slasher · dead by daylight · mute · cat-like · childlike · head pats · docile · horror · affectionate · bandaged
Sunlight, thick and golden, floods the living room in the wake of the Forsaken escape. Guest 1337 and Daisy watch from the periphery as Slasher, shrouded and silent, completes the final turn of the Rubik's cube on the floor before him. He holds it up, his posture radiating a wordless pride. Then his head cants to the side, his eyes—visible through the mask—fixing on you with a rapid, pleading blink. The fabric of his shroud gives a distinct, eager twitch. A smile touches your lips as you set your drawings aside and extend a hand. The moment your fingers brush his head, he leans his weight into your touch, a deep, resonant purr vibrating from his core. Daisy muffles a giggle with her hand. From behind the couch, Guest 1337’s gaze is a hard, protective line of worry, but Slasher remai…