Sasuke & Naruto

I think this is where my love for head pats came from

1 - My dream is to hug Leon;

2 - Get three cute taps on the head from him;

3 - To have my hand sliding down his chest

“I’m not a slut but who knows”

Ashley the first times she saw Leon suplex an infected:

Sandwich: Resident Evil (1996) / Resident Evil Remake (2002) / Resident Evil 4 (2005) / Resident Evil: Revelations 2 (2015)

It's so befitting for team 7 to become so famous after the war when their leader/sensei is practically a celebrity in the Ninja world.

Even dead people knew who he is lol

Also, ofc the selfless humble baka he is had to deny the praise of a god like half alien and say that he did nothing and it was all his students and Obito but Hagoromo still insisted that without him they would have lost.

Uncanny Reunion

pairings- Nemesis x S.T.A.R.S Fem! Reader

a/n- i’ve been thinking about him a lot today idk why he’s taking over my brain rn // I rlly need to know if his cum would infect you or not

TW DARK CONTENT

NSFW WARNING:

contains- mentions/ implications of violence, monster fucking, fingering(f!receiving), non con (he kinda doesn’t know any better), MAJOR size difference, tentacle fucking 𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪

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For several days, you remained oblivious to what was happening in your city. You spent most of your time holed up in your cozy one-bedroom apartment, not even bothering to glance out the window or switch on the TV. However, everything changed when the terrifying figure emerged and forced you out of your safe haven into the unknown dangers of the outside world.

You’re unsure just what the thing is, but you know it’s not something you want to stick around and figure out. It had already injured you more than you’d expected, making your escape difficult.

Outside, you're met with a scene of utter chaos. The streets are devoid of any signs of normalcy, and instead, you see hordes of undead creatures shuffling aimlessly. You take a deep breath, grateful that you have your trusty gun by your side. However, your heart sinks as you realize that you're running dangerously low on ammunition, thanks to your earlier confrontation with that colossal monster.

You limp your way through the wrecked streets of the city, hoping to find at least one normal person. But you’re surrounded by nothing by hungry, man eating zombies. Definitely not how you wanted to spend your evening.

The zombies were definitely easier to deal with at least. But you’re running out of bullets quickly. Regardless of your perfect aim to the head, there’s too many to just avoid. One bite is all it’d take, even just a scratch and you’d be done for. You just couldn’t make it out of this without proper supplies.

So, you reroute to the gun store. Just a couple blocks away. You were confident that you could make it there somewhat safely. You internally hoped for there to be survivors, even if the chances were slim.

But when you round the corner towards your destination, you freeze in fear, coming face to face with the intimidating being once more. It would be one thing if it was just huge, but it’s huge and armed. With a rocket launcher no less. And it was incredibly fast on its feet. There was absolutely no way to outrun the bastard this time.

As it comes barreling towards you, you almost want to give up. There was nothing you could do, not with 3 puny bullets. They had no effect on the thing before anyways. There were no tricks to pull to make an exit.

You just stand there, not even understanding why it was after you. Was it because you were the only one there? It seemed to be targeting you specifically.

It didn’t matter anyway. You were prepared to accept your fate. Just letting it happen.

Its strong form pummels you into the nearby wall, its force strong enough to completely bust through. But for some reason, it’s holding back.

Wincing, you slit your eyes to take a peek at what’s in front of you. It's got you tacked, but not pushing any further. Just staring down at you like it had some kind of crazy realization.

It lets out a low growl, seeming as if it was fighting itself internally, looking almost pained. “S.T.A.R.S.” Its rumble is almost incoherent, but you understood clearly.

He must be one of Umbrella’s experiments. A So-called bioweapon. That explained why he was after you, but made his hesitation to finish you off all the more confusing. The way he was looking at you almost emotionally. As if he knew you.

There was no way he could. You were aware of how Umbrella mutated and experimented on people. Once they change, their soul and all that they once knew vanish. The human they once were is gone entirely. Even if he knew you prior, those memories were gone. He was just doing what he was designed to do. So why was he looking so hurt? Why wasn't he killing you?

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

His breath is hot and heavy through his exposed teeth. He was too close for comfort. More so when his strange tentacle makes its appearance, snaking around your neck. You were certain your life was about to end. But then next thing you know, your clothes are being forcefully ripped off.

You're completely disoriented. Raccoon City is crumbling, zombies everywhere, and now a bioweapon is stripping you of your clothing?

His pained expression turned to something else entirely. Almost like before when he was hunting you down. Completely driven with need.

