#mcsm admin x reader

[yan-randomfandom]

Hey…just stumbled upon this blog because of your Yandere admin x reader and I would like to humbly request a part 2 to that story please. It can be anything! I really liked it even though it was short.

Yandere!Romeo x GN!Reader PT. 2

a/n: heheh thank you, here u go 😙 the very few people who enjoy yandere mcsm.... this is for u fr!!!

❤️‍🔥 ; Part 1 | 2 | Part 3

It took you longer than you'd like to admit, but you finally realized something felt... off about Jesse.

At first, you thought the two of you were genuinely getting along. He seemed so interested in your work, your plans, and your art. Perhaps it was a touch too good to be true, but the praise got to your head.

You suppose the first sign that you should have noticed was how he was so, so clingy.

Not to mention, the town leader, the town hero, a living legend? Who wouldn't be excited about a blossoming friendship?

But then you watched him interact with others. The humble folks of Beacontown.

Your brows would furrow quietly. Why was he so unnecessarily mean to them? So demanding? It seriously got you thinking, Has Jesse always been like this?

With that kind of question in mind, you unconsciously began to avoid him.

"Sorry, I have to, uh, concentrate for a big project I wanna do tonight!" This. "Jesse, I don't think I can stay too long..." That.

You sheepishly rub your nape. "Umm. I actually have a meeting later—"

"Again?" Jesse bellows, his face darkening. "Seriously, what have you been doing these days? You never make time for me anymore... ugh, I can't believe I'm saying that."

A frown pulls at your lips. "I know, I'm sorry. But I can't just take up all your time. I'm sure you're busy with Beacon—"

"Half the time I spend with those nitwits is nothing compared to time with you," he complains as he stomps his foot. You flinch, slightly. He pauses for a moment, narrowing his eyes at you.

"You know... If I didn't know any better, I'd think you're avoiding me," he mutters. A thought crosses his mind: he really should have tried stalking you.

Your heart sinks. "No! No. I'm not doing that! Everything has been—"

"You're lying through your teeth," he interrupts, frowning deeply. "You're starting to sound like those buffoons. I don't like that."

His word renders you speechless. Why is Jesse saying these things? How could he say something like that?

You sigh, your frustration eventually breaking through to your face. "Look, Jesse, I don't know what you're going through right now, but you've changed. And not in a good way."

Still, you try to soften the blow. "We can talk more about this later, but I really do have a meeting."

As you move to walk past him, he grabs your arm.

"I'm not Jesse," he grunts. You turn around in disbelief, locking eyes with him—his disturbingly wide, bloodshot eyes. "Is that what you wanted to hear?"

"...What?"

You search his eyes for any traces of humor, failing with grace. He looks dead serious. Maddened, almost, within his red eyes with glaring yellow iris.

How come you've never noticed this before?

Suddenly, everything clicks. Cool magic tricks, powerful illusions, his demeanor and attitude? The absence of Radar, his loyal intern? Even Lukas looked like he didn't want anything to do with him. When have you become so blind?

... And just where, in the entire world, is the real Jesse?

...

"You're the one who attacked Beacontown that day," you say carefully, deliberate with every word.

A smile stretches across his face. "Ding, ding, ding! A clever cookie, you are!"

Horrified, you jerk away from him. But for every step you take backward, he takes one forward.

You swallow the lump in your throat. "I can't... I can't believe I ever thought we were friends."

"Hoho, but we are!" he laughs, but even though he has a smile, you could read his eyes. Insecurity. "That was real! Come on, baby, doesn't our friendship mean anything to you?"

Your brows knit together as you slowly try to turn away from him. To simply leave him. Anything to get the hell away.

That is, until, you get surrounded by obsidian blocks.

"I don't remember giving you permission to leave," he scoffs, hostility dripping in his voice.

"Look, you'll live with me from now on, okay? Better get used to it! Don't worry, I'll take care of everything for you."

at least he didn't delete anyone? not yet, at least. cuz he would totally do that

[mcsmxreadercollection]

Admin X Reader: Uninvited Guest

The light reflecting from your computer screen shone obnoxiously as you scrutinized the screen, your eyes struggling to keep a consistent focus on the words that danced across your view as your fingers tampered with the keyboard, fumbling every once in awhile every time you made an error however you were always quick to correct your mistake before going right back to work.

