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gatorbites-imagines · 2 years

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May i ask a evan Macmillan (the trapper) from dbd, a nsfw and sfw Headcannon with a male s/o please? ( make us the dominant one 😉)

Evan MacMillan

Nsfw and sfw alphabet

Typically, id only do one alphabet, but I really love Evan, so I decided to write both, though in the future I most likely just do one. You guys can tell I see Evan as a big softy lmao.

Sfw alphabet

A = Affection (How affectionate are they? How do they show affection?)

I believe Evan isn’t super open or obvious with his affection, especially in the beginning of your relationship. Seeing as hes from the past as well, he might be hesitant to show you affection if you are both men, but he would warm up over time. He shows his affection mainly through actions instead of words, like bringing you gifts, holding your hand, hugging, etc.

B = Best friend (What would they be like as a best friend? How would the friendship start?)

If you are a survivor the friendship would take a long time to brew, seeing as most of your interactions are a game of life or death, but maybe you slowly start to grow closer little by little, I’m not sure how though. Maybe you talk to him when hes carrying you to the hooks or smth. As another killer you might get closer between trials, it would work best if you had a more chill personality or knew how to just have a normal conversation.

C = Cuddles (Do they like to cuddle? How would they cuddle?)

I think Evan would be kinda awkward and tense in the start of a relationship when it comes to cuddling, again especially if you are another man. It would take a while, but he would warm up to it. Evan is the little spoon no matter your size, and if he isn’t the little spoon he will lay with his head on your chest.

D = Domestic (Do they want to settle down? How are they at cooking and cleaning?)

There are times when Evan dreams of a life outside of the trials, though he knows its pointless. He can’t help but imagine a life settled on a farm together with you. Maybe some animals, adopt a few kids maybe. He is shy about it, but he likes the idea of being a homebody, doing the “womanly” tasks like cooking or cleaning. It would be relaxing compared to his past.

E = Ending (If they had to break up with their partner, how would they do it?)

I think it would depend on why you break up. If it just isn’t working out, he would hesitate for a while but in the end just quietly tell you when you were alone. If it was something like cheating or something bad, I think he would just growl and snap and tell you it was over and target you specifically during trials.

F = Fiance(e) (How do they feel about commitment? How quick would they want to get married?)

I think part of Evan has always wanted to get married and settle down. But his life up until now has made it pretty impossible to marry, from working with his dad to now being a killer in the fog. He can’t help but think about the two of you wearing matching rings though. I don’t think hes the type to settle quickly, he would want to make sure you were actually compatible in the long run.

G = Gentle (How gentle are they, both physically and emotionally?)

Evan could be a pretty gentle lover, it stems from him being a killer and using violence most of the time during trials and pre coming to the fog. So he would want to be gentle with his partner, he might even treat you like glass in the beginning until you reassure him its fine.

H = Hugs (Do they like hugs? How often do they do it? What are their hugs like?)

Evan hasn’t gotten a lot of hugs in his life, so hes always kinda stuff or awkward when you hug him but he does enjoy hugs. His hugs are a little awkward but hes got the spirit.

I = I love you (How fast do they say the L-word?)

You would most likely say I love you first, and it makes Evan blush. He would have to psyche himself up to say it, and when he does, he mutters it or whispers it between kisses or during cuddling.

J = Jealousy (How jealous do they get? What do they do when they’re jealous?)

Evan isn’t the most jealous out of the killers, which doesn’t say a lot cuz have you seen the killers? He doesn’t like when anyone flirts with you or gets too comfortable with you though, and he will start glaring and targeting whoever was getting too close during trials and drawing it out as much as possible. I could see him as someone who will leave hickeys or bitemarks on visible parts of your body when really jealous. Or scratch marks on your back, whatever you’re into.

K = Kisses (What are their kisses like? Where do they like to kiss you? Where do they like to be kissed?)

Evan would love kissing. In the beginning of the relationship, he would be shy about it especially between the two of you since you are both men. But when he’s warmed up to it I think he is the kind that loves to kiss the back of your hand or your shoulder. He likes when you lean in and kiss him through his mask, you can even use it as a distraction during trials.

L = Little ones (How are they around children?)

Hes kinda awkward around kids, seeing as there weren’t many kids around during his past and no kids in the fog. Hes got the spirit though and tries his best.

M = Morning (How are mornings spent with them?)

Evan wakes up bright and early like a good ol boy, no matter how late you’ve gone to bed. If you arent a morning person he would tuck you back in and go around his routine, hed make some breakfast and if it’s a lazy morning bring it to you in bed so you guys can spend some extra time together. If there isn’t time for that he would go about waking his body up for trails and getting in the right mood for it.

N = Night (How are nights spent with them?)

It depends, if hes busy with trials he would just come back and go to sleep, even forgetting to wash up sometimes. If you both have time expect cuddling, maybe reading a book together or similar.

O = Open (When would they start revealing things about themselves? Do they say everything all at once or wait a while to reveal things slowly?)

It takes a good while for Evan to start opening up about his past, but that’s to be expected. He would be scared of chasing you away with his past, he fears that learning about it plus him being one of the killers during the trial would make you leave him.

P = Patience (How easily angered are they?)

It depends. If its outside of trials and whatnot I think Evan has a lot of patience and he is always open to talk. During trials or towards anybody but you I think hes got a lot less patience and can easily snap and go beserk.

Q = Quizzes (How much would they remember about you? Do they remember every little detail you mention in passing, or do they kind of forget everything?)

Evan remembers a lot of things about you, as he feels its important to know his partner. Of course he doesn’t remember everything but he tries his best.

R = Remember (What is their favorite moment in your relationship?)

It would be the first time he took his mask off for you, after the two of you have been together for a long time. You wouldn’t have reacted badly at all to seeing him, just cradled his face in your hands and kissed him softly. It would make him feel handsome and loved.

S = Security (How protective are they? How would they protect you? How would they like to be protected?)

He is very protective of you and anything of his, he would target other survivors if they were a bother to you, and if a killer is going after you specifically every trial, he would corner them too. Evan would also like to be protected sometimes, he didn’t know this until you almost tore another survivor a new asshole for insulting Evan a whole lot for no reason.

T = Try (How much effort would they put into dates, anniversaries, gifts, everyday tasks?)

He wouldn’t go over the top or anything, he would bring you to a nice place in the woods or somewhere for dates or anniversaries, and gifts would be small things like a pocket knife to protect yourself, or a wood figure he carved.

U = Ugly (What would be some bad habits of theirs?)

He had a lot of self-hate or disgust with himself, especially his appearance. He would struggle with depressive thoughts or self-destructive thoughts. Evan would also doubt your love for him at times, he doesn’t mean too but it happens.

V = Vanity (How concerned are they with their looks?)

I think part of him finds himself very ugly and maybe not worth your attention, so it would take some affection and reassurance from you to help him not feel as disgusted with himself.

W = Whole (Would they feel incomplete without you?)

Yes to a degree, not as much as others would feel. He can easily go a couple of days without seeing you but he does miss you, but its not that it stops him from going about his life.

X = Xtra (A random headcanon for them.)

Evan makes a mean pie, like its to die for. Some of the other killers he gets along with will invade your place if Evan bakes it, theyre like bloodhounds able to smell it through the fog to wherever they are,

He loves dogs, anything from tiny dogs he can hold in his palm to big dogs the size of a small horse. If the two of you ever get out of the trials and the fog he will definingly want a dog.

Y = Yuck (What are some things they wouldn’t like, either in general or in a partner?)

A horrible and manipulative personality. He wouldn’t date a partner who’s quick to judge and shit on others, especially if you’re the kind to focus on things like appearance or to insult someone based on their past, like traumas and things like that. He doesn’t care much for looks but personality is important to him.

Z = Zzz (What is a sleep habits of theirs?)

He doesn’t sleep a lot, though I don’t think anyone in the fog does tbh. He curls up into a ball when hes having a bad sleep, but when hes comfortable he sprawls out like a starfish and takes of the entire bed.

Nsfw alphabet

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

Evan is regularly pretty tired after sex, so he just wants to cuddle and maybe kiss a little. Hed sprawl out on the bed and let you clean him up before getting under the blankets and resting on your chest. Make sure to rub his back or his neck and he just melts.

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

On himself his favorite body part would be his arms or his shoulders. On his partner its their eyes or torso.

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

Evan cums a lot, like it gets everywhere and stains the bed every time. He loves when you scoop up his or your own cum and feed it to him. Loves nothing more than if you eat him out after finishing inside him.

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

Evans dirty secret is he really wants you to milk him, there’s few things he wants more than for you to tie him up and either use your hand or a machine to milk him dry. Loves when you praise him or call him things like little boy or prince because it makes him feel small and loved. If you call him little calf or bull he goes bright red and runs off to hide his blush.

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

Evan has very little experience, especially with other men. He might have done some hand stuff in the past, but most of the sexual stuff itself he learns from you.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

Doggy or cowgirl. He likes when you take him from behind, maybe have him bent over something. But he also likes riding you, especially watching you hold his hips or grip his thick thighs.

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

Evan isn’t very goofy or jokey during sex, he takes it pretty serious or is too full of lust to joke about.

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

Evan has body hair all over, his arms, legs, chest, crotch and between his cheeks. Pretty much his entire body. In the past he didn’t care much for taking care of the hair, but after getting together he might preen it a little so it isn’t a full on jungle.

