#claudette morel x reader
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Hello C: may i ask for a matchup with dbd survivors? Imma put the info here,
I use she/her pronouns and i’m bisexual.
I have long black hair with bangs, i’m 5’2, I’m very feminine, I tend to wear a girly style(like long skirts, cardigans, loafers, hairbands, jewelry, etc).
🫶🏼I am an ISFJ 9w1, I have an Aqua moon/sun and virgo rising, I am a true neutral, My love language is touch and quality time, I like to tease close friends, I have been described as shy,friendly, understanding, accepting, kind hearted, open minded, self sacrificing, and supportive, People have also said that i give out a very chill and comforting aura. Ppl tend to vent to me easily (which i don’t mind!!). Some of my flaws are that i have pretty bad trust issues, socially awkward yet social(it’s literally the worst), slow, paranoid, a bit sensitive, VERY snappy when mad and forgetful. Idk if it helps but here are some of my kins, Aimee Gibbs, Sayori, perfuma, Tanjiro Kamado, Lain, Rory gilmore, Nana komatsu, Mindy meeks, elle woods, rarity, Kaworu Nagisa, and Tahani Al Jamil!! :)
🫶🏼My hobbies are making outfits, reading, ceramics, journaling, and shopping. My interests are HORROR, perfumes, fashion, and psychology! Some facts about me is that I babysit! I major in psychology and plan to work in child development, and i would love to have a job as a florist as well! I LOVE music, like i literally can’t live with out it lol.
that’s it! sorry if i put too much info, i tend to go a bit overboard on these. thank you and have a nice day(remember to take breaks!!)<3
Claudette would be a good match for you!
Honestly? You remind me quite a bit of Claudette! Both of you are kind, sensitive, open-minded, and supportive, to name a few.
If you met in the Fog, she would really appreciate having someone with a calming, relaxing aura; while Claudette isn't as anxious as some of the other Survivors, she tends to be the one many go to for advice, remedies, etc. While I'm not saying she'd go to you like that, necessarily, having someone around who can help her relax is a very welcome change.
However, if you do lend an ear to her when she needs to vent, she'll appreciate it more than you may know. She is incredibly used to not really getting the chance to share what's on her mind, her troubles, or her anxieties as usually she doesn't have someone to do so with, or the time isn't appropriate. You providing her with a space (bonus points if you're very reassuring and supportive with words, too) means the world to her.
More than happy to indulge you in both of your love languages: while she's not huge on PDA, hand holding, head-on-shoulder relaxing, and the occasional head-in-lap nap are some of her favorite ways to touch and be close to you. Doesn't matter who's resting on who - she just loves being physical with you in such a tender manner, especially if you two have time to yourselves.
Claude is a very patient, understanding person. She understands that you have trust issues and tend to be anxious and a bit paranoid, and is more than willing to let you take your time to warm up to things. She has pretty thick skin, to a degree - while she can get a bit flustered if someone snaps at her or is particularly rude, it, more often than not, rolls right off her back, and this extends to you (especially if she knows you're struggling at the time).
Thinks your interest in regards to working in childcare is sweet, and loves that you like flowers enough to want to be a florist!
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That Claudette fic still exists and I'm still gonna finish it and release it, but I'm thinking I'm just gonna do whatever the hell I want and stop putting myself in boxes and shit and saying I can't do x until y is done because nothing is gonna ever be posted then.
So when I can get the energy to do it, expect more stuff for Dwight and Ghostie in particular because obviously.
And especially that longer fic that I mentioned a while ago that's Ghostfield and Kingfield all in one. It's been living in my head rent free for so long and I wanna work on it some more. The first character is done and most of chapter 2 is written already too.
For that one, I won't lie there's a lot of smut to be had and it starts right away. It begins with smut lol. But I wanted to do more that make it just a smut fic and I was trying to think about exactly how I wanted to go about doing that.
I have to get back to work now for my day job tho so have a good day everyone and be nice to yourselves 💗
#dead by daylight#dbd#deadbydaylight#about me#dwight fairfield#danny johnson#ghost face#jed olsen#the ghost face#danny jed olsen johnson#danny johnson x dwight fairfield#david king x dwight fairfield#ghostfield#kingfield#claudette morel#dbd claudette#claudette morel x reader
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Not Allowed
Dbd!Myers x f!Reader
Reader it’s new to the realm, she gets a good first impression on everyone; killer and survivor. Tho there’s certain someone who seams to became too obsessed with her. She doesn’t get it, she thinks this killer hates her with all their guts. Sooner than later she finds that some interactions and relationships are not allowed in the realm.
WG: Some angst and cursing Michael actually talks but this is not actually a warning lol mentions of death, blood and gore. Michael and Ghostface have a bromance cause deep down they are besties. Dbd!Michael it’s based on RZ! Michael here. Use if y/n twice on the entire fic. Ghostface removes his mask. Michael removes his mask. Big old Pewpaw Kazan Yamaoka, aka, the ink is a great hugger. Happy ending(?)
You were brand new to the realm, like a new born baby. You didn’t understand what was going on, one night you went to bed and the next thing you know it’s the uncomfortable feeling of grass and wood sticks on your back. This was beyond clear that it wasn’t your bed.
You woke up scared as hell in an unknown forest to you, it’s was late at night you could tell and you didn’t met a single soul this far. All of that was vanished when the sound of what it seemed a camp fire stroked your ears, and for your surprise it wasn’t just a camp fire you could distinguish the sound of human voices too. It didn’t seem too far from were you currently were. So you walked a little faster while covering your chest with your own arms in a sutil attempt to combat the cold weather.
You stepped closer to the people in the camp fire to ask for help and maybe an answer to what was going on here. As you got closer could see a bunch of girls and a few boys. One of the girls had red hair and running clothes, the Oder one had short black hair, she was wearing glasses, the other one had also shirt hair, she was wearing a black and red shirt and loosen pants, on the other side; one of the boys was tall with very short black hair and when you herd him taking he had a british accent, the other boy had also black hair but it reached the mid of his face.
“Uhm, excuse me?” You said. Your voice low but clear. The red hair girl turned around to look at you. Suddenly everyone stopped talking.
“Oh my god…” The red hair girl stated. “Guys…I think we have a new partner!” She continued.
Everyone smiled at you and presented themselves. It turned out the red hair girl’s name was Meg Thomas, the girl with the glasses was Claudette Morel, the other girl was Nea Karlson, the British guy was David King and the other guy was Jake Park.
“Did you just arrived?” Claudette asked.
“Yeah…I don’t know where I am.” You stated.
“What’s your name girl?” Meg asked.
“Where are you from?” Another question, this time Jake.
“She’s gonna need a lot of help.” You herd David talking.
“Guys, why don’t we just let her sit with us and let her talk?” Nea said. It was the first time she talked.
You smiled for the first time.
You sat next to Meg and Nea and proceeded to tell every detail about you, your name, your age, where were you from. You told them that last night you had a fight with your parents and when you went to sleep you woke up here.
“We get you, we really do.” Jake spoke.
Everyone told you their personal story. How they end up here, but most important of all they told you what was going on in this place.
“There’s uhm…there’s something that we call the entity, that rules all of this place. She can do what she pleases with us and with everyone.” Nea talked looking at you.
“To survive and to keep every thing, no matter how small it might be, here with us, like some food and water, we have to go through trials.” Jake explained.
“Trials?” You asked confused.
“Yeah, we must repair five generators to open the exit gates.” Meg continued.
“That’s it? Just five generators? It’s a piece of cake…” you laughed.
“I wouldn’t say that if i were you…” David looked at you.
“Why not?” You talked back.
David sight, then he explained the most difficult part.
“We must face a killer that will be with us in the same place.”
“WHAT!? A real killer? Like from slasher movies?” You stated.
“Yes, a real killer.” David stated.
“N-no, no, I wanna go home, please!” You yell at the sky hopping this entity would hear you and somehow pity you.
Everyone looked at you with sad eyes, they knew you weren’t going home anytime sooner.
“Wish we could do something about it, I’m so sorry.” Jake spoke again after a long time.
You moved your head to the sides and looked down, a long sigh scapes your mouth. “Shit…” that’s all that came from you. Everyone remained silent for a while until you spoke again.
“So, how this trial thing works?”
“Well, the entity select some of us for the trial, four survivors to be exact. To help you in the trial you can carrie an object with you, this objects being a toolbox or a flashlight or a med kit and others. Every object has their own use, the toolbox can be use on the generators or to sabotage the hooks the killer use to hook us, by the way; the killer’s main goal is to hook us all in those hooks, flashlights are meant to blind the killer and save your teammates that se going to get hook, and last but not least the med kit as its name suggests can be use to heal yourself or your teammates. Also when you get hook-“ Claudette was interrupted by survivors who just came back from a trial. Four survivors emerged from the dar fog of this place.
“Gosh, that trial was so easy, I need something more challenging!” A young girl with blonde hair spoke.
“Hey Laurie, who was the killer this time?” David asked her.
Laurie? Like the same Laurie from the Halloween movies? You thought to yourself. The intrigue of knowing if you were right was eating your brain, you know you wouldn’t last any longer so you had to ask her.
“The trickster.” This girl said looking at David.
“Uhm excuse me, Laurie? Like Laurie Strode form the Halloween movies?” You finally asked her.
“Yes! I’m her. You must be new right?” She smiled back at you.
“Yes, in fact I got here a few moments ago.” You then proceed to present yourself.
“So nice to meet you! I know we’re gonna be good friends, watcha say new girl?” Laurie had a content face. New girl huh? You liked the new nickname.
“I hope so! By the way I loved that nickname!” Laurie smiled back at your words.
Nea joined your conversation with Laurie explaining further more how the trials work.
“Continuing with the trials, we’re gonna spawn in a map. In this map you will find certain constructions you can use to loop the killer, evade them or confuse them.
“Ok.” You listen very carefully to what Nea said.
Sooner than later you realize that some of the survivors that came with Laurie were from the Resident Evil game franchise. Leon and Jill were here, you wondered if others form the same games were too. You smiled when you saw Chris and Claire in this place too. You presented yourself like you did with everyone else and they seemed to like you as much as the rest did.
“We should tell you that some survivors came along with their respective killers, generally they are related to them. For example, Leon and me came along with Nemesis.” Jill explained.
“So…if you guys came along with Nemesis that means you Laurie came along with M-“
“Yes, I came along with Michael Myers.” She finished the sentence for you. The second you hear that afirmation you knew you no longer wanted to get back home.
“Gosh that’s awesome! I love the Halloween movies, as much as the Resident Evil games or the Scream movies. I love Halloween season so much, and Halloween loves me.” You gave the guys a mischievous smile.
“That’s great! But do let me tell you that most of the killers aren’t nice as us survivors. Some of them lack empathy and act rude. Tho I have to say some killers are nice sometimes.” Leon’s voice was calm but it sounded firm.
“I see, so uhm…Michael?” Your question was meant to find out how he acts in this place.
“Well, Michael has his “I think I could spare you” moments sometimes, but most of the time he just hooks us…he’s very accurate I would say.” Laurie didn’t have anything left to say about Michael.
You couldn’t help but feel a mix of disappointment and excitement, you wanted to face him so bad by now. Eventually the time for your first trial came, thankfully you weren’t alone, Laurie got picked too. You asume that the most optimal object to take with yourself for your first trial was med kit.
Soon the trial started and you couldn’t believe your eyes when you saw that the killer you were going against was none other than Michael Myers himself. You were over excited, you wanted to say hi, let him know how much you liked his movies. You wander how he was going to act this time, you assumed since you were new maybe he could spare you. He was lurking near the generator you were currently working on, unaware you were conscious he was there.
