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Literally just headcanons
NO LONGER DOING REQUESTS due to me not liking forsaken anymore save for chance who I turned into my oc😊✌️and my beautiful beautiful taph whom I have no clue how to make my own -
Paycheck shenanigans bc they're infecting my brain like a disease by drPegger
Fandoms: Forsaken (Roblox)
06 Oct 2025
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Headcanons drabbles and oneshotsღゝ◡╹ )ノ
If I figure out how to get photos on here I might post my art too but for now I can't •᷄ࡇ•᷅
Legit anything paycheck related it can be smut it can be fluff it can be angst (not TOO likely because I prefer to keep them happy ˃͈◡˂͈ but I might make angst if I'm upset enough...it'll probably end up being hurt/comfort LMAO)
I'm not good at writing but this is for fun not a grade
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Chance buys a little something for the two of you to use and have fun with! Nghh I love Chance and his stupid fuckass dog skin.
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Idk dude you notice Taph is acting off around you; his movements are noticeably more stiff, he almost refuses to face towards you, lingers by your side but at a distance no matter what. I wonder why? (Spoiler alert: he likes you and is trying to not make it weird)
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You don’t know how the fuck he got you to agree to this. Maybe he’d looked at you differently, buttered you up too much, but whatever they did worked. You really were at your wits end. Sure on occasion he’d take you to the exquisite gatherings he attends, but never with a fucking vibrator up you.
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Chance tries to have fun at a social gathering but hates it by the end. What a loser.
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yippieiei this is my first ao3 fic so please bare with me if im not a sususuuuper awesome writer IM GETTIN THERE 3 kinda new to writing for forsaken characters so dont hate me if they r outta character sometimes :c I HEART CHANCE !! if u laik please feel free to request specific things - but please be reasonable n no weird c00lkid things - GOSH IM NERVIUS OKOK BAI
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"A year. You had been with Chance for a year now and honestly life had never been better. You felt so loved and adored by the man that you couldn't help but feel better about yourself in every aspect. He made you confident again, he made you happy again, and lord he made you believe in love again. It was sweet, how you went from not believing in romance whatsoever to being absolutely head over heels with him.
But, aside from that it was your anniversary tomorrow to officially tick the one year mark. Of course you two knew and went on dates before then, but tomorrow officially marked the day he asked you to be his partner and become exclusive. You couldn't forget the date even if you tried. So, you decided you wanted to get him a present that showed how much you were truly thankful for having him in your life."
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OR: It's you and Chance's one year anniversary of being together, and you get them a special dress as a gift to wear on your date night... and to take off later.
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"Okay, I'll match you." You said, both breaking into a familiar smile as he turned the flop. You weren't even concerned with your cards anymore, focusing more on the actual bets at hand than anything. He looked at his hand and the floor before grabbing three more chips and throwing them in.
"Your bra, panties, and whatever you want." He said. Trying to keep any semblance of a poker face was useless for him now, grinning ear to ear as he watched you play with your chips, lifting them up and dropping them back into the stack.
"Okay," you said, grabbing three chips. "Your boxers, a make-out session, and whatever you want." You matched him. Watching his face redden this time at the description. He flipped the next card on the river, and before even looking at it he pushed all his chips in the center.
"You." He said.
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OR: A game of strip poker between your friend group heats up once everyone but Chance leaves.
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On a park bench outside the restaurant in a fancy dress, heels, and running makeup as the rain continued to downpour on you.
You started to shake from the cold, wondering why you even kept trying this stupid idea until a familiar voice piped up from in front of you:
"I'm honestly thinkin' ya need to stop trying, sugar."
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OR: Reader gets ghosted on a date and has a breakdown, and Chance comforts them for the rest of the night.
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17 Jul 2025
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Giggles twirls my hair kicks my feet screams in pillow