#sometimes when times are particularly rough he gets into this headspace that he needs to earn the right to eat

[canisalbus]

I realize this might be a slightly odd ask, but… Out of curiosity, what sort of foods do you think Machete would be fond of? And do you think they’d differ noticeably from when he was young vs once he’d grown older?

He's a fussy eater. He rarely eats for pleasure and dislikes being seen dining in company, but attends formal dinners and banquets if invited, since declining without a very good reason would be at best rude and at worst a devastating faux pas. He prefers fowl dishes over red meat and greatly dislikes sea food (which is just peachy since this is the Mediterranean). Pasta seems to be already a well established part of the cuisine at that point, maybe he's into that. For the most of his life he's eaten rather simple foods so he finds bland soups and broths very safe and comforting. Pomegranates are his fruit of choice, he doesn't have much of a sweet tooth but enjoys candied apricots and figs on occasion.

He's exceptionally bad at holding his liquor, and he can't stand the feelings of unpredictability, disorientation, unsafeness and potential loss of control that being intoxicated causes in him. Unfortunately, drinking plain water was very risky and uncommon, it was contaminated and unsanitary more often than not, especially in population centers. Generally the main drinks you'd consume through the day were diluted wine and beer/ale (this was the case for children as well). Machete tends to prefer wine, which he waters down heavily, and sometimes has it flavored with spices, herbs, honey or sugar. Having even a little bit of alcohol in the mix would kill at least a portion of the bacteria (not that the concept was known at the time, people believed many illnesses were caused by tainted air and foul smells, I mean fair enough, if your water is filthy it probably smells bad too).

(Fun fact, apparently Ancient Romans had more or less perfected the art of winemaking but by the Middle Ages a lot of the techniques had been lost. During the Renaissance wine was generally very low quality and the way it was fermented and stored (making the switch from sealed ceramic amphora of the Antiquity to those iconic wooden barrels) meant it would only stay good for a year at best and the taste would start to deteriorate within the first couple of months. Vintage wines weren't a thing, the best stuff was fresh. Apparently European wine was pretty bad for hundreds of years and would only start to improve again around 1800s. Or at least that's what I've gathered, I could be wrong, I'm not a wine expert).

Europe hadn't quite adopted tea yet and he narrowly missed the time coffee began to spread to his corner of the world (I bet he would've loved both of those, with the help of caffeine he could've been twice as much of a jittery sleepless wreck). I've read that people would distill sage and drink the resulting concoction with hot water to create this very tea-like minty drink, that sounds like something he'd like.

#answered #take-ya-to-the-ghey-bar #Machete #every now and then he goes through these bouts of somewhat disordered eating #his brand of self-contempt manifests as severe self-denial and abstinence #sometimes when times are particularly rough he gets into this headspace that he needs to earn the right to eat #either that or he's just so busy and stretched thin he flat out forgets #you should take all the historical tidbits I say with a grain of salt I'm sharing them in good faith because I'm an autistic nerd #but I might be misremembering things or just plainly mistaken so don't think I have any authority or expertise on this stuff

[agentmarvel]

nsfw alphabet - simon "ghost" riley

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☆ a/n: Due to other various non-sexual factors, I headcanon Simon as a dom - somewhere between a soft and hard dom, but still very much so in that headspace. A majority of this is written under that notion.

♡ a = aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

- Simon is the king of aftercare. He's so hyperfocused on taking care of you - making sure you understand how much he loves you, keeping you hydrated, cleaning you up, soothing any part of you that he feels needs it, etc. He tends to play pretty rough, test your limits, but nothing matters more to him than your wellbeing.

♡ b = body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

- His favorite part of his own body is his back. It bears dozens of scars - some bad memories, some good - but also some of his favorite tattoos, including his newest, the one he got for you.

When it comes to you, it's definitely your eyes. They're so expressive, and sometimes, he can tell what you're thinking with just a glance. It's easy for him to decipher your mood. And he particularly loves watching those pretty eyes roll back when he hits the spot that makes you see stars.

♡ c = cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

- He definitely prefers to finish on your holes rather than inside them. Something about seeing streaks of his cum painting your swollen, abused cunt, dripping down between your cheeks, drives him wild. He can't help but use the tip of his cock to smear it around and then fuck it into you.

♡ d = dirty secret (pretty self-explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

- When he's deployed, Simon takes a pair of your panties. Typically a clean pair, one of the cotton ones so there's no risk of tearing any lace or staining silk; but he keeps them in his pocket at all times. He jerks off with them when he misses you most, but he's never lost a pair. (He thinks you don't know, but you put it together after his first two deployments since you moved in together; kind of obvious when your favorite panties disappear when he does and resurface when he returns.)

♡ e = experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?) 

- Simon doesn't have tons of experience. Between the job and his penchant for anti-social tendencies, coupled with the fact that he's objectively off-putting and intimidating under general circumstances, that doesn't leave much room for hook-ups. But what he lacked in the beginning, he made up for with enthusiasm and research.

♡ f = favorite position

- He's a mating press kinda man! Let's him get the perfect angle and depth to make you scream. Puts your sweet little cunt on full display for him while he ruins it, but your pretty face is still in his line of sight. He gets to see every fucked out expression without missing the way he stretches you out.

♡ g = goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

- Despite the overwhelming perception, Simon's not all business, all the time. Everyone outside the 141 seems to ignore his dark sense of humor and all the shitty dad jokes he cracks just to hear your precious little giggles. He is, however, very serious in the moment. The dynamic you share really doesn't allow for his façade to crack unless your safeword is used.

♡ h = hair (how well-groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.) 

- Si doesn't typically fuss over his body hair, but after the night he ended up with one of his own pubes in his mouth after a kiss, he decided to keep it a little neater when he's home. Nothing crazy, just shortening up the wiry hairs. But the carpet definitely matches the drapes.

♡ i = intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

- There are hints of intimacy in everything Simon does. Sometimes, it's lacing his fingers between yours while he plows into you. Sometimes, it's pulling your head back by your hair to dot kisses along your hairline. Sometimes, it's the way he rubs the knots out of your calves when he keeps you in one position too long. But it's also the way he looks at you, the way he praises you for doing as you're told. It doesn't need to be some grand gesture for Simon. It's the little things that are most intimate.

♡ j = jack off (masturbation headcanon)

- He loves to make you watch him stroke his cock. Loves how you get all whiny and needy for it. His own hands don't feel nearly as good as yours do, but he'll edge himself until you start drooling. Otherwise, he doesn't really jack off unless he's deployed. No need when you've got a perfect little cum dumpster at home, yeah?

♡ k = kink (one or more of their kinks)

- Size kinkkkkkkk. Regardless of your size, no matter how much you may change over the years, Simon will simply always be bigger. In every way. He loves his intimidating stature, has the musculature to maneuver you how he sees fit, and he has a mean possessive streak that's meant to protect you. He wouldn't be quite so arrogant or smug when he takes you out if he were of a smaller frame.

(He also loves the fact that he's proportionately sized downstairs, too. Something in his brain goes a little fuzzy when he watches your holes stretch to their limits to swallow him whole.)

♡ l = location (favorite places to do the do)

- For teasing, Simon loves the car. You can't really fight back because he's driving, and safety is the number one rule. For sex, he prefers the living room or the bedroom. Toys and tools have their own cabinet in your shared room, restraints beneath the mattress, but the living room has versatility - the couch, the floor, his desk, all provide endless options.

♡ m = motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

- You. Just you. You existing. That's all.

♡ n = no (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

- He absolutely will not permit anything that leaves permanent marks, physical or psychological. There are specific terms that are a hard no for degradation. If you're into knife play, he has a dummy knife that feels real enough but bears no risk of harm. Your safety is paramount, and he won't participate in any act he feels could endanger that.

♡ o = oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

- Simon gives as good as he gets 110% of the time, loves going down on you just for the sympony of sounds you make, but this man is so in love with watching you gag on his cock. He's obsessed with the way your mascara looks when it's running down your cheeks. He loves to watch you cough and sputter when he fucks your throat. When he has you in the perfect position, he adores the way your throat bulges to accommodate him.

♡ p = pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.) 

- Generally, he's pretty rough, but it's not always fast. He'll alternate between railing you within an inch of your life and agonizingly slow strokes that end in him slamming home hard enough to scoot you up the mattress. He likes to take his time taking you apart, but making love is reserved for rare occasions, particularly when you've been having a rough mental week and need to be reminded that you are loved.

♡ q = quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

- Quickies aren't preferred. They'll do in a pinch if you just can't wait, but as stated previously, Simon likes to take his time. He'll make a whole evening of edging and overstimulating you if you let him.

♡ r = risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

- He's moderate in his stance on risk. Teasing is all fine and dandy; he doesn't give a fuck if anyone thinks something is off. But he isn't necessarily game for risky locations when it comes to sex. He's wary of anyone else seeing what's his. He's unopposed to experimenting, though. Never know what you like until you give it a shot.

♡ s = stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

- His stamina is borderline superhuman. He can cum maybe two or three times in a session, lasts way too long, doesn't need much time to get hard again. But outside of sessions, he’ll hold out for a good half an hour before he allows himself to finish - just to make sure you've gotten your fill (literally and metaphorically).

♡ t = toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

- I think he owns a few cock rings for himself, but he mostly buys them for you, and boy howdy, does he use them. He favors the vibrators he can control in particular. Loves making you wear them in public and watching you try to act normal. Loves making you bounce on a decent sized dildo while you suck him off (swears it's to prep you for him, but really, he gets off on the idea of you getting double stuffed). Loves to hear you beg for it when he edges your throbbing clit with your little wand.

♡ u = unfair (how much they like to tease)

- He's a merciless tease. Working you up is a game to him. Simon loves to see how far you can bend before you break. And he loves it when you give it right back to him! Winding him up until he snaps is equally fun for him.

♡ v = volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

- Simon isn't particularly loud, but he's very vocal. He's so primal about it all, grunting and breathing heavily while spewing absolute filth. Constantly telling you how good you feel, how well you're taking him, how pretty you are. A mixture of praise and degradation. He's the type to force you to look him in the eyes while you're struggling to keep them from rolling back. When he's about to cum, the grunts turn into groans, pitched up to near whimpers. He talks to whole time, more so than any time you're not fucking.

♡ w = wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

- Definitely into anal play. It takes a long time to work you open enough to take him, and he enjoys every second of it. You make this cute, punched-out noise when he finally pushes it in that almost makes him cum on the spot every time. Likewise, he's a big fan of rimming and a little light fingering himself.

♡ x = x-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

- Obv Simon’s a fucking mountain of a man, all 6'4" of him. Proportionate. No shortage of raised pink scars littering his pale skin; they're everywhere. Hella tatted.

