#crewmate x reader

Ooooo I like this idea! For this the evil crewmate will be Blue, and the good impostor will be a Pink Fem!Reader 

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“A goddamn self-report is what it is!! Don’t fucking lie, Pink!!”

You flinched as Blue slammed a fist down on the table, startling everyone else too. Even their mini crewmate children seemed terrified by how aggressive their parent was acting. 

“I dunno, you’re acting mighty sus yelling all the time..” Brown pointed out as they tipped their hat up. “But not every report is a self-report, ya know.”

“How do you know this wasn’t one?!!”

“Pink and I discovered the body together. There’s no way she would’a done it if she was with me the whole time.”

“Yeah,” you decided to speak up. “Let’s just skip for now--”

“Why?” Blue huffed. “We can just get rid of more deadweight if we vote someone off.”

Everyone in the meeting was stunned by their remark. But since every crewmate was a viable asset to the team, they decided to just quickly skip the vote at your suggestion and return to their tasks.

You, on the other hand, had another target in-mind now.

The truth was, you’ve only been killing crewmates who have been rude, lazy, or just plain disrespectful to everyone. You overheard some actually being glad the first dead body was someone they disliked, so you were doing them a service.

From the way Blue lashed out at this meeting...you knew you had to take them out next.

If they acted that aggressive around your team, who knows how they acted around their children.

Your halo hovered over your pink helmet as you made your way through the vents, arriving to the electrical room where you heard your target’s grumbles.

“Fucking dumbasses...if it were up to me I’d get them ALL thrown off--shut up, brats! I didn’t mean you. Jeez I should’ve left you back on Earth if I knew you were gonna be this whiny.”

The whimpers of the mini crewmates only made you angrier, so you decided to sabotage the door, forcing it to close.

“Huh?!” Blue stormed over to investigate while you quietly emerged from the vent with your knife ready.

But they abruptly spun around to face you, their whole body tensing with surprise. “You bi-"

“Honestly? I think you’re the deadweight we need to get rid of.” You smirked under your blue visor, which soon became splattered with the blood of the pathetic excuse of a crewmate as you jabbed them with the knife several times.

Soon the door opened after their body fell. Knowing you had to be quick, you made your way back to the vent, though you heard tiny pitter-patter footsteps and noticed the two mini crewmates following you.

‘Huh..usually they stay where their parent died..’ You realized they must have truly hated Blue if they were willing to follow their murderer.

So you scooped them up and hushed them softly, sneaking back into the vent.

.............

“It was me.”

The crew looked at you in surprise; nobody had even asked where the body was found yet, so your confession caught them off-guard for a moment.

“I killed Blue and..their kids went with me.” You patted the head of the blue mini crewmate, seeing it nuzzle into your gloved palm. “Seems they’re a shitty crewmate and parent. But before you eject me, could one of you take care-”

“Wait who says anythin’ about ejecting ya?”

“...huh?” You looked at Brown, confused. “But I’m the Impostor..”

“So? Ya actually did us a service by killing that jerkwad...”

“Yeah, I hated their guts.”

“So mean..calling us deadweight! I’m glad karma got to them!”

“I knew Pink was sus but..she's cool.”

“You aren’t randomly killing us, so we’ll spare you.”

Stunned, you looked at all your crewmates, feeling humble that they actually wanted to keep you on the ship. The blue mini crewmates were especially happy to learn this as they jumped up and down on the table.

“Though don’t think we’ll let ya have free reign sabotaging the ship,” Brown warned. “Or else we’ll eject ya on the spot.”

“I won’t touch the reactors or O2, I promise.” You crossed your heart. "Th-Thank you."

Relief only swept over you once everybody decided to skip the voting.

It seems you’ve help them realize something today: 

I gotta say all your ideas for Among Us fics are *chefs kiss* Can't get enough of them!

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"No one has died yet..it's kinda strange..”

“Well maybe the Impostor’s being overly cautious.”

“Probably. But I thought they were all ruthless and smart.”

“Keep in mind that the parasites can mimic their host’s personalities.” You spoke up at the daily meeting. “So they could very well be cowardly and...not too smart.”

