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brokenfuturerpg · 9 months

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Hola personitas. Venimos con un aporte que nos ha costado un tiempito reunir. Es posible que algunos PB tengan 1 añito más de lo que pone, porque igual cumplieron recién. Esperamos les guste ^^

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creepywrites · 8 months

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Real names

Jeff the Killer- Jeffrey woods

Liu- Louis Woods

Ben- Ben Lawman

Sally Dawn- Sally Dawn (formerly Williams)

Sam Williams- Sam Williams

Milo the Electrocuted- Milo Moretti

Lulu- Lucille Greatfield

Clockwork- Natalie Rogers (formerly Quellette)

Zero- Zero (formerly Alice Jackson)

Jane the killer- Jane Vaughn Richardson (formerly Richardson)

Mary Vaughn- Mary Vaughn

Jane Everlasting- Jane Arkensaw

Vailly Evans- Vailly Evans

Nathan the nobody- Nathan Lux

Eyeless Jack- Jack Nyras

Kate the chaser- Kate Hayes

Rouge- Heather Marshall

Wilson the basher- Wilson Marshall (formerly Warren)

X-virus- Cody Rogers (formerly David)

Lazari- Lazari Swann

Stripes- Eloise Swann (formerly Bellarose)

Kaidy- Kaidy Zalgo

Senora Zalleen- Senora Zalleen s.

Nina the killer- Nina Hopkins

Puppeteer- Puppeteer (formerly Johnathan Blake)

Zachary- Zachary Gibson

Emra- Aldrige

Bloody painter- Helen Otis

Suicide Sadie- Sadie nanook (formerly Bennett)

Roadwalker- Zayner Nanook

Judge angel- Dina Angela-Otis (formerly Clark)

Nurse Ann- Ann Mia

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Sully- Sullivan Harrison

Keith- Keith Davis

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Svetlana- Svetlana Aristov

Vicky genocidal- Victoria Ross

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Hung iris- Iris Illman

Oggy- Oggy Jones (formerly Oggy)

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Killing Kate- Katherine Knight

Lost Silver- Lost Silver (Hibiki)

Cata the Killer- Cata Blackwood

Rotten Abigail- Abigail Walker

The Hare- Lin Wang

The Doll- Andrea Stevens

Raven- Manon Plume

Anna Schurks- Anna Schurk

Weeping forest- Jenifer Rhynes

Nightmare Ally- Adeline Abendroth

Red Death- Sifreid Gadriel

Gas mask maid- Marion Gadriel

Tim- Timothy Wright

Jessica- Jessica Locke

Taylor- Taylor Lockecr

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daughter-of-melpomene · 2 months

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𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐢𝐠𝐡 𝐟𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐚𝐬𝐭.

another fancast! this one is largely inspired by @ginevrastilinski-ocs and @manyfandomocs and how they inspired me to make some ocs of my own for this, but again, this is a made up of a combination of my own personal ideas and ones i’ve seen others have. and everyone is free to use any and all of these for themselves if they want!

natalie alyn lind — apple white, daughter of snow white.

olivia rodrigo — raven queen, daughter of the evil queen.

paulina singer — briar beauty, daughter of sleeping beauty.

aimee lou wood — madeline “maddie” hatter, daughter of the mad hatter.

abigail cowen — ashlynn ella, daughter of cinderella.

booboo stewart — hunter huntsman, son of the huntsman.

jedidiah goodacre — daring charming, son of prince charming.

milo manheim — dexter charming, son of prince charming.

dove cameron — darling charming, daughter of prince charming.

chase sui wonders — cerise hood, daughter of red riding hood.

whitney peak — cedar wood, daughter of pinocchio.

sydney sweeney — blondie locks, daughter of goldilocks.

chelsea clark — kitty cheshire, daughter of the cheshire cat.

hunter schafer — c.a. cupid, daughter of eros.

adeline rudolph — lizzie hearts, daughter of the queen of hearts.

cameron monaghan — sparrow hood, son of robin hood.

maude apatow — duchess swan, daughter of the swan princess.

isabela merced — rosabella beauty, daughter of beauty and the beast.

dylan o’brien — hopper croakington the second, son of the frog prince.

amandla stenberg — ginger breadhouse, daughter of the gingerbread witch.

zoey deutch — holly o’hair, daughter of rapunzel.

haley lu richardson — poppy o’hair, daughter of rapunzel.

ester expósito — faybelle thorn, daughter of the dark fairy.

amanda arcuri — farrah goodfairy, daughter of the fairy godmother.

lola tung — meeshell mermaid, daughter of the little mermaid.

owen patrick joyner — alistair wonderland, son of alice.

emma myers — bunny blanc, daughter of the white rabbit.

sophia anne caruso — courtley jester, daughter of the joker card.

also gonna tag @dancingsunflowers-ocs!!

#randomness #fancasts #ever after high fancast

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gxbbyhoneybadger · 1 year

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Richer than Gold

Pairing: !HH!Arthur Morgan x !F!Reader

Summary: Dutch has done it again, finding the jackpot for more money. He tells his gang about a rich man who spoils and loves his only child, hatching the perfect plan to kidnap the child for ransom. He sent his best men out to catch the victim, but what they got in return was something Arthur did not expect to meet, or better yet, fall for. But no one knew yet, just how dark the truth was behind the perfect dollhouse.

