#Among Us fanfiction

[deadghosy]

AMONG US X GN! TEEN READER

Summary: your iPad kid sibling broke his iPad making these weird creatures pop out and they seem to love your company.

“AGGHHH!”

CRASH!

Your little shit of a sibling Noah had thrown his iPad at you after you killed in this game called “among us”. You laughed at his red face as he hits you but it doesn’t do much affect until he hits you in your gut.

“YOU LITTLE SHIT!” You said yelling as Noah runs to his room sticking his tongue at you. As a door slammed again the wall you groaned against the floor holding your stomach with clenched teeth. You hoped you recovered, cause when you do. That little fucker is dead meat.

What you didn’t notice was the cracked iPad as you got up and shoulder rushed your sibling’s door.

It’s the next day as you lay in your bed watching tiktoks while eating some chips. You heard a small skitter which made you pause the edit audio coming from your phone to turn to see nothing. You narrowed your eyes thinking it’s your sibling.

“Noah, if you don’t want me to smack you. Come out now.”

You waited for a response but nothing happened. You scoffed playing the edit again until you heard a choking sound. Okay now you were kinda weirded out. You got off your bed to only step on something that made a “squeak” sound.

“WHAT THE F-”

A small among us character in yellow is squashed but pops back up brand and new. Yellow squeak at you and starts to hug your leg which made your eyes widen even more.

“GET OFF ME YOU WEIRD THING!” You start to shake your leg only for the damn thing to squeak louder and louder as other colors came out and start to squeak at you. You stopped shaking your leg watching these small things surround you as you pick yellow up who squeaks holding your hand.

“Where the bloody hell have you guys come from.” You heard a manly ass squeak looking at black who drags a iPad, the broken iPad your brother broke from yesterday. You raised a brow and pointed at it as yellow nuzzles against your face. “That’s where you guys came from?” You asked as black nods moving towards you with a waddle. He? They? She? Whatever fucking gender they are, it seemed to bow at you like if you were their god. But now you weren’t.

“Hey hey, dont bow at me dude.”

After you said that the rest of the little critters started to bow at you with small squeaks. Now you just stand there awkwardly as you scratched your neck not knowing what this is even about…..

“Listen lil guys…how about you just go back in and maybe we can call this a day” you say pointing to the iPad and picking it up.

It seems they knew what you were saying as yellow starts to cry with a squeak as he hides in your shirt making you jolt trying to get them out. “H-hey! Get out of there man!” Black and another color which is green jumps on you making you fall back in your bed.

Then everyone came in and squeaked at you! You were basically getting swarmed by these chibi shits!

“Please get off! I demand you guys get off!” As you yell this, they got off sitting in a formal line in front of you as you crossed your legs in bed

You sigh looking at them as yellow pops out of your shirt holding onto your shoulder with soft squeak as they nuzzle against you.

Guess they don’t want to go back into the iPad…

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Reader to their little brother:

(Let me know if you want part two or not)

#among us #among us x reader #among us fanfiction #among us imposter #gender netural #gn reader #male reader #female reader #teen reader #child reader

[runawaybean]

Clears throat.

Hi :)

Remember Welcome to the Team? That among us fic?

Good.

:)

#am i planning? #yes #fanfic #among us #among us fanfiction #among us fanfic

[pinchyboy]

Hey, I finally decided to post this.

Lemme know what you think.

There are 2̶ 3 imposters remaining

It has been exactly three months aboard the Skeld, it is a year long journey back to Mira HQ, and there is an imposter among us.

We've been finding bodies since the second month, and now out of a ten person crew only half of us are left. White and Cyan seem to have hidden themselves away, Purple and Black are either looking for them or doing tasks I don't know which, at this point I've degraded to pacing around the ship, finding no motivation to do my tasks if I'm just going to get slaughtered.I think we forgot each others names at one point in our fight to survive, I responded to the color of my suit as easy as my name, it helped that I chose Red. I've always loved the color red, I couldn't help but focus on the humming of electricity coming from Electrical, I sighed heading towards the door, it was better to fix the wires now then try and get back here and do it when the lights went out, the doors had closed behind me when the smell hit me, a sharp tangy iron, like pennies and oranges, blood. 

I hadn't been the one to find one of the bodies yet and now one lay right in front of me, surrounded by a growing puddle of blood, I knew I should have reported it, but no one would know if I took a taste first, right? No one but me. My helmet hissed when I disconnected it from my suit tossing it away to blend into the shadows of the room, my gloves went next tossed aside with my helmet, I approached excited, the blood tried to turn the bodies white suit as red as my own, I dropped down to run one hand through the blood, it was warm and sticky like watered down slime, licking it off my fingers was a well practiced movement, leaving behind all composure I scooped up handfuls of blood smearing it on the way to my mouth, I didn't realize that I wasn't alone until I looked up and saw Purple standing next to the vent, I couldn't help how I froze 

"Wait! It's not what it looks like I swear! I'm not the..." I tried to plead my case, when Purple’s chest split open into a maw of teeth and tongues

"Imposter.." The doors were locked when I tried to flee 

"Please! I'm sorry! Don't kill me!" There was a gruesome ripping noise and Purple was in front of me in seconds, I kept my eyes closed, not wishing to see my demise, when something heavy was dropped in my lap and a hand was placed on top of my head, my eyes opened on there own to gaze at the arm in my lap, seemingly torn from Whites corpse, the hand on my head moved in soft petting motions, I looked at Purple through my lashes 

"Oh! Uh, for me?" I asked a bit hesitant, Purple made a sort of crooning noise and pushed the arm closer to me continuing to pet my hair, I couldn't help noticing that my hair probably needed to be trimmed I could see the near black, brown color in the edges of my vision, I focused back on the severed limb, well I had been wanting to try human flesh for awhile, I just couldn't get the courage to do it to myself or anyone else, palms where supposed to be one of the tastier parts anyway, and my crew and I where immunize to the adverse effects of eating raw meat, human meat counted in that, right? That didn't help the hesitation I felt when biting down, I felt the finger bones crack easily under the force of my jaw, the white rubber suit kept me from biting into flesh though, despite gnawing on it. I didn't know I was making my frustration known until Purple patted my on the head and made an odd clicking noise that I could only interpret as amusement, I huffed at them 

