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time-slink · 2 years
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been busy and haven’t painted in a while, so had some messy fun with my huntress!etho :D
bloodless version, closeup
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filthyslashertoad · 1 year
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How the slashers would react to the reader giving them a love letter/note
Michael Myers
His face may or may not get a lil pink depending on how well you know each other.
Needs some time alone to process.
You don't see him for the rest of the day but when you're sleeping, he gently climbs into bed with you and cuddles with you.
Doesn't let go in the morning.
Clings to you for the rest of the day.
Hannibal Lecter
Thinks it's super cute.
Frames it in his office next to all of his degrees.
Tells Bedelia all about it and asks her what he should give you in return.
Ends up doing absolutely everything he can to spoil you for the next few weeks.
Frees up his schedule for you<3
Billy Loomis
Plays it off and tries to act like it didn't make him love you even more than he already does.
Feels bad when you think he doesn't like it.
Tries to make it up to you by giving you hugs and kisses and watching your favorite movies with you.
He might even offer to cook but if he does, be careful because he may burn the house down.
Stu Macher
Squeals.
Hides from you the whole day because he wants to make a card for you too.
There's way. too. much. glitter
Likes he genuinely pours a whole bottle of glitter into the card and then puts it into an envelope.
Danny Johnson
(I feel like he'd be the type of person to announce random things in a news reporter's voice.)
He'd announce that you'd given him a letter as loud as possible, even if you're in public.
Brings you a bunch of letter-making supplies.
Your letters feed his ego and he absolutely loves it.
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heartlesscorpse · 3 months
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Ghostface HCs ⋆。°✩👻🔪
Wahoo, more Ghostfaceeee. Ghostface brainrot be really taking over tho gadayum, Danny gonna drill a hole into my fucking brain; unlike Pyramid Head as he pretty much made a crater. Smh, I’m rambling too much and Imma move on from that now — yeah slightly busy week but pushing through in the mean time and having Ghostface for some fuckin’ motivation. Some nsfw shit will be mentioned and possibly some gore but nonetheless, this’ll be a fun one boys. ∠( ᐛ 」∠)_
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OKAY getting this shit out of the way first but Slipknot do be hitting hard for me atm and I gotta say it’s either Vermilion or Prosthetics that give me massive brainrot and Ghostface vibes.
It’s a possibility I might even write a mini fic based off of Prosthetics ngl, now there’s a fuckin’ thought.
It’s either some dumbass banter or flirting between you and Ghostface, never an in between. Most of the time 90% of whatever flirtatious remarks comes out of Danny’s mouth is a joke, but at the same time he’s also not fuckin’ kidding.
“Baby what that tongue do?” “Lick my fingers. To turn the pages of the Bible for sinners like you.”
Get ready for some nightly fucking shenanigans because Ghostface is going to drop in when you least expect it.
Despite being the flirtatious bastard he is, Danny can get clingy at times.
Like this man could demand cuddles and if you refuse he will just tie you up and have his cuddles anyways because he doesn’t give a shit if you say no. He does what he wants anyways.
He’ll have you lying there tied up and helpless on your bed, listening to whatever fuckin’ rants he’s going on about, probably something about his night or maybe shit talking about another resident in Roseville he plans to kill in some few days. ┐( ̄ヮ ̄)┌
By the time he’s leaving he might’ve took something small of yours for keeping, not like you were gonna notice much of a difference anyways. And you’re definitely not gonna get it back.
Besides stalking his chosen targets for his next kill, Ghostface still keeps his tabs on you whenever he doesn’t happen to show up inside your home or phone in. Either he’d take some photos on random occasions while you’re in public, keeping lost items of yours, might’ve ended up building a small shrine out of that shit ngl.
It’s almost hilarious but at the same time it isn’t, because Ghostface swore to himself he would never build some sort of attachment towards his victims or anybody in general but then you came along and somehow changed that shit. 💀💀
Might’ve found out your text tbh so he could annoy you for endless hours during the day when he’s not around and playing himself as Jed and working at the Gazette.
