Dead By Daylight Oneshots x Reader

F-Reader X Deathslinger (Fluff)

"Bet!!"  Dwight shouted by the campfire. "I bet that y/n doesn't make it fifteen minutes in his realm while she gets my shoelace." He sat down on a stump biting into a corn on the cob he had found and roasted. 

"First, you should get your own shoelace after YOU lost it.  Second, I bet she would last fifteen minutes! Third, Why don't you get it? It's yours after all and you know where it would be." Feng retorted. 

"Well, first, she is a lot smaller and more agile. She can evade him better then any of us and without my shoelace, when next trial comes, I'll just be dead weight and we won't escape." He answered emphasizing the last part while smirking. "But I bet you my medkit." He said, tapping the case next to him.

"Then I will bet my flashlight." Feng Min said as she pulled her flashlight out. 

"Don't you dare make that child go there to get something you're responsible for losing." Bill shouted coming out of his tent. "It's already risky to sneak on their side, let alone their own realms and once you do all rules of safety are gone." 

"Yes, but she has a higher chance of getting it without getting caught and even if she did get caught her chances of getting out are higher than ours combined. Even though she might get lost, that's a tactic to lose the killers if she's being chased. Unless she runs into them. Besides some of the killers have a soft spot for her anyways like Oni. Probably because Spirit told him all about the day y/n gave her a hair bow. Which, by the way,  still how did you manage to do that?" He asked, looking at you with a funny expression. 

Shrugging your shoulders at his question you had no idea either. To be honest, Dwight had a point. It wasn't like you were short or anything, but you were definitely smaller and slimmer than your other comrades. With that you had an easier time getting away and were a bit faster, but your sense of direction wasn't the best and your stamina wasn't long either.  You were also more quiet, reserved. Making it harder to find or spot you. 

"Alright. I'll get your shoelace, but this time don't lose it. Where is it?" You asked, giggling. Crossing your legs the other way, leaning back on your chair you thought how funny it was that what you were getting back was a shoelace. Of all the things in the world a shoelace was what you were retrieving. It was important though since you didn't want him to be having a hard time running with a loose shoe flopping about though it would make a nice stun. 

"It's in that one killers realm. The Old West one. Deathslinger I think is his name. It's somewhere in the saloon." You stopped smiling looking back at the shoelaceless man. 

"His realm?" You repeated.

"Yup." 

It wasn't like he was a hard one to avoid. You just had to zigzag when you knew he was going after you. What was hard though was that you wouldn't know he was there even if he was up close, and he could get you from a farther distance and real you in. You had the most matches against him. You barely escaped some of them.  

"If you can keep your laces tied and NOT lose them then I will."

"Alright I promise." Dwight mumbled with a mouth full of corn crossing his chest with his finger. 

"Deal! But you have to bring back something of his. Like...."  Feng Min paused thinking for a minute. "Like his hat!" 

"Why his hat?!" You asked bewildered. "I thought it was just a shoelace."

"Ya, but I want to see proof that you can get his hat and still make it out. If you do you will be the lucky charm in trials."

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