felix

Where all of your blighted fantasies come to life...

[shirtlessfelix]

What do you mean by that Felix? I'm afraid I don't understand....

apparently they could get banned off steam for this too since they banned nfts. i'm not particularly passionate about them but it puts a bad taste in my mouth regardless lmao—last straw for a lot of people

(+ @devil-of-roseville)

[shirtlessfelix]

man bhvr really just said fuck y'all bitches lol

[nervoussleader]

[Kinktober] Day 13: Gang Bang

[Felix Richter / Julie Kostenko / Legion and Various, Unspecified Killers - Group Sex - NSFW]

A compilation of Kinktober prompts, typically 500 words or less. It will cover a variety of ships and themes. Explicit content! Kinktober List

There was no place more comfortable available to do this other than the ground.  Dirt covered Felix’s naked back and his arms were down at his side, bent at the elbows, holding onto a pair of hips hovering just over his head.  He’d lost track of who was where, but he knew it was a woman’s body grinding into his face.  He lapped eagerly between the folds of her sex, taking in quick breaths every chance he got as to not suffocate.  She bounced, mumbling soft praises under her breath.  He thought he’d heard someone refer to her as “Julie,” but he wasn’t sure.  Nor did he particularly care at this point.  His focus was on pleasing her, trying not to be distracted by the other hands touching his body.

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[shirtlessfelix]

KINKTOBER DAY 13: Glory Hole

𝐑𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆 | EXPLICIT + spit as lube

𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆 | Evan MacMillan (Trapper) x Reader

𝐅𝐑𝐎𝐌 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐀𝐔𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐑 | Yee to the haw. Sorry for missing yesterday, I got caught up in a video edit for my sideblog! This is a fun one, I hope you like it <3

𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐃𝐒 | 482

You made the deal with Caleb a long time ago: relief only if it came without strings attached. More and more, you started feeling the wear in your arm, but you couldn't even think about being intimate with any of the survivors. They were your friends, your family by that point. It wouldn't be right.

But the Deathslinger got a little cocky with his spear and hit you some place you just couldn't control your reaction to, and that's when you became the killers' plaything whenever they wanted—whenever you wanted.

Another session at the Dead Dawg Saloon, Caleb manning the entrance like a bouncer to make sure only one of his "clients" will come at a time. You're behind the wall, undressing your bottoms and laying flat on the bed before you stick your legs out through the thin sheet that blocks your body from view.

You hear a murmur, and then heavy work boots make their way up the stairs. The killer coming your way is silent, but the Trapper has fucked you enough times now that you know the feeling of his hands as they caress your inner thighs and spread your legs apart.

Not seeing him adds to the fun, makes the anticipation that much sweeter. Dry fingers down the middle between your legs, stroking and circling to tease you in the air. The urge to close your legs out of lustful instinct is strong, but his arms keep them wide open. You don't want to wait.

Then, a thick glob of spit, and his tongue is prodding your entrance instead. Rough and slick, the first swipe makes you shudder, knees bending over his hands as he licks you with ease. You taste like you've been running for a while, and the way you loosen up right away shows your much needed relief.

Evan's got you now; you're all his.

He sucks and licks and spits for a while longer, heavy-handedly palming himself through his ruddy overalls. One button. Two buttons. His cock is rubbing against you, fat and throbbing over your hole. You need him so badly already, you're pushing your hips up to meet him higher.

Evan isn't much for preparation, so a quick pump of his thumb is all you get before he replaces it with the head of his cock. Slow and steady, that's how it goes until he sinks deeper inside of you and rocks himself back and forth.

Your moans are muffled behind the wall, but hearing that much is enough for Evan to know how much you need this, and it's clear that he does too in the way he rubs your legs while he fucks you. If only he could see your desperate face, your lips that part with your tongue grazing the edge.

But that's not the deal; anonymity keeps the games fair and makes for much more imaginative sessions.

[hex-touchstarved-deactivated202]

Hello! I've been reading your blog for a while, but I finally decided to send something! While I'm always a ho for Dwight, I can't help but notice you don't have anything for Felix! Could I possibly request a reader x Felix where they like to take care of him? He gives me high-key anxious and toch starved vibes, and I think he just needs to be loved on.

