Sorry guys!! I need to change title because It's was wrong😓😓 also, idk it's doublefedora or not... My brain it's exploding rn

DoubleFedora fanfic. Somewhat accurate characters. Headcanoned a bit. SOME PARTS ARE LAZIER THAN OTHERS IM SORRYYY 💔. I LOVE THIS SERIES THOUGH, SO I WILL CONTINUE TO WRITE DESPITE SOME AREAS NOT BEING UP TO MY STANDARD. TW : violence, slight abuse (?), blood, guns, cussing 🤡 TW [not serious] : gay people, some "fanon" headcanons [?], I keep forgetting to make people talk the same amount as other so like... whoops.

DOUBLEFEDORA // please don't read this if you are under the age of 16. TW: abuse, some ehhhhAYIOO scenes, gore, smoking, language. I will be trying to post a new chapter everyday, but blow my comments up my dears if I accidentally forget.

"Heather" from Conan Gray. This story is only translated.

There was once a man, he roamed the endless alleyways. Slashed, collected, and played games to win. He came upon a certain person who was interesting and took cast upon finding him. Such high debts and yet still living. The game was yet to begin.

Summary: Chance being the cocky gambler he is, decided to gamble all his money in a casino. After losing in turn of unexpected events, he became homeless.

"A gambler by the name of Chance who is in dept on his way home after winning and accidentally drinking wine served by the losing opponent claiming as water then Mafioso a mafia caught Chance unconscious in the middle of a late night sidewalk" Season 2 "I trapped im sorry...please forgive me...take my money take my home... 'you destroyed my core... and I will destroy yours too....' Itrapped please I'm sorry don't do it I didn't mean too!"

Art not mine-credits to @nikko_kage on TikTok. TW for violence, NSFW, illness, kidnapping, mischaracterization, cringe, bad writing (especially at the start) and angst. Will add if more arise. (I know pretty much nothing about dream game, so if I do something incorrectly, let me know<3)

Chance is quiet and shy. Mafioso is confident and mysterious. When their worlds collide in a small record shop, sparks fly-awkward, electric, and impossible to ignore. A slow-burn love story about stolen glances, nervous touches, and the kind of connection that feels infinite.