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[pey-hey555]

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐋𝐀𝐒𝐓 𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐄

. ft. t. fushiguro

. content. emotionally unavailable toji, brief mention of intimacy, toji being an asshole n lacks communication, allusions to cheating (not true), breakup, angst.

. note. fuck toji, he deserves the angst. kinda sucks. too lazy to proofread.

it is a well known fact that the man named toji fushiguro is a cold hearted man.

the same man who does shady business for a living, the same man who used to have a different girl every week in his bed and the exact same man who was the most self-absorbed being one could lay their eyes on.

when you first met him, there was something quite intriguing about him. his dark bangs hanging above his green eyes— beautiful yet intimidating to gaze at. the sharpness of his jaw, the soft pink color of his lips that are adorned by a scar at the corner. if you were to guess, he was probably around his early thirties.

yet you felt something— more likely your gut telling you that this man is purely surrounded by dark shadows. shadows that will consume your light bit by bit as you step into the darkness that awaits. dimming your flame like a single blow can put out a candle. or how quickly a popsicle could melt on a hot day by the pool.

but you longed for something. something a part of you knew he wouldn’t be able to give you. maybe a part of you hoped that the man you were welcoming into your life wouldn’t be so bad. wouldn’t take advantage of your pure heart you were willing to give. but as days pass, weeks, months and eventually a year— you realize that some people aren’t deserving of good things.

he arrived home after two days of staying who knows where. sometimes he was out for a week— longest was two. whenever you asked, he would just brush you off. not giving you an explanation, keeping you in the dark with your own racing thoughts. communicating is something toji isn’t the best at, if you even wanna call it that. it’s something he deeply lacks, and doesn’t bother to work on. you tried. trying multiple ways for him to open up, but failing each time as moments go by.

during intimacy, you never seem to feel connected to the man. grunts and moans of pleasure, but none seem to sound or feel like love. not even the supposedly sweet words he mumbles in your ear while rutting his hips against yours. everything feels empty. and soon enough, your heart will too.

“toji,” you sighed, following behind him as he relaxed on the couch. no answer. “toji, can you at least spare me a moment?.” at that, he finally looked up to you. you couldn’t explain the expression he bared on his face. maybe a mixture of irritation? or exhaustion?

“where were you?,” you question. a simple question that kept you up at night on days he wouldn’t come home. it always made your skin itch— wondering if maybe there was someone else he found home in.

“non’ya business,” he grumbled. you could tell he was trying his hardest to keep focus on the random show that was playing on the television. you shifted on your feet— contemplating whether it’s worth it to keep pushing. that was the only was in this situation to seek for answers.

“it is my business when i’m the one who’s waiting here like a fool,” you said bitterly. bitter like the black coffee he liked to drink in the cold mornings, bitter like the burnt food that sat on the stove when it was long forgotten during a make out session. maybe even more bitter than his next words.

“yeah, most likely a fool if ya think m’ gonna tell ya shit,” he grinned. the side that adorned his scar lifting up. “‘m home now, aren’t i.”

you felt angry. hands shaking as you convinced yourself not to choke him right here and now. you took a deep breath, “can you at least pretend to care? about me? about this fucked-up relationship?.”

he shrugged and placed both of his hands under his head. “for such a feared man, you sure are a coward,” you mumbled. by the time those words left your mouth, the room felt colder and a shiver ran down your spine. you’re far from scared of him, but it’s more about the situation that’s gonna worsen.

“the fuck did ya say to me?,” he stood up. his nose flared as he inched closer to you. “ya don’t have any idea how hard it is to put up with ya shit,” he spat. your eyes remained on his, daring him to speak further. he ran his hand down his face, laughing as he shook his head.

“fucking hell, for all it’s worth, being away from you was probably the best i’ve felt in months.”

you took a step back, scoffing. “then where were you all those times, mhm?.” the question remained. picking at your skin— eating you alive as each second ticked on the clock. it was quiet for a few seconds, it felt too long for it to be so.

“probably fucking some random bitch behind your back,” he said rather calmly. as if it was the most normal thing you’ve both exchanged today.

shit

your heart dropped, your knees felt weak and your brain began to pound against your skull. your breath hitched and before you knew it, the image of toji began to blur. eyes stinging and soon the tears started to fall down your cheeks.

toji remained still. blank expression evident on his face as he tried to calm his heart that was ready to jump out of his throat. he didn’t mean that. he swears he would never. he doesn’t know what came over him.

the sniffles he heard coming from your shaking body made him snap out of it. he should say something, anything. drop to his knees begging you to hear him out. but no to avail, he stays put. he’s not the type of man to do that, he promised himself.

toji isn’t the type to express his emotions, to wear his heart on his sleeve. to make you feel loved, to make you feel understood. but instead he makes you feel the opposite. unwanted, not deserving of love, worthless…

he sees you walking towards the bedroom, guessing you’re grabbing your stuff to leave. his scarred lip twitches to call out to you, and he finally understands. he knows that he’s truly the only one who was undeserving of you and your precious heart all along.

so he stays behind. watching your back as you head out the door without uttering a single word. and that was the last time you’ve seen him and the last time you would ever settle for less.

©𝐎𝐌𝐈𝐓𝐄𝐀. please refrain from stealing my works !

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“i play resident evil 4 for the plot”

the plot:

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Me in a nutshell

(I don’t normally write but i kinda wanna write about him 👀)

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Y’all….Y’all….HEAR ME OUTTT, PLEASEEE JUST HEAR ME OUTTTTTT.

(ITS LITERALLY PURRINGGGGGGGGG)

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He’s such a slut. I wanna eat him.🗣️🗣️🗣️🗣️🗣️

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AM I REALLY simping over some f*cking hands ???

