Hear Me Out Tho: Making Out With Drunk!schlatt As He’s Just Grabbing Onto Your Hips With Such Brute

My brain:

evan peters.

Jeff: I’m on shopping duty, do you want anything?

BEN: Can you get me some of those gay cheerios?

Jeff: Ya mean fruit loops?

BEN: Oh yeah, those.

Slender: Where are you going?

Y/N: To get ice cream or to commit a felony. I'll decide in the car.

Screaming without the s

Officer Puppy

Leon S. Kennedy x GN reader Smut

Tags: smut, nsfw, dom!reader, sub!leon, teasing, pet names/praise kink, begging

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This was torture for Leon, sitting at the campfire as he watched as Y/n was telling a story, they looked stunning with the orange light reflecting on their face. Leon was smitten by them, he always formed crushes easily but this one was so much different, it bordered on obsession sometimes. Leon loved strong, powerful characters and that was what initially attracted him to them, but after spending what little time he had in the Fog made fall into blind love. Y/n was magnetic and stunning, pulling him in with subtle glances that they’d turn flirty with a simple wink and adorable chuckle, it left his brain blue screened. Or the powerful energy you have, powerful was an understatement. Being in your presence of pure confidence and lightheartedness was almost regal, it was warm and inviting and Leon felt himself, like many others, at ease despite this hellish landscape. He loved their sarcastic and flirty humour, always twisting conversations or simple passing words into a suggestive joking theme. Leon was enthralled with watching you, but he wanted more like a greedy child. He quickly found it harder to be in your presence, not because of anything negative but rather the amount of sexuality they exude left him boiling under the collar. Leon wanted them so much and he couldn’t tell if they did too, Y/n flirted with everyone, that was their thing, and it was torture to watch.

Leon noticed he becomes jealous when you would be flirty with David, Feng, or Yui, you seem to swing every way and he hated your attention being divided. Leon wanted Y/n’s attention solely on him. Even now they would gently push nearby survivors when joking, he wishes he was in their place. Just as Leon was about to move closer to he feels the Entity calling him into a trial, this was bad timing.

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Coldwind farm, Y/n appeared near the main building and a plan already starting to form in their head. They wanted this to be over quickly, in all honesty, Y/n wanted to just be back at the camp already bored of the yellow fields of corn. Working on the centre gen would make the rest of the gens be spread out and taking the middle one early in the game would give a slight advantage, it was the best plan so far at least. Not long after working, they hear heavy breathing following by footfalls, no heartbeat so it wasn’t a killer, looking over Y/n sees Leon somewhat frazzled as he paused to awkwardly watch you.

“If you take a picture, it will last longer,” Y/n calls out to him, and he responds by tilting his head slightly like a puppy.

“You’re staring. Are you going to help me or not?” They clarify before turning to lean on the gen and pick on the poor blond.

Leon quickly strides up and starts working beside Y/n, Leon thought he was slick with all the “unnoticed” glances he took of Y/n. They ignored and brushed them off at the moment, that was until halfway through the gen when Y/n addressed him without taking their eyes away from the work. “Something on my face, love?” their eyes flicking over to catch his embarrassed shock.

“Wha-oh uh, no I-” Before Leon could finish the terror radius could be heard, Leon instinctively snatching Y/n’s wrist and pulling the both of you into a nearby locker.

A startled gasp squeaked out with how roughly Leon pulled them in and what didn’t help was how tight the locker was, obviously not made for two people. Y/n awkwardly shift trying to turn so their back wasn’t pressed against Leon in a vain attempt to get comfortable.

Facing him Y/n look up to chastise in a hushed tone “You know I could have looped the killer while you finished the generator.”

Leon looks down somewhat taken aback, his lips press into a thin line as he looks away, was he embarrassed?

“Unlike you, I actually know how to loop.” Y/n press an accusing finger to his chest in an innocent jesting manner.

