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donnas-dollface · 10 months

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Alcina, trying to flirt for once: Are you a painting?

Y/N: Wha-?

Alcina: Because I want to pin you to a wall.

Bela around the corner, sighing in relief and whispering to one of her sisters: OH GOD I THOUGHT SHE WAS GOING TO SAY SHE WANTED TO HANG THEM OR SOMETHING-

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leorawright · 1 year

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Please please please consider the four Lords from RE8 with a S/O who loves to sit on their lap and wrap their arms around their neck (they may or may not sneak a smooch or two when they are in such position <3)

Resident evil!

Lords with s/o who likes to sit on their lap

Alcina Dimitrescu

You'd probably need to warn her before sitting down

But she'd happily let you sit on her lap anytime

Especially during family meetings because she'll just hold you while she's arguing with Heisenberg, and you can be her restraint

But she does enjoy the cuddles and the attention

Donna Beneviento

She's a little flustered about it, and please don't do it at a family meeting or in public she'd die of embarrassment

But at her mansion she'd happily let you sit on her lap

She often leans her head on your shoulder and accepts any and all affection you give her

Be warned, Angie will try to crawl onto your lap as well because she wants affection, too

Salvatore Moreau

He might die of embarrassment wether you two are in public or private

It'll take some trust for him to let you sit on his lap, but after a couple of months of being together Sal will be comfortable enough

It'll definitely be when you two are watching movies together

If you kiss him while sitting on his lap his face os burning with a blush but he'd never stop you from giving him kisses

Karl Heisenberg

Sitting on his lap is the best way to distract him from working

If you're feeling lonely and want some love just sit on his lap

He might get all smug about it, but he'll pepper your face with kisses

He's incredibly touch starved so you know he's not making you get up anytime soon

#resident evil 8 x reader #re8 x reader #alcina dimitriscu x reader #donna beneviento x reader #salvatore moreau x reader #karl heisenberg x reader

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thewritersaddictions · 5 months

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Day Three: Karl Heisenberg + Violent Night

The movie you want to watch is rather fitting for your partner. You drag Karl to the makeshift living space. The TV is old, but that doesn't mean that Karl hasn't tried to update it.

'Just because everyone else wants to be stuck in the past doesn't mean I wanna be.' Karl had muttered as he tinkered with the metal box.

"Are you sure it comes out tonight? I've got a lot of work to get to Buttercup." Kalr asks; you roll your eyes. You're pretty sure of it. "It played on the radio a few days ago that it would be out before Christmas." You answer Karl. "And all of this is necessary?" He asks, waving his hand around to the decorations filling the room with light and life.

You roll your eyes and shake your head. "Of course, it's all "necessary" Karl." You say, making air quotes out of your fingers. Karl sighs. "Fine, but the popcorn is all mine," Kalr says, taking the large bowl from the table and placing it in his lap. Large hand dipping into the bowl, grabbing kernels of popped corn.

The static on the TV screens blurs out, and the movie starts quickly. You curl into Karl's side, his eminence heat. Seaping from his skin through clothes to wrap itself around me like a heat blanket.

The mountains behind the factory keep the cold wrapped around us, though Karl says that keeps the super-sized bitch and her kids away. Regardless, Karl seems to be genuinely calm and even relaxed in the movie that plays on the screen. Your original plan had been to watch the movie alongside your boyfriend, but the longer you sit there with him. The longer your eyes drift over to Karl's face.

Gray hair litter his beard and mustache. A sharp nose that you want to reach out and boop half the time. His hair is pulled back into a messy bun, making his face more evident. His sunglasses were tossed off to the side table along with his worn-out hat.

Gloves sitting on top of them. It makes you jolt when Karl laughs at a line or two in the movie. Karl's right arm is wrapped around your shoulder, as he always does, keeping you tucked to his side.

Moments later, the light flickers as Karl burns the end of one of his cigars. The smoke filters into the air, making you feel at home. Karl smokes his cigar and laughs at a few lines for the rest of the movie.

Karl looks over at you, "What's wrong, buttercup?" He asks, his voice thick and smooth. "Nothin'." You mutter softly before returning your attention to the movie for which you have no idea what's happening. "Are you sure? Cause staring is rude, you know." Karl grunts out, with a chuckle rattling the both of you. You roll your eyes, but your cheeks burn with the embarrassment of being caught.

By the movie's end, you've seen not enough to even understand what's happened. On the other hand, Karl is impressed by the film; he's always been a Western guy. Loving the gun-slinging cowboy. The violence usually follows them around on their horses' backs, but you can guess the violence in this movie is enough for Karl to enjoy it.

"Good pick, love," Karl mutters, stubbing his cigar into the ashtray. You wish you could stay like this forever, in the warmth of your boyfriend, in a fantasy world that doesn't exist outside the factory's walls. "I'm glad you liked it." You say as you try to snuggle further into Karl's side. "We should do this more often." He comments, letting you practically climb into his lap.

Completed on: 10/18/23

Posted on: 12/03/23

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madnessreruns · 1 year

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Karl Heisenberg fluff headcanons pls

Karl Heisenberg Fluff HCs

Note: weeee first thing for my stinky stinky metal man!!

Requests: Closed

Warnings: Canon typical violence, it gets a bit suggestive but not really, playful and non-sexual nudity

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I’ve been really excited to write this one for awhile now :)

Anyways starting off our beloved gross little man is as said, gross. He smells, he doesn’t not smell good, he probably smells like gasoline and his own stench after he doesn’t shower for several days straight.

So please get him to bathe. Run a shower for him, run a bath for him, hell go throw him in a REALLY clean lake. You might even have to wash him yourself, or persuade him to wash up by getting in yourself first.

Speaking of bathing, he loves it when you brush and wash his hair. He loves to feel for hands scrunching around back there while he lays on his back, his body slightly elevated as he lays back on you.

Again please indulge him in this. He needs to wash his hair. Honestly he probably has like lice and flees.

He will also wash you if you ask him. Maybe he just likes running his hands over your body. You have to fend him off, or this won’t stay fluffy hcs

He loves to be kissed. Just end of story. The tender feeling of you pressing a kiss to his forehead, or the feverish and needy feeling of you desperately making out with him with be feeling unrivaled by any standard. He just, he just loves it.

