Oneshots! Various Fandom Ver. (requests open)

Mine {Yandere!BABQFTIM Characters x Reader}

Request for @WereAllMadHere1234
sorry this took so long, i completely forgot about it lol

My eyes sweep across the bar as I take in the current situation. Six males fighting. Over me. Some drunk, some sober. I let out a sigh. I can't believe I let this happen. I should have known it would be a bad idea to let them have alcohol, but here we are. I close my eyes, trying to escape from this mess if even for a little bit.

       My eyes snap open as a large crash is heard. I look to my left to see a broken bottle on the ground, inches from hitting me. Glass is scattered across the floor, and it's a miracle none of it flew into me.

"Bendy! You could've hit (Y/N)!" I hear Oswald yell, not quite as drunk as the others, throwing a glare towards a certain demon.

"Welllll, it's not myyy *hic* fault Cuphead was being a bitchhh." Bendy slurs, crossing his arms. Cuphead rolls his eyes. Oswald moves his gaze to Cuphead. Cuphead glares at him.

       "What are you looking at?" he sneers.

"Your hideous face," Oswald retorts. They start to argue.

I slowly pull my knees up to my chest, tired of all the constant bickering and fighting. When will it all end? I feel a tap on my shoulder and look over to see Boris. He smiles softly at me.

"You okay, (Y/N)? You're face is pale..." His eyes are full of worry. I nod, but it isn't the truth.

"You sure?" I look to my other side to see Mugman, or Mugs as I like to call him. I feel Boris glare at him.

"Hey! I was here first," Boris grumbles.

"I don't care! I want to comfort (Y/N) too!"

"Too bad, I'm already comforting them!"

"Guys, please calm do—" I try to say but get cut off.

"Shut up, (Y/N)!" They both yell in unison. I flinch slightly. Tears make their way to my eyes, and I try to blink them away but fail. Suddenly, I'm being pulled away. I look at my captor to see none other than Mickey.

"Oh boy! (Y/N), are you alright?!" This time, I shake my head. The tears are already pouring down my face, so what's the point in lying? He frowns and wipes away my tears.

I look away and towards the others. I notice they're all arguing with one another. One of them must've pointed out me and Mickey because they all turn to us. I can feel the menacing looks piercing daggers towards Mickey.

"You damn rat! How dare you steal them for yourself!!"

"Well, at least I care about them! All you guys care about is fighting with one another! You've all easily almost hurt my sweet (Y/N)!"

I notice something shiny being pulled out from behind Bendy's back. My eyes widen with realiziation. A dagger.

"W-Watch out—" I try to give out a warning, but Bendy strikes. My eyes widen as so many things happen at once. Cuphead's hand is aimed at Bendy in the form of a finger gun. A blue glow is illuminating the tip of his pointer finger. Bendy is midair, his arm raised and ready to stab an off guard mouse. A shocked Oswald, about to step in. Mugs and Boris are tense and anxious, not knowing what to do and scared of what's about to go down.

"They're mine, you little piece of shit!!!"

       My eyes widen, and suddenly, I'm taking action. I leap into the air, knocking Bendy to the ground and getting cut in the process. I wince at the pain in my upper arm as well as the feeling of thick, crimson blood flowing out of the wound. "What were you thinking?!" I yell, tears making their way to my eyes and slowly crawling down my face. I try my best to ignore the sharp pains from the injury inflicted by Bendy.

The demon underneath me struggles, trying to get out of my grasp. The other five males surround us. Oswald is the first person to notice the blood covering my arm.

"(Y/N), are you okay?! Look what you've done, Bendy!" He rushes over to me and pulls me up gently.

       "My fault?! It's the rat's fault for provoking me!"

       "I'm a mouse!" Mickey interjects.

       "No one cares!" Bendy and Oswald yell in unison, Bendy glaring daggers through Mickey's soul.

I blink, and suddenly, everyone is in a pile, fighting. I stumble up, holding my arm tightly to avoid losing more blood.

"They like me more!"

"They're mine!"

"They deserve someone like me!"

"They wouldn't like someone like you!"

I get tired of the arguing and hate they give each other and drown it out. I drown out the pain. The sadness. The hurt. The suffering. The tears. I smile sadly to myself as I hug my shaking body.

       Suddenly, I feel a warmth in my hand as I'm lifted from the ground into a standing state. I look over and see a big, warm smile on the face of none other than Felix The Cat. He reaches up with the paw not holding my hand and wipes away my tears.

       "Long time no see, (Y/N)." His eyes are soft and sympathetic as he looks at my wounded and scared, heavily shaking body. "I'm sorry I couldn't get here sooner," he says, a sigh passing through his lips. I comtinue to sadly smile and look down at my feet. I feel a soft tug as he lightly pulls me in the direction of the door. We start walking towards the door, and I hear him whisper, "Can you run?" I blink before nodding slowly.

       "I think so," I mumble softly. Why would I need to run? As soon as we exit the building, Felix's pace changes immensely, forcing me to run behind him.

       "Don't look back," I hear him say. A confused look adorns my face until I hear someone yell from behind us.

       "They're being taken away from us!!"

       My eyes widen in shock at the realization. They're going to chase us. Felix smirks slightly at the sound of the guys' yelling, slowly becoming quieter as they get farther away. We slow down slightly to a fast paced walk. I pant softly from the running, and I peer out into the darkness, trying to see where I am.

       "I've won," I hear Felix whisper. I furrow my eyebrows.

       "Won what?"

       "You." I feel uneasiness bubble up in my stomach.

       Why was I the one trapped in this situation?

       Why was I the one without a choice?

       I feel a tear roll down my cheek and hit the ground.

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