#So anyways ya if I like never interact with some of u guys this is likely why

[dressycobra7]

when you wanna talk with and @ some of ur moots more but ur afraid of being annoying or something: ☹️

[judyvan]

No Hands - Chris Sturniolo Fanfic

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Summary: After picking on Chris for being an extremely touchy person, the two of you make a bet. Will Chris be able to control himself long enough to win?

Warnings: MDNI/ smut/ chrisxfem!reader/ bf!chris/ unprotected p n v (use a fucking rubber)/ oral (fem receiving)/ touchy! chris x needy! reader/ competitive! chris/ use of "you"/couldn't tell ya how many words

A/N: Time for a Chris fanfic! I am still new to writing, so bear with me. The song loosely relates to the fic. Interactions are appreciated! Pls don't steal my shit. Thx!💋

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"Keep your filthy fucking paws off of me," Nick says pushing his brother, Chris, away from him. Chris had wrapped his arm around Nick's shoulders as the two of them spoke.

Your boyfriend Chris is probably the most physically affectionate person that you know. He is always eager to touch those he cares about the most. Whenever it comes to you, Chris loses all self-control. He needs to be touching you in some way at all times; like he'll go insane without the feeling of your body against his in some way, shape, or form.

"You have got to be the touchiest motherfucker that I know, seriously," Nick continues, dusting the remanence of Chris' hands off of his shoulders.

"Shut up," Chris chuckles, pushing Nick backwards.

Nick looks up shocked. His eyes move back and forth from yours and Matt's, Nick and Chris' other brother. You and Matt begin to laugh uncontrollably.

"Please tell me you two fucking see this. I mean this is absurd! Even when I ask him not to touch me, he touches me. It's crazy!" Nick states completely dumbfounded.

Chris is laughing along with you and Matt. He begins to walk towards Matt, reaching out to grab his arm as he loses control of his body.

"Don't bring that shit over here," Matt says out of breath, wiping the tears from his eyes, failing to reel himself in.

Chris looks at you through squinted eyes. You simply open your arms as he walks towards you. He knew that you wouldn't turn down his touch. Chris stands in front of you, wrapping his arms around your waist and resting his head in the crook of your neck, laughing profusely into your skin.

"Can we please talk about this?!" Nick begins, still completely shocked. "I have never seen anything like this. Like he actually needs to be studied. He has always been "touchy feely", but ever since he got a girlfriend, it has multiplied by a gabillion." The room is still filled with the laughter of Chris and Matt, yours no longer producing noise.

"I mean seriously, I feel so bad for you. I can guarantee that you never get a fucking second to just breathe!" Nick exclaims.

You somehow manage to catch your breath and gain composure.

"It doesn't bother me. I've gotten used to it," you reply, rubbing your hand up and down Chris' back, attempting to calm him down.

Nick releases a scoff, letting you know that he doesn't believe you.

"Anyways, back to what I was saying," Nick begins shaking his head. He's looking at you, the only one stable enough to understand him. "Me and Matt are going to the store; do you want us to get you guys anything; besides some fucking giggle juice?"

"No, I think that's all we need," you reply, letting out a small laugh. Your whole body is now shaking at the intensity of Chris' reaction to Nick's last statement.

"Alright, we will be back in a few hours," Nick says, practically dragging Matt out of the door, him and Chris continuing to crack up.

The door shuts and Chris is eventually able to control himself. He pulls his head out of your neck and looks in your eyes, a huge grin spread across his face.

"Let's go to my room and find something to do until they get back," Chris says, his fingers running up and down your sides. You meet his lips with a short peck.

"I've got something in mind," you say smirking at him.

The two of you walk to Chris' room, holding hands of course. You have been trying to convince Chris to watch all of your favorite movies and now is the perfect time to start. Chris turns on the movie, "Five Feet Apart," and the two of you lay in his bed. As the film goes on, you can't help but think about what Nick was saying earlier. You are now very observant of how often Chris asks for a kiss or squeezes you tighter. When he gets up out of bed to grab a drink, you begin to laugh out loud at your own thoughts. Chris comes back into the room as you're laughing uncontrollably, trying to think of any moment he has spent any amount of time without physical contact.

"What the fuck is so funny?" Chris asks, taking a sip of his Pepsi as he stands in his doorway.

You swing your legs over the side of the bed to face your boyfriend.

"I was just thinking about what Nick was saying. I genuinely cannot think of a time that you went 5 minutes without touching me," you say.

Chris smirks and shakes his head. He begins to walk closer to you.

"Do you really think that I touch you a lot?" he asks, taking another drink.

"What do you mean think? You can't keep your hands off of me," you let out a small laugh.

"Yes, I can," Chris states in a cocky manner. "You touch me just as much as I touch you." He sits his drink down and gives you a smug look, stepping closer to you.

"Fine then. Let's make a deal. Until Nick and Matt get back, we have to keep our hands to ourselves. You can't touch me, and I won't touch you," you flick your brow up as you propose the idea to Chris.

"And why would I do that?" he says, laughing at your playfulness.

“To prove a point.”

Chris looks around the room for a second, thinking about what you said.

“How about we make this a little bit harder, since Nick and Matt aren't here,” he says, an arrogant look on his face. Chris bends down to whisper in your ear. “How about I do some things that make it harder for both of us to keep our hands off of each other.”

He then places an open-mouthed kiss to the spot right behind your ear. He tugs lightly on the bottom of your earlobe before pulling away. The combination of his warm breath, wet kiss, and teeth pulling on your skin, sends a feeling of arousal throughout your body. Chris looks at you with a shit-eating grin on his face, clearly able to see what he's doing to you.

"And why would I that?" you say, mocking him. Chris' eyes trail up and down your body, not missing a single curve.

"If I win, I get to touch you anywhere I want, wherever I want, anytime I want for a week, and you don't get to say shit to me about it." Chris runs his tongue across his bottom lip as he finishes his sentence. Just the thought of having any part of you at his fingertips whenever he pleased made him grow hard.

"And if I win," you start, noticing the tent forming at the crotch of his pants, " I get to wear as little as I want, whenever I want, and you can look all you want, but you can't touch, for a week." You smile up at Chris, seeing him picture you in the smallest article of clothing in his head.

"I think you've got yourself a deal," Chris says, moving even closer to you.

You lift off of the bed slightly, sliding your hands underneath of your ass, pressing them into the bed. Chris places his hands on the bed, one on either side of your hips. Your lips connect almost immediately, the two of you aching to touch now that you can't. The kiss is deep and passionate, the both of you long for more. You remove your hands from underneath you, pulling off the shirt and pants you're wearing. Chris' lips leave yours and meet your collarbone without hesitation. His hungry kisses across your skin deepen your desire for him to touch you. Chris has seen you in a bra and underwear plenty of times. Removing your clothes doesn't seem to faze him much.

"This is too easy," you say, a smile spreading across your face. Your hands reach behind your back and unbuckle your bra. You drop it on the floor, scoot away from Chris, and lay down on the bed.

Chris stands up completely. His eyes roam over your entire body, lingering on your breasts. Lacking a good poker face, Chris' expression confirmed that you just made things 10 times harder for him, in multiple different ways. He tugs at his bottom lip as he soaks in the amount of skin you have exposed.

"That's not fair," he laughs, his eyes touching every part of your figure that his hands should be feeling.

Chris removes all of his clothes, only leaving his boxers. Your eyes trail over his body. Your eyes widen when you see the bulge in his underwear. A small chuckle escapes Chris' lips at your face. His eyes never leave yours as he removes his underwear seductively, his entire body now on display.

"Now we're even," he says. Chris moves across the room and climbs on top of you, careful to keep both of his hands on the bed.

The air chills your uncovered body. Chris' lips only momentarily heating the areas that they touch. It isn't enough. You need his hands on you. Messy kisses are placed all around your frame as he travels down you. After reaching the waist band of your underwear, Chris moves directly to your inner thighs, devouring them. Your hips begin to buck upwards, wanting his mouth on the place covered by soaked fabric.

"Take them off," Chris says placing a single gentle peck to the front of your underwear.

You shake your head while biting your lip. You earnestly wanted his hands on you and refused to help him out any longer.

"You do it," you said, your heart racing.

"I'm not losing this bet," he responds placing a gentle kiss to either side of your pelvic bone. Suddenly, his tongue slides under the left side wing of your underwear. He pinches the material between his teeth and slides one side of your underwear down to your thigh. He slowly moves to the right side of your body and performs the same motion. His intention is to draw this process out as long as he can, hoping you'll cave. Tongue, bite, pull, switch. Tongue, bite, pull, switch. As soon as one side reaches your ankle, you begin to shake them off yourself, flinging them into the floor.

"Someone's impatient," Chris smiles. He knows you won't last much longer.

His head dives between your legs, his tongue licking up the need that is dripping from you. You let out a whimper, gripping onto the bed sheets, miserably trying to keep your hands busy. Chris' tongue splits you in half as his nose applies pressure to your clit. He begins to speed up his motion, his tongue now forming small circles around your most sensitive area. Your legs begin to squeeze inward, Chris' head between them acting as a magnet. You can't help but squirm, the intense feeling of pleasure taking over your body. All of your movement is making it difficult for Chris. He is unable hold your legs down, forcing them to stay put.

"If you don't stop moving, I'm going to have to stop," he says, momentarily pulling his lips off of you.

Your moans get louder as Chris proceeds to eat you out. Your legs begin to shake as you attempt to keep from moving, not wanting him to quit. His tongue slips inside of your opening. Your back arches off of the bed. He begins to eat you as sloppily as he can, wanting more than just his tongue to be inside of you. Your toes start to curl. He begins to shake his head back and forth, his tongue flicking in all directions, only stopping to suck on your ball of nerves. You cling onto the sheets for dear life. You're starting to get close. Don't do it. Your hands lose their hold on the bedsheets and find themselves in Chris' hair as you practically levitate off of the bed.

