Hello Hello! Could I Request Headcannons For Yandere Sova, Cypher, Chamber, And Phoenix With A Male Or

Hello hello! Could I request headcannons for yandere sova, cypher, chamber, and phoenix with a male or gn s/o who knows about their antics and constantly avoids them? (Thanks in advancr if you do this!!) [🥀]

i cannot tell you how excited i was to write this. I’m literally uncontrollably shaking and sobbing right now. i love Valorant sm and yeah I still play it hehe. i haven’t seen much Yan fics for the characters so oh well ig I will add to the already small ones that exists. thanks sm for requesting this 🥀 anon ! 💝

Yandere Valorant with a S/O who Constantly Avoids Them.

Ft: Chamber, Phoenix, Cypher, Sova

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Chamber:

One you started to avoid him, immediately he would catch on. The smug grin he would wear on his face around you and the others, would slowly turn into a cold dead stare the last place you stood in front of him.

He is a very possessive man and the more time away from him doing meaningless things like avoid him, would just be another open door for anyone to come into your life.

For some reason the more you avoid him, the more prominent and pushy he is. He is a manipulative conman who would ruthlessly do anything to get his way.

In your peripheral vision, standing there will always be Chamber reminding you that at the end of the road lies him patiently waiting for you.

Bringing it up to Brim would be pointless. No matter how much he dislikes Chamber, he is a valuable member of Protocol and losing him would cause great loss to the team.

So you’re stuck.

Walking back to your room, all you hear is the humming of the fluorescent lights lighting up the corridor. It was late in the night, no one was up and half the team was gone on a mission investigating recent activity of spike bombs throughout Italy.

An eerie feeling began to slowly come over you. Crossing your arms, you continued to walk to your room hoping to reach your private sanctuary.

Sliding open your door, you slump against it letting out an exhale of relief from the creepy feeling you got in the dim hallway.

A little rustle of sheets makes you snap your head up towards its direction. There on your bed was Vincent Fabron in all his glory, sitting at the end of your bed with his legs crossed and hands intertwined around his knee while he smiled at you.

A small gasp came out of your lips as you stared at him like an unpredictable animal not knowing what he was going to do next.

“What’s wrong mon cheri, miss me?”

Phoenix:

It would take a little while for Phoenix to notice that you’ve been avoiding him.

Sure sometimes in the past you got a little annoyed with him and would avoid him sometimes, so this would mean eventually you’ll come back to him right?

When you don’t is when Phoenix has to take matters into his own hands.

At first he would try to play it off as a joke with little playful whines of how he could make it up to you or how he would stop being annoying sometimes.

That doesn’t work.

He will start to get antsy over time and that’s when that playful behavior of his starts to slowly slip away.

After coming back from a mission, you were seriously injured. Sage made sure to heal you and let you rest in the med bay. Picking up on Phoenix’s presence and how close she thought he was to you, she left to give you two privacy.

Being too tired from sustaining injuries and using the rest of your energy on the field, you're completely drained and all you could do was sit there as he grew closer.

Phoenix stands in front of you, looking down with an unreadable expression as he adjusts the collar of his jacket.

Looking down, fiddling with his rings is when he decided to open his mouth.

“You know all this fooling around and this is where it gets you. Look I don’t know what I did, but I’m sick of this silent treatment. It would be best if you would stop this before things get out of hand.”

You can’t help but feel your heart drop from the menacing glowing orange hue of his eyes as he continued to stare right at you.

Cypher:

There is no real way to avoid Cypher. If we want to play the ‘what if’ game then sure, okay. It all depends what stage of obsession he is at.

We all know that he has lost someone really close to him and throughout his game dialogue he says some pretty sad stuff. When you find out about all of Cypher’s manipulation tactics and surveillance cams, that’s where things get messy.

After a day of rigorous back to back training with Kay-O and Phoenix, your left is completely beat and sore. Laying down on your bed you take a moment to relax before your stomach churns in an uncomfortable way forcing you to sit up.

You can’t help but feel like someone was watching you, yet you were in your own room.

This would continue until it gets out of control like the snowball effect. It would get to a point where you begin to tear your own room apart trying to find what or who was watching you.

The other protocol members take notice of the dark circles that linger under your eyes, the whiffing of shoots when merely practicing in the range, and how jittery you are when simply eating breakfast.

