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Indie . Priv . Sel . Multimuse for muses from Remedy games, written by Light, She/Her, 30+, MST

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Indie . Priv . Sel . Multimuse for Remedy Games muses Written by Light, She/Her, 30+, MST This is a sideblog and will follow back from @cybrvce

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I'm gonna be so fr, I don't love Jesse's new look. I might design something else for her.

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I'M SO EXCITED FOR CONTROL RESONANT, I NEED A DYLAN TO MY JESSE 😭 I'll never be over them, I adore siblings, I adore them.

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italian vintage leather combat boots

[ruadrisresources]

Physical Contact Starters

No explicit NSFW, but some could be interpreted that way. Alter as necessary!

SOFT

“Your hands are so warm.”

“Ah, that feels good…”

“Wait… are you braiding my hair?”

“Is it okay if I lean on you?”

“Just hold me for awhile. Please.”

“You don’t mind me touching you there, right?”

“Oh! I didn’t mean to fall asleep leaning on you.”

“Don’t stop stroking my hair…”

“Be gentle with me.”

“Y’know, I could go for a back rub right now. Just saying.”

“Please… Kiss me, even if it’s just this once.”

“I bet I’m strong enough to pick you up.”

“Can I use your lap as a pillow?”

“Touch me. I don’t care how. I just need to feel something right now…”

“I could kiss you all over.”

“That tickles!”

“Mind washing my back for me?”

“I didn’t know you were the cuddling type.”

“I love how soft your lips are.”

“Don’t get up just yet, I’ll miss having you next to me.”

“No one’s kissed me like that in a long time.”

ROUGH

“Ow! That fucking hurt!”

“Keep talking, and I’ll seriously slap the shit out of you.”

“You stepped on my foot!”

“Did you do that on purpose?”

“Please be more gentle next time…”

“Don’t squeeze so tight!”

“Hey, don’t touch me there. It hurts.”

“Did you just bite me?!”

“Next time I’ll hit you like I mean it.”

“Is that the best you’ve got?”

“Sorry, I didn’t mean to hurt you.”

“I’ll make you bleed.”

“You really can’t take a hit, can you?”

“Hey!! What was that for?!”

“Shit, are you crying? I didn’t mean to do it that hard.”

“That stung a little. Go easy on me next time.”

“Don’t tell me you can’t handle a little sparring.”

“You almost knocked me over!”

“I won’t stop until I hear you scream.”

“That’s gonna leave a bruise…”

“You broke my nose!”

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Alan Wake 2: Night Springs

Episode 2: North Star

[mistysblueboxstuff]

black calla lilies for the Director

black calla lilies are often associated, among other things, with mystery, mourning and transformation

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She knew Alan could be a brat, but God him in this moment, turned her on more than she would ever admit. When he pressed her flat against the wall a grin spread across her lips. One thing should would promise to him was not to play any games. But he knows her better than anyone else.

The restraints were weak to her but this made it more exciting. When lowered to her knees, her eyes first lock onto his cock. How it ached for attention. Her gaze raises to look up at him. She watches each flicker of frustration on his face before leaning in closer to his cock. Her tongue dragging along each inch. If she had a heart it would be pounding against her chest right now.

He tasted delicious in more ways than one. The tip of her tongue flicks off the head with a soft pants as her hands ball in the restraints. Her raven hand cascading down along her spine as she moves in more, letting more of his length slip inside her mouth. Her lips sealing around the shaft as she bobs her head slowly with a soft hum.

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Alan lets his head roll back as he presses his lips together and exhales through his nose. He doesn't want to groan or gasp or anything that would give her the satisfaction of knowing what she's doing to him.

As if it isn't obvious. He's hard as she licks her way along his cock. His hand curls into her hair tightly. He fucking aches so hard inside the warm confines of her mouth. The way she pulls back to flick her tongue across the tip, and he swears he can hear her giggle, though there's no sound that reaches his ears.

