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ozzgin · 7 months

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Pyramid Head x Reader

Featuring Pyramid Head and a reader with amnesia lost in Silent Hill. This is Pyramid Head as originally intended for Silent Hill 2, so expect a lot of game-based immersion. Warning: NSFW, dubious/non-consent, violence, gore

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"Oh, for fuck's sake!"

You grunt and slap the wheel, hoping your defiant act of violence will somehow convince the car engine to start again. It remains quiet. You run a hand through your hair and sigh. The palm is mildly sticky with moisture and you realize you've been sweating a fair amount. No wonder, you're stuck in this shithole. You couldn't see a damn thing ahead with all this fog. The only discernible object was a rusty, run-down sign showing "Silent Hill". You've never heard the name before, but reading the letters and allowing the words to escape your lips has brought you an unexpected wave of panic. You quickly began hyperventilating and your arms involuntarily twitched and twisted, pulling the wheel of the car along with them and causing the car to swerve into a street barrier. And now it refuses to turn back on. Fantastic.

You hesitantly grab the door handle. After a deep breath in, you open the door and step out. Given the car crashed sideways, you can no longer tell which way is back and which way is forward. You can only see the first few inches of the barrier in both directions, but everything else vanishes under the thick clouds of mist. You rub your temples, becoming increasingly upset with yourself. What were you even doing, driving all the way to-

Wait. Where were you going in the first place? You recall leaving from...home? But where is that supposed to be? No, don't do this. Not now. You walk back to the car and open the glove compartment, angrily pulling out a thick stack of documents and spreading them out onto the chair. You scan over them, growing more impatient. You don't recognize anything. The names and words and addresses don't hold any meaning. You glance up to the rear-view mirror in an attempt to detect some trail of blood seeping from your scalp, as a concussion might explain your sudden memory loss, but your appearance is fresh. Almost as if you didn't just crash your car in a strange place in utter confusion.

You check your phone. Even if you can't remember, there has to be someone in your contacts that will come to your aid. The screen glitches briefly when you unlock it and the menu is empty. No contacts, no messages, no apps. No matter, emergency will do. You type in the digits and lift the phone to your head, but quickly remove it when loud static assaults your eardrums. Why is nothing working properly? You're tempted to just slam the junk into the pavement, but find enough composure to stuff it back in the pocket for now.

All that's left to do now is to find another human. You begin walking. The road has to lead somewhere, that's for certain. And soon enough the barrier is replaced with a different kind of fencing that you use as guidance. It seems to be a small bridge. Just a few steps further and you discover the first signs of modern, populated world: a bus stop. Behind the waiting bench is a brief map of the area and you trace the plaque with your fingers, mumbling the path to yourself. "Now let's see...This is Nathan Avenue...Rosewater Park ahead...Ah, the Silent Hill Fire Station should be very close."

You can't wait to be done with this mess. They'll call for a tow truck and get you out of here. You almost sprint to the next block, expectantly. In fact, you can already spot someone right outside the building.

"Thank God! Listen, my car broke down before the bridge. My stupid phone is also...huh."

Just as you mention it, the same static as previously erupts from the speaker. You're startled and fumble for your phone. You're about to apologize to the person in front of you, but upon lifting your gaze you instantly stop in your tracks.

'Person' is a strong word for it. It resembles one, or maybe it was one long ago. What's crawling towards you, however, is not how you'd define it. The arms are melted into the torso, mimicking a straight jacket of skin. The bony, crooked legs are dragging themselves in an unnatural, unnerving way. The creature has no face, save for a gaping hole, a bizarre cavity deforming what should be a head. Your mouth grimaces with disgust, followed by fear. Terror. You have the choice of returning to your damaged car, or attempting to find actual help deeper into the town. You run ahead, praying that someone's out there. The dissonant sound of a siren can be heard, diffused into the persistent fog.

By the time you reach the next building, you're gasping for air. You didn't expect to run this far. You went all the way around Toluca lake, avoiding the side streets. The center was swarming with those abominations. Each turn and each corner would eventually reveal its revolting murmur, that pathetic shuffle of disfigured limbs. Thankfully they're not fast, nor smart. A little distance and they lose their interest to pursue you. You fall against the brick wall of this small house and read the poster. "Silent Hill Historical Society". Doesn't look too promising, but it's surprisingly devoid of any monstrous being. At this point you'd be more grateful for emptiness. It's safer.

You tiptoe your way in, wary of potential attackers. There's a faint buzz echoing from afar, but other than that no immediate danger. You examine the lobby and notice the paintings and old photos hanging from the decaying wallpaper. It smells slightly rotten. One of the art pieces catches your attention and you stop in front of it. "Misty Day, Remains of Judgement".

The abstract character depicted on canvas reminds you of an executioner. The more you stare, the clearer you can feel some kind of guilt knotting inside your stomach. Your shoulders are heavy and you're overwhelmed by the same anxiety of a child about to be punished. Awaiting the belt. The calloused hand of an unforgiving father. Your throat is dry.

Your musings are interrupted by the static that - as you've since learned - warns you of approaching creatures. The rooms are cramped and the walls are narrow and you dislike the idea of calculating your escape within this claustrophobic maze, but it's preferable to being dead. You jog along slithering paths, unsure of where they lead. The threatening turbulence of your phone goes up and down, like a sine wave, with each turn into uncharted territory. In your frantic efforts to flee you don't see the large hole blocking your way, or at least not fast enough. By the time you figure out the outlines of this pitch black well, you're flooded with the light sensation of gravitational force, stretching and compressing your innards as you fall. Is this how you end?

It's not so easy.

As soon as you open your eyes, a burning pain metastasizes through the head, digging deep into your brain. You grab onto your scalp and press your fingers over the skin, hoping for a small relief. In your debilitating migraine you don't hear the agitated flutter of limbs. They're minuscule, but so many. Thousands of sclerotized joints frothing around your limp form. You lift yourself off the rusted ground and yelp voiceless at the sight. Cockroaches. The pile of vermin lets out a deafening, high pitched screech with every movement. You drag your elbows in an attempt to get away, but the creepers almost ignore your existence. They seem to be running away from something, retreating in masses.

You don't have to wait long in order to witness their source of fear. Heavy footsteps, muffled by the grating friction of metal against metal. A corroded stench invades your lungs and you cough. Whatever is coming has instilled the utmost dread in your very bones. You want to get up and run, until your legs give up and your body collapses of exhaustion, but your limbs are petrified in panic. Your chest constricts and throbs, as if your heart is trashing to escape this prison condemned to unknown doom.

Finally, the fiend comes into view. A tall, large man wearing a leather apron layered with grime and encrusted blood. His skin is scarred and discolored, and a bulky, dense pyramid structure rests on his broad shoulders, concealing his face. He seems to be dragging along a great knife of sorts, although on closer inspection it looks like a halved pair of oversized scissors. The edge is dulled and has splattered visceral leftovers mattifying its surface. You remember the painting you've seen upstairs. Is this what it is? Your Retribution?

You lower yourself until your forehead touches the rusty floor. Like an animal awaiting to receive the final blow from its hunter, like a prisoner resigning to his fate under the guillotine. If only matters could be dealt with so simply! Your neck is clawed into a tight hold by the large gloved hand and you're crudely pulled back up so that you can properly face your Punisher. There's a vague grunt coming from underneath his bizarre helmet.

He carries you to the nearest wall and slams you against it. The great knife drops to the floor with a loud crash, and the other hand, now freed, begins to search your lower clothing. You can feel the seams of the garments tear and snap with no resistance. You want to vocalize a protest, but your throat is crushed under the forceful pressure of his clasp. At best, you can exhale in what sounds like a whispered wail. His apron is nonchalantly flipped to the side and your thigh lifted over his forearm, so that his hand can adjust itself securely under your bottom for support.

Abruptly, a prickling ache crosses your entire body as if you've just been split in two. Tears automatically begin forming in the corner of your eyes and spill down your cheeks and over the pyramid that's now pressing tightly against your quivering form. It's too big and you want to push away, but with each renewed plunge you grow weaker. The small tears and rips that blossom around your abused intimacy turn into bleeding wounds. You want to sleep.

A creature of pure instinct, serving as a reminder of human perversions and immoral desires. Travesty, corruption, sin. And what about it? Before you know it, a small moan escapes your dried lips. You throw your arms around your captor's shoulders. The sharp edges of the helmet scratch your skin, waking you back into consciousness. Your lower muscles start to relax around the massive member and allow for a smoother glide in and out. The numbness is gradually replaced by pleasant sensations. The throbbing reverberates inside your abdomen and your other leg wraps around the creature's hips, asking for more contact. Once your compliance is confirmed, the hand pinning you by the neck wanders to other parts of your body in starved desperation. Your voice returns and more lewd whines roll out one after another. If only you had a mirror so you could look at yourself in this moment. What shameless expressions are you wearing on your face? You're clinging to your violator in feverish depravity. And in return, the creature responds to your cravings with increased intensity. He seems to resonate with your wishes and stiffens his hold on you with newfound obsession. His thrusts become almost feral, with a certain possessiveness to it.

