Hello! May I Request Ghostface (preferably Danny Johnsons Ghostie) With A Punk! Male S/O Who Likes To

Hello! May I request ghostface (preferably danny Johnson’s ghostie) with a punk! Male S/O who likes to start fist fights for fun but is actually really sweet! Thank you

A/n: Loving the Danny prompts you guys are coming up with. Also sorry if this isn't exactly what you wanted I got a little carried away with this one.

Tw: Mentions of stalking, harassment, knives, obsession and cursing

Tonight was the night. Danny was going to do it. Danny Johnson had been stalking you for a while now. You’d met Danny by mere chance. But that once interaction had him hooked on you like a drug, leaving him wanting more.

Danny had first encountered you at the grocery store, nothing special really. Danny hadn’t exactly been paying attention to his surroundings as he should've, seeing as how there seemed to be even more people than usual. 

But Danny had been hyper focused on finding the last item on his grocery list, eager to get out from the overcrowded store in a hurry. Unfortunately that led to him turning around a little too quickly ending with him smacking in your chest, sending him flying to the ground and all of his grocery items with him.

Danny groaned, rubbing his head, until a shadow was cast over him grabbing his attention immediately. Danny's head snapped up to be greeted by a man about his age, a concerned expression gracing his features. 

Danny would be lying if he said he wasn’t a tad bit intimidated by you if not a little intrigued as well. Your face was bandaged poorly, barely doing their job to hide the deep cuts littering your face.

Your knuckles had been bandaged up, but it didn’t hide the bruising on your hands. Not to mention the dried blood seeping through the white bandages. Danny’s trance was broken by one of your bruised hands being extended to him. 

“Are you okay? I’m really sorry about that.”

Danny could feel his face heat up at your words, not expecting this sort of kindness from a stranger.

Not to mention your voice, it was so smooth yet it held a velty roughness to it, mixing together to create the sweetest sound. Danny took hold of your hand savoring the feeling of your rough hands clasping his as you pulled him back up to his feet. Danny offered a smile 

“Nah you're fine.” Danny responded, ignoring the fact it was pretty much his fault. Danny crouched back down to collect his scattered items off the ground. 

“Oh! Here let me help you with that.” you exclaimed, quickly joining him on the dirty, stained floor clumsily picking up his items and placing them all back into his bag. Once you had finished picking everything up.

“Again I’m so sorry dude sometimes I just don’t notice stuff around me.” you offered a lopsided smile as you threw your arm back rubbing your neck awkwardly. 

“Don’t worry about it.” Danny assured, Danny's gaze shifted to the fridge door he was trying to get to in the first place. 

Danny’s smile flattered as he realized the case was empty. Now he was going to have to go home without any milk, which sure wouldn’t be that bad if cereal wasn’t the only thing he had for breakfast each day.

Danny eyebrows furrowed as a sour expression graced his features. He cursed softly underneath his breath, grabbing your attention. 

“What?” you asked, concerned in his sudden shift in mood. 

“Nothing, It’s just they don’t have the last item on my list anymore.” he muttered bitterly, counting to glare at the empty shelves. You followed his gaze, then suddenly it clicked. 

“Oh, you need milk?” you asked him, turning back around Danny shifted his attention back to you.  

“How did you know?” he asked, quivering an eyebrow. You didn’t respond, instead you began digging through your own bag, Danny watched you with curious eyes. His curious expression flattered as you pulled out a jug of milk handing it to him with a smile.

“Here! I don’t really need it anyways. I was trying to get one before I ran out, but I still have some at home.” you replied.

Danny opened his mouth to thank you but you interrupted him.

“Well it was nice talking to you but I have to go, bye!” you smiled waving to him before parting ways.

Well at least that’s what you thought. Danny wasn’t ready to part ways, just couldn’t get you out of his head even with such a small interaction he was craving more.

The kindness you showed him, your handsome features, your silky voice. He needed more of you. He just needed a little bit more, well that's what he thought at least. 

He decided it would just be for the day, he followed you around discreetly so as to not gain your attention, but close enough to where he could take all of you in.

But the more he watched you the harder he fell. And soon one day turned into a couple weeks and a couple weeks turned into a month. At this point he knew everything about you, your favorite color, favorite movie, your sleep schedule.

A month and he hadn’t interacted with you once, it was killing him! But that’s why he was here tonight.