Like wtf man mk1 johnny cage took me everything 💀 even his hands like… well they’re so large, so beautiful im-

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More Johnny Cage intros🗿

I love Johnny Cage sm. (Who doesn’t, He’s serving CUNT.)

Johnny: Well aren’t you just an heart throb.

Y/N: Focus, Cage.

Johnny: Aw, Thought i had a chance.

~

Johnny: If your feeling down, i can feel you up, Sweetheart.

Y/N: Ugh…There’s no way you just said that.

~

Johnny: Aw come on, My fans want us together.

Y/N: Fuck you.

Johnny: Already did!

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Johnny: The one who loses has to give head.

Y/N: I’d rather decapitate myself.

Johnny: How funny.

~

Y/N: You always this fancy?

Johnny: Not necessarily but when i heard your name i fancied up.

Y/N: How cute.

~

Y/N: Is it possible to always be this annoying?

Johnny: You know you love it.

Y/N: Fuck you.

Johnny: Love you to!

~

Y/N: Was it good for you?

Johnny: The sex?

Y/N: The film, Cage.

Johnny: Thereforeeee…That could mean two things?

Y/N: Ugh.

~

Johnny: Why are the pretty girls always into violence?

Y/N: Why are the handsome ones always so obnoxious?

Johnny: Fair enough.

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Y’all i miss when the Resident Evil 4 Remake first came out. I miss when people were going absolutely crazy over the game play and going bizarre over Leon. Although those few months were rough patches for me, I’d do ANYTHINGGG to go back to that era istg.

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heyy! let me tell you, not only were you a part of me discovering a new hyperfixation but pretty much the main reason 😭 anyway congrats on 100 followers!! and if i'm still on time to request something i would love dalton l. and number 4

I'm honored, and I humbly accept the responsibility. If you couldn't tell, I have same hyperfixation and I think it's a great one!😆 Thank you for the congratulations and the request! I hope you enjoy and please let me know what you think!

Warnings: a misunderstanding and some hurt feelings, happy ending, fluff, 0.9k+ words

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Prompt 4: "Can you please go sit in another room or something? I can't concentrate with you here."

You’re beginning to think Dalton forgot about your date. It’s been nearly ten minutes since you walked into his dorm, and he asked you to wait one minute while he finished something. Not that you mind, of course, you enjoy watching him work. Your eyes are glued to his profile as he draws, his brows furrowed as his attention moves to a different area of his paper.

“I can feel you staring,” he mumbles around the pencil in his mouth.

“Good for you,” you quip. “Your observation skills are coming along nicely, my dear Watson.”

He doesn’t signify your sarcasm with a response, instead looking through his supplies for a chamois, making an “aha” sound before he begins using it to blend.

“What are you drawing?” You ask, moving to sit on the other side of his desk.

His eyes raise to yours quickly, but he doesn’t answer.

“Are you almost done?”

His eyes raise again but look over your entire face before dropping again. He raises a hand and tugs his hair over his ear. You let him focus, shifting in your seat to look at the completed artwork displayed on his wall.

Dalton takes your shift in attention as an opportunity to study your face closer, noticing that you're dressed very nicely, and it looks like you tried something new with your hair. He thinks that every time he looks, you get more attractive. Shaking his head, he smiles to himself before finishing the shading.

“The painting of the mountain is really pretty,” you say quietly.

“Can you please go sit in another room or something? I can’t concentrate with you here,” he says, not looking up.

You try not to sound too disappointed when you agree. “Call me when you’re done?” You ask, standing in the doorway.

Dalton hums an acknowledgement, so you close the door and walk to your dorm.

Twenty or so minutes later, Dalton calls and asks you to return. You knock, holding your lips between your teeth as you hope he isn’t annoyed with you for distracting him.

“You don’t have to knock,” Dalton says as he opens the door. When he sees you, his eyes widen, even though he had just seen you. “You look amazing.”

You nod and mutter a thank you, keeping your hands behind your back as you walk in. Dalton notices your behavior change and starts to reach out, then decides to explain himself first.

“Sorry about earlier. I just really wanted to finish that so we could make dinner,” Dalton explains, rubbing the back of his neck to expel his nervous energy.

“I thought the reservation was at 6?” You ask quietly.

Dalton looks into your eyes and sees the sadness behind them, hating himself for asking you to leave and making you think he forgot your date.

“I’ll assume Chris didn’t tell you, then,” he says, rubbing his hands down his face. His eyes meet yours as he further explains, “I was going to call you and tell you that they changed the reservation to 8 but Chris was here and said she’d tell you.”

“I haven’t seen her.” You sound a little more like yourself but are still too far away for Dalton’s liking.

“I’m so sorry. And I’m sorry for asking you to leave earlier, just… you look amazing and I couldn’t keep my eyes off of you. I wanted this to be a little more romantic but do you want to see it?” He gestures toward his desk and the new artwork lying on it.

You nod and walk side-by-side to the desk, gasping as you see a beautiful drawing of you.

“It’s amazing, Dalton,” you whisper breathlessly.

“Thank you. I had a great model.”

You lean closer and examine all the little details he put into the picture.

“I really am sorry about earlier. I didn’t mean to make you think I forgot you or kick you out like that.”

You turn to face Dalton and laugh as you relax, stepping closer to him.

“What’s so funny?”

“You asked me to leave because I was distracting you. You were drawing me, Dalton. How can the model be a distraction?”

“I can’t look at you and draw at the same time,” he explains, wrapping his arms around you and bringing you close.

“Maybe you should learn,” you say, wrapping your arms over his shoulders.

“Only if you help. And we really are going to be late if we don’t leave now.”

You step out into the hall while Dalton grabs his jacket.

