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Graceful_Gryphon from Wattpad // I write fan fictions/imagines for Sam Drake & Rafe Adler // Musician // Oct 4 ♎️// Norwegian-Filipino // Will follow back as @current-obsession-s.// Patreon: www.patreon.com/angiearnes

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Currently 21 chapters out! Read the first chapter now on Wattpad! https://www.wattpad.com/story/297931173-love-and-ambition

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Love and Ambition

Hi! And yes, I’m working on a new story again. Hopefully this time, this will stick. 

https://www.wattpad.com/story/297931173-love-and-ambition

Film student, Brooke, dreams of winning the "Best Film Award" from the Indie Film Festival, but her boyfriend's lurking efforts to catch her cheating throws her new life off the tracks. As she's struggling with a new film crew, Brooke falls for a friend who was once a stranger.

New chapters every Wednesday!

[immortalenough]

D̷̛͇̿̉̂͊́͘O̸̜̪͔̿̈́̾̃́̚ ̸̱̺̞̾̉Ý̸̛̫͚̿̊̕O̵̟̗͓̮̫͖͓̐̏̔͆͋Ú̶̡̨͉̬̙̘͌̈́̑̿ ̶̡̛̲̪̼͈̀̎͌̃̏̋͜Ŵ̶̡̢̛̖̣̘̖̤̑̃̊͜A̷͕̝̝̪̝̍̅͗̎̂̇̍̾̀N̴̛̜̏̈̈́́̎̈N̴͍̼̼̦͓͖͊A̴̢̗̮̹͇̰̾̇̀̃̀̓̿͌͠ ̴̢̬̘̩̃Ḟ̶̡̨͍̙̩͈̞̲́̈́͊̅̇̌͗͝I̵̤̺̹̩̯͙̦̝͖͙̓̉͊͋̍̌͒N̶̛̪̱͖͚̙͕͓̼̳̆̆͂̓̏̾̎̌D̶͇̠͙͓̘̤͉̦̦̳̋̾̊̎̓͐̈́̚͝͠ ̴̡̗̭̙͉̈́͐͒O̶̗̙̤̬̻̓̇͛͒̐̓̍Ũ̶̢͕͇͍͓̮Ṫ̵͎͎̗͉͔͜?̴͕̞̍͆̋̈́̈̈͌́͘̚?̸̢̡̰͉̝̗̹͉͉̩͒̊̀̈́̏̈́͗̑̕?̶̧͚͉̖̦̠͆̈͆̂̽̾

idk if this has been done before but yeah

[jailbreakdrake]

sam drake in that shirt appreciation post

[lexi-jadeee]

Sam Drake laugh/chuckle compilation

Side Note: Sorry I’ve been so inactive lately. I’ve been busy with college apps and school so I haven’t had any time to make content, let alone have enough free time to play video games :(

[incorrect-uncharted]

Court: For you crimes we sentence you to 68 years in prison.

Sam: Can you-

Sam: Can you add one more year?

[unchartedtrash]

Back from the dead!

Hello everyone!

Even though most of you must have forgotten about me, I just came here to update that I’m writing for the Black Veil Brides fandom. 

If you are interested, the stories will be posted on my main account. I’d like to keep this blog as an archive for all my Uncharted short stories. Hence why I’m not changing the username and whatnot

Want to check it out? Click me!

I know it sounds like self-promo, but I would like to get my stuff noticed and read, and get feedback as well!

Have a nice day!

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A New Addition - Broken Trust Part 3 (Rafe Adler)

Part 1

Part 2

I chant, "Please be negative." In my head as I pace around the house while waiting for the pregnancy test to show its results. I bite my nails as I manage this situation alone; hearing my own thoughts fill up the empty house.

My legs start to give in and I sit on the couch, bouncing my leg as I stare up at the ceiling.

If the pregnancy test were to show positive, I don't know if I'm even ready to be a mother. I'm soft. My child might end up being a brat after seeing all the wealth they have.

I think about Rafe and how he was like when I met him.

He has it all, I thought and his impeccable charm was irresistible. I dived right into the trap only to hurt myself over and over again.

It wasn't until he "grew up" that he changed.

"You make me want to be a better man," he said and I only chuckled at the statement. "It's true! I was blinded by all my wealth, my successes that I didn't realize that the only thing that truly made me happy was right in front of me," he paused as he pulled me closer to him. "You."

The timer on my phone rings, indicating that I can check on the results. My heart beats up my throat.