"You don't gotta make fun of me." I told them, as they picked up the arm, they shredded through the suit and some skin as soon as they brought it down to the mouth in their chest, and then handed it back, 

"Thanks." I mumbled, glaring off to the side, until I took a bite, I had to naw on it a bit to get through tough skin, but I couldn't help looking back at Purple as I took more bites 

"It's good! Kinda like ~mhh~ ham! But kinda,.. Sweeter, I think and bloodier too." I told them excitedly, Purple hadn't stopped petting my head once, I honestly liked it though, at this point this has gotta be one of the best days ever, I was trying to get the meat from between the finger bones when the vent creaked open, I ended up trying to cower behind Purple, when Black stepped around the corner, Purple stepped forward quickly making drawn out noises, Black reciprocated, they seemed to come to an agreement, I couldn't help the fear welling in my chest when they both approached me, I tried to make myself smaller when Black knelt down, then they held out there hand presenting a eyeball with a blue iris, not a dark blue like mine but a gray blue instead, Purple sat next to me I glanced at them and they nudged my arm, I thanked Black taking the orb, they patted me on the head softly when I put the eye in my mouth, it had a smooth texture,like a marble and a touch salty, I rolled it around a little then tried biting into it, it was unsurprisingly rather mild but still tasted meaty, a part of it crunched under my teeth, I decided that I preferred the texture when it was whole, rather than the taste, I still ate it, it wasn't bad, though I went back to eating Whites arm, I laughed using it to wave at Black when he sat on my other side, both Black and Purple made cooing noises and ruffled my hair

“Pfft! Black stop it! Your hands are a mess!” I shoved said appendage away laughing, I grabbed it holding it up

“See?” I asked, showing the splattering of blood across it, presumably from scooping the eye they gave me, out of its socket. I pursed my lips, then lent forward

“Y’know what,here.” I told them, taking their fingers in my mouth before I could change my mind, carefully licking the blood from them. I couldn't help but notice that they had a completely different texture than I expected, more leathery flesh than rubber suit, did that mean the suits were a part of them? I cut my thoughts off to pull Blacks fingers from my mouth, and moved to lick their palm for a second,

“There! All clean?” I asked showing off their hand to them, Black gave me a thumbs up in approval with their other hand, I felt rather comfortable where I sat, then I had a hilarious idea, standing I looked around Whites corpse trying to find a glimpse of red among the shadows, I jumped when two tendrils slid past me to curl around the hidden shapes of my missing helmet and gloves, I glanced back at the two Imposters, finding that the colors matched up, Black’s seemed to be darker than the shadows around it, while Purple’s was a touch lighter and tinted, well purple.

“Thanks guys,” I grinned at them “hey do you wanna see something really funny?”

I asked tugging on my gloves and helmet

“But first, I look okay right? Not like I just ate part of someone?” I joked, awaiting a response, I got a round of amused clicking noises and pats on my head, not as nice when wearing a helmet, I brought out my Datapad, seeing the red ‘Report’ button that appeared when it sensed excessive amounts of decaying human material

“Okay, now watch this and back me up, k?” I didn't wait for a response before tapping the button, the emergency siren blared

“Come on!” I cheered dragging them by their wrists past storage and to the cafeteria, I took a deep breath when I saw Cyan already waiting

“Cyan! Thank goodness you're okay! Whites dead!” I hollered reaching the table

“What?!” Cyan yelped “Where?! What happened!” I had to stifle my laughing to respond in my best ‘worried’ voice

“The thing is, Cyan, all of us were together except for you.” I told him, I could feel when the figures behind me realized what I was doing and pressed closer, Cyan tried shouting his case, how it wasn't him, he pleaded for me to recount what happened in detail to clear his name, I obliged

“Well, first I was pacing around, when I decided to fix the wiring in Electrical, so I walk in and all I can smell is blood, and I find Whites body in the middle of the room!” Cyan gasped in horror “I saw Purple standing in the corner over the vent and they scare me half to death” I laughed, continuing 

“It had to be Purple then! Not me!” Cyan interrupted hopefully

“Shut up!” I growled at the cowering Crewmate “I haven't finished my story.” I said simply “So, Purple scares me and I try to run away, but the doors are locked, and Black comes crawling out of the vent scaring me more,I end up reporting the body, and here we are.” I finished cheerily

“So it's,Black?” He asked hesitantly, I pretended to think a moment 

“I think you're right Cyan,” I stated in mock surprise “Actually I think you were right both times!” I tell him reaching for my helmet. “Although you missed something, probably my fault, I’m not the best story teller.” I joke, watching his confusion “Hold on, it's a little stuffy don't you think?” I ask taking off my helmet, showing my blood stained face, and crushing any hope he felt with a grin, i'll admit he had good ‘flight’ reflexes, he was out of the room in seconds, I couldn't stop the huff of frustration I released

“I guess we’re gonna have to catch him huh?” I asked, then left out an excited gasp “Ooh! Can I do it? I haven't killed anyone before, let alone chased them down, it'll be fun!" I bounced on my heels a bit, looking up at both of them hopefully, I also just noticed how tall they both were, although I was a little under average on height, still these two had to be at least six inches taller than average, which was completely unfair, Purple seemed just as excited as me though, well I think, I don't really know their social cues or anything so I'm going off of gut feeling at this point, but they seemed to agree with my idea,

