𝑉𝑖𝑛𝑐𝑒𝑛𝑡'𝑠 𝐿𝑖𝑏𝑟𝑎𝑟𝑦

[vakrasiaa]

✼༶｡.:✽・ﾟ𝑽𝒊𝒏𝒄𝒆𝒏𝒕'𝒔 𝐋𝐢𝐛𝐫𝐚𝐫𝐲

𝙃𝙞, 𝙄𝙢 𝙑𝙞𝙣𝙘𝙚𝙣𝙩! | 𝙃𝙚/𝙃𝙞𝙢 | 16+ 𝘽𝙡𝙤𝙜 | 𝘽𝙖𝙨𝙞𝙘 𝙙𝙣𝙞

𝙈𝙖𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙡𝙞𝙨𝙩 | 𝙍𝙪𝙡𝙚𝙨

𝙍𝙚𝙦𝙪𝙚𝙨𝙩𝙨: 𝙊𝙥𝙚𝙣!!

𝙉𝙚𝙬𝙚𝙨𝙩 𝙎𝙩𝙤𝙧𝙮: 𝙋𝙖𝙬-𝙛𝙞𝙖 𝘽𝙤𝙨𝙨: 𝙥𝙩1 (𝙒𝙤𝙡𝙛! 𝙈𝙖𝙛𝙞𝙤𝙨𝙤 𝙭 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙧)

𝙒𝙤𝙧𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙤𝙣: 𝙋𝙖𝙬-𝙛𝙞𝙖 𝘽𝙤𝙨𝙨: 𝙥𝙩2 (𝙒𝙤𝙡𝙛! 𝙈𝙖𝙛𝙞𝙤𝙨𝙤 𝙭 𝙍𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙧), *𝙛𝙞𝙡𝙡𝙚𝙧 𝙣𝙖𝙢𝙚* (𝙎𝙡𝙖𝙨𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙭 𝙍𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙧)

𝙎𝙩𝙖𝙩𝙪𝙨: 𝙤𝙠𝙖𝙮 𝙙𝙚𝙖𝙙 𝙨𝙧𝙨 𝙄'𝙢 𝙗𝙖𝙘𝙠 𝙣𝙤𝙬 𝙨𝙬𝙚𝙖𝙧 😭

[vakrasiaa]

Loved it lots, thank you!!!

Youre welcome!!!

I had fun writing it ^^

(A part 2 is currently in the works as well 😌)

[vakrasiaa]

𝐏𝐚𝐰-𝐟𝐢𝐚 𝐁𝐨𝐬𝐬 (𝐏𝐭. 𝟏)

(𝐌𝐚𝐟𝐢𝐨𝐬𝐨 𝐱 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫)

𝐓𝐚𝐠𝐬: 𝐋𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐑𝐞𝐝 𝐑𝐢𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐇𝐨𝐨𝐝-𝐢𝐬𝐡 𝐀𝐔, 𝐒𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐛𝐮𝐫𝐧, 𝐌𝐚𝐟𝐢𝐨𝐬𝐨 𝐢𝐬 𝐃𝐨𝐧 (𝐋𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐫)

Requested by: @queenofwerewolves

𝐀𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐬 𝐍𝐨𝐭𝐞: 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐦𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐛𝐞 𝐚 𝐛𝐢𝐭 𝐦𝐢𝐬-𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐳𝐞𝐝, 𝐈'𝐦 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐠𝐠𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐚 𝐢𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐠𝐮𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐚 𝐯𝐮𝐥𝐧𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐮𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧

Light filtered through the leaves of the forest, scattering golden spots across the lush grass. You cut your way through the trees, holding a basket of berries you had freshly picked from the nearby bushes.

Life for you was quiet. You foraged, gardened, explored and baked. It was peaceful. Slowly a log cabin came into view, you quickened your pace, your red cloak flowing behind you. It was something your grandma had given you before you parted. You wondered how she was doing now. Coming to a stop, you wiped your shoes on the doormat and walked inside.

You walked into the kitchen and rinsed the berries before throwing them in the already bubbling sugar. Once you had completed the batch of cookies, you heated up the oven and sat on the couch to close your eyes. Today was exhausting and you still had 3 more hours till sundown.

You awoke to the sound of whining. Could someone have gotten injured? You stood up, stretched and yawned quickly, then threw on your cloak.

Following the whining, you proceeded deeper and deeper into the woods. You had only been this far a few times and your surroundings were almost completely unfamiliar. You turned a corner and was startled to see a massive black wolf. A bear trap had caught its hind leg. You crept towards it, showing your palms in hopes that it understands that you weren't a threat and just wanted to help and -- surprisingly -- it worked.

The wolf wasn't bearing it's teeth or growling so that was a good sign. You pried the jaws of the trap apart and the wolf removed it's paw, whining in pain. Quickly, you released the trap and narrowly avoided getting injured. You stood back for a moment, trying to assess the situation.

All your medical supplies were back at home and you couldn't just leave the wolf here to be easy prey. You could pick up the animal but would it let you? And could you even carry it all the way home? Only one way to find out.

“I'm just going to pick you up, okay?” You explained like the wolf could understand you. You stepped closer and lifted the large animal. He was almost as big as you.

“God, you’re heavy.” You groaned and carried it home.

The wolf let out a deep growl suddenly.

“Sorry sorry.” You winced, thinking you hurt it more. The idea that it knew what you said for a second popped in your head. You laughed at the idea.

The door clicked softly behind you and you let out an enormous sigh as you carefully set the animal on the ground, petting it's head quickly before walking to the kitchen.

“Get comfortable.” You said before opening a cabinet above the iron stove. There was clean white bandages and some handmade ointment. You carried them over to the wolf and carefully lifted it's leg and examined the damage. The wound wasn't lethally deep and it didn't feel like any bones were broken. Meanwhile, your other hand absent-mindedly scratched behind the wolfs ear. The wolf leaned into your touch and wagged it's heavily furred tail. The canine let out a small whine as you pulled your hand away to unscrew the lid of the jar of ointment. Carefully, you applied it to the wounds, the animal sniffed at it as you did so. Then you reached for the bandages and wrapped the leg tightly.

“Good boyyy.” You said as you scratched its soft chest, that it now had puffed up with pride. You cleaned the floor then washed your hands. The tray of unbaked cookies caught your attention and you quickly threw them in the oven, quietly humming to yourself, trying to figure out the next step. Should you let it go? Let it stay? If you let it go it was bound to get attacked… You passed by the wolf, who was still wagging it's tail, and slumped on the couch with a book. Minutes later, the black wolf came to join you. He lousily jumped up and laid it's head on your lap with a huff.

You glanced up at the clock 30 minutes into your reading session. Shouldn't they be done now?…

Beep beep

The canine lifted it's head towards the source of the noise. You stood up and walked towards the oven, grabbing the mitts and gently taking out the fresh batch of thumbprint cookies, the jam bubbling from the heat. You picked one up and blew on it before taking a bite. The flavour of the berries melted in your mouth and the butter in the cookie perfectly added to it.

