#Travis hackett x reader

[jesuschristwhatsgoingon]

Because my monkey brain has been going haywire for Travis Hackett lately,I just thought of something.Can y’all imagine calling Travis Hackett “pretty boy” and how amusing his reaction would be?

I can imagine this happening during the interrogation scene,after he puts you back into prison,when all hell breaks lose,or all of the above.Either way it just happens.

This man has been called numerous things(and unfortunately,most of the names haven’t been the nicest.I will fight that Bitch and y’all know who)but him being called “pretty boy” hasn’t been on the list until now.

He’s heard it before but to refer to him of all people?Definitely believed more in werewolves before his family got turned than to think of himself as remotely anything near as pretty.

This man is so confused and he’s probably wondering if it got revamped and now means something worse.

“Is that supposed to be an a new insult?”

“No???I’m calling you pretty boy because you are a pretty boy?”

This man has faced some shit as a sheriff and as a part time werewolf hunter but this is one of the few times where he’s just blank.

He finds it hard to believe you’re being genuine about that compliment and even if you weren’t,it doesn’t change the fact how he reacts to that name.

You just turned this 6ft 56 year old into a pile of mush.Literally probably replaying in his head of the exact moment you said it with his heart rate surpassing the fastest of runners.He feels like a prepubescent teen experiencing a crush for the first time and it’s embarrassing.

You a pretty person just referred to him as pretty???

You’re probably worried if your broke him or something because of the way he’s just been standing there,staring at you.

A full minute passed by and now you’re wondering if you crossed his boundaries too much and began to apologize.

“I’m sorry,it seems I made you uncomfortable and promise not to ca-“

“N-no it’s fine.Definitely a much nicer name than what I’ve been called before.You can keep calling me that if you want to.”

And please do.This man in his head is silently begging you too.

“Okay,pretty boy.”

Don’t care if this is OOC and might be trash(probably might edit later).I’ve been up for more than 24hrs and ready to fight God and werewolves barehanded.The lack of Travis Hackett fanfic content is disgusting so here’s my contribution on this hellsite.Also a firm believer that this man is a switch and y’all can’t change my mind.If ya’ll want to use this for a fic or whatever then please do and credit!Other than that,I hope y’all enjoyed this!

[dorkszn]

just testing to see if the quarry fandom is alive. please like this if you see it.

[truefandemonium]

THEY LITERALLY DO

Bitches be like

"The production team knew exactly what they were doing they made him slutty on purpose there is no other excuse"

And it'll just be a middle aged man covered in blood

[secondsistershelby3]

Now that I'm on vacation I have too much free time, in fact in addition to watching Arcane I bought The Quarry after two years

Bad idea

Now I'm not only obsessed with Silco and Vander

THESE TWO DIVINITIES

Now I'm also obsessed with these two:

David Arquette and Ted Raimi OMFG

I'm sick of them all

All platforms are too poor in content of these two charming men

(I WILL PROBABLY START WRITING SOMETHING FOR ALL 4 OF THEM AND START NOW)

[dibschair]

I've had a travis hackett x Vampire! Reader fic bouncing around in my head for literal YEARS. I just can't seem to put pen to paper with it. It'd be a slow burn romance/ dark comedy like WWDITS. I dunno, I think it'd be fun.

[sufferthesea]

Flash Fiction Friday #18 (The Quarry)

Word: Rumor

Pairing: Travis Hackett x Reader, Travis Hackett x You

Warnings: Mentions of verbal abuse/trauma, abusive parents. This went from a character study to a meet-cute.

There was a rumor around town that something strange was going on with the Hackett family. They had always been a strange bunch, but things had really gotten weird in the last few years. 

Travis had always been on edge, even when he was just grocery shopping or walking around town. He now seemed more than on edge. It felt like he could explode at any given time. If someone said the wrong word, made the wrong face at him, breathed too loudly … But what could have happened that would have changed him so much? 

Perhaps it had just been too much, living with that family. You knew that the Hackett matriarch was far from motherly. You’d heard her screaming from inside the cars the Hackett boys used to drive her around. She never had a kind word to say. And her sons, Chris and Travis, always looked so defeated whenever they came into town. Occasionally, they’d loosen up after a while, if they didn’t have their mother breathing down their neck, but it never lasted long. As soon as they hit the checkout line, or finished their meal, or caught sight of their car parked in the lot, they tensed up. Shoulders, jaws, everything. 

The Hackett boys simply could not rest with their mother around. 

