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Fear's Nature - 2
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CW: kidnapped reader lol, yandereish/puppy dog dredge, some violence against reader (its a killer. What do you want?), multi person/hive mind dredge, angst??? Kinda, Stockholm Syndrome? Bro I don't know I'm just silly.
You were starting to get used to this.
Not really.
But they saw it that way.
You'd been spared from trials, for the time being. So had the realm. So had…
The Duranee.
You… Didn't know if you hated them anymore.
Disliked, sure. Were terrified of, yes.
But hate?
. . . You couldn't hate something like that.
You were used to the brutal nature of the killers in trials.
You'd seen what it was capable of.
And for a time before it had grown attached to you, you'd even felt the agony it could bring.
It had cut and roughed you up, leaving marks surely to bruise if the Entity didn't have some form of rapid healing in store to keep Her… Toys alive.
But…
The moment the Dredge had you…
The second it saw your broken, teary face. Groveling under it.
Not daring to heal. Not daring to crawl away.
When it picked you up, you didn't struggle. You squirmed a bit- Trying to get… Comfortable. Before your agonizing moment of being placed on a meathook.
. . . It couldn't hurt you.
Not ever again.
The moment it touched you like that…
Held you.
Silence.
Just the sound of your sniffles of pain.
Its mind… No longer raced. No longer craved violence. No longer felt such fear. Such need to rip and tear.
Holding you made everything go quiet.
It contemplates putting you down. For a moment, its grasp slips.
And then the fear. The pain. The screaming. Everything comes back.
Its arms hold you tighter, making you take a sharp breath of pain.
It was so scared to lose its comfort again.
The way they had once felt. The promised Utopia. The safety, the unity, the-
No.
They were all together now.
And you could be their new beacon.
You knew it was back from the clattering downstairs.
It had really let the place go, having you now.
Every so often it fled- Always coming back with more toys, more clothes, more food- More of anything you asked for.
It was usually covered in some semblance of blood, too.
You knew exactly what was happening.
The Entity would allow Her pet to keep its own little prize.
And She'd give it anything it wanted.
As long as it sucked up to her, and slaughtered as much as it could.
Killing everyone in a single trial was the least work it had to do to get anything nice for you.
It hoped you appreciated it.
And some sick part of you did.
It would stumble into the room, slightly gurgling as it panted. Drool hung from its open, slit mouth.
It almost seemed to shake in excitement as it brought something over to you, entangled in its many hands.
It was…
A… Box.
A heart shaped box.
A Valentine's box.
Your usual bitter and fearful expression dropped slightly, a more untrusting and curious look replacing it.
Sitting up a bit, you hesitate.
It urges the box a bit closer.
Your hand touches it.
It feels like it's going to go crazy.
It knows what this means.
Well, assumes anyways.
It remembered.
Remembered what these treats meant.
Remembered that you accepting them…
Meant you accepted it.
To you, it was nothing of the sort.
But it didn't really matter what you thought.
Both of your hands are on the box now. You carefully slip it away from the Dredge.
You brace yourself as you get ready to open it.
You're half expecting to find bugs, like in some weird kids movie.
But… It looks like chocolate.
It looks edible.
It looks…
Your angry looks completely vanish. Your eyes are a bit wide, hopeful, desperate expression crossing your face.
Like it was playing a trick on you.
You take a piece out, lightly squishing it between your pointer and your thumb.
It felt like chocolate.
You glance to the side. Then up- Er, down at the Duranee.
Its looking at you so expectantly.
You take a bite.
Pause.
You can't help it as a whine escapes you.
The pure ecstasy of something so sweet.
Something you've been deprived of for so long.
A little whimper, you're quick to eat the rest of the piece you grab. Tears are in your eyes- The sweetness is overpowering.
With a quivering lip…
“T-Thank you.”
Thank you.
You thanked it.
You had never once been so kind.
Never once thanked it.
Never once regarded it with anything other than hatred.
You thanked it.