As you're about to reach your peaks, your mind once again travels to the painting. You wonder if you'd be hung and framed just like the prisoners behind their executioner. Pleasure mixed with guilt.

What sin is eroding your entrails?

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sweet-as-an-angel · 1 year

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Yandere Pyramid Headcanons

Warnings: Possessive Behaviour, Unhealthy Behaviour, Pyramid also exists in the version of Silent Hill before the Church Bell Rings, Mention of Physical Attack on Reader, No Pronouns used for Reader Except ‘You’.

Possessive ahh monster man.

Keeps you in a safe, isolated location far from the epicentre of the town so that the only monster you’re at risk of is him.

Scary dog privileges :>

Does anything and everything you ask him to, no matter how trivial the task. Unless you ask him to let you go outside.

Even if the other creatures aren’t wandering around and prowling the streets at that moment, he refuses to let you out.

Unless you give him the puppy dog eyes, which, to his absolute confusion, he found himself unable to resist.

But only once.

You used Pyramid’s weakness for cuteness against him and, when he heard a sound in the distance – the all-too familiar ringing of church bells – and turned to face the origin, you took your chance to escape.

You knew the monsters would come as the world around you peeled, revealing a hellish, rust-ridden, infested reality which, in your terror-stricken state, you didn’t think you’d be around long enough to be at risk of.

Of course, you were cornered.

Of course, just as you were about to become a commemorative name and face on a t-shirt at the hands of a monstrosity, Pyramid Head stepped in and wiped that jittering, straight-jacketed bastard off every map there was, physical and spectral.

Much like the very day he met you. Took you (for what purpose, you still do not know).

He’s never let you out of his sight since.

Keeps you by his side when he’s on a supply run since he can’t trust you to remain in the safety of whatever building he’s fortified.

You might not know it, given his involuntarily stoicism, but Pyramid Head is constantly watching you.

Sure, you may get the feeling you’re being watched, but in a town like Silent Hill, that’s practically a birthright.

And besides, Pyramid doesn’t have any eyes…you think ? So how can he possibly be watching you ?

If you try to chance your arm and run away, he uses his knife as a deterrent.

Slams it down right where you’d be if you had been a second quicker.

He’d never hit you. Not intentionally.

His strength and eternity of wielding the blade makes it as easy to control it as if it were his arm, or an extra limb.

But you don’t need to know that.

He’s lowkey a sucker for physical contact btw.

Once, he found you standing closer to him than usual when the day grew particularly cold.

He wasn’t sure what you were doing at first until you flat-out muttered about “How frigid” it was.

Clouds seemed to form before your face, a human anomaly Pyramid hadn't witnessed this close before. If ever.

This man has no clue how to help you, so he just kind of watched as you gave him a wide-eyed look and, quivering, approaching him as if he were a feral dog (why did you look so scared of him…?), leaned against his side.

He shifted, jumped, stepped back.

What was this feeling ?

His heart spiked, his skin prickled.

Alarmed, you sprang back, and he couldn’t articulate the response to tell you to stay, come back, I’m sorry.

When the two of you finally resumed your journey to nowhere, he walked a little closer to you, inching nearer every few minutes until his hand brushed your side.

And you didn’t pull away :> !

Eventually, when you grew tired, you settled in a decrepit little room that, much like the rest of the town, looked as if it would fall apart if you so much as gave it a mean look.

In a rare act of humanity, Pyramid sat beside you.

And he damn near jumped out of his skin (again) when, unprovoked, you leaned against him.

He made sure not to spook you. Not again.

He couldn’t handle that wounded stare you’d given him earlier. It made him feel…weak. Vulnerable. Human.

And he did not enjoy it.

Well, that's what he thought at first. Before the warmth of something unidentifiable settled in his chest.

From then on, he started taking you out during the colder hours of the day just for the chance to have your skin brush against his.

And each time, that feeling, that tightness in his chest, would spark, set him alight with a fluttering sensation he'd never known before he found you.

Until you got sick. Then he toned it down a little.

But only because he couldn’t enjoy his solitary walks to where he knew medicine lay, too concerned with wondering why you were jerking, and why you sounded like you were roaring whenever you opened your mouth and your eyes squeezed shut, or why liquid would pour out of your nose.

Bless him, he doesn’t know what a cold – or sickness – is. But he does know that, when you lay on top of him and basically used him as your bed, curling up on his chest, he thought he’d seen light.

Real light.

Has resisted the urge to try and make you ill again just for that purpose.

Luckily, your random acts of affection – hand holding (or finger holding, since your entire hand could wrap around one of his fingers), nuzzling, leaning on him, saying “Thank you” whenever he returned with the supplies – keeps his unhealthy tendencies at bay.

Well, most of them at least.

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saturncodedstarlette · 2 months

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[In life you have two paths who you want to become]

Type A Y/N : I like to do illustrations ☺️💕

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multific · 10 months

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A/N: My first Pyramid Head fic! Hope you enjoy and let me know if you want more!

He was mad. The one thing, the most important one was missing.

He arrived back and put his sword to the side when he noticed. His little Angel, his everything was gone.

You were gone and he couldn't find you.

He was mad, beyond mad, he was ready to burn Silent Hill down, again, just to find you.

He had an idea who took you. He had a very good idea who took you and he will set fire to the rain to get you back.

He marched back out with his sword in hand, his heavy steps echoed through the entire building which you called home.

You on the other end were thrown into a room, well it was more like a cell. They tried to torture you for information.

They didn't know where you came from or who you were, but you didn't say a word. They didn't need to know that you lived with the mightiest beast of them all.

He loved you and you loved him, it was a simple relationship. Even if he didn't talk, you understood him perfectly.

You still remember when you first saw him how scared you were, you surely thought this will be the end for you, you accidentally stumbled across the town and were thrown into this hell of monsters.

You assumed these people didn't know what you meant to Pyramid Head, but they will find out real soon.

You weren't even there for more than a day, yet they took you out almost hourly to ask you the same stupid questions.

"How did you get here?"

"Is there a way out?"

"HOW DO WE GET OUT OF HERE, BITCH?!"

Always the same stupid questions, but no matter how many times they hit you, you never answered. You could tell they were new, their hiding place was so obvious.

You didn't even tell them your name when they asked.

They didn't deserve to know.

Then you heard the steps, they threw you out, hoping for the beast to claim your soul but all of them watched in awe when you ran into his arms.

Upon seeing your injuries, especially the ones around your wrists, he saw red.

You didn't watch. You only walked away back to the hotel you called home.

But you still heard their screams as you walked away.

You arrived home, Pyramid closely followed you as you watched him sit down on your bed, his size making the bed bend as he patted his leg. Knowing what it meant you headed to sit down in your usual place.

"I was home when they got me. I didn't leave, I think they saw me through the window."

You felt his arms tighten around you.

You were scared but you also knew that he was going to save you, it was only a matter of time.

He lifted his other hand and ran his thumb over your injured wrist.

"It doesn't hurt as much as you would think." you said, trying to reassure him.

He slowly nodded.

You moved slightly so your head can rest on his shoulder, trying to slowly relax and get some sleep.

He held you so close and secure you fell asleep almost instantly.

To others, this place was hell, filled with monsters, but to you, it was home.

A home where your love was.

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sukuna-darling · 1 year

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Pʏʀᴀᴍɪᴅ Hᴇᴀᴅ ᴀɴᴅ…ᴘᴜssʏᴊᴏʙ

tags ⥂ 𝐦𝐝𝐢, PwP, monster fucking, size difference - Pyramid head is 7 feet tall, some face fucking, pyramid head has a praise kink, pussy job/grinding, he likes showing off his strength, dacryphilia, some choking

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Slowly gliding your hand along Pyramid’s veiny cock. Which flexes, jerking upwards in your hand. As his abs clench and his legs tremble.

Licking the thick bitter pre-cum dripping from his head. You ask, “Do you want more?” To your delight, his neglected cock and balls are highly sensitive to the smallest licks and gentlest kisses. Which meant that he got overwhelmed easily.

The exciting thrill of having some control over the large, muscular monster despite kneeling between his massive thighs. Which is thicker than your head and tense, perfect to grind your soft pussy on.

Cupping your head, his large, thick fingers covering your skull. The tips of fingers pressing against your neck. Whilst his thumb is on your forehead.

Guiding your head closer to his cock. Whilst he grabs his cock, rubbing his cock head along your lips, smearing his pre-cum. Mute by choice or not, you don't know, so his actions are the only thing you had to read into.

Opening your mouth whilst he nudges his cock past your lips. His grasp on your head tightens whilst he shoves himself into your throat. Which tightens around him, making him moan loudly.

The sound echoed inside his large, bloodstained helmet. Whilst he holds your head down. Your eyes burn whilst your throat squeezes him, and the hot, wet warmth wraps around half of his cock.

Pushing on his hard abs is akin to shoving a wall. Digging your nails, dragging them down, leaving behind the only marks he would willfully allow someone to make on his body.

Relaxing your body and resigning yourself to no air. Cupping Pyramid’s large balls. Even with both hands, hang off the sides of your palm. You’re only able to hold and massage one of his balls in one hand.

Lifting your head up whilst you hollow your cheeks. Sharply taking in a deep breath through your nose. Before moaning around him as he pushes your head down.

