#danny jed olson johnson

[dilophosauridae455]

Struggling to draw rn so take these warm-ups from the other day

[marooncircus]

Be moved to tears, look down on me, tell me how pitiful I am

[golden-boy-of-the-gazette]

Danny canonically forgets to eat.

Whether he actually gives a damn about you and actually cares about you or not he still is thankful to have you around to remind him.

If you cook for him then it's even better. Gets mildly annoyed if you interrupt him while hes working to give him a plate of food but then upon seeing food his body will remind him that he hadn't eaten and his anger will immediately subside.

If you cant cook? Thats fine too. You guys get take out more often than you would like to admit. Sit on the couch and eat together while watching whatever movie you two had decided on. More often than not he will fall asleep in the middle of the movie. His stomach is full, hes been working all day, comfortable on the couch and he is clonking out. Snores pretty loud though. It's a struggle to get him to get up and be awake enough to make it to the bed. He will probably sleep in his work clothes on accident. May even just give in and insist on sleeping on the couch because he doesnt feel like moving.

[skinandruins]

[teaghouls]

Errrmmm

[mr-bas00nist]

Please be proud!

Sub! Danny Johnson, Desperate and Depraved Danny❤️, Dom Male Reader, Blowjob, Dub-Con, Facefucking, Daddy Issues, Slight Manipulation, Praise, Dry Humping, Daddy Kink and Throatpie 

WARNING‼️ This is a bit dark but it gets better at the end 🙌

The Ghostface was a cold and calculated in the real world. But I’m the entity’s realm his sadistic side showed way more. He didn’t have to clean up anything, he could kill infront of people without the slightest hint of fear. It was amazing, and you could ask any survivor about him and they’ll all say he’s the scariest stealth killer. 

The feeling of being stared at but not knowing we’re it’s coming from until it’s to late, or not even realizing your being stared out is a very common fear for all survivors. Though one thing about Danny that people didn’t realize was how depraved and desperate he was. 

Whether that be sexually or emotionally. No one ever realized that though. But with careful observation you realized it. How desperate he was for a hug or even a touch of human contact. I mean his father certainly didn’t help. He always looked for approval before and after his fathers death. But, he never got it. Only shallow ‘good jobs’ on his newspaper articles.

But your praise was different. Of course he could realize you were kind of using him for things like escapes and less hooking but he couldn’t really blame you. He got a hug and you got the hatch. It was perfect for him. 

You wanted to change it up a bit though. You wanted release. All that sexual frustration wasn’t helping your case. So who else to go to but the man who needs your touch or he’d probably kill himself? The match went by quickly 4 gens remained and all 3 of your teammates were dead. 

You stood at the shack of Macmillan’s estate when you sensed a familiar presence. Danny reveals himself running up to you excitedly. He hugs you and you hug him back but before he can pull away you hold him there. Under his gaping mask he had a quirked eyebrow but you simply had a little smile. 

You held him there, his crotch leveled with yours. You slowly started moving against his crotch and his breath hitches. He expects you to push him away and laugh at him but you don’t. You only continue humping him. “W-what’s the special occasion-?” He rasps out. “Horny.” You spoke

He nods holding onto your own hips tightly. You guys met each others thrusts eagerly especially Danny. He throws his head back with a loud gasp as you kiss his cloaked neck. You pull away stopping your movements. 

He whines at the lost of contact when you start unbuckling your pants. “On your knees.” He nods falling to his knees quickly. You pull your cock out as Danny awaits a command. “Suck.” He nods licking the tip quickly. 

He slowly puts the tip in his mouth sucking gently. “Mhm, good boy.” He moans around your dick. 

He pulls off confusing you but the words that leave his mouth immediately make you forget your confusion. “A-am I doing good?” He asks worried. You rub his head gently. “So good for me. So good.” He clenches his thighs together as His cock twitches. “Thank you daddy.” You growl shoving his mouth back onto your dick.

You begin fucking his throat as he can do nothing but choke and cry. He holds your upper thighs tightly bracing himself while you jackhammer your cock in his throat. He smiles, not that you can see. He’s finally worthy to you, he’s finally worth something to you! To someone!

With a few more thrusts your grunts and moans increase in volume when you finally reach your peak. You shove his head all the way down on your cock as you cum in his throat. You finally let go of his head as he coughs on the floor vigorously. He looks up at you with admiration making you quirk your eyebrow.

You pat his head with a genuine smile walking away to find the hatch. Would this be an ongoing thing? Danny sure fucking hoped so.

[clownteeth6]

School doodles

[spacefish370]

chromeskull x serial killer reader x the collector and we add ghostface? not movie ghostface, DBD ghostface.

