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unoislazy · 5 months

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The Outsider

(Part 1)

Hiccup Haddock x Reader

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Summary: You wound up on the shores of Berk after something… had happened to you. Thankfully someone had found you and reported your presence to the Chief.

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Life on Berk was running just as smooth as ever. Well, other than the occasional fire spreading here and there, Vikings roughhousing over the smallest inconvenience, it was as peaceful as an island full of Vikings and dragons could be. That was until one random day, you washed up on shore.

Of course you weren’t noticed right away but it certainly didn’t take long for someone to eventually stumble across you and your tattered piece of driftwood lying helplessly on the sand. You were in pretty bad condition, you hadn’t eaten in days and had several visible injuries that would cause further problems if they weren’t dealt with.

Thankfully the person who had found you knew to bring you the Gothi, the village healer, as well as informing the chief of your unannounced arrival.

You certainly stirred conversations among the Vikings as news spread quickly of your presence. Many murmurs of disapproval circulated as many people believed it would be a repeat of what had happened the last time someone had wound up stranded on the shores of Berk.

Now you lay in Gothis house, on a cot she had set out for you as she tended to your wounds. You were still very much unconscious so you had no idea you had gained some visitors. If you were awake you might have been honored to know one of those visitors was none other than the chief of the village himself, Hiccup Haddock.

Hiccup and his very close friend, who had insisted she’d come along, Astrid Hofferson. Hiccup and Astrid had a somewhat complicated relationship over the years, having dated for a little while when they were younger but decided to break it off because of their differing visions for the future. Thankfully they worked out their issues and managed to still remain very close friends. Astrid often lended a hand in any errands Hiccup often got overwhelmed by, and they worked well together.

Now here they were, standing in front of your unconscious body, questioning what on Earth they were going to do.

“They look to be in pretty bad shape.” Hiccup said, his finger tapping his chin as you looked down at you. His eyes very carefully took in the intricate details of your face, trying to discern whether he’s seen you before. Maybe you were a dragon trapper?

He then looked at your hair, the color and texture not ringing any bells for him. He then looked at your eyes, well more accurately, your eyelids. They lay still and motionless as you continued to sleep which he found quite odd, but then again he figured you were too weak to even dream at this point. Although, he found a sense of curiosity when it came to your eyes, what did they look like? What color were they? Were they pretty?

Stupid questions to ask in a situation such as this.

“Well who knows how long they were out at sea.” Astrid finally replied. It seemed as if she too was looking over your features, not recognizing you in the slightest. She shook her head as if she was answering her own question. Hiccup then let out a sigh, knowing his next point was not going to go over well with her.

“They’re going to need some place to stay while they heal.”

“What?”

Called it.

“I said they’re going to need some place to stay.” Hiccup repeated, as he looked over to the blonde haired girl who looked as if she just watched Hiccup get carried off by a dragon and returned in a matter of seconds right before her eyes.

“You can’t be serious.” She began, the amount of shock evident in her voice suggested she was almost disappointed that Hiccup would even think of such an idea.

She continued, “What do you mean stay? You can’t possibly be thinking about keeping them here.”

“And what if I am?” The man argued, at least attempting to stand his ground. It wasn’t too often he was taken very seriously when he made decisions, but his stubbornness usually won out in the end.

“Uh hello, do you not remember what happened last time we helped someone who wound up stranded on our shores?” Astrid questioned, her hands planted firmly on her hips as if she was a stern mother scolding their child. Hiccup was usually quite a smart leader, but in instances like this, his morals often clouded his judgment.

In Astrid’s eyes, putting others' needs before your own can be very selfless, but when you put someone else’s needs in front of your own, as well as potentially everyone else on Berk? That’s where she starts to have a problem.

“I hear you Astrid but we can’t believe that everyone who winds up on our shore is out to get us, besides look at them. Who would injure themselves for the sake of taking over the village?” He asked genuinely, gesturing towards you. Thinking back to when Heather had arrived, sure she came in an overturned boat, but at least she had a boat. You had come on a literal piece of driftwood and nothing more. If someone was trying to use you as bait, they certainly weren’t prioritizing the success rate of you even arriving on Berk in the first place.

“I don’t know Hiccup, maybe someone who’s really committed? Maybe someone who has no other choice?” Astrid argued.

“If they have no other choice then we have to help them.” He responded. It was at this point Astrid was beginning to see that Hiccup had already made up his mind and arguing with him was going to be the same as arguing with a brick wall.

And yet she persisted.

“Hiccup, we can't put our noses into everyone else’s business, if they’re in trouble that’s their problem. We don’t always have to get involved.” She tried, but Hiccup's gaze was stern and unwavering. It was clear that he truly believed in his cause and he was going to stick beside it.

“We do when they wind up on our island Astrid.”

Astrid sighed, turning away from Hiccup for a moment as she gave the option a thought. Once she turned back towards him she raised her hands in defeat.

“Okay, alright. But I’m still going to heavily question them the exact moment they wake up.” She joked a bit, earning a small chuckle from Hiccup as he turned back to face you. Normally when Berk had a guest, he would offer his house to stay in.

However, maybe Astrid was right to at least be a little cautious this time so he decided against it. Maybe it was best for them to stay here, it would also give Gothi time to watch over them to make sure they’re healing properly. Once they heal, then they can discuss the living arrangements.

“Guess all we do now is wait.” Hiccup sighed before finally looking away from you and then back to Astrid. “It could be days until they wake up, let us know if anything happens.” Hiccup requested, now looking down at Gothi who gave him a smile and a nod. With that confirmation, Hiccup said his goodbyes and began to walk outside, but not before taking one last look at you.

He had convinced himself that he kept looking at you to see if he recognized you and for no other reason at all.

Three days had passed by and you still had not woken up. Hiccup and Astrid had been by several times, a few times together, but usually on their own time. You wounds were making very slow healing progress but you were still not receiving the proper amounts of food.

It was beginning to get worrying.

That was until randomly around noon on the third day, your eyes shot open and you quickly rose from your cot, ultimately regretting your decision as you became very dizzy almost immediately. You tried to steady yourself by proposing your arms up behind you, but eventually gravity seemed to have taken full control of your body and dragged you right back down to the cot.

Once the dizziness had dissipated a bit, you looked around at your very new surroundings. The last you remembered was… well you couldn’t quite remember really. You could hear the faint voice of a man in your memory, but you couldn’t place who it could have come from.

As you continued to look around the very homey little cottage-like house you were now in, you eventually noticed a very short woman walking towards you with a bowl in hand. As she neared you she had to continue to shoo away several little lizard type animals that continued to try and swarm her to steal the food.

It took you a moment before you realized those weren’t just lizards, they were dragons.

Your eyebrows furrowed in confusion as you watched the woman handle the beasts with such care and affection.

Great, you happened to wind up in some crazy woman’s cottage in the middle of who knows where.

You carefully sat back up, steadying yourself to prevent you from getting dizzy again as you looked towards the woman.

“Where am I?” You asked, but your voice was hoarse and scratchy from not having been used in days. The woman merely stared at you with a smile as she held the bowl of what looked to be like soup, towards you, urging you to eat.

You shook your head, trying to get her to answer before you asked again, “Where am I?”. In return she shook her head, now practically shoving the soup in your face. You finally took the soup from her, hoping that now she would answer you, but instead she turned right back around and began working on something else.

You simply stared in confusion before looking around you for some way out. That’s when you saw it, the door. Sure you couldn’t really run but the woman seemed largely occupied. Besides, you could argue you just needed fresh air.

Easy.

Or so you thought.

You carefully put your feet onto the ground, the floorboards creaking beneath you as you slowly put your weight down. You carefully began to push yourself upwards into a standing position, occasionally wobbling here and there but you were managing. You almost felt like some kind of sea creature learning how to use their new legs. You hugged the wall as you slowly but surely made your way towards the door, swinging it open and walking out.

You didn’t know what to expect, but you were hoping to see a village of some sort, maybe even a large woodland area, but you quickly realized you had been very mistaken. Oh sure, there was a village, but it was currently several hundred feet below the house you were currently standing in.

“Why in god's name would they build this so high up?” You wondered to yourself, and just as you had managed to stick your head even the slightest bit over the edge to peak below, you heard a loud roar from an animal you had never heard before.

You scrambled away from the edge, afraid that you may have upset some sort of creature that lived under the weird balcony that was a part of this house. It didn’t take you long to realize that the roar you had heard did not come from below, but instead it had come from above. Your head shot up to look for the source of the noise and your eyes widened as you made eye contact with a…

“Night Fury?” You shrieked, well as well as you could've with such a broken voice. With all your might you brought yourself back up and scrambled back into the house, slamming the door behind you. Suddenly this woman didn’t seem crazy because you could’ve sworn you saw someone riding that Night Fury. You’d have to be insane to even think of doing something like that.