If this isn't your cup of tea that's fine! I appreciate you reading the ask then 🥰

~🌟

Oh hey, Star Annon. I've seen you around on other people's blogs, you finally ended up on my end of Tumblr! Welcome, welcome.

I don't know if I ever posted this but I made a ven diagram of how the survivors act in a relationship, Felix is in the circle of "Will die if you stop cuddling them". But yes Felix I feel like he has autism and that's why he struggles with social interaction so much. I would love it was canon because I'm probably autistic, I'm going for a diagnosis somewhat soon.

Anyways, here's my head cannons of how the reader would take care of Mr Felix German man. Kind of short, hope you don't mind.

Tags: Fluff, mentions of anxiety, injuries

Felix is one anxious bean, but unlike Dwight, he is able to hide it better

For the most part, Felix doesn't show his anxiety until he's having a mental breakdown alone, he doesn't want to show anyone his problems and thinks if he does show it, its showing weakness

However, over time Felix does slowly open up about his anxiety and starts allowing you to help him

For the most part, he's just a big baby and wants to be held and cuddled, run your hands through his hair and he just melts into you

Felix will pass out on top of you, and yes he is heavy as Felix is not a small boy

Felix is also not great with blood or gore in general so every time he comes back from a trial he has someone else to patch himself up, he almost throws up when he tries (very weak stomach)

Felix hates to rely on others and would Claud patch him up begrudgingly, but once he's close enough to you it will be your job to patch up Blondie

Felix for the most part doesn't really like actually asking for affection when he needs it so instead he'll just lie down on top of you or lean against you

Felix, in general, craves for your affection so it's not uncommon that he'll just sit down beside you and silently pray that you knew he wants affection, other times he'll be a 4head and just put your hand on his head

[shirtlessfelix]

RATING: Mature

SUMMARY: Danny Johnson disappears in 1993 and wakes up in a time fourteen years earlier with vague memories of what happened. He goes on a trek to recover those memories as the darkness of his past comes into light, and shadows of his former self rise to the surface again.

CHAPTER 7: Illinois

Driving out of rural Nebraska and into the populated towns of Idaho made Danny realize how much he really needed new clothes. Not only did he smell like rotting body odor and metal, but he looked so dirty that one might suspect him of stealing the car—and more if he wasn’t careful. He thought about Max Junior in his torn up tank top and mud-caked jeans and wondered what he did if the crop field was so barren. The stains on his own clothes came to mind, how they had started to look like mud the longer he went without washing them. They wouldn’t come out anyway.

The town he’d come upon wasn’t different than any other small town, and it had the same kind of thrift stores that he’d gone to before. They were nondescript, small, and unpopulated, so he didn’t feel like he would be drawing a lot of attention if he were to go inside one. He parked far away from other cars and walked from the end of the parking lot to the building, wanting to be in and out quickly to avoid any questions. The cashier greeted him with a smile when he walked in and had the same pity in his eyes that he had for Max Junior. Danny turned away from him.

Without spending too much time looking through clothes, Danny bought a couple t-shirts and a pair of black jeans to put on once he got back to the car, sighing in relief when he could toss the old clothes into the back. The coolness of something new against his skin was so refreshing, the glint reappearing in his vision went unnoticed until he looked away from it and realized something was missing.

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[shirtlessfelix]

A Lustful Haze

𝐑𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆 | EXPLICIT

𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆 | Jane Romero x Zarina Kassir

𝐅𝐑𝐎𝐌 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐀𝐔𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐑 | This is a commission from @derpyavocado! Full fic is available on AO3 (linked at bottom), so here is a preview for my Tumblr pals :)

𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐃𝐒 | 3.1k

Late one midnight, Jane couldn’t sleep. It was a peculiar mixture of anxiety and disdain for her show the next day, awaiting a segment she had been fighting against for months, but her manager insisted that it was important. Nothing about D-lister celebrity drama was important to Jane, even if it meant pulling in a relevant audience. She just didn’t care. So, she would be tired and bored, and that never made for a good episode, but boredom usually helped her get back to sleep. Her remedy was the documentary channel, specials that may have been interesting if she cared about obscure memoir adaptations. But it wasn’t one of these that caught her attention...