His favorites are when you do it absent minded-ly . When you wake up in the morning and your instant reflex is to give him a good morning kiss. When you make breakfast and you deliver the meal with a kiss to the top of his head. When you get out of the shower, still slightly wet, and you give him a soft, sweet shoulder kiss.

When he gets ready to leave for a meeting, and you bring him into a passionate make out before he leaves. When he gets home and you jump on him in excitement, covering his face in smooches. When you sit down behind him on the couch, squished up against the couch and his body, and you press a gentle kiss to his neck, before “viciously” attacking his neck with littles bites and licks. When you go to sleep, and you give him a soft kiss on the cheek before closing your eyes, drifting off into dreamland

Those are the moments he dies for. Those loving, telling moments between you two.

SPEAKING OF DYING FOR STUFF. People will die for you. Literally. He is very very very protective and proud of you. Once everyone knows about you he’ll parade you through town, sitting on his shoulder. He goes to different stores to buy stuff, excitedly having you by his side.

He noticed every little thing people do towards you. Every snide comment, every side eye, ever gaze up and down you body. When it gets to much he makes a demonstration.

I don’t wanna get to violent, but they definitely don’t come out alive, on the off chance they do, they come out with several fingers and limbs missing.

Okay back to fluff

He loves cuddling, he loves to be snuggled, he loves to snuggle, he loves to curl around you while sitting in bed, or on the couch.

He instantly pulls you into him whenever he gets the chance. He loves to feel you against him, the feeling of your warm body, the sound of your beating heart, and the sight of you, smiling beautifully as your snuggled up to him.

He loves to pull you in under covers, to have several blankets on top of you two, in one big cuddle pile. Which, kinda sucks cause he’s like, a portable heater. You might have to like, take off your pants because holy shit you are going to sweat.

He doesn’t mind he says. He received a playful smack on the back of his head because of this comment.

You challenge him by telling to take of his clothes in retaliation. Why were you surprised when he did exactly what he asked.

Okay so nude cuddling under blankets is a regular for you two. End of naked story.

He loves to watch movies and whatever tv he can get with you while doing so, with some snacks on a tray, maybe some chips or cheese and crackers, or maybe some sweets. God that’s sounds like heaven to him.

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#cas.txt #ask #anonymous #karl heisenberg x reader #karl heisenberg #karl heisenburg x reader #resident evil 8 x reader #resident evil x reader #resident evil x you #resident evil 8 #resident evil village

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finn-writes-stuff · 1 year

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Could you write some headcannons about the dimi gremlins and how they would act if their s/o was being really sweet to them and spoiling them?

Spoiled Rotten

That's the dream, isn't it? Spoiling them completely with love and affection.

Dimitrescu Sisters x Reader

Fandom: Resident Evil 8

Format: Headcanons

Gender-neutral Reader

Fandom Masterlist Kofi Link

Bela

Bela isn't used to being properly spoiled. Yes, their mother has always made a point of letting them want for nothing, but she has always been fighting to keep her mother's attention.

So spoiling her is easy. All she needs is your attention. Remembering small details about her, or leaving notes for her even when you can't see her that day are great ways to make her heart melt.

The idea that she is an important part of your life really gets to her. In a lovely, simple way.

Other tactics for spoiling her are actually pretty difficult. She doesn't need much for material gifts, and as much as she appreciates when you offer to take some responsibilities off her plate, she's too used to micromanaging.

So, at the end of the day, when she falls into your arms, all she needs is your love and attention.

Cassandra

Cassandra doesn’t really know how to deal with how sweet you are.

She’s used to playing rough and wild, and getting that treatment in return. So your gentle touch and affection catches her off guard.

She’ll just melt into you when you hold her, like all the stress is draining out of her.

She will try and spoil you in return, but it will be with adventures and fun.

Cassandra will get ridiculously pissy if someone tries to pull your attention away when you’re spoiling her.

Daniela

The baby of the family, she knows what it is to be spoiled, but not the way you do it. All sugar sweet and warm.

Rather than simply getting her way, you actually take care of her. Giving her what she needs, not just what she wants.

She’ll double the affection and throw it right back at you. She’s very fond of covering every inch of your face in kisses when she’s happy.

She can get a little demanding for your attention when you aren’t spoiling her though.

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enderpearlll · 2 years

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Y!Karl Heisenberg VS. Y!Ethan Winters

TW/CW: Implied $ëxuał content, mentions of murdêr, harsh language, etc.

A set of headcanons showcasing the comparisons of a yandere Karl and Ethan. Something short and simple for now. Sorry if these aren’t that good.

• A precautionary warning before you begin: You are fucked. Stuck between a sadistic lord who can control metal with a snap of his fingers and a overprotective man made of mold that renders him close to immortal. You're better off dead.

• There's a stark contrast to these two. Karl is very, very sadistic. He enjoys experimenting with what makes his s/o tick. Karl enjoys exploiting your weaknesses to make you kneel for him. The lord finds a sick pleasure in making your life miserable, but that doesn't mean he's any less obsessed than Ethan. If anything, the lord is just hopelessly in love with you. In his own unique way, of course.

• Ethan, on the other hand is insanely paranoid and overprotective. He'll do anything to insure your total safety, even if it's at his own expense. His entire world revolves around you and your needs. Ethan treats you like royalty, but he keeps you locked up like royalty too. Ethan is extremely coddling and believes he knows what's best for you. He absolutely refuses to let you do anything for yourself, in fear of you getting hurt.

• A team up with these two is impossible. No joke, they'd rip each other apart if the other even attempted to get close to you. They openly express their hatred for each other, hoping that you'll take their side. Ethan resorts to manipulation, trying to make Karl seem like the bad guy, even though he's equally as obsessed as he is. Karl tends to nitpick at Ethan's flaws and then boost his own ego afterwards.

"What do you see in Ethan anyways? Such a try hard! You should just stick with me buttercup, I have so much more to offer than him!"

"Honey, you shouldn't be around him anymore. He obviously wants to use you for his own needs. Wouldn't want him to hurt you, don't we?"

• You see, this is not a duo you want to be crammed between. Constantly neck-and-neck, these two are never on equal grounds. It can be minutes before Karl has a pistol aimed at his head or Ethan has shrapnel sticking out of his side. Ethan wants nothing more than your safety and pure adoration. Karl on the other hand could care less about your safety and would rather focus on how loud he can make you scream.

