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If so, may I request ben x a s/o who’s rlly cold? Like, body temperature cold? how is PDA like w that?

(I’ve been playing twdg again so the influx of these requests is giving me life keep them coming)

BEN(TWDG) X COLD S/O

First of all, this mans such a softie for you like i don’t even think he’d try to deny it unless someones hardcore teasing him about it, he’s completely smitten so you have a lot of power when it comes to him, ask and you shall receive type thing

The second the leaves start falling in Crawford, he’ll offer you his varsity jacket and insist he’s okay in just his hoodie even if you can see him shaking like a leaf

But if his jacket isn’t enough he wouldn’t be opposed to asking the group to take a bit of a travel break specifically so he can hold you and warm you(and him) up some

I’m talking setting up a fire if he can, finding anything to cover you guys with and holding you against his chest, he’ll totally tell you stories about his childhood and travis and stuff until he can feel the warmth coming back to your face and hands

Also expect thousands of kisses whenever you have that kind of downtime because again, this man would build a city in your name if he could bc he’s so down bad

This man would 1000% not let you sleep alone, even if that meant almost ripping a sleeping bag at the seams trying to squeeze the both of you in there, but if it’s obvious he won’t fit in the sleeping bag he’ll let you have it and just pull you close anyways

My inbox has been so dry lately so tysm for the request

Also it’s hard to think of ideas for him so i’m gonna try my best

(TW: mentions of accidental self injury, blood and typical zombie violence)

NATE GENERAL HEADCANONS (TWDG)

He’s lowkey super protective over his friends and moreso over his partner if he ever gets one, like he 1000% has scary dog privileges bc everyone knows he won’t hesitate

Either listens to metal or country music, couldn’t tell you why but he does

Probably has a bit of a nervous tic of tapping on things and being hyper-vigilant of his surroundings because if he can sneak up on people as easily as he does, what’s stopping others from doing it to him?

Would probably try to give himself a tattoo in the apocalypse bc he’s bored, besides he seems like the type to have tattoos already so what’s a few more

Can, has and will continue to shave with a literal hunting knife, if his hand slips then he’d just accept his fate lmao

Thinks scavenging for clothes is a waste of time and energy even though some of his clothes are literally fucking crunchy and torn to hell

I feel like he’d purposely swerve while driving to mow down some walkers, has sacrificed many cars to do so

Kinda gives me intimidating himbo vibes, like kinda pretty and dumb but also 100% lethal

Insists he’s too good for a can opener and has abandoned food cans if he couldn’t open it with a knife

Also has broken knives several times by doing things like this

Never actually had a driver’s licence and gets by in the apocalypse with a prayer

(until i saw this ask i truly didnt know this existed, but i’ll try my best.)

(A/N Jasons is lowkey sad but i tried to make it as accurate to CIP as i could through 5-6 bullet points and mediocre writing skills)

THOMAS HEWITT

(i always start these with “well you first met by/during _____”

well he first noticed it when you had been brought to the farm with cuts littering your body, courtesy of Nubbins

but the strange part was despite how hard you kicked and screamed you didn’t show any signs of pain, and that intrigued him

when Luda Mae told him to take you to the basement he did, but he was surprisingly gentle. he found you to be a very fascinating creature, he could poke and prod at you as much as he wanted with no reaction

in the end he refused to unalive you because not only had he grown to like your presence but he didn’t see the fun in harming you if you didn’t feel it, to which his family agreed

Also Nubbins is a nuisance and has poked you with very hot/sharp things to see if you’re faking not feeling pain, even though it usually takes you feeling blood dripping to notice it in the first place smh nubbins

idk who else the slashers may entail uhhhhh

BO SINCLAIR

in a way he’s incredibly similar to the Hewitts, he doesn’t see the fun in killing if the person doesn’t react so when he landed an expertly placed slash on you and you jumped a little but didn’t scream he was disappointed

