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buggee22 · 3 days

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MORE DBD HABIT CONTENT PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE ILL DO ANYTHING PLEASEE

happy to oblige! (^__^) here’s a wip piece i haven’t decided to come back to or scrap yet,,,

#dbd #emh x dbd #asks #slenderverse #everymanhybrid #habit #dbd habit #emh #habit everymanhybrid #habit emh #emh habit #dead by daylight fanart #dead by daylight #dbd au #dbd killer

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ruinhood · 18 hours

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BRO DID U SEE THE NEW HERMAN SKIN IN thE PREMIUM PASS❗❗⁉️⁉️

i love it the cigar is so random it’s great

#dbd #herman carter #dead by daylight #my art #art

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abbiebsart · 3 days

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Evan’s Bad No-Good Day at the Trap Factory

#evan macmillan #dbd trapper #I’m so mature guys I swear #my art #dead by daylight #dbd #dbd fanart #dead by daylight fanart #my mental health is in the toilet and this is how I cope

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berrymimes · 2 days

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They’re deadly cute! 🔪💘

Series 1 of my Chibi Killer Charms are available for preorder now!

Which killers should I make for Series 2? 🤔

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minadoodlesblog · 2 days

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bloodpoint snack!

#dbd #dead by daylight #doodle #my art #the dredge

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puff0o0 · 1 day

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Pyramid Head was someone who struck fear in every survivor that came across him

The sound of his long knife that he dragged across the ground, roughing up the dirt that came into contact with it. The designs leaving reminders for survivors to not follow the trail if they want to escape the trail without a scratch

The same sound that survivors listened for and felt their heart beat faster as they hurriedly tried to leave the area, not wanting to be the next hook victim

Yet it was the same sound that had you running towards him, a smile on your face as you approached him and he lowered his head slightly to get a better look at you

The same hands that could crush anyone if he were to tighten the grip at all

The same hands that have killed the same survivors over and over again until they managed to burn the image of him in their minds

The same hands that held survivors in place over his shoulder before putting them on the hook and watching them scream

Those were the same hands that reached out and gingerly touched your cheek, feeling the skin as if reminding himself that you were real

You smiled as his hands tenderly touched your cheek, rubbing it with his thumb. His hand looked huge compared to your face, which was really no surprise to you

He grabbed your hand, being gentle yet firm just as he forced himself to learn and tracing a small heart into your palm. A way of him saying 'I love you' in the little language you two created so you could understand him

Then he left you to do the generators and for him to do his job

#wishes ⋆.ೃ࿔*:･#Dead By Daylight #Silent Hill 2 #Pyramid Head #pyramid head #Pyramid head #Pyramid Head x reader #Pyramid head x reader #pyramid head x reader #Pyramid Head x you #Pyramid head x you #pyramid head x you #Dead by daylight x reader #dead by daylight x reader #dbd x reader #silent hill 2 #dead by daylight

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mr-viwick · 2 days

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Inspired by a cursed doodle from last year

Worman Carter

#dead by daylight #dbd fanart #dbd doctor #herman carter #body horror #worm on a string #my art #drawing #art #cartoon art #digital art #illustration #shitpost

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nauticlills · 3 days

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New pen! What is there to do? Just Gonna practice a few faces with DBD survivors.

#my artwork #dead by daylight #claudette morel #dwight fairfield #Dead by daylight #dead by daylight fanart #meg thomas #jake park #dbd #dbd fanart

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weskie · 2 days

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Just Pretend [Love is Madness] (Albert Wesker x gn!Reader)

18+ | soft and fuck nasty wombo combo wesker, he whimpers, biting, what if wesker was in love AND denial, p/rn without plot | Fic Directory

You bury your face in the sheets, fists scrambling for purchase in the soft silk. The moan that leaves you is anything but dignified, though you’d passed that threshold long ago. He’s had a long day, and you were all too happy to help him get it out of his system.

A hand twists in your hair while another takes a biting grip at your waist to steady you with each punishing thrust.

So thick, so full…

“Al…” You mewl, the nickname a sacred utterance only for special moments, whether carnal or tender. You hear the way he shudders. You feel the flex in his grip. Wesker loves it and you know full well he does. By the stutter of his hips turning to a wet grind, you know it drives him crazy to be called such a sweet, silly name. To feel every one of your proclamations of love seep into something so… mundane.

You feel him collapse, chest pressing flat and hot against your back as he braces himself, breaths panting in your ear. He’s not done– nowhere near it. This is just how he gets away with the softer things. He thinks you don’t know how much he fucking loves the full body contact. That he shivers when the whole of you is pressed to him, when he feels completely joined with you.

He peppers kisses from behind your ear down to the junction of your neck, each one wet and warm and full of unspoken adoration. Each shallow grind into your heat makes him try and fail to bite back weak little moans until he becomes so fed up, so frustrated that he can’t keep his perfect composure, that he simply has to sink his teeth into your flesh. At least he could lie and say it was just the taste of you that made him make such sweet little sounds.

“Oh god!”

You know that’ll drive him wild too. For in his mind, he is the god to whom you cry out.

And how right he is…

His hands snake up your waist to grab at your chest, pulling you against him even firmer. Your hand flies back to thread in his hair, tugging softly at his ruffled locks. The force of his bite leaves you and is replaced with his tongue laving hot across his mark. He gives two sharp rocks of his hips before rising off of you, pulling you into a kneeling position– back tight to his chest the way he likes it. With an arm around your waist once more, he lets loose. The bed creaks and moans beneath the force of his motions, and you’re fully convinced it’s going to give out one day. Its song of protest is drowned by your symphony of passion, of skin on skin and desperate noises coming from you both.

He bites down on you again to hide his sounds, but it’s to no avail. Nothing can quite disguise the sound of Wesker whining and whimpering as he gives three sharp thrusts and a stuttering fourth before you feel him spilling within you– and oh how he sings for you. That edge to his voice quakes with every tight moan he can’t suppress and your name finds its way between each heavy breath. His arms pull tighter than ever around you as if letting go would make him fade into nothing.

But he doesn’t stop. He never stops– never stops grinding or managing the occasional shallow rut. The slide of his cock gets wetter with every bit of come that seeps out around it. You’re on cloud nine, dangerously close to falling over the edge yourself when the hand at your waist finally drops to finish you off.

“Let–” he gasps softly, “let go, now.”

The sound of him still stumbling over his breaths coupled with the perfect touch does you in immediately. It makes you arch and writhe against his unyielding grip as each wave of raw pleasure beats down on the shores of your mind and body. Wesker holds you through it, eyes focused on the rise and fall of your chest, the way you quiver and pulse around his cock clouds his mind with the same intense need that got you to this very moment.

He’s not done. Not even close. The feeling of your walls milking him drives him further into a madness he knows, deep down, he’s never going to escape.

And why would he ever want to?

#albert wesker #albert wesker x reader #albert wesker fanfiction #albert wesker x you #wesker x reader #wesker x you #resident evil #dead by daylight #dbd #albert wesker smut #wesker smut

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ulysaturn · 2 days

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