#dbd danny

[imtooscaredforthis]

Entrapment

Chapter Twenty Four: Unexpected

Mentions of: Dubcon/noncon themes, stabbing, death, and murder, etc.

A/N: some more pervy Johnny for you lmao

Tags: @dead-bxxxtch-walking @mama-miya @moonshineinasippycup @stwbwwychan @vandeaad @the-fandoms-georgie

“I feel like we haven’t talked in forever. How are you? How is everything?” Rachel asked as the two of you exited the building together and walked to the parking lot.

“I’m good. Work has been pretty good. Jed is a great partner.” You admitted with a shrug.

“I’m sure he is. You guys getting along good?” She asked with a teasing grin. “Yeah- what’s that look for?”

“Nothing. So you guys are close?” You don’t like where this is going.

“I mean, yeah- but..” You scoffed when you noticed Rachel’s smug grin. She’s onto you.

“Will you quit it? He and I are just friends. He’s like a brother to me.” You lied.

Rachel laughed at that. “Bullshit. I’m not dumb. I can tell when two people are fucking, and you and Jed totally are. But don’t worry, your secret’s safe with me. No judgment here.”

Before you could finish your conversation, the two of you split up, and she went to her car, while you walked home. You looked over your shoulder to make sure the coast was clear before you called after her.

“Jed and I aren’t- we’re not fucking, okay?! We’re just friends.”

“Yeah, yeah, whatever helps you sleep at night, babe!” She called back. You rolled your eyes, shaking your head as you walked off, trying to ignore how flustered she had gotten you.

It’s fine. She won’t tell anyone. At worst she’ll just keep teasing you like this. Even if it was annoying, there wasn’t much you could do about it.

—

Once you got back home, you changed your clothes and had a glass of wine to wind down. But you didn’t relax, no. You never relax anymore. How could you when you know he’s still out there, harming more innocent people? Jesse, Lucia and Nate all deserved justice. You weren’t going to rest until you got it for them.

As you ate your dinner, you stared at the bulletin board you put up on your wall, with pictures of Ghostface’s victims, reports of his last sightings, and anything you could find. You managed to make some connections as to where he would find his victims.

You did find quite a few that went to Walleye’s but there were still inconsistencies here and there. All you knew was that most of them were average people, middle class and normal, which makes it even harder for him to figure out who he’s after next.

You stared at the board for a little while, before sitting down on your couch, running a hand through your hair. With all the time you had been spending with Jed, you haven’t been able to focus much on this. But today, he was out sick, giving you more room to think about Ghostface, even if you didn’t want to.

With a frustrated sigh, you grabbed the remote, clicking on the TV.

“Breaking news: Couple Marie and Carlton Thomas have been found dead in their home this afternoon.”

You stared at the screen in complete shock as a photo of them flashed onto the tv, listening as it continued. “The couple was found by a neighbor this evening when they noticed that their back door was open and their dog had escaped. They were stabbed to death, both having almost twenty wounds each. So the question we’re all wondering is: could this be another Ghostface murder?”

“We’re still figuring out motives, but the possibility is there. We’re working as hard as we can to catch this guy and all we can say right now is follow the curfew and lock your doors at night, and if you see anything suspicious, don’t be afraid to say something.” The sheriff said.

You couldn’t watch any more of this bullshit. You reached over and shut off the tv, sighing softly. Staring at the black reflection of the screen, you realized someone was standing behind you.

“Boo.” You sprung up from the couch, gasping in surprise. You turned on your heel trying to face him straight on. You moved so fast that you stumbled forward, causing him to catch you.

“Careful there, sweetheart, we don’t want you getting hurt do we?” Ghostface cooed in that same condescending tone. You tore yourself from his grip, glowering at him.

You stepped back into the kitchen, grabbing a knife and raising it threateningly. “Stay the fuck away from me.”

How did he even get in? How did you not notice him? He has been standing behind you while you were watching, and you were completely vulnerable. He could’ve easily killed you, but he didn’t. He was toying with you.

“Oh, come on, Dollface. Don’t be like that. I missed you. And from what I can tell, you missed me too.” He gestured to the bulletin board on your wall, before walking over to you. He took slow steps, like a predator ready to pounce.

Just because he didn’t want to kill you didn’t mean he didn’t want to hurt you..but you knew attacking him would only end badly. You lowered the knife slightly, but didn’t let it go.

He moved swiftly, grabbing your wrist and slamming it against the wall, making you drop the knife. “There you go. Good girl.”

“What do you want from me?” You couldn’t help but ask, angry and fearful. “What? Can’t we just have a nice little chat? You’re the one who pulled out the knife.”

He released your wrist, letting you go. “I think it’s time we catch up. You’ve been doing a lot lately, haven’t you? Had a lot of fun with your little Boy Scout?”

“Boy Scout? You mean-”

“Your little boyfriend? Jeb or Jed or whatever? The one who’s helping you write articles on me? Yeah, him. I’ve been watching you two..and you really seemed to be enjoying yourself, slut.”

You felt yourself grow flustered from humiliation and embarrassment. “Don’t hurt him.”

“Awww you want to protect him, how sweet. Don’t worry, toots. I’m not planning on it. As long as you behave, that is. Though I will say, I am jealous.” You felt his other arm hook around your back, the cool blade pressing into you and making you arch forward and into his touch, and his hand moved from your wrist to your chin, tilting your head upward while he examined your body.