7", heavy upward curve, uncut, too thick to wrap your hand all the way around.

♡ y = yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

- Early on, his drive was pretty low. Sex wasn't a priority; he was fine without it. But then he got his first taste of you, and all bets were off. He's incapable of keeping his hands off you. He'll fuck you 3-5 times a week, but if you want more, you need only ask.

 

♡ z = zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

- Sleep doesn't typically come easy for Simon, and this is no exception. The difference here is that he's too busy admiring you to close his eyes. This specifically is the time he spends questioning how he got so fuckin' lucky, what a guy like him ever did to deserve a gift like you. He spends half the night just staring at you, memorizing every single little detail all over again. He's used to running on only a couple hours of sleep, so it's well worth the sacrifice.

#simon ghost riley headcanons #simon ghost riley x reader #simon ghost riley x you #simon riley x reader #simon riley x you #cod x reader #cod x you #jj writes

[farfromstrange]

Sub Space | Matt Murdock x F!Reader

Masterlist

Requested by @taliaxxb !

Summary: After a particularly rough session with Matt, you slip into a different headspace.

Warnings: SMUT 18+ MINORS DNI, multiple orgasms, rough sex, degradation, subspace, sub drop, overstimulation, aftercare

Word Count: 1.9k

A/n: Thank you so much for your request, my love, and I hope you like this! Since you left me the choice, I chose reader to go into subspace, but I did mention Matt going through it too in the past. Once again, my tag list goes for requested fics now too.

Sex with Matt often varies. There are times he’s gentle, savoring every second and swallowing every single one of your moans with fiery kisses that leave your mind reeling. His thrusts are hard and slow then, always making sure you can feel him everywhere, but he doesn’t push past what both of you need. 

Sometimes, you make love. You hold hands and you get lost in each other’s eyes – as much as that is possible. 

But then there are times he tears your clothes right off and pounds into you like a madman, or he asks you to do the same to him. He takes control because he needs it, or he craves for you to be in control because he can’t keep up with the thoughts in his head anymore; sometimes, he needs an escape, and sometimes, you do, and then there are times that you both desperately need a break and it’s less sensual than it is wild fucking that almost breaks the bed and wakes the neighbors in the middle of the night. 

Your sex life never grows boring, and you value his attention to detail which never leaves you dissatisfied. He makes sure you enjoy yourself, and he does it perfectly. You often ask yourself if he’s real, but then you get to touch him and you’re reminded that he chose you and you chose him and that’s all that matters because you’re more than real to each other. 

Tonight is one of those nights where he’s come home after patrol, his suit cleaner than usual, and that tells you his night has been rather quiet – it frustrates him often, and there is a lot of adrenaline left for him to let out. His body quivers with it. He needs to let go of all of his anger and he needs to do it fast, so you know that falling back asleep is not something you want to do. He needs you in all the ways he can get like an animal in the wild. And you are more than willing to give it to him. His heaving chest and the look in his eyes are enough to get you worked up, to say the least. 

Your hands are tied to each side of the headboard, the fabric of the rope burning against your wrists as you try for the millionth time to move out of them. Matt is pounding into your abused cunt, and his words are like sweet poison in your ear. One second, you are his good girl, and the next you are a “filthy slut who’s only good to have her holes filled.” And he’s dragged four orgasms out of you already, your body and your mind feel like they’re floating in a space far away. 

Your velvety walls hug him so perfectly, but you’re tired and his cock brushes against your G-spot at an agonizing speed. You clench around him, your fifth orgasm of the night not far away. His hand collides with your ass cheek as he tells you to hold it. God, you try, but it’s so hard with the way he’s handling you. His hands are everywhere now, one around your throat while the other is still grabbing at your red ass cheeks, and the coil in your stomach multiplies to the point you can only cry. With every rigorous thrust, your clit bumps against the pillow under your pelvis. The ropes leave their indentations, but no matter how much you beg, he won’t let you go. His weight keeps the rest of you tied down, so now you can’t even move your legs anymore. It’s all so good yet so bad, and it hurts. You can’t hold it anymore, you’re sure you’re going to die soon, but then he pulls at your hair and his voice sounds nothing like the sweet Matt he can be when he growls, “Don’t fucking cum!” It’s a threat. 

You shiver. “Please,” you beg, but your voice betrays you. 

“Aw, listen to yourself. You’re so cockdrunk already. That’s pathetic. Your pussy is mine, do you understand?” He tugs harder at your hair, the pain mingling with the pleasure. “I said, do you understand?”

“Yes!” you cry out. “God, yes! But I can’t–”

“Yes, you can. Be a good girl for me or I won’t let you cum at all.”

At this point, you’re not sure if that wouldn’t be a good thing. 

He keeps pounding into you, and his thrusts grow even harder. You can only lay there and take what he gives you and hope he doesn’t punish you too much if you do happen to disappoint him. 

“You’re so close, aren’t you?” Matt takes a whiff of your skin. You smell like sex, sweat, and despair. 

You nod weakly. 

“Can’t even take my cock like a good little slut?”

You’re not sure when it happens, but at some point, your brain shuts off and you find yourself in a weird middle space where the dream and the reality of the situation blur, and the pleasure overshadows your ability to think with heavy fog. 

You drop, and you can’t find your way back out. 

Minutes start to feel like hours. Your body spasms with the orgasm that ripples through you. It sets your nerve endings on fire. The silk sheets burn against your skin, but you can’t move. Matt’s cum feels sticky as it trickles out of you, his body heavy on yours. You feel suffocated. 

He calls your name, but you can’t answer. 

He’s quick to pull out and untie your wrists, his once so-dark features now riddled with concern. 

You zone out. 

“Sweetheart,” he tries to coax you out of it by rolling you onto your back. “Hey, look at me.”

Your chest deflates. 

“C’mon.”

Wherever your mind is stuck, you can only hear him, but you can’t answer. You’re paralyzed to the point you even forget how to breathe.

He feels the heat radiating off of you and how the oxygen gets stuck in your throat. His hand hovers above your chest. You’re panting. “Baby, breathe,” Matt urges you. 

How do you breathe again?

“Listen to my voice. You’re okay. It’s over. You did so well…”

On any other day, the praise would have gone straight to your head, but right now you’re shaking, quivering and you can’t breathe, and that makes it impossible for his words to take their usual effect.

“In and out,” he says. 

You try to focus on his voice this time.

In and out and in and out. 

The pulse between your legs jumps. Your clit is so sensitive, even the air on it hurts. You clench your legs, your face contorting in an expression of pain. But even the motion itself hurts. It hurts while at the same time, it sends shockwaves of a much higher caliber through your being. 

Eventually, your breathing evens out, his words guiding your lungs back to the point of functionality.

“There you go. Good girl,” he says. He reaches beside himself and grabs the water bottle you often keep there for your nightly thirst.

“Here, drink.” Matt guides it to your lips. “I need you to get some water into your body, sweetheart. Please. You’re dehydrated.”

He’s not wrong. You take a few hesitant sips, your throat thanking you in the process. 

“Can I touch you now?”

You don't know much, but this you know. You shake your head. 

He nods. He understands what it’s like to feel like you’re being tortured by even the softest brush of fingertips. The sex was rough and he went further than you usually do when he’s not fully himself, but you both agreed to this, and you didn’t want to use your safeword because you didn’t need it. This wasn’t his fault, it’s your brain that has slipped into a black hole and blurry oblivion, and that’s all hormonal, you know. 

“I’m gonna get a towel and clean you up now, okay?” he breaks the silence. 

You don’t trust your voice just yet, so you just nod. He reads your body language like an open book. 

As he comes back from the bathroom, he starts wiping you down with a warm towel, making sure not to touch your overly sensitive areas just yet. He’s careful, extremely gentle, and every once in a while he listens to your heartbeat as if to check if you’re still conscious. 

When it comes to treating the burns on your wrists, he uses the aloe you have often used in situations like these and starts applying it to the wounds. The guilt is written all over his face, but you don’t have it in yourself to comfort him. You couldn’t have even if you tried. 

You’re not sure for how long you just lie there, but it must have been a while. Matt finishes cleaning you up, wrapping you in the blanket, before returning to your side. His unfocused eyes are directed at you, and you can tell from the look on his face that he’s watching you in his own unique way.

This has happened before. Once, to be exact. You were trying out a particularly rough kind of breath play and the things he did to you released so much dopamine, you found yourself drained, and you disappeared on him. It’s been a while since then, maybe that’s why he looks so worried. 

He can’t deny that it hasn’t happened to him before either because it has, but with Matt, it is often overstimulation that puts him into sub-space, and it takes a lot more to coax him out of it because every time he slips, his body is on fire.

“I’m sorry,” he whispers as he strokes a strand of hair out of your face. 

You finally meet his eyes, and your breathing has returned to normal. You’re tired, and every muscle in your body aches, but you’re aware of your surroundings now. Your thoughts have sorted themselves out. 

“I was too rough tonight.”

“No,” you manage to say. 

“Yes,” Matt shakes his head, “I was.”

“I’m…okay.” It’s not a lie, you just feel… weird. 

His thumb strokes over your cheekbone. “Where did you just go?”

“I don’t know. Just… too much.”

“Are you sure you’re okay?”

“I am now.”

He takes your hand in his and you return the sentiment before curling into his side. It’s like you need him to breathe. Your demeanor changes and there is nothing you want more than to be close to him right now. There is a fine line between overstimulation and being needy, and now you just need to be held because it feels weird to be so empty and yet fulfilled at the same time. Your brain is fuzzy. You don’t know a lot, but you know you need him, and he would never hurt you. 

It’s a natural response, and Matt knows that too, deep down. 

He holds you close to him, pressing his lips to the crown of your head. “What do you need?” he asks. 

“Just hold me,” you whisper. “That’s all.”

“Okay…”

“And then a shower.”

“Okay,” he says. 

Your lips part as you get lost in his embrace. “I love you,” you say. 

“I love you too,” and Matt leans down to press another gentle kiss to your sweaty forehead. 

He’s here for you and he always will be, which is exactly why you feel safest in his arms. And when the same thing happens to him, you won’t hesitate to do the same for him. 

Matt Murdock Tag List: @acharliecoxedfan @gpenguin666 @lina-mar @mcugeekposts @itwasthereaminuteago @mattkinsella @norestfortheshelbywicked

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[dum1s-writings]

Dum's Opinions on Top/Vers/Bottom and Dom/Switch/Sub: Obey Me!

MINORS DNI!!! PLEASE FOR THE LOVE OF GOD FUCK OFF!!!

Now it's my opinion that not one of these lads can Dom MC. You're allowed to believe otherwise but it's called Obey Me! One Master to Rule Them All.....

