#the huntress x s/o

[hooman4ever]

So you love cats... Reaction of slashers/ or dbd killers for S/O who have kitty ears and tails, and in fullmoon change to full cat form ?

Contains: SFW, Cat Morph Reader, GN Reader, Fluff

Tysm for the request! 💚💜💚

Danny, Jed Olsen (Ghostface)

•This man loves cats full heartedly so he is more than happy when he spots the fluffy ears and tails you wear. Or at least he thought you were just wearing.

•When he learns that they’re a part of you he will pet them whenever he gets the chance. Sometimes subconsciously his hand will reach for your ears to pet them.

•Danny will be even more obsessed when you turn into a full cat. The man will coo at you constantly while petting you.

•You better be a lap cat because Danny adores holding you in his lap while he pets you. Your purrs are music to his ears and he finds your meows adorable.

•He’ll often talk to you about the cats he had back home. Their mannerisms and their personalities would be something he loved to discuss. A few of his cats back home he was granted photos of by the entity and he’d be sure to show you every one of them.

Evan McMillan (The Trapper)

•Evan was never allowed pets due to his father's strictness. Even the thought of something soft in his son's life was a huge no. For this reason, Evan loved the softness of your ears. He’d gently pet your ears, barely brushing them, scared to damage the softness he loved so much.

•Wrap your tail around him? He’d love it.

•When you fully transform into a cat he was first unsure. He refused to even pet you scared to somehow hurt your tiny form.

•It wouldn’t take much convincing to get the man to pet you though all it takes is one brush against him and he's constantly petting you until you leave his side. The man’s obsessed with the softness of your coat.

•Evan would run the back of his hand over you most of the time to pet you giving you occasional light chin scratches always careful to not hurt you.

Frank Morrison (The Legion)

•Frank is at his heart a dog person. Due to his dislike of cats, he’d hate you at first. “A cat? Who gives a fuck their self-centered asshole.” He’d often say disregarding you all together.

•Once you were together though he’d enjoy playing with your ears loving the softness of your fur. He’d never let you know though so he reserves the times he pets you for when you are asleep. Or at least when he thought you were.

•He’d get you an obnoxious red collar with a huge bell on it to tease you. He’d wave it in your face before laughing saying “C'mon kitty I don’t want anyone to see you and think you were a stray.”

•When you fully transform he won’t treat you much differently. He’d refuse to pet you at all at first calling it weird and don’t even think about climbing on his lap.

•If you managed to get into his lap to nap he’d fold as soon as he noticed finding your cat form adorable.

Anna (The Huntress)

•Anna seeks you out because of your cat ears and tails. She’s both confused and enamored by the fact you're both animal and human.

•She’s obsessed with your ears and tails loving to pet you and curl up with you calling you a “pretty kitty” innocently. When you fully transform she’d constantly hold you walking around with you in her arms. Holding you like a baby is another thing she loves to do.

•She’s crafty so she’d make a cat carrier like a backpack for you if she plans on traveling anywhere while you're a cat. Cat beds would also be made for you along with anything else you’d need.

•Protecting you would be a huge priority for Anna. You wouldn’t get fat without her tagging along beside you. She couldn’t let anyone hurt her precious pet after all.

[filthyslashertoad]

Maybe one with the tall females like Alcina, the Huntress and a few other tall girls lifting their smaller SO up to kiss them and hug them? For Huntress can it involve her lifting them up by their belt?

Sorry, it's been a while, but here it is!

Lady Slashers Lifting Up Their Small S/O

Lady Dimitrescu

Calls for you from her room

When you arrive she smiles and asks you why you took so long, smiling at you as she admires your features.

As you try to respond to her question she suddenly picks you up by your waist, making you squeal.

Her lips pepper kisses all over your face as she pulls you closer to her, whispering how cute you look when you're flustered.

The Huntress

Is waiting for you to come home.

When you walk through the door she practically pounces, wrapping her body around you as much as possible, but when you try to kiss her lips, you can't reach her face.

This gives her the idea to pick you up so that you can kiss her.

Her hands gently pull against your belt, dragging you to her as she lifts you up.

The Plague

Sees you trying to climb a shelf to grab something.

She was going to let you be until she sees your grip start to slip, in less than a second she was there, wrapping her arms around you to keep you stable.

She smiles at your flustered face before giving you a kiss and to be more careful next time.

[0-animelover-0]

Relaxing with their S/O

No pronouns or physical sex aren't mentioned. It is not proofread so I'm sorry for mistakes.

Summary: After days of exhaustion, she/he decided to relax with you, their lover and only special person.

Aela the Huntress

She shrugged off her armored shoulderpads and her bracers. She rolled her shoulders and a soft smile crept onto her face as she saw you relaxing on her bed. She watched as you drew in/read your book.

She sighed and sat on the end of the bed, taking off her boots. Aela tapped your knees and you put your book aside before slightly parting your legs enough for her to crawl between them and lay down.

You couldn’t help but smile as her head rested on your stomach. You stroked her head gently and she sighed deeply with her eyes closed.

You chuckled softly. “Tired?”

Aela nodded and looked up at you. “That ice brain and his brother are driving me nuts.”

A laugh escaped your lips and you caressed her cheek. “Aw, my poor baby.”

Aela rolled her eyes but made no movement of protest. She put her hands around your waist and mumbled into your clothing. "Just continue doing that with your hand. Feels nice."

Cicero

He came to your master chambers after another kill that you, being the leader of the dark brotherhood, ordered him to do. You could hear his whistles and hums from down the hall before he even entered the room.

A smile broke out onto his face and he happily walked to your bed. "Oh my, Listener! Cicero is happy to see you after a long day. Yes yes!" He didn't waste any time and sat with you on the big bed.

He spread his lanky arms around your waist and his legs tangled with yours. He buried his pale face into your stomach. "My Listener, you are comfier than any pillow."

You took off his jester hat and set it aside. Your fingers ran through his long red locks and he nuzzled more into you. "Tell me about your day, Cicero."

His brown eyes lit up and he rested his chin on your tummy. "Well-" Then he went on and on about how his killings and what other events he done.

Serana

The sun was hanging low in the horizon as you and Serana were heading back from a task you had to complete. She stayed with you as your follower even after your multiple protests against it. It's not that you didn't enjoy her company, it's that you were afraid of her getting hurt. She sat down on the green earth and stretched her limbs. "What are you thinking about?"

Her question caught you off guard since it kinda came out of the blue. Were you really spacing out that much? "Nothing that is concerning."

She smiled and pat the spot beside her. "Come, sit." With a nod you went to her. After you sat with her, she leaned back against a large rock and pat her lap. "Lay your head here. You deserve a nap."

"But-"

Serana shook her head and encouraged you to come closer by grabbing your arm. "I will not take a 'no' for an answer." You sighed and layed your head on her thighs, your back on the grass. She chuckled softly and started playing with your hair. She soon noticed your droopy eyes and spoke up. "That's it, rest."

[deadbydangit]

Recently got into Dbd x Reader fics and loving all of the ones you have made so far!

An idea I had is The Unknown attacking the S/O of one of the killers as they are heading to meet up with them (Huntress, Deathslinger, Trickster) and how the Killer would go about saving/protecting S/O from The Unknown.

Thanks for doing what you do!

I believe I can do that. I might switch it up to just their significant other getting attacked. Please enjoy.

Protecting the Reader: Huntress, Deathslinger, Trickster

Huntress

It would take an absolute idiot to hurt Anna.

It would take an absolute moron to hurt someone on a cares about.

She's already lost someone important in her life.

And she couldn't do anything about it.

But now she can.

And she will.

They won't even get a warning.

They hurt you?

Hatchet to the face.

Was it an accident?

Hatchet to the face.

It does not matter.

Anna can get a little too protective at times.

She's always super worried about you.

So much so that it might be hard to make other friends outside of her.

You might need to get her to tone it down a bit.

You just have to understand that she's not willing to lose another important person in her life.

Another thing she'll do is throw herself in the way of harm.

Just so you don't get hurt.

She knows she's tough and can handle it.

Although, she's not invincible and you'll have to remind her of that.

Sometimes, it's minor dumb things.

Like standing in the way of a snowball or something little.

It can be ridiculous at times. Just know it's her way of showing her love.

Deathslinger

Caleb is a little more reasonable.

On one hand, he'll protect you.

On the other hand, he doesn't want you to become too dependent on him.

If you're in danger, he'll come to help you.

But he will stand back and see if you can handle it on your own first.

That's not to say he'll let you get hurt.

He just doesn't want you to become lazy and depend on him too much.