“Such a pretty thing. I wouldn’t mind having you myself.” He pressed his knife into your back, forcing your waist to press against his, feeling his hardness.

He forced your shirt upwards, and you tried to stop him, but he smacked your hands away. He smirked. “No bra? How naughty.”

He eyed your tits, while you squirmed slightly in his grip, trying to get him to stop, but the harsh press of his knife and his groin managed to get you to still. His gloved hand caressed your breasts, before sliding down to your stomach.

“Yeah, we’re definitely gonna have some fun later.” You could hear the lust and smugness in his voice.

“What makes you think I would want to do any of that with you? I don’t even want to touch you! I hate you!” You hissed in disgust.

“Oh, I know you do. But you don’t have a choice do you? Not if you want your friends to live.” He leaned over and pressed his mask to your ear, his voice lowering. “You think Jed’s good? I’ll have you screaming and crying for me. And you’ll love it like the good little whore you are.”

He slightly ground his hardness against you, and you bit your lip to hold back a whimper. He removed his knife from your back, pressing it against your front instead. With the flick of his wrist, he cut your stomach, causing you to cry out.

“Just something to remember me by. Don’t worry, I’ll be back, and we’ll have fun very soon.”

He let you go, stalking off into your bedroom, and leaving out the side window onto the fire escape.

Yeah, you need to change your locks.

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[morwap]

𝐈 𝐅𝐄𝐋𝐋 𝐅𝐑𝐎𝐌 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐕𝐄𝐍, 𝐍𝐎𝐖 𝐈𝐌 𝐋𝐈𝐕𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐄 𝐀 𝐃𝐄𝐕𝐈𝐋

nav | danny m.list | mini fic | post!entity, dom!danny sub!reader, dead by daylight is its own warning, smut in a trial, vibrator, hand job, mention of the entity watching, going through hatch keeps ur clothes the way they were when the trial ended.

the fog brought you in, covering your being like time and time before, a feeling that felt so weird but all too familiar. most of your trials were with ghostface, he bragged about it over and over in your ear that he was the entity’s favorite which meant he got special treatment, telling you that you were so special since he always picked you, he had an ego but you couldn’t help but like it a bit. you and Danny had a weird relationship, he liked to play with you more than the others and you were sick of being bored while in eternal hell.

danny was excited, he had gotten a gift from her and was excited to use it but she did add a little challenge but it was nothing he couldn’t work with but he hoped luck was on his side.

when you came too you were standing by a tree. you looked around, haddonfield, you hoped it wasn’t michael myers, he was always brutal when you all were in his own realm.

you didn’t see anyone around you, no one to group with which was always a hit or miss. you walked quietly into one of the houses, you went to the generator, it starting to come back to life was always scary, what if they heard you? it always made your stomach hurt.

you heard a scream, bill, only being injured then getting away. you wondered who it was and you guessed it was danny but the slight chance it wasn’t got the best of you every single time. the others stayed away when it was ghostface in a trial, they considered you bad luck when it was him since everywhere you went he was close behind.

“love when you’re in that position bunny” danny said, standing behind you while you were on your knees moving and connecting wires. you jumped and turned which made the generator shudder and blew out smoke with a loud noise. anyone that was close to that gen moved away since bill had told them it was ghostface and they all knew you were in the trial.

danny leaned against the wall next to the gen, “i have a game for us” he said as he looked down at you. “lets go somewhere more private” he added.

he held out his hand and you took it quickly.

danny guided you downstairs, the basement was a good place that they would avoid if noise was made.

“what’s the game?” you asked softly, he walked you to the generator that was against the wall.

“you’ll find out, start doing the gen” he said, you huffed at his smug behavior. you moved to the ground, getting on your knees and you could hear him getting behind you. when you felt his lips on your neck you knew the mask was off and your hands went down to your jean shorts, you unbuttoned and unzipped them but didn’t pull them down a bit.

“eager huh?” danny whispered.

“always” you responded.

“start doing the generator” he said, his tone serious. you furrowed your brows but started moving levers.

danny took his gift out of his pocket, he had snatched bill’s flashlight for the batteries earlier and maybe made sure it worked and teased himself through his pants for a second.

you felt his hands going to your cunt, his gloves were still on you thought it was his gloved finger on your clit before it started to vibrate.

your thighs clenched together and you blew up the generator, your hand grabbed his wrist as your face displayed pleasure. he moved it up and down a little bit, it was on the lowest setting.

“it was a gift from her, i think she likes to watch” danny whispered in your ear. you laughed softly. “here’s what we’re gonna do, your friends need to get all the generators done and you can’t cum until then and maybe ill let you get the hatch” he added, you whined and he turned up the speed.

“i know, i know, its gonna be too much for your sweet cunt to handle huh?” he teased, you nodded and shuddered against him.

“better hope they get done fast” danny whispered with a chuckle. he knew this was a lot, basically like using a vibrator for the first time again since being taken by the fog. your thighs were already shaking and danny took his free hand and brought your hands to the generator.

“be a good survivor and help” he snickered, his cock pressed against you, he moved his hips a little to get more friction. you tried to focus but you couldn’t, you connected the wrong wires and it blew again making you jump into him. the sound of a generator being finished rang through the realm. danny laughed in your ear, the speed on the vibrator went up again. you moaned as the sound of the generator started to decrease.

