#Claudette morel x reader

[trashyslashers]

Hello C: may i ask for a matchup with dbd survivors? Imma put the info here,

I use she/her pronouns and i’m bisexual.

I have long black hair with bangs, i’m 5’2, I’m very feminine, I tend to wear a girly style(like long skirts, cardigans, loafers, hairbands, jewelry, etc).

🫶🏼I am an ISFJ 9w1, I have an Aqua moon/sun and virgo rising, I am a true neutral, My love language is touch and quality time, I like to tease close friends, I have been described as shy,friendly, understanding, accepting, kind hearted, open minded, self sacrificing, and supportive, People have also said that i give out a very chill and comforting aura. Ppl tend to vent to me easily (which i don’t mind!!). Some of my flaws are that i have pretty bad trust issues, socially awkward yet social(it’s literally the worst), slow, paranoid, a bit sensitive, VERY snappy when mad and forgetful. Idk if it helps but here are some of my kins, Aimee Gibbs, Sayori, perfuma, Tanjiro Kamado, Lain, Rory gilmore, Nana komatsu, Mindy meeks, elle woods, rarity, Kaworu Nagisa, and Tahani Al Jamil!! :)

🫶🏼My hobbies are making outfits, reading, ceramics, journaling, and shopping. My interests are HORROR, perfumes, fashion, and psychology! Some facts about me is that I babysit! I major in psychology and plan to work in child development, and i would love to have a job as a florist as well! I LOVE music, like i literally can’t live with out it lol.

that’s it! sorry if i put too much info, i tend to go a bit overboard on these. thank you and have a nice day(remember to take breaks!!)<3

Claudette would be a good match for you!

Honestly? You remind me quite a bit of Claudette! Both of you are kind, sensitive, open-minded, and supportive, to name a few.

If you met in the Fog, she would really appreciate having someone with a calming, relaxing aura; while Claudette isn't as anxious as some of the other Survivors, she tends to be the one many go to for advice, remedies, etc. While I'm not saying she'd go to you like that, necessarily, having someone around who can help her relax is a very welcome change.

However, if you do lend an ear to her when she needs to vent, she'll appreciate it more than you may know. She is incredibly used to not really getting the chance to share what's on her mind, her troubles, or her anxieties as usually she doesn't have someone to do so with, or the time isn't appropriate. You providing her with a space (bonus points if you're very reassuring and supportive with words, too) means the world to her.

More than happy to indulge you in both of your love languages: while she's not huge on PDA, hand holding, head-on-shoulder relaxing, and the occasional head-in-lap nap are some of her favorite ways to touch and be close to you. Doesn't matter who's resting on who - she just loves being physical with you in such a tender manner, especially if you two have time to yourselves.

Claude is a very patient, understanding person. She understands that you have trust issues and tend to be anxious and a bit paranoid, and is more than willing to let you take your time to warm up to things. She has pretty thick skin, to a degree - while she can get a bit flustered if someone snaps at her or is particularly rude, it, more often than not, rolls right off her back, and this extends to you (especially if she knows you're struggling at the time).

Thinks your interest in regards to working in childcare is sweet, and loves that you like flowers enough to want to be a florist!

[itsxcowboyrocksteady]

That Claudette fic still exists and I'm still gonna finish it and release it, but I'm thinking I'm just gonna do whatever the hell I want and stop putting myself in boxes and shit and saying I can't do x until y is done because nothing is gonna ever be posted then.

So when I can get the energy to do it, expect more stuff for Dwight and Ghostie in particular because obviously.

And especially that longer fic that I mentioned a while ago that's Ghostfield and Kingfield all in one. It's been living in my head rent free for so long and I wanna work on it some more. The first character is done and most of chapter 2 is written already too.

For that one, I won't lie there's a lot of smut to be had and it starts right away. It begins with smut lol. But I wanted to do more that make it just a smut fic and I was trying to think about exactly how I wanted to go about doing that.

I have to get back to work now for my day job tho so have a good day everyone and be nice to yourselves 💗

[theres-a-body-here]

I wonder how the survivors would react in a situation where somehow creep!readers mask gets pulled off.

Survivor reactions to Creep!Reader face reveal (Part 1)

Whether intentionally or not, your mask got yanked off during chase

Creep!reader

Instant panic

The mask is part of your charm, your character

You keep it ok for a reason

It's easier to blame your acts on the Creep character when you hide behind a mask. But with it off, you can no longer hide behind a persona. Now (y/n) has to take all the blame. You feel sick to your stomach

You don't want the sheep to see you like this

You instinctively cover your face

Only to wack it with your own whip

Yelps and cries of anguish pursue

You have to reveal your face if you want to get your mask back

Fuck it

You uncover your face and fumble around on the ground to find your mask on the floor

(My glasses...I can't see without my glasses)

You don't even care that the survivor who did this is standing shocked and watching your pathetic display

Claudette Morel

She's almost, if not, more panicked than you are

"SORRYIDIDNTMEANTODOTHATPLEASEDONTBEMADATME"

She almost trips over herself to grab your mask and hand it to you

One of her hands is firmly covering her eyes, not wanting to see your face out of fear (and maybe empathy)

She's shaking

You grab it and quickly put it on

You take deep breaths

That's better

You look at her

She's still covering her eyes, still shaking

Your grip on your whip tightens, then relaxes

You reach out to ruffle her hair

Claudette stiffens but doesn't uncover her eyes

There's a long pause as silence fills the realm

She slowly uncovers her eyes while apologizing

"I really didn't mean to....."

You're already gone

You let her have hatch that trial

Dwight Fairfield

Just as panicked but frozen to the spot

He's thinking of all the terrible, painful, and vile stuff you're gonna do to him. Even if it was an accident

He's trembling as he watches you look for your wolf mask

You break the stiff silence

"You're gonna help me or just stand around like a dumbass?"

You sound really pissed

Dwight squeaks and does as he's told

He finds it and hands it to you

He's not even hiding the fact he's staring at your face

You look.....pretty

"Good Boy," you hum in approval when Dwight gives you your mask

His face erupts into a blush

"I-I....uhhh......okay"

He's waiting for the other shoe to drop

This is the part where you skin him alive for doing that to you, right?

"10 second head start"

Dwight blinks

Huh?

