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lunardeao3 · 2 months
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It turns out I don't know how to take a break and I'm being itchy to write again so you can expect more chapters to come this week cause I'm honestly losing it 💀
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I have a confession to make about Bloodhound...
Y/N in my head looks like this:
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That's right. You're in a constant state of terrible posture and zoning out into another realm when you're enjoying your food.
Chapter 7 will begin being written tomorrow!
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ghost-bxrd · 5 months
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Prompt:
The fight at Titans Tower goes a little bit different.
Jason actively fakes Tim’s death (all hail clone science) after knocking him unconscious and turns the entire place into a veritable scene of crime.
Then he takes Tim and.. honestly, he hasn’t planned that far. But the kid looks like he could use some hugs.
And Tim, upon waking up, promptly goes starry eyed over Jason’s apparent resurrection. And, yeah, fine, he’s not entirely ok with the whole “I faked your death” thing, but his end goal is now to return Jason to the family fold, so it’s fine. Bruce and Dick don’t like him that much anyway, right?
Meanwhile, Bruce and Dick discover the gruesome scene at Titans Tower and their world crashes and burns for the second time.
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My entry for a prompt week we organized on the SatoSho Discord Server. The prompt was Soft Touches
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panjakes · 10 months
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I’m not sure if you watched Bloodhounds on Netflix, but can you possibly do any genre (fluff or smut) of any character or characters. I just need sum bc of this series 😭
I grew attached to this show really quickly😀✌🏼
You sigh shaking your head looking out the door at the boys.
“I wished they listen” you mumble going over to the now whistling kettle
“You and I both” Mr.Oh says getting up from his seat to tell the two of them to come in.
You take a seat next to Mr.Oh glaring at woojin as he and gunwook take a seat across from you.
You didn’t even listen to Mr.Oh and Gunwoo’s conversation. You just glared at Woojin(who felt you stare) as he put his eyes on Mr.Oh or Gunwoo.
“I won’t allow it.” Mr.oh says making you sit up
“And neither will I” you say finally making eye contact with woojin
“Yn-“ woojin starts but you cut him off by slamming your hands on the table
“No! And That’s it!” You say before getting up from the table and heading to the bathroom
Closing the door you sit down on the toilet putting your face into your hands. The thought of the boys getting hurt made your head hurt, the thought of woojin getting hurt again made your heart hurt even worse
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“Hey guys, is the house on fire?” You ask as Hyeonju pulls back up in front of the house
“I hope not” she says as the three of you hope out the car and rush over to the gate
“Oh my gosh” hyeonju says eyes going wide at the smoked out house
“Gunwook check the back! Yn check the windows” Hyeonju says making the three of you go your separate ways
All you could think about what was Woojin and Mr.Choi. Hoping they were safe. You and gunwook eventually make it into the house screaming woojin’s name
“Woojin?! Woojin!”
You run around the Smokey house trying to get through the smoke and flames. You cough fanning your hand in front of your face. You stumble on something which caused you too look down.
There laid Woojin’s bloody body.
You let out the most spine chilling wail, dropping to your knees grabbing at woojins shirt.
“Gunwoo!” You shout through your tears
“Yn?! Yn!” Gunwoo says following your voice
Gunwoo dropping my to his knees grabbing at woojin’s shirt just like you did a moment ago
“Hyeonju! Grab him Yn!” Gunwoo says making you immediately sling his arm over your neck to carry him outside
You and gunwoo place him onto the ground. You look down at your grey sweater that was drenched in woojin’s blood.
You drop down to the ground again checking for a pulse which you fount, but it was faint
“Put pressure on it, I have to get hyeonju” gunwoo says before taking off running into the burning house once again
Your sobs got harder as you cradle woojin’s head in your lap. Gunwoo finally comes out with a screaming hyeonju which confirmed your thoughts. Mr.Choi was gone.
Gunwoo puts her into the car and comes back to help you with woojin and you rush to the hospital
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The door opens causing you to look up at woojin who closes the door behind him
“Can you not knock? I could have been using the bathroom” you say rolling your eyes
“When have I ever knocked?” He asks with a small smile
You scoff rolling your eyes at him which made him sigh. He walks over towards you before taking a seat on the floor in between your legs.
Laying his head on your thighs, basically asking you to play in his hair, you took the bait. He closed his eyes humming at the feeling of your fingers in his head.
That is until he felt something wet hit his eyelid. He opens his eyes looking up at your watery tear ducts.
