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Paying for my sins

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Omg can you like do a Ronin x reader where the reader has a broken car and goes to fix it where Ronin works and they fall in love with eachother just to find out they were in the same server and ending up as partners in crime
Man what the hell do you mean you WORK THERE??
2.4k Words; Ronin x Reader (REQUEST!)
Killer Chat! Fanfic
Your day could NOT get worse than this. You were in your way hike from a long, tiring day. And what does your fucking car do? BREAK DOWN. Your engine light turned on and started flashing. Luckily, there was a mechanic close by. You slowed and pulled in before quickly shutting your car off...
But you can't help but notice that the mechanic sounds and acts familiar. Funny, you can't place your finger in it... and he's kinda hot-
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You could not be more annoyed right now.
Today started off bad. You had woken up late and were grumpy all day. That alone was enough for you to be happy to get home and go back to sleep! (or stay up on your phone for an obscene amount of hours…) But no! Apparently you couldn’t have that either! You were almost to your house when your engine light suddenly turned on. You were going to ignore it and get the issue fixed tomorrow… AND THEN IT STARTED BLINKING!
Now you’re not exactly great with cars, but you knew one thing. If it's on? Something is wrong but it can wait a bit longer. If it’s on and blinking? It’s serious and needs to be fixed NOW. Luckily, you spotted a shop up ahead and pulled into an empty space. Or well, the only empty space really. It wasn’t that it was full at this time, but the shop itself was small. You immediately put your car into park and lean back in your seat for a moment.
You were put out, exhausted from your long day, and now you had to talk to someone. Looking around, you didn’t see anyone at first. Which was a totally great sign and didn’t make you even more frustrated!
Sighing, you step out of your car, shoving your keys into your pocket. You walk around for a minute before calling out. “Hello? Is anyone here?”
You wait for a response, and just as you were about to call out again, a guy walks out from a separate room. He had his uniform jacket wrapped around his waist, a black tank top, and black gloves on. However, what caught your attention the most was his hair. It was messy, a little on the longer side.. And it was this shade of plum you thought complimented him nicely… His, surprisingly, pitch black eyes lingered on you for a moment, a smirk on his face.
Oh my goodness stop gawking at a random mechanic he’s looking straight at you-
You clear your throat, messing with the keys in your pocket. “Uhm- Could you take a look at my car please?” you muttered.
He stepped over to you, looking towards your car for a minute. “What’s wrong with it, the outside looks fine to me.” He said smugly.
Oh so he was going to test your patience now! No, that's great, wonderful really…
Screw hot guys.
You sighed, frustrated, rubbing your temples. “The engine light turned on and started blinking.. And I’d like to get home..” you grumbled. You could tell it was going to be a long night… but something else was throwing you off.
Yes the guy was hot, but he sounded familiar? You couldn’t place it. All you knew is that you did, in fact, know this voice from somewhere.
But then again? You were also exhausted, so you brushed it off. You glanced over at him, only now noticing he had stepped over to the front of your car.
“If your engine light is flashing, your car’s misfirin’, darling.” He said, more so to himself as he lifted the hood of your car. He took a minute, examining the motor compartment. “Best case scenario? It’s some fault spark plugs… worse case scenario, it could be a messed up piston ring.” He stepped away from the car for a minute, pointing to a few seats. “If you’re lucky, this could take under an hour. So just go sit down over there and let me check your car out, okay darling?”
He didn’t wait for your answer before moving back to your car and going back to examining it. You nodded, turned, and went to sit down.
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After what felt like forever to you, he finally walked back over, wiping off his fingers with a rag. He looked you up and down for a moment before speaking, “You’ve got fault spark plugs, and you’ll need a new coil pack. It’ll take me around an hour. I need your car to cool down more before I can start working.”
You could feel your face heat up under his stare and you turned to look away from him, nodding your head. “That’s ok… at least it won’t take several days or anything.” You sighed, leaning back in your chair.
You heard him chuckle and turned your head back towards him. He took a seat beside you, leaning closer. “Uh huh. Now let’s get the boring stuff over with before I start, yeah? The car can cool and we can get the paperwork and payment out of the way.”
You stared at him for a moment… right. You had to pay… ugh.
You nodded and stood along with him. He led inside and over to a desk, which he walked behind. He worked in silence while you watched… Because honestly you really didn’t mind looking at him.
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Soon, the man finished and he handed you papers he had just printed out. “There you go darlin’. This says all I gotta do and how much it’s gonna cost. I need your signature and how you’re gonna pay.” He looked up at you, a smirk on his face. “So stop staring and get to signing, yeah?”
