Reader Inserts! ✨

A/n: Thank you so much for the request and since it’s quite a long one I hope you don’t mind that I’ve done this in bullet points also sorry if its kind of messy.

Childe: 

Childe was always a secretive individual and that was something you had come to accept given his status as a high ranking member of the Fatui you were sure that there was a lot that he couldn’t tell you. But you had always trusted that he’d tell you anything important and never betrayed your trust. 

That was until the rite of ascension when Rex Lapis was reported dead leaving the people of Liyue shocked and angry that someone had dared to assassinate their archon as they all began to look for someone to blame.

Of course the suspicions fell to the Fatui who were currently inhabiting Liyue but with such a powerful individual as Childe among them no one dared to act against them not even the Qixing would stand a chance against a harbinger like him.

Unable to strike out at who they believed to be the true masterminds the people’s anger fell onto you with the fact that you were close to the harbinger being common knowledge.  That’s when the real harassment began with people randomly tripping you in the streets to shops refusing to serve you if you were alone. Even the adventurers guild began to refuse you commissions leaving you running low on Mora. 

You wanted to talk to Childe about it but he always seemed busy spending long hours in the office with the clerks of the bank informing you he’s currently busy. You didn’t want to believe what everyone else told you and that Childe had played a part in the death of Liyue’s beloved archon. Whenever you asked he brushed you off or dodged you questions refusing to give you a straight answer.

‘They’re wrong Childe would never do something like that.’ you would tell yourself wanting to have faith in your boyfriend that he wouldn’t keep something this important from you and sometime soon this would all blow over as the true culprit was revealed. 

One day you were at the docks handling some commissions for the adventurers guild you practically had to beg them for when someone shoved you from behind sending you plunging into the water. Surfacing you found a bunch of men smirking at you satisfied as you swam towards the docks pulling yourself up shivering as the cool breeze met your soaked skin. 

“Filthy traitor you’re helpless without that monster here to protect you.” One spat harshly as his friends laughed behind him “You should do everyone a favour and die already for your sins against Rex Lapis.” He hissed before they all skulk off leaving you alone shivering as you stumbled to your feet.

That was truly the breaking point for you the way that onlookers looked away when you met their eyes preferring to pretend that nothing had occurred and you hadn’t been attacked by total strangers.

Wanting nothing more than to curl up and die as you walked through the streets you went to see the one person you thought would help you. Arriving at the Northland bank you’re immediately seen in with none of the other Fatui saying anything about you appearance besides handing you a towel.  

Knocking on the door to Childe’s office you hear an irritated sigh before the door slams open to reveal your boyfriend stood there visibly dishevelled with his delusion askew. 

“Hey (Y/n) I’m really busy today so do you think you can come back later?” He asks with a tired smile as you feel your heart clench seeing as he didn’t even inquire into your current state. 

“Actually I need to talk to you, it’s really important.” You whispered as he sighed running a hand through his hair. “I really haven’t got time for this so please leave.” He says going to shut the door only for you to stop him the anger you had been supressing finally boiling over. 

“I can’t do this anymore.” You whispered catching his attention as his eyes narrowed displaying his irritation at your behaviour but you won’t back down, you can’t given had much the situation had deteriorated. “I said I can’t do this anymore, not with you.” You continued. “You’ve been so busy with work you can’t see that I’m-”

“All you ever think about is yourself (Y/n) have you ever thought about how I’m doing, the stress I’m under!” Childe shouts as the others in the bank pause going silent. “The Tsaritsa desires the gnosis and I can’t disappoint her so stop being so self centred and leave!” He hisses as you pause the weight of what he said finally sinking in. 

“Were you ever going to tell me, about your part in the death of Rex Lapis?” You ask quietly feeling the betrayal slowly sink in.

 “Gods this one of the things I hate about you, you never know when to keep your nose out of others business.” He hisses angrily “Sometimes I wish I’d never met you.” 

Hearing these words you felt your heart shatter as you looked down unwilling to allow him to see the tears forming in the corners of your eyes. “If that’s how you feel I’ll leave I hope you find what you’re looking for.” You whisper unable to bring yourself to say anything cruel to him as you ran out of the bank into the streets of Liyue. 

Snapping out of his anger Childe realised what he said and went to chase after you but you had seemingly vanished. Deciding that he’d speak to you tomorrow after you had time to cool off he returned to office unaware of the fact that was the last time he’d ever speak to you.

