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My dads bout to be on that list he’s pissing me tf off

my dad is officially on my no contact list.

fuck that cunt

Chris redfield x male reader who’s a rock singer pls

Uh yeah, I’m just shocked I got an ask about a fic or sum it’s been awhile- 😭 

Chris was never one for get togethers. Maybe when he was younger but not now. He was a busy man he never had anytime for crap like that. But Claire insisted (like always) that he needed to get out of the house for once. 

She knew he was a bit weird in crowds but she had a concert she wanted to go to and she wanted someone else to go to. This was the perfect opportunity, they could leave at anytime because of the way the dome was built. Plus she’s been before and it’s always been fun. 

Claire was sitting in her living room watching tv when Chris comes out in green cargo pants and a black short sleeved t-shirt. “Let’s get this over with.” She rolls her eyes as she turns the tv off grabbing her keys. 

They arrive at the concert as she hands the tickets to the bouncer. They both walk in as Chris looks around enamored. Flashing lights bright and fast but not enough to be annoying or migraine inducing. Claire smiles as he continues following her. 

They stop when they reach a spot. Claire hands him a drink as he takes a sip. “Alright the concerts starting soon come on.” He downs his whiskey following behind. They walk through the crowds of pumped up sweaty people. 

They stop at a point as they look up to the stage. 

After a bit of waiting a voice comes on a really sexy one. Chris inhales as he listens to the excited voice. After a few seconds of talking and other things people begin to come out. Probably other band members. They’re cool but don’t catch his eye. Then the main singer comes out. 

He had jeans, black boots and a white undershirt on with a bunch of dog tags. It was simple but fit a rock band perfectly to be fair.

“He’s so fucking cool!” Claire shouts at Chris as he stands their mouth agape and in awe. Claire looks at him curiously as he finally managed to speak. “H-he’s so hot…” She laughs at his comment as the music begins to turn on. “He’s signing autographs after the concert go get one!!!” She shouts over the loud crowd. He smiles as he begins to bop his head to the music.

The concert was incredible. He’s never ever really done something like that but he enjoyed every second. Everyone claps at the performance, screams, whistles everything.

 “Alright I’ll be at the bar go shoot your shot.” He nods focused on getting to the angel he laid his eyes on. 

As he was walking along the path a bunch of people managed to move him in the opposite direction. He couldn’t fight through it so he gave up sighing as he gets swept somewhere else. He wobbles a bit as everyone moves to other places. 

He looks around, backstage? He begins to turn around but manages to bump into someone. He falls backwards as he begins to look up. “Oh shit you alright?” It was the lead singer! Holy shit! Holy shit! “Oh my god, I’m a recent fan, my sister introduced me to you tonight and uh your concert was awesome!” Chris smiles at the man as he smiles back. 

“It’s to meet a fan, a new and old one especially.” Chris practically shakes with excitement. “Can I have your autograph?” He asks curiously. The man laughs. “Of course I’ll do your name to since your new Mr?” He tilts his head. “Oh uh Chris Redfield.” 

The man stops for a moment. “Woah are you THE Chris Redfield?” He asks smiling. Chris nods rubbing the back of his head. “Chris Redfield is a fan of mine holy shit-“ the man laughs as he nods. “Yeah of course you can have anything man thanks for your service!” Chris smiles happily as he hands the man a piece of blank paper and one with his number to.

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Out Of The Depths

Chris Redfield x Male!Reader

Summary: Former S.T.A.R.S employee L/N is back to defeat Wesker. Chris is excited that his husba- old captain is back.

Chapter 1: Welcome Back

Chapter 2: Situations

Chapter 3: Jill!!

Chapter 4: Brain Busters

Chapter 5: Uncovered

Chapter 6: Good To See You

Chapter 7: Partners?

Chapter 8: Kick His Ass!!!

Chapter 9: We’ve Won, For Now

Chapter 10: Fuck it? Fuck me (this is a bonus chapter, it’s smut so if you don’t like smut than your not missing anything if you don’t read it :])

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Who’s your daddy?

Pre entity Evan x Male! Reader

Daddy kink, dry humping, exibistionist, Crying, humiliation, non-con/ dub-con and degradation

Moans sound out through the estate as you sit on Mr.Macmillan’s bed, he was humping your foot as the fine leather hit that spot perfectly. 

“Pathetic Macmillan. Humping your Daddy’s Business Partner. Have some better standard rich boy.” He whimpers as he grabs your thigh closing his eyes tightly. 

“Ngh~ n-not p-pathetic mhm!” He moans out as he continues rutting against your expensive leather shoe. He shakes around your leg as he starts moaning more vigorously.