Something inside you made you leave the generator and get closer to Michael. You could see he was stalking Jill, who was also picked with you, David was here too, somewhere on the map. You got closer and closer to Michael until you were near his back. The sound of a wood stick breaking under your feet gave you away. He stopped on his track and tilted his head to the left making you know he heard you. Your heart was ricing at this point. He turned around completely to face you. You could hear him breathing behind his mask. His blueish eyes analyzing you. The leafs under his feet made a cracking noise as he slowly walked towards you. Walking in circles around you he kept looking you up and down. Something form you caught his attention, maybe you reminded him form someone, he didn’t know. One thing was certain, besides looking you he was also stalking you. He made a final step in front of you, this time he was very near you. You instantly thought it was your end when he lifted his kitchen knife at you. You closed your eyes ready to get hit and downed, but the empty feeling of nothing tearing your flesh apart made you open your eyes. Yes, he was still there but his didn’t made a single move against you, he didn’t even tried to down you.
“I-i uhm know you! I love your movies.” You didn’t know why you said that. You felt so stupid. He didn’t answer of course he just tilted his head to the left.
He started moving forward through the map that’s stroke you late it was Haddonfield. You were following him, you didn’t fully understand why he didn’t try to kill you or stab you. Asking him questions didn’t seemed a bad idea to you tho. “So, how you end up here?” And another one “How long have you been here?” And another “Why don’t you talk?”, “Don’t you miss your home?”, “I told you i love your movies right? I think i did..” You even told him your name and your age and the place you came form, even how you end up here. But he never answered, all he did was stopping whenever you asked something and turn around to look at you.
Later than sooner you realize he was heading toward Laurie, who happened to see all the interactions between Michael and you.
“New girl? What are you doing?! RUN!” She screamed at you. She stepped forward to grab your hand, and just as she saw Michael was going for you she stepped in the middle of you to. Michael grabbed her instead. He grabbed Laurie by the throat and buried the long kitchen knife in her abdomen.
“OH MY GOD LAURIE!” You scream in panic. The young blond girl struggled against Michael who buried the knife deeper fully killing her.
“LEAVE HER ALONE PLEASE, DON’T HURT HER!” Blood leaving Laurie’s body as he throws her on the street asphalt. He lowered his knife for a second and walked to your side, he looked again at you, this time inches away from your face. You closed your eyes waiting for your inevitably fate, which it never came. He lifted his knife again and went for the rest of the survivors, Jill and you were left until it was only you.
“Shit…” you muttered to yourself. You were just meters away from Michael who was facing back at you and still had his knife up.
You heard a little noice of something opening near you, but Michel herd it too. This time walking towards you, ready to curse him you saw how he walked pass you a few meters away and turned to look at you again, this time putting his knife down. He look down at what it seemed to you like a little door on the street, and look back up at you. You didn’t understand. You catch up with him and looked him dead in his dark eyes.
“Fuck..you..and this place and your stupid movies!!” He gestured down to the little gate again.
“I don’t get it!! I don’t know what it means…freak.” You were really starting to hate him, or you were just scared. Claudette didn’t finish to tell you that this things happen frequently. Deaths happen frequently, but you just didn’t know it. Michael gestured one last time to the little door and then looked up at you.
“FUCK! I don’t want it! Screw you bastard!” You push him a little bit, you knew this time you went too far when he grabbed you by your throat and push you against the nearest parked car. You tried your best to hit him hard, unfortunately he didn’t even react.
“I-i can’t…can’t breath Mich-michael…” You felt your air leaving your lungs. He gave you his signature look and move his knife closer to you. Then you finally felt it. Cold, it sting like, you finally felt the pain. Then all over again, and again, and again. He stabbed you, more than once. He wasn’t stabbing vital points, he was going slow.
“Please…” You pleaded, in vain, cause he didn’t stop. Instead he got out all the knife and finally stabbed you deeper. Little pain sounds scaped your mouth, and for the first time on this place you cried. Then all turned black. Just like that you were gone.
Michael put your body down, surprisingly with gentle moves. He kept looking at your dead body noticing what was left of your tears. He wasn’t going to kill you. When he saw you for the first time moments ago something woke up in him, he didn’t know what it was. You intrigued him in a way nothing ever did before. He wasn’t bother by your questions, the first time he looked at you was because he didn’t know what to do, he analyzed your gestures your face, your eyes...the other times he stopped when you asked him a question was on purpose, he wanted to look at your precios eyes just to be sure he wasn’t making it all up. He didn’t want to kill you, but…why did you act like that? He wanted you to leave, damn he even offered you the hatch. The second those hurting words left your mouth he felt attacked. He was trying to be nice, to do something nice…why couldn’t you be nice to him too? He was hurt, you caught his attention, but you hurt him. Why? You even said you loved his movies, why were you being so rude to him? He let his knife fell to the street, looking down he brought one hand to his masked face and one single scream was heard on Haddonfield that night. He was the only one left there.
The feeling of your death still lingered on your body the first time you came back to the camp fire. Laurie, Jill and David were already there due to that they have been killed earlier before you. You couldn’t help but feel awful.
“He…killed…he killed us. Like we were nothing.” You sounded so disgusted.
“Yeah new girl…most of the time it is like this. We forgot to tell you that killers hook survivors to sacrifice them to the entity. Or sometimes they can kill us with their own hand…like Michael did.” Laurie explained. You were so relieved to know that even if you or anyone gets killed they came back.
“I tried to be nice…i-i really did. I even want sure if he was going to kill me, but then he got you Laurie…” You continued.
“I saw all of it. And it was rare! He never acted like that with new survivors.” Laurie exclaime surprised.
“What you mean?” You replied back.
“He wasn’t just stalking you…he seemed to be analyzing you as well…who knows for what or why?” Laurie confirmed.
“Well that didn’t go well did it? I think he hates me…”
“I think he saw something in you. He likes you…” Laurie’s word were spoken so low you didn’t hear her, tho the rest of the survivors did, and they shared the same theory. Because killers can be nice sometimes, you heard killers like Ghostface, or Deathslinger, or even Oni had a good side….but Michael? He was known to be nice just three or four times since he got in the realm. It was unusual his behavior. And they know it, specially Laurie who came with him and Danny the Ghostface who seemed to grow closer to Michael over the years.
On the other hand, in the distant across the camp fire were the killers. They were all in the same place, hanging and resting like survivors did. It existed a physical barrier that separated the camp fire form the killers. Both survivor and killer could get near this barrier but couldn’t cross it. Survivors could meet the killers on trials or if the decided to go to certain map or place. Once there they could interact. But some interactions were not allowed. It’s not like something bad would happen to the survivor or the killer, it was the fact that the entity didn’t want that in her realm. It was known that when a killer didn’t do well in the trial, the entity would punish them, maybe she would make them see something they fear or hurt them the most, something about their past maybe. This only happens when the entity consideres it necessary.
Danny, Kazan, Caleb and Herman were watching the trial. They were also surprised Michael tried to spare the new girl. Of course the also saw how you rejected the offer. Michael came back to the other side of the camp fire with the rest of the killers, head pointing down.
“Hey Mike, you’re okay?” Danny asked him, his vice distant due to the ghost face mask. Michael didn’t answer he just looked at him. It’s not that they didn’t hear him talking tho, this time he just chose to remain silent and walk away. Danny was going to follow him but Caleb stopped him.
“Leave him be, give him some space…” Danny looked at him, then his head turned to look at Michael walking away. His eyes looked down behind his mask. He then decided to walk away too.
“Rejection can hurt.” Kazan said. His English still had a fainted Japanese accent.
“Sure does.” Herman added.
Michael made sure there was nobody with him. Once he realized he was all alone, his hands reached the bottom of his mask and pulled it up, reveling his face. Long blond and a little dirty hair covered part of his face. He couldn’t stop thinking about you. Your eyes, the way you walked with him while asking questions, your hair, your face…then he remembered those harsh words leaving your mouth. He wanted to understand, he needed to understand so bad why, why did you do that? He was trying to be nice, he usually isn’t. He knows he’s mean, selfish, he has a dark twisted heart, if he even had one. He find himself surprised by the choice of letting you go, to leave through the hatch. He lives for the hunt, the cat and mouse play, the adrenaline he feels when he kills. He’s no good and he knows it very well. On the other hand he felt hurt at your words…he felt…something was wrong with him, it must be right? He never experienced anything let along feelings. So he got to the conclusion that he was just offended by some words. You had offended him, yet here he is, thinking non stop of you.
Back to the others, Caleb was taking with Kazan.
“I think…I think he either likes her or she became his obsession. I mean, she seems like a nice girl, we didn’t cross paths yet. He’s the first one she goes against.” Said Caleb.
“Dark, twisted, small and very broken, but he has it.” Kazan abruptly said. Caleb wasn’t following.
“Excuse me?
“Soul.” Kazan explained. “His soul is dark, twisted, small and very broken, but he has one.” He finished. Caleb rises an eyebrow at Kazans words as to say he is not understanding him.
“Souls, I can see. Souls, I can sense.” Kazan said.
“It’s that so? How’s mine then?” Caleb teased.
“Baka…” It wasn’t rare at all for the Oni to speak Japanese now and then, he just told Caleb he’s a moron.
“Oh come on Kazan! You know my Japanese it’s not fresh!” Caleb protested then saw Kazan walking away.
Days turned into weeks in the realm and you were getting better at trials and so far killer you face killer you got to like you, not as much as Michael apparently. The things with him didn’t change unfortunately. Whenever you two go against each other he tries to give you hatch even if he didn’t sacrifice anyone. All the words that left your mouth were hate words and curse words. You decided if he was going to hate you you will hate him back. Tho deep down you didn’t like that idea. Now and then you catch yourself waking pass the limit of the barrier, just in case you see him. At this point it was like a dynamic. You would face him in a trial, get at his nerves, sometimes he would try to give the hatch anyway but you always complain. And that ends in painful death. You felt like he kills you slower than the rest on purpose. He won’t admit that he also walks pass the limit of the barrier, but in his case he does see you, he sees everything thing you say or do. Of course he does this intentionally. He doesn’t know why he keeps torturing you like he does, or even why he keeps torturing himself watching you knowing nothing will ever happen. Maybe all he wants is to make you hurt, because that way he gets to hear you begging him and saying his name so low.
Michael…please. Stop it.
A soft beg said in a soft voice. All you ever mean by this is for him to stop killing you like he does. He gets you sacrificed sometimes, but you rather get sacrificed a million times than to feel the cold of his kitchen knife stabbing you deep in your guts in the most slow way possible.
By now, you have met all the survivors and went against every killer. But you were closer to Laurie, Nea, Jill, Leon, Yun Jin, Feng, Yui, Oni, Ghostface, the Deathslinger, the Spirit and Wesker. It’s not like you didn’t like the rest of killers and survivors, you just were closer with some. You would often speak with Wesker to hear about genetic stuff, and then you would tease him about some random word you thought it was funny. He would look at you and say something like:
“Hey don’t push me new girl, you will not want me to go Michael!” He laughed. His sense of humor was evident not shared with yours.
“That was not funny Albert.” You said, he looked down.
“I apologize.”
“Rude..” You smiled when you heard Kazan saying that when Albert left.
This far you couldn’t really complain about your staying here. You wish things with Michael were different tho. There was this time when you faced The Doctor, and you were carrying a flashlight, you were getting good at flashlight saves, everything was laugh and fun. You blind him several times, and save your teammates a couple of other time too.
“Hey stop it with the flashlight, new girl! I can call you new girl too right?” Herman asked, annoyed but with a yet friendly tone. In response you pointed the flashlight to his face and granted permission to call you bay your nickname.
“Come on!!! Stop it! I’m warning ya!” He yeld.
“Or what doc?” You really weren’t taking him seriously. Next thing you know is you’re hooked then unhooked, and hooked again. The second time one of your teammates unhooked you, Herman tunneled you and killed you with his own hands.
When you came back to the camp fire you were laughing like a maniac. You really had a good time, not fully caring if you got tunneled or not. Michael, on the other hand, didn’t like that. Not.a.single.bit.
