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Some Trapper Content

Okay hi hello, so I have read like all the Trapper content I can find anywhere on the internet and I am finally boiling over and writing some too because I am THIRSTY for this man. This isn’t a request, but I do take them :)

That being said, NSFW under the cut.

Trapper (Evan Macmillan) x female reader

Evan could not for the life of him understand what your hold on him was.

Every trial. Every time he chased you around those god-forsaken walls and pallets. Every time he watched you struggle to escape his traps or felt the way you helplessly attempted to wiggle out of his grasp. All he could think about was how those magnificent hips of yours would feel against his if he could finally have his way with you.

You had to be doing it for him. There was no way in hell you didn’t realize what you did to him. You didn’t run away from him, you fucking sauntered.

Now don’t get it wrong, Evan wasn’t some innocent doe-eyed simpleton when it came to sexual encounters, he understood it all he just simply had never had time for anything of the such before the realm, as he was notoriously occupied with his duty to the family estate. Sure, he had felt attraction to people before, but this... this felt almost primal.

And god dammit, why did you smell so fucking good?

Evan had never actually struggled with his sexual urges before, he has always been able to simply push them down so he could take care of whatever needed to be taken care of and move on with his life. But with this, with you, he was having thoughts and desires he couldn’t have dreamed of before.

And boy was he getting close to just having to act on them.

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You were summoned once again to a trial by the fog, this time around having been deserted at the MacMillan estate.

Most of the survivors hated this scenery, as it was so easy to be spotted and run down by any of the killers here, especially if the killer in question was the estate’s native resident, the Trapper.

It was scary, you had to admit, the way the traps just seemed to blend into the environment here. The way that the masked perpetrator seemed to always be watching and waiting for you to step into one of his traps. The way it felt like he set them up specifically for you.

Scary, yes. But you couldn’t deny that it sparked other emotions in you as well. Excitement, curiosity... arousal.

You felt guilty admitting it even if only to yourself, but the imposing nature that he imposed... everything about him... it made you feel pangs of desire that you hadn’t thought you would ever feel again, especially in a place like this; especially for someone who quite literally had killed you and would do it again.

You went about the trial as normal, trying your best to shake off the nagging sensations your brain was attempting to distract you with. You heard the screams in the distance of who you had determined was Claudette and quickly hid in an attempt to make your way over to her without alerting the attention of whatever killer had been summoned for this trial.

You managed to make it to Claudette seemingly undetected and rescued her from the hook. You had offered to heal her but she insisted she would be fine doing it on her own, and ran off in the opposite direction.

You decided to head back the same way you had came, since you had passed a generator on the way to the hook, but unbeknownst to you someone had already predicted you would return the way you had came, much to your dismay.

You let out a stifled yelp of pain as you felt the familiar teeth of the trap you had stepped in ensnare your ankle, and did your best to conceal your whimpers as you attempted to disarm it.

From behind a nearby tree, Evan watched in amusement as you struggled to get the trap off. It probably seemed more difficult to disarm then what you were used to because he had been working on improving the design. Watching you helplessly try to free yourself at his mercy was worth the effort.

Your cries of pain were getting louder now, but you quickly put your hand in your mouth in a last ditch effort to silence yourself when you heard the rustle of feet in the grass nearby. You heard the noise stop suddenly and shook as you saw a shadow cast over your whimpering, incapacitated form.

“Can’t say I’ve ever seen anyone have that kinda trouble with them before”

Fuck.

You trembled more at the gruff voice and turned your body to face his legs, lifting your head to meet his gaze in a way that almost made Evan take you right then and there.

“I... I feel like it got stronger... or something” You mumbled shamefully, hoping that were the case and you weren’t just becoming weaker. He continued to stare down at you before letting out an almost indistinguishable chuckle. Uncharacteristic of him, but he was relishing in this way too much.

“Are you... Um... If you’re going to h-hook me now can you please take it off?” You choked out, embarrassed with yourself for asking him for help at all. Even more embarrassed with how pathetic your voice sounded talking to him.

