I think it’s safe to say that Night Hunter doesn’t like Pitcher, bc Pitcher is bright asf with his Molotovs and shit. Hurts his eyes.
I can see Pitcher trying to accommodate a little for Night Hunter though. If Pitcher can hear Night Hunter’s cocky phases or that sizzling sound in the air, he gets extra cautious. Slows down. Listens. Looks. Pitcher gets louder, warning Night Hunter of his presence. It’s a dynamic the two have created, some symbiosis of sorts. Never verbally asked for nor stated.
this man has the most potential to be a poor soaking wet sad little meow meow of a man, complete with being divorced and a little pathetic, and yall choose that fucking white boy???? i’m sick of you
!!Suggestive, Nudity, Pre-Murkoff Franco, Established Relationship, Fem!Reader!!
“God, these tan lines are getting bad”, you mutter to yourself, staring at your own naked curves in the golden trimmed, full body mirror.
You’ve been out lifeguarding for your local pool these past few months, doing swimming lessons for the kids and keeping families safe. Your own way of giving back to the community. The one-piece swimsuit your boss gave you has made some striking tan lines, shades of color creating their own art across your skin.
You feel yourself up and down your hips, tracing the lines with your eyes. “I can probably even this out. I’ve been meaning to use that bikini you gave me.”
Franco, meanwhile, has been staring at you. He originally was cleaning out the barrels of his Lupara, but that was before you had stripped in front of the mirror to assess the damage of the sun on you. Even his lazy eye was paying attention. It got even worse when you turned, how your skin shifted and wiggled with motion. He shakes his head, knocking some thoughts back into place as he sucks up the little trail of drool at the corner of his mouth. “Uh..yeah, yeah. Whatever ya want, sweetheart.”
He definitely pulled that response out of his ass, and he knew you knew. You snort, tilting your head ever so slightly as you watch him try to go back to shining his gun. “Yeah? Whatever I want?” You retort sarcastically, which makes him bristle a little. “Yeah. I said what I said. Jesus..fuckin’..” That little quip had him on edge, making him scrub at the wood harder.
You slide over, slowly, placing a hand over his own. “Hey. It wasn’t a jab at you, love. It’s just…” Your other hand gently takes his chin, tilting his head so you can watch those baby blues widen. “You seemed distracted.” His eyes shift down, before meeting your eyes again. “That obvious?” He asks, a teasing bite to his words as that cocky ass grin of his forms. His little buckteeth make an appearance, giving him some boyish charm.
His gun is placed by his side as his hands find a more entertaining purpose; feeling up your curves. His fat fingers follow the path of your tan lines, his eyes laser focused now. When his hands get to your rack, he gets rougher. Palming at the fat and rolling mounds of skin between his hands. It’s like you became his personal stress ball. “Oh mommy, baby’s gonna hava fuckin’ field day!” His arms wrap around your waist like vipers catching prey, quickly pulling you closer. His face buried between your tits, kissing and licking like your very skin transformed into ice cream.
Your hands thread through what little hair he has, gently tugging and guiding him. You should be use to all of this by now, but it still startles you nonetheless. A breathless, little gasp falls from your parted lips as you watch him go to town on your chest. Baby just needs his mommy right now. Maybe you can think about evening out those tan lines later.
Wanted to do this for my Outlast OC, Doris/Dorthy!!
I need to get better at writing her and making her have more depth <333 Generator here ❌= No, ✅= Yes, ❕= Kinda
Doris eats while driving:❌ (She can’t drive, she never got her driver’s license.)
Doris swings their arms a lot when walking:❕(When she’s just walking, no. When she runs, absolutely. She’s feral when she runs)
Doris is the type to bring up how their day was always worse than the person they were talking to:✅ (100%. She subconsciously directs the conversation back to her, and she’ll definitely make anything and everything a competition)
Doris is a simp:❕(She’s more of a stalker type than a simp. When she wants something, she’ll get it. No matter what)
Doris wouldn't survive the apocalypse:✅ (She’s fast, but would definitely get in her own head and slip up just as fast)
Doris uses the word "dude" like a comma:❕(She’ll use pet names (condescendingly) like commas. Darling/Lieing, sweetie/Süsse(r), schnucki, dearest, mein Hase, etc.)