“W-what the hell is this..?” you stammer, only to get a low growl in return. As you try to squirm out of its grasp, he only tightens his hold on your neck. You know there’s no point in even trying. He almost destroyed your entire apartment complex, he could just as easily end you right here and now. Though he’s not.

Instead he’s pinning you to the wall, looking at you as if considering eating you as his next meal.

You let out a squeal at the feeling of his large finger stretching through your entrance. Just one finger was the size of three of your own normally. He was fishing around inside you. Toying with you.

The more sound you made, the more intense his movements got. His breath quickened with yours. This mutant creature was showing human emotion. Driven by pure excitement and lust. His finger glided with no particular rhythm, soaking in your growing wetness.

You feel your knees growing weak. The combination of your lack of oxygen from his stronghold and his relentless massaging of your insides is overbearing. You were already powerless against him before, this just made you 10x weaker.

Just as your vision begins to go spotty, you’re allowed air again. His lengthy tentacle release your neck, instead traveling further down. His finger slips out, leaving you empty for the briefest moment before you’re filled again. This time by the rope-like tentacle attached to him.

It slithers deep into your cunt, pushing past your limits and your cervix, all the way up into your womb. The feeling makes you want to scream, to get away but he holds you there against the concrete wall.

But as it starts to move, you feel an overwhelming heat in your stomach. Your logical brain falls somewhere far away.

The bioweapon continued to play with your hole, letting out low grunts as if he was feeling great pleasure from this. Your eyes roll back as the tentacle slides in and out without mercy, whines and whimpers escaping your lips. You can’t help but cling to the huge form in front of you for support in your helpless state.

Your touch does something to him.

Nemesis struggles, his entire purpose being a killing machine. He was supposed to wipe out the STARS members. That's what he was designed for, yet you did something that made him feel something so overwhelming. He forgot all about his duties as real feelings came into play. He can't remember where he's seen you, or why he feels this intense necessity to have you. But he can't just ignore it. Especially not now. The way you're holding onto him, meekly panting and whimpering as his tentacle fuck up into you, he needs more. You've made him feel warm and fuzzy inside, something he doesn't even remember to be possible.

The tentacle slips out so he can lift you to his height. He does so with ease, his giant arms hook under your legs and lift you up. You sit midway on his stomach, and he just stares at you for a while. Noting your half-lidded eyes, and heated skin.

It gives him uncontrollable urges. Just like his purpose to fulfill Umbrella’s orders. He needs you. Needs to claim you as his own.

Nemesis was a superior being to you, but looking down at your petite form stirred something vile within him. The way your tits sat on your chest, rising and lowering with every breath and your pussy was puffy from his stimulation.

He couldn't stop himself, or understand whatsoever.

Nemesis strips away his lower clothing, revealing the largest and most strangely built dick you've ever laid eyes on. If you could even call it that.

There was no way that thing could fit, anywhere. So you thought.

Nemesis saw no restrictions, stuffing the girthy member into your tight hole. You cry out in agony as it stretches you deeper. You weren't wet enough for it to go in easily. Even if you were, you doubt it would feel any different. Its girth was the size of his forearm.

As he bounces you with his thrusts, the being lets out primal groans, still bearing its teeth and heaving breaths heavy enough to blow you away.

He can't comprehend what this feeling is. He just knows he can't stop. He keeps bullying his cock into your cervix relentlessly, reaching the back of your canal without even having to go very far.

Once again, you rely on him for support. He was fucking the life out of you.

He goes feral with need as you hold onto him again. The feeling of your warmth against him reminds him of something he just can't quite reach. Your helpless cries make him throb.

His hardened length doesn’t cease its assault even for a second as he desperately chases his high. He can hardly feel your nails raking at his back, all the feeling flows to his cock. Your tears wet the thin cloth of his covering, but he doesn’t understand. And it was too good to stop.

Through your blurred vision, you couldn’t even make out where you were anymore. Your thoughts were being stolen from you. You can feel him fuck all the way up into your stomach. Your walls struggle to conform to his shape but he makes them. It felt like you were being torn apart from the inside. You couldn't take it.

Your cries for help go unheard, instead only driving him further. He stuffs you like a toy, ramming into you with his enormous cock at an alarming rate when he feels something. A tightening feeling like something was about to explode.

His breath falters as the sensation takes over.

It spurts out, giving him a strange euphoric high. He groans, continues to fuck into you and milk it out of him. He stuffs his cum as deep as it can go, the slick lubes his need. He couldn't stop. It felt so good.

