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also forgot to say happy pride month!! 🤍
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no you live in a society, i live in unrealistic idealised romantic daydreams about fictional characters
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uncharted 4, fancast
basically who i would want to play each character in a live action version (i know they’re making a live action version but in my opinion the casting sucks)
also i didn’t do one for sam cause honestly, i have been thinking about it for months and i have no idea who i would have play sam
jensen ackles as nathan drake
alexander breckenridge as elena fisher
brian cranston as victor sullivan
jake gyllenhaal as rafe adler
meagan good as nadine ross
#nathan drake#uncharted#uncharted 4#fancast#jensen ackles#brian cranston#jake gylenhall#elena fisher#rafe adler#nadine ross
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its missing him hours 🥲
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so i recently replayed uncharted 4 ( for the 3rd time ) and i’ve realised that sam is one of my comfort characters. and now i’m replaying uncharted 5, and i’ve gotten to the bit where sam comes into it and i’m so happy :)
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sorry i haven’t been posting, i’ve been struggling to balance school work and writing, plus looking after myself mentally.
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𝐈 𝐅𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐃
SUMMARY: you being to see a side to rafe, that made you slowly fall in love with him.
SONG RECOMMENDATION: i found by amber run
CHARACTERS: drake!reader x rafe adler.
WORD COUNT:
WARNINGS: mentions of parental issues/death, mentions of abusive father, swearing, mainly fluff.
A/N: in this, instead of nate and rafe fighting in the ship, the reader and nate managed to convince rafe to leave the treasure and go with them, allowing him to survive. this imagine is set after them leaving libertalia.
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It was six months after the whole Avery mess, your eldest brother was off on some job with Sully and your other older brother was back with his wife, officially retired now. As for you, you were somewhere you never thought you would be, sitting in a hotel room with Rafe Adler.
You and Rafe had been working a few jobs together, he had been hesitant to ask you, but he knew that you were the only one that could help him. Your brothers hated the idea of you working with Rafe, especially since you all tried to kill eachother, but you were a strong believer in second chances. Plus you liked all the fancy clothes Rafe would buy you for your covers.
Little did Nate and Sam know, you and Rafe often had to pretend to be married, as a cover for the fancy events you sometimes had to go to for the jobs. The two of you had definetly grew closer, physically and emotionally.
Your current job involved a rich con man, named Jonathan Waynes, who owned an artifact that Rafe had his eye on for years. After many failed attempts at trying to buy it off him, Rafe gave up and called you, wanting to now steal it from him.
You now sat in Rafe’s hotel room, you at the table and him on the bed, both eating the fancy hotel food he had called up. Never in a million years do you think you would ever been in this situation.
“So, how do you know Wayne’s?”
Rafe asked you, looking up from his food, a slight smirk on his face as he awaited the answer. The two of you had grown closer while working these jobs, and you started to see a side to Rafe you never had before. It was almost as if he had built this wall and was now slowly beginning to break it down.
“Oh, I, uh... I stole from him when I was younger.”
You smiled slightly as the man chuckled, secretly already knowing the answer.
“Really? How much?”
“$350. It was the most I’d ever been able to pickpocket form someone.”
You looked at Rafe, seeing that he was impressed.
“Not bad. If you don’t mind me asking, why?”
You hesitated slightly, not knowing whether or not opening up to someone like Rafe Adler was a good idea.
“After me and my brothers escaped the orphanage, we were pretty much on the run from the police. We ended up in some random town, no money or food, so we had to steal. We knew it was wrong, but we didn’t really have a choice.”
You kept your eyes down, staring at the food on your plate, not wanting to look at the man that sat opposite you.
After a few moments of silence, your eyes met Rafe’s, you struggled to read his face, but caught a glimpse of sympathy.
“I’m sorry you had to do that. It can’t of been nice.”
“Yeah, it wasn’t. That’s part of the reason why we got into treausre hunting, we were good at stealing and we needed the money. God, I would’ve given anything to live like you.”
He chuckled sadly.
“Yeah, well, it’s not all that nice.”
You watched as Rafe stood up, grabbing his and your plates and putting them on the tray they came on before sitting back on the edge of the bed. You hesitated slightly, before walking over and sitting next to him. He looked at you, smiling softly.
“How so?”
“I mean the money’s nice, I guess, not having to worry about anything. But you never did anything for yourself. Everything was handed to you on a silver platter, and I hated it. I wanted to do things for myself, earn things.”
