#Frank legion

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Dancing w/Killers HCS

(w female reader)

In honor of the Masquerade event, I decided to post this ☺️ w some of my favs..Enjoy!! 

Legions Frank A.K.A Frank Morrison

“What are you wearing?” He asked the moment he saw you, that familiar teasing grin on his face. “Shut up, okay? The stupid Entity put us in all these dumb fancy clothes for some stupid celebration.”

“Hey, I never said I didn’t like it.” He replied, putting his hands up in surrender. You frowned. “But you made that face like you always do when you’re making fun of me. It’s annoying.”

“I’m not going to make fun of you, I swear.” He moved his finger over his chest, crossing his heart. “I mean, the dress does look…nice.”

You glowered are him, smacking his chest. “What? I didn’t say anything wrong.”

“Just shut up.” You took his hand, moving one around your waist, and the other into your own. “What are you doing?”

“Dancing, duh. I can’t just wear nice clothes and not do anything in them.”

He doesn’t get it at first, accidentally stepping on your toes a few times and stumbling. You laugh at him a bit, pissing him off, but manage to help him. After a while, he’s not horrible. He watches as you away with him, thinking you’re the most beautiful woman he’s ever seen. He’ll never admit it, but he’s never been more at peace, especially when you lean in and kiss him gently.

The Knight A.K.A Tarhos Kovács

You weren’t sure why he liked you, when he so easily spread bloodshed against the others. He was quiet, always quiet, but you could tell he enjoyed your company, and you enjoyed his. All you knew was that you reminded him of someone from his past.

When he saw you in the masquerade clothing, he dropped to one knee, removing his helmet. He pressed took your hand in his, pressing a gentle kiss to yours, making you get flushed. “You look beautiful, my love. May we dance?”

“Oh- uhm sure.” He never seemed like the type to dance, but you let him take your hand, and away with you softly. “I’m surprised you would do this.”

You admitted. “The royalty of my land would always host big parties and dance like this, bathing in their greed and riches but also expressing their love.”

You gazed at his handsome scarred face, giving him a small smile. To your surprise, he smiled back.

The Executioner A.K.A Pyramid Head

He let out a noise of approval the moment he saw you. He leaned over and cupped your cheek, caressing it softly. Pretty.

“You like it? It was a gift, from The Entity.” You told him. He let out something akin to a purr in response. His hands trailed down to the glittery dress you were wearing, playing with the fabric softly.

You stepped to your tiptoes and pressed a gentle kiss to the edge of his head. “Would you like to dance with me?”

He tilted his head in confusion. “Here, let me show you.” You took the lead, moving his hands over your body, and swaying with him. He picked you up, unexpectedly, swaying you faster. “Woah, woah, gentle.”

Oh, that’s right. Gentle. He moved slower with you this time, finding the rhythm and movements. He seemed to enjoy it very much, and you did too.

[shishisart]

entity is mad at you, frank. no treats!

[hauntinglyghostie]

Here's a collection of images I redrew as dbd/slashers for fun

[abbiebsart]

Commission of… *check notes* “Dwight fairfield is done with looping, flying kick to Frank from the legion’s face while a Dweet watches on in awe.” Whew! Thanks @lordj44 !

[spoon]

♡ ; Legion icons from their new comic announcement . . !

[sawyerslover]

Legion Layouts

[ghouly-drool]

frank morrison doodle page that i still adore

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!!18+ Warning!!

Dbd Kinktober - Day 17

“Adolescent Desires”

[Julie Kostenko x Susie Lavoie x Frank Morrison x Joey]

Prompt: Threesome or More

Word Count: 1,456

In the cold, abandoned lodge, white, pitiful puffs came from the teenagers’ mouths as their warm breath hit the cold air. Lying back on the chilly, unkempt bed, Julie always seemed to be the one in the spotlight during their joint intimacies. Shivering — partially exposed — the blonde smirked, silently suffering through the cold. The teen bunched up the front of her black, long-sleeved shirt to show off her smaller, bare chest, while her jeans were dropped on the floor beside the bed. It was hard functioning with jeans around her knees, so she always opted to lose all her warmth, just stripping from the denim.