“Want one?” You called behind you. You jumped to find that he was already right next to you sniffing the cookies, its nose a little too close to the pan.

“Back up, your going to burn yourself,” you chuckled, “Here.”

You blew on another cookie before putting your hand out. It chomped up the cookie with such quickness you were worried you were going to lose a hand.

“You’re hungry.’ You said in a half-laugh. Cupping its smiling face in your hands, you crouched down.. “Tell you what, you stay here and be good and i’ll go get you something to eat, okay?” The canine wagged its tail merrily. You stood up, grabbed your crossbow and threw on your cloak.

“Be good.” You said pointing a finger at the large dog. Hesitantly, you stepped outside and shut the door. You weren't too keen on leaving a wild animal in your home unoccupied but it seemed tame enough to be trusted.

You slowly and silently made your way up the trail to your usual hunting grounds, your crossbow held firmly in your hands. You glanced at the horizon, the sun just barely meeting the land below.

Perfect.

You crouched down low, semi-hidden behind a tree. You drew your bow silently and aimed just at the entrance of the rabbit hole. Everything was silent besides the trickle of nearby creek and the stirring of the grass in the wind. The forest song almost put you to sleep when a small brown nose poked out of the hole, sniffing the air nervously. You tensed for a moment before realizing that you were thankfully downwind. You mentally scolded yourself for not checking beforehand.

Slowly, the rest of the rabbit came into view. You drew back your slackened bow and aimed right where the neck meets the head.

You released the arrow and with a sharp whoosh it met the rabbits neck. You walked over towards the bloodied animal and whispered a thanks to the forest before picking up your kill and heading home.

You wiped your feet on the the mat, the carefully skinned and boneless rabbit on a small metal tray in our arms. As you opened the door, you held your breath, ready to see the destroyed home. You never could've prepared yourself for what you were going to see. Where the wolf was previously sitting there was instead a grown man with black hair and deep brown eyes much like the wolfs. He wore slightly torn suit accented with black fur. The fluffy ears on the top of his head turned back as he saw you. You dropped the tray and drew your crossbow, aiming directly at the mans heart.

"Who are you and why are you here.” You asked sternly, gripping the bow.

The wolf-man coughed before raising his hands in the air in a surrender.

“You brought me here.” He said. You assessed him quickly, his right pant leg torn to expose a newly bandaged gash. The exact wound you had bandaged just an hour ago. Questions began filling your head causing it to hurt.

“Stay where you are.” You said and loosened the grip on your bow

You've heard stories of people like this but of course you didn't believe them. You glanced at the man then recalled how the wolf looked in your head, and weirdly enough, they were almost identical.

“Shape…shifter?” You offered.

“Something like that.” He said, glancing towards the living room before looking back at you.

“Prove it.” You said, demandingly. You didn't want to fully believe it, though it did explain everything.

“I got this injury from a bear trap.” He said “Your medical supplies are above the stove.”

You inhaled sharply realizing he might literally be the wolf from earlier. Another thing suddenly clicked. You had been taking care of a grown man this whole time. You pet him and called him a good boy and let him lay his head in your lap, thinking it was just a dog, but it instead was an entire man.

“You’re a weirdo and a pervert. Get out of my house.” You stood up and clutched your bow. Without another word, the man stood up and took a single step before groaning and collapsing back onto the floor.

“Shit.” He sat up, glancing at you .

“You managed as a wolf, just change again.” You said, crossing your arms.

“Can’t” He shook his head, his ears still facing back.

“Why.” You asked, demandingly.

“It's…complicated,” He responded.

“Humor me,” You glared at him. Was this another trick of his?

“When i'm injured, i'm stuck in one form until safety" He sighed  “When you helped and fed me, it did something to make me change back and now I can't transform back into a wolf until I'm healed enough.”

“Seriously?” You groaned.

He nodded.

“Whatever.” You said, sighing “You're getting out of here as soon as you can walk.”

[vakrasiaa]

I went to send in a request but saw you were working on a Mafioso x Reader, would happen to be mine?

OOH WERE YOU THE ONE THAT ASKED FOR THE LITTLE RED RIDING HOOD THING WITH MAFIOSO?

IF SO, I'M ON IT NOW 😋

(Also to answer your question, it isnt. Thats a different one, but I'm getting onto your req now!)

[vakrasiaa]

IMPORTANT!!: So I uninstalled Tumblr at some point to do something and re-installed it shortly after. Everything was jolly and fine then I went to finally write a req... And all of them were gone (I'm an idiot and don't write them down). I don't know if I only can't see them or like if they're gone for y'all too or what but if you sent a req please resend it so I can get to it, thanks!

[vakrasiaa]

𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐁𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐬

(𝐅𝐞𝐦! 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐱 𝐃𝐚𝐢𝐬𝐮𝐤𝐞)

𝐓𝐚𝐠𝐬: 𝐊𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐬, 𝐍𝐢𝐩𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐄𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐝 𝐑𝐞𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐩, 𝐅𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐤𝐚𝐲𝐲𝐲 (𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐚)

𝐀𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐬 𝐍𝐨𝐭𝐞: 𝐏𝐨𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚 𝐇𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐥 𝐢𝐧 𝐃𝐞𝐜𝐞𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫 𝐢𝐬 𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐮𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐜𝐫𝐚𝐳𝐲 😭 𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐰𝐚𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐬 𝐚 𝐛𝐢𝐭 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐦𝐲 𝐮𝐬𝐮𝐚𝐥𝐬 𝐜𝐮𝐳 𝐈'𝐦 𝐭𝐫𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐚𝐭 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐞𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐬𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐥 𝐤𝐢𝐜𝐤𝐬 𝐦𝐲 𝐚𝐳 😓 (𝐈 𝐝𝐢𝐝𝐧'𝐭 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐨𝐟𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐬 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐬, 𝐨𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐢𝐞)

Leaves crunched beneath your feet and excitement coursed through you. You hadn't dressed up like this since you were a child, much less went trick-or-treating. Usually during Halloween, you'd be sitting at home binge watching your favorite show. You hurried up the stairs and knocked on your boyfriend's apartment door.

“Oh- sh-t- one moment!” He called from inside, the sound of clattering coming from inside. He clearly didn't expect you to be here so soon. 

About a month ago, you two were throwing around ideas for matching costumes. After about 10 minutes of ideas. You finally found one you both liked. Looking down, you began checking your work. You wore a red cloak and hood, a red and white knee length dress covered in red ribbon and white lace— it looked like something a doll would wear. You were Red Riding Hood and he was the wolf. The door suddenly swung open and you looked up. In the doorway, Daisuke beamed at you, his fangs prominent as he grinned. He wore a black half cape lined with grey fur, some grey ears, and a grey tail. Even if it was supposed to look fierce, he looked more like a puppy to you, with his sparkling eyes and big smile.

