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:hello classmate who has my cringy Tumblr account and has the potential of leaking it/kidding

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ITRAPPED MENTIONED‼️‼️

ehhehe I wanna request itrapped with a gn! reader who's like him in personality or goals in life (manipulative couple goals idk) and if I can add one more, headcannons plz!

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ITrapped/Gn!Manipulative Reader

: Giving me the freedom to write about how I hc ITrapped is the worst possible mistake you could ever make(kidding, he's just far different from how I characterize him compared to fanon.. I think?)

:A scenario I thought of as to how you guys met was Chance introducing you to his other good ol' buddy, ITrapped. At first, you recognized their friend to be a threat. An obstacle to your future plans that definitely didn't have something to do with Chance's reputation and wealth at least

:And it was no doubt he shared the same thought as you. A genuine friend to Chance was no good and throughout both of your introductions, he was already strategizing on how to remove you slowly

ITrapped, Chance's other close friend's name, shook your hand. Disgusting and vile, were the words that echoed in your mind. You tugged the end of your lips upward, your cheekbone pressed up to create the illusion that you were friendly. It has been a long time since you've put your skills to use so your expression definitely looked awkward, to the trained eye at least because Chance didn't seem to notice the obvious face

The crowned figure on the other hand didn't even bother to fake a smile, he instead had the look of a composed and well mannered person. Something you didn't doubt due to his Victorian-like fashion, which only fueled your need to eliminate him

:For the whole duration of that hangout, you both picked up on each other's barely masked dislike for one another. You didn't have an issue with his obvious contempt, because it was expected from a rich spoiled rotten kid like him and trying to gain a bit of respect from him or even on his nice side would prove to be a waste of time in your experience

:Seemed like you were out of luck though, because from the moment you showed the subtle disrespect towards him he was sure he wanted to watch and be the cause of your downfall. Humiliating you was his second goal just before using and killing Chance

:ITrapped use your disrespect towards him as motivation, you'd better hope that you have a clean criminal record or you're free from any kind of negative accusations. Even a smidge of stain on your reputation is something he'll definitely use against or 'playfully' joke/mention in your next interactions

:That man is dedicated to his goals, so he wouldn't have any difficulties to think of a way to make you look shit Infront of Chance. Hell, he's even willing to show a crumb of his real colors if it's just to destroy the illusion you painted for Chance

You and Chance were joking about the recent criminal caught, making fun of the fact that they let themselves get jailed so easily due to their rookie mistakes. And before you knew it, ITrapped's gaze was lingered onto you before he finally decided to contribute something to the conversation after his long silence

"Speaking of rookie mistakes— have you not committed one during the night of August 13?"

That made you and Chance stop in your tracks, he was admittedly confused and you could only glare at the man beside Chance who had a look of innocence which was obviously just an act

:In return, you would observe him from afar. Watching his every move and every gesture. It was almost like you were dissecting him from the inside to the outside, and to be honest? Yeah, that was your intention. You intended to keep note of every gesture or habit he tended to do when he was nervous, lying, or in fear.

:Because of this, you easily picked up the fact that he was far different from what you first perceived him as. Instead of the cunning, conniving gentleman you thought of him to be, he was instead a cheeky man who adorned himself in the outfit of the riches when the mannerisms was something he lacked

:To deflect his 'jokes', you in response would nitpick the terrible mannerisms he had. Which more so definitely caused a wild fire concealed as a playful argument with Chance suffering in the middle of it

:..Though it wouldn't be long until you started noticing unnecessary things about him, things that couldn't aid you for your snide remarks

:Like how his eyes was a specific shade of blue, Sapphire blue you could tell from having stared at him for so long. How he would fidget with the strands of his long hair when he felt threatened— okay maybe you could use that against him, but details aside, you couldn't help but admire the small little things about him when you thought about it too much

:ITrapped would also face the same exact issue, except he was in complete awe of your achievements you accomplished. He would uncover things like what you've created for these said accomplishments or the ideas that helped you win. But of course, not without him silently comparing his achievements with yours

:ITrapped had photos of your work in his phone, admiring them from time to time and looking closely at the details while praising you silently for it. If one of your works was accessible to the public, he would definitely make time to visit where it is located just to see it's beauty for himself

:As more time passed and the more you both uncovered about each other, the more the 'playful' arguments would turn into subtle praises/compliments for each other. Chance obviously caught onto this but he was just happy both of his best buds were finally getting along