“Oh, hey,” Chris says as she exits the stairwell. “I was supposed to give you a message from Dalton.”

“I know,” you say as Dalton yells, “We got it covered! No thanks to you!”

He exits and drops his jacket on your shoulders, keeping a hand on your back as he leads you. You laugh again, so Dalton nudges you slightly, a silent invitation to share.

You drop your voice and say, “‘I’m trying to remember every detail of your face, but I’m getting distracted by your face. Get out.’ That’s you.”

Dalton pretends to laugh, though his smile is genuine. “I’m never living this down, am I?”

“Nope. And you’ll receive payback when you least expect it.”

“Can’t wait,” Dalton deadpans.

Truth be told, Dalton couldn’t wait. He’d send you away to concentrate a million more times if it meant you’d tease him and let him hold you so closely.

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You're All Mine

Summary: Dalton makes a new friend who doesn't mind his shyness. Essentially, it's "introverts don't make friends, they get adopted by extroverts," but Dalton is the introvert and you, reader, are the extrovert. 1.5k+ words

Requested: Yes - "innocent shy dalton x outgoing reader"

Warnings: fluff, brief mention of making out... I think that's all

A/N: I am in absolutely no way outgoing or extroverted so I based the reader's outgoing attributes on various characters. I hope I did the request justice and feel free to let me know what you think! Enjoy :)

“Whoa, those are amazing! Did you do all of them?”

Dalton turns quickly at the sound of an unfamiliar voice inside his dorm room.

“Sorry.” You smile and apologize once you see the startled look on his face. “I was walking down the hall and your door was open, so I saw your art.” You gesture toward all the paintings and drawings hanging over his bed. “They’re really good.”

“Thanks,” he says quietly.

“Where are my manners?” You ask rhetorically before introducing yourself and sticking your hand out for Dalton to take.

He gently shakes your hand - only once - before taking his hand back and saying his name.

“Nice to meet you, Dalton. See you around,” you promise before walking down the hallway.

Dalton sighs and sits back down, trying to remember what he was doing before you came in.

Somehow, Dalton ended up at a frat party. Internally, he wants to curse his temporary roommate Chris for bringing him, but he is too busy trying to make himself as small and invisible as possible. Once through the front door, Dalton hopes the crowd will keep him hidden. As Chris drags him through the crowd, he hears a familiar voice.

“No, it’s no problem, swear! I’ll be right back!” You say somewhere behind him.

Were you that sweet to him? he wonders. He had been caught off guard when you just appeared earlier.

“I am so sorry,” you say as you bump into Chris, gently grabbing her shoulder to right her. “Dalton!” You squeal, throwing your arms around his neck in a tight hug.

Dalton’s eyes widen, and his facial expression is pure fear as he looks at Chris over your shoulder. She makes a hugging motion and points at you, which leads him to slowly wrap his arms around your waist.

“I did not think I’d see you here. I wasn’t planning on coming either - you know how frat guys are - but my roommate didn’t want to come alone, so,” you trail off and shrug as you pull back, a smile that seems much too genuine for the setting on your face.

“I know the feeling,” Dalton grumbles under his breath.

“Do you want anything? I’m going to grab some of my friends a drink.” You look between Chris and Dalton as they politely decline. “Then I guess I’ll see you later! Great seeing you, Dalton.”

Dalton watches as you expertly move through the crowd and wonders if you purposefully bumped into Chris, considering you haven’t come close to anyone else. He’s snapped out of his thoughts by Chris grabbing his forearm.

“Daydream later, Dolphin, we have frat boy belongings to go through,” she says as she drags him to the stairs.

Dalton looks around the bedroom with his hand in his pockets while Chris opens drawers and rifles around on the desktop. Chris hears someone coming and considers kissing Dalton for a distraction, then thinks again and decides the chances of it being his first kiss are too high, and she doesn’t want to make him uncomfortable.

“Oh.” You stop as you realize someone is occupying the room. When you see who, you wonder if you wrongly evaluated Dalton; maybe he isn’t as shy and innocent as he seems. “I’ll - uh - give you two some privacy.”

Once the door is closed, Dalton looks at Chris with furrowed brows and downturned lips. “Privacy? Why?”

“How do you even know her, Dalton?” Chris asks with a laugh. “Chase her down and try to talk to her. For me?”

Dalton seems to contemplate the request before walking out of the room.

“Go get her, tiger - I mean Dolphin!” Chris yells down the hall behind him.

You’re on the front porch with a small group of people when Dalton finally finds you. Unsure of how to approach, he stands to the side and looks in your general direction, waiting for you to notice him. When you finally look away from the person talking, you see Dalton and smile, gesturing with your hand for him to come over. He shakes his head, a movement so small you only know it happened because his hair moves. You smile and say something to the girl beside you before setting your cup down and walking to him.

“Enjoying the party?” You ask.

“Why-“ Dalton clears his throat and starts over, “Whatever you think was happening upstairs wasn’t. Chris was just digging through his stuff.”

Your smile grows at his rushed explanation. “Oh, ok. If anyone deserves to have their personal belongings messed with, it’s Nick.”

Dalton nods, his hands nervously tucking in and out of his pockets.

“Do you want to get out of here?” you offer. “These things only get crazier from here.”

“And go where?”

“Anywhere you want. You can go home, we can go get milkshakes, make out under a tree,” you add the last one nonchalantly for the entertaining reaction you anticipate Dalton will give.

Dalton nods with your first two suggestions, then nearly chokes on air with the last one. You instantly feel bad, placing a hand on his arm as you apologize and explain it was a joke.

“It’s fine,” Dalton says, a small smile forming. “Milkshakes sound good. If you meant it?”

“I always mean it when I bring up milkshakes. Let’s go; my treat.”