"Oh fuck!" you scream, on the edge of release.

Chris pulls away from you. You did touch him after all. Suddenly his eyes meet yours from in between your legs. His thumb brushes over his lips, gathering all of your remnants before sucking them off of his skin.

"I win," he says with a cocky smirk.

In a swift motion, Chris grabs your leg and throws it over his shoulder, plunging himself inside of you, burying his dick as deep in your walls as possible. As he thrusts in and out of you frantically, his hands touch every part of your body, making up for lost time. The two of you moan loudly at the feeling of him touching you inside and out. It doesn't take long before your stomach clenches and you reach your orgasm, Chris' warm cum coating your insides at the same time. As the two of you ride out your high, your hands continue to feel every part of each other. Chris slumps on top of you, wrapping his arms around you, and burying his face in your chest. Your arms embrace him, pulling him closer. After a few moments of relishing the feeling of you both on top of one another, Chris leaves your body to grab a towel and pull on his clothes. As he cleans you up, he makes sure to touch you in every way he can. He throws the towel on the floor and grabs your clothes, insisting on dressing you as well. He starts with your underwear and pants, wanting to see you topless as long as possible. Before putting your bra back on, he takes your breasts in both of his hands and squeezes, kissing you tenderly.

"You better get used to that," he says, pulling away from your mouth and sliding your bra on. "I've got a whole 7 days to do that whenever I want."

For the next week, Chris took as much advantage of his prize as possible. When meeting up with his family he would hug you as long and hard as he could. When around his brothers at home, he would palm your ass with both hands, squeezing roughly and kissing you with passion. Even when hanging out in public settings with your friend group, you would find at least one of his hands wandering from your thigh and meeting the sweet spot in between your legs.

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To see how Chris takes advantage of him reward in more detail, click here to read: 7 Days (“No Hands” Extension)

[ladybirdswritings]

Pretty Thing - Cooper Howard (Ghoul) x Reader

Summary: You're a shiny, pretty prize worth more caps than can be counted on ten hands altogether. There's something special about you, and the Ghoul is determined to figure out just what it is.

Notes: Guys I am actually so invested in this fic it’s criminal but anyways lmk if u love this and I'll write more (feel free to leave me lots of comments and interactions, they motivate me!!)

last chap | A03 | masterlist

part 4

The scorching sun was a thing of your wild imagination. A figment, a flash. So familiar, yet so far away in that ocean above you. That dull, gray ocean.

There were ropes round your wrists, and you felt like every bit the mutt as the wide-brim hat before you walked you in any direction he pleased.

Thing was, it had been days.

Days since your last meal. A can of soured peaches and a bitter clementine. No water, no sustenance.

So, this scorching diamond above you that you’d never seen but you somehow understood, it was burning at your flesh. Enough so that within an hour’s time, you’d be about as red and mangled as the Ghoul.

Your breaths were heavy and labored, your steps more like jagged stomps into the sandy dunes. You were still dressed in your ratty hospital gown and your feet were bare. You felt disgusting.

Your hair was matted in knots, your feet covered in dirt and grime, your body blanketed by a soft sheen of sweat making you glisten like a diamond in the rough.

You stumbled, pins and needles itching at your sight for a long moment. The cowboy halted so sudden you were two steps away from colliding with his coated back. You didn’t though.

He turned his head to the side, regarding you in his peripheral with a glare that silently declared: “walk straight, or I’m gon’ make ya’…”

You glared back at him in turn, and abruptly— he pulled on his makeshift leash and kept walking. The sandy dunes burned at the bottoms of your feet, scorching them entirely. You’d passed four signs now that promised life, and yet there was none to be found.

Your gaze fell to the happy shepherd braving the dunes behind the cowboy, tale wagging and tongue hung out her mouth as she panted. She had no leash. The thought? It angered you. You halted, digging the soles of your feet into the sand so to keep yourself still and put. When his tug did no good, his jaw ticked and he slowly turned round. Swiping his tongue over his golden teeth, expectant.

“This is some even exchange.” You practically spat. “The girl gets walked and the mutt roams freely. What exactly are you teaching me?”

His gaze stalled for a moment, as if assessing how to approach you. It took a moment too long but soon enough, it narrowed into a glare. A cold, challenging glare. Your own eyes, they begged to falter, to fall, to be coward enough to lose this challenge and yet? You were in too deep.

One slow step, then another. Heavy boots nearing closer, closer. You would have stumbled back if your feet weren’t so pressed into the ground. Buried there, keeping you still as a stick in the wind. He halted before you, boots stepping on the layer of sand above your feet, looking down at you and shadowing your eyes from the scorching sun with his hat.

“You oughta mind that dirty mouth o’ yours… n’ to answer your question— s' a dog-eat-dog world, sweetie...”

It was your own gaze that narrowed to slits now, tilting your chin up to hold his eyes.

“I’m not a fucking dog.”

A small, soft laugh at that— eyes wandering to the place beside you to gather his vicious thoughts. He sucked at his teeth, tilting his head slow at you.

“Y’ thirsty?”

… what?

Your tired eyes softened, a widening so gentle and subtle it could almost be missed. But you were— god you truly were beyond parched. The thought of even a singular droplet on your sandpaper tongue and you’d melt.

“Mm, yes you are.” He mused, eyes never once leaving you. Even as his hands dug deep within his coat to pull out a dilapidated, circular flask filled to the brim with fresh, sweet water. You gulped, eyes wide with anticipation now.

You patient, sweet thing— gaze shifting from patience to confusion as he unscrewed the cap and drank every single last drop right before you. A frown settled on your soft lips once he finished with a satisfied “ahh” and tossed the useless thing to the side so to further prove his point.

“Wh—”

“Oh m’ sorry, pretty thing. Did you want some uh’ that? Tsk tsk, gotta open that dry mouth o’ yours next time. Tell you what, I might have some more.”

You blinked, throat feeling as sandy as the dunes your feet were buried within. His mangled hand travelled upwards, settling on a firm grip to your cheeks. You didn’t have much time to react, no. He squeezed them tight— muttering “open.” You had no choice, and as soon as those lips of yours were parted? The Ghoul gathered all the saliva packed within that golden mouth of his and spit it right upon your pink little tongue.

Your eyes became saucers, so surprised by his most degrading, cruel actions that you stumbled and fell to your bum.

“Where you think you’re goin’ hmm? Up… you ain’t goin’ nowhere.”

His saliva settled into your own, mixing with it— familiarizing with it. A foreign, unpleasant thing.

His grip on your shoulders was firm, and despite his cold gaze— there was droplets of expectation sprinkled like silver stars in his midnight eyes. What he was waiting for, whatever it was, it never came.

The Ghoul tugged you back up on to your feet, and his hands held you tight enough to bruise your skin.

All of it, all at once, it settled. The cage, the sun, the sand, the ropes, the dirt upon your feet, the knots within your hair— the spit within your mouth… tears prickled at your pretty eyes too quickly to stop, making them glossy and blurred. Your jaw tense.

“Wipe those god damn tears and get to fuckin’ steppin’… else I’m gon’ drag you in all the shit you’re standin’ on.”

Your lips swelled pink like posies and trembled at his words as all the breath you had left departed you. He didn’t much care, turning and tugging harshly again so you had no choice but to step.

It would be inaccurate to say he was treating you like an animal, because the shepherd was happily trotting along. No ropes keeping her, no cruel words.

Yet you?

Another sign slid past your peripheral. Wherever he was dragging you? You only hoped it was close…

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If there was a God, you were whispering your praises to him now as sand turned to emerald blades— and emerald blades turned to creaky, dilapidated cherry oak.

A lake. A crystal lake that mirrored the dreary sky in its reflection. Water, so much of it you could just melt.

The cowboy regarded you with pointed eyes as he slowly unraveled his ropes. Each circle falling to the ground made you sigh in relief, immediately stumbling forward toward the lake. An endless supply of all the water you desired.

You were just about ready to fall to your knees in defeat when a firm hand reached out and gripped at your matted locks. Halting you.

“Settle down, sweetheart. See, that water right there s’ poison. Less you wanna look like me, I suggest you follow orders.”

You slowly turned your glare toward him as he stepped around you and tugged you after him by your locks. Brutish. His boots were heavy stomps against the creaking deck, and they matched the pitter patter of the shepherd’s paws.

“Here.” He spat, pushing you down to the deck with a firm hand. Your eyes shifted to a makeshift bowl filled to the brim with rainwater so ancient, it made him look like a spring chicken.

You felt every bit the mutt he was treating you like as you turned your head to face him, on your hands and knees.

He tilted his head once more as if challenging you to complain. You considered, but your thirst was far too fervent to let you. You cautiously dipped your head, cupping the water in one purpled hand and sucking from it. Christ… you moaned. It was unpleasant, hot by the sun and dirty yet— it was water.

“There you go, now you’re gettin’ it.” The Ghoul mused in approval.

You were desperately lapping every last, soiled drop up. Every last drop till you heard even more feverish lapping from beside you. You halted, gaze shifting to see the shepherd happily drinking up the lake water with a wagging tail.

The clean, pristine lake water.

You waited. Watching the poor, doomed thing. Any minute now and she’d fall to the deck, foaming at the mouth as the poison plagued her. She licked at her lips when she was satisfied.

A minute passed, then another…

The lake water was settled in her stomach…

…and she was completely— fine.

Unharmed.

Immediately, your expression shifted to one of disgust, frustration, defeat? No…

Anger.