:It didn't take long for the both of you in this stage to uncover the fact that you both were using Chance, and this was what helped you two come together to share your thoughts and ideas on how you guys could get rid of him to finally take what is his

:Following this, you noticed the blonde be more open with you and allowing himself to be the mischievous cheeky guy he truly was underneath

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: Waahh.. Chance my beloved.. anyways one day in and I noticed that I've already reached 11 followers.. hmm.. maybe just for that I'll expand the games I'll write for

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but I'm not opposed with making a fic so long as it doesn't have any romantic undertones between the two.. #Justsaaying

:Also I think I should definitely make it clear just Incase for the near future, that I will not be writing for any doublefedora/reader. I do not like that ship for reasons I won't disclose and I am not willing to write for it nor will I ever do so, thank you

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:Also I think I should definitely make it clear just Incase for the near future, that I will not be writing for any doublefedora/reader. I do not like that ship for reasons I won't disclose and I am not willing to write for it nor will I ever do so, thank you

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Hii! This is my first time requesting so please bear with me and my sucky way to describe things :cry: I was wondering how Azure would react to a cryptid!reader? Like the reader is just this tall, monstrous creature that server wipes, but is pretty chill otherwise. You can make this platonic or romantic, either is fine! Sorry again if this doesn’t make any sense (╥﹏╥)

Azure with a GN!Cryptid Reader

:Don't worry, I understood your request well(or so I think.. this post will be the judge of that

:Can be taken as romantic or platonic , no solid label is placed as for anons req

:Boy oh boy, when Azure first laid their eyes on your form, they could admit they were left quite amused at the sight. Don't get him wrong, he was all for that monster-like features you inhabited, your unusually tall height that followed too which would've made you look out of place anywhere that wasn't in this realm but you were nothing far different from the rest of the other killers you all were forced to stay with. So he didn't entirely keep his interest on you, after all it's just your appearance he eyed

:But after observing you from afar in one match, and witnessing the survivors be wiped on the floor with little to no effort you used, it was easy to assume he was definitely now interested in you. Your strength was something he deeply admired, to the point he would stiffen by being near you or just even at the sight of YOU

'..Did they just wipe out all the survivors just like that? With little struggle?'

He took in your monstrous form carefully, in disbelief of what he had just witnessed mixed with something else in his expression. He most definitely needed to get to know you better, which he hoped was soon. Prayers muttered beneath his breath, a habit he definitely had to get rid of. But honestly? He was too enthralled with you to care, he'd do anything just to come across you and satisfy the unknown feeling he couldn't name

:The feeling wasn't out of fear, of course. More likely out of.. admiration, to which he only felt in such a long time ago. And the specter, nosy and curious obviously caught wind of this. Don't be surprised now, so being the annoying prick it usually was, it would tease Azure about it. Calling out to you whenever you pass by while Azure frantically silences it like a flustered mess

"HEy! a LiiTTLe bIRdiE tOLD me THIs gUYYY iS piNNING foR YOuuuu!1!1!1"

Azure's hat called out as usual, and before you was a flushed man who struggled to hold it together. It was always like this, both of your interactions initiated by the.. interesting being on his head. But you couldn't deny that the sight made you cackle even on a bad day, so you let yourself flash a smile towards the other killer who looked like he was wishing for the ground to consume him, now.

:That was the day he found out you were nothing like your appearance suggested you to be, intimidating, rude with a look that said 'go away' or screamed unfriendly. Well, yes he does see you behaving that way when you were with the survivors, but when no survivor was in sight you didn't seem to behave that way. It was the needed push he desperately looked for and he didn't waste the opportunity

:At first, there was a.. language barrier due to the fact that his mouth was zipped shut and his only form of verbal communication was the parasite that inhabited itself on top of Azure's head, though you didn't mind. The latter was easy to read from his open body language with you, like hands flailing when his hat spoke too much or when he deflated from your first interaction out of nervousness

:When you both get out of that stage, he was actually.. a nice company to be around. Nightshades blooming on his appendages whenever you did something that he considers 'impressive', though he would try to hide this to maintain his cool persona. Or so you presume from how he hides them immediately at the sight of the flowers

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:Three requests to go,, If you're ever interested in placing a request then look forward to Friday, GMT time thing. I'll most likely open my requests box but no promises

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:Psst.. psst.. did you know.. despite writing for released characters only, I also am willing to write for ITrapped/reader reqs..? ..Who said that..?!