He'll probably teach you how to shoot a gun.

Something he's made especially for you to defend yourself in case of an emergency.

Though it is something smaller and simpler than the Redeemer.

He'll put you through lessons before he lets you even touch it.

You'll have to learn all the parts and how to put it together before your even allowed to shoot anything.

And, being able to defend yourself is good for your confidence.

He couldn't handle a scaredy cat significant other.

If it's something that you can't handle, or you've tried your best and are still In harm's way, you best believe he'll be right there protecting you.

He'll beat the perpetrator to a bloody pulp, and then some.

He'll keep going until you stop him, and you'll have to stop him.

He's trying to make an example out of this person.

"Anyone messes with you, they mess with me."

He's not always the best at showing affection, this is just his way of showing he cares about you.

Trickster

Ji-Woon has more of a hands-off approach.

He's probably going to leave you on your own.

He really isn't much of a fighter aside from throwing knives and swinging a bat around.

If he entered the fray, it would only make things worse.

And it might damage is beautiful face.

He can't have that!

However, he'll leave you with a small supply of knives in case of an emergency.

He isn't the best teacher, and throwing knives can be very difficult.

Instead, he'll show you how to stab people with them just in your hand and all the vital places that would help you defeat your opponent faster and easier.

Now if somebody insults you or is mean to you?

"Bitch, I know you didn't just say what I think you said?"

If you think the person verbally attacking you can talk smack, he can double it.

Easily.

He's amazing at picking out every little flaw that a person has.

And exploiting it.

Drastically.

He's actually trying to make the other person cry.

And he has.

He thrives on that type of stuff.

"Don't worry. As long as I'm around, no one will dare insult you my pretty little s/o."

[alevicke]

Hii!! I saw requests were open!! I was wondering, if you write for trickster, could you write some headcanons of trickster with a survivor s/o who’s very clingy and cuddly and wants constant cuddles from him? Like she’d even go up to him during a trial and beg him to cuddle with her.

Hi! Thank you for requesting, it's actually the first time in my life someone requests something ^^ i hope you don't mind that I added The Huntress and The Spirit as well because I'm weak for them 💖 I'll use gn reader! Hope you like it 💖

Killer x clingy!reader

Characters: Trickster, The Huntress and The Spirit

No TWs! Or if you think something should be mentioned let me know. Also sorry for the mistakes, English isn't my native language and I have no one to proof read this D:

Trickster:

For this man it really depends how much you know each other or if you're already together (just as with anyone else in reality)

To be fair, he's famous and handsome. He knows already people want to cuddle him, he's well used to crazy fan girls who could do ANYTHING to even get close to him. Cuddling is a FANTASY for them.

But so is for you. Although you see more than the others. When the others think about Trickster they think about the softness of his skin, the sweet voice whispering in their ears, the fingers along their skin... But that's about it, they only see a pretty face to cling onto, a trophy and Trickster knows that

But he always felt something different from you

You didn't look at him like a crazy fangirl who would rip his fingers just to have something from him closer. You were seeing more from him

At first, he would shrug, laugh at you and keep you away using his bat like a long twig to keep the distance. No touchy for people he doesn't know. You could have your fingers dirty with oil from the generators and ruin his amazing skin routine that takes so much time to do

You get closer to him to hug him in a trial? Oh heck no (not yet)

But as time passes and you keep wanting to stay by his side even when he doesn't allow you to touch him, he starts to slowly allow you closer. It's not like suddenly, one day, he will let you hug him, but will slowly allow you to sit closer, some days he will let you grab his hand so you can see his new nail polish, to see his make up that turned amazing today...

And day by day you realize he's way more comfortable around you until he finally wraps his arm around your shoulder, allowing you to cuddle in his chest.

He's warm and sweet once he finally trusts you, he's careful not to mess with your hair and he touches you so gently as if he was scared he could break you

He will start allowing you to hug him, he doesn't mind you doing it if it's not getting in the middle of his routines or similar or if it's a situation when no one can be in danger. He would never forgive himself if you get hurt trying to hug him in a trial or similar so he sets that strict rule. But once everyone is dead in the trial? You're more than welcome between his arms. He's just scared of hurting you. He truly wants to hug you in the trial but it's impossible to do it without it being dangerous for both of you.

Although, he often allows you to be the last survivor so you both can cuddle while he finishes off one of your team mates down

When you hug him he specially loves having your hair closer to him. No matter if it's curly, straight, short, long, blonde, brunettte, black or dyed, he likes your hair a lot and the sweet smell of it.

It's not unusual for him to fall asleep cuddling with you once you both are used to this. He likes to be the big spoon but doesn't mind being the small one every now and then

It takes him more time for him to allow you to pet his hair though. He's still over protective of his hairstyle

THE HUNTRESS:

She's so confused the first time you try to hug her. It doesn't happen out of the blue or else she would completely kill you for touching her when she didn't want to and could only see you as a survivor, but it's still strange

She had a really hard trial. Every now and then, Anna cannot help but let the feelings overwhelm her. She lost her mother long ago and has been alone on her own for so long and while she is strong, god knows that, she is sometimes that scared child that wishes to be hold by someone. It doesn't matter how many muscles she has, it doesn't matter how strong she is nor how tall she is compared to the others. She still has a sweet heart and love to give inside but doesn't know how to

And after a really hard trial with everyone flashing her, breaking pallets in her back even several times, you found her sitting on the ground.

It seemed like the rest had already given up from annoying tf out of her and already escaped. They stole all they could from the map and after basically emptying the flashlight batteries on her, there was nothing else fun to do there, more taking in mind that Anna seemed to had given up

You have been there against her in a few trials already. That wasn't normal. She was always so strong and amazing! You always admired it. Her figure, her muscles and her strength to carry on. Deep down you just wanted to hold onto those muscles and cuddle against her

But you found a defeated Anna and... You still wanted to cuddle her, but in a bit different way

Anna barely looked up when she heard your footsteps. She thought one of the survivors didn't had enough yet. But she was surprised to see you, softly tilting her head. She thought you would have escaped like the others. You were always nice. But you were there still. Did you want to laugh at her as well?

Her jaw almost drops when you lean down to her figure and hug her. You can feel her muscles tense and for a moment you feel scared you fcked up and she would kill you. But you slowly felt her body relax under your embrace

She took you in her arms, sat you on her lap and covered your figure in her embrace. You felt happy you were finally able to get close to the giant woman and she felt happy she finally had someone to hug. Your embrace meant the world to her in that moment

From that time, things between you were different. She was never too hard against you in trials because you weren't mean, but since then, she was always missing shots with you. Oops, she was clumsy that day, haha, right? Oh shit there goes Nea's head, that was so accurate

But no axe against your skin

She loved having you around, feeling your arms trying to embrace her large figure. You could feel her chest puff as she would laugh whenever you tried your best to completely hug her but couldn't.

She had no restrictions. You could hug her whenever and however you wanted. But PLEASE, be careful with her axes! Those are extremely sharp!

Everytime you hugged her and tried to cling onto her, if you are ok, she would happily hold you in her arms and put you on her shoulders. Sometimes she would pick you up bridal style and bring you everywhere until she finds a nice spot to cuddle with you

For quite some time she isn't comfortable taking her mask off. But if you give her enough time and don't pressure her, she will eventually take it off to snuggle with you. She loves pressing her face against you, to feel your warmth and see that she isn't alone anymore

THE SPIRIT

What? You wanted to hug her? Why? Her whole body is covered by broken glass!

She doesn't trust you the first times you try to get close to her. She will always attack, hiss you and push you away. She doesn't want you any closer to her. She has the feeling you're trying a weird trick on her to hurt her. She doesn't know what, but she is so sure no one would want to be closer to her. At least not for something good

But she starts to see little by little that you aren't hurting her and you're being pretty gentle with her. As gentle as you can actually be against a killer trying to kill you. But you seemed sad to have to break pallets on her back and you hissed in pain when you could see the pieces of glass get deeper in her skin with each hit. Like... You felt empathy for her?

She had so many mixed feelings from that. She knew you wanted to get close to her, she knew you weren't hurting her. But she didn't know why? She couldn't understand that someone could appreciate her enough to get closer due to what she went through and what her body had

She doesn't really speak your language so she doesn't even know how to ask you what do you want or what your intentions are. But you realize that every attempt you make to get closer to her is slowly being a bit more succesful than the previous one

Oh, don't think it's gonna take you just a few, no. It's gonna take you probably a lot more than a month or even a few months for her to finally trust you to get closer to her. But patience is the key with her. She has suffered so much even from people closer to her she has struggles trusting

The first time you try to reach her hand, she struggles to keep her physical form. She "glitches" trying to process your action but doesn't move away until you finally grab her hand, carefully, softly. Your thumb caress her cold skin and she barely moves. She's speechless, but feeling someone elses' touch is like a dream for her

She almost melts in your touch, if it wasn't because she can't...