More solidified anger when the bastard in the cowboy hat and boots began to snicker.

“You made me drink this on purpose.” You forced through clenched teeth, so angry now you couldn’t even meet his eyes.

Pins and needles prickled at your fingertips, they lay dormant there.

“N’ what f’ I did, huh?” He challenged, shifting so to squat before you and catch your sight again. Your cold, furious sight. “What you gon’ do bout it, pretty thing?”

Oh you got it now. You got it completely.

He liked this. He liked torturing you and it took only one day spent together for you to understand that entirely. His speech about even exchanges and teaching you, it was sour in your mind now. In that hazy, clouded mind of yours.

You thought of all the words you could spit at that mangled, hideous face of his and yet? None of them seemed to surface. He knew you were weak, he knew he had the upper hand. He was using that.

Just like your keepers.

The thought, it made the pins and needles more prominent. More unpredictable. Burning at your hands ready to burn at another and yet?

The only thing you could do was gather the spit in your mouth and project it right onto the Ghoul’s cratered cheek.

He didn’t do so much as flinch, closing his eyes for a moment and sucking a deep breath through the place where a nose once settled. He was silent, but the jump in his jaw gave him away.

You did it now.

You truly, pissed him off.

Not another moment passed before his eyes shot open again. Darker now. Too dark. The Ghoul was quick, hand burying itself in your knotted locks again as he dragged you against the wood— leaving splinters and cuts in your soft skin.

“Now you’re gon’ learn, smooth skin.” He spat.

You were weak, but you kicked away and tried to steel yourself with something. You weren’t in the dunes any longer, so the only thing to be buried was you.

“Wait— wait!” You cried out, breaths quickening now as he pulled you up by your frayed locks. Your fear-stricken gaze looked on at the reflection of the lake water. He was a looming shadow, and no part of his expression offered you ease.

Your mind wandered back to the flashes tucked within it. When he circled your cage and pushed the hair from your face. The shadow before you now, he was every bit what you would expect another creature who got their clutches on you to be like. He was no different, despite what you had conditioned yourself to believe.

Maybe he was worse…

Your breath was interrupted by the plunge, into the lake head first— his hand keeping you under. One hand gripping at the hair before your neck, the other clutching at your bound wrists.

You struggled, your mind a cloudy sky as water invaded your throat and lungs.

He was drowning you.

He picked your head up at once, so abrupt. You were robbed of the chance to suck in precious air as you could only cough up the water lodged within your throat. None of it was poison, all of it was demise.

You wondered for a moment if he was showing you mercy— but soon realized he had only lifted you to plant cruelty in your mind. Perhaps so it would be the last thing you’d hear.

“Some weapon you are. Look at ya’, useless lil’ thing— you gon’ be dead n’ a god damn second. Ain’t got no use for ya’.” He spat, golden teeth pressed against your ear.

“Please—” you gurgled, and he only growled as he slammed your head back into the lake.

Your mind became a haze, feet kicking and body flopping about like a fish deprived of its ocean. If it couldn’t get more sour for you, your eyes widened to find a large, scaly creature slowly swimming toward you. A very large, very scaly creature.

This was how you’d die.

That thought, it settled then.

All this survival— all this uncontrollable chaos. Your body a temple so strong and still, it forced you to survive— and your demise would be caused by a lake and a golden-toothed cowboy?

You cried out, watching as the eight-finned creature slithered closer and closer.

Closer…

Closer….

Some people claim that anger is the strongest emotion. Some people claim it to be love. For you? Fear. Cold, paralyzing fear.

Perhaps you were a mutt. One backed into a corner so doomed that you had no choice but to bite the hand keeping you under the water.

You didn’t intend to do it, no— you never did. It just happened; and it was a thing your keepers were trying to figure out before you were taken from them.

Yet the pins and needles grew to nails and knives, clutching at your slashed palms and supple skin. A crimson so scarlet and deep, the blood within you was boiled, it ignited you. Like a moth set ablaze.

The creature in the water halted, and the creature above the water’s grip on your neck loosened. Yet it was far too late to take it back now. They had hold of you.

You could taste the poison in the lake. He wasn’t a liar after all.

Radiation.

Thing was, for you, radiation was about as poisonous as whipped, cherry pie. No… radiation was fuel.

That fuel was settled deep within your lungs now. That fuel was flooded in your nostrils and throat. That fuel was chaotic, unpredictable and deadly; and it was driving now.

With a scream of pure agony as the inferno begun to melt you, all the radiation within the lake anchored you down and like a can of shaken pop? You burst.

“Shit…” The Ghoul muttered, releasing the nuclear bomb before him and trying to stumble back. Wasn’t far enough…

The lake erupted, water shooting so high up into the sky it could reach the clouds. The reflection was now crimson, the same crimson that shadowed you and burned away at anything in sight.

The Ghoul was a strong, ancient thing— yet even he could not withstand the powers clutching you hostage. His body was flown back by the very graze of them— back slamming into a wooden post hard enough to crack it in two.

Your scream, muffled by the water, it faltered to a cry of agony. Pain, pure and unforgiving as you lifted your head from the lake and slumped over against the deck.

Blood dripped from your nose, staining the cherry wood beneath you. Your coughs were weak yet vicious, vicious enough to burn at your ribs enough to make you curl.

Exhausted.

The water from the sky rained back down to the lake after stalling, a barbaric storm settling into the once calm waters.

The Ghoul coughed, his next breath a wheeze as that cold gaze of his wandered to the fizzing bubbles above the water. Sluggishly, the husk of a creature so powerful it was the exact reason why nobody roamed these parts, it floated to the surface and turned by force of the settling waves. Its eyes gray, its ungodly tongue hung from its snarling mouth.

Dead.

Every minnow and small, poor fish followed— bellies bloated as they surfaced.

Entirely… dead.

The Ghoul halted for a second at the thought, breath catching in his throat. If he wasn’t so smart, if he hadn’t let go— that would have been him. A dead fish in the water.

Yet still, the mad man, he was satisfied.

As he said to himself— as he ensured; he poked at the bear enough and finally? The bear showed him just what it was worth.

“There you are… you lil’ killa…” he murmured slow, eyes settled on your shivering figure now with victory and— awe.

Not horror, not disgust… no.

Simply?

Awe…

[mimisplayground]

Playing Mean Games(๑>◡<๑)

the part two will have some quip to end this title probably maybe idk im not consistent enuff to make promises

Tags: Bondage(U tie Toji up), Oral Sex, Teasing (Toji receiving), Riding, Blindfolds, He says hes mad but he loves it and you love it, Open ending for a pt. 2 :3

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This was risky. This was sooo risky. And the murderous glare from Toji was making it much harder to hold your ground right now. The blindfold held in your hands suddenly felt like a 20 lbs weight. Still you found yourself shuffling towards Toji.

You had managed to bind the mans hands to the headboard, watching as he snarled. “Sweetie, if you untie me now I promise I’ll be nice and sweet to ya.” With a fake grin on his face after he said it. You didn’t believe him for even a second. You swiftly tie the blindfold onto him, only slightly rethinking when you heard the string of swears coming from him.

You guys had a safeword, if he wanted out he would say it. And you knew not to worry, that this would be fun. It was also new territory though, so you were a bit nervous as your fingers trace down his bare torso, feeling his abs and blushing a bit. You never really see those abs up close, at least not without being way too fucked out to actually acknowledge their existence. So you take your time tracing, watching his stomach clench a bit from the light touch.

You move on quick enough though, leaving kisses on his lips that leave him grumbling in a faux anger, even as he kisses you back. You can’t stop yourself from giggling slightly at that. Watching his brows furrow as you giggled.

You move down, kissing down his stomach and to the waist line of his boxers, looking up at him shyly as you pull the clothing down and leave a small kiss on the tip of his dick, watching him jolt and laughing before taking him into your mouth.

You’re going up and down, and your hands are more than accommodating for the length you can’t fit. You find yourself falling into a rhythm.

And Toji loves it. He’s bucking up as best he can, groaning and grunting harshly and tugging at his restraints. He could’ve broken through too, if not for the fact that he enjoys watching you have your fun. By god, you were giving him some of the best head of his life too. But he supposed you felt cruel today.

Cruel because the minute his hips had that familiar twitching to them, that knot in his stomach getting impossibly tight and ready to burst, you had pulled away.

Pulled away and smiled up at him in a faux innocent look. Not like he could see it, but you had a feeling he knew. You climb up his body, kissing at his face and neck and lining him up with your entrance. You sink down slowly, listening to him groan and trying to hold your composure at the stretch.

You moan softly when you finally get him bottomed out inside of you, staying impossibly still. And when you felt Toji thrust up you gave him a light slap on the shoulder.

He stills, and he lets you find your own rhythm and bounce, his body practically shaking in anticipation. He feels you bounce down particularly hard and thrusts his hips up just enough to feel a jolt of pleasure shock you.

Your pace is quick, but never the right amount of rough and fast mixed with slow and sensual that Toji manages when he’s in control. But it’s satisfying enough to you when you feel yourself burst on top of him, falling on his chest and gripping his shoulders tightly.

And for a moment you don’t process why it would be odd for you to feel his arms wrap around you as well, melting into his embrace.

“You get it all out of your system, sweetheart?” He gruffs out, and only then does the embrace register. His arms shouldn’t be free, and the hug is starting to feel more like him keeping you in place.

You glance up at him, the blindfold having been tugged up to his forehead. You grin sheepishly, and gasp when you feel a thrust upwards.

“My turn.”

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GUYS ITS A CHRISTMAS MIRACLE!!’

ermmmm anyways interact for a part 2 where he literally demolishes you :3 AND REQUESTS AND ASKS ARE OPEN, PLS SEND SOME GUYS IM RUNNING OUT OF IDEAS!!!

