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pristinekanesays · 1 year

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🦋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

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that-damn-fouth-chaosemerald · 7 months

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𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐚𝐮𝐠𝐞𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡 𝐋𝐢𝐟𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐒𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞 𝟏 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬 (+ 𝐑𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐥 𝐀𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫)

See my masterlist here!

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×A/N×

Hi! I really wanted to write some LiS stuff, because I didn't write awhile of this fandom. 😅

I still love them very much! 🥺😭💕

Btw I will definitely do this with LiS 2 as well-

×❢ About my work ❢×

fluff!, everybody is kind, no assholes, really, just fluff, petnames, no pronouns used for Y/N (The Reader), the reader can be in a relationship with them!

Fandom: Life is Strange 1

Character(s): Max Caulfield, Mark Jefferson, Chloe Price, Warren Graham, Nathan Prescott, Victoria Chase, Rachel Amber, Frank Bowers, Y/N|The Reader, Pompidou (mentioned)

Ship(s): Y/N | The Reader x the characters

Type: Headcanons

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(The gifs, pictures are not mine! Credit to the original creator!)

𝑺𝒐𝒏𝒈: by your side by flatsound

“Counting weeks

Getting more familiar with how you speak

While you're away from me

But I don't want to say goodbye

Because it's safer when I'm by your side”

Max Caulfield

Physical Touch

• she saw that something bothers you

• you are frustrated

• you opening to her with tears in your eyes

• she will definitely give you a tight hug and little kisses to comfort you

• and won't let you go until you are finally feel comforted

Rachel Amber

Quality Time

• chatting, playing on a train what nobody knows where it goes

• dancing in the sunlight

• going out in the middle of the night

• sneak into cinemas to watch free movies

• hiding and listening songs on the junkyard

• drinking and shooting ✨😌

• just feeling free with Rachel Dawn Amber

Chloe Price

Acts of Service

• if somebody hurts you

• she will definitely fuck that person up

• or at least threat them

• when you are feeling down, she will bring you to your favourite snack to cheer you up

• she even does the dishes as well 😳

Nathan Prescott

Physical Touch

• i know

• he doesn't seems that type of touchy people

• but trust me

• hugging each other as tightly as you two can

• it will definitely give both of them some comfort

• you guys won't need any words

• you just need each other close

Victoria Chase

Receiving Gifts

• almost everyday she surprises you with something

• some netro but cute pencilcase you saw and liked? No problemo

• want to wear matching outfits with your bestie but it's over 300 dollars? Where's the problem?

• You are really appreciate it

• but you often say that she don't have to do this

• but she just shrugs because she knows that you are happy from it

• and she loves it when you are happy

Mark Jefferson

Acts of Service

(i would give him the reveiving gift as well, but no sugar daddy mark yet-)

• he doesn't have that much time because he is a teacher ofc

• and there's the dark room as well

• but even if he is tired he does the dishes

• cooks you breakfast when he wakes up earlier than you

• (with a soft kiss!)

• when you are tired or sick he take cares of you

• makes your bed

• when you are tired he carries you to the bedroom

• helping you with the school projects

• (plus: kisses and sleeping together while watching a movie)

Warren Graham

Physical Touch

• I belive that this guy is the BEST at the comforting!

• will hold your hand to give you some motivation and strenght

• and will squeeze it to show that he is here with you

• for comfort he hugs, kiss and holds you

• "You are not alone Y/N. I'm here for you."

Kate Marsh

Quality Time

• study together

• drawing doodles on class when the teacher is not looking

• and giggling of them

• watching a movie or sleeping together after a long day

• listening stories from her of the Bible (even if you don't care, you just know that it makes her happy)

• helping her with the book writing

• writing cute messages on class for each other• bunny petting time

• just talking peacefully in her room about some random things

Frank Bowers

Words of Affirmation

• "You are too good for me, Dear."

• will hug you for comfort while whispering sweet and encouraging words in your ear softly

• he will listen you quietly

• will use Pompidou for the comfort and for the cuddles

• saying "I love you!" multiple times on a day

• "I love you, hon!"

• or

• "You look stunning as always, honey!"

• petnames all the time

• sweety, honey, babe and etc.

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hotxcheeto · 2 years

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heyyooo could u make some headcanons for the lis ppl when we get into a fight for them? Like a physical one 👀👀👀

━ 𝐅𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐒𝐎𝐌𝐄𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐌

𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙖𝙘𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙨 - Chloe, Rachel, Victoria, Nathan, Kate, Steph

𝙬𝙖𝙧𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙨 - Cursing, VERY brief mention of being high ( chloe ), slight descriptions of fights, alludes to wounds, angsty, fluff

𝙥𝙧𝙤𝙤𝙛𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙 ? - Yeah/Nope/ some

𝙖𝙪𝙩𝙝𝙤𝙧'𝙨 𝙣𝙤𝙩𝙚 - ty for the request, imagining this was fun!! <;33

☆ 𝐂𝐡𝐥𝐨𝐞 – Totally roots for you but flabbergasted at the same time. I mean you're obviously fighting them for a reason so she'll cheer you on. But will break it up if it gets too far and if people are seriously getting hurt, but totally panics while doing it because omg you love her and fought for her. But she's dragging you back because the person's unconscious now.

But she'd fight someone for you, so it's only fair.

Loves you to death though, she's always felt like she's not enough for people or doesn't deserve that love. But the fact that you went and were ready to beat someone up because they were talking bad about her or disrespecting her and your only thought was protecting her.

