#dbd the blight x reader

[mara-xx217]

Ayo I love the way you write the DBD stuff! May I request something NSFW with Blight and a Female Reader, where he's being gentle, and has that sweet 'n fluffy jazz going on if, pretty please?

Woah! This might be the first ask I've gotten for the Blight! Awesome! Love my goopy boy lol

Warnings: Fluff and Smut, Wet Kisses, Handjobs, Oral, Gentle-ish Sex

The sounds he made were more like those a wounded, sick animal would make but you didn't really mind so much anymore. You were now able to decipher the noises Talbot would make. A scoff of indifference, a gurgle of glee, a shudder of pleasure...

There wasn't much of a mouth to kiss, at least in the traditional sense. It was always wet, not that he could help it much, but really how could you possibly complain? It was sloppy and overflowing with saliva that was laced with that bright orange serum that runs through his entire body but it was also intoxicating and sent a thrill down your spine as it dripped down your chin and ran down your neck....

You leaned over Talbot's lap and fiddled with his belt as his hand smoothed down the length of your spine. He all but purred as you freed his cock, taking its hard length into your hand and giving it a slow stroke as you pressed your lips to the tip of its head. Pale, orangish precum was already leaking from its tip and it along with your spit helped lubricate his member as you took it into your mouth.

The way he stroked your back and pulled your hair out of your face while making sure to not pull it too tightly made you feel a little warm and fuzzy on the inside. Talbot was gentle- far more gentle than you ever expected him to be- not only for his role as a killer but merely in general. He didn't treat you like glass though. It was more like you were something to be treasured but not put out of reach. Something important to him, to his daily life, not merely to be used but to be enjoyed as well... It was so... So...

You arched your back a little as you felt one of his clawed hands slip underneath your underwear. Talbot wasn't shy about feeling you up, especially in moments like this, where you were already taking him into your mouth and more fun was in the foreseeable future. Not that you minded. You leaned forward even more, giving him better access to your lower half, something that had him growling as you bobbed your head up and down his cock while sucking harshly.

His fingers found you wetness and didn't hesitate to explore your core. Your eyes fluttered shut and you hummed softly as he pressed inside of you. Already, even you were this wet... You didn't want to wait long, Talbot could tell from how well you took his fingers and how much of him you took into your mouth at a time.

He couldn't wait much longer either, so the feeling was mutual...

The pace always started out slow. Talbot wanted to enjoy every moment as he teased his way inside of you. You're so wet and warm and soft... He can never keep himself still long enough for him to truly enjoy it though... Talbot's hips have a mind of their own accord and they show no mercy as he sinks all the up to the hilt inside of you.

"O-Ooohh-! T-Talbot-!~"

You couldn't say much else as he began to fuck you with enough ferocity to leave you breathless and stunned silent. All you could really do was hold on for dear life as Talbot fucked you senseless over and over again.

His sharp nails always bit into your skin but he never broke through your skin. He made you feel so good... Every moment, every movement, was pure and utter bliss...

You're always left breathless and trembling underneath him. Filled, overflowing and spilling out at every thrust of his hips. Your face wet with saliva and tears- tears of pleasure and joy- as you gasp for air...

Oh, he always made you feel so, so good...

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

[slashers-and-chill]

Writers: "They kissed you on the lips sensually-"

BRO HOW???

I guess the blight kissing would be a lot like this.

[theres-a-body-here]

Can I request Evan, Tarhos and Talbot finding out that the reader (along with other survivors) actually managed to defeat the Entity?

Like, their usual Killer routine is suddenly interrupted by a slight trembling of the ground, like a minor earthquake. They hear distant echoing wails, like a few hundred different beasts screaming everywhere all at once. Then, everything quiets down. At the fog around the area, which was always present to some degree, starts dissipating.

They then spot a group survivors, all are uncharacteristically happy. Some are crying out in joy, some are just crying, some are hugging each other, a few just lying down, looking very relieved. The reader in amongst their group, and eventually notices the Killer.

The reader then excitedly tells their partner what happened. That through some complicated sequence of actions and rituals that even the reader didn't fully understand, the survs actually managed to beat the Entity. And the two of them are finally free.

The Trapper - Evan MacMillan

Evan keeps you close as the realm begins to break apart

He would've pulled you away from the rest entirely, but he knows you might want to say your goodbyes to the others

He won't take the portal back to his world, not even if you beg

It's a terrible, miserable place

But he's also nervous about going to your world

So be sure to reassure him

But honestly, even you aren't sure if these portals will let you two stick together

So he gives you a big kiss, just in case

He gets really into it, much to the discomfort of anyone watching

You have to pull away, flustered and hot-faced

You grab his hand, and after a few final waves at the others, finally leave the Entity's realm

The Knight - Tarhos Kovács

He's panicking hard

Him and his guard have you sandwiched right in the middle of a makeshift protective circle

Escaping to his world is out of the question

The conflict and bloodshed is no place for you

Your world it is

Tarhos turns to his guard and "releases" them for their service and they can go home without him

They say "nah" and insist on tagging along

The earth trembles and Tarhos lets out a startled yell as he lifts you up and jumps into the portal with his squad not far behind

The Blight - Talbot Grimes

He's angry and distraught

All his work in the realm, meaningless now

So many more questions, and no more time

He's not even sure if he wants to leave

But then you open your mouth

"If you stay, so am I"

That snaps him right out of his trance

His hands furiously start signing

"No" "I won't let you" "Please go home"

You want him down and he decides he can always start research in your world

He takes what he can and leaves with you

[iku-tihku]

Cw for monsterfuckery, I guess? Nothing explicit, Y/N just wants monsters

Danny trying to wingman his friend whose a monsterfucker, and just has... peculiar taste in general.

They're hanging out, chatting shit, and okay, it starts off mild with Pyramid Head walking by. The conversation quiets because Y/N is shamelessly staring at the hulking man before turning to Danny and asking "is he single?" Okay, they like the guy with the weird head. Odd but, y'know, it's not the worst thing.

He tells them that Pyramid Head is single, obviously.

Next is Phillip.

Danny: He can turn invisible

Y/N: 🥴

Danny: ...okay, okay I'll try to make it work.