"10....9....8..."

He yelps again and speeds off as he yells back a "Thank you"

You decide to leave him for last. Whether or not he escapes is up to your mood

Haddie Kaur

Very short interaction

She almost just kept running

But she caught a look at your face

She took her time to observe your desperation as you fumbled for your mask

That was the face of a depraved monster

She sneered

Haddie could also feel the absolute evil that emanated from your mask

She could feel the pain it witnessed, the despair, and oddly enough, she felt denial

Haddie didn't stay too long to see what you would do to her since she saw your face

She's long gone by the time you put on your mask

You let out a growl

You can't let her leave until you threaten her

No other sheep can know what you look like

Felix Richter

Stands there awkwardly

He's not sure what to do

On one hand, he feels bad for you

On the other hand, you're a killer

He's conflicted on what to do

Felix also takes a look at your face, his curiosity got the best of him

You look vulnerable

You're not making his internal conflict any better

He settles for a quick tip before continuing to run

"It's on your left, the bush"

He calls out as he runs towards main building

You scoff and grab it

You didn't need his pity or help

Okay maybe you did

You put on your mask and continue chasing him

Felix doesn't fail to notice when you put him on the hook more gently than before

He doesn't comment on it

Masterlist here

[lemonpepperseed]

Y/n: Danny just resonates Florida energy

Nea: care to explain??

Y/n: no-

Rebeca: what energy does wesker resonate?

Wesker: please don’t say something stupid like Ohio

Y/n: colorado.

Dwight: what? Why?

Claudette: I thought you would have said California or something like that

Y/n: nah nah, weeds legal there that’s why his eyes are always red

[jaksfanficsaver]

Peace

Inspired by this prompt: Dwight and Reader sleeping on top of each other (in the bed, couch, where ever you prefer) when Reader flops down on the floor.

        Silence. Calmness. Serenity. All of these things were rarities in the Entity’s realm, she kept it chaotic as to keep her toys in a general state of distress, however, even she had mercy from time to time.

This was one of those times.

A calm quiet had settled across the camps scattered in the woods. Some survivors were resting while others were organizing their equipment or trading their bloodpoints for new items with the Entity. A lighter mood had settled over the compound, while the groups enjoyed the reprieve in their own ways. 

  Kate plucked her guitar in a quiet tune around the fire while Felix watched with interest and Meg hummed along. Bill was napping in his small tent while Claire and Leon played tic tac toe in the dust nearby. A genuine peace was blanketing the space. 

       Claudette, ever the caregiver, was concerned when two survivors were not immediately accounted for, causing her to go on the lookout for them despite Jake assuring her they were fine. The petite woman searched the surrounding bonfire areas before finally finding her missing friends by the main fire. There they lay, as healthy as can be and resting peacefully with each other. The Leader gently held the other survivor as they slept, one arm around them protectively with a hand gently nestled in their hair. _____ gently grasped the front of his sweatshirt when a slight breeze blew through, carrying the eternal autumnal chill of the realm to both of their sleeping forms. The fire cracked and flickered while it gave off its weak warmth and _____ nuzzled deeper into Dwight’s chest, and jacket that hung loosely on their frame. Gentle breaths passed through their chapped lips as they settled once more, Dwight pulling them closer. Claudette smiled at the sweet scene, suddenly feeling like she was infringing on an intensely intimate moment between the survivors. She quietly crept away, content with the knowledge of their safety.

  “So, did you find them?” She looked up to Jake who was whittling without looking up at the small woman. 

“I did, in fact, find them.” she nodded, settling down beside him to look at the small wooden fox. “A new trinket for Anna?” The outdoorsman hummed his affirmation while he added finishing touches and passed the piece to the brunette.

“You can take it to her if you want.” he simply stated before getting up to walk off. Claudette turned the small toy over in her hands for a moment. 

Yeah, these times were her favorite.

[skylarsblue]

✦Who I Write For✦

Rules

(This will be added too over time)

SLASHERS

⭑Bo Sinclair ⭑Vincent Sinclair ⭑Lester Sinclair ⭑Michael Myers (OG, 2007, & Gramps) ⭑Thomas Hewitt ⭑Bubba Sawyer ⭑Jason Voorhees ⭑Ghostface (Billy & Stu) ⭑Tiffany Valentine ⭑Brahms Heelshire ⭑Billy Lenz ⭑Carrie White ⭑Baby Driftwood ⭑Otis Driftwood ⭑Pyramid Head ⭑Herbert West (if a male/masc reader) -Bonus- ⭑Carly & Nick; House of Wax ⭑Sydney; Scream

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❧Cove Holden ❧Derek Suarez ❧Baxter Ward ❧Elizabeth Last (x readers for non-sibling characters) ❧Kyra Preece ❧Tamarack Baumann ❧Qui "Autumn" Lin

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⚂Lawrence Beetlegeuse Shoggoth ⚂Lydia Deetz (only SFW) ⚂Adam Maitland ⚂Barbara Maitland ⚂Ms.Argentina

Call of Duty; Modern Warfare

✚Simon "Ghost" Riley ✚Johnny "Soap" MacTavish ✚John Price ✚Kyle "Gaz" Garrick ✚Alejandro Vargas ✚Rodolfo "Rudy" Parra ✚Valeria Garza ✚Alex Keller ✚Farah Karim ✚Nikolai ✚Konig ✚Horangi

Random

❦Eddie Brock & Venom (2015) ❦Frankenstein's Monster - Mary SHelly ❦Classic Monsters; Dracula, Werewolves, etc. ❦Krampus(yes you read me) ❦Y/N from Stuck on A Childhood Crush/Friend & Killer (aka Cordelia)

Yes that's write. You can have your Y/N x Reader fics now.

[motimatcha]

"nostromo"

PART 2. White crow.

parts: one | two | three | four | five

dbd Xenomorph (alien) x fem!reader. attention: murder

“Let me introduce myself, my name is Ellen Louise Ripley. I am the only survivor of the Nostromo crew.”

Ellen spoke without pride or enthusiasm. Her voice was filled with bitterness and sadness, with the horror and fear of facing a monster from the depths of space one on one. Ripley looked like a woman who couldn't be broken no matter what the odds got in her way, and that made you respect this strong woman.

