Yan!Shedltesky with Admin!Reader who uses a big ass hammer to ban ppl (similarly like Doombringer)
Basically the whole thing is that Shedletsy (formerly Telamon) was domesticated by a rogue admin who is related to Mr. Doombringer–causing for Telamon to become very obsessed by his own coworker who only viewed him as their own brother (yikes...). When they Telamon (Now Shedletsky) got forsakened, he panics because he could possibly no longer see reader again–unless they get forsakened themselves
(The whole thing is very one-sided btw, Telamon is obsessed to the point he constantly follows and slightly touches them so he won't go insane, and reader is just "Look at my clingy best friend! :D")
YAN!SHEDLETSKY X ADMIN!READER
I very unironically love these detailed kind of asks yes BTRRRR give me more character arcs for reader
I wanted to make this mainly headcanons + a drabble because.. thats what i do.. heh...
WARNINGS: Yandere content, sexual innuendos (mention of popping a hard-on.) murder, mental health
YAN!SHEDLETSKY X ADMIN!READER HEADCANONS
Oh this man follows you around like a lost dog for sure.
has a tendency to fall asleep against your hammer when you're not there to keep him company
Even then he keeps clawing at his hair due to how insane the distance between you two is driving them.
He can't focus during the rounds if you're resting due to an injury, or literally just away from him for a second
it's gotten to the point that all the survivors know you guys as 'The admin duo'
Shedletsky was a feared ruler once, the only one to tame him- to take his heart in a leash was you. He needed more of you, his fascination for you grows day by day.
He can feel his breathing and heartrate speed up as you come closer, if you dare to even hug him he might just inhale your scent in and pop a hard-on at the spot.
He still remembers the panic, the fear of not being able to see you again after he got forsakened, he had his sword already pointed at his throat until- it was you! Oh thank the Spectre you're here!
Shedletsky's very territorial of his food, but with you he even wants to give you the most of it.
often jokes about how you two should kiss but totally as friends.
Whenever you talk to anyone but him, he genuinely feels his blood boil. He stomps angrily to his cabin and genuinely harms himself to the point his crying and screaming at himself for not being good enough, the thought that you'll get someone else in your life is gnawing at his insides.
After he's had enough of his breakdown he just latches onto you, shooting everyone a little gaze that screams ''fuck off''
everytime you calll him a friend, hell- somehow bestfriend is even worse- it breaks him from the inside. Driving him further into insanity.
He oh so much wants to obtain you all to himself, he lowkey misses the days he was Telamon just because he wants to make you his personal darling.
When you first appeared in Telamon island with that oversized hammer and casual godlike strength, Telamon was captivated. It wasn’t love at first sight- it was infatuation, like a forgotten god seeing a new form of worship.
you banned him once as a joke ''just to test something'' and he lowkey crashed out at everything
Over time, his obsession warps. He convinces himself you're ''soul-coded' to be together. Even as he became Shedletsky, his broken form clings to the last ''pure'' connection he had: You.
If Reader even brushes his shoulder, he’ll repeat the moment like a cached memory loop, trembling with joy, whispering ''They touched me...they touched me again...''
Shedletsky constantly brushes against you- shoulders, knuckles, even leans against their arm while they’re typing. He claims it ''grounds him.''
You? Just laughs and pats his head like a dog. ''Look at my silly little chicken muncher! He follows me everywhere, I love him 💖''
When Shedletsky is forsaken, stripped of power, he spirals. It’s not just banishment. It’s separation for him and you
Shedletsky fully believes you two are in love. Every friendly gesture is proof. Every time you bonk someone with the hammer? He thinks it’s a show of strength to protect your future family.
reader sees Shedletsky as their emotional support coworker. You've completely normalized his weirdness like: ''Haha Shed’s been staring at me for 3 hours without blinking again!! this is fine!''
you've whacked Telamon with your hammer multiple times- he never dodges. He likes it. He thinks it’s a form of affection.
