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Helluu here to make a slasher request because I’m currently fixated on them also-

Anyways my fav is ghostface so can I have a headcannon of ghostie with a reader who just, like, refuses to die? As in they always find a way to escape or fight him off, they will not go down easy.

Also I’m a sucker for danny johnson’s ghostface so if you can write for him that would be great. Pretty please :) And thank you :) Alright bye :)

A/n: Been a hot second since I posted. Thank you so much for requesting. I love Danny Johnson so much

Tw: Cursing, Mention of injuries, Knifes, Danny being an asshole

Gn Reader

What. The. Fuck 

That’s his genuine first reaction when you manage to sucker punch him into your sink as you clumsily scamper away from him as he watches you in awe of what had just happened 

Obviously he hadn’t given up on chasing you, he wouldn’t stop without a fight, but neither would you

He hadn’t even scared you

Sure you don’t necessarily want to be stabbed by him but your not afraid of putting up a fight

There was a point he really thought he had you

Your leg had a gash sliced through your calf limping pathetically you made your way outside 

Hoping you could make it over to your neighbors house to call the police, as you ran Danny jumped out swiping at you with his blade

In an attempt to avoid getting slashed you quickly jumped back evading the knife 

As you lost your balance form the sudden action you stumbled back as you were plunged into the pool 

Danny grinned taking the opportunity to try and keep you under the water, it seemed the easiest way to keep you down

Well that's what Danny thought 

That was until you wrapped your arms around his neck pulling him down with you deeper into the water you kicked him down under the water as you swam up to the top hastily dragging yourself over to your neighbors

He had to admit he was beginning to like you

It had become almost weekly routine he would break in attempting to kill you and you would kick his ass managing to scamper away  

He was somewhat sadistic in a way teasing you with the blade in hand, he liked to play with his victims 

But you never seemed to flatter 

Eventually he didn’t really pose as a threat since you could absolutely beat him up and you knew every single trick he could pull 

And honestly you began to kind of enjoy his visit well once he gave up on trying to kill you that is 

You sat on your kitchen island, book in hand and coffee in the other. One might say coffee at 1:30 wasn’t a good idea in the slightest. But those were people who had intentions of sleeping.

You however, happened to be expecting some uninvited company. It was most certainly better to stay awake than to let him catch you off guard.

Almost on cue a muffled crash could be heard from your downstairs as well as the soft cursing from the black cloaked man. You smiled as you heard the heavy thudding of footsteps trailing up the staircase as the door was slammed open. Your smile flattered as you cringed at the sound. 

“Did you really have to slam the door?” you asked, quirking an eyebrow at the clad man. 

“Well maybe I wouldn’t if I didn’t trip over your fucking plant.” he growled hastily swiping away at the dirt covering his cloak. You snickered.

“It’s not fucking funny.” he hissed roughly dragging the stool across from you out from under the table. 

You grinned, propping your chin up with your arm. “Really? I think it is” 

“You know I could slice your stomach open right now if I wanted to” he taunted waving his knife around. 

“You know I’ll kick your ass.” you retorted back to him. Your remark was met with silence from the ghost masked man in front of you. 

You stretched your arms yawning.

“Well this has been nice but I still have to work tomorrow.” he states as you push yourself from the island.

“See you tomorrow.” you smile waving at the masked man as he slips out the patio door.

“Yeah, see you.” he murmured. However he knew he’d be paying you another visit later tonight. And maybe this time he’d get you.

Gonna be posting more after this

Medicine

A/n: Wanted to torture Danny so I did. You know, as a treat

Tw: Knifes, Blood, Injury's, Violence, Gore, Cursing

Gn Reader

Danny groaned, as he stared into the navy blue of the dark sky. Feeling himself space out as the soft breeze kissed his face as it blew past him, a chill creeping down his spine as he glared into the void glimmers of light shining down taunting him, the stars had always left him feeling empty.

He looked up at these giants of light and suddenly felt so small, it left him feeling helpless. He hated it. Yet somehow when his thoughts drifted back to you, he felt a wave of relief, his muscles loosened as his chest grew tight. Why the hell was he thinking of you? You weren’t supposed to be anything to him. 

You were nothing. 

Then why did he hesitate? Why was his gloved hand shaking before your fearful eyes, gazing upon his shaking figure. Your ragged breath, guilting him, making him feel so filthy. This fear is what he thrived off of! Then why did he feel so helpless?

Running from him like he was some sort of animal. He hated the way you looked at him. Your pretty eyes filled with horror when he came into view.

Why couldn’t you look at him with kinder eyes? No, what the hell was he talking about. He shook himself from these uncharacteristically mushy thoughts.