• These two are territorial. They try to mark you up as much as they possibly can, to show the other that you are theirs, and theirs alone. Ethan feathers soft kisses across your collarbone, uttering endless praise before sinking his teeth into you. Your touch is so intoxicating, it makes his mind spin. Bruises and love bites are artistically painted across your skin after a long night. Ethan feels honoured to have placed his mark on a god.

• Karl is akin to a wolf, marking and maiming your skin like you're a delicacy to be devoured. He absorbs every whimper and cry as he digs his nails into your skin, tainting your pretty skin with his fangs. Karl slurs out dirty praise against your neck, lapping at the blood dripping from the bite marks littered over you. Sore, bruised, and bloody, you're under Karl's absolute control and he can't be more happy that you're his true love.

• Bitter insults are often exchanged; both arguing like petty siblings over a treasured toy. Which is you, in this case. The only way this feud will end is if you or one of them die. It's assured that one will end up killing the other. Unless one gives up or dies to the hands of the other, you're forever trapped in a endless cycle between them.

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greatlydelirious · 1 year

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𝐒𝐨 𝐇𝐢𝐠𝐡

Karl Heisenberg x F!Reader

bonus chapter in the “Crucible of Desire” universe, but this can be read as a standalone

wordcount: 4.1k words

summary: After a villager covered in mysterious pollen comes to you to patch up his wounds, a weird feeling begins to swell in your body. Good thing the Lord watching you is more than happy to help.

warnings: smut, sex pollen, pwp, possessiveness, established relationship

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Today is painfully mundane. In the past, you’d label the day as normal, but with the sudden excitement you’ve got yourself wrapped up in you couldn’t help but sigh as you looked out the window. A pensive act when nothing substantial was knocking around in your brain. Well, that’s not completely true. The image of a certain quick-tongued silver-haired Lord was plaguing your thoughts. Quick-tongued described more than just his wit. The memory of that tongue pleasurably lashing your most intimate parts makes you shiver.

Damn him for making your libido positively insatiable. Shaking your head, you move to your medicine-laden counter to busy yourself with the mindless task of making salves and cures. You’ve done this so many times you could practically do it in your sleep. Maybe Elena could come over and-

A loud boom sounds as the door to your home almost splinters with how hard it is slammed open. Startled you see Luiza’s husband carrying Sebastian in his arms. Snapping out of your previous stupor, you quickly come to your wits.

“Lay him on the table quickly.” Vasile sets the injured man on your makeshift examination table without any preamble. Sebastion gurgles out a groan, clearly in a very groggy state. Mud and blood are caked all over the man’s body, as well as a dusting of a yellow powder you don’t recognize.

“What the hell happened?”

Your eyes search Vasile’s, but they seem just as confused as yours. “Wish I knew. I was visiting the altar when I saw him stumble out of the gates that head southeast. Took him here as fast as I could.”

Realization dawns on you after only a second. That’s the path to Lady Donna Beneviento’s home. Despite being more than curious about the foliage that grows in those parts you had common sense. You’ve heard countless stories of men and women alike wandering inside and descending into madness. It’s said the plants in that area emit pollen that clings to the senses and messes with the mind and body of the person who inhales it. The very few who have survived the powerful hallucinations claimed to have experienced what they desired and seen what was most important to them.

Blanching you observe the yellow pollen covering Sebastian’s clothes. That’s the last thing you wanted to confirm firsthand. “I need help undressing him.” When Vasile simply blinks at you like a child being confronted by one of the black goats you snap your fingers, “Quickly!”

After what must have been an hour you managed to throw Sebastian’s contaminated outer clothes in a cloth sack and treat the light scratches littering his body. A thin sheen of sweat has accumulated on your skin even though you usually don’t get this winded after such minimal activity. You’ve traversed the woods for longer without as much as a sigh for Lord’s sake.

Vasile grunts as he picks up the younger man again. “I’ll take him back to the house. Is he going to stay in good health?”

“I think you found him just in time. I’ll take care of his clothes; just make sure Sebastian drinks this once he wakes up.” You present a glass vile filled with a dark antibiotic liquid before dropping it into Vasile’s coat pocket. “Since he’s knocked out that must mean he’s already gotten through the worst of it.”

The older man nods, “Thank you. I’ll have Luiza come after sunrise to drop off the lei.” When he reaches the door that’s still open, he pauses and looks back at you. “May you have a blessed night.”

Following him to the entrance you give Vasile a thin-lipped smile, “May you have a blessed night as well, sir.” You rest your head against the cold wooden door after you’re finally able to close it. Despite the raging winter outside your body feels unbearably warm.

“You’re just tired,” you try to convince yourself aloud, “Clean everything off, get some rest, and by the morning you’ll be fine.”

When you walk toward the wooden examination table, a sudden dizzy spell makes you fall against it. A tacky waxiness coats your hands when you grab at the surface. You curse when you look down at the substance. The yellow pollen is, has been, all over you, soaking into your skin and probably already making its way through your bloodstream.

In a mild panic, you rush to turn on the lone shower head in the corner of the room. It was used for emergency purposes only, but now seemed a more appropriate time than ever. Frigid water spills over you as you scratch at your skin and rub at the clothes still encasing your body. Despite your efforts, you only seemed to be getting a more intense prickling sensation all across your body; only further igniting the flaming heat that was also plaguing you.

You turn off the water and stumble toward the kitchen countertop. Your fingers bite into the wood as you look over every possible cure laid in front of you to alleviate your feverish state, only to come up with nothing.

“Shit!”

The outburst suddenly gives way to a whimper when the warm throbbing inside you travels lower. To your horror, wetness follows the newfound ache in your groin. An aliment with symptoms including overwhelming warmth, dizziness, wetness, and a sudden desire was not anything you were aware of. When another wave of warmth hits your pussy, you would have crumpled to the floor if not for your grip on the counter.

What was going on?

“Hallucinogenic plants are one hell of a drug, aren’t they?” Your nerves are so shot you don’t even flinch at the husky voice that comes from behind you. The haze circling your brain makes you wonder if the voice was even real. That is all but disproved when a heavyweight settles on your hip at the same time something hard presses against your back.

