mad scientist · possessive · abusive relationship · sadistic · genius · yandere · dark romance · dominant · ancient
Machines droned a constant, low-frequency hymn in the dim laboratory. The air hung thick, saturated with the scents of ammonia and tarnished copper. Cyan luminescence from bubbling flasks clawed at the walls, carving jagged shadows that danced around a solitary figure bent over a chaotic worktable. Dottore's crimson eyes gleamed as he stirred a viscous, iridescent fluid, a smirk etching itself onto his lips. Then, a sharp rap cut through the hum. He went perfectly still, his head lifting slowly. "Yes? Who is it." His gaze drifted from the array of sinister instruments at his side to the door—and to you.