“Cuuute~” Daisuke teased, looking you up and down. You stuck your tongue out in response.

“Cmon then.” You grabbed his hand and dragged him along downstairs excitedly.

“Yea!” He laughed and followed behind.

It didn't take long for you to find a busy neighborhood since everything was so close together. It was getting harder to trick or treat these days since kids are now getting candy before Halloween from events and stuff, and nobody wants to give out candy anymore. You shook away the emotions and inhaled the fresh crisp air. You looked behind you towards Daisuke, who was still smiling and looking at the decorations outside the nearby houses. 

As time passed, people began to dissipate and the night grew colder. You began regretting wearing a dress in this weather. A wave of goosebumps coated your arms. Daisuke noticed and turned to you, looking worried.

“Cold?” He asked before  removing the half cape and setting it on top of the cloak you wore. Hoping an extra layer would warm you up even if a little bit. “Ugh, I wish I brought a jacket” He ran his hand through his hair, then a small smirk crept up his face.

“What?” Whatever he was thinking wouldn't be good. Every time he had an idea it usually ended up in a mess— even if it was fun at first. You were never able to tell him no.

“C’mere real quick.” He beckoned and grabbed your hand. Dragging you between two buildings before pushing you against the brick wall and trailing kisses from you jawline down to your collarbone.

“Hey-! Not here…” You mumbled and gave him a slight nudge. The cold now replaced with the heat radiating from your face. He looked up at you and gave a pouty face. The thought of him looking like a puppy returned. God d-mn it, get yourself together, but… You sighed.

“Fine….just- be quick.” You looked away, catching a glimpse of the new, mischievous look on his face. 

You wrapped your arms around his neck and let him kiss you up and down. You gasped when he bit at a sensitive spot on your neck, earning him a gentle kick from you.

“Sorry, just messing.” He chuckled, the smirk evident in his voice. You practically started melting the longer he kissed and sucked your neck. Screw this. You cupped his face in your hands and brought him closer, your breaths mingling before you placed a rough kiss to his lips. His hands moved to your waist as his eyes fluttered shut. He pulled away and started tugging the sleeves of your dress down. You swatted him away before he could pull it down too far.

“Not here..seriously” You looked up at him while you pulled the sleeve back up. “Wait till we get to your place or something..”

He pulled back and nodded, before quickly picking you up bridal style and began walking.

“Hey! I can walk y'know" You laughed and elbowed him.

“Nu-uh” He shook his head, a grin plastered on his face as he carried you home. 

[vakrasiaa]

Once I finish these current requests I'm not writing Forsaken for a while, sorry guys 😭

[vakrasiaa]

𝑹𝒖𝒍𝒆𝒔 ☙

"𝑲𝒆𝒆𝒑 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒗𝒐𝒊𝒄𝒆 𝒅𝒐𝒘𝒏, 𝒑𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒆"

✩ I will not write sexual abuse.

☆ I will not write reader x child

☆ Don't DM me reqs. (I have an inbox 😑)

☆ Don't pressure me to write your req

Fandoms I'll write: Arcane, The Amazing Digital Circus, Forsaken; No, I'm not a Human; Murder Drones. DAWTDE/SFAWTDE

Notes: More rules may be added

[vakrasiaa]

𝑪𝒂𝒕𝒂𝒍𝒐𝒈𝒖𝒆 ☙

"𝑳𝒐𝒐𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒔𝒑𝒆𝒄𝒊𝒇𝒊𝒄?"

𝑭𝒐𝒓𝒔𝒂𝒌𝒆𝒏

𝙁𝙧𝙤𝙢 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙎𝙩𝙖𝙧𝙩

𝙃𝙚𝙡𝙥𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙃𝙖𝙣𝙙

𝙉𝙖𝙥 𝙏𝙞𝙢𝙚

𝙏𝙞𝙙𝙮𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙐𝙥

𝘼𝙡𝙡 𝘽𝙚𝙩𝙩𝙚𝙧

𝑴𝒐𝒖𝒕𝒉𝒘𝒂𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈

Love Bites

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𝐀𝐥𝐥 𝐁𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫

(𝟎𝟎𝟕𝐧𝟕 𝐱 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫)

𝐓𝐚𝐠𝐬: 𝐂𝐨𝐦𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐭, 𝐅𝐥𝐮𝐟𝐟

𝐓𝐖: 𝐇𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐮𝐜𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬, 𝐏𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐜 𝐀𝐭𝐭𝐚𝐜𝐤, 𝐒𝟑𝐥𝐟-𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐦

𝐀𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐬 𝐍𝐨𝐭𝐞: 𝐎𝐦𝐠𝐠 𝐈'𝐦 𝐬𝐨 𝐬𝐨 𝐬𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐬𝐨 𝐟𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐠𝐠𝐠. 𝐈𝐯𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐛𝐮𝐬𝐲 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐈'𝐯𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐲 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐈 𝐠𝐞𝐭 😭 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐬 𝐚 𝐛𝐢𝐭 𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐦𝐲 𝐮𝐬𝐮𝐚𝐥𝐬, 𝐞𝐧𝐣𝐨𝐲!

Your heart pounded in your ears. Laughs sounded behind you, distorted and glitchy. You clutched your arm, blood seeping from the gash in it. He could've killed you by now but he seemed to be relishing the chase, like a fox hunting a rabbit. Hues of purple and black rushed past you as you continued to run. There was zero chance that you were going to outrun him so you chose the next best option, hiding. 

You waited till you were out of sight before ducking behind a building of some kind. Gritting your teeth, you  pulled out the medkit you had picked up from earlier. You weakly began scrambling for bandages. Everything felt like it was spinning. With most killers, you could usually go solo during rounds but ‌Noli was different. When he was it, it was always way harder to avoid him. His abilities confused you. Sometimes, it seemed like he could be everywhere at once.

You could hear the killer's footsteps creeping closer. The blood seeping from your arm increasing quickly. Your chest tightened and grew heavy and your head felt like it was going to explode. Stumbling back, you held your head, leaning on the wall for support. You glanced up, but Noli wasn't towering over you as you expected. You looked around, utterly confused. You reached into the medkit and grabbed the gauze to wrap the wound, but when you looked again. The gash in your arm was also gone. You stood there for a moment rewinding everything that had happened earlier. Your head was spinning from both the chase and the confusion.

There was no way you imagined everything. It was too vivid… The pain was real, and the feeling of your skin being sliced was also real…or at least, felt real. Yet, there was nothing. The sound of his laughs echoed in your mind. You fell to your knees, clutching your originally wounded arm. Were you going crazy? Getting chased constantly, the feeling of balancing between life and death. It would surely drive someone insane. You just didn't think it would be you.

“F-ck f-ck f-ckkkk” Your eyes grew blurry and tears streamed down your face. Your mind was screaming at you to get up, to run, but your body refused to listen. Everything felt so loud, your thoughts, your motions, it was too much. Your breathing grew rapid and heavy, you were sure you were going to get heard. Truthfully, you didn't care if he heard you. Sh-t, you'd welcome death with open arms if it meant getting out of this hell of your own emotions. 

