𝐈 𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐄 𝐓𝐎 𝐖𝐀𝐓𝐂𝐇 .

𝐆𝐇𝐎𝐒𝐓𝐅𝐀𝐂𝐄 𝐂𝐀𝐔𝐆𝐇𝐓 𝐎𝐍 𝐓𝐀𝐏𝐄 !

𝐡𝐞𝐯𝐨𝐲𝐞𝐮𝐫𝐬 | ind. sel. danny johnson ( 𝐠𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐭𝐟𝐚𝐜𝐞 ) of dead by daylight.      18+ for adult content especially violence, suggestive themes, + stalking.                     𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐧 𝐛𝐲 𝐑 | 29 | canada + PST | they / he                                                                graphics credit

requested by my bestie 

WORDS: 

“  is that your blood?  ”

“  woah—  hold up you’re bleeding.  ”

“  your bandages— you’re bleeding through them.  ”

“  shit,  i think i pulled my stitches.  ”

“  i’ll make them bleed for this.  ”

“  a little blood never never hurt anyone.  ”

“  why the fuck is there blood on the carpet?  ”

“  your nose is bleeding.  ”

“  you can make me bleed all you want,  i’ll never scream for you.  ”

“  you don’t understand,  i had to do it.  i had to kill them.  ”

“  stop fussing— this isn’t my blood.  ”

“  i did what was necessary.  ”

“  why are you bleeding?  what happened?  ”

“  who hurt you?  why is there blood all over you?  ”

“  i think you’ll look quite pretty when you bleed.  ”

“  who did you kill?  whose blood is that?  ”

“  i’m not usually a sadistic sort of person,  but i will take pleasure in spilling your blood.  ”

“  i don’t actually enjoy killing.  it’s messy.  the blood gets everywhere.  it’s just necessary sometimes.  ”

“  it looked kind of beautiful in a fucked up sort of way.  blood on snow.  the kind of thing you usually only see in stories.  ” 

“  i can’t get it off—  i can still feel it on me!  ”

“  just calm down.  breathe.  i’ll take care of this.  ”

“  hold still— you’ve got blood on your face.  ”

“  why is there blood on your knife?  ”

“  oh,  it’s just a little bit of blood.  don’t nutsack out.  ”

“  i’m going to drain every ounce of your blood.  nice and slow.  like you deserve.  ”  

“  i’ll kill anyone who ever makes you bleed again.  ”

“  your/their blood is just too pretty to keep inside.  ”

“  there’s something fascinating about blood.  it’s captivating. ”

“  blood of the covenant is thicker than water of the womb.  ”

“  you made me bleed on my shirt—  i fucking loved this shirt!  ”

“  leave me alone,  it’s shark week and i got blood on my sheets.  ”

“  should i be concerned about why there’s blood in the sink?  ”

“  do i ask questions or do i just help you clean up all this blood?  ”

ACTIONS: 

[ ALONE ]  for sender to show up on receiver’s doorstep covered in blood. 

[ ARRIVE ] for receiver to show up on sender’s doorstep covered in blood. 

[ CLEANSE ] for sender to find receiver trying to clean blood off themselves. 

[ DISCOVER ] for receiver to find sender trying to clean blood off themselves. 

[ AID ] for sender to help receiver clean blood off themselves. 

[ ERASE ] for receiver to help sender clean blood off themselves. 

[ ESCAPE ] for sender to find receiver after they’ve killed someone. 

[ SEEN ] for receiver to find sender after they’ve killed someone. 

[ HELP ] for sender to clean up the aftermath of receiver’s crime. 

[ ACCEPT ] for receiver to clean up the aftermath of sender’s crime. 

[ FOUND ] for sender to discover receiver covered in blood. 

[ EXPOSE ] for receiver to discover sender covered in blood. 

[ ATTACK ] for sender to stab or shoot receiver. 

[ WOUNDED ] for receiver to stab or shoot sender. 

[ BROKE ] for sender to punch receiver hard enough their nose bleeds. 

[ INJURE ] for receiver to punch sender hard enough their nose bleeds. 

[ WITNESS ] for sender to see receiver get hurt enough to bleed.  

[ WATCH ] for receiver to see sender get hurt enough to bleed. 

[ RETALIATE ] for sender to make receiver’s attacker bleed. 

[ DEFEND ] for receiver to make sender’s attacker bleed. 

[ SURVIVE ] for sender to realize receiver is bleeding after getting through a fight. 

𝘾𝙤𝙢𝙚 𝙤𝙣, 𝙗𝙖𝙗𝙮

𝘥𝘰𝘯’𝘵 𝘧𝘦𝘢𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘱𝘦𝘳

𝘽𝙖𝙗𝙮, 𝙩𝙖𝙠𝙚 𝙢𝙮 𝙝𝙖𝙣𝙙

𝘥𝘰𝘯’𝘵 𝘧𝘦𝘢𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘱𝘦𝘳

𝙒𝙚'𝙡𝙡 𝙗𝙚 𝙖𝙗𝙡𝙚 𝙩𝙤 𝙛𝙡𝙮

𝘥𝘰𝘯’𝘵 𝘧𝘦𝘢𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘱𝘦𝘳

No one gets to treat you like this.

 It echoes in his mind as he releases his hold on Danny. Dwight swallows whatever lump had formed in his throat, nervously avoiding staring up into the ghastly mask looming over him. It takes him a while to work himself up to even speak between harbored breaths and knowing his stutter was about to come forth full force. He cast his gaze aside, a grimace tugging at his lips.

“There was… Something happened with another--” With one of you. He bites back on the sentence, forcing the pause before starting up again after sucking in a breath. But he does manage to croak out a name at the very least. “Blight-- It, it was the Blight.”

Keep it together, Danny.

The Blight. That's someone he can't bargain with, can't hold a conversation with even if he wanted to. "Talbot," he grinds out the name. Talbot Grimes is so far gone, been in the realm so long that he's barely human any more, can't speak, doesn't know anything but the hunt and the kill.

It makes Danny wonder how much longer he has left. What he'll look like when the entity has blended his form like water on ink.

Of course, it's always about other people when Dwight talks. Danny's met plenty like him, selfless types, always wanting the best for others. Really, it's only a matter of seeing how much pressure he can add until they snap. Everyone's selfish down at their core — everyone's rotten. It's just a fact of life.

Inaction breeds doubt and fear. Action breeds confidence and courage. If you want to conquer fear, do not sit home and think about it. // Dale Carnegie

Inde. Dwight Fairfield from Dead by Daylight Ask/RP Blog Semi-Selective | AU & Crossover Friendly | 21+ Mod | Loved by Alfio