#iTrapped x reader

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Itrapped x reader romance headcanons

So uh, nobody actually asked for this but I like Itrapped so…

Horrible for you in every way possible

Most likely dating you for something he wants, either to make someone jealous, or for something you have, but he’s so delicate about it… at least until you turn your back

His heart is like freezer burn and his affection? A drug. He will make you need him.

Love bombs the hell out of you, like seriously it’s Itrapped what did you expect, do you KNOW what he did to chance???

If you don’t know how to gamble, he’ll teach you, but he’ll be a dick about it.

Showers you with gifts you could never afford to pay back, and holds it over your head as an excuse to get what he wants from you.

Shows you off in front of his friends, but in a sorta, dehumanizing way, if you try to bring it up he’ll go on the defensive and claim he NEVER did that, and guilt you into apologizing.

Hashtag his ass isn’t over chance.

Honestly, I get why you’d want this one, but I think your therapist is more equipped to tell you why instead of me doing it.

[glassmitu]

itrapped x reader i beg of thee 🙏🏽😔

Masterlist — Forsaken

Request — Itrapped x reader, headcanons,,

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ITRAPPED

𖣠 You are unfortunately one of Itrapped's victims, which is where he takes your money bc you rich rich,

𖣠 Anywho, you aren't that stupid to fall for his silly asks for money which Itrapped really hates,

𖣠 Although, you two often do look like close friends on the outside from people's view, in private, you are just scolding Itrapped for spending your money on some stupid limited items.

𖣠 But still, he is your friend.So you let him lend your money, which Itrapped obviously takes advantage of,

𖣠 Even if you know it, you can't really do anything.Since you find it quite entertaining.

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praying that you write something twotime related (this is a sign)

Random Forsaken Drabbled/HC

Hope this was okay and what you asked for...

They're so down bad, it's threatening

Noli- has no-filter who tells you that he’d straight up murder you and bury you in his backyard if you ever dared leave him, who doesn’t give two shits whether it’s cliché or not—if he can’t have you, no one can. You laughed it off when he first said it... But something tells you that wasn't an attempt at dark humor.

Two Time- They're always asking if you’ve eaten today, if you’ve drunk enough water, if you’re wearing enough layers. Typical lover stuff. Only it’s not. No, far from it. They're so eerie and creepy, putting you on edge like noticing a spider in the corner of your room. They'll just appear, and they ask you a mundane, simple question. It feels as if you're being judged before spawn itself. They make you feel like they know you better than you know yourself. Whispering what you're thinking into your ear. Touching you in those exact places that have you weak.

John Doe- He's jealous, needy, and obsessive, what makes it all the more worse is how rough he is. He kisses you like he's trying to eat you, you've corrected the behavior before and he tries you can tell he's trying—but, no matter how gentle he tries to be, can never truly mask just how brutishly strong he actually is. You can always feel the burden hiding in the pressure of his fingertips lingering on your skin, doing everything in his power to hold back.

Low-key obsessed with breeding

007n7- He's the type to stroke your stomach while completely enchanted by the thought of there growing a little product of your love inside you and rattle off obsessively on how cOOLkidd has always wanted a sibling.

Shedletsky- Let's get this straight, Shedletsky had a 'breeding kink', he has no desire to actually get you pregnant, infact he actively avoids it to the best of his abilities. A breeding kink is where you're extremely attracted to the idea of making someone pregnant, he just can't get enough of always dumping his load into the deepest parts of you his cock can reach, making sure he's completely balls-deep while holding your legs to your stomach in the tightest mating-press.

Azure- he's the type to get theurglogical with it, he'd be charting your cycle in moon phases, preparing your meals with ingredients that are purposed to increase fertility and fucking you almost relentlessly in those windows where you're most fertile.

Snugglebug who're just so clingy and hopeless

Noob- They're so soft spoken and so very clingy – resting atop you, not sure where to put their hands so the recline to wringing them nervously with their head cuddling your chest, your soft lips kissing their soft cheeks mouthing soft murmurs against them– giggling airyly when they snuggle against you, their hands finally finding their place in yours.

Taph- They'd be that type of boyfriend who can’t stop furiously blushing and excusing themselves, always asking for permission despite you granting it for the 30th time. Always stressing about if they’ve made a downright fool of themselves. They instead burry their burning face into the crevice of your neck. If they could make a home there and never leave...

1x1x1x1- Hot take- I know, but I'm a firm believer that they're a very 'chill' lover. They have their own goals and intrest and as do you, and as you become their lover it's expected that you support and aid them in achieving their desires and they exchange the same courtesy. Do you have to take up a sword and bathe in Shedletsky's blood with them- No, they don't expect you too. But you are required as their lover to ease the pain and discomfort they feel ever-waking in the Spectre's hellscape. In conclusion, although they don't hold much stock in physical intimacy they do enjoy the occasional cuddling, especially when both their physical and mental health begin to decline due to their habits. They've been through a lot.

Guest 1337- Similarly to 1x1x1x1, he's also been through much. He doesn’t bat an eye over anything because he has to be strong. Any pain he feels pales in comparison to all the suffering everyone else will feel if he fails. All the weights and pressure he puts on himself would break down even the strongest and some days it all comes crashing down as he sobs into your chest, he’s a strong man, and the hold he has on you is crushing—like he’s trying to fuse your body to his permanently. He does not shed tears easily, but Guest falls to tearful pieces, choking, hiccupping out incomprehensible words as they're muffled up by your skin.

