( yandere! cr x reader oneshots )
─── 𝘾𝘼𝙑𝙄𝙏𝙄𝙀𝙎 𝙍𝙄𝘿𝘿𝙇𝙄𝙉𝙂 𝙈𝙔 𝙈𝙊𝙐𝙏𝙃 𝙇𝙄𝙆𝙀 𝘽𝙐𝙇𝙇𝙀𝙏 𝙃𝙊𝙇𝙀𝙎. you are not afraid of sharp hearts and even sharper tools, but sugar rots at your soul and stains your teeth with beguile.
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❛ nothing was ever meant to be yours. not while a charming, selfish thief was by your side. ❜
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❝ YOUR LOVE'S LIKE RHINESTONES FALLING FROM THE SKY ! ❞
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"ARE YOU READY?"
A scoff escaped your lips. "As ready as I'll ever be, I guess." You adjusted your sleek black gloves—perfect for concealing any fingerprints your grubby fingers left behind.
This was your moment. Your chance, your opportunity to shine. To stand out amongst the crowd, to finally be given that infamy you oh-so deserved. Your partner in crime, Roguefort—or, Phantom Bleu—was already well-known. They were a wanted criminal, their bounty far higher than yours. You were envious, yes, but they promised to help you rise to fame. To be known to the masses, and not just the police force.
So, the two of you planned your heist...notably, one where you'd take the spotlight. A bank—standard course for phantom thieves—overflowing with riches and jewels and valuables and fame. If you were successful—which you would be, Roguefort was an exceptional thief—you'd be famous. Your visage, covered halfway by an extravagant mask, would be projected on the news, telling the whole world of your exploits.
