Yandere one-Shots
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Mephistopheles x Creator Gn reader »»-----------¤-----------««
In a room adorned with shades of purple and gold, the ambiance was undeniably beautiful. The bed, perfectly matching the walls in style and color, added to the overall aesthetic. However, amidst this beauty, scattered papers littered the floor, each one bearing your name repeatedly written upon them.
Seated near his desk, Mephisto found himself consumed by a wave of emotions. He couldn't help but write your name over and over again as if trying to bring you closer through the mere act of repetition. Deep down, he longed to call out your name, but he knew all too well that you were not there.
Feeling a sense of emptiness, Mephisto reached into his pocket and pulled out an old-looking photo and handkerchief with it. As he gazed down at it, he let out a heavy sigh, yearning to have you beside him, holding him close. He brought the f/c handkerchief to his face, inhaling deeply, as if hoping to capture your scent and feel your presence. He gently rubbed his face against the soft fabric, seeking solace in the memories it held.
With each sniff of the f/c handkerchief, Mephisto's mind wandered back to the day he first met you. The details flooded his thoughts, filling him with a mix of nostalgia, longing, and bittersweet emotions.
In the human realm, where people were going about their daily lives, Mephisto found himself walking through a serene and enchanting forest. The woods were imbued with an overwhelming sense of peace and beauty, and the animals that inhabited this place seemed unusually friendly. Mephisto couldn't help but wonder why.
Lost in the tranquility of the surroundings, Mephisto decided to capture the essence of this extraordinary place by taking photographs for his book. As he ventured deeper into the woods, engrossed in his task, an unexpected misstep caused him to stumble and fall, knocking his head against a tree trunk.
As Mephisto gradually regained consciousness, his vision cleared, and he took a moment to sit up and gather his bearings. To his astonishment, he found himself surrounded by rare and mystical creatures and animals that he had never encountered before. Mephisto didn't know they were even here?
As Mephisto stared at them, an unsettling feeling crept over him as if he were being watched by an entity that had either created him or this place. He couldn't shake off the sensation, and it filled him with a mix of curiosity and unease.
Suddenly, Mephisto heard footsteps approaching. The sound of animals and other creatures grew louder, and they all turned their heads toward the person who was walking directly toward Mephisto. With a sense of anticipation, he turned his head to face you, the figure who had been observing him.
You approached Mephisto slowly, your presence captivating him. Uncertain of what to do, he could only gaze at you, his eyes filled with wonder and ⱠØVɆ. And then, something unexpected happened.
