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summerlyewe · 1 month
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The best old man in the wild West
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bubbasbubblebutt · 1 month
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Peepaw is confused
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daddy-deathslinger · 6 months
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Can you do a Deathslinger / Knight / Oni / Ghostface with a thick s/o who is so strong that their perk is to literally carry their survivor friends while they heal? And during trial, when the killer sees an injured survivor, they were about to snatch them when they got accidentally lifted up and carried off by their s/o, who mistaken them due to a blindness effect perk?
Bonus if the injured survivor shout out, “WRONG PERSON” and when the effects wore off, s/o realizes they’re carrying the killer with ease
Howdy there! I hope you like what I came up with, needless to say the killers react waaay differently to this happening...
The Deathslinger/Caleb Quinn with a buff s/o
You’ve always been strong, and since entering the Entity’s realm your strength seems to have almost doubled. 
You have thus taken it upon yourself to be the protector of your fellow survivors, always putting their safety before your own.
So, as you see Meg helplessly bleeding behind a barn during one trial, you run towards her, ready to help. 
Suddenly the world seems to turn into some kind of haze, and Meg’s silhouette becomes harder to distinguish in the fog. But you find her and pick her up with ease.
“What in tarnation?!” 
That doesn’t sound like Meg at all, but you make a run for it with her on your back nonetheless. Time is running short, she needs to be healed, she needs help-
“WRONG PERSON, Y/N!”
That’s Meg.
You stop, dropping the person you held on your back to the ground. And then you see who it is.
“Caleb!” you exclaim in surprise, the killer squirming on the ground in embarrassment. “Caleb, I’m so sorry, I thought you were-”
“I know who ya thought I was”, Caleb mutters as he gets up quickly. “Let’s just… start this whole trial over, shall we?”
The Knight/Tarhos Kovács with a buff s/o
Tarhos is a strong man, but he doesn’t mind that you’re stronger than him.
Ofcourse, what he minds has its limits.
Like if he, during a trial, sends out his scouts, and they return empty handed. He growls in anger and goes scouting himself.
It takes him some time, but he eventually finds a coward that he injures! He hunts the coward, their screams of agony and fear brings him so much excitement and he can almost taste their blood and-
Suddenly, he feels himself being picked up from the ground.
The hunt is interrupted as someone, without any trouble at all, carries him away from his prey.
He shrieks in anger, waving with his arms in the air. The prey is left standing, just watching, and in the distance he can hear his scouts laugh.
“Shit, babe, I’m so sorry!”
He’s being put down, at last. His captor reveals themselves to be none other than his dear lover. 
“I-I didn’t see you, I mistook you for… Shit, I’m so sorry!”
This? Yeah, this he minds.
The Oni/Kazan Yamaoka with a buff s/o
Kazan is a strong and muscular man. He has fought many battles and killed mercilessly.
So when he met you, he knew he finally had found his equal. In strength, at least.
He likes training you, making use of your strengths to fight him.
So when, during one trial, things go a bit adrift, he’s confused.
It starts off as any trial, Kazan hunts and they run. He injures, and drinks their blood. He puts them on hooks and reap the rewards.
But this trial, things go different. He blinds them all with the perk that the Entity has blessed him with, and he has the high ground now. Nothing can stop him now-
Suddenly, as he’s about to go into rage mode and attack them all, someone picks him up with ease.
How? What? Who??
“Shit! Kazan!” he hears his lover exclaim, as he is abruptly dropped to the ground with a loud “FTUNK!”
He remains on the ground, just staring up at you in confusion. You stammer out an apology and ask him if he’s mad at you for ruining his moment.
Mad? How could he be mad? You’re strong, you’re powerful, you’re everything that Kazan admires. He’s never gonna let you go.
The Ghostface/Danny Johnson with a buff s/o
You know that Danny dislikes being the smaller person in the relationship, physically. He doesn’t feel too good about you being stronger than him, either.
And one trial, what can’t happen happens. 
It must have been the blindness effect, you don’t know what else could have caused it. You just wanted to help Kate!
You picked her up, as you always do when your friends need to heal and be on the move at the same time.
She was alot louder than usual when you did, though.
“For fuck’s sake, put me down Y/N!!!!”
Hmm…
He’s not gonna let you live this down, is he?