You grab Dalton’s hand and interlace your fingers without thinking, not noticing how he stares at your hands as he walks beside you.

“What’s your milkshake poison?” You ask as you join Dalton in the booth, sliding in beside him rather than across from him.

He shrugs as he glances at you.

“I like chocolate,” you explain, “I know it’s basic, but is chocolate ever the wrong answer?”

“I like chocolate,” Dalton agrees.

“One or two?” Dalton looks confused, so you add, “Milkshakes. Do you want to share one or get two?”

“Oh. Um, we can share. I guess. If it’s ok with you.”

“Dalton, two things you should know as my new best friend, I only share food with my friends, and I wouldn’t offer if I didn’t mean it.”

“Best friend?”

“Oh, yeah, you’re all mine now.”

The smile you send him makes Dalton think maybe that isn’t so bad. He watches you greet the waitress and ask how her day is going, talking to her about her law school classes before ordering one chocolate milkshake with two straws. He wonders how someone that goes to frat parties with no problem can be so kind. He also wonders how he is lucky enough to be ‘all yours.’

“How are your classes so far? I mean, I’m not convinced you need art classes based on what I saw in your dorm, but are you enjoying them?” You ask as you wait for the milkshake.

“They’re good. Interesting. My teacher’s a little… out there, I guess.”

“Who isn’t?” You ask with a laugh.

He smiles and asks which school you’re attending, hanging on your every word as you answer.

“One chocolate milkshake, two straws. Can I get anything else for you two?” The waitress asks as she sets the milkshake between you and Dalton.

You glance at him, and he shakes his head, so you respond, “No, we’re good. Thank you so much, and good luck on your BAR exam!”

You turn to Dalton and gesture to the milkshake, “After you.”

“You paid for it,” Dalton argues.

You smile at his sudden boldness before stating, “Which means I get to decide. You try it first.”

Dalton concedes and takes a sip, eyes widening at the intense chocolate flavor.

“Whoa.”

“I know, right?” You gush. “I come here every chance I get. They put espresso beans in to amplify the chocolate flavor; it’s my favorite milkshake in the whole world.”

“Which dorm do you live in?” You ask as you exit the diner with your hand in Dalton's, mentally creating a route to both of your dorms. “Yours is on the way to mine, so I can drop you off.”

“My dad would kill me if I didn’t walk you home,” Dalton states.

“Really?” You giggle as you wrap your free hand around his forearm, not noticing the way his breath catches at your touch.

“Probably not, but it’s still the gentlemanly thing to do,” Dalton says after a moment.

“Well, you have class in the morning, so I relieve you of your gentleman duties. But only for tonight.”

You walk in a comfortable silence, insisting on accompanying Dalton to his dorm room door once you arrive.

“This was fun, Dalton. We should do it again.”

Dalton nods and misses the warmth of your hand as you take it back.

“Maybe we’ll skip the frat party next time.”

“That would be nice.”

“I’ll see you tomorrow, Dalton,” you say, wrapping him in a quick hug before leaving for your dorm.

“Tomorrow?” He asks.

You turn back, the smile you’d been wearing all night widening. “Oh yeah. I meant it when I said you’re mine now. Goodnight, Dalton.”

He watches as you disappear around the corner, with no thoughts of darkness in his mind. He doesn’t even register the sound of the door opening until Chris speaks, “You, my weird Dolphin, just got adopted by an extrovert.”

Dalton looks at her and blushes as she adds, “A very pretty extrovert.”

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Antagonist

Chapter Eighteen: Lost

Mentions of: Drug use, Arguments, Fighting, Mild Violence, and Slight Homicidal Tendencies, etc.

A/N: Lots of drama in this chapter…Enjoy!!

Tags: @vandeaad @dead-bxxxtch-walking @mama-miya @moonshineinasippycup @prettycutebunny

You stood in the closet, frozen, while the rest of the legion stared at you. They stared at you for a long couple of seconds that felt like an eternity, before Julie finally moved. She turned to face Frank, glaring at him. “What is she doing here?”

“I have no idea. I don’t even know who that is.” He played dumb, only making things worse. “Bullshit.”

She hissed, grabbing you by the hem of your tank top and pulling you out from the closet. She leaned over and sniffed you, before shoving you away, causing you to stumble backwards slightly.

“You’ve been smoking with her. What the fuck, Frank?” She snapped.

“What’s the big deal? I’m an adult, Jules. I can hang out with whoever I want. And if you’re concerned about cheating or whatever, we’re hardly even friends.”

For some reason, you felt a slight sting at his words. You don’t know why. You’re the one that insisted that you weren’t friends..so why does it hurt? Why do you even care?

She rolled her eyes, groaning to herself. “We’ll talk about this later.” Then she turned to you. “I thought Susie made it clear that we don’t want anything to do with you, you dumb bitch. Stay the fuck away and mind your own buisness.”

You should just agree with her. It would make things so much easier, and maybe you could even get out of here alive..but your anger and pride got in the way.

“I wasn’t even trying to get into your business. Frank was the one who wanted to hang out with me in the first place. And you know what? I don’t blame him. If I was stuck with a psychotic controlling bitch, I’d want to get away too.”

It was quiet for a moment, nothing to be heard but Joey swearing under his breath in fear. Both boys knew that what happened next couldn’t be good, but neither wanted to get in the middle of it. She slapped you across the face, so hard that your cheek turned red. And that was when you decided that this bitch needed to be put down.

You’ve gotten into plenty of fights, no thanks to your awful temper. Most of the time, you’re fighting a guy. Sometimes you win, depending on their physicality. You’ve fought plenty of girls too, so much that it’s practically become second nature.