The fire from the fire was crackling steadily. The thrown firewood slowly turned black, turning into coals. The flame did not warm, but gave everyone present a phantom feeling of calm and safety. The territory of the survivors, fenced off by a white soothing fog, did not allow killers and creatures from other universes to reach the fire, but many still preferred to stay, if not in groups, then at least in pairs. Because it’s so safe, because it’s so comfortable. So profitable.

And among all this multitude of people, you alone felt out of place. White crow among black crows. It would seem that you could maintain a dialogue with each potential team member, taught and learned something new, but you did not have the same mutual understanding as Dwight and Claudette . You couldn't talk to Mikaella and Honas about enchantments any more than your basic knowledge of totem blessings allowed.

You were yours. But you were a stranger and in case of danger, they would be the last to save you.

“I will share with you my knowledge regarding the Alien or Xenomorph , as it is also called. This is a new... killer, as you call them here, who has a number of abilities.”

The conversation around the fire began to gain momentum. From time to time you asked your questions to Louise in order to better understand what to expect from the Alien. The information was, to put it mildly, depressing. You sincerely wanted not to compete in the tests against this monster, but everything was the will of the Entity and a little of your luck.

For the next three trials, you come face to face with the xenomorph . Perhaps he remembered you and holds a grudge, otherwise you cannot explain to yourself how it happened that in the first test you were sent to meet with the entity in the first place, the second time you were allowed to leave through the gate as the only survivors, and the third time you have successfully stumbled upon a hook.

In every unnatural-looking shadow, you saw the outline of a xenomorph's vertebrae . You heard his cry when he got caught with his paws or tail, seemingly behind his back. You could feel his saliva on and under your skin as the sixth test passed, and the creature from outer space continued to pursue you.

When for the seventh time, having completely resigned yourself to your fate of being an eternal victim of the Alien, you are incredibly lucky. You were ready to go to Ghostface , if not kiss, then something like that. And although the latter would be glad to get his first victim so soon, the other survivors looked at you more than strangely and would have suspected you of colluding with the maniac if they did not know your situation.

Laurie patted you on the shoulder sympathetically whenever you managed to cross paths.

“I’ve never felt so disgusting,” Claudette said irritably , sitting down on the edge of a fallen tree near the fire. You sat a little further away, so you could hear her words. “All this time it stood almost behind us, while we... while we...”

“Let’s be honest, we were lucky that we at least escaped without injury,” Jake Park, who apparently underwent the test with Morel . “It wasn’t pleasant for me to run through the bushes with my bare ass.”

“Do you think I really liked it?”

The guy wrinkled his face and rubbed the bridge of his nose with his fingers. You, interested, eavesdropped on someone else's conversation, trying not to frighten off the source of information; It will be better for you if the couple believes that their most interesting conversation was left without due attention.

You shivered when clouds of cold fog touched the bare skin of your legs and pulled them towards you, bending them at the knees. Wrapping your arms around yourself and adjusting the jacket thrown over you, you looked at the sky: beautiful and cloudless, strewn with stars - almost the same as you saw on the Nostromo , except that the satellite was much larger or closer to the surface of the planet.

Jake about something . Her active gestures and talking face clearly hinted that the girl did not agree with the words of her boyfriend, but the latter was unshakable and calm to match the emotionality of his partner. Soon their quiet conversation died down, and you understood only one thing: a stranger was watching them while the couple had sex.

Funny. And scary.

Ellen said that the xenomorph is evolving.

“It looks like my next test will be with you,” Ripley sat down next to her , oh which you thought a second ago, smiled warmly, and then looked at the stars. “I liked looking at them too.” In childhood. I dreamed that I would explore space and make discoveries, but...”

There was a moment of silence, which became awkward with each passing second. Did the girl deliberately leave the sentence unfinished to make you feel uncomfortable, did she want you to ask your question, or did the silence seem tense only to you?

The wood in the fire continued to crackle rhythmically, breaking the silence in the clearing. As you watched the once glowing scarlet wood turn to jet black, you couldn't help but notice the analogy with human determination and faith. You believed that the xenomorph would someday leave you alone when he satisfied his desire to take revenge on you, reveling in the feeling of the chase.

Faith, like a weak flame, faded away.

"But"?” you ask, hinting to hear the continuation of the story.

“When I thought that death was about to take me away and I would get rid of this nightmare, I ended up here. And he too.” Ellen shrugged. Her tired gaze turned to your figure, slightly trembling from the cold; Louise herself did not care about any weather, be it the stuffiness of an abandoned cemetery somewhere in the desert or the bone-chilling cold of Ormond. “Honestly, I thought that the monster would hunt me more than others, but watching you, I made a small assumption...”

You raised an eyebrow in surprise and anticipation . You were very interested in other people’s words, but at the same time you felt somehow uneasy. If a stranger really needs something from you, then you can safely assume that his pursuit will never end and someday his razor-sharp fangs will end up in your body. The prospect of becoming his prey did not please you at all, but so far you have managed to escape even while being possessed by him.

“So, what's your guess?”

The former officer is silent. The look of her dark eyes slightly alarms and frightens you, and the next moment the girl will turn into her sworn enemy and attack you. The acidic blood will burn through your skin and reach your bones, with its claws it will open your stomach to tear and devour your insides with its sharp fangs. Fear bubbled in your chest.

“The next time you meet him, pay attention to whether the monster has left its scent on your body. Saliva, blood...”

...The xenomorph is behind you. He hisses when he receives a blow to his chitin-covered head from the boards. A nail driven into the wood manages to scratch the strong armor, causing green poisonous blood to spill. You scream when drops of acid fall on your legs - running immediately becomes painful and difficult, a stranger can easily catch up with you and hook you with his tail. But when you turn around to see if the killer is following you, you find that he is simply standing still and watching, and then walking in the opposite direction of you...

...The viscous saliva of the xenomorph spills across the floor in front of the locker in which you hid. The secretions of a creature from deep space are mixed with your blood, flowing down your arms and legs after a recent attack - the xenomorph's tail brushed your side. With a sharp movement, the monster opens the iron cabinet door, but instead of immediately picking you up with its main weapon, a huge paw hits the back of the cabinet next to your head. The big head creeps closer to you, and you think that your end has come, that now the second mouth of the xenomorph will make a hole in your head. The xenomorph's saliva running down your cheek makes you think about a lot of things...

