#julie kostenko x reader

[sunshine-and-moonshine]

Thick!Fem!Survivor in a Bikini

Requested: Yes! [love your works. never stop doing those please.. also just see your request are open so.. i want to request for ghostface, the legion (frank and julie), wesker, the trapper and the doctor react to their fav fem!survivor in like a bikini outfits (also if you could make her have a big boobs or maybe like some sort of chubby body then i would love it even more :))]

Warnings: ✨Spice✨, FEM!Reader

A/N:

Ghostface

Pictures. So so many pictures, each one more perfect than the last in his eyes. And there was never enough, no matter the fact that he had so many that his card read as full. Good thing he had a spare on him! This one empty of any photos, though soon to be full as well. He’ll waste away the whole trial following you around, his hands running along the thick curves of your body whenever he can get close enough without you noticing him. But even if you did notice him, it’s not much of a deterrent. Did you really think you could show up in front of him while wearing that and just get away?

Frank

Drooling. Drooling SO much. He’s staring the second he sees you, immediately reaching out to grasp your thick waist in his bandaged hands as he presses his chest into your back, his mask on the ground as he bites and sucks on the back of your neck, grinding into your plush ass through his jeans. Frank is such a sucker for big girls, it makes him look stupid and by the end of this trial you will be sitting on his face, your thick thighs smothering him to death. Legit doesn’t even care if you actually kill him while doing it, since he’ll just be resurrected by the entity anyways. He hopes.

Julie

Much like Frank, Julie is drooling, wanting to bury her face between your thighs and just suffocate. But Julie is just a tad bit more subtle than Frank. She’s not just outright groping, she’s fingers trailing softly down your spine, plucking at the strings of your bikini. She’s not deep bites and bleeding scratches, she’s a whisper in your ear, carrying the most sinful promises. She and Frank are two people that compliment and contrast each other perfectly in almost every way. Brawn and Brain, Force and Manipulation, Fast and Slow. She’s likely to invite you to share both her and Frank’s bed, once she’s done making you ride her fingers in this trial.

Wesker

Wesker is definitely surprised to see you in such an outfit at first, staring you down from a distance, slowly getting closer to you, taking in the shape of your body from every angle he can see, and once he gets close enough? He can’t help but let ouroboros wander over your skin, slipping under your scant clothing, between your thighs. Even when you’re crying and shaking from everything he’s doing to you. How could you ever expect him to resist when you just looked so good like that? Like a present just for him.

Trapper

N I C E. You can’t look at Trapper and tell me he doesn’t like thick girls. He fucking LOVES thick girls, remembers how he used to trail after daughters of the miners with chests so thick they almost popped out of their modest gowns, hips so thick that they showed through all the layers they wore. Part of him enjoyed indulging in thoughts of how it was money that his family gave their fathers that kept their bellies so full, kept them as thick as they were, their healthy pallor. He’s reminded of those thoughts as he looks at you. Granted, you’re not so modestly dressed as them but he actually likes it, likes the way they scant fabric clings to your skin. But what’s even better is when he rips it off you, clutching you to him even as you squirm, feeling along your curves, between your folds, cupping your full breasts. Yes, he really enjoyed this.

Doctor

Very bold of you to assume that the Doctor didn’t carefully plan this all out, to the very last detail. Down to convincing the Entity that yes, the bikini was necessary, and that no, he definitely didn’t have anything particularly heinous on his mind. Not that she believed that at all, but he had been doing particularly well in trials and she thought he deserves to be rewarded. Which is how you ended up Adrianna Imai’s bed (she was going to KILL you in all your future trials with her), The Doctor’s hands emitting little pain-pleasure sparks as they roamed your skin, snapping at the strings of your bikini while emitting his usual maniacal giggles.

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[cybercore-creations]

Reactions to you giving them Affection (The Legion)

Summary: How would Frank, Julie, and Joey react to their S/o giving them affection

Tw: None!

Frank Morrison

• Frank? Affectionate? More likely than you think.

• With Julie he wasn't very affectionate because he was scared to become attached

• He has really bad abandonment issues so he avoids any type of Intimacy for as long as possible

• But when he realizes the relationship is actually serious he'll be all over you

• Like always has a hand on you

• Long kisses before he leaves/you leave for a trial

• Softer affection like cuddling and long hugs are always in private because he's afraid to be vulnerable infront of others. He's gotta be tough angsty Frank Morrison.

Literally follows you around like a lost puppy

Julie Kostenko

• "The fuck are you doing? Stop touching me"

• At first she's going cover her inexperience with anger

• The only other person she's been with is Frank and he wasn't the most affectionate boyfriend

• So someone romantically giving that to her is embarrassing

• But she doesn't want to seem "weak" so she acts like she hates it

• Over time she'll cut the shit and actually be affectionate

• Except in public, Like Frank She's got an image to uphold, ya know?

• But honestly she still isn't super touchy.

She prefers quality time with you but does love a good cuddle session

Joey

• Lazy boy with lazy affection

• An arm wrapped around your shoulder or soft kisses on your face

• He's a big fan of just innocent affection

• Joey is chronically down bad but There's no sexual intentions under having you sit on his lap or long make outs /srs

• Heavy on casual PDA like hand holding or resting his head on your shoulder

• He's a BIG guy so no matter your height or weight, you will be the little spoon

• Just like Frank and Susie, he has abandonment issues so he always has an arm around your waist

• Since he has such curly hair, it's hard to play with but like Susie he loves having it played with so if you shower with him and help him with his hair care routine he can die happy

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[rootsofdread]

Hello Hello!! Since you do write poly relationships I was wondering if you could headcanons for poly legion crushing on a survivor reader please! I'd really appreciate it <3

POLY REQUEST 💕💕💕💕

Frank Morrison / The Legion:

You know Frank likes you pretty much from the beginning. He takes extra time to hang out with you, he’s always overly comfortable and casual with you, always joking around and slinging his arm around your shoulders. He’s even the one who introduced you personally to the rest of the Legion — Susie seemed kind of jumpy, but they all seemed happy to meet you. Strangely happy, you though, but…anything’s okay as long as you’re not being murdered or stabbed, you supposed. He loves getting you to spend time with him and the other members, he enjoys seeing you get so close with everybody else. It seems to make him genuinely, really happy.

Julie Kostenko / The Legion:

Julie tries not to make it too obvious that she likes you, she acts cool when she’s in a trial with you but gives you a little wave when she sees you outside of one. The other members, particularly Joey, like teasing her about you in front of you (while still being a bit vague). She hates it. But in secret, she fawns over you with the other three members. You’d never guess, but she’s completely lovestruck — and you’re not even her type, which has shocked all of them, including her. But in a way…it’s exciting that she’s fallen for someone so different from all the other people she’s had crushes on. You’re new and vibrant to her, even if you don’t think of yourself that way.

Susie Lavoie / The Legion:

Susie frequently gushes about you to the rest of the Legion, particularly Julie, but she’ll talk about you to any member who’ll listen. She’ll usually do this while drawing little doodles of either her and you, or all five of you together, with a bunch of little hearts drawn all over it and glittery stickers. She just loves talking about you to the other three, and hearing them gush about you too. Her diary becomes full of entries about you, and she’s always trying to spend time with you, usually by asking to swap places with one of the other members when they’re called into a trial, hoping she’ll see you there. She’s a little obsessed, if you couldn’t tell, but it’s mostly the other three that have to deal with it.

Joey / The Legion:

Joey has, honestly, always been pretty open about how he feels towards you. At first, with you, like he was with every other survivor, he was cold and kind of rude. But you noticed the slow, subtle changes in his demeanor as he warmed up to you, and even seemed to start liking you. He began having a clear preference for you over other survivors, which seemed to tick everyone else off but you were happy at least being chosen last to be hooked. Whenever he’s with any of the other members, you’ll see him point you out to them and whisper, and they share a sly little smile. You know, thanks to Joey, they all seem to have a thing for you.

