#dbdimagines

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Reader and their boyfriend, Jed, go out on Halloween together. Reader thinks Jeds Ghostface costume is a bit in poor taste but they wont deny he does look pretty damn good in it...

Meanwhile Dannys lowkey internally panicking because you were NOT supposed to catch him in costume, you arrived earlier than expected and..wait....are you turned on right now? This was an unexpected turn

[fandom-imagines]

Object of his obsession

Fandom: Dead by Daylight

Pairing: Michael Myers X Reader

Warnings: Gore, death (obviously haha), yandere mentions depending on how you look at it.

Summary: Everyone has their obsessions, and you are Michael’s. 

A/N: Working on requests soon! <3

Ever since you had been taken by the entity god knows how long ago, Michael had been obsessed with you.

It had started off out of rage, you having been the hardest survivor he has ever had to catch. Until this day, he had never caught you; not even close. But that was going to change. Right now.

Michael was stalking you, something that you were painfully aware of. You chose to ignore it however, instead favouring to work on a gen that you had found whilst searching for the other survivors.

He was yet to ever catch you, and you were getting cocky about it. Your cockiness was going to be your downfall, you knew that. But it didn’t stop you.

Spotting Michael observing you over your shoulder, you shot him a slight wink which only fuelled his anger towards you. As you noticed he was walking towards you, you jumped up onto your feet, using sprint burst, a perk that you had learnt from Meg, to escape his line of sight.

Sighing a sigh of relief, you cautiously looked around the Haddonfield map. You were able to see the flashing lights from the cop cars and ambulance, reminding you of the fact that Michael was, in fact, an emotionless killer; he wasn’t someone to fuck with.

It wasn’t until then that you realised the severity of the situation. You had actually just taunted a psychopathic murderer… by winking at him.

Next thing you know you’ll be teabagging him.

Maybe even spam clicking that weird flashlight you had brought.

Deep in your thoughts, you hadn’t realised that Michael was now behind you, knife held tightly, ready to strike.

A scream left your lips once his knife had hit you in the shoulder, your entire body jolting forward. You nearly tripped whilst fast vaulting through a window to escape. You could have thrown the pallet but decided not to, favouring to put as much distance between you and the killer as possible.

As you turned to look behind you, Michael was no longer there.

You turned back to face where you previously were, yelling in surprise and fear as you crashed into a male’s body.

“Woah, woah. Are you okay?” David’s voice was concerned, as was the look on his face.

“Y-yeah.” You panted, glad that you could finally stop for one moment.

“What happened to you?” His words were soft, fingers tracing the newly formed cut on your shoulder.

“Michael.”

No words were shared between you and David as he led you behind a gigantic rock, beginning to heal you, silencing your moans and grunts of pain. However, your grunts of pains came to a sudden halt as you spotted the shape behind David.

“D-David, look out.” You stuttered, letting out a grunt as David missed a skill check.

You watched in horror as the shape grabbed David by his collar, plunging his knife deep into David’s chest.

That was it, there was no way out now. David was mori’d, having been hooked previously, Claudette and Feng had died a long while back and now here you were, sat right below Michael, whose body towered over you.

Whimpers left your lips as he bent down, carefully dragging his blade across your cheeks, enjoying the way the skin parted, allowing the blood to flow freely down your skin.

Before you knew it, you were tossed over Michael’s shoulder and was carrying you. You wiggled as much as possible, but his grip was to tight. Well, at least until he dropped you on the ground… right next to hatch…?

You looked up, tears leaking from your eyes, only to meet his emotional mask.

“T-thank you.” You sobbed, watching him give you a slight nod before jumping down the hatch to safety.

But you both knew that, from now on, you were his.

You owed him that much.

[highdwightofmylife]

New DBD Imagines Blog!

Hey there! This is a new blog dedicated to headcannons and reader inserts for the Dead By Daylight game (as well as a select few other horror characters that will eventually be listed). If you're interested, please follow or reblog!

I write for most of the DBD survivors and killers <3

Requests open~! Feel free to stab the ask box with some requests and I’ll get to them as soon as possible!

You can find my rules and stuff here until I finally manage to set up the full blog with all the pages. 

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BITCH I OWE YOU MY LIFE

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Local serial killer (Reader) increasingly annoyed at some new guy ( what kind of dumb name is "Ghostface" anyway???) moving in on their territory...who the hell does this new guy think he is trying to take THEIR title of local boogeyman?! Sure..they havent Actually gotten a kill in a while (turns out you can get art block for murder) but still!!

Jed, local new guy, trying to get a genuine date with Reader after gaining a small interest in them during their first meeting and just keeps failing at it (hes Never failed to score a date like this what the fuck!?)

Cue love square/Enemies to Lovers tropes

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Reader as a slasher who braodcasts their kills on some dark web website, always making sure to keep their face out of sight as they kill and dismember their latest victim

Ghostface catching a stream and at first thinks Reader is totally overrated and is prepared to see some messy, shoddy work only to end up going down a rabbit hole of older videos after learning aleverything he can (not much) about his newly growing obession

Whether GF and Reader meet and how is up to you