... Jane took her time undressing Zarina’s top, first removing her outer coat before unbuttoning her blouse. The faintest tan line decorated her chest, and Jane traced a thumb over it before reaching around to unclasp her bra, something she did even faster than Zarina normally could. And off it came, leaving her top naked as her breasts sat perked towards Jane. She didn’t wait to return the favor, stripping the show host of her blouse and undergarment, hands quickly finding their way to her breasts.

They were heavy in Zarina’s hands, and she was mesmerized by the way they moved, by Jane’s soft, soft sighs of pleasure as she thumbed at her nipples. Whispered compliments filled the silence, both women enthralled in the other as they went to remove the rest of their clothes and admire their bodies in full view. Zarina was shy to be held so close, as Jane’s hand traveled up the side of her leg and to her front, but she sat back and let Jane show her the hospitality she was promised.

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[shirtlessfelix]

KINKTOBER DAY 11: Shower Sex

𝐑𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆 | EXPLICIT

𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆 | David King x Reader

𝐅𝐑𝐎𝐌 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐀𝐔𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐑 | Back on track! Kind of! I'm awake today, that's the good news :P This is for my David simps <3

𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐃𝐒 | 565

Everything is hot. With the water running down your back and David's hands trailing over your front, steam rises from the ground and fogs up the glass shower door. David kisses the back of your neck and nips at your skin while he rinses the soap off your body, making you desperate for his touch elsewhere.

This started off as your shower, another of many you've taken after a long day. But David insisted that he share it with you, so eager from the beginning to join in on the fun that you may or may not have had on your own. The thought made him crazy, of you touching yourself and trying to stay quiet so he wouldn't hear you. He couldn't let that happen—he wanted you to moan for him.

And so, his hand goes between your legs, quickly brushing over your front as you let out a shallow laugh. He's teasing your nipples, rubbing his hard cock against your ass, and his other arm is tight around your shoulders. You just hope neither of you slip and fall, or that would ruin the fun.

Eyes closed, you let him touch you the way he wants, rubbing you just out from under the water stream and pressing you against the tile wall. He moves the kisses to your back and slides his hand around to your ass, slipping between your cheeks to tease you even more as you show yourself off for him.

"Lookit me, honey," he says, turning you around with a rough hand on your jaw. A deep and messy kiss, and you're all his.

He slips a finger into your mouth before teasing your entrance with your own saliva, slowly pushing into you to start with. You keep one leg on the tub as David fingers you, staring into your eyes with a mix of lust and love and painful impatience. He wants you real bad.

You tell him silently that you're ready by taking his cock in your hand and moving it between your legs, rubbing it against you with small kisses to his lips. "Fuck me already," you whisper into his ear, and it doesn't take him a second to turn you around again and spread your legs apart.

"That's it," David says. "Nice n' easy..." The tip of his cock presses against you for a moment before it slips inside, followed by his full length. He sinks into you so effortlessly, so perfectly, like he was made for you. And it feels so good, you can hardly stand, but his hands on your sides keep you upright.

He still plays with your nipples between his fingers as he fucks you slowly and deeply, making you moan with every thrust. "Fuck," you swear into the wall, pressing your head against it and sticking your ass out more. David gives it a playful smack, but that's the only one.

By the time he turns the water off, he's made you feel so good that you can't think of doing anything else besides going straight to bed. David is more than satisfied with how the night turned out, and he comes to bed with a cup of tea for you to relax. Even your arms are weak from holding onto him so tight, and the taste of him is still on your tongue.

At least the clean up was easy.

[shirtlessfelix]

KINKTOBER DAY 10: Massage

𝐑𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆 | EXPLICIT

𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆 | Claudette x The Hillbilly (Max Thompson Jr.)

𝐅𝐑𝐎𝐌 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐀𝐔𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐑 | I didn't forget Day 9! I was writing and rewriting it until I went to sleep, but it just didn't want to be written, so it will be posted at a later date.

𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐃𝐒 | 529

Max tried to be gentle for her. It was difficult when his life had been spent brutalizing things instead of being careful and concise in his movements, but he tried, and Claudette appreciated it. His efforts did not go unnoticed as he slid his palm up her back and let his fingers wrap around her side, just barely pressing into the side of her breast. "That feels good," she said to him, and he didn't say anything back. His low breaths thanked her and said that he was glad.