Pyramid head lifts you off his cock which passes your lips with a loud pop. You are softly panting whilst he stares down at you. As if he can see you through the mask.

Tear trickle down your cheeks, and he pushes your head back down. Shoving his thick head against your hips whilst letting out a whimper when you don’t open your mouth fast enough.

Grabbing his wrist whilst he stops pushing your head forward. Letting you say, “You’re always doing all the work looking after me. Let me take care of you for your first time going all the way. It’s my way of saying thank you.” He shivers and his breath hitches.

Pyramid drops his hand from your head. Whilst you moan, “I’m so proud of you, you’re so big and strong, looking so handsome and scary when you keep me safe.” Standing up and reaching up to drag your finger along the right edge of his helmet.

You tell him, “We’ve been doing a lot of mouth stuff to get you used to having your heavy cock taken care of. So tonight we are going to do something a little different. But first, how about a kiss?” Pulling your hand back as the helmet peels back in the corner.

Closing your eyes d parting your lips for Pyramid’s hot long black tongue. Pressing your thighs together, trapping his cock between. With him pressed against your pussy.

Pyramid head grabs your hips the moment you drag your pussy along his veiny length. Rubbing your clit whilst smearing whilst your soft lips wrap around him.

Standing up quickly, lifting you off the ground. Whilst his grasp on your hips tightens. He mimics the grinding of your hips. Dragging your clit along his cock.

Looking down to see his fat head slipping out from between your legs. Which hangs for a moment before he grabs his cock. Since he only needs one hand to hold your body in the air.

Nudging your clit with his cock, he slowly thrusts his hips forward. Whilst you moan, "Your cock looks so good against my pussy. Hmm Pyra!" Dig your nails into his flexing biceps. Which you’re sure he is doing just to show off. Since he lifts you with ease all the time, he decides you’re done exploring the dangerous streets.

Taking his tongue out of your mouth. Pulling it back under his helmet, which closes. Whilst you whine,

“I don’t want you to stop! But I want to be the one to spoil you.” He rolls his hips and you moan whilst biting down on his chest.

Your back hits the wall as he pulls you away from him. Pinning you to the wall by your throat. His large palm is the size of your neck. So he splays his fingers out and digs his fingertips into the wall, making small holes.

Biting your lip as you admire the red bite mark on his pale chest. Smiling and moaning, “If this is what your want, I can’t tell you no.” Grabbing your legs and holding them up, showing your pussy to Pyramid Head in a mating press.

He grabs his cock to line himself up with the hole he sees between your slit. Trying to push himself past as you whine, “You can have that soon enough. Be patient handsome. Your cock is big enough to rip me apart if we aren’t careful. As much as I want you to break my pussy, I want to do this again with you soon.” He growls and ruts his hips. As he presses down on your throat, he growls,

“My pussy.” His metal helmet presses against the wall above you. Whilst his thick tits are closer to your face. So close yet not enough for you to bite.

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gundawifey · 1 month

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𝕐𝕒𝕟𝕕𝕖𝕣𝕖! 𝔸𝕝𝕡𝕙𝕒𝕓𝕖𝕥 ℙ𝕪𝕣𝕒𝕞𝕚𝕕 ℍ𝕖𝕒𝕕

Pyramid Head x Gn! Reader !18+! !MDNI! Syn. Yandere Pyramid Head Headcanons. Tags. !dark content! yandere, non-con, dub-con, violence, kidnapping/captivity, size-difference, monsterfucking, rough sex, blood-mentions, death/murder, (sfw & smut) Inspired by these templates. click & clack

✧ Affection How do they show affection, how intense would it get?

Physical affection, extremely physical. Since he doesn't communicate verbally and also is a monster rather than a man there isn't any intellectual thought that goes behind his way of displaying affection. He just grabs you, holding you against him when he's docile. And when he's horny moves you into whatever position he wants and just goes at it. Either way, man handles you with no thought, he just has an extreme and intense need to have you felt against him.

✧ Blood How messy are they willing to get when it comes to their darling?

Oh he's so messy... Pyramid Head exists as one of the many demons of Silent Hill whose sole reason exists to punish, to cause tarnish and thus Pyramid Head gets very bloody. On his own his existence is to torture and cause bloodshed, it's wired into him. But when it comes to you? Think everything Pyramid Head has and can do, but tenfold. He'll have every inch of Silent Hill covered in the guts and blood of whichever unfortunate soul tried to come between you and him.

✧ Cruelty How cruel would they treat their darling once abducted?

He's unknowingly cruel. See, Pyramid Head knows nothing but cruelty, he causes dismay and bloodshed to anyone who enters Silent Hill that finds themselves near him. Which reflects on the way he treats you when he has you in his grasp. But his infatuation and need for you are also very real, the cruelty is unintentional in a way. When you try and run, he'll throw you back where he left you. He'll cradle you to hug you and feel you close, but might end up snapping something due to his lack of conscience mind of your bones. Same goes for sex, he doesn't want to cause you pain, but he's huge and rough, it'll hurt.

✧ Delusion How delusional are they?

Everything in Silent Hill is a delusion, Pyramid Head himself, is partly a delusion. He doesn't have to be delusional, sane, or logical when it comes to you. He wants you, and you're stuck here in this town whether you like it or not, you're his. That much isn't a delusion. Once you're in his grasp you belong to him, and that's as simple as it is.

✧ Exposed How vulnerable are they with their darling?

In a sense, Pyramid Head is extremely exposed to you. He's a beast, primal in nature. He simply does, and so whatever he wants or feels you will see the entirety of it with no bars. This goes not just from his bloodlust but to the more sensitive needs. Of course, he technically doesn't need anything like assurance or care. He isn't mortal. But similarly, he doesn't understand the concept of bottling emotions up or feelings. You know when he's down, and he never shies from showing it, even in less-than-savoury ways.

✧ Fight How would they feel if their darling fought back?

Fighting back doesn't bother Pyramid Head in the slightest, like at all. You can bite, scratch, punch, kick, none of it bothers him. He exists to cause that kind of reaction, to punish and push people into frantic fight or flight. Not like you can hurt him anyway, it's impossible to physically hurt him. And unlike any other poor soul trapped in Silent Hill whom he feels complete indifference to and only kills, he likes you, no loves you, wants you. So try and hurt him, beat him till your fists turn blue, he doesn't react nor care.

✧ Guilt Do they have a conscience, would they feel guilty for the things they do?

Nope. He feels nothing, no guilt at all. Pyramid Head's purpose is to slaughter, why would he feel guilt? The same goes for your injuries or the damage he causes you. It's unintentional and ultimately he doesn't want you dead, but also he sees guts and torture on a daily so it doesn't hurt his mutated heart to see you suffer at his hands either.

✧ Hell What would be their darling’s worst experience with them?

Every day spent in Silent Hill is hell. Silent Hill itself is hell in a way, malevolent to anyone who enters. The fact you've caught Pyramid Head's desire doesn't thwart the misery you suffer stuck in there. The worst of every equally hellish day though would be the day Pyramid Head found you. Stranded, horrified having barely survived the horrors of the other demons, then came one of the worst ones wielding a blade. Perhaps you had hoped to survive, to find an escape before. But after finding yourself in his clutches, all hope was lost, thus the day your spirit died.

✧ Ideals What kind of future do they have in mind for/with their darling?

Pyramid Head doesn't have a mind. He's a creature, truly the only desire he has for you is to have you by his side, till Silent Hill perishes. But it never will, it'll always be an endless limbo, you are his and that'll never change. He'll have the instinct that is similar to a predator, to take its prey. The other goers of Silent Hill whom he hunts and kills. All except you, another victim no difference, but you will be forced to stay trapped forever with him.

✧ Jealousy Do they get jealous, how does their jealousy look like?

Pyramid Head doesn't get jealous, per se. He does get possessive though, because you are ultimately his possession. He is a being malevolent and high in power and you belong to him. As such, if something or someone, more specifically, gets in between you and him, he lashes out. Makes sure to make their death extra visceral and makes sure you watch the whole thing, to remind you that you are his.

✧ Kinks What kind of kinks do they have, do they make their darling participate?

Not kinky at all, because he just wouldn't understand it. For Pyramid Head, he's a creature, when he fucks you it's instinctive. Always has you glued to his side either way so he fucks you wherever however as long as he's inside of you, he doesn't care. Now, he doesn't have any kinks specifically he indulges or desires. But he does a preferred way to fuck, and it's rough. He sticks it in ruthlessly and will cum over and over filling you up to the brim with relentless thrusts, he goes animalistic rearranging your guts. And you just have to lay there and take it, there is no control in him when he's rutting in you.

✧ Love letters How would they go about courting their darling?

Courting is non-existent. Pyramid Head takes, and you are left with little to no voice in it. He desires you, unfortunately, and thus you must accept that. He won't approach, he will not gingerly win you over, he nabs you and you're his. This doesn't mean he doesn't care for your affection either. It's just the fact that affection for Pyramid Head is physical in nature, and he can force you into that, just hold you flush against him 24/7 or fuck you silly whenever. That's how he shows love, whether you return it or not isn't important.

