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Hello, can you write a fluff story between two time and reader? I have seen that he has not gotten any requests yet

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Two Time x Reader

c: fluff, emotional an: I'm back! Ooh a fluff story request and two time, yeah i notice too i didn't make a story about Two Time. This story is a fantasy not related to Forsaken setting, i want to make this into fantasy, (maybe cuz I'll been reading fantasy lately mostly dark fantasy). I hope you don't mind it and thank you for the cute request 🩷

You and Two Time finally got home and stepped inside the cabin, both of you exhausted from the chase. You had been hunting down those pesky little ghosts that had been bothering the village all week.

Dinner was quiet. You both ate in silence, still catching your breath. As you finished your meal, you caught yourself watching them, tired, but calm. When you were done, they stayed in the kitchen while you began washing the dishes. You noticed their eyes on you.

"Is something wrong?" you asked, glancing at them.

They shook their head. "I'm just tired... I want to sleep, but I want us to sleep together."

You smiled gently and patted their shoulder.

"You can go ahead and sleep first. I’ll just be in my room for a while, I need to work on some spells," you said softly.

They looked slightly disappointed but hid it quickly with a nod. As they turned to leave, you leaned in and kissed his cheek.

"I’ll be there soon," you reassured them.

You watched them walk away and felt a pang of guilt. You knew you might not make it back to them tonight, not with the spell you needed to try again. Still, you had to try.

You let Two Time sleep alone...

You made your way to your room, filled with books, potion bottles, and hanging plants. With a sigh, you sat at the table and opened the book you had been studying. You began following the instructions carefully.

...

Hours passed. It was already midnight. You paused and looked over your shoulder, half-expecting to see them standing at the doorway. But the entrance was empty.

Maybe they really was too tired to wait up this time.

The fire crackled quietly beside you as you worked through the night. Brewing potions, casting spells, this was your life. As a wizard, you had to seek knowledge, to improve. And deep down, you wanted to prove yourself. To show Two Time... that you were capable.

But as you flipped through the pages of the spellbook, your thoughts kept drifting. You were overthinking again, thinking about Two Time. They're asleep alone in the room, and you'd left them there without a second thought.

You tried to refocus, adjusting the position of the books in front of you. But the unease kept creeping in, gnawing at your mind until you finally stood up, leaving your chair behind as you walked toward the bedroom.

Before you could open the door, you heard it, heavy breathing. Strained, panicked. You rushed inside and saw Two Time tossing in their sleep, their breaths ragged and uneven. A nightmare.

“Two Time?! Hey, Two,” you called out, shaking his shoulder. They didn’t respond, still trapped in the dream. You shook them again, a little more firmly this time.

They jolted awake with a gasp, sitting up in bed. Without hesitation, you cupped their face in your hands.

“Two, it’s me,” you whispered gently.

Their wide eyes locked onto yours, and they breathed your name in a soft, fragile voice. You smiled at them, still holding their face with both hands, trying to offer comfort and presence.

“What happened?” you asked, wanting to understand the dream that had shaken them so deeply.

“I saw you gone,” they said quietly. “I was left alone.”

You shook your head slowly and moved closer to sit beside them on the bed, never letting go of them.

“It was just a dream. A nightmare. Nothing’s going to happen to me,” you whispered, pulling them into your arms. They leaned into you, clinging gently.

“I won’t leave you. I promise,” you said, pressing a kiss to the top of their head, your own resting against their. “You’ll never be alone. I’ll always be here with you.”

After a quiet moment, you gently pulled away and said, “Stay here. I’ll be back, I promise.”

You returned to your workspace, carefully tidying up, putting away potions and ingredients. Then you grabbed something you’d been working on for days, a small pouch filled with magic.

When you returned to their room, they looked up at you, curious. You smiled softly, walking in and blowing out the candles until the room was cast in darkness. Only the moonlight filtered through the window now.

You climbed onto the bed beside them, and they gave you a puzzled look.

“Do you want to see stars?” you asked.

They blinked. “It’s midnight… and it’s too dangerous to g—”

“Not outside,” you interrupted, smiling. “Here.”

They tilted their head. “How?”

You opened the pouch in your hand. They watched as shimmering glitters sparkled inside. You took a pinch, then threw it upward toward the ceiling. Both of you looked up, and watched the glitter bloom into glowing stars above.

Two Time's eyes widened in awe.

“They’re beautiful,” they whispered.

You smiled, watching their face soften with wonder. You moved your hand through the air, guiding the stars to dance above.

“Give me your hand,” you said softly.