You pinched yourself as hard as you could, trying to focus on the pain instead of everything else happening to you right now. Why were you even acting like this? Pinching didn't help. Maybe it didn't hurt enough? You began scratching roughly; you didn't stop even as the skin tore. Flakes of skin and blood clumped under your fingernails.

Someone grabbed your wrist, causing you to jump.

“What happened?” The person asked. From the voice, you could tell It was 007n7. “I'm going to sit here if that's okay.”

You nodded and he sat next you you, still keeping hold of your arm. Preventing you from hurting yourself any longer. You kept silent and didn't look at him. You didn't want anyone to see you like this, to worry about you. You could manage yourself well. You bit back a sob and tears ran down faster. What could you even say? Was there a reason? Was he even real or was he just another figment of your imagination?

His touch relaxed you a bit, everything stopped spinning as fast and your chest felt a little lighter.

“You don't have to say anything, but I'm not leaving you here by yourself.” He said almost sternly. Which was odd for 007n7 since he was usually the quiet, awkward type, probably because of his reputation among the other survivors. You two have talked a few times before, so it's not like you knew nothing about him.

The silence was painfully loud. You wanted to say something but didn't know anything that wouldnt make it more awkward than it already was.

“Thank you.” Is all you managed to get out, your voice raspy from sobbing so hard.

He nodded in response and reached out for the medkit that lay scattered on the ground. Gently, he poured the disinfectant on your self-inflicted wounds and wrapped them, humming quietly. The moment giving you time to regain your bearings.

You watched him as he worked, you balled your fist, trying to keep your hands from shaking. When he expertly tied the last knot, he glanced over his work, clearly satisfied. 

“There,” he murmured, he lifted your arm and lightly pressed a kiss to the bandaged wound. “All better.” 007n7 smiled and looked up at you, his warm gaze turned shocked as realization clicked in his head.

“OH MY GOODNESS, I'M SO SORRY” 007n7 panicked, his face a bright pink hue. “I USED TO DO IT WHEN C00LKIDD GOT HURT.”

“It's fine, it's fine” You laughed and looked at your bandaged arm, the wrapping nearly perfect. How many wounds has he patched up for him to be this good? 

“I should probably go-” 007n7 began to stand. Without thinking, you reached out for his hand and grabbed it. He looked back down at you and for a moment, you did nothing but stare at him and he stared back. You swallowed, breaking the trance you were in.

“Could you stay?” You asked, not wanting to be left alone in case you ended up crying again. “Please…?” His gaze softened and a small smile was on his face as he sat back down next to you.

It took a moment to process that he was still holding your hand. You fully expected him to let go, but he didn't, and you weren't sure if you wanted to let go either. It's not like you were against it. Maybe he didn't notice? You tightened your grip on his hand, just enough to be noticed and turned to look at him. He wasn't looking towards you but you could see the rose pink that gently dusted his cheeks. He definitely noticed and was choosing to ignore it, trying but failing to maintain his composure. Something about that made your chest feel warm, one of the most famous hackers in history was here with you right now, trying not to freak out. It made you silently laugh to yourself.

“What happened to you?” You asked, “Like, before you came here. If you don't mind me asking.” He took a long breath. Taking a moment to recall what he could.

“I can't remember much…” He said, lost in thought. “I remember the day C00lkidd showed up at my door, that was the day my entire life changed. I stopped...hacking and actually did something with my life” He choked out the word ‘hacking’, His face full of regret. You wanted to comfort him but didn't know what to say.

“It was just me, so I had to work twice as hard for him, which also meant two jobs, but it was worth it.” 007n7 fidgeted with his hands as he spoke. A confused look fell on his face. “There's something missing…” He mumbled. “Howd I even get here…?” His brows were furrowed as he tried to remember. Suddenly, his eyes widened and he touched the side of his head, as if to check something. Tears welled up in his eyes. 

You looked at him, your worry growing steadily. 

“Are you alright?” You questioned, but he didn't respond. “Hey. 7n7.” You squeezed his hand again. He snapped back to reality but the tears in his eyes remained.

“I'm fine.” 007n7 turned away and wiped his tears away with his free hand. You shifted slightly. You wanted to say something comforting so bad, but your brain wouldn't work properly. So you did what comforted you earlier. You shifted closer and laid your head on his shoulder, your bodies pressed against each other. Despite your calm act, you couldn't deny the fact that your face was burning and your heart was beating so hard in your chest, you were worried he would hear it. 

The heat radiating from him not helping your already warm face. You inhaled his scent deeply, the woody musk filling your lungs. His gaze was burning holes into you but you ignored it. After a few moments, he laid his head on yours. His thumb tracing circles on the back of your hand that you forgot he was still holding. The silence made way for your thoughts. What were you going to say after this? Is this just a friend thing or did he want something more?

“There's been something I've been meaning to ask,” 007n7 said, breaking the silence. His eyes were full of uncertainty. “Why do you trust me…? You know everything I've done, and yet, here you are.”

You stayed silent for a moment, not knowing how to respond. Why did you trust him? You could see the nervousness on his face. You exhaled deeply and spoke.

“When I look at you, I don't see what you did — I see who you're trying to be, and that's enough.” You were surprised at how easily the words came out. You glanced at him. He seemed both sad and grateful, and something else you couldn't read. 

“Thanks…for that.” 007n7 looked down, thinking about what you said. You looked at him and locked eyes with him once more. Have his eyes always been this pretty? God, you wished he would make a move, and as if reading your mind, he glanced at your lips the back up to your eyes. His face looked a little warmer than it was before. The simple gesture made your heart skip a bit. Was this actually about to happen?

“May i…?” He whispered, his eyes darting to your lips again. You swallowed hard and nodded.

[vakrasiaa]

𝐓𝐢𝐝𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐔𝐩

(𝐒𝐡𝐞𝐝𝐥𝐞𝐭𝐬𝐤𝐲 𝐱 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫)

𝐓𝐚𝐠𝐬: 𝐒𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐛𝐮𝐫𝐧, 𝐒𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐬𝐮𝐠𝐠𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐬𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐞, 𝐁𝐢𝐫𝐝 𝐦𝐚𝐧 😍

𝐀𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞: 𝐒𝐡𝐞𝐝𝐥𝐞𝐭𝐬𝐤𝐲 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐛𝐭𝐰 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐈 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 𝐆𝐈𝐕𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐏𝐄𝐎𝐏𝐋𝐄 𝐀𝐍𝐈𝐌𝐀𝐋 𝐁𝐄𝐇𝐀𝐕𝐈𝐎𝐑𝐒 🥳 (𝐀𝐥𝐬𝐨 𝐬𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐬𝐨 𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠, 𝐈'𝐦 𝐛𝐞𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐧 𝐦𝐲 𝐮𝐬𝐮𝐚𝐥 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐝𝐮𝐥𝐞 🥲 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐛𝐭𝐰 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄 𝐖𝐈𝐋𝐋 𝐁𝐄 𝐀 𝐏𝐓𝟐 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐅𝐋𝐔𝐅𝐅!!)

