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darkdevasofdestruction · 2 years

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helloooo, i absolutely adored the fanfics you wrote about kazan and danny🥺 could i request one where pyramid head is just really whipped for and in love with the survivor! reader but he doesnt know how to announce it to them so he brings her random ,,gifts" in and outside the trials and protecting her bc well, im pretty sure he cant speak so he doesnt really have any other options on how to express his feelings??

I’m so happy that you liked those! I hope you’ll like this one as well! <3

As soon as Pyramid Head saw you for the first time, when you were sent in a trial with him, he stopped dead in his tracks and stared at you.

Your soul was so bright and beautiful that he couldn’t help but want to approach you and protect you for the rest of your life.

Of course, with his scary appearance and that big-ass sword of his, you got frightened out of your mind and ran the hell away out of there.

Since then, Pyramid Head started chasing you during every trial - But you soon realised that he never harmed you, even if he reached you.

He always let you go, if the gates were opened, or would guide you to the hatch and would watch you escape to safety.

This made you realise that he, for some reason, didn’t want to harm you, so out of the trial, you went to confront him.

So you went to the Killer Camp and as soon as he noticed you, he got up from the log and made his way towards you, very menacingly - But that was to intimidate the other killers and keep them away from you.

You wanted to talk to him, but when he wouldn’t answer, you realised there was no way he could communicate properly, so you were at a great loss.

That is, until he signed for you to stay there while he left for a short period of time - And once he returned, he unexpectedly... Put a small, white flower in your hair.

You were absolutely flabbergast and had no idea how to react, but once he turned around and walked towards the camp, you called out a loud ‘THANK YOU’ to him.

He stopped for a second, then he continued to walk.

Since then, you noticed massive differences during your trials.

None of the killers even dared approach you, let alone try to hook or mori you.

Hell, some of them were even afraid to look at you - You saw them run away as soon as they got in your proximity, even if you were working on a gen!

Mostly, the human Killers were affected by this, and they were terrified out of your mind of you, yet you had no idea why!

After a few trials where you were the only one that got out of there alive, thanks to the killer’s mercy of showing you the hatch, you decided to go see Pyramid Head at his Camp and see if he had anything to do with this.

When you got there and saw the big man get up, and some of the smaller killers started shuddering and inching away from him - It was definitely a sight to behold.

Seeing the Pyramid killer in front of you, towering over you, you realised that you had no idea how you were going to ask him about this issue, so you started chuckling nervously - Until the man put his hand on your shoulder and had you follow him deep into the forest.

You’ve never been deep into the forest, especially not alone, but for some reason, you felt rather... Safe with him by your side.

You reacher a clearing that had little fog around but was surrounded by a few wild flowers - It was a beautiful place to be at, all things considered.

It made you smile.

As you sat down on the grass, he signed for you to wait for him, and when he returned, he was holding something in his arms, and knelt in front of you.

He was holding a white bunny that he put in your lap for you to pet and take care of.

You were so speechless that you couldn’t help but look up at the Killer in awe - And you smiled sweetly, holding the bunny dearly in your embrace.

“Thank you”

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gatorbites-imagines · 2 years

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Kinktober day 9

Pyramid head + Marking (Hickeys, bruises, etc)

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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toci-slasher · 2 years

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Imagine) Pyramid Head x Exhausted Reader!GN-R

!GN-R = Gender Neutral Reader

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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sharksnshakes · 2 years

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Survivor! Reader Being Used As A Shield! HCs - Pyramid Head

Pyramid Head isn’t in Silent Hill anymore, but it won’t stop him from exacting justice where he sees fit.

A/N; i wish i was built like that. anyway. since pyramid head’s whole thing is justice, i think he’d step in if he saw one survivor be betrayed by another. inspired by this post!!

Wordcount; 496

TW; dead by daylight typical violence, mentions of injury, mentions of blood, death, a few curse words, disturbing themes

Nobody is the fog is particularly friendly, but you hadn’t expected your teammate to shove you directly into Pyramid Head’s path.

His blade arcs through the air, sending you to the ground from the sheer force behind his blow. Great! Now you’ve been stabbed in the back and in the front!

Surprisingly enough, the killer doesn’t strike again. In fact, as he pulls the blade from you, you swear he’s more confused than you are.

He stands there for a moment--if he had a face, it’d probably be screwed up in some hard to read expression--before hefting the massive blade over his shoulder and storming off. Storming off after your teammate, more specifically.

Is he toying with you?

Is he saving you for last?

You don’t know, and quite frankly, you don’t care; you’ve got an opportunity to find the escape hatch and you’re sure as hell gonna take it.

Not long into your search, you hear a scream. Distantly, you recognize it as your teammate’s. Huh. Maybe it’s kismet.

A little while after that, another one of your teammates starts to scream, too... and within minutes, all of your team has been Mori’d. It seems that the Executioner has picked them off one by one, and judging by the volume and duration of the screams you heard, it was pretty damn brutal.

That’s when heavy footsteps thunder behind you.

There’s a telltale drag of the killer’s blade against the ground, tearing up the earth in its path; he’s upon you in a minute, grabbing you by the scruff of your neck and hoisting you over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes.

