#jake park x reader

[rootsofdread]

Some angst comfort idea now cuz we love to hurt our feelings 😔 Killer!Reader whose ability causes them a lot of pain but they have to use it to satisfy the Entity cuz otherwise a greater punishment waits for them

3 romantic (Leon, Ghostface and Jake) to 3 platonic (Amanda, Legion [again any or all how you prefer] and Sadako) ratio

This is the last one for now sorry if it's to much, take your time and know no matter what you'll write i will love it (⁠つ⁠≧⁠▽⁠≦⁠)⁠つ

this was a super cute one to do honestly 🥺

Leon S. Kennedy:

Leon used to see this as a free opportunity to run, but when he realized you were really in pain, when other killers couldn’t really feel pain…He was shocked. He started to wonder why the Entity would do something like this, give someone powers that hurt them. It was more twisted to him than anything else when he realized it.

He encourages you to use your powers against him. He hates that it hurts you, but he knows how scared you are of the Entity. He assures you he’ll be able to get away and you won’t have to hurt him more than that, you can move on to someone else after. He’s tough and he can take it.

He gets all up in arms when he hears other survivors poking fun at your abilities hurting you. He stands up for you when you aren’t around, saying you don’t deserve bullying on top of painful powers. He may not be the most intimidating guy, but he’s convinced a few other survivors to shut their mouths about it.

He goes easy on you during trials together. It just makes him feel better to not give you a hard time, makes him feel like he’s helping you somehow.

Jake Park:

Even though Jake was afraid of you for quite a while, always seeing you in pain slowly whittled him down. Seeing you flinch when you start using your powers, and nearly keel over when they run out. It was worrisome, even for someone as terrifying as you. He knew…This was something that definitely wasn’t normal. The pain, the fear. He hadn’t seen it before in other killers…

When he knows you better and is more comfortable, he’ll quietly tail you during trials, always hanging behind you to keep an eye out for you. He’s genuinely worried that you’ll end up passing out from pain one of these days.

He isn’t scared of you anymore, and will even run up or jump up to embrace you when your powers run out. He hates seeing you in so much pain like that, and wants to take it away from you. He knows he can’t, but he still tries.

He teaches you calming breathing exercises for when he’s not around to help you, to ease the pain yourself. If it helps you even the slightest bit…It gives him so much relief to know he’s helping you.

Danny Johnson / The Ghostface:

Danny is furious with the Entity for doing such a thing to you. It’s personal with him, because he knows the Entity likes him. And to continue threatening you after cursing you with such awful power, at that…He’s angry. It’s rare to see such intense emotion from him, but you see it every time he comes to you after a trial.

After your trials, he grabs you and holds you tightly. You can feel the rage in his grip, but it's comforting at the same time, knowing he's so angry on your behalf. You try to tell him it's not his problem, but he won't hear it. It is his problem.

He never wants to let you out of his sight, because he knows that if he keeps you close, it means you're not out there hurting yourself for the Entity's sick satisfaction.

He actually attempts to tell the Entity off, since he knows her more personally than some of the other killers. It doesn't ever really work, but it makes him feel a little better doing it for you. He hopes it helps you feel a little better, too.

Amanda Young / The Pig:

Like Danny, Amanda is pretty pissed off about it, too. You've done nothing wrong — at least, nothing that would warrant a punishment or threats like this. As a woman who doles out her own punishments, it makes her blood boil seeing an innocent caught up in it.

She's never…Quite sure what to do for you. She's not much of a hugger and comforting talks aren't really her forte. She tries for you, though. She holds your hand and tells you things will be alright, and that she’ll try to make everything better for you. Because making things better is her kind of thing.

She doesn’t know how she’ll make it better, though. But she will — she knows she will, for you. She’s always thinking of what she could do to make anything better for you. Usually it’s going out of her way to find and kill survivors that were previously in your trials, because she sees them as semi-responsible for what’s happening to you.

Ultimately, even if she's not the best at comforting, she wants you to know she's always there for you, and she'll always do her best to help you and solve your problems.

Frank Morrison / The Legion:

Frank knows what it’s like, getting hurt by your powers. It’s a killer coming out of Feral Frenzy for every Legion member. Solidarity is the most valuable thing to him, being able to relate to his friends and knowing what they’re going through. So trust and believe, even if he didn’t know what you were going through, he’d damn well try.

He’s always willing to hold you if and when you need it. He normally isn’t much of a touchy-feely kind of guy, but he thinks something like this probably warrants it. He knows you feel bad enough already, there’s no sense in making you feel worse by denying you any comfort.

And he’s always willing to listen to you, too. He’ll listen to your venting about the powers you’ve been burdened with or your fears of the Entity. He may not really be able to do anything about it…But he can listen.

He tries to teach you ways to take your mind off of the pain, like he does. Focusing on the task at hand, or on something else that makes you happy. He knows it isn’t the best solution in the world, but he knows it’s better than doing nothing and suffering, too.

Sadako Yamamura / The Onryō:

Sadako is always concerned for you. She sees the pain on your face when you’re punishing the survivors, you’re her friend and…There’s something wrong with you, your powers hurt you. They shouldn’t do that. Her nensha powers don’t hurt her. It upsets her sometimes, to see you hurt like that, to see you afraid of what would happen if you don’t hurt yourself.

She hates that the Entity makes you hurt yourself to satisfy herself. She’s an angry little girl, and this doesn’t help. You have to stop her from lashing out at other killers sometimes, and make sure she calms down. She also hates making you worry about her — but she can’t help it. She feels things strongly. She knows you don’t deserve this.

She always wants hugs after one of your trials to make sure you’re okay. She knows she likes hugs when she’s upset or hurt, she figures you must too. It’d be difficult to convince her otherwise, it’s difficult enough to get her off of you as it is. Not that you mind, really, it’s just…This girl has a death grip. How much she loves you is obvious.

She protects you when she can, like taking your place in trials. She doesn’t want you to get hurt, and she’ll do whatever she can to help that. She may be small, but she's fiercely protective of you.

#inbox #leon s kennedy #jake park #danny johnson #amanda young #frank morrison #sadako yamamura #gender neutral reader #dbd imagines #dbd x reader #dbd x you #leon s kennedy x reader #jake park x reader #danny johnson x reader #ghostface x reader #amanda young x reader #the pig x reader #frank morrison x reader #the legion x reader #sadako yamamura x reader #the onryo x reader

[daughterofyeshuaa]

it's me again lol, can I request Danny, Weskussy and Jake Park with a killer!fem reader that is kind of like a goddess? Like from ancient mythology, her realm is absolutely ethereal and she just has grace written all over her? if that makes sense

sending more kisses!! ilyy 💕💕

*bows respectfully* greetings and salutations! Ily TOOO :D also sorry if my writing is weird, I'm used to writing fanfiction of sadistic vampires and I'm wayyyy to used to their speech lmao. 😭💕👏

Danny Johnson

You're a what now?

He was flabbergasted.

He thinks your beautiful and melts at your beauty.

You even look graceful when killing the survivors, executing them in the most beautiful way possible.

He's a massive simp lmao

Though he's still arrogant and thinks he deserves to be with someone like you because of his wonderful "work" he's done on earth.

He wants to know your origin and everything

He visits your realm because he thinks it's extraordinary!

You'd hold him once he visits, even your hugs are melting him to death.

Wesker (The Weskussy)

We all know Wesker has a god complex

He will definitely try to put you in your place, to no avail.

You're simply stronger and better, putting him in his place immediately.

He'd scoff "Well, Dearheart, it seems as if I've lost and fallen for... Your bewitchingly good looks"

You'd smirk in return "Good boy, Albert"

He thinks (knows) that you're gorgeous, and would do anything to be with you, even if it meant fighting the Entity everyday and losing.

Jake Park

He's too stunned at your beauty, so stunned that he cannot run away

His legs instead carries him to you

You take him in your arms "What's wrong, man?"

He snaps out his daze, panic rising through him

You chuckle "You're my pet now~"

He's stunned tbh

He looks at your face that looks sadistic, yet has grace written all over it.

You'd give him hatch every trail and in return, he'd bring you flowers from the Entity's realm... However they're dead, you giggle knowing it's the thought that counts

#dbd x reader #dead by daylight x reader #dbd #dead by daylight #Jake Park #Jake park x reader #Danny Johnson x reader #Ghostface x reader #Albert wesker x reader

[theres-a-body-here]

Creep!Reader with Male Survivors (Part 2)

You're one cruel and sick creep, and you plan to let every survivor know that.

Jake Park

He doesn't feel much towards you

To him, you're just another killer he needs to evade

Jake won't let you use his emotions against him

You don't really like to chase him

"Come on! Smile or something"

Your camera is in his face as he just stares at you nonchalantly

You huff and storm away while muttering

"Danny's right; you're a waste of memory space"

Ironically, you don't see his look of confusion

Who the hell was Danny?

Jake never seems to be stressed by the things you put him through

He's as calm and cold as the fog

He rarely ever talks to you

You find that pretty boring

You've resorted to doing the most unhinged shit you can think of to get a reaction out of him

Kiss his cheek while you carry him to hook?

He just keeps wiggling out like normal

Camp and tunnel him?

He avoids your gaze and hangs there silently

It's getting frustrating

Unfortunately for Jake, you have plenty of time for new ideas

You have plenty of time. You have even more when you kill everyone but Jake and leave him slugged.

He was sprawled on the grimy ground, blood oozing from his wounds. You knelt beside him, your demeanor oddly nonchalant for the grim circumstances. Your fingers idly toyed with your whip.

"You gonna say something?" you asked, the curiosity in your tone almost casual, like you were discussing the weather. Your camcorder dangled lazily from your hand, recording the macabre scene.

Yet, Jake remained defiantly silent. His teeth were clenched, and he steadfastly avoided meeting your eyes, determined to deny you even the tiniest shred of satisfaction, refusing to give you the reaction you so desperately craved.

With an impatient sigh, you found the silence dreadfully monotonous. An idea struck you, and you slowly extended your hand, pushing a finger into one of Jake's open wounds.

Jake couldn't contain his agony any longer. He let out a primal scream through gritted teeth, his suffering reminiscent of a wounded animal's cry. It was a satisfying sound, one that you had longed to hear.

A sinister grin crept across your lips as you chuckled softly. "Finally," you remarked in a more casual tone, "I knew you had something fun for me." With a sadistic glint in your eyes, you continued to toy with his wound, and Jake clenched the ground beneath him, his face contorted in pain.

Still, he refused to speak to you. He eventually bled out before you could manage to reach his insides up to your elbow.