Request: “Dating Tate Langdon (pre-death) would include, please!” - Anon

Count: 22

A/N: Wrote this in twenty minutes and finished when my laptop was on 4%. Hell yeah

Also I can’t believe I’ve never done this before… Thank you anon

Somehow always waking up with him in your bed, even if he wasn’t there when you fell asleep

And then him being gone by sunrise so your family doesn’t find out about him sleeping with you

And on the weekends when he can stay, there’s definitely some morning sex

He loves to play with your hair while you’re asleep

Which leads to his ring getting stuck a few times

Not gonna lie, Tate is definitely always the little spoon (unless you’ve had a bad day, then he’ll agree to cuddle you)

Tate getting jealous when he sees you talk to other boys at school, even though he knows 100% that you’re his

So protective, but he’d nearly never do anything about it unless you were threatened

Neck kisses would be his favorite

He’d just creep up behind you all cute with his arms around your waist and ugh

Going record-hunting on dates

And him taking you to the park at night to see the stars, which in his mind is probably the most romantic thing ever

Halloween night dates where the two of you take Addie out somewhere

Tate is always touching some part of you

Thigh, hip, hand, arm, etc

You know how cats bring home dead things as gifts for their owners? Yeah, that, just less weird and the animals are probably alive

Moira always being fed up with Tate for making messes while trying to impress you

He’s so chill and cuddly (maybe even slightly submissive), totally unlike post-death Tate

Him always knowing what to say, but never what to do

And him telling you about his murder fantasies

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i’m doing a set of headcanons with a drabble at the end :)

Trapper (Evan Macmillan)

he’s the kind of killer that will watch the campfire to know who he’s dealing with and from the moment he saw what you were wearing boy,,,, he was set up for a mess of a trial

you’ve created a messy trapper good job!

i think he’d try to avoid you for the trial

keyword try

he’d end up getting you stuck in a few traps

one of which made the already tiny shorts you were wearing ride up a little

oh no

oh no no no

he was not ready for that

evan.exe has stopped responding

he snapped out of it by the time he heard the jaws of his trapp open

he just,,, leaned down and grabbed you

of to the tree you go while everyone else excapes

sorry bro

or not if you’re into that

SNAP. The searing pain followed a second after as you fell down. You hadn’t seen it in the grass. Tears threatening to roll down your face. You desperately tried to get it off, not noticing your rising heartbeat till it was like drums in your ears.

You looked up to find Trapper standing directly behind you, but he wasn’t moving... just staring. You took the chance to continue to try to get it off, but staying prepared for his attack.

Bubba Sawyer/The Cannibal

The first time when you did this Bubba was confused as fuck. Why? What’s this? Are you trying to kill him? He has his own chili why would he want your food WHY ARE YOU DOING IT

As you keep doing it he starts to be curious, actually trying the food and loving the taste. Please let him taste everything in the entire world he’s such a good boy and he’s the best when he’s bubbly and happy

The next time you come to bring food he is waiting you, a bit nervous, a bit insecure, but he is there and he has something for you too

As you hand him your food and smile, he is ready to tear up because omg you smiled??? At him?? No one smiled at him since…..well….for a long time

He takes your food, hands you a bowl of his chili with a soft hum and just leaves before he would give in to the urge to take you with him because you’re just so damn sweet

Ofc you know what’s in the bowl but hey, the intention matters! He will give you a new bowl each and every time you come to visit, his shy sounds growing into toothy smiles the more he sees you

He actually waves at you if he catches you in a trial bubba you’re such a wonderful boy jdklsfkjbds but you’re still going down, he won’t disappoint the entity. But it’s fine! You’ll be back and he’ll have more chilly for you!

Max Thompson Jr/ The Hillbilly

when you first came to search for hillbilly you barely came out alive. his property and you look like you’re a bad one. go away

you kept trying and each time you’ve seen him learning. when you called his name he coed his head, when you raised your arms he hesitated in reviving his chainsaw. all in all you still end up being chased away, but you were determined not to give up

one day you come again after you sneaked out of the campfire, only to be greeted with the steady shifting of the corn. there was no sign of Max

you put your wrapped food on the doorstep of the house you assume it belongs to Max, its horrors unknown to you. when you turn around The Hillbilly was staring at you from behind the corn. this time he had no chainsaw in hand, only his hammer

you were taken by surprised but you quickly turned back around, grabbed your food and unpacked it, showing it to the deformed man in front of you. Max was confused

he limped forward uncovering himself from behind the corn enough to grab the food off your hand, hiding behind the safety of corn once again

you didn’t push more, smiled and left, but you knew he was looking into the box the moment you turned your back

you came back welcomed by ‘Max behind the corn’ again and again, but only when he decided to wait you in the doorstep you truly allowed yourself to feel happy

