Shorts from the void

DBD Killers x Reader

Dead By Daylight Killers Catching Chubby (and low stamina) fem Smart Ass Survivor.

Super self indulgent bare with me lol do i write the killers as creeps? Yes some of them... but they're my creeps.

CW: groping, cursing, Not edited and revised yet.

Danny (GhostFace)
- Get's a kick out of it.
- Will fuck with you specifically to get a rise out of you.
- Knows you don't often get far so he will take care of everyone else and leave you to play with last.

"Oh for fucks sake!" You yelled breathlessly slamming a pallet down on him, Ghost face. Most of the killers at least warranted a head start to run or hide, but this bastard just kept on your ass like it was personal. What's worse is the Entity seemed to gather sick pleasure from keeping you in a particularly low stamina. You'd think it would improve with countless trials but no- youre still out of breath running up the second floor of midwhich elementary school let alone walking them.

Your legs quickly began aching not long into the chase, and you thought maybe you could lose him around the corner by hoping into a locker.

All seemed okay, peering through the slats of the locker until his mask quickly came into view as he opened the door.

"Surprise baby~" He sounded delighted as you screamed trying to slap his hands away as he easily hoisted you over his shoulder. His arm between your legs and gripping your thigh, keeping you in place.

"You fucking cunt put me down!" You yelled hitting against his back, trying to get out of his grasp. He gives a squeeze to your thigh making you let out a particularly pathetic whimper. His fingers digging in to nerves making it tickle rather than hurt.

"Oh jesus just fuckin throw me down and mori me at this point." You all but gave up after that. That was god damn embarrassing. You hear him laugh too. "You fucking asshole." You groan ready to embrace the hook at this point.

"Quite a mouth you got sweetheart." He grins throwing you off his should and instead of the cool piercing of metal in your back you hit the concrete instead. "You sit tight and clean up that pretty little mouth of yours, I'll be back for you~." You watch in horror as he leaves. Was that a promise or a threat?!

Evan (Trapper)
- Okay now hang on. this is just a job.
- Is actually uncomfortable by your use of language, if not for the circumstances would probably ask you to be "more lady like"
- Does get a kick out of being able to catch you so easily though.

He Hadn't run across another survivor quite as vulgar as you. Maybe it was because everyone else could outrun him. Blood lust came easy when he was chasing you down as you hopelessly threw down pallets just to gain precious inches of space between the two of you. He didn't really enjoy the killing, it was simply a job he did to save his own skin.

But, he found a bit of sadistic thrill in hunting you down, or maybe it was just seeing you squirm.

"Hey Trapper? Do me a favor and get off my fucking dick for once! It's chaffing you fuck!" You yelled from a piece of machinery as he looked up at you.

Truly, did you have to use this language?

He stared up at you like maybe you would change your mind and just climb down. Instead he sighed, placing a bear trap down and walking around effectively trapping you in.

Trapper, is that what you people called him? Never the less as he makes his way up the machinery you seem to trust your luck as you climbed over the ledge. He certainly didn't mind, watching your figure maneuver before you jumped, effectively catching yourself right in the trap.

"Oh sonofabitchfuckmefuckingcocksuckershitfuckBITCH!"

Honestly this was ridiculous. He reaches down and picks you up like this mornings newspaper,

"Oh-!" Your high pitched sound of surprise takes him off guard. He wouldn't mind those noises out of you compared to the string of garbage normal spewing from your lips. His rough hands wrap around the two of your legs because he's not a pig like some of these killers (*cough cough Danny*) but as you go quiet unable to even squirm you still manage to murmur out insults with just half the effort from before.

"Must you." He groans throwing you over his shoulder once again as your supple body sinks onto a meat hook. He winces slightly trying to drown out the immediate screams before walking off to find the others. The sound you had made earlier still lingering in the back of his head.

Frank (Legion)
- Feeds into it the most. Thinks its hilarious
- Has a short temper so it can go from playful to blood thirsty in the blink of an eye
- He has a thing for for watching you struggle, specifically carrying you. Mmm. Gets him excited.

Jesus you talk too much for someone who can't even outrun him. Maybe that was your only option.

Though he was taking great pleasure in the fact that you had been collecting crows in a locker after realizing the inside handles had been lined with razor blades.

"What?! you fucking asshole! Quit standing there and open the door!" You growled unwilling to give in to his sick games.

"Oh you'd like that." He grinned. Before flipping his knife. You watched through the slats in the locker and he hummed.

"Look everyone else is dead. You might even be able to make it out~." He chuckles. Why did he have such an easy time saying that? You knew the others were just back at camp but... you hated that.

"Open the door for me and I will you jackass." You crossed your arms. The two of you could do this all day. Finally he hums before opening the locker. The knife driving into the wood behind you makes you scream as he grabs you and begins carrying.

"You're some kind of pervert you know that!?" You wiggle away from him but his grasp is firm as he barks out laughter.

"Oh come now sweet face I know you like it..." he throws you down next to the hatch and you roll over, sitting up on your elbows not sure if you should trust him. He stands there expectantly.

"I can shut it and let you die here if you want." He flips his mask up and grins. You begrudgingly crawl towards the hatch, the first half of your body is near in when you mumble.

"Fucking asshole." And the hatch slams down on your back. It hurts- fuck it hurts. And youre half suspended in the vacuum of the abyss when you hear him chuckle.

"See now that's just not nice..." he whispers and as you're wiggling you feel his hand on the back of your thigh. "A little thank you at least..." her murmurs and before you can say anything his fingers dig into the meat of your thigh making you squirm.

"Haa-! Thank you!" You more or less yelp the words and he laughs, a quick slap to your ass leaves you speechless as he lifts the hatch door enough for you to slip through completely.