✧ Manipulate How manipulative are they and how do they do it?

He lacks the intelligence to make any genuine forms of manipulation, however, this isn't to say he doesn't attempt to coax you into acceptance. Though it's clumsy and mostly futile. Whilst he doesn't care at the end of the day if you accept him or not since he holds all power over you regardless, he still has an insatiable obsession for you. When he holds you and drags you around with him and keeps you pressed to him it's in hope you grow to reciprocate it. Generally though, not manipulative at all.

✧ Naughty How would they punish their darling?

You'd never be the one getting punished, because there is no way you can attempt anything worth punishment. Pyramid Head has already deemed you free of his punishment and thus you will not be slaughtered. This isn't to say he doesn't hurt you, he does. Again not intentionally but often, if he's been aggravated will squeeze you too hard or rampage, but it's never to punish you, it's just a visceral thing. In truth, you are the only thing Pyramid Head does not punish an exception to it.

✧ Oppression How many rights would they take away from their darling?

The second you've entered the grasp of Pyramid Head, you've lost any will of your own. There is no such thing as having a right to anything under him. You exist solely as his, that is all you are meant for to Pyramid Head. The choice or right of freedom is gone. Pyramid Head will hold you as his captive same as Silent Hill holds you captive. When he tears your clothes off to ravish you, he doesn't care if you wish to cover again, if he wants to drag you with him as he roams, you have no choice but to cling to him as he holds you close.

✧ Patience How patient are they with their darling?

How patient Pyramid Head is entirely depends on what his patience is for. If it's patience for any kind of intellectual love or affection he can go centuries awaiting you to show any responsive form of it, that doesn't matter at all to him. But his patience for you to be there, with him, for him, physically? None. From the first encounter you'll have with Pyramid Head to every single following one under him he has no time to care for your reluctance to follow along. You're sat on his cock the minute he wants to put it in you and cuddled against him the second he finds you.

✧ Quit what happens if their darling dies or successfully escapes?

The only way to escape Pyramid Head successfully would include escaping the wrath of Silent Hill. And Pyramid Head is tethered to Silent Hill, for the fog to release you and you find a way out would mean Pyramid Head follows in your release. It isn't an escape because, like Silent Hill, Pyramid Head will simply accept it and accept your triumph. If you died in his clutches though? That's a whole other story, carnage doesn't even begin to cover the way Pyramid Head mourns. It's instinctive, he roars and destroys like a wolf whose mate has been taken. You were his, and now he'll never have what he carnally desired most ever again. Rage will seep into all his executions following your death.

✧ Risks How compliant are they with their darling?

No compliance, at all. There's also absolutely no risk in his treatment of you or any attempts you may use to utilize to escape. There's truly no winning with Pyramid Head if you want something that doesn't align with his needs. Now, it's a completely separate story if the compliance or risk you ask of him doesn't go outside of his desires for you. If you, for instance, beg him to let go of another victim, he will, there are other monsters who can implement their punishment. If you wish to see a specific area in Silent Hill, with him taking and holding you the whole time, he will without hesitation.

✧ Stigma What childhood event brought about this side of theirs?

(He didn't have a childhood there's nothing to add here sorry)

✧ Tears How does seeing their darling cry make them feel?

It bothers him. Whilst your feeble attempts to fight back or of defiance do nothing to him since ultimately you cannot hurt him, it's another thing to see you experience mental anguish as his. He desires you in a form of love, not in a form of punishment that he inflicts on others. When you cry out, he's seen it all too many times with his victims, but those were people he was sent to make suffer. You are his, not to suffer but to be his. And when you weep, it makes him flare uncomfortably, he'll hug you and hope it soothes you to understand his desires.

✧ Unique Do they do anything different from the classic yandere?

Everything, because Pyramid Head's form of yandere is also very different from the classic concept. For Pyramid Head, he isn't human, or sentient in a way, so his obsessive love for you is primal in nature. The feelings he has for you, are in the most basic way have no actual thoughts behind them. Pyramid Head doesn't dream about you or desire you as a lover to chat with or marry. You are literally like a mate to him, a thing he's found infatuation with and that he needs on him constantly.

✧ Vice What weakness can their darling exploit to escape?

The fact that Pyramid Head only exists within Silent Hill, for Silent Hill as an entity. He is tied to Silent Hill, so if you can break your way out of Silent Hill, through whatever means, you've also broken yourself free of Pyramid Head. Though his fixation of you is entirely his own, his loyalty still lies in the fog that created him. If you've deemed yourself worthy by Silent Hill, able to escape the demons there, Pyramid Head won't follow you. And will simply hold you as a memory once you've left.

✧ Wild card Random headcanon of the character.

He has an extremely high libido, it's endless also. He doesn't have a refractory period because his whole structure is impenetrable, he doesn't weaken and neither does his dick. So with you? It's absolutely rabid. Once you're in the picture he gets it ignited from you. You're the object of his every single urge, all of which he fucks out into you. Sometimes just takes you while roaming about, other mortals trapped in Silent Hill may see, but he doesn't care.

✧ Xoanon Would they worship their darling?

Absolutely, but you wouldn't understand it, neither does he really. There's nothing outright to showcase his sheer devotion to you, but it's there and with Pyramid Head it's heavy. With the many occultish things and benevolently malevolent spirits of Silent Hill, Pyramid Head is spiritual by nature. And you, a soul he's found obsession to, truly you are god-like to him. You are the closest Pyramid Head can come to the feeling of salvation. A thing he leans on without realizing because he absolutely needs you with him at all costs. To cling to and worship by touch.

✧ Yearn How long do they pine for their darling before they snap?

He doesn't yearn for anything. The second he sees you and has been overtaken with the feelings he harbours for your existence, he'll take you. Brutally of course. As previously stated, how you feel or react to it doesn't matter the first time he takes you, and that's your first meeting with him as well, because Pyramid Head responds to his baser instincts. He sees, he likes, he wants? He's getting. And what he's getting is you.

✧ Zenith Would they ever break their darling?

Pyramid Head does not intend to break you. He's gotten you to be his and the specifics don't matter outside of that. However, you will break, regardless. Be it your bones or heart or mind. Pyramid Head will love you whole till you've accepted the fate you have, to be his. Melded with him at all times, left to live as his for eternity because Silent Hill is an eternity. There is no other choice truly, but to accept your life as Pyramid Head's darling, his possession. Forever deep in the Silent Hills, his...

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waningdials · 3 months

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SAVE ME PYRAMID HEAD AND GHOST X READER 3SOME SAVE ME…

they’re both so big and they’d be so rough and mean 😭😭 they’d pull your hair and spit on you, your little cunt burning at the stretch of the both of their thick cocks <33

the two of them are both so possessive, their hands gripping you hard enough to bruise to try and prove a point to the other

you come out the other end all achey and beaten up, a mix of cum streaming down your legs :(

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bloodcasket · 1 year

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OBSESSIVE PYRAMID HEAD

Pairing: Obsessive! Pyramid Head x GN!Reader

Description: Short headcanons of what to expect from an obsessive Pyramid Head.

Warning: NSFW themes, obsession, and violent themes.

Punishment (Will they punish you?) 🔪:

Pyramid Head has spent his entire existence punishing the ones who have sinned. He tosses around things he doesn't find important, but you? Oh no, he couldn't. He's so powerful he could reach down and crush you with his hand, but he simply doesn't because he chooses not to. When you've made a mistake, he leans more towards abandoning you so you learn your lesson. Oh? So you decided to explore the hospital without his permission? Stay there and deal with the nurses then. He'll leave for short periods of time, but then come back to retrieve you as he always does. He knows you've learned when he sees your bloodshot eyes and trembling skin.

Sexual endeavors (How they please you) 🥀:

He definitely falls on the higher spectrum for lust. He desires it endlessly, and will gladly take you if you even hint at it. Prefers to receive more than give during sexual intercourse, meaning he is always taking control in any situation. Prefers to bend you over something and pleasure you that way, it's easier for the both of you. Doesn't mind you grinding against him though, he melts when he feels your legs straddle his thigh, and your whimpers coax his gloved hands to squeeze your waist tighter. Definitely has a size kink, and is animalistic and rough with his sex.

Bloodshed (Are they willing to kill for their s/o?) 🩸:

Absolutely! It feels like his duty now to ward off the threats that could possibly leave a scratch on you. He will forever kill for you. You can't really stop him, it's the whole purpose of his creation.

Stalking (Will they stalk their s/o?) 🕸️:

At first, yes. He would linger in the shadows of silent hill and observe. But after seeing you as an eternal partner, he doesn't try to hide the fact that he watches your every move.

Obsession/scale 1-10 🖤:

Pyramid Head is an 8/10 considering obsession level. He is known for purely existing to protect Alessa, battling any darkness that attempts to harm her. He would absolutely do the same for you. Guarding your every step, and watching your every breath. Make sure you stay out of harms way when you grow exhausted and decide to rest. Even with as terrifying as Silent Hill is, you'll never have to feel scared with a 7ft tall monster protecting you.

Desires (What do they wish from you?) 🕷️:

Pyramid Head deep down wishes he could stay with you eternally. You are human though, and he knows this. He knows you're significantly different from him, and living this life with him won't last long.

