#mother gooseberry (outlast trials) x reader

[one-alice]

We finally met!

The drawing is finally here!!! Oh I couldn't not draw one of outlast trials outfits (of course on me lol)!!! Those designs are just crazy! You're free to consider the poor girl Y/N

I got wayy to far with this one! It was supposed to be a simple sketch😩😩😩 But I like the designs too much

[outlastrabbit]

Could we have x reader HCs for Valentine's Day, please? ♡

Gooseberry and Coyle Valentine’s Day Headcanons

Mother Gooseberry💕

You didn’t even know it was Valentine’s Day until Mother Gooseberry bombarded you with her love. She pulled you roughly into her arms, nearly crushing you against her chest.

“Happy Valentine’s Day, my darling! Mother loves you.”

She hugged you tighter, bringing Doctor Futterman up to nuzzle his beak into your neck. You tried to giggle as his feathers tickled, but all that came out was a strangled wheeze.

“I love you too, but I can’t breathe…”

You felt so bad when Mother Gooseberry spoiled you with so many gifts. She somehow got you chocolates, and you nearly cried. You hadn’t had decent tasting food in so long… she also got you flowers and a stuffed dog from the carnival. You stared at her lovingly, clutching the dog to your chest as you were overcome with emotions.

“Thank you, Mother…”

Leland Coyle💕

“Oh, Landy-Bear!”

Leland let out the most exhausted sigh he could muster. He hated when you called him that, and for good reason.

“Guess what day it is.”

He had no idea that it was Valentine’s Day. How would he? He also did not care. Even if he had you to celebrate with. You wrapped your arms around his neck with a big grin, kissing his scars.

“Happy Valentine’s Day, Landy.”

Coyle tried to act annoyed and unimpressed, but you could read him like a book nowadays. You stroked his beard and nuzzled his scarred cheek. His eyes fluttered softly under his sunglasses. He hated how good it felt when you did anything to his scars. Whether you kissed them, stroked them… just the lightest touch made him weak in the knees.

Coyle wrapped an arm around your waist with a grumble, making you giggle as he pulled you closer.

[cherryxsapphic]

Mother Gooseberry babying/coddling y/n headcanons! Pretty please 🥺 I want to feel tiny

Absolutely!! Love bug ♡

to be honest with you, I've been really obsessed with outlast trials lately and has been playing non stop recently, because I wanna get to the second catalog!!

Warnings: blood, gore, injury, basic outlast stuff

→ you were certainly new to the trials pretty much stepping on every trap you could possibly find. Even though you didn't do it on purpose. It's just every time you would run from an enemy a trap would somehow be in front of you and you know what happens next. and also you got bullied a lot by the enemies, especially the giants and Coyle and also Franco. (broskis in his widowmaker era hitting me from across the map😔)

→ but anyways, when it came to Mother gooseberey, she was such a breath of fresh air. There was something about her that generally comforted you, as sick and twisted as that may be considering that she chases you around with a drill that is her father and has a real yapping problem and probably should be locked up for life if he wasn't actually dead rip. (We love him tho) but his daughter adores you and has pretty much made it in her brain that you're her baby, and that when she catches you you won't be able to escape from her grip!!

→ ok, and once she has you, you are literally spoiled with affection, it's everything from smooches, her literally carrying you, which is insane, considering she has only one free hand/arm, Her other arm is amputated and has the drill obviously. So, like, imagine, she's holding you with one arm, ok? both of your hands around her neck and you're just curled up in her side, and she just casually carrying you like its nothing.

→ so basically any affection that you could possibly think of she gives it to you, unless she's not capable of it of course. But she tries and also she has a tendency of hugging you so hard that you have to tell her that you need to breathe but ya know you'll be fine.

→ also, another scenario I'd like to imagine is, ok, imagine you're on that fancy bed that we all first see when we do the tutorial, for the very first part of the game. The exact same fancy bed that we have to hide under because of the psychosis dude. Ok, so Mother Gooseberry is laying down you're on top of her, your face is in her neck or in her shoulder/chest. Her hand on your back, and you're just essentially laying on top of her on your stomach, and you're just curled up, and she's rubbing your back and let me tell you, you had the best sleep you ever had since you made it to this facility.

