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Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: Among Us (Video Game)
Rating: Mature
Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings
Relationships: imposter/crewmate - Relationship, Black/White
Characters: All of the colors and their imposter counterparts
Additional Tags: POV Second Person, Reader is not a character, Canon-Typical Violence, Playing real loose with the game mechanics, monsterfuckers get some rights, timeloop-freeform?, Blood Play, Xenophilia, no beta we die like fools, Enemies to Lovers, Sort Of, Ambiguous/Open Ending
Summary:
Amaranthine: everlasting, unfading.
“We had another chat too.” He offers very diplomatically.
“Right.” There is no way you can run all the way to the cafeteria to call the emergency meeting. But maybe you can keep him talking, long enough for the lights to come back on. If nothing else that will make it harder for him to make a clean getaway. “Do you have these chats with my crewmates?”
“No, none of them have ever seemed much for conversation after realizing what I am.”
The crew of the Skeld is trapped. They count cycles instead of hours or days now. It all leaves Black with a lot of questions, and maybe all of these iterations are starting to drive him a little insane. Because asking the things that have been sent to kill his crewmates and himself has started to seem like a good idea.