What happened next? The next trial you went on, you and Feng were the only ones left, and guess what? Your were going against Michael, again. This time was different, he actually down you with normal hits and hooked you, it was your first hook when Feng tried to rescue you. It’s not necessary to say Michael grabbed her before she could unhook you. He grabbed poorFeng by the neck and then looked at you, then back at Feng, she knew what was coming. He killed her with his own hand many times before, she didn’t mind at this point. But you? Oh boy you did care…
“Michael…” You say terrified. He tilted his head, he didn’t say a single word but you knew he meant to say “what?” He lift her from the ground and started to get his knife out.
“No please…Michael,” You knew he saw that trial with Herman, you were having fun with the flashlight, then you got tunneled, but you didn’t care, why did he? You could tell it was some type of pay back on Herman, because Feng was his survivor. But..you weren’t his…
Of course Michael was getting his pay back, he just wasn’t going to admit it to you. Pay back exactly for what? For the tunneling? Or maybe was cause he saw you laughing and having fun with Herman instead of him. He thinks he deserves that from you too. Or maybe not, by the way he kept killing you he didn’t doubt why you hated him so much. He just didn’t know what to do. Deep down he must feel that he has to hurt you bad because you hurted him, you kind of rejected him, and one part of him resented you for that. But his other part knows that giving you the worst death of the trial was the only way to get you to talk nicely to him…the way you beg…maybe he wanted so bad to hear you beg cause he couldn’t let himself beg you for attention, for that thing he felt only wfor his mother and his little baby sister, a little bit of love.
Him? Begging? Michael Myers never begged. Victims beg him for mercy, beg him to spare them. He wouldn’t allowed to do that himself.
“Please!!! PLEASE!! LET HER GO!” He didn’t listen any of your words, and the tip of his knife threatened to go deeper into Feng’s belly. You didn’t know what else to do, what else could you say.
“I’m sorry Michael! I’m so sorry, it’s my fault!” The desperate plea for Michael to stop for a second. He knew you didn’t mean to apologize for how you been treating each other. You meant that Feng death was your fault. He turned to look at you. For a second you thought you got it, he would stop. Reality hitter you like a truck when you heard Feng’s desperate cries of pain.
“NOO! PLEASE! FENG!” You cried and sobbed hard. “I’m so sorry Feng.” You apologized to your already dead friend laying on the cold snow of Ormond.
“Why…” Tears falling from your eyes like waterfalls. “Why are you doing this to me? Why I’m not even allowed to have friends…I need them Michael…” you continued.
He remained silent.
“I fucking hate you…your making it impossible for me to be here!” You reclaim.
Imposible for her? He thought. You were the one who put his world and all he knew this entire time upside down. If your harsh words hurt him, this hurt him even more. All of a sudden he got closer to you, and closer….to the point you two were face to face. He hit you with his knife while you were hooked. It was already too late when he noticed that the sharp blade of his knife had cut deep on your throat.
Your face of sudden realization he sliced your throat and your were bleeding out was too much for him. He closes his eyes every time he kills you, but this was too much. This felt way more painful that his normal killing mode. Tears running down your face as you tried to cover your bloody throat in pain. Not being able to tolerate seeing you die like this in so, so much pain, Michael left. He left you there alone to die in the cold.
The trial ended and Michael came back before you, stepping into the other side of the camp fire with the rest of the killers, he was met with Danny, Kazan and Herman.
“Bro…was cutting her throat open really necessary there?” Danny asked him, not really judging him, cause after all you got sacrificed and that what counted. Michael leaned back against the nearest tree there. He looked at Danny, and for the first time since he met you he decided that talking wasn’t going to hurt him that bad.
“No it wasn’t. I don’t know why I did that.” He answered Danny’s question.
Herman decided to join the conversation too.
“Are you okay Michael?” Herman asked. Michael didn’t reply what he expected. He looked at Herman, and for one second he felt ashamed of what he did to Feng Ming, but specifically why he did it. And then something he never thought he would say.
“I’m sorry about Feng Ming.” Herman opened his eyes more…if that was even possible.
Michael gathered himself from the tree and walk away. Kazan made a gesture to Danny. Follow him, that’s what he was tending to say. Needless to say Danny got the hint almost immediately. Danny stood up and quickly tried to put up with Michael.
On the camp fire side, desperate cries and tears came down your face. It turns out that, since Michael cutted your throat while you were still on hooked, when you came back you found out by Laurie’s words that a thin but long scar adorned you neck. You couldn’t believe it. You loved using necklaces and stuff, but now? You wouldn’t be able to use one without the scar sticked to your neck like a bad tattoo.
“I can’t believe this…” You cried. You were so weak that Laurie was holding you by your left arm as Rebecca told you to go to the medical support room, which it was only another part of the camp fire, but with the few things Rebecca could gathered around to help, heal and examine other’s wounds.
“It’s ok girl…we got you.” Laurie reaffirmed. You wouldn’t stop crying. Rebecca was walking in front of you, and Laurie still by your side. You heard a distant “Michael wait!” You recognized that voice immediately.
Ghostface…Danny. You thought. You knew He was close with Michael so you figured out he must be with him.
If I see him I’ll kill him. You thought to yourself. Of course you knew the odds of actually killing a Killer were none, %0. But this time Michael has gone too far and now all you wanna do is tell him how bad he has hurt you. Was he even going to react at your words? Probably not. You turn to look at your left were the barrier was, and you were right. Ghostface was trying to keep up the pace walking Michael had. Laurie seemed to notice you notice Michael on the other side, and gesture to Rebecca to stay with you for a moment.
“Hey, Michael…HEY!” She spoke caughting his attention. Michael stopped and turned to look at Laurie as she got closer and closer to the barrier.
“What’s your deal with her?! You went too far this time! She came back crying and sobbing like an animal!” Michael didn’t react to her words, which only made you angrier. You stepped closer to the barrier as well next to Laurie, this time you were beyond hurt.
“Why…? Why you hate me su much?!” That’s all you could ask.
Michael looked at you but to he was showing no emotions, and you were really starting to suspect it was not due to his mask, you truly believed he hates you for something you couldn’t completely understand.
“You know what? Fuck it I’m done trying to talk to you and to ask-no, beg you to speak back to me and tell me what I did wrong…” tears running down your face.
Michael saw you crying, leaning against Laurie for help. The effort you did in your last trial with him was too much to handle for your little frame. Besides, the feeling of getting your throat cut open was awful. His eyes looked down behind his mask, he couldn’t stand seeing you like this. The sound of your cries and sobbing were tearing through his chest, straight to his heart, if he even had one. He didn’t put a name to what he was feeling and experience when you were with him or near him, all he knew was death, blood and pain. He couldn’t afford to feel anything else…right? With that in mind he turned around and walk away silently.
“Yeah, walk away…like you always do.” You said in a low tone. Throat still hurting for the previous abused it received. He pretend no to listen to what you say. He couldn’t help but feel how something inside started to break.
Michael wondered if the entity was going to do something about this eventually. Little did he know that in reality, the entity was amazed by you and how you treated Michael the first time you met him. Needless to say, that the entity knew how both of you felt for each other. And the only reason she was going to allow what she was going to do, was because she knew both, you and Michael, would react eventually and arrange the differences between you two.
The entity had a plan.
Michael kept stalking you from the dark the rest of the night, that’s how he found out you wanted a choker to cover up the nasty scar. He wasn’t alone tho, Danny was with him. “Ahh…I really would like a choker.” Those were your exact words.
“You heard that Mike?” Danny asked looking at him, smiling behind his mask. Michael nodded.
“I..want to apologize..for..everything I did to her.” Michael said, looking down, eyes to coward to look at you complaining about the scar, a scar he gave you.
“Hey! Now we’re talking!” Danny’s voice a little bit enthusiastic. “How you plan on doing that? I don’t think by just saying that she will even consider to forgive you man…”
“I’ve got an idea…” Michael looked at Danny, then proceeded to whisper in his covered ear what he was going to do.
“It sounds great Mike! You’ll will need lots of paper and fabric. Maybe your mask supplies might work that thing as well!” Danny said looking at your throat’s scar.
“I’m going to Haddonfield.” And with That Michael made his way to his own home town.
Michael spent all night on Haddonfield working on something to give you as for an apology. On the other hand, you didn’t do much, you didn’t had trials that day, until like 6 o’clock you spent your time talking with Kazan, and Danny.
“I don’t like my scar…”
“Scars are sings of fight, if you survive fights it means your strong, therefor scars shows strength.” Kazan spoke.
“I agree with this big red guy here.” Danny added.
“I guess your right guys.”
Somewhere meters away from you, on the killer side, Evan and Caleb were sharing a interesting conversation. You see, Evan since he’s been here long before most of the killers he can speak with the entity sometimes.
“So…your telling me the entity’s plan is basically hope for the best? There’s no way we can know how he will react to it. He has never been punished before!” Caleb said.
“We gotta trust her plan Caleb.” Evan said, his gaze looking up where the entity is supposed to be.
“I hope she don’t do wrong.”
“She never does, Caleb. She never does.”
Time passed and you keep talking with Kazan and Danny from your side of the camp. Danny telling you something about his camera you didn’t quite catch the meaning. It was so specific and technical you didn’t even try to understand it. Then you asked Kazan to tell you everything he knew about the Samurai. You’ve always loved Japanese culture, you wanted to go someday to japan too.
“I would have loved to travel to Japan…” Your voice flooded with sadness.
“It’s so beautiful…my country…I don’t doubt you would have love it.” Kazan replays.
You were so focused on your conversation with Kazan and Danny that you didn’t notice Michael joining them. When you saw him all the joy on your face instantly disappeared. It’s like you couldn’t had one minute alone, not even a day! Kazan and Danny didn’t understand your sudden change of mood.
“What the hell do you want now?” You said, eyes wouldn’t dare to leave that white mask of his.
Both Kazan and Danny looked at each other, raised their shoulders until they looked behind themselves.
“Guys, can we move somewhere else please? I don’t have time nor the energy to deal with this freak.” You said looking dead to Michael’s eyes. Danny examined Michael for a moment and noticed something in his right hand.
“New girl…” Danny looked at you.
“What??” You already sounded pissed.
“Please, just give him a moment…” He said. It was the first time you heard The Ghostface say “please”, so for the sake of it you listed.
Michael stepped closer to the barrier, Danny and Kazan gave him space so his now was positioned in the middle. He reached his right hand to the edge of the barrier beneath him and tossed something to your side. You looked at it confused.
“I don’t get it, the hell do you want?!” You yeld at him.
Michael looks down at the object then back up at you. He wanted you to grab it. You sigh ruin discomfort as you bent down to grab it. Still didn’t catching what it was. All you knew it was soft to the touch.
“And I’m still don’t getting it, maybe I’m just stupid or perhaps you should fucking talk to me already!!” You were getting angrier every minute.
“I think you should open it..” Kazan has an idea of what could it been, you said earlier that you hated your scar, so he though maybe it was a necklace. You looked at Danny for his opinion too. He just nodded.
“Agh!! The things I do for you guys…” You said, your voice still angry. Michael couldn’t help but to feel bad you wanted to spend time with them but not with him.
Your eyes filled with anger when you saw this thing was a choker, and you didn’t even know why. Deep down you wanted to forgive him, you just couldn’t seem to find a reason.
“Sorry.” A single word scaped Michael’s mouth. It was the first time he ever spoke to you. Yet you felt it wasn’t enough. This wasn’t a worthy apology.
“Sorry? SORRY?! That’s all you could came up with?
“New girl, I think you shou-“ You didn’t let Danny finish.
“Your pathetic! Your fucking pathetic you hear me? I can’t believe I told you I loved your movies. How I regret that, I regret being nice to you..” You were angry as ever.
The bad treat continued, once, twice..you couldn’t count how many bad, nasty and hurting things you said to him.
“Childish!”
“Coward!”
“Fuckin evil!!”