It had always been like that, though. People loved to gossip in town, and no one gossiped more than waitresses and bartenders. You’d visited one of Fishkill’s only cafes almost daily and gotten an earful about the Hacketts every time. The gossip only stopped when Chris or Travis would come in, though they never stayed for long. If they weren’t picking up a meal to go, they were sitting in a corner booth, eyes down, staring coldly into their drinks. It always felt like a forest when a bobcat is hiding – like everything is holding its breath, waiting for the predator to pounce. 

You knew neither Travis nor Chris were predators, though. They were kind, even if they were a little rough around the edges. Travis more so than Chris. Chris got to practice his people skills by running the summer camp up at Hackett’s Quarry, but Travis was mostly stuck dealing with lost tourists and kids trespassing on private property. Maybe he had a reason to be so grumpy all the time. He rarely saw the good side of humanity. He always had to deal with the side of the community that everyone else tried to hide. 

Protect and Serve. That was the motto of the police force. How much of a toll did that take on a person? You wondered if Travis ever felt like he was the only person keeping Fishkill safe. If he kept like he was the only person keeping his family safe. You hated to admit it, but he was probably right. Who else would put their lives on the line for the Hackett parents? They were sour-faced and sharp-tongued. It must’ve been hard growing up in a home like that, to still be tied to it even as an adult. You couldn’t imagine what Travis and Chris must’ve done to survive that house. 

The not-knowing was killing you, but you didn’t dare go up to Chris or Travis and ask them about their lives, especially not their childhood. It wasn’t your business, and you doubted you’d even get an answer from them. It’d also blow up any chance you had to actually getting to know them, particularly Travis. You couldn’t be so nosy with such a reserved man like that. One false step and he’d retreat back into his shell and ignore you forever. (You’d seen him do that with one or two people from Fishkill who’d asked too many questions that Travis didn’t like.) There was really only one thing you could do to get on his good side. 

You waited until a day where Travis was alone in the cafe, sitting in the booth, waiting to order. Chris wasn’t anywhere in sight, and you were secretly grateful for that. Chris talked enough for the both of them if someone started a conversation, but that meant Travis had a means of escape. A chatty brother allowed Travis to never say a word, which was not what you wanted. 

You waved a waitress over and ordered a coffee, asking her to send it over to Travis. She gave you a funny look and quirked an eyebrow. 

“You sure you want to do that?” 

“Yes,” you said firmly. 

“You trying to get him to open up to you? It won’t work.” 

“I’m just trying to be nice. I’m sure he could use a nice gesture.” 

“You’re barking up the wrong tree, sweetheart.” 

“Just send him a coffee, will you? And I’d like my check, please.” 

The waitress shrugged and left to get a coffee. She dropped the check off at your table, and the coffee at Travis’s. He looked up at her, momentarily confused. You could see he was trying to work out why she’d brought him a coffee when he hadn’t ordered yet. Then, he seemed to just accept that the waitress knew his order, because he didn’t even ask her why she’d brought it to him. He just took a sip of the black coffee and ordered his food. 

The waitress glanced over at you, shrugged, and mouthed, “I told you so.” 

Your face burned with embarrassment, but you pushed it down. You weren’t here to get praise or to be seen as some type of hero. You just wanted to do a nice gesture. Maybe the coffee was a little too subtle, but it didn’t matter. You still knew about it, and that’s all that mattered. 

You fumbled through your wallet for exact change when a voice startled you. 

“Are you the one that sent me that coffee?” 

Your attention snapped upward to the towering figure of Travis Hackett, who now stood beside your booth. You swallowed hard at the sight of him so close. It occurred to you that he’d never actually spoken directly to you before. 

“Yes,” you managed. 

His cold eyes studied you for a moment, as if he were trying to assess if you were a problem. He must have decided you weren’t because he stonily said, “Thank you.” 

You beamed. “You’re wel–” 

“Don’t do it again.” 

“Oh. I’m sorry.” 

“I can buy my own coffee.” 

You blushed in embarrassment. “I know that. But you shouldn’t have to. You do a lot to keep this community safe, so … I just thought it’d be nice.” 

“It was nice, but I don’t want you spending your money on me. Understand?” 

“Yes,” you said in a small voice. It felt like you were being reprimanded by a teacher. 

“Good. Have a safe rest of your day.” He returned to his booth and sat down, the waitress arriving nearly at the same time to give him his food. As she passed by your booth, you shoved the soft paper bills and loose change at her. 

