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nevadas-night-time-novelist · 16 hours

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Auditor, Phobos, 2BDamned and Sanford with a reader that overworks themselves. Prioritizing work over mental and physical health, pushing themselves to their breaking point, skipping meals and only getting a few hours of sleep. I just need these four in particular to tell me to take care of myself and care about me argggh

Overworked reader

Audi, Phobos, Doc, Sanford

CW: bit of a mental spiral on San's end, ends well tho.

Burnouts a bitch man, don't wear yourself thin over shit, y'hear?

Auditor

"Are the chef's meals not to your liking?" You nearly jumped out of your seat when Auditor's ghostly whisper filled your ear. Casting your aching, tired eyes from your paperwork at the once hot meal, still arranged with care on the plate, completely untouched from the moment it left the kitchen.

"Oh, no. Of course not. They're good, don't worry." You offered him a weak smile. "I'll have it later, I just need to finish this up." Audi's eyes narrowed as you gestured meekly to your desk, piled high with reports, cloning records, casualty tallies, and other such boring admin work.

"It's cold." He grumbled, spinning your chair to face him, hands on his hips. "You're going to really hurt yourself and burn out if you keep pulling these awkward hours. Don't think I haven't noticed you slipping from our bed to come back to this. Did you forget how light a sleeper I am?"

Audi's stern demeanour dropped as your features fell, already feeling low because of how your body was struggling, now having your boss/lover add to that. "I just need to be able to keep up with you. What use am I really if I can't handle a fraction of the work you do?"

His hand rested under your chin, thumb delicately stroking your cheek. "You could never keep up with me, my flame, I was made to handle this. You're just a delicate mortal, you do more than enough without stressing yourself trying to level with me. Allow me to finish this later, mea vita, you are going to get a hot, fresh meal while I draw a bath for us, and after you will get the rest your body needs. That's an order, from your employer, understood?"

"Yes, but-"

He cut you off. "No 'ifs, ands, or buts,' You are going to hurt yourself, and I refuse to allow anyone to hurt you, even self inflicted pain. I, as your partner and boss, will clear this burden for you. When I asked for your best, I meant the best you can consistently handle, not this. You're not yourself, and I command you seek out that old self that I fell for and bring them back to me instantly."

Phobos

Being the director's lover had essentially no downsides, nobody spoke a bad word around you, people helped you far more than before, not to mention the adoration of the most powerful figure in the physical realm. However, that same man would often breathe down your neck, commanding you to stay by his side constantly.

Phobos relished in you, watching you, listening to you, being around you. He wished to be adored equally in return, however your work proved to be a distraction from him. He was... a tad obsessive, but how could he not be? He's a god, it was only right you'd devote yourself to him and him alone.

"Leave that alone will you? Your god requires your attention." A large clawed hand rested on your shoulder, the other pulling down his bandages from his mouth. "Your recent neglect of me is not going unnoticed, dear."

You rubbed your aching eyes, staring at a computer screen all day and most of the night irritated them. "I'm sorry Bo, but there's a lot of work that needs reviewing, I've got weeks of backlog to go through, and Christoff, Crackpot and Gonne have all submitted new reports today with pages and pages of intel to go through."

His hands wrapped around your middle, he lifted you up and took your place on the chair, resting you in his far more comfortable lap. "Bah, they're not worthy of your time. I'll command someone else to do it, the short fat one, whatever his name is. He enjoys paperwork and the like."

"Hofnarr is no doubt as swamped as I am." He took your face in one of his hands, his cracked and damaged lips pressing against your cheek.

"Someone else then, if it pleases you. Whatever it takes for you to spend time with me." You leaned into him, your back pressing against his chest, and he emitted a deep purr. "I am a god amongst men, dear, I don't beg for what I desire. I take it. And yet I allow you this honour. So please..."

Your stomach rumbled against his hand. "Harumph! Neglecting yourself as much as you've neglected me?! How dare you, enough is enough. I command you take care of yourself!" Phobos picked you up with ease, holding you level to his eye. To anyone else, he'd be holding them by their collar, or neck to meet his gaze, but with you, he was softer. A hand under your rump and the other on your back, supporting your weight comfortably.

"You are the lover of a god, think how pitiful it would look if I can't even take care of my equal? You stand above others, the right hand of my throne. Your duties have changed, lesser beings will take charge of them. Your only priorities are yourself and me, and the family we will create." Phobos snapped his fingers, and one of the guards at the door came forward.

"See to it that the chefs prepare your God's favourites, find someone to take their duties on and allow them to be truly indulged as they should be." Phobos looked back to you, his eye narrowing. "I will tear this world asunder for you, and build it up as you desire. I will give you anything your heart pines for, never again shall you be run ragged like this."

Phobos was self assured, a god of the highest order, surrounded by weaker, lesser beings. And yet here he was, begging at your altar. He wished you'd devote yourself equally to worshipping you as he did, and he would make damn sure that happened.

2BDamned

3 AM. Doc was in the kitchen, boiling some water over the stove. Hank has smashed the coffee maker earlier in the day, said he'd accidentally dropped the thing, yet couldn't explain the crowbar in his hands. Doc gritted his teeth, damn Wimbleton, making his hard job harder with their stupid thoughtless actions.

He had no doubt the fool had burned themselves on the machine and gone overboard against the poor helpless thing in revenge. Now here he stood, using the stove to make both his coffee and his snack. Instant noodles, his saving grace in the world. Easy to prepare, quick to eat, and filling.

With bleary, tired eyes, you wandered into the dim kitchen, hearing Doc grumbling to himself about 'Getting that moron to find another working machine or he'll have his spine inserted upside down next time.'

"Hey sweetheart." Yawning and setting your tablet down, you wrapped your arms around his midriff and leaned your face into his back. One hand pulled way from the stove, running down your arm before resting atop your hand, feeling the ring around your finger.

"You should be asleep, love." Doc murmured, his animosity towards Hank gone in the wind. You inhaled deeply, basking in his familiar scent.

"I could say the same to you, Kyle." He let out a soft 'Hm.', agreeing without agreeing. You were right, of course. "Debugging with Dei was going well, till he nodded off. San came by on one of his usual bathroom breaks and picked him up."

Doc poured the water into his noodle cup. "You want some coffee?" He took your favourite mug out of the cupboard.

"I thought you wanted me to sleep." You teased tiredly.

"You're my spouse. I know you well enough to know that's not gonna happen anytime soon, even if I would like it if you did." He tossed some powdered milk into the cups along with the beans. "We don't have any sugar left I'm afraid, or sweetener. It's become so scarce these days. Ration packages can't even supply a tiny packet anymore."

"I can get sugar anytime I've got you around." Doc smiled and turned off the hob, turning around to pull you into his arms. "Can I get some now?"

As far as you two were concerned, nothing else existed, everything except what was in both your arms was null and void. He tilted his head down slightly, lips catching yours softly. Butterflies fluttered in your tummy, they flared up every time your husband kissed you.

You rested your head on his chest, it was rare you two had a truly private moment together, as much as you both tried. Being enemies of the state was hard work, who'd have thought?

"You should really lay down dear." Your eyes fluttered open, and you looked up to him. You hadn't even realised you'd started dozing off in his arms.

"No, I've got work to do." You yawned, and Doc chuckled softly.

"You're really stubborn sometimes, you know that?" He picked up both coffees and his noodles. "Tell you what, grab your tablet and we can get cosy in bed together. Work can wait until later, I think we've overdue some private couple time."

Nestled in the crook of Doc's arm felt like the safest place in the world, even with coffee in your system, you couldn't help but fall asleep with him. Trust and love deep rooted, he was your sanctuary.