Bill Overbeck

Bill is absolutely unnerved by you

You seem to be infatuated with the older male survivors

This doesn't bode well for him

"You run pretty well for a smoker"

He hears your awful laughter as he tries to loop you

Bill grits his teeth as he slams a pallet on you

He smiles a little when he hears your cry of pain

You seem to not handle fakes very well

Bill has slammed almost every pallet on the map on you

He can hear the grinding of your teeth under your wolf mask

"That fucking hurt"

Looks like you getting tilted, Bill smirks

"Remember that pain when you chase me, dumbass"

Bill doesn't stay to see your reaction

But a chill goes through his body when he hears you make a promise

"I'll give you something to remember, forever"

He stays on high alert as he escapes the chase

His mistake was caring for the others

He probably should've realized it was a trap

You hooked Feng and waited close by

When Bill felt you pull him onto your shoulder as he went for the save, his heart sank

He began to wiggle like hell

You don't take him to a hook; you just plop him down on the floor

You knelt beside Bill, your ever-present camcorder continuing to document his pain. The werewolf mask loomed over him as your hand reached out to touch his back, fingers tracing patterns.

Bill's stomach churned, and the urge to vomit threatened to overcome him. He fought desperately to crawl away from you, the taste of dirt and despair mingling in his mouth. But it was a futile struggle. You were a relentless force, like a predatory creature toying with its prey.

With a sickening, calculated grace, you knelt upon his back, your weight crushing him down into the unforgiving ground. Bill's world shrank to a suffocating tunnel of terror. As the unfeeling lens of your camcorder captured every agonizing moment, he couldn't help but wonder who the recordings were for.

As your hand ventured lower and lower towards his ass, Bill's panic surged to a fever pitch. He thrashed about violently, desperately trying to evade your touch, his heart pounding in his chest like a trapped animal. The dread of what might happen next gnawed at his very soul.

But then, like a twisted reprieve, the unmistakable popping of a generator broke through the realm's silence. Your hand withdrew, and you let out an exasperated sigh. The unexpected interruption seemed to momentarily spare Bill from further torment.

"Maybe next time, Pookie bear," you cooed, your tone dripping with a perverse affection that sent shivers down his spine. You rose to your feet and began to walk off towards the main building.

Bill felt unclean.

Ashley Williams

One of the few who tolerated you

He was quite the annoyance sometimes

Fuck Mettle of Man

But you liked him

He was always fun to chase

Witty remarks and flirts back and forth

"Stay still, Handy Manny"

"Sorry kiddo, no can do. Maybe drop your fetish whip and then we'll talk"

It was really refreshing

So much so that you let him have the hatch if he's the last one

Sometimes

The footage you have of him is basically one long blooper reel

Even when you carry him he's pretty chill, even as he wiggles

"Aw come on, throw me a bone will ya?"

"You brought Head On and Flashbang, hell no"

Even if he doesn't hold grudges, don't expect an easy chase

You rarely chase him at the beginning of trials because he's that good

Frustrating, but in an amusing way

It helps that he's pretty smoking

Groovy

"You're really something, Ash," you purred with wicked allure, your werewolf mask hiding the twisted grin that danced on your lips. "I think I want you for my next... film."

Ash couldn't help but chuckle, his voice laced with a playful tone, "Oh, baby, I've seen films like yours at the adult video arcades. You'll have to try harder than that to impress me!"

With a deft leap, he vaulted through a grimy window, your whip striking him with a satisfying snap. But even as pain coursed through his veins, Ash didn't miss a beat, calling back to you, "Nice try, wolfie, but I've had worse dates!"

You hesitate for far too long as you hear him say that. You scoff at your relapse in focus, knowing you probably wouldn't catch up to him now. You record his fleeting form with your camcorder. It wouldn't hurt to have some comedy in your collection.

You wonder if he'll be mad that Ash used his petname for you.

Ghostface, when you told him how your match went:

Bonus~~~~~~~~~~~

"WHAT DO YOU MEAN HE CALLED YOU WOLFIE?!?!?"

Masterlist here

#dbd x reader #dead by daylight x reader #dead by daylight #dbd #killer!reader #creep!reader #danny johnson x reader #ghostface x reader #danny johnson #ghostface #ash williams #ash williams x reader #bill overbeck x reader #bill overbeck #jake park #jake park x reader

[l0sercat]

Dbd when you say a terrible pick up line pt2

The Trickster

He sighed and turned around and stared at you

You've been following him around all trial and he never did anything like it because he thought it was cute

Now he was a little annoyed and confused

"Why are you following me?" He asked

You gave him a wicked grin "'Cause I was told to follow my dreams" You blush widely but keep the grin

He pauses and chuckles "Is that supposed to be a pick up line?" He asks rhetorically

He grabs my chin and tilts it up and presses a kiss to my lips "Your lucky your cute"

The Twins

You were on a hook and she was just standing in front of you

You looped her for 4gens so she was pissed

You didn't have anything else to do so you decided to say jokes

She was not amused at all so you decided to say a pick up line "Do you ever get tired of running through my mind all night?"

She looks taken aback and blushes a bit

She looks away and turns aways, she mutters under her breathe and rolls her eyes

Jake Park

He was teaching you how to efficiently and more quickly sabotage hooks

"Your hands look heavy can I hold them for you?" You say out of no where

He coughs violently and blushes

He whips his head towards you "W-what?!" He says with a embarrassed look

You grin and move your hand to his face cupping it and squishing his cheeks together

His lips pucker and he gives you a look with his big round eyes so you kiss him and then remove your hand and smile gently at him

Nea Karlsson

You guys were graffiting together and you are sitting down taking a break

You admired her and how cool she looked you sat up to quickly

So everything was spinny and blurry "woah" you clutched your head and closed you eyes and sighed

"woah hey you okay" you smiled and looked at her

"I can't tell if that was an earthquake, or if you seriously just rocked my world" you says smirking

She looks at you and shakes his head and ruffles your hair "that was terrible hun get better pick ups" and gets back to work

Two works in one day 🤨

#x reader #gender neutral #gender neutral reader #gender not specified #nea karlsson #nea Karlsson x reader #nea Karlsson dbd #jake park #jake park x reader #jake park dbd #the twins #the Twins x reader #the twins dbd #the trickster #the Trickster x reader #the trickster dbd #dbd #dead by daylight

[germvity]

Running on Fumes

jake park x reader // 1(?) // public ardour

((potential new series?? 👀))

tags: smut warning, denial of feelings, not slowburn, like at all, it's very fast lol, outdoor sex, jake being horny on main, crowman has some nasty kinks ngl, having sex in a trial, just to add some spice, choking, jake has a breeding kink despite reader being gn, he just loves to cum in you <33 :), biting/hickeys, oral (reader receiving), nipple play, exhibition, mild slapping/spanking, multiple orgasms, no aftercare, mikaela being a good friend <3, this has finally come out after like 2 years of me announcing i’d write a jake fic, im sorry

((no taglist))

also fancy new spacers under the cut oooh

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fucking hell.

thats the only thing running through his mind. how could he be so stupid?

jake park, the seemingly cold hearted, typical loner woodsman was falling over the newest survivor that was dragged through with their best friend mikaela.

he couldn't get you out of his mind. it made him fuck up a gen, and he was pissed. your little waves to him when you caught him staring, the little acts of kindness like bringing him spare parts and tools, the smile on your face-

you must have known what you were doing to him. you must know. jake was infuriated, striding towards you as you lean down to pick at a totem. "hey." he snaps, and you jump. "hey, jake! you scared me." you giggle, it makes his heart flutter and he hates it. eyes trail down to your ass before snapping away. jake hated how he felt, loathed it even.

once you break the totem, you stand and turn to jake. "how can i help you?" you smile, god he fucking hates you. "just... stay away from me." jake sighs, and you blink, confused by his hostility. "jake..?" you mumble, clearly hurt by his words. fuck... now he's made it worse as he wants to hold you and kiss you and tell you how much he adores you, yet jake wasn't that type of guy. "it's just... you're making me feel things i don't want to. i don't like it, so stop it."

you furrow your brows with thought, but then your eyes light up. "oh! oh..." you giggle as jake's cheeks heat up and he looks away. "i didn't know you could feel such emotions." teasingly, you step closer, resting your hands on his shoulders. "stop..." he mumbles, looking away. "say it.." you smile, enjoying his flustered behaviour. "what?" jake looks confused, and you giggle. "say you love me."

"i don't-!" he almost yells, but he remembers that the two of you are still in the trial. "i don't... it's not like that-..." he whisper yells, and you hum, moving closer to him. "stop it. we can't. not in this place." jake scolds, and you hum- clearly not listening to him. "y/n-" he hisses, hand gripping your jaw to stop you from kissing him. "say you love me." you giggle, loving how he flusters. "fuck it." jake rolls his eyes, lips finding yours in a desperate, hungry kiss.

you giggle into his mouth, kissing the woodsman back as he lifts your legs up around his hips. your hands grip his neck, leaning back on the log behind you. you moan as jake sinks his teeth into your neck, suckling a dark bruise onto your skin. "hng.. jake..!" you gasp as his fingers pull your pants and underwear down around your knees, stimulating you with skilled fingers. you keen with pleasure, back arching as his mouth finds your sex, tongue warm as he pulls pleasured moans out of you.

"jake-!" you gasp, rolling your hips into his face, desperate for more. "jake i need you, please!" he comes up, leaving your hole lathered with saliva. kissing you again as his fingers open his belt and pulled out his dick, jake gives his erection a few pumps, letting out a small breath as he pushes it into you carefully. you gasp at the intrusion, breath hitching as his hands push your jacket open, raising your shirt so he could play with your nipples. you moan as jake fucks into you, leaning down and biting your chest multiple times.

you yelp as he bites down even harsher, drawing blood as he licks up to your neck once more to bite there instead. "fuck-!" you keen as your neck aches with a new bruise. "you have no idea how long i've wanted to do this to you." jake groans, pulling his scarf off and grabbing your wrists. "kinky." you tease, earning a harsh slap on your ass. jake ties your hands easily, as if he's done it before, and snags his scarf on a loose piece of bark so your hands stayed tied above your head.

satisfied with his work, jake lifts your thighs up, lodging your legs onto his shoulders so he could fuck into you even deeper. multiple moans fall from your swollen lips, and he hushes you by shoving two gloved fingers into your mouth. "you look so dirty like this... you're so fucking gorgeous." jake pants, removing his fingers from your mouth when you gag and wrapping his hand around your throat.

with a squeeze, jake effectively chokes you, fucking into you as a feverish pace. he enjoys how you arch and react to him, watching your mouth open with a silent moan as he chokes you. "god, something tells me you've thought about this too." jake moans, watching you tug on the restraint. finally, with a final harsh squeeze, jake lets you go, watching you gasp in deep gulps of breath and let out the most pornographic moans he's ever heard. "fuck..!" jake huffs, dick twitching at the sound.

tightening and seizing up around him, you cum, and jake laughs. "aww good baby... c'mon, one more." he breathes, dropping your legs frok his shoulders, his hand stimulating you at a fast speed. you wail with overstimulation, and jake hushes you with rough kisses, biting your lips before forcing his tongue into your mouth. you whimper with pleasure, letting jake swallow your noises. your body is racking with another orgasm as he jerks you off whilst fucking you; not letting up.

your cum covers his hand and leg, and he groans, pulling away from the kiss to let you lick your own cum off his fingers. jake hums, a deep rumble in his chest as his own orgasm approaches. "fuck... gonna cum in you, fucking fill you up." jake growls, biting your neck harshly. pumping his hips into you, jake moans as you tangle your fingers into his hair, tugging harshly. "fuck, fuck..! oh-!" his seed spills into you, head pushing it deeper with every thrust.

