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this tweet but its coyle or dr easterman talking about a reagent

[heretyc]

"What Do You Like About Me?" [Outlast Drabbles]

FIRST COLLECTION OF FICS IN 2026?!?!??!!? To think I turn 24 next month, holy shit. ANYWAY...I had this cute idea. Enjoy.

Also why the fuck did a guy slapping a woman show up when I looked up 'hand gif'. HELLO????? VIOLENCE, ON MY OUTLAST GORE PORN SIBLING INCEST NECK VAGINA BLOG?

Tried doing most of the characters for now. My fingies ache. Gahhhh.

Miles —

Hum. A scan of your face. A bite of his lip before he grinned, poking your nose. "Nose. It's cute to boop."

"I'm not a dog, Miles."

He snickered, "No, but you are my bitch in bed."

He didn't question why he slept in the dog house that night.

Waylon —

He looked away from his laptop to look at you for a second, before his eyes locked back on to the screen. "Eyes. Windows to the soul, and all."

And yet he subjects his eyes to blue light at 11 PM. Priorities, Waylon.

Trager —

His one, uncoated eye looked at you with that famous expression. 'You know what I'm doing to say', his eyes seem to express.

You sighed. "My fingers-"

"Your fingers, yeah."

You ignored his scissors clicking like teeth at a buffet.

Chris —

Chris was a man of so little words. He preferred actions. And those actions involved pressing his nails into your scalp, in an attempt to soothe whenever you had a bad day.

Good piggy, he wanted to murmur. But scratches were enough.

Eddie —

He screamed it from the mountaintops, he whispered it into your ears, he traced the word on your thigh whenever you laid.

His favourite part? Your legs. And he wanted everybody, especially you, to know.

Jeremy —

"Lips. Definitely." Naughty, his smirk was as he sipped at scotch from behind his desk. Business at Mount Massive was booming, but he was never too busy. Not for you. "They wrap nicely around-"

And that's when Richard had to walk in. Bitch.

Frank —

...He's a cannibal, what do you think? Unfortunately he's more interested in the head stuck in the microwave, but...y'know. Not too late to do the same thing.

Walrider —

All of you. Because, like...he possesses people. So...yeah. He likes all of you. Good for him, we love a man who loves every inch of his partner's body.

...Preferably not when possessing you, cause that shit hurts, but...y'know.

Knoth —

He's a man of the LORD, you think he has UNSAVOURY DESIRES? That is abSURD.

Your legs. He...he likes your legs. Because they can march you straight to church. [He's not fooling anybody at this point, is he??]

Marta —

She's quiet. Like a field before a thunderstorm, like a moment before prayer uttered by a preacher.

But she looks at you, white eyed and calm, and simply utters, "Your eyes."

And she goes back to reading the bible in her hands.

Val —

Coated in mud and sin and uttering curses like a priest utters words of the lord, Val stood before you with a raised brow and a knowing grin, their hair mussed. After-orgy apparel is what you usually called it.

"Now, sweetheart," they began, their voice sly, "You know the answer to that. I know you do."

You still feel the throbbing in your groin. You knew better than to let them include their crucifix in sex, fuck...

Laird & Nick —

Legs. And fingers. And everything else. Because you're not diseased like they are. Must be nice.

Easterman —

"Your eyes."

He exhaled smoke from between his lips, brows raised. "Full of innocence, my little How High. Just how I like you."

He knew just what to say.

Clyde Perry —

With eyes like his, it was surprising to hear that he-

"Like your eyes," he muttered around a cigarette, fresh blood from a newly acquired prime asset coating every gloved digit, "Glossy, shiny...full of love for me, obviously."

Was he wrong?

Leland Coyle —

"You've got a lot of fuckin' nerve asking me somethin' as gushy as that," he scoffed, but he answered anyway, "your voice. I like it when you scream."

Typical Coyle.

Franco Barbi —

His eyes went from your eyes...to your chest.

Your eyes...

...to your chest.

He didn't need to say anything. And nor did you. Not even when he shoved you onto the couch and ripped your shirt off. The doctors watching from the windows certainly had things to say, though.

Not...not good things.

Gooseberry —

"I can't seem to choose, deary!" Her voice was always so chipper, so pleasant. Music to your ears. "I love a lot of things about you."

"I like it when you shuts the fuck up, Phyllis!" Futterman chortled from his position on her hand, "It makes my whole fucking week!"

Asshole.

Arora and Otto —

"Your cheeks." "Your jewelry."

Both said at the same time. But Otto raised a brow. "Jewelry, my dear Arora? We bought it for them."

"I know," she hummed, "I have damn good taste."

Liliya —

"Soul. It's pure."

And that's all she rasped out before she froze in place, waiting for another reagent to walk by. She was a woman of very little words, but you could tell she means them.

Danny —

"Yer height, sugar," the tall man snickered, bending at the knee in order to look at you properly. "So short. Could put ya in my pocket if I wanted to."

Tempting.

Pitcher —

For once, the usually loud man was silent; no screaming, no yelling, no muttering curses at the reagents. For now, he was holding your hand with a comfortable tightness, leading you out and away from the gasoline-infested areas of the train station.

He liked your hands. A lot.

Night Hunter —

He sucked in air through his teeth as he thought, his eyes hidden by the goggles stuck to his face. "I like..." his accented voice began, clicking his tongue as he thought some more.

"...your legs, glowworm. They take you far, and fast."

He wasn't himself, surely. He didn't even make a sexual reference-!

"And they wrap around me nice."

Annnd there it was.

Pusher —

"Everything, baby!" He laughed behind his mask before pulling you close, "Now open up, I got a bigggg surprise for you!"

It was drugs. It's always drugs.

[k1ttycemetery]

. ݁₊ 🫀⊹ . ݁˖🩸 . ݁ “Why don’t you go into the next room and get undressed, what’s your pleasure?”

♡ Prime assets & Expops x Fem!Reader

☆ Part 1!

☆ Summary// Murkoff’s been through their fair share of nurses who could handle the expopulation, most of them ended up dead.. Mauled, ripped apart, or they became a grunt when they tried to turn in their 3 weeks.. So Murkoff tried another strategy to give their assets the “best medical care.”

 ☆ A/N, can you guys tell ive been having a blast with the new outlast update

☆ Header made by me, credits to Supersonico.

☆ 7.7k words.

☆ WARNINGS// NSFW, Medical malpractice, unprofessional uniform, mommy & daddy kink, vulgar language, perversion, trauma, squirting, sexualization of reader, fluff, coyle is a warning here, actually ALL OF THESE MFS ARE A WARNING, blood & injuries, fat shaming (Dr. Futterman), premature ejaculation, breeding, lactation kink, p in v.

☆ MINORS DNI!

 ☆ NSFW UNDER THE CUT.

Finding new nurses to work at Murkoff was harder than anticipated, especially after going through all the willing candidates.. It was extremely difficult to keep a nurse alive that dealt with the expopulation, many of the past medical team suffered horrific fates due to funding being shifted to other things Dr. Easterman swore up and down had a purpose! So Murkoff decided to make changes to the curriculum to aid in this crisis. 

☆ Sergeant Leland Coyle

Oh Coyle is more than pleased to see a pretty nurse instead of those “pinko doctors” he hates so much, being strapped to a gurney completely vulnerable and at the poking hands of people he didn’t trust or could properly identify. 

Coyle was already super reactive in the past to masked doctors and nurses, spewing slurs at them to the point of needing to be sedated and muzzled for a simple physical.. It was noteworthy he had immense trauma from being held down from his childhood, but that seemed to fly over his head the minute he saw fat tits in front of him.

Being strapped down and forced to stay put is a sign of submission, and Coyle doesn’t want to look submissive or pliable to anyone. He wants to be a big angry bear who scares everyone so they will leave him alone. It's better to be feared than to be seen as weak in his eyes. Everyone takes advantage of weakness.

Coyle rarely has visits to the clinic, the reason why some Medical boxes are empty are because he’s stealing the contents to D.I.Y his injuries.

Coyle is weak for a pretty woman, especially after you let him bury his face in your chest for comfort. He was practically drunk from the smell of you and the sensation of warm skin against his charred flesh.

Your smell was something he used to hate, sterile, fresh, that overpowering hospital smell.. But with the small hint of your deodorant and natural musk? It intoxicated him, his mind, his body, his senses.. He never smelt a woman so good before, never felt one so soft and caring.. Maybe it was the fact he’s been here for years and hasn’t had any woman touching him, besides reagents but.. They never had this much of an effect on him before.

“Well ain’t you a sight for sore eyes.” Leland growled in perverted interest, his voice deepening as he dragged out his catcall. Tilting his head down so his sunglasses slid across his crooked nose so he could get a good look at a view he yearned to see. “You gonna take care of me baby?” You could practically hear him groaning every time he spoke, you were the only female nurse that was left for being in charge of the expopulation.. So they made changes to your uniform, bold changes. Honestly you could have sworn they pulled this skimpy nurse uniform out of a kinky costume from a sex shop, slapped a Murkoff logo on it and called it a day. It showed off your voluptuous figure and what you had to offer. 

Dr. Easterman told you you’d somehow be safer this way, you wanted to laugh in his face but you didn’t. You now had to worry about the expopulation breaking free from their restraints with a newfound vigor because they were horny. Instead of death you had to worry about being plowed till you were in a wheelchair, but somehow he was right. Your patients were more willing to work with you knowing they had a beautiful woman touching them and not unidentifiable threats. 

“Mhm, gonna make you feel all better.” You cooed as you flipped through his chart of recent trials he’s been in, his medical history, when his last checkup was.. He was here because a reagent got trigger happy and summoned the spirit of Babe Ruth and nailed him square in the head to a point where the trial got cancelled because he wouldn’t get off the ground.

His head injury was clear as day, dark red blood seeping from a nasty wound on his forehead. His hat long gone from the guards taking it off for you, your heels clicked against the sterile tile floor as you took some gloves out of the box on the wall and slid them on with a loud snap. The tight latex hugging your smooth skin as you approached from where he was strapped down.

“Jesus H. fuckin’ christ..” You heard him grumble under his breath as your shadow loomed over him, your chest in his face as you turned his head slowly to examine the damage. He had nasty bruises forming all around the wound, he also had moderate swelling that was increasing and blood seeping from the access point. That reagent got him pretty good, at least the therapy is working.. You chirped in your head. “What would you say your pain is at on a scale of 1-10.” 

