Dead by Daylight
Pairings: Frank and Joey | The legion X F!Reader
Rating: M | Mature | NSFW 18+ MDNI
Word count: 1.5k+
CW: Knife play, degradation, blood, threats
Summary: You have intentionally pissed off two members of the legion and look at that they want their dues.
Prompt: Praising and degrading | âI wonât apologize for marking you up, everyone should know youâre taken.â
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This was fuckinâ insane, Joey had thought as he pinned the newest killer to the wall, you. You had been taunting the two since they first laid eyes on you. Your cocky grin, carefree easy attitude, and constant bragging about being so much better at the trials set the two of them off in ways that they hadnât been pushed before. It didnât help that you had the uncanny ability to copy just about any killer's MO just by watching them, often wearing masks made to look like the killer you were copying. It pissed Joey off, but Frank⊠he wanted to own that, to own you.
The feeling only amplified because you were wearing a mask that looked like a patchwork of Joeyâs and Frankâs right now. Letting them know you had just gotten a 4k stealing their tactics. âLike it?â you purred unphased by the decently sized man who pinned you to the wall by the collar of your hoodie.
Frank just laughed, âFuckin hell bitch, if you wanted us, all you had to do was ask.â the smile was evident in his voice even if you couldnât see it behind his mask. Joey just shook his head. âThis isnât funny, Frank.â malice dripped from his voice as he stared you down. Frank sighed placing a hand on the other legionâs shoulder. âWhy donât we have her pay us for using our likeness.â the words felt dangerous, but exactly what you wanted. âHappily,â you chirped a wide grin hidden underneath the mask. Joey let go letting your feet finally meet the floor. âOn the couch, arms on the back, ass in the air,â Frank commanded watching you a bit too excitedly scramble to comply shaking your ass in front of them. âGood girl,â he cooed.Â
âFuckin slut more like,â Joey spat walking up first, hands tracing the curve of your ass. He wouldnât admit it, but he had been wanting this for a while too. Frank and him having late nights over shitty beer talking about what theyâd do if they ever got their hands on you. The taller legionâs hand teased the edge of your waistband pulling it down enough to expose your panties to the cold winter air of Ormond. A damp spot already forming as he traced the outline of your slit applying pressure as he brushed your clit.Â
You yelped loudly as Frank came up next to him smacking your ass laughed at the way it rippled. âJust perfect,â Frank's words came out breathy as he pulled out his knife. The tip of it drags along the center of your crotch causing a hitch in your breath. Joey steps away for Frank to work eyeing his friend suspiciously. âHow easy it would be to carve you up and make you nothing but a bloody mess? You walked right in and taunted us, but I know youâre a good girl arenât you Copycat? Youâll listen to us and play nice right?â the knife trailing up your back before pressing against your throat yanking your head back by your hair. You swallowed thickly nodding your head. âGood girl,â he purred. Letting your hair go and pulling the knife away only to feel him cut a slit in your panties exposing your dripping folds.
âLike I said sheâs nothing but a whore,â Joey growled taking Frank's spot behind you, his hands now bear tracing the edges of your folds applying pressure, but refusing entrance. The tall of the two was taking his time watching your twitches and whining as he moved. Growling lowly he threw off his mask, âEyes front.â he hissed watching as you tried to look behind.Â
Joey bent down tongue licking a thick strip against your heated sex feeling the enlarged clit under his tongue. His hands spreading your ass apart allowing him to go deeper sucking and lapping as he went. Frank just gave a hearty laugh as he moved to your front undoing the front of pants as he pulled out his cock. It wasnât particularly girth, but it had length, âBe a good girl and take it all.â he cooed lifting your mask so those pretty lips of yours were exposed.