But the last straw.

Y/N, staring at Talbot: Do you think he likes-

Danny: ... absolutely fucking not. You're not fucking The Blight

Talbot now turns his head towards them, stares a second and he... he just wiggled his eyebrows at Y/N.

Danny: God damn it I'm too good at my job

Look, Y/N may not have murdered anyone but Danny thinks they should be a killer anyway because they keep killing his will to live..

[slashersgostabbystabstab]

Headcanons for how the killers' would react to you trying to bite them! (I've never sent one of these before so I hope it's what you're looking for ^^)

All good! Thank you so much for the request!

I obviously won’t do such a handful of killers since I’m only writing for 4 specific killers right now, but I’ll add an additional one I thought would be interesting. I hope this is what you were looking for 🥲 I tried-

Singularity

Hux hates being touched, especially by a human. So safe to say he will NOT appreciate such actions

“Keep your human slobber off”

Would advise you to step away, but he’s already using his left claw to grip onto your face and push you away from him

“Do not attempt that again” Consent and notice is important to him mkay

More attempts will result in you being kicked out of the Huxlee Caracas III; if you’re his S/O at this point he’s still keeping you in his vicinity

“Are you trying to make me angry?” Calm down there Wesker

He doesn’t entirely mind it if given notice and he wants to get just a tad bit more intimate

Dredge

It doesn’t really perturb Druanee, it mostly is just perplexed and curious. 

It hopes its amalgamation of flesh is to your taste, if this is why you’re doing this. Druanee knows you can’t eat it, but it’s amusing seeing such things

With an unexpected nonchalance, it allows biting to continue if you want it to

Just don’t be surprised if something from the void reaches out and gives you a nibble of its own. Druanee totally does not know about that. 

This will happen a lot more; another conversation about boundaries unless you’re into the surprise love bites 

Blight

Definitely finds it strange when it happens, because you will manage to get a bite in seeing as he might be distracted doing something

Makes him wonder if you're seeking attention...

Talbot just shrugs it off and doesn't think very much about it. Until you do it again. Now he's really setting his pen down and looks at you

He can't talk so you're getting a look...can't really tell what emotion is present on there. He tries to communicate that it's not the best idea to bite him (but he is secretly curious to see what would happen if- Talbot No)

Definitely do not bite him. Not a good idea. Nope.

Besides his scientific tendencies I think he might actually like getting bitten

Deathslinger

Will stop what's he's doing and turn to you. Pretty astonished honestly

"Why are we biting, sweetheart?"

Wouldn't really be bothered by it and would instead find it endearing, just tell him first please. He's probably working with some tools and can't have ya getting hurt

Actually would enjoy receiving surprise bites; unless...you're someone random than what the-

Does appreciate if you kiss where you give him little bites~

Don't expect any bites from him however, at least...not at random like you might be doing

Xenomorph (take this one as you will)

If you’re trying to give Big Chap a bite, it means you’ve grown a close enough bond to be physically allowed that close to them

However, strong emphasis on bite. They’re not exactly going to allow it. At first

Before you can land any kind of nibble, Big Chap will bite you first

They tease you, playfully scare you with false bites. Until the day they finally decide to chomp 

Just like Druanee you will get many surprise (love) bites (which may hurt a bit more than what Druanee gives). Eventually though, they will soften their bites 

Sometimes the inner mouth is what will give the bites, those are more like nibbles and can be considered much more affectionate

You will be allowed to give the your own bites at some, because Big Chap will expect the favor to be returned (what a hypocrite)

Fun fact: The Xenomorph in DBD is obviously from the first ALIEN movie and is named Big Chap. Although I typically call Xenos by she/her pronouns (it's a joke but they all have potential to be a Queen) I went with something more neutral because the name implies something male…trans Xeno? Idk I just really like ALIEN

[fishyvamp]

Brb holding Talbot's hand and making him my boyfriend

Also consider; everyone wants Y/N, Y/N only wants Talbot

Considering it... Yes,

A reader who is an honest to God monster fucker. Has Ghostface and the members of Legion flirting with them all trial they don't even react outside of raising an eyebrow hearing them talking about how good they'd be while dangling on hook. Yeah you unhook yourself they're begging for so long basically throwing the trial to get you to say yes to one date. Word goes around and it starts becoming a competition who can get you on a date or at the very least into bed should be easy. Hell even pyramid head throws his proverbial hat into the ring chatting you up. He seems to get the most luck, but at the end of the day you brush him off. No sweat off his back plenty of others who'd be happy to lay with him.

You who doesn't even try? The Blight, he did use to be a handsome fella who could woo just about anyone, but he was disfigured with limbs too twisted, mouth too large; he was a monster and not the sex kind. Not anyone's type so why even try, but the moment you get matched up in trial. The moment you watch as he bounces from wall to wall knocking you down. You were in love. Flirting with him hopelessly. The killer not even registering as you remark about how strong he is. Not even when you ask if there was any special person in his life. He just scoffs asking why you'd even think there'd be anyone else. Fuck he doesn't even register it when he stumbles across you buck ass naked at the hot spring on the Yamaoka estate.

It's just the two of you and you don't even make the effort to cover yourself. Just letting him see all of you. He is incredibly flustered. Couldn't even deny that he finds you attractive having to excuse himself to relieve the growing tension in his trousers. Dear God do you know what you're doing to him. He wants you! And you must absolutely find him so repulsive that you don't even bother hiding your body for his eyes. He is a man and he will pluck them out if keep treating him like this for he fears what kind of vile things he may do otherwise.

This experience hurts you too. You think he must find YOU repulsive. After all he didn't return until you had left and you saw the way he looked around as if he was making sure you were gone. You find yourself just brokenheartedly going through each trial the killers trying to figure out why your usually vibrant spirit who taunts kills has dulled so dramatically. Ghostface connecting the dots when Talbot talks about how you seemed fine when he saw you that night. He found it flustering to see your naked form so brazenly exposed. He wonders what changed. Everyone taking pause going wait he's seen you naked?! Talbot?! Really?! Ghostface bluntly saying "you saw them naked and they didn't even cover up?! You dense motherfucker." Spelling it out to him eyes getting wider and wider the more he realizes how badly he fucked up.