Brings a tear to her eye. No she probably cried after she thought about it for long enough at 2am one night while high.

Chloe is a pussy, as much of a hardass as she claims to be or even is at times, she gets scared. She'll even admit it, she doesn't do good in physical fights, insult her though and the tongue lashing will be worse than your moms. But she can get a couple good punchesin there but seeing you go at someone, seriously, she's gonna marry your ass.

Worries about you though, she feels like she doesn't deserve that love. But you dgaf you'll punch any bitch that disrespects either of you, you barely realize how much love she has while looking at you defending her. Words or a fight. Chloe is in deep.

☆ 𝐑𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐥 – Rachel, baby, definitely panics slightly. Shows in her face but it's more inside than out. She's worried about you, but seeing you fighting, definitely don't need to be. Rachel's proud, probably records school fights but nobody can trace it back to her and she's like a ghost, nobody sees her.

You just started swinging, no thought just pissed and protective. Rachel would totally fight someone for you, but seeing you just go swinging at someone, makes her panic and then proud and then she realizes how hot you are. Laughing after the fact and even a bit in the moment, watching you beat someone up.

Gloats about it with you later after you totally take the win. Compliments you too. It's definitely a memory you both laugh at every once in a while, but Rachel knows if something happened like that again, you'll be right front and center to it all.

☆ 𝐕𝐢𝐜𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐚 – Not a fighter, physically anyway. Does freak a bit when you jumped up and punched someone for talking shit about her right in front of you. Teasing her and making her feel like shit. It was bothering her, so you whacked them.

Vic, for good reason, panicked a bit and backed up. Staring at the fight while in a bit of shock. Doesn't yell or cheer, just kind of in shock lmao. Nathan would totally stand there laughing beside her.

Laughs her ass off after seeing the victim of your fists. Probably throws some teasing insults at them and their friends just to rub salt in the wound.

Also probably has people post it online or digs at them on her page just to get a kick out of them. She's a bitch, and you love her for it.

☆ 𝐍𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧 – Let's be honest, he's not a fighter. Nathan might be able to hold his own in a fight but... lord you seen him against Warren he's up there but got his shit rocked... I'm sorry. Moving on... he would laugh his ass off. Blast the person – with words and bullying.

Probably a bit insecure though, honestly, like he couldn't stand up for himself and that his dad would think he's a pussy but trust me, there was no stopping you. Def cried, like Chloe after thinking about it for too long in the middle of the night like 2 months after it happened.

He's more of a sit in silence type of grateful. Laying in his dorm room while you clean up, but the fact that you about got suspended for him. It's true love. Also teases you about it here and there, but it makes him wonder if he can protect you, but shit – seeing that you probably don't need it.

☆ 𝐊𝐚𝐭𝐞 – Kate gives me strong ' I cry a lot ' vibes and not in a bad way. She's just very sensitive and if you watch the notebook with her she'd cry for hours and probably think so deep into the story it makes her cry more. So seeing you fighting immediately makes her worried and sprint to the scene.

Then she sees you, practically slamming someone's face into the cement. Probably cries, mostly out of panic and shock. Cries after, cause my poor baby was worried about you and what was gonna happen, especially if you were okay.

Just overwhelmed, because of everything that had happening to her and then that happening. She's just so worried and upset. But you were right there to comfort her, even after beating someone's ass.

you love her, and she knows it.

☆ 𝐒𝐭𝐞𝐩𝐡 – screaming. Not her, me. She'd totally fight someone even while shitting her pants because let's be honest, Steph's a pussy. love her and her admittance too because she'd totally admit it. BUT YOU?

You start throwing hands with someone and she hears, deadass probably has popcorn magically to watch the fight video with. Biggest cheerleader, but it's also childish so she breaks it up fairly quickly but gives you a high five later then scolds you.

Don't fight on my behalf but good job on winning.

That might as well be a direct quote from her. Gives you major props though, Steph probably wouldn't have won if she was you but shit she sure would've tried. She loves you very much, but don't do it again.

She's proud. But you're def grounded.

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faithsxoxo · 14 days

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my requests r open folks!! i’ll do oneshots n headcanons n all that

#life is strange x reader #nathan prescott x reader #chloe price x reader #life is strange #kate marsh x reader #victoria chase x reader #max caufield x reader #rachel amber x reader #inside job x reader #brett hand x reader #reagan ridley x reader #myc x reader #andre lee x reader #gigi thompson x reader #faithsxoxo

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brienne-the-brave · 1 year

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Character list <3

Life is strange:

Chloe price

Rachel amber

Victoria chase

Sean diaz

Steph Gingrich

Alex chen

Gabe Chen

The last of us:

Tess Servopoulos

Ellie Williams

Dina

Gwendoline christie:

Gwen in fabric

(maybe) Lexi Wizards Vs aliens

Larissa weems

Gwendoline christie

Twilight:

Jasper Hale

Carlisle Cullen

OTHER:

Loki laufeyson

Peggy carter

Only really doing fluff and angst ATM <3

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urmumsdrycooch · 2 years

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ᗷᒪᑌE-ᕼᗩIᖇEᗪ ᗷITᑕᕼ

Victoria Chase x Reader

Summary: A reason for me to release my burning detestation for one Chloe Price. AKA Y/n and Chloe getting into an altercation for Victoria’s entertainment.