They turned to you, gently placing their hand in yours. You directed one of the stars to float down toward their palm. Their eyes grew even wider as the glowing light settled into their hand.

“They’re not real stars,” you said, “but you can imagine they are.”

They gazed at the star in their palm, holding it close.

“I’m sorry for leaving you alone to sleep,” you added, gently cupping their hand in yours. “I just wanted to practice, to learn more… so that one day, you’ll see I’m good at spells. That I’m worthy.”

“You don’t have to prove anything to me,” they said softly. “You’re enough, even if you’re not perfect at magic.”

Your heart swelled at their words.

“Thank you, Two,” you said with a smile.

They smiled back, then released the star, sending it back up to the ceiling with the others. Then he opened their arms, inviting you into a hug. You gladly accepted, wrapping your arms around them.

You both stayed like that, wrapped in the warmth of each other and the magic of the stars above. As the quiet night embraced you, Two Time began to hum, a familiar lullaby. The same one you always sang to chase away his nightmares.

n: credit to the art, their two time art it's cute

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JUST SAW YOUR INJURY POST. I HOPE YOU'RE OKAY!!! I'M SORRY THAT HAPPENED TO YOU. PLEASE TKAE CARE OF YOURSELF AND DON'T FORGET TO EAT AND DRINK AND SLEPE WELL!! IF YOU NEED MEDICATION DON'T FOGET TO TAKE IT!!!

Hahaha, thank you for your worries I'm fine and feel better now got heal up and taking care of myself. Just a small injured but everything is healed and I'm fine to go back making stories :>

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OOOOH 👀👀

I hate drawing hats.

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Hey darlings. I just wanted to let you know that I won’t be posting any stories. I got a small injury and need some time to rest and heal. Don’t worry about me, I’m perfectly fine! It was just a tiny little accident :]

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oc belong to @kaftoci

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maaan i love 7n7 so much, my beloved main oooowww oww

he's so silllyyyyyyyyy!!!!!!

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( - Regenerates from ashes - )

Hi can I get a Forgetful!Reader x John Doe ( Forsaken ) hcs.. they sometimes forget the corruption arm and I dunno what the heck happens when you touch it, but I'm pretty sure it's different from the trail..

i think I'm weird so I cast fire on myself :O

( - combusts in fire - )

When i reading this, i immediately thought of Blind Reader and 1x1x1x1 Hahaha, i also want to write about Doe's corrupted arm, but this request came to save my life. Well, thank you for your John Doe request :>

Curiosity - John Doe x Forgetful!Reader

You watch him sitting in the chair, talking with his henchmen, while you sit across from them, quietly observing. But something catches your eye, his arm.

You sigh, eyes fixated on John Doe’s corrupted arm.

You’ve always wondered what would happen if you touched it? Would it burn your hand? Cause you pain? Or worse, corrupt you, too?

You're curious. Deeply curious about him. About his corruption. You want to touch it, to feel what it does to him.

Not out of recklessness, but because you care. You're worried about him.

...

After roaming around his place for a while, you find comfort under a wisteria tree, its beautiful lavender leaves calming you.

Once you’ve had your fill of the scenery, you head back inside. As you walk past a room, something catches your attention. You step back and peek inside.

It’s Doe. Asleep on an armchair.

Realizing it’s his room, you quietly step inside. The door creaks and you curse under your breath, quickly checking if he woke up. He’s still asleep. Maybe that meeting tired him out.

You slowly approach him and kneel beside the chair, admiring his peaceful sleeping face. A soft snore escapes him, and you chuckle quietly.

Your gaze drifts again to his corrupted arm. Curiosity spikes once more. You want to touch it.

You slowly raise your fingers toward the dark, spiked limb, just inches away, when suddenly-

A noise from the shelves. A cat jumps down.

You sigh in relief, but when you turn back around, you freeze. Doe is awake, quietly staring at you. You brace yourself for anger, but… his expression is calm.

“I’m sorry,” you murmur.

He smiles softly and lets out a light chuckle, sitting up as you stand.

“You forgot something,” Doe says.

You blink in confusion. He sighs, “Remember what I told you? You’re not allowed to touch my arm.”

Your eyes widen as the memory rushes back. He had warned you. Said something bad would happen if you touched it.

You groan at your own forgetfulness and plop down beside him. He chuckles again, but coughs into his hand, catching your attention.

“Come here,” he says gently.

You slowly stand and walk over. He pulls you onto his lap, turning his corrupted arm toward you.

You look at him, surprised, and he smiles.

“Actually… I lied. Nothing will happen to you if you touch it.”

Your brows rise. He gestures toward his arm. “Go ahead.”