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HELLO! Sorry if I bother you but I have something stuck in my head and I can't get it out- HEAR ME OUT- Bot!Reader that is programmed to report/ban exploiters created by an admin to make their work easier. One way or another, he arrives at Forsaken, getting to know and befriending the survivors, especially 007n7. Reader gets so attached to 7n that when they find out he is an exploiter, they are like:

For some reason, I can't stop imagining bot!Reader walking away to a deserted area with a pillow so they can scream into it out of frustration for not being able to report/ban their new friend Because they feel that they would be betraying him after he has been so kind to them. Sorry for making this too long, schizophrenia hits hard at night/j

: 007n7 & GN!Robot Reader

:this request sounded cute, I couldn't help but entertain the idea immediately

Content below : Fluff , Reader becoming more sentient , Platonic relationship

There was no denying that after Builderman and Shedletsky's disappearance, everything went to hell. The Roblox Hq? Not even a speck of the previous organized place it was in sight anymore. Papers? scattered all around the office, the neatly organized files are now disarranged. Admins? They were too busy to bother to help around the place, mainly because the disappearance of the head of Roblox Hq encouraged nasty exploiters/griefers to become more bold in performing their once in a while shenanigans

Hell even the most positive admins of all who held her head high in every despair they found themselves in could no longer keep up her usual charisma, she may be able to convince the others and herself that everything will be fine but there was nothing passing your keen eye and observations. So what did this all mean? From your previous gathering, the quote 'The world is in chaos' more or less fits this exact circumstance.

Turning a blind eye to the miserable state of the team as of now, you were tasked to capture an uprising hacker. Or how the admin team would like to put it, 'a nuisance becoming of a bigger headache that is comparable to a brain tumor.' Which your program translated to: stress and frustration, one thing you were meant to help with if the source of the emotion was from an exploiter

Thanks to your trusty tracker built inside of you, you were quick to locate the nuisance with little to no issue. Or you thought until you felt your vision go static and then next was darkness..

Luckily that's not where your story ended and you found yourself rebooted back up, only to meet face to face with Builderman. The man that many, many many were desperately searching for. But his face didn't hold his signature smile, in place of it was furrowed eyebrows and narrowed eyes. He looked exhausted, which was an unusual look for the old man

"There.. think yer all good to go"

"No way! Is that the good ol' bot that saved us a ton of time back then?"

You turned your head over to the source of the voice and was met with another recognizable face, Shedletsky. Though he didn't seem to share the distress Builderman clearly was in, he actually looked the same as he was. Save for the fact that he lost some weight according to your scanner yet the smile he wore stayed the same

RETURN WITH THEM IMMEDIATELY. The thought popped up in your mind and followed through the command with not a second wasted. You clasped both of your hands and offered the idea of going back to the Roblox HQ, relaying the distress the admins have been in and the chaos that was barely under their control. But a half minute in your speech, you detected clear signs of discomfort and sadness on their expressions. This left you confused, did they no longer want to serve the robloxians? Leaving citizens to suffer?

This cannot be, you had to beg them to come back if so. Your mind registered, though before you could attempt to convince the two, they had already beat you to it. And it seemed like they read your mind because before you could vocalize your concern, Builderman held a hand up and shook his head

"No can do.. if we had tha option to do so, we would've been back a long time champ"

Sensing your confusion, he went into detail about the circumstances you guys were stuck in. And from what you understood, the two along with more have been stuck in this.. cabin for some time now, or well they couldn't give a specific time because there wasn't even a calendar!

The news obviously left you in disbelief and a state of denial, the concept of it sounded otherworldly, impossible even. This wasn't adding up in the coding you had and you could've sworn trying to even entertain the smidge of the idea had your circuits frying. You hastily exited the cabin, or what they referred to as the 'safe zone'.

This couldn't be..! Your program desperately tried to deny the unbelievable, you profusely scanned the area multiple times in an attempt of searching for retrieving the name and place of where you currently were but to no avail, it was a failure. You could feel heat pooling up within your body from overheating and you needed to calm down now before it got worse and you were left in the dark again

But before you passed out, you heard a faint echo of a timid voice behind you, calling out to you. You turned around but from the sudden motion, you instead collapsed. The last thing you saw was worry and shock etched onto that person's face, along with a burger hat with a noob on top that made them easily different from others

REBOOTING.. You woke up to a place unfamiliar again, yet there was someone who's face was mere inches away from yours. Seeing you come online caused a nervous smile to grace his face. From the small bar of signal you had, you managed to gather basic information about him online. Such as his name and age

"Oh thank telamon— y-you're alright.. I wasn't sure if my skills were enough in the predicament you were in.."