You’d lost count of how long you’d been working for, the original time you’d set yourself dissolving into the late hours of the night and yet here you still were, working tirelessly in an attempt to get ahead on all of your work so you wouldn’t have to worry about it for the upcoming weeks; you were already beginning to regret your decision though - your eyes felt heavy and your hands ached and twinged occasionally as if your body was trying to convince you to step away from your task, and yet even so you were far too stubborn to call it a night now, not when you were so close to finally completing your work, you were set on finishing it even if you had to work into the early morning to get it done. With that being said however that didn’t mean you weren’t tempted to take a break and with the minutes growing more and more tedious you found your attention wavering, your gaze flickering to things just out of your field of vision in an attempt to regather your bearings.

This only lasted for a few more gruelling minutes before you couldn’t take it anymore and your head shot back to the screen, casting your work one last sour look before you finally relented; with a groan you shook your head and ran your hands through your hair, trying to fix the dishevelled locks as you pushed the chair away from your desk and stood up, feeling your muscles ache in resistance from the lack of movement as you trudged over to the doorway and slipped into the bathroom. You didn’t bother to turn the light on knowing the room like the back of your hand and you found yourself stood before the sink in mere moments as your hand reached out to grab the plastic cup on the side, bringing it down the the tap as you turned on the faucet. The water gurgled as it filled the cup, sloshing and swirling hypnotically and the sound proved a comforting respite after god knows how long of furious key tapping, however it didn’t last long as you soon turned the faucet back off before it overflowed and brought the cup up to your lips.

You downed it in one swift movement, sighing satisfied as you slammed it back down onto the sink’s edge with a huff and stretched, feeling your joints pop in an attempt to relieve the wound-up pressure building up in your shoulders as your posture went lax in reaction; whilst it was only a brief comfort it was very much welcome, however the comfort soon vanished as your gaze shifted from the bathroom counter to the mirror above it. Even with the lights off you could still make out your appearance in the reflection and boy had you seen better days - your hair was untamable and your face clearly showed signs of sleep (or lack thereof) only further heightened by your unamused glare topping off the look. You stared for a little longer than you would’ve liked (a few seconds far too long), noting your tiredness and regarding it with a sour pout as you contemplated staying where you were for the time being or forcing yourself to get back to work, however it seemed that the decision was made for you as you heard the sound of movement from beyond the bathroom door.

It was brief, lasting no longer than a few seconds but even in your current state you managed to catch it and you immediately perked up, attention snapping over to the door leading into your bedroom as you felt apprehension beginning to well up in your chest. There was nothing there that could have naturally caused that noise not even if something had accidentally fallen over and that fact alone made you alert and on edge, your entire posture growing tense as your mind immediately scanned the room around you for some form of weapon.

Perhaps it was the lack of sleep or maybe it was simply a blank moment, but in a split second decision you snatched the cup back off of the counter and pulled away from it, slinking back over to the bathroom door with apprehension beginning to build the closer you got to the doorway and you had to admit you felt somewhat nervous thinking what was beyond the door. You were thinking that perhaps something had maybe knocked over, there was a lot of junk in your room anyways so maybe your sleep-deprived imagination making a huge deal out of everything? Even trying to rationalize the source of the noise you still wanted to check to be sure - better safe than sorry, you reasoned.

With your eyes somewhat accustomed to the darkness you slowly scanned the room, gaze sweeping across the floor expecting to find some kind of item on the floor - maybe a poster that had fallen off of the wall or your phone rolling off of the bed - however everything didn’t seem out of place in a way, or at least not in a way that seemed indicative to toppling over and you paused. You scanned the room once again, this time your attention drawing back to your computer screen still buzzing with life as the computer’s fan whirring filled in the silence.

But something was off.

Squinting you strode back over to the computer desk, glaring into the screen with an almost disbelieving expression flashing across your features. There was a new tab open, a program you distinctly remember having closed long before you’d even started your work and you felt yourself tense as your eyes read the blocky words decorating the majority of the screen.

‘Turn Around~’

As soon as the words registered there was movement behind you and you felt your blood turn cold as you felt the unmistakable sensation of someone looming behind you, waiting for you to just turn around; you didn’t want to move at first, wanting to pretend that there wasn’t some demented ominous presence behind you but your body was moving of its own accord before you could stop yourself, slowly turning around to come face to face with the dark looming figure.