“I hope you die fucking bastard, I want you dead!”
You tossed back the choker to the other side in contempt, and when you finished something scaped your mouth. Something that even in the most agitated of situations you wouldn’t even think of saying.
“Your mom was a fucking whore, a filthy slut. I bet she didn’t even wanted to have you in the first place!! Why don’t you just leave me alone, damn it!” You yelled at him hitting the invisible barrier that separated you from him and your friend killers. You knew thanks to the movie his mom used to be a stripper. His heart skipped a bit when you said that. Now he knew for sure he had a heart.
If he was hurt before now he was torn to pieces. But what torn apart his heart the most was knowing that, despite what you had just said, what he felt for you didn’t change a damn bit. With no more further a do, he proceeded to walk away. Danny followed him as usual, trying to get him to stay.
“Come on Mike! Don’t leave.” He yelled. “You went way too far kid…Kazan, looked at the choker.” He continued, he notice something written inside the choker, you just hadn’t seen it. Kazan took the little fabric from the dirty ground, wipped of the dirt and read it. Danny far gone by now.
“Kazan…? What does it say?” You asked him.
“You made me human…” This words stabbed you right in your chest. You knew very well the pain of getting stabbed, but this? This can’t be compared.
You felt awful. Why did you said that? It’s not like you even meant it. You felt your eyes filling with tears again at what you just said to him. All alone you thought that hurting him back the way he’d hurt you would make you feel better. But it didn’t. It just made you feel worse. Like you had no soul.
“I…I really messed up here, didn’t i? Kazan?” You looked at his red Oni mask.
“I’m afraid you did…” He confessed.
“Oh my god…what did I do?” You tried to see if you could find Michael with your eyes from your side of the camp. What you didn’t know was that the moment Michael tossed you the choker he made the entity put to work her own plan. You could hear a distant voice, again it was Danny.
“Hey, Mike! Hey!! Michael!” Danny exclaimed, yet no answer from Michael. Danny’s exclamations for Michael became more and more audible. Something was wrong, you knew it, you could feel it. You ran in direction of Danny’s voice.
“Dude wake up! Michael!” Danny kept saying. You got there panting and sweating. Kazan followed a little bit after.
“What’s wrong with him?” You asked.
“I don’t know, he was like this when I catch up with him.”
You could see his body was struggling. His left hand holding his knife, knukles white as milk. His breathing could be heard from where you were. He was getting trouble to breathe. Soft pants and groans suddenly left his mouth too. He sounded like he was in pain, but physically he looked fine. No blood or sings of injuries. It take you a lot of effort to notice through his eyes of his mask that his real eyes were glued shut and a few tears running down.
“Oh my god…his eyes! Look at his eyes.” You told Danny.
“He’s crying!” Danny said surprised.
“Something’s wrong with him. Something’s wrong with him!” You exclaimed. His groans and pants became louder.
“Ahh agh…” Michael complained. Hearing him like this putted you on desperate mode. You tried hitting the barrier unsuccessfully, even kicked it several times.
“Please let in through!” You yelled at the sky, knowing the entity will hear you.
“Do something, guys. Help him! I can’t do anything from here!”
Danny tried to shake his body. No responce. Kazan snaked his body even harder. Again, no response. You noticed some pamphlets in the ground near his boots. You pointed this out to Danny and Kazan. It didn’t took you long to realize that those were her mother’s stripper pamphlets. So did Ghostface and Oni.
“He’s being punished…” Kazan said.
“What? Why?!” You cried. “It’s because of the choker?” You asked.
“Maybe, we don’t know.” Danny spoke.
“No! Please, it’s not his fault it’s mine! I’m the one who should be punished. Please!” You begged to the entity. At this point Michael had his head looking up. Grantings of pain still scaped his mouth.
“No Michael, Michael…listen to me!” You looked at his poor suffering form. “I was wrong. I was wrong! All of this wasn’t your fault. I overreacted, okay? And your mom? Your mom was a beautiful person. She did everything she could for you and both your sisters! I was wrong Michael. I’m so sorry…so so sorry! I didn’t mean anything of this to happen…” You sobbed while explaining yourself. Michael managed to look down at you.
Desperation taking over your body, you punched and kicked the barrier. Demanding the entity to let you in just this once.
“Please!! Please, i-I’ll do anything!” You begged her.
From the distant, Caleb and Evan could hear your screams. They know what was already happening, that’s why the decided that not interfering was the best option. Nothing could have prepared the people on this realm for what was about to happen. Your hands banging the barrier were suddenly met with grass and dirt. You fall, that was for sure. But you had fallen into the other side of the camp. To everyone’s surprise, there was no barrier separating both camps anymore.
“Did just the barrier…” Caleb asked Evan. “What did just the entity do?”
“Allowing what was not allowed.” Evan sounded happy. The entity’s plan was working.
You didn’t have time to enjoy your new freedom nor did you killer friends. As soon you got up you went straight to Michael. Holding him by his broad shoulders, you reassured him.
“I’m here Michael! I’m here. Please come back to me.” You begged him, this time was different. You noticed his hands still struggling and clenched. You grabbed the hand that was holding the knife to see if you could easy some of that tension. Worried eyes examining his mask to catch any sign that he was okay.
Suddenly his struggling stopped and his head went down. Your hands fly up to grab his masked face only to be met by his free hand around your neck, squeezing tightly.
“Dude what are you doing?!” Danny yelled.
“Michael, it-it’s me…” Your air leaving your lungs. His hand dangerously tight around your neck. Threatening to break it right there.
“Judith…” He growled. The entity no longer had him seeing the posters of his stripper mother, his school bullies or his stepfather. Now he was having living flashbacks of his older sister, Judith.
“N-no, Michael please, y-you know me…” It was getting hard for you to speak due to the lack of oxygen.
“Don’t speak.” His hand squeezing harder. “I hate you.” The flashbacks of his selfish sister were really getting to him. It all was so real to him that without noticing he was getting his knife near your belly again.
“Dude-dude, if you killer her she’s not coming back, she’s it coming back Michael!” Danny said trying his best to help you. Michael looked at him for one second or two, then he continued to reach for your belly. In a desperate measure, Danny took off his ghostface mask and grabbed Michael’s hand that was holding his signature kitchen knife.
“Mike, who am i?” Danny asked. Another desperate attempt to make him come back to himself.
“L-loomis.” Michael growled at him.
“No, Michael you know me, come on! Who am i? He asked again.
“D-danny..Danny.” Michael said. You could see the tears in his eyes. He was fighting this.
“Good! Good, now, who is she? You got this you know her.” Danny cheered him up. Michael looked at you, eyebrows frowned.
“J-j…Judidth.”
“No..” You left out a sight. You cried even harder when you noticed Michael raising the knife up.
“Dude stop!!” Danny yelled again, this time ready to do something about it but Kazan had to hold him down.
“Let me go Kazan!”
“You’re only going to make it worst.” He stated, holding Danny down.
“Michael..” You sobbed. You prepared yourself when he got ready to stab you. One final stab, and you were going to see dark…fall to eternal sleep. One last thing scaped your mouth before closing your eyes.
“I love you, Michael Myers…” it was low, you hadn’t much air left. But you didn’t want to leave this world without letting him know this. You glue shut your eyes one last time to embrace his final stab. You even heard Danny screaming “Stop!! Stop it!!!” You were ready now, waiting patiently for your inevitable fate. You flinched your eyes anticipating the blade, but the blade cutted through nothing. You opened your eyes. Somehow you succeeded to get Micheal back. The entity’s plan had worked without you even noticing. He let you fell to the ground so as he did with his knife. Danny and Kazan ran to help you get up. You tried to reach for Michael’s arms but he rejected your touch.
“No…i-i” That was all he could say.
“It’s not your fault Michael.” You assure him. But he just took off leaving the three of you there. He wasn’t the only one afraid to keep touching you it appear. Danny hand left your arm and Kazan took a step back. You gave them a “I’m not following you guys” look.
“It’s just that…this barrier thing, never happened before. We never touched you before, none other than to kill you ir sacrifice you…” Danny spoke for both of them, Kazan and himself.
You reached your hand to Danny’s uncovered face, and cupped it in your warmth. He embrace it immediately. Closing his eyes and smiling.
“You look better with the mask off.” You laughed, he did the same.
“If you say so…”
“Kazan…come here!” You told him with opened arms. He seemed hesitant at first.
“Come…” You insisted, smiling.
“Hug?” He asked.
“Yes!” You exclaimed. The tenderness in his hug cought you by surprise for such a big and buffed man like him.
You stayed like that for a few minutes until Michael was the topic of conversation again. You asked Danny where he might have gone.
“I think I know where..” He said.
The single Street and the kind of trees in the block gave the map away very fast. You were again on Haddonfield.
“I know he sometimes comes here to make mask or whenever he feels bad or angry…I don’t know which house it’s his house tho.” Danny explained.
“Oh don’t worry I know which one is it.” You looked at his still uncovered face.
“Okay, good luck New Girl…if he doesn’t speak right away you should come back later.” He said ready to leave when you said one last thing to him.
“You know Danny…your not that bad after all.” It was the first time he heard you call him by his real name, it always had been “hey ghost!” Or “Ghostie!” It felt good hearing that coming from someone he considered a friend.
“You know y/n…Michael wasn’t wrong after all.”
“I don’t follow.”
“You did made us human after all.” You smiled at his statement then he walks back to the camp.
Once you reach Michael’s house you stepped in. Thinking to yourself he must be upstairs you went up. There was only one room with its door opened. Michael must be in there. You were reaching the end of the stairs, walking as slowly as possible to not give your self away. The house wasn’t helping much tho, with each step you made the wood underneath you cracked. He wasn’t unnoticed to the sound he thought perhaps was the wind since he had the windows open. Your small frame compared to his made a silhouette on his door frame.
Once inside his room you could see he had fully decorated its walls with handmade masks he had done himself. Just like in the movie, but that was on the prison cell instead of his real room. You saw him sat in a chair near a wooden desk. His mask still on, his head was down. His chest moving up and down.
"Michael…" You soft voice soothed his ears. He looked at his left, letting you know he knew you were there. "I'm not here to fight you. Not anymore." You said. Michael didn't react. His breathing sounded soft. Him not having any type of reaction made you move closer to him, until you were besides him. Your left hand resting on his right shoulder. Your eyes wondering the masks hanged on the wall in front of you.
"They are beautiful. You know that?" You told him giving his right shoulder little masages. He looked up to contemplate them. You didn't know how you went from looking masks to have him face to face again and your back pressed yo the wall. By now you were expecting nothing less than a kiss. He grabbed you by both your shoulders and lowered his head until it was pressed against your left collarbone.
This is not a kiss. You thought.
Soft sobs could be heard behind his mask, they were muffled by the same, but you were able to hear them. Then suddenly, he spoke again.
“I’m so…so sorry.” Your heart melted at his words and you couldn’t resist but to hold him tight against your little chest compared to his. More muffled sobs coming from Him.
“It’s okay…I’m the one that should be apologizing.” You replied back.
“You already did.” He lift his head to look at you.
You felt the urge to know how he looked behind that mask. What was he hiding. You didn’t have to take out his mask to know he was beautiful. Took your hand move to the edge of it. Michael moved his head back, hesistant.
“Let me see you Mike.” Hearing you calling him Mike was all he needed.
Pulling the mask up with little effort was necessary to take it off. And just as you spectated, he has long blond curly hair, blueish eyes a big, but yet straight nose, and plump heart shaped lips. A beautiful face, just as you thought. You cupped his face with your hands just as you did with Danny.
“You’re beautiful Michael.” Your voice like a sweet whisper. He touched your lips with his thumb, caressing them like it was a newly found treasure. His treasure.
The feeling of his chapped lips on yours was inevitable. Tho he seemed to be the first to started it, as soon as he started he wanted to finish, scared you wouldn’t like it. But you insisted to kiss him longer. You wanted more. It didn’t matter that his lips were chapped. Eventually you two separated to get some air.