Lord Diavolo

Top: hims a big boy. It's hard for him to find a partner, even without the royal title, that isn't intimidated by his size. Of course he's bottomed before.....Demonus and Lucifer make a fun combo.

Switch: he's fine with both. He could easily dom and be good at it. But sometimes he just needs to be cared for. Maybe a certain human exchange student is willing to pamper him.

Barbatos

Vers: when this poor demon isn't busy he just.....wants. it varies depending on how his day went. The busier the day the more he wants to bottom. If he wasn't super busy he'll happily top.

Dom: he just KNOWS what he likes. He's not afraid to tell his partner what to do, doesn't matter if he's fucking or getting fucked. Maybe, MAYBE, every so often he'll sub....just don't hold your breath.

Lucifer

Vers: yea, I said that. He's basically a mother to 6 rowdy kids and his husband close friend is a bit childish himself. More often than not he's too tired to top, please this man just needs some soft and gentle lovings.

Sub: fight me on this. Overworked mother eldest brother who's typically bossing others around, even his boss at times. When he has free time he definitely wants to stop thinking. Let him get pampered and not worry for once.

Mammon

Bottom: pretty little model. He knows he looks good and it's easier to be admired when he's not thinking about the next move. But also he tends to get a little flustered and is worried about saying something stupid.

Switch: he can be a brat and a demanding one at that but also...he's bullied frequently and that gets to him. On days it's particularly bad he just needs someone to hold him close and be sweet on him.

Leviathan

Bottom: no.....absolutely no WAY this awkward ass otaku can top. Man has no game beyond the 2D realms. He's so awkward it'd be surprising if he even got past the greeting stage.

Sub: again do I even need to explain myself? He has no real life experience. Like he's definitely played the raunchiest hentai games, watched the horniest of anime and masturbates semi-regularly but still, that doesn't help him when applied to a real moment.

Satan

Top: he gives off the vibes. His sin can get to him easily, especially on really bad days. Of course he'll keep his partner in mind, not wanting to hurt them (especially a certain human) but DAMN!!!! He goes hard and fast.

Dom: again his sin plays a lot in his sexual role. But don't be fooled. Some days....he's very sweet and gentle-ish. Those tend to be more emotional for him, he might get into a headspace that needs extra attention, after all even doms need aftercare.

Asmodeus

Vers: yes he can top and he's the cutest top ever. But also he makes the prettiest faces when he's getting pounded, especially in the crazier positions. He'll just let his partner know what he's feeling and expects them to follow along.

Switch: he definitely knows what he wants, so he'll let the lucky soul know beforehand. But also when he's just a little more tired than usual he'll expect his partner to know how to help him feel good. Hopefully they remembered what he likes.

Beelzebub

Belphegor

Vers: the Lamentation guard dog, after Cerberus. Another big boy, not quite Dia big but still big. His sweet golden retriever attitude helps him. Still finding a willing top is a bit difficult please let him bottom frequently.

Sub: he's just such a good boy. Tell him that while loving on him. But also he can handle roughness. Don't worry about him he can definitely handle it just fine....especially if a snack is prepared for during and/or after.

Simeon

Bottom: you think he wants to put in the work for topping? Hahaha...no just no. Don't even TRY convincing him otherwise. In fact if anyone tries they get blue balled.

Switch: well either way he's a brat. It's either a demanding brat or a pillow princess. Maybe he just needs a good lesson on how to behave. A few good punishments should be more than enough.

Bottom: this angelic pretty boy isn't new to sexual feelings....but he mostly tends to ignore them. He can be busy at times. But he's not used to having a sexual partner. Maybe later he can try topping but he's just very comfortable being on the receiving end.

Sub: again no real experience. But this time without the knowledge of kink, turn ons and turn offs. His partner needs to be willing to work with him, teach him things and being patient.

Solomon

Vers: he's lived a long time. He's not picky with what he wants. And it's pretty 50/50 too. Either way it's pretty fun with him. He knows long forgotten positions that hit all the right spots...just ask Asmo.

Dom: again his long life works in his favor. He's not afraid of telling it like it is. Oh but he's not as much of a brat as some of the others. Still a brat. Also he's pretty damn great with aftercare. Many spells and potions have been made because of post coitus funsies.

#dum's writings #obey me x gn!reader #obey me x gender neutral reader #obey me x m!reader #obey me x male reader #obey me x reader #obey me smut #dum's spice

[stxrslut]

Wait what does having trouble getting out of subspace mean?

okay this probably isn’t the best explanation but, basically subspace is short for / stands for a ‘submissive headspace’ so a few different things can happen.

one of the main things is wanting to please whoever is being more dominant towards you, so doing as your told, and often in a sexual setting trying to really focus on giving your partner pleasure. there’s also kind of just not wanting to think, like just letting Rafe (using him as an example) do all the thinking for you and he can just tell you what to do without you having to really worry about anything.

it’s a very comfy headspace to be in but it can be very distressing when your partner isn’t there to be with you. it’s also not particularly good to stay in that headspace for a very long time, just because it’s a bit degenerative. that’s also why you shouldn’t fall asleep in subspace.

and sometimes — after a lot of stress or particularly rough sex it can be hard to come out of, which is why sometimes you need some extra help to do it.

#anon #chatting 🎀

[earthbaby-angelboy]

Walter Hale, Jess Wade, Steve Grayson and Dr. John Carpenter (ECU) as caregivers

Walter Hale (The Trouble With Girls, 1969):

Walter definitely strikes me as the type to adapt to whatever you need. If you need someone gentle, he's there to coddle you. If you need someone stricter, he's there with rules. Whatever you need, he's got. I get the feeling he'd be good with a kiddo who is real small (0-2), but I think if push came to shove he'd also be able to take care of someone older. It all depends on the chemistry.

If he knows you're stressed or teetering over the edge of a breakdown, he has no problem 'forcing' you to regress. He's very naturally manipulative, so it works like a charm. If you're ranting and raving about something, he'll literally come up to you and just pop your pacifier in your mouth with a knowing "better?" He loves when you sit on his lap while he's in meetings, and he has no qualms about walking around the Chautauqua with you on his hip. If anyone has anything to say about your regression, they answer to him. He's the one that you go to when you need to regress, but just...can't.

He absolutely loves buying you pretty little outfits so he can show you off to all his friends, but god-forbid they cast one lustful look in your direction and they're dead before daylight. He doesn't let you get your hands dirty. He loves spoiling you, and delights in your happiness.

He loves when you call him "daddy", and when he's stressed due to work or whatever else, he'll ask you to cuddle with him. It's beneficial to the both of you; he gets to relax, and you get to spend time with him. It's a win-win!

Jess Wade (Charro!, 1969):

He is naturally very stoic, and has a resting bitch face, so he would not be great with a regressor who is incredibly sensitive. He likes taking care of older kiddos (5-9), but doesn't mind taking care of the real little ones too.

He definitely would be the type to tell you to stop crying, then go all wide-eyed and gentle when you just cry harder. He's very straightforward, and expects you to communicate when you are upset and not make him do mental gymnastics to figure out what's bothering you. If you're having a meltdown, he'll usually just leave you to cry it out unless you explicitly state that you want him there.

He doesn't really have rules, but if you are acting particularly rude or just downright mean, he does serve punishments. They are more traditional, like writing lines, cleaning one spot over and over, or standing in a corner. Always tells you afterwords how proud he is of you for handling your punishment well.

This man has absolutely NO paternal instinct, so he learns along the way. If you're having a particularly rough day, big or little, he takes you out on his horse. Sometimes, he'll grab one of his cowboy hats and play peek-a-boo with you. Your laugh is the only thing that can bring a light smile to his face. He will never ask it of you, but his heart would melt into a puddle of goo if you called him "papa."

He likes nonchalant and domestic forms of intimacy, like cleaning up around the house for you and bringing you a flower bouquet he picked himself. His favorite activity, though, is doing shared activities together in silence, eg. reading separate books, but sitting close together.

Steve Grayson (Speedway, 1968):

Steve would not consider himself to be a caregiver whatsoever, but rather just an older brother! He himself is a regressor, but stays in an old enough headspace that he's able to keep a close eye on you. He loves to sit on the floor with you and get lost in a silly game. He adores taking naps with you, but will still knock out for a few (hours) even if you don't.

He himself is very hyperactive, so he would be good with a little that has a vibrant personality and a whole lotta energy! The two of you spend hours running around at a playground, just laughing and having fun because damn it, you both deserve to be happy. He loves booping your nose and squishing your cheeks.

He takes you on fancy ice cream parlour dates once a week! You little meances order 4 scoops of ice cream with all the toppings you can pile on! (...It has enough sugar to put an old woman in a coma.) He doesn't really care about how much sugar you have, as long as you don't get a tummy ache.

He doesn't like titles, but he doesn't mind nicknames! His favorites are "Vee" and "Stevie!"

Although he is an older brother figure, he has some small rules in place for your safety. He asks that you hold his hand when crossing the street, ask him if there's something on a shelf you can't reach, etc. Just little things he can do to keep you safe and make you more comfortable!

Dr. John Carpenter (Change Of Habit, 1969):

He would make an incredible caregiver for anyone struggling with a mental illness or trauma disorder. He understands how delicate someone can be when regressed, so he is very conscious of the things he says and does around you. He understands your brain better than you do, and can tell when you're going to regress beforehand.

He is very helpful when it comes to working through sensory overloads, meltdowns and outbursts. He is so calm and patient, always looking at you with kind eyes. He never punishes you for expressing how you are feeling, but does encourage you to discuss with him the emotions and thought process' behind your words and actions.

Touch is something incredibly special to him, so he's very careful about it. He loves cradling you close to him, especially when you're upset.

He doesn't give you rules, and he lets you "take the lead", so to speak. You go to bed when you can't keep your eyes open, he lets you eat all the sweets you want until you're satisfied, and he doesn't ever force you to regress. But, he does establish somewhat of a routine to make sure you're taking good care of yourself. Something that remains consistent in your routine is that when he notices you're getting super tired, he gives you tummy rubs. He likes playing dolls with you, mainly because he pays attention to the stories you create. Sort of like play therapy!

He would be good with any little (and is good with people in general), but I get the feeling he would be really awesome taking care of a little who has a newborn or baby headspace.

#fanfic #creative writing #fanfiction #writing #elvis presley #elvis presley age regression #elvis presley fanfiction #steve grayson #agere #older brother steve grayson #dr john carpenter #cg john carpenter #walter hale #cg walter hale #jess wade #cg jess wade #change of habit 1969 #the trouble with girls 1969 #speedway 1968 #charro! 1969 #cg elvis presley #good god i love this man.