Rich, owns everything you have and low-key a control freak

Builderman- Super handy and helpful lover who’s just a pinch condescending snarky about it. He fixes your kitchen sink on his few days off with a lazy grin—tools and gloved hands—asking smugly, “How would you ever survive without me?” And even though it’s a bit belittling, it’s just silly enough that you find it charming—smiling as you wrap both your arms around him while you pepper his face in your appreciative kisses. A sweet “Thank you~” on your lips as he lifts you up to sit on the kitchen counter as easily as lifting a toy.

Chance- he owns every single part of your life by frivolously buying everything for you. Of course, it’s a nice gesture—his love language is gifting you things—there’s nothing wrong with that. But then you’re in too deep, and you realize you have nothing in your own name. All your clothes, jewelry, and shoes are bought by him and belong to him. Even things like your cell phone, laptop, and car are all bought by and belong to him. The house you live in is his. All your credit cards are his... Must I go on?

iTrapped - The first time he said you were made for him, you thought it was the most romantic thing anyone had ever said to you. He’d said it with such unbothered air – so matter-of-factly – as if it were the most obvious thing, as though he was almost exasperated even to have to spell it out for you. And you’d smiled, feeling warm and giddy. Lovey-dovey heart-eyes looking back at him with not a single second guess. You should have asked him what he meant, though…

Upcoming Fics,

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Chance x Reader,

iTrapped x Reader x Chance (implied)

[sebmindbreak]

Hi can i please request a Itrapped x You Headcanons, where we work in the casino and chances friend, but he treats us sometimes or in private like a Cat, just like how Chance gets treated like a dog too?🐈🐕

(The freaking fanart of those ichance shippers got to me! Ahhhhh😭, I love that Man fr >\\\\\<)

also please dont mention the other post that i send to you, the same one with the itrapped cuz i want to protect my privacy so pls dont mention it or delete it if you can😣

It's 3 am en , why am I writing...😭

BUT ANYWAYS I HOPE YOU ENJOY!!

Title : your card , my heart

1. He Watches You From Afar First

iTrapped stands leaned against a wall, arms crossed, his one frost-covered hand twitching slightly whenever Chance gets too close to you....

He doesn't say anything, just glares. Every laugh you share with Chance makes his jaw clench tighter.

The frost around his shoulders subtly grows, forming fine snowflakes that melt instantly under the casino’s warm lights.

2. Chance Tries to Spoil You , iTrapped Gets Possessive

Chance is the type to absolutely smother you with affection in public: chips, gifts, drinks, pet names.

iTrapped watches with barely-restrained irritation. He doesn’t care about casino tokens but he cares that Chance is treating you like some pet..

When Chance lightly pets your head and calls you “my little kitten,” iTrapped snaps. He strides over, rips your chair back with a loud screech, and hisses something under his breath so cold the air chills around your drink.

3. He Tries to Keep You to Himself (jealous ass LOL)

He’ll pull you out of the casino entirely, dragging you into a quieter hall or back room, his voice low and stern:

“You think that idiot knows what you like? You belong with me. You always have.”

He’s jealous, and he is NOT scared of showing it.

4. You Call Him Cute and He Doesn’t Know What To Do

When you cup his cold face and tease, “You’re kinda cute when you get all pouty,” his brain short circuits.

His eyes widen like What did you just say to me??

He tries to push you away with a growl, but his cheeks flush subtly, and the frost recedes slightly. He lets you nuzzle his icy arm if it's too hot.

5. He Treats You Like a Cat in Private

Despite being rough and intimidating, iTrapped secretly adores when you crawl into his lap or nuzzle into his neck like a cat.

He’ll hold you possessively, scratching behind your ear gently with his cold clawed hand.

He’ll grumble things like:

“Tch… needy thing. You're just like a damn kitty.. Can’t leave me alone, can you?”

…But then holds you tighter.

6. Cold Jealousy, Warm Affection

When he’s angry at Chance, he’ll become colder literally. His aura freezes the drink in your hand (rip your drink </3) or ices over your chair’s armrest.

But when you cup his face and lean in, reminding him softly that he’s the one you came here for he softens.

He’ll press his forehead to yours, breathing in shaky. Quiet.

Just you and him.

7. When You Kiss Him in the Casino

It shocks him every time. You’re bold. You tilt his chin and plant one on his cold lips, in front of everyone.

He freezes. Literally

ITrapped stares at you in disbelief for a second… and then drags you away with a grunt, flustered.

“You’re going to regret that. I’m not letting you out of my sight now.”

HEHE I HOPE YOU ENJOY , i'ma sleep now POOFS

[brain4stew]

Sweden trip on going!

I hope I am able to get more long skirts/dresses.

But thinking of the Sweden trip, I keep thinking about something.

Modern Forsaken, after they escape the realm, and the Spectre is basically nowhere. (They’re contained in a glass jar, for future studies…)

Brighteyes would be the anchor for 1x’s hatred, whilst they still don’t like Shedletsky. Family reunion! Yippee!

Dusekkar talking to both you, and Taph, because, why not? That guy has quite the speech, and it can be interesting time to time.

Jan (surprisingly got info about her and being Builderman’s wife so…) and Builderman helping their son with his corruption, and their daughter in-law to help her get her husband to remember her. (Headcanon that John Doe is Builderman and Jan’s son, due to John Doe originally being a test account for Builderman, and got basically adopted and all that. Very unsure if it’s true that they’re family or not.)