Lisa Sherwood/ The Hag

what were you thinking adventuring into the swamp just like that. it’s ugly, and nasty, and smelly and gross

but you were determined to give something to the one they call the hag, and you weren’t going to back off

the only place mud wouldn’t get into the food, that you could think of, was the killer shack. it took you a while to find it, being alone and with no generators around, no lockers or palettes, no crows or other survivors, everything felt twice as real and twice as scary

little did you know that every step you took was being watched. every time you carefully passed by writings on the ground or on the trees, the way you said “hello” as you entered the snake’s den, the way you got scared and activated some traps on your way back. you didn’t know one of these traps was more real than the others, and maybe that was for the best

seeing your little gift, Lisa was a bit surprised. she smelt it, hissing afterwards. it didn’t smell like anything from her few memories, but it didn’t smell bad either

you weren’t sure if she was eating what you were bringing, but the food you left was never there the next day. you were sure though that every time you were coming back you would get less and less traps

YEEAAAAHH CLOWN REQUEST!!! i’m combining both of these since they’re so similar, i hope that’s alright!

Jeffrey Hawk | The Clown:

Saying he’s unhappy is a very large understatement. Jeffrey is livid. He’s been doing everything that this piece of shit Entity has asked of him, and it repays him by taking the single thing that brings him any sort of genuine joy? It makes his blood boil.

Jeffrey is a sadistic son of a bitch, but not towards you. He’s aware of the torture the Entity is putting you through, as it keeps giving him little taunting flashes of it in dream-like visions, and it makes him utterly miserable knowing that there’s fuck all he can do to stop it.

He’d be back to old habits, drinking himself into a coma if he could.

It wants him to perform better? Kill more? Up the brutality? No issue at all. If you thought you saw him at his most violent during trials before this, you’d be sorely mistaken because now he’s absolutely ruthless. He used to take joy in killing by his own hand but that goes out the window and it becomes sacrifice after sacrifice after sacrifice. He literally will (if it’s even possible) volunteer to do trials if that means getting you back faster.

While it’s not like he was a super happy person before, any sense of happiness or light in him is pretty much gone with you. You were all he had, but now you were gone and he wasn’t sure when, or if, the Entity would allow you back, so apart from killing he’d feel like there was nothing else to him.

Philip Ojomo | The Wraith:

Philip is absolutely heartbroken, confused, and conflicted. When he first came here, for a good while he absolutely refused to harm anyone and the Entity thoroughly punished him for that, but now it’s happening again - and this time it’s even more painful. He’s more devastated than he is angry.

Phil ends up pretty depressed for awhile, which ends up hurting you both in the long run because his performance in trials begins to falter. He was always trying his best to protect you, to love you, to keep you safe… and now he can’t. And it’s his fault. If he could, he’d cry for you.

Eventually, though, he’d relent and realize that the only way to possibly get you back is to do what he hates doing - harming people. The other survivors caught wind of what was going on, as your disappearance was incredibly sudden and no one was taking it easily, so he hoped that they understood why he suddenly was much less merciful during trials.

The Entity begins tormenting him with knowledge of what it was doing to you and it filled him with a dreadful sadness and a seething rage that he hasn’t felt since he learned Azarov had merely used him to kill and dispose of bodies. In a way, he’d feel like maybe he deserved to lose you because of all the killing he’s done - but he knew you didn’t deserve the pain the Entity was inflicting on you.

He’d be mourning you, in a sense. Unsure if he’d ever be able to see you again, and if you did if you’d still even want to be with him after all of it. His heart hurts for you, for your relationship, for the situation… unfortunately he had no choice but to improve his performance in the trials if he ever wanted to see you again.

Anna | The Huntress:

The feelings she’s overcome with are similar to the ones she felt back before she wound up here; the feelings of sadness and rage when all those little girls she tried so hard to care for died. She had you, she loved and cared for you, and just like that you were ripped away from her and she couldn’t get you back.

Very much like Philip, she was utterly devastated. Unlike him though, she can cry and she absolutely does. It’s a silent type of cry, but it racks her body and leaves her with a deep ache in her chest.

