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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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weskin-time · 1 year

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Ok so Deathslinger, Bubba, Ghostface and Michael with a survivor who yells “You wanna kiss me so bad it makes you look stupid” at them while they’re (the survivor) being chased by them (the killer) if that makes sense

Sorry this took so long!! this is my first time writing for the DBD killers so i hope i do them some justice!!

Stretch for DBD survivor when

DBD Killers x GN!Survior

not beta read

Deathslinger

He just wouldn’t get off your ass the entire match.

At the very beginning he was chasing Dwight before he spotted you at a nearby generator before dropping chase and picking it up with you. Weaving in between trees, ducking behind covers, even hiding in a locker never deterred this cowboy from going after you. You weren’t fully paying attention but you think you’ve heard 3 generators pop already, you were surprised you ran him for this long without getting shot or hit.

You chest hurt from how hard your heart was beating and your legs were starting to feel like lead as you ran around the Rotten Fields trying to loose the tall hulking cowboy in the corn. You weren’t even the obsession, he had so many opportunities to shoot you but it almost seemed like he missed on purpose.

You were getting a little fed up honestly.

Turning your head around to look at him aiming down his gun you yelled out to him, “You wanna kiss me so bad it makes you look stupid, cowboy!!”

Now that seemed to catch him off guard. Caleb Quinn let out a horse wheeze of a laugh before white hot pain exploded in your stomach. He shot you.

You grabbed onto the harpoon like metal in your abdomen, trying to struggle against the chain as he wound up the gun to bring you closer. You grunted in pain as the tall cowboy pulled you closer to him. You couldn’t break free before you were inches away from him. Part of you thinks you fucked up by teasing him, but another part of you was relieved the chase would finally end.

You prepared to feel the barbed metal rip out of you and a slash across your chest but none came, instead his large hand came down to grip on the spear, effectively holding you in place close to him. You stared up at the massive man, his glowing white eyes bore into your sole it felt like before he pulled you closer by the metal in your stomach and leaned down to put his face in your own. Whips of grey white hair tickled your face as he looked at you with a shit eating grin on his face. You would have been blushing if all the blood wasn’t leaking out of your abdomen.

“So what if I do?” His voice was a tad raspy, it held a slight irish accent mixed with one of a western cowboy, you didn’t expect him to have a voice like that but you also don’t know what you expected him to sound like.

This was the first time you were this close to the man, and as you took in his features you realized he was a handsome man, large scar and all. You two stared at each other for what felt like a minute before he ripped the barbed spear out of your guts and he smacked you with the butt end of his gun making you fall to the ground.

You don’t know if you fucked up by teasing him but you definitely had a new problem now.

The Cannibal

You could hear that chainsaw a mile away. You sighed as you got started putting wires together on a generator in Father Campbell’s Chapel. It had been quiet for quiet some time as you almost finished the generator, but you spoke too soon because a bleeding Meg ran past you and you began to hear heavy footsteps follow her up the stairs.

You lost your focus on the generator escaped you as it exploded in your face. Meg was already gone and now you had Bubba on your tail as you ran and jumped out the window. Barely a grunt came out of you as you landed on the ground, a two story fall was nothing but a little ache on your ankles, the Entity worked in weird ways. You turned to your left and ran your way to the killers shack, behind you you could hear the man’s chainsaw rev up.

You knew this killer was from a movie back in your own world before the Entity took you in its hard grasp, you barely remember the franchise of movies due to the Entity but every time you saw Bubba running around the map you had this flash of a memory in your head, where he’s in a radio station being distracted by a woman, her legs spread and his chainsaw running against her inner thigh. He spared her then, and you wondered if you could fluster him and use that tactic against him.

You entered the shack with an idea in your mind, he set off his chainsaw and swung it around, barely missing you as you ducked into the shack before the last swing hit you. You did your best to run him out the other door and before he could get out you slammed the pallet down on top of him. He let out a squealing sound as he tried to recover from the stun. This was all going to plan.

“You wanna kiss me so bad it makes you look stupid!” You stood in place on the other side of the pallet, your entire body told you to run but you went against it.

He straightened out his posture for a second, he looked like you just flash banged him, the skinned face on his own covered any reaction you could gauge but you assumed he was a little shocked as he wasn’t revving his chainsaw to knock the pallet into splinters.

A small gasp like sound came from him, his posture looked conflicted on what to do in this situation and you had a voice in the back of your head wondering if you made him uncomfortable. But you doubled down on your words and gave him a wink.

That seemed to knock him out of what ever kind of spell he was in, and he made a loud chocked squeak and grabbed his yellow bloodstained apron with one hand and moved it to cover his already hidden face. You did it. You flustered the man.

He dropped the apron and turned around, he looked back at you and made a sound before leaving the shack.

You watched him as he left, and you don’t think you could admit this to any other survivor by the campfire but that man was very cute and his reaction to a simple little dumb statement made your mind change it’s opinion on him.

Ghostface

You hated the Hospital. The layout was confusing, you could never find a generator, and there were too many spots a killer could hide from view. Certain killers could use that to their advantage, and one killer in particular did.