"mmh! jake..!" you moan, your legs falling from his shoulders and linking around his hips tightly. "fuck.." he whispers, kissing along your neck. you pant, chest rising and falling harshly. jake wordlessly unties your wrists, using his scarf to gently clean your sensitive hole before tucking himself away. a gen pops in the distance, bringing you both back into the gruelling reality you both were stuck in. “i uh… i gotta go.” jake mutters, leaving you with his scarf and shaky knees. you curse under your breath, dressing yourself appropriately and trying not to let your legs wobble too much. walking to a generator, you listen as cheryl screams in the distance.

you don’t see jake for the rest of the trial, and barely make it out of the trial. you were distracted, and still were. you couldn’t quite shake him from your mind, his scarf clutched in your hands. do you give it back? it was still dirty… sighing, you leave the campsite, kneeling beside the nearby stream to rinse his scarf carefully. you didn’t want to unravel the loose threads and ruin the same scarf jake always adorned. as soon as it’s clean, you pull it from the water, the damp cloth heavier. wringing it out, you pocket it before standing. making a mental note to come back later and bathe, you set off to find jake. eventually, you do find him; carving a piece of wood with a dull survival knife. “hey.” you greet. jake looks up, eyes meeting yours. “hi.” he mumbles, looking back at the wood block.

“i uh… i have your scarf. i thought you’d want it back.” you mumble, pulling the fabric from your pocket and offering it to him. “keep it.” jake deadpans, not looking back at you. “oh- are you sure?” you frown, sitting beside him. “i mean it. keep it. i have plenty.” jake shrugs, not moving away as your side presses to his. “thank you.” you reply, fiddling with the scarf. it was still damp, and would need time to dry before you even tried to wear it. “i um… i’m sorry i left you in the trial.” jake softly whispers. you turn to him, smiling. “it’s okay. it’s been a long time since anything like this happened, i bet. you don’t have to worry, i get it.” you assure him, smiling kindly. jake shares your smile, “thank you.” he mutters, looking back at his carving. it was the beginning of the carving, so you couldn’t quite tell what it was. the silence between you two isn’t uncomfortable, it’s soothing. you’re leant into his side, watching as flakes of dry wood chip away from the block. you could get used to this.

#jake park #jake park x reader #jake park dbd #dbd jake #dead by daylight x reader #dead by daylight #dbd x reader #dbd #dbd jake park #dbd jake x reader #dbd smut #germvity writing

[noridoorman]

Hi can you a a dbd reaction for Jake, Leon and trickster for when their s/o gets a outfit that is or is like a wedding dress please.

Hello, can I marry you??

Jake, Leon, and Trickster reacting to you getting a wedding outfit from the Entity

Jake Park

The Entity sure has a SPECIAL sense of fashion

It usually brings clothes you used to wear as a sick reminder that the realms are your new home. And there's no escape.

However, sometimes it likes to be a little... inventive.

You noticed it the first time you saw the Legion run around in bunny costumes.

However, this time, the Entity didn't bless you with bunny costumes or ugly Christmas sweaters like it usually does.

No, this time, you were given a perfectly fitting wedding outfit.

You and your boyfriend Jake had talked about getting married at some point. Maybe when you'd escape the realms and finally live together in freedom.

But you never EVER expected the Entity to gift you a wedding outfit, much less one that looks extremely beautiful and expensive.

Many ideas rang in your head on how you could possibly fluster Jake with it.

You decided to try it on, see how the material feels and how comfortable it is until the familiar fog started to pool around your legs.

In an instant you found yourself at the MacMillan estate with Jake right beside you.

It takes him a second to recognize you in the outfit and when he did, he immediately pulled you to the side behind a boulder where the killer can't find you so easily.

"Alright." Even though he looks calm and collected, internally, he's freaking out. Something about you wearing a wedding outfit is making his heart go 100 miles per hour, rushing all the blood towards his face. And it shows, although barely noticeable. 

Throughout the entire trial, he makes sure to protect you and insists carrying you around (and TOTALLY 100% says that he isn’t insisting anything else, wink wonk).

After the trial, if the survivors spot you two and you are still in the wedding outfit, they’ll make remarks like when is your wedding happening or if they are invited to it. 

You guys actually hold a small ceremony with the other survivors. Jake was smiling so brightly the whole time, especially when he got to say his piece. 

W̶i̶l̶l̶ ̶d̶e̶f̶ ̶f̶u̶c̶k̶ ̶y̶o̶u̶ ̶w̶h̶i̶l̶e̶ ̶w̶e̶a̶r̶i̶n̶g̶ ̶i̶t̶,̶ ̶y̶’̶k̶n̶o̶w̶.̶ ̶H̶o̶n̶e̶y̶m̶o̶o̶n̶ ̶m̶o̶o̶d̶.̶ ̶

“Not the wedding I imagined, but as long as it’s with you, I’m happy.” He holds you closer to him, the smell of sweat almost disappeared after you freshened yourself up at the lake. One hand strokes the side of your face while the other goes below your body, stroking the back of your head. You smile, burring your face deeper into his chest and sighing blissfully. He plants a gentle kiss on your forehead before falling with you into a deep slumber. 

Leon S Kennedy

What a sweetheart!

What an absolute sweetheart!

The second he sees you in your wedding outfit he begs the Entity to always be by your side. 

Stares at you with the most loving and adoring stare.

No matter where you go, he tags along. Although he doesn’t say much as he’s still starstruck by your elegant appearance. 

Ngl, has lowkey fantasized about your marriage before.

Says all sorts of corny shit relating to weddings, marriage, your dress and the future. Claims he isn’t hinting at wanting to marry you at some point.

He totally is.

He tries his damn best to keep you and the dress clean though doesn’t mind all that much if it gets dirty. After all, you can’t really prevent it from happening in the trials.

He asks all the other survivors if they can help him arrange a small ceremony for you guys, and was always met with the same question.

“Have you proposed yet?”

No, he did not. Yes, he wants to. 

Yes, he’s nervous as fuck.

Leon collects all the courage he could find and asked you to take a walk with him in the forest.

Memories were shared and dreams told, until he told you his dream of you two sharing a future. 

He goes to his knees (of course) and asks you the obvious question he wanted to ask from the beginning. 

You already know the answer

He picks you up, spinning your around happily before settling you down on the ground, laughing the whole time. You could almost see the tears at the corner of his eyes, but he blinked them away too fast for you to register. He kisses you on the lips, a little eager and a little desperate. But also filled with love and passion.

Ji-Woon Hak | The Trickster

Ji-Woon gets all sorts of fancy clothing, so don’t be surprised if you find a wedding suit there amongst the other stuff. 

He claims it was from an old valentines day performance though you quickly caught onto that lie.

The suit was tame in comparison to all his stage clothing. It had a beautiful light pink and white color with a red rose sticking out of the chest pockets. And the lack of blood or dirt told you that he got that one just recently. 

You tried to guess why the Entity would give him something like that or why he isn’t wearing it even though he really likes it.

Your questions has been answered when the Entity decided to gift you your own wedding outfit. The colors and theme even fit Ji-Woon’s suit too.

The second you took your outfit on, Ji-Woon hugged you from behind, pressing gentle feather like kisses on your neck. Goosebumps struck your entire body.

“Surprise~” He whispers, eagerly giggling afterward.

“Did you- How?” You turn around, still wrapped around his arms. He pulls you closer, planting a soft kiss on your forehead.

“The Entity doesn’t disappoint with favors, especially when you give her the best performance of her life~” He gently cups your face with his soft hands, nuzzling his nose against yours until he leaned his forehead against yours. “You talked about our special day, and how much you’d like to have it. So I tried to arranged it for us.”

He takes your hand, intertwining your fingers. He rubs the back of your hand gently with his thumb as he noticed your breath quickened and a little sweat formed on your forehead. He opened the door to his room, walking you toward the killer’s camp where everything had been decorated in flowers and white cloths. Some killer’s actually stood there, waiting for you two to arrive.

Ji-Woon wraps one arm around your waist. “Shall we?”

#dbd #dead by daylight #jake park x reader dbd #jake park x reader #leon s kennedy x reader #ji-woon hak x reader #ji-woo hak x reader dbd #the trickster x reader dbd

[imtooscaredforthis]

Tethered

Part III- Chapter 28: Connected

Mentions of: Stabbing, Murder, Threats, Danny being the sadistic perv he is , & Frank being a jealous and possessive shit

A/N: Impatiently waiting for AO3 to come back online so I can upload this chapter

Tags: @prettycutebunny @vandeaad @dead-bxxxxtch-walking @mama-miya @moonshineinasippycup

“What are you doing?” A voice called out of nowhere, making Frank jump and grab his chest. A familiar cloaked figure moved out from the dark shadows of the tree, standing before him. “Will you quit it with that stalking shit? It’s creepy.”

He snapped at Ghostface, who just shrugged in response, playing with his knife. “You didn’t answer my question.”

“I was going for a smoke by the campfire, okay? Not like it’s any of your fucking buisness.” Frank replied defensively.

“Alright, jeez..must be a touchy subject…” Frank just rolled his eyes at the masked murderer, walking past him. Danny couldn’t have been up to any good. He never was. Not to mention Frank was doing something he really shouldn’t.

“But I don’t think you were just smoking, were you? You were watching the survivors.” Ghostface remarked, making Frank pause. Shit. He was on to him. “So what if I was? You do it all the time, and so does everyone.”

“Yeah, but I don’t think it was just any survivor, was it? After all, most of them are ‘boring nobodies’ not worth your time, except for when you’re slaughtering them..right? So who’s the girl, and why is she different?”

Fuck.

“What girl? What are you talking about?” Frank played dumb. “You know who I’m talking about.”

“No, I really don’t.”

“(Y/n).” Ghostface spelled it out for him.

“Who? I hardly know that girl. Even if I was watching her it’s just because I was interested in her conversation.” He lied.

He wanted to see if you remembered him, if you knew it was him, if you had missed him. But with the way you were sitting so close to Jake, he wasn’t so sure.

“Oh really? So you wouldn’t mind if I played with her. She’s beautiful, such a sweet, innocent, thing, I’d have fun breaking-”

“Stay away from her, you sick sadistic fuck.” Frank’s emotions took over him, and he grabbed at Ghostface’s shroud, tugging him towards him and leaning over him threateningly.

It took him a second to realize what he had just done. What he admitted to. Danny laughed at him, a low and taunting chuckle. “Don’t know her, huh?”

Frank thought he was over you. He had to be over you. It’s been years since he saw you and he wasn’t the same person he was with you. Not to mention he’s with Julie now, and he loves Julie..but the thought of Ghostface laying a hand on you enraged him.

“Don’t tell anyone about this, and don’t touch her or I’ll kill you.” Frank said, letting him go. “Don’t worry, this’ll be our little secret.”

Yeah, Frank was in some deep shit.

–

Jake winced as you kneeled above him, wrapping his waist with bandages. “Did you see who it was?”

