Mar 9
chris vc: pretty boy, i should be a homewrecker again.
ethan vc: bring it on, redfield.
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chris vc: pretty boy, i should be a homewrecker again.
ethan vc: bring it on, redfield.
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“You like how I fuck you?“
"Shut the fuck up."
𝐒𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐇 𝐎𝐑 𝐏𝐀𝐒𝐒 for Odd!
"I need people to understand-- he looks like he can break me over his knee with his pinkey and honestly? That's probably just what I need to fix me."
"SMASH."
dammit clint, men used to go to war over an ass like yours🙄
Some random sexual harassment // @biosurvive
Chris' old BSAA fatigues hang low on Clint's waist, outlining the archer's assets. A shrug of one shoulder, lazy and casual.
"Listen, I didn't ask for this cake. I just bring it to the party, y'know?"
chris, be nice. did brad take our helicopter and abandon us to battle absurd puzzles and unfathomable horrors because he heard a dog bark? yes. but he came back. had he stress-eaten all the rations we packed? also yes. but he picked up the pizza we paid for with our zero income on his way home from work at the job that screwed all of us over, so there's that.
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if you were a pokemon i'd catch you
bold of you to assume you haven't caught me already, babe ;)
🔙 // push my muse against a wall .
Is it the day of trying one's luck? The Shape has already slaughtered nearly everyone aside from the short-haired little medic and this boulder of a man. She was on the ground, her guts nothing but a pin-cushion, and as he goes to grab her to end it all? A rough shoulder is slammed into his form and messes up his footing. His form collides into the barrel, knocking over the metal and letting loose the debris of fire kindle. Rebeca, as she coughs out the last of her breaths, her soft and innocent eyes watch as the two collide before passing from this world.
His eye, icy and cold remains on the current threat as the man attempts to push him into the wall nearest to them. He can see the rage, the taught jaw, clenched teeth, and snarl of a man who has just lost a friend. The Shape does not care. He does not care for any of the man's reactions as indifference remains strong in the mind of the killer even as he takes hold and manages to shove Chris into the wall instead.
With the man subdued, he places himself closer as a hand goes towards his thick throat the other threatens the knife against his guts.
he was sitting there, watching the jedi through his helmet. there was a lot that was going through his mind these days... but the more time passed, the more he realizes that he has a choice to make. but the more the mandalorian thought about it, the more the answer had become clear. ❝ chris, ❞ he starts, his voice stoic as ever. it was a good thing he was good at masking himself from beyond the helmet.
arms had come to wrap around the other, pulling the jedi into an embrace. the mando would never get over this feeling... and he awaits the moment he can feel from beyond his beskar once again.
he doesn't know how to form his words, too afraid to put anything into fruition -- but also afraid of the possible outcome that could come from it. ❝ i.. i think... ❞ there's hesitance as he speaks. not because this isn't an action he doesn't want, at least that's what he's telling himself. but he cannot stand this. the longing as he wants to feel the jedi's lips on his ; for the other to finally see him... THIS WAS NOT THE WAY, but din wasn't thinking about that now as gloved hands move to hold chris's, holding them up to place them close to the edge of his helmet.
✧˚ · . @biosurvive