“Take your pants off Macmillan.” He take his pants off as he drags his bare cock on your shoe. His dick was drenched in pre and aching for release.

 His tip was a light pink as a bit of purple shows at the slit because of how rough you were earlier. “G-gonna gonna f-fuck- daddy~.” Your eyes go wide as you look down at him as he continues humping your foot. 

You start laughing maniacally as he looks up at you confused. “Daddy?! Daddy!! Ha! Pathetic! We’re in your dads room where he could walk in anytime and you call me fucking daddy?!” You say laughing

He starts crying from the humiliation as you laugh at him. “Come on hump daddy’s expensive shoes you worthless whore.” He starts to get close as his moans go up in volume. 

“D-daddy fuck, gonna cum all over daddy’s shoes, gonna cum all over daddy’s shoes fuck, fuck, fuck mHM~ Daddy oh~ cuMMING?!” He moans out as his tongue lols out his mouth with a drawn out moan. 

As he starts to come down from his high. You pick your foot up looking at his creamy cum on the linen shoe. “Lick.” You say as he grabs your shoe licking it. “Mhm, good boy such a good boy for daddy.” You rub his hair as he heavily breathes.

Based on a fucking meme I made. My “wife”

Cw: Femitization kink, groping, pills and suggestiveness but not smut.

You were laying in your bed trying to fight a headache you had all week. You open your eyes as you look at the blaring sun as you look over seeing Albert wasn’t there. 

You quirk an eyebrow as you get up with a sigh going to take more medication. As you go in the bathroom you hear cussing downstairs. You laugh as you hear Albert cussing like a sailor.

You take the medication walking downstairs. You smile as you look for him stopping your tracks when you see him. “Oh, y/n. Good to see you.” He says with a smirk on his face.

“Y-you look… Jesus Christ….” You say as a bit of drool falls out your mouth. “Like what you say sweetie?” You nod vigorously as he walks over to you with a fucking evil smirk. He grabs your hips pushing you towards him. 

“W-what’s the, the, special occasion?” You say as you look him up and down like an animal. “Well you’ve been in pain all week so I thought I should do this, you said something like this would make you feel better anyday.” He says as he kisses you.  

“Fuck baby.” You say groaning into the kiss. “My fucking malewife.” You say laughing as he looks at you confused. “Malewife?” He says as you laugh at his confusion with a hand on his hip. “It’s a slang term babe.”

“What does it mean?” “Kinda self explanatory don’t you think princess?” He blushes at the nickname. He shouldn’t be enjoying feminine titles should he? “You liked that huh.” You look down at the bulge through his dress and apron. 

“Turn the stove off baby girl. Your my food now hun.” You say with a smirk as he blushes wildly turning the stove as he sees what he’s in store for.

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My kiddo and i need your help now more than ever before.

2 years ago, my child was assaulted by their paternal father during his visitation time with them. I will not go into detail about what happened because it is incredibly disturbing and gruesome, but they ended up in the hospital. I tried to press charges, but the charges were dropped because they could not find the weapon that was used.

After it happened, i took the paternal father back to court and I was able to win sole legal and sole physical custody of my kiddo.

The paternal father is once again, trying to take custody of them. They do not want to see their father, they want absolutely nothing to do with him. They are 11 years old now and I feel that they are old enough to make that choice and that it should be respected.

I need help raising $$ for a lawyer and court fees so that i can fight this and protect them. I do not want them to be further traumatized by being forced to see their paternal father against their will. Please, please help me protect them. Help my kiddo stay safe.

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Nsfw below:

Sub!Trans!Micheal Myers x dom! Male! Reader 

Some gender dysphoria comfort for our sweet doll Micheal. Just some soft to rough fucking and fluff.

Cw: Dysphoria, body worship, Praise, vaginal fingering, cunnlingus, nipple play, penetration, Creampies, belly bulge, abuse mentions and comfort

Micheal had bad days like all of us even if he didn’t really have emotions. The sanatorium especially didn’t help his body issues. He asked the nurses for top surgery one time to which they didn’t mind but loomis refused anything else. As he grew up his pecs started to get bigger causing him more dysphoria. He also never got bottom surgery which also didn’t make him feel like a real man.

Micheal was having one of those more dysphoric days. He was looking at his chest running his finger under his crescent scars. He was annoyed at how he looks no matter how much he tried, he hated himself. 