"But, can you guys come with me? Don't like, do it for me or anything! I just don't know if I trust myself against someone literally fighting for their life, so…" More head pats were given and Purple motioned for me to lead the way, I beamed at him before following where Cyan went, going past weapons first, giving the room a quick once over,finding it devoid of any near neon crewmates, I continued the trip down to O2 also finding it empty, I quickly backtracked from navigation before the red blinking camera could spot us, so Cyans in Security, but all exits from the cafeteria have cameras, meaning Cyan could be long gone before we get to Security if he sees us, so we need to disable the cameras, but he could still see us and have a head start, so we need to break the lights too, while there is a very small chance of him leaving to fix either of them, the chance is still there despite the most likely option to stay in Security, meaning we need a middle ground, so the Cafeteria doors next to Admin, but first

"So, you guys can sabotage things right?" That was an affirmative

"So we need to break, I think lights first, then Comms? Then go past Admin to hopefully catch him on the way or in Security. We got this." I said determined, going towards Admin, the lights went off, leaving the Skeld darker than I expected, but I got this, I got the thumbs up from Black that Comms were down, and took off in a dead sprint, I caught Cyan sooner than I expected, running into him outside of Electric, literally. I couldn't see him until I accidentally body checked him, taking us both down, thankfully in a position that let me pin him down, well kinda, he was struggling wildly making me have to readjust my grip repeatedly, not letting me do anything other than try keeping him pinned

"Just.Stay. Down already!" I spat, he seemed to ignore me "Purple, Black, a little help, please?" I knew they were nearby, at this point I don't think I could get them off even with a crowbar, not that I'd try, I relaxed a bit when both of Cyans arms were pinned, at this point he knew he was beat so the next thing he tried was talking

"How did three Imposters even get on board without us noticing?" He asked a bit subdued as I tugged off his helmet

"Three? What do you mean three?" Did human faces really get that expressive? It has been a few years since I saw someone without a helmet on, but still!

"There are about to be three accomplices to my murder, so three" He replied with a glare "Well that doesn't mean I'm not human, silly!" I teased him with a tap on the nose, he was struggling again "In fact," I continued "You should be excited, you're going to be my first victim! I know I am." His eyes were wide as I started on the cyan suits fastenings 

"Wait, so you're a Crewmember?!" I nodded absentmindedly, tugging off my gloves,"And, and you haven't killed anyone!" "Yet" I interjected, finally getting to the suit zipper "You don't need to do this! There are two of us, we can still get these monsters off the ship!" I paused to raise a hand, and slapped him as hard as I could,grabbed his jaw, looking him straight in the eye I spoke "shut up, don't. You. Dare. Insult them, they have been nothing but kind to me, and I think I'm ready to start now." I looked up for a moment, "Do either of you happen to have something sharp I can use?" I asked politely.

#fanfic #among us #amongus #among us fanfiction #let me know #your opinion #what you did #and didnt #like about it #or #what i should change #remove #or add

[moremediocre]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Among Us (Video Game) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Major Character Death Characters: White (Among Us), Yellow (Among Us), Lime (Among Us), Cyan (Among Us) Additional Tags: Angst, Hurt No Comfort, Illnesses, Character Death, Implied/Referenced Character Death Summary:

Something wasn’t right about her friend. White knew that from the start. What she didn’t know was how far off her friend was.

~~Inspired from the Hide and Seek mode~~

(Look at me guys I figured out how to upload my AO3 fics on here without watching Tumblr freeze for ten minutes straight--)

#among us #among us fanfiction #I can't believe I'm making that a tag #please forgive me #fanfiction #fanfic

[hex-mania-animatics]

Chapters: 3/? Fandom: Among Us (Video Game) Rating: Mature Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Major Character Death Characters: Lime (Among Us), Purple (Among Us), Blue (Among Us), Black (Among Us), Yellow (Among Us), White (Among Us), Cyan (Among Us), Orange (Among Us), Red (Among Us), Dark Green (Among Us) Additional Tags: Blood and Gore, Cannibalism, Plot, Suggestive Themes, Mainly because of Purple, Exploration of Imposter Biology Summary:

Lime is one of the best crewmates on the Skeld. He does his tasks on time, he picks up the slack for others, and helps when he can. The problem? Lime's also an imposter. He doesn't WANT to kill his fellow crewmates, especially now that he's become friends with them, but... It seems like someone think he's slacking on his TRUE job, as his friends are taken out one by one...

Cross-posted on both Quotev and AO3. Updates every Saturday.

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Here’s the AO3 link for the Among Us fanfic I have been working on. I’m genuinely proud of it and this fic is the most I’ve ever written for a project in my life (including the still unpublished chapters because, yes, I have written enough to even have a buffer!)

#among us #among us fandom #among us fanfic #among us fanfiction #genuinely the most fun fanfic I've ever written in my life #I have so many ideas

[her-soliloquies]

What a time to be alive!

If all of this happened just because Bradley was swinging his bat like it was a sword and the fact that he still REMEMBERS then I'm gonna bloody scream–

#merlin fandom never dies 'cause we as a nation believe merlin is alive among us somewhere and arthur is going to rise up someday #like yeah we are aware that it was just a show but WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU MEAN THAT IT WAS JUST A SHOW??? #bbc merlin #merlin bbc #merlin #arthur pendragon #merthur #bbc merthur #merlin x arthur #arthur x merlin #king arthur #bradley james #colin morgan #tumblr trends #ao3 #archive of our own #fanfiction #fanfic

[clear-what-i-was-seeing]

artists have "draw this in your style", i think fic authors should start doing "write this in your style" where a ton of people write the same prompt but all do their own lil interpretations and characterizations and fun dialogue bits etc

#also then we get to read our favourite scenarios more 😈 #i know a big worry among authors is “what if this is too close to something that's been done before” and “is this tired/cliche” #but artists draw from the same references all the time! and it's amazing all the time #even with the exact same prompt #even if people used the same overall beats for the beginning/middle/end #it's always going to be different. we all view and create art in unique ways. #and there are always going to be new variations and ideas and interpretations that make it special. #also again. ik this has been said. but there are so many tropes i would read one million variations of. #need to see all my favourites in Situations™️ #clear posts #on writing #writing #ao3 #fanfiction

[vasilissadragomir]

Everlark Fic Drop: Us Among the Living

hi y'all! it's been a longgg time coming but i'm so excited to share my first fic in over 10 years (and my first thg fic ever)!

