#nathan prescott x fem!reader

[alessiathepirate]

Life is Strange

WHALES: Nathan Prescott x fem!reader

Summary: Falling asleep next to the person you love the most, while the whales are singing in the background...

Notes: English isn't my first language. I apologize for any mistake I made while I wrote this short story.

Warnings: swearing, hidden references to mental health issues, slight references to sleep disorders

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She found the whale sounds a few months before their relationship took a turn and became something more than simple friendship. If she wanted to be honest she thought it was cute - like hella cute. Imagining him falling asleep to those sounds painted a pretty picture in her head. However, right in the next moment she was full of worry. Did he really needed it to find peace in sleeping?

She brushed it off though, after she saw his embarrassment, and acted like it was nothing. Everyone has their weird habits, right? She never talked to him about it again and seemingly Nathan was okay with it. More like... thankful - as much as he can be.

Later their relationship took turns. Honesty was on the surface, kisses were stolen, feelings were confessed and trust was built... This is where they were now. And it was perfect in it's own way. Sure, it wasn't a flawless, easy relationship. Nathan still had his issues and throwing tantrums about the smallest things weren't unusual. Dating him wasn't easy - it demanded a lot of patience and calmness from her, but it also came with such deep feelings, apologies, the feeling of being safe and loved; that every single moment was worth it.

They were laying in Nathan's bed, her arms tightly around his torso as if she'd be afraid of him disappearing. One of his hands were gently caressing her back, drawing small, imagined circles into her skin.

Their first, but for sure not last night together, in the same bed, in complete comforting silence...

How did they get here?

The girl knocked on Nathan's door not so long ago. She was wearing her pajamas - meaning she walked from the girls' dormitory to his room in it - and she had a small bag on her shoulder. He was angry at first, she could tell. The moment he opened the door she could see the anger in his eyes and that he was ready to punch whoever was in front of the door. However, when he noticed who it was, he smiled. He actually fucking smiled! And it made her heartbeat faster.

"Dana's having a fucking house-party in her dorm, the only fucking time I actually want to sleep." she said with a shy smile. "So... Would you mind if-... You know. I'd stay here tonight?"

He didn't mind, at all.

After a strong and for sure honest "fuck her", he let her in and gently kissed her. The girl smiled. Who would've thought that Nathan Prescott can be such a softie? But all jokes aside, she appreciated and absolutely adored this side of him, mostly because it was something what only existed between the two of them. With her, he really, really wanted to be honest, patient and gentle. And he was. And it was perfect in her eyes even when he didn't think like that about it at all.

"I'll have to get up early if I want to sneak back to my dorm. Like really sneak back... without anyone seeing me." she said after they laid down and she did her best to get as close to him as possible without him feeling forced or uncomfortable.

"You don't have to."

"I know." she smiled. "I'm just so tired of everyone being so damn noisy. Last time I was out with you half of Blackwell knew about it by the morning."

"Fuck them." he said again with sleepy eyes as he kissed the top of her head. "They are just noisy assholes who like to talk. Besides, I can always walk you back there without a problem." he gently touched her waist, making her climb even closer to him. "If I'll want to let you go, that is..."

She let out a small laugh - then she playfully, but carefully punched his arm. "Yeah, I forgot that you can never get in trouble."

Nathan just let out a hum and as she put her head on his chest, she could feel it slightly raising.

"Maybe I should just stay here and get in trouble." she said after a few long moments of silence. "Will you get in trouble with me?" she looked up at him with curious eyes, but the childlike playfulness was still shining behind her irises.

"Or maybe we can go out and get breakfast instead of going to class? How does it sound?"

Damn that smirk, she thought as she got lost in his eyes for a second. That smirk he had when he got both coy and flirty. How his lips curled into a smile... And how no matter he was smirking, his eyes were still shining from childish naught. There was just something so god damn irresistible in it, in his whole presence that she wanted to hate it so bad, yet couldn't.

Her lips curled up into a smile as well. "If we can get waffles, I'm yours."

Nathan just smiled back, letting out a chuckle and nothing could get that smile off his face as he felt her arms around his torso. She was laying her head on his chest again, listening to his hearbeat.

"I like your bedhead."

She just grinned when she heard his words. "Look who's talking." and after a few seconds she added: "And I like how damn comfortable you are."

Everything became quiet after that. Neither of them talked or tried to talk - not like they needed words to understand the other. She was comfortably laying on top of him under the covers, feeling the heat radiating off of their bodies. The only noises they could hear were pretty quiet. It was coming from other students' dorm room and she had a feeling that Warren is up, watching some even for her too bloody, weird ass movies. As Nathan's chest rose and lowered back as he breathed and as his heartbeat sounded so calming, she could feel her eyelids becoming heavier and heavier - and when she felt his hands drawing different figures into her skin, she almost fell asleep.

If she wanted to be honest, Nathan wasn't the only one who had difficulties with falling asleep. She was up most of the nights studying, reading, watching some movies or listening to some music - so she won't hear the loud sounds coming from the others' rooms. Falling asleep is... difficult. There were times when she fell asleep in class or when she walked to school with teary eyes caused by tiredness.

Not these days though - she was tired, that much is true, but she had Nathan by her side who's presence energized her more than she could've ever imagine.

Laying down with him though... it's a comletely different story. It's so damn peaceful and calming.

But suddenly she opened her eyes and sat up, looking at Nathan who looked back at her with sleepy, but questioning eyes.

"Turn on the whale sounds." she said kindly and lovingly - seemingly her words startled him.

"Why would-"

"No, you don't understand!" she interrupted, making him shut up. "I want you to sleep, like actually, peacfully sleep. So turn on the whale sounds... please. It won't bother me!"

Embarrassment - that was all she was able to read from his facial expressions and she got worried for a few moments there, until it turned into adoration.

"Look, Nate, it's fine... I just really want you to get some sleep."

"It doesn't make it less weird or fucked up though. Just- just get some sleep, I'll be fine-"

But she already stood up and walked towards the small shelf to turn on the speaker and a few short moments later, all they could hear was the sounds of the whales. Her lips curled upwards looking at her boyfriends, whose eyes were slightly red from the tiredness; yet he looked at her so lovingly that she felt her cheeks heat up.

When she sat back down next to him, Nathan greeted her with a kiss - what was full of the thankful feelings he couldn't explain, but definitely was able to show. She just gently touched his neck, then dragged her fingers through his hair, carefully playing with it.

"God, what've I ever done to deserve you?"

The sweet question made her heart skip a beat after the kiss ended, both from being touched by the words and being worried - because even after all this time he didn't understand the simple fact that he deserved all the affection and love he got.

She didn't say any of that out loud though - she couldn't explain it the way it needed to be explained. So she just grinned and said: "I hope you meant it as a compliment!"

Nathan just chuckled.

"I'll sure as hell buy you waffles tomorrow."

They layed down again, this time he hugged her as tightly and lovingly as he possibly could - and she was sure he wanted to show how much he appreciated that she didn't only remember, but also accepted his weird, yet cute habit. The duvet was over them, making the position even more comfortable.

The whales were quietly singing in the background - and when Nathan's breathing slowed down, she carefully moved not wake him up, and observed his expressions. He fell asleep. Peacfully, calmly, next to her. She felt happy, because she knew he'll at least get some well deserved rest.

As she looked at him, she had the urge to just climb out of bed and steal his camera, only to take that perfect shot Mr. Jefferson was always talking about. But she knew better then to move - he's probably a light sleeper. This wasn't the right time for experiments.

That night, after three long days, she finally slept well next to the person who she loved the most.

#life is strange #nathan prescott x reader #nathan prescott #life is strange x reader #fem!reader #nathan prescott x fem!reader

[pristinekanesays]

🦋Life Is Strange: With A Sick S/O

🦋 just like the good ol' title, how the crew react when you become sick

🐺 GN!Reader, no specific pronouns are mentioned!

🦋 warnings: swearing, mentions of the reader having a cold & coughing/sneezing a lot, fluff, cute ass stuff, nathan not giving a rats ass tbh

🎧A/N: hey dudes, i'm back and i've been missin' you, feel free to request somethin'! might be a little short and the writing style has changed, feels gooooood to be back >:D.

🦋Chloe Price:

🤍| she'll joke around with you first like 'hey maybe you caught something from that snotty-nosed kid down the street' or laugh and plead that you don't sneeze on her or somethin'.

🤍| but seriously, she's fuckin' freaked especially if you've got a pretty bad cold or cough.

🤍| props to her though, she might be a bit overboard when you're sick but at least she cares.

🤍| she can't cook all that great but hey, if life ain't going so good for you then she'll somehow convince joyce to let you stay (much against davids wishes) and then you can have all the homemade chicken soup you want.

🤍| will still blast her music as loud as she wants unless you have a pretty nasty headache then she'll turn it down a little. (only a little)

🍂Kate Marsh:

🤍| an angel in disguise with the most beautiful white wings, she's there when you need her and will literally jump when you call.

🤍| will ask if your okay (like you literally aren't basically fighting for your life) then shake her head like a disappointed mother when she hears your hoarse voice.

🤍| if you're still trying to attend class or do stuff while you're sick, then she'll be the girl rushing after you and trying to get you back to your dorm.

🤍| i've said this before, kate can definitely cook but if you're not eating then she'll settle for buying fast food you like (because at least you're not dying of starvation).

🤍| checks up on you occasionally but not every second, she acts like if she even turns a lamp on that you'll die on the spot or combust into thin air.

📷 Max Caulfield:

🤍| kinda like warren, refers to you being sick as a 'total bummer' but she doesn't mean it in a way to bash you for being sick, only really to make you laugh or roll your eyes.

🤍| she texts you a few times a day when your sick, to check up on you or to occasionally..send you memes.

🤍| visits you sometimes after class, either to bring you food or just to see if you're still alive and breathin'.

🤍| when she finally gets some time to spend with you, she'll sit down beside you and show you photos that she's taken of you before you got sick. (including the one of you in a banana suit.)

🤍| if you're chilling in her dorm while she's in class, then she'll leave some music discs out for you in case you ever get sick of the silence.

🎭Rachel Amber:

🤍| she's busy cracking jokes half of the time and when you joke back she'll hit you with a 'i'm not the one coughing and sneezing everywhere, am i?'.

🤍| she won't be able to check up on you every second since she's busy with class, drama & the tempest but will still try to make time for you.

🤍| will send you updates about what she's doing though, for example 'at drama lab, still doing good?' or 'class sucks, hope ur okay.'

🤍| she can cook, yeah! but rachel seems like the type of person to eat it out of the tin instead of making it homemade (she's just like me)

🤍| she's kinda like victoria in a way that she loves you but she cannot risk being sick, especially with all the shit she's gotta do.

🎬 Victoria Chase:

🤍| she cares and is definitely worried when you suddenly become sick but tries to pretend that she doesn't, at least not that much.

🤍| she's busy with a lot of stuff so she can't always be there when you need her but she'll try to be.

🤍| so filthy rich that it's mind-blowing, she can buy you whatever, whenever you want it.

🤍| she'll text you after she's done everything she needs to do and her schedule is clear, will ask if you need anything picked up or if you're feeling any better since the last time she saw you.

🤍| okay, if you don't like nathan then i'm sorry!! she's gonna send him to give you stuff or check up on you, even if you guys literally despise each other.

🎮 Warren Graham:

🤍| he's super sweet, so no worries! he'll make sure to check up on you and give you advice whenever you need it.

🤍| doesn't care about getting sick, he's still down to hang whenever and will look at you with an awkward but reassuring smile when you're coughing your ass off.

🤍| he's the type to rub your back bro even if he knows he's gonna catch your nasty ass cold and be stuck in bed for days.

🤍| if you're okay with touch then he'll also hold your hand when he's beside you and tell you that this is gonna pass, so don't worry!!

🤍| he's chill so he might let you get up and do shit but will definitely be scared that you'll just collapse out of nowhere, even if you've only got a painless cold he's still gonna make sure you're okay.

🤍| he didn't get any affection from his father, ever. so it's gonna be hard for him to try and care for you when you're sick.

🤍| sometimes just ends up buying you stuff to make up for not being there when you need him, if you and victoria are on good terms then he'll probably just ask her if she can get you meds or anything else that can help you. (LAZYYY ASSS!!! D:<)

🤍| checks up on you when he can but will try to pretend that he hasn't been fearing for your life the whole time he's been busy, dude it's a cold.

🤍| rich just like vic! he can bring you whatever you want, just ask and he'll tiptoe through that door like a sims 2 burglar with the things you asked for in hand.

🤍| apart from that though, just ask victoria or something if you ever need company because his brain will explode and he'll look at you all dumbfounded 'n shit.

#🤍kane's headcanons #nathan prescott x reader #kate marsh x reader #victoria chase x reader #max caulfield x reader #chloe price x fem!reader #rachel amber x reader #warren graham x reader #lis headcanons #life is strange headcanons #chloe price x reader

[sprainedwriting]

i know you and i like you anyway (1)

chapter 2

nathan prescott x reader ; warren graham x reader

summary: when the pressure and eyes are on you, it’s hard to stay afloat. especially when your not so forgotten best friend comes back into your life. and they are ready to mess up the plans others have for you.

having parents and peers constantly nag you about your grades, interests and lack of an significant other can bring you down. but meeting the new kid in the academy can change at least one of your mocking points.

yn is implied to be afab (lives in fem dorms) but is genderneutral otherwise!

tw/cw: mentions of poverty, mental health issues, canon typical violence, swearing, implied/ref drug use, modern au as in its not 2013, huge canon divergence and messed up time line, obsessive behaviour, possessive behaviour, tell me if i missed smth!

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unlike popular belief nathan prescott did not grow up in arcadia bay. the heir to the prescott name grew up in fort lauderale, florida. his family, from his mother side, lived there. she was able to convince his father to let them live there, bless her soul.

(“it will be good for him! for us! the pressure will destroy him. just look at how kristine treats us.. i don’t want to lose another child.”)

he spend his time at prestigious elementary and middle schools. and at middle school is where he meet you. people started quickly talking about you, simply because you were the only scholarship student. unlike everyone else you didn’t come from money.

your uniform was constantly 3 sizes too big, your hand was constantly raised and when you got anything less than an A there was clear panic on your face. the biggest difference to everyone else were your empty eyes and constant deadpan. seemingly nothing truly got a reaction out of you. there was a boy who tried to, by pulling at your hair and messing up your homework.

you beat him up so bad that the whole class just decided to leave you alone. and fact is, everyone who was near you also got left alone, so nathan was naturally pulled towards you. he wanted nothing more than to be left alone.

middle school was hard, simply because nathan`s problems started to really show, he wasn`t a child anymore who threw temper tantrum’s. he was now a boy with violent emotional outbursts. and quite frankly, children are cruel. getting a rise out of the weird prescott kid was more entertaining than torturing their maids and nanny’s.

because you were the only one who could handle his temper, simply because you didn’t care about it as long as he didn’t touch you, you got paired up for different projects.

and that’s how you meet his family. his father didn’t like you, but he doesn’t even like his own children, so his opinion didn’t matter. his mother and sister loved you, simply because you were very polite. dinners were filled with you being questioned to hell and back while you were trying to eat as much as possible.