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

Most of the time he is very romantic and loving, there are times when your doing it missionary and he will just hold onto you and kiss you the entire time. Hes the type to repeat that he loves you over and over when you make him cum.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

He isn’t one to jack off a lot honestly, you mainly give him what he wants. He would jerk off if you haven’t seen each other for a while, but its not something he craves or needs to do every day.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

Impact play

Bondage

Milking

Roleplay

Overstimulation

Cuddlefucking

Sleepy sex

Is mating press a kink?

Breeding

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

At home, he does not like doing it anywhere where the two of you can be caught. Most public place the two of you could do it would be out in the woods with no one around.

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

If you rub him down or dirtytalk in his ear, maybe start sucking hickeys on his neck and shoulders and bite at his ear. Compliment him and kiss him whilst grabbing his thighs.

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

Threesomes, he does not want to share. Prey/predator or hunter/hunted. He lives most of his time as a killer so he doesn’t want to bring it into his sex life.

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

Evan isn’t the best at giving oral, but he tries his best. It’s a very sloppy and wet affair, but he always sounds like he really enjoys it. He has a gag reflex though, so he would gag if he got your cock too far in his mouth. He loves to be given oral too, he always claps a hand over his mouth to silence the loud moans that he wants to make.

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

With Evan the pace tends to be slow and rough or sensual. He likes when you take your time but press in as deep as possible, especially when you bottom out and finish as deep inside him as possible.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

Evan doesn’t do quickies, he likes to take his time and feel it when the two of you do it.

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

Evan is up to try out new things, but not too extreme stuff. He would need to talk about it first and discuss it though, just in case.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

He will most likely have more stamina than you unless you’re a fellow killer or something more than the average human. Evan can go multiple rounds so you always have to make him cum multiple times before you do to tire him out.

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

Evan doesn’t own toys and you can’t really get any in the fog anyways.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

He doesn’t really tease much. The most he does is maybe flex at you or pin you down during trials, maybe grind against you when hes in a blood frenzy. You would do most of the teasing in the relationship.

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

Evan isn’t a loud person in general, so during sex its mainly grunts and growls, though he does start whining and moaning a little louder after you’ve made him cum a couple of times.

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

Evan tried to get advice from some of the killers he gets along with on how to spice things up with you or make a surprise for you. He ends up somehow getting his hands on some lingerie and he gets so embarrassed and flustered when he wears it. He hid it away and still has it somewhere, though he always gets flustered when thinking about wearing it for you.

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

Evan is a good chunk bigger than average and is slightly thicker than average. Uncut and veiny, you always have to pull the foreskin back to get to his tip.

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

He doesn’t have a very high sex drive honestly, he can easily go a couple of weeks without sex if he has too and you tend to meet all his needs, though he does like to jerk off every now and then.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

If you’ve really tired him out and made him cum multiple times, he will knock out pretty quickly afterwards, he always looks most peaceful after being wrung dry by you. He likes to fall asleep still full of your cum though, so you might not wanna clean that out.

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theres-a-body-here · 3 months

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Love Letter Aftermath

First part

The realization of receiving a love admission sinks in for the killers

Characters: Oni, Trapper, Deathslinger, Mastermind, Cannibal, Ghostface Warnings: Some spice Male!reader

The Oni - Kazan Yamaoka

He's angry

Angry at you for giving him that damn letter

And angry at himself for keeping it

He keeps it on his shrine

Even while he tries to distract himself with training between trials, your letter is all that's on his mind

At least once a day, for a couple of minutes, he stares at the letter while working up the courage to crumple it and dispose of it

He never can

When Rin found the letter, his heat sunk

She thought it was cute, but rolled her eyes at how Kazan was acting

The days following the letter, you've noticed in trials with Oni, he never downs you with his Kanabo anymore, only his Katana

Even during chases, when he's activated his blood fury right behind you, he stampedes off somewhere to down anyone else

And when he carries you to hooks, you've noticed how gently he holds you

But he never stays after hooking you and seems to avoid your gaze

Strangely, Rin has been giving you some leeway during trials as well

The Trapper - Evan MacMillan

When he got back to his realm after the trial, he immediately went to work on making a box for the letter

Yeah, a whole keepsake box for a single letter

He places it next to the box where he keeps his old drawings

Whenever he sees you in trials, he still gets those butterflies

If you step in one of his traps, he's immediately rushing to where he heard you scream

If he sees any other survivors trying to free you, he swats at them

Evan gently pulls at the jaw of the trap and pulls it apart, letting you retract your injured foot

He's trying his hardest not to ogle your legs

"Sorry," he mutters gruffly, his hands holding your leg softly while he inspects the damage

He picked up some gauze that one of the others dropped and begins to bandage your wound

He can feel your gaze burning holes into his mask as he works

He's the one to break the silence

"I've killed you... and your friends, over and over."

There's a long pause on your end before you respond

"I know"

You two leave it at that

The Deathslinger - Caleb Quinn

Caleb keeps the letter under the bar counter in his realm

Whenever he returns from an exhausting or lost trial, he looks at it

A small part of him still thinks you're messing with him

He's way too nervous and skittish around you now to do anything, so you're gonna have to initiate everything

In trials, you do your best to spend time with him

Especially when you insist that he treats you no different

When he carries you to hook, you take the moment to touch him

You turn your head to plant a kiss on the back of his neck

Caleb visibly shivers and lets out a groan

"Yer tryin' ta kill me, ain'tcha?"

"Is it working?"

Despite you asking otherwise, he tends to leave you alone when he can in trials, opting to hide the others

If you confront him about it, he'll deny it

The Mastermind - Albert Wesker

He keeps your letter in the inner pocket of his jacket

You definitely have his full attention now

Don't expect any special treatment, because he's not gonna give it

In fact, he seems to actively seek you out first if he knows you're in his trial

Wesker gets angry when you can't loop him for more than a couple of minutes

"Are you even trying? Pathetic"

While carrying you to a hook, he's lecturing you all the way

"You didn't run it tight enough. You were too greedy with the pallet. You didn't check your blind spots."

He'll get even more irritated if you start to tear up

Can't you see he's trying to help you?

Wesker refuses to have someone so vulnerable as an admirer

So you better get to it

If you do manage to improve and become better in trials, his attitude changes

It goes from scoldings to rewards

He takes off his gloves to hold your chin and pull you close

You feel his lips ghost over your cheek and shiver when he tightens his grip on you

He stares at your face, drinking up your reactions

And then he lets you go, watching as your face twists from dazed to confused

"What? Were you expecting a kiss?"

You're gonna have to do a lot more if you wanna get a smooch from him

The Cannibal - Bubba Sawyer

He tapped your letter to the side of his chainsaw

He gets all giddy when he glances at it during his sweeps, especially if he manages to down a survivor

It's his good luck charm

If he spots you in a trial, he'll literally drop everything to rush over and give you hug

Bubba would honestly hug you all trial if you let him

He's definitely become a bit more protective over you, maybe even prone to jealousy

He doesn't even let anyone work on gens with you, revving his chainsaw if anyone gets too close

Once everyone gets the message and leaves you two be, he'll sit behind you as you work and hug you

Expect lots of nuzzles

Bubba whines when the gen is completed and you have to stand up to find a new one

He follows you like a puppy until you find the next one and the process begins anew

The Ghostface - Danny Johnson

Danny doesn't really have anywhere he can store the letter safely

So he does the logical thing and memorizes it's contents, word for word

He doesn't care what happens to the paper

Sometimes during trials, he'll tease you by reciting it during chases

Even adding things you're certain you never added

"And I promise to always let you smash whenever and wherever you want," he says, mimicking your voice as you dangle from the hook

"I NEVER WROTE THAT!!"

Being her favorite, The Entity doesn't care if Danny spares you every trial

But he won't

Because he's a meanie

"No hard feelings, right boo?" He coos as he plunges his blade into your back

If you're sore about it, he's more than happy to make it up to you

He'll run his cold leather-gloved hands under your shirt, pressing you against a wall as you try to stay angry

"Come on, don't be like that," he mutters into your ear, squishing your sides

If you fold now, he'll tease you for being whipped

But if you stay strong, he'll pull out the big guns

He buries his masked face into your neck, slowly grinding his hips against yours

"You feel that, baby? You feel how sorry I am?" He growls, pressing his hard-on against you

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lukabitch · 2 years

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I'm good at being friends with people but as soon as I start catching romantic feelings, I avoid them like the plague (which is quite counterproductive, I know :/). How would a killer of your choice react to a survivor they're on good terms with suddenly avoiding them for the same reason?

Me too bestie! It’s just feels so awkward talking to them. I’m doing multiple killers because I fell like it. Thank you so much for the request! :)

Tw: Killers being aggressive and possessive.

Killers: Ghostface, Wesker, Trapper, Micheal Myers.

Ghostface:

He immediately knew something was up.

He didn’t know why you were avoiding him he just knew you were.

The two of you would talk all the time when seeing the other outside a trial.

So it was really suspicious when you would duck and hide from him.

It’s starting to get to him more and more. He just couldn’t stay away from you any longer.

Eventually he would find you during a trial and pinned you down.

To say he was frustrated was an understatement.

He certainly wasn’t expecting the answer you gave him. You had feelings for him of all people?

He very quickly warmed up towards you.

Expect to be teased into oblivion about this.

“Aw you like me? Come on say it again! Pretty please?” I swear he’s bratty!

Eventually though he would give you a kiss. A very nice way of saying he likes you back.