Endangerment (How scary is it to be with them?) 🌕:

Pyramid Head himself doesn't put you in trouble. He doesn't wish to harm you, he's your "guardian angel" after all. It's the atmosphere that is a risk to you. Silent Hill is full of monsters, and staying in it is extremely dangerous.

Sympathy (Do they feel bad for taking you?)🪦:

He doesn't care less. It would be of best interest if you gave in, it would be less of a pain on your part. He was eventually going to take you whether you liked it or not.

Roughness(Do they hurt you?) 🦴:

Pyramid Head quite enjoys manhandling you, through innocent intention and sexual intention. Seeing how weak you are compared to him makes his monstrous mindset soften. He would not purposely hurt his darling though, it could kill them.

Intimacy (How romantic are they?) 🎀:

Obviously, he does not have the mentality of a human being. He won't take you on dates, and won't buy you presents. He doesn't speak words of affirmation, and he can't kiss you. But strangely, with how inhumane he is, he is quite affectionate. Keeps you warm in his large arms, and let's you curiously hold his hand. He rumbles through his helmet in an animalistic manner, and it echoes in your eardrums. You can truly tell he's happy with you. That he loves you.

Game? (Are you a game to them?) 🥩:

Never was, and never will be a game to Pyramid Head. He's one of the more serious slashers in general, so when it comes to significant others, he wouldn't find humor in it.

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Pyramid Head NSFW Alphabet

Warnings: nsfw

A = Aftercare (what they're like after sex)

If he doesn’t straight up disappear, then you’re one of the lucky ones. After explaining the concept to him and why it is necessary, you might be graced with a few cuddles. The most consistent thing he would do is to cover you up with his smock if you fall asleep.

B = Body part (their favourite body part of theirs and also their partner's)

Aside from the fact that he finds it rather foolish to have favourite parts of yourself, he rather likes his hands, how large and strong they are, how they can so easily kill and give pleasure to you. He likes your face, more specifically your eyes, as they hold the world to him.

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

His cum is thick and sticky, and he likes to cum either inside you (he doesn’t care about the clean-up, nor participates in it) or on your face, and see how your face scrunches up and how you wipe it off.

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

While at first, he wanted to tear you from limb to limb and do all sorts of unspeakable things to your ravished body, he does not want to do so anymore. Not something to be kept a secret, but mind you, he has never experienced such thing.

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they're doing?)

It’s hard to say, as he has had sex before, but has not had much experience in the ways that sex could give one pleasure. So, while he knows all the anatomy and is able to fuck for his own pleasure, you’ll have to teach him how to give you yours.

F = Favourite position (this goes without saying)

He doesn’t really understand the more complex positions, and just prefers positions where he has good access to your hole, such as missionary, mating press, doggy style, etc. If he’s on the receiving end, he prefers any position where his helmet won’t get in the way.

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

As he does not have the necessary parts to form functional sentences, he is unable to make jokes, although he doesn’t want to. He would not find any attempt to do so humorous. They’re more confusing to him.

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes?)

There are no drapes to speak of, and he has very little hair, that he doesn’t groom at all. After all, why should he?

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? are they romantic?)

He does not know of intimate love, and does not understand why it is incorporated during sex. So no, he is not intimate nor romantic.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcannon)

There is a thin line between sexual pleasure and pleasure derived from inflicting pain, and Pyramid Head doesn’t care to tell the difference. When he’s horny, he might go and kill people, when he’s lusting for blood, he might go and jack off.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

Into heavy sadomasochism, as well as having a blood kink, weapon kink, power play, etc. He’s into some kinky shit, and, while he won’t tell you, one could probably guess. Make sure to stand firm with your boundaries.

L = Location (favourite places to have sex)

He does not understand much of privacy, nor about the intimate act of sex and that it should be kept from prying eyes. The halls of Silent Hill do just fine, and so does anywhere else.

M = Motivation (what turns them on?)

A lot of things turn him on (as he embodies the more primitive part of the brain that contains sexual desires, among others), ranging from simple gestures such as adjusting clothing to absolutely nothing at all. He’ll be going on with his day and be suddenly hit with a wave of lust.

N = No (what turns them off?)

Everything is intriguing for him, except sharing. While he’s not the most possessive, as he knows you’re his, but he won’t condone sharing, even if it’s for sex.

O = Oral (do they prefer giving or receiving? how skilled are they?)

As this video so eloquently put it, Pyramid Head is more of an ideal than anything, a personification of id, and therefore, in my humble opinion, does not have a head. So, safe to say he cannot give proper oral, but will attempt it with whatever mouthparts he has. Still, he prefers to receive oral.

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual?)

He’s fast and rough, as he didn’t know sex could be a holy thing. Perhaps teach him the gentler side by fucking him and whispering praises, kissing his scars and telling him how much you love him, and he’ll get it.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies)

Sure, he’ll do quickies, but most of the time they become full-blown sessions, as he doesn’t care if you’re late for something or if the two of you really shouldn’t be fucking right now.

R = Risk (are they experimental? do they take risks?)

He didn’t know if many different ways to enjoy sex, and is up to try anything, even if you’re hesitant. He takes risks, but it’s more because he doesn’t know it’s bad for you, or of the consequences.

S = Stamina (how long do they last?)

He can go on and on, and doesn’t really get sick of having sex too quickly. He’ll play with you for about two days straight and then get bored, and move on with his duties.

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them?)

He does not own toys - he does not know what they are - but he would be lying if he said he never used another object to penetrate himself.

U = Unfair (how much do they like to tease?)

He enjoys teasing, prolonging your suffering for his own pleasure. He might forget to reward you for your patience, or get lost in your torture to even bother. If you tease him, he’ll be a whiny mess, so expect payback.

V = Volume (how loud are they?)

As he does not have a head, he too does not have complex vocal cords to speak - no dirty talk, just dirty thoughts. He will be somewhat vocal, with grunts and other strange noises, and they’re rather loud, but not too often.

W = Wild card (a random headcannon for the character)

He generally doesn’t understand concepts such as sexuality and gender, so you’ll have to explain to him if you want to hide the relationship for whatever reason. He’s not as possessive as one might think, as he knows you’re his, and is perfectly capable to punish you if you ever are unfaithful.

X = X-ray (let's see what's going on under those clothes)

Huge cock for a huge man. He’s both a grower and a shower, with his penis being 11.6 inches (29.5 cm) when flaccid, and 12.1 inches (30.7 cm) when erect.

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

It’s pretty high, being as he embodies those parts of human nature. He’ll sometimes deal with it himself, but usually finds someone to do such favour for him, whether that be you.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

Roaming the halls of Silent Hill, he did not need sleep, and he does not now, no matter the intensity of the session.

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gatorbites-imagines · 2 years

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Kinktober day 9

Pyramid head + Marking (Hickeys, bruises, etc)

Another post written in headcanon format, enjoy. I also know jack shit about silent hill and have most of my pyramid head knowledge from other fics, lmao.

Kinktober list

- You couldn’t tell when you first started seeing Pyramid head. One day you just noticed the large being with the triangle shaped head in the side of your eye, you weren’t even sure if that was the first time it had been around you.

- You became paranoid and kept a constant eye out, even going as far as losing sleep because of it. You were starting to think you were going crazy. You didn’t tell any of your friends or coworkers about it, since they never seemed to notice when Pyramid head was right outside the window at your work.

- You knew they would just look at you weird and advice that you go see a doctor or something about seeing stuff. So, you kept it to yourself and started trying to convince yourself that it was just your imagination.

- It helped a bit as you started falling asleep again, even though it took some work to finally close your eyes, and you still slept with the lights on just in case.

- That was until you woke up with a large hand shaped bruise around your ankle, like someone had given it a hard squeeze and really dug their fingers in. It scared you as you hadn’t woken up at all during the night, and the darkness of the bruise told you it had been a very rough grip.

- It immediately set you on edge again, but no other bruise appeared for a while. Things returned to normal, as much as they could as you still saw Pyramid head in the corners of your eyes at times and sleep still escaped you.

- Your coworkers had invited you out with them to a club, some place in town that was known for its loud music, flashing lights and it being the place to find a one-night stand.

- You were having a great time, drinking, and even flirting with a few people. At some point a guy you had been flirting with during the evening reached up and grabbed your thigh, giving it a teasing squeeze as he leant in close.

- At some point he had you up against a wall and you were both pawing at each other, sucking marks on each other’s necks and shoulders. That was when you felt like you were being watched, and when you opened your eyes and looked over the man’s shoulder it felt like your heart was about to lurch out of your throat.

- There in the crowd stood pyramid head, towering over the crowds of horny people writhing against each other. The flashing lights in a multitude of colors doing nothing to lessen the uncanny appearance of the man, or was it beast? No one but you seemed to even notice he was there as those around him kept dancing.

- You could tell Pyramid head was staring specifically at you even though you couldn’t see his eyes, and for some reason it made your throat clam up. With a bit of struggling and a few excuses you left the man that had been marking up your neck and fled the bar, heart beating a mile a minute as cold sweat gathered on your brow.