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[writer-freak]

Affection | Dead by daylight | GN reader

Characters: Anna/Huntress, Julie/Legion and Adiris/The Plague

Warnings: None really, just lots of fluff, Gn reader, really short,

A/n: I'm now posting some old Dbd drafts for October that I just never completely finished I wrote this a year ago and planned to add more characters but never did so now this is really just short, sweet, and simple I hope you guys enjoy

Comments, likes and reblogs are always appreciated and really motivate me to write more 🖤

Anna/The Huntress

She is initially distant and wary, her isolated upbringing in the woods has made her cautious around others.

She definitely starts to soften up the more you treat her softly she will slowly start to develop a soft spot for you

Then really it's just a matter of time to get closer to her because when she starts to really like you there will be lots of affection

At the start she may initiate physical contact by reaching out to hold your hand or shoulder, to silently show you how much she actually likes you

Though she sometimes may underestimate her strength so just be aware of that

Julie/The Legion

Julie is used to just trusting and being around the other Legion members so I don't think she would trust anyone 

She's initially standoffish but could be intrigued by bold moves that you may make during the trial

Possibly you start hanging out a bit outside of the trials and you guys start to get closer

She might start by playfully shoving you or stealing your items, testing boundaries and just enjoying teasing you

Over time, she may let you into her inner circle, sharing secrets about her life outside the Entity Realm

Physical affection might begin with casual hugs or leaning on your shoulder after a particularly tough trial

Adiris/The Plague

She always has her time before the entity real on her mind the memories of life as a priestess

She is initially probably more guarded just keeping to herself and having guilt for her people on her mind 

You can get her trust by offering kindness and understanding, maybe even helping her during trials

She might start showing signs of warmth by sharing stories from her past or teaching you about her rituals and traditions.

As she begins to trust you more, she might accept your assistance in cleaning her corrupted body.

Physical affection will probably be very rare even if you are allowed to help her with cleaning herself it's going to be a special occasion

She is just not comfortable with anyone touching her, being scared that she could infect you

Thanks for reading and much love to you all <3

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[smol-dragon]

Snow Laden Tragedies

The Legion/Reader , Frank Morrison/Reader , Joey/Reader , Susie/Reader , Julie/Reader , F.J.S.J/Reader Chapter 1 of ?? Word Count: 2,580 words Chapter Warnings: Violence against reader Summary:

All you could do was run. You don't know how you got to this place or why there are suddenly murderers on your heel, but you can do nothing but run as you fight for your life to survive. It's unfortunate, really, that your circumstances are so odd, an oddity that doesn't go unnoticed by a certain group of killers. New toys are always fun and you're the shiniest one yet.

Cross posted on AO3

You didn't know how this started, how you got here, but all you knew was that you had to run.

Your heart felt as if it wanted to burst out of your chest, the thundering roar of blood pumping through your veins making it hard to hear your pursuer; but you knew he was there. You had watched as he struck down another woman from afar, tearing into her flesh with his blade. Her screams had echoed in the forest as her blood sullied pristine snow, the display being all that you needed to know you were in danger. This man would do the same to you if you didn't get away, you had to run.

In your haste you nearly fell, your sneakers now a detriment on the slick snow beneath you. You stumbled, but after a few botched steps you managed to regain your balance. You had almost let out a sigh of relief, but the sounds of steps quickly approaching made you realize your mistake. He had finished off whoever it was he was previously preoccupied with, leaving you as a final witness; a final victim. Without sparing a second thought, you took off into the woods.

Flecks of snow pelted your face as your lungs burned, trying to make sense of the world around you as it passed by in a blur. Nothing about this place was familiar. Hell, it wasn’t even snowing where you were just an hour ago, yet you now found yourself in a tundra? It was confusing to say the least, but you didn’t have time to consider the possibilities; not while being chased. Your heart hammered in your chest from exertion as you dared to look back, a mistake that had your blood running cold.

He had gotten closer, so much so that you could actually make out the finer details of his appearance. The mask you saw was worn down, a crudely drawn smiley face leering back at you and hiding whatever expression the maniac had underneath. You couldn’t even see his eyes through the holes, the entire thing was designed to successfully hide his identity. Everything else about him seemed normal, if not for the new and old bloodstains that littered his clothes. The glint of metal in his hand made you look towards his knife, one you were now realizing was being raised above his head. Your eyes widened slightly as you saw him push himself to seemingly his own limits, gaining speed as he barreled after you.

At this rate, you wouldn’t stand a chance. You returned your focus to the world ahead of you and willed your legs to work harder, teeth gritting as you could hear his irregular breathing like he was right at your heels. He probably was, but you didn’t dare turn around to check. Your only confirmation was the feeling of wind grazing your back, a strike that barely missed. Almost immediately after would sounds of pain leave the masked man, his footsteps briefly slowing. You weren’t sure what just happened, but you’d happily accept the gained distance without question and use it to your advantage.

You pushed yourself further, deeper into the snow laden terrain, the lack of landmarks or anything substantial concerning you. You didn’t know where you were, how you ended up in this place, or if you were even heading towards anything that could help you. For all you knew, you were just heading deeper into seclusion and cementing your fate. It was a thought that gnawed at the back of your psyche as you veered around conifers and other pines, but you were determined to try and live regardless. You’d run for as long as you had to, as long as you could until you dropped and couldn’t run anymore. 

But, it would seem fate was some-what kind to you.

Barely hidden in the endless haze of white would the outline of something solid and far more man-made catch your attention; a small building amongst the snow. It didn’t look inhabited, perhaps one of those old camping checkpoints for people out in the wilderness, but you didn’t care. A building meant there was a door and maybe, just maybe, a chance to buy yourself enough time to catch your breath.

You practically jumped up the stairs, skipping steps, as you rushed to the door. You could hear the heavy steps of your would-be attacker behind you as you slammed the door shut, quickly pushing the lock into place before a fit of coughs overcame you. Barely a few seconds would pass before something (or in this case, someone) collided with the door, rattling the wood on its hinges. You flinched from the sound of the impact, backing away from the door as the man battered at your only divider. He persisted for s few moments, but eventually all would fall silent.

You knew he was still out there, possibly waiting, but it seemed for the time being he had stopped. You weren’t sure why his assault had paused, but you would use the moment of respite to catch your breath and try to think of a plan. The interior proved far more useless than you would've liked, only fitted with a few pieces of furniture and an old wood burner, nothing that could help you evade the man just outside the door. The only thing that could even count as useful was a window on the opposite side of the building, but you didn't know whether or not such a plan would work. Surely he'd hear you the moment your feet touched snow, so how would you-?

A loud bang caused you to jump, eyes widening as you snapped your attention to its source. He had started to hit the door again, however this time with far more force; he was trying to break it down.

"Shit-" You swore under your breath, reanimating and rushing towards the window. You tugged it upwards harshly, hissing in pain as you were met with stark resistance. It was locked and, from the looks of it, the latch that kept it shut had jammed long ago. You were stuck and there was no means to escape, at least, not without some work.

"Fuck!"

The banging had increased in volume, the masked man's labored breathing audible through the cracks he had managed to produce. You were running out of time, so you did the only thing you could think of. Grabbing a nearby chair, you lifted it over your head and hit it against the glass with all of your might, yelping as the wooden object bounced off. The shock of the impact went straight to your arms, but it didn't deter you. Either you managed to break this window and slip through, or you'd die a horrible death.

You swung once, twice, thrice more until there was finally give, the old window shattering and spilling fragments down onto the snow below. You didn't waste any time the moment the window was clear, ignoring the shards that dug into your clothes and skin as you pushed yourself out the opening. You landed in the snow below unceremoniously, crying out in pain as a larger fragment dug into your side; but it wasn't enough to keep you from being able to move. No, you stood relatively quickly, your adrenaline muting your pain as you pushed yourself to your feet.

