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“i play resident evil 4 for the plot”

the plot:

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Me in a nutshell

(I don’t normally write but i kinda wanna write about him 👀)

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Y’all….Y’all….HEAR ME OUTTT, PLEASEEE JUST HEAR ME OUTTTTTT.

(ITS LITERALLY PURRINGGGGGGGGG)

#mk1 #mortal kombat 1 #havik mk #mortal kombat havik #mk1 havik #mortal kombat

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He’s such a slut. I wanna eat him.🗣️🗣️🗣️🗣️🗣️

#mk1 2023 #mortal kombat 1 #johnny cage x reader #johnny cage mk1 #mortal kombat

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AM I REALLY simping over some f*cking hands ???

Like wtf man mk1 johnny cage took me everything 💀 even his hands like… well they’re so large, so beautiful im-

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More Johnny Cage intros🗿

I love Johnny Cage sm. (Who doesn’t, He’s serving CUNT.)

Johnny: Well aren’t you just an heart throb.

Y/N: Focus, Cage.

Johnny: Aw, Thought i had a chance.

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Johnny: If your feeling down, i can feel you up, Sweetheart.

Y/N: Ugh…There’s no way you just said that.

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Johnny: Aw come on, My fans want us together.

Y/N: Fuck you.

Johnny: Already did!

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Johnny: The one who loses has to give head.

Y/N: I’d rather decapitate myself.

Johnny: How funny.

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Y/N: You always this fancy?

Johnny: Not necessarily but when i heard your name i fancied up.

Y/N: How cute.

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Y/N: Is it possible to always be this annoying?

Johnny: You know you love it.

Y/N: Fuck you.

Johnny: Love you to!

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Y/N: Was it good for you?

Johnny: The sex?

Y/N: The film, Cage.

Johnny: Thereforeeee…That could mean two things?

Y/N: Ugh.

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Johnny: Why are the pretty girls always into violence?

Y/N: Why are the handsome ones always so obnoxious?

Johnny: Fair enough.

#mk1 #mortal kombat 1 #johnny cage mk1 #johnny cage x reader #johnny cage #mortal kombat

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Intros with Johnny Cage😀

Chile…These aren’t the best so stfu…..

Johnny: Aren’t i just the most sexiest person you’ve ever went against?

Y/N: I don’t see Channing Tatum anywhere around.

Johnny: Ouch!

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Johnny: There’s nothing hotter then going against a psychopath

Y/N: Me? A psychopath? Look in the mirror, Cage.

Johnny: Can’t Last time i did, The mirror almost broke because of how sexy i was.

Y/N: Cant break a mirror unless your…Ugly?

Johnny:Oh shoot…I got it all mixed up again, huh?

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Y/N: Got something to say, Cage? You’ve been staring quite a lot recently.

Johnny: I’m just admiring a total babe in front of me!

Y/N: There’s no way you just called me a “babe”…

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Y/N: You think you could make it to dinner after this? It’d be a shame to start with out you.

Johnny: Aw, At least i’d know you would miss me.

Y/N: *Sighs.* Why do i even talk to you.

Johnny: I’m just to irresistible.

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Johnny: Be my girlfriend?

Y/N: In your dreams, Cage.

Johnny: Aw man.

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Johnny: God, You are so gorgeous.

Y/N: Flirting now, Are we?

Johnny: Obviously! How could i not!

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Johnny: Is it possible to rip out my heart Cutie?, Because i’m sure you already have it.

Y/N: I’ll put it onto a plate for ya! With extra salt n’ pepper to!

Johnny: Never mind…

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Y/N: Ugh, Do you ever take off those glasses?

Johnny: I can’t! I gotta look good for you!

Y/N: Your joking, Right?

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Johnny: Kiss me!

Y/N: Excuse me?

Johnny: To straight forward…?

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Y/N: Did you even fix the bed like i told you to?

Johnny: We didn’t have that much fun last night, did we?

Y/N: Your insufferable.

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Y/N: Come over after?

Johnny: I’d love to!

Y/N: I only want you to clean my house, Cage.

Johnny: I’ll pass.

~

Y/N: Ugh! Johnny! What did i tell you about using my deodorant!

