Chapter 7: Partners? 

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.

YALL NEED TO TELL ME WHEN SOMETHINGS NOT WORKING I HAD ANONYMOUS ASKS DISABLED.

I fucking hate my parents sometimes I wish someone could just take me away

NEW CHALLENGE

1. FIRST, create a picrew using this maker, and then 2. SECOND take this quiz on how fandom would see you if you were a fictional character.  3 (THIRD) POST YOUR PIC AND YOUR DESCRIPTION IN THE REBLOG!

Bastard (Good)

You’re a bastard. A wet cat, if you will. And we love you for it. You’re a little shit, but in the good way. You are the baddest babygirl. You killed a man, but you looked good doing it. You flirted with the hero and the enemy. All of Tumblr is madly in love with you. Congrats, I guess?

Tagging EVERYONE but especially @magicaltear, @the-beeses-kneeses, @wafflesrisa, @mykingdomforapen, @marbat, @scientistsinistral, @halberdierminister​!

!!!!!!

wolfishwriting big shoutout had no idea 💪

@natti-ice @whateverthefuckyouwantiguess @momma-vi @morwap @brandnewhuman

Choking on air rn guys. Y’all better go follow my online girlfriend 🙄👉 @morwap

hello friend 👹 can I have 𝐓𝐈𝐅𝐅𝐀𝐍𝐘’𝐒 𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐊𝐄𝐘 𝐁𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑— and the prompt sub! Danny Johnson x big monster reader with a huge dick 🌝 belly bulge content to my dear and some degradation 🙏

gn!reader so it could be read with a strap

the back of danny's thighs was held tightly in your grip, you trusted into him quickly and roughly, and you could hear soft noises coming from him with every other thrust.

moving one hand from his thigh to his stomach, feeling the way his tummy would bulge with every thrust, he was taking you so well but you knew danny wasn't much into praise.

you heard danny cuss under his breath before moaning loudly, his eyes rolled back and his hands curled up into fists.

"fucking whore, bet you want everyone to fucking hear you huh?" you taunted, you panted as you tried to go faster, drawing even more noises from him as you went.

"the only thing you're good for is being a fucktoy" you scoffed, hand still pressed on his stomach and feeling yourself through him. danny smiled as he couldn't form any words and just let you keep talking.

Chapter 1: Welcome Back

Chris Redfield X Male Reader

Summary: You get a phone call from an old friend about another old friend to an even older friend.

S.T.A.R.S never gave you the best memories. Death pain and destruction. Though it was awful, you met some of your best friends there.

“Making good out of a bad situation.” was what Chris would say. Now here you lay in your bed trying to nap at 37 years old with almost nothing on your plate. It can drive some people crazy to not have anything to do but certainly not you.

You worked for this, everything.

You always felt pure guilt for the others who didn’t make it this far but you couldn’t reminisce on that. Your therapist taught you that. As you begin to doze off you hear an odd ring. A phone?

Your cell phone doesn’t sound like that though. The phone continues ringing as you get around looking for what could be causing the sound. You bend down as you suddenly hear it get louder. You get on the floor as you look under your bed.

Your eyes go wide as you pull out one of your safes. You pull out one with “S.T.A.R.S” in white bold letters and that’s where the ring was most prominent. You think to yourself trying to remember the code. You made it when you were in you’re 20s of course you didn’t fucking remember.

You groan loudly as it continues ringing over and over when it clicks. You put the code in and it unlocks. You rummage through it pulling out your burner from S.T.A.R.S. You swipe answer as Jill Valentine, one of your best friends smiles at you.

“Really, keeping me waiting?” She asks sarcastically. You laugh “This had all my important messages and info. If anyone found this I’d be shot and so would they.” You rolled your eyes with a smile “Good to see you Captain, oh wait that’s right. Now your.. what a…general- No!-Five star-General!”

You nod at her as she smiles brightly at you. “Anyways what makes you call me 5 years later?” You ask rubbing your eyes. Her smile instantly drops to a blank stare. “It’s about Wesker.” Your smile drops to “A little birdie told us you had some ideas about his “fun” plans.” You somehow knew exactly what she meant. “Let me guess, he’s trying to take over the world huh?”