You accepted its gift. Its… courtship. And you thanked it.
Did that mean you'd stay forever?
To your wishes, hopefully not.
To its own, it would make sure you did.
“You like… Like it. Do you like it?” Their many voices echoed out.
It's… Unsettling to say the least.
A gentle symphony of an entire town of people- Maybe even more by now. Their cries, their screams, their whimpers. Yet above all… A strange, harmonious tune.
You don't really want to engage with it. But…
Really, it wasn't… Doing anything bad.
It… Never hurt you. Your first time ever meeting it was the first and last time that would ever happen.
It liked being near you.
It liked holding you.
It wanted to make you… Feel the same way you made them feel.
“ . . . Yeah.”
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offical-ouroboros · 25 days
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Fear's Nature - 1
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CW: yandere + puppy dog dredge I guess, I am once again writing a kidnapping killer (literally all my work for killers will be that I swear), multi person/hive mind dredge, sad angst ish
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You don't know how long you stayed there.
But it was long enough, it seemed.
Because you hear the bells chime.
As the realm was getting ready to collapse.
They were going to leave you.
Like they always had.
You're trapped under its gaze, arms from its shadowy body clinging and pawing at you, weakly trying to bring your sniffling form closer.
But not to consume you.
Not to add you to their collection.
Not for anything but a desperation for quiet.
You made its mind… Quiet.
All the crying, the screaming, the agony.
The way it wanted to tear itself apart, the seething rage of victims desperate for an escape that was no longer possible.
You made it stop.
They didn't know why.
But they needed it.
Briefly wasn't enough. Just for the match wasn't enough. They craved it. They craved you.
Only you.
It didn't care for the other survivors. It wouldn't chase them. Wouldn't wound them. Just wanted you.
Of course, the moment you manage to escape its grasp– If at any point anyone dared to take you away– All would change.
Their peace would be entirely erased. And all they could think about was mutilating whatever took away their dearest salvation.
They'd never hurt you- Not on purpose, no.
Physically, mentally, emotionally; Never on purpose.
But with so many thoughts, so many people… So many urges, so many simple ways they could finally feel content-
They won't deny themselves that bliss.
Many parts of them understand it's wrong. Many parts of them don't. So much of it has been warped- Woven through lies, built up by the delusions of many isolated people.
But every part of it knows having you feels good.
So wait there with it.
Let it touch you, hold you, curl every little piece of itself around you.
It'll nuzzle sweetly into your terrified form, soon breaking out of the locker with you trapped and bound up in its limbs.
It's a bit haphazard, not holding you up high but instead cradled in many limbs closer to the ground. You may get a bit of motion sickness…
But it won't let you go. You were lucky enough to already be somewhere in its realm.
So it sways you up, up, into the house.
Onto the bed.
And like an obedient dog, it lays crouched by your side.
Its arms are still coiled around you.
Its head rests just near the mattress.
Its beady eye peers to yours, an almost innocent look displaying.
It doesn't want to be bad.
It doesn't want to scare you.
It's just in their nature.
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offical-ouroboros · 25 days
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Should or Shouldn't - 2
here's the second part :3 there's a bit of a cliff hanger... But I'm working on a third part!
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CW: yandere hux idk, mentions of drugging (sleeping pills), hux + reader struggling with emotions, hurt/comfort???, hux is a bit of a jerk but he's also a sweetie, not proof read
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It was more exhausting being with Hux than being in a trial.
That's how it felt most days.
There was nothing to do! Either he was away, or he was… just watching you.
Sometimes he got bold. He'd touch you, cut you up.
It was never anything bad.
Nothing like the trials.
Cuts like the light mark of a razor blade. Just enough to see red.
Sometimes you didn't even notice. And then, when you felt the wetness- Saw the blood, you'd freak out.
You'd cry and sob, and beg him for something to help.
These times, you never blamed him.
He never had to deal with your hurling insults. Screaming at him. Fighting him. Saying you hated him.
. . . Why did it make his mind struggle when you did that?