You shoved her against the wall, punching her jaw and her stomach, making her double over. She was only down for a few seconds, before she stood back up, even more enraged. You moved to hit her, but she grabbed your wrist, digging her nails into your skin, and drawing blood.

“Fucking psycho!” You seethed, tearing your arm from her grip. She grabbed your hair, slamming your head against the wall. “Stay away from my boyfriend and my friends, you stupid slut! Or I’ll fucking kill you!”

She continued smacking and scratching at you, the blows causing your lip to bleed. You tackled her to the ground, straddling her, hitting her hard. You continued punching, and punching, until your knuckles were bloodied, and her face was bruised.

You wanted her to stop. You wanted her to leave you alone. You hated her. You wanted her to die.

The next thing you knew, Frank and Joey were pulling you off of her, shouting at you, asking you what your problem was. “Did you not see what just happened? She attacked me! Fuck you, Frank. Fuck you for putting me in the middle of this. I can’t believe I thought I could trust you. I can’t believe I thought we could be friends.”

You shoved him away and stormed out, your body shaking from the adrenaline. You trudged out to a nearby locker, outside the lodge, taking a seat against it. You panted softly, your hands trembling, and your head throbbing in pain. To your surprise, someone had followed you.

“_______?” It was Susie. Her voice was quiet and concerned. You gazed up at the pinkette. “If you want to yell at me for hurting Julie, get it over with. But your other friends covered it pretty well.”

“I wasn’t going to do that. I…I brought you some ice.” She handed you the pack, letting you press it against your bruised and scratched face.

“Why are you being nice to me? I thought you hated me. And I just tried to kill your friend. I wanted to kill her..Fuck, what’s wrong with me?” You groaned.

“You were just defending yourself. I know Frank and Julie can be manipulative assholes, and I was a jerk too. So, I’m sorry. I’ve been wanting to apologize for a while, I just haven’t known how to say it.”

“I’m sorry too. I know you aren’t my sister. You just…you remind me of her so much. I shouldn’t have treated you like that. You’re your own person, and you make your own choices. You choose who you hang out with. You have your own life, and it’s none of my business. I just wanted to look out for you, that’s all.” You admitted.

You were both quiet for a moment, before you spoke again. “So, we’re all good?”

“Yeah, we’re good. You probably shouldn’t come back here again, though.” She remarked, making you laugh. “Yeah, you don’t have to worry about that.”

Suddenly, Joey called out to Susie, making her freeze and curse under her breath. “I have to go. Do you think you’ll be okay by yourself?”

“I’ll be fine.” You reassured her. While you were mildly disoriented, and pretty sure you had a concussion, you’ve had much worse than this. You would be fine. You needed the time alone to think, anyways.

So, after you said your goodbyes, you headed off to the woods, and back to the campfire. While it was nice to have Susie back, you were still determined to get out of here, and you were going to do it, with or without Frank’s help.

–

You were watching the flames from the campfire flicked hypnotically, deep in thought, when someone approached you. “Are you alright?”

It was Leon, a concerned look dawned upon his handsome features. “Oh, uh, yeah, I’m fine. Just got back from a shitty trial, heh.”

“I can help patch you up, if you’d like.” He offered. “Oh, um, sure. Thanks.”

He popped open a medkit, disinfecting your scratches and putting bandaids on them. He even helped patch up your lip. “So, who was your killer?”

“The legion.” You replied. He let out a huff of empathy and irritation. “They suck.”

“Yeah, they really do.”

“Leon, I need to talk to you.” One of his friends called him. You think his name is Chris? He’s new, but he knows Leon. You heard that they worked together, or something like that.

Chris gave you a small nod, and Leon flashed you an apologetic smile, before moving away. You watched as the two left, before letting out a long sigh. You really do have a lot to think about.

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So real

Guys I want to be fucked by Leon and fuck him too but, could you little whores stop writing just nsfw about him?? I want ANGST, I wanna be so fucking sad that the tears just roll down my face without even noticing. I WANT TO BE HEARTBROKEN, I WANT LEON BREAKING MY HEART IN THOUSANDS PIECES AND THEN JUST PATCH IT UP BECAUSE HE LOVES ME AND HE’S JUST AFRAID (sorry) (I’m delusional)

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Can I have Jill valentine x reader where they get high,watch movies,and it's really fluffy?

-Jill Valentine x reader

{you get high with Jill}

Oh my the things I would do to get high with Jill 💕💕

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When Jill gets high she gets touchy, like really touchy as if she needs it to survive, that's why you find yourself stuck on the sofa her head resting against your chest as she lays between your legs, not that you're complaining you love it.

"You still with me baby?" you ask your hands playing with her hair, and you feel her nod against you, mumbling something about how she loves you.

You both had taken a couple edibles about half an hour ago and it was definitely safe to say that they were working, as the pair of you lay there feeling dazed.

Her hands slip underneath your jumper, settling against your belly in search of your body warmth and you hum in contentment at the feeling, "I'm not making it home tonight" You giggle looking up, noticing the different patterns that are engraved into the ceiling.

"I wouldn't let you go home anyway" she mumbles, with a small smirk leaning up to press a kiss to your jaw, "You're mine for the weekend" she whispers before reaching for the tv remote, scrolling through the endless rows of different movies.

You brush your hand through her soft hair as she continues looking for something to watch, "Nowhere else I'd rather be" You press a kiss to the top of her head as she hums in agreement.

There's a sense of serenity that blankets you as if all your troubles and worries slip away from you like the world outside her apartment doesn't exist and you want to live in the moment forever, you want to stay within the warmth of her love forever.

Jill looks up at you from her position laying between your legs, "God you're so pretty" she whispers, admiring the way the afternoon sun dusts against your face giving you a natural glow, "So pretty" she sits up slightly, her fingertips brushing against your warm cheek.