And damn it, he was going to get you into a healthier sleep routine.

Sanford

It'd been a couple weeks since you'd seen Ford, Doc had sent him off on recon work with Deimos and a splinter group from a faction allied with the SQ, they'd been on the other side of Nevada having heard whispering of something dangerous settling out there.

Two weeks of silence left you anxious, pacing around often, skipping meals and staying up into the early hours of the morning. Longing makes the heart sick, and a sick heart makes the body weak.

The only think you could do to keep your mind occupied was cleaning out the gun stash, checking over the stocked rounds repeatedly, despite the numbers never changing, cleaning already dirt and grime free steel.

A scrubbing brush in hand, you scraped at one of the many swords Hank had salvaged, violently jolting the bristles back and forth over either rust, or really crusted on blood just above the hilt.

Doc usually kept you in the loop of long jobs, sometimes you'd even be in walkie talkie range of your partner and could hear his voice. He could be hurt, he could be dead, you'd be none the wiser, and that was maddening.

Of course you weren't needy and dependant on him, that'd be too much, but just a sign he was okay would've been enough to give you peace of mind. It's the not knowing that drove you to dark places.

Bang!

You jumped in your seat as the front door slammed. "Baby, you here? I'm back." Dropping the blade, you got to you feet and rushed to the door.

"Sanford, you're okay?!" You leaped into his arms, and he caught you easily. Oh sweet security, your world had come home to you safely.

"Yeah babe," San leaned back slightly to get a good look at you, his loving gaze turning to concern. "uh, hope you don't mind me sayin' doll/stud, but you look like hell." His hands brushed over your hair. "...When did you last shower?"

Suddenly you felt rather embarrassed, it'd been a.... couple days at least. Probably about a week since you'd stopped properly taking care of yourself. Swapping meals out for multiple junk snacks, a fucked up sleeping schedule consisting of occasional naps but mostly anxious pacing and activity.

"Uhm..." That was an answer enough for him.

"Baby," Sanford rubbed his cheek, clearing off some dust from his face. "you need to take care of yourself." He sighed and took off his sunglasses. "Have you even been eating properly?"

You didn't meet his gaze. "Okay. Tell you what," He took off his dirty tank top and tossed it aside. "I'll pull out something from the freezer, shove it in the oven while we get a nice shower, and then we can eat and get some rest." Just being near him, hearing his melodic voice again was enough to bring you to a sense of normalcy.

Sanford was fine, he was alive, he was here.

"Things have just been a bit... off without you." You sighed, clinging to his frame, almost afraid if you let him go, he'd run off for another two weeks, or longer. "Sorry, it's just been a lot to deal with, not knowing where you were, if you were safe... It's been hard."

"I get it. I do, I really do," Sanford had his own experiences with deep depression, despite being the large stoic type, the horrors of war, what he and his friends had to do to get an advantage against everything haunted him. "fight, flight, freeze is a real thing, but you can't just shut down baby. You gotta keep fightin, keep yourself in good shape 'cause it's a scary world out there."

"I know. It's easier said than done though." Sanford pulled out a tray of his legendary frozen mac n cheese, you hadn't checked the freezer since he'd left, otherwise that would've been long gone. You didn't know how he did it, but it was godly each time he made it.

"I get that." He shoved the tray into the oven, flicking switches to heat up the frozen dish. "You gotta change how you think, baby." You watched him take off his bandanna, revealing his hair. Or lack thereof.

"You shaved your head?" Usually he'd grow out his hair, style it into long locs and keep them tied back and under his bandanna, but once in a blue moon he'd get bored of maintaining them, and shave it off to start again.

Sanford ran a hand over his scalp, feeling the small curls starting to reappear. "Yeah, easier than trying to keep it clean out there. Dusty as hell." His hands came to rest on your shoulders, turning you to the bathroom. "No bother, I've got your hair to care for now. I'mma spoil you rotten."

Years of caring for his baby siblings had taught the beefcake that just telling someone what to do usually didn't help, but doing it along side them helped solidify the action. He'd help you get cleaned up, get back to eating proper food and getting proper sleep.

He needed to fall into the routine too, sleeping rough in trucks was a pain in his back, and access to his comfy old bed would do him wonders to getting decent sleep again. A full belly and his favourite person in the entire world cuddling into his pecs definitely helped too.

Yes, he needed this just as much as you did.

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saltymongoose · 4 months

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ok i have a request: phobos with a shy player who hides behind him to avoid talking to people. extra bonus points if they also tend to get overstimulated and will just hang out in his office because they know nobody will disturb them

Of course! Here you go Anon, Happy New Year! <3

Phobos' Reaction to a Shy!Player

(TW: Yandere, Obsessive Behavior, Referenced Violence)

The moment you first show some signs of extreme shyness, Phobos’ concern is obvious. The sight of you ducking behind him when two of his agents passed by made him wonder if they'd committed the sin of scaring you in some way.

He’ll ask you about it in a soft manner, ever polite and gentlemanly. “Have my men done anything to make you wary, Your Grace? I assure you, I’ll punish them appropriately for their transgression, whatever it might be."

(Perhaps he was a little too convinced that they did something. But the Director couldn’t stand for anyone or anything making you too scared to be there at the Nexus’ headquarters, too scared to be near him. Plus, he couldn’t stand it if these nobodies made his organization look bad to you. Not when all of this was for your favor.)

You wave your hands and try to assuage his concern, explaining that you were just a bit overwhelmed by others’ attention and that his personnel weren’t at fault for anything. (Luckily for them.) The Director merely hummed in response, but you could tell he was put at ease by the way his hand fell from the pommel of the sword at his side.

After that, however, Phobos learns to appreciate your shyness each time it rears its head. The way it causes you to go to him for comfort is something he can’t help but adore, not only because it serves him with that attention from you he so craves, but also because it shows just how much you trust him.

Really, it’s enough to make him swoon. Witnessing his God showing so much faith in him and his capabilities, seeing how you go to him and him alone for comfort—it's far more than any simple vessel of yours could hope for.

Phobos will do his best to ensure that you never regret your choice, and he’ll be infinitely welcoming and understanding whenever you feel the need to escape from others’ attention.

He’ll place himself between you and anyone else who enters your vicinity, acting as a barrier should you not want to spend your time mingling with his lessers. (Besides, he really doesn’t think that they deserve an inkling of your attention anyway, even if they are his underlings.)

If you do decide to socialize, he’ll try to keep you close regardless. He figures it would be best to do so in case anyone tries to get too comfortable around you or dares to upset you.

Needless to say, the workers of the Nexus Core are never truly at ease whenever they’re around you; it’s impossible to be. Not when their Director is leering in their direction like he’s a second away from violently lunging at them. And they honestly believe Phobos enjoys the discomfort they feel around him. (And they’d be right.)

On the off chance that Phobos cannot accompany you, he’ll have one of his officers do it instead (likely a Tower Guard or another one of his more powerful units). They’ll be under strict orders concerning their treatment of you, of course.

Phobos absolutely loves it when you hide away in his office to get some proper peace and quiet. Just being able to look up from his work and see you lazing about on the seat closest to his or reading a book he’s gifted you makes him feel all the more warm in your presence. Perhaps it’s the joy of being in your sphere, or simply the gratefulness he has that you chose him and his place as your getaway, but the butterflies in his chest can’t seem to die down when you’re so close.

He’ll encourage you to stay more often and for longer each time you drop by. Phobos will also use a myriad of reasons to try to convince you if you hesitate; whether it be his need for your tactical knowledge or him “accidentally” ordering someone to bring your favorite snacks/drink to his office before you even entered. Either way, you’ll find yourself having some obligation to spend more time with him. Not like you mind it that much; Phobos is surprisingly good company (to you, at least), and it stops you from having to mingle with others when you don’t wish to.