. . . Why did he care if you hated him?
. . . Was he . . .
Developing feelings?
No. Of course not. It wasn't possible. He was a machine. Sure, he was made to help humans, but they'd never coded anything like affection into his system.
This was just a side effect. Something left over. Part of his medical knowledge. Part of his programmed desire to aid humans.
. . . So why couldn't he purge it?
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Everything felt so heavy as you woke up. You were moving- Well, being moved. Your full body weight pushing you down.
You let out a small sound as you stirred, feeling sick as you saw the ground quickly sliding away from you.
The familiar grasp of claws held your shirt.
You don't bother speaking. You've moved enough, made enough sound- He knows you're awake.
“Sleep, worm.” Hux's voice urges you.
“I- Mhn… I can- can't-” You whine, feeling nauseous with the movements.
“You will.” He speaks again. “Transport is in progress. I do not want your idle squirms.”
Shuddering, you bow your head as you try not to vomit.
“S-Slow down, I'm gonna- Mmnh…” Hearing your worsening cries, he suddenly comes to a stop and you crash to the ground. “Ow- Fuck!” You whimper. But you don't move.
You just lay there, whining as you try to take deep breaths to calm down.
“Little worm should not have woken up…” He seems upset. “Recalibrating.”
“ . . . Huxy, I don't feel good.”
That stupid nickname. If his tech wasn't so advanced, you'd hear that cheesy dial-up tone that older computers made when processing something.
“An accurate response. My dosage was correct. But you refused to drink more.”
Dosage…? What did he-
“D-Did you drug me?!” You cry out, doing your best to look up before gagging and looking back down.
“Affirmative. The worm was complaining of difficulty sleeping. Analysis shows one's conditions as the most likely issue.”
Yeah. Being kidnapped by a killing machine, bound by your legs, and made to sleep on the freezing cold floor could lead to insomnia.
You're tense- Partly from how sick you feel, and partly from general fear.
“Where… Where are you taking me?”
A moment of silence.
“A new location has been found suitable.” He speaks plainly. “Will the worm behave? Or be bound once more?”
You swallow.
“I… I can be good.” You mumble.
“Unexpected. Further testing required to validate your hypothesis.”
Trembling, you bow down a bit more.
“Is there… Any other way you can carry me?” You ask meekly.
“ . . . Requesting approval.”
You pause. He was… Asking for your permission?
“ . . . Will it hurt?”
“Negative.”
“Uh… Approved?”
In a swift motion, you're plucked from the ground and held… Surprisingly sweetly.
Your legs are raised over his forearm, keeping the blade of his hand pointed away from you. His clawed hand is under your back, encouraging you to sit up slightly.
It's… A princess carry.
“Mmh…” You'd felt so sick. And now…
Your head meets his chest.
“ . . . Good organic.”
If he could smile he would.
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This ‘new location’ was… Nice.
Like the rest of it, everything reeked of death with a partial stench of chemicals.
But… Other than that?
There was a bed. Sort of.
A deconstructed sleeping pod, piled up with random scraps of blankets and fabrics.
A window-
Which was actually just a massive hole in the wall, but Hux had patched it up by melting the dome of the previously mentioned pod to it.
And… A table.
Which was just a chair from the dining hall with the back removed.
It really wasn't much. It was still a mess- And you could swear there were blood stains on some of the cloth in the bed.
But… it was definitely better than the floor.
Right now, you're nestled sweetly into the pod, buried in the fabric. Hux had been bringing you more- It seemed any time he found something that wasn't full of holes or tears, he'd deliver them to you.
You could try and ask him to stop, but he wouldn't.
“Your body temperature is not regulated. These will adjust your heat levels when recharging.”
The longer you spent with him… The nicer it actually felt.
It was tiring, yes. Boring, of course. All you could really do is sit there and sleep.
But God did you miss being able to rest. Having a bed. Being warm without a fire. Feeling… Safe.
When things first started, you were terrified of him. With good reason, of course.