He continued to stare wordlessly at you for what felt like hours before finally crouching down at your level and breaking the trap in half like it was nothing.

Holy. Shit.

Your brain wandered to what those hands could do to you and you cursed yourself silently. How could you think that right now?

Your eyes darted up to his mask and you let out a small gasp as he picked you up without missing a beat. Why did he have to pick you up by your neck like that? With one hand... one very strong hand... fuck.

“Start struggling.” He demanded bluntly.

What? Why would he want you to try to wiggle out of his grasp?

Despite your confusion you obeyed him wordlessly, wiggling your hips around in an attempt to get off of his shoulder. Evan started walking much slower to the nearby hook than what he would normally, which lead to you successfully breaking free of his hold on you.

You looked at him confused before turning your head to the sound of a generator exploding. ‘Dammit guys... I’ve had him distracted for this long and we can’t even finish one?’ you thought to yourself, frustrated.

You were pulled out of your thoughts by a strong hand grabbing a fist full of your hair and turning your head back towards the direction of its owner.

“Listen carefully. Go to the top floor of the main building and stay there until I come find you and I will let you escape through the hatch. Understand?” He ordered.

Just go there and leave your fellow survivors to die? You couldn’t do that to them...

Evan sensed your hesitation.

“Or if you’d rather, I can hook you right now and make sure no one comes to find you. And your friends still die. Your choice” he added.

You looked at him in horror for a moment before nodding your head hesitantly.

“Okay... I’ll wait up there...” you said defeatedly, feeling the guilt build up instantly.

“Good girl.” He stated before walking off, causing you to temporarily forget how to breathe. What the fuck did he just say?

You finally made it to the top of the building as he had instructed, confused as hell.

What did you need to go all the way up here for anyways? Surely there were other spots you could hide... Why here? Would he just take you right to the hatch? Your brain was running wild at this point.

You were trying to think of possibilities to distract yourself from the sounds of your teammates dying around you, until the sound of footsteps on stairs snapped you out of your trance.

You looked up to find him staring down at your comparatively smaller form.

“Hi...” You uttered timidly as you watched him walk closer to you. You were too scared to mention anything about the hatch and honestly part of you forgot how to talk. So many things were flooding through your mind it was overwhelming.

He continued walking until he was right in front of you, scaring you further with what he decided to do next.

He kicked the wall next to you making you jump and let out a little shriek. You eyed him cautiously as he pushed the wall and a door opened. What the hell? You’d been up here so many times and somehow never knew that existed. Well, he did grow up here, so you supposed it made sense.

Curious now, you peaked through the door to see there’s a mattress on the floor.

Oh. Wait, what?

You glanced back to him nervously as he backed up a little, allowing you the option of going inside.

You weren’t sure if it was the fact that you really didn’t have any other choice or that you were excited about what the outcome of this would be, or a little bit of both, but either way you found yourself walking through the door.

He followed right behind you and closed the door behind him. Wait what? How does that open back up? Now you were distracted thinking about that. Distracted until you felt two fingers under your chin tilting your head to look at the masked killer before you. There was one window in the back of the room which allowed just enough light for you to see him.

You definitely had noticed how muscular he was before, but up close it was enough to completely render you speechless, although you weren’t doing so hot in the talking department right now anyway.

“You really have no idea how long I have wanted an opportunity like this.” He says as he takes the fingers that were previously under your chin and runs them along your cheek. You blush at the gesture, almost leaning into his hand but hoping he wouldn’t notice.

“I... I’m not exactly sure why... well, why me anyways... I’m not really anything special...” You drifted off. You were startled when you felt his hand tug roughly at your hair, forcing you again to look up at him.

“Don’t. You. Dare. “ He growled threateningly, hand tightening in your hair which caused a whimper to escape your lips. “Just like that... you don’t even realize it but everything you do drives me fucking crazy”

With that he slides his mask up so that it is just above his nose and leans into the crook of your neck, inhaling deeply.

