#mentions: jeff johansen

[ask-dbd-susie]

Susie, if you had to pick any of the survivors who would be your favorite? -Blighted Survivor

���My favorite survivor? Hmm.. Well, Miss Kate is really nice! Oh! And Feng matches animal hoodies with me sometimes! Uh.. but if I had to choose.. I definitely gotta say Jeff. I’ve known him longer and he’s really cool, along with being a great artist!”

[queendeeshorrorimagines]

i actually have another request but its basically the same thing i req' the last time teehee

could i get sfw and n/sfw headcanons with a afab short and busty reader with the deathslinger, trapper, ace visconti, & jeff johansen <3 i hope youre having a good day mmmuah

Deathslinger, Trapper, Ace Visconti & Jeff Johansen with a afab s/o that's short and busty

Deathslinger x reader, Trapper x reader, Ace Visconti x reader, Jeff Johansen x reader

I hope you enjoy dear! ^_^ I apologize about the rambling on Jeff's part, he's kinda my comfort character 😅☺️

Afab reader

Warnings: Slight nsfwish, mentions of Canon typical violence

Caleb Quinn| Deathslinger

This older Irish- American has seen his fair share of women during his youth, before he went to prison. At first, he did not pay you any mind to you because of his role of being a killer and you're the survivor.

Once the both of you end up together, you bet your ass he has looked at how much smaller you are to him.

He loves how much smaller you are compared to his taller and broader form. He's not the tallest killer but he's still pretty tall compared to alot of the survivors.

There's times when the entity would dress you in outfits that brings out your bust more. Being the crude gentleman he is, Caleb has been distracted due to catching glimpses of your body.

Especially if you ended up in a bar maid or western outfit. He has ended matches quickly just because seeing you look so alluring has an huge effect on him.

If Caleb finds out that anyone's been harassing you or make you feel uncomfortable, they might meet the other end of his Redeemer. Killer, survivor, he doesn't care, they will meet the same fate.

Evan MacMillan| Trapper

Evan is rather on the traditional side when it comes to being outwardly bold with his attraction to you and your body.

He's not the type to be public with his relationship with you. Especially when it comes to reacting to seeing you wear clothing that shows off your bust. He's lucky for the mask or his blush would be apparent.

This man is a big guy. From years of doing the physical work while his father's health deteriorates and just his overall natural larger form makes him a brick house of a man. He views the size difference between him and you, his s/o as he wants to protect you from the other killers because of how small you are.

Evan finds solace in holding or cuddling your smaller form to him. When alone with you, this man treats you like your his personal cuddle buddy.

In private, Evan is more open to talking about how much he adores your smaller form and would be that guy who would hold your hand and show you how much smaller and delicate your hand is compared to his large, calloused ones.

If he finds out that any survivor has made you uncomfortable with your body/ cat calls you, they will be suffering the next time they face him.

Ace Visconti | Lucky Gambler

Ace is quite a charming man, given his lucky nature and how he has years of experience with seducing and smooth talking both men and women. There was something different about you that makes him actually want to be more than causal flirtations.

Throughout the years, Ace has had been with people of different sizes and shapes. He does like to show you off when you wear clothing that shows off your large chest.

Especially when you wear either a bathing suit top in the summer or even one of his shirts. Hell, Ace would think you look good wearing anything.

He wasn't a man that goes for serious relationships, his heart is in gambling until being with you. He thought he was a lucky man until finding you, his lucky charm.

Outside of trials, when it's just you and Ace, Ace loves cuddling to you with his head on your chest. It's not completely sexual per say, it's hearing your calm heart beat while the two of you chat about whatever comes to mind.

Ace would be that person if another survivor talks shit about you, he would be extra toxic to them the next time he's in a trial with the person. Deliberately messing up gens, not unhooking them- making them just about enter second hook before he does, chase the killer to them. Mess with his partner, he will make it rough for them.

Jeff Johansen | Quiet Artist

Jeff isn't a guy who has a lot of experience with relationships (maybe a couple long term relationships) and he's not a guy who has any particular physical preferences.

He doesn't care if you're smaller than him or not. He finds beauty with his significant other no matter how they look. He loves all of you.

Jeff won't say it out loud but he has had a few times where he's blushing or trying to hide his arousal when he sees you wear more revealing clothes. He's respectful and tries not to stare at you.

Being the quiet guy he is, Jeff wouldn't be the best at expressing himself verbally. His medium is his art. He loves to draw you, especially in pictures of you wearing more of the warrior queen outfits. You're not only his significant other, you're his muse.

Another way he loves to spend time with you is having you sit on his lap facing him. He adores wrapping you up with his jacket while he holds you to keep you warm.

Although Jeff isn't a confrontational guy, if any survivor or killer tries to be pervy with you or makes you uncomfortable, he will quietly make their next trial with him a living hell (constantly blinding/ stunning killers, not unhooking the said survivor) they will learn not to mess with you.

[acradelius]

Could you do some NSFW Jeff Johansen headcannons? He needs more love!

"Jeff Johansen"

Fandom: Dead By Daylight

Pairing: Jeff Johansen x Reader

Rating: Lemon [🟡] (NSFW!)

Warnings/Mention Ofs: Career Inspiration From Sexual Encounters, NSFW Commissions, Solo Masturbation, Family Trauma, Traumatic Upbringing, Passionate/Fluffy Sex, Slight Breeding Kink, Aftercare

Word Count: 581 Words

Author's Note: Consider me now a Jeff stan

While he doesn’t necessarily create all of his pieces based on his sexual encounters with (Y/N), he will admit that he’s taken inspiration or has used certain aspects to incorporate into his pieces, as long as he’s granted permission to do so by (Y/N) first. Despite that those pieces that he creates might end up in someone else’s possession in the end, he cherishes the fact that only he will know where that inspiration came from. He indulges in the fact that he’s the one that has actually gotten to experience what is being presented in his art, and sometimes ends up becoming so worked up about thinking about making love with (Y/N) that he’ll either take a break to masturbate or even see if (Y/N)’s wanting to have sex at that time or later on. Also, one of his favorite activities to do that concludes both art and sex at the same time is those “Love Is An Art Kit” sessions. He absolutely enjoys the process of creating the pieces, but also will go far enough to hang them up around his home, or his studio, and even has hung one up at his workplace, always becoming hesitant and flustered whenever someone asks about it.

While many people do not know, and most likely will never find out, Jeff’s sexual preference can be blamed on how his upbringing was. With his parents constantly fighting, the way that he was always isolated due to him having to move away from everything he had known due to his parents divorce and having to move in with his mother. He cannot bring himself to participate in rough sex, and cannot see himself with a partner that prefers that type of sex. Jeff finds himself to be more comfortable, more at peace, whenever it comes down to having passionate, loving sex. There’s those reassuring, lovey-dovey whispers of “I love you” or “What can I do to make you feel even better?” and gestures that are followed by gentle touches that travel across the body. Jeff would admit, more only to (Y/N) than anyone else, that he has a slight breeding kink. He would also admit, more only to (Y/N) than anyone else, that he has a slight breeding kink. He would absolutely love making love to (Y/N) knowing that they would be creating a family that he could properly love, and properly thrive with. 

On the other hand, that Jeff hadn’t had met or formed a relationship with (Y/N) until after having been taken by the Entity and ended up within the Entity’s realm, things aren’t that much different. Yet, you would not be able to persuade (Y/N) that Jeff has absolutely no experience or is garbage at aftercare when he literally has a perk labeled “Aftercare”.  Even if the sexual experience hasn’t even begun or isn’t even close to being over Jeff is on top of making sure that (Y/N) is doing fine, and that if they need anything that he will do his damn best to make sure it gets done. “Are you needing something? Like something to drink or something to eat? Would you like to take a small break, or finish the session at a later time? Is there any position you would prefer to be in?” No matter what, Jeff would absolutely make sure that (Y/N) is taken care of and shown that he cares about them.

