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theres-a-body-here · 1 month

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Love Letter Aftermath

First part

The realization of receiving a love admission sinks in for the killers

Characters: Oni, Trapper, Deathslinger, Mastermind, Cannibal, Ghostface Warnings: Some spice Male!reader

The Oni - Kazan Yamaoka

He's angry

Angry at you for giving him that damn letter

And angry at himself for keeping it

He keeps it on his shrine

Even while he tries to distract himself with training between trials, your letter is all that's on his mind

At least once a day, for a couple of minutes, he stares at the letter while working up the courage to crumple it and dispose of it

He never can

When Rin found the letter, his heat sunk

She thought it was cute, but rolled her eyes at how Kazan was acting

The days following the letter, you've noticed in trials with Oni, he never downs you with his Kanabo anymore, only his Katana

Even during chases, when he's activated his blood fury right behind you, he stampedes off somewhere to down anyone else

And when he carries you to hooks, you've noticed how gently he holds you

But he never stays after hooking you and seems to avoid your gaze

Strangely, Rin has been giving you some leeway during trials as well

The Trapper - Evan MacMillan

When he got back to his realm after the trial, he immediately went to work on making a box for the letter

Yeah, a whole keepsake box for a single letter

He places it next to the box where he keeps his old drawings

Whenever he sees you in trials, he still gets those butterflies

If you step in one of his traps, he's immediately rushing to where he heard you scream

If he sees any other survivors trying to free you, he swats at them

Evan gently pulls at the jaw of the trap and pulls it apart, letting you retract your injured foot

He's trying his hardest not to ogle your legs

"Sorry," he mutters gruffly, his hands holding your leg softly while he inspects the damage

He picked up some gauze that one of the others dropped and begins to bandage your wound

He can feel your gaze burning holes into his mask as he works

He's the one to break the silence

"I've killed you... and your friends, over and over."

There's a long pause on your end before you respond

"I know"

You two leave it at that

The Deathslinger - Caleb Quinn

Caleb keeps the letter under the bar counter in his realm

Whenever he returns from an exhausting or lost trial, he looks at it

A small part of him still thinks you're messing with him

He's way too nervous and skittish around you now to do anything, so you're gonna have to initiate everything

In trials, you do your best to spend time with him

Especially when you insist that he treats you no different

When he carries you to hook, you take the moment to touch him

You turn your head to plant a kiss on the back of his neck

Caleb visibly shivers and lets out a groan

"Yer tryin' ta kill me, ain'tcha?"

"Is it working?"

Despite you asking otherwise, he tends to leave you alone when he can in trials, opting to hide the others

If you confront him about it, he'll deny it

The Mastermind - Albert Wesker

He keeps your letter in the inner pocket of his jacket

You definitely have his full attention now

Don't expect any special treatment, because he's not gonna give it

In fact, he seems to actively seek you out first if he knows you're in his trial

Wesker gets angry when you can't loop him for more than a couple of minutes

"Are you even trying? Pathetic"

While carrying you to a hook, he's lecturing you all the way

"You didn't run it tight enough. You were too greedy with the pallet. You didn't check your blind spots."

He'll get even more irritated if you start to tear up

Can't you see he's trying to help you?

Wesker refuses to have someone so vulnerable as an admirer

So you better get to it

If you do manage to improve and become better in trials, his attitude changes

It goes from scoldings to rewards

He takes off his gloves to hold your chin and pull you close

You feel his lips ghost over your cheek and shiver when he tightens his grip on you

He stares at your face, drinking up your reactions

And then he lets you go, watching as your face twists from dazed to confused

"What? Were you expecting a kiss?"

You're gonna have to do a lot more if you wanna get a smooch from him

The Cannibal - Bubba Sawyer

He tapped your letter to the side of his chainsaw

He gets all giddy when he glances at it during his sweeps, especially if he manages to down a survivor

It's his good luck charm

If he spots you in a trial, he'll literally drop everything to rush over and give you hug

Bubba would honestly hug you all trial if you let him

He's definitely become a bit more protective over you, maybe even prone to jealousy

He doesn't even let anyone work on gens with you, revving his chainsaw if anyone gets too close

Once everyone gets the message and leaves you two be, he'll sit behind you as you work and hug you

Expect lots of nuzzles

Bubba whines when the gen is completed and you have to stand up to find a new one

He follows you like a puppy until you find the next one and the process begins anew

The Ghostface - Danny Johnson

Danny doesn't really have anywhere he can store the letter safely

So he does the logical thing and memorizes it's contents, word for word

He doesn't care what happens to the paper

Sometimes during trials, he'll tease you by reciting it during chases

Even adding things you're certain you never added

"And I promise to always let you smash whenever and wherever you want," he says, mimicking your voice as you dangle from the hook

"I NEVER WROTE THAT!!"

Being her favorite, The Entity doesn't care if Danny spares you every trial

But he won't

Because he's a meanie

"No hard feelings, right boo?" He coos as he plunges his blade into your back

If you're sore about it, he's more than happy to make it up to you

He'll run his cold leather-gloved hands under your shirt, pressing you against a wall as you try to stay angry

"Come on, don't be like that," he mutters into your ear, squishing your sides

If you fold now, he'll tease you for being whipped

But if you stay strong, he'll pull out the big guns

He buries his masked face into your neck, slowly grinding his hips against yours

"You feel that, baby? You feel how sorry I am?" He growls, pressing his hard-on against you

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wifeyifey · 1 year

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Also I’m making a prompt where the reader says to whoever “I’m tired of men having slutty little waists” cause I think this is funny to imagine their reactions

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l0sercat · 1 year

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My i ask wesker( i just love this dude) Ghostface, frank and deathslinger watching a survivor(they like the surv) wrestling another survivor for a item that they found on the ground

Killers react to survivors wrestle for a item

Ghostface

"It's mine you fucker"

He snapped his head towards the direction he heard the voice

He went to see what happened

He paused then laughed

He started recording the whole thing laughing his ass off the whole time

Roots for you obviously

If it looks like your losing he will hit the other survivor

Wesker

Hears cursing

He makes his way over

His curiosity piqued

See's you and another survivors wrestling

He smirks and finds it very amusing

He will walk over to you

Slam the survivor into a wall and hand you the item, smiling

He's such a good boy ☺️💕

Frank

He went into a frenzy and rushed to where the auras (or whatever) were at

He then stopped dead in his tracks

A survivor putting you in a chokehold while you scratch their face and any exposed skin, drawing blood

He is confused why and steps in to get the survivor off you, downing them

When he finds out it's over an item he laughs in disbelief

DeathSlinger

He was walking around

And stumbled upon you on top of a survivor choking them with some rusty chains

He was alarmed

Where did you get the chains and why are you choking your comrade

After the survivor calls out for mercy you stop and grab a medkit

He legit scratches his head and blinks

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thewailingbells · 8 months

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Hi I was wondering if I could request a shy/quiet female Reader who has a hard time sticking up for herself like she's a huge pushover (like myself) paired up with Caleb Quinn.