You flushed at his comment and looked down at the papers, skimming over. Fuck this was gonna cost you more than you really wanted to pay. You checked off a few things, filled out some blanks… You could do small payments over time, that’ll work for you. You signed your name and handed him back the papers.
He looked over it, his face serious for a moment. He muttered your name, confused. Like he was trying to recall something he couldn’t. You felt a shiver run down your spine. You know you just signed your name, but hearing him say it made you uneasy.
He shrugged his shoulders and set the papers down. “Looks good. You can stay here or you could watch me work. Either way, I'm getting started.” The mechanic moved to walk back out to where your car was, but you caught his arm, stopping him. He turned back and looked at you confused. “Well, do you want your car fixed or not?” He said, you could hear the irritation in his tone.
“Whats your name?” You blurted out. It was a mystery to you, this entire time you couldn’t catch his name.
…and you possibly wanted to shoot your shot.
He looked surprised for a moment before biting back a laugh, covering his mouth with his arm. You frowned at his mockery and let go of him, crossing your arms.
“Name’s Ronin, Sweetheart.” He said with a smirk before walking outside.
Ronin.
Where have you heard that name before?
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Almost an hour passed when Ronin had finally finished working on your car. Admittedly, you stood outside and watched him the entire time. You were… more than disrespectfully staring the entire time. He was eye candy to someone like you… you know, considering you’re a degenerate.
Once done, Ronin closed the hood of your car and waved you over.
“Start your car. We need to check if the engine light is off. If not I gotta keep workin’.” He spoke gruffly. You nodded, getting in your car and turning it on carefully.
Sure enough, the light was off. You waited a minute… then two… and when you saw it still didn’t turn on, you shut your car back off. You let out a sigh of relief and got out with a smile on your face, walking back over to him. “It’s working! Thank you, really.. I know it’s late-”
He cut you off with a chuckle. “No need to apologize darlin’. I’m supposed to close up now anyway and I was getting bored.” He cleaned up as he spoke, taking off his dirty gloves.
“You should get home, yeah? It’s not safe around here at night.”
His warning was vague, but you knew that all too well. You weren’t worried though.
All things considered? You were one of the threats people needed to worry about.
But you couldn’t tell him that, so you simply nodded. “Yeah, I know.. You stay safe too, alright?” You walked over to him, picking up a clean piece of tissue you found.
He nodded, smirking. “There’s no need to worry about lil ol’ me.” He watched as you took one of his pens and started writing something. “Enjoy the rest of your night, yeah?”
You nodded and folded the piece of tissue, sliding it to him. You said nothing else as he grabbed it, quickly running for your car and getting in.
You wasted no time pulling out and driving home, your hands shaking.
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Ronin watched you leave in a hurry, a confused yet humored look on his face. He looked back down at the paper.
Admittedly, his face was flushed. This wasn’t the first time he got someone’s number, but something about you made him want to text you. He’d have to do it later. He stared down at it for a bit longer before shoving it in his pocket, scoffing.
“Cheeky bastard.” he spat, though he had a huge smile on his face.
He finished cleaning up rather quickly before making his way home as well. Despite having your name and your number, there was still something about you that made him feel like he knew you. You just seemed too familiar.
He checked his phone, seeing notifications from the server. Ronin decided it’d be best to just shrug it off for now. He scrolled through the chat as he walked… and that's when he saw it. One of the people Angel had invited… they were ranting about their car in the general chat.
At first, Ronin thought it was just a coincidence. So, he turned off his phone for the remainder of the walk home. But, when he got home and began to read from where he left off, he noticed it was far too similar. First, the person was complaining about their ‘stupid coils’ being fucked up. Then, they mentioned how the mechanic looked. Plum? How many mechanics around here have plum hair? The kicker, though, was watching the person fawn over the mechanic… and how they left the guy their number.
Ronin reread the message over twice before he set down his phone. So you were both serial killers?
Well this made things far easier.
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You were sitting in bed, anxiously checking your phone every other second for a notification from a number you didn’t have saved. You should’ve said more, maybe flirted? Ugh. How stupid. You felt strangely upset when you didn’t get a text for hours… but then again, he was a mechanic and got off late… maybe he was just tired?
Suddenly, you got a notification. Excitedly, you turn on your phone to see if he had texted you… but it wasn’t him. It was someone from the server your friend, Angel, had invited you to. You recognized the user ‘goreboy’... and that’s when you suddenly realized something… Wasn’t that guy’s name Ronin too?
You sat up, confused. You clicked the notification quickly.
It was a message. All it said was ‘answer.’