“Yeah, it was Legion’s Frank. He seemed pissed..he chased me for a while twenty minutes before Bill distracted him.” He replied.

You frowned to yourself, as you continued to wrap the bandages around him, and just before you could finish up, your heart started to race. He was nearby.

Panicking, the two of you jumped into the locker. You were cramped together, breaths shaky and quick. “Sorry.” You whispered to him. He shrugged with a smile. “It’s fine.”

Unfortunately, he saw the trail of blood and put two and two together, tearing the door open, finding not only Jake, but you as well. You stood there, frozen, only being able to watch as Frank grabbed Jake by the neck and hoisted him upon his shoulder.

Frank basically body slammed Jake on the hook, making him howl in pain. It seemed like Jake was right. Frank was in a really bad mood. You should get out of his way while you still can. So, you did.

Meanwhile, Frank was furious. He fiddled with his knife, staring at Jake as he hung from the hook. What was this asshole doing? What was he thinking being so close to you?

“Seriously?” Jake hissed through gritted teeth when he realized that Frank was just going to sit and watch his suffering, refusing to let anyone save him from the hook. He tried to wriggle and escape, but it only made things worse. “I- I didn’t even do anything.”

“Stay away from (y/n). She’s mine.”

Jake’s eyes widened at that. So you were right. He had let you go and he has been kind to you. He wanted you…You knew all along.

“T-this isn’t the olden age. You can’t just claim people.” Jake replied, having nothing to lose. He was already on hook and camped by Frank, what’s the worst that could happen? “Not to mention. She’s scared of you..She doesn’t know you. But she knows you’re a piece of shit. All of you killers are. She doesn’t even want to go near you.”

“Shut the fuck up!” Frank slashed at him angrily, making him cry out in pain. Okay, he was wrong. It could get worse. But Frank hated survivors. He was sadistic and taunting. Not to mention he had a girlfriend. So why did he want you?

Frank knew he shouldn’t be doing this.If word got out about the truth, he’d be screwed. Julie would kill him, and you. But the sight of you in that cramped locker with Jake did something to him. He shouldn’t be that close to you. He shouldn’t be touching you. He doesn’t deserve you. He wasn’t good enough. No one was.

“What’s happening? Where’s Jake?” You asked Feng as the two of you worked on a generator. Three were already done, and he was nowhere to be seen. It was strange considering during a normal trial, most people would’ve been hooked at least once by now. But the only person injured was Jake.

“He’s being camped by Frank. I think Bill’s going to help him. It sucks for Jake, but it’s good for us because we have more time to work on our gens.” Feng explained.

“Oh, okay.” You murmured. You had a bad feeling about this.

–

Frank let Jake get unhooked, just so he could chase after him and mori him. He jammed his knife into him over and over, letting out all his rage and frustrations.

“If you come near her again, I’ll fucking kill you..I know you die here over and over again, but I’ll make things even worse. I’ll make your shitty existence a living hell. I’ll be watching..” He hissed, before jamming the knife into him one last time, and moving downward, gutting and killing him.

#dead by deadlight #dbd #dbd killer #dbd x reader #killer x reader #dbd legion #legion frank #legion dbd #dbd ghostface #ghostface dbd #frank morrison x reader #frank morrison #legion dead by daylight #jake park #jake park x reader #ghostface dead by daylight #danny johnson dbd #dbd danny johnson #dbd danny #dbd survivor #survivor x reader #killer x you #dbd feng min #feng min #bill dbd #nea dbd

[1-800-cr33py]

Choices Choices

Okay, so I’ve written up a list of my future works after I finish up the How I Think They Love series, but I’d like to leave the choice of the next mini series up to my audience! So far I’ve outlined a Billy Loomis x reader smut series with some angst sprinkled in,

Legion/Reader (specifically Frank+Joey) smutfic

Bimbo!Crybaby!/Jake Park (again smut TvT)

Dark! Dbd/Reader Series.

Jake Park/Killer!Reader

Trapper/Reader

Hobo Heart/Reader Smutfic

#dbd x reader #dbd fandom #bimbo!reader #crybaby!reader #frank morrison x reader #legion x reader #legion joey #joey x reader #legion smut #creepypasta x reader #creepypasta headcanon #creepypasta x y/n #creepypasta fandom #jake park #Jake park smut #jake park x reader #the trapper x reader #evan macmillan #trapper smut #hobo heart #hobo heart x reader #hobo heart smut #reqs open #1800cr33py

[rootsofdread]

Wowowo I'm on a roll, anyway this time is reader who steals metal scraps from different realms (maps) and builds small statues or machines with it, and maybe gifts them to that person? Platonically to Amanda (building buddies (⁠･⁠ω⁠･⁠)⁠つ⁠⊂⁠(⁠･⁠ω⁠･⁠)) and romantically to Leon, Ghostface, Jake and Trickster

Leon S. Kennedy:

Leon is not much of a creator himself, so he really loves sitting and watching you work with your fresh haul from Autohaven. It's amazing to watch someone as talented as you work, honestly. Sometimes he’ll sit with you to make his flashbangs, if he has the materials himself, because he thinks it’s a sweet thing to do with you.

He's delighted every time he receives something from you, turning it all over in his hands and pressing buttons to see what happens. He always asks what it does, how long it took to make. He's so curious.

You two have fun using them as a distraction for killers, tossing them out away from both of you so it can make noise and draw their attention. You two have completed several generators and escaped this way (much to the killers' dismay).

He enjoys helping you organize your blueprints and parts, he knows it can be frustrating when everything's a mess, and he just likes to help you.

Jake Park:

Jake has a more professional appreciation for your creations, since living in the wild, he's had to make some of his own contraptions. Having that talent in the realm is almost a necessary one. 

He loves learning more mechanical things from you, either by asking you about it or teaching himself by watching you work and by inspecting your machines. He enjoys teaching you more "practical" things, like tripwires and traps.

He adores receiving your creations as gifts. It makes him feel very special you're so willing to part with something that took so long to make to give it to him. He finds a use for everything.

He will frequently collect pieces of scrap he finds on his own when he's away from you, so he can give you something in return. He'd feel guilty if he didn't, plus, he just enjoys showing you that he loves you.

Amanda Young / The Pig:

Amanda loves having someone to work with again. She really misses the other Jigsaw Apprentices sometimes, and appreciates having another person who enjoys taking things that aren't theirs and using them to make something new.

She particularly loves sitting down in her workshop with you, both of you working on something different but still spending time together. She does get a little suspicious when you refuse to let her see what you're working on, but she understands wanting privacy.

She almost forgets about your refusal to show her until you come up to her with your hands behind your back a couple days later. She's suspicious.

…Until you present her with a small hand-made version of her reverse bear traps, that even functions, too. She's absolutely delighted, and hangs it on her hook immediately. She loves every little gift you give her.

Danny Johnson / The Ghostface:

Danny particularly loves seeing your blueprints and idea sketches. There's just something he loves about seeing others' journals and plans, it almost feels intimate.

He's always looming over your shoulder while you're either looking for parts or working. He doesn't mean to put pressure on you, he's just interested. He loves seeing someone in their element.

He always acts surprised when you give him your little creations as gifts, even though he literally watched you make it start to finish. He still appreciates them, and always asks when you'll make another for him.

Like Leon, he enjoys using them as a distraction for survivors so he can stalk them and get to them easier. He thinks it's pretty funny using them this way.

Ji-Woon Hak / The Trickster:

Another creator? Even if it's not in the same way, Ji-Woon is swooning. He loves being around his fellow creatives, he feels at home and seen by them.

He's always hovering around you asking about your projects: how they're going, if you need more supplies, if you need ideas. He has a lot of ideas. For…Contraptions. It's probably better that you tell him no thank you.

He always offers to paint them for you. Even though his forte is singing, he does enjoy a bit of painting. He always hopes you'll say yes.

When you let him keep it or give him a new one as a gift, he's utterly delighted. He can't contain his giggles. He keeps every single one, proudly displayed.

#inbox #leon s kennedy #jake park #amanda young #danny johnson #ji woon hak #gender neutral reader #dbd imagines #dbd x reader #dbd x you #leon s kennedy x reader #jake park x reader #amanda young x reader #the pig x reader #danny johnson x reader #ghostface x reader #ji woon hak x reader #the trickster x reader

[queendeeshorrorimagines]

October 26th: voyeurism

Jake Park x gender neutral reader

Warnings: Jake watching you get off, you masturbating outside, you end up knowing about him watching you. Ends with a possibility of sex (i.e. reader offering to help Jake out with his "problem")

It was a rather quiet night in the woods when you decided to sneak off to a more secluded area from your camp. The air was bitterly hot, sweat coated your barely covered body as leaned against a tree.

The intense haze of lust filled your body as you began to undo your shorts, pulling them down your legs as your underwear joins in on the small pile around your ankles. You can feel the light gust of went against your pantless pelvis as you let out a quiet groan.

You knew that this was most likely not a good idea to do. Especially knowing that there might be other survivors who might accidentally stumble over to see you. Or perhaps a stray killer stalking you while you're releaving yourself. Worse case scenario, the entity deciding that it's time for you to be in the next game.

'If I'm stuck in literal purgatory, I might as well release some of my tension.' You thought to yourself as your hand danced around your thighs before touching your crotch.

Unbeknownst to you, a familiar set of brown eyes were quietly watching your every movement with such intensity. Jake didn't mean to watch you masturbate, that was not what he expected.

Jake's intention was to make sure that you were alright since you snuck out into the woods. He wasn't disappointed by any means to be watching how your hand touches that sensitive area of your body.

If Jake was to be completely honest, he was getting hard just by watching you get yourself off. His mind begins to wonder off, imagining all the potential fantasies that you may have that's causing you to be sitting below a tree, pleasuring yourself.

It was obvious when you heard the quiet footsteps hitting the leaf covered grass that you were being watched. A sensation of lust and fear fueled your arousal more as you wondered who's watching you.

Hearing the soft breaths of Jake and seeing his shoes from a distance, you decided to give him a show with the most pornographic moans you could muster up of his name. You decided to try your luck and call out to Jake.

"Jake, i know you're watching me. Why don't you come over here and we can help each other out with our problems."

A smirk spread on your lips as you waited for his response. 'You little fucking minx.' He thought to himself, his eyes darken lustfully as he was quick to join you, undoing his pants faster than he's ever done.