[ask-theoverseer-max]

"Heh.. Guess when it's a surprise, any flashlight can be good"

*The helmeted Man hops down from his spot upon the rock and dusts himself off before finally giving Jeff his answer. Tossing the almost blinded man his earned flashlight in the process, now with ten percent less charge than it should've.*

"Max, or Maxwell. Truthfully either is fine with me. Course I already know who you are Jeffery Johansen. Then again.. There aren't many here who don't, given you see at least fifty precent of the realms residents everyday."

"Now might not be the best time for a social talk.. but You're friends seem to be making The Clown rather upset. So why not jump at the opportunity to possible make some new friends eh?"

*The helmeted man seems very forthcoming with his thought process. He seems to enjoy being expressive with the rest of his body which makes up for his faces emotion being hidden behind that motorcycle helmet. His hands seem to move around with his words, holds them up like a caught criminal when he mentions talking during a trial not being the best time to chat, or a shrug when asking if it was so wrong to make new friends.*

@askthe-quietartist

*The trials been going well. Well enough opening a chest sounded like a good idea for most survivors. As Jeff finds a chest behind a large rock, he sense no heart beat signaling a killer close. Opening the chest Jeff would find... Nothing? There's always something right*

"Looking for something, Jeffy?'

*Looking up, the voice came from up top the large rock, but Jeff would get a flashlight beam right to the face. After a surprise blind, the light flicks off and a man in a motorcycle helmet, red puffer jacket, and black pants was causally sitting on top of the rock. To casual for a survivor, too lax for Killer?*

"I wouldn't bother with this one, it's one of the "weak" flashlights." @ask-theoverseer-max

“THAT’S A WEAK FLASHLIGHT??“ Jeff sounded surprised, blinking to regain his sight back. Gosh now he sees why Killers hated these darn things now.  Vision clear he looked up to the stranger that had just blinded him. Didn’t look like a survivor he’s met before, or a killer for that matter either.  “Uh..mind telling me who you are?“ @ask-theoverseer-max

[crypticvestige]

More of these cause im having fun... Adam always been my secondary survivor main so it’s nice to give him a lil love... But also joked that my Frank HC might look good with the 90s kurt cobain/ john bender hair

[askjeff-johansen]

"Jeff for the love of God turn down the bloody music at fuck 10! Why do you need it so loud then is it just to make me tired?!"

“RUDOLPH THE RED NOSED REIGN-DEER!! HAD-”

@ask-the-entity-lovecraften-god 

[fandom-go-round]

Could you do that one prompt of shy reader caught staring and having dirty thoughts but with Dwight, Jeff, Steve and Leon?

Warnings: Implied Sex, Teasing, Sexual Situations Embarrassment, Dirty Thoughts, Implied Canon Typical Violence, Secondhand Embarrassment

Dwight Fairfield:

Dwight already feels nervous when people stare at him and even more so when it’s you. He’s always liked you and with you staring at him, eyes dark and mind elsewhere, it makes him nervous. He doesn’t call you out about it thought, continuing to work gens and trying to find the exit.

He can’t stop the embarrassed sound from escaping him when he turns and sees you right behind him, eyes locked on his ass. You startle and finally seem to snap out of it, looking at his face and eyes going wide. You quickly run off after that, refusing to look in his eyes and sputtering out a response. Dwight is quick to shake off the encounter, even if you’re both too embarrassed to look at each other for the next few trails.

Jeff Johansen:

Jeff has no idea you’re staring at him, honestly. He’s been focusing on avoiding the Hag and you’ve been tagging along with him, making gens a lot easier. He does notice that you’re quieter than normal but shakes it off; you’ve never been a fan of the Hag and he’s not going to force you to talk about it now.

You’re both turning a corner when he hears you let out a yell behind him. He turns just in time to watch you trip over the completed gen, landing face first in the dirt. Your face is a mix of shock, embarrassment and mounting panic as both of your heartbeats sky rocket. Jeff doesn’t stay to find out if you run, booking it in the other direction. He never does find out what has you so distracted…

Steve Harrington:

This really isn’t Steve’s trail. He’s been running from gen to gen, trying to get things done and every time he turns around Legion is there. He’s spent more time getting away then getting things done but it makes sense. Even if it sucks. The only saving grace is that you seem to be moving through things, cleansing totems and completing gens.

He’s just finished another loop when he sees you tucked into a corner, taking a breather. Steve slides up next to you, starling and almost making you bolt. As he starts to reassure you, your eyes go wide, staring at him like a deer in headlights. He has no idea what’s happening at first, trying to get your attention before noticing that you’re looking at his chest. His face goes red once he realizes that Legion had torn his shirt to shreds, leaving his nipples out and perky. He doesn’t have time to explain before you’re running off, Steve cursing his luck once again.

Leon Kennedy:

The trial starts like any other; all of you are running for your lives and the killer hot on your trail. This time it’s Nemesis and Leon is quick to make himself disappear. He already has enough bad memories, not to mention he’s disliked by the behemoth. You stick with him as the trail goes on, only leaving to try and be a distraction. It doesn’t stop Leon from getting hit and finding a place to limp off too.

He’s just finished a gen when you run past, slowing down when you see him limping. You shake your med kit at him and gesture to a corner, Leon happily following after you. He’s trying his best to stay quiet but moans and grunts keep leaving his mouth. Your eyes are focused on wrapping his arm but he can feel your fingers shaking and breathing speeding up. He lets out a sigh of relief once you finish, giving you a smile but frowning when he sees you practically sprint away. It’s only later when Jill laughs at him about it that he realizes what happened and gets embarrassed himself.

[jemwritesstuff]

Jeffrey "Jeff" Johansen x reader

this was supposed to be "i broke your nose at a moshpit" AU but this mixed with a dream i had so i had to edit it cause it seemed to fit so much better lol also can you tell im missing live music? cant wait to get stabbed in the arm. anyway for once im mostly on time, i hope you’ll enjoy this <3

cw: no social distancing, swearing, blood mention

word count: 1 333

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For whatever reason, you had already lost your friends in the crowd and the band had barely started playing. Since you had pushed your way to the front through literal blood, sweat and tears, you were definitely not going to give that up just to find them. They’d have to survive without you now. 

The band was one you had just recently started listening to. When you learned it was also playing the festival with some other bands you and your friends listened to, you knew you had to get there. Nothing beats live music anyway - the bands contact with the crowd, the rhythm thumping in your chest, the feral feeling of just existing freely, easily beat the ringing in your ears for hours afterwards and the drunken idiots. Regardless, it was a metal festival; if there’s one festival you don’t have to worry about getting assaulted, it’s gonna be a metal festival. You remember one time when your female friend was getting felt up in the crowd, she barely had time to react when another guy from the crowd - possibly the meanest looking motherfucker there - had already struck him in the ear and thrown him over the railing straight in the arms of a bouncer. He even made sure that she wasn’t too shaken up and asked to walk her to her car after the gig was over.

You’d be fine.