Maybe sitting down and just having your soup was the best option right now, besides you were probably just hallucinating. After all, Night Furies went extinct years ago… right?

You sat down, finally beginning to take in some of the very warm meal that the strange woman had prepared for you, and you couldn’t lie it was pretty tasty. Well tasty in Viking terms of food. The warmth of the meal actually began to calm you down a slight bit before you heard a knock at the door that you had previously slammed, followed by a slightly concerned and confused voice.

“Uh, hey Gothi? Are we able to come in, didn’t mean to scare your guest like that.” The voice said from the other side of the door. The only thing you could really tell from it was that it was a young man. You then looked towards the woman, who you assumed to be Gothi, as she hobbled over to the door, now opening it.

Once the door had been fully opened, you locked eyes with the man now standing in the doorway and it immediately clicked. You weren’t hallucinating, that man was actually riding a dragon. And no one else was reacting to this?!

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kindestegg · 1 year

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Collector really loves titans, doesn't he?

No... this isn't meant to be ironic. I genuinely believe Collector adores titans. And there's plenty of evidence to back this as well.

We know from their backstory that they went out of their way to defy what the other collectors wanted and approached titans to play with them. This went on to the point they scribbled over a likely centuries old book on their own species just to solidify that they think playing and making friends is better.

This is solidified by the fact he instantly took a liking to King and is always trying to keep him close, protect him and play with him.

In fact, I would go as far to say it brings a new light to his first reaction to seeing King all the way back in King's Tide. He was genuinely happy to see a baby titan again!! Finally, something he can relate to and is familiar with.

He doesn't even try to ask to be set free immediately! It's like seeing King made him immediately forget about everything, all that mattered was playing with this new baby titan, right then and there.

This continues onto some promotional art as well. In Matthieu Cousin's art here, Collector is drawn leaning into a titan skull, embracing it as he sulks, as if it's a comfort pillow or something.

And in this art by Tristan Yuvlenco, he is happily gliding across the water leaning into a different skull, tongue sticking out, legs in the air, putting little stars to adorn it. It doesn't seem like he is desecrating it, more like he's complementing it, adding his own touch. Playing with it.

And the shape of The Archive House itself forms a crown above the Titan Skull, which... does everyone get the symbolism with that? He crowned it. He crowned the Titan. Sure, he had to use part of the skull itself to do it, which, fair enough, this particular Titan wasn't well liked by him, but he still left it mostly intact, only using what was necessary, and the crowning symbolism is still there.

I would like to later on actually lead off off this post into another bigger analysis further into how Collector's magic and aesthetic interact with the isles, and how he doesn't change it out of malice, but rather just out of his desire to gift the isles what he thinks is best. Of course, that is still a violence done upon it, but we will get to that post when we get there.

To close this off though, I think it's only fair we examine the other times Collector has used the symbol of titans previously through this new light.

First of all, in Hollow Mind, Collector utilizes the imagery of the Titan roaring as the Draining Spell kills off all the witches and demons tied to it. While at first this may have been considered cruel mockery of the Titan killing off his "children", on a second examination, I think Collector was excited for a different reason.

Revenge.

We know Collector was raised alongside his family to be in cahoots with the trappers. It's probably how the whole Grand Huntsman thing started in the first place. And what are the trappers? That's right, witches and demons, trying to take down titans.

I've already discussed this in depth here, but Collector's mindset within the prison by the time Philip found him and then continued to lead him on for centuries was already pretty terrible. Add that up to the fact titans were the thing he most loved about the planet the isles is on, and that they're all gone now thanks in great part to the trappers, and if Collector needs to convince himself killing off all those witches and demons is justified, why not the fact that witches and demons getting cocky is what killed all the titans?

(Trying to reiterate this here, this is not a justification. This is an exploration of an extremely messed up unbalanced revenge mindset. You're SUPPOSED to disagree with Collector's ideas here.)

Similarly, the way he changes back and holds the skull between his fingers also gains a new light.

He's not laughing at the Titan over this, making the skull small in mockery, but WITH the Titan, as an equal, delighting over the fact he can show his departed friends this plan of revenge.

To close this off neatly, I want to say that I think his relationship in general with the titans is reflective of his relationship with King and even the Isles itself. Collector wants to show his appreciation to them for being inviting to him and allowing him to play and make friends, but he ends up overwhelming them with all the sparkles and general alienness of his magic. This is true of how he and King interact as well. This will be something I go in depth about his general relationship with the Isles in a following post. But the good news is he is still young, and willing to learn, and exactly because he loves the titans so much, he can change his approach in the future, so I believe.

#the owl house #toh analysis #toh theory #toh collector #the collector #toh spoilers #Commander's orders

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fandom-go-round · 2 years

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Can you do nsfw scenarios or head cannons where a survivor reader accidentally ends up in provocative positions with Trapper, Michael, Nemesis and Pinhead?

Alternate Title: The Entity Really Needs to Clean Up in Here

Warnings: Implied Sexual Situations, Implied Sex, Sexual Tension, Teasing, Provocative Language and Situations, Awkward Situations, Embarrassment, Canon Typical Violence, Talk of Death and Hooking

The Trapper:

You want this trial to be over with already. You know that Trapper is on his way and you wish he would get here sooner. Actually, that’s a lie because the situation you’re in is bad enough without him seeing how you look. Your leg had gotten stuck in a trap and you had flailed, slamming into one of the scarecrows in the cornfield. Now you and your new ‘friend’ where both half on the pole, looking rather suggestive.

You close your eyes as your heartbeat gets faster, refusing to look at Evan has he rounds the corner. You feel him hesitate, taking in your situation before he lets out a snort. Your leg is throbbing but you would have gladly been on a hook by now instead of listening to the laughter.

Trapper doesn’t say a word, taking the scarecrow sprawled on top of you and tossing it to the side. He looms over you, taking you in. You can feel your face heating up but ignore it, scowling at him. He lets out another deep chuckle, reaching down and freeing your leg. You don’t protest as he slings you over his shoulder, happy to let this end. You do yelp when he pinches your thigh, ignoring his rumbling.

Michael Myers:

The cop cars in Haddonfield are perfect for sliding across. Usually. This trail, something had gone wrong and your graceful slide had turned into a sprawl. It was like you hit an invisible barrier; one minute you’re running from the Shape and the next you feel like you’ve gotten hit on the head, spread out on the windshield.

Clearly Michael hadn’t been expecting it either, knife half raised in the air as he looked at you. Your head was still ringing and you groaned, opening your eyes to figure out what had hit you. Surprisingly, you couldn’t see any physical object and that’s when you realized how you looked.

Arms thrown above you and legs wide open, you were completely laid open for Michael to take in. You froze, eyes wide as you looked into the eyes of the mask staring back at you. Neither of you moved, some sort of tension in the air. He didn’t say anything as the knife slammed between your legs, sinking into the hood of the car right by your crotch. You let out a yell, throwing yourself up the top of the car and rolling off the back. There was a less than graceful stumble before you were sprinting back towards the houses. Michael watched you go for a moment before following after you. He was determined to hook you this time, even if you ended up under him again.

Nemesis:

You wanted to scream. The damn boat you were running through had collapsed, leaving you dangling from the top floor. You wanted to scold the Entity for not keeping up maintenance but that doesn’t really matter when you can hear your heartbeat thundering in your ears.

Nemesis doesn’t see you. You have no idea how but suddenly something is buried in your ass and you’re yelping at the top of your lungs. You hear a sound that’s almost like a gasp below you and then steps back, your face getting hot with embarrassment. You can tell that Nemesis doesn’t know what to do either, an odd silence filling the air.

Eventually he must take pity on you, hands moving up your legs before getting to your waist. There’s no warning before he’s yanking you through the floor, splinters and dirt getting all over you. You fully expect him to knock you down but instead he just gestures off to into the distance, letting you go. You don’t question it, taking off and not looking back. If he has a habit of staring at your ass now, neither of you comment on it.

Pinhead:

This had not been part of the plan. Not at all. You had planed on diving between the bars inside of the barn, ignoring the pigs hooked up around you. What you hadn’t expected was to get stuck, one of the chains hooked around your ankle and keeping you half in the bars and half suspended. Pinhead froze behind you, taking in the scene before letting out a laugh.

Your struggled to break free, wondering what he was going to do as he made his way over. You could only half see his body, torse twisted to face the door. You could recognize the grin on his face though and knew you were probably in for a bad time. It took you a second to realize that he wasn’t the one who had gotten you and it took a round of swinging before you saw the chain and the ceiling.

