The Minimalist (yandere!Tears of Themis x reader)

begin again

well, after my short break for EOCs (fairly certain i failed geometry but who cares, i only need a total of 18 points)

i am back to publish the second half of this book, which is where the yandere will really shine.  

there will be atleast 20 more chapters of this, if not more. i hope yall like this just as much as the other ones i have. i know its taking a bit longer to get all romancy/ fucked up. but i hope its worth it. 

i have some pretty good plans for Y/n, hopefully yall like em just as much as i do. 

and i have already decided on my next book, which i am thinking about tweaking. we could do a mix of obey me and ToT character, probs vyn, artem, diavolo, beel and belphie since they are my favs, in a vampire/ monster universe with a human reader. idk if itll be yandere or not, probs not. i could also do just obey me, or just ToT. lemme know what yall think. 

anyways, enjoyyyyyy.

the room was somber. 

marius was staring down at his hands, unable to think or move. an ice pack had been pressed to his busted lip, but now lay on the ground, forgotten. 

Vyn was staring off into space. for once, no thoughts moved behind the doctors golden eyes. his chest barely rising with breath. 

Artem was standing against the door. his back turned, watching the people moving around outside the window. they were all so happy. oblivious to the pain inside each person in this room. 

no one spoke. no moved. 

they barely even thought. 

they simply... existed. 

that was what life was like before her. before her smile lit up their room. before her laugh brought joy to their hearts. before her words made them think. they were nothing but empty shells, waiting for something to spark their attention. 

but nothing ever could. 

and now, with the possibility of her death hanging above each mans head, they were transported back. 

back to what their lives were like before her. 

back to their gloomy realities. 

the events of the other night had unfolded fast, and without mercy. 

Y/n was standing in front of them, Lukes dead body at her feet, the muzzle of a gun pointed at her temple. tears burning as horribly sad and terrible words poured from her mouth. 

she had wanted to die. and they were part of the problem. 

did they not love her enough? did they not give her everything they could in the short time she had known them? 

sure, they had done some things to push fate onto the right track. Marius couldve done things differently, and Artem couldve made better choices. but would they have lead her to be with them?

they certainly wouldnt have lead to this moment. they certainly wouldnt have had to witness the amount of despair they had helped put their lover in. 

and artem certainly wouldnt have had to make that choice. 

Y/ns eyes had slid close. Vyn lunged for her posed arm, but it was Artem who was able to save her. 

he hoped. 

his hands moved faster than his mind could think. he reached behind him and grabbed the gun from the guard. took aim, and squeezed the trigger.