This is the start of a beautiful relationship. :)

Wesker:

Uh oh big mistake.

This man is absolutely annoyed.

I mean why can’t you just talk to him? Was someone keeping you from doing so?

He’s a bit more reasonable unlike Ghostie.

He’ll leave a note asking to meet him at a specific spot. It wasn’t the spot the two of you talked at. It was the one you first meet at.

You come around the corner and immediately try and turn back.

He was not letting you go that easy.

He would gently ask why you were avoiding him. He didn’t want to scare you off with being aggressive.

He’s surprisingly gentle and sweet about it.

Omg? You made this man into softy with your cuteness!

Will mumble about how you could have talked to him.

“Sweet boy you could always tell me. I would say yes.”

Awww you two are so sweet together! :)

Trapper:

He’s more sadden by you avoiding him.

Did he do something wrong? Was he too rough in a trial? This poor man was racking his head.

He needs to talk to you but with him being the brute he is it’s a bit tough.

I mean it was almost like he would scare you off!

He would get frustrated not with you but with himself.

He had a plan to keep you in place. Don’t worry it’s not a bear trap.

You were off in the woods and he was able to get behind you. Obviously he startled you but it wasn’t the reason you were squirming.

When he hears that you like him it’s like a weight lifted off his shoulders.

This man is holding you like a teddy.

You’re the most important thing to him in this realm.

He’s going to make sure you know that!

He’ll tell you how much you’ve helped him. He’ll just be saying the sweetest things.

“I love you, you know?” Yes you did in fact know. :)

Micheal Myers:

He’s more confused is anything. He may be a bit angry.

He would try to get closer to you but you’d just run off.

Unlucky for you he’s incredibly good at tracking.

He’ll just follow you until he can confront you.

He’ll grab you and hold you in place. Probably will give one of his head tilts.

He didn’t ask he really couldn’t but hearing you blurt out why was interesting.

He’ll just hold you might press the press the lips of his mask against you.

He somehow manages to be both rough and gentle at the same time.

Considering this man isn’t used to giving and receiving affectionate he doesn’t know what to do.

He can’t exactly communicate his feelings but he’ll try his best.

He’ll do any type of song and dance to get the point across that he likes you.

Eventually you’ll catch on and the two of you just hold each other.

The most quiet and cute couple in the realm!

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mr-bas00nist · 1 year

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So i kinda have a idea of male survivor who is a top, but is captured by the trapper or oni(trapper being a bottom or oni a power bottom) in the basement to have some fun with that survivor who evaded them for a long time

Ooo great idea! I think I’m gonna role with Trapper because I love sub Evan❤️ medium length fic because I didn’t wanna drag it on lol

Cw- Cockstepping, Degradation and edging

Trapper certainly wasn’t the strongest killer he knew that but there was one survivor specifically who always managed to make his blood boil and that was you. Your stupid tricks, rude words, cocky demeanor and just everything about you made him even angrier at survivors than he should’ve been.

He was in a chase with you chasing you as fast as he could while the survivors did all the gens. You laugh at him when the final gen pops. Than his speed kicks up, fuck. NOED. He swings his cleaver landing it right on your back making you fall over. Of course you were right next to the basement. “You talentless fucker.” You seethe as he picks you up quickly getting you to the basement hook.

he stands right infront of you and you can feel the anger leaving his body. You grimace at the wet blood dripping down your shirt. You glare at him smirking as you get an idea. You hook your legs around his shoulder using him to launch off the hook. His eyes go wide as you knock him over.

You step on his hand with your shoe stopping him from getting up or moving. You look at him with a disgust as you tilt your head. You than smirked at him. You begin stepping on every inch of his body with the heel of your shoe. Stepping on his chest, his arms and making your way down.

You laugh as you kick his crotch expecting a cry of pain not one of pleasure. You pause for moment eyes going wide at Evans moan. You look at him with a glare that curves into a smile. “Well isn’t this just a treat?” You put the head of your shoe right agaisnt his tip and begin moving your foot up and down making him groan.

What a fucking whore! you thought. You begin picking up speed on his abused cock making sure it’s red and swollen by the time your done. He was certainly enjoying your attention. The occasional kicks you’d give and hard stepping had him sobbing with joy and pleasure. It was to good!

You began picking up your pace than slowing down to tease him. It made him cry out and his eyes roll back. He begin gets that familiar feeling in his gut meeting your thrusts quickly. You angle your foot just right on his dick getting him just at the edge, than you stop.

He looks at you wide eyed with a desperate look that you can see even with his mask and the dim light of the basement. You smirk putting your foot down. “Sorry seems like I have to go, wouldn’t wanna keep my team waiting now would I?” He glares at you as you tauntingly wave at the man on the floor

#dom male reader #dom reader #sub trapper #trapper smut #trapper dbd #trapper x reader #evan macmillan x reader #evan macmillan #dbd smut #dbd x male reader #dbd trapper

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lyssak09 · 2 years

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I need more platonic Yandere trapper and huntress ( maybe them both as a couple)

Platonic Yandere Huntress and Trapper

My amazing sister helped since this request involved her favorite character ever, huntress. We may or may not be going as Huntress and Meg together for Halloween this year ! Thank you so so much for requesting and please feel free to request again!!

The Huntress probably found you hiding and thought "Cute. Mine now" and yanked you from your hiding spot

Trapper met you by Anna. She was showing you off and he saw you and immediately took to you

So Anna and Evan (bootyhole) kinda fought over you then they were both like "You wanna be their bestie? Me too!"

Evan (bootyhole) is a quiet and obsessive platonic yandere. He doesn't talk a lot so he has more of an advantage to study, stalk, you.

Anna is a sweet, jealous, and possessive platonic yandere. If someone other than her or Evan (bootyhole) has your attention then she'll be moody. But she'll bring you something back from a hunt or trial as an apology

Her little trinkets can consist of a lot of things.

It could be shiny, it could be wooden, it could be bloodstained

Either way

They both get weird and jealous when you're around people who aren't them. One of them might even growl at others

Anna loves to comfort you, so when you're scared or something, she'll sing you some lullabies from her childhood.

Evan (bootyhole) likes to spoil you, so expect a lot of stolen goodies

Of course, he was rich before, so he has some goodies from before, but he will mostly steal them for you because he likes finding things that remind him of you.

A lot of times it is probably a piece of art, a shiny rock, sometimes he even brings you little trinkets that the Huntress finds. She just sometimes gets too nervous to give it to you, thinking that you might not like it, so instead she’ll give it to him and he will then give it to you.

Anna loves to cuddle, it doesn’t matter what the situation is, if she is able to cuddle with you, be prepared, cause she is running as fast as she can to give you the biggest bear hug ever.

Evan doesn’t really like physical affection, but he will give you it if you need it.

But most of the time he just passes you off to Anna when you need comforting, or just snuggles in general.

Evan normally is someone who likes acts of servitude. If you are willing to do anything, even as small as pushing in his chair when he forgets to, or even just cleaning up some blood off of his weapon. (Hope you're not squeamish)

His heart will freaking melt, but in a platonic way.

Anna is one that loves physical affection and gifts. She always wants yours and Evan’s attention, mostly yours, but still. She is fine with anyone, as long as she is able to give hugs, cuddles, and just in general, be close to you or him.

Of course, Evan doesn’t like this, but again, he will do it until either he is able to find you and pass her off to you.

Even though Evan doesn’t like being hugged or having any sort of physical affection, he is okay if you are both curled up to him with minimal contact.

Like one of you laying on his shoulder, as long as the other one is laying on the other and not him, he is okay with that.

Any other way and you’re both getting pushed off of him.

Wanna know a way to rile them both up?

Bubbles.

It’s dumb, but they both love bubbles.

A/N: Who doesn't?

Anna had never seen them before and Evan was never allowed to play with them and, even if he was allowed to, he never had anyone to play with him.

So while you are blowing the bubbles, Evan and Anna are going berserk over them.

I (Lyssa) lowkey feel like Anna might attack the bubbles at first with her hatchet then try to bite them

"ANNA NO! ITS SOAP IT WON'T TASTE GOOD!" You yell after her. You're soon met with an Anna with a look of disgust from her and see bootyhole on the ground laughing with tears in his eyes

If you’re not blowing the bubbles, Evan is.

Nobody wants Anna to blow bubbles anymore.

She doesn't know how to

And just spits everywhere.

So she is just on the duty to play with them.

But don’t let anyone know that Evan has shown this side to you or Anna. He will murder you.

Literally.

Blowing bubbles is not your thing? That’s fine Evan and Anna both love reading books too!

Well, more like Evan or you reading to her, since she doesn’t understand English very well. At least, not enough to read higher than a first grade level.

So, while you or Evan are reading to her, prepare to have to explain almost everything to her, since she is still learning.

I (Lyssa) and my sister both believe Trapper is a major bootyhole (I mean have you seen the trapper mains?? They camp and or tunnel. And never wanna be our friends ): Major bootyhole vibes right there)

When you piss off Trapper he might do something mean or say something horrible to you out of anger or just to make you feel sucky too.

When that happens Anna will silently yell at him and stare him down while she cuddles you and tells you that he is just being moody and she loves you. (So sweet right?)

