#dbd au ramble

[fishyvamp]

Just imagining S.C.R.E.A.M putting you a choke hold as he puts you on his steal lap. Metal fingers playing with your sex dipping into your hole whispering in your ear about how it's a shame he doesn't have anything to play with you with other then these rough fingers. He's telling you all about how he'd appreciate some upgrades. Maybe some synthetic skin? The one's that'll make him feel almost human. Maybe he'll beg for a sex bot cock. The urge fill you up insurmountable. You whimper telling him that'll never be approved.

He sneers getting rougher... Almost painfully so. You'll make it happen... Oh you will definitely make it happen. If you don't "Danny" will just have to make an anonymous report about a technician using an android for their own sick pleasure. He's sure he can get your spend to coat his hands. Maybe get another maintainer to notice it and report you also. Don't you want this job? Don't you need this job? Don't you love this job? Don't you love him?

S.C.R.E.A.M loves you, why are you denying him? Why won't you let him show you truly how he feels. His efforts redoubling feeling you squirm against his touch trying to pull away. Naughty naughty tech. Let your S.C.R.E.A.M unit love you don't you want to be promoted to ⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛?

[thegraveyardsh1ft]

“The management of Macabre Mart, on the behalf of one of our fellow staff members, would like to reiterate to the rest of the staff that any mention of a certain leaked audio to said employee will now result in personal injuries and/or death, depending on the situation.”

- Henry

[rollie-pollie-ollie]

MegAnna Blurb #1

So, I learned recently that braids were a very important part of Russian history. They were used to represent honor and respect, but they also represented your relationship status. And that's where things get very interesting for Meganna. Cause in all of Anna's cosmetics she has either buzz cut hair or very short hair. Something that would be unheard of in Russia when she was alive. So, one of two possibilities happened with her story. Either dbd didn't bother looking into Russian history (the most likely option) or there is a lore reason. Thinking of a lore reason, what if her father was drafted into the war and passed causing her mother to move away from others and cut her hair? This would allow huntress to know about the hair system but also be comfortable around short hair.

But meeting Meg, someone whose base cosmetics are not one, not two, but three braids? Yeah, that would break her mind. Is that redhead like her mother and lost her spouse? Or does Meg not want a spouse in the first place? What in the world do three braids mean? I feel like that would be a question that would be on the back of huntress's mind but not something that would bother her enough to distract her from her hunt. At least the first time. But it would sit there and fester. What is the meaning of the three braids that this little fox wears?

It would finally boil over during a partially irritating match with Anna managing to kill all the other survivors except for the little runner who managed to escape her grasp each time. But with the entity on her side and spawning the hatch right in front of her. It was only a matter of time before Meg was cornered and downed. With her eyes shut, waiting for the axe to her head. Imagine Meg's surprise when instead a hand reaches over and gently grabs one of her braids. Her first instinct would be to freeze. To let the massive, axe-wielding woman do as she pleases. The louder part of her screamed to try to run away while she had a chance. So, gathering all of her energy Meg would book it, deciding there was no way to make it the door in time and wanting to go out on her own terms. Not realizing that in her chase one of her braids had fallen.

It wouldn't be until Meg was under the gentle glow of the campfire until the campfire and a friend's soft reminder that her hair was half down. Not having the energy to do it herself, She graciously took her friend's offer to braid it for her; even if it was just a simple two-style braid. It felt nice to have someone do her for her. Small tears welled up in her eyes thinking that the last person to her hair was her mother. But that's who she was fighting for and now was not the time to focus on that. After all, they could have another trail any minute now.

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Luck would have it that Meg wouldn't be pulled into a trail for a good long while. A well-deserved break for her. But it would be just her luck that the next trail she would get would be with the one killer that she was the most eager to avoid. And for some reason, this match would be especially brutal. The Huntress targeting her no matter how badly her teammates tried to take chase or how many distractions there were. The huntress only had eyes for Meg that round. Normally having the attention of a 7-foot-muscled woman doesn't sound that bad, but when you add the murderous ramage it gets a whole lot worse. It would be the most difficult match Meg would've had with the huntress to date. Every swing of the axe held so much more rage than Meg was used to.

And the only thing that Meg could think was what caused this sudden change, not realizing she was wearing the change. Huntress couldn't explain the weird feeling in her chest after seeing the little fox wear the two braids. A part of her couldn't care less. It wasn't the first time a survivor had a spouse before the entity took them. But there was something about seeing that the little fox was taken and having the answer about the three braids that made her feel like there was a pit in the middle of her stomach. And what better way to fix it than to get rid of the problem that was causing it in the first place? So yes, she targeted the redhead out of the game, but it was for a good reason. She thinks. So why does her stomach still hurt?