“Is that why you became so obsessed with finding Averys treasure?”
“Yeah. I just wanted to be known for something I did, not my parents. I also wanted to prove to them that I was good enough. I wanted them to see that I didn’t need their money, or their business. They always did underestimate me, especially my father. Hell, I think he might of actually hated me.”
As Rafe spoke, he became more hesitant, almost as if he felt like he was saying to much. You could tell that he’d never opened up to anyone like this before and that he was uncomfortable with it.
“My dad was a dick too. I don’t remember him much, but from what my brothers have told me, he changed when my mom died. He got really depressed and started drinking, which only made him angrier and you did not want to be around my dad when he was angry. Eventually, he gave up and threw us in that God forsaken orphanage.”
He chuckled slightly at your final sentence, wondering how a Catholic orphanage could be described as God forsaken. Rafe would never have told you, but deep down he felt bad for you. He spent his life complaining about it, while you were out there stealing for food.
“A Catholic orphanage doesn’t sound so bad?”
“Oh, it was. You know, the nuns would starve us as punishment.”
“Well that’s not very holy of them.”
“No, it wasn’t.”
You sensed the playfulness behind Rafe’s words and laughed, the gloomy atmosphere being lifted, as he laughed along with you. Looking up at him, you suddenly realised how close the two of you were and honestly, you didn’t mind it.
“I never told anyone that before. The stuff about my parents.”
“Well, Adler, your secrets safe with me.”
He smiled down at you, moving his arm out of his lap and behind you, turning slightly so that he was now facing you. You lifted your legs up onto the bed, so that you were now sitting crossed legged, also facing Rafe.
You looked up at him, suddenly nervous under his gaze, as your eyes travelled slowly to his lips and back to his hazel eyes, his doing the same. The man moved his head down slowly, while you lifted yours, your lips touching. He rested a large hand on your waist, as yours snaked up to hold the side of your face. This kiss was slow, but passionate, something you had both been wanting for a while.
You hesitantly pulled away, not wanting the kiss to end but you were running out of breathe. You opened your eyes, letting them meet with Rafe’s, smiles planted on both your faces.
“I’ve been wanting to do that for a long time.” He muttered, just loud enough for you to hear.
“So have I. I really like you, Rafe. I’ll be honest, I never thought I would, but these past couple months, I’ve seen a different side to you. One that I really like.”
“I’m glad you feel the same.” He smirked before kissing you again, pulling you on top of him and leaning back on the bed.
“You know my brothers are gonna kill you.”
“Yeah, how about we keep this to ourselves for a while?”
“I’m fine with that.”
#imagines#nathan drake#uncharted#naughty dog#uncharted 4#x reader#rafe adler x reader#rafe adler#video games#fluff
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𝐁𝐄𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐃 𝐓𝐎 𝐑𝐀𝐅𝐄 𝐀𝐃𝐋𝐄𝐑 𝐖𝐎𝐔𝐋𝐃 𝐈𝐍𝐂𝐋𝐔𝐃𝐄:
A/N: he’s such an asshole but he’s so hot so i’ve turned him into a bit of a softie
WARNINGS: swearing, mentions of sex, mentions of family issues, mentions of angst.
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↳ you met at some bar, you met eyes from across the room and was instantly attracted to one another
↳ rafe approached you first and after an hour or so of talking, he asked you to dinner.
↳ at first, he didn’t tell you about his riches, scared that you would only get with him for his money.
↳ you found out after he invited you back to his place after the fourth or fifth date
↳ you helped him out with the business, usually doing the paperwork.
↳ rafe would sit the opposite side of the desk, trying to distract you as you worked, which he usually succeeded at.
↳ you saw a side to rafe that no one ever saw, you saw the sad, vulnerable side to him and made you realise why he put up such a wall to everyone.
↳ he constantly needed reassurance that you loved him and weren’t going to leave him.
↳ “baby, please don’t leave me.”
↳ being the only one to calm him down when he was having a tantrum.
↳ “hey, rafe, look at me. it’s okay, we’ll fix this.”
↳ when you were stressed, he would put on some calming music and make you dance with him, holding you close to his chest.
↳ when he was stressed, you would place your hands on the side of his face, look into his eyes and tell him everything was ok.
↳ sex was also a popular stress relief for the both of you.
↳ speaking of sex, that man is a fucking tease.