Just when the crowd was getting a little bit too impatient, the band stepped on stage. The cheering was deafening, yet you couldn’t help but shout along. The whole performance was magical. The low sounds of bass you could feel deep in your bones, the squeaking of a guitar up-close, even the drum solo that shook the entire area. Hell, you barely felt heat from the pyrotechnics that were situated right in front of you. The crowd was under a spell and you with it; screaming and shouting the lyrics, cheering after every song, headbanging in sync with the members. You knew the moshpit was close - someone had lifted a short girl out of the way next to you. The ground was trembling from strain, you from excitement.

The few hours went by in a whim. It had barely been a moment when you were wondering where you'd lost your friends. The singer of the band was thanking the crowd for being amazing. You cheered again. You'd find your friends later, nevermind the fact that your phone had run out of battery. 

The crowd started humming the melody of one of the bands biggest hits that hadn't been played yet. The band was halfway off the stage when one the drummer rushed back to his place. The rest of the band couldn't resist either and the hungry crowd got one more song.

"I've got one more thing for y'all!" The singer exclaimed, still huffing from screaming for the duration of the song.

"To celebrate the upcoming album, we ordered a bunch of custom guitar picks. We thought that 'okay, maybe like 10 will be enough', because we all know I always misplace my stuff. And it would've been if Tommy here" - they all pointed at poor Tommy, who just sheepishly laughed - "hadn't accidentally put too many zeros in the order. So now we've got a thousand picks with the unofficial album art that's just Riley throwing up in the tour bus." Laughter echoed throughout the area.

"Coincidentally, we got the picks in sacks right there next to the stage and we might as well give them to you as a little thank you!" 

It wasn't raining men, but the sentiment was still there. You were at the front so you had a good chance at grabbing something off the air but it wasn't easy. With so many people after the same thing, pushing at you from the back it was a handful to just keep upright and not get trampled in the ground.

You're not sure how exactly it happened; you just knew that when you were reaching up, the guy behind you did so too, and you ended up knocking him right in the nose.

He shouted a curse and you whipped your head around to see a tall man, rocking an admirably long and dark beard with hair to match, holding a hand under his nose.

"Oh fuck, I'm so sorry!" You frantically yelled. "Shit, I'm so sorry, here-" You offered him a tissue from your pocket which he gladly took.

"Ah, it's fine, don't worry about it." He chuckled. You noticed how the corners of his eyes crinkled when he smiled, even if he was a little pained. "It's just a little nosebleed."

"No, that's definitely a big nosebleed." You deadpanned, seeing your tissue already get colored crimson.

He laughed heartily again. "It's fine. You've got a good punch on you, wouldn't wanna get on your bad side." He complimented? You'd rather take it as a compliment anyway. 

"That's gonna need more than one tissue. Shit, I'm so sorry- the least I can do is take you to the medical tent." 

"Ah, I wouldn't wanna take up your time like that. I think I can find it myself, now that the crowd's dispersed a little too." He smiled and turned the last clean side of the tissue. 

"I'm the reason you're in this shit and I don't wanna get haunted by my nana again, so you are coming with me." You frowned and started making your way towards the tent you had visited earlier when one of your friends had almost fainted. 

He did follow you. Whether to humour you or not, you never found out. You were glad he did, though, your nana would've surely hit you over the head with the wooden spoon again if you'd have left him in distress like that.

The nurse at the tent was much more efficient at suppressing the bleeding. You'd stuck there just to get some peace of mind that the man would be okay, spewing apologies every few sentences which he always waved off. 

He was given the okay to leave soon and just in time, since you could hear the next band start playing some distance away. 

"I really am sorry." You started, not daring to raise your eyes to meet his. "My brain got overridden by corvid syndrome, I didn't think to pay attention to the people around me." 

"Don't worry about it. I mean, it certainly wasn't the first time I've gotten punched at a festival. I'll be fine, anyway." He laughed. The warmth of his voice hardly left space for doubting.

"Are you sure there's nothing I can do to pay you back? Sorry, again." You asked again and nervously fiddled with the sleeves of your jacket.

"Well, there's one thing but that's only if you're absolutely sure about it." He offered. You raised you gaze at him and noticed the shy smile he was sporting. 

"And what's that?" 

"You could let me take you on a date tomorrow." 

Admittedly, it wasn't what you were expecting. The tall, hairy man was rugged but definitely handsome too. Even if you didn't think that, his smile for sure was one of the Earth's wonders.

You agreed with a bright smile and introduced yourself. His name was Jeffrey, but he told you to just call him Jeff. You'd given him your phone number when you realized that your phone was out of battery. Thankfully, you had a pocket full of guitar picks and a pen, so you did get his number too. 

He refused when you offered to give him a part of your hoard, so of course the only logical course of action was to hug him and discreetly drop a few in the pocket of his leather jacket.

You knew you'd get a stern talking to from your friends when you'd finally find them but it all seemed worth it when you looked over your shoulder to see Jeff smiling and waving at you.

[askjeff-johansen]

"You made that for me?"

"I guess we can trade! Cause I made this for you! I just get too nervous to give it to you!"

@ask-dwight--blog

The nervous leader tightly held a drawing in his hands as he walked up to the big bear like guy

@askjeff-johansen

[highdwightofmylife]

DWIGHT SURVIVORS OF YOUR CHOICE WITH A BADASS S/OPLEASE I LOVE YOU

I actually wrote Dwight with a bit of a badass s/o before, here. If you’re interested, check that one out too!Also thanks for the my choice uwu : ) )) 

Headcanons With A Badass S/O

Claudette Morel

Finds your rough and tough, badass nature pretty funky. She’s really soft and chilled herself, and she doesn’t particularly do anything wild in trials. She’s more so the type to just... Blend into her surroundings. But you. Oh no. You’re involved in most of the chases. You keep the killer occupied. She trusts you to be okay because she’s seen first hand how cool you are.

Absolutely proud of everything you do.

She actually watches almost everything you do in trials, despite not being obvious about it. You get out of a trial and get back to your usual day at the campfire, and she’s snuggled up to your side. She casually mentions how cool a specific thing you did was.

David King

He’s the one that’s in the background during a chase, yelling encouragements at you. “YEAH! THAT’S MY GIRL/BOY! WAH-HEY! SUCK THAT, DUMBASS.” 

He’s a rough and tough boy-o, but that doesn’t mean he’s badass, so to say. He’s more than happy to jump into a chase and taunt the killer whenever, but... He’s less graceful about it than you are. He’s more likely to get too caught up taunting that he forgets and ends up getting hit in the face by the annoyed killer. Nevertheless, he does try to impress you by attempting to one-up your badass stunts. Never usually works. 

You escape a chase and he throws his arm around your shoulder and grinds his knuckles into the top of your head like an overly enthusiastic big brother. “You sure showed ‘im!” 

Imagine David, lying on the floor, heavily wounded, giving you a thumbs up as you casually avoid the killer’s attacks and launch a med-kit at him. 

Dwight Fairfield

Worries for your safety, but... When you go and do cool, badass things? He’s in awe. 

You’re mid trial, you’ve just flashlight stunned the killer three times in a row, and then you made him miss a bunch of attacks. And you did it all so casually... You’re so cool... Dwight should have been fixing the generator, but instead, he was staring. You are mesmerising. 

You’re just so dang cool. He wishes he could do half the things you do! Sometimes he actually does try to copy of you. You watch him try to do a flashlight stun the same way you did, and the one time it works, he’s so proud of himself. He whirls around, looks at you and, “I DID THE THING!!!” Please show him how proud you are. Also remind him that the killer is coming after him. Thanks.

Jeff Johansen 

He’s like a big proud parent. You do something extra cool and he’s like!! Hey!! That’s neat! And he gives you this big grin. 