“You’re beautiful.” You reassured him again. He put his forehead against yours.
“And you’re the most beautiful human I ever seen.” He replied, voice deep and low. “Y/n?” He added.
“Yeah?”
“I love you too.” He finally said it. Finally admitted it and gave it a name.
A little time went by and now you were sitting on his lap seeing how he made masks. Your left arm wrapped around his shoulders for support.
“So, I put more glue over here and…we are done.” He was showing you how he made his masks.
“This seems interesting to make.” You replied.
“Are you sure you never done this before?” His mouth forming a little smile. Not fully believing you never done a paper mask before.
“Oh well…you caught me. I did. But a like to see you make them.” You said honestly.
“How cute.” Your heart flinched at his words and your cheeks flushed. “I like it when you flush”
“Stop it Michael!” You gave him a little tug on his coverall.
“Never.” He said looking into your eyes and give your nose a quick kiss.
You spent the rest of the night like this, laughing your lungs out and doing disasters with his glue.
That night loud voices were heard at Haddonfield. The difference this time was that Michael wasn’t alone, he had the best company he could’ve asked for.
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I wonder how the survivors would react in a situation where somehow creep!readers mask gets pulled off.
Survivor reactions to Creep!Reader face reveal (Part 1)
Whether intentionally or not, your mask got yanked off during chase
Creep!reader
Instant panic
The mask is part of your charm, your character
You keep it ok for a reason
It's easier to blame your acts on the Creep character when you hide behind a mask. But with it off, you can no longer hide behind a persona. Now (y/n) has to take all the blame. You feel sick to your stomach
You don't want the sheep to see you like this
You instinctively cover your face
Only to wack it with your own whip
Yelps and cries of anguish pursue
You have to reveal your face if you want to get your mask back
Fuck it
You uncover your face and fumble around on the ground to find your mask on the floor
(My glasses...I can't see without my glasses)
You don't even care that the survivor who did this is standing shocked and watching your pathetic display
Claudette Morel
She's almost, if not, more panicked than you are
"SORRYIDIDNTMEANTODOTHATPLEASEDONTBEMADATME"
She almost trips over herself to grab your mask and hand it to you
One of her hands is firmly covering her eyes, not wanting to see your face out of fear (and maybe empathy)
She's shaking
You grab it and quickly put it on
You take deep breaths
That's better
You look at her
She's still covering her eyes, still shaking
Your grip on your whip tightens, then relaxes
You reach out to ruffle her hair
Claudette stiffens but doesn't uncover her eyes
There's a long pause as silence fills the realm
She slowly uncovers her eyes while apologizing
"I really didn't mean to....."
You're already gone
You let her have hatch that trial
Dwight Fairfield
Just as panicked but frozen to the spot
He's thinking of all the terrible, painful, and vile stuff you're gonna do to him. Even if it was an accident
He's trembling as he watches you look for your wolf mask
You break the stiff silence
"You're gonna help me or just stand around like a dumbass?"
You sound really pissed
Dwight squeaks and does as he's told
He finds it and hands it to you
He's not even hiding the fact he's staring at your face
You look.....pretty
"Good Boy," you hum in approval when Dwight gives you your mask
His face erupts into a blush
"I-I....uhhh......okay"
He's waiting for the other shoe to drop
This is the part where you skin him alive for doing that to you, right?
"10 second head start"
Dwight blinks
Huh?
"10....9....8..."
He yelps again and speeds off as he yells back a "Thank you"
You decide to leave him for last. Whether or not he escapes is up to your mood
Haddie Kaur
Very short interaction
She almost just kept running
But she caught a look at your face
She took her time to observe your desperation as you fumbled for your mask
That was the face of a depraved monster
She sneered
Haddie could also feel the absolute evil that emanated from your mask
She could feel the pain it witnessed, the despair, and oddly enough, she felt denial
Haddie didn't stay too long to see what you would do to her since she saw your face
She's long gone by the time you put on your mask
You let out a growl
You can't let her leave until you threaten her
No other sheep can know what you look like
Felix Richter
Stands there awkwardly
He's not sure what to do
On one hand, he feels bad for you
On the other hand, you're a killer
He's conflicted on what to do
Felix also takes a look at your face, his curiosity got the best of him
You look vulnerable
You're not making his internal conflict any better
He settles for a quick tip before continuing to run
"It's on your left, the bush"
He calls out as he runs towards main building
You scoff and grab it
You didn't need his pity or help
Okay maybe you did
You put on your mask and continue chasing him
Felix doesn't fail to notice when you put him on the hook more gently than before
He doesn't comment on it
Masterlist here
#dbd x reader#dead by daylight x reader#dead by daylight#dbd#killer!reader#creep!reader#dwight fairfield#dwight x reader#claudette morel#claudette x reader#felix richter x reader#felix x reader#haddie kaur#haddie x reader
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Y/n: Danny just resonates Florida energy
Nea: care to explain??
Y/n: no-
Rebeca: what energy does wesker resonate?
Wesker: please don’t say something stupid like Ohio
Y/n: colorado.
Dwight: what? Why?
Claudette: I thought you would have said California or something like that
Y/n: nah nah, weeds legal there that’s why his eyes are always red
#albert wesker#dbd x you#dbd x reader#dead by daylight#dbd#ghostface#nea karlsson#claudette morel#dwight fairfield#rebecca chambers#dead by deadlight#resident evil
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"nostromo"
PART 2. White crow.
parts: one | two | three | four | five
dbd Xenomorph (alien) x fem!reader.
attention: murder
“Let me introduce myself, my name is Ellen Louise Ripley. I am the only survivor of the Nostromo crew.”
Ellen spoke without pride or enthusiasm. Her voice was filled with bitterness and sadness, with the horror and fear of facing a monster from the depths of space one on one. Ripley looked like a woman who couldn't be broken no matter what the odds got in her way, and that made you respect this strong woman.
The fire from the fire was crackling steadily. The thrown firewood slowly turned black, turning into coals. The flame did not warm, but gave everyone present a phantom feeling of calm and safety. The territory of the survivors, fenced off by a white soothing fog, did not allow killers and creatures from other universes to reach the fire, but many still preferred to stay, if not in groups, then at least in pairs. Because it’s so safe, because it’s so comfortable. So profitable.
And among all this multitude of people, you alone felt out of place. White crow among black crows. It would seem that you could maintain a dialogue with each potential team member, taught and learned something new, but you did not have the same mutual understanding as Dwight and Claudette . You couldn't talk to Mikaella and Honas about enchantments any more than your basic knowledge of totem blessings allowed.
You were yours. But you were a stranger and in case of danger, they would be the last to save you.
“I will share with you my knowledge regarding the Alien or Xenomorph , as it is also called. This is a new... killer, as you call them here, who has a number of abilities.”
The conversation around the fire began to gain momentum. From time to time you asked your questions to Louise in order to better understand what to expect from the Alien. The information was, to put it mildly, depressing. You sincerely wanted not to compete in the tests against this monster, but everything was the will of the Entity and a little of your luck.
For the next three trials, you come face to face with the xenomorph . Perhaps he remembered you and holds a grudge, otherwise you cannot explain to yourself how it happened that in the first test you were sent to meet with the entity in the first place, the second time you were allowed to leave through the gate as the only survivors, and the third time you have successfully stumbled upon a hook.
In every unnatural-looking shadow, you saw the outline of a xenomorph's vertebrae . You heard his cry when he got caught with his paws or tail, seemingly behind his back. You could feel his saliva on and under your skin as the sixth test passed, and the creature from outer space continued to pursue you.
When for the seventh time, having completely resigned yourself to your fate of being an eternal victim of the Alien, you are incredibly lucky. You were ready to go to Ghostface , if not kiss, then something like that. And although the latter would be glad to get his first victim so soon, the other survivors looked at you more than strangely and would have suspected you of colluding with the maniac if they did not know your situation.
Laurie patted you on the shoulder sympathetically whenever you managed to cross paths.
“I’ve never felt so disgusting,” Claudette said irritably , sitting down on the edge of a fallen tree near the fire. You sat a little further away, so you could hear her words. “All this time it stood almost behind us, while we... while we...”
“Let’s be honest, we were lucky that we at least escaped without injury,” Jake Park, who apparently underwent the test with Morel . “It wasn’t pleasant for me to run through the bushes with my bare ass.”
“Do you think I really liked it?”
The guy wrinkled his face and rubbed the bridge of his nose with his fingers. You, interested, eavesdropped on someone else's conversation, trying not to frighten off the source of information; It will be better for you if the couple believes that their most interesting conversation was left without due attention.
You shivered when clouds of cold fog touched the bare skin of your legs and pulled them towards you, bending them at the knees. Wrapping your arms around yourself and adjusting the jacket thrown over you, you looked at the sky: beautiful and cloudless, strewn with stars - almost the same as you saw on the Nostromo , except that the satellite was much larger or closer to the surface of the planet.
Jake about something . Her active gestures and talking face clearly hinted that the girl did not agree with the words of her boyfriend, but the latter was unshakable and calm to match the emotionality of his partner. Soon their quiet conversation died down, and you understood only one thing: a stranger was watching them while the couple had sex.
Funny. And scary.
Ellen said that the xenomorph is evolving.
“It looks like my next test will be with you,” Ripley sat down next to her , oh which you thought a second ago, smiled warmly, and then looked at the stars. “I liked looking at them too.” In childhood. I dreamed that I would explore space and make discoveries, but...”
There was a moment of silence, which became awkward with each passing second. Did the girl deliberately leave the sentence unfinished to make you feel uncomfortable, did she want you to ask your question, or did the silence seem tense only to you?
The wood in the fire continued to crackle rhythmically, breaking the silence in the clearing. As you watched the once glowing scarlet wood turn to jet black, you couldn't help but notice the analogy with human determination and faith. You believed that the xenomorph would someday leave you alone when he satisfied his desire to take revenge on you, reveling in the feeling of the chase.
Faith, like a weak flame, faded away.
"But"?” you ask, hinting to hear the continuation of the story.
“When I thought that death was about to take me away and I would get rid of this nightmare, I ended up here. And he too.” Ellen shrugged. Her tired gaze turned to your figure, slightly trembling from the cold; Louise herself did not care about any weather, be it the stuffiness of an abandoned cemetery somewhere in the desert or the bone-chilling cold of Ormond. “Honestly, I thought that the monster would hunt me more than others, but watching you, I made a small assumption...”
You raised an eyebrow in surprise and anticipation . You were very interested in other people’s words, but at the same time you felt somehow uneasy. If a stranger really needs something from you, then you can safely assume that his pursuit will never end and someday his razor-sharp fangs will end up in your body. The prospect of becoming his prey did not please you at all, but so far you have managed to escape even while being possessed by him.
“So, what's your guess?”
The former officer is silent. The look of her dark eyes slightly alarms and frightens you, and the next moment the girl will turn into her sworn enemy and attack you. The acidic blood will burn through your skin and reach your bones, with its claws it will open your stomach to tear and devour your insides with its sharp fangs. Fear bubbled in your chest.
“The next time you meet him, pay attention to whether the monster has left its scent on your body. Saliva, blood...”
...The xenomorph is behind you. He hisses when he receives a blow to his chitin-covered head from the boards. A nail driven into the wood manages to scratch the strong armor, causing green poisonous blood to spill. You scream when drops of acid fall on your legs - running immediately becomes painful and difficult, a stranger can easily catch up with you and hook you with his tail. But when you turn around to see if the killer is following you, you find that he is simply standing still and watching, and then walking in the opposite direction of you...