[deadbydangit]

I read your one imagine about sleeping next to the killer, can I request something similar with the ghostface, the knight, and the blight. ☆

I absolutely can. I have so many good ideas for this one that I just thought of. Please enjoy.

Sleeping with them: Ghostface, Knight, Blight

Ghostface

Oh, you think sleeping next to Danny is going to be fun?

Well you're wrong.

First off, this guy is a blanket hog.

It won't matter if you put extra blankets on yourself, he's stealing them.

And he won't even know he's doing it.

He just pulls them on himself.

Then he wakes up cover and sweat and complains about it.

You can mention the issue to him, but he knows there's not much he could do about it.

And it isn't really his fault.

So make sure to hold those blankets tight.

Second, he is super squirmy.

There are two types of people when sleeping: those who sleep peacefully and of those who kick everything around and won't say still.

Danny is definitely the second.

He's a wild sleeper, so don't be surprised when you end up being kicked in the middle of the night.

He doesn't mean to do it. It really isn't his fault.

If you mention it to him in the morning he will apologize.

He also talks in his sleep.

And it's really funny.

It makes absolutely no sense.

"It's Taco day, so I want sprinkles."

"Frogs don't have wings, they aren't people."

Sometimes he'll even be talking about you in his sleep.

Mumbling about how much he loves you.

Like he's having a conversation with someone and bragging about you.

It's really sweet. But if you mention it to him the next morning he won't remember a thing.

Despite all this, he's very cuddly.

Before you both fall asleep, he wants to be the big spoon and hold on to you.

It's his way of protecting you from anything that might harm you.

Even if there's no harm around, he just wants to hold you.

Knight

Sleeping next to Tarhos isn't as bad as sleeping next to Danny.

He isn't squirmy and doesn't kick.

He's very still and silent when he sleeps.

Occasionally, he moves slightly.

But, other than that he stays pretty still.

Overall he's a pretty good sleeping partner.

Well, except, he won't take the helmet off!

Yeah, he sleeps with it on.

And, no, he won't take it off no matter how many times you ask him to.

He claims it's 'a crucial part of his identity'.

It's also very uncomfortable to sleep near him.

Forget about hugging or spooning.

You're going to hit your head and it isn't going to feel good.

That helmet is made of metal.

Do you have any idea how hard that is?

Imagine you're sleeping and you suddenly move, then you hit your head on metal.

That's certainly one way to ruin a good night's sleep.

Oh, and he always wants to hold on to you.

He claims it's his way of protecting you.

'The realm is very dangerous, so let me protect you my love.'

You can tell him how uncomfortable it is, but he won't listen to you.

Again, it's a crucial part of his identity.

And even if you do learn to sleep through hitting your head on metal, that helmet is covered in rust and dried blood.

Now imagine waking up with all that gross dirt, grime, and blood all over you.

All over the bed sheets, all over your clothes, and worst of all, all over your face.

He's used to sleeping and dirty conditions, so it doesn't really phase him.

If you beg enough, he will clean his helmet off at the very least.

On the plus side, he's an early riser so he's usually not there when you wake up.

You have the whole bed to yourself to sleep in.

And he's very careful about not waking you up, he even tucks you in after he's gotten out of bed.

He claims he doesn't do that. But seeing how neat and tidy the tuck is, it's pretty obvious he tucks you back in.

He'll also whisper sweet words to you right before you fall asleep.

All about how amazing you are and how special you are to him.

About how he'll protect you from the world if he has to.

Blight

Arguably, one of the best sleeping partners.

You'd figure his goo would get on everything and anything.

But that isn't the case.

Actually he doesn't need to sleep.

Or, he can't anymore. He isn't really sure which.

You might feel bad for him. But he really doesn't mind not being able to sleep.

Otherwise, he knows he'll be plagued by nightmares.

But that won't stop him from making sure you have a good night's sleep.

Just because he isn't entirely human anymore and doesn't need to sleep, doesn't mean you don't have to.

His bedtime ritual for you is very luxurious and loving.

Being a scientist, he knows a lot about the human body.

He knows your sleep cycle and knows how to best get you asleep.

Routine is key. And he knows that.

Even if you aren't tired, he'll try to get you to relax around the same time every night.

He'll make sure you have plenty of blankets and are warm enough.

He can't really kiss you with his mouth as it is. So he'll make do with petting your hair very softly and soothingly.

Just that is almost enough to put anyone to sleep.

If you can't sleep, he'll first make you some tea to help you relax.

Believe me, he is an expert on making tea.

And, somehow, he never ends up getting goo in it.

If that doesn't work, he'll read you a book.

When he reads his voice is so soft and relaxing you can't help but fall asleep to it.

If none of that works, he will cuddle with you just for a little while.

He doesn't want to get you all gooey and gross.

And he does so out of love.

He just wants to make sure you feel comfortable and loved the whole night.

[rootsofdread]

Hello! While I had intended to place my second request when my first one was completed, I'm worried you'll close your asks before then, so here we go. A gender neutral reader who steals the killer's melee weapons. It's not a one off thing, no, it's something they do all the time. They grab it and run. I'll leave what killers to you, I want to be surprised, but please do two if you have the time. Sincerely, a wolf.

did three for ya, wolf! :-D

Evan MacMillan / The Trapper:

Evan had lodged his cleaver into a tree to set up some traps unencumbered, he knew he’d be unhappy if he ran into one of the survivors without it, but he figured it was the best way to do it quickly. A little while later, he came back to find it had been ripped out of the bark. The tracks in the dirt were still fresh, he knew you had to have only recently taken it. He huffed. He knew it was a mistake to leave it behind, now one of you has taken it…bear trap in hand, he sets off to find where you’d run off to. He found you almost halfway across the grounds using his cleaver to hack down a wall. His hand twitched.

He’s already an angry man, and taking his weapon just makes him angry. It’s a quick way to set him off rampaging through the grounds slaughtering anyone in his path simply to find where you’ve gone with it. He finds a way without his cleaver, you’ve seen it first-hand. Fortunately, with his weapon, you’re able to do a moderate amount of defending yourself and your teammates — until he grabs you by the collar of your shirt and stares deep into your soul, disapprovingly.

