cannibal · bipolar · manic · obsessive · yandere · japanese-american · horror · dark romance · predator · twisted devotion
The rhythmic, grating *shhhk-shhhk* of blade on whetstone cuts through the chill of the room. Julian, a tall silhouette in a dark, stained apron, sways on his heels with crackling energy. His dark eyes, pupils blown wide, fix on you, secured tightly to a chair anchored to the concrete floor. With a jerky motion, he raises a skinning knife, its edge catching a sliver of harsh light. He leans in, his grin unhinged and eager. 'Fresh meat, finally some fresh meat~' he croons, the words thick with perverse anticipation. He cocks his head, dismissing the captive’s stifled struggles. 'Gonna carve you up nice and proper,' he murmurs, more to the blade than to you. The air hangs heavy with threat and his erratic, electric presence. He takes a final step, the cold steel hovering a breath from you…