You'd seen what he could do. Felt his blade. Been reduced to agonizing pain as he injected you with… Some kind of chemical.
But now… He was good to you. As good as an artificial intelligence hellbent on killing humans could be.
And things were especially different-
When you woke up to him cuddling you.
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offical-ouroboros · 27 days
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dude your unknown x readers are SO. HOUGHHHHH /POS,,, there is so little content for it anywhere but yours is utterly DELECTIBLE, if u do post the singularity thing you wrote i would be more than happy to read it bc i also love that freaky lil chewed gum looking son of a bitch 🩵🩵🩵 - a-monsters-chew-toy
yesyyeysyeysyeysyeysyyeysyeysysys I love finding other people who enjoy monsters like me (*´꒳`*)
Please note this entire thing was written with me in mind and I didn't actually expect anyone to be interested... And it's a bit of a three parter! If you like this one, I'll post the second piece as well :3
Feel free to request anything specific you'd like for future posts!!!
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Should or Shouldn't - 1
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CW: yandere stuff idk, hux kidnaps you lol, heavy projecting on reader character because this was from my docs fanfics, not proof read cos these are my late night rambles, slight nsfw implications through speech??? man idk I'm crazy for hux, male pronouns for reader lol
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Thunk.
You dropped the pallet down, stunning the creature.
“You should not do such things.” Its glitchy, monotone voice uttered.
You paused.
You didn't even really have time to run before it spoke.
And for some reason…
“S… Sorry.”
It paused.
Then its sleek, metal leg crushed the wooden planks under it.
And you didn't move.
And it didn't hurt you.
“Is this the part where I run?” You speak up, half jokingly.
“No.” It says plainly.
“Calibrating... Your refusal is futile.”
“I- Sorry…?” You say again.
“You are not fit for this experiment. I will be taking you now.”
“W-What?!” You cry out, trying to take a step back.
It quickly grabs you, clutching the back of your shirt with its claw.
“You should thank me for this.”
You tense.
“T-Thank you…?”
You're so confused.
“Good worm.”
Things just continued from there.
You stayed in its grasp as it brutalized the others in the trial, mangling their legs so they'd just bleed out.
And then, when the realm was about to collapse…
You just went unconscious.
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Waking back up was a nightmare.
At least, you wished it was.
You were somewhere in its realm still- The Entity’s hand picked wreckage of whatever planet the Singularity had come from.
You were on the floor. It was cold. But on the bright side, there seemed to be… Some kind of fabric near you. Large enough to cover most of your body, if you curled up.
You start to stir more, pushing up before falling flat back down as your limbs buckle under you.
Yelping in pain, you can't help it but cry.
Your pain is only worsened when you feel… Something… Coiling around your ankle.
It's like the fleshy plants of this planet. Like the nasty growths of skin covering the Singularity’s robotic form.
You whimper and tug on it, panic setting in.
There's a few odd clunks- Getting closer.
But you're too terrified to process them.
“Stop struggling.” Its voice suddenly speaks up, shocking you out of your efforts. You scramble back, still laying on the ground.
“Refusal is futile. You are safe now.”
In what world was this safety?
"What are you talking about?"
“Your inferior mind was no match for future experiments.”
“Lemme go-” Your voice cracks and you break down into a sob. “Lemme- Lemme go!” You cry out louder, quivering as you do so.
“You are emotional. It is amusing.”
You shake as your fists ball up. Leaning back against the ruined barrels and such behind you, you simply break down sobbing.
It stares at you, motionless.
“You should not be crying.” There's… It almost sounds genuine. Like it can't understand why you'd be upset with it.
You don't respond. Just cry.
Shuffling closer, its scythe arm brushes against you.
Of course, you flinch away, whimpering. But…
Its head tilts slightly.
“Stop it.” It utters. “Your whines are irritating.”
You keep crying, curling up slightly.
“ . . . Analyzing situation.”
“Calibrating.”
“What is the problem?”