“uhhh.. i have an older brother, he’s 2 years older than me…i have a twin brother, too. and another 3 little brothers. my father works at a la…actually he’s unemployed right now. my mother works as a teacher and during the summer break she works..where ever they need someone. what i want to be when i grow up?…middle class.”

meeting you after school was hard, responsibilities which nathan couldn’t even imagine carrying were put on your shoulder.

(“sorry. i have to study and babysit. so sorry, i need to grocery shop and take care of dinner. i wish i could, i have to cut the hair of all my brothers and clean the house. if i don’t pass this test my father will murder me.. i have to study. thank you for being so understanding.”)

to be honest, at first nathan didn’t even want anything to do with you. his mother insisted for him to invite you over. he now knows she pitied you. he now knows, too that you even were able to pull on the heartstrings of his father, because he would ask when you would visit again.

when nathan asked you, why did you have to care for everything, what did your brothers do to help? “have fun, i guess.” he felt angry for you. “how can you just roll over and take it? what the fuck is wrong with you?”

“well, who else would do i? why are you angry? i’m not angry, and i’m the one with the responsibilities.”

nathan learned to love you and the emptiness you carried around.

just like everything good in his life, your friendship (or was it more? it felt like more. he misses you, he misses your mean comments, your eye bags and exhaustion.) ended slowly.

once middle school was over, and he was able to graduate with a dirty record of violent outbursts, which was magically clean once he looked over it. the prescott family moved to arcadia bay. he was enrolled in the blackwell academy.

he found this out at the end of the summer break. to be honest he was getting suspicious, because all his questions regarding the highschool he was supposed to attend were being ignored. his father send him away, his mother smiled at him with sadness, he insisted to go to the same school as you.

“please, don’t forget me at your new cool school.”

“i will NEVER forget you, idiot. you’re the only tolerable person i know.”

the way you smiled at him was still clear in his head. you were beautiful in a way he has never seen, and the older he gets the more he realises he never will see anyone quite as pretty as you.

when nathan is 13 he meets dr. jacoby and starts treatment for the anger he feels. he knows that he fells ptity for him. nathan misses you, when he told you about his father, about the bruises and pressure he is under you simply talk about an escape plan. a way you both will be free from the shackles your family put on you and live happily everafter.

maybe you pitied him, but that would never stop you from treating him normally. you didn’t try to avoid his outburst, his meltdowns, you were always direct to him and never lied. he respected you more than anyone. he sees it in his mother, and relatives, how they dance around him as if he is fragile.

when nathan moved away, the first year he visited every break he could. summer, fall, winter and spring spend together. when he wasn’t there with you, he texted you. sending letters, postcards and hour long phone calls. his father hated this, more than anything.

(“depending not only on someone, but on such a low class person? don’t you know that you’re being used? they only see you as a walking wallet! i will put an end to this.”)

the only time dr. jacoby has seen sean prescott in person is when he expressed his concern regarding a codependent friendship with someone from florida. looking back on it, the doctor realised he was lied to and he was able to convince nathan to stop the contact, the only stable and positive influence in his life.

nathan wishes he could say that he got back in contact with you, that you were best friends again, but life is cruel and he’s a coward. he misses you, more than anything. he thinks he’s obsessed with you, dreams were about you (both dreams and nightmares), his day was spend imagining what you were up to, what you look like now. the silly thing is, nathan has never told anyone about you. victoria knew that he had an ex best friend in florida, but she didn’t know any details, rachel knew he was hung up on someone, jefferson knew that there was someone inhabiting his heart and mind.

and well. the school knew somethings. see, the thing is, when you’re high some things slip out. sometimes you mumble a name once or thrice when you’re passed out, and when you (try) hooking up with someone, you moan the wrong name. more than once. with different people. yeah. when one person claims he said the wrong name it’s one thing, but three? he was in deep shit.

victorias nosiness didn’t help, she wanted all the gory details, but he couldn’t say anything. what was he supposed to say? i fucked it up with the best person, because i couldn’t stand up to my shitty father and useless psychiatrist? sure. part of him was sure that she saw the pictures of you he has in his drawers, in his albums, hidden away.

for a short time nathan thinks he moved on, when he met rachel. she was pretty, smart and nice. she was less than you and much more. and he thinks he’s ok, ok with the distance and unknown which surrendes you. why did all your social media accounts have to be private?

nathan is 18 and it has been nearly 4 years since he has seen you. blackwell turned into the senior focused art academy, just like it was planned. he entered his first year in the 2 year programme and finally he was able to make a name for himself. victoria turned the vortex club into a group for the elite just like how she planned, with nathan’s help. he wasn’t the victim anymore, he finally ruled over the school grounds. summer passed and before he could register it, it was fall break.

it was the last few days and students started to move back into their dorms. the talk right now where the new students attending, some students dropped out because they were catched with drugs on their person, some couldn’t afford the rising tuition prices and others simply moved away because of their parents. nathan couldn’t careless, those who left aren’t close to him, but who is truly close to the prescott heir? he can’t lie though, he lost one of his best customers, or more like frank did.

victoria was in nathan’s dorm room, she was checking out the new student’s. according to her, there were no new people in the girl dorm’s who fit in the vortex club. how tragic. outside on the hallway was some commotion,

“please, move and unlock your door before i decide against helping you with your furniture.” could be heard from the outside, spoken by an unknown voice. the room besides nathan was being occupied. sad. he will miss the privacy and silence. especially now, with furniture being build. fucking hell.

“oh my, hottie alert. two of them even.” victoria was peeking out of his door.

“oh yeah? found some new members?” she hummed, “let’s go over and introduce ourselves. first impressions are everything. before the freaks come and snatch `em away.”

nathan groaned, “give me a minute. i’m still fucking hangover from yesterday. fuck, frank needs to stop stretching his shit or one day i’m going to die, for real.” victoria only chuckled at her best friend.

stepping away from the door she got out here phone and looked herself over in the camera, fixing a few strands and wiping away lipstick which started to smear over her lips. in the meantime nathan got up from his bed, going through his har with his hands and putting on his iconic jacket. with that he left the room, victoria right behind him. looking his door before they make their way over to his new neighbours.

and honestly, he should have expected this, because you always meet someone twice. or that’s what you always said. the door was open, and some guy had his back turned towards them. damn, he’s tall. it’s kinda overkill. turning around, the stranger nearly ran into him and victoria,

“shit! my bad, i didn’t see you there…do we know each other?”

you weren’t who nathan saw when he found out you were back, or more like you were here. in his life. instead, he saw face to face with your twin. the guy was freakishly tall, nathan remembered how small he used to be, now he was over 6 feet tall with clear defined muscles.

nathan with his proud 5`7 feet felt his fragile ego being tested, simply by the fact that some guy he used to know when he was, like, 13 was now way taller than him. and part of him wants to lash out, yell at oliver for not watching where he’s fucking going. but nathan was aware that this would kill any chance of reconciling with you. starting a fight with your brother would immediately put him on your shitlist, even if you hate oliver. sometimes.

(“he’s still my brother. if you talk badly about him again, i’m going to throw you out of this window.”)

“jesus himself could stand before you and you wouldn’t recognise him. stop bothering people, this is the third time you have asked someone this. get your stuff already.” your clearly annoyed voice rang through the room. thankfully this took away n

oliver scratched his head, “man, not my fault i can’t recognise faces for shit. my name’s oliver. nice to meet you guys!”

victoria the angel (or devil) took over the conversation, noticing that nathan was a tiny bit overwhelmed, “hi! i’m victoria and this is my best friend nathan. we just wanted to welcome you to blackwell. if you need any help don’t be afraid to ask us.” she put on her best mask of friendliness. “we are the leaders of the vortex cub, a group for blackwells elite. i’m sure you will fit right in.” taking out a flyer she gave it to him.

reading it over oliver said, “me? for sure. i don’t know about grumpy bear back there.”

“what’s that supposed to mean?”

“you’re my twin, and i love you but you’re mean. like, even teachers are afraid of you. well, i better get going before you throw something at me.” with that oliver left his spot at the door and nathan finally can look at you. you were sitting in the middle of the room, an unfinished shelf laying on the floor and a toolbox was at your side. in one hand you held a screwdriver and in the other hand, raised into the air you held a pillow, obviously ready to throw it.

you look just like he remembered and at the same time it feels like he’s looking at a stranger. you’re not quite as skinny anymore and your eye bags weren’t as dark anymore. wearing a oversized hoodie and jeans, just like when you were a kid. but now he knows it’s probably more a fashion choice instead of only owning hand me downs and extra big clothes to grow into. of course, you still have to be stupidly attractive. now you wear glasses, too.

you lowered the pillow back to the ground, now that your target left. looking down at the shelf you pouted and said in a small voice, “i’m not mean.” your piercing gaze drifted over to victoria and then nathan, “hi, i’m the mean y/n, apparently.” when you saw him, you did a small double take. victoria and her awareness immediately caught that. stupid artists and their eye for details, especially since she has heard that name mumbled many times.

“oh? where are you guys from?” she asked, smiling at you.

“uhh…florida,” when you saw her raise a brow, hinting at waiting more details you continued, “fort lauderdale, to be exact.”

“what a coincidence! nathan here also grew up there. do you perhaps know each other?” the way victoria smiled reminded you of a dog barring it’s teeth in a warning.

nathan knew you and you would play along with whatever lie he went with, but part of him doesn’t want to lie. here’s his chance to actually start a path, to be friends again (or to be more. but you probably hate him, on the other hand who doesn’t?).

“…long fuckin` time no see, y/n.” what a lame way to say hello after nearly 4 years, but it’s not like he can rewind time.

before he could register it he was hit square in the face with the discarded pillow, “what the fuck? what happened to forgive and forget? huh?”

“woah..” only now did nathan register that fucking warren was also in the room, sitting on the bed. the guy was impressed, he never thought he would see someone attack nathan fucking prescott. warren is putting you on a pedestal right now.

“what the fuck are you looking at, loser?” in true nathan fashion he had to lash out at someone and it couldn’t be you. warren quickly put his hands up in surrender, regretting ever speaking.

“no fighting in my room, guys.” oliver returned in his hands two boxes stacked on top of each other. looking at nathan, he said “so i do know you, what kind of unforgivable act did you commit for grumpy to punish you with the pillow of hatred?”

“stop calling me that!”

oliver walked further into the room, dropping his boxes near you and asking you something, in a hushed voice and a language unknown to the others in the room. when you answered his eyes widened in shock.

“the rich kid! of course i remember you, dude. in fact, y/n will forgive you for whatever you did and marry you. so we- you guys can be rich and shit, together.” oliver nodded wisely, while you looked so tired. shaking your head, you simply started to screw around with the screws in the shelf.

quickly dismantling the shelf, you dropped the screws messily on the floor and stood up, pointing to your brother you said, “you’re horrible,” pointing to nathan, “i’m incredibly angry with you,” pointing to both warren and victoria you spoke your last words, “it was nice to meet you both. warren, i will take you up on that offer to show me around.” and then you walked out with the tool box in hand.

“are you finally going to tell the story about y/n?”

“…fuck, i don’t know how to put up any furniture.”

#life is strange #life is strange x reader #nathan prescott #nathan prescott x reader #warren graham #warren graham x reader #life is strange imagine #x reader #nathan prescott imagine #warren graham imagine

[hotxcheeto]

A date at the ocean/beach whole day then it gets late and bioluminescence swim

x Female Goth punk x Nathan reader please

Fluff cute And she is kind sweet and loyal, bit of a smart ass and street smarts.

Doesn’t care for Nathan’s family money. Even though she comes from money too.

━ 𝐁𝐄𝐀𝐂𝐇𝐖𝐀𝐋𝐊

𝙥𝙖𝙞𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙜(𝙨) - Nathan Prescott x Fem!Reader

𝙬𝙖𝙧𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙨 - Cursing, nate and reader teasing each other, kissing, suggestive ig

𝙥𝙧𝙤𝙤𝙛𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙 ? - Yeah/Nope

𝙖𝙪𝙩𝙝𝙤𝙧'𝙨 𝙣𝙤𝙩𝙚 - i got nothing, hope you enjoy!

The sun was setting, slowly, sitting on a bench waiting for Nathan. You knew he'd been having a rough time, it's why you wanted to meet with him. You were his friend, after all.

Then again, after this you might not be.

It was the boy's idea to turn it into a date, not that you minded, almost excited as you crossed your legs looking around, the wind brushing passed making you shiver your shoulders.

It was cool as the night began to show along the sky, oranges and pinks splotched above you. Seagulls squawking as they crossed overhead, footsteps finally beginning to approach you from behind.

"Sorry I'm late. My fucking dad got all up in my shit- fuck." You turned around, watching a very disheveled Nathan look down at his shoe, a piece of gum stuck to the bottom. "Take it easy Nate, it's alright." You watched him scrape it off before standing up and running his hands through his ruffled hair.

"Breathe Nate." You grabbed his shoulders giving him a warm smile. "Now c'mon, I have the perfect place for a night swim." "Could've told me we were swimming." "I texted you, but seems you were a bit busy to respond." You teased, bumping his shoulder slightly while you began your walk towards the edge of the water.

"Don't start." He smiled slightly, both of you quietly laughing as you walked along the shore. "You need to stop listening to him y'know?" "What?" Nathan looked over to you, furrowed eyebrows, but not in any sort of anger. "Your dad, I mean. He's a dick. I say, take as much money as you can and dip. It's what I did."

You laughed quietly, looking at him as he thought while a chuckle passed his lips. Looking over at you, noticing the way the orange sunlight kissed the side of your face. Reflecting off your eyes when you turned to look at him again, meeting his stare.

"Nate... trust me... you don't need him." "Alright enough about Lord Dickwad. You look good." He complimented, glancing down at your dark outfit. "That's quite different from when you used to make fun of me. I'm emo, remember-" "Shut it, y'know I didn't mean that shit." You shook your head as you giggled, taking his hand in yours, though he barely even looked down.