Johnny: Hey! You called me by my first name!

#johnny cage #mortal kombat 1 #mk1 2023 #MK1 #johnny cage x reader #Mortal Kombat Johnny Cage #mortal kombat

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Y’all i miss when the Resident Evil 4 Remake first came out. I miss when people were going absolutely crazy over the game play and going bizarre over Leon. Although those few months were rough patches for me, I’d do ANYTHINGGG to go back to that era istg.

#resident evil 4 #re4 remake #re4 leon #leon kennedy x reader #Resident evil #Re4 #Re4Remake #Leon kennedy #leon scott kennedy

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I just know Dalton loves the feeling of you tugging at his hair while he works on you, ESPECIALLY when your thighs are around his head.

#i’m going insane #insidious #Insidious the red door #dalton lambert #dalton lambert x reader

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heyy! let me tell you, not only were you a part of me discovering a new hyperfixation but pretty much the main reason 😭 anyway congrats on 100 followers!! and if i'm still on time to request something i would love dalton l. and number 4

I'm honored, and I humbly accept the responsibility. If you couldn't tell, I have same hyperfixation and I think it's a great one!😆 Thank you for the congratulations and the request! I hope you enjoy and please let me know what you think!

Warnings: a misunderstanding and some hurt feelings, happy ending, fluff, 0.9k+ words

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Prompt 4: "Can you please go sit in another room or something? I can't concentrate with you here."

You’re beginning to think Dalton forgot about your date. It’s been nearly ten minutes since you walked into his dorm, and he asked you to wait one minute while he finished something. Not that you mind, of course, you enjoy watching him work. Your eyes are glued to his profile as he draws, his brows furrowed as his attention moves to a different area of his paper.

“I can feel you staring,” he mumbles around the pencil in his mouth.

“Good for you,” you quip. “Your observation skills are coming along nicely, my dear Watson.”

He doesn’t signify your sarcasm with a response, instead looking through his supplies for a chamois, making an “aha” sound before he begins using it to blend.

“What are you drawing?” You ask, moving to sit on the other side of his desk.

His eyes raise to yours quickly, but he doesn’t answer.

“Are you almost done?”

His eyes raise again but look over your entire face before dropping again. He raises a hand and tugs his hair over his ear. You let him focus, shifting in your seat to look at the completed artwork displayed on his wall.

Dalton takes your shift in attention as an opportunity to study your face closer, noticing that you're dressed very nicely, and it looks like you tried something new with your hair. He thinks that every time he looks, you get more attractive. Shaking his head, he smiles to himself before finishing the shading.

“The painting of the mountain is really pretty,” you say quietly.

“Can you please go sit in another room or something? I can’t concentrate with you here,” he says, not looking up.

You try not to sound too disappointed when you agree. “Call me when you’re done?” You ask, standing in the doorway.

Dalton hums an acknowledgement, so you close the door and walk to your dorm.

Twenty or so minutes later, Dalton calls and asks you to return. You knock, holding your lips between your teeth as you hope he isn’t annoyed with you for distracting him.

“You don’t have to knock,” Dalton says as he opens the door. When he sees you, his eyes widen, even though he had just seen you. “You look amazing.”

You nod and mutter a thank you, keeping your hands behind your back as you walk in. Dalton notices your behavior change and starts to reach out, then decides to explain himself first.

“Sorry about earlier. I just really wanted to finish that so we could make dinner,” Dalton explains, rubbing the back of his neck to expel his nervous energy.

“I thought the reservation was at 6?” You ask quietly.

Dalton looks into your eyes and sees the sadness behind them, hating himself for asking you to leave and making you think he forgot your date.

“I’ll assume Chris didn’t tell you, then,” he says, rubbing his hands down his face. His eyes meet yours as he further explains, “I was going to call you and tell you that they changed the reservation to 8 but Chris was here and said she’d tell you.”

“I haven’t seen her.” You sound a little more like yourself but are still too far away for Dalton’s liking.

“I’m so sorry. And I’m sorry for asking you to leave earlier, just… you look amazing and I couldn’t keep my eyes off of you. I wanted this to be a little more romantic but do you want to see it?” He gestures toward his desk and the new artwork lying on it.

