Hello, could you do Gaslight District mud x informant reader who gives him everything he asks for information for the smiling dead relationship headcanons
۶ৎ Mud x Informant!GN!Reader HCs
《 A/N: OOOoo!! I love this idea, I'm seriously considering writing more with this type of reader since it's so interesting and has a alotta potential for nsfw hcs mwahahaa! tyty for requesting! btw on the wiki it says he's over 7 feet like HELLOOO?? 😼😻 》
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“You always give me what I want, sweetheart. Makes me wonder what you want in return…”
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☠︎︎ Your first run-in with Mud happened in one of the grimiest corners of the Gaslight District.
☠︎︎ You were in the middle of selling dirt on a rival gang when Mud overheard, casually shot the buyer in the head, and offered you double what they were paying.
☠︎︎ What a meet-cute, amirite?
☠︎︎ At first, Mud kept you at a distance– because, y’know, this is the Gaslight District!
☠︎︎ In the early stages of your 'partnership', he’d meet you in abandoned warehouses (always with his finger on the trigger of his shotgun) and eventually, he’d let you share intel in the freezer room of the Whale Belly Butchershop (which I suppose is him bringing you to his bedroom if you think about it)
☠︎︎ I feel like he’d do something freaky, like point his gun to your head and get really close to you, looming over you with a scowl and warning glare.
☠︎︎ “Don’t take it personal, dollface. I haven’t survived 5,000 years by bein’ careless.”
☠︎︎ You’re not stupid, you knew better than to play games with the Smiling Dead.
☠︎︎ The first time you really earned his respect was when you gave him exact details on a rival gang’s rare-item shipment which led to the cleanest heist they’ve had all week!
☠︎︎ While you provide information to the whole Smiling Dead family, Mud has claimed you as his informant.
☠︎︎ Also, your network is absurd.
☠︎︎ “Oh! I know a guy who knows a girl whose aunt’s roommate’s cousin’s best friend–”
☠︎︎ You’ve got dirt on everyone.
☠︎︎ Which is a blessing and a curse when rival gangs are always breathing down your goddamn neck.
☠︎︎ You absolutely gossip with Mel like it’s your second job.
☠︎︎ Breadhead sometimes joins in, sipping from a teacup and nodding while you spill the wildest stories.
☠︎︎ “THEN, when the vows were starting, she stood up and said, 'I’m pregnant with his baby!'"
"You're lying. Y/N, tell me you're lying!”
☠︎︎ His eyes never leave yours when you share info, his feet up on a table, cigarette dangling from his grinning lips as he listens to your latest report.
☠︎︎ In the pilot, you were def one of the persons she got intel from! (and NOT the wrong info about Angel Mother) You provided pictures, maps, everything!
☠︎︎ He shares his lighter with you when you two smoke together (only after he trusts you)
☠︎︎ Mud suspects you know more than you let on–which...is true, you do!
☠︎︎ You’ve pieced together about Melancholy being human, but keep it to yourself.
☠︎︎ It’s your most valuable bargaining chip, saved for when you might truly need it.
☠︎︎ One of these days, Mud will ask you for everything, and I mean everything you know via gunpoint before he can fall deeper in love with you.