I walk to the bathroom, biting my lower lip as I see it on the counter by the sink.

Staring down at it, my breath stops and it's like the floor beneath me is pulling me down.

It's positive.

My heart feels so full and yet feels so empty. Is this how I'm supposed to feel? Indifferent? It's like the anxiety that I felt earlier went away the moment I stared at the pregnancy test.

It's positive, God damn it.

The room starts falling into place as I think about Rafe again. He'll be happy, I'm sure. We had "the kids" talk a few months back and he seemed so impassive about the situation.

"We're financially stable. We have a big house. You and me? We'll be great parents." He cupped my cheeks and kissed my forehead as he dressed for work. "I don't mind kids."

I sigh. I just need to figure out how to surprise him about the news.

* * *

The bell of the Dan Cafe dings as I enter the main door, alerting the staff of another customer. I walk up to the cashier and the woman at the register smiles at me.

"The regular?" She asks, pressing on the screen.  

"Yes, but decaf." I take the wallet out my bag  and pay before picking the table by the window which Rafe and I always take whenever we come here for our lunch dates. As I return my wallet in my bag, I feel for the box that I wrapped the pregnancy test in.

I constantly stare at the door for any sign of Rafe until my drink comes and takes my attention. "Decaf and a cappuccino for Mr. Adler." The same woman from the register—who I now know to be Lauren from the multiple times I've visited—puts down two drinks on the table. I thank her.

The bell rings and in comes Rafe whose shoulders seem tight and his eye brows slightly knitted together. He finds my table and sits across from me.  

"What's wrong? It sounded urgent." He reaches for my hand, but I just smile as I twist for my bag that is hanging by the back rest of the chair. I fish for the box and place it in front of him.

"What--?" He stares at me and down at the box. "It's not another watch, is it, hon?" He chuckles as he unwraps the ribbon. Upon opening it, he freezes. His eyes glass and he swallows the lump in his throat.

"We did it." He mumbles before laughing and standing up to face me. "We did it!" He picks me up from the chair and spins me around in his arms.

He's changed. I think to myself. He was cold, bitter and distant. He hasn't shown much emotions that are this extreme to the public nor to me.

"What's wrong?" I used to ask him whenever I hear him huff as he enters the door.

"Nothing." Was his usual reply before disappearing into his office and locking the door behind him.

Now, whenever I ask him that question, he sits on the couch beside me, wrap his arms around my shoulder and pull be towards him. "Nothing. Now that I have you here with me."

A tear rolls down my cheek and he wipes it away with his thumbs. "I'm just as excited as I am ecstatic for this little guy to be part of our lives." He places a hand on my stomach.

"Rafe?" I pull his chin up to look at me. "I..." I search his eyes; beautiful deep green with a black speckle on one eye. To this day, they never failed to fill my stomach with butterflies. "I love you."

He smiles as he embraces me once more. "I love you too."

The End

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The Broken May Be Mended - Broken Trust Part 2 (Rafe Adler)

Part 1

Rafe and I sat by a tree in a park. He had his arms around me while I rested myself against his chest, slowly rising and falling by his breathing. It was a sunny day and the clouds weren’t intermitting the mood of how comfortable it was to be with him. I knew back then that I wanted to stay with him no matter what happened between us.

“I want this to last.” He said, kissing the top of my head.

I only reply with a chuckle.

He let go of our embrace and stared me in the eyes, a small smile on his lips. “You don’t believe me?”

“No,” I hold his cheek in my palm. “Because those who says that often ends.”

“Well, trust me.”

I did.

I trusted him.

Maybe a little too much.

After that night when I caught him with that girl, I couldn’t stop thinking about it. The very memory still haunts my dreams and waking thoughts—it’s in my every movement.

He wanted it to last.

I guess he didn’t want it as much.

I was young and naive—I didn’t know that Rafe Adler would be trouble.

I should have.

He was handsome, successful and charming. Anyone can fall for him easily.

The ring that is laying on my hand catches my attention, the diamond reflecting the sunlight as it sits on a silver band. There’s no point of me keeping it. Some other girl might as well have it—she might even make it last.

Getting out of the car was as painful as seeing him kiss that girl, but I swallow the hatred and walk up to his door and ring the doorbell. I feel the ground beneath me spinning as I continue standing, knocking on the door to get his attention again.

The chain on the other end of the door unlocks and the door opens, revealing Rafe with a week old scruff; the bags under his eyes puffing his eyes as he smells slightly of old sweat.