Warnings: Swearing, violence (if you squint), Rachel and Victoria actually getting along and a lot of fucking dialogue.

I'm sitting in my maths lesson next to Vic just like any other lesson, and she's doing her usual thing: picking at her nails and finding something to judge somebody on and laugh about it later. She does this when she's bored, which is pretty much all the time now that she's back in school after a summer break.

Her eyes finally land on me and she gives me a mocking smile before picking up her pencil and beginning to doodle on her desk. Her doodles are always the same: a squiggly line followed by a bunch of dots. I think it's meant to be her signature or something, it's so cursive it's unreadable.

"So, what did you get up to?" Vic asks, referencing my going MIA since the start of the day. "You were gone for ages."

"Nothing," I say quickly, knowing she'll keep pestering until I tell her.

She attempts to examine me again as she continues to draw her squiggly lines with her usual resting bitch face planted on her face.

My phone buzzes and I pull it out from my pocket. It's a text message.

"Who's that?" She interrogates in a sharp tone.

"Why are you so far up my ass today?" I shoot back, not getting a chance to read the text, "Seriously, you're so far up, I wouldn't be surprised if you crawled out my mouth with the answer."

"No need to be so crude about it." She huffs, leaning back in her chair. Her focus returns back to the teacher in front of us, arms crossed, clearly trying to hint to me that I've annoyed her.

I raise my phone, reading the text from Justin.

Justin: Hey, wanna go see a movie tonight?

The words stare me right in the face, but I can't help but feel unsure about this. Does he really want to hang out, or is it just another move to try and gain my attention? The guy's cool and all, but I guess I'm just not into him.

"Ew, what the fuck, Y/n? Him? Really? He stinks like all the time of a sewage system and has been high since birth." Victoria scolds me in my ear after reading the text.

"Do you ever stop?" I roll my eyes, sliding my phone back into my pocket, choosing to ignore Justin.

"Well, what do you expect? I've had a dull day, you disappeared so I had nobody to rant to, and now you're all about math and Justin. I need something to feast on, that whore Dana hasn't had any scandals recently, Max is getting snarkier-"

"Victoria, please." I breathe out as my hand covers her mouth, "You can rant to me later, full-blown rant. Hell, I'll even let you hit me if you want. Just, shut your fucking trap for the next 20 minutes." I request, not gaining a straight answer from the blonde.

I only receive an eye roll, a bitch face and "Un-fucking-believable." She scoffs.

This isn't the first time Vic has done shit like this. We're really close, and that's completely cool until she gets hugely irritating. She knows it too, but for some reason, she keeps doing it.

The next twenty minutes consist of me doing the work, and Victoria trying her best to prove she's ignoring me. It's pretty funny until you realise you must deal with the consequences later.

"Jesus Christ, Y/N. You've got a cut!" Victoria screeches loudly once I have put down my pen, causing the whole class to turn their attention to us. I look down to see a small scratch along the side of my finger.

"It's a paper-cut, I'll live," I mumble to her, getting an annoyed sigh from her in return.

"I'll take you to the nurse, come on." She states, raising me up from my seat by my forearm.

The teacher observes the whole event, witnessing Vic encouraging me to leave the room, "Victoria, I don't think that'll be necessary.".

"No, it is completely necessary, Y/n tends to faint when encountered with blood." She lies, lies incredibly, sometimes I wonder how she learnt to lie so well.

"What? No-" She nudges me in the ribs, immediately giving me an idea of what she was doing, "Yeah, Miss I don't feel too good."

Using a slow nod of her head and a slow exhalation, Ms Miller allows us to go to the nurse. Leaving the classroom, she drags me to the courtyard.

"Twenty minutes have passed since I last checked." She states with one raised eyebrow as if she was expecting something from me.

"You couldn't wait till the lesson was over?" I asked.

"No," Victoria snorts, as though it was the most obvious thing in the world, which it was, Victoria is infamous for her short patience... Amongst many other things.

"Hold on," Her eyes drift elsewhere for a moment, "This will be perfect."

She leads me over to the parking lot, predatory eyes still on its prey. "What exactly are we doing?"

"Oh, you'll love this. We will love this. I will love this." She smirks, not bothering to look me in the eyes.

"Hey, Carrie!" Her perfectly practised fake-smile aimed across the parking lot, catching the attention of a certain blue-haired bitch that boils my blood.

"No, Victoria," I grumble, not in the mood for the girl's antics.

She strolls over to the rusty yellow truck horrendously parked across 2 spaces, giving me no choice but to follow. She chats with Chloe for a couple of minutes, the conversation filled with backhanded comments.

"Oh hey, Y/n. Didn't see you there." Chloe says, her voice teasing.

To put it softly - I fucking hate the whore.

"Hmm? Oh yeah, wasn't looking too hard," I respond with a shrug, forcing a smile on my face.

"Oh, really, well maybe you should've been a little more interactive with the conversation me and your tall girlfriend had going on."

Victoria could see the infuriation the blue-haired girl brought out in me, oh and she loved every second of it.

"Maybe, I don't tend to find dropouts very interesting."

"So, what brings you here today?" Victoria cuts in smoothly, the way she puts people off balance is amazing.

"Meeting Rachel, she should be here in a minute," Chloe answers, Vic's face dropping at the mention of the drama student's name.

"Lovely." She rolls her eyes for like the 10th time today.