“aw cmon dollface, not even a little squeak? i know you’ve got it in you”

he keeps going, laying slash after slash over your torso and legs, but to no avail, he’s never seen someone this iron-willed, everyones usually begging for mercy by now, but not you

like Thomas he finds you interesting, but less in the test subject way and more in the “they can help bring people to Ambrose” way, seeing as you can take quite a beating before going down

you become the brothers’ right hand man, helping Vincent with his sculptures (he’s still worried you’re going to burn yourself on it one day) and helping Bo with the people-watching

BRAHMS HEELSHIRE

no matter how long you’ve been dating this man he’ll still worry about you, no matter how many times you tell him you can’t feel when you stub a toe or slam a finger in a door

every time without fail he’ll get you a bandaid and a kiss, whether its bleeding or not (theyre probably hello kitty or smth) and baby you for the rest of the day bc in his eyes you’re incredibly injured

the worst of it was when he was vibing in the walls while you made dinner and accidentally cut your hand, not noticing until the countertop was sufficiently stained and the food was mostly ruined

Brahms panicked and did his best to patch you up, thanking whatever god might be watching over you that you didn’t need severe medical attention and refused to let you near knives for a week, adding it to your personal “ouchie list” of things that have hurt you

he’s also ridiculously gentle with you seeing as half the time he doesn’t know his own strength and you can’t feel when he’s being too rough so he doesn’t accidentally want to break any of your bones, he’s a good doctor but he isn’t that good

JASON VOORHEES

big baby towards you, one time you came back from a hike around the campground with your legs torn up from the underbrush and he freaked out, thinking a counsellor had harmed you

after a while he gets semi used to it, like if you’re in the woods together and you scratch yourself on a tree, but he still tries his best to protect you, after all you are his, he won’t let any living thing harm you intentionally

when your health started to decline he was quick to notice, you couldn’t go for hikes as much and you had apparently injured your foot sometime in the near past as it had turned nasty shades of blue and purple

he knew you couldn’t make it to a doctor in your condition and he couldn’t take you himself so he hoped you’d be alright, though your condition only seemed to get worse

(i had just started thomas when the app crashed so i’m writing this again, it might suck)

JASON VOORHEES

so jason normally goes “hunting” at night, whether it be animal or human, and leaves you to sleep soundly in the cabin

though he didnt notice your new habit of sleepwalking, created by the stress of him being found and potentially killed by campers, but the farthest youve gone before is the grass at the edge of the porch before you woke up

so one night he’s out hunting while you somehow manage to make it down the stairs, out the front door and all the way to the sand without waking up

jason hears movement in the water and runs down there expecting to nab himself a stupid camper, but instead sees you, knee deep in the lake and walking deeper

you wake up to loud running footsteps and jason scooping you up and carrying you back to the cabin, where he tucks you in and vows to never leave the cabin at night for your safety

MICHAEL MYERS

alright so it may just be the atmosphere of the old myers house, but youve never known yourself to sleepwalk before

but now when you do, its normally just to the kitchen to grab a snack and then to the couch where you wake up in the morning

this time however, michael had just come home from his activities, and had forgotten to close the door in favor of cleaning off his knife

he didn’t notice you unconcious and surrounded by snacks on the couch when he walked in and when he heard your shuffling footsteps going down the hall he thought you just woke up to use the bathroom, until he heard “run, the boogeymans coming” and you walking out the door

he silently followed you until you reached the end of the porch and then he picked you up with an arm around you waist, causing you to wake up screaming, him slapping a hand over your mouth in response

he now sits at the end of the bed like a statue until you wake up each night so you dont hurt yourself in your sleep

BRAHMS HEELSHIRE

Brahms normally sleeps in the walls, while you sleep in the master bedroom which causes him to be a light sleeper, unlike when hes next to you in bed, then he sleeps like a baby

but tonight he wakes up to shuffling footsteps leaving your room, causing the old floorboards to creak

he makes his way to a peephole and peers out to see you, eyes closed and approaching the grand staircase

he rushes out of the space between the walls right as you take your first step onto the stairs and grabs your arms, pulling you back to the top, which in turn causes you to wake up

he carries you back to your room and after putting you down, slides into the bed next to you and snakes his arms around your waist, have fun getting out of that one

