"As a child you were left for skags nearby a Bandit camp, and instead of peeling your flesh off and roasting your baby skin over a hot fire, the Bandits sheltered you...After a very heated argument, and a vicious fight (because bandits love fresh baby flesh), a bandit named Crawford raised you as his own. It is out of the ordinary for such barbaric beings to host such an innocent infant. You have been told that you are a magical child, a product of a witch and a warlock, and others say that you are a nobody. You have always been the talk of town amongst the bandits and company.
Although you aren't of pure Bandit blood, you took an oath at age 15 to never betray Bandithood, thus making you eligible for the position of Princess. There are major bandit leaders like Bad Maw, Captain Flynt, and Midgemong, but they're all dead now. Historically, there has never really been a woman who has stepped up to be a leader amongst the bandits, and it has always been your dream to set that path."
Handsome Jack x Reader (basically)
❝I've been falling every day
since I first met you.❞
stolen glances,
hushed whispers,
teasing breaths,
lingering touches.
𝘖𝘳 𝘪𝘯 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘤𝘩 𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙙𝙘𝙤𝙧𝙚 𝙢𝙚𝙚𝙩𝙨 𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙙𝙘𝙤𝙧𝙚, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘮𝘢𝘨𝘯𝘦𝘵𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘮𝘦𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘵 𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘩 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳.
─ tim bradford x fem!oc
─ the rookie; s1 ~ s?
─ slow-burn, flirting, some spice
─ updating every other day!!
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