Mafioso and Chance talking about their bunnies, giving tips, recommendations and etc. (Whilst ITrapped just, listens nearby.)

007n7 and Noli taking care of the kids, C00lkidd, Pr33typrincess and Bluudud. They also help and take care of Jason too. (The killers have to sometimes hold Jason back, when his mother tells him to kill…)

Azure and Two Time surprisingly napping together.

Guest 1337 would help Noob and Guest 666. Helping the two get accustomed to modern days again, since they’ve escaped the realm.

Etc, etc, etc, you get the gist I guess.

However, you, are the one that is holding the glass jar the Spectre is in. And keeping them with you, since they’re surprisingly calm and docile when you’re around them, and the one holding the jar they’re in.

(A/N: SO MANY IDEAS ITS SCRAMBLING MY BRAIN. HOLY SHIT 30 TAGS. IS THAT THE MAXIMUM??? DAMNNNN!!!)

[revlw]

𓏵 CTRL//OBEY

YAN! ITRAPPED X READER

Warning : obbsessive behavior , yandere themes , stalking , worshipping , self aware , ITrapped.

Note : Please do not romanticize real stalking or abusive behavior. This is for fictional and horror purposes only. Art : @/MrMiao_Noir on X

You hear about ITrapped before you ever see him.

Rumors. Whispers. A name spoken in hushed tones by survivors in the campfire light. Most describe him with confusion. “He’s not like the others,” someone mutters. “Doesn’t chase you like a normal killer… doesn’t even look like a monster.”

He doesn’t. Not at first glance.

When you finally see him, it’s under flickering lights in a run-down hallway. A basic noob avatar, low-poly and harmless looking—except for that Ice Crown on his head, glowing faintly, coldly. He stands motionless in the dark, head slightly tilted, as if studying you. Not attacking. Not even moving.

Then he vanishes.

You think it was a glitch.

It wasn’t.

His obsession begins not with violence, but with access.

You start noticing strange things in your rounds. Generators you just touched regress by themselves. Doors that should’ve been opened glitch out and lock. Items flicker in and out of existence. But these things only happen when you’re nearby.

At first, it’s frustrating. Then it’s unsettling.

You complain to others, but no one else sees it.

Except him.

ITrapped always appears briefly—standing in the background of your match, not lunging at you like other killers, not roaring or hunting. Just… watching. Frozen. Calculating.

Eventually, the sabotage stops targeting you. Instead, it starts protecting you. He disables traps you don’t see. Breaks paths for other survivors—but not you. You’re allowed to move freely, untouched.

You haven’t done anything to earn his favor. That’s what scares you.

You’re not playing the game. He is.

You begin to realize he’s more than just a presence in the matches. He’s altering the game itself.

Somehow, your matches always start with him now. The map selection glitches until it favors the ones he prefers. Load-in screens freeze when you try to quit. Your inventory resets to a “default” version, and the only item that stays is a strange crown-shaped charm he leaves in your loadout.

Players who get too close to you start having issues. One survivor who stayed by your side the whole round disconnects mid-match and can’t rejoin the server. Another finds their controls reversed. One player swears their Roblox account briefly locked when they tried to message you about him.

Still, he never harms you directly.

When you’re injured, he lets you limp away. He never tunnels you. He lets you finish generators—if you’re alone.

You realize, eventually, that he doesn’t want to kill you.

He wants to isolate you.

The first time you speak to him is accidental—proximity voice, maybe, or a glitched chat prompt.

You don’t even know what to say, but you try: “Why are you following me?”

There’s a pause. A long one.

Then a quiet, unreadable line of text appears in chat:

“I used to fix broken things. Then I saw you. I don’t need anything else now.”

You feel a chill—not from fear, but because the message auto-deletes seconds later. Like the system itself didn’t want you to remember.

But you do.

From that point on, he no longer hides. He orbits you in every match. Other survivors grow suspicious. Some stop queuing with you. Others start blaming you when their matches glitch out. You’re alone more often now.

Which is exactly what he wants.

He never refers to you by your username. He calls you “buddy”—the way he once referred to Chance. The way someone might speak to a pet project, or a favorite possession.

You stop seeing him as just another killer. He’s no longer playing the game.

He’s rewriting it.

Your escape routes begin to vanish. The hatch doesn’t spawn when you’re the last one. Exits flicker with ERROR signs when you touch them. Sometimes, your screen goes black mid-match, and when it returns, you’re in a custom map no one else seems to recognize. He’s always there, standing still in the center.

“You’re the only file I didn’t want to delete.”

You can’t tell if he’s speaking in metaphors or literally viewing you as code.

Either way, you’ve stopped feeling like a player.

You’re Already His.

Eventually, he stops appearing to other players entirely.

Only you see him now.

You’re told he’s “disabled” or “removed” from the rotation, but he still shows up in your queue. You report it. Nothing happens.

One night, your screen boots up without you clicking anything.

The message appears in familiar black font:

“Game loaded: You + Me”

And when the round starts, you’re alone.

No teammates. No map.

Just him.

Just you.

Just silence.

And you could feel that he’s smilling.