And also I just want to say I really like your work (⁠◍⁠•⁠ᴗ⁠•⁠◍⁠)⁠❤

Deathslinger With a Pushover Reader

AN: I’m so happy someone sent in a request for Deathslinger I’ve been absolutely obsessed with him lately! I’m also so glad that you like my work!

He sees everything. Even when you think he’s not looking, he is.

Caleb sees you giving your med-kit to fully healed survivors despite you needing it. He sees when you give them your shiny new toolbox despite you wanting to use it. All for your teammates to leave you hanging on a hook.

Caleb hates when good people like yourself get walked all over. That being said, he does like minding his own business. He has enough problems himself, he doesn’t need your issues too. At least that’s what he tells himself.

The next trail you’re in with him he sees one of your fellow survivors forcing you to give up your brand new toolbox that is in perfect condition.

“I really wanted to use my toolbox this match,” you meekly told your teammate.

“I’ll give you my toolbox.” They quickly ripped yours from your hand and gave you their broken-down one.

Caleb had enough. After he saw that he swiftly pulled you into him using his redeemer. He gently grabbed the back of your head and whispered in your ear. “They’re not your friends, you know. They don’t care ‘bout you. I want you to go over there and get your toolbox back. If you don’t, I’ll kill you next time I see you. You hear?”

You didn’t know what terrified you more, the Deathslinger killing you or having to get your toolbox back. You quickly realized which one would be more painful.

You managed to find your teammate again. “Ummm, I need my toolbox back please.”

“What? I didn’t hear you.”

“I said I want my toolbox back please.”

Your teammate just laughed. “No. I’m using it. You gave it to me. It’s mine now.”

“No. It’s mine! Give it back!”

Unbeknownst to you, Deathslinger was watching the entire thing go down. He was standing behind you, keeping himself hidden behind a large rock. He heard you trying and he was damn proud. The arguing went on for another minute or so and Caleb knew you weren’t going to get the toolbox back. So he took matters into his own hands.

He peaked out from around the rock and pointed his gun directly at your teammate. Their eyes widened at the sight. They quickly gave you your toolbox and ran away. Caleb just laughed to himself and walked off.

You smiled and ran to go find Caleb. He was on one of the far-away sides of the map when you found him.

“Deathslinger! Deathslinger I did it! I got it back!”

He smiled at you. “Good job. Knew you could do it. I got a little present for you.”

Caleb then moved out of the way to reveal the hatch behind it. “Come on now. You deserve it.”

You giggled and gave him a big hug. “Thank you!” You quickly jumped down into the hatch. Yeah, he definitely liked you.

#dbd x reader #dead by daylight #dead by daylight x reader #deathslinger x reader #the deathslinger #caleb quinn x reader #caleb quinn #the deathslinger x reader

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5eraphim · 1 year

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Just read you DBD killers x Altruistic Reader (it was amazing, btw) and am now wondering if you could Deathslinger and or Wraith and Doctor too for it?

Aww, thank you so much! I hope you enjoy this installment as well, and thank you so much for the request, I really appreciate it :)

Part 1 (Not required reading, but if you wanted to read more)

Rating: PG

Characters: Doctor, Wraith and Deathslinger

Word Count: 1.5k

Requests are currently open <3

The Doctor

Oh, this is gonna be good.

The Doctor is more knowledgeable than other killers and quickly picks up. You weren't unskilled or stupid given his eerily accurate ability to read and analyze people he'd maintained in the entitie's realm.

Furthermore, Herman was genuinely fascinated with you. His mind constantly tries to find new stimulation to fuel new experiments. And never before had he seen a survivor so dedicated to altruism as you were. Considerable given how long he'd served the entity in this realm.

From this point on, he would ensure you were in a near-constant state of madness. Constantly plaguing you with visions and auditory hallucinations, an agony where you were never sure you could trust your own mind. Herman wanted to observe and see if he could break you with this alone. If just a little spark of madness were enough to snuff out your altruism and lead you to behave as selfishly as the rest of your team. For some time, he was proven, unfortunately, correct.

In this state, you were blinded to the fact you were running past injured survivors you could've easily stopped by to heal. Racing in a blind panic from visions of the Doctor when he wasn't there and wasting your time cowering in fear while the rest of your team was forced to try and win the match without you. All the while, Herman felt a sick sense of pride, knowing he'd broken someone who once was so staunchly altruistic.

It was terrifying for you. Unable to ignore your team members' glares and cold shoulders after losing the match because of your inability to control your madness. The humiliation stung, though deep down, it was getting other people hurt that really got to you.

In the subsequent trial you fought against Herman, you spent what felt like ages mentally preparing yourself to fight the madness and swore you wouldn't let him break you so quickly as he had before. But, ultimately, you realized no madness could compare to the hatred you felt for him.

Eventually, you got your wish and found yourself facing off against the monster in question, hearing his skin-crawling giggle as he no doubt instantly had his eye on you. Though this time, you refused to let him have the upper hand. Staring him down, daring him to make the first move and prove you weren't so easily intimidated. You waited, expecting him to use his power or to start charging forward. You didn't expect to hear him taunting you, slowly drawing nearer with a composer you'd never seen from him before.

"What a privilege it is to possess such loyal prey."

You grit your teeth, forcing yourself to hold your ground and not flee like before. You continued to stare him down from your position. Internally you were waiting to sprint off the moment he charged at you for real. Internally you reasoned with yourself it was wise to keep him here as long as possible to buy your team more time. But his words caught you off guard, and you couldn't help but wonder what he meant by this.

"If I didn't know any better, I'd think you were upset it'd been so long since we'd seen each other."

His words sent a chill down your spine. There was an off-putting edge to his words you'd never seen before. Enough to send you sprinting away, swearing to prove yourself to the rest of the team this match. You did your best to ignore the way you could've sworn you could still hear his voice in the back of your mind as you sprinted away.

"Absence makes the heart grow fonder. I've so missed breaking you with my madness. It looks like we need to compensate for the lost time then, doesn't it?"

The Wraith

This truly hurt him to watch.

The only way he'd managed to endure his sadistic role in this realm inflicting pain upon the innocent was to let himself believe everyone here was evil. To convince himself, this was a place of misery for miserable people. The idea he was only doing what he was told, and if the survivors were in his position, they would do the same. It was simply the way things were.

But when he watched you never failing to stop and heal a teammate in need, the way you were so unafraid to take a hit for another despite the danger it meant for you awoken something within himself that lay dormant for a long time.

The Wraith wasn't afraid to take his suffering, this inner turmoil, out on you. How dare you remain so gentle and hopeful in a world which broke so many. He projected much of his guilt of becoming complacent in the suffering of others onto you, and every act of altruism he observed from you only spurred him on. Not allowing himself to think about the blatant denial he used to cope.

When he finally discovered how your team didn't work nearly as hard to save you, he realized how much he resonated with you.

He desperately felt he needed to communicate with you. He could ignore the obsession no longer. But, as much as he wanted to hate you or see you as everything he couldn't be, he knew it was all a lie.

