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1X1X1X1 X READER ART PRETTY PLEASEEEEEE

UR ART IS SO SO SCRUMPTIOUS

Hi, am I late to the party

1x1x1x1 x Reader

(Im aware I’m posting at a late hour..)

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- Somebody else in that body?

Azure x Reader

Note

-Reader is childhood friends with Two Time and Azure (not specified if you were in the cult with them)

-The readers gender isn't specified

-Does it look like I know how to proofread? (beware of errors)

So much for sticking together as a duo. Two Time ran off to aid Chance after his gun went off on him, leaving you to fend for yourself while you waited for them to return. Wandering the area alone was a hazard with a killer on the loose. Yet so far, you're safe.

Letting out a sigh, you continued your search for your partner and that gambler they went to help. Surely they were both alright and were still on the run. Right?

The more you walked, the more paranoid you got. You'd run into the occasional survivor yet no Two Time in sight. Better yet, where was the killer anyway? You don't think you even saw them since the round started.

Halting to a stop, you began to think the worst.

Has Two Time bit the dust for this round already? You scowled at the thought.

Oh well, it seems like you have to keep going on your own til the timer runs out. You'll meet up with Two Time later and scold them for leaving you later. You smiled at the thought of reprimanding your friend. Since childhood, Two Time was always doing something that earned them a stern talking to from you. Some old habits just never die out.

Gathering yourself together, you attempt to move, only to be yanked down by a vine like tendril. With a yelp, you tried to quickly pick yourself up off the ground. It was futile, though, that vine had a steady hold on your leg. Whipping your head around immediately to see the cause, you come eye to eye with the killer.

You froze.

“Azure...?”

“I'm glad to see you again, It's been some time, hasn't it.”

Your face paled at the sight of him. He's supposed to be dead. Why is he here…? No. This isn't the Azure you knew. That isn't him.

It just can't be.

“I knew I'd find you somewhere around here.” He said as he approached your still form.

Your eyes darted to what was in his hand. A basket…full of your favorite flowers.

A feeling of deja vu hit you. This has happened before. Many times, just not in these unfortunate circumstances. Back when everything was still fine, and he was alive, he would often bring you your favorite flowers. It was a kind gesture that he repeatedly did. If he wasn't spending time with Two Time, Azure would often drag you along to flower fields. He'd make it a habit of giving you random trivia facts about the flora. And above all, he was the reason you were so fond of your favorite flowers in the first place.

Snapping back into reality, you shook your head and tried to create some distance between you two. You can't have what you had back then. Not anymore.

Why can't Azure just stay in the past?

“These are for you. Don't tell me you have the heart to reject me now after all these years.” Azure held out the basket full of flora out to you. You tried to tug on the vine around your leg in another attempt to break free, but still, it was no use.

“Get away from me! I don't want them!” You spat out in fear. You did want to accept them, but not like this.

Not with him.

A flicker of sadness flashed in Azures purple eyes, and it made you feel bad. That feeling was short-lived as his face took on a different emotion, one of disdain.

You kept telling yourself this isn't the Azure you loved back then. You had to get away.

Kneeling down to your level, Azure placed down the basket full of flowers next to you before harshly pulling you forward towards him. You shrieked at the sudden movement but refused to make any extra moves as you valued your life.

Azure wrapped an arm around your waist and placed his other hand to cup your cheek. It was only now that you got a closer look at his face. As familiar as he looked, you still refused to believe it was actually him.

With your free hand, you grabbed his wrist and moved his hand away from your face.

“I said I don't want them.”

“And I said they're for you.” Azure said back matter of factly with venom laced in his words.

You struggled in his hold, but even if you did get out of his grasp, there was no escaping the tendrils that seemed to come out of his back.

Futile.

Finally coming to terms with that fact, you hung your head low and just sat there in his hold.

“Give up?” Azure chuckled as it seemed your weak attempts at running away have ceased.

You shakily exhaled and tried to zone out. The only thing in your mind is getting back to Two Time and pretending this whole encounter didn't happen. You wonder how they're faring right now. Certainly better than you, probably.

“Quit thinking about that pest! They're not here, and they won't be back for you. They're good for nothing and a waste of time!” Azure snapped at you as if he could read your previous thoughts.

…The real Azure wouldn't speak of Two Time this way.

You frowned at the sudden outburst. Time should almost be up, and you'll be back in the cabin with the other survivors soon.

Just hang in there for a bit longer.

You glanced at Azure before casting your line of sight to the forgotten basket of flowers next to you. Accepting them will only tie you down to a past you didn't want to be associated with anymore. Letting go is easier said than done, isn't it?

For a final moment, you tackled Azure and embraced him. You closed your eyes and felt a tear spill before everything went black.

Comfort only lasts for so long.

Authors note:

I have not written a thing since my days in the pressure fandom and dear God I forgot just how bad my english is when I write. I'm slowly but surely getting into everyones lore in forsaken, so there might be some mistakes every once in a while.

This one-shot is one out of my 3 Azure x reader drafts that I actually tried to complete without cringing and deleting AUGHHH.

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LOOK hear me out on something,,,,

Poly relationship with reader,pest,griefer and 1x,,,, HEAR ME OUT!!!!