“Here.” 

“Don’t need it.” 

“What do you mean?” 

“Your bill’s already been covered.” The corners of her mouth twisted in a knowing smirk. 

“By who?” 

“Guess.” 

You glanced across the cafe at Travis, who didn’t look up once. You turned back to the waitress. “Are you serious?” 

“I never thought I’d live to see the day. Don’t go getting a big head about it, now, though. You go blabbing about it, he’ll never do it again.” 

“Cross my heart. Will you tell him I said thank you?” 

“Nope. I’m gonna pretend I don’t know anything about it. But you go on ahead and get out of here before he regrets doing it.” 

You stuffed the money back into your bag and leaped up from the booth. You tried your hardest (and mostly failed) to not look at Travis one last time before you left the cafe. Maybe Travis wouldn’t be so hard to get to know as everyone thought it would be.

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[armyangxls]

I'm gonna be 21 in a month (April 17th) AHHHHHHHHH!!!! I'm gonna be able to legally drink wHaT?!?!?🥰😍🌜🥳😫🤮🤩☺️😜🤪🥴🤐🫥🫨🤯🌞🎃

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The Quarry - masterlist

all Travis Hackett x female reader

The Naiad (nymph reader)

Chapter 1 - The naiad of the lake

Chapter 2 - Kintsugi

Taste of regret (human female reader)

Chapter 1 - Wednesdays

Chapter 2 - Thursdays

Chapter 3 - Lunch

Chapter 4 - Friday

Chapter 5 - Unspoken

Chapter 6 - Tuesday, 27 October 2015 (18+)

Chapter 7 (final) - Taste of regret

The Aftermath

Chapter 1 - Start believing

Chapter 2 - Behind bars

Chapter 3 - Belly of the beast

Chapter 4 - White wolf

Imagines

Being a counselor at the summer camp

The well

Police academy

Dating Travis

SPN comes to the rescue

Don't you wanna kiss me and seal the deal, Sheriff?

Camping drabble

[truecobblepot]

TUMBLRRR

DROP ASEXUAL TRAVIS FIC

AND MY LIFE IS YOURS !!!!

[lay-z]

So...the weather has been changing here in Germany to my liking (rainy, chilly fall weather), and now I'm sitting at work with nothing much to do except look through my unfinished stories and drafts and I'm feeling nostalgic? Like...there is one "The Quarry" and a COD:MW2 Zombie Apocalypse AU story that I didn't continue that fits this mood and atmosphere like perfectly.

Ya know what ? I'll try to continue them right now!

If you're wondering which story I'm talking about:

• the trouble with wanting | t. hackett x f!reader

• knights in shining tactical gear | ghost x f!reader x soap

[dorkszn]

y’all want a jim hopper smut or travis hackett smut? same plot, different characters

[annoyance-for-u]

This is so well written that I can't do it

The difficulty of taking what you really want. Travis Hackett x Reader. Smut, pegging, implied age gap. It’s never too late to teach an old dog new tricks.

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When you float the idea he goes all deer in the headlights, blush creeping up from under his collar. He’s not disgusted—poleaxed maybe— spluttering a bit before he gets out a what? I, um. No… no thank you, and so you let it lie. There’s plenty else you can do, after all. And anyway you’re well distracted before long, once he starts peeling off his shirt with that boyish grin that makes him look twenty years younger.

Were you a greaser? I bet you were, leather jacket and jeans, causing trouble down at the drive-in and—

Hey now, how old do you think I am?

Just messing with ya. Still think you’d look fuckin hot in leather.

There’s a span of weeks when he’s turning something over in his mind, now and then making that rumbling hmm over coffee at his desk, or as he’s moving slow and lazy in ya with your back pressed against his chest.

You think too much.

One of us has to.

And so time passes until the question just faintly brushes the back of your mind, until the lights are low and he’s nosing at your neck. I want you to, he says, and you can feel the heat radiating from his cheeks.

Gonna have to be more specific, T. Pulling it out of him carries the risk of Travis simply retreating into himself, but this is part of the dance: the I want that becomes we need, the shyness spiraling out into abandon— because he is shy, no matter what he or anyone else says; he dreams of rain in the pines and not another soul around for miles— but all this hinges on him speaking his need.

I— aw fuck. I want you to fuck me. His words are breathy on the exhale, wispy almost; it’s that little voice whispering I want, I want, peeling back the ingrained layers of good boys don’t do that, laying bare the part of him that dares to take what he wants. This won’t be a grand event; there will be no rose petals or candlelight; he is a skittish thing and so he will try to stay at the very edge of the light where he can let his needs unfurl. But he is the center of your attention here whether he likes it or not; he takes a breath and lets you lay him down.