After a fierce trial between you and him, he decided it was time to make his move. You were in such a panic watching your team fall one by one as you just couldn't seem to work fast enough. You failed to realize how you were being carefully monitored by the killer. Phillip moved as silently as a shadow behind you, not even needing to cloak himself as your fear fueled you, blinding you to the danger at hand.

Typically, when you saw the hatch spawn and knew the game was nearly over, you were always so relieved, but not this time. Instead, all you could focus on was the guilt you felt not being able to save anyone, hardly managing to preserve yourself against the killer you feared the most.

You could hear Phillip's bell chime close behind, your stomach sinking as you realized you were almost certainly about to die. Sure enough, after you ran close enough to nearly touch the hatch, you felt a hard blow between your shoulder blades. Knocking you down with the sheer force of the attack.

You waited for the mori that never struck. Instead, you heard a voice whispering in your ear,

"You want an easy way out. I can tell you want to keep your morality intact, but this is no way to do it. So please, don't end up like me."

And with that, the monster seemingly vanished altogether, as you were left alone, trying to force yourself to crawl forward despite how your head spun, unable to forget his words. You may not understand what he meant by this, but for a moment, you couldn't help but feel more compassion than fear for the monster.

The Death Slinger

When Caleb wised up to the way you were acting so recklessly with your own life, he was furious. He was forced to grow up tough in life and knew altruism like this would kill you. Though Caleb didn't want to admit it to himself, he also resented watching you save others, knowing he never had the luxury of someone doing the same for him when he was alive.

His tip-off about your intentions was watching you work on the generators. He may not have the best "people smarts," but he was an engineer in life, and he can tell a lot about someone by listening to them work on mechanics. Your competency quickly disproved his initial read of you as unskilled. In other words, you weren't going down so fast because you were just easy prey. You knew how to save yourself. There was just something else going on here entirely.

Despite all this, he cannot help but feel sympathy for you. Nothing upsets him like treachery, and the way no one else seemed to care whether you lived or died really affected him.

Caleb needed no additional reason to hate the survivors. But when he watched you limping post-trial around the fire with the others. It didn't matter to him how survivors were always restored to perfect health before every trial. That didn't change the fact it should be them in pain, not you!

Despite his obsession, you were hardly aware the cowboy was so obsessed with stalking you. After all, he was just the type to leave personal matters outside of trials, and from your point of view, the killer was just as ruthless and cruel to you as he was to anyone else. Though you couldn't shake the way, you could swear you saw his ghostly phantom-like eyes following you well after the match.

You were seriously taken off guard when you were pulled right behind him with the awful grip of his bayonet. Caleb leaning down to whisper in your ear,

"If you want to dig your grave to protect these snakes, you call a team. I won't stop you. But don't be surprised when you find a knife in your back that doesn't belong to a killer."

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vikkirosko · 19 days

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Hello. Can I ask Clown, Trickster (if you're writing about those two) and Deathslinger with hyperactive S/O?

Headcanons Hyperactive

🌼 Clown x Reader 🪶

You caught Kenneth's attention during the trials. He planned to just walk up to you while you were trying to fix the generator and attack you, but he stopped when he saw how you were distracted from fixing it every time there was a rustle, crows cawing or something else. Because of this, you were constantly making mistakes while fixing the generator. It even started to seem funny to him. He didn't know the reason why you were acting like that, but he was interested in watching you

When you started chatting, he found out that the reason for your behavior was that you were hyperactive. It was difficult for you to focus on completing tasks and sometimes it seemed that you were distracted even during conversations. Kenneth liked to watch how quickly you switched your attention, but he wouldn't let you near his bottles, not knowing what might happen

When you were on the same trials, he was watching you. He laughed at you, seeing how you were distracted once again. Your comrades took advantage of the fact that he was easier to spot when you were around, but that didn't mean he was going to spare them. He was the only one who made allowances for you, giving you a head start so that you could run away a little

Clown enjoyed spending time with you. For the first time in a long time in his life, there was a person who was next to him, who stopped being afraid of him and who he really liked. He wasn't going to miss his chance when finally, in this strange world among the fog, he found the person he wanted to be with

🏜 Deathslinger x Reader 🔧

When Caleb first saw you, he was surprised. You tried your best to fix the generator, but every time you were distracted by some rustle or the screams of your comrades in the distance. Because of this, you made mistakes and got injured. When you got closer, you told him that the reason for this was your hyperactivity

You often kept him company at Glenvale. When you didn't have to run away from anyone and fix generators, it was much calmer there and if you close your eyes to some things, it was even beautiful there. You were sitting next to Caleb when he was calibrating his weapon or wandering around the saloon, studying what was interesting there. You often asked Cable different questions to find out more about this place. Caleb loved watching you quickly shift your attention from one thing to another

Deathslinger couldn't help you during trials. He saw how hard you tried, but he understood that if he helped you, it would only make it harder for you to live, because the survivors would be sure that you were a traitor. Therefore, all he could do was deliberately let you escape, as if that was the way it was supposed to be and he had no hidden reasons

Caleb enjoyed spending time with you. He hadn't been this close to anyone in a long time. He understood that you would not be together forever, because this world was so unpredictable. That's why Caleb spent time with you while he could. Your hyperactivity was a sweet part of you, and even when you were distracted, he knew you weren't doing it on purpose

🎶 Trickster x Reader 🎤

Ji-Woon has always liked the attention of others. He reveled in the attention of his fans, which was quite a lot, but when you appeared in his life, he found a new source of attention that he wanted to get. He liked it when you listened to what he was saying, when you looked at him. But when your hyperactivity made itself felt, Ji-Woon felt annoyed. He didn't like it when something else caught your attention

Because of your hyperactivity, it was difficult for you to survive during trials, but Trickster always gave in to you a little, pretending not to notice you, while you tried your best to focus on fixing the generator, but you were distracted and made mistakes because of it. However, when you were alone, he liked it when your attention was focused on him. That's why when your attention turned to something else, he made sure that you only looked at him

When he was sure that you weren't listening to him, he would sit you down next to you and look you in the eye, whispering something to you in Korean. You didn't know Korean, so you didn't understand what he was saying, but your attention returned to him, which made him smile contentedly. Ji-Woon liked how cute you blushed when he got your attention

Trickster liked to get the attention of others, and especially yours. Your hyperactivity wasn't a problem for him, because he knew how to get your attention back. At other times, your hyperactivity even seemed nice to him. He liked watching you get distracted from what you were doing over and over again

#Dead by Daylight #Dead by Daylight x Reader #Dead by Daylight headcanons #DBD #DBD x Reader #DBD headcanons #Clown #Clown x Reader #Trickster #Trickster x Reader #Deathslinger #Deathslinger x Reader #Kenneth Chase #Kenneth Chase x Reader #Caleb Quinn #Caleb Quinn x Reader #Ji-Woon Hak #Ji-Woon Hak x Reader

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valyrra · 12 days

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OC: Lyra Sandman x CC: Caleb Quinn (you can imagine x reader I don't mind)

Some day I will elaborate on their story but oh well

#I actually don't believe I finished it #valyrra art #oc: lyra sandman #caleb quinn #the deathslinger #deathslinger x oc #oc x cc #canon x oc #dead by daylight #digital art #my art #ship: never break the chain #deathslinger x reader #bhvr #please hire me

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yeehawitstheplague · 10 months

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‘Taming the Cowboy’

NSFW Caleb Quinn ‘The Deathslinger’ x Fem! Reader

for all the girlies that wanna peg mr. quinn,,

why ride a cowboy, when the cowboy could ride you 👀

. . .

