Lubeborne AKA Porn for Bloodborne and Dark Souls

Here I will put porn that I have written for Bloodborne and Dark Souls. I will also reblog other porn of Bloodborne and Dark Souls made by others. (NSFW)

[nightmaredaisy]

broke: asshole new boyfriend that the ex has to antagonize to get the girl back

woke: nice new boyfriend that the ex becomes friends with as he moves on to a new relationship while making up with the girl in a friendly way as he understands her motives to leave him

[nightmaredaisy]

Some random BB doodles that have been sitting around my work folder, featuring: - the one true Foxy Grandpa - Dr Kosm (courtesy of a marvelous find by @talesofmetalandmagic) - a thank you drawing for @nocturnx (inspired by @jesslue fanfic) for being my first Ko-fi donator

Yes I now have a Ko-fi page! You can find me here @Nightmaredaisy, if you want to support but can’t afford a commission, now you can help! 

[nightmaredaisy]

Commissions open!

Hey everyone! 

These months to come are going to be a little rough on my bank account between school, medical expenses and personal projects, so if you are interested in my art, want to support me or simply want a cute picture of your faves smoochin’, now you can get all of that!

Gray tones : Lineart - 20$ / Cell shading - 25$ / +background - 35$

Simple color : Lineart - 30$ / Cell shading - 37$ / +background - 47$

Full color : Portraits - 25$ / Shaded - 47$ / +background - 57$

No added costs to the base price up to 3 characters per drawing, +20% base price from 3 to 6

What I can draw:

-NSFW -Anthros/Furries -OCs (included OC/Canon) -Monsters -Mild gore

What I cannot draw:

-Real people in NSFW scenes -Minors in NSFW scenes -Hateful messages (racism, sexism, homophobia etc.) -Scat, ero gore, other hard kinks that make me personally uncomfortable (feel free to ask) -Complicated backgrounds or machinery

I reserve myself the right to refuse a commission if it goes against my terms.

If you are interested, hit me up on Tumblr dms or at nightmaredaisy[@]gmail.com

Prices for additions are negotiable Other examples of my art can be found HERE!

Thanks for reading!

[hongvanngh]

I wasn’t invest in Darkest Dungeon as much as I was into Bloodborne, but the moment I saw the Raven Fiend skin, I know who I want to hug and have a tea party with. Since this strain come with female character, I guess a hermaphrodite could have it too. “Quoth the Raven…..

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[lubeborne]

@nightmaredaisy

[hanteeyo]

YAYY  I got to hit another milestone on here soooo i’m doing another giveaway!

 winner gets one colored fullbody of fanart or original character/etc and 2nd place gets a chibi!! 

no nsfw, but everything else is OK! 

only reblog to enter (its ok to like it tho) and this is for my followers bc of the milestone soo i mean. if you want to enter why not stick around for nice art :^D

thanks guys for sticking around! it really makes me happy seeing all the nice messages/tags you guys send me and for people who tag me in for art/ideas or merch you buy from my store!! just..thank you all for the support! i hope this is a nice lil thank you as i try my best to produce more good content for u all

[bara-laika]

Ko-Fi Fill (#4)

“Hi! I’m also very late on the train but I still have a prompt: M!Hunter/Gehrman, both trans, having a dom fight inside the Workshop. Things break. Someone gets thoroughly fucked with the barrel of a gun. Blood everywhere, lotsa fingering, biting, maybe belt bondage at the end?”