Danny and reader were already together and know that each other are serial killers but Jesse and Asa do not.

I feel like it would be funny for Danny and reader to be caught in the act over something stupid and Asa and Jesse are the ones to catch them.

It's the middle of the and Danny and y/n slip out of the back door of their shared house. thinking that they didn't not wake their other two lover. little did they know the two men were never asleep to begin with. Jesse was worried and wanted to know what the two were up too. Danny and y/n get in the car all gear packed and ready of the nights horror feast. They leave. Jesse dragged Asa to the car to follow after them.

they arrive at a house and parked a safe distance away from Danny's car. They are gone for hours then two masked people get in the car. Jesse was about to pounce but Asa stopped him and picked up his phone to call them. "hey, where are you guys?" Asa asked. "we are a burger king because I want nuggets even though y/n say they are better at mcdonald's." Danny quickly came up with a lie." Okay." Asa and Jesse saw the masked man talk into the phone. Asa got out of the car and so did Jesse."are you in a car ?" Danny asked trying to mask with worry."No." Asa once again answered. they crept closer to the other car making sure they were none the wiser. Jesse moved to the passenger window. " Get me and Jesse something from there will you. I would like a chicken sandwich." Asa told Danny." What does Jesse want?" Danny asked." ask him yourself." Asa could the child like screams that came from both grown as adults. " Holy fucking shit Jesse!" y/n yelled from inside the car. Asa and jesse were quick to hop in the back of the car. lots of question were asked that night and common hobbies were discovered. What a bloody Valentine<3

[soulariarym]

Hey! I hope you’re doing better after you got Covid. I was wondering if you could do headcannons on how Dbd Ghostface would react to stalking a reader that knows they’re being stalked and is mutually interested in him? Also, feel free to take your time.

Happy New Year from Fero!

Ofc ofc! And Ty I’m feeling much better

Ghostface

At first Danny thought he was being stealthy, eyeing every corner and crevasse of your body anytime he could.

Sure it might’ve worked if you didn’t notice the distinct sound of his cloak somewhere in the distance every time you had a trial with him, hell even out of trials you heard him rummaging around the trees while you sat at the campfire.

At first you tried not to make it obvious you knew he was there, but you did make a run for it anytime you were in a trial, why would you let him get a free down?

You told yourself it was just a coincidence and he must do this to everyone, but upon asking around nobody seemed to relate to his behavior towards them.

Soon enough you realized it was just you, him stalking you in trials for what felt like hours, him hiding behind trees at the campfire to stare at you, and what was most odd is he wouldn’t ever hurt you, no he’d just stare and walk away. Even then that was a rare occasion, for him to even walk away.

After your thought process you knew what you had to do, you had to confront him.

You were still thinking when the thought hit you, is he… interested in you… like that? No way! It’s Danny! Danny doesn’t fall in love… right?

The thought had you heating up, smiling like and idiot. Sure you couldn’t see his face but his body structure and rough hands had you thinking about him all the time.

Next trial, you heard that distinct noise, it was Danny staring at you through the brush again.

You chuckled a little as you turnt your head towards him.

“Yknow if you wanted to be friends you could at least say hi instead of staring at me all trial like a weirdo”

You smiled at him

“Oh, sorry I didn’t know you could see me”

You laughed, covering your mouth

“It’s ok, I don’t mind but I’d rather you talk to me”

Danny smiled under his mask, slowly walking out of the brush he was hiding in, he sat down next to you on the generator you were on, leaning against it.

“I’ll make sure to do that more often, “sweetheart”

He took off his mask, setting it on his lap. You immediately smiled and noticed your face began to heat up again.

You couldn’t see his face as it was covered by his hood and the shadows from it.

But just the thought had your heart racing.

[zzxid]

ghostie

[dilophosauridae455]

Save me danny...

[marooncircus]

That glimpse of hell isn’t so bad

Scatter it with love

[golden-boy-of-the-gazette]

Jed after a long day.

SFW pure fluff.

When Jed arrived home- at your home, you live separately because he insists upon it. "Don't want to intrude." He says even though he sleeps there nearly every night now. Anyway when he gets to your house after work he doesn't announce himself. You're busy cooking dinner, something simple, something easy and quick enough for anyone to do.

You don't hear him coming up behind you. He doesn't want you to. He whispers a small "Don't move." And it startles you of course, his voice husky and low directly into your ear where there once was silence. So obviously you flinch a bit and turn your head to look at him but he corrects you, using his left hand to reach around and put two fingers on your jaw to gently push your face back forward to focus you back on your cooking.