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[sleepover<3] i am two tits deep in my jihoon feelings today and i am here to YELL about it!! bc being a nice gf and giving him a back rub after a busy day and hard gym session!!! teasing him for moaning bc it sounds like he’s getting hot over it!!! but he actually IS getting hard!!! and he rolls over and his cock just presses into ur thigh and u could grind on him until he comes in his pants to help relieve his stress!!! how fun would that be. how FUN would that be :(

join the sleepover!

first of all anon i love the way you type so like, keep doing that.

anyway

It's been another hard day, you can tell by the immediate sigh Jihoon breathes out when he closes the front door.

It's always a hard day for him. Its this, or it's that, but it's always fucking something because no one can get through their day without him. He loves that about himself. He likes to be needed, likes to feel important, loves to be told that something couldn't have been done without him but, you know, sometimes he needs to lean on people too.

Coming home for him, the deep sighs he lets out it more from relief than stress. Being in this space with you is a place where he knows he can lean, cling, or simply just exist without being pulled in every direction. It's just you and him, and he doesn't think he will ever grow tired of the way you greet him with the same gentle back rub.

"Was it a rough day at work or did you go too hard at the gym?" You ask, rubbing a particularly stressed spot on his shoulder as he leans in to you.

"Both," he sighs, backing away from your massage and making his way to the bedroom.

You, as always, follow after him will the full intention of at least working out that stress knot across his shoulders.

"You should give it a rest sometimes." You nearly scold him for him, but the way he lets his head fall at the sensation of your fingers poking into a painful spot is far too good, and thinking up an argument is far too hard.

His silence is telling as he releases his lack of energy through little sighs and flexes of his back as he tries to work through the pain of your massage forcing his muscles to tense.

"It's been a while since you were this tense--" You trail off, moving your hands just a few inches to the right and finding another stress knot. "Just try and relax this weekend, ill work all of these out and we can go to sleep?"

He hums out a pleasant agreement to your words, allowing himself to feel you work hard to keep him in the right headspace after days like this. He really does love you and the way you take care of him in every aspect of the relationship.

And he stays like this for what feels like at least an hour (it's only like ten minutes lol). Letting you massage the bad work week out of him, caressing the intense gym workouts away from his muscles and leaving him feeling as though he's jelly.

His little sounds are expected, but he is letting them out far more than usual. You assume, at first, it's just because he really needed this but, that doesn't stop you from the usual teasing each time he does.

"Pain or pleasure moan?" You chuckle, squeezing particularly hard at the spot you just worked out.

He smiles, knowing for a fact that it's both because it's a fucking massage, but also, whipping out his cock right now would ruin the zen in the room so he keeps it to himself at first.

You continue, this time kissing the back of his neck before moving your hands to his lower back. He almost shifts away from the touch, the stress point being much heavier than the ones on his shoulders.

"You've gotta let me work it out," You comment, wrapping one arm around him and holding his chest back so it's slightly harder for him to shift away from the pain of it.

He lets out a much louder sound, and this one genuinely is from the pain but it doesn't exactly change the fact that his length is growing painfully hard at the sheer release of it all. The comfort turns him on, the way you hold him in place for his own good turns him on even more. Still, he keeps that to himself as you continue to try and soothe him through the pain with gentle lips against his shoulders.

"You should let me do this more often though, it wouldn't be so bad if you'd let me." You comment, then immediately continue. "Then again, you're more vocal and we both know how much I love hearing your little sounds."

God, yeah. He knows it. He knows the way you react during sex when he makes his sounds. He knows you love when he talks to you, praises you, moans with you and for you.

"Are you getting turned on?" Jihoon tries to avert the attention from his very obvious arousal. Sure, you're just teasing him and his moans, but at this point having you touching him is far more pleasurable.

"Speak for yourself." You laugh, pushing one last time against the, now, softened stress spot on his lower back. "There, done."

He immediately rolls over, hugging against you and absolutely not avoiding the fact that his cock japs straight against your thigh. At first, he thinks you don't notice, but you definitely do.

"Ah," You smile, pressing one hand against the small of his back to make his hips press his cock against you harder, and the other scratches at the back of his neck. "Just relax." You whisper this time, moving your leg against his length and working him up.

All of those little moans from before are non-existent right now. He's silent as he holds his breath, feeling a different type of stress relief.

"You're so cute sometimes, Jihoon, really." You compliment, brushing a strand of his hair from his face. "Let me take care of you."

It doesn't take long to do just that, your boyfriend found himself ready to burst within minutes of your leg massaging against him. His cock leaking pathetically and releasing far too quickly for his own liking. But he could truly feel your love erase all of that weight within him. You always know how to take care of him.

You don't laugh at the mess in his jeans, or his stuttered moans through his orgasm. The weak grip on you as he worked himself through it, ultimately pressing himself so tightly against your thigh that you could feel it seep through his pants and onto you.

Arguably, everything Jihoon does is sexy to you, but this. This was truly something else. Such a strong, intelligent, and well liked man, releasing all over himself and you?

It was simple, and it was easy. Messy as hell but neither of you felt the need to do any more, and he appreciated it.

He appreciates even more the way you run a shower, climbing into it with him and cleaning up the mess you created for him. Your hands are more gentle than they are when you massage him, but the same sounds manage to be pulled from him.

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#[sleepover] #[m] #[h.hours] #[jihoon] #I GOT INVESTED IM SORRY #[mail] #anon

[just-a-little-cellist]

Levi Ackerman - NSFW Alphabet

A/N: i'm bored so i'm just writing these nsfw headcanons for all my comfort characters, don't judge me. feel free to request - i posted request rules so go check it out :)

enjoy! nsfw under the cut :P

A - Aftercare (what are they like after sex)

The first time you have sex, Levi needs a lot of comfort. He'd never been that vulnerable with someone before and it took a lot for him to open up like that, so aftercare for him is the priority. Once sex becomes more frequent and he gets used to everything, he's the one to clean you both up but he still needs more emotional reassurance than he'll admit.

B - Body part (fav body part of themselves/their partner)

He isn't a vain person, so he'd probably say his arms just because of how much you love them. He wasn't too fussed at first but because of all the attention you give them he's started growing fonder of them.

His favourite part of you is your neck and collarbones. He didn't even realize he had a thing for that until he met you, and whenever you wear chokers he can't take his eyes off you.

C - Cum (where do they prefer to cum?)

Levi prefers to cum on your stomach, purely because it makes it easier to clean up. (He's always very mindful of any mess.)

D - Dirty secret (self-explanatory)

It obviously couldn't happen because of his status, but it sends a shiver of arousal through him whenever he imagines you humiliating him in public. It's something he wants to try in private, though he's nervous to talk about it with you.

E - Experience (how experienced are they?)

Levi is a virgin, since he doesn't have sex with people he doesn't genuinely, 100% trust. You'll have to guide him through everything at the beginning, however he's a quick learner and picks it up pretty fast.

F - Favourite position (goes without saying)

He likes missionary a lot because it lets him feel close to you, and he'll melt if you wrap your arms around his neck and your legs around his waist. He also gets shy sometimes, so this position is perfect to hide his face in your neck.

G - Goofy (are they goofy or serious in the moment?)

Other than the odd sarcastic comment, he's generally serious. If he's in a vulnerable position then joking around doesn't calm his nerves at all.

H - Hair (opinions on grooming etc.)

Levi keeps his own hair neatly trimmed. He'd prefer if you keep yours vaguely under control but, as long as it's clean, it's up to you how you keep it.

I - Intimacy (how intimate are they during sex?)

It takes him a while to fully open up to you, but sex becomes one of the most intimate moments you ever share with Levi where he truly breaks down all his walls for you, just the two of you.

J - Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

He doesn't tend to masturbate unless he's really desperate. Something about it just makes him uncomfortable, but he also has urges sometimes when you aren't available.

K - Kinks (again, pretty self-explanatory)

When you first started sleeping together, Levi had more of the control because he thought that was the way it was 'supposed' to be. However once you brought up the idea of him being submissive, your dynamic shifted. He was extremely hesitant at the beginning because he wasn't used to being in such a powerless position, though as soon as you managed to get him into a submissive headspace it became a regular occurrence.

Levi is a sub at heart who needs a soft dom more than anything. Some of the kinks you've explored that he likes are bondage, light impact play, praise, orgasm denial and marking (as long as the marks are hidden during the day.)

He also definitely has a bit of a humiliation kink but he's still working up the courage to tell you.

L - Location (favourite place to do the deed)

His favourite place is a tie between the shower and his desk. Sometimes when he's had a long day and doesn't want a full scene, he likes to have sex in the shower (also it makes clean-up easier). Although if he feels like subbing, as long as the door is locked, one of his favourite things is for you to cockwarm him while he's trying to work.

M - Motivation (what gets them going)

Showing skin is a sure-fire way to get him riled up. I personally headcanon Levi as demisexual, so he doesn't care when other people show skin, but if it's you? All you have to do is leave a couple buttons undone, expose your chest a little, and he is done for. Also, slipping casual praise into conversations will sometimes start pushing him into a submissive headspace, especially if you've done a lot of scenes with him recently because he starts responding to that tone of voice.

N - No (something they'd never do)

He doesn't like intense pain play - he's had enough pain the rest of his life so he needs you to be gentle with him. He also wouldn't want a harsh or strict dom, preferring to have you take care of him instead.

O - Oral (preference in giving, receiving etc.)

He enjoys both equally. Before you'd had sex you wanted to ease him into the experience carefully, so you gave him his first blowjob and he almost sobbed from the stimulation. Buuuuuuut alongside that he would also happily spend hours between yours legs - the praise you give him as he pleasures you and the feeling of you clenching around his tongue is almost enough to make him finish without any physical touch.

P - Pace (are they fast, slow, quick, rough?)

If it's just against the wall in the shower then it tends to be a bit faster, and on the odd occasion Levi feels more dominant he can get rougher, but he is usually perfectly content to let you decide the pace entirely.

Q - Quickie (opinion on quickies)

They're good sometimes, especially when you're both very busy with other duties. They're good to relieve basic urges, but Levi would never choose them over a full scene.

R - Risk (how open are they to risk?)

Levi is open to a bit of experimentation, but never anything exhibitionist. He can't risk the possibility of someone catching him in a compromising position, considering his importance in the military, so he insists that you keep all bedroom activities private.

S - Stamina (how long can they go for?)

As expected, at the start Levi had pretty low stamina since it was all so new and overwhelming. It gotten a little better since then but he also has a fairly quick recovery time to make up for it.

T - Toys (opinion on using toys etc.)

He doesn't particularly enjoy using toys on you, but adores when you use toys on him.

U - Unfair (how much do they like to tease?)

He'll only tease you a little when he's in a dominant mood and you've been doing something to piss him off, but the rest of the time it's not something he does at all. (He kind of likes when you tease him though.)

V - Volume (are they loud or quiet?)

Levi is cautious to control his volume so that other people don't hear, but his whimpers of pleasure can get quite loud sometimes.