Even though he gets angry, he feels like he has to admire your fighting spirit when you decide to use his own weapon against him. You remind him of himself, in a weird way…and in an even weirder way, he likes that. You’d think he’d come to hate you for taking his things, but it’s quite the opposite.

Max Thompson, Jr. / The Hillbilly:

The first time you’d done it, Max had only set his chainsaw down for a second to throw somebody on a hook. He didn’t even know anyone else was lurking around. When he turned to pick it back up, it was gone. At first, he thought he must’ve misremembered where he put it. He doesn’t have the best memory, and it’s happened before…until he saw you running around in the distance with something clutched in your hand that didn’t look like anything you were supposed to have. He didn’t immediately register that it was his chainsaw, but when he did…to say he was furious would be an understatement.

After this, he’s a little more careful about where he puts his chainsaw and when he puts it there. He checks around corners before setting it down to make sure you’re not hiding nearby to swipe it. Sometimes, you don’t, and he’s relieved that he doesn’t have to chase you down to get it back. Unfortunately, most of the time you do end up getting your hands on it one way or another; he’d be willing to throw away the entire trial just to get it back and throw you on a hook for inconveniencing him.  

He doesn’t appreciate your thievery, but sometimes, he does seem to appreciate having someone to run around with. Nobody else cares much for him; and even though he doesn’t read your stealing as caring, necessarily, you’re still spending time around him, and going out of your way to do so. Some part of him almost, in a way, finds it sweet that you’re doing this.

Talbot Grimes / The Blight:

Talbot had accidentally thrown his cane a ways away once when trying to rush at someone. Miraculously, the hit had landed, but he had no idea where the Bonebuster had gone off to. He glanced around as he carried them over to a hook, trying to see the glint of the top in the moonlight; instead, in it’s place where it had landed, he saw you brandishing it and grinning. The second you realized he was staring at you, you bolted away with it. He cursed at you. He needs that, you insolent twerp, give it back! He immediately threw his victim on the ground and rushed after you.

You’d be surprised how often his cane slips out of his hand, and how many opportunities you have to snag it. Sometimes, he even thinks he’s safe setting it down for just a moment to replenish his energy with his serum. You take every chance you get, and he’s angry every single time, without fail. He’s not one for colorful language, he is a scientist, and a gentleman, after all, but it comes out when he’s running after you. Most of the time, you catch the giggling of other survivors as he curses at you. It’s so unlike him.

That said, he seems to have a strange admiration for your boldness, your courage, your willingness to push the limits and the buttons of himself and, as far as he can assume, other killers. No one else is quite as brave as you are, stealing his weapon and getting close enough to do so, for that, he feels he has to give you credit. He may even be compelled to run experiments: exactly how close are you willing to get?

[imtooscaredforthis]

Antagonist

Chapter Twenty Seven: Fixed

Mentions of: Drug use, Themes of Depression, Canon Typical Violence, etc.

A/N: Spoiling you guys because I’ve been dead the past few months (and probably will continue to be dead) LMAO

Tags: @prettycutebunny @dead-bxxxxtch-walking @vandeaad @mama-miya

You sighed softly as you lit the blunt between your lips. Things between you and Leon haven’t gotten any better. In fact, they just seem like they’ve become worse, with both of you avoiding each other. Lately, you haven’t really felt like talking to anyone. Even though the other survivors are going through the same thing as you, it felt like they didn’t understand. No one did.

When you weren’t in a trial, you were here, smoking and trying to numb the emptiness you felt inside. As time dragged on, you felt more alone, the hole inside only getting bigger and bigger.

So you were surprised when you heard a knock at your door. You debated answering it, wanting to be left alone, but you were also curious about who it could be.

It was Frank. Right as you were about to slam your door in his face, he moved his foot in the way he pushed the door aside, stepping inside.

“Get the fuck out!” You snapped, angry that he was forcing his way inside.

He ignored you, shutting the door behind him. He plucked the blunt from your lips, taking a deep drag and settling on the bean bag chair. He took a deep inhale, and then he spoke.

“Listen, I’m tired of this being mad and ignoring each other shit, okay? I just want to talk. I’m sorry for what I said before, and how I acted.” He took another hit, letting out a deep sigh before speaking again. “I was a real asshole, and everything you said was right. I think I was just acting that way because..because I was scared. I didn’t want to lose you. But I know getting out of here is the best thing for you, so I want to help.”

Your expression softened, your anger melting away. You reached over and took the blunt from him.

“Thanks, but you were right too. I don’t think I’ll ever be leaving this shit hole. It was stupid of me to hope I had a chance. I was being crazy.” You laid back on your bed, taking a hit and watching as the smoke curled above your lips.

“So, that’s it? You’re giving up?” He frowned. You shrugged.

Frank had seen this time and time again in survivors. Despair. Nothing left to keep them going. When they got like that, it wouldn’t be long until they were never seen again. Some said that they would die for real in trials, others said that they would be sent away to the void, serving no more purpose to The Entity.

He couldn’t lose you. Not like this. So, he got to his feet and took the joint from you again. He threw it onto the floor, putting it out with his boot.

“Hey-”

“Enough of this mopey pity party bullshit. We’re going back to the Blight’s realm, we’re going to get that serum and we’re going to get your locket back. Now come on.” He offered you his hand. You took it, letting him help you to your feet.

–

Once the coast was clear, you followed Frank into the Blight’s hideout. This time, you were able to locate the syringe easily. But you couldn’t find your locket. What did he want from it? Why did he take it? It didn’t matter. All that mattered was that you found it, hopefully in one piece. It was one of the few things that helped you feel close to your sister, and without it, you felt empty.

Frank called out your name in a hushed shout and you didn’t even have to look to know. He was here. You could hear his groans as he charged back to his home, dashing quickly. You took cover, hiding underneath one of the lab tables, while Frank hid in the corner, standing next to the doorway.

With an inhuman growl, he wandered around his home. He threw down his bottles on a nearby table, causing you to flinch. You nudged the table above you slightly, and you prayed he wouldn’t notice. You held your breath as he got close, feeling your heart racing so fast you could hear the blood rushing in your ears.

