-Yandere!FWhip AU-

Trigger Warning/Content Warning:

•Murder
•Character Death
•(Mild?) Gore
•(Mentioned) Obsession/Stalking
•Unhealthy Relationship
•Violent/Intrusive Thoughts

FWhip wasn't exactly sure when his... obsession... with the handsome sheriff known as Jimmy had started.

No. Obsession wasn't the right word (although it had been described as that by many). Predilection, maybe- that wasn't quite as obsessive.

Yes, 'predilection'. FWhip wasn't quite sure when his 'odd' (although he didn't consider it to be odd- it was just a crush) predilection with the sheriff had begun.

He'd had crushes before, but none of them were like this. The goblin felt an almost obsessive (there was that word again) compulsion to be with the blonde canary hybrid at all times. A need to be in a relationship with him. An obligation to have Jimmy like him back.

A want for Jimmy to like nobody but him.

And that went fine. Sure, there was a bit of a rough patch in their relationship when Jimmy fired FWhip (Jimmy didn't really fire him, of course- obviously it was just a bit, Jimmy surely needed FWhip as much as FWhip needed Jimmy), but everything was fine now.

Until it wasn't.

——

FWhip glanced around, humming quietly to himself. "Sheriff? You here?" He called. The ginger haired man had been planning to confess his feelings for the canary hybrid for the past few months, and he had finally gotten up the courage to do so.

Only the sheriff was nowhere to be found.

The goblin glanced around with a mildly concerned expression, panicking slightly. What if he's hurt? Or he went mining and got stuck i a cave or something? There's no way he'd leave- I told him I was coming. It was then that FWhip's gaze landed on a small note stuck to the door of a building.

'Hey FWhip!

I know you wanted to meet up with me, but Scott kind of wanted to show me a new build of his, so I went to go check that out real quick. I'll be back soon, I promise, so just wait here. Or you can come over to Chromia and meet me there! Either way, talk to you in a bit.

~Jimmy :)'

FWhip stared at the note with a slight frown. Why would he want to go with Scott and not me? It must have been an emergency if he ditched me. I'll go meet him there.

He shrugged, reaching for some rockets. There must have been a good reason.

——

FWhip smiled as Jimmy laughed, taking this opportunity to make himself known. "Hey Sheriff!" The blonde turned around and smiled slightly, and FWhip could feel his heart rate increasing.

"Oh- hey FWhip! Guess you decided to meet me in Chromia?" He joked, and FWhip nodded, shooting an awkward smile at Scott as well.

"Yep. What was he showing you anyway?" The ruler of the Goblands asked curiously.

"Oh, just some improvements to my tavern." Scott said with a shrug.

"And the illegal sheriff toys that you still have." Jimmy said pointedly.

"What? Everyone wants to sleep with the sheriff! Especially me." Jimmy went slightly red at this comment. "Don't take that experience away from them, Jim-Jam."

"Stop calling me that!" Jimmy protested.

FWhip said nothing, staring at Scott quietly. Yes, he knew that Scott flirted with literally every man on the server- but not Jimmy. He wasn't allowed to flirt with Jimmy. Nobody can. Nobody but me.

He stayed silent for the rest of the conversation, and the more he listened to Scott's suggestive jokes and playful movements, the more he wanted to plunge a knife into the cyanette's head. It certainly wasn't the first violent thought that FWhip had had concerning people who flirted with Jimmy- but it was the first one he was certain he was going to act on.

So the second Jimmy left (FWhip had made an excuse of wanting to look through some dyes for trading and that he'd catch up with him in a minute), he attempted to do just that.

Scott didn't realise what was happening until FWhip had him pinned to the ground, and by that point it was too late. He barely even registered the blood splattering across him as he repeatedly stabbed the llama-loving ruler of Chromia in the head, using his sword with growing aggression.

The goblin only stopped when the cyanette's body was unrecognisable as Scott. It was quite literally just a bloody mess.

Then he left quietly to clean himself up before going to meet Jimmy.

Perhaps his plans to confess to the sheriff would have to wait just a bit longer.

After all, this certainly seemed to be an effective method of dealing with people who wanted to take Jimmy away from him.

——

It happened again. More than once.

First it was with Joel, who made yet another flirtatious remark about the blonde canary hybrid.

FWhip was much smaller than Joel and definitely couldn't beat him in a fight, so he decided that tearing the god's elytra would have to do.

Needless to say, it wasn't a pretty sight the next time the brunette tried to fly.

Then it was Tango (Pix and Sausage had figured out a way to re-open the Rift), who was insistent on calling Jimmy his 'rancher buddy', and sometimes when FWhip went to check on Jimmy (others would have called it stalking, but he just referred to it as walking very close behind) he saw the Blazeborn hugging the Sheriff. That simply wouldn't do.

Luckily, Tango came to visit the Goblands, where there was a very convenient pool of water to drown him in. If anybody asked, FWhip had been mining at the time and had no idea anything had happened to Tango till somebody told him otherwise.

It went on with a few others who got a bit too close to Jimmy (nobody worth mentioning, in his opinion), which lead FWhip to where he was now.

He peeked around the corner to see Jimmy with his head buried in his hands, leaning against the wall of a building as he sobbed quietly. The goblin rushed out. "Are you okay, Jimmy?" He asked quietly, sitting next to the sheriff.

Jimmy shook his head quietly as he looked up. "No. No, I'm not- everyone I care about is just- they keep- who's doing this?!" He wailed, tears trickling down his cheeks.

FWhip rested his head on Jimmy's shoulder with an affectionate, incoherent murmur. "It's... well, it's not okay, but... I just want you to know that no matter what's happening right now, I'm here for you." He said quietly.

The brown eyed man shot him a concerned look. "But- you can't- they'll kill you as well." Jimmy whispered, his voice cracking slightly.

"I don't care. I care about you a lot, Jimmy. I'm not gonna ditch you because someone decided to be a serial killer." A very smart someone. Jimmy stared at him for a moment before pulling him into a hug.

It took this for FWhip to realise that it had worked.

Everybody else was too scared to go near Jimmy now. Jimmy only had him.

Jimmy could only go to him for help.

It was worth it.

FWhip got what he wanted in the end, and all it took was getting his hands a little bit dirty.

I love how in the space of a few months I've gone from 'can't cause any damage to the characters, I'd feel bad if they bruised their arm :(' to 'hahahaha killing off characters go brrrr, funny Yandere goblin man'