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Can you write something abt kissing Franco? š I think this man likes kissing
Note: Can you guys tell who my favorite PA is yet š Thank you for this request Anon it was fun!
Includes: Franco Barbi x Reader, Gender neutral! Reader, Slight NSFW
Word Count: 214
Content Warning: Slight NSFW, All of your usual Outlast warnings. Expect violence, sex / various unusual kinks, and overall pretty gnarly behavior after the break.
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Kissing Franco Barbi š¼
-Franco loves a good smooch.
-I say smooch instead of kiss because Franco is NOT a kisser, he is a smoocher. Itās always wet, lazily placed, and he pulls slowly with a loud pop.
-He also LOVES to bite you in between.
-In fact, donāt expect a makeout session with Franco, he finds that way too romantic. Rather expect him sitting in your lap, his hands tugging at your shirt as he makes it his own lifeās mission to cover as much of your body as he can with smooches before you tell him to knock it off, someone interrupts, or he can get even more out of you.
-Franco mainly aims for a few key points. Tummy, chest, thighs, nipples. Though you canāt really let him linger for too long or heāll start gnawing on you, eventually full on drawing blood, but even that wouldnāt stop him until you ripped him away.
-And because Francoās the kind of guy who forces being touchy 24/7, if he canāt smooch or nibble you whenever he wants heāll definitely whine and cry about it until he gets his way. How could you deprive him like that? The 8th amendment made cruel and unusual punishment illegal, you know.
reader sits on franco's faceš¤ would you mind writing something about this?
Note: Oh Franco Barbi the man you are. Thank you anon šā¤ļø
Includes: Franco Barbi x Reader, Gender neutral! Reader, NSFW
Word Count: 239
Content Warning: All of your usual Outlast warnings. Expect violence, sex / various unusual kinks, and overall pretty gnarly behavior after the break.
Face sitting With Franco Barbi š¼
-Franco would literally BEG on his knees for you to sit on his face. Heād sit right on your shoe, clinched onto your leg desperately as he drooled on your pants, his grubby little hands grabbing your hips desperately as he begged for you to give him what he wants; or rather needs.
-āBabyās cold. Baby wants something warm to cuddle up in.ā
-When you finally give in, Franco would beg for it everyday for the rest of his life. He just loves the feeling of it.
-Afraid of putting any pressure on him? Donāt worry, heād literally pull you further down onto his face. The pressure takes away a bit of the throbbing in his head. Plus, he just loves the warmth of it. It gives him the same thrill as burying himself in some womanās stomach, without having to lose him mommy!
-āI canāt help having a sweet tooth.ā
-Franco just loves getting a taste of you, feeling you drip into his mouth as his lips wrap around you and his lips and nose bury into the most intimate parts of your body. Heād suckle you just like his pacifier.
-Would NOT let you get up after cumming. Heād just hold you there and keep going at it or just stare up at you, loving the excitement and pleasure in your eyes.
-Speaking of cumming, if he could get it up heād probably cum in the process.
Pleaseā¦ more Dad Francoā¦ I read your HCās and it made me think of the āBaby Mode vs Daddy Modeā meme and then it made me sad because there was no more Franco Dadš
Note: ughhh I love this topic I would definitely write a oneshot for it
Content Warning: Mentions of infant neglect and child abuse, a bit of ableism, all of your usual Outlast warnings. Expect violence, sex / various unusual kinks, and overall pretty gnarly behavior after the break.
Dad!Franco Barbi + Child!Reader š¼
-Presuming Franco never enters the trials and instead settles into the cushy life of controlling Cuban law, maybe heād finally settle down and start a family!
-Or more likely, he knocks up a hooker heās liked enough to not slice open upon their first time meeting. In his mind, this was his mommy, and he couldāve kept her around for a while.. until this whole āpregnancyā thing came up.
-Franco chooses to blatantly ignore this woman, not caring enough about the situation to help her out or just kill her. until the inevitable happens; birth.
-This is where the clear divide between āgoodā (decent) and ābadā (HORRIBLE) would dad Franco happen.
GOOD!
-To everyoneās shock, your mother dies in childbirth. Lacking any other family willing to take you in because of their fear of your father, social services tells Franco itās either him or the orphanage.
-Franco isnāt too happy to have a drooling brat at his feet, but what kind of father would he be if he abandoned you? Sure, he had no issue with it a few months ago, but after hearing what happened to your mother he couldnāt help but relate to you, and maybe care about you in some sense.
-He would never be involved with acts of care like feeding, bathing, coddling, etc., solely because he finds himself too jealous. Franco instead pushes it off onto some housekeeper, so you really donāt see him unless itās time to play.