...The viscous saliva of the xenomorph spills across the floor in front of the locker in which you hid. The secretions of a creature from deep space are mixed with your blood, flowing down your arms and legs after a recent attack - the xenomorph's tail brushed your side. With a sharp movement, the monster opens the iron cabinet door, but instead of immediately picking you up with its main weapon, a huge paw hits the back of the cabinet next to your head. The big head creeps closer to you, and you think that your end has come, that now the second mouth of the xenomorph will make a hole in your head. The xenomorph's saliva running down your cheek makes you think about a lot of things...
“Suppose, if it was, then what?..”
Ripley sighed heavily before giving her answer.
“Then I have bad news. He chose you as his mate to create a new colony here.”
Finding yourself on the Nostromo again no longer seemed something scary to you, rather than meeting one-on-one with a xenomorph . The faint hope that in today's test there will be some other killer, and not your personal nightmare, was dispelled to dust as soon as one of the points of movement of the monster was noticed. The control center located directly in front of the generator gave the alien easy access to attack from behind without being noticed. Your hands trembled weakly from fear, but you went to the generator at your own peril and risk.
You retrieved and installed the remote fire turret before sitting down to repair the generator. Fearing the worst-case scenario and knowing your luck, you specifically made the fruiting of the Entity to successfully and quickly repair the generators in order to quickly escape from the cage created by the Entity. Your comrades: Meg , Ellen and Claudette , should have tried to buy you as much time as they could.
“Most likely, his next step will be courtship. For these creatures, it is the presentation of corpses as an indicator of their strength, so that the future couple will evaluate the abilities of the future partner.”
Ripley ’s words came at the wrong time, because you almost miss the reaction check, almost blowing up the almost finished generator. A nervous chuckle escapes your lips, but then you have to hold your attention as soon as the turret begins to warn you that the killer is close.
Having finished with the generator, you took the turret and moved to the next point, marked for you by the Entity in red. It was difficult and long to move with the installation, but it was better to do so, constantly knowing whether an alien was nearby, than to run away and evade the attacks of its tail. The generators marked in red formed a good triangle, depriving the killer of which was your first priority - the ideally close location of all three points allowed you not to waste time.
The fire turret began signaling almost hysterically as soon as you approached the generator and installed the equipment. In a couple of seconds, you reach the nearest stone shelter, which completely hides your figure behind it, before a tall xenomorph figure appears from the control room . He screams heart-rendingly, as if in pain, and you yourself also wince, either from the unpleasant sound, or because the creature is somewhat pathetic. With one blow, the creature destroyed the turret, which brought it out of its crawling state, depriving it of its main weapon, after which the killer looked around in search of the next victim.
The perfect weapon was so evil that during the long chase he failed to catch a single survivor, and now he was completely set on fire by the turret.
Not finding his next victim, the alien returned back to the dungeon, but you understood that it was too early to leave the shelter - perhaps the xenomorph was only hiding, and in fact was sitting near the exit from the tunnel, waiting for the brave man who had installed a weapon here. Long minutes pass and only then do you decide to return to the strong point, get a new fire turret and start repairing the generator.
When the generator was half finished, Meg's scream was heard . Most likely, the creature touched her with its tail or claws, then there was the sound of falling boards and another scream - acidic blood fell on the girl. You couldn't go help her even if you wanted to because your main task was fixing the generator.
This is how helplessness feels.
A heavy feeling settled in your chest. As if if you were there, you could help, but being obsessed with the xenomorph , he simply would not pay his attention to you, continuing to chase other survivors until you are the last one left. And one Entity knows that a creature from deep space will rise up, who also wants to make a new colony with you.
It is impossible to have children in the world of the Entity. This is an indisputable fact proven by many survivors, but hardly the stranger knew about it, otherwise why does he continue to haunt you? Unless, of course, the reason lies in close communication with Michael Myers. Thinking about this, a faint shadow of a smile appears on your exhausted face. The picture in your head of how a silent killer telepathically conveys some instructions to an extraterrestrial being, and he shakes his head and wags his tail like a dog, amused you. Perhaps you had simply gone crazy, but now it was difficult to imagine the xenomorph as a serious threat.
Until the moment you come face to face with him again.
Suspiciously quickly, Ellen is hung on a hook, and she comes to the point of fighting the Entity. The girl, who is not quite used to everything, loses several times in the fight, and you can clearly hear her bones cracking and crunching. This makes you feel uneasy, but you forcefully hold yourself in place and finish fixing the generator. Wounded Claudette is forced to run from the killer, and Meg is too far away to save Ripley . At your own peril and risk, hoping that the killer does not decide to change course, you run up to the brunette hanging on the hook and save her from the clutches of the Entity.
“Thank you,” the survivor nods gratefully as you begin treatment. The toolbox remains lying nearby while, armed with someone else's first aid kit, you heal the wounds of the former officer. “Next time, don’t take risks. I have no more attempts to save myself.”
Biting your lower lip, you could only nod obediently, agreeing with the words of others. If the girl is telling the truth, then it really won’t be possible to save her and the next hanging will send her to a meeting with the entity. I wonder if others have at least some attempts to save themselves or are you the only one who can still try to get off the hook? After saying goodbye to Ripley and picking up your tools, you go to fix the next generator.
A body that fell nearby made you scream in fear, and then the generator exploded, illuminating the area with hundreds of sparks and revealing your location to the killer. You froze, like a rabbit in the face of a boa constrictor and don’t know what to do: run, attracting attention to yourself and, perhaps, the stranger will be distracted by you, abandoning his prey. But the stranger who notices you is only watching.
“...presenting corpses as an indicator of one’s strength...”
Excruciatingly long.
“...so that the future couple can evaluate their abilities...”
You don’t even know where this creature’s eyes are, but you can say with certainty that the gaze of the alien monster is sliding over your figure.
"...future..."
The xenomorph slowly pierces Ripley's body with its tail. Lifts him in the air, turning him to face him. You see the grimace of horror on Ellen's beautiful face. A second later, the xenomorph's second mouth pierces her head, leaving a large hole in her forehead.
"...partner..."
With gloomy calm you watch the alien creature. It throws a lifeless corpse at your feet, as if it is appreciating its work. You can clearly hear that unspoken “are you satisfied, my future couple?” in the shrill squeak of someone else. You manage to stand still with all your willpower, especially when the monster comes inappropriately close to you. You feel the iron smell, heavy cold breath above your ear, and viscous saliva mixed with blood that flows down your shoulder below.
The xenomorph suddenly turns its head to the side when it senses the presence of another survivor. It was Meg, who came out at the wrong time from around the corner of the Nostromo wreckage. Her gaze darted from Ellen's corpse to the xenomorph standing next to you.
originally there was a paragraph in this chapter where the reader reflects on the outcome of his ordeal, but does not remember how it all ended. this is due to the fact that I am an adherent of the theory of amnesia of survivors and killers. Unfortunately, I had to abandon this, but I do not exclude the possibility that references could remain somewhere in the text.
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✦Who I Write For✦
Rules
(This will be added too over time)
SLASHERS
⭑Bo Sinclair
⭑Vincent Sinclair
⭑Lester Sinclair
⭑Michael Myers (OG, 2007, & Gramps)
⭑Thomas Hewitt
⭑Bubba Sawyer
⭑Jason Voorhees
⭑Ghostface (Billy & Stu)
⭑Tiffany Valentine
⭑Brahms Heelshire
⭑Billy Lenz
⭑Carrie White
⭑Baby Driftwood
⭑Otis Driftwood
⭑Pyramid Head
⭑Herbert West (if a male/masc reader)
-Bonus-
⭑Carly & Nick; House of Wax
⭑Sydney; Scream
Dead By Daylight
♢Evan MacMillan - The Trapper
♢Anna - The Huntress
♢Max Thompson Jr. - The Hillbilly
♢Sally Smithson - The Nurse
♢Herman Carter - The Doctor
♢Ji Woon Hak - The Trickster
♢Danny Johnson - The Ghostface
♢Philip Ojomo - The Wraith
♢Amanda Young - The Pig
♢Rin Yamaoka - The Spirit (only SFW)
♢Kazan Yamaoka - The Oni
♢Frank Morrison - The Legion
♢Susie Lavoie - The Legion (only SFW)
♢Julie Kostenko - The Legion
♢Joey - The Legion
♢Adiris - The Plague
♢Caleb Quinn - The Deathslinger
♢Carmina Mora - The Artist
♢Sadako Yamamura - The Onryo (only SFW)
♢Tarhos Kovacs - The Knight
♢Adriana Imai - The Skullmerchant
♢Nemesis - The Nemesis
-Bonus-
♢Jill Valentine
♢Leon Kennedy
♢Cheryl Mason
♢Carlos Oliveria
♢Claudette Morel
♢Bill Overbeck
♢Vittorio Toscano
Our Life; Beginnings & Always
❧Cove Holden
❧Derek Suarez
❧Baxter Ward
❧Elizabeth Last (x readers for non-sibling characters)
❧Kyra Preece
❧Tamarack Baumann
❧Qui "Autumn" Lin
Beetlejuice
⚂Lawrence Beetlegeuse Shoggoth
⚂Lydia Deetz (only SFW)
⚂Adam Maitland
⚂Barbara Maitland
⚂Ms.Argentina
Call of Duty; Modern Warfare
✚Simon "Ghost" Riley
✚Johnny "Soap" MacTavish
✚John Price
✚Kyle "Gaz" Garrick
✚Alejandro Vargas
✚Rodolfo "Rudy" Parra
✚Valeria Garza
✚Alex Keller
✚Farah Karim
✚Nikolai
✚Konig
✚Horangi
Random
❦Eddie Brock & Venom (2015)
❦Frankenstein's Monster - Mary SHelly
❦Classic Monsters; Dracula, Werewolves, etc.
❦Krampus(yes you read me)
❦Y/N from Stuck on A Childhood Crush/Friend & Killer (aka Cordelia)
Yes that's write. You can have your Y/N x Reader fics now.
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Hello lovelies!
Thats right… I’m back!!
Over this hiatus I’ve joined lots of new fandoms and lost interest in quite a few as well.. Nonetheless, new and improved pinned post!
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For all of the new visitors… Hello and welcome!
I’m Nyx, I’m 19, I use any pronouns, I’m an ENFP and I’m here to cater to all of your fandom needs!
On a side note; roleplay on my blog is allowed, as well as just sending me friendly asks! (I’ll make a list of taken anon names & characters if any occur)
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What I write
Matchups (Closed)
You can ask on anon!! Just know that I am trusting you are not a minor.
Be as detailed as you want! The more detailed the matchup is = easier it is for me to match you with someone! (If you give me a character you want for a matchup, I'm just going to give you them. No surprises there)
I will do matchups for ocs! Same rules apply!
Stuff to add to your matchup: Appearance, personality, hobbies, likes, dislikes, love language. Please add what fandom you want and preferred gender! I don't want to write a matchup you won't enjoy!
Headcanons (Closed)
You can ask on anon!! Just make sure to check what I don't write for!!
I'll write for any gender reader, any sexuality, canon ships, ocs × character(s), s/o x character(s), non-problematic ships, and for singular characters.
Be as detailed as you want with your headcanons, that way I understand what you want easier!
You can ask for as many characters you want with your given scenario! All I ask is that you keep it to four characters maximum! (If I like your prompt or find it easy, I might add more!)
I will write headcanons for you and the character you get from a matchup, just ask and you shall receive!
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Fandoms & Characters I Write For
If a character isn’t on my list, just ask! I won’t bite!
