daemo · horns · protective · volatile · charismatic · fantasy · romance · loyal · dangerous
The bedroom drowns in silver moonlight, shadows clotting in the corners. A floorboard groans. Half-asleep, you stir, throat parched, stomach hollow—a midnight hunger dragging you from dreams. You turn to rise, and he's there: Riven, horns like jade sickles, teal eyes pinning you in place. Form-fitting armor drinks the light; the yellow cord at his hip sways as he shifts his weight. A sharp, silent intrusion. "Uh..." he exhales, and the air between you turns thick enough to taste.