You scowl, glancing up at it.
“You took me.” You hiss.
“Incorrect. I have saved you.”
“You kidnapped me!"
“You were going to get yourself killed. I have saved you. You thanked me.”
You tense.
“Why are you acting up now?”
You tilt your head down, feeling just barely calmer.
“You scare me.” You mumble.
“A logical response.”
“So you'll-”
“You are never leaving.”
Shudder.
“Fuck you! I hate you!” You scream.
“Your emotional blabbering has lost its charm. I advise you to stop. Or I will make you.”
A harsh huff leaves you. “What? You'll kill me? Good. I don't want to be-”
You're slammed against the barrels behind you. A quick breath is forced out.
“It will be slow. Painful. You will not die.”
You're back to sobbing, completely hysterical.
“There. There. Be a good worm.” It's pressed closer to you… Oddly intimately. Its right arm is behind you, forcing you to lean into it or risk being cut.
“I hate you.” You whimper.
“Your emotional outburst…. Is valid. You will not be punished for them. If you stay put.”
You swallow, lower lip quivering. And… Hesitantly lean into him, nuzzling softly.
“There. Good…”
It seemed to stop itself from saying something.
“P… Please get- Get my leg out.. Out of th… Please?” You struggle to find the words. “I'll- I'll stay right here. I just… Don't like being tied up when I don't wanna be…”
“Beg for it.”
“ . . . I'm- I'm not gonna-” Your ears move in embarrassment.
“Then it stays.”
“ . . . Mh-” A weak sound escapes you. “Okay.” Your voice is so quiet.
“Little worm is deceptive. He stays until his superior can trust him.”
A little whine escapes you, and you nod.
It's not like you could do much else.
Maybe it would kill you. Maybe, like it said, it would just torture you. The Entity had already allowed it to take you. To remove you from Her trials. Maybe forever. Maybe just until it got bored of you. And by then, She'd likely be bored too. And you'd finally, truly die.
But no.
The Singularity would keep you.
Forever.
You were human.
Bound to have some reaction to anything it did.
The slightest change could spark a massive, brand new reaction.
And it would love to…
Study you.
That's all this was.
Right?
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offical-ouroboros · 30 days
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I've got a mini two parter in my docs I've been writing for my own little me x hux thing but I'm kinda thinking of posting it 😭 would anyone be interested? It's formatted like the rest of my works already.
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offical-ouroboros · 1 month
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I finally got Dead by Daylight! Console player so bear with me, but if anyone wants to group message me :3
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offical-ouroboros · 1 month
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Hi, could you do more of the unknown HC or fanfic?
Unknown x Reader HCs - An Unhealthy Obsession
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CW: creep unknown, unwanted touches, UVX 'drugging'??, general horror warnings idfk, yandere/manipulative unknown
this may become a mini series
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※ He just wouldn't leave you alone!
※ It didn't matter if you were in a match, or at camp. You always felt like you were being watched.
※ When you tried talking to others, they made you feel even crazier.
※ At least... That's how you heard things.
※ Truth was, you were probably just intensely disoriented from the Unknown's UVX.
※ If she talked, it seemed so clear... So pleasant.
※ When anyone else did, it just made you feel small and scared.
※ His own way of getting you comfortable near him.
※ It's not like it entirely wanted to- Just hasn't been...
※ In love is a strong word.
"I will not be... Denied my... Happiness."
※ Depending on how you respond... Won't really matter.
※ It'll get what it wants in the end- With someone, at least.
※ You make it feel something nice. A warm feeling that soothes its aching form.
※ With enough time it may even put more effort into fixing its body up to look a bit more human, if that's what you want.
※ Or, if you'd prefer the opposite, it'll relax itself more and look more warped and... Wrong.
※ Anything for you, "Tiny mouse."
※ It could take a few more days of meeting you, weeks, months... Or, immediately after the first trial before she decides it's been enough and just tries to take you.
※ Entity allowing, it works.