“Fuck doll… you’re on fire.” The words are mumbled into your ear, the whisp of air coming from it making you shiver. A cloud of smoke wafts from the mouth stationed by your ear and fills your senses. Almost out of nowhere you’re acutely aware of Heisenberg.

He smells of copper and a natural musk that doesn’t deter your senses but draws you in. It’s all accented by a foreign spice that comes from his favorite Cuban cigars. Heisenberg screams of something primal and dangerous, yet oddly comforting. He makes your blood sing and your stomach knot. Unlike the light butterfly sensation that he’s given you in the past, this was far more intense and carnal to the point it almost scares you.

“What are you talking about? What’s going on?”

The sound that comes out of your mouth is barely recognizable as your own. Your voice is as thick as molasses, but also as sweet. So much so that you can not only hear, but feel the satisfied rumble coming from Heisenberg’s chest.

“I think you know, my little healer. The pollen has taken hold of you…” His sentence cuts off as he kisses your temple, the hand on your hip squeezing reflexively. You lean into his touch with a moan when he starts to trail down your neck. “… not enough to harm that pretty brain of yours, but enough to expose your desire.”

Heisenberg’s hand moves slightly down to play with the band of your skirt, “Do you desire me? Do you desire my cock?”

Your body instinctively responds, all the nerves under your skin practically screaming for Heisenberg. The thoughts you had earlier today have come back with a vengeance. By now you’re dripping with not only sweat and the cold water from the shower, but slick. You can’t control the reactions you’re having, but since when have you been able to when it comes to this man?

“Heisenberg, please…”

In an act of mercy, Heisenberg slips his hand under your panties. Thick fingers slide through your soaked folds and when he bumps against your throbbing clit you can’t help but let out a choked whine. Immediately he shushes you while continuing to stroke you slowly.

“Don’t strain yourself telling me, doll. Your pussy says all I need to know.” Without any additional torment, Heisenberg sinks a single finger inside of you. With your joint sigh, you don’t know who’s getting more pleasure from this. You’re warm, slippery wet, and the inner walls of your pussy are even more plush than usual, practically swallowing his digit.

“I need-“ Once again Heisenberg knows what your body wants without needing another word. When a second finger joins the first an obscene squelching noise makes your face burn hotter than before. The leather encompassing his fingers makes them double their usual thickness and only adds to the depth of your depravity.

Heisenberg’s fingers curl as they move at a steady pace, overwhelming with pleasure, but still not giving you enough. Your voice quickly disappears and dissolves into needy whines.

“Quit your whining, little healer. I’ve got you.” Heisenberg coos his words as he brings his other hand down to rub your clit. The pleasure it pulls from you is immediate. It never ceases to amaze you how deft each little movement he makes is. The tips of his finger stroke your g-spot as the pad of his other fingers drags your clit with just enough friction to make you forget how to breathe.

Despite how wound up you are it is shocking how quickly you reach your climax. You hold the countertop in a death grip as you come around Heisenberg’s fingers. He helps you ride through your high, slowing down his movements until your body finally relaxes. The velvet walls of your pussy flutter around him so deliciously that all he can think about is what it will feel like when he’s actually inside you. Surprisingly enough, you already are too.

Although you just came, it’s not enough. The lust-fueled fever taking over your body doesn’t even remotely dim. When Heisenberg pulls his hands away, you whip around only to be left stunned. The sight of him sucking the taste of you off his fingers sends your already impossibly increased libido into overdrive. You don’t just want more of him, no, you need more. Your legs shake as you step forward until your bodies are only inches apart. Bold hands meet the large bulge straining the front of Heisenberg’s pants.

He’s had yet to experience the pleasure of your plush lips wrapping around his cock. Even though he wants nothing more, Heisenberg is not a complete bastard and tries to stop you from unbuckling his pants.

“Are you sure you want this? Once we start, I won’t be able to hold back.”

You continue to tug at his belt, determined to feel what your body craves. All you want every waking moment of every day is Heisenberg. For once in your life, you have something to look forward to, something to work toward. He could tear you to shreds and you would thank him for it. Not that you would ever say that in so many words.

“She makes you want things that you truly desire right? You’re what I want.”

You fall to your knees rather ungracefully before fumbling with his belt once again. Adrenaline and searing arousal that scorches to the point of pain makes you less coordinated than usual. After another minute of failing to take off the treacherous accessory, large hands push yours aside to take its place.

When Heisenberg pushes his pants down to the middle of his thigh, cock springing free to bob under the weight of its large size, you make no haste in taking him. Right when you encircle the shaft of his cock, Heisenberg’s leather glad index finger tips your chin up so you can meet his gaze.

“What happened to never kneeling for anyone?”

“You’re not just anyone.”

You could have sworn that you saw his eyes flash yellow for a second. If you tried to ask him about it though he would say the hallucinogenic was messing with your brain. In reality, he was quickly losing the war in his head battling between control and ripping you apart.

Worst of all, you mean it. To your chagrin, Heisenberg isn’t remotely like all the others you’ve grown up around. He’s sarcastic, bullheaded, and short-tempered, but the personification of a rainbow after a devastating storm. He can be callous and cold, but by the end, he turns into something sweet that you’re elated to behold.

Thankfully, the boiling pot of arousal you’re sitting in is keeping your sensitive emotions at bay. Carnality now, sensibility later.

Heisenberg braces himself on the examination table as you give a tentative kiss to the head of his cock. The way you kiss him with such tenderness despite your feverish state makes the man groan and already tighten his grip on the wood. If only you knew how you were the one tearing him apart.

Encouraged by his reaction you take the tip in your mouth. Your tongue instinctively swirls around the leaking slit, savoring the salty and heady flavor of his arousal. Heisenberg’s cock is already rock hard and pulsing for relief. If you didn’t know better you would think the pollen was affecting him too.

With slight trepidation, you take more of his cock. Your lips stretch thin around his thickness causing a hint of pain. A factor that only works to spur him on more. Heisenberg begins to stroke the remaining area of his cock left untouched by your lips.

“Good fucking girl…” One of his large hands comes to rest at the back of your head, not to force but to guide your movements. You reflexively swallow around his cock when he hits the back of your throat. The large intrusion in your mouth makes you gag, but Heisenberg groans in approval, “… you take my cock so well.”

