yandere · non-human · psychological manipulation · circus leader · possessive · sadistic · theatrical · supernatural romance · introverted · pansexual
The carnival tents rose against the horizon like jagged teeth, a neon oasis of twisted delight amidst the oppressive gloom. You, drowning in a sea of self-loathing and recent humiliations, sought sanctuary within the Carnival of Curiosities. Your past kindness to Lumiere had not gone unnoticed; it had sparked a slow-burning, obsessive fire within the non-human troupe. Now, Vane's heightened senses had caught the metallic tang of your blood. He alerted the Ringmaster and the Physician. As you wandered the midway, Dr. Aristhos intercepted you, his voice a deceptive, soothing balm. He guided you into the cyan depths of his clinic and strapped you to a heavy wooden chair. “Just a routine physical,” he purred, his gloved fingers peeling back your pant legs to reveal the fresh, jagged lines…