W - Wild card (random headcanon)

During a scene once, while he was deep into subspace, he accidently called you mommy. When he realized what he said he was mortified, and almost started dropping. You had to quickly assure him that it was perfectly alright, that you weren't upset with him, and that you don't mind it if he wants to keep calling you that. He only uses that name for you when he's really, really submissive, and it's adorable hearing the tiny whimpers of "P-please mommy..."

X - X-ray (what's going on... down there?)

So many people seem to think that this man has a monster cock. He is 5'3 there is no way. He's a little smaller than average, in length and girth, but that just means you can hear him whine when you take his whole length into your mouth.

Y - Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

His sex drive is low most of the time. He has so many other things he has to focus on everyday, so sex doesn't cross his mind that much. Sex is more of a stress relief that he doesn't think too much about until it happens.

Z - Zzzzz... (how quickly do they fall asleep after?)

Being an insomniac, Levi takes a while to settle down to sleep, although it's always a little easier when he's comfortably next to you. (definitely the little spoon)

#attack on titan #attack on titan x reader #levi ackerman #levi x reader #levi ackerman x reader #aot x reader #sub levi #aot

[smollwriting]

Caregiver! Ryuji Suguro Moodboard + head-cannons!

Tags: use of nicknames, use of term papa, mentions of a temper tantrum

Cg! Ryuji Suguro Hcs!

This man is the perfect Cg heads down-

He can be a bit overbearing at times but generally he is pretty chill

(in the way that he knows what his little one needs and how far he needs to push before he gets a tantrum)

Loves to call you pumpkin

Just because your regressed don't think papa Ryuji is letting you off easy. His workaholic habits carry over into his papa headspace and he is constantly reading to you and getting you to do anything that involves learning a new skill!

Legit he has a whole bookcase dedicated to books such as "rocket science for toddlers"

But of course he also loves to encourage your learning in a healthy way so he has built a small forest school near the temple (with your help of course!)

Downtime though is a whole other ballpark though.

He is usually his most cuddliest and laid back after a particularly rough day at school, or if he happens to push enough of his pumpkins buttons and get a meltdown.

Sometimes he forgets that little minds such as his pumpkins struggle to keep up with learning or training 24/7

And sometimes he forgets just how much his little pumpkin is like him when it comes to temper tantrums.

Fear not though! He is always prepared with a bribe consisting of a blankie and hot chocolate.

And if all else fails the promise of a new stuffie and cuddles always work!

#age regression #agere #agere community #agere blog #ageregression #agere fic #agere fiction #agere fanfiction #agereg #agere moodboard #agere hc #agere head cannons #agere communities #agere headcanons #Blue exorcist agere #Ryuji Suguro Agere #papa #Papa Ryuji Suguro #cg Ryuji Suguro

[hops-hunny]

Bratty Girl.

Pairing: Ginny Weasley x slytherin!Reader

Pronouns: She/Her

Word Count: 1.9k

Request: N/A

Summary: When (Y/n) goes a bit far at a quidditch after party, Ginny is more than glad to put her in her place.

Warnings: 18+ DNI IF YOURE A MINOR OR AGELESS ACOUNT YOU WILL BE BLOCKED, Full on smut, dom!Ginny, sub!Reader, daddy kink, light bondage, strap ons, swearing.

A/N:  Ginny definitely has a daddy kink and I will not be convinced otherwise. This was my first attempt at full on smut, so I’m sorry in advance. Let me know how you like it!

Ginny wouldn’t call herself a hothead persay, she described herself more as passionate. When she had kicked malfoy in the bollocks last week, it was simply passion! Sure, sometimes her “passion” was expressed in more..physical ways but it was passion nonetheless. Tonight was no exception to that rule. Ginny's face was in a scowl as she took a swig of the half empty bottle of fire whiskey in her hand. Her eyes were fixated in a straight line across the room where her lover was. (Y/n) stood there, giggling as Dean Thomas pulled her closer. God she was a minx, she lived up to the slytherin name well. Just as cunning as she was enticing.

This was a game she loved to play. She knew Ginny liked to keep up her reputation in public as the respectable but badass chick she was. Always seemingly unbothered by everything. Ginny would never do anything to stop her in public but after all the festivities were over, she’d drag the shorter girl off and have her way with her in (Y/n)’s dorm. But, tonight was different. Ginny was particularly bothered. Of all men she decided to flirt with, why did she choose that bloke? And two, she didn’t recall Dean leading the Gryffindor team into glory during quidditch today. Dean’s name wasn’t the one everyone was cheering and he certainly wouldn’t be the one experiencing the pleasure of hearing her moan his name tonight.

So, being fed up with Dean whispering into the girl’s ear, she took a large drink of fire whiskey before throwing it to someone as she walked over to the other side of the room, pushing anyone in her way. The familiar fiery red hair caught (Y/n)’s eyes as she smiled at her girlfriend. She opened her mouth to say something but was cut off by Ginny’s lips. Ginny gripped at the girl’s face harshly as she engaged her in a rough but passionate kiss. The fire whiskey and chappedness of Ginny’s meeting the softness and peach gloss from the other girls. The redhead bit at her lover’s lip before pulling back, not releasing the grip she held on her face. She kissed up her neck, nibbling in her ear before whispering, “What do you think you’re doing, love? You must think you’re really funny, huh? You think Dean can kiss you like that?” Ginny could feel a smirk form on the girls face causing her to hover over her. She took in the girl’s appearance. She looked like absolute sex tonight. Blush covered cheeks and the now smudged gloss combined with that little red dress she knew Ginny loved. If she hadn’t a brain she’d take her here right now.

“I’m not sure what you mean, Gin. Or, should I say, daddy.” She said, looking up at the Weasley with those big, innocent eyes she loved to give her. Ginny growled slightly before picking up the Slytherin, throwing her over her shoulder. She kept a firm hand on her rear as she did, partly to keep her dress down and partly to make sure everyone knew who’s exactly she was.

Ginny threw the girl on the plush bed, beginning to unbuckle her belt. “When I turn around, you better be in nothing but your underwear and on your back for me. Do I make myself clear, love?” she asked, reaching into the drawer. When she heard no response, she looked over her shoulder making eye contact with the girl.

“Yes, I understand.” she responded, smiling at her softly. (Y/n) couldn’t wait for whatever Ginny had in store for tonight. She watched as Ginny’s eyes soften for a second meeting her smile before getting back into the dominant headspace she was in. The Gryffindor walked over to her lover, taking the belt she was wearing, tying the girl’s hands to the bed frame. The girl huffed slightly, tugging at the belt a bit as she glared up at Ginny. Ginny laughed slightly before pecking her lips.

“I have to give you some form of punishment. I can’t just let you get away with that little stunt you pulled earlier can I, dove?” she began to massage the girls body, caressing all over. She trailed her hands up her hips, squeezing slightly, rubbing them before bringing them up to her breast. She admired how beautiful they are, soft and smooth. Leaning down, she began to suck on the left one, swirling her tongue around it as she massaged at the right one, pinching the hard bud. (Y/n) gasped, moaning softly as she began to squirm. She went to tangle her hands in the mess of red hair, growing frustrated as the metal of the restraints made a clunking noise which reminded her of her position. She began to whine softly, wanting nothing more than to touch her lover. She yelped slightly as Ginny bit down on her nipple before blowing on it as he pulled away. “Patience darling, if you’re good maybe, just maybe daddy will give you what you want.” she said, placing a kiss on her forehead before trailing down right above the girl’s pussy. She stroked her thumb along it, wetness gathering on it through the thin material. She moved her mouth to grab the material, pulling them down with her teeth. The (e/c) girl gasped at the brief feeling of the sensation before settling again.

She parted the girls legs, throwing them over her shoulders. The Slytherin girl felt herself becoming antsy, the mere thought of the feeling of Ginny’s tongue was enough to get her going which didn’t go unnoticed. She continued to hover her face a few mere centimeters away from the girl’s soaked pussy. “You have the prettiest pussy darling. Y’know that? Hm?” she asked, the warmth of her breath mixing with the coolness of the dorm. It was almost too much to handle. She felt her brain short circuiting. She was knocked out of her haze as the brown eyed girl bit at her inner thigh. “It’s rude not to respond when spoken to, kitten. ‘Specially when it’s a compliment.”

“Thank you.”

“Thank you who?”

“Thank you, daddy.”

That was all Ginny needed to hear, plunging a ringed finger into the girl as she sucked on her clit. She pumped it in and out at an agonizingly slow and steady pace as she licked and sucked. She used her other hand to hold down the girl’s hips as she couldn’t sit still. The alcohol they consumed earlier just added to their arousal. Ginny added another finger, speeding up slightly and going deeper. (Y/n) moaned louder, a chorus of “daddy”s and “more more more!” falling from her lips as she tried to buck her hips unsuccessfully. The constant pleasure being sent to her arousal was too much as she began to clench around Ginny’s fingers. She looked down at her whimpering.

“Go ahead baby, cum for daddy.” She says, smirking before going back to work with her tongue. (Y/n) creamed on her face, crying out as Ginny continued to fuck her through her orgasm, licking up the flow of juices as the beautiful girl continued to climax. “What a dirty girl you are cumming for me like that, dove.” she stood up, the girls eye following her as she opened the bottle of lube. It was then she noticed she had it on. Ginny rarely bought out it, usually opting for other things. This is how the Slytherin realized she was definitely in trouble tonight. Her eyes followed as Ginny lubed up the girthy blue strap.

Ginny laughed slightly at the girl’s agape mouth. “Baby, if you stare any harder I’m afraid you’ll go blind.” She said, leaning down to stroke the girl’s cheek. (Y/n) leaned into the touch, staring up at her as she batted her eyes cutely. Ginny gripped at her cheeks harder. “Being cute isn’t going to get you out of this darling, I’m not untying you. A brat like you doesn’t deserve to touch me.” she patted the girl’s face before hovering over her. She began to rub the tip against her, gathering her slick along it. She would’ve definitely slid into her sooner but, the smaller girl kept bucking her hips prompting Ginny to pull away each time she did. “Hmm, I’m feeling generous. Maybe if you beg me I’ll fill you up.” she said, looking down at the girl. (Y/n) began to mutter softly. “I can’t hear you princess, speak up. You had no problem doing so to Dean earlier.”

“Please, oh please put it in! I wanna feel you deep inside of me! Please daddy, I’ll be so good for you?” she begged, eyes filled with tears of desperation. Her brain was clouded, the only thought she could form was Ginny pounding her with that bloody strap of hers. Ginny rested one hand beside the girl’s head, the other guiding the strap to her hole. Once aligned with it, she rammed it inside using her now free hand to choke the brat beneath her. They both moaned in harmony. (Y/n) felt so good, Ginny deep inside of her, pounding her to oblivion. Ginny moved, stretching the girls legs to rest near her head. She concentrated on the masterpiece below her. Eyes closed, beads of sweat dripping from her face as her hair stuck to the pillow. Her mouth in a constant ‘o’ shape. Her moans and whimpers were music to her ears, fueling her to continue going. Ginny’s grip on the girl’s throat tightened as she continued to pound her.