She laughs as she nods. Though your dark stare doesn’t waver not for a second. “We need you’re help taking him down.” She states seriously. “Do you now?” You ask looking at your clock trying to not make eye contact.

Jill and you always were always close you knew she could read your mood. “Mhm, so what’s your answer?” She asks. You say nothing “You’ll be payed a grand amount sir.” You play with your fingers as you quirk an eyebrow. “You know… Chris is still there. I think you’d love to see how much he’s grown and matured don’t you think.”

Fuck she knew just how to get to you. You turn your attention back to her. “What’s the quickest you can get here sir?” She asks getting a pad and pen out. “Depends on the tickets, transportation and delays. Plus I need to rent something.” She nods “can you be here in 2 days?” You think to yourself.

“I’m in Europe Jill this is gonna be a bit, but if I get an early start I could probably be there by nighttime tomorrow.” She smiles writing that down. “How about this, we can get you the tickets, transportation and housing. You just need to get there on time and prepared to get back in the groove, can you handle that?” She laughs in a annoying way. You scoff as you nod.

“Alright sir, Welcome Back.”

Hopefully this is a decent first chapter thanks for the read 🙏 @whateverthefuckyouwantiguess

BRO BRO. I FINALLY DREAMED OF SOMETHING I LIKE

The dream was like about Jeffrey Dean Morgan (I couldn't really understand if it was negan or just him) and we were like on a train that travels to time(?) And it was basically me being annoyingly playing hard and him trying to flirt all the time even at really inappropriate times

I wanted to tell you cause you said I could spam you too

Bro why can’t I get these dreams 😭 the closet thing I may have gotten to a wet dream was also a fever dream 💀

Can I request a platonic yandere black phone boys x mother figure reader?

where like she helps them through their trauma and takes care of them when something is going on with their home life or if their just upset?

And they’re super protective over her because of it

Now as a agender person I suck at writing fem reader, but since you made this beautiful request I’ll do the motherly/fatherly reader of course but just with they/them. This is more of after you helped them with trauma and they got connected. This also can be platonic or romantic however you see it I guess please enjoy ❤️

Finney:

•Finney is more of an insecure overprotective guy

•poor thing lost his mother

•I mean you’ve helped him so much

•you’ve always been a parental figure in his life

•standing up to bullies 

•being there for him 

•just all in all you’ve been very supportive of him

•now he won’t go borderline insane but he’ll do subtle things that no one could realize

•he’ll ask you for help with simple stuff, ask you for hugs and stuff like that

•all in the way to get closer to you and keep you away from people

Robin: 

•Robins more of a low profile yandere

•he doesn’t wanna get picked on for being protective over a parent friend/partner

•he’ll do his best to hang out with you 

•asking you for study help

•even cooking just to get close to you

•always watches movies with you

Bruce:

•Bruce is an odd one

•he will not talk to you for some reason

•when he starts getting protective it’s like he distanced himself

•he just doesn’t wanna be overbearing on you 

•he has a big reputation he doesn’t wanna lose his shit if someone talks to you

•he loves you to much to do that

Vance ❤️:

•OOOH BOY.

•he absolutely adores you for being there for him unlike his actual parents

•This man is AN ANGRY POSSESSIVE YANDERE

•he will make it clear that he doesn’t want you talking to anyone

•he will drag you away from someone if he has to

•you think he’s aggressive now? Just wait till someone tries to get close to you

•He will unleash the wrath of Satan onto the poor soul

•Vance has definitely hurt you in jealous rage

•Not physically but emotionally

•he doesn’t have good parents he bottles everything up and let’s it onto you

•he hates himself for it but he can’t help it YOUVE been there for him so you won’t care surely?