That is mad hot, Anon. Imagine a gorgeous, young, strong Hunter grappling with Gehrman– going from straddling him in his chair to throwing him to the floor, only to find that the old man isn’t as frail as he looks! They toss and turn around the shop, kick up papers and books and tools, panting and sweating, cunts throbbing, desperate to fuck. It’s the young Hunter that seems to want it most. He presses the cleft of his cunt into Gehrman’s desperately, scrubbing his clit against their clothing as if willing it to grow big enough to ream the old man’s saggy pussy raw… but he has something to hand to do the job for him. The grip of his heavy pistol takes some pushing before it slurps up into his tight, wet snatch, but when it’s wedged in and his chunky clit sits alongside the trigger casing, it looks perfect. Hanging between his legs, a true weapon. A smooth, shiny, thick barrel that Gehrman parts his whore thighs for and finds himself begging for as he bleeds. Needless to say, it is not the easiest fuck. It takes concentration to cling to the gun and move his hips at the same time, especially with Gehrman screaming blue murder as his cunt is torn up and rendered a bloody gash. Yet they both love it, groaning and grabbing their clits, mashing their faces together to bite, all while gun and cunt bubble and squelch with grool and viscera.

[bara-laika]

What if Alfred gets brutally and willingly fucked right in his pussy by a male hunter? 😉

Blissed-out, well-fucked Alfred is everything we need in life, friend. I bet he has the most beautiful, drooly cunt in all of Yharnam and saves it for meaty Hunter cock. He just wants to be bred, to be bent over and reamed wider and harder than ever before, until he’s left squealing for mercy that he doesn’t truly want!His pants are always completely soaked by his overactive pussy, which begs for attention constantly. Beast or man, he just has to have the itch in his cervix scratched no matter what, no matter where! You could push him down into filth, trash, carcasses, paving stones, sharp railings or even over a fucking drop so that he has to cling on for his life, it just doesn’t matter to him as long as he can get his ravenous cunt filled and seeded.

[bara-laika]

this has to do with the ask from a while ago about gehrman being pregnant. what do you think his tits would have been like, and how would the hunter play with them and tease him about them?

Wrinkly, saggy bags. Deep stretch marks in papery skin and bright webs of veins beneath the skin. Nipples that point to the ground and weep constantly beneath the added weight of milk, turning his chest into obscene pendulums that hang either side of his belly and need to be scooped up into some kind of brassiere to give some sense of dignity.The Good Hunter nurses on them, or wanks themself off with them. They’re so long and floppy that he can’t really fuck them, so they become a milk-squirting personal pussy to clap against their body and spunk into, leaving Gehrman with a sloppy chest. If they feel particularly cruel, they’ll put Gehrman on his knees and watch them hang, slap them around or seize them by the nipples and play with them. So mean!Gehrman would rather be nursed rather than anything else. Anything to help with the pressure and added weight!

[thewallach-deactivated20181221]

[bara-laika]

!! Ko-Fi and Moving !!

Hey everyone! I’m moving house next week– it’s been a really sudden, surprise move and it’s totally stripped my savings as well as my immediate family’s. I’m moving away from intimidating neighbours who have threatened myself and my dog and have been harassing us. Luckily, my new place is wheelchair-friendly and quiet! However, I’m lacking many basic appliances and furniture. If you’ve enjoyed the three years of free content that I’ve provided and if you’ve had some gross wanks here, pleae consider throwing some change over to me on Ko-Fi! The next few months are going to be tough, but if all of my followers were to chip in a coffee, I could set my new forever home up without having to worry or break into debt! ❤︎ Hit me up over here and please donate if you can!!

If you drop a prompt in with a donation, I will definitely do up a fill! ❤︎❤︎❤︎

[bara-laika]

I hope you don't mind me straying from your current topics but I'm watching my roommate playing Doom ATM and... How about that Cyberdemon, huh?? 👀💦 WOOF

UGH! Cyberdemon! Rend us with thy meaty fucking cock!They’re such disgusting hunks, Anon. So huge, so stupidly muscle-bound that they just have to have tree-trunk dicks made to RIP AND TEAR assholes and pussies alike. I’d do anything to be trampled under those hooves, crushed beneath its ass, stuffed in its pits or slurped down into its stomach or guts. Like… shit, man, the thought alone is dangerously close to boner territory.Always wanted to see the hunky Doomguy/Doom Slayer get abused by it. It’s not afraid of him, after all, so how about it just pries off his armour and stuffs his little human body full of prick and demon seed. Imagine the Doom Slayer’s belly bloating out so hard against his power armour that it bursts open… only after it’s forced up through his stomach and out of his mouth! His helmet all flooded with pukey spooge, he starts to drown in boiling cum with squiggling demon sperm in it so big he can feel them!I’m sure that getting raped just makes the Doom Slayer even more nuclear-pissed. The Cyberdemon’s going to fucking pay for this, just you see!