Did I forget to mention how possessive he is??? Man’s honestly lucky to have some restraint and composure seeing some other people talking to you and breathing the same fuckin’ air otherwise he would’ve killed them already by the next night, this shit don’t apply to that drunkard who was harassing you the one Saturday night you went out to the bar with friends though. That shit was justified in his opinion.
There’s either two reasons and two reasons only why Ghostface would’ve made a drop inside your house, either this man is wanting attention from you and to talk, or this mfer is horny as shit. There’s no in-between.
Dude’s into kinky shit you name it, stuff like: bondage, blood play, knife play, things like that. Blood play might’ve been off the table for the first half however he might’ve brought it up some time around when you got comfy enough where you weren’t constantly having to get into some cat fight with the guy.
Might I add, the first time he met you and he was picking you off as one of his victims he got a fuckin’ hard-on from your fear and seeing the bit of blood smeared on your arms or cheeks while you were fighting for your life.
Mirror sex, semi-public sex, a quickie, phone sex, dude’s up for some small bit of risks and that mainly goes with semi-public ofc because he finds it fun and adds more spice to the situation.
He’s still paying close in mind wherever he does it so he himself isn’t getting caught in that position with you and shit would somehow escalate. He doesn’t do it often a lot but maybe to some rare occasion or something like that.
He likes hearing you beg and looking like an absolute flustered mess under him. 😌
Rough sex is also a big yes, he doesn’t do it gentle much but it might’ve happened in some rare chances even if you didn’t ask for it.
Mask stays on babes he’s not taking it off during sex.
He’s also pushing you to overstimulation because he can and will, and he takes fuckin’ joy out of it >:))
Gets a small power trip out of it too, knowing he’s the one driving you insane this way and making you plead for his cock.
Shhh that’s just his way of showing how much he loves you.
He’s pretty good with aftercare, cuddles in bed afterwards and a short nap in the mean time before morning where he’ll have to bounce by then and get to work.
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apollodarling-writes · 6 months
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yan! dbd ghostface (danny johnson) headcanons
cws: yandere themes, danny is a perv, non-consensual picture taking, stalking obv, slight nsfw themes but danny is just a freak, danny is a sadist, gore, danny makes out with your wounds, obsessive! danny, possessive! danny,
— yan! ghostface whose eye you catch in your first trial. you who are wide eyed, disoriented, and hyper-aware of your surroundings make easy prey.
— yan! ghostface who stalks you for awhile before approaching you, using your disbelief and naivety against you.
— yan! ghostface who explains your situation, portraying himself as a fellow survivor and guides you through the motions of the match before pressing his blade to your throat.
— yan! ghostface who smirks beneath his mask, watching as your eyes widen with fear and betrayal. he feels himself become aroused as your pretty optics glisten with tears, groaning as you beg for him to let you go.
— yan! ghostface who is stunned by a flashlight, feeling you wriggle free from his grip and sprint off like a frightened bunny.
— yan! ghostface who you are wary of in each match. he singles you out and taunts you, describing each horrific thing he’ll do to you once he gets his hands on you, finding that this little obsession of his is growing by the day.
— yan! ghostface who begins thinking about you even outside of trials. it started as wondering what he would do to you next, turning into lustful daydreams and palming himself at the thought of you.
— yan! ghostface who snaps polaroids of you while you do mundane things. assembling a medkit or toolbox, finding materials for offerings, talking to your fellow survivors…
— yan! ghostface who loathes the sight of you smiling at the others in the survivor camp. you belong to him. that smile of yours is reserved for him. your laugh is reserved for him.
— yan! ghostface who slowly feels those lustful feelings of his grow into something deeper. he finds himself thinking less and less about ways to kill you, and more about ways he could make you smile.
— yan! ghostface who, in your next trial with him, brings you the body of each survivor, dropping it in front of you much like a cat would gift its owner a dead mouse.
— yan! ghostface who corners you, sitting on your stomach and wrapping his fingers around your throat. he swiftly snaps a polaroid of this beautiful sight, crazed ramblings about how you’ve caught his attention leaving his lips.