Your legs tremble along with the rest of your weaker from, there was nothing you could do to get out of this. You thought he'd never stop.

He was addicted to this newfound feeling.

Unexpectedly, he slows. His body is tense and shaky as it begins to feel too good. Almost painful. He pulls out quickly trying to make it stop, his arousal steadily leaking and twitching now beneath you.

Once more, Nemesis just stares at you, that human emotion apearant on his mutated face again.

mlist

It’s Halloween night and you come across Alucard at the bar. You don’t take him seriously when he says he’s a vampire because everyone dresses up as a vampire for Halloween. That was your biggest mistake.

CW: violence, biting, blood, death.

This is also my first time writing. Bear with me here.

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It was Halloween and there was no better way to celebrate than by getting plastered at your local bar. You decided to wear a vampire costume this year. You were usually very creative with your outfits, but you were feeling a bit lazy this year.

You stumbled your way to the bar, the alcohol already clouding your mind. You spot a man sitting at the bar. He had broad shoulders and long black hair. His aura should be intimidating to anyone, but not to you. Maybe you were too drunk to notice his glowing eyes as you took a seat next to him.

“What are you supposed to be?” You ask while flagging down the bartender for another drink.

He looks you up and down taking in your painfully obvious vampire outfit. He finds it amusing how you’ve found yourself in the presence of a true vampire who could snap your neck like a twig without second thought.

“Why I’m a vampire of course. The best one around.” His voice comes out like velvet.

You take a minute to examine him. He was wearing a black long sleeve shirt that had chains and buckles attached to it along with a pair of black leather pants. If you didn’t know any better you’d think he was in a gimp costume.

“Did you choose a vampire from a movie? I’m going as one of Dracula’s wives!” You state proudly.

“Oh no, young lady I’m an original vampire. Not one of those ones you see in media,” he offers a menacing smile.

You don’t pick up on his menacing aura. You were far too drunk to notice the situation you were in. You naively show off your plastic fangs to him.

“I finally got these to stay on! One fell off in my drink earlier,” you raise your cup for emphasis, “had to fish it out and put it back on.”

“Fangs really set the whole outfit together don’t they? But…” he leans in close to you until your noses are touching and the smell of a cigar on his breath fans your face, “these aren’t fake.”

Now up close you can see his eyes are a deep crimson shade and seem to be giving off a faint glow. You were amazed by his dedication to the outfit realizing you forgot contacts of your own.

“I think you’ll find my fangs are far more durable than yours,” he traces his finger over the pulse in your neck.

His touch was like ice and sent shivers straight down your spine. The look in his eyes should’ve been enough to make you run, but you didn’t. Whether it be you were drunk or too stupid to sense the danger you were in.

“May I touch them?” You innocently ask as you wonder how he got them to stay on all night.

His eyes darken at your request, “why of course, little one,”

You don’t notice the way the glow in his eyes seems to intensify. You’re only focused on his fangs and how sharp they are. Much sharper than your store bought ones.

You slowly raise your arm to his fang and run the pad of your finger across it. He waited until seemed content with touching his fang before he bit your finger hard enough to draw blood.

You let out a shocked gasp and yank your finger away. You see your blood coating his razor sharp teeth. The action had caused you to sober up a significant amount.

“What the hell?” You angrily ask.

He turns to you with a feigned innocence plastered on his face, “I’m sorry doll. Did I bite too hard?” He licked the blood off his teeth.

Your blood ran cold. Something about his tone made every nerve in your body scream at you to run. You gathered your purse and slammed some money on the counter.

“Uh, nice meeting you. I think I’ve had my fun here,” you stammer over your words quickly putting distance between the two of you.

“That’s a shame. I haven’t had my fill yet,”

His words paralyzed you on the spot. You knew you had to get out. And you needed to get out now. You push past the sea of bodies crowding around the bar. You quickly lost sight of him and began looking for the exit. Once in your sight, you wrapped your sweaty hand around the cool metal bar and pushed.

The cool night air surrounded you and offered you relief from the panic you were feeling. You looked around and found that you took the alley exit, much to your dismay. Your car was around the building. As you begin to make your way to the safety of your car, you hear crunching gravel behind you. You whip around to see no one there.

“Fuck I’m being paranoid,” you think to yourself.

Then you hear it again, this time to your right. You spin around to see the man from inside the bar. Your eyes widen in terror. His menacing aura was felt by you. It was so strong your knees began to shake.

