#elisabeth sobeck x reader

[nickeverdeen]

Horizon Forbidden West masterlist

Romantic = ꫂ ၴႅၴ Platonic/Family = ִ ࣪𖤐

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Kotallo

Kotallo

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Horizon Forbidden West characters reacting to you flinching during an argument

Aloy

Imagine:

Embers of Love ꫂ ၴႅၴ

Cooking Catastrophe ꫂ ၴႅၴ

Different

Suprise ꫂ ၴႅၴ

Paint Me Blue ࣪𖤐

Hcs:

Nothing yet

Smut:

Nothing yet

Alphabet:

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Varl

Imagine:

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Nothing yet

Smut:

Nothing yet

Alphabet:

Nothing yet

Elisabeth Sobeck

Imagine:

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Smut:

Nothing yet

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Sylens

Imagine:

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Hcs:

Nothing yet

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Beta

Imagine:

Nothing yet

Hcs:

Nothing yet

Smut:

Nothing yet

Alphabet:

Nothing yet

Erend

Imagine:

Nothing yet

Hcs:

Nothing yet

Smut:

Nothing yet

Alphabet:

Nothing yet

Petra

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Hcs:

Nothing yet

Smut:

Nothing yet

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Tilda

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Alva

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[nickeverdeen]

Horizon Forbidden West characters reacting to you flinching during an argument

Aloy (wlw if romantic)

The moment Aloy sees you flinch, her entire demeanor softens, and the fight drains out of her

She would immediately apologize, hating that she made you feel unsafe or uncomfortable around her

Aloy would likely close the distance between you, gently touching your arm or face to reassure you that she’s not a threat

After the incident, she’d spend time reflecting on her actions and would probably be overly cautious in future arguments

She would sit down with you to discuss what just happened and make sure you know she never meant to hurt you emotionally

“Hey… I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to scare you”

Varl

Varl would be stunned, his eyes widening as he realizes the impact of his words or actions

He’d instantly soften his voice, stepping closer but moving slowly to avoid making you more uncomfortable

Varl would sincerely apologize, his voice full of regret

His protective instincts would kick in, and he’d be more careful in future discussions, making sure never to raise his voice

He’d likely pull you into a tight, comforting hug, wanting to show you through his actions that you’re safe with him

“I’m so sorry, I didn’t mean to - are you okay?”

Elisabeth Sobeck (wlw if romantic)

Elisabeth’s expression would immediately shift from frustration to regret, realizing she’s caused you to flinch

She’d quickly apologize, her voice trembling slightly, as she’s not used to feeling so vulnerable. "I’m sorry. That was not my intention."

Elisabeth would want to discuss what led to the flinch, understanding that your relationship should be built on trust and safety

She would reassure you that she would never intentionally hurt you, emotionally or otherwise

Elisabeth would be visibly affected, realizing how much she cares about you and how deeply she values your comfort and trust.

“I’m sorry, that wasn’t my intention”

Sylens

Sylens would pause, the sharpness in his eyes dulling as he processes your reaction

He wouldn’t apologize directly but would immediately lower his tone and distance himself from the intensity he had before

Internally, he’d be frustrated with himself, though he might not show it outwardly

He would try to address the situation logically, asking what made you flinch and how to prevent it in the future

Despite his often cold demeanor, he’d find a way to show that he cares, perhaps by offering a solution to the argument in a calm manner

“Calm down, y/n, it’s not like I’m gonna hurt you”

Beta

Beta would likely tear up, the flinch triggering her own fears and insecurities

She’d immediately apologize, possibly stumbling over her words as she tries to reassure you that she didn’t mean to frighten you

Beta would likely start blaming herself, thinking she’s messed up and hurt you

If she feels safe enough, she’d reach out to hold your hand or touch your shoulder, needing the physical connection to reassure both you and herself

In the future, Beta would be extremely cautious during any disagreements, afraid of accidentally scaring you again

“Oh no, I didn’t mean to–I’m so sorry”

Erend

Erend would be visibly shocked, the guilt hitting him immediately

He’d drop whatever argument you were having and rush to your side, desperate to comfort you

Makes sure you know that he’d never hurt you

He’d likely pull you into a bear hug, wanting to physically reassure you of his feelings

Erend would make a promise to be more careful with his words and actions in the future, valuing your trust above all

"Whoa, hey, no, I’m sorry. I’d never hurt you, you know that, right?"

Petra

Petra’s expression would immediately soften, her voice losing all its previous edge

She’d apologize without hesitation, feeling a pang of guilt for making you flinch

She might reach out to gently take your hand or touch your face, offering a calming gesture to reassure you

Petra would want to discuss what happened, making sure you’re both on the same page and that there are no lingering fears

She’d be more mindful in future arguments, ensuring she never raises her voice or says something that might scare you

“Hey, sorry, that’s not what I wanted”

Tilda (wlw if romantic)

Tilda would be surprised at first, not expecting you to flinch

Her concern would be masked under a composed exterior

She would immediately dial back her intensity, speaking in a much softer tone

Despite her often cold demeanor, she’d apologize, perhaps more out of obligation but still with a hint of genuine concern

Tilda would reassure you that you have nothing to fear from her, though her way of doing so might be more intellectual than emotional

"I didn’t intend to make you uncomfortable."