“2.” 

Bullshit, you thought as you leaned back with a sassy roll of your eyes. “I can’t help you if you aren’t honest with me.” You knew he was just trying to show off and be all manly, him and his inflated ego.. With lumbering silence he refused to fill and answer truthfully in sake of his ego and not wanting to embarrass himself. You gave him a “really?” look before going to take off your gloves. “Well if it’s a 2 then you can go back to the trials and resume the therapy–”

“Fine, it’s a fuckin’ 10!” He yelled out, his yell was booming and angry but halfway through his sentence it toned down to a meek lower volume, it was like his own volume made the pain worse as he winced. “Son’a bitch got me hard, I didn’t even know he was in the corner till I saw a goddamn brick fly out of it.” He snarled in anger at the memory, his ego was definitely taking several hits at the moment.

“I can tell, I’m going to clean the wound and put a few stitches in. The entry point is pretty deep and I don’t want it to reopen.” You said as you walked over to the medical cart, typing in your ID number as it opened. Grabbing a syringe full of saline, some alcohol wipes, a sterile curved needle, and some antibiotic ointment. You could feel his gaze on your ass and thighs, practically eye fucking you through his perverse imagination. 

Coyle wanted so badly to break free from these restraints and throw that perfect ass over his knee, his rough hand yanking that tiny skirt up as he made you count how many slaps he was giving you.. Shit maybe he’d give you a fair share of some pussy slaps to ensure you submitted to him, would you even like that? By the way you were dressed you most definitely would love it. Probably would even cum from it if he slapped hard enough, he’d live to see those legs tremble, ankles twisting as you squirt all over the floor.. He’d fuck it all back into you just to see it come out of you again. 

You were trying so hard not to look at his throbbing hard as you approached him, his uniform pants clenched tight around the fly. Shaping his furious arousal, you could practically see him twitching from how hard he was getting. “First I’m going to flush the wound and clean up the remaining blood, this might sting a little..” You explained as you took the thick syringe and squirted the saline out gently, flushing his wound to get all of the dirt, oil, and blood away from the cut. A clean paper towel wiping away the saline & blood as you cleaned him up, your eyes flicked to his knee that twitched up a little.. Then back to his face which had a pained snarl on it, you could see him biting down on his teeth to keep back any winces or signs of discomfort.

“Now I’m going to clean the wound to ensure you don’t get any infections during healing.. This is going to hurt a bit so please bear with me.”

“MOTHERFUCKER!” He yelped like a puppy as the alcohol wipe touched his wound, his body jolting against the restraints as he squirmed, “I know, I know it hurts baby..” You cooed as you continued to clean around and gently in it, “S–Shit baby girl that fuckin’ burns.” He gasped out as the burning sensation of the alcohol killing off any bacteria got to him, his head was throbbing. “Almost done, almost done..” You softly said as you tilted his head a bit too far and felt his nose buried deep in your cleavage. His body completely relaxed the moment his face made contact as you felt his groan vibrating against your skin, his hands clenching from where they were restrained wanting to reach out and grab you.

His sunglasses were smooshed between you and his face, his eyes closed gently. His breaths coming from his nose deep and long, trying to engrave your scent in his memory as you took care of him.

“In a few weeks you’ll come back to me to get the stitches removed, I’ll make a note for Dr. Easterman you are going to take the next two days off so your injury doesn’t worsen.” Your latex gloves came off with a gentle slap, as your foot pressed down on the hazard waste can and dropped the bloody gloves in for proper disposal. Leland groaned in irritation “I don’t take days off missy, M’ fine!” He hissed trying to choke down his embarrassment of needing to be “on bed rest” instead of delivering God's justice! And the way he said missy like your gender was beneath him.. And in his fucked up eyes it was. 

“Besides the ibuprofen is there anything else I can do for you?” You were trying to keep a professional environment but it was getting harder and harder to keep it up, you know Murkoff isn’t really for professionalism.. But a sane part of you that still clung onto your frontal lobe felt like this was very much needed, “Yeah, you got a man waitin’ fer you at home sweetness?” Oh here we go.

Your eyes shut to keep yourself from rolling your eyes at him, a soft blow of air escaping your nose as you sighed.. Before you could even say anything he cut you off before you could even say one syllable, “C’mere baby girl, be a good nurse and help your patient out..” He purred as he gestured with his head towards his clothed cock, typically you wouldn’t indulge in this foolishness. Dr. Easterman said if any of them got aroused to not “assist” them since it makes them more vigorous and aggressive during trials.. 

But for some reason you never did stop yourself from walking back over to him and making quick work of his belt and fly, or that soft and warm hand cupping his heavy cock as you stroked him. He was average, maybe a few inches bigger than it.. A solid 6/4 inches and pretty girthy, not to an extreme amount but enough to make him curve from the weight. Pretty mean veins ran all over his shaft, bursting and throbbing as your thumb gently rubbed on top of them.. Making him pulse and his thighs tense, his tip was pretty big too. Roughly the size of one of those big circular pins you’d put on any type of bag or a shirt, his slit leaking a thick flow of pearly white pre. 

His jaw hung open as he panted like a dog, soft groans and grunts escaping him as his head rolled back against the gurney. “Ffffffuucccck..” He hissed through his yellow teeth, a bit of spit drooling out from where his lip was completely gone as soft pants escaped him. You let out a soft hum as you kept a steady and slow pace, yet your grip was firm and tight. Fingers beautifully rubbing at his sensitive flesh, stroking him so good his lungs were working overtime to take in oxygen. His hands gripping so hard at the rubber cover of the gurney protecting the soft insides, curses escaped him along with soft “uh’s” and “mmphms”.

“Yeah? Feel good Sergeant?”

“O,OH FUCK!”

A thick & creamy spurt of cum shot out of his tip as he came from just hearing you call him Sergeant, more violent spurts followed as they painted your hands and his uniform pants in a milky white. Salty cum squirting out of him from the praise as his whole body jerked, hips pumping up to ride your hand as he got through the aftershocks. A soft giggle escaped you as you quickly began pumping him hard and fast, “Such a messy boy Sergeant, what would your recruits think?”

“F,FUCK–FUCK THOSE RECRUITS! Haaaah, I–I don’t give a rat's asshole about what they–shittttttttttt, faster!” He whined out as your hand found the vigor to go as fast as you could for him as his hips violently rocked up into that perfect hand. You could hear the leather restraints holding him down creak threateningly from how much he was struggling, he felt like he was being edged from the restraints keeping him from straight up fucking your hand. You squeezed your hand with every pump that made it down his shaft, making sure to squeeze tight and hard like an anaconda–And that helped compensate for his lack of ability to rock his hips. ♡

“Patient was given 500mg of ibuprofen along with a thorough cleaning of the wound, approximately 5 stitches were sewn into the entry point.”

“Note: Patient shows signs of weakness, incoordination, and dizziness due to injury. Patient is highly recommended for bed rest for 2 days until these symptoms lift.”

☆ Mother Gooseberry, “Phyllis Futterman” 

Like Coyle, Phyllis doesn’t like to be restrained either on account of being tested on by dermatologists, her father, and prison. So like Leland she is a very reactive patient who will react to anything anyone does.

Due to her personality split between Dr.Futterman and a 12 year old version of herself, it makes traversing through reality extremely difficult. She also tends to suffer from memory loss from time to time due to both personalities basically fighting her memory in her head, and the fact she suppresses the bad things that happened to her.

She actually feels a bit indifferent about the doctors, the Dr.Futterman half of her hates them while the 12 year old version doesn’t mind them. 

But seeing you was a whole different story.

“Well don’t you have such a pretty face!” You heard the goose woman coo from the gurney she was strapped onto as you walked into the small medical room, normally all patients would be disarmed for the staff’s safety but taking Dr. Futterman away from her caused quite a fuss. So they allowed her to keep her drill puppet in order to have less trouble, “Good god woman! Cover yourself, there's children present.” Dr. Futterman hissed, the whirling of his drill filling the air as you approached her. “Good afternoon Phyllis, I heard you are experiencing some pain in your chest?” You said as you sat down in front of her, grabbing her chart off of the small counter and reading over what was documented.

“Oh yes Doctor, I’ve been experiencing these unknown spasms and pains–”

“S’ probably because you need to lose some goddamn weight you fat heifer!”

“Daddy!”

Lord knows this was going to be a long appointment, you would admit she is an amazing Ventriloquist. It was like the puppet was actually another person in the room, you applauded her talent in your mind trying not to laugh at Dr. Futterman's personality while it was a bit disheartening to know this was probably how her father behaved when he was still alive. “Do you have a specific area where the pain is? Or is it all over?” You inquired as you put the chart down on the counter, swapping it out with some gloves instead as you sat up from the chair.

Click, click.. Click..

Your heels clicked against the sterile tile as you approached her, taking off your stethoscope to listen to her heart. “Deep breaths in and out for me, Phyllis.” 

“Good grief nurse, where did they find you? In a whore house? Did ya sleep with a doctor to get your license?” Dr. Futterman groaned as both him and Phyllis took a good long look at your appearance, more slutty and sexy than an actual medical professional. The fat curves of your body stuffed like a thanksgiving turkey in the small slutty uniform you were forced to wear, your cleavage all pushed up like you were Jessica Rabbit. Long beautiful legs on display instead of scrubs or tights accompanying them, the soft fat of your chest slowly falling and rising as you listened to her heartbeat.

It was a bit accelerated than a normal beat, it was either she had an infection or she was just getting excited at ogling you. “Any other symptoms besides pain? Like any shortness of breath, coughing, sneezing?” You asked as your stethoscope went back to being around your neck, you leaned over her earning a groan from Dr. Futterman as you grabbed the blood pressure cuff from off the wall and pulled the Velcro cuff apart to wrap it around her arm. You lifted the conservative white sleeve of her top to wrap the cuff tightly around her arm and grabbed the rubber bulb and squeezed it until you got a read on her blood pressure. 

