Helloo! I have a request: so basically Reader is on a trip to find her husband who was a soldier, worried for him and she's expecting his child, however she doesn't know he lost his life in the battlefield.
How do fear and hunger termina characters react to her wanting to find her husband? (Can be platonic or romantic it's up to you :) )
Fear and hunger Termina characters x fem reader
( authors note : I chose Marcoh , Abella , Marina and Henryk for these head-canons btw itâs a mix of platonic and romantic (:)
â You came to Termina looking for your husband, a soldier lost to war. But you found something else instead â love, family, and survival.
You were never meant to be here.
He told you to stay back home â to rest, to be safe, to protect the little life growing inside you. But something deep in your chest screamed at you to go, to find him, to know he was okay. So you came to Termina, clutching hope like it was the last thing tethering you to sanity.
What you didnât know⊠was that your husband had already lost his life on the battlefield.
And still, through the chaos, bloodshed, and cursed skies, you found people who made this hell a little less cruel.
When Marcoh first heard your story â that youâd wandered into Termina pregnant, desperate to find your soldier husband â something shifted in him. He wasnât just moved⊠he was determined.
He quietly vowed to protect you and your unborn child with everything he had. Marcoh started training you, teaching you practical combat moves so you wouldnât be defenseless, even while gently reminding you not to push yourself too hard.
You were strong, and he saw it â but that didnât mean you had to be alone.
When the truth finally came out â that your husband had died in battle â you were broken. But Marcoh didnât leave. He stayed. Through your grief, through the birth, through the sleepless nights and quiet mourning.
He helped raise your child, never once asking for anything in return. And somewhere along the way, as the seasons turned and life began to feel warm again, that bond turned into something deeper.
He became more than a protector. He became yours.
đ ïž Abella (platonic)
When you told Abella your story, she was floored. She blinked at you like, âYouâre WHAT now?â But once it settled in, she was fully locked in as your battle buddy and emotional support bestie.
She gave you the full-on princess treatment every single day. âSit down, rest your feet, youâre literally making a human.â She stuck to you like glue during the festival, ready to fight monsters and weird cultists with a wrench in one hand and your cravings list in the other.
After the nightmare of Termina, Abella stuck around like it was the most natural thing in the world.
She became the Cool Auntâą â the one who teaches your kid how to climb trees, helps you run errands, and convinces you to buy that dessert you âdefinitely donât need.â
She makes life feel fun again, and you know deep down you and your child would be lost without her.
Marina was blunt the second you met her. âYour husband left you here? While pregnant? Hmph. He better have had a damn good reason.â
(Spoiler: he did. He didnât survive.)
Despite her snark, Marina was soft with you. She always made sure you were hydrated, always held your hand when you got nervous, and insisted you rest even if you argued back. âYouâre carrying a whole baby. Shut up and lay down.â
She was sassy, but she never made you feel weak.
When the dust settled and the festival ended, Marina didnât leave. She stayed for you. For the baby.
Sheâd rock the crib at 3 AM and then curl back into bed with you like it was the most natural thing. Your child started calling her âMamaâ without even being told to â and neither of you corrected it.
Marina never said I love you right away. She showed it. In every sleepless night, every meal made, every forehead kiss.
And eventually, you said it back.
Henryk was shocked when he learned you were pregnant and still wandering through this cursed festival trying to find your husband. âYouâre serious?â he asked with wide eyes â and when you nodded, he just sighed and said, âAlright. Then Iâll make sure you both get out of here alive.â
Henryk never let you go hungry. Even when supplies were low, he always gave you the bigger portion. âYouâre eating for two. Donât argue with me.â
He was the one who cooked for everyone, who told you stories by the fire to keep your nerves steady.
And after everything ended â after the tears and the grief and the baby was born â Henryk became Uncle Henryk.
The one who always brought homemade food, taught your kid how to cook, and organized little outings to the market or cozy movie nights.
He was your rock, your best friend, the constant that never let you fall. You didnât raise your child alone. You raised them together.
In a world full of fear and hunger, you didnât just survive â you found family.
Some by blood, some by love, and some who simply refused to let you go through hell alone.