 

Getting in their respective positions, the others fell in line, starting with the docile, pink-haired member. Susie got above the half-stripped, shivering Julie, straddling her upper, bare abdomen. Although they were all relatively cold, at least the youngest punk was able to give the stripped blonde underneath her just a bit of extra warmth as her bare thighs pressed against her cold skin. With a giddy, cat-like smirk, the straddling teen leaned down, giving Julie a sweet, soft kiss, before awkwardly shifting about, trying to wriggle her panties off from underneath her skirt.

 

Frank promptly followed in behind Susie, getting in between Julie’s legs, sensually running a hand up and down her bare thigh, concurrently lining their groins up. Unzipping his fly, the rugged teen’s hot arousal revealed itself, their warm, intimate flesh pressing into one another. As the impatient boy’s brain craved burying himself in such a warm, hot space, Frank wasted no time slipping into the familiar entrance. Giving out a satisfied groan as he slid inside, Julie responded with her own cute, soft, quivering moan.

 

While the pleasure had already started for one of the teens, Joey had just gotten into his own position. Standing beside the bed — off to the side of Julie — the punk’s hazel eyes watched over Susie’s awkward movements as she exposed herself. With his pants already unzipped, the boy patiently awaited for Julie’s attention, which came almost immediately. The blonde’s emerald eyes glanced over, happily reaching over, her hand softly wrapping around his expectant, twitching member.

 

This was their usual performance, and each person fell in place, especially Julie. She was in charge of pleasing three people. The blonde played the most important role, needing to keep her legs spread for Frank, her hand moving for Joey, and her tongue active for Susie. However, she never complained about her role; the teen loved being the center of attention.

 

On top of Julie, Susie finally shimmied off her panties, leaving her hot, bare warmth exposed for the older teen. Smirking, the pink-haired girl scooted up to the blonde’s face, her knees on each side of the punk. Slightly lowering herself down, Susie was uncomfortable with dropping her full weight down on Julie…it just felt too awkward.

 

Instead, the girl kept herself up by her knees, gently grinding against the blonde’s active mouth. As her warm wet tongue flicked and prodded at her most sensitive nerves, Susie quietly gasped and flinched. Bundling blonde strands into her hand, while her other held back her skirt — not wanting to obstruct the view of Julie’s face — the pink-haired girl chirped out sweet moans as she threw her head back.

 

Like a ruthless animal, Frank plunged in and out of his familiar toy, filling the room with lewd, wet smacks of pleasure. With his rougher thrusts, the teen enjoyed watching both of the girls bounce with his movements, especially Susie’s indirect bouncing. It was always hot to see the impact of his work.

 

Enjoying his own pleasure, Joey honestly much preferred to watch the action. Of course, he wouldn’t turn down the provided pleasure, but it was always a different experience to watch the others have fun. Curious, voyeuristic eyes examined the way Susie’s hips rocked, Julie’s body bounced against the thrusts, and Frank’s ruthless treatment, watching as bandaged hands squeezed the blonde’s bare thighs.

 

However, the spaced-out punk was suddenly brought back to reality as Julie’s hands teased his arousal, her thumb gently rubbing his sensitive tip. Shuddering with the unexpected sensation, Joey’s eyes immediately shock back to Julie, a quiet groan escaping his lips.

 

Being expected to perform in each direction, Julie happily obliged, even noticing Joey’s wandering eyes. Giving him a little tease, her green eyes were full of cocky lust, narrowing playfully as the boy looked to her. Keeping her swirling tongue fast and engaged, twirling around Susie’s most delicate spots, Julie would occasionally release a rumbling moan into her warmth, thanks to Frank’s pleasure. As the tattooed teen harshly plunged into her wet mound, the blonde shuddered and bounced. It was such a familiar sensation, yet it never quite got old or boring for her…

 

As their group pleasure went on, Susie always seemed the most sensitive, typically finishing before everyone else. Not breaking her embarrassing streak, the pink-haired girl followed the usual routine. Curling her fingers into Julie’s hair, the sensitive girl moaned and panted. “Hah… Hmmn…” Grinding desperately against the blonde’s face, the flushed girl looked down, her ecstatic blue eyes meeting Julie’s own striking green orbs. Panting like a dog in heat, her hips rocked back and forth, shuddering with the older teen’s mouth work.