You were even more confused now, until your phone started ringing. It was a video call from him. You debated whether or not you should answer… This could either prove or disprove the fact he was the mechanic… surely it’s just coincidence, right? Well, with that in mind, you answered. However, to your surprise, the call connected, and you were met by the mechanic… sitting in a weirdly edgy room.
“Ronin..” you muttered. They were the same person.
Did this complicate things? You couldn’t tell.
Upon hearing his name, he smirked and fostered to himself. “The one and only. So this is why you were so familiar. You're the new person~” He chuckled, leaning back in his chair. You brushed your fingers through your hair, conflicted about how you felt.
“You… you’re a serial killer too?” You asked, not really thinking about what you just said. He deadpanned, looking at you like you were stupid. “Shocker, ain't it? So darlin’, what’s with the number, huh? What’s it that you wanted from me? You seemed so distracted while I was workin’ on your car.” He teased, messing with a knife he had grabbed from somewhere off screen.
You swallowed. Hard. What did you want? A potential partner? A friend? You huffed, standing up to turn on your computer. “I think it’s clear what someone wants when they give another person their number…” you said quietly.
He laughed at your demeanor, pulling out the paper and reading over it again. “With hearts, no less.”
You groaned… see, in your rush, you had drawn small hearts around the number. Yeah, you’re kinda… kinda special for that <3.
“J-Just- reject me already if you’re just gonna mock me, you emo loser..”
That was the best insult you could come up with while being humiliated. But, for some reason, he stayed quiet, looking away offscreen. He sighed, seemingly frustrated himself. “You know, you’re not exactly half bad yourself. I liked seeing you all moppy and exhausted early…” he paused, setting the knife and tissue down carefully. “How about you impress me, yeah? Show me just how well you can reach other’s hearts.” He made a forceful grabbing motion, like he was mimicking tearing someone’s heart out. “Why don’t we be partners for a little, yeah?” He offered.
Your eyes widened. He wanted to… kill with you? You smiled, your chest tightening in a way you couldn’t explain. “Oh fuck yeah, that’d be sick!” You exclaimed, unable to hide your excitement. He only laughed at you, nodding. “Right~ Right. Now I'll be off. You should sleep too, darlin’.”
The call ended before you could get another word in. But that was okay.. Today went far better than you could even explain. You had so many questions, honestly. You wanted to know more about the guy, why he’s a mechanic… but now wasn’t the time for that. You silently thank your car for fucking you over earlier that day… because now? You’re partners with one of the most feared serial killers… and maybe one day you’ll be something more to him than just a killing buddy.
You were excited for what was to come after tonight.
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Though you just remembered you had openly started crush gushing about him in general chat…
You panicked, shot up, and immediately went to delete the messages.
…only to find screenshots taken by Ronin in your dms.
Your life is over, forget it. You can pass away now!
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I loved this prompt! Luckily something... less than fortunate happened and i know HEH.. A THING OR TWO ABOUT CARS 😭...
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~ But I Don't Care to Be a Man
Pairing: Ronin Beaufort x ftm!reader Rating: M Word Count: 3019 Requested By: Anon Synopsis: You take Ronin to your family's yearly reunion. Unfortunately, your family is a bunch of backward thinking bigots. A/N: Requests like this are my bread and butter, I have such a soft spot for things like this. So thanks anon, enjoy!
Content Tags: transgender ftm reader, pre-visual transition reader, misgendering, transphobia, outdated views, angst, serial killer, religious imagery, blood and violence, mentions of sex, outdated possibly offensive slang, protective Ronin
Is it a good idea to bring your transgender boyfriend and, furthermore, your transgender self to a family reunion? No. Did you, for some stupid fucking idiotic reason, choose to do this? Yes.
—To Eat A God
Summary: You get assaulted by a stranger on your way to the store but luckily a crazy maniac with a crowbar comes to save you? You wish.
Authors note: This will end up in a small series just for fun and following some canon game moments. This right here is just a small drabble.
Tags: Ronin x reader based, no romance yet, mention of attempted sexual assault/rape (nothing happens), violence, blood, murder and attempted murder.
Mentions of lots of unpleasant topics, so MINORS Do not interact!!
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There was something strangely grounding to the feeling of pearly velvet drops of blood rushing down your pale cheeks after it landed straight on your face, leaving a trail of red on your skin as you couldn’t help but rather focus on the man in front of you instead.
- a little death -
ronin b. x gn! reader !!
inspired by a friend of mine in the rose's rot discord, vanity! @vanitywoo
hi erm this is my first time putting down a killer chat! work of mine on here uhhhhhhh
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