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bunnystalker · 5 months

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albert wesker hcs pt.2 (re1-re5) (18+)

a/n; overall headcanons for whiskers himself! both nsfw and sfw, mostly nsfw. these are just my opinions and if they're ooc, i'm sorry. i'd like to say that im so down bad it's horrible and laughable. probably my longest post yet my computer is killing itself.

cw; nsfw content (i.e. kink talk, genitalia discussions and descriptions, mentions of dubcon and CNC, collaring mentions, cockwarming, impact play, light bondage, bdsm themes, dom/sub relationship)

˖⁺‧₊˚♡˚₊‧⁺˖ hex codes ˖⁺‧₊˚♡˚₊‧⁺˖

applies to all variants

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ - overall skintone is #F6E5DE

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ - his eyes are #adcfe6

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ - his cock starts with #f6e5de, fades to #F1D8CD. tip is #ffc8b5.

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ - his hair (pubes included) is #F0E2B6

₊˚⊹♡size and habits ₊˚⊹♡

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ - he's 8" in length, definitely can't close your fingers around it. thick vein on the underside.

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ - 6'2 in height, more lean than muscular. towers over most.

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ - definitely well groomed. not very hairy in general, thus he doesn't have very much hair to groom. cuts his hair (in the bathroom by himself mind you) every month.

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ - re1 eats as needed, the healthy 3 times a day, and plenty of water to stay on top of his game. re5 doesn't have the need to eat or drink. he's no longer 100% human and his appetite diminished within months of taking doses of Uroboros.

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ - reads a lot when he's not working. non-fiction, science-based literature to expand his knowledge. his wits came naturally, sure, but that doesn't mean he can't maintain them. at home, when he's truly by himself, he doesn't wear his sunglasses. he has an actual prescription pair that's a similar style to his sunglasses, just without the tint.

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ - his guilty pleasures are romance novels. the vampire kind, specifically. he finds them entertaining though he often makes fun of the cheesier ones. when he stumbles across the occasional good one, he rereads it over and over again until he's worn out the spine.

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ - he drinks wine. not one for beer, truthfully, but will drink some here and there. whiskey is his second choice.

⋆˙⟡♡⟡⋆˙kinks⋆˙⟡♡⟡⋆˙

୨୧ - (re1) at the beginning of your relationship, he'll only do something if you ask him to. he's never thought much about sexual exploration given his long, *long* history of solitude. he refuses to do anything that might injure you- knifeplay, gunplay, impact play (light or hard), etc. sure, he'll tie you up if you ask, he doesn't mind. he plays into your desires.

୨୧ - (re1) the more he researches, the more he finds he likes. he buys some ribbon to bind you with- the flimsy kind you can get out of quickly should you need to. he loves pink on you. he only binds your wrists together, nothing too intense. maybe he blindfolds you, uses a toy on you, or overstimulates you. consent checks regularly, as well. you use safewords should you need them.

୨୧ - (re5) fully established kinks. he's less human and less rational, but he knows to respect your boundaries. he leaves bite marks all over you and demands that you don't cover them up with makeup or clothing. he likes owning you. you're given a collar, of which you can put on or take off as you please, but during which you are fully submissive to him and whatever he wants you to do.

୨୧ - (re5) consensual nonconsensual (cnc) is his favorite. of course, you have to be wearing your collar for him to take advantage of you. safewords are a must for the both of you. he's never submissive, definitely a hard dom. he doesn't feel the need for knives or guns, but he does love impact play. loves shutting up your bratty mouth by slapping you and manhandling you. he's switched to handcuffs instead of ribbon if he deems them necessary.

୨୧ - (re5) since Uroboros has diminished his humanity by a good chunk, he's more animalistic towards you. aside from marking you up, he's obsessed with breeding. adores cumming inside you until you're leaking it. he knows you love it just as much as he does. at some point, it becomes routine. "such a slut. can't go a day without being fucked full of cum." he degrades you lightly, nothing that would genuinely hurt. simple things i.e slut, whore, toy, doll, dumb, stupid, etc.

༘⋆✿ favorite positions ༘⋆✿

๋࣭ ⭑ - (re1) he likes seeing your face. he loves watching your face twist and contort with the pleasure he gives you. adores being able to see all of you, all of what he does to you. eye contact drives him crazy. if you're blindfolded, he won't finish until you're done. he'll ask if he can take your blindfold off between kisses to your face.

๋࣭ ⭑ - missionary is a must. your first time with each other is missionary- the romantic first time you'd see in movies where he takes his time to make you feel valued. the lotus position is another one he likes if you're going to be on top. he's okay with you riding him too, if you really want, but he'd prefer to be the one in control.