Leon’s mind momentarily floods of the last trial he had with them, him being downed by the Clown moments after being found. Luckily, they were there to save him with a flashlight. Leon’s face burned brighter as his heart beating so hard, he thought it was going to pop out as he wrapped his arms around Y/n’s waist. Leon finally got their undivided attention but at what cost, he was pressed against them and they didn’t seem to mind but rather dead set on tormenting him. Just as they opened their mouth to continue Leon uses one hand to press Y/n’s head into his chest, as much as he loves their voice Leon needed them to stop teasing, he can’t focus. He felt as their hands gently rested on the sides of his uniform, Leon rested his face in their hair as his eyes kept trained on the slits of the locker looking for the killer, anticipating the doors being ripped open.

Leon’s breathing is become heavier, that greediness starting to bubble up once more and Leon willfully drowning in Y/n’s sweet scent only made it worse. They could feel his heartbeat as their cheeked was pressed to his left breast, with the heavy breathing Y/n thought that he was having a panic attack. Immediately they felt guilty for teasing him, raising their hands to his chest they waited for the killer to leave before pushing themselves slightly away to look at him.

“Are you alright?” they asked in a gentle tone.

“Huh?” Leon’s attention snapped down to them, “Oh, y-yeah. Why?”

“Thought you were having a panic attack on me or something, didn’t want you to die of cardiac arrest.”

Leon’s eyes darted around awkwardly as he still blushed, he was waiting for Y/n to push themselves out of his embrace but it didn’t happen. He didn’t want to look back down at them as he felt his face burn more, it was ridiculous with how much he was desperate for you.

“Hard for me not to have a heart attack when I have such a pretty thing clinging onto me for dear life.” Leon teases back, might as well return the energy, right?

Y/n scoffed in surprise; they liked the sudden confidence. “Really now?" Finally clueing in.

“Yes, really.” Leon clarifies leaning down slightly.

“Hm, interesting.” Y/n lowered their voice before leaning in slightly “Because it seemed to me you were the one getting all hot n’ bothered.” Leon’s face burned more.

Y/n’s hands slowly drifted up until they wrapped around Leon’s neck and they further pressed themself into him, “do I have that much of an effect on you?”.

“Maybe.” He says through a smile, at this point they were but a distance from an actual kiss.

Y/n laughs gently, “Tell me, Officer Kennedy, do you always get horny saving the day in your missions?”

Leon’s brain stopped, what was be meant to say, ‘No, only with you?’ Before he could respond Y/n was ready with another quip, “What a shame, I thought police were trained to function under pressure.”

“I can function!” Leon defended indignantly.

“Really?” They laughed out.

“Yeah.”

“Well,” they leaned in “Let’s see how much pressure you can take.” Y/n’s finally closed the gap.

With one hand rooted in the blond locks of the rookie as the other felt the chiselled abs through his button-up. Leon kneaded the tender flesh of Y/n’s thighs as the other pressed the small of their back further into himself. Innocent butterfly kisses were spread across each other others lips but Leon wanted more, so he delicately brushed his tongue across the bottom of their lip. Y/n opened their mouth to allow access which Leon eagerly accepted now holding their head. However, Y/n quickly pushed away only to allow him to have a taste, Leon desperately chased back for their lips with a whine.

“Now, now, remember we’re still in a trial.” Y/n voiced out in a sultry tone.

“Wha-“Leon’s mind was still bussing in a haze

“Leon, it wouldn’t be very kind of us if we selfishly spend the entire game here.” Their hands slipping down his chest and close to his belt as Leon finds his pants becoming tighter by the second.

“I, um- I guess not.”

“Good,” Y/n said in a chipper tone and jumped out of the locker as if nothing happened.

Leon was left in a confused daze as they moved back to the generator he forgot was there, “Well, Mr Kennedy, are you going to help me?