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argo-nautical · 3 months
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Caleb doodles from work today
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l0sercat · 1 year
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My i ask wesker( i just love this dude) Ghostface, frank and deathslinger watching a survivor(they like the surv) wrestling another survivor for a item that they found on the ground
Killers react to survivors wrestle for a item
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Ghostface
"It's mine you fucker"
He snapped his head towards the direction he heard the voice
He went to see what happened
He paused then laughed
He started recording the whole thing laughing his ass off the whole time
Roots for you obviously
If it looks like your losing he will hit the other survivor
Wesker
Hears cursing
He makes his way over
His curiosity piqued
See's you and another survivors wrestling
He smirks and finds it very amusing
He will walk over to you
Slam the survivor into a wall and hand you the item, smiling
He's such a good boy ☺️💕
Frank
He went into a frenzy and rushed to where the auras (or whatever) were at
He then stopped dead in his tracks
A survivor putting you in a chokehold while you scratch their face and any exposed skin, drawing blood
He is confused why and steps in to get the survivor off you, downing them
When he finds out it's over an item he laughs in disbelief
DeathSlinger
He was walking around
And stumbled upon you on top of a survivor choking them with some rusty chains
He was alarmed
Where did you get the chains and why are you choking your comrade
After the survivor calls out for mercy you stop and grab a medkit
He legit scratches his head and blinks
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heathenoushound · 1 year
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I’m starting to like bulk art posts , it looks like a fun collage.
More DBD animals based on how I see them continued from here
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randyzorra · 7 months
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DBD be upon ye
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dakota-belton-art · 6 months
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tried to draw deathslingers gun- an attempt sure was made
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deadbydangit · 27 days
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Love your blog so much! Can I request Knight, Deathslinger and Huntress with a S/O who gets cold easily?
Oh, this sounds cute! I can do that. Please enjoy.
With a reader who gets cold easily: Deathslinger, Knight, Huntress
Deathslinger
Cold?
Don't let this man's rough and tough exterior fool you.
If you're cold, he's also cold.
But he won't admit it out loud.
He's trying to seem tough, but, he's actually freezing.
He grew up in the west where it was warm.
So any cold climate is frustrating to him.
However, he wears so many layers he hardly feels the cold.
He really wants to give you his jacket.
But.... He's cold too.
Still, Caleb regards himself as a gentleman.
Sort of.
As much of a gentleman you can be while you're killing people.
He'll give you his coat.
But he'll be shivering the whole time.
And if you ask him if he's cold?
"Nah darlin'."
But he's clearly shivering.
Violently.
And if you ask him about that?
"N-No. I'm alright."
His teeth are chattering.
So make sure you always have a jacket with you.
He's willing to suffer for your sake.
But, don't put him through that.
Go inside and warm up.
You can both be cold together.
Huntress
On the complete opposite, we have Anna.
Anna is never cold.
Ever.
She grew up in the wild forest of Russia.
So, safe to say, she's used to it.
If you get cold, you're going to have to say something.
Otherwise, she won't know.
She's the type to leave the door open in the dead of winter.
Because she won't feel a thing.
If anything, she gets hot very easily.
Once you tell her you're cold though, everything changes.
The doors?
Closed.
If you tell her you're cold?
Blankets. She's wrapping you in blankets.
So many blankets that you could hardly move.
She'll put on the fire and place you in front of it.
Warm soup?
Already in your hands.
Anna has a tendency to go overboard on things.
With her, It's all or nothing.
Now that she knows you get cold easily, she'll be looking for the signs.
Do your teeth chatter?
Do you shiver?
She'll be looking for all of that.
And she'll be at the ready at all times to get you whatever you need whatever you need it.
Knight
Cold?
Pathetic.
Tarhos has a bad habit of comparing himself to others.
Due to all his hardships in life and all his training, he's a lot stronger than the average person.
Therefore, he'll often trivialize little complaints from others.
Or, he'll give you unwanted advice.
"If you're as cold as you claim, get up and move around."
"Sitting they're shivering won't do you any good."
He can be really harsh.
And if you don't tell him that, he won't stop.
He isn't trying to be mean.
He just doesn't really know any better.
Once you tell him you just get cold easily and you can't do most of the things he can do, it will come as a shock.
But, he'll soon realize that he'll have to do more than just give you a hard time about it.
