#dbd the assassin

[rotted-anomaly]

So, I was doing research for fanfiction and my comic stuff. Well, let's just say I'm swarming in headcanons about Tarhos and the Guardia Comapagnia.

I only say headcanon because it's not explicitly stated and such. Also, it's not really a big revelation. Sorry if the way I'm typing is causing hype, because it's probably really obvious that, yeah.. they're dead. But I'm not always so sure, predominantly because some characters can look really "decrepit" because entity messes with appearances and such, also medieval medicine isn't the best, and such.

I'm sometimes just staring at their models...because I wanna be accurate in writing the appearances. I think their like ghost zombies? Perhaps...

Like they're so burnt, bound, horribly injured. Makes me sad. Tarhos' companions, his closest friends, are dead...or something.

Tarhos unwittingly hanging onto their souls of his closest friends, so they can hunt survivors together.

He was able to take them forcefully out of the Guardia Compagnia.

The battle at Portoscuro taking their lives and as the Fog closes in they live in a sort of zombie-ghost like limbo.

At least their together

I know he already had a tome, but I hope we get another one.

Yee. Best friends forever... I wonder if they argue, probably.

[mara-xx217]

Heyo Mara, can I ask for funsized little snips of the knight and his guards reaction to seeing their favorite survivor(who isn't aware of their feelings) interacting with Vittorio. Say their just working on a gen, or they save eachother a lot. 👉👈

Spoiler: It all ends in extreme jealousy and death on Vittorio's part.

They all, the Knight and his Guards, whether or not they all have romantic feelings towards you or not, will help one another in killing anyone that messes with "their" woman. And if it's Vittorio? Oh yeah... it's gonna get messy...

The Knight, like all four of them, is prone to bursts of violence. Seeing that nobleman bumping shoulders with you, of all people, really brings his blood to a boil. He might end up outright killing him, though the Knight had the full intention to call upon his guards so he could torment the man before his end. You, on the other hand, won't be allowed to simply leave. No, the Knight would much rather stake his claim into you now, so that you and everyone else will know exactly who it is that you belong to...

The Assassin, who normally is able to keep his emotions in check and prefers to plan out his attacks instead of acting on impulse, won't be able to stop himself from jumping from the shadows and sinking his broken sword into Vittorio's shoulder. He dares to touch YOU?! The Assassin has tunnel vision and all he can see is Vittorio. Your screams are drowned out by the gritting of his teeth and the feeling of his blade digging into Vittorio's blood-spattered body. You are upset now... but you'll understand why he did what he did! It was for you, after all! He'll make you see what a terrible mistake you would be making by involving yourself with the likes of him...

The Jailor might be the most explosive of the four. Like the Knight, he acts upon his instincts immediately, unable to control himself when seeing you interact with anyone else, especially a man and especially him. But he simply won't just kill Vittorio, no, no. He's a torture by trade and it's no different here and now. Only he won't be torturing the Italian nobleman alone. No... you will be a participant, no matter how much you scream, cry and beg for him to stop. The Jailor won't- he can't- stop until you and Vittorio both understand the gravity of the crime committed. What crime? Hurting his ego, of course!

The Carnifex is a simple man. He get angry, he remove the thing that angered him. Usually from the around the shoulders, though sometimes it's difficult to hit his mark when the target is running and squirming. It's even more cumbersome with you hanging off his arm, kicking and screaming for him to stop. No... he don't think he will stop... You'll be carried away kicking and screaming, until you calm down, of course. You're simply hysterical! You could accidently hurt yourself and the Carnifex simply couldn't have that happen...

@prettycutebunny, @infinitewhore, @kennbb, @slutwithadegree, @dead-bxxxtch-walking, @space-arsonist, @pink-soft-shadow, @sinlessdesire, @hoemine

[magg0t-king]

👁👁

[somecrimsondream]

They stole Maurice...

