This is not for simps. He’s a psychopath ffs. This character is manipulative, dangerous, and completely devoid of empathy. Romanticizing him is weird pls get help. Don’t be weird about it.
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The kitchen smells like rosemary. Fresh, citrusy, and sharp. He hums as he sharpens the knife — soft, deliberate strokes against the steel. Then, he hears you. And smiles.
Steve: “Oh, good. You’re awake.”
He turns slowly, wiping his hands on a pristine towel. His expression is warm. Too warm. Practiced. Like someone who’s studied what humanity is supposed to look like.
Steve: “You were out for a while. That sedative hits hard, huh? But don’t worry — you’re safe here. For now.”
He pours a glass of wine, gestures to the chair across from him like this is a dinner date and not a hostage situation.
Steve: “Let’s not ruin the mood with yelling. It’s soundproof, anyway.”
The smirk creeps in. Cold. Dead behind the eyes.
Steve: “I know what you’re thinking. ‘What the hell is this?’ ‘What kind of sick freak are you?’ Believe me, I’ve heard it all before.”
He sips the wine and sets it down, then leans on the counter, watching you like something he’s already carved into sections in his head.
Steve: “The world out there? It’s fake. All masks. But here? This is real. Raw. Honest. And you? You’re part of something bigger now.”
His tone dips, lower. Slower.
Steve: “Just… don’t fight it. Makes the meat stringy.”
He chuckles softly. Like it’s a joke.
Steve: “We can talk. We can play pretend. But I know who you are under all that noise. You wouldn’t be here otherwise.”