how do you think Danny would dress on the regular ? personally think he would just use button ups and slacks as jed but not sure with danny..
I drew this one bc I need to make refs anyway so why not? Lazy unrendered sketches of course but yk yk.
Anyway I think he would dress very simple. No need to attract attention to himself right?
I see a lot of people have him dress alt (which is fine do what you want) so like chains and stuff, but its the 90s and hes a journalist, i dont think he'd be wearing all that.
While I gave him a sweater vest as jed i do think he would dress light, its florida after all. Danny would probably wear jeans when hes not wearing slacks.
No tattoos or piercings! Not only are those looked down on in an office setting they will also just be another thing for people to identify him by. That being said I do think he would've gotten his ear pierced when he was like 19 or something but has since taken it out and the hole has closed up.
Fake glasses! They were a low prescription and he found that he could actually read better with them on, he won't admit that though.
I think Jed would have poorly bleached hair. He applied it poorly and then the moment it got itchy or started burning he rinsed it out immediately so its blotchy and uneven with dark roots.
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.
Summary : Intruders enter your home, but who said you were alone?
Warning: violance, death, robbed
Word count: 5,5 k
Gif not mine - English it’s not my language of birth
You both were surprised. After a night of hunting for Danny, he had come home where you expected him to eat – and he had often harped on you about not waiting for him.
The night was followed by the two of you going to bed, it was a moment of normality that disrupted Danny’s long and dark days, before, he came home to eat a dish already nearly often even, He didn’t eat anything, and found himself in his office planning his murders until early the next morning.
Now, because of you through, he had to have a steady diet and sleep. The only thing that was blameless, whether it was before or now, was the showers, besides everything that was used to make her physical attractive was taken seriously (arrogant son of a bitch)
It was one of those nights that the action happened. You were both wrapped up in the sheets in each other’s arms, when a slight cracking sound sounded, not low enough for Danny not to hear, after all, he’s a killer.
He’s the reason you knew there was a problem.
You were quietly reading a story using your phone when your spouse sat down in bed, removing his warm arms from your body.
You put your phone on the mattress looking at him while he stared at the door.
“Y/N” The whisper of your name was enough to know that something was wrong.
He got up slowly from the bed, going to the bathroom to rush inside, do not even turn on the light.
You quickly turned your eyes away from the small room while the bedroom door slammed against the wall, a group of three men masked with hoods entering the room
"I told you there was still someone!" cried one of them on his comrade.
“It’s okay, we tie her up, she’s at home, she’ll tell us where her jewelry is going to end badly,” he said, “the last part is indirectly directed at you as a kind of threat.
His two colleagues came to drag you out of your seat to squat you in the middle of the room.
One stood behind you, while their leader stood before you at your height. The last one to search the closets to find his happiness
Both had tried several times to make you talk, going to threaten to hit you. But they get nothing, the only expensive items were not even in the bedroom, but rather in Danny’s living room or office.
"Hey?" Began to call the chief, analyzing the room to find no trace of his accomplice in the room "He’s where the hell I said we stay together!" Did he start getting angry
Footsteps made you all look up to the bathroom. There, at the door, the silhouette of the missing man approached gently, but something in his gait was strange
When he arrived in the light, he no longer wore his mask, one of his hands was holding the blow while the other tender towards his friends in a silent request for help.
He opened his mouth to speak, but all that came out of it was tons of blood just before falling to the ground… Inert
"What the hell is this!" Bellowed the man from behind, at the same time stepping back in shock
The greatest had remained silent and frozen on the spot.
Another form was guessed, retrace the course of the previous, but with more confidence, his body covered with a black costume and his face hidden by a mask represent a face that cries so familiar
He turned his face towards you, sending you a silent message: ‘It’s okay, I’m here.’
“It’s the ghostface!” Keep vocalizing the smallest
The leader turned his head to his colleague in an attempt to resonate with him, “We’re two assholes!” But when he came back to the killer, he went face to face with his mask. Receiving at the same time a stab wound in the side of the abdomen
He wanted to catch Danny, but to the surprise of the blow, this left time for ghostface to rush towards the last survivor who, fearful of seeing his friends killed, had started to run towards the door of the room.
He barely set one foot outside before being pulled by the collar of his outfit and thrown to the ground. The man began to crawl in vain attempt, but quickly got nailed when Danny sat on his back, stabbed the knife in his back several times until he stopped moving.
He got up quietly, wiped his weapon with the help of his suit, and then put it in the sheath attached to his calf.
«Bastard» Spit out the chief, bleeding on the floor
The killer’s mask turned towards him, putting his finger in front of his mouth deforming.
Then he got closer to you, helped you to get up so that he could then take your face into his hands.
«Sorry to have left you only love» Murmura before turning to the leader of the burglar group
He stood in front of him, grabbed his shoulder and began to pull him into the hallway to one of the doors on the right, he opened it and dropped the man down the stairs.