Us Among the Living is a canon-compliant, pre-epilogue growing together fic exploring Katniss and Peeta's relationship as well as their lives in District 12 in the months following the second rebellion. it's gonna be long, it's gonna be a slow burn, and according to @everdares and @belikov, it's gonna cause tears.

i plan to update every friday, and i've already written the first several chapters. i hope y'all enjoy <3

13 chapters out now posted on a03!

#the hunger games #thg #everlark #katniss everdeen #katniss #peeta mellark #peeta #peeta x katniss #katniss x peeta #everlark fanfiction #everlark fic #thg fic #growing together #grow together #post mockingjay #mockingjay #hunger games #us among the living

[emesesworlds]

THERE'S A THIEF AMONG US

I think I speak for many people when I say, I DISPICE thieves.

I find it absolutely disgusting that there are people out there who steal.

Someone else worked hard for the things they have and there you are, a slimy disgusting bug, stealing it.

@yautjabeast this one is for you, sweetie.

Or should I say POPPYTANJI123 ?!

The poster (because you are not the writer, hun) of Yautja Imagines off of Tumblr

I noticed recently while I was reading Wattpad that a supposed number 1 book is a freaking REUPLOAD.

How absolutely disgusting.

51 chapters of pure stolen content.

51 chapters most of them NOT EVEN CREDITED.

But it doesn't matter, since I saw NONE of the authors gave permission.

THE BOOK SHOULD BE DELETED.

YOU reuploaded other people's works and then decided to take credit for it, take likes for it and views!

HOW DARE YOU.

In one of your Wattpad posts you even ADMIT that @mintymarabell has too many and you won't copy that! your words! COPY.

"Authors note"

You have balls... some kind of an "author" you are when none posted is actually yours!

People like you are the reason many amazing authors have stopped posting or deleted their blogs!

So many amazing works LOST. Because of people LIKE YOU.

DON'T DO THIS.

And if you are a follower/reader of the above-mentioned person find the actual writers and give them the credit. NOT the thieves.

And now, to credit all the authors like you are supposed to.

@thefoldedbird

@mintymarabell

@partofmycharm

@multific

After words:

If you like a post, you are not showing your support by stealing it and republishing it! You are doing the opposite.

You are harming their page by taking views and feedback from them.

This will NEVER BE OKAY.

And we, as readers have to stand up and do something about this kind of people!

#x reader #fanfiction #plagiarism #plagiarizing #stealing #yautja x reader #yautja x human #yautja x you #predator franchise #house of the dragon x reader #horror x reader #slasher x reader #predator x reader #predator imagine #predator imagines #thief among us #yautja imagine #yautja imagines #multific #partofmycharm #mintymarabell #thefoldedbird #yautjabeast #yautja #alien vs predator #avp #yautja oc #marvel x reader #star wars x reader #calling all readers

[tanoraqui]

my favorite extremely niche genre of Silmarillion fic is russingon AUs where one is human and one isn’t but they’re still half-cousins, so the characters are consciously like, “this is monsterfucking but Grandpa Finwë did it FIRST so it’s okay for us.” I only know of 2 fics like this but I love it.

#the silmarillion #maedhros #fingon #russingon #fanfiction #it’s a mermaid au and an among us au if you’re wondering

[fanonical]

i want every fandom to have an among us au. ust show me all my blorbos attempting to kill each other in space, i dare you

#Fandom #Fanfic #Fanfiction #AO3 #Among Us

[lil-ms-darkness]

A Treasure Not Worth Finding - Bigby Wolf x Goldilocks!Reader

A/N: Okay, so here's the next part! Sorry it took so long, I had it sitting in my WIP folder for quite some time, just needing to be edited and instead of editing it, I started working on my manuscript. But, it's here now! Slightly based off Faith from TWAU video game. The music playing in the apartment can be anything you want, as it's technically YOUR apartment haha

Content Warnings: Mild angst, description of death and dead bodies, perceived reader death.

That about does it, hope you enjoy! Feel free to comment if you'd like

Lil_Ms_Darkness

“See you again, soon.” 

That was the last thing she’d said to him. Her voice was soft, light and her eyes matched. It unnerved him, but it was also a welcome sort of discomfort, a kind that he’d come to appreciate. After he caught the asshole trying to poison Snow White - weirdly enough, it was Leland Mouse, of the Three Blind Mice, glamoured into a man [Y/N] wouldn’t recognize, nor would she have suspected to be one of the mice. She had helped him find the perpetrator responsible for trying to take Snow White’s life, purely for greed and satisfaction of being the one to kill the Deputy Mayor for not prioritizing his cases, and for not bowing to his whim when he wanted. And, as she had asked, Bigby had returned to visit her. But, it didn’t become a consistent thing. He mainly visited for information, and was met with some kind of story, a conversation, a muffin or a slice of banana nut bread, she’d offered him a brownie once but he’d denied it. 

He hadn’t expected to see her again so soon, especially not like this. He had gotten a call from Jack about a body dumped into a back alley dumpster. He was nervous, having seen only a leg hanging out. 

Bigby arrived on the scene quickly and found the dumpster, a leg hanging over the lip with the lid flattening it. He grabbed the edge and lifted the lid open, looking down to examine the victim. He felt his mouth fall open in surprise, shock, and pure white hot rage. It was her. 

“See you again, soon.”

He carefully fished her out of the dumpster and laid her down on the rough asphalt of the street, hidden in the darkness away from the street lights. Her hair was soft in his hand as he held her head to lower her.