“A little shortness of breath..” She answered as her eyes were glued to your form, you leaning over her brought thoughts of being over her lap as she punished you with a wooden paddle for dressing in such ways..  You made a mental note of her comment and her blood pressure as you took the cuff off after it deflated and put it back onto the hook, “Is it okay if I take off your shirt to feel around and make sure you don’t have any lumps?”

“Oh! Well of course Doctor.” She chirped in excitement as your hands unbuttoned the small cotton buttons of her shirt to gain access to her large chest, you noted how her bra gave her basically zero support and her tits barely fit in the black cups of her bra.. Maybe that was the issue, it definitely wasn’t unheard of to have chest and respiratory issues because you didn’t have enough back and chest support from your bra. Your hands gently dipped into her bra and felt around her bare flesh for any lumps trying to make sure nothing cancerous was developing that would be causing these issues, a soft breath escaped Phyllis at the cold latex against her warm skin. She squirmed a bit in the gurney because every soft touch was making an ache between her thighs, the more you gently squeezed and felt around the worse it got.. 

Your fingers brushed against her hardened nipple and tried not to say anything or blush at her behavior–She wasn’t even trying to hide her arousal of you touching her bare chest.. Her thick thighs squeezing together to dull the ache as you swore you heard a soft moan escape her, the way she was reacting to your touch made a shiver go down your spine. Not one of disgust, but one of pleasure. Your brain went offline as your gentle squeezing turned into full on groping, your needy hands taking handfuls of her pretty tits into your hands and squeezing the flesh. Fingers rubbing every callous she had from the stretch of how big she was.. Her pretty moans filled the air as she practically begged you with them to straddle her–Your own thighs squeezed hard as you could feel your pussy dripping from her reactions. 

“Oooh, good girl..” Phyllis cooed as you pathetically rutted against her pussy, little squeaks and moans escaping you as you desperately rocked your hips into hers. Your pulsing clit bumping against hers as you both moaned into the air, you don’t even remember pulling your panties down or straddling her–But your underwear was wrapped tight around Dr. Futterman's beak as your wandering hands groped at your tits that split from your uniform like how she instructed. “Fuck, I wish you were touching me..” You stupidly whimpered as your own hands pinched at your hard nipples. Earning a jolt from your hips as you rocked against her harder, “My poor baby, come here and let mommy take care of you..” You cooed as you laid down on top of her, your chest pressing against her face as her ruby red lips wrapped around your nipple and sucked hard. 

“F–Fuck! Phyllis–” You gasped at her needy sucking, her tongue flicking against your hard bud like she was trying to milk you. The wet squelches between your legs were audible, you were surprised a guard didn’t crack open the door to take a peak at the show as your pretty cunt humped so perfectly against hers. Your gloved hand slipped between your legs to rub both of you off. You were shaking at her moans vibrating against your sensitive tits as her hips rocked harder into yours, a loud gasp escaping you as you whined. “M’ gonna cum!” you gasped as you lifted your hips on instinct squirting hard against her, little whimpery fucks escaping your pretty lips. Fingers slipping into your squirting cunt as you forced more out of your tiny hole, Phyllis pulled back her dripping lips to watch you stuff your fingers into yourself.. Needy fingers pulling out more of your release as it made a small puddle between her chubby thighs. Her hole clenched around nothing and her poor neglected clit throbbed as she tried to catch your attention by moaning out your name and bucking her hips desperately. Your thighs violently trembled and shut around your hand as you rode your palm to calm the aftershocks.

Your hazy eyes landed on her and how she needed you, with one hand stuffed deep into your pulsing canal you took your free hand and stuffed two fingers deep into her aching cunt. “Ah!” She cried as your fingers shoved in hard and deep, fingers massaging at her wet walls and poking at her g-spot that had her hips thrusting up into you. Your hand worked hard and fast to get her off, as your own hips began to hop needily on your palm as your fingers desperately fucked yourself open. “M,mommy please.. I–I can’t take anymore..!” You pathetically mewled as your stupid hips didn’t stop forcing your fingers to fuck you harder, your walls squeezed and clenched around your fingers as slick leaked from your hole. ♡

It didn’t take too long for Phyllis to tremble hard around your fingers as she came, whining out your name as you yanked your fingers out of your own cunt to squirt against her again.. Making a filthy mess of your uniform and her skirt that was bunched up around her stomach. “Mmmhp..” You whined as you looked at her eyes that were locked onto your needy pussy that was still pushing out small streams of slick, your thighs violently trembling as you humped forward.

“I like that pretty little nurse Dr. Daddy..” Phyllis cooed at Dr. Futterman as the guards pushed the gurney back to her trial environment.. “Next time get me closer so I can see the pretty little whore squirting!” Dr. Futterman hissed out his approval, thankfully the guards didn’t check her pocket that had your wet panties in them..

☆ Franco Barbi “Lil Bambino” 

The minute Franco finds out about the new policy he is purposely tripping and failing to hurt himself to see you. He goes as far to make sure the bottles & bricks in his trial environments are incredibly easy to find and are bunched together so the reagents can beat the fuck out of him.

Of course being Dr. Easterman’s favorite prime asset he actually is the only one who finds out about this new policy, and he is like a kid in a candy store. 

Like everyone else, he does not like being vulnerable and restrained.. But being restrained to a PRETTY WOMAN? He is on his knees praying to Easterman, he used to pray for times like these.

“Take me to the king” by Tamela Mann is blasting in his head the millisecond you walk into the examination room, he’s practically sobbing, cheering, throwing roses and applauding Murkoff for allowing this.

“Oh dear god..” Franco groaned the minute you walked in, and you had the same thought but for a different reason. His was excitement, yours was pure irritation and shame. Asking god why out of all assets why Franco had to be the one to find out about this policy change, and you just KNEW he wasn’t injured. He just wanted to see if it was true, “C’mere toots, let baby see how pretty you are..” He cooed at you as a stupid smile grew on his face, this was like waving a lollipop at him. His eyes were glued onto every inch of you, laser focusing on how your body bounced when you moved a bit too much or too hard.. And the simplest moves had those milk cannons jiggling like cow udders, you put a hand on your hip as your eyes did a quick physical examination on him, he literally had zero injuries at all. No bruises, no blood, no nothing. 

“What are you in for today..” You sighed out, Franco was a frequent flier in the clinic.. Honestly he just adored being pampered and taken care of, so him being here for no reason wasn’t really the biggest surprise. “I’ve got a bit of a.. cough.. Cough, Ma’am..” He pouted as he made a faux coughing sound, fluttering his eyelashes at you as he made his best puppy eyes trying to convince you he really was sick. But you could see his bullshit as clear as day, he couldn’t fake a good congested cough to save his life. But you played along because this was your job and you didn’t want him to start threatening you or crying like an infant that you weren’t coddling him.

“You poor thing.” You tutted at him and somehow some way THAT got him hard against his suit, the white with black striped fly molding around his bulge as a small whimper escaped from his “sore” throat. “Fuck.. Mommy c’mere and take care of baby.” He groaned out in a raspy voice, practically flinching at the snap of your latex gloves as you approached. He was squirming so hard from trying to free himself from the leather restraints, he needed to touch you NOW. He needed his paws to worship that fucking porn star of a body you have, his hands needs to squeeze those perfect tits till milk comes out of your nipples. Fuck he needed to ram his fat cock into you till he could breed his heirs into that beautiful womb.

He needed you, he needed you to show off to everyone else and to prove to his father that “Lil bambino” had a beautiful woman on his hip who adored him and took care of him like he deserved. To build his own empire bigger and better than his father’s ever was! He’d shower you and your children in love and appreciation, be the best goddamn father he could be to your children.. Teach them the family business, treat them with love and respect his father never gave him. He’d be a good daddy, you just gotta give him a chance.

“Can you open your mouth for me and stick out your tongue please?” Your soft words derailed the perverted yet awfully sweet imagination train he had going, he shook his head to clear his mind as he glanced at you and saw you with a thick tongue depressor and a small light to see down his throat, he immediately obeyed and opened his mouth wide. Thick strands of drool sticking to his gums and teeth as the thick wood of the tongue depressor softly pressed down.

As much as you thought he was lying about having a sore throat, his throat was actually pretty red and irritated like he had a viral respiratory infection. With a soft click of the light you were holding you pulled back and took out the wooden stick, “Could be a viral infection. M’ going to get you tested to make sure your trial environment isn’t having any A/C issues.” Your heel pressed down on the peddle that opened up the tin trash can as you dropped the tongue depressor into the trash before walking over to the small counter and opening up one of the drawers to grab a swab test. Honestly Franco was lying out of his ass about having a sore throat so it took him by surprise he actually might have had something going on he didn’t know about, there was a bit of surprise and shock on his face as he processed your words. 

“Is.. Is it gonna hurt?” He sheepishly asked as he watched you open up the plastic wrap keeping the long swab sterile, his baby blues widening and his face cringing at seeing how long the stick was, “No, it’s going to feel a bit weird however.. Just try not to close your mouth okay? Breathe through your nose.” You reassured him as you held both the swab and a fresh tongue depressor. “Okay open up wide–” 

Franco violently squirmed as he choked and coughed as you quickly removed the swab, snot coming from his nose and spittle shooting from his mouth. “CHRIST!” He heaved violently as the gurney threateningly creaked and groaned. 

“Sorry.. Sorry! I know–I know baby, hold on let me get you a tissue and some water.” You put the swab in the small plastic tube that was supplied with the kit as you grabbed some tissues and a styrofoam cup of cold water. “Hold still for me.. Let me clean you up honey.” You cooed as you cleaned up his face, brushing away any spit and snot that came out of him.. He definitely had something going on, your hand gently cupped his head as you gently poured water down his throat to soothe the ache he had. 

“Are you okay..?” You were genuinely worried about him after that reaction, you’ve done hundreds of swabs and that was one of the worst reactions you’ve seen in a while. Your eyebrows furrowed as tears came from his irritated eyes and soft sniffles came from him, “Oh.. Baby I’m so sorry..” You cooed as you put the empty cup on the small cart beside you, cupping his head in your warm arms as he cried into your embrace. Your head gently laid on top of his as you purred affirmations in his ear about how good he was, and how proud you were of him, his head was completely leaned over towards you as you cuddled him. Your thumb gently rubbing soft circles on the top of his bulging forehead as you consoled him.. “What can I do to make you feel better?”