You know it's him, but there is nothing to do than confront him.

It would have been better if they were to just leave it alone and go along with the saying “Ignorance is bliss”, but even then the end would still be the same.

Confronting him would lead up to you knocking at his door in the middle of the night. Tears adorn your face as your eyes are swell from the excessive abuse you’ve put them through.

Sitting in a chair in front of an old fashioned chess board, sits Cypher gesturing you to take a seat across from him. Looking at the chessboard, all that there is left is a singular white king chess and a remaining black king piece in his hand. With a small tilt of his head is when you hear the dreadful word that marks the end of your fate.

“Checkmate.”

Sova:

In order to find out Sova was pulling the strings in the background, you must’ve had to look deep and hard.

Sova makes sure to cover his tracks only wanting you to know him for the honest agent who would do anything to protect his team and lead them to triumph.

When the avoiding begins to start, it takes a little while for him to notice. He is a valued agent of Protocol and Brim makes sure to deploy him on almost every mission because he is someone he can solely trust.

Once the small conversations you would have in the common area stop and all your responses are short and straight to the point is when Sova takes notice.

With a little observance and recon, he finds out how you had caught onto him. It was bound to happen eventually as it was better to confront it sooner than later and let it go on longer.

Getting ready for bed, you put on your lip balm before untucking your covers from the neatly folded position it was in. A knock on the door interrupted you before you had the chance to slide into your bed.

Letting out a small groan, you made your way to your door before sliding it open revealing the last person you wanted to see.

“May I come inside? I know it is quite late, but Brimstone wanted me to quickly deliver the notes for the next upcoming mission.”

Holding up a vanilla envelope, he gives a small awkward smile. Furrowing your eyebrows you step to the side letting the tall man step in. Closing the door you noticed Sova placed the envelope on your desk before continuing to stand there staring at you.

“Мне очень жаль, но это нужно было сделать.”

Before you could take a step back, the last thing you saw was the glow from his robotic blue eye as he drew away the used syringe.

yandere!god x reader concept

imagine…a yandere!god and the reader are both god’s.

yandere!god is not a yandere yet, but just a normal person with a healthy mindset. where the reader is in love with the yandere!god, yet the yandere!god’s heart belongs somewhere else. his heart belonging to a human girl.

yandere!god would spend countless hours of the day neglecting his god duties in order to spend time with the human girl, meanwhile the reader has to endure the heartbreak.

a war between mankind and gods erupted throughout the kingdom, sacrifice coming to play to keep peace and order throughout both worlds. reader sacrificing themself in order to stop the war and let yandere!god lives peacefully with the one they truly love. sealing herself in a tomb for her permanent slumber.

although, with love comes sacrifice.

reader’s sacrifice could only do so much and yandere!god has to give up the majority of his power in order to keep his love safe. his loss of power forcing him to age as a human would, yet his godhood kept his immortality.

yandere!god living a peaceful life with his beloved, building a home, starting a family, growing old with his spouse. life felt perfect, but he could never leave behind what he once was. watching the love of his life and offspring eventually meet their end, giving him the painful reminder of what he actually was.

TIME SKIP to centuries later to modern times, humanity and technology is booming. the rumored god who vanished from records after the war thousands of years ago. a researcher team gathered together in order to uncover the mystery of the missing god.

in a desolate wooded area, a cave overgrown with nature they find the cave of the sealed god. a gold framed glass casket laid the body of sleeping god, looking tranquil and untouched even from countless years that went by.

immediately taken by the team, the god later awakens confused on where they were and how they were awake. informed by the lead researchers of the group who seemed very passionate of his job, he explained the story in full.

news breaks out nationwide about the god who had been discovered after being sealed away by conflict once in the past, and the masses erupt in shock and disbelief.

the news travels over to yandere!god who is in complete bewilderment. he had thought you had died years ago and now you are alive? the only one in the world who knows who he actually was and not having to lie century after century about his prolonged life.

yandere!god who volunteers as one of the researchers bookkeepers and gets the position as he is just a wise old man. yandere!god who watches as the lead researcher acquaints you with modern life and the two of you becoming quite close. who knew you could be so sweet, gentle, benevolent?