He's a smart man, so he'll soon pick up on the signs you're cold before you can even say it.
When he notices you're starting to get cold, he'll be near you with a blanket or moving you to sit by the fire.
He isn't much of a chef, so don't expect soup or anything fancy.
He's kind of just doing the bare minimum.
But, for someone like him, it's a big step.
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kyuoki · 6 days
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HAS THIS BEEN SHARED ON TUMBLR BEFORE???
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LOOK AT THIS DUMB BITCH LOOK HOW SILLY HE IS HE HAS 0 BRAINCELLS LEFT IN HIS BRAIN I LOVE HIM SO MUCH 💓
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iridescentmemoria · 11 months
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summerlyewe · 5 days
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sculpture in process🥀
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the-oracles-maw · 20 days
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macushla
Playing cards with the Deathslinger
My first DBD fic!! contains: killer!reader, just straight up peepaw Caleb save a horse...
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You could say you've settled into your role in this strange new world.
It's routine. You find yourself... somewhere. The Entity starves. It's your responsibility to feed it. When it is sated, you're sent back to the campfire. The Entity's food? You don't care to know. You've grown numb to it.
You've seen others who have a similar role to yours. Particularly two men and two women about your age. The thrill they get from their assignment by the Entity. Licking the blood from their knives and bats. As for you? Your eyes just linger on your hands coated in red. They would definitely be stained.
Your cohorts weren't much for conversation, save for the aforementioned killers your age. They were often met with a grunt or a cold shoulder.
Which is why you pondered endlessly about this bond you created with the Deathslinger.
Caleb thumbed through the deck of cards, dealing them between the two of you with almost impossible dexterity with rotting fingers. He never spoke much (perhaps that's what made it so easy for you to open up to him, you fear you'd annoy the old man.) When he did speak, it was an odd voice: a midwestern drawl somehow with a heavy Irish accent. It wasn't unpleasant.
His lips rise into a ghost of a smile and even his entire face seem to barely light up as you play your hand.
"'Might be the only person your age who knows how t' play twenty-five."
"I don't know," you shrug. "Back home we'd text each old games as a gimmick. I'd imagine there's a couple kids who know how to play because of that."
"Bah," Caleb waved his hand. "That don't count. Come on, now! Nobody appreciates the simplicity of the classics no more."
You shrug. "Guess not."
Caleb gives you a crooked smile. "Ain't many young folk like you no more, mo chuisle. I taught you well."
Caleb called you that a lot. Mo chuisle. A little more often than your actual name. And you were the only person whom he called by name. You never asked him what it meant.
Your conversations often went like this. Caleb would crack an uncharacteristic joke about your age, sometimes when he was in a good mood, you supposed within earshot of the group of friends called the Legion.
"What surprised me the most," you began, "was how sloppy they were." You eye the hand you intend to trump on Caleb. "It's like they're just sticking their hands into the live wires until something works."
"Suits you, don't it? Make it easier on you?"
"Eh, I think I prefer the challenge." You knew that was what exactly Caleb wanted to hear. His broken jaw made his proud smile comically lopsided. You fan out the cards you intend on trumping Caleb with, and he raises a brow, putting down his hand.
"You sure about that?" He asks lowly, eyeing your hand quizzically.
"What?"
"I think you should look at that hand again, mo chuisle."
You look at your cards again, and notice a fatal fumble in your hand that would have cost you the game. You fight a blush you feel coming onto your cheeks and sheepishly pull back your hand. "Huh..."
"Come on now, you know better than that."
Caleb wasn't sure what he saw in you. Or why he gave you such special treatment. There were a few "killers," he supposed that were around your age. A few too many, he supposed. What made you different? Was he unconsciously reminded of someone from his past? Did he think you were weak and needed protection?
He wasn't sure what it was about you that tugged at whatever was left of his heart that endeared him to you. It felt natural. He needed to protect you, and he didn't know why.
It was best he'd kept it that way.
"Look here," Caleb fanned out his set of cards for you, continuing on with the game you both briefly forgot you were playing. "I reckon we jink this, mo chuisle."
Mo chuisle.
Maybe one day, he'd tell you what your little nickname meant. One day, if you all somehow get out of here, or, when eventually, this dark God decides to turn on you all.
— mo chuisle: "my darling" "my blood" literally means "my pulse." macushla: the song where "mo chuisle" comes from.