Dead By Daylight
Killers
Killer Masterlist
Albert Wesker / Mastermind
Artist
Demogorgon*
Doctor
Dredge*
Ghostface
Hillbilly
Huntress
Knight
Legion (Only Frank & Julie can be matched and written NSFW)
Micheal Myers / Shape
Nurse
Oni
Pig
Pyramid Head / Executioner
Spirit
Trapper
Trickster
Wraith
Survivors
Survivor Masterlist
Ada Wong
Cheryl Mason
Claudette Morel
Chris Redfield
David King (only matched with guys)
Dwight Fairfield
Élodie Rakoto
Feng Min
Haddie Kaur
Jake Park
Jill Valentine
Jane Romero
Kate Denson
Laurie Strode
Leon Kennedy
Meg Thomas
Mikaela Reid
Nancy Wheeler
Steve Harrington
Vittorio Toscano
Yui Kimura
Yun-Jin Lee
Destiny 2
Destiny 2 Masterlist
Ada-1
Amanda Holiday
Banshee-44
Caiatl
Cayde-6
Drifter
Eris Morn
Elsie
Ikora Rey
Lord Shaxx
Mara Sov
Osiris*
Saint-14*
Shaw Han
Crow
Uldren Sov
Zavala
Stranger Things
Stranger Things Masterlist
Alexei
Billy Hargrove
Dustin Henderson
Eddie Munson
Jane Hopper “Eleven”
Lucas Sinclair
Max Mayfield
Mike Wheeler
Nancy Wheeler
001 / Peter Ballard
Robin Buckley
Steve Harrington
Will Byers
Misc.
Misc. Masterlist
Bruce Wayne (Batman 2022)
Edward Nashton (Batman 2022)
Hannibal Lecter (Hannibal Tv Series)
Will Graham (Hannibal Tv Series)
Any character with an asterisk will not be put in matchups
Any characters who are bolded will not be put in matchups or written NSFW
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My OCs
Masterlist
Feel free to ask about them!
Zephyr
Evil lettol guy
I made him in 7th grade, I just keep updating him.
Tag: OC: Zeph
Sabbath
Kind of my sona
Idk what inspired him
Tag: OC: Sabbath
Syn
Destiny Awoken Warlock OC
Solar
Tag: OC: Syn
Curse-4
Destiny Exo Hunter OC
Stasis
Tag: OC: Curse-4
Foxx
Destiny Awoken Titan OC
???? (Switches constantly)
Tag: OC: Foxx
Kit “Kitty” Archer
DbD & Stranger Things OC
I love her <3
Tag: OC: Kitty
Asher “Ash” Montgomery
I also made him in 7th grade… (Remade him and hes better now)
DbD & Stranger Things OC
Tag: OC: Ash
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Rules
DNI
DNI if you are underaged, a proshipper, TERF, trump supporter, anti-abortionist, transphobic, pedophile, homophobic, or racist.
Will not Write
I will not write about anything racist, homophobic, transphobic, or pedophelic. I also don’t feel comfortable writing about child abuse, animal abuse, or suicide.
NSFW Writing
I am willing to write nsfw requests as long as the character requested is not a minor and the kinks involved are not bathroom related.
Enjoy your Stay!
- Nyx
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Fluffmas 2022 official completed list
Festive- Virgil Sparda x reader
Hot Chocolate- Yoichi Asakawa x reader
Reunite- Dante Sparda x reader
Decorations- Tiffany Valentine x reader
Snowball fight- Jeff Johansen x reader
Misitoe kisses- Jesse Cromeans x reader
Secret santa- Yui Kimura x reader
Ugly sweaters- Jake Park x reader
Childhood memories- Claudette Morel x Jake Park
Drunken eggnog confessions- poly! Ghostface x reader
Holiday party- the demon Brothers (obey me) x reader
First Christmas as a family- Lester Sinclair x reader
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Dbd!dom!Leon Kennedy x fem!sub!reader smut
Tw:violence, mention of death, murder, oral sex,vaginal sex, fingering, choking, public sex, kinky nicknames, dominating
The Entety, that thing that brought us into this world, these matches that tore apart our soul and body, just so we can spawn at that campfire again and have to act like nothing happened. Does it have reasons for choosing the survivors for these deathmatches and does it really see everything that happens in those matches? Does it know about every thought we have? That would be... emberassing
I was sitting at this damn campfire, like almost every day, wondering what the entety knows about us and why she decidet to bring us here. "I seem to be the first one here, where is the rest of them?" I wonder as I'm looking around, seeing no one until some dark mist appears, it grows bigger, into a human shape and then dissapears, leaving the scared women, Claudette Morel, next to me. I'm good with Claudette, we are friends, not close friends but we could be close friends in the future
"Oh hi Y/n, nice to spawn in a trial with you again. Do you know which killer It's gonna be?" She started a , for this situation normal, talk "Hi , I sadly don't know which killer it is, I don't even know which other survivors it will be ..." I answered her. "Oh , right, where is everyone? They must spawn soon" was the last thing I heard from her before the black stuff appeared again , this time 2 human-like shapes started to form, one seemed to be a guy , the other seemed to be another women .
That first shape was done and the mist dissapeared to reveal him, my crush, my savior, Leon Kennedy!
"Oh, look It's him, you think he will have to save you again?" Claudette joked around , luckily she whispered so only I could hear it, would've been emberassing if she would've said that out loud...
You're wondering why I call him my savior? Let me tell you about it ..
FLASHBACK: I blew up a generator, for the second time now, I couldn't focus because of that hot stranger, He was tall, had a pretty toned body, that sadly was covered by a RPD uniform, but it looked so good on him, also his face had a nice shape, his eyes we're blue, they reminded me of oceans, but the Hair, it was blond and looked kinda fluffy, I really wanna touch it, I also want him to touch me.
While I was thinking , I didn't notice the killer that was on their way to get me, I noticed them when I heard that loud heartbeat, they almost hit me but I got up fast enough , so I ran , as fast as possible as they were chasing after me , slowly hunting me down , getting closer and closer, they almost got me as I dropped a pallet on them, stunning them for a secon, I kept running, turning back for a second, trying to find out which killer it was.
"Fuck, not the hag, dear entety, why did you choose the hag for this match?" I though more terrified than before. The hag is my least favourite , if you are wondering why, have you ever seen her mori? The way she slits you open with her sharp claws and then eats your organs? I ran a lot faster when I realised that I'm gonna end up that way if I don't fucking run. She still was chasing after me, I vaulted trough a window, she somehow managed to slit open my back while I did, but that sprint burst I got from it, oh damn , I should've used It better. I saw some lockers, 2 of them next to eachother, I opened the door of the right one and slipped inside of it , a second later she appeared from behind a wall, scanning the locatio she made her way towards these 2 lockers. She looked at them, trying to decide which one to open first , then she put her hand on the handle of the locker I was hiding in, pausing for a second. I couldn't breathe, I don't know if it was because of the tension or her rotton breath. She looked at the locker, then took her hand off of the handle , deciding to open the other locker, as she opened it I also opened mine, slapping the door of it in her face , stunning her for a few seconds, then running as fast as possible, she once again was chasing after me, I came near a pallet , trying to drop it on her, but she already hit me, I fell on the floor , unable to get up. She was just about to mori me, I closed my eyes ,getting ready for death as she was blinded by a flashlight, the person that blinded her used these seconds to pic me up, throwing me over his strong shoulders and running towards the escape gate with me , while he was running I realised who he was, it was the hot other survivor I thought about the whole time and he is saving me rn, damn *fangirl attack*
While he was running and carrying me the hag chased after us again, she was getting closer and closer as we were getting closer to the exit gate she almost hit us as we made it thought the gate at the right second .
He kept running until we reached the campfire again, then he sat me down and started healing me, I slowly started passing out, the last thing I remember was the name that was written on his uniform ,"Leon Scott Kennedy" it said.
FLASHBACK END
We went quite after a while, waiting for the match to start, as that dark mist started to come back and then teleported us on the map , It was the map from the halloween movies, I don't remember the name. I looked around and noticed that I spawned together with him, I looked at him, scanning his handsome features, he turned to look at me and I looked away as I felt my face heat up
"Focus Y/n , focus!" I thought, as I saw a generator near us I imediatly ran towards it, he seemed to follow me and we then repaired the generator in awkward silence, It was almost done as I heard that heartbeat sound, it was getting louder and louder , he seemed to have noticed it too and we ran away as fast as possible, Into a house . He closed the door behind us and I scanned the room for something to keep it closed , as my eyes met with a chair I had an Idea, I took it, placing it under the door handle so it can't be opened, while I did that Leon pushed a closet in front of the only window that you could use to vault inside .
"Fuck, that was close" he said breathing heavily. "I'm glad we made it inside of this house" I replied exhausted. We didn't move for a few seconds, trying to calm down untill he told me to follow him:"I know that a generator is in here , I'll lead you to it, follow me" Ofc I followed him up the stairs and into a room , the room was kimda big, there was a bed in it that looked very clean, next to it was the generator he told me about.
We started working on it, while that we talked a bit , he then said something that kind of shocked me: "oh btw I noticed the way you've been staring at me, tell me darling, what were you thinking while you were staring at me?" I blushed as he said that "He noticed? And did he call me darling?" Thought were rushing through my head as I tried to answer him: "I was just remembering that you saved me, do you remember it?" A bad excuse I came up with . He came closer and I stumbled back, the closer he came the more I tried getting away until my back hit the wall . He came closer, putting his hand on my chin to make me look at him "You can't even look at me while you lie, c'mon love , look at me with those pretty eyes of yours" he whispered, then he slowly came closer to my ear, whispering in it with the hottest voice I ever heard:" I know what you've been Imagening, the way you want me to touch you, the things you want me to do to you, you told me with just glaring at me. From now on you will call me master or sir, you understand? Good, now if you want me to fuck you, just beg me, beg me the best you can , maybe I'll listen"
I wasn't able to think straight, the second he stopped talking I responded: "Master, please" He didn't seem to have enough of the begging: "Please what? I know you're better than this, use your words" I was extreamly flustered, I held onto him and started begging him again: " Please Master, fuck me, as hard , fast and deep as possible, please!" Realization hit me after these words left my mouth, he smirked as he started speaking again: " Good girl, since you are begging this hard, it would be a shame if you wouldn't get what you wish for"
He started kissing me as he pressed me against the wall harder. I held onto him , trying to get as close to him as possible as he grabbed my ass, his action surprised me, he used that shock moment to slide his tongue into my mouth, exploring it and turning the kiss into a hot makeout session. I felt myself getting wet, as he stopped the kiss, just a string of saliva was connecting our lips . He then picked me up and throwed me on the bed in the room, starting to kiss my neck until he found my sweet-spot , I started moaning a bit while he kept sucking and biting on it until there was a huge hickey on my neck. He took off my clothes and I noticed the huge bulge in his pants, as I was laying naked in front of him, he started kissing my boobs , then sucking on my nipple, playing with the other one, I moaned loudly for him . As he was done with my boobs he got down, spreading my legs, then starting to circle my clit with his fingers, later putting his tongue on it . "Ahh Master" I moaned out . He seemed to like that , as he then started eating me out, I moaned louder and louder as i felt his tongue inside of me, I held on his hair , trying to stay still. I was getting closer and closer
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Masterlist Survivors
👓 Dwight Fairfield 👔
👟 Meg Thomas 🏃♀️
🧪 Claudette Morel 👓
🏞 Jake Park 🏕
🖼 Nea Karlsson 🛹
🎃 Laurie Strode 🗡
🃏 Ace Visconti ♠️
⌚️William "Bill" Overbeck 🪖
🎮 Feng Min ⚙️
🥊David King 🏈
💤 Quentin Smith⏰️
🔫 David Tapp 🧢
🎸 Kate Denson 🏵
Kate Denson x Reader headcanons Violinist
🥼 Adam Francis 🪨
🎨 Jeffrey "Jeff" Johansen 🎸
🎤 Jane Romero 📺
🏍 Yui Kimura 🔧
📑 Zarina Kassir 📹
🔦 Cheryl Mason 🌫
🏛 Felix Richter ✏️
🔍Elodie Rakoto 🔦
📀 Yun-Jin Lee 🎶
📟 Jill Valentine 🔫
🚔 Leon Scott Kennedy 🔫
📖 Mikaela Reid 👓
🕶 Jonah Vasquez 🧮
🌊 Yoichi Asakawa ☂️
🔦 Haddie Kaur🎙
�� Ada Wong 🎧
💉 Rebecca Chambers 🩹
🔮 Vittorio Toscano 📜
🔧Thalita Lyra 🪁
🪁Renato Lyra 🎸
⚙️ Gabriel Soma 🪛
#Dead by Daylight#Dead by Daylight x Reader#Dead by Daylight headcanons#Dead by Daylight Oneshots#masterlist
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Hello! It’s been awhile since I’ve asked someone to write something so I’ll ask you because I love your writing! (If requests are open ofc) Can I request some fluffy headcanons of Claudette and Ji-Woon with a shy, sweet female S/O? Preferably outside of the entity’s realm. I know it’s kinda a weird combination but I love them both very dearly. Can’t wait to see what you make! ^^
- @fireflamemyers1978
Yas, will do.