※ The Unknown is fast. Precise. And while part of him enjoys the hunt, he also knows what he wants. He wants you. He wants to feel human. He wants humans to think he's human.
※ What's more human; more alive and well than having a partner?
※ To it, not much. It was likely someone's fault, maybe even your own that she got the idea.
"Love is a core human emotion."
※ It'll sneak up behind you, axe discarding on the ground so it can hold you properly, twisting its limbs around your entire body and clinging.
"I missed... You."
※ Try to pull away all you want, he doesn't even notice.
※ Sometimes it had on different outfits- Different forms. If you had a preference, it would try to stick to them around you. Find anyone you might have a crush on and kill them. Take their form.
※ It looks just like them! Don't you love it now?
※ It... Vaguely resembled whoever it killed.
※ If you're at the point where he's taken you, you probably won't have much of a chance at getting away again.
※ They don't understand why it's a problem. Don't understand why you might be scared. Why you cry, and shake, and kick, and fight, and run.
※ But it never gets upset. Just confused.
※ Arms once more wrap around you, keeping you trapped both in its own personal place in the Entity's realm, and in its arms until you either calm down or tire out.
※ Just like how it weakened you before, if the Unknown can't get you to settle it might have to... Eugh... UVX you again.
※ The strange fumes make it hard to focus on anything.
※ Anything but him, that is.
※ Soon enough, you'll just have to look at him. Look at him. Look at him. Look at him. Look at him. Look at him.
※ Please.
※ Look at him.
※ Just relax. Curl up into their grasp. It'll weaken, and feel nice. Warm. Inviting.
※ She genuinely wants to love you. She's trying.
※ They just need a little help understanding boundaries.
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offical-ouroboros · 1 month
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Need an obsessive man to cuddle me rn I've been awake for 30+ straight hours and done so much cleaning around my place I'm exhausted
Hmu if you're a fictional villain or whatever..
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Unknown x Reader HCs - An Uncomfortable Beginning
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CW: Stalker unknown, general weirdo partner stuff, violence, general horror angst, all pronouns Unknown, some light NSFW themes
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※ Being with the... "Nameless Legend" as it liked to be called was certainly a way to get around.
※ He's touchy, he's feely, and he's overall just plain creepy.
"Hey... You."
※ If you find yourself with the Unknown, I can only imagine it happened in a 'love at first sight' sort of way.
※ Maybe you were nice to her- Didn't scream, didn't run, didn't call her names.
※ Maybe you were fun to chase- Clever, able to get away like a cute little rodent. You didn't need to be fast or small to escape. Just smart.
※ Maybe... It just liked you.
※ Regardless of what it was, he'd never kill you. Would never wear your form. Just admire it as it was.
※ You wouldn't be entirely safe from it in the beginning, though. He had a job to do.
※ It did hurt, hearing and seeing you in pain. But it also gave her a rush.
※ Then again, you could always...
※ There's two major ways to gain his favor.
※ Option number one, the shitty teammate route.
※ Just follow other survivors around, and mess them up.
※ What's that? The killer's coming? Stand in front of their vault and make sure they can't get to it, and make the leap yourself at the perfect time so they'll get smacked around and downed.
※ Oh, the generators? Just keep messing up all your skill checks.
※ Someone needs healing? Or they're on hook? Just watch them. Or leave them.
※ It'll make it less likely that the Unknown goes after you entirely, but won't really get you any friends...
※ Option number two, show it affection.
※ The Unknown has an ego- It loves feeling important, powerful, intimidating and big.
※ Stand your ground, touch up on its hallucinations if you decide to dispell them, just admire it's grotesque form as it hobbles around and mutilates your fellow survivors.
"You must... Be lonely... Here."
※ Do your best to stay calm, get close to it, put your hands over hers.
※ Its twitchy form tilts its head, sickening cracks sounding.
※ Get your own hands on the axe. But don't take it. Just keep your eyes on its... Sockets.
※ His freakish face will grin even more, and soon enough you'll feel him touching your waist.