yandere!god overhears your story of the one you love and why you ended up in this predicament. maybe throughout the years he had forgotten about his past lover because somehow you begin to fill her place. you had been through so much pain and suffering all because of how selfish he was. in the end he should have stuck with you, you two both being the same and truly capable of understanding each other.

yandere!god who bathes in fury as he sees the lead researcher lay his hands on you, his filthy undeserving sinful hands. how dare he? he was in the presence of a god, only gods could be worthy enough to be around each other.

yandere!god looking at himself seeing the shell of a god he used to be.

no worries, when he regains his power he’ll be able to stand proudly at your side where he should’ve been in the first place…

Can you do yandere scenario prompt #12 with narancia 🧡

sorry for the hiatus i think?? i don’t know if it was an hiatus, but um hiya im back! i luv this cute orange boy so here u go bae 🧡🫰

p.s sorry abt the ending i uh, yeah 🥹

Yandere Narancia x Reader

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The wisps of the wind blew through the opened window, the mint green drapes flowing almost majestically with the current flow of air. It was dark yet a clear night, the stars shining down onto the city of Naples gracing the building with a glowing shimmer. The waxing gibbous moon gave off an appearance of a full moon, yet it was so deceiving that others wouldn’t have noticed unless they looked really close. Purple eyes glistened, the moon turning them into a sparkling lavender hue as they stared upon the beauty of the moon.

A figure laid limp on the bed, light snores and puffs of air coming from their resting body. The figure in the room continued to stare at the sky through the window, a chair pulled up right to the windowsill. Sitting towards the backrest of the chair, they rested their head on their right hand as they carried on with their stargazing.

“Don’t you wish you could see the stars with me? The sky is beautiful, I don’t think I’ve ever seen it like this.”

Narancia sighed and slumped in the chair. His heartbeat thumping from the adrenaline and risk of being caught. Even though he knew he would never, the thought still played a role in his subconscious. He couldn’t afford to be caught, it was too soon, too soon to confess his undying love for the girl he encountered a mere month ago. It was getting harder day by day to continue sneaking out with the growing tension throughout Passione. Sure he wasn’t an high ranked official, but he wasn’t stupid enough to not know unlike Fugo’s opinion.

He was young yet it wasn’t wrong to dream of the future that would eventually come. The small scenarios and dreams gave Narancia a reason to smile at night and continue to help Bucciarati anyway possible.

Glancing over towards the sleeping girl, he slowly walked over and hovered over her peaceful face. It was times like this Narancia wondered if she dreamed of the same things he dreamt of. How she was lucky to sleep so peacefully without the worries he and his comrades had placed on his shoulders. He wanted to make the world a better place for people here even though he had no such power. Even if his stand wasn’t as powerful as Giorno’s or potent like Fugo’s, he tried his best to do as much as he could.

Reaching out softly, he took her hand in his slender calloused ones. Giving it a small squeeze, he smiled and gave a light hearted giggle. His eyes wander over her form, drinking in his one and only future lover. Narancia couldn’t help but imagine the day where he could do this and lay next to her sleeping form, cuddling soaking up the warmth both of their bodies would create. A ring would be present on her ring finger and the two would live in a well-to-do apartment made for people of the upper class.

Soon before they knew it, there would be tiny children made of the both of them running around and causing chaos the two would have to tend to. He would give his children the life they deserved, not the life he was forced into at such a young age. Narancia would make sure to take extra care of his ‘wife’ making sure she wouldn’t end up just like his mother leaving him and his father wrecked in despair.

Narancia began to hum one of his western favorites and tore his gaze towards the sky. They would sit on the balcony, together, and stare upon the same sky in each other's embrace. No more lonely nights, only nights filled with peace with only them being the other human beings in the world.

The ticking of the clock brought him out of engaging thoughts. Looking towards the clock, he let out a disappointed sigh. He had to go head back towards the shared apartment where his teammates rested. When Bucciarati rises in power would be the day that the two of you would start your new lives together.

Slipping his hand out yours, he immediately felt the warmth of his hand. The clamminess of his becoming cold from the intrusive wind. Adjusting your covers neatly back upon you, he took his leave.

Someday he hoped, someday he hoped to break this vicious cycle of a memory. For now he laid in a bed of flowers, wishing the day of both your futures would soon come.