“Even the way you smell... perfect”

You moan lightly as he plants kisses along your neck before locking eyes with you again, pulling the mask back down. Your face is completely red at this point and you feel the familiar pang of desire forming between your legs, squeezing them together as though such a trivial action would make it go away.

You instinctively place your hands on his chest and take a moment to appreciate how chiseled it was beneath your fingertips, letting them wander a bit before looking back up at him.

This gesture didn’t go unnoticed by him, and he took the opportunity to pull you close and lift you enough so you wrapped your legs around him to steady yourself. The close contact of your clothed sexes caused you to let out another moan, which caused Evan to push you harder against him and let out a low growl as he suddenly tossed you down onto the mattress roughly.

“You know... you’re incredibly sexy yourself... Mr. Trapper” You said shyly.

“Evan.” He replied, taking in your features as you laid down on the mattress in front of him, completely at his disposal.

“Evan...” You let his name role off your tongue, an action by itself that caused his pants to get tighter around his now throbbing member. The way you were situated allowed you to feel him grow harder at your utterance of his name, driving your already aroused thoughts to completely overtake you. “May I please suck your cock, Evan?”

Fuck. That caught him off guard.

He dug his hips into you one more time before standing to undo his overalls, letting them crumple in a pool around his ankles, his large member now totally visible to you.

“Of course you can, beautiful”

You sit up and crawl towards him and he grabs your hair and forces you to look at him again.

“Take off your shirt.” He instructed, lust laced in his tone. You did as he told you and looked back up at him, squeezing your arms against your breasts teasingly as you crawled towards his cock.

You looked up at him almost for permission, before giving a teasing lick to the underside and taking the erect member into your mouth, earning a low groan of approval from the MacMillan heir. You continued at a steady pace, taking more of his cock in each time.

“Fuck. You do that so good.” He praised, his hands burying themselves in your hair and tugging, causing you to moan around his cock. After a minute or so Evan pulled your hair back so you would look at him again.

“Now it’s my turn to taste you” he growled, pushing you back down on the mattress, tugging your bottoms and underwear down as he did so.

“How are you gonna do that with that mask on?” You asked, feeling bold.

Evan lowered his head so that it was right between your thighs, staring straight at your eyes instead.

“Take it off for me.”

You felt your face flush a bit as you timidly pulled his mask up and off of his face and set it down next to you. He was just as sexy as the rest of his body, his face matching his rugged appearance accompanied by a few scars, which just added to the appeal.

Without another second to spare, Evan’s tongue found its way to your wet lips, going at a tantalizingly slow pace as he licked the slit all the way up to your clit, evoking a soft moan from your lips. He continued giving your clit attention, paying mind to what elicited the most noise from you and adjusting accordingly.

Eventually the pressure building up inside you was threatening to be too much, causing you to squirm and grasp Evan’s head in an attempt to control your creeping release.

Evan noticed this and stopped to look up at you, eyes piercing through yours. He pauses to look at your still covered breasts, runs his hands along the sides of your body until they find the clasp of your bra. You arch your back and allow him to unhook the fabric, and he wastes no time running his tongue along your nipples, using his fingers to attend to whichever one his tongue could not.

“Evan… that feels so fucking good… “ you moan as he stimulates your now hard nipples, not noticing that he has lined himself up with your entrance until you feel the tip of his cock threaten your soaking wet folds.

“How bad do you want it?” He asks, his hands now gripping your hips as though he could take you at any moment.

“So fucking bad… I need it Evan. Please!” You whine, desperately trying to wiggle yourself onto him, but his hands are holding you in place. “Please fuck me Evan, I need your cock inside me so bad…” you whimpered, this time causing him to oblige as he slams himself inside you, giving you no time to adjust.

He fucks you at an animalistic pace, the sound of his thrusting filling the room. He pauses only for a second.

“Hands and knees. Now.” You obeyed quickly, longing for him to enter you once more. He continues thrusting into you, hands like a vice grip on your hips. He takes one hand and pulls your hair roughly, bringing his head down to bite your neck and shoulder as he continues to fuck you.

