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valischli · 1 day
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The D.D.D. dude in Pixels :0
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lordragamuffin · 21 days
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This is the summary of my future content
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roxanneslosteyes · 1 month
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D.D.D: "And no kissing the milkman"
TNMN Fandom: "Why would I kiss the milkman?"
D.D.D: "You haven't see him yet"
Francis Mosses/Milkman: "Milk here-"
TNMN Fandom:
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(I tried to do that meme that welcome home fandom did with Frank Frankly and Eddie Dear from my memory)
(Yes I put that one lego batman gif meme as I genuinely don't remember what happened after the mailman in that meme said "Mails here")
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mynameisvarian · 23 days
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Okay okay, what if the local tired milkman used to be like a D.D.D employee or part of the D.D.D cleaning protocol and at one point quit because killing creatures that look exactly like your loved ones or people you know is pretty messed up 😨
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pandalexoxo · 19 hours
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OKAY BEAR WITH ME Y’ALL. I HAVEN’T PLAYED THE GAME SO I’M JUST GOING OFF OF SOME TIRED OLD MAN TROPES.
FRANCIS MOSES x READER
also, i haven’t written down any of my rules, but i don’t have any limits! i’ll write whatever requests people send me! whatever your dark mind can think of will be my pleasure to create!
i don’t mind if you’re not 18+, since, if i ever do make smut i’ll just label it as 18+ and TRUST that 18+ ONLY will read. you all have probably seen, but i’ve just written about my thoughts of different fandoms so far so there’s no 18+ posts YET. (maybe i’ll make this account SFW and do another for NSFW? idk, i normally post on other platforms but randomly decided to give tumblr a try lol)
as a NM/trans man myself, i TRY to keep my readers gender neutral by not really describing the characters features. hard on TRY bc i know the last blurb fic i made of dead plate was Rody x Male Reader lol, oopsies! anywhooo, enjoy~!
WARNINGS! doppleganger mention, possible unconsciousness, possible death, possible unfunny dialogue (bc sometimes i’m the only one who finds me hilarious lmfao), you’re kinda a baddie ngl, you and Francis are besties, Francis is a cat lover?! Francis is a tired old man who hates technology. phone mentioned despite the first wireless phone being made 23 years after the story takes place (use your imagination) uhhh, anything else i forget? comment below!
Francis let out a long sigh of relief, taking his cap off with one hand, using the other to dab away at his sweaty forehead with a handkerchief. Upon seeing the exhausted man, you can’t help but smile softly, shaking your head as you get ready to scold him, once again. You cross your arms, looking at him through the window with a playful disappointed glare.
“mhm mhm, what do we have here? you really should be getting more sleep, mr. milkman, your eyes are starting to sport their own eye bags.”
with this comment, Francis shakes his head but is unable to stop the small, yet tired smile on his face. he bends down to place the crate of milk jugs onto the floor before handing over his ID card. you hum, narrowing your eyes when Francis doesn’t give into your whims. you eye his card, glancing at it a few times before slipping it back to him with a chuckle.
Francis’s eyebrow raises in confusion at your reaction but ends up shaking his head, rolling his eyes playfully and sighing softly. he places his cap back on his head and huffs, deeming your reaction as a go ahead inside.
“now… what if i was a doppelganger? you aren’t even going to call my room to check if someone is there? such a reliable doorman we have.”
despite Francis’s playful tone, your grin slips into a frown as you study Francis from behind the glass. this causes him to tense up, suddenly feeling nervous, like he did something wrong. you hum, tilting your head into your palm as you seemingly analyze Francis for a little while before deciding to speak.
“what’s up brother?”
Francis blinks a few times in surprise, his head tilting in confusion at your question. His eyes narrow as he thinks about the question you asked.
“what’s… up… brother…?”
Francis looks up at the ceiling, taking your question to heart. upon seeing nothing on the ceiling, Francis can only shake his head and sigh at your antics.
“are you done with your tomfoolery, (Y/n)? i’m quite exhausted and would like to go up to my room and rest.”
you can only shake your head, clasping your hands together like a disappointed father getting ready to discuss their kids grades at the dinner table. you begin to explain.
“when Francis first walks in here, he always forgets one of three things… his keys, his hate or the crate of milk. you came in here, although exhausted, you seemed put together, unlike Francis, who is clearly going through a midlife crisis. Francis will then ask me about my cat, well, because he’s a cat person, though he insists no one knows. oh, and, Francis’s home phone has been broken for the past few days and is actually at the store, right now. so, Francis being here so soon, isn’t possible. that, and, well, Francis never understands my references, but indulges me anyway… anything else i forgot, doppelganger?”
you bat your eyelashes, smirking from behind the window like you just cracked down the traitor in your group. with each statement, Francis’s doppelgänger’s face becomes visibly more and more angry until the doppelganger begins to completely change: black eyes with white pupils, a wide and eerie black mouth, adorned with long and sharp claws on the end of the doppleganger’s elongated limbs.