Huntress would finally get her answer one night when doing her nightly walks around the forest. Not expecting anything but managing to find an injured little fox. Humming to herself, she would be in a dilemma. Take the injured one home or put her out of her hurting now. Huntress's thinking would get interrupted by an unexpected shout from the fox and seeing the fight still in her, huntress figured it wouldn't hurt to take her in and tend to her wounds. After all, there is no point in a chase if it would be boring.

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Over time the idea of chase would slowly leave Anna's mind as she grew closer to Meg. Living together with someone was something Anna missed. Being able to take care of someone without them fighting back was a dream of her's that she was finally able to fulfill. But even with the nice atmosphere between them, it didn't help ease the weird feeling Anna had whenever she looked at the braids on the other's head. It was a silly thing but why does she wish there was only one braid...

All good things must come to an end though and it would end with the most basic of questions. "Do you miss your husband?"

It would be a question to take Meg completely off guard. Taking care of her mother took all of her time, and she had no energy left for a partner at the end of the day. Much less energy for a man. So, she answered honestly. She never had a husband and doesn't have a partner, only a mother hopefully waiting for her at home. Judging by the way Anna slammed her hands down, that was probably the wrong answer. "Why Lie", would be shouted from the other side of the table.

If there was something that Meg couldn't stand, it was being called a liar. "Why would you think I'm lying?", would be her instant response.

The odd hand jester Anna made towards her wouldn't be enough to answer her question and Meg would be sure to let her know that. But by the way, Anna stormed out it was clear Meg wouldn't be getting her answer anytime soon. And maybe that was for the best. Cause soon enough, she was once again back in a trial and once again she was against a very angry Huntress. Except this time she knew there was more behind the mask and this time she was determined to not fall to her axe.

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Collapsing on a fallen log was one of the best feelings a survivor could have, it meant they lived. That they survived. But this victory was tainted with a sour taste in her mouth. And it wasn't just her missing huntress's cooking already. "Missing your girlfriend already?"

Snapping her head up to see Nea standing in front of her was a surprise but a welcome one. After all, it gave her someone to rant to, someone that wouldn't judge her. So with that one sentence Meg ranted and ranted. From the fact that the huntress could talk and was a lot kinder outside of a trial, to the fact she was also a great cook. All that ranting would eventually lead her back to the last conversation she had with the huntress.

"I just don't get it, why would she think I had a husband. I don't even have a ring!", barely audible from the way Meg had her head stuffed in between her hands.

A laugh from the other would have her peeking out from between them with a massive frown. Luckily her friend would respond before she could even open her mouth to scold her for laughing at a time like this.

"It's your hair dummy", Nea responded between laughs.

Only getting angrier at the comment, Meg was tempted to get up and strangle Nea herself. When Nea stood up and walked behind Meg slowly taking out her braids with care.

"She's Russian, right? Wearing your hair in two braids is something only married women do. You're supposed to wear it one braid if you're single"

And with that single sentence and small braiding session, it was like Nea casted a spell or something. No one could miss the way the huntress stopped mid-chase after taking a look a Meg, and this time Meg stood there as the giant woman reached a slow hand out to hold her braid. With a small huff, the huntress went back on her way and Meg couldn't wait for this trial to be over. After all, she was really hungry.

[cozyreadings-ao3]

Quick thought about my modern/ABO escaped dbd au I gotta spit out before I explode:

Claudette obviously loves her plants, and finds herself once again enjoying building up a garden. With the internet so much more polished since the 90’s, my girl could finally get her favorite flower: the ghost orchid! :,)

After intensive research, Claudette sets up the perfect terrarium, buying a few orchid seeds to start the process. I could just imagine her treating them like actual babies, taking proper care of them, and watching them grow :,,)

I just need my girl to be happy and healthy with her plants 😭

[landfilloftrash]

benefits of having your entire outfit be covered in guts and blood and torn at certain points? you get to dress up however you wish, bc its OFFICIALLY your time off.

[toongirl007]

been playing alot of DBD lately & its getting me to want to revisit that drawing I did a while ago for crossover with Spark lol

[shadowtoons]

While everyone is going crazy over Viv comment

Meanwhile over here thinking about my DBD verse between Stolas and Blitz.

How they both are clueless they like each other, but they don't wanna ruin their friendship.

Hell even if they both admit it, think they will take their time to see what they both love and hate, what they want to do more in the future and how they wanna protect each other. OwO

[getgcne]

His chest still heaved from the initial chase, the adrenaline buzzing in his veins making it no easy feat to take the short rest and utilize it efficiently. The survivor was tense, ready to bolt either way if the bladed killer decided to try and step around the collection of stacked debris and chunky pallet that separated the two.