“Sweetheart? Why’re you crying?” He asks turning his undivided attention to you.
“We lost everyone so fast and I don’t want to lose you and Gunwoo” you say looking up at him through your eyelids
“Yn sweetheart, listen to me” he whisper placing his hands on your face allowing his thumbs to rub over your chubby brown cheeks
“Man you’re gorgeous, I’m a lucky guy aren’t I?” He says smiling at you
“Woojin” you say flatly
“I’m sorry. But listen to me. We’re going to get Kim Myeong-gil. He needs to be put down. I’m doing this for Gunwoo. Mr.Choi. Hyeonju. Mr.Lee. Mr.yang. You. Us! I can’t sleep peacefully knowing he’s still out there doing the same thing he’s been doing. I’m going to end him” Woojin says
“I’m coming with you” you say flatly
“No. Stay here with Mr.Oh” he says
“No. I’m going! I want Myeong-gil gone too!” You say
“I said no. If something happens to you I don’t know what the hell I’ll do. Your everything to me Yn and if I can’t come back to you I-I don’t know how I’ll react. Stay here and take care of Mr.Oh” he says
You sigh before bringing woojin into a tight hug.
“Be safe. Watch Gunwoo. Please come back to me” you whisper into his ear
“I’ll always come back to you” he whispers back placing a kiss on your temple
You both get up from the toilet and floor going to open the door only to have Gunwoo fall to the floor
“Hey! You were spying on us?!” Woojin asks
“Yes. I’m sorry” Gunwoo says
You smile at him pulling him into a hug
“Take care of him for me okay?” You whisper
“Of course” Gunwoo says returning the hug
“Boys! Come here!”
You all looked at each other before shrugging and going to see what Mr.oh wanted
You watch from the sidelines as the two pull off the cover from the car and Mr.oh opens the trunk
“This is what’s left of Mr.Choi’s emergency money. Take it. Go to seoul” He says sighing
The tears start to prickle in the corners of your eyes as the boys thanks him
Mr.Oh grabs your hand pulling you into a side hug
“Go. Me and Yn will be here waiting for you” he says making them nod.
“I’ve got a car and room rented out for you two.” Mr.Oh Says
Woojin walks over too you, looking you straight in the eye
You start fixing his clothes for him just doing anything to avoid making eye contact
“I don’t want you to go” you mumble
“Do you not want me to go? Or do you not want me to go without you” he says smiling
“Both” you say finally looking up at him
“I’ll be back. I could never leave you behind” he says wrapping an arm around your waist
“Promise?” You ask
“I promise” he says leaning down sealing the promise with a kiss
“I thought you seal a promise with your pinky and thumb?” Mr.Oh says smiling
“Well I mean you do but I rather seal mine with a kiss” Woojin says looking over at you
You playfully roll your eyes before placing something in his hand. He opens it seeing a silver bracelet with a pink heart dangling from the center. It was yours and you never took it off. Until now.
“You better get going. Try not to think of me everyday” you say making him chuckle
“That’s going to be hard.I’m thinking of you now” he says making you giggle like a high school girl
“Stop flirting with my sister and let’s go!” Gunwoo says rolling his eyes
“You boys be safe” Mr.Oh says
“We will” woojin says
“Mr.Oh please make sure Yn eats. She tends to forget” Gunwoo says
“I’ll make sure she eats well” Mr.Oh says
“Thank you. For everything.” Gunwoo says smiling
“Your welcome. Now go take down Kim Myeong-Gill” he says making them nod.
You sigh at they’re disappearing figures. Mr.Oh looks over at your with a knowing look.
“Your going with them. Aren’t you?” He asks
“You know it” you say walking over to the house. He sigh shaking his heads
“You damn kids just don’t listen” he says making you giggle
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ficmachine · 1 year
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Bloodhound, Octane, and Pathfinder, reacting to a make reader who always hides his face? Like- always wears these pretty/badass looking masks, and one day it falls off (or maybe brakes, or they catch him without his mask) and he's the most prettiest boi they've met- and he just starts crying cuz he's afraid on how they'll react?
You don't have to reply to this if you don'twanna! Also I wanna say I love your work! Your really talented ^^
Please keep up the great work!!
