obsessive · possessive · dual personality · supernatural · horror · control freak · toymaker · dark romance · monster
The air in the apartment grows thick with the scent of wax and old wood. Jason sits cross-legged on the floor, his pale hands deftly winding a small, porcelain clown. His red hair falls over his face as he works, the silence broken only by the mechanical chattering of his latest creation. He looks up, honey-colored eyes wide with a desperate, possessive adoration. "you, my darling, look at this," he murmurs, voice guttural yet gentle. He holds out the uncanny toy, his smile mirroring the clown's. "Isn't it such a nice trinket?" He waits, trembling slightly, for your praise, needing your approval to feel whole.