#impostor x reader

[a-sad-machine]

Letters to the friendly!Impostor

So, adding on to this post i made, here is some more thoughts i had for the friendly!Impostor SAGAU!! After the reader and the Impostor made an agreement, reader got somewhat of an entry-pass for the seven nations of Teyvat from them. Its mostly just a letter explaining their cover story, and so that reader can travel freely with some perks like free food and shelter during nights. Now what I thought would be kinda cute for this au, is the reader sending letters to the Impostor about their travels. At first because they wanted to show them that no, I’m not gonna betray you and yes, I am literally living my best life just traveling around, as well as the fact that they’re the only person reader can talk to without holding back their simping and world-knowledge. Later on the Impostor starts sending some letters back, and slowly a deeper friendship starts to bloom, with reader mostly writing to rant about cool stuff they found and the characters they met.(I also think they would come up with cute nicknames for the Impostor, since that isnt a real name and very long. something like Imp-chan maybe? or Ruler-sama when they want to tease xd) The only downside is that these letters would instantly expose their scheme, so Imp-chan (i really don’t want to write the full thing constantly anymore ^^”) made another law pertaining letter privacy, which forbids anyone from reader the letters their ‘blessed-one’ has send. This of course makes the acolytes kinda jealous and suspicious, because what did the readers parents do for their child to get favoured so much by the divine creator? Especially since they seem to just have popped up out of nowhere. And how come they always smile so brightly when they receive those letters, as well as the strange eagerness with which they write back The more love-sick and blindly devoted followers are appeased when Imp-chan tells them that it is none of their concern and the interest they have for this mortal could never rival the love they have for their acolytes. The problem starts with those who are more cunning and not as naive. They of course don’t think their divine god is lying to them, but what if reader was using them for their own gain? They can’t let you threaten their god, but they also can’t harm you, so instead they spy on you, which of course is the perfect recipe for disaster ;}

[clanwarrior-tumbly]

Among us but the whole crew are imposters but one who's normal and trying not to be ejected out of fear

There are 9 Impostors among us

The words that showed up on your tablet chilled you to the bone.

Out of ten people..you were the only normal crewmate? You were terrified at the realization you could be killed so easily--or even ejected if they decided to throw you out and take over the ship.

You took a deep breath and switched the screen to view your tasks. One that you hadn’t noticed before caught your eye.

It was the one that’ll save your life:

Send Distress Signal

With fear gripping your heart, you decided to carefully make your way to comms. Hopefully you’ll be able to send out a call for help.

Though just as you arrived, the doors suddenly slammed shut behind you, along with the lights going out. But fortunately there were no vents in this room, so you felt around for the chair, finding it and sitting down.

‘Maybe the Impostors haven’t noticed me yet..’ You hoped as you quickly booted up the computer, the screen lighting up in the darkness.

“SOS. My ship is overrun by Impostors. Somehow I am the only normal crewmate onboard. Please help me.”

You quickly hit send after giving the coordinates, waiting for the loading bar to reach 100% as the message was passed onto MIRA HQ.

When it finally did, the lights returned to normal and the door behind you opened. Then you heard footsteps and, in a panic, hid underneath one of the desks right as not one...but two Impostors walked in.

You could only see their boots, and you noticed they were dragging them a little--as though they were limping. But you held your breath as you saw one of them brandish a gun.

Weapons like that were incredibly risky to carry around. ‘They better not shoot at the walls..or else all the oxygen goes kaput. Even the canisters I got won’t be enough to save me..’ You thought grimly, keeping quiet till they were finally gone.

Their supposed enhanced vision didn’t seem to work in their favor, thank goodness.

You finally emerged with a shaky sigh, wondering if you were gonna survive this--or if it was even worth trying to survive--

‘No. It’s worth it..I-I’m not gonna let them scare me..’ Clearing your head of any doubts, you just stayed in comms for a little while longer, deciding to map out your escape plan.

Hopefully your message will be received soon. Until then you’ll do your best to survive.

[pink-sussy-bussy]

Among Us Impostor X Reader (*SMUT!!*)

Amogus.

It was your r favouriteb game ever and u decided to play with random because none of your friends were online (SAD)

You were doing tasks in electric when u heard the vent open behind you.