So basically in our opinion, Evan is a bootyhole and we'd rather have Lu (my sister)'s bestie, Huntress, as our yandere best friend <3

Not gonna lie, half of this is crack headcannons while the other half is more serious since my sister took it way more serious than I. I do hope you guys enjoyed it though! Props again to my amazing sister for making the other half of this amazing. This one was sorta different from my others. Please feel free to request anything, I have a pinned post of everything I write for.

P.S., I have a list of nicknames of most of the dbd killers if you guys ever wanna see them.

#yandere x reader #yandere headcanon #yandere male #yandere x you #yandere #ask lyssa #dead by daylight #lyssa's hcs #yandere female #platonic yandere dbd #platonic yandere #yandere dead by daylight #dead by deadlight #yandere dbd #dbd #huntress x reader #dead by daylight trapper #Miss Blue's writing

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r3dkn0ts · 1 year

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WELCOME to THE R3DKN0TS BLOG

🔞 !! DO NOT PROCEED PAST THIS POINT IN THIS POST OR MY BLOG IF YOU ARE UNDER 18 !! 🔞

Now that that's out of the way, I'm Matty ( @r3dr0pe ) and this is my 18+ Dead By Daylight / Slasher reader-insert blog! I used to run one of these years ago, and I just got the itch to come back to write some more. Below the read more break will be my rules, masterlist, and more!

RULES

Sources I write for - Dead By Daylight ( obviously ) - The Texas Chain Saw Massacre 1974 - Halloween 1978 + 2018 - A Nightmare on Elm Street 1984 - Friday The 13th 1980 + 1981 - Scream 1996 - Silent Hill 1 + 2 - Resident Evil 2 + 3 + 7 + 8 - Dead Rising 1 + 2 + 3 - Outlast 1 + 2 + Whistleblower - All Five Nights At Freddy's games + movie

I will write - Headcanons ( up to 3 characters x reader ) - Short imagines ( up to 3 characters x reader ) - Gender-neutral readers ( no specific genitalia ) - Non-binary, FtM, and MtF readers ( please specify any preferences for anatomical terms or gendered language ) - Cis male readers - Kinky shit ( read here for more info )

I will not write - Anything I'm not comfortable with / on my "no" list here - Fanfics ( just don't have the energy for it most of the time ) - Underage characters or readers ( even if platonic ) - Pregnant characters or readers ( breeding kink is fine! ) - Non-consensual romance or sex - Cis female readers

DBD KILLER MASTERLIST

DBD SURVIVOR MASTERLIST

MISC. HORROR MASTERLIST

#dead by daylight imagines #dead by daylight x reader #slasher x reader #dbd imagines #slasher imagines #michael myers x reader #bubba sawyer x reader #jason voorhees x reader #the trapper x reader #the wraith x reader #the hillbilly x reader #lgbt reader #male reader #trans reader #gender neutral reader

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soulariarym · 2 years

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I am the Trapper simp. Can I request hcs for the Trapper with Male!Reader that try to be a traditional wife for him? Like support him and his work, help with laundry, cook for him, something like that. I mean, he comes from around 1900s, so he must be quite conservative. Extra points if there are nsfw story as well. Thank you so much!

I love this idea sm, I tried to keep it as "housewife" as possible on the nsfw so sorry if its not the best, Though I did add some things I think people would fuck in the 1900's if that's ok <3

Trapper // Male Housewife // Sfw

Evan absolutely adores you with a passion, when he sees you cleaning or cooking he’ll come up by your side, pulling you by your hip for a kiss on the cheek.

Evan will come up behind you, resting his chin on your shoulder, telling you how much he appreciates you, how much he loves you.

Every Time you do his laundry, clean his dishes he’ll ask if you want help. He feels a little responsible and cant help to peep in the room, asking you.

He’ll help you with the dishes, often more than not. He’ll joke with you about the neighbors and their flaws as you both laugh, getting the dishes done rather quickly.

Once you come in with his laundry he’ll quickly put on a warm sweater, giving you a bear hug while pinning you down to smother you in kisses, giving you the sweetest compliments like “you smell like a garden of the most beautiful flowers in the world”, “You're the most prettiest man I've ever laid my eyes upon”

He’ll joke with you about you wearing a dress, and if you do he’ll pick you up, Twirling you around, calling you the king of all things beauty.

He loves playing classical music as you clean, watching as you sway your body with the music

When you're doing the dishes Evan loves squeezing the soap bottle, making the bubbles come up and tickle your face, making you giggle from the feeling.

Evan just smiles, staring at you in complete adoration

Trapper // Male Housewife // Nsfw

If you just get done cleaning a counter off he’ll come behind you, grinding against you as you bend over, fucking you on the counter, insisting he’ll clean it again later

Evan's favorite thing is you riding him in the bathtub, watching as you cutely bob in the water, moaning like there's no tomorrow

Loves tying ribbons, bows around your neck, tugging them as he holds your body against his own while he fucks you

Once you're done cleaning the whole house Evan will come up you to you, whispering in your ear "you deserve a reward hm?" this escalates to him having you tied to the bedframe, rubbing your cocks together as he praises you for everything you do for him.

Loves using vibrators against your dick, sticking it inside you as you cry of pleasure underneath him.

The dress earlier? he'll fuck you senseless if you're wearing that. Seeing his beautiful husband being fucked in a dress makes him want you more then ever, burying his cock as far as possible. Making you weak in your legs for a few days.

#dead by daylight #x reader #dead by deadlight #dead by daylight fanfic #dbd x male reader #the trapper

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obsessivevoidkitten · 2 months

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Caught In His Web

Yandere Male Drider x Gender Neutral Reader CW: Noncon, painless/gentle noncon, venom, drugging, biting, light bondage, webbing, drider, spider-hybrid, oral sex, oviposition, dead animals wrapped in webbing, stalking, underwear sniffing, general yandere behavior. Word Count: 2.7k (A drider is technically an elf-spider formed as a punishment by Lolth, but this is just a human-spider hybrid with magic. Not technically a drider. But "spidertaur" just sounds off. Hope you enjoy, this was technically the first fic I started though I only resumed and finished it today)

You were an herbalist, you took plants and herbs from the wild fields, forests, and hills surrounding your small humble cottage. You expertly prepared the ingredients that you gathered and imbued them with the tiny bit of healing magic that you possessed. Magic in humans was very rare and your abilities and magical education were somewhat limited, but your potions, salves, ointments and remedies sold well enough in the town about six miles away on the other side of the forest.

Twice a month you made the journey there and back to sell your healing supplies. You made enough to survive on, and also enough to get you through the colder months when the healing plants you used did not grow. It was a modest life, but you were happy enough. Well, except for one thing... you were being followed...

At first, starting almost a year ago, you couldn’t get past the feeling that you were being watched from the shadows of the forest, occasionally you could swear you could catch glimpses of a large shape moving out of the corner of your eye or could hear something moving through the branches. You convinced yourself it was all in your imagination, or at least just some innocent woodland creature moving in the woods. For a month or so your denial was easy enough. You live by the forest, of course the animals must simply be getting more used to your non-threatening presence and getting a bit closer than they had previously. Everything was perfectly fine.

But then, about three months ago, things started to escalate. At first it was odd, but still explainable by the functions of nature. There were bundled up small dead animals bound in webbing left around in the places you most frequently gathered herbs and flowers. Okay, that is creepy, it must be some large spiders that are attracted to the birds and mice that are attracted to the insects drawn by the plants, perfectly normal and natural. You wish it would be perfectly normal and natural a bit farther away from you, but there was clearly nothing to worry about... except the fact that there are apparently a lot of spiders big enough to kill birds and mice in close proximity to you...

You could have dealt with the creepy large webs and the implied but unseen giant spiders, but then just a few days ago the bundles started being left on your porch for you to dispose of each morning. The webbed up animals were completely un-dessicated, killed and then just… left… A spider would not drop food for later in such an odd place. And what’s more the webbing now contained flowers woven into it, the flowers you most commonly used in your trade. No longer could you maintain any notions that the glimpses you saw from the forest, the noises you heard, and the web bundles were just coincidence.

The nearest humans lived too far away to keep up such a well maintained and menacing prank/threat, so you conclude that there must be some foul creature or malicious spirit that is stalking you. The past few days you were terrified and on the verge of freaking out, but you managed to maintain your calm composure. Besides, it has not escalated since then and today was the day that you went to the closest village to peddle your medical supplies, perhaps you could purchase some wards to protect yourself from spirits and talk to the local trappers, hunters, and elders to see if they know of anything dangerous lurking in the area.

You opened the door with a broom to sweep your doorstep, where you knew the web ball would be left. You shuddered as you swept it into the bushes and out of sight. So gross. You then went about your daily chores, and put the final touches on a last minute tincture. You put all your various vials, bottles, and other containers full of your merchandise into a large backpack that you put on before setting off on your way out the door and into the long path through the woods that would lead you to the village.

You started off at a brisk pace, there was no time to enjoy what would otherwise be a pleasant and leisurely stroll on a cool breezy day. You gripped the handle of the dagger in your belt tightly, in constant fear of what could potentially lurk just out of sight. You were paranoid and hyper fixated on watching the trees and path ahead for any possible signs of danger. So fixated that you completely neglected to watch where you were going. You did not notice a large bump in the path and tripped, you tried to get up but your ankle was sprained and you ended up flopping back over on your side.

This was bad, you were probably at least two miles into the forest unable to walk. Utterly helpless, with no more than a small dagger that in your inexperienced hands was mostly just for a false sense of security. But you couldn’t just lay here, you turned back towards the direction of your home and started ever so slowly dragging yourself.