“danny please, i wanna cum” you moaned.

“then you know what to do” he said.

your hands went back to the generator, your panties were soaked already and your cunt ached. another wire, another lever then another wrong connected wire blew it once again. it was sure that none of the survivors would be coming down to help.

your hand went back and rested on danny’s thigh.

“aw my poor bunny, your fingers must hurt” he fake pouted, moving the vibrator a little faster on your clit. danny hoped the entity would let him keep it, he could imagine fucking you with it while you sucked him off.

“try again” danny said, his other hand came down and into your panties, he spread your lips apart, the vibrator still on your clit.

you moaned out and tried to focus on anything but cumming. your hands went back to it then just a couple minutes later it blew again making you whine but another sound that meant another generator was done rang about. you were over failing the gen and slid one hand behind you and onto danny’s pants.

undoing his zipper and moving under his boxers, stroking his cock as you groaned from a jab of pleasure.

“you wanna help that way? that’s so sweet of you, maybe i should let you cum when they complete the next gen?” he said, you nodded and mumbled please over and over.

he snickered, “but i think you can wait, don’t wanna change the rules mid game” he teased and you whined.

another gen then another, they were on the last gen now. you were so close, tears almost spilling out of your eyes. you continued to jerk danny off and he groaned in your ear. danny moved the hand that was spreading you open to roam your body.

danny’s hand clasped over your mouth, he shushed you and the only thing you could hear was the vibrator and the roar of a generator above you. a smirk crossed danny’s face.

“your friends are right above us, what would they think if they knew about us?” danny whispered in your ear, your hips bucked into the vibrator, you made a sound from under his hand but in reality all you wanted was to cum. you moaned under his hand while they continued to work on the gen.

danny bucked into your hand, he wasn’t worried about cumming this time, he could jerk off later.

the sound of the generator being finished made your eyes go wide, you two heard the shuffles of feet leaving the house as quickly as possible.

“cum for me bunny, cmon you deserve it” danny said, letting go of your face. you bucked harder, finally being able to let go, your legs trembling and jumping back from the vibrator as you came, you closed your eyes and moaned, leaning into him even more.

danny moved the vibrator off you once you were done, he moved your hand while you recovered a little.

“good girl” he whispered. danny fixed his pants and put the vibrator into his pocket. you caught your breath as he moved his hands back to you, zipping and buttoning up your shorts for you.

the sounds of the others leaving made danny aware of the time crunch you two now had.

“better start looking for that hatch bunny” he said as he got up, “ill give you a head start” he added.

you managed to find the hatch before the time ended and once you got back to the camp your panties were still wet.

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[kxngbitter]

gave my boys some updated designs

#art #dbd #dbd fanart #dbd frank #frank morrison #dbd the legion #the legion #the legion frank #dead by daylight fanart #dbd danny #dbd danny johnson #danny johnson #dbd the ghostface #ghostface #ghostface dbd #ghostfrank

[woorehem]

(Re-upload) Killers dream team club ^^

#dead by daylight #michael myers #dbd art #dbd michael myers #dbd the shape #dbd #dbd ghostface #ghostface #dbd danny #danny johnson

[haysprite]

Victor started running off and biting the other Killers' ankles, so Charlotte has to keep him on a lil monkey leash until he stops.

Doesn't stop him from breaking free and trying to bite Frank's ankles, tho >:3

Its like having to call a toddler your uncle, yet somehow worse? Also Danny 100% has all the info on every Killer, he stalks them all for info, cause ya never know when it might come in handy :3c Screw The Observer, Danny is now the official lore keeper

These were all from a lil doodle request on Twitter, and on god I haven't laughed at my own art this hard in a while 😭

#dead by daylight #dbd #dbd doodles #dbd the twins #dbd charlotte #dbd victor #dbd the legion #dbd frank #dbd julie #dbd ghostface #dbd danny

[ask-theoverseer-max]

Ghostface: Hey, Amanda has anyone told you how pretty you are today?

Pig: No.. Why?

Ghostface: Well better luck next tomorrow.

#dbd #dbd oc #dead by daylight #dbd overseer #dbd funny #dbd oc blog #dbd meme #dbd ask blog #dbd the overseer #dbd pig #dbd amanda #dbd ghostface #dbd danny #dbd danny johnson

[klutzygutsi]

YOU CAN BUY THIS RED FLAG OF A MAN ON MY ETSY SHOP 'KLUTZYGUTSI' :)

... I know you want him

And yes I will be making some keychains of this ;) ♥

#dbd ghostface #ghostface #scream #Danny Johnson #dead by daylight #dbd #dbd killer #the killer #slasher #yandere #dbd danny #dbd fanart #my art #shop at kluztygutsi.com

[wurmmboy]

Again, Old Art! I drew of ghostface but glittery!! This is an edit of the original which was pink!! I was originally intending for it to be Danny Johnson from DBD!! Up to you who’s beneath the mask!! ฅ(*°ω°*ฅ)

#ghostface #scream #horror #horror movies #billy loomis #stu marcher #art #artwork #digital art #glitter #gloomy bear #he can touch grass #touch grass #Dead by daylight #dbd #dbd art #dbd ghostface #danny johnson #dbd danny #dbd danny johnson #dead by daylight danny

[azuli-bean]

I'm having fun with this game

#myart #dead by daylight ghostface #oc #danny johnson #dbd danny #danny #dbd #fanart #dead by deadlight