"What about you, L/n? Not been kicked out yet? We could be good friends."

"Yeah, you'd like that wouldn't you," I chuckle.

"Come on Y/n, you know I'm a friend of the world. You'll never meet a better person." She blatantly lies. Even her voice crawls under my skin and makes me want to rip it off and put it into a shredder.

"Debatable." I retort sarcastically, folding my arms.

"Don't be like that, Y/n/n. Cheer up."

"Shut up already, I'm sure you've damaged my ears," I groan then turning to Victoria, ", no like seriously. Is there blood gushing out my ears?"

Chloe furrows her eyebrows, "Excuse me?" she squeaks, not expecting such rudeness.

"I said shut up, you know, for medical reasons," I smile, feeling the familiar rage building inside me.

"That's cute, maybe Icky Vicky here can get all nurse on you." She pokes, laughing at her own words while Victoria flushes red.

"Yeah, too bad Rachel doesn't like you enough to do that to you." I spit out, making her smile sweetly.

Her eyebrow arches, "Oh, really?" Blue bitch looks around, spotting her friend approaching. "Speaking of."

"Hello, Chloe... and friends!" Rachel greets her with a bright smile.

It goes silent for a moment, Victoria blushing like a maniac, Chloe and I glaring at one another and Rachel standing in the middle of it all. She slowly shuffles toward the taller blonde, "What's going on?" She questions.

"Just let it play out, you know how they are." She answers, all their dislike for each other put to one side.

The mute environment comes to an end when Chloe bites, "So how's it feel failing at literally everything."

"Familiar, really. I think I'm starting to turn into somebody I know." I snarl.

Chloe opens her truck door and hops out, now standing about four feet away from me.

"You know what? I don't think I can be nice anymore. Maybe it's time I'm not so nice." Chloe states in an attempt to scare me.

"Oh God, Rachel catch me, I think I'm gonna faint." I joke, pretending to lose balance "Please, I've met toddlers scarier than you."

Rachel and Victoria look between each other, their faces ready and eager for Chloe and me to continue. "Hah!" Price cheers, "Finally, you've met someone your own height." She looks down at me, the single inch she has over me giving her the biggest ego boost of the century. We bite and snap at each other back and forth, while the two blondes spectating watch intently.

Rachel whispers, "You think one of them's going to act." Not daring to drag her eyes away from the interaction.

"Sure of it," Victoria smirks.

At some point during our chat, things may have gone too far. Too far being Chloe falling up against her rusty ass truck door holding her jaw.

She uselessly shouts threats, as Rachel drags her off to the side and Victoria doing the same with me. The blonde walks me through the courtyard just as she did earlier, all until we were almost back at the dorms. "I'm feeling a lot less dull now, thank you."

All I feel is pure confusion with a hint of anger and a slightly aching knuckle left over from the previous encounter. She opens her dorm room door and lets us both inside, the two of us taking a seat on her couch.

"She's such a self-absorbed bitch!" I groan, storming in, my hands shooting up to my head to massage my temples. Victoria drags my arm down from my face so she can look at me, "Well, did it release any pent-up anger?"

"No, actually. If anything, it set fire to a forest of anger inside of me." I wave my arms for dramatic effect.

She remains quiet due to her plan not working, knowing fully well the interaction was not for my benefit. The silence now left me to my own thoughts, thinking of every possible outcome of the situation. "Blue-haired tramp thinks she can talk like that to me." I think out loud.

"I know," Vic smirks. "Rachel and I both thought it was very hot."

I shake my head, chuckling softly. "You're sick, you know that right?"

"I am, but that doesn't mean I'm wrong." She laughs, putting her legs under herself and sitting upright.

"Well, I'm glad you agree at least because I'm not letting her near me again." I groan, the mere thought of the dropout making me want to throw up.

"Good, neither am I. That bitch has no fucking respect for anyone."

We lean back into the couch, enjoying the peaceful environment and letting everything sink in. It does feel nice, especially after a stressful day- ahem- 15 minutes.

"So, how about Justin? Are you going to go?" She asks as though she was doubting something.

"No, I wasn't in the first place."

"Good." She states, her confidence returning to its natural state.

"Why is that good?"

"Because you're mine, and I like having you to myself."

"Good," I repeat her single-worded answer, with a smirk.

Minutes go by, though each second feels like an hour, Victoria's head has found itself on my shoulder and I've folded my legs so that I'm sitting on them.

"I don't know why you bother, you only like me when I'm being a selfish asshole." She taunts, smiling at the thought of me being hers.

"You know what they say, 'You can't keep a good woman down'." I let out a small laugh.

"Oh, you're so original." She teases, crossing her arms and giggling.

"Hey, don't get pressed because I'm right." I joke, stroking my hand through her short, blonde hair.

"Ugh, don't start using lines like that."

"Like what?"

"Don't play dumb, it really doesn't suit you." Her eyebrow raises as her brain thinks of the perfect guilt-trip to use on me, "Maybe you're stinky little boyfriend will enjoy it."

"Boyfriend?" I repeat the word, making sure it sounds foreign coming out of my mouth. "I thought I told you I never responded to his message."

"Yes, boyfriend." She answers my first confusion, "And- Shut up." She says, leaning back into me and pressing her lips against my mouth. Her tongue sweeps across my bottom lip, teasingly, before she pulls away.

She giggles when I lean forward to continue the kiss, "Oh no." She purrs.