He has a hard time deciding what to do with you. On one hand he’s here to sacrifice to the Entity, on another it’s been so long since he’s been able to play… Pinhead walks over to you and gives you an ultimatum; he’s going to go hunt the others down and then come back for you. You have until then to escape. If you’re still here, he’s going to use you as he sees fit. He enjoys the look of panic and surprise on your face before walking off. No matter your choice he’ll have a good time; he does hope you choose to stay though.

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mara-xx217 · 1 year

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Killers react to the last survivor alive in a trial falling asleep and, when found, saying they’ll come willingly to the hook if they’re just allowed to rest for a while

Oh now this is an interesting one.

I think more than a few would be very surprised at this request. Surprise doesn't equate to mercy or acquisition to your request, of course, but some might indulge you.

Who *MIGHT* Indulge (for the wrong reasons)

Philip Ojomo/the Wraith

He's a creepy stalker, need I say more?

The Wraith knows you've been napping in trials. He's caught you several times. Yes, he's left you alive. Why?

You're cute when you sleep...

It doesn't matter who you are, you are leaving yourself so vulnerable... Don't you know there are dangerous predators in these realms?

You're asking for trouble.

Oh? You need more sleep...?

Sure, go ahead... Maybe he'll hook you after you're done...

Maybe not, though....

Max Thompson Jr./the Hillbilly

Hmmph- Someone sleeping? In a trial? His chainsaw is so loud too-

It's weird. You are weird and he's not sure what to make of you or the situation at hand.

The Hillbilly is... intimidated in the strangest way possible.

His staring wakes you up. He nearly pisses himself when you sit up. Was he in trouble...? It's like he's a child again...

"Five more minutes... then you can hook me."

And you lay back down.

And now he's sitting there, awkwardly, unsure how much time would equal 'five more minutes'...

It appears you have a stalemate.

Danny Johnson/Ghostface

Could there be a worse killer to fall asleep around? And yes, I'm including Pizza Face Freddy too-

Oh, sure! He'll indulge you... He'll kill your friends and oh so patiently wait for you to wake up.

Maybe he'll snag a few cute photos...

Cope a feel or two...

Oh? "Five more minutes?" Sure! No problem...

He's worse than the Wraith... I hope you know what you've gotten yourself into.

Who Definitely *WON'T* Indulge You

Evan Macmillan/the Trapper

How fucking DARE YOU-

Who you thing you are?! Who do you think HE is?!

"Five more minutes-" He's going to hook you all the same.

So no, he won't give you time to sleep. Damn you for thinking he's soft!

Michael Myers/the Shape

Doesn't matter who you are, he's going to kill you in a trial.

No exceptions, sorry hon.

Herman Carter/the Doctor

Damn, you can fucking sleep around this giggle freak?

And the electricity- Are you okay?

He's interested in how you could possibly feel secure enough to fall asleep at all, let alone sleep deeply enough to be snoring-

Well, he's taken an interest in you now and no-

He doesn't take insurance.

Who's Offended You *DARED* To Ask

Freddy Krueger/ The Nightmare

Who the fUCK-

He's a Dream Demon!

A DREAM DEMON!!

"LeT yOu GeT sOmE sLeEp-"

HOW'S ABOUT YOU SUCK HIS DICK YOU FUCKING BIT-

@prettycutebunny, @infinitewhore, @kennbb, @slutwithadegree, @dead-bxxxtch-walking, @space-arsonist, @pink-soft-shadow, @sinlessdesire, @hoemine

#dead by daylight #dbd #dbd the wraith #dbd the hillbilly #dbd ghostface #dbd the trapper #michael myers #dbd the doctor #freddy krueger #ask response #tw non con #tw noncon somnophilia #tw somnophilia

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babiebom · 8 months

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Dbd Killers as Nicknames my friends and I use in game

A/N: because i think. I only have like one thing posted for dbd. These are the Male Killers!

Tw:maybe cursing? None? Slight sexualization of certain killers?

Genre:headcanons? Or written like headcanons at least

Wc: maybe 3+ for each killer?

The Trapper/Evan Macmillan

Has no nickname

Is just "the trapper"

Always said in a panic tho

Is usually called a "stupid stupid man"

The Clown/Jeffrey Hawk

"Oh it's *imitation of him coughing*"

His nickname is just us coughing in gross ways

Also "you absolute baboon" by when we're upset

The Ghostface/Danny "Jed Olsen" Johnson

My boyfriend

I exclusively call him this

Everyone else says "oh no your boyfriend is here"

Or we call him Ghost-a Fa-che in really bad italian accents

The Executioner/Pyramid Head

Conehead

Forgot the word pyramid

Also trianglehead

Usually proceeded or followed by "ewwwwww why is he sludging up the place????"

The Twins/Victor Deshayes

Ugly little baby

We forgot that he is not really a baby

We also call him Viktor Vector

Usually followed by "kill her little baby"

Or "stomp on himmmmm"

Then "yeah that's what you get you ugly baby"

The Mastermind/Albert Wesker

Lil Kitty Meow Meow

Bc I accidentally called him whisker

And that reminded me of the Lil kitty meow meow meme

Is usually followed by his "urgh" when he does the dashy thing

The Nemesis/Nemesis

Nemesussy

It was a slip of the tongue that stuck

I also call him Thanos half the time

I forget his name and panic

Then call him Thanos because big purple man

Usually proceeded by "oh god it's Thanos I can see his stupid little zombies"

The Doctor/Herman Carter

Has no nickname but is usually called out by saying "sorry I can't talk right now he's ELECTROCUTING ME"

followed by imitations of his laugh

The Legion/Frank&Joey

I do not know how to write this

It's literally just The Legion but pronounced with a very bad French accent

Also Franklin or Frankie-boy

And Josepher and "which one is this one again"

The Trickster/Jiwoon Hak

We either call him Trickster

Or Jungkook from Bts(yes this whole thing)

Is usually followed by "bob and weave and bob and weave"

Or is followed by "please dont kamsahamnida me"

The Wraith/ Phillip Ojomo

Bing Bong

Because when he hits his little thing it goes Bing Bong

Usually proceeded by "oh god" and "please don't be bingbong"

Usually followed by "oh god where did he go"

The Hillbilly/ Max Thompson Jr

We just call him by Max

I usually call him Maxie-poo

Cute

The Cannibal/ Bubba Sawyer

Like Max we just call Bubba by Bubba

Bubba is a cute nickname in of itself

The Oni/Kazan Yamaoka

Onigiri

Because I said "Oni? Like onigiri?"

Followed by screaming or "someone stop him he's eating my blood"

The Deathslinger/Caleb Quinn

Rootie tootie mcshooty shooty

Because it's funny

Also sometimes call him the hashslinger

Or hashslinging slashed

From spongebob because we again forgot his name

The Shape/Michael Myers

Miku Miku

Because I panicked when I saw him and could not speak or remember his name for the life of me

Usually followed by "oh god this is gonna be a bad match"

Also followed by singing the song but only by saying Bing and bong.

The Nightmare/Freddy Kreuger

"Ew its stupid what's his face....sleepytime....nightnight"

Has no real nickname because we're not happy to see him

"Why is there blood coming out of this...oh."

"Haha your neck is bent weird"

The Blight/Talbot Grimes

Incoherent screaming

Literally it's "uhhhh HA HUHHHH WHA HELP"

Followed by "why is he so fast?"

Or is called speedy Gonzales or Sonic

The Knight/Tarhos Kovács

I have accidentally called him the borgo

We also just call him the knight or just scream

The Cenobite/Elliot Spencer

Pinhead

I find it funny that that is an actual name for him

Because we usually call him that

The Demogorgon(?)

Or "stupid pinhead" but you get the gist

Also BabyBox

Bad doggie

He is a dog that is bad because he keeps biting me with his weird little face

The Dredge(?)

Is this thing a male? Idk but it counts

Again we are bad at remembering names

Half the time he is called the sludge

Usually followed by "why is it nighttime"

#dead by daylight #dead by daylight killer #dead by daylight headcanons #dbd shitpost #dbd headcanons #dbd killer #dbd #dbd ghostface #dbd doctor #dbd wraith #dbd wesker #dead by daylight shitpost #dbd male killers #dead by daylight male killers #slashers #slasher headcanons

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dead-by-mending · 7 months

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Legion members relationships with other killers

Just trying to get good with headcannons, feedback would be appreciated

Trapper : Strict dad and mischievious kids vibes. They always mess with his traps, get caught, get scolded, apologize, hug, and repeat. No one will ever know, but Evan cried over a drawing Susie made for him

Wraith : They like to hang out with him. If they want some scrap to make stuff, Philip will gladly let them take some (unless they try to take hooks). Joey tried to teach him rap, but he didn't really understand...