[nereeitor]

Mori me

#dead by daylight ghostface #ghostface fanart #scream ghostface #ghostface #dbd #dbd ghostface #dbd danny #dbd danny johnson #dbd fanart #scream fanart #fanart #art

[softdadleon]

My face headcanon for Danny Johnson/Jed Olsen since I have gotten very attached to him the past few weeks

#ghostface #dbd #dead by daylight #danny johnson #jed olsen #dbd ghostface #scream #slasher #headcanon #dbd danny #dead by daylight fanart #ghostface fanart #hehe you like scary movies? cuz i do #danny call me pls

[imtooscaredforthis]

Entrapment

Chapter Twenty Five: Claimed

Mentions of : Heavy Dubcon/Noncon themes, NSFW Content, Fingering, Intercourse, Choking, Cutting, and Past Injury, etc.

A/N: Happy Holidays!! Danny is a nasty asshole 🫶🎁 Enjoy!!

Tags: @dead-bxxxtch-walking @mama-miya @moonshineinasippycup @vandeaad @the-fandoms-georgie

“And that’s it. Seems like we’re finally done for the day.” Jed said with a grin. You plastered on a smile in return. “Yeah.”

You haven’t been feeling well lately. Not since your last encounter with Ghostface. Now, you weren’t going to give up. You refused to. But things were starting to take a mental toll. You couldn’t be close with anyone. Not if you wanted them to live.

The guilt, fear, and disgust of knowing he was watching you..waiting to do such perverse things had your stomach churning. You felt like you were losing control of your life, like you were just a marionette, waiting for him to pull the strings. Sometimes, you wish he would quit toying with you and just get it over with already. But you were in for this long game and you wanted to win.

“Hey, is everything okay?” Jed asked, his voice soft and soothing, a look of concern on his face. You felt comfort in that, a small smile crossing your lips.

“Yeah, I just want to finish this paper. I mean, all of these murders have been awful, but this one is really gruesome.” And you also felt guilty. Maybe if you were paying more attention instead of fooling around, you could’ve been able to figure this out and stop him.

He moved a hand over your shoulder, caressing it gently. “I know, I’m sorry. Writing about this kinda thing

is difficult. It’s affected me a lot too. If it ever gets too much, just let me know, okay?”

“Okay.” You nodded, before switching off your monitor. You got to your feet, grabbing your jacket and slipping it on, preparing to walk out into the cool winter night.

Jed followed close behind, grabbing his coat too. He touched your shoulder again, turning you to face him. “Maybe I could help you relax and get your mind off of things..”

You felt yourself grow hot from his touch and the intense look in his eyes. Granted, it had been a while since the two of you had slept together, but you couldn’t..even if you wanted to.

The scar Ghostface left on your stomach was still there and noticeable. If Jed saw, you knew he would have questions. And the last thing you need is for him to get hurt too.

“Oh, I’m sorry..I’m just not in the mood right now. Maybe another time.” You put your hand over his, patting it softly. “Oh, okay. No worries. Want me to walk you to your car?”

“Sure.”

While you didn’t want to sleep with anyone tonight, Danny had other plans.

—

After a nice shower, you walked out to your bedroom, wanting to relax for the night. Things changed when you walked out to the living room area, finding Ghostface sitting on your couch, watching TV.

“Hey there, gorgeous.” He greeted, and you felt yourself instantly tense up. Of course he was here when you were in nothing but a towel, vulnerable and at his mercy. You should’ve known changing your locks wouldn’t do anything.

He grabbed the remote, turning it off and getting to his feet, and sauntering over to you. You stepped back, cautious, but not afraid. You shouldn’t show him fear. You couldn’t. That was just what he wanted.

“Oh relax, will you? I’m not going to hurt you. Not yet, anyway.” He reached a glove hand over, playing with a wet strand of hair. “Look at you, rejecting all of your little boyfriend’s advances and then prancing around your apartment in a skimpy little towel. Such a tease.”

“Last time I was a slut, and now I’m a tease? Which is it?” You hissed.

He tilted his head, and if you could see his face right now, he’d probably be wearing an entertained expression. “Mouthy today, are we? It doesn’t matter what you are…because you’re mine. Now, drop the towel.”

“What?” You were shocked by his words, processing what he just said. But he was far too impatient.

He pulled out his knife, raising it to your throat, his voice turning murderous and stern. “I said drop the towel, or else I hurt you, Nate, and your little boyfriend.”

You knew that you had no other choice, your lip wobbled slightly in fear and humiliation as you dropped the towel to the floor, revealing your bare figure to him.

“Good girl.” He purred, before turning you around and walking you back to your bedroom, shutting and locking the door behind you. He caressed your ass as you walked in front of him, making you bite back a whimper and a shiver going down your spine.

He sat on the bed, slipping his boots off, and gesturing for you to sit on his lap. You did so, feeling his hardness pressing against your lower back. There was something about his clothed body pressed against your bare one that made you feel powerless and embarrassed.

“Such a soft, pretty little thing. Like a doll.” He held a knife to your throat with one hand, while the other caressed your thighs, and then your stomach, rubbing a finger over your scar, before he groped your breasts.

You quivered slightly in his hold, causing him to hiss in annoyance and nick your side with his knife, drawing blood. “Don’t move.”