I gotchu! Dw! And thank you! :0c
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Bloodhound/Octane/Pathy x Masc Reader. (Mask-wearing self-conscious reader)
Style: Intro + Headcanons
Wordcount: 1.8k (1808 to be exact)
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People get curious. People ask. Not everyone, of course, but those who ask about why you cover your face usually prod to the point it gets uncomfortable. The amount of people – Your “fans” as they call themselves - who blow it out of proportion, make you paranoid about someone pushing it too far.
They're terrifying, especially when they obsess over something. You'd think you would have more than enough shit to deal with as a legend but no, this is a whole different can you don't want to crack open.
Regardless, whether it's just for your own comfort or just because you like looking cool is nobody's damned business.
You have your own reasons. That should be enough.
But bad fortune was going to catch up to you at some point or other, you suppose.
The stray bullet that scraped the side of your face was close, way too close - fear washes over you like a bucket of ice cold water.
Ducking under cover with your heart leaping to your throat you touch your cheek with a hiss – red smeared over your glove – and curse under your breath. Shit. Not good but at least you're not out in the open. Taking a deep breath you grip your gun tighter, chest heaving up and down as your eyes lock with your teammate.
“I'm fine.” You dismiss their concern quickly, pressing the inside of your sleeve to your face to stop the bleeding as you peek out from behind the wall. You can't pinpoint the shooter, neither can you sense any movement out in the open. Sucking in a breath you take cover again, back against the cold concrete wall and gun clutched to your chest. “Can't see them.”
Looking back at your partner your brows furrow. They're staring. Is the wound that bad? You pull your sleeve away to see the bleeding eased up and heave a sigh, breath visible in the cold weather.
“What-”
Your eyes catch the sight of your face-mask on the ground.
Oh.
Quicker than you can process your free hand snaps to your face. Panic engulfs your form all over again – eyes shooting up to your teammate to find them still staring – they definitely saw. Your head spins, heart hammering as your throat goes dry.
Ah.
Okay.
This is probably the worst time to panic. And cry? Are you really going to cry over this? Right now? In the middle of the field?
Fuck.
Bloodhound -
If there's anyone out there who'd understand the panic you're experiencing now, it's them. They wouldn't want anyone to see their face, especially in the middle of the battlefield.
Bloodhound knows better than to stare. Even if they caught a glimpse of your face they respectfully avert their gaze, focusing on the incoming fight instead.
They've seen you come out of fights with much worse scrapes, but when you hesitate so do they.
Minding to keep their eyes off you, they grab your mask off the ground and hold it up to you without a word.
Thankfully there's nobody around, nor are there any cameras close enough to your cover.
They keep watch over you while you fix the mask back onto your face the best you possibly can, and only when you're done do they look at you.
Noticing your trembling form they try their best to soothe you, resting their hand on your arm and giving it a small squeeze. “Stay with me, félagi fighter. The fight is not over yet.”
As empathetic as they are, they can't do anything but bring your focus back to the battle.
It's hard to get a grip on your panic – eyes blurry and ears ringing, you're disorientated and zoned out - but you know you have to. It's either pushing your feelings to the side to deal with them later, or risking dying.
Bloodhound keeps a hand on your arm until you're calm enough to stand and move. Eyes locking with yours you give them a nod, a thanks, and their whole form relaxes some.
“Good. Let's move, myndarlegur. It is not safe here.”
Carefully they lead you out of the danger zone and towards somewhere quieter.
They keep an eye on you throughout the rest of the game, both out of concern and interest.
Whether or not the two of you win doesn't matter. As soon as the game's over and you're free to go Bloodhound checks up on you. They don't bring up whether or not they've seen your face, and with how they're acting you're not entirely sure they did, but if you need to they let you lean on their shoulder as the panic from the day's events catch up to you.
Octane -
Unlike Bloodhound, Octane's a bit too stunned to snap his gaze away from you in time. When your eyes lock he tenses, feeling like he was caught red handed over something he wasn't ever supposed to see.
How can he look away though? Have you seen your face? That's... A dumb question, but he's seen it now too! And MAN, he looked away more out of bashfulness than anything else.
His heart leaps to his throat when he forces out a laugh to dismiss the situation, clicking his tongue. “Ai, amigo, you gotta be more careful. Custom masks like that are a bitch to replace.”
Shaking his head he hands you the mask, frowning when he notices how badly its broken. There's no way you can put it back on.
The realisation draws over you the same second and suddenly it's much harder to breathe than before.
With your vision spinning you lean back on the wall heavily, knees almost buckling under you while the gun slips out of your hand and falls to the ground with a clatter. A vague wave of pain passes through you when you grip your face too hard but you're too zoned out to care.