You tried to do this as quietly as possible to not draw any attention to yourself, but you heard skittering and rustling in the bushes ahead of you.

Futilely, you hoped that it was just an animal or even the wind, but it wasn’t The being that had been lurking in the shadows and stoking your fears finally came forth.

A large drider came out of the trees. Like a centaur he was a creature that was human enough from the waist up but instead of a horse below that he was a giant white spider with black markings. From far enough away, and if the spider half were not in view, he could have easily been mistaken for a striking woman. His figure was slender and his hair was long and shimmered beautifully like silver in the rays of light that penetrated through the forest canopy.

But that is where the illusion ended for he had two fangs and four red eyes. He spoke in a cautious voice, as if trying to placate an animal that he feared may lash out.

“I’m Umzerth. I won’t hurt you, I promise.

You looked at him, trembling in dread and unable to take your eyes away as you scrambled backwards.

“Please no.” You repeated desperately in a frantic whisper.

The drider looked both concerned at your predicament and hurt by your reaction at seeing him.

“Please… darling… you’re hurt… just let me help you…”

“No, j-just stay back…”

“But your leg needs tending to my sweetling, I’ve never hurt you. I have proven I can take care of you by giving you all those plants you like. And food with them!”

“I am not interested in you taking care of me! Please just leave me alone… I have healing supplies with me…” Your voice faltered and it was clear that you were terrified of him.

Umzerth looked dejected, but he wasn’t going to give up. This was the first time he had properly met you and you were in pain. Surely you would accept him as your mate. He was so powerful and could take care of you. That’s what little humans wanted in a mate surely. He just had to calm you down and prove it.

The spider took a few tentative steps closer. You pulled your dagger from your belt and pointed it towards him. Your hand shook, more evidence of the fear coursing through you. He knew you’d never hold such a weapon to him if you were in your right mind. Maybe some of his venom would soothe you.

“Please put that away and let me help you sweetheart, my home is very close by. Your healing salves won’t work as fast as my methods will.”

You backed away a bit more, still holding up the dagger.

“I’ll take my chances.”

He moved with lightning speed and plucked the dagger from your hand, tossing it far away and out of sight. He spoke more forcefully.

“It would still take days to heal that foot. I can see the bruising from here. There are wild animals everywhere and I am not going to my beloved die out here because they were too damn stubborn.”

You cry out briefly as he bit down on your neck before an unnatural calm took your mind and your body went limp before fading into a relaxed sleep. His venom wasn’t at all deadly, not to humans, spiders, or driders. For a human it would merely give them a nice sleep. Which is exactly what you needed while he attended to your injury.

As you began stirring from your sleep you heard your name whispered. You woke to find your leg completely free of any pain, wrapped in silvery webbing. You could feel the thrum of magic within it. Much stronger than anything you could manage. Well… at least that proved he really wasn’t going to kill you.

“Are you feeling better, my little wild flower? I watched to make sure you slept well… I did take a break to catch you some food.”

The room you were in was unfamiliar, it looked to be a dwelling carved into stone. Likely at the base of the hills nearby. You were in a soft hammock made of silk. There was a wooden table next to you. Hand-carved. Umzerth apparently had grown accustomed to making his own furniture. Atop it lay a dead rat covered in webbing.

You recoiled at the sight.

“What’s wrong sweetling, it’s all predigested! You just have to bite and suck it out… don’t you like it?”

You didn’t say anything, but hopped up and bolted towards the exit. The ground was rough and cold on your bare feet, but you gave it no notice. You had to get away from this freak.

Umzerth caught you before you even reached the door.

“Let me go! I want to go home! Please!” You began sobbing and begging. Even if you were in no immediate danger he still frightened you. Thrust into a strange place with a terrifying creature and expected to eat… that… It was all too much.

“You ARE home my sweet flower!”

He caressed you oh so tenderly and claimed your lips with his own before setting you down on a cushioned chair that was far too small for him. Evidently he had prepared for your arrival for quite some time. Utterly disgusted with having been kissed by the monster, you wiped your lips.

“Are you upset with the food? Do humans not like that? I can learn to prepare human foods for you…”

He paced back and forth for a while with a nervous expression on his face, he wanted to make you happy and it was clear that you weren’t. How could he please you? He’d learn how to do that cooking thing he had watched humans do, but how could he make you like him more immediately?

Other than food that was to your liking hadn’t he provided everything a mate should? Shelter. Medical treatment.

Oh of course!

Sex!

You were being a whiny little human because you probably were desperate to copulate! He knew you were single since he had never seen another person at your dwelling, you probably hadn’t had a good dick like his in you in a long time, if ever.

You’d probably be all shy and bratty about it though. Natural first time jitters. He knew what would calm you down.

He scooped you up from the chair and, despite your struggles, gave your neck a little nip. Just a fraction of a full dose. You went limp again, but didn’t fall asleep this time. Your limbs felt too heavy and you felt really relaxed. You couldn’t muster the energy or will to fight anymore.

Umzerth gently placed you on a high stone shelf so that he was eye level with your crotch.

“I know just what you need to make you happy sweetling~”

You only groaned absently in response.

The drider gently peeled off your pants and underwear, taking it to his face and inhaling your scent deeply before placing it aside. The smell had him aroused in an instant. His erect cock poked out of a slit at his waist just below where his two halves met. Big and somewhat slimy.

He rubbed your soft thighs.

“Such a soft fragile thing.” He whispered.

He kissed up your thighs, occasionally giving them a careful nip, not enough to draw blood. He attended to you with a sloppy tongue and beneath the effects of his venom all you could feel was pleasure. You grinded into his face as you weakly stroked his hair, grabbing it harder when he brought you to climax.

He licked you clean as you shuddered.

“Ah, you fed me so well for worshiping at the altar between your thighs~”

You were even more relaxed now than when he had just bitten you, and just as powerless to resist. The spider picked you up carefully and shared another dominating kiss with you. This time sliding his tongue and brushing it against yours, smearing your taste buds with your very own flavor mixed with his saliva. A string of which connected your lips for a moment as he pulled away.

Then he held you as he positioned your body in front of his cock.

“Oh sweetling, you’ll look even prettier with a bellyful of my eggs~”

His words elicited just the smallest spark of worry in your envenomated mind, though it was quickly squashed when you felt his cock smear warm pre at your entrance. While holding you with one strong hand he slipped a finger in and out of you, slowly adding more one at a time.

Drooling and unable to articulate any thoughts, you moved back against his fingers.

At that he decided you were ready. He slipped his wet cock into you easily and with no pain at all, he had been very careful to make sure he pleasured his delicate flower.

He held you by your hips, gently rocking you back and forth along his shaft. You occasionally moaned softly. It felt so nice. So perfect. Like you were made just for this. Why had you been resisting again?

Umzerth started to go just a little harder, sure that his love could take it. With each thrust you let out a little gasp of pleasure. His cock fit itself into you beautifully, hitting every inch and making you feel full and sated in a way you never had before.

The fill of your shivering body as you had another climax pulled Umzerth over the edge with you. Powerful shudders racking the both of you in unison as his cock deposited small eggs deep inside you. Soft yet firm, they attached themselves to your insides. They would fertilize as they absorbed a bit of your DNA, then they’d fall out after a few days and then hatch a few weeks later.

Having deposited so many inside of his darling, your belly looked larger. He lay you in his web with him in the corner, rubbing your belly in awe. You smiled up at him and idly played with his soft hair.

“I’ll be back soon my love, I am going to get you something to eat.”

He wrapped you up in his webbing to keep you cozy before giving you a bit more venom to send you off into a short sleep. Then he covered the entrance to his den with his strongest webbing to make sure that you were completely safe while he was away. By the time you awoke he would have a good meal fit for any human. Then you would have nothing at all to be grumpy about.

This time he’d swipe a meal from the village, of course he’d leave them a gold coin in compensation since humans seemed to like those, and after that you could teach him!

#yandere teratophilia #yandere terato #my ocs #yandere x reader #monster boyfriend #gender neutral reader #yandere monster #male yandere x gn reader #yandere boyfriend #yandere spidertaur #spidertaur x reader #yandere drider #drider x reader #My OCs #My OC Umzerth #yandere #male yandere

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sparkling-shamrocks · 8 months

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this is a total shot in the dark but does ANYONE have any Jin Sakai x reader stories with a male or gn reader??? ill take anything i just love him and cannot find ANYTHING

give me Jin who fell in love with one of the straw hat ronin. give me Jin who had something secret going on with a peasant boy back home. Jin reminiscing over a fellow samurai he lost on the beach. having a fling with one of the trappers he keeps running into. dreaming of the farmboy he promised he'd return home to. the possibilities are endless please someone send me something my crops are dying and they wither everytime i read one where you're his wife

#ghost of tsushima #jin sakai x reader #jin sakai #sakai jin #on my hands and knees begging i love him sm but everything ive found is super blatant ab reader being fem #which i can appreciate for other people but i swear i cant be the only man who loves him #yeah i could write it myself but I haven't gotten his voice right yet

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masked-men-fantasy · 19 days

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Intentionally make them jealous (Dead by Daylight)

Let's say you and your guy have been a couple for a few years, and you wonder what would happen if you tend to be clingy to someone too much. How would they react?

NSFW Content. MDNI.

The Trapper

Let's say you pretend to be impressed by how big and strong Kazan is (the Oni). You give Kazan plenty of compliments and even a bit of flirty eye.