You stilled in his hold, and he moved his legs between your legs, spreading them wide open. You let out a noise of displeasure, which he ignored, resting his masked chin over the crook of your neck, gazing down at your cunt.

“What a pretty pussy. And it’s nice and soaked for me too..Seems like you like this.” He reached a gloved hand down, and spread your lower lips, eyeing it even more, as you felt him hold a breath against you. He ran his fingers up and down your folds, before he started to rub at your clit.

You arched in his hold, immediately sensitive and biting back a moan. He tsked, reaching down and cutting your left thigh, punishing you again. “Don’t hide back those moans, doll. I want everyone to hear what a slut you are for me.”

He played with your clit faster, rubbing at it with two fingers, and you groaned in response. The next thing you knew, he was shoving those same two fingers into your pussy, curling them and finding just the right spot on the first try.

“Oh fuck-” You gasped, your eyes fluttering. You reached around to grab something to hold onto, and took purchase in your sheets. He continued to hit that spot over and over again, rubbing his palm against your clit. Growing more needy, you found yourself grinding against his hand.

“There you go..good girl..that’s it.” He watched as you reached your peak, moaning and tensing up as he worked you through it, before your body melted against his, becoming completely boneless.

He pulled his fingers out and moved them under his mask, sucking on them. You couldn’t help but watch as he did so, feeling your clit jolt slightly in arousal and sensitivity.

“Turn around and get on all fours.” You did as told, hating how obedient you’ve become, hating what he’s turned you into. You heard the clinking of his belt becoming undone, and the next thing you knew, the head of his cock was grinding against your folds, before pushing inside.

You winced at the stretch but quickly became accustomed to it, listening to his grunts, and slight groans. “Oh fuck, squeezing me so tight.”

He starts with slow thrusts, before he moves faster. You grabbed white white knuckles, unable to help the moans falling from your lips. “How does it feel to be fucking a serial killer, baby? You like it? Knowing that someone who’s killed nnocent people is fucking this pussy?”

Apparently, your body did, because your cunt clenched around him, making him groan in approval. “Yeah, I knew you would..See? I told you we’d have fun together.”

“F-fuck you- oh god.” You moaned as he pounded into you, unable to try to protest or be angry, not when he was this deep inside, not when he moved a hand down to rub at your clit. “Ghostface- oh shit-”

You reached your peak, milking his cock and he groaned, giving your ass a smack, watching as it pounced with every roll of his hips. He followed suit, cumming deep inside of you and filling you up.

Panting softly, you let your body go limp once again, thinking it was finally done. He grabbed you by the hair, pulling your head back and having your back rest against his chest.

“Oh, you really thought it was over? Just like that? I’m not done yet.” He growled into your ear, as he pushed himself inside, making you moan, your legs shaking.

“I- I can’t.” You whimpered. “Oh, but you have to. I get to use this sweet cunt as much as I want, or else everyone you love and care about will die.”

He fucked you even harder this time, and didn’t bother to go slow. His dropped the knife on the sheets, wrapping his hand around your throat and squeezing. As he went faster, he squeezed your throat harder, limiting the amount of air, and making you see stars.

“Look at this, cute little journalist girl all fucked out on my cock. What happened to the strong independent woman we saw before? All ambitious, daring and smart. But now you’re just a fucked out slut. This is perfect. I need to get a picture.” The next thing you knew, he was slowing slightly, and forcing your head to face his camera, his hand still around your throat. “Say cheese.”

Then there was a bright flash, and you heard the camera fall to the floor as he went hard again, rubbing at your throat. “You belong to me. Understand? I own you. This body, mind, and this sweet little pussy all belongs to me. Not Jed or anyone else, just me. Now say it.”

“I- I belong to you.” Your voice was hoarse from moaning and being choked. He slapped your clit, making you jolt. “Who do you belong to?”

“I belong to you, Ghostface.” He rubbed at your clit with four fingers, pushing you over the edge and making you cum all over his cock, making a mess on him and your sheets.

“Yeah, that’s it. Good girl, good fucking girl. My good girl.” He kept going until he reached his peak, pulling out and finally finishing.

Exhausted and done, you felt him lay you back on the sheets. There was another flash, and then a slight searing pain on your side as you felt a blade carve something into you. You were too tired to care.

Then, you felt him stroke your hair softly and whisper in your ear. “Don’t worry, sweetheart. You and I will have a lot more fun from now on.”

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[morwap]

𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐈𝐌 𝐖𝐀𝐓𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐍’ 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐅𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐅𝐑𝐎𝐌 𝐀𝐁𝐎𝐕𝐄

dom!danny johnson x sub!fem!reader | mini fic | boot humping, degradation, light praise, hair pulling, sir kink, shoe licking

you shivered as danny’s hand pressed on your head, petting you like you were his pet—but you guessed in some ways you were, his good obedient pet, as he would call you.

looking up slowly, the white mask stared back. danny tilted his head in a way that made you know he was teasing, probably smirking or holding back a degrading comment. you were startled when danny pulled you closer to him—to his leg—by your hair.

your forehead pressed into danny’s thigh as you adjusted your body to be more comfortable, your thighs parted around his leg causing his boot to be right under your aroused cunt. you hovered yourself over it.