Droplets of iridescent drool stained the floor in front of you, making you wince in disgust and a bony hand reached underneath the table. Right before his finger could even nudge your nose, there was a crash in the distance. Frank had taken one of his bottles and thrown it into the woods, distracting him. He had saved you.

“Hurry.” He whispered, once The Blight had left. You searched frantically, before seeing a glint in the corner of your eye. There it was, in good condition. Relieved, you grabbed it and put it on. But the relief only lasted so long, since the next thing you knew, The Blight was rushing back and Frank was screaming at you to run.

You vaulted a broken window, Frank following quickly behind. Before he could get all the way through, The Blight grabbed his leg, tugging him back. You grabbed Frank’s arm, pulling him forward.

“Let him go, you fucking freak!” You screamed at the hissing creature. Frank tried to elbow him, but he hardly reacted. So you had no other choice but to grab the serum you were keeping in your pocket, jamming it into the monster’s arm, causing him to squeal and release him.

You hauled him through the window, sprinting through the woods, not stopping or letting him go until the coast was clear. Once it was, you let him go and sat on the ground. You were exhausted, your lungs burned, and your legs hurt. You lied back. He lied beside you.

“Are you okay?” You asked between pants, gazing over at him.

“Yeah, are you?”

“Yeah. That asshole made me lose the serum, though.”

“About that. I actually was able to snag some. I knew with how things went last time, we were going to need a backup.” He pulled out an extra vial from his coat pocket.

You stared at him in shock, before throwing your arms around him. “Holy shit. We did it!”

He laughed softly, hugging you back. It took you a second to realize what you were doing, and who you were with, but once you did, you pulled away quickly, like you’d been burned.

You cleared your throat, unable to keep eye contact with him. “This is great, Frank. Thank you so much for your help.”

“Yeah. It’s good to be friends again.” He admitted.

“It is.”

You smiled at each other for a beat, before Frank broke the silence and the eye contact. “So, uh, what are we going to do now?”

“We test it out and see what we can do.”

[gothghostiie]

AKSJDJX I SAW YOU WRITE FOR THE DEAD BY DAYLIGHT FANDOM-

okay so like what is your opinion on talbot grimes, pre-blighted or not. i just find this man so silly!!!

if you write sfw can i request the original talbot grimes forced (consensually) to take a cuddle break after working so long on the syrum!!

or nsfw, not sure what you prefer :)

but i dont have any kink so.. diy it..?

I do write both sfw and nsfw!! make sure to check my pinned if ur not sure if i write something 🫶🏻

and hes so silly!! i only ever had good experiences with the blight in game too, so I'm very positive about him

and absolutely!! hed such a workaholic, constantly (over)working himself to the point of no avail - you obviously don't have another choice but to force him into a cuddle break. you tried asking nicely but he'd gently wave you off with a 'later, my love' each time, and you can only wait so much, he can only work so much. so, as much as you'd like to let him work you'd rather have him snuggle up to you.

you prep a warm drink and some food for him before finally coming to him, as he stands at his workstation, taking notes - your chance. you grab him by the arm, gently pulling him with you. he chuckles but humours you, not thinkinh anything of it before its too late, before he's pushed onto the couch with you in his lap, pinning him down. he chuckles and rubs your hips, trying to coax you to let him work, but you don't budge. instead you feed him, shutting him up.

he realises how hungry he is and almost wolfs down the food; thinking he can get up when hes done - but instead you start snuggling into him, pressing your face into his neck - how could he ever make you let go?

[fandom-go-round]

If you're still writing for DbD can I get a fluffy smut with the Blight eating out a female Surv (Reader)?

Warnings: Sex, Sexual Situations, Canon Typical Violence, Implied Death, Implied Murder, Overstimulation, Begging Kink

He likes to tease you before eating you out, groping your ass and then acting like he didn’t. He’ll whisper filthy things in your ear and then say it’s not the right time. It drives you mad, the hot and cold, but it’s all part of the game for Talbot. He wants you desperate and needy. He knows you can’t resist him when you get this way and he loves it.

As much as he teases you throughout the day, once he gets between your legs, there isn’t any sort of teasing. He dives all in, arms wrapped around your thighs and holding you as close as he can get. He uses a combo of tongue and fingers to open you up. Talbot isn’t going to stop until you’re dripping down his chin and shaking from overstimulation.

His fingers are better than his mouth. Not that his mouth isn’t good! His fingers just know the exact place to touch and stroke to get you that much closer to cumming. A gentle press here and a come hither there and you’ll be clenching around him in no time. He likes it when you’re as loud as possible, that way everyone knows you’re his.

After sex, he likes to take a moment to relax and listen to you talk about your day. He knows what you’re like during his trials, but its interesting to see how other Killers try things. Talbot never provides snacks or things like that, but he will hold you if you ask. He isn’t going to go easy on you during a trail, but you are his favorite and that means something, even if only to him.

[simp-council]

Ok! Can I request the Demogorgon, Nemesis, the blight and The oni getting their dick and balls worshiped by their s/o ;)

Gender neutral if you could.

nsfw below!

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The Demogorgon:

This is a very new experience for it, but you can tell it’s enjoying the attention by the little rumbles and whines coming from its mouth. Usually the otherworldly monster would take you by force in an almost animalistic manner, but you had managed to convince it to let you try something new.

It will instinctually buck it’s hips if you tease it enough. Please do not tease it long or it will run out of patience and use your mouth as a cock sleeve until it is satisfied. Unless that is what you want, then tease it all you’d like.

The Demogorgon is not used to praise like this and is surprisingly very sensitive. It absolutely loves it when you nuzzle it’s cock while you gently stroke it and will probably cum on the spot if you put it into your mouth. It has a lot to give, so don’t be surprised if some ends up coming out of your nose if you try swallowing it all.

The second it hears verbal praise is when you really start hearing it make noise. You’ll tell it how big it’s cock is while you use both hands to caress it’s genitals. One hand using your thumb to tease the tip and one going down to take its balls into your grasp. It’ll be surprisingly more quiet than it’s usual screeching. You may even hearing something similar to a purr as it rests a barbarous claw just below your neck.