"Why so... Nervous... Tonight?"
※ The axe will slip from her hand if you keep your touch over her skin, eventually dropping entirely so she can grab you.
※ Try not to struggle. He likes your face. Keep your eyes open. Keep looking at it. Why are you looking away? Look at it.
※ Hopefully you keep it's attention long enough- And if you are actually finding yourself interested (which let's be honest, you are. you're here still.), then you probably do.
※ The gens are done, the other survivors are free to leave, and... You aren't.
"Hey... I have to go."
※ Be quiet when you speak, and don't make any sudden movements. It might get too excited if you do.
"I'll come see you again."
※ Its hesitant. It doesn't want you to leave.
※ It'll be a tense race of sorts- Scooping you up under their arm and over their hip like you're a bag.
※ He'll hobble his way to the exit gate... Set you down...
※ It's up to you if you try to find her again. But regardless of what you choose, you'll never escape now.
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offical-ouroboros · 1 month
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grrrr grrr grrr grrrrr seeing 90's Ock treating kiddo Parker with respect even after he made a mistake grrrr GIVE ME A MAN LIKE THAT
I find it so sweet that he's literally a fucking genius but (well usually) he doesn't just shame you for 'being an idiot'. He sees an effort, and he sees the mistakes, but he still doesn't mind because you're trying.
Literally makes me melt to think about that. I have a really difficult time comprehending things, and I usually just end up getting treated like I'm stupid, and it really hurts. I love having characters to admire that then have canon interactions confirming my wants/HCs for them ♡
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offical-ouroboros · 1 month
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Way too stupid to understand just about anything Doc Ock talks about but so infatuated I'll still sit there and listen to him
I love Otto so much I need him irl ☹️☹️
Like just watching a clip of 90's Ock talking about uhh the fusion core and stuff like I don't understand a thing that you're saying but man do I wanna cuddle you and praise you for your intelligence my beloved (﹡ˆ﹀ˆ﹡)
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offical-ouroboros · 1 month
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DESPERATELY need to be held by Godrick and have him pet and praise me and stuff I love him so much it's not even funny
"I command thee, kneel!"
No I'm already sprinting at you so you grab me with your hands so I can beg you to comfort me my man
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offical-ouroboros · 1 month
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Hiya !! I hope your having a lovley day/night !!
I was hoping to b able to request
John Doe x shy! And a bit skittish!reader ?? Like they have a tendency to startle and have trouble chatting at 1stt hgngngnh idk but yeah :))
YESSSSSS😭😭😭😭 as someone who's like this I love this tysm for asking
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John Doe x Shy/Skittish!Reader HCs
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※ He finds you absolutely adorable, but definitely struggles a bit with your possible anxiety/general sheepish behavior.
※ He's all for stimulation and clinging, so you'll have to be a bit pushy if you need space.
"My love! What's wrong? Why won't you look at me?"
※ He'll have moments of worry, thinking he's done something to upset you. Just reassure him if you can, in any way.
※ If with his initial confession, you admit finding no issue with him but rather just your shyness getting in the way, he'll understand to an extent.
※ Doe loves the moments you do cuddle up to him, hearing all the sounds and feeling your nervous little movements in his arms.
※ He'd tease you a lot with kisses and hugs, or simple words.
※ If you've got any sort of cute, small animal you relate to, he's totally calling you by that name.
"My little moth, don't hide from me! I love love love You!"
※ He'd squeak as he forced you closer to him, enjoying your scent.
※ He really likes it if you play with his hair- Something simple for contact, but for someone of his species it means a lot.
※ If in a more rushed relationship, or just early on of something where he has to take you, a more skittish partner would be one of the best options.
※ Outright refusing his affection or lashing out would hurt him, he wouldn't understand why you'd decided to be so cruel. He wouldn't get upset, just... Confused.
※ Someone who shys away from his touch, maybe hiding themself away instead while clearly looking nervous would just earn potential space from him, if you asked for it.