“so pretty on the ground, where you belong” danny cooed, a soft smile developed even though you couldnt see it. you moved your hands from your thighs to danny’s calf, you couldnt help but slightly massage it through the rough material of his pants.

danny laughed quietly but you could hear it through the voice modulator, he lifted his boot up just enough to make contact with your cunt.

you let out a little noise once it did, danny pressed up a bit more and it made you more aware of the slight ache down there—the slight ache that made you want to beg him to fuck you. taking a deep breath that didnt go unnoticed by ghostface,

“that felt good huh? dirty fucking slut getting off on my boot. go on, make yourself feel good.” danny snickered. his boot going back to the floor and you were left hovering over it once again as you registered his words.

“i aint gonna do it for ya, since im being generous and allowing you to get off on MY boot. do it.” danny scoffed as he lost patience. you glanced up and he was already looking down at you, watching like he always did, watching was one of the many things he was good at.

grinding yourself onto the top of his boot, it pressed against your clit nicely. your hips moved back and forth as you tied to find a nice pace to go at. your panties were becoming coated in your arousal as the way you pressed and moved yourself on the hard combat boot caused cunt to spread a bit.

you gripped onto his pants as you started to speed up a bit, letting any noises that wanted to leave your throat freely. your cunt clenching around nothing as you found the perfect area where every back and forth drag made contact with your sensitive bud.

“such an ill mannered slut, here i was thinking you were a good girl but you cant even say thank you” danny said, voice laced with disappointment. shaking his head slightly and your hips slowed.

“m’sorry sir” you mumbled, your hips started to speed up again as you leaned your cheek against his leg.

“no you’re not.” he huffed, “take your shirt off” danny ordered.

you stopped humping his boot, looking up and watching him jut his chin forward, telling you to do it. you gripped the hem of your shirt, pulling up and over then sitting it on the ground then looking at him.

“move your panties to the side” he ordered, the bulge in his pants growing as you moved your panties to the side without breaking eye contact with him—well with the mask. the feeling of the leather now flush against your sex without the fabric barrier made you want to start rutting against him again.

“you can continue rutting like a bitch in heat now” danny said, his gloved hand coming to your cheek, softly rubbing his thumb on your skin.

“thank you sir” you whimpered before starting to hump his shoe again, letting your eyes close as danny continued to caress your face with his gloved hand.

the heat in your stomach was building up again, the knot tightening and tightening as you chased your high. you were sure his boot was covered in your wetness and it made it easier for you to grind on the material but you knew danny would make a comment about you being messy.

you moved your hand up his thigh and to his bulge, trying to palm him through the thick material. cupping his cock and giving a little squeeze then moving your hips faster when he grunted a bit, making you even more turned on.

“can i cum sir? please?” you pleaded and panted, hoping praying he would give you permission and maybe even call you a good girl.

danny took his time, tears coming to your eyes as you tried too hold back your orgasm as best as you could til he gave you an answer.

“fucking cum, dirty fucking whore” danny grunted and then sighed when your hand left his cock and went to the inside of his thigh, gripping tightly like he was the only thing keeping you grounded.

“thank— thank you sir” you said in a broken moan and cry, your forehead moving to rest on him as the next few grinds brought you to your orgasm. cunt spasming and clenching around nothing as your thighs tried to move together and just the feeling of the hard leather against your clit felt like too much.

your breathing was ragged, staying still as you were still in the high of your orgasm. danny moved his boot up making it make contact with your cunt which made you whine and lift yourself up and you heard him laugh.

leaning back onto your feet after coming down, letting go of his pants.

danny took a step back and looked at his shoe. a loud laugh rumbled throughout the voice modulator and you looked at him then to his boot, chewing on the inside of your cheek as you saw your release shine as the light hit it a certain way. embarrassment flooded your being but you couldnt help but feel yourself throb.

“holy shit-” the laughter continued from danny, “look at that, messy fucking thing arent you?” he teased as he moved his shoe around letting the light hit it at different angles then the mask turned to you, cocking his head with a laugh.

“what do we do when we make messes?” ghostface asked, walking the little ways back to you then staring at you intensely. your thighs pressed together.

“clean them up” you mumbled as you stared back at him, staring into the black meshed eye holes. danny nodded animatedly.

you started to reach for your shirt so you could clean his boot off but the laugh that came from him made you stop in your tracks and peer up at him with an innocent expression.

“nah, not with your shirt.” shaking his head slowly, eerily almost. “lick it up” danny said, his voice making you press your thighs harder together.

his boot moved closer to you as you just looked back and forth between his mask and his shoe.

“go on, you dont ever seem to mind licking your mess off my gloves.” danny sighed.

leaning forward to his boot with your tongue out, licking along the leather, cleaning your release on it, tasting yourself.

“good little pet” you heard danny groan from above before you raised your head and leaned back away from him.

“good job princess”

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[writer-of-various]

Amanda: Fill in the blank

Amanda: You are very blank.

Danny: Why am I blank?

Frank: She didn't mean it by that-

Amanda: YOU ARE VERY FUCKING STUPID-

Danny: Why the hell are you answering your own game?

Frank: Danny, she-

Amanda: *tackles Danny*

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[disc0dild0s]

Like Honey. ((Danny Johnson DBD x ABUSED Reader)) Oneshot

A person was humming to themself, doing their hair in the mirror and prettying themself up as a form of therapy. The person listened to their usual playlist that Jed had made for them, round-brush in hand as they did a little jig in their seat, staring at their pretty reflection in the well-lit vanity. Outside the person's window, a man sat.