“Fuck..” You softly moaned as Franco’s needy lips latched onto your bare nipple, sucking away at the hard bud as his long tongue rolled your nipple against his wet muscle. You felt so bad for him crying after the swab.. You just wanted to make it up to him and make him feel better! And well, you were succeeding because he wasn’t sobbing anymore.. Just moaning around the fat of your tits as he milked you like a cow. His Adam's apple bobbing as he gulped down every delicious drop of milk from you, your milk was better than anything he’s ever tasted. It was sweet like sweetened condensed milk.. Maybe he’d talk you into pumping some out so he could keep it in his bottle. ♡

☆ Otto & Arora Kress – “Buffalo Minotaur”

Oh they are appalled the minute they hear about this policy from gossiping scientists who keep making sexual jokes about you, what has this world become? A senseless waste of depravity? 

Unlike Franco, they aren’t explicitly told about the Policy to their face. They learn about it from getting Otto’s newspaper and overhearing the scientists talk about wanting to fuck your pussy stupid over the medical bed. Otto’s interest is of course peaked and he does frequently imagine what they could have possibly put you in for everyone to be all pent up..

Also like Franco they are frequent fliers in the clinic, not because they got injuried.. But because they need more extensive care than the others to ensure they could properly do their trials.

“Oh my god.” Arora muttered the minute the security guard outside let you into the examination room, and there you stood looking like the star to a bad porno. Arora could practically hear Otto’s mind from up here! No wonder why everyone was pent up in a rut when you walked around like this in this goddamn facility! That guard probably had his way with you before you came in, they had to wait 15 minutes for you. Otto’s dark blue eyes were just eating up your voluptuous form, those perfect tits all pushed up against your uniform.. That small waist of yours that was hugged perfectly by your slutty little uniform, what didn’t help was the loud smack filling the air as the guard’s meaty hand met your plush ass. Your head snapped back at him in warning as he gave you a perverted smile back at your reaction, that slap confirmed all their suspicions. 

“Where on earth did you get your license? A crackerjack box?” Arora sneered at you, she wasn’t jealous her husband was gawking.. Well maybe just a bit, but at the shameful unprofessional behavior that you were displaying. “Oh Arora my dear, give the poor girl a break.. I’m sure she is perfectly qualified to do her job, my sweet.” Otto crooned at his worried wife, taking her small hand in his and rubbing her engagement and wedding ring with his thumb. Soothing her nerves, “Good afternoon Mr. and Mrs. Kress.. Are you ready for your check up?” You politely asked despite Otto’s obvious eyefucking and Arora’s insults, and the inappropriate misconduct your coworker just displayed in front of them.. The Kress twins were your most tolerable patients, they weren’t like the others.. They are more refined and mannered.

The Kress twins received monthly checkups in order to ensure they were more than capable to resume and carry out trials, they have a very weak immune system and as soon as one gets sick the other one goes down. So these checkups were mandatory for their health and for the sake of the therapy, “Of course we are nurse..” Otto purred, they had less restraints than the other prime assets. They were more trustful than the others who acted like wild mutts on crack, they weren’t really known for attacking just on a whim. It took something to irritate them enough to strike, if anything they were normal. “Good, have you two experienced any new symptoms lately I should know about before we begin?” You asked as you stood in front of them, taking off your stethoscope from your neck. 

“No–”

“Actually, I’ve been experiencing some pain in my knee.” Otto cut off Arora before she could respond, she looked down at her husband with an “really since WHEN?” look as he continued. “It’s been quite painful to run..” You let out a soft “hm” in reply as you approached them, putting the cold metal against Otto’s chest to listen to his heartbeat. “Is it a stabbing pain or a throbbing pain?” 

“Throbbing.”

His heartbeat was elevated, even when you asked for deep breaths from him it seemed to raise his heartbeat in excitement as the cool metal dragged against his dress shirt, Arora’s was the same–But you guessed that was because their bodies reacted off of each other. You didn’t see Arora’s eye roll at Otto’s sneaky little answer as you got down on your knees to look at his knee. Otto’s eyes dilated at seeing you in front of him on your knees, so very close to his crotch that throbbed slightly. Your gentle hands pressing down on pressure points to see if that would cause any reaction to him, he gave you a weak faux reaction of hissing and grimacing when you touched around a specific part of his shin. 

“Have you tripped or fell lately? You could have torn a muscle..” You hummed as your eyebrows furrowed trying to pin-point what could have caused a throbbing pain in his shin, you looked so goddamn sexy to him–So focused on trying to figure out what was wrong with him and how to help him.. Was it just him or was it getting hotter in here? Arora wasn’t snipping any snabby comments as her eyes were getting a perfect view of your cleavage, she was practically salivating at the sight of your plush tits pressed together in a cute little heart. If the twins had telepathy they’d be agreeing they adored this new policy and the view.

“Why yes.. He has, when we were chasing those horrible rodents around one of those awful vermin threw a brick at him and made us fall..” Arora answered, “Yes! Yes it was quite a nasty fall indeed..” Oh they were lying so hard to make this appointment longer than it needed to be.. And they succeeded alright by enrapturing your attention..

“Haaah! S,Shit..” You moaned into Arora’s soaking wet cunt as Otto’s thick cock hammered into your needy pussy, his meaty hands grasping lovingly at your perfect hips. Thumbs digging into the soft fat as his fingers kneaded you like dough, his fat thighs kept you spread out on his lap as his heavy balls loudly slapped against your messy pelvis. Arora’s hand was tangled in the back of your head, keeping your sloppy lips pressed against her folds. Your tongue needily lapped at her sensitive clit, getting her to drip more of her perfect serum into your mouth as Otto pounded your sappy cunt. “Oooh, don’t you stop now!” Arora moaned out as she hazily watched you ferociously suck her dripping pussy, Otto was stuck in dreamland as he forced that pretty little hole to take every drop of his potent cum. ♡

You walked out of the examination room with your lipstick smeared, lips swollen and your legs violently trembling as your coworker chuckled at your state. You couldn’t even stop his mean hands groping you as he growled into your ear, “Hope you aren’t too fucked out from them.. Because I’m not done with you yet.”

☆ Sister Liliya Bogomolova – “Angel of Leningrad”

Liliya is the only one of this list who actually really doesn’t care about the new policy. Like at all.

She isn’t as aroused or sexually frustrated like the others, and your lewd uniform doesn’t deter her or even affect her in the slightest. She doesn’t see nudity or lewd clothing as sexual, she sees them as clothing.

Despite being a “crazy religious nut” she’s the most sane out of this list when interacting with you. She just wants her appointment done and over with so she can go back to spreading God's gospel. 

You could feel Sister Liliya’s cold eyes on you the moment you strutted into the examination room, heels elegantly clicking against the sterile tile as you entered the cool room. Liliya was strapped down to the gurney, the only freedom she had was her left arm that was free of her prosthetic that held her weapon.. Apparently she had gotten some glass in her prosthetic from a reagent throwing a bottle at her and it caused some light injuries that needed to be tended too.. Also you worried her stitches might’ve reopened from the glass rubbing against it for so long, “Good morning Sister Liliya.” You greeted as you put on some latex gloves, grabbing a small metal table to put all of your medical supplies on.

You grabbed an array of different tools to patch her up, a thick syringe full of saline to flush out the cuts, some alcohol pads to kill any infection, some cream antibiotics,  a small roll of gauze and some scissors, and some medical tape to close up the gauze since a safety pin would disrupt her range of motion. “How's your arm?” You tried to ask but was met with pure silence, she wasn’t talkative like the other patients.. She just wanted to get back to the resort and continue her gospel. The doctor came in and got as much of the glass out of her arm before you came in to finish the job, since you weren’t specialized or authorized enough to examine her stitches. 

The silence was far from comforting, it was tense and uncomfortable as you got straight to work on fixing her up. Taking the syringe and pumping down on it to release the saline to flush out the various cuts all over her nub, a paper towel wrapped firmly around her arm to catch any of the saline before it got all over the floor. Her stare remained on you as she watched you like you were a bug trapped underneath a scientist's finger, watching as you patted her arm try before using the alcohol wipes to clean around her cuts. She tensed against the gurney as the burning sensation of the alcohol poisoned her system, a soft grunt escaping her as you quickly tried to finish this step. 

You examined her stitches closely, having just a small inkling the doctor didn’t really do a proper examination and thankfully her stitches were still closed. A bit red due to irritation from the alcohol wipes and the glass, but still tight and intact. No signs of any lurking infections or bacteria. You grabbed the small tube of cream antibiotics and squirted some onto the tip of your finger, applying it evenly to all the cuts ensuring the antibiotic seeped into her wounds in a protective seal. 

Snip..

The scissors cut a snip of the gauze as you took some medical tape and closed up the gauze, making sure it was tightly protecting her arm before pulling back and putting the scissors back onto the cart. “All done, can I get you anything for the pain?” You were expecting some more silence but to your surprise she actually filled the void, “Yes.” she simply rasped out at you. Surprise quickly painting your face before you choked it back down, “Okay, I’ll make sure you get some ibuprofen before you are sent back.. Anything else I can assist you with?” 

A loud yelp escaped you as her right arm jumped out to grab yours, panic filling your body and mind–When did she break out? HOW did she break out of her restraints–Her claws dug deep into your skin as she dragged you closer towards her, your once elegant and controlled steps becoming clumsy and uncoordinated like a baby lamb as you tripped over your own heels.. Landing on her chest, holy shit she was strong! You were terrified, eyes filled with fear as you trembled.. You didn’t know she had no intentions to hurt you, she just wanted to thank you for healing her back up so sweetly and efficiently.. How sweet you were to her, how you cared for her like you loved her.. She was sure you loved her, after that beautiful display of worship? 

“a,aah! o,oh fffucck.. FUCK!” You whimpered out against the cold lace of her body suit, your panties were torn to shreds around your ankle as she devoured your sweet pussy. Her one hand kept you pinned down on her head as she encouraged you to ride her face which you blissfully did, feeling her suck lovingly on your slick folds trying to coax more of your sweet wine out of that pulsing hole. Her tongue was something unnatural, more serpentine than a thick muscle and obscenely long. Fucking every sensitive spot against your clenching walls as her plump lips closed down on your engorged clit, her head shook as she drowned herself in your nectar. Using her sharp teeth to gently nip at you as you loudly whimpered from the feeling. 