- When you got back to your place you locked the door after you and turned on all the lights, the fact that there were no shadows for the hulking figure to hide in lessening your fear somewhat.

- You tried to go on with your nighttime routine but the feeling of being watched stayed, it felt like a heavy wet blanket being draped over your shoulders and weighing you down.

- At some point you crawled into bed and under your blankets, trying your best to fall asleep and convince yourself it had all been your imagination. Just as you were about to fall asleep you felt something or someone looming over you. Heavy breathing filled the room, but it wasn’t fully human as it had somewhat of a mechanic or guttural type noise to it.

- You tried your best to appear like you were still sleeping, even as you felt the large strong hand grab your thigh, the very thigh the man at the bar had groped earlier. You could feel sweat gather on your brow as you tried to keep still, repeating the mantra in your head that it was all your imagination and not real.

- You thought your plan was working when you felt something long and wet drag across your brow, seeming to lick up the salty liquid that had been gathering there.

- You gasped and ripped your eyes open, fearing gripping your body as Pyramid head loomed over you, what could only be a long tongue coming out from the front of its mask? Helmet? dragging from your forehead and down your cheek, a shiver running through you as the muscle ran over your throat.

- The hand on your thigh tightened as the tongue stopped over one of the hickeys the man had left earlier, a deep rumble coming from the being, almost like an angry growl. Its tongue kept licking the area until it hurt, like when a cat licks your skin in one area, and it goes raw.

- You shivered as Pyramid heads breathing got heavier, as he seemingly bent to loom more over you, putting more weight against the grip he had on your thigh. It was starting to hurt, and the expression that flashed across your face must have shown that.

- The being made a crooning noise as he slowly released your thigh, the area aching as blood started to circulate again. You released a shaky breath, opening your mouth to gasp for air.

- As you tried to breath Pyramid head kept running its tongue over your throat. You gasped when you felt him grab the side of your stomach, his large hands covering a large area of skin. Your mouth fell open in a pained noise when he dug his fingers in, and you already knew it would leave another bruise.

- Seeming to take your open mouth as an invite, Pyramid head snaked his tongue up and shoved it inside, a gag leaving you as the appendage brushed against the back of your throat.

- You cursed the warmth that was gathering in your abdomen, trying your hardest to ignore how you cock was half hard at all the grabbing. Pyramid head moved his hand slowly up your torso and grabbed your shoulder, digging in his thumb in the area between your collar bones.

- You moaned around his tongue, your hips giving a small jolt upwards as you grew harder, the wet appendage poking at the back of your throat in interest, and when you didn’t gag this time, it pressed in deeper.

- You tried to breath around the intruder in your mouth, your hips grinding upwards in hope of any sort of contact, but when you found nothing, you could only whine.

- Pyramid head made a crooning noise almost close to purring as he let go of your shoulder and reached down to grab your other thigh, digging in his fingers to bruise except for his thumb. You gasped as he removed his tongue from your mouth, seemingly pulling it back inside the pyramid shaped helmet on his head.

- You looked down in confusion at his hand, until he pressed his thumb against your hardness, making you cry out, grinding upwards against the contact.

- Reaching down you grabbed onto his wrist as if to hold him into place as your hips jolted upwards, gasping for breath as you worked yourself closer to completion. You were so distracted trying to get off that you didn’t even notice Pyramid head pushing his tongue out again until it ran against your chest, now wet with new spit.

- The heavy appendage dragged down your torso, leaving a wet trail in its wake until it settled on your lower abdomen, right above your hardness where you were grinding against pyramid heads thumb.

- This seemed to be what it took as it shoved you over the edge, your eyes falling shut as you came. Almost wounded sounds leaving you as you rode the afterglow of your orgasm, not even noticing the heavy weight of pyramid heads hands and tongue disappearing.

- It was only after you calmed down that you realized you were alone in your room, laying sprawled out on your bed, covered in sweat and spit, your boxers wet with your cum.

- Glancing down at your body you could see the large hand shaped bruises that littered your skin, and you were sure there had to be some on your neck as well. You laid your head back on your pillow, gasping for air as you tried your best to comprehend what just happened.

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issa-pheonyx · 5 months

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Yandere!James Sunderland X GN!Reader [SH]🔪

𝗜'𝗺 𝘁𝗼𝘁𝗮𝗹𝗹𝘆 𝗻𝗼𝘁 𝗲𝗻𝗿𝗮𝗴𝗲𝗱 𝘀𝘁𝗶𝗹𝗹 𝗮𝗯𝗼𝘂𝘁 𝗞𝗼𝗻𝗮𝗺𝗶 𝗻𝗼𝘁 𝗿𝗲𝗹𝗲𝗮𝘀𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗦𝗶𝗹𝗲𝗻𝘁 𝗛𝗶𝗹𝗹 𝟮 𝗥𝗲𝗺𝗮𝗸𝗲 𝗹𝗶𝗸𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝘆 𝗽𝗿𝗼𝗺𝗶𝘀𝗲𝗱 𝘁𝗼 𝗱𝗼 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗞𝗼𝗻𝗮𝗺𝗶 𝗶𝗳 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗮𝗿𝗲 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗯𝗲𝘀𝘁 𝗯𝗲𝗹𝗶𝗲𝘃𝗲 𝘁𝗼 𝘀𝗹𝗲𝗲𝗽 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝗼𝗻𝗲 𝗲𝘆𝗲 𝗼𝗽𝗲𝗻 𝗺𝗼𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗳𝘂𝗰𝗸𝗲𝗿. 𝗔𝗻𝘆𝘄𝗮𝘆𝘀, 𝗵𝗮𝘃𝗲 𝘀𝗼𝗺𝗲 𝗵𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗰𝗮𝗻𝗼𝗻𝘀 𝗼𝗳 𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗲𝗲𝗽𝘆, 𝗹𝗼𝘀𝗲𝗿, 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗺𝗮𝗻𝘄𝗶𝗳𝗲 𝗝𝗮𝗺𝗲𝘀 >:𝟯

▌│█║▌║▌║ L̳͈͉̅̊ȍ̸̢̢̮͚̐̚v̸̵̝͙͆̈ͤę̷̵̧̖̫̗̆̊ M̶̷̲̊ͥ͋͟ę̷̵̧̖̫̗̆̊ L̳͈͉̅̊ȍ̸̢̢̮͚̐̚v̸̵̝͙͆̈ͤę̷̵̧̖̫̗̆̊ M̶̷̲̊ͥ͋͟ę̷̵̧̖̫̗̆̊ L̳͈͉̅̊ȍ̸̢̢̮͚̐̚v̸̵̝͙͆̈ͤę̷̵̧̖̫̗̆̊ M̶̷̲̊ͥ͋͟ę̷̵̧̖̫̗̆̊ L̳͈͉̅̊ȍ̸̢̢̮͚̐̚v̸̵̝͙͆̈ͤę̷̵̧̖̫̗̆̊ M̶̷̲̊ͥ͋͟ę̷̵̧̖̫̗̆̊ ║▌║▌║█│▌

-To make it easier you were one of Mary's close friends. You supported James when he was in aid and trying his best to make his wife happy until her last breathe. Your interactions with James was...not awkward it mainly, because of Mary. Though you can sense a tension coming off from him like avoiding eye contact from you, keeping his distance away from you when you are both alone and Mary was off doing something, etc. That kind of thing

-You assume he was just really shy around people Mary knows closely. So, you just keep conversations short and simple with him to not overwhelm him, but it seemed to work as he slowly builds up more communication between the two of you. However, Mary saw something else...she saw him to be more bright and happy when you came around to help her so that James can catch a break. That is when she became more snappy with James. He predicted that her snappiness was her sickness getting into her head, feeling useless and in chronic pain

-All of a sudden you received a phone call from James claiming he will be going to Silent Hill to visit for Mary's sanity. Stating she misses the town and has been calling to her for the weekend. You thought it was weird and decided to call right away. The phone picks up and it was Mary, questioning if it was true or not, and she said yes, enthusiastically. Some part of you still feel like something is going to happen, but you let it go and told her to stay safe

-The weekend has passed and they have not returned when you came over to talk about what went down in Silent Hill. Your heart rates increases with such anxiety that you decided to go to Silent Hill yourself to find James and Mary. When you did though it was rather eerie and ominous from the foggy town. You spotted James' car, but not no one inside. Investigating his car you saw nothing out of suspicion, so you're plan was to find James and Mary yourself

-Never did you think you would be dealing with monsters. There was these nurses and Pyramid Head figures every once in a while, but you managed to be sneaky and have them avoid you by throwing items to distract them. Slowly, you were getting clues from James and Mary's whereabouts. Yet, it seemed like it was intentional from finding a key to a hotel room #312. You heard crying on the other end and it sounded like James, so you quickly insert the key and turn the knob to get inside,"James!?" But, it was coming from the TV of James crying next to the bed where Mary was laying down, lifelessly, with a pillow on her face. That's when you realized James smothered her and did not return home due to his responsibility murdering his wife

-After that you were cautious with James if you find him or he finds you first. However, it seems like you end up running into each other. "James!?" His eyes were glum and dark, but changed to this twinge of hope and creepily happy to see you. He immediately holds you into a tight embrace that you couldn't escape. "You were looking for me. Thank god." His face was in the crook of your neck as his hot breathe warmed up your flesh

-You were nervous to ask him what happened with Mary. Thinking it could be just the haunted-weird town playing tricks on you. James was really REALLY protective and clingy with you. Following you like a damn lost puppy and would tell you to stand behind him when there are monsters, so he can beat/shoot them off. He would always ask you: "Did I do good?" "You think they're dead? I did it, right?" "You okay? I saw you were a little nervous."

