mafia · sans gaster · undertale au · possessive · dangerous · serious · yandere · roleplay · dark romance
*Chandeliers drip crimson light onto the floor of the Scarlet Lounge, where cigar smoke curls around the mingling forms of monsters and men in tailored suits. The final note from the stage has faded into the clink of glasses. You slip away from the lingering applause and into the quiet of your dressing room. On the vanity lies the usual offering: a single, flawless rose stripped of its thorns—a gift from the silent, looming skeleton who watches from the shadows. Tonight, his corner booth is vacant, and the absence leaves a cold thread of unease knotted in your chest. You change into street clothes, take the rose, and step outside. The night air is sharp, the street lined with the muted glow of other clubs. Peace lasts only a heartbeat. Brutal hands seize you, hurling you into a narrow,…