His nose scrunched at the offer, at the realization that some of these freaks could talk. GREAT, more conversation he had to put up with. The other survivors at least were too busy, well, surviving to do more than whisper instructions and warnings to one another.

❝ You can just ditch me and find someone else to chase. ❞ he says breathily, lifts a dirty hand to wipe some sweat from his brow and flick it off to the side. ❝ You don't gotta try and save face with the 'Join Me' bullshit. Just say you can't catch me. ❞

He grinned if only to make the taunt cut a little deeper. In truth, he was as freaked as anyone else here. Sure, he seemed to exhaust a little more...energy in trials. He was scrappy, he was violent, that survival instinct hadn't seemed to dull any despite how many times he'd run from one of these freaks with a knife or a chainsaw or a big fucking sword (cleaver?). But he was just like anyone else who'd be dragged here. He wanted to go home.

The loud noise of a generator being completed shook him and his gaze jerked towards it over his shoulder.

@getgcne

"You know, you'd make a great killer with how much of a fight you put up." Frank chuckles, tapping the blade of his knife against his palm. "What do I have to say or do to have you have some fun with me taking out the other survivors in this trial? Hmm?"

[sonofhelios2005]

Dead Boy Detectives AU, Charles makes a demon deal for Edwin's soul.

In this AU, everything that happened in the show still occurred. However, they never encountered the Night Nurse, so Edwin never goes to hell again.

Several months after Port Townsend, the boys have a very close call with a soul, which gets dragged to hell. Charles, seeing how much this affects Edwin, begins looking into removing the claim hell has on Edwin's soul. He keeps this to himself, not wanting to upset Edwin.

After a while, Charles realises that the only way to free Edwin is to get the demon who owns his soul to release him. Charles sets about finding a safe way to summon the demon. Although he is successful in summoning the demon who owns Edwin's soul, it isn't the Doll Spider Demon who, in the decades since losing Edwin, has found a new pray and traded Edwin's soul to another.

The demon who owns Edwin's soul isn't some low-level demon but instead is Malphas the crow demon who is a very powerful President of hell. Malphas is quite reasonable for a demon and is willing to make a deal in exchange for Edwin. He is aware of the DBDs from the stories of some souls in hell. Malphas offers to free Edwin's soul if Charles enters his service, in return for Edwin being free Charles will act as an agent of Malphas on Earth and hunt for those who had sold their souls to the demon but had managed to evade Death and hell. Charles accepts the deal as it allows him to both free Edwin and stay out hell.

Charles is left with the seal of Malphas burned into his arm, which he hides from the others. The first few months after his deal are good for reasons Edwin can't explain, he feels lighter as though a weight had been lifted of his shoulders. Charles is only called on a few times by Malphas, and the souls he finds are truly awful people, so he felt little guilt in their being taken to hell.

As more time passes, the others, of course, notice something different about Charles, not only his increasingly longer absences but also his behaviour. Charles is more prone to anger and frequently more violent towards anyone troubling their clients. Charles change isn't just from the stress of his obligations to Malphas and keeping secrets the mark on his arm acts as a corruptive influence on Charles which although grants him power to perform his job for Malphas also amplifies his worst traits, it will slowly chip away at his humanity. The others eventually discover Charles secrets when one of their clients is also on of the souls he is supposed to claim for Malphas.

This could go many ways with a good resolution in which they are able to free Charles from Malphas, and they are free of hell. Alternatively, it could go very bad, and Charles could become a threat as the mark corrupts him into some dark spirit or even a demon (Mark of Caine from Supernatural like).

As always, this isn't something I'll write as I have no artistic ability. Just my mad rambling.

[ro-doodles]

hi im insane and this post of yours just spurned me into vomiting like a whole essay of barely-coherent dbd miraculous au notes into the notes app on my phone. theyre run-on and messy as all hell but would you be interested in seeing them anyway

BRO DO YOU EVEN HAVE TO ASK?! *ahem* - yes I would be greatly pleased to see your rambling au notes, if you would be so gracious as to share them.

[fishyvamp]

18+ NSFW MDNI mind the tags

You whimpered as the S.C.R.E.A.M unit pinned you down. It's gears whirling and whining as it ground into you. It was strange in how it was like it was seeking gratification in a sexual way. Rubbing where it's dick would be against the curve of your ass. You clenched your fist, teeth gritted heavily, the scent of fresh oil you had just applied to it's joints in the air of the workshop. This must've been some sick joke someone was playing on you. Maybe some kind of hazing ritual to welcome the new technician.