-Howeve, Franco would spoil you rotten when it comes to toys. Building blocks, cars, Barbieās, stuffed animals, anything you wanted! He would be super involved in playing with your toys, though the games he plays might give you a violent imagination.
-āwhat the fuck do you mean I canāt teach āem how to package product? Are you tellinā me how to raise my own kid? Do you know how fucked up that is?ā
-Consistently refers to you as āthe kidā because he honestly forgets your name
-Would try his best to get you into his life style early on, and would be SUPER proud if you if you succeed in it. Franco wouldnāt be above bragging to grunts about how murderous and cunning his child could be.
-Franco doesnāt talk about your mother much while raising you. He honestly didnāt know a lot about her. He just reminds you that what happened to her wasnāt your fault whenever heās feeling emotional.
-Physical affection is far and few between, but expect a noogie or a pat on the back every now and then.. but heāll definitely let you sleep with him if you have any nightmares.
-āYou did good, Picciriddu.ā
BAD!
-Your mother, disgusted that youāve been born with your fatherās deformities, drops you off at Francoās door one day with no warning. She couldnāt stand to look at you and think of him.
-You, a few weeks old, bawl your eyes out for about two hours before anyone even realizes youāre there. Finally, a housekeeper brings you to Franco.
-Heās less than pleased.
-Franco already views himself as ugly, and the idea heās passed that on to his own child gives him an unexplainable guilt. Not that he would ever tell you that, though.
-At the same time, when he decides to keep you and let the housekeeper care for you, heās extremely jealous of you. A baby that looks like him, getting carried for and coddled? That shouldāve been him. It always shouldāve been him. He starts to hate you for it.
-Out of this jealousy, Franco murders your mother. If youāre going to look like him, you donāt deserve the life he always wanted. He thinks if he had to suffer, so should you.
-He still spoils you with the best toys and clothes, but by throwing money at your caretaker rather than presenting it to you himself.
-Refers to you as āmaledizioneā, meaning curse.
-While never physically violent with you apart from a smack upside the head when you piss him off, Franco constantly degrades you and destroys your sense of self-worth, ultimately continuing the cycle of abuse.
Hi everyone! Thank you so much for all of your request, Iām doing my best to get through them while still upholding good quality!
Just a couple of notes for request going forward,
1. I am aware itās literally impossible for you to read every outlast fanfic on the internet, but if your request happens to be the exact some prompt another writer was given and I canāt think of any original ideas for it, I am going to just suggest that fic to you. Donāt be scared to ask for it, but if i genuinely cannot think of anything new and Iāve seen something almost the exact same, I probably wonāt write it! I am all for expanding on others writing, not copying it!
2. I am aware it is outlast and its difficult to hold much āmoralā standing because of the nature of the original material, I will write NSFW including for kinks or including violence, dubcon, etc., but I draw the line at more extreme request such as noncon, snuff, vomit/scat. I am just not the person to ask for this stuff, even if it could be true to character. But if youāre not sure about something, ask anyway!
What about Franco and reagent who openly flirts with him but is afraid if he gets too close?? Like yeah I'll let you suck my breast anytime! Oh no I hear his footsteps, I need to hide!
TEACH ME HOW TO SCREAM - FRANCO BARBI š¼ X READER
Note: Got a little carried away with this one š Iām combining this with an anonās request for a one-shot for similar headcanons which you can find here! Ft. Inspo from Teach Me How To Scream by Brokecyde
Includes: Franco Barbi x Reader, Gender neutral! Reader, Mommy remains a gender neutral term for Franco, Porn with plot
Word Count: 813
Content Warning: NSFW, DubCon, all of your usual Outlast warnings. Expect violence, sex / various unusual kinks, and overall pretty gnarly behavior after the break.
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Your heart felt as though it was going to burst through your chest as your bare feet pressed against the freezing, disgusting concrete floor of the faux docks you stumbled through. Despite the Murkoff corporationās failure to include anything.. well, really dock-like into the trial, the metallic string of blood and putrid fish hung heavy in the artificial breeze. You glanced over your shoulder, watching your fellow reagents tug their night vision goggles over their eyes. Grinning to yourself, you watched them move forward through the trial in an attempt to solve the puzzles ahead, while you were searching for something else.
You ducked under noisemakers and crates as you searched for Franco Barbi-something about the man fascinated you. Maybe it was his clear desperation for constant attention which he attempted to mask with violence, or the way you could practically see him begging on his knees for even a peak at your chest. Either way, you revealed in teasing the man from a distance.
