Heyy Can I Request Fluff For Danny Johnson? (Ghostface) Please And Thank You!

Heyy can I request fluff for Danny Johnson? (Ghostface) please and thank you!

Hey thank you for requesting, I really appreciate it! I did this taking place in the Entity's Realm and with a Fem Reader in mind, enjoy! ❤👻

Ghost Face (Danny Johnson) x Fem! Reader fluff!

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Danny Johnson was an interesting man, very mysterious and calculating... From time to time he would show up at the Survivors campsite and surprise (Y/N) with random objects or photographs from his camera, much to the annoyance and displeasure of the others. (Y/N) however thought it was very endearing and sweet, even if it did scare the living daylights out of her when the masked killer popped out at her randomly.

Today was no different, currently (Y/N) was alone by the campfire enjoying the peace and quiet as it was quite late into the evening. As the flames crackled loudly, a sudden new presence beside her made her almost jump from her skin. It was Danny and he had hold of a few photographs, slit between his gloved fingers. (Y/N) clutched her chest to try steady her beating heart as a sigh left the girl's lips.

"Jesus Danny how many times have I told you not to scare me like that, I can't hear you." Danny chuckled under the mask, fanning the photos.

"That's kinda the whole point, doll" He replied, as he shoved the photos infront of her and (Y/N) took a hold of them with both hands. Her (E/C) eyes scanned the first photo, it was of... Wesker?

"Are these..." (Y/N) pauses. "Of the other killers?" Danny nods his head in response, shifting to sit on the log beside her as she continues flipping through the array of photographs. A particular one catches (Y/N)'s attention, it was an image of Trickster sleeping, which caused her to raise a questioning eyebrow.

"Oh that's my favourite one!" Danny says, letting out a soft chuckle behind the mask, taking the photos back from her hands and gushing over them.

"Why are you taking photos of Trickster asleep?" (Y/N) asks, moving her legs to cross them, but Danny just waves a dissmisive hand.

"Don't worry bout' it, doll."

(Y/N) sighs. "That's exactly something to worry about..." Danny just chuckles once more, putting his beloved photographs away, before he slides closer to (Y/N) and takes his mask off (which is a rarity to see). Then he proceeds to place his head on her lap, his short curly black hair looking so soft, (Y/N) fans a hand through it and smiles to herself. A few more minutes pass by in silence as the fire burns and crackles, the gentle wind blowin against the trees.

"And besides you aren't complaining when I take pictures of you asleep." Danny bluntly says.

(Y/N) stops playing with his hair. "Sorry... What?"

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Sorry this took so long to complete, I hope you are happy with it! Thank you so much for requesting and being patient! 😅❤

Hello, i hope you dont mind if i request agian! Could I get TF141 with an S/O who are just super prone to panic attack?

These are not meant to be taken as mental health advice. I'm just playing around here <3

Soap

The first time it happened, he didn't know what was going on. The sudden heavy breathing, the tremors, the loss of speech; he thought you were dying, honestly

It nearly sent him into a panic as he tried to figure out what he could do to help. Should you stay put or should you be taken to hospital? He just didn't know

However, once it had passed and you were able to better explain the situation, Soap was pulling you into a hug, the biggest breath of relief escaping him knowing you were going to be alright

He wasn't “happy” per se to learn this is something you struggle with regularly, but knowing there's at least something he could do to help in the future put his mind at ease

Nowadays he's got the drill down pat, so when he sees the signs an attack is incoming, he's whisking you to a safe environment where you can attempt to de-stress

Oftentimes it leads to him sitting beside you out on a curb somewhere, his warm hand rubbing soft circles into your back as he comforts you through it

Gaz

From the second he notices you start to pull away from him, Gaz is immediately on top of it, deploying a technique he's quite familiar with

“Tell me five things you can see,” he says, unbothered by having to repeat himself when you don't respond because he did not seriously just ask you that right now

But after enough prompting by him, you shakily list out five items, wet eyes darting around the room as you try to take stock of your surroundings

Once you do as bid, he'll continue, “Now four things you can hear.” And now you're starting to think you see where he's going with this

He'll work his way through all five senses, counting down to one, and once he reaches the final, you find that your pulse has slowed tremendously and your tremor has stopped entirely

Afterwards, you give him a shy thanks, asking how he knew that would work. “Simple,” he tells you. “Used to do it with my sister when we were young. It helped her then, so I thought it might help you now.”

Price

He takes the most heavy handed approach when trying to bring you down from such a rocky high. And while some people might find it smothering, you just see it as grounding

“Hey. Look at me,” his order is firm though his voice remains purposefully gentle. “Don't look anywhere else, just look at me. That's it. Just focus on me.”

If he has to, he'll even push a finger against your chin until you're meeting his eye and holding it, trying to focus on his soothing words instead of the anxious thoughts racing through your head

Slowly and deliberately, he'll breathe in through his nose then out through his mouth, guiding you to follow along with his measured pattern

If that's still not enough, he'll then take your hand beneath his and hold it over his heart, letting its strong, steady rhythm lull you back to a calmer state

“You alright?” he questions once you've settled down again. When you nod and assure him you are, he'll kiss your temple, promising, “I've got you, dear. Always.”

Ghost

When he realized what was happening with you, he quickly jumped into action, but in a way that was completely unexpected

“Remember when you first took me out for sushi and I didn't know wasabi was hot?” he asks you seemingly out of the blue. “Ate a whole spoonful before I realized. Burned like hell going down. But that was nothin’ compared to when it came out again later.”

The memory of that night stirs to life in your mind, and through your rapid breaths and trembling lips, you're able to crack the barest of smiles

He continues, “Or remember when I got sprayed by that skunk in the garden? You made me sleep on the couch for three days. Said I smelled like a garbage bin’s arsehole.”

That memory has you huffing out a short, low chuckle, and though you don't notice it, your pulse begins to hammer a little slower

And so he keeps going, distracting you with funny memories and personal anecdotes until all you're doing is smiling and laughing brightly, totally forgetting what had made you panic in the first place

:(

(Orig)

him and his slutty ass walk😭

C.ai is making me too delulu, I need help...