Game over

Tw: poorly written

The cashier looks you up and down, then back at the game you were purchasing. "You sure ya' want this game?" she questioned in a judgemental tone. You scowl at her attitude, "yeah. My friend has been bugging me to get it." you weren't lying, but this wasn't the game your friend bothered you into buying. This game intrigued you more than the game you were originally meant to buy.

"Dating in Morioh Cho." the cashier reads the title out loud. Her expression changes, "ah, I remember this game. The boss found it in an old box of games. If I remember they were from Japan in the 90’s." she scans the game case and places the game into a small plastic bag.

You grab the bag and walk towards the exit, you halt your next action when the cashier shouts at you, in an attempt to grab your attention. "Hey, the game may not work. Feel free to bring it back whenever."

The breeze of the A.C greets you at the door when you enter the house. It felt so nice to be in a cool environment; the summer heat was unforgiving most of the time. No matter where you were, you found yourself melting from the sun's radiation. The only time you weren't an ice cream melting into a puddle was when you stayed inside your house, where the A.C was.

You grab cold water from the fridge and walk towards your room. As soon as the door opens you flop onto your bed, the chilly untouched sheets cool your skin. You grab the plastic GameStop bag and take out the game. The cover of the game is pretty interesting, the cover has a purple heart with an arrow piercing it, in bold letters the title says "Dating in Morioh Cho."

You open the case, hurting your fingertips in the process. Inside was a filthy disk covered in dust and smudged with fingerprints from someone's dirty hands. You take the hem of your shirt and clean it off. Now that the disk was clean, you place it into your console.

Before anything appears on the screen, sentimental music fades in setting the mood. You could only describe the music as watching the sunset with a significant other. The sky is a blend of yellow and pink, you have your head laying on their shoulder: Something nostalgic in an old romantic movie.

The opening starts and shows a Japanese school. Four options pop into the screen: Start dating, settings, new game, and chat.

You were confused why there was a chat option. This was a dating simulator. Why would you need to chat with anyone? Not wanting to think much about the weird option you press the 'start dating' option.

Narrator: Your legs start to burn as you pedal your way towards school. You needed to make it before you were tardy. Due to the rapid speed of your bike, you began to lose control. You swerve left and right to give you less of a chance of crashing or getting hit by any incoming cars. A rock in the road causes you to fly in the air; you close your eye awaiting the pain from hitting the concrete. Unexpectedly something catches you before you hit the ground.

???: are you okay?!

Narrator: you open your eyes to get a look at your Savior. He had deep blue eyes and a unique well-kept haircut. wait a minute, this was Josuke Higashikata, the most popular boy in school.

Josuke: hey, are you okay? You could have gotten hurt.

Before josuke's character's lips moved while his dialogue auto-played. But his character just looked at you in awe. "Maybe it's a glitch." Josuke's character quickly pulled itself out of its trance as his lips moved as the dialogue played.

Josuke: You're new. What's your name?

Enter name; (y/n)

You have entered the name y/n.

Josuke: wow! You have a pretty name.

Narrator: A smile expands on the teen's face, he had seen you around school a few times. This was the first time he'd ever spoken to you. He helps you onto your feet.

Josuke: Wanna walk to school. I'll carry your bicycle.

Y/n: yeah, I don't mind.

Narrator: the two of them start to walk to school, they introduce themselves to each other. They found themselves in a conversation about their interests, surprisingly they both enjoyed prince and fashion. They became so interested in the conversation they didn't notice they had already arrived at their destination.

You became obsessed with the game after a few months. The bizarre thing was no one recognized the game you spoke of. You decided to look online for the game, maybe there was a fandom. All the results google gave you told you the game ceased to exist, which confused you since you had the game, whatever.

Josuke and you had passed the friends stage, now you were on your first date. Tonino's restaurant was the first background in the game that wasn't the school. It was refreshing to have more scenery.

Josuke: I and my best friend Okuyasu used to come here often. We don't anymore, he's a phony now. All the people here are fake, except you and me.

Y/n: Don't worry JoJo, I won't leave ya'

Narrator: Josuke flushes at both the nickname and your words. He attempts to cover up his red cheeks by turning around where his back was facing you.

Josuke: thanks...It gets lonely at times.

Narrator: Not soon after Tonio arrives with a plate of spaghetti. When Tonio read your palms he decided to give you a plate of spaghetti because, in his words, "you both remind me of the tramp and the lady."

