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Request page yay
Things I will do:
-Smut with Mephistopheles and Providence Ig
-Gore/blood (But horribly)
-Literally anything other than things under things I won't do💀💀
Things I won't do:
-Smut with Magill, Joanne, Sock, and Jonathan (I know it's not confirmed with their age but most likely they're all minors)
-Kinks that I find uncomfortable (Scat, piss)
That's all 😱😱😱😱
Chapter 2: Provless
Summary:
proveles sounds good, not necessarily smut ,like hurt/comfort or angst is pretty good too so
Please🙏🏻🙏🏻 - Kakamiri♡
Notes:
(See the end of the chapter for notes.)
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It felt like there was some sort of energy with Providence, something that pulled people to Her. Most likely it was the fact that She was God, or maybe it was something else. Maybe it was the way She smiled, or the way She always welcomed people with open arms. Whatever it was, everyone wanted to be near Her.
That charm of Hers used to work on Mephistopheles too. He found himself staring at Her every time he could, and would find every excuse just to be looked at by Her.
That’s why he was amazed when She confirmed that the feeling was mutual. In fact, every day he would have to remind himself that what was happening wasn’t just a dream. He’d look at her smiling face, and smile even brighter.
However, nothing lasts forever, does it?
Mephistopheles could already tell that something was wrong with Her. He also guessed that it may be because of this new species She was making. What was it called, Humans?
Whatever it was, it was clear as hell that She was upset, so he decided that he should do something about it, anything.
Yet of course, when he asked if She needed help, She shook her head and gave a reassuring smile.
One day however, he noticed that She was much more than just stressed, and even seemed to be mad. He tried to wipe that thought away, as someone as perfect as Her couldn’t be mad at all, could She?
But when he when he went to check up on Her, he saw her staring at the Garden of Eden, this time empty.
“What do you think should happen to sinners, Mephistopheles?” She looked at him, a tired expression on Her normally eccentric face. “Do you believe that they should be punished? Or do you think that they should still be able to walk with angels?”
Mephistopheles didn’t know what to say to this question, as it wasn’t a question that he asked himself, or even thought about. To be honest, he never really thought of humans and their sin at all, unless needed. “I’m not sure.”
“Could you do me a favor Mephistopheles?” Her eyes that usually radiated love and hope, now brought upon a dark and somber mood, which only made him want to do it more.
So he nodded.
To say that he regretted doing that simple action was a drastic understatement. He always has something to do, files to sort, souls to judge, people to hire, and just when he thought he was done, another thing just so happens to show up.
He sometimes thinks about Providence, but he mostly was too busy to do so, and he felt as if he couldn’t call Her his lover anymore. Most times he talks to Her, it’s about what to do with humans, and never about what they used to talk about. They were business partners now, nothing more.
Mephistopheles slumped on a chair, burying his face into his hands, while memories flooded through his mind.
He tried to convince himself that he moved on from Her, and that there were more important matters to discuss, but he only thought about Her more, and what once was.
Usually sobs in Hell were not uncommon, but it’s also not usually the Devil crying either.
Notes:
Sorry it’s so short! There’s been a few things going on so I had to make this pretty quickly! Next one shot will definitely be longer though!