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daddy-deathslinger · 5 months
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Oooh, I really liked that killers with a S/O who has a particular perk! May I ask for a reader whose perk is to be able to hide very well/slip away easely? As in, they are quite small and so they can crouch and slip through spaces other survivors can't to go unnotinced! Maybe the killer in question struggles to hook them because they keep slipping from his grasp, but reader never mocks him or anything and just runs away until the end of the trial where they leave an item behind as an apology (Hillbilly, Cannibal, Oni and Deathslinger, if it's not too much trouble! If they are too many, feel free to choose whichever!) Thank youuu 🩷
Hi there! What a lovely request, I hope yer happy with what I came up with! <3
The Hillbilly/Max Thompson Jr with a slippery survivor
Max is good at hunting his prey, and he usually finds them quite easily.
But there’s always one person he struggles to catch. You.
Just when he thinks he’s gotten you cornered, you slip away somewhere. It’s really frustrating! How can you find that many cracks and nooks to sneak off into? 
And his chainsaw can’t do shit once you’re out of sight again. Sure, he can saw through the wooden walls and search for you, but you’re never there.
It’s as if you disappear from the face of the earth.
One time, after a trial had ended and you, as the last survivor left, had probably escaped through the hatch, he had found something. He was going back into his house when he saw something in the mud of the cornfield. 
A necklace. Shiny, must have been made of real gold.
Max had picked it up and examined it, a smile slowly growing on his lips. He knew you wore this kind of necklace, you must have either dropped it or left it here for him to find.
And his heart pointed towards the latter.
The Cannibal/Bubba Sawyer with a slippery survivor
Bubba isn’t the best tracker (it must be hard to see anything through that mask of his), but once he finds someone they won’t get away.
Except you, you always manage to get away somehow.
Be it a dark nook you can slip into, a hole that is perfectly shaped for you, or you simply just wiggle out of his grasp just as he’s about to put you on a hook.
You’re usually gone in seconds, he never has a chance to find you again.
This pains him greatly, you know that. He shrieks and yells in annoyance and anger, waving his chainsaw around in the air when he can’t find you anymore.
It almost makes you feel a bit bad.
A bit, only a bit. Enough to make you want to make it up to him somehow.
Not through sacrificing yourself though, gods no! But sometimes you leave behind small gifts for him to find.
It can be anything, really. A nice can you found in the cornfields, a bracelet that was buried in the mud. One time, you left a doll inside the house in the cornfields, knowing he would find it there after the trial.
You can only hope your little gestures are appreciated.
The Oni/Kazan Yamaoka with a slippery survivor
Kazan is a great tracker. Always has been.
He can smell blood a mile away, and see it as clear as red, shimmering pearls on the ground.
Naturally, prey have a hard time hiding from him once he has injured them.
And yet, there’s one he just can’t seem to ever catch.
This prey just vanishes from his sight the second he has injured them. It’s like they don’t even bleed! Sure, he can find trails of blood here and there, but it never leads him anywhere.
It drives him mad! If you’re in a trial these days, he’s almost certain he’s gonna leave with only three kills. You always seem to find the hatch as well, so.
Sometimes, Kazan finds things.
Things in places it’s never occurred to him to look before, but when he does he always finds a surprise.
It can be a hair tie, or even something of great worth, like a ring or earring. 
Once he found a little crocheted doll, with black buttons for eyes.
He doesn’t know where these things appear from, but something tells him they appear from the same source that so easily disappears. And that thought is a bit amusing to him, it almost brings a smile to his lips at times.
The Deathslinger/Caleb Quinn with a slippery survivor
Caleb is a proud man, that much you know.
He hates losing, and losing is exactly what he does these days whenever you’re in a trial.
His swearing can be almost amusing at times, when you peek out from a hiding place and see him frantically search for you. He never finds you, and eventually gives up.
You’ve lost count of all the times you’ve gotten the hatch.
All that being said, you make sure to never taunt him. 
You don’t want to rub it in his face, he’s only doing his job here. And so are you. It’s nothing personal.
During the last trial, you had decided to try something a bit different. You had been tinkering on things at the campfire for a while, your latest project was carving a butter knife out of a piece of wood.
It wasn’t particularly pretty, but you liked it.
