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xyreferyxbeazt · 3 months
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Hey, redesign
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dicktat · 2 months
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Everybody is talking about evil/renegade Aiden. But what about renegade Mia. A monster just as fierce as her brother, she-renegade with animalistic traits of a wolf. Tortured by disease and filled with justified rage, she fights and kills alongside her beloved feral brother🖤🖤🖤
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marshalllir · 2 years
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Hakon, what the hell are you writing?! Eliminate the pilgrim? Getting him? Kill?! Eliminate any witnesses? Eliminate Blues? I had a better opinion of you, asshole!!
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Renegade: *over the radio* He he! We kidnapped your friend, little kitty!
Aiden: W- who? Hakon?
Renegade: No no no! The girl one.
Aiden: Oh. Good luck then. *hangs up*
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ghost-leviathan · 2 years
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Ignore Walts, I had a hard time drawing him….
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the usual rambling and some pictures under the cut  🖤
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friendship ended with renegade outfit now rais commando outfit is my new best friend LMAO  ( just kidding ofc i love love love the renegade outfit still but .  BUT .  i am a rais fan first and a renegade enjoyer second so .  if ya know, ya know lol  🖤 ) i wanted this outfit so so bad when i first saw it and it took me a little extra time to actually earn it but it’s mine now and i just .  * stares at it fondly *  rais  * dreamy sigh * i want to get the double daggers of the night next so i gotta work some more .  hopefully i can get them in the next week or two .  anywho !  until next time my angels, be good to each other  🖤🖤
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killershushikk · 2 months
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Found some old Mia designs and merged it to make renegade!mia
@dicktat you inspire me is much
She is my wife also she beats the fuck out of Hakon just for fun :3
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migrainedmarten · 2 months
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Have you noticed Hakon is writing all documents for the renegades on a typewriter?
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stolen-breath · 2 years
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𝕨𝕙𝕖𝕟 𝕙𝕖 𝕗𝕚𝕟𝕕𝕤 𝕠𝕦𝕥 𝕪𝕠𝕦❜𝕧𝕖 𝕓𝕖𝕖𝕟 𝕙𝕦𝕣𝕥 -- 𝕕𝕪𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕝𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕥 𝟚 𝕞𝕖𝕟 𝕖𝕕𝕚𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟
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!! TRIGGER WARNING !! blood and gore strong language violence suggestive themes !! MINORS DO NOT INTERACT !! :: author's note :: god, i love this game so much. i've only just gotten to central, so sorry for having so few characters -- but if you want more of the guys from old villedor (vincenzo, klaus, hermann, carlos, etc) please let me know!
:: DYING LIGHT 2 GIRLS EDITION COMING SOON ::
If a Renegade hurt you – how would your boyfriend react?
𝒉𝒂𝒌𝒐𝒏
Hakon’s not really the kind to fight, but if he caught the Renegade in the act of hurting you, he’d see red.
He’ll take advantage of his innate stealthiness and sneak up behind him – you may not even notice him, being a bit distracted fighting for your life
He won’t even reach for his own weapon – he’ll grab the nearest thing in reach and bash the Renegade over the back of the head until he slumps over (unconscious?  Dead?  Who knows?  Who cares?)
He’ll drag you to your feet, whispering “We gotta go, Y/N – who knows when the rest of them will show up.”
He won’t even try to carry you.  It’s a waste of precious time, especially since he can’t really roof-run with you in his arms.  Bit hard to grab gutters and pipes when his arms are full of you.
He will run slowly – carefully – picking the safest and easiest options.  He won’t leave you behind like the others.  You’re different.  You’re special.  You’re not like his four wives.
When he gets you home (to his place – yours isn’t safe), he’ll tuck you carefully into bed and fuck off for a while.  You feel abandoned, alone, resigned to die in a bed that��s not even yours, and drift away into the blissful warmth of unconsciousness.