↳ morning sex.
↳ mainly rough sex, but god he can be romantic and soft when he wants to be.
↳ when he was really pissed, he would accidentally take it out on you, calling you a name or raising his voice at you, and you immediately reminded him who he was talking to.
↳ “rafe stop being an ass.”
↳ “sorry baby”
↳ you were both stubborn and hot headed, so your fights where never small ones, but you always resolved them.
↳ except one time, it got really bad and you told him you were gonna leave and he immediately hugged you and apologised, repeatedly asking you not to go.
↳ breakfast in bed all the time.
↳ rafe had to be touching you at all times, whether it was a hand around your waist or just fully on your ass.
↳ rafe was a very jealous man, though you had your moments too. for example nadine.
↳ you knew she wasn’t interested in rafe and she was only trying to get under your skin, but god did it work.
↳ being worried about him when he would go on “business trips” alone
↳ one time he came home 3 days later than he was suppose to, all bruised up.
↳ you ran to him and hugged him, relived he was alive after you thought he was dead.
↳ he was taken back by how worried you were, and that was when he realised you really did love him.
↳ “i’m sorry, baby, i didn’t mean to scare you. i didn’t realise you cared so much.”
↳ “of course i do, rafe, i love you.”
↳ it was the first time in a long time someone told him they loved him and actually meant it. he was used to people just loving his money.
↳ he asked you to marry him after 5 years of being together, and it was so fucking romantic you thought you were in a romance novel.
↳ having a small but fancy wedding.
↳ comforting rafe when his parents didn’t show up to the wedding.
↳ “i don’t need them anyway, i have you now, mrs adler.”
↳ his love language was buying you things, even though you constantly told him not to, he did it anyway.
↳ dressing up with him and going to fancy events.
↳ when he saw you in your fancy clothes, he became like a school boy trying to talk to their crush.
↳ he made you feel like royalty.
↳ going to find averys treasure with him, sometimes scared of how badly he wanted the treasure.
↳ trying to save him from averys burning ship and having to convince him to leave with you.
↳ he tried to get you to leave, but you refused, only leaving with him.
↳ “i made a promise that i was never going to leave you. so either we leave this ship together or we die on it together.”
↳ eventually going back to libertalia, to try and recover any treasure.
↳ after going back to libertalia, you both decided to stop treausre hunting and focus on your marriage and the business.
↳ never leaving each others side.
#rafe adler#imagines#nathan drake#naughty dog#sam drake#uncharted#uncharted 4#x reader#headcanons#rafe adler x reader
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𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐈 𝐖𝐀𝐍𝐓
SUMMARY: there’s a knock at the door, you think it’s your boyfriend back from panama, but to your suprise you see your father, and he doesn’t have good news
SONG RECOMMENDATION: all i want by kodaline
CHARACTERS: mainly reader x father!sully, mentions of sam, nate and rafe.
WORD COUNT: 1370 words
WARNINGS: swearing, death, emotional, spoilers for uncharted 4.
A/N: please excuse any spelling or grammar mistakes, i am dyslexic as fuck lol. also the italic paragraphs are the letter
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You stared down at your phone, debating on whether or not to call your boyfriend for a seventh time in the past fifty minutes. He was in Panama, with his brother and Rafe, trying to find get into an old jail tower that once held Henry Avery, hoping to find something that would help navigate Averys treasure. You were in on the plan too, but seeing as it was a highly dangerous all male prison, the boys decided it was best you stay home.
Thoughts started spilling into your brain, the bad outweighing the good. You ran your hands through your hair, your leg bouncing up and down as you sat on the couch. The apartment grew darker as the sun went down, the main source of light being from your phone, which was now calling once more, only to hear Sam’s voicemail.
17 missed calls and 21 unread text messages.
You stood up, pacing around the coffee table, hugging Sam’s shirt close to your body and glancing out the window, seeing darkness filling the sky. All you wanted was to have him home.
A knock at the door startled you and dragged you out of your thoughts. You let out a sigh of relief, heading towards the door ready to either hug Sam or shout at him for worrying you so much. You took a deep breathe before opening the door, a small smile creeping on your face, ready to see your boyfriend.
However, your smile dropped when you saw your father there instead. It’s not that you weren’t happy to see him, you were always happy to see him, but right now you just wanted Sam.
“Hey, kid.”