[dolladooley]

the dooley davenports x black!reader | general hcs

contains: adam, bree, chase, leo

a/n: this will get zero notes but idc i am pioneering ts for lab rats. gif credit goes to him (me. bc i am him.) 💯

adam

i have always been very loud about my belief that adam marries a black woman or man in the future

and i mean LOUD

he 100% does

the first time he meets u he's like woah

prettay

he likes watching how your hair bounces as you descend the stairs or even just walking on flat ground

he likes how u speak to him

you call everyone lil nicknames so whenever u say "baby" he's like 😃

u help him with school stuff

bc you smart 💯

okayyyy scholar 😍😍😍

sorry

anyway

he loves seeing u

you anchor him

keep him from doing ridiculous shit that can get him hurt yk

turn into ur mom fr

he fidgets with his fingers a lot so he be playing in your hair

gently pulling strands so they spring back and wrapping em around his finger (ESPECIALLY when they're freshly moisturized and wet)

y'all are just saur cute to see

he's a big hugger so he rests his cheek against ur head and ur lil curls tickle him

and bonus points if you're significantly shorter than him

it's an adorable image when u hold hands

bc ur this lil person that is clearly able to easily escape restraint and u got ur tall white boy that's a lil dumb but happy to be here with u nonetheless

i love adam lawd

bree

bisexual queen

anyway

u guys become friends very quick

she complimented ur jewelry (a lil gold necklace) and u were like "aw thanks gang"

and from that u sparked a conversation and became very good friends very fast

she introduced u to her brothers, allat

u guys meet in the library every morning or u go to the nearby coffee shop before school starts

get some polite lil drinks and just.. talk :)

if you guys were to pack ur own lunches every day, y'all would do snack trades a lot

you defend her a lot against her brothers 💀

the first time you said "boy shut up" to chase she got hearts in her eyes fr /hj

when she realizes she might have a lil crush, she doesn't act too strange but she is a little bit different

she hugs for a little longer than normal, just to enjoy the scent of ur moisturizer and ur hair products

when y'all have sleepovers she always cuddles close

she loves to cook with u

u show her recipes you got from ya mama and she enjoys them every time

she stares at ur lips when u eat

and talk

and

do anything at all

they are very kissable what can she say

chase

lord.

he's infatuated

INFATUATED

he only knew leo so he had no idea black ppl could be so fine /j

the first time he sees you, a little notification in his eyebawl goes off like "heartrate rising. entering cooldown." and it's SO LOUD to him

turns out you and leo are already friends

which is NOT helpful

because now whenever you're at the house he's frantic as hell

either trying to interact with you (extremely awkwardly) or hiding in the lab so he doesn't embarrass himself further

bree would come down like "just go talk to them loser" and he's like "I CAN'T 😭😭😭😭😭😭"

when she finally forces him to quit being a punk and at least say hi, he comes upstairs to see u looking out at the view

the sun shining through their big ass windows glows gold on your skin and to him you look like a god

he flees /hj

HE DOESNT KNOW HOW TO ACT

he eventually pulls himself together and soon feels like a fool

because talking to you is SO EASY ?

you exude a charm he has never seen heard or experienced from anyone else before

the way u speak to him makes him melt

that being said never call him a pet name

ever

a simple "sugar" or even just "baby" will make him overheat and shut down

leo

i'm already laffing

y'all are funny as SHIT

you were classmates before the davenports came in but you weren't really friends until after they did

you helped leo show them around the school and the two of you cracked plenty of jokes along the tour

many that the bionic trio did not understand LMFAOO

you two are so fun together and everyone can see it, even the trio who be fighting for they lives whenever y'all are speaking to each other /j

leo probably tells u ab the whole bionic secret after you witness one too many close calls and the way you handle it makes his baby crush grow exponentially

like YOURE SO COOL???? DIDNT EVEN BLINK AT THIS ABSURD ASS PIECE OF INFORMATION???? GOD THEYRE COOL AS FUCK

you guys share hair information and you bring home hotel shampoo's for y'all to share LMFAO

he let you give him waves once

it was comedic

tasha loves you

she didn't know you for a while because leo never brought you up when y'all were just classmates but after y'all became actual friends, you'd get mentioned here and there

the first time he has you come over is to work on a school project

she meets you and is like omg hai i'm leo's mom

and he's kinda like 😐 pushing her away like he did in the avalanche episode with janelle LMFAO

you like "why you so mean to yo mama" and it makes him sweat /j

you like tasha too and you guys often have tea together when leo is late for y'all's lil hangouts

she gasses you up to leo all the time like he didn't know you first

"your friend, [name]? they're cute!!!" "i know mom" "go ahead and ask that out" "MOM"

he eventually does (it was actually you but he tells tasha it was him)

[chrissy-kaos]

Hey!!

I just wanted to tell you I think it’s so cool how you continue to play hockey even if it’s a beer league! I mean I don’t know what good adult leagues there are when you’re older really 😅

I miss playing hockey so much and I always just figured it would be impossible to get taken seriously by judgmental fucks. I love that you make history even though you’re just yourself. I do sort of despise some of the things I’ve heard in the locker room too tbh.

It’s so amazing to see you gear up and get sweaty. It makes me some how feel seen too and I feel like I need to just figure it out lol. I know your kicking ass out there (cus I saw u posted ur stats) lol 💜 hope you have a good rest of your weekend 💜

Thank you! Yea posting about me playing wasn’t something i was really going to do. But everyone here seems to love that content and they continue to ask for it. So I’m going to keep posting it. I don’t think I’m anything special or making history. I’m just a girl that wants to play hockey. That’s it. If I inspire others to play than that’s awesome! Because hockey is amazing and growing the game is important! With that said I’m going to share a bit of a story with you. So bear with me.. I tend to over share 😅

Hockey is something I’ll never give up. For a long time my life centered around it. I’m fortunate enough to live in a town that’s had multiple pro teams and a great hockey community. I used to coach/play for one of the teams before my transition. When I was debating if I was going to transition or not hockey played a part in it for sure. I didn’t want to never play again. But I was scared that people wouldn’t accept me and all that. I felt like majority of the community liked me and enjoyed my coaching. But you never actually know how someone feels about it, ya know.

When I finally made my decision I was coaching full time and I decided to step away from hockey not necessarily for good but until I was comfortable with myself. So I resigned and hung my skates up. Then started my transition. It was a little after two years into my transition when I decided to step on the ice again. I had played some roller with a few friends and messed around stick handling in the house but I never went back to the rink.

(I actually find this hilarious 😂.) I seen they had a skate and shot and decided I’d go to it. Not skating for two years I needed to get my legs back anyway. So I show up to the rink. It’s still all the same people that worked there when I did. I walked up to the counter to pay and my friend Josh was working and said “hi ma’am, here for stick time?.” He had no idea I started to transition. I said “hi, Josh.” He looked at me like I was crazy and asked if he knew me. I gave him the money and said “you might” then walked away. He stopped me to tell me where the women’s locker room is. I smiled and said thank you.

I skated like crap. To be expected tho. After the time was up I headed to the locker’s. Josh stopped me and asked how I knew him. So I told him who I was and it blew his mind 😂. He congratulated me and said he had no idea. He told me he was thinking to himself damn this girl is good(I actually suck lol). He was like who the fuck is she?. He thought I was one of the college players. Our local college and pro team share the rink together. Anyway he was completely blown away. The interaction was great and positive. He was very supportive. After that I started coming once a week and more people realized who I was.

Everyone was extremely supportive and accepting. They use my chosen name and pronouns. Even offered me a coaching position again. I declined for reasons. But the hockey community in general is amazing. I felt comfortable enough to hop in our league. It’s our house A league so all the best players current pros, ex pros and d1-3 guys. It’s extremely competitive. I’m still the only girl ☠️ lol

Now I can’t speak for any other community but at no point in time have I been treated bad or different. I’m given the same respect as everyone else. Do guys talk in the lockers probably but they are nothing but respectful and courteous to me. If you want to get out and play don’t let anyone stop you.

Hockey is for everyone and you deserve to play too! Just go for it! You never know unless you try. Hockey has one of the best lgbtqiia+ communities in all of sports. There are teams like @teamtrans-icehockey where you can play with people like us who understand the difficulties of being trans/nb/queer in sports. I’ve played with teams trans a few times and they are an incredible group of people! I highly recommend checking them out! 

(I took this pic the on the way to the rink that first time back. Don’t mind the filter and how pudgy I am 🫣)

[ceo-mochee]

Spare lukxel thoughts u would like to share with the class ? :3c

Ooohhh I'm so glad you asked.... heheh.. 👾

*puts on reading glasses and opens notes* Aight let's seeeeeeeeee... 📖

So they both definitely love going on picnics, they have a soft spot for nature since Lukas loves studying the different plants and flowers and Axel enjoys it since it reminds him of the older days before the witherstorm situation happened... takes him back to when he was still able to hang out with Jesse and Olivia in the woods, when times were (sorta) simpler (cus yk yk they were forest kids that lived in the woods or sm (at least in my AU that's how I like to see it loll!!)).

Also they be packing a lot of treats like cookies and such (especially Axel yk how Axel is) and I'm a firm believer in the idea of either one of them making flower crowns for one another and after their picnic they just cuddle on the blanket while watching the sun starting to set. 🙋🏻‍♂️

I'm srry but I fully enjoy writing and thinking about men being lovey dovey like this it makes my heart explode.. IN A GOOD WAY I LOVE GAY PEOPLE !! 💥💥

*clears throat* anyways-

They're both really touchy when it comes to affection...... especially Axel. He's the clingy one in the relationship, and for good reason!