“Suppose, if it was, then what?..”

Ripley sighed heavily before giving her answer.

“Then I have bad news. He chose you as his mate to create a new colony here.”

Finding yourself on the Nostromo again no longer seemed something scary to you, rather than meeting one-on-one with a xenomorph . The faint hope that in today's test there will be some other killer, and not your personal nightmare, was dispelled to dust as soon as one of the points of movement of the monster was noticed. The control center located directly in front of the generator gave the alien easy access to attack from behind without being noticed. Your hands trembled weakly from fear, but you went to the generator at your own peril and risk.

You retrieved and installed the remote fire turret before sitting down to repair the generator. Fearing the worst-case scenario and knowing your luck, you specifically made the fruiting of the Entity to successfully and quickly repair the generators in order to quickly escape from the cage created by the Entity. Your comrades: Meg , Ellen and Claudette , should have tried to buy you as much time as they could.

“Most likely, his next step will be courtship. For these creatures, it is the presentation of corpses as an indicator of their strength, so that the future couple will evaluate the abilities of the future partner.”

Ripley ’s words came at the wrong time, because you almost miss the reaction check, almost blowing up the almost finished generator. A nervous chuckle escapes your lips, but then you have to hold your attention as soon as the turret begins to warn you that the killer is close.

Having finished with the generator, you took the turret and moved to the next point, marked for you by the Entity in red. It was difficult and long to move with the installation, but it was better to do so, constantly knowing whether an alien was nearby, than to run away and evade the attacks of its tail. The generators marked in red formed a good triangle, depriving the killer of which was your first priority - the ideally close location of all three points allowed you not to waste time.

The fire turret began signaling almost hysterically as soon as you approached the generator and installed the equipment. In a couple of seconds, you reach the nearest stone shelter, which completely hides your figure behind it, before a tall xenomorph figure appears from the control room . He screams heart-rendingly, as if in pain, and you yourself also wince, either from the unpleasant sound, or because the creature is somewhat pathetic. With one blow, the creature destroyed the turret, which brought it out of its crawling state, depriving it of its main weapon, after which the killer looked around in search of the next victim.

The perfect weapon was so evil that during the long chase he failed to catch a single survivor, and now he was completely set on fire by the turret.

Not finding his next victim, the alien returned back to the dungeon, but you understood that it was too early to leave the shelter - perhaps the xenomorph was only hiding, and in fact was sitting near the exit from the tunnel, waiting for the brave man who had installed a weapon here. Long minutes pass and only then do you decide to return to the strong point, get a new fire turret and start repairing the generator.

When the generator was half finished, Meg's scream was heard . Most likely, the creature touched her with its tail or claws, then there was the sound of falling boards and another scream - acidic blood fell on the girl. You couldn't go help her even if you wanted to because your main task was fixing the generator.

This is how helplessness feels.

A heavy feeling settled in your chest. As if if you were there, you could help, but being obsessed with the xenomorph , he simply would not pay his attention to you, continuing to chase other survivors until you are the last one left. And one Entity knows that a creature from deep space will rise up, who also wants to make a new colony with you.

It is impossible to have children in the world of the Entity. This is an indisputable fact proven by many survivors, but hardly the stranger knew about it, otherwise why does he continue to haunt you? Unless, of course, the reason lies in close communication with Michael Myers. Thinking about this, a faint shadow of a smile appears on your exhausted face. The picture in your head of how a silent killer telepathically conveys some instructions to an extraterrestrial being, and he shakes his head and wags his tail like a dog, amused you. Perhaps you had simply gone crazy, but now it was difficult to imagine the xenomorph as a serious threat.

Until the moment you come face to face with him again.

Suspiciously quickly, Ellen is hung on a hook, and she comes to the point of fighting the Entity. The girl, who is not quite used to everything, loses several times in the fight, and you can clearly hear her bones cracking and crunching. This makes you feel uneasy, but you forcefully hold yourself in place and finish fixing the generator. Wounded Claudette is forced to run from the killer, and Meg is too far away to save Ripley . At your own peril and risk, hoping that the killer does not decide to change course, you run up to the brunette hanging on the hook and save her from the clutches of the Entity.

“Thank you,” the survivor nods gratefully as you begin treatment. The toolbox remains lying nearby while, armed with someone else's first aid kit, you heal the wounds of the former officer. “Next time, don’t take risks. I have no more attempts to save myself.”

Biting your lower lip, you could only nod obediently, agreeing with the words of others. If the girl is telling the truth, then it really won’t be possible to save her and the next hanging will send her to a meeting with the entity. I wonder if others have at least some attempts to save themselves or are you the only one who can still try to get off the hook? After saying goodbye to Ripley and picking up your tools, you go to fix the next generator.

A body that fell nearby made you scream in fear, and then the generator exploded, illuminating the area with hundreds of sparks and revealing your location to the killer. You froze, like a rabbit in the face of a boa constrictor and don’t know what to do: run, attracting attention to yourself and, perhaps, the stranger will be distracted by you, abandoning his prey. But the stranger who notices you is only watching.

“...presenting corpses as an indicator of one’s strength...”

Excruciatingly long.

“...so that the future couple can evaluate their abilities...”

You don’t even know where this creature’s eyes are, but you can say with certainty that the gaze of the alien monster is sliding over your figure.

"...future..."

The xenomorph slowly pierces Ripley's body with its tail. Lifts him in the air, turning him to face him. You see the grimace of horror on Ellen's beautiful face. A second later, the xenomorph's second mouth pierces her head, leaving a large hole in her forehead.

"...partner..."

With gloomy calm you watch the alien creature. It throws a lifeless corpse at your feet, as if it is appreciating its work. You can clearly hear that unspoken “are you satisfied, my future couple?” in the shrill squeak of someone else. You manage to stand still with all your willpower, especially when the monster comes inappropriately close to you. You feel the iron smell, heavy cold breath above your ear, and viscous saliva mixed with blood that flows down your shoulder below.