A thumb against the small of her back sent a shiver down Claudette's spine as Max reached the top of her ass and began kneading her cheeks. She hadn't expected him to make it there so soon, but it felt good to have him pressing into her skin.

Max slid his hands down along the back of her thighs and massaged her there before moving to her calves. Oh, her legs were so tired after running around for so long, the relief of large fingers rubbing her muscles was immense. She sighed pleasantly and smiled when she felt his thumb along her inner thigh, and then the sensation she'd been waiting for.

Between her legs came his other hand, rough but gentle as Max rubbed in circles. She inhaled deeply as he pushed her legs apart and kept rubbing along her back. Claudette bit her lip, whimpered as stimulation built up inside of her, and kept her eyes closed. It remained wordless between them.

And then, Max slipped a finger just at her entrance, feeling the lust as it let itself over his skin and drip down the middle. Claudette moaned softly, and Max rubbed his slick finger over her clit, circling with one, then two, then a third for good measure. She tried not to move, but it was so hard when he pleasured her like that.

Max teased and he teased, rubbing at her faster with a thumb slipping inside to make the anticipation that much more unbearable. Claudette needed more than just his hand, so she begged him for it through a bitten lip and heavy breaths. "Please, Max..."

She gasped when he finally listened and gave into her pleas, getting up on the table enough so he could straddle himself over her, his cock already out. He pressed it against her ass and teased her with it as she spread her legs further apart, inviting him in with every hot breath.

Slow and careful, watching her face, Max pushed himself inside of Claudette and thrust gently against her. She cursed under her breath and hoisted herself up with her arms for the perfect angle, pushing herself against Max as he fucked her.

Soon, his hips were slamming into her ass, and Claudette was seeing stars in the darkness behind her eyelids. She held tightly onto Max’s arm as he fondled her breasts, pounding her until she was a writhing mess beneath him on the table. Turning onto her back, she panted and pulled Max down over her, embracing him as he still rubbed her clit. Maybe it hadn’t been enough for her.

Claudette wanted another round.

[shirtlessfelix]

RATING: Mature

SUMMARY: Danny Johnson disappears in 1993 and wakes up in a time fourteen years earlier with vague memories of what happened. He goes on a trek to recover those memories as the darkness of his past comes into light, and shadows of his former self rise to the surface again.

CHAPTER 6: Nebraska

Daylight came upon the sky and shone over Danny’s sleeves, turning the blood stains an even darker brown. His eyes were glazed over—one wouldn’t know whether he was alive or dead—as he kept focused on the road, not paying attention to his surroundings. He could hardly drive straight as he swerved along the otherwise straight path he was on. The light in his eyes had only gotten bigger, more distracting, and he started to wonder if he was going blind. The only thing that eased that thought was the way it faded away at times, dissipating into the glint of the sun that hid behind thinning clouds. And the clouds had gotten thinner the longer he drove. He was back in the countryside.

Not only was it difficult to stay awake after another treacherous night, but it was hard for him to tell if he was getting anywhere. Flat and empty terrain spanned for miles upon miles, every other building that looked the same as the last, the occasional cattle barn whose animals grazed on the land—it was dull, to say the least. Danny thought he might have had to pull over again and take a nap, but before he could finish his thought, the car came to a steady halt.

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[shirtlessfelix]

Are you not posting kinktober anymore?

I am! Just missed yesterday, but I'll have that one and today's up :)

[o-mio-capitano]

tree man

[banterbatz]

an old wip I decided to finally finish up, boop!

[dweetwise]

i am not immune to the squid game brainrot

[devil-of-roseville]

not to be a slut but id hold his hand

[shirtlessfelix]

I saw this one comic about Adam seeing Ji-Woon in the trials for the first time! As he was being chased, he thought “You were a role-model I taught to my students, you were someone who lost everything and built himself back up” and was surprised Ji-Woon was actually a murderer!! I think he would have thought Ji-Woon was someone like him as he originally had nothing but built himself back up as well!! ❤️

It would be so interesting to see Adam's thought process about that O_o Like, oh god I looked up to a murder, but maybe he isn't so bad..,,

[shirtlessfelix]

hello! i happen to be having trouble finding dbd fanfic writers who take commissions and was wondering if you happen to take them perhaps? :)

Hi! I don’t, but please DM me with details/your ideas, I’m sure we can work something out! :)