She is ok with you holding her hand pretty often, but the attemps to hug her are way harder. Is not like she doesn't trust you, the opposite, she trusts you and doesn't want to hurt you

Trust me when I say she wishes with her whole soul to hug you and get some comfort cuddling with you, but she is so SCARED to hurt you. It doesn't matter how many times you tell her it's ok because you have medkits and nothing can really go THAT bad down the entitie's eyes. She won't allow a survivor to die outside a trial. But she's still is scared to hurt you

Although, you end up managing to find the best spots to hug her avoiding all her pieces of glass. It's a work between you both but you find several cuddling poses that keep your arms and hands and even your body away from the sharp edges

True, every now and then you hiss in pain feeling a cut. And she still tries to run away when she realizes she has hurt you. But you still manage to calm her down and keep her on your side

She learnt to take care of your wounds in the most soft possible way so cuddles become way more frequent. She's so in love with your hugs !

[juvnvalen]

♡Tennant Yandere Profile♡

Tennant me go aoooga, as per usaualt is late dont mind typos ALSO her name is ADA???? i was looking through her wiki stuff omg she looks like an ada (I lovingingly despise her) also trying to work on writing characters correctly but me head thonk bad zionks :(

Also! added dbd to my character list ughughguhg huntress i wub

Pairing: Tennant x GN Darling; FxGN

TW: Yandere themes, Kidnapping, NSFT, Obligatory tennant warning, Ooc behavior.

Credit for template: @/Cinnamonest

♡What are they generally like? Lucid, aware? Obsessive? How do they behave? Ada is extremely deceptive towards her darling, you won’t know the full extent of her affections unless she wants you too. She’s a con, and her skills won’t go wasted on her darling. Ada’s courting of her darling is very forward, she’s able to seduce women easily so she believes her darling shouldn’t be any different. She gets a rush from being around her darling, she thrives off of the chase almost as much as Ada does with the catch. She feels a rare comfort from her darling’s presence, one she hasn’t felt in so long and she won’t let that go. Ada still continues out her scams on rich women, but with different intentions. With the new comfort of her darling Ada no longer feels the want of a new body in her bed every week, soly leaning on her s/o for the much needed comfort they provide now. ♡How likely are they to kidnap their darling? How quickly will they do so? She will only resort to kidnapping if her courting fails. Ada isn’t quick to take her darling, she prefers a darling who wants to be with her, but if all her tactics fail she has no choice but to act. ♡How difficult is it to escape from them? How do they keep you restrained? How do they deal with attempted escape? Ada is very apologetic after she's taken her darling, but that won’t make her any more lenient. Starting off her darling can expect to be heavily restrained in the beginning, she only offers freedoms once she sees her darling can behave. Whilst it's not easy to escape Ada by any means, it's far from impossible. She often leaves you alone, whether or not she trusts you enough unbound depends on how well behaved you've been. In the beginning there won’t be much punishment for attempted escapes and defiance, but the more you act out the more likely she is to punish you. She could never bring herself to hit you as punishment, but you can expect things like isolation and starvation.

♡How easy are they to trick, deceive, or manipulate? Trying to trick Ada is nearly pointless, chances are she sees through what you're trying to do. Depending on how innocent your manipulation is depends on whether she punishes you for it. It's best not to try, the cons outweigh the pros.

♡How lenient are they? What privileges can you have, and what will you be denied? She’s more lenient with a well behaved darling, the more willing you are to give her affections the more willing she is to give you freedoms. Her darling can expect things like less restraints when they can show Ada just how well behaved they can be. Ada is happy to provide books and more lavish items for her darling, as long as they don’t bring up the question of freedom to her. 

♡What kind of rules do they have? What kind of punishment would they use? Ada doesn’t have many rules, but she’s strict about the ones she does have. You obviously can’t attempt to leave her, or mention wanting to, she loves you but she just doesn’t want to hear it. If you use violence against her, as much as she doesn’t want to, she will retaliate if you force her hand. Her punishments affect her darling more mentally than they do physically, and she won’t lay a hand on her darling unless they start it. If her darling decides to act up they can expect their privileges to be revoked temporarily or taken away all together. For more severe infractions she’ll fall back on starving her darling, not to the extent it would affect her darling long term physically of course. She rarely uses isolation unless she believes she absolutely needs to, she doesn’t like being apart from her darling much, but if she believes it's necessary for them to learn she will.

♡How do they deal with rivals, or perceived rivals? Will they get rid of them? Will they kill them themselves, or find another way? Typically she’ll resort to intimidation to scare the offender off, but if they decided to be persistent she’d have no issue just killing them.

♡How easy is it to make them mad? What does their anger look like? Ada is very slow to anger, it takes a lot to push past her limits. Rarely ever is it her darling who sets her off, however when it is she never lets her darling see it.

♡Do they see you as above them, beneath them, or equal to them? She definitely doesn’t see you as an equal, you’re like a pet to her. You’re with her for her own comfort, whether you like it or not of course. She’ll hear what you’d like to say to an extent, but she’ll only pay so much heed to your words.

♡How determined are they for you to love them? How hard will they try to make it happen? Or are they content just having you? As much as she’d like for her feelings to be reciprocated, it's not something she's immediately worried about. She's confident she can make you love her over time. ♡General perverseness: how sexual of a person are they? What’s their drive like? How touchy do they get? Do they have any reservations about sexuality? She has a high sex drive and she's very forward with her darling about it. Ada expects and needs sexual attention from her darling, and she absolutely thrives off of it. ♡How forceful are they? Do they care about your willingness? Ada wouldn’t think of touching her darling without their full consent, sex for her is meant to be something passionate, and an unwilling darling would take away most of the enjoyment for her. ♡What sort of kinks or fetishes do they have, or would they fill? She doesn’t have any hard fetishes or kinks, but she is open to trying most things with her darling. Ada does prefer to give pleasure more than she does receiving it, though she occasionally lets her darling pleasure her. ♡What kind of (nsfw) punishments would they use? She wouldn’t use anything sexual to punish her darling, she has plenty of other methods she could use that she prefers more. ♡What body parts of their darling do they like the most? She absolutely loves every inch of her darling’s body, but if asked she’d never admit to having a favorite part, but she just can’t get enough of her darling’s breasts. 

♡♡

[thebellearchives]

𝐇𝐔𝐍𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐒

~ Vash the Stampede ; Trigun Stampede

✧˚ · . S Y N O P S I S : you are on a mission to hunt down the Humanoid Typhoon, but he ends up hunting your heart instead

‧₊˚ c o n t e n t s : vash x bountyhuntress!reader, fem!reader, action then fluff, murder, bullet wounds, the sun can burn reader’s skin so she wears bandages, she also heals super fast

‧₊˚ a / n : this is a snippet of a fic i was writing for myself so it used to be vash x oc (hence the sun and healing stuff) but i adjusted it to x reader/ y/n for tumblr, enjoy ~

You watched the blonde as he helped the local townspeople around. You had arrived at borders of the town hoping to intersect him, but when all you found was a nice, restless and awkward guy, suddenly you weren’t so sure you had tracked the right person. Roaming the sidelines, you waited for a chance to catch him and leave without causing much commotion. Since he was being such a nice person to the people of this town they might try to protect him later on, and you weren’t about to deal with with such hassles. Not like you’ve ever caught a criminal someone had tried to protect, but just the idea of dealing with people made you roll your eyes. Your name didn’t really have a fantastic reputation, to them you were just a bandaged freak shooting at criminals and selling them off to the military police.

So you waited. You hid your thomas behind one of the furthest wooden houses in town and then proceeded to walk around the premises, laying low. Soon the suffocating sun you hated so much had set behind the dunes, the lights started to illuminate the township, and most of the people started heading to one particular place. You followed the crowd from afar, spotting the tall blond who seemed to be having a good time. Stealthily, you moved to the back of the house next to the bar. Leaning into the wall, a sigh escaped your lips. It was fine, you could wait just a little more. Your eyes stared off into the distance, the sky getting darker and darker and specks of bright stars soon decorated the night sky. Lashes getting heavier and heavier, you started dozing off. The wall started to feel more and more comfortable and the chilly wind unintentionally lullabied you to sleep.