Throughout the rest of the trial was delicious torture, Y/n carried on working on the generators as Leon followed like a lost pup desperate for affection. After every generator or totem Leon cleansed Y/n would call him a “good boy” or “pretty little puppy” and pull him for a kiss, again repeating the gentle butterfly kisses before allowing him to deepen it, giving him a little more time from the last before pushing away. Luckily for Leon, the killer was busy with the two other survivors for the entire trial. But this constant teasing and ‘spicy’ praises were just enough to keep him at a high with no real relief, to the point where when Y/n was powering the gate Leon held them from behind while panting in their ear like a dog in heat.

Now they were back at the camp and Leon had to collect himself or at least try his best to, still flushed face and huffing Leon kept his gaze down trying to avoid being seen by the other survivors. Y/n already striding up to the others happily chatting away, how could they do this to him? Just as he looks up he makes eye contact with Claudette who immediaty comments, "You alright Leon?"

"Yeah." He doesn't say much more unable to think of any excuses, luckily for him, Y/n swept in to save the day.

"Leon's sick, in the trial he mentioned he started getting all hot. Fever maybe." They lied smoothly through their teeth.

"Oh, I'm sorry. I hope you feel better!" Claud shifts her attention to the blushing blond as Y/n turn to pass a blissful wink.

"Would you like me to find some herbs to help?" She asked innocently, Leon's stomach dropped. The last thing he needed was Claudette to interrupt him and Y/n, he was already barely hanging on.

"That's very sweet of you Claud," Y/n started, Leon looking over in betrayal.

"-But I think we should wait, the Entity might heal him like she does whenever we come back from a trial with Plague." They continue to the relief of Leon.

"Right now I think he just needs some rest, right baby?" Y/n turned with an devilishly innocent smile plastered across their face but Leon knew better.

"Y-yeah." He turned his gaze away wishing Y/n would just move already

Y/n walked over and to him by the hand before wrapping his arm over their shoulder, they seemed to be committing to the idea Leon was weak because of some false ailment. Walking over Y/n lead the both of them to their hut, gently closing the door with their foot before dropping Leon's arm and continuing inside. Leon stood there awkwardly not knowing what to do, did Y/n want him to make a move or to wait for their signal. He stared into their back watching as Y/n slowly took the coat off, watching the skin of their arms slowing being exposed. Has he really been that riled up that something as simple as showing their arms turns into a sensual display?

"So," they turn and lean on the dresser behind them. "How should I take care of your illness, Officer Puppy?"

Leon's voice was caught in his throat. With careful strides, Y/n approaches Leon before they were face to face looking up at him, "Would you prefer we play by ear then, pretty pup?"

He nods and Y/n chuckles a breathless laugh in response.

The second they started to lean in Leon dove for the kiss with absolute desperation, immediately deepening the kiss had his hands wondered with no destination. The kiss breaks only for a moment to breathe, Y/n giggles as they grab Leon's hands and place them on their waist. "Let me help you."

Leon pushed back in for another kiss. This time one hand move to the back of Y/n's shirt gently finding its way under and caressing the smooth skin of their back, wanting more he gropes one ass cheek. God, he was an ass man, thighs too, and Y/n had everything and more. Using his grip Leon pushed them further into himself, frantic for more contact.

He pulls back to see that Y/n is finally starting to blush, "Am I now getting you all hot and bothered, now?"

"Maybe, but at least I wasn't the one who had to have their ass saved back at camp." Y/n quipped back.

"So much for being able to handle pressure." They continued mercilessly.

"Hey, that's not fair! I wasn't the one railing me up the entire trial." the officer defended.

"True, however, I wasn't one who started it by pulling me into a locker and getting all handsy."

Leon whimpered, "Your cruel, can't you be nice?"

"Oh, I don't think I can be. What's the matter, don't like it?" Y/n leaned back into his face.

"No, I do." Leon smiled like an idiot.

"Will you at least take off that vest?" Y/n cocked an eyebrow as their hands ran up his sides.

"What, scared I'll hurt you?" They scoffed.

"No!" Leon blurted out thinking he may have hurt their feelings.