You keep saving him with your badass stunts. He’s on a hook and you, the absolute madlad that you are, are unhooking him literally as The Huntress is flinging hatchets at you from a distance. You casually side-step to avoid them, casually pull Jeff by the hand, and casually leave the area. You’re so cool. Jeff’s amazed. 

He does worry though. Most of your stunts do work out, but... The few that don’t often get you really hurt. It’s hard for him to watch you doing particularly dangerous things because he’s scared he’s about to witness you be absolutely maimed, but... He can’t tear his eyes off anyway. He has to keep watching, just in case he has to spring to action and pull you away. 

Makes it a habit to carry a flashlight, because you annoy the killers so so much that they often end up face-camping you in anger. If they do end up catching you, Jeff’s quick on the trigger to save you before you can get to a hook. 

Although that one time you yeeted yourself off a hook right in his face was very hot and he does occasionally think about it from time to time.

[sloppy-butcher]

A Wise Man Once Said

A Jeff Johansen Story 

Notes: Jeff is Daddy Jesus and no one can change my mind. Rin Yamaoka (The Spirit) is in this so be ready. This one isn’t as emotional or indepth as claudette’s story but i’ve always had the idea that Jeff, along with Ace and Tapp are like the dad squad and Rin is baby. Ash is more of an old man hooker and Bill is... Bill. Jeff needs more fanfiction and so does Rin so why not add ‘em together. I will probs write a Rin specific fic once her lore in the Tome 2 is realeased. Until then stay fresh my dudes

word count: 2782

TW: mentions of blood and death

“Jesus Christ Jeff.” Ace called down from atop the hill, his voice shaky and   distraught. “Wh-what the hell?” 

Jeff managed to momentarily tear his eyes away from the scene before him to look back over his shoulder at the two other men. Ace was bleeding, the wound in his shoulder from the hook he had just been taken off of was steadily leaking blood and staining his leopard-print shirt but Jeff could tell that it wasn’t the blood loss that was causing the man to look extremely pale and to shiver violently. Next to him, Jeff saw David Tapp, or as they called him, Detective. He looked as equally pale and distressed as the other but managed to maintain a stoic face. Both men looked down at their friend and at the thing he lay atop. 

Jeff’s gaze followed theirs and landed back on that pale blue face of the killer nicknamed The Spirit. Ordinarily, Jeff, nor anyone for that matter, would never get this close to the killer as he was now. Or rather they would be able to too. Spirt was notorious for being the most violent and aggressive killer in this Hellscape and the only time one would be able to get this close to her was when she was carrying you off to be sacrificed. It terrified Jeff, staring into the face of the one who had time and time again hunted and killed you and everyone you cared for. And it terrified him, even more, when he realized that she was beneath him, between his legs. 

Jeff couldn’t move, couldn’t think and couldn't react. All he could do was stare at the ghost girl and try to remember what made him do what he did. He began to unconsciously memorize her face; white, cloudy eyes surrounded by pale blue skin with lips gone purple. There were bruises all over her exposed skin and Jeff saw many lacerations dotted across her bare chest, all of which were stuck with jutting pieces of broken glass. She looked painful and Jeff couldn’t help but cringe at the thought of how much agony she must be in. But what stuck out the most about her, was the large growing pool of blood collecting around her head.

For a second, Jeff was worried about her. He had always been the type of person who would empathize with anyone hurt and watching as an unsettling amount of brown, dead blood ooze out of the Spirit’s head made Jeff nervous. Can Killers even get hurt? He wondered, can killers even die here? He felt the color drain from his face when he saw her chest stop moving. Very slowly and cautiously, like a kid waiting for their Jack-in-the-box toy to explode, he leaned down over her and hovered his ear just above her mouth and nose. He waited for a moment. Then he was hit with a wave of sudden relief when he felt her breath against his skin. A wise man would have questioned himself for doing such an act, he’d ask himself why he cared for such a monstrous creature only capable of bloodshed and death. But Jeff was a wiser man and instead decided to ignore such questions for now. 

“Jeff?” Ace called again. Jeff sat back up and turned around to face him. Both Ace and Detective Tapp were frozen in place, both held the same horrified look in their eyes. Jeff suddenly remembered what happened.

They were in the area known as Disturbed Ward. Everything was normal up until Ace got hooked. Things weren’t going too well for Jeff and his friends, the Spirit seemed to be having a particularly bad day as she showed no remorse for anyone; not that she ever did show any kind of human emotion other than complete and utter wrath to the survivors, this time was just 1000 times worse. She was on a destructive rampage. And Jeff couldn’t do anything about it Everyone was on their last hook before even a second generator was done. Jeff had begun to lose hope, things were so bleak and meaningless, that was until Ace found him. Jeff was healing in a corner, or at least trying to, crouching behind a decrepit wall biting back his cries of pain for fear of the killer finding him. Luckily it was Ace who found him and without even saying a word he took Jeff’s medkit and set to work healing and fixing Jeff’s torn and battered body. When Ace was done he passed Jeff and smile and put a comforting hand on his shoulder. 

“We got this.” Ace sounded sure and confident and Jeff felt infected by the man's hope and charisma. He was a good man, they all were. All his fellow survivors were good, honest people who deserved better than this. They didn’t do anything wrong. They didn't deserve this kind of hell. He felt rage ignite within him, rage at those who dared to hurt good people. That rage hit a boiling point when he saw on the hill that the Spirit was going for Ace again, right after he had been unhooked. He felt complete anger towards her. She was so powerful, yet she chose to go after the man who was injured and couldn’t fight back. Jeff felt Ace’s fear and it mixed with his rage. Suddenly his feet moved on their own and everything when white-hot with determination. Next thing he knew, Jeff had the Spirit on the floor. He had tackled her, his large shoulders colliding with her small frame. She didn’t have time to react and both parties where thrown off the hill due to Jeff’s momentum and sheer force. He heard a loud thud when they hit the ground, Jeff landing atop the ghost, and he had managed to cut his face open on her glass shards. When he looked at her again she was not moving, unresponsive and 

Something had overcome him. An otherworldly force whispered in his ear to do something, anything in order to help his friend. He was much bigger than her and if he really tried he would easily overpower her. But there was always a barricade between him and that horrible implication. He wasn’t going to do to the killers what they did to them. Jeff refused to stoop their levels of brutality and he vowed never to resort to physical violence. Maybe it was his subconscious way of telling himself that no matter what they did to him, he would always better than them. But the awareness was always there, always sitting at the back of Jeff’s mind that if he really wanted to he could seriously mess up some folks. And watching Ace helplessly run away was Jeff’s tipping point. 

He heard Ace mumbling behind him yet his attention remained on the Spirit. Her hair was wispy and was constantly moving, it curled around Jeff's knees which were planted either side of her chest. He could see the blood pool steadily get bigger. It was a lot of blood.

“Jeff.” Tapp was the one to call his name this time and despite his stone-hard tone, Jeff could make out a hint of unease in the detective’s voice. “Come. Let’s leave.” Jeff was amazed by Tapp’s ability to remain so calm and collected while the killer lay dying on the floor. He admired Tapp’s resolve to always look at the bigger picture and he respected the cop. But he could not find the motivation to follow him. 

“Jeff,” Tapp called again, wary about raising his voice in case he might wake the Spirit. Of course, that was impossible, she was out cold. But Tapp didn’t know that. Only Jeff could see her blood. “If we move now we can all get out. Let's go. Now. Before it wakes.” Still, Jeff remained transfixed over the ghost. 

“Jeff?” After a moment Ace asked. Finally, Jeff buckled.

“Y-Yeah?” He replied without taking his eyes off the girl. He heard Ace audibly sigh.