God, I’m so sorry for taking so long with requests. I’m not sure if I can update all that much but I’ll try to write more in the future.
The reader is female in this
Ji-Woon & Claudette with a S/O that's shy and sweet
Claudette Morel
Claudette isn't the most confident type either, she doesn't engage with others all that much due to her shyness.
You being shy is a huge relief for her as she feels like you can relate to her issues. More than her parents do, at least.
Due to your sweet and accepting nature, she always feels comfortable talking to you like a waterfall about various topics that interest her. She also listens to you speak and the way your voice rings in her ears awake the butterfly's in her stomach.
You notice how different she acts around others. She’s a lot quieter and tries not to involve herself too much in a conversations unless she is talking to you.
Not that you mind though, you love to see how passionate she gets about the things she loves.
In her eyes, you always seem to find the right words to say, no matter what. Sweet romantic things in the moment when you’re wrapped in a blanket, just listening to each other’s voice throughout the night.
Enjoying each other’s silence has become a common occurrence in your relationship. Claudette feels happy to know that her presence alone can make you feel content and relaxed. And she feels the same.
Constantly melts under your gentle affection. She loves it when you hold her face, looking at her with the sweetest and most loving gaze.
Also melts when you get shy under her affection. Especially when she makes flower and plant bundles for you, and endlessly talks to you about the meanings they have.
Ji-Woon Hak
Ji-Woon is confident in his way, and always wants to make sure his voice is heard, basically the opposite of you.
But despite that, he absolutely loves you. Every inch of you is perfection in his eyes and he wants to make sure you know it too.
He’s a shithead and thrives over the fact that you get shy very easily over his affection. He makes sure that he’s extra sweet towards you, holding you close or giving you random kisses on various places on your face.
He teases you for it too, but inside his heart, it takes so much willpower to not tackle you to the ground and smooch you all over your face. He finds you soooo adorable when your face gets all red or you start stuttering and get all nervous around him as if you are falling in love with him all over again.
It’s no doubt that he thinks you’re incredibly sweet too. He might even joke about how he wants to snack on you.
Sometimes he wonders how someone like him could get someone like you. The K-pop industry is rough and tough, long schedules and even longer working hours. He fears that one day he won’t find you in his apartment anymore.
But when he opens that door to be immediately engulfed in a hug, it’s like an angel was send down from heaven, lifting all of the weight and pressure whilst giving him a taste of what heaven truly feels like.
“Is this not what heaven is?” Ji-Woon asked you one night. “When you feel happy even breathing the same air as your loved ones.” He chuckled when he saw you burying your face deeper into his bare chest, afraid that the dim light couldn’t hide your flushed face.
#dbd#dead by daylight#dbd x reader#Claudette morel x reader#Ji-Woon hak x reader dbd#Ji-Woon hak x reader#the trickster x reader#the trickster x reader dbd
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Dead by Daylight: Best Kissers
1. Yun-Jin Lee
She’s hands down the best. She knows exactly what to do to get your going. She’s very observant after all. She likes to give you kisses on the cheek, but that only builds up to the kisses she gives on the lips. Those will melt a person.
2. Claudette Morel
She’s not the most active person when it comes to kissing, but she gives the best forehead kisses. It’s more of an innocent type–contradicting Yun-Jin. She give comforting kisses.
3. Jake Park
He’s in third place because he knows how to place his lips on yours. He’s not amazing at it, but he’ll give you butterflies. He’s give sweet and “to the point” kisses. They don’t last long but you wish they did.
4. The Huntress
She knows what she’s doing. She knows how to hold you in her strong grasp, how to place her lips, how much tongue—the whole nine-yards. She’s not #1 though for the fact that she’s very rough and prefers going for the neck.
5. Leon S. Kennedy
He’s very inexperienced which is why he’s not higher on the list. He’s not lower though because of his eagerness. He’s always up to try a different style of kissing and always gives the smallest, sweetest kisses. He prefers receiving kisses rather than giving, though.
6. The Trickster
Trickster knows how to use that tongue. Is it a good thing or a bad thing—eh we’ll leave it to the recipient. He bites, however. Hell bit your neck, your lip, your ear lobe… and it won’t be very gentle. He wants what he wants and doesn’t exactly like being told no—but damn does he know how to move that tongue in a heated kiss.
#dbd x reader#dead by deadlight#jake park#jake park x reader#the trickster#trickster x reader#the huntress#the huntress x reader#yun jin lee#yum Jin lee x reader#leon kennedy x reader#Leon Kennedy#Claudette morel#Claudette morel x reader
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Claudette x Reader with Claudette taking care of reader's injury after they took a hit for her to make sure she got out of trial alive? Maybe with a soft cheek smooch?
thank you so much for the ask! I really like claudette and I can see her totally doing that B) also sorry if it looks a bit rushed! I'm still pretty new to writting like that!
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-It was a harsh judgment against the Huntress and only claudette and you were alive and all the genes were over.
- All you needed was to open the gate so you two could live together and be ready for the next trial, you were already fully healed thanks to Jake before he fell to his death.
-all care was needed, Claudette was already close to death after coming off the hook for the second time and hurt too, any attack could be the end of her, you were looping the Huntress, making sure it would give Claudette more time to finish opening the gate.
-The gate is already open and as planned, the hatchet catches you, a scream of pain comes out of your mouth and you tell Claudette to leave, now before the Huntress gets any closer.
-But you didn't expect her arm to be pulled to get you both out of that place, Claudette didn't want to lose you like she lost the others, even though she knew they would be at camp, she would refuse to leave you behind.
-Luckily, the hatchets were gone and the Huntress was coming after you, but you both managed to get out. It relieves you but then your pain consumes you, oh yes, you had forgotten for a moment about being hit by the hatchet.
-Claudette thanks you for holding that assassin for a long time but gets mad that you acted in a way that could have killed you! but both were alive and that's what matters. She takes care of your injuries and as a reward, she gives you a kiss on the cheek and a hug.
-Maybe that kiss did give you more motivation to want to hold the killer as long as she stays safe...
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#dead by daylight x reader#dbd x reader#claudette morel x reader#dbd claudette#dbd claudette x reader#dbd survivors x reader#dbd claudette morel#my writting
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Female survivors with Creep!reader
The wolf-masked creep makes their rounds around the realm
Claudette Morel
Isn't really sure what to make of you
Sure, you're a perv that hunts down and hurts her friends
But you've never really touched her in trials
You completely ignore her for the most part
However, she has spotted you recording her every now and then
She almost feels like a child being documented as they take their first steps
More than once have you opted to chase her teammates instead of her, even if she was closer
Still, you chase her every once in a while
Gotta appease the Entity if only a little
She hears you chuckle as you chase her through jungle gyms
She gets even more confused when she notices how genuine and joyful they are
Claudette's instincts kick in, honed over countless trials of survival. Without a second thought, she reacts to the chase by slamming a pallet down, a move she's repeated instinctively time and time again.
The impact elicits a grunted sound of pain from you, momentarily disrupting your relentless pursuit.
Her heart skips a beat as the realization sinks in. She didn't intend to hurt you, at least not directly. Years of trials have ingrained certain responses into her muscle memory, and in the heat of the moment, she acted without thinking. A squeak of surprise escapes her lips, followed by an immediate and sincere apology, her voice laced with genuine regret.
"I'm so sorry!" she exclaims, her words tumbling out as she continues her frantic escape.
You simply stand there and watch her run away, your camcorder recording every precious moment.
Laurie Strode
Another survivor that hates your guts
Laurie has dealt with masked stalkers before
She's pretty prepared to face you every time
You like that about her
You love how every chase with her is never boring
You taunt her as she loops you around a pallet
"You're getting sloppy, blondie"
You swing at her, but she manages to slide across the pallet just in time
You curse the Entity for allowing Made For This to exist
Laurie is never afraid to bite back with a remark of her own
"You're fucking with me, right? There's no way you're this bad"
"aaaaaanndd you're getting tunneled"
Even when you do eventually down her
Boom. A glass shard to the back
Finally, the moment of triumph arrives as you catch up to Laurie, her breath ragged and her determination unbroken. With a swift, calculated strike, you manage to bring her down, her body collapsing to the cold ground.
As you reach down to lift her up, a sudden searing pain erupts across your back. A shard of glass, hurled with unexpected accuracy, embeds itself deep into your flesh. A primal howl of agony tears from your throat, the pain slicing through your senses and momentarily overwhelming your focus. Laurie's attack succeeds, forcing you to release her as you stumble forward, your grip loosening involuntarily.
Casting a furious glare in her direction, you find Laurie's defiant gaze fixed upon you. Bloodied and bruised, she's seized this chance to escape. But she doesn't leave before rubbing salt in the wound.
"Nice try, you overgrown mutt. Maybe next time you'll learn to keep up," she sneers, her words laced with mockery. The mixture of insult and taunting laughter follows her as she runs away.
Laurie's escape, while a momentary defeat, has ignited a renewed sense of excitement. The thrill of the chase only makes your appetite for the hunt stronger.
Haddie Kaur
She's quite the challenge for you
Being a psychic, she's always been able to tell whenever you're stalking her from afar
She can feel the evil that emanates from your camcorder as it points right at her as she works on a gen with others
It's almost funny how much of a warning announcement she becomes
She reminds you of those Amber Alerts you used to get
"I feel them close! Everyone scatter!"
They disperse like roaches
Haddie makes an effort to get your attention as she runs off, wanting to get the heat off her allies
You humor her and you begin the chase
Chases with Haddie aren't really exciting, but you find it amusing how eager she is to play the hero
You tease her a bit as she loops you around the killer shack
"You think there's some podcasters talking about your disappearance right now?"
Haddie never responds to you
You huff
Are all "altruists" this boring?
She darts through the killer shack, desperately evading your advances. Despite your attempts at taunting, she remains resolutely focused, never granting you the satisfaction of a response. Her determination emanates silently, and it's clear she won't be swayed by your mind games.
As the chase reaches a crescendo, you lunge forward with your whip, aiming to strike as Haddie vaults through a window. Your weapon misses its mark, impacting the wall with an unsatisfying thud. A frustrated growl escapes your lips, the irritation evident in your actions.
Haddie, however, doesn't spare a glance back; she simply continues her sprint. Haddie's singular goal of buying time for her friends drives her forward. She doesn't grant you the satisfaction of a reaction
With an exasperated eye roll, you vault through the same window she did, the chase now entering a new phase as you continue to pursue her relentlessly.
As you trail her, a low, muttering voice escapes your lips, "You're definitely getting face camped."
#dbd x reader#dead by daylight x reader#haddie kaur#claudette morel#laurie strode#laurie x reader#claudette x reader#Haddie x reader#Creep!reader#killer!reader
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Y/n: wait hold on how do I spell square..
Claudette: S Q
y/n: oh! Wait… S Q U A R!
Claudette: there’s a E at the end! You’re a writer!
Y/n: IM DYSLEXIC!
Claudette: either way I’m right and you’re still dyslexic
Y/n:… MICHAEL! She’s being mean again!
Michael proceeded to tombstone Claudette
@randomfandomdreaming my roommate is mean lol
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