The xenomorph suddenly turns its head to the side when it senses the presence of another survivor. It was Meg, who came out at the wrong time from around the corner of the Nostromo wreckage. Her gaze darted from Ellen's corpse to the xenomorph standing next to you.

originally there was a paragraph in this chapter where the reader reflects on the outcome of his ordeal, but does not remember how it all ended. this is due to the fact that I am an adherent of the theory of amnesia of survivors and killers. Unfortunately, I had to abandon this, but I do not exclude the possibility that references could remain somewhere in the text.

[ikea-employee]

Hello lovelies!

Thats right… I’m back!!

Over this hiatus I’ve joined lots of new fandoms and lost interest in quite a few as well.. Nonetheless, new and improved pinned post!

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For all of the new visitors… Hello and welcome!

I’m Nyx, I’m 19, I use any pronouns, I’m an ENFP and I’m here to cater to all of your fandom needs!

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You can ask on anon!! Just know that I am trusting you are not a minor.

Be as detailed as you want! The more detailed the matchup is = easier it is for me to match you with someone! (If you give me a character you want for a matchup, I'm just going to give you them. No surprises there)

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Killers

Killer Masterlist

Albert Wesker / Mastermind

Artist

Demogorgon*

Doctor

Dredge*

Ghostface

Hillbilly

Huntress

Knight

Legion (Only Frank & Julie can be matched and written NSFW)

Micheal Myers / Shape

Nurse

Oni

Pig

Pyramid Head / Executioner

Spirit

Trapper

Trickster

Wraith

Survivors

Survivor Masterlist

Ada Wong

Cheryl Mason

Claudette Morel

Chris Redfield

David King (only matched with guys)

Dwight Fairfield

Élodie Rakoto

Feng Min

Haddie Kaur

Jake Park

Jill Valentine

Jane Romero

Kate Denson

Laurie Strode

Leon Kennedy

Meg Thomas

Mikaela Reid

Nancy Wheeler

Steve Harrington

Vittorio Toscano

Yui Kimura

Yun-Jin Lee

Destiny 2

Destiny 2 Masterlist

Ada-1

Amanda Holiday

Banshee-44

Caiatl

Cayde-6

Drifter

Eris Morn

Elsie

Ikora Rey

Lord Shaxx

Mara Sov

Osiris*

Saint-14*

Shaw Han

Crow

Uldren Sov

Zavala

Stranger Things

Stranger Things Masterlist

Alexei

Billy Hargrove

Dustin Henderson

Eddie Munson

Jane Hopper “Eleven”

Lucas Sinclair

Max Mayfield

Mike Wheeler

Nancy Wheeler

001 / Peter Ballard

Robin Buckley

Steve Harrington

Will Byers

Misc.

Misc. Masterlist

Bruce Wayne (Batman 2022)

Edward Nashton (Batman 2022)

Hannibal Lecter (Hannibal Tv Series)

Will Graham (Hannibal Tv Series)

Any character with an asterisk will not be put in matchups

Any characters who are bolded will not be put in matchups or written NSFW

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My OCs

Masterlist

Feel free to ask about them!

Zephyr

Evil lettol guy

I made him in 7th grade, I just keep updating him.

Tag: OC: Zeph

Sabbath

Kind of my sona

Idk what inspired him

Tag: OC: Sabbath

Syn

Destiny Awoken Warlock OC

Solar

Tag: OC: Syn

Curse-4

Destiny Exo Hunter OC

Stasis

Tag: OC: Curse-4

Foxx

Destiny Awoken Titan OC

???? (Switches constantly)

Tag: OC: Foxx

Kit “Kitty” Archer

DbD & Stranger Things OC

I love her <3

Tag: OC: Kitty

Asher “Ash” Montgomery

I also made him in 7th grade… (Remade him and hes better now)

DbD & Stranger Things OC

Tag: OC: Ash

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Rules

DNI

DNI if you are underaged, a proshipper, TERF, trump supporter, anti-abortionist, transphobic, pedophile, homophobic, or racist.

Will not Write

I will not write about anything racist, homophobic, transphobic, or pedophelic. I also don’t feel comfortable writing about child abuse, animal abuse, or suicide.

NSFW Writing

I am willing to write nsfw requests as long as the character requested is not a minor and the kinks involved are not bathroom related.

Enjoy your Stay!

- Nyx

[queendeeshorrorimagines]

Fluffmas 2022 official completed list

Festive- Virgil Sparda x reader

Hot Chocolate- Yoichi Asakawa x reader

Reunite- Dante Sparda x reader

Decorations- Tiffany Valentine x reader

Snowball fight- Jeff Johansen x reader

Misitoe kisses- Jesse Cromeans x reader

Secret santa- Yui Kimura x reader

Ugly sweaters- Jake Park x reader

Childhood memories- Claudette Morel x Jake Park

Drunken eggnog confessions- poly! Ghostface x reader

Holiday party- the demon Brothers (obey me) x reader

First Christmas as a family- Lester Sinclair x reader

[annietheweeb]

Dbd!dom!Leon Kennedy x fem!sub!reader smut

Tw:violence, mention of death, murder, oral sex,vaginal sex, fingering, choking, public sex, kinky nicknames, dominating

The Entety, that thing that brought us into this world, these matches that tore apart our soul and body, just so we can spawn at that campfire again and have to act like nothing happened. Does it have reasons for choosing the survivors for these deathmatches and does it really see everything that happens in those matches? Does it know about every thought we have? That would be... emberassing

I was sitting at this damn campfire, like almost every day, wondering what the entety knows about us and why she decidet to bring us here. "I seem to be the first one here, where is the rest of them?" I wonder as I'm looking around, seeing no one until some dark mist appears, it grows bigger, into a human shape and then dissapears, leaving the scared women, Claudette Morel, next to me. I'm good with Claudette, we are friends, not close friends but we could be close friends in the future

"Oh hi Y/n, nice to spawn in a trial with you again. Do you know which killer It's gonna be?" She started a , for this situation normal, talk "Hi , I sadly don't know which killer it is, I don't even know which other survivors it will be ..." I answered her. "Oh , right, where is everyone? They must spawn soon" was the last thing I heard from her before the black stuff appeared again , this time 2 human-like shapes started to form, one seemed to be a guy , the other seemed to be another women .

That first shape was done and the mist dissapeared to reveal him, my crush, my savior, Leon Kennedy!