The words make you dizzy with love, "Thank you" you whisper feeling a little shy with the sudden burst of affection.

"I mean it, I can't believe you're mine" She leans into you pressing a gentle kiss to the corner of your mouth, then another to your soft lips, and before she gets the chance to move away you're already pulling her into you, a kiss so full of love you completely lose yourself in the feeling, and it feels so exciting.

"Im hungry" she whispers through a breathy giggle, her lips grazing against yours and you laugh, nodding your head in agreement as you reply with a giggly 'Me too'

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[pey-hey555]

Me upon hearing the end credits song: 🎵Don’t ever look back! Don’t ever look back! 🎵

[pey-hey555]

I love you.

Literally just smut…

It was the way Leon snapped his hips against yours, Fucking into you like you were a worthless slut. It was the way he rubbed your clit with his thumb so smoothly yet so quick, Quick enough to get you to your high. It was the way he whispered little praises into your ear as the sound of skin clapped together. the way he held you, The way he kissed you, the way he treated you made you ever so crazy.

His cock stretched you out so good, cockhead kissing your cervix while a bulge appears frequently in your lower tummy. It was all to much, to much in a way for your eyes to be rolling to the back of your head while your tits bounced in sync with his each thrust. At this point, you were struggling with your words, unable to get a proper sentence out so you just kept letting out moans, whines and whimpers while babbling Leon’s name which was music to his ears.

He was so touch starved, it hurt the man and this was the way he healed. All he needed was to be inside of you, He just needed that warm feeling all over his body and your hands against his chest. Currently, Your legs were on top of his broad shoulders, a position where he could be fucking you so deep, to deep. It felt good while he kept hitting against that one special spot within you while he rubbed circles around your poor sensitive, already abused clit.

“Y’close baby?”He spoke with a huff, almost whining afterwards. You quite literally couldn’t speak but he knew you were close anyways, i mean, he fucked you so many times, he’d always know when you were close. So with a few more thrusts, You felt your legs shake while you squeezed your eyes shut, almost seeing nothing but white. “Yeah, that’s it. Cum all over my cock baby.”

His words sounded so slurred and whiney and that’s how you knew he was close as well. It was to much for you, the way how he kept fucking you through your high, never stopping to get to his own high. God, Everything was perfect when the two of you were in bed. He’d make sure you were comfortable and had the greatest orgasms of your life, He cared about you, not just himself. He loved how tight you were, how you practically screamed his name and how you touched him or tried to push him away from being overstimulated.

Soon he found himself cumming deep, deep, deep inside of you. He whined, letting out a quick whimper which was rare since he was so dominant with you. With a few pants, He smiled down at you, admiring your fucked out expression while breathing heavily. “So cute.” He cooed, Pressing a kiss to the tip of your nose with his soft lips, making you giggle. He stayed in you like that for a while, Laying down on top of you while you brushed your hand through his soft silky hair. You’ve never seen him that tired but he was cute like this so you weren’t complaining. He then pressed a kiss against your collarbone and snuggled his head into the side of your neck which lead you to rub his back with your free hand, Holding him close. “I love you so fucking much.” Leon mumbled which made you giggle once again as you kissed the top of his head with your eyes closed. “I love you to.”

[pey-hey555]

Ethan Winters Headcannons🫠

I just finished playing re7 and re8 a couple days ago for the millionth time and Ethan never fails to make me absolutely fold😮‍💨

Most of these headcannons are either fluff or smut🤭

-You cannot tell me otherwise that this man does not whimper or whine in bed because OH MY LORDDDDDD.

-Extremely affectionate and sweet, He also has great communication, and i meant GREAT. If you don’t like a certain thing then communicate with this man, he will understand and ask what you like instead.

-He’s definitely a cuddle bug idc idc idc. You need to go somewhere? to bad, He is cuddling with you no matter what for as long as he wants.

-Absolutely loves to leave trails of kisses up your neck, body and thighs, He will worship you. (He also loves when you worship him as well, it’s so obvious.)

-I mean, He’s been through so much so of course he’d love to be worshiped and praised, He lives for it. If you told him he was doing so good he’d be melting all over the place within a second, Getting all flustered and he’ll get that warm feeling inside him.

-Loves to play with your hair. He will braid it for fun, massage your head and run his fingers through your hair 24/7.

-He also loves to use your thighs as a pillow, he has no shame in it. (He’s a big thigh man. If you were to ask him ass or tits, He’d shake his head and say ‘thighs’ instead.)

-I think he loves vanilla sex most of the times but sometimes he likes to switch it up once in a while to be hella rough with you. (Or…I mean…You could just be rough with him instead because he wouldn’t admit the fact he loves to be fucked out himself.)

-Randomly kisses the tip of your nose

-Gets embarrassed and all flustered around you

-Loves to receive and give hugs, He’s more of an affectionate man as said

-Rarely cries in front of you unless he just really needs to get it out of his system. (Cries because of trauma mainly.)

-He loves all sorts of music

-Loves it when you play around with his hair and lets you do his makeup for fun because why not

-Also, he LOVES it when you wear his clothes, there just something so appealing and comforting to see you wearing his own clothes.

-He does NOT like to see you crying, He will literally go out of his own way to comfort you and assure to you that everything will be just fine while he holds you close.

-Whenever the two of you get bored, He will paint your nails or you can paint his just for fun.

-Whenever your cuddling with him, he gently rubs your back and with his free hand, he keeps it attached to your hair while leaving small pecks on the top of your head.

-He’s mainly big spoon but he loves it when you want to be big spoon instead.

-loves to take you out for dinner on special occasions.

-I don’t think you would even need a blanket around him, he’s so warm and cuddly.