Billy:

•Paperboys a sweet yandere

•I can see him being a bit of a overprotective guy but not really

•he’ll most definitely ask you if you wanna deliver papers with him

•to be fair he just wants to bond with you in the sweetest way possible

•the most possessive thing he’ll do his grab your hand to pull you away from a conversation

•he’ll most definitely let you pet Samson

Griffin:

•this fucking gremlin is smug and obsessive

•he’ll drag you away by crying about random stuff

•he doesn’t care if he’s labeled a crybaby he just wants your attention

•he’ll make sure you don’t have any plans that don’t have him involved 

•going to a concert? He’s going

•going to a funeral? He doesn’t care if he wasn’t invited he’s going 

Bonus!

Gwen:

•she’ll make it clear about her possessiveness

•she will lie about having a bad dream about the person your getting close to

•the guilt will be excruciating but she’ll deal with it for you

•always is with you

•she will go into the bathroom with you she doesn’t care

•she will cuss out anyone who tries to get close to you after her many warnings

•she’ll even get physical for you

•she’s lost her actual mother and her asshole father doesn’t help 

•she’s not letting you go EVER

You Strong Fucker

Cw: Asphyxiation, choking, language, violence, gore and just dbd stuff tbh

You were in a chase with Frank, he had his knife up in anticipation. The thought of him stabbing you and watching you gurgle on your own blood had a wave of different emotions filling him. You were focused your eyes looking around for every possible escape, why did it have to be glenvale? 

You hopped a pallet as Frank followed, he was hot on your trail. His knife a few inches from you. You breathe in heavily as he swings you twist and launch your hand to his throat catching him off guard as you tighten. You smile as he drops his knife. “W-what-“ you choke him as he brings his hands up around yours. 

He tries to get loose as you lift him in air putting him against the broken down building. The survivors circle around you both in pure amazement that your choking a killer. “Oh my, your quite strong aren’t you.” Kate says with a slight smile. “Of course they are, that’s why their my favorite.” Bill speaks as Ash laughs at the man being choked on the wall. 

“Are you going to kill him?” Kate speaks a bit nervously. “I say you kill the motherfucker, he’ll be alive in a bit.” Bill speaks coughing a bit. “Look at you making him kiss your grits, nice job kid.” Ash laughs. Frank was so fucking embarrassed. 

You were pondering whether to choke the killer to death or stop. “How about I knock him out and we can finish the gens, extra points right?” You say with a laugh as they all agree. You press down on the sides of his throat even harder as his eyes roll back. You let go as he falls to the ground knocked out. 

“The others are gonna be thrilled to hear someone choked out a killer, except David.” Ash says as Kate and Bill head to another gen. He pays your back as he leads you to another gen.  After a little Frank wakes up to hear the exit gate being powered on. His whole body was weak. He tried to get up but he couldn’t. 

He sighs as he lays on the floor tiredly. “First time being choked huh?” You say with a smirk. “Shouldn’t you be leaving.” He spoke his voice still raspy. “Mhm.” You hand him a glass of water from the bar as he questions it but he just decides to drink it greedily. You smile at his eagerness as you grab him picking him up bridal style as he drops his cup. He’s shocked as you carry him upstairs. 

You put him in one of the beds, dusty but they got the job done. “Get some rest no one should bother you for awhile. Till we meet again.” You say walking out of the door closing it. Frank looks shocked as he takes his mask off running a hand through his blonde hair. 

“David’s gonna shit his pants.” Bill says laughing as you walk into the gate. “You’ll have to do this with more killers, maybe Clown! This gonna be so cool y’all!” Kate says with a smile as she pumps her fist. “Calm down Missy, we don’t know dear MCs power level yet even.” Ash says as he puts his hands on his hips. 

“All I know is I’m telling David, that Irish bastard is gonna be running to his pot of gold.” Bill says as he laughs even harder choking as you pat his back. You sigh at the bickering adults as the timer starts to run out. “We’ll talk about it later let’s get going.” You say as you walk out all of them following. 

Frank watches you from the dirty window with a slight smile. He was so confused on if you’ve done this to other killers. He lays back down as he thinks about telling the rest of the group. He yawns as he falls back to sleep his lungs still burning a bit, a reminder of you’re badassery.