Pyramid Head is absolutely soaked in crimson. The metallic stench slaps you in the face, and as he carries you, it almost feels like he’s trying to... hold you steady?

You’re far too wounded to put up a fight, figuring he’ll hook you ASAP. But he stalks past several hooks, not bothering to hang you up on one, and stops abruptly.

Will the Executioner’s going to kill you once and for all?

You can’t see much from where you’re positioned, but hear his blade fall to the ground with a dull thunk. There’s a creaking noise, you feel the muscles in the killer’s back shift, and another dull thud follows the first.

Pyramid Head reaches back, pulling you from his shoulder effortlessly. You hang in the air for a moment, taking stock of the situation: you can finally see where you are... and the killer’s brought you right to the escape hatch!

He’s a sight to behold, drenched in sticky blood and watching you (that is, if he even has eyes). After a long moment, he quite literally tosses you into the hatch.

The next thing you know, you’re staring at the campfire, wounds perfectly healed.

...Weird. Not that you’re complaining.

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alexmercer2424 · 2 years

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Howdy! Could I request some friendship headcanons with pyramid head and nemesis? Like, this small skittish human just wandering around silent hill/raccoon city and these monsters of men are just like, “You’re my friend now c:”. Reader is just startled/confused as to what’s happening, but at least they got a new body guard!

Nemesis & Pyramid Head w/ a Smol Friend

Nemesis

You weren’t STARS and you weren’t infected so he didn’t bother with killing you

Why you kept following him, he didn’t exactly know

At first he ignored it, continued on with his duties to eliminate his targets, make sure nothing got in his way

(Which you weren’t, you usually stayed behind him or to his side, he never felt that got in the way of his work)

It wasn’t until you got in trouble by one of the infected did he react

For some odd reason he saved you, which surprised the both of you no doubt

But from then on he made sure to keep a closer eye on you

Usually when things got too dangerous you’d run and hide some place, some place he used to not know since he didn’t care

But now he may offer aid in helping you hide in a secure location

Or depending on what the danger is, may put you on his shoulder/back to walk through

When there isn’t any issue, the streets long abandoned by now by those alive and the dead wandering wherever to amass

Nemesis tends to get a little more confused on what to do with you

Sometimes you wander and he just waits, has no idea what you’re doing but he assumes it’s for your own survival

Sometimes you don’t go far and he ends up staring at you because he assumes you need to do something

He’s not exactly meant as something to take care of another living being he’s the opposite so he doesn’t exactly know how to provide you with what even if you expressed it

If you ever need his help with things like moving barricades, breaking down doors, opening locked storages he can help

But with the whole eating thing an apple and a rat are the same thing to him, both are biodegradable and safe for consumption… to a degree…

He watches you drink water but sometimes fails to understand the water gathered in locations from rain isn’t always the safest be it infected with blood or just dirty from infrastructure

So when you run off to get those things for yourself since he’s not the greatest at it

Nemesis does enjoy watching you

Thinks you skittering about is entertaining, so careful, so cautious

It’s like having a small pet

Just one he can’t accidentally kill unless you somehow get under his feet

Pyramid Head

He had no interest in you

He was busy with other things, keeping order in Silent Hill, to pass judgement

And you had nothing for him to judge

You weren’t part of the cult church, ostracizing the other locals just for not being a part of their cult

You were someone meant to come here to face their past selves, face the decisions they made and the results of it

Really, he had no idea why you were here or how you ended up here (he doesn’t understand the concept of lost tourists lol)

You stayed away from him for a long while, tho he did notice you especially when night came and he did his routes

Watched you panic as you tried to hide from all the other monsters of Silent Hill

And for the longest time that wasn’t his problem

Until one day, if you reminded him of Alessa, that girl bullied by the terrible people of this town

Or maybe you reminded him of Vatiel, his leader and who he responds to

Whatever it was, one night as you scattered, he slowly made his way after you

He wasn’t trying to be menacing, just walking, but you still ran at first

But you got cornered and he caught up, watching as you screamed and ran back towards him from the monsters actually looking to harm you

You never did get far tho as he caught you instead, carrying you awkwardly by the waist under his arm as he worked to swing his knife with one arm

When your threat was gone he had grabbed you by the shirt, lifting you in front of his face for him to finally observe you closely

Without a word or threatening body language, he sat you back on the ground and petted your head

From then on you followed him and he went back to ignoring your presence

The only time he acknowledged you was if you were in danger or if you tried to wander too far

No building was to be entered without him and you weren’t allowed to go ahead of him and round corners

You may be new to Silent Hill but he’s not

And the dangers that linger in the shadows can be more dangerous than himself, especially if there’s many

So tho he may ignore you for the most part, he has to admit it’s nice having you around

Something less murderous and something much less sinful

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diejager · 7 months

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Can u do pyramid head fucking n overstimulating reader in a headlock?

Like his arms are fucking massive so imagine how good it’d feel to have one around your throat while he absolutely rails you😭

Headlock Cw: smut, overstimulation, creampie, headlock, tell me if I missed any.