You had decided to leave it behind for Caleb to find, as a little gift for all his troubles catching you. 
So, you had left it inside the Dead Dawg Saloon, at the bar. Then, you had hid.
When the rest of the gang had escaped, and Caleb eventually got back to the saloon with heavy steps, he had found it.
You had watched as he had taken the butter knife in his hand, weighed it (why would you weigh a butter knife??) and examined it. 
You will never forget the smile on his lips, as he had whispered: “What in the goddamn…” and put the knife in his jacket pocket before leaving.
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5eraphim · 1 year
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dbd killers w/ somnophilia
Characters: The Clown, The Shape, The Mastermind, The Deathslinger, The Doctor
Rating: M
Content Warnings: Somnophilia, dubcon, toxic relationship dynamics
Word Count: 1.3k
(song inspo)
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The Clown
He is a dirty, dirty, dirty old man. The clown is easily one of the most perverted killers in the game. Somnophilia is just another kink among his long list of perversions. Likely even one of his personal favorites.
He loves to drug you with whatever heavy sedative he can concoct, something he knows you have no hope of actually resisting. Kenneth firmly believes the weak must fear the strong, even if it's not a fair fight. This is another way to control you and keep you under his command. The instant gratification here is immensely appealing.
Loves the feeling of using his own body weight to pin you down, especially if he can feel the way you try to fight back while still weakened and encumbered by sleep, totally oblivious to the gravity of the situation. Additionally, he loves to tie your hands down while he takes advantage of you like this, thinking about how terrified you'll be when you eventually wake up.
When you are awake, he reminds you of how he sees your sleeping body as "free to use." Your body is nothing more than a commodity to him or a vessel he can use for his own pleasure and gratification. To Kenneth, your free will, mind, and intellect are all second value to your body and the satisfaction you can bring him.
The Shape
This more direct perverted side started as a by-product of his fondness for watching you sleep. Slowly over time, growing more and more emboldened around your sleeping body. Always wanting to see how close, how he could touch, how he could manage to provoke you before you stirred or awoke. Though more often than not, Michael is sly enough to know how to have his fun without you waking up suspecting a thing.
Loves to leave kisses all over your body while you sleep, which turn into bruises and bitemarks when you awaken, especially on areas like your lower stomach or thighs. Likes to get as close as possible to the sensitive area between your legs, watching how they tremble and twitch in your sleep while you are oblivious to what is happening.
Michael is far more attracted to the dominance of the act and the helplessness on your end. Rather than the transgressive nature in and of itself.
The Mastermind
Orgasm alarm clock extraordinaire. As one of the most prominent doms in the game, Albert prefers subs to be obedient and well-behaved rather than bratty. Thus, Albert is drawn to the appeal of taking you when you have no choice but to follow his lead and are at his mercy.
He likes to choke you out while you're asleep, even though it almost always results in you waking up immediately. The power he feels in the moment, no matter how brief it may be, is unparalleled.
Albert loves to record you and take pictures of you in your sleep. Sometimes it's when your clothes are already torn off your body, or after you're in a compromising position or something lewd like that, but not always. There's something about how you look so unaware and corruptible that Albert can't get enough of! Of course, these photos are strictly for his eyes only, though he would certainly consider using these as leverage to keep you under his command. And if you ever were dumb enough to try and cheat on him or try to leave him, Albert would leak them in a heartbeat.
(In the Resident Evil games) Albert is used to working late into the night and returning home when you've fallen asleep hours beforehand. It was only a matter of time before he realized your effect on him while unconscious. If you really loved him, surely you wouldn't see anything wrong with him using you to relieve a little stress and tension after a long day, right?
The Artist
Carmina is not the type to wait until you've fallen asleep at all! Instead, she lives for the thrill of toying with you while you're on the edge of sleeping and awakening. Especially into the way, you look so vulnerable like this! How you can be so extra-sensitive to her touch and how she plays with your body, white looking so at peace and beautiful, is breathtaking.
Will be sure to tell you how beautiful your moans sound while you're still half-asleep. Carmina generally prefers partners who are a bit more vocal, so she's sure to treasure every sound you make like this.
Genuinely thinks it's super romantic when you fall asleep in her arms, with her fingers inside you.