Warnings: adult language, guns, angst, tension, over-controlling parents, deception, abuse if you squint, forced arranged marriage, mutual pining, flirting.

This was just a drabble I thought of after I watched one of my favorite Pixar movies (Brave), I also added a twist to it, this was a winner at the polls!

The picture was edited by me.

Part 2, Part 3

Minors DNI 🔞 18 below the cut

Dutch had called everyone over, Tilly, Susan, Bill, Sean, Micah, Javier, Charles, John, Sadie, Mary-Beth, Molly, Lenny, Karen, Abigail, and the rest. Arthur approached after getting off his horse and listened to what Dutch was saying. "I've got a plan, this'll be our biggest and greatest heist there'll ever be!" Dutch said with a sly grin, "Just over in Saint Denis, a man named Richardson Jones, has just paid a visit to one of his many homes. And what's better than that! He has decided to bring along his greatest possession."

"Money?" Karen suggested. "Nope, his own youth." Dutch said. "A kid?" Bill chuckled. "Now, I know it sounds rather odd, but trust me when I tell you this. His child is his only weak spot, he'd do anything for his young'un to be happy! Spoiled to no end! We get our hands on his child and take it, he'll give us whatever we want! And trust me, Richardson is Richer than Gold itself." Dutch said.

"You want us to kidnap a child for ransom?" John questioned. "You won't even have to force the kid to follow, just use some damn candy." Micah snickered. John rolled his eyes as Jack wandered up to his mom's legs. "Arthur, John, Bill, Javier, Charles, Hosea, and I will leave to find Richardson's heir and bring it here for a day or two, afterwards, we get the money and book it to Tahiti!" Dutch said.

"But a child, Dutch?" Arthur finally said. "Yes, Arthur, a kid. It ain't going to be so terrible, we're not gonna hurt 'em." Hosea rubbed the back of his head as he listened, "It'll be a quick babysitting gig before we return the child, right, Dutch?" Charles questioned. "Yes, my boy." Dutch confirmed.

"He should be arriving pretty soon, we needa go and find out what our target'll look like. C'mon!" Micah yelled as he ran to his horse.

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John, Arthur, Charles, and Javier, were set on catching the child as Dutch, Hosea, and Bill were gonna distract Richardson and his friends. "So he's the one richer than gold?" Javier asked as he looked through the binoculars at a handsome wealthy dressed man with a trimmed beard and silver eyes. The four men were hiding near the building which was close to the docks where the ship had been stationary for a while.

"Guess so." Charles said before looking himself. "You got candy, right?" John whispered to Arthur. "I got the damn candy, now I owe Jack." Arthur muttered. "Look! Look! Someone's coming out!" Javier warned the men. Richardson was speaking to a well dressed Dutch and Hosea.

"Gentleman, please meet my beautiful daughter, Y/n Jones L/n, she has her mother's last name." Richardson introduced as he raised his arm to point to a beautiful lady walking down the plank set on the dock. She had to be in her youthful years, beautiful jewelry, gorgeous dress, her hair done up in a stunning braid.

"Oh shit." Bill muttered, "I don't think he has a child, that has to be his wife."

"Hello, Gentlemen. It's an honor to meet my father's dearest companions." She smiled while bowing her head out of respect. Arthur held his face with on hand as he tried to contemplate a different way to get the girl. "Dammit, what are we gonna do now?" Javier asked. "Y'all keep an eye on her, I'll run to Dutch and Hosea, see what they think and I'll come back to you. Follow her." Bill said before running off.

John and Javier made their way towards an alley in the town while Arthur made his way closer to the docks to listen in on any conversation. "Oh. . . My." Hosea muttered when he and Dutch saw the young girl. "Mr. Matthews." Y/n smiled as she shook his hand, "Pleasure to meet you."

Arthur shook his head as he started to watch the girl, making sure she didn't take off. "Y/N!" A woman screamed as she ran towards her with excitement, holding her dress so she didn't fall and into Y/n's open embrace. "It's been so long!" The woman with red hair said.

"It has indeed, Kimberly! My goodness, look at you!" Y/n gasped as Kimberly spun around to show off her new purple dress. "It's beautiful, ain't it? Just got it yesterday from my daddy!", "Kimberly, my girl, you've grown up!" Richardson greeted as he hugged her. "I have, indeed, Mr!"

The two girls walked towards a small shop and sat down by a table, Arthur had quietly and discreetly made his way towards the corner and hid behind it to listen to the girls. "So! How old are ya, now?" Kimberly asked Y/n. "Can't you guess?", "Twenty-one!", "Nuh uh!", "Twenty-two?", "No.", "I don't know!"

Y/n let out a sigh and shook her head, "I'm twenty-four, Kim. It's only been five years since we last saw each other!" Y/n giggled, "It's strange to be here again, I forgot if it was nice here in Saint Denis?"

"Oh, absolutely! Except for the random robberies and such." Kimberly sighed. ". . . Robberies?" Y/n muttered with am inquisitive tone. Arthur rolled his eyes, already knowing what was going to come. The spoiled daddy's girl was about to complain and whine about the dirty old outlaws who take what they want.