“Fuck yes… Evan… oh my god yes… “ you breath out as he continues his fast pace, the sound of him grunting in your ear driving you to the point of climax. “I’m so fucking close… I’m gonna cum all over your cock, Evan” you say as you near your release.

The thought of that absolutely sent him over the edge, and when he felt you cover his cock in your fluids he couldn’t hold back anymore.

“Please cum for me Evan! I want to feel it inside me” you begged, which sent him spiraling into his own orgasm.

He gave a few more thrusts before turning you back over and kissing you roughly. You ran your fingers along his muscles as you kissed back, still trying to catch your breath.

“You… you made those traps stronger didn’t you?” You asked, causing him to chuckle.

“That’s what you’re gonna point out right now? Hah, only that one. Was almost positive I could get you to step in it. “ He replied.

“Sneaky. I think it was worth the leg pain. I would probably do it again” you shrugged.

“Mm, you’d let your teammates die to fuck me again?” He asked, amused at your expression.

“I didn’t say… um… I guess if you word it that way… um… fuck… yeah” you stuttered, looking away shamefully.

“Good girl” He whispered in your ear, giving you chills. “Well then, I should probably take you to the damn hatch”

“Mm yeah, the entity eating me out of the ground would be a real mood killer” you teased, putting your clothes back on and standing up. Evan held up his end of the deal and brought you to the hatch, grabbing your hair one last time.

“Until next time, beautiful” he whispered in your ear before giving you a firm smack on the ass, sending you into the trapdoor with a head full of depraved thoughts.

God, how were you gonna explain yourself at the campfire?

#dbd x reader #dbd writing blog #dbd writing #the trapper #evan macmillan #requests open

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ohthepurehorror · 3 years

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Headcanons on how Huntress's would react to a survivor (I'm thinking Kate or one of the other survs that you think can sing) Singing along to her humming her lullaby? Would it annoy her? Or would she be happy to have someone join in?

Oh my god I think she would LOVE it.

The Huntress Reacting to a Survivor Humming her Lullaby

So first of all she would just be going through the trial like she normally does (also side note in my head this is happening in the Red Forest map) peaking through trees to see if she can find any survivors.

She is humming her lullaby like she normally would when she starts to feel like it almost has an echo to it? Which confuses her because she has hummed this lullaby here a thousand times and has gotten used to the acoustics of the forest and had never noticed any type of echo before.

She would stop momentarily to listen for it and when she heard the tune continue without her lead she became incredibly perplexed.

She would start up again and stop periodically to see if she could determine the location of the mimicked sound, when eventually she comes upon a generator that is nearing completion.

Upon the discovery of the generator she also finds the source of the echo: the blonde survivor with the tattoos on her arm. What was her name again? Kate?

Huntress would simply stare at her with what anyone would only be able to interpret as shock, when Kate looked at her and said “Sorry if I was botherin’ you with that, I just think that melody is beautiful”.

Huntress would let a small smile cross her features before nodding down at her and continuing on her search for other survivors while resuming her tune, sparing Kate for the trial.

It would warm her heart to hear that they loved her lullaby as much as she did.

#This was so cute to think about #huntress deserves all the love #dead by daylight #dbd #dbd imagines #dbd imagines blog #dbd headcannons #dbd writing #dbd writing blog

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ohthepurehorror · 3 years

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Would it be okay if you wrote a second part about that one ask (reader putting their legs on their shoulders so they can escape aka face full of pussy) but with the huntress, michael, frank and one killer of your choice ? I would love to see their reaction (sfw or nsfw is up to you hun!)

Thank you 💕💜 ! Your writing is amazing 🥺💜

if you couldn’t tell by mikeys part i absolutely love writing for him please don’t attack me huntress and frank simps

im surprised that post got so much attention 😭 i did NOT like how it came out at all but i’m so grateful you guys liked it!!

i also changed the rules so now i usually do 3 characters instead of 4 and since i already have a few requests in regarding this concept i’ll just stick with the ones you requested if you don’t mind :))

if any of you are actually reading this part anna’s part in russia just means ‘what the??’