You struggled against him, nails digging into his arm forearm, wailing out in pure bliss. You jerked forward with every hard thrust of Pyramid Head’s thick cock, his bulbous head ramming against your spongy cervix. He held you still, his strong arm curving over your neck with a vice. He never faltered even as he drove in and out of you, standing still on two muscle-bound legs that you doubted would buckle under his fast and rough pace.

The veins that ran from the base, over the fat middle of his cock and to the tip felt heavenly with the slight curve upwards, rubbing your spongy walls. You rolled your hips, legs kicking wildly under you while you squirmed, crying out for him for something. You didn’t know anymore, one second you’d be craving his cock, drooling and moaning for more, and the other second, you’d beg for him to stop, plead your case from your soft and tender cunt.

Your cunt pulsed, a loud beat that echoed in your head, it throbbed with a striking warmth, almost painful but never hurting. You came one too many times, slick dripping down heavy balls and his sculpted thighs. He proudly growled in your ear, hips slapping against your ass with loud, wet sounds. He revelled in your cries and mewls, your begging only egged him on to fuck you.

“Please! T-too much!”

He loved the sound of your voice, the high squeaks and your broken voice. You were his drug, something he couldn’t get enough of. It left him wanting and wanting, there was always more he wanted to have. The difference between you both was something he salivated at, that made his cock grow hard and leaky, your soft and round limbs, your shorter stature and your weaker strength. It played on his instincts, it attracted him to the more vulnerable.

His chest rumbled with a soothing growl, still thrusting with an erratic pace and a throbbing cock. He breathed out in short puffs, arm tightening around you as fast as your walls tightened around him, milking him for all his worth for a third time. His balls contracted, his body shaking as he came, slamming into you even as his tip spurted cum, painting your warm walls white with monstrous cum.

You shook, body trembling in his arms, gasping for air as you rode your nth climax, loosing count of the number of times Pyramid Head made you come on his fingers, his tongue and his cock. You couldn’t feel your legs, the loud beat in your ears deafening you to the world and you monstrous lover.

“Are- are we done?”

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b-00-biez · 7 months

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I feel like pyramid head would have a super high s*x drive after the first time of doing the deed with his s/o.

Like he goes from being sweet with his s/o to then absolutely destroying them. As he should

Imagine Pyramid head helping you get supplies for food and water while also protecting you from the vile creature of silent Hill. At night though he has your legs hooked up on his wide shoulders as you spread your legs open for him. He has you all stretched and lubed up for his massive and heavy cock. You could feel every vein and his tip probing at your entrance, the foreplay still not enough to prepare you for how absolutely abusive he was to your poor hole. You can only think of the sound of his occasional grunts and the squeak of the makeshift mattress underneath you supporting both your weights. It was a long night of you babbling and moaning like the slut that you are and it was music to him, maybe he will keep you awhile longer as his cocksleeve

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airbendertendou · 1 year

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safety [of a killer’s arms]

gender neutral reader. no killer in mind so they/them pronouns used. killer is bigger / taller than reader [bc they're a lil monstorous it makes sense in my mind]

synopsis : an unnamed survivor [he/him] makes you feel sour - for lack of better words. one trial, you find yourself running to the murderer instead of away.

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he always made you uncomfortable. sliding up beside you at the campfire ; his hands lingering when he patched you up ; sly nicknames that made your skin crawl. with a gulp, you flinch as the generator you’re working on finished, lighting up the spot you were hiding at.

taking in a deep breath, you stand and slowly observe your surroundings. the lack of a heartbeat and chilling feeling of being watched was absent — you were safe for now. you tread along carefully, eyes peeled for any sudden movements.

“[name],” the hairs on your arms prickle just at the sound of his voice. you don’t turn — you only continue moving forward. “we’ll be safer together. come stand with me.”

you ignore him. lips parted, your breathing struggles to steady as panic starts to build up. you can hear his feet shuffle behind you ; he’s starting to speed up to catch you. “[name], come on! it’s only us now.”

it sounds like a threat. his tone is reassuring, words light and airy, but it still feels like threat. it’s only the two of you ; no one else around. you gulp again, speeding up just a little more. he lets out what sounds like a laugh, “are we playing a little cat and mouse game?”

“go find another gen,” you call out over your shoulder. you quicken your pace a bit more, “we can still win this.”

“i did win, [name].” he lets out another laugh — it sounds menacing ; dark. everything a survivor shouldn’t be. “i’ve got you, all to my self.”

your heartbeat picks up, pounding in your ears. on the edge of a sprint now, you can see the killer of this trial in the distance. you speed up more, ignoring the muffled curse behind you as you barrel straight into their arms.

a vice grip is around their torso. arms around their waist, you bury your head into their neck as your breath leaves in panicked pants. “jus’ kill me,” you whimper out. “please.”

their hands are raised above them, weapon still poised from when they prepared to swing it at you. curiously, their eyes fly to where you came from ; to where your fellow survivor had now made himself known.

“[name],” you whimper at the sound of his voice. his eyebrows furrow, playful smile falling from his face and growing stern. “let them go. now.”