She didn’t let you get up off of her till you had gushed in her mouth and was drooling all over her stomach from her not giving up and letting you escape her long tongue that kept pushing deeper and deeper into that slick hole. ♡

☆ 𝓚𝓲𝓽𝓽𝔂, 2026

[mutilatedscrap]

can coyle get more neck kisses 👉👈

I got more than just neck kisses bub

“You’re disturbin’ me.”

You smile against his lips as he huffs, the vibration rumbling through you.

“You’ve been gone for so long,” you murmur.

“As I am every day. It’s called work, cupcake.” The newspaper in his hands flutters as he turns a page.

“Yes, but you stayed out longer than usual.” You give the thick vein in his neck a playful nibble, feeling his pulse jump. “Another arrest?” you whisper against his ear.

Coyle shifts in his chair. “Somethin’ like that.”

“Tell me about it,” you pull closer, kissing his sensitive, scarred earlobe.

You begin a slow descent across his jaw as he recounts the brutal force used against tonight's criminals.

You press a kiss into his coarse beard when he mentions his shot count, three to the head and five to the heart, and a long, lingering kisses across his throat as he describes the strangulations. Finally, you offer soft pecks to the corner of his mouth when he tells you how he spit on their bodies before they’re damned to hell and pushed into a lake.

[twentytomidnight]

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Jae has me out here folding for bro……..unbelievable……..this is an INCREDIBLE smut fic with apologetic, horny Clark and I’m on my way to re-read it right now lol

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I adored this fic with the touching affection that is captured in every line of this fic. Give it a read!

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Absolutely delicious fic featuring Bruce with a mommy kink…….something I never realized how badly I needed…..WHEW

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This was so lovely and intricate to read, everyone please go give Nor’s turn a good look and give her all the flowers for this one!

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OOOOOOOO the dynamic and the detail in this one is top-tier……….I love the gradually building tension and banter……give Nove’s fic a read!

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Pretty much everything that it says in the title but oh my god…….sometimes seeing is believing my friend. 100/10

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This is an ongoing multi-chapter fic that Lizzy is cooking up that makes me want nothing more than to have that big beefy man protecting me with those strong arms of his…….is it getting hot in here? That just me???????

Color Me You by @luviery featuring Jason Todd/Reader

The way that I would best describe this delightful, wonderful story is a warm hug that envelops you with the growing radiance of the sun. You gotta read this multi-chapter fic by Luvie I beg of you.

Pawns by @skeeets featuring Jason Todd/Reader

Kim really wrote a masterpiece with this absolute banger of a fic that hews to the angsty side and is brought to life with the beauty of her words—go read it NOW!

Simple Things by @filmcamerasanddice featuring Jason Todd/Gn!Reader

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One Night Only by @infinictus featuring Jason Todd/Reader

You ever sit on the edge of your seat just absolutely immersed in tension? Well, I owe Anx money now because DAMN this one had wondering will they…..WILL THEY…………oh man I love me some Todd…….

Distraction by @kqinoraswrites featuring Jason Todd/Reader

There is something so genuine and touching about this fic and it really just invokes this warmth every time that I read it. :)

This Seal’s Got Attitude by @fanfictionwarrior-chills featuring Tim Drake/Selkie!Reader

This fic truly defies description—it is a masterclass in building emotions, romance, and it’s everything any Tim Drake fan could ask for; PLEASE go read it.

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You like pain? You like getting your heart ripped out? GO READ THIS, I’m busy lying on the ground staring at the ceiling for the next few hours……catch you later……

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Trial and Error by @froggibus featuring Wally West/Reader

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ZERO BRINGS THE PEOPLE WHAT THEY NEED: MORE OLIVER QUEEN!!!!!!!! absolutely delicious smut that I have had the privilege of reading wih my own two eyes and I will read again and again :)

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Now this one is a special, wicked, nasty dirty fic featuring that rotten scoundrel Eobard Thawne…..and I LOVED every word of it HEHEHEHE

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I Dare You To Try by @batsycline69 featuring Steve Rogers/Reader

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The same bed trope never ever ever ever gets old and I can’t help but love Devised’s excellent take on this one with a certain surly soldier……..HMMMMMMMM :)))))

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Matt Finds You All Tied Up by @cerenawoe featuring Matt Murdock/Reader (18+)

This is so deliciously dark I can’t help but come back and reread it for the same rush of endorphins I had the first time I read it. >:)

Carried Away by @lilacst4rs featuring Johnny Storm/Reader (18+)

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Ben Grimm is a man who deserves a soft love, a happy ending—and Ana provides it all AND MORE!!!!!!

X-Men Headcanons by @i-gotta-go-so-much-bigger featuring X-Men Angel, Rogue, Cyclops and Wolverine

This is so indulgent and lovely to hear Dreamer’s take on such beloved characters and did I have a big ol’ smile on my face reading this? YEP and you will too if you read it hehe :)

Sharing a Bed With Fem!X-Men Members by @stanbullseye featuring Rogue, Jean Grey, Emma Frost, Madely Pryor, Sue Storm

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Oh this fic is so fucking hot it steams; all I have to say is that were it me……welll………….I would be certainly blessed indeed…….

Benjamin Poindexter Headcanons by @hypnospatron featuring Benjamin Poindexter/Reader (18+)

Dex is a nasty, shameless man and this fic by Hypnos is just such a beautiful demonstration of the wicked man that I would let tear me apart. 100000/10

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Seeping with broody atmosphere, with delicious detail that makes you feel as though you’re actually walking down darkened city streets, with such poignant emotion, Courtney really kills it with this and I need her to write more PLEASEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!

Worst Time To Start Your Period by @haljordansnumberonefan featuring Bullseye/Reader (18+)

Aehtlama is a pro at writing for this devious man and this fic certainly demonstrates her incredible writing skill………give it a look my friends…….

resident evil

Househusband by @slowerghost featuring Leon Kennedy/Reader

Now this fic is an absolute ray of sunshine that shows how wonderful it would be living with Mr. Kennedy. Big fan of this fic and you should be too!

Cracking An Egg With Chris by @starberrymatcha featuring Chris Redfield/Reader

This is a cute adorable warm blanket of a fic featuring some objectification of Chris Redfield…….not that I’m complaining……..SHEESH

Nemesis by @gilverrwrites featuring Nemesis/Reader (18+)

Val wrote a fic that I’ve been silently dreaming of for forever……please enjoy this while I go beg her for more……

Secret Service by @theebladestar featuring Ashley Graham/F!Reader (18+)

Goddamn BladeStar always cooks with whatever fic that they cook up and this smut is so fucking perfect.......need me some Ashley Graham bad..........

supernatural

Sam Winchester With The Tongue by @pittsick featuring Sam Winchester/Reader (18+)

I love me a flustered Sam Winchester and this fic delivered everything I could have wanted. Absolutely delicious serving of a fic and I humbly request more.

His Lips by @cherryvvave featuring Dean Winchester/Reader

It’s been a long, long time since I’ve looked at Dean Winchester like this but Cherry really has re-opened my eyes…….and brother they ain’t closing after I read this one……….MAN

the pitt

Touchstarved by @stargirlfics featuring Michael Robinaitch/Reader

Amalia has me folding for another white man because this fic had every detail sizzling off the page. MAN

Too Sweet by @novatheory featuring Brendon Park/Reader

Nova wrote such a lovely and heartfelt fic with just a vulnerable tenderness lingering in between the lines; I absolutely loved this. :)

I Can’t Believe You by @ficdelusioncore featuring Jack Abbot/Reader

There is something so healing, so romantic, so cathartic, and so beautiful about this fic about someone who refuses to see love right before their very eyes.

invincible

Like A P%rn Star by @sobbingscripter featuring Omni-Man/Reader (18+)

I come back to this fic every so often just to imagine……..just to indulge in this fantasty……….Nolan just one chance PLEASE

When Did You Get Hot? by @queen-of-gotham featuring Mark Grayson/Reader (18+)

Am I really going to watch this show in record time just for all of these attractive men? YES and now everyone can say thank you Gotham and go read this fic immediately!!!!!!!

Remnants of Privacy by @splodencible featuring Rex Splode/Stripper!Reader (18+)

Good lord……..good lord Maddie………….all the blood in my body………another nail straight into the coffin for me to devote a few days to watching this show……….MAN

outlast trials

Pusher by @doqt33th featuring Pusher/Reader (18+)

This is the very fic that made me fold for Pusher single-handedly and I need you all to join me in love forthis freak. good LORD

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Ditty had an integral hand in helping me fall head-over-heels for this manipulative bastard with a receding hairline……soooooo fucking good my friends…….SO GOOD

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Singularity by @doqt33th featuring Mirage/Reader (18+)

Holllllly fuck this fic is an absolute banger. No words can possibly edscribe this you just gotta read it yourself my friend

You Knew I Loved You, Right? by @t-a-a-1 featuring Optimus Prime/Reader

Now this one absolutely hangs heavy with angst and unrequited love……oh man is this one a masterpiece…..

Everything Is Alright—Scenario: Pretty by @revelboo featuring Shockwave/Reader

A very cute blurb of married life……or uh something humorously close to it. Love this one!!!!

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God this fic had me with my hand clapped over my mouth with a smile on my face, waiting to see what would happen next………..please please read it for some delightfully poignant fluff!!!!

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7 Minutes In Heaven featuring the TF2 Squad by @finniestoncrane featuring the TF2!Squad/Reader (18+)

Finnie paints such a delicious steamy picture and man do I need me some THEM ALL AT ONCE DIABOLICALLY DELICIOUSLY AND DEDICATEDLY

Dating Headcanons with Engineer and Pyro by @eatfeet69 featuring Engineer/Reader, Pyro/Reader

Nate always serves some of the best TF2 content on this app and this lovely fic is no exception—especially when it features two of my favorite mercs HEHEHE :]

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What a Ride by @rotrabbitrot featuring Strade/Reader

This fic Neo wrote had me on the edge of my seat in the best way possible and wanting more…….you gotta see this deliciously evil fic as soon as you possibly can I BEG of you!!!!

