#halo AND dead by daylight?? god I need to touch grass

[aweridday]

Hope y’all enjoy weird crossovers and rare pairs >w< Yeah idk why I thought of this but it’s here now.

Warning tho!! There is going to be a wanting to sleep with the fishes exaggeration, along side descriptions of violence. ghostie is a gross and weird lil bastard, with a very fragile ego.

[] When ODST Ghostface and Spartan Trapper actually talk to each other after spending five years on the same ship, they think “man this guy is weird as hell, I want to look at him though a microscope” then you know it’s going to be a great romance :3 []

Jed Olsen (it was actually Danny Johnson) was his name and he was very, very bored. And when he was bored, he does whatever it takes to relieve that boredom. He couldn’t do his regular… “people watching” he needed to lay off it for a while, apparently the rest of his teammates were becoming weary of him, (and with weary eyes that are supposed to make sure you lived long enough that you can drop into hell the next day, well, to say it was important, is a understatement) and he couldn’t have that now.

So stalking the deck of the “death is not an escape” (odd name he knows but it fits.) I was now searching for my new target, maybe pilot Thomas? She was a fast one, always quick to react. Or maybe the intimidating crewman johnsen who was friendly if you look past the natural scowl. Definitely not strode, the girl had a shadow worse than him. Or maybe- that’s when he walked in, “The Trapper” or spartan-116, or if you’re close to him (Danny wasn’t close to anyone, he just liked to know things) Evan.

The Spartan Would be scary without all the extra bits on his armor, an unnecessary sharp tooth grin, scratch glass that Almost resemble beady eyes, and jagged hooks stabbed in his shoulders. He looked the part when the covenant called Spartans “demons” and… he was interesting, in a way I didn’t expect.

He was walking to the man I would never call a captain, Ever, Dwight Fairfield. A nervous man, don’t know how he got the job, Maybe this ship and her crew was just that hopeless. He seemed to squirm under the Spartan’s gaze, holding his hands tightly together (probably to make sure he doesn’t bite his nails like he always does when something “Exciting” happens) I wanted to get closer so I could listen in But they appear to have ended their short chat. aw, right before I could eavesdrop? How rude.

I took my spot on the wall, and was content to wait until my victim could make themselves known.

As I was doing just that, I couldn’t help watching the spartan as he scanned the deck, what for? Did he leave something up here? The guy didn’t like leaving the “Basement” from what I heard (the Basement is what the engineers call this place somewhat under the engine room, it didn’t have a lot of purpose from what I’ve seen, but does give folks the heebie-jeebies) I had to look away, he was… distracting, hmm maybe-

And I seem to have caught his eye because he was walking over, I got off the well and straightened up so I could look him in the eye. Huh, how terrible, he was tall, a lil too tall. Have to turn my head All the way up, and still, I seem to fall short. And then he was asking me something, and how stupid of a question. “Why does your mask look like that?”

I had to laugh, seriously? When he looks like that?? But I don’t laugh, I instead tilt my head. Then straightened it as I replied “Same reason you dolled up your own mask, for intimidating reasons” he hummed at that, and we stood there, staring at each other.

Before he could say anything else we got an alert, probably another ship needing help, so many come and go… it’s a wonder how any one of them survives. Is their ship failing? Was there a mutiny happening?? maybe the covenant is attacking??? God I hope so, it’s been so boring!

You would think Fairfield just had someone kill themselves in front of him with how he’s looking, sweaty, pale, like A dumpster fire… he just looks terrible but that isn’t unusual. He pulls on his collar, brings his hand to his mouth before realizing, and calls up the resident AI.

the “Entity” is an freaky spider amalgamation, don’t know who came up with the design, but it fits with the rest of the freaks here.

And now He awaits the returning ping. As we wait I start to think, wonder what they’ll have for dinner tonight? Hopefully it isn’t meatloaf. Oh? yay they answered. Now what to do? listen in to the conversation? No, I tend to scare the normal folks (good) or maybe I should leave? The crew gets panicky when there’s a problem such as this… I start the way to get out of here, And look who follows, good old Trapper.

I want the door to shut before he could get in, hell, is there a button anywhere?? but the universe is not that fond of me, so now here we were… standing there, side by side… annddd he was staring. God I wish I could poke out his eyes… maybe see if Spartan’s bleed red like the rest of us.

Hmm, gotta save those thoughts for tonight. So I turned to him, and ask “so… watch the game last night?” Probably not, didn’t seem like the type. He looked in thought then tilted his head “what game?” At that I just had to chuckle “I’m not actually talking about a game you know, just trying to start a conversation” I shrugged teasingly, he let out a quiet oh and finally look away, I smirked, huh well what do you know… The spartan was actually embarrassed, that’s… kinda cute.

I felt excited, seems like I have a newfound obsession. Right when I was going to follow up with embarrassing the odd Trapper, the elevators doors opened, seems I’m on my floor. I felt my eye twitch, time to bring on the Olsen. I raise my hand to tap him on the shoulder, the dings sounding off is funny, but not as funny as he quickly turns his head towards me. Seems like not a lot of people touch him, hmm interesting.

I tip my head back in a soft laugh, he’s watching my every move, Good. “Hey if you like, you can have breakfast with me later. They have pancake stuff in the kitchen, if we get there early, we can get a couple” he froze up, and then nodded. God I was smiling, this is going to be amazing, he was like a bug I just put in a jar, confused and wondering why he can’t climb out using the glass wells. I nodded back, and waved as I step in the ODST barracks, god, watching him tilt his head as he lifts his hand is just hilarious, and I actually chuckled as the doors closed before he could even wave.

I nod at those already at their bunks, and walk to my owe, I reach under it and pull out a box, it was full of lil souvenirs from travels that weren’t battlefields. I grab a small Chip, and slid it into my helmet slot, time to empty my suit’s memory, maybe taking a dozen pictures every time Traps looked at me when he thought I didn’t notice wasn’t a great idea, Oh well.

As soon as I was done, we were told to get ready for a fight, I smiled and got my knife.

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Ah god, holy fucking shit, I leaned forward and groan. That… All that for a popstar?! I breathe in and stood back up, brushed off imaginary dust, and being reminded that the blood wasn’t imaginary, and breathed out. I go to put my gear in the proper place to get them cleaned, ripping off my helmet with a growl and doing the same to the rest of my armor, then I went to the showers, As I walked in, it was, thankfully, empty. I pulled the rest of my under clothes off and got into a stall, thank god for hot water.

I sigh as I walk out, dressed in sweatpants and a t-shirt, I was ready to kiss the sandman. I passed Amanda and gave her a smile, she rolled her eyes but nodded back. The barracks was filled with my fallows, There was some already sleeping, others playing a card game with a crew member. I let out a small grunt as I sit on my bed, leaning backwards until I could stretch out fully, sighing as I started to close my eyes, thinking of the odd Spartan and all of his quirks. I Wandered into sleep thinking of beady eyes and shark like grin and the way he would sound choking on his own blood…

End

Hope y’all like this cuz I had fun ^w^ and this is just part one!! So watch out 😏