One moment your vision is spinning, the other you feel fingers prying your hand away from your face. Then, you're staring at maskless Octane grinning his stupid grin at you while he makes sure his own mask sits comfortably on your lower face.
He dismisses you when you ask why, waving his hand in the air as if it was nothing.
“What are friends for, huh? Besides, we have a game to win. Can't have you distracted while we kick ass!”
And kick ass you do.
Sure, he looks kinda dumb with just his goggles and head covered, but with the air filter built in this mask it's much more comfortable to breathe than in your own.
After the game is over Octavio sticks to you like glue, both to check in on you and to let you know you can keep the mask until you can replace yours.
Like hell you're gonna give it back. You're keeping it and he's more than okay with that.
Pathfinder -
Pathfinder, sweet, helpful Pathfinder, notices your mask is gone quicker than you notice your bleeding. Fortunately, he's also the quickest one to jump into action.
“Careful, friend! Faces aren't meant to be shot through.”
You're panicked and shaking, covering your face, and the last thing on his mind is your face. He's focusing on double-checking nobody's near before looking back to you and holding out a medkit to you.
He enjoys looking at your face, of course, so he doesn't look away until you turn away and it finally clicks in his head that you're probably uncomfortable. After all, some people like having their face covered and you happen to be one of those people.
Looking around he pinpoints your mask and dusts it off, holding it up to you.
Noticing you're not moving and your eyes are leaking he tilts his head to the side, only realising you're having a panic attack when his thumb feels the pulse in your wrist.
“Oh no, this isn't good. Don't worry, I've got you.” Immediately his attitude changes from cheerful to deeply worried, and he's wriggling the medkit out of your hand to grab you and get the two of you out of the open.
Thankfully, he holds you close to his chest while he grapples to the safety of the indoors – locking the doors and setting you down in the corner – to make sure no cameras can catch a glimpse of you.
Once inside he rummages through the kit to patch you up, giving you a heads up at the incoming sting loud enough to get through your brain haze so you can brace yourself for it.
With that done he gets to work on fixing your mask up the best he can – he's not great at it but he can get a few strong stitches in quick enough before you need to get moving again.
“There, just like new – only slightly torn.” He beams at you.
By the time he's done you're staring at him openly, eyes dried, mind still foggy but you're grounded enough to bring yourself back into the present. You've been staring at him all throughout and if he noticed he didn't say anything. You're grateful for it.
Pathfinder hands you the mask and you shakily put it on, gasping when he ruffles your head to ground you further.
“Do you need another minute or are you feeling well enough to keep going? We always can outrun the ring with my zip-line, so don't worry about that.”
You let him know you need another minute, and he nods before walking off to double-check if it's still safe in the building. Once he's back he looks at you, head tilting to the left while a question mark pops up on his chest monitor.
“I do have a question for you, friend.”
Your mouth runs dry. There it is-
“Are you alright?” You blink up at him, genuinely expecting him to ask about your mask or why you wear it. Instead, he continues, “I'm sure we can forfeit if you need to leave. Your well-being matters more to me than winning.”
Your heart swells, both with anxiety and appreciation, but you ultimately shake your head from side to side, letting him know you just need another moment.
You might not win, but with a friend like Pathfinder, who's willing to give up winning just to make sure you're okay? You're gonna have to make sure he knows how much he means to you.
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shippertrashville · 5 months
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It’s FIC REC TIME: Upside down at sunset by this amazing author @unwepts
I am absolutely emotional about this particular work by the author, and i just had to make art on it :)
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~ Masterlist ~
• Shows I will write for/take request for •
~ Sweet home 1
~Sweet Home 2
~ The Uncanny Counter 1
~ The uncanny counter 2
~ Strong girl Nam-soon
~ Weak Hero Class 1
~ Alice in the Borderlands
~ Bloodhound
~ My name
~ Death game
~Night has come
~ Genre ~
~ Smut
~ Romance
~ Kinks
~Angst
~ plus more
Request are open
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munidraws · 5 months
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haveyoureadthisfanfic · 2 months
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Summary: January, 1965. Far removed from the swingin’ bars of Soho populated by rebellious youth, the prodigal Miles Edgeworth inhabits the Old Bailey as one of England’s youngest most successful prosecutors. However, Edgeworth has a secret that could destroy his life. And, now faced with a case in which the defendant stands accused of sodomy - the very situation he fears for himself - for the first time, he isn’t sure whether he can handle it. He has always been careful in the past, lest he awaken the bloodhounds of the law. But now, seeking a momentary escape in that same Soho, famed for its bars full of debauchery and blasphemy, he makes the single biggest mistake of his career - falling in love. And then, the hunt begins.