I see Axel bein the kind of guy who always tries to act tough (especially when it came to confronting Aiden and the others), I find him probably being the one who's picked on way more than Jesse and Oliva (cus uh... yk- appearance :^). He definitely never let's others see it, but he genuinely never thought he'd be able to have someone love him for his looks which is why I think he'd be pretty grateful having Lukas's attention, call him touch starved perhaps cus he's hella confused by such feelings but he really likes it!!

Sooo he's kinda always seeking that kind of physical or emotional affection from Lukas whenever he gets the chance (whether it be kisses, compliments, ykkkk rlly gay stuff that makes my heart all icky /pos).

With Axel being around Lukas more as well, I think the more time he warmed up to him, the more he was able to start opening up about himself. Whether it'd be platonic or romantic, I could see them perhaps sharing some sort of bond due to their history with one another, like you can NOT tell me that if they interacted more in the game (and Axel was written with more personality-) they could've at least had some sort of heart to heart moment on why Axel acted the way he did towards Lukas. 🫵🏻

(⬆️ potential future oneshot material perhaps....?)

Uhhhh anyways- I think that's all I got for them urm... hope ya enjoyed the ramble !! :3

(Ps. I maaaay or may not have self projected onto Axel some..... just this much 🤏🏻 tho-)

[screampied]

HIIIIIIIIIII, omg so cute that u missed me cause i missed you too ☹️☹️

OMG TOJI IS THE BIGGEST CONDOM HATER AND HE HATES TO PULL OUT, MF IS MAKING KIDS LEFT AND RIGHT (the money i would pay to be one of his baby mommas is as large as his cock).

nanami starts so sweet, he is the type to say some stuff that makes your dizzy mind go “he didn’t”. i can see him always being respectful saying “you feel so good, baby” and then he finds out that whenever he swears his partner likes it, so he starts taking his chance, and a few weeks later he sweetly calls her his pretty slut. ITS ME, IM HER!!!!

i— vegas i am the biggest suguru simp ever, i would be a member of his cult, i swear to you i could worship him better than others, my mouth would make him forget i am just a dumb human. HE ALSO HAS THE VIBE OF MOCKING YOU WHILE SMILING WITH HIS EYES CLOSED LIKE OMG

so, uh, i have a humiliation kink or something…

i don’t think peach ice tea tastes like peach, but it’s sweet and good, and it makes me very happy to drink it. however, i have no control over it, so others need to pour for me and tell me to stop, because i will keep going until it all comes back up (it happened)

toe rings are perfect for me, who is always wearing sandals, so it gives that lil fancy look instead of just casual. OMG BRACELETS ARE EVERYTHING, i used to keep eyeing them on pinterest all the time and i got a silver one for my 20 birthday, i love to talk and hit it on the table, is so soothing.

btw, there’s a famous character from a tv show from my country that she is know for her many bracelets, and she was very feisty and expressive so they crinkled a lot, is really nice to be wearing it and people go “are you [character]?” DAMN RIGHT I AM.

WAIT HOLLUP YOU SHIFTED?? THATS LIKE SO COOL, me and my anxious mind could never

answering your question, on october first i’ll show myself after i finish my halloween theme and we still will interact because i love to send ask, except they won’t be anon but it will be our secret that i was nut anon. and yes, let’s be moots!!! this whole thing started because high me told ya i would bust a nut if we became moots.

i also said if you followed me before halloween i would show myself, which reminds me, you followed me on your second account, does that count? its been like two or three weeks and i kept quiet 🙂 cause i got scared 🙂

anyways question for today is house or apartment? barbie or bratz?

nut anon.

NUUUUTTYYYY 🧘‍♀️

YEAAAJHH ☝🏽☝🏽. he’s so annoying, he’s literally the guy who’s like “no condoms fit me,” and just loves going in raw. ur reaaaal i'd love to be his baby mama, that's my man. to me toji isn’t a deadbeat he’s a living / caring father & husband !

nanami 😕😕😕. i want him so bad he’s so husband. i rmbr having such a huge nanami brain rot out of nowhereeee and i would write ab him nonstop. i always think ab virgin!nanami n how he can never last once he goes inside pussy for the first time ARUGHHHH. nanami and degradation yummmmm …. twin with the humiliation kink 🧘‍♀️ that'll be in my cult leader geto fic

YESSSSSS i shift sometimes 🙂‍↕️🙂‍↕️. it's funnn but a lot of ppl think it's fake, i think it all dependssss. you should try it it’s so cool, especially if you’re a deep sleeper bc it kills time me thinkssss

ooooh okay !!! YAAAAAY NEW MOOTS. ofc it’ll be our secret 🫂🫂. help i followed u on my second account rly ….. bye i still have no clue who you could be tho omg. IM CURIOUUSSSS. have i sent you an ask before eerrrm. DONT BE SCAREDDD.

hmmmm house and bratz !!!! 🧘‍♀️

[probably-a-plant-thing]

Axel is an idiot, good on u for blocking. I never interacted with him and he randomly contacted me over discord to call me disgusting and saying no one likes me bcs of the things I reblogged (normal fanart) this guy is 21, im a young teen. Idk how he got my tumblr either lol

Jeez. I'm sorry ya had to deal with that.

Honest to God I think my confession must've hit a personal nerve. Like he was one of the "lazy fans" I was talking about... strange.. anyway. I'll admit I was trying to start a fire in the fandom but more of one in the line of starting general discussion. I didn't expect a callout post that dumb lmao.

The fact he connected me from >:]c is so insane. Like cool, I did do that on purpose, but the most I wanted were some silly hate anons I could laugh at.

Tbh Axel was projecting on me pretty hard in the responses. Calling me a superfan or someone "wanting to make a change" was wild bro. Like... yeah. I'm so clearly a big eltingville fan, I draw them all the time n have them all over my blog.. Also the 12 y/o admitted to being his friend!? Like wild. Imagine literally admitting to the wack shit I insinuated!

And I can tell they're a child because they unironically think groomer = pedo. I never called Axel a pedo. I went "Ok groomer" after he dodged my question on why a 21 y/o man is friends with a 12 y/o. (Bonus points for his friend to imply my partners victim status didnt count because he was on my side. Such an ally)

Hope he gets help but clearly he shouldn't be in this small a fandom if that's how he's gonna behave. Not to mention he plays victim. Like bro, ya think it occurred to him that I simply didn't know he existed? And never would have if someone didn't send me it?

Whatever. I hope I live in his head rent free, it's the least I deserve.

[miserywizard]

genderfucked lesbians 🤝🏻🤝🏻🤝🏻 RADIVOJE THAT WAS HIS NAME YES THANKS why do i miss a character ive never had the pleasure of knowing idek and i get it! whatever you decide to do will be the right decision ofc and if you end up making edits to publish it (important edits aside it DID always feel more adult than ya to me but maybe that was wishful thinking) i promise there Will be people who want nothing more than to read abt your silly horrid children! also. also idk if this is of any comfort but people have not forgotten your books and i say this in the non scary way i promise like. im a librarian AND bookseller in the buttcrack of south italy and we're currently reading book 3 in the weekly book club! not everyone on earth was on the hell app at that time and most people understand that a fumble is just a fumble, nothing to be witch hunted for! tbh That whole thing was nightmarish (and confusing!) to witness from the outside so i can't even imagine what recovering from it is like but i genuinely wish you only the best and a very do nooot get a v public full name and everything twitter acc ever again (AND if you're absolutely done talking abt this stuff feel absolutely free to just. Close ur eyes and pretend i didn't send anything at all dhskfj i didn't even follow you here to avoid making u feel weird i would hate to accidentally be the one clown who turns the attention on The Mess rather than your new bunch of lesbians which btw. love them deeply already thank you)

he was such a funky little guy he's some of my finest work. I went 'what if I smush Vax!Critical Role into Palamedes!Locked Tomb what happens' and what happens is: the worst most pedantic boy alive.

lol i mean the entire basis of the book was every bonkers decision he makes comes from his genuine and real fear that Someone Is Going to Literally Eat Him so it's probably adult. Idk i reread blessed monsters for the first time since 2021 at the beginning of the year and went 'oh we were very generous calling this book YA...'

that is. genuinely so very very sweet thank you <3

LOL i haven't logged into my twitter since 2021 i anticipate it will get deleted for inactivity someday and the impulse to make an account on any new twitter-like only comes from a place of missing friends that are mostly long gone and probably wouldn't interact with me in public anyway. so! i doubt i'll be anywhere than here and instagram, honestly.

i'm far more comfortable talking about it now. At this point it feels... silly? I did what I could, regardless of the fact that it feels like I did literally everything wrong in the moment. If people who were not involved are still mad about it, then, why do you care so much? If people who were involved are still mad that's fine and reasonable, though, again, a little silly.*

i love my lesbians very much hope i get to publish the books with my lesbians.