Ghostface was a mortal enemy of yours. He would always single you out every match no matter if you were the obsession or not, it was kind of your own fault for it if you were being honest. The first time you met him you made a horror movie reference and he’s been hooked on you ever since, now he chases you around every time he sees you make horror movie quips back and forth before he hooks you and leaves you for dead. He made you hurt. He tore through your flesh in a way no other killer did, he left you sore after trials when normally you were patched up and fine. He was ruthless with you

You were working on the generator in the center of the building, it wasn’t safe as it was out in the open but it was the easiest generator to find on the map. You spotted movement out of the corner of your eye, a black shadow dodged behind a door frame and it settled in your mind of who you were as to who you were being hunted by.

You stopped your movements on the generator and stared at the door frame to see a white mask pop out and look back at you. You might have been imagining it but it looked like he gave you a nod, but you still turned around and booked it. Your heart beat fast as he followed you through rooms, he tried to slash you but you vaulted through a window before he could and his knife hit the wall. He was being quiet today, quieter than normal at least.

You ran him into another room and dropped a pallet on him, stunning him for a second as you ran to get away from him.

“Come back sweetheart! I’m not gonna hurt cha’! I’m just going to bash your brains in!” He referenced The Shining yelling after you, there’s the Ghostface you know and despise.

“Oh Shut it Danny! You wanna kiss me so bad it makes you look stupid!” You looked over your shoulder to see he gained back the space lost from being stunned.

You felt leather wrap around your arm and yank you back, turning you around and pulling you close to him. His hand left your arm and grabbed at the collar of your shirt, holding you in place unable to escape his hard grasp. Ghostface pulled you so his mask and your face were inches apart, you could hear his heavy breath muffled by his mask.

“You’ve just figured that out huh?” He didn’t give you any time to register his words before manhandling you into the large shower room of the Hospital before placing your stunned ass into a stall. “Stay here. you and i are going to have a little chat when i get done killing your friends.” He curled his fingers into air quotes on the word chat.

“Wha- huh??” You dumbly asked as he began to turn away from you.

“Oh sweetheart you haven’t noticed that you’re my favorite? That you get special treatment? How i make it hurt worse for you and no one else? You’re the only one I care to talk to hun. Now be a good pet and stay right there till i get back.”

Oh. Oh Okay. You stayed put mostly out of fear but another feeling settled deep in your stomach, a feeling you didn’t want to think about.

The Shape

For being a tall wall of a man, Micheal Myers was silent, he was scary. When they say he stalks they could never truly elaborate the pure primal fear this man made someone feel as he silently chased after them. You had found out the hard way why he was called The Shape.

You were trying to unlock a chest, the action easy but time consuming. Jiggling the lock loose always seemed to do the trick, and you had the time and ability to look around to make sure you were safe while doing so. You were safe as far as you know.

A large hand grabbed the back of your shirt and pulled you away from the chest as if you were a baby kitten, but the collar of your shirt dug into your throat and made you choke, effectively stunning you for a short second. The killer used this as an opportunity to turn you around and grab you by the throat. You were face to face with a white empty eyed mask, the brown hair glued onto the old rubber seemed to be wearing away with age. His massive hand was around your throat, his fingers crushing your wind pipe as he lifted you into the air. Pain shot down from your jaw to your shoulders as it felt like your head was going to be ripped off. Blood couldn’t make its way to your head with his vise grip making your vision blur and begin to turn black on the edges. You struggled against his grasp, your hands trying to hold yourself up to relieve the pressure on your neck, your foot came to kick his stomach but he grip tightened and you choked and missed him.

You felt loopy as your head began to swim, you looked into the eye holes of his mask and it must have been the lack of oxygen and blood to your head but part of you liked this. Some part of you was enjoying this. This man was strong enough to hold you’re entire body weight up with just one arm as you wiggled and struggled in his grasp.

“Ohhh you wanna kiss me so bad it makes you look stupid.” you wheezed out. Your vision started to turn fully black and your lungs began to scream at you.

Your body was jolted as if you’ve been shocked as you harshly and suddenly landed on the hard ground, you gasped and gagged for air, tears now running down your face as you coughed and cried. Your eyes throbbed as the blood began to rush back into your head, your throat burned and your shoulders ached.

You looked up to see Micheal Myers standing stiff as always looming over you. He stared down at you and tilted his head to the side as if he was a confused dog. The empty black eye holes of the mask bore into your recovering body like a cougar stalking its prey. He had dropped you. Why? Did you startle him by talking to him? Did you fluster him? you were right?? Was he going to kill you?

A generator popped in the distance and he straightened up his head. He looked down at you one last time before he turned around and began to head in the direction of the popped generator. You held your throat as you continued to gasp as you watched him walk away. He made it about a ways off before you stopped and turned back to you. You must have still been loopy from the choking because you weakly lifted up a meek thumbs up and he turned back around to find you the other survivors.

What. Was that a good thing?