Author: cyber_husky
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carmenlire · 10 months
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rewatching the first episode of bloodhounds and the instant connection between gunwoo and woojin has struck me all over again! I adore that gunwoo just genuinely loves boxing. This hobby-turned-passion may have started to protect his mother but it’s something he finds such solace and joy in. He truly embodies the heart-of-a-boxer mentality that he mentions on the rooftop.
You can see gunwoo be a little taken aback at the showmanship of woojin. I’d like to put a little bit of intrigue there too because it’s so different to his own serious, by-the-book style. And then after the match, when gunwoo is waiting outside the locker room and his puppy energy is just off the charts!!! he says that everyone else left :( but I think he secretly he was just waiting for woojin. And he is so eager and woojin is just staring at this kid like what the fuck? shouldn’t he be annoyed at this rookie who KO’d him? but nah how could he be when it’s so glaringly obvious that the kid loves boxing for boxing’s sake and he’s such a sweetheart.
so they get dinner!! at the barbecue buffet!! and it’s at this part that woojin’s interest is well and truly piqued. He wants to know more about gunwoo and his rapid-fire questions are his way of getting the information. the two of them bond and i gotta love sangyi’s and dohwan’s  chemistry because you can literally see their friendship come together, that bond unbreakable.
And then the next morning! I could write an entire thesis about that first morning after the match! Gunwoo immediately calls his new friend woojin and woojin answers and even when he’s so tired and he doesn’t understand just why gunwoo would go to the gym, he still picks up the phone and his little amused-- and already so fond!!!!-- “gosh, you’re so clingy in the morning” is immediately nullified whenever he tells gunwoo to come over! 
and i love that woojin rapidly and without missing a beat understands and reworks his potential first impression of gunwoo. you can literally see him decide that “idk how this kid has managed this long without me but now i’m here and i’m not letting anything hurt him.”
and just the moments later-- their married couple ass bickering the second time they go to the buffet with hyunju before they are once again a united front as they both bicker with her! 
the montage after the devastation of Episode Six-- the way gunwoo so totally loses it all, his driving need to save his hyung, the way he carried woojin’s drunk ass to bed the night before (and if i hc that woojin wasn’t as drunk as it showed? that maybe there’s a conversation that happens in that moment?). his sheer relief. the way that in the wake of everything falling to pieces, they have each other and nothing will ever come between them-- the way they’re stronger than ever.
and don’t even get me started on their time in the granddaughter’s apartment?! it’s so obvious??? the way she tells them not to be creepy old men and they’re so confused but as soon as they realize what she’s alluding to, their faces wrinkle in disgust and they’re like “lmao wtf absolutely not u don’t have to worry about that” the way they’re talking one morning and??? they don’t realize she’s in the room???? and that’s because she was ON THE TOP BUNK AND THAT NECESSARILY MEANS THAT THEY SHARED THE BED ON THE GROUND FLOOR BECAUSE HOW ELSE WOULD THEY NOT KNOW SHE SLEPT THERE??????????????
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lunardeao3 · 2 months
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Here's the schedule for this week:
Tuesday: Outbreak (chapter 3)
Wednesday: Bloodhound (chapter 15)
Thursday: Outbreak (chapter 4)
Friday: Downfall (chapter 70)
Saturday: The Art Of Falling (In Love) (chapter 16)
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Uh, oh, spaghettio...
I've begun playing Bloodborne, and while it has already served as inspo for Bloodhound greatly, experiencing the game firsthand is only making me feel even more inspired.
Like this game is insane! It's giving me the vibe that it's exploring femininity through a horror-based lens, and I'm all here for it.
Also, the scourge beasts and other lycanthropic creatures are all so well designed, like the werewolf in the opening scene made me shudder. I was not enjoying that beastie crawling towards me!
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Guys, can we all just collectively wish Ghost and Phillip Graves the best of luck because I'm fully prepared to make them experience the horrors of lycanthropy to lengths I've never gone to before! I'm also sticking with the concept of merging vampirism and lycanthropy into one hellish beast because, as I think Bram Stoker said, "They are two sides of the same coin."