"You promise?" "Promise. Now quit being a bitch and take the compliment." "Always the charmer Prescott." He turned and gave you a white-toothed grin, tugging you a bit closer by your hand.

You both walked silently after that, down the edge of the water, Nathan laughing when you kicked a rock down leaving a splashing path and ripples in the water in its place of destruction.

The sun beginning to fall low beyond the horizon. The cool air brushing passed you both, Nathan though, he barely noticed. Entranced by you nearly the entire walk, not that you didn't know.

"How's school been?" You then asked softly, looking out at the water while he answered. "Rough. Everyone just..." "They don't know you. And you don't let them." He gave you a look making you shake your head, taking in a deep breath and looking off. "I get it, don't say I don't. But you shouldn't keep up the rich boy persona, it makes you look douchey." He shrugged.

"I am a douche, it works." "Eh, well, I beg to differ." He smiled softly at you, squeezing your hand a bit tighter at this. A light coat of pink crossing his cheeks as he looked away and the inky blue-black sky. "It's almost time." "Time for what?" "A biology lesson." Nathan stared at you for a second, blinking while you bit back a smile. "Just trust me."

Nathan nodded but you could see the faux suspicious stare he gave you making you snort. "I'm asking you Natie, trust me." "Never call me that again." "Okay... Natie."

He huffed, squeezing your hand as he shook his head with a smirk. "All will be well Nathan Prescott, until I murder you at least. Don't worry, I'll make it quick." You winked at him hearing his laughter, the sound swelling your heart only making your cheeks hurt from the expression on your face.

"Whoa." Nate's eyes practically lit up, they did in actuality, at the glow of the ocean. "The fungi and algae glows, it's happening all up and down the coast. That time of the season." You scared at the glowing water, letting go of his hand to climb up onto the rock, looking down at the liquid sloshing and crashing against the hard earth.

"Why?" "Bioluminescence you moron. Happens everywhere in certain areas, a chemical causes the glow in the bodies of the algae and fungus. It's like cause and effect." You kicked off your shoes and socks before standing up, staring at him as you began lifting your shirt, throwing into onto a nearby rock exposing the black bra underneath.

You then reached down to your skirt and tights, pulling them down at the same time. "This is the swim spot, and if you keep gawking, I'll give more biology lessons and we can turn this into a study time. Unless, you wanna start getting undressed?" The sunlight had disappeared but the light from water now replaced it. Glowing off your skin and smile as you kept your eyes on him.

"Natie?" "Ye-yeah." He practically ripped off his jacket before tossing it near your clothes. Watching in awe as you jumped into the glowing water. Illuminated like it was just another pool, he climbed onto the rock you were just standing on, looking down at you while your eyes were already on him. "Are you coming in Prescott? Or do I have to come up there and push you in?"

It wasn't long before all his clothes were off besides his boxers, jumping from the rock and into the cool water. "Finally, thought you were never gonna join me, then I'd have to swim alone and that's quite... boring." You wrapped your arms around his neck, his own finding your waist and holding you tightly.

"I've had a pretty good time, Nathan. I'm glad you decided to ditch all your rich boy activities to hang out with the emo." "Will you quit with that shit." He pushed you off but you only gave him a teasing look. "We're friends, more than if we're counting this. Let me have a little fun, besides I know you love me." You set the calf of your leg on his bare shoulder, floating against the ocean, laying your head back on the surface.

"You're lucky I don't drown you." "You wouldn't, because I understand you." You spoke dramatically, moving to stand again. "Besides I'm way too cool to kill off." You kissed him cheek before he grabbed you up and tossed you into the water. Hearing your giggles and you resurfaced.

"You're such a dick." "You love me." "Some days." You splashed him, swimming backwards when he splashed back. He then grabbed your ankle pulling you back causing a ripple effect on the water. "Jesus!" "Don't be an ass." "Well then don't be a dick." You smiled, holding his shoulders for support when he pulled you from the water. Forcing you to look down at him, a strange glint in his eyes.

"Nate, I'm glad you listening to my very generous ask to come out." "It was more of a threat." You put a finger over his lips, signaling him to be quiet making him laugh. "Shh, we don't talk about that part." You both then went quiet, the little sparkle in his eyes not fading, almost growing as you realized your faces were only inches away, if that. His breathe fanning your lips smelling fresh, like he'd just brushed his teeth a little while ago.

"Nate... you should kiss me." He only nodded, breathless before doing a thing. Leaning in and kissing you, hard, taking your own breath away. His lips were chapped, the boy tasting of toothpaste and saltwater. It made your head spin when he pulled away, face pressed against his. "Finally." "Shut it, or I will drown you." "You wouldn't dare." "Try me."

A/n: my back be hurtin

#nathan prescott #nathan prescott x reader #life is strange x reader #life is strange #lis #lis remastered #dontnod #nevy writes

[fanfic-compass]

Masterlist

~Cahir~

Nsfw Alphabet

Traditions ~Cahir x Fem!Reader

~Nathan Prescott~

Just One Kiss ~Nathan Prescott X Reader

~George Weasley~

Doubt ~ George Weasley x Fem!Reader

~Headcanons/Oneshots~

Debt ~ Richard Horne x Fem!Reader

Dragon Age Inquisition~Cole x Reader Headcanon

Intrigued ~ Human Alastor (Hazbin Hotel) x Reader

Deal? ~ Alastor (Hazbin Hotel) x Reader

#masterlist #gaming #movies #netflix #Hazbin Hotel #witcher #harry potter #george weasley #cahir #the witcher #alastor hazbin hotel #reader #cahir mawr dyffryn aep ceallach #cahir x reader #character #fiction

[actuallysaiyan]

Event Masterlist II

Started on: 03/07/2022 Updated on: 02/03/2024 Number of works: 53

My Life in Naruto(Baki edition)

My Life in Naruto(Madara edition)

My Life in Naruto(Itachi edition)

My Life in Dragon Ball(Gohan edition)

My Life in Ranma 1/2(Ranma edition)

My Life in Dragon Ball(Android 17 edition)

My Life in Dragon Ball(Vegeta edition)

My Life in Naruto(Orochimaru edition)

My Life in Naruto(Kakashi edition)

136 with Son Goku x Fem!Reader

1 with Kakashi Hatake x Fem!Reader

81 with Megumi Fushiguro x Fem!Reader

27 with Kyojuro Rengoku x Fem!Reader

22 with Giyu Tomioka x Fem!Reader

1 with Agedup!Inosuke Hashibira x Fem!Reader

115 with Tengen Uzui x Fem!Reader

38 with Agedup!Denji x Fem!Reader

28 with Giyu Tomioka x Fem!Reader

43 with Shikamaru Nara x Fem!Reader

74 with Tengen Uzui x Fem!Reader

22 with Vergil x Fem!Reader

69 with Aki Hayakawa x Fem!Reader

3 with DMC3!Dante x Fem!Reader

137 with Nathan Prescott x Fem!Reader

4 with Vegeta x Fem!Reader

54 with Sasuke Uchiha x Fem!Reader

52 with Vergil x Fem!Reader

3 with Trunks x Fem!Reader

5 with Raditz x Fem!Reader

5 with Bardock x Fem!Saiyan!Reader

SFW!5 with Sidon x Fem!Hylian!Reader

7 with Reno Sinclair x Fem!Reader

3 with Tengen Uzui x Fem!Reader

7 with Vegeta x Fem!Reader

SFW 4 with Son Gohan x Fem!Reader

4 with Dante x Fem!Reader

SFW 5 with Nanami Kento x Fem!Reader

6 with Fushiguro Megumi x Fem!Reader

3 with Son Gohan x Fem!Reader

Prompt 6(Yamcha x Male!Reader)

Prompt 15(Ganondorf x Fem!Reader)

Prompt 2 and 3(Sukuna x Fem!Reader)

Prompt 5 and 10(College!Yuji x Fem!Reader)

Prompt 14(Goku Black x Fem!Reader)

Prompt 5(College!Denji x Fem!Reader)/Prompt 12(Aki Hayakawa x Fem!Reader)

Prompt 15(Itachi x Fem!Reader!)

Prompt 12 and 16(Jeice x Fem!Reader)

Giyu Tomioka Valentine

Turles Valentine

Son Gohan Valentine

Byakuya Kuchiki Valentine

Vergil Valentine

Itachi Uchiha Valentine

SDV Sebastian Valentine

Yamcha Valentine

Nanami Kento Valentine

#bacon.masterlist #event masterlist 2 #naruto #dragon ball #ranma 1/2 #devil may cry #chainsaw man

[casualwriters]

Request open/ send them please | Prompts !!

Peaky Blinders

Raising a little girl with John Shelby

Being Luca sugar baby 

Finn Shelby with a S/O who part of the Circus 

Beautiful in all shapes Bonnie 

Finn with a Naive S/o 

Boys dating someone who is Def 

Hogwarts Moodboard 

Protester John Shelby 

Jealousy Finn Shelby 

Telling Micheal your Pregnate 

Outerbanks 

JJ Catching you Dancing 

Them with a Shy Chubby S/O 

Topper dating there S/o who struggles with PTSD 

Outerbanks in Percy Jackson House Moodboard   

JJ being mad when he see you with Topper 

The Lost Boys 

Polly Lost Boys X Nonbinary reader who has piercings and tattoos 

Rainy day Polly Lost Boys X Female reader 

There S/o who lost someone close to them 

Full Moon Gone wrong Paul x Reader 

Eddie munson S/o being apart of The Lost boys 

The lost Boys with a werewolf partner 

Lost boys going to the murder house 

being the oldest Emerson sibling and sneaking out to see Paul.

Horror and More  

Polly  Lost boys with piercings and Tattoos 

Slasher with a tall S/o 

Billy Loomis liking Stu Older sister. 

slasher taking there s/o home when there drunk

Slasher characters s/o dealing with rascism

Slasher falling for there S/O who a mermaid 

Slasher character with a demon S/O

Jason Dean with a naive s/o

playing in the leafs with Walter De’ville 

Being the third De’ville bride 

Rise of the pink ladies  

‘‘ Best friends “ Richie x fem reader 

Sons of Anarchy 

S/o being Ima sister and dating Happy 

Video Games

Drawing a portrait of them ( Life is strange ) 

( Nathan Prescott ) S/o who has bad anxiety 

Josh Washington  prompt ( Until Dawn ) 

Noise kisses { life is strange 2 }

 Euphoria 

single mother | Fez x reader WARNING ABUSE   

Enemies  | Elliot x female reader 

Stranger things 

( Billy Hargrove | I Won’t go away 

Billy with a Witchy s/o 

Shoot to Thrill Billy x female reader 

Sleepy cuddles with there s/o

American Horror Story 

Ahs characters when someone flirt with there S/O

Austin Sommers  with a male musician mate 

Marvel & Dc Fandom

Dancing in the rain - Bucky Barnes 

Claimed as mine (mid smut )   - Bucky Barns  

Kara Danvers helping you out of a meltdown [ Autistic reader]

Love on the Line of fire ~ Roy Harper

The outsiders

"child hood friend" Dallas winston

Female gang meeting the boys

Reading to Sodapop after a long day

The witcher

Arrange marriage drabble / Cahir

Baulder Gates 3

Oh yeah, we're parents ( Gale X Teifling fem reader)

My favorite Tav's Moodboards

Suprise Vistor - Halsin

#the lost boys #stranger things #until dawn #the walking dead game #peaky blinders #euphoria #tv shows #marvel au #the avengers #heathers 1989 #marvel mcu #baulders gate 3

[bowieandqueen11]

Home / Kate Marsh Imagine

Request: You write for Life is Strange?? You're my hero! Can you do a Kate Marsh x fem reader? It may sound weird but they could be crying together, you know? They both had a bad day and they both comfort each other? Only if you're comfortable of course. Hope this makes sense, thank you :)

Aww thank you so much @unknidthots, I LOVE the Life is Strange games so much, the second one genuinely made me cry like a baby every single second ahhh

Warning - a smidge of strong language!

(I do not own Life is Strange or its characters, all rights go to creators. Gif credit goes to @gamingladies.)

☆.。.:*・°☆.。.:*・°

It wasn’t often that Arcadia Bay ever managed to feel like... well, like home.

Today. Well, today it felt like Arcadia Bay was trying to suck all the air out of your lungs. If it wasn’t Mr Jefferson calling you out in front of your whole photography class for not handing your polaroid for the ‘Everyday Heroes’ contest, it was the way that strange security guard seemed to follow your every footstep through the hallways. Ever since that terrible video of Kate had begun to go viral, David Madsen had found every conceivable excuse to not just harass her, but to also follow you around the Academy with a big scowl on his face, and a strange clench in his fists.

As your feet pounded down past the courtyard’s fountain, you tugged your backpack further up your back so it stopped slouching uncomfortably against your hip. The wind whipped across your face, the sweet and mellow sound of birdsong erupting from the treelines like crashes of thunder - their multitude clashing as if warning of impending disaster. 

But you just kept marching, trying to stop the tears burning in the corners of your eyes as you felt Nathan Prescott and his gang of bullies stop chatting underneath the oak trees and turn to glare at you. You just ignored them all: the laughter of the skaters as they brushed past your arms and skidded over the edge of the railing, straight into the bush by the road (which made Justin erupt into doubling laughter), the warm sunlight that seemed to only illuminate Brooke’s drone into something even more other-worldly as it zipped past your head, the easy joy of Hayden as he lounged on the crunchy grass with the rest of the Vortex Club. The flimsy posters of Rachael Amber that still half-hang stapled to every available inch of notice board and light poles someone had obviously been so desperate to find. No, you just shield your eyes and brush off a few of the honey leaves that float down to kiss your eyes, choosing instead to move away from the open air and back to the comfort of the imposing arch windows that lined the girls’ dormitories.

Returning to the only place - to the only person in this strange, swirling, forgotten town that felt like home.

You knocked on her door, but that felt more like formality now than anything. You were the only person to ever visit Kate Marsh - the occurrence happening almost daily that she just doesn’t bother to lock her door anymore. As you slip in the door, you can’t help but find yourself smiling at the Kate has left the book you kept asking to borrow from her by the door. She’s still sitting in the same position you had left her in the morning, perched over her desk and using the slim rays from the window to pour over her favourite passage of her Bible. She hasn’t quite noticed you’ve arrived yet, her highlighter trembling in her right hand as she uses her left hand to grasp tightly on the Cross around her neck.

She nearly jumps out of her skin when you cross over the carpet and press a kiss against the side of her cheek.

‘Oh! Hey Y/n’, she whispers, turning to try and smile at you, but managing only to raise her lips into a straight line. ‘I-I’m sorry I didn’t hear you come in. I was so lost in my thoughts, but I...I’m glad you’re here now. I’m sorry I left you alone in class, I hope Victoria wasn’t too bad today.’