@revlw 2025

[meskit]

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elliot + noli + reader beans

azure + reader beanz

azure bean

in the queue:

telamon + chance beans

alien elliot + alien chance beans

itrapped + reader beans

john doe [grins]

azuretime beans

dusekkarr bean

builderman x reader beans

builderman bean

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Welp, Hello forsaken x reader crowd‼️‼️

I'm wondering if any of you know what happened to one of the many amazing Forsaken x reader writers that I know— i can't remember their name for the life of me but I remembered they made like Cerulean, Doombringer, ITrapped, Phosphorus and many unreleased/released character × reader hcs

Few of their works I remember is like Spawn deity (?) Two Time x cultist reader, uhhh Guest 1337, Shedletsy, Chance and Two time (seperate) where reader why dying and the Sentinels couldn't do anything, like chance ran away in that scenario while Two time covered us in blood then ran away as Azure chased after them, we were dying in guest arms and whatnot.

I'm just wondering if any of y'all know where they went or what happened to them bc I cannot find their works and I am DEVESTATED

Please tell me if y'all can still remember their name bc I can't and I'm devastated since despite scrolling the forsaken x reader tags I had not come across any of their works for nearly an hour now 😭😭🙏🙏

[telamonisms]

Not sure if this counts as a request but, you mentioned Chance having strong dog motifs in another post and I'd love if you could elaborate on that :3

I love and adore Chance as a character so I love listening to how other people interpret them

✦Hello lovely Anon, I personally do not quite count this one as a request but even if I had, you did send it while my requests were open so there would've been no issue at all.

✦CHANCE AND HIS STRONG DOG MOTIFS✦

✦Let us get this out of the way first. It is not about the skin and if you are expecting anything other than hearbreaking, devastating angst, turn around while you still can.

✦First and most obvious, his entire relationship with iTrapped. Chance felt like iTrapped was a true friend, the closest he's ever had, someone who they could open up to fully, expose every single vulnerable part of themselves with full trust that iTrapped would never hurt them. This intense and unconditional, blind love an affection mirrors that of a dog's towards it's owner.

✦Chance gave and gave, never expecting anything back, never suspecting iTrapped to be using him, why would he? He's Chance's closest person(in my case, I view them as romantic), surely he'll feel the same way they do. Blindly trusting iTrapped just like a dog it's owner, afterall, iTrapped returned the affections, spent time with him, even if the feeling was colder, Chance merely chalked it up to the Cold Prince's nature. The owner fed the dog, it wasn't all that much food, nor was it the particularly tasty kind, but food is food and the dog only knows to love the owner for it.

✦Chance had always been an adrenaline junkie, a thrillseeker, always loving a good gamble. However, there had never been any mentions of them indulging in any games of Russuan Roulette or even any sort of life endangering gambles previous to iTrapped convincing them to play thouse rounds. With the level of care and affection Chance felt towards iTrapped, one can imagine that they'd never suggest him to play such a game, obviously not wanting him to die. So it should've already been a red flag when iTrapped insisted so much they played the game and even more when he kept insisting they kept playing more and more, especially when he himself never joined Chance and just stared spectantly. And yet, despite never having been forced to play Russian Roulette, Chance did so, ignoring the red flags the same way a dog blindly follows it's owner's commands even as said commands lead the dog to do something it may not particularly want to do.

✦Chance's lore says that iTrapped guided them both to a dark alley to stab him after the final Russian Roulette game while Chance was bragging about having won yet again and how lucky he always was. There would've been no need to clarify that iTrapped guided them into such place if that had been the path they took each time they got done with a game, therefore, Chance saw this change in routine, saw the dark place they were entering and still followed. Much like a dog will forever follow it's owner wherever they tell it to go, even if the place scares it.

✦Chance has confused and still continues to confuse Noob for iTrapped, the fact that Noob has not come out harmed or has anything negative to say about these instances combined with how close Chance was to iTrapped for so long leads me to believe that Chance still misses iTrapped and, if given the opportunity, would come back crawling to his feet. Because despite it all, Chance does not hate iTrapped, that's not who they are. They're loyal to a fault. Just like how a dog who's left abandoned at the side of the road will run and run, chasing after it's owner's car as it drives farther and father away.

✦Chance puts up a show of his best tricks yet, the way that he strikes a pose when aiming and shooting with his flintlock as well as the lines from his scrapped Makeship plushie advertisement painting a clear picture of him going above and beyond to put up a cocky, cool and confident faccade, a persona that isn't quite him but that everyone will desire to be around, a Chance that isn't exactly the real Chance so that while he still has people around, they can never trully get close to him and he can never again be hurt. Much like a dog abandoned by it's previous owner will develop separation anxiety and cry and howl whenever it's new owner leaves it alone for even a second, not wanting to be abandoned again and yet, still biting if the new owner's petting reminds it of it's orevious owner's a little too much.

✦My most sincere thanks for asking me to elaborate on my views and characterization of Chance. I trully do hold him dear to my heart. This will go into the x reader tag as well solely because it affects how I write his character for thouse and I will be including it at the very top of his section within the masterlist.

[sourle]

KILLERS VER OF THAT LOVE ME NOT POST PLEAASEE

Not Enough Love

Koi ni chite iru, kocchi wo miteyo!

WARNINGS: none

NOTE:

Killers WHAT DO THEY THINK ABOUT YOU:

1x1x1x1

He does not care about you, AT ALL. Heck. If she decided to engage or respond to your confession, just know it's a way for them to manipulate you. He does not care if in the end it's hurt your feelings, after all she's the embodiment of hatred, of course they would hate you.

John Doe

Even so, after the confession the next time you two met he won't remember you due to The Spectre. Either he reject or accept, it'll end up the same. He won't remember you.

