#westerntale killer

Teehee. Rubs my hands together evily

Killer's magic becomes erratic. His SOUL siphons off more, jolting magic that fills the air with an ambience of danger. A singular, red ring for an eyelight will form in his left socket. His body heat shoots up and he now has two moods:

You're gonna fucking die or I'm making a nest and putting you in it and you are not getting out.

When he's in his "You're gonna fucking die" state, it's never towards you- though the danger of existing near him during this is still a bit of a risk (collateral damage, bro is throwing shit).

"I'm making and nest and putting you in it and you are not getting out" is purely an instinctual reaction to danger. A deep, primal, incredibly powerful urge to keep you safe activates during the time where he is, most definitely, at his most dangerous and therefore: you have become the safest person on the planet for that moment.

Dust goes non-verbal and, quite simply, hides when he's not wanting to commit mass-genocide. He'll likely be shaking and fuzzy-headed, but he can recall one prominent thing: You. He wants you to stay with him- and if you don't, he's going to come and find you.

Anyone who stands in his way can and will be mercilessly slaughtered.

Horror during an LV high is... attentive, but lethal. Anyone who he doesn't know close enough that comes into your shared territory is going to have their head crushed in.

He's insanely strong, and I can guarantee you, from the moment he's got you bundled up in blankets with some warm soup, curled around you like a particularly affectionate dog, there is no one that can touch you without facing severe consequences.

( Save for the other boys )

Nightmare with an LV high is a slightly more dangerous, slightly less filtered, slightly more violent Nightmare. Never to you, of course, but he gets pretty jittery, too. Bouncing on his feet or rapidly tapping his distals against something.

Cross doesn't get LV highs anywhere near as frequently, but when he has them, they're always sudden and he acts more sick than anything else. This is a time where if anyone steps on the territory (that isn't someone he knows well enough) he is Fucking Them Up, but otherwise he's going to be all fuzzy-headed and bleary-eyed, reaching out to you like a little kitten.

Bad Sanses Edition!! ( Feel free to ask for others )

Westerntale Killer's smooches aren't often, as romantic and cuddly as he loves to be (cough cough you better catch him before those commitment issues make him flee cough cough), but when they do they're often incredibly romantic and equally as playful as they are soft. He's the type to dip you with almost every kiss he gives. Very sweet. Very gremlin-like. He's also definitely the type to show you off.

Westerntale Dust's smooches are even less frequent. He's not the type to initially kiss you himself- preferring to wait for you to ask. But if he does kiss you by himself, he always asks for permission first. Usually a quiet "kiss?" is uttered before he gently tips your head up into a breath-taking smooch. His kisses are, more often than not, gentle and soft, but the affection they carry steal the breath from your lungs. ( Something he's quite good at- stealing. )

Westerntale Horror's kisses are usually frequent and usually gentle little pecks to your cheeks, forehead, hands, or nose. On the very rare occasion he smooches you on the lips, it's usually quite brief but very, very affectionate. Kind of like a content little nuzzle, essentially. Very comfortable, very affectionate.

Westerntale Nightmare's kisses are usually actually quite nervous. He's a charming, prideful, gremlin of a bastard but he is terribly nervous when someone he genuinely dearly cares about decides they want to smooch him. He gives kisses very affectionately, but not often- and always in private. Expect to see a semblance of a dopey grin on his flushed face afterwards, too.

Heheheheh.

Killer is probably trying to distance himself as much as possible. As soon as you're near him he is out immediately. He's terrified of catching feelings and so desperately doesn't want to have to go through that disappointment. But if you do manage to corner this Houdini somehow, he's going to be a nervous trainwreck. Laughing nervously, sweating, and a red blush forming on his face. If you manage to catch him and corner him, you better keep him or he's going to gap it out of town as quick as possible.

Dust is admittedly likely a lot more comfortable around you, actually. Nervous, sure, but he's beginning to be a whole lot more open to talking about himself with you- as well as getting close to slowly ridding himself of his scarf, poncho, and gloves (leaving his relaxed blouse, pants and shoes as well as his hat). He might start to hang around a lot more, as well as just... looking at you. Adverting his obvious eyelight whenever you two make eye-contact.

