#Clyde Perry

[strikeserjndberry]

Big dump post because ive been ameliamaxxing (aka going underground and around)

[gh0stt3arss]

Fraco Barbi tronger than me cause if that heterochromic balding middle aged fucker was wounded on the floor in front of me groaning and whining in pain and fear bitch I’d jump him and attach myself to his tit IMMEDIATELY!! Suckle like a baby as if my life depends on it what the fuck?? 😕😕😕 just a squeeze would fix me just saying bro

[raccoonfruitloops]

Red barrels I played outlast again and Amelia is gone what is happening💔

[kull-wahad-0]

I just can’t believe that Perry collected such dangerous prime assets and Blaire just kept throwing his coworkers into the engine. Anyways

[proxyeve]

Seriously, WHERE and HOW do Easterman and Clyde keep finding these fuckass people😭🙏 LIKE DAMN

[chocolate-gore]

[Spoilers for Collections & Relapse Trailer]

Easterman? Spiralling.

Scarfiotti? Sweating.

Avellanos? Aghast.

Amelia? Caught.

Clyde? Ran over.

Rebirth? Cancelled.

Sinyala Staff? Scrambling.

Reagents? Shivering.

Phylis? Questioning the Rules of Sinyala.

Leland? Neglected.

Franco:

[summerlyewe]

they call him agent 007

0 motivation

0 $ salary

7 times was beaten by prime assets

[idk-tbh-idk]

“I see a man who gets to make it home alive… but it’s no longer you”

Miles posting

Don’t take the “something in the way” seriously pls, I was just messing with the brush and — yeah

Doodle uhhhzzzzz

[grimeonadime]

[sirmistychro]

My nervous contributions to the Tumblr Outlast fandom…you can tell I have a favorite.

Debating if my other Outlast art is worth posting…

[strikeserjndberry]

smokers of sinyala

(og post is from pearlpulp on twt!)

[gh0stt3arss]

Hi

[alandove]

Whatever, go my coyle doodles slop

These are a bit old im so sorry 🥀

[makeucrawl]

“Behind Closed Doors”

Clyde/Easterman

“HypnoChromia ship”

Based on this lovely art by @blackmetalsnake

The air in the room was heavy with the scent of sweat and arousal. A single desk lamp cast a dim glow, not enough to offer comfort—just enough to expose the humiliating truth of Hendrick Easterman's position.

He was bent over the desk, black suit jacket bunched around his waist, thighs trembling beneath the stretch of black garters that bit into pale, bruised skin. His stockings were sheer, delicate, stark against the angry red welts that bloomed across his ass—Clyde’s handiwork. His cock hung heavy and untouched between his legs, evidence of his torment and need.

Behind him, Clyde stood silent, eyes burning through the haze of restraint he barely clung to.

“My God,” he muttered, voice thick with something between awe and contempt. “You’re such a degenerate, Hendrick.”

He leaned in, letting his breath ghost over the back of Hendrick’s neck. The doctor shivered, jaw clenching.

“Fucking whore.”

The words made Hendrick’s thighs twitch. A broken sound clawed its way from his throat, half-moan, half-whimper.

“You like this,” Clyde murmured. “I told you to wear it under your suit. And you did. Like a good little slut.”

Hendrick bit the inside of his cheek, sweat trailing down his temple. He didn’t speak—couldn’t. Not without giving Clyde the satisfaction of knowing just how much control he had.

But Clyde already knew.

He reached out, slow and deliberate, fingers running up the trembling curve of Hendrick’s inner thigh, letting his palm brush against the lace. He pressed lightly—too lightly—against the heat between his legs, just enough to make the doctor groan in frustration.

“Look at you,” Clyde said softly. “Bent over, marked up, leaking—and I haven’t even touched your cock.”

Hendrick’s hips jerked involuntarily. His breath came in shaky, shallow gasps.

“This isn’t about pleasure,” Clyde continued. “Not yet. This is about control. And you gave it to me the second you buttoned your jacket over that filth.”

He leaned in, lips grazing the shell of Hendrick’s ear.

“I own you right now.”

The words hit harder than any slap, more intimate than any kiss. Hendrick didn’t deny it. He couldn’t.

Not when the truth of it was dripping down his thigh.

[isasik0]

my fine shyt

[dirhaelee]

[Sketch Dump] #3

[Sketch Dump] #2 it's uploaded exclusively on Patreon (NSFW)

I want to keep exploring the diversity of characters in the games, there are just TOO many to choose from, and I get overwhelmed sometimes. Any recommendations on who to draw next? This time I drew Clyde, Easterman (and Skinnerman), and Franco!