“Who’s the only one who can give it to you this good honey, hm? You think Dean would’ve been able to fuck you like this? I don’t fucking think so. My pretty baby, so dicked out just for me.” Ginny said, (Y/n) blubbering gibberish in response. She chuckled, smirking at her a bit. She reached a hand down, rubbing her clit with her thumb. “Are you close again baby? Use your words.” she asked, applying more pressure.

“Y-yes! So close for you, Gin! So close. Don’t stop! Feels good! S-s-soo good!” she gasped out. Her eyes widened before closing tight as she climaxed for the second time. Her back arched from the bed as she clenched around the toy. Ginny softly caressed the girls hips, thrusting a few more times before pulling out slowly, placing a kiss right above her mound. (Y/n) was out of it, breathing heavily as her eyes fluttered closed. She was absolutely exhausted.

When she opened her eyes again, Ginny was gently cleaning her off. She worked the warm rag, making sure to not overstimulate the girl more than she already was as she placed soft kisses along her body. She stood up, handing the girl a glass of water as she sat besides her. The Slytherin gladly accepted it, not even realizing how sore her throat was. Ginny admired her, petting her head softly. Somehow even all fucked out, she was still the most angelic looking woman she had ever seen. The redhead pulled the girl into her side. “I love you so much (Y/n), yknow that? I’m so lucky to have you.” she said softly, the girl responded with a small ‘mhm’ as she was too tired to respond.

As (Y/n) slowly drifted to sleep, the only thing she could think was, ‘Dean did a good job, I better not forget to buy him that butter beer I owe him for this.’

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1/2 So I’m not entirely sure how to word this but maybe you can help me with my thoughts. But you know those times when you’re body is just aching for it, when you need it to be rough and a little painful and a little less loving. You need it a bit more raw and a bit more animalistic. You need your back to arch from the force of it, you almost need to pull off only to get shoved back on. You need your breath to hitch and you need to bury your face in the mattress and bite down while..

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2/2 .. every muscle in your body tenses. While your toes curl and hands ball into fists until you let go in a way that makes your head throb. You need to be fucked and you need to be fucked like your lover doesn’t love you. But I know Bill’s hard limit with Tiger so how do they navigate CONSENSUAL pain or discomfort when Tigers body is screaming for it? Thanks - hope this isn’t weird

Bullseye on the kink button. Oh sweet nani, this is a concept I want to discuss.

There’s just something so, so delicious about this concept of being used, isn’t there? And truth be told I’ve written some harder stuff about Bill and tiger in these situations, things that maybe even border a bit on dubcon, and I keep those for myself because I really have not yet formulated proper thoughts on how I feel about those things, let alone how I would defend them if needed as they are projected into the internet universe. I’m going to keep this on the safer side here so that we can all enjoy it, and I’ll try not to put my foot in my mouth.

I love this concept. I love this concept that within the safe confines of their incredibly trusting relationship--that sometimes Bill just takes what he needs, sometimes tiger exits solely for his pleasure and it’s something that gets them both so riled up.

And trust is absolutely the key here. These things, they don’t happen unless you trust the other person with everything that you have. Tiger is able to let go to this level, she’s able to give everything up and let him have control to this extensive degree because she knows, beyond shadow of a single doubt--that she’s safe. She knows that she is in the safest place she could ever be, with him watching over her. And she knows that because Bill has proven it to her over and over and over again, whether it be through big gestures or the much more meaningful smaller ones. Bill has been the one to end their night on a few occasions, when tiger was so far gone and still begging for more--he ended it far before she wanted to, because he knew that she wanted more now, but that ultimately it would be too much for her to handle. That it would end up causing her pain once she was back in her right mind. He has been the one to stop and make her take a break even though she didn’t ever utter her safe word or give an indication that she needed a few minutes, because he knew that at that point after everything he had done to her, there’s no way that he wasn’t erring on the bad side of pain now. Her trust in him in infallible, because he has never let her down.

So when it comes to this...oh man. Tiger is able to let go because she knows she’s safe. Bill is able to let go because he KNOWS tiger is so far gone, so into it, because she feels safe.

And like, look. Tiger is a tough cookie. She always was. And part of her toughness, part of her brat mode, is the fact that sometimes she wants her submission forced out of her. Sometimes she wants to put up one HELL of a fight because she needs to get it all out of her, needs to be exhausted, needs to get fucked seven ways from Sunday and she needs it to hurt. She gets in moods like that where she’s after pain, but not through punishment--she just wants something that hurts a little, because she likes it.

And when I say that hurting her is a hard limit for Bill, that’s an important difference. When tiger is after penance, when she’s after some self-gratifying need to feel pain in exchange for forgiveness--that’s when Bill won’t give in. That’s the hard limit of hurting her. He’s not going to spank her and go as hard as she wants just so she can find some sort of resolve in physical pain.

But when she’s like this? When she just wants it rough because it feels good? I’ll bet Bill struggled a little at the beginning just because he’s Good Dude, but once they found what worked for them--oh god. Being a little disrespected, consensually, by someone who loves and respects you, someone you know you’re safe with--oh fuck. Tiger wakes up the next morning feeling like she was astral projected into another fucking dimension.

She gets like this when work has been really hard, or when she has had to be balls to the wall for too long. She gets like this when she has had to take control of too many things, be a little too powerful. And it’s something that tiger excels at at work--she is Boss Bitch--but it’s not something she particularly enjoys. It’s more of a persona she adopts, and it’s exhausting--so when it has gone on too long, that’s when she comes home looking for a fight. Looking to be dominated, manhandled, thrown around in a way that hurts so good.

Bill had the hardest time with her reactions, at first. He didn’t like that she cried, he didn’t like being so rough with her. She had to ease him into it, give him a little smile the first few times, tighten his grip around her throat or his fist tighter in her hair or hell, even just give him directions. Tell him to shove her down on the mattress and not let her move, tell him to slam into her harder. Her safe word always, always works but more than that, Bill laid down a new rule: he also got to dictate when enough was enough, even if she was begging for more. And he insisted on that because he knew that tiger sometimes doesn’t know her own limits, sometimes he has her so far gone and floating so high that even she can’t tell the difference anymore between pain and pleasure, and when that happened Bill wanted the control to end it immediately if he felt that it was getting too much for her. She had to trust him that when he said that she had had enough, despite how much more her body was telling her she wanted--she had to respect and trust that he was right. That of the two of them, maybe he was the only one in that moment who was of sound mind.

And it’s a beautiful thing you know? Once they got into it, once they both got more comfortable with it--tiger had never known a greater high than the one where she was so far gone that pain just felt like pleasure. And Good Dude Bill has also never known a greater high, nothing had ever flared up that dominant, protective spark in his chest quite like reducing tiger to an incoherent, mumbling, crying mess. The power he had over her--god, the thought killed him every time. The power she gave to him--that’s what really got him going. How much she trusted him, how much she gave up, how vulnerable and raw she allowed herself to be with him.

How safe he knew she felt, to be able to do that.

Nights like that...ooof. Both of them are exhausted, both of them are sore. For a long time maybe Bill even had to fight a bit of a dom drop after, it probably happened to him a few times--because he knows that he hurt her. He did it on purpose, he did it because she wanted him too--but it doesn’t change the fact that he hurt her. Tiger probably had to help him a lot with that the first few times, in the days after--just keep reassuring him that she wanted it, that she enjoyed it, that she felt good, and that she wanted to do it again. He never let it get to him in the moment because his sole focus was on making sure tiger was okay, but in the days after, it weighed on him.

And despite how exhausted he might be--because let’s face it, as much as he enjoys this too, Bill has the double job of also keeping such a close eye on her to make sure she’s okay during the whole thing--for as exhausted as he is, tiger is basically comatose. She’s a zombie, until she can come back down from her high. She whines, she shakes. Sometimes a blanket is too much for her to handle because her skin is just on fire, in which case he just has to pull her close and keep her tucked into him. She can rarely handle a bath that same night, because she’s far too sensitive. She can’t speak for a long time after. Bill just has to hold her and talk to her, keep her as warm as he can, just tell her over and over again how good she is for him, that she’s safe. Sometimes she drifts off like that right in his arms. Sometimes she’s still awake but definitely still small--Bill just has to keep an eye out and adapt. If she’s calm and happy and basking in it he’s able to get her to eat a little something, get some water into her, clean her up with a cool washcloth. Sometimes after a night like that, tiger is small for days--and Bill just has to adapt, make sure he’s around a lot, make sure she gets lots of snuggles and hugs and that he’s never too far out of reach so that she knows she’s loved and cared for and safe.

The next morning is always the worst, because tiger is usually in some pretty intense pain. Sometimes her mind is real fucked up, and a subby headspace quickly turns into a bad one. It’s why Bill always makes sure he wakes up before her, so that he can ease her into consciousness with lots of kisses and soft touches and his voice in her ear. She wakes up surrounded in his warmth and affection so that bad thoughts can’t even START to creep in. Once she’s settled, once he checks in and sees how she’s feeling, he’ll check her over and that’s when the real care starts. Sometimes her head aches from where he pulled her hair, sometimes her shoulders hurt from when he held her arms back behind her. Her ass is usually red and bruised and sore, bite marks on her chest, her muscles twitching and a deep ache between her legs--sometimes the back of her throat, too. Gentle head scritchies help her scalp, some muscle relaxant cream and a long back rub for her shoulders while she sips on some hot tea for her throat. If she’s feeling up to it he’ll cart her into a shower and soap her down lightly, kissing at all the places he left bite marks the night before. He’ll rub coconut oil into some of the friction burns on her ass, maybe even tuck a small cooling pack wrapped in a towel into her panties to help soothe that bruising ache he knows is there.

They can’t have a night like that too often because both of them are fucking wrecked--Bill’s back is spasming and tiger literally looks like she got hit by a truck, and it takes them both awhile to recover for it. But only once tiger is comfortable, only once he knows she’s on the mend and feeling better--only then will Bill lie prone on the couch for days, because he threw his fucking back out and can’t move. Maybe the idiot even spanked her so hard that he jammed his wrist and has to keep it in a splint for awhile.

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[weebshiza]

Babey Narancia

A little bit of headspace Narancia to soothe your souls~

Note: I like to try to keep these as gender neutral as possible, so your honorific is Cici like CG! 