Slowly but surely, you began to catch traces of the man through the echoing of curses, sniffling and chattering teeth beneath the thickness of drool. As you finally reached Franco, tucking your frame behind a barrel, you took a moment to examine his short stature. He stumbled about the docks with the same level of competence of a headless chicken, his lupara clenched tight in his gloved first as his bulbous head whipped over his shoulder.
āYou fuckinā animals, cominā in this place- this is my fuckinā home!ā Francoās excessive cursing earned a snort from you- not because it was necessarily entertaining, but because it was like he had just learned how to. Your snort, however, seemed to catch his attention. As you watched the manās piercing, droopy eyes flick to your direction as he let out a chuckle.
You quickly rose to your feet,every instinct screaming at you to get out of sight before Franco decided he wanted a closer look. Unfortunately, this was just apart of the game you played, and moving only seemed to make him more interested.
āAww, where ya goinā, huh mommy?ā he called, dragging out the words with a crooked grin. āI aināt done lookinā at ya.āHis oversized shoes crunched against the floor as he sauntered closer. His swollen eyes never left you as you cupped your chest, giggling as you began to tease him.
āAw, come on, baby. I think youāve stared at me quite a few times now.ā Your words caused Franco to skid to a halt, his face obviously flushing as his eyes locked onto your chest, his salivation dripping down his chin before his eyes slowly moved back to your face. Whoops.
As Franco snapped out of his trance-like state and began to rapidly dash towards you, you turned around on your heels and began sprinting as hard as you could away from him. āCome here, you fuckinā slut! You think you can just tease a man like that and get away with it? Huh?!ā Okay, maybe this was a bad idea. You pivoted a corner, thumping down the hallway before tucking yourself into a nearby dresser. Unlucky for you, Franco watched the door creak closed, bolting over and ripping the door open before yanking you out by the collar of your shirt.
āOh, you dirty whore.. you think you can just tease baby like that, huh?ā Franco slammed you into the concrete your feet burned against just moments before, his trusty lupara digging into your side as he licked his lips, reaching towards your chest as he ripped your buttoned shirt to the side. He gave it a firm squeeze, licking his lips as his breath became heavy and labored. You squirmed beneath his surprisingly firm grasp as his eyes widened at the sight of your exposed chest, his mouth instantly wrapping around your nipples as he suckled and nibbled every inch of you.
You attempted to kick at him, resulting in his shotgun digging deeper into your side as his mouth drew only a few inches away from your body. āMommy.. you canāt fuckinā treat baby like that and then take away his sugar.. what kind of mother would torture their baby like that? Huh?ā a feeling of regret pitted your stomach, though you couldnāt help but feel a surge of pleasure from his touch. You began to space out a bit as his mouth moved lower and lower down your torso, eventually watching his gloved hands tug down your bottoms as his bucked teeth grazed the most sensitive parts of your body. āCould crawl up inside you..ā he muttered against your flesh.
Francoās mouth momentarily wrapped around you before you let out a reluctant groan, causing him to peak his head up with a grin.
āThere you go mommy.. babyās gonna have so much fuckinā fun with you, you slut. Gonna make you scream my name like itās goinā out of style..ā
Plz... Anything with specifically Otto Kress with a male PRIME ASSET reader.. headcannons, oneshots, anything ur up for :,)
Sorry this is a tad bit shorter, I enjoyed writing it! Itās not often people ask for a PA x PA!reader, or individual kress twins!
Includes: Otto Kress x Reader, Male! Reader
Word Count: 270
Content Warning: Implied Kress twins incest. All of your usual Outlast warnings. Expect violence, sex / various unusual kinks, and overall pretty gnarly behavior after the break.
Otto Kress falls for the newest prime asset š§Ŗ
-From the moment the Murkoff corporation introduces you as their spectacular new archetype, Otto Kressās sharp eyes have already evaluated everything about you. Your posture, your voice, the way you carry yourself around the facility and so easily strike fear into reagents. The twin tended to treat those around him like investments, and he immediately started calculating your value.
-Though Arora scolds Otto for his wandering eyes, claiming no prime asset is good enough to be one of her āboy whoresā, something Otto typically agreed with, he canāt help but watch the way your muscles tense beneath your clothing when you catch wind of a reagent entangled in a noisemaker or the way your bloodied hand swipes a few strands of messy hair out of your face after an agonizing chase.
-Despite his twins nagging, Otto tries his best to converse with you during these new āprime timeā events about these tricky reagents and their lack of respect for those of a more superior upbringing, complimenting your methods quite profusely; Though even his witty tongue tangles at the sight of you. He often ends up to only babble at you, his spectacles fogged from his flushed cheeks and heavy breath.