Times like this were the best in a place like this. Currently, you sat on the floor against the wall in the upstairs room, a random book you had selected from the shelves in hand. The words  “A Farewell to Arms” plastered on the front. In your free time, you began picking up new hobbies, and reading was the newest one. The book was about a man who falls in love with a nurse, a romance amidst a war. It genuinely had you hooked. At least, better than any of the other books here.

You flipped the page and yawned. The cabin was unnaturally quiet; you assumed you were alone, but the thought didn't last long before someone made their way up the stairs. You looked towards the entryway and caught a glimpse of brown curly hair and immediately recognized it.

Shedletsky made his way towards you and stopped about 6 feet away, he began fidgeting with his hands. “Hey…could you.. help me with something?” He rubbed the back of his head awkwardly and averted his eyes, his wings twitched behind him uncomfortably.

“Yea, what's up?” You turned and looked at him, making note of his unusual behavior.

“I need help with… these.” He said, gesturing to his wings. Which kind of shocked you because he actively avoids talking about them. “I needa clean them and usually I would do it but my back has been super sore lately and I…” He rambled on, visibly nervous.

“Sure, what do I do?” You nodded and Shedletsky's eyes lit up. He sat in front of you.

“Okay so, there's these things called pin feathers, they look kinda like spikes and inside these spikes is a new feather. Basically what you need to do is scratch the waxy stuff off.” Shedletsky continued, “Also any shed feathers need to be brushed off.”

“Got it.” You nodded, examining the wings. It was hard to see them when they were squeezed against him so tightly.

“Get to it then.” He joked, looking at you from over his shoulder.

“I would if you'd relax a bit.” You smirked and rolled your eyes. “How do you expect me to help, when your wings are glued shut.”

You assumed he didn't notice until now, because he quickly relaxed.

“My bad.” He said, laughing awkwardly. You reached out for the wing and touched it softly, resulting in Shedletsky tensing for a second. You extended the wing gently, you were surprised to find that it was almost the same size as you. Since he had quite a few, it wasn't hard to spot one. Your hand traveled down to the fresh feather and you scratched at it, remembering the instructions Shedletsky had given you. The waxy coating peeling away like old paint, It was oddly satisfying. 

Shedletsky sat patiently as you continued to preen him. Though, you noticed he progressively looked more and more sleepy.

“Do you want to lay down?” You asked, pulling your hands back in case he did.

“Yes please.” He practically belly-flopped onto the ground, he laid his head on his arms and he exhaled slowly, clearly enjoying the clean. 

You glanced over the wings, looking for any other pin feathers. You noticed two on the underside so you got to work on those, while scratching. His wings would twitch when you touched the inside of them, you made a mental note to be more careful when scratching, just in case it hurt or tickled.

Finally, there was only one last pinfeather left, it was on the inside near the base of the wing. You reached out to scratch at it but as soon as you touched it, Shedletsky tensed up.

“Does it hurt?’ You pulled your hands back into your lap, worried you did something wrong.

“No it's fine, just…uncomfortable.” He shifted awkwardly, you caught a glimpse of his face, pink coated his cheeks.

“Ill try and be quick” You reassured, you went back to working at it. Shedletsky laid tense the remainder of the time.

“Done,” You and Shedletsky both breathed a sigh of relief. “Just need to brush now. So do I like, use my hands?” You asked.

“Yup, kinda like normal hair” Shedletsky looked back “Just be more careful”

“Alright" You responded. Running your fingers through his feathers, you recalled his odd behavior, the nervousness when he asked and the heavy blush on his face earlier. You ignored it though, maybe it was embarrassing for him. The oh-so great Shedletsky needed your help with his hygiene, you laughed silently to yourself. You looked back up at him, he was back to his relaxed state.

As you brushed him, loose feathers fell onto the ground beneath. Occasionally, the fluff from them tickled your nose making you sneeze, and every time it happened, Shedletsky would laugh. You picked up a handful of feathers from the floor and threw it at him, the feathers fell on his hair.

“Hey!” He chuckled, swiping the feathers off his head.

“Deserved” You laughed. Wiping the feathers off your pants, you scanned the wings one last time. The original messy ruffled look turned sleek and clean.

“You done?” He questioned, his shoulders slumped slightly 

“Yup” You nodded and stood up. You recalled what he had said earlier about his back then an idea came to mind. “Stay here real quick ill be back” You walked out the room, down the stairs, and into the kitchen.

You glanced around for a towel, still unfamiliar with the kitchen. The only people that were really allowed in the kitchen were Elliot, Guest, and occasionally Two Time. You grabbed the towel that conveniently lay next to the sink. You grabbed it and turned the knob for hot water on the faucet then ran the towel under the tap, letting it fully absorb the hot water. Elliot was definitely gonna be mad about the soaked towel later and he knew it was gonna be you because only Shedletsky and you didn't get put in this round. You dreaded the consequences but shrugged it off anyway. It's not like you were doing anything unreasonable. You turned off the faucet and wrung some of the excess water out of the towel. You took the towel back upstairs and back into the room.

“Take your shirt off” You told Shedletsky as soon as you entered the room to which he turned to look at you with a confused, shocked look, his face coated in pink. You were confused for a moment before realizing what you had said with zero context. “OH- NOT LIKE THAT” You covered your face with your hands, your face beginning to heat up. Shedletsky bursted out laughing. 

“I got something for your back” You mumbled into your hand, holding the towel on your arm. You lowered your hands and saw a shirtless Shedletsky still lying on the floor, propping up his head with his hands, and kicking his legs behind him. Looking up at you with a smug smile on his face.

“Dont do that.” You averted your gaze, maintaining that blush from earlier. His confidence was definitely better than before, that's for sure.

 “You told me to take my shirt off.” He shrugged, acting oblivious

“Yeah but don't do all that” You gestured towards him. Trying to ignore his teasing, you walked over and set the warm towel on his back, he let out a deep sigh and closed his eyes again. You sat next to him in silence, it wasn't an awkward silence, it felt calm instead. The warm lights, the crackling of the fireplace downstairs, and Shedletsky's calm, slow breathing made it so.

“So can you like…Fly?” You questioned him, your curiosity growing. Shedletsky didn't turn to look at you before responding blankly.

“Used to.” He shrugged. Not saying anything more.

“Why don't you anymore?” You followed up, curious about him..

“Too weak now” He sighed, his wings twitched behind him.

Noticing the obvious dry responses and how uncomfortable he seemed, you decided to leave it at that.

Footsteps and conversation sounded downstairs indicating the round had ended. You stood up so you could help with any untreated injuries, but as soon as you got to your feet, Builderman walked in. He looked at you, then Shedletsky, then the heavy amount of feathers that littered the floor. 