Narrator: The two ate their food, trying their best not to maintain eye contact with each other. It was a bit embarrassing they were eating from the same plate, both fighting over whom gets the next meatball.

Josuke: oh, I forgot. If you are too tired to play the game, you can chat with me. You can chat with me by clicking 'chat' in the menu.

Now it made sense for the reason the option was there. Not only that, you wouldn't have to wait for everything to load. It was clever.

Josuke: anyway, I don't think I've ever said this but-"

Narrator: Josuke shifts his position and places a hand on his cheek while he stares deeply into your eyes.

Josuke: you're beautiful. Everything about you is; your hair, smile, eyes. Hell, I really think that (band name) shirt is cute on ya'.

You paused at the mention of your shirt. How'd he know what shirt you were wearing? You carried on with the game. To you, it could have been some bizarre coincidence. 

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Every day after school, you and Josuke chated online. He was fun to converse with. You wanted to talk to him more than you wanted to speak with your actual friends. Embarrassing as it was, you started to develop a crush on Josuke. But in your defense, Josuke seemed so human. He responded to your massages felt like a random teen boy who definitely wasn't a video game character.

The more time you spent with Josuke, the more Josuke became...obsessive. If you didn't reply to Josuke's texts he'd text you every two seconds, "y/n why aren't you talking to me?" "Stop talking to that asshole and talk to me!" "Who are you with?" These questions and texts freaked you out. How would he know you were talking to a guy?!

Random times you would find your computer screen on with Josuke staring dead at you. Did you leave the game on unconsciously?

Even though you had already looked up the game and got no results, you had to look up Josuke's name. Many articles popped up. From reading most of the articles, you got the story. Josuke Higashikata was a student in Morioh Cho. One day he vanished with no trace left behind.

Your eyes widened when you saw an image of the boy. Josuke looked just like the Josuke in the game.

This game was possessed. That was all you needed to take it back to the GameStop.

You paced around in circles in your room while you clutched your phone. "Gamestop is closed?!" you repeated your friend's words in disbelief. "They don't close today!" this situation was freaking you out. All you wanted to do was get rid of this cursed game. "Fine, I can wait. I'll get rid of the game tomorrow." with that, the conversation was over.

You walked over towards your computer with the game case in hand. You reached over to the disc but stopped when you saw the computer screen in the corner of your eye. "Josuke...?"

Josuke stood still as he watched you, his chest lifted up and then down like he was breathing. His eyes held no sign of life in them, which scared you. "Y/n, what are you planning to do tomorrow?" Josuke spoke for the first time. His voice was pixelated and hard to understand.

By instinct, you rushed to unplug the computer. When you looked back at the computer, Josuke hadn't left his spot. He seemed more pissed off than he was before. "You're taking the game back, aren't you." he grits his teeth. "How are you talking to me?!" you asked searching around for something to whack the computer. “I’m a real person y/n. I’m imprisoned in here.” You began to back away from the computer once you realized Josuke was getting closer.

Josuke’s hand extended out until his hand came out of the computer screen. His pixelated hand turned into a fleshy hand. He was coming out of your computer! You flew to the door, slammed it open, and raced down the flight of stairs.

Josukes shouts of your name were close, you couldn't care. You made it to the front door, “How?!” you cried out. The door was boarded up. You obviously didn't do it. Was Josuke always able to leave the computer?

You didn't have time to think. Josuke’s stomping was getting closer by the minute. Running out of choices, you hid in the laundry room. You open the dryer and crawl inside. It was uncomfortable. But you could deal with it.

It had been a while since you had heard Josuke. How long? Possibly about 15 minutes. Your legs were sore from the cramped space you had been sitting in, and all you wanted to do was escape and stretch. You decided to escape through the window upstairs. You reached over to open the dryer until you heard the sound of knocking.

“Babe, I know you're in here. Be good and come out. I promise your punishment won't be as bad.”

u still here?

i am very much still here.

i just haven’t been active because i’ve had a busy past year. i had graduated, dealt with family things, and spent quite a bit in europe. i didn’t have much time as i see this as a outlet and hobby.

i do apologize for not being active, but i have settled with my current life and now have the time to start writing again.

thank you for anyone who is still here and reads my work!

i love you all and appreciate you sm ❤️