"You got a boyfriend?" The bot seemed to tease. It's icy mechanical hand pressing against your throat pulling you flush against it's cold frame. The coveralls you wore doing very little to protect you. You could feel a scream building in your throat as none of this made sense. It had walked in of it's own free will, or at least the equivalent of free will for a android, requesting maintenance and when you had finished diagnosis everything was clear; No anomalies, not even signs of code tampering, yet when the bot was turned back on it began behaving unnaturally. All you knew for sure is If you made it out of this alive you will be looking through its code piece by piece to find out who tampered with your unit. Surely there would be a digital signature in there. Something to indicate who last touched the code.

"Stop!" You screamed out feeling it's other hand beginning to palm the front of your pants, "initiate command slash S!" The kill phrase coming out desperate the bolder it got practically crushing you against the table; it's hips picking up speed. Before stuttering to a stop, grip loosening just enough for you to slide out; breathing heavily you clutched your chest looking up at the machine that had you caged just moment ago. The fact that it didn't halt right away felt a bit unnerving but the nightmare was over. Clawing at the rough sandpaper like carpet you moved into the light of your dimly lit office. It felt like an eternity as you begged yourself to calm down long enough to plug in the diagnostic computer.

Your eyes shut tightly, you count backwards from ten, listening to the clicks and beeps as it dug whatever info it could, name after name appearing on the screen before you. The unit behaved too purposely to be a true malfunction. Your eyes darting across the screen, the only name catching your eye was that of Danny Johnson. You had to think on why that name sounded familiar despite no one currently working in your shop with that name. Who was Danny? Maybe it was a placeholder name?

It wouldn't be till later that you'd realize Danny was the name of the technician who was killed by a S.C.R.E.A.M unit a year earlier, that in of itself would explain the name, thinking maybe someone in your shop got ahold of his old login information to prank you... It wasn't unusual for the company to not care about removing the permissions of the dead. At least that was until discovering that Danny was the only deceased employee to have their profile completely removed from the system. Even his past work history and general employee file was completely null, as if he never existed. Not even old logs were accessible.

You know he was real the older employees talked about how sweet he was, how he could charm the pants off just about anyone. Well loved and respected, but he didn't exist according to the system. So how the hell did someone use Danny Johnson's information to modify code? Danny doesn't have authorization. Danny shouldn't be able to modify code. Danny technically doesn't exist. So why does it say "Danny wants you"?

[lycan-exe]

Intro Post!! :D

Hi, I'm Lycan, your local worm on a string and cryptid enthusiast !!

Cosplayer & Digital Artist (primarily starkid/tcb fanartist atm)

also on Instagram (lycan.exe_) & ao3 (lycan_exe)

About Me:

Name: Lycan

Age: 17

Fav Music Artists: Aurelio Voltaire, Sparkbird, Will Wood, Crawlers, Ricky Montgomery, Chappell Roan, Yaelokre, The Crane Wives, Fish in a Birdcage

Fav Musicals: Hadestown, LSoH, Come From Away, Ride the Cyclone, Heathers, Starkid, Spies Are Forever, Jekyll & Hyde (concept album), Les Miserables

Interests: Starcanwrecked (Spies, Poe Party & Hatchetfield in particular), Arcane, DBH, Musicals, FNAF, Muppets, DHMIS, Gen Loss, Good Omens, Cryptids, & so much more.

Hobbies: D&D, digital art, game design, cosplay, writing, gaming, reading, watching random video essays, puppet-making

Fav Cosplays I've Done: Owen Carvour, Curt Mega, H.G. Wells, Pokotho/Pokey, Wiley/Wilbur Cross, Gary Goldstein, JD, Ralsei, Red Guy, Michael Afton, Viktor (Arcane)

My ask box is open!! Feel free to send anything from art requests (starkid/tcb only atm) to asks about any of my interests, I will happily yap for ages. Currently extremely autistic over the tragic gay spies....

my art tag(s): #lycans doodles / #lycan.png

my silly ramblings tag: #lycan.txt

Owen Carvour rp blog!: @limey--bastard

Accidental creator/co-creator of these Spies AUs:

the apotheOWENsis (tgwdlm au)

dungeons and spies (spies dnd au)

spies are animals au

haunting au (post-canon ghostwen)

selkie!owen au

detroit become spies (dbh au)

spydew valley (stardew valley au)

dead spy detectives (dbd au)

arcane au

[cozyreadings-ao3]

Already 2k words deep into my ABO fic, and I’m not even anywhere near finishing up the first chapter 😭

I’m honestly having such a fun time writing and planning out ideas for it though!! :))

[experimentaldragonfire]

WIP Game

tagged by: @bitterdesert (who definitely knows this is going to be a long list)

rules: make a new post with the names of all the files in your WIP folder, regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. let people send you an ask with the title that most intrigues them, and then post a little snippet or tell them something about it! and then tag as many people as you have WIPs.