Until a moment when the sounds of people having fun turned up abruptly, and you heard a melodic laugh. Your eyes immediately flung open and your whole body jolted on guard again. The blonde finally left the bar, laughing and thanking the people inside. Peeking around the corner, your eyes followed him as he came towards the back of both wooden constructions, and in the moment he was close enough, you tackled him against the bar’s wall.

“Ouch!” he whined, you held him face against the wood planks and quickly tied his hands up against his back.

“Vash The Stampede?”

“Oh, nice to meet you!” he giggled nervously.

“You’re coming with me.”

“Oh? Where to?” the tall man didn’t even put up resistance when you dragged him away from the wall and pushed him towards the exit of the town, where your thomas was waiting for you.

“July”

“You’re a bounty huntress?”

“Bingo”

“Well, so am I” something cold hit you in back of the head, an annoyed sigh escaped your mouth. Vash turned his head around as much as he could to see whoever was behind you, his blue eyes widened “it’s not everyday we run into each other, really! And it’s definitely not everyday one gets the pleasure to meet the renowned Bandaged Huntress.”

“I’d say it’s a pleasure to meet a fellow hunter, but i’m afraid I don’t know your name.” It was really not a pleasure at all.

“Yeah, you don’t need to. Hand him over, woman.”

You frowned, but held Vash’s tied hands with your left hand, lifting the right arm in signal of surrender. Slowly, you turned around, placing the blonde in the middle of the man and yourself. He was taller than the Humanoid Typhoon, and he was buff. Long black hair and short beard, with deep black eyes hidden under a brown hat. An ugly scar ran from his left brow down to his cheekbone. An equally ugly smile rose from his lips.

“Uh, if i can voice an opinion, I would rather peacefully leave with the lady?”

“You don’t have an opinion Stampede. It was nice to do business with you, Bandaged Huntress” he then grabbed Vash by his red coat and roughly turned him around, placing his gun next to Vash’s head “don’t try to fight me or you’ll end up alerting the townspeople. And that won’t be good for neither of us, will it?”

With a scornful smile he pushed Vash and he made his way out of town. You stared at him as he walked away in disbelief. What kind of idiot turned their back to their enemies?! If he thought you’d stand there defeated, you didn’t know how much he had actually heard about you.

“I don’t think that’s what business means.”

The man turned around, raising an eyebrow, only to find you pointing at him with two guns.

“You really wanna do this?” he groaned and pointed his gun at you instead of Vash.

“Can’t we solve this peacefully please? What if you both team up, no fighting, no guns, and split the cash?”

“Don’t be ridiculous” we both said at the same time, his body jerked in a sudden startle.

“If I have to kill you and flee the town, I will, I don’t give a damn” your frown and serious eyes stared at him.

“I feel the same way.”

The moment both hunters stood in silence and didn’t move lasted less than what it felt like. If you didn’t make a move he would first, so it was really just a matter of who acted first. Clam heart, calm breathing and steady hands gripped the cold metal of the gun in your hand. The nervous blue eyed hostage stared at your hands in anticipation. Trusting your perfect aim, you fired a single bullet from your left gun.

But what happened next, you couldn’t have anticipated it. Vash pushed the gunslinger out of the way, the bullet you shot barely missing his head and hissing next to his cheek. The man in the red coat wasted no time, he sprinted off so quickly that you almost lost his silhouette in the shadows. A breathy swear word fell from your lips before immediately running in persecution of the Humanoid Typhoon. As you moved your legs as fast as possible you heard a commotion fading away behind your back, and you figured the people at the bar had finally found out about what was going on. Bullets aggressively flashed against wood and sand near your shoes when you followed the blond in between more houses.

“Bitch!” the hunter’s voice was barely audible by then.

In agile stunts, you jumped above piles of wood and stashes of people’s belongings next to their houses, thanking the wanted man in your head for choosing to wear such a flashy coat. Even when he had long legs and advantage, you still managed to catch up to him rather quickly.

“Gotcha!“ jumping, you tackled him to the ground and he let out a yelp. Grabbing him by his tied hands yet again, you both stood up “run run!” the command made him let out a little squeal and immediately do as you said.

Directing him towards your original destination, both of you made your way under the cover of darkness and houses, until he tripped, and with a shriek fell down.

“Shit!“ you almost fell right after him, but managed to keep your balance and helped him pulling him to get back up as fast as your strength allowed you to “quickly! get up before he catches up!”

“Too late!” a smug raspy voice made you turn your head towards your left in a hurry, where the hunter was more than ready to shoot.

“Vash!” without thinking at all, you pushed the blonde out of the way and behind the next house, but you weren’t quite as lucky as him.

A sharp, burning pain hit violently right beneath your shoulder. A bunch of air escaped your lungs and your other hand reacted in a jolt to hold the injured arm

“Fuck! You dipshit!” you screamed almost scratching your vocal chords, the hunter laughed at you maliciously, but it didn’t last long.

With your good arm, you grabbed one of your guns and pointed it at him.

“No! Wait!” Vash’s scream tried to stop you, but it wasn’t enough. Next thing that happened, a bullet hit the hunter in between his brows, his shocked expression was the last thing your eyes saw clearly.

He fell to the floor on his back, and everything started to swirl in your eyes.

“What did you do?!” Vash, who had somehow managed to get rid of the ropes around his wrists, seemed alarmed, but when he saw you, it got worse.

You stumbled upon your own feet and ended up falling down on your knees. Everything that was once swirling around a single point, was now swirling in a million, and the burning sensation of the bullet wound started to spread across the rest of your arm. This is not normal, you thought. Your racing heartbeat pounded from the inside of your head desperately and your breathing became irregular to the point of panting loudly.

“Are you okay?!“ you barely heard the blond over the annoying ringing that drowned out all sound around you. Now closer to you, your distorted vision was full of his red, blue, yellow and the gray of his metal arm. His hands grabbed you by your arms to keep you steady.

“Th-the bullet” you managed to say between your short breaths “it’s laced… with some…thing.”

Next thing that you felt was the floor, and everything went black.

-0-0-•-0-0-

You screamed when a burning pain grazed your arm. Disoriented, you tried to get away from the sunlight and ended up falling to the floor, hitting the arm that had been shot in the process. You gasped in pain again.

“Wha- What’s wrong?!” a panicked voice asked as you took cover in the shadow of what seemed to be a bed, where you had previously been laying.

“The sunlight!” you cried, both arms on fire “close the curtains!”

The sound of the curtains being pulled violently calmed your anxiety a little, the place suddenly going dark behind your eyelids was comforting. Your breath slowly tried to go back to regular pace

“You hit your arm” a soft and kind male voice said, your eyes fluttered open but weren’t able to focus on anything.

Everything was blurry, but a warm hand and a cold hand helped you up to the bed again. You tried blinking away the tears of pain that had formed in your eyes, but turned out that wasn’t the reason why everything was blurry. You figured it had been the shock of the injured arm hitting the ground. Breathing in and out, the pain dissolved warily, and the burn of the other one settled down to a tingling sensation.

“The sun… did it burn your arm like this?” the hands lifted the burned arm to take a look at it.

Slowly, your eyes were finally able to see what was going on. You were in a rustic looking room, and Vash The Stampede was the one holding your arm. You blinked several times in confusion. Your skin was bare and clean, except for the recent sunburn, and you noticed you were still wearing your everyday clothes but you had ben stripped off all of your bandages.

“What… What is going on? Why are you here? Where am I?”

“Shh, calm down. You’re still in the same town you were before. The townspeople helped me bring you over to an empty house. They had a doctor take a look at your wound and you were right, the bullet had been laced with some kind of poison. Luckily, the doctor was able to give you an anti-venom. Your bullet wound was supposed to heal in a week or so, but it seemed to had healed mostly… until now that you hit your arm and opened your wound once again” he sighed.

Vash stood up and your gaze followed, still confused. You held your breath as he came closer with a wet cloth in his hand. Carefully, he swiped the wet cloth over the bullet wounded arm and you winced.

“Sorry” he whispered tenderly, as the cold of the cloth relieved the pain a little.

You couldn’t help but stare at him in fascination. A kind smile rested on his lips as he cleaned blood off your arm, his pretty eyes carefully focused, and there was a lively and sweet blush over his cheeks, barely hidden by his orange tinted sunglasses. The sudden change in the situation you had been (you capturing him) to now (him taking care of you) made you look at him under a brand new light. Not only was he beautiful, he was… kind. And warm. He was what people described the sun to feel like, with his sun colored hair and his infinite sky blue eyes. You can’t even remember the last time someone took their time to look out for you, the last time your heart beat in your chest like it was beating right then, or the last time your cheeks flushed.