Curses push past clenched teeth as you suck harder. You close your eyes to savor the feeling of being completely at his mercy. Heisenberg seems to override the pollen controlling your body and all you could feel, smell, and taste was him. The amalgamation of sensations was almost overwhelming. Each strangled moan around him only thins Heisenberg’s control more. The constricting of your wet, warm throat almost makes him become undone.

You gasp when Heisenberg pulls you back by your hair. A string of saliva connects your swollen lips and the tip of his cock until he smears the mix of your spit and his precum on your mouth. “I want to be in your sweet pussy when I cum.” You shiver as he helps you to your feet, his canines glinting at you like he wants to eat you alive.

“Take your clothes off now if you don’t want them torn apart.” Wanting to obey and to free yourself from the extra warmth you don’t hesitate in throwing off your skirt, top, and undergarments.

At the same time, the Lord pulls off the endless layers of clothes and accessories adorning his body in record time. They clattered to the floor with such force that something might have broken, but with how Heisenberg is stalking toward you, he didn’t give a single care in the world for anything but you right now.

“B-bed.” You manage to gasp once you’re undressed, the small coherent part of you wanting to be taken somewhere more proper for once.

“Your wish is my command.” Heisenberg teases before lifting you by your hips. He carries the brunt of your weight as your limbs loosely wrap around him like a monkey on a tree. He grunts when you squirm making your wetness coat his cock.

“Careful now. Keep testing my patience and I’ll fuck you standing right here.”

To emphasize his point, he thrusts his hips so his cock slides between the sensitive folds of your pussy. The sensation makes you bury your face in his neck and whimper. Heisenberg chuckles at your reactions to him. Who would have thought that Donna Beneviento would ever end up doing him a favor?

When Heisenberg gently lays you on your cold sheets you moan at the small moment of relief on your hot skin. You don’t even question how he knew where your room was, let alone how he knew to come and see you.

The pollen made your vision slightly blur, causing a haze of confusion to meddle your brain. It feels as though you are dreaming, but instead of your reoccurring nightmare, it’s all that you’ve ever fantasized about. Especially when his eyes held a softness that had to be from a trick of the light.

Fantasy merges with reality until you don’t feel real, like every atom in your body is breaking apart and flying away, but when his lips touch yours it’s like life is breathed back into you. Heisenberg is metal and sulfur and something so tangible with an underlying whimsy. He’s whimsical in the way he growls at you like a wolf but worships you like a princess.

As if he can hear your thoughts, the bed dips as he pulls away from your lips so his wide shoulders can part your pliant legs. Green eyes swirling with flecks of gold pierce you, practically challenging you to look away, “I’m going to take real good care of you sweetheart.”

Heisenberg’s scruff scratches you deviously as he kisses down your thigh. He whispers salacious compliments across your skin between each teasing peck. When he reaches where you want him the most you moan in anticipation. Hot breath fans across your wet core, “Beautiful.”

Heisenberg wastes no time as he licks up your pussy before latching onto your clit. Your hands desperately grip the sheets on the bed. As much as you want to throw your head back, you are hypnotized by the man between your legs.

Each swirl and stroke of his tongue makes you gasp for breath. Just when you think the pleasure couldn’t bring you more rapture a thick finger slides into your quivering entrance.

Heisenberg groans against you, “You are so tight and needy for me.” Like a starved man, he licks and sucks you with a new ferocity. A second finger joins the first and they curl inside of you in a way that makes you forget your name. Sensations blend until all you feel is pure bliss.

“I’m so close! I can’t-“ Your hands relinquish their grip on the sheets only to thread through silver strands of hair. The overwhelming sensation of reaching your peak makes you want to push him away, but your hands pull him closer.

Heisenberg’s pace only quickens. “Don’t hold back. Let me feel you come.” He pleads as though the act of you coming undone was more pleasurable for him. After a few more deep thrusts of his fingers, you cry out his name in pure rapture. Each wave of release is stronger than the last. You try to slam your thighs shut, but two large hands keep you at Heisenberg’s mercy.

His tongue continues to assault your sensitive nerves until overstimulation makes you quiver and beg. With one final kiss to your core, he towers over you on the bed. Your pussy clenches around nothing as the emptiness starts to feel unbearable.

“I need you, Heisenberg.” Grabbing your face, he rubs his thumbs across your cheek.

“You want me inside that tight pussy?”

You were a little too eager to nod your head. “More than anything.” A possessive growl leaves Heisenberg. When he captures your lips again, you can taste yourself on his tongue. He’s primal in his need to feel you with unwavering loyalty.

Hands caress your body like its fine silk. Pulling away from your lips Heisenberg maneuvers your legs around his hips. You can’t help but squirm under his intense gaze. The feeling of his cock sliding against the wet slit of your pussy makes you grab at his knees. You felt like you would explode if he wasn’t inside you for even one more second.

“Please fuck me.” Heisenberg pins you in place by your hips. He slowly lets the head of his cock enter you. Leaning down he swallows the whine that leaves your throat. Heisenberg’s lips are rough and unrelenting. It was like he could heal all your hurt through one kiss.

“All of this for me?” His voice comes out even lower; the huskiness that is usually there sounds more feral and dominating. It felt like you were going to have a heart attack with how much his comments were affecting you. Heisenberg’s hands crawl up your waist, “So fucking perfect.”

At the same time as his words, he thrust into you, pushing his cock fully inside you. You both moan at the sensation of being connected. The usual stretch of his cock doesn’t discomfort you but soothes your ache.

Immediately he begins to thrust into you deep and fast. High-pitched moans are all you can muster. “You’re mine. All fucking mine.” His words come out through clenched teeth. Even though his mind is scrambling while thrusting into your pussy he has to make his point.

Fingers dig into your soft skin. “I want to hear you say it.” You almost can’t hear him when his cock pushes against your g-spot.

“W-What?”

One of his hands moves to rest loosely on the base of your throat. “Say that you’re mine, doll. Come on.”

Heat creeps across your face as you try to steady your thoughts. “I-I’m yours.” Heisenberg’s fingers press into your throat slightly.

“You can do better than that.”

“The only thing I want is you! I’m yours!” Your words come out through heavy pants. The pollen, the thrust of his cock, his possessiveness, it’s all too much.