Horror is... adorably attached? Flustered, definitely, whenever you compliment him on anything he does for you- which leads us onto our next thing he does: things. For you. A lot of them. That guttering you've been meaning to get to for a while? He's got you. That dusting you haven't done for ages? He's got you. Too tired to cook yourself a meal? He's got you.

Nightmare ups the charm but also ups the distance. He'll come to you less and less, internally concerned with all of these emotions and kind of internally panicking because "aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa". Commitment issues? He has 'em. Not as bad as Killer does but uh... he's definitely struggling, pfft. Snatch him and haul him into your life- he'll go willingly enough.

Cross is like. A genuine schoolboy. Flustered and dying whenever you get close to him- stumbling over his words and getting you silly little gifts he thinks you'll like. Invite him over to hang out- he really, really wants to spend time with you.

Killer is cuddly and romantic even before you get past his commitment issues. He wants someone to love and dote on badly, but won't let himself stay around to get attached. Once he's there, though, and you've got him under lock and key, he becomes the most devoted, loyal, loving sonofabitch to ever grace the deserts you live in.

Dust is usually very... hesitant? Out of his depth. Constantly, always asking for your consent before he so much as touches you because he doesn't know where the boundaries are and goddamn he doesn't want to cross them. But he's insanely loyal and will actively threaten anyone that looks at you in a way he doesn't like. He's not a jealous guy- no, that means that he's wishing he was the person meant to make him "jealous." He's possessive, is what he is. Not to the point of being overbearing, but he isn't afraid to show others that he's yours and he is keeping it that way. He also. Stares a lot at you, from afar. You can be in a crowded room and look up and his visible eyelight is locked onto you.

Horror is. Undeniably like a golden retriever. He's fiercely loyal and so very affectionate to the ones he cares about. Usually he's this big intimidating figure but it's heart-warming for all of the old gossip ladies to see him practically melt in your hands. Constantly doing things wherever he can for you- including cooking and getting ingredients where he can.

Nightmare, who also struggles to commit to relationships, is also one of the charming-but-also-struggling-internally-because-I-don't-actually-know-how-to-romance guys. He's doing his best, he swears, and it's evident in the way he's trying to figure you out and learn what your love languages are so he can effectively get across how much he cares. He's also willing to do essentially anything for you- all you have to do is ask.

Cross is nothing short of a devoted lover. He's nowhere near that "prince charming" sort of persona- what, with his rugged clothes and wanted poster slapped almost everywhere for how much crap he's stolen- but that doesn't make him any less loving towards his significant other. He loves to cuddle with you if you'll let him, often leaning on doorways of whatever room you're in and smiling stupidly to himself as he watches you with the more adoration ever seen in someone's gaze.

Mmmm. Well, pretty simply: don't be an asshole. *vague hand gestures.*

They don't. Exactly have types lmao? Not specifically. This has ended up more as a what you have to be prepared to deal with lmao

Killer doesn't exactly have a type, but in order to romance him, you've got to be strong enough to push him around a little bit. There's going to be a point in your relationship where you've got to grab him in order to stop him from leaving.

Dust also doesn't have a type, but you can't be the type of person that expects him to come to you, because he most definitely won't. He's a guy that would rather sit on the sidelines or in the background, so you've got to be the one to come up to him for the first ten or so interactions before he'll start seeking you out himself.

Horror,,, for him you've got to be willing to understand and know that, while he wants you to eat a proper diet, he himself likely won't take care of himself. You've got to force him to sleep because he won't otherwise.

Nightmare? You've got to be willing to put up with his cocky pride. He can be a bit of an asshole- but as his significant other, you can probably affectionately and playfully argue with him.

Cross? Have fun. Be silly. Do whatever you want to and ramble to him about what you love- because he loves to listen to you talking. Your voice is always so nice to him.

Hello 💀Anon!! 'S nice to see you around!!