You meet his eyes, then slowly reach out, brushing your fingers along the spikes. Your hand moves through the smoke rising from it, watching as faint 01 numbers flicker across the surface like glitches.

You can’t help but smile. Doe notices, and chuckles at your delighted expression.

The two of you sit there quietly, sharing the moment.

Later, he gently leads you to bed, and when he sees you’ve fallen asleep, he leans in and kisses your forehead with a smile.

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Check this masterpiece ✨

If your requests are still open, could I request some Survivor!reader x John Doe headcanons(angst).

Reader used to know John before he became heavily corrupted. Now reader just feels disgusted about what happend to John.

i was bawling my eyes out over one song by conan gray, i had to make a small drabble out of this shit.

Ofc the one i wrote might be a lil bit of you having a crush on John, probably.

The cut that always bleeds.

I made the doodle... ITS UGLY OKAY-

You we're one of his friend, the closest one of all. Even though had a crush on him, but you never confessed it, you just kept it a secret. You've been through his days talking, hanging out, and even joining in to celebrate his wedding with his new wife.

It was fun while it lasted. But the sudden feeling that you had to do something about that feeling had left you and you weren't sure what to do. You still talked and hung around, but now when he'd look over and smile at you your heart would race. You wanted more, and not just from him, but also for him to return some of the feelings. You knew that you couldn't tell him how you felt, but it might be the best to leave that feeling alone.

Now, the feeling of it is just gone. You were stuck inside a world, with several survivors trying to defend themselves from the killer. You don't know who it was, then it started to scratch you. It hurts. You can feel your blood flowing into your veins. The pain is too much for you, and yet you try to keep going. You ran away from that certain killer, unable to look who it was, because your vision was blurry. Thankfully, there was a medkit. You got it, and bandaged up your arm. It felt numb after you put them on, but it wasn't bleeding anymore.

You went up to Elliot, who was dead worried about the others, but he was relieved to found you and you stayed by his side. You glanced at the killer, realizing that it was not what you think it is. It's your friend, John Doe. But why was he doing this? Why did he have to kill so many people? Your thoughts are running wild, and it takes everything inside of you to just keep breathing. You don't want to die by the hands of his.

Elliot was looking at you and saw your state. He grabbed your hand and led you somewhere safe, but you stayed there. Just looking at your only friend who's trying to murder your other friends. "Why?" You ask with tears streaming down your face.

You felt disgusted. You don't think he even remembers you anymore, the fact that he hit you with his claws and made you bleed. He looks at you with blank eyes and said nothing. You thought he was going to kill you, but he didn't. He knew that inside of his mind, you looked similar to someone he knows. Then, he turned away from you to kill the others.

You we're devastated. You knew he wouldn't remember you, and you thought maybe, maybe if you were there to help him, but now he's corrupted. You felt helpless. It was like your friend was trying to kill himself and the only person who could stop him was gone. You wanted to help him, but you had no idea what you could do. You wanted to help him, but he wouldn't even allow you to approach him.

Elliot was still beside you, and you kneel down on the patch of grass, just hugging him out for some comfort. He wrapped his arms around you and you both just sat there holding each other. He doesn't say anything else. It was enough for you. Both of you waited until the timer runs out.

Legit the whole round Elliot was comforting you.

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to myself, I CANT DOODLE ON MY PHONE IT SUCKS ASS

anyway here's from my ugly ahh doodle of you with two time and mafioso i guess...

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Idk if it's possible but if so can I req Noli (Forsaken) × Y/n?

I'm so interested in this literal walking meme u have no idea lmao

NOLI X Y/N

YOUR WISH IS MY COMMAND ANON 🔥

I’m so hyped up for the minecraft movie, ya’ll got no idea 😭 ANYWAYSSSSS ya’ll get double requests for today cuz I love thursdays so much!

Anyways say hi to noli 😼

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day 16

also not made in mspaint

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HAII i love how u write ur portrayal of griefer.... i might even draw fanart of it who knows... 🍰

Oooh thank you :> Yep, I love portraying Griefer as a character who wants something and will get it no matter what, haha. Oh, and you should! I’d love to see your art. If you do share it, I’d really appreciate it! 🩷

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I like the Roblox writing you make

Thank you :] Another one that made me motivate more 🩷

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This is so cool, you know messy arts are beautiful (in my opinion it gives the vibes of my anger issue 😂)

Idk if people would love my messy artstyle since it's a part of my little doodle whenever I'm stressed or bored 😭💔

But just reminding myself about the previous one made me do more like these, so Rochas and Mafioso again :3

(my highlighters broke after using it)