"Where they really outlaws?!" Y/n gasped. Kimberly scoffed and crossed her arms, "I forgot you're a total freak when outlaws come up in a conversation. You don't even act like a lady!" Y/n laughed and pulled off her white gloves, "You know I hate wearing these dumb dresses, wearing this annoyin' heels, having my hair done in this tight and uncomfortable way! I despise it, Kimberly!" She whined.

That's a new one. Thought Arthur as he listened, Kimberly giggled and held Y/n's hands. "Thinking about sneakin' out tonight with me?" Kimberly asked. Y/n gasped and shook her head, "My daddy'll kill me!" Kimberly snickered and slapped Y/n's hand. "Ow-!", "Like you cared if he did. All you gotta do is cry and say that it was a mistake, then he'll just let you go as always. C'mon, I know you wanna. Maybe finally you'll find a man."

Y/n groaned and stood, "C'mon, my daddy already told me where our manor is. Let's go and have some fun before I roll my eyes outta my own skull." Arthur watched where they went and followed along. Soon, he and the two other men found Y/n at the large manor. This time she was wearing an entirely different attire.

She wore jeans with a button up red shirt, a cowgirl hat with some boots and a belt, her hair was down and hung beautifully down her back, and she was riding a large Shire Horse. All black with white cuffs around it's hooves and shins, it's mane was a beautiful raven color that shined off the sun. Y/n looked so small compared to the beast she was on top of. "Oh my goodness! Y/n's he's a big monster!" Kimberly gasped, still wearing her blue dress.

"He ain't no monster. He's big but really he's a big soft boy, ain't you Buckley!" Y/n cooed as she brushed Buckley's mane, his tail swished as he huffed out a thank you. "He likes it when you compliment him! Ugh! I've been waiting to get somewhere big and open for him to run in!" Y/n laughed.

"That a horse or a giant?" Javier asked with wide eyes. "My momma got 'em for me when I was just nine years old! Big boy here was still just a colt!" Y/n smiled as she clicked her tongue, Buckley's ears twitched before he started to walk forward slowly, each step he took, Y/n slightly bounced. "He's beautiful, ain't he?" She asked her friend. "A-Absolutely!", "Mother knows best! I've always wanted a horse and she got me the biggest one, daddy always said I'd never be able to handle one, but look at me now. She'd be proud. . ." Her smile faded as she held onto Buckley's reins.

"What's wrong, Y/n?" Kimberly asked. Y/n covered her eyes with one hand as she started to tear up. "Y/n!", "No, no. . . It's just my mother. . . I miss her. . . Ever since my uncle and my mother's death, daddy has been so different. . . He seems more cold to me, not in front of guests like you of course, but. . . With me, it's like he doesn't care. He sends me to all these classes, fencing, Spanish, French, Dutch, Italian and more but. . . He's never there for me, y'know. He doesn't like it when I take Buckley out, or even wear clothes like this. . . My mother always supported me, and so did Daddy, until she. . ." Y/n let out a stuttering sigh as she relaxed.

"Buckley and my bow are the only things my mother left me before she was taken away. . ." She whispered.

". . . Wait here." Kimberly said before running into the manor and coming out ten minutes later, dressed in a skirt and a shirt before jumping onto her own horse, a brown Thoroughbred with a black mane. "Kimberly!" Y/n said with a small smile. "I wanna see those talents put to work, here!" She said before tossing Y/n her signature bow and a quiver of arrows. She attached the quiver to her saddle and held onto her bow, "You really wanna see?" Y/n giggled while cleaning her tears.

"Course I do, I may be a Lady. But I always wanna see a good time." Kimberly smiled.

The girls laughed before their horses took off running down the large land of grass and towards the trees. "Keep an eye on them both." Javier warned the two before sneaking off to spy on any incoming guests. Arthur and John both found their horses and began to trail after the girls.

That was when the men saw the hidden talent that Y/n was hiding. Buckley ran and jumped over a fallen tree—Y/n had her bowstring pulled back before she released an arrow straight into an apple hanging from a tree. Buckley landed and kept running as Y/n reloaded another shot, she whistled and a flock of birds flew from the trees before she shot two with one arrow.

Buckley was quicker than the men's horses as he continued to pick up his speed. Kimberly was smiling at Y/n's joy as she leapt through the air with Buckley. Her hair flowed as she rode on through the woods, "Throw something!" Y/n shouted to Kimberly. Kim grabbed her old hat and threw it in the air, no longer than two seconds had passed before it was nailed straight into a tree by a sudden arrow.

"You're amazing at this Y/n!" Kimberly laughed. "Thank my momma!" Y/n smiled.

The men remained hidden til the girls rode him. They stayed hiding when a carriage came, carrying Richardson, another man and a woman, Dutch, Hosea, and even Bill who looked more cleaned up. "Gentlemen, let me bring you into our lovely home for a drink!" Y/n and Kimberly saw their parents exit the carriages.