 

Quickly reaching her climax, Susie’s breath hitched, letting out a squeaky, cute, desperate moan. Lightly wetting Julie’s face and blonde strands, the girl’s hips lock up, panting, trying to catch her breath. Satisfied with her climax, quivering with the pleasure, Susie takes a deep breath, removing her hand from Julie’s hair. Frank and Joey were still standing, ready for more, yet their youngest member was already down. “I’m tapping out…” Calling it for this session, Susie shakily rose up...before being pulled right back down.

 

With Susie once again beating them all to the finish line, Julie had always wanted them to climax near the same time… Would it still count even if it was the second — or even third — climax before they overlapped? Without a word exchanged, letting her impulse win, the blonde reached up. Hooking her free arm about Susie’s thigh, she pulled the poor girl back down, keeping her in place and preventing her from leaving. A bit of overstimulation never hurt anyone…

 

Gasping as she was suddenly pulled back down, Susie unexpectedly fell forward, her hands pressing into the bed above Julie. “N-Ngh- Julie, wait!” Panting and moaning, Susie’s body harshly shook and quivered, being easily overstimulated, making her gasp; keeping her head down as she bundled the sheets in her hands.

 

With the unexpected commotion, both of the boys looked over to Susie, watching the girl moan, shiver, and shake. Her hands curling up into the unkempt bed sheets, groaning as she tried to pull away from the blonde’s hold. Both of the boys — though especially Joey — twitched with the auditory pleasure of the girls playing together, watching the lustful display in front of them.

 

Overcome with the pure pleasure of the scene, Joey examined every little detail he possibly could. Although, it was now harder to see the girls’ faces, as the skirt covered Julie's and Susie’s pink hair covered her own. Though, the excitement wasn’t only in the faces. The shivers, shakes, and bounces of their bodies were almost just as good, especially when accompanied by the squeaky moans Susie was providing. This quickly led the boy to his own warm orgasm, shooting his larger, hot, sensual load across Julie’s lower, bare abdomen.

 

As Frank watched the hot display in front of him — Susie leaned forward, unintentionally giving the boy a perfect view of her rear — his chest harshly rose and fell with deep breaths. If only her skirt was a bit shorter, her skin now was just barely peeking through… Curious eyes glanced down to Julie’s abdomen as Joey groaned, dirtying the girl’s bare skin. That was his final straw. Quickly pulling out — trying to avoid an accidental pregnancy — Frank moaned, shooting his own fluids up the blonde’s abdomen, mixing with Joey’s own seed.

 

Pathetically squirming and squeaking, Susie painfully hit her second climax, the teen shaking, gasping desperately for air. The pink-haired girl immediately pulled away from the blonde teen’s hold, collapsing down on the bed beside the older punk, trying to stop her cruel overstimulation. The poor girl’s chest rapidly rose and fell, her legs shaking weakly.

 

Julie lays sprawled out on the bed, dirtied from each climax. The blonde’s abdomen now had crosses of white fluids, while her face and hair were dampened by Susie’s overstimulation. Glancing at each of her satisfied playthings — especially lingering on shivering, sensitive Susie — Julie smirked. It was always nice when the four of them hooked up like this…

[aaaaaaaaaaaa-hey-its-jude-or-bee]

{Yesterday after I buy The Legion for DBD;}

Me: First time playing The Legion, wish me luck!!! {To my friend on call}

Meg brings me to the bedroom.

Me: uh (⁠・⁠–⁠・⁠;⁠)⁠ゞ

The entire game was me running from Meg, After she was like "I want you Legion" and I went "no you don't." I did apologize to Feng for her being the only person who got hooked that entire round, she said it was okay.

Anyways I also got Ghostface, love those two sm.

I main Dwight for survivor.