The door inside of the house would finally splinter and give, the sounds of it breaking filling you with urgency. The masked maniac would figure out your means of escape soon and if you didn’t get moving you’d lose the opportunity. A shiver ran down your spine as you once again forced yourself into motion, only pausing briefly as you looked at some of the splintered glass. A means to defend yourself wouldn’t hurt, right? Without a second though you grabbed the largest shard you could fit in your palm before taking off, holding your make-shift weapon firmly as you left behind the only structure you had seen for some time. You could tell by the distant shouting that he had figured out your plan, but by then you had already ran into the white haze; he’d only be able to follow you by your tracks now.

It at least gave you a slight advantage, but one you knew wouldn’t last if you slowed down. It didn’t matter that the cold was slowly seeping into your bones, causing your muscles to spasm perpetually. It didn’t matter that your fingers and toes were going numb, you had to keep moving. He would catch you if you stopped and you feared what he would do over the looming threat of hypothermia. At least, that was what you told yourself as you continued into the woods. 

And continue you would, running until you could no more, until you were forced to a slow trudge. The snow had not stopped falling since this entire ordeal began and the effects of it were starting to get to you. The cold had long since consumed your body- you couldn’t even feel your hands or feet anymore. Your limbs were growing tired, both from exertion and from the freezing temps stiffening your joints, but you couldn’t stop. If you stopped, he’d catch you. If you stopped, the cold would consume you. You had to keep moving, you had to-

Something would catch your foot and bring you tumbling forwards, falling onto the ground with a groan. You’d look back to see the offending object, only to realize it was a root. A tree root that was slightly jutted out of the ground, masked by the layers of fresh and fluffy snow. It was almost ironic that something so cliche would be the cause of your downfall, but as you tried to push yourself back up you found that you couldn’t . No matter how much you tried, your arms and legs would not work. They were too tired, too slow; your previous actions were starting to catch up with you at the worst possible time. This was it, surely, this was the end.

You let out a slow, shuddering breath as you screwed your eyes shut, trying to fight the urge to cry if only to prevent your eyes from potentially being frozen shut. Out of all the ways you could’ve died, alone in the snow was definitely up there for one of the worst. Maybe you should’ve let that deranged killer catch you. It was a thought that would echo in your mind as you stared off into the forest, so sure that you would see nothing amongst the bland white.

And then you saw him.

The masked man, his form barely visible, was stalking closer with the same murderous intent he had before. Your mind screamed at you to run, but you could barely even get your fingers to cooperate with you, much less your legs. You just had to wish for a different death, didn’t you? There was nothing you could do as you watched him approach, almost certain he was looking directly at you. It wasn’t until he was a few paces away did you realize he hadn’t seen you, didn’t even know you were there until he was basically right on top of you.

Your presence on the ground seemingly surprised him, as he stopped rather suddenly. Apparently, he hadn’t accounted for you to just be on the ground, helpless. You watched as the masked man remained motionless, staring at you as if to see if this was a trick. Sure, you still had the glass in your hands, but it wouldn’t do you much good in this position. At best you could piss him off, but you weren’t really sure if you wanted to do that. Finally he would move, stepping closer and finally speaking.

“You fucking fell ?” He spoke in disbelief, the annoyance dripping from his tone. You weren’t sure why, but it wasn’t as if you could ask or respond; you were just so goddamn cold . Your lack of response only served to irritate him further, as he let out a frustrated groan and kicked at your side. You winced, making a weak noise of pain, but didn’t move beyond that. 

“Jesus Christ, you’re fucking pathetic.” The knife that he had previously brandished would hang limp in his grasp as he crouched, using the blade’s tip to poke and prod at you. Each pin-prick was barely felt, some not felt at all even when he pressed the blade into your skin, your nerves long since numbed from the temperature. Though you couldn’t see his eyes through his mask, you could tell he was watching the small droplets of blood bubble from his handiwork, almost intently observing them. Whatever was going on through his head, though, didn’t pull him away from reality long, as his head tilted up to look at you.

“You can’t feel any of this, can you.” He spoke bluntly, monotonous and disappointed at the mere prospect that you weren’t in pain. Maybe the cold was serving to your benefit after all. You nodded your head slightly to answer, earning you a noise in frustration from the other before he stood and kicked at the ground. “Mother fucker! Of course you fucking can’t. Piece of shit- you just had to run, didn’t you?” He paced momentarily in a circle as he vented his frustrations to you, a prospect you found odd but could do nothing to stop. He would eventually turn back to you, spinning on his heels and pointing his knife at you in an almost accusatory manner. “All your stupid friends died like they were supposed to, even screamed like little bitches , but you just had to run.” He once again closed the distance, standing over you before snatching you up by the collar of your shirt. You made a sound of protest, shaking hands moving to grip at the hand that grabbed you, only to find he had once again stopped. 

You tried your best to balance yourself as he had his moment, one which didn’t last very long as his other hand raised to grab your wrist. You were confused, but seemingly so was he, a fact you couldn’t wrap your head around.

“You’re cold?” He sounded dumbfounded, as if the both of you weren’t in the middle of a snowstorm. “How the fuck…” His words trailed off, staring at your wrist as if it offended him before turning his attention back to his face. It seemed whatever plans he originally had detoured, as he immediately released you back into the snow. The back of your head had barely made contact with the ground when you looked up to see him holding his knife awkwardly, the butt end of it pointed towards you rather than the blade. And immediately, did that butt end come down and collide with the side of your skull. The first hit did nothing but jar you, a cry of pain escaping you as you tried to recoil away. The masked man’s free hand moved to press against your neck, kneeling over you and squeezing your torso between his legs as he once again struck you.

Though your throat was dry and hoarse you managed to scream, a sound that was cut off abruptly as he struck you on the side of the head a third time.

And just like that, everything went dark.

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[gloomyambivert]

The Legion (Julie Kostenko) Headcanons

(CW: Smut)

-She may be a switch, but she prefers being a top 90% of the time. But regardless, she'll always be in charge. Even when she's being the bottom, well they don't call her a power bottom for nothing!

-Sadistic AF! Lots of teasing, degrading, some humiliation, spanking, hair pulling, choking, etc. However no matter how sadistic she is, she'll always make sure you're also enjoying it. If she goes too far or does something you don't like, just say the safe word, and she'll be sure to stop and comfort you.

-HUGE PRIMAL KINK. She's good at making animalistic noises like purring, snarling, growling and hissing. In fact she'll go out of her way to growl into your ear, and leave a huge amount of scratches and bite marks all over you. She also loves the hunt so if you ever consider having her chase you, RUN.

-She'll try to be gentle with soft bottoms unless they're masochistic. Bonus points if they're shy type.

-However, when it comes to brats, she won't show mercy. You won't last a second since you'll end up having trouble walking for days.

-Sometimes she like to use BOTH praising and degrading at times (ex:"You're doing great for a dirty little slut." "You're so pathetic it's adorable")

-If her sub is AFAB, she would still be ok with scissoring, but she always prefers pegging.

-QUEEN OF AFTERCARE. She's super affectionate and caring. She always has snacks and water prepared. She'll even use scented candles. In fact, if you suggest it, she'll happily oblige to take a bath or shower with you. She wants to hold you close as she cuddles you. And sometimes she'll tease you a bit during aftercare.

-A pro at grinding, but not in the way you'd think. Usually when people think of a girl grinding it always seems pretty submissive and different. She grinds in a masculine way (like how a guy will thrust or dive into the floor and grind. AKA masculine sensual dancing). *cough* CHANNING TATUM WHO? *cough*

-If you are her sub, she'll be quite possessive of you. If she sees someone trying to hit on you, she'll be sure to watch and see what happens. If they get persistent after you reject them, she won't hesitate to throw hands and tell them to stay tf away.