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rootsofdread · 1 year

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PLSSSS All the things you write are so unbelievably cute, tysm for existingggg

If you don't mind me sending in another request, could write something about Deathslinger, Wesker, Pig, Trapper and Oni with a s/o (or just a survivor!), with whom all power-related encounters fell weirdly intimate??? Not in any way sexual or seductive, plain intimacy. Prolonged eye contact, breath holding and everything.

The trial is going just as usual RIGHT untill it's time to pull the survivor out of the trap/ Spear them/ Put the trap on their head/ etc etc.

hiii thank you!! i hope these are good, i'll be honest i got a liiiiittle stumped but i like how they turned out! <3

Caleb Quinn / The Deathslinger:

Caleb’s a little playful with you when he spears you. He’ll wrap you up in the chains and spin you out of them, dancing with you. He’ll hold you close once he’s reeled you in, clutched against his chest…He’s warm, you can barely breathe. He holds your eyes and strokes your hair until he decides to stab and let you hit the dirt.

It’s always an excuse to pull you close to him, really. He sees it as a subtle way to show you some affection during trials if you’d rather the other survivors don’t know the two of you are together.

He’ll always go for you over any other survivors. If he sees you standing with other survivors, he’ll pick you out of all of them and spear you. The horror on everyone else’s faces delights him — but most of all he loves seeing the shock on your face as he pulls you in.

He’s sometimes just as stunned as you are by the action, so you usually have a pretty big window to escape. He prefers when you do — it gives him another opportunity to catch you. But he's just as happy throwing you onto a hook, too.

Albert Wesker / The Mastermind:

Wesker always has…A way about him, we'll say. He’s been known to enjoy playing with the survivors, getting a little intimate occasionally to mess with them. with them. You’re no different — when he manages to catch you in one of his dashes and gets you against the wall, he gets a little too close to you. Studying your eyes, holding his breath. Waiting for you to make the next move. You’re holding your breath, too.

It is a different kind of moment with you, though. It’s not just a game, it’s a subtle allowance of his affection in a way that doesn’t show his favoritism. But you know — you’re his favorite. And getting cornered and thrown into a wall is just his way of showing you that when you’re in a trial.

He isn’t cruel, he gives you a chance to run away before he goes after you again. He’s a gentleman, it’d just be rude to catch you off-guard and throw you onto a hook. He’s better than that. Besides, when he lets you run he gets another chance to snag you and see your reaction.

But you know he really has no ulterior motives doing this. He just likes seeing the way you react to what he does; he is still a scientist after all, and he finds it quite amusing. He really is quite playful when you get down to it, and him pulling stunts like this isn’t out of the ordinary.

Amanda Young / The Pig:

Amanda’s trappings have always been weirdly intimate, to be honest. It is something intimate to her, in a way. There’s just something intense about punishing the ungrateful, even though it’s not that with you — she doesn’t know what it is, it’s the same, but different.

She gets very in the zone during trials, hunting down the ungrateful survivors. But it’s like a switch flips in her brain when she finds you, seeming to relax a little…It can be jarring sometimes to see her go from bloodthirsty to kind so quickly, but you know it means she loves you.

She’s always gentle when she fastens the Reverse Bear Trap on your head, tucking your hair out of the way and petting you when she’s finished. There’s always something loving about the way she puts the trap on you, something gentle. Something about her lingering touches…It’s a loving gesture. She wants you to be better.

She never feels like she can breathe properly until she gets you on the hook. She’ll quickly leave you, not wanting it to be obvious that she gets so flustered around you. Helping the helpless is a beautiful thing, but she’s a Jigsaw, for crying out loud, nobody needs to know how she feels. Except you, of course…

Evan MacMillan / The Trapper:

Evan is aggressive, overtly so many would say, so it's a shock seeing him essentially stop in his tracks when he sees you caught in one of his traps. He's usually quick to pull mangled survivors out of his traps…But with you, he's more…Slow.

He circles you to make sure nobody's around. He pets your hair as he crouches down to open the jaws. He's quiet and keeps eye contact. It's so unlike him. That is, until he huffs and hauls you out of the dirt, over to a hook. He stays for a moment, still looking up at you, his hands lingering.

You're like a wounded animal to him in these moments. He knows he has to be kind to you…Gentle to you, even. He does his job, he does it well, but he loves you, and he hopes he shows you that.

If someone else tries to save you from a trap, though, he's quicker to get rid of them. You're his, this is his moment with you and he won't have anyone ruining it. He likes to be alone with you.

Kazan Yamaoka / The Oni:

Like Evan, Kazan is known for his aggression during trials; it's almost eerie how calm he gets when he follows you around to absorb your blood orbs. You're essentially free game to him and he won't pass it up.

When he has enough to fuel his rage, he's always right behind you. Waiting. He gives you a moment to start running, but he always catches up with you and knocks you down with his trusty Kanabo. He pauses above you, catching your gaze as he breathes heavily. He presses his forehead to yours — a strange moment this is, but yours nonetheless.

He wants to stay with you, but his duty calls. He leaves to chase down the other survivors. But he comes back for you as soon as he can, a hand pressing against your head before he picks you up and hauls you to a hook.