THOMAS HEWITT

thomas was in his “workshop” making the leather for a new mask, while his current one sat on the table as he stitched it back together, the only sounds being the occasional grunt or whimper when he poked himself with the needle and the crickets outside

that is, until he hears the crunch of dry grass leading from the direction of the house and towards the forest, this causes him to panic, forgetting that theres no victims trying to escape

he throws the workshop door open and rushes outside, chasing down the footsteps with a mallet clutched in his fist, but when he realizes the shuffling was you, the mallet hits the earth with a dull thud

he figures out the path you’re taking and picks up his pace, there’s bear traps all over these woods, and he doesn’t want you to get caught in one

he manages to catch you and scoops you up into his arms, making noises of concern while looking you over as you slowly wake up

(aaaa tysm🥺 you too!! also i just picked my favorite boy bc you didnt specify, i wouldve done more but i got lazy)

BRAHMS HEELSHIRE

ight its not an injury from another person, its his own stupidity. as ive said before he falls a lot when running through the walls and most of the time doesnt tell you as its just a few scrapes with little to no blood.

this time however, after an especially loud thud from inside the walls, he came to you sniffling, blood trickling out from under his mask and his pant legs rolled up to show a mix of scrapes and small cuts on his knees. you arent sure if the sniffling is from tears or his presumably broken nose but you immediately sit him down and run to grab the first aid kit.

when you come back you open it up and start to clean and bandage his knees as thats the easiest to handle, small whimpers being muffled by his mask as the disinfectant stings the broken skin. you tenatively ask if he’ll take off his mask to clean his nose and like expected he shakes his head.

you carefully explain why exactly you need him to take off his mask, with the fact that if his nose is broken it wont set properly with it on and things like that and also promise that you wont look anywhere but his nose to clean it up and he very slowly pull his mask up and rests it on top of his head, covering his cheeks and eyes much like a child playing peekaboo would.

you thanked him for trusting you before wiping off the blood that dripped down his face and off of his nose before sneaking a kiss to his real lips, you just couldnt help yourself. you give him a wet towel to clean the inside of his mask and an ice pack for his nose and baby him the rest of the day.

also he might just lift his mask for kisses more often, but only if its his choice, not if you ask.

BUBBA SAWYER

you had been with the Sawyers when the whole Hardesty problem occured, anxiously waiting with Nubbins for Bubba to come home. when he finally did you were happy but also scared when you saw how much blood was on him as you werent sure what was his and what was theirs.

you take him to the kitchen immediately and wash off the blood to see the extent of his injuries and are shocked to see the deep cut in his thigh from his chainsaw. it looks like its mostly stopped bleeding for the time being but still may require stitches, which is far out of your medical expertise. you very carefully explain that you need to disinfect his wounds and that it will hurt.

you slowly dab on the disinfectant and he whines as it stings at his open wounds, opting for slamming his fist on the counter instead of grabbing your arm, not wanting you to be hurt too. his eyes fill with tears that start to pour down his face as he tries to wipe them away.

when youve cleaned, bandaged and kissed his wounds better you kiss his forehead and praise him for being so strong, to which he coos in happiness and stands up to give you a huge hug.

(hello! :) i hope this is sufficient, after i finished thomas i got too tired to think straight)

THOMAS HEWITT

he saw you first inside of the meat packing warehouse, bleeding heavily, while he was chasing Erin, debated leaving her to help you but felt the need to kill her first. when she managed to get away he came back for you and realized you were hurt a lot worse than he thought.

by the time he came back you were on the verge of blacking out and sitting in a pool of your own blood, slashes littering your body as you had tried to assist Thomas in taking out Morgan and he had somehow gotten a knife, causing you to ultimately lose the fight and a lot of blood.

he carries you over his shoulder back to the house as best he can while also bleeding heavily and drops you gently onto the couch, leaving temporarily to bandage his arm. he comes back with a first aid kit and haphazardly tries to patch you up, which does little good except for helping his hope that youll be alright.

you do end up blacking out, from blood loss, exhaustion or another cause you arent sure, but you wake up to Hoyt pouring beer on your face and telling you to get out of the way bc theres some sports game on tv.