"Oh, look It's him, you think he will have to save you again?" Claudette joked around , luckily she whispered so only I could hear it, would've been emberassing if she would've said that out loud...

You're wondering why I call him my savior? Let me tell you about it ..

FLASHBACK: I blew up a generator, for the second time now, I couldn't focus because of that hot stranger, He was tall, had a pretty toned body, that sadly was covered by a RPD uniform, but it looked so good on him, also his face had a nice shape, his eyes we're blue, they reminded me of oceans, but the Hair, it was blond and looked kinda fluffy, I really wanna touch it, I also want him to touch me.

While I was thinking , I didn't notice the killer that was on their way to get me, I noticed them when I heard that loud heartbeat, they almost hit me but I got up fast enough , so I ran , as fast as possible as they were chasing after me , slowly hunting me down , getting closer and closer, they almost got me as I dropped a pallet on them, stunning them for a secon, I kept running, turning back for a second, trying to find out which killer it was.

"Fuck, not the hag, dear entety, why did you choose the hag for this match?" I though more terrified than before. The hag is my least favourite , if you are wondering why, have you ever seen her mori? The way she slits you open with her sharp claws and then eats your organs? I ran a lot faster when I realised that I'm gonna end up that way if I don't fucking run. She still was chasing after me, I vaulted trough a window, she somehow managed to slit open my back while I did, but that sprint burst I got from it, oh damn , I should've used It better. I saw some lockers, 2 of them next to eachother, I opened the door of the right one and slipped inside of it , a second later she appeared from behind a wall, scanning the locatio she made her way towards these 2 lockers. She looked at them, trying to decide which one to open first , then she put her hand on the handle of the locker I was hiding in, pausing for a second. I couldn't breathe, I don't know if it was because of the tension or her rotton breath. She looked at the locker, then took her hand off of the handle , deciding to open the other locker, as she opened it I also opened mine, slapping the door of it in her face , stunning her for a few seconds, then running as fast as possible, she once again was chasing after me, I came near a pallet , trying to drop it on her, but she already hit me, I fell on the floor , unable to get up. She was just about to mori me, I closed my eyes ,getting ready for death as she was blinded by a flashlight, the person that blinded her used these seconds to pic me up, throwing me over his strong shoulders and running towards the escape gate with me , while he was running I realised who he was, it was the hot other survivor I thought about the whole time and he is saving me rn, damn *fangirl attack*

While he was running and carrying me the hag chased after us again, she was getting closer and closer as we were getting closer to the exit gate she almost hit us as we made it thought the gate at the right second .

He kept running until we reached the campfire again, then he sat me down and started healing me, I slowly started passing out, the last thing I remember was the name that was written on his uniform ,"Leon Scott Kennedy" it said.

FLASHBACK END

We went quite after a while, waiting for the match to start, as that dark mist started to come back and then teleported us on the map , It was the map from the halloween movies, I don't remember the name. I looked around and noticed that I spawned together with him, I looked at him, scanning his handsome features, he turned to look at me and I looked away as I felt my face heat up

"Focus Y/n , focus!" I thought, as I saw a generator near us I imediatly ran towards it, he seemed to follow me and we then repaired the generator in awkward silence, It was almost done as I heard that heartbeat sound, it was getting louder and louder , he seemed to have noticed it too and we ran away as fast as possible, Into a house . He closed the door behind us and I scanned the room for something to keep it closed , as my eyes met with a chair I had an Idea, I took it, placing it under the door handle so it can't be opened, while I did that Leon pushed a closet in front of the only window that you could use to vault inside .

"Fuck, that was close" he said breathing heavily. "I'm glad we made it inside of this house" I replied exhausted. We didn't move for a few seconds, trying to calm down untill he told me to follow him:"I know that a generator is in here , I'll lead you to it, follow me" Ofc I followed him up the stairs and into a room , the room was kimda big, there was a bed in it that looked very clean, next to it was the generator he told me about.

We started working on it, while that we talked a bit , he then said something that kind of shocked me: "oh btw I noticed the way you've been staring at me, tell me darling, what were you thinking while you were staring at me?" I blushed as he said that "He noticed? And did he call me darling?" Thought were rushing through my head as I tried to answer him: "I was just remembering that you saved me, do you remember it?" A bad excuse I came up with . He came closer and I stumbled back, the closer he came the more I tried getting away until my back hit the wall . He came closer, putting his hand on my chin to make me look at him "You can't even look at me while you lie, c'mon love , look at me with those pretty eyes of yours" he whispered, then he slowly came closer to my ear, whispering in it with the hottest voice I ever heard:" I know what you've been Imagening, the way you want me to touch you, the things you want me to do to you, you told me with just glaring at me. From now on you will call me master or sir, you understand? Good, now if you want me to fuck you, just beg me, beg me the best you can , maybe I'll listen"

I wasn't able to think straight, the second he stopped talking I responded: "Master, please" He didn't seem to have enough of the begging: "Please what? I know you're better than this, use your words" I was extreamly flustered, I held onto him and started begging him again: " Please Master, fuck me, as hard , fast and deep as possible, please!" Realization hit me after these words left my mouth, he smirked as he started speaking again: " Good girl, since you are begging this hard, it would be a shame if you wouldn't get what you wish for"

He started kissing me as he pressed me against the wall harder. I held onto him , trying to get as close to him as possible as he grabbed my ass, his action surprised me, he used that shock moment to slide his tongue into my mouth, exploring it and turning the kiss into a hot makeout session. I felt myself getting wet, as he stopped the kiss, just a string of saliva was connecting our lips . He then picked me up and throwed me on the bed in the room, starting to kiss my neck until he found my sweet-spot , I started moaning a bit while he kept sucking and biting on it until there was a huge hickey on my neck. He took off my clothes and I noticed the huge bulge in his pants, as I was laying naked in front of him, he started kissing my boobs , then sucking on my nipple, playing with the other one, I moaned loudly for him . As he was done with my boobs he got down, spreading my legs, then starting to circle my clit with his fingers, later putting his tongue on it . "Ahh Master" I moaned out . He seemed to like that , as he then started eating me out, I moaned louder and louder as i felt his tongue inside of me, I held on his hair , trying to stay still. I was getting closer and closer