-If she gives you a collar, she'll make sure you wear it AT ALL TIMES so everyone sees who you belong to.

-She has a vibrating tongue piercing. She finds it useful for when she eats you out.

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[unnerving-presence]

Every legion member fluff headcanons

honestly i wish i did better but i don’t write for the legion often :( it’s hard to get their character right and it’s kinda hard to not make them murderous at the same time when ur trying to write fluff 😭 sorry if this isn’t great :( my writing has been off as of recent

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Frank Morrison:

Not very overbearing with affection but also not lacking in that department either. He gives that love when he feels comfortable, and it feels like a special moment when he does.

Totally takes you to some part of the realm that has a bar or any type of food and classifies it as a date. Hey, he didn’t ask for the Entity to make every realm look ominous and disturbing and it’s the best he can do!

If Frank is ever feeling tired it’s sort of a requirement that you must sleep on his chest when he takes a nap. Ormond is very cold and so is he! No he does not need a blanket, you are enough :)

Frank is quite loving when you both are alone. He’s not too big of a fan of PDA and at most will do subtle hand touching/have an arm around your shoulder or some variation of it. When you both are out of any prying eyes Frank is a huge fan of affection. He gladly welcomes any hugs, kisses, and cuddles if you ever need them. His attitude won’t show it of course, but his actions always tend to speak louder than his words do.

Julie Kostenko:

She doesn’t often show love through touch, but rather through her words. She tells you she’ll do anything for you. That she’d kill for you. It sounds scary to hear at first, but to her it’s something a loving partner would do. When your other ‘friends’ don’t want to help you during trials, she will. By disposing of them

Starting some mayhem is a great date in her opinion. If that’s not your thing? That’s okay, she’s fine with holding you in her arms as she tells you about her latest trial. As persistent as she seems about things, she’s respectful of how you feel. She also wouldn’t mind being held either. Sometimes she needs a bit of loving too. Will she say so? Probably not.

Loves to just sit and talk with you about anything though anything horror or crime related is something she’d be glad to talk about as well. Nothing is better than having an arm around your shoulder as Julie laughs with you about how stupid some horror movies can be with stereotypes and dumb characters that die too quickly.

While Julie doesn’t usually give tons of affection, she’s not scared of giving you love in front of people. They need to know. If they want to take you from her? They won’t. Yeah, she often gets jealous of you being with the other survivors, how can you tell? Well.. probably by the way she insists on being overly affectionate right when you get to Ormond. Lots of love after a trial = Probably jealous Julie

Joey:

Huge hug lover ?? He gives very nice and warm hugs and he feels like he’s making you safe whenever his arms are around yours.

Joey is more of a casual dude but shows no shame in being romantic. If he wants to give you a kiss, he’s not going to be shy about it. Though he won’t make it incredibly obvious either. Joey just doesn’t care what other people think. If they have a problem with him giving you some well deserved love then they can talk to him about it and see what happens.

Joey loves to dress you up. More specifically dress you up as a Legion member. Not saying you have to, but hypothetically speaking he thinks you’d look pretty good as apart of The Legion in this outfit and mask he’s given you. Yeah it looks similar to his. It’s totally just a coincidence. Not like he’s been making numerous outfits for you just incase you’d want to join or anything..

Contrary to popular belief, I feel like Joey is one of the nicest Legion members. Having him as your s/o just makes him nicer (and more affectionate) if anything. Being with him never feels nerve wracking or stressful. He never expects anything out of you and he’s mostly fully supporting of anything you do. Just because he’s a sadistic killer doesn’t mean he’s going to treat you like one of his victims. He’s very sweet :)

Susie Lavoie:

More on the shy side of being affectionate but she will eventually grow into it. She just needs lots of reassurance from you :) It goes a long way with her.

Constantly makes you gifts that she often never received when she was younger. Whether it be something small like a custom pocket knife or a bracelet with both of your names on it with a little heart in between, she likes to make sure you’re appreciated and loved. Sometimes Susie doesn’t feel comfortable fully expressing herself through affection, so she’ll express herself through her gifts that she makes you.

Kisses you in a day more times than you can count. Whether it’s a shower of kisses or even just one singular kiss, Susie always tends to give a lot. She is quite touchstarved and covering your face and body in kisses is one of the ways she lets up all that pent up energy out. She may even say sorry for doing so much. She just loves you so much ! You make her so outgoing it’s crazy.

Please be patient with Susie when she has difficulties giving affection! She’s quite anxious about giving affection and tends to overthink it which then leads to her ultimately being uncomfortable with it. It’s very difficult for her and she can never quite fully understand her emotions when she feels this way. If you’re big on affection, don’t pressure her to give affection or to take it. The more welcoming you are of how she feels, the more comfortable she will get when she realizes that you are more than okay with her giving you affection. It’s very nice to see when she’s finally warmed up to it :)

#dbd x reader #dead by daylight x reader #frank morrison x reader #dbd joey x reader #susie lavoie x reader #julie kostenko x reader

[daughterofyeshuaa]

Hello. Can I ask Shape, Knight and Julie with S/O, who kills with haladie?

I gotchu!

Michael Myers

Imo I think bro could care less

He'll just stick with his butcher knife

No like really

He doesn't care, really

He might even use it to kill you

Who knows?

Tarhos Kovacs

Is this some sort of new torture device?

No like real

He'd like to try it out himself, would you let him?

Please?

It's no sword but it will do

Julie Kostenko

Can she try?

Please?

She'll ask if she can hold it and use it

She might even get her own

#dbd x reader #dead by daylight x reader #dbd #dead by daylight #Michael Myers x reader #tarhos kovacs x reader #julie kostenko x reader

[vikkirosko]

🗻 Legion x Reader headcanons 🔪

🗻 Frank Morrison x Reader 🔪

When you were a kid, you lived in Calgary and you were friends with a neighbor boy whose name was Frank. You knew that there were problems in his family, so you often spent time in your apartment. You talked a lot and sometimes he even spent the night with you. Your parents didn't know about it because he always managed to hide from them. You couldn't say goodbye to him when he was taken away and you didn't know exactly where he was supposed to live now, but even years later you didn't forget about him

You were fifteen when you moved to Ormond with your parents. For the first few years your life there was completely normal, but everything changed when one day you saw a guy about the same age as you on the street. Your eyes met and you froze. You'd recognize those eyes anywhere. It was Frank. He's changed a lot since the last time you saw him, but you've grown up too. However, he recognized you too. Frank was genuinely glad to see you after all these years and he didn't want to part with you again

You began to spend a lot of time together. You knew he was talking to guys who were younger than him, but it didn't bother you. You spent a lot of time together again, but now there was flirting in your communication. You liked each other and started dating pretty quickly. He was the one who hugged you and kissed you regardless of where you were and who saw you. He didn't hide your relationship from his friends and even your parents couldn't stop you from being together

When Frank asked you to spend time with him and his friends at the lodge by the mountain, you agreed. You were a little late, but when you arrived, you didn't find Frank or his friends. You only found the dead body of a man. You were worried about Frank and wanted to start looking for him. You didn't even notice how the thick fog began to creep up on you. You didn't know where Frank was and didn't even suspect that you would meet him very soon

📼 Julie Kostenko x Reader 🔪

You and Julie have known each other for several years. Initially, you started communicating at school and at first you were just friends, until Julie began to have romantic feelings for you. She wasn't going to wait for your initiative and was the first to ask you out. She was the one who suggested you to date. You couldn't resist her pressure, but you were totally okay with dating her

You went to parties together, listened to music together and when she met Frank, you spent time with their company. You saw that Frank was interested in Julie, but you weren't going to let him take her away from you. Frank retreated, not intending to compete with you, even though he had such a desire. However, he wasn't going to ruin your relationship