๋࣭ ⭑ - if you both aren't feeling sex, he loves getting you off by having you sit on his face or using his fingers on you. he doesn't need anything in exchange either. he's found that he doesn't like receiving head, as he finds it to be degrading towards you, and that's the last thing he wants. but if you insist, he allows it. he mutters praises as you take him down to the base, swallowing around him in an attempt to not gag.

๋࣭ ⭑ - mutual masturbation is something he's weak for. he loves watching your hand try to fit around him as you stroke his cock so eagerly, his fingers buried in your weeping entrance.

๋࣭ ⭑ - (re5) he prefers less intimacy, not like how he used to. he thinks it's too human, something he's made quite clear that he's not anymore. he'll fuck you just about anywhere. he prefers doggy with his arm around your neck, keeping you in a chokehold. bonus points if you beg him to breed you in this position.

๋࣭ ⭑ - what he gets, he'll give. you give him head, something he's come to enjoy, he'll give you head with the same enthusiasm.

๋࣭ ⭑ - cockwarming is a must. prefers it while he's either reading or working at his desk. sometimes, he'll make you read to him and thrust up into you occasionally so you stumble over your words. when he gets impatient, he pins you down and fucks into you until he comes at least twice inside of you.

๋࣭ ⭑ - wearing your collar? he'll fuck you while you're cuddling. spooning is preferred, but whether you're sitting on his lap, lying on top of him, or him on top of you, he's putting his cock inside you. very rarely does he do slow and soft, but if you're both tired, he'll be careful with you. he loves sitting you in his lap, his forceful grip on your hips, and moving you like a ragdoll. superhuman strength pays off in situations like this. his fingertips leave bruises that make his cock twitch whenever he sees them.

˗ˋˏ ♡ ˎˊ˗ pet names ˗ˋˏ ♡ ˎˊ˗

𓆩♡𓆪 - (re1) calls you darling, dearest, dear, little dove, dove. adores praising you and could for days on end. (i.e. "that's it, dear, you're doing so well for me. are you alright? should i stop?)

𓆩♡𓆪 - (re5) calls you pet, dear, bunny, darling, slut, whore, dolly. praises and degrades you. (i.e. "what a good fucking whore, taking my cock so well. you were made for taking my cock, my personal whore. i'm going to ruin you for anyone else." )

#bunny's headcanons ໒꒰ྀིっ˕ ｡꒱ྀི১ #bunnystalker ૮꒰ ˶• ༝ •˶꒱ა ♡#resident evil headcanons #albert wesker headcanons #albert wesker smut #albert wesker x reader #resident evil #albert wesker #resident evil fanfiction #albert wesker i love youuuu #writing #resident evil smut #sorry this is so long #im down horrendous

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lara60 · 1 month

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i have to post this screenshot again because tumblr literally flagged it the first time. nolan's cleavage is too powerful

#im down horrendous #invincible #invincible spoilers #nolan grayson

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chrisbangs · 9 months

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#chan #bang chan #stray kids #skz #createskz #*gifs #*m #IM SORRY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!#self indulgent...#14 frames long and FOR MEEEEE #giggling like ive never done bfore #im down horrendous #i adore this...

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cutelittleexo · 8 months

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Guardians (and Drifter) when they first saw Hive Eris

(This is also up on my YouTube Channel and TikTok!)

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flospurpura · 7 months

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i’m sorry but this is the hottest thing a woman can do

#bada #bada lee #dream woman #im down bad #im down horrendous #i have a type #Girls who dance #dancers #street dance #street woman fighter 2 #swf2 #team bebe

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crazybojoe · 2 months

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MY WORD.

This is illegal, WHY IS HE HOT.

#liu kang #mortal kombat #omg i love him #im down horrendous #hot as fuck #mortal kombat 1 #mk1 #mk1 2023 #midwaygames #netherrealm studios

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whydoeseveryonewanttobangchan · 1 year

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☁️ Suddenly, there’s nothing in this world you’d want more than to please him… ☁️

✎ Pairing: Chan x fem!reader

✎ Genre: Smut

✎ Summary: You run into a hot stranger at CVS, chaos ensues.

✎ CW: Oral sex, public sex

✎ Word count: 2,269 nice

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Your last lipstick broke (rip) so you’re back at cvs to find something acceptable. Why are there so many? Why are they so cheap? Why has god abandoned us?

Then there are footsteps to your left. You look toward the noise and he meets your gaze with soft eyes and a slight smile and turns his attention to the concealer. You go back to CoverGirl but now your thoughts are a little foggy.