→ also another thing I'd like to mention she is very over protective and possessive of you obviously your her baby, her little Angel that could do no wrong essentially. if you get injured somehow like really bad, bleeding, gash, basically the most horrendous thing that you could possibly think of or whether someone mess with you or you got hurt while just exploring the orphans/mansion (because who wouldn't) Phyllis thy Futterman will be drilling a bitch and who knows you might be able to watch her put a cute new face on one of her dolls/latest victims 🥰 (if your into that ofc)

→ and if your injured, she would gently bandage you up and if you ask nicely, she might even kiss it better. Also another thing, even Dr. Futterman went off the chain, even though he's been in bag jail alot for insulting you. Phyllis says he cares deep down, but whether that's true we'll never know.

Hi!! so if you made it this far, thank you!! I know I pretty much Yapped the whole entire time but I hope y'all enjoyed it!!

And also whoever requested this, I hope you like it and that it's up to your standards. ♡

[letternotekisses]

Hi!!! Would you write hcs for mother gooseberry having feelings for a fem! Reagent…… I really love your content and would love to see more!!!

lesbian mother gooseberry is so dear to me...i love her <3

I like to think that Phyllis can be rather domestic outside of the trials. Her affections start small, catching you dominating the absolute hell out of some of the fun park games, and pouting softly to yourself when you miss the last throw. She also catches you marvelling at the root canal ride, and there's something so sweet and simple about you that lures her in. At first Gooseberry channels these feelings through an excessive amount of baking, Doctor Futterman had to berate Coyle into taking some of the pies because there was so many. The Cop didn't mind much - she's a damn good cook.

Eventually, Futterman gets (very loudly) fed up with her pining, and eventually she decides to approach you with possibly the most intricately decorated apple pie you've ever seen in your life. Mary Berry eat your heart out, because it is delicious. Phyllis is overjoyed you enjoy her treats, and she extends an invitation for you to hang around at the fun park more often. Taking her up on this offer grants bonuses, such as baked goods and a place to hideout from the other prime assets. Absolutely no one touches you on her turf, or they're met with a very angry Mother Gooseberry and Dr Futterman to match.

Eventually, when not in trials, you're always with Phyllis. You technically hadn't even asked one another out, but it was common knowledge that you were both together. She's doting and sweet, happy to share her space and everything else with you. She loves to have you hanging off of her arm, like you're a treasure she can parade around her domain. There's always the scent of sweets or confectionary in the air when she knows you're coming around.

Phyllis is affectionate, and if she's not cooking or baking to show her love - she'll be holding you close, gently stroking your hair or face. She even goes as far as to ignore Futterman's complaints because god your hair smells nice and she's so full of love. This also includes mandatory teeth checks, but don't worry, she'll leave the drill for the other reagents. They couldn't come close to hers. Make sure you floss and brush well though, otherwise Futterman will be grumpier than usual, and Phyllis will be squeezing your cheeks into a pout, worrying about a potential cavity ruining your lovely teeth :(

You share a bed that is piled high with pillows, blankets and soft plush toys. Futterman even has his own little duplicate! (he hates it)

[cuddlecow]

Howdy! I got pulled into the outlast trials rabbit hole. And I was wondering if I could ask for reader reagent x Franco Barbi but it’s the prime time events where reader is also coming across Coyle/futterman (either written is fine!).

With Franco being like a semi monitor on readers’ actions, chaos ensues. Your work is great! Love seeing it :)

Of course! Thank you for requesting, and thank you for the compliments! I do aim to please I suppose! I hope this is what you were asking for, but if not, shoot me another request! Now that I think about it, maybe you were hoping for a more canon/actual Franco behavior in the trials..

Franco Barbi Monitoring Reader (+ Gooseberry & Dr. Futterman)

Yet another typical and bland day with you doing the usual run of the trials. The first one you were thrown into was "Foster The Orphans" which was one that went by fast on a good day.

Tuning the radios never took long, however, you kept running into blocked doors that were bolted with the yellow metal. Unbeknownst to you, Franco had been following you around the trial like a sneaky rat. He would crouch down in the shadows, similar to the night hunter in order to watch you while you were in the light.