‘Oh don’t worry’, you murmur, stroking back a curl of hair that had stubbornly unfurled itself from her bun and tucking it back behind her ear, ‘today it was Mr. Jefferson’s time to be an asshole.’

Kate began to turn peach, the tips of her ears burning red as you shook your head and tried to stop yourself from giggling. ‘Sorry, language.’

‘It’s...it’s okay. Mr. Jefferson can be - not nice’, Kate starts, reaching up to brush her nose against your own and sigh. ‘I really am sorry I wasn’t there. I just couldn’t face the Vortex Club today.’

‘Honestly, Kate, it’s okay. I don’t blame you at all. I can’t - I never liked seeing them before this whole stupid video thing, so I can’t even imagine how you feel.’

Kate just grows quiet, the grip on her necklace growing tighter. But you don’t miss the slight wobble of her chin as she turns to look back at her Bible, before closing it slowly and scooting her chair back. Shrugging off her jacket and allowing it to fall back onto the wood, a prism of light seemed to beam through the open window and dance ethereally across her face as she rose to hug you, cupping her hand around the back of your head. Both, it seemed, desperately trying to break, in their own little ways.

‘Thank you. Y/n. You really are an angel sent to keep me happy.’

She seemed almost bashful as you wrapped your arms around your waist and squeezed, but the smile on her face gave away how much she meant her words as the two of you pulled apart for a moment. ‘And you, Kate Marsh’, you start, pressing a kiss against her nose, which scrunched up when she felt your tender lips against her skin, ‘deserve just as much praise and love as me. Now come on, I think a day like this calls for warm cups of tea and staying in, don’t you?’

Kate nods, wonder in her eyes as steps away from her desk and heads towards the bed. You wander off in the opposite direction, moving off towards the small kettle she keeps on top of her main chest of drawers. You lift the top off her fern pot of jasmine tea bags, lighting up at the way Kate has begun to hum a little melody to herself - you recognised it as the strumming caress of notes that had reverberated down from Max’s room this morning. It made you feel a little better in your heart to know that Kate, if only haunted by euphony, wasn’t wholly alone while you were away.

You walk back towards her with the two steaming cups in your hands, collapsing easily down onto the small bundle of blankets Kate has tried to arrange into a cosy little nest on her small bed. She’s sitting cross legged beside you, clutching a pillow to her chest, but she still thanks you for the drink as you hand it to her. With her free hand she reaches out to tangle her fingers within your own, resting them on her skirt as she takes a drink. For once, she seemed so calm - some kind of peace radiating from her soul and making her shine against your side as the two of you huddled together and just enjoyed the company.

There was an easy silence in the air, the only sound for a while your syncing sips, the clatter of empty mugs left orderly on her bedside table, and the scratching of a squirrel that ran across the window pane. Despite how joyous the sun seemed, how wistful the trees seemed to be as they flowed through the air and spread the light across the cold pavement below, you could feel the sadness Kate was trying to hid radiate off her skin. Her knee bumped against your own as it rested on top of your jeans, twitching in anxiety despite your presence. You know she wanted to say something, by the way she stopped looking out the cross hatched windows up at the clouds and closed her eyes, letting her head drop onto your shoulder.

‘The day shouldn’t seem so sweet,’ she finally manages to mumble out, ‘everything shouldn’t feel the same, when they’ve all been so cruel.’

‘Oh Kate’, you whisper, running your free hand down the side of her cheek, surprised to find a few tears meeting your skin. You rest your fingers gingerly against the dip of her chin, and she nudges against you in return. You can’t help but sniffle too; you’re so heartbroken for this girl sitting, leaning, desperate for love and care and the comfort she has spent her life so rightfully deserving. You felt your breath catch in your throat as you tried to speak again, choosing in that moment to give her a tight hug instead.

‘Kate... Kate, I know everything is so scary at the moment, but you’re allowed to feel it all. Life can still be happy, even when it’s strange... I just- I’ll sort this out, Kate, I promise. We’ll sort this out, together, because I love you, okay? I care about you so much, and I’m not going to leave you to go through all this alone.’

You can feel her fiddling with the bottom of your sleeve, trying to ground herself again. 

‘Plus, if it makes you feel better, Warren let me borrow his weird hard drive again, so we can stay up late watching shows again.’

‘I still have an essay due for class tomorrow’, Kate mutters, but you can hear the humour start to poke through behind her hoarse voice.

‘Kate, sweetheart, tomorrow’s Saturday.’

She finally breaks, pressing a hand to her mouth to try and stop herself from giggling through the tears. She can’t help it though, tucking her head into your neck until her chuckles tickle against your shoulder. You bunch your hand against the back of her shirt, laughing along with her until the both of you were gasping for a breath you couldn’t catch.

‘Thank you. Y/n.’ She tilts her head up until her chin is resting against the bottom of your shoulder, her blue-bells eyes glancing up at you with still new-fangled amazement. ‘Although the last few weeks have been hard... I’m so glad I came here. That I met you. I was so, so lonely before, but now I finally feel as if I’m starting to find a new path for myself. A new home, where I finally belong.’

You kiss the top of her hair, stroking back the strands and rocking the two of you gently back and forth.

‘Me too, Kate. Me too.’

#life is strange #life is strange imagine #kate marsh #kate marsh imagine #lis #kate marsh x reader #kate marsh fluff #lis imagine #kate life is strange #kate lis #life is strange 1

[slasherscream]

                                 CHARACTER LIST/RULES

WHAT I’LL WRITE: 

nsfw and sfw

any (insert race/ethnicity/particular thing) for reader

any gender pronouns/identity

delicious polyamory content

dubcon

yandere/darker material 

WHAT I WON’T WRITE:

incest

pedophilia

RAPE!!! do not ask me for this, seriously

scat/watersport/spitting

character match-ups

supernatural, superhero, mutant, creature, etc. readers. 

CHARACTERS:

arvin russell (devil all the time)

dani ardor (midsommar)

dennis rafkin (13 ghosts)

david mccall (fear 1996)

billy loomis

brahms heelshire

ben hargreeves (umbrella academy)

beth washington (until dawn)

carrie white

candyman

charles lee “chucky” ray

claudia (interview with the vampire -platonic only-)

chris hartley (until dawn)

emily davis (until dawn)

ginger fitzgerald (gingersnaps)

hannibal lecter (1991)

jason dean/jd

jennifer check

jordan li (gen v)

josh washington (until dawn)

jessica riley (until dawn)

jim (28 days later)

kevin khatchadourian

louis de pointe du lac (interview with the vampire)

lestat de lioncourt (interview with the vampire)

mike munroe (until dawn)

matthew taylor (until dawn)

mrs. lovett (sweeney todd)

nancy downs (the craft)

norman bates (1960)

pelle (midsommar)

patricia (split)

robert neville (i am legend)

sidney prescott

stu macher

sweeney todd

sandie collins (last night in soho)

shane walsh (the walking dead)

samantha giddings (until dawn)

tatum riley

tiffany valentine

v (from v for vendetta)

yautja (predator films)

+ feel free to request new characters but be patient because i’ll probably have to watch the movie they’re from first

NON-SLASHER/HORROR CHARACTERS: 

hellboy (2004)

abe sapien (2004)

sebastian valmont (cruel intentions)

I DO NOT WRITE FOR:

michael myers

bubba sawyer

nubbins sawyer 

chop-top

drayton sawyer

freddy krueger

baby Firefly

captain spaulding

otis driftwood

CHARACTER COLLECTIONS:

crazy ass boys gang consists of:

billy loomis, jordan li, kevin khatchadourian, stu macher, jd/jason dean, sebastian valmont, nathan prescott, josh washington, david mccall, sparrow!ben hargreeves, pelle, and occasionally arvin russell.

crazy ass girls gang consists of:

tiffany valentine, jennifer check, carrie white, nancy downs, jordan li, ginger fitzgerald, sandie collins, and occasionally, patricia (from split)

crazy ass husbands gang consists of:

hannibal lecter, shane walsh, norman bates, v (from v for vendetta), candyman, joel miller, robert neville, lestat de lioncourt, jim (28 days later), abe sapien, bo sinclair, vincent sinclair, lester sinclair

i do headcanons and scenarios. specify which you’d like when you send your request or i’ll wind up picking for you. for headcanons you can request up to FOUR characters per ask. you can, of course, send the same request for a different character. 

vague requests are EXTREMELY low priority and i probably won’t write them at all  ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ . they drain me on a creative level (example. tiffany valentine x gender neutral reader) (example 2. headcanons for hellboy x fem!reader). 

i write original content off of tumblr and with every passing year i have less time to write for this blog. having to come up with ideas constantly is how this blog goes without any updates for months at a time. i get burnt out creatively very easily and i will always prioritize diverting brain power towards my original writing if this blog drains me. do with that information what you will.

more detailed requests for the longevity of this blog encouraged (example. chucky x reader and how they make up after a fight)

like my blog? my cashapp and kofi are both slasherscream

#masterlist #rules #slasher imagines #slasher x reader #scream imagines #heathers imagines #lost the first post i made about this but whatever it's fine it's fine #gotta make this place organized for ......mobile users bc i love y'all

[alessiathepirate]

WHALES: Nathan Prescott x fem!reader

Summary: Falling asleep next to the person you love the most, while the whales are singing in the background…

Warnings: swearing, hidden references to mental health issues, slight references to sleep disorders

#life is strange #life is strange x reader #nathan prescott #nathan prescott x reader #nathan prescott x fem!reader #fluff

[pristinekanesays]

🦋Life Is Strange: How It's Like Sleeping Next To Them.

🦋 some sappy headcanons 'cause im bored

🐺 GN!Reader, no specific pronouns are mentioned!

🦋 warnings: cutesy romantic stuff eugh, swearing, nathan's dad being a sexist asshole, nightmares.

🎧A/N: I bought Before The Storm but I'm not a big fan of the Remastered versions of Life Is Strange, it just doesn't feel the same? I love the blank faces while someone is literally dying.

🦋Chloe Price:

♡ Usually wakes up on her stomach but falls asleep on her back.

ツIt's literally a nightmare to sleep beside her, she snores, turns and tosses the whole night and talks in her sleep.

♡ Listens to music while she falls asleep, headphones in or playing on her radio alarm clock.

ツSurprisingly, not a blanket stealer, she literally kicks any sort of warmth off of her at night because she moves around so much.

♡ Nightmares, in Before The Storm and Life Is Strange, they're just not as vivid and real as they were before. She wakes up and checks if you're still there, it's comforting for her to see you asleep.

ツIt's rare for her to fall asleep at a healthy time and even if she does, she'll wake up A LOT during the night.

♡ She tends to sleep in a lot and accidentally (sometimes purposely) leaves people/you on read because she rarely hears the notifications.

ツHeavy sleeper.

🍂Kate Marsh:

♡ Falls asleep on her back and wakes up on her back.

ツShe's like a calm mother bird, will play with your hair and you can't tell me she wouldn't fucking softly sing you to sleep. (oh my god)

♡ It helps her sleep when you're there, she likes looking at you and thinking about how grateful she is.

ツWill talk to you for hours when she should really be sleeping, talking about her drawings, classes or the bird she saw like last month.

♡ She tries to make sure to fall asleep at a healthy time, she plans her day out but is sometimes so busy studying that she completely forgets.

ツDepends on the day if she's a blanket stealer that night, if it's warm, she sees no need for any blankets but if it's freezing cold then you're the one suffering.

♡ Light sleeper, like you get up and suddenly she's getting up with you.

📷Max Caulfield:

♡ Falls asleep on her side or her back but always wakes up on her back.

ツIt's not that bad sleeping next to Max, she'll maybe move a little during the night but nothing super major.

♡ HUGE blanket stealer, she knows what she's doing and will just smile and laugh if you confront her.

ツShe'll decide on sleeping then suddenly she needs to look something up or study and forgets that she needs sleep to survive until an hour or so later.

♡ Falls asleep pretty easily but if she can't she'll just wait a few minutes then go on a whole rant about her day and how she was hanging with Chloe the whole time.

ツSort of a light sleeper, if you need to go anywhere you've gotta crawl there or something.

🎭Rachel Amber:

♡ Falls asleep on her side and wakes up on her back.

ツLike Victoria, she has a whole routine before bed. Skincare, posting and scrolling through her socials, listening to music.

♡ Not a blanket stealer thankfully but she can be though depending on the temperature.

ツShe can also spend hours talking to you like Kate does, mainly talking about how drama's going for her or how badly she wants to leave Arcadia Bay.

♡ She mainly sticks to her healthy sleep schedule with no interruptions unless something major happens, like when she found out her dad was cheating on her mom. (pretty understandable.)

ツShe's a heavy sleeper, you gotta shake her a few times like she's a fucking salt shaker.

🎬 Victoria Chase:

♡ Oh jesus, she sleeps in ANY position like she could be hanging off the bed and still fall asleep. Mostly falls asleep on her back though, wakes up basically on the floor.

ツTakes hours doing her skincare and her skin is honestly GLOWING afterwards, face masks, expensive ass skin creams in those teeny tiny bottles, soft music playing in the background.

♡ BLANKET STEALER, BLANKET STEALER! Like she'll pull the blanket off of you while you're still awake and act extremely confused when you look at her with an annoyed look.

ツShe can maybe gossip a little before she falls asleep halfway during the conversation, you know because she starts sleep talking about the most random shit.

♡ Sticks to her sleep schedule, no matter what. Like there could be a whole loud ass fight in the hall but she just rolls her eyes or picks a fight with them before falling asleep.

ツHeavy sleeper, she has to set a shit ton of alarms and only you/Nathan know because she's really embarrassed about it.

🎮Warren Graham:

♡ Dorky dork who falls asleep on his stomach and wakes up on his back or halfway off of the bed.

ツRoutine? Skincare? Nah, he's just a natural cutie.

♡ Moves a lot during the night and accidentally smacked the shit out of you once during the night, he was actually worried but nervously laughing the whole time, sleep talks a lot about the funniest, weirdest shit ever.

ツNah, not a blanket stealer.

♡ Shitty fucking sleep schedule, he's always up studying or playing video games and you'll wake up at 4AM and he's still playing or he's somehow fell asleep with the controller still in his hands.

ツOn a good day, he'll be asleep by 2:30AM but on a bad day he's probably pulling an all nighter.

♡ Heavy sleeper, like scream in his ear and his body will shift a little but he's (still) asleep

🧨Nathan Prescott:

♡ Can't believe I feel bad for this man but he'll pick a position and stick with it the whole night.