“Jesus Christ.” I comment as he tries to move in for a hug, but I move away.

“I’m sorry.” He says, keeping back his distance.

I clear my throat. “I just came to give you the ring back.”

“Oh…” He study the ring, unmoved from his spot. He has his eyes fixed on it as if he’s thinking of taking it or not.

“It would be best… For her…” I grab his hand and let him take it, turning onto my heels to leave; but he calls my name.

“Listen,” I hear him walk down the porch steps. I turn around to face him. “I messed up… I know…” He clears his throat. “She was captivating—I swear I didn’t want to kiss her—”

“But that’s the thing, Rafe! You did!” I snap, my nose flaring as I remember how his smile was after they kissed. He looked so satisfied. He looked at her that way he used to look at me. “You looked so in love!”

“I wasn’t!” He holds me by the waist. “I was just,” he looks me deeply in the eyes, the way he’s done so many times before. I try to swallow the feelings I have for him, but his green eyes continues to captivate me. “Captivated.”

Everything inside me tells me not to believe him, but I know exactly what he’s talking about. That was the exact same feeling I had when I met him: captivated. We were young and had so much to live for, but I don’t know if I can wait until he grows out of his immature charm of wanting to be with every girl. She wasn’t the first.

“Take me back?” He asks.

I let go from his hold on my waist. “No, Rafe. I can’t keep taking you back when I know that you’ll get with another girl and find another excuse why you cheated.”

“But—”

“But nothing.” I turn around. “Goodbye, Rafe.”

* * *

The clock ticks behind me as I continue typing on my desk. The telephone beside me rings and I pick it up.

“Someone is here to see you.” The receptionist tells me and I tell her to bring them in. It’s normal for my clients to come spontaneously and I often enjoy guessing which one is coming in for an impromptu appointment.

The door opens and I push the laptop aside, saving the draft for my upcoming psychology book. As I look up, my heart stops up my mouth.

“I’m not doing well.” Rafe says as he closes the door. “I can’t sleep, I can’t stop thinking and I can’t stop hating myself.” He sits himself down on the seat across my desk. “I miss you.” As he looks me in the eyes, his appearance hasn’t changed since I last saw him a week ago. His scruff has grown longer, his hair messier, but his scent smells like the cologne I gave him on Christmas.

At least he showered.

I scoff. “Why now, Rafe? Out of all the times you could have mended it, why now?”

He rubs his face. “I grew up, I guess.” He takes a deep breath as he looks down on the floor, his elbows resting on his knees. “I grew up with you and I’ve been spiraling down this realization of wanting you.

“Your face appears in my dreams and no matter how much I try to forget you—I can’t.” He looks up again. “One last chance and you won’t regret it.”

I take a deep breath, putting his words into account. I swore to myself that I won’t be stupid enough to do this. Is it pity that I feel for him, or do I still love him? Even with the countless times he’s broken my heart, he looks more genuin now than years ago.

“Okay.” I tell him, my heart racing in my chest.

His ears perks up like a dog who’s heard the word ‘treat’. I smile slyly at it.

“Okay?” He mimics, moving his seat closer to me. “You mean that?”

“Yes,” I lean back in the chair, “but you have to work to regain my trust, Rafe Adler.”

His eyes start to glass as the light shines on his face. “It will be the first time I’ll work hard in my life.”

Part 3

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Him (Part 2) - Sam Drake x Reader

@sugardaddysully @utara-north wanted a part two, so y’all get a part two!!

Part 1

Your breath is caught in your throat.

Out of anyone within the past years, you did not expect his face to appear right at your door. Your heart is beating out of your chest, wondering if you’d want to slap him on the face or pull him in your arms for a kiss.

“Hi.” Is all he says, with his smug smile and oh-so-perfect lips; you slam the door shut right in front of him and lay your back against it. “Wait, let me explain!” He muffles through the door.

“Explain what?!” You finally find the urge to speak, only to come out scratchy from the lump forming in your throat. “You left me, Sam!”

You hear him sigh as he slides his back against the door. “I know…” A silence forms between you both. Your hand urges to open the door, but you cannot trust that if you let him in, he won’t ever leave again. “Are you with anyone?” He asks and you smile to yourself.

“No.” You reply, going onto your knees as you rest your head against the door, pretending that it’s his shoulder.

“Why?” He asks.