It won't take that much time for you to realize that Evan gave a glace, unfriendly, angry one.

He will simply lift you up while you have a conversation with Kazan, who is still confused about why you suddenly gave him a compliment. Then rushly bring you back to his shack.

"You did that on purpose, didn't you?" He said it with a low and deep voice while pinning you down on the ground.

You did not answer; you only smirked at him. Touching him slowly on his biceps and forearm.

"I guess I will show who is the big and strong one then." Even said and started to tie you up to the hook, open your leg wide, and initiate his sweet revenge on your jealousy experiment.

The Knight

You start the experiment by staying close to one of his packs. Then slowly touch their hand and say that they are handsome.

Surprisingly, Tarhos do not think. He just stood there and watched. So you tried to push him a little bit more by starting to hug them in a friendly manner.

That is when you heard a loud steel clanking on the ground. Loud enough to make faithful three, you stop everything and turn with a look of fear. Tarhos struck his sword on the ground. His hand gripped the hilt tightly.

"My tolerance is limited. If you were to live to see another day, you shall not test my patience any longer." Tarhos slams his sword on the ground. His hand gripped the hilt tighter than ever. His eyes through the helmet revealed how furious he is.

Tarhos then rushed out of the room and slammed the door. The room has gone silent. Even the faithful three, who used to be very loud, have gone mute.

Now, you're done screwing up, aren't you?

You have to run to Tarhos and hold his hand. Apologize to him and hug him as tight as you can. I tried to explain that you do not have any intentions like that. You just want to do a bit of a prank, and that is really all. You still love him as ever.

"You better not do such a sinful act again, or I shall behead you, then myself after," Tarhos stated. His tone shows he is not messing around this time.

You promised him that you would not do such a thing again. And that Tarhos is a number in your heart, always. Faithful three shall wait until he gives you permission or so.

#the trapper x reader #the knight x reader #trapper x reader #knight x reader #the knight x male reader #the trapper x male reader #dead by daylight #dbd #x male reader #tarhos kovács #evan macmillan

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we-love-the-murder-bois · 2 years

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Warrior

Yautja Male x reader

(Rewatching all the movies in preparation for Prey! I will happily take any yautja requests.)

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The yautja watched in reined awe as their human stepped onto the home world with confidence. The ship’s hatch hissed, air misting as the temperature controlled air mixed with the humid jungle. Y/n had always had the heart of a warrior, he’d known that the moment he first met them and they’d faced him with clenched fists and a snarl. He’d first assumed they weren’t a threat, and then that tiny human ‘kicked his ass’. They apparently utilized the teachings of Kevin McCallister, surely a warrior of their home planet. They set traps and laid in wait, but also had the bravery to stand and fight when traps failed.

Now, a year passed and finally home again, they faced the unfamiliar world with the same courage.

Y/n, with their silly need for coverage and strange earth customs. Y/n, who taught themselves the yautja language of silent hand and some of their verbal communications and met every world they found with the same wonder in their eyes.

Y/n, who he vowed to stand by until his last breath.

‘Stay by me.’ It wasn’t an order, y/n was not a creature to take order, but a plea. His little human was a capable beast, but they were outnumbered and unknown. The human kind was a mystery to their people, a seemingly weak and underdeveloped planet, but full of capable warriors. Several yautja had fallen to their kind, they were not to be underestimated. He was late for his return on his quest for valor, he’d put this off for long enough. Any longer and they’d presume him dead.

Y/n fell back, squaring their shoulders and affixing their skull mask over their deceptively gentle face. The grey ridges of bone and sharp incisors making them look far from weak. Human faces were strange, but theirs was beautiful, with soft skin and nearly imperceptible dappling. They seemed so squishy, but their hands never faultered-

Well, only once, when they’d reached the end of their battle. They had looked at him, eyes filled with fire and determination and a weariness from a tiring fight. They had bled, a bright colour opposite of his own, and their fingers were slick with their mixed blood as they had removed his mask.

Those slim clawless fingers, for the first time in that long fight, fumbled.

It wasn’t fear in their eyes, they’d only seen that briefly before it had been covered by confidence, but wonder.

A wonder now directed at alien worlds and strange creatures, focused completely on him.

And, with muscles shaking from over exertion and wounds that continued to steadily bleed onto both of them, they showed their teeth and spoke in their soft language.

‘Truce?’ He didn’t know what the word meant, but he repeated it back to them in their voice. They just made a musical little human noise, dropped their spear, and collapsed on the ground beside him.

Later, once they’d come to an understanding, they’d told him that they saw something in his eyes, something that made them see the yautja as an equal. His human didn’t want to kill intelligent life for sport, but that weakness wasn’t much of one. He’d seen the human fight, but they were a trapper at heart. Some yautja would call them cowardly, but he knew their actions came from strength and intelligence.

The tiny human surveyed the city, looked beyond at the towering jungle surrounding them. Even a hunter skilled as they would die in that jungle.

It amazed him how different they were. His human was different in every physical way, but mentally sharp and equal. They had copied his dreads with their hair, short tight coils that lacked any of the nerves or sensitivity his had. He had dressed them in bands and trinkets, a message of status through placement and precious metals.

His human whistled, loud and sharp, disturbing his contemplation. Their hound came barreling from the ship before the doors could close. It was a dumb creature, not the trained weapon most yautja hounds were, instead happy to laze about and cling to the human. It was fiercely protective however, even against him if he and y/n argued.

It took its place at their side, boxing them in. Y/n huffed a laugh, eyes rolling behind their mask in that human expression of exasperation they were so fond of.

“I’ll be fine.” He’d learned their language too, if only to understand their impassioned rants that always devolved into ‘English’.

He paused in his stride, something was off.

He found himself kneeling, tilting up their mask.

For the first time since that night, after countless fights and adventures, he saw doubt in their eyes. His human did not doubt, they were a warrior.

‘What weighs on you?’ He asked them through the guttural growls and clicks of his spoken tongue. He loved watching their eyes as they translated in their brilliant little mind, rarely relying on the translator he’d built into their mask.

Y/n flashed their teeth, something he’d learned wasn’t always a threat like most predatory creatures. A growl rattled in their throat, uncertainty.

‘These years’ They sighed, hands fumbling before they hid them away in the folds of their coverage. “These years have been the best of my life, and I’ve become stronger than ever. Worthy, a warrior. Still, I’m not a yautja, and I don’t want to hurt your reputation by being all…humany.” The English was confusing sometimes, and his translations were sometimes off, but he understood their meaning.

He gripped their shoulders with measured force, leaning to press their foreheads together. They brought up a hand to trace his jaw, blunted claws scraping his skin gently.

“You…were a warrior the day I found you. Any creature capable of defeating yautja in fair combat is worthy of respect, no matter species. Stand tall, show them fire you showed me.” He had first copied their language blindly, but with patience they had eventually taught him the individual words and their meanings in his language.

His human made their musical sound, a laugh, he’d come to learn, and gave him a smile. Their shoulders loosened under his hands, and the doubt was replaced with a look of admiration they called ‘love’. Yautja didn’t love, if their translation was correct, but he found that they could.

‘It isn’t just admiration.’ They had said with their soft little voice. ‘It’s deeper than that, it’s this deep care and need to protect and comfort. It’s hard to describe.’

It had taken him a while, but he knew that he loved this human, and he knew that they knew it too.

When he had decided to court them, a laughable ‘comedy of errors’ as they called it, he was already starting to fall for them. When he had finally made his wishes clear, had taken that strong willed warrior as his mate, he understood love in a way he knew he’d never be able to put into words.

His mate, one he vowed to spend his life with. Something common on their world, less so on his, but not unheard of. They may never bear his children, but he would never leave their side.

His mate pressed a kiss to his teeth, a human mating custom he’d grown to enjoy.

“We’ll then.” They pushed him back with a playful snarl. ‘Let’s give ‘em hell.’ It definitely translated better in their language, but he just gave his version of a chuckle.

Y/n would be fine. They were a warrior of their people, a proxy of their people, and they would prove their worth.

Not every yautja would respect them, but y/n was capable, even more capable than the first time they had nearly killed a yautja. He had taught them customs and social cues best he could, and he trusted in their uncanny way of reading his emotions to work on other yautja.

By the end of the cycle, yautja prime would know of the feirce human warrior.

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theres-a-body-here · 4 months

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Recieving a love letter

Part two

You decided that the best time to give it to them (pause) is during a trial

Characters: Oni, Trapper, Deathslinger, Mastermind, Cannibal, Ghostface Warnings: Internalized Homophobia, Death, some spice Male!reader

The Oni - Kazan Yamaoka

Impossible... You're both men

Kazan cannot accept this

This simply wasn't acceptable during his era

He immediately smashes your head in with his Kanabo on instinct

Gay panic defense

The evil has been dealt with, Kazan lets out a deep exhale

But...his eyes wander to the letter, still within your cold, stiff grasp

Advantages come from all angles... Don't they?