“F-fuck Y/n- Goddamn ah!”

Words barely formed as they spilled from his lips. Trembling, whimpering.

All at her mercy as she continued to fuck him. His nails dug deep into the bed sheets as the veins in his hands pounded. So desperate for something to grab and ground himself as she tore him apart.

His body was in absolute delight, beaming with ecstasy. Each thrust of her hips sent him further and further into the heavenly state. Whorish moans and whines called out to her against his own pride. He couldn’t help it, he need it. He needed her.

“Y/n~ P-please” he begged.

Her fingers slithered their way into the roots of his scalp, giving a surprising pleasant tug. Pulling his head back towards her as sultry words kissed his ear.

“Hmmm?” she teased, feeling him redden.

“Please what, baby? Use your words”

God what this woman did to him. Never in a million years did he think he would ever willingly let anyone take control of him like this and turn him into a downright whore for them. It embarrassed and turned him on to no end.

Her unrelenting pace grew hungrier as he begged, driving deeper inside him. Making his back arch and squirm.

“Please,, harder~” he could barely get the words out. How pathetic he sounded. She loved it.

Pulling a little harder on his hair and shallowing her pace a bit, she smirked.

She heard him, but it was too fun to make him beg.

“What was that? Say it again for me”

Caleb bit his lip as he hesitated. He hated this and loved it so much at the same time. He hated having to repeat himself but he knew better to sass at her otherwise she’d make it worse for him.

“C’mon baby~” she whispered as one of her hands caressed his scarred neck.

“Just ask and I’ll give you anything you want” she coaxed.

His cock jolted with excitement.

“Please fuck me harder! Please, darlin”

he could almost scream from frustration.

Y/n let out an amused chuckled before pushing his back lower and his hips forward.

“As you wish, my love”

His eyes nearly rolled back in their sockets as she fucked him into the mattress. His cock rubbing against the soft covers with every thrust. If heaven was real, this had to be one of the closest things to it.

Muffled whines and moans echoed through the room as she ruined him.

“Such a good boy for me”

she cooed watching his contorting expression.

“Taking me so good. Such a little whore for my cock, yea?”

“Mhmm” he struggled to respond.

She leaned forward, driving her hips deeper against his ass. Biting and kissing his neck as she spoke to him.

“You like when I fuck you like this? Taking me so deep in your tight little hole”

Caleb was practically melting at this point.

“Y-yes please,, keep going- ah!”

His hand managed to slither underneath his thin body to wrap around his leaking cock. Desperately pumping himself to the rhythm of her thrusts.

“Fuck! So close! D-don’t stop, Please!” he pleaded out to her.

Luckily for Caleb, Y/n had no intentions of doing that. The fact they had brought this tower of a man, feared by all down to a puddle on his stomach before her was damn near enough to get her off alone. Let alone the gorgeous moans and whimpers that slipped from his tongue with her every movement.

She dug her fingertips into his skin, pressing downward and pinned him to the mattress almost. Her hips snapped again and again, forcing herself deeper into him as she felt him begin to shake. She leaned her face down and began to nibble and suck on his neck. Feeding him words of encouragement between.

“Cum for me, baby. C’mon~” she almost moaned.

“Let me hear how good I make you feel! Scream like the little whore you are”

His body tensed and released under her as she felt his hips convulsing.

A carnal mix of moans, pleas and growls escaped from him all at once as he emptied himself all on the sheets and on his lower stomach.

He panted into the sheets as his body practically collapsed from the release.

Y/n carefully eased up off him but remained seated inside him, giving a few soft slow thrusts as he continued to ride out his high.

Her tender hands applied soft pressure to his upper back and downwards in a repeating pattern. Feeding him even softer words of praise.

“So good, Caleb” she praised.

“Let it all out, gorgeous”

Caleb let out a soft what could only be described as a whine, as her hands undid him. Once he has grasped all he could from her fucking, he shot her a soft expression that told her he was done.

Without pushing his limits anymore tonight, she carefully pulled out of him and stood from the bed.

Caleb’s tired muscles pushed himself upwards and turned around to lay flat on his back.

She watched his chest heave up and down, still coming down from his high. He was a beautiful sight.

Y/n carefully undid all her harnesses and placed them aside for now. Before returning to his side, she grabbed a towel that laid on the wooden dresser nearby. She crawled back up to his large form and gave him a kiss before gently cleaning him up along his stomach. Caleb considered taking the towel from you and doing it himself but he didn’t. A piece of him enjoyed being pampered for once. After all it wasn’t like this was a common thing he partook in before he knew you anyway.

Once you were done and you sat the towel aside, Caleb wrapped his toned arms around you and pulled you skin to skin with him. He took a moment to just look at you with a hardly unfamiliar lovingness before pressing his lips to yours.

Caleb didn’t really like to talk after sex, not that he didn’t want to, he really just couldn’t make himself.

So that was his way of saying

“Thank You”

His rough hands grasped and groped the softest parts of your body, while sliding his tongue into your mouth. You weren’t done here. You felt his thigh press up in between your legs and rub against you. You were still wet from it all, as much as you tried to hide it.

One thing about Caleb, he believed in fairness. Sure he’d let you have control of him for part the night but be damn sure, he was going to get you in return for the rest of it.

#caleb quinn #deathslinger #caleb quinn x reader #deathslinger x reader #dead by deadlight #dbd #dbd deathslinger #dbd caleb quinn

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the-oracles-maw · 2 days

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don't you beg for love

kinda a vent fic to console myself. Anyway, it's been a hot minute and I'm sorry about that. Finals are coming up. Also also if anyone wants to see a different dbd killer feel free to request who!

Cowboy grandpa Caleb gives you some cowboy grandpa advice.

The Grave of Glenvale had become more of a home to you than the Entity's twisted copy of your own. You've never been to Arizona, you would reason. What young folk like yourself haven't fantasized about being a mysterious cowboy looming into a Saloon? Big, hot iron strapped to your hip, ready to clean house of bandits?

You kept telling yourself that as you made your way into the Saloon, or what was left of it. Some of the letters reading "DEAD DAWG" had been shot off, making it read more like the "D D DA G SALOON"

You were fine, you told yourself. You were curious about what the whiskey was like in the late 1800's. You were into the cowboy aesthetic.

A grumble and a cough rings out. An uncharacteristically chipper voice that did not suit whom it belonged to.

"Why, ain't you a sight for sore eyes."

You weren't fine.