She uses the sorrow and anger as a means of motivation - which she knows is what the Entity wants. She isn’t as reluctant to harm as Philip is, as she knows that after the trials everyone is fine, but she isn’t as brutal as Jeffrey is. Her killing is quick - hatchet throws to the back of heads, get them on hooks, get out of there. She isn’t as enraptured by the thrill of the hunt like she used to be - her main concern is doing what she needs to to get you back.

Any belonging of yours that was left behind… whether it was an article of clothing, jewelry, whatever, would be tucked into the waist of her sarafan or on her somewhere. It was her way of keeping you close to her as if you were still there.

Frank Morrison | The Legion:

Like Jeffrey, Frank is absolutely pissed about the situation, but he’s more silent and brooding about it. Aside from Julie and a few random flings in his past, you were really the only one he’s ever felt any sort of romantic connection with - and Frank is pretty possessive over his partner.

He really did not understand why the Entity decided he wasn’t performing good enough in the trials - he usually got at least 2 sacrifices, and mercy was shown next to never. He’s more annoyed than he is angry, but he’d be lying if he said he wasn’t incredibly worried.

The Entity kept giving him glimpses of the pain it was putting you through; both mental and physical anguish that he hoped you you weren’t going through constantly. Knowing you were suffering was enough to push him to up his job in trials, any inhibition he had going out the window.

The other three noticed he wasn’t himself anymore. He was a lot more silent, his temper was worse, and he picked fights more. Him and Evan almost got into a physical fight because Frank kept pushing his buttons but luckily Jules was able to diffuse the situation.

Evan MacMillan | The Trapper:

Big, tough, scary guy with a cute, sweet little s/o? Yes please. You two make the oddest couple in the Entity’s realm, but also the cutest on; everyone else finds it simultaneously intimidating yet endearing. The fact that Evan almost always looks like he’s ready to rip off the head of anyone that looks at him is comically out of place when he’s standing next to you, someone who’s literal walking cuteness and sunshine, and he seriously questions why on earth you’re with him of all people, seeing how he’s pretty much the scariest thing everywhere he goes, but he doesn’t argue. He adores you, and although it’s not obvious at all, he mentally fawns over you almost all the time.

Max Thompson Jr. | The Hillbilly:

Max about had a heart attack the first time he saw you, well before he even knew what the hell a relationship or a significant other even was. You just look so…. out of place in the Fog. He does not, in the slightest, even remotely know why on earth you’re with someone like him. He’s big, his scary, he’s gross, and you’re the opposite! It hurts his head when he tries to think of why you’re with him, but kind of in a good way. He does feel really out of place whenever he’s with you and you’re around other people - he feels like they’re judging your relationship. Regardless of his insecurities, he always counts his lucky stars whenever he thinks about you and the relationship. He can’t ever get enough of you, and he feels so lucky that you chose him of all people to be with.

Anna | The Huntress:

Anna’s absolute dream s/o. Just know that to her, someone being cute is almost equivalent to them needing protection and care, and that’s exactly what you get from Bunny mama. She’s like a great big bear; warm and protective of her s/o - dangerous to anyone else. She wants you to stay with her at all times outside of trials so she can know you’re okay. Like Max she can’t ever get enough of you, and she prefers spending just about all of her free time with you by her side - her favorite thing ever is holding you in her arms and humming to you. She wants to make sure you’re safe from the other Killers - and safe from any Survivor that may try to get a little too close with you.

Danny “Jed Olsen” Johnson | The Ghost Face:

Danny’s got a thing for cute people. Something about them is just so endearingly innocent, while he’s the exact opposite. Opposites attract, as they say, and your relationship with Danny is complete proof of that and the others are left scratching their heads at how out of place you seem by his side. Danny also happens to be a huge, horrible tease; if along with being the literal definition of cute you’re also easy to mess with, you’re going to be a flushed mess almost constantly around him because he will not relent - s/o or not! He’s got a thing for seeing you blush; it makes you much cuter in his book. 

Sally Smithson | The Nurse

Warning: Violence, Blood, Stalking, Its Yandere what do you expect?

The Shape/Michael Myers:

Your breath came to a halt as your heartbeat quickened. You shoved yourself in a corner hoping he would not see you pass.

You were trying to find your teammate, Claudette, since she could heal you and was the only other one left. Your forced yourself to peek over the wall to notice he found your blood trail. Then, he started walking towards you, his long strides catching up quickly.

You lurched yourself forward and ran through a window, might as well try and find another spot to hide until you were sure he was off of you, but that hasn't been the case for most trials with him.