He stood there, a sad smile on his face, which he tried to hide, but failed miserably to do. He tried to avoid eye contact with you, either looking at your face or down at the letter he held tightly in his hands. Something was wrong.
“Hi, Dad, come in. Hey, have you heard from Sam? Or even Nate? He should’ve been out ages ago but I can’t seem to get a hold of him.”
Sully sighed in defeat, dread filling him up. He knew he had to tell you and he knew he had to be the one to do it, but he didn’t know how. He didn’t want to tell his little girl that her boyfriend was dead.
“That’s, uh, that’s why I’m here. Listen Y/N...”
You watched your dad hesitate and stumble over his words, trying to find the right thing to say. As you watched him, you became more and more scared, waiting for him to say what he needed to. Deep down, you knew exactly what he was going to say, but you tried to bury that negativity down.
“Dad. Where is Sam?”
Your eyes grew watery, as sadness took over your fathers face, his emotions pretty much confirming your thoughts. You tried to suppress the tears that threatened to spill out of your eyes, but they won, slowly falling down. Your words began to stutter and stumble.
“Dad...where..where is he? Please.”
“He, uh... Sam he’s..”
“Dad, you need to tell me. You need to say it. Please. I need to hear you say it.”
He looked at the letter once again, gripping it tightly, before looking up at you. His heart broke as he watched you slowly begin to crumble.
“Sam died, Y/N. He got shot as they tried to escape the prison. I’m sorry.”
You stood there, sorrow filling your body. Your Sam was dead.
“Fuck.... How? The plan was simple, they just.. he.. Vargos was suppose to let them go.. I dont understand..”
Sully took a step closer to you, tears now falling from his eyes.
“I know, kid. Nate didn’t tell me many details, but from what I could gather, Rafe got pissed, messed the whole plan up.”
“Oh, of course. Of course it was Rafe. I swear to God when I see him I’m gonna fucking kill him!”
Your father now stood in front of you, placing his hands around your arms.
“No you won’t you-“
“He got Sam killed! He got my Sam....is he really gone?”
“I’m sorry, sweetie.”
You let out a sob, falling into your dad, feeling his arms wrap around you, another stroking your hair in an effort to comfort you, though he knew no amount of comfort would calm you down. He mumbled “sorrys” and “it’s gonna be okay”, though you didn’t pay any attention.
All you could think about was Sam.
It was now around 3 AM, you sat curled up on the sofa, holding Sam’s shirt tightly to you, Sully hadn’t left your side since. Your eyes hurt from all the crying, your nose was red and your cheeks were puffy. You had calmed down slightly, mostly from exhaustion.
A yawn was heard from your dad, making you look at the time, suddenly feeling bad that you had kept your father here for so long.
“You, uh. You should go home. Get some sleep.”
“No. No way, I’m not leaving you.”
“Dad, it’s fine. You need to sleep. Besides, I kind of want to be alone right now.”
“Are you sure?”
You nodded, shooting him a hint of a smile, he shot one back, hesitantly getting up and walking over to you, planting a small kiss to your head.
“It’s going to be okay. Not yet, but eventually.”
He placed the letter he had been holding on the couch next to you, before grabbing his coat.
“What’s this?”
“Oh, uh, Sam gave it to me when you two first got together, said to give it to you if anything ever happened to him.”
“Oh.”, was all you could say, picking up the letter, taking a deep breathe before opening it. You heard the front door close, leaving you alone in the dimly lit apartment. Your eyes closed for a brief second as you unfolded the paper, immediately teary as you saw your boyfriends writing.
Dear Y/N,
If you’re reading this, then I’m sorry. I’m most likely dead, or maybe kidnapped by pirates, hopefully it’s the second one. It was bound to happen some day, you know what I’m like, always getting myself into shit. And I know what you’re like, always saving me from said shit. And I know you’re probably sitting at home, right now, reading this, blaming yourself. Whatever happened, it’s wasn’t your fault. Okay? None of it.
There was just a few things I wanted you to know, that I’ve never really told you. You know I’m not good at talking, but hopefully I can write it. You are the love of my life. Simple as that. From the moment we first met, I knew I was going to fall in love with you, and honestly it terrified me. But you made every single second worth it. You are literally the most amazing thing to happen to me and at times, you were the only one that kept me going. I wish I would’ve told you that more, shown you more, cause I really do love you. More than anything.