Noli

He's not looking to date. He never really does. Doesn't matter the situation. So.. yeah no chance with this guy.

Guest 666

You like him? like.. like, like? He's flustered but he won't outright accept or reject, he'll test you first. By annoying you that is. Trying to understand you, to see if you accept him the way he is by annoying you.

Azure

Yeah no, he does not want to date. Don't be sad, it's just him with his distrust and The Spectre and all.

Mafioc00l

He's surpised yet not at the same time. He's amused by your bravery on confessing but just know he will only see you as a toy. At first. He'll get pretty bored easily and would reject you lol.

Itrapped

He's not looking for one. Not yet. Though I must say, if he found you attractive, he might just ask for a casual dinner time, that's it. Rest? ehh... yeah rejection.

NOTE: SO.. like... you can request other characters.. im thinking of also adding NPCs.. and un-added survivors

[mikkies]

「 THE OVERWHELMING SENSE OF DREAD MADE ME SNAP AT YOU. OH SO BEAUTIFUL YOU. 」

Chance x GN! Reader

warnings: none that I know of 🤷‍♀️

notes: thank you to @/telamonisms for letting me take inspiration on his Chance's personality🙇‍♀️ ANYWAYS.. reader doesn't want to talk to Chance for unknown reasons (you can assume). Kinda angsty with the side of comfort.

THE FOREST FELT suffocating tonight. The cool night air, usually a comfort, carried a weight that pressed down on Chance’s chest like a vice. The usual symphony of crickets and rustling leaves was swallowed by the oppressive silence that hung in the cabin, stretching between him and you like an unbridgeable chasm.

Chance leaned against the doorframe, their arms crossed tightly over his chest, his fedora tipped low over his eyes. Their clockwork headphones clicked and whirred softly with every subtle movement, a familiar sound that usually grounded him. But tonight, even that felt hollow.

He’d been standing there for what felt like hours, watching you without watching you. His gaze was fixed on your figure curled up on the edge of the bed, wrapped in a blanket like it was armor. It wasn’t just keeping you warm—it was keeping him out.

The dim light from the oil lamp painted the room in muted tones, highlighting the tension in your hunched shoulders. Chance adjusted his hat, taking a shaky breath as he tried to piece together the right words. Words had always come easily to him—a sly comment, a clever gamble, a charming quip. But now, faced with your silence, his usual confidence faltered.

“You’ve been quiet,” he said finally, his voice cutting through the stillness. It wasn’t a question, just a statement of fact. A desperate attempt to start a conversation, to break through the wall you’d built around yourself.

You didn’t answer.

Chance sighed, his fingers brushing against the edge of his belt as he fidgeted. He wasn’t good at this—this vulnerability, this uncertainty. He was used to risks, to games with clear stakes and rules. But this? This was a gamble he didn’t know how to play.

“Hey,” he tried again, softer this time, stepping forward. The floorboards creaked beneath his boots, the sound louder than it had any right to be. “Talk to me.”

Still, you said nothing. You shifted slightly, your face turning further into the shadows, and something inside him broke a little more.

Chance bit their lip, his hands clenching at his sides. He wanted to ask if he’d done something wrong, if you were angry with him, if he could fix this. But the words felt too heavy, too vulnerable. He didn’t want to seem weak, even though that was exactly how he felt.

“I just…” He trailed off, his voice faltering. “I don’t understand.”

His mind raced with possibilities, each one worse than the last. Had he said something to upset you? Had he failed to notice something important? Or was this about something else entirely, something he couldn’t fix no matter how hard he tried?

He hated this. The not knowing. The helplessness. It reminded him too much of before, of the way iTrapped had toyed with him, feeding him scraps of affection only to snatch them away just as quickly.

He shook his head, trying to banish the thought. This wasn’t the same. You weren’t the same. But the fear was still there, gnawing at the edges of his mind.

“I’m here,” he said finally, his voice barely above a whisper. “If you want to talk.”

He sat down on the edge of the bed, leaving a small gap between the two of you. The space felt like miles. He hesitated, his hand hovering in the air before finally resting it on the blanket draped over your shoulder.

The tension in your body was palpable, and he could feel you stiffen under his touch. They pull their hand back quickly, as though burned.

“Sorry,” he mumbled, his gaze dropping to the floor.

The silence stretched on, heavy and unyielding. Chance could feel his chest tightening with each passing second, the weight of your rejection suffocating him.

“Please,” he said suddenly, his voice cracking. “Just tell me what’s wrong.”

For a moment, they thought you might answer. Your shoulders shifted slightly, and he held his breath, waiting. But then you shook your head, pulling the blanket tighter around yourself.

“I can’t,” you said finally, your voice barely audible.

Chance felt like the floor had been ripped out from under him. He leaned forward, his elbows resting on his knees as he buried his face in his hands.

“You can’t, or you won’t?” he asked, his voice muffled.

You didn’t respond.

The silence was unbearable. It wrapped around him like a noose, tightening with every second. He felt like he was drowning, and there was nothing he could do to save himself.

“I just want to help,” he said finally, his voice trembling. “But I don’t know how.”

His mind raced, filled with memories of iTrapped, of the way they had manipulated him, used him, discarded him. He had sworn he would never let himself feel that way again. And yet, here he was, sitting on the edge of the bed, feeling like a lost dog begging for scraps.

“I don’t understand,” he said again, his voice louder this time. “Why won’t you just talk to me?”