He's an honorable man, you know that. He never tries to do serious damage to you. And he always shows you how much he loves you — he'd be utterly distraught if you didn't know he loved you. He's sensitive.

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bubbasbubblebutt · 10 months

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Sometimes you gotta give your fav cowboy some under the desk support!

#WHEHFKC #its me im underneath the table actually #dead by daylight #dbd #caleb quinn #my art #the deathslinger #art #dead by daylight fanart #deathslinger #caleb quinn imagines #the deathslinger imagines #the deathslinger x reader #caleb quinn x reader

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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.

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r3dkn0ts · 11 months

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totally not sending this to myself as an example of a request cough cough

Could I get some headcanons for The Deathslinger, The Blight, and The Knight with a boyfriend that has chronic fatigue syndrome and zones out frequently?

Why yes I'll fill your request, kind anon! insert obama giving himself a medal meme here

The Deathslinger / Caleb Quinn - Having had a bad knee for most of his life, Caleb can definitely appreciate having someone he can relax and snuggle with when outside of trials. He may not look it, but he's really a softie for physical affection. - If you happened to be a survivor in a trial with him and you, for instance, passed out while repairing a generator, he probably wouldn't have the guts to sacrifice you. You just look too cute when you're sleeping. Yes, even if you drool or snore. - On that note, he has an odd fascination with watching you sleep. The way your chest slowly rises and falls and your face wears such a peaceful expression makes his heart flutter. What's left of it, that is. - The first time you pass out on him, he'll certainly be a bit alarmed. "Sugar, 're you alright?", would be the first words out of his mouth once he managed to shake you awake, much to your tired mind's dismay.

The Blight / Talbot Grimes - Talbot certainly had his fair share of sleepless nights as a human alchemist, obsessing over perfecting a recipe until his mind ran out of fuel. He can definitely relate in some way to your struggles. - No matter how much you urge him to lay down with you, he'll refuse every time simply due to the fact that he can't function without constantly pumping himself full of pustula serum. Deep in the recesses of his mind, he truly does wish he could relax. He just can't. - He constantly compares his flaws to yours when his mind isn't racing with horrific ramblings or going through his old alchemical recipes. How could you ever love him when you're so perfect comparatively? He's a literal monster, and yet you think you're undesirable just because you're tired most of the time? It's ridiculous.

The Knight / Tarhos Kovács - Back in Tarhos' time, there was no way you could excuse yourself from duties because you were too tired. You either did as you were told by your commander, or you were severely punished. No excuses. - Thankfully, Tarhos does not see you in that light. He tries his best to understand you when you try to explain that your brain eventually drains all its energy like a candle burnt to the very bottom, but his lack of English skills certainly doesn't help matters. - If you ever asked him to lay with you somewhere, he'd definitely get a bit clammy before you reiterated what you meant in clearer terms. Tarhos had never been in a romantic or sexual relationship during his life outside of the fog, so it was a bit jarring to hear you say such a thing to him. He would definitely have taken your offer, though.

#dead by daylight x reader #dead by daylight imagines #the deathslinger x reader #caleb quinn x reader #the blight x reader #talbot grimes x reader #the knight x reader #tarhos kovacs x reader #male reader #lgbt reader #fluff

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herecomethatboi · 1 year

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Oops, secret’s out! (The Deathslinger x Gn! Reader)

Gendernatural reader <3

Caleb needs more fanfictions in my opinion, so here’s this little thing

Enjoy :D

Dwight finding out you're in a relationship with a killer was just bad in general, but not just any killer, the Deathslinger himself. It could've been anyone else, but no. You had to go for the old cowboy who could be considered a corpse.

Looking at the other killers... The Deathslinger doesn't really look like a bad choice...

Every survivor caught the two of you glancing at each other from time to time, him sometimes letting you go, him missing his shots intentionally so you can run away.

Little things like that made the others question your relationship, but they didn't really dwell on it, focusing more on resting as much as they can for trials.

Dwight though, oh poor little guy. He wanted to know how the others are everytime, ever since he accidentally summoned the Cenobite, he felt unmotivated. It was his fault. And he beats himself up everytime he thinks about it.

Keeping tabs of everyone made him feel a little useful.

So, he wanted to know what is going on with you and that killer, or Caleb, as you referred to call him.

Well, he expected something else, like, mutual respect, some kind of friendship? Friendship always brings people together, right?

But...friends don't kiss...right? Right. So why? Aren't you friends? KISSING ON THE LIPS COULD BE PLATONIC...RIGHT?!?!?

"Oh you're an idiot Dwight..." He thought to himself, you guys are weirdly cute. Kissing lightly while embracing on another tightly, like a married couple, it's adorable.

Oh, you're being slammed against the wall-

That made him ran away with his face looking like a tomato.

He was flusterred, embarrased and confused. He's happy for you for finding someone, he just hopes the Deathslinger treats you right.

He can't tell the others.

It might turn to the worst and the other survivors would judge you or even, as childish as it sounds, bully you.