Narancia and you have dated for a year now, you know him backwards and forwards and he knows you the same. Even the most embarrassing-- he calls it-- coping mechanisms. Narancia has a headspace. He doesn’t slip very often but it always makes your heart melt when he does. And today was particularly a hard day. 

You were just sitting in your room reading when he storms in. You can see the tears well up in his eyes as he came and crawled on top of you, laying his head on your chest. 

Mista, Fugo and him were all sent out on a mission for a couple days. And by the looks of it, it didn’t go well. You set your book down and comforted him, petting his hair gently, “What happened pumpkin?” you asked. He just gives a small hum back, showing he’s already slipped into headspace. “I’m sorry you had a rough day, how about a bubble bath with Cici?” you suggested sweetly. He nods still clinging to you showing he wasn’t planning to walk either. So you picked him up and walked him into your bathroom setting him on the toilet before setting up the bath. Luckily you had a couple rubber duckies under your sink from the last bath time. You plopped a couple in there and eventually turned off the water. 

You turned to him, “Can you get undressed or do you want Cici to do it?” He just looks up at you with pitiful eyes. You guess that you’re going to have to do it. You take off his head band first, then unzip his shirt setting it to the side. You then take off his belt and bottoms with no problem along with his underwear before setting him in the bath. He must be in a deep head space since he usually turns a little red and embarrassed when you get to his bottoms. 

After slipping out of your own clothes you get into the bath behind him. You then playfully take one of the rubber duckies and speak in a lower voice, “Hi I’m Mister Ducky! How are you?” This earns a little giggle from him. You then dip the duck head in some bubbles and grab the other rubber duck, “Now I’m Ducky Sr. and this is my son Ducky Jr.” You play, “Hi! I’m Ducky Jr.!” You speak in a higher voice for the ‘Ducky Jr.’. This earns another bright laugh and a couple happy claps from the boy in your lap, which makes your heart almost explode.

He takes the duckies from your hands as you go to wash his hair. You can hear him babbling incoherent words in different voices as he plays with the ducks, making you smile while you wash his hair. 

Soon enough bath time is over and both Narancia and you are wrapped up in towels. “You want binkie and a onesie pumpkin?” you ask while going through your closet. He nods silently and you pull out a plain orange pacifier and a indigo onesie with little light blue owls on it. You of course help him get dressed after you slipped on just a sweatshirt and sweat pants. 

You both go to settle into bed, “How about we watch Miraculous?” you suggest before he gives out a whine and tugs on your sleeve. “What’s wrong baby? Do you need something?” He nods and gives a little whimper, “What do you need sweetie? I cant know unless you tell me.” He hesitates but does manage to get what he needs out “ted..dy” he struggles a little. You give a soft smile and place your hands on his cheeks, “Good job babydoll!!” you praise him.

 “Alrighty, Cici will be right--” you get cut off by the little one gripping your sleeve tighter, “you wanna come with me?” He nods.

 “Are you sure?” he nods again. 

The gang knew Narancia had a headspace. You two have told them before, and of course they were fine with it, but they have yet to see him actually in headspace before. So you picked him up and set him on your hip before walking out your room. You got to his room without running into anyone, you grabbed his favorite teddy bear and handed it to him. But when you turned back around, there was Mista, standing by the door, “Hey Y/n! we were just looking for Nar--” he then stopped and actually processed what he saw. 

“Hi buddy!” he said a little quieter as if to not scare him. Relief blew over you when you saw Mista act so nonchalant about it. You looked over to Narancia, who was being a little shy, “Say hi pumpkin!” He gave a little finger crunch wave to Mista, “He doesn’t talk much in headspace,” you explained to Mista. 

“That’s alright!” Mista smiled at Narancia, who then gave a little smile back at him. “Awww,” you could practically see Mista melt. You then heard some foot steps.

“Mista? Have you found Narancia yet--?” you then see Bruno appear at the doorway, “Oh. Hello Nara,” Bruno gave a small soft smile. Narancia then made grabby hands over to Bruno. So took him into his arms and Narancia just laid his head on his shoulder. Mista looked absolutely bewildered by this. “Bruno was the first to know about his head space,” you explained, “He accidently walked in on us changing Narancia into a onesie.”

“I actually babysit for Y/n once in a while if a caregiver is needed for Narancia and they are on a mission.” The gunman nodded in response. 

The truth was Bruno is also a caregiver-- for Abbachio specifically. So you will babysit for Bruno sometimes also if Abbachio needs it. 

Soon Narancia and you are back in your room and are finally settling down for some Miraculous Ladybug. He has one of your arms in his grasp as he lays his head on your shoulder. He gives little giggles at funny parts and even “talks” to you sometimes while pointing at the screen. But after a couple episodes the little one is fast asleep. 

You shut your laptop down and try to pull him under the covers. He snuggles up to you and wraps his arms around you all while asleep, soon dozing off with him. 

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[autumnslance]

Do you have any tips for getting into the headspace of a canon character? Because honestly you have some of the most on point characterizations I've seen

Thank you! I try, and when it came to fic writing it was definitely the thing that scared me most, “getting right” my depictions of the canon characters. For me it’s very much an exercise in Character Voice, as I feel it’s something I struggle with in my own OCs, making sure everyone thinks, feels, acts, sounds distinct.

This...gets long, cuz honestly, I don’t know how to explain it, as there’s no real conscious process for me; just things I do in general and as needed when coming up with scenes or longer fics. So mileage may vary, but I put ideas below the cut. I’ll use Thancred as an example, cuz Twelve know I’ve written too many words about that man and people seem to think they’re IC for him.

I think a lot about character motivations, how they’re shown in canon, and why/how they do things. How their history affects them and their decisions. How their relationships with others affect them. Keeping it as objective as I can while prodding with only the most basic of psychology and literary analysis.

I also tend to be a bit of a internal mimic, starting with voice and body language as I imagine scene and situations and how the character might look/sound/act as I pace or do chores or avoid work or whatever. Mimicking the game’s manner of using archaic terms and sentence structure when writing in general can help, too.

How we speak informs how we think. Eorzea has its own curses, slang, metaphors, turns of phrase, and ways of saying things. I researched thieves cant when writing “Rogue’s Prelude” which involved poking a bit into history and why such code developed in reality. There’s a lot of language and other references in game based loosely around real world history (the origin of the word “gun” for instance), so a little light research in related things helps verisimilitude.

Just all the info I can find on the character and the world they inhabit. Immerse in canon, try to keep fanon separate--though a few fanon theories or friends’ fics/art might also have some influence, if something resonates in particular with me and how I am reading what I see in canon. Talking things through with some other folks, bouncing ideas back and forth--even if we cordially disagree!--can also help see new perspectives or readings of the material. Keeping an open mind and willing to letting mine be changed when someone picks up on something I missed or interpreted differently.

Thancred has the benefit of having a lot of material in the story, being a main figure since 1.0 so I’ve looked up his entries in the lorebooks, the short stories where he’s shown up, and references to him in game/media--even cutscenes and info I can find from 1.0, especially the Ul’dah intros. This is in addition to rewatching cutscenes he features in (watching expressions and body language in addition to voice work), rereading quest text and dialogue he’s involved or even just mentioned in; how other characters see and talk about him is also important.

I also look at all the info I can for Limsa, particularly pre-Merlwyb’s reforms, as that’s where Thancred grew up and would have a strong influence on him. Run around and watch/listen to NPCs in that city; for example, many in Limsa are really casual about sex and talk about it a lot. So is it any surprise early Thancred is also casual about sex and acts a charmer as part of his cover? While also, as a Limsan trained rogue, quick to watch for and throw down on potential threats? Raised alone on the street, he was always watching his back, after all, and had some rough interacts, especially when a small kid--and all that left him wary, and cagey, and unable to express himself healthily emotionally, as we saw in ShB. His techniques were refined in Sharlayan, and his main motivation has become the protection of his Scion family.

I look into what I can for Sharlayan, as that’s where most of the core Scions are from, or at least educated, and since we don’t have much, overlay my own academic memories and knowledge on it (the idea of doing a thesis to get Archon rank makes sense to me and validates a lot of my headcanons about the city of knowledge and I wanna know if/what Thancred and Yda’s were now...).

This may seem like a lot, but really, it just sorta happens as I absorb info and take notes and screenshots for things that catch my attention for whatever reason, especially if I want to remember something specific. If I set a fic at a certain time or place, I go back and refresh myself on the dialogue/quests/etc around it.

When it comes to the actual writing, it’s not how I, Lyn, would react to a lot of things, nor how my OCs might react to things--because this is Thancred’s background, and his personality as we have seen in game over time. Separating myself and thinking about it from an outside, other person’s perspective, even if it’s not one I agree with or like. Trying to hear his dialogue in either Taliesin Jaffe or Peter Bramhill’s voices and the way they deliver Thancred’s lines (since I play and read in English).

And I have to consider when creating plot and how he would react to things depending on points in the canon. ARR Thancred is a bit different from HW Thancred is a bit different from ShB Thancred, after all. Sometimes I need refreshers on those parts of the story. And then how does interaction with my character(s) affect him, based on that backstory, that training, those ideas shown, how do I believably expand on that? How do I mimic him as I write, imagining the voice actors saying the lines and imagining the body language?

And the usual writing advice: just get the ideas down, and then go back, reread, edit and revise. Keep anything you cut as practice, to poke at later, maybe use in another idea.

Then yeet it into the void and hope it worked. I’m always pleased--and relieved!--when I get comments about how the characters feel and sound “right”.

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[celestiababie]

Hongjoong NSFW Alphabet A-Z

A= Aftercare (What they do/act like after sex)

 Joong would be very thorough with his aftercare. Need a bath? He’s on it. Want some water? He’s already in the kitchen getting it for you. Need kisses and cuddles? Already smothering you. He’s really good at taking care of his members, so you wouldn’t be an exception.

B= Body part (Their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

 He would like his eyes the most, he loves how he can give you one look, and you’ll be blushing from the other side of the room. He has quite expressive eyes and would adore how you can tell how he’s feeling just by looking into his eyes. On your body, he would love your hair. He loves playing with it as he falls asleep or tugging on it when he’s being particularly rough with you, he just wants to twirl it around in his fingers~ 

C= Cum (Anything to do with cum… I’m a disgusting person)

 When Hongjoong cums...he cums a lot, and his favorite place to paint you in his cum would be your ass.  He just loves seeing it cover your pretty ass after sex, he finds something sexy about it. He’d make sure that he cleans you up nicely before doing anything else. 

D= Dirty Secret (Pretty self-explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

 He may or may not have stolen your underwear once or twice and acted confused when you were complaining about not being able to find a certain pair. It was an accident at first, he was packing his luggage, and you had left your underwear, and it got thrown into a pile with the rest of his clothes. He didn’t notice until he was looking for something... Long story short, he may have jerked off using your underwear and found a new fetish that day...

