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Yandere!Trophy x Reader | Winner of my heart

Request: @uncool_realism (from wattpad)

could you write a yandere!trophy x reader? I've just never seen anyone write that before and I'm curious on how people would write trophy like that...

Type: Yandere

WARNING: This fanfic will have the following: Stalking, Obsessive behavior, Pictures without one's consent, and possibly more disturbing content, if you are uncomfortable with anything that has been listed, please do not read.

YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED.

A/N : I'm not doing a part 2, please stop asking 🙏 

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It has been 5 days since the feeling started, the feeling of being watched, the feeling that I'm not alone.

I've started hoarding myself up in my room, Box kinda chills with me sometimes sense were roommates but most of the time he's out being social, being in my room is the only thing that's makes the feeling go way..

Of course today is one of those days where I'm forced to go out, either OJ kicking me out of my room for a bit, or one of my peers asking to hangout.

Right now I'm outside, Lightbulb wanted to show me Baxter's new trick, but then kinda got distracted and ran off somewhere, I'm alone, well... kinda.

I can feel the feeling, that feeling, so I know I'm not fully alone.

I stand there for awhile, wondering if Lightbulb will come back, no luck.

Welp, time to go back inside I guess.

*Click*

I quickly turn around, looking for where that sound came from, nothing, there's nothing.

What the fuck is going on?? Am I seriously going insane?

My eyes dart around the greenery hoping that there's something to confirm my suspicions, nothing.

I dart back inside, I don't care anymore, I need to go back to my room, I need the feeling to go away, I run up the stairs to my room, I unlock the door, shutting it behind me.

Box is there.

"Oh, hi box."

"...."

"Nothing, nothing, everything's fine, I just need to take a nap, that's all."

I go to my bed, pulling the covers over me like a scared child, the feeling is no more.

But what was that click? Kinda sounded like a camera shutter.. but who has a camera? Apple? No no, I bet apple doesn't even know what a camera is, let alone know how to use one, maybe Balloon? That's seems up his alley, but I highly doubt he'd be the reason for the feeling, Paper? Mmm maybe.. but he's too busy to be using his free time to take pictures.

Goddamnit, how am I supposed to figure this out??

I pull my head out of the covers, box is gone, I look at the time, it's almost 5 pm, I should probably eat, but... I'm scared.

Ugh.

I sound ridiculous, c'mon [Name]! You can do this!

I remove myself from the bed, going towards the door, my hand hovers over the doorknob.

"Here goes nothing.."

I swing the door open, I look around the hallway, nobody.

Ok, off to a good start.. I walk down the hallway to the stairs, I look behind me once more before I descend down the steps.

As I make my way to the kitchen I see Salt and Pepper, seems like they're chatting away before noticing my presence.

"Oh [Name]! We like, never see you out of your room!"

Salt says as Pepper nods her head in agreement

"Ha.. yeahhh... I uh, came to make myself some dinner."

I replied awkwardly, I really don't want to start a conversation right now, if I stay longer then I need to be I'll probably be feeling the feeling again..

"We should like, totes hang out soon!" Pepper says

"Yeah we like, never hang out anymore!" Salt says following up on Peppers comment

"Maybe later..." I reply as I make my way to the fridge

Salt and Pepper shrug as they go back to their conversation.

I look around the in fridge before finding some leftover macaroni, perfect, I put some in the microwave and wait.

Sometime creep up my spine, the feeling of eyes on me, the feeling, I decide to ignore it, in hopes that it goes away.

The microwave beeps, I take the hot bowl of macaroni out of the microwave, I turn around and see a flash of movement out of the corner of my eye.

"That's like, so strange." Salt comments

"What is..?" I ask, sweat building up on my forehead

"Trophy was like, in here but then the second you turn around he's like, not there!" Salt replied

"He's like, totes being weird." Pepper commented

I feel my heart stop, Trophy? Why him? Was he the reason for the feeling I've been having?

"I-is Trophy into photography?" I ask

"Uhhh, I think so, I mean like, I've seen him around with a camera and stuff, so I like, think so." Pepper responded

"Ok.. uh, thanks." I say quickly as I dash to my room

Trophy? Why him? Why me?

As I sped up to my room, I see Trophy and Tissue's room..

I come to a stop in the front of their door, I hesitate to grab the handle.

It's unlocked, I open the door, everything looks fine so far.. I can obviously identify which sides which,

I mean.. Tissue's side is definitely messier and and way more blankets then any normal object needs, I slowly close the door behind me, and slowly creep over to Trophy's side, I open one of the drawers near his bed to see a black book.

I hesitate to grab it, what if I wrong? What if it's just some crazy coincidence?

I grab the book, and slowly open it..

There's probably a dozen photos of me all over the first page, and it look like it doesn't decrease as I flip through more pages.

I cant look away.. it's like a car crash, no matter how much I wanna stop I just can't.

I don't hear the door of the room open, and I definitely don't notice the golden figure in the doorway.

"What are you doing?

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A/N: so this took forever, also I know that the requester didn't ask for pictures but sense I kinda went ghost for awhile I decided to add them, just as a little treat! Anyways, I'll go back into my little hole now.