The only thing you could make out were a pair of bright glowing eyes, with blood red sclera only enhancing the luminescent gleaming golden eyes peering down at you with such intensity just waiting for you to crack; and when you remained unmoved the intruder’s expression cracked into a smile, with a slow, wide grin painting across their features as they bore down into your wide eyes before finally opening their mouth to speak.

“Boo”

*THUNK!*

With a cry of surprise you watched those bright yellow orbs disappear as the intruder brought their hands to clutch their face, stumbling backwards in shock as the cup hit its mark square in their face and while you felt proud that you were able to catch them you set it aside in favor of darting for the light switch, flicking it on without a second to hesitate. You hissed as the light filled the bedroom, shielding your eyes with your arm until they were accustomed to the sudden light flooding the room before swivelling around to confront the sudden intruder.

Only to pause.

….You’ve got to be kidding.

“...Why am I not surprised” You watched those vibrant golden irises squint as the figure tried to shake off the shock of the sudden action, bringing a hand up to sourly rub the area where the cup had hit as your previously tense shoulders relaxed.

Frowning, your hand slipped away from the light switch as your full attention turned to the person in question, crossing your arms as you glared. “What the hell are you doing here Admin?” you growled, watching him regain his composure as he straightened up, pulling his hand away to check for any noteworthy damage (of which there was none of course) and turning to you.

“I have to admit (Y/N), you certainly have a funny way of greeting people” he teased, that signature smug grin re-emerging as he placed his hands on his hips, tapping his foot in a mocking manner as he took in the state of your room now that the lights were illuminating everything.

After a moment you scowled hearing him click his tongue clearly prepared to pick apart of the state of your room and seconds later that theory was proven correct. “You really need to pick up the slack with your room - you’d be surprised how fast this junk can pile up and ruin the place - what would your guests think?” at this you growled; sure this place wasn’t the most tidiest and you’d been lacking in the upkeep department since your latest work, but you didn’t take kindly to the subtle jab at your stuff.

“Answer my question - why are you here?” You pressed, choosing to ignore his comment as his brought a hand to his heart in surprise shock.

“(Y/N), is that really a way to greet your friends~?”

“You aren’t my friend” you retorted quickly, jabbing an accusing finger in his direction before sighing a rolling your eyes, bringing a hand up to rub your temples.

You were getting worked up again - keep calm, just keep calm; so long as you didn’t say anything to spark a snide response you’d be fine. “Okay, okay I’m not going to argue before you start; if you’re going to stick around at least sit down and try not to bother me-” seeing as he wasn’t budging you sighed once more. “-please”

“Well, since you asked so nicely” Admin slipped past you, making a Beeline for your bed and settling himself against the wall as he made himself comfortable, taking time to kick away the covers off of the bed as if to annoy you further.

You bit back a remark and instead turned your sights back to your computer, making your way back over to it and slipping back into the seat and whilst it wasn’t the most comfortable position after being glued to it for hours merely moments ago you wanted to focus back onto your work even if you now had a certain pest to deal with. As you shut down the tab he’d opened you brought your work back up, your brain beginning to wander away from the words already written already as your mind settled into a work-and-wonder state that it had been in previously as you began to think.

You couldn’t say you were truly surprised at his sudden appearance,by this point you’d grown so used to him suddenly appearing out of nowhere that you openly expected it at this point; sure he usually only came to bug you during the mornings but the nights weren’t much of a reach for him, it seemed as though he could come and go as he pleased, when he wanted wherever he wanted.

You don’t know when Admin (if that was even his real name; it probably wasn’t but you couldn’t find it in yourself to care enough to pry) started showing up - it seemed like one moment you were on your own like everyone else, just going along with your daily routine, and the next he was just right there; it was bizarre not being alone anymore, and the company wasn’t anything like what you’d wanted it to be either - the Admin was vain, confident and had a god-complex to boot and it always seemed as though he had some kind of personal goal to prove as much as an inconvenience as he could.