— yan! ghostface who is amused at how quickly you’ve gained his interest, his favorite pastimes stalking you and leaving just enough of a trace for you to know he was there.
— yan! ghostface who finds it incredibly romantic to hold your hand while you bleed out beneath him, his mask lifted to show off the frenzied look in his eyes, blood dripping from his chin and onto your paling features.
— yan! ghostface who looooves to makeout with your stab wounds. he’s always sure to leave you for last, finding motivation in the fact that if he rids the trial of all other survivors, he can spend as much time with you as he pleases.
— yan! ghostface who coos at you as you beg for him to let you go… or to just end it already. a frown tugging at his lips as he feels his heart pang with the slightest of remorse. he quickly covers it up with a mocking sneer, telling you that you should be proud to bear his love in such a way. no one’s ever had it but you.
— yan! ghostface who singles out each person you talk to in their next trial with him, mercilessly slaughtering them as he tells them to stay the fuck away from you.
— yan! ghostface who somehow convinces the entity to let you spend some time with him on a random day, designating it as your new birthday. he’ll watch with interest as your shaky fingers grip the rusted fork, shoving the mediocre cake down your throat. he’s never seen a better sight.
— yan! ghostface who loooves everything about you <33
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weskersluvrrrrrrrrr · 6 months
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MASTER LIST
STILL WORKING ON IT!! BUT THIS IS WHAT I GOT SO FAR!!
JOHNNY CAGE
Pregnant reader pt1
Pregnant reader pt2
touchy johnny (young and old) hcs
readers relationship with sonya
seven minutes in heaven
nsfw older johnny hcs
johnny recording head blurb
johnny with an oblivious and innocent reader
younger and older johnny x reader
domestic older johnny hcs
protective johnny x reader
johnny and reader cuddling blurb
soft sex johnny blurb
Johnny getting overstimulated
AUS:
Self aware johnny x reader hcs
Self aware johnny x reader hcs pt2
ALBERT WESKER:
Albert x pregnant reader
Albert edges amab reader
Wesker x Overworked reader
Single Dad wesker
Wesker x chubby reader
Cat wesker hcs
Dominant Wesker x short reader
Wesker x god reader hcs
Wesker x dom male reader
Sleepy wesker
laboratory Wesker smut pt1
wesker reader bromance
AUS:
Role reversal Wesker x Short reader
Rookie Wesker hcs
Persephone reader making hades Wesker a flower crown
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losergaymothman · 3 days
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I don’t think you guys UNDERTSNAD how important Edwin and Charles’ relationship is to me as an aroace person. THAT is what I want from a relationship. Something such an obvious mix of romantic and platonic and I-don’t-even-know that all the lines blur bc the only important thing is that you love them like you’ve loved nothing else and are so devoted that you would do nothing else but love and protect and cherish them for all your worth. isn’t it the love that matters more than what type of love it is? why do their labels need to be so cut and dry? why does it need to be anything more? why can’t they just be? why can’t they love each other how they want to love each other? why do they need to be anything else?
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daddy-deathslinger · 4 months
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Could I pretty please get something for my husband tarhos, just him being sweet on his s/o
I love him so much and I need more content for him
Some sweet Tarhos content coming right up!
Cuddling with The Knight/Tarhos Kovács
Tarhos has built up this image of himself as a strong protector, not in need of any kind of cuddling or affection.
That, ofcourse, couldn’t be further from the truth.
When a long, hard trial is finally over, he can’t wait for you to visit him. He can barely hide his excitement as he’s waiting for you, his faithful three seeing how nervous and excited he is, but knowing better than to tease him about it.
When you finally visit, Tarhos sends away his companions, still trying to hide his eagerness. They leave, snickering quietly as they watch him stand up straight to greet you. He never cares as much for manners, as when he’s with you.
His companions have left, and now there’s only you and him. He swiftly takes you in his arms, lifting you up into the air. You giggle, and he smiles at you, softly putting you down to kiss you.