[whoregaylorenzo]

DANORGE

this is from the ship ask game but I decided to make this it's own post bc danorge is special okay? okay.

first of all, an ideal daniel ship for me is always him being a perfect babygirl and being treated accordingly. just like I would. he's my country wife, my baby boy, my hot piece of ass and he needs to know is. now, george is the perfect man for this.

the dynamic

I'm gonna be honest, this ship sort of snuck up on me, I didn't expect it to take off quite as much? like, I know Daniel likes the young guys, bc he likes fucking around and fucking with them bc they think he's fun and look up to him you know? he likes the peer pressure. and george didn't seem the kind of guy to be that subjectible to this bc he's always been very focused, correct, driven, etc. although as I got to know him a bit better I realised he does like some shenanigans (eurotruck with charles you will always be famous.).

anyway, I think one of the reasons why their friendship grew so well is that george is so incredibly earnest in his admiration of the people around him, and fiercely loyal. I think george would never be that guy who has to act cool around his friends. he's the type of guy to hype his friends up to others, and that's what he does with Daniel. like that post that goes sth like hyping my boyfriend up before he enters a room like you better clap for my specialest little boy. that's literally george with daniel. that's his babygirl, his country wife.

now, I think that perhaps daniel liked the way george engaged with his banter from early on, like when he asked for his merch, I mean that was still fanboy ish behaviour, but more recently, when Dan struggled, he was so so loyal and always defending Daniel to the press, I think he really did become a close friend. emotional support brit. like I said, george is really really loyal, you can see that in his other relationships with drivers (alex and lewis mainly) and it seems like he's really a safe person for daniel. I mean look how danny clings to him. adorable. (sth sth the child in me is safe with you etc). I just love seeing how genuinely at ease dan seems in every interaction with george..

important moments

I already put in some links up there but doing a collection of some more here.

all the media pen interactions are gold: x / x / x / x / x / x / x

hyping his boy up: x / x / x / x / x / (also remember the time he said to Lando 'if you're curious about winning just ask Danny' bc I still think he deserves a good * for that. lova ya georgie)

btw here's a good danorge post of some moments as well

the helmet swap....tears man, tears....

just general cuteness and shenanigans: x / x (recent addition) / x / x / x / x / x / x / x / x / x / x / x / x / x / x / x / x / x

rpf pairing

okay soo actually AGES ago, me and jay @dnfstrategist used to talk about this danorge au that was like, george being a business/law student with daniel as his silly, artsy/sporty boyfriend (I don't quite remember, we definitely need to revisit that) and I am still gagging for an AU like that. like them as a couple? so so loyal to eachother, enjoying all the shenanigans, george the strong dependable one wanting to praise and spoil his bf always, daniel so fond and happy and at ease with george...bragging about his smart successful husband...they are marriage for life material fr

they have SO much potential it makes me sad that there is so little danorge writers out there.... there's mainly a few little smutty fics (which is great ofc!) and then one longfic which....oh boy I tell you, def a big big rec for this but be careful it absolutely destroyed me but such amazing writing fr fr.

and I think that's all for now! if I think of more stuff I'll add it later but I think this is it...if u made it all the way here thank u for ur attention! and anon I hope this makes up for the wait <3

[vtmgremlin]

Can I ask you to gush/rant/rave about your most favorite, and then your least favorite clans? Just totally go off. I live for it.

Oh!! Omg hello (sorry for the wait)

Gosh I wish I had more energy to answer this properly but I shall try lol (Read more to not clog mutuals dashes!)

I favorite has to be the Hecata (Specifically the Cappadocians, Harbingers, etc.) Love me the clan of death (save for....the Giovannis...looks at them from afar).

I just think their whole deal is so much more interesting (personally!) than most others. The fact that y'all are traversing past the shroud and can interact with the shadowlands and just...idk I find it so much more amazing than the board room meetings of the Ventrue's.

That being said my next top three are Ventrue, Lasombra and Gangrel LMFAO

Love the Ventrue because they are just the equivalent of wolves being domesticated into those little crusty white dogs. Fantastic, really. (Also they are awful in so many ways but so much of it is looked over because they are so BORING about it !!!! which is so slay honestly). Personally, to me, they are the more Yaoi Clan.

Lasombra because like come on ya know? Shadow Lords of the highest fuckery. You're telling me these guys get Oblivion (Obentenbration), Dominate, AND Potence???? So i'm just supposed to sit here and get my shit rocked, a'ight. (Also fully believe that the Oceans are a mirror of the Abyss, which is why they were saliors ye old ages ago. Something Something, they were called back to the sea....hmmm...)

GANGREL! I didn't care much about them before until I made my son Blake, and there is a good reason because they really got the fuckin' full fist : ( Like it feels as though everyone forgets about them, even their lore stated that they were meant for a greater purpose but...we shall never truly know. Not only that but in V5....? really?? you're going to make a beast man vampire and NOT give them the ability to use Shape of the Beast's Wrath??? Jail for a thousand years. Love them because a bit of bias now for sure, but also the way they view everything so so refreshing as well (Like the Hecata), so removed from the politics (in some cases). It feels like they see a bigger picture here, and yet they are called "cowards" for not getting involved. Like shit man, would you want to go help when an ANTEDILUVIAN is fully awake and going on a murder rampage?

Yeah, I really wouldn't either, honestly.

Least favorite...hmm...IDK! I truly do like all the clans for their own reason, I guess least though would maybe be Brujah? But that might also be a case like the Gangrel where they (writers) lost the plot a long time ago. Like the True Brujah, hell yeah, now we're talking. But Normmie Brujah are very one note and I think thats sad :,/

Personally, think that this could all be fixed if we BROUGHT BACK BLOODLINES INTO V5 but thats a talk for another time.....//flops around

Anyways, thank you again for the ask!!!! Very sweet of you ;; w;;)/ Hope that this suffices TT u TT

[wags-confessions]

A friend hooked me up with this acc a few days back when I decided to make a comeback on Tumblr after being off the scene for ages bc I was stuck in a boredom pit during a sick spell. Been having a blast reading stuff around here, and when I saw someone asking about interactions with a footballer, I thought, hey, why not spill the story. I knew it might be a bit of a mess, and I'm no saint, but hey, i'm not aiming for that.

Before meeting him, I couldn't care less about the football world. Zero interest. But some time ago, I met this footballer, and to this day, we're a bit of a thing, but it's nothing too serious, ya know? I mean, he's got his own life, but we're hanging out... or whatever you wanna call it. Met him through this friend who also filled me in on this side of Tumblr, lol. She introduced me to him because she's got a thing (nothing serious because he's never into anything serious lol) with one of his teammates whom, by the way, she met on IG. So, ladies, never trust them, alright?

I gotta admit, even though it might not look like it, he's a pretty decent guy, you know, chill and funny. Honestly, I met him when my life was going down the pan, and he came through in every way. But let's cut the crap, he's a footballer, living his own life, i ain't dumb and i'm telling u, the whole WAGs scene is a proper load of rubbish, really. Getting a bit closer to him made me see how everything's fake, how so many of them play the two-faced game.

Some of these girls are even fully aware that their partners are playing away and they just shut an eye and I get it, in a twisted way. But the real dodgy ones, the ones you gotta watch out for, are thos girls who are friends with the main squeeze of their boyfriend or husband's teammates, and at the same time, they're mingling with their side flings.

I'm not proud of this at all and being part of this drama, but I won't lie and say I regret it. I'm into the guy; he's funny, kind, a proper charmer and an ace... ya know lol and I can't deny he's got my back in many ways, u feel me? Honestly, his girl isn't exactly an a-list… i mean, tbh, she’s not a gem, she's a b*tch. Their relationship's been a mess, a total disaster nowadays, but, like, it works for them, and he doesn't need any more scandals after the old drama. Anyway, just felt like spillin’ the tea on this.

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[craftyworx]

okay. lets see.

@ch0cocrave you have been a really great friend ever since i started going to our school, and i am so happy we could be friends. ur funny, talented, sweet, and ilysm /p/p ur incredibly supportive, and i LOVE when u draw my ocs, ITS SO CUUUUTE...... i also really like being around your energy >:]] -gives you a big hug-

@smoken-bagel so ur really fuckin cool. we dont talk all the time but does that matter? not at all. u are such a pleasure to be around and i love your energy, it really matches mine. i want to wrap you in a blanket and give you a hug. ily /p 🫂🫂

@ragdollfagball okay, u probably are one of my cloest friends- i mean, i dont know how you see me, but i really like you (not in a crush way AHA-). you are SO fun, and i LOVE interactin with ya. having a raggedy ann and andy friend is also super fun, cuz im not usually very open abt my fixations, so its so fun to share it with someone, ESPECIALLY SINCE UR SO COOL?? ur really funny, talented, and sweet, and ily /p <33

@akalikestodraw HI!! your blog is kind of a happy place for me. ur art is so clean and comforting in a way. ur a really sweet person and i love the aura you give off :]] i would totally give you a bearhug and prolly just hold you /aff /p/p ur pretty awesome <33

@koduflower2000 heyy!! we dont talk too much but heck, you are cool. i enjoy talkin to ya and ur a really nice friend :D <33 i would want to give you a hug >:]]

@godofautism HIYA RAY!!! you are definitely a really fun, silly friend. ur affection genuienly brings me so much happiness, and i LOVE chattin with you. i wanna wrap you in a blanket and give you a little kiss on the forehead /p <33

@dubiouscats AYYY!!! gosh ur really cool. we dont talk to much but i LOVE sharing my muder drones stuff wit ya, and i admire ur talent. i also love it when i see you appear in my notifs lol <33 i would love to talk to you and get to know you more!!

@mini-ars0nist okay we have never exchanged words at all, but we're like the mutuals that like and reblog eachother's posts, and it makes me pretty happy to see u in my notifs lol

@theinkbunny i havent known u for long, but u are so cool, and ily /p. ur blog is rlly fun, even u are rlly fun, and i love chattin wit ya :]] i would definitely give u a hug when given the chance lmao

@ramitola OH UR FUN!!! i absolutely LOVE the circle questions you do, and i love how inclusive you are. i really enjoy you <33

@twilistx boo. hi irl friend hru 👋👋 i really really like chatting with you, ur rlly fun. im rlly glad we met up again at our school, bc i enjoyed being with ya on discord over a year ago. u are SO TALENTED, and i hope you have a good day <33

@peppermintz-25 oki hi, i havent known u for long but U ARE SO STINKIN COOL. and for some reason you seem very huggable. i would give you a big hug and maybe some head pats /aff /p <33

@blairdrawzstuff we dont talk much but ur so funnnn, i enjoy looking thru ur blog every now and then :]]] here, have some hot cocoa, u deserve it <33

@hollow8007 hiyaa, i rlly like seeing u appear in my notifs and ur a really cool person, i enjoy interacting with you :] here, have a hug cuz u deserve it!!