You sneak another glance. Hm, maybe he’s born with it, but maybe it is Maybelline. You giggle at your dumb ass and feel eyes on you again. You look over just in time to find his eyes traveling back up your body.

He blushes and tries to hide his face but the damage is done. You chuckle to yourself and enjoy watching him panic.

He looks back and shyly says, “sorry…” with a hint of an accent and pulls his beanie further down his face.

“No worries,” you reply, “you’re not so bad yourself.”

His blush deepens and he can’t help but look again. He catches himself and fixes his eyes back on the makeup but reaches down to adjust his gray sweatpants not so casually.

You feel the blood rush to your face and unintentionally clench pretty much everything — your teeth, your fists, your chest, your vaginal walls.

Then an idea hits you — you’re not this kind of person typically, but you see him twitch again and the thought of sucking off a stranger in a drug store suddenly seems so exciting. You take a deep breath and decide to shoot your shot.

You walk over to him as casually as you can and stop a few inches to his right, turning to face maybelline’s offerings with the incredibly hot stranger.

“Please tell me to fuck off if I’m misinterpreting things, but I would love to help you take care of that not so little problem you have there.”

He looks at you almost in disbelief, but you’re pretty sure you see a little fire behind his eyes.

“I’m gonna head back to the ladies room, and if you would like to join me, just knock 6 times and I’ll give you a warm welcome,” you say and stick your pointer finger in your mouth just 1 knuckle deep, then pull it out slowly.

You see his eyes widen but keep your cool and step around him to head to the bathroom. Your heart is about to pound out of your chest, but knowing he’s still watching you put on the best, most confident show you can.

You’re barely in the bathroom long enough to adjust your top and bite your lips a bit to bring out some color when you hear a knock. No, two. 3, 4, 5, 6. Holy fuck. One last glance in the mirror, a deep breath, and you walk to the door.

You grasp the handle and twist, meeting the handsome stranger’s eyes as you pull the door open. You smirk.

“Hey cutie,” he says with a smirk of his own.

His face is beet red but you were right about his eyes. There’s an intensity there.

He asks, “May I come in?” with that pretty accent and you step to the side. He shuts the door behind him and presses his back against it.

You get the idea neither of you have done this before but instinct takes over and next thing you know your bodies are pressed together — one of your hands slides around his neck and the other settles on his muscular chest. His arms loop around you too, one heads for the small of your back and the other to the base of your skull.

It’s warm and sloppy but his lips are soft and plump and kind of waxy like he just put Vaseline on and you kind of like it. He wastes no time pushing his tongue into your mouth to find your tongue, playfully flicking it up and down. He bites your lip gently at first, testing it out, and bites down a little harder when he hears the tiny moan come from the back of your throat.

His cock is begging to escape his sweats, pushing up against your leg. You press your thigh into him, moving your leg just a little to give him the tiniest bit of friction. His tongue pauses then, pulling back behind his plush lips, and you decide it’s time.

You bite down on his lower lip, dragging it as you slowly slide down his body. You keep your hands on him and your face as close as you can so he can feel your hot breath travel lower and lower. You maintain eye contact as long as you can until your attention switches to his twitching length.

You settle into a crouch and press your fingers and palm flat against his cock and hear his breath hitch. Your hand slides up to feel his abs before heading back down to his waistband.

Your eyes glance up again, and he’s looking at you expectantly, and suddenly there’s nothing in this world you’d want more than to please him.

You pull at the elastic on his boxers and take them and the sweats down in one swoop. His dick slips out, rising excitedly at the new freedom and attention.

Your hand reaches around to slide his bottoms over his full ass, applying pressure as you go. God, what an ass. The boxers and sweats settle around his thighs, giving you full access to his beautiful cock.

You cup a ball in your left hand and wrap the other hand around the base of his shaft. You tease the tip with your breath before tonguing his slit and sliding your lips over his head. He moans louder this time and leans his head back, making a soft thud on the door.

You take him out of your mouth — maintaining a slow stroke with your hand — and warn him, “hush, babe, I need you to be quiet for me, can you do that?”

He nods and gets out an “uh huh…” right before you slip him back into your mouth.

You take him in as far as you can, then push a little further til he hits the back of your throat. He starts to release another moan but you look up to meet his eyes sternly, and he places a hand over his mouth. His other moves to the back of your head, roughly gripping your hair.

You take him in and out, working him with both hands as you go. He thrusts gently at first, but you let him take control and he fucks your face at his preferred pace, forcing your head forward and back with his fingers laced through your hair.