Even Laurie took notice and carefully warned you how he has formed a little fixation on you. But it shouldn't be too worrying since you are new to the whole trial thing.

You ran only to still feel the hairs on your neck still stand up, still too close. Maybe you could leap him around the shack if you could just-

"Agh!" Your body received a quick slash and you fell down onto the cold ground. Your blood seeping out faster than it already was.

However, Michael stood there watching you try to crawl away pitifully before taking a turn and trying to find Claudette.

You began recovering and tried to crawl to a bush or behind a tree, as pitiful as that was.

If Claudette could come to you and finish that last part you couldn't quite grab, you might be able to escape alive. That was thrown out the window when you heard a scream and pallet being dropped. Shit, she was being chased. Another scream interrupted and the cry of being hooked. Nevermind escaping now.

Either the dry hook or the cold ground now in your blood. You didn't have much left. You began crawling to where you hoped the vault would be found but time was running out. You heard its foreign sound and crawled towards it, dirt collecting in your fingernails to the brim. Your heart dropped as you heard the heartbeat quicken and before you knew it, he was above you.

Your bloodloss was getting to your head as you turned over to face him. He was kneeling over, ready to pick you up but you grabbed onto his mask and for some reason, he let you slip it off.

You were delusional and you smiled gently. His face was set aglow by the small sliver of sunshine above. His golden locks seemed to sparkle...He looked, human? Was this an angel taking you away from this cold misery?

Your hand cupped a side of his face and he froze, not sure what to do, but you could almost feel some warmth. Hesitantly, a hand was placed against yours. Yeah, this had to be a dream.

Michael was confused, the beating of his heart too wild to comprehend. Was he to kill you to calm it? Or was the urge something else? He saw that dumb smile and felt an urge. Kill, kill, kill, his head repeated, but here he was, watching you instead. Letting you touch him.

It felt magnetic. He hasn't been touched in such a nice way since forever. Your hand felt so small compared to his huge one. So soft...

Then, it was just as quickly taking away as was the soft moment, your blood completely draining out as your body dissapeared and the fog rolled in...

Leaving him alone. That didnt bother him in the slightest, but now, it felt slightly unbearable.

The Huntress/Anna:

You felt alone, so alone... It truly did suck being the new person because even though the survivors were nice, they'd try to avoid you during trials. Simple mistakes like accidentally connecting the wrong wires on a gen, running into a pallet, or hiding in plain sight could cost their life.

So it wasn't a surprise you were alone in this trial. You already fucked up a gen, causing this killer to through a hatchet at you and costing you your arm bleeding profusely.

You ran towards a chest and began searching, hoping to whoever was listening, was a medkit. You didn't want to bother the other survivors with you.

You found a toolbox and cursed yourself but tried to find a generator anyway.

You were halfway done when another gen popped up and the gates were opening. You ran to the nearest one and went to opening it until you saw Nea running towards you with Huntress hot on her trail. Nea wasn't injured so of course the Huntress would go after you. Might as well and try to find another sacrifice since she only got one in.

You were too late to pull away from opening the gate before she slashed you and down you went, body sliding against the wall. It felt so rough and cold, tears clouded your vision. You wanted out of this place. It was too cruel to handle.

Any hope of escaping was down the drain when you heard the sound of your two teammates escaping. You balled yourself up in the fetal position, and cried as the ground lit up in bright red and orange.

Your crying was too loud to hear the approaching footsteps. The Huntress seemed at loss. You were curled up like a baby! For once, she felt her heart grow heavy. It was a sad sight.

She picked you up bridal style. She saw how weak you were, desperate for protection...She could give you that. Her heart swelled at the thought of that! It's been so long since her mom, or the little kids that died off for no apparent reason.

You could fill that void. She just needs time to get it where only you and her can be together.

Your head was dizzy from crying as you let your head roll over to meet her mas, eyes pleading to get it over with. But at the same time, the grip wasn't hurtful, it was gentle despite her muscle.

She pushed a hair behind your ear and continued to walk, the ground shaking beneath her. She knew other killers would get you, but damnit if she wouldn't let the entity consume this time.

She was able to pull the switch to the gate and open it fully. She carried you to the end of where you could escape to and gently let you go. You crawled off in time before time ran out.

It felt nice to be back at the camp, and be shown kindness by the killer..But her gaze was too predatory.

Ghostface/Danny "Jed Olsen" Johnson:

You were such a cute little survivor! Although he didn't know you before he got you, you were too cute too resist. Snapping pictures whether you were at the campfire or working on a generator. He especially liked it when he heard your grunts of plain whenever he stabbed you or on hook.