Since when did Danny Johnson have time to be existential? Not enough time if you asked him. He still needed to get you and that asshole Jake if he wanted to win this round. He wasn’t really looking to be punished by the Entity again this week. 

Danny crouched back down surveying the surrounding area carefully. He knew you were here somewhere. One of those brats from earlier had ratted you out to him hoping he’d spare them in return, fat chance. Didn’t really matter because this would finally be over.     

Danny was interrupted by the sound of rustic metal gears of a generator being finished and with that. The loud siren of the gates opening. Danny's head snapped around right as you and Jake sprinted from your hiding spot in the bushes nearby. 

The heavy thudding of footsteps gave your position. Danny's heart almost stopped when his eyes drifted to you and Jake's hands. That asshat had the fucking adacuity to hold your hand. Danny's gripp on his knife grew tighter and tighter until he could no longer feel his hand. His jaw clenched as his breath shifted to ragged and distorted breathing. 

His eyes held a storm of rage. Adrenaline filled his body as he felt his legs carrying him towards you two, almost as if he was on autopilot. 

As soon as Danny was close enough Danny plunges his knife into the brunette back causing him to let out a blood curdling scream as he fell to the ground with a sharp thud. But Danny was finished.

His mind was clouded with a fog of hatred. Danny snarled as Jake cried attempting to crawl away from the masked man. Danny watched the pathetic display. Almost like he was a cat playing with its prey. 

But not this time Danny was in no mood to taunt, he felt an animalistic charge fill him. As he plopped down onto Jake preventing him from crawling away.

Danny ripped the knife from Jake's back causing the man beneath him to whimper. His cries of pain were caught off as Danny plunged the knife into his back once more pushing it deeper into his back twisting it as a cracking sound echoed out, but it wasn’t enough. 

Danny kept pushing until there were no more screams, no more struggling, just gurgling as a crimson liquid began to pour from Jake's mouth as he stopped moving completely. Silence. 

Danny ripped the knife out as he pushed himself off the body beneath him. 

He looked up to see your horrified expression, your face pale, your lip quivered as you stared at the dead body of your friend. 

Danny glared at you, as he stomped over to you. Forcing you up, by roughly grabbing the collar of your shirt. It seemed something in you had snapped as you began to scream and kick against him. 

“Stop it.” he growled as you continued to scream and cry. Danny’s face twisted to one of frustration. Losing his patience he threw you to the ground, quickly he stomped down on your leg as hard as he could, stopping you from scampering away.

Danny grabbed a fist full of your hair dragging you from the exit. Your cries and pleas fell upon deaf ears. Danny tossed you over his shoulder making his way to a nearby hook, the sky twisted into a muggy gray. He threw you up onto the hook. 

“Why did it have to be him.” he asked though the question sounded more demanding than he intended. You looked him in the eyes once again the same fearful expression gracing your features, leaving a bitter feeling in Danny's stomach. 

“Why couldn’t you look at me like that.” Danny's voice barely over a whisper, not bothering to lift his head up, he could feel hot tears of frustration run down his cheeks. He knew the entity had come for you; there was nothing he could do but watch. There were no happy endings for monsters, and especially not for him.

Housewife!Ghostface

A/n: I decided to write this impulsively at 2am because I've been holding onto this idea for a while now. If you guys like it I'd be happy to do a part two of these headcannons or even a full fic, just let me know!

Synopsis: Modern Au with Danny Johnson where Danny has made himself comfortable as your full time housewife!

Pairing: Housewife! Danny and Gn! Reader

Housewife! Danny who wakes up before you, so that he can breakfast for you before you go to work

Danny knows all of your favorites by heart so whatever you want to eat, he’s got it down, he’s already accustomed to what you prefer to have 

Danny melts whenever you give him the slightest bit of validation or approval for his hard work, you know how hard he works to please you 

Housewife Danny spends most of his day cleaning up around the house, doing simple chores like vacuuming, doing the dishes, making the beds, sweeping ect. 

Tidying up the house for when you return home, he only wants the best for his lover of course 

Though he also leaves occasionally to run errands, grocery shopping, picking up orders from around town, among other things 

But he makes sure to keep track of time so he can come home before you so that he can cook your favorite as well as wash the blood down the drain

When you return home from your long day at work Danny is there waiting to greet you with a welcoming hug, and after a tiring day Danny's strong arms embracing you against his soft, plush chest is the closest to heaven you think you’ll ever get

He’s already set the table of course with your favorite meal hand prepared by Danny himself

Over dinner Danny’s very inquisitive about your day, he’ll listen to you ramble on and on about one specific coworker whos been bothering you lately, or how you got there exactly on time, or maybe even a compliment your boss gave you