"None of that, definitely not after that little stunt you pulled earlier."

"But you fucking started it," I argue.

"Okay, and?"

#life is strange #life is strange x reader #life is strange before the storm #victoria chase #victoria chase x reader #rachel amber #chloe price #hate chloe price #justin williams #dana ward #max caufield #lis #lis bts #lis: bts

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multifandomfix · 2 years

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Sleeping With The Enemy - Victoria Chase

Summary: When a drunken kiss ruins things between you and Victoria, you turn to the one person you shouldn’t and Victoria will have to figure out how she really feels about you.

Word Count: 1,060

Warnings: Kinda angsty

It started off simple enough, grabbing a drink with Joy, Victoria and Melanie. You went to the bar alone, and they adopted you into their little group quite quickly. You figured what’s the harm, at least you had some company. But it was a slippery slope into something much bigger, and had you known what would come next, you would have avoided the three of them altogether.

It soon became routine for you to join them, and they let you into their lives as if you’d always been a part of the group. And while you didn’t give it much thought at the time, your crush on Victoria was growing by the day. Realistically, you assumed nothing could or would ever happen between the two of you, and you accepted it well enough. Besides, crushes were merely passing fancies anyhow, and you’d probably be over it in a couple of weeks.

Oh how wrong you were. It was another night out at the bar with them and things progressed as usual. You’d talk, laugh, complain a little perhaps and drink. Typical. But you’d been having a rough week, and you may have gotten a little more carried away than you normally would. And it seemed Victoria was in the same boat. As Melanie and Joy made their way to the door to go home, Victoria lingered behind with you for a moment.

The two of you shared a hug, where in your drunken state you said, "Love you, bye." And as soon as the words left your mouth, you regretted speaking at all. How stupid. You didn’t even think, but when Victoria let you out of the hug, you were floored that she took your face in her hands and kissed you.

"Goodbye," she whispered afterwards, and you were stuck in place in a state of utter disbelief. You thought about that moment for the rest of the night until sleep finally washed over you.

You were apprehensive about returning to the bar the following evening, unsure of what Victoria remembered from the night before. You decided you wouldn’t bring it up. When you showed up, only Victoria was there. You didn’t know if that was a good sign or a bad one.

She took your hand when you reached the bar, and your heart fluttered in your chest. "About last night," she began, and you could tell by her tone that your heart was about to break. You were right. She regretted the kiss. You nodded in reply to her explanation and subsequent apology, but you were unable to speak for fear of breaking down into tears and you stormed out of the bar.

In your haste, you bumped right into a woman trying to come in. You muttered an apology, just wanting to get out of there, but this woman stopped you. When you got a good look at her you realized it was Susan Lucci, Victoria's biggest rival. You recalled her having said something about the actress showing up in town this week.

You don’t know what made you decide to tell her your story, but you did, despite keeping the details a bit vague. You may have just gotten your heart broken by Victoria, but you weren’t going to tell her nemesis it was her that led you here. And you were doubly surprised at yourself when you accepted her offer of going to a different bar and getting to know one another.

It was a rebound. You came to realize that much by the end of the night. Susan was kind to you, even sweet really, and after your heartbreak, it felt like exactly what you needed. And you really hit it off, which is why you woke up in her hotel room the following morning. You knew this wasn’t something that would last, and you were fine with it, but god it felt good to be with someone who wanted you.

When you showed up at Victoria's usual haunt later that day, you had mixed feelings. You hadn’t given much thought to seeing Victoria again so soon. You figured you’d have time to reassess your relationship before coming face to face with her again, but Susan quickly made you forget about all that.

You lost yourself in her sweet words, her flirtation, and yet it all came crashing down when Victoria walked in. "Lucci," you heard, that one word said with such disdain announced her arrival. Suddenly you felt a wave of guilt wash over you. Then you remembered you had nothing to feel guilty for. Victoria had been the one to initiate your kiss, and the one to break your heart. So why did you feel like you were the one in the wrong?

"Victoria, I meant to see you yesterday, but I decided to take in some of the local culture instead."

"So I see," Victoria replied through gritted teeth. She then turned her glance to you. "May I have a word," she asked, trying to calm her voice.

Curious, you let Victoria pull you aside. "I know it’s not my place," Victoria started, and you huffed your agreement, but let her continue. "But, personal feelings aside, I don’t want you to get hurt. Again."

"Victoria, I know this thing with Susan isn’t going to last. It was just convenient. She was nice, she flirted, and I just needed to feel like someone cared."

"I care," Victoria tried to reason.

"Not the way I wanted you to," you confessed, though by now how you felt should be fairly obvious.

"That may not entirely be true. While, yes, I was drunk when I kissed you, Joy and Melanie may have convinced me that I shouldn’t have been so hasty in telling you I thought it was a mistake."

"So, what? Where does this leave us? Did you mean it or not?"

"I did. I’m figuring that out now. You don’t owe me anything, but I'd like to ask you for a second chance."

After everything, you began to change your mind. You thought you wanted to go back and avoid all of this, but now you just wanted to move forward. You let out a sigh. "You’re a hard woman to say no to, Victoria Chase."

Victoria smiled. "Now, will you let me gloat to Lucci?"

You laughed. "I suppose that wouldn’t hurt."