"You should uh.. be good now though! I fixed some lines in your coding"

He let out a sigh of relief, before he leaned back, bit his lip and scratched the back of his neck. A series of mumbling left his mouth mixed with criticism towards your creators skills, you couldn't help but feel clear disdain yet you obviously couldnt vocalize them. Not when you owed him one for helping you back there

Although your distaste for his choice of words was obvious as he felt your glare pierce a hole in his head. The air suddenly grew heavy. 007n7 Stood up hastily, a spew of incoherent words that sounded like apologies before ultimately trying to leave. Yet you denied him the option so, you clutched his wrist in a tight grip that had him trembling. The brunette was expecting harsh words but what came next was far different from it, instead the words that left your mouth was a request.

A request that asked for his knowledge about this 'Hell' Builderman claimed it to be, which ultimately shocked you too. Those words came out without your usual logical line of thinking, the thing that aided you in unpredictable times like these

Fortunately for you, or thank telamon above as they say, 007n7 agreed to do so. Definitely because of the vacant stare you had at the time followed by the tight hold you had on him. Totally not.. Well whatever, he agreed to it nonetheless and he surely couldn't back out now!

A few.. Days? Weeks? Months? It was difficult to tell even when you were made out of advance technology, but you don't believe you're at fault for that, not when majority of your programming required a strong connection at the very least. All you knew was that minutes were passing and every second you weren't nearby your now friend, 007n7, the familiar heat was building up in your system

Speaking of 007n7, after awhile he seemed to finally ease up around you, which was good news! The bad news? You had to go against your program majority of the time which was to never lie just to be around him. Why, you may ask? Well simply because he was the only person who made you feel.. What robloxians referred to as 'Happy'. Despite having 'befriended' the other survivors and them being decent company, they couldn't replicate the feeling of friendship 007n7 supplied you with

This was surely against your codes but you didn't care. If anything, it only made you feel like a robloxian, not a hunk of steel that could only understand emotions but not feel them. Desires outside of banning exploiters were definitely outside what you were made for, but it only proved you were anything but just a walking vessel for the admin team. Something outside endless lines of binary codes and programming

Well, the feeling didn't last for long. Not when you found something out about your dear friend that would leave you in a wrecked state.

Builderman could no longer stand seeing a creation of his and his team hang around somebody they were coded to ban, especially when it was obvious the pair were getting closer to each other every round. So he did what he felt like he was supposed to do

You were sat down by Builderman in the living room, and the words that left his mouth had left you stunned. The person you were getting attached to, 007n7, had.. history of hacking? That wasn't something your line of codes could ignore or let pass. A surge of banning methods entered your head and your hands itched to execute them on 007n7 with no hesitation. Your hands clenched to a fist before it opened repeatedly and you felt your eye twitch

But instead of acting out on the thoughts, you held onto any semblence of self control a robot could possibly have and the good memories you were able to make with the former hacker. You grabbed a nearby pillow, walked away from the cabin filled with survivors and burrowed your face onto the plush item before you released the pent up frustration and anger you managed to gather in one sitting. Now the real question was, how were you supposed to deal with the aftermath..?

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:My phone died half way so I had to write a new ending for this because i couldn't save it..

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How would Azure react to twotime talking/helping or like idk just any interaction with Azure's lover? low-key I would tweak cuz why is my front stabbing ex even in the vicinity of my lover... but I wouldn't know how they'd react

Two time interacting with Azure's partner?

:that just sounds like trouble waiting to happen, well to begin.. Azure would most definitely not take kindly to seeing his former lover, the one who betrayed him, be even anywhere near his current partner as of now. It would likely trigger his rage that he has yet to sort out. Here's a short scenario below detailing it to help visualize even further

Azure relentlessly ran after the timid and meek survivor, noob was it? He couldn't be bothered to remember, not when he was only focused on one thing only and that was to feel them writhe beneath his hold

Well that was until he caught a glimpse of a familiar traitorous figure from the corner of his eye, he would get them next immediately he usually convinced himself but not this time around. Especially not when they were in the same radius as his only salvation in this hell. An uncomfortable feeling bubbled within him that yearned to be released desperately, and he needed it out now.