Doris has an incredible short-term memory but an awful long-term memory: ❕(Other way around. She has an amazing long term memory, but you’ll need to tell her things repeatedly before it clicks.)
Doris has an intense fear of the idea of the afterlife being completely nothing at all: ✅ (She normally doesn’t like to think about death—though she’s surrounded by it—it makes her spiral quickly. She prays there’s something, but maybe fears that just as much.)
Doris likes vodka:✅ (Big on alcohol, mostly a champagne and wine kinda gal in public, but drinks whiskey and vodka alone.)
Doris eats lemons raw:✅ (Canon now. Same with chilies and limes. Makes her feel alive, reminds her that she can feel.)
Doris wishes they could sing, but they can't:❕ (She could sing, pretty well. That was her talent during her pageant days. Her vocal cords are fucked up now and she can’t sing like she use to, but she’ll still try.)
Doris is very good at using chopsticks:❌ (She was never exposed to Asian culture, so she never learned. If she was exposed to it, she’d be shit at using them.)
Drawing Franco and Gooseberry: I have to pay close attention to the shape and positioning of each scar, tumor, wrinkle and blemish in order to truly capture their strange beauty
Ocean time!! I love the ocean, and I love the Outlast Trials. I like combining things I enjoy :}
What ocean creatures would the ex-pops be?
Coyle: I can be silly and make him an electric eel, but I kinda wanna make him a bull shark. Bull sharks are some of the only sharks that can swim between fresh and saltwater. They’re some of the most aggressive sharks too, tiger sharks rank up there as well, so it ties with Coyle’s aggressive behavior. Deadly predator, just like the cop.
Franco: A Great Barracuda. Shiny loving and deadly fish. Fucked up looking teeth too, so it fits. I can imagine fish Franco with fucked up fins which hinder his swimming abilities, like his waddle as a human. They normally grow to about 24-39 inches, but ofc Franco would be on the smaller side—probably less than average.
Gooseberry: Orca/Killer Whale. They’re the only known mammals to spend their entire lives with their mothers. They also hunt as a team, like how Gooseberry and Futterman “work” as a “team”. I don’t think I want to make Futterman a separate animal, he’s just a smaller male orca.
Lililya: Mimic octopus. Hear me out. The stealth, the camouflage, the sleekness? Eh? How she mimic’s her statues? The mimic octopus mimics other sea creatures. Deception to a new level.
Kress Twins: I think Aurora would be a reef stonefish and Otto would be a leatherback sea turtle. The turtle for Otto was mostly based on vibes and the leathery skin. The stonefish is lined with spikes, filled with poison. They normally lay on the ocean floor, which causes a lot of injuries to humans when snorkeling or swimming. I think Aurora fits that, sitting on Otto’s back and all.
Pusher: Moray eel. Specifically the Giant Moray eel. This eel has high levels of ciguatera toxin, which causes liver damage, coma, and death when ingested. Also, just look at him. He looks like Pusher. Just give him a gas mask and he’s good!
Pitcher: He gives me lion fish vibes. The deadliness and aggression fit Pitcher. Lion fish are incredibly invasive, which reminds me of how Pitcher comes into trials whenever and wherever. (Pic taken by me <3)
Night Hunter: Ima be silly and make him the smallest shark on the planet, the dwarf lantern shark. Only seen in the midnight zone and below, these sharks are bioluminescent! Lil’ baby shark for a lil’ baby man :} I can imagine him trying to bite and destroy and he’s just this tiny little guy.
Screamer: Pistol shrimp. One of the smallest shrimps on the planet, but can cause the loudest noise—louder than a whale. They use their large claw to create the noise. Helps them stun enemies and prey alike. It speaks for itself.
Berserker: I was debating on making him a colossal squid, but I’m gonna make him the just as elusive cousin; the giant squid! Incredibly rare sightings and can grow up to 40 ft! Not blind like Berserker, their eyes are 12 inches across!
Tumbler has a ten photo limit so I can’t add it :(, but there’s images online
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