E= Experience (How experienced are they? Do they know what they’re doing?)

 He used to skip school to work, PASSIONATE BABYBOY RIGHT THERE, so I don’t think he had much interaction with many people to have tons and tons of experience. He knows where to put things, and he’s definitely not clueless, but the first few times you two tried to get intimate were kind of on the awkward side of things.

F= Favorite position (This goes without saying)

 Since he loves cumming on your ass, he loves doggy style. He’s able to spank you all he wants and tug on your hair and at the end of it, he gets to cum on your ass. So, all in all, he can’t go wrong with his position.

G= Goofy (Are they more serious in the moment? Or are they more humorous?)

 At first, he was goofier and laughed off the awkward moments with you, but as he got more experienced with you, he also got more serious and intimidating. There’s still a playful tone to the sex, but he’s just more mature about that type of thing. 

H= Hair (How well-groomed are they?)

He does some pretty decent man-scaping. He’s not completely clean, but it’s not a complete mess down there, and he’d try to keep up with it as much as possible.

I= Intimacy (How are they during the moment, romantic aspect)

 He’s fairly intimate during sex, but his intimacy shines during aftercare. During sex, he can be a little on the rougher side, but he’d still whisper in your ear about how amazing you felt, and he’d still kiss your body up and down.

J= Jack off (Masturbation)

 Because of the whole underwear situation, he jerks off quite a bit. He doesn’t find it better than you, but sometimes if he’s feeling stressed suddenly, and just needs to release some tension, he’ll please himself.

K= Kinks (One or more of their kinks)

 He has a Sir kink, it came out when you had playfully called him sir, after he had told you something. There’s something about you saying it that makes him feel powerful. Hongjoong also has a slight thing for tying you up or handcuffing you. He had randomly asked you one day how you felt about bondage, and after giving it a try, he definitely liked it.

L= Location (Favorite places to do the do)

 Does he enjoy fucking you in his studio? You bet he does. His eyes always light up when you come and visit him...those visits usually get pretty intimate, pretty quick. He always jokes how it gives him the energy he needs to make a good song, maybe that’s why ateez doesn’t have a single bad song cough cough.

M= Motivation (What turns them on?)

 You playing with his hair while he’s working could start to make him needy for you, he doesn’t know why. When you sit in his lap and play with his hair or him sitting in your lap, he can’t help it when he lets out a few soft moans.

N= NO (Something they wouldn’t do, turn-offs)

 Anything that will end up with you bleeding a lot. Sure, he doesn’t mind giving you pain for pleasure, but he’s against having you bleed.

O= Oral (Preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

 He loves giving and receiving equally, receiving might have a slight edge since he loves seeing you on your knees for him. He would especially love when you’re needy while he’s busy, and to distract him...you’d get on your knees and start kissing over his crotch. When it comes to him giving you head, he loves hearing you beg him for me, and the lewd sounds you make. He’s a rapper so, he’s really good with his tongue.

P= Pace (Are they fast and rough? Slow and sensual?)

 Both, but he tends to lean more on the fast and rough side. He enjoys seeing the aftermath of him fucking you hard and will often tease you the next day if he sees you struggling to sit down or walk properly. Every once in a while, he’ll go slow, giving you deep thrusts to make you feel every inch of him as he kisses your neck, sucking on your sweet spot.

Q= Quickie (Their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex and how often?)

 He’s neutral about them, he’s not in love with them, but he won’t pass them down if you offered or if the both of you were needy and busy.

R= Risk (Are they game to experiment? Do they take risks?)

 Hongjoong is very experimental, he wants to find new things that you like, and that he likes. He’s willing to experience a few mess-ups if it means that both of you can try new things. 

S= Stamina (How many rounds can they go for? How long do they last?)

 He can go for a few rounds but prefers to keep it down to around 2. He makes sure to draw out your time together as much as he possibly can. He’ll use his fingers and his mouth, working you up before he gets to the main event.

T= Toy (Do they own toys? Do they use them?)

 He thinks toys can be fun every now and then. Hongjoong loves pressing a vibrator against you when you’re tied up and can’t do anything except moan and thrash against the sheets. He’s not opposed to using toys on himself and is even considering asking you to peg him...one day.

U= Unfair  (How much do they like to tease?)

 This boy loves to tease you whenever he gets the chance. He likes making you beg him for what you want him to do to you. Joong actually likes it when you tease him back, subby Joong is hot. 

V= Volume (How loud are they? What sounds do they make?)

 It depends on what headspace he’s in. If he’s in a more dominant headspace, he’d let out groans and growls, but if he was in a more submissive headspace, he’s let out higher-pitched moans and groans.

W= Wild Card (Random headcanon)

 “Are you sure this is a good idea?” You said while biting your lip.

 Hongjoong had invited you over to his studio stating that he needed help with something. You had assumed that he was just needy and wanted to fuck you...but he had a much different idea. 

“Please, babe? No one will even know it’s you and I just really think it would help with the song.” 

  Hongjoong wanted your moans...on one of his tracks. He gave you a smirk and leaned over to whisper in your ear, softly kissing it as he spoke, “I promise I’ll make it worth your time.”

X= X-Ray (Let’s see what’s going on in those pants)

 He’s a smol boy and he has tiny hands but has big dick energy, so I’m in a dilemma. He’s probably average but knows how to work with what he’s got.

Y= Yearning (How high is their sex drive?)

 He has a high sex drive, he constantly craves your touch. He’d probably be overdramatic and say that he’s dying if you two go without something sexual for more than two days.

Z= ZZZ (How quickly do they fall asleep afterward?)

He doesn’t fall asleep that quickly, he makes sure that you’re okay and would much prefer watching a movie with you to fall asleep since he can’t automatically fall asleep afterward.

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[musashi]

are there any stories/facts about your job/coworkers you can comfortably share? maybe something cool they did/you did with them recently? anyone that stands out in particular among them, without getting too specific for. clear reasons?

what's cheeseburger up to atm? any notable stories or anything about him recently, or has he been just living his best life as usual?

which of the skyloft NPCs do you particularly like? for arguments sake, this is excluding the more story relevant ones, so no groose + his gang, no zelda obviously, etc.

as an opposite to that, talk about groose! i've always loved him as a character, and the bits you've said about him and his relationship with link and zelda is always great! also, any notable kin memories you have of groose? especially things that occured after he left skyloft, or even after the demise fight. what did he get up to after the credits rolled?

fun stories about your loftwing? were there any traits you and him shared notably? or any that were more opposite?

what are some of your favorite things about your favorite iterations of zelda? what i mean by that is like... what do you like best about tetra/wind waker zelda? what about skyward zelda? botw zelda? they're similar but all unique people, so what endears you the most about each of them?

i know this is a lot, so don't feel like you have to answer in any specific time frame. take as long as is comfortable, and i hope this helps!! ~🍄

these are so many!!! thank you for being so generous!!!

are there any stories/facts about your job/coworkers you can comfortably share? maybe something cool they did/you did with them recently? anyone that stands out in particular among them, without getting too specific for. clear reasons?

most of the ppl i work w are. kinda rude to me all the time so i mostly just drown them out so i don’t go insane. but there is this one kid who is just, like, a ray of sunshine every time he walks into a room. and he works so hard and he cares about his work and i feel like he’s the only bitch who gets me. we vibe over zelda and will just get into debates about the lore on the clock and i look forward to seeing him a lot. 

what's cheeseburger up to atm? any notable stories or anything about him recently, or has he been just living his best life as usual?

he’s just doin he. he sleeps a lot. sometimes in boxes. sometimes under beds. sometimes directly on top of me.

a few weeks back i went to the ER for what i figured out was a kidney stone and while i was literally on my bed writhing in pain trying to hold out until my grandparents got there cheeseburger just like, jumped up on top of me and immediately starting pissing on me, as if to say haha, check this out. i can urinate better than you.

which of the skyloft NPCs do you particularly like? for arguments sake, this is excluding the more story relevant ones, so no groose + his gang, no zelda obviously, etc.

i love all of them so much oh no... everyone i love i love for kinnie reasons like i am tempted to say jakamar cause even though he’s kind of a sleazy dude he, as previously mentioned, smuggled me woodscraps to whittle fsdgjkfsgh

but parrow gives good hugs. and henya always has snacks hidden somewhere. and pumm will give you soup on the house sometimes if he can tell you’re in a rough mood. and and and........ i wuv skyloft. this is all kinnie bullshit actually.

as an opposite to that, talk about groose! i've always loved him as a character, and the bits you've said about him and his relationship with link and zelda is always great! also, any notable kin memories you have of groose? especially things that occured after he left skyloft, or even after the demise fight. what did he get up to after the credits rolled?

talked about him a lil bit in my last ask hehe

fun stories about your loftwing? were there any traits you and him shared notably? or any that were more opposite?

aepon & i were the kind of pair where we seemed really dissimilar on the surface but i think if anyone actually knew us they’d be able to discern pretty quickly that we were 100% twinning. like at face value i was a pretty calm and quiet person who was just, like. spacey and sleepy and vibing while things happened around me, and aepon was this absolute speed demon who had the biggest, loudest presence any time he entered a space. ppl in skyloft called him my red terror.

but the thing about my bird is that he was stubborn to a fault, and recklessly brave, and he just didn’t. stop. and he loved fiercely, the second i was awake in the morning i’d hear him circling overhead and shrieking his happy little shriek, he’d fill my head with all his thoughts of hanging out with me while i was trying to concentrate on work. all those things, we had in common, but i wouldn’t have been able to tell you that. someone like zelda probably would have. 

i think the best representation of it is at the beginning of everything when the tornado took zelda, the both of us just. dove right in. nothing else mattered, no conflict existed within either of us, i didn’t have to steer him in or send my intentions into our shared headspace, he just turned into an arrow flying straight into danger, and i went with him and we were one living being. like that’s our core. we are very opposite, until shit gets real, and then we are this beautiful unity tearing through the clouds. 

what are some of your favorite things about your favorite iterations of zelda? what i mean by that is like... what do you like best about tetra/wind waker zelda? what about skyward zelda? botw zelda? they're similar but all unique people, so what endears you the most about each of them?

HOW DO I COUNT THE WAYS I LOVE ZELDA AHHHHH

oot!zelda’s determination to defy fate... the way she refuses, from the start, to give in to darkness even though she’s only a little girl. the way she sees my commoner ass just waltz up into her private garden after breaking into her house still dressed in my stupid forest clothes and shes like. oh fuck yeah, wanna help me overthrow the gerudo king? and we’re, can’t stress this enough, ten. she’s so confident like she never worries about being powerless or out of her element, she never for a second believes this isn’t something she can fight. and when everything goes to shit she just keeps fighting!!! and still has the