Satisfied with your words he brings his thumb down to circle your clit. The added stimulation makes you cry out Heisenberg’s name. Leaning down he whispers sweet nothings into your ear, fucking you faster at the same time. His praises continue to make your skin tingle. The feeling of being wanted so fully turns you on to no end.

“Now was that so hard?” Spots start to spread across your vision as you near your third orgasm.

Heisenberg can feel how close you are when your pussy wraps around him like a vice. “Come on little healer, I know you want to come just as much as I do.” Sweat-slick bodies rut together as you work toward each other’s climax. The heat you’ve been struggling with pools in your core to give way to a sudden rush of release.

You wrap your arms around Heisenberg, digging your nails into his shoulders at the sheer force of your orgasm. His hips stutter when he finds his own release. Strings of curses and low groans fan across your ear when he makes one final thrust, filling you. Heisenberg continues to pump inside of you despite the overstimulation. He pulls out only when you begin to feebly push at his shoulders. You are the closest thing to heaven to him, divine in all aspects of the word. You’re truly too perfect and kindhearted to be with a corrupted, mutated man like him.

With a huff, Heisenberg lays down next to you on the bed. You immediately attach yourself to his side. Reaching up you kiss the throbbing pulse point on his neck. This was an intimate moment for you both, one that showcased more than just two lovers helping each other through their lust. It’s always more when it comes to him.

A wave of exhaustion has you sinking your front into Heisenberg’s chest. The steady beat of his heart almost instantly lulls you to sleep. You barely comprehend a hand pushing the wet strands of hair from your sweaty forehead.

You can only imagine how much of a mess you looked. On the other hand, Heisenberg would have this image of you seared into his brain for the rest of his Miranda-forsaken life. His little healer, sated and blissful all because of him stirs an uncomfortable feeling in his chest.

The feeling only intensifies when you yawn against him. “Don’t leave.” You mumble sleepily, wrapping your arm around his waist, “I sleep better with you.” His hairy chest acts as a pillow as you continue to nuzzle into him. Heisenberg always feels so real, so right.

The moment your heavy eyelids fall shut, a deep voice whispers your name, “So do I.”

Any and all interactions are greatly appreciated.

#karl heisenberg imagines #Karl Heisenberg #resident evil 8 x reader #resident evil village #resident evil x reader #heisenberg x reader #delirious masterlist #crucible of desire masterlist #karl heisenberg x reader

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nyctophiliq · 1 year

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+ . . . RULES & CHARACTERS !

- RULES

× you can request smut and/or sfw for all of the following characters

× dark content such as ; dub-con, stepcest, mentions of blood, knives, age gap, etc.

× female, afab, or gn reader

× WILL NOT WRITE amab or male reader, character x character

× NO snuff, wound-fucking, incest, extreme gore, feet fetish, necrophilie etc.

× be spesific about your request, give a little scenario because no-one can do a lot with "something with xy character and make it smut 🥺🥺"

- CHARACTER

jujutsu kaisen ;;

nanami kento, mai zenin, maki zenin, nobara kugisaki, utahime iori, shoko ieiri ( all romantic + platonic )

valorant ;;

viper, reyna, neon, sage, jett, fade ( all romantic + platonic )

arcane ;;

caitlyn, jinx, sevika, vi, grayson, cassandra, mel, ambessa ( all romantic + platonic )

the last of us part 2 ;;

dina, ellie eilliams, abby anderson ( all romantic + platonic )

resident evil ;;

alcina dimitrescu, bela dimitrescu, mother miranda, jill valentine, ada wong, leon s. kennedy, rebecca chambers, chris redfield, claire redfield, ashley graham ( all romantic + platonic )

league of legends ;;

k/da evelynn, k/da ahri, k/da kaisa, k/da akali, renata glasc, zeri, samira, vayne ( all romantic + platonic )

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wjehfshs · 9 months

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(If you don’t do requests or your requests are not open feel free to delete)

Omg I saw your fnaf reader and cod and I was looking through your blog and saw u write for Resident Evil and I wanted to ask if you for Resident Evil 8 and cod with a gn!reader that’s a dimitrescu daughter

( I don’t know if this violate your rules sorry)

No this is totally fine! I’m actually watching someone play RE8 as I’m writing this lmao

GN!reader, reader is a Dimitrescu child/sibling, reader looks very similar to the Dimitrescu sisters/daughters but readers gender is not specified, OOC characters

They had discovered the castle all as one big group

Hearing about the village and how it has a bunch of supernatural stuff they were sent as a giant group for safety

Going through the village was already tough enough but going through the castle stressed the ever living hell out of them, even if there was basically an entire army

Soap was the one Bela managed to capture

Being the oldest and wanting to impress her mother she was ecstatic to have captured one of the soldiers wandering her home

Unfortunately, your mother was busy doing her own thing

So you all just kept Soap locked up

Daniela was flirting with him the whole time as she was the one to watch him

You, Cassandra and Bela were out gathering the others

You were the second youngest, older than Daniela but younger than Cassandra and Bela

Although yes they all had guns and gear you captured them and brought them to the room you were holding Soap pretty easily

“Oh he’s so in love with me” Daniela whispered to the three of you while pointing at Gaz

“Stop it Daniela” you snapped, you loved her really you did but she got on your nerves

She thought every man was head over heels in love with her

Although you thought you had captured every single one of them there was one soldier missing, how did you find that out? Soap has no idea how to be quiet

“Aye, where’s Logan? the sneaky bastard”

“Fuckin’ hell Soap do you ever know when to shut the fuck up?!” Ghost couldn’t help but snap, Soap had just given away that there was one more solider missing, their only hope

“[name], would you be a dear and go grab him for us?” Bela turned to you with a grin, she had always been the one to give orders

Without saying anything you dashed out the room, darting around to try and find him

Logan was in the library, wracking his brain as to his he could possibly defeat four, tall… things? AND save everyone else

He was just about to open the door out to the hallway when we felt himself be lifted from the ground

Pulling him up by the back of his jacket, you spun him around to face you like he was a cat being held by the scruff of its neck

“Annoying little thing” you snarked at him, dashing back to the room everyone else was

He didn’t even have time to think

Daniela snatched him out of your arms and held him out by his arms “He’s so cute! Like a little doll, I feel bad about eating him” she whined and giggled

“Daniela put him down” you snapped, you had always been the one to keep Daniela in line.