"Oh no." Kimberly muttered before looking at Y/n, "Your dad doesn't like you wearing those clothes, don't he?" Kimberly whispered. ". . . No, no, he doesn't." Y/n hopped off Buckley and tapped his rear, "Go to the barn, boy. Put this back where you found it please, Kim?", "Okay. . ." She whispered.

She approached her father and looked at the men who finally saw her without the beautiful jewelry or the dazzling feminity she once carried in the morning. When Richard laid his eyes on his daughter, he practically gasped. "What do you think you're wearing?" He questioned her. "Daddy, don't get mad. It's just clothing-", "Excuse us, gentlemen, Antonio, please escort these men to the manor. Apparently, I must have a talk with my daughter about mannerisms and proper attire for a young lady." Richardson held her back before leading her to the side of the manor.

Arthur watched and listened nearby as Richard sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose. "What did I say to you the moment we got on that ship?" Richardson asked her. "Daddy, I-", "Don't you "daddy" me, young lady! You are not to be wearing such demeaning outfits such as this! You look like a street rat or worse, one of them outlaws! I send you to the best of schools, just like you need, I get you your own personal trainer in fencing, a degree, money, everything a woman would want!" He said.

"B-But daddy, I don't want-", "Enough!"

"I am not going to kid around with this. Get those clothes off and put on a proper dress. You look ridiculous. I shouldn't have let you keep that damn horse, he's the reason why you're acting up like this." He snarled to her, she grew tears as she looked down at the ground in shame. Arthur felt sorry for the girl, her fists were clenched as she steadied her breathing.

"I ain't a little girl no more, daddy." She whispered. "What?" Richard scoffed. "You can't control me and tell me what I want or need anymore." Richardson laughed and brushed his hair back. "You ain't gonna leave any time soon. I'm selling Buckley-"

"Daddy!"

"I don't want that damn horse around anymore. Your witch of a mother bought that thing in spite of me." He growled. "Buckley didn't do nothing to deserve this! Mother got him for me as a gift-!" Arthur's eyes grew big when Richard slapped her. His hand slowly snaking down towards his holster as he glared at the rich man

"I am your damn father. If I say I'm going to sell a damn horse, I'm selling it. I'll buy you a pony instead, now, you are going to walk up those steps, change out of your clothes and into a proper outfit. Mr. Jameson is coming over later with his son, Damon, who'll be your fiancee."

Y/n looked straight at her father with wide eyes while she held the side of her face from the pain. "Daddy-", "He has asked for your hand in marriage, and I had agreed. It's about time I find you a husband, we'll receive more money and land afterwards. Don't worry, Damon will treat you well."

Y/n shook her head as she started to back away from her father. "Get up those steps, right now. I'm right behind you." He growled, ". . . You know what." He grabbed her arm and started to pull her into the manor, she didn't fight back but obeyed his directions.

He made her go up the steps and had the maids help her get dressed. She wore a dark teal cotton dress, with white tights then a tight corset underneath it, her hair was braided back into a French braid. She was then sent downstairs, and stood by her father who was laughing with Dutch and Hosea.

"Yes, yes, exactly!" Hosea chuckled, "Your daughter looks lovely, you must adore her." Richardson laughed and covered his mouth. "She's too much to handle, that's why I'm going to marry her off." Hosea was taken by surprise as he looked to Dutch who arched his brow. Y/n simply looked away before breaking out into a run, getting away from the room.

"Y/n!" Richardson shouted.

"Y/n?" Kimberly said when she ran past her. Y/n didn't stop when she ran through the door and towards the barn, unlocking the stall, quickly slipping on the reins, snatching her quiver and bow, before jumping onto Buckley's wide body. She kicked her feet and he took off running. Richardson made it outside only for Buckley to brush past him with such speed—the wind knocked him backwards onto his back. "Y/n!!" He shouted.

Y/n didn't listen, she kept running. Tears falling from her face as she started to cry, holding onto Buckley's mane as he charged forward. Unwilling to stop or rest, even being a horse, he understood her emotions better than any person could. He was indeed a special gift from her mother. He ran and continued to go wherever he intended to go, and he knew just the place.

But what they didn't know was that Arthur was chasing them close behind.

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When Dutch and Hosea ran out after Richard, Y/n had blown by them. Arthur came running with John and Dutch spoke: "Don't worry, Mr. Jones, I'll send my best men to go and fetch your daughter. Callaghan, go and get his daughter! Right now!"

Arthur tipped his head and called his horse before jumping on and chasing after the girl. One hand, after to catch her, and on the other, to comfort the poor thing. He listened to the heavy running from Buckley, he saw her soon enough as the horse zoomed through the trees and branches. For a giant beast, he sure was agile.

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Buckley whined when he approached stone pillars that were placed around in a large circle, grass was everywhere as the forest provided a large open space. Y/n opened her eyes and wiped her tears to see clearly. When she did, she saw the tall stones. "Buckley. . . You. . . You remember this place?" She muttered, slowly she got off her horse, sliding off her shoes and letting her feet touch the bare grass—entering the large circle. Looking at the stones.

She sniffled and stood in the grass, beside one of the pillars, a heavy puff of air was blown into her hair as Buckley slowly and gently knelt down on his knees before slumping against the pillar and lying down. Y/n knew that position he always made, she knelt and sat down. Leaning her back against his hefty shoulders before he rested his large head in her lap. Letting her brush his mane.

