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My weird, personalized killer tier list (for fanfiction)
I pretty much love all the killers. I just created this for fun.
Hello, I have been following your work for a long time, and every time I read your fan fiction with a sinking heart. The way you convey emotions, feelings, character of the characters is just perfect! And I have read your "My Saddest Journey" more than five times.
I would like to ask, if it's not difficult for you, to write some Headcannons on this fan fiction.
I'm not insisting, sorry in advance for the trouble, I'm just a little in love ❤️
Hi murmiss. I would like to say, first, that I am sorry for denying your request in the beginning. "My Saddest Journey" is a very sensitive topic for me and when I'm asked about it I tend to get emotional. But! I decided to go ahead and provide you with some headcanons. I hope they satisfy you.
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First: How do Frank, Ji-woon and Danny feel after everything that happened?
Well they all feel differently. Ji-woon is mostly in the fog and doesn't think much about it. Frank is pouty and very grudgemental towards the reader for a number of reasons, and he may stand to cause some unfortunate trouble in the future. As for Danny- oh, Danny. After seeing how bad the reader has it- and after having a private, sneaky conversation with them- he develops an attraction towards them, a desire to protect them and claim them as his own. But too bad! The reader doesn't like him. Can he fix that though? We'll see.
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How does papa Evan feel?
After seeing just how bad the reader is effected, Evan asks Freddy to share what memories of theirs he witnessed, and he realizes a few things. (Plus Herman gave him a very lengthy lecture about how he would wrestle him if he was mean to the reader again). Evan will want to right his wrongs and get to know the reader better.
But do you know how difficult that will be? The reader does not trust him at all. In fact they're so scared to go around him that they more or less entice the Dredge to show up thus causing more bad memories and chaos. Evan is going to have to approach this reader as if they were an abused cat. (Gentle Evan is the best Evan). Once he can get them to talk and share their similarities, there will be fluff and comfort.
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The reader opens up faster to the father figures than they do the love interests. This is meant to be practical and funny, but also an indicator of their trauma. Let's use Herman for example because he's head over heels for the reader, and he really is trying his hardest to charm them, but all he gets is polite, cold shoulders in response. And then there's Evan and all he has to do is pat their head and they instantly melt into his arms. Screw you Evan! Kidding, we love our papa bear.
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The introduction of Wesker. This will happen much later on but it will be big. Not only will we get to see a completely different side of the reader, but so will Wesker who pretty much gets his arse beat during a trial with them. He's obviously interested after that and wants to learn more about them. The reader picks up on his naughty energy and politely tells him off, but Wesker relents until the reader more or less snaps and humiliates him. "Look, I don't find you attractive, ok? Now please leave me alone. You are making me uncomfortable."
Sucks to be you, Wesker. Can you see Herman smirking in the background? Oh yes you can. Don't worry though, he's not finished. Wesker always gets what he wants. Right?
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Micheal being an overprotective, possessive goof. After learning just how sweet, modest and caring this reader is, he can't help but to stake his claim. "Go away. This is MY traumatized hooman. Get your own." Oh Michael... But Michael's kindness and gentility will help the reader relax and open up in many ways.
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Ok, this headcanon is one I'm not quite sure if I'll use or not, but I thought it was funny so I'll go ahead and share. It's called the "lift" experiment. Basically the killers want to see if carrying the sad survivors will keep the Dredge away. For example, Michael holding the reader bridal style in his arms for an hour.
This idea is meant to be purely silly, but it could also help the reader open up to touch. Like a trust exercise. I was going to use the biggest boys for it, and some of them fight over who can carry the reader because the reader is modest, quiet and sweet and won't cause them trouble. Who will get to them first, you know? Lol, it's just a silly thought. You guys can tell me if it's worth writing.
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Then we have Jeffrey and Caleb who will be the group that the reader is officially placed in next. And those two will be the ultimate father figures. Lots and lots and lots of fluff. Jeffrey also knows which other killers' like the reader romantically and purposely makes them jealous by openly cuddling the reader in public or giving them kisses on their forehead and stuff like that. Let's not forget how insanely protective these two killers are. Eeeek! I can't wait to write them, but it's honestly going to be a while and I'm very slow updating that story.
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There's some headcanons. I hope you enjoyed. Again I apologize for being sensitive. I hope you're doing well and have an amazing day ❤️
I think for a comeback, I'm gonna kick off with a brand new slasher story before I update Miracle of The Moonlight. (Warning: in this post I share minor details of my life that may be considered disturbing).
To be completely honest, one of the reasons why I wrote most of my stories the way I did (overly dramatic and full of trauma) is because that's all I knew life to be. I dealt with all kinds of bad people and situations that overwhelmed my life with negativity. So I tried to create positivity and comfort by writing my stories.