Victoria Chase: @ghostsunderstoodmysoul

#victoria chase #victoria chase one shot #victoria chase x reader #hot in cleveland #hot in cleveland one shot #request #send requests #requests open

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mediocrewallflow3r · 1 year

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To Be Loved and Have Loved - (Nathan Prescott/ AFAB Reader) Pt. 1

Title: To be Loved and Have Loved

Part 1, Part 2

Pairing: Post-Storm Nathan Prescott/ Female Reader

Rating: Explicit- minors shoo!

Word Count: 1.7k

Content/Warnings: A continuation to @delopsia 's "To Build A Home", takes place directly after, Sloppy makeouts, Light Dom/sub, Good Nathan Prescott, Life is Strange Comic Lore, post-storm, Nathan ruining his Father's dining room out of spite, plus size! reader, Nathan being soft for only the reader, Aftercare, slight subspace, future Metallica References, Nathan Prescott Needs a Hug, Praise Kink, Safe Sane and Consensual, Fluff and Smut.

A/N: Hi there my lovelies! It’s been a long while. I’ve been away improving my art in college, trying to improve at writing, and becoming a part of the Tumblr community. This is a continuation of https://www.tumblr.com/delopsia/672519407059222528/to-build-a-home?source=share and will be posted in parts. Pre-writing and posting I reached out to Del and got permission to continue their lovely fic. I’m honored that I can post my writing in addition to theirs! Feedback is very appreciated and please go check out Del!

"Why do I get the feeling that you're planning something devious?" You chirp as the two of you begin walking to your car.

"How do you feel about joining me for a secret rendezvous in my father's precious dining room?".

"Why most definitely my good sir!" you gallantly respond, curtsying for dramatic effect.

"You're a fucking weirdo, you know that right?" Nathan says, shaking his head incredulously. Though, you can see the blush dusting his pale ears.

The stars above twinkle brightly in the suburban sky while you and Nathan pile into your car, excitement buzzing between the both of you.

After turning the ignition, Nathan's hand gently reaches over and squeezes your thigh. His nimble fingers toy with the tights almost bursting because of your larger thighs.

"What's that for, cowboy?".

You watch as his bright blue eyes meet yours, amusement painting his features.

Nathan adverts his gaze from the stars and meets your eyes. "Nothing in particular, nerd," Nathan smirks under your intense gaze.

Huffing, you pull out of the old church parking lot. You see in the corner of your eye Nathan waves to a few people. A smile graces your lips at the thought he considers some survivors worthy of a wave now.

Driving through the back roads of Arcadia Bay proves interesting, many broken limbs and scrap are still littering the road- hindering the ability of drivers. You try not to think about the families that may have not survived while you drive past crushed homes.

From what you've heard, Max and Chloe have found a place closer to the remnants of downtown Arcadia. According to Victoria, Max is even collaborating with her art gallery in New York. She mentioned something about Chloe working up to being a small-town mechanic. You try not to think about Mark Jefferson's ongoing trial.

"What're you thinkin' so hard about, little doe?" Nathan questions, gently. His thumb tugs and twists at your tights fervently.

"Our friends." You sigh.

"Pfftt- we have friends? Since when?".

"Since you got off your high horse and we started leaving our home more,".

Nathan tugs your tights in retaliation, snapping them back loudly for effect.

"Don't get bratty with me, Y/N, you know better,".

"That's ironic coming from you, Mr. 'The Prescott’s rule this town!'".

Nathan laughs, a real goofy laugh, his canine teeth shining bright in the moonlight.

He rolls down the windows, whooping and hollering, suddenly. Your eyes can't stray away from his strawberry-blonde hair swirling around in the breeze.

"Yeah, I'd fucking suppose so!" He shouts back over the loud wind.

Giggling quietly, your eyes catch a glance of the Prescott Manor gate between the dark trees causing you to pull into the long-winded driveway subsequently. The lights are off, as per usual. You allow yourself to enjoy the cold night air like the person beside you in the vehicle.

Hesitantly, you pull into the garage. The lights automatically turn on brightly, allowing you to see the drywall- that you know must cost more than your entire tuition. The old Nathan would have pretended not to see your shaking hands gripping the steering wheel tight, but this one can't and won't miss that shit.

Surprisingly, Nathan begins to lean over the center console, his hand moving from your thigh to gently squeeze your hand. In the corner of your eye, you see his normally death-worthy stare turn soft.

"You can relax baby, I don't care if you hit the drywall. I've done it before for fucks sake!".

"You noticed?".

"How could I have not? You're shaking like a goddamn leaf.".

You purse your lips, nodding. You know Nathan is right, but the one interaction you experienced with his father sits heavy in your mind. The anxious silence stretches whilst Nathan begins to gather your coats and other belongings from the back seat.

You hear the click of the passenger door opening and then Nathan speaking gently to you, "Let's go, weirdo.". On autopilot, you open the car door and begin walking towards the Manor doorsteps. Nathan, much further ahead of you, shifts through his keys looking for the correct one. After a few moments, you hear a quiet "a ha!" When he finds the right key.

Nathan pushes the door open with you wandering close behind him. He hits the main hallway light switch. Both of you take off your shoes in comfortable silence. You were taking much longer, the converse adorning your feet proving difficult to take off quickly.

Then, Nathan's sharp cupid bow is kissing your ear, and his rough hands gently squeeze your shoulders. "We don't have to do this tonight," he whispers into the dusted pink shell of your ear.

Oh God, but I want to.