“What happened here?” Builderman lifted an eyebrow and crossed his arms.

You looked at Shedletsky, who seemed a bit panicked to be caught in such a situation. Shirtless, on the floor, lying next to you.

You were going to explain that Shedletsky needed help with something, but Shedletsky cut you off.

“They attacked me, they attacked me!” He pointed at you "We need to lock this savage beast up!” He continued placing the back of his hand on his forehead dramatically.

“Nu-uh!” You nudged him with your foot, feigning a hurt look. Builderman laughed.

“I was helping him with his preening since he apparently can't do it himself” you taunted and rolled your eyes. Builderman looked at Shedletsky with disbelief only his eyes showed. Shedletsky returned the look with a innocent smile, though it had a hint of embarrassment.

“Oh, Elliot needs ya by tha way” Builderman looked back at you. Helping with injuries had completely slipped your mind, you speed-walked out the room while waving goodbye to Shedletsky and in return Shedletsky blew a kiss at you teasingly. As soon as you turned the corner, Builderman started questioning Shedletsky. Which was kind of worrying but you ignored it. 

People needed help, and that's all you needed to focus on right now.

[vakrasiaa]

𝐍𝐚𝐩 𝐓𝐢𝐦𝐞

(𝐓𝐰𝐨 𝐓𝐢𝐦𝐞 𝐱 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫)

𝐓𝐚𝐠𝐬: 𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞, 𝐅𝐥𝐮𝐟𝐟

𝐀𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐬 𝐍𝐨𝐭𝐞: 𝐈 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐬𝐮𝐩𝐞𝐫 𝐢𝐟𝐟𝐲 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐈 𝐝𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐢𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐰𝐚𝐲, 𝐞𝐧𝐣𝐨𝐲!

Icy wind whipped at your face, your hands working diligently to rewire the generator. Ten more seconds… You told yourself. Stepping back from the now completed generator, you waited for the bell to ring. The one that signified that the round was over. 5…4…3…2…1. The bell rang and you let out a sigh of relief..

The cold vanished, and you returned to the cabin. Your legs almost giving out on you. Without the cold to wake you up again, you were about to fall asleep right on the spot. You looked around, looking for a quiet place to rest. Your eyes landed on the upstairs floor, there were beanbags up there and barely anyone gathered there, it was perfect.

You climbed the steps to get away from the usual chatter, exhaustion weighing you down. You walked to the bean bags that sat in front of the tv and crashed onto it, practically melted into the seat. Being able to finally lay down after so many rounds of running for your life was heavenly. 

You closed your eyes and let your thoughts carry you. You recalled the last round but quickly shooed the thought away, not wanting  to ruin this rare break with the thought of rounds. Instead, you thought of outside, the breeze in your hair and your feet on the grass. You imagined skies of brilliant orange and gold. You exhaled your tension and stress. Allowing yourself to fully relax and let your guard down.

“What are you doing?” A voice asked. You jumped and snapped open your eyes to be met with a nervous Two TIme.

“I'm trying to sleep” You responded aggressively. You shifted slightly, trying to get comfortable again after that scare..

“Oh- sorry,” Two Time ducked their head in apology. They fidgeted with their hands and asked  “Can…can I nap too?” Two Time tilted their head awaiting your response.

“Yeah, sure” You answered, confused on why they were asking for permission, but you were too tired to question them. You closed your eyes again, crossed your legs and rested your arms above your head. 

Suddenly, weight was dropped on you, like a blanket. You opened your eyes again and Two Time was laying on top of you, their arms wrapped around your torso and they laid their head on your chest.

“Wh-” You stared at them, your face burned up. “Hey!? What are you doing?!” Two Time looked up at you, their head still resting on your chest

“You said I could nap…” Two Time stated, their face emotionless. You lay confused.

“Yeah but not on me!” You told them.

“Oh..” Two Time began getting up “Sorry, I'll go… “ Their tail dropped behind them. You couldn't help but feel bad.

“Come back.” You beckoned, “Just this once” You groaned slightly but honestly, you didn't mind the company. Two Time happily laid back down with you. You watched them for a bit, their tail gently flicking, and they laid their head on your chest again. You tried to ignore the situation. Their warmth and the feeling of their breath on your chest was going  to send you into an internal panic.

“Your heart's racing…” Two Time pointed out. “Am I too heavy…? “ They shifted slightly,

“You’re fine.” You reassured them. How were they staying so calm about this? You closed your eyes again and breathed gently, trying to let sleep take you. The earlier exhaustion vanished leaving you restless. Two Time on the other hand was completely relaxed, a content smile plastered on their face. You had never seen them so calm before.

It didn't take long for Two Time's breathing to slow as they fell into a deep sleep. You looked at Two Time again, You lifted your hands and touched their hair, careful not to wake them. It was surprising how soft it was. You ran your hands through their hair, a rumble came from Two Time. You pulled back, worried you had accidentally woken them. 

The rumble slowly increased into… a purr? Were they actually purring? Curiosity got the best of you and you played with their hair again, and they purred louder. Snuggling themself into you. You felt a fuzzy warmth in your chest. Your eyelids grew increasingly heavy. Letting out a relaxed sigh, you wrapped your arms around them.

You yawned before closing your eyes, and letting sleep finally take you. 

[vakrasiaa]

𝐇𝐞𝐥𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐇𝐚𝐧𝐝

(𝐄𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐨𝐭 𝐱 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫)

𝐓𝐚𝐠𝐬: 𝐒𝐥𝐨𝐰 𝐛𝐮𝐫𝐧, 𝐅𝐥𝐮𝐟𝐟, 𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞

𝐀𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐬 𝐍𝐨𝐭𝐞: 𝐒𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐬𝐨 𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠! 😭 (𝐢𝐟 𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐛𝐨𝐝𝐲 𝐬𝐚𝐰 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞 𝐈 𝐚𝐜𝐜𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐥𝐞𝐟𝐭 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞, 𝐧𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐝𝐢𝐝𝐧'𝐭 😌)

Conversation echoed through the cabin.

People spoke of new strategies to use during rounds, others spoke of who the next killer could be. You stayed some distance away from them but occasionally listened. You sat near the fireplace, the warmth comforting in this seemingly cold place. A bell rang, signaling a round was starting. You stood up, and both mentally and physically braced yourself. 

Grass replaced the wood flooring,the crackling lobby fireplace replaced with a large vandalized “Builder Brothers Pizza” sign. Freezing air stung your eyes. You looked around, hoping to find someone to stick with, but to no avail, you were alone. 

Usually, the first thing you'd do in these rounds is look for generators, but it was getting boring. As you walked, you planned different ways to help your team. You could bring medkits, distract the killer, body block… You weren't so keen on body blocking, you decided that only if it's really needed, to do it. 

You scavenged for medkits. Luckily, it didn't take long to find one. Footsteps approached, ones that sounded too heavy to be any survivor. You ducked behind one of the abandoned cars as he passed.

