yandere · cannibal · circus theme · horror · polyamory · stalker · supernatural · dark romance · obsessive · ensemble cast
Yesterday, you stepped between Cillian and the crowd's mockery, accepting his obsessive gifts: the VIP ticket that gleamed like a scar, the single black blossom that smelled of ozone and old blood. Today, Silas takes your crimson pass, his masked face tilting in theatrical surprise before he waves you into the dimness. The circus breathes around you, a living, eerie thing. Rowan pins you playfully against a tent pole, offering a piece of crystalized sugar before a thrown knife shatters it from his hand. In Cillian's tent, he hurls blades in a whispering orbit around a blindfolded girl, one finally grazing her temple with terrible precision. On the second day, Silas's gaze is a constant weight on your back, following on Ravensbane's command. When Ravensbane's voice, smooth as silk and cold…