“Look, man, that was a bloody good move and I can’t thank you enough for saving me but,” he paused and looked to Tapp. The detective nodded his reassurance. “Look we gotta go, man.” There was a moment of silence. Jeff knew he had to go with them, he had to. But he couldn’t just leave her like this. She’d die. He could tell that she would, he could feel it in his bones. He had to think of something quick. Suddenly it came to him.

“A-alright. I’ll be right with you.” In the distance, a gen lit up. They all turned to look at it. 

“Looks like they’ve got the right idea,” Tapp said nonchalantly, signaling to Ace to follow him so that he could stitch him up with a medkit. Ace breathlessly chuckled and willingly shuffled after the man. He passed Jeff one last look before disappearing behind the hill. Jeff was alone with the Spirit now and for a brief moment wondered if it would be best to maybe tie her up. He shook his head and instead took his jacket off. The wise man would have let the Spirit die then and there but Jeff wasn’t going to let that happen. He wasn’t going to have her blood on his hands. 

“Here,” He unconsciously whispered to her as he balled his jacket up and placed it like a pillow underneath her head. When he pulled away he could have sworn he saw her face scrunch up in pain. He internally apologized for the discomfort.  He stayed with her for a second longer, watching and just taking in and processing all the things he had just done. The wind picked up and Jeff shivered against the cold. He gave her one final look before standing and walking after the others. 

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“Jeff?” Somewhere through the fog, a voice called. “Jeff!”

Jeff blinks and suddenly he finds himself surrounded by a group of friends. There's Ace happily talking to Tapp who looks very annoyed. There was also Adam who seemed to the one who called him and then there was her. His eyes focused on her blue face. She says something but Jeff doesn’t understand.

“She wants to know if you are okay Jeff.” Adam translates for her. He doesn’t respond for a second, his mouth like brink unable to move. He sees her milky white eyes glow with concern for him and he couldn’t help but produce a soft laugh. 

“Yeah, I’m alright.” She doesn’t look pleased with that answer. After shaking her head she softly asks him something in Japanese. Adam listens intently before relaying it back to Jeff. 

“She asks if you were thinking about that time again?” Jeff slowly blinks and passes her a look of amusement.

“You always seem to know what I’m thinking about huh?” She lights up at the comment and squares her shoulders a little, pleased with her accurate assumption. She doesn't need a translator to understand English, it’s only when she tries to speak that Adam needs to be involved. He knows Japanese and when the three of them first approach the scholarly man with the proposition of being a translator for the girl he readily accepted. 

Not long after that trial he and Ace stumbled upon her again. It was outside a trial in the woods during the time in which they were allowed to relax. The two men were looking for supplies when out of the trees she appeared. Both men were startled but she made no move. She offered Jeff his jacket back but he refused. She insisted yelling at him in Japanese but he strongly declined. He told her to keep it and to keep warm, the memory of how cold she was haunting him. She relented and brought the jack close to her chest. She looked so sad and calm and... human. As if on impulse Jeff asked if she’d like to join them. And from that moment onwards they all made an effort to meet up in between trials.

Ace, at first, faked friendliness with her. He’d make half-hearted jokes and he would actively try to avoid eye contact with her. But she was immensely fascinated with the charming man and would laugh at his funny stories and she'd listen attentively to ever gambling advice he’d give her. And, after he realized that she was genuinely interested, he didn’t have to fake anymore. Tapp needed some convincing to first meet her but seeing her stand before him, hands fidgeting like a nervous child in trouble, his stone heart bent slightly and he let her hang around. He’d talk cop stuff with her and when Ace would amaze her with tales of conquest in Las Vegas Tapp would comment about how illegal his activities were. When Ace would try to defend himself against Tapp’s scrutiny, she would act as the jury and would, more often than not, chose in favor of justice.

But she spent most of her time with Jeff. She’d watch him and was greatly intrigued by his tattoos. He’d let her touch them and she would gladly spend hours dragging her fingers along all the lines and words. He let her try on his rings once but they all were far too big for her and would fall off easily. Jeff would tell her about the many rock concerts he had attended and of all the wild adventure he had at music festivals. He told her about what a mosh-pit was and she seemed eager to try it. Jeff laughed and told her it was a little extreme for a small lady like her. That was even he remembered that she was a killer and also probably dead. But she didn’t act like a killer. In these quiet moments, she would smile and laugh like any other normal girl and, maybe Jeff was just getting numb, but she would even look normal.

It was Tapp who suggested getting Adam involved and with his help, they were able to learn about her. Her name was Rin Yamaoka and she was murdered by her upset father. This seemed to anger Tapp who proceeded to go on a rant about domestic violence and how the government needed to protect families who could not fend for themselves. 

Rin then told them about her job and subsequently her boss. Well, she tried too. It was too complex and she was talking so fast that Adam couldn’t keep up. What they do know is that if she doesn’t do what she’s told to do she’d be punished. Her boss floods her with anger and rage and it clouds her mind and she can’t see when she's angry, she can’t think. She explained that when Jeff made her head smash onto the floor it pushed some of that blinding rage out of her head, at least until her boss called for her again. She explained that regardless she couldn’t go easy on them lest she loses herself again. The men all understood and took a vow that if they miraculously all ended up in a trial with her they’d willingly die for her. When they said that, she nearly cried.

“Jeff?” Adam called his name. Jeff turned and smiled at the man. Adam blinked and looked over to Rin then back to Jeff. He understood. Adam nodded and stood up and walked over to join Ace’s and Tapp’s conversation. Jeff returned his gaze back to Rin. He felt a smile tug on the corners of his lips as he opened his arm, offering a place for her next to him. She took it without a moment's hesitation.

She snuggled as deep as possible into Jeff’s embrace. He draped his arm around her and he could hear her sigh with content. Her hair welcomed him and gently tickled his face. He chuckled and brought his other hand up to run it through her hair. She closed her eyes and seemed to hum. She liked it when he gave her head pats or when he ran his finger through her hair. She was so small next to him and when she snaked her arms around his belly they barely managed to completely surround him. 

Jeff sat there, at peace in purgatory with a killer warm under his arm. A wise man would have run for the hills or would have taken the advantage over the Spirit and finally snuff out her reign of terror. But Jeff was a wiser man and instead let her rest. She was still a kid after all, and from what he has seen, she was not all bad. ��

[queendeeshorrorimagines]

October 28th: foreplay

Jeff johansen x reader

Fem reader

Warnings: Canon typical mentions of violence (the both of your are in the entity's realm), the both of you are masturbating each other, established relationship

[Why must I simp for the men that deserve more attention? 😅]

You always found it amusing to cause your quiet metalhead boyfriend to become a blushing mess. It wasn't necessarily a bad thing or anything malicious, it's just that both of you need some form of normalcy in a world where it's a constant fight to live through another trial.

Knowing that Jeff found it hot when you're wearing of his shirts, you decided to wear an old cut off tee shirt of his with a plaid skirt the Entity recently gave you.. The two of you ended up going to the next game together with Nea and one of the new survivors, a young woman by the name Rebecca.

The trial that the both of you had was a rather boring one to say the least, the Trapper mainly focusing on the Nea while the three of you pumped the generators. You couldn't help but to feel Jeff's eyes look at you, taking in every detail of your form. You were surprised that he didn't pop any of the generators by the way he was looking at you.

As the four of you ended back at the campfire after a successful match, you walked with Jeff to his area of camp after greeting some of the other survivors. His larger hand was gente but firm on your waist as he guided you through the woods.