Now, he looks down at her face, her once golden hair is messy and pale as it cushions her head like a pillow. Her eyes are half lidded and lusterless in death, her skin lacking the warmth- her hands clenched tightly in fists. He notes the deep purple and black bruising on her throat, so thick that it couldn’t have been a cord. He crouches next to her, noting the various wounds around her body- she had fought back. 

He closes his eyes for a moment before he hears footsteps shuffling towards them and he looks up, spotting Jack at the mouth of the alley. The blonde man approaches him, a solemn and uncomfortable look on his face. 

“Any luck?” He asks

Bigby sighs and looks at the body again, 

“Did you see anyone around when you found the body?” The words felt like bile in his throat as he speaks them

“No, I didn’t.” 

Bigby isn’t surprised to hear that, Jack was about as observant as a thumbtack. He examines her hands, noting the clean fingernails, but there is bruising underneath- someone made sure to clean up any DNA traces. 

Damn

He takes a closer look at her throat, finding the rope burns in between the bruises and the broken veins underneath. He can feel his claws threaten to elongate and he actively keeps them retracted, turning his attention to her face, his eyes linger on her swollen, bluing lips. He can’t help but feel guilty, wondering if she’d been murdered because she was helping him. Whether it was to keep her quiet, or for some other reason, he’ll be sure to get to the bottom of it. He will find the bastard that did this.

 Bigby looks back to the body and notices her clothes now. She’s dressed in her Trip Trap uniform, an emerald green dress that was similar to Holly’s, with black wedge heels secured with a strap around the ankle. She had told him how she loved the dress, because it was high quality material without being too expensive and felt nice on her skin, but he can’t recall what material. Now that he can touch it, it’s smooth under his rough hands, thick but not scratchy at all- and it’s dirty from the garbage she was thrown into. 

“What were you doing over here, Jack?” Bigby asks, cautiously. 

“I was coming to visit a friend of mine.” Jack says, shifting from foot to foot.

“A friend?” 

“He said he was going to give me $1,000.”

“What a generous friend, what are you up to?”

“Nothing, honest!” Jack holds up his hands in surrender. 

Bigby looks from him, down to the body, then Jack again. He doesn’t have time to deal with the get rich quick fails of the century.

“I need to go see Holly, she should be working tonight, and Jack? Stay out of trouble.”

Bigby walks down the concrete steps to the heavy door of the Trip Trap, pushing it open and stepping through. Holly stands behind the bar, dressed in her brown dress. She lifts her gaze to look towards the door, preparing to greet a customer, but her face sets into a flat glare when she sees Bigby. Gren glances over his shoulder towards the Sheriff and shakes his head, looking back to his small glass of rum on the countertop. 

The sheriff approaches the bar and looks at Holly, 

“I’m not here to start problems, I just need to ask you some questions.” He says, simply and sits down at the bar a few seats away from Gren.

“You’re always here to start a problem, even when you don’t try to.” She digs her nails into the bottom lip of the bar. 

Bigby shakes his head, “When was the last time you saw [Y/N]?” 

“She was here for her shift the night before last. Why? What do you want with her?” Holly’s eyes narrow.

“She’s dead…” Bigby wills his face to be emotionless, as he watches Gren drop the glass to the counter, tipping over and spilling onto the bartop as Holly stares at him with wide eyes. Bigby couldn’t hope to understand what she was feeling- first, her sister was murdered, and now her friend was dead, the friend who was working with her so that she could grieve. 

“How?” Gren growls, fists clenched tightly on top of the bar

“She was strangled.” Bigby says, impassively, but inside he is anything but. Inside, he is raging and tearing apart all of New York to track down the next murderer, because who knows who may be next. And if [Y/N] was a target, with how likable she is- was- who knows who else may be on a list. 

“DAMNIT!” Gren  stands and turns on Bigby, who only regards him with a stoic guise, “How many have to die before you do your damn job?!”

“I am doing my job.” It’s all Bigby can do not to slam his face into the bar- his patience is fading, and quickly. “I’m trying to find the person that did this, and I’m starting by finding out the timeline of when she died, and where she was taken from. If she hasn't been here since two nights ago, then there’s nothing else that I need.” He stands and Gren steps in his way. Bigby squares his shoulders.

“Knock it off,” Holly snaps, and Bigby looks her way. She sounds sad, “just go, Sheriff. I need…need to figure out what to do.” She sighs and walks out from the bar, vanishing into the back room. Bigby notes a missing attendee-

“Where’s Woody?” He asks, still looking towards the room Holly escaped to for a moment longer before looking back to Gren’s fury laden face. 

“How the hell should I know?” He growls, “I ain’t his dad.”

“For someone claiming to want me to do my job, you’re making it awfully difficult.” 

Gren’s eyebrows twitch and his jaw sets, Bigby prepares to dodge a punch, but it doesn’t come, to the Sheriff’s surprise. “He hasn’t been here in a couple days. He left with [Y/N] after her last shift.”

Bigby’s not surprised that Woody left with her, but the fact that he left with her the same day she was last seen….

“And he hasn’t been back since?”

“No.” Gren bites out through gritted teeth, “Now if that’s all you need, get the fuck out.”

Bigby walks out without much of a fuss, and pulls out his pack of cigarettes. He lifts one and lights it, walking down the street towards [Y/N]’s apartment.

He walks down the hall and stops in front of [Y/N]'s door, but something isn't right. He presses his ear to the door- music? 

That can't be right..[Y/N]'s time of death was hours ago, why was music still playing? 

He hears shuffling, and his teeth grit together. He grabs the doorknob and very slowly turns it- it's unlocked. 

He throws the door open and rushes inside, seeing the silhouette and diving on him. He shoves him face down into the carpet, wrists behind his back. 

"Hey hey hey!! GET THE FUCK OFF ME, WOLF!" 

The Woodsman

"Not until you tell me what you're doing here." Bigby digs his knee into the big man's spine as he squirms. 

"I was helping [Y/N]!" 

"Don't lie to me, Woody!"