@daaxolotlartist did u drink water today???? anyways i rlly enjoy u, ur cool :]] some head pats for u, and here, have these seashells i found

@cr4zydr0nez u are really friendly and u seem to enjoy interacting, and idk that makes me happy >:]] i enjoy ur blog, and ur fun to talk to eheheh- im gonna give you a hug RAH

@doigiveup-yesido we've been friends for like 3 days but HIYAA...... you are cool and here have a cookie >:] <33

overall, i love each and every one of my friends. each of you have brightened up my life in ur own, unique ways, whether that be big or small. you guys are awesome, and thanks for being here <33

I don't know how much time we have together before you disappear back into nothingness, but thank fuck I got to meet you and spend precious time with you, when the time comes I will mourn you the same like I would if you were a separate being, and in this moment I will cherish every moment we share, you mean a lot to me every single one of you, you are in my thoughts, you are cared about, but most importantly you are loved, I'm glad we can be friends even if it probably won't last forever.

[twinkinspector]

❥ author’s note: this has been in my drafts for way too long and i NEED to post it

❥ pairing: kaminari denki x fem!reader

❥ summary: you only came to this party for him. so when he suggests you hide away from the crowd, you have no choice but to accept.

❥ word count: 2.9k

❥ warnings: oral (m and f receiving), alcohol, parties, weed, “pretty girl”

❥ as always, i love interacting so feel free to rb and leave me some tags/comments/asks! oh, and here’s my masterlist! luv u, kiss kiss

“hey, y/n!” denki calls. his face lights up when his eyes find you in the dimly lit room. “i never see you at these parties!” he shoulders his way through a group of particularly drunk college students to get over to you. “yeah,” you respond, smiling back at him a bit. “it’s just not my scene.” you look around at the christmas lights strung up around the dark room, the stolen street signs and flags pinned up on the walls.

he was right. you didn’t often come to house parties filled with people you actually know. you usually marched yourself across campus to a different frat house each weekend. you preferred the anonymity anyway. “what changed?” he asks, pulling a joint from behind his ear and pressing it to his lips. he lights it and takes a deep drag, closing his eyes.

“just finished a tough few weeks of class and wanted to let loose a little, i guess,” you say, taking a sip of the fruity drink in your plastic cup. the truth is you heard denki would be there and wanted the chance to see him outside class. even if it meant braving a party where you weren’t completely unknown.

he exhales, blowing smoke off to the side. “well…” he says, getting closer to your ear so he can lower his voice. “i’m really glad you’re here.” you feel his breath on the shell of your ear and butterflies stir in your stomach. he offers you the joint and you accept, smiling sweetly at him. “thanks,” you say. you bring it up to your mouth and inhale deeply.

“ughhhhh, that was quick,” denki groans, his eyes trained on someone behind you. “people think i’m giving out weed.” the annoyance was evident in his voice, even over the pounding bass of the party. as if on cue, a guy with dark hair and a shit-eating grin saunters up behind you, placing his hand on the small of your back.

he looks at you expectantly, flicking his eyes to denki every so often. “go ahead,” the blonde says to you. you pass the joint to the dark-haired guy who must be friends with denki, you think. “dopeeeee,” he says happily, grinning. “just one hit, bro. i mean it,” warns denki, watching him carefully. “you always do this.”

“yeah, yeah. whatever,” the brunette rolls his eyes. “this is my party anyway,” he grins. “sero, y/n. y/n, sero,” denki says, gesturing between the two of you. “i like her already. it didn’t take her very long to pass me the joint,” sero says with a smirk. he takes another hit, laughing as he exhales the smoke. “that’s enough, man,” denki says pointedly, snatching the joint back. “i thought you were about to leave anyway,” he says to sero, raising an eyebrow.

“yeah, yeah, i was. but i wanted to grab a hit from you first. you always have the best shit,” sero says, somewhat distracted. “hell yeah i do,” denki grins. he pulls the joint back up to his lips, the lit tip brightening as he inhales.

“well, thanks. i’m out, man.” sero starts to walk away. “see ya,” he calls, saluting as he disappears into the crowd and out the front door. you flick your eyes back to denki. “do you want to smoke a little more?” he asks, talking directly into your ear again. “we can hide in sero’s room. if we smoke out here, people are gonna keep trying to steal my shit. sero’s roommates always do,” he laughs.

“are you trying to get me alone?” you joke, reaching out to lay your hand on his chest. you can tell his body is toned, even under his dark shirt. “what if i am?” he laughs. “would that be so bad?” he growls into your ear. he puts his hand on your waist, rubbing circles with his thumb. “i’m tired of this party anyway.” you look around.

the party is still in full swing. it’s only 12:30, after all. people are still crowded around the kitchen table, throwing little ping-pong balls into plastic cups. people were still arriving every so often, the whole crowd looking up to cheer when it was someone they knew.

“alright, alright,” you agree and he grins. “i’m a little tired of it too,” you say, grabbing his hand. that was a lie, of course. but your goal wasn’t really to enjoy the party... it was to enjoy him. “lead the way,” you smile. he pulls your hand up to his lips and gives it a dramatic kiss before leading you through the crowd of sweaty, drunken bodies.

you turn the corner and go down the stairs to an empty-looking hallway with a door on each end. denki opens closest one, a door with a big “s” on it. looking around, he slips inside, pulling you with him. as he flicks the lightswitch to reveal an empty, well-lit bedroom, you both take a deep breath of the cool, uncrowded air. you can still hear the rhythmic thumping of the bass, but it’s so much quieter now.

taking a few steps, you flop down to sit on the bed. denki pulls the joint from behind his ear again and quickly locks the door. you quirk an eyebrow and smirk. “just in case,” he mumbles, gesturing to the joint. you chuckle. he’s really so cute. he relights it, pops it between his lips, walking over to you. when he exhales, you stick your face in the smoke, giggling.

“oh, did you want some?” he jokes, flopping down next to you. he takes another puff and blows a more focused stream in your direction. you lean in to swallow the smoke, shotgunning it from him. you’re so close that it would take barely anything to brush your lips across his and kiss him—

all of a sudden, your lips crash together, denki’s slender hand against the back of your head, guiding you into the warm kiss. you gasp a little into his mouth, not expecting the bold move. he pulls back. “is this okay?” he looks into your eyes.

“more than okay,” you smile. you lean back in and kiss him deeper, pushing your bodies together. you both let out a moan, exhaling the breaths you were holding. his tongue swipes across your lips, feeling how smooth and plush they are.

you quickly let him in, sliding your tongue around his. you slide your hands up his loose black shirt, feeling his lean body. “mmph,” he grunts, trying to get your attention. you pull away, confused. “we need to finish this,” he says, presenting the j he’s been holding. “i think i’ll be needing a free hand,” he grins. “ladies first.”

you accept it and take a few puffs, trying to slow your heartbeat. you throw your head back, blowing smoke toward the ceiling. handing it back to him, you look around the fairly plain-looking room. “that guy from earlier… sero. this is his room?” you ask.

“yeah,” denki replies between drags. he puffs a little smoke out of his nose. “i mean, he technically lives here. but he stays with his girl most of the time. he’s only really here when he throws parties. so the room is usually free.” he hands you the joint and grins. “he’s staying there tonight. he already told me.”

you take a few more puffs and feel the weed really starting to hit you, your extremities getting heavier and lighter at the same time. “you were planning on bringing a girl down here then, huh?” you tease, licking your lips and raising an eyebrow.

“it never hurts to be prepared, okay?” denki brings his hands up in defense, chuckling. “i didn’t really expect to take advantage of the free room, though,” he looks at you pointedly. you get up and walk to the attached bathroom, flicking the roach into the sink.

you’re feeling uncharacteristically confident. maybe it’s the weed. maybe it’s the alcohol. maybe it’s the beautiful man alone with you, the obvious tent in his jeans getting bigger by the second.

you turn to look at him. his eyes are getting red. the tension in the room is thick, the air between you absolutely buzzing. he wants you, you can feel it. he licks his lips and smiles at you, feline eyes trained on your body, almost like a predator. you walk back over to him and kneel in front of him, putting your hands on his knees.

you look up at him through your lashes, giving him the best doe eyes you can. “how are you feeling?” you ask. you know the answer. you can see his dick getting harder through his tight pants. “i feel great,” he drawls, smiling down at you. “i’m just glad to be away from everyone.”

“oh? why is that?” you ask, feigning innocence. you slowly slide your hands up his thighs until you reach his growing bulge. “didn’t want all those people to see how hard you are for me?” you put your palm over his clothed cock, the warmth making him groan. “that must be it…” you muse, looking down at his lap.

you lick your lips. it’s like a present, all wrapped up just for you. you move your hands to his waistband, undoing his button and zipper. you give an experimental tug downward, looking up at him for permission. he lifts his hips to help you pull down his pants, leaving him in his underwear. you reach down the front, wrapping a hand around his cock and pulling it out.

“so fucking pretty…” you mumble, leaning down to kiss the head. you run your lips down his length, how smooth and soft the skin feels even though he’s painfully hard. in general, denki’s a rather lanky guy. so it’s no surprise he’s got a big, long cock. what’s impressive isn’t the girth, it’s the length. you just know you’ll feel him all the way in your throat as he fucks you.