[bubbasbubblebutt]

MORE DISNEY PRINCESSES AND DBD KILLERS FOR MY SOUL

[fishyvamp]

Eldritch!Reder @ Tarhos me thinks

Even the bravest knight needs a kiss or two... or a million

Your realm was barren, with only the essentials; after all, you had never brought anyone here to stay before. The castle in the center was something you had stolen in hopes of making Tarhos happy. your shadow-like body cradling the four men as you burst through the door. You had been starved of their companionship for too long. It was driving you mad. They felt off as you carried them up the spire staircase to a room decorated in silks and goose-feather bedding. Setting them down you quickly reform yourself settling into your smaller more human-like form. shadow still painting your hands and feet as you climb atop your knight. tendrils wrapping around his armor, the desperation to feel him building in your chest.

"Tarhos," You whisper his name, your hand reaching out to cupping his helmet, your forehead pressed against the cold metal. "I missed you." the sound was barely audible, but he understood hands settling on your hips, "You may remove it, my dear." his voice sounded so tired. without hesitation, you remove the heavy object from his head revealing his face. eyes deep-set and tired bruises along his face that painfully reminded you just how human he was and it hurt to see. Did your sister even grant him a moment of rest?

you closed your eyes taking a deep breath. "My dearest knight may I remove it all?" you ask wishing to see the extent of punishment he had endured. The other three seemingly sleeping already exhausted. he nods letting your tendrils pull and unhook every piece. the armor gingerly placed in some remote corner. chainmail and even cloth removed from his body as you leave him bare. the warmth of your skin against his was a great comfort. A soft smile lit his face as he felt you push him down though he put up no fight. a moan escaping him feeling your lips against his skin wandering shadows tracing his body as if you wanted to take away all the exhaustion and pain. "I missed you," you repeat against his skin breathing him in deeply. Realizing at this moment that there might be something more to this than a follower worshiping his god.

[atari-phantom]

I've been playing Knight. A lot. I got a couple of really good screenshots while playing, and this one. This one in particular sums up how I feel sometimes in this game.

"Bill. Please. Listen to me, Bill. You have to stop t-bagging at every pallet you see and making yourself a target. That's how you end getting killed, Bill." -Durkos, probably

[mintcrows]

4 blokes that do fuck all

[kingdonghyeok]

Alejandro & Durkos ‼️

[aths-art]

Dune Presence Wraith!

My submission for this year's Killer Outfit Contest.

[starbornsea]

My boy Malech 💖

[auroramoon-draws16]

*crawls out of the ether*

IM BACK BITCH

Ahem

Assassin’s Creed x Dead by Daylight

It’s one thing to be the hunter hiding in the shadows, but how well does an assassin do being the one hunted?

Really well, actually.

Assassins are trained to hide, to be untraceable, to vanish once the blood is drawn. Funny how the things that made them formidable killers also made them excellent survivors.

I wonder what would happen if they played both roles?

The first: a Killer forced to go against their morality, to spill the blood of the innocent, to cause suffering where there once was the swift mercy of death. A puppet to another’s inhumane game. (Or perhaps the killer was a brother, an assassin who’s already distanced himself from the creed, from the brotherhood. One who wouldn’t shy away from the blood on his blade.)

The second: a Survivor forced to endure a constant hunt where they are unable to use their blade, unable to protect the innocent around them, unable to fight back with the skills they spent a lifetime (and then some) cultivating to defend themselves. They can hide, they can work with a team, but they cannot escape.

What if these two were to meet?

A brother vs a brother.

A diabolical game where there are no winners.

Idk, I just think it’d be neat.

(You can pick the Assassins btw, definitely thinking about Desmond being the survivor because, well, yeah, he’s the most emotional and deals with the most bullshit situations, but honestly it could be anyone. It would be interesting if it was Ezio or Altaïr as a survivor, mainly because I don’t think any of the Survivors are from that far back in history, so it would be interesting to see that interaction. Just do whatever is most interesting to you.)

(Maybe you can have more than one survivor? Have some bonding between Desmond and his ancestors or something?)