You don’t have to say I’ll be careful but you do say easy does it when you’re slicking him inside and out til he’s nearly more lube than man; he’s had a finger in him once or twice but the promise of more has him breathing openmouthed, canines catching at his lip. I gotcha. Here, check it out— and you’re closing his big rough hand over the silicone cock, feeling the tug of leather against your skin as he hefts it, pursing his lips such that you can practically hear the gears turning in his mind.

And if he twitches a little at the way you’re petting at his insides, it doesn’t last because at last he’s drifting in the rare pleasure of being cared for, rocked now and again by the uncertainty of this unfamiliar ground. Feels— weird. Exposed? Like I’m more naked than I’ve ever been. He shifts, canting his hips up just a bit; he could be chasing sensation or trying to evade it, and so you have to ask.

Hey. We still good?

Golden.

Okay, then. Lie back and let me blow your mind.

Smartass, I oughta— whatever he meant to say dies in the harsh wet gasp that punches out of him when you steady the toy against his ass and slowly push inside. It’s not from pain but rather from the sheer overwhelming scope of sensation that he has no reference for, and so all he can do is drop his head back among the pillows and feel.

‘Salright? His answer is in the way he reaches for you, threading a hand between all your tangled limbs til he can grip at your hip, catching at the leather strap. His pale arm tenses bowstring-tight with the force of his need; he’s beyond speaking but his body speaks more clearly than he could, his cock twitching and jerking against his belly. Stroke yourself, gorgeous. C’mon, let me see, you look so fucking hot when you let go. And when he does let go— when he sheds the final scrap of oughtn’t, shouldn’t, mustn’t and clothes himself in pure naked pleasure— when he takes himself in hand and his breaths falter out of rhythm, that’s when it happens.

It’s the smallest change in angle, a shift of your hips that rips a startled, wide-eyed oh from him. There, huh?

I— fuck. Fuck. Again, more— and of course you’re gonna give him what he wants, what he needs— unh— he’s been wound so tight for so long, he deserves this mindless pleasure, the wet sound of skin on skin as you push him hard toward the edge— fuckfuckfuck— the stoic in him has combusted and all that’s left is this mad dash to— ah— to—

and he falls.

He’s still twitching but you’re already halfway out of the harness, wrapping yourself around his thigh, and he slots against you so perfectly, slippery with spilled lube and your own need; the hair on his thigh gives just the right amount of friction and it’s no time at all before you’re following him down.

In the loose-limbed aftermath he’s hazy, drifting; his fingertips brush against your cheek as he’s mumbling cmere. Scootch up. He’s so warm, slick with sweat and fluids but you fit so perfectly against his side. It’ll be worth having to peel yourself off him later; for now he’s slipping into sleep with one arm draped across your belly. For now, there is no thought, no worry— only rest.

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Hello friends! Finally putting together a masterlist to make it easier for you guys to find all my fanfics here since I only post to AO3!

These will be organized by fandom and character.

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Baldur's Gate 3

Canon/Canon

• The Lady's Embrace, Shadowheart/Abdirak, Mature/18+, SH accept Loviatar's blessing.

Halsin

dance me to the end of love, NSFW/18+: Fem!Tav and Halsin admit to their feelings post-Moonrise and fuck on a balcony.

Silence, NSFW/18+ : Fem!Tav and Halsin fuck in a closet

Do Unto Others, NSFW/18+ : Fem!Tav wants to give Halsin some attention and convinces him to let her be the giver for once.

Enver Gortash

body more than just a flesh, you can sell it for success, NSFW/18+: Fem!Tav is invited to dinner with the Archduke and things get a little heated.

i will give you all that you need, NSFW/18+: Sequel to the above, Fem!Tav and Gortash bathe together before Enver gets a little handsy.

gracious men are those who suffer, NSFW/18+: Fem!Tav and Enver w/ a free use kink.

legacy with no memory, NSFW/18+: Fem!Durge and Enver Gortash w/a pregnancy kink

I wanna know my god, At least enough to fear Her, NSFW/18+: Fem!Durge and Gortash have a lil bit of hate sex

Gale Dekarios

be my nightfire, NSFW/18+: Fem!Tav catches Gale mid-alone time. Feelings and sex ensue.

