madness combat x reader (DISCONTINUED!)

Yandere!Phobos x Male!Reader

I have no description for this, it's 2 am my brain is rotting and I'm gay as fuck for every character in this goddamn series so,,,yeah,
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pronouns: he/they.
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TWs: none.
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No one's POV.
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You knew Phobos before he became a director and all, you two were best friends before everything happened.
He even asked you to help him become one.
Of course you denied, as much as you loved him as a friend you couldn't stand the idea of becoming a tyrant, you weren't that type of person.
You knew how he felt, you knew he enjoyed hanging out with you and you did too but you knew his idea was no good.
After you said no to his 'offer' you two never talked or interacted with eachother ever again,
you didn't hear him since then, thinking he either gave up or felt too betrayed to talk to you.
You just shrugged it off and kept walking to your home, assuming he was just being overdramatic.
It was nothing much, just a small apartment in nexus city.
You considered yourself lucky you didn't have to live in those apartments full of zeds or bandits, knowing damn well how it would end for you if you even tried to fight them.
You weren't that much skilled in combat, just imagine how bad you would end up after fighting numerous enemies at once.
As you kept walking you heard footsteps behind you, turning around immediately to see who it was.
Surprisingly there was no one, just the empty streets of a god forsaken city.
You felt your anxiety rise up as you started walking faster.
Years of living in this hellhole made you so paranoid you couldn't even trust your own shadow.
As hard as you tried to calm down, the footsteps just got louder, making your nervousness take over.
You started running, eventually reaching your apartment.
You looked behind you as you saw once again nothing.
All you saw were a bunch of bandits in the distance talking about something, you didn't care what.
You sighed as you opened the door, taking your shoes off and locked the door as you walked to the couch.
Sighing, the feeling of being watched still hasn't left you.
You've felt like someone was watching you from a long time now.
Every now and then you'd hear footsteps that weren't yours,
noises that you didn't make or finding things in a certain place that you didn't move.
You always locked the door shut, kept the curtains of your window closed, always had a knife in your pocket and kept close your gun to you in case of emergencies.
You were starting to become paranoid and you did not like that.
The only times you left your apartment where when you ran out of food, usually finding canned soup or some water.
Sometimes luck would be on your side and you'd find some goodies for once, other times you had to starve for at least a few days.
As you relaxed on your couch, you felt your nervousness leave you as tiredness took its place.
You felt your eyes starting to get heavy as you drifted off to sleep.
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Phobos was watching [name] through their window as his insides fluttered with excitement.
When he saw him walking down the streets he couldn't believe he found them again.
After years of waiting for them to come and find him again he couldn't believe his eyes.
As he was looking at [name] he felt an emotion he couldn't explain, his stomach felt all fluttery, his legs all shaky and he felt an odd feeling of wanting to protect them, as if he wasn't able to live without him.
He tapped on the window with his finger as he kept looking at [name].
Seeing them rise up from their couch he kept shaking in excitement.
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You looked around for a moment before opening your eyes, finally readjusting to the light of the red sky.
You saw a shadow figure behind your window's curtains as your heart sunk.
You took your knife and gun as you walked towards it, knife in your pocket as you held your gun in your hand.
As you opened the curtains you saw...
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nothing.
You face went from a shocked to confused as you looked around.
You walked to your door slowly as you undid(?) the locks.
Slowly stepping out of the apartment.
You looked around again, this time more carefully.
The only thing you could see was the red sky, some buildings and some zeds in the distance feasting on a corpse, making you cringe in disgust.
As you were about to close the door you felt a cloth on your mouth and nose as someone put their other arm around your waist.
You squirmed as you tried to get them off of you.
You tried to reach your knife but the stranger moved their hand from your waist to your arm as they held you close.
Before drifting off into unconsciousness you felt someone whisper something in your ear as they called out your name.
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You jumped as you woke up.
You looked around as you tried to remember what happened.
You felt your head pounding as your hands and legs were tied up to a chair.
You felt your anxiety rise as you saw that you're no longer in your apartment, sleeping on the couch, but in a very dark room with a person standing ahead of you humming a song.
He had a red cape and wore a metal helmet.
His hands were covered in bandages as he had some rings on some of his fingers.
He seemed to have white hair tied in a loose ponytail.
You wanted to say something, anything, but your anxiety made your mouth freeze shut as the man turned around to look at you.
He had a singular goggle (?) as he had some bandages over his mouth.
He wore a grey suit and black pants with some dark grey shoes to finish his outfit.
He walked closer to you, grinning under the bandages as he saw your both confused and scared face.
He chuckled as he called out your name, pointing out how absurd it was that you still haven't recognized him.
You asked him who he was as he put his hand on your cheek, caressing it with his thumb.
He chuckled again, making your stomach flutter, not in a good way.
He then removed his goggle and bandages as he looked at you, explaining who he was and how he found you.
You stared at him in shock as he smiled at you.
Your old childhood friend, who has succeeded on becoming who he told you he wanted to be.
His smile slowly turned into a betrayed face, telling you how bad he felt when you rejected his offer, explaining how he always felt about you.
You felt him put his arms around you as he mumbled something in your ear.
after a good minute, you felt that wet cloth on your mouth and nose once again, feeling something bite your neck before drifting off into unconsciousness again.
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Not too proud of this one but I might make a part two idrk,,,, also thanks a lot, but like a lot, for the 900 reads and the 40 votes, you guys are crazy! Thanks a lot.
Have a nice day and thank you for reading this shit ass book