Her tears fell as she kissed his head, "He doesn't want me to have you. . ." She whispered with closed eyes, "I want to love him, Buckley, I really do. . . But he just makes things so much more difficult. . . First, he takes away my dreams to become an archer. Then my goal to become a seamstress, now the only two things my mother left me."

Buckley huffed and nudged his face closer into her chest, she hugged his neck and rested her head on his. Before hearing a crunch from afar, she stood and pulled out her bow. Aiming the arrow straight as Arthur who raised his hands.

"Hey now, easy there." He said while slowly walking towards her. Buckley stood and protectively walked up besides Y/n as he watched the strange man approaching. "I'm just here to bring you back home." He said. Y/n shook her head as she pulled the bowstring even tighter, "I'm not going back. . . Not without my horse." She muttered.

"I understand. What if we went somewhere, jus' for a day or two. You and me?" Arthur asked. "Why would I trust a stranger like yourself? You're just gonna be paid off by my father to drag me back!" She accused him, he kept his hands up and reached up for his hat before it was shot clean off his head and pinned into one of the stone pillars.

Arthur looked at her with shock as she instantly grabbed another arrow, "Don't move." She warned him. He simply nodded his head. "Want me to tell you somethin'?" He questioned, "I heard you chattin' with your friend, Kimberly her name? Said you was interested in outlaws robbin' Saint Denis. Lemme show you somethin'." Quicker than a blink of an eye, Arthur shot Y/n's quiver off her hip and placed his gun back in his holster.

She gasped and almost tripped as she jumped to the side. Still holding her bow as arrows spilled on the grass, she looked back at him and growled. "You owe me for that!" She hissed. "You come with me, and I'll pay you back. Buy a whole new case for yer." He offered.

"How do I know that you won't drag me back?" She questioned. "Lady, I'm not the type to force a woman to do what she doesn't want to do, but I am one to listen. And you can trust me when I tell you, I ain't takin' you back to your daddy." Arthur said.

Y/n was hesitant, but she glanced at Buckley who let out a soft huff from his large nostrils. She eased the tension on her bowstring and lowered her weapon, removing the arrow from the string as she let it drop onto the fallen pile of arrows. ". . . You swear?" She asked. "I swear, ma'am."

Y/n rolled her shoulder before strapping her bow into her chest then grabbing the quiver which now had a broken strap. ". . . Where to?" She muttered. "I know a place. Just, take your time getting on that horse." Arthur backed away and let her have alone time with Buckley.

Out of sight for a moment, he walked towards the tree and spotted Javier and John walking towards him. He stopped them before telling them his plan, saying to tell Dutch where he was going to be. "Yer goin' to Horseshoe Overlook?" John muttered. "Hosea said it was a good place to lie low, I'll be there with the girl. Holding her there for 'bout a day or two before I come back-", "About that, Arthur. . ." Javier cut in, "Dutch said we might need to keep her for a week instead."

"What?" Arthur mumbled. "Dutch said that he and Hosea could possibly raise the price to whoever finds her, from money to solid gold bars!" Javier whispered. "Where'd you go, Mr?" Y/n asked. John and Javier both ran off quickly as Arthur turned around, "Just about to grab my horse." He said. Y/n arched her brow and looked at his horse.

". . . She's beautiful." She muttered, Buckley following right behind her. "Thank you." Arthur said as he walked to his ride, he grabbed his hat first before setting it on his head. "Ma'am." He added before jumping into the saddle. Y/n climbed onto Buckley bareback and looked at Arthur. "I never got your name." She said.

"Arthur Callaghan." He replied, "Now, Y/n, follow me."

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"Little brat just ups and decides to run off!" Richardson cursed, Dutch approached him and held his shoulder. "Callaghan is an amazing hunter, although he ain't exactly cheap for his type of service. He expects payment from me, which I can only get from someone else paying me." Dutch sighed.

Richardson groaned as he looked back at Hosea, "How much are you asking for?" Dutch just smirked.

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Y/n rode close beside Arthur, he gave her a small cloak for her to wear and cover her head just in case it started to rain. "May I ask why you ran off so suddenly?" Arthur questioned. ". . . My father was plannin' on marrying me off to some random man I've never met. Selling my horse, and who knows what else." She said, "I wanted an out. . . So I left. I didn't expect this to happen."

Arthur shook his head and looked at Buckley, "What's his name?", "Buckley. . . Sometimes I call him Buck for short." Y/n answered. Buckley bowed his head and kept walking, "I taught him that trick." Y/n smirked.

Arthur chuckled at the small gesture. "C'mon, we needa speed up and get there before dark."

~Y/n pov~

The breeze was gentle, and the crickets chirping from the distance was calming to hear. I set Buckley by a tree and let him eat the grass, I looked over my shoulder and saw Arthur Callaghan fixing up a tent. I don't know where he got it from, but it's something. I've never slept in a tent before, or a cot.