“Why are you helping me?”

The question pulled him out of his thoughts to look back at you, he blinked in confusion as if the answer was obvious.

“You were shot and poisoned”

“I wanted to sell you off to the police“ you furrowed your brows, now more confused than before.

“You took a bullet for me” his concerned voice made you realize, you had indeed taken a bullet for him.

“I didn’t do it for any particular reason…”

“You did it because there is good in your heart” that sweet smile of his made a comeback, making your breath suddenly get caught up in your throat “and even if you hadn’t taken a bullet for me, if you had taken it for somebody else or just ended up wounded from the fight, I still would’ve helped you. Why would I abandon someone in need?”

Blinking twice, you swallowed dry air to try and spit out words that somehow stuck to your throat the minute he smiled at you.

“You didn’t do it.”

“Huh?”

“You didn’t do it. There’s no way you did what they say. There’s no way you killed that many people, steal that many plants. I don’t believe it.”

Licking his lower lip, he remained silent for a moment, before finally speaking again.

“You’re right, it wasn’t me. The person the authorities are looking for is my twin brother, Knives.”

Your eyes widened. A twin. That made sense.

Poor guy had been persecuted for crimes he didn’t commit.

“Oh, you stopped bleeding already?” confused, Vash moved the wet cloth away from your skin.

“Yeah, it will heal soon. It should be fine in some hours. Sunburns do take much more time healing, though…”

He gave you a knowing look, which was somehow also mixed with curiosity.

“I didn’t quite catch your name, Bandaged Huntress” his smile was a little crooked this time, playful.

You scoffed with a small smile of your own.

— It’s y/n

[the-marshals-wife]

Fidelity (Crosshair x Reader)

─ ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ─ 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓 ─ ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ─

A/N: I wrote myself into a corner and scrapped my initial ideas for part 2 of Shot Through The Heart. But fear not! For those who wanted more, this is a pseudo-sequel to that fic's premise, updated with all my Season 2 Cross angst. The pay off is worth it, babes.😌

Disclaimer: obviously Crosshair's character arc is still unfolding in Season 2. Writing this on 1/30/23, canon notwithstanding, this is my take on how Imperial S/O Reader and Crosshair would interact after the events of "The Solitary Clone."

Description: Crosshair x Fem!Reader ft. unspoken feelings revealed | Warnings: angst + arguing | Word count: 1,457 | Gif credit: user leavingkamino

★ Bad Batch Tag List ★ @dantes-devil-huntress @sageislostinspring @sweetheart-bo (comment to be added!)

Imagine The Empire jeopardizing your relationship with Crosshair

Discipline. Order. Peace through sacrifice.

These are the principles you live by and swore to uphold no matter what. You made a pledge to The Empire, to the galaxy, to protect those principles until your last breath. Such a pledge leaves no room for doubt. You thought nothing could shake your faith in that. A lot can change in thirty-two rotations.

For better or worse, your former commander had been on your mind. You'd only spoken in person once since his rescue from Kamino, and that was while he was under medical watch in the hospital, understandably still ill from nearly dying. Then, you had to hear from another squad about your own being disbanded, news that was not accompanied by condolences. All this had challenged your morale, but no stripped rank or new assignment could erase the fact that you had a history with the clone sniper. It's not easy to forget someone who had your back when others did not. Yet between you being transferred to your new squad, being away on your own missions, and Crosshair not answering half of your comm attempts when you did have time to make contact, you hardly knew what had become of him.

Something made tonight different, however. He had reached out to you.

The sun had already set by the time you reached the agreed meeting place, a rooftop overlook near the Imperial Headquarters. You wondered why a conversation couldn't be had on base in either of your quarters, but perhaps it was for the best; you weren't overly enthused by several of your superiors presently. You lean on the railing and look out over the haze of the city lights against the deep purple sky. The breeze tousles the loose hair from your braid against your cheeks.

The sound of the lift doors opening behind you breaks your concentration. Crosshair steps out, clad in his familiar black armor, his rifle noticeably absent. It was strange to see him without it.

He removes his helmet and tucks it under his arm.

"Hey," you greet, trying to veil your concern, "I got your message. Are you alright?'

"Fine," he says, nodding slightly. A brief silence falls between you as he walks to stand by your side.

"You look well," he says, his eyes fixed far beyond the skyline. He retrieves a toothpick from his belt and places it between his lips.

"You're looking better too," you reply, glad to see most of the pallor was gone from his face.

Silence again. Starting a conversation with Crosshair was typically a challenge, but one you liked to rise to.

"I heard you were deployed to Desix," you offer, breeching the uncomfortable subject. The last time you'd spoken, Crosshair had been your commander.

"I was," he confirms, "The former leader there took an Imperial governor hostage, but it wasn't much of a fight. We reestablished order in the system."

"My squad just had a similar mission on Ansion. We encountered a lot of local resistance. Not everyone is on board with the Imperial plan." you remark with a sigh.

"So it would seem," he responds, his tone lower than usual, "They can't see that we do is for the greater good. They can't just run away from the truth."

With those last words, his demeanor had shifted. There was a shade of sorrow in his voice. It was conflict if nothing else, and you could no longer ignore it. Why had he brought you here?

"What's wrong, Crosshair? Why did you want to speak to me?"

He frowns, looking down over the railing, "You're still loyal."

Dread washes over you. "What do you mean?"

"Commander Cody went AWOL after our mission," he replies, offering little insight. He follows this reveal with a scoff, spitting the toothpick out into the abyss.

"Oh," is all you can say as your thoughts spin. You never met him, but most deployed on Coruscant like yourself knew the name and who he'd served under, "Maybe he got tired of being treated like a lesser solider," you observe.

Crosshair quickly turns you, pointing a finger, "Don't tell me you're questioning The Empire, too."

"I didn't say that. I just mean it's not exactly a secret that clones aren't treated the same anymore. Not like the conscripted soldiers and volunteer recruits," you reply, taken aback by his sudden anger, "Things have changed so much just since I was part of your squad. It's bad enough how they treat you, but then took that away on top of it."

"I don't need your pity," he asserts, taking a step back from you.

"I don't pity you, Crosshair. I never have," you argue, feeling your throat begin to tighten. You hadn't been prepared for this kind of firefight. "I'm just sick of how The Empire is treating you. You were missing for over thirty rotations and no one would tell me where you'd even gone."

"Why do you care?" he replies coldly.

His words sting, but you can't hold back your answer. "Do you really not know?"

Recognition flashes in his eyes for a heartbeat, but his fist is still clenched at his side.

"We're soldiers, Y/N. We follow our orders, we complete our missions, we get it done. If we die, that's our lot."

"I know what I signed on for. I accept the sacrifices," you say, standing your ground, "But The Empire doesn't care if you live or die. You're just a number to them."

"How is that any different than The Republic?" he finally snaps, throwing his helmet down, "I am only doing what I have always done!"

You feel your hands start to shake as you go on the offensive, knowing what needs to be said, "The Jedi wouldn't have left you on that platform."

"The Jedi are traitors," he sneers, baring his teeth, "and what you're saying is starting to sound like treason."

"Do you hear yourself? Is that what you truly think of me, after what we've been through?" you exclaim, raising your arms at your sides, "Crosshair, I'm on your side!"

You'd made a precise hit, both of you feeling the impact. His rage froze over, and your eyes began to blur. You turn your back to him, fighting to regain your fracturing composure.

"The war destroyed my homeworld. I lost everything and everyone I ever cared about. The Empire gave me the opportunity to stand up and fight. To help keep that from happening to others across the galaxy. That means everything to me. I'm not about to throw that away," you say, looking back to see his stony expression had softened a bit, "But I also know that the cause we serve doesn't care at all about clones. It doesn't matter that you're the best at what you do. They're waiting for the day that they can drop you all. Kamino is proof of that."

He stares at you in the dim light, visibly weighing your words.

"You're too honorable to see that, but I won't stand by in silence," you declare, your resolve returning, "Yes, I am loyal to The Empire. But I'm also loyal to those have fought and bled by my side."

Walking over to his helmet and picking it up, you extend your arm and offer it to him. He reaches out and takes it, avoiding your gaze. Remorse covers his face, but he doesn't speak.

You had nothing to lose by taking one final shot.

"I don't care if the Imperials found you. I wouldn't have left you to start with."

All your rounds fired, you turn to leave. Instead, you feel a grip on your wrist.

"Wait," Crosshair murmurs, swiftly pulling you back toward him.