“he won’t leave me alone.” you whisper it into their chest as you burrow further into them. “watching me. waiting for me. touching me. i— he won’t leave me alone.”

their hands had fallen to your hips now, peeling you away from their torso. you whimper again but relax when they pull you behind them. just what had this man done — what had he made you feel — that was so bad you looked to a murderer for comfort? for safety?

he lets out a huff, taking a step closer. you mold yourself into their back in retaliation. “[name], come on. we have to win this game. jus’ you an’ me now.”

you want to scream at him. want to cry and yell and hit him until he stops talking ; until he stops eyeing you so desperately and hungrily. phantom fingers dance on your thighs, reminding you of the hidden touches he’d take from you ; careful whispers echo in your ears of the things he’d do to you once you were alone.

you couldn’t go with him ; refused to.

the killer of the trial made a show of raising their weapon again before they flung it toward him, hitting him directly in the chest. with a small oof!, he falls to the floor before struggling to get back up. as he limps away, he glares at you and it feels more sinister than the heart beating in your ears.

“safe.” it’s a promise. your killer pats your shoulders as gently as they can, moving you so that you’re a little more hidden. they crouch so that your eyes look into theirs, “safe.”

stay here, and you’ll stay safe. i’ll take care of him while i’m gone.

the breath of relief you let out is immediate. and it’s so stupid — how secure you do feel with someone who’s life revolves around murder. but, compared to the creeping touches and lingering gazes of your fellow survivor, they are a safe haven.

they come back after a scream of terror hits the area you’re in, drenched in blood and almost skipping with joy. gently, your hand is looped into theirs as they tug you along the map.

“home,” they say. “take you home.”

and so you’re lead to the hatch, lowered into it because your legs are too shaky to handle your own weight. before you fall, your fingers grip onto the edge of it and you peer up at the killer once more. your lower lip trembles, “thank you. i can’t say it enough — thank you.”

every trial with them after that feels gooey — warm — as you’re always saved for last and treated less harshly than the others. he never looks at you again ; instead he shakes in fear at the thought of you and the giant bodyguard you’d acquired.

lingering gazes come from outside of the campfire now — but they make you feel protected and watched over ; safe. they always manage to make you feel safe.

idk where this came from so don't even ask hehe <<33 tagging it w killers i thinlk would act like this but you can always add your fave <3 airbendertendou © do not copy, plagiarize, repost, or translate my content on any platform. if you see my content under any other name than my own, let me know. i only have this tumblr and an ao3 account under the same name.

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gazkerber · 9 months

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...Why does Goromi look so good wearing Maria's outfit from Silent Hill 2?

Obligatory Kiryu as James Sunderland lol

...The monsters don't stand a chance 😂

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mundoperla · 2 years

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𝘿𝘽𝘿 𝙠𝙞𝙡𝙡𝙚𝙧𝙨 𝙛𝙞𝙣𝙙𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙨𝙪𝙧𝙫𝙞𝙫𝙤𝙧 𝙨/𝙤 “𝙧𝙚𝙡𝙞𝙚𝙫𝙞𝙣𝙜” 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙢𝙨𝙚𝙡𝙫𝙚𝙨 𝙖𝙛𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙜𝙚𝙩𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙝𝙪𝙧𝙩. (help)

DBD killers x Gender Neutral S/O

⭒☆━━━━━━━━━━━━☆⭒

— Getting cut up wasn’t stopping you from having a quick minute to yourself. Little did you know that you had a front row audience to your little show.

[ characters included;; pyramid head, herman carter, caleb quinn, ji-woon hak & danny johnson ]

⚠️⚠️ [tw(s);; wounds, messing with said wounds for trickster, general nsfw, dub-con, trickster being freaky with your wounds, trickster is his own warning tbh, mentions of killer inflicted cuts, full on devils tango with trickster & ghostie😔deathslinger jerks off to you🧍‍♂️] ⚠️⚠️

ppl who know me irl im so sorry if ur seeing this

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𝕻𝖞𝖗𝖆𝖒𝖎𝖉 𝕳𝖊𝖆𝖉—𝕿𝖍𝖊 𝕰𝖝𝖊𝖈𝖚𝖙𝖎𝖔𝖓𝖊𝖗

⋆｡°✩ You were one of the last two survivors in the match, his sights were set on Jonah but another sound caught his attention.

⋆｡°✩ Straying away from the pools of blood and scratch marks, he followed the low grunts coming from behind one of the boulders surrounding the Macmillan Estate.

⋆｡°✩ How you couldn’t hear his heavy breathing before is wild, even after he had caught you in such a.. provocative position…

⋆｡°✩ The back of your shirt was shredded & only hanging on by a thread. The large gash on your back displayed for him and the world to see. You had cuts all over your abdomen and chest. The more you contorted the more pain you felt. That was irrelevant right now.

⋆｡°✩ Your other hand was lost between your legs, but Pyra could see the mess that was dripping onto the floor beneath where you were hunched over. You weren’t good at suppressing your voice.

⋆｡°✩ His pants grew tighter the more he stood there and silently watched you. Maybe he could grumble a bit to get your attention? You would have thought his breathing would’ve gotten your attention by now.