You nod and walk side-by-side to the desk, gasping as you see a beautiful drawing of you.

“It’s amazing, Dalton,” you whisper breathlessly.

“Thank you. I had a great model.”

You lean closer and examine all the little details he put into the picture.

“I really am sorry about earlier. I didn’t mean to make you think I forgot you or kick you out like that.”

You turn to face Dalton and laugh as you relax, stepping closer to him.

“What’s so funny?”

“You asked me to leave because I was distracting you. You were drawing me, Dalton. How can the model be a distraction?”

“I can’t look at you and draw at the same time,” he explains, wrapping his arms around you and bringing you close.

“Maybe you should learn,” you say, wrapping your arms over his shoulders.

“Only if you help. And we really are going to be late if we don’t leave now.”

You step out into the hall while Dalton grabs his jacket.

“Oh, hey,” Chris says as she exits the stairwell. “I was supposed to give you a message from Dalton.”

“I know,” you say as Dalton yells, “We got it covered! No thanks to you!”

He exits and drops his jacket on your shoulders, keeping a hand on your back as he leads you. You laugh again, so Dalton nudges you slightly, a silent invitation to share.

You drop your voice and say, “‘I’m trying to remember every detail of your face, but I’m getting distracted by your face. Get out.’ That’s you.”

Dalton pretends to laugh, though his smile is genuine. “I’m never living this down, am I?”

“Nope. And you’ll receive payback when you least expect it.”

“Can’t wait,” Dalton deadpans.

Truth be told, Dalton couldn’t wait. He’d send you away to concentrate a million more times if it meant you’d tease him and let him hold you so closely.

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A small Dalton Lambert X Reader imagine

Angst

(Also inspired by the song “Come Home Soon” By the Intruders🫧🤍)

You sat in your dorm room with Chris, Studying a book for the course you were taking.

To be honest, You weren’t quite paying attention to what you were doing as your mind kept leading off into a sad state. Unfortunately, Dalton had broken up with you after a heated argument about the further and how he shouldn’t have put you into danger but you kept arguing back, telling him that it was okay. After that, He finally said those 5 words in one sentence, The words nobody would want to hear in a relationship.

“I’m breaking up with you.”

So every night, You sit in your dorm room, Wondering how he is doing.

#dalton lambert #dalton lambert x reader #insidious the red door #insidious #angst

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Imagine Dalton hitting it from the back, Pushing your head into the pillow after you thought he was “shy” while he called you dirty pet names.

(I’m screaming right now)

#Dalton Lambert #insidious the red door #insidious #dalton lambert x reader

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You're All Mine

Summary: Dalton makes a new friend who doesn't mind his shyness. Essentially, it's "introverts don't make friends, they get adopted by extroverts," but Dalton is the introvert and you, reader, are the extrovert. 1.5k+ words

Requested: Yes - "innocent shy dalton x outgoing reader"

Warnings: fluff, brief mention of making out... I think that's all

A/N: I am in absolutely no way outgoing or extroverted so I based the reader's outgoing attributes on various characters. I hope I did the request justice and feel free to let me know what you think! Enjoy :)

“Whoa, those are amazing! Did you do all of them?”

Dalton turns quickly at the sound of an unfamiliar voice inside his dorm room.

“Sorry.” You smile and apologize once you see the startled look on his face. “I was walking down the hall and your door was open, so I saw your art.” You gesture toward all the paintings and drawings hanging over his bed. “They’re really good.”

“Thanks,” he says quietly.

“Where are my manners?” You ask rhetorically before introducing yourself and sticking your hand out for Dalton to take.

He gently shakes your hand - only once - before taking his hand back and saying his name.

“Nice to meet you, Dalton. See you around,” you promise before walking down the hallway.

Dalton sighs and sits back down, trying to remember what he was doing before you came in.

Somehow, Dalton ended up at a frat party. Internally, he wants to curse his temporary roommate Chris for bringing him, but he is too busy trying to make himself as small and invisible as possible. Once through the front door, Dalton hopes the crowd will keep him hidden. As Chris drags him through the crowd, he hears a familiar voice.

“No, it’s no problem, swear! I’ll be right back!” You say somewhere behind him.