Black popped out of the vent and you were going to press the button when he grabbed your wrist and pulled you against his big muscular chest. You blushed so hard.

"B-black you baka!! Let me go you're sus!!" You cried pounding on his chest but his grip only tightened.

"No pink you will only snitch because you are crew. You are so cute I just wanna sus your bussy."

You blushed and nodded.

"Sus my bussy black."

He did.

His big impostor tentacles touched u so hard and it was so good. You did not press the button and you played third impostor so you could feel his impostor body all night long.

The End.

[clanwarrior-tumbly]

Sick (with the long tounge) imposter x caring reader?

“Now open wide and--oh..you’re uh..gonna have to take off your helmet for me.”

“..........”

“C’mon, Imp. I can’t exactly administer cough medicine with your visor in the way.” You looked towards the closed medbay doors. “I promise nobody’s gonna come in. I’m not going back on my word about keeping you safe from them.”

“....promise you won’t scream?”

Glancing back at the Impostor, you nodded. “In space nobody can hear you scream anyway.” You chuckled. “But I promise.”

Finally, they did take off their helmet. And you could see the parasite that stretched itself all over their head, basically covering any hair and facial features they might’ve had. 

But the most prominent part was the long tongue that uncurled itself and hung down from what you assumed was the mouth. It was capable of turning into a long, sharp point to impale its victim’s head---and they could very much do that to you right now if they wanted to.

Fortunately you trusted and cared for them, always vouching for them like you would any other crewmate. You believed the two sides could coexist and, perhaps, benefit from each other.

Nobody suspected this crewmate to be the Impostor yet, but you wanted to make sure they were sane enough to resist the parasite first before you suggested peaceful coexistence.

Maybe that's why they haven't killed you immediately. There's still some humanity in them..and you're the only one who saw that.

With a smile you gave them the cough syrup, turning the spoon upside down so it would land on the tip of their tongue, which recoiled soon after. You weren’t gonna run the risk of losing your hand if you brought the spoon any closer to their mouth.

“I wonder where you got the cough from,” you wondered. “Maybe dust from those vents? I doubt anybody cleans them.”

The Impostor nodded silently in agreement, before they put their helmet back on and sighed. “It’s always dark and dusty down there.”

“Then how about this..I’ll call another meeting and see if we can have “clean vents” as a task!” You suggested, putting the medicine away. “Or..maybe if you can show me the ones you use the most I can help you clean them!”

“....you’re risking a lot to help me...I hope you know that..”

“Yeah, well..it’s a risk that’ll be worth it in the end.” You smiled, patting their head. "Trust me."

[clanwarrior-tumbly]

Okay, not sure if you write among us stuff or not, but uhhh do you think you could do something like impostor!red x cyan!reader?

Oooooo I never have but I wanted to give it a try!

.........

“I don’t know..Red seems awful sus-”

“No, they aren’t.” You cut into the conversation, putting a gloved hand up. “They accompanied me to electrical when the lights went out, and they watched me submit a scan in medbay. If they were the impostor, they would’ve had two opportunities to kill me.”

“Maybe so..” White remarked. “But did you ever see them scan, Cyan?”

“No. They were gonna when you reported the body.” You huffed, shaking your head before standing up. “C’mon guys, they gave you their alibi and "sus” is your only argument?”

“True, we can’t eject someone with a solid alibi.” Pink chimed in. “How about we skip for now and we’ll keep a sharp eye out, alright?”

The rest of the crew seemed to agree and withheld from voting, which ended the meeting without anyone being ejected from the ship for once. Everyone got up to finish their remaining tasks, while Red followed you silently to security, where you two checked the cameras.

You didn’t have any reason to, you just figured you could test them out to make sure they worked.

However, the door suddenly slammed shut, which made you blink with confusion. “Huh?

“Why..are you so intent on saving me? They’ll find out eventually..”

“I won’t let them.” You looked back at Red, flipping your blue visor up so they could see your reassuring smile. “You didn’t ask to be the impostor. And I know you didn’t ask to be..infected..”

Just like that, though, your cheerful expression gradually faltered after making the grim remark. It was true that an alien parasite infected your dear friend--who’s been with you in past rounds--so to see them overtaken hurt, but you vowed to keep them safe.