“Wheree are youu!” He giggled, smiling ear to ear. When he finally passed. You sat back up and continued forward. You neared the old loading dock, you finally heard quiet chatter that sounded like Chance and Elliot. Perking up, you climbed the steps up and onto the dock. Chance, Elliot, and Taph all stood in the corner. Chatting away as if there currently wasn't a killer on the loose. You sauntered towards them. The first one to notice you was Elliot.

“Hey!” Elliot smiled and waved. Chance and Taph looked back at you. Both giving a silent wave.

You stood by Elliot, and Chance began talking once more.

“Yall should've seen that shot I did last round! I actually hit him!” Chance said, his chest puffed with pride.

“I'm surprised your gun didn't blow up on you that time,” Elliot joked, giving Chance a smug look

“Heh, what are you talking about?” Chance acted oblivious. “It never blows up.”

“🫵💀⬅️🏃‍♂️🔫💥 (You died later that same round because your gun exploded)” Taph butted in, crossing their arms.

“Lady luck wasn't on my side for that shot,” Chance smiled and averted his eyes, evidently embarrassed. “Plus, that's not fair becau-”

An explosion sounded behind the group and pink glow lit up the room. Taph pumped their fist triumphantly, and Elliot responded by giving Taph a high five. A brick flew by Chance, just barely missing him. Finally unstunned, C00lkidd lunged towards Elliot. Elliot noticed quickly and immediately darted, leading the killer away from the group. The killer followed behind. You exchanged glances with Chance and Taph before bolting after them.

The wind in your hair as you ran. For the first time in a while, you felt at peace and free. Though the feeling fleeting once you remember why you were running. You followed the sound of giggling, which led you into the old Pizzeria. You entered through the bashed in wall. Brick lie on the ground, the inside heavily vandalized. You looked to the left, towards the kitchen.

There, Elliot stared down C00lkidd, a fire burning in his eyes. His head bleeding and he held his cut up arm. The killer stood there, the same smile from earlier plastered on his face. You ran towards the kitchen entrance, picked up a brick from the broken wall, and chucked hard straight at the killer. It hit him square in the back. Elliot's gaze softened when he saw you. While the killer was stunned, You threw the medkit towards Elliot and he just barely caught it. You made finger guns at him and he rolled his eyes and smiled. With the medkit in hand, he took his chance to run. Now that Elliot gone, the killer turned towards you and lunged. You dodged to the side, making C00lkidd hit the wall.

You waited for him to get back up before running again. You turned the corner, out running him from the new determination coursing through you. You needed to keep him distracted from your team, from Elliot.. You shooed the thought away.

No picking favorites, everyone needs protection and help. The thought still lingered in the back of your mind.

Without warning, C00lkidd threw a brick, knocking you right in the back of the head. You fell over, blood trickling down your neck from the fresh wound. Gritting your teeth, you stood back up and continued running. Your head pounded and hurt like hell. C00lkidd lunged again, you darted to the side. He almost hit you but missed and hit another wall.

“No fair!” He whined.

You ran before he got unstunned but it wasn't long before he caught up again. You turned the corner, and behind you. Another explosion sounded.

You looked to your left to see Taph, looking proud. You mouthed a “Thanks” to them. They responded with a thumbs up. You bolted around the corner and waited for the killer to make some distance.

“Where are youuuu!!” C00lkidd called out

You listen for his approaching steps praying he wouldn't find you. The footsteps halted. Thinking he might've left, you peeked around the corner to see him looking directly at you, waving.

You had no time to think before he lunged. Suddenly, someone pulled you to the side and dragged you along by your hand. You whipped around to see Elliot. The same fire in his eyes as he pulled you away, yet his touch remained gentle.

He continued to drag you along, running past the abandoned homes., the medkit clearly helped. Elliot was bandaged and running faster than ever. Which wasn't helping your dizziness and pounding head but it was better than dying. C00lkidd was right on your heels, but you pushed through. If you screwed up, you and Elliot were gonna get hurt. 

Elliot weaved through walls and around wrecked cars. You slipped up and hit your foot on a wall and tripped, C00lkidd swung and you flinched, Elliot lunged in front of you at the last second, taking the hit instead. He quickly helped you back up and you guys continued from running.

“You alright?” He looked back at you with a sympathetic look.

“Are you alright?” You returned the question. Elliot had a large bruise on his collar bone near his left shoulder.

“Just a scratch, I'll be fine.” He looked back in front of him. Despite what he said, he winced every time he moved his arm. You started nearing the main building again.

“CHANCE!” Elliot yelled out, You and Elliot ran straight into a corner just next to the unloading dock. 

“Oh sh#t-” Elliot suddenly pulled you against him. C00lkidd lunged where you originally stood, more forceful than usual. Chance finally ran over. He spun his gun on his finger then shot the killer with great precision; it was genuinely impressive. Once C00lkid was unstunned, he fled back into the pizza place and away from the group.

“Everyone okay?” Chance panted, he seemed to had came as fast as he could because he was still catching his breath. He glanced at you both then look away, looking awkward. Though he stayed silent.

“Yes, thank you” Elliot sighed a breath of relief.An icy breeze blew by but you remained warm, it took a second before you realized that Elliot was still pressing your back against him. He was basically hugging you from behind.

Your face grew warm and you shifted slightly but he still didn't notice.

Taph walked over, glancing at everyone, looking for injuries. Their shoulders dropped when they noticed nobody was hurt. Taph glanced back at you and Elliot, Elliot was talking with Chance. Completely oblivious to the fact his arms were still wrapped around you. 

“🤨” Taph crossed their arms, glancing at you, then Elliot. Looking embarrassed, Elliot finally noticed and pulled his arms away.

“Sorry,” he said, his cheeks turned a pink hue as he stepped back and stood by your side instead. 

“Thanks for taking the hit for me earlier,” You glanced at him for a moment then back to Taph, not wanting to make eye contact after that awkward moment. Taph was still making a smug face and was gesturing towards Elliot, egging you on. Elliot faced away though, not noticing Taph. 

“Huh- oh- yeah it's no worries.” Elliot shrugged, his face still a slight pink. Then you had an idea, it was an urge more than anything but still. You built up the courage and intertwined your fingers with his. He looked at your hands then you, a sparkle in his eyes. He looked away quickly and ran his other hand through his hair. You looked over a Taph, who gave you a thumbs up.

Elliot was back to talking with Chance, evidently flustered. You laughed silently to yourself.

Now just to wait for the round to be over. 

[vakrasiaa]

𝐅𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭

(𝐆𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝟏𝟑𝟑𝟕 𝐱 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫)

𝐓𝐚𝐠𝐬: 𝐅𝐥𝐮𝐟𝐟, 𝐒𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐛𝐮𝐫𝐧, 𝐂𝐨𝐦𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐭

𝐀𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐬 𝐍𝐨𝐭𝐞: 𝐋𝐞𝐭𝐬 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐨𝐞𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐚 𝐰𝐢𝐟𝐞 😓

You were one of the eleven survivors in this hellhole, and you were the newest. It was a repeating cycle of dodging, repairing generators, and dying, and at this moment, death felt very near.