''You’re not mad at me, right?''
''Nah, you’re fine- stand still though.''
*BONK*
Telamon was always a little too fascinated by your casual power. The moment you defended him from a fate worse than death, he started spiraling, “they chose me.”
you keep missing all the red flags because you think ''That's just the way he is''
YAN!SHEDLETSKY X ADMIN!READER DRABBLE
[The things you do to me.] PRE-FORSAKEN
They’re glowing again. it’s happening- this is the moment.
''Time to take out the trash!'' you chirped, skipping toward the troll with an innocent smile- deadly as a kill command. You had grown used to this, helping with all the other admins and taking care of troublemakers, trolls, dangerous people, hackers, etc... Hell, you're one of the many chosen ones to hunt down the one and only 007n7. He's a hard one for sure.
The comical explosion sound that erupted every time you hit someone with it, it was oh so satisfying as if justice was delivered in a RoDonald's wrapper and fries.
One hammer swing. The sky cracked, so did his very being, he couldn't stop staring no matter what they did. He felt so pathetic in such an addictive way. His hearts were like a little boy's on Christmas morning. So full of life, so utterly infatuated.
The troll’s limbs splattered like pixels on a windshield. Banished. Deleted. No appeals. You blew imaginary dust off the hammer, sparkles and ban warnings spinning around them like confetti.
Shedletsky moaned softly from the void, eyes dilated in loving bliss. His fingers twitching as if wanting to reach out to you. He would, anyway. But right now he's more focused on containing all his urges inside, keeping them from spilling.
He watched the way their sleeves fluttered in the wind of corrupted data. The way their hammer rested across their back like an executioner’s lullaby. The sweet smile they gave the collapsing server as if they hadn’t just deleted a being from existence.
Then- then they turned around.
''There you are!'' you exclaimed brightly, as if he hadn’t been breathing heavily in the corner like a stalking wraith. ''Were you watching again, you little creeper?~''
While you joked around like always, he let out a desperate whine, blush building around his cheeks. He fiddled with his fingers as he awkwardly chuckled, looking into your eyes like a mad man as his breathing became rabid.
''I always watch you,'' he murmured, grabbing your wrists and gently rubbing the soles of your fingers as if hoping that you would finally reciprocate all the feelings he so obviously shows, but he felt rather pathetic for even hoping that... ''Every second. Every swing.''
You couldn't help but laugh and hold his hand out to yours. Shooting a loving smile, the same as the day you stepped on Telamon island to tame the all powerful Telamon.
“Let’s go get pancakes. I’m starving after that!”
Shedletsky stared at your fingers like a religious icon. He didn’t care about pancakes. He didn’t even taste anymore. But if it meant walking beside you… if it meant even a second of contact…
He hovered close, his breathing heavy as ever as his psychotic smile kissed the rather bloody hand phasing just through yours- fingertips kissing their palm like static snow.
''Anything. I’ll follow you anywhere.''
In his mind, this was love.
Felt it in his spine, his teeth, his nerve system.
He had fantasies of that hammer breaking him.
Not to kill. No. To brand. To scar him with proof: that you saw him. That he mattered.
He pressed his glitched body closer- ignoring the pain, ignoring the rules. You hadn’t noticed him yet. That was okay. He liked to watch. You were always so beautiful when You thought you were alone.
''...How much longer will you ignore me?'' he whispered, grunting as his voice was laced with frustration and old regret. ''How much more do I have to erase for you?''
Ones who had laughed too hard at your jokes. Ones who called you cute. Ones who suggested they ''ban together sometime''
Not banned. Not reported.
''Erased for you. I did it for you. You should smile more when you swing that hammer. You should swing it at me. Just once. Please.''
your voice hit him like a light through fog. Cheerful. Unknowing. Warm.
2087
turnnoffyourmind
pixelskylines
andulkaphoto
kaledo-art
yousharknotpass