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Anna:

“Что за??”

The fine young lady you have your thighs around is both very flustered and very angry. How dare you shove your vagina in her face! If she could see and wasnt on the ground, you’d have a hatchet in your face!

Does the female equivalent of a Chad move and quickly grabs your ankle to yank you back over to her before pulling you down to have you lay on top of her, your face buried in her chest. You’re lucky she likes you a bit, or else you’d be dead sooner. You’ll still die this trial, but she just wants you to experience the emotions she just had the moment your crotch touched her face.

She’s still a bit fussy about the fact that you did that to her and made her feel like that, so she’ll tease you more than you did her, even if it wasn’t your intention. Even outside of trials you still hear that humming ringing in your ears as her hands make her way down your body, only for them to leave seconds later as she goes back to her own realm, leaving you pissed wanting more.

Michael Myers:

Not even an unstoppable force like him would expect to have thighs just about crushing his head as their crotch rubs up against the nose of his mask.

Michael has learned in his time in the Entity’s realm that everybody has come to be so predictable. Nothing could catch him off guard, and even if a survivor tried something different, if they tried to attack him, they’d do it just like everybody else would, and it made it too easy for the man in the white mask.

What you have just brought upon him though, is something he would have never expected in a million years. Who in their right mind would ever get this close to a killer just to save themselves? Well, you apparently. You thought that if you locked your thighs around the killers shoulders you would have enough bodily strength to unhook yourself. And while it worked, you had managed you get The Shape of Haddonfield on the ground and in complete shock, and arousal apparently. Looking behind your shoulder as you dash up the stairs, you weren’t expecting to see a tent in Michael’s pants which only seemed to make him angrier by the second.

Michael doesn’t have the courage to be mad at you after that trial. Not when the memory is almost engrained in his head. It keeps replaying every second you’re not in his sights. Your scent filling up his nostrils, your crotch almost grinding against his nose, his mouth. He would be mad at you for humiliating him like that, he would, but this feeling has been distracting him for too long, and he can’t pretend like it’s not any longer.

Frank Morrison:

Being the pervert that he is, he just about wishes you’d do it again.

Frank isn’t the most experienced killer in the realm, but he’d say compared to the survivors, he’s like a brick wall. They all suffer when they see the bloody smile that gets closer and closer the faster he runs, the faster he slashes. Compared to the survivors, he’s like a god.

Atleast that’s what he liked to think before your whole ass COOCH GOT IN HIS FACE. Frank is unfortunately not strong enough to tear you off his face, even with the Entity’s influence. Next thing he knows his ass his on the floor and your thighs give one last strong squeeze around his head before quickly jumping off him and sprinting up the stairs.

Did he just enter heaven for a second there?

Kinda just. Sits and stares at the fireplace for prolonged periods of time in Ormond. Are you into him? Or were you just trying to crush his skull with your thighs? I mean he would let you ngl He’d have to get more.. up close and personal for him to really know. You don’t know exactly what you’ve just don’t to Frank but you have an idea that you’ve resurrected his.. *choking noises* feelings *more choking noises*

Frank hates viewing himself as a soft guy that falls for every girl he meets but he can’t seem to help himself when your thighs wrap around his head once more

#not my writing #I love this!

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ohthepurehorror · 3 years

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I shall happily spam then! and never apologise for posting at weird times, gotta make that money man.

Aww thank you so much ☺️ I work overnights at a an Emergency Vet, so I’m basically dead during the day and a lot of times at night if I’m not working I’m playing actual dead by delight with my friends 😂 also sometimes mental health go in the toilet, so I appreciate your patience 💓

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ohthepurehorror · 3 years

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How do you think Nurse, Wraith and Huntress would react to a survivor deciding one trial to just try their best to make the killer laugh? Just doing anything they can, no matter how stupid, to get even a chuckle

Omg this is my favorite ask so far hands down, I LOVE this idea. Please make these poor babies smile they’ve been through a lot. Also, I’m not sure if you had a specific survivor in mind for these so I just wrote it like it could be any of them (although in my mind it’s always a bunny Feng because they constantly make me laugh as killer)

Nurse, Wraith, and Huntress reacting to a survivor trying to make them laugh

Nurse:

The trial would start just like normal, she would be going gloomily about her killing duties when she heard a noise come from behind one of the trees on the Macmillan Estate.