You knew that Julie became involved in the adventures that Frank arranged. You were worried about her and only because of that did you also agree to take part in them when Frank proposed to you. You didn't want your girlfriend to get into trouble. You didn't care that you were breaking the law. If Julie was safe, then everything was fine

You saw how her hand didn't waver when she killed a man, but you weren't afraid to take the knife when she handed it to you. The five of you were bound in blood and now you had no way back. When you and Julie saw the strange fog, you felt her take your hand. You squeezed her hand a little, showing that you were there and that she had nothing to worry about. As long as you were together, you could handle anything

🎧 Susie Lavoie x Reader 🔪

You and Susie have been dating for several years. Some thought you were the perfect couple and some were waiting for you to break up, but it never happened. Susie genuinely loved you and even Julie's rare jokes could not spoil her mood when she was going to go on a date with you

When she told you about a strange guy named Frank, you felt uneasy. You weren't sure that talking to him could end well for Susie and your friends, which is why you tried to be with her every time they spent time with Frank. He was not against it, saying every time that the more of you the merrier, but your fears were confirmed when he began to drag you into not the most legitimate adventures

You protected Susie from possible dangers. You didn't really care that you yourself could be in danger, but you couldn't let your beloved girl get hurt. You took on all the hardships protecting Susie. Sometimes your friends joked about it, but you didn't care as long as you remained a knight in shining armor for Susie

You were with her when the five of you killed a man. You were clutching a knife together. You were ready to share with her all the difficulties that you had to go through. Then you didn't notice the strange fog that began to approach you. You didn't know yet that you were going to spend a lot of time together

💀 Joey x Reader 🔪

When you and Joey met, your communication did not start in the best way. You often argued and swore, even though you spent time in the same company. You had mutual friends, you studied together, but you always found reasons to quarrel. Julie often joked that you need to finally start dating and not beat around the bush. She was just teasing you, so when you really started dating she was surprised

There was a lot of passion in your relationship. You often quarreled and quickly reconciled, even when it seemed to others that you would break up after all. Sometimes you had moments of tenderness, but they didn't happen very often. However, Joey's feelings for you were sincere and he tried to show them to you. He took care of you and protected you even if you were in dangerous situations together

He felt annoyed when Frank convinced you to join them. Joey didn't want you to have serious problems, but he couldn't talk you out of it either. You were determined. You weren't afraid to be in danger and Joey tried to be there to make sure you were really safe. Sometimes you quarreled with him because of this, but you always quickly reconciled because neither you nor he wanted to part

When the five of you were tied up in blood, Joey understood that you were going to spend a lot of time together. He didn't know if you had plans for the future, but he knew that there was no point in them now. However, neither you nor he even guessed that the fog approaching you could make it so that you would spend much longer together than you could imagine

#Dead by Daylight #Dead by Daylight x Reader #Dead by Daylight headcanons #Frank Morrison #Frank Morrison x Reader #Julie Kostenko #Julie Kostenko x Reader #Susie Lavoie #Susie Lavoie x Reader #Joey #Joey x Reader #Legion #Legion x Reader

[florestmoon]

HCs or short story on how the legion would react to reader being the newest survivor that’s in a rock/metal band😳 maybe they went to check on the survivor camp after hearing rumors of a new arrival and seeing them playing a few recognizable/favorite songs on a guitar (that somehow works) nsfw or sfw

p.s love your work :)!! ☘️

I had Into The Void - Black Sabbath in mind while writing this 😩 I decided to do a drabble on how I think they would go and look for the survivor , hope you enjoy! And thank you so so much!! <33

“Can you move, you're blocking the view with your big ass head.”

“Frank. Really?. ”

“Ow! You stepped on my foot !”

“Shut up Susie “

“Don’t tell her to shut up, you okay suz??”

“Yeah i’m fine-”

“Where are they ?”

Joey sighs as he peers from behind a tree. It didn't do much to hide the 4 teenagers but most of the survivors surrounding the camp fire were busy chatting amongs themselves to notice the four heads sticking out amongst the branches.

“I don’t know. You would think they would stick with the others since they just arrived, right?”

“Most survivors are idiots. So I wouldn't push it past them.” Julie murmurs, beginning to grow bored from the lack of any sight of you. “This blows.”

“So rewind for me again, why the hell did we come all the way here for a new survivor ? We see those all the time.” Frank snaps impatiently, pushing himself from the tree as he turned to group. Joey nearly shrinking under his stare but he kept his gaze steady as he looked back to his leader.

“I told you, they were different.” He states, reminiscing on the trial you both had before, “they looked like they could..be just like us! The clothes and everything. They even had a guitar pick as a necklace.”

“Cool!” Susie gasps. “So they play?”

“ I tried cornering them to ask about it but they punched me in the face.”

He sighs dreamily before continuing, “it was so..cool.”

Frank raised his eyebrow at the look of awe that struck Joey’s face. It was something he was use to being directed at him. He was always the leader and the role model for the bunch. So to see his group be excited at another person, a survivor , he couldn’t beat his own curiosity to see you.

“Woah, that’s hot.” Julie adds. Her own excitement replacing the boredom that was in her eyes moments before. “I’m tired of the entity bringing in these old assholes. We need someone more fun. “

“Problem is.,” Frank finally speaks, “I don’t see them. God knows how long that bitch will put us in a trial with them.”

Susie watches her friends collectively share a chorus of groans before turning towards the survivor camp. She watched for a moment before a soft humming from a far had her turning her head.

“I think you're just being a simp Joey.”

“No i’m not!! ..whats a simp?”

“I don’t know. I heard Danny say it.”

“Hey..shhh.. do you hear that?” She turns to her friends. The bickering came to a stop as they looked at her in confusion. A few moments passed before Julie eyes perked up and she stared off deeper into the woods.

“Yeah..it’s coming from over there.”

the vibrations echoed in the woods as they begin to walk towards the source of the sound. Volume of the music increasing and becoming faster the closer they got.

Frank felt his heart pick up once he recognized the beat.

“Holy shit.” He whispered, brushing past his best friends as he walked out into a clearing a few feet ahead. You sat on top of a log, electric guitar in your hands as your left hand swiftly moved up and down the neck. Pick in between your fingers on your right ,tugging on the strings with ease while you stared at the ground with a concentrated expression.

He didn't even bring himself to question how you were able to play with out any speakers or other props. Leave it to the entity to figure a way out. But he wasn’t complaining. He, along with the rest of the legion watched you play the song with little effort.

You were a natural.

“How come you’re not playing for your survivor friends newbie ??”

You gasped from the sudden voice. The riff coming to a full stop as your head snapped up towards the 4 teens. The guitar was quickly placed behind you as you stood up and narrowed your eyes at them.

“Get away.” You spit, the nervousness obvious with the way you began to glance around as though in hopes to see your fellow survivors close by. You were farther from the camp than you thought. “You can't hurt me outside of trials, they told me the rules.”

“No one said anything about hurting anybody newbie.” Julie smirks, crossing her arms as she leans against a tree nearest you. “Pretty hard to stay away when we hear such good music. You think it's smart to play alone in the woods ?”

Joey and Susie glanced at each other, biting back their own smiles. Leave it to their leaders toput on the intimidating yet smooth act.

“Which goes back to my first question.” Frank steps closer to you, putting his hands on his leather jacket as he looks at you up and down. Your glare hardening. “Why you playing all alone?”

“They prefer that country stuff the blonde plays.” You finally answer. Eyes glancing between them, your stance uncomfortable. Joey scoffs at that.

“They don’t like real music then.”

“Guess not.” You gulp. Your throat felt dry. “Guess they want a more chill atmosphere around the camp.”

“You only do covers?”