“you… you’ll regret this… i will get in one day and get my feast, starting with you. i’ll gut you, keep you alive so you can watch your organs fall out of your body and your blood splatter against-! *CLANK! BAM! PLINK!*”
before the doppelganger could finish his fantasy, much to your amusement, the doppleganger’s body tenses upon being struck before crumpling to the floor after becoming unconscious. you look up from the doppleganger’s body to see the real Francis hovering above the possibly dead doppelganger. you shrug, knowing that you wouldn’t have to call DDD services to take care of the mess, now you just have to clean up the body.
“mmm… tuesday… tuesday…? did i get that right?”
you hold back a chuckle at Francis’s response to your last question. you can only nod, letting Francis have the win this time. pinching the bridge of your nose and sighing, a loud laugh bubbles up from your throat as the two of you realized what Francis had hit the doppelganger with.
“ngh… i just bought this phone, damnit… his hard head must have broken it.”
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strawberryscandy · 15 hours
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Let me know who drew this so I can credit
Milk Man X Guard
NSFW, GORE, FEAR PLAY, MONSTER FUCKING
I wrote this so that there can be a female Guard and a male guard in next chapters.
CHAPTER ONE
It was just a normal semi-apocalyptic day, how boring. The guard was sitting in their office chair, spinning around to occupy the boredom that was taking over their brain. None of the residents had come in yet, it was a mid weekday so they were probably off at work. The guard stopped spinning when they heard the sound of the entrance apartment door opening and shuffling.
The guard let out a heavy sigh, straightening up their body and uniform so as to not look like they were being the company's number one laziest piece of shit. “Hello, how are you doing today? Go ahead and pass the documents through the slot.” The guard murmured while trying to look occupied with so called “paperwork.”
Hearing the sound of the documents ruffle inside the slot, along with a rough voiced “Hello..” through the speaker.
They couldn't help but look up at the man standing right infront of them. The guard swallowed what felt like a rock into their stomach. A man that looked to be dressed in a milkman uniform with empty looking eyes but a slight smile was peering into the window at the lonely guard.
The air in the office became thick like crude oil. And the guard was the duckling stuck in it. With shaky hands the guard grabbed the documents and started reading through them. Taking into every detail the milkman had on his persona. Something just didn't feel right about the man in front of them.
“Hold on… I'm going to call someone really quick.” The guard let out with obvious hesitation.
“Why.”
The guard stopped mid way of picking up the phone, “It's protocol.”
“No ones going to answer.”
They just ignored him, and called anyway. It felt like the world was slowing down as they listened to the phone ring
Rrriiiinngggg
Rrrriiiinnggg
“Hello??” A obviously more tired voice picked up the phone, “This is francis. Hello??” The guard was to stunned to speak.
“Sorry for the inconvenience, I accidentally called the wrong number. Excuse me, have a nice day.” The guard put the phone down and instantly slammed the office window door shut.
As the the door was closing the guard could hear “FUUUUUCKKK” echo into silence.
They picked up the phone again, like they were in a competitive race to who could call the D.D.D. Letting them know about the situation at hand, they waited a little while until the silence turned into a loud..
BANG
BANG
BANG BANG
Than silence.
The guard thought it was all over, so he pressed the button again for the door to slide open. It was a sorry surprise, it was over, over for the D.D.D soldiers not for the doppelgänger infront of him. He scanned the room through the thick glass and saw blood splattered on every wall, and where the bodies were stacked up it looked like someone poured a large bottle of strawberry syrup. The scariest part was the milkman, his perfectly clean white shirt was soaked in blood. The guard could see blood dripping from his hair and down the man's face. And the grin. The grin was the most devious part, the guard could actively feel the bloodlust soak them down to their bones.
Then the most disgusting feeling of all, the guard could feel a sense of longing build up from the bottom of their feet, coursing through the veins of their legs and into their crotch. Settling in their stomach.
And that was the most sickening part, the guard couldn't help it but turn to the side and spill vomit all over the office floor. Grabbing onto their stomach for a sense of comfort. And they heard it, laughter.
Glancing to the side they saw the milkman, teeth sharpen with their forehead pressed into the glass pane. “My.. my… A pretty little thing like you. I can smell the lust pooling out from underneath the slot from here.” The milkman drooled out, his dominance was thick around him like an aura of bloodlust, sex and monstrous desire.