You embrace for a while. Tarhos is quiet as usual, but you know what it is that he wants right now. He’s softly stroking your back with his big hand, inhaling the scent of your hair, and you relish in being in his strong arms once again.
“My sweet, let’s go to the hut”, you propose, and Tarhos immediately nods. The two of you make your way to the run down hut, and there, Tarhos can barely hide his excitement as he places a blanket on the ground and smoothes it out nicely. He sits down on the blanket, holding his hand up for you to grab.
You smile, grab his hand, and sit down next to him on the blanket. Tarhos slowly lays down on his back, opening up his arms in an inviting gesture. 
You crawl up into his arms, holding him as close as you can. The two of you close your eyes, both releasing a content sigh, and you feel Tarhos melt into your embrace. 
You carefully stroke his hair, quietly humming on a song. He’s so relaxed now, you’re surprised he doesn’t fall asleep.
To Tarhos, this is the best part of his day. Being in your arms, hearing you hum a tune softly, feeling your hand stroking his long hair. Now, he’s calm, he’s content. If he was a man deserving of heaven, this would be it.
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slashy-hanako · 4 months
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Dead by Daylight Killers Being Jealous
Reader insert, no use of Y/N, gender neutral.
This is my first time writing on this account, I hope you like it. 
Characters included: Anna (Huntress), Caleb Quinn (Deathslinger), Danny Johnson (Ghostface).
☠Warnings: Blood and gore, strong language, sexual themes.
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♥ Anna - The Huntress ♥ 
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Such an athletic and skillful woman would prove to be a great challenge for anyone looking to reach your heart. Behind the mask, there is a face marked by war and famine but still beautiful with its modest charm. Anna is a territorial lover, you are hers and anyone who crosses the line she sets will meet her hatchets. She is violent with her impulses, you would have to stop her from acting upon simple interactions you might have with friends, such as friendly hugs or hand-shakes. Anna does not try to hide her feelings, it will take a good time to educate her about the boundaries of what is appropriate, and even if she loosens her grip on you a little she will still overreact if she sees someone actively flirting with you.
It was a cold evening, you found yourself shaking even near the campfire, your body trembled and your skin arched in response to the chilling wind biting through your defenses, even with a coat the fog seemed to swallow all the heat from the surroundings. You could not bear it any longer and indulged in the request of a survivor to keep you warm, lying by their side so they could wrap their arms around your frame. You knew they liked you, and it felt terribly wrong to allow them to be this close just because you needed it, still you ignored the thoughts and closed your eyes. You felt warm and were finally able to sleep. 
As the hours passed, your slumber was interrupted by the feeling of strong hands holding your waist, it was not like the other survivor who had kept you warm through the night, it was different. You felt the hot breath of the broad figure behind you, so close to your neck, the voice that hummed a lullaby was the familiar one of the Huntress. You were shocked, wondering how she got there, but you remained silent as she embraced you tightly and placed a leg over you, you were being squeezed and it was all the warmth you ever needed.
When she left, after you had proper rest, the camp was empty; she had scared all the other survivors, luckily violence was not allowed outside of trials, but she would sharpen her hatchets to focus on a certain someone who dared to take advantage of your vulnerability.
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♥ Caleb Quinn - The Deathslinger ♥
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Caleb was a rough man, unpolished and disheveled all around, he never felt confident about his appearance, or his age, or his personality; he didn’t have much during his life, and his passions had been stolen from him, but not anymore. He is not one to express it loudly, it is difficult to read his deadpan expression, but when his left eye twitches and he clenches his teeth it is because something is bothering him. 
He might pin you against a wall and be direct with his questions about what is happening, Caleb is blunt like a mace and too anxious to allow the possibility of someone taking you from him, and when he gets a name things will be complicated.
It was not unusual for relationships to blossom amidst survivors, the time in the entity’s realm would go so slowly sometimes that having another human to hold was what kept one from snapping. You had seen a certain someone stealing glances at you, during the trials they would constantly follow you around and on occasion even pulled you with them inside a locker, claiming that it was to keep you safe. You had noticed those advances, but your heart belonged to someone else, and this someone had a dead aim. 
