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Alternate Endings (Pt. 2)

Title: Alternate Endings (Pt. 2)

Genre: more angst, possibly more than the last part. this is your warning.

Pairing: Victor Nikiforov x GN!Reader

Notes: This is a part 2 to the previous part, and I still used the angst prompt list from the aforementioned previous parts to form this piece.

With that said, I think that this will be the only part following the first unless I can find some way to continue the storyline. I intend to keep the ending somewhat depressing and sad, so I guess proceed with caution due to such.

If you want something similar to this for any other character, please let me know, though! I may also mention that this went from a drabble, to a scenario, and now borders on an imagine - I can’t help that I got caught up!

Part 1

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Is It Better To Remember? (Zsasz x Reader)

Sorry I took so long to upload this. Things have been kind-of rough lately, but I promise I’ll try to keep uploading.

You wake up, the steady sound of beeping, and the bright white walls and lights, making your head hurt. You sit up, the white sheets accompanying your movements. “Where am I?” You ask aloud, as you hold your hand up to shield your eyes. Then that’s when you notice it, a white wristband. On which it read; Y/f/n, B/d, e/c, h/c. This which informed you, you were in a hospital. Panicking your heart rate raises, and the beeping from the machine grows faster. That's when you hear a groan, and you turned to see a man sitting at your bedside. His eyes wide open, but it was clear that he was asleep.You had guessed he had been there long, because, even though it wasn’t obvious, you could tell his clothes were a little wrinkled and there had been at least five empty coffee cups on the end table near him. Just the sight of him calms you, “Y/n…” He says as he blinks a few times lazily, realizing you had finally awoken, “Y/n!” He sits up straight and you could see the sleepiness on his face clear as day, “Hey...” You say, unsure. He looks at you, tears brimming in his eyes. Which, unknown to you, was one of the rarest sights every to be seen. He gets up immediately. “I know this isn’t exactly what either of us hand in mind...” He says as he wipes his eyes, and goes down on one knee, “But with you being here, and me not having been able to talk to you. All these things, doing them… just without you.. I couldn’t… It just didn’t feel as.. You know… good? Hell, even killing wasn’t satisfying when I knew you were here, struggling to live…It’s just all this… It’s just kind of made me realize how much I need you. How incomplete I am without you. I mean you are my life. Y/n you are… You’re my everything. What i’m trying to say.. Well what i’m saying is, Y/n, my love, my everything, would you make me the happiest person ever, and marry me? Would you be my wife?” You look at him, as he awaits your answer and you are torn. You look at him, tears starting to fall from your eyes,

“Good,” A man in scrubs says. You assume he was the doctor, after all that seems to make the most sense, “You seem to have gone through a lot. Some thought you weren’t going to make it. You sure do have a tough soul. However, I must tell you-” “Is she okay!?” A voice asks, as you hear things fall, you turn to see the man from yesterday, having ran in here, and was out of breath, “Is she okay!?” He yelled again. You looked at the doctor, who clearly had become disheveled, just by seeing this man, “Mr. Zsasz,” He says as he points to the seat, “If you wouldn’t mind.” THe man, who you’ve come to learn as Zsasz, nods and sits down. The doctor looks at him surprised. You hear a gun cock, and look up to see it had came from Zsasz, the doctor then cleared his throat, “Right....” he says hurriedly, “She is perfectly fine.” He pulls out some charts and hands them to Zsasz, “However, she suffers from head trauma, and so she has a slight case of amnesia. So she won’t be able to remember how she had got here or anything pertaining to the accident, according to the psychologists reports.” He then pulls out another clipboard, “Also she’ll be needing to recover these memories slowly he had said. Because of the little heart epidemic a few days ago, it’s clear that she cannot handle any rush of memories, for her heart my give out. So if you do end up being the one she goes home with make sure, she adjusts slowly because if not you might just have to keep her here. It’s a lot to ask, but as of right now it’s the best that any of us can do. I’m sorry you have to be the one to tell her loved one of this. “ He hands the clipboard to Zsasz, “You can sign the release forms saying that you’ll be the one to take care of her. If need be you could always ask for an in-house nurse.” He leaves and Zsasz looks at you, “So Monday?” he asks, his voice quivering, “You-” he stops and looks at the ground, “You really don’t know who I am? Do you?” You look at him and a frown somehow makes its way onto your face, “I know you’re Zsasz,” you say trying to remember, “And you like to kill people.” The way you said that last part scares you, but something else tells you it’s not that big of a deal. He lets out a dry chuckle, “Yeah…” He says as he finally looks at you, “I’m Zsasz and I like to kill people.” His breath hitches, “Let’s get out of here.” He motions to the wheel chair next to you, “Need help?” You shake your head, and he mutters something under his breath as he leaves. You slowly move to sit in the wheelchair but you fall, and Zsasz runs in, “Y/n!” he looks at you worriedly and you smile sheepishly, “I’m fine.” You say as you get up, “I’m okay.” “You sure?” He asks and you nod. He smiles, “Don’t scare me like that…”

