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“you would die in a movie.”

“th-anks..?” he questions, with a an extended th sound, mostly because he’s unsure if he heard the other correctly, and now he isn’t sure if it’s a warning or a prediction. “probably? can’t imagine a good movie plot with a character like me living until the end. ya know, guy who gets himself into bigger danger so that his friends can go free? yep. that’s me. dead before the end.” his own words used as a double edged sword against himself, were they more like a prayer or a prediction? maybe he was overthinking things again. steve crosses his arms over his chest and shrugs, his attention falling to the other boy. “uh.. do you think you’d live in a movie like that?”

🔦 @pumpkinstabs asked: perhaps the survivor can feel the intense stare from the boogeyman as he works on the generator alone. michael tilts his head and wonders why he's all alone. don't you know it's dangerous, steve?

no one had been around in awhile, steve assumes it’s because he can’t finish one of these damn things without screwing it up at least once. a bright neon sign above his head reading dumbass: live! yep, that’s him. at least when it comes to generators; he’s had a lot of practice at the stuff he considers more important. there’s a silence, the chilling kind that creeps up whenever he’s on edge, and the machine is abandoned for a scouting attempt. eyes land on the white mask before anything else. fuck. “oh - hey!” and a wave, why did he wave? the jock knows this look, feels the stare of a killer on the hunt, before he has much time to debate with himself on something as pointless as strategy - he takes off. towards the direction of some walls to hide behind, hoping he could run distraction. it’s what he’s best at, anyway.

plants a kiss to his cheek, leaving a nice lipstick mark!

oh, that’s nice. unsure of what he’s done to deserve it, but he’s breaking out into a grin now, “can i have another one?”

so after some long thinking i’ve decided to revamp this blog! i’m going full 360 and making this blog survivor!steve from dead by daylight. i hope my partners will still write with me and hopefully adapt our stories to this new verse. the reason for this? i don’t have a lot of muse for showcanon steve and i really want to focus on my baby boy survivor, low key just my oc steve at this point, plus i have over 130 drafts and it’s giving me anxiety.

that being said, canon steve will still exist! just as another verse, like usual. if you’d like to keep our threads, like this - that lets me know that i can comb through my drafts and keep what we want, toss what i don’t. i’ll put out starters and memes for survivor steve AFTER I FINISH MY CLEANUP, as almost everything in my inbox is gonna get trashed. i’m so sorry for this 🖤💀🖤 glad to be coming back though!! i missed you guys..

some things are gonna change.

but i will be returning soon. 🖤

#They are more alike than they think

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He furrows his brow, but brushes it off. “If you tell anyone, I’ll get the neighborhood squirrels to rip your nuts off.” The threat is not anywhere near serious. “Just listen. It’s good.” To be fair, he also said that about most music he showed Steve.

          “ you really don’t have to worry about me being the town gossip. ” comes his snap reply, but he thinks better of it, “ unless you’re afraid of me telling robin, which.. that’s just too bad. i can’t stop my mouth when i’m around her, it’s infectious. ” he shrugs before motioning in a circle in front of him. “ after all the music you’ve shared with me, i’m learning to trust you, munson. slowly but surely. but, seriously - country? ” steve gives eddie a raised brow full of questions.

YOU CAN KILL ME BUT DON’T YOU DARE TOUCH THEM             📞   @dcmure  ❝  are y—you hurt ? did t—they hurt y—you ?  ❞

            his ears were ringing, ringing real bad but he hears her, just barely above the noise. oh yeah, they definitely hurt him real bad. why’d he go and pick a fight with the russians again? it takes a few jostles of his head and slow blinks to finally focus on her face, unable to smile though he feels instant relief. “ i’m fine, val. just peachy, i swear. ” the last part of his sentence is strained, pushing all his weight up on a hand that was most likely broken so he can stand to talk to her. “ you got out okay, i hope? ”

My inner child is SCREAMING.

“You can’t expect yourself to go from a negative mentality to a positive one overnight, but every time you correct a bad thought you are growing! So focus on your growth, not the fact that you aren’t “there” yet.”

— Unknown

@tthehair

YOU CAN KILL ME BUT DON’T YOU DARE TOUCH THEM        📞   @r33ds   ❝  you don’t have to do this for me.  ❞

        not just for her. for everyone they had lost, everyone that had been hurt by this realm, for the town that had been ripped apart. this was for the lives they had to leave behind, the childhood innocence lost. to say steve was angry would be putting it very minimally, the fury inside of him raged like nothing before and those who knew him, even those who didn’t, knew this was unlike him. but he was exhausted about being completely useless, unable to do a damn thing while everyone he loved died. well, the last straw was dragging jessica into the mix, putting her in harms way, and the potential that she could become like... that. picking up his bat, he’d wipe the blood from under his nose with his jacket sleeve. he didn’t have a plan, no clue what he actually intended to do, he was just gearing up for a one man war. “ yes, i do. ”

what if i made a benny hammond,,,,