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danny johnson if you need a dog i can bark

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Jed Olsen, once again

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Jed

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can I ask for Danny Johnson stalking this new survivor (the reader) out of trials? watching them around the campfire, seeing who they talk to, getting as close as he can to listen to what they speak about. the reader confesses to a survivor friend that they find the ghostface kinda hot, and all hell breaks loose from there.

Oh my aren’t you the sweetest thing. This was your third time blowing up another generator, and you hadn’t even looked around once to see if he had been lurking and stalking. Of course, that round ended up with you dying, but he found it endearing how defenseless you are and without a clue about what’s happening.

He didn’t know much about you considering how you had been new to the realm, and he was intrigued. You were like his unsuspecting prey every game, and he loved it. He heard you talking to Kate, getting to know each other better. He didn’t care for Kate, but he definitely payed way more attention when you spoke rather then her.

“Is it okay to talk to killers out of trial here?” You asked, your voice echoed through his mind as he tried to lean more towards the two of you without being noticed by Bill or Laurie.

“I mean there isn’t really any rules, you’d have to go alone through the woods though and god knows what’s out there.” You giggled, watching as Kate fiddled with the zipper of her boots.

“Why?” You smiled, leaning your head on her shoulder.

“Dunno, I was just asking for a friend.” She giggled, wrapping her arm around your shoulder as she looked at you over her shoulder.

“Cmon, don’t be shy. I got no reason to tease you or tell anyone!” She tried to bribe you, she genuinely was intrigued, as well as Danny.

“Fine!” You giggled, gently pushing her side jokingly. “I just, you know- Thought one of the killers was cool!” She gasped pulling away.

“You have a crush on one of the killers? You gotta tell me!” You giggled to yourself, shaking your head as you looked into her puppy dog eyes. She had her hands intertwined in a begging manner.

“It’s the ghostface, but I wouldn’t say it’s a crush crush! It’s just every time I’m in a trial with him it feels like I’m being hunted,, but in the hot way? I don’t know how to explain it.”

The growing smile on Danny’s face was making his face go nearly numb. You were very intriguing (Y/N), very intriguing.

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new shmexy ghostface stuff on my twitter 👀😳

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Imagine having 3 aliases, couldn’t be me

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Credit to @catrathedungeonmaster for the idea behind this [admittedly half-hearted] edit.

Ghostface puts his photos in a scrapbook, and decorates his scrapbook with cute stickers.

The amazing Ghostface Q&A by CDM (contains NSFW content, be warned)

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New guy next door Jed Olsen

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I had to redeem my horrible GF sketch awhile back. Here's my cringey e boy updated 🖤🗡

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made this for my sister but here is how to get my wholehearted support for any content

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i like him :]

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new dlc leaked by bhvr! its the motherfucking

SANRIO COLLAB BABYYYY ❗ ❗ ❗ ❗ ❗ ❗

which one are you most excited for?

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Can I get a HC about Ghostface (Danny) helping his "final girl" cheer up after a long day? Like she's having a bad day and doesn't respond well to his call and he sneaks into her home and does something to help her perk up and refocus on him?

Ah, my first Danny request! Thank you, my dear, and I do hope you enjoy!

He had called you for the third time in a row that night.

Propped up outside in your back yard, watching the darkened house sit still.

He knew you were home because your car was there, saw the kitchen light turn on then off.

He knew you were home, but you ignored each call that you usually answered with a sense of sarcasm that only he could love.

You were his final girl, the one who would be here with him till the end.

But you didn't pick up. His worry began to spike.

He tries one more time, hope spiking up in his chest, then it shattered.

"Look, I don't have time for your games tonight. Please just...leave me alone."

Your tone was shaky, a faint sniffle catching his ears before the click of the phone follows.

Oh no, he couldn't be having this, not for a single second.

He's climbing the lattice up to the window he knows is unlocked. He left it unlocked when he was in the house earlier.

Steal a bit of food and drink here.

Check out your horror collection and reading selection there.

Putting his feet up and taking in the space that is you, even when you were out at work.

His steps are quiet, body moving like a shadow in the night as he peaks out of the room into the living room.

There you sat, curled up in yourself with a glass of wine on the coffee table.

He could hear your favorite comfort film in the background, but what he focused on was your puffy eyes and the sniffles that followed. How your form sat slouched yet tight beneath the layers of blankets around your form.

"Doll." He calls, watching how your form flinched then calmed. You've seen him around your yard as you two have talked, but he's never been inside.

At least not to your knowledge.

He holds his hands up as if to show he's unarmed.

Unarmed didn't mean not a threat with Danny, but it was a sign of goodwill in his mind, a gesture to help calm you.

"You're not actin' like yourself." He approached slowly, waiting for a sign that showed it was okay for him to come closer.

He usually was okay with invading people's personal spaces but right now didn't feel right for that. It felt far too off.

"Sorry I can't b-be the caller you banter with. Seems I can't make anyone happy today." That last bit was a mumble of a tone that made his usually cold heart hit just a bit in sympathy.