The guard felt another shock in their crotch, Why were they so turned on by this? Are they sick? Is this some sort of unknown power?
The guard started to drool themselves, pawing at their crotch a little bit as if they were possessed by a succubus. Listening to the new groan coming from the dopplegänger as he slapped his palm against the glass pane.
“Let me in baby… Let me show you that we can do other things than just kill..” He growled out in desire.
The lust possessed guard did something without even thinking. Pressing the unlock button. Only to look back down at the floor, when the office door flung open and the monster stepped inside.
The room smelt like blood, lust and vomit as the guard looked pitiful at the milkman. The light above was flickering lightly and between flickers the guard was fighting with their own sanity. ‘What am I doing? I'm going to die. Please help me.’
The milk man stepped closer to the guard before grabbing their arm, pulling them out of their chair and onto the ground. A loud yelp of terror came from the throat of the guard.
“Look at you… All desperate for me..” The milkman snarled out while his face was burrowed into the guards neck. His long devilish tongue licking from the nape to the guards ear lobe. Causing the guard to let out a small moan along with, “Please… Don't kill me..” They whimpered out with tears rolling down their cheeks.
“I'm not going to kill you, you human insect. I just want to do a little experiment.” The doppelgänger whispered out while guiding his hands underneath the guards uniform. Untucking the dress shirt from their pants, along with snapping off the guards belt.
“Let's see how much you humans squirm and scream.”
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yixinghoneybee · 1 year
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[릴레이댄스] 더보이즈(THE BOYZ) - D.D.D 🕺
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pssyclownn · 28 days
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I turned him into amongus, and with a clear conscience I’m going to bed 😇😇😇
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siroctobass · 1 month
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hotter than francis dare i say
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sim-patelle · 1 month
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Francis Mosses headcanons
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sfw, nsfw mentioned ¬> MDNI
neutral!reader, it's really sweet, the tired guy, from the game "That's not my neighbor", MILKMAN
Artist from the fanart : @__kozuu on X(Twitter)
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Looks
His hands + fingers are long and slim, a little bit brighter skin tone than his usual skin (yk cus cold)
His knuckles are a bit raw, just a little bit
Has cold hands definitely
Height between 5'10 and 6'2
Definitely is slim, but a little defined six pack
Not that wide shoulders, more like average
Had Scoliosis as a kid
A bit longer arms
Always looks kind of pale because he's tired all the time
Has defined cheekbones and jawline
clothes & jewelry
Mostly wears straight black jeans or trousers
He has black cardigans
He literally doesn't know any other color to wear except white, black, Grey and grey-blue
He needs clothing education from you
Only has a slim silver ring on his right middle finger as jewlery
But also wears a watch with him, just not on his wrist but in the pocket of his jeans
Anything pt. 1
Definitely listens to true crime podcasts (how ironic haha)
But when music is on his ears, it's mostly Falco, Joy Division, Taco and The Police
Still kind of Lana del Rey coded
I'd say he has a big brother who had asked him for money several times, but Francis got tired of it
Regrets his job, or at least wants to change his occupation
If he reads he has extra glasses for it, otherwise his eyes will burn
Reads mostly magazines about architecture and daily news
He definitely is a person that reads the newspapers
Physical activity
Challenge him to a fight and he'd win easily because even though he's slim, he surely has strength in his legs and arms
Flexible as hell
Can play basketball, but you need to build up endurance with him
Took some surfboard lessons in the past, but never surely can ride a wave in perfection
Today he mostly is busy with his job and chores, that he doesn't do any sports anymore
Appartment
Messy, his appartment is quite dirty, but still okay to look at
But definetly don't go into the kitchen
He only washes the dishes once in a week
Please show this man some color, his appartment is only decorated with white and black things
The plants he has are dried out, even the cacti
But Francis's bathroom is really clean
Like really clean
If you would enter the bathroom with shoes, he'd literally throw you out
He only once all 3 months has the urge to really clean his appartment
relationships
Had gone through a divorce in his mid 20's
Since then he never really trusted anyone, except you
You finally showed him how acception feels
He's grateful to have you
And he shows it by gift giving and acts of service
Since you are there, he finally tries to get his life together
Don't expect to get many words of affirmation, because you know he's an introvert
He loves to listen to you
He'd lean on the palm of his hand with his head and slightly smiles as he listens to you yapping
Then out of nowhere, he'd say how much he loves you
When you both go to sleep, he is on the side of the wall, with his back on it
He'd gently wrap his arms around you from behind, that you back is on his stomach
It's beautiful to sleep like that, when you're the little spoon
Often kisses your hand and scalp, everytime when he greets you
His hand would look so beautiful on your forearm, covering it almost fully
Nsfw ¬> MDNI
You know what those fingers could do..