If you were fine, you wouldn't have totally just perked up hearing the mangled voice of the undead bounty hunter that all but took you in when you found yourself in this warped, new world.

Caleb's genuine smile was comically lopsided, one side of his face completely, grotesquely smooshed thanks to the bullet that shattered and ripped through his jaw. If one knew any better, they'd turn tail and run from the sight.

The outlaw ran his thick fingers over the rim of the glass of fresh neat whiskey, which somehow looked drinkable. The Entity was good to her killers, that was for sure, apparently.

"What're standing there for, mo chuisle? Have a seat. Make yourself comfortable. I don't bite."

Trying not to drag your feet, you settle on the barstool across from Caleb, looking away from him. Already, you felt a little bit better. The sound of glass dragging across old wood makes your eyes snap up at him, Caleb holds a new glass of whiskey for you. Where it came from, you haven't a clue. The Entity had her ways, perhaps. And you didn't dare question it.

"Have some," He drawled. "Yer lookin' rough."

You paused, and look at the honey colored liquid, already anticipating the bitter, burning sting down your throat.

"Well? Go on." Caleb insisted, nudging the glass towards you.

You take the glass, and slam it back. "It ain't like them fancy rich folk pops yer used to back home. You're not meant to taste it," you remember Caleb telling you. You cough loudly as you down the drink in one gulp, still not used to the bitter burn, causing the man to laugh.

"Bah, you'l get use to it, eventually. Now, talk to me dotey," Caleb stretched, you could hear the creaking of the metal brace on his bad leg. "What's eating at you now?"

What wasn't eating at you? Compared to Caleb, and most, if not all of your cohorts, you hadn't been here very long. But, if one was keeping track the best they could, it was likely you'd been trapped here for a little over three months. You did the Entity's bidding well. You gave her fresh sacrifices. She was please and kept you healthy and strong. But still...

You felt out of place.

You struggled to connect with your fellow killers. Even the band known as the Legion, who seemed just about your age, seemed... off-put by you. The outgoing and charismatic Danny Johnson wouldn't give you a second glance. When the killers mingled about the campfire before retreating to their respective realms, you were forced to stay far away, or awkwardly follow Caleb on the rare occasion he made an appearance.

"So, I..." You began, trying to find the words. "I went out with Frank and his friends."

"Did you now?" Caleb took a swig of the whiskey. "How was that? You have fun?"

You sigh sadly. "It was... I don't know, kind of like I wasn't there. I mean, I had a good time, it was bowling but..."

"Now, lemme ask you something, mo chuisle..." Caleb's voice was uncharacteristically soft. Gentle, even as he leaned in. "Why do you even stick around Frank, huh? You ain't into 'em, and they ain't into you."

You don't have an answer to that, you just look down at the empty glass guiltily. Caleb shakes his head. On your slouched shoulder, a rough hand finds purchase.

"Hey now, you don't mind if you lend me an ear, do ya?"

Not at all.

"Look," Caleb clears his throat, scooching the barstool a little closer to you. "I know it hurts, trust me, I know. But, there's just gonna be folks out there who, for whatever God damned reason, just don't like ya. Doesn't necessarily have to be something you did."

You could tell by the tone of Caleb's voice that this was something he himself's also struggled with: Feeling out of place. An Irish immigrant, undesirable by white employers and pioneers on the western front. "And sometimes, dotey? You gotta know when to give it up."

You sigh sadly. Deep down, you know Caleb is right. Frank and the Legion will probably never see you as a friend. "I know... I... I guess I just want people to like me."

"Why, I like ya!" Caleb playfully nudges you on the shoulder, making you laugh. "But... yeah. I get it. You're still a young lil' thing. You wanna run wild with people your age."

You nod.

"Look 'it me."

You kept your gaze downcast. Caleb gingerly reached for your chin and tilted it upwards.

"Look 'it me, mo chuisle."

"I know yer crushed," Caleb continued, "It might take a while to, 'find your people,' so to speak. Took me my whole damn life. Took me 'till my last few years to find my people." His lips rose as you both knew he was referring to the Hellshire Gang.

Caleb gently caressed your shoulder, patting it every now and then, his eyes softening. "Ya can't beg for folks to like ya, mo chuisle. It'll only hurt you in the end." A soft smile returns to his face. "And when you find your people, you won't have to beg. You know why?"

You blink, and Caleb grins. "Because the best folk'll see you the way I do, grá mo chroí."

Your eyes don't feel as stingy anymore as you smile back at him. You think you're going to leave the Legion alone for a little while, and stick by Caleb. Sure, your friendship was... unconventional, but you never had to beg for Caleb's attention. And best of all? He was delighted to have you around.

Perhaps your people, age gap be damned, was right in front of you, sharing a whiskey with you.

You wouldn't ever have to beg.

"mo chuisle": literally "my pulse" my darling, my love

"grá mo chroí": literally "love of my heart"

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kyloherrera · 3 months

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—DBD MORIS BUT HOTTER

ft. michael myers, the legion, deathslinger, ghostface

tw. non-con, stabbing, knife play. blood play.

an. I wrote this a while ago so I hope it’s good, and this is for you monster fuckers!

wc. 262

#MICHAEL MYERS!

~He lifts you up while he chokes you and corners you against the wall, then adjusts his grip on your neck more, and turns you around so that your face is against the wall, and then begins with a slow but deep rhythm, and at the same time he accelerates . his rhythm the grip on your neck becomes tighter until you pass out and now he is on top of you, wrapping his hands around your neck, last thing you se is as he looks at you with a cold gaze through his mask and watches your pained expression.

#THE LEGION!

~He pushes you hard against a wall, making your face look at it, and then throws you to the ground, making you fall to your knees in a pose similar to that of the puppy, and then he grabs your hair tightly and makes you turn your head back observing his mask. To then wrap his hands around your neck

#GHOSTFACE!

~very similar to Frank throwing you to the floor, making you fall face down with him, and then climbing on top of you, and then starting to penetrate you, and pulling your hair strongly, making you throw your head back and recording every action and movement. While The cold blade rubs against your skin.

#DEATHSLINGER!

~He throws you to the ground, making you fall to your knees and then inserting his toothed member into your oral cavities in a quick and deep movement, making you suffocate. After a strong kick, he throws you to the ground again, then stands up and holds your arms tightly, putting them behind your back while he penetrates you as if there were no tomorrow.

taglist:

#dbd x reader #dbd x you #dbd x reader smut #frank morrison #frank morison x reader #ghost fandom #ghostface x reader #ghostface x reader smut #ghostface x you #dead by daylight x you #dead by daylight x reader #michael myers #michael myers x reader #the deathslinger #deathslinger x reader

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tainted-in-a-sense · 1 year

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Please no

Asking them not to cum inside

Tags: NSFW, +18, creampies, Daddy mentions, petnames, some could be interpreted pre entity

The Trapper - Evan

Your make out sessions with Evan always go a little farther than planned but this time him tearing your panties off and pinning you on the bed had you blurting out for him to 'at least not cum inside!'. His eyes were hazy as he leaned in and suffocated your pleading with a deep kiss. His tongue easily overpowered yours and ate up every whimper as you felt the fat head of his cock bullying its way through your tight entrance.