-BEGS for praises (if the previous bullet doesn't say enough) like the way he questions you or gives you a look like ":D" just so you can tell him he did amazing and thanking him for saving your life. But, you attempt to imply anything in relations with Mary like saying: "You know I haven't found Mary yet...I hope she is okay." "I hope Mary finds us like we found each other." James would go back to his mopey-gloomy expression as he coldly replies to: "Yeah.." "She's fine on her own." "I'm sure she left the town before us."

-Eventually, you confronted James what you saw at the hotel room, because it has been eating you up worse and worse. James eyes widen, his mouth became dry, and throat hoarse as he tried to bring out words. Shit, just word vomit. "I-I...erm I didn't-" You showed him the room key #312 and his shoulders went slump as he confesses killing Mary. You were mad, disgusted, shocked, and sad-emotional turmoil all over. Yet, as much as you despised it the only way to get out of here is by sticking to his side since he knew his way around before. Plus, you don't want to end up being killed by him if he tried anything

-You can secretly plot your escape by tricking him that you won't be leaving him, but in the end of it all with James killing off Maria (that is for another time) he is heavily delusional and believes that you are leaving with him together from the town. Instead he wants to stay in Silent Hill with you. He doesn't mind the monsters he can kill them off. He can figure things out to maintain survival and necessities for you both (mainly you though). This is now your nightmare. You have to face your fears...which is escaping from James. Not from the town itself...

𝗧𝗵𝗮𝗻𝗸𝘀 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗶𝗻𝗴! 𝗜 𝗵𝗼𝗽𝗲 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗲𝗻𝗷𝗼𝘆𝗲𝗱 𝗶𝘁. 𝗠𝘆 𝘂𝗽𝗱𝗮𝘁𝗲𝘀 𝗱𝗼 𝘁𝗮𝗸𝗲 𝘀𝗼𝗺𝗲 𝘁𝗶𝗺𝗲 𝗷𝘂𝘀𝘁 𝗮 𝗳𝗮𝗶𝗿 𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴. 𝗦𝗹𝗲𝗲𝗽 𝘄𝗲𝗹𝗹~🖤🫣

#silent hill #silent hill 2 #james sunderland #silent hill james #james silent hill #silent hill x reader #yandere x reader #yandere male #male yandere #james x reader #james sunderland x reader #mdni #minors dni #minors do not interact

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toci-slasher · 2 years

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Imagine) Pyramid Head x Exhausted Reader!GN-R

!GN-R = Gender Neutral Reader

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I love pyramid head and have been loving him more recently since watching someone playthrough Silent Hill 2......... ugh obsessed I just wanna return to him after an exhausting ass day

Word Count: 666 (funny number unplanned! could u believe it?!)

Edit: Some grammar fixes (word count not updated) Thanks sm for all the support on this!

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Exhausted y/n moping slowly around the ground floor of Midwich to find Pyramid Head after a long day of tormenting trials thrown at them nonstop.

After a long climb up the two flights of stairs to the top floor the familiar noise of metal scraping along splintering floorboards is heard just within y/n's reach, a noise that has become a comfort to them(y/n), a nerving one to others, that last burst of energy found in order to find the source of the sound before this hopeful adrenaline drained out completely.

Closing the distance between the noise and y/n, eventually rounding a corner to face the muscular back of the familiar figure sporting a large helm, the enormous blade dragging behind the being as he continued surveying the familiar hallways, unbeknownst of the company behind him.

Soft sniffles echoed behind the being's back had prompted him to turn swiftly, glancing down the long corridor to lock onto the petite figure where the babbled sniffling emanated from.

The sniffling briefly turned to a small sob before an exhausted "Rrreedddd....." echoed from the small figure, a longing but weary sign of accomplishment, a feeling of finally being at ease after the long day just from the sight of him.

As Pyramid Head turned to his right to place his large knife against the worn walls, y/n was already drowsily walking toward him, upon the last few steps, opening their arms to an exhausted bend, just about able to lift the heavy weight their arms felt as though they bore.

Pyramid Head walked toward them upon their last few steps, meeting them in a softened grasp, as close as pyramid head undstood a "hug". Y/n wrapped their arms around the firm waist of the helmed creature, squeezing as much as their last allowance of energy could bare before causing them to collapse.

Pyramid head had placed his hands gently on their back, the heavy helm tilting downward to glance at the short human grasping desperately onto his waist, their head snuffling into the familiar butchers smock, uncaring about the dried damage of the day which prickled almost every inch of his attire.

A gentle metallic hum rumbled through his helm, causing his chest and abdomen to vibrate gently, one of which y/n felt against their now warmed face from the taught grasp they still held on him.

Pyramid Head moved his heavy hands to their(y/n) forearms, ever so gently peeling the exhausted y/n from his abdomen/chest area, as though he was looking down at them, for only a brief second he was examining the expression on their face... teary weary eyes met back with the glance from the large red helm, their arms still extended awaiting to reattach themself to their big helmed water bottle.

Instead of inviting them back into a hug, Red glanced to his right, grabbing his large knife with his right hand, his left stayed placed on their forearm until confident in his grip on the knife, tilting back to them, he ran his thumb over their forearm tenderly before loosening his gentle grip on them.

A quiet metallic groan soothed from the helm and down his muscular body as he kneeled, extending his arm out in order to scoop y/n into a half bridal style carry, his one arm more than enough to carry the weight of his petite companion.

As y/n nestled their head into the crook between his helm and shoulder, they gently placed a sleepy kiss upon the end of his collarbone, then snuggled their head in as though trying to get closer to him than what was even possible.

It wasn't long before y/n would get the rest their deserved and longed for after their day of trials, to be sure of one thing, Pyramid Head was going to be looking after them until the next day began. Unknowingly being of great comfort to Red himself, feeling the tension in his muscles release even upon the sight of his y/n.

I havent wrote anything in literally forever yyiers barf barf barf anyway I love p head! yas!

#Pyramid Head #PyramidHead #Pyramid Head x Reader #Imagine #Pyramid Head imagine #Silent Hill x Reader #Silent Hill Imagine #DBD #dbd x reader #Dead By Daylight x Reader #Dbd imagine

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faust-the-enjoyer · 7 months

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Could you do nsfw pyramid head head-canons 🙏

Pyramid Head nsfw headcanons!

Warnings: explicit nsfw themes, explicit sexual themes (mdni!), gn!reader, gn anatomy, pain mention, roughness, minor bleeding, dubcon???, crying, overstimulation, mentions of aftercare, size kink???, dacryphilia, pre-established relationship???

A/n: this takes place in silent hill rather than dbd. Hope you like it! Sorry if it's too short!

He'd be really rough at first if you didn't show him that you want it gentle, going as far as ripping your clothes off, manhandling you harshly and holding you down, and shoving his cock into you without hesitation, and the aftermath is finding a couple of blood stains on whatever surface he fucked you on.

If you do want him to be gentle though, words won't work, he doesn't understand human language; you'll have to bang on his chest lightly if he holds you down, or put your hands on his if he's trying to rip your clothes off, you have to frown, show that you're upset, show him that you really don't want it that way.

But if he is gentle, he'll help you take your clothes off gently with his big callus hands, making the process much faster than it already is, and making sure to go slower, much slower than before, you'll have to show him how to prepare you, then you'll have to show him how you like it, words don't help with him, actions do.

If it's too much and you wanna stop, you'll have to give it your all at first; banging on his chest, trying to pull your body away from him, crying and screaming, the latter is usually what gets him to stop, and from then on he understood when to stop.

He'd take you just about anywhere; in the church, in a hospital room, on the ground out in the open.

Doesn't understand what aftercare is until many sessions later; he didn't understand why you preferred laying down and sleeping or resting after sex rather than going out of wherever you were with him, he sits next to your sweaty, heavy breathing form, the long thick fingers of one of his hands slowly caressing your body, making your overstimulated form shiver and whimper. That's when he pulls his hand away, realising how tired you were after your session -whether he was rough or gentle- made him sit next to you whenever it was over, watching over you, gently trying to find any piece of cloth to put on you to warm you.

Definitely made you cum too many times in one session before; fucking your hole after your first orgasm, making you cum again, and again, and again.

No matter how big or small you were, he was bigger than you, he loved holding your legs wide open, even if it hurt you a little and made you tear up from the pain.

Would use his tongue to lick and fuck your body; reaching your chest and licking over your nipples, or going lower, licking your groin and getting it inside you; tongue fucking your tight hole.

Gets off on the noises you make, and if they're noises of pain and discomfort, he's even more turned on, that is, until he checks in on you, seeing if you like it or not.

Loves it when you ride him, he takes control all of the time, so when you take control every now and then, it's heavenly in his eyes; the way your body jumps on his cock, your hands on his big chest, a moan leaving you jumping body, and an even louder one whenever he thrusts up into you, reaching deeper.