Instinctively assuming it was a survivor trying to sneak around her, she blinks behind the tree and finds no survivor but instead some words etched into the ground: Bill smells like cheese!

Oh, well that’s… odd.

She hears a shuffle and looks up to see who she assumed was the survivor who wrote the interesting message hold a finger over their nose and use the other finger to waft away Bill’s supposed cheese stench.

Nurse can’t help but chuckle a little at this, the first utterance of laughter she’s had in as long as she can remember.

The survivor shoots a thumbs up and begins running as per usual.

Nurse begins to follow, but she silently appreciates the small interaction.

*I’m sorry Bill mains I just really feel like he has to smell like Cheese 😞

Wraith:

Wraith is very calm and collected killer, he had the wherewithal to never lose his composure in a trial. Sure he can get frustrated at times, especially after being chain flashlight stunned over and over, but he would never break his calm exterior.

So why then, right now, was he struggling to hold back a laugh at the scene before him?

One of the survivors had walked right into him just as he left his stealth form, which was a frequent occurrence always leading to either him striking or a chase, or both.

But this survivor just started… walking around him in a circle?

He was about to get the first blow on them when he hesitated because they didn’t run away like usual, which confused him to no end.

The survivor then began crouching while circling him and pointing in every direction like some sort of weird ritual.

The ridiculous nature of the situation had Wraith holding back laughter because what the hell was happening?

The survivor would stop suddenly and nod at him, to which he responded with a head tilt and reluctant nod back.

The survivor then ran off to which Wraith finally let out a small chuckle.

Well… I guess a small break in monotony can’t hurt every now and then right?

Huntress:

This trial had only just started but it had already been a frustrating one.

3 gens had already been completed within no time at all and Huntress was out of axes after attempting to chase down 3 survivors at once.

She was slightly relieved to finally stumble upon a locker so she could grab more axes, but was a little surprised to find the fourth survivor in it.

Sure, it was common for them to hide in the lockers, but this survivor didn’t scream or panic or anything like normal.

Instead they put a finger to their lips and said “Shhh we have to be quiet miss Huntress, there is a rabbit in the woods that will only come out if it thinks I’m not here”

Huntress was confused as hell.

A what?? A rabbit? Did they not realize where they were right now?

The serious expression on the survivor’s face almost made her let out a chuckle. Was the survivor being serious? Did they know that she was having a bad trial and were attempting to cheer her up?

Either way, Huntress closed the locker back and walked to the one on the other side. She wasn’t going to let them off the whole trial, but she’d let them have their chance at seeing that rabbit for now.

*okay yeah there’s probably not rabbits just running around trial grounds but I don’t care, sue me.

#I wish there were rabbits #it’s not real bill slander relax #dbd headcannons #dbd #dbd imagines #dbd ask blog #the wraith #the nurse #the huntress

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ohthepurehorror · 3 years

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Headcanons on how the Legion reacted to seeing Jeff aka "that one dude that did that art piece at the lodge for us that one time" in the trials? Do you think they had any kind of negative reaction? Or did they just not care at all?

I love Jeff so much lmao he’s probably the survivor I’d actually get along with so well 😂 Also I wrote this from each member’s reaction after they go against him in a trial individually, but there’s like micro interactions for the other members in each as well, I hope that’s okay!

How The Legion Reacts to Seeing Jeff in the Realm

Frank:

Doesn’t recognize him at first lmao, he’s like who’s this Jesus looking mf???

After his first trial against him he starts to think he looks familiar so he brings it up to the group and Joey remembers him right after Frank describes him because Joey loved his art style.

Frank is kinda just like “cool I guess”.

He doesn’t really care one way or another, outside his group no one in the realm holds his attention enough to care.