You think for a while, not knowing exactly what to say. It has been nearly six years since he left and you thought that your happily ever after was your work as you had no intention of finding anyone else—

“Because no one is as good as you, Sam.” Your hand reaches for the door knob. As it opens, Sam falls on his back and onto your feet, smiling up at you. A laugh escapes both your mouths as he stands and dust his knees.

He takes a grip on your waist, the same way as he’s done before, pulling you closer to him. By now, you are staring up into those familiar eyes that still sends shivers down your spine. Dear God, you still love him.

“I hate you.” You say, holding a smile.

“Great, I do too. Looks like we agree on something, huh?”

Before you could even reply, you feel his lips against yours, smelling the putrid scent of cigarette in his mouth, but you don’t care because those lips are his and nothing can destroy this moment.

You feel his hand on your back as your hand slides up onto his nape, touching his sleeked back hair like it was. Oh, how you wanted and dreamed of this moment so badly. You pull him closer to you, savoring his lips that you’ve been longing for for years.

As you both let go of each other, Sam has that look on his face where his eyes shine as if he’s a kid in Christmas; you already know the stories that he will tell.

“Are my stuff still here?” He asks.

You nod as he lets himself in. Maybe this is your true happily ever after.

With him.

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Hi, I was curious about when could you write the next chapter of Underage? Also will you write a second chapter for Nate x Elena x Sam fic? (T__T)

I didn't think people were that interested in Underage 😅 I'm not sure if I'm writing any more Sam fics, but maybe... For now, it's a no. Sorry :(

[unchartedtrash]

Satisfied, But Not Happy (Sam Drake)

I take a deep breath, looking at the stars above us. As kids, Sam and I often come to the fields by our houses to play around. It was the best place we could play princess and prince, or even as animals in danger. When we became teenagers, it turned into sneaking out late at night and deep conversations while staring up at the sky.

The grass around us sways and crackles against the night wind that brushes against our arms.

“I’ve got a question.” Sam says, turning to me.

I stay looking at the stars, hating how much my cheeks were heating up just from him looking at me. “Hm?”

“Are you happy with Toby?”

The question compulses me to turn to him. I see his dark eyes glistening against the moonlight, tempting me to lean closer to him. The look of his lips so encapsulating.

“Uh, yes, why?”

He turns away, looking back at the stars that are shining brightly tonight. The sky is clear with no clouds to blanket over the full moon tonight.

“No, you just don’t talk much of him, is all.” His adams apple moves as he gulps. “Are you sure, because--”

“What do you want me to say?” I raise myself up, sitting as I look down at him. “He’s not the worst guy and not the best guy… I’m satisfied with him.”

He scoffs. “Satisfied, but not happy.”

The nerve of him even judging my relationship. Yes, he’s 18 with two more years of experience compared to me, but that does not give him the feeling that he can boss around with who I can be in a relationship with.

“Look,” he raises as well, sitting up in eye level with me. “I just think you deserve someone better than Toby.”

“Don’t talk like that!”

“Like what?”

“Like Toby is some playboy who is just using me for sex! He isn’t! He loves me!”

He averts his eyes away now, pulling one knee closer to him as he rests his arm on it. “Sorry, I didn’t mean to make you upset…”

My jaw is clenched as I stare at him with knotted brows.

A sigh escapes his mouth. “I waited a long time for you guys to break up.”

I raise an eyebrow. “What is that supposed to mean?”

His chest raises as he takes a deep breath, looking away again. “I want to be with you…”

My throat tightens.

What am I supposed to say? What do I do?

“I hesitated on asking you out because I didn’t know how you’ll react… We’re great friends, (y/n), but I don’t want to ruin the friendship we already have.”

A silence comes between us, but it’s not comfortable like it usually is. The air feels tense, like a blanket is covered over us, making it hard to breathe.

I stand. “Um… I… I don’t know, Sam.”

Just looking at him. How his eyebrows are raised with concern and his eyes filled with wonder. I can’t see him like this. I’ve never seen him like this. It almost sounds like I can hear his heart crack from what I just said.

“I’ll go if you want me to.” I say, starting to leave. But I am tugged immediately by the hand, causing me to turn to him as I am pulled close; my head fitting right on his chest.

“I’m sorry…” He says, pulling me into a hug. A hug that has a different feel to it; a feeling that I have never felt from him before. “If this makes things awkward between us--”

“It’s fine.” I cut him off, looking up at him from his chest. His dark hair falling on his forehead which I pull back behind his head. “You’re right. I’m not happy with him.”

The tips of his lips slightly raise, but quivering as he’s holding back a grin.