Step on Me by @danishpastri featuring Derek Goffard/Male!Reader (18+)

Holy……..words defy how delicious this multi-chapter fic is. You gotta read it and………let me know what y’all think because it’s a TREASURE hehehehehe

that's all from me folks.........my back hurts from writing this and i gotta go lie down now......adios.........

[mrsdotleonkennedy]

unfortunately due to a sickening combination of hyperfixation and ovulation i am infact craving an intense foursome with leland coyle, dr easterman and eddie gluskin right now.

[soothingsuasion]

It would be very interesting to read what kind of kinks PA would like^^

Btw I love your blog

PA + Ex-Pop kink lists and headcanons (NSFW)

I've wanted to do this one for a while, I don't know why I didn't do it sooner. Anyways, of course, a lot of this is just my interpretation. I will include more obvious kinks they probably have, but still. There will also be repeats, but I will make distinctions in the headcanons I include!

I may also include some quotes from the character to show where I got the idea from. Not all of them will have quotes because I do still have to be creative. Anyway, thank you for enjoying my blog! I'm glad you like what I write! Strap in. This'll be a long one.

⚠️ Final warning: Really freaky sexual themes and ideas ahead! Viewer discretion is advised.

Leland Coyle:

* Leather - As I said, some of these would be obvious. Still, he would love to see you in some scandalous leather outfits. Leather bikini, leather bra, even maybe a leather catsuit. He would be infatuated, not with just your appearance. He would love the smell, too.

Whenever you got close enough, he would stick his face close to you and breathe you in. It wouldn't be too obvious, not like if Franco did it. It sounded more like a calm, deep breath.

Quote: "I just love the smell of leather. Oil and leather."

* Electrostimulation - Another self-explanatory one, but still. Seeing your body writhe and squirm under his baton would be heaven for him. It's not a one-way street either. He would secretly love it when you took his baton and held it against him. Expect a lot of groaning and grunting.

Quote: "Gonna give you the electric cure."

* Electric collars - Honestly, Coyle would enjoy any type of collar because he would absolutely yank you around everywhere. Even still, he would have a special affinity for an electric collar.

If he had a way to control it, he would have an absolute field day. He would randomly set it off during a trial just to hear you react. Every time you got scared from the shock and made a ton of noise, he would just laugh.

Dare I say, with enough persuasion, you could convince him to try on an electric collar, too?

* Praise - Hear me out, but Coyle would love it when you praised him. He has an ego the size of Jupiter, so he loves it when you stroke it (and him). He especially loves it when you praise him for being a good police officer. When you praise him, be becomes more "pliable." He's more linent and more likely to reward you.

Quote: "I'm such a good cop."

* Degredation - As much as he loves it when you're under him, he does love a little disobedience. So, when you disobey, he's hurling the most insulting nicknames he can think of at you. Dummy, shitbird, meat, punk, bitch, fucker, you name it. (Those were all names I got from his voicelines.)

* Roleplay - I mean, roleplay is kinda what he does. Genuinely. He sees himself as the cop and you as the criminal, even if it's all more complicated than that. He loves the chase and the adrenaline he feels when he finds you. If you play into that little cat and mouse game, he might find it frustrating but would also find it most certainly thrilling. It also plays into his power trip. It makes him feel bigger than you.

* Bondage - This one kind of goes along with the leather, but he would love seeing you bound. Especially in handcuffs. Being able to touch, pleasure, and hurt you while you struggle against his restraints wouldn't only be arousing, but also amusing. If you get frustrated with him? Even better, that just gives him more grounds to punish you.

* Begging - He loves hearing that sweet voice of yours beg for him. Whether it's begging him to let you finish, or begging him to stop hurting you, he adores it all. Unfortunately, begging him to stop only turns him on more and makes him go harder.

Quote: "Only thing, only thing I want to hear out of you is begging, screaming, and dripping."

* Humping - Coyle would love it if you ever humped his leg or boot (more on that later). He would degrade and praise you, looking back and forth between your face and in between your thighs. He would absolutely force you to make eye contact with him, too. The desperation and/or pleasure on your face would send him into a frenzy.

* Semi-public play - This one goes back to his fixation for punishment. Accusing you of public indecency but completely being invested in it. Fingering you and/or stroking you off while degrading you. Telling you to be quiet or he'll give you a reason to scream.

Quote: "I got a real short tolerance for public indecency."

* Face fucking - I could see Coyle love hearing you gag on him. Having you on your knees, forcing your head down on him. The gagging would stroke his ego as well, thinking he was just too big for you. If you didn't gag? All the better, he wouldn't have to go easy on you.

* Fear play - You'll see this one a lot. Coyle loves it when you're afraid. Especially if you were typically stoic, composed, or egotistical. It would show him that he's still "got it." As in, he can still be intimidating. If you won't submit willingly, he'd try to scare you into submission.

* Piercings - Specifically if they're in intimate areas or if the piercings are metal, because metal conducts electricity. You'd be so sensitive. It would drive him wild. He would get hard just thinking about you feeling the electricity even after he was done with you.

* Smoking/Shotgunning - After or during sex, Coyle might hold the cigarette between his fingers and urge you to take a drag, holding it to your lips. Coyle would also blow smoke in your face or mouth, then ask you how it tasted.

* Boots - Whether you're humping his boots or licking them, he delights in it. Your desperation, your submission, your neediness, it's all so satisfying for him to watch. Coyle would make you lick his boots as an apology and have the most sickening smirk on his face. One of his punishments would be stepping on you.

Quotes: "I'm a stomp a hole in you..."

"You lick my boot, maybe I let you up."

Mother Gooseberry

* Praise - She would absolutely encourage you through sex, telling you how good you are and how well you're taking her. Even through punishments, she would praise you after each round/hit you took.

Quote: "There's a good child. Daddy, would you like to operate?"

* Degredation - If you disobeyed or were bad, she would degrade you. Not in such a way as Coyle, though. She would sugarcoat it. Expect names like naughty child, spoiled brat, and lazy child (also names taken from her voice lines). Mother Gooseberry would force you to apologize as she's punishing you. That's mentioning nothing of Mr. Futterman. He would degrade you no matter what, and a lot less nicely.

* Spanking - One of her go-to methods for punishment. Mother Gooseberry wouldn't stop until you were red from the impacts. That being said, I don't think she would be very gentle either. If you aren't flinching from the pain, she wasn't doing it hard enough.

Quotes: "That little shit needs a spanking."

"Oh, I could help him with that."

* Biting - Both Mother Gooseberry and Mr. Futterman have a fixation on teeth. That being said, I could see Mother Gooseberry letting you bite her if you ask nicely. Mother Goosberry would love to look over the bite mark and show Mr. Futterman, almost analyzing it. I do think she would enjoy the mark you would leave too, seeing just how strong that mouth of yours is.

Quotes: "Lateral incisor! Upper bicuspid! First Molar! Third Molar!"

"A little more time brushing at the sink would mean a lot less time in the chair."

* Fingering - I read some headcanons about Mother Gooseberry, and this was a headcanon of hers that someone else had. I like the idea that she'd give you princess/prince treatment (as long as you were good) and make you feel good with her fingers. Having you laid back on pillows while she sits above you, working her fingers inside and out of you.

(I think birdieormutt is the one who made those headcanons? I'm not sure. Anyway, please go check them out! They have such fun headcanons.)

* Finger sucking - I don't know why, but I think Mother Gooseberry would also like to have her fingers sucked on. Especially after she fingers you, she would make you taste yourself. Not until she tasted you for herself, though.

She would love to feel the suction and how strong it is. Praising you as you did it and encouraging you to suck harder.

* Food play - This one might be a bit of a stretch, but I think Mother Gooseberry would lick a lollipop or sucking on a piece of candy before putting it in your mouth. Or maybe she would drizzle a sweet syrup on her body and have you lick it off until she was clean. Completely clean.

Quote: "But children love candy."

* Cunnilingus - Following the "licking syrup off of her" idea, I think she would love to be eaten out. Gently guiding you, tugging on your hair as she sweetly degrades and praises you. Calling you naughty and dirty but naming you her little lamb and gosling. If you had a good tongue, you would leave her breathless. Your tongue would be praised so much you'd think it was silver.

* Tickling - This one is also a bit of a stretch, but she loves it when you smile and laugh. Seeing those beautiful teeth of yours would also make her smile. Your laughing would be music to her ears and remind her that not everyone is afraid of her.

Hearing your moans and gasps in between the laughing would only make you more irresistible. I'm not saying that she would tickle you hard always. Maybe she would start by tickling you a lot, but then get softer as the moments got more intimate.

Franco Barbi:

* Mommy kink - This one is very obvious, but it wouldn't be Franco without it. No matter if you're on the bottom or top, you'd be called mommy at least once. Whispering it in your ear, saying it in between moans, or even when he's begging for you. In fact, I think it would be really difficult for him to get turned on if he didn't/couldn't call you mommy.

It's not always mommy either. It can also be variations of the word. "Mama" is another go-to for him.

Quote: "Mommy, I'm gonna open you right up."

* High heels - This was actually in one of the files you can get in the trials. Claiming Franco liked to be "on the business end of a high heel."

That being said, step on him with heels. Wear heels and let him kiss them. Make him grind against your heels. He loves it all and watches your expression as he does it. You humiliate or praise him while he does it? He gets so turned on.

Quote: "I wonder what her shoes look like. I wonder if I could just... just look at her shoes."

* Lactation - This one isn't surprising either, but even still. If you were in a relationship with Franco, I could see him asking/bribing/demanding the doctors to give you galactagogues. (Galactagogues - Substances that stimulate milk production.)

He wouldn't use the milk just for drinking, either. Franco would use the milk as lube if there's enough after he's done with you.

Quote: "I'm gonna drink you like a fucking milkshake."

* Nipple play - On the topic of breasts and the like, Franco loves nipples. Pinching, squeezing, sucking, biting, licking, everything. Most of the time, he wouldn't be gentle with you. He wants to leave you sore and bruised, hickeys and marks all over.

When playing with your breasts, he needs to be close to you. Sitting on your lap, laying on top of you, straddling you, any position. He just needs to be close and feel your skin against his.

* Voyeurism - He loves to watch. If you give him a strip tease show, his eyes are glued to you. Watching every movement and expression you make. It's not just strip teases either. Watching you bathe and watching you touch yourself were some of his other favorite moments.

