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greensaplinggrace · 1 year
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I actually like it when ships hurt each other in long lasting and unforgiveable ways. I like it when they leave vicious, glaring scars. I like when they leave traumas. I like when they stab each other and torture each other and ruin each other’s lives and violate every inch of each other’s values. and I like it when they fucking kill each other permanently dead. 
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hiaennyddei · 6 months
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kinktober week 1 - swordplay
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kaijuborn · 7 months
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I'm hosting a Dishonored Kinktober event this year, for artists and writers alike!
There are two prompts/kinks for each week - you can either choose which one you want to do, or do both, or combine them!
Dishonored Kinktober 2023 prompts:
Week 1 (Oct. 2nd-8th) - collar kink + knifeplay
Week 2 (Oct 9th-15th) - uniform kink + public sex
Week 3 (Oct 16th-22nd) - misuse of void magic + praise kink
Week 4 (Oct 23rd-29th) - bondage + frottage
Tag your works as #dhkinktober2023 and/or link them in the comments of this post, and have fun! :D
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89randydandyo · 5 months
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他醉了
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i wrote nearly 7000 words in three days about corvo and daud falling in love again and i WILL make it everyone else's problem soon
in the meantime, enjoy this:
It began, as all ruin did, with exceptions.
“Montgomery is right. You should keep the hounds.”
“Attano,” said Daud. And Corvo smiled.
When they debated how to angle themselves at a target, when they argued, there was a way that Daud steered Corvo away from fashioning himself into a weapon, a tool, that Billie didn't recognise.
When Corvo hung his head and refused to admit he was tired, Daud let him go for a while to sit with Emily. And Corvo came back on his own before Daud could drag him, because Corvo was at his side before he thought to have need of him. It was what Corvo’d trained to do, to be. At someone’s shoulder, where he was needed.
It was the bond, Billie told herself. Never mind the blood and guilt.
Only, Daud had never trained to say anybody’s name like that. To speak so quietly, so tender: “Bodyguard.” Corvo came to him in the dead of night; couldn’t sleep, couldn’t see the Void for the nightmares in his eyes.
Billie heard it, keeping watch, and knew it wasn’t the bond at all.
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valia-neko · 8 months
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datiyaknowsshit · 5 months
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I need to start remembering how to use this app
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silence--boy · 2 years
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They are enemies-lovers
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bucketyd · 1 year
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"Billie, lock the door on your way out. I'm expecting a visitor."
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So yeah, PI Daud has a widower visiting his office. A client whom he was expecting.
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kiwi-ruchiruchi · 9 months
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So fun :3
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hiaennyddei · 4 months
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My gift to @kaijuborn for the @dishonoredgiftexchange! The prompt was Daud/Corvo, so I went for Academy Daud meeting fresh-and-awkward Royal Protector Corvo
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coris-fav-eyeballs · 7 months
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Some of my fav facts (+ my headcanons) about Daud from Dishonored || PART 1
Daud is one of my favorite characters EVER. I loved playing Dishonored's main stories, but Daud's quest from the DLC I will aways hold close to my heart for many reasons. I will probably make more posts about him. So here we go!
Ace rep + mlm walking disaster
He doesn't drink alcohol, but is evidently a tea-drinker
He committed r€gicide and is NOT COOL at all about it (he feels too much remorse for everyone's sake including himself)
If he could, he would definitely yeet the Outsider into the Void without giving him a single chance to come back (the man still holds a grudge against the black-eyed b*stard)
He is, obviously, kinda pissed off when it comes to witches
He's the eternally tired father of a gang of dumbasses (the Whalers)
He loves books and always manages to find some free time for himself to continue his readings
He always finds new books on his bed when he comes back to the Whalers' HQ, and, strangely, none of them wants to tell him who's behind all that (it's been a few months now and Daud heavily suspects Corvo)
That's all for now!
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kaijuborn · 1 month
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Emily and Corvo were forced to go with Daud when he decided to leave Dunwall in favor of a vineyard in the Serkonian countryside. It's not at all the life Emily had imagined, but she ends up liking it a lot more than she thought she would. Alternative title: Emily makes five new friends and then realizes that her father has found more than a friend.
This is a complimentary oneshot to my fic Two Halves of a Whole, from Emily's POV! It probably won't make much sense unless you've read the main fic.