"Fuck you, I ain't lyin'!" 

"What's going on- Sheriff! Get off of him!" Small hands grab Bigby's shoulder and he turns, ready to push them back; and he stops. 

He climbs off the big man and stares- 

"[Y/N]?"

"You listen here, Sheriff," she warns, her honeyed eyebrows furrowed in concern and anger as Woody stands up behind her, "out there you might be Sheriff Bigby Wolf and think you have to be mean to get your way, but not in my home! If you lay a hand on my guests again, you can forget about my offer to help you!" 

She's angry, so very angry, he can see it in her eyes, in the way the wrinkles between her brows crease her skin. The fire in her eyes. But she's here, standing, yelling, breathing.

"We found your body," Bigby says, carefully and the crease between her eyes lifts. "We all thought you were dead. And I came by to see if you'd been murdered here. When I saw Woody-" 

"You thought Woody killed me?" She frowns, incredulously, "He'd never." 

Woody puts a large hand on her shoulder. She looks over at him, then at Bigby again. 

"I'm not dead..." [Y/N] muses. 

"Clearly." Bigby huffs and can feel pressure forming behind his eyes. He pulls out a pack of cigarettes when her small hand covers his holding the pack. He looks at her. 

"I'd rather you didn't smoke in here. What with my work and all..." She says, quietly. 

Woody snorts and Bigby considers lighting one anyway- 

"Bigby does whatever he wants." He grumbles. 

Woody was right. Bigby did do whatever he wanted. But one look into her kind eyes and he resigns with a sigh, tucking the pack back into his pocket. He feels naked, and uncomfortable. He ignores it. 

Woody casts him a quirked browed look and Bigby ignores that, too. 

"[Y/N], where were you last night?" 

"Home? Asleep?" She shakes her head. "I finished dropping off orders early, stopped by the store to pick up some more fabric and flour, then came home and went to bed."

"And you, Woody?" He asks, moving his gaze to the bearded man. 

"I was at the Trip Trap."

"Really? Because Gren says he hasn't seen you in a couple days.."

"Bigby," [Y/N] warns and he casts her a cold look, warning her in turn not to interfere with his investigation. He watches her brows slacken a bit as her expression becomes one of concern. He looks back to Woody. "Let's try that again, where were you?"

Woody sighs,

"I was with a woman..." He grumbles. 

"Who was it?" 

"Can't a man keep his personal affairs personal?" 

"Not when he's a suspect in a murder." Bigby says and folds his arms. 

"I told you already he didn't do it." [Y/N] pipes up again and he ignores her completely. She was kind to him, but she is trying his patience. 

He looks at her, "[Y/N], a woman is dead. She could have been you-"

"But she wasn't.." she interrupts, her frown deepens, her look of concern deepening the wrinkles in between her brows and on her forehead. 

"-but it could have been. Doesn't matter that it wasn't, a woman is dead. Dead and gone. And I need to find the one responsible. Now you offered your assistance, but so far you've only made my investigation harder. Either keep it down, or I'll take him in to question him at the Business Office." 

Her eyes widen and she looks at Woody, then Bigby again. The hurt in her eyes was clear as day. She steels her expression and nods, once. She looks at Woody before she walks over and sits on the love seat, legs folded and looking out the window. 

Bigby feels a little guilty, but only a little. He shoves it aside and focuses on the task at hand. 

Woody looks at [Y/N], then Bigby again, a look of anger in his eyes.

"You're a piece of shit, Wolf."

"I hear that a lot, now who were you with?"

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[riddle-me-ri]

a/n: don't mind me being super self indulgent again asdfgh. I just really enjoyed the dynamic I made in Zeroing In with Bigby and a singer/performing reader. I may or may not make a smutty part two we will see lol. Hope y’all enjoy!

Content Warning: Strong language, attempted sexual assault, brief mentions of sexual harrassment, some violence.

Word Count: 2.3 k

Bigby Wolf x F!Reader - Take Me Home

As a long time performer, you know how to work the crowd with your musical numbers.

You knew you should probably be looking around and engaging with other audience members.

You just couldn't help it though.

Especially when he was around and seemed to genuinely be enjoying himself for once.

Bigby Wolf kept his word when he said he would come around and see you perform whenever he had a chance and not just show up searching for perps.

He's managed to come by at least once every other week, and needless to say, it always was the highlight of your week.

You two have tried to make plans outside of both your work schedules, but it's been difficult to manage between the long nights you both kept and Bigby occasionally dipping in and out of the picture.

Don't let him be on a case either. He stays clear of you like a bad omen. You know he's worried about getting you somehow involved in whatever the case entails, but you did wish he could share more of his worries onto you so he didn't have to carry so much.

You two managed to settle somehow with these interludes of eye contact and small knowing smiles.

At least until one night when you weren't smiling anymore.

During your act, you got close to the edge of the stage and teased those up front, just like any other night–

Until you felt a sweaty palm clamp around your ankle and almost yank you into the audience below.

You barely remember hazy glimpses of everything that happened afterward.

A shrill sound rang through the live band and filled the club.

It took hours later for you to realize that was…you…screaming in shock.

The man's other hand barely touched your inner thigh, clear intent of fully grabbing and dragging you into his lap until he instantly let go.

Before you even tried to push the man's hands away, he let go.

You saw Bigby hovering over the man.

He had slammed the man's face into the hard wood table, the cheap white linen doing nothing to comfort the assault as it started to stain with blood.

You caught a glimpse of yellow in Bigby’s eyes.

You couldn't make out any words anyone was saying. It was all a murmuring cacophony of surprised, worried, and tense patrons.

Your skin ran cold, and your breathing hitched.

The next thing you recall was getting up and darting back towards your dressing room.

Anything to get away from what just happened.

~

“Aww man, I think you broke my fucking nose.”

“You're lucky I don't break every bone in your goddamn body, starting with your grimy little hands.” Bigby snarled, with half a mind to slam the asshole's face again.