He was finally going to repay your kindness. Perched in a tree on the left side of your house he got the perfect view into your house from the window below, that window also just so happened to show the phone sitting on the table on the other side of the glass. 

Danny quickly slid out his phone from one of his cloak pockets, dialing your number with the swift punch of a few buttons. He watched the phone in anticipation waiting for you to pick it up.

Danny felt a wave of joy sweep through his body as he watched your figure walk over to the table taking the phone of the receiver.

“Hello?”

Danny felt his stomach twist, a sickeningly sweet feeling filled his chest. 

“Hello?”

Danny responded back, mirroring your puzzled tone with a twist, his voice was gritty and low, in an almost sinister way. 

“Do I know you?” you accusingly as you lifted an eyebrow, your head turned to look at the clock hanging from your living room wall. Who could possibly want to call you at eleven-thirty at night.

You thought, looking away from your clock and back to the phone.

“No, but I know you.” he chuckled darkly “I know a lot about you.” he said his voice dropping an octave with the eerie reply.

You froze for a moment before your eyebrow furrowed together and a rush of anger took hold of you. 

“Fuck you, asshat.” you spat as you slammed down the receiver. Stomping into your kitchen out of Danny's sight. Danny grinned behind the mask. You were no pussy. Danny had to respect that. But could you survive an encounter with him face to face? He was about to find out.

Slipping out from his original hiding spot he scoped around your house sticking to the shadows as he crept around, until taking notice of the cracked bathroom window.

Hastily he used his knife to force open the window sliding into the room still completely undetected.

Danny pulled out his phone from his pocket once again. Dialing your number again he cracked open the bathroom door, a small creak escaping from the rusty hinges as he watched you. You walked back to the phone picking it up quickly. 

“Yes?” you asked your tone doing very little to hide the fact you were annoyed as hell. 

“Hello, again.” Danny taunted back. His voice shifted back to a more sinister tone, the grin on his face evident in his voice. 

“What the hell do you want?” you growled. 

Ghostface crept out from his hiding spot behind the door, now out in the light still without you knowing. He drew his knife from his pocket, raising it as he began slowly walking up behind you.

“I want you to turn around.” your eyes widened as your head snapped around so fast you almost gave yourself whiplash to see the masked man, knife raised at you.

He quickly lunged at you, sending you both to the ground. Danny straddled your torso, his thighs trapping you beneath him. You squirm underneath him trying to free at least one of your arms, so at least you’d still have a chance of running while you still could.

Your eyes widened in horror as you saw the metal knife in his gloved hand being raised once again. 

Your face scrunches up and your eyes clenched shut, not wanting to see whatever he was going to do to you.

You braced yourself for the feeling of the sharp metal blade piercing itself through the soft flesh of your stomach. You waited but the feeling never came instead you felt a gloved hand cup the side of your face. In such a soft way, as though you were made of glass, harsh movements would break you.

Confused, you opened your eyes to see the mask of your former attacker had been moved slightly just enough to where you could see his lips. Suddenly he moved closer to your face, his hot breath dancing down your neck.

Your breath hitched, as your face grew hot. Suddenly his lips were pressed against yours. You could feel your stomach twist up, this was wrong, but it felt so good. The feeling of his rough lips contrasting with your soft ones made your heart beat pick up. Slowly he parted from you breathlessly.

Without saying anything he quickly jumped off you. Walking over to the window closest to the two of you, opening it as if nothing had happened. He threw one of his legs over the stool of the window, now perched on the stool he turned to you grinning at you before sliding his mask back over his face.

“See you later, pretty boy.” he whispered in a teasing tone, before disappearing out the window. You sat there on the floor in awe before your face exploded into a dark shade of red. 

Silently hoping that he’d come back.