Before you can utter another word, you're face to face, and he's closing the distance. You close your eyes as he captures your lips in a heated kiss and circles his arm around your waist. Your heart races as you kiss him back, resting your hands on his chest as you surrender to the embrace.

At last he pulls away, and you're captive in his intense brown eyes.

"Thank you," he says, his voice hardly above a whisper.

He calmly releases his hold on you, putting his helmet on and walking away. As quickly as it'd began, the passionate moment was over. You watch him enter the lift and disappear out of sight, realizing not only that you'd been right about the feelings between you, but knowing also that your heartache had just increased tenfold.

Forget the blasters. This was no longer a training exercise. A detonator had just gone off, and you felt the shrapnel across every inch of your skin.

[chevroletdean]

Jacklesverse Bingo 2024 ── ✮⋆˙

Very hyped for the @jacklesversebingo challenge! <3

This Masterlist is still a WIP and will be updated regularly (summaries and stuff will be added and might undergo changes). Every work will be linked here after it is posted.

⚠️ Works marked with an *asterisk will include 18+/smut content. Always read the warnings, please. ⚠️

Prompt: "I don't want to find out what I would do if I lost you." Pairing: MOC!Dean Winchester x Fem!Reader Summary: (⚠️ season 9-10 spoilers ⚠️) As his nightmares get worse, Dean realizes he’s turning into something he’s terrified of; he needs his girlfriend to promise him something. Type: Chapter 1 of the "Tainted" Series

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Prompt: Forgotten Birthday Pairing: Alec McDowell x GN!Reader Summary: Alec is new to the concept of birthdays, considering he doesn’t even really have one himself. When his s/o is sulky all day, he’s confused, until their friends throw them a surprise party and he realizes he has messed up big time. Type: One-Shot

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Prompt: "Of course, you're good enough, you idiot." Pairing: Dean Winchester x OFC Summary: Dean came up with 'The Bunker Ranking' to motivate their group of hunters. A little competition never hurt anybody, right? It was how he first met her, after all. Type: Part 2 of the "Ambitious" Mini-Series

Prompt: Work Adversaries Pairing: Dean Winchester x OFC Summary: It seems like the Winchesters have found themselves a rival. A mysterious huntress is one step ahead of them, whatever case they’re working on. While she’s a thorn in his side, who is Dean to say no to a challenge? Type: Part 1 of the "Ambitious" Mini-Series

Prompt: Character A has to pick up Character B from the police station Pairing: TBA Summary: TBA Type: TBA

Prompt: Sensory Deprivation* Pairing: TBA Summary: TBA Type: TBA

Prompt: The Blade of a Knife Glinting in the Moonlight Pairing: Demon!Dean x Fem!Reader Summary: (⚠️season 9-10 spoilers ⚠️) Although they’ve brought Dean back to the bunker, the problem remains. His demonic side has taken over. Can they find a cure for the curse before things escalate? Type: Chapter 3 of the "Tainted" Series

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Prompt: Biting* Pairing: MOC!Dean x Reader Summary: (⚠️season 9-10 spoilers ⚠️) The Mark of Cain is like an itch that needs to be scratched. Most of the times it calls for blood. Other times it's hungry for a taste of something else. Type: Part of the "Tainted" Series

Prompt: "If you want something, then ask for it."* Pairing: Soldier Boy (Ben) x Reader Summary: People dance attendance on him all the damn time, so why can't you? He's Soldier Boy, America's Greatest Hero, and he's used to taking what he wants. Type: TBA

[crescentcityhellmouth-rpg]

arc-one • p r e s e n t

allison has been resurrected by the demon illyria for a sinister plot, she is to carry out the supernatural killings, being the new talk of the town as she slaughters the wolves in the bayou. she has people pointing the finger at each other, and no one even knows shes out there on the hunt. she has been imbued with a new supernatural strength, and seems driven by her need to finish illyrias order of taking out all the lesser supernaturals, werewolves, hybrids, and vampires alike. no longer seeming like herself. she can not break this soul bounded contract unless her friends from beacon hills can figure out a way to set her straight again. this will land her in a lot of trouble once shes discovered.

divergent • c o n n e c t i o n s

jeremy gilbert (x)

with jeremy out in the bayou tracking the bodies and looking for leads to help the slayers clear their names, also training in the more suitable part of the wooded area. He could just have a run in with the huntress and let the lid blow on her plan.

hope mikaelson (x)

they are on similar missions, hope being manipulated and allison being controlled by illyria. Right now they are likely to be allies unless something puts a thorn in either one's plan, it could pit them against eachother ultimately.

buffy summers (x)

as the head of the slayers, always out on patrol, buffy could just have a run in with the argent girl. though she isn't aware she has risen from the dead and is the one being controlled to kill all the supernatural beings even innocent harmless ones - allison is pretending to with go training under her in an attempt to get close and also help her take down the originals if hope fails her part in the plan.

PLOT • A V A I L A B L E • APPLICATION

[0-animelover-0]

S/O Is The Same Gender As Them

Character(s): Aela the Huntress, Shahvee, Balimund, Farkas, Vilkas, and Scout-many-marshes.

Summary: Title is self-explanatory but basically how they act if they were dating someone of the same gender.

A/N: No pronouns are used; reader is referred to as 'woman' and/or 'man'.

Aela the Huntress

She does not care that you are the same gender as her. (She's dated both men and women you can't change my mind)

Aela defends your relationship if anyone says anything homophobic or in a way she finds offensive.

She uses her title as a way to intimidate anybody that finds your relationship 'bad'.

She portrays herself as a mature and level-headed woman but as soon as you comb her hair or show any type of affection, her eyes soften and her muscles relax.

Shahvee

This lizard woman does not give a spiders arse wether or not you are the same gender.

If she loves you than she loves you. She doesn't see anything wrong with it.

Shahvee has been around Nords her life so she knows how rude they can be. So, she is not afraid to stand up for you.

She is your beacon of light, your pride and joy. The person you love and hold dear. She soothes your worries best she can. She greets you with open arms after a tough one of your journeys.

Balimund

He may not have been in same-sex relationship before but he is definetily willing to try. (I headcannon that he thought he was straight until he met the Dragonborn)

You were his bi awakening so he was hesitent at first but after a while he became pretty affectionate with his words.

He may not be a big fan of PDA but he is not ashamed of dating you. In fact, he likes to tell people of his handsome husband.

Farkas

This hunky werewolf will treat you like he does in any relationship. He is affectionate in public and in private. Always having a hand on your hip or entwining your fingers together.

He is not ashamed of your relationship at all and even brags about having such a great partner.

He might be one of the kinder Companions of Jorrvaskr but he sure isn't gonna take hate from people who are rude towards you. His strong stature is enough to scare a man.

Vilkas

Vilkas through the years never thought he'd be in a relationship, especially being in one with another man.

When he first met you, he wondered why his heart started pounding but he brushed it off and continued his day.

He was hesitent at first but he grew to love being with you. He wouldn't trade being with you for anything. Even if he won't say it out loud.

Unlike his brother, he isn't into PDA as much but in private or inside Jorrvaskr. he always has his arms around you.

Scout-many-marshes

He loves having a partner to share life with no matter their gender. You being a man doesn't change that. He's just happy to have someone in his life.

This scaly man loves PDA and anything to showing affection. He loves just holding your hand or leaning in your touch. In private, he is very gentle and loving. He loves just tracing patterns over your skin with his thumbs.

He boasts about his spouse that is the infamous Dragonborn. He feels lucky that he gets to return to you after a long day of work.

[hooman4ever]

Hi, just recently found your blog, and I'm really glad you specified that fetishizing little spaces isn't a thing you're willing to do. Like if I was in my little space and someone tried to initiate something sexual I would sob. Would you be willing to write headcanons for the Shape, the Huntress, Ghost face, and the Legion (Frank) with a boyfriend in his little space?

Honestly, I can’t stand people who sexual little space. It is a vulnerable place that people go to in hopes to cope. Not to be seen as ‘UWU’ sexual objects. Honestly, if I was ever sexualized in my little space I would most likely have a panic attack and break down. 

Contains: Fluff, Caregiver/Little Relationships, My first writing covering little space I’m pretty sure, Tantrums, Male Reader

Michael Myers

Michael isn’t sure what to make of it at first. 

Are you alright? Did someone hurt you? What’s wrong [Y/n]?” After learning that you are in fact in a little space Michael is a surprisingly good supervisor– at first at least. 

He will be over vigilant of you. Always hovering over you and watching you. 