Alva (wlw if romantic)

Alva’s eyes would widen with concern, and she’d immediately stop whatever she was saying

Her voice would be soft and filled with remorse when she apologizes

She’d likely reach out to you, gently touching your arm or hand, seeking to comfort you physically as well as verbally

Alva would offer soothing words, reassuring you that you’re safe with her and that she never meant to hurt you

From that moment on, she’d be more conscious of her tone and actions during disagreements, ensuring that she maintains a caring and understanding approach

"I’m so sorry, I didn’t mean to scare you like that."

[nickeverdeen]

Different | Aloy x fem!reader

Pairings: Aloy x reader (complicated)

Type of fic: Fluff

Warnings: None

Summary: Something about you felt off when Aloy noticed you inthe Quen tribe and decided to find out what it is as you sure as hell don’t act like you belong here.

Ps: I wanna know where you get the armor from the gif, immediately

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The Quen settlement bustled with activity, its unique blend of tribal tradition and scavenged Old World technology a sight Aloy had grown used to during her time helping them. She was speaking with Ava, when her eyes drifted to a figure standing near a makeshift workstation.

The woman didn’t quite fit in. Something about the way she moved—awkward and uncertain but tinged with familiarity—piqued Aloy’s curiosity.

“She’s new,” Ava said, noticing Aloy’s gaze. “She’s… unique among us. Not truly one of the Quen, but she’s been invaluable since we found her. She has a remarkable understanding of the Old Ones’ technology. Saved us weeks of trial and error.”

Aloy nodded, filing the information away. “Where’s she from?”

Ava hesitated, then shrugged. “She hasn’t shared much of her past, only that she woke up not long before we found her.”

That was enough to convince Aloy to approach.

You were bent over a console, working to integrate a salvaged module into the Quen’s mainframe, when you felt someone approach. You glanced up to find her watching you—Aloy, the Savior of Meridian, the Nora outcast turned legend.

And she was staring at you.

You fumbled the tool in your hand, heat rising to your cheeks. “Can I help you?”

“I was curious about your work,” Aloy said, stepping closer. Her tone was neutral, but her piercing green eyes were anything but. “You’re not like the others.”

You hesitated, then smiled nervously. “I could say the same about you.”

That earned a small smirk from her.

Over the following days, Aloy kept finding reasons to cross paths with you. She claimed she needed updates on the systems or insights into the Quen’s progress, but she couldn’t deny her growing curiosity about you.

Something didn’t add up. The way you handled Old World tech so effortlessly, your hesitance to discuss your past, and the strange mix of familiarity and disorientation you carried.

Finally, Aloy confronted you.

“Are you really Quen?” she asked one evening as the settlement settled down for the night.

You froze, caught off guard by her directness. “Why do you ask?”

“You’re too familiar with this,” she gestured to the datapads and modules spread around you. “You’re not just good at it; you understand it. Like it’s second nature.”

You exhaled slowly, setting down the tool in your hand. “I suppose you won’t snitch.”

Aloy watched you intently as you explained. You weren’t Quen. You weren’t even from this time.

You told her about the project you’d been part of under Dr. Elisabeth Sobeck, a cryosleep initiative meant to preserve humanity’s brightest minds in case Project Zero Dawn failed. You’d been a student, assisting with the advanced AI systems and robotics. You didn’t remember exactly what happened, but you’d been awoken by some malfunction in the stasis pod a few weeks ago, disoriented and alone.

The Quen had taken you in after you helped them repair a system they couldn’t understand.

“And then I found out about you,” you said, your gaze flicking to her. “You… remind me of her.”

“Elisabeth,” Aloy said softly, her chest tightening at the mention of the woman she was a genetic clone of.

You nodded. “It’s uncanny, but not just because of how you look. The way you think, the way you carry yourself—it’s like she’s alive again.”

Aloy wasn’t sure how to feel about that. Part of her bristled at the comparison, but another part felt a strange kinship with you. You’d known Elisabeth, seen her as a person, not just a legend or a savior.

“What’s it like?” Aloy asked after a long silence. “Being from… then.”

You hesitated, then gave a small smile. “Overwhelming. This world is beautiful in ways I never imagined, but it’s… heartbreaking, too. So much was lost. And I feel like I don’t belong anywhere—not in the past, and not here.”

Aloy’s expression softened. “You belong here as much as anyone else.”

Your eyes met hers, and for a moment, the weight of your isolation felt a little lighter.

From then on, you and Aloy spent more time together. She taught you about the new world’s dangers—machines, tribes, and everything in between. In return, you shared stories of the Old World and helped her refine her understanding of its technology.

You grew closer, though Aloy remained guarded. She wasn’t sure what to make of the strange pull she felt toward you. Was it because of Elisabeth? Or was it something else entirely?

You, on the other hand, were hopelessly smitten. Her strength, her determination, her quiet vulnerability—it all drew you in. But you were careful not to push.

One evening, as you worked side by side on a stubborn module, your hands brushed. You both froze, and when your eyes met, there was a spark of something unspoken.

Aloy looked away first, clearing her throat. “I… should check on the others.”

And just like that, the moment passed, leaving you wondering what it could have been.

But you were patient. After all, you had time.