Were you that sweet to him? he wonders. He had been caught off guard when you just appeared earlier.

“I am so sorry,” you say as you bump into Chris, gently grabbing her shoulder to right her. “Dalton!” You squeal, throwing your arms around his neck in a tight hug.

Dalton’s eyes widen, and his facial expression is pure fear as he looks at Chris over your shoulder. She makes a hugging motion and points at you, which leads him to slowly wrap his arms around your waist.

“I did not think I’d see you here. I wasn’t planning on coming either - you know how frat guys are - but my roommate didn’t want to come alone, so,” you trail off and shrug as you pull back, a smile that seems much too genuine for the setting on your face.

“I know the feeling,” Dalton grumbles under his breath.

“Do you want anything? I’m going to grab some of my friends a drink.” You look between Chris and Dalton as they politely decline. “Then I guess I’ll see you later! Great seeing you, Dalton.”

Dalton watches as you expertly move through the crowd and wonders if you purposefully bumped into Chris, considering you haven’t come close to anyone else. He’s snapped out of his thoughts by Chris grabbing his forearm.

“Daydream later, Dolphin, we have frat boy belongings to go through,” she says as she drags him to the stairs.

Dalton looks around the bedroom with his hand in his pockets while Chris opens drawers and rifles around on the desktop. Chris hears someone coming and considers kissing Dalton for a distraction, then thinks again and decides the chances of it being his first kiss are too high, and she doesn’t want to make him uncomfortable.

“Oh.” You stop as you realize someone is occupying the room. When you see who, you wonder if you wrongly evaluated Dalton; maybe he isn’t as shy and innocent as he seems. “I’ll - uh - give you two some privacy.”

Once the door is closed, Dalton looks at Chris with furrowed brows and downturned lips. “Privacy? Why?”

“How do you even know her, Dalton?” Chris asks with a laugh. “Chase her down and try to talk to her. For me?”

Dalton seems to contemplate the request before walking out of the room.

“Go get her, tiger - I mean Dolphin!” Chris yells down the hall behind him.

You’re on the front porch with a small group of people when Dalton finally finds you. Unsure of how to approach, he stands to the side and looks in your general direction, waiting for you to notice him. When you finally look away from the person talking, you see Dalton and smile, gesturing with your hand for him to come over. He shakes his head, a movement so small you only know it happened because his hair moves. You smile and say something to the girl beside you before setting your cup down and walking to him.

“Enjoying the party?” You ask.

“Why-“ Dalton clears his throat and starts over, “Whatever you think was happening upstairs wasn’t. Chris was just digging through his stuff.”

Your smile grows at his rushed explanation. “Oh, ok. If anyone deserves to have their personal belongings messed with, it’s Nick.”

Dalton nods, his hands nervously tucking in and out of his pockets.

“Do you want to get out of here?” you offer. “These things only get crazier from here.”

“And go where?”

“Anywhere you want. You can go home, we can go get milkshakes, make out under a tree,” you add the last one nonchalantly for the entertaining reaction you anticipate Dalton will give.

Dalton nods with your first two suggestions, then nearly chokes on air with the last one. You instantly feel bad, placing a hand on his arm as you apologize and explain it was a joke.

“It’s fine,” Dalton says, a small smile forming. “Milkshakes sound good. If you meant it?”

“I always mean it when I bring up milkshakes. Let’s go; my treat.”

You grab Dalton’s hand and interlace your fingers without thinking, not noticing how he stares at your hands as he walks beside you.

“What’s your milkshake poison?” You ask as you join Dalton in the booth, sliding in beside him rather than across from him.

He shrugs as he glances at you.

“I like chocolate,” you explain, “I know it’s basic, but is chocolate ever the wrong answer?”

“I like chocolate,” Dalton agrees.

“One or two?” Dalton looks confused, so you add, “Milkshakes. Do you want to share one or get two?”

“Oh. Um, we can share. I guess. If it’s ok with you.”

“Dalton, two things you should know as my new best friend, I only share food with my friends, and I wouldn’t offer if I didn’t mean it.”

“Best friend?”

“Oh, yeah, you’re all mine now.”