-He likes it when you stare at his hands because like🤭 THEY ARE SO PRETTYYYYY.

-He finds it super fucking hot when your wearing his boxers

-Quite literally folds if you moan into a kiss while getting intimate

-He dreams of starting a family with you and just you only, so if you genuinely like kids then it’s a win.

-However, if you do choose to finally start a family with this beautiful man, He will take care of you during pregnancy. He will cook for you, run a bath for you and he’s also the type of father to talk to your tummy during pregnancy :)

-If you two are in a heated argument and you start to cry out of frustration or you just have a sensitive soul, He’ll quickly shut up and begin to apologize over and over to you, Telling you how much he didn’t mean to raise his voice or that he didn’t mean to be so harsh on you while wiping your tears away, holding you close.

-If you knew how to play guitar, he’d be so interested in learning

-He doesn’t care what you wear, he still finds you sexy either way

-If your on your period, he will give you a bit of space or if you don’t want any space, He will comfort you no matter what and he’ll do anything to help you out during your period.

HE’S SO PRECIOUS AND CARING YALL

[pey-hey555]

Atta Girl.

This is literally just pure written porn without a plot so enjoy😀

It was a normal Friday night while you were washing dishes because of the meal and you Leon had recently enjoyed. Currently Leon was helping you by drying and putting the clean dishes and utensils back into the cupboards as you washed and scrubbed the plates, feeling the warm water hit against your hands every time you dipped your hands into the water to grab another unwashed utensil.

Finally, The two of you were finished as you drained the water, washing your already clean hands while Leon yawned tiredly. His tall figure now stood behind you as he wrapped his arms around your stomach, placing his chin onto your shoulder which made you let out a soft giggle. “You’re so beautiful.” He mumbled into your skin, placing soft kisses onto your neck. His words made you excited, making your cheeks go red and mind go hazy while you tilted your head back onto his shoulder. “Yeah?” You innocently asked with a small smile on your face. He smirked against your skin, Placing another small kiss onto your neck. “Mhm” He hums, gently running his fingers against the fabric of your black shirt.

“I want you so bad right now.” He confesses under his breath, Running his hand over your lower stomach gently. “Let’s take this to the bedroom then, yeah?” You ask, feeling even more excited because the truth was that you’ve craved and yearned for Leon all night long. He grins, spinning you around lightly to face him as he then grabbed onto your hand gently, turning around as he then started to lead you to the bedroom the two of you shared.

As soon as the two of you got to the bedroom, Leon wasted no time to take off your shirt, throwing it to the wooden floors as he stared at your almost exposed body, seeing the black laced bra you had on, making him smirk. You grin, Observing his eyes to see he was deeply admiring you already. You then took his shirt off as well, throwing it on top of yours to see his toned body you always craved. “God you are so beautiful.” He let’s out, completely gazed by you, making you blush. Leon then gently picked you up as you wrapped your legs around him while he walked towards the bed, setting you down carefully as you let out a small giggle. He then crawled on top of you, placing small kisses all over your chest. “I want all of you.” He says with his deep voice, placing one more kiss in the middle of your chest.

“C’mere.” He mumbles, sitting up on his knees. You wasted no time to lift yourself up as he then wrapped his strong arms around you, kissing and sucking on your neck as he unclipped your bra within a second. His blue eyes watched the straps slowly fall down your arms, finally being able to see your breasts. Once he seen your bare chest, you could almost see a small sparkle in his eyes. “God, you are so god damn gorgeous.” He admires, looking up to your eyes with a small smile. “I love you so much.” You let out quietly with a small across your face. Leon then gently laid you back down onto the soft bed as he stared at your body while his hands snuck up to either sides of your hips, fingers going underneath the waistband of your sweats, slowly pulling them down.

Once the cool air was exposed to your almost bare body, you let out a small whimper which made Leon grin. “Always sounding so pretty, huh?” He asked, Making your cheeks bright red as he threw your pants to the ground, now pulling down his own pants just to be left in his boxers. You could clearly see the huge bulge in his boxers while you bit your bottom lip gently, Staring at the man in front of you. “I suppose we could take these off now then?” Leon asks while his fingers then went underneath the soft fabric of your panties, staring up to you. You nodded your head, staring into his beautiful blue orbs you were just so obsessed with. “I need you to say it, doll.” He let’s out while grinning. “Yes please…” You say under your breath as he smirked, slowly pulling down your panties.

Leon felt his mouth water as soon as he seen your pussy, instantly laying down on his stomach, wrapping his arms around your thighs. “Leon?” You ask while he stared up to you. “Put your head back and just relax.” He cooed. You nodded your head, laying your head back into the comfy pillow feeling Leon’s head in-between your thighs and without a warning, you felt his lips suction around your clit, letting out a loud gasp. His tongue swirled around your clit so perfectly while he squeezed your thighs, eating your cunt like there was no tomorrow. You gently tugged at his soft blonde dirty blonde hair, making him groan while he then removed one of his hands from your thighs, lifting his head up for a split second. He slid his ring and middle finger into your wet desperate hole, making you slightly buck your hips. You let out a moan while staring down at him as his eyes were already staring at you with a smirk on his face as if he wanted to see your reaction.

He then curled his fingers against that one particular spongy spot inside of you, making you tilt your head back with such pleasure. “Fuck…” You let out under your breath, almost sounding completely pathetic. “Mmm” He hums. “Such a good girl, look at you, taking my fingers so good.” He coos while you bit your bottom lip, letting out pathetic whines and whimpers. His mouth then went right back to your already abused clit, doing circular motions around it with his tongue while his fingers kept sliding in and out of your hole, repeatedly curling. Your eyes slightly rolled back, leaning your head back into your pillow. “Fuck, Taste so good” He mumbles against your pussy while you kept tugging at his soft hair. Leon then went faster with his fingers, hitting against your G-Spot as you felt a familiar knot forming in the pit of your stomach, tugging at his hair harder while your free hand caressed and fondled with your own breast.