#queendees kinktober 2022 #kinktober 2022: day twenty six #jake park imagines #jake park x reader #dead by daylight imagine #dbd imagines #dead by daylight imagines #gender neutral reader #dees lemonade

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[justsomeonethatdowhatlikes]

𝘽𝙧𝙤, 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙞𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙛𝙞𝙧𝙨𝙩 𝙛𝙞𝙘 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙄'𝙢 𝙥𝙤𝙨𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚, 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩'𝙨 𝙘𝙧𝙖𝙯𝙮. 𝙄 𝙝𝙖𝙫𝙚 𝙖 𝙡𝙤𝙩 𝙤𝙛 𝙤𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙛𝙞𝙘𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙄'𝙢 𝙨𝙖𝙫𝙞𝙣𝙜, 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙄 𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙩𝙤 𝙥𝙤𝙨𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙢, 𝙗𝙪𝙩 𝙄 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙠 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙮'𝙧𝙚 𝙣𝙤𝙩 𝙖𝙨 𝙬𝙚𝙡𝙡 𝙬𝙧𝙞𝙩𝙩𝙚𝙣 𝙖𝙨 𝙄 𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙩𝙚𝙙 (𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙣 𝙗𝙚𝙘𝙖𝙪𝙨𝙚 𝙄'𝙢 𝙨𝙩𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙥𝙧𝙖𝙘𝙩𝙞𝙘𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙢𝙮 𝙬𝙧𝙞𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜) 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩'𝙨 𝙬𝙝𝙮 𝙄 𝙙𝙞𝙙𝙣'𝙩 𝙥𝙤𝙨𝙩 𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙞𝙨 𝙬𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙄 𝙜𝙤𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙢𝙤𝙨𝙩 𝙘𝙡𝙤𝙨𝙚 𝙩𝙤 𝙜𝙤𝙤𝙙, 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩'𝙨 𝙬𝙝𝙮 𝙄 𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙩𝙚𝙙 𝙩𝙤 𝙥𝙤𝙨𝙩 𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚. 𝘽𝙪𝙩 𝙮𝙚𝙖𝙝, 𝙞𝙛 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙨𝙚𝙚 𝙖𝙣𝙮 𝙨𝙥𝙚𝙡𝙡𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙢𝙞𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙠𝙚𝙨 𝙡𝙚𝙩 𝙢𝙚 𝙠𝙣𝙤𝙬 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙄'𝙡𝙡 𝙛𝙞𝙭 𝙞𝙩. 𝘼𝙛𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙖𝙡𝙡,𝙄'𝙢 𝙣𝙤𝙩 𝘼𝙢𝙚𝙧𝙞𝙘𝙖𝙣 𝙚𝙞𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧, 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙄'𝙢 𝙨𝙩𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙡𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙀𝙣𝙜𝙡𝙞𝙨𝙝, 𝙨𝙤 𝙢𝙪𝙘𝙝 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙨𝙤𝙢𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙨 𝙞𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙩𝙚𝙭𝙩 𝙬𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙢𝙖𝙙𝙚 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙝𝙚𝙡𝙥 𝙤𝙛 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙏𝙧𝙖𝙣𝙨𝙡𝙖𝙩𝙤𝙧. 𝘽𝙪𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙣, 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝙛𝙪𝙧𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙖𝙙𝙤, 𝙝𝙖𝙫𝙚 𝙖 𝙜𝙤𝙤𝙙 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙞𝙣𝙜!

(𝘼𝙝! 𝘼𝙣𝙙 𝙖𝙡𝙨𝙤 𝙩𝙝𝙚 "____" 𝙢𝙚𝙖𝙣𝙨 𝙖 𝙟𝙪𝙢𝙥 𝙞𝙣 𝙩𝙞𝙢𝙚, 𝙩𝙞𝙢𝙚 𝙞𝙨 𝙞𝙣𝙙𝙚𝙛𝙞𝙣𝙞𝙩𝙚, 𝙗𝙪𝙩 𝙞𝙢𝙖𝙜𝙞𝙣𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙖 𝙡𝙤𝙩 𝙤𝙛 𝙩𝙞𝙢𝙚 𝙝𝙖𝙨 𝙥𝙖𝙨𝙨𝙚𝙙, 𝙜𝙚𝙩 𝙞𝙩?. 𝙖𝙣𝙙! 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙮 𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙖𝙡𝙢𝙤𝙨𝙩 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 ���𝙚𝙠𝙤𝙨 𝙗𝙪𝙩 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙨 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙩𝙖𝙞𝙡𝙨 𝙤𝙛 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙖𝙣𝙞𝙢𝙖𝙡 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙮 𝙖𝙧𝙚. 𝙆, 𝙗𝙮𝙚! :𝘿)

● 𝘞𝘰𝘭𝘧! 𝘑𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘹 𝘚𝘩𝘦𝘦𝘱! 𝘙𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳 AU. ●

Nervousness coursed through his entire body.

And here he was again. Letting this little sheep lean and sleep on him, with their head resting on his shoulder.

Jake admitted, they were cute. But still, he didn't want to get attached to the sheep, because he was a wolf. And wolves and sheep are not a good combination, at least that's how he sees it.

But, still, he couldn't bring himself to try to get the little sheep away from him each time the Sheep visited him, and they spoke in a gentle and encouraging tone of voice that made him want to stay close. No matter how much he tried to scare them, The Sheep just wouldn't go away, it looked like they were determined to become his friend. He didn't like that, as all he wanted was to get away from them. And it didn't help that as time passed there was this strange feeling of him wanting the sheep around more and more, making it difficult for him to resist.

Jake sighed looking at the sheep beside him, studying its cute face. As he always did. They seemed so innocent and pure, but Jake knew better than to trust anything or anyone completely.

It was always like that, since the beginning.

Of course now, he lets the sheep come closer and talks to them, but nothing much has changed.

The sheep was starting to stir awake, Jake saw its eyes open slowly. It round eyes stared up at him, it blinked a few times before it started talking;

"Hey Jake, what you are doing?"

"Nothing really."

"I see."

Jake could hear the sheep's thoughts clearly now, and it sounded like they had an idea of what he was thinking about.

"Sooo...have you thought about my proposal?"

"Hm,well..." He sighs.

Jake thought about it for a moment. Maybe...It would be nice if he could have someone to talk to, especially since he hadn't seen any other animals yet. He'd been avoiding them, because he was afraid they might keep asking him questions about where he came from, and why he was out here by himself.

"Hm...No..."

The Sheep looked at him confused and then let out a light laugh.

"haha! It's ok jake! I'll wait until you make up your mind!"

They say with a smile on their face, lightly patting Jake on the shoulder. The sheep then gets up and stretches.

"Well, I'll see you tomorrow, so thanks for letting me take a nap on you!"

The sheep says, as they walks towards the forest. Only, to stop and then turn around again screaming at him;

"And don't forget! think about my proposal!"

Jake just nodded, looking at them in the distance.

They turn around again and run back into the trees. The proposal they talked so much about, was that they could stand by Jake's side. They once told him that, they would like to know what it was like to live away from their flock, they always liked to explore new places, but they knew the risks of doing so, so they offered Jake a proposal so they could stay by their side safely and being able to explore around by his side, while they do whatever (as long as it's not so exaggerated and it's not about eating them) that he asks for.

It's even funny to think that the first day they ran away from their flock, out of curiosity, they came across a wolf. But, instead of being scared or surprised, they were even more curious to know about him. Mainly, by one who didn't bother to eat them, but only threatened them from time to time.

______

"Well it looks like we got some work to do today! We need to get ready for winter, and it's already getting cold. So we should probably start gathering wood and food for the winter, so we can survive till spring!"

Jake nodded, he understood what the sheep was saying. They needed to prepare for the coming winter, and get everything ready so they could survive the harsh winters. He felt bad for them, having to go through such tough conditions, but he also felt happy for them too, that they had found each other, and were going to stick together and survive the coming winter.

Jake followed the sheep outside, and helped gather some firewood, and brought it back inside to dry. After a while they went into the forest to look for food, and soon enough they came across a deer, which they took down with ease.

Afterwards, they headed back to the cabin and cooked the meat over the fire, with Jake eating the meat and the sheep just eating some salad and corn. After that, they gathered the rest of the wood and set it aside for later.

As they were about to leave, Jake asked the sheep.

"Hey...err,what was your name again?"

"What?!"

The Sheep made an offended expression while looking at jake. Which just continued with the same calm expression.

"I already told you my name yesterday!..." they say, their tone of voice sounding low, only for them to perk up again and get back to talking excitedly.

"Fine! it's ok, you must have forgotten, it's ok to forget I also forget a lot of things sometimes hehe! But, well...AHEM!" they give a fake cough and go back to talking.

"Well,my name is ____!" they talk excitedly, with a cute smile on their face.

Jake nodded.

"It's nice to meet you."

"Thanks!"

The two smiled at each other and talked some more later.

_____

That night, Jake sat alone in the cabin, watching the fire burn brightly.

He looked at the sheep's sleeping form, lying next to him on the bed. They were curled up tightly, their legs tucked under them, their soft fluffy tail wagging randomly every now and then.

Jake couldn't help but feel drawn to them, he felt protective towards them.

They were so cute and innocent, just like a child. They didn't know what was happening around them, and Jake wished he could protect them from all the bad things that happened in this world.

Jake thinks a little about his actions next, but then, decides to put his negative thoughts aside.

Jake slowly approaches the Sheep, and with one arm pressed now into the Sheep's back, he slowly slides them close to him, pulling them close to his chest, now in a hugging form.

His tail unconsciously curls close to the sheep, wagging slightly, as Jake feels his face heat up a little.

He prays for that the sheep won't wake up and see him in the situation he's in. He doesn't want to scare them away, but he can't help it. He needs to be close to them, he wants to be near them.

Jake lays down on the bed, and cuddles the sheep, feeling their warmth against him. He closes his eyes and relaxes.

He slowly starts to drift off to sleep.

After some time, suddenly he hears a loud "wuah!", and he opens his eyes to see the sheep standing in front of him.

"What's wrong?" Jake asks, rubbing his eyes and sitting up. Getting a little worried.

"Oh, I'm sorry I didn't mean to scare you!" the sheep apologizes.

"No, it's ok, I just wasn't expecting you to wake up."

"But, err..jake?"

"Hm?"

"why are you hugging me?"

Jake's face quickly turns a little red, and he pulls away faster, looking away and falling silent soon after. The Sheep get surprised by his quickness and then smile, chuckling lightly at Jake's reaction.

"Haha! Hey, if you wanted a hug, you just needed to ask!"

Jake doesn't respond, still looking away for the wall, embarrassed. Only for him to be surprised by a pair of arms wrapping around his stomach, making him jump slightly. He looks over his shoulder to notice the sheep hugging him from behind, their face pressed to his back and they were with their eyes closed having a slight relaxed and happy smile on their face, their cheeks slightly flushed.

Jake blushes a bit more, and slowly sits up. He looks back at the sheep, who was now looking up at him.

"I'm sorry for waking you up." Jake says, a hint of embarrassment in his voice.

"It's ok, it's not a problem." the sheep replies happily.

Jake then looks at the sheep and smiles.

"Thanks for the hug...i guess."

"It's nothing!" they reply happily.

Jake then takes a deep breath and stands up, stretching out.

"Ok, I think it's time to go to sleep now, we have a lot to do tomorrow, so let's get some rest."

"Yes, let's get some rest." the sheep replies.

Jake nods, going back to the bed and laying down. He then closes his eyes, trying to fall asleep as fast as possible, only for him to feel something on top of his chest. When he opens his eyes again and looks at what it is, he sees the sheep, already sleeping, with a smile on their face and with their hands clasped on his chest.

Jake sigh, and closes his eyes, feeling the sheep's warm breath on his skin.

He smiles, and wraps his arms around them, letting himself be carried away by his sleep.