“How do you know so much about Impostors?” One crewmate sneered, causing you to glare at them and slam down a file.

“Because I’m in charge of researching them, dipshit..” You huffed. “I’m not saying we should spare them if they’re caught. But knowing their personality type narrows down our list of suspects.”

“So...you got any idea?”

“...not yet. Just keep an eye on how the person next to you acts, and we should have our culprit soon.”

The whole crew agreed to skip the vote, as everyone went back to finishing their tasks soon after. You sighed and picked up the file, before checking to see what you should do next.

But as soon as you did, you frowned as the lights went out. ‘Of course..now they decide to sabotage something.’ You shook your head, heading out of the cafeteria--

Only to stop as you heard the squeak of a vent opening before it slammed shut.

It was too dark to tell if someone entered or exited it, but you prayed it was the former as you looked around.

Then the lights turned back on, and you saw one of your crewmates return from electric. “Did you see someone vent? Or was it you-?”

“It wasn’t me. I dunno if someone went in or out...but I’ll keep an eye on all the vents.” You told them.

“...wow, you’re taking one hell of a risk doing that.” They chuckled, petting their one-eyed dog. “I know you can’t be them ‘cuz you’re pretty damn bold. Wish this coward would just show themselves already.”

You simply nodded, before you made your way to weapons to complete the task of shooting down asteroids from a nearby belt.

Then, of course, your paranoia kicked in yet again as the door behind you slammed shut. You huffed in annoyance, wondering what kind of game the Impostor was trying to play this time.

Are they doing this on purpose? To make you scared so your nervousness could be mistaken for cowardice?

“Well you’re not gonna intimidate me, Impostor..” You grumbled, finishing your task.

But once more, you heard a small squeak of metal, looking to see--

“P-Please don't run! I’m not one of the infected-types!”

“...huh?” Tilting your head, you looked at the person still in the vent, their head poking out as their hand shakily grasped the grates. “Ah..so it's you--"

“I-I beg you..d-don’t eject me, I swear on my life I will not h-hurt anybody!” Despite their face not being visible, they seemed to be crying given the sniffles you heard.

You couldn’t help but feel bad for them, as you sighed. “Fine. I'm gonna trust that you're being genuine. Just stay out of trouble or I won't hesitate to kick you out."

They flinched, but nodded meekly. "I'll b-be honest..I don't like traveling through these vents a lot. I just hide in them because I'm too nervous someone will see me.."

"Yet..you trust me enough to pop out of one?"

"....yes. Look, y-you're the calmest one here...you won't go shouting about finding someone v-venting."

"....true. Well..keep doing what you're doing and don't get caught till the next meeting. I'll figure out something 'cause everyone's getting antsy."

Nodding in understanding, the Impostor hid in the vent once more, leaving you alone as you realized the dilemma you put yourself in:

“Oh! Are you having trouble with shooting the asteroids?”

Turning to White, you saw them hop into the chair and grab the laser guns with both hands. “Usually they're large enough to hit. But it’s all about timing and precision so what I do is....”

As they proceeded to explain how they shoot down the asteroids, you stood there in silence, listening for the sounds of other crewmates. You quickly got your tablet just when you saw someone else enter the weapons chamber and turned off the lights.

“...awh darn, the lights cut out. But it’s good I can still see the screen!” White gleefully expressed as they turned back to the glowing green panel.

The noises of exploding asteroids drowned out the strangled cries of the crewmate you brutally slaughtered, so they didn’t suspect a thing even as they finished their task.

“And that’s how it’s done! Got it now, Yellow?”

“Yeah, whatever..” You huffed and put your weapon away quickly. “Thanks I guess.”

“No problem! Let’s go fix those lights if they haven’t already~!” They took your hand and led you through the dark corridors, their flashlight on. “S-Sorry if this is awkward but I just don’t wanna lose my best bud in the darkness. Never know when an Impostor will strike.”

“Of course. You can never know for sure.” You just smirked, glad they couldn’t see your face under your blue visor.

White might be oblivious as hell...but you were grateful that they were always with you.