When you wake up again a few hours later, it’s night, and Hakon is treating your wounds with chamomile and honey, stitching any cuts with a trembling but oh-so-careful hand.
“Hold still,” he scolds, gently pushing you back down.  “He’s not getting you.”
There’s a special kind of comfort in knowing that Hakon, sneaky slippery Hakon loyal only to himself, is putting his entire existence at risk to protect you.
You drift off again, feeling safe for the first time since your arrival in Villedor.
𝒃𝒂𝒓𝒏𝒆𝒚
Barney.  Snarky, aggressive, anger-issues Barney.
He tears the Renegade off of you and throws him to the ground.
You don’t recognize the corpse when he finally pulls back, splattered in so much blood that you barely recognize him either.
He doesn’t even wipe the blood off his hands before they’re cupping your face, turning your head this way and that.
Your ears are ringing, you hardly hear his questions, but you answer what you can.
“Should’ve fucking been here,” he snarls as he tears his radio from his belt.  He calls for Hermann and a few others to give him backup.  “Should’ve known this was fucking coming.  Should’ve locked your ass up.  Goddamn Pilgrim.  You ain’t a one man fucking army, dumbass.”
He and Hermann fight over who gets to carry you – in the end, you choose Hermann.  He’s larger, stronger, able to block more blows.
You have to calm Barney down with your logical explanation – “plus,” you add with a pained smirk, “leaves you open to beat the shit out of any Renegades that follow us.  You really wanna leave that fun to Hermann?”
He grins back at you, relieved that you can still joke, the dead man’s blood smeared across his teeth.  “Fuckin’ A, Y/N.  You read me like a book.  Let’s get my girl back to the Bazaar – then, we’re gonna wipe the Renegades off the fucking planet.”
𝒂𝒊𝒕𝒐𝒓
The deaths of his wife and children weighed heavily on his mind for so long.  The guilt tore him to pieces.  His duty kept him from mourning them, from fucking burying them.  He didn’t even know if there were corpses to bury, or if they were shambling about Central with the thousands of other nameless faceless ghouls.
He never expected that a Pilgrim, of all people, would help him find closure.
Being the commander of the PKs of Old Villedor, he isn’t there when you get the shit kicked out of you.  You manage to escape on your own – you’re a Pilgrim, you’re thrifty.
You’re not upset that he couldn’t help you.  You understand.  He has more things to worry about than you.
He, however, is devastated.  Furious.  He stares at your resting body as you lay in the metro station infirmary, a medic checking your vitals every fifteen minutes.
Horror.  Fury.  Gut-wrenching guilt.
He’s finally found someone that makes him feel loved again, and he’s failed you.  Just like he failed his wife and kids.
Is he going to lose you like he lost them?
But you pull through, of course.  You’re a Pilgrim – you’re made of tougher stuff.
When the raw overwhelming power of relief releases him, he turns his fury to his soldiers.
With strict orders and threats of worse punishments than he’s ever doled out before, they wipe out entire Renegade camps and drag in any survivors to parade them in front of you.
It takes weeks, but you finally ID the one who fucked you up.
Aitor pulls you from the room so you don’t have to watch it – but you can still hear his gurgling screams as his soldiers take revenge for what happened to you.
While you wait for him to be brought in (and for quite some time after), he spoils you rotten.  Jewelry, fresher food than you’ve eaten since you got here, first choice of any spoils that come in from their looting runs.
And of course you sleep in his bed.  It’s the most comfortable bed in the metro station – and it’s the perfect place for him to keep you safe, even in his sleep.
𝒅𝒐𝒅𝒈𝒆𝒓
You and Dodger used to butt heads a lot – you didn’t approve of the way he scammed innocent people to make himself wealthy, and he thought you were a naive, innocent little bird that white-knighted for anyone that offered you a vaguely sad story.
Both of you are right, and neither of you are willing to admit it.
His men are the ones that find you and the Renegade in the fight for your life.