“Leon-Fuck! Ah, I’m close!” You moan out, Beginning to buck and grind your hips onto Leon’s fingers, feeling that sensation deep down while your body got hotter by second. “Yeah, Atta girl. Keep fucking yourself on my fingers, just like that.” He tells you with lust in his voice, diving right back into your clit with his mouth. “Fuck! Don’t stop, Please!” You cry out once again, Keeping your mouth open the slightest bit out of satisfaction. Your hips slightly lifted from the soft mattress, finally coming undone all over his fingers. “Such a good fucking girl.” He praises, slowly pulling his fingers out of your wet hole as he stuck them into his mouth, sucking them clean. Before he went back up to your level, He sucked onto your clit once more, leaving a kiss on it which made your body slightly jolt. Leon pulled down his boxers, letting his dick spring free. You looked down with a small smile, seeing Leon jerk himself before aligning himself to your entrance while he stared at your sweet fucked out face as he smirked just staring at you. “I’m gonna fuck you so good.” He tells you.

You gave him a fucked out smile with low lust filled eyes, Nodding your head. “Yeah?” You ask, deciding to play around. “Mhm” He hums, Quickly sticking his dick into your hole without warning, stretching you out so good as you let out a loud gasp. You felt the tip of his dick deep down inside, deeper then his fingers, making you whimper out his name. He couldn’t help but smirk while he fucked you crazy. “You like that?” He asks, snapping his hips against yours, causing you to moan quite loud. “Mhm-” You hum, finishing with a moan. The only thing you could hear was skin clapping against skin and the whimpers and groans coming from the two of you as he rested his forehead against yours, watching his length repeatedly go in and out, in and out, in and out. Your moans were music to his ears while he kissed the top of your forehead, Adjusting himself, both arms on either side of you.

Your eyes were squeezed just with a faint blush spread across your cheeks from the heat while you fondled with one of your breasts. Leon never took his eyes off of you, just watching the way how you reacted to his sex was like staring at a piece of art. “Your doing so good for me. Fuck, i just can’t get enough of you, doll.” He praised again with a groan but the only thing you could get out was a small hum. His breaths were heavy while he kept fucking you senseless and when you opened your eyes, you could see him staring at your lower stomach. You then grab both sides of his face, caressing his cheeks with your thumbs while you made him look at you. You stared into his hypnotizing blue eyes, not bothering to look away as you then lifted your head up from your pillow, Leaning into his face. He didn’t hesitate to smash his lips against yours, making out with you while his length hit every right spot inside of you.

The two of you moaned into the passionate kiss. Leon craved you and you craved him, you both needed more of each other. His thrusts became more sloppy as he let out a deep groan, slamming into you harder as you moaned out, feeling every bit of him inside of you as you dug your nails into the smooth skin of his back, leaving scratch marks. “Always so beautiful underneath me, Fuck-” Leon groaned out, looking down at your fucked out face, seeing how red and warm looking your cheeks were as sweat started to build up at the top of your forehead and your hair was a bit of a mess. “Fuck- Please come closer!” You manage to whine out, pulling him in by his nape, letting his forehead rest onto yours once again. “God, You don’t know how much i’ve wanted to feel you around me.” Leon tells you as you grin. “I’ve wanted this for quite awhile-Ah fuck!” You moan out as his tip hit against your G-Spot, almost getting you to your high.

“You like this, don’t you.” Leon asks, staring right into your eyes. You couldn’t even manage to get out another few words as you answered with a quick whimper, making Leon chuckle at how pathetic you were. Leon then started to thrust faster once again, finally letting out a quick moan as he tilted his head back, Snapping his hips into yours. “So fucking close-” Leon exclaimed, Watching his dick slide into you once again. He then sat up onto his knees, Snapping his hips into yours once again. His thumb went to your clit, rubbing it in a quick circular motion, making your hips buck while your tits bounced, syncing with his thrusts. You felt the knot forming in your stomach once again and Leon did as well, the feeling he was searching for this whole time.

And with one last thrust, you came all over his cock as you moaned loudly with your legs shaking. “Good girl, good fucking girl” He praises, Going faster, Still fucking you through your high. He then gripped onto either sides of your waist, slamming you into him as he tilted his head back, Coming undone. He painted your insides white with his cum, Letting out a groan as he gently collapsed on top of you. The two of you were breathing heavily as you then wrapped your arms around him, rubbing his back while his head rested onto your chest with his cock still twitching inside of you. “Fuck.” He chuckles into your chest as you giggled.

You both spent a few minutes like this with Leon resting on top of you while you ran your fingers through his hair. Hell, You almost fell asleep like this but after all, you wanted to get cleaned up. “Babe, C’mon. Let’s get cleaned up and we can cuddle, please.” You ask nicely as he groaned into your chest. “I want to stay like this forever.” He mumbled tiredly, Making you smile brightly. “Me to, But on the bright side, we can always do this again, obviously.” You say with a grin before Leon chuckled, lifting his head up, admiring the structure of your face, eyes and lips. “I’m so lucky.” He let’s out, Putting his chin onto your chest, just staring up at you with the eyes you adore. “Yeah?” You ask as he nodded his head. “Mhm.” He hums softly, Placing a kiss on the tip of your nose. “So, Shower or bath?” He asked while you kept a smile on your face. “Bath.” You answer, making him smile as well. “I love you.” He suddenly says, staring into your eyes lovingly. “I love you to, Leon.”