Kazan takes the letter, convincing himself he'll use whatever information he finds inside against you

It smells like you... Not that he checked

(He did)

A red wax seal holds the letter closed

Kazan looks closer

You had carved his family crest into the wax

Something foreign invades his body, something other than rage

It's nervousness

He opens the letter, making sure to keep the seal intact

For no reason in particular

(He's pocketing that mofo)

Instantly, he's impressed by your penmanship

So organized, clean, and sharp

But its contents are even more eye catching

The love letter is short and sweet

But what follows is even sweeter

A haiku

Kazan feels his heart skip a beat

He checks it once, then again, and one more for good measure

Yep, no mistakes

The loud pop of a gen echoes through the trialground, snapping him out of his trance

Kazan whips his head all around, looking for witnesses

Finding none, he pockets the letter

He stares at your lifeless body, feeling something else flutter in his chest

Guilt

The Trapper - Evan MacMillan

Evan stares at you as you hold your letter out for him to take

After a long, uncomfortable silence, he takes it

He brings it to his face, inspecting it through the holes of his mask

Evan has absolutely no idea what to do here

He looks back at you

"Do you...want me to fuck you?"

Romantic gestures are new territories for Evan, so he honestly thinks this is just your way of asking for dick

Whichever the case, he has a job to do

He puts you down without hesitation and hooks you up, leaving without a second glance

He's still holding the letter

Part of him wants to rip it up, and the other is curious to know what you wrote

He sloppily tears the letter open, reading it hastily as he walks to the next gen

Evan stops when he reads a bit more

You weren't asking for a ball slapping, eye watering, toe curling, deep dick fuck...

You were asking for his heart

You wanted all of him, hooks and all

Okay now he feels a bit bad

Evan reads some more

You actually drew a portrait of him within the letter, saying you learnt of his knack for art from Philip

Now he feels even worse

He lets the others save you without hiccup

In fact, he basically leaves for alone for the rest of the trial

He stops chasing and hurting the others occasionally to stare at you from afar, observing that focused look on your face as you work on gens or heal a teammate

Evan feels butterflies and he no longer has the strength to swat at them

It doesn't matter if he kills all your friends or if they opened the gates and left; Eventually, you're alone with him

He holds your letter out, watching as confusion sets on your face

"I'm dirty and sloppy... I'll ruin it"

He sounds vulnerable, waiting for you to respond

You curl your hand over his, folding the letter into his palm

"I want you to keep it," you say softly, as of talking to an apprehensive deer

He doesn't know what to say

Whatever he was going to respond with gets stuck in his throat as you lean in to kiss the cheek of his mask

He watches as you leave through the exit gate, glancing down at the letter in his hand

The Deathslinger - Caleb Quinn

Obviously you're joking... Right?

Cuz there's no way you'd be attracted to someone like him— Old, beat-up, and grumpy

You'd have to push him some more if you want him to accept the letter

Convince him you're being genuine

Eventually, he gives in and takes the letter from you

He glances around nervously, like he's expecting the other survivors to jump out and laugh at him for falling for the joke

He opens the letter, stunned when he sees there's actually things written inside

A blush creeps into his face as he reads, only deepening when he reads more

After he's done, Caleb can't even meet your gaze

After a few moments of silence, he speaks

"I can.....uhhh....keep this... right?"

Talk about awk as hell

Even after the trial, he lies awake thinking about it

Caleb rereads the letter over and over

You're gonna have to be the one to seek him out outside of trials since he's way too embarrassed now

"Yer serious 'bout this, ain'tcha?"

He decides to let his guard down just a bit to let you in

Be prepared to give him lots of reassurance

"Yer sure ya ain't mistaken?"

Caleb isn't one for words, so instead of writing you a letter, he makes you trinkets out of scrap metal

If you kiss him as thanks, he'll actually die on the spot

So please don't... unless you're evil as hell

The Mastermind - Albert Wesker

Wesker makes you kneel as you give him the letter

After snatching it out of your hands, he scans it meticulously

"I see you've made eleven spelling mistakes"

He enjoys the way you tense up instantly, like a puppy waiting to be put on punishment

"How adorable"

He ALLOWS you to watch him put the letter in his inner coat pocket

He would never admit it, but this certainly boosted his ego to new heights

Albert lifts you off the ground and tosses you over his shoulder

He carries you to the basement

"Stay here while I deal with your companions"

He leaves to kill the rest of your friends

After every hook, he pats his chest to make sure the letter is still there

He'll deny he ever did that if you ask him though

Once he returns, Wesker will bombard you with questions, expecting an answer within 5 seconds or less

What took you so long? What do you like most about him? Would you choose him over your friends? How can you satisfy him?

He loves how easily you crumble under his interrogation, blushing and stammering like a fool

Once he's had his fill, he picks you up again

He carries you to hatch

Before he lets you go, he grips your chin and makes you look at him

"I suppose I ought to leave you with something"

Wesker reaches into his coat and pulls out a pair of sunglasses

"I hope you can explain this to your allies," he chuckles

Before you can protest, he puts them on you and drops you into the hole

The Cannibal - Bubba Sawyer

Freezes in place and gasps when he sees you hold out your letter

He lets out a happy squeal before dropping his hammer and chainsaw to the ground

Bubba takes the letter from you gently, treating it like glass

He immediately plops onto the ground

He tears open the envelope carefully and take out the letter

He's completely forgotten about the trial

He reads the letter, shaking with excitement

It's sappy, sweet, and everything he's ever wanted

Even when the sounds of popping generators ring through the trial grounds, Bubba doesn't take his eyes off the letter for a second

He occasionally stops reading to either make a sound of happiness or cover his face out of embarrassment

Once he's finished, Bubba will stand up and pull you into a bone-crushing hug, lifting you up a bit and swaying you around like a ragdoll

You're definitely leaving this trial unharmed

He grabs your hand tightly, marching over to the hatch or exit gates and lets you leave with a goofy wave

The Entity doesn't even punish him for it since his joy was so great it made up for the lack of bad emotions from the survivors

He immediately works on writing a letter for you after the trial is over

The next time you see him, expect another bear hug followed by a letter being shoved in your face

It's messy, sticky, and covered in glitter

Crudely drawn hearts cover the inside as the letters are shaky and almost intelligible

But you can tell Bubba put his whole heart into it

The Ghostface - Danny Johnson

Instantly smug as hell

"Oh, what's that? That for me?"

He takes it from you and immediately tears it open, tossing the envelope behind him nonchalantly

His mask moves as he visibly reads through the letter, occasionally chuckling and shaking his head

Danny finds this scenario so fucking funny— A survivor having a crush on a killer

After he's done, he looks up at you

"Do you have daddy issues or something?'

He laughs loudly when he sees a hurt expression flash across your face, walking over to wrap an arm around your shoulders

"I'm just messing with ya, cutie"

Danny marches over with his head high to one of the hooked survivors, waving the letter in their face

You stand to the side awkwardly, unable to meet your friend's bewildered look

"Your homeboy is down bad for me. Whaddya think about that?"

The survivor grits their teeth struggling to keep the Entity's claw from puncturing their chest

"I think....Gah!...they.... have daddy issues...fuck!"

"THATS WHAT I SAID!"

You're never living this down

He goes around the map showing off your love letter to the others

After he finishes gloating, Danny hooks you

What? He's the Entity's favorite! He can't his reputation be tarnished

Outside of the trial, he follows you around like a shadow

He deadass interrupts your conversations with the others to tell you he wants attention, and you'd better deliver

Your love letter was basically an invitation for him to claim you as his own, whether you regret it or not

You're his now

Like a housecat that swats at others who get too close to their owner

"That kiss factory better be open, pookie"

He says shit like this in front of any survivor or killer

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mara-xx217 · 30 days

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I was inspired by the knights x male reader post so I was wondering what some of the more Conservative male killers would feel if they realised they had a crush on male suviver *cough* the trapper *cough*

Okay I genuinely enjoyed that ask so here it is if anyone is interested~

This is gonna be a really rough ride, so make sure to keep the warnings in mind!

Warnings: Homophobia of Varying degrees, Homophobic Slurs, Repressed Sexualities, Canon Typical Violence and Death, Forced Feminization, Non-Con/Rape, Medical Abuse, Attempted Conversion Therapy, Drugging, General Warning for Disturbing Content

Evan Macmillan/The Trapper

He's probably one of the first killers that comes to mind when this question is asked.

It's impossible to overstate how terrible his unbridled fury is upon witnessing you for the first time.

The attraction he felt was instant and it was disabling. Unfortunately for you, the only way he was disabled was due to the fact he was completely blinded by rage.

Confusion, anger, disgust and longing are the emotions that he feels the strongest when you are around him.

The Trapper reacts with overwhelming violence whenever it comes to you. It brings him cardinal pleasure unlike anything else in the world, especially when he had you pinned down underneath him.

Hurting you was the only way the Trapper knew how to relieve the pain that he felt. He didn't want to see you as an individual and certainly not as an equal. You were just an object, a thing that he could abuse and certainly not something that he felt any amount of attraction towards.

Maybe he could find a way to make you appear more... appealing to him. To him? Or to his father?

The dress was ugly and you couldn't apply any makeup properly on yourself due to how badly your hands always shook from fear and from pain. It didn't matter. If it wasn't smeared due to your trembling hands, it would be from your tears and from the Trapper shoving your face into the mattress as he takes you from behind yet again...

Evan was never accepted by his father. He never would be. He was a disgrace... Disgusting...

He would make you a disgrace, too.

Herman Carter/The Doctor

Homosexuality has been classified as a mental disorder since before the first edition of the Diagnostic and Statistical Manual of Mental Disorders (DSM) in 1952. It is something that Herman Carter believed since before he was in medical school and it was something he continued to believe even as 'the Doctor'.

The Doctor is interesting in that he is a sadomasochist, enjoying to experience the same pain, the same 'treatments' that he was subjecting his 'patients' to.