At first, they just watch, not realizing who the intruder is fighting.  Some of them make bets on who will win and how the loser will die.
Then one of them catches a glimpse of your face, and their hearts drop into their frayed shoes.
After a brief argument about their odds and Dodger’s temper, they leap into action.  Two of them pull you away from the Renegade, since Dodger will literally kill them if anything happens to you – but you take a large gash to the side as the Renegade desperately stabs at you.
He goes down quick.  Dodger’s boys are, surprisingly, competent fighters when they’re not up against a Pilgrim.
The two that grabbed you are already carrying you back to the Bazaar, despite your protests that you’re fine and you can get yourself there.  Even these dimwits can see that you’re not fine, actually, and you need to get taken home as fast as they can.
They can’t roofrun, unfortunately, so their way is long and winding through alleys and dark buildings too small to have more than a few infected in them.  It takes a few hours to get you home – by then, you’re unconscious, definite proof that you’re not fine.
Dodger listens to their tale with only half an ear, only enough to pick up the details he needs.  The Renegades have fucked with his property, his beloved.
They have no idea the hell they have invited upon themselves.
You have no idea what he’s doing – Dodger is a bit…dodgy after all*
But he seems a lot more attentive to you, and specifically you
His Bazaar obligations can wait.  You need him here and now.
When he finds the man who fucked with you, he brings him into your shared room and sprawls out on the bed beside you, pulling you into his lap and arms.
“Shh,” he soothes, brushing a lock of hair from your forehead.  “This the man who fucked with you?”
You nod, resting your head in the crook of his neck and shoulder.  You already know what’s coming.  You can’t prevent yourself from hearing what’s about to happen, but if you need to, you can hide your eyes.
You need to hide your eyes immediately.  Dodger brings in his most ruthless assistant, his right hand man, Klaus.
After but a minute, you beg Dodger to stop.  He orders the man removed and “dealt with.”
When you’ve healed enough that you can actually win the argument with Dodger about being allowed outside the safety of the Bazaar’s walls again, you see the body hanging from a makeshift noose outside the door.
The only recognizable part is his broken mask, the mask you broke in the fight, and the scar you left on his body.
𝒘𝒂𝒍𝒕𝒛
You still don’t know why Waltz picked you.  Of all the people in the city, he picked you.
You don’t know if that arouses you or terrifies you.
It doesn’t take him long to find out what his man did to you.  His crew is so afraid of him that they’re all spies amongst themselves, willing to rat each other out to buy even a moment of his favor.
Unfortunately, the traitor (for he is a traitor now, having willingly attacked his master’s favorite) isn’t done with you.
He tries to sneak into your quarters, maskless, bold as you please.
Renegades are great liars after all, even to each other.
He tries to smother your face with a pillow as you bask in the comforting warmth of the UV light above you, too drowsy to even realize he’s there until the room goes dark and the air you breathe becomes rather…feathery.
He almost succeeds.  He would have, if a sudden attack didn’t launch him across the room and snap his spine over a metal bedframe.
You wink in and out of consciousness as the crazed attacker rips your would-be-murderer to shreds with his bare hands, screaming like a crazed volatile into the night.
Not for the first time do you find yourself afraid in your waking moments.  You’ve never seen Waltz in his crazed form – will he recognize you?  Is this how you’re meant to die, at the claws of your lover rather than the comforting pillow cutting off your air as you lay half-asleep?
But the monster creeps toward you, oh-so-gently caressing your face so he doesn’t cut you with his razor-sharp claws.
“Shh,” the silhouette rasps in the darkness.  “I’ll protect you.  I’ll kill any motherfucker who dares show his face in here again.”
You drift off again, this time to sleep, as he slips from the room and slaughters the men who were guarding your room, the ones that failed you.
The traitors.