“Baby boy?” A voice calls out from behind him. “Are you alright sweetie?” You ask grabbing his face in your hand as you rub his soft, pink lips. He leans into your stomach as you sigh and rub his beautiful hair. He lets out a groan of a certain tone telling you he’s a bit insecure at the moment. “Aw, what’s wrong precious?” He sighs pointing to his scars as you look confused for a moment then the realization hits. “Dysphoria acting up for ya?“ you ask as he shakes his head. You kneel next to him snaking your hands under his arms to his chest. 

You put your head in his nape as you rub the scars. “Sweetheart, you know that the fact that your chest is a bit bigger than most men doesn’t make you less of one.” You state your words being muffled by Michaels neck. He grunts in response, you laugh slightly. Your hands around his chest start to squeeze in there path. He looks at you with his usual stoic demeanor but with a pink blush on his cheeks. “You are the most masculine man I have ever met, I don’t think I’ve met someone as handsome as you prince.” You say biting down on his neck still needing his boobs. 

You start twisting his nipples making his back arch a bit as soft pants ring out through your shared room. He was so fucking adorable like this. You could tell he was getting needier and needier by the second with the way his thighs rubbed together.  

After around 10 minutes of your torture on his nipples there was a big wet spot on his pants as he humps his chair aching for release. “Aw is your pussy that desperate for me?” He groans loudly as you snake your hand down to his waistband of his pants. “You’ve taken the abuse well pretty boy.”

You smile as you pull him onto the bed propping his head up on the pillows. He looks at you with blush all over his cheeks as his blue eyes dart away embarrassed. You crawl onto him kissing him deeply. “Such a good boy for me aren’t you.” You say rubbing his inner thighs. He looks at you as you pull away, drool leaking down his lips. 

You crawl down to his stomach slowly pulling his pants down. You could see his pussy clenching around nothing through his underwear. So needy for you. “God your so perfect Mikey.” You say no lie in your voice whatsoever. You finally pull his underwear down the cold air of the room hitting him. 

His pussys dripping so much. You circle your finger around his thick lips. So meaty and thick. You take your finger and spread it open. He always makes you drool. You open your mouth latching yourself to his sweet pussy. He always comes fast from any stimulation not really being left alone in the sanatorium. His quiet moans filling the room with your lewd slurping. You bring your fingers up to his hole pushing them in as you take your face off his clit. 

“The fact that you have a pussy or bigger tits doesn’t make you any less of a man, doll.” You say hitting his g spot each word. His back arches as his mouth fall opens. His back arches and his pussy starts pulsing letting you know he’s right at the edge. You continue your abuse on his clit and hole. “C-cumming.” He whispers out as he squirts all over your face. 

You laugh softly at the mess of a man infront of you. His tongue out like a dog. You gently lift his legs up not wanting to hurt him. “Fuck baby look how hard you got me.” You say giving strokes to your cock. His mouth waters as much as his pussy does as he looks at your fat dick. You start rubbing your cock against his wetness lubing yourself up so it doesn’t hurt for him or you.

You look at Micheal with his legs wide open over your shoulders. You finally rub your tip across his slit pushing in as he groans. “Always so fucking tight…” it was always like a snake wrapping tightly around your dick. “Sweet boy.” You start slowly pumping into him. “S- speed the fuck u-up…” he groans out softly as his raspy voice fill your ears. 

You laugh a bit at his greedinesses grabbing his hips fucking him faster. “Oh yes baby~” you moan out as you look down at his fucked out face. You start pounding even faster hitting his g spot roughly as you bring your fingers down lifting to hood of his clit. You start rubbing it and pounding even faster. 

His back starts arching as he thrashes around. You grab his hips as his pussy vigorously pulses around you. “Cumming baby.” You moan out shooting your thick load far inside of him. He looks down at his pussy seeing that somehow your dick was still hard. He sighs pushing into your dick telling you to keep going. 

“Are you sure baby?” You ask. He nods as you start thrusting even harder. His loud pants ringing in your ears making you want to pound into him even more. He starts telling you to go as fast as you can wanting you to chase your own pleasure. “Close baby close.” You moan out giving more rubs to his clit as he moans. 

You start thrusting into him the sound of skin slapping vigorously. You can tell he’s close too the way his pussys erratically throbbing and him covering his face with a pillow. “Cumming prince.” You say as you grab his hips making sure he doesn’t move. You look down at your dick seeing a white circle around your base.  You and mike were panting heavily him more than you but none the less. 

Micheal looks at his stomach and sees a buldge in his stomach. You then realize it too. You pull out and look down with eyes wide. Fuck, you came a lot. “Sorry sweets.” You say laughing as Micheal groans annoyed at the hot sticky cum in his stomach and hole. 