⋆｡°✩ There was obvious appeal to him, he 𝙇𝙊𝙑𝙀𝙎 the visuals of you being all cut up. Especially since it was his doing. How he wasn’t immediately acting out to fulfill his desires was incredible.

⋆｡°✩ The last generator had been popped, frustration plastered itself on your face. Jonah wasn’t gonna linger and wait for you in the first place so you’d better get going. You can finish this some other time.

⋆｡°✩ You gathered yourself together, pulling your bottoms back up, ready to go up to one of the exits to leave the trial.

⋆｡°✩ He was still standing there. Not a muscle had moved since he found you.

⋆｡°✩ Did he.. did he see.. was he watching you this whole time ?!

⋆｡°✩ You dashed past him trying to avoid the paranoia and embarrassment that was flooding your mind, but he still didn’t budge.

⋆｡°✩ You and Jonah escaped **relatively** fine, there were more med kits at the campfire for the two of you to get bandaged back up. That encounter with the executioner was something you didn’t plan on sharing with anyone else for as long as you remained in the fog.

⋆｡°✩ Pyra returned to the killer’s campfire as silent as usual. Ignoring the more lively killer’s advances to try and interact, he couldn’t get you off of his mind. Would you skitter off and do that again if he sliced you with his blade?

⋆｡°✩ Hopefully the entity would give him another opportunity to test that theory out soon.

𝕯𝖆𝖓𝖓𝖞 𝕵𝖔𝖍𝖓𝖘𝖔𝖓—𝕿𝖍𝖊 𝕲𝖍𝖔𝖘𝖙𝖋𝖆𝖈𝖊

⋆｡°✩ There’s only four generators left; most (if not all of) your friends are on death hook and/or injured.

⋆｡°✩ Going up against Ghostface was never easy, he was good at what he did, and it was something new with him every time.

⋆｡°✩ He was especially good at tearing you down no matter how big of a fight you put up.

⋆｡°✩ You and Nea were in chase, the two of you were badly injured but healing felt impossible with how quickly he’d locate you and the others.

⋆｡°✩ Nea had shoved you out of the way so you could make some distance, leaving her alone in this chase wasn’t something you wanted to do, but you’d rather get out of here a bit battered and bruised than dead.

⋆｡°✩ Your entire body was burning with how badly beaten up you were, you were exhausted from the nonstop running, your shoulders ached from being thrown onto the rusty hooks of coldwind farm, and most importantly? you’re sexually frustrated.

⋆｡°✩ The only completed generator rumbled from the inside of the barn, lights blaring down on the metal fences surrounding it. Limping over towards the piles of unused hay that sat in front of a nearby window for a quick escape if needed.

⋆｡°✩ Shimmying out of your jeans and underwear, you quickly got to work. You wouldn’t take too long, right ?

⋆｡°✩ Nea had just gotten mori’d & Dwight hooked for the last time. It was just you and Quentin who remained in the trial. Danny was saving you for last, you were his obsession after all.

⋆｡°✩ You had lost track of how much time you spent in the haystacks, Quentin had just died yet you stayed quivering in your spot, your hand felt tired but you 𝙣𝙚𝙚𝙙𝙚𝙙 some kind of relief.

⋆｡°✩ Danny searched for you after he finished your final teammate, but he couldn’t find you. No matter how much he retraced his steps and looked underneath tables and searched every locker, you remained unfound.

⋆｡°✩ Hatch had spawned right outside shack, but you weren’t there to make him watch you leave either. He could of just closed it so the exits gates would open and the timer would start, but something told him not to do that.

⋆｡°✩ Confusion clouded his mind until he had done another quick pass of the barn, low sighs echoing past the thin walls.

⋆｡°✩ 𝙊𝙝? Is this where you’ve been hiding from him this whole time? Crouching close to the ground, he had began to sneakily wander the abandoned building whilst following your low grunts.

⋆｡°✩ Peaking from behind one of the hay bales, he found you. He sat still for a moment, trying to process what it was you were doing.

⋆｡°✩ Oh. OHHHHHH THATS WHAT YOU’RE DOING????

⋆｡°✩ How long has it been since he’s touched himself? He can’t remember either. Time in the entity’s realm felt like an eternity…

⋆｡°✩ There’s an endless amount of time for him to eliminate entire survivor teams, maybe he’d let you get hatch in exchange for some relief too.

⋆｡°✩ His movements were quick and he had no issue vocalizing to you about what he wanted once he had you pinned. Glad to know that you were also on board for such a grand exchange!

⋆｡°✩ The grip he had on your hips was tight, your legs caging him inside, the two of you needed this more than anything.

⋆｡°✩ With every thrust you had the wind knocked out of you, he had no intention of being soft with you in that moment. You had no complaints of course, he began whining into your chest how gorgeous you looked with his marks all over your arms and legs; how he wanted to tough you up even more than he had already.

⋆｡°✩ You guys had gone at it for what felt like hours, you even got the privilege to see the bottom half of his face when he pulled his mask up so he could bite and suck at your neck and chest. Your fellow survivors back at the fire were wondering where you were. Danny only had Ji-Woon and Frank to question where he was back at the killer’s camp, nobody else really paid attention to him.