You look towards Frank offended. “No, I had my own band. Got my own songs.”

“Cool.” Joey mumbles.

“You could play for us !” Susie found her voice, stepping towards you. “We have a resort we stay in. Y-you can hang there and..um play the guitar.”

“Yeah. Besides it’ll be safer” Julie tilts her head watching you, “any other killer could find you here alone. We can protect you.”

Your posture was beginning to relax a bit. You knew it was idiotic to even think of putting your guard down. These were killers, one being someone you remembered punching in the last trial. They easily could ambush you, break any rules of the sick world you were now stuck in.

But the way the girl with bright pink hair was staring at you, eyes wide and grin showing off her braces had you hesitating from dashing towards the camp. The tattooed male was closest to you, eyes not shy from roaming over your body taking in your appearance. A small impressed smirk pulling on his lips.

The other two were trying to appear more nonchalant, but you could see the glances they kept giving to your guitar. Excitement in their eyes.

It reminded you of your old days with your band and the audience that followed your every move. The high you got from having eyes on you every time you played in a small club in front of a group of people.

Fans.

A smile played on your lips. You could have fun with this. “Sure, you know Metallica?”

#dbd #dbd x reader #dbd imagine #dbd x you #dbd imagines #frank morrison #frank morrison x reader #frank morrison x you #the legion #the legion x reader #joey the legion #julie kostenko #julie kostenko x reader #the legion susie #the legion joey #requests

[semiweirdshipper]

Hello loves! So I've been writing cute little drabbles here on Tumblr about the killers taking care of a reader on their period. The layout is fairly simple. Basically the reader and killer live in a house together (not in the Dead By Daylight realm) and are already in a relationship. So far I've written about Jeffrey and Herman.

And I'd like to give you loves a chance to vote for who I should write next. Down below is a list of killers I'm willing to write.

Michael Myers

Evan MacMillan

Frank Morrison

Caleb Quinn

Bubba Sawyer

Freddy Krueger

Rin Yamaoka

Sally Smith

Julie Kostenko

Jason Voorhees

Pyramid Head/The Executioner

Pinhead

Max Thompson

Ji-Woon Hak

The drabbles will be simple and sweet. Romantic but not smutty. As always, they're for emotional support. Depending on the killer, some of them will be silly, serious or sappy. I hope you'll enjoy.

#dead by daylight #dbd #fanfiction #slashers #dead by daylight fanfiction #weirdo's fanfiction #Evan MacMillan x reader #Michael myers x reader #Ji-Woon Hak x reader #Bubba Sawyer x reader #Sally Smith x reader #Frank Morrison x reader #Rin Yamaoka x Reader #Julie Kostenko x reader #Caleb Quinn x reader #Freddy Krueger x reader #Jason voorhees x reader #Pyramid Head x reader #Pinhead x reader #Max Thompson x reader

[sunshine-and-moonshine]

Killers when you catch them masturbating

Requested: No

Warnings: Spice (obviously) and hints of Dub-Con/Non-Con but I’m pretty sure it can all be read as completely consensual as well

A/N: Enjoy!

Evan

Evan isn’t really the type to take his dick out in many places, so really the only place you CAN catch him is outside trials, in his own realm. Most likely in his room. And if you catch him? Better hope he doesn’t catch you. Cause the second you stepped into his realm, you became fair game. Surely the Entity won’t be missing a single survivor for a few days? After all, Evan was just so stressed and you looked like you could be used as a good distraction.

Max

Max has always been so tense and shy when it comes to masturbating. He avoids it as often as he can but sometimes it’s just too much for him and he has to or else he’ll feel like he’s gonna explode. He likely won’t try it in a trial but if it becomes too much then it is a possibility and he’ll try his hardest to work himself through it in the basement. But of course, you just had to go for that chest, didn’t you? Oh, and you just looked so pretty to Max, he couldn’t help but to grab and grope at you from behind, keeping you bent over that chest as he rubs his cock between your warm thighs. He’s likely to become extremely attached to you after this, so congratulations on attaining your very own killer duckling.

Julie

Julie’s a pretty horny person on the regular but not to the point that it affects her performance in trials. Often. But sometimes she slips and has to shove her hand down her pants, growling and grunting in the corner of the shack. And of course it wasn’t your fault, mistaking the sounds for an injured teammate. But once you’re in there? You belong to her. She’ll have you on your knees, shoving her slick fingers into your mouth, making you choke on it.

Danny

The more important question would be how you could NOT catch him. Danny’s a prick and whips his dick out the second he catches sight of you, already half hard at the idea of you seeing him. If you do see him (which is very VERY likely, he’s not trying to be subtle) then he’ll be thrilled, squeezing at his cock as he watches for your reaction. No matter what your face expresses, he’s coming to it. Disgust, anger, fear. He’s overjoyed and aroused by any and every face you could make.

Tarhos

Tarhos is a man with little to no shame when it comes to where he takes his dick out. Unlike Danny though, he will at least TRY to be subtle about it as he watches you work on a generator from afar. If you do notice him though? Be prepared cause he suddenly no longer feels interested in finishing into his hand. You won’t have time to react before he’s got you by the scruff of your neck, keeping your head back as he spurts his cum all over your face. If you’re good for him, maybe next time he’ll give you the pleasure of shooting his load into your mouth.

#dbd #dead by daylight #evan macmillan #evan macmillan x reader #max thompson jr #max thompson jr x reader #julie kostenko #Julie kostenko x reader #Danny Johnson #danny johnson x reader #tarhos kovács #tarhos kovács x reader

[rootsofdread]

o-oh, i love me some new X reader blogs!! i really liked your first post and very excited for all the new content <3

could i request Doctor, Ghostface, Julie (or any other Legion member of your liking) and Wesker with a survivor, who is a god looper and treats trials more lika a friendly competition than.. whatever they are for everyone else? like they would full-on run the killer until the gates are open, leave their item and say they r already looking forward for the next trial together 🏃🏃. bonus points, if they also compliment both successful and unsuccessful mindgames mid-chase :D

thank you!! i'll be very happy to provide new content! also this was a funny request to fill out cause i myself have looped a wesker for two gens, so you can say i wrote from experience. but that wesker wasn't as friendly hehe <33

Herman Carter / The Doctor:

Without a doubt, Herman is confused by your behavior. He's never seen a survivor behave like you -- skillfully running him around and laughing while you do it, giving him a friendly goodbye at the gates after every trial and leaving your items for him. It's perplexing. He'd feel the need to study you, figure out why and how your brain ticks in this kind of way. But he knows he'll have to catch you first.

He takes every chase as a chance to study you as best as he can from a distance: where you decide to go, how you decide to trick him, what you think he'll do to counter him. Chances are he has a few pages of a notebook dedicated to whatever the hell it is that you're doing.

He enjoys the opportunity to run another real experiment, he doesn't get many chances in the realm. He'll do any number of things during chases to see how you'll react and what you do to compensate for it, and will be quietly impressed when you successfully mindgame him.

And when you unsuccessfully mindgame him, instead of hauling you to a hook, he'll take a moment to have you cornered and more closely inspect you. Half-intimidation tactic, half-studying you. He must know your secrets.

In truth, Herman may never understand why you see the trials as more friendly competition rather than a fight for your life…But he does find you fun to study. He'll keep you around.

Danny Johnson / The Ghostface:

Danny is very much a can of worms. You never really know what'll happen when someone does something out of the ordinary around him. But as he's chasing you and realizes you're running him around for fun, so your teammates can complete gens, he honestly enjoys it. Something new and exciting. He may be unpredictible, but he enjoys a good bit of fun.

He's immediately playing along with you, happily chasing you around pallets and vaults, even hiding around corners or in bushes or underneath windows waiting to scare or grab you when you round/jump them. You're the most fun he's had since coming to the realm, most likely.