#Jake park x reader #Dbd AU #Wolf!Jake park #x reader #Sheep!reader #I may or may not end up deleting this #i have no idea how to use this

[noridoorman]

Hi I was wondering if you could do a dead by daylight react for Jake where in a match a killer won’t leave them alone and keeps marking suggestive comments. But the icing on the cake being when the killer is carrying the reader they have their hand on the s/o’s ass

Jake Park x Reader - This is not happening

Killer's taking a liking to certain survivors is not all that uncommon. Especially with survivors like Kate or Felix running around, it has happened before that killers tried to make a move, namely Ghostface and Trickster. And judging by the fact that the Entity doesn’t seem to stop these relationship’s from developing, everyone does whatever they want. Though there’s always a first. The first and thus the most popular couple to wander the realms, you and Jake Park.

Jake knows the fog in and out, he knows the trials like the back of his hands and can guess which killer he’s facing by only their breathing. But carrying that knowledge has a cost, namely that no matter what, you’re stuck in a hopeless situation. There’s no time for tears or love. As he said it himself, you don’t make the best out of hell. 

Until he met you.

It’s like a spark went in on him like the generators he worked on. But unlike those, the spark carried a new yet familiar and warm sensation with it. He’d find his heart beating thousand times a second when you’d be close to him. No matter which boring topic you’d talk about, the sound of your voice rang like a song his mother used to lull him into comfort. A new dread formed, one that’s somehow greater than the killer; the fear of rejection.

The survivors quickly caught on his obvious crush and so did you. The realization hit you with an euphoric feeling and happiness you couldn’t describe. You returned his feelings from day one but feared he’d think of it as nothing but a waste of time and resources. But all that changed when on a peaceful walk through the woods, he finally opened up to you. 

You haven’t formerly announced your relationship at the beginning until people asked you questions. Mostly why you guys hung out so much or why Jake so much protective over you. And when you finally admitted to your relationship, word got out and somehow arrived the killer’s camp. And suddenly both sides found out that relationships are perfectly fine in the Entity’s eyes. More and more survivors (and sometimes even killer’s!) confessed their true feelings to each other and more relationships formed over time. However, Jake’s and yours relationship has been recognized as the number one. The original couple that somehow proved the impossible to be possible. 

But of course, this sort of attraction causes jealousy. Namely in the ones that carve attention the most.

The cold winds of Ormond stung your skin a little as you worked on the gen. You managed to suppress your shiver’s for majority of the time, but after a while, your fingers started to twitch more causing you to connect the wrong wires on accident. Jake quickly noticed your freezing body and began taking his jacket off.

“Here.” He puts it on your shoulders, helping you put your arms through the sleeves. “You’re shivering.” He sneaks a gentle kiss on your temple, making your face heat up a little.

“Thanks...” You mumble although with a smile. He quickly notices how that simple act of affection made you feel like you’re falling in love with him all over again and he chuckles. 

In the distance, yellow piercing eyes bore holes through your skulls and with your heartbeat picking up in pace, you knew the killer was nearby. Jake grabbed your hand and pulled you up, albeit too late. A colorful knife flew past your cheek, grazing it, leaving a small but stinging wound.

“여기 있습니다, 사랑“ (There you are, love) A familiar chuckle rips through the howling wind. You recognized what the Trickster said, or at least one of the words. Jake would occasionally call you Korean nicknames, “love” included. So when a different killer calls you love, much less the Trickster, Jake’s face instantly scrunches up in anger, holding you closer to him and staring daggers into the killer. It is not the first time he attempted to take you as his and it certainly won’t be the last. Jake has been protecting you from the Trickster all the time, by either taunting him to catch his attention or simply take the hits for you when he’s close on getting you.

You perk up at the blaring horns in the distance, the last generator has been done yet the killer didn’t budge. Jake seemed to have noticed it too as he slowly started to take a few steps back, you following along.

“Listen to me.” Jake whisper’s, but keeps his gaze forward. “Adam is probably already on the gate near the shack, this is where I last saw him.” Now the Trickster began taking steps forward, choking on a few giggles.

“When I yell 3, we start running together. Okay?” Your grip on Jake’s arm loosened, a new look of determination formed in your face.

“Okay.” You nod although his eyes haven’t left the Trickster’s yet.

“One...” He takes one foot behind him, reading himself to sprint. You copy his movement.

“Two...” His body hunched forward and so did yours. The Trickster began taking his knives out, grinning in anticipation for the chase that is about to ensue. 

“Three!” You immediately dart forward, Jake close behind you, taking all the knives to his back. He screams in pain, stumbling a little but not showing a hint of stopping. Luckily, Adam noticed you two frantically running towards the gate and opened it. Jeff ran behind Jake as Jake’s pace finally matched yours. You turned the corner and ran straight into the exit, looking behind you.

“얼마나 슬픈“ (How sad) The Trickster lowers his knives but that shit eating grin never left his face. “나는 당신이 비명을 원한다“ (I want you to scream)

“꺼져“(Fuck off!) Jake yells back, yanking your shaking form back into his embrace as you walk back to the campfire. The fog consumed you both, and as you arrived at the campfire, all of Jake’s wounds have been healed.

“I’m happy that this is done.” you say, embracing your own body. Jake shoots you a gentle smile before hugging you close to him.

“I’m not letting him hurt you.” Jake gently kisses your cheeks. “I’ll never let it happen”

#dbd #dead by daylight #jake park x reader dbd #jake park x reader #jake park dbd #jake park

[imtooscaredforthis]

Tethered

Part III- Chapter 24: Conflicted

Mentions of: Angst, Anger Issues, conflicted feelings, etc.

A/N: Here’s another chapter for y’all…

Tags: @prettycutebunny @froegis @vandeaad @mama-miya @moonshineinasippycup @dead-bxxxtch-walking

Frank was pissed. No, not pissed. Frank was furious.

He was fine with being damned to this hellscape for all eternity. He had his friends, and he could do whatever he wanted and hurt anyone he wanted. Most of all, he knew he was here because he deserved it.

But you didn’t. There was no way you deserved this. You were so good, so fucking good and kind hearted. You didn’t deserve this constant loop of pain and suffering.

You weren’t supposed to be here. You should be getting your dream job and living your cushy, perfect life. The life you deserved. The life that was far, far, away from him.

“Take her back. Take her back right fucking now.” He seethed at the sky, waiting for The Entity to respond. She didn’t.

So, he continued his tantrum, stomping at the ground, tearing off branches in the woods, doing what he could to get The Entity’s attention. But nothing worked.

Reluctantly, he gave up, walking back to the Ski Lodge. He did what he could to calm down. Taking deep breaths, counting to ten, like you used to teach him. But nothing worked.

Every time he shut his eyes he saw you. When you were younger, and how you looked now. God, you were terrified of him, but you were so brave..and beautiful.

Frank swore under his breath, kicking a pair of skis as he approached the abandoned resort. He needed to forget this ever happened. He needed to forget about you again. He needed to hate you again. But how could he?

As Frank entered the lodge, he made a beeline right to the bar, grabbing a beer from the mini fridge and popping the cap off. He desperately needed a drink. He plopped down on the couch in the lobby, pulling off his hood, and removing his mask, tossing it aside.

“Frank? Is that you?” Fuck. It was Julie.

He couldn’t tell her about this. She’d definitely notice that something was going on. She can’t know about you. Not yet anyway.

“Yeah, it’s me.” She walked down the stairs, joining him in the lobby, before sitting beside him on the couch.

She snuggled against him, but he didn’t move, he just stiffened instead. He couldn’t touch her. Not with the way he was feeling. She noticed, glancing over at him. He couldn’t meet her gaze.

“Frank? What’s wrong?” She asked, eyebrows furrowed. “Nothing.”

“Bullshit. I know something’s wrong, you’re acting weird. What’s going on?” She pressed him.

“I said it’s nothing.” He pushed back. “It’s obviously not nothing. Why won’t you tell me?”

“Don’t push me, Julie.”

“I thought we could tell each other anyth-”

“I said stop, Julie! Fuck!” He snapped, making her go quiet. She glared at him, irritated and concerned.

Then, she got up from the couch, pulling her hood over her head, storming out, muttering swears under her breath. “Fine, be like that. Asshole.”

She slammed the door behind her, and he groaned, running a hand through his hair. How can things get any worse? He downed the rest of his beer, before throwing it against the wall, letting it shatter.

–

“You’ve got to believe me, guys! He just let me go.” You told the survivors who had been listening to your stories.

“Some killers do that. But not the Legion, and especially not Frank. There’s no way he would.” Jake replied.

“Well, he did. He didn’t even hook me, and he stabbed me like once, even though I pissed him off. And he also touched my locket. I don’t know why. You caressed the locket yourself, holding it close to you.

“Maybe he likes you.” Jane remarked, making your face heat up. “What? No. That’s crazy.”

“Yeah, killers and survivors don’t exactly mix well. Maybe you reminded him of something from his past.” Nea reasoned.

“Maybe.” You murmured, and everyone went quiet, the crackling fire filling the silence.

“But can we talk about the way you were blushing when I said he liked you? You like him, don’t you?” She teased.

“No way. No, no, no. I just appreciate the fact that he didn’t want to kill me, and I’m not into guys who normally hunt and sacrifice people. Plus, I don’t even know what he looks like under that mask. He could be ugly, or a monster.” You ranted.

“Isn’t he dating that other one? Julie or Susie or whatever?” Bill added.

“Yeah. Trust me, (y/n). The last thing you want is to be romantically involved with a killer.” Jake warned you. You nodded. “I know.”

“I have to go. I’m getting called to a trial.” He then said, before getting to his feet and leaving. “Okay, bye.”

He waved, walking off. When you turned back to the fire, you noticed Jane staring at you, a knowing grin on her face. You rolled your eyes, growing flustered and embarrassed, laughing it off.

Jake was right. Killers were only trouble. You shouldn’t get involved with any of them. Not that you wanted to in the first place.

But there was this small feeling, this tiny voice that pulled you to him. That made you like him. It was probably bad if you liked him just because he spared you, that was literally the bare minimum, after all.

You knew better than that. While you don’t remember much about yourself, you still have your self respect, and you know that you deserve more than that.

And you have people you care about here. You have other survivors, who you’re friends with. Ones who have your back. And you also have Jake.

Jake was probably the person you were closest with. He was always so calm, and kind, and even a little funny, when he wanted to be. He’s helped you get used to this place, and he’s just great. If you should be with anyone, it should be him.

You have all these great relationships, and there’s no point in ruining what you have because of your stupid curiosity and feelings. Being with a killer would be complete chaos, and very bad for you.

…right?

#dead by deadlight #dbd #dbd killer #dbd x reader #killer x reader #dbd legion #legion frank #legion dbd #frank morrison #frank morrison x reader #legion susie #julie kostenko #dbd julie #julie dbd #legion julie #legion joey #susie legion #susie dbd #dbd susie #jake park x reader #dbd jake #dbd jake park #jake dbd #jake park #dbd jane #jane romero #dbd nea #bill dbd #survivor x reader #dbd survivor

[co-sharkie]

DBD — Packing them a lunch

Jake Park

“Thanks.” He says before leaving the door. His hunting lunch pale in hand, on his way to go support his lovely spouse by catching some game.