He moves his left hand to your waist, holding you gently while slipping his thumb into the waistband of your pants but not bothering whatsoever to go any further. This is where you turn off the burner on the stove and push the pan to the back burner. He moves his glasses to sit above his forehead before his right hand starts at the small of your back, his large calloused hand almost covering all of it. He slowly slips his fingers under your shirt. It's not malicious, you would know if it was. His right hand slides around to your front, resting in your stomach. He gives a little tug, thats all it took for him to pull you back flush to his front. He let's out the smallest sigh through his nose and hides his face in the crook of your neck.

"I made food." You murmur, to which you get an almost dismissive, deep grunt from Jed. You're quiet for a moment before asking, "You hungry? I can make you a plate?" He doesn't even answer. You feel him grimace, his nose scrunched and eyebrows furrowed at the thought. He felt more nauseated than anything. Then he slides his hand away from your hip and your stomach before he stands up straight, leaving cold to linger where he once was.

He doesn't say anything before walking over to the couch and plopping down, his left arm hanging over the side as of dragging against the floor. You were a little worried. He would usually at least tell you if he wasn't hungry. Usually he doesn't even know if he is hungry until he sees the food but this was no such case. You watched him lay on the couch, not bothering to even properly take his shoes off, simply putting the tip of his shoe above the heel and pushing them off as he smooshed his face into the cushion.

You tiptoe over, not wanting to bother him to much but he still hears you. He hears just about everything you do. You asked him how he could do that once and he didn't really respond. You now realize that he actually diverted the question at the time. His eyes flick up towards you as you kneel down beside him. He stares at you. It's almost chilling. You started to prefer when he couldn't keep his mouth shut. God, it seemed like he was hunting you. It also seemed like he was tired. You gently put your hand against his cheek, gently stroking it with your thumb. If he was surprised he didn't show it. He stopped staring at you, finally diverting his gaze to the couch cushion beneath him. He can tell you're going to ask a question. Its written all over the worry in your face. He seems annoyed by it but you never were able to figure out his emotions too well. Just as you open your mouth to speak he speaks first. "M'fine. Just tired." He paused for a moment. "Been a long day."

You get the feeling he doesn't want to talk about it. So instead you quietly ask, "Can I sit with you?" He sits quietly for a moment as if confused about your question before he sits up, about to sit up all the way until you stop him, putting one hand against his head and the other on his shoulder, encouragement to stay in his half sitting up and half laying down position he was in. Then you slid yourself onto the couch and promptly forced his head into your lap, not aggressively of course yet surprising him anyway.

He's silent for a good moment, pausing before scooching up closer to you. You take his glasses off his forehead and lean over him to set them on the coffee table, to which he is enthused to be pressed between your thighs and your stomach. You think you even see a smile tug at the corner of his lips. He moved his hand off of the floor and onto your knee, inching closer to your thigh. You run your hand through his hair and he let's out a heavy sigh. Looking at him reminds you of a dog really, you're sure if he had a tail it would be wagging stupidly right now.

You turn on the TV and sit there for a good while. Only halfway into a movie does he start talking about his day. You don't interrupt and instead respond with small hums of acknowledgement or inquiry unless prompted to respond. A "yeah?" Or two tossed in for good measure. He seemed to be feeling better after a while but not even two movies in and he's asleep? Snoring like he's never slept in his life. And in his defense he rarely does. You let him stay on the couch until you finally convince him to go to bed.

He doesn't care about you and probably never will but there are times where you make him think he does. There are times that you make it so he's not thinking at all. He's not thinking about murder for once. It's nice. For a moment. Until that itch comes back a moment later and actually feels like himself. It makes those moments pretty fuckin nice.

[skinandruins]

[teaghouls]

Hey google, play bumblebee by Bambee

[lukabitch]

Danny Johnson x Male Reader “Unflattering Photo”

Danny catches you stalking him basically an uno reverse. This is pre entity btw. When I said I’ve had this written for awhile I mean it. It’s been sitting in my drafts since September. :)

Tw: stalking, Danny being Danny, blood, dubcon, nsfw-ish.

Walking down an empty street trying not to be seen came like second nature to you. You’ve been watching this person for awhile you think something is up with him. Jumping up you got a head start climbing a tree that was outside his house. A perfect view into his bedroom it was littered with papers and pictures. He had a board on his wall that had pictures pinned to it. You couldn’t get a good look at them but knew something was off. Even with your binoculars you couldn’t make it out. You had a choice break in and prove your point that somethings wrong or give up. You’re to stubborn for your own good.