The smile you send him makes Dalton think maybe that isn’t so bad. He watches you greet the waitress and ask how her day is going, talking to her about her law school classes before ordering one chocolate milkshake with two straws. He wonders how someone that goes to frat parties with no problem can be so kind. He also wonders how he is lucky enough to be ‘all yours.’

“How are your classes so far? I mean, I’m not convinced you need art classes based on what I saw in your dorm, but are you enjoying them?” You ask as you wait for the milkshake.

“They’re good. Interesting. My teacher’s a little… out there, I guess.”

“Who isn’t?” You ask with a laugh.

He smiles and asks which school you’re attending, hanging on your every word as you answer.

“One chocolate milkshake, two straws. Can I get anything else for you two?” The waitress asks as she sets the milkshake between you and Dalton.

You glance at him, and he shakes his head, so you respond, “No, we’re good. Thank you so much, and good luck on your BAR exam!”

You turn to Dalton and gesture to the milkshake, “After you.”

“You paid for it,” Dalton argues.

You smile at his sudden boldness before stating, “Which means I get to decide. You try it first.”

Dalton concedes and takes a sip, eyes widening at the intense chocolate flavor.

“Whoa.”

“I know, right?” You gush. “I come here every chance I get. They put espresso beans in to amplify the chocolate flavor; it’s my favorite milkshake in the whole world.”

“Which dorm do you live in?” You ask as you exit the diner with your hand in Dalton's, mentally creating a route to both of your dorms. “Yours is on the way to mine, so I can drop you off.”

“My dad would kill me if I didn’t walk you home,” Dalton states.

“Really?” You giggle as you wrap your free hand around his forearm, not noticing the way his breath catches at your touch.

“Probably not, but it’s still the gentlemanly thing to do,” Dalton says after a moment.

“Well, you have class in the morning, so I relieve you of your gentleman duties. But only for tonight.”

You walk in a comfortable silence, insisting on accompanying Dalton to his dorm room door once you arrive.

“This was fun, Dalton. We should do it again.”

Dalton nods and misses the warmth of your hand as you take it back.

“Maybe we’ll skip the frat party next time.”

“That would be nice.”

“I’ll see you tomorrow, Dalton,” you say, wrapping him in a quick hug before leaving for your dorm.

“Tomorrow?” He asks.

You turn back, the smile you’d been wearing all night widening. “Oh yeah. I meant it when I said you’re mine now. Goodnight, Dalton.”

He watches as you disappear around the corner, with no thoughts of darkness in his mind. He doesn’t even register the sound of the door opening until Chris speaks, “You, my weird Dolphin, just got adopted by an extrovert.”

Dalton looks at her and blushes as she adds, “A very pretty extrovert.”

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Imagine sitting behind Dalton in his dorm room while he’s in front of a canvas doing a beautiful sketch while your arms are wrapped around his torso, Just resting your head against his back while he is peacefully breathing.

The frat party was lame but if Dalton was around, You knew it would be okay. And you’d comfort him about his foggy past, Comforting him about all of the crazy shit he’s been seeing and letting him talk to you about astral projecting.

#dalton lambert #insidious the red door #insidious

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calming dalton down when the power goes out at night and he can’t handle the darkness in your bedroom. you gently cup his cheeks as you notice he starts to hyperventilate and make him look deep into your eyes as you help him breathe. you don’t realise it but that’s the moment he absolutely falls in love with you — he knows no one could ever make him feel safer than you do and he isn’t afraid to show his weak side anymore.

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this is so real

Patiently waiting for Dalton Lambert fan fictions to come out on Wattpad be like—

I’m really not patient I NEED TO SEE ANYTHING SOMETHING I SAY

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Hey everybody! I just came on to apologize for being very inactive for the last few months. I will be uploading more stories pretty soon probably and writing some new fic’s, Especially a few with Dalton Lambert because HELLO?! Have you seen that man in the new insidious movie…

Anyways, that’s all i really had to say and i just finished my freshman year of university a few weeks ago, WOOOOOOOOO!!!!! (University was in fact the reason i’ve been inactive btw, thanks for understanding <3 )

#insidious #insidious the red door #DaltonLambert #leon kennedy #resident evil 4