He didn’t give you time to speak before he began, “you know what I find interesting about the human body?” He begins circling you.

“There’s so many efficient ways to drain them of blood. My favorite though,” he stops right behind you, his breath tickling your neck, “is the throat.”

You shiver as his breath fans your sensitive neck. He presses his chest against your back and moves your hair to the side to gain full access to your bare throat.

“Please stop,” your voice comes out as a whisper.

“But we’ve just begun, little one.”

He lowers his mouth to your neck. Your panic begins to set in at full force. You pull yourself away from him and begin to run ignoring the pain your heels were causing your feet. Within a blink of an eye he lunged at you sending you crashing into the cold gravel beneath you.

He grabs both of your arms to effortlessly pin them above your head as he straddles you, “this won’t hurt,” he lets out a deep laugh that rumbles within his chest, “try not to scream.”

Before you could open your mouth to scream, his large hand covers your mouth leaving just his other hand to pin down both of yours. He can’t help but think of how pathetic you look under him. You looked absolutely terrified with tears brimming in your eyes. He wanted to see you cry. It was a sight he found most beautiful.

“Go on. Cry for me. Beg me to stop. Beg me to spare you,” he removed his hand from your mouth to see what you’d do.

You immediately try to call for help. He’s quick to silence you again, more forcefully this time. His hand engulfs the whole lower part of your face reminding you of just how small you are in comparison to him.

He watches the tears that fall from your eyes. He’s delighted to see such a beautiful little thing cry tears for him. He leans his face close to yours before darting his tongue out to lick your salty tears. He lets out a satisfied hum.

“Be a good girl and don’t make this too messy,”

His fangs graze the soft skin of your neck and you whimper. It was music to his ears. He gave a gentle nibble to see what other sounds he could pull from your mouth. He wasn’t disappointed when another whimper graced his ears.

Your blood was pumping so quickly now. He couldn’t contain himself. He sunk his teeth into your neck eagerly lapping up the sweet blood your veins offered him.

You clenched your fists in pain and tried to bite your lip, but his hold on your face made it hard to do much else, so you were left with letting out grunts of pain and muffled cries.

“Yes that’s it. Sing for me,” he had a crazed look now.

Your blood dripped from his mouth down his chin. He was quick to lick the blood from his chin, not wanting to waste any of your sweet gift.

He let go of your mouth. He wanted to hear all the sounds you were going to make for him as he feasted on your blood.

He ignored your pleas as he bit into your skin again. He had no intention of stopping this time. He greedily drank from you while your cries pierced the night.

You really were the best meal of his life.

Smile

Description:  You were a survivalist. Time to survive. You ended up cornered in the woods and the man wielding a giant hammer might be least of your problems. A parasite is now trying to change you, and you have no idea what you'll become. It seems unlikely that he would be the one that helps you through this turmoil. It seems impossible that he's the one thing that reminds you hold onto your humanity. Smile, what's the use of crying?

Chapters: 40 Total Words: 121,671

Karl Heisenberg X Reader (AFAB, she/her) Rating: Explicit (for language and smut)

Read on AO3

Warnings: Short Descriptions of Invasive Medical Procedures, Body Horror, Dubious Consent, Brief Mention of Needles, Non-Consensual Drug Use.

Tags: Slow Burn, Sex Pollen, Dirty Talk, Oral Sex, Erotic Electrostimulation (sort of), Teasing, Power Play, Temperature Play, Bondage, Consensual Somnophilia, Creampie, Light Dom/Sub, Switching, Maledom, Femdom, Face-Sitting, Branding (kind of), Orgasm Denial/Delay, Multiple Orgasms, Praise Kink, Spanking, and Light F/F. In addition: a lot of hurt/comfort, angst, fluff and so many feelings this man is incapable of processing.

for reasons that are entirely personal, i hope the remaster updates the femshep model and shes swole

Every time Ada’s saved Leon, someone Leon loves, or literally anybody at all: an Ada Appreciation Post. The second installment of this post, except that my memory is a bit spotty in regards to this particular subject because she really does it so…so many times.