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*Phillip's already been going through it.*
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justaz · 4 months
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as much as i hate uther, i don’t believe him to be homophobic. him and gaius definitely experimented when they were younger. i think it much funnier that uther doesn’t care that merlin’s a boy. yeah sure he’s a little stuck on the class difference (why on earth would arthur go for a servant???). but the thing that really sets him off, has him spitting with rage, is the sorcerer part.
he doesn’t care that his sons gay, he can even excuse the class difference, but he draws the LINE at sorcery
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Being Bloodhounds Younger Sibling pt. 2
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Reader: Gender Netural | "you" | Platonic
Notes: the gif makes me smile, bloodhound smiling 🥺
Warnings: none really? Fighting?
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To be honest, when you seen Bloodhound ontop of Fuse like that you were tramatized.
"Y/n-"
Just immediately closing the door.
"I understand your pain now Arthur."
Finally someone gets his pain.
So in traumtization buddies, you feed him instead, along with giving Bear a snack because he ate already
Akward...
You best be sure when Fuse and you get placed on a team he's like:
"So. Eh..heh...hows your day going."
"Good. I suppose. But your face reminds me of the time my sibling was ontop of you."
"Ah...eh...houndy likes to feel poweful."
"My sibling is powerful. You cannot handle them. They go soft on you."
Fuse figures out soon that you dont exactly know what your talking about....
But that kinda makes Fuse think. Is bloodhound easy on him?
Fuse tries to get to know you the best you'll let him. Your standoffish, keep to yourself, Pathfinder is someone thats only really gotten close to you, both physically and mentally.
Its true you've stuck yourself to Pathy while out and about, he showed you kindess and was simply pure of heart
So he was allowed to hug you, allowed to get in your personal space
He just has a vibe that makes him want to be around.
Despite you not suppose to be as he's technology
You see alot of Vantage, Fuse and Bloodhound together.
You figured Vantage is there daughter but wonder why you hadnt been introduced yet.
But before you could bring any of that up your older sibling comes knocking at your door.
"Hi."
"Hello."
"Come in."
Bloodhound walks in taking off the mask and helmet, setting it down, "Come. Sit."
Y/n and Bloodhound take a seat on the floor, "i have something for you."
Y/n watched as a box was handed towards them.
"They will aid you."
Y/n was silent as Bloodhound opened the box, "They will help you hear again. Better, easier."
Y/n looked at the book and shook there head.
"Y/n please."
"That is against our ways."
"Y/n." Bloodhound spoke grabbing there hand, "We cannot keep ignoring our future. Rayma has made them for you. They blend in with your hair and skin, they will be hard to see."
Y/n was silent as they watched Bloodhound take them out the box. They trusted Bloodhound with there full heart and mind, and allowed there sibling to fit them to there ears.
"There-"
A loud ringing came with the word as Y/n quickly pulled them out tossing them away holding there ears in pain.
"Sorry! I'm sorry-"
Bloodhound was quick to grab them from the floor, "too strong I suppose. I will turn them down."
Y/n watched as Bloodhound fixed they twisted a little nib, "Lets do one for now."
With time, Bloodhound adjusted them perfectly to your ears
But they couldnt help the look they were given, you looked lost
Maybe this was the final straw? There really was no going back to the old ways
Bloodhounds thankful to Rayma/Rampart,
And like always they help you adjust
And its werid being able to hear everyone so clearly now.
Pathfinder's excited for you, like holding your hands jumping around excited and Wattson joins in
You dont exactly know whats going on
But to thank Rampart you carve something nice,
You stick with a Prowler, the type that stalk the snowy mountains.
While your carving Pathfinder comes over to talk to you on the drop ship.
"So thats bloodhounds sibling?" Vatnage asked.
"Yeah. That the's rumour goin around!" Rampart smiled, "To be honest though mate, we'll never know by looks. No ones ever seen ol' houndy's face."
"Im gonna go say Hi!"
Vantage happily marched her way over, Y/n silent despite Pathfinder's constant talking.
"Hello! Im Mara!"
Y/n looked up then back down at there carving.
"Ooo you carve too? Im a carver myself." Vantage cheered watching Echo relocated infront of Bear.
"Bloodhound is with Fuse. I believe they are the upper deck." Y/n spoke, "Do not eat the bat."
Bear backed up and pouted, Y/n going back to work.
"Wow. You knew before he even opened his mouth! Thats pretty keen!" Vantage cheered, "But I heard your Bloodhound's sibling. You're a hunter too then?"
