#ji woon dbd

[animelovingmultistan]

ITS LIKE A FULL ON KPOP COMBACK STYLE THING OMFG

[aceviscontiswife]

Dead by Daylight masterlist

Pictures 1 || Danny Johnson | MDNI 18+

Pictures 2 || Danny Johnson | MDNI 18+

Survivor’s Obsession || Danny Johnson | MDNI 18+

Devil in Disguise… Or Not || Danny Johnson | 18+

You’re Mine || Danny Johnson | MDNI 18+

Watching you, loving you || Danny Johnson | MDNI 18+

Pity Kill || Danny Johnson

“I’m Sorry…” || Danny Johnson

Good Girl || Danny Johnson | MDNI 18+

Late Night Visit || Danny Johnson | MDNI 18+

Vibrating Panties || Multiple killers MDNI 18+

Killers Comforting You || Multiple killers

Crushing || Multiple Survivors

Truth or Dare || Multiple Killers

Killers with clingy FtM reader || Multiple Killers

Killers with flustered reader || Multiple Killers

Beneath the Mask || Survivor turned killer

Avoidance || Frank Morrison | MDNI 18+

Under Arrest || Jill Valentine | MDNI 18+

Hooked || Caleb Quinn | MDNI 18+

Hooked (2) || Caleb Quinn | MDNI 18+

Helping Hand || Bubba Sawyer

Starstruck || Ji-Woon Hak

Tickling Kink || Albert Wesker | MDNI 18+

Vamp!Wesker with Shy!Spanish Reader

[animelovingmultistan]

THIS SONG IS SO TRICKSTER FROM DEAD BY DAYLIGHT CODED OMG?!

[aceviscontiswife]

what if uhh the song starstruck by the kinks as a prompt? idk if it really fits anyone besides trickster but dont let my limited imagination hold you down

Starstruck || Ji-Woon Hak

Not only did I 1) get a new song I love, I 2) FINALLY WROTE SOMETHING 🙌 going through a really bad depressive episode so this is an accomplishment lol

GN! Reader. Warnings: Ji-Woon gets a bit suggestive (barely), petnames such as baby and pet, this is kind of short and not proof-read.

You were a skilled survivor, it wasn’t often that the killer managed to sacrifice you; not without a fight, anyways.

But, that quickly changed when you met him. It was like a flip of a switch… he had you starstruck. Between his bright clothes, even brighter eyes, and his sadistic personality, you were rendered useless to your team the second you knew the killer was The Trickster.

Ji-Woon… You hadn’t heard of him before his arrival in the entity’s realm, but boy, were you quick to learn all about him. You had even managed to get ahold of his music, the songs playing in your head on repeat. Your team hated you for it, often leaving you to fend for yourself in most of your trials regardless of who the killer was.

It wasn’t like you could help it… He was just so perfect. Yes, he was kind of a narcissistic asshole who still killed you despite how obviously head over heels for him you were, but you couldn’t care less. Upon hearing or seeing Ji-Woon, you simply forgot your entire job as a survivor. As a human. You just stood still, waiting for his arrival… completely starstruck by him. All of him.

“Y/n… hello..?” Said Thalita, one of the realms newest arrivals. She and Renato had yet to find out about your… issue. They both treated you friendly, but probably not for much longer after this…

“Can you hear me? Is everything okay?” She spoke again, waving her hand in front of your face. You hadn’t heard her, of course, your mind and body focused on the soft hum you could hear in the back of your head. That was him.

Thalita sighs, shaking her head in disappointment. “Do you need help? I can go find someone..? T-The killer’s coming, Y/n.. We need to leave.” You couldn’t disagree with Thalita more. She was free to leave, but you? You couldn’t even if you tried. Thalita lowers her head in defeat, whispering something you couldn’t understand under her breath before running away from the small house you two were huddled in.

The humming grew louder, your heartbeat picking up as the hums turned into music—screams of your team and the many unfortunate souls before them echoing in the soft beat of the music. He would be here any second now…

It was only a few seconds until you saw him, the Trickster, in his signature yellow blazer—his toned chest exposed as always. Blood was splattered across his jacket, chest, and pants, his face and hair clean of any blood. Twirling his bat in his hands, a chuckle escapes him as he spots you. You were just standing by the generator, an awestruck look on your face as you stare at him.

“My biggest fan…” Ji-Woon says, the words sending a tingle down your spine and setting a familiar heat in your core. Ji-Woon approaches you, humming his familiar tune as he stops just in front of you. “Your screams are always so nice… my favorite.” A sadistic laugh follows his words, and he brings a hand to cup your jaw. You snap out of your daze for just a moment, leaning into Ji-Woon’s touch as a quiet hum slips past your lips.

“Ji-Woon…” You whisper, but Ji-Woon is quick to move his hand from your jaw to your mouth, silencing you in an instant. “Save your words, baby… You’ll be screaming my name later, anyways…” Another sickening laugh escapes him, the sound nearly causing your legs to give out from under you. The feeling of Ji-Woon’s palm against your mouth made you feel hot, your thighs tightly pressed together to trap the heat inside.

Suddenly, Ji-Woon steps back, his hand leaving your mouth. There was a warm, tingling sensation where his hand had been, as if it had never left. Ji-Woon reaches into his blazer and pulls out a few of his blades. You knew this next part well, since it was what Ji-Woon always did when he saw you. Maybe, just maybe, that’ll change.. Maybe one trial he’ll want to do more than use you as a pin cushion for his knives.

“You don’t mind putting on a show for me, hmm? You always look so pretty when you’re bleeding and screaming… all because of me.” Ji-Woon’s voice was so smooth, so convincing. It drew you in like metal to a magnet… how could you refuse? He had asked so nicely, too.

“Do this for me and I’ll give you the reward you’ve earned, pet.” Heat rushes to your cheeks from Ji-Woon’s words. You nod. “Good…” With that said, Ji-Woon tosses the first blade at you. It pierces your shoulder, a scream tearing through your lips.

‘So sweet… I must hear them again.’ Ji-Woon thought as he began to toss blade after blade at you. You took each hit so well, screaming just how he liked it as blood began to stain your clothes and skin. Some might call you crazy for this… but hey,

You were simply starstruck by him.