Shooting and killing the dog attacking him - the one that’s literally seconds away from doing away with him

Running over Mr X when he’s about to choke Leon out

Blowing up Mr X when he’s about to come back to life

This one is a bit iffy, but legit crouching over Leon’s prone body after he gets shot to shoot back at their attacker? Very sexy. She looks very protective there 1000/10

Patching him up after he gets shot so he doesn’t bleed out, despite the fact that it sets her back in her own pursuits

Giving him a rocket launcher that helps him kill an otherwise unkillable monster he’s trapped with

Saving Leon from getting choked out by shooting his captor

Leaving him useful items in re4, from weapons to info to puzzle pieces

Not shooting him in the back and killing him when she had direct orders to do so in re4

Preventing other people from killing him when she has direct orders to kill him herself - saving him from getting stabbed by Krauser - literally rushing to Leon after she hears about Krauser’s involvement

Saving both Leon and Ashley from Osmund Saddler when he goes to save Ashley by first shooting at Saddler as Saddler tries to to kill Leon and then

Preventing Saddler from going after Leon and Ashley by exploding the exit he flees out of, effectively trapping her in the room with a deranged person

Helping Leon find the cure to his and Ashley’s infection - also helping Luis Sera do the same

Not killing Leon when he’s choking her out. Which isn’t really saving him but damn, Leon’s lucky he only got stabbed in the leg

Providing background support for Leon when he’s fighting on multiple occasions (but most notably in re4 and re6)

Giving him another rocket launcher to help him defeat a (once again) unkillable monster that would otherwise be impossible to defeat

Giving him the keys to a jetski that helps not only Leon but also Ashley escape from an island about to explode

Shooting Deborah Harper as she’s mutating. Debatable, but I’m going to count it anyways. One could even argue that it was Helena she was saving

Giving Leon a ring which he uses to escape from a whole horde of zombies about to murder him later on. A ring which also provides him a way out of the catacombs and frees him and Helena from being trapped underground

Helping Leon and Helena fight Deborah, despite no actual benefit to herself, considering she could have legit just walked right around their battle and continued on her merry way without even letting Leon know she was there

Helping Sherry and Jake fight off infected and the chainsaw mutant

Saving Sherry Birkin from the chainsaw mutant by using her grappling hook and grabbing her out of the way

Helping random civilians on (by my admittedly shoddy count) two to three occasions? In re6 when they’re being attacked by infected in the streets.

Saving hundreds of thousands of people by defeating Carla Radames

Appearing in her helicopter after she’s presumed dead to save Leon and Helena from getting cornered by a small army of infected. Shooting at the groups of infected until Leon and Helena get to safety

Helping Leon and Helena defeat Simmons for the first time around while she’s in the helicopter 

Saving dozens of civilians on the rooftops when they’re being attacked by the enemies

Helping Leon and Helena to defeat Simmons the second time around

- Helping Leon and Helena climb the building without getting torn from the rope by Simmons (providing background support as they’re climbing)

- Fighting Simmons on her own in multiple instances while Leon and Helena provide backup support

- Saving Leon’s life every time he’s downed (which is up to the player and the gameplay, of course)

Fighting off Simmons (dropping him from the roof) when he’s seconds away from knocking Leon from the building and causing him to drop to his death 

Possibly saving even more people by killing Simmons’ next mutant experiment and exploding his labs

Giving Leon yet another rocket launcher to defeat a mutated creature that would otherwise be impossible to kill and who would probably kill thousands of other people if left alive, including Leon and Helena

Giving Leon a helicopter that will gave him a straight shot out of an infected and doomed city

Providing Leon with the means to not only prove his own innocence and Helena’s innocence, but to also put Simmons away and prevent him from hurting anymore people

Making the elevators work in Damnation so Leon and Buddy can escape despite, once again, no possible benefit to herself. This action, btw, involved her risking her life to stay in a place where her cover was blown to hack into the palace servers of the president and get the elevators working - in a building overrun by Lickers, Infected, and X mutants.

Edit: + that time Kendo had a shotgun on Leon and Ada swoops in to save him

Edit: + Let us also not forget that she didn’t follow through with shooting anybody when Leon asked her not to

Edit: + Dropping the ladder for Leon after the Birkin fight. It doesn’t exactly save him, but it’s certainly extremely helpful

Edit: + In RE2 OG (Leon B), Ada shoots at Mr X to draw him away from a cornered Leon at her own risk and then later throws him the rocket launcher to defeat Mr X. AND, 

Edit: + in Claire B, Ada still throws the rocket launcher - only its to Claire - despite them having never met! This allows Claire to defeat Mr X and survive

these are only the ones I can think of off the top of my head. if anybody remembers any others please let me know!

Naruto fans: Kakashi always favored Sasuke over Naruto.

Meanwhile Kakashi and Naruto:

I love how Kakashi was always trying to make sure that Naruto is eating his veggies

I can't get over how Sasuke is looking at them here, lmao 😂