"Relax for me sweetheart, I've got so much to give you."

You thought he let up on kissing in order to speak but really it was only to give you enough air for moaning out his name as he sank more of his throbbing inches into you. He found a pace of fast short pumps made your impossibly tight grip even slicker. Your weak pleas of him not to cum only made things worse for you, he felt like doing the exact opposite.

His hips pound into you even faster and you can tell he's close from how tightly he's gripping your wrists. Your attempts to writhe out of his grip only set him off even more, he wants to cream your sweet hole so bad. There's no way you can fight against it and your soft body pressing against his muscles as you try to wiggle away aren't doing you any favors. You feel an orgasm building quick and you can't stop your hips from desperately trying to meet his. Breathlessly mouthing ' Evan please' you can't stop yourself from cumming as his rough strokes began to stutter. Evan groans above you, jerking somewhat as he pulls out quickly and shoots hot spurts of cum onto your belly. He'd never go against your wishes no matter how much it kills him but you're going to be covered in massive amounts of his seed as a result.

The Wraith - Philip

Yes he heard you say it, no he hasn't pulled out even though you're so close. When he begged you to let him go without a condom you agreed only after he agreed to pulling out. Philip's big and thick cock shoots an electric buzz through your body every time he bottoms out and he knows it. He knows your favorite strokes that scramble your mind and put you in a daze, especially if you start moaning about how its too much or if you want him to stop.

"You love this dick, don't you beautiful? Can't stop now, right? Not when you're sucking me in like there's no tomorrow."

Philip is an expert at teasing and stimulating all your most pleasurable spots at the same time. His mouth is devouring your neck leaving hot kisses and bites marks, one hand pinching and tweaking your hard nipples while the other holds your leg up so he can grind his cock deep into the spot that has your back arching. You can't concentrate on anything except the pleasure coursing throughout your whole body and when you cum your legs slip and lock around his waist holding him in place. You feel his weak attempt at pulling away your leg fail as he doubles over instead, with how thick he is you can't help but feel him pulsing against your walls, each thick spurt of cum being milked out as he fills you up. When he's back in his right mind he's stuttering and apologizing profusely, he promises to take full responsibility for what he's done.

The Deathslinger- Caleb

Convinced you to do a little bit cock warming with him since you said you didn't want him 'fuckin' and cummin' inside ya', his words not yours. Loves when his baby girl sits pretty on his lap all jittery and flustered because Daddy's big dick is so filling. Fondles your breast and toys with your bud until you're staining his pants with how wet you are.

"You're makin' a mess sweetheart." He'll grunt while bitting into your neck to focus on something other than how much pre you have him dripping.

The more he teases you the tighter you become, constricting around his throbbing inches almost painfully. The action illicit nonstop filthy curses and teasing in your ear

"Are ya really gonna cum from just sittin' there doll?"

You can't help but wiggle your hips at Caleb's words knowing he's close too. He's trying his hardest to hold back at your request but you feel so good. He has the decency to tell you when his going go cum and its up to you if you want to hop off or not. No matter what you choose he'll cum hard while moaning your name with a few curses.

The Oni -Kazan

Kazan loves the feeling of your beautiful soft skin against his, you leaning back against his chest and heating up at his ministration has his blood quickly pumping to the most immoral of places.

He derives pure pleasure from the indecent faces you make as his hands slowly snake their way through your loose clothing. Not an inch of you is left untouched and he won't stop until his hands are completely coated in your arousal. You're so sensitive towards his every touch, if he were a lesser man he may have gone mad at being so patient.

Only when your whispers of his name are barely coherent does he know you're more than ready for his cock. There's no need for him to do anything other than line himself up; you'd been stroking him in kind the entire time, mewling and panting for him like an animal in heat. He only stalls slightly when his bulbous flushed head graze against your quivering entrance and you weakly pleaded for him not to finish inside. Spears you on his cock immediately and with your wanton moans drowning out his growls he starts a slow rhythm of deep strokes.

"You are mine Y/n. Every bit of you will take all of me."

Valiant effort but Kazan refuses not to experience the ecstasy of cumming with the one he loves.

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theres-a-body-here · 2 months

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Recieving a love letter

Part two

You decided that the best time to give it to them (pause) is during a trial

Characters: Oni, Trapper, Deathslinger, Mastermind, Cannibal, Ghostface Warnings: Internalized Homophobia, Death, some spice Male!reader

The Oni - Kazan Yamaoka

Impossible... You're both men

Kazan cannot accept this

This simply wasn't acceptable during his era

He immediately smashes your head in with his Kanabo on instinct

Gay panic defense

The evil has been dealt with, Kazan lets out a deep exhale

But...his eyes wander to the letter, still within your cold, stiff grasp

Advantages come from all angles... Don't they?

Kazan takes the letter, convincing himself he'll use whatever information he finds inside against you

It smells like you... Not that he checked

(He did)

A red wax seal holds the letter closed

Kazan looks closer

You had carved his family crest into the wax

Something foreign invades his body, something other than rage

It's nervousness

He opens the letter, making sure to keep the seal intact

For no reason in particular

(He's pocketing that mofo)

Instantly, he's impressed by your penmanship

So organized, clean, and sharp

But its contents are even more eye catching

The love letter is short and sweet

But what follows is even sweeter

A haiku

Kazan feels his heart skip a beat

He checks it once, then again, and one more for good measure

Yep, no mistakes

The loud pop of a gen echoes through the trialground, snapping him out of his trance

Kazan whips his head all around, looking for witnesses

Finding none, he pockets the letter

He stares at your lifeless body, feeling something else flutter in his chest

Guilt

The Trapper - Evan MacMillan

Evan stares at you as you hold your letter out for him to take

After a long, uncomfortable silence, he takes it

He brings it to his face, inspecting it through the holes of his mask

Evan has absolutely no idea what to do here

He looks back at you

"Do you...want me to fuck you?"

Romantic gestures are new territories for Evan, so he honestly thinks this is just your way of asking for dick

Whichever the case, he has a job to do

He puts you down without hesitation and hooks you up, leaving without a second glance

He's still holding the letter

Part of him wants to rip it up, and the other is curious to know what you wrote

He sloppily tears the letter open, reading it hastily as he walks to the next gen

Evan stops when he reads a bit more

You weren't asking for a ball slapping, eye watering, toe curling, deep dick fuck...

You were asking for his heart

You wanted all of him, hooks and all

Okay now he feels a bit bad

Evan reads some more

You actually drew a portrait of him within the letter, saying you learnt of his knack for art from Philip

Now he feels even worse

He lets the others save you without hiccup

In fact, he basically leaves for alone for the rest of the trial

He stops chasing and hurting the others occasionally to stare at you from afar, observing that focused look on your face as you work on gens or heal a teammate

Evan feels butterflies and he no longer has the strength to swat at them

It doesn't matter if he kills all your friends or if they opened the gates and left; Eventually, you're alone with him

He holds your letter out, watching as confusion sets on your face

"I'm dirty and sloppy... I'll ruin it"

He sounds vulnerable, waiting for you to respond

You curl your hand over his, folding the letter into his palm

"I want you to keep it," you say softly, as of talking to an apprehensive deer

He doesn't know what to say

Whatever he was going to respond with gets stuck in his throat as you lean in to kiss the cheek of his mask

He watches as you leave through the exit gate, glancing down at the letter in his hand

The Deathslinger - Caleb Quinn

Obviously you're joking... Right?