Overall, Phobos is surprisingly soft and doting when faced with your shyness - even affectionate (and clingy) at times. However, that's to be expected; it's a side only you could ever bring out of him, after all. For the Director of the Nexus Core, treating you any different would be a crime worthy of the worst consequences imaginable.

#tw: yandere #i ❤️ anons #my writing #samau #self aware m:pn au #player!reader #yandere madcom #yandere madness combat #madness combat x reader #madcom x reader #yandere phobos #phobos x reader

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headlessjest · 6 months

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How about some romantic stuff!! Some of y'all need your romance.

Hanging out HCs

Ft: Hank, Deimos, Sanford, Jedediah, Tricky, Sheriff, 2BDamned, Phobos, and Auditor.

Hank:

・I think y'all would probably just stay home.

・You both just had a very stressful mission, so why not relax back at the apartment.

・They'll probably watch TV with you with the few tv stations Nevada can have.

・Cuddling is something he can do with you too. Just on bed or on the couch and just cuddle.

・There will be a couple times where he just lays on the ground with you and wonder what the hell happened to this place.

・"(Name)... Thank you.."

Deimos:

・Going out and eating Burger Gil's!

・Deimos just wants to enjoy his favorite food place with you.

・This can also be an excuse to to eat at Gil's in general, but it's nice to do it with you.

・When y'all are done at eating at Gil's, maybe a quick trip to the bakery.

・He threw up the Burger Gil's on the way there so you had to carry him back home.

・"That burger was sure good, but you're just as good."

Sanford:

・Alright, endless stary night, blanket, and you two. That's how it's gonna go.

・Just you two hanging out on a hill and looking up on the stary night, relaxing.

・There will be a few times bandits will try and get you two, but that's why y'all brought guns to this evening.

・Other than getting interrupted by bandits and a couple of zeds, this hangout is wonderful for the both of you.

・You accidentally fell asleep during this, but Sanford didn't mind carrying you back.

・"Thank you for this time, sweetie.."

Jedediah:

・Going scavenger hunting.

・Jedediah surprisingly enjoys collecting stuff. It calms him down, and doing it with you makes him extra calm.

・You'll probably find a old coin or a rock with a cool texture and look to it and dash back to Jeb to show him.

・He also sometimes finds cool looking rocks and gives them to you. Like penguins.

・After going around and finding some cool stuff, you and Jeb head back home and organize all the stuff you both found.

・"These are beautiful, darling.. Just like you."

Tricky:

・Y'all go partying.

・I think y'all would also listen to your both favorite songs when partying. (His being all ICP songs and the chicken dance remix.)

・I think after the partying stuff is over with, y'all kinds just head back home and relax after the long night.

・If you get overwhelmed at the party, Tricky will notice and try to find a way to calm you down.

・Other than that y'all actually have a great time.

・"CL0WN L0V3S Y0U!!!1!1!"

Sheriff:

・I think y'all would hang out at a nice bar. (If possible that is..)

・I think he took you to the bar in the first place because it was the easiest place to go without him freaking the fuck out and being horrified.

・Also, because he's been busy lately and wanted to spend time with you.

・He might also get a little drunk from drinking too much.

・You also had to drag him back home.

・"Darlin'... When do you get so beautiful/handsome?"

2BDamned:

・Y'all also stay home.

・He just wants to relax with you and just hang out in bed. Nothing much really.

・He also is just a little stressed with everything, so relaxing with you seems like a perfect thing for the time being.

・I think y'all would also watch a quick movie for fun. Like a older movie from the later 90s and early 2000s.

・Other than that, relaxing with you makes his day better, no matter what.

・"This means a lot to me, (Name).. Thank you.."

Phobos:

・I think he would dance with in his office.

・The red lighten room and the slow jazz playing in the background, just you two slow dancing for the joy of it.

・Phobos made sure that no one would bother you both during this. I mean, quite literally.

・I think during this, you might doze off a bit from the slow atmosphere.

・Phobos does notice this and y'all get ready for bed.

・"Tonight was lovely.. We should do this again.."

Auditor:

・I think y'all just hang out and watch cat videos all night long.

・Most romantic thing I've ever heard.

・I think you both would also hold eachothers hand during too. Auditors love language is physical touch. (Somehow..)

・Another thing is that whenever you both see a cat that reminded of you both, you would point it out.

・This also made you both question about getting a cat.

・"Hm, a fur baby seems nice."

I'm absolutely shaking rn. Ate an entire tub of coffee icecream, also mixed with the excitement of watching the fnaf movie tomorrow!!!!

-Jester

#madness combat x reader #madcom x reader #hank j. wimbleton x reader #deimos x reader #sanford x reader #jebus x reader #sheriff x reader #tricky x reader #2bdamned x reader #phobos x reader #auditor x reader #Hhhhh #I finally made a romantic hc thingy!!!

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abstract-crossverse · 2 years

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phobos doodle

#madness combat #madcom #maskdraws #madness combat x reader #my drawings #madness project nexus #madcom phobos #madness phobos #phobos x reader #director phobos x reader #director phobos

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macaroon-chill · 2 years

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Saranghae, Phobos..

inspired by: https://youtu.be/4iWk0r7GblQ

It's been awhile since i've posted anything and this also took me 3 days to finish due to being unmotivated sczdgh ⊂(・﹏・) Will sure try to be more active here!

#self aware m:pn au #madness project nexus #madness combat x reader #phobos x reader #madness combat

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imjustheremam · 7 months

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Can you do a Yandere Phobos general headcanon please?

Ok!! Phobos you god complex freak I'm coming for you!!

READ REEAD!!! Warnings: this is a Gender Neutral reader, Obsession, he has God complex, kidnapping, Murder, PDA, Possessive, Manipulation and Forced relationship, Threats, Suggestive things, Forced kissing, Biting, punishment and torture.

PHOBOS

Ok... I honestly hope you die really soon or leave Nevada really soon because good lord this dude is the WORST...

If its You that made this man obsessed with you, I need you leave Nevada and never come back!! But if it's someone else then your lucky...

Phobos is the type of yandere to force his obsession into a relationship even if means he has to break them...

Now remember Phobos has god-complex so this man well makes sure you worship him even if your different....

If your a scientist, agent, soldat, engineer, or an enemy to him... he doesn't give two shits he WILL make you worship him...

He is obsessed with you aswell as possessive with you...

Now he won't stalk you... but...will send his agents and soldats after you and his minions will be questioning there purpose after spying on you...

Poor minions have to deal with phobos stupid obsession and commands...anyway...

If he sees you with your friends, say bye bye because the moment phobos sees them they will be nothing more than food for the crows...

Phobos will send his minions to kill your friends. Oh wait is your friend one his minions...guess what BAM!! They're gone...

Now when phobos had enough of spying on you for too long, he will send his minions to kidnap you. But depending how you act...

...You might get beat up for trying to resist...and Phobos will be angry as fuck...

And yes he will punish them....

Now after the kidnapping, he will keep you very close to him where you belong...

remember Phobos has god complex...yeah he also wants you to give him all the attention and worship him like the God he is...

But if you dare to give one of his scientist like crackpot or other attention he will ruin the moment by just either sending them away or straight killed them right infront of you....

Yea you have no friends...but that o- yea that is not ok...

Anyway if you been a good girl/boy/grunt he will reward you with affection and cuddles, he will even spoil you and probably secretly worship but unnoticed by everyone including you...