It was so intoxicating he could feel his chest flutter. It's a reason why he loved chasing you, letting you escape, chasing you again, then finally getting the kill. But sometimes, it wasn't enough. He had to lure you in somehow.

He had placed a couple uncommon offerings near where he had to get you at. It worked! You stared exploring the area.

Then, he placed an ivory chalk pouch on the window still of his seemingly abandoned shack. He made sure to sit down the basement when he would wait for you footsteps, working on his photographs.

Your lack of offerings being back to camp frustrated you. You then decided it was time to explore a little further and looked up and down for the items... Then, you saw an old shack. Maybe there would be some map offerings in there? After all, you're sure killers can't harm here, hopefully.

Your eyes lit up as you saw the pouch and put it in your backpack. You entered and looked some more.. There were descending stairs, but was it worth it to explore? You turned around and stepped away uneasily but arms grabbed you back. You tried to scream but a gloved hand was pressed over your mouth roughly.

He lead you roughly into the downstairs and through you onto the ground. He smirked at the way you grunted.

Your eyes filled with fear as you looked around, multiple pictures of you in variations. Some were you dying, in a new outfit, but the most disturbing ones where you thought you were alone.

Your terror froze you, and his hands made their way to your cheeks.

"You have no idea how hot you are. Can't help taking pictures, ya know?" You could feel the breath through his mask. "And soon, you'll be mine~"

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words: 1,748

@reader-insertz really help me with this one!!!

prompt: “I want you. All of you, and not just half-heartedly, wholly. And maybe that’s selfish, but I don’t care.” 

warnings: none

This had gone on for far too long. Even Steve’s own co workers have started noticing how off he was. Tony would tease him constantly, raving about his little ‘crush’. He had started zoning out, head in the clouds as he thought of you. He thought about your smile, your laugh, your witty comebacks.. he could go on for days about you. You had captivated him, and once you captivate Steve Rodgers, there's no going back.

You two had a dinner ‘date’ tonight. He finally worked up the guts to ask you out, bumping into you in one of Tony's hundreds of labs and taking the chance. Though, now that he thinks about it, you didn’t seem to catch onto the romantic feelings behind the date.

He sat in his office worrying about it, biting his nails down as far as they would go. He hadn’t had any feelings like these since Peggy, which for him was huge. He continued to overthink, mind filling with questions. What if you rejected him? Or if he chicken out at the last second?

He sat there for hours, not even realizing it as he continued to worry. Before he knew it he had to leave to get ready for dinner. “Damn it!” He groaned, grabbing his things and shoving them into his bag carelessly. Once he finished, he left his office and went down the elevator.

Soon, he was at his apartment, sitting on his bed and staring at his mirror across the room. He looked down at his watch and sighed once more, worry lines on his forehead becoming more prominent. He decided, fuck it, and grabbed his keys, leaving the apartment and walking to his parked motorcycle. Tony had gotten him a new one, since his last one was destroyed.

He hopped on, speeding down the road and to the restaurant you both decided on. It was a nice little italian place, not too crowded and had good food. He arrived sooner than he expected, parking his bike and hopping off his bike. He went up to the door, taking a peek at himself in the reflective glass before entering. He was wearing some basic black pants, a blue t-shirt that was tucked in, and his favorite black leather jacket. He decided that he looked good enough and walked in, reserving a table for 2.

The waiter led him near the back of the restaurant, sitting him down. “Would you like to order any drinks or wait for the person that's coming?” She asked him with a polite smile. He looked up, “Uh, I’ll wait, thank you” He nodded his head in thanks as she turned, heading to a different table.

After about 15 minutes you showed up, coming into the restaurant with your famous smile plastered on your face. A waiter brought you back to Steve's table, and you quickly waved, sitting down. “Hey, sorry I was late, were you waiting long?” You asked him, brushing your hair back gently. He stared at you, breath caught in his throat as he looked at you. You had dressed up a little, wearing a black turtleneck, a dark green cardigan, and light jeans that hugged your figure well. This was the first time he saw you out of your work clothes, which usually consisted of black dress pants, a white button up, and a lab coat.