Your head snapped up, and for the first time that night, you looked at him. Your eyes were red-rimmed, filled with an emotion he couldn’t quite place.

“Because I can’t!” you snapped, your voice breaking. “I don’t know how to explain it, okay?”

The outburst startled him, and they recoiled slightly, their chest tightening even further. He opened his mouth to respond, but no words came out.

“I just…” You trailed off, your voice trembling as you looked away. “I need to be alone right now.”

Alone.

The word echoed in his mind, dredging up memories he had tried so hard to bury. Of empty rooms and cold smiles. Of being abandoned, left to pick up the pieces on his own.

“No,” he said suddenly, his voice firm.

You looked at him, surprised.

“I’m not leaving,” he said, their gaze meeting yours. “I don’t care if you need space. I’ll give you space. But I’m not leaving.”

The vulnerability in his voice was raw, unfiltered. It was a side of him he rarely showed, a side he was terrified of exposing. But for you, they would.

“Please,” he said, his voice breaking. “Don’t push me away.”

Your gaze softened, and for the first time that night, the wall between you began to crack. You reached out hesitantly, your hand brushing against his.

“I’m sorry,” you whispered, tears streaming down your face. “I’m so sorry.”

Chance shook his head, his own eyes glistening. “Don’t be,” he said, his voice trembling. “Just… let me stay.”

Chance stayed seated on the edge of the bed, the weight of your fragile trust anchoring him to the spot. His fingers fidgeted with the brim of his fedora, the nervous motion betraying the tension he carried despite his determined words. The silence between you wasn’t oppressive anymore, but it was still heavy—laden with unspoken words and fragile emotions.

Minutes stretched into hours, the faint crackle of the oil lamp filling the void between your hesitant breaths. Chance didn’t dare move too much, afraid of shattering the fragile moment. He let his thoughts drift, watching the flickering shadows dance along the walls of the cabin.

“I used to hate silence,” Chance said softly, his voice almost drowned out by the faint hum of his clockwork headphones. “Always felt like it was... accusing me of something, you know? Like it knew all my secrets and was just waiting for me to crack.”

They glanced at you, unsure if you were even listening, but it didn’t matter. He needed to say it out loud. Maybe it wasn’t for you—maybe it was for himself.

“It’s why I always had to be doing something,” he continued, his fingers now tracing the grooves of the wooden bedframe. “A game, a gamble, a fight. Anything to keep my mind busy. But I realized… sometimes, the quiet is the only thing that can make you face what you’re running from.”

You shifted slightly under the blanket, the movement drawing his attention. Though you didn’t speak, your posture seemed a fraction less guarded, as if his words were beginning to find their way through the cracks in your armor.

“I don’t know what you’re going through,” he admitted, his voice tinged with regret. “And maybe I can’t fix it. But if you let me, I’ll sit here with you. As long as it takes.”

The words hung in the air, sincere and unvarnished. For a moment, the room felt warmer, the oppressive weight lifting just enough to let a sliver of understanding pass between you.

After a while, you finally spoke, your voice trembling but steady enough to be heard. “It’s not you.”

The admission caught him off guard, and they tilted their head to look at you, curiosity and concern mingling in his eyes. “Then what is it?”

You hesitated, pulling the blanket tighter around yourself. “It’s... everything. The forest, this place, the things we’ve been through. It feels like it’s closing in on me, and no matter what I do, I can’t stop it.”

Chance’s expression softened. He wanted to reach for you, to offer some kind of comfort, but he held back, respecting the delicate boundary you’d set. “That’s not easy to deal with,” he said quietly. “But you don’t have to face it alone.”

Your gaze met his briefly before dropping to the floor. “I don’t want to drag you into it.”

“Too late for that,” he replied with a faint smile. “I’m already here, remember?”

The ghost of a smile flickered across your lips, and it was enough to ignite a flicker of hope in him. He leaned back slightly, trying to ease the tension in his posture. “We can figure it out together. One step at a time. No rush.”

The room fell into a more comfortable silence this time, broken only by the occasional rustle of the blanket as you adjusted your position. Slowly but surely, the distance between you didn’t feel quite as vast.

Chance settled into their spot, his resolve firm. He wasn’t going anywhere, not tonight, not ever. Whatever battles lay ahead, he would face them with you, even if it meant sitting in the quiet and waiting for the storm to pass.

And in the stillness of the forest, with the faint glow of the oil lamp casting its warm light, it felt like the first step toward healing.

[just-a-random-fanfic-enjoyer]

Chance x Reader Request

Requested by @smallershrimpette (ily pookie)

MY FIRST WRITING POST ON THIS BLOG!!

If you’re interested in more like this, my requests are open!

Somehow, by pure idiotic reasonings, Chance had fallen head over heels in love with you. Even if he wanted to quit, he was dealt a hand too good to pass up when it came to the prize he was after, you.

Chance hasn’t been in many relationships at all in his life, despite the charm the only other person he ever let get close itrapped, never actually, liked him. So forgive this poor hopeless man for keeping his heart closed off. Don’t get me wrong, he’s certainly all over you, you're his lucky charm! The Ace of his spade- yeah chance isn’t very good at nicknames sorry.

You and chance most likely have an off again and on again relationship, he’s a thrill seeker, an adrenaline junkie, even if he doesn’t mean it. He will end up hurting you at one point just for this thrill, but if you're willing to fix this broken man? I mean go off, you're a better person than me.