*I’ll see myself out
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saevus-brutalis · 2 years
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part 2 because im unhinged and no one stopped me dying light 2 — what’s their signature smell headcanons pt.2:
rowe
okay, hear me out - aftershave. we all know this man fucks a lot so, he must smell nice. best smelling man in his unit, hell, best smelling man on Missy (right behind Juan). uses aftershave as some sort of cologne, especially when he has a date (hook up) lined up. there’s a running inside joke in 404 and silent agreement amongst them that the only thing to gift to Rowe is a bottle of aftershave.
aitor
i don’t know what it is, but he just smells nice, y’know? probably found a deodorant stick on one patrol and now it’s his holy grail. he’s not sweaty, not usually, since he’s spending more time in the PK base’s office, rather than outside, preoccupied with finding Lucas’ killer. you can’t stop yourself from taking a long whiff when you hug him, it’s very comforting and warm. maybe once saw Hakon with a crushed lavender sticking out of his front breast pocket, tried it, and now from time to time uses flowers to neutralize any odor
lawan
she’s one of the good smelling folk in Villedor. very neutral, natural with hint of musk. though i must say her hair smells lightly of vanilla because of a shampoo she’s using. found it once in a Forsaken Store and now is running low on it, so she uses very little amount - that’s why it’s barely noticeable unless you have your face directly in her hair.
dr. vincent waltz
rubbing alcohol and dirt, maybe cigarettes. he’s quite smelly, sorry mister. sweats quite a bit due to stress tied to Mia and living in Renegade’s HQ isn’t helping him much. in his office back at the Butcher’s Stronghold he strongly smells of chemicals and cigarettes - boy smokes like a chimney. it’s not very pleasant, bites at your nostrils if you inhale too much.
thalia
again, very natural, not really sweaty, since she spends most of her time in the library and not hunting zombies and scavenging for food. probably smells of book and dust. it’s very nice but not crazy good.
sophie
unapologetically sweaty and musky. like Barney will rather use the water for the Survivors than for a shower and if she does - she shares the water with her brother and Hermann (won’t get into in which order. Barney’s the last). tries to be as clean as possible but she’s more focused on helping her people and improving the Bazaar.
bonus:
Vinny
sickly sweet, overcompensates the smell of his sweat with deodorant or perfume he got from Juan. not pleasant, really, but Juan doesn’t seem to mind, for him it’s just an excuse to take a bath with him.
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xyreferyxbeazt · 6 months
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I made a god
Out of blood
Not superiority
I killed the king of deceit
Now I sleep in anarchy
This song is so Renegade!Hakon core fr
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marshalllir · 8 months
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Would you like to taste a piece of Hakon? You're welcome!
AO3 ☆ Ficbook
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tatka-jpeg-art · 2 years
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my OCs in #dyinglight2 Tolosa and Andy (yeah, they are renegades)
More about them (and Aiden/Hakon) here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/43541337/chapters/109474047
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linkthehyliann · 2 years
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Dying Light 2 Stay Human review!
I have over 200 hours in this game and I also have a lot of thoughts about it. So without further ado, let’s begin!
Combat is easily the best it’s ever been and is a huge improvement over the first game. I rather enjoy the block/parry mechanic and it’s incredibly satisfying to pull off every time.
Olivier Deriviere KNOCKED the soundtrack out of the park. Both the main menu and the dynamic parkour tracks are some of the best pieces of music I’ve ever had the chance of listening to on repeat this year. I guess you could say he delivieres good music. (I stole that btw)
The faction system isn’t perfect, but it’s there. Aitor was love at first sight, you can guess the rest (my favorite color is also blue lmao).
Fighting Renegades is pretty cool until it isn’t. I’m not really a fan of how consistently they completely avoid or block your attacks. It makes them feel like a tedious encounter rather than enemies that I want to enjoy fighting.
Weapons now just completely break when their durability runs out. In Dying Light 1, every weapon you obtained had a repair limit before it became completely unusable. This limit did not return, but there is a way to repair weapons (infinitely, I might add!) before they break.