When he watched you, he couldn't keep still. He would be shuffling and squirming, maybe even palming himself through his pants. All the while begging you to continue, praising you if you do good, and threatening/degrading you if you stop.

Quote: "Dinner and a show. I love this place."

* Gun play - Franco loves making you suck on the barrels of his Lupara or putting the barrels inside of you. He always has his Lupara close by, both for comfort and security.

If he isn't sticking Lupara inside of you somehow, he might be threatening you. Pushing Lupara up against your chest, chin, or head. Either to keep you from doing anything slick, or just because he likes to see the fear on your face when your life is in jeopardy.

* Oral - This is more general, but I believe he has an oral fixation. He just loves having his mouth on you. As I've said before, licking, biting, sucking, kissing, and drooling are all up his alley. Franco loves the closeness, the feeling of your soft skin in his mouth. The marks and mess are just side benefits.

* Biting - Elaborating more on the oral aspect, he would love biting your nipples. It wouldn't surprise me if Franco chewed on his pacifier, then gave you the same treatment.

He would pay close attention to every noise you made, whether it be a gasp or an "ow." Every noise you made would just excite him, and he would bite you more often.

* Smothering - Franco being practically suffocated in your breasts or thighs would be heaven-sent to him. The pressure on his head would be so soothing and/or comforting to him.

He would take the chance to leave wet kisses all over you, humming and groaning into your skin.

* Face sitting - This one goes along with the smothering kink. You can't tell me this man isn't good at eating someone out. Especially since he thinks he lacks in other departments.

Franco loves tasting you, and his tongue is like magic. Even better, make sure you feel him up as you sit on him. Get handsy, leave kisses, and you'll have him whining underneath you.

* Somnophilia - Franco sleeps a lot and would melt (get really turned on) if you woke him up with more... scandalous acts. He wouldn't just love it when you played with him while he slept. He would enjoy doing it to you, too.

Trailing kisses all the way down to your groin and eating you out or blowing you in your sleep. I also think he would really like your morning voice/appearance. When you're still groggy and messy-looking.

* Fear play - He thinks you're pretty when you're scared. Not only that, but it makes Franco feel "bigger." As much as Franco likes being cared for and coddled, he needs to have some type of leverage on you occasionally.

Making you scared or trying to intimidate you is a prime method. Just ask Lupara. Seeing your wide eyes and trembling body makes you all the more alluring to him. Granted, I don't think he'd want you to be scared all the time. He wants you to be close to him, after all.

Quote: "You're pretty when you're scared."

* Nipple piercings - Any piercings in intimate places, he would really enjoy. However, these piercings will absolutely get gnawed on. Especially nipple piercings.

Funny enough, I don't think Franco would like metal piercings as much as plastic or silicone ones. Metal piercings are harsher on the teeth, but plastic and silicone are softer. It reminds him of his pacifier, but it's 5 times better. Don't worry, if he hurts you, he'll lick and kiss you better after.

* Blood - One of the idle grunts in his trials (I heard it in Poison the Medicine) says, "If he can't get milk, he'll take blood."

That being said, he would definitely lick your wounds. Specifically, if you got shot with Lupara. I do take interest in the idea that if you were to pierce your nipples in front of him, he would be there to watch and lick up the blood.

Plus, I mean, inflicting pain on yourself? He couldn't help but watch.

Kress Twins:

* Cunnilingus - Otto would love to watch you eat Arora out. Especially if he carry-fucks you. Otto would definitely guide you too, telling/showing you how to please her.

Arora would be willing to teach you, too, if you were inexperienced. However, she would find such delight in someone who had an experienced tongue. Her gloved hand holding you close and/or pulling your hair.

* Pet play - Having you as their little play thing would be their goal. At least, when it comes to sex. Treating you as a pet would mean that you could be trained and taught.

Obedience is sexy to them. Having you hung on their every word and bending to their will is so very attractive. I think they would allow you to pick what pet you wanted to be. Dog, cat, bunny, you name it.

* Toys - This one is also more general, but I think toys would be a very important aspect of their sex life. Vibrators, plugs, and restraints would be used. (I will go more in-depth with some sex toys, but you'll read those later.)

Otto and Arora would love watching you stumble around a trial with a plug inside of you. One that they picked out for you. Of course, if they did that, they would go easier on you. Their smart enough to know when the playing field is unfair.

* Suspension play - Having you on a sex swing would be ideal for them. It's more convenient because they can both reach you more easily.

It's not just for simplicity, though. You could hardly be able to fight back, and you would have more freedom to move around. They would love having all four hands on you at once. Quadruple the pleasure.

* Lingerie - Otto and Arora are so fancy, they want you to be fancy too. Them buying you nice lingerie would be a reward for you if you've been good. They may even let you pick what you want.

Otto and Arora would want you to wear the lingerie almost constantly. Either under your clothes, or have you just walking around their trial half-naked. Don't wander in your lingerie in any other prime asset trial without their permission, though. That warrants a punishment.

* Mirrors - Otto and Arora once had a mirror box, so you can't tell me they wouldn't want to use a mirror (or some) with you too. I could see Arora fingering you in front of a mirror and using another mirror angled just right so Otto could watch. Maybe Otto would do the same, but he would make you ride him instead.

They would love watching you get embarrassed seeing your own face in the mirror. I mean, those blushing cheeks of yours are priceless.

Quotes: "I miss our mirror box. I miss looking you in the face while you please me."

"Me too, my love. Me too."

* Intox - Arora would love to test her tinctures on you. Especially tinctures that caused feelings of arousal. Otto would help Arora and keep you pinned down if you tried to escape. Unfortunately, trying to fight or escape would also mean you were gonna get punished.

In a sense, you were their lab rat. However, they did praise you when you did well or let them test things on you. Lucky for them, arousal for you would just mean more fun for them. They would tease you to no end.

* Blindfolds - Arora doesn't like being seen, and Otto doesn't like you looking at Arora. Well, until you become a part of their relationship. Even still, I think blindfolds would be a unique part of your sex life with them.

They would put you in a blindfold and have you explore their bodies until you could please them without a second thought. Not to mention, your hands become more gentle and slow when you had the blindfold on. Sometimes, they needed that gentle touch.

Liliya Bogomolova:

* Cutting - Liliya would carve her name into your skin, and maybe even cute designs. Hearts, crosses, and other things that represent her adoration for you. She loves to watch you tremble and shiver when her claws dig into your skin.

In more intimate moments, she'll be a little more gentle than normal. Blood is inevitable, though. (More on that in a moment.)

Quote: "Cut it away."

* Scratching - She likes scratching you, of course, but she loves it when you scratch her too. It's not easy considering the outfit she wears, but her chest and a part of her upper-back are open.

Don't hold back on the scratching either. Liliya likes it rough. She wants you to hurt her. She will even encourage you to do so.

* Lace - I really do think Liliya would appreciate lace on somebody. Lace is gentle and elegant-looking, but it's also thin and fragile. Liliya can tear through the lace easily and feel your skin beneath her claws.

She loves how soft it makes you look while also making you seem less threatening. She would tell you just how gorgeous and graceful you look.

* Blood - Liliya watches where she cuts you, waiting for the beads of blood to drip down said part of your body. I think one of her favorite places to cut would be your lips.

She would never cut too deep, but enough to where she can taste your blood when she kisses you. When she gets your blood on her claws, she licks it off.

* Fear play - Liliya does like it when you're afraid of her, but within reason. She doesn't want you to always avoid her, but she does like the way your heart races when she scares you.

Typically, when she scares you, she just jumpscares you. She loves to get your blood pumping. It makes your blood all the sweeter. She also enjoys consoling you after she scares you, telling you that you don't need to be afraid any longer. She's got you.

* (Women) Scissoring - Having her legs intertwined with yours is beyond divine to her. Liliya would absolutely try to leg-lock you and keep as much skin contact as possible. She loves the way you shake and move against her.

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Pusher:

* Intox - This one is also rather obvious, but he likes to get you high. Well, depending on the drug. He doesn't want you in psychosis since that's really just a horrible trip and likely to make you freak out. He would rather give you something that mellows you out. Or, he may give you just enough drugs to make you slightly weaker.

* Handjobs - Vanilla, but that's how he would prefer it. Minus the intox. He would love to lie back and let you use your hands on him. If you're a man, I could see him also enjoy giving handjobs. They aren't too physically demanding, and he can do it sitting down.

* Dry humping - Pusher would enjoy having you on top of him and feeling you grind against him. Y'all don't have to take your clothes off, and it feels really good. Pusher's hands would be loosely gripping your thighs as if encouraging you to keep moving rather than guiding you.

* Sleepy sex - Pusher seems like the kind of guy who also enjoys a bit of sleep. Pusher would hold on to you and give you some lazy, gentle touches. He would also really like it if you did the same.

One of his favorite positions would be you on top of him, cowgirl style. Or a blowjob would suffice, too. The room filled with Pusher's soft, breathy moans as you work your magic.

Pitcher:

* Temperature play - There probably won't be any surprises in regards to what I picked for Pitcher's list. Still, he wants you to feel hot. No, feel his heat. He wouldn't always set you on fire, but bring fire just close enough to where you squirm and thrash against the heat.

In fact, I think he would try ice on you. He wouldn't touch the ice himself, though. He has gloves.

Pitcher would make a part of your body extremely cold, and then temperature shock you with his breath. Without breathing fire because I believe, even normally, his breath is really hot.

* Wax play - Pitcher has the perfect tools to melt wax, so why wouldn't he try it? He loves watching the wax drip down your stomach and thighs. Pitcher also really likes when the wax pools up because then he can touch it and smear it across your body.

Following that idea, I could see Pitcher trying to write his name on your body in wax. This is also why I think he would prefer a colored wax, something easier to see on skin.

* Branding - I've said in multiple posts now that I think the Pitcher would brand you by pressing the nozzle of his mask onto your skin and then breathing fire onto you.

Aside from that, I think he would also enjoy using other metal items to brand you. Especially if he could somehow burn his initials into you. He would heat the metal himself, get it red hot, and then press it to your thigh or ass.

* Massages - Pitcher's muscles would be so tense. He would appreciate a bit of relaxation time. Here's the kicker: warming massage oil (AKA: contact-warming oil). His body is already hot, but he would love the tingling heat sensation of the oil.