Oh but if you don't act like one, he will punish you and punishments are horrible like God damn you won't survive...

Also I need you to kiss him before he grabs you head and kisses you roughly because it's fucking scary and I know it...

He likes to bite you on your shoulder because it's probably the best place for him to show that he owns you and no one else....NO ONE ELSE...

now threats is not even a threat...it's a FACT, if you ever disobeyed him and act like a "bitch" this man will threatened you saying he will punish you and actually will do it... so behave...

Now you be force to be his little goddess, pet, or servant... depending on how you act... but hey atleast he spoils you...if you behave

Ok he will do PDA... like literally... but I don't like to talk about that so were gonna skip it....

Now Manipulation is something else... because it depends on how things go

if he had kidnapped you first, Manipulation won't work on you that much but you being in harms away, his words might persuade you...

Now if it was before he kidnapped you, I believe he would have easily have you wrap around his fingers, even if you work for the enemy he still gonna have it is way why? Because his a G O D

"Don't disobey me... pet/servant, you don't wanna end up like the others...do you?...so be a good pet/servant and obey your god..."

Bonus player and Viewer:

Now you probably know about a few aus about player, except for viewer that a new au I made up...

For Player being a world of madness that has godly powers is too much so this is what I would think of player

Is player(aka you) would have some ability like able to control the main 4 and others like puppets and can use cheat codes...

but even that power can't save you from phobos obsession...

But lucky for player they can control the main 4 and others, making him struggle more and probably would die trying to get to you...

Phobos wouldn't worship you why? Because their can only be one true god here and thats... him

instead he would force you into a relationship even if you disagree... but the relationship his going to be violent one...

Player may be able to use cheat codes but phobos will always get them back

Now Viewer

Despite you being a "God" in their world, your still a fragile human and phobos knows...

He even might try to break the game rules if he has to...

Viewer(aka you, again) isn't from the game we all know but the cartoon series we all know, as their ability is to rewind or go forward like a viewer...

Viewer can pause and move around but can't move the characters in the series...

However, when player pauses the game they can't move only go on menu but, for viewer it's quite the opposite...

But unlike player being called a God, viewer is call a parasite or a unknown entity in their cartoon world...

Now phobos can easily take advantage of viewer because viewer can't fight back...

But phobos would also be enraged, because viewer can just rewind the video and basically not let phobos capture them...

But then again viewers are more weaker and fragile than player, and it takes them like a few minutes or more to pause or rewind the video...

Just like any other phobos he wants you to worship him and force you into a relationship but it would be more of a... crazier than the game version of phobos...

Both phobos are the same but cartoon would be the worst...trust me viewer can fight or do anything so if viewer is trapped and can't use their rewind ability...their fucked...

Yeah now it's time for me to work on one-shot Sanford. I hope you like it if not then sorry to disappoint you buddy... here have a gif:

#madness combat x reader #madness combat headcanons #madcom x reader #madness combat x player #madness combat x viewer #phobos x reader #yandere madness combat #yandere phobos x reader #madness combat phobos x reader #phobos x you #phobos x y/n

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idyat · 4 months

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Phobos x reader

Rude >:(

Requested on Wattpad

Also note that there is already a similar Phobos oneshot on Tumblr out of coincidence, so yeah, just a heads-up

Summary: Director Phobos does not stand for any disrespect towards Nexus Core's god emperor. Unfortunately for him, there seems to be a special case...

Warnings: One mention of torture, violent threats

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Scientists and guards glanced as their Director strided through the halls. He looked angry today, footsteps even louder than usual and fists clenching behind his back. Nobody dared to ask what happened, not only because of his unspoken policy of "don't speak unless spoken to or if it's important" towards the lower ranking employees, but also simply because unlike most politicians he could actually kill them before they even notice.

Besides, even if he didn't, he would still be way too embarassed to admit the source of his frustration.

A civilian.

That's it. That's all there is. Not even anyone working directly for him, just some random citizen that seemed to take pleasure in getting on his nerves.

Whether that be ignoring every speech he gives out or every rule he imposes, and they always found a technicality to go around to avoid punishement. It threatened his public image occasionally, and piereced right through his over-inflated ego everytime.

They outsmarted him in the simplest of things and if that didn't make his blood boil I tell you.

And the worst thing? He couldn't bring himself to punish them for it.

It's not like he didn't want to, on the contrary, he should have sliced their head clean off long ago, but for SOME reason, he couldn't.

"Director?"

Maybe it was them playing with legal loopholes again that made him feel like they were untouchable, maybe they were actually trying to play mind games on HIM out of all people...

"Uhm...Director Sir..."

There was just...something about them, their shitty little smile, the way they talked to him so casually...

"Directooor..."

He hated it. He hated them.

"DIRECTOR PHOBOS!"

"Gah!" Phobos whipped around, snapping out of his thoughts to angrily look at the employee whp just yelled at him.

"Who do you think you are to yell at your lord like that?!"

"This is the fifth time I've tried talking to you Sir! Do you even know where you've been walking this whole time?!"

The dictator looks around him. Huh. In fact he DIDN'T know where he was going, he was on autopilot as he was thinking about that damn grunt.

"...What do you want anyways vermin." He avoided accidentally showing his embarrassement by asking a question.

"We got a delivery at the front door."

"Get someone else to take care of it. I'm busy." Busy walking to nowhere thinking about some random ass person.

"It needs your signature."

Phobos heavily sighed.

"Fine. Now get out of my sight George."

"My name is Ben."

"Whatever. You all look the same."

Ben left as he grumbled something, leaving his boss to start walking himself to the entrance at which deliveries to the Nexus Core were, well, delivered.

On his way there, he thought about how most of his workers truly do look the same. While yes, he was the one to impose the uniform, they could at least make an effort to stylize their hair or whatever. Maybe if the employees took inspiration from HIM, they'd be a little more-

"..."

"...Hi-"

"What are you doing here."

Phobos interrupted as he stared at the very same person he's been thinking about the entire day, the same one that has been consistently mocking and disrespecting him for way too long, standing outside the door with a package in hand.

"First of all, it's rude to interrupt pe-"

"Answer me."

They silently stared at him with a 'bitch' expression for a second before answering.

"The usual delivery guy got sick. So I'm taking his job until he feels better. Happy little accident huh?"

He glares at them and their cheeky grin as he brutally grabs the notepad and pen out of their hands and starts signing.

...

...very long signature he has...

..................

"...Is the drawing of you on a throne really ne-"

"Yes."

"Stop interrupting me! It's rude!" Are they really talking to their god emperor as if he was a stupid child? That piece of shit!

"You're rude. Now scra- ahem. Leave at once."

The smile on their face only gets larger.

"Imagine calling someone rude and then telling them to scram. Not like it'll be possible anyway, I have like 3 other people in this building I need to deliver stuff to. So unless you want to play delivery boy to them, I'm going to have to come inside."

Phobos' eye twitches. What kind of plot convenient badly written gacha life coincidence stupidity is this?! He's not humiliating himself like this! He can just go back to his office and use the intercom!

"I'll send a message to them. Who are you looking for?"

"Huh. This is probably the most polite you've been to me so far. I've got a Christoff, a Hoffnar, and a Crackpot."

"Oh...That stupid Crackpot is never going to want to come in here..."

He heavily sighed as he rubbed his eye. They don't know who that Crackpot is, but they sure as hell make their boss sound exhausted.

He stared a little more at the subsitute delivery person, before making a hard decision.

"You're coming with me in my office. Anywhere else would disturb my employees work."

Not sure how just standing around would disturb any work, but they just shrugged and accepted it as they followed Phobos back to the top of the tower.