He is delusional in thinking that he was trying to 'cure' you of your chronic illness while refusing to introspect in any way, ensuring that he remains willfully ignorant of the very same aspect of himself that he shares with you.

Electroshock therapy would be performed onto you over and over again, until the damage is too much for your body to bear and you are ferried back to the survivor's camp via the Entity. All manner of 'reconditioning' will be attempted, all will fail, almost as if they were designed to do as such.

"I can't change this... You can't change this... Please... I-I'm not sick-"

The Doctor wishes to understand why you enjoy homosexual sex. He wishes to understand the same about himself, though it is masked in a twisted sense of medical, scientific curiosity.

How can he 'help' you if he doesn't understand why you indulge in the perverse?

The Doctor believes that, should you experience sexual trauma, it would 'assist' you in developing an aversion to homosexuality. It doesn't matter whether or not you have experienced some aspects of sexual trauma, deep down, the Doctor only wished to experience the euphoria of sodomizing you forcibly.

Your screams and cries are like music to his ears...

He will continue to find ways to push your limits. Will you renounce your identity? Will you accept that fact that you are a sick, perverted little man? Or will he have to continue to break you until you do?

Jeffery Hawk/The Clown

He is one that kids himself the least when it comes to the fact that he's a sick, twisted, perverted fuck.

The Clown will never admit to ever having sexual encounters with men in any capacity. Exactly who the fuck do you think he is?! He'll kill anyone that would dare to insinuate such a thing while in the same night drugging an unsuspecting passerby and not only cutting off a favourite finger, but having his way with his either fully or partially unconscious body.

He was never picky when it came to the gender or age of his victims. Women, men, the elderly, children... The Clown only had an eye for hands, for fingers, and if he saw a beautiful digit, he simply had to have it.

It's unusual for him for keep a victim of his alive for a prolonged period of time, both before and during his time in the Fog. Perhaps he was craving more brutality, maybe he was thinking about his father a little too much in recent times... The Clown decides that a one off encounter wouldn't be enough for him.

Unluckily for you, you were the one he had his eyes set on for the longest time, and it was you that would face the absolute worst of his wrath.

The Clown dislikes working for his fun. Drugging you is his method of domination, in contrast to many of the other killers that use brute force and indiscriminate violence to exert his will over your own.

Humiliation serves just as much of a source of pleasure as his cheirophilia does. To see another person appear so small underneath him, to cower before him and to beg for mercy in spite of its futility... It's arousing for him.

Kenneth Chase learned nearly all of his worst traits from his father. 'He learned from the best', as he always said. If he didn't hate him so much, it could have been a source of pride for him.

What would dear old dad think of him now that he has some 'faggot' in a dress taking his cock up his ass every night?

You looked totally pathetic day in and day out. Maybe it was for that reason why he wouldn't kill you. Not yet, anyway. It's as entertaining for him as it is sexually gratifying. The Clown could keep you around for an untold amount of time, as drugged as he keeps you.

He makes sure to keep you docile, too weak to fight back or run away but only just aware enough so that you understood to a degree what was happening to you in the moments where your consciousness was fleeting.

Kazan Yamaoka has his own ask in this very vein so he'll be addressed in another ask!

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mr-bas00nist · 1 year

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Basement Time

Sub David King x Switch Trapper x Dom male reader

Summary: David’s always been one to piss people off. Whether killers or survivors. But one of the killers he’s always been an ass to was Trapper. David was just uncalled for toxic to him and you. So when David gets in an interesting spot you and trapper decide to teach him a lesson.

Cw: Smut, Anal, Double penetration, Creampies, Blowjobs, Degradation, Spitroasting, Face fucking, Choking, Praise, Non-Con and Exhibtionism

David fucking King. Even the name would piss you off. Whenever you wound up in a match with him he’d always let you fucking die on hook. He’d sandbag you, reveal your location and everything he could to make your experience in the realm hell.

And don’t even get started on the poor soul who the entity chose to go against him.

Constant Teabagging, harsh words and just pure asshole-ary. No one ever enjoyed his company all he ever did was talk down and insult whoever he happened to run into. You sadly got into a match with David but you had other survivors you like aka Yui and Bill. They were always kind and the most altruistic people you’d have ever met.

You and Bill we’re on a gen chatting when David comes over to spew his usual insults. “Old man get off the Fuckin’ gen will ya? If someone blows it up no one wants a heartattack on their hands.” He laughs at his own comment. Bill glares at him. You begin standing up when you hear Yui’s scream. “Kid why don’t you and David go get Yui, I think she’s in the basement.”

You sigh annoyed as David begins walking with you across the map to Shack. You guys stop to see trapper setting up his traps. David smirks rushing to trapper. You roll your eyes sneaking past his traps to Yui. You pick her off the hook and begin healing her when you hear your heartbeat in your ears.

David ‘accidentally’ brings trapper where you and Yui are making you both scatter. Trapper follows behind you both as David gets ready to say something ‘smart’ when he gets stuck in a trap. He screams as it snaps around his leg firmly. You stand infront of David with a blank look on your face as you see Trapper behind him.

you and trapper lock eyes as you stare at him. “Well aren’t you in a situation David.” You laugh at the Brit he glares at you trying to get out the trap. Trapper lets out a huff of air before looking at you in your eyes. “F-fuck! Come Fuckin’ help me you cunt!” He shouts as Trapper looks at him than you again.

“Get his ass in the basement but don’t hook him.” David looks at you angrily as Trapper shockingly obeys. You walk down to the basement with both Trapper and David watching as Trapper sets David in the far corner. Looking at you curiously. “I’ve seen the way he fucking treats you and I’m sure you know he doesn’t treat us survivors any differently.”

Trapper nods as you both look at a cornered David. “You know David you look really fucking pathetic right now, what happened to your high and mighty personality dick head?” You look down at him as he can do nothing but look up at you scared. You grab him by his throat pulling him up a bit from the floor.

“look at me when I’m fucking talking to you!” You shout and he whimpers. He fucking whimpers. “Fucking bitch,” You kick him as he rolls on his side crying out. Trapper can do nothing but watch in pure amusement and ecstasy.

You look at Trapper than your eyes trail to his crotch area seeing a prominent bulge.

“Seems like your enjoying the show a little to much buddy.” You tease as Trapper looks away embarrassed and David looks even more horrified. You look back at David. “Trapper why don’t you be a good boy and get behind David.” He does so getting behind David.

“Good boy now I want you to grab his hair and hold it.”

He grabs roughly into David’s hair making him groan out in pain. You laugh at his state as you begin undoing your jeans. He looks at you with wide eyes at he stares between your legs. You give a few pumps to before sitting on your knees. David stares at it. You tap his lips.

“why don’t you be a good whore and suck it?” You smirk as he goes to protest. “I’m not gonna su-“ before he can even finish his sentence trapper shoves him onto your length. You jolt with a moan as you laugh. David chokes on your cock as trapper holds him there. He tries to get himself off but Trapper manages to sit on his back crushing David with great force.

You laugh at David’s whimpering form. The lack of air from Trapper and you certainly isn’t helping. You carefully lift Trappers mask up kissing his lips while he pushes David into your cock. You begin to rut your hips into David while you intently make out with the man on top of him.

You listen with a smile to David’s broken whines as you begin moving your hips into his mouth. You pull off of Trappers mouth looking down at David. You bask in his choking and crying. “How you holding up there?” You taunt as tears begin streaming out his eyes.

You pull out watching as David chokes and coughs. “Trapper pull your overalls down.” You command putting David’s face back on your dick. He does so letting his own hard cock spring free. “Mhm, put it in him raw.” Trapper obeys forcing his hard cock into David’s tight hole. David screams around your cock.

Trapper bottoms out in David breathing heavily. “Nicely done, how you holding up David?” You look down at him with a condescending look on your face. He cries out muffled from your cock. “He’s doing great, though its expected from a slut like him don’t you think so baby?” You grab trappers face pulling him into a kiss while you both simultaneously thrust into the man below you.

All you guys were focused on was making sure David was reduced to a whining obedient mess and it was working for sure. You begin to get close to your peak thrusting even faster. You look at Trapper with a smirk on your face at his heavy breaths. “Gonna cum soon?” You ask him. He nods picking up his own pace.

you nod. “Cum with me baby.” You start letting out heavier groans watching intently when he does the same. With a few more thrusts from both parties you both cum hard with moans.

“Fuck.” You throw your head back breathing heavily. You look at Trappers own sweaty body watching as it glistens in the unnatural light in the basement. When both your senses come back you look down at David, god was it a sight.

He was crying and whimpering below you both. He had cum dripping out his mouth and ass mid level off the air with cum dripping out there to. You stand up fixing your jeans as trapper fixes his coveralls. You look down at the whimpering man beneath you who still happens to be hard. “Aw poor whore didn’t even get to cum.” You laugh kneeling down to his level.

you wave bye to Trapper as he goes to find the other survivors. “Well? You’ve got nothing to say, that’s new.” You stand back up walking off to the stairwell. “Better get up David, only 1 gen left. If I were you I’d hurry up.” You laugh ascending up the stairwell as David can do nothing but whine and ache.

After your little session with David it seemed he was nice to you all the time. He preferred to not entertain a conversation with you but never tried any shit. And it seemed he also was clinging onto you more than he did. He would never admit it but he enjoyed every moment in that basement and wouldn’t change it for the world.

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