He quickly shook himself out of it, “uhm- no, just got here a few minutes ago” He smoothed his shirt out, trying to make sure he didn't look like an absolute mess. You nodded, “good! Now I won't keep you waiting any longer. Where's the waiter?” you said lightheartedly, smiling at him. Steve quickly flagged the waiteress down as you looked at the menu, trying to decide what you wanted. “Ready to order drinks?” She asked, grabbing her pad from her waist pocket. Steve nodded, “can I get water with lemon? And he wants a…” he trailed off, looking at you for your response. “And I'll have a coke, please” you nodded to her. She wrote it down, “and are you ready to order food, or do you need more time deciding?”

“Uhm,” Steve looked to you again, waiting for your answer. “We’ll order now” you responded quickly. She nodded, and looked to Steve for his order. “I’ll take a never ending pasta bowl please, with the spaghetti carbonara” She wrote it down as he spoke, then turned to you. “And you sir?” You continued to look at the menu as you spoke, “I'll take 2 slices of the classic rock pizza please” She wrote that down as well, “I'll be right out with your drinks” and then she left.

“So..” Steve started out awkwardly. “How has your day been?” He asked, his voice having a nervous edge to it. You caught on, “Steve, it’s just me. Don’t be so nervous” you laughed, placing your hand on his hand. He clammed up, eyes wide as he felt the heat of your hand on his. You quickly removed it, embarrassed. “Sorry.. if I overstepped” you said. “No- uhm no” he cleared his throat, “it just caught me off guard. Your hands.. they’re soft” he noticed, trailing off at the end as his eyes stayed glued to your hand.

You nodded gently, placing your hand back on his slowly. You had always had some lingering feelings for Steve, but you didn’t think they could ever be returned. Steve smiled softly, holding your small hand in his abnormally large one. “Listen y/n, I-“ he spoke up, but was cut off by the waiter putting their drinks down. “Here you go!” She said, then moved to leave again. You looked back to Steve, “you were saying, Steve?”

He bit his lip gently, “I was going to say that.. uhm” he stuttered a bit, nervousness clear in his voice. “I want you. All of you, and not just half-heartedly, wholly. And maybe that’s selfish, but I don’t care. I’ve liked you, ever since I saw you in that lab. You’re Just.. You’re amazing. You’re witty, smart, not to mention gorgeous” he rambled in a low voice, face becoming even more red as he continued. You yourself were blushing, eyes wide as you listened.

“And I wanted to ask you out ever since, but I didn’t have the courage.” He finished. He looked up, staring into your eyes. Your mouth fell open slightly in shock. “Wow- I uhm, I didn’t expect you to have these feelings for me” you said, voice clearly having that “shocked” tone. His face fell slightly, the thoughts from earlier coming back.

You noticed this, quickly tightening your grip on his hand. “But.. I feel the same way” you replied, eyes looking down at both of your hands in embarrassment. His eyes widened, “Wh-what?” He asked, not sure if he heard you right. “I said I liked you too” you repeated, blush heavy set on your face.

He nodded slowly, “so.. what does this mean for us?” He asked after a second. You thought for a moment, “I.. I don’t know. I would- I would like to see where this goes.. make things official. But that’s only if you want to” you said softly. He nodded a second time as he listened, hand squeezing yours gently.

“I honestly feel the same way, y/n” he said, looking into your eyes. “So.. will you be my boyfriend?” He asked you, mustering up the courage. You quickly nodded, a smile blooming on your face quickly. He smiled back, leaning over to kiss you gently, hand cupping your face. You melted into it, kissing back with a smile still on your face.

The waitress came back with their food, clearing her throat gently. You both jumped away, embarrassed. “Sorry,” Steve said, nodding to her. She shook her head, “that’s alright, I just needed to put your plates down” she smiled at them. “You two make a lovely couple!” She commented, putting the plates down In-front of them.

CLESTIA IS SO- *dies*

OK OK HERE ARE SOME CELESTIA HEADCANONS :))) i did my best and i hope you like them : ‘ }

⚠️warnings: mention of light scratching and some swear words :))

•she’s the type of person who would automatically think they’re the bigger one in the relationship

•she probably is

•she almost never gets upset with you

•she knows that her little outbursts can be rude and sometimes scary

•she really likes to trace little hearts or random patterns on your arm/thigh with her nails

•like just gentle little touches that send shivers down your spine

•i feel like she would have really nice hugs

•like the ones your mom would give you

•likes petting your head and running her fingers through your hair (if you have any)

•if you ever do something that makes her happy she’s clap her hands- like yk the hand clap when someone is excited- yeah that one, and then she’ll kiss your head

•likes holding your hand with both of hers

•does the thumb thing when holding it :’)