Dwight wouldn't forgive himself if he did anything to disrespect you. As the leader, he possibly CANNOT tell anyone! Not even a single person! He will take this to his grave even if he dies-

He told Claudette. Who told Meg, who told Feng, who told Jane, who told Jeff, who didn't tell anyone, because he actually respects people's privacy, but Jane told-

You get the idea.

The others were...suprised...some a little upset. Some really didn't care, some just going on with their day like it's normal. Like, come on, there's literal monsters here, people from horror films, a dude who can turn invisble, nothing can surprise them anymore.

When you got back from your... activities... with Caleb, some people from the camp ran to you asking billions of questions.

Why him? Are you okay? Did he force you? Did he threaten you? Do you need help beating him up? And so on.

You were shocked, but thought someone saw you, and you sighed, explained that your relationship was mutual, he treats you right, he wouldn't force anything on you, even if he is seen as someone who would, no you absolutely don't want anyone beating him up.

You loved him, he loved you and that's what mattered the most to you. The others were relieved, and told you good luck and by Felix's words, "Use protection".

So things worked out, later Dwight came clean with you, telling you he saw the two of you kiss and put the picture together and accidentally told Claudette.

He would've went on but you gave him a little smile, telling him it's fine, you're not mad, but talk to you first before he does anything, you wouldn't judge.

You patted his shoulder slightly and went to your tent to read a book you found in one of the trials.

Let's just say, Caleb started a coughing fit after he barked out a laugh when you told him the story.

"He definitely saw us fuckin'!"

#dbd x reader #dbd x gn reader #the deathslinger x reader #the deathslinger #x gn reader #dwight fairfield #dbd claudette

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ideasvoid · 2 years

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Hello! Hope you don't mind but can you write Wraith, Doctor, and or Deathslinger with an s/o that was once blind pre-entity but upon entering it's realm, they're mistaken for a killer due to their... Less then human eyes that the Entity granted em in order to see?

(Also, wanted to say that some your other writings are great!)

Of course my dear! Thank you for your kind words.

I’m going to go with the idea that the readers eyes look similar to Maurice’s eyes, as that’s the only reference we currently have of the entity giving things eyes.

Bhvr give us the horse back. Also I made moodboards for the characters to use instead of gifs :D I think they’re neat.

Tw - a rude comment by Herman.

The Wraith - Philip Ojomo

Philip loomed among the trees, watching intently as the fog rolled unnaturally to reveal a path, breaking open his realm to allow another entrance. The crunching of leaves replaced with the dull thumps of shoes on dry dirt.

He watched you step into his realm, his world. He watched as you instinctively reach your hands out, to reach to feel things you could now see for the first time. It mesmerized him.

Truly, he adored you. He would have adored you as you were just as he adored you now.

He stood from his spot, catching your attention. You flinch and it makes his heart skink. Slowly, he raises a hand to hold it out to you. You ease yourself moving to take his hand, moving your fingers over the scarred, mud caked hands that have caused so much pain. Yet you look at him like he is the sun, marvelling at him in the quiet moments you share. And he watched you carefully, looking over your face and into your eyes.

Your eyes.

They haunt his dreams in the best and worst ways. Pulled to this realm sightless and confused, only for the creature above to pluck your eyes from you and switch them with replacements crafted from the very same fog that imprisoned you.

Philip stepped forward, a hand raising to caress your cheek. The wraith leaned forward and pressed a kiss to your head. He worries for you, worries until he is sick while you are away in trials. He fears that the entity will grow bored in her hunger and steal away your new found sight. His grandmother always did tell him was a horrible worrier.

You leaned into his touch, and he felt himself ease. He would always worry, that he knew. But so long as you were in his arms, would simply adore you.

The Doctor - Herman Carter

The halls of Lery’s Memorial Institute echoed with the sounds of shutters clattering and the idle, ambient sound of electricity humming. Herman sat at his desk, writing down his observations of the day. His eyes flicked to you as you looked around the room from your spot on the edge of his desk.

He was fascinated by you, just as much as he was infatuated. You were a particularly interesting case due to your eyes, unnatural and unnerving in their design yet captivating all the same. He wondered how the world was from your perspective, the deviation between what you had imagined from what was true.

Herman lifted a hand to catch your chin, pulling your attention towards him. He watched you gaze travel along the cables embedded in his skin, twisting and tunnelling the electricity through his body, and to his face. Oh how he must have been a terrifying sight for you, his features pulled taut into a freakish display. Yet you looked at him and smiled. So very interesting.

You had been surprisingly patient with his incessant questions. Droning on and on about how he had this thought or that, you were almost amazed he had gone so long without even attempting to ask if he could remove one for study. You assumed he already knew the answer. You watched as he jotted down more notes, his hand still on your chin, lulling you in a quiet comfort as he worked. It almost startled you when he spoke. “Have your little playmates settled down with your presence yet?”

His question had caught you off guard, was he - checking up on you? Yes the two of you were sort of a thing but Herman was still… Herman. Most of the time he seemed wholly uninterested in your life outside the institute - hell, he didn’t even bother to remember the names of the few other survivors who weren’t too scared to speak to you in the beginning. Simply referring to them by belittling titles or by parts of their appearance. Bill, while being a laughably easy name to remember, was referred to only as “the old one” and on one occasion, while Herman was in a particularly foul mood, as “lung cancer”.