:The specter, seeing this would only use the sight to fuel the former's fears and wrath. It would say nasty stuff about the situation, planting a seed in Azure's mind that would push them to get you away from Two Time even further and only fuel their paranoia about Two Time potentially doing the same to you

"ThEY'LL Be a SaCRIfice foR tHeIr ThIRD LiFE"

It practically sang in Azure's mind, repeating it like a chorus. His focus was no longer on the almost dead survivor who ran out of stamina and quivered beneath him, no, he couldn't afford two time sacrificing you for the greedy bastard's third life. He shoved his way through the confused and conflicted survivors, the rage and specters word getting to him that he no longer cared to hide both of you and their relationship hidden. His appendages wrapped around you to reel you away from two time and have you close to him instead

:Safe to say— Two time was basically chased around the whole round with you protected and dragged. If you get motion sickness easily, then unfortunate for you but you're in for a whole ride with this situation.. Doesn't help that the Specter would also keep fueling the fire just for the sake of entertainment. Best to stay away from Two Time if you want to avoid triggering that

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May I ask for a crumb of Azure using his tentacles in affectionate ways like hugging or carrying SOBSS

: AZURE/GN!SURVIVOR READER

(Anon didn't clarify what role the reader is along with if they were killer or survivor , so I'll automatically go with survivor reader)

content below : Established relationship , fluff , vague description of gore(the gore description is a flash back) , no dialogues for azure whatsoever except his hat(which is the spectre speaking)

You were caught in an unfortunate predicament. A very terrible one at that. Being forced to sit on the cold grass of planet voss with a sprained knee, you were currently gambling with fate if your fellow teammates will find you or it would be the killer who'll finish you off first. To top it all off, the round had just begun

At the thought of the latter, your heart raced and you felt your breathing become more heavy. The silence which previously was occupied by the sounds of crickets, was concealed by the rapid pounding of your heart. Your fingers gripped your thigh bone, it was hard to bear the pain especially when even a slight movement was enough to trigger a unbearable throbbing sensation which was followed by a stinging pain

This was *clearly* a lesson to be learned, had you not been running around so carelessly, maybe you wouldn't have found yourself in this dooming position you are in now. Yet was there any point in reflecting when you were clearly going to be punished for what's done?

At this time, you couldn't help but think how you'd die this time. The familiar sound of a chainsaw rang through your head, the feeling of a cold machete plunged into your head which was reeled back due to its owner, Jason. Your body meets the freezing ground before your blood eventually warms you up. Or maybe it would be a familiar corrupted arm that would end you, the sharp end of his claw forcing itself inside your flesh before he tears you apart so easily.. To simply put it, the deaths you suffered were anything but merciful even at the hands of a child

Many unwanted scenarios flashed by your eyes accompanied by the unforgettable pain they bring, even if you go through the same horror every time, the agonizing hurt doesn't numb nor does it go away. Which only made the physical pain you were feeling even much more worse now

In your horror, you didn't register another presence approaching you from behind until a recognizable squelch and slithery appendage broke you out of your train of thoughts. You only had little time to react before it hooked itself around your waist and raised you up. Your sprained knee punished the sudden movement with a quick sting that forced a hiss out of you, a rough and raspy voice that you were accustomed to cackled at your form

"wHat A patHetIc DisplaY.. @cK—!"

You turned your head over to the tall figure that stood beside you, a hand over the mouthy and pointy hat they wore before their eyes adverted its gaze over to your pained figure. He didn't need to be vocal about the confusion he clearly had, since it was obvious from his body language loosening up around you which left you with your usual thoughts of 'cute' and 'adorable'

The small detail aside, you were stuck in an awkward position. You clutched the leg with the sprained knee and attempted to hold it as still as you can while with your best efforts you could currently muster, tried to flash Azure the best smile you managed to

He tilted his head, and he immediately could tell what was up. The gooey and icy texture that hooked your stomach wriggled before it adjusted itself to hold you in a more comfortable position, the other appendages helped to support your body too and before you knew it, you were face to face with your boyfriend who eyed your injury intensely like it could be chased away with his mean glare

Azure looked around just in case of a survivor who stumbled across the both of you, which luckily, there was none. You stammered out a request which was finding a medkit with a bead of sweat trickling down the side of your head. Lucky for you, your boyfriend complied and swiftly made his way to the usual spots that usually had a medkit

He kept a tight grip on his pointy hat's mouth to not alert any of your fellow survivors and off the both of you to find a medkit laying around, if there was one that remained untouched at least