“Knock Knock.” a voice says and you look up to see Jim. You involuntarily stand up, but he rushes up to you, “No, no, no… You should be sitting.” “Sorry.” you say as you sit back down. He hugs you, “So…” He says as he starts pushing you out the room, “How’s my favorite sister doing?” You smile, “I’m your only sister…” you say without a second thought. He laughs, “This much is true…” He says as he stops and begins to sign you out and sign stuff, but you zone out. Your eye having caught a man, who you assumed to be Zsasz standing in the distance staring at something with his sleeved rolled up and a blade in hand. You began to wonder what had just happened, “Y/n!” a voice says pulling you out your thoughts, “What are you staring at?” “Nothing,” you lie easily, “Just thinking…” “Okay, “ he says as he looks around, “Well… Let’s go home.” “Why do you only visit when he’s not here?” You ask as you finish eating your breakfast. He looks at you and shakes his head, “I guess I don’t want you to see the real me…” he says, his voice low, hard to hear, “Hmmm?” you sak, food in your mouth,. He shakes his head, “Cause it’s such a hassle, to talk to other people besides you. “But if he’s my brother, and apparently we like each other,” You ask as you take another bite, “Wouldn’t he already know who you are? and you two would just be cool with each other or somethin?” “Well he definitely knows me…” he says, a dry chuckle escaping his lips again, you raise your eyebrow, and he shakes his head. You sit down your eating utensil and frown at him, “Why do you keep doing that?” you ask, a bit irritated, “Doing what?” he asks and you groan inwardly, “Shaking your head.” you say to which he responds with yet another head shake, “It’s as if you don’t want me to remember you? What are you hiding? “ You sigh, “Do you not want me to love you?” you look up at him and stare him straight in the eye, “Because at the track we’re on, I’m not going to remember anything about you… And you’ll just be another person, all you’re gonna be is a hit man to me who just happens to work for penguin, and happens to be rivals with my brother. Nothing special Victor, nothing special at all…” a tear starts to form and you sigh. He looks at you wide-eyed and you stare back, “What?” “You just…” he says, befuddled, “You remembered!” You smiled at him, “I did?” you ask and his smiles falters a bit… “Wait what did I remember Zsasz?” He looks at you, and you notice him clench his fist, “I better get to work.” he stands up, “ I don’t want to be late. “Wait no!” you say as you follow him to the fire escape “What?” he asks, irritation lacing his voice, “I just…” you say unsure of what just happened, “You just forgot?” he asks clearly now irritated, “Yea… I know. That seems to be all you’re good for…” he slip off the fire escape and is gone,

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Alternate Endings

Title: Alternate Endings

Genre: tons of angst. be warned.