I'm used to a large king sized bed, multiple blankets. Now it was just a small cot, a blanket, and probably campfire, one side of me was excited that I was camping, but another was terrified that I left my home with a stranger and I'm also staying with him. "So what's your plan?" I said. "What plan?" Arthur replied.

"When my father sends his men after me? He's going to send the entire town to find me.", "Trust me, ma'am, I don't plan on bein' caught." His southern drawl sounded rough but also sexy at the same time. I turned away from Buckley and slowly stepped closer as he tied something up, "You've done this before, I see?"

"Plenty of times, ma'am. Sometimes I travel with a group." He said. "Is it always this quiet?" I asked. "Rarely if I'm with a group." I sat on a log and sighed when my dress snagged on a twig, "Dammit." I scowled as I tugged it off. "You alright, there, Ma'am?"

"I'm okay, it's just, excuse my language but, it's my damn dress. It gets stuck on everything!" I sighed. I was looking at the sky when I heard Arthur approaching me, I turned my head and finally saw just how handsome he looked up close. "Do ya wanna buy somethin' else to wear?" He asked me. "I. . . Um, if you don't mind. I don't really care." I stuttered before looking away.

Were men's eyes always that blue? They look like pools of the ocean! "I can stop by a shop." He knelt down and started to stack a few sticks together for a fire later tonight, "I just needa know yer size and I'll be back, y'know, so people won't catch you sneakin' around." I just nodded my head while clenching my dress, I felt something tingling in my stomach but I didn't know what it was.

"Y-Yes, that'll be wonderful, Mr. Callaghan." I muttered, "I'd very much appreciate it." He set a small fire and wrote down my size for shirts and pants. "Thank you, really, Mr. Callaghan."

"No problem, ma'am. All you need to do is stay here. I'll be back." He said, he left soon after and I looked back at Buckley. "You like it here buddy?" I asked him. He flapped his ears and continued to graze the grass as he slowly found his way towards me.

The sun was close to setting, I could see the darkness coming as the crickets started to grow louder. It was beautiful outside, I stood and walked towards the cot and saw the lamps inside the tent. He has done this many times.

It was odd being outside after dark like this. I was used to a curfew; I reached up and undid my hair and let it down, undoing the braids completely as I sighed with relief. The tension was undone. I believe thirty minutes or so had passed before Arthur came back, I looked and saw that he carried a few boxes and set them on a table he left behind. "I don't have much of a fashion sense but. . ." I approached the boxes and lifted the tops off each one, seeing a different outfit in each of them.

Red flannel with jeans, another set with a blue shirt and a beautiful belt, another with a black shirt and two different hats, each one had a spare white shirt to wear underneath, different set of undergarments. "I didn't know which one you'd like, so I bought the best three they had-", "Thank you so much, Mr. Callaghan!" I smiled while hugging him. Never has a man or even a boy bought me clothing that I always wanted to wear and feel comfortable in. "You don't needa thank me, ma'am. Oh, and here. . . Thought you might needa few pairs." He grabbed one more box and placed it in my hands.

When I opened it, I felt my eyes shimmer with joy as I overlooked a beautiful pair of boots. ". . . Arthur. . ." I mumbled as I let my finger trace over the delicate pattern of golden roses that blended beautifully with the rich tan and black color. "I sorta measured your shoe size when I was fixin' the fire." My smile was bigger than ever before when I grabbed the clothing. "Thank you!" I said again before running into the tent with two boxes.

~3rd pov~

Arthur didn't know how to react when she hugged him, or even thanked him for simply buying a few outfits. Never had he had a woman almost tear up over some clothes, even though he had Sadie and Tilly help him with the clothing choices at the shop. He brushed his hair and slipped his hat back on, he kept thinking how he was going to keep a woman inside a camp for an entire week without scaring her off.

He tended to the fire and walked to his horse which carried two hares that he had hunted down on his way back. "You won't last long." He muttered. "Mr. Callaghan?" Y/n said. "Yes?", "Can you help me with something?"

Arthur approached the tent and stood by the flaps, "Anything, ma'am." He replied. Y/n exited the tent and was only wearing her corset with her undergarments covering her legs. "Do you mind undoing this corset for me? I can't reach it, those maids tied it up in a way I couldn't undo it without someone's help." She awkwardly said.

"Oh. . . Of course, here. Turn around." He said, when she did, he felt a small smile tug at the corner of his lips. Her bashful face and her sweet voice made him smile. He pulled the strings loose and undid the different knots and ties before it came undone. "There you go.", "Thank you." She said before entering the tent once more.

"Was your daddy always this. . . Demanding?" Arthur asked her. "Uhm, no actually. When I was nine he wasn't like this at all. He liked it when I wore jeans and boots, supported me about my talents with my bow, but. . . Then his twin brother, or my uncle, and my mother were killed. That's when he changed. Ever since, he's never wanted me to shoot another arrow, dress the same, or even ride Buckley anymore." Y/n answered.

"Wait, how do you know that he was demanding? I never told you all of that." Arthur chuckled and let his thumbs hook onto his belt, "I sorta overheard your conversation by the side of your mansion, I heard him hit you. I was tempted to shoot him right there and then." He confessed.