Cuz there's no way you'd be attracted to someone like him— Old, beat-up, and grumpy

You'd have to push him some more if you want him to accept the letter

Convince him you're being genuine

Eventually, he gives in and takes the letter from you

He glances around nervously, like he's expecting the other survivors to jump out and laugh at him for falling for the joke

He opens the letter, stunned when he sees there's actually things written inside

A blush creeps into his face as he reads, only deepening when he reads more

After he's done, Caleb can't even meet your gaze

After a few moments of silence, he speaks

"I can.....uhhh....keep this... right?"

Talk about awk as hell

Even after the trial, he lies awake thinking about it

Caleb rereads the letter over and over

You're gonna have to be the one to seek him out outside of trials since he's way too embarrassed now

"Yer serious 'bout this, ain'tcha?"

He decides to let his guard down just a bit to let you in

Be prepared to give him lots of reassurance

"Yer sure ya ain't mistaken?"

Caleb isn't one for words, so instead of writing you a letter, he makes you trinkets out of scrap metal

If you kiss him as thanks, he'll actually die on the spot

So please don't... unless you're evil as hell

The Mastermind - Albert Wesker

Wesker makes you kneel as you give him the letter

After snatching it out of your hands, he scans it meticulously

"I see you've made eleven spelling mistakes"

He enjoys the way you tense up instantly, like a puppy waiting to be put on punishment

"How adorable"

He ALLOWS you to watch him put the letter in his inner coat pocket

He would never admit it, but this certainly boosted his ego to new heights

Albert lifts you off the ground and tosses you over his shoulder

He carries you to the basement

"Stay here while I deal with your companions"

He leaves to kill the rest of your friends

After every hook, he pats his chest to make sure the letter is still there

He'll deny he ever did that if you ask him though

Once he returns, Wesker will bombard you with questions, expecting an answer within 5 seconds or less

What took you so long? What do you like most about him? Would you choose him over your friends? How can you satisfy him?

He loves how easily you crumble under his interrogation, blushing and stammering like a fool

Once he's had his fill, he picks you up again

He carries you to hatch

Before he lets you go, he grips your chin and makes you look at him

"I suppose I ought to leave you with something"

Wesker reaches into his coat and pulls out a pair of sunglasses

"I hope you can explain this to your allies," he chuckles

Before you can protest, he puts them on you and drops you into the hole

The Cannibal - Bubba Sawyer

Freezes in place and gasps when he sees you hold out your letter

He lets out a happy squeal before dropping his hammer and chainsaw to the ground

Bubba takes the letter from you gently, treating it like glass

He immediately plops onto the ground

He tears open the envelope carefully and take out the letter

He's completely forgotten about the trial

He reads the letter, shaking with excitement

It's sappy, sweet, and everything he's ever wanted

Even when the sounds of popping generators ring through the trial grounds, Bubba doesn't take his eyes off the letter for a second

He occasionally stops reading to either make a sound of happiness or cover his face out of embarrassment

Once he's finished, Bubba will stand up and pull you into a bone-crushing hug, lifting you up a bit and swaying you around like a ragdoll

You're definitely leaving this trial unharmed

He grabs your hand tightly, marching over to the hatch or exit gates and lets you leave with a goofy wave

The Entity doesn't even punish him for it since his joy was so great it made up for the lack of bad emotions from the survivors

He immediately works on writing a letter for you after the trial is over

The next time you see him, expect another bear hug followed by a letter being shoved in your face

It's messy, sticky, and covered in glitter

Crudely drawn hearts cover the inside as the letters are shaky and almost intelligible

But you can tell Bubba put his whole heart into it

The Ghostface - Danny Johnson

Instantly smug as hell

"Oh, what's that? That for me?"

He takes it from you and immediately tears it open, tossing the envelope behind him nonchalantly

His mask moves as he visibly reads through the letter, occasionally chuckling and shaking his head

Danny finds this scenario so fucking funny— A survivor having a crush on a killer

After he's done, he looks up at you

"Do you have daddy issues or something?'

He laughs loudly when he sees a hurt expression flash across your face, walking over to wrap an arm around your shoulders

"I'm just messing with ya, cutie"

Danny marches over with his head high to one of the hooked survivors, waving the letter in their face

You stand to the side awkwardly, unable to meet your friend's bewildered look

"Your homeboy is down bad for me. Whaddya think about that?"

The survivor grits their teeth struggling to keep the Entity's claw from puncturing their chest

"I think....Gah!...they.... have daddy issues...fuck!"

"THATS WHAT I SAID!"

You're never living this down

He goes around the map showing off your love letter to the others

After he finishes gloating, Danny hooks you

What? He's the Entity's favorite! He can't his reputation be tarnished

Outside of the trial, he follows you around like a shadow

He deadass interrupts your conversations with the others to tell you he wants attention, and you'd better deliver

Your love letter was basically an invitation for him to claim you as his own, whether you regret it or not

You're his now

Like a housecat that swats at others who get too close to their owner

"That kiss factory better be open, pookie"

He says shit like this in front of any survivor or killer

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wifeyifey · 1 year

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Y/N in my stories:

Y/N in my short scenarios:

Bonus:

Me, who writes for multiple fandoms:

#transformers x reader #transformers bayverse x reader #dbd x reader #tmnt x reader #dead by daylight x reader #tmnt bayverse x reader #optimus prime x reader #crosshairs x reader #caleb quinn x reader #deathslinger x reader

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l0sercat · 1 year

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Hey there, could i ask ghostface, wesker, joey and deathslinger when a survivor constatly gets sandbagged and bodyblocked by other survivorw, and do the puppy eyes to see if they spare them?