Complying easily you opened wide feeling as Frank slowly thrusted in and out, going deeper each time as if to let you kind of adjust. Joey seemingly got more aggressive as his sucking turned to gentle bites tugging at bits of flesh every so often. âYou want to do that, Thing?â Frank asked pausing long enough to point at something. You couldnât tell what, but a whine hummed against the cock now pressing down your throat as the warmth of Joeyâs breath left you. Legs shaking slightly. âDonât worry Copycat.â Frank cooed stroking your face as he began to move again. âJoeyâs just getting something special.â your skin prickled as you felt a cold blade against your thigh the sharp blade cutting into your flesh as hot fluid began to drip down.Â
âGod, you are nothing but a slut. I cut you just a little and I see your pathetic hole clenching around nothing. No self-respect, I swear.â Joey growled shoving two fingers into you harshly pushing you hard against Frank, his cock going deeper causing you to gag and clench around the fingers that were curling and twisting as the aggressive killer began to stretch you. âYou like this donât you, having two men using you like a fuckinâ toy. I will admit youâre warmer and better than a Fleshlight. But thatâs not saying much.â His words are harsh, especially against the praise that Frank kept giving. Not that you could complain as the pleasure had been slow building and nice.Â
Frank was just enjoying himself. Using your throat for his pleasure, âIf sheâs nothing but a toy just stick in already.â he laughed a bit too loudly. His thrusts became more aggressive hitting the back of your throat over and over again. The thought already had your cunt grip Joeyâs fingers more even as they stopped. You felt so empty as he pulled away, but it was only for a moment before you felt something press in, something much larger and thicker than his fingers. Large low-hanging balls smacked your clit as Joeyâs cock pressed in harshly slow but sharp thrusts pushed inside you. You were whining and moaning tears staining your cheeks at the feeling of being speared on both ends felt like too much and not enough.
Frank just laughed feeling your throat tighten each time Joey thrust in the two of them enjoying themself. Their pace was in sync one pulling out as the other thrust in over and over again. It was too much your core snapping at once as you felt yourself gushing around Joeyâs length a wave of ecstasy clawing its way through your system as the world around you spun the feeling of both cock thrusting in and out of you only dragging the feeling on longer.
The moment passed and you felt limp, but they werenât done, âFuckinâ slut, thatâs all it took?â Joey scoffed as he picked up his pace not caring to maintain pace with Frank who was still lazily thrusting in and out of your throat. âYou get off so fuckinâ easy donât you, having two angry killers using this useless cunt. Drooling from both ends, I oughta tie you up and put you on display for the others. Let them know how easy you are. Iâm sure theyâd love that, love to see a slut so eager to put out.â he was leaning forward now hand around your throat tightening it around Frank's hard member.
âI bet some of them would love payback for you stealing from them. What better way then letting them use your Slutty little pussy.â his words came out rough and strained. Frankâs pace had picked up as well, your mind becoming mush as he continued to degrade and taunt you. âFuck Joey, you want to tighten just a bit more,â Frank grunted pushing deeper. Joey chuckled darkly, grip becoming firm as his pace faltered just a bit. He was close and by the twitch in your mouth so was Frank. The two of them groan loudly as they finish almost in sync, filling you up as their cum shot deep inside you.
The three of you collapsed as their collective climaxes faded. They pulled out softly, watching the way their cum dripped down both sets of lips.
âGood girl,â Frank cooed tucking himself back in before moving to the front of the couch. Joey pulled your pants off the rest of the way sitting down on the couch and pulling you close against his chest. Frank happily moved on top of you laying his head against your chest and playing a little bit with your tits. You finally looked down at your thigh where Joey had cut, their initials carved in the flesh angry and red. Noticing you squinting at it Frank chimed in, âI wonât apologize for having you marked up, everyone should know youâre taken.â Joey hummed in agreement. âYouâre ours now, no one is allowed to touch you without our say. Now get some rest, weâre just getting started.â
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Seeing the Trickster had almost became a normal for you. It seemed he was in almost every trial with you. It was almost like you had been cursed to see the male killer every time the entity called upon you. You were shockingly innocent for the world you now lived in. You were still scared of everything about the entity's realm. Most of the survivors were almost used to seeing each other die or at least seeing the horrific killers running after them you however were not.
You were almost happy to see the trickster at this point he was the most human looking killer and he almost looked kind in your eyes. You constantly ignored him killing your peers and just focused on the fact that somewhere in there he could be a kind person. It was something about him telling you that. It couldn't be his menacing yellow eyes the eyes that looked you up and down every time they saw you. It couldn't be his blood splatter clothes. So what was it that made you feel almost comfortable around the killer. Anytime anyone asked why you weren't scared of him but scared of everyone else. You never had a answer. You could hardly answer when they asked why you were so scared of everything anyways. You had always been like this you were sheltered growing up and being pulled into the entity's realm full of death and danger it was like hell on earth for you. But somehow the Trickster soothed you.