“Most have” you started, fiddling with the edge of your shirt “some of them think I’m not real, like the entity made me to do - I don’t know, something.” He watched you from the corner of his eye, writing your response down before releasing his hold on you. The Doctor folded his hands together and fixed you a look “does that bother you?” It was another odd question. Was he concerned or was he evaluating you? You thought a moment. It was understandable that they would worry, as far as they were all aware you could have been a killer. That didn’t stop that weight in the pit of your stomach from getting a little heavier every time someone scoots away from you.

You couldn’t read his expression but you did notice the way his eyes darted towards one the shelves. One you had been told held all his findings on you and your fellow survivors. Herman stared intensely, watching for a change of emotion. He turned away looking back down to the document laid out on the desk. “Does that bother you?” It was his turn to be examined and it was very clear Herman didn’t like it. Still - he gave it a moment of thought, tilting his head side to side as his ever turning brain settled on a response.

“Yes.”

The Deathslinger - Caleb Quinn

The calls of vultures sounded throughout the arid landscape of Glenvale, or at least the calls of whatever strange replication the entity had created did. Picking away at bodies that never seemed to decay under the scorching fake sun above. Noisy things, even the fake ones.

Surprisingly you had taken a great liking to the creatures. Unbothered by their scavenger ways, and instead watching the how their feathers would stick up right before they roused or how they’d tilt their heads so far to the side you almost worried they’d fall over. You were enamoured by them.

Caleb watched you from his place on the saloon steps, idly chipping at a piece of wood with his pocket knife. He didn’t understand the intrigue of such things. They were just birds, loud, obnoxious, and at times just downright mean, birds. He’d shoo them away if they cared enough to even pretend to fear him. Yet you still would creep up to watch and look back at him excitedly every time one would shake its tail feathers or accepted whatever rotted offering you held.

He almost hated how it made his heart flutter or force a content smile on his face. That black, vile part of his soul that fuelled his hatred told him that he should rid himself of this distraction. He never listened to it of course, it was the same damn thing that had gotten him into this mess. No, Caleb had feelings for you - special feelings that were reserved for you and you alone.

He could somewhat understand the fascination if you had lived somewhere vultures weren’t common, added by the fact that you probably had only seen one the first time you had been brought to trial. So the opportunity to see them up close must have been special. You had even taken to naming them all, more than he could remember but he did know you were currently looking at “Barf”. It certainly suited it.

He could still remember the first time he’d seen you, almost pulling death to Bayshore’s trigger prematurely out of surprise. The fact that you were new wasn’t the thing that had startled him, it had been the otherworldly gaze that stared back. It had scared him to his core in a way that only a man raised on Irish Catholicism could explain, even in this twisted world. Those eyes that had been the first thing to scare him since he had entered this place and yet now they were things that he correlated to the one good thing in this hell.

Caleb returned his gaze to the half finished carving, turning it this way and that in inspection. The wooden vulture wouldn’t be done for a bit, but if you truly liked them, then he would tolerate them.

#dbd imagines #dbd x reader #slasher fic #the wraith x reader #philip ojomo x reader #the doctor x reader #herman carter x reader #the deathslinger x reader #caleb quinn x reader #Hallowsden #wren writes #i’m sorry this took so long #Herman was giving me so much trouble this time.#i hope you enjoyed it nonetheless #<3

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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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daddy-deathslinger · 6 months

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Oooh, I really liked that killers with a S/O who has a particular perk! May I ask for a reader whose perk is to be able to hide very well/slip away easely? As in, they are quite small and so they can crouch and slip through spaces other survivors can't to go unnotinced! Maybe the killer in question struggles to hook them because they keep slipping from his grasp, but reader never mocks him or anything and just runs away until the end of the trial where they leave an item behind as an apology (Hillbilly, Cannibal, Oni and Deathslinger, if it's not too much trouble! If they are too many, feel free to choose whichever!) Thank youuu 🩷

Hi there! What a lovely request, I hope yer happy with what I came up with! <3

The Hillbilly/Max Thompson Jr with a slippery survivor

Max is good at hunting his prey, and he usually finds them quite easily.

But there’s always one person he struggles to catch. You.

Just when he thinks he’s gotten you cornered, you slip away somewhere. It’s really frustrating! How can you find that many cracks and nooks to sneak off into?

And his chainsaw can’t do shit once you’re out of sight again. Sure, he can saw through the wooden walls and search for you, but you’re never there.

It’s as if you disappear from the face of the earth.

One time, after a trial had ended and you, as the last survivor left, had probably escaped through the hatch, he had found something. He was going back into his house when he saw something in the mud of the cornfield.

A necklace. Shiny, must have been made of real gold.

Max had picked it up and examined it, a smile slowly growing on his lips. He knew you wore this kind of necklace, you must have either dropped it or left it here for him to find.

And his heart pointed towards the latter.