[bara-laika]

the fact that Gascoigne has canonically had kids really gets me — imagine beast!Gascoigne pregnant with his cubs~ or that Henryk got him that way... the girls call him “granddad” because as far as they’re concerned, he’s just an old friend of Gascoigne’s and been taken into the family!

Gascoigne, Viola and Henryk as a fucked-up little family unit with the girls… I love it. Viola fussing over her big, hunky husband’s furry belly as it strains with the weight of his babies, while Henryk ploughs his cunt until he’s barked at to switch holes and give his poor, sore pussy a break.He’d look so wonderful in his beast form with a huge belly and nasty cock flopping around, all pointy tip and vicious knot that Viola rides and rubs her pussy all over, while Henryk sucks his clit and fists his baggy beast-gash. ❤︎

[bara-laika]

you ever thought about how good gehrman mustve gotten at sucking dick ever since he lost all his teeth? goddamn gehrman. pop out those dentures and there's a dicksucking champion among us; a moment just as iconic, if not more than when he took a step from his wheelchair

Shit, Anon. As agonising as it was to go to Ye Olde Yharnam Barber-Dentist and have all his teeth taken out, Gehrman had to admit the upshot of it. His soft, slippery, bare gums give the most amazing head now that there’s no real worry about catching sensitive flesh on something hard and sharp.No, he can get to work with reckless abandon. Feels great running through pussy meat as well! Just take him by the scruff and push him in the right direction, he’ll get the idea.

[bara-laika]

Just imagine this: Chapel Dweller seems to fancy Arianna, and she fancies him back. So what if the Dweller actually has a big honkin dick and Arianna sneaks a peep and finds out?~

Whoever wouldn’t fancy Arianna? She’s such a comely, welcoming lass with such a kind aura and soft hands that when she crouches before the Chapel Dweller, he immediately knows it is her. She smells of floral perfume and thick blood and her voice is soft, low and silky as she takes his bony hand; his fingers are guided through the waves of her hair and the Chapel Dweller gasps. Arianna feels just as beautiful as she sounds and smells, as he always thought.He’s soft on her and she can tell– the way he stammers in her presence is infinitely endearing and if he had the flesh to spare these days, Arianna is sure that he would blush for her. Ghoulish as his smile may be, she strokes his face and lets him feel hers in turn before her hands run towards his shoulders and down his tatters.He doesn’t know what to do, but she assures him that it’s fine. Touch her anywhere. Don’t be afraid.When Arianna lifts his robes to see his hunched figure, her curiosity is thoroughly rewarded. Sat between his crossed legs, lolling casually against the dusty floor is one of the biggest cocks she’s ever seen in her life. Although the rest of his body withered and grew frail and gaunt, the flesh of his prick remained and laid, outsized and strange, among tendons and bones with papery, ashen skin stretched over them. It was almost amusing, but the sheer scale made her mouth water. She wanted it inside her, however she could manage it.

[bara-laika]

do you think the chapel dweller would let the hunter fuck him in front of the others or would he stop them?

The Chapel Dweller is painfully shy! He’s barely able to process somebody being interested in fucking him in the first place, let alone in front of the other denizens! What if they get jealous? He doesn’t want to upset anybody and make them leave, or make them feel unwelcome… everybody lusts after the Hunter, they’re the chapel’s major source of desire.But I’m sure that if the Hunter were to go ahead and overpower him anyway… the Dweller wouldn’t be complaining for long. Perhaps the spectacle of it all would be enough to draw in some prying eyes and the Dweller realises that beautiful Arianna wouldn’t be jealous! She likes the show!In that case, would it just put him on Adella’s radar?Ahh, Anon, there’s a delicate balance in Formless Oedon’s house. It would be a shame to upset it for the sake of a quick fuck… or would it now? It depends on how much the gorgeous Hunter loves to plough the poor, sweet Chapel Dweller’s ass. ❤︎

[bara-laika]

Imagine the Odeon Chapel Dweller being ruthlessly,and willingly, fucked by a bigger male hunter :) it seems like he would love it.