Pitcher's moaning and groaning during the massage would be his way of telling you how well you're doing. I don't think he'd mind a bit of pain either if you needed to go deep with your massage. It'd be one of those good pains you get from massage sore muscles.

* Burning - Probably the most obvious of them all, but he would love to give you some burns. He doesn't want to kill you, so he'd often be relatively gentle. He still loves to watch you squirm, and he'll pin you down if he has to. Those muscles mean business.

His favorite part of burning you is actually the aftermath. He loves looking at the burn scars he left behind. Pitcher would mimic kisses on those scars by pressing the nozzle of his mask to them.

Night Hunter:

* Cutting - Like Liliya, he loves cutting you. However, I think he would take it to a higher extreme. The Night Hunter would cut deeper and carve his name into you multiple times. He wants other people to know that you're his.

He doesn't always carve things into your skin, though. More often, he just leaves straight cuts on whatever part of your body he can get a hold of.

* Knife play - More accurately, machete play. If he's not cutting you, his machetes blade is poking against you. The Night Hunter would make you beg him not to cut you. If you did good enough, he'd go gentle. Just for you.

Expect a machete blade to be shoved against your neck often. Make sure to be still!

* Fear play - The Night Hunter finds joy in others' fear. He loves to intimidate, and you're no exception. Threatening to slit your throat and stab his machete right through you are some of his favorites.

He loves watching you fight your body, trying your absolute hardest to be still so he doesn't hurt you. The way your eyes go wide when he gets a little too close to your skin? He lives for it.

* Blood - The way your blood drips and splatters on him is a feeling he will never get over. He wants to be wet, drenched in your blood. Though, he wouldn't actually kill you. Not unless he was pressed to. Truth is, he likes you. You were the perfect little bird for him.

Similar to Liliya, the Night Hunter would lick your blood off of his machete. If it's not him licking your blood, he'll force you to clean it with your tongue. Then, he'll kiss you after so he can taste it from your lips.

Quote: "Let's see you bleed."

* Dacryphilia - The Night Hunter would be an absolute sucker for tears. Watching your eyes start to glisten when he hurts you too much or when he scares you enough is so satisfying to him.

He wants to know he's scary, and your crying would be a perfect sign. The Night Hunter would wipe your tears and clean your face after he was done, though. As much as he loves it, he doesn't want your pretty face crying all the time.

* Predator/Prey - He's the predator. You're the prey. He loves chasing you and playing hide and seek with you. This also goes back to the fear play because he loves how terrified you look when he finds you.

On the other hand, he feels a great satisfaction when he finds and/or catches you. All that running and seeking pays off when he finally climbs on top of you. He also enjoys seeing you out of breath, that rise and fall of your chest.

Quote: "Yeah, make me chase you."

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This one was really long, but it was super fun to do. I hope you enjoyed it!

This one took me a while, but it was worth it if y'all liked it. I do think they would like more vanilla things like blowjobs, handjobs, fingering, etc. I just wanted to pinpoint the more unique ones.

I did want to apologize because there wasn't a lot for Liliya. I find it hard to write for her. I hope you understand.

Thank you all for reading, and I hope you have a fantastic day! All y'all's support means so much to me. I love y'all! ♡

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Genius brain idea: Yandere Prime Asset harem. They all go after 1 reagent and they either take turns or steal/fight over them for themselves when it’s prime time.

God is in the gap in your teeth.

Yandere Leland Coyle/ Mother Gooseberry/ Franco Barbi/ Otto & Arora Kress x Gender Neutral! Reagent! Reader romantic headcanons Summary: Murkoff can't hold all of the prime assets back if they all love you. Content warnings: yandere content, abusive behavior, abusive maternal behavior, mention of sexual acts (no great detail), canon typical violence. Word count: 1.4k AI was not used for the writing, please do not use any of this for AI. Ultimate Outlast masterlist Welcome board ˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚ ❀

You’re so screwed, it’s not even funny. You already have to survive and complete the trials but mixing in how five prime assets are trying to keep you in there with them? They’ve just given up the concept of killing you entirely and homed in on the idea of keeping you for themselves. 

Coyle is annoying enough, but he’s so much worse with an obsession. He feels like you’re given to him, you were a gift to him wrapped in a pretty bow. You’re his to keep, pleasure, mistreat, everything. The first time you entered one of Coyle’s trials, was like a waterfall being given to a man dying of thirst. You were beautiful, jittering from the door trap you had only escaped seconds earlier and you were terrified. When you completed the trial of killing the snitch, he came to the conclusion that you needed to be properly educated, especially by him. He fully believes you need him to teach you right from wrong, not only because he’s a police officer but also because he knows you’re meant to be his. In the dead of night, his electric baton wasn’t even enough to get him off. 

Gooseberry is more maternal than the others yet keep the toxicity of her worldview. You’re perfect. You’re beyond that word itself. Back to comparing her actions to the others, the sexualization you experience from Franco and Coyle is so much, if anything, Mother Gooseberry benefits from it. You can run from them to her arms! You don’t have to deal with those pigs while you have her to protect you from them. Dr. Futterman isn’t nice to Gooseberry when it comes to her obsession (or ever really), he’ll make comments about how the way she thinks of you is gross, but he (to an extent) encourages it by not telling her to stop. As time goes on, Futterman will slowly encourage Mother Gooseberry to try keeping you from the other reagents, ex-pop, and then Murkoff itself. She’d have conversations (both in the trials and outside) with Futterman about your beauty and kindness and how you needed her to take care of you. The waves of euphoria she experienced when she saw you within the confines of the orphanage, tense from the sound of Futterman’s drill, will never be replicated by anything else. 

Franco is a desperate man that already takes his desires out on you, but now with an obsession, he’s much more difficult. His sexual comments become more directed, and gestures are hyper specific to your anatomy. Franco doesn’t see you as a doll that he can keep in the same way Coyle does, rather he sees you as a mother. He wants you to love him like a mother loves her baby, but he still wants the upper hand, he wants the ability to scream and verbally abuse you in any way he wants and for you to kiss his cheek and be complicit. When he first saw you in one of the trials, he knew you would be a perfect fit for him, your eyes were soft with nervous tears and your hands covered in blood. Franco has never been a complicit man, whether that was under the governments rule or Murkoff, he will not always listen to people. He knows his reality well enough to know what he wants, no matter how much the Sinyala doctors try drugging him. 

Otto and Arora are like Mother Gooseberry, a two in one combo. Similar to Coyle, they believe they’re above you and that you are in a bad place, not in the way that they need to fix you, but rather that they need to guide you, to keep you subdued in their lap. They won’t mistreat you like Coyle would because why would they destroy something as important and delicate as you? They believe you’re here for them to keep around and look pretty. Their gossipy nature is part of the reason they both agreed to getting a hold on you too. It was only minutes after they had seen you within the shopping mall, eyed half-lidded and slightly sick in all your glory, had they talked about keeping you for themselves. 

The reactions to each other are already bad but having them obsessed with you makes things like Prime Time terrible. None of them like each other and the way they treat you affects that. Otto and Arora dislike everyone else because they don’t have the same delicate taste as they do. Coyle doesn’t like the concept of sharing his plaything. Mother Gooseberry will not believe that anyone else’s intentions are genuine. And Franco believes a mother must always keep her attention on her baby. 

On the topic of Prime Time, having two, possibly even three, prime assets going after you is a nightmare many don’t want to even think about. Of course, during this time, many of the prime assets are actually trying to work together to keep you within the trial. They’ll find a way to keep you down, whether through tying you up to something, threatening you, or just straight up hurting you. 

Coyle would simply threaten you; you know enough about him and the electrical burns on the mannequins to know not to fight back too hard. If he manages to keep you in the trial when it isn’t Prime Time, he’ll take so much pride in the fact he was able to take one step closer to rehabilitating you. The short time spent alone with him is terrifying, you’re constantly on edge about what he’s going to do and how he’s going to go about it. It’s roughly twenty minutes that you’re stuck in there, Easterman and the rest of the doctors within Sinyala know you’re in there, part of the time is getting the workers down to the trial and another part is seeing how Coyle will treat you. He’ll go on a tangent about how he’ll make sure to help you as it was his job while he brought the electric baton between your thighs. 

Franco would just freak you out enough to make you sit still, threatening you with his lupara to get you to replace the mannequin in the soft brown chair. He’d mutter on about how you’d make a good mother to him and that he knows you’re going to like the things he would do for and to you. He’d lay in your lap with his thumb between his lips, kicking his feet as he listens to you sing a lullaby. It wouldn’t help him possibly fall asleep, your presence is already so much and being alone with you kept him awake. One thing led to another, and Franco was playing with your fingers, eventually bringing it to his mouth and biting you. Your yelp would be a sign to him, finally saying that you should punish him for hurting you, pulling your hands to his belt. 

Gooseberry would try lulling you into a false sense of security, singing to you and holding you like you’re made of glass. Dr. Futterman would occasionally interrupt Phyllis, complaining about how you weren’t listening to them (which was partially true). She’d quickly assure him that you’re better than that, that you’re not greedy enough to disregard her love for you. Mother Gooseberry would treat you delicately, taking you to the film rooms in the orphanage and trying to entertain you as much as she can. Anything you do is taken like a gift from God, she’d praise you for basic things and any form of resistance doesn’t exist. The film room would be a bit uncomfortable for you, she’d hold you in her arms, occasionally complimenting you before kissing you on the forehead. 

Otto and Arora will drug you, keep you sick enough to not be able to use your full strength and get away from them. Even when Arora only has access to hyper specific chemicals to make her nausea-inducing vials, she’ll figure out how to make chemicals to keep you weak. They’ll be slightly nicer to you compared to others; they’ll praise you about taking the chemicals well as Otto picks you up since you would be too weak to move much. If you had managed to get a smidge of strength to fight back, their kind tone would hastily leave. Arora would mock you for disregarding their kindness, but Otto would justify it by reminding her that you still need them to show you right from wrong. 

It’s only after they get their hands on you will the prime assets start fighting to keep you for themselves, trying to get you within their hands to keep away from the others, Murkoff, and the world itself. It would get really bad to the extent that you get a moment to run... but you wouldn’t get away for long. 

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