Whatever you want to talk about he’s all ears, or maybe you had an exhausting day and all you want to do is relax 

He’s got you, he’ll offer to give you a message, or start up a bath for you, maybe if your feeling up for you and him could watch some TV in the bedroom, anything you want to watch  

God forbid anything happens to you, if you ever come to Danny even slightly distraught he’s engulfed with rage and this is one of the only times you’ll see Danny's face shift from the warm smile he offers you to something cold, something dangerous that you can’t quite read

Though he’ll assure you he’s not upset that way his eyes show a glimmer of fury you doubt his words though you never say this to his face

He’ll never pressure you to talk about anything but he is pushy for names, if you're hesitant about giving in to his requests he’ll start sweet talking you until you give in 

“Please my dear, I won’t do anything without your say so, but I need to know who brought my angle to tears, just let me fix it love.”  

Though you do find it strange how seemingly out of nowhere the co-worker who had been bothering you stopped coming into work only a day after Danny had interrogated you

You’ve only know Danny to be a sweet, charming, man who wants nothing but the best for you and he’s given you no reason not to trust him, so how could you think anything of it but a coincidence 

Though you never know what Danny really gets up to when he does his errands, what you don’t know won’t hurt you right?

After all he’s grown attached to the role he’s been given as your Housewife <3 

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Infatuation

A/n: The tumblr girlies gonna love this one, this isn't all explicit it's got some fluff in it surprisingly, I don't know the Danny Johnson brainrots hit me in the middle of the night

Warnings: explicit content, brief mentions of nudity, hickeys,

Gn! Reader, no pronouns used

You gasped, as Danny began to kiss and suck every inch of your now exposed neck. Fresh hickeys blooming along your soft skin.

Your attempt to pry the cloaked man off you proved futile as he continued, devouring you like a wild animal, drinking in your senses as you wriggled under neath his arousing touch.

Your heavy lidded eyes tried desperately to stay open as they lazily darted across the room watching, expecting someone to walk in on you two at any moment, you’d be mortified if another survivor walked in on you, the way you turned to putty in the masked man's hands, the way your legs shook under his touch, a lustful fog filling your head and all you could think about was him and how good he made you feel.

Danny's hips thrusted into yours, pinning you to the wall as his hands slowly traveled down your body, sending shivers down your spine as your breath hitched.

His hands cupped your ass as he lifted you into his arms, instinctively your legs wrapped around his torso not wanting to be dropped onto the muddy floor below you. Danny pulled away for a moment offering you a shit eating grin obviously proud of how you clung to him so needily.

“Getting comfy, babe?” he poked, using the pet name he liked to taunt you with, and while you couldn’t see the rest of his face through the mask you knew if you did he would look just as cocky.

You offered him a light hearted glare, trying your best to look irritated as you rolled your eyes.

“Do you ever shut up?” you quipped, Danny let out a raspy chuckle, before his face was back to being buried in the crook of your neck laying kisses and marks along your skin, his tongue gliding across you like a brush against paper.

You tried stifling your breathy moans as Danny drew closer and closer to your collarbone, you held your breath, clenching your eyes shut before he paused, much to your surprise. Your eyes fluttered open, as you arched a brow. 

“Why’d you stop?” your voice came out meek, almost a hush of disappointment.  

“Take your shirt off.” your eyes widened at his sudden demand. 

“What!?” you whispered, suddenly mindful of your volume, fearful someone was listening. 

“I can’t taste all of that pretty body of yours with this in the way.” he purred, twisting the hem of your shirt. You paused for a moment, maybe this wouldn’t be all so bad if you could get something out of it too. You gave out a low hum in response. 

“Okay, I’ll take my shirt off, if you take your mask off.” a complacent look spreading across your face as the masked man fell silent, before letting out an airy sigh. 

“Deal.” you grinned, your eyes brightening as he began to tug the mask off, revealing his short choppy black hair, his brown eyes meeting yours once again as that signature smirk returned. 

“Like what you see?” he cooed 

“Fuck, your hot.” you whispered, no trace of maliciousness in your tone as you watched Danny with admiration. Danny felt his face become warm and a fuzzy feeling clouded his chest. He wasn’t becoming flustered, fuck, no way. 

“Your turn.” he mustered, his confidence returning as he shook the fluffy thoughts from mind. 

“Alright put me down.” Danny obliged, setting you to the ground as you began to pull and tug the thin cotton shirt off revealing your now bare top. You felt

Danny's predatory gaze send goosebumps up and down your skin. Danny ponced on you like a hungry dog. Quickly pinning you to the wall once again. You felt your heart hammering against your chest. 

“I’m gonna have a lot of fun with you, babe.”

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