I want you to be happy. I don’t want you to spend the rest of your life mourning over me and being sad. You deserve to be happy. So I want you to know it’s okay to move on, though be warned I will come and haunt the shit out of both of you. I’m gonna miss you.
I’ll be waiting for you on the other side. I love you so fucking much.
Your Sam
P,S. look after nate, make sure he doesn’t get himself killed too
Despite the tears streaming down your cheeks, you chuckled. Sam always knew how to make you laugh, even in the worst of times, that was one of the reasons you loved him so much.
You read the letter over and over again, crying more and more each time until you couldn’t any more. You loved Sam more than anything, and now he was gone. And even with his ‘permission’ you knew you would never be able to move on.
You would never be able to love anyone more than you loved Samuel Drake.
A/N: i’m thinking of writing another imagine like this one, where the reader is in love with sam and instead of sully giving her the letter nate does, and it’s actually Sams love confession to the reader and i could do a part 2 where they reunite and talk about the letter. let me know what you think!
#samuel drake x reader#sam drake x reader#sam drake#samuel drake#x reader#imagines#uncharted 4#uncharted#naughty dog#nathan drake#sad imagines
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𝐁𝐄𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐃 𝐓𝐎 𝐒𝐀𝐌𝐔𝐄𝐋 𝐃𝐑𝐀𝐊𝐄 𝐖𝐎𝐔𝐋𝐃 𝐈𝐍𝐂𝐋𝐔𝐃𝐄 :
A/N: this is all my personal opinion lmao
WARNINGS: mentions of sex, swearing, mentions of angst, spoilers for uncharted 4.
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↳ non stop flirting from him, especially in the worst of times
↳ being best friends with nate and going on adventures with the two brothers
↳ nate constantly teasing his older brother
↳ being shipped by nate ( and sully but he would never admit that ) for years, and he found out you two were together, he was so happy for you both
↳ going on adventures with just the two of you and seeing sam fanboy over all the pirate shit
↳ he always finds some thing like jewellery or a coin or something from his explorations to give you
↳ constantly having to save his ass
↳ he deffo stole your engagement ring from a museum or tomb of some kind
↳ “do you like it?”
↳ “i love it”
↳ “good cause i nearly died getting you that damn ring, but it was worth it cause i love you.”
↳ he nearly got thrown into prison ( again ) while doing so but he thought it was worth it
↳ being absolutely broken when you thought he was dead
↳ you and nate would get together on sams birthday and “death anniversary” and drink his favourite drink and talk about all the happy memories you both had with him
↳ having a really soppy reunion
↳ when he came back, you never let him out of your sight in fear of loosing him again
↳ being extremely pissed off when you found out he was lying to you about alcazar
↳ sam would constantly apologise to you about it, and any other argument you’ve ever had and would make it up to you one way or another
↳ make up sex
↳ “it doesn’t matter anymore, sam, i’m just glad i have you back”
↳ after the avery adventure, sam took some time off so the two of you could try your best to make up those 15 years
↳ despite his bad boy reputation he’s actually a soft baby™
↳ ceo of pet names
↳ always cuddling, especially after he came back
↳ “baby come cuddle”
↳ he loves to lay on your chest as you play with his hair
↳ but he also loves when you snuggle into his side
↳ staying up late telling him stories about the lost cities you discovered with his brother
↳ him telling you prison stories and the reasons behind his prison tattoos
↳ he got a tattoo in prison that reminded him of you in some way
↳ lots of kisses especially forehead kisses
↳ tickle fights ( that end in sex )
↳ play fights ( that in sex )
↳ basically just a lot of sex
↳ wearing his clothes which drives him crazy
↳ him being overprotective as fuck
↳ getting jealous of any man ever ( cough cough rafe )
↳ babysitting cassie and playing rock paper scissors to decide who had to change her diaper
↳ he would try and cook you dinner, but after 15 years of prison he’s a little rusty so you would end up getting take out
↳ movie nights, mainly movies about pirates
↳ having to teach him stuff like technology, and showing him all the new movies, tv shows and music
↳ sam getting confused when he hears the new slang and you having to teach him what it means
↳ “babe that doesn’t make sense”
↳ overall just sam being an absolute cutie
#i wanna marry him#i simp for this man#samuel drake#sam drake#sam drake x reader#samuel drake x reader#x reader#imagines#headcanon#uncharted#uncharted 4#naughty dog#nathan drake
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