It was like almost every trial with the trickster you were working on a generator as usual and you weren't scared you almost knew one hundred percent that he wasn't going to target you. But this time this trust in this killer was wrong. As you were peacefully working on the generator your heart begins pounding loudly in your ears. It sounds like a drum being played right next to your head. It almost gives you a headache with how loud it gets. You pull your hands out of the generators wires and cover your ears whimpering slightly at how loud it is. Soon another sound comes into earshot. It sounded like someone throwing darts at a dart board. It was the tricksters knives hitting the wall right behind you. When you realize how close to danger you are you immediately panic unsure of what to do. Your trust had just been broken. Was there even meaning to your trust to begin with did you come up with this trust in your head or did this killer truly not want to kill you. Your wide eyes stare in to his wild yellow ones and you hear his signature laughter making you almost want to cry. Your terrified you feel as if you are dying without even being hit. However the killer soon realizes what he is doing. The trickster stares at you and realizes how scared you are he notices your shaking and notices the fresh tears streaming down your face. He glances over and sees the unfinished generator and realizes he scared you. The trickster sighs and runs his hand through his hair making some strands stand up then he begins walking towards you. He gets inches away and crouches down to get on eye level with you and raises his hand. His hand lays on your head ruffling your hair and he soon stands again and leaves with a few passing words. "You may be scared of everyone else, but do not fear me." You sit wide eyed and sniffle trying to quickly wipe your tears and continue working on the generator you knew you were safe now. You knew that you could trust him and that he would be the only thing here you don't have to be scared of.
(AN- this is from my wattpad I will most likely be reposting some of the stuff from wattpad to here.)
This is an 18+ blog, I write a lot of smut and NSFW content. I do not wish to engage with Minors so please if you are under the age of 18 do not engage with me.
Masterlist
Who am I?
I'm fishy a 26 year old disabled gay trans man with one too many kinks, a pension to thirst for wildly unavailable fiction men/monsters, and a nasty habit of making rambling word vomit that sometimes comes out as a coherent drabble or story.
What do I like writing?
Men... I like writing about objectifying fictional men who can and would kill me if given the option. I do on occasion write about fictional women as there is the occasional one who'd I'd happily let break my back and serve me up on a silver platter but that's neither here nor there.
I also primarily focus on reader inserts and while I prefer GN!reader, M!reader, or FtM!reader I am cool with writing for an F!reader.
Right now I'm going down the hyper fixation of Dead By Daylight with a focus on killers who's origin is in DBD. Though licensed killers are also in the brainrot.
I want to send an ask what is allowed?
I honestly don't have any hard boundaries, I like fluffy prompts, dark prompts, and smut prompts. The worst that'll happen is a Delete it or not respond. I am more likely to write if it has a prompt such as a killer with a specific type of reader or situation that killer or reader are in.
I will not write graphic and detailed depictions of minors being harmed or put into adult situations. The most I am comfortable writing about is a hint that it happened to a character.
Please send me asks in which you are thirsty for the killers/survivors I am writing about, I am thirsty for these killers/survivors too and if someone else is thirsting or getting excited about it using anon messaging it gives me the permission to match the energy.
What characters do you write for?
Written for at least once (has a masterlist)
The Trapper
The Ghost face
The Hillbilly
The Knight
Frank (The Legion)
Joey (The Legion)
The Blight
The Wraith
The Executioner
The Doctor
The Deathslinger
The Huntress
Susie (The legion)
Julie (The Legion)
The Pig
Meg Thomas
Claudette Morel
Want to/willing to write for (not exhaustive)
Vittorio
Dwight
Oni
The Mastermind
Gabriel Soma
Jake park
Characters I will not write smut for
The Nightmare
The Cannibal
Chucky
Anyways I hope you enjoy your stay in my den of debauchery.
Side note if Dead Boy Detective fans could please use the DBDA tag instead of DBD tag that'd be great. We're a hard enough fandom to find on this site without having a more popular community taking our tag.