If you’re non-verbal when you regress no problem, Michael will be more than fine to not talk. Shocker, I know. Michael will be good at reading your non-verbal cues and will prove to be a surprisingly good caregiver. 

Michael really doesn’t mind caring for you overall and he is content to spend time with you no matter what the both of you are doing. 

Michael will think your the cutest baby boy on the entire earth as he watches you play or when you present one of your plushies/drawings to him.  

While if you call him daddy/papa at first he will be estranged by the name at first but will quickly learn to accept it and grow used to it along with all your other little space antics. 

Michael is surprisingly good when it comes to dealing with tantrums, he is patient and isn’t against waiting out whatever fit you may be having or simply lifting you up. Let’s be honest there is no way you’re fighting this man. 

Even I wouldn’t wanna fight him little space or not and I’m around the same height as him. (First movie not the 2007 one lol)

Doesn’t matter how tall you are Michael is in charge and will care for you even if you don’t want his care at the moment. 

“Then you connect this dot!” Michael was sitting beside you in front of the living room table. One connect the dots coloring book was being shared between you and Michael. Per the larger man's request, you were showing him what to do. Michael let you drag his hand along the paper, the shakey lines on the off-white paper slowly forming a picture. “All done!” you cheered pulling Michael’s hand from the paper before pointing excitedly. “Isn’t it pretty?”

The Huntress

She is immediately to your care, as soon as you regress. Anna doesn’t care what is happening or why she just sees a chance to care for the one she loves and she is in momma mode.

Anna is ecstatic and loves caring for you and spending time with you when you’re in and out of your little space. She is content to watch you play and will join in any chance she gets. 

Will call you her “Sweet baby boy,” in a motherly tone as she rocks you or draws with you. She will practically demand you call her mama/mommy she loves having a caregiver/parent-like role when you get into little space. 

Huntress will start looking forward to when you regress. She is obsessed with caring for someone and if that someone turns out to be you then Anna will feel like the luckiest woman alive. 

Anna will accidentally or purposefully trigger it at times. She just loves to baby you and I don’t know about you but when people I trust baby me in private I start to regress.

Once she learns about how (for some people) she can push you into little space Anna will do it more often wanting to care for you almost more than you want to be cared for. 

Anna is less fit for dealing with tantrums, but she makes due with holding you tight in her arms until you calm down again all while worrying about what's wrong. 

It doesn’t matter how tall or short you are your perfect to Anna and she thinks you're absolutely adorable. 

Gentle humming met your ears. Like warm honey it soothed your mind, your puffy eyes struggling to stay awake. Warmth enveloped you in the form of Anna’s arms. A thumb swiped at your cheek, flicking away the stray tears sliding down your cheek. “It’s okay baby boy,” she cooed slightly rocking. “Everything's okay. Mammas got you.”

Danny, Jed Olsen |Ghostface|

At first, the man thinks it’s a joke. “Oh, good one [Y/n].” *cue you starting to cry because Danny won’t color on the floor with you* “Ah- shit,” 

While Danny won’t be the best at first. Often grumbling or complaining about his newfound responsibility with you. Despite his whining, the longer he spends around you adoring your bright smiles, and adorable grabby hands Danny finds himself slowly inching to the floor beside you, crayon in hand. 

Pre entity, he spoils you rotten. You have a fully decked-out playroom filled with everything your little self will need and want. 

Danny quickly learns to love coming home from a long stressful day as ‘Jed’ to see his favorite boy waiting for him on the sofa. Cartoons playing on the TV and plushie tucked in your arms. He finds joy in simply holding you tucked into his side while watching you draw or play. 

If anyone asks him about if he enjoys caring for you? He denies it without question but when the both of you are alone in the confines of your home Danny is all cooes and love. 

Calls you a range of names from “Baby boy,” to “My little sunshine,” 

Danny doesn’t care if you're 6' or smaller, Danny here won’t hesitate to scold you if you're throwing a tantrum. Depending on what it’s about the man will either simply pick you up or he’ll comfort you all while shushing you and telling you it’ll be all right. 

I could definitely see Danny as a proud caregiver after he gets over all his original hesitance. The man will be out shopping for a new toy or sippy for you and when questioned about the items he will boast about his “Little man,”. 

Laughing filled Danny’s apartment, the floor littered in toys as you and Danny stood perched on the opposite sides of your playroom. Danny wiggled his fingers your way teasingly before lunging forward. Shrieking you took off, jumping over a few plushies you were running from Danny, giggles falling from your lips the whole time as he roared behind you overdramatically. “Watch out sunshine, I’m gonna get you!”

Danny kept true to his word as his arms wrapped around your waist. Lifting you up and swaddling you in his arms. “I got you now!” 

Frank Morrison |The Legion| 

This asshole 100% has no tact. When he first sees you regress he will laugh asking why you're acting weird in a not-so-nice way. As soon as he sees the waterworks and shaking lower lip Frank’s stomach drops. 

Man will not get it unless you explain it to him. After he finally understands how you regress he will feel like a total ass. 

Frank will apologetically offer up a plushie from his childhood to try and make amends. While the whole him taking care of you situation will weird him out at first he finds it surprisingly easy to fall into a rhythm with you and your regressing.

Frank won’t find an insane amount of joy in caring for you but he will adore the little wholesome moments where the both of you get to laying together on the floor, paper, and crayons in hand. He adores the night where the both of you curl up into one another with cartoons playing as you snore away. 

Tantrums, however, are far from Franks's strong suit. He isn’t good at dealing with them at all with him having his own explosive temper. Will most likely end up yelling at you and making everything worse. Frank will take a long time but eventually, he will learn how to better deal with your tantrums. 

He will call you by name most of the time but once he gets more comfortable in your little/caregiver roles he will start calling you things like “Baby boy,” and “Sweetpea,” when he’s feeling extra soft. 

Fingers carded through your hair, Frank tussled the strands between his fingers. He was watching as your hands moved. Color scribbling across the once blank paper in front of the both of you. Blobs of color quickly formed all while you were tucked into Frank’s side. “What’s that?” the man questioned, pointing to a particularly messy blob of brown. 

You slowly turned to Frank a look of incredulous on your face. “A dog– have you never seen a dog before?!” Frank snorted at this aggressively shaking your hair making you whine in protest “Of course I’ve seen a dog! What kind of question is that?” despite his tone the fond smile playing on his lips gave Frank away. 

[filthyslashertoad]

Can you write about the Huntress with female S/O who likes to give small gifts like a nice rock, a shiny crystal, a flashy feather, an origami figure of an animal, a candy, etc?

The Huntress with a Female S/o who gives gifts

Finds it really sweet and kind of you to do this.

Cherishes every single thing you give her and puts them all on a shelf for everyone to see.

Can't help but smile whenever you give them to her. It's one of those things, that when she thinks of you, that's what she thinks of.

Tries to return the favor all the time but she feels like you still do it better than her.

Gives you a new nickname for every gift you bring her.

[alevicke]

Killers getting sick x gn!reader

- Huntress, Ghostface, Spirit and Shape -

No TWs needed as long as I'm concerned, but Danny is a bitch

(I'm sorry for any mistakes! English isn't my native language and I'm not used to writing because I feel too embarrassed of my English. I hope you still like it and enjoy it 🙏)

**Anna ( The Huntress)**

At first, she tries to ignore it

It starts with her coughing and sneezing sometimes but like, it's the forest, it could be a bit of dust annoying her

But it just keeps increasing

And God is she stubborn, she doesn't want to pay attention to it. She is busy, she has things to do, killing survivors and practicing throwing hatches won't be done all on its own

You can see it's getting worse

She's probably getting fever

But it doesn't matter how much you insist she doesn't want to listen to you

That's until she can't even throw and axe due to how much she's coughing and sneezing. Her nose is stuffed so badly

That's when she stops being a wolf and becomes your puppy

She apologizes for not listening to you

Please don't be too hard on her

You know she's stubborn and she's used to showing she's strong and not showing weaknesses

She had to survive through so much after all

But now she's your whiny puppy and wants your attention

Please, be by her side

Even if she doesn't like taking off her mask, she trusts you enough to do it

I mean, she doesn't want to sneeze on the mask and ruin it

But she always keeps an eye on it

She wants your attention so much now

Your hugs, your kisses, your pets

She's not used to showing she's weak but she knows she can trust you

Although she'll still be careful that others do not know her codnition

Some people (Danny) might get annoyed and try to take advantage of the situation when they normally could not go against her

Once she gets better she'll still be clingy appreciating everything you did for her

Although you may be the one getting sick now after being around a sneezing Anna the whole time...