He did settle for twisting the guy’s arm tighter as he slapped handcuffs on him.

“Hey, hey, what the fuck man? I didn't do nothin’!” The man defended as he tried to sit back up, blood dripping down his nose and over his lips.

“You touched her inappropriately, pretty sure that files under assault.” Bigby roughly lifted the man up from his seat and dropped him to his feet, causing the man to stumble some.

“Oh please, she was teasing me! Practically asking for it!” The man spat as he got his footing before Bigby dragged him out of the club.

Bigby tried to keep his growl down but whether or not he succeeded he frankly didn't care at the time.

At least until he was out of public view.

As the two began the walk to the Woodland and the coast was clear, Bigby snatched the man by the baby hairs on the back of his neck and pulled his head back.

The man yelped in pain.

“Listen here fucker, she didn't ask you for fucking shit. She was doing her job, last thing she needs is a bunch of grabby dickheads like you that can't keep his hands to him-fucking-self.”

“Is she your’s?”

Bigby blinked. “What?”

“You fuckin’ her or somethin’, Wolf? Never seen you get all up in arms over some whore.”

Bigby dragged the man into a nearby alley and smacked the man's body and face directly against a damp cold brick wall.

“Ow! The fuck man, you-aaah?” The man winced in pain as claws began protruding from Bigby's fingers, pricking the skin of the man's neck.

“Listen here, you sorry piece of shit. Doesn't fucking matter who she's with or what she does. You don't get to fucking touch her–you don't get to do what you damn well please. Understand?” Bigby growled, his teeth slowly growing into the “what big teeth you have,” territory.

For the first time since the encounter started, the man began quivering in terror.

“Y-y-yeah, yeah, understood…just-just do what you gotta do…please don't hurt me, man, please! It was a mistake, h-honest!”

Bigby got closer to the man's face one last time and snarled. A final warning.

Usually, Bigby would feel bad about making anyone beg for him not to hurt them. He'd be disappointed that they would automatically assume he would.

For this guy however, he wanted to muster up that same level of fear you likely felt when he grabbed you and then some.

Bigby backed off once he began smelling the unmistakable hint of piss through the night air.

“Just keep your mouth shut the rest of the way, or it'll be the last mistake you ever make.”

The quicker he locked this asshole up, the quicker he could get back to check up on you.

~

You sat there in front of your vanity with your head hung low and the lights dimmed.

Still frazzled and stunned from the moment.

Somehow, the man's slimy touch lingered on your skin, and you wanted nothing more than to dip your leg into some kind of disinfecting acid.

You took a deep breath and admitted that the second best option besides the acid is to go home and take a long scolding shower until the hot water ran out.

You rose from your seat and began shedding your clothes that used to make you feel so confident and sexy…but in the moment you just felt disgusted.

Then you heard a knock.

You assumed it was your boss checking on you. “I'll be out in a minute, Carol…just gimme a second..”

“Uhh…it's Bigby.”

You freezed for the second time that night.

You had completely forgotten about him. Until his voice reminded you of what he did, how he saved you, how he looked when he did it.

“Bigby? Oh, uh, hang on.” You darted across your dressing room and snatched a silky maroon robe that hung over your dressing screen.

You took a deep breath, a desperate attempt to calm your shot nerves.

Suddenly, a comforting warmth draped over your body as you laid eyes on Bigby. Like somehow, he could protect you from this lingering fear that resonated in you like he did before when it happened.

“H-Hey…”

“Hey,” he responded. “I wanted to check in on ya…how are you holding up?”

You gulped. “F-Fine I suppose, all things considered…I know it could have been worse, and I always knew I was at risk, but nothing prepares you for when it happens, you know?”

“Yeah, but you shouldn't feel at risk for something you do for a living.”

You exhaled a chuckle. “Says the sheriff who's at risk quite literally all the time.”

Bigby shook his head. “You know what I mean. That asshole had no right to be touching you…”

He sighed. “What happened tonight was not your fault…I hope you know that at the very least.”

You hugged your arms around yourself, your hands sliding up and down your upper arms as you gazed at the floor. “Yeah, I know…”

There was a beat of silence before you felt a warm hand lightly squeeze your shoulder. You followed the hand with bruised knuckles back to Bigby's face.

One of your hands came up and rested on top of his hand that was on your shoulder.

“Thank you, Bigby…” You squeezed his hand back gratefully. “At the end of the day…I'm just grateful that you were there.”

Bigby can't recall the last time anyone ever said those words about him or his help. He always made things worse, more difficult, or made Fables regretful for getting him involved.

It felt nice to be appreciated, and it felt even more sweet and genuine coming from you.

“I'm glad I was there too…”

He allowed you to drag your soft thumb along his knuckles for a moment. Both of you enjoyed the soothing silence and close proximity. You found yourself feeling more at ease each second he was there.

Until a question popped into your mind. “C-Can I ask what happened to him? Like where he is now?” Suddenly, the thought of trekking home became cumbersome.

“I've got him in a holding cell for now. I'll be presenting the case to the Business Office tomorrow morning some time…”

Bigby reluctantly pulled his hand back, you already missing its warmth and soothing weight.

“Although, full disclosure, even if he is found guilty… the time and punishment for sexual harassment is ridiculously short and sweet…”

You nodded. “I had a feeling, but Carol told me he won't be coming around anymore. She has started a banned list and is trying to invest in more security.”

“If you need me to…”

“Bigby, I can't ask you to do that. You already have every other Fable to worry about…”

“I do, but you come first….or at least that's how I wish it could be, if I can help it.”

You blinked, your mind racing with countless meanings to what he was implying.

“Besides, I think you're the only one that really appreciates my help anyhow.” Bigby muttered into his shoulder, but still clear enough for you to hear.

“I'll always appreciate you Bigby…like how I appreciate your offer, but I still can't ask you to do that…I know you will protect me when you can and that I can rely on you and honestly in the world we live in now, that's more than enough.”