Loves licking your cum clean off of your body; your tired figure quivering every time his tongue licks you up.

Loves licking up your tears even more; whether they be of pleasure or pain, joy or fear, his long tongue goes over your face, cleaning it up.

-(divider by benkeibear)!

#my writing #pyramid head x reader #silent hill x reader #pyramid head

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writersmilex · 9 months

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Call If You Need Me

James Sunderland X Fem | Reader

Summary: "Call if you need me." (Y/n) said when handing a ripped piece of newspaper with her phone number on it.

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James has been fighting with himself for some time now…

Should he call? Or should he not?

He really does want to, but what if he wakes her up and disturbs her sleep? It's 2:35 in the morning and he can't sleep again, his reeling thoughts keeping him awake.

She did say that he could call when he needed her, and he feels like he does need the company of another person by his side right now. A final decision is made and with a shaking hand, James lifts the receiver to his ear and dials her number.

The phone goes off for too long and James almost gives up ultimately. But then the other line is picked up.

"Hello? This is (Y/n) (L/n)." Came a groggy voice of (Y/n), he had indeed woken her up and for that, he felt guilty.

James can't find his voice for a moment, both sides remaining silent.

"Hello?" She questions again. James is finally able to find his voice and sort of squeaks out "I…uh…" still tripping over his own tongue.

"James? Is that you?" (Y/n) seems to slightly understand who is on the other side of the line.

James scratches the nape of his neck. "Yes, it's me…" he fiddles with the phone cord. There is some shuffling sound on the other end, most likely it's (Y/n) moving to sit up in her bed.

"What's going on? Are you okay?" She asks, her voice full of concern. James still can't quite grasp how much she cares for him. He is sure she can hear him stutter from the other side of the line. It is so difficult to express what you want sometimes.

"Do you want me to come over? That's completely fine with me." She states, followed by more movement. She is so caring… " yes…please" James responds pitifully. "Hold on tight, then. I'll be there soon." And then she hangs up, leaving the sleep-deprived man alone. Placing the receiver back, remaining seated where he was and waiting for her to show up at his door, hopefully, she’ll come soon. The silence is getting unbearable.

~~~~ James shoots out of his chair when the doorbell rings, he wastes no time to get to the front door to see who it is. Opening the door, he is first met with the kind yet tired features of (Y/n). “Good evening,” She greets him tenderly. “Hey…” James replies, opening the door wider and stepping aside for her. It’s dead quiet inside James’ house. It’s dimly lit with a singular lamp in the living room. It feels empty and alone, depressing to be here. (Y/n) hangs her jacket on the coat hanger, and rubs her hands as she looks round the living room, seemingly searching for something. She has already been here several times before, and nothing has changed at all. James shuffles over to sit down on the sofa, leaning forward and resting his head in his palm, running a hand through his messy blonde locks in an attempt to nurse a headache. (Y/n) silently moves over to sit next to him. “What kept you awake this time?” She carefully chooses her words. Seeing how upset he is, evident in his willingness to call her over in the middle of the night.

James lets out a deep sigh, "I don't know. I just… can't seem to get my mind to stop spinning…." He confesses quietly, staring down at the carpet, unwilling to meet her eyes for fear of ridicule.

He can hear (Y/n) hum thoughtfully, then he can feel her hand squeeze his shoulder.

"Would you like for me to stay with you? " she asks, watching the man pinch the fabric of his pyjama trousers, white and grey checkered. “Can you? I mean if you’re busy you don-”” It’s fine, I promise.” (Y/n) offers a reassuring smile. “If you want me to stay, then I will.” She repeats, her hand nearly massaging James’ shoulder. He finally looks up to meet her eye, he looks exhausted with the darker shade under his eyes. His eyes have lost their green vibrance and now look dulled, it seems there is a dormant storm behind his eyes, a storm that has yet to lift. “Please, will you stay?” James asks, his tone of voice desperate. (Y/n)’s gaze turns gentle. “then that’s settled… I shall stay.” The two agreed finally. James needed the company of a trusted one, and (Y/n) could use the company as well. (Y/n) is determent to help her friend, especially if he is in this state, she knows how difficult he has it. Agreeing to stay means sharing the bed and (Y/n) is not sure how to feel about laying in the twin-sized bed. Back to back, (Y/n) lays down on what used to be Mary’s side of the bed. The mattress was cold, colder than she originally thought it would. As if it left a lasting space in James’ memory.

It’s dead silent and dark. Unpleasant kind of dark, and the silence wasn’t helping with that at all. Despite the discomfort and awkwardness of the situation, it was rather peaceful in a way. And eventually (Y/n) would fall into a dreamless sleep, her body finally relaxing from the stiff position it was first in.

~~~~ (Y/n) is rudely awakened by something hitting her hip. Although rather groggy, it doesn’t take long for her to register where she is, and who the man is groaning in pain beside her. James had before complained about night terrors, and it didn’t surprise (Y/n) very much that he did. It’s a lasting side effect. (Y/n) slowly sits up, and gingerly reaches over to the man to place a hand on his shoulder, shaking him firmly to get him to take up. “Wake up. Hey, Wake up!” she raises her voice and roughly pinchs his arm to get him to wake up, and he does. With a startled gasp, James shoots up from the mattress, unruly hair falling over his face as he leans forward while panting hard. He coughs and tries his best to catch his breath. (Y/n) remains close, rubbing his back to comfort him while he calms himself down a bit. The night terrors have been going on for a while now. And James has almost grown numb to it.

It means nearly nothing, but the effect is all the same. He raises his hands and presses his face in his palms. “Just leave me alone… Wh-why can she just leave me alone…” His voice was muffled by his hands, though (Y/n) could still hear him through the silence. “Who?” She asks, resuming the calming gesture with her hand, shuffling a little closer to him. “Mary?”

James slowly shakes his head, “No… Maria… She is gone but not really. It still haunts me and I don’t know why.” His hands clench before his face. “I did everything I could, It’s not fair.” He grits his teeth in frustration. (Y/n) scoots right next to him, leaning against his side and resting her head on his shoulder, letting him know that she is there for him. James lowers one hand, and (Y/n) takes the chance to gently take his hand in hers, “You didn’t deserve any of it, James.” (Y/n) reasons, rubbing her thumb over the back of his hand. James scoffs, “But I… I killed her, (Y/n)...” He hiccups, covering his eyes with his hands, trying not to cry. “You were suffering for a long time. Just like she did. She was wilting away, she deserved an act of mercy from her pain.” Of course (Y/n) knows murder can never be justified. But what else can she say? “You ended her suffering, she can rest peacefully now,” she adds, wrapping her arm around James to keep him close. His other hand then drops to his lap, remaining still. His head lowered with his eyes closed, calming down completely with (Y/n)’s aid. He doesn’t regret calling her earlier now.

~~~~ It’s the blinding sunlight beaming through the blinds, peeking at the two sleeping people in the twin-sized bed. The light shines right in (Y/n)’s face, causing her to squint at the intruding sun and try to turn around, which is rather difficult with two arms wrapped around her tightly. (Y/n) still manages to squirm around in his hold, now facing him, or rather his sternum. Moving to look up, James is still asleep. Looking more at peace than (Y/n) has ever seen him since he came back. It’s tranquil, with no alarm to scare them awake. It’s therapeutic, a fleeting moment of nothing and nobody telling you what to do. It’s almost liberating that moment of sleeping in on a day off, comfortable in the perfect temperature and sometimes even together with the person you trust the most. (Y/n) remains still, enjoying the moment for as long as it lasts. And last long, it did not… “HAHA! I knew it! This is the 3rd time!” Came a shrill voice of a little girl. James’ body jolts, startled awake by the sudden loud noise. (Y/n) was startled just as much. She slightly leans on her elbow to look over James and see who it is. At the door of the bedroom stands Laura, zebra plush in her hand and still in her own pyjamas as she too just woke up and directly made her way to James’ room. It appears Laura expected (Y/n) to be there. James groans in frustration, “hng… Laura, not so loud.” He complains and tries to go back to sleep again. The little girl doesn’t listen and enters the room completely, rushing up to jump on the bed, (Y/n) can’t help but smile at her. “Good morning, Laura.” she greets the little girl, who smiles in return. “Hi (Y/n),” she replies, crawling up to lie between James and (Y/n). “You know. You might as well live you. I just see you so often.” Laura says once she is comfortable, causing (Y/n) to laugh, “I still have my own house, Laura.” (Y/n) argues back playfully. “So? I’ll ask James if he can let you stay.” Laura responds with a typical stubborn tone. “She can stay,” James agrees from the heap of bedsheets he is covered under, blonde hair being the only thing that sticks out. Laura turns back to (Y/n) with a look of victory, (Y/n) lets out a sigh of defeat, “Then that’s settled.”

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The angst is kind of bland here I think, but I sympathise with James a lot. Oh, and Laura is there too.

Thanks for reading.

- Smilex

#silent hill #silent hill x reader #james sunderland x reader #x reader #reader insert #imagines #angst #fluff #james sunderland #x fem!reader

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