However, the new state I live in has provided me with a wholesome, safe, unbelievably kind environment that I could never be more grateful for. I love retail jobs, but the last retail job I had in AR I got stabbed nearly to death outside of the store, so after that I had to work in a secured factory for my own safety. But now I'm back in retail and I'm LOVING it. I'm loving my new home so much that I'm getting ideas from it.
So, for this new story idea, I am gonna base the plot a bit off my own environment (which is literally nothing new, lol). There is going to be mega canon-divergence, basically like an AU. Dbd characters will also be used. And we're gonna make a HUGE change- and this is something that I've wanted to try for a long time. Like in my slasher father drabbles, I'm gonna write the killers as good guys. Feel free to hate me all you want. I'm done trying to fit in.
The plot for this story has been inspired by the horror stories I've heard from countless people about the winters here. And it's also been inspired by the incredibly kind, loyal customers that I get. Here's the gist-
Summary: A blizzard is getting worse and worse outside. The radio station has put out an alert for an emergency city shutdown. People are to go home immediately. But you're stuck in the building along with several other people taking shelter from the storm. It's too rough to go outside. The doors are stuck open. It's getting cold. You need to stay calm and get warm. Luckily there are some strong people there to help.
Of course, as you probably can imagine, the strong people are the slashers. Just imagine the safety, admiration and warmth you would feel if they were to help? This story literally has no trauma in it besides the blistering cold I guess. It's just a fluffy, sweet, heartwarming one shot. I've been feeling so happy and I love my little coal miner customers so much that I couldn't help but to feel inspired.
All I can hope for now is that you may possibly enjoy my new story, my loves ❤️
I love that outfit with my life ♡😩
some sketches of one HaNdSoMe CoWbOy (¬‿¬ )
Blightslinger, one of my OTPs. They invent things together. 🫶
Some DBD Sketches :D
He gave Caleb a small smile before sitting at the piano. He looked at the keys and started to play Rondo Alla Turca, one of his favorites. He happily started to play, not caring if his hands get dirty. It can’t be worse than that blight serum.
As the notes rang out of the older piano he found comfort in the dull reverb of the saloon. He started to think, hell, maybe being stuck in an endless hellscape wasn’t too terribly bad. Minus dying a lot.
The last few chords rang out of the piano, seeming like the familiar melancholy melody of this place, the entity’s game as he calls it. “So,” he asked timidly. “What’d ya think?”
Hidey ho Caleb! Could I trade ya a 6 pack of beer in exchange for playing the piano? …I miss being able to play my instruments…
Caleb was sat at one of the front tables of the dead Dawg with his feet resting apon it and was in the middle of cleaning his redeemer when he noticed the figure by the saloon doors, lifting his head up slightly from his current task.
He sat in silence for a moment to consider the request before replying in his usual western drawl, "Hmm... well that depends on who ya are, how ya got here and how good of a pianist you are, Mister"
As a certified yeehaw fucker, that is true
The fandom now wants to f*ck the corpse of an old cowboy with a harpoon.
It was meant to happen.
Me included
Hey DBD fandom, where them Caleb Quinn x Reader fics at?
Really happy with how this came out ! Might make more DBD art soon, you can request some characters below ^^
I need some tips DBD players pls.
So today I bought the game and the DLC Chains of Hate. Little issue, his gun is pain in the ass to aim so I ended up not being able to catch any survivors or even hit them. Any tips for getting better with the cowboy man pls ? I would really appreciate advice !
I was playing as Wesker on DBD and ended sacrifing two survivors before the exit gates were open.
One of them made it out (to my biggest frustration) after their teammate unhooked them.
However, I was able to down the one that unhooked their teammate and hooked them.
When the match was finished, they typed in the chat "u weak. Bastard"
I didn't even bothered answering since I knew damn well killers do everything in their powers to hook survivors that try to escape.
I didn't even camped or tunneled lol, I was patrolling the area and trying my best to not be unfair or ruining the fun.
That same salty survivor was looping me consistentely, stunning me with pallets and their flashlight but I never complained lol.
I literally had massive struggle downing them since I do not control Wesker's power. He's not even my main ! I was planning to make Deathslinger my main. However, I struggle too much with him still and last time I played in public as him, my friend that was in a vc and watching me play laughed at my face for not being able to hit anyone. Have a trauma with this.
I also only started to play as a killer yesterday- before I was only playing as a killer in private lobbies.
Still learning !
What do you guys think about that kind of survivors ?? Ngl the fact they insulted me for just...doing the killer role in the game is hilarious as fuck.