“Because I could only think of you when I’m with him. I had the biggest crush on you since I was 14 but you said that I was just a little sister to you.” I pause, backing away from him and staring at the ground. “Moving on from you is the hardest thing to do, Sam. You’re smart, funny, charming that it makes Toby--”

I am cut off by feeling his soft lips interlocking with mine. A warm hand placed upon my cheek and on my waist as his soft breath from his nose tickles my skin. 

“Say no more, (y/n).” He whispers, our foreheads touching. “I will be yours if I can call you mine.”

[unchartedtrash]

I'm writing again!

Hello to those who used to read my Uncharted fics!

I'm currently writing an original story on Wattpad called Underage. As the title suggests, it's a story about a relationship of an underage teenager and an older man.

I would really appreciate if you took the time to check it out!

Thanks!

This is the link to the story!

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aries: the definition of a fuckboy but they actually have a soul. literally don’t give two shits about the haters and are some of the most loyal friends i’ve ever encountered. have very sudden growth periods. super dedicated to anything they put their mind to. ALSO OH MY GOD SO GOOD WITH THE TONGUE 

taurus: very eccentric, don’t really know how to deal with emotions. get flustered easily but it’s kinda cute. dreamy demeanor. will ignore the hell out of u if u fuck them over. are lowkey terrified of everything but will probs never admit that as they have some weird element of ego tied into that. 

gemini: really chill people when u get to know them but will scare the shit out of u for like six years if u don’t approach them. do not fucking piss them off as they will butcher yo ass with their tongue and hang u up for the rest of the world to see. probably has daddy issues. writers. really physically attractive and everybody is intimidated as fuck by it. dumb as hell in terms of love and will flirt with you incessantly. REALLY FUCKIN GOOD WITH THEIR HANDS LIKE DAMN. 

cancer: big hearts. fuckin adorable little water signs that are likely drowning in a puddle of their own tears. do not know how to fucking flirt to save their lives. their laughs are kooky as hell and i love it. probably smoke weed. u either love ‘em or want to kill them or are in some poorly balanced inbetween.

leo: okay y’all needa settle down a bit. fragile fuckin egos if i’ve ever seen ‘em and react hardcore if u piss them off. pretty over the top with everything. but damn, are some of the most hopelessly romantic motherfuckers i’ve met. will treat you like a fucking god(dess) if u let them. not super good at social cues tbh. good friends to have if u need to be validated. need quality time. 

virgo: y’all are lowkey hoes and give no fucks about it and it’s fucking great omfg. despite that, they maintain an endearing innocence and can be childish af when things don’t go their way but will love u until the end of time. great taste in music. super fucking smart but don’t show it off too often. 

libra: jesus christ okay i love u guys. super understanding and will always try to see all sides of a situation. probably have been through a lot. aren’t afraid to call u on ur shit and are lowkey emotional shawtys that are still trying to find themselves. make really wonderful parents. get crazy excited over little shit and it’s fucking adorable. 

scorpio: don’t fuck with these hoes unless u know urself first. will expose the parts of urself that u didn’t want to see. super gnarly in fights and will love u until the end of time. pretty standoffish and need time alone when emotionally unstable. keep themselves in amazing shape. are the loneliest fucks i know; be kind to them always. are probably in great shape (physically.)

sagittarius: craziest mofos out there. abandon all emotions before going into a situation and can be super impulsive. funny as fuck and always seem to be on another level. push themselves to the limit and usually forget to give themselves a break. ambitious and can get shit done when they need to. 

capricorn: talk about a ride or die. y’all are loyal to the grave and are incredible friends. until u get fucked over. will probably make ur enemies’ life a living hell, sometimes over-the-top about it. can be v athletic. good writers/artists. really interested in spirituality and the ethereal realms. u guys know what to do in bed and flirt hard af. also so fucking funny oh my god. 

aquarius: amazing friends. probably hate u. easily excitable. space cadets 4 life. rly good with animals and love food but probably restrict their eating habits in one way or another. a paradox in that they are fucking driven as hell to get shit done but give zero fucks at the same time. lowkey kinky af. want to kiss everyone. 

pisces: emotional shawtys through and through. physically attractive as hell. not good at romantic relationships. won’t forget about u for a million years. keep their friends close but will push u the fuck away if they get scared. insecure and just want u to stick around.

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I’m so happy, that Sam has hundreds (or thousands) of fans. Poor cinnamon roll needs all the love. GIVE IT TO HIM!