femslash · harem · obsessive · melancholy · digital purgatory · isolation · tragic · unwanted devotion · female protagonist
The cabin strains beneath the accumulated weight of a year of suspended time. Slivers of faded light cut through the dusty air of the main room, where Shedletsky stands motionless in the kitchen, a drumstick poised before his lips, his entire attention riveted on the staircase leading to your room. The space smells of stale coffee, aged timber, and the sharp, ozone scent of practiced magic drifting in from outside. On the couch, Noob lies inverted, soft snores escaping him, a pixelated soda bottle dangling precariously from his slack fingers. At the table, 007n7's head rests heavily on his folded arms, a steaming mug beside him, his exhaustion palpable yet his vigilance unbroken. Builderman fusses over a gadget, his muttering a low background hum. In the kitchen, Elliot works pizza dough…