Of course, Franco would come out and terrorize you with his Lupara, but he'd never actually shoot you with it, just maybe shoot towards your heels. If he were in close enough range to you, he's just tap you with the butt of his shotgun playfully. You've noticed that whenever you're scheduled for a trial that has Franco and Mother Gooseberry, Franco barely makes his sexual remarks towards her.

You were on the last radio for the trial as you suddenly heard Mother Gooseberry say, "There they are, Daddy!" You booked it down the hallway, hurriedly vaulting over anything in your way. The sirens of the double doors flashed as the metal opened up, revealing none other than your darling Franco. Typically, this would be a good thing, but your brain was working overtime and you were stressed.

Mother Gooseberry was making Dr. Futterman knock aggressively on the door, and Franco had just jumped through a window and completely broken it to shattered pieces. You yelped as some of the glass hit your face, causing the two of them to close in on your exact location in the room.

And then, there was chaos. You screamed in terror, bursting past Mother Gooseberry to run out of the room. She swung downwards as you ran out, barely missing you. Franco turned around, barely seeing you scamper out the door. Gooseberry was first out the door, running after you, and Franco decided to go "cut you off" as he put it to Gooseberry.

After nearly having a heart attack from running away from Gooseberry, you had found a dark area to hide in to catch your breath. However, Franco had other ideas. You were about to walk through the opening to the larger room before a big pair of blues walked out and said, "Peek-a-boo." You fell backwards, your legs giving out after having just run for multiple minutes. Franco snickered lightly before he walked over and bopped you atop the head with his Lupara gently.

You let out a large breath of relief, getting back to your feet and smiling at him. He gave you a hug before running to the nearest metal Murkoff doors, leaving you to catch your breath and process what just happened in the last few minutes.

[one-alice]

Happy family🥰🥰🥰

Don't tell me you wouldn't like to do choke that goose too!

My self-insert oc loves to be curled up in Phyllis's lap but sometimes intrusive thoughts win.

[one-alice]

They got along well!

I can't stop sketching them😩😩😩

[one-alice]

Mother Gooseberry's face covered in lipstick kisses jdhckdhJDBXKDJ IM SORRY SHE'S OCCUPYING EVERY NOOK AND CRANNY OF MY BRAIN

Oh look at the happy mama!

Sorry for such a late reply, but better late than never! Btw requests are open! I want to draw Franco too!

[one-alice]

A quick sketch of Mother Gooseberry after smearing the lipstick over @realgreeniebeanie I liked your Greenie and couldn't help but draw her after all of your reposts!!!

[outlastrabbit]

Mother Gooseberry x reader with Mommy issues

Mother Gooseberry with a Reader with Mommy Issues

Mother Gooseberry knew something was up when you wouldn’t run away. When she called you darling, child, or her gosling, your eyes welled up and stared at her longingly. That was weird. Usually, you babies liked to run from Mother. For you to look at her in something besides fear was a nice change.

“Come here, little darling! Come to mama.”

Mother Gooseberry stormed towards you with Doctor Futterman’s drill ready. She expected you to scream and run down the hall, but you froze like a deer in headlights. She stopped dead in her tracks too when you suddenly bursted into tears.

“Okay, mama…”

You sobbed and sped over, wiping the uncontrollable tears from your dirty face. You had been through so much with your childhood and even now with trials… and you were finally breaking down.

Mother Gooseberry’s eyes widened with shock at your reaction, but then they were laced with concern. Though she was meant to give you the drill, she couldn’t help but feel something motherly for you.

With every comforting thing she said to you, you only seemed to cry harder. She pulled you in close, and you immediately snuggled up into her chest. Mother rubbed your back tenderly and cooed sweet nothings to you.

“It’s alright, dear. Mother has you.”

You trembled and clung to her, crying uncontrollably at her nice words. Who the hell knew this was what you needed?

“You poor child.”

Mother Gooseberry wrapped her arms tighter around you, feeling dangerously protective. Something about your teary little face made her very possessive. She was definitely keeping you. There was no way she was going to let anyone touch you. No Ex-Pop, none of your friends, and certainly none of the doctors…

Mother had you now.