He won't hurt you when you accidentally smack right into him; he prefers giving you a chance to correct your mistake and keep the little game going. He's having fun and doesn't want to end it so rudely.

When you mindgame him successfully, though, you may be able to hear him giggling a little bit before running after you again. He may be having a little too much fun. Any other survivors who happen to witness this will be utterly confused.

He's always so happy to wish you goodbye and tell you he's looking forward to your next trial too. He counts the days until he happens upon you while stalking around again.

Julie Kostenko / The Legion:

Julie is insanely pissed at first. She enjoys a good chase, but not like this. She almost hates that you're having fun and are so carefree during trials - it's not supposed to be fun for anyone but her! She gets the worst tunnel vision whenever you're in a trial together, she sees red every time she gets you in a chase and has to get you on a hook.

She's like this for a while about it, trying her hardest to out-mindgame you and get you down and on a hook. She's quiet when she does; she's not really one for rubbing her victories into people's faces. But she's proud.

She gets over it, eventually. She starts seeing it more of the same way you do: a little friendly competition, at least between the two of you. She starts having more fun chasing you around, and stops caring whether she wins or loses -- she just enjoys having another person to run around having fun with.

When you successfully mindgame her, she laughs about it. It helps her feel like the superior one, whether you're doing it on purpose or not, and she loves that.

She does especially love your little goodbyes and gifts at the gates. She always accepts your items and takes them back with her, and may even use them in personal projects. She feels touched having a new person who likes her so much. It absolutely warms her cold, murderous heart.

Albert Wesker / The Mastermind:

You know Wesker, he loves his games, and he's delighted to have a survivor who sees the trials the same way he does; as a game. He may be one of the few, if not the only, killer who would get a kick out of a survivor like you. He genuinely has fun in trials with you.

He gets so caught up trying to catch you he often will completely lose trials to you, but he doesn't even get frustrated. He just knows he has to try harder to be able to catch you, because it'll be that much sweeter the next time he does get you.

He's always trying to out-mindgame you at pallets and vault locations, and almost every time he thinks he's finally gotten your patterns down, you surprise him. He finds you a very interesting and entertaining specimen.

When the two of you are closer, he'll compliment your technique when you impress him like that. He's rarely impressed and he thinks you should know when you do it.

…But when he manages to outsmart you, he gets quite smug about it. He may rub it in your face a bit as he carries you to a hook, but it's all in good fun, he's just like that.

He does enjoy your little goodbyes at the gates, and always tells you he's looking forward to your next trial, too. He may even give you a little wave with his ouroboros, if the other survivors left before you.

#inbox #i kinda was gonna add other legion members but i forgor. if anyone wants to req the other legion members with this that's fine :-) #herman carter #danny johnson #julie kostenko #albert wesker #herman carter x reader #herman carter x you #the doctor x reader #the doctor x you #danny johnson x reader #danny johnson x you #ghostface x reader #ghostface x you #julie kostenko x reader #julie kostenko x you #the legion x reader #the legion x you #albert wesker x reader #albert wesker x you #dbd x reader #dbd x you #dbd imagines

[quiurifam]

Heyy guys, so I was think would y'all be interested in a Poly!Legion x Reader fic?? I just had this sudden inspiration to write a slow burn of them and I'm thinking about putting it on ao3.

It's been a while since I have wrote anything and is the first time I would be writing anything in english... so idk

I'm thinking about writing a Michael Myers one too, but it's gonna take more time since I don't really have a well put-together plot for his fanfic yet.

#slashers #the legion #michael myers #dbd fanfic #dbd legion #dbd susie #dbd julie #frank morrison x reader #julie kostenko x reader #susie x reader #joey x reader #michael myers x reader #dbd x reader #slasher x reader #dead by daylight #dbd

[lonleygalaxy]

= THE LEGION (JULIE) =

•cuddling in bed with their fem s/o

•favorite body part of their fem s/o |sfw & nsfw|

#masterlist #julie kostenko #julie kostenko x reader

[yanderedbdimagines]

Oh I saw the ask about the lock locker with the reader inside can you do it with the other killers The Doctor The Legion The Ghostface The Trickster of your choice ^^ like they got a chance to kidnap there darling but the entity lock the locker the darling is in to spite/punish them

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I like writing about this request a bit too much to only chose one of them, so I chose them all. >:D For the Legion I chose Julie Kostenko.

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WARNING: Mentions of torture! Blood, gore, cussing, etc. Very descriptive.

The Doctor

‘Damn it,’ is all you could think in complete and utter frustration as you found yourself locked within the locker on the main floor of the Huntress’s cabin. Just as you swore that the Doctor’s ran past you, you tried to get out and sneak out the way he just came through from, but the doors just wouldn’t give in. 

What makes the matter worse is that you’re the only one left. Your heart pounds in your chest as you fully realize that you are completely at the mercy of one of the most sadistic killers in the realm.

As if sensing your fear, the Doctor's fluorescent eyes peer down through the slats in the locker's door. You can feel his gaze burning into you, and a shiver runs down your spine. You try to stay quiet, but the static in the air only grows stronger, indicating that he knows that you’re in there. As result, your skin’s being prickled by the crackling air that found its way inside of your little space. It’s highly uncomfortable as a continuous tingling sensation, which borderlines to a humming pain, is affecting nearly every patch of your skin.

Suddenly, the Doctor's twisted laughter fills the air, and you realize that he has been toying with you all along. Your stomach churns with fear and anger at the realization that you have played right into his hands.

You fall back against the wall with a defeated sob before sliding downward, your heart haven jumped up into a frenzy and with your lungs already gasping aloud since of a sudden shortage of air due to an ever larger amount of fear jolting through your veins- aware that he could open the doors at any second.

You’re getting sick and you feel like you’re about to puke all over yourself. You can already imagine various scenarios in which he’s already torturing you to death. Very slowly flaying off your skin and precisely trimming through the flesh underneath in order to pick apart your nerves, nails pulled off before traded in by electrodes, skin around your head skinned wide open for better access to your skull before that’s broken wide open… You’ve involuntarily seen short snippets of the videos in the Lery’s memorial institute during few of the trials you’ve ran so far, haven showed you what he’s capable of.

One other method springs out to you the most; how he’s about to fry your brains out in the most painful way possible. His way of how he prefers to kill nearly each and every survivor. Quick, but very, very painful. The survivors who died this way can only remember that it hurt like hell, but they can’t fully remember how hellish it was after they were resurrected by the Entity shortly after. Obviously, you don’t want to find this out yourself, but it seems like this is about to be your first time.

You proceed to close your eyes and cradle your own body as pure panic consumes you from the inside out… But…

“Oh?~” The killer hums.

You dare to open your eyes again, only to see him turn away from you.

You listen closely to the fading footsteps before slowly standing up as the prickle of the skin disappears along with it. Peering out through the roster, the Doctor is nowhere in sight.

You swallow. He must be trying to give you this false sense of security. For all you know, he may be staring at the locker right now and waiting for the moment where you may end up succeeding to leave the locker.

Decided, you stay put. And just as you started to question if you should make a mad dash for it after all after a few minutes has passed by, something dark twisted and swerved around your body.

From just outside of the room, the Doctor witnessed how the Entity took you, and he could already imagine where to.

He sighs deeply before chuckling to himself.

Herman had hoped for this to be the moment to bring you back to his territory and have you all to himself, but the moment he pulled at the handle of the locker, he already knew that he wasn’t even allowed to. This was confirmed just a few minutes after as he closely watched and waited of what would happen; also yearning for the moment if you did get out just so that he could catch you off guard and kidnap you by force.

Still…

Maybe he’s not allowed to have you right now, but the Doctor will do everything in his power to be allowed to have you in the near future.