ツHis dad's a fucking asshat who told him doing skincare as a man is bad, but he takes care of his skin privately and feels really guilty about it after.

♡ Okay, everyone I write for has to hold you or be held in some way while sleeping but Nathan is on a WHOLE different level. An arm wrapped tightly around you that won't move no matter what, his head tucked into your neck or his leg wrapped around your waist. (no, no..why is he attractive??)

ツNightmares, really terrifying nightmares that are so fucking specific and vivid. He wakes up shaking and goes back to sleep (if he ever does) shaking.

♡ Blanket? Fuck your needs, the blankets his now.

ツHORRIBLE SLEEP SCHEDULE?! Like he's up at 5AM smoking weed and slumped over a chair with his eyes closed.

♡ All nighters sometimes, normally falls asleep at 4AM or later. (teach him how to sleep, wtf.)

ツLight sleeper, he wakes up immediately when he hears you moving and instantly thinks you're gonna leave and become a banana or something (dumbass dude)

#🤍kane's headcanons #nathan prescott x reader #kate marsh x reader #victoria chase x reader #max caulfield x reader #chloe price x fem!reader #rachel amber x reader #warren graham x reader #lis headcanons #life is strange headcanons

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A fic w a drunk Nathan pls, maybe the reader and him r already in a relationship and he shows up at her dorm or something? Thx!❤️

A/N; Writing this was so fun! Sorrythat it took so long, but I hope you like that one!NathanPrescott x fem!readerDrunk Warnings; fluff, myenglish You were sitting in your room writing an essayfor class, trying not to think about your fight with Nathan. It wasa ridiculous argument about talking with classmates – beacuse youboth were getting jealous easily. When you were in the middle of thework you’ve heard a knock. You opened the door looking at the personwho was standing in front of you.- Hi baby. - he was smilingand obviously drunk. - What are you doing here?- Uh, helloDrunkie, I think I should be the one that’s suppose to ask thisquestion.- I’m not drunkie okay? - he said walking into yourroom, still smiling. You sat on the couch looking at him. - I’m justvisiting my beautiful and smart, and lovely girlfriend. Can’t I?-Hmm, I was thinking that you are going to say sorry, ‘cause weargued, remember?He frowned and looked at teddy bear he gaveyou.- What have I done Mr. Ilikehoney? - he said with a panic inhis voice. - Now your mommy and daddy will be divorced. What have Idone?You laughed when he hugged the bear comforting him.- Whyare you laughing? That’s not funny. - he pouted.- You’re just soadorable when you’re drunk. - you said kissing him on the top of hishead.- That wasn’t even real kiss. You laughed and kissed himon the lips.- You’re lucky I love you Nate.- I’m and I loveyou too, sweetheart. - he said hugging the bear tightly.Howcan you be mad at him when he was so drunk and adorable?

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Nathan Prescott x Fem!Reader ~ Colors

The smoke lingers in the air only for a short moment before the wind blows the grey cloud away. Absently you wipe away the ash, which is falling on your knee from the cigarette that dangles dangerously between your lips.

A loud noise brings you back into the reality. One of the new kids probably lost a bet and had to activate the fire alarm. It happens quite often.  

The burning end of your cigarette lights once more as you inhale the smoke. You are not even thinking about leaving your favorite spot. The stairs in front of the back door of the school is a lonely place. Not even Samuel comes back here very often. It’s your time to be alone for a bit… until yet.

The door gets pushed open roughly. You are not fast enough to make space for the hurried visitor. The person bumps into you. “Hey!”, you exclaim extremely pissed, but your next words get stuck in your throat.  

Just a few inches away lies a gun on the stairs. A real weapon on the campus. Without a word the boy picks up the gun to shove it back into the safety of his red jacket. Clear blue eyes meet your [E/C] ones. You notice no color in them. Not a sign that these orbs are actually alive. Not a single feeling in them except for pure panic. Just dead blue eyes.

Neither of you says a word, but both of you know you saw the gun. “Want to take a puff?”, you break the ice cold silence, while you hold out your cigarette for the boy to grab. Nathan clenches his hands even tighter into fists. His knuckles are completely white by now.

“Cat got your tongue? … Or is the infamous Nathan Prescott afraid of smoking?”, a slight smirk appears on your lips matching to your mocking tone. “I don’t even know you!”, his mind is still racing, which results in being unable to form more than a single stupid sentence.

Your challenging pose triggers his arrogance. Nathan takes the cigarette with his free hand. Like you a few moments ago he releases a cold grey cloud. The two of you stare at each other through the smoky air, which makes the situation a bit mysterious. You are still waiting for a warning or his usual “I will sue you”-line, but after his first puff he seems more relaxed.

At least that’s what his dead blue eyes tell you. “That’s not a cigarette”, Nathan states after another moment. You give him a slight shrug, “I never said it’s one.” He doesn’t make attempts to give you back your Mary Jane.  

“You know you are chilled more fun, Prescott”, you are ready to continue with your probably shitty day. Nate grabs your arm to stop you from walking away, “If you say a word about what you saw I …” Bored you roll your eyes and interrupt him, “You’ll sue me and my family. Get yourself a few new lines, Prescott.” Matching to your sarcasm you take back your “cigarette”. It finds its old spot between your lips as you make your way back to your dorm.  

Of course you can feel his blue eyes on you. It’s probably the first time someone spoke back to him like you just did. To be honest you never saw such lifeless eyes. Somehow you want to fill them with colors and emotions. Even if you are not sure Nathan makes it to the day he gets twenty years old with this dangerous lifestyle of his. Such a shame for those beautiful but dead blue eyes…

Nathan grabs the strap of his camera tighter. Since three people saw him with a gun his mind is racing nonstop. He almost feels the pressure on his shoulders. It’s like a weight that drags him down into the darkness.

Suddenly Nathan stops mid-step as something or better said someone catches his full attention. You are lying on the grass with your own camera in your hands. The light shines on your [H/C] hair in a certain way that lures him in. Nate never payed attention to colors and light in pictures, but right now he feels inspired. There is a need to freeze time with help of a photo. Not his usual black white ones. A picture that lives because of the colors.

Without noticing Nathan comes closer until you notice his presence. “Prescott”, you greet him still focused on your camera. “[L/N]”, he responses in the same tone. Not even a bit surprised you raise your head to see what he wants. The sunlight blinds you for a second so you shield your eyes with your hands to get a better look at him.

It might be the light but he seems more alive for a second. “You did your research. Good but not necessary. I didn’t say a word to anyone about your… toy”, you get back to your work taking more pictures. For a brief moment anger washes over Nathan. Why does his reputation keep haunting him? He is way more than this … at least he was once more than his reputation, but that’s a long time ago.

Insecure Nate wipes his sweaty hands on his jeans. His head doesn’t work the way it used to do. Not a single word comes over his lips. “You are still here, Prescott…”, you comment his stand by modus amused. Only one glimpse at his face tells you to keep your sarcasm low.

Nathan, who rules the whole Blackwell Academy and half of Arcadia Bay, stands in front of you like a lost puppy. And that’s pretty close to how he feels.  

“Make yourself comfortable. Take a puff. You know, chilled more fun”, you give him your Mary Jane, while you release a last grey cloud of smoke. Uncertain about his decision Nate sits down an arm length away from you. “I don’t bite, Prescott”, he places his camera between you and him to reduce the distance. It’s just a little move and still he feels a bit closer to you.

Neither of you disturbs the beautiful silence with lame small talk. The sounds of the nature mixed with the clicks of your camera is exactly what he needs right now. Nothing bothers him. Not even a single bad thought tortures him. His reputation stays away. His family stays away. Everything is perfect even if it’s just a beautiful illusion for a few moments.

Like you two have done this before you hold out your hand towards him and Nate gives you back the Mary Jane. Out of the corner of his eyes he watches your movements closely. The cigarette dangles between your lips. The smoke that dances around your face in a perfect way. There is nothing you do differently and still your grey cloud of smoke seems more alive than his whole body.

“So, Marijuana”, Nate states before he could hold himself back. “Yup, keeps my sick mind sane. Sometimes I feel like an overflowing sink, but with drugs I’m just a colorful sunrise”, you explain as you lay aside your camera. It’s an unusual explanation, but Nate understands every word you say. Your Marijuana reminds him of his blue pills he takes sometimes to turn off his mind.

Adrenaline rushes through his veins by now. All the time he wished for someone who understands what he is going through. A person who looks behind his reputation and his bad poker face. Excited Nathan points at your camera, “I saw a few of your pictures. They are not bad.” And as soon as his self-esteem got pushed it’s beaten down again.

You literally can see how Nathan realizes what he said a second ago. There is this pure panic in his eyes again. At least you know what he tried to say, “Well, thank you. Yours are not bad either… Just a bit colorless. Don’t get me wrong. I love black and white pictures, but the world is already grey enough. The most people can’t see the colors around them anymore.”  

Nathan’s relieved next words get stuck in his throat as snow starts to fall. “Oh my god! Is that really happening?”, you hold out your hand to catch one of the snowflakes. It’s still pretty warm so why is it snowing? “Let’s take a selfie together to prove what we just saw!”, you exclaim excited like a child, while you grab your camera.  

You press your shoulder against his to get both of you onto one picture. Nathan isn’t even near to being ready for a selfie. Your energy and spontaneous way overwhelms him a bit … but in a good way. The picture shows you smiling and Nate being confused.  

“Wow, handsome”, you tease him smirking, which makes him blush for a brief moment. “You know; you are not even close to the things people say about you. The most people just don’t you know yet. Hell, you are quite nice … for a Prescott”, you say honestly as you take more pictures of the snowfall.

Nathan’s heart skips a beat just to continue to beat as twice as fast than before. He always was a book with a big unbreakable lock, but you are tearing through his pages and his ink without trouble and fear of what you might find between the lines. You don’t care about the things he has done or the status of his family. A day ago you saw him with an effing gun and still say he’s quite nice. How is that even possible?

Nate opens his mouth to reply also something hopefully nice as someone calls his name. Victoria waves her arm to tell him they have places to be. And the sad reality caught him again in its darkness. A quiet sigh comes over his lips, while he turns his head to face you once more.  

In the meantime, you got your bag and make your way towards the girl dorms. Against your sake you throw a last glance over your shoulder just to find Nathan already looking at you. The lifeless cloud lures him in so you give him your best smile.  

“Stay strong, Prescott.” It won’t be easy to bring him back on track, but he is worth the try…

“You are hanging out with [Y/N]?”, Victoria states the obvious surprised. “Yeah, got a problem with that?”, Nathan replies not as rough as he wished for. “Actually yes”, another voice behind them joins the conversation without their permission.  

David Madson crosses his arms as the two students turn around to face the security guard. “I don’t care about your opinion”, Nate is still high on the colors you spread in your near. Everything inside of him screams for inner peace and silence.  

“Oh, you will, boy. You are not going to lay a single finger on [Y/N]. She is a lovely girl with the power to do great things in her future, while your presence is just like poison. Killing everything nice in a person. You are toxic and not good for her”, David states fuming. You remind him of Chloe and he will do everything it costs to keep you safe from people like Nathan.

Victoria looks at said boy waiting for him to defend himself. There is nothing. It scares Nate how true David’s words are. He only is going to dull your sparkle and wash away your colors. “You are crazy, old man. Let’s go, Nate”, Victoria just drags him with her towards the halls of Blackwell. “I will keep an eye on you, Prescott”, David yells after them.

His words keep playing in Nathan’s head over and over again. They ignite his doubts and those bad thoughts to torture him again. “What’s wrong with you? Are you scared of this wannabe security guard? Your father will sue him and his whole family until there is nothing left of them!”  

Nathan doesn’t even listen to Victoria anymore. He needs to stay away from you, but how will he manage that?

Matching to the grey sky a few raindrops fall to the ground. The whole scenery is just as depressing as the fact that Kate tries to take her life. “No! Kate!”, you exclaim on the brink of tears. Your heart clenches painfully at the sight of your long-term friend.

She stands on the edge of the rooftop of the Prescott Dormitory. Her arms stretched out ready to jump into the emptiness. Fear paralyzes you completely. Not a single fiber of your body moves to safe Kate from her destiny.  

“Do a backflip!”, one of the students yell through the thick tension you can almost grab with your hands. It snaps you out of your helplessness. Tears run down your cheeks as you hit Victoria’s cellphone out of her hand. The anger wells in you like a volcano. “Are you fucking delirious? That’s a brand new…”, she starts to rant about your action.

“Are you even human?! There is a girl wanting to taker her life because of all of you!”, no one can feel the pain in your chest. Neither the fear to lose someone you are really close to. It tears Nathan apart to see you like this.

A crying mess and still perfect in every way fighting for the things you believe in. Victoria keeps arguing about her phone, while your eyes are glued to the rooftop. There is still hope for a miracle. No one got your back. No one keeps you company as you go through hell right now.

Nathan gives himself a mentally push to stand by your side. That’s his fault. All of this chaos came alive through his hands. Kate attempting a suicide. You crying your eyes out. David was right all along. His presence is like poison. His touch is toxic. It kills everything around him. He is no good. Especially for you…

Nathan takes your hand softly in his to let you know you are not alone. Everyone can see what he just did, but he doesn’t care anymore. Even Victoria stops her hate parade. You give his surprisingly warm hand a slight squeeze. It’s more than a lame “I appreciate that”. You don’t want to admit it, but you need him right here, right now.

Little do you know he needs you as much as you need him. You keep the bad thoughts and his doubts away. Nathan really tried to avoid you, but something keeps pulling him towards you over and over again. He’s like a moth drawn to the flame. You two smoked now and then together the last few days. It’s not really hanging out together, but he wished it would be more than that.

You snap Nate out of his thoughts as you let go of his hand. Relieved but still crying you bury your face in his shirt. Max talked Kate out of taking her life. It doesn’t matter it wasn’t you, her best and probably only friend. Kate’s alive … for now.

Nathan wraps you up tightly in his arms. “It’s okay. It’s over”, he isn’t the best at comforting, but at least he tries. And suddenly Nate is the colorful one of you two. The optimist hanging onto life. “Prescott! Into my office”, Principle Wells disturbs your little moment. Nathan’s blue eyes meet your concerned [E/C] ones.  

“You are in trouble, right?”, you can see it clearly in them. His doubts, his panic, his bad conscious. He releases you to follow Well’s order, “I’m never in trouble.” Oh, he is. And now you are pulled apart at the seams. Do you want your old life, which is Kate coming down from the roof, or your new life, which is Nathan who transformed from the villain to your shining knight in armor.

Your heart is torn so badly. Kate said all along he isn’t good for you. But what are you supposed to do?!