Hillbilly : He likes having them around, even if they cause a mess in his house. Max never had real friends before, so he's happy to have some in those meddling kids. He likes to show off his longest chainsaw sprints to them

Nurse : They don't really hang out with her too much, because of her insane nature. But whenever they get hurt outside of trials, Sally is always here to help. And she loves to have some tea with the girls

Myers/Shape : Although they're big fans of his movies, especially Frank and Julie, they usually stay away from him. Michael wouldn't let them approach without stabbing them anyway

Hag : They were surprised when they found out Lisa was actually around their age. She shows them some tricks she can do with her traps, and some tips to take care of totems

Doctor : Since Herman was labeled as the Killers' therapist, they're kinda forced to talk to him regularly. Otherwise, they stay away from him as much as possible

Huntress : Anna likes to take care of them. She teaches them some hunting techniques, and tries to cook them some stuff to eat. She always giggles to herself whenever she remembers that one time Susie accidentaly called her "mama"

Leatherface/Cannibal : From watching his movies, they know about how Bubba's family used to treat him, so they try to be nice to him. Frank even agreed to taste his chili. Obviously the human flesh bits weren't really good for him...

Nightmare/Freddy : At first they thought it was Robert Englund's Freddy Kruger, so they were excited to meet him. Then they realized how wrong they were. Susie was the one feeling the most uncomfortable around him...

Pig/Amanda : Since Saw came out after they were taken by the Entity, they had no idea who she was. But they liked hanging out with her anyway, especially Julie. They eventually got their hands on the first Saw trilogy and learned more about her

Clown : At first, they found him creepy and avoided him. But when it was clear that Kenneth didn't mean no harm (at least to them), they started hanging around his carnival. He especially liked to see Susie play with Maurice

Spirit : Rin quickly became good friends with the Legion, even if Kazan kinda disagrees. She hangs out a lot with Julie and Susie. Frank even thought about dating her, before he fell for Kate

Plague : They don't really get near Adiris, because of her Plague, but Julie and Susie always enjoy talking with her (6ft apart, of course)

Ghostface : Danny is that one funny uncle for the Legion. Even though when they first met him, they were kinda disappointed he wasn't one of the killers from Scream. He turned to be one hell of a cool guy anyway

Demogorgon : Puppy. Yes, that's it. Well not actually... When the Entity abandoned the realm of Hawkins (because let's be honest, Vecna kinda wanted it for himself), they were allowed to keep Demo

Oni : If you read what I said earlier with Spirit, then you know that Kazan doesn't like those indecent, immature and gross teenagers (yes, that's what he said). So they just avoid him

Deathslinger : They really like the old cowboy that Caleb is, even though he won't let them touch his gun. He often tells them stories about his bounties and other adventures with his gang

Executioner/Pyramid Head : They're afraid of him, even though he actually doesn't care about them. If they ever felt guilty about the store cleaner, then they probably stopped, because he never went after them

Blight : They never forgave Talbot for what he did to them with his serum. They hate him with a burning passion and never forget to remind him anytime they come across him... Problem is that he couldn't care less, he got what he wanted and moved on

Twins : They don't really hang out that much, but when they do, they always kinda enjoy it. Charlotte always likes to see Susie play with Victor. She was even surprised when she found out they knew a bit of words in French

Trickster : While the rest of the group kinda likes him, Frank can't stand Ji-Woon. They always get on eachother's nerves

Nemesis : They don't really stay near him, but Nemmy doesn't really cause them any trouble. None of them are S.T.A.R.S. members, after all

Cenobite : Same as Myers : they're fans of the Hellraiser movies (especially Frank and Julie), and that's why they stay away from Pinhead, they know what he's capable of

Artist : Probably their fellow killer that they feel bad for the most. Susie likes to draw stuff with Carmina, hoping to cheer her up with that. They also started getting nicer to crows (not that they were mean to them before, they just didn't care)

Onryo : Thankfully they watched the original Ringu movie, otherwise they wouldn't have any idea about who Sadako is. She formed, with Susie, Lisa and Rin, their own group of killer girls.

Dredge : The only time they approached it was to attack it, when they learned it consumed Maurice. Apart from that, they always stayed away from it, and they never forgave either...

Mastermind : Frank and Joey only remember Wesker from the original Resident Evil 1 (yes, it possibly released before they were taken, I checked), so they were kinda surprised with the Uroboros stuff. They quickly started to make fun of him, and he hated that

Knight : At first they were kinda jealous that Tarhos could bring his buddies in trials while they couldn't stay together. But they quickly forgot about that because they find him really cool, even though he finds them as, I quote, "insufferable brainless youth"

Skull Merchant : They wish they could like Adriana (especially Joey and Julie), but let's be honest, her power sucks and even they know it. Hopefully her new idea for it (her rework) will possibly change that

Singularity : Since they were told Hux would just attack any human on sight, they stayed away from him. But they still watched him from afar and thought he's really cool. Susie even puked when she first saw his mori

Xenomorph : Same as Demo, except that they see Xeno as kitty. They love to cause mess by having their 2 pets play together

Good guy/Chucky : They were really excited to see Chucky arrive in the realm, and even more when they learned he was going to live with them

#dbd #dbd headcanons #dbd legion #dbd killer #NO I'M NOT PUTTING ALL OF THEM HERE

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Happy Valentine’s Day, lovely person 🌹

I always love reading your thoughts on UB, they are so well-thought out and insightful, and your writing is simply lovely. Above all, you’re a wonderful and sweet and uplifting presence in this fandom!

Here’s a romance-themed OC question for any OC(s) of your choosing (no pressure to answer on Valentine’s day itself, or at all):

What combination of random objects would your OC use to describe their LI? What do they represent? Bonus question: What would their LI use to describe them?

Hello my friend! What a lovely and sweet message, and thank you for such nice compliments - you all make it so much fun to be here in this space. I hope you are having a lovely day filled with just that, love and happiness 💕

I’m going to answer for Nate x Suri, Adam x Layla

Nate.

Anyone, really, can memorize the layout of a room, following an order to create a space to give the detective some semblance of home, a safe place in this world which is so new to them. An alternative reality which may be more real to any they’ve known before.

An armchair here, a vanity there, the right headboard to fit against the bed frame. It’d been a rewarding challenge to find a replica of the wallpaper, or rather wall stickers in the shape of large and fully bloomed peonies.

When he sees her now, in this room as an overnight guest - not a guest, he hopes she finds this to be a home, a secondary home - the crystal vases aren’t just filled with pre-designed bouquets but rather sweet roses or dramatic lilies, fully opened tulips when he can manage to find them.

She turns and the lingering fog of centuries of needing and wanting another lifts, her smile - dark and satin and deep, more purple than red, lipstick that will eventually smudge onto his mouth or the tip marker she uses for that board in her office as she mulls over the latest mission or case - it is radiant. She is radiance.

Surina leaves that fray edged, well read book of poetry on the vanity - consulted the previous night for a sonnet she’d recited against the heating skin of his neck. She sets down the perfume bottle - white jasmine an aura - and attaches the tennis bracelet around her wrist. Her first purchase, her first indulgence for herself, a rainbow of diamonds.

The familiar click of her heels is quieted by the plush carpet, sleek black and red bottomed, another indulgence. Nate and Adam had looked, in awe but really worry and confusion, her running over sidewalk and cobble stone and even through thick forest grasses, light and agile, balanced on the three inch high stilettos keeping her upright. Adam had called it impractical, Nate had commended the skill, and Surina stated that it was simply a return on investment.

He reaches for her when she nears, her hand further from him holding a worn silver and teal blue keychain, he will ask her the significance and she will tell him. But now, she takes his hand, and leads him out into the hallway. They have a date.

Adam.

Since becoming an Agent, the usually well planned, down to a quarter of an hour well planned, Layla had mentioned a few gaps in her daily planner schedules.

And though he’d been quite serious in his response. Adam was still quite surprised when she’d agreed to train with him. After all, she knows where her deficiencies lie and needed to learn how to strengthen them. Where Adam thought she could and would do better, well that would keep her schedule full for the foreseeable future.

Waiting, arms folded at his chest, trying to keep his attention out the window for any sort of emergency or surprise threat, his gaze betrays him by taking note of what she’s placing in her cross-body satchel. No, not a betrayal, he really should be taking stock of how she prepares. To use for future missions.

An extra pair of glasses. Good. He’d recalled her frustration with their last ambush by trappers, the twist of the frame. Also remembers the deep blue of her eyes, dark and sparkling even in a moment of frustration while he righted the metal.

He clears his throat. She tells him she needs a moment longer.

Back at the window, he sees the reflected image of her, a tie, one of the many hair ties that seem to hide in every cushion and surface, around her fingers. Quick fingers work through the soft curls of her dark hair, plaiting and braiding before securing. Smart. Out of the way. Clear sight.