Westerntale Dust usually doesn't really connect to people, pfft. It takes him a hell of a lot to like someone- considering they usually just do it because he's the dangerous and unnerving guy. He's actually pretty cool to be around- but when you first meet, it's probably him just quietly staring at you with that singular, visible, red, dripping eyelight of his.

God that bastard. That *bastard*. You knew what he was doing- you just didn't know why. You thought you were getting on well, but all of the sudden? *poof*. Gone. Any time you tried to talk to him? He suddenly had something to do. Any offer to help was denied, and any time you wanted to see him, he was out. It was like he wanted nothing to do with you. As far as you knew, you didn't do anything wrong, so what was up?? It was taking everything in you to not track that little shit down. Luckily you didn't have to.

Sitting alone amidst the stars, you found him. He was just staring at them, his legs crossed easily as he leans back. He didn't even notice you. Not until you got in his space and stood over him. Hands on your hips and a frown on your face, you stared down at him. His sockets widen slightly- what were you doing out so late? He didn't have time to think about it before you spoke

"'re you upset with me?" you ask, your face softening

"no?" he answers simply, moving to sit up and get away. He didn't get the chance.

Killer's hands reflexively fly to your hips as you sit down on his lap to keep him from moving, his phalanges sitting nicely against your skin. "w-what're ya-" you grip his poncho, pulling his face closer to yours. His zygomatic arches flush a pretty red

"'M serious. Did I do somethin'? You've been avoidin' me like the plague, an' 'm gettin' sick'a it" you eye him, mouth set in a firm line

"n-no. ya didn't do nothin'. i jus'.. 'm jus' confused 's all" he admits, his bonebrows pulling together "been feelin' odd lately."

"'Bout what? Y'know I'd help you 'f you'd only ask for it" you study his face, taking in his blush. Suddenly, something clicks and you can't help but lean in closer, the air around you shifting as it grows thick with tension "'nless its 'bout me?"

"w-well i- u-uhm-" he stutters, trying to save himself.

A cocky little smirk makes it's way to your face that has his grip on your hips tightening "'ssat what it is? Ya feelin' nervous 'round me, kills?" you tilt your head, your hand snaking up to rest on his shoulder while the other tilts his chin towards you. "Awhh, that's cute.. But 'ncredibly unnecessary. I don't think ya thought 'bout how *I* feel 'bout that. I quite like it. I like *you*. Quite a lot, 'f you were wonderin'"

He sits there still and silent for a moment, before his voice, softer than you've *ever* heard it, speaks up "ya do..?"

You don't answer him verbally, instead, you pull him a little bit closer to press your lips to his teeth. He makes a sound of surprise, but pushes back happily. You pull back after a second, letting the sweetness of it linger

"Would I do that if I didn't?" you smirk

"... guess not" he slowly grins back up at you and you nudge him playfully

"Don't go disappearin' on me again, 'kay? I quite like havin' you 'round."

"i won't." he looks up at you softly

"Promise?" your eyebrow raises

"...i promise."

"Great. Oh, 'nd fix your face. You look like a tomato" you tease with a grin and he scoffs, taking his hat and lovingly shoving it in your face

"shut up, as if you're 'ny better" he huffs before he takes his hat away and rights your hair. After a moment, he places his hat on your head right, and pulls you in for another kiss.

-cross' and epic's anon

fuck yeah, loving this

your writing, as always, is immaculate- thank you for blessing my inbox with this

I can't give specifics on what kind of drinks Dust makes, since I'm not personally a fan of alcohol and don't drink it (so I can't properly say what he'd drink) but he really likes cocktails, I'd think. He likes most kinds of juice, so mixing that with alcohol is a pretty average thing for him to do. ( Particularly a fan of mango-orange juice )

Killer has collected so far:

5 G (Olden G, it's made out of a much more bronze-esque, harder-to-find metal than the normal Pyrite. It's not very shiny but he finds the inscription cool)

A metal wire

Two hairbands (pink in colouration, for giving his horse goofy hairstyles)

A couple random gears he found from somewhere (they're kind of rusty,,, )

A petrified piece of wood (He stole it from somewhere. He thinks it was important?)

Two pieces of green, smooth glass! (He yoinked those, too.)