It was a trial like any other, if not for the fact that the Slinger was not paying too much attention to you and the other two survivors, instead he would chase only one person, the same one who kept flirting with you every time you were together. You knew exactly what was happening, but you would not dare saying it in front of Caleb, if you accused him of being jealous he would be mad. Instead, you focused on doing the gens while he kept your friend on the ground, watching them crawl around like a slug.
The bounty-hunter would follow the miserable soul, his boots oftenly making contact with their body as he kicked them around and smirked, delighted with the cruelty and suffering. “If I see your hands on them again, I will make sure you can no longer use them.” He would mumble, piercing the back of the survivor with the spear of his marvelous weapon; Death to Shorebay, what a masterful piece of art that gun was, perfect for torture as the Deathslinger kept the harpoon stuck in the survivor’s body to drag them around until they bled out. 
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♥ Danny Johnson - The Ghostface ♥
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As an inquisitive spectator, Danny has watched survivors from far away, he had his moments of voyeurism and shameless photography while invading their privacy, be it inside or outside trials, after all there are no rules against making pin ups with pictures. But you were especially intriguing to him, you knew someone had been following you, leaving mysterious notes for you to read, mostly with strange questions and nonsensical observations; ‘What is your favorite horror movie?’ had been the start, followed by a note written in blood ‘You like a man with a knife?’, it was disturbing and you expected it to be a prank from one of the survivors, maybe someone was just having a good time laughing at how distressed you became. 
But time worked its wonders and soon you dismissed these events as nothing but a hoax from your friends. You could sleep in peace, and it was during one of these moments of careless slumber that you were awakened by the feeling of gloved hands caressing your skin, groping, pinching, someone wanted to call your attention. When you opened your eyes, there was the sight of the Ghostface white mask, his hand covered your mouth so you would not scream, and he showed you his knife, running the tip of it delicately over your chest. Was he crazy? Killers were not allowed to do that outside of trials.
“Now keep your fucking mouth shut, darling.” He warned, caring little about the entity’s rules “I will not hurt you, at least not now.” His voice sent shivers down your spine, he was too close. “I saw you are getting close to that… What is their name…? Uh… I forgot.” He shook his head “I thought we had something, you know. I sent you so many letters and now you betray me, holding hands with that lame bag of flesh.” It made sense now, he was the one stalking you. 
Danny was delusional for sure, he had lived too much inside his own head, with his sick fantasies and distaste for society in general. A man like him lived only to spread violence, chaos, he was an avatar of decay.
“I will give you one last chance, next time we meet, you bring them to me, and I will pretend this never happened.” Then he cleared his throat “If you don’t…” He pressed his left hand on your neck, the mist enveloped him, threatening to take him for punishment for crossing the lines, then his grip loosened “You are mine. Remember that.” He muttered, standing up and tossing a picture at you, before disappearing in the shadows.
The picture was a nice one of you in an intimate moment with someone else, but their head was cut from the picture. 
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hiraethhh-h · 2 years
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michael, anna, and pyramid head with a gn!s/o who (somehow) gets high during a trial (HCs)
Anonymous asked: Hello... Can you do headcanons for Micheal, Huntress, And Pyramid Head with a s/o that somehow manages to get themself high during trial? I feel like their reactions would be funny
let’s say frank passed you some good stuff before the trial, cuz your average joe doesn’t just find drugs laying around in the Entity’s realm HSDJKF
warning(s): drug use, some suggestive content
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michael myers - the shape
the sound of giggling drew the masked killer towards the corner of the swamp
michael did find it odd that he had only spotted 3 out of the usual 4 survivors, but it wasn’t the first time that had happened
perhaps whoever was having a giggling-fit was the fourth?
michael rounded the log, only to spot you seated on the muddy floor
having heard michael’s breathing beneath his mask, you slowly turned to the infamous stalker
“hey michael…”
with the way you slurred your words and had completely bloodshot eyes, michael knew exactly what you had done
he eventually spotted the little roll in your hand, the end still lit and slowly burning
you slowly stand and stumble your way over to him, catching yourself by grabbing onto his mechanic suit
you get mud all over him, but michael doesn’t care, he’s been covered in worse
“your mask is smiling at me. ‘s kinda creepy.”
