Shorts from the void

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Dead By Daylight Survivors With Chubby fem (And Low Stamina) Smart Ass Survivor SO

Jake Park
- Do you have a death wish
- He takes so many protection hits for you but at what cost.
- No he doesn't care what Ace thinks its not fucking funny!

You had just pulled a pallet down on Michael Myers, and flipped him off, leaning over the pallet as he stood up tilting his head at you.

"Ffffuuuuuuck. Youuuuuu!" You yelled as he began to lift his leg to smash the pallet in. You ran off albeit not very fast trying to find the next thing to put some space between you. You rounded the corner and a hand shot out of the locker, grabbing your arm and pulling you in.

"What-! Oh-! Jake!" Before you could say anything else his hand was over your mouth.

"Meyers?!" He whisper yelled, dim light from the slats in the locker barely illuminated his face. You could really only focus on how his taller slender frame was pressed against your shorter wider one. "You are trying to piss off fucking Meyers are you kidding me?! And I'm not being mean by saying this but you can not outrun him. Hell most of us can barely do it." He waited for your response, only realizing after that his hand was still covering your mouth.

After removing it you took a heavy sigh. "I got a little carried away-"

"A little?! A little carried away?!" He pauses and looks out to make sure meyers had moved on. "More than a little." He snaps looking back to you.

"Well look, here I am, un caught~." You smirk and he glares at you.

"Only because I-"

"Care about me?" Your smirk grows wider and he rolls his eyes, averting his gaze.

"No." He says flatly and your haw drops.

"Oh? Then I'll just go have a little chat with Michael over there-" you shrug opening the door only for Jake to yank you back in, and kiss you roughly. He parts the kiss just to sigh shakily. His hands coming rest just above your thighs.

"Please don't put yourself in anymore danger than we are already in." He sighs and you nod, pushing back into the kiss.

"Got it... but I might need reminding." You hum quietly and he rolls his eyes leaning in again.

Adam Francis
- You've got to be Shitting me
- Constantly distracting the Killer off of you
- Has a very "if you're going to be stupid you better be tough." Attitude.

You had gotten yourself into another tiff with a killer. Who was it this time? Adam made it a point to stay out of every killers way but here you were, garnering the attention of each one all because you ran your mouth entirely too much.

You were running somewhat in his direction. Honestly, with how pissed you had whoever was chasing you, he probably didn't even have to move. Nevertheless, as you ran by he looped an arm around your waist and pulled you into the bushes. His hand slid down loosely at your stomach.

"Who is it this time?" He hums with a raised eyebrow as you peek over the bushes before he pulls you back down just as the Hag runs by. "God, you have an impeccable talent for finding trouble." He whispers as he picks up a rock and winds back, he throws it hard enough to land against a locker further down, sending her sniffing down the trail.

"Oh you're so smart." You smile turning and straightening out his jacket and tie. He tilts his head back as if to say 'god why me' before he looks back to you, his hands coming to cup your cheeks.

"Please. Please and I really mean it: please don't antagonize her anymore." He groans and you smile, nodding as he squishes your cheeks together. "I mean it."