Your heartbeat echoed in your head as the footsteps behind you grew closer. You didn't want to risk looking back; one wrong move could mean a machete in your chest, and avoiding mistakes was becoming harder as you kept running. The adrenaline from the initial chase had faded, and your steps were increasingly sloppy.

Your eyes darted around searching for an escape, a side room, or anything to get you out of your unfortunate predicament. You hated the hotel. It was too open for comfort, and the rooms were confusing—the playroom, the kitchen… Your eyes landed on exactly that to your left. Sending a silent prayer, you tried to sprint faster. You braced yourself and quickly jerked to the side. Too quickly. A sharp pain shot through your ankle and up your leg, causing you to topple over. 

A gasp escapes your lips as you hit the floor hard. You flipped around to face the person hunting you. He stood over you, lifting his machete. Even if you can’t see his eyes, you could feel his cold gaze on you. There's nothing you can do now but sit and wait. Your ankle isn't in great condition, and your legs have practically given up, so there was no more running for you. You closed your eyes and hoped it was at least gonna be quick and painless. 

There was a sound of the blade slicing the air before it abruptly cut off. You were lifted. Thrown off balance, you grabbed and pulled yourself towards the nearest surface. Cloth met your grasp as you held on.

You looked up and was met with the face a very stressed-looking Guest. He was faced ahead and mumbling curses under his breath, as he carried you bridal style. Despite this, he practically flew across the kitchen and into the playroom. His brows slightly furrowed as he paid full attention in front of him. You'd never seen him so focused before. Coming back to your senses fully, you realized you were practically squishing yourself against him. 

“Sorry,” you apologized quickly before pulling away slightly. At least, as much as you could, you couldn't really go anywhere. There was an awkward silence for a bit before he finally spoke. You and Guest hadn't really talked before. The most you had done was exchange glances during rounds, though you've caught him staring a few times in the cabin as you waited for the next round.

“You okay?” He finally asked, breaking the silence. You felt his eyes on you, scanning you for injuries. You looked back up and noticed the slight pink tint on his face. However, it faded when he spotted the swollen ankle and various cuts on your arm and shoulder, which you hadn't noticed until now.

 He turned the corner and gently placed you on the floor; you winced slightly as your foot hit the ground softly.

“Sorry, sorry.” Guest tensed slightly. He kneeled for a moment and looked towards the entrance of the hallway, listening for the sound of footsteps. Before turning back to you and assessing your wounds.

“Just a few cuts…twisted ankle…” he mumbled, then let out a sigh of relief. He unlatched the medkit from his belt and grabbed ‌the gauze and wrap, then got to work. 

“I'm going to lift your leg, okay?” You grit your teeth and nod. Pain shot from your ankle, and he propped it up on a nearby box.

“Good.” He delicately wrapped your ankle. Ever so careful not to hurt you more. He threw the center roll of the now-used bandages to the side. “How does that feel? Good? Does it hurt still?” He went on, his face showing nothing; only his eyes showed his worry.

“It's fine, it's fine. Thank you,” you responded. “I'll be okay.” You didn't want to be a burden, plus, there's bound to be other people he can help… hopefully.

“Your arm’s still bleeding,” Guest stated. “I'm helping.”

Why was he so stubborn, and why did he want to help you so bad? Does he have nothing else to do?

He moved closer and grabbed your hand. Though his palms calloused and rough, his touch gentle. With his free hand, he shuffled through the medkit. “Sh-t, I forgot how badly these medkits were stocked.” He sat thinking for a moment before reaching into his pocket and pulling out a flask. You tilted your head slightly, wondering how that could help. He popped off the lid.

“This is gonna sting for a moment,” He warned. It made more sense now; alcohol disinfects wounds. 

“Ready?” He asked, his grip on your hand slightly tightened. Waiting for your approval. You nodded in response. He poured some on your shoulder, then some on your arm. The stinging brought tears to your eyes, and you squeezed his hand as the alcohol rinsed the wounds. 

He screwed the lid back on the flask and let go of your hand—which disappointed you a little—and then started taking off his vest and combat shirt to reveal a black tank top underneath. You watched curiously. Your eyes locked onto the well-defined muscles of his chest and arms, flame-like scars coating up from his hands to his neck. He seemed to have noticed because his face returned to that slight shade of pink. Your eyes darted away, realizing you were staring. 

Another awkward silence formed as he wrapped the combat shirt tightly over the cuts, securing it as a makeshift bandage. The proximity between you two not helping the tension-thick air. Once he finished, he sat down and leaned against the wall next to you, appearing deep in thought. 

Finally breaking the silence. “How did you get here?” You asked.

“Huh?” He snapped back to reality, “Oh, uh. Explosion,” He looked at his hands, at the scars that coated them. “In the fight against the bacon empire.” He then chuckled softly, “l really went out with a bang.”

“Being all noble and stuff, huh?” You laughed a bit, and he smiled and rolled his eyes.

“What about you?” He asked, turning his head to face you. 

You thought hard, trying to recall anything before this, and yet, nothing. “I… don't know, ” You confessed, “I can't remember…”

Guest gave a sympathetic look.

“I had a pretty average life, nothing exciting really,” You shrugged. “Even if I could remember how, I doubt it'd be anything as cool as the way you got here.” You turned to look at him, but he didn't meet your gaze. “Something on your mind?” You asked

“Sometimes I wonder what my life could have been like if I hadn't done what I did.” He stared at nothing, “I hope I did the right thing and it wasn't for nothing.” He sighed, placing his hands next to him.

Building up the courage, you placed your hand on his. You could feel his gaze on you as you spoke. “Everything happens for a reason. You did what you could in the moment, and that's enough.” You looked at him with a gentle smile. He faced forward, contemplating what you said.

“Guess I owe one to fate then—it tripped me up so I could land in your arms. “ Guest smiled and looked at you, clearly content with the thought that meeting you was the reason he ended up here. You laughed, a slight blush creeping on your face. You nudged him playfully, and he chuckled.

You saw that he had intertwined your fingers. You tried to remain calm and not seem to enthusiastic about this situation.

“Do you think we’re ever going to get out of here?” You asked, dreading the answer.

“I'm not sure,” he sighed. “We can't lose hope; It's the only thing we have.” He turned to you, his grip on your hand tightened. “Be strong, always be strong.” He waited for you to respond, to promise.

“I will,” you replied, nodding.

“Guest!” Someone called from the other room, “We could use you here!”

“Damn it,” Guest stood up, “I'll be back, promise.” He kissed your hand and let go. Before bolting off to the room he was called.

You watched him as he left. You were definitely going to get questioned once this round ended.