thebubblybutcher

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made hunter in heroforge !! ❤️❤️

vote for her in round 4 of the tf2 oc contest :))) a vote for hunter is a vote for women's wrongs

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watching her lean into her touch, reciprocate so readily - it startles her to a degree she almost pulls away. but she fights through the kneejerk. kat's skin is too enticing against her own to ever let go of. warm and soft and alive. she's held her hand many times by now, yet it hasn't lost an ounce of its novelty. she squeezes just a bit. her palm is bare this time, her gloves are missing. so are her vest and bandana, outfit stripped down to the essentials. likely related to her unusual cleanliness. free of blood and grime, the extensive scarring of all sorts is pronounced against the pale skin the leather usually covers.

she grins again as she reassures her, a bit bashfully, like she's been caught caring. the corners of her mouth stop just before her fangs, not daring to bare them to her. "i can't help it."

she pauses. she looks away. "oh, i just got bored." she tries to come off nonchalant, but her lack of eye contact is a tell she's concealing something. the real reason was quite apparent. she wasn't bored, she was worried. it felt odd - in a bad way - to lie to kat, but the intrinsic need to hide her intentions overrode anything else.

a faint smell has suddenly carried into kat's room. metallic and musky, familar, but milder. hands plant on her shoulders from behind. they're familar too, thin, rough, warm as freezerburn. cleaner than usual.

"boo." hunter leans forward and rasps in her ear. she giggles, grinning at her playfully. her visit is random, and at an odd time, she usually liked to be alone for a while right after battle. she doesn't seem to have anything for her either. strange.

Kat has been... preoccupied. Her eyes have been low, her hands have been shaky - and she's been acting odd throughout the last few fights. She tenses first, but relaxes when she remembers who it is. She turns, quickly, to face her, and smiles, but Hunter can tell that she's more tired than usual.

"It's you." She sighs, relieved. "I'm really glad to see you. I.. you were really great out there," she blushes. She's steps a little closer to Hunter, and Hunter can hear her heart beating, fast, but slowing down as she stares at her. "I'm.. um.. I'm sorry I didn't do more today," she mutters quietly.

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she tilts her head and her smile softens along with her eyes. a gaze she only ever pays to kat, it seemed. she's relieved too, for a different reason. she chuckles brightly. "well aren't you sweet?" she coos. she notices how kat relaxes around her, hears how her heartbeat slows, how she steps closer, how she smiles, and it warms her chest again. i'm glad to see you. she's still not quite used to that.

she's a bit confused why she's being apologized to.

"it's alright, love. i've seen much worse." she breathes another lighthearted chuckle. brushing it off, even though she'd normally take a jab at anyone who underperformed. her free hand comes up to kat's face, idly pushing a stray hair away and brushing her calloused thumb near her eye. inspecting the bags forming under them. it makes her smile fade. her dilligent stare lingers moments too long. under the veil of the grin, now made bare - perhaps involuntarily - focused concern.

a faint smell has suddenly carried into kat's room. metallic and musky, familar, but milder. hands plant on her shoulders from behind. they're familar too, thin, rough, warm as freezerburn. cleaner than usual.

"boo." hunter leans forward and rasps in her ear. she giggles, grinning at her playfully. her visit is random, and at an odd time, she usually liked to be alone for a while right after battle. she doesn't seem to have anything for her either. strange.

Kat has been... preoccupied. Her eyes have been low, her hands have been shaky - and she's been acting odd throughout the last few fights. She tenses first, but relaxes when she remembers who it is. She turns, quickly, to face her, and smiles, but Hunter can tell that she's more tired than usual.

"It's you." She sighs, relieved. "I'm really glad to see you. I.. you were really great out there," she blushes. She's steps a little closer to Hunter, and Hunter can hear her heart beating, fast, but slowing down as she stares at her. "I'm.. um.. I'm sorry I didn't do more today," she mutters quietly.

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[A note. It's taped to the inside of her door, post-battle. Additionally, there's something that's blocking the door from opening entirely. Upon further inspection, it's a gift basket - still wrapped, from the Teufort general store - and half off.]

Relax, Tiger. I was just updating her on the family business - you can probably imagine that it's hard fighting against my sister. I'm not trying to scare her. She's a little messy, if you haven't.. seen that already. You know we thought she was dead? Don't worry, anyways. I won't have to bother her any more. Feel free to come by anyhow, I don't bite. :)

Katy

after a cleaning she needed quite badly after the bloodbath on the field, she unlocks her door while humming, intending to unwind and repair some things. she's startled when she meets resistance opening it. she gives the door a shove and pushes the item out of the way, reaching through the opening and catching it before it falls down the stairs. at first, she thinks kat's left something for her. but as she eyes the gift basket, it seems... far too impersonal.

then she gets the smell. a faint, lingering scent of lilac and paint. and she knows who's been there. she turns her head and spots the note. her skin prickles with discomfort and slight rage, knowing someone who's not kat has been in her room. she's familar with this ruse, and she sees right through it. she rips the letter off, tosses the basket into the hall with a snarl, and swiftly makes her way down. she checks everything 3 times over. nothing moved, nothing missing. her relief is soured by a terrible feeling weighing in her chest.

everything else can wait. she needs to visit someone.

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hunter!! how is diogenes doing these days?

"he's all grown up! fattened up nicely too, you can barely tell he used to be a runt! he doesn't need me anymore, but he visits sometimes. look how cute!!"

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if you MUST choose one, what's the worst kind of trap to get stuck in?

"ooh, that's a tough choice, there are lots of nasty ones.. if you mean ones designed to capture instead of kill, i'd say bear traps! especially mine :) i give the teeth little spikes on the sides that make it more mangling to get out of the flesh, like a porcupine quill! ❤️"

"and it clamps down hard enough to break the bone sometimes! i've seen scouts lose their lower legs to my lovelies :)"

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Hello. The following is a message from the Teufort Census Bureau.

How would you rate your current employment?

Thank you for your co-operation.

@tf2-data-collection-agency

"well, i get to kill things with no consequences, and i don't hate all of my coworkers! so, 10/10! i would definitely not betray the company in a fit of rage :)"

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made these myself :33

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it’s psychological horror to YOU. to me it’s a romcom

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she’s a 10 but she’s a little too into wanting to see your organs

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[hunched trembling in a dark corner with a knife] I can be normal about normal things and I can prove it

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Fav kinda skull (aside from a human's!) ?

"oh, it's cruel to make me pick!! i quite like cat skulls, i have a few from bobcats and one from a puma, but i think the one i fancy the most from my collection is my moose skull! i adore the shilouette of an ibex, though that one's still on my list! i haven't got the free time to go out and hunt proper much nowadays."

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i hope you all think of me everytime you see a dead animal on the road :) ❤️