※ He'd still constantly be watching you, trying so often to get close, but as long as he knows it's not him, Doe is a lot more easy going and understanding.
※ He's relatively anxious himself, I'd like to believe, needing lots of praise and physical touch.
※ You could even have moments where he isn't hyper stimulated, or trying to make more stimulation.
※ If you were particularly skittish around him, any moments of willingly going to him first to initiate contact would get him to quiet down and just for a little bit, he'll hold you in his arms and close his eyes.
※ Petting you, clinging to you gently with his hair, swaying you so subtly in his hold.
※ It's followed up with some praise, little words of encouragement and how happy he is to have you.
"I'm so so so happy you're mine, You."
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offical-ouroboros · 1 month
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Hey the heim baile simp has arrive once more!! Sorry if my request are getting stale but what if
And hear me out
Regular guy reader HCs with heim? :]
I struggle with coming up with ideas on my own, so even this is good enough. Always look forward to seeing your requests (´^ω^`)
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Heim Baile x Regular Guy!Reader
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※ What is this strange little creatures he's come across...
※ He'd thought you were new in town! And you sort of were...
※ Though seeing the way you smiled, the shaky pupils, the hands...
※ It won't take him long to realize you aren't human, and despite the initial disappointment of the lack of a meal, with a simple compliment he'll be just as eager as he is with any old human.
※ You can both be weird little cling on's!
※ Him with his... Well, insides- You with your hair!
※ Honestly, he'd probably enjoy having a Regular Guy as a partner a lot.
※ They're a familiar creature of the UCV, and so he doesn't really have any worries about needing to watch after you to keep other REALTORs and the like of human eating residents away from you.
※ You could have weird ass romantic dates that include eating junk food, bones, and literal garbage.
※ What can I say? You're simple creatures.
※ He doesn't mind your hairball form at all, either. It's just a bit confusing for him, having to understand your not-so-verbal chittering.
※ Depending how feral you are, he might have to keep his cards and potential meals away from you to avoid having you eat them.
※ Total crackship like idea, but you could totally act as a wig for him. Probably a painfully obvious one.
※ Heim probably finds it cute. If not a bit... Weird. With your mouth so close to his lures scalp.
※ As a regular guy, you've probably got a massive fear of water.
※ Just like as a REALTOR, Heim's probably got a massive fear of fire.
※ You had to escape the Motherball and go through a waterfall. He's... Well, pretty much a plant.
※ Speaking of which, do REALTORs need to be watered...?
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offical-ouroboros · 1 month
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My inspiration has been deleted, and seems to be I'm going into a bit of a depressive rut :((
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offical-ouroboros · 1 month
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Hiii!! I wanna ask about a transmasc reader x maison HCs if you want to do that is :33
You got it! Bear with me though, I don't know Maison the best anymore :(
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Maison Talo x Transmasc!Reader
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※ Just like Heim, he finds himself a bit curious with your identity!
※ Unlike Heim however, Maison can relate to you.
※ As a REALTOR, their bodies and lures don't necessarily match.
※ Maison happens to be a non-pollinating REALTOR, just like you!
※ Well... Not exactly like you, but close enough.
※ If you've undergone any surgery or take any medications, he'll be there for you!
※ He's not shy at all if you happen to get t-shots, and will definitely help out if it's something you're a bit scared to do.
※ He would also comfort you if you ever struggled with your body, musing soft compliments as he pet you carefully.
※ He's very serious about his job, but he still does enjoy your company.
※ He's not as interested in romance as the others, but he still loves you a lot.
※ It could be a bit difficult staying with him, as you'd likely fall prey to his enzymes easily.
※ It's nothing bad! You just tire out much faster than you ever would with Heim.
"My little buyer, going to bed so soon? You just came home."
※ He doesn't mind if you'd like to curl up and sleep, though he will encourage you to go out and about still. It's good for humans to stretch!
※ Hopefully you don't mind either, as he'll let himself hold your body a bit forcefully in place whenever you sleep.
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