The Cannibal/Bubba Sawyer with a slippery survivor

Bubba isn’t the best tracker (it must be hard to see anything through that mask of his), but once he finds someone they won’t get away.

Except you, you always manage to get away somehow.

Be it a dark nook you can slip into, a hole that is perfectly shaped for you, or you simply just wiggle out of his grasp just as he’s about to put you on a hook.

You’re usually gone in seconds, he never has a chance to find you again.

This pains him greatly, you know that. He shrieks and yells in annoyance and anger, waving his chainsaw around in the air when he can’t find you anymore.

It almost makes you feel a bit bad.

A bit, only a bit. Enough to make you want to make it up to him somehow.

Not through sacrificing yourself though, gods no! But sometimes you leave behind small gifts for him to find.

It can be anything, really. A nice can you found in the cornfields, a bracelet that was buried in the mud. One time, you left a doll inside the house in the cornfields, knowing he would find it there after the trial.

You can only hope your little gestures are appreciated.

The Oni/Kazan Yamaoka with a slippery survivor

Kazan is a great tracker. Always has been.

He can smell blood a mile away, and see it as clear as red, shimmering pearls on the ground.

Naturally, prey have a hard time hiding from him once he has injured them.

And yet, there’s one he just can’t seem to ever catch.

This prey just vanishes from his sight the second he has injured them. It’s like they don’t even bleed! Sure, he can find trails of blood here and there, but it never leads him anywhere.

It drives him mad! If you’re in a trial these days, he’s almost certain he’s gonna leave with only three kills. You always seem to find the hatch as well, so.

Sometimes, Kazan finds things.

Things in places it’s never occurred to him to look before, but when he does he always finds a surprise.

It can be a hair tie, or even something of great worth, like a ring or earring.

Once he found a little crocheted doll, with black buttons for eyes.

He doesn’t know where these things appear from, but something tells him they appear from the same source that so easily disappears. And that thought is a bit amusing to him, it almost brings a smile to his lips at times.

The Deathslinger/Caleb Quinn with a slippery survivor

Caleb is a proud man, that much you know.

He hates losing, and losing is exactly what he does these days whenever you’re in a trial.

His swearing can be almost amusing at times, when you peek out from a hiding place and see him frantically search for you. He never finds you, and eventually gives up.

You’ve lost count of all the times you’ve gotten the hatch.

All that being said, you make sure to never taunt him.

You don’t want to rub it in his face, he’s only doing his job here. And so are you. It’s nothing personal.

During the last trial, you had decided to try something a bit different. You had been tinkering on things at the campfire for a while, your latest project was carving a butter knife out of a piece of wood.

It wasn’t particularly pretty, but you liked it.

You had decided to leave it behind for Caleb to find, as a little gift for all his troubles catching you.

So, you had left it inside the Dead Dawg Saloon, at the bar. Then, you had hid.

When the rest of the gang had escaped, and Caleb eventually got back to the saloon with heavy steps, he had found it.

You had watched as he had taken the butter knife in his hand, weighed it (why would you weigh a butter knife??) and examined it.

You will never forget the smile on his lips, as he had whispered: “What in the goddamn…” and put the knife in his jacket pocket before leaving.

#dead by daylight #dbd #the deathslinger #caleb quinn #dbd deathslinger #caleb quinn x reader #the deathslinger x reader #the oni x reader #kazan yamaoka #kazan yamaoka x reader #dbd the oni #dbd the hillbilly #max thompson jr #the hillbilly x reader #max thompson jr x reader #dbd the cannibal #bubba sawyer #dbd the cannibal x reader #bubba sawyer x reader

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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.

#dbd #dead by daylight #bubba sawyer #bubba sawyer x reader #the deathslinger #caleb quinn #caleb quinn x reader #ghostface #the Ghostface #Danny Johnson #danny johnson x reader #the trapper #evan macmillan #evan macmillan x reader #frank morrison #frank morrison x reader #Herman Carter #herman carter x reader

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Hi! Could i request Ace, Dwight, Deathslinger, Wraith and Spirit with an opposite role reader, whose life before the fog is almost identical to theirs, except for places, names and the outcome? Doesn't really matter if it's romantic or platonic, i'll take anythingggg

Dwight Fairfield:

Dwight, honestly, was utterly shocked when he found out you were…normal before you were a killer. No, he knows most killers were relatively normal before they were taken here — but you were normal like he was normal. You worked an office job and had dismissive coworkers. You had to go to office parties where no one talked to you. No wonder you wanted to kill people. But in all honesty — he feels strangely comfortable with you. You’re someone he can relate to, there’s no one else really similar to him here, everyone else is far too interesting. He finds it a bit funny to try to chat with you like you’re both standing around the water cooler…even if he’s afraid it might get him killed for bringing back old memories.

Ace Visconti:

Honestly, Ace can totally see how gambling lead to murder. He had his fair share of threats of knee-breaking, he knows at some point, someone in the same boat as him would’ve turned to murder to solve their problems. That’s not for him, but hey, each to their own. He’s more interested in sharing trade secrets with a fellow gambler, likelihoods, percentages, even ways to cheat. Even if he can’t exactly gamble as easily in the fog, it’s still his passion, and now he has you to share it with. Sometimes he likes to make little bets with you during your trials together, typically gambling with his life. He knows you enjoy a good game as much as he does.