**Danny (Ghostface)**

You know? Danny is not really that mindful

He's kind of annoying and childish sometimes

The first time he sneezed in a cleenex he literally looked for you, paper in hand

"LOOK HOW GREEN AND GROSS IT IS"

The other times he sneezes he's being an annoying bitch and won't even cover his mouth

He might even directly point at you just to mess with you and laugh at you

That's until he realizes he was getting sick and it wasn't just normal sneezing

"Oh fuck"

Yeah, he finally realizes he was sneezing on you while being sick and could have gotten you sick as well

He's so goddamn dramatic as soon as he has a tiny bit of fever

"Oh god, oh Lord. OH ENTITY. I think I'm dying S/O. That's it. I'm done. I'm fucked up. I can see the light at the end of the tunnel!"

He barely even has a fever. His nose is stuffed and that's about it

Every time he coughs he tries to make it sound even worse than the clown

He's so loud

And you just KNOW he wants your attention

If he doesn't get it that way he'll start calling you

"Baby... Sweetheart... Honey... Please... Sweetie... I need you... PLEASE..."

Please, go. The names will get even chessier

"My sweet baby... My cute angel... Light of my life..."

You actually wonder if he's just messing with you

"My sweet spicy Pumpking Starbuck's Coffee..."

Ok Danny fuck off

He finally grabs your attention and is a whiny baby the whole time about pain, sneezes and everything

When he finally recovers he'll be bragging around that he didn't even "notice" that he was sick

Nope, so brave, all on his own. Yeap

He'll still appreciate you and will thank you in private

But he thinks he has an status and appearance to maintain (no one actually gives a shit about him)

**Rin (The Spirit)**

It started as a few normal sneezes

Uhmm, weird. She doesn't usually sneeze

At least not more than once

She still decides to go to the trial like nothing

But it's easy to spot there is something wrong

She cannot keep up with the survivors as good as she usually can

They of course take advantage of that and rush the generators and throw some pallets on her

She takes even longer than usual to recover from the pallet and flashlights make her even more blind

She struggles and covers her face and head after the flashligh

She can feel her head starts to hurt and you can sense her behaviour is being off and weird

If you're in the trial you can offer yourself as the only sacrifice although she would rather not doing it

You can insist though, you don't want the entity punishing her when you can feel something is wrong

If she accepts she'll be gentle (I mean, as gently as you can be hooking someone like a dead pig meat)

Once you two are alone, you put your hand in her forehead to feel her temperature raised

She will complain that she's fine but she's smart, she knows she isn't

She just wants you to go away so she doesn't get you sick as well

If you keep insisting she will let you take care of her

But don't expect her to request nor call you if she needs something. She's too worried of annoying you

So please, visit her often to see how she is going

She will appreciate your help so much, really, a lot

And also your company. She feels so lonely

Still she will ask you not to get too close to avoid getting sick

She would feel awful if you do

No kisses nor hugs while she's sick! 100% forbidden

But as soon as she recovers she'll make up for all those hugs and kisses missed and will bath you in them 💖

**Michael Myers (The Shape)**

The unfeeling rock. Not a sound, not a noise, not a word

Wait, was that a sneeze?

Oh shit it was

You didn't ever hear a word from him, besides grunts and growls this is probably the first time you hear a different sound from him

Oh, he coughed

As exciting as it could be to hear new interactions and voices from your boyfriend, you know something's terrible wrong

This guy can easily tank any illness on his own, he's too proud and solitary

His health is also on spot, so he NEVER gets sick

But once he does... Shit's gonna get real

Out of all the killers, he gets the sickest of them all

Some of them could argue that he gets worse than even Plague sometimes

He will stay in bed and not request your help but he actually does need some help

His fever is high, he's trembling and his nose is stuffed

Getting is mask off will be the hardest job you'll ever have in your life, I promise

And still, you probably won't even manage to take it off completely, just enough to encoder his lips and nose

And good luck keeping this guy in bed. He will try to get up for absolutely everything

He hates standing in bed and standing still when it's not about stalking someone. The patience he has just disappears

He'll be an absolute mess in bed but you taking care of him truly helps him 💖

He won't say it, but once he's healed, you can notice he's following you around like a puppy a lot more

He becomes way more overprotective and expect to have his hand all the time in your shoulder or back

He cannot thank you vocally but you can feel his appreciation through these kinds of actions

And oh Entity have mercy in the poor soul who dares to mistreat you while he's with you

[obscurism]

Can you write about the Huntress with female S/O who likes to give small gifts like a nice rock, a shiny crystal, a flashy feather, an origami figure of an animal, a candy, etc?

My dear anon, you have no idea how many headcanons I have about this scenario. If you’d like I can list them out for you in another ask if you’d so wish to indulge me.

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Over the time spent with The Huntress, she’d given you so many items. Rings taken from the fingers of the survivors she’d hunted, books she’d found and couldn’t understand, and from time-to-time flowers she’d yanked out of the earth. While you knew just being there with her, she deemed to be more than enough, you wanted to do more for her.

It seemed so unfair that you got all these things, while she had nothing in return.

Now as Anna and you wandered around the Red Forest as she hunted, her eyes keeping a close watch on you as you searched for berries in bushes, you looked for something to give her. There were a few crow feathers lying around on the ground, but they didn’t seem good enough for her. You’d learned that she had a love for shiny objects, so much so she had a small collection of things ranging from rings to rocks on a table in the bedroom.

Your eyes scanned around, growing impatient at your own failings to find anything before you saw something glistening in between a few rocks.

Peering over your shoulder, you could see Anna not too far off from you but occupied by something else currently. Seizing the opportunity, you quickly went over and kneeled in the wet earth, reaching for what turned out to be a small, but very shiny crystal despite the mud the covered it.

Eyes alight with triumph, you dipped it in a nearby puddle to clean it and wiped the remainder of dirt off it on your pants before running over to The Huntress.

Hearing your frantic pace, she immediately turned around, her mouth turning in concern and frantically looking around for danger.

“Anna, no! Nothing is wrong I promise.”

She tilted her head at you, confused as to why you’d come running up so quickly. You’d only done that before when in danger from the other predators that sometimes stalked around in her territory.

Smiling widely, you held up the crystal in front of yourself proudly. “I wanted to give you this, ya know, like a gift. You’re always giving me things and I thought maybe you’d like it.” You looked away now, a little embarrassed at how desperate you might have come off as.

Behind the bunny mask Anna’s eyes lit up as she saw how shiny the crystal was, a grin forming as she took it from your hand, she used her free arm to lift you up against her, peppering your face with kisses as a thank you for the gift.

She usually kept all the objects she found in a little corner of the cabin, but this was different. This was a gift from you. Instead, she’d make sure to proudly display it on the mantle above the hearth, something she could look at as you both cuddled together on the couch on cold nights.

[angelharness]

ANNA / THE HUNTRESS

• If you were to organize the killers on a list of who gets jealous the easiest, Anna is pinned right at the top. 

• She’s never had to share her territory before, so she’s not going to be very welcoming to the concept. It depends on the severity of her envy to gauge how she’ll react, but minor offenses she can wave off and busy herself with hunting instead. She will be away for much longer expanses of time, usually to clear her head. When she returns, she’ll be about back to her normal, overly-affectionate self. 

• In more troubling cases, such as an excessively-flirtatious survivor or unwanted romantic advances directed your way, she’ll see it fit to simply kill them. If this really upsets you, she supposes she can withhold the brutality.

• Insists on you wearing an article of clothing of hers (a pair of hunting gloves or a handmade scarf) to further distinguish the message. If she’s able, however, she prefers to linger at your side, axe ready and posture at alert.

• Another killer you’d have to sit down and explain boundaries to. It will take a bit to first illustrate these emotional thresholds, but when it sinks in she’ll immediately spiral into a vicious sort of tantrum. It will be brief but extraordinary, and some physical destruction should be expected of the cabin you share. Afterwards, she will shyly fix up the remains of her outburst. 

• This occurrence helps her understand that change is needed, though, and going forward she’ll be much better at monitoring her anger. Jealousy, however, is its own struggle of a subject to tackle. It’s easier to approach once she’s mellowed out, but Anna tends to be stubborn, and won’t see why her envy is such a bad thing. It’s unpleasant, yes, but to her that’s at its worst.

• A good way to stabilize her jealousy (which fluctuates so suddenly and disjointedly, without pattern) is to gift her an item of yours to hold onto while you’re away. A doll or ring will do, anything that she could fit into her pockets and pull out when she feels that rise of irritation.