Y/n was silent, Arthur thought he made her uncomfortable but inside of the tent. She was grinning as she slid the belt into the loops of her jeans. "Well, I appreciate the thought, Mr. Callaghan. Your wife must be lucky to have found such a good man like yourself." She complimented him.

"Nah, I ain't married. I was, but it didn't work out." He said. "Oh, I'm sorry.", "It's alright."

Y/n slid on her boots and sighed when she stretched her arms, she opened the flaps of the tent and walked out. "What do you think?" She asked. Arthur could feel his heart leap out of his chest when he saw her dressed. The jeans brought out her hips, the shirt fitted around her waist and chest so well. The hat on her head and her boots tied it all together along with two regular braids hanging off both her shoulders as she leaned on her leg and crossed her arms.

"Beautiful. . ."

"What was that?" Y/n smiled as she looked at Arthur's dumbfounded expression. "I. . . You look good." He said. Bringing a brighter smile to her lips as she spun around in her new attire, "This feels amazing! It's all brand new! I love these boots, the hat, everything!" She said.

"What do you think we can do tomorrow?" She asked him while looking at the sky. "Whatever you wanna do." He answered. Y/n giggled and took in a deep breath, "I think I like it here." She sighed, "Let's go hunting tomorrow! We can find a deer—oh! Or a bear!"

"A bear?" Arthur said. "I've always wanted to hunt a bear. Especially Mor'du." She muttered. "Who the hell is Mor'du?" Arthur questioned. "You never heard the legend of Mor'du?"

Arthur shook his head and Y/n grinned, "I'll tell you if you take me hunting." She said. Arthur hung his head and sighed, "Sure, we can go hunting tomorrow." He replied

"Yes!" She smiled before hugging him again, "This is going to be the best few days of my life!"

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Part 2 coming soon!

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Blood Runs Hot

For anyone familiar with my previous posts related to big hero 6, I have a 1shots book in progress on another account (link and or account name provided to those who ask). So if you want, here’s some angst.

Before anyone reads this chapter, I understand that I’m like really late to the game or whatever. And by that, I mean that I understand that Big Hero 6 as well as its characters belong to Disney and Marvel respectively. And the fact that it came out in 2014.

However, as of recently. I’ve become obsessed. To the point of watching the film at least once a week, typically every other day if I can, quoting specific moments a little too perfectly, and having the ability to notice things nobody else would make connections to without my outside knowledge. I’ve watched the movie loads. The Baymax series is a great 6 episode spin off. And the BH6 series is something I’m currently watching. Baymax dream shorts are funny, and I’ll soon get to the mini-series.

As for my stories, please be prepared for many levels of angst. Each Chapter, unless mentioned, will have no relations to the chapter or AU before it. Or the characters (canon character do not apply to the information) and will typically follow the canon plot line with minor details absent or changed. Some will have Tadashi alive, a discovery that takes place after the movie. And sometimes the movie just plays out as normal. As always, I fully recommend watching at the least the movie before diving into this book. But I hope you enjoy it regardless.

And as always, any characters continuously used, unless said otherwise, belong to marvel and Disney. Such as. Hiro Hamada, Tadashi, Baymax, Cass, Mochi, Fred, Wasabi, Honeylemon, Gogo, Judy, Krei, Yama, Callaghan, and Abigail. As well as characters from the series like, Granville, Obake, Karmi, Megan, Noodle Burger boy, Globby, Felony Carl, Momokase, Liv Amara and Diane/Di Amara, Minimax, Richardson Mole, Barron von Steamer, supersonic sue, and others.

-> Basically, any names you don’t recognize, probably belong to one of the many OCs I have planned for this book. I also like last names, so look out for that.

A few more things before I start the book. Most are 1shots, and few have multiple parts. As many as 6 possible parts and as few as 1. For the sake of 1shots. Each chapter will be properly titled, in a way that doesn’t say too much, summarized through a series of tabs, given an Angst rating of 1-10 as the book title suggests, and then the ending will contain room for a quote, an authors note, the word count; room for suggestions of later chapters, and a goodbye with a nickname that relates to this book specifically.

[ Blood Runs Hot: Big Hero 6, Angst, Angst shot, Hiro Hamada, Fredrick (Fred) Fredrickson, Fredmelion, Tadashi has past, Set slightly after movie Au, regrets, fire, adrenaline, loss, catching up with mentality, fears, anxiety, 6 out of 10, reminders, hiro realizes he’s not a fan of fire, regrets Fred’s costume, weirdly wise words]

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Hiro Hamada is an Idiot. Well, technically, he’s a genius. But for the moment, he’s feeling really stupid. Like big time. Air had become harder to breath since he realized. The fire…

And he started ignoring all his friends. His phone still pinged with unread messages. Buzzing from his desk as he simply laid in bed. A relapse. Of the depressive rut he had been thrown into when Tadashi died.

Well it was back full force.

Ever since the adrenaline wore off…

Hiro had realized something. Something fairly important. And now that his brain has fully registering what all of this means. That this was pretty much his fault. He couldn’t take it. Couldn’t face his friends.

God damnit! He really let himself get this far. This far. Blindly. Without sight. Why had he gotten so angry? It was all back to the fire. Fire. All of it.