Damn, Anon. That’s an awesome thought!Imagine him swooning over such a big, macho, studly Hunter. Hearing his heavy bootsteps and stammering even more as the massive motherfucker kneels down and lets the Chapel Dweller feel his face… and then his body. The Hunter lets him undress him by feel, patient and kind, helping him with difficult knots and stubborn buttons until his hot flesh is bared.The Chapel Dweller is understandably shy in front of such a statuesque, healthy man. He feels his muscles with long, spindly fingers and savours the sensation of coarse hair against smooth skin until he’s guided lower and lower. He gasps softly when he wraps his hand around the Hunter’s cock. It’s… beautiful! When the Hunter lifts his tattered, once-crimson shroud, the Dweller’s shrivelled, gaunt body is exposed to the still, dusty air. To the Dweller’s shock, the Hunter does not grimace away or gasp in horror! Instead, he wraps his thick, strong arms around the Dweller and lays him back as gently as he can, parts the remnants of his gaunt legs and sucks his little cock to full stiffness. When he’s got the Dweller shaking and just about to cum, he pulls away and goes in on his grubby asshole instead.The Hunter spends plenty of time making out with the Dweller’s ass, softening and wetting it, stretching it carefully with his fingers until he’s loose enough to mount.It turns out that the Chapel Dweller is a willing whore. He wails and warbles for the Hunter as he’s fucked hard and mercilessly, pounded as hard as his frail body can take and yet still asks for more. He clings to the Hunter’s broad, manly shoulders and lets him do what he wants with him, until he’s come so many times he can’t count any more and is left seeded, satisfied and oozing.What if he’d been dripping cum from his ruined hole all the time you’d been talking to him? Just waiting for his hunky Hunter to come back. ❤︎

[lubeborne]

Bald Sympathy Group

“So, what’s the topic for first meeting tonight, everyone?”

The most depressed looking bunch sat in a circle in the most uncomfortable chairs in all of Yharnam. Most weren’t looking at each other, how can they? It's not everyday some members of the Healing Church and some Hunters meet for a...bald sympathy group.

The one who spoke, Vicar Laurence, sighs at the rest of the others’ silence. The gold and white mask that covers the top part of his head with the top part of the end horns had gold hoops that connected to black cloak that hung on the white outer coat that covers a black silk dress under. Befitting for the Vicar of the Healing Church and leader of the Choir. But his voice and tone held exasperation at the group here as he states, “I know this is hard, everyone. The topic is revealing of our problem.” He crosses his arms in front of his body, before letting them fall to his sides, trying to calm himself of his seemly growing irritation.

“What’s there to reveal?” A refined but angry voice cuts through the air, making all six heads turn to the lone Cainhurst woman in the meeting and among the Hunters. Lady Maria sat with her whole body tense, both her arms and legs crossed, and nothing short of the worst scowl most of them has ever seen. She keeps going, “We all know why we’re here. No reason why to do this.” Lady Maria huffs and looks towards the exit with a longing gaze.

The man to her left, the elderly man with a top hat, the First Hunter, Gehrman, made a sorrowful face at his fellow hunter. Anyone with eyes could tell they came as a couple, hard to miss when they come in holding hands. The oldest member of the group turns to the annoyed noble and starts, “Maria, I understand why you’re upset…”

But before he can finish, Maria’s head snapped at him and she hissed out, “Gehrman, do you have any idea what it is like growing up as a noble lady with fucking bald spot in Cainhurst?!” Almost everyone in the room cringed at the idea of showing their bald spots to anyone from Cainhurst. The nobles there wouldn’t even need the bald spots to mock them, most can’t even imagine what cruel words the nobles would have if they did see the spots.