After multiple peeking-behind-a-corner acts, with the help of your eldritch-like lover's appendage, you finally spotted the aid you were looking for and signaled the item to Azure. They made a quick run towards it to retrieve the item while their tentacles hugged you tighter, and before you knew it, you were at a desolated corner of the map

His speed always puts an expression of shock combined with amusement on your face, it was especially terrifying during rounds he was killer and he would hunt down the other survivors but nonetheless it managed to leave you awestruck. He placed you down gently on the grass, crouching to bandage your scrapped knee

His hands gently brushed over your scrapped skin, his tentacles despite it's tight hold on you, also made you feel at ease somehow. The way it handled you gently, curling around you with an underlining affection Azure couldn't verbalize but it didn't need words for the intention to be known, not when he made it obviously known even when he was forced to kill you

Unfortunately the shared peace wouldn't last since the hand previously shutting the mouth on his hat regained its freedom to speak what it wanted, making very loud noises of grunts and screeching.

"YoUrE nOT suPPOsED tO be DomESTiCAtEd! YoUrE SuPPOSeD to KILL KILL KILL!"

It whined at an awfully high pitched screech, an unfamiliar voice it spoke in. It screamed and shouted like a child which ruined any semblance of silence between you and Azure that you both loved

"DOnT yOU RemeMBER tHe lASt tImE yOU lOVED?! DON'T—"

After Azure finished bandaging up your sprained knee, his hand gripped the mouth shut. His zipped mouth almost looked like it was gritting, before you could offer words of comfort you feel most of his appendage curling itself on your body and moving you closer to him. Now this felt like his attempt of hugging you because he clearly have his hands full with the unwanted company you both were stuck with

A giggled left your mouth and you laid your head on his shoulder to get some well needed rest for the time being

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first req done, I hope anon doesn't mind me adding additional stuff to build the scenario. Otherwise it would've been very short

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Hi!!1

I kinda suggest using anon askes since almost no one wants to reveal their blogs when requesting (Not saying this in a mean way ^Q^)

Anyway i hope you have fun doing whatever you do and make sure to get enough rest alrighty?

: Thank you for the advice , I wasn't aware majority of requestors liked to be discreet. Anon asks have been turned on now for future references

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⊂⊃— Hey! I'm 37 and a mediocre writer who loves to write and draw. Though this account will *only* be taking writing prompts due to the fact that I refuse to showcase my art until I can consider it decent enough

⊂⊃— The Fandom I CHOOSE to write for now is Forsaken only, this is due to the fact that it's one of the games I believe is easier for me to write for, but I believe I'll be adding more fandoms in the near future if any caught my eye

WHAT I WILL DO :

\(^ω^\ )— All of the Forsaken casts : Except for the unreleased chars (Platonic only for the Bluudud , Pretty princess , C00lkidd)

ヘ( ^o^)— Alternative Universes : So long as I'm provided with enough detail to go on about

＼(^_^ )— Reader with a mental disorder : I'm willing to write for a reader with a specified mental disorder, though this will take me quite awhile if I'm not familiar with it due to researching and school ..

_:(´ཀ`」∠)— NSFW : by this I mean I'm willing to write g0re or anything nsfw that isn't sex

(〃⌒∇⌒)— Prompts/Hcs/Scenarios : Please do give the most detailed requests you can if you want it accurate to what you have in mind

WHAT I WILL NOT DO :

￣へ￣— Smut : this is more purely because of the fact that I can't write anything that has something to do with sex , though I believe I could write suggestive stuff ..

(　´Д｀)— Immoral themes reaching r@pe , or any form of sexual assault : I'm willing to write anything dark just not the ones stated above , this is because I have a history within those topics

(°ㅂ°╬)— Fetishes : Ok I just don't know how to write that stuff

⊂⊃— I have school so requests will take a long time , not to mention how I write for pure enjoyment only so if you're looking for something swift , then I'm not the best option so far..

⊂⊃— v this is my only published work , so see for yourself if you're alright with my writing(Paycheck jumpscare by the way!)

⊂⊃— I tend to write/aim for a big count of numbers due to the fact that I'm not a big fan of drabbles , and because I believe this is a great practice for me to writing longer chapters/fanfictions with ease (Ps. I only write for gn reader)

CREDZ TO :

@/astertude on TWT for pfp nd small azure on the header

@/llavenderriin on TWT for banner

@/veilziz on twt for azure art below

REQS : CLOSED