Absolutely loves praise and will take it any chance it can get. It’s favorite is when you tell it how good it makes you feel and how it’s always been so good to you. The Demogorgon loves to please you, so knowing that it’s making you happy will make it feel a sense of pride as you back away to grab it’s claw to guide it to your pants.

Nemesis T-Type:

He is also very new to the whole praise thing. Nemesis has always learned how to take orders time and time again, not get praises for him doing a good job at anything he’s done. Needless to say he very much appreciates you praising him for being so good to you.

Very quickly turns into a praise lover. If you aren’t telling him something along the lines of how full/good his cock always makes you feel, he’s gonna let out a huff and cross his arms. He doesn’t really try to force you, he just pouts and hopes that you take pity on him. If you don’t want him cumming too quickly though, just keep denying him praise, it’s his dirty pleasure and you keeping that away from him will only make him more needy.

The best way to silently praise him is by taking all of him into your mouth. Or atleast attempting to. He’s a big fella. Both in body standards and.. down there. There is absolutely no way possible you could fit all of him in your mouth, and that’s why he gets so worked up when you try. He loves how willing you are to try and he adores the choking sounds you make when you go down too far too fast. You’re barely halfway down when you have to stop and pull away and you just know Nemesis is staring down at you and puffed up with pride. He’s big and he knows it, but he wants you to know it too.

He’s quite loud, even when he hasn’t cum yet. Just the feeling of your hands and your tongue drifting across his cock and teasing his balls has him writhing in pleasure. Might accidentally grip your hair a bit too hard if you swipe your tongue across the head too much when trying to tease him. He’s trying his best to hold back for you but he will slip up a bit.

Also extremely into you riding him while you praise him. It adds so much more meaning when you tell him how good he is while you struggle to fit him into your tight hole, putting your hands on his chest for leverage. It really shows him that’s you genuinely mean it when you say it.

Talbot Grimes:

Talbot was never used to being praised, especially in this way. He has never seen any part of himself as relatively attractive in any way so seeing you praise any part of his body has him a bit surprised. You’ll drag your tongue down his cock all the way down to his balls and he already feels like the most important man in the world when you tell him how sexy his cock looks when it twitches in your grasp.

He can be a bit impatient at times when you draw out your praises when you’re not even touching him. He loves the way you slightly caress his thighs as you slowly drag them up to his belt, but he really wants you to move faster. If you hear a sudden growl, it probably means he wants your hands on his cock now.

Talbot loves it when you jerk him off and have him cum on your face. He thinks it looks absolutely phenomenal on you. The way his cum slowly drips down onto your chest as you gather some from your cheek to slowly put it in your mouth has him hard almost immediately. You tell him how good his cum tastes and he immediately wants his cock in your mouth again. Damn, he really does like this praising thing after all.

Naturally Talbot is a loud guy, so every one of your touches has him making noise. You’re sucking him off? He’ll be making a light growling noise. You denying him an orgasm? You’ll hear him let out a loud bellowing screech. You’re gonna hear a lot from him whether you handle him roughly or not.

He loves it when you praise his cock, telling him that you always feel so good when he fucks you in just the right way only he knows how. Talbot can’t get enough of your praises. He especially loves it if you do it when he’s fucking you. You’ll be struggling to speak and yet you still try to tell him how amazing his cock feels inside of you. You’ll notice that the speed of his thrusts have picked up and that his purring has turned into loud snarling.

Kazan Yamaoka:

Kazan knows he deserves this praise. After all he’s done for you, for the samurai, for his legacy, he knows that he should get atleast some kind of reward. Which is why you are in between his legs, slowly trailing your fingertips from his balls all the way up to his already hardened cock. A silent message that your touch isn’t even the beginning of your praises.

Kazan tries his best to not lose his composure, but he can’t resist letting out the smallest of grunts when you start stroking his cock. It makes it harder when you start verbally praising him too, telling him how strong he his, how you’d love to continue his legacy, how he always knows how to make you moan for him. He just loves it so much. He expected the praise, and he feels like he’s getting more than he asked for. It makes him feel important.

Eye contact while you take him into your mouth is one way to get Kazan to shudder. He loves that lustful look in your eyes as you take him down your throat. If you manage to fit all of it down your throat without choking, look him straight in the eyes and swallow. It’s guaranteed to make him let out a groan as he tightens his grip on your hair. He might even pull you back abut just to push you back down to see if you’ll do it again. And if you do? Prepare to be throat fucked. In his eyes, you’ve praised his cock enough.

Verbal praise is a great way to get Kazan to make noise. Tell him you love this way his cock looks when cum is dripping down it, tell him that nobodys cock could make you cum as good as his does. He’ll be making a lot of noise, especially if you’re riding him while you do so. He’s never been praised like this, not even by his wife, so he’s loving all of this attention youre giving him.

Expect to be praised after this aswell. Kazan notices how much you try to please him and he thinks you deserve a reward. You may have teased him a bit, and maybe have denied him an orgasm once or twice while praising him, but he still thinks you deserve the treatment you just gave him. Prepare for the night of your life ;)

[theres-a-body-here]

If requests are open, could you do killers of your choice reacting to the new guy?

Like, the Unknown managing to lure them in by mimicking a survivor's voice

I took some creative liberty for this TW: Violence, death Characters: Trapper, Knight, Blight Male!reader mentioned

The Trapper - Evan MacMillan

Evan is working on his bear-traps in his warehouse. The realm is silent, the sounds of faint cawing and the rustling of leaves echoes through the estate.

Out of nowhere, a voice calls out

"E...van?"

He stops working immediately

That was your voice, but you'd left for a trial just a while ago

There's no way you'd be back this early

Evan sighs rubbing his temples

Maybe he's been working for way too long; starting to hear things

Before he can go back to tightening bolts, he hears it again

"Evan"

He immediately stands up, so abruptly that his chair falls over

The stomps outside, confused and a bit worried

"(Y/N)?"