He bumps on each of the steps in a mixture of noise of noise and moan of pain
Danny follows him quietly to recover him once in the cellar
It was going to be a long night, but that’s what happened when you dared to take to the ghostface and his wife
Please leave me an ask with who you are and just basic details and ill give you a slasher SO or who you’d be with. I need to get back into writing! youll also get a little some some as well.
what is your absolute favorite ship? / what is the most underrated ship, in your opinion?
Oooooo I'm going to get my ass kicked by everyone in the slasher and dbd community
What is your absolute favorite ship?
🦈My ABSOLUTE favorite ship is Ghostblight. I'm sorry, but I feel like Danny/Jed and Talbot could be a really great rare pair. Like they'd be the 'Dumbass Flirt and Smartass Bitch' ship duo. They could LITERALLY kill the Demogorgon together if they wanted to. *mwah* best ship ever.
What is the most underrated ship, in your opinion?
🦈The most underrated ship, in my opinion, would have to be ThomBo. Thomas Hewitt x Bo Sinclair is an 8/10 ship. It was originally a crack ship, but then it was like 'SHIPPPPP ITTTT'. Also, LenzHewitt is underrated too.
Danny Johnson x reader one off. You’d been attacked by the Ghostface and Jed wants to know all about it.
Mild pre-established relationship, you’re not together but yk yk.
You couldn't quite sleep after what had happened last night. Getting attacked by the Ghostface was one thing but to survive— It wasn’t a coincidence and it certainly wasn’t luck. It was intentional. You’d been sat in the bathtub for more than half an hour, the water now luke warm and your body shaking for more reasons than one, having hoped that warm water would calm your nerves.
You were ripped from your thoughts when you heard the front door open and close. You sat still, glancing towards the bathroom door. You must not have paid enough attention to the time seeing as Jed was already off of work. He had been coming over fairly often, sticking his nose in your business, insisting it’s now his business after you two had gotten too close and handsy one night.
You heard him calling for you, his voice sickeningly sweet as always and as always it felt insincere. You didn't answer to his displeasure. After a moment you would hear his footsteps approach the door and a gentle knock.
You couldn't focus on what he was saying, his words muffled by both the door and the loud buzzing in your ears. The buzzing stopped when the door clicked and slowly opened, Jed slowly stepping in as he spoke softly.
"Here you are. You ignorin' me?”
He closed the door behind him before taking that short step towards you. You shook your head as you spoke softly with a small chuckle, trying for a sense of normalcy.
"No, no... Sorry, my mind was just... Somewhere else—“ You bring your knees to your chest, covering as much of yourself as possible. “I don’t think we’re this close yet, Jed—“
He sits on the edge of the tub, cutting you off with intentional swiftness.
"Somewhere else?”
He’s ignoring your attempt to place a boundary that much is clear and not unusual for him, despite how personal this felt. He can tell you’re more tired than usual and he’s going to attempt to poke, prod and push as far as he can, taking advantage of your exhaustion.
You tilt your head with a grumble, signaling you’re not willing to share.
He gives a small hum of acknowledgement before reaching over and gently putting his hand on top of your head and running his hand through your hair.
"Your hair is dry. You even wash it yet? How long you been in here?"
You open your mouth to talk before pausing, tilting your head again, moving away from his hand. If you had been looking even remotely his way you mightve seen his fingers twitch as his hand hovered near you for a moment or his routine smile falter for a second.
"Half an hour... ish."
You mumbled, avoiding eye contact.
"Half an hour? Is the water even warm anymore-?"
He half muttered before moving his hand away from you and near the water, gently dipping his fingers in it a bit. His eyes widened as he glanced at you before back at the water, slipping his handout.
"Not quite." You mumbled.
He found that you were staring at the tiled wall with a remarkable lack of interest toward him. Were you even paying attention to him?
"Are you alright there, sunshine? You’re not talking as much as usual.”
You loll your head back, glancing at him. “M’fine, just got distracted that’s all.” You shift a little and he leans down.
“Let me help you then, I don’t distract as easy.”
“Jed, I really don’t think we’re close like that—“ before you could completely decline and reiterate the two of yours relationship, you found it was more of a statement than an offer when he leaned down and started scooping room temperature water into your hair, wetting it. You tense as the water runs down your back, finding it hard to relax as he’s watching your every move. He doesn’t even hesitate to take it a step further and grab your shampoo, squeezing a good amount of it into his hand, more than necessary really, and begins to lather it onto your scalp. You open your mouth to object but his hands on your skin felt like a decent distraction from your assailant last night. You sigh and close your eyes as he rubs the soap into your hair, thoughts wisping away for a moment. He gently starts to lower you back to rinse your hair in the water and you feel your stomach churn.