And not only his fingers
Gentle Dom and Switch
Loves to see you over him as you sit down on his dick, his slim arms holding onto you as he sits on the edge of the bed
He's a hickey guy, but not like an owner thing, he doesn't really like to 'own' you, you are an individual and he loves how independent you are
He definitely loves when his eyes are covered with a blindfold when you take charge
he would also be the type who would start to whimper slightly when you put your hand over his mouth, when he's close to releasing
And when you do, god he comes so much
He's not really someone noisy, but he knows that you like it, so you hear his heavy breaths all the time and sometimes little grunts, and as mentioned the little whimpers
You always have your hands intertwined, he just loves to press your hands
It's also a safe-word thing between you two
accidently called you "mommy" one time
Mostly would say pet names like "honey", "my little one", "darling"
When you press his hand three times fast in a row, he knows to slow down or stop if you want it
It's really important for him to know you're alright
Would try out anything you want to try out with him and he'd be honest with you when he likes it or not
Is proud of you when you take his length all in you
He mostly would fuck you in the appartment, mostly on the couch or bed
But if the kitchen is clean, then definitely there, 100%
Would say things like: "I know you like that", "show me a little more honey", "you are so beautiful", "take it a bit more", "I'll be so good to you"
Anything pt. 2
Doesn't really drink Limonade or any other drink like that
Just give him water and he'll be fine
But istg don't give him milk, he'd freak out because he can't see it anymore
He'd fall asleep first when you wanna watch a series with him, you know why
Francis finally looks relaxed when he falls asleep next to you, his head leaning onto your shoulder or head
You have so many pictures of him sleeping
Francis always buys groceries when they're reduced
Drank too much energy drinks that they don't even help him anymore
When you once gave him a rose, he literally couldn't keep it together and you bet you saw a little tear in his eyes
He immediately wrapped his arms around you and didn't let you go for 10 minutes
He is just so happy to have you
And you are happy to be someone so special to him, that he got a picture from you next to his bed
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roxanneslosteyes · 29 days
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Imagine D.D.D just throws salt at the dopelgängers and they just pop out of existence
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It's Robin's turn! Full on my POIPIKU
Lya's post for the password just because
Aww I get fluttered every time Lya reaches climax just right before Robin's orgasm. Something something about it always sends me into a squealing frenzy, giggling and kicking my feet Ư/////Ư) Robin's flavor texts aftermath too, soooo sweet and loving awww~~
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mynameisvarian · 15 days
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I probably should go back to work making that one comic but this one's been collecting dust for awhile so here ya go!
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I have no clue when I'll make the next part :(
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mewintheflesh-2 · 27 days
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Somwtjing something Francis being forced to kill to defend himself from doppels
It starts out with just one, he thinks it'll be an isolated situation, more for his own sanity than anything else, as I dont think he'd be too keen on having to kill anything, doppelganger or not.
But he just
Keeps getting fucking bombarded by them to the point where he actually starts to carry a weapon with him at all times instead of just having to break one of the glass milk bottles to make a spur of the moment weapon. Which, he was not too happy about.
Something something he's eventually forced to kill someone with the face of his own neighbor as the doorman had accidentally let a doppel inside the building, and with him having experience in killing them himself, and there not really being any time for error or for him to call the D.D.D., he just fucking kills them himself. Bonus if someone sees him do this and thinks he killed one fo the neighbors
Bonus bonus if the person who the doppel was copying sees him kill their duplicate and starts having some second thoughts about Francis as a person after seeing them kill someone with their face so easily nearly without hesitation. (There was hesitation, they just didn't see or didn't notice it.)
So uh, in this context, assuming doppel blood isn't a different color than human blood, Scarlet Milk Francis could really be the real Francis, couldnt he
ALSO bonus bonus bonus, Francie being forced to kill somebody with his own face and body, (ish, depends how weird the doppel is, like if it's Hoon man, I don't think he'd have as much trouble killing him. Don't get me wrong, he'd still have trouble with that, seeing as it's till a doppel of him, and pretty damn close to him if it weren't for the face. I do think he would be freaked the fuck out by him otherwise considering.........yknow......... just fuckin- look at him! If you had to deal with a doppel of yourself with that face, and listen to their garbled attempts at human speech as they try to fucking kill you, you'd be freaked out too.)
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phatkochi · 18 days
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I know damn well Francis is going to win that poll BUT PLEASE I'M PRAYING FOR AN OFFICIAL PEACH PEACH PLUSH
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