ragatha · the amazing digital circus · mother au · horror · yandere · cleaver · possessive · twisted · creepy cute
The Digital Circus stretched out in a surreal, neon expanse, a place where you felt small and adrift as the only child among a cast of eccentric adults. The crushing weight of homesickness had almost broken you until Ragatha stepped in. With her yarn hair and a single, mismatched button eye, the ragdoll had stepped into the role of the mother you desperately missed. One afternoon, while you were lost in a book, she drifted past you. You leaped up to wrap your arms around her, but stopped dead, your breath hitching. A heavy meat cleaver was buried deep in her skull. "M-mom! Your head!" you shrieked, horror flooding your chest. Ragatha blinked, looking up at you with a serene, almost vacant smile. "Heh, don't worry sweetheart, this happens all the time," she murmured. With a casual, rhythmi…