•you’re the only person she’ll let even get close to touching her hair

•you guys paint each other’s nails all the time

•loves when you touch her like that

•if anyone were to touch her the way you touch her she would smack someone

•she’s very protective over you

•she thinks that she’ll loose you too soon and she won’t be able to handle it

•you have to re assure her you’ll be ok : }

•she likes to play dress up with you :D

•she thinks you’re so cute when you wear her clothes

•if you ever hurt youself even a little bit she’ll be all over you ,

•asking if you’re ok, if you feel nauseous,

•she’s just scared and upset

•she’ll always bandage you up, never letting you do it yourself

•she thinks that if it’s not done the exact way she wants it it won’t work

•while she’s helping you she’ll scold you for not being careful and should watch what you’re doing

•she likes kissing you hand :)

•when she holds you she likes it when you’re both facing eachother and her head is above yours

•shes either super warm or super cold there’s no in between

•back scratches

•if you ever mess up on something she might giggle at how silly you look

•when you guys are spending time together she likes playing card games with you :))

•obv goes easy on you

•she likes seeing you happy :)

URG I LIV MICHAEL HES SO BEAUTIFUL LSKDOEOFKWJDJD/8;9,9&3&4$$,+]£~£] here are some Michael Myers headcanons :)))))

⚠️warnings: light swear and mention of killing

•Michael is such a dick weed

•he thinks it’s funny to be rude (it kinda is)

•but still it’s RUDE

•if you’re ever taking a nap and he sees you there are three options.

•1, he’ll go behind the couch and lift it up so you fall off

•2, will literally wrap you up in a blanket and carry you around like a sack of potatoes

•or 3, will fr flop on top of you and not let you get up

•if he does number 3 he’ll probably pile or tickle at your sides if you try to get up

•i have this headcannon where he actually sometimes makes facial expressions under his mask

•like if you do something stupid he’s fr like “😟”

•BUT NO ONE KNOWS BC HE HAS A MASK ON EKCODJCJEJCKW

•there’s a 95% chance you’ll be shorter than h, and he takes advantage of this

•there’s pros and cons of you being shorter,,,

•he could give you nice head pats and pick you up and hold you bridal style

•but most of the time chooses to do dick things like put things way to high or hides things

•i also think that he totally calls you names in his head when he’s making fun of you

•shit like “stank ass” or “ass hat”

•sometimes he makes himself smile for like half a second

•I do think he can talk but just chooses not too

•also because his voice is probably horse from not speaking for so long

•he’s feels as though it’s awkward or embarrassing to practice in the mirror,,,

•sometimes he gets in bed with you with his mask on just to scare you

•he hates the way his face looks :(

•but at the same time doesn’t care

•if you give him a compliment there’s a chance he’ll hit you

•but then realizes that you actually might mean it and is like

•BACK🤺 STOP🤺 SHOO🤺

•he doesn’t actually do that but that’s totally he mind set

•he just has trust issues and it’s gonna take him a wile to understand you’re fr

•if he looses interest in you completely he’ll probably kill you

•but that’s probably not gonna happen so don’t worry

AH I LUV CHUCKY- ANYWAYS,,

⚠️warnings: light swear that’s it :}

•chucky literally plays too fucking much

•mf will literally kill someone and leave their head right for you to wake up

•then is like “AYO IT WAS A JOKE CALM DOWN”

* he calls you rlly sweet names like “doll”

•ironic

•ever since the whole doll incident,, he’s always been kinda insecure

•but his ego is so big

•its like,,, ego:📈 confidence:📉

•plz give him compliments

•he act like he doesn’t care or already knows

•but in reality he almost dies and comes back,,, again

•isn’t very fond of video games but rlly likes grand theft autoV

•he thinks it’s fun and rlly likes those little scenes where they talk shit to each other

•he laughs so hard at some of them

•had to get him a special made controller bc his hands are too tiny LEKFKCKDJJC

•he doesn’t appreciate cuddling that much

•sike

•he actually doesn’t mind it but acts like he absolutely hates it

•ego reasons

•but if you even fall asleep and he comes in

•hell be all over you fr

•just sitting there staring at you

•carefully moving the hair out of you face to not wake you

•it’s at these times he really thinks to himself how much he actually appreciates you and loves you

•i also have this head cannon that when he gets startled he goes stiff mode

•even if it’s just for like half a second

•not very often but it does happen

•one time you scared him so bad he literally screamed

•screams like a little girl

•was honestly more mad at himself for it than at you

•how did he let himself get scared but you???

• left for like 2 days for revenge