Loves to leave long scratches along your back and torso while you're asleep for you to discover on your own the following day. Carmina is always so gentle and cautious around you when you're awake. It's moments like this that help her to alleviate a bit of light-hearted aggression and sadism.
Carmina almost always can satisfy herself using your body without rousing you from sleep. Still, if she were to slip us and accidentally awaken you, she'd be able to lull you back to sleep very quickly. Even in moments of high passion like this, Carmina can almost always maintain at least some level of self-control, keeping you calm and helping you fall back asleep without frightening you.
The Death Slinger
Unlike everyone else, Caleb prefers to take you when both of you are tired rather than when he's wide awake and you're not. Also, he prefers something a bit more low-key with you, like grinding or deep kissing, rather than full intercourse.
If he could keep you like this forever, he would. He despises the way life has been so cold and cruel to him, and having something soft and warm in his bed to return home is more than enough to satisfy his jaded loneliness. Because of this, Caleb finds himself more interested in cuddling your sleeping body, holding you close to his, while he knows you won't try to leave or move away than actually fucking you.
If he were feeling a bit more adventurous, he might consider binding your arms together or to the bed just to see how you'd look, motionless and ensnared like fresh prey. You looked like the perfect prey before your hunter.
Loves whenever you nod off while the two of you are spooning. Caleb loves to start off soft and gentle, only to slowly become more frenzied and heated. Seeing how much more he can get away with while you become less and less able to stop him.
The Doctor
There's this excellent post by @mara-xx217​ who suggests Herman would have a medical insertion fetish. Given the sheer magnitude of his sadism, it wouldn't be a stretch to imagine someone like him taking advantage of you while you're out to do something like that to your body.
He is only slightly less into somnophilia than the others because he generally prefers to torment you while you're awake, and he can really appreciate your reactions. Because of this, he may try to concoct something that would give you nightmares while you're in a deep sleep. He knows he won't be able to fully watch and savor your fear, but even though it's less fun for him, Herman knows that won't make it any less of a hell for you to go through.
When he can, Herman prefers to use injectables or gasses to try and get you to fall asleep the fastest. Rather than some of the others who would rather watch you fall asleep slowly or wouldn't try anything unless they knew you'd been out for some time now. Herman is too addicted to control and power to wait for you to be the one to drift off on your own.
Herman loves how powerful and intelligent he feels looming over your poor, dumb sleeping body. It makes him feel as though he has the power of a God while you can do nothing but sit back and watch.
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l0sercat · 1 year
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Hey there, could i ask ghostface, wesker, joey and deathslinger when a survivor constatly gets sandbagged and bodyblocked by other survivorw, and do the puppy eyes to see if they spare them?
I love this ask sm <3
Killers when you do puppy eyes at them
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Ghostface
You were getting chased and doing good only 2gens remained
You were hit and bleeding bad but you were still hanging in there
You headed to the shack
YunJin pops outta no where and slams the pallet down on your head
You fell back and groaned, clutching your head
Ghostface stood behind you
He was agitated that YunJin did that fucking white ruined the chase
He looked down to see you looking at him with puppy eyes
Instant boner
The way you were on your knees with big teary eyes and lip trembling
He took pity on you and destroyed the pallet and let you free
He killed YunJin and then came after you and then fucked you
Wesker
He was chasing down the halls of RPD
You are doing good dodging him
You tried to vault a window but YunJin who was working on a gen close by vaulted it in front of you
She was uninjured and you were so she fucked you over
Wesker stood right behind you
He just stared down YunJin
The fucking bitch wasn't even getting chased or even an interest to him
You turned around and looked up at him with wide puppy eyes
He softened a bit and took pity (he loves you <3)
He went after her and slammed her against many walls and then hooked her
Joey
You were constantly sandbagged by Meg everytime you were in a match with her
You don't know why but she just did not like you
Joey has seen this and felt bad
Especially when you made puppy eyes at him when it happens
He always took pity on you (lil softie)
Although he tries to kill Meg, sometimes she wastes him time and he's not able to
But it's the thought that counts <3
DeathSlinger
You were avoiding his gun and doing good
You went to turn into a building to avoid it
But Meg ran in front of you and blocked the entry way
You tried to push her but it was too late
You screamed when his gun hit you and pulled you back
DeathSlinger saw what happened and it irked him
He looked at you who looked at him with big wide eyes
He sighed and let you go
He then went after Meg
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