The Ghostface

You find yourself huddled in the cramped confines of the red locker, your heart pounding in your chest as you hear Ghostface’s raspy breathing just inches away. You had been separated from one of your teammates during the chase, and had to duck into the nearest hiding spot which you could find after you swore you’d lost him. But now, you’re trapped, with no way out and no one to help you- made evident by an intrusive thought that barged through your mind of how you somehow know that they've left through the gates.

The other survivor just went up and abandoned you.

Ghostface's voice suddenly crackles through the locker's vents, startling you out of your thoughts. "Hey there, little bird," he says in his signature distorted voice. "What are you doing hiding in there? Come out and talk to me."

You stay silent, hoping he'll give up and fuck off. “Shit. Now that’s just rude. Staying quiet like that.” But Ghostface is persistent, and he keeps talking; "You know you can't stay in there forever," he says. "Why not come out? I promise I won't ruffle your feathers too badly."

You can feel the panic rising in your chest as his words sink in. You know that if you stay in the locker too long, the Entity might jump in. But the thought of facing Ghostface, with his razor-sharp knife and twisted mind, is almost too much to bear as well.

As the minutes tick by, Ghostface grows increasingly agitated, his breathing becoming more erratic and his words more desperate. "Fuck! Come on, come on, come on," he mutters under his breath. "Why won't you come out? The clock's ticking, sweetheart."

You grip your head. And for a fleeting second, you start to think it actually may be better to face his blade than to feel a spider's leg puncture through your stomach. The killer senses this, and he tries to speak again- perhaps one last attempt to get you to come out.

A low groan suddenly rattles through the air and interrupts him, a sound similar to that of a sinking ship. Only one source is capable of making such a noise.

A thick black mist begins to seep into the locker, swirling around you in thick tendrils. He suddenly screams in anger, haven seen the occurrence the second he looked down. “NO! Don’t you fucking do this to me!” A loud bang follows- indicating that the killer’s rammed his body against the doors as a desperate attempt to get inside.

You suddenly find yourself back at the campfire not long after, surrounded by the other survivors. Jake is there, looking concerned, as he asks you what happened.

You try to explain what happened in the locker, but your words come out jumbled and incoherent. All you can remember is the feeling of being trapped, the sound of Ghostface's voice, and the overwhelming sense of relief when the mist swept you away.

As the other survivors comfort you, you can't help but wonder what would have happened if you had stayed in the locker a moment longer. Would Ghostface have managed to coax you out, or would the Entity have intervened regardless?

One thing is for certain: the horrors of the Fog are not to be underestimated. Including the unpredictable kind as the Ghostface’s just showed to you.

The Legion(Julie Kostenko)

“I’m not here to kill you.” You hear from the other side of the wooden surface.

You take a deep breath and steady yourself, trying to push away the fear that threatens to consume you. You glance at Julie through the narrow slits in the locker door, trying to read her body language. She seems sincere, but you can't be sure for as long as she’s donning that signature mask of hers. “Listen; I know you’re very scared right now, but I mean it when I say that I don’t want to hurt you.”

She's saying that now because she can't get inside. Still...

You considering Julie's words carefully. It's true that she hasn't harmed you, but that doesn't necessarily mean you can trust her. The Legion is known for their cruelty and unpredictable behavior, after all.

“Please, know that I'm not like the others. I don't enjoy hurting people anymore. I just...I just want to be understood, you know? I mean, have I ever hurt you as of late?"

She’s right. To date, she’s basically the only killer who hasn’t, and there has to be a good reason why the Entity has locked you in here because of that.

But at the same time, this could also be a ruse. After all, it’s a stone-cold fact that she’s a killer, and you simply do not know what it is that she’s trying to pull here. For all you know, she’s been playing around with you all along and simply wants to kill you once you’d set a foot outside- mocking you in one of the most twisted of ways just so that she could tell it in full detail to the other Legion members later on.

"Why should I believe you?" you ask, your voice coming out in a shaky whisper.

Julie sighs, leaning against the locker from the other side. "I get it. You don't trust me. And I don't blame you. But you have to understand, we're not like the others. We're not just mindless killers. We have a code."

"A code?" you repeat, incredulous.

Julie nods. "Yeah. A code. We stick together. We don't hurt each other. And we don't kill for fun. Only when we have to. Only when the Entity forces us to."

You consider her words, weighing them against everything you've seen in the Fog. The Legion has always seemed different from the other killers. More... human, in a way. But that doesn't mean you're ready to let your guard down just yet. Not for as long as you remember how they killed any other survivor during a trial, especially the way Julie did.

"I appreciate that you're trying to reassure me," you say finally, your voice shaky, but obviously tainted by semi-sarcasm. "But I don't trust you. And I don’t think I’ll ever will."

There's a long moment of silence, and you can hear Julie pacing outside the locker as if she’s morphed into a starving animal. You hold your breath, waiting for what's next.

But suddenly, something cold swiftly crept up your legs, and you hear a surprised gasp, the sound of a knife falling to the ground before distinct clattering of someone repeatedly pulling against the doors infiltrates your sense of sound.

You feel the familiar sensation of being transported away by the Entity's power as everything shortly goes black.

You blink, disoriented, as you find yourself standing at the campfire.

Julie is obviously nowhere in sight, and you can't help but wonder what might have happened if you had trusted her and stepped out of the locker. But for now, all you can do is try to stay alive and hope that you'll eventually make it out of this seemingly never-ending nightmare.

The Trickster

Yun-Jin Lee had told you and the other survivors everything she knew about the Trickster when she was the newest one to arrive in the Fog. A tradition held so that each and every survivor could make plans and mental preparations in case they’d face him for the very first time- making sure the chance would be as low as possible that they’d ever get caught off guard by one of the newest killers.

Yun-Jin had described each of the Trickster's inhumane killings, displaying his unique style of general torture method.

You had listened intently, taking in every word and committing each detail to memory. You didn't want to be caught off guard by the Trickster, not like the way some of the other survivors already had been.

In exchange, all of you filled her in about the other killers roaming the Fog.

Her words replay over and over again as you found yourself shivering underneath the yellow gaze of the killer in question, separated only by the locked doors of the infamous red locker, and all that preparation seemed to be for nothing.

Your breath catches in your throat as he starts to talk to you with a very thick Korean accent coating each and every word; “The things I’d do to have your undivided attention on me like this more often. The things I’d do now to have this moment last forever. The things I’d do for you. The things I’d do to you.” He chuckles dryly. “Sadly, the Entity has already decided that I’m only allowed to have so very little of you.”

He presses his forehead against the roster, his eyes never wavering from yours. It almost reminds you of a kid trying to be as close to their favorite zoo animal for as far as the fence would allow them. A creepy and downright murderous kid…

"Say my name," he demands suddenly, his tone firm and unwavering. “Say it. I know you’re aware of what my name is.”

You freeze, unsure of how to respond. A braggart laugh flees him- clearly crazy and psychotic in content. "Silence? Shame, but I'll find a way to get you to say my name once I've dragged you back to my place. Now that I think of it, when do you plan to get out of there?” He tilts his head as his almond-shaped eyes narrow in feigned amusement. “Soon, I hope?"

You try to push the fear down, but it's overwhelming. You are trapped, with no way out. You pray that the other survivors will come to your rescue, but deep down you know that it is unlikely. The Entity apparently has its own rules, and it wasn't always on your side.

You are quickly proven wrong as a sudden cold encircled your body, shadows soon overtaking most of your vision.

You feel something flutter on top of you the moment the darkness enveloped you in its cold embrace completely. At the campfire, you realized that it was a signed photograph of him that he has slid inside at the last possible second.

You couldn't help but shiver at the memory of the Trickster's twisted charm as you instantly chuck it into the fire. Yun-Jin Lee had warned you about him, but nothing could have prepared you for the sickening thrill that he brought to the Fog.

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