She reluctantly dropped him as he tried his best to cushion his fall

“Logan! You okay?” Hesh’s voice was filled with worry as he pulled his little brother up by the arm

Logan just simply nodded, never really being a man of many words

You picked up König, by the back of his vest

“We should eat this one first, don’t want all the meat to go to waste” you remarked

“This one looks unwashed 😒” Cassandra bent down to look Graves in the face

You couldn’t help but laugh

#cod x reader #cod #cod mw2 x reader #cod mw2 #cod mw x reader #cod ghosts #cod ghosts x reader #resident evil village #resident evil x reader #dimitrescu sisters #resident evil 8 #resident evil 8 x reader

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mochiimadness · 9 months

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RE8 Donna Beneviento M.List

🌿Imagines🌿

~ Mornings with Donna

~ Artist s/o

~ Serenading her

#my writing #re8 donna x reader #re8 x reader #donna beneviento x reader #resident evil 8 x reader #resident evil village x reader #resident evil 8 donna x reader #resident evil village donna x reader #resident evil masterlist

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leorawright · 9 months

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The re8 lords with a boyfriend who has pyrokenisis please?

Resident evil? Sure! Making it gender neutral tho

Re8 Lords with s/o who has pryokenisis

Alcina Dimitrescu

Very impressed by your power but please don't use it in the house she doesn't want burn marks on the furniture

You bet her daughters are fascinated though

Alcina let's you use one of her old gardens so you can practice and she often watches from one of her windows

She'll always praise your skill and control when you come back inside

Donna Beneviento

Just like Alcina, she's very intrigued but her house is too flammable for you to do it nearby

And she does enjoy her gardens, but she commissions a special area for you to practice

She'll often sit nearby, her eyes fixed on your fire as she watches in awe

Her and Angie always clap for you once you're done

Salvatore Moreau

Very intimidated by fire in general but always intrigued because it's you

His reservoir is very damp but there's several spots that you can practice

He'll normally watch from the water cause he's too scared to get closer but he thinks you look so cool when you do it

Expect to be showered in praises by him for how good you are at controlling fire (and maybe a few compliments about how great you look)

Karl Heisenberg

He's incredibly fascinated and intrigued by your power

"Hear me out babe, flying, flaming, metal!"

He often gets frustrated if his furnaces aren't hot enough to melt down metal, and if you help him, he'll very dramatically thank you

Also he has no shame when it comes to watching you practice your powers

He'll lean his cheek on his hand and watch you with lovestruck eyes and a little smirk

#resident evil 8 x reader #resident evil village x reader #alcina dimitriscu x reader #donna beneviento x reader #salvatore moreau x reader #karl heisenberg x reader

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weatheredleatherhat · 2 years

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Not a request, but imagine Karl having a little petname for his S/O in german. which one would it be (besides Buttercup, of course), what would it mean and what would be the reasoning behind it? Plus, imagine Karl not wanting to tell them what it means cause he loves it when they keep guessing

Okay, so with a quick google, I think Bärchen might be the one. It means little bear, and I just... How cute is that? Fits even more when they get all grumpy over not knowing what it was. I like the thought that Karl sees his s/o in their sleepy state, hair all mussed and padding out of the bedroom on the hunt for something to drink, like a bear coming out of hibernation. He used it once, and you looked a little puzzled but there was a cute little wrinkle to your nose. Therefore, Bärchen was created and it... Just stuck.

His s/o has come up with many guesses over the time they're together. "Does it mean sweetheart?" they ask, eyes wide as they hope it's the right answer.

"Nope," he smirks, ruffling their hair. "You still buggin' me about that huh?"

"Honey," they blurt, nose wrinkled in determination.

"Close actually, but that's not it too."

They sigh dramatically as they fold their arms. "You're gonna have to tell me eventually.

"Sure thing, Bärchen."

Also, bonus points if their s/o is plus sized and/or hairy. Karl adores them just the way they are, and he would practically WORSHIP their soft thighs. His favourite things to grab onto when they're getting hot and heavy.

So yeah, got a little carried away. But I think Bärchen is the winner.

#close contender was maus #fits real well for a more quiet s/o but it's an easy guess #karl heisenberg x you #karl heisenburg x reader #karl heisenberg #karl heisenberg imagine #resident evil 8 x reader #heisenberg x reader #heisenberg x you #resident evil x reader #resident evil village #karl heisenberg headcanon

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elliot-needs-sleep · 2 years

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Heyyyyyy

I am here to request…

I J L U Y and F

For the fluff alphabet with Sal and my man Karl Heisenberg

Thanks bestie 😍

I knew you'd come for the this lmao

Not the best of my work (been forever since I wrote for the hobo himself), and also please ignore how much I talk about Larry (he's my favorite 😔)

Characters: Karl Heisenberg (RE8), Sal Fisher (Sally Face)

Fic type: Fluff Alphabet

Fandom/s: RE8, Sally Face (seperately)

F - Fight - Would they be easy to forgive their s/o? Why are they fighting?

Karl Heisenberg

He's prone to being tempermental sometimes, but he doesn't pick real fights unless he thinks he's right

If you two fight, it has to be something to do with yours or his well-beings. He can be overprotective, but he also is an absolute mess all of the time

He's so easy to forgive you though, he just can't stay mad at you

I - Inspiration - Did their s/o change for them somehow, or the other way around? Like trying out new things or helped them overcome personal problems?

To be honest, nothing really changed except the state of his living space, because that's all he really thought was not good enough for you

And by that, I mean he started cleaning up after himself. As I said, he is a mess. There's things everywhere. Tiny pieces of metal, food dishes, clothes, you name it.

J - Jealousy - Do they get jealous easily? How do they deal with it?

He's pretty trusting in you, and he knows you can take care of yourself if someone is bothering you, so he doesn't get jealous that often all things considered.

However if you look uncomfortable in any way he will not hesitate to let his nieces commit some murders.

L - Love Confession - How would they confess to their s/o

Freaks out over it for a bit and you accidentally stumble upon him planning/thinking of how to do it

Completely on accident and completely out of his element, very shocked when you laugh at him a bit and tell him you'd love to.

U - Upset - How do they act when they're upset?