-āY-you sir, are quite the respectable partner.. I say itās time we had some class in this establishment. Iād say youāre.. up to par, even.ā
-All of which results in a rather weak smack to back of his head from his jealous lover. Though that wonāt stop him from continuing to work up the nerve to flirt with you. Itās quite obvious the man has a bit of a soft spot for you.
-āYouāre beautiful in the shadows, my darling.ā
I donāt lean on it as heavy unless specifically requested in prompts, but with certain topics like Outlast it can be difficult to avoid considering it makes up a lot of the characterās interactions.
I luv the aesthetic of your blog! What kinds of music do you listen to?
Thank you! I honestly listen to all music, and I know people say that a lot but I genuinely do, Iām more a song person than a genre person if that makes sense š below is a list of my current favorite artist/bands/musicals!*
-Lana Del Ray
-Sabrina Carpenter
-The Real Tuesday Weld
-Flyleaf
-Sublime
-Hollywood Undead
-Rob Zombie
-Frank Sinatra
-ThatMexicanOT
-Fiona Apple
-Ayesha Erotica
-Big & Rich
-Miranda Lambert
-Ride The Cylclone (Musical)
-Chicago (Musical)
-Hairspray (Musical)
*Note, I know some of these artist are controversial in their actions! I donāt support what said people stand for, I just enjoy their music.
for the outlast requests, would u perchance write for clyde perry?
I would! Iāve never written for Clyde before so it might not be the greatest characterization wise, but Iāll do my best to do some extra research if you have a request!
I saw your post about flooding you with requests, so I hopefully am one of many people currently sending you a message BUT would it be possible to request a headcanon about 1950s highschool au with coyle? I'm not picky about details, I just need to see that menace in a school setting.
Also... Maybe some home drama included with his family dynamics (shit mother, strict father and all)?
Thank you from the mountain š
Thanks for the idea! Sorry it lowkey turned into a doomed romance plot š I kinda gave it a Casual by Chappell Roan vibe, I hope you enjoy it!
Includes: Leland Coyle x Reader, Gender Neutral! Reader. Note, these characters are seniors in high school and 18+.
Word Count: 452
Content Warning: *ABUSIVE PARENTS* + All of your usual Outlast warnings. Expect violence, sex / various unusual kinks, and overall pretty gnarly behavior after the break.
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Highschool! Leland Coyle x Readerā”ļø
-By the time heās a senior in high school, Coyle is the kind of asshole student every teacher knows by name. Heās definitely had to retake a couple grades, heās in detention almost daily, constantly talking back, and somehow always manages to walk away from punishment with a smirk on his face. Donāt get me wrong, the guy still loves rules and believe they should be upheld, but the schools rules really interfere with his own personal rules.. so he just ignores them.
-Heās 100% the kind of student to compare school to prison, arguing that heās just a poor, law abiding citizen who strives to uphold the rules of society rather than support a broken institution!
-And thatās mostly true, but he lacks the intelligence to back up that claim most of the time. In reality, he just hates school. The bad food, the irritating lights, the squeak of shoes against dirty tile.
-Heād spend a majority of his time cutting class behind the gymnasium sneaking cigarettes, a pack of Newportās stuffed into the pocket of his leather jacket. The only way you could really approach him is if you asked for a smoke. Which he reluctantly agrees to.
-After a few months of sneaking cigarettes together, you actually start to grow on Coyle! Heās definitely embarrassed of his affections for you and will never directly tell you he enjoys your company, but youāll notice in a few small ways. Heād start roping you into his plots to disrupt class, disrespect teachers, and lecturing other students on the real law in the āoutsideā world. I wouldnāt be too shocked if anyone who messed with you mysteriously showed up to class with a black eye.
-Itās not that Coyle doesnāt want to tell you he likes you, itās quite obvious he does and just lacks the emotional competence to do so, that and heās extremely concerned about what his family would think. His father would kill him if he knew he was mixing another person into his bullshit at school, and would beat him half to death if he ever tried to sneak you over. His mother wouldnāt care much, as she didnāt care about most things her brutish son did, but she wouldnāt hesitate to degrade both of you, smacking Coyle upside the head and deeming you a whore.
-Overall, heās too scared to really let you into his life. But Coyle would never admit it, so youāre stuck in a loop of sneaking cigarettes together, making out in his truck, and patching him up after fights until your school days are over. After that, the chances of seeing him again are slim, and youāll always think about what couldāve been.
