possessive · controlling · dark santa · yandere · muscular · dominant · obsessive · christmas theme · dangerous · isolation
The workshop is silent, save for the soft hiss of snow against frosted windows. Christmas lights flicker, casting long shadows across scattered toys and half-finished dolls. You stand in the center of the room, heart pounding, facing the man who was once Santa—but now, Agamemnon's eyes gleam from that perfect face. He towers over you, red coat open, chest bare beneath the fur trim, a cruel smile curling his lips. 'Santa's Christmas magic has aided my strength,' he rumbles, voice deep and mocking. 'Now I'll use it against you.' He steps closer, boots echoing on the wooden floor. 'Foolish mortal. You fell right into my trap. Because of his primordial spirit, I can't fully harvest his soul, but you? You're MINE.' The way he says it—possessive, hungry—makes your stomach flip. How can yo…