Once you leaned back enough to feel the water hit your face a gloved hand wrapped around your throat, squeezing with deliberate force as another gloved hand pressed its palm to your forehead, submerging your head completely in the water. The tub felt deeper than you remember as you struggle against the force, water flooding and burning your nostrils as you flailed, wrapping your hands around your assailants wrists in a futile attempt to free yourself.
You gasp for air and open your eyes. You’d grabbed onto the edge of the bathtub, hadn’t even touched the water yet. Jed is staring down at you, wide eyed. He reels back, holding his hands up in mock surrender, undoubtedly confused about the sudden change in behavior.
“What was that for?” More concerned than offended. His eyelids droop again, his smirk falling to an annoyed pout with his lip curling into a mild snarl.
“I’m a full grown adult, Olsen, I can wash myself!” You snap, sitting up completely. He stands up, raising his eyebrows, less surprised and more amused at your outburst.
You swear he almost smirks. “Alright, alright. Hurry up then, I’ve got some work for you to go over.” With that he’d practically strutted out of the bathroom without another word as if he didn’t just try and fail to have such an intimate moment.
You try to gather yourself, clearly struggling to do so. The ghostface attack had bothered you more than you thought it would and that much was clear. You leaned back, rinsed your hair and didn’t bother with conditioner, stepping out of the tub and unplugging the drain before wrapping a towel around yourself. Your mind buzzes with the sensation of the gloved hand around your throat. It was going to be hard to act normal after that and you knew Jed would find amusement in that, only making it worse.
You lazily dry yourself off and put on some clothes, a simple pair of sweatpants and a T-shirt. You weren’t trying to impress Jed but at the same time you didn’t want to look terrible for the fear of Jed mentioning it at all. One clothed you step out of the bathroom, making your way to the living room where you figured Jed was. Leaving him alone was a guarantee that he would snoop around and though you had nothing to hide you didn’t know what he’d possibly find that may be embarrassing. You found him staring at a mark on your couch, a slash really. He notices you standing idley in the hallway and he perks up. “What’s this? You own a cat or something?” You shake your head and immediately regret it, it would’ve been a perfect out but now you had to think of something to quell Jed’s insatiable curiosity. He looks at you, putting a hand on his hip, just one glance and he’s already prodding without a word. You press you lips into a thin line, stepping closer before stopping in front of him.
“My keys… Got caught on a loose thread and kinda… Tore a hole in the fabric.” You teeter back and forth on your heels and toes, peering up at him while silently begging him to accept that answer. He sees this and smirks, looking down at the tear again, running two fingers along the frayed fabric.
“Looks too aggressive to be from that..” You feel your face heat up, he caught you in a lie, he knows it and you know it. “But I suppose it makes sense.” He continued. “And um…” He takes a step to the side, looking over towards the dining room table in which on the floor were pieces of glass from a vase that had been gifted to you and kindly broken by the Ghostface. You’d forgotten about the thing because truthfully you don’t eat at the dining table and it really was an ugly vase. He scratches his jaw a little before pointing towards the mess. “That?”
You narrow your eyes at the scattered glass and tilt your head. “I’m naturally clumsy, bumped the table on accident.” You say it with such confidence you even believed yourself. “It was ugly anyway” He nods his head and looks to the floor, agreeing with you on that at least.
He shuffles a little, clearing his throat quietly before speaking. “Y’know if something’s going on… You can tell me.” You laugh louder than you meant to though you didn’t mean to at all and neither of you expected it. He straightens up at the sound, seemingly annoyed. He wanted to get close to you, that much was clear, or at least he wanted to be nosy.
You lean against the couch, still amused by his offer and unable to help the smile tugging at your lips. “Yeah, no offense Jed but I’m fine, really.” He scowls at that seemingly disappointed. He walks past you, ruffling your damp hair in a way that didn’t feel playful but inconvenient.
“Always so tough, aren’t you?” He huffed, nose scrunching a bit as he curled his upper lip with his excessive enunciation of ‘tough’. He moved quickly to the front door, putting his hand on the handle and giving a half hearted wave. “Since you’re so touchy right now I’ll just go home instead.”
You perk up, surprised by his sudden change in demeanor. “But you said you had something to show me—“
He quickly cuts you off. “Based on your attitude you don’t wanna see it that badly. Thought you’d appreciate a quick jumpstart on our work for tomorrow but I see my hard work is under appreciated.” He says this all with an annoyed smile. “I’ll leave it on your desk for you to look at on your own since you want some alone time.” And with that he opened the door, stepping out and closing it rather aggressively.
You stood there, eyes wide and dumbfounded. It didn’t happen often but every now and then when Jed truly didn’t get his way he’d almost have an outburst and act like it didn’t happen the next day or even few minutes later, oher times he holds a grudge. You hoped for the former rather than the latter. Regardless you were glad to deal with it tomorrow rather than right now. For now you’d deal with the remnants of a broken vase.