Seconds later, his thighs start shaking and he breathes out, “I’m close… Can I…” and you tighten your lips around him, grabbing his ass with both hands to show you’re not going anywhere.

Your eyes meet his and then he’s coming in warm, wet waves down your throat, with his hand still over that beautiful mouth to muffle the sound of his delicious moans.

Once he’s spent, trusting the bathroom door with all his weight, you gently pull back and let him slip out of your mouth. You get up and walk toward the mirror to compose yourself, using a paper towel to wipe mascara stains and spit from your freshly fucked face.

You assume that’s it, patting yourself on the back for a job well done and go to grab your purse, but he suddenly looks at you sternly.

“Naur. Your turn.”

He pull his pants back up and pushes off the wall to move toward you. His hands quickly snake around your hips, running his palms flat against your ass and upper thighs as he moves lower to lift you, easily carrying you the few strides to the sink.

He sets you down quickly and presses his lips to yours, cupping a breast as his tongue explores your mouth again.

He reaches down to the button on your jeans, undoing it and pulling the zipper down in two swift motions. He pulls you off the sink slightly to slide them off, but leaves your thong in place.

He hoists you back onto the sink and slides his thumb under the lace, pushing it to the side and taking a second to admire before he hungrily digs in.

He’s keeping you steady with a hand on your ass and you brace yourself on the sink, arching up after a few seconds to give him a better angle. The combination of the cold of the porcelain on your hands and thighs and the mirror at your back and his hot breath and hands on you is driving you wild, but you can barely think.

As you push into him more firmly you think you hear him laugh, but you’re not sure. You aim your gaze down to check and you’re immediately met by those deep brown eyes, like he’s just been watching you intently the whole time. Your facial expression must reflect your surprise because you feel his lips curl into a slight smile against you and he pulls back a few inches to rub his tongue across his swollen, pussy-soaked lips.

He leans back in slightly, exhaling light breaths on you.

“Need a break?” He says with a smirk, running his thumb along the sides of your lips, massaging the area gently.

“Do you?” you playfully shoot back.

He smiles and looks back at you, almost in awe, still teasingly breathing only inches away.

“Can I feel you?” he almost mumbles, still staring longingly.

“What?” you quickly reply.

He lightly clears his throat and speaks louder, more confidently, this time, “I want to feel you, inside. Can I touch you?”

You almost laugh when you realize he’s serious, he’s nervous, he’s checking to make sure you want this.

Your breath catches as you reply, “Uh, yes,” sounding just a bit more eager than you’d prefer but who cares.

Next thing you know he’s back between your thighs using his tongue to coat every inch of your cunt in him. He alternates between putting pressure on your clit and sucking your lips, dipping his tongue inside you every now and then.

You’re starting to shake on the sink but he moans into you like you’re the best thing he’s ever tasted and you couldn’t care less about the cold against your thighs and hands and back.

He repositions his pinky to push your thong against your body and gives the rest of his fingers better access. He’s a tease, thumbing your folds and lightly pressing where you know he knows your clit is. You glance down again, and of course, his eyes are on your face, letting your expressions guide his fingers — like a little marionette. He has you wrapped around his finger but somehow you are still in control.

You maintain eye contact as he resumes exploring you, guiding him with slight indicators — eyes on him, rolling back into your head, staring off at the paper towel dispenser — he can tell what feels good and he’s so eager to please you he adjusts his technique accordingly.

He pulls back to take a breath and then his mouth is back and he’s three, no four fingers in you as far as they can go with his thumb applying firm pressure upwards, endlessly pressing against your clit. Your head rolls back again, landing against the mirror with a soft thud and a moan escapes your lips.

“Quiet babe,” he moans into you, a snark callback to what you had said earlier. But you don’t care. You’re so close. Your grip tightens on the sink for stability as your chest rises and falls so quickly. You’re so close.

You look down at him again. He’s no longer looking at you but looks so focused on making you cum it happens almost immediately. A high, breathy moan leaves your lips and your entire body shudders in pure pleasure. He sucks your clit and uses his fingers to put pressure on that perfect spot inside until your body relaxes again. As a finishing touch, he takes his tongue and runs from the bottom to top of your vulva, lapping up any juices left. Then he neatly slides your thong back into place.

He stands up slowly with your jeans in hand, offering them to you. You come back to planet Earth and take them from him, no intention to rush out just yet.

He smiles slightly and leans in to kiss you, satisfied with his work. He steps back and you hop off the sink to put your pants back on, reality starting to set in of exactly what just happened. Jesus Christ you’re in a CVS????

