#dbd crack

[dbdcrackships]

if you do requests can you do feng min and hillbilly. result of them being my mains

Crack-ship request: The Hillbilly x Feng Min

[heyholmesletsgo]

The DBD boxing scene reminded me of this Simpsons gag

[slashthrashandcrash]

Susie/Julie is the obvious pairing but what about Susie/Rin huh

[lyssfx]

Do not ask random thoughts

things I have Randomly thought of because brain rot ❤✨

Charles: I'm in paine

Crystal: pain, you mean pain right?

Charles: 😊

Crystal: what

Charles: what

[tiredsurvivoronmain]

Quick and messy Ghostwake doodle

[aeridhel]

Best title ever?

Dreaming of Pyramid heads mommy milkers.

[grimecrow]

Steve's so happy to be back in the arms of his husband after suffering through an extended series of trials in the fog. The moment he's held by his love; the pain, blood, fear, and generators all fade to memory. A quick smooch on the snout helps cure the stress of even the most intense of trials! (Thank you LePapillonPo over on X for being willing to do this wonderful commission for me!)

[dbdcrackships]

Nea and plague, hand it over (kindly)

guess whos back

[saltymorde]

CAN I PET KAZAN'S TAIL HE LOOKS SO HAPPY 💖💖💖

I don't know if it's a good idea. He's a killer after all.

However, you can try, who knows? Maybe he'll like it.

:)c

[askrookiecop]

“Hmm… You’re a new face. Whats your deal?”

“-police corruption, abandonment issues, espionage..”

[zenith-does-stuff]

I have nothing else to say besides I have like minded friends

[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

[heathenoushound]

Definitely one of my many terrifying experiences with Michael 😔🔪

[jesvshotsaucechristmascake]

@nghtshroud is giving basement bubba vibes and we're not here for it.

ㅤIf a killer in the trial disappeared for a period of more than like, thirty seconds, Mike was quickly learning that something was up. In this case, nobody had caught wind of who it was, but one of their number was dead, so it wasn't just an absent, tired soul letting them do their thing just for a break. That meant that their options had apparently been to rush the remaining generators and get the hell out, or be stupid. Mike was doing both, since he knew where they were on generator progress and he didn't want to get caught with a bad blow with the exit gate in sight. That didn't mean he expected a quick glance into the creepy ass basement to grant him Ghostface. Ah, his favorite.

ㅤHe jumped at the sign of movement and that was where the unexpected comment came from, but he held his position on the stairs for the moment, watching the killer turn around in the dark and doing his damnedest to ignore the moaning coming from the walls. Freaky ass shit.

ㅤ"You know, that's a great point, but I genuinely didn't think I'd out-snuck you, so I figured I'd commit to the bit," he offered, like it was some casual thing, and the worst part was that it almost was. It was insane the shit he could get used to after awhile, but that didn't mean he wasn't ready to bolt up the stairs three at a time with his long legs to get to the door or window. He wouldn't have been surprised if the asshole was gauging if he could stab him in a quick jumpscare, so he wasn't getting comfortable. "So, you wanna go run around this shack like a bunch of idiots for a few minutes while the others slam the rest of the generators or you wanna talk about what's got you down here being all contemplative? I'm all ears, but I'm up for either."

[judgegerm]

watermark is different because this was originally drawn for dreaded wasteland that is instagram. but i love this little freak and want to share him

[w1nch3strd]

so like ... where do the survivors and killers sleep? what do they do in their down time?