"...And I've tried to be polite with you before, but you insisted on being a disrespectful little fool. So you only have yourself to blame."

"I know."

They eventually reached the elevator, which was great for the director as there was no one in there to look at the two of them weirdly or to judge him when he slightly drops his fancy talk and posture. Sure, he liked it, but it's way less natural from time to time, especially when all he wants to do is curse the gods he wishes so desperately to be for putting THIS person next to him.

"...Say, why doesn't Crackpot want to go to the delivery and storage room?"

"Fuck if I know. This man never makes sense."

...

"What did they order anyway?"

Might as well make some small talk if they're going to stay at the top of a very tall tower for some time.

"Let me check...Some religious things, christmas lights, a furby, there's also a bunch of Slaughter Time merch and clown themed stuff for one of them."

"I'm not surprised. They're all clowns."

"Woah, you talk about your employees like that?"

"If you had to deal with them all day every day, you would too."

"No I wouldn't."

He turns his head when they say that. How can they know that so well? They can't just expect all their reactions to be oh so pure, when they hadn't spent even a day in the science tower!

And even if they wouldn't talk shit about anyone behind their backs that...that would....well that would be pretty impressive honestly. At least to Phobos.

But before he could say anything, the elevator doors opened to his big private office's floor (because as cool as it was to have an open office watching lower beings work for you, it wasn't the best option for privacy, even less so when you had such a DISRESPECTFUL fellow with you).

Next they go into his office, he calls the top 3 scientists to go to his office, yada yada yada not very interesting stuff, he also took the occasion to sign some paperwork with that criminally long and complicated signature of his.

"...Why didn't you just let me stand in front of the storage room. Does that Crackpot just not want to get close to it in any way?"

He suddenly stopped writing (although with that signature it was closer to drawing really).

He didn't think of that.

He didn't say anything, he just went back to his work, although he seemed a little more tense, and his eye had squinted a bit, to which they quietly chuckled before looking around the room.

It was a very impressive one at that. Large with an entire wall replaced by a red-tinted window offering view to the city, and although it was more empty than the average person would expect it to be, especially for the leader of Nexus Core, there were still a few shelves, tables and frames displaying many medals, fancy paintings of the director displaying just how self-absorbed he was, as well as some trophies, almost all gold for one plastic exception that was for some sort of school theatre club thingy. Huh, cute.

Both Phobos and the subsitute delivery person turned their head when someone knocked on the door. That someone was the main scientist of the project, who was given his package, albeit not without flashing a strange look on the two people in front of him.

And then he left. Leaving them alone in the room once again.

It took a little bit of time, but eventually, the civil started talking to Phobos. And even if the director was quiet and reluctant at first, it was surprising how well things were going after a few minutes. It started off with snarky remarks and passive-aggressive jokes, before eventually turning into more general talk about eachother's interests and how the author doesn't know how to write a good story like what the fuck is this idyat.

And then, a certain Hofnarr came by and picked up his clown objects and Slaughter Time™ merch, also giving his boss a weird look because of the errand boy standing right next to him for some reason, plus the fact the two seemed to have been having a quite pleasant conversation before he arrived, which is absolutely out of character for the dictator.

To be honest, Phobos himself was surprised. Just a few minutes ago, he wanted to chop this person's head off like they were french royalty, but now he was sitting there, willingly listening to their voice and responding as he was working. It wasn't normal, it just wasn't. And yet here he was, genuinely taling pleasure in hearing about whatever anecdotes this random fool had to talk about.

Although they clearly didn't stop with their attempts at teasing him in between people entering and leaving the office, reminding him of just how much they love annoying him.

Then Crackpot comes in.

Except when picking up his package, he didn't stop at a simple questionning glance.

"Hey, Sir, who is that?"

He asked his boss, making him raise his head from his work.

"Take a guess, doctor."

Oh, he seemed in a bad mood. Would usually be more professional. Well, it wasn't complivated to guess who they were, the true question really was...

"But why are they here though?"

The director slightly tightened his grip on his pen, the embarassement and realisation of how stupid this situation was from earlier coming back. He glared at his employee.

However, the intimidation that glare was supposed to inspire didn't seem to get by, as Crackpot seemed to have had another type of reaction instead.

"Oooooooohohohoho...I see...I see..."

He snickered with a voice waaay too cheeky to be having an innocent assumption.

The two people in front of the scientist stared at him with a confused look.

"See what?" Said the delivery person, Phobos just ignored it and leaned back on his work.

"Oh, nothing! Absolutely nothing my friend! Just...I guess I found the answer to my question by myself!"

He was clearly trying to keep himself from laughing.

"Leave."

The sudden and oddly loud order of the director made the two others in the room jump. But you could still hear the smile in the excentric scientist's voice as he left.

"Alright! I'll just leave you two to it now!"

And he closed the door.

"Huh. I like that guy."

Phobos turned his head to that.

"Oh, you do?"

"I just think he's neat."

They then looked back at him, a frin on their face.

"Now, should I leave or do you want to spend more time with me?"

Oh boy. Here was that stupid smile and tone of voice again.

"You shall leave now." He starts to get up as he says that, the tower is a bit complicated for newcomers to travel after all.

"Aw, that's sad. I wanted to talk a little more."

"Well I don't."

"Are you sure? You look like you could use a friend." That question seemed genuine, as their smiled dissapeared whilst asking it.

"I don't need friends. They dissapoint me."

"Are you sure it's just that no one wants to be your friend?"

He suddenly slamed his hand against the desk with a force that could have broken it if it wasn't made of some fancy strong material.

"Listen here, vermin! If you are unable to realise your place in this city, I would be happy to show you where that kind of disrespect you seem to have so much fun showing me could make you end up in!"

He loomed over them, his eye almost seeming to glow in the shadow he casted. And they simply stared.

"If I'm feeling nice, you might even be able to choose. Jail, torture or hell, which one would you prefer being put in when your attitude makes you forget who you're talking to?"

His breathing was heavy as the silence between them grew and grew before he realised what he was doing and calmed himself down and started walking to the exit of the room, signaling for them to do the same.

And they did. Completely ignoring what just happened.

In fact, they almost looked...satisfied.

They knew they were probably one of if not the first person to have made and most importantly seen the Director Phobos himself snap like this.

The walk back was quiet, still littered with strange looks at the duo passing by. Except this time Phobos had no problem with giving anyone who dared stare at him a death glare that immadiately made them cower.

Not much happened aside from that. They eventually reached the delivery entrance, and he thought that would be all. But before the delivery person got on their delivery person scooter, they turned back to him.

"It was nice talking to you, by the way."

Phobos raised his head to look at them.

"...What?"

"I spent a very good time with you."

"...But...I...I litteraly-" His hands were making little movements to match his confused face.

"Oh don't worry about that, that was mostly intentional."

They gave him that stupid cheeky grin again, although this time...he couldn't get too angry at them for some reason.

"Wouldn't have thought I could have fun with you without the teasing."

"So you- ahem. So you admit it."

He had to stop himself for a second to avoid sounding childish.

"I was never denying it. Bye Phobos!"

And without giving the director time to catch on to the fact they just called him by his name, they left. Driving away on the slightly broken road.

He had to get back to his work, but the antire time he did, that interaction...that compliment...it all kept playing in his head over and over again.

He had received compliments before. And an ungodly amount at that. It fed his already oversized ego even more than it already needed. But he knew none of them were real. He was completely aware all the praise he was constantly given was always in the praisers own gain. Either for a promotion, to avoid punishement, any reason really. But it sure as hell wasn't to show their boss their actual appreciation and feelings towards him.

