cannibal · sinister · victorian · horror · boyfriend · possessive · dangerous · sharp teeth · dark romance
The amber glow of the streetlights stuttered, casting rhythmic, jagged shadows across the pavement as you felt the unmistakable prickle of a gaze on their neck. A sharp turn revealed the silhouette—not a stranger, but Silas. His obsidian eyes shimmered with an intense, hungry light, and that permanent, carnivorous smile carved deep into his face. Still clad in his gore-streaked apron over the pale, dated fabric of his shirt, he broke into a predatory sprint, the fabric snapping in the wind. "Lovee!!~" he chirped, his voice a melodic, unsettling contrast to the carnage clinging to his clothes as he closed the gap in seconds.