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Empress: saved, Attano: captured, Daud: bullied into a rescue mission by a princess
Daud: I have not one but TWO women in my ear all day about saving your sorry mug, bodyguard Corvo, unconscious: Daud, adjusting his hold: huff Corvo: Daud: Who's Royal Protector now, you big tree
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willowbeee · 2 years
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looking for dishonored mutuals!!! (also, check out my dh themed carrd! it's on my bio)
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rosedragonblast · 9 months
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Some Corvo/Daud fanfiction
Inspired by @caramelkask
Sidenote: It's only hinted that Daud is older than Corvo at one of his notes. So, for the sake of easy storytelling, i made them around the same age. I imagine Daud being raised by only his mother, and, when he sees a girl who lost her own mother as well, at his hand, Daud tries to compensate, becoming some sort of an adoptive second father for Emily. Daud it not used to living the life of luxury. At all. In eyes of a man, who was once a homeless, starving boy, a giant rock filled with gold, other valuable metals and woods, is a cold, unfamiliar place. He is still alert, fast and sleepless as ever. Considering that leader of Whalers still keeps his blade near his bed, gets nervous around royal guards and flinches at evert opportunity, Corvo sees not much change in the assassin.
Even tho he proves time and time again, that even heartless killers are able to change. Corvo can't bring himself to admit how good it feels to see Daud, sitting at the fireplace, listening patiently, while Emily tells him about her ideas, fantasies about the sea. Monsters, leviathans, giant cargo ships. All of them. Daud rememberes his portion of stories, telling the young empress about his childhood voyages with his mother.
— Daud. I know, that it might be incredibly rude of me to ask you something like this. It seems like a personal question.
— You can ask me and wait, if i answer, my lady.
— Ok, — Emily turns from the fire, blinks with her long lashes and breathes out. — Who where your parents? Everyone has to come from somewhere.
— Well. No one asked me about my heritage since Billy was a teenager. — Daud looks at the fireplace, closes his eyes and tries to remember his mother's face. When he finally succeeds, he huffs and lifts his eyelids. — A long time ago, around the time when your father was born on Karnaka, i was birthed by my mother on a ship. I never stepped on the solid ground until i was three years old.
Daud pauses, like he is trying to refine the blood filled story for a young teenager.
— My mother was a witch. Like Delilah. Like...me, in some ways. — Daud looks at his hand. Emily leads her eyes down to it as well. — Cursed, or blessed, i'm still not sure, by the Outsider himself. She was a smart woman. Kind, yet opinionated, experienced and tough. She taught me many things. Sailing the ship, tying the knots, looking for different ways in the night sky with stars themselves.
Daud breathes as he is preparing himself for the part that still makes him wonder. Did this particular period of his life made him what he is now?
— She vanished when i was ten. A little boy, fighting for his life with rats, bandits and street merchants. I stole, fought. I killed my first human when i was fifteen. An unlucky thug who stood in my way. I disposed of the body, leaving it in the river.
— Do you regret it? — Emily looks at him as if she understands. And she does. She saw time and time again how her father got hurt, had to end someones life for the force of good. She is not an innocent child anymore.
Daud thinks that they have something in common.
— I do. Especially after that fight with your father...I do. If i have not lifted my hand in rage, maybe i could have ended this sooner. Or could have become a better person.
— Or you would have met father sooner. He has a good influence on you, mister Daud.
Emily starts to draw her usual monsters and oceans, when Daud decides to leave Emily to herself and her pencils.
As soon as he opens the door, he slams hiding Corvo against the wall breathing heavily.
— What was that about? — Royal protector tries to get Daud's hands off his chest. The man only holds on tighter.
— That is my question to ask, Attano.
Daud sighs in relief, realising that it's not a threat. He still holds lord protector against the castle interior.
— I certainly do have a good influence on you..although it is not as stong as i would have liked.
— Shut up, Corvo. I'm going to sleep.
Even tho Daud tried to kick Corvo out of his chambers, royal spymaster was finally defeated by charm and sheer stubbornness of Corvo Attano. He finally let go of his nightmares, surprised by the image of a little girl replacing his usual mind monsters.
Daud awakes to a picture next to his bed, seeing a sea shore, a wide ocean and a ship in the distance, that was covered in black smoke, that usually surrounded the Outsider.
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