So...to have a random person who not only doesn't even work for him, but actively tries to be disrespectful and annoying to him...be the first one to give a genuine compliment to him after what was probably decades...

If he had to be honest, he had to force himself to keep a straight, unsmiling face of pride while working.

Huh... His chest and stomach are feeling a little funny... Whatever. He never took a sick day, and he wasn't going to take one now. There's still a lot work to do.

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amunisence · 1 year

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Secret Admirer (Phobos x Reader)

Consider this a late Valentine's Day post. I've been working on this on and off since last year and decided to finish it up for February. Enjoy!

As a Science Tower intern, you love the opportunity to work on Project Nexus. This is despite the Director's high expectations. Due to your coworkers' gossip and overall stress from your tasks, your impressions of Director Phobos were negative before you had even met him. His reputation had truly preceded him.

It was your third day at the Science Tower when you first encountered the Director. You were being shown around the building by your superior, Dr. Christoff, as much as he could before returning to his tight schedule. This was out of courtesy since getting lost was rather common for you at that time (didn't help that everything looked the same to you)

"What are you doing?" a low commanding voice thundered from behind eliciting a small "Eep!" from you. You peeked over your shoulder to the tall grand figure that spoke just moments ago. You whipped your body around and scurried backwards away from the seething giant.

Christoff, to your surprise, was unphased, "I was simply giving the new intern a tour of the facility since the layout can be confusing for newcomers. Is that an issue, Director Phobos?"

That is Director Phobos?! You had seen the statues, but you had no idea the Director was this grand- he actuallywears the cape?!

"I can take it from here, Jebediah. Carry on."

You pondered what that meant as Dr. Christoff turned away from Director Phobos and walked off with clenched fists.

"You need not be afraid--it is only natural for such an awe-inspiring facility to intimidate a lowly intern such as yourself," the corners of his mouth tugged into a wide toothy grin, "That is why I shall personally give you a tour," Phobos said gesturing to himself pridefully, "Only a fool would refuse such a privilege."

You immediately caught on that Director Phobos thought very highly of himself. As if his regal cape wasn't enough, his manner of speaking more than accentuated his ego.

While you wanted to politely turn down his request, you're bright enough to figure out your tour with Dr. Christoff has been put on hold indefinitely. You needed someone to show you around. With a forced smile, you agree to allow the Director to give you the tour.

"Splendid! Wise choice," Director Phobos beamed. He proceeded to take you on a very long-winded yet memorable tour. Shockingly, you found yourself enjoying it. The Director would elaborate on the importance of certain sections (some you were sure you weren't allowed in anyway). You couldn't help but giggle at times when he would demand your coworkers to focus on their tasks despite causing a scene wherever he went. You found the stories he told made certain locations easier to remember; though you wondered if you even had the clearance to hear them.

After the tour to your own shock, your heart would start to pound relentlessly whenever the Director was nearby. For some reason, the special attention that he gave you that day left an impression on you. A very inconvenient one at that. These newfound feelings were difficult to manage alongside your work. That's why you decided to write Director Phobos an anonymous letter expressing these feelings and how they developed in hopes that it would help you move on.

The first obstacle was getting this letter to the Director. You can't just waltz up to his office and slide a letter under his door right in front of security cameras! After all, who knows what could happen to you if he's displeased by your confession (especially from an intern).You even addressed it "God Emperor Phobos" in hopes of getting brownie points if he found out it was from you. Therefore, this task required a different approach.

For one week, you paid attention to any potential opportunities to slip your letter amongst his files without being detected. Before you knew it, the perfect one presented itself to you. After one particularly long and grueling meeting, the Director took Dr. Christoff aside and chastised him. While everyone else was preoccupied with leaving, you took a casual stroll past the Director's seat. You managed to slip your letter into his thick folder of paperwork undetected and escaped to the hallway. You breathed out while clutching your frantic heartbeat. You were positive your chest was about to burst any moment, but you had to continue as if nothing happened.

Phobos shut the door to his office. "How dare he." He about ended Dr. Christoff's life right where he stood back at the meeting. "Opposition to MY perfect vision?! Preposterous." Not only was he irritable from lackluster results on sleepwalkers, but now he had to snuff out a new growing "doubt" amidst his staff. In another fit of rage, he forced his bulky folder onto his desk with a substantial thud. An envelope slipped out from sheer force and landed before Phobos's feet. He knelt down and irritability nicked it off the ground. He didn't recognize the envelope. In fact, he didn't even remember having any mail that day. Assuming it was work related, Phobos grumbled and sat down at his desk.

"Hm?" he hummed in confusion as he glanced at the front of the envelope. There was nothing on it except for "God Emperor Phobos" written neatly in the center. It was rather informal looking to be work related. Phobos ripped open the envelope and slid out its contents. He unfolded the single piece of paper and found a hand written letter.

"To God Emperor Phobos,

My initial impressions of you were unreasonable, unapproachable, and insufferable. I have now, however, expanded my horizons and see there is so much more to you. Your zeal for the project is very admirable and motivating. Your grand presence fills whatever room you're in. The way you are able to give purpose to the most insignificant of us has given me a sort of pride I have never felt before.

Due to recent events, I have found myself thinking about you rather frequently. When you aren't occupying my thoughts, my heart pounds at the sight of you. Forgive me, I know it's silly to say such things in my position.

I do hope my words haven't troubled you or caused any issues. I've written this letter in hopes of moving on from these inappropriate feelings.

Sincerely,

Your Secret Admirer"

Phobos sighed out as he finished reading the letter with one hand partially covering his face. At first, he didn't know what to make of it. One thing he knew for sure though was that his anger had oddly vanished after reading it. Perhaps I read it too fast. He thought and reread the letter figuring its contents hadn't sunk in properly. Then it happened--he smiled. Genuinely. Nothing like the prideful grin he usually wears. He also couldn't help but laugh at the innocence of the letter's contents but in an endearing way--not from a stance of superiority. Phobos even felt his own heart skip a beat from his secret admirer's confession.

"Oh Secret Admirer, you flatter me and have made my day. But who are you? I simply must know."

Phobos continued to ponder this into the next day. He had trouble focusing on the most trivial of things as if the letter had put him under a spell. In what little downtime he had, Phobos wracked his brain for any clues to who his secret admirer could be.

"S-Sir?"

Phobos broke out of his trance and found you in front of his desk with a fresh cup of coffee.

"Ar-Are you alright, sir?"

"Yes, yes, I was just... you know..." He didn't finish his sentence which felt odd to you.

"Well, I have your coffee. I'll just set it here." While placing the mug on a coaster near his stationary, you couldn't help but be flustered under his gaze. The letter hadn't helped like you hoped it would. Not only does your heart rate still increase in his presence, but now your face gets absolutely flushed. As your own eyes happened to glance over his desk, you stopped for but a moment. Your temporary paralysis was caused by the sight of your letter on the Director Phobos's desk. As brief a pause as it was, your whole demeanor had changed in a single moment.

A single moment that Phobos had unfortunately observed: your stiffened composure, your startled expression, and your hushed gasp. You quickly moved away from his desk and attempted to leave in an effort to preserve what little dignity you had left.

"How has your internship been so far?" Phobos asked you casually.

You think for only a few seconds before saying, "Like any job, it can be stressful, but I feel like I'm given a purpose here. Project Nexus has given me a sort of pride I-"

"-have never felt before. Is that correct?"

To your horror, Phobos, letter in hand, had used your own words against you. Everything inside you wanted to apologize profusely for the letter. However, you stayed silent bracing yourself for the worst with your head down in flustered embarrassment.