The room was silent, though Gehrman looked that he wanted to defend himself but the other tall man in the room, the one to Lady Maria’s right, spoke up in a foreign accent that doesn’t belong to anyone native to Yharnam. “Ah, Lady Maria, my apologies but I don’t think that’s what Master Gehrman had meant.” The man being a former priest named Gascoigne, who had joined the hunters in their war against the local furry population after being healed, like so many other foreign hunters.

Gehrman looks to his younger lover, with large sorrowful eyes, like that of a kicked Wandering Nightmare, gently takes her hand into one of his, and pleads, “Maria, you know I wasn’t trying to be insulting towards you.”

The sour look on the noblewoman’s face lasted but a second after looking at her lover before it falls apart into a regretful expression. All knows she doesn’t mean to be snappy towards her mentor and lover, this was hard for all of them. “I...I know, I’m sorry. It's just hard to talk about.” Maria says as she looks to Gehrman, who gives her a small smile and gives her hand a squeeze.

Everyone look at the touching moment in front of them, it is so hard for a group like them to find this kind of gentle nature. Laurence clears his throat, bring everyone’s attention to back to him, and he comments, “That is why we need to do this, so I will start.”

Standing tall as he can, the Vicar removes the mask that covers his face and more importantly, the gleaming dome that sits on the ring of red hair. “As you know, I am Vicar Laurence and I have been balding since I was 10 years old.” He says as he bows slightly in his chair, before looking to the woman to his left, who had been quiet this whole time.

The Pthumerian woman who wore a lace hood on the top of her head, her long and boney fingers hooks the hood and lets it fall to show a smaller shiny dome than Laurence’s but a bit more noticeable due to her being a woman. She states with a clear and unflichable voice, “I’m Amelia, apostle of Laurence and I have been balding since I was 16.” Once she was done she looked to the young hunter to her left.

The young man, barely 17, almost jumped when Amelia had looked at him, and he quickly grabs his hat off of his head, showing the best head of hair the group has, with only a deep widow peak growing worse. “Ah, I am junior hunter Djura, I...um, have started balding since last year.” The boy stutters out while not looking at anyone. The older Hunters knows how hard some of the Old Hunters can tease.

Gascoigne smiles at Djura in support, knowing how harsh it can be. He turns his head towards the group and removes his large brimmed hat, showing off yet another dome with a ring of hair, grey this time. He gives the group a smile and says, “I am Father Gascoigne, well just Gascoigne now, and I have been balding since I was 6 years.” He turns to the noblewoman to his left, with a warm smile.

Lady Maria, even though she has downed beast after beast, bested most other hunters she has fought, and now holds the hand of her lover, still looks like she was facing the death march. With a shaking hand and a deep breath, she removes her prized hat and shows off to the supporting group among her peers. Her pale dome sits perfectly under her cap, and her pale blond hair makes it look even larger than it should be. “I am Lady Maria of Cainhurst, and my hair started to fall out when I was 12 years old.” She says with only a slightly shaky voice before she turns to her smiling lover.

Almost as feeling no need, the Master Hunter just pops off his top hat, showing the smooth dome with thin white hair around it to the group, and simply states, “Name is Gehrman, had the spot on top of my head since I was 14.” Though, given his age and how long the he has to deal with it, his lack of fear for judgment was justified.

As if a breath of fresh air hits the group, they have struggled to find acceptance for their problem, and here they have found it. Laurence smiles wide at the group, this ragtag team of balding folk. Standing up, he grabs everyone’s attention and says with a warm voice, “I thank everyone for revealing themselves and their problem to the group. I know how hard it is and I just want everyone to know that we are here for each other.” The group looks at each other with a growing affection, new friendships and old will bloom and grow here. And that’s all the First Vicar could hope for as he keeps going, “We’ll have another meeting in a week’s time, same place. The next topic will be first reactions.” As he finishes, the Vicar knows this will be an uphill battle given everyone’s faces. But that is for next week’s Laurence to deal with.