Without warning, he thrusts his hips into her mouth while pulling her hair tightly to hold her in place, replacing her rhythmic head bobbing with forceful face fucking. He hates that he's given in, that he's gotten so damn lonely, so touchstarved, that he's allowed this of himself. He feels himself getting close embarrassingly quickly - but it's been years since Alice, since he's known how to keep up with her stamina.

With an erratic jerk of his hips, he cums hard on her tongue, to the feel of her laving it around him. He hates this. Hates himself. Clenching his teeth, he releases her hair and refuses to look at her.

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She doesn't even have a moment to say any snarky remark. And damn did it feel good. It felt... Her thoughts melted away with ease. That wasn't part of the story... To hell with it. There was no big bad villain, there was no hero. Not in this moment...

She free hand pressed him to the wall. Just to taste a little longer. There was a soft moan that escapes her lips. She wanted him. Scratch needed him.. Her fingers curl under his tie loosening it from around his neck. Her eyes flicker to his gaze. She wants to take her time. There was no need to rush the moment.

This may be the first and last time she could spend with Alan.

Her nails lightly claw their way down to his belt. Her tongue licks up her lips, wetting them in anticipation. She turns her gaze down to the belt, releasing it from each loop before tossing it over her shoulders.

Her lips trail kissed along his bearded jawline as her hand slips along the front of his pants tugging away at the button of his suit pants.

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She's eager in a way she hasn't been until now, and he knows it's because he's finally caved to her. It may just be the once, it will likely never happen again, but fuck does he crave this. Through hooded gaze, she looks enough like Alice that he can pretend. Alice was never this craven, always flirting, teasing, playing her sweet little game that he loves.

He doesn't need Scratch to be Alice in any other way, though. This is enough. His eyes close as his head falls back, a low groan rumbling in his chest. He's already half hard. Part of him is ashamed. Part of him doesn't care.

As she pulls his belt from its loops and slings it over her shoulder, he immediately grabs the belt back, forces her around, and presses her against the wall, back to him. "No games," he says softly as he winds the belt around her wrists in a makeshift restraint he knows she could break out of if she wants to. He doesn't care.

Once done, he spins her around again and, with one hand undoing his pants and starting to push them just far enough down for his cock to spring free, he uses his other hand on her shoulder to push her to her knees.

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Scratch smirks at him and gives him a peck on his lips, smearing her ruby lips to his lips. "Hmm. So that's what you taste like." She can't help but chuckle.

Random asks are love incarnate!

Alan's caught off guard by the woman, her dark tendril-like fingers snaking their way to his jaw where she holds it as she leans in to kiss him, quicker than he could have anticipated. His first instinct is to push her away, but there's something intoxicating about her lips, something dark and rich, at the same time bitter. Coffee, he thinks, remembering the sharp taste of black coffee waking him up in the morning, staving off a hangover - alcohol or nyquil, depending on the day - as he slides into Alice's arms and-

And god he misses her. Everything he does, he does for her. Except this one thing.

Because Scratch looks enough like Alice, sounds like her, feels like her. It's not his finest moment, but sometimes he's weak, even now, grabbing her wrist with one hand, her waist with the other, and pulling her against him, not letting her speak before he kisses her again, forcefully this time, prying her lips apart so he can try to get a taste of her again, to dip into the memory of something he hasn't had in years, not properly. Coffee, his wife, a woman - all of the above. The Dark Place isn't kind to the basic needs of a man, and he's resisted Scratch for so long.

Maybe he deserves a moment of weakness.

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"A Breaker? I thought all of you disappeared."

@cybrvce

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"I may not know where I am, but I'm still around. Where uh...wherever this place is."

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uhhh anyway, these things sure are fucking creepy

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indie . priv . sel . multimuse ft. muses from the Remedy extended universe loved by Light

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as you descend, deeper and deeper, the things you made- the things you hurt- groan and sway. you can’t stand to look at them. you don’t WANT to look at them. and so you don’t. their ribs and organs and blood can wait. they can wait.

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