michael simply stares down at you, his knife lax in his dominant hand
eventually, he turns away to do his job, practically dragging you along since you’re still latched to him
he stops moving upon feeling your hands snaking around his chest and squeezing his pecs
“hehe… mikey your boobs are nice.”
yep… it was gonna be a long trial.
anna - the huntress
she slammed david onto the hook with a satisfied smile, relishing in his screaming as she trudges to the nearest locker and reloads her hatchets
anna eventually goes back to humming, ignoring the male spitting obscenities at her
she eventually leaves him be, heading across the ironworks to work on hooking another survivor
but the scent of something… weird catches her attention
anna immediately heads in the direction it’s coming from, her curiosity piqued
she approaches some boxes near the main building, spotting you seated on the ground between the boxes
she lowers her axe, tilting her head
you give her a small wave, patting the spot next to you
anna does walk over to you, but she remains standing
it’s easy for her to piece together that you aren’t yourself right now
she crouches down and takes the small baggie resting on your leg and brings it closer to her face for inspection
anna eventually pockets the bag, looking back down at you
“noooo…! my noms!’
she just reaches down to pick you up and slings you over her shoulder
time for her to look for a spot that can keep you safe while she finishes up the trial
pyramid head - the executioner
a deep growl left the killer as nea threw the pallet down on him, the survivor wasting no time in blinding him with her flashlight
after the effects wear off, pyramid head begrudgingly continues his search for the street artist
he hears faint cursing behind him and he has never turned around so fast
pyramid head beelines it for the killer shack, stepping into the decrepit hut
only to find you seated between the lockers, coughing and waving a wad of smoke away from you
if he had eyes, pyramid head would be blinking in confusion
what the fuck were you doing???
his curious gurgling catches your attention and your face brightens upon seeing the killer
“hey pyra! can i check if your ass wobbles? ‘m curious.”
absolutely the fuck not, his ass does not wobble thank you very much
pyramid head makes his way to you, his helmet tilted downwards so he can properly see what you were doing
you held a little blunt between your fingers, the executioner quick to grab it and crush it in his hand, uncaring if it burns him
you whine out in protest, pouting at his actions
pyramid head simply stares down at you before leaving you be
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frogspond200 · 8 months
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𝙶𝚑𝚘𝚜𝚝𝚏𝚊𝚌𝚎 𝙷𝙲𝚜
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Requested by: Anon
Ask: GHOSTFACE! GHOSTFACE! GHOSTFACE! 😻😻😻😻 (no explanation. just this-)
Warning: Slasher behavior
Reader: victim
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Ghostface can be quite possessive and jealous, especially when it comes to your safety. He can’t stand the idea of you being close to anyone else. He might not admit it openly, but it’s clear in his actions. He tends to be protective to the point of isolation. He may keep you away from friends and family, always insisting it’s for your safety. This can lead to tension in your relationship.
Ghostface’s love might have started as an obsession. He was drawn to you for some reason, whether it was your looks, personality, or both. As he got to know you, he found himself unable to resist falling for you, even though it was complicated by his darker tendencies. (just imagine while he slowly chases you wituba a knife he starts to realize he loves you-)
Ghostface’s possessiveness can be intense. He wants you all to himself and can be controlling. This can lead to conflicts in your relationship as you try to maintain your own independence. Ghostface is a master manipulator. He uses psychological tactics to make you doubt and second-guess your relationships with others. He might convince you that he’s the only one who truly understands and cares for you.
He may gaslight you, making you question your own sanity and judgment. Ghostface can be persuasive, making you believe that you’re safer and better off with him, and that anyone else is a potential threat.
Ghostface blurs the line between love and fear in your relationship. He makes you feel like you need him to protect you, even if it means sacrificing your connections with others.