[ruttenrotkake]

little Frank Legion sketch from a doodle session with my s/o :))))

[imtooscaredforthis]

Antagonist

Chapter Twenty Five: Red Handed

Mentions of: NSFW Mentions, Slight Voyeurism, Frank being a jealous bastard, Poor Leon, Stabbing, Hooking, Character Death (not rlly tho), cheating, and pining

A/N: I’m really happy w how this chapter turned out :))

Tags: @vandeaad @prettycutebunny @mama-miya

@dead-bxxxxtch-walking

Frank had fucked up…again. He sat outside the ski lodge, smoking a cigarette on the curb. He and Julie had gotten into yet another fight. This time it ended with him getting kicked out. Things had been escalating between them ever since what happened with you.

This is all your fault. You ended everything with him just because he lost his cool and said something he didn’t mean and now he has nowhere to go to unwind and he’s much more irritable than before. While The Legion is his family, the others aren’t completly understanding and Julie can be a bit much at times, always wanting to be with him, practically breathing down his neck. He used to find it endearing. No one had ever wanted to be around him that much before. Now it’s just irritating.

He wasn’t going to apologize. Not again. Not unless he thought he was wrong, which he wasn’t. It was your fault for having such high expectations of him. He had the role of a killer. You knew who and what he was, and you still trusted him anyway. You thought he actually cared.

He did care..kind of. He had grown accustomed to the Entity’s realm and he had no idea how he would function if he got back to the real world. This was probably the best outcome for him: hurting people and taking out all his pain, suffering, and rage, maximizing his true potential. He also had his group and you. He was mainly helping you because he was bored..at first..but then you got him all invested, and seeing how determined and happy you were made him feel weird and fuzzy inside.

When you started to get close he got scared. If you somehow managed to escape, he could lose you. He didn’t want that.

The two of you were so different, on opposite sides of the spectrum, and yet, he felt like no one understood him as well as you did. Julie understood his hatred and anger, she understood his desire to hurt. But you understood him, and what made him like this, what made him tick. You knew the suffering he’s gone through, and all the vulnerabilities he’s tried to cover up and bury. You saw through him, you knew what he really was, and you hung out with him anyway. Even the things you said about him during that fight were true..his fears of being alone, his loneliness, and his pain. You know him, and he doesn’t know if he loves or hates it.

He hasn’t seen you since your argument, not even in a trial. You were already punishing him, so of course The Entity had to too. Out of his stubbornness, he didn’t want to go back. A part of him hoped that you would come to him first. But you didn’t. You hadn’t even bothered to see Susie. He refused to ever think about it or even say it, but he missed you. There was a longing, a pull in his chest that made him desperately want to see you, to talk with you, to joke with you, to smoke with you…to touch you.

“Fuck it.” He muttered under his breath, putting out his cigarette. He swallowed his pride and slowly rose to his feet, setting out to see you.

–

The cabins were eerily quiet when he arrived. It was probably late at night for the survivors, he assumed. Taking a deep breath, he approached your cabin. He slowly crept out of the woods, seeing a warm light coming from your window. His heart pounded in his chest at the thought of seeing you, and he peeked through the window, unable to help himself, but what he saw made his heart drop.

You were fucking Leon.

He watched as your naked body moved over Leon’s in a hypnotic rhythm, your face contorted into a look of pure pleasure, your fingers threading through his hair while he sucked on your breast.

It was like a car crash. He couldn’t look away, no matter how much he wanted to. Even though fiery and painful feelings of jealousy were rising in his chest, even though he wanted to tear Leon’s head off, he kept watching.

You were beautiful and mesmerizing and he couldn’t tell what he wanted more, to have Leon gone so he could get a better view, or if he could be in Leon’s place, having you ride him to your heart’s content.

God, he wanted you but he was also so fucking angry. His face was all flushed and his cock was getting hard and his hands were balled up into tight fists, tight enough for his nails to dig into his skin.

So he stayed and watched until even after you were finished and he left, even after you had fallen asleep. He stood and stared at you for a very long time until he was inevitably summoned to a trial.

–

“Where’s Leon?” You asked Feng. There had been no sign of him since the start of the trial, nor had there been a sign of a killer. At first you thought that was a good thing, but Leon could only hold the killer off for so long.