[vikkirosko]

Masterlist Survivors

👓 Dwight Fairfield 👔

👟 Meg Thomas 🏃‍♀️

🧪 Claudette Morel 👓

🏞 Jake Park 🏕

🖼 Nea Karlsson 🛹

🎃 Laurie Strode 🗡

🃏 Ace Visconti ♠️

⌚️William "Bill" Overbeck 🪖

🎮 Feng Min ⚙️

🥊David King 🏈

💤 Quentin Smith⏰️

🔫 David Tapp 🧢

🎸 Kate Denson 🏵

Kate Denson x Reader headcanons Violinist

🥼 Adam Francis 🪨

🎨 Jeffrey "Jeff" Johansen 🎸

🎤 Jane Romero 📺

🏍 Yui Kimura 🔧

📑 Zarina Kassir 📹

🔦 Cheryl Mason 🌫

🏛 Felix Richter ✏️

🔍Elodie Rakoto 🔦

📀 Yun-Jin Lee 🎶

📟 Jill Valentine 🔫

🚔 Leon Scott Kennedy 🔫

📖 Mikaela Reid 👓

🕶 Jonah Vasquez 🧮

🌊 Yoichi Asakawa ☂️

🔦 Haddie Kaur🎙

👠 Ada Wong 🎧

💉 Rebecca Chambers 🩹

🔮 Vittorio Toscano 📜

🔧Thalita Lyra 🪁

🪁Renato Lyra 🎸

⚙️ Gabriel Soma 🪛

[noridoorman]

Hello! It’s been awhile since I’ve asked someone to write something so I’ll ask you because I love your writing! (If requests are open ofc) Can I request some fluffy headcanons of Claudette and Ji-Woon with a shy, sweet female S/O? Preferably outside of the entity’s realm. I know it’s kinda a weird combination but I love them both very dearly. Can’t wait to see what you make! ^^

- @fireflamemyers1978

Yas, will do.

God, I’m so sorry for taking so long with requests. I’m not sure if I can update all that much but I’ll try to write more in the future. 

The reader is female in this

Ji-Woon & Claudette with a S/O that's shy and sweet

Claudette Morel

Claudette isn't the most confident type either, she doesn't engage with others all that much due to her shyness.

You being shy is a huge relief for her as she feels like you can relate to her issues. More than her parents do, at least.

Due to your sweet and accepting nature, she always feels comfortable talking to you like a waterfall about various topics that interest her. She also listens to you speak and the way your voice rings in her ears awake the butterfly's in her stomach.

You notice how different she acts around others. She’s a lot quieter and tries not to involve herself too much in a conversations unless she is talking to you. 

Not that you mind though, you love to see how passionate she gets about the things she loves.

In her eyes, you always seem to find the right words to say, no matter what. Sweet romantic things in the moment when you’re wrapped in a blanket, just listening to each other’s voice throughout the night.

Enjoying each other’s silence has become a common occurrence in your relationship. Claudette feels happy to know that her presence alone can make you feel content and relaxed. And she feels the same.

Constantly melts under your gentle affection. She loves it when you hold her face, looking at her with the sweetest and most loving gaze. 

Also melts when you get shy under her affection. Especially when she makes flower and plant bundles for you, and endlessly talks to you about the meanings they have.

Ji-Woon Hak

Ji-Woon is confident in his way, and always wants to make sure his voice is heard, basically the opposite of you.

But despite that, he absolutely loves you. Every inch of you is perfection in his eyes and he wants to make sure you know it too.

He’s a shithead and thrives over the fact that you get shy very easily over his affection. He makes sure that he’s extra sweet towards you, holding you close or giving you random kisses on various places on your face.

He teases you for it too, but inside his heart, it takes so much willpower to not tackle you to the ground and smooch you all over your face. He finds you soooo adorable when your face gets all red or you start stuttering and get all nervous around him as if you are falling in love with him all over again.

It’s no doubt that he thinks you’re incredibly sweet too. He might even joke about how he wants to snack on you.

Sometimes he wonders how someone like him could get someone like you. The K-pop industry is rough and tough, long schedules and even longer working hours. He fears that one day he won’t find you in his apartment anymore.

But when he opens that door to be immediately engulfed in a hug, it’s like an angel was send down from heaven, lifting all of the weight and pressure whilst giving him a taste of what heaven truly feels like. 

“Is this not what heaven is?” Ji-Woon asked you one night. “When you feel happy even breathing the same air as your loved ones.” He chuckled when he saw you burying your face deeper into his bare chest, afraid that the dim light couldn’t hide your flushed face.

[co-sharkie]

Dead by Daylight: Best Kissers

1. Yun-Jin Lee

She’s hands down the best. She knows exactly what to do to get your going. She’s very observant after all. She likes to give you kisses on the cheek, but that only builds up to the kisses she gives on the lips. Those will melt a person.

2. Claudette Morel

She’s not the most active person when it comes to kissing, but she gives the best forehead kisses. It’s more of an innocent type–contradicting Yun-Jin. She give comforting kisses.

3. Jake Park

He’s in third place because he knows how to place his lips on yours. He’s not amazing at it, but he’ll give you butterflies. He’s give sweet and “to the point” kisses. They don’t last long but you wish they did.

4. The Huntress

She knows what she’s doing. She knows how to hold you in her strong grasp, how to place her lips, how much tongue—the whole nine-yards. She’s not #1 though for the fact that she’s very rough and prefers going for the neck.

5. Leon S. Kennedy

He’s very inexperienced which is why he’s not higher on the list. He’s not lower though because of his eagerness. He’s always up to try a different style of kissing and always gives the smallest, sweetest kisses. He prefers receiving kisses rather than giving, though.

6. The Trickster

Trickster knows how to use that tongue. Is it a good thing or a bad thing—eh we’ll leave it to the recipient. He bites, however. Hell bit your neck, your lip, your ear lobe… and it won’t be very gentle. He wants what he wants and doesn’t exactly like being told no—but damn does he know how to move that tongue in a heated kiss.