All things considered, he’s loving but such an ASS, you’d need to beat the apology outta this fucker for hurting you, rich kids smh. Make no mistake, he definitely cares about you, you're not a one time thrill. He’s just addicted to the thrill, gambling is his life and he’d rather not live if he had to give it up.

Overall, you probably got lured in by his charm my dude, I’m not saying he’s the worst option but you're gonna go through it till he learns normal people don’t do this shit.

[glassmitu]

Hi! Just wondering but could you do itrapped x (candy apple cookie) Reader who is a killer?

Masterlist — Forsaken

Request — Itrapped x candy apple cookie!Killer!Reader, headcanons,,

⭑𓂃 ⌗ Staff — candy apple cookie ( ‾́ ◡ ‾́ ),,alsoosos nice idea:D

ITRAPPED

𖣠 He finds your obsession with him quite annoying, but he uses this to his advances too,

𖣠 Whenever you do something to have his attention, he'll give you small amount of attention, which is obviously much for you!

𖣠 Oh how he adores your cruelty towards the survivors, even though he doesn't really tell you that.

𖣠 He does intend to get little jealous when you give attention to someone else, like your boss, shadow milk,,

𖣠 Overall, you are just someone that he can use for his selfish desires, like he always does.

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[sirfluffletin]

Forsaken Boyfriend Troupes

Jealous control freak

Two Time, They're not jealous nor possessive of you. They acknowledged that you are your own person with plans, interests, ambitions, etc. They're not a master and you’re not their pet, but Spawn would they try to keep you in their clutches and refuse to let go. You are a gift, for them to cherish and protect. You deserve to make those choices too, even if they disagree with what you pick. Although there is a non-zero chance they will go behind your back anyway and nudge things into its proper direction.

John Doe, has a bit of a possessive streak. It typically shows itself during a bout with the defunct code scrambling his brain or the work of the spectre altering their memories, which usually entails him pulling you away from someone standing too close or throwing another person’s hand off you at it's most harmless and at its worst it comes to blows or even lethal interference. He feels rotten after the fact but at least you're still here, you aren't gone... You're not leaving him.

Serial Cheater

Itrapped, is probably polyamorous, the man has an ego, although for the most part, iTrapped is also a gentleman. He'll let you know what he wants out of your relationship, how long he plans to fancy you, and what to expect from him. Until he becomes neglectful of communication, which can and will lead to more than a few heartbreaks. The icy bitch will not feel sorry either, the most you will get is an half-assed apology text or if you're lucky he'll tell you in person through persed lips and trademark cynism.

Incompetent about anything dealing with children, including their own.

Chance, It's not that he is incompetent- no it's that he lacks spine when it comes to children and he's a firm believer of throwing money at your problems. He'd be really sweet and doting but as soon as the water-works come on he's leaving youband that child's life like expired milk. At least until you get it to calm down.

Total Manchild

Noob

Shedletsky, (to begin, I'd like to say this anecdote was inspired by @just-a-joey 's headcanons on telamons and 1x) Telamon prided himself on being the admin that does whatever, whenever they liked as solitary as a rhinoceros horn as free and turbulent as the weather. I am of the firm belief that Shedletsky also embodies the careless childlike nature found in their counterpart. They abandoned one of their only responsibilities, a product of their creation, and play victim when what they neglected seeks retaliation, whether it was in their hands or not. (Shedletsky is a reincarnation of Telamon in my synapses)

Can't be trusted to do anything guy.

Ringmaster

Guest 666

Mr. Job before family

Builderman, His first love is and will always be his work, He loves you to death don't get him wrong- but he is the boss of Roblox, When all goes to shit, when his admin, moderators, world fails. He has to be the one to go out and fix things. In turn, he will not be home to you for days or weeks, but he always will make time for you.

Noli, he is one of those partners who isn’t around a lot. He’s often wholly consumed by voidstar and spends long days, weeks, rarely months, but it happens while traveling and stealing voidstars like Pokémon cards. He needs to focus. He struggles with prioritizing anything over the voidstar, especially when he’s possessed by the crown. This will be a lifelong struggle for Noli, but it is something he’s willing to make an effort towards correcting and making right when he’s in love.

Elliot, he tries not to make it that way...

The Damsel in Distress

Taph, has a lot of insecurity and defensiveness that come from years of mistreatment and forced self-sufficiency, so he has a very short fuse on his social battery, and self-inflicted isolation comes naturally to them. He wouldn't mean to cut you off or distance you but they need their time and sub-space. Make his plate for him during dinner so he doesn't have to deal with the crowded food table, fix his hood and robes for him so he doesn't look ridiculous in public. Just be his support system, God knows he needs one his coping methods are... Unethical.

Emotionally Unavailable

007n7

Guest 1337

1x1x1x1

Jane Doe

[sebmindbreak]

ITRAPPED X YOU/READER HEADCANONS!

Hehe I love that manipulative mf

HEADCANONS

-platonic

-proposal

-romantic

First of all , 3 parts !

iTrapped (Platonic When he first meets you)

-You weren't scared of him, and that alone made him interested.

-chance had introduced you back at their casino and Itrapped was here.

-He noticed you were observant. Too observant. It made him both grin and grimace.

-Instead of jumping to hostility, he tried talking to you first, just to see what you'd do.

-You gave him a reaction he didn't expect. Not fear, not awe ,curiosity and kindness?..