Me when evil mean men with black and white color schemes and red eyes

₊˚⊹ ᰔ pest, griefer, 1x4 x reader headcanons ❤︎

EEEEK I WAS SO EXCITED TO WRITE THIS ONE BLAHHH 😛😛😛 biting and gnawing and ripping this ask 2 shreds with my TEETH. grrr BARK you get it anon. You get ittttt

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if you think this situation will be entirely functional in any way, you are so terribly mistaken !! when you put three unsociable, arrogant people in one room who all want the same person, what do you think is going to happen ?? before you agreed to a polyamorous relationship, they were all very sour towards each other pretty often

but you know what? fuck it ! things haven’t really changed all too much anyway. whenever pest and griefer fight, you can usually tell. their hair is all disheveled, clothes are scrunched, and they’re turned away from each other. 1x4 loves to stir the pot & provoke them; it’s their favorite kind of entertainment... as for your opinion on the matter? usually falls on deaf ears . sorryyy

though 1x4 does help when you’re clearly frustrated. it’s funny the first few times, but he’s the most mature of the three, so he knows when it’s time to stop . the last thing any of them want is for you to be stressed out, so 1x4 will literally grab pest and griefer by their collars and force them to apologize to each other and to you!!

they are all at least a tiny bit possessive, with 1x4 being the most and griefer the least. pest is up there, though they don’t like to show it outright. 1x4, however, has no issues tugging you away or shifting your attention from somebody else back to them ,, they really don’t care!

pest doesn’t wear his emotions on his sleeve & his overprotectiveness isn’t an exception. he knew he couldn’t just take you and keep you for his own, they weren’t that kind of person. so they show it by always having an arm slung around your shoulder or waist, bodies always touching in some subtle way when you’re together . griefer’s just as handsy, definitely even worse than pest. he has no problem showing you off, making it clear to everyone that you’re his. his hands roam all over you, wherever you’ll let them be. and when you’re with all three of them ?? good lord

you do get a lot of one-on-one time with each of them, with pest and 1x4 both occasionally needing some alone time. it does balance things out a little bit more. but at the end of the day, you all still fall asleep in the same bed, so what does it matter?

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hiiiii!!! is it okay if we get romantic 1x4 x killer reader hcs 😇😇 the reader is basically just like. always in at least a bit of pain due to their transformation and doesn't speak often or well due to it!!!!

*accidentally forgets to close door and you see me in my bedroom sniffing your writing as I grab it with my teeth and eat it like I have rabies but in a good way* JWJSGSHAHSSUAHZHZXHSHAHS

“WOAH HEY!” — Marcille from Dungeon Meshi.

MY WRITING!!

But yes, I shall, LMAO.

(Note: Characters may be ooc, since I do not know how the characters actually will work/be like!)

That being said, here is your request under the cut! ;

1x4 and their lovely killer partner.

I’m surprised that you mamaged to get into a loving, and somehow happy relationship with this green genderfluid glowstick…

The first time you and 1x4 saw each other was when you were a survivor, and kind of… Snapped in the middle of their round as the killer.

You were obviously frustrated and angry at your fellow survivor teammates. Trying your very best to keep them alive. But. They. Don’t. LEARN.

So imagine this glowstick’s shock when she sees your transformation from survivor… To that of a killer.

He just, stands still where he is, watching as you wreck havoc and chaos on your previous teammates.

After your… Carnage…? You’re just a sobbing, confused, angry mess, whilst being in an awful lot of pain. (You’re on your knees just staring at your now clawed hands, filled with blood.)

They watch for a while, before they cautiously approaches you, and just stand by you. The only thing you see is their legs in your peripheral vision.

Neither of you speak for the remainder of the round, but when it ends. You and 1x4 are both transported to the killer’s cabin.

Surprisingly, 1x4 holds a hand out for you to take. You of course, hesitate, because you are originally a survivor, but now… You’re not sure. But you grasp her hand either way, allowing her to pull you up to your feet.

They carefully guide you to their room, and let you sit down on their bed. (Not sure if killers really need to sleep, other than the kids…)

He inspects your new form, asking questions. But, when you don’t respond, and point to your throat, he understands that you have issues talking.

She helps you learn about your new form, and occasionally helps you out whenever the pain is overbearing for you.

1x4 being patient and loving… To you.

They hate seeing you in so much pain, they even asked the Spectre for some sort of pain relief items. (They got painkillers thrown straight at their face…)

She holds your clawed hands within theirs, and watches other killer’s rounds with you. Just to see you smile upon seeing the survivors struggling, and dying from the killer’s.

Whenever you get drowsy and fall asleep, he surprisingly lets you sleep in his bed. (If you need someone to be near you while you sleep, or need to hug/hold someone while you sleep then… He’s there.)

1x4 may have sudden bursts of rage, but they call down after a while, when you comb your claws through their hair, and hold them close.

You once picked her up, holding her close to you, and she surprisingly became drowsy and fell asleep in your arms. (That’s the only time you actually managed to mutter a small “I love you,” to her, but she was out like a light.)

There are rare occasions where you’ll be paired with 1x4 to kill the survivors. But that is mostly because 1x4 knows how much you are in pain, due to your transformation.

On one of those rounds, when Two Time backstabbed 1x4, causing him to be stunned, you actually went ballistic. Chasing Two Time with a growl, and full on… (Hell for Two Time to be exact.)

When you get back to 1x4, you actually mutter something again, but it was loud enough for them to hear. “I won’t let you… Get hurt on my watch…”

She malfunctioned at that. (SHE LOVED IT.)

You’re always seen near, or by 1x4. Whenever it’s a solo killer run, you’ll be in their room, watching them. And they’ll be in their round, watching you.

He’s utterly stupidly in love, it’s funny.

(I GENUINELY HAVE NO IDEA IF THIS IS ALRIGHT ENOUGH, ANON. 😞🫶 BUT TAKE THE FOOD YOU HUNGRY BEAST /HJ)