[theres-a-body-here]

Female survivors with Creep!reader

The wolf-masked creep makes their rounds around the realm

Claudette Morel

Isn't really sure what to make of you

Sure, you're a perv that hunts down and hurts her friends

But you've never really touched her in trials

You completely ignore her for the most part

However, she has spotted you recording her every now and then

She almost feels like a child being documented as they take their first steps

More than once have you opted to chase her teammates instead of her, even if she was closer

Still, you chase her every once in a while

Gotta appease the Entity if only a little

She hears you chuckle as you chase her through jungle gyms

She gets even more confused when she notices how genuine and joyful they are

Claudette's instincts kick in, honed over countless trials of survival. Without a second thought, she reacts to the chase by slamming a pallet down, a move she's repeated instinctively time and time again.

The impact elicits a grunted sound of pain from you, momentarily disrupting your relentless pursuit.

Her heart skips a beat as the realization sinks in. She didn't intend to hurt you, at least not directly. Years of trials have ingrained certain responses into her muscle memory, and in the heat of the moment, she acted without thinking. A squeak of surprise escapes her lips, followed by an immediate and sincere apology, her voice laced with genuine regret.

"I'm so sorry!" she exclaims, her words tumbling out as she continues her frantic escape.

You simply stand there and watch her run away, your camcorder recording every precious moment.

Laurie Strode

Another survivor that hates your guts

Laurie has dealt with masked stalkers before

She's pretty prepared to face you every time

You like that about her

You love how every chase with her is never boring

You taunt her as she loops you around a pallet

"You're getting sloppy, blondie"

You swing at her, but she manages to slide across the pallet just in time

You curse the Entity for allowing Made For This to exist

Laurie is never afraid to bite back with a remark of her own

"You're fucking with me, right? There's no way you're this bad"

"aaaaaanndd you're getting tunneled"

Even when you do eventually down her

Boom. A glass shard to the back

Finally, the moment of triumph arrives as you catch up to Laurie, her breath ragged and her determination unbroken. With a swift, calculated strike, you manage to bring her down, her body collapsing to the cold ground.

As you reach down to lift her up, a sudden searing pain erupts across your back. A shard of glass, hurled with unexpected accuracy, embeds itself deep into your flesh. A primal howl of agony tears from your throat, the pain slicing through your senses and momentarily overwhelming your focus. Laurie's attack succeeds, forcing you to release her as you stumble forward, your grip loosening involuntarily.

Casting a furious glare in her direction, you find Laurie's defiant gaze fixed upon you. Bloodied and bruised, she's seized this chance to escape. But she doesn't leave before rubbing salt in the wound.

"Nice try, you overgrown mutt. Maybe next time you'll learn to keep up," she sneers, her words laced with mockery. The mixture of insult and taunting laughter follows her as she runs away.

Laurie's escape, while a momentary defeat, has ignited a renewed sense of excitement. The thrill of the chase only makes your appetite for the hunt stronger.

Haddie Kaur

She's quite the challenge for you

Being a psychic, she's always been able to tell whenever you're stalking her from afar

She can feel the evil that emanates from your camcorder as it points right at her as she works on a gen with others

It's almost funny how much of a warning announcement she becomes

She reminds you of those Amber Alerts you used to get

"I feel them close! Everyone scatter!"

They disperse like roaches

Haddie makes an effort to get your attention as she runs off, wanting to get the heat off her allies

You humor her and you begin the chase

Chases with Haddie aren't really exciting, but you find it amusing how eager she is to play the hero

You tease her a bit as she loops you around the killer shack

"You think there's some podcasters talking about your disappearance right now?"

Haddie never responds to you

You huff

Are all "altruists" this boring?

She darts through the killer shack, desperately evading your advances. Despite your attempts at taunting, she remains resolutely focused, never granting you the satisfaction of a response. Her determination emanates silently, and it's clear she won't be swayed by your mind games.

As the chase reaches a crescendo, you lunge forward with your whip, aiming to strike as Haddie vaults through a window. Your weapon misses its mark, impacting the wall with an unsatisfying thud. A frustrated growl escapes your lips, the irritation evident in your actions.

Haddie, however, doesn't spare a glance back; she simply continues her sprint. Haddie's singular goal of buying time for her friends drives her forward. She doesn't grant you the satisfaction of a reaction

With an exasperated eye roll, you vault through the same window she did, the chase now entering a new phase as you continue to pursue her relentlessly.

As you trail her, a low, muttering voice escapes your lips, "You're definitely getting face camped."

[lemonpepperseed]

Y/n: wait hold on how do I spell square..

Claudette: S Q

y/n: oh! Wait… S Q U A R!

Claudette: there’s a E at the end! You’re a writer!

Y/n: IM DYSLEXIC!

Claudette: either way I’m right and you’re still dyslexic

Y/n:… MICHAEL! She’s being mean again!

Michael proceeded to tombstone Claudette

@randomfandomdreaming my roommate is mean lol

[dbdreaderx]

Claudette x Reader with Claudette taking care of reader's injury after they took a hit for her to make sure she got out of trial alive? Maybe with a soft cheek smooch?

thank you so much for the ask! I really like claudette and I can see her totally doing that B) also sorry if it looks a bit rushed! I'm still pretty new to writting like that!

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-It was a harsh judgment against the Huntress and only claudette and you were alive and all the genes were over.

- All you needed was to open the gate so you two could live together and be ready for the next trial, you were already fully healed thanks to Jake before he fell to his death.

-all care was needed, Claudette was already close to death after coming off the hook for the second time and hurt too, any attack could be the end of her, you were looping the Huntress, making sure it would give Claudette more time to finish opening the gate.

-The gate is already open and as planned, the hatchet catches you, a scream of pain comes out of your mouth and you tell Claudette to leave, now before the Huntress gets any closer.

-But you didn't expect her arm to be pulled to get you both out of that place, Claudette didn't want to lose you like she lost the others, even though she knew they would be at camp, she would refuse to leave you behind.

-Luckily, the hatchets were gone and the Huntress was coming after you, but you both managed to get out. It relieves you but then your pain consumes you, oh yes, you had forgotten for a moment about being hit by the hatchet.

-Claudette thanks you for holding that assassin for a long time but gets mad that you acted in a way that could have killed you! but both were alive and that's what matters. She takes care of your injuries and as a reward, she gives you a kiss on the cheek and a hug.

-Maybe that kiss did give you more motivation to want to hold the killer as long as she stays safe...

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