For weeks he'd watched them. His next victim.

The young male sat in a tree, eyes peering down carefully, almost with a dreamy gaze. His little interest was becoming more than the obsession he thought it'd be. How he yearned to touch that soft, milky skin. To bruise them. To cherish every plea and beg for their life they'd soon throw at him. A part of him wanted them to squirm in fear,, to beg him to kill them, to end the constant feeling of being watched. The thought made him shiver in freakish delight, camera shuttering with a small click. His closet was littered with polaroidz of the unsuspecting person, chest churning at the sight of the angelic person before him. they looked so pure, so naive, so blissfully unaware of his presence. The thought sent thrilling shivers down his spine. they wouldn't know until he wanted them to. The person seemed to be in a good mood, hearing their phone ring. They picked their phone up from the counter, answering it and in a matter of seconds their smile faded. their ex had called them from some throw-away or anonymous phone just to call them insults and tell them how he never loved them. They held the phone to their ear, biting down softly on their bottom lip and beginning to cry. They hung up the phone, watching themself sob in the mirror, tear-streaks ruining their makeup. they seemed to be a very sensitive individual.

Danny's fists clenched, the sound of his leather gloves rubbing together furiously. He made a mental note to track his address, instead shuffling aggressively into his pocket, dialing their number. He moved to sit comfortably in the tree, legs swinging back and forth. The way the roof was positioned, there was no way they'd see him. He hummed, fingers tapping the cold plastic of a phone impatiently. They wiped their tears from their eyes with a tissue, dabbing at their eyes. They heard their phone ring, sniffling and looking at the name on the phone. A soft smile warmed their face, the person answered and laid on their bed, bundling up in the blankets.

"Hi, Jed.." their voice seemed much more sorrow-filled but still soft. they were stroking a singular piece of their hair comfortingly. "Is there a reason you called so late..?"

His cheeks darkened under his mask that was lifted over his mouth, a warm smile resting on his tanned face. He kicked his legs back and forth, twirling the imaginary phone cord with a gloved finger.

"Oh, y'know me. Late night sweet-tooth, wouldn't be me without one. Why do you sound so glum, cupcake?" They seemed to soften at the nickname, redness tinting their cheeks as they spoke.

"Oh, um.. Well, my ex-Fiance called from an anonymous number and started calling me a whore. He told me I was a dumb broad, a filthy piece of shit, told me he wished he had stabbed me, the norm.." they stood up, taking a box from under them vanity and going through photos. Danny, or now known as "Jed" inhaled sharply, forcing himself to take deep, shaky breaths. Danny was violent, it was in his nature, truly, but the pain in their voice arose something deep from within him.

"I can come over, buttercup."

The person bit the inside of their cheek, seeming to think on it for a minute. They messed with their sleeves, talking into the phone as they did so." Sure, you can stay the night if you'd like. It's quite dark out, wouldn't be safe.."His smile brightened under his mask, cheeks flushing ever so slightly. He rubbed the back of his neck, finger tapping the back of the phone. It was something he did when he was excited, tapping his fingers.

"Oh! Cool,, yeah,, I was actually around the corner near the liquor store, yknow, WoodsBoro' has always been kinda small. I'll be over in ten, alright Cherry Pie? I'll see you soon."

He hung up with a wide grin, dancing a little in his spot. He jumped from the tree stealthily, taking off the robes. He wasn't much to look at, not too muscular and average height with short black hair and hazel eyes. He stalled outside for a while before jogging up to the door, knocking rhythmically like he always did.

"Aye, cookiepie! You there, sweets?"

They'd put on whatever shirt they could find, adjusting it quickly and heading downstairs. The adult opened the door, immediately hugging Jed. Their knitted sweater-jacket was hanging off their shoulders and they smelled of natural rose-oil and perfume. Their shirt was a little-see through because it was white but they weren't bothered by it. They had on some fluffy pastel-blue socks to match their outfit. Their house was clean as if they didn't touch anything, well-dusted and taken care of. They had some flowers on their coffee-table next to a little pink letter that was unopened, perhaps a love-note.

"Mm, I missed you.." they pulled away from the tight hug, their eyes were a bit red from crying and yet they still looked so pretty and fragile. A porcelain doll, almost. That's what their ex told them, he told them they were pretty whenever they cried. He seemed delighted to hug back, arms wrapping around the woman. His love language had always been touch. He pulled them a little closer, nuzzling his smooth face into the crook of their neck, arms securely holding their waist

"Hey, pooki! I missed you too, honeycomb."

They seemed caught off-guard when they were pulled back into the hug, chuckling softly and hugging him back. Their face flushed red; The young adult's body burning up with timidness as they ran their hand through his soft hair. They were too-much of a pleaser to say anything about the touchiness, instead resting their palms on his chest lovingly. They caressed his cheek, thumbing away a little bit of wetness that they assumed was from the drizzle outside.

"Mh, You'll get sick in that rain, be careful. I made some sun tea if you'd like any." They closed the door behind him, locking it. He flinched, smiling a bit more genuinely down at the young woman. He looked behind him, humming to himself when he saw the flowers and note, rather proud to see them on their table. He'd been sending them little gifts as himself and not Jed to get them to know the real him more, and he was rather smug about it. He'd only hoped they'd follow the instructions of where to leave their own notes.