⋆｡°✩ Your little “session” had came to an end, the walk to the hatch was mostly silent with the exception of Danny cracking a joke to fill the air around you.

⋆｡°✩ With a quick smack on the ass he gave you a quick goodbye and ran off somewhere on the map giggling manically. You resorted to 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 for human contact? Bless your heart..

𝕮𝖆𝖑𝖊𝖇 𝕼𝖚𝖎𝖓𝖓—𝕿𝖍𝖊 𝕯𝖊𝖆𝖙𝖍𝖘𝖑𝖎𝖓𝖌𝖊𝖗

⋆｡°✩ God fucking dammit.

⋆｡°✩ You hated going up against The Deathslinger, he was precise, quick, efficient, and honestly a bit charming.

⋆｡°✩ There was some type of tension between the two of you, the long pauses when he’d catch you with his speargun just to eye you down before letting you run off, the whistles when he’d catch you bent over to rummage chests, it was obvious to anyone in y’all’s radius that he found you attractive.

⋆｡°✩ Every trial you had with him you came out with a scar from a wound he inflicted himself, to be quite honest? you liked having these little reminders of him on your body.

⋆｡°✩ This trial with him went no different than the last, your arms were so badly cut up and you had bruises where the butt of the speargun had wacked you earlier. Your sweat mixing inside your wounds wasn’t helping either. Nobody had brought a medkit nor circle of healing so you had to rely on your teammates, yet none of them were to be found after spreading out when the killer had appeared.

⋆｡°✩ Did Caleb get to them already? There’s no way that could be the case.. But with how he kills others so quickly there is always a possibility.

⋆｡°✩You were getting stressed out, none of your teammates were to be found, you’re too paranoid to even touch a gen because you’re injured, too much is going on all at once and you can’t take it anymore.

⋆｡°✩ ❝I need to jerk off.❞

⋆｡°✩ Garden of Joy had a dark room in the main house, it wasn’t far from where you stood so you made your way there.

⋆｡°✩ You could just barely see your hands when you entered the room, but the red light shining in from the hallway made this sequence of actions much more sensual.

⋆｡°✩ Your one good hand migrated down to unbutton your jeans, past your underwear and immediately towards your sex.

⋆｡°✩ Your back was pressed against the lockers and your mind was full of fog. Nothing mattered in your short moments of bliss.

⋆｡°✩ Caleb lingered in the next room over, he’d cleared your entire team long ago and now it was just the two of you left in the map. He searched for the hatch just so he could properly bring you to it instead of slaughtering you like the last person.

⋆｡°✩ Originally there to sit and ponder for a moment before resuming his search, became something else much quicker. He didn’t plan on making his presence known to you, instead he decided to join you from his current spot.

⋆｡°✩ Unbuckling his belt and removing his pants with haste, he took a slow & steady speed with his hand. He makes no noise as to not disturb or startle you. You must want him badly the way you’re touching yourself after his usual antics.

⋆｡°✩ Hearing you whimper out his name is pushing him over the edge, he wants to go in there and take you himself but he just wants to keep what’s going on currently.

⋆｡°✩ His body feels so hot, he’s getting closer to his release and by the way you’re whining so are you. Low grunts escape his lips, his hot seed coating his fist along with a small patch on his pants. He’d have to change real soon once this match ended.

⋆｡°✩ You’d just finished too, pulling your pants up and making your way to the doorway just to be immediately faced with Caleb just as you turned the corner. That same shit eating grin stretched across his face.

⋆｡°✩ ❝Wished we coulda’ done more while yer’ here, but let’s get’cha down to the hatch. ❞

𝕵𝖎-𝖂𝖔𝖔𝖓 𝕳𝖆𝖐—𝕿𝖍𝖊 𝕿𝖗𝖎𝖈𝖐𝖘𝖙𝖊𝖗

⋆｡°✩ He’s toying with you and has no intention on stopping any time soon.

⋆｡°✩ He wishes he had his phone on him so he could record your wonderful screams for a new song!

⋆｡°✩ You’re wandering aimlessly through Midwich, your pants and shirt are basically shredded. Small cuts litter every part of your body like one big morbid tattoo, every time you move it’s that same stinging sensation that pushes you closer to tears.

⋆｡°✩ He’s so annoying. He doesn’t even bother taking the knives that still stick into the muscles of your thighs when he downs & hooks you. Then complains how quickly he runs out of the luminescent blades even though he’ll waste them by tossing them around the place before actually aiming someone down.

⋆｡°✩ Despite your internal protests to keep moving, you came to a stop in one of the classrooms towards the very back of the building.

⋆｡°✩ You had a medkit on you so you could bandage up your deeper wounds, but what purpose did these knives serve you now? The Trickster definitely wasn’t gonna come back for them in the first place.

⋆｡°✩ You tucked one into your back pocket, maybe decisive strike with an actual blade would be much more efficient.

⋆｡°✩ He’s had these knives long before the fog had taken him, fans would go crazy to have one of these knives in their possession. 𝙏𝙃𝙀 Trickster’s knives, not some cheap replica of them — but the real deal. One that his actual hands had touched.