May use it as ammo to taunt him in a trial if he’s feeling sadistic enough. Like “hey man, appreciate the logo but now I gotta stab the shit outta you”

Julie

Actually does recognize him when she goes against him in a trial for the first time, but only because she has a better memory than Frank, not because she actually really cares.

She’s probably the least artistic out of the group, so she appreciates that he did the design for them but that’s literally it.

Would treat him the same as any other survivor.

Joey

“Jeff bro wtf, you’re in this bitch too??”

Joey had a lot of respect for him before the Entity, as he was largely fond of his art style.

Joey is a very laid back kinda guy, but the first couple trials against Jeff he’d probably apologize for having to hurt/kill him.

“Hey man… I’m sorry about this shit but it is what it is”

Immediately tells everyone when he gets back to Mount Ormond and the only other person to actually react is Susie.

Susie

It startles her when she goes to check the gen in the killer shack and she sees him the first time.

Wait, wasn’t this that guy who did that logo for us at Ormond? Joey loved his art

Will spook him off the gen but let him run away.

Won’t necessarily let him escape but will go easier on him the first couple times she goes against him, consider it a courtesy from artist to artist.

She never figured she’d have to kill anyone she actually knew so it definitely takes her a few trials to mentally adjust to it.

#I hope you like :)#dbd #dbd imagines #dbd headcannons #jeff johansen #the legion #the legion headcannons #dbd ask blog

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ohthepurehorror · 3 years

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(prepare for slight spam of requests because i loved the Legion headcanons so much) Demogorgon headcanons! Are there any killers you can see becoming "friends" with the murder doge? I know fanon states that Susie and the demo-doge are besties but i'm curious

Omg no problem, please spam me 😂 also I am sorry for my weird posting schedule, I work weird hours 😅

This is adorable I definitely have a few killers that would have a soft spot for the doge ☺️

Demogorgon and the Other Killers!

Susie (obviously)

I literally think the first time she lays eyes on him she’s like ‘holy shit I don’t know what you are but we’re best friends now’

I feel like she would’ve wanted or had like a hedgehog or sugar glider or something before the realm because she loves pets but always wanted something different and when she sees Demo she’s like omg this is so much better than a hedgehog

She follows him around and confuses the hell out of him but he eventually accepts it and they will sit together and do nothing or he will sometimes watch her draw.

Huntress

I know this one seems weird because of her upbringing, but I think it would catch her off guard to be put in a situation where something so animalistic was an equal.

I think she would see how some of the other killers interact with him and become curious and eventually grow fond of him in almost a motherly way.

I especially think watching Susie interact with him would be strange to her but she would eventually join them to see why she spent so much time following him around.

It definitely takes time for her to get used to the idea, as pets aren’t something common where she is from, but eventually admits to herself that Demo is “cute”.

Hillbilly

I like to think that before his parents absolutely shattered this poor boy he had really wanted a pet.

He had developed the idea after everything that had happened to him that he never deserved anything and started to see the farm animals as an outlet, and for those reasons never pursued having a pet of his own.

I get a lot of serotonin from thinking that he asks Susie about why she hangs out with Demo and when she explains that he’s like a pet and she finds him adorable it confuses him because a lot of people would probably find Demo’s appearance off putting, much like his own, but Susie would tell him that it doesn’t matter and he can still be adorable too.

Wraith

I think it would be cute if when Phillip was a boy he had an animal companion that he would look for or that would come see him from time to time

It would’ve been one of the only things he could find any joy in growing up with all of the bloodshed around him, and seeing some of the other killers interact with Demo as a pet would remind him of that sliver of happiness he can draw from his childhood

#i really hope these are okay #dbd headcannons #dbd imagines #dbd ask blog #dbd #demogorgon #wraith #Susie #the legion #hillbilly #huntress

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This is gonna be a few quick fire questions. But! Are we allowed to reblog your writing/headcanon stuff? and! is there a limit to how many requests someone can send in at a time?