He’d make an effort to show up at the most unusual of times, seemingly only appearing to bug you some more to spin tales of some place where he controlled everything, of the people and things there which bored him to no end and while he said it had nothing to do with his sudden appearance you were pretty sure that because things were so apparently ‘mundane’ there that it was the reason you were stuck with him. It was irksome at the very least to have some ‘superior being’ (as he often called himself be it joking or not)

Fortunately he was at least decent enough not to speak too much as you worked now, remaining silent for the most part as your fingers worked tirelessly against the keyboard, the incessant tapping noise permeating the quiet in the room. You actually felt like you were getting somewhere even if the fatigue was beginning to get to you and you were determined to get this finished by the end of the night even if you had to go through hell and back to do it.

Unfortunately for you someone else seemed to have other plans.

In the blink of an eye you suddenly found yourself staring at your computer from the other side of the room, your chair having been dragged right into line with your bed and your head snapped to glare at Admin, who regarded you with a sleazy smile as he reclined leisurely against the bedroom wall from his position on your bed.

“Can I help you?” you asked, unamusement clear in your voice waiting for a retort.

“I’m bored” was the only answer you got, not really making matters any easier as you stared at him, glowering back at the bright golden eyes bearing back at you.

You didn’t respond to him at first, merely casting him a sour look as he waited for you to reply, expression expectant waiting for you to make some kind of witty response or remark like you always did, only this time you were too tired oblige him with an insult, instead your tired eyes merely narrowed. “And why should I care about that? I mean you can turn on the TV if you want or something...I don’t...really know what you want from me here...”

Your words trailed off as Admin’s expression dropped from amused to serious and he moved away from his reclined position, leaning forward as he stared into your eyes. This was weird, you felt like he was looking right into your soul and you didn’t know whether to feel uncomfortable or confused as he merely stared at you without a single word; eventually though the silence was too much to bear and you spoke up. “Ooookay that’s, uh, that’s getting a bit creepy there buddy; what...uh, why are you looking at me like that, is it something on my face or-”

“Your eyes”

“My what?” you asked, confusion washing over you at the sudden statement wondering if you’d heard him right.

“Your eyes - they look terrible”

At his response you huffed, rolling your eyes with a frown. Of course he’d say something like that - what the hell were you expecting?

“Gee thanks, these bags are gucci I’m glad you noticed” you retorted with a sarcastic snort, gesturing to the bags under your eyes before leaning back against your chair crossing your arms.

He clearly didn’t get what you meant by your sarcastic comment but you couldn’t be bothered to explain it to him, instead attempting to shuffle your seat back to your desk with your feet only to be dragged right back into place.

“You’re exhausted” Admin stated matter of factly, as if you didn’t already know it yourself (after all one person can only have so many energy induced all nighters before they realize they severely messed up with the plan) and you grumbled in response.

“Yeah no shit Sherlock”

“Sherlock?”

You groaned, pinching the bridge of your nose. “Okay I definitely have a lot of stuff to teach you someday but that’s gonna have to wait till later” you sighed, once again starting to glide your chair back over to your desk. “But of course that’s going to be another time - now if you don’t mind me I’ll be getting back to my work right about-”

You found yourself cut off as your chair was once again dragged back, this time hard enough to have your back pressed flush against the chair as it stopped and you threw your hands into the air. “Okay seriously what the fuck is your problem?! Yes I’m tired, yes I’m regretting staying up and YES, I know I look like shit! - but I want to get this done  so then I can sleep for the next century and pretend like this never even happened so LET. ME. DO IT” you punctuated your last few words with an aggressive shove of your chair, only to growl as it refused to budge in the slightest this time.

After a few more attempts you gave up and lounged back into your chair, knowing that if you just walked back over it would end up with the exact same effect, huffing and grumbling like a child as Admin spoke up again, this time moving so that he was no right onto the edge of your bed.

“Staying up like this isn’t good for you - I might not be the most welcome person to take opinions from-”

“You’ve got that right” you huffed.

“- but you’ll get sick if you don’t sleep…” he paused before adding as an afterthought. “-plus you’re cranky and rude when you’re tired and that’s no fun for me at all”

“Well gee don’t I just feel so much better” you grumbled, sinking down into your chair as much as you could with a pout.