He’s still standing there though, and even after all that’s happened, he sheepishly asks for your number. You laugh at the absurd mess of the situation but oblige, taking the phone he offers to type your number in. You hand it back and he thanks you, checking to make sure you’re composed before moving toward the door.

With a hand on the knob, he turns back to joke, “same time next week?” with a cheeky wink.

“Sure,” you reply. “Just maybe somewhere else.”

He throws his head back and tightly closes his eyes as he laughs and opens the door, smiling at you as he heads back to civilization.

Once you’re alone in the bathroom, it takes a few seconds to regain your composure. But then, your first thought is, “oh fuck, what did I come here for again?”

#im down horrendous #chan smut #chan imagines #bang chan oneshot #bang chan imagines #bang chan smut #bangchan x reader #bangchan x you #chan x reader #chan x you #bang chan scenarios #bangchan hard hours #bang chan hard thoughts #stray kids smut #stray kids imagines #stray kids x you #bang chan

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astraxxei · 4 months

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I'm happy to see you're back pookie :)

Speaking of Leon from RE, I want him to put me in a chokehold with those big arms of his. I guess that's my request? Sorry for being immediately horny.

CHOKEHOLD ᶠᵗ : ˡᵉᵒⁿ ᵏᵉⁿⁿᵉᵈʸ.

Warnings: Suggestive. Young minors DNI.

You and Leon are on a mission together for the first time, a mission to neutralize an abandoned building from the infected and retrieve a lost item from there. However, the whole situation with you two just walking around to search the first floor of the building and Leon being, without a doubt, extremely annoyed from having the most annoying brat, in his opinion, to ever work at the R.P.D. as his partner for the mission, is extremely entertaining for you. You wanted to see just how mad he could get, because you found it so attractive. The way his large, strong frame towered over your small and vulnerable figure ignited something inside you that you never even knew existed. You couldn't help but imagine him growling in your ear...

Leon scoffs and grunts in annoyance at your lively and mischievous attitude.

"We are on a very serious mission. Quit acting like an infant."

However, you just giggle and continue behaving exactly like he hated. You play around with his nerves. You pretend to purposefully kick a bunch of metal pipes to make noise that will attract the zombies. Leon exhales in desperation. He doesn't know what to do with you.

Minutes later, you both arrive at the center of the building. On a dusty desk, you find the old, shiny antique - ish item you're supposed to retrieve and return to the R. P. D. Leon reaches out his hand to take it, but with a grin, you snatch it and quickly climb up to damaged window up high, staring at him with this smile of yours.

"Hey! Y/n, what the hell do you think you're doing! We're on this mission together!"

However, his words have no impact on you whatsoever. You're extremely curious on how he's going to react.

"Aww, but what if I tell everyone that I found it first and that I'm more worthy of recognition. What are you going to do? Huh, Leon?"

You immediately knew you went too far when you felt his hand grab your leg and pull you off, and when as soon as you got up, you saw him slide behind you with a swift movement and wrap his strong, muscular arm around your neck.

He leans near your ear. You keep a tight hold on the item, holding onto it for dear life. You hear his heavy breathing and his voice roughening, as his huge arm feels so tight around your small neck you almost feel like you're going to pass out. His tall figure holds you up in place firmly, your feet not touching the ground anymore. You sway your legs slightly and let out a little whimper. Even though you can barely breathe, you can't say that you didn't want this to happen. He smiles and whispers near your ear.

"You though that I'd let you annoy me since we got in the car. Who do you think I am?"

You let out an audible breath, looking in his direction. His grip is tight, but not too tight, just enough to keep you conscious.

"Now apologize, y/n, and don't make this any harder for you dear. This would have never happened if you didn't make me mad...But oh, you look like, you wanted this after all... Didn't you, y/n? What a filthy boy you are."

Your head is spinning, and your heart is beating rapidly. Your fingers release the item and it falls to the ground. You nod your head eagerly, letting out little whimpers and short breaths.

"I- I'm s- sorry...I- I won't..do it again- nghh..."

Hearing your exclamation, he lets go of your neck and puts you to the ground. He towers over you and grins, ruffling your hair softly as he sees your pretty face flushed red and hearing your erratic breaths.

"Good. Now be a good boy and behave. I promise I will reward you if you're good and actually useful. If not, I will punish you. Got it?"

Looking into his eyes with heart shaped ones, you nod your head. You never imagined that he would make you so flustered. Let alone, that you would end up being this worked up because of him.

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a/n: I AM DISRESPECTFULLY FOAMING IN THE MOUTH.

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