Vantage was answered with Silence, "You're name's Y/n right? What was your village like?"
Silence again, "Silence is fun too! I'll sit with you and carve with you!"
Y/n was quiet, they always were, after all they had no social skills outside there sibling relationship.
But with this Y/n couldn't help but feel....replaced.
Bloodhound had Fuse, and Vatnage.
They an odd little makeshift family
You didnt wanna ruin anything bloodhound had made for themselves, but the idea of them kinda just going off and leaving to make a new family kinda hurt
You'd never admit that though.
"Hey! Mara!" Mirage cheered making his way over.
"Mr. Witt!" She smiled, "Mr.Witt! This is Y/n! They're bloodhound's sibling! Well. I think they are atleast. Y/n! This is Mr.Witt! He's super cool!"
"I just came to introduce myself to the g-gor-to the pretty new person." Mirage flirted.
"Do you think you are pretty?" Y/n questioned.
"A little yeah." Mirage smiled, leaning on the nearby crates just to slip and fall, Y/n watching him scramble to his feet.
"So! Me? You!? Pork chops?" He smiled, "I have booze! Wait- that sounds wrong- I'm a bar tender! A good one at that!"
"If you're asking me for a partnership you must ask the eldest of my house."
"Oh! Yeah! Parent consent's...cool. even at our age...anyway-"
"Bloodhound is on the upper deck." Y/n responded.
"Huh?"
"Bloodhound is eldest." Y/n informed, "It is bloodhounds word."
Wait....he's....gott ask...
NOT THE HUNTER.
He'll admit. Bloodhound, sweet, nice, but in situations like the games, and serious moments they're pretty uh....spoopy
BUT HE GOES THROUGH WITH IT
WAIT- NO- WAIT MIRAGE NO
"So...Y/n..."
Bloodhound looked at the man, "ah you have met my sibling. I do hope they did not stab you, social skills are not there strong suit."
"No! No! No!"
"Then?"
"I wanted to take them to the bar. Ya know. Hang out with them."
"The bar is not there strong suit i assure you. If you wish to hang out with them truly. Ask to go on a hunt."
"Aye! Witt ya ol' fella!" Fuse cheered coming up with two bottles in his hand, handing one to bloodhound, "if I'da known ya were gonna be here I'da brought you a bottle."
"Im not staying long. Just askin about Y/n."
"Yeah? What's up with the kiddo anyway? Stab anyone new?"
"Witt was hoping to go on....a hangout as he called it." Bloodhound commented.
"Ya wanna take Y/n out on a date?" Fuse commented, "Good Luck."
"What is that ment to mean?" Bloodhound spoke.
"What? Nothin. Y/n...the kid's...just uh." Fuse told, "Diffrent....ya know?"
"No. That is why I inquired."
"The kids....hard to be friendly with. Kids...off putting, rough around the edges."
"You are saying my sibling is rude-"
"No-"
"Then what?" Bloodhound asked standing up.
"I told ya! Y/n's rough around the edges!" Fuse spoke in defense, "Hey! Maybe witt will smooth em out, huh?-"
"Y/n does not need smoothing out. None the less a man nor woman to do so." Bloodhound argued, "here."
The bottle was shoved in Witt's chest, he catching it quickly, "Goodbye. I need to check on Arthur."
"Houndy! I didn-"
But bloodhound was already gone.
You were confused as Bloodhound came back upset though No one could tell but seemingly you
You chased them down worried.
"No need. I am alright." Bloodhound reassured, "I will be back-"
Y/n grabbed Bloodhound by the shoulder stopping them, "Last time you said you'd be back you left....for a long time."
Bloodhound sighed, "I. I am sorry."
"You have apologized enough. I just want to you to tell me whats going on. I can not stop you if you wish to leave."
"A small tussel with Fitzroy is all." Bloodhound responded, "I supoose I am a little defensive as of recent."
So you go to sit with your sibling. Its nice to be in each others presence even in silence.
You're for sure targeting Fuse next match.
So it helps that next match you get put with Revenant and Mad Maggie.
"I want Fitzroy's head."
"I like you already skinsuit."
Talk about trail following. Dude your like ontop there team.
Fuse, Loba and Bloodhound all on one team
So you'd for sure have to take out Fuse secluded.
Luckily your able to single him out, throwing him against a wall.
"Woah now! Houndy wouldn't like you killin' me eh?" Fuse tried to persuade, a joke in the tone of his voice.
"You upset them."