"Well, maybe you should." Y/n winked, "Now can you please take it off like a good boy?" they sat down on the bed.

No matter what Y/n said it seemed they always knew what to say to him, that vest was never dropped faster as he made his way over. Sitting down and leaning for another kiss Leon moves to straddle Y/n and places his hands by their head as they lay down. "Didn't realise you wanted to top," Y/n said in genuine surprise.

Leon realises only now that he actually didn't want to, he got carried away but he didn't want to admit it. He instead just watch them awkwardly hoping that they'd understand, Y/n scoffed. "You really didn't, did you?"

Leon's face burned more, what was he supposed to say, just admit he was a bottom? "Alright, alright. Rollover," they instructed as they tapped his side.

Y/n was now straddling Leon gently trailing the pads of their fingers over his shirt, gently they start to unbutton his shirt and took theirs off at the same time. Leon's eyes trapped watching the delicate movements, whining the entire time. Pushing up the white undershirt Y/n now trailed their hands over his abs and chest, undoing the belt Y/n now moved his pants down at an agnising pace.

"Please!" Leon suddenly yelped out surprising the both of them.

"Oh my." Y/n put a hand to their chest in a sarcastic shock.

"Please, I-I can't, nhg!" Leon's eyes were squeezed shut as his brows were furrowed, the erection being painful at this point.

"Poor little baby boy, did I really leave you unattended for so long?" Leon nodded at the words but kept his eyes closed.

"Aw, I'm sorry, puppy." They palmed his erection through his wet boxers before pulling them down and revealing his erection and continued to pump his shaft. Leon's mouth was left agape as careless moans came out, finally, there was some relief but he needed more, now.

"Ugh, Y-Y/n," They picked up the pace and continued to jack the blushing blond off.

"Y/n!" Leon called again this time in a more whinner call.

"What's the matter, babe?"

"I," huffing out, "I need you."

"I'm here, dummy." They teased.

"N-no! I need to be inside!" His face was scrunched up, hands balled on the bedsheets.

"Well since you've been such a patient boy, I suppose you've earned it." Y/n leaned onto their knees, taking off their pants and underwear to line his cock to their entrance before sinking down to the base.

Both of them signing out in relief, Leon moved his hands to Y/n's hips and gripped with bruising strength, he started to grind into Y/n desperate for them to move. They got the memo and started to ride him at a steady pace and increasing, Leon finally having the needed care he craved for. Moaning without shame or knowledge he was in bliss, he wasn't going to last long with all this teasing and torture. Y/n move their hands up to his chest for a better angle, using one hand they started to focus on their own pleasure rubbing their head. The pillow prince to busy to even notice.

Y/n already felt him twitching inside, moments away from cumming. And in moments Leon tossed his head back as he came inside, his vision turning white as the world faded away. Y/n carefully rode him through his high, letting the blond catch his breathe and collect himself. "You alright?"

Leon nodded.

"Good, because we're just starting." Leon peeked an eye open to look at Y/n, sweat glistening their forehead making them looking like their shining. He wasn't going to complain.

Such a pretty crier <3

Requested by anon: Tate's internal dialogue seeing listener for the first time.

AI AUDIO / 18+ (Kinda' nsfw, but mostly sfw. it's just Tate being a teenage boy ' what r u wearing' type energy.) Headphone warning!

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HOLY FUCK IT IS ONE AM AND I HAVE CLASSES IN THE MORNING BUT-

BILLY HARGROVE audio recs

18+

1. Billy owns you

2. Billy takes control

3. Neighbor! Billy

4. Vanilla! Billy

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Brandon Rogers quotes as the creeps

5 year old will: *crying*

LJ: why you crying? You crying cause I lost my wallet?

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LJ: Christmas ain't cancelled, motherfucker

LJ: Christmas ain't ever cancelled as long as you know how to steal *pulls out a candy bag from under his clothes* merry Christmas, asshole

HOW IS THIS MAN SO FINE

HOW DARE HE