When he finally unpacks his lunch, it’s late into the evening. He pulls out a small note. Be safe and don’t work too hard. Come home before it gets too late. Love you! <3

Jake shakes his head with a small smile. His spouse was so sweet, so caring. He pulls out the sandwich baggie.

He pauses, holding the baggie up to eye level.

…The sandwich is cut into triangles. Crust removed and move jelly than peanut butter.

Just the way he likes it.

David King

“What the fuck?” He questions to himself while unpacking his lunch.

His spouse had made him a lunch and forced him to take it with on his trip to the gym.

He’s a grown ass man, why did they pack him smiley fruit snacks?

HOW DID THEY KNOW HE LIKES SMILEY FRUIT SNACKS??

How did they know he likes his strawberries cut into fours’. How did they know he only eats his sandwiches when they are cut in half. How did they know he doesn’t like his broccoli touching his carrots???

How did they know him so well…

Nea Karlsson

She unpacks her lunch with haste, away from her friends. She hopes they don’t snoop in her area.

“Hey Nea!” Fuck—

“Yeah?” She calls back. She clenches the handle of her lunch box when she hears their feet patter over to her area.

“What you got for food? I’m hungry and I forgot my lunch. Can you share?” They plead, giving her big eyes.

She purses her lips. “Maybe… I’ll see what I have first.”

“Ok.” When they don’t leave, she hesitantly begins the unpack her lunch. Scooby Doo shaped Mac n Cheese… bite sized sandwiches cut into cats… a cheese stick… and… two heart shaped sugar cookies.

“Pfft—who packed your lunch?? Your mom?!” Her friend laughs hysterically.

“MY FUCKING S/O DID, YOU ASSHOLE!” She smacked them square in the face with her lunch box.

#nea karlsson x reader #dbd x reader #dead by daylight x reader #jake park x reader #david king x reader

[heeliopheelia]

𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐓𝐀𝐊𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐄𝐍𝐆𝐀𝐆𝐄𝐌𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐎𝐅𝐅 𝐃𝐔𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐀𝐍 𝐀𝐑𝐆𝐔𝐌𝐄𝐍𝐓

genre: hurt/comfort, angst, fluff

word count: 4.3k

warnings: cursing, crying, neglect, tiny mention of bleeding

a/n: i think i win the contest of overusing commas with this one 🤍 tbh this fic is just yapping so pls deal with me... it's good to write some proper angst again tho, i missed it :(( hope you guys like it and don't find them too repetetive!!

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LEE HEESEUNG

It's been two weeks since you got the opportunity to take a proper look at Heeseung. And now as you do, you find it hard to recognize your fiancé who looks like he's about to collapse from exhaustion, to say the least. 

“I never asked you to mother me or worry about me so much. Stop getting into my business so much. I’m not a child, YN.”

It’s like he was blind to how hurt his words and actions were making you feel. It’s so unusual for him, so out of character and unfamiliar to you, that you can’t help but think that maybe it really is your fault for riling him up this much.

“I worry about you because I’m your fiancé and I love you, you jerk!” You scoff at his careless words and take a step back, the aching in your heart only increasing. “I only want to look after you because you clearly don't know how to do it yourself. I mean, look at yourself! You look as if you haven’t slept in a week and I know you haven’t been eating either. How can I not worry about you when all you do is neglect yourself?”

“Dunno, maybe find yourself something to keep you busy enough. You stay at home all day, do as much as nothing, no wonder you’re so damn nosy. I would be too with this much time on my hands.”

He’s so indifferent to everything you say, you try to recall where it all started going so wrong. All you did was ask whether he’s eaten at work or not, and now the two of you are snapping at each other as if you weren’t lovers, and trying not to hurt each other was a long forgotten thought by now. 

“If you’re so unhappy with our relationship – with me, maybe it’s best we take a break,” you say as you feel your throat tighten painfully. 

“Agreed. I never even wanted this marriage in the first place,” he scowls, silencing you, words rolling out of his mouth way quicker than his brain is able to process it. 

He bites his words back quickly when he watches your face dropping along with your shoulders, and fuck, you look as if you’ve given up on him right then and there. 

You walk away then, tears streaming down your face, muttering something about how ungrateful he was being, and all Heeseung could do was stand still as if plastered to the floor, in utter disbelief of his own, untrue, words.

After his cruel statement echoes through his head for the fourth time, he finally snaps out of the self pity and rushes after you to the kitchen where you’re leaned over the counter, head buried in your hands as you cry.

“Baby, I’m sorry,” he apologizes quickly. He walks up from behind you and wraps his arms around your waist, resting his forehead on your shoulder blade. “I didn’t mean it. I’m sorry for everything I said, sweetheart.”

He turns you around gently and feels his chest tighten at how fucking sad you look. He never wants to see you like this. He never wants to be the cause of this ever again.

And when he looks to the side, his throat closes and dries completely at the sight of your engagement ring laying on the counter right behind you. 

“Are you sure you didn’t mean it?” You ask, wiping the tears away with your hand pointlessly as another stream follows right after. “Things like that don’t come out of nowhere.”

“I didn’t, love, I swear I didn’t. I’m so fucking sorry,” he breathes out, pulling you closer to him by your neck again. 

Never again. Never fucking again. He keeps telling himself in his head as he lifts your hand to his lips and presses a kiss to your knuckles, just where your ring was supposed to be sitting snugly. Then he lowers it and places your palm against his chest, right above his heart, and covers your smaller hand with his.

That was too close to losing you, and himself, for that matter. Because he would never recover if you were gone from his life and all because of him. 

“Then why did you even say it?” You sob pitifully as you feel the warm tears dripping down the tip of your nose.

“I don’t know,” he shushes you gently, trying his best to not break you any further. 

You pull away once you feel calm enough, hands clutching his t-shirt. “It's not too late to call off the wedding, Seung,” you manage out breathily, raising your palm to cup his cheek. “I'd rather not take the step further than have you unhappy.”

“Darling, no.” Heeseung bends down to minimize the distance between the two of you and peppers your face with loving, warm kisses. He just wants to erase those atrocious thoughts out of your mind as quickly as possible. “Please, there's nothing I'd ever want more than to make you my wife. That was stupid of me to say. I'll never be happy if I'm not with you, my love.”

“I just don’t want to force this marriage on you. You need to want it as much as I do, otherwise it’s pointless.”

Heeseung almost chokes on air when he rushes out his answer even before you can properly finish your sentence. “I do want it. Please, you have to believe me.” 

“Really?”

Heeseung smiles at you softly as he wipes your wet cheeks with his thumbs. “Really. Scout’s honour.”

You breathe out, feeling relief, and look up at him with squinted, puffy eyes. “Sometimes I just wanna strangle you to death, Lee Heeseung.”

He chuckles lightly before pressing one last kiss to your cheek. “Aren't you just so adorable? You should add this to your wedding vows.”

“Maybe I’ll add this to your eulogy instead if you pull shit like that again.”

Heeseung clicks his tongue with a grin pulling on his lips. “Touché.”

PARK JAY

The atmosphere in the living room is so heavy that your chest starts to hurt. You’re standing barely two steps away from the man you love the most, yet you’ve never felt more far away from him than in this moment. 

His eyes – cold but still undoubtedly full of love, drill holes in the side of your head as you turn your face away from him to try and gather your thoughts.

Arguments with Jay were rare. You always tried to work things out immediately, keeping your heads cool. But something has broken over the last month and you can’t see each other eye to eye anymore. At the very beginning of your relationship you made a promise to never go to bed angry. To never leave things unresolved. Yet now Jay’s been sleeping on the couch for the past week, and you fail to understand what the fuck has happened to the two of you. 

And you can’t help but think that, maybe, sometimes love is just not enough. 

“You’re not even trying to find the middle ground anymore. All you do is snap at me the second I come home. I’m fucking tired of it! Would it hurt to give it a rest for a day?” 

The tension is almost palpable. You hate how you can’t seem to back away from any argument but only keep hurting him instead. 

“Put effort into our relationship first, then we’ll talk,” you spit out instead, against your better judgment.

“It’s funny coming from you who’s done nothing but put a fucking distance between us!”

“This doesn’t make any sense anymore, Jay. We need some time apart,” you finally speak into the dull silence, eyes casted downwards at the floor as your hand keeps twitching, only to finally grab for your ring finger and slip the silver band off of it. You didn’t think much of your action, hell, you didn’t even process it properly. 

Well, not until you hear the shaky exhale leave Jay’s lips. 

Silently, he presses his lips together and nods his head before turning on his heel and leaving the room. You listen intently to the shuffling, then ringing of the keys and eventually the door being shut. 

A moment of silence turns into minutes of you staring at the ring on your palm with tears burning your eyes mercilessly. 

With your heart falling low to your stomach, you drop down on the couch and tug on your hair slightly, cursing yourself for acting so mindlessly. 

You wallow in self pity in the dead quiet room. The shiny ring feels so heavy and burning in your clenched fist. You take in a deep breath, then quickly slide the band back onto your finger, feeling instantly shielded with it being on its righteous place again.

And just like that, you spend the next three hours on the verge of losing your sanity. With no word from Jay. He’s left your messages unread. He’s left your calls unanswered. 

You don’t know whether he’s okay or hurt or simply gone. All that combined is enough to leave you panicked and terrified, unable to have a second of peace. 

You never meant to take it this far. This – your words and rapid actions, that will forever remain as one of your biggest regrets. You don’t like the idea that you made your other half feel like you’ve taken him for granted. Or for what’s worse, like a person that you can use for unloading your frustration. 

There’s this throbbing pain in your chest as you realize that maybe he’s not coming back because why would he if you can’t even love him properly?

Your fingers are bleeding from how hard you’ve been picking on your cuticles. 

And then you hear the jingle of keys and soon the front door opens quietly. You know that even after all of this he’s still being careful to not wake you up. It’s killing you how he thinks you’d ever be able to get a wink of sleep without knowing he’s safe. 

You’re quick to drop your phone on the couch and shoot up on your legs, rushing over to the door and throwing yourself on Jay’s neck. 

“I was so worried about you!” You gasp out, clinging onto your fiancé desperately as tears unknowingly make their way down your cheeks. “Please, don’t ever do that again!”

“Sorry, my phone died,” he replies after a second or two, bringing his arm up to wrap around your waist and keep you close to him. 

He’s still upset but he understands where you’re coming from, knowing well that if it was you instead of him he’d probably go insane from worry. 

He can feel your heart hammering against his chest, so he lifts his hand and strokes your hair to help you calm down. But then you start crying, feeling his gentle touch even after everything you said, that was enough to push you over the edge. You clench your trembling hands on his sweater as you burst out with choked sobs, slouching against his warm and comforting body. 

“I’m sorry, ‘m sorry, ‘m sorry,” you weep into his chest like a mantra and Jay can quite literally feel his heart cracking at your miserable state. 

“It’s okay,” he whispers, hot air hitting your ear before he presses a soft kiss to its tip. “Don’t cry anymore, honey. We’re okay.”

“I don’t deserve that. I don’t deserve you,” you whimper quietly. “Please, don’t leave me.”