⋆｡°✩ He was kind of cute now that you thought about it. If you removed his… murderous behaviors then he’d be pretty cool. Maybe.

⋆｡°✩ Fans across the world would kill to be in your place, especially when he would sling you over his broad shoulders, his large hand tight on your back to ensure you don’t wiggle free. Being as close to someone of such high importance is so strange, but you feel so special when he’s man handling you.

⋆｡°✩ He probably only saw you as another survivor and nothing more, but you could live with that. Having him as the main material for your private sessions wasn’t gonna kill either of you.

⋆｡°✩ Stupid. Stupid. Stupid. He was so stupid but here you are, folding at the thought of him yanking you away from generators and tossing you around like you’re nothing.

⋆｡°✩ Strutting down the hallway in yet another outfit the entity had gifted him, freshly stained after attacking the rest of your team. He hadn’t seen you in a minute, so of course he had to go out looking for you~!

⋆｡°✩ He’d reached the very end of the hallway, prepared to turn back around he caught a glimpse of your jacket in one of the doorways.

⋆｡°✩ Aww, why were you hiding ? Didn’t you wanna see him ?

⋆｡°✩ Swinging through the doorway fully prepared to wack you with his usual weapon, he got a good eyeful of what you were really doing.

⋆｡°✩ Now you’ve got him interested, you’re ready for him to knock you unconscious so you can briefly forget this moment of embarrassment and be immediately brought back to the campfire, but you aren’t given that gracious of an exit.

⋆｡°✩ He won’t shut the fuck up, palming himself through the leather material of his pants whilst degrading you.

⋆｡°✩ It’s turning you on even more, there’s no way he’s unaware of this effect he has on you.

⋆｡°✩ You’re this desperate for him that you’re getting off to the idea of him tossing you around? Hurting you even? How pathetic of you.

⋆｡°✩ But since he’s so kind, he’ll help you with your little issue. Unfortunately for you, this douchebag is fucking you completely stupid.

⋆｡°✩ He’s gripping onto your arms as hard as possible to ensure your little cuts will sting some more, occasionally shoving his cock into your mouth to watch the cut on your cheek stretch open more and more.

⋆｡°✩ He’ll keep you here for as long as the entity allows it. This feeling of bliss is something he can’t get enough of, he needs to savor this.

⋆｡°✩ The little blade you kept fell out of your pocket mid thrust, of course he wasn’t going to let this go unnoticed. Now what were you gonna do with this? You need a physical reminder of him for when you go back? Jeez you must like him a whole lot.

⋆｡°✩ Once the two of you are finished he’ll sit in a dazed trance for a good while, don’t bother trying to talk to him, you won’t get anywhere.

⋆｡°✩ You use this opportunity to run off and find the rest of your team who’re also in the same rough condition as you. You all make it out together leaving Ji-Woon in the school to do whatever until he goes back.

⋆｡°✩ He��ll consult Danny and Frank about his newfound fascination with you, but won’t share specifics why.

⋆｡°✩ A dedicated fan will always have his full attention no matter what realm they are in.

𝕳𝖊𝖗𝖒𝖆𝖓 𝕮𝖆𝖗𝖙𝖊𝖗—𝕿𝖍𝖊 𝕯𝖔𝖈𝖙𝖔𝖗

⋆｡°✩ Your brain is beyond deep fried and you can barely form a cohesive thought.

⋆｡°✩ Every word that comes out of your mouth is on the spot or impulsive and you can’t even process anything anymore.

⋆｡°✩ Your entire body is tingling and you’re only getting so much friction from crouching and running.

⋆｡°✩ Was this a common side effect from the doctor’s shocks? Everyone else looks horrified once they’re completely insane, but you? you’re grinding against nothing like a bitch in heat.

⋆｡°✩ You were stable enough to know not to ask your fellow survivors for some help, you don’t think the killer would help you either.

⋆｡°✩ Or so you thought.

⋆｡°✩ Herman watches you from afar, laughing to himself; that he’s the one causing you to need to relieve yourself just because of him.

⋆｡°✩ Is he also aroused? Of course, he’s not gonna bother hiding it from others, this reaction came from you; his newest test subject.

⋆｡°✩You’re so sensitive now, you’re suppressing everything the second a teammate places a hand on your back to ask if you’re alright. Herman doesn’t want other subjects interjecting during his observation so he will remove them immediately. You need to be closely examined.

⋆｡°✩ He’s watching you silently, you can travel to the farthest corner of the abandoned ski resort but he will always be watching you.

⋆｡°✩ In the moments where you’re confident that you are truly alone he will still be “examining” you. Just a little shock and you’re back to coming undone on the single mattress of one of the few rooms in the resort.

⋆｡°✩ Back at the killer’s camp he will silently remove himself from the environment to secretly relieve himself from another trial of examination. Seeing you grind hopelessly into the piano seat of the saloon was not something he expected today. However with these experiments he learns more and more every time.

⋆｡°✩He wants to taste you more than anything, to lick the messes you make of yourself off your fingers. He needs you so bad but he refuses to let himself have you just like that.

⋆｡°✩ He can’t just rush this experiment, all his research needs to be thorough. You’re too perfect of a specimen to just let off the hook so soon.