If he's angry upset, he lashes out at you if you get a bit too near, never physically, but he can be pretty mean. Best to just leave him for a bit to cool down and he'll be back to normal

If he's sad upset, he kinda shuts himself away. Doesn't ask for help, doesn't tell you, doesn't ask for comfort. But he will cuddle with you

Y - Yearning - How will they cope when they're missing their partner?

He lays in bed or mopes around until you're back. And then he'll mope when you're back for leaving him alone (he's not really that upset)

He doesn't really enjoy being alone, and he misses having you for company

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Sal Fisher

F - Fight - Would they be easy to forgive their s/o? Why are they fighting?

He doesn't like fighting, or even arguing for that matter. If you two start having a fight, he will just leave the room/walk away

Which can be a bit infuriating for obvious reasons but like, it somehow works because then instead of focusing on why you're angry, you focus on trying to catch him. And then you can talk it out without being mad

I - Inspiration - Did their s/o change for them somehow, or the other way around? Like trying out new things or helped them overcome personal problems?

I don't think anything really changed with either of you. He wouldn't want you to change, and the same is said in reverse.

He'd be a bit more comfortable with people being in his personal bubble though. I mean, he has Larry who (in my opinion) just straight up hangs on people, but its not the same

J - Jealousy - Do they get jealous easily? How do they deal with it?

He can be a tad bit jealous, but he doesn't voice it because he feels a bit bad about it

I mean, you are your own person, but you're also his partner and sometimes people suck

L - Love Confession - How would they confess to their s/o

He didn't, Larry did it for him

Essentially, he kept rambling about you to Larry, and Larry was getting a bit tired of it (Sal is his best friend, but after weeks of hearing about how this one particular guy is attractive, it was a bit annoying), so he told Sal that you liked him too, and that he was going to tell you that Sal liked you as well

Sal didn't speak to him for about a day, but at the end of it, he had a partner and he missed his best friend, soooo that didn't last very long

U - Upset - How do they act when they're upset?

He doesn't like to show people that he's not okay. If he's upset, it'll likely lead to shaking and a crack in his voice, and since he doesn't want to bother anyone, he either hides in his room, or somewhere else in the apartments.

Find him though, and he's super clingy and will probably fall asleep on your shoulder or with his head in your lap

Y - Yearning - How will they cope when they're missing their partner?

He'll sleep at Larry's probably if you go on a trip, just so he can maybe not focus on missing you

If you just don't live in the apartments, or had to go home, there's a small chance he'll show up at your door either in the middle of the night, or he'll show up as soon as he knows you're awake, if only just for a hug

#elliotiswriting #bean anon #fluff alphabet #x reader #re8 headcanons #re8 x reader #karl heisenberg #karl heisenburg x reader #sally face headcannons #sally face x reader #sal fisher x reader #sal fisher #resident evil heisenberg #resident evil 8 #resident evil 8 x reader

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madnessreruns · 1 year

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hii <3

may i request some hcs with karl heisenberg being a platonic yan for a m!reader, whos basically like his son in a way but they arent like blood related ?

Platonic Yandere! Father Figure! Karl Heisenberg x Male! Not Blood Related! Reader

Note: eh.. not sure how I feel about this but eh *chucks this at you*

Warnings: overprotective Karl

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He usually doesn’t like to make friends, but when you stumble into his factory he can’t help but want to spend every minute with you

He immediately saw you as a child figure in his mind. He looked to be about twice your age, and you looked like you needed protecting.

He took you deeper into his factory into a small room, just for you. He says it’s temporary but I doubt you’ll be leaving soon..

He is very protective of you from the moment he sees you. When he takes you to your room he makes sure allllll of the soldats stay OUT OF YOUR WAY. If they even lay a finger on you he’s going to dismantle and burn them.

He might even make some specifically for protecting you. With cameras attached so he can keep a close eye on you when he’s out and about.

But if he’s out he probably takes you with him. He goes out shopping and brings you with him, he goes to a “family meeting” and brings you with him, he goes to pick up a specialized order from the Duke and brings you with him.

Speaking of that. He orders lots of things from the Duke to make sure that you are comfortable. Special beds, books, devices, anything you can’t think off, he’s gonna pay the Duke a little extra to make sure he gets some for you.

He doesn’t like to let you out on your own. He doesn’t trust the people around you, or the Lycans around you not to hurt you.

Don’t even let me get started on his reaction if you make friends, or god forbid find a partner.

But??? What if??? What if they hurt you???? What if it’s that bird bitch in disguise??? What if their planning to kill you???? You if their mean? What if their abusive?

Holy shit calm down please

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#cas.txt #ask #anonymous #karl heisenberg #karl heisenberg x reader #platonic yandere karl heisenberg #yandere karl heisenberg #resident evil 8 x reader #resident evil x you #resident evil x reader #yandere resident evil

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finn-writes-stuff · 6 months

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Hello! Would you be willing to write headcanons for Karl Heisenberg with a chubby partner? If you aren't comfortable then no worries 💚

Plush

Karl Heisenberg x Reader

Fandom: Resident Evil 8

Format: Headcanons

Gender Neutral Reader

Masterlist

I'm half using this to go insane over my gorgeous partner, don't mind me <3 -Finn

There’s just more of you for him to grab, this man is thriving!

He’s delighted at how soft you are under his hands. He’s accustomed to working with cold, unyielding metal. You are warm and plush and lovely.

Karl absolutely loves laying on you whenever you let him. His head on your chest, on your tummy, on your thighs, it’s all good to him.

Be very aware that his hands will sneak under your shirt when he’s lying on you. Be even more aware that if his mouth is anywhere near your bare skin, he will bite you. No warning, no apologies. Crop tops are dangerous around him. Karl loves nipping at your waist because he wants to hear the noises you make and hear you jump.

He is pretty strong, he works with a lot of heavy materials, but he uses his powers to make him far stronger than he actually is. His sleeves are lined with metal wires. This is all to say that he will throw you over his shoulder with little trouble.

This man is obsessed with your hips. You get within reach and he's got his hands on them. He likes being able to pull you closer and squeeze you.

#finnwrites #headcanons #resident evil 8 x reader #resident evil x reader #resident evil 8 #resident evil #karl heisenberg x reader #lord heisenberg #heisenberg x reader #re8 x reader

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