“Don’t say that,” he scolds you with a frown. Your whimpers twist his guts even more than your harsh words from before. “It’s not the first nor the last time we’ll have an argument. It’s not worth losing your pretty head over it, okay?” 

“I’m sorry,” you repeat one last time. “I promise I'll never take it off again. I’ll never lash out on you like that ever again too.”

Jay grabs your hand and runs his thumb over the thin silver band, the same one he was picking so carefully for weeks, and a small smile tugs on the corners of his mouth. He hates how shameful you sound. 

He’ll never tell you how the sight of you pulling your ring off your finger made him physically sick to his stomach. He can't have you feeling even worse than you already do. So instead he brings you close to him and rests his forehead on yours. 

“I’m so stupid,” you whisper quietly as you close your eyes, your heavy eyelashes letting go of another few drops of crystal tears which Jay’s lips soak up instantly. “I don’t know what I’d do if you actually left.”

“You know me better than to think I’d let us break it off over such a petty fight.” And, yes, you do. But your lip wobbles with silent agony at the sole thought of that. “Hey,” he tries again as he presses a loving kiss to your red nose. “I’m not leaving, okay? How could I ever?” 

“I love you.”

With his thumb caressing your burning cheek so tenderly, you feel at peace again.

“I love you too,” he replies without skipping a beat. “No one can handle you as well as I do. And no one sees me for me like you do. We complete each other. We belong together.”

He kisses you silly then, until there’s no more tears left in your body and you’re barely able to breathe anymore. He kisses you until your legs give in and he swoops you up to carry you into your shared bed for the first time in what seems like forever.

He kisses you until it engraves in your mind that there’s no other person for him in this world but you.

SIM JAKE

“Baby, I already apologized.” A groan lingers at the back of his throat but for his own sake he stifles it inside. “I don’t know what else you want me to do.”

You sit on the verge of your shared bed and clench your fingers on the silky duvet. “How about you start showing up to things we both agreed on attending?”

He runs his hand down his face. “I know. It just slipped my mind, that’s all. You know how busy I’ve been this week.”

“This shouldn’t be my business only, though. I mean, for christ’s sake, it’s our wedding! I would really appreciate it if you participated in something for once!”

Flowers and cake. That’s literally all you’ve asked of him to go and pick with you for the wedding reception. Knowing his tight schedule, you picked the date carefully so that it wouldn’t meddle with his work and you could even go grab some dinner afterwards. But your plans all went out the window when he didn’t even bother showing up or giving you a heads up text, standing you up yet another time when it comes to your wedding preparations.

You’re honestly getting tired of it.

“I’ll be there next time,” he assures you quickly as he nervously taps his fingers on the doorway of your bedroom. 

“You said you wouldn’t do that,” your voice wavers as your shoulders drop with resignation. With the back of your hand, you wipe off the tears that made their way down your cheeks. “You promised to help, Jake. But you left me alone with everything, as usual.”

“It’s not even that big of a deal. This can be rescheduled any time. Baby, stop stressin’ so much.”

“But it is a big deal to me!” You cry out, palm reaching up to pinch the bridge of your nose. You breathe out heavily. “I don’t want to do everything by myself! We’re supposed to be in this together! If getting married means that I’m gonna be alone with all the responsibilities that you don’t consider important enough, I’m not even sure if I still want it.”

To back up your words, your hand moves half-consciously to your ring finger and you twist the cool piece of jewelry in between your fingers. 

“No, no, no, no.” Jake moves quickly, nearly tripping over himself as he rushes towards you to desperately clasp your hand in his two and stop you from whatever the hell you were about to do. He drops to his knees in front of the bed, right at your feet. “Baby, you promised you’d never take it off.”

You’re at a loss of words as you look into his wide eyes, the seriousness of your actions only catching up to you now. You gasp quietly, eyes watering just like his, quickly relaxing your tensed hand in his and letting him slide the ring back down your finger, just where it belongs.

Silence envelopes the two of you, besides the sound of your sniffles. 

You feel awful. 

Jake feels even worse. 

Leaning forward, you press your face to his shoulder and melt instantly when he brings a hand to caress your hair. 

“I'm sorry,” you whisper, clenching your hand to feel the cool ring against your skin. “I don't know why I did that. I didn't mean to.”

“I know,” he soothes you just as softly. He stands up from the floor and carefully maneuvers the two of you so that you’re placed on his lap as he sits with his back against the headboard. “It's my fault. I'm sorry. I never meant to disregard your feelings like that.”

At the end of the day, both of you would rather set themselves ablaze than watch the other one hurting. 

You nod silently, heart pounding in your chest before you bring your arms up and throw them over his neck.

“I’m sorry I was so impulsive.”

“No. You did nothing wrong.” His soothing voice carries over the room, enveloping you with warmth. “I promise I'll be here whenever you want me to from now on. I don’t want you to feel neglected by me, especially now when you’re this stressed over the wedding. I won’t let you down, again.” 

“I just need a little help, that’s all,” you mumble tiredly into his skin.

“I know.” His warm lips press to your forehead lovingly. “I’m sorry for being an insensitive douche. It won’t happen again. I’ll take some days off next week, hm?”

The tears on your face dry slowly as your hold on him tightens. “I’d like that a lot.”

“Then it’s done. I'll be all yours and you’ll be all mine then,” he hums and noses at your cheek, finally bringing out a small giggle out of you. After all these years, he still melts at the sound. “I won’t let things get this out of hand again, YN. I promise.”

“Okay,” you whisper. Tilting your head up and bringing his down towards you, you join your lips in a kiss that you’ve been longing for for days. His movements are slow and careful as he tries to soak up as much of the moment as possible. 

His kisses slowly put your broken pieces back together. He never knew how much seeing you cry like this would hurt him. And he’ll make damn sure he won’t ever have to experience again that for as long as you're with him.

“If I have a life to spend, it'll only be with you, sweetheart,” he lowers his voice to match yours, cradling your cheek in the palm of his hand. “You're it for me. I'll never give you a chance to doubt that ever again.”

PARK SUNGHOON

“You’re never home! There’s always a hundred things more important to you than spending an hour of your time with me. Your fucking fiance! Are we really about to get married when you’re clearly so tired of me already?”

Your heart pounds in your chest as you finally voice out everything that’s been sitting on your chest for the past month. Things have not been working out well with the two of you, much to your despair. He’s been neglectful, always too busy to help you with anything – even the wedding related things that you should’ve gotten done weeks ago. 

And you know that he’s swamped with work and it's not his fault. You understand everything. But to ask him to spare you an hour or two of his day shouldn’t be too much. It shouldn’t make him snap at you unlike what he just did the second he came back home. You slowly begin to lose your hope.

“God, have you always been this needy? Why can’t you accept that I can’t always put you first? No matter how much I’d want to, sometimes I just can’t! Deal with this!”

“Fucking- Fine.”

Your hand moves quicker than your brain, and the next thing you know, your shiny ring is being pulled off your finger and resting in the palm of your other hand. 

You can see the disbelief flashing through his face briefly before it completely morphs into a scowl. 

“You really think that this will solve the problem?” He asks, eyebrows narrowed as he glowers at you from across the room. “Really? Does that ring mean so little to you that you go and throw it away with any minor inconvenience?” 

You try to blink away the frustrated tears, hand raking up to brush your hair away from your face. “No, fuck, I just- I don’t know what to do anymore, Sunghoon. I feel like I’m the only one in this relationship. I need you to give me something more because whatever you’re doing now is not enough for me.”

“Well, I’m putting out everything I have, YN! I love you! If that’s still not good enough for you, then maybe it’s not meant to be.”

The silence that falls in the room doesn’t last long as your sudden sob pierces Sunghoon’s ears quickly, making his stomach drop to the soles of his feet. His heart wrenches and twists as the anger simmers down and evaporates from his body within a second, and he’s quickly coming back to his senses at the sight of you breaking down right in front of him. 

“Can’t you just try?” You cry into your hands, shielding your face away from your fiance. “That’s all I’m asking of you. Is it really so hard to try?”

No, it’s not. Sunghoon knows it without a second of thinking. It’s not too hard to try, never if it’s for you. And his throat dries so quickly when he basks in the weight of his words that finally made you break as well. 

“You don’t know how much it hurts to feel like you’re too much for your partner,” you wail with a small voice, shoulders trembling and hands quickly getting damp with tears. “You’ll never know how it is to feel unwanted, because you’ll never have to when you're with me. Because I love you, asshole, but now I’m doubting if you’re saying it back just for the sake of it.”

With air getting stuck in his throat, Sunghoon looks at you wide-eyed before quickly crossing the living room and enveloping you in his arms. His warmth wraps around you in what you've always considered to be safety, but now it just makes you cry more. 

He finds it hard to breathe. The hesitation in your eyes feels like a stab to his chest.

“Of course I still love you,” he says, voice muffled by your hair. 

He hates how he made you feel the opposite. He hates how you’re right and he never had to worry about any reassurement of such kind from your side because you’re just that good to him. And his heart breaks with the realization of how much of a lousy partner he’s been to you when all you ever were was nothing less than perfect.

So he places his hand on the back of your head and presses you even closer to his shoulder as you cry, his own eyes burning with tears at the sound of your sobs and sniffles. 

“I’m sorry. I’m so sorry, my darling,” he apologizes with a heavy heart, fearful of what’s about to come next. “I didn’t mean to neglect you this much. I could say that I’m tired and the work has been a lot lately, but I know these excuses are not enough to make up for my actions.”

You’re mad and hurt, but you love him and would never want to give up on him, so you wrap your arms around his middle and hold him almost as tight as he holds you, burying your wet face in his chest. 

“I love you more than anything, YN.” He pulls away from you only to cup your face and make you look at him. His long fingers wipe away the tears with gentle touch, soothing your stinging skin instantly. “You could never be too much for me. I want all of you. I promise I’ll do better. I’ll love you better.”

And when you’re looking up at him with these shiny eyes of yours, he closes the distance and presses a loving kiss to your swollen lips, hoping to take at least some of the pain away. He doesn’t think he can hold you any tighter. He can’t love you any stronger than right now, and it messes with his head how easily he could’ve had it all ruined only minutes ago. 

He’ll never take your love for granted ever again. Because if he did, he’d never be able to pick up the parts of whatever was left of him, and put himself back together ever again. 

You can feel his warm hand opening your closed palm before he takes the ring you've been clutching so tightly and holds it in between his fingers. 

“Can I put it back on, baby? Please.”

You nod wordlessly while you try to tame your tears. You hold your slightly trembling hand up to him. He takes it, gently, and watches as your bottom lip wobbles while he slides the ring on your finger just like he did months ago. 

“I'll never screw up like that again. You have my word for it.”

You sniffle quietly when he kisses you right on the cool band adorning your skin. “You better not, Park Sunghoon.”

His long fingers caress your cheek, wiping the remains of the tears away. “Can you forgive me, darling?”

You don't need to think long of an answer. “You know I can never stay mad at you. Even if you're a idiot, I'll never stop loving you. You have my whole heart, Hoon. Please, don't ever make me regret trusting you with it.”

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