Abdirak

sanctify you bedsheets with the sweat along your hips, NSFW/18+: Fem!Tav is fascinated by Abdirak and nervously asks him to teach her about Loviatar.

Raphael

delightful little detour, NSFW/18+: Canon rewrite for what happens when Fem!Tav tells Raphael he's bad at sex.

Let the Dream Begin, NSFW/18+: Fem!Tav/Raphael Phantom of the Opera AU, slowburn

Office Hours, NSFW/18+: Fem!Tav/Raphael College AU

she keeps the candle burning, NSFW/18+: Fem!Tav/Raphael post-game

Yuletide Yearning, NSFW/18+: Fem!Tav/Raphael post-game holiday fun

Haarlep

Ask prompt, Haarlep/Fem!Tav when Haarlep shows up at camp.

Rolan

i wanna have a home, i wanna share it, NSFW/18+: Fem!Tav and Rolan get together post-saving the tieflings from moonrise.

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Pirates of the Caribbean

Hector Barbossa

The Pirate Lord, NSFW/18+: Barbossa/Reader post-Elizabeth being kinged.

All That Glitters, NSFW/18+: Longform Barbossa/Reader canon rewrite pre-CotBP

Liar's Bet, NSFW/18+: Longform Barbossa/Reader canon rewrite during CotBP and DMC

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feel the edges start to burn, NSFW/18+: Barbossa/Reader where reader is friends w/Carina

Adoration as Reassurance, NSFW/18+: Barbossa/Reader where he is insecure and reader reassures him.

Harry Potter

Severus Snape

isn't it lovely (all alone), NSFW/18+: Snape/Reader closet sex

no death in rebirth, NSFW/18+: Snape/Reader longform amnesia oneshot

Brought to Life, NSFW/18+: Snape/Reader marauder's era classmates to lovers lol

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Dead by Daylight

Canon/Canon

Contention, NSFW/18+: Ace/Meg against a tree hatesex

Breaking Point, NSFW/18+: Megmillan first time

It's Alright, Teen/16+: The survivors and killers recover post-entity

Anna/The Huntress

Not so much taming as growing accustomed, Mature/16+, Huntress/Reader friendship to lovers

Herman Carter/The Doctor

Untethered, NSFW/18+, The Doctor/Reader where reader annoying him but in the fun, bratty way

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Resident Evil Village

Karl Heisenberg

Business Partners with Benefits, NSFW/18+: Heisenberg/Reader where reader is Moreau's niece

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Spider Man

Dr. Otto Octavius/Doc Ock

Working Overtime, NSFW/18+: Otto/Reader where reader is his lab assistant

Bedside Manner, NSFW/18+: Otto/Reader where reader is Doc Ock's lover

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Labyrinth

Jareth the Goblin King

Midsummer, NSFW/18+: Jareth/Reader at the midsummer fae ball

don't leave me lonely, NSFW/18+: Jareth/Reader sequel to Midsummer

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The band Ghost

Papa Emeritus IV/Cardinal Copia

Better Than, NSFW/18+: Copia/Reader where he's a little insecure about Terzo being better than him

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Dracula

Dracula (lol)

Nice Costume, NSFW/18+: Dracula/Reader in a modern setting at a party

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Our Flag Means Death

Israel Hands

we do get desperate, now and again, Mature/16+: Fem!Reader/Izzy hurt/comfort unrequited love.

i wanna be yours, Mature/18+: Fem!Reader/Izzy first time together

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The Quarry (2022)

Travis Hackett/Laura Kearney

• fell in love with the fever, Explicit/18+: Travis and Laura are forced to spend some time together 6 months after the incident.

• perspiration and alcohol, Explicit/18+: Travis and Laura meet again and become gym buddies. Laura pushes the line as per.

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DC Comics

• to fear the solitary, Mature/18+ themes, Doctor Johnathan Crane flirts with his favorite intern.

• Alibi, Explicit/18+, Fem!Reader/Oswald Cobb, Penguin TV show edition, Reader gets into the club as thanks from Alberto Falcone and has a run-in with Oz.

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Sinners (2025)

Remmick

• There's a Devil at the Door, Mature/18+, Remmick/Reader|You, Remmick shows up at your door one night.

• Sun Goes Down (and so does He), Explicit/18+, Remmick/Reader period pussy eatin'

Stack + Mary

• Devil Makes Three, Explicit/18+, Stack/Reader/Mary threesome in the 1980s

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This list will grow/change as I write more :D Thanks for reading!