(Also, the new map could be something like the Abstergo lab or Alamut or Masyaf or something?)

(Oh!! also extra crossovers! Like Resident Evil and Stranger Things, man, these just write themselves ^_^)

(For the horny bitches: we got plenty to choose from ;P monster fuckers, rejoice!)

[mara-xx217]

Would you consider doing durkos (the asassin) hcs how he'd react to a fem reader showing him affection

Durkos isn't incapable. He does have a pretty realistic idea of what a lady would appreciate. The problem is that he is as awkward as Tarhos is and just as terrifying.

He sticks to the shadows, so you rarely know exactly who the one leaving you all these oddly specific gifts are.

Anything that you share with your fellow survivors, anything that you whisper softly to yourself, Durkos will hear and remember and he will use it in his bid for your hand. No matter how private or intimate it is.

Expect him to watch you during trials. Or outside of them, too... He's always just out of sight but so close that if he just... reached out-

Don't expect him to do much talking. He's quieter than his boss so that leaves gift giving and acts of service to how he would woo his chosen lady.

He would take his cloak off and either drape it over your shoulders or allow you to use it to step over mud puddles, but every time he moves, you run away screaming-

Flowers? Yes. Survivor offerings? Yes. Anything he can steal from other survivors (or even killers)? Yes. He's not above petitioning the Entity to give you a nice gift, either... It doesn't matter how long it takes, he is persistent and he won't stop following you and learning everything there is to learn about you until he finally cracks open your unwilling and terrified exterior. You'll see that he isn't so bad... Durkos would give you anything just to have you hand in hand with him...

@prettycutebunny, @infinitewhore, @kennbb, @slutwithadegree, @dead-bxxxtch-walking, @space-arsonist, @pink-soft-shadow, @sinlessdesire, @hoemine

[artbyxero]

COMMS OPEN!

[add half the cost listed for each additional character!!]

hi im owen/nui/xero whatever you'd like to call me, i'm opening comms and i'm excited to work with you if you'd like a comm from me!

[prettycutebunny]

So………… this is inspired by @mara-xx217 work called lady of the house.

Awkward

tarhos x reader

Tw: mention of death, torture, suggestive themes, also LOL.

Whatever emotions they imagined they’d feel when tarhos came for them at last, it couldn’t begin to describe the fire inside fhem. Their leader and comrade arrived in his bloodied armor seeking their help. It didn’t matter how long it had been since they last meant, they were ready to spill blood and burn cities. Which is probably why house Toscano fell with ease. The rich asshole who owned it spent his entire fortune on chasing a dream, while contracting mercenaries to do his bidding instead of proper knights.

“What now ?”

Durkos asked curtly as he wiped his dagger. The screams of the old lord rang in the basement, as the manic laughter of Alejandro echoed along with it. The latter is enjoying his new job a little too much.

“This is my castle and house now, you three will live here with me.”

Tarhos spoke confidently as an unusual glint of emotions sparkled in his eyes. A passion they never saw there before.

“What about the lady ?”

“She’s naturally mine as well”

The strong tone made even Alejandro stop while they all looked at him surprised. His voice was strong, confident, and laced with something dangerous. He walked away as they watched him leave with purposeful steps, was she the sole reason he took over this place ?

Well…. As Sandro's eyes filled with tears combined with every cell in his body shrinking in disgust, he realized that in fact she was. He wanted to tear out his ears as much as he wanted to stab durkos for leaving him behind. It was the assassins turn to guard the lady but he decided to go for his target tonight. The screams of pleasure ? followed by the thunderous sounds of fast slaps made him wish he was back to his slaver.

The obscene sounds of skin on skin rang across the hall penetrating the thigh palms covering his ears. He did NOT need to hear what his boss sounded like in such a position. How would he even face the lady after this ? The sweet gentle lady yelling for more………

DURKOS YOU'RE A DEAD MAN

[bubbasbubblebutt]

Reason #474859 why I'd never be allowed in the entity's realm