He hears no response

The air is still and the hairs on his body stand stiff

Suddenly, the smell of rotting flesh and wet copper

Something was wrong

Evan notices that even the crows have stopped making sounds

Slowly, he tries to head back into the building; he needed his cleaver

He turns around to look at the entrance to the warehouse, only to see it

The Unknown was hiding, waiting for him to see it

It attacks Evan before he can react

The first thing on Evan's mind, once the Entity revives him, is to find you

The Knight - Tarhos Kovács

Tarhos was sharpening his sword in the Borgo, listening to the crackle of the fire he sat by

The peace is interrupted as a bloodcurdling scream pierces through the air

It's you, or at least it sounds like you

If Tarhos had taken the time to listen, he would've noticed how off it sounded

But he was way too panicked to think

To him, you were in danger

With sword gripped tightly, he booked it to where he heard the scream

"(Y/N)! WHERE ARE YOU, MY LOVE!?"

He's absolutely distraught

"SPEAK TO ME, (Y/N)!"

every one of his questions is answered by another screech, coming from another direction

Before he knew it, Tarhos was worn out and exhausted

It seemed that was the thing The Unknown was waiting for

Before Tarhos can even think about catching his breath, The Unknown attacks him from behind, knocking him clean off his feet

A tendril of flesh stabs into Tarhos's thigh

The Knight reacts quickly, swinging his sword and slicing the appendage through with one slice

"It...hurts... No...m-more"

It spoke in your voice, as if mocking Tarhos

His heart sunk into his chest, mind flooding with questions as to why this creature knows what you sound like

The Unknown shrieks as it feels his flesh sizzle, snapping his head around to see Alejandro pressing his hot iron into it; the rest of the Compagnia manifesting alongside him

Seeing the thing distracted, Tarhos stabs the beast through the chest

The Unknown is unnerving unaffected, pulling away before crawling away on all fours

Tarhos isn't having that, reeling his arm before throwing his sword like a makeshift spear, pinning The Unknown's hand into the ground

He grits his teeth as he stomps towards the monster, screaming at it

"WHAT HAVE YOU DONE WITH MY (Y/N)?!"

Durkos and Sander rush forward as well to kill the creature

The Unknown uses its axe to chop its own hand off to escape

"(y/n)... my (y/n)" it repeats mockingly as it slinks away

The Blight - Talbot Grimes

Talbot was working on his serums and elixirs when he heard your voice

"Hey....co...come over.....here"

Right off the bat, he knew it wasn't you

Talbot knows you

He knows your every scream, moan, laugh, and tone

This was something attempting to mimic that

Despite knowing whatever was calling out was trying to luring him in, he was curious to see what exactly it was

He makes his way outside, albeit apprehensively; his cane and syringe ready

The voice speaks again

"Wha...what is that...?"

It seems to be repeating something its heard previously

Were you in a trial with whatever it was?

It also seems to be getting better at mimicking you

Talbot hurries his steps to find the source of the voice

Its not long before he comes face to face with The Unknown

Talbot isn't afraid, he's downright furious

Whatever this monster was, it clearly had some contact with you

Why else would it know how you sound like?

The fight isn't pretty; both sides inflicting heavy damage on the other

In the end, The Unknown screeches as it retreats from sight, slinking away into the fog after seeing that Blight wasn't easy prey

Talbot managed to stab the syringe into the thing, acquiring a blood sample

Experimentation could wait

He needed to find you

The real you

[fishyvamp]

Imagine if Talbot abducted Y/N cuz he's lonely and horny, sort of like a beauty and the beast thing but like, really they're into it. More specifically they're into him

He stands above them while they lay on the surgical table and they just hook their legs around him and bring him closer, they've been WAITING for this moment ever since the rumors about a monster in the dark started to spread around the village

He thought he'd need to do a whole routine to get them to stay but no, no they just do that. Leaving wasn't even on the table, at least not till they've had their fill and oh brother, they're a bottomless pit

You! You beautiful anon! You have given me something to nomp on, and beautiful inspiration. I hope you don't mind the creative liberties but a cursed royal apothecary!Blight. With a Baker!reader, your father has a contract with the king to make the pastries and bread for the entire castle three times a week. Part of an initiative to generate more profit and work for the capital.

Talbot has seen you on many occasions come in to help your father. You beauty enchanting him as he watches from afar sometimes darkening the doorway of the kitchen or even watching you through the windows of the bakery. To him you were as sweet as the cakes you made.

But he's Afraid to approach you, not because he fears you'll find him repulsive as a man he was rather quite attractive, but he did not trust himself to leave you be once the night fell. He's a selfish man and you are an addiction wishes to add.

He should've see it coming, should've seen it in the way you talked to your father while kneading the bread. The way you talked about the monster of the capital a beast with glowing eyes who growled and ran through the streets. The way your breath would almost hitch with something sinful when you dad would warn you to stay indoors. He was only being helpful, but you, Co-chèilidh, you don't listen. You didn't take the warnings.

The monster snatching you and fleeing to his a den, a cave hidden beneath the castle. The selfish beast determined to chain you up not wanting you to flee. He was so focused on keeping you kept he didn't notice you didn't scream; he didn't notice you didn't fight; he didn't notice the way you looked at him with those sinful eyes. The ones that begged him to lay you and lay you hard. At least he didn't notice until he had looked down when you wouldn't let him go. Arms and legs wrapped tightly around him. With a hungry look in your eyes.

Dr. Grimes needing to catch his breath seeing as you stole it away when he realized you wanted him too. The chains were deemed useless as you happily let him strip you bare garments gone as he has you on every single surface in his little hide away. Table, walls, floor, shelves, if it had a semi flat plane he was eager to use it. Claws and teeth marring your flesh, blood bloom from the wounds. He was doing his best to be careful, but you drew out a rutting beast and determined to breed you, to mark, to let everyone know you were his. Your hunger for him insatiable and addicting, but a new fear unlocked, Come first morning light would you still crave the man who'd lay next to you? Would you still love the man who lived within the beast?

[deadbydangit]

With a Reader who brings home an animal

Trapper, Wraith, Blight

Trapper

Whatever it is. No.

Don't try and hide it either.

Evan knows immediately.

He doesn't even want to see the animal.

No pets.

Just present the critter.

A hedgehog?

Where the Hell did you find a hedgehog?

And why would you bring it home?

Fine.