[outlastrabbit]

If youre still taking requests, may I ask for Mother Gooseberry and a reader that's a reagent who memorized her songs and now hums them to comfort themselves? Hope you're having a good day and I love your writing so much!

Thank u so much! Hope ur having a great day too :)

Mother Gooseberry with a Reader Who Hums Her Songs

Mother Gooseberry wandered about the orphanage with Doctor Futterman’s drill ready, stopping as she heard something. From somewhere in the dark, she heard a hushed voice hum.

You were hidden away in a locker, humming one of Mother Gooseberry’s songs as a feeble attempt of calming down. It wasn’t the biggest help, as the song was about doing cocaine, and there were currently Ex-Pops hunting you… but you tried.

Mother slowly crept down the hall towards your voice. She wondered what little darling could be humming her song so sweetly. You couldn’t possibly have be an Ex-Pop. Perhaps she had herself a reagent in her web? The thought made her grin under her mask of flesh, giddy to finally get you.

“I hear a gosling, softly a-jostling!”

Your humming was cut short by a gasp. You froze up and peered through the slits of the locker, your heart hammering as Mother grew closer. You clamped your hands over your mouth, wishing you never let her dumb songs get in your head.

“Mother Gooseberry's friends never stay hidden for long.”

Mother Gooseberry smiled as she closed in on your hiding spot. Your gentle humming was now shaky breaths of terror, but it sounded just as pretty. She grabbed ahold of the locker door with her only hand, yanking it open to reveal your fearful eyes.

“Come here, little darling.”

You squealed as she yanked you out of the locker by the throat. She held up Doctor Futterman’s drill, causing you to choke out a shriek. Mother Gooseberry hesitated and lowered him slightly. There it was again. Your pretty voice. Even while struggling, tearful and gasping for air… you still sounded so beautiful.

Gooseberry’s grip on your throat loosened and you sighed in relief. It sounded like honey. She smiled warmly at you, but you could hardly tell. Your eyes grew wider when she began to sing the very song you had been humming all day. It made your heart race, but not in that fearful way anymore.

Mother’s gentle tone grew kinder as she smiled through the words, making your shoulders finally relax. You flinched at first, but she brought her gloved hand up to stroke your cheek. As her posture remained docile and her singing soothing, you hesitantly let yourself lean into her warm touch.

[outlastrabbit]

Can I please ask for Coyle and Gooseberry with an s/o that's really playful? They'll always instigate play wrestling, tickle fights, impromptu dancing etc etc.

Gooseberry and Coyle with a Playful!Reader

Mother Gooseberry💕

Mother Gooseberry thought you were just the sweetest thing. She loved your energy. There were times where you two just couldn’t stop giggling. Every time you popped up in a trial, you were a ray of sunshine in her dark world. She couldn’t contain her excitement and rushed over to you.

You were so blissfully unafraid of Mother Gooseberry. You always kinda were. As soon as you met her, you just knew she needed some love. You gave her a lot of hugs from behind. It was risky, but you loved to surprise her with throwing your arms around her waist suddenly. She let out a squeal, quickly realising it was you and soon laughing with glee.

If anyone else tickled Mother Gooseberry, they’d get Doctor Futterman’s drill right to the face. You on the other hand? Tickles were welcome! She couldn’t believe how much you made her laugh. It also made her so happy that you were comfortable with her to come up and tickle her. She giggled as your fingers glided up and down her sides, you too laughing.

In more gentle moments, you loved to just dance with Mother Gooseberry. If your playfulness died down and the room was dim and the Ex-Pop were quiet, you smiled softly and took her gloved hand. Your sudden gentleness put a smile on her scarred face always.

Leland Coyle💕

Aw, you wanted to tickle Coyle? So cute! He’ll tickle you too. Aggressively. With his shock baton. :)

Coyle always kinda liked you because you were the first to not really be afraid of him. All the other reagents and Ex-Pop cowered before him. You on the other hand? Challenged him! Your playful nature was never boring to him. He actually kinda liked having you around!

Coyle never backed down to some play fighting. He liked it when you just spontaneously tried to wrestle him down. He wasn’t a big guy, but he was deceptively strong. You both couldn’t help but laugh as he managed to force you to the floor. You were determined, and managed to wiggle out from under him to then straddle his hips.