“i bet it tastes even better than it looks” you breathe, dipping your face down to run your lips lightly down his shaft. you open your mouth and suck him in, savoring the fullness. you moan and hum around him as you bob your head up and down. he tastes so fucking good. you wiggle your tongue on the underside of his shaft, trying to give him more stimulation as he starts to fuck into your mouth.

and you let him. you let him hit the back of your throat over and over, relaxing your jaw to let him use your mouth. he threads his long fingers through your hair, moving you at his pace as you drool all over his lap.

putting your hands on his hips, you hold him still, as if to tell him to stop thrusting. you take his length into your mouth as far as you can, the tip poking the smooth wall of the back of your throat. and you just hold it there, looking up at him with big eyes, tears welling up and getting caught in your lashes.

“ffffuckkkk,” he throws his head back, feeling your throat clench around him as you start to choke on his cock. he takes a deep breath, trying to resist the urge to thrust and fuck your throat and fill your mouth up with his hot cum.

he pulls you off by your hair and you whine at how empty your mouth feels. “i’m not gonna last if you do that,” he says, pulling you up to your feet. “let me see your tits. been teasing me with them all night.” you obey, pulling your shirt off and throwing it onto the floor. left in just your bra, you push your breasts up and together, the fat spilling out of the cups.

“fuck, yes, look at those,” denki breathes, reaching his hands out to grab one. “so perfect,” he groans, finding your nipple with his thumb. with his other hand, he reaches around the back to undo the clasp and lets the garment fall to the floor. he takes your other breast in his other hand, rubbing gentle circles on both nipples with his thumbs. he pushes his face into your chest, kissing the stretch of skin between your perfect tits, looking up at you.

the feeling and the look in his eyes have you moaning and warmth pooling in your core even more than it was already. you slowly turn and sit down on the bed, laying back. denki follows, positioning himself between your legs. he hikes your skirt up past your hips, eyes hungrily devouring the wet fabric of your panties. he hooks a finger in the crotch and pulls them to the side, licking his lips when he sees your pretty little pussy.

he groans, thinking about how good you’re going to taste. he dips his head between your plush thighs, fingers grabbing at your ass for purchase, and gives your slit a teasing kiss. “this is all for me?” he grins up at you.

“yes, kami,” you mewl. “i’m so fucking wet for you.” he attaches his lips to your drooling pussy, his tongue tracing your slit. you shudder, and you feel him smile against you, obviously pleased he can make you react like that. you thread your fingers into his hair, trying to pull him closer, trying to urge him to stop teasing you. he takes one of your lower lips into his mouth, sucking and running his teeth gently along it.

tracing your slit with a long, slender finger, he gathers up all the slick that’s pooled so far. he sticks one finger inside your aching core, curling it and watching your face for a reaction. “fucking finally,” you breathe, grinding your hips for more. grinning, denki brings his face back down to your pussy and sticks his tongue between your folds, dragging it lazily across your clit.

“kami, please,” you whine. “i’ve been waiting for this all night.” and it’s true. you only came to this party on the off chance you’d see his gorgeous amber eyes lust-clouded and looking up at you from between your thighs. “wanna take my time with you, pretty girl,” he murmurs. “wanna watch you beg for it.” and that has your pussy clenching around the single digit he has inside you.

he brings his lips back up to your erect nipples, flicking the pad of a finger back and forth over one as he finally adds a second finger to your aching cunt. “fuck,” he breathes. “clenching so fucking hard on me.” he grins, speeding up the pace at which he fucks you with his fingers. “are you about to cum all over my hand?”

“mm-hmm,” you whine, reaching down to play with your clit, desperate to chase your release. the second you touch it, denki pulls his fingers out of you and releases your nipple. “ah-ah,” he teases. “i said i wanted to take my time with you tonight.”

all you can do is whine at him. still almost fully clothed. teasing you so hard. making you want him so bad. “kami, i want you to make me cum so badly. please,” you whine, squirming to create some friction somewhere.

you look so desperate like this. so drunk on him. he does want to take his time, but he wants to make you cum all over his face more. “hmmm...” he pretends to think. “you even said please. and how could i deny such a pretty, polite girl?” he coos.

he lowers his warm mouth to your slit, breathing on your pulsing cunt. he licks from the bottom to the top, pausing to thrust his tongue between your lips when he gets to your clit. you can’t help your back snapping into an arch at the contact. you feel him grin against your core as he starts flicking your little bud with his tongue. he watches you from between your legs, almost fox-like, watching his prey as he increases his pace.

your pussy clenches around nothing. you need something to fill you up so badly. “kami! need you inside,” you huff. he stuffs three fingers into your pussy, your squelching the only sound against the thump of the bass upstairs and your desperate moans.

finally, something to give you some friction where you needed it. you squeeze around his fingers, his skin catching and massaging your inner walls just right. he only stops his assault on your clit to growl “cum for me, cum right in my mouth,” before diving back in.

the sight of him so intent on getting you off pushes you over the edge. you feel the familiar tingles in your belly build to a fever pitch until you’re cumming, contracting and squeezing and moaning his name.

denki slips his fingers out of your spasming pussy to thrust his tongue inside, letting your walls envelope him. he stays like that, letting you ride out your high on his tongue until your orgasm dies down.

after you still, he gently starts to swirl his tongue around, cleaning up your arousal. he slurps and hums into you, savoring the way you taste. “i love the way you taste, but i bet you’d feel better on my cock,” he growls.

he kisses a trail up your tummy, making sure to take each nipple into his mouth and flick his tongue, then up your collarbone, sinking his teeth into the skin of your neck and sucking until you’re marked.

[bruhhhh-huhhhhh]

Hello friend! Heres my info for the matchup exchange :D! I’d prefer a male killer from DBD, but honestly, if a survivor matches more with me thats cool too! (I’m a massive wesker simp but disregard this if he doesn’t match well with me, I promise I’m fine with it :D!!)

I use any pronouns :) I'm 5’6, I have very fair skin (i can't wear most concealer because im too pale :,) I have beauty marks that can be seen on my entire body, I have a slightly curly, blonde wolfcut, and light blue eyes. I have an hourglass shape, I am a little chubby though and have thicker thighs and uh... chest. I'm normally pretty careful.. but I do have a few scars on my knees from times I've tripped :,)) I'm proud of it all though!

Personality wise, l'm pretty dependent on other people's moods, if they're calm, I am too. Sad? Same here.. Besides that l'm usually very quiet and observant, preferring to watch the conversation rather than join in, ya know? l’ll only step in if someone asks my opinion or its something i'm super interested in/have lots of knowledge about. Seriously, I'll rant for hours to my s/o about my interests. I tend to be hyperactive and affectionate around people I care about though (especially my s/o), I absolutely will cuddle up next to them at any given moment, no questions asked. (I also will endlessly flirt with my partner if im feeling like an absolute gremlin-) I also love to playfully tease my partner, I will actually tackle them istg- l'm super caring and loyal too, so l'll make sure they know how appreciative I am of them with compliments and little gifts (random things I found that I thought they’d like- I’m like a crow-)!

I have bad anxiety which constantly makes me overthink things and fear that my partner is only with me out of pity.. Which only leads me to being jealous of others around my s/o. Haha clingy much ? :,))

Anyways, my hobbies include photography, knitting/sewing, playing video games, writing, listening to music, and fashion design!

Love language: Physical touch, gift giving, quality time.

Thank you so much and please take your time on this! Happy holidays :DD !

omg yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes

Anyways, I match you with...

Albert Wesker!

Please you two are a match made in... the entity's realm. I guess

Don't worry about the concealer, he'll have the entity make some especially for you. He doesn't care what it takes. All 4 kills every trail for the next ten trials? They're dead. A blood sacrifice? Already done. Albert doesn't really care if you wear it or not. You're still as beautiful to him either way, but if it makes you happy, he'll do anything to get it for you

This man will hug, squeeze, kiss, or even bite your curves every chance he can get. You can't blame him though! You're just so...squishy, and he loves it.

He's almost always calm, so you will be too. Seriously, this man needs to learn to express his feelings more often.

Pretty much the only time Wesker isn't calm is after an especially difficult trail. You get one of two versions of him. He's either very VERY angry, to the point where he'll excuse himself to go let put some of said anger, or he gets really affectionate. You won't be getting up for a while.

Please rant to him about anything you want. He loves it so much, even if it looks like he doesn't. It makes Wesker content to see you so excited.

He's never content

Flirt with him, I dare you. He'll flirt back so hard. It'd be funny to watch you guys go back and forth, trying to fluster the other

Albert almost always wins

He will keep each and every gift that you give him in his drawer at RPD. The entity makes it to where the drawer that he keeps them in is much bigger than it looks.

Don't worry about being jealous, Albert literally never interacts with others. He only does if either you or the entity makes him.

Please make him socialize, he needs it sometimes

Make him a new outfit and he'll love it. He may not wear it in trials, but he'll wear it when no one other than you can see it. He has an image to uphold, just not around you

If you're a survivor, Wesker will still chase you around in the trails. He won't hurt you, heavens no! He'll just get your adrenaline going

He'll also make it VERY clear to all the other survivors and killers that you aren't to be touched.

One time, Ace scoffed at you and said some...unsavory things. When you finally told Wesker about it, he made sure that Ace had a very interesting trail. He did some things that even the entity couldn't stop.

His head was delivered to the campfire on a stick :)

Anytime any of the killers even look at you for too long, let alone sacrifice you, they get an earful from Albert. And maybe a sock to the jaw if they argue back-

If you're a fellow killer, he'll sit there and let you vent about survivors being dicks and anything else you want to vent about

All in all, he enjoys your presence very much and will let you do anything you want

Treat him well :D