Could he even feel sympathy? Maybe. Maybe just for you.

His hand touched your shoulder before he sat himself at your side. That white mask with black holes for eyes staring at your form.

How you didn't recoil under his touch but rather curl further in on yourself.

"Hey now, this is nothing like you. You're usually busting my balls about something or another! Where did my spunky girl go?" His gloved fingers move to take your chin in hand, bringing your face to keep contact with his.

The faintest hints of blood and whatever cleaner he used hung in the air around the leather that forced your gaze to him.

"What happened today? Do I need to pay a special visit to someone, give them the ole slice and dice?"

He earns a ever so soft smile from you, even a small and quick huff of a laugh.

This makes a grin form on his lips beneath the mask.

"One minute y-you say you're gonna kill me, then you come in here and say y-you'll murder for me." He watched how you sniffle harder, body relaxing beneath the blankets. "If you must know...Today has just been long. Too long."

He huffed a laugh at this, shoulder brushing your own as he gets more comfortable on the couch, feet kicking up onto the coffee table beside your glass.

"Oh I fuckin' get that one, doll. But what made you get to this point?" He steals the remote, your comfort movie turned off in favor of him finding a new film to turn on.

"Coworkers being hypercritical. Boss wants to yell and yell and yell despite it not bein' my fault." Your sigh earns another chuckle from him.

"Maybe you should quit. Work with me." He gives your arm a nudge, making a laugh come from you, one far more genuine.

"Oh, killin' and chillin' with you? Yeah, I think I'll pass. Not exactly cut from the same cloth, you and I." He slings an arm behind your back, finally settling on a film, something gory in nature but comical no less.

"Ah, dollface, I beg to fucking differ." He smirked beneath the mask, leaning forward just enough to pour a bit more wine in your glass before stealing the bottle for himself.

He lifted his mask up just enough to show his lips, them wrapping around the bottle as he drank.

"You got the instincts, and you're comfortable around someone who has been killin' all over this town sitting beside you and drinking your wine." His tone wasn't distorted or as deep as it had been over the phone. No, he sounded like a normal person talking about a normal topic. Not murder.

Your eye roll makes him shake his head, mask pulled back down and body snuggled quite close against your own.

"What do you think you're doing?" You question with a raised brow.

"Gettin' comfortable and bein' here for you since you won't answer any of my damn calls." He finally lets out. "You need me more than you think."

A moment of pause hangs in the air at his words, then you finally give in, adjusting against his form and letting him hold you as the movie plays out.

Maybe he had a point.

Maybe you did need him.

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Ghostface (Danny Johnson / Jed Olsen) x Reader HC’s

Warning: NSFW 

Sorry for the slight inactivity, here’s some Ghostface / Danny headcanons :)

Ghostface really loves you in his own, twisted way. Initially, he had a strange obsession with you and wanted to use your corpse for his own photoshoot. Your company became something he needed so he brushed off that fantasy. He’d never tell you what he planned to do but he does feel slightly bad so he tries to be a good boyfriend to make it up to you. 

He doesn’t care if you’re sensitive to gore and stuff, he’ll try gross you out or make you admire his artwork if you do find out what he does in his free time. If you get super mad at him for constantly showing you his pictures, he might apologize but good luck otherwise.

Ghostface was ecstatic when you accepted him for who he truly was. He tried getting you into the profession to no avail. Either way, he’s happy he could tell somebody about the sick shit he does hence why he didn’t kill you and grew to love you.

Danny will occasionally cuddle with you or rest his head on your lap or shoulder when he’s feeling very drowsy. He loves when you keep your hand over his head since he never really got much physical affection. 

Ghostface is very, very possessive and gets very vocal when he’s angry. He’ll have a tendency to swear or yell if he’s furious but gets very petty or passive aggressive. Overall, he always has to be right and will ignore you if you don’t agree with him.

Surprisingly, he’s very generous. He usually brings you jewelry and expensive things he stole from his victims. You eventually came to appreciate his strange way of showing love.

He is very persuasive and manipulative. Ghostface can sweet-talk and manipulate you into doing almost anything for him, whispering soothing things and telling you that he’d be there for you. He knows the power he holds over you so uses it to his advantage.

Ghostface keeps an old shoebox full of his favorite photos of you along with some personal items of yours that might’ve went missing. 

When you have sex with him, he likes to keep his clothes or costume on but he loves it when you’re fully unclothed. It’s his own preference and kink.

He pretty much only cares about finishing himself off and going at it raw but if you ask him nicely, he’ll gladly finish you. 

Most times he doesn’t care what you think. If you’re giving him a blowjob, then he’ll start forcing your head down without warning and keep an ungodly pace. He loves hearing the sounds you make whether it’s from pleasure or pain.

He’ll hold in his moans for the beginning but he gets vocal afterwards and doesn’t care if he moans, just as long as he finishes.

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✨Here’s some Danny sketches from a while ago!✨

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Sick cosmetic dipshit

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Haha what’s yr fave scary movie