I love this ask sm <3

Killers when you do puppy eyes at them

Ghostface

You were getting chased and doing good only 2gens remained

You were hit and bleeding bad but you were still hanging in there

You headed to the shack

YunJin pops outta no where and slams the pallet down on your head

You fell back and groaned, clutching your head

Ghostface stood behind you

He was agitated that YunJin did that fucking white ruined the chase

He looked down to see you looking at him with puppy eyes

Instant boner

The way you were on your knees with big teary eyes and lip trembling

He took pity on you and destroyed the pallet and let you free

He killed YunJin and then came after you and then fucked you

Wesker

He was chasing down the halls of RPD

You are doing good dodging him

You tried to vault a window but YunJin who was working on a gen close by vaulted it in front of you

She was uninjured and you were so she fucked you over

Wesker stood right behind you

He just stared down YunJin

The fucking bitch wasn't even getting chased or even an interest to him

You turned around and looked up at him with wide puppy eyes

He softened a bit and took pity (he loves you <3)

He went after her and slammed her against many walls and then hooked her

Joey

You were constantly sandbagged by Meg everytime you were in a match with her

You don't know why but she just did not like you

Joey has seen this and felt bad

Especially when you made puppy eyes at him when it happens

He always took pity on you (lil softie)

Although he tries to kill Meg, sometimes she wastes him time and he's not able to

But it's the thought that counts <3

DeathSlinger

You were avoiding his gun and doing good

You went to turn into a building to avoid it

But Meg ran in front of you and blocked the entry way

You tried to push her but it was too late

You screamed when his gun hit you and pulled you back

DeathSlinger saw what happened and it irked him

He looked at you who looked at him with big wide eyes

He sighed and let you go

He then went after Meg

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daddy-deathslinger · 6 months

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Can you do a Deathslinger / Knight / Oni / Ghostface with a thick s/o who is so strong that their perk is to literally carry their survivor friends while they heal? And during trial, when the killer sees an injured survivor, they were about to snatch them when they got accidentally lifted up and carried off by their s/o, who mistaken them due to a blindness effect perk?

Bonus if the injured survivor shout out, “WRONG PERSON” and when the effects wore off, s/o realizes they’re carrying the killer with ease

Howdy there! I hope you like what I came up with, needless to say the killers react waaay differently to this happening...

The Deathslinger/Caleb Quinn with a buff s/o

You’ve always been strong, and since entering the Entity’s realm your strength seems to have almost doubled.

You have thus taken it upon yourself to be the protector of your fellow survivors, always putting their safety before your own.

So, as you see Meg helplessly bleeding behind a barn during one trial, you run towards her, ready to help.

Suddenly the world seems to turn into some kind of haze, and Meg’s silhouette becomes harder to distinguish in the fog. But you find her and pick her up with ease.

“What in tarnation?!”

That doesn’t sound like Meg at all, but you make a run for it with her on your back nonetheless. Time is running short, she needs to be healed, she needs help-

“WRONG PERSON, Y/N!”

That’s Meg.

You stop, dropping the person you held on your back to the ground. And then you see who it is.

“Caleb!” you exclaim in surprise, the killer squirming on the ground in embarrassment. “Caleb, I’m so sorry, I thought you were-”

“I know who ya thought I was”, Caleb mutters as he gets up quickly. “Let’s just… start this whole trial over, shall we?”

The Knight/Tarhos Kovács with a buff s/o

Tarhos is a strong man, but he doesn’t mind that you’re stronger than him.

Ofcourse, what he minds has its limits.

Like if he, during a trial, sends out his scouts, and they return empty handed. He growls in anger and goes scouting himself.

It takes him some time, but he eventually finds a coward that he injures! He hunts the coward, their screams of agony and fear brings him so much excitement and he can almost taste their blood and-

Suddenly, he feels himself being picked up from the ground.

The hunt is interrupted as someone, without any trouble at all, carries him away from his prey.

He shrieks in anger, waving with his arms in the air. The prey is left standing, just watching, and in the distance he can hear his scouts laugh.

“Shit, babe, I’m so sorry!”

He’s being put down, at last. His captor reveals themselves to be none other than his dear lover.

“I-I didn’t see you, I mistook you for… Shit, I’m so sorry!”

This? Yeah, this he minds.

The Oni/Kazan Yamaoka with a buff s/o

Kazan is a strong and muscular man. He has fought many battles and killed mercilessly.

So when he met you, he knew he finally had found his equal. In strength, at least.

He likes training you, making use of your strengths to fight him.

So when, during one trial, things go a bit adrift, he’s confused.

It starts off as any trial, Kazan hunts and they run. He injures, and drinks their blood. He puts them on hooks and reap the rewards.

But this trial, things go different. He blinds them all with the perk that the Entity has blessed him with, and he has the high ground now. Nothing can stop him now-

Suddenly, as he’s about to go into rage mode and attack them all, someone picks him up with ease.

How? What? Who??

“Shit! Kazan!” he hears his lover exclaim, as he is abruptly dropped to the ground with a loud “FTUNK!”

He remains on the ground, just staring up at you in confusion. You stammer out an apology and ask him if he’s mad at you for ruining his moment.

Mad? How could he be mad? You’re strong, you’re powerful, you’re everything that Kazan admires. He’s never gonna let you go.

The Ghostface/Danny Johnson with a buff s/o

You know that Danny dislikes being the smaller person in the relationship, physically. He doesn’t feel too good about you being stronger than him, either.

And one trial, what can’t happen happens.

It must have been the blindness effect, you don’t know what else could have caused it. You just wanted to help Kate!

You picked her up, as you always do when your friends need to heal and be on the move at the same time.

She was alot louder than usual when you did, though.

“For fuck’s sake, put me down Y/N!!!!”

Hmm…

He’s not gonna let you live this down, is he?

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sunshine-and-moonshine · 1 year

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Killers when you accidentally panty flash them

Requested: No

Warnings: Hints of spice throughout, non explicit

A/N: Enjoy!

Bubba

Bubba is embarrassed. Shy and flustered and a blushing mess, squealing. He covers his face and that gives you the perfect opportunity to get the hell away. He’ll probably stay like that for the rest of the trial and if he sees you in any afterwards he flushes and giggles nervously. Might try to kiss you or touch you intimately, thinking you like him since he saw that part of you.

Deathslinger

He’ll fucking laugh and but he’ll also get hard. It’s hot for him, whether you wear cute panties or sexy ones or even just normal ones. An ass is an ass for this man and he will take the opportunity to laser in on you and try to cop a feel. He’ll be insufferable for the next few trials, laying it on thick and dirty even when you’re hanging from a hook.

Ghostface

You’ll hear a fast series of snaps behind you that are definitely him taking as many pictures of your ass as humanly possible within that flash second. Knowing him he probably always has a camera on ready whenever you wear anything with a skirt, always ready to get a picture of your hot ass and pin it to his wall. He’ll likely also tunnel you down just to bend you over his lap and tan your ass cherry red.

Evan

He blinks. He stares. Then he tilts his head, eyes narrowing behind his mask. Undergarments sure did look different in the more modern ages compared to his time. But he found that he liked the way they clung to you and showed off the curve of your ass. He’ll leave you alone about it this trial and doesn’t make things awkward but if it happens again, don’t expect to make it to the other side of that vault. You’ll be pinned beneath him in moments.

Frank

Thank you for the excuse he’s been waiting for this whole time. He has been WAITING for you to slip up and do some shit like this just to give him a valid reason to start shouting the filthiest of things at you, telling you all about how he wants you on his dick and how hot he thinks your ass is while he chases you all around the map. If he catches you then do not expect to be able to walk towards those exit gates or the hatch.

Herman

He’ll do his demented little giggle before chasing (herding) you into the basement where he’ll knock you down and leave you slugging while he hunts down your friends. Once he’s done with that, it’ll just be you, him, and the table where he straps you down while he fucks you half to death.

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