A/N: Woof this is long

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

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WHAT I'M WRITING FOR AT THE MOMENT: Markiplier egos, Rottmnt, Danny Johnson

Currently only writing for: Gender-neutral reader, Masc Reader, Nb Reader, Trans Readers, and others if specified BUT NO FEM

FANDOMS I WRITE FOR

♡Newsies (movie and broadway version)

Jack

Crutchie

Spot

Racetrack

Davey

♡Slashers

Ghostface (Danny Johnson)

Michael Myers

Leatherface

Thomas Hewitt

♡Markiplier egos

Darkiplier

Engineer Mark

Wilford Warfstauche

Damien

Actor Mark

Yancy

Googleiplier

Bingiplier

Eric Derekson

♡Adventure time

Fern

♡Fnaf security breach

Glamrock Freddy

Moondrop

Sundrop

♡Detroit become human

Conner

Markus

Simon

Daniel

♡ Owl house

Hunter

Luz

Amity

♡ Madness combat

Deimos

Hank

Sanford

♡The outsiders

Darry

Ponyboy

Sodapop

Dally

Two-bit

♡Heathers

JD

Veronica

♡Rottmnt

Leo

Donnie

Mikey

Raph

April?

♡Tf2

Scout

Engineer

Medic

Sniper

Spy

Demoman

Miss Pauling

♡Outlast

Miles

Waylon

Blake

Eddie

♡Wally Darling

Wally

♡Spider verse

Hobbie

Pav

Miguel

Miles

Peter

Gwen ♡Call of duty

Ghost

Soap

König What I won't write!

-Pedophilia

-Incest

-Any fetish stuff

-Any S3lf harm scenarios

-Any sort of underage reader in romantic situations

-Fem reader

-Poly stuff

What I will write!

♡Fluff

♡Angst

♡One-shots

♡Drabbles

♡Headcannons

♡Scenarios

♡Nsfw

♡LGBTQ+ stuff

♡General questions about character or my take on their world or anything like that!

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me: i like this thing! my brain: excellent, it’s your reason to live now. you won’t be able to think about anything else for a few days, weeks or even months. talking about virtually anything else will be a nightmare, but so will be talking about The Thing, because no one shares your level of enthusiasm. have fun!

Anon here for the dino yokia the fricking fluff made my teeth rot in a good way ! Great work !

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I've got brain worms for Googleplier. Head canons for what living with him would be like please and thank you? Would he be trying to kill me every second? Break my chinaware?

A/n: Haven't posted actual content in a while sorry about that, kinda lost motivation for a while but I'm back!

Genre: Headcannons, Fluff, Crack

Living with this man is…an experience to say the least

When he first started adjusting to living with you it seemed as though your very presences was enough to piss him off 

He wanted nothing to do with you whatsoever, asking him to do the bare minimum would provoke a groan and eye roll before he gets up to only completely butcher whatever you had requested of him

Ask him for a glass of water? Drops it right in front of you

Ask him if he could help with the dishes? Breaks ten plates within the ten seconds he came over to ‘help’ you

Literally ask him to help with anything and he will destroy it in the most passive aggressive manner possible 

After a while of spending time around you however he found himself beginning to enjoy your company to an extent 

Though he wouldn’t ever actually tell you this

You did notice however that he wouldn’t let out as many exaggerated sighs or groans when you’d ask him for the weather for the day, or if he would help you out with something

Which was very much appreciated when he didn’t drop your groceries harshly to the ground as soon as he stepped inside your house

Write anything around you and he’ll occasionally peak over to see what your doing, if he sees any sort of spelling mistakes he’ll be prompt to snatch your laptop and correct any sort of mistakes he sees 

God forbid you don’t use correct grammar and spelling in texts because I wish i was kidding when I say he will block you 

If he feels nice he’ll occasionally cook for you, he’s pretty good considering he can download any sort of cooking program 

Cleaning is a big no always, he won’t ever do it, you can’t and will not get him to do it 

Occasionally just to be an asshole he’ll hide things in your kitchen from you and if you ask him about a certain objects disappearance he’ll simply object to knowing anything about it in the first place

“Hey, Google, have you seen the butter anywhere??” 

“I have not, perhaps you forgot to by some, I will add ‘butter’ to your shopping list” 

He knows what he's doing, and he’s enjoying every second of your confusion 

If you ever get him any sort of present during the holidays or anything like that he’ll genuinely be so confused

“I don’t understand the purpose of this”

“It’s a hat? You know for like when it gets cold out?” 

“I know what a hat is, that’s not what I meant”

He’ll be somewhat appreciative of it, considering he didn’t even expect you to get him anything

Though he’ll show his gratitude in different ways, such as checking up on you, reminding you to take care of yourself like showering, eating, getting enough sleep, etc

A/n: Sorry if this isn't my best work I'm trying to get back to writing again