Honeylemon had left him multiple messages. Majority of them asking if he was okay or if he wanted to talk. “Hiro. We all love you Hiro. I’m not the only one who’s worried. Please talk to us about this. I’m sure we can solve whatever it is.” That one message spoke to him.

He wasn’t actually reading the messages. Never even opened the app. Just skimming the texts as the notifications appeared on the screen of his phone. Hiro sped his way through Gogo’s messages next. A surprising amount of concern showing through the few messages the girl sent. Phrases such as how worried honey is. How he doesn’t have to deal with it alone. How Callaghan was in jail. To stop beating himself up. And “Whatever it is kid, you’ve got us to talk to.”

That one caused him to tear up. Like it was clawing at his chest. His breathe came out in stutters. Hiro blinked past the water in his eyes, how it tickled his cheeks and wetted his eyelashes. How it bubbled up in his throat as a barely strangled sob. He went on to Wasabi’s messages. Kind ones. About spaces and time. Hugs and coping. Hiro laughed when Wasabi had said he could throw things through his laser induced plasma. “Maybe cutting things up inti thin little pieces will make you feel better. The apple was pretty cool” the man even went as far as to recommend a therapist, at least an online one he could message, to help him through this.

Hiro blinked and looked around his room. Empty. Silence aside from his crying. Cass was downstairs giving him his space. But he really just wanted a hug. Hiro glanced at his phone and then turned to watch as his hand almost uncontrollably fished around in his pocket. The decision ti do so, not within his memory. Tadashi’s chip. Green and gold. Tiny wires and circuit boards. And the little smile face with the stethoscope. Baymax.

Hiro wanted a hug. From Cass would be nice. Baymax would be awesome. But that marshmallow doctor robot wasn’t with Hiro to hug him and pat his head saying “There there”. But most of all, Hiro just wanted Tadashi. Not just to see him in dreams or night mares or memories. As an angel or a ghost. Even as some sort of weird hallucination. Hiro at this point doesn’t care how real any of it is. But he knows he doesn’t wanna wake up from it, and barely remember a thing.

Hiro blames himself. For Tadashi’s death. Maybes two weeks earlier, Tadashi had been trying to keep Hiro out of the bot fights. Hiro had gotten locked up in jail for a night and Cass had gotten him and Tadashi, poor Tadashi had been roped into Hiro’s mess, in the late hours of the evening. Cass had told them off and Tadashi had done his job as the older brother and gave him some wise words. Hiro had tried to go to another bot fight. His third that night. Tadashi had tried, to get a point into his little brother’s brain. Hiro wasn’t listening. And he fell for Tadashi’s trick. Hiro met new people, and he learned of his opportunities. But if he never did bot fighting. If he never made his product based off of megabot. If he never made those stupid microbots. A way for the villain to survive the fire. Tadashi went to save the bad guy. Like he always did. But he clearly never knew that Hiro was also among the villains. Clearly. Or Hiro would never would have added fire to the fight. Why did he have to get so angry?

Why hadn’t he thought to put up more fight with Fred? Hiro basically turned the blonde into an alien-dragon. A flame thrower. And Hiro’s blood felt like it was boiling. Self pity bubbling through hiss veins. As he sit in his bed, disgusted with himself, teeth clenched and hot tears running down his face. Hiro was sick of himself.

But he can’t be mad at Fred. He’d been selfish and angry. Blind. Crazy. So sure that somehow, taking down Callaghan would bring back Tadashi. Hiro had been running on an adrenaline high when he made the hero suits. Hiro had been made that Tadashi was gone. That his brother was trying to be the hero. Tadashi was a good guy. But for some reason in all of his selfish anger, Hiro never saw the red of the flames that caused Tadashi’s demise in the first place. Hiro blames himself. He never should have made Fred a superhero flamethrower. But Hiro was now scared of the flames.

Hiro can’t blame Fred. Or really himself at this point. Hiro has the rights to be upset. Maybe even upset with himself. But it won’t fix anything. Or change the past. letting his emotions bottle up and over flow worked so well last time. His blood ran hot. And then cold. Like his own body temperature was fighting with him. It sucked. He could cry. And scream. And sob. And nothing would happen anyways. Being upset wasn’t the answer. The fire didn’t really take Tadashi away. Hiro had just given up on the fact that he was still there. He knows there will always be living parts of Tadashi. Nothing would do much good. But Hiro could try to do better. So he went ahead and messaged Fred back.

“We have to talk”

It was a short and simple message. Hiro saw that Fred had read it. Fred would surely tell the others. That’s okay. He was ready. This would be his confession.

•••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• Quote: What Fire does not destroy, it hardens -Oscar Wild •••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• Authors note: Hey guys. As I said earlier, I understand that I was late when I decided “Hey, I wanna write BH6 FanFiction!” And as always it was made into an angst. I hope to post every Thursday, my time, and I hope you will enjoy these future chapters. As of now, I have over 100 summaries of chapters and ideas. This, in the beginning, was what I hoped to be a shorter book, maybe 60 chapters at most. But it’s easy to see this will likely end up with double. So I hope you can bare with me for as long as this book takes.

Many thanks. Feel free to leave suggestions here:

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