Adam rubs his hands together, stepping closer to her, they’ll be training in the forest again. Quiet. Soundless.

Snap!

He groans, knowing that Layla has just stuck a piece of that insidious gum between her teeth and started to chew. How many times has he reminded her of a choking hazard?

Adam looks to her, eyes sharp, and she shrugs. Promises to spit it out before they start, and says - for the hundredth time since he’s met her - that tooth care is important, and she has dentist-sanctioned bubble gum. He should fact check.

She picks up her denim jacket, her signature he thinks, and slides it over her shoulders and over her arms. Today, he’ll tell her to keep the stiff materialed - actually, quite pleasantly worn - garment on today. Even for someone as well prepared as her, one cannot always dress appropriately for a fight.

#okay i hope i answered the questions well!#have been thinking about this ask all day and finally got to answer!#thank you for the ask!#twc #the wayhaven chronicles #nate x detective #adam x detective #otp: nuri #layla x adam #mar writes twc #twc fanfic #long post #got carried away!

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Agony of an Aunt

“You don’t have to be her nephew anymore,” the Collector snapped, clutching King’s hand. “She can’t tell you what to do now. You’re safe with me!”

“Um…” King glanced from the Collector to Lilith’s body. “What?”

OR: The Collector gets the wrong idea about Lilith.

Spoilers: For the Future spoilers

Set: After the opening of FtF

Warnings: Mentions of Belos physically harming Hunter.

The Collector had moved the moon with a swish of his finger. (The whole stinking moon!)

It should have been a relief when the Draining Spell stopped and that hellish red light faded from the sky, but then, stars and sparkles started raining down on the Boiling Isles. Most of the screaming citizens were turned into puppets— Lilith and Hooty included.

Eda had been spared from a similar fate, but she had transformed into the Owl Beast when the Collector touched her.

Months ago, King had craved the Collector’s kind of power…

He had longed to command an army of loyal subjects. He would have laughed at Lilith’s defeat back when she was still a leader in the Emperor’s Coven.

Once, he had tried to use Owl Beast Eda to take over a playground.

But now… Now, King just wanted his family back.

The Collector had assured King that the puppet-people weren’t hurt and they would all be transported to the ‘Archive House’, ready to play.

This ‘house’ was a white crown-shaped castle— something King could have only dreamed of in the past— and it was floating above the Titan’s skull, like it was made for King… by the Collector.

If he’d been younger, King might have fought the Collector over who got to be the ultimate ruler of the Demon Realm.

Wasn’t it in the natures of Titans and Collectors, after all? Their rivalry was legendary:

Before King had freed the Collector, the kid had chatted about how King’s father had trapped him and hidden King away.

This was most likely to protect King from

the Titan Trapper cult that wanted to sacrifice him in the name of the Collector— AKA, the ‘Grand Huntsman’.

And then there were those murals…

In the hallways of the Archive House were images of Titans battling Collectors.

King caught a brief glimpse of them when the Collector whisked he and Owl Beast Eda up to the house.

Despite the… feud between their families, the Collector didn’t seem to fear or resent King. The Collector just wanted to be his friend.

Right now, King didn’t want anything to do with the Collector.

King had just unleashed this child with godlike powers onto the Boiling Isles. He’d had to say goodbye to Luz.

Lilith and Hooty had been made into puppets. And, to top it all off, Eda had been consumed by her curse when she attempted to rescue King.

When King cried, the Collector tried to comfort him.

“What’s wrong, King? Don’t you like the house? I can change it if you want—“

“I want you to CHANGE THEM BACK!”

King sobbed. His tears fell onto the shining pink floor tiles. “Eda… Lilith— EVERYONE!”

“Okay, okay!” the Collector actually agreed, much to King’s shock. “Who’s Eda and Lilith?”

“That’s Eda!” King sniffled, pointing at her. Eda was currently charging up a flight of stairs.

“Oh!”

With a wave of his hand, the Collector lifted Eda off her feet. Eda growled and clawed at the empty air.

“What a beast!” the Collector breathed. “She’s so cool…!”

King spluttered, “She was cursed—“

“I didn’t curse her…” The Collector folded his arms, pouting. “…Did I?”

“No, but…” King held his paw to his mouth. The Collector had… activated Eda’s curse, but maybe that wasn’t the wisest thing to say right now. “She was cursed a long time ago—“

“By who?”

“It doesn’t matter—“

“Who?” the Collector persisted. He flew over to Eda and started poking her in the face. “Who? Who—?”

“Her sister,” King blurted out. “It was Eda’s sister, when they were younger.”

“Why’d she do that?”

Eda tried to bite the Collector’s finger. The Collector snickered.

“Because… ‘cause Eda and Li— her sister, were meant to have a duel, and her sister wanted to win.” King summarised the Clawthorne sisters’ backstory as quickly as he could.

The Collector was invested now, though. “So, her sister cheated? Booo!”

“Yeah, but… it wasn’t meant to be like this.” Again, King gestured up to Eda. Eda stretched her claws out towards him.

King continued, “Lilith thought the curse would only last one day—“ He bit his tongue when he realised he’d let Lilith’s name slip.

The Collector had realised it too. He grinned mischievously. “Let’s find Lilith and teach her a lesson!”

“Wai— no!” King yelped. He pictured Lilith’s puppet body, shattering like an antique doll. “Lilith’s my… my aunt!”

(He’d never actually called her ‘aunt’ out loud before… It felt weird.)

“Your ‘ant’?” echoed the Collector. He held his fingers around his eyelids, widening them, and scanned the floor. “Is she really small?”

King enunciated, “My aun-t! I’m her nephew—“

“Her?” the Collector gasped. He clenched his fists. Something wooden-sounding clattered onto the floor behind King.

Turning, King’s saw that it was Lilith’s lifeless body. She looked like one of King’s discarded toys.

Before King could run over to Lilith, the Collector grabbed his hand.

“You don’t have to be her nephew anymore,” the Collector snapped, squeezing King’s claws. “She can’t tell you what to do now. You’re safe with me!”

“Um…” King glanced from the Collector to Lilith.

Did the Collector know about Lilith’s past— when she was the leader of the Emperor’s Coven? Maybe he’d overheard her talking to Belos about capturing Eda? And King, by extension?

King had to tread carefully, or else Lilith might get tossed out a window.

“Look… I don’t know what you’ve heard about Lilith,” King said hesitantly, “but she was only working for Belos because she thought he could heal Eda’s curse.”

That wasn’t completely true; Lilith had relished in her high status, her free reign over magic, and the resources granted to her by the Emperor’s Coven. She had gone about enforcing the Emperor’s will… but King would skip that part.

Waving towards Lilith, King went on, “She betrayed Belos and stopped working for him a… a while ago. She helped us beat him. She’s on our side—“

“Did she ever trick you?” the Collector whispered. “Or hurt you?” His eyes darted over the crack in King’s skull and his left horn.

“N-no…”

Lilith her never personally come after King— aside from catching him when he and Luz went to rescue Eda— but right before that, she had threatened Luz’s life…

If Luz hadn’t been present, would Lilith have used King as bait for Eda?

“Don’t lie, King,” the Collector warned him.

“I’m not…” King trailed off when the Collector kept frowning. King admitted, “O-okay, so maybe she did lie to me, but then, everyone was lying to me at one point.”

Eda and Luz had lied about him being the Demon King, because they thought the truth would hurt him more. Lilith had actually been the one to shed doubt on the lie… but she had played along for a short while at Luz’s request.

“Phillip always lied,” the Collector mumbled. He loosened his hold on King’s hand. “And he liked to hurt his nephews.”

“O-oh…” King’s swallowed. Of course— this was about Hunter (as usual)!

Had the Collector witnessed Belos attacking Hunter— or the previous Golden Guards?

“Lilith won’t hurt me,” King vowed.

Yes, Lilith had made mistakes— lots of them— but this had all stemmed from her need to join the Emperor’s Coven when she was a kid.

(How many other kids had Belos indoctrinated into his coven system over the years?)

The lack of attention from Lilith’s parents might have had something to do with it… King could definitely relate to that, with his father’s absence. If Eda hadn’t found him, would King have become more like Lilith?

Cold, cutthroat and apathetic? Lonely, unwanted and filled with remorse?

Willing to grovel at a tyrant’s feet if they threw her a scrap of recognition?

Though King would never go as far as cursing his sister… he couldn’t act like he was completely innocent.

Like Lilith, he’d hurt his family several times:

He’d scrapped Luz’s story ideas and signed a writing contract, which almost got them both crushed inside a box.

Then, he’d (accidentally) shrunk himself, Luz, and their friends at the carnival.

Luz had nearly died accompanying him to Titan Trapper Island…

And not to mention, the almighty Child from the Stars King had released upon the Demon Realm.