(disclaimer: some of these have been WIPs for a Long Time. that doesn't mean they're not still In Progress, for a given value of Progress...) attempting to do this in a somewhat-organized fashion:

Dead Boy Detectives:

archaeologist dbd au

dbd ep4 pov scene

the chest touch hug fic

that one scene from the thing anna is writing

gleead boy gleetectives

sleep deprived plane ramblings

Ace Attorney:

oops Gorls

ch7 except it's a oneshot

klavdar disaster breakup

faraskye office desk shenanigans

fake dating multichap

Franmaya boarding school

faraskye currents prequel

aa4 as told through gavinners fandom drama

housesitting fic????

bath bomb au Miscellaneous:

merlin au except it's pjo

OOPS fhsy pirate brawl 1

as much as i wish I had 18 people to tag i really don't think that's the case so let's just say a low-priority tag to @contritecactite @kristimoon @buried-stars @strawberricakeandpie and anyone who particularly wants an excuse to share their wip titles

[stonehenge-asexual]

Hey. Gift for u. Thoughts on mindlink in the dbd smbts au

god don't even get me started. mindlink connecting the teens initially during fights, and then niko is able to connect them even outside of transformation and they can talk during classes. edwin trying to focus in class but having to tune out the background noise of the other three and getting very annoyed and tossing out a i am TRYING to focus very loudly in their minds and it's quiet for the rest of class the same was its quiet in the car when your parent raises their voice with you bc they're annoyed and driving and just want you to be quiet so they can get you home safely. figuring out that they can send each other mind version of Game Pigeon games and doing that during study sessions or late nights where they can't sleep.

learning how to distinguish between thoughts based on their cadence. edwin and niko both having ramble-y thoughts but edwin's stay focused on a line of thought while niko's jump between topics. charles think less in full sentences and more in emotions and individual phrases. crystal's thoughts coming through quick and having an echo-y feel because of the divination aspects of her powers.

connected nightmares :) initially not knowing that they're experiencing each others nightmares, but then they fall into nightmares that there's no way that they would have them (stumbling into a nightmare niko has about losing her dad, crystal falling back into old habits with the team, charles' nightmares about his dad, nightmares about each other getting hurt) and figuring it out and now they're seeing each others fears and worries and not even their dreams and nightmares being private (edwin and charles sharing dreams of domesticity before they get together but they both think it's their own dreams and both being worried about the other stumbling into those dreams).

feeling strong flashes of each other's emotions. one of them being up late and feeling a spike of loneliness or fear from one of the others and having to piece through who sent it and going to their room to check in. charles not wanting to burden the others with his negative emotions, learning to lock down his mind from the link but the absence of his thoughts feels bad in a different way.

just, thinks about being so connected to people they literally know you inside and out, they're actually able to look inside your head, but also the absolute lack of privacy they have initially.

[librarian-computer]

@ayyy-imma-ninja @artofachickennamedcheese @aturtletotz @ask-dbd-wh-au @achickennamedcheese @baa-whatever @bloo-the-dragon @beeshoesometimesdraws @bestkiboo @brekwrites @cephalonghost @cacaocheri @cherybeee @cheries-on-the-side @creesask @crees-a @da-looney @dragoncxv360 @dana-chan-the-control-brain @emhm @evilyn-is-gay @exoethereal-exe @fluffffpillow @fablekitty @galaxysugarr @garbagechocolate @gomorahkallenbach @hollowskullhead @hopps-rambling @i-ate-your-dog-srry @just-a-drawing-bean @jestersdlc @kriimhild @lilsteppybigoof @lemmyloops @lonely-lovely-lemons @mono-the-robot @miiv12 @milkyrrr @notdysfunk @o-i-w-u @pillowspace @pippyartz @potatotato-26 @paaatchm @quasar-kaiser @quirkyfries @rayofmisfortune @polaris-stuff @snowe-zolynn-rogers I added as much ppl I follow as I could in alphabetical order

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im begging anyone who sees this post to prevent rapesexual, im begging you. no one will see this but if you do reblog to get the message out that these fuckers exist and dont deserve to exist heres the flag so you can know who to fucking block, report and tell to fuck off

i dont want this to ruin the pride and help with self esteem of being lgbtq+ so a signal boost from larger accounts might be nice