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gothghostiie · 1 year
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Stealing Wesker's coat because it's cold outside. And his coat is warm and smells like him
this is actually so cute
his coat definitely smells like his cologne, a hint of his body wash and smoke
its most likely too big and long for you I mean look at him - that man is a giant and that thing is floor length for him
he's extremely confused as to where it went and gets angry because someone must have taken it
as soon as he sees its you his red little eyes turn into hearts
if you try to give it back he insists on you keeping it, "being a gentleman" but he really just loves the way it looks on you
will probably offer it to you again as soon as he has it back
says he'll give it a wash before giving it to you again - which he does - but he will wear it before so it smells like him. he knows.
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xx-1c1cl35-n-t34r5-xx · 3 months
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Tarhos Kovacs internalised homophobia
An: not gonna go too into depth BC I'm writing a short fic/ one shot on this
TW: internalised homophobia, violence, death (all only mentioned)
ALSO PLEASE REBLOG, DONT JUST LIKE
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Pre-fog:
Had a lover back in Ye Olden Days
And he loved him so much
And yet he lost him
So safe to say he's uhhh not good with being gay :,)
Due to how he lost his lover, he internalised his homophobia
Becomes so completely lost honestly
He loves men so much honestly
But he sees himself as disgusting for doing so
And ends up being even more violent towards other gay ppl
Increased violence BC sexual repression
Post-fog
Honestly?
Loves the fog
Loves just being there
Still mourning his lover after all this time
Will also give extra violent and bad mori's to gays
(*Cough cough* David *cough cough*)
It's even worse if he's attracted to them
After all this time with his gaggle, he refuses to tell them he's gay
(They know and don't care + Alejandro thinks it's funny to watch him suffer)
He's so repressed poor baby
will occasionally cry and write poems for his long lost lover :/
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filthyslashertoad · 1 month
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Slashers & Misc. Reaction to Their S/o Slapping Their Ass
( I feel like I've written this before...but I don't think so)
Michael Myers
As soon as your hand lands on his ass, everything goes silent, the only thing you can hear is the sound of your slap reverberating in the room.
If he does decide to get you back for what you did, your ass will be purple afterward(He's not sorry btw).
Danny Johnson/Jed Olson
IS A FREAK
Bites his lip afterwards and winks at you
Stu Macher
Turns it into a game by sneaking up on you the next day and slapping your ass
Runs away laughing.
Bo Sinclair
Suffers from flat-ass syndrome.
You think you almost hit his spine because of how flat it was.
Spends the rest of the day telling you that he does have a butt.
Carlos Oliviera
Is a lil too into it.
Just like Danny he winks at you.
Begins slapping your ass more often(Totally doesn't turn into him just groping your butt for several minutes)
Karl Heisenberg
Yelps before laughing, *Que Seth Rogen laugh*.
Chases you around with a metal paddle for the rest of the afternoon
Pyramid Head
Buns of steel.
You end up hurting your hand because of how solid his ass is.
Hannibal Lecter
Judges you.
Asks why you can't just slap your own butt if you like it so much
Leon Kennedy
Gets caught off guard and lets out a half moan-scream.
Gets embarrassed and avoids everyone for the rest of the day.
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heartlesscorpse · 3 months
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GHOSTFACE! ⋆。°✩👻🔪
Ohmygod look a Ghost. Ghostface posting ha??? How fuckin’ cool is that????? I think it’s pretty neat :)) And speaking of Ghostface I’ve gotten too fond of this man recently (besides my beloved Pyramid Head ofc), so I thought why tf not give it a whack and write something of this doofus??? And bc this is a first writing smth for Ghostface, I’ve decided go with DBD’s Ghostface, Danny Johnson because I found him pretty easy to navigate with lore-wise and much easier to invent things with this silly little man, (Stu Macher was one to come to mind but I decided no bc Danny looked more fun to write besides a Ghostface from Scream movie franchise). So yeah, anymore posts of this menace in the future is mainly going to be surrounding Danny Johnson.