Thomas comes out of the basement, hands slightly bloody, and drags you to the bedroom to get you away from Hoyt. he is very worried about you but tries not to let his emotions consume him bc he has work to do and he doesnt like admitting feelings, but he will tuck you into bed with a kiss on your forehead so you can rest before he goes back to the basement to work on his projects.

JASON VOORHEES

he hadnt seen you in a few hours which he thought was strange but brushed it off as you having gone to the store for food. but as he walked past Pamela’s shrine he heard sniffling and cries of pain and the sound of something get hit, hard.

he threw the door open to see a bunch of counsellors surrounding you, calling you things like “freak” and “psycho” while alternating between punching you and hitting you with a broken canoe oar

he made quick work of your assailants and after disposing of them came back to check on you. you had bruises covering most of your face, torso and arms as well as blood pouring from your nose. now he doesnt know first aid in the slighest as most injuries he sustains are usually brushed off as flesh wounds, so he has no clue how to help you.

he gently picks you up and carries you back to your shared cabin while doing his best to stay out of sight, his heart breaking every time he hears you cry out in pain when you get jostled too hard.

he stays with you 24/7 while youre healing, making sure you rest as much as possible and getting you ice and food when you ask for it. when youre finally healed you ask to help him dispose of those counsellors bodies, opting to burn them in a pit and then filling in the hole when youre done.

MICHAEL MYERS

you were hiding, from who he wasnt sure, but what he was sure of was his desire to eviscerate whoever hurt you. he found you huddled in the corner of your closet with tears streaming down your face, jumping in fear when he opened the door.

you had been walking home from the store when you realized a small group of men were following you, no matter where you turned or what detours you took. you sped up and so did they. you went into a store and they followed.

you had made the mistake of walking past an alley, giving them the chance to jump you, dragging you into the alley and proceeding to mug and beat you senseless. when they had let up slightly to discuss their plans with you, you ran. faster than youve ever ran before with only one destination in mind, Michael.

he assumes they decided not to follow you into the creepy old Myers house and carefully get you out of the closet, holding you tightly as if trying to shield you from the world. that is until the front door slams open and he hears voices shouting for you to come out so they can finish you off, calling you a handful of derogatory terms in the process.

(i’ve already written almost this exact thing with michael and jason but with heat exhaustion so i hope its alright that i skip those two as i cant see how id change enough to be noticeably different)

THOMAS HEWITT

(i just realized how much more it features Luda Mae than Thomas whoops)

you’ve been unreasonably exhausted for a while now, but just wrote it off as the texas heat catching up to you or something that makes more sense. that is until you’re standing in the kitchen of the Hewitt house with your mug of tea and it suddenly slips out of your fingers and smashes on the floor, your delayed reaction only worsening the damage as you manage to dig the porcelain further into your feet.

you yelp in pain as it finally registers to you that youre standing in scalding hot tea and the remains of your favorite mug, the sudden noise of pain drawing Thomas out of wherever he was in the house, directly to you. when he sees the blood and shattered remains of the cup he quickly runs off to find Luda Mae so she can patch you up while he tidies up to avoid the lecture from Hoyt.

by the time they come back, which is realistically only a few minutes, youre gripping the counter for dear life as your legs start throbbing and your head starts spinning. Luda Mae sits you on the counter to bandage your wounds while Thomas disposes of the porcelain and rushes to your side, making sure you didnt sustain any more injuries.

“darlin’ you really ought to be more careful, cant have you dyin on us now” Luda Mae tells you, causing you to roll your eyes and push her away, your attitude coming out of nowhere and shocking her. you hop off the counter and open your mouth to sass Luda Mae but before you can you faint, almost hitting the ground before Thomas catches you and with a worried whine carries you to your shared room, lying you down so you can hopefully rest up.

when you wake up hours later, the suns starting to set and it looks like Thomas hasnt moved, still sitting on the end of the bed and watching you to make sure youre alright. when he sees youre awake he rushes to your side and holds your hands, babbling incoherently in happiness. now you just have to apologize to everyone for being rude, but its fine.