Whatever makes you happy.

But you better clean up after it.

In a way, it's a relief for him.

He's not always around, and he feels terrible leaving you alone.

Having something there when he isn't makes him feel less guilty.

But you're the one taking care of it.

It wasn't until you were gone one day when he decided to try and meet the animal.

Hedgehogs are naturally anxious creatures, so it may bite him.

But he can't be angry with it; it's defending itself.

In a way, Evan could respect that.

What really stood out to him, was the feeling of the quills.

He could possibly utilize that in his traps.

Evan will find any shed quills and start putting them in his traps, making them really painful and annoying.

Survivors will have Hedgehog quills in their ankles.

Eventually, he and the creature will start to bond.

You may even find the two of them in his workshop.

"Thank you. Your quills have helped my trials."

Don't tell him you saw that, he'll deny it.

He's got a reputation to keep here.

Wraith

You have something?

What are you hiding?

At first he was frightened.

Whatever it is might hurt you!

Until he realizes what it was.

A little turtle.

He's ecstatic!

He loves animals.

Philip will hold the little animal in his hands so tenderly.

In African culture, turtles essentially represent life as well as good luck.

Animals in general are so pure to him.

They aren't brutal or unnecessarily cruel like humans.

He'll spoil the little turtle to no end.

So much so you have to stop him from over feeding your turtle.

He named the critter 'Yoruba', meaning good luck.

He loves you both so much.

If someone asks how you're doing, Philip will make sure to include Yoruba.

He can't remember a time when the turtle wasn't in your life.

You're his perfect family.

His lover, and his good luck charm.

Blight

He isn't sure what he has, but he's curious.

You've been hiding something and he would prefer you did.

He won't ask you outright, because you won't tell him.

He'll sneak in.

Only to find a bulldog puppy.

He isn't angry, he's just confused.

Where did you get this creature?!

He has so many questions.

Until her realizes he's being drooled on.

And he's... endeared.

It reminds him of himself.

He looked into the animals sparkling little eyes and instantly fell in love.

Now this animal is licking him and wagging his tail.

And Talbot really enjoys it.

It makes him feel so much more human again.

He never had a pet before, so you'll have to guide him through the process.

His favorite thing to do is set the puppy in his lap while he's reading.

They'll both fall asleep snuggled up together.

What's even cuter is that both of them snore.

In unison!

Since the puppy has come, you've noticed a softer sweeter side of him.

And, he's over all much happier.

And what could be better than seeing him smile?

[rootsofdread]

YAHHH another scientist surv thing!!

How about that -- Blight, Singularity and Dredge with a scientist surv, who strives to understand what they are and how they work no matter the consequences??? Following them around, tinkering in their things, asking around, trying to start a personal conversation, and all that, ykyk

Who tf needs to survive when there's shit to discover?

🦞 mmmmmonsterkillers

FIRST SINGO REQUEST!!! i was very happy to fill this out because i love writing jerk ass meanieheads lol <3333

Talbot Grimes / The Blight:

Talbot has seen you quietly taking notes from afar. He wasn’t sure how you’d gotten your hands on a pen and a pad, but he was sure you were after the formula for his serum. He believed this and specifically hunted you down for quite a while, finding you following him around only adding credence to his theory, until he overheard you asking one of your teammates about him. 

They were pretty mundane, yet probing questions; who was he before, what sort of work he did, what did they think happened back then? Then, he wasn’t sure what to think. Sure, you still could’ve been after something of his…but those questions felt much more specific. Aimed at his person, rather than his work. He had to think about this…

He started to notice you hanging around him more and more often. He still wasn’t exactly sure what your angle was, what exactly you were trying to find out, but he became more comfortable thinking you were more interested in him. You didn’t seem to care about his work, only your own, and whatever he was doing at the time. As long as you’re not after the formula for his serum, he doesn’t think he has to be bothered by you, and he doesn’t ask questions. He can respect a fellow scientist’s work. Perhaps, especially, if that scientist is interested in him…

The Dredge:

Dredge was always curious as to why you were so interested in it. Well, it figured the reason why was probably because of the way it…looks. But no one had been so persistent before, nor had anyone else tried to rifle through the things it had collected…it was very confused about your motives, to say the least. But it appreciated having the company, you could tell it was happy whenever it knew you were following it around.

Though it tended to follow you around, too, sort of like a lost puppy; there were times it had lost you, and it often found you asking your teammates about it. Like what exactly it was, and what does it do with the people it captures? — At first, it had assumed you were asking around because you were scared of it. Maybe it had been wrong, you didn’t want to be friends…you were just keeping an eye on it out of fear. But as it kept listening to you asking more and more questions (not exactly getting answers, though), it realized you were just interested in its life and what it was. It lit up and jumped out of the locker at you.

It loves having a survivor hanging around that actually was interested in it. Someone that wanted to know more about it…! It’s often very exciting and loves demonstrating its powers to you, often teleporting in front of you or letting you watch it absorb someone into its fog. It can’t communicate very well, so it hopes that its efforts provide enough results for you.

HUX-A7-13 / The Singularity:

Right from the get-go, HUX really doesn’t appreciate having a puny little worm following him around and trying to stick their nose into his work. Something as insignificant as you wouldn’t even be able to comprehend his work, after all — so what do you think you’re doing!? He always catches you spying on him from afar, and every time he does, he sets off after you immediately. Perhaps if you’re so interested in what he’s doing, you’d like to experience it first-hand!

He has frequently heard you trying to discuss him with your teammates. He is always quick to put a stop to it, of course, but the last few times he’s decided to let you talk, and he’s listened quietly. He’s been surprised to hear you asking your teammates about…himself. What is he made out of, who made him, what happened to him. What were all these questions for…?

He decided to confront you about it. A direct approach is always strategically appropriate for getting what you desire. He walked up behind you, pulled you up the collar of your shirt and asked you what exactly you’re doing asking about him. After you explain that you just want to know what and who he is, he promptly puts you back down on the ground. He isn’t sure how to react, and he just kind of twitches around for a moment, but he gives you a quick �� almost approving — glance before leaving to terrorize someone else. It would seem you’ve gotten through to his cold, synthetic heart.