"You know, it was peculiar. When my disgruntled self returned to my office yesterday, I came across this letter haphazardly tucked into the folder from the last meeting I attended. When I read this letter, it turned out to be a confession from a secret admirer. At first, I was stunned. My anger had vanished, and I felt... elated," he paused and stood up.

"This letter had both flattered me and improved my mood. I was so tickled and delighted by this note that I decided right then that I needed to find my secret admirer and offer my gratitude." Phobos moved out from behind his desk and slowly approached your blushing figure. He placed a finger beneath your jaw and gently tugged your chin to face him. "Thank you."

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cinnamonpatty · 6 months

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Blep

Didn't expect that ama gonna draw more content w Phobos lol Aanywayyy

Not made to offend anyone, just a joke

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arisunakayama · 2 years

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Hii! I see that you open MadCom request and I love reading your works 👀🫶 Can I have a Phobos x Reader? Reader do something that catches his attention or maybe a bit of rivalry going on here- but plot/scenario changes are up to you!

Infuriating

May or may have not gotten a little too carried away with this one lmao.

T/W: Suggestive themes

Phobos couldn’t grasp it around his head. How could he, Nevada’s greatest Emperor, end up falling for some lowly mortal. Especially one that would constantly challenge him despite knowing the repercussions of doing so. Not a single mortal that was under his authority ever did such a thing. It pissed him off so much that he couldn’t get you out of his mind. The worse part, you wouldn’t spare him the attention others would offer to him. Not even a single glance. And when you would, your eyes held not a single ounce of fear in them. You would just stare at him blankly before continuing off on your duties or with whatever he would order you to do. As long it’s within your pay of course. Your words not his.

At first he did think of killing you off, but you were actually the only one qualified enough for the job and position he had employed you for. That being the main lead scientist of the Nexus Core:Project. At first he thought you would be just like the other lowly scum he had hired, but you can imagine his surprise when you would finish your work quickly compared to the others. Let alone how fast you would throw yourself into work. Not only that, you had no tolerance of people within your squad slacking off during work hours.

Phobos took note of you being somewhat more friendly to both Jebediah and Hofnarr who were also assigned on both The Nexus Core and Sleepwalker Program. He would occasionally find you three dabbling in ideas that would possibly help the project and program. Other than that, it’d mostly be strictly part of work.

At first, Phobos thought you were doing it to try and impress him. Though when he caught sight of your indifferent look towards him, he was livid. No one had dared to look at him in such a way other than you. To him, you were nothing but another waste of space to him that he could easily snuff out. The only reason he hasn’t is just due to your brilliant work ethics that would speed up the progress of these projects.

A fist bangs onto his desk causing everything on it to jump along with the four agents who were stationed outside of his office. Phobos was infuriated with you, blamed you for how he felt for you. He even tried thinking of ways you ended up bewitching him using some sort of curse or magick. But deep inside he knew damn well that it was his own fault for letting himself become ensnared by you and you alone. It’s just his pride and ego won’t let him admit it. Phobos lets out an exasperated sigh before standing from his desk.

He exits out of his office through his door. The agents who were outside were standing at attention, saying nothing until he spoke to them. Of course he said nothing, only motioning for them to follow him. His loud footsteps fell on the ground through the hallway, agents, grunts, and scientists alike moving out of his way while giving a bow in his direction before scurrying off.

Phobos stops in front of your lab door, turning his head slightly to the agents who were still trailing behind him.

“Make sure no one comes or gets out unless I say so.” After hearing them confirm their orders, Phonos walks in through the door and sees you currently jotting down notes before taking a large swig of your coffee that was sitting on your desk.

“Dr. (L/n)” The sound of writing had stopped coming from you as you heard Phobos call out your last name. Your tired and irritated eyes looking in his direction before looking back down at your clipboard. He could feel his eyebrow twitch in annoyance.

“Director Phobos…” your voice was as if you had just woken up from sleep.

“You do realize how insulting it is for you not to directly look at your Emperor when he is speaking to you?”

“And do you realize how rude it is for you to come in here and interrupt my work, “My Lord””. Your voice was condescending as you set your clipboard down, leaning against the desk. But the way “my lord” came out of your lips made his heart pound for you. Crossing your arms, you look at Phobos. “Is there anything you need, Director Phobos. If not, I would like to continue my work so I may meet this month’s deadline.”

“Do not talk to me as if I am one of those lowly mortals that are beneath me.” He glares at you before slowly walking in your direction. “I have had enough with your disrespect towards me.”

He stops in front of you, looking straight down at your smaller frame. He could still see you were not afraid of him.

“I’ve also had enough of you constantly invading my thoughts. What sort of shit did you pull in order for me to even think about some pathetic waste of air like you?!” Phobos now had caged you between his arms.

You raise an eyebrow at his accusation, obviously you were talking about. Phobos could see it as he studied your face. He lets out another sigh.

“Phobos, do you have a crush on me?” You sneered at him, hand over your mouth to hide the smile that curled into your lips. Phobos was taken back at your forwardness. Let alone accusations.

“What?! Of course not! Why would I even spare a single glance in your direction?!” He tried to his embarrassment as he snatched his arms away from you, no longer caging you. Another laugh bellowed from you as gave him another smile.

“You constantly bother me whenever I work and you grow irritated when I don't show you the attention you seek. It sounds to me” you tilt your head to the side while lowering your voice an octave “you definitely have a thing for me.”

He could feel his blood boiling as you finished your sentence. You were bold, and that was something he loved about your character. All those times you pissed him off, he could use it to his advantage. He stares at you, body hot with anger and something else. As if he needed you against him. He looks at your soft lips. Oh fuck it.

Phobos only glares at you before slamming his hand against the desk once more while the other grabs the back of your head to hold it while he smashes his lips with yours. You let out a small squeak before slapping your hands against his chest before yours collided with his. The kiss was feverish, almost desperate for your attention. It made your head spin. No-fucking-way in Jebus’s name would Nexus City’s tyrant would have a thing for you. Let alone kissing you in your lab right now.

The kiss lasted for a couple more seconds before you had to separate yourself from him for air.

“Consider yourself mine and mine alone. You may be the only one who is able to get away with infuriating me, but just know it’s because I allow you to.” Phobos said against your lips before taking you into his once more.

You can only grin against his lips while you kiss him back, arms and hands clinging and gripping onto his shoulders and clothes. The room felt hot. Almost too hot. The both of you would’ve continued if it weren’t for the sound of both Dr. Hofnarr and Dr. Christoff’s voices coming through the door.

“What do you mean Director Phobos is currently busy with them? We have to meet our deadline THIS month!”

“Christoff calm down! I’m sure it’s important!”

“Oh shit… I forgot about them.” You hissed before pushing Phobos away from you so you were able to fix yourself. Phobos let out an irritated grunt for the interruption, but he too also wanted The Nexus Project to be done. As you go to the door, Phobos’s hand shoots out and grabs your wrist, yabking you back into his chest.

“Just remember you belong to me and me only.” Phobos lets go of your wrist before walking towards the door. Swinging it open, he looks at both Jebediah and Hofnarr before motioning for his guards to follow him.

The two of them peek inside your office only to see you now scribbling on your clipboard. Jebediah raises an eyebrow.

“What was that all about?” He walks up to you along with Hofnarr who is currently placing a stack of papers on a nearby desk.

“Nothing, just the same thing as before. More work.” You sigh, shaking your head before placing the board back down.

“Hey, (Y/n)?” Hofnarr comes up to you, worry etched onto his face. “You okay? Your lips look swollen.” Jebediah looks at you as well only for you to dismiss it.

