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remember a few weeks back, when i was rageposting about the guys right behind us making a bunch of fucking noise every day for like 10 hours straight all the way up until 4 in the morning? well, we found some debris thrown into our yard from their yard this morning. A bunch of old sticks and cut tree branches; you're supposed to put these on the curb for the trash people, not in my fucking backyard
dad suspects they knew it's us who called and they're retaliating
i suspect they're probing around to see what we'll do; hoping i'll report the branches to the property manager again. unlike the music (several people called the cops on them several times and any one of them could've called the PM), that would be a report they could link directly to us. As for the PM, we have it in writing that our identities would be kept anonymous, so it's possible that was not honored.
We've resolved to just remove the branches and not escalate the situation. However, we're going to move one of our cameras there and document this incident for future use is needed.
the first kind is where the gods are obviously no involved and they're completely random and often bad; disfiguring changes that turn you into a monster or a blob or an animal person
the second kind is where the gods are involved, but you're not a person they particularly give a shit about and so the mutation could go well, but often ends up sloppily done. like going to a fast food joint and ordering something that looks tasty on the menu, but the actual burger is some half-assed slapped together bullshit. alternatively, you anger the gods and they turn you into a eldritch meatball which may or may not be sentient
and the third and final kind of mutation is when they gods not only are responsible, but they put love and the utmost care into it. like that one scene from Toy Story 2 where the old man fixes woody or, for you tabletoppers out there, when you spend hours painstakingly painting a tiny fucking mini to make it look perfect. They Chaos gods are perfectly capable of the precision it takes to alter a person in a coherent and non-destructive way, they just can't be fucked 99% of the time
ind. sel. roleplaying and writing blog for DANNY JOHNSON, from Behaviour Interactive's DEAD BY DAYLIGHT. as written by ADAM.
a story about: obsession and neglect and how they go hand in hand, a desire to connect with others hampered by sickness, narcissism, entitlement, and how far a person has to collapse before it's too late for them to come back.
carrd. (WIP) | headcanons. | prompts. | verses.
18+! hi, i'm adam- 26 year old they/them with a fondness for ttrpgs, storytelling, and speculative fiction. i'm a writer. not a sci-fi writer or a fantasy writer or a horror writer- just a writer.
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inbox + posts always perpetually open. random asks / replies is generally the easiest way to get things rolling with me - plotting is my enemy and i vastly prefer spontaneity to hashing out thread and story details for excessively long time. i find that that's generally the easiest way to make sure nobody ever actually does any writing at all.
crossover based but also have a default DbD verse for Survivors and Killers to interact in if they wish! i am generally unaffiliated with the DbD community and rpc as a whole and generally prefer to do my own thing, however.
REALLY HEADCANON BASED. sorry to bold and caps this one, but i have a LONG history with the Scream films (a major inspiration for my portrayal of danny) and i've read Danny's lore quite a few times and have taken plenty liberties with his backstory to fill in the gaps (his father, time at college, first relationships, etc.) i've got a looot of thoughts about danny that influence how i write him, please respect that!
trigger warnings abound for the Scream series and Dead by Daylight: gore, violence, stalking, abuse, murder, psychological horror, and several specific triggers for danny as well relating to religious abuse, childhood neglect, bullying, misogyny, homophobia, transphobia, and assault.
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Deckard would be treated to the sight of the big daemon licking itself, his tongue swiping blood off of the back of his elbow. To his credit, he double takes when he sees whose speaking to him, pausing mid-lick. The daemon's eyes take in everything-- the tentacles namely.
Khazaan points with a jerk of his head in a direction.
"Masters? Battles? Blood? What are-- Whoa!" Vail startles as they're suddenly engulfed in darkness, forcing them to look up towards the only light available ā the beast's glowing yellow eyes barely illuminating his facial features.
Not that they needed a better look at him; they'd already gotten a decent one as soon as he'd turned around. A whooping sixteen foot of muscle, burnt orange skin, thick black mane, sharp teeth on a demon-like face, and armor with decorative skull emblems.
Certainly intimidating, yet Vail was only more confused than scared.
"Worry aboutā" they squint, lips curling into an awkward smile. "Look, I mean you no trouble. I don't even known who or what you are."
They had their own theories, but voicing those seemed like a horrible idea right now.
"I'm just an animal doctor.ā Getting ahead of more assumptions before they come. āIāve never seen anyone like you and I got curious.ā
"Ah, a healer of beasts rather than men." Khazaan says, more to himself. He strokes the horns on his chin, seeming to approve of that fact. Well, until he relates it back to himself.
" Curiosity is costly. Did you think me one of your realms wild creatures?"
" Those days are long gone. Look up me and tremble! Behold my murderous splendour! I am a son of the Strongest of All Gods. Pick of the litter! And you--"
He points an accusing finger at Vail.
" You look like you would taste good skinned and salted. " A snort, " Men are the only prey-things that would walk right up to their predators. Shall I show you the error of your ways?"
"Why do you feel the need to argue with a giant rat?" Terry asks Khaz, chewing on a bone. "I would think thats beneath you."
" Because he starts it!" Khazaan blurts out, eyes flaring at the taur. " The rat king is a uppity mortal who does not know his station. Well, I shall teach it to him, no matter how many times I have to beat it into him!"
Having sex with this guy is a one way ticket to degradation-ville.
If you have the appropriate anatomy, Khazaan is a firm "one in the pink, one in the stink" believer.
Suspiciously good at sex for a creature supposed to think it's stupid. He will not appreciate being pressed about it.
While Skarbrand and Kha'xanzyr are different flavors of top, Khazaan is actually a verse with a hard top lean. He has bottomed before and could theoretically do so again.
Again, if you have the appropriate anatomy, he will grab and squeeze your balls while he fucks you.
Will smack you with his dick.
Enjoys head more than sex; I think the double entendre of Khornates liking head is very funny. On this note, Khazaan is going to be fingering you while you suck him off. This is probably for your own good because he's not exactly a "gentle ride". Khazaan is a throat fucker, a head grabber and mouth-user.
Alternatively, anyone able to get the upper hand on him should know that he can quite literally be led around by the ring on his nose.
Will insist on cumming inside you, especially if you're Afab. Will probably do it anyway even if you object. Will do it with the objective of getting you pregnant, the only "acceptable" reason for "coital nonsense" as Khornates put it.
Yeah, consent isn't really on Khazaan's list of priorities as is the case with most daemons. That being said, he rarely pursues or invites carnal intention.
Biter. Prefers doggy. Will knot everytime. Will be sure to remind you that you should be grateful he's even bothering to seed you at all, especially if it could take.
Bloodplay and Foodplay, but I feel like those go without saying. Khazaan is willing to play a "milder" role if food is involved.
If he likes you enough, he will painstakingly pick the spines off of his penis or even continue to nullify himself until his junk grows back into something less offensive to the flesh. Otherwise, he's spiky and proud of it ("Keeps the Harlots off, you know?").