Once you arrived, Jeff suddenly pulled you around to face him before he stated to kiss you with such lust and passion. Your hands ran through his hair as his hands moved to your waist, pulling you closer to him.

A soft moan was muffled by the kiss as you felt his erection press against your pelvic area. It felt like the both of you were virgins again by the way you felt one of his hands move towards your inner thighs, gently grazing your clothed pussy.

You moved your hand away from his hair when you pulled away, panting from the intensity of the kiss. His eyes were dilated with lust as he moved the dampened panties aside before his fingers made its way to your bare core.

The next thing you knew, you were unbuttoning his jeans before sliding both his pants and underwear down his thighs. It was as if you were in a hazy dream when you hear the first moan that came from Jeff when you carefully started jerking him off.

You matched his pace as the both of your quiet moans fueled each other's need for more than each other's hand. Oh how you can't wait for him to fuck you. The Entity be damned if it can stop us from our lust.

[spookysnicket]

Blog Rules 👻

Hello loves, it’s spooky! Thanks for stopping to read the rules! I try to keep this updated for mobile readers, however some sections may not be the exact same as how it is from the link on my blog. Rules and character lists below the cut. If asks are open, request away ❤

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Hey! Thanks for stopping by to the read the rules, ilysm,,

Remember to check my description to see if requests/matchups are open! *If you send something in while they’re closed, I still might do it, but it’ll get put at the bottom of the to write pile. However, please know this is not a guarantee.

PLEASE do not follow this blog or interact with my content unless you are 16+, and do NOT send ANY NS!FW requests unless you are 18+. If you are under 18, I ask you to please blacklist/block my tag #NS!FW before interacting. I don't mean to judge anyone, however minors interacting with any of my ns!fw content makes me extremely uncomfortable. Thank you for respecting that in advance (:

INFORMATION FOR MATCHUPS:

*Spooky’s matchups include a pairing with ONE of the characters from my lists based on information you give me, followed by AT LEAST 5 (likely more) personalized HCs for you and your match. Feel free to add NS!FW bits and send a matchup request in for an OC. My matchups are based on the character I think would be most compatible with the information sent, however if you would like a specific character, or like to avoid a specific character, please go ahead and mention that in the request. Please use these suggested points when submitting a matchup request to help me better choose your match:

The preferred gender(s) for matches

Your personality/personal traits/attributes

Your hobbies or skills

OPTIONAL: 3 words to describe yourself with

OPTIONAL: What you’d like in/from a match

OPTIONAL: A brief description of your appearance

OPTIONAL: Your preferred pronouns

OPTIONAL: Preferred a slasher, non-slasher, dbd killer, or survivor match

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RULES:

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I WILL:

Do any format for requests- (if you don’t give me a format, your request will most likely be written as hcs) This covers headcannons, fics, drabbles, shorts, and reactions (GIFs & HCs)

Cover angst and a majority of sensitive topics, only excluding any super out-there kinks and things like excessive non con or vivid abuse (everything will be tagged accordingly)

Do multiple characters for one request

Take NS!FW requests, however these might take longer

Write for a reader with any gender identity, sexual and/or romantic orientation, disability/disorder, etc- HOWEVER I will not write for a reader of any certain ethnicity (outside of matchups), as something I write could be offensive and I don’t want to take that risk

I WILL NOT:

Write anything NS!FW for characters who are canonically minors, nor will I age them up just to write NS!FW requests for them; however I will write for childhood prompts

Write for AU prompts, unless they’re really interesting, I’m just fairly terrible when it comes to writing anything outside of realistic fanon/canon

Write anything I deem too OOC for characters requested, aside from crack for fun

Write character x character WITH THE EXCEPTION of certain poly! x readers

*If you’re still unsure if you can send in your request after reading these, send me a message or ask about it on anon! I’ll get back to you ASAP!

SLASHERS I WRITE FOR:

Jason Voorhees🏒 *NO NS!FW

Thomas Hewitt 🍴

Bubba Sawyer 🐓

Billy Lenz 👁

Billy Loomis  🌂(polyface 💕)

Stu Macher 📞 (polyface 💕)

Charles Lee Ray/Chucky (1988) (x Tiffany) 🧸

Tiffany Valentine (1998- human only) (x Charles/Chucky) 💄

Leslie Vernon 🍎

Bo Sinclair 🔧

Vincent Sinclair 🕯

Lester Sinclair 💀

Patrick Bateman  💳

Michael Myers 🔪

Norman Bates  🐦

Amanda Young ⚙️

*NO NS!FW FOR CHUCKY (I can’t figure out how getting it on with a doll would work)

NON-SLASHERS I WRITE FOR:

Carrie White (Novel & 1976 adaptation)✨ *NO NS!FW

Jennifer Check 💋

Brahms Heelshire 🔥

Hannibal Lecter 🧠 [x]

Eric Draven 🌧

Jack Torrance 🥶

SURVIVORS I WRITE FOR:

Randy Meeks (1996) 💿

Anita ‘Needy’ Lesnicky 💔

Dwight Fairfield 🍕

Meg Thomas 🏃🏼‍♀️

Claudette Morel 🌷

Jake Park 🌲

Nea Karlsson 🛹

Laurie Strode 🎃

Ace Visconti 💵

Feng Min 🎮

David King 🍻

Quentin Smith 😴

Kate Denson 🎸

Adam Francis 📖

Jeff Johansen 🤘🏻

Jane Romero 📺

Yui Kimura 🚦

Zarina Kassir 🔍

Felix Richter 📐

DBD KILLERS I WRITE FOR:

Evan MacMillan ⛏

Philip Ojomo 🚗

Max Thompson Jr. 🐑

Sally Smithson 💔

Anna (Huntress) 🧸

Rin Yamaoka 👻 *NO NS!FW

FJSJ (All Legion members) 🎭 *NO NS!FW FOR JULIE & SUSIE

Adiris (Plague) ☣️

Danny Johnson 📸

Kazan Yamaoka 👹

Caleb Quinn ⛓

Herman Carter ⚡️

CHARACTERS TO BE ADDED:

N/A

*Characters with an [x] by their name are characters I’m not as familiar with or are ones who I don’t have a 100% solid interpretation for

*Feel free to suggest characters you want to see, I’ll add them to my list! If I can’t find the movie a certain character is from, I’ll end up doing research on them until I think I can write them well enough (:

*FOR CHARACTERS WITH MULTIPLE VERSIONS: Please specify which version you’d like- otherwise I’ll write for a combination of their timelines

*Thank you again for reading the rules, I owe you my soul ❤️❤️ And happy requesting!