"I wouldn't mind some, yeah! Who're those from?

They turned a bright shade of red at the question, letting go of him and hurrying to the kitchen to pour him a nice glass of tea while they spoke.

"Some secret-but-not-secret admirer named Danny has been sending me little gifts and flowers. I'm not sure how he got my address but we leave letters for each other in a certain spot; I have yet to catch him outside my home though.." they'd set his glass down upon a knitted-coaster she made on the coffee table. The person sat on the soft couch, inviting him to sit beside em.

"It's sweet, I haven't had someone show me such care in a while. Though, I have to admit, the idea of anonymity paired with someone knowing where I live does freak me out. Even if they mean no harm, I.." They sighed, running their hands through the ends of their hair almost-nervously, taking a small breath.

"He's sweet, he's quite intelligent- at least over the writing and reminds me a bit of you in a way. It's romantic and it makes me feel nice..But there is this other guy I really like and it's conflicting because they have similarities but the only difference is that I actually only know one of these men in-person."Danny sat beside them, fingers tapping excitedly on his knee, sipping his tea with a smile. Packed with honey, naturally sweet,, He loved it. He looked at the person with smugness, fingers tapping slightly faster.

"Oh, yeah? Who is this.. other guy? And is he cute? And this Danny dude, sounds pretty cool"

They turned red, blushing the more they spoke. They eyed Jed in a way that seemed to be adding emphasis on the man they were talking about, the words rolling off of their tongue lovingly as they spoke.

"He is the nicest man I have spoken to in years and he enjoys the drinks and food I make."

They were playing with their hair while they spoke, cheesing up and getting all giddy."He makes me feel warm inside my chest, Jed..and other places too. His hair is really soft and pretty and everytime he hugs me he puts his hand on the small of my back and even though I get jumpy with touches like that it just feels right when he touches me in that way. He smells real good too, also very intelligent in his own way and even though he doesn't like to admit it; a real dorky guy. Best part of all? He likes physical affection and I need someone to get me back into that again.."They crossed one leg over the other, biting down on their lip softly as they thought of him. "He's so beautiful to me.. Jed, he can.." They cut themself off, giggling and hiding their red face in their gentle hands. "Mn.."

Danny gulped under their gaze. Mans was a bottom, there was no doubt about it. He placed his cup down with a shaky hand, laughing nervously. Danny wasn't the smartest man, but he knew flirting when it was being thrown his way. He stood, scratching his neck with a sweaty hand, face scarlet. He cleared his throat, standing.

"Hey, babes you mind showing me to the bathroom? I gotta um, yeah-" They nodded, a warm smile on their face. "There is one upstairs and one down here.." They said, leading him to the one downstairs that was down the hallway from the dining room and kitchen, it was nicely decorated and cleaned to fit the rest of the vibe of the house. The counters were marble and one of those small fog-fountains on the side. "There you go, hun.." They made their way back to the living room, hearing the doorbell ring.

"Ooooh, unexpected visitors!"

He waited in the dark, smiling when he realized they couldn't see him from this angle. When the door opened he immediately pushed them backwards, the door swinging wide open and making a loud thump against the wall. Immediately, the person was audibly crying and shaking underneath him. Out of every response; theirs were fawn, flight, and freeze.

"Hey baby, did you miss me? You thought you could get away, huh? Worthless bitch! You thought you could get away without getting hurt again? I was good to you, i'll fucking kill you." He slammed the door back, locking it and grabbing them by their hair. "Oh, really nice.. Flowers. You're a fucking whore, seeing new men already."

He raised his hand at them, about to slap them across the face. He couldn't make out what J-Name they were mumbling under their breath with all the crying, stuttering, and cowering they were doing. "J-Je.. Jed.." They mumbled, not finding the courage to speak up. They felt the carpet in the living room, trying to ground themself a bit but instead they felt themself going into a panic-attack upon reliving these traumatic events again. They were just mumbling to not be called such degrading and dehumanizing names.

"Y-You didn't..You never..You weren't good to me.."

There was no time for the male to say anything, nor was there time for Danny to think about his own actions, hand slipping up his left pant leg, grabbing a very large hunting knife. A Buck. He was down the halls stealthily, feet not making any noise whatsoever. Danny knew what he was doing. He was behind mars in an instant, pulling the male backwards roughly, slamming his skull into the hard floors, maneuvering himself to straddle the man's hips. He gripped his face, leaning down with a bitter smirk.

"God, you don't know how fucking long I've waited for this.. You look so fucking weak beneath me, mars. So fucking pathetic."

Danny shuddered pleasurably at the fearful look in the males eyes, trailing the blade up to his neck before swiftly slitting it, laughing loudly at the sputtering sounds of the rushing fluids coming from the open wound. He moved his hands to hear his choked cries and begs, plunging the blade over and over into his stomach, dragging the blade down. Quickly Danny dropped the blade, ripping out the intestines animalistically. The male later picked up the blade, slamming it repeatedly into his skull.

Crack.

Crack.

CRACK.

Danny got off of the male breathlessly, but not before snapping a quick photo, sliding the cleaning image into his back jean pocket. He wiped a brow, looking at the person on the floor behind him with a lax, relieved smile.

His face was bloody.

It wasn't his blood.

"Hey, babes. Uh, you got a shovel?"

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[poison-p1nk]

"don't touch that dial now, we're just getting started." 🔪

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