Sighing you inhale the smoke like your life depends on it and somehow it does right now. You let fill up your lungs with the grey cloud, while your mind gets knocked out by the drug. You are not allowed to smoke in the dorms, but who cares?  

A light knock catches you off guard. For a second you hope it’s Kate even if a part of you know it can’t be your friend. She is in a hospital hopefully getting better so she can leave soon. As you make your way towards the door you give the still white canvas a kick. Of course your creativity and inspiration leave you on your own when you need them most to distract your sick mind. That’s it. Your own personal chaos.  

“Prescott”, you exclaim surprised. “Hey… uh… I just wanted to check on you”, he gives you a slight smile you have never seen before on him. You can tell it’s honest. Nathan cares about you probably more he wants to admit.  

“Okay, I guess. Thanks for asking”, you step aside so he can come in. Nate accepts your offer and looks around taking in every little detail that tells him more about you. “Are you in trouble?”, you won’t beat around the bushes anymore. You want answers. Now. Nathan shrugs as he steps over the canvas that still lies untouched on the floor. “Tell me the truth”, you grab his hand to get his full attention, “I can see it in your eyes.”

Nathan escapes your grip roughly, “Do not analyze me! … Please.” He starts yelling, but ends up whispering the last word in a plead. An ice cold silence appears for a few moments. You pushed him to the limit what the people around him always do. It shows you how close to the edge he is.

“Is Kate … alright?”, he tries desperately to keep going the conversation. Nathan wants to make sure he didn’t destroy everything between you two. “Uh… I don’t know. She didn’t want to see me, but she is alive. That matters, right?”, you can’t fool him with your faked smile. Nathan already can tell the difference between them. Both of you know Kate rejected you because of him.  

The pure sadness in your eyes kills him inside. That’s more torturing than his doubts screaming at him in his head in this moment.  

You are no good for her. You are poison. You kill everything around you. Your touch is toxic. You will drag her with you into the darkness. You know that…

Nathan wraps you up in his arms as a single tear escapes your eye. You cling onto him for your dear life. To hold you in his arms feels so wrong and right at the same time. These unknown feelings you trigger in his chest are addictive. He doesn’t want to live without them anymore and still…

You lied. You lied all of your life and you dragging an innocent person with you. You will go down with your mask of lies. First suspended, then jail and death will be your last station. You can’t hide this side of yours forever. [Y/N] will find it and leave you because you are truly a monster.

“Nathan?”, you snap him out of his pretty dark thoughts again. The way your [E/C] eyes look into his soul makes him feel vulnerable. It’s almost like you can see into his soul. To your surprise he leans forwards to press a soft kiss on your forehead. “I’m sorry”, Nate means every word. “There is no need to apologize”, you reply slightly smiling. Oh, there is. You just don’t know it yet.

Nathan presses his lips into a thin line as you turn around to get your cigarette from the ashtray. It’s for sure he can’t go on like this forever. One day he is going to explode and spill every single secret he keeps. But for now he just wants to enjoy the time you two have left.

“I haven’t eaten in a while. Want to go the Two Wales Diner?”, you suggest wanting to get out of the dormitory for a bit. Your room seems like a prison cell showing every single memory you want to forget right now. “Yes… Uh… Here”, Nate puts his red jacket over your shoulders. You mumble a shy “Thank you” as he takes your hand in his like it always belonged there.

A few of the students stop for a second and stare at you two walking through the hallways holding hands. Nathan isn’t really the person of showing his feelings openly, but with you it’s different. He wants you to be part of his life and he wants everyone to know that. Your presence by his side pushes his self-esteem so extremely. Nate never felt that perfectly fine before without taking his meds.  

“What a beautiful sight! Mrs. [L/N] and Mr. Prescott together”, both of you stop immediately. Of course you recognize the voice of your teacher Mr. Jefferson. Nathan’s whole body stiffens and he gives your hand almost a painfully squeeze.  

“I need to speak with you, Mr. Prescott. Your last work was … not what I expected of you”, Jefferson doesn’t wait for an answer and walks a few steps away. There is an unspoken order Nathan should follow him. “Go to your dorm and stay in there”, he avoids to look into your eyes. You would see sheer panic in them. You don’t question his plead because of his shaking voice. Something is up and he doesn’t want to involve you.

Without looking back over his shoulder Nathan catches up to Mr. Jefferson. His happiness turned into a cold fist of panic clenching his heart together in its iron grip. “So, [Y/N]. I never thought of her to be our next guest in the Dark Room”, Mark takes his glasses of to clean them.  

“No! Please!”, Nate exclaims a bit too loud for Jefferson’s taste. The boy can feel how he traps himself in the net of his teacher. “Oh, you like her. That’s surprising me now”, Mark enjoys the fear in his widened blue eyes. Another mistake on Nathan’s list. “The Vortex Club plans a party. I want to see both of you there. You know the routine”, Jefferson orders without a trace of mercy and usually he gets what he want.  

“Have a good day, Nathan”, Mr. Jefferson leaves pleased with the outcome of this conversation. Nate feels how his mind completely shuts down as he realizes what he has done to you. He made the only person that genuinely cares for him to Mark’s prey. You are in serious danger.

That’s your fault. You are no good for her.

Tears start to pool in his eyes as he runs his fingers through his hair. No matter how he hard he thinks there is only one way to keep you safe. It’s going to rip him apart. It will turn his heart to stone, but it needs to be done.

“I’m sorry”, a single tear runs over his cheek.

It costs all your courage to raise your shaking arm. The light knock on the door keeps repeating in your head. There is an uneasy feeling in your stomach. Panic? Maybe. You haven’t heard from Nathan for hours since he sent you back to your dorm. And by now your heart tries to break through your ribcage to be free for the first time.

After an eternity Nate opens the door finally to reveal the mess he has become. His room is completely dark. All the blinds are closed, while the air is smoky. “[Y/N] …”, there is so much desire in his tired voice, but his once more dead blue eyes say something different. His mind is made up, but his body declines his decision. Now he wages a fight behind his mask.

“Is… everything okay? I was waiting for you and … I’m concerned. No, that’s not true. I’m scared”, you stumble over your own words. Nathan almost takes a step forward to wrap you up in his arms, but only releases a loud sigh.  

“Okay, there is something I need to tell you. I was only playing with you. Hayden and me had a bet running. I couldn’t know you would fall for me and clinging on me like your life depends on it. I have a reputation to keep so could you just stay away from me? It’s like one of your stupid colorful pictures. I was red. You are blue. Together we are purple. And know what? I hate fucking purple”, every word he says rips your heart slowly apart. Piece by piece.  

Against your sake tears escape your eyes. You don’t want to cry in front of him like a lovesick fool, but your body betrays you. “Nathan”, between the rushed breaths you manage to say his name hoping to change his mind. “Don’t make a scene now, [L/N]”, you can’t see how he clenches his hands into fists. Oh, how lovely it would be to punch himself right now.

“Nathan”, you try your luck again not knowing how close you are to tearing through his walls. “Leave. It’s better for you”, with that Nate closes the door. The wood isn’t thick enough so he can hear you crying for a few moments. That’s probably the most heartbreaking sound he has ever heard.  

Nathan rests his forehead against the cold door. Why can’t he do one single thing in his life right? With you he had everything and now he is on his own again. His only partner by his side is his bad conscious. He hurt himself with hurting you so badly.

“Nathan? You forgot your jacket on the ground”, Hayden knocks for a moment, but gives up easily as Nate doesn’t answer. You left it behind like he did it with you. He doesn’t want to get his jacket back, which has your scent on it probably. Suddenly all his walls break and Nathan curls up in a ball on the floor to cry his eyes out.  

Behind the blinds occurs the eclipse telling about the danger that comes towards Arcadia Bay.

“I’m so ready for the End of the World Party tonight. I can’t even decide what I should wear”, Victoria exclaims excited as she texts someone else at the same time. Nathan only nods his head hoping it would be enough answer for her. It’s no secret how heartbroken he is. The last few days he just hid himself in his room.

He is tired of keeping up his mask of lies. The sadness he bears in his heart drags him down. Even farther he ever was before. “Come on, Nate. You are no fun at all”, Vic notices his lack of attention. He wants to reply something as his mind shuts completely down.

There you are chasing down a blue butterfly with your camera in your hands. A slight smile appears on his lips taking in every move you make. He notices that you are not as colorful as usual. A cloud of sadness floats around you. It’s clearly to see you are heartbroken too.

“Can you believe it? [Y/N] almost begged that she can come to the Vortex party without being a member. So pathetic”, Victoria rolls her eyes confidently. Nathan’s smile fades away immediately, “What?! When?!” He grabs Vic’s arm desperate for the information.

“Chill down, Nate. She asked me yesterday, but I said no. Who does [Y/N] think she is?”, she replies escaping his iron grip. “But you are in, right?” The world around him starts to spin. His mind races and is blank at the same time. You are still in danger even if he stays away from you. Jefferson took a liking in you. He will do everything it takes to get what he wants.

“[Y/N] is not allowed on this party, okay? Tell everyone so she really has no chance to come. I don’t want to see her there”, panic rushes through his veins. Finally, Victoria lays her phone aside to look at him, “I know you two had something for a very short time – just to mention, but isn’t that a bit too dramatic? … Oh man, she really broke your heart.”

Nathan gets up from his spot on one of the picnic tables to pace around like a wild animal. “No, I fucked up this time. It’s my fault.” Vic furrows her eyebrows confused. He never admitted one of his mistakes so why now?  

“You are acting really weird, Nathan”, she says, but doesn’t get a reaction from him. “I need to sort a few things out. I’m back for the party”, Nathan runs towards his car without a goodbye. Victoria crosses her arms fuming he cares more about you than for her. She is still his best friend after the two went through together.  

“Hey, [L/N]! Still want to go to the Vortex party?”

“God, I’m so sorry”, Nathan whispers to himself, while running his fingers through his hair nonstop. He tried everything he can think of to keep Jefferson away from you. He begged, offered money from his parents, threaten to go to the police. Nothing worked.  

“Everybody hates me. Everybody … even [Y/N]”, he made a lot of mistakes but pushing you away was the worst of them. Somehow Nate always managed to keep his broken world up, but now it’s crashing into thousand tiny pieces, which are burying him underneath them.  

You are worthless. Are you finally accepting it? Took you long enough, Prescott.  

“Shut up! Shut up! … I know, don’t rub salt in my wounds. My life is hell”, Nathan tries to block out the voices in his head, but they keep screaming at him. This will never end. He is a prisoner of his own mind. The other guests of the Diner don’t even pay attention to the broken boy. Exactly like his whole life was.  

“She is better off without me”, is he trying to convince himself or the voices in his head? Nate closes his eyes wishing himself far away from his problems. “Nathan! You are out of your mind again!”, Victoria snaps him out of his thoughts as she sits down on the other side of the table. “The party is in half an hour. You have to be fit for that!”  

For a second he stares at her with his blue eyes, “For getting high I don’t need to be fit. Could you leave me alone?” He buries his face in his hands. “But the Vortex Club got a special guest! You don’t want to have a tripping mind in front of [Y/N]?”

Nathan lowers his hands in slow motion to look at Victoria, “What did you just say?” Maybe his mind plays a prank on him. Maybe all of this is just a super twisted dream. “You are going to clear things out with [Y/N]. Maybe after one or two drinks”, Vic explains her plan to bring you two back together. It’s not her intention to see Nate or you happy.  

“No! She is not coming! I told you!”, anger washes over him as he slams his fist on the table. Victoria isn’t frightened of him anymore when he does this. “Calm down. She probably is not going to show up anyway. That little brat had a nice conversation with Mr. Jefferson. He is worried about her and then they took a walk together”, Nate can see the jealousy in Vic’s eyes. Little does she know what monster Jefferson is. A monster on its hunt.

Without a further word Nathan runs out of the Diner directly towards his car. He plants himself behind the steering wheel as he searches through his pockets for his phone. Just in case he got your number if something like this happens.

A mixture of panic, adrenaline and energy rushes through his veins. It keeps his hands from shaking too much. "[Y/N] here. I can't answer right now. Leave a message or try it again later. Thanks!" Mumbling a ton of curse words Nate throws his phone on the passengers seat.  

The car's engine comes a live with a roar. Not caring about the traffic rules Nathan drives like a maniac back to the Blackwell Academy. A lot of students make their way towards the swimming hall where the party is located. He snaps his phone in case you call back before he gets out of his car to look for you. "Nate! The party started already!", Taylor informs him smiling.  

What if Jefferson got her already?!

Nathan pushes himself to run as fast as possible to the hall. His heart stops for a second. How is he supposed to find you in the chaos of the party?! It's too full of people and too dark to recognize a single familiar face in a rushed manner.

Nate boxes his way through the crowd as someone puts his hand on his shoulder. "Nathan! Good you are here!", Hayden yells over the loud music. "Have you seen [Y/N]?!", his panic grows every second he doesn't know if you are safe. The already high boy shakes his head.  

On the limit he runs his fingers through his hair. Maybe someone else saw you. But the most people are way too wasted to recognize even their own parents. Suddenly a light beam shows Jefferson in the crowd of celebrating teenagers.  

Nathan knows he's after him since he declined to drug you for the Dark Room. But as long he is on the party you are still out of his reach. Now it's a game on time. Who finds you first?

Nate turns back to run to the Prescott Dormitory. You might be there safe in your room, where Jefferson never can't get you. He's angry at himself for putting you in such great danger. Breathless he sprints over the campus. Nathan pushes open the doors to the dormitory just to see Max, Chloe and Warren coming directly towards him.

There is not time to deal with them. With his head down Nate tries to get past them. Since he beat Warren up on the parking lot, the boy craves his revenge. "Care to explain, Nathan?", Max holds out something. "I got no time for that yet", he replies already caring on with his plan, "Wait! Where you in my room?!"

Before Nathan can take a step closer, Warren headbutts him roughly. Nate tries to grab his gun to scare them way. Unfortunately, Warren is faster than him and kicks the gun out of his hand. "You like hurting people, huh? Like Max! Like Kate! Like me! Like [Y/N]!", Warren kicks and beats Nathan nonstop.  

"Stop! Please!", he doesn't beg for him. Nate thinks he deserves the pain for all the mistakes he has done, but your time is running out. Your life on the edge of danger and it lies in his hands to safe you from Jefferson.  

"No!", the voice sounds familiar, but through the curtain of pain he can't connect it to a face. The beating stops finally. A hand strokes his bruised cheek softly as he opens his eyes slowly. "Nathan", you wipe the blood from his nose away with the sleeve of your shirt, "Oh my god! Are you alright?"