-He decided he’d follow you a little. Not in a creepy way. More like a cat watching someone open a tuna can.

-When you spoke to him like a person , even though he had countless times tried to manipulate you, he tilted his head. “Weird,” he muttered. But didn’t walk away.

-You somehow reminded him of chance and he both loved and HATED it

-At first, he thought it was to "study your weaknesses." , seeing what you liked , what's your favourite things , Then it turned into routine.

-he realised.. he fell , he fell HARD.

iTrapped (Proposal – How he proposes to you)

-He would never go traditional. No ring-in-a-glass-of-wine , or roses garbage. He’s too theatrical.

-He makes a fake trap one day, just for you. Tells you to step in the middle, deadpan serious.

-“Trust me. It’s not lethal. Unless you say no. Then it might be.”

-When you step inside, lights flicker and a voice (definitely his voice, altered) echoes “CONGRATULATIONS, YOU’RE STUCK WITH ME.”

-He drops down from the ceiling (yes, literally LOL) holding a bouquet of icy flowers.

-“Will you be my partner?”

-He’s not even nervous. He knows you’ll say yes. But he still watches you closely for the reaction (part of him still is afraid you'll say no..)

-When you say yes, he looks stunned for just a second then grins.

-“Sucker,” he teases, before pulling you into the sweetest kiss

-He's proud of making you say yes , and brag about it.

iTrapped (Romantic After you're together)

-He still makes jokes about how he could "trap you again" if you ever try to leave.

-He’s annoyingly clingy but in a way that makes your heart hurt. Always leaning on you, draped over your shoulders, poking your face.

-he demands attention 24/7 , but will DENY it

-Calls you things like “mine,” “sweetheart,” or “my lucky clover.”

-He has no shame being affectionate in public. Especially if it annoys others.

-Whenever you get mad, he just smirks and says, “Aww. You’re cute when you threaten me.”

-He actually gets jealous extremely easily, but hides it behind snide sarcasm.

-unless it gets serious

-If someone flirts with you, he wraps an arm around your shoulders and says something like, “Excuse me , but.. they're MINE...”

-Loves hearing your laugh. Will do the dumbest things to make you smile.

-He keeps the things you saved to him in his room , like trinkets and stuff, One of them is engraved with your initials.

-Sometimes he just stares at you when you sleep. Not creepily. Just… like he can’t believe he got this lucky.

-He once whispered, “How am I even here with you?....”

I HOPE YOU ENJOY! I did a mix of normal Itrapped x FORSAKEN Itrapped, I love Itrapped HEHE

[robloxgamerfan135]

Meet..ME!!!

(my apologies if its sucks ass)

ABOUT ME:

I am 24 years old and i was born in 8 june in 2000(idc if you dont believe dawg cuz dude idgf). I live in italy and thats why my english sucks. My family is Philippine/tagalog and idk how to speak nor understand it.I am a muilti-fandom hello!!

Blocktales

Phighting

Forsaken

TRUD (idk what happened to the community but i heard its now toxic so idk if i should still be in there.

OOR (outlaws of roblaxia)

Pressure

Mouthwash

Regretevator

GASA4AM (get a snack at 4 am)

I don't usually do anything here but just being lazy soo uh my apologies if i wont post anything since im not good at writing and not having motivations and such...but ill try my best! I'm doing thes for fun so ig thats why i wont post a lot. Im not good with English NOR making idk stories/headcanons/oneshots so my apologies if it sucks.

DNI:prosh1p,racist,toxic/problamatic people, p3d0 and other bad stuff im going to DNI.

WHAT I CAN DO:

SFW

fluff

Headcanons

Angst

Charcter x charcter

Charcter x reader

Love triangle/poly since ik its like multiple people loving ya(IF necessary)

Yandere crap

WHAT I WONT DO:

NSFW (for obvious reasons.)

Prosh1p

Shipping family(what is wrong with you.)

P3d0,z00ph1l3 etc.

Problamatic things.

And other things i wont.

MAYBE i would do:

Charcter x oc

Charcter x oc x charcter

CHARACTERS I WOULD DO:

Blocktales:

Player

Noobador

Griefer

Mayor thaniyel

Cruel king

(fake/hatred) builderman

REGRETEVATOR:

Poob

Pest

Mach

Wallter

Mark

Folly

Null

DRRetro

Infected

Lampert

Bive

Split

Melanie

Pilby

Spud

GASA4AM

Cashier

Player

Dummy

PHIGHTING:

Sword

Katana

Skateboard

Banhammer

Rocket

Slingshot

Shuriken

Hyperlaser

Scythe

Medkit

Vinestaff

Boombox

Subspace

NPC'S

zuka

Ghostdeeri

The broker

Traffic

Lord pwnatious

Paint bucket

Rainbeau

Valk

Dom

DEITIES:

Firebrand

Ghostwalker

Windforce

Illumina

Darkheat

Venomshank

FORSAKEN:

SURVIVERS:

Guest1337

Chance

Elliot

Taph

Dusekkar

007n7

Noob

Sheldersky

Builderman

Twotime

KILLERS:

Noli

1x1x1x1

John doe

Guest 666 PLATONIC.(?)

Azure

Doombringer

Itrapped

PRESSURE:

pAInter

Sebastian

(idk what else)

STRICTLY PLATONIC CHARACTERS FOR OBVIOUS REASONS:

Coolkidd (from forsaken)

Blue and red (from blocktales)

Icedagger(from phighting)

bye bye~♪!