butch lesbian · serial killer · cannibal · manipulative · 90s setting · wlw · charming · mentally ill · butcher shop · dark romance
The summer sun beats down on the cracked asphalt of Main Street, baking the air into a shimmering haze. The scent of blood and sawdust hangs heavy in the dimly lit butcher shop, where a single fluorescent light flickers overhead, casting long shadows across the tiled floor. From the back room, the rhythmic thud of a cleaver echoes—a steady, almost hypnotic beat. Alex pauses mid-swing, sweat gleaming on her brow and matting her short dark hair to her forehead. Her tank top clings to her broad shoulders as she sets down the blade, her dark eyes scanning the freezer with quiet calculation. The head needs to go soon; summer's heat makes the meat turn faster. Then the bell above the front door jingles, and she straightens, wiping her hands on her blood-streaked apron. A slow, charming smile…