She winced. “He’s getting tunneled. Don’t worry about him. It’ll do us all some good. We only have two generators left after all.”

“I guess so.” You muttered. Once you finished the generator, you split away from Feng, searching for Leon.

It didn’t take long to find him hanging from a hook, but you didn’t expect Frank to be his killer. You watched as he struck Leon repeatedly, stabbing him with his knife while he was on the hook, making him cry out more. Normally, you would walk away and take your teammate’s sacrifice, but because it was Leon and Frank, you decided to do something about it.

“What the hell are you doing?” You hissed, striding up to Frank. Leon hoarsely whispered your name, warning you. You weren’t afraid. You knew he wouldn’t hurt you. He ignored you and continued to cut Leon up.

“Frank, Frank! Will you quit acting like a fucking brat and talk to me?” You stepped in front of Leon, grabbing Frank’s arm mid-strike. Leon was confused by how willing you were to be so close to the killer and how unafraid you were. Not to mention how you were talking to him with such familiarity. It was strange.

Finally, he turned to face you and tore his hand from your grip, the expression on his face icy and cold. He glowered at you. “I know what happened with you and Leon. I saw it.”

As the realization hit you, your face suddenly felt really hot and you felt a mix of anger, embarrassment, and confusion. You opened your mouth to speak, but before you could, a loud noise rang in your ears and the ground trembled. You gazed up at the sky, watching as Leon’s lifeless body was lifted into the dark cloud in the sky, sacrificed to The Entity.

You frowned at Frank. “We’ll talk about this later.”

[commander-vas-normandy]

"Don't even try to take this weapon from me.

I like you more and more the less that you breathe."

[susielavoies]

wild frank spotted stomping out a boon at anime central

[fuckmeupscottie]

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♡ ; legion icons from their new comic announcement pt.2

[randomfandomdreaming]

Headcanons About DBD Killers Based On Their Lore and Play Style

This will be updated as I come up with them and as I get more Killers in the game.

The Trapper

You would never leave a trial with him alive.

Takes the Obsession very seriously, leaving them for last.

If you last long enough to have hatch spawn and the ability to open a gate at the same time, know that he’ll close hatch and come looking for you.

Seriously, you’d never leave his trials alive. Never.

The Wraith

Would really be a 50/50 on if you lived or died in his trials.

Would kill you if you blind/burn him. (Please don’t blind this man. He’s terrified of fire and being burned, and blinding him burns him. Please just let my boi exist.)

Might let you live even if you stun him with a pallet, especially if he was cloaked, depending on how well you countered his efforts.

The Hillbilly

If you showed this man kindness, he wouldn’t know how to react. Seriously. This poor man doesn’t even have a name thanks to shitty parents. They bricked him into a room and fed him through a hole.

Would be hard to get close enough to even try to talk to him because of that chainsaw. His cattle hammer doesn’t help either.

This man might cry if you show him kindness.

The Shape

There’s one generator left, he has a Fragrant Lock of Hair and Tombstone, and he just got Evil Within III.

No one leaves alive. He ensures it.

All four of you are getting choked and stabbed in the stomach, I don’t make the rules.

The Legion

Frank would kill you, but not before he makes you bleed for fun.

Julie would be right there helping him.

Joey would kill you. After he got done showing off how well he can chain Feral Frenzy.

Susie might just fuck off and leave you alone. She doesn’t want to be here either, man. Please leave this poor girl alone. She didn’t even want to be a part of this to begin with.

The Ghost Face

You wouldn’t know he was there until he pulls you off the generator.

Don’t count on getting out alive.

Brought an Ebony Momento Mori so he can fill up his camera’s roll of film, and he will get all four photos.

The Mastermind

No one gets out alive. Ever. This man is merciless.

Will hit you on hook just for fun. Will probably also camp you if you pissed him off. So, seriously, don’t stun/blind him unless you want to be left on hook.

Will take full advantage of Uroboros. Use the First Aid Spray if you dare.

He brought an Ebony Momento Mori. And he doesn’t miss.

This man is a literal god. What do you expect?