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[ao3feed-danganronpa]

Danganronpa: Death is not an escape

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/3HtBC3J

by retropossum

The entity got bored of the killing games, so she hired Monokuma to help her to make a new one. (All survivors up to yun-jin)

Words: 776, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: Dead by Daylight (Video Game), Dangan Ronpa - All Media Types

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Major Character Death

Characters: Survivors (Dead by Daylight), Meg Thomas, Monokuma (Dangan Ronpa), Dwight Fairfield, Jake Park, Claudette Morel, Nea Karlsson, Laurie Strode, Ace Visconti, Feng Min, David King, Bill Overbeck, Quentin Smith, Detective Tapp, Kate Denson, Adam Francis, Steve Harrington, Nancy Wheeler, Jeffrey "Jeff" Johansen, Jane Romero, Yui Kimura, Zarina Kassir, Cheryl Mason, Felix Richter, Elodie Rakoto, Yun-Jin Lee, Others (Mentioned), The Entity (Dead by Daylight)

Additional Tags: Danganronpa but with DbD survivors, No Romance, Meg is mostly mc, Characters die, Danganronpa typical violence, Mystery, slow update, very slow, Trauma, Murder, DBD Lore, I researched way too much for this, No beta reader, bcuz I have no friends lol, F, Alternate Universe, ...unless???, jk, would be cool tho

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/3HtBC3J

[andrewuttaro]

New Look Sabres: GM 80 - NSH - Didn’t Suck

John Vogl of the Athletic wrote an article last week called “How a Tuesday Night in December set a fateful tone for the rest of the Sabres’ Season”. It’s another excellent work by one of the better elder statesman of Buffalo Hockey media but more importantly it helps one in having an honest conversation about what this season is, was, and will be remembered as. One might look back on February 20th as some kind of turning point this season as well when Jason Botterill said he supported Coach Housley and a coaching change was not imminent. The post-vote of confidence part of the season, roughly Game 60 on (Buffalo has been 3-14-3 in that time), has been so bad it’s forced even optimists like me to swim in the deep ocean of miserable Sabres takes. I hate doing that if that hasn’t been clear and I was the kind of guy who didn’t think their playoff chances were really dead until that four-game losing streak earlier in February. I’m rehashing all these turning points for a couple reasons. For one, I’ve already spent one of these blogs covering an Amerks game and another entirely on coaching. I’m running out of shticks and there are still two games left. The other reason is that facing Nashville tonight got me thinking about turning points. The only other time the Sabres faced the Preds this season was an early December loss three games removed from the end of the winning streak. At that point we all knew nothing except for joy and happiness; I was strung like a loaded coil to go to the first Leafs game in Buffalo. I recall the other Nashville game clearly: it was a neutral zone battle that made me proud to be a Sabres fan, but it ended 2-1 in favor of Nashville. I was still so pompous at the time I was prepared to make a sign for the Leafs game to follow that referenced there almost being a team in Hamilton, Ontario! What a different time that was. This whole trip down memory lane I just took would’ve been a little monotonous and stupid, kind of like the Sabres season at this point, if I didn’t lead off with a bump for John Vogl. He is worth your time and money so go subscribe to the Athletic Buffalo. I guess I have to talk about the game we had tonight now… ugh, okay: The Sabres lost again. This time they didn’t seem completely lost.

The Nashville Predators have been the subject of some discussions of playoff readiness. The defensive juggernaut that isn’t too bad on offense either has been just ok lately. The 2017 Stanley Cup Finalists have been outmaneuvered or outright smashed in several games in March resulting in some upset fears going into spring. The Buffalo Sabres playing with Nashville as close as they did, particularly for the first two periods of this game, is in some degree attributable to this sagging Preds team. Nashville’s Craig Smith opened up the scoring in the first frame at a little under 9 minutes into the game. As the game continued the play of both teams opened up a bit; chances became more plentiful for both as each team kind of tripped over their own defensive schemes. It was the Preds defense struggling to get into to position that allowed for a tic tac toe pass play in the offensive zone for the Sabres. Kyle Okposo ended up getting the puck behind Pekka Rinne and tapped it in. It was 1-1 through the first intermission but that changed awfully quickly in the second period. P.K. Subban got out all alone against Carter Hutton and shot it past the former Predator in net. It was practically off the faceoff. It was 2-1 for a very brief time again before Conor Sheary thought he evened it up about three minutes into the middle period. The ref said it did not count. Before we go on it’s worth mentioning this was probably the best effort the Sabres have completed in several weeks. Jack Eichel, Sam Reinhart, Casey Mittelstadt, really all the guys, even the ones who aren’t big names did good tonight. The key follow-up there is they didn’t win. You guys got to figure out how to do that more consistently. Nonetheless, it felt nice to not watch another skating clinic.

Jeff Skinner evened up the game at 2 after gathering a nice rebound off the back boards with mere seconds left in the second period. I tuned into the third period full of hope Buffalo would make a real game out of it. They did but Ryan Johansen snuck a puck high on Hutton: it was one of those bounce in bounce out goals that gives Philadelphia Flyers flashbacks to the 2010 Stanley Cup Final. I built that up like it was a momentous play, but it was just a goal and it put Nashville up 3-2 where the game would end. The boys in blue and gold put up a good late effort to tie it, but the third equalizer never came and this one will look like just another regulation loss in the history of this season. This game didn’t suck and that maybe the summation of the only things that make this game watchable. It was so refreshing to see Jeff Skinner scored again that I wear a smile thinking about this game; maybe that’s a sign of just how far we’ve fallen. The Skin Man Skinner is now being treated as a departing hero by some and free agency seems like an inevitability with him at this point but silly optimists like me will continue to concoct ways he stays. The rumor mill has been so silent on him lately it feels like no one will even tolerate us being hopeful about the situation. On the other hand, I heard a theory Skinner is waiting for Phil Housley to be fired to sign. That’s probably some smelly bullshit but if that were true how quickly would Jason Botterill drop Housley? Immediately? That leads me to the considerations of everyone’s favorite weekly hockey column: 31 Thoughts by Elliotte Friedman.

This time we look at Friedman’s writings with a little skepticism. He states in thought number 8 that Jason Botterill doesn’t want to do a coaching change because there have been five coaches of the Sabres since Lindy Ruff left back in 2013. That doesn’t meet the smell test by way of the simple fact Botterill has only been here for one coach. If he has been indoctrinated with the concerns of ownership that’s another story but I don’t see him worrying about past bench bosses. The other half of the thought is that if the Sabres can’t get one of the big names this offseason following firing Housley (cough Joel Quenneville cough) than it makes since given Jason Botterill’s history in the Pittsburgh Penguins organization that he’ll promote Chris Taylor. Firstly, I want to point out I called it and have now been vindicated by Elliotte Friedman and second, why not? There is a glut of good AHL coaches and NHL assistants soon to be finding new jobs. Imagine this: The Rochester Americans win the Calder Cup after a hard-fought season and as reward Chris Taylor is announced as the replacement for the vacancy in Buffalo (because we know they’re firing Housley, right?). This allows you to hire one of half a dozen great AHL coaches to fill that void instead of taking another risk with an unproven guy for the NHL job. I will continue building this case until it comes to fruition. Thank you for coming to my Ted Talk.

You know what to do: like, comment and share this blog around with friends and family. There is a certain dark-side of Sabres fandom that has reared its head in recent days that I have relegated to the P.S. of today’s blog. Instead of talking about that stupidity with any degree of credence we’re going to have a little talk about women’s hockey. I am an asshole, or at least I feel like one. I have only really mentioned the Buffalo Beauts or women’s hockey in passing this season and that’s not great considering the real titan of a team we had in Harbor Center this year. Now with the sudden folding of the Canadian Women’s Hockey League (CWHL) the whole professional outfit of women’s hockey in North America has suddenly gone into crisis mode. NWHL looks to be expanding to Toronto and Montreal to help the cause but this is really an issue all hockey fans should be screaming from the rooftops about. I waited far too long to do so myself. So that’s all for tonight folks, we only got two more of these Sabres games left! Let’s Go Buffalo!

Thanks for reading.

P.S. He is everything and definitively not the problem. Stop. If you bring up the Eichel-hater discussion going on right now in the Sabres Noise-o-sphere I am going to block you immediately. Just an fyi.