Art from icezero09

Chapter 6: Good To See You

Chris Redfield x Male reader

summary: You guys figure out that Jill’s alive! Not in the way you guys expected though. Oh and Excella’s there 😃.

It was late, very late. The shiny light of the moon being your only guide. Sheva was ahead of you and Chris as you guys walked together. “How’s Claire?” You asked engaging in a bit of small talk. 

“Oh, she’s alright. I think, you know how she is.” You nod. Claire usually always kept to herself. Any pain she dealt with she dealt with herself. “You know Chris, Wesker used to be a good guy.” He nodded as he locked eyes with you. “Umbrella fucked him up, he never had control all his life now he finally has it and is utilizing it not the way we want. The world wants.” 

He gives nod of approval “Me and Wesker I thought, had a great relationship. I looked up to him as I looked up to you. Of course that was short lived.” He stops in his tracks as you look behind you. “I miss the old times.” You nod as you give him a sad look. 

“Is it my fault?” He asks with a genuine look. You envelope him in a soft hug. “Not at all Chris not at all.” Sheva calls out as you guys run to her. You all reach two grand doors. All of a sudden you guys get rushed seeing a black blur go by you. Your eyes go wide as you see something tackling Chris. “Well isn’t this just one big family reunion.” He smiles. Excella stands there with admiration on her face as she gawks at Wesker.

“Wesker, I would say it’s good to see you but you know I’ve never been a liar.” You say with a grin as you lazily flail your gun around. “Mutual.” He says as you give him a certain look. Chris stands back up as wesker calls the mysterious cloaked individual back. 

Chris began to get mad as he started to yell at Wesker. “You killed Jill!!” Than it clicked “You worked on his fighting skills but you certainly didn’t work on his mental state now did you?” You growled at Wesker “Dont talk to him like that you fucking dick.” You clench your fists as he pulls down the hood revealing Jill.

Sheva ready’s up her fists as Chris try’s to talk to her. “It’s futile Chris. She’s under my control now.” She rushes at Chris as he begins to fight her off. You yank Jill’s suit as you grasp onto her yanking her arms back. 

“Come on Jill it’s us!” Chris shouts desperately. She begins to stop shaking “C-Chris.” You look over to see Wesker pick up a device. He presses it as it sends a shock through Jill motivating her to finish the job. 

She breaks out your grasp now attacking you. You begin dodging her attacks not wanting to hurt her. “Jill, Jill Valentine I know your still in there you’ve gotta fight it.” She pauses for a moment as her eyes give her usual look to you. 

It took awhile surely. Fighting and dodging over and over you knew she was still In there. She begins to beat up Chris. You rush in punching her dead in her face sending her into the floor. 

You grab her face squeezing it to make her look at you as she looks you dead in your frustrated eyes.

Wesker groans in annoyance as she begins to revert back to her old self. Can’t have that happening.

He sets the control to max as she begins to writhe in pain on the floor. “Fuck.” You state bluntly as you get on your knees holding her as she thrashes.

“Now if you excuse us we have a virus to attend to.” They lock the doors as you guys try to figure out what to do. “Maybe it’s the red thing on her chest.” Chris states, he looks at you for the answer. “Chris, your the captain come on do what you thinks right!” You shout holding Jill trying to calm her. 

Jill continues to scream in pain as Chris and Sheva look at each other. They both begin to pull on the jewel as it starts to come out. Jill cries in pain as you look at her with pure and utter pity. “Almost done Jill hold on for us.” You say into her ear as they finally rip the jewel out. Her screams come to a halt as she hesitantly opens her eyes.

“Sheva call this in, Chris start to look for maybe a soft spot on the door or a breach in the system.” They both nod as you hold Jill in your arms calming her. You wipe her tears as you give her a soft smile. “D-don’t you look dashing.” She laughs hoarsely looking up and down as she was trying to pull herself up. “I know right.” She takes a deep breath as she pulls herself up. 

You rub her back as she begins to catch her breath. “Just informed them sir!” Sheva shouts you nod as Chris still works on finding a spot. Finally he figured something out apparently as the door unlocks. 

“Come on sir!” Chris shouts as they both start running. You smile at Jill. “You know how to reach me stay safe.” You hand (stable) Jill a few guns and ammo to protect herself. You wave as she salutes you. 

Wesker watches from the cameras in pure interest. He pulls away as he rolls his sleeves up. “Seems like they’re not giving up. Couldn’t say I didn’t guess, they didn’t seem like the type to give up. Pitiful truly, pitiful I have to put an end to they’re pathetic lives. Is what i would say if I cared.” Wesker laughed to himself as Excella prepared another shot.

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