He’s not home so you’re taking your chance. Taking a thin piece of metal you jiggled it until the door opened. Closing the door you crept inside looking around the house. Creeping up the stairs you opened the first door on the left. “Bingo.” It was his room closing the door behind you. Pulling out your camera you started taking pictures of the room. First everything thing on the bed and floor. Some of it was just pictures of people he knew some of it was his articles.

Hearing the squeaking from the front door opening sent you into a panic. Turning around you took a picture of the board before hiding in his bathroom. You turned up the brightness of your flash just in case he found you. Your hiding spot was the bathtub behind the curtain. Not the best hiding spot but the best you got. He came into the bedroom you hear him walking closer and closer before the bathroom door opened.

Peaking through the curtain you watched him undress. Normally this would be very immoral but the dude was covered in blood. The sudden realization hits you like a truck he’s going to take a shower. You prepared yourself to blind him and run this was going to be difficult. You let out a quiet breath that you were holding but he heard you mid way of taking off his pants. When the shower curtain was pulled back you took a picture blinding him with the flash. Acting quickly you pushed him as for away from you as possible before running to the door. You made it out of the room running down the stairs the front door almost in reach. He was behind you making up the lost distance. He was much faster then you grabbing you from behind.

“Let me go fucker!” He threw you on the ground knocking the wind out of you. Struggling to breath he put his foot on your chest pushing more air out of you. He bent down and grabbed your camera looking through it. “Ah you’re the one that’s been stalking me. I could never get a good look at you.” Your vision was blurring making it difficult to make out what he was doing. Feeling your hands get tied your struggling was in vain. He dragged you back upstairs and to his room pushing you back onto the floor.

“What was your goal with this sweet thing? You just can’t get enough of me?” He was taunting you wanting to get a reaction out of you and he sure did. “You’re the fucking killer you piece of shit!” The amount of anger in you sure gave him something to laugh at. “Aw you know my about my little hobby? It would be nice to have someone to talk to about it.” You had set yourself up so you could breath better. Looking him in the eyes you could tell he was enjoying seeing you like this.

You watch him take a picture of you with your camera. “What’s with the angry face? I thought you liked me?” He stood up stretching showing off his lean build. Watching him walk over to his bag he pulled out a knife. “You see I don’t have a lot of people to talk about my hobbies, and seeing you don’t have a choice you’ll lend me an ear.” He chuckled walking over to you pressing the knife against your cheek. A warning not to be taken lightly a silent promise. He pulled the knife away tilting his head deep in thought.

“I’ll keep you alive until you start to get boring or start to be too much trouble.” He gave you a peck on the cheek where his knife was the dent still there. “You’ll be good boy for me right?” He was in your ear practically growling to you. Not really wanting to die at the moment you nodded to him. A sudden hand was gripping your chin making you look at him. “Use your words sweet thing.”

“I’ll be a good boy.” The words felt sour coming out of you mouth. He laughed seeing you swallow your pride. “Suddenly you’re not a fighter? You’re going to be so much fun to break.” The glint of fear in your eyes hearing him say that made him smirk. He started to cut your shirt exposing you to the cold air of his house. You let out a shaky gasp feeling his fingers run over you now bare torsos earning a grin from him.

“You know killing watching the life leave their eyes is so satisfying but this is going to be something special.” You watch him pull back and start to sharpen his knife. Your breathing becomes uneven scared that him might say fuck it and kill you. He took notice of this and smiled not helping calm you down. When he starts to get closer you push yourself further away. He pulled you by the leg making you be underneath him. “Come on I thought you were going to be good for me.”

“What are you going to do to me?” You hear him laugh a little the scariest thing being it sounded so light hearted. “Just having a bit of fun loosen up a bit. You know I’m not letting you out of my sight now.” His breath tickled your face making you squirm feeling he was trying to close the distance. Noticing this he gets closer until he hears a whimper come from your mouth. He smiles a wicked smile he loves seeing the fear hearing it was just the cherry on top.

“Aw sweetheart you can be louder then that. You can do that for me right?” He had sickly sweet tone in his voice making you cringe. Seeing your face contort into one of disgust gave him an idea. He closed the space between the both of you slipping his tongue into the kiss. Shoving him away wasn’t an option he’s too strong to push away besides what would you do after you can’t run away. Your only option was to play long term and hope you don’t develop Stockholm syndrome.

In Danny’s mind you were submitting to him bending to his will. When he pulled away he left you breathless giving him an ego boost. He was satisfied enough for now and got up off you laughing.

“We are going to have so much fun sweet thing. Don’t you think so?”