“Besides, why should you be ejected when..we could instead find a way to cure you? Surely there must be-”

"How could you ever hope to cure this?” They flipped up their own visor, revealing a bloody mess of a face that no longer belonged to them--instead the goopy parasite with numerous sharp teeth and a long tongue covered it. “It..I-I could kill you at anytime..”

“I’m not afraid.” You insisted, even though seeing the monster behind the death of your fellow crewmate did rattle your nerves. “And you’re still my friend. I think that’s more than enough of a reason to vouch for you.”

Red said nothing, only closing their visor as the door finally opened. You checked the progress bar, sighing, before you looked up and smiled.

“C’mon, we’re almost done here.” You took their red-gloved hand. “Just stay close.”

[clanwarrior-tumbly]

Coward scady cat Imposter x brave reader (imposter that uses the vents more to hide then travel?)

I gotta say all your ideas for Among Us fics are *chefs kiss* Can't get enough of them!

...........

"No one has died yet..it's kinda strange..”

“Well maybe the Impostor’s being overly cautious.”

“Probably. But I thought they were all ruthless and smart.”

“Keep in mind that the parasites can mimic their host’s personalities.” You spoke up at the daily meeting. “So they could very well be cowardly and...not too smart.”

“How do you know so much about Impostors?” One crewmate sneered, causing you to glare at them and slam down a file.

“Because I’m in charge of researching them, dipshit..” You huffed. “I’m not saying we should spare them if they’re caught. But knowing their personality type narrows down our list of suspects.”

“So...you got any idea?”

“...not yet. Just keep an eye on how the person next to you acts, and we should have our culprit soon.”

The whole crew agreed to skip the vote, as everyone went back to finishing their tasks soon after. You sighed and picked up the file, before checking to see what you should do next.

But as soon as you did, you frowned as the lights went out. ‘Of course..now they decide to sabotage something.’ You shook your head, heading out of the cafeteria--

Only to stop as you heard the squeak of a vent opening before it slammed shut.

It was too dark to tell if someone entered or exited it, but you prayed it was the former as you looked around.

Then the lights turned back on, and you saw one of your crewmates return from electric. “Did you see someone vent? Or was it you-?”

“It wasn’t me. I dunno if someone went in or out...but I’ll keep an eye on all the vents.” You told them.

“...wow, you’re taking one hell of a risk doing that.” They chuckled, petting their one-eyed dog. “I know you can’t be them ‘cuz you’re pretty damn bold. Wish this coward would just show themselves already.”

You simply nodded, before you made your way to weapons to complete the task of shooting down asteroids from a nearby belt.

Then, of course, your paranoia kicked in yet again as the door behind you slammed shut. You huffed in annoyance, wondering what kind of game the Impostor was trying to play this time.

Are they doing this on purpose? To make you scared so your nervousness could be mistaken for cowardice?

“Well you’re not gonna intimidate me, Impostor..” You grumbled, finishing your task.

But once more, you heard a small squeak of metal, looking to see--

“P-Please don't run! I’m not one of the infected-types!”

“...huh?” Tilting your head, you looked at the person still in the vent, their head poking out as their hand shakily grasped the grates. “Ah..so it's you--"

“I-I beg you..d-don’t eject me, I swear on my life I will not h-hurt anybody!” Despite their face not being visible, they seemed to be crying given the sniffles you heard.

You couldn’t help but feel bad for them, as you sighed. “Fine. I'm gonna trust that you're being genuine. Just stay out of trouble or I won't hesitate to kick you out."

They flinched, but nodded meekly. "I'll b-be honest..I don't like traveling through these vents a lot. I just hide in them because I'm too nervous someone will see me.."

"Yet..you trust me enough to pop out of one?"

"....yes. Look, y-you're the calmest one here...you won't go shouting about finding someone v-venting."

"....true. Well..keep doing what you're doing and don't get caught till the next meeting. I'll figure out something 'cause everyone's getting antsy."

Nodding in understanding, the Impostor hid in the vent once more, leaving you alone as you realized the dilemma you put yourself in:

'Shit..I'm gonna have to actually defend the Impostor...now what do I do?'