Philip Ojomo / The Wraith:

After learning you had gone through exactly what he’s been through, Philip could never bring himself to kill or even hurt you. He’d heard your story from another survivor under their breath, when he was skulking around behind them. He wasn’t sure what to do with the information, and he began avoiding you where he could so he didn’t have to hurt you. Plausible deniability, if he never saw you, he couldn’t very well sacrifice you. Sometimes, you caught his eyes while he was injuring or downing someone else, and you could tell he knew something about you — and you could tell that you had his sympathy. It takes him a while to want to get closer to you, but you know he loves you. You know he always feels safe around you.

Rin Yamaoka / The Spirit:

Rin is not known for getting very close to other killers, let alone any of the survivors. She keeps to herself. She had heard your story from another killer — you were just like her. You were bullied and disdained by your family, too. She was never sure, exactly, how to approach you. She knows you're probably just as upset and angry as she is all the time, and she knows she doesn't like being approached. For a while, she just left you notes where she knew you'd see them, saying the two of you are kindred spirits, you're one in the same and she understands your pain. She seemed very happy when you came to her after exchanging notes to get to know her better.

Caleb Quinn / The Deathslinger:

When Caleb hears that you were just like him before you were taken, a rough-and-tumble bounty hunter, he knows the two of you will get along perfectly. He had never paid you much attention before, but knowing you had lived a life of crime just like he did, and had someone you hated more than anything…he felt a sense of obligation to get to know you. He’s missed his posse for a long time, and you’re the first step to getting something like that back. He constantly sought you out and told you that you were welcome to come with him on his hunts. You two are almost never seen apart, always lounging around together and ranting about your arch-nemeses. He wouldn’t have it any other way.

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bubbasbubblebutt · 11 months

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He's my orange blossom boy

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Love your blog so much! Can I request Knight, Deathslinger and Huntress with a S/O who gets cold easily?

Oh, this sounds cute! I can do that. Please enjoy.

With a reader who gets cold easily: Deathslinger, Knight, Huntress

Deathslinger

Cold?

Don't let this man's rough and tough exterior fool you.

If you're cold, he's also cold.

But he won't admit it out loud.

He's trying to seem tough, but, he's actually freezing.

He grew up in the west where it was warm.

So any cold climate is frustrating to him.

However, he wears so many layers he hardly feels the cold.

He really wants to give you his jacket.

But.... He's cold too.

Still, Caleb regards himself as a gentleman.

Sort of.

As much of a gentleman you can be while you're killing people.

He'll give you his coat.

But he'll be shivering the whole time.

And if you ask him if he's cold?

"Nah darlin'."

But he's clearly shivering.

Violently.

And if you ask him about that?

"N-No. I'm alright."

His teeth are chattering.

So make sure you always have a jacket with you.

He's willing to suffer for your sake.

But, don't put him through that.

Go inside and warm up.

You can both be cold together.

Huntress

On the complete opposite, we have Anna.

Anna is never cold.

Ever.

She grew up in the wild forest of Russia.

So, safe to say, she's used to it.

If you get cold, you're going to have to say something.

Otherwise, she won't know.

She's the type to leave the door open in the dead of winter.

Because she won't feel a thing.

If anything, she gets hot very easily.

Once you tell her you're cold though, everything changes.

The doors?

Closed.

If you tell her you're cold?

Blankets. She's wrapping you in blankets.

So many blankets that you could hardly move.

She'll put on the fire and place you in front of it.

Warm soup?

Already in your hands.

Anna has a tendency to go overboard on things.

With her, It's all or nothing.

Now that she knows you get cold easily, she'll be looking for the signs.

Do your teeth chatter?

Do you shiver?

She'll be looking for all of that.

And she'll be at the ready at all times to get you whatever you need whatever you need it.

Knight

Cold?

Pathetic.

Tarhos has a bad habit of comparing himself to others.

Due to all his hardships in life and all his training, he's a lot stronger than the average person.

Therefore, he'll often trivialize little complaints from others.

Or, he'll give you unwanted advice.

"If you're as cold as you claim, get up and move around."

"Sitting they're shivering won't do you any good."

He can be really harsh.

And if you don't tell him that, he won't stop.

He isn't trying to be mean.

He just doesn't really know any better.

Once you tell him you just get cold easily and you can't do most of the things he can do, it will come as a shock.

But, he'll soon realize that he'll have to do more than just give you a hard time about it.

He's a smart man, so he'll soon pick up on the signs you're cold before you can even say it.

When he notices you're starting to get cold, he'll be near you with a blanket or moving you to sit by the fire.

He isn't much of a chef, so don't expect soup or anything fancy.

He's kind of just doing the bare minimum.

But, for someone like him, it's a big step.

#dbd imagines #dbd ask blog #dbd x reader #dbd killer #dbd huntress #dbd deathslinger #dbd knight

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