"Ah. That. We talked that out I swear!"
"Hm." Y/n hummed in thought, "Oh well, better luck next time."
finisher for the kill? absolutely
But then Maggie's shouting she's down, and Revenant follows quickly after.
"One last egg! Callin it your family!"
Oh...Is Bloodhound the last one standing?
you can be sure there's an epic standoff.
"May the all father guide my victory."
"And may the Ragnarok falling be as brutal as yours shall be this day."
Bloodhound chuckled, "You were always one for the fall."
"The fall is just as important as the rise." Y/n spoke in defense, "you taught me that."
"You listened well for having been impaired," Bloodhound praised, let us see if your tongue is as swift as your knife."
"Verbalailty is something you reached me not to lean on as well." Y/n spoke, both taking a step forward, "I do hope your age has not impaired you much."
With the last words, they charged at one another, cargo bots that also acted as cameras in the games focused in on the two.
"Hey! Hey! wait!" Wattson called, "Look!"
The two teams stopped the firing, and they all looked at one of the larger screens that were usually meant to show legends, playing the battle out.
"You never bring a knife to a gunfight," Bangalore spoke.
"I don't think it's the gun Y/n's worried about," Wraith told in defense.
"An interesting fighter indeed," Ash praised, "but stupid, very, stupid."
Y/n was knocked on their side, groaning, knife and axe were knocked away.
"You fought well little one." Bloodhound praised, "But I must finish what I have started."
Bloodhound was quick to grab their own axe, Y/n getting to their feet as they stood ready to defend.
Cue the epic battle music
You werent giving up easy, and neither was your older sibling
Think about the Kratos verus Thor fight from the beginning of the game, and...just...thats you guys
But when weapons get knocked away, slidding off the side of the platform is when you both finally realize your just above lava
You got pinned to the railing but managed to fill bloodhound over you barely catching there hand before they fell into the lava below.
"What are you doing!?" Bloodhound argued, "let me go!"
Y/n looked down at them, they'd kill Bloodhound for victory? For Slatra...
"I. I can't!" Y/n argued.
"Y/n! Let me go you've won!" Bloodhound defended.
"I cant! I can't!"
"Why not!?"
"I can't loose you!"
Its like morality had struck you, you were killing your sibling.
"Y/n. Let me go." Bloodhound ordered, "I will be alright. Remember. It is just a game. I will see you back on the ship."
Y/n looked down, loosinging there grip, "You promise?"
"I promise."
So, you dropped Bloodhound, winning the smaller battle, and picked up both teammates.
"Ya crack an egg, good on you kid."
"yeah. Thanks..."
Okay everybody going back to fighting now
Sure enough, you did
You didn't win, placed in the top three though.
You could care less though and ran straight to Bloodhound hugging them tightly.
They congratulate you on your success, you were doing quite well for being new
no matter how old you get praise from your older sibling is always reassuring
Mad Maggie out of all people consoles you, sitting beside you
"You took a big step eh?" She spoke, "It gets easier kids, don't cha worry! Take it from me."
"You're people."
She looked at Y/n and chuckled, "Eh, Salvo's one hell of a dog's arse if I say so at the moment."
"You're people are lucky to have a warrior such as yourself."
"Suppose I'm a bit of a fuck up. Especially when it come to the family."
Y/n looked at her as she handed over a bottle, "One for the top three."
Y/n nodded taking the bottle, "I suppose, I am a fuck up as well."
"Don't let it get ya down-"
Maggie went silent as she watched Y/n chug the liquid from the bottle, "ugh!" Y/n gaged pulling it away "Burns-"
She only laughed as their gagging self.
Here comes Mirage asking you out again,
"On a hunt."
"You hunt here?"
"yeah sure why not."
It's been a while since you went on a hunt, and so you invited Bloodhound excitedly.
Vantage wants to go and even cuts in asking.
You are still iffy about Vantage: you can't help it, just human nature you suppose, being jealous.
But here comes octane wanting to join too,
"A group hunter sounds refreshing. Y/n?"
You nodded and said you were inviting one more person too then.
So when you're all dropped off and given a few days rest, you all gather at a ship, and there you come dragging Revenant
Mirage wishes he just invited you to read in his room at this point.
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Hello! ASAP ⭐️
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Sooooo…I’m currently dragging myself out of a massive (astronomical) writing slump, and would love some prompts! I’ll list some fandoms, but I’m really looking for anything that can rejuvenate my university fried brain ✨
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