Pairing: Victor Nikiforov x GN!reader

Notes: This came to be purely because I noticed the severe lack of works under Yuri on Ice!!! on my masterlist, and the severe lack of pure and true angst. I then got inspired to write something to make people cry (cause I’m twisted like taht), and this came to be.

I got the idea for this work from this list of angst sentences/prompts, so this isn’t my claim. The plot built around the sentence is, but this alone isn’t. Either way, I hope that this gets the point across.

I also don’t know if there should be any warnings besides an overabundance of angst and unrequited love. So do with that what you will.

(I will also warn you that this is kind of crappy, but do what you will with that knowledge. If anyone wants a part 2, please indicate so!)

Part 2 (Final)

Below the cut!

I don’t who to do next...

Since you guys are the people who actually read my stories then it is you who should decide who I do next.

Comment who the next one shot should be about.

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Notice Me (Nygma x Reader x Zsasz)

“Yes, she loves you.” He says rolling his eyes. “Well she likes me more than you.” He says smirking, “I mean look at you. You’re an assassin.” “And you’re a riddling freak.” “No one can love the loveless.” “And no one wants to love somebody who killed their last lover.” He shows a quick grin then continues to straight face him. “Well I, unlike you, know how to find my way into a girl's’ heart.” Nygma says smirking. Zsasz raises his eyebrow, “You? I highly doubt that.” He says, almost laughing, “Yes, of course. Nygma the love expert.” “Are you guys still fighting over my cousin?” A female voice says. They turn around, finding Tabitha in the doorway, “You realize she doesn’t like, let alone, know either one of you. I highly even doubt that she even knows you exist.” “Ha. Ha. Ha.” Edward says, “Very funny Tabitha.” “How about we place a wager then?” She says, smirking., “Who ever she notices first this week wins. And if she notices neither one of you at all. I win.” “This should be easy.” Edward says, “If all we have to do is get her to notice us. How-” “What’s on the line?” Zsasz asks, “What are we betting here.” “Simple.” Tabitha says as she pulls out a folder.

“Y/N!!” Someone yells. Your head perks up. You listen closely to wear it had come from; Outside. You stand up, and fiddle your way around the room. You had woken up blind. Well temporarily blind at least. You had drunken some kind of drug given to last night and woke up blind. “Hello?” You ask out into the darkness. “Y/N!” the voice yells, “I’M OVER HERE!” you walk towards the voice, and hit a wall. You just sit there, waiting. Waiting to be found, waiting to see. Just waiting. Hands grab your shoulders ripping you from your thoughts and you scream. “No no no no. Shhhhhhh!” the voice says, “I’m here to get you out.” “Who are you?” you ask frantically, “Did Tabitha or James send you?” “No. I’m just a good samaritan, you could say.” “That’s good to know. I’m Y/n.” “I’m Edward, but people call me Ed.” “Ed, where are we going?” you ask as you hold his hand, carefully following him. “Wherever you want. At least once we get out of here.” “There you are Ed!” a voice calls. You turn towards the voice, but of course, see nothing. “Victor. I thought you left,” Ed says, in an almost hostile tone. “Ed. You know we stick together. We’re a team.” “But Vic-” “Who’s this lovely lady?” Victor asks, cutting Ed off. “This is Y/n. I’m helping her escape.” “Ah. Ah. Ah. Ed, I told you about teamwork. We are helping her escape.” he says, and you hear a faint grumble. “Here, drink this. This should help with your blindness.” He gives you a drink and you blink a couple times. Nothing happening. “Ed, i’m still blind.” you say giving him back the cup. “Yea, you’ll get your sight back in the next few minutes.” he says, then you hear shuffling. “Do you know who kidnapped you?” Victor asks “Yea. It was a hit man named Zsasz. He’s bald, and that’s all I know.” “That sucks.” he says, in an almost sad tone, “But at least we rescued you. Who would’ve known what he could’ve done. He could’ve raped you. Who knows?” Ed says in an almost playful tone. You hear the sound of a punch and you could only assume they were fighting.