Coyle smiled up at you on top of him. It was a genuine smile that hadn’t graced his scarred face in god knew how long. Before it could become a moment between you two, he tried to playfully fight you off. You were quick to tickle his sides though, blissfully surprised at how ticklish he was.

After getting used to and soon actually tolerating you, Coyle learned to like your tickling. You never disappointed with your random tickles, wrestling or hugs. It wasn’t long until you got him into the habit of doing it too. You never knew when you’d feel his arms playfully snatch your waist from behind.

[outlastrabbit]

Could I request mother Gooseberry with a female s/o who has a mommy kink please? 😩🙏💖

Warning: NSFW

Mother Gooseberry with a Fem!Reader Who Has a Mommy Kink

“When babies are bad, Mother gets disappointed.”

You laid naked on a dusty bed in the mansion. Mother Gooseberry got you out of all your clothes and ESOP, her gloved hand running over your bare breasts. You threw your head back in pleasure when it slid down further, rubbing against your soaked folds.

“Ah, Mother! Not me, Mother. I’m good. I’ll be good for you. I promise!”

Your eyes rolled back as Mother thrusted her gloved fingers into you. You bit your lip in an attempt to stifle your moans, grinding desperately into her hand.

“That’s my good little darling. You listen to Mother.”

You whimpered when Mother Gooseberry’s fingers moved faster into you. She knew just what to do to make you tremble. She knew just where to touch you.

“Yes, Mother.” You nodded with a moan. “I’m your baby. I’ll do as you say.”

She couldn’t help but giggle gleefully, her fingers nearly slamming into you at this point. You moaned louder when her thumb pressed hard against your clit, rubbing it roughly. Your legs shook and you ground against her hand again.

“Yes, mommy!”

You whined in pleasure, knowing you’d be embarrassed by this after you’ve come. But you didn’t care. Mother Gooseberry was absolutely adoring it. She couldn’t wipe the smile off her scarred face at the sight of you mewling under her.

[outlastrabbit]

i’m a huge fan of your writings! Could you maybe do Leland and Mother Gooseberry with an asthmatic gn reader both Sfw and Nsfw please

Thank you!☺️💖

Gooseberry and Coyle with an Asthmatic!Reader

Mother Gooseberry💕

SFW

Mother Gooseberry had some breathing issues too sometimes. You poor dear. She sympathised with you. Doctor Futterman, however? Not so much.

The woman scolded any grunts or Ex-Pop that chased you around. It broke her heart to see how puffed and breathless you grew when running! So Mother had to punish those bad babies. In many… quite horrific ways.

Mother Gooseberry found it bittersweet when she got to comfort you. You sat next to her wheezing, clutching your ESOP as you tried to breathe. She placed a gentle hand on your back, petting it with fervent care.

“You poor child.” She frowned from under her mask of skin. “You dumb cow.” Doctor Futterman snapped back.

You stopped coughing briefly to look at Mother and the goose on her hand. Once again, Doctor Futterman did not give you any sympathy unlike his daughter. As you slowly caught your breath, she looked down at him disapprovingly.

“Daddy…”

NSFW

Oh, Mother was so gentle with you. She didn’t want you doing anything that would tucker you out or leave you too breathless. Just let her do all the work.

“You just relax, dear.”

Mother Gooseberry had you lying comfortably on your back in the nicest bed she could find. She smiled lovingly down at you, content with how slow and steady your breathing currently was. Now that Futterman was gone, all that came from her lips were soft words of praise.

If the pleasure was building and you couldn’t control your pants or moans, Mother didn’t stop. She leaned down and placed a kiss to your parted lips, maybe even blowing some air in. That only drove you a little wild, making it harder to remain calm as you grew closer.

Leland Coyle💕

SFW

You almost thought Coyle had asthma too with how heavy he breathed when just speed walking to chase you. When you sassily asked him about it through your tiresome wheezing, he of course denied it. He was also pretty closed minded, telling you to ‘just breathe.’