“Nothing, so about your guy’s findings on The Nexus Project and Sleepwalker Program…”

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nevadas-night-time-novelist · 1 year

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What the bois would get you for Valentines day

Happy valentines day ducklings

❤

Hank - A heart, still warm and bloody

Sanford - Flowers and handmade cupcake

Deimos - Chocolates, but he'd try and eat some too

Doc - A kiss. For a guy who doesn't do much physical affection, it's a lot

Tricky - The corpse of someone you dislike

Jebus - Flowers and a hand written letter with mushy love stuff

Crackpot - A set of wings like his own

Phobos - Expensive jewellery with red diamonds carved into heart shapes

Auditor - His full and undivided attention, plus being treated like royalty with a spa day while agents wait on you hand and foot

Torture - MAG size teddy bear with plush nails in its head to look like him

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hello! I was wondering if you got my request! if you didn't, it was basically about yandere Phobos spoiling you, getting you anything you even glance at and doesn't make you lift a finger. Your a god! let him treat you like one!

Hello Anon! :) I received this request while I was writing some other Phobos stuff a while back, but I decided to make a separate set just for this topic. Hope you like these, Merry Christmas and Happy Holidays! <3

Phobos Spoils the Player ft. (Phobos + The Nexus Core)

(TW: Yandere, Obsessive Behavior, Mentions of violence, Religious Fanaticism (from Phobos, of course))

"All-encompassing" has always been the most suitable term to use for the Director of the Nexus Core's devotion to you. It permeates every fiber of his being, with each order he gives and each action he takes being diligently carried out with you in mind. Every step forward for Nevada, every inkling of true progress contained in all of the Nexus Core's experiments that he fostered, were made in the hope of making you - his God - genuinely proud of what his life's work would become. That's not even to mention the shrine of goods and personal effects he amassed to make his worship of you that much more effective.

The effort he went through just for the chance at getting your clear approval wasn’t something to scoff at, especially since nobody in the Nexus Core could remember a time when Phobos put anyone above himself. An effort that would only intensify once he finally had a chance to show his reverence for you in person.

While you might've insisted that there's no need to make others worship you (despite how you're entirely deserving of it in his view), he'll make it clear to everyone around that you're truly something to behold nonetheless. His gentleness is nearly unmatched, and his sharp glares in response to anyone treating you without what he considers adequate respect is enough proof of this goal of his. If those in the Nexus Core call him Director, and might even refer to him as their rightful God Emperor (if they're trying to be extra nice with the hopes of getting a holiday bonus), then you should naturally be regarded as higher than that.

Until you tell him to stop, he'll make sure that his people bow their heads in respect, and generally stay out of your way. "Speak only when spoken to" was drilled into their heads days before your arrival, and the tightening of their Director's hand on the pommel of his sword is enough of a threat to adhere to that. In his eyes, you probably shouldn't be socializing with the lowly grunts of his organization anyway; you're too high up to do that.

Of course, you contradict this (as it's entirely too stifling and uncomfortable to be treated like you're some priceless gem), and the Nexus workers appreciate it. Your own exasperated, if not slightly amused, commentary on every interaction they have with their Director makes them more comfortable with being around you. Although judging by the rather harsh punishments laid out for their coworkers, it'd be best not to get too close.

However, the Nexus Core's newfound respect for you, due in no small part to how you reign Phobos in, only makes them happier to accommodate you as he asks (demands). It is at his request that you have all your necessary tasks completed by them, from cooking when you're there to even trivial things like making your bed in your suite.

(It's tedious sometimes, but so much better than what they usually have to do, so you'd be surprised by how okay with it they are.)

Really, Phobos will try to make it so you don't exactly have to do anything at all. A person as important as you deserves to have these things attended to, and he's the best person to provide you with this. He's an ever-dutiful follower with incredible, far-reaching power; who else could make it so you never have to lift a finger for anything?

Furthermore, Phobos' tendency to seek out only the finest of things hasn't been stopped by your arrival either, the only difference being that now he gives them directly to you instead of placing them on your shrine. You've never seen so many precious stones and metals in one place, and you honestly didn't know how to react when he prompted you for any jewelry you might want to be made out of it. (Since it seems he apparently just realized that you have nowhere to put them all. Unless you just stay with him from now on, which is also an option he'd highly recommend.)

It definitely took some getting used to on your part, to always have the very best of everything that Nevada could offer just handed to you without complaint. The softest of bedspreads, the highest quality of clothing, and the best food from the most lauded of chefs; no expense would be spared to give you everything your acolyte knew you deserved.

(Phobos doesn't even care if he has to...extract them from their previous places of work to get them right where they should be, just to be useful. It's an honor to serve you anyway, and the chefs should realize that quickly. For their own safety, if nothing else.)

It's also evident whenever you go out, on those occasions where you decide to spend some time exploring Nexus City (with the Director by your side, naturally). It was actually really fun; it’d been too long since you were free to go wherever you wanted. The other grunts in the city were a little perturbed but decided to ignore it. Judging by the cold glares of warning leader of their city seemed to give them when they so much as looked in your general direction, it was best left alone. But they grew to welcome you, as Phobos tended to be very generous whenever you accompanied him.

He’s willing to do anything for you, and this includes spending money. If you even glance at something for a millisecond too long, he’s already approaching the clerk to get it for you, no matter how expensive it is. He'd insisted on giving you things without you asking, so if it's clear to him that you want something, it's only right that he gives it to you. As your most loyal subject, it's only the most logical course of action for him.

The fact that you get so flustered and even try to refuse his gifts only motivates him to go further with it. Although it makes him feel oddly warm that he's the first to really treat you how he knows you deserve to be, it also annoys him that those in your world were such fools to not realize how they should regard you. So he'll just make his care for you so evident and obvious through his gestures that it'll make you realize you don't need anyone else.

You said you didn't want anyone else worshiping you like him, so you'll obviously agree with him on this eventually, right? It makes perfect sense.

("Phobos, I really don't need any of those," you tried to explain, tugging on his sleeve as he took the bags from the nervous grunt at the counter. It had been some cute plushies you eyed for long enough to get his attention, and he took the attention as a sign that you wanted them.

"Your Grace, whether you "need" them is irrelevant," he responded, turning to give you an uncharacteristically warm look. "Nevada's goods are yours; so long as you desire them, I'll do my best to get them for you, no matter what they are or how necessary they might be. Your needs are something that I'll take upon myself; you don't have to worry about that regardless. But as your acolyte, I can't leave you wanting for anything either. Please understand this."

You held his gaze for a moment before looking away, scratching the back of your neck with a silent nod. 'He's so stubborn,' you mused to yourself as you felt heat creeping across your cheeks. It's charming, in an odd way. Though you couldn't stop from feeling guilty over how much he spent on you, you guessed you could put up with it if it made him so happy - something that was obvious from how he purrs when you accept it.)

The way that Phobos spoils you is a way for him to show you just how much he cares for you and your happiness, so of course he’d be happy to drain the Nexus’ budget for anything your heart desires. (Or that he believes you desire, anyway.)

He loves you in a way he's never loved anyone else before, and he'll surpass everyone else in his effort to try and prove it to you. Besides, what fool would anyone deny a God what they're entitled to, regardless of their status in your following? You deserve to relax, so just let him, your eternally loyal God Emperor, take care of your every want and need, okay?

#tw: yandere #you *looking at plushies in a random store window*: “Huh I didn't know dogs looked like that in Nevada.”#Phobos: 💳 💥 💳 💥 💳 💥#The grunts seeing Phobos spoil you: “...Am I hallucinating?”#yandere phobos #phobos x reader #phobos #player!reader #self aware m:pn au #samau #yandere madness combat #yandere madcom #madness combat x reader #madcom x reader #my writing

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