Random One Shots

Nathan Prescott - Life is Strange

Nathan Prescott x Reader: I'm Nobody

A/N: So I'm nearly finished with Life is Strange (Fantastic Fantastic FANTASTIC game by the way) and I came to the part where you had the choice to stop Warren from kicking the shit out of Nathan or allowing him to do so. This is going off of the decision where you allow him to do so, even though personally I'm happy with the decision of stopping XD

Anywho, Alchemypriestess ( ) requested this, and I wanna write for Life is Strange, so voila :) Sorry, I'm not sure if I've captured the personalities right as I haven't spent too long with this fandom yet. This also turned out a bit longer than anticipated.

(Y/N) = Your Name, (L/N) = Last Name

Disclaimer: I do not own Life is Strange or anything relating to it.

You weren't close to many people at Blackwell, preferring to keep your head down and get your work done, but you had made a few friends that included Warren, Brooke, and Max. Your life was fairly normal, as you generally steered clear of most drama, but that was about to change.

You were on your way to return a few films to Warren, him wanting to educate you in that industry, but you were stopped briefly by Max and some blue haired chick.

"Hey (Y/N)," Max greeted, giving a half smile, "have I introduced you to Chloe yet?"

"You haven't, and you never told me her hair was fucking brilliant," you smiled warmly at Chloe, who grinned back.

"Thanks sister, cool to meet you," she looked to Max. "We gotta motor. But we can catch up with you later (Y/N), okay?"

"Totally, I need to know all about the chick Max's been keeping to herself," you shot Chloe a cheesy wink and waved off the now laughing girls.

You were smiling gently to yourself when you walked into the dorms, still feeling slightly awkward about being in the guys' territory, but determined nonetheless to get to Warren's room.

When you entered the nerd's den, however, you weren't expecting him to be sitting on the edge of his bed with his head in his hands, looking more distraught then you've ever seen him.

"Umm...knock knock?" you said hesitantly, unsure of how to proceed here.

His head shot up to meet yours, his eyes wide. "(Y/N), w-why are you-"

"Shh," you hushed him, waving a hand down slowly, "I'm just returning the movies, which were great by the way. What happened?"

"N-nothing! Why...why would you think that..." you raised an eyebrow at your stuttering nerd, making it clear you weren't buying it. Warren sighed and hung his head. "I...Iwentapeonnathanprescott."

You furrowed your brow, only able to hear a muffled sentence containing the name Prescott. "What?"

"I went Ape on Nathan Prescott," he articulated, looking up sheepishly. "I...I only meant to get him off of Max, and then he had a gun, and I remembered things that he did and I just sort of kept going all...alpha...and now I've stooped to his level and-"

"Shh shh shh," you hushed out, going to sit on the bed next to him and lightly brushing some hair out of his face. "Listen man, you are not Nathan. You haven't stooped to any level aside from your own."

"But-"

"So you had some Hulk rage? It happens to the best of us," you brought your hand back and smiled lightly at your friend.