Though Coyle saw you as weak most of the time, he liked that you still had a bit of fight in you. You had no inhaler or any time to catch your precious breath, and yet you still powered on through the pain. He almost felt a twinge of sympathy for you when he heard you cough or gasp for air. Almost.

Coyle grew more mindful of his own breathing when he chased other reagents around. He seemed to focus on it more because of you. Which was annoying. Any heavy breathing or coughing reminded him of… you. He hated that.

Coyle acted cold and dismissive with you a lot, even though he felt the opposite on the inside. He shooed you away, brushing you off and telling you to get lost. It may have seemed mean, and it was… but it was only so you didn’t have a fit while he was smoking a cigarette.

NSFW

Depending on how unhealthy his attachment to you got, Coyle may have actually been a bit gentle. If he had spent a lot of time with you as his little prisoner, he may have just been sweet on you. This meant slowing down when you got too breathless or not gripping you as hard. He didn’t want to admit it, but he did feel some fear when you found it hard to breathe.

Coyle could get used to being more careful with you. He kind of liked being… soft. He may have even smiled affectionately during sex, and even gave you more kisses.

He started to crave your closeness when you got more intimate. Coyle laid you down and pressed himself gently against you, his beard and scars rubbing against your neck. He moved his hand between your thighs, listening intently to your soft pants.

[cherryxsapphic]

I'm taking requests!! 💕

I know, I'm technically supposed to make a masterlist for these thing but I'm lazy so....

Here's who I will write for atm <33

Also fair warning I'm a very slow writer because of mental health issues and life. But I see your requests and I am writing them it's just, I like to take my time so I'm not giving "I'm selling you to one direction whattpad"

(to the people that used to write those and still do, I find them funny, keep doing what you're doing, I appreciate you 💐✨)

Poppy playtime 🧸

Miss delight, Mommy long legs, and kissy missy!!

That's not my neighbor ☣️

Selene Sverchzt, Elenois Sverchzt, and Mia stone for now...

Steven universe ⭐

Opal, Sardonyx, Garnet, Pearl, and obviously the diamonds (excluding pink/rose atm) <33

Outlast trials 💀

mother gooseberry, Emily Barlow, Dorris

Wednesday 🥀

Marilyn thornhill/Laurel gates, Larissa weems... for now

Also if any of y'all request anything please make sure to like at least give me a prompt, like come on pookies don't give me the bare minimum (I love y'all to pieces dw) ♡

I do write fluff, angst, I am capable of writing smut but I'm not the best at it, but I'll try my best!! 💖

[outlastrabbit]

May I request fluffy headcanons for Mother Gooseberry please?

Mother Gooseberry x Reader ‘Fluff’ Headcanons

From the first moment you became a reagent, the first moment you stepped up to the stage to grab that apple… Mother Gooseberry was intrigued. She grabbed your wrist and let Doctor Futterman do the talking, getting right in your horrified face with his bloody beak.

Before Mother Gooseberry got a good look of you, she was driving Doctor Futterman’s drill right into your palm. The sound of your terrified, pained screams roused her attention, and she quickly poked her head out from behind the curtain to look at you. Your teary eyes widened and locked with hers, the colour draining from your face at the pure insanity they held.

Mother Gooseberry thought you were so cute and sweet. She almost felt bad for hurting you! She chased after you through the mansion, wanting to keep you all to herself.

“You’re too delicate! You’re too precious! You can’t go!”

Alas, you left. So you could’ve imagined her joy when she met you again in the fun park. As soon as she saw you enter the trial, her crazed excitement grew. Her baby had returned!

You belonged to Mother whether you liked it or not. She cuddled you and kept you safe. She was your home. She never wanted to let you go and often just caressed your face, smearing blood all over it.

Mother Gooseberry rarely kept her hand off you. She even got into ‘arguments’ with Doctor Futterman, telling him he unfortunately could not drill a hole into your face. :(

Remember how that silly goose injured your hand when you first met? Good news! Mother Gooseberry patched you up, oh, so nicely. She even kissed your palm every chance she got, whispering how sorry she was in her sweet voice.

She loved to hold you at night. To stroke your hair and tell you how much she loved you. Mother did, you know? She really did love you.

“My little lamb…” Mother giggled softly as she ran a gloved hand through your bloody hair.