⋆｡°✩ Although he will not make it known how filthy his thoughts are, he will let you know that he is in fact interested.

⋆｡°✩ He wont let you leave the trial alive regardless of how he feels. Some examinations need the subject to be completely unscathed or damaged. You’re always gonna be the perfect candidate for new experiments.

this is my first time like actually writing lord forgive how messy this is

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#trickster x reader #the doctor x reader #pyramid head x reader #caleb quinn x reader #ghostface x reader #danny johnson x reader #ji woon x reader #ji woon hak x reader #dbd imagines #dbd smut #herman carter x reader

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multific · 11 months

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Protected

Pyramid Head x Reader

Overprotective? Him? Well, yes.

Of course, he would be. Silent Hill is filled with creatures which would kill you in a matter of seconds. Of course, he would be overprotective.

But, you found it to be cute.

He was always on your heel, following you around where ever you went.

He would kill anything and anyone who stood in your way.

It was a usual sight to see you walking around with him following close by.

You matched his slow strides as he walked with his huge sword.

His size alone was impressive, it always scared everyone and everything away.

You were his sunshine, you made him happy.

He would walk with you because you would ask him not because you always needed protection.

The way you smiled at him always made him feel a certain way.

Now, Silent Hill didn't have flowers. It didn't have anything soft and beautiful like that.

But he had you.

His flower, his little daisy.

Oh just how he loved you.

His huge figure always made you feel safe. You loved it when he kept you close. You didn't need a bed, you had him.

In the beginning, his sounds scared you, making you jump a little especially when you were sleeping.

But now, now you adored those sounds.

You even learned their meanings. His happy sounds.

But you learned also a lot about his angry side, never toward you, no, but towards the people who were left.

But he always kept you safe. As if you were the finest, most fragile little thing, he cared deeply for you.

And it is why you never mentioned his overprotective tendencies, it is why you always just let him do as he pleased doesn't matter if it was holding you back from a fight or holding you tight as you slept.

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stars-captain · 6 months

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new pyramid head figurine by gecco corp, supervised by masahiro ito (box art also by masahiro ito)

this is the only pyramid head figure ever, to be supervised by masahiro ito!

#pyramid head #silent hill 2 #silent hill #masahiro ito #dead by daylight #Had to share since i haven't seen anyone post this and i think the detail looks incredible #i cant imagine what it looks like in person

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gatorbites-imagines · 1 year

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Hello, hope you're having a great day! Here's my request: Jason, Myers and Piramid Head proposing to the reader. Ain't that cute? Cheers!

Jason Voorhees, Michael Myers and Pyramid head

Headcanons

Jason Voorhees

- I feel out of these three Jason is the one to want marriage the most. He’s grown up with his mom who most likely painted a beautiful image of marriage to him, so when the two of you get together it would be on his mind.

- It would take a long time for him to propose though, wanting to make sure you are the one he wants to be together with forever since I think he would see marriage as a one-time thing and he wouldn’t be one for divorce.

- He probably uses his moms old ring to propose, mostly because that’s the only ring he can get his hands on, and he would want to set up a whole romantic setting to propose to you.

- Jason would most likely propose by the lake when the sun is setting, he would get down on one knee and hold the ring out to you. Since he doesn’t speak you understand what he means when he holds out the ring. When you say yes hes so happy, puts the ring on your finger carefully and lifts you up and twirls you around.

- You make your own ceremony in the woods, just the two of you, and maybe some trapped victims or even corpses if you would accept that. Just so they could act as witness.

Michael Myers

- Michaels never thought of marriage before, he never saw it as anything worth paying any attention to, so he just dismissed it for the most part. Then he met you and memories of marriage come to the surface.

- He would really think about it after the two of you have watched some of those super stereotypical romance movies that you know the ending too without even having watched it, because you make some comment about the wedding being so nice.

- Michael would get a ring from a victim, or would break into a jewelry store so he can find the right one for you. He doesn’t make as much out of proposing as Jason, I think he just walks up to you and holds out what’s very obviously a wedding ring and expects you to understand what he means.

- When you say yes, he smiles a little under his mask and after you put the ring on, he would want some kisses or maybe to hold you. I honestly don’t think he would want a ceremony, he just sees you as married now since you accepted.

Pyramid head

- I don’t think pyramid head really gets the concept of marriage very much, I mean you are together, what else could you guys need?

- But when he sees marriage in stuff like movies or married victims, he might become more entertained by the idea. It probably also stems from Pyramid head wanting to stake a claim on you so everyone can see you aren’t available.

- Pyramid head wouldn’t give you a traditional wedding ring, it would either by some thing iron he had bent to fit your finger, or even a bracelet. Maybe he would even make it out of iron that’s similar to the pyramid he wears on his head.

- Pyramid head would walk up to you one day and when he has your attention, he gets down on one knee, because that’s what they always do in movies and media, and hold out the ring or bracelet he’s made.

- When you confirm he’s asking you to marry him and you say yes, he makes happy purrs and clanking noises as you put on the ring or bracelet. There isn’t any ceremony, because you are now married because you agreed, so why hold a party for it.

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