OFF TOPIC NOTE BUT— recently I’ve been considering of maybe opening up requests with writing head canons and things for Pyramid Head and Ghostface for the fun of it besides mainly writing things for myself, a possibility some time in the future, but for now I’m sticking with reblogs and randomly writing things whenever an idea comes to me. Anyways moving onto my fucking shenanigans now—
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It’s been some weeks then and unbeknownst to you, you had grabbed the attention of the infamous killer in Roseville.
Another few days in and you’re already noticing some peculiar shit going on. Some of your stuff’s missing, you found your lock on your door open, you got a strange call from somebody. Shit be getting pretty fuckin’ creepy and you’re not liking it one bit.
Ofc Danny wouldn’t give a shit— it’s all going so smoothly and according to plan! Sooner or later from there he’ll get to reveal himself as your stalker and the hunt officially begins once you pick up that phone.
It’s all going way too fuckin’ smooth, hell it’s smooth sailing for this man, and then he’ll cut to the chase and finally go in for the kill to immortalizing his next victim in his header for tomorrow’s papers.
BUT NO- apparently he underestimated you, fucking severely, and you ended up surviving his attack and the invasion into the personal space of your very own home. Danny was shocked overall, he’d least expect you to be shitting your pants from fear, because everybody in Roseville would know about his reputation.
Of course Danny was pretty pissed, a smart one that you are. But at the same time, after watching you countlessly and seeing you in action, he found you rather interesting in some ways.
And now he’s stalking you almost every night — for different reasons of course. He had the rule for himself to never get attached to any of victims but he couldn’t resist this magnetic pull towards you for some reason. Of course he might still try to kill you here and there, otherwise where’s the fun if he’s not keeping you on your toes???
He’s making this shit confusing for you, you don’t know if he’s either wanting to kiss you or kill you, hell, it could be both.
And you shouldn’t be surprised at all due to the fact that this mf’s going to be showing up at your house guaranteed. You might tell him to buzz off but he won’t. :)
Even though he knows your name he’s already coming at ya with the fuckin’ nicknames, like: Bunny, little mouse, brat (lovingly), babes, sweetheart, literally anything he could think of for you.
Obsessive behaviour be really fucking cooking.
Overtime you somehow got used to Ghostface’s looming presence no matter how much of a flirtatious nuisance he is and it sort of sprouted into a weird dynamic from there.
And Danny on the other hand is obviously not getting bored of you at all any time soon, it’s never going to fucking happen bae. But you still find him annoying most of the time whenever he comes swinging by. And now you have Roseville’s infamous serial killer utterly fond with you and never letting you go. Can’t have shit in fuckin’ Roseville. >:((
☠︎︎༒︎✞︎🕸𖤐
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oiiikawas · 1 year
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enemies to lovers with danny johnson is simply *chef’s kiss*
some ideas because i can’t stop thinking about him <3
being a reporter and working with danny/jed, but getting a little too close to figuring out the recent string of ghostface murders.
being a survivor in the trials that danny is absolutely obsessed with.
being a detective working on the roseville murders and you keep having encounters with ghostface. a cat and mouse dynamic.
being the only victim that gets away. could be an actually victim or someone in the wrong place/wrong time and see things you weren’t supposed to.
living in roseville during the time of the murders and dating danny/jed and then eventually learning the truth of who he really is. lovers to enemies/estranged lovers back to lovers is so delicious.
literally having any kind of history with danny and then waking up in the trials and he REMEMBERS you.
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weskersluvrrrrrrrrr · 5 months
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Loser Wesker au......
(NOT MINE @phonkscribes STARTED THIS and they got some GOOD stuff for him over there)
Loser Wesker who is practically slobbering over his monitor any time he boots up Evil Resident™ because he knows he's only seconds away from seeing you again
Loser Wesker who owns every single bit of merchandise he can find of you, official or not. Even the 700 dollar figure of you (don't ask him why it's in a jar /j)
Loser Wesker who spends hours psycho analyzing you so he can write the most accurate fanfiction (and gets pissed anytime a fic is slightly out of character)
Loser Wesker who could probably recite every voice line of yours from memory
Loser Wesker who bothers Chris and William every second he can with lore/headcanons about you
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