A single tear drops from your eye on his cheek, while he takes your hand in his. "Yes, now is everything alright", relief washes over him that you are safe … for a while at least. "Come on, we are going to take care of your face. That must hurt", with your help Nathan gets up from the ground. The pain hits him hard, but it's not priority yet.  

Nate leans against the wall to take in how much you still care for him even after what he did to you. "We have no time for this. There is so much I have to tell you, but first of all... I love you, [Y/N]. I truly love you and I'm so sorry that I hurt you. I will explain you everything  when we get away from here. It's not safe. I know you probably hate me, but do you trust me?", his thumb strokes your knuckles softly.  

Without hesitating you wrap him up in your arms, "I never could hate you, Nathan. I love and trust you, but you have to tell me what's going on." Before he can say a word, the doors of the Prescott Dormitory gets pushed open once again.  

"We had a plan, Prescott", Jefferson shakes his head disappointed. Nate takes your hand in his to drag you along the hallway. "Nathan! You know, you can't run. I will find you!", Mark yells after you two preparing his syringe. He will hunt both of you down if it's necessary.

"Keep running no matter what happens!", of course you are confused, but you trust him without a doubt. You remember the way you two run. It's the way directly to the back door of Blackwell. He pushes you firstly out of the door, while he throws a glance over his shoulder. No trace of Jefferson yet, but he won't give up easily.  

Now you drag Nathan with you towards the parking lot, where both of your cars wait. "There is no way out of this!", Mark appears out of nowhere and is already too close for your taste. You close the door of your old truck right in time. Jefferson hits his fist against the glass of your window as you start the engine with shaking hands.  

And with that you two are out of his reach. Your heart keeps beating hard against your ribcage. You don't know where you are driving as long as it far away from Mark Jefferson. Breathlessly Nathan puts his hand on yours. In what fucking chaos you just rushed into?

"We can't go back, right? So where are we going?", you break the uncomfortable silence, but your eyes are glued to the street. "A motel for now, I guess. Then we will think about our next steps. I … I have to warn Max. She was onto me and Jefferson. She is probably in danger", Nate takes out his phone.

"Max, it's Nathan. I just want to say I'm sorry. I didn't want to hurt Kate or Rachel or … I didn't want to hurt anybody ... Everybody used me! Mr. Jefferson was coming for me. I hope all of this shit is over soon.... Watch out, Max. He wants to hurt you next so hurry... Sorry, I'm so sorry", Nathan tears up between his confession and still you feel the same for him.

You give his hand a slight squeeze to show him he hasn't to go through this on his own. The rest of the drive you two sit in silence trying to process this hell of a day. You don't stop at the first motel in the case Jefferson is still hunting the two of you.  

The rain cools down your racing mind as you get out of your old truck. "Do we have even money to pay for a room?", Nathan grabs your hand softly. It's like he needs to make sure you are not going to leave him. "I've got a credit card. Don't worry", he gets out his wallet, while you two make your way towards the motel.  

"Oh, what brings two young people like you out here?", the old granny behind the check in wants to know. She doesn’t wear glasses so you guess she can't see Nate's beaten up face clearly.  

Nathan puts his credit card on the table, "One room... please." She furrows her eyebrows due to her unanswered question. "We are on a road trip", you lie to hide the fact you two are on the run and go from your past.

"Oh, in Arcadia Bay is a terrible storm right now. Good, you are here now", the granny searches for the key for your room. Nathan and you exchange a quick glance. "Have a good night, sweeties!" You follow Nate closely to fall into his arms after you closed the door behind you. Suddenly your mind realizes what the last few hours happened and what consequences are waiting.

"Okay, I want the truth. I don't care how terrible it is. I want to hear every detail, Nathan", you mumble into his shirt close to cry your eyes out. He sits down on the big bed and pats the place next to him. "It's a long story..."

He tells you the whole story of how this chaos started. He spills all of his secrets. All of his mistakes. All of the trouble he caused. He lines up every flaw of his. He can be honest for the first time in forever.

"I fucked everything up what I can fuck up. I'm a monster. I'm sorry, [Y/N]", for a monster he apologizes a lot. You run your fingers through his hair, while his tears wet your jeans. Nathan is curled up as a ball on your lap tearing up now and then during his story.  

"Nathan, you are ripped at the edges like a lot of people, but you are still a masterpiece. For me you are perfect and not even close to a monster", you comfort him. Nate sits up to face you properly with his red and puffy eyes, "But you can't forgive me, right? I can understand. I also hate myself like the rest of the world does."

You take his face in your hands softly so you wouldn't hurt him, "I forgive you, but you have to forgive yourself. Yes, I hate what you have done, but I could never hate you. You would have needed more support." With your thumb you wipe a single tear from his cheek.

Nathan closes the gap between you two to press his lips on yours. A whole firework of emotions gets triggered in your chest as you start to kiss him back. He leans his forehead against yours after you two break apart. "Why didn't I find you earlier? Everything could have been different..."

Without a word you pull him with you to lie down on the bed. It was a hell of a day and both of you deserve some sleep. Nate buries his face in the crook of your neck, while his arm is draped over your waist to keep you as close as possible. The fear of losing you will never leave him alone. The white ceiling stares back at you as you draw circles on Nathan's arm. It takes a long time for him to relax and then to fall asleep finally. It's over for now. You allow yourself to close your eyes.

Sad Ending

You open your eyes as you release a grey cloud of smoke. Absently you wipe away the ash, which is falling on your knee from the cigarette that dangles dangerously between your lips.  

A loud noise bring you back into the reality. It sounded just like a gun shot, but you are not quite sure. Could also be firecrackers in the bathroom once again. Nathan Prescott is famous for this old and really annoying prank.  

Beautiful silence wraps you up in its calmness, while your thoughts dance around in your head. The Marijuana keeps the bad ones low. Time seems to stop for a while as the sun starts to hide itself behind the trees.  

Suddenly your buzzing phone snaps you out of your daydream. A bit pissed that you got disturbed once again you answer the phone without looking who calls you. "[Y/N], reporting for duty", is the first thing that comes to your bedazzled mind from the Marijuana. "[Y/N]! Didn't you hear the sirens?! Come to the front door!", Kate exclaims without a greeting.

Sighing you make your way to the said spot in front of the Blackwell Academy. The burning end of your cigarette lights once more as you take a deep inhale of smoke. A crowd formed in front of the doors, which surprised you a bit. What did you miss?

"Nathan shot someone in the girls bathroom", you hear the teenagers whisper around you as you push your way towards Kate. "I knew something like that would happen one day." - "He's a bad one." - "Now his father can't help him anymore." - "Poor little rich kid getting what he deserves."

The mumbling dies down immediately when the doors get pushed open. Two police officer form a path in the crowd for the third officer who escorts a handcuffed Nathan Prescott. On the top of the stairs stands Principle Wells observing the scene with a sad expression on his face.  

Kate takes your hand in hers as she hides her face in your shoulder. She seems relieved that he got arrested. The bullying is going to stop now probably. Softly you rub circles on her back to comfort her and let her know she isn't alone.  

Nathan's head hangs low and his shoulders slump forward. It's like the weight of the entire earth is lying on them. He probably needs also some comfort like Kate, but no one is going to do that. Nate is on his own once again.

He raises his head only for a few seconds. Your [E/C] eyes meet his clear blue but dead ones. There is no trace that these orbs are actually alive. No color. No feelings. Apparently Nate accepted his fate already. He surrendered to the demons around him. Everything inside of him died.

Your orbs are alive and full of color. But that's not what hypnotizes Nathan. He can see sympathy in them. No disgust, no arrogance, no amusement. Honest and true sympathy for him. Nate could get lost in them, but he will never get a chance.  

In a crowd of people who hate him, he finds you. Way too late.

The officer pushes his forward so he walks a bit faster to the police car. All the people who pointed their fingers at Kate for this terrible video of her, are now doing the same thing with him. You don't know a lot of his backstory, but he doesn't deserve this. Being pushed by others destroys a person piece by piece. It's a terrible slow death.

You feel bad for him even after all the thing he has done. Nathan will never know colors.

He will die with those dead blue eyes...

"Happy" Ending

A few soft kisses wake you up from your almost comatose and dreamless sleep. "I know you are awake", Nathan comments your attempts to get five more minutes of sleep amused. In surrender you open your eyes to see him looking down at you, while a slight smirk rests on his lips. His alive and colorful blue eyes are beautiful compared to his dead ones when you two met.  

You two have nothing left except for the clothes you are wearing and his father's credit card, whish isn't unlimited. There is no place you have to be. No plan to follow. Nathan is completely free for the first time in his life. To be with a person who loves him unconditionally is all what he needed to feel alive again.  

"You... You are beautiful", Nate presses a kiss onto your forehead matching to his lovely words. You notice how close you two are. He held you tight through the entire night. Maybe he was afraid to wake up without you by his side like this is just a beautiful but limited dream.

"Sweeties! I made breakfast", the old granny informs you through the still closed door. Nate gets up from the bed you two share mumbling something about taming his hair. You roll over to lie on his warm side. Your whole life got turned over, but you couldn't be happier right now.  

"Wow, handsome", you compliment his wet brown hair that clings onto his forehead. How did both of you get so lucky? Nathan leans down to capture your lips into a kiss full of desire. "You are dripping", you push him softly away from you, "I don't need a shower yet."

Smiling he grabs your hand in his hand to pull you out of the bed. You get his hint and follow his wish. "I'm starving. I hope the old granny can cook", Nate pulls you as close as possible towards him. "Let's find out", you literally can feel his excitement of his new life. What will bring you the new day?

"Sweeties! I'm so happy you two are here. The storm in Arcadia Bay was terrible. It destroyed half of the town and even killed a few people", the granny greets you as she puts two plates with scrambled eggs down on an empty table.

"Thanks", you mumble suddenly not so happy anymore. People died. Maybe friends of you and you weren't there. Your hometown destroyed. You should call your parents, but what are you going to say to them? You run away with a murderer and don't plan to come back?!  

"We need to think of a plan", you place your hand on Nathan's to get his full attention. "Do we? Can't we just drive until we have enough?", he replies stuffing the eggs into his mouth. For a second you think about his suggestion. "I were never outside of Arcadia Bay", you just never had time or money to travel.

"Then let this be our plan … if you want", Nathan loves his new freedom, but he loves you more so he would give it up for you. If it's your wish to go back, Nate will follow you without a doubt. And you know that, but it's actually not what your heart desires.

"Okay, we are going on an adventure", you agree enjoying his rare smile. "Slept well, sweeties?", granny joins the conversation with two cups of coffer right in time. "Have never slept better in my life", you admit. Nate raises just a thumbs up, because he's busy eating.

That's your new life. He is your new life. The clearly broken Nathan Joshua Prescott with the former dead blue eyes.  

"I truly love you, [Y/N]."  

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[pristinekanesays]

 🦋 Life Is Strange: Petnames.

🦋 What do they call their partner, what do they like to be called?

 🐺 GN!Reader, no specific pronouns are mentioned!

🦋 Warnings: nathan prescotts issues, sappy stuff and my never ending beef with nathan prescott

 🦋 A/N: Bored, tired and severely sleep deprived. I'm sticking to actually posting for once? Shocking! The word petname has me giggling like a kid and I've got no idea why.

 🦋 Chloe Price:

 💓 Chloe would probably call you the basics like babe, baby and hey maybe even babycakes as some classic comedy. She seems like the type to just make the coolest petnames in her head and spit 'em out in a split second. (She'll probably call you dude, regardless of your gender.)

 🤍 She'd deep down enjoy those real sappy, cute and sort of cringe petnames. Like pumpkin and sweetheart, you know? Maybe even puddin' but in a southern accent, apart from that she doesn't really care.

(Chloe's just a big softie, come onnn!)

🦋Kate Marsh:

💓Kate, katie, literal angel, and she'd probably call you her angel as well! She'd also call you darling, dearest, my love and probably hon/honey.

🤍She'd enjoy and appreciate it if you were affectionate with petnames like the way she is, so probably darling, angel and my love if I were to guess.

🦋Max Caulfield:

💓I get huge calling her partner broski and dude vibes, no matter your gender which is probably gonna be a little like Warren's headcanons. Calls you by your name and maybe sweetheart or greets you after a while like `Hey there, cowboy!` (again, regardless of your gender.)

🤍Doesn't care what you call her, lovey dovey and insist on calling her the most sickening, romance novel petnames? Okay, it's what you like and she probably doesn't mind.

🦋Rachel Amber:

💓Petnames are mandatory, MANDATORY!! Am I the only one getting the vibe she'd call her partner baby girl/baby boy or..?

💓Apart from that it's angel, love, sweetie and maybe babe. Probably reminds you that you're handsome or pretty nearly everyday because she's a theatre kid and DRAMATIC, or maybe she just wants to show you sum love.

🤍Call her what she calls you or add some little sappy nicknames in there cause she deserves better and just wants to feel the good old romance in the air.

🦋Victoria Chase:

💓Okay big old bully:( She's the good old classic mean girl in public but with you? She's like a totally different person, I mean forget all those horrible, awful things she's done..ahem..

💓If you're super popular and everyone knows who you are, she'll call you babe and hon in public. If you're not as popular as her, she might not put the best effort in but she's still got your back!

💓In private it's my love, babe, baby, hon/honey, all types of sappy stuff.

🤍Isn't a big deal to her what you call her just be affectionate dude (don't call her dude, she'll be like wtf)

🦋Warren Graham:

💓Is for sure calling you dude, bro and broski like yeah you're in a relationship but he didn't ask. Take it or leave it, broski! Refers to you as his partner no matter what, he'll be struggling to call you anything else and that has me laughing a little. (favourite nerd)

💓I feel like he'd jokingly call you dumbass, if you're okay with that probably.

🤍LOVE, AFFECTION, ADORAAATION! Put some effort in, like yeah he barely calls you anything romantic and cute but like leave him alone okay?! He's trying his best!

🤍Call him anything cause he'll eat that shit up daily for every meal, he loves you and just needs SOMETHING!

🦋Nathan Prescott:

💓It's dickhead again, let me just pull out my book of problems! Comedic purposes..very hilarious but he's got some intense issues and this is gonna be like one of those shit love stories.

💓He's not big and open about your relationship so he doesn't call you anything in public (especially if you're a guy, sorry dude but he's got denial issues up the ass).

💓He might call you babe or somethin' else, he's an asshole struggling with affection and other things.

🤍Call him what you wish just don't try it in public because he'll get all pissed off and act like he's never seen you in his life. Like, how dare you be affectionate and loving?!

🤍He's the problem.

#🤍kane's headcanons #nathan prescott x reader #kate marsh x reader #victoria chase x reader #max caulfield x reader #chloe price x fem!reader #rachel amber x reader #warren graham x reader #lis headcanons #life is strange headcanons

[pristinekanesays]

🦋Life Is Strange: General Headcanons

🦋 just some pretty normal headcanons

🐺 GN!Reader, no specific pronouns are mentioned!

🦋 warnings: dorky stuff, bad mental health and swearing.

🎧A/N: Been super busy lately, thanks for the loads of support though guys! Gonna be writing more for Skip because nobody's writing for him and he's actually REALLY attractive??

🦋Chloe Price:

📄It's obvious that Chloe literally adores punk rock and possibly heavy metal music. She's also a HUGE PissHead fan, from listening to Skip's demo to then asking if she can hear more of his music.

🖤She doesn't wanna admit it but she definitely sees Skip as an older brother figure, they're basically family and they have such a sweet bond together.

📄Chloe and Steph are actually pretty close in Before The Storm, from how Steph asks Chloe for permission to ask Rachel out and how she's okay with Chloe venting to her if she wanted to.

🖤Her favourite songs are Nothing Wrong - Pisshead and Everything Reminds Me Of Her - Elliot Smith. (those are all literally my favourite songs as well..oops)

📄She is actually secretly a bit of nerd, like not a huge nerd but she's played Dungeons & Dragons multiple times with Steph and Mikey before and after Episode 1.

🖤Her favourite animal is the Palos Verdes Blue butterfly, since a blue butterfly is her spirit animal but she also really likes Tiger Sharks and 100% thinks she could take them in a fight.

📄She sucks ass at cooking and Joyce has tried to teach her before but she gets bored so easily.

🖤When she got her skull tattoo, she teared up and nearly started sobbing but told everyone she knows that she was totally 100% cool + badass during it.

(hella pissed about the zero skip gifs and lack of fanfiction, he's literally so attractive?? wtf)

🎤 Skip Matthews:

📄He secretly flips people off behind their back as they walk away if they've pissed him off, will totally freak out then switch to standing still and laughing awkwardly if they turn around.

🖤Listens to Taylor Swift but apart from that he's a huge punk rock + heavy metal fan.

📄Okay now, Skip is a HUGE horror game nerd. I'm talkin' Outlast, Resident Evil, Amnesia: The Dark Descent and Silent Hill.

🖤He can cook, okay?! He doesn't look like your average chef but he can definitely serve up some good fucking food.

📄Talks shit about anyone he doesn't like with you, if you guys are together of course or really good friends, he's like Victoria Chase sometimes because oh my god is he a bitch.

🖤Apart from listening to music, he'll also listen to urban legends podcasts on his way to work.

📄Skip comes from a pretty normal family in the suburbs of Denver, Colorado with two older sisters and a younger brother.

🖤(He's such a dork, I love him.) He's also pretty into fishing and is constantly taking trips for his band when he has to.

📄His favourite animal is the Polar Bear, like yeah he'd piss himself if he ever saw one in real life but he thinks they're pretty cute online instead of them being outside his door ready to beat his ass.

🍂Kate Marsh:

📄She's very religious but also very supportive. She just wants to settle down with someone, falling in love + possibly starting a family together, sitting on the porch swing in the afternoon while drinking tea/coffee side by side.

🖤Can Kate cook? Yes, she could totally make a living out of her talent but she just isn't into that for a career.

📄She never really has anything bad to say about anyone, she doesn't believe in being mean to other people because that just isn't in her blood.

🖤Kate is sort of sensitive, she won't cry if you bump into her accidentally but would tear up if you were to raise your voice/insult her in any way like any normal person. (so don't, you asshole)

📄Listens to soft, classical music sometimes but also some indie pop now and then.

🖤She's a walking angel, her personality, her looks and smarts, everything about her is just *chefs kiss*.

📄Her favourite animal is either the Florida White Rabbit or the Harp Seal, commonly known as Saddleback/Greenland Seal, Kate adores Harp Seal's so much and is always smiling while looking at photos of them.

🖤Hobbies? Playing the violin & the piano, back when she lived with her parents she was super into gardening + cooking.

📷 Max Caulfield:

📄She's always cooped up in her dorm either studying away, practicing her guitar skills or hanging out with Warren and Chloe.

🖤Max is a proud geek, alright? She's a board game, video game, everything remotely geeky fan, 100% played Dungeons & Dragons with Warren and has a few photos of the whole thing in a box under her bed titled 'W&M DND'.

📄Has overplayed Speedy Ortiz & Syd Matters so much but surprisingly never gets bored of their songs, but everyone else around her already has.

🖤Max sucks complete, utter ass at cooking and she knows it, she'll still try her best though but she can't even make toast properly without making it suffer through the toaster.

📄She can say some bad shit about people if they're assholes but she'd never say anything about someone who's innocent/someone she knows is a good person.

🖤Her spirit animal is a Doe and while she adores it completely, she also really likes Koala's and thinks that they're absolutely adorable.

🎭 Rachel Amber:

📄Rachel is that perfect, pretty and amazing popular girl that everyone knows, she struggles with her emotions pretty bad and I can see her going to Rose for help but never really her father.

🖤She wants to be an actor, right? Then that's what she's aiming for, to be in the public eye with a smile on her face and an award in her hands.

📄Multiple public bathrooms, walls and doors across arcadia bay are marked with 'RACHEL AMBER WAS HERE' or 'R.A'.

🖤Best chef in the world, clap clap! She's honestly so good at cooking and baking, has definitely thought about being a badass chef instead of a badass actor before.

📄She can sing really good, her and Chloe made a song together which was stashed away ..kept in a safe place after she went missing.

🖤She's heard about Skip from Chloe + always thought he was a cool older brother/father figure to any fucked up kid around the campus and 100% agrees with his nerdy horror game lifestyle.

📄Rachel's favourite animal is the Red Panda, she has a photo of one on a shelf somewhere and also has a Red Panda stuffed animal.

🖤Listens to punk rock and some heavy metal if she's in the mood, she loves PissHead and Firewalk.

🎬 Victoria Chase:

📄Her schedule is nearly always full, she's either bossing Vortex Club members and others about or practicing with her camera.

🖤She secretly listens to punk rock sometimes but will roll her eyes and say 'you don't look like the type' if anyone else like her takes an interest in her music taste.

📄She's got a geeky side to her from the figures in her room to the shit she's stuffed under her bed (video games, etc) so nobody else will find out about it and make fun of her.

🖤Victoria isn't the best at cooking but she isn't awful, she's told everyone in Blackwell that she's a master chef though. There's room for improvement, she needs MAJOR improvement cooking-wise.

📄She's really good at playing the piano, photography (of course) and she can make her own outfits with the right fabrics + tools.

🖤Her favourite animal is the Cheetah and she makes that very clear, even told someone 'i could claw you like a cheetah, bitch.' once before.

📄Definitely posts stuff about positive vibes on her socials while acting like a total bitch in real life.

🎮 Warren Graham:

📄He's broken his hand before during a fight, it sounds so badass but he's hella embarrassed and ashamed about it.

🖤Listens to small bands he found through his dorky websites that he's always on and always attends their gigs.

📄(Sucks dick at cooking), will totally hype his friends up about it then laugh awkwardly and act completely clueless at their grossed out reactions.

🖤He knows Skip pretty well since Warren was already in Blackwell at the same time that Skip was working there, they've exchanged opinions about games and movies way before the first game.

📄His favourite animals are Owls especially the Great Horned Owl, he saw one at night while he was hanging with Max and watched as she took a near hour taking photos of it.

🖤He hangs out on websites nearly all the time to read about the local bands, owl sightings, when the new video game he wants so bad is coming out.

📄Has probably searched up shit like 'how to get a boyfriend/girlfriend' before.

🧨 Nathan Prescott:

📄(He looks like a bent ass banana from the fruit bowl with the weird ass way he's sitting, fix your posture man.)

🖤He's 99% busy all the time, he's either attending therapy, in class, doing stuff for the Vortex Club or doing his usual..shady shit.

📄When he's texting you or his friends, the messages are barely readable because he texts like 'CU Thre, LOL, 2nte' and adds an unnecessary amounts of ?? and !!.

🖤Nathan doesn't have a specific music taste but he does sort of like listening to heavy metal.

📄Doesn't know how to cook at all, his parents never cared to teach him and why bother when you're filthy rich?!

🖤He doesn't really care for shit other than his fucked up photography or the Vortex Club, he'll maybe sketch some stuff here and there but even his sketches come out looking severly fucked up.

📄His favourite animal is the Indian Saw-Scaled Viper, he's into some scary shit because he's a scary asshole so don't be surprised. I mean, he also likes dogs..i guess.

🖤Huge horror movie fan as well like you sit him down, turn on a terrifying, traumatizing ass movie but he just rolls his eye and stays there completely unphased.

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 🦋 Life Is Strange: Relationship Headcanons.

🦋 some short headcanons on what it's like in a relationship with my six favourites :)

🐺 GN!Reader, no specific pronouns are mentioned!

🦋 warnings: cheesy romantic stuff, swearing, jealousy, insecurities and toxic relationships (nathan)

🎧A/N: I send these out faster than my brain can handle, I have no idea why it hasn't turned to pure dust yet.

🦋Chloe Price:

🤍Wacky, trashy dates that don't cost a ton of money, she definitely cannot afford to go to super expensive places so the junkyard, train tracks and just simply walking about late at night is the best you're gonna get.

🤍On one date, she bought/possibly stole this tacky little lighthouse figure for you so you could put it nearby and when you see it, you'll automatically think of her.

🤍She was SO nervous asking you out even if you guys were super close, like shaking and fidgeting with her hands type of nervous.

🤍Offers to paint your nails sometimes but she literally only owns black nail polish, so you'll have to make do.

🤍She totally believes she's a badass 100%, I'd be lying if I said she hasn't climbed through your window at least once.

🤍Jealous? She's in the middle, she trusts you but is also scared some dickhead is gonna get the wrong idea.

🍂Kate Marsh:

🤍She seems like she'd enjoy those cute little picnic dates or movie nights, as long as it's not a horror movie. Kate can't cope when she's watching ANYTHING horror-wise, she's holding onto your arm the whole time.

🤍She'll buy you a small gift here and there but she also likes sketching you or painting your favourite place to go together, she's pretty artistic.

🤍If you couldn't tell already, she ADORES you, she could literally spend hours just looking at you.

🤍When she finally confesses to you, she cries happy tears and stares at you in pure disbelief as if she's just waiting for you to tell her it's a prank or somethin'.

🤍Kate trusts you entirely and knows you won't just leave her, not after all the things you guys have gone through together.

📷Max Caulfield:

🤍You have to be on pretty good terms with Chloe, she's literally Max's best friend. As long as you aren't a major asshole, you'll be fine.

🤍She takes photos of you, so many photos. Photos at the beach, photos at the diner, photos of you half asleep, photos of you in a banana costume that one halloween, photos of you brushing your teeth.

🤍It's like dating your best friend, even if you guys weren't that close when you first met, you are now motherfucker!

🤍Max can't cook, at all. Do not expect anything other than burnt grilled cheese or off-brand cereal if you were to ever get anything breakfast-wise.

🤍If you can cook then, oh boy! She will definitely refer to you as her beloved private chef with a huge grin on her face.

🤍Max thinks being jealous is for cheesy middle schoolers, she doesn't really care.

 🎭Rachel Amber:

🤍Oh my god, she fucking loves you. In her eyes, you're literally an angel with wings that she scored with pure luck, she 100% hangs out with you nearly all time and is a little paranoid that something could happen to you out of the blue.

🤍Expensive gifts, you're literally collecting them from her at this point. On your birthday, she read out a poem she wrote herself with dramatics and all.

🤍She has to be really close with you to fall genuinely head over heels so, well done!

🤍Unlike Max, Rachel can actually cook like she could serve up a whole 5 star, three course meal with rarely any effort.

🤍She has a box under her bed which is just full of photos and sketches of the both of you.

🤍It's in Rachel's blood to be..a little jealous, she'd be broken if you were to just lose interest in her completely.

 🎬Victoria Chase:

🤍Shocker but you HAVE to get along with Nathan, or somehow tolerate him but I can understand how that could be hard.

🤍Victoria is so damn wealthy and is nearly always buying you cute little necklaces or expensive ass things to put in your room, she loves going on dates with you but she'll freak out if anyone sees you together in public and you aren't nearly as popular as her.

🤍She also takes photos of you a lot, she has a weird nerdy side that only you and Nathan really know about.

🤍If she's open about your relationship, she definitely posts those cheesy middle-school posts about you and refers to you as `her light, her inspiration and the moon to her sun` she 100% sees herself as the sun because she's bright and fun and you're just you.

🤍Victoria gets jealous SO easily. She has to bite her tongue to stop her from saying something she shouldn't sometimes, she'll just look at you with an annoyed ass look on her face if you're doing something she doesn't like.

🎮 Warren Graham:

🤍Ever stayed up till 4:30AM playing shitty ass multiplayer games with snacks in your lap like you need junk food to survive? Well, now you'll be doing that all the time with him! He seriously won't give up and he's the first person to let you know when the new game you guys have been wanting to buy is on sale.

🤍He's a dork but he's a dork that helps you with studying when you need it, he's already outside your door before you can even pick up your phone to text him.

🤍You know those zodiac tiktoks kids make? Yeah, he'll have a fucking fit if they're not accurate and he seriously believes those but will pretend he doesn't.

🤍He'll maybe buy you a cheap ass video game here and there but other than that he'll probably just write you a little love letter and slide it under your door which is SO fucking cute.

🤍Warren can get jealous sometimes and I feel like he'd be kind of insecure about if he's a good boyfriend or not.

 🧨Nathan Prescott:

🤍If I'm being honest, it isn't the healthiest relationship exactly and he freaks the fuck out if you stop replying to his texts suddenly because he needs your attention constantly.

🤍He's terrified that you'll get fed up of his shitty behaviour and bail, so he's constantly trying to make it up to you. He'll buy you a new camera, expensive equipment or just blow up your phone if that doesn't work.

🤍He'd be open about your relationship depending on your popularity and if you're a guy or not, he's still probably going through some denial but he still loves you the same even if he's a complete asshole.

🤍Nathan suffers from really bad nightmares and without warning you'll just wake up to him shuffling around your room in the middle of the night and then ask if he can stay over but pretend he didn't the next day, even though it keeps happening nearly every night.

🤍So jealous, like really jealous, he wants you to only have eyes for him and is a sucker for your attention only.

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