Spike is hot as fuck, I’m glad he came back and also mentioned Crane.
I didn’t like the people of the Bazaar. Vincenzo and his dad being the only exceptions. I just felt annoyed with everyone I was forced to help and/or talk to. My decision to fully side with the PKs was basically made right then and there.
Hakon was easily my favorite character in the entire game and I want David Belle to shatter every bone in my body. I really liked Lawan too!
I liked Aiden as well, a bit naïve but nothing too major that would make me full-on hate his character. Jonah Scott’s performance for his character was outstanding. I’m apparently not the only one who thought Roger Craig Smith was brought back because they sound a lot alike lol.
Normally I don’t like video game antagonists, but I absolutely loved Waltz and his VA’s performance. I will gladly lust over a hot doctor.
The story was nothing too special. I don’t really have anything to say about it.
Dying Light 2 is a fantastic game with a lot of issues that will only get better with time. I have faith that Techland will listen to feedback because of how Dying Light 1 turned out approximately seven years later with numerous updates.
I really like this game, and I plan to continue playing it for as long as I live.
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meatgrndr · 2 years
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absolutely silly but
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pissthena · 2 years
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some Hakon x Aiden oneshot idea-
when Hakon said teasingly to his lover that he need to help a girl survivor for a mission and Aiden just let him too bc he know Hakon is trying to make him jealous and the mission js not a big deal, even how many time he explain that it's a woman, Aiden just totally agreeing and understanding it. therefore, Hakon hug him from the back and wrapping his arm tightly at Aiden's waist and canceling the mission while Aiden's chuckling softly
Fluffy Fluff for the love birds(◕ᴗ◕✿)
I hope you enjoy! Sorry if it's a tad short!
BE JEALOUS, DAMN IT!
“I’ll be back in a few hours, so no need to worry, Aiden!” The older man grinned, patting the boy’s head.
“I won’t.” Aiden smiled back, before diverting his focus on packing his own backpack.
“Allison will be there! I haven’t seen her in forever.” Hakon sighed dreamingly, a bit louder than his tone before.
“That’s nice.” The younger man nodded, not caring for the conversation.
“Yeah, she’s always so nice. Pretty too. It will probably distract the Renegades.” The older man tried his best to come across as nonchalantly as he could, yet still peeking down at Aiden, hoping for a reaction.
Disappointment washed over his face as he got none, not even a slight one..
“Maybe other people too. She always gets up close and personal.” He tried again.
“Hopefully no one will get hurt by it.” Aiden stood up with a smile before patting his shoulder. “Didn’t you say you had to hurry?”
“Well, yeah, but..” Hakon almost whined, how hard was it for the young man to give in! “She’s just so hot, I don’t want to get distracted too fast.” “Ahah. Then don’t.” The young man pushed him towards the door, done with the conversation. “I’m sure you’ll push through just fine, Hakon.”
Aiden opened the door, pushing the older man outside before going back in, not sparing him a second glance.
“Aw, come on!” Hakon exclaimed, going back in through the door. “Not a single word? Not the slightest bit jealous that I’ll be hanging out with a hot woman?” He whined, wrapping his body around Aiden’s back.
“Nah.” The young man shook his head, trying to hide the smile forming on his lips.
“Please.”
“Nope.”
“Come on.”
“Still no.”
“Fine, I’ll cancel it then.” Before Aiden could protest, he heard Hakon calling Frank to announce that he sadly couldn’t join them today. Frank insisted that it was no big deal and that they would be just fine without him.
“Can you at least act jealous?” The older man whispered into Aiden’s neck. Spinning around to face the other man, Aiden almost had a hard time saying no to those puppy eyes..
“Hakon, I trust you. I know you’d never do that to me.”
“Can you act like you don’t know?”
“Forget it.” Aiden chuckled, pressing a kiss to the other man's lips, who only whined in response.
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