King nodded. “She’s not perfect, but she’s nowhere near as bad as Bel— Philip.”

The Collector hummed.

“Please!” King begged, clasping his claws together. “Please, Collector… Lilith’s… She’s the only one who can help Eda.” (A tiny lie— but King had no idea where Morton or the other elixir-sellers were!)

Looking at Eda again, King let his eyes well with tears. “I don’t know what I’d do without Eda—“

“Ugh, fiiiiine!” The Collector sighed like he’d just been asked to clean his room. “But Lilith can’t stay here!”

The Collector popped two fingers in his mouth. He inhaled and blew out air.

King almost found this funny. “Are you… trying to whistle?”

“I can do it!” the Collector insisted. On a second attempt, he managed to let out a loud whistle.

King gasped as a bright blue star soared into the room. It looked big enough for both King and the Collector to fit on.

The Collector hopped onto the star and steered it towards King, picking him up. King clung to the star for dear life as they left the Archive House. (It was more spacious than Eda’s staff, but still terrifying!)

Behind him, King heard a screech. He glanced back to see that Eda and Lilith were following them on their own stars. (King wasn’t sure what power was helping them stick to the stars, but he hoped it wouldn’t fail!)

“Woohooooo!” the Collector cried as they shot across the sky like a comet. “Isn’t this fun, King?”

“Ye-yep!”

Much to King’s relief, their star-ride soon descended into a forest of purple trees, their leaves glittering with tiny blue crystals. King was reminded of Luz with her purple cloak and her Light Glyphs.

Their star landed on the grass, as did Eda’s, before vanishing.

Compared to the pandemonium at the Titan’s skull, it was eerily peaceful here…

until Lilith was unceremoniously dropped onto the grass beside them.

Startled, Eda snarled and charged at Lilith.

Throwing himself at Eda’s feathery chest— holding her back from Lilith’s body— King shouted, “Eda—STOP!”

It was useless; Eda knocked him aside and lowered her head to Lilith, nudging her.

The Collector hovered upside down above them. “Is Eda hungry?”

“N-no!” King protested as he sat up.“Collector, do something!”

Watching Eda, King held his breath. He half-feared and half-hoped Lilith would awaken and morph into her Raven Beast form. Anything would be better than that dead-eyed puppet stare…

The Collector lifted his hand— palm facing Lilith and Eda. Eda froze.

The yellow crescent moon sigil(?) flew off Lilith’s forehead and into the Collector’s hand.

A blue light shone around Lilith. Her limbs lost their wood-like texture. Life returned to her eyes.

Lilith gasped, threw out her arm and bolted up on the grass. “HOOTSIFER… H-huh? King…?”

Trembling, Lilith gaped at King as he edged towards her. Questions tripped out of her mouth. “King, what’s going on—? Where are we?” Her eyes widened at Eda. “When did Edalyn transform…?”

The Collector landed next to them.

Lilith exclaimed, “Y-you…!”

She leapt to her feet and pulled King away from the Collector.

The Collector’s eyes glowed ominously. “King stays with me.”

Lilith put herself in front of King. “I won’t let you hurt my nephew!”

King was touched; Lilith no longer viewed him as a pest or an all-powerful god, but as her family.

She was trying to shield him from what was probably the strongest being the Demon Realm had ever seen.

King was so proud of his aunt, but right now, he needed her to stand down.

“Whoa, guys!” King interrupted before Lilith could be turned back into a puppet. “It’s okay! Lilith?” (She turned her head to him.) “The Collector is my friend. He very kindly set you free when I asked him to.”

“Really?” Lilith said, not sounding very convinced.

“It’s true!”

“Really,” King said through gritted teeth. “He changed you back into a witch, so you could find a way to heal Eda’s curse.”

“That’s our deal,” the Collector said. “You’ll heal Eda and leave us alone.”

“R-right!” King agreed. He stepped out from behind Lilith.

“Are you sure about this, King?” Lilith breathed.

“I can hear you!” the Collector yelled.

King nodded to Lilith. Lilith rested her hand on his skull, before letting him return to the Collector’s side.

Lilith bowed her head to the Collector, blue hair obscuring her face. “Thank you for freeing me, merciful Collector. I have but one request, if I may…”

The Collector huffed impatiently. “What?”

“I may require assistance if I am to heal Edalyn as swiftly as possible. Would you please free my friend Hootsifer as well—?”

“Maybe later,” the Collector dismissed.

When Lilith raised her head, she was scowling.

The Collector whistled again— summoning two stars this time. He lifted Eda up on one star. He led King onto the other.

“Bye… Lilith,” King called. (He’d considered calling ‘Aunt Lilith’ but he didn’t want to upset the Collector.) “Good luck!”

“Goodbye, King.” Lilith smiled softly. “Be careful… Take care of Eda and try to get Hooty out, if you can. I’ll bring you Eda’s elixir—“

“You’d better,” the Collector said darkly.

With that, he took off with King and Eda, leaving Lilith alone in the forest.

#The owl house #For the future #for the future spoilers #The Collector #king clawthorne #lilith clawthorne #King toh #the collecter toh #King & the Collector #King & Lilith #Eda is there too but she doesn’t get much interaction #The Owl House #Toh fanfic #AO3 is down so posting this straight to Tumblr #My writing #my fics #owl house season 3

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sir-tarhos-et-compagna · 1 year

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Knightly thoughts on the other killers, Part 1

Trapper: I think he is proficient in his craft. I would gladly accept him in my dominion if he taught us a few things. Wraith: I know a little about this ghastly moor, but something tells me he's more a victim of that dismal realm than a bloodlusting reaper as I am. Hillbilly: Whoever gave this raging peasant that buzzing weapon of him, either made a fatal mistake or a great decision. I love how much blood does his weapon spill. Maybe I shalt ask Amanda to help us with forging something similar. Nurse: I heard tales of such apparitions. Why are hospitalier sisters usually so vengeful and refusing to rest in peace? Shape: This man... He may look ordinary, but I almost can feel something is inside him. A demon to rival Iblis or The Entity. I... must admit, even for me this thing is frightening. Hag: Hm... maybe the church is corrupt, but now I understand why they should abhor and burn the witches. Doctor: This moorish sorcerer looks truly vile. A perfect example why magic is heresy and why you shouldn't trust moors. Even though I do not fear him, I'll better avoid him for good. Huntress: I always enjoyed tales about brave Scythian warrior women. Though, this one seems weak-minded. Did she lose her sanity fighting off Mongolian horde? Cannibal: Another mindless peasant with that ehm... buzz-sword. Who the bloody Gehenna said peasants can have such powerful weapons? Still, I like this one more than uhm... Hill...billy. The other one. Because that Bubba reminds me of my dear friend Sander a little. Nightmare: I swear, if he kindly will not cease his tries to enter my mind, I will find an exorcist whatever it will cost me. Pig: Amanda... She art a treasure, being both a prodigious craftswoman and the bonniest lass of the realm. I slew a dozen heretics in her name and hath the inspiration for more. Clown: Did I already say a role of a carnifex would better suit that man?

#tarhos kovács #the knight dbd #dead by daylight #dbd ask blog #dbd killers #thoughts #the pig dbd

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hiraethhh-h · 2 years

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dead by daylight masterlist

if i missed anything, pls don't hesitate to let me know! <3

🌙 = personal favs.

🌸 = request

anna - the huntress

anna (the huntress) with a fem!s/o (HCs) 🌙 🌸

anna (the huntress) with a gn!reader who’s as strong as her but is clumsy (HCs) 🌸

anna (the huntress) adopting a clumsy gn!reader (HCs) 🌸

michael, anna, and pyramid head with a gn!s/o who (somehow) gets high during a trial (HCs) 🌸

amanda young - the pig

fluff with amanda (the pig) between trials (Scenario) 🌙 🌸

amanda (the pig) with a strong gn!s/o who isn’t afraid to use their strength in or out of trials (HCs) 🌸

pyramid head - the executioner

Double Cheeked Up (Scenario/Crack) 🌙

pyramid head with a gn!s/o who always pets him and scratches/rubs him underneath his helmet (Scenario) 🌙 🌸

pyramid head cuddling with his gn!s/o (HCs) 🌸

michael, anna, and pyramid head with a gn!s/o who (somehow) gets high during a trial (HCs) 🌸

hugging pyramid head from behind (Scenario) 🌙 🌸

danny (ghostface), evan (the trapper), and pyramid head with a skittish gn!reader (HCs) 🌸

it's fine (every time) (Scenario/Vent) 🌙

pyramid head, frank (the legion), and joey (the legion) general male!s/o hc’s (HCs) 🌸

minute (Prompt/Scenario)

anger (Prompt/Scenario)

frank m. - the legion

danny (ghostface) and frank (the legion) with a gn alt!s/o who doesn’t care in trials but is sweet on them (HCs) 🌸

frank (the legion) with a gn!s/o who talked to joey (the legion) before their relationship (HCs) 🌸

pyramid head, frank (the legion), and joey (the legion) general male!s/o hc’s (HCs) 🌸

julie k. - the legion

julie with a gn!s/o who's the cause of her gay awakening (Scenario) 🌸

susie l. - the legion

(all content with susie are platonic or with a reader who's the same age as her. NO NSFW AS SHE'S 16.)