Absolutely you can reblog my stuff! 💓 and as of right now there’s no request limit :)

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Any headcanons on what the other 3 Legion do when 1 of them gets called away for a Trial? (An example: if Joey got grabbed by the Entity, what would Susie, Julie and Frank do while he was gone?)

AHH I’m so happy someone asked me this 😂 I actually think about it a lot. Also tysm for requesting I appreciate you 💓

How The Legion Act When 1 Member is at a Trial

If Frank Gets Called

I like to think that it would be a lot more relaxed while he’s away at a trial. Like obviously they all care about him, but I picture him being very high strung and sort of driving a lot of tension (even if not intentionally) throughout the group. He is also 100% an instigator.

They would probably enjoy the calmness for a while, but I’d imagine that if it were a particularly long trial they would eventually start to get bored and want the ✨spice✨ back in their presence.

Julie is 100% the least reluctant to admit that she misses him when he’s gone and never says it aloud but Joey and Susie just know.

Susie is very easily stressed, as she has a lot of anxiety and there’s no ✨medication✨ in the Entity’s realm, so when she does have some time away from Frank it does her mind good, even though she does care about him a lot.

Joey is probably indifferent. He cares about Frank but knows he’ll be back and honestly enjoys having a little quiet when he can get it.

I like to think that Joey and Susie would do art together and try to get Julie involved since Frank will sometimes make fun of them for all the artistic stuff (even though he thinks it’s badass but won’t admit it).

If Julie Gets Called

Julie is definitely the mom of the group, even if not always functionally, so when she is in a trial shit kinda hits the fan.

Frank is gonna start annoying the hell out of Joey and Susie because he can and Julie won’t be there to tell him to fuck off.

This is going to probably push one or both of them over the edge of it ends up being a long trial for Julie.

I can definitely see Susie just getting absolutely fed up with Frank’s antics and yelling at him like once and him and Joey both go dead silent until Julie comes back because Susie never yells.

Joey would probably not have to yell, but would give him one of those ‘I’m so fucking serious if you don’t stop I’m going to absolutely gut you’ kinda looks and Frank has had enough experience to know that he means it.

If Joey Gets Called

I feel like Joey is actually super fucking funny, but in the smart humor kinda way, like if you’re not listening specifically for him to say something you’ll miss it, but if you hear it you’ll literally think it’s the funniest shit ever. So when Joey is in a trial everyone misses his quick little jabs of humor and find themselves laughing less.

Frank feels outnumbered when Joey is gone and he is not a fan of it.

The girls are probably eating up every minute of it because they are going to relentlessly harass Frank. I can totally see Susie convincing Julie to paint on him when he takes a nap and that kinda shit.

Frank is a little bit of a pushover when Joey isn’t there because he doesn’t feel like he has to be all manly and shit but he won’t ever admit that. He will threaten the girls for fucking with him, but no way in hell will he carry out.

However, if it’s a long trial Frank is gonna lose his shit. Definitely gonna be overly happy when Joey comes back but will try to play it cool even though Joey can totally tell.

If Susie Gets Called

The morale of the group definitely declined while Susie is in a trial, even though the only one who would ever say so is Julie.

Susie is always the one who keeps spirits up with creative stuff for the group to do to keep them from losing their shit while in the realm, so when she is gone the rest don’t really know what to do when themselves.

Julie is gonna be the most obviously down, because Susie and her are so close. She will probably keep to herself because she knows talking to the others (especially Frank) won’t make her feel the same as if Susie was there.

Frank and Joey are both going to seem fine. Frank will probably make some shitty jokes in an attempt to lighten the mood but then realize that Susie is the only one who ever pity laughs at them. Joey usually will say stuff to make Susie laugh when he can tell she’s feeling anxious or uncomfortable, so he will be more quiet since she isn’t there.

There’s an instant change in their moods when she does return.

A/N: I hope this was okay 🥺

#I really hope this is okay idk I feel like everything I write SUCKS #I’m so boring lol help #dbd #legion #the legion #the legion headcannons #Frank #Joey #Susie #Julie #frank morrison #dbd headcannons #dbd imagines #dbd ask blog

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