[thrashermaxey]

Lining Up – Changes in Buffalo, Columbus, and Florida; New Blues Top Line

  In this week’s instalment, I’ll be sharing thoughts about a couple of line changes around the league, as well as a couple of lines with productive players. Using Dobber’s Line Production Tool, I compared even-strength point production around the league over the past 10 games. I compiled a list of the highest scoring line for each team at even strength. Here’s the list…

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Team

Line

Points

1

Rangers

Chris Kreider – Mika Zibanejad – Mats Zuccarello 

23

2

Winnipeg

Kyle Connor – Mark Scheifele – Blake Wheeler

21

3

Nashville

Filip Forsberg – Ryan Johansen – Viktor Arvidsson

19

4

Detroit

Tyler Bertuzzi – Dylan Larkin – Gustav Nyquist

18

5

San Jose

Evander Kane – Tomas Hertl – Joonas Donskoi

18

6

Vegas

Max Pacioretty – Paul Stastny – Alex Tuch

17

7

Boston

Brad Marchand – Patrice Bergeron – David Pastrnak

15

8

New Jersey

Miles Wood – Travis Zajac – Blake Coleman

14

9

Calgary

Johnny Gaudreau – Sean Monahan – Elias Lindholm

13

10

Columbus

Artemi Panarin – Pierre-Luc Dubois – Cam Atkinson

13

11

Arizona

Lawson Crouse – Mario Kempe – Josh Archibald

12

12

Ottawa

Bobby Ryan – Matt Duchene – Ryan Dzingel

12

13

Tampa Bay

Nikita Kucherov – Brayden Point – Tyler Johnson

12

14

Washington

Alex Ovechkin – Nicklas Backstrom – Tom Wilson

12

15

Islanders

Matt Martin – Casey Cizikas – Cal Clutterbuck

11

16

Los Angeles

Ilya Kovalchuk – Anze Kopitar – Dustin Brown

11

17

Philadelphia

Scott Laughton – Nolan Patrick – Wayne Simmonds

11

18

Toronto

Zach Hyman – John Tavares – Mitchell Marner

11

19

Carolina

Nino Niederreiter – Sebastian Aho – Justin Williams

10

20

Chicago

Drake Caggiula – Jonathan Toews – Patrick Kane

10

21

Pittsburgh

Jake Guentzel – Sidney Crosby – Dominik Simon

10

22

Buffalo

Jeff Skinner – Jack Eichel – Sam Reinhart

9

23

Colorado

Gabriel Landeskog – Nathan Mackinnon – Mikko Rantanen

9

24

Florida

Frank Vatrano – Aleksander Barkov – Evgenii Dadonov

9

25

Dallas

Jamie Benn – Tyler Seguin – Alex Radulov

8

26

Minnesota

Jordan Greenway – Eric Staal – Charlie Coyle

7

27

St. Louis

Brayden Schenn – Ryan O'Reilly – Vladimir Tarasenko

7

28

Edmonton

Alex Chiasson – Connor McDavid – Leon Draisaitl

6

29

Montreal

Jonathan Drouin – Phillip Danaultl – Brendan Gallagher

6

30

Anaheim

Ondrej Kase – Adam Henrique – Nick Ritchie

5

31

Vancouver

Antoine Roussel – Bo Horvat – Jake Virtanen

5

                                                                    Line Change

Buffalo

The Sabres have dropped six of their last eight games and are starting to slip out of the playoff conversation. In an attempt to get his roster going, coach Phil Housley has made some big changes to his forward lines. Jack Eichel is now playing with Conor Sheary and Kyle Okposo, Jeff Skinner with Casey Middlestadt and Jason Pominville, while Sam Reinhart is skating alongside Evan Rodrigues and C.J. Smith. When we analyze line combinations, it’s always helpful to see how a trio has performed in the past. Unfortunately, in this case there’s no past data we can turn to. The Sheay-Eichel-Okposo line has been together for all of 3 minutes through 51 games this season (5 minutes for Skinner-Middlestadt-Pominville and 16 seconds for Smith-Rodrigues-Reinhart). While I personally don’t expect these combinations to last very long, I see the merit in splitting up Skinner and Eichel. Jeff Skinner is in the final year of his contract and has been performing well enough to warrant a huge raise. If I’m a member of Sabres’ management, I want to see how well Skinner can perform away from Eichel. I have 400+ minutes of gameplay this season that shows me what the Skinner-Eichel duo is capable of, but if I’m going to give this guy big money and big term, I want to be certain he isn’t riding any coattails. Aside from that, it’s worth mentioning that this is a big opportunity for Conor Sheary, who has been heating up lately with six points in his last seven games.

  Columbus

The Blue Jackets’ top line – a trio that has played together for over 500 minutes this season – has been split up for the time being. Artemi Panarin is now on a line with Alexander Wennberg and Oliver Bjorkstrand, while Cam Atkinson and Pierre-Luc Dubois are playing with Nick Foligno. Now, I don’t get a chance to watch Columbus play as much as I would like to, but from what I’ve heard, they’ve been really disappointed with Wennberg’s performance this season. From the little I have watched, I’ve noticed a lack of confidence – he often forces a pass when he’s in a great position to shoot. The Blue Jackets invested a first-round pick (14th overall) on Wennberg back in 2013 and will need him to produce more if they want to be successful moving forward. The 24-year-old is on pace for just 32 points this season, a steep drop from the 59 he tallied just a couple of seasons ago. If you want to spark Wennberg’s production, playing him alongside a guy with 20 points in his last 15 games is a good start. In case you were curious, Panarin and Wennberg have played together for about 80 minutes this season – so this isn’t a completely new combination. In their time together, the Wennberg-Panarin duo has controlled 54% of the shot share, as well as 53% of high-danger opportunities. If Columbus had a more secure hold of a playoff spot, I could see these line changes lasting longer than a few games. If they’re going to make a run for the Cup, they need depth-scoring from guys like Wennberg. So, they’d be wise to get him going during the regular season. However, since the team is currently holding onto the last wild-card spot in the East, they can’t really afford to fall in the standings while they wait for Wennberg to find his game. At the end of the day, coach Torterella knows what he has in his best line of Panarin, Dubois and Atkinson. Don’t be surprised to see him turn back to that trio sooner rather than later.

    Florida

I just shared some thoughts on a Florida line last week, so I’ll keep this one short and sweet. The recently-acquired Derick Brassard is skating on a line with Vincent Trocheck and Mike Hoffman, while Jonathan Huberdeau is back with Aleksander Barkov and Evgenii Dadonov. This of course moves Frank Vatrano out of the top-six and hurts his fantasy hockey value. However, rumors are swirling that Brassard might not be a Panther for long, which would open up a spot for Vatrano.

  Production Line

Chicago

Patrick Kane has 18 goals and 22 assists in his last 18 games. Jonathan Toews has 20 points in his last 15 games. While Kane and Toews have been lighting it up, the advanced stats don’t speak too highly about their performance on a line with Drake Caggiula. The trio has controlled just 44% of shots, 42% of scoring chances and 40% of high-danger opportunities. Granted, they only have about 60 minutes of ice-time together, so the sample size is still small.

    St. Louis

Vladimir Tarasenko struggled mightily during the second quarter of the season, tallying just seven points in 20 games. Those struggles seem to be a thing of the past as he has begun the third quarter of the season with 12 points in 11 games – seven of which were goals. While Ryan O’Reilly has been having a fantastic season overall, he’s been especially hot lately with 19 points in his last 15 games. Brayden Schenn – the third member of the team’s top line – has also been heating up with six points in his last five games. I guess you could say St. Louis’ top line doesn’t have the blues anymore. The sample size is small, but this line’s advanced stats are also pretty impressive.

from All About Sports https://dobberhockey.com/hockey-home/nhl-line-combinations/lining-up-changes-in-buffalo-columbus-and-florida-new-blues-top-line/