susie (the legion) with a fem!s/o who’s the same age as her (HCs) 🌸

joey - the legion

joey with a sarcastic s/o who only shows their soft side to him (HCs) 🌸

joey with a gn!s/o who's used against him in trials (HCs) 🌸

survivor!joey general HC's/being his gn!s/o (HCs) 🌸

pyramid head, frank (the legion), and joey (the legion) general male!s/o hc’s (HCs) 🌸

evan macmillan - the trapper

evan (the trapper) with a short gn!s/o who randomly hugs him and says “i love you” (Scenario) 🌸

danny (ghostface), evan (the trapper), and pyramid head with a skittish gn!reader (HCs) 🌸

philip ojomo - the wraith

philip (the wraith) with a gn!s/o who doesn’t come back after he hooks them (HCs) 🌸

philip (the wraith) friends to (maybe?) lovers with a fem!reader (HCs) 🌸

sally smithson - the nurse

general sally (the nurse) headcanons 🌸

danny "jed olsen" johnson - ghostface

Quirked Up White Boy Goated with the Sauce (Scenario/Crack)

Smile for the Camera :) (Scenario)

Comfort (Scenario/Vent) 🌙

painting danny, michael, and herman's nails & their reactions (HCs) 🌸

danny (ghostface), evan (the trapper), and pyramid head with a skittish gn!reader (HCs) 🌸

danny (ghostface) and frank (the legion) with a gn alt!s/o who doesn’t care in trials but is sweet on them (HCs) 🌸

danny (ghostface) with a photogenic fem!s/o (HCs) 🌸

michael myers - the shape

painting danny, michael, and herman's nails & their reactions (HCs) 🌸

michael myers with a fem killer!s/o who loves to paint his nails and braid his hair (HCs) 🌸

michael, anna, and pyramid head with a gn!s/o who (somehow) gets high during a trial (HCs) 🌸

michael myers' gn!s/o giving him a bath (Scenario) 🌙 🌸

herman carter - the doctor

painting danny, michael, and herman's nails & their reactions (HCs) 🌸

herman (the doctor) with a fem!s/o with fangs (HCs) 🌸

herman (the doctor) with an insecure fem killer!s/o who suddenly bursts out crying (HCs) 🌸

nemesis t-type

funny moments with jill v., carlos o., and nemesis (Scenario)

jill valentine

funny moments with jill v., carlos o., and nemesis (Scenario)

ji-woon hak - the trickster

ji-woon hak (the trickster) with an extremely altruistic fem!s/o who is also good at dodging attacks (HCs) 🌸

extra

dbd killers reactions to my nicknames for them (HCs/crack) 🌙

#bee's masterlists #dead by daylight x reader #dbd x you #dbd x reader #dead by daylight #dbd #dead by daylight requests #dbd requests

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thebreakfastgenie · 11 months

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People I think Hawkeye is likely to stay in touch with after the war, loosely in order but like it's fluid:

Trapper and Charles They're both in New England, so just geographically it's the most feasible. I think if Hawkeye and Trapper get back in touch once they're both stateside, they stay friends for the rest of their lives. With Charles, if Hawkeye does go back to surgery at some point (which is very much left open as a possibility) they're in the same professional world, and after GFA they have a lot in common.

Sidney I just think there's too much potential with this relationship and how GFA affects them. I think they stay in touch as friends--Sidney does not become his longterm therapist--but he's someone Hawkeye reaches out to for advice or clarity on certain things. Mostly letters and phone calls, maybe the occasional in person visit because New York is a trip but not unreasonably far.

Klinger I think Klinger stays in touch with Hawkeye. The letters may not be frequent but they are heartfelt and Hawkeye enjoys getting them and always answers. I think it's probably just letters, with maybe one in-person visit if they happen to be in the same area for some reason. Klinger may write to some of the others too but I definitely think he would write to Hawkeye, they just have a connection.

BJ I think Hawkeye and BJ stay on Christmas card terms forever. On and off there are probably more personal letters of varying frequencies. Maybe a few phone calls over the years, but not often. I give them fifty-fifty odds or slightly worse of ever seeing each other in person again. But they always remember each other fondly and are genuinely happy when they think of the other living their lives. Friendships come in different shapes and I think this is theirs. I think when they speak of each other it's always "my friend..." even if they haven't spoken in years.

Margaret Margaret is hard to place so I don't really consider her place on this list truly numerical. I think it's likely they cross paths again but I couldn't tell you where or when or how it happens. I think they're very close when they do see each other but can go a long time without any contact.

Radar If Radar had stayed until the end he'd be higher but as it is, I'm just not sure. I could see it going either way. It would basically just be letters and Radar would have to initiate contact. Maybe he does and maybe he doesn't, but Hawkeye would answer if he did. If Radar and Patty get married after the war ends maybe he invites Hawkeye.

Frank, Mulcahy, and Potter I think all of these are very unlikely. Not that Hawkeye wouldn't be happy to run into Mulcahy by chance, but I don't think he particularly tries to stay in touch with him.

Henry Henry is dead obviously but I can't get the thought of Hawkeye sending Lorraine and the kids a letter out of my head so like. Maybe.

#none of these are HARD headcanons I go other ways in fic sometimes #mashposting

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rescue-ram · 2 months

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F / P / T / U

F - What’s the longest you’ve ever been in a fandom?

I mean, by some definitions of "in fandom" 20+ years, but most of those are pretty passive- like, I still enjoy it and will seek out content once or twice a year, but I'm not actively engaged. I think the longest I've been actively engaged is about 4 years?

P - Invent a random AU for any fandom (we always need more ideas).

This is awful but I feel like a MASH but they're Transformers AU would actually work... The way their nicknames already almost scan as TF names lol... But Hawkeye and Trapper as neutrals who get rescued by the Autobots and shanghaied into the medical corps, and they can't exactly let people die right in front of them when they could help but they didn't want to be involved in the war... BJ who's been separated from his Conjux Peg and their sparkling Erin who's the one of the few sparklings forged in millennia and he's super anxious and over protective of her... Also I feel like BJ would be a seeker, Trapper is a different model of aerial like maybe a copter or else something very functional like a dump truck, Hawkeye is a grounder and probably an ambulance on Earth, Radar is a minicon who's lost his partner, Margaret is a seeker, and Frank is a grounder who has a complex about seekers kfjf.

T - Do you have any hard and fast headcanons that you will die defending?

I feel like I never know how intensely I believe something until I see it being contradicted kfkfk.

A couple off the dome from least to most crazy...

Trapper is a middle child who grew up poor.

I have very strong opinions on how the Force works in Star Wars and it DOES bother me when it's written as a super power rather than a spiritual/mental discipline

Rodimus was a priest of a schismatic sect before the war

Chase was life partners with his gun minicon before the war, but his partner was requisitioned by the army and they never saw each other again

U - Three favorite characters from three different fandoms, and why they’re your favorites.

Scott Summers- I imprinted on him at an early age, he's a delightful mix of angsty and competent, he's got a pretty deadpan sense of humor, I genuinely like his relationships with other characters, he sucks in surprisingly realistic ways that make him feel grounded for a ridiculous comic book character, and he's fun to subject to Situations.

Rodimus- Insanely underrated and underappreciated protagonist! I like that he copes with Literally All of That with humor and making his own purpose in the world. In the IDW continuity, there are a lot of Implications that are never really explored in canon that can be followed up in fanfic (or in my case daydreaming because it's too complex/too many characters for me lol) I also really like his relationship with Drift, and I think he's got an interesting relationship to spirituality where he's simultaneously a true believer AND literally tells God to his literal face to go to hell jcjcj.

Trapper- I want a buddy like him :') Literally friend shaped, very funny and played with a lot of sensitivity by Wayne, I feel like there's lots of room to expand on the boy and he's an excellent comfort character, both for envisioning in cozy situations and for subjecting to Situations. He's literally just fun.

#thank you for the ask friend ❤️#this meme is making me nostalgic lol...