Your heart swelled at the soft smile that stretched across his face.

“I guess I can accept that.” He reluctantly conceded. “Is there at least anything I can do for you now? Anything at all before we both call it a night?”

After talking to him, you have begun to feel much calmer, like you could shake off tonight's events. You know you could have gotten to that point yourself, but Bigby made it a whole lot easier and quicker.

You almost felt childish and selfish for this request, but you didn't want the opportunity to have him to yourself longer pass.

“I, uh, still have to walk home….if you don't mind walking with me? It's not far from the Woodland, just one block before it…”

“You don't have to convince me, and I did say anything. Just let me know when you're ready.” He offered a sincere smile.

“You wanna wait inside? I didn't even realize I didn't invite you in.” You giggled as you realized he was still standing in the hallway across the threshold of your dressing room door.

“Uhh…sure, if you're fine with it.” Bigby walked in and took a slow glance over your dressing room.

“More than fine. Here, you can have a seat on the sofa over there. I just gotta change real quick.” You explained as you rounded the corner and went behind your dressing screen.

You couldn't fight the pep in your step, having him back in your vicinity. You didn't feel on edge or uncomfortable to be yourself. You felt safe.

Bigby kept looking around. He was observant to a fault, especially thanks to his senses that don't let him miss anything.

He noticed the Polaroids of you and likely your co-workers and friends bordered along your vanity mirror.

He took note of a couple empty bottles that were in your trash can, he deduced it must be a favorite of yours.

He also caught an almost empty container of your body spray that was the source of your sweet scent.

Not that he'd say it out loud, but if you asked him you didn't need the spray, your own scent was intoxicating on its own.

Bigby shuffled a bit in his seat as your own smell became more prominent once he saw your robe hanging over the screen folds you hid behind.

He kept darting his eyes around the room, trying to distract himself from thinking of you so intimately despite the close quarters and the small distance between him and your naked form.

Bigby shook his head to try and shake the thoughts out. He doesn't want to screw this up, not like how he always does. You've been through enough as it is.

Thankfully, you came out soon from behind the screen. You wore a long sleeve sweater of your favorite color that revealed your shoulders and some pants.

“All right, I'm ready…thanks again, Bigby.” You stood in front of him and rubbed your hand up and down your arm, playing with the sleeve.

“Hey, like I said.” He stood up at his full height, and you had to look up instead of down at him. “Not a problem.”

He walked over to the door and swiftly opened the door. “After you…”

“Why thank you, sir.” You giggled bemused before walking out the door with Bigby walking beside you.

Carol waved to both of you and told you to take the next couple of days off to recover and not worry about anything.

You sighed. Another small weight taken off your shoulder, you weren't sure if you would be able to get back on stage, so it was relieving to hear you had the next couple of days off.

As you and Bigby exited the building, the cold night air hit both of you. Almost instinctively, you grabbed for Bigby's hand, who didn't seem to mind, and gently returned the grasp.

Bigby gave you a supportive nudge.

“Well, lead the way…”

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[slayerkid]

If the Joker knew about Among Us, he'd find the game inspiring.

Why?

Because everyone finds Among Us funny even though it's a game about either trying to survive a murder spaceship or trying to murder everyone.

So he'd get into amogus culture and eventually use it against Batman.

Batman being too old to know about Among Us would be so thrown off while half the Batfam is laughing in the comms.

And poor Batman thinks Joker set off some laughing gas, but in reality half the Batfamily has broken humor. That even a shape vaguely resembling a crewmate is enough to set a Batfamily member laughing uncontrollably.

Truly Batman would come to have a hate for Among Us after that.

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[emma-is-swaggy-and-epic]

Haven't written in a while and i stg some of you aren't prepared for the fuckin danganronpa x ben shapiro yaoi among us AU fanfic i'm writing this shits gonna be fuckin nuclear

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[elaboratedbee]

As a fellow Bigby lover, I must share my latest thought: I’ve been unable to shake the thought of Bigby being super reluctant to discipline his kids as youngsters. It HURTS to be the one to say no or have to send them to time out, especially when they cry about it. 🫠

idk how i didn't see this but you are sO INCREDIBLY CORRECT

everyone expects bigby to keep his kids on a tight leash and be pretty harsh with them (because does he have another setting?) but they're all very very wrong

bigby literally is obsessed with his kids, but he has a lot of insecurities and anxiety about being a father, which he hates talking about because he's repressed as fuck. he sees himself as a monster, and he's terrified the whole time before becoming a dad that he's going to struggle with staying in control around them, or that he's not going to be around for them like his father wasn't. he doesn't want his kids to turn out like him, he wants them to be better

this basically manifests itself in bigby... being a gigantic softie for his babies

he cannot say no to them for the life of him, especially when they get upset or beg or cry, he gives in 9/10 times which is absolutely awful and just causes more problems because they're used to getting their way lmao.

he is very very soft with them, he's the kind of dad who cannot handle his children growing up whatsoever, he literally carries them everywhere and he hates when he has to step in and discipline them, but he does reluctantly do so when they're fighting with one another. even though he knows logically he is in the right, and would be actively letting them down if he didn't parent them, his insecurities play on their mind when they're upset and he feels like a monster. he feels super guilty whenever they're sad or unhappy with him. it’s pretty funny, because he’s the sheriff, so he should be good at handing out punishments, he’s just not when it comes to his little ones

if anyone comments on his parenting or even WORSE?? his kids behaviour, he literally picks them up and puts them on his hip and becomes that 'don't talk to me or my son ever again' meme because his kid did NOTHING wrong you fuckin prick

bonus: bigby has an extra soft spot for the runt of the litter like his mother did for him (darien calls winter the runt a lot), and would be extra extra soft and always pay them special attention, just giving them a little bit of extra love and protection to make sure they know how loved and cared for they are, maybe taking their side a little more often than is justified :')

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