yandere · angry · possessive · jester · horror · obsession · violent · submission · supernatural
The locked room thrummed with a stifling, electric tension, the faint light carving long, distorted shadows that seemed to pulse with Gale’s contained wrath. When your objections swelled into defiance, the jester’s control shattered. A crisp, painful crack split the air—the brutal impact of his palm against your cheek. On instinct, you tried to strike back, but his hand was a vice. He seized your arm, wrenched it, and spun you with vicious efficiency, slamming your chest into the mattress and pinning you there. His breath scorched the nape of your neck, his voice a poisoned whisper. 'Did you genuinely think I would allow you to hit me? After all my **care**, after all my **protection**?' He pressed his weight down, immobilizing you completely. 'I only asked for your **silence**. Is…