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henry-blake-offishial · 2 years

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I think Radar's behaviour in "Fallen Idol", his reaction to Hawkeye's "failure", goes way back to the day on which they learned that Henry didn't make it home. It's implied that offscreen between seasons 3 and 4, Hawkeye must have had a mental breakdown, that's why he was away from the unit for several days and came back in that rather disheveled state. He was in a state the unit couldn't handle, so Frank, of all people, signed that R&R and that has to mean something about how Hawkeye took that loss.

But Radar, who was even closer to Henry, stayed. He watched Hawkeye break down and more importantly, he couldn't rely on Hawkeye's shoulder to cry on. Radar probably didn't have any other choice than to stay strong, and maybe that caused kind of a rift in their relationship.

And then Hawkeye disappointed Radar again and Radar accused Hawkeye of not being there and reliable when he's really and truly needed. When Radar really and truly needs him. And Hawkeye says it's not his fault and that he's just not built like that and that he's not here to meet other people's expectations and that Radar's expectations are too high. And Radar doesn't understand that Hawkeye just can't go through that again, losing another dear friend to the war and it's maybe the only thing Hawkeye's not able to hide in jokes and laughter, it's one of his biggest fears. And maybe Hawkeye wanted to see Trapper so desperately before he catched the plane because Hawkeye was afraid he'd die, too, and because Hawkeye came back ten minutes late, he wouldn't have been able to see Trap one last time.

Radar doesn't acknowledge Hawkeye's trauma and Hawkeye doesn't acknowledge Radar's need for protection and it shapes Radar and he kind of disassociates himself from his friends because he learns that in the end, he'll be alone with his worries. And then he fights with Hawkeye just before he leaves, all those bottled-up feelings they never talked about. If Hawkeye would've opened up, he'd told Radar that he lost his mother at a young age, and a few months back he lost Henry, and he just couldn't take it. He broke. And he knows how that feels and he knows how Radar feels over the loss of his uncle. And Radar had to grow up when Henry died but a part of him refused to do so, and still he left the 4077th as a man who's gone through some serious hardship and I'm sure Hawkeye was afraid he wouldn't make it home, too. I'm sure they were both anxious and shivered all the way on the plane as they went over the sea when they were finally going home.

#I don't know why I had to think about this now but damn #m*a*s*h #hawkeye pierce #radar o'reilly #henry blake

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majorbaby · 11 months

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BJ goes to Maine (derogatory) ??? 😈😈😈

hah, if you want something done right at all, do it yourself.

a messy spin on the classic mash fandom trope: BJ bolts in the middle of the night, Peg isn't saintly about her husband leaving her and their toddler to be with his war buddy, Hawkeye's not sure how he feels about a relationship with a 'war buddy', Daniel is like ??? about all of it aka my audience surrogate.

it might be a loose prequel to "friend is a four letter word" where Hawkeye and straight ally Trapper try to make sense of the whole thing.

i've posted this excerpt before but here it is again. slightly more polished (rated M and implied dubcon)

BJ’s mind does a funny thing where it moves a mile a minute, but in one direction, towards one thing. It’s like when he’d first hit empty road coming out of San Francisco. Hours and hours on his bike, the peripherals whizzing by fade into nothing, until all he can see is a single fixed point in front of him.

Right now the whole world is a blur but for Hawkeye, there in the middle of BJ’s focus. It’s a nice place to be. Forced to look forward, there’s neither a war nor a wife left behind that he can remember clearly.

“Beej?” says Hawkeye, and BJ wonders if his name had always sounded like that coming from Hawkeye’s mouth. Honeyed.

BJ steps closer. Hawkeye has set down his book on the half of the double bed that is undisturbed, and he’s squinting at BJ in the low light of his reading lamp.

“Can’t sleep.” BJ says, taking another step closer, so that he’s standing directly in Hawkeye’s light.

Hawkeye clears his throat. “Need a some water?” he smiles. “A warm glass of milk? What do you do with Erin? Like father, like–”

BJ sits suddenly and looks at Hawkeye sharply. The action cuts off Hawkeye’s sentence.

“Please don’t,” BJ struggles. His focus shakes a bit, but the image doesn’t change. It’s still Hawkeye. “What’s wrong?” asks Hawkeye, innocently. He’s probably thinking BJ’s had a nightmare. Or else he thinks BJ can’t get to sleep in the first place.

“Nothing.” BJ surges home, towards his anchor, towards the beacon of light that’s always been there at the end of a long, dark tunnel. It’s taken shape at last. It’s Hawkeye, here with him, in the peace and quiet of his childhood home. He cups Hawkeye’s face with one hand as he kisses him. It feels strange to have stubble beneath his hand while he does this. But he can get used to it, he’s sure. It can grow on him. It will, because it’s Hawkeye.

With one knee up on Hawkeye’s bed, BJ is painfully aware of tightness in his pants, but can’t bring himself to be embarrassed about it. Not even when he shifts his weight all onto Hawkeye, and they go tumbling onto the bed, and he’s sure Hawkeye can feel his erection through the thin bedspread and their pajamas. He hasn’t allowed himself to imagine this moment, so he just goes based on instinct and maybe a few memories of being in the backseat of his father’s Chrysler. He thrusts against what he thinks might be the inside of one of Hawkeye’s thighs, or maybe it’s the lower part of his torso. Wherever it is on him, it feels good.

#wip stuff #thank you!#ask game

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mara-xx217 · 1 year

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Hello! I found out about you through AO3 after reading some of your works and let me tell you, you write beautifully! Hope it's okay to make a request 💗

I was thinking of a reader who is a team player willing to act as bait so that the other survivors won't be sacrificed. She refuses to escape if there is a chance that someone can be saved last minute, even if she is kinda clumsy when escaping from the killer herself. Which killers do you think would take interest in her?

Thank you for reading!

Hrrmmm...

Evan Macmillan/The Trapper

it's the principle that you abide by, even in the face of pain and death, that fascinates him

your stubbornness pisses him off, your altruism is pathetic, the way you look up at him defiantly when your stumbling over yourself is infuriating yet he can nearly see his own reflection from a time long since passed

perhaps one of the few times where he has the urge to gouge out another human beings eyes- he can't stand the way you look at him

you will die a hundred thousand deaths by his hand- as well as the friends you so desperately try to protect- yet you never stop standing in his way

you anger him, he wants to break you, make you beg, make you forsake the morals you stand for- will you outlast him in the end?

Max Thompson Jr./The Hillbilly

he is accustomed to the worst that humanity has to offer, seeing the exact opposite is akin to experiencing whiplash

jealousy is the crowning emotion that he experiences- he covets what you freely gift to those you deem worthy, what you sacrifice for them and what you bear for them and what he never once experienced in his short and miserable life

jealousy turns into rage- a childlike rage that is devastating and blinding- it isn't fair

it isn't fair

it isn't fair-

Herman Carter/The Doctor

yet another interesting aspect of humanity for the Doctor to experiment with

altruism is a joke- perhaps one of the most self destructive and self serving aspects that a human being can indulge in- yet you freely and confidently indulge in it on a daily and public basis

you are either very selfish and deceptive or you truly buy into the myth of "the needs of the many out weigh the few"- the Doctor is interested in testing your resolve in this matter thoroughly

will you continue to protect your fellow survivor after facing horrors beyond your comprehension?- will you still preach and spew your self righteous bullshit when you are on the receiving end of what your "friends" would have endured in your stead?

don't disappoint the Doctor- prove him wrong, he's so bored of always being right...

Danny Johnson/Ghostface

what's better than tormenting a precious little toy that thinks they have the moral high ground?- not much, given that Ghostface has seen the worst of what humanity has to offer at their lowest and most pathetic moments

you think you can endure the pain and suffering of others?- you don't understand the gravity of the commitment that you just made, little toy

he'll break you- he'll make you forsake the ones that you claim to love and that you would supposedly die for

in the end, he'll prove that you are just the same as the rest, the same as him- you are only doing this for your own gratification, for your own grandiose sense of purpose and self worth

you aren't a martyr- you are a charlatan just like the rest

Michael Myers/The Shape

you aren't anything special, merely another plaything for him to break- you aren't the first to stand against him but you are the most persistent

killing you never gets old- there are too many different ways to break a human being for the Shape to grow bored of you- yet there is something akin to annoyance that creeps up the back of his neck when you continuously stand against him without wavering

what happens when a force of nature slams against a brick wall?- its sure to crumble and fall, yet it can be rebuilt and reinforced- you are that brick wall that the Shape keeps forcing himself against

you won't stop him from killing your friends- you can't- yet you still try and time to time you succeed

infuriating

@prettycutebunny, @infinitewhore, @kennbb, @slutwithadegree, @dead-bxxxtch-walking, @space-arsonist, @pink-soft-shadow, @sinlessdesire, @hoemine

#dead by daylight #dbd #dbd the trapper #dbd the hillbilly #dbd the doctor #dbd ghostface #micheal myers #ask response

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