BRAHMS HEELSHIRE

(im tired and brahms initially came out beans and i cant stop laughing about it)

dating a manchild is tiring to say the least. he always wanting to do something with you and half of the time wont take no for an answer. so needless to say, youre incredibly sleep deprived and your only source of energy comes from caffeine.

on this particular day Brahms was even more relentless than normal, no wasnt an option, if he wanted to dance around the living room with you hed pout until you gave in and thats just how it was gonna work. the only problem is that youre living off of less than an hour of sleep and enough coffee to kill the hulk, but the energy boost was quickly fading.

he was effectively pulling you around like a marionette at this point, your energy plummeting so fast its almost impossible to adjust. you manage to shuffle towards the couch and sit down for a second but as soon as you pulled away he was watching you sadly repeatedly asking you whats wrong, but youre too out of it to reply.

he pulls you to your feet again only for you to go limp in his arms, dropping to the wood floor with a thud when he lets go in confusion, the confusion quickly being replaced by worry when he noticed you werent moving.

(i just drank an energy drink so i thought this was too funny)

JASON VOORHEES

hes so confused. he cant hear your heartbeat but he can just imagine that with how much youre jumping around that its skyrocketing.

he tries to calm you down but you push him away and try to run into the lake, your feet moving faster than your brain causes you to trip in the sand though.

he sits with you on the sand while you tell him stories, most likely leaving a few bits out because of how fast youre talking, and just waits for the crash.

it takes longer than he expects, you still having the energy to jump in the lake and swim around for a while before wading back to the sand and just muttering “ ‘m tired now”

upon your request, he carries you back to the cabin and you make him watch movies with you while you fall asleep using him as a pillow

THOMAS HEWITT

less confused than Jason, but definitely more scared, you’re bound to get yourself hurt in your caffinated state so he decides to accompany you in your hyper state, hoping to keep you mostly safe.

he follows you as you run into a nearby field and pick flowers, tucking one behind his ear, much to his “annoyance” (he loves it but doesnt show it). and also when you try to do cartwheels through the same field, resulting in some scrapes on your knees. he didnt even try to join in for that one, big guy knows his limits.

your caffeine filled escapades continue on for a few hours, effectively exhausting poor Tommy, but at least youre still mostly unhurt. it’s now sunset and youre starting to complain of an oncoming headache, signalling the end of your adventure, much to your dismay.

when you return to the farmhouse you watch Thomas as he does some of his daily chores, willing your eyes to stay open. he stayed with you while you did dumb shit, youll stay with him while he does dumb shit.

but the second you two head to bed, youre out like a light and Thomas finds it almost endearing, how you went from acting like a hyper puppy to sleeping like a baby.

BRAHMS HEELSHIRE

the only caffeine hes ever had has come from tea, as his parents probably never gave him soft drinks as a kid, so hes quite scared of how energetic you are now compared to how you normally act.

you said the energy drink was to help you stay awake while you were busy doing whatever it was, he cant quite remember. but its been so long that hes getting exhausted just watching you.

youve done everything from attempt to bake cookies, which were a disaster because your shaking hands threw off every measurement to racing him around the house, him winning every time.

he thought you were calming down until you grabbed him by the hand, dragging him to a spare room and turning on your favorite song. you pulled him up on the bed with you and danced around to the beat, almost falling every time you got too energetic.

you could hear his bashful giggles being muffled by his mask and you could tell he was enjoying himself as much as you were. and after hours of dancing you dropped down on the mattress pulling him down with you and whispered your thanks for him dealing with that as you fell asleep, the crash hitting you like a truck all of a sudden.

MICHAEL MYERS

hes usually killing babysitters, but now he feels like one. youve been begging him to do random activities with you, starting a few minutes after you dared yourself to shotgun a whole energy drink.

hes turned down all of the activities thus far, none sparking his interest as they require too much energy, of which you had most of his share too.

the one thing you managed to get him to agree to though, was carving a pumpkin. low energy and hard to mess up. perfect.

while you had many crazy ideas for what you wanted on yours, he stuck to a simple face, carving it with swift precise cuts. you on the other hand, nick yourself with the knife almost every time you pick it up, too excited to get your idea out of your brain and onto the “canvas”.