You hated to admit it but he was right, as annoying, arrogant and silly as he was he had a point - your eyes felt like lead and your body sluggish, working overtime just to keep your limbs functioning at a fraction of what they had to be and by this point hearing someone actually tell you that you needed sleep seemed to be the straw your body needed to start going limp and lax desperate for sleep. Glaring at him from glazed eyes you refused to relent but seeing those golden eyes bearing into yours with surety made you waver, patience faltering until you finally sighed, bringing a hand to drag across your face.

“Fuck I hate when you’re right”

That wolfish grin was back at your words as he clapped his hands together. “Now that’s what I like to hear! Glad we’re finally agreeing on something!” he rose up off of your bed, stepping aside and as he stood you felt the chair shift, causing you to smile pleased that you were able to move it once again.

You rolled your chair back over to your desk, casting Admin a look over your shoulder before sighing and saving your work, turning off the computer seconds later and making your way back over to your bed. It was somewhat awkward having him watching you as you dove under the covers and you made an effort not to look at him as you burrowed into the bed, pausing as the smell of cinnamon filled your senses from the blankets. “Ugh you’ve made the sheets reek of you” you groaned, watching a frown flash across his features before he was right back to normal, rolling his eyes with a smirk watching your eyes flutter to a close as your head came to rest upon the pillow.

…

…..

…….

“....You’re...not going to stand there all night right?” you asked, eyes fluttering open watching him jolt as though he’d only just realized he was still there but passed it off with a carefree huff.

“Well, since you asked so nicely I guess I should be going; there are far more important things to be doing with my time”

“Like bugging some other poor soul I suppose?” That earned a chuckle from the Admin as he grinned.

“Of course - although I doubt it will be any real fun” he admitted and you laughed at that, bringing the covers up to immerse yourself in the warmth as your eyes grew heavy.

“Goodnight, Admin” you mumbled, catching an indescribable expression wash over his face before he finally responded.

“Goodnight, (Y/N)”

And with that he was gone.

Sighing your body finally slumped now that you were alone, finding yourself relaxing as you let yourself come to rest, eyes coming to a close as you felt sleep gradually beginning to claim you. That silence only lasted so long before a familiar voice once again break the silence.

“Oh one more thing” The moment the voice echoed around the room you jolted up, staring at the place where your computer had once been with a shocked gasp.

“I’ll be taking this until the morning - to make sure you don’t get any more funny ideas tonight~!”

“You bastard! You better bring it back in one piece!” you yelled, the only response you received being an echoing bark of a laugh as you grumbled and buried yourself under the covers once more, finding yourself smiling despite your frustration at the bizarre way that this night had suddenly appeared to have taken, feeling your mind beginning to fog with the threat of sleep as you tried to finally succumb to it.

The scent of cinnamon was what immersed you as you were finally lulled into the throes of sleep.

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Fandoms I write for...

Mario & related fandoms (Luigi's mansion, Mario RPG...)

Donkey Kong (64, country...)

Invader Zim

A hat in time

Undertale (any AU)

Deltarune

Bendy and the Ink Machine

Cuphead

Villainous

Mad Rat Dead

Hazbin Hotel

Rainbow Friends

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There are also several ships I'd do that I didn’t list the fandom for, which includes:

King Dedede x reader

Meta Knight x reader

Bill Cipher x reader

Shigaraki Tomura x reader

Eggman x reader

Metal Sonic x reader

Romeo the admin (MCSM) x reader

Melvin Sneedly x reader

Sundrop/Moondrop x reader

Montgomery Gator x reader

Krobus x reader

SCP-049 x reader

Joka (from Klonoa) x reader

Ghadius x reader

Professor Ratigan x reader

Basil of Baker Street x reader

Green Mage (from Everhood) x reader

Escargoon x reader

Marx x reader

Other specifications?

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Of course, pedophilia isn't allowed, but otherwise nearly everything else is fair game! If you need me to tag something or add a warning to a post that you're not comfortable with, then let me know. And, if you just want to send in a plain ask instead of a request, then that's fine too!

...Even NSFW is allowed?

Yes, even the most sauciests of requests are allowed! Even, ahem, the forbidden 'forced NSFW.' However, if the character is a bit young, then I'll age them up by default unless it's platonic. I know Tumblr is a bit iffy with the tags, so I'll try to add a warning at the top of the post if it's smut related.

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Masterlist of all fics I’ve written between A-J (note, the masterlists haven't been updated in a long time!)

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Masterlist of Holiday Adventures with You and King Boo

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