Pushing your back firmer onto his chest, you respond bashfully, "I want this, I do, I'm just nervous.".

Nathan's hands wander, slipping under your sweater- caressing your stomach and happy trail. "Why're you nervous? It's just me,".

"I want things to be good for you,", I don't want you to leave me, remains heavy in your mind as you nervously chuckle out into the dusty Manor hallway.

Nathan's hands stop in their tracks. "Are you fucking serious?".

Unspoken words sour inside Nathans's mouth; "Do you know who I am? I've killed people. My hands shouldn't be touching your kind body. I've been with so many people, you shouldn't have second best as your first. I have to take medicine to be sane. I scream and shout at you regularly. You shouldn't trust me.".

Caressing his right-hand causes Nathan's eyes to droop warmly as he lets out a quiet, "humph".

"Ever since I've met you, I haven't wanted anybody else...", you continue, laying everything out on the table- literally.

"Then I s'pose we're on the same fuckin' page, baby. ", Nathan’s voice has got that deep, gravelly tone to it again, the tone that you remember with vivid detail, the tone he used that one Thursday morning before the storm.

Your shoulders fold inwards, warmth blooming inside your chest. Nathan's chest presses into your shoulder blades while freezing hands play with your belly button piercing, and his breath fans out across the baby hairs growing on your neck. He's everywhere but nowhere.

"To the dining room...?".

"Fuck yeah, doe-eyes.".

Efficiently, Nathan hauls you up into his lanky arms and quickly walks down the winding corridor. Abruptly, he turns to the left entering his family's large dining room. He pauses at the door briefly, allowing you to hit the light switch.

Almost immediately, the ridiculously large chandelier gracing the ceiling of the room lit up brightly. Nathan moved less than gracefully, sitting you down in a dining chair. He made quick work of the dusty table settings, quite obviously for decoration, by grasping the end of the tablecloth and yanking it off the table.

Before you could even register the loud noises of shattered glass, Nathan's soft lips were on yours. Nathan gently cradled your head, his other arm lifting you onto the wooden dining table. Soft groans settled in the back of his throat after hearing a small whimper from you.

Taking a breath, Nathan leaned forward on yours, his nose brushing gently on yours. “Easy, easy, baby,” he whispered, “It’s just me,”. Please don’t be scared of me , remains on the tip of his tongue. “I know,” you whispered back, understanding. A pause settled in the dining room, heavy gasps coming in and out of both of your lungs.

Nathan settles onto his forearms, lips brushing against yours but not entirely closing the gap, bony hips circling gently into yours. “I think I’m getting major Deja-vu right now, Nate,” you chuckled, brushing your fingers through his fiery hair.

“I don’t think this time’ll be the same,” Nathan chuckled, chin resting on the top of your sternum.

"Can I touch you?", you ask gently, hands itching to reach out and touch.

Nathan's eyes flick away from your face, his teeth beginning to chew on his lip anxiously. You feel a tremor run through his spine.

"Uh- yeah, you can touch me, just- um- tell me where before you do," Nathan stutters out, his eyes not meeting your hopeful ones.

"Okay," you whisper, smiling up at him.

Nathan's lips tug into a soft smile and his dimples show slightly despite his avoidance of eye contact.

"Can I touch uh- down there? " You nervously ask, peering up at Nathan's sharp features.

Way to fucking go Shakespeare.

Airy chuckles erupt from Nathan's lungs, his laughter shaking the both of you.

"Yes, babe, you can touch my dick, that's why we're fuckin’ here, to begin with,", he says in amusement, a smirk gracing his rose pout.

Your smile quickly shifts into a pathetic pout, and Nathan's face softens upon seeing the change in emotion. "Don't be upset baby, you're doing just what I asked," he coos at you, his fingers slightly pinching your cheek. That once faint, woodsy musk cologne invades your senses, his praise settling deep into your lower abdomen. Nathan's lips brush against yours and his tongue cheekily licks over your lips to the tip of your nose. An amused breath releases from Nathan’s lungs as you continue attempting to lock lips with him. Silently, your hand clenches up and hits Nathan’s shoulder in respite.

“Stop teasing me, you motherfucker,” you whimper out in frustration, your legs flailing underneath the weight of Nathan’s lithe body.

If he doesn’t fuck you six ways to Sunday soon, you’re going to be so pissed at him.

Nathan’s slick tongue trails over your collarbone up to the ridges of your neck slowly. His hands glide over the plush skin adorning your hips, and deep short breaths release from his nose loudly.

“I’ll tease you when I wanna’ tease you,” Nathan teases, his voice being muffled by the spot of your skin he’s worrying to death with his teeth.

In retaliation of some sort, your right hand begins drifting down towards the stiff bulge prominent in Nathan’s designer jeans. Your fingers sneak under the waistline quietly and begin brushing your hand over the curls adorning his happy trail. Nathan ever distracted with the large hickies that he’s painting your chest with, groans in surprise.

Your fingers brush over the tip of his cock gently, the girth taking you by surprise.

“When were you gonna’ tell me you were packing?”, you tease Nathan, loosely gripping his cock.

A soft, “Fuck,” comes out in a deep breath from Nathan while his fingers travel from your hips up to your plump tits.

“I didn’t plan on telling you, I planned on showing you,” he chuckles.

“Then fucking show me you tease!” you shout at him, almost playfully. Deep down you want him to snap, to let go.

Quickly Nathan’s hand gently slaps your thigh, re-establishing his commanding demeanor. He leans his face right in front of yours as his intense gaze bears down on you; “You’ll get what you want, you know that, so behave,” he hisses out.

#nathan prescott #life is strange #lis #max caulfield #chloe price #victoria chase #mark jefferson #fanfic #wallflower writes (✿◠‿◠#nathan prescott/reader #nathan prescott x reader

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nathanpr3sc0tt · 9 months

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"It's cool, Nathan... Don't stress... You're okay, bro. Just count to three... Don't be scared... You own this school... If I wanted, I could blow it up... You're the boss..."— Nathan in "Chrysalis"

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candyfloss5000 · 5 months

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Five Minutes

Nathan Prescott x reader

Summary: you're just trying to study in peace, but you're boyfriend has other ideas...

a/n: the ending is a little shit, but I'm shit at writing smut so here we are.

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"Nathan, not now." You're sat in the middle of your dorm's bed, notes and annotations spread out around you, as you try to study for your upcoming practise exam. It was going pretty well, you managed to get a couple hours of study time in peace, until Nathan had his last class for the day and made a beeline to your room.

"You really gonna give Shakespeare more attention than me?" He has his arms loosely wrapped around your torso from behind, occasionally presses kisses to your cheek and neck to try and tempt you to become putty in his hands.

"When he's worth more than half my grade, yeah." You say back, reading through a page of your annotations.

"Yeah, well, I'm worth more than this whole fucking town so..." Nathan cuts himself off to presses his lips to your neck again.

"Nate." You say sternly, as he tries to spice it up more. To be honest, the words on the page infront of you have been blurred by the desire sitting in your soul. It's very rare that you can gain control over Nathan Prescott.

"Come on!" He throws his head back in annoyance. "You've been at it for over two hours, just have a five minute break!" Nathan pleads as he rests his head agaisnt your shoulder. You try not to relish in how much control you have over this boy, knowing how needy he can get and how you're completely in control of his pleasure.

Trying to be discreet, Nathan's starts slowly inching his hands upwards and under your loose shirt.

"Jesus, you're fucking cold!" Your body shivers at the temperature change.

"I could think of a few ways on how you could change that." Nathan says back, before squeezing your tits over your bra.

"A few ways, or positions?" You quirk a brow, as you look over your shoulder at the blonde.

"Tomato, tomatoe." Nathan shrugs, before practically lunging forward to capture your lips with his own. His kiss is rough and desperate, enough to take your breath away.

You lean away from him, after his tongue swipes across your lips. "Five minutes." You remind him and he has to contain how giddy he is that you've finally given in.

"Five minutes." He assures you again, not wasting a second to reconnect your lips again.

Five minutes, turned into ten. Ten, turned into twenty. And before you know it, you're covered in blossoming purple marks, his shirt thrown over your head and both your bodies clinging onto one another as you drift into a deep slumber.

#Life is strange #life is strange x reader #nathan prescott #nathan prescott x reader #chloe price #Rachel amber #max caulfield #Victoria chase #warren graham #Kate marsh

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smizzy · 10 months

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do it for u

been YEARSSSS since bts dropped and I don't see more fics than my grandma age n she pushin 90.....

Throwing parties weren't for the weak

but look where u are now

you only thought it was right since the loyl's birthday was in 2 days

Blackwell never knew how you could even spend bills like that when you weren't anywhere close to Victoria and Nathan's social class

you still came thru nonetheless after being accused of embezzlement which is most likely true

anything for Ms. Amber even if you end up in a orange jumpsuit and cuffs

she could read you like a book but she couldn't put her finger on what you were hiding

oh brother if u seen her face the night of her very own night

"HAPPY BIRTHDAYYYYY RACHELLLLL" darn near all the cities that collectively make Oregon could've heard that

made many people wish their significant other did it for them on their birthday which most likely ended up with a break up..

the REAL meaning of "stuntin on these hoes"

everyone KNOWS who the birthday girl is

someone shares the same birthday and is currently in the birthday bash?????

sorry baby but u gon need 2 gtfo

yes u in fact did get firewalk to get on that stage and sing til their fingers get bloody and can't reach high notes anymore

just to prove how far you'd go for her and Chloe igz

you'd just be sitting in a corner booth with Vic sharing a blunt no wonder why but Rachel still had your attention in the most heart wrenching way

"God you're literally lovesick it's making me actually sick"

we all know she thinks it's absolutely adorable and if the lighting was better she'd snap a pic

maybe she did maybe not....

you'll both find out tomorrow on her insta page :3

after Victoria left and everyone seemed to calm down with drinks in their hands and swaying around.

you seen Rach coming right to you with pure fucking love written all over her face

too bad you were alr meeting her halfway like a moment in a corny movie

"I heard you're the mastermind behind all of this?"

She looked at every aspect of your face and examined your facial features under the bright red light shining upon everyone

"Only for you Rachel Amber"

That might've been the last straw for her to fully decide she wanted to get the hell outta Arcadia bay with you right now

She knew you could possibly end up behind bars before she could even wake up n brush her teeth

"Let's leave....tonight"

#rachel amber x reader #rachel amber #lis rachel amber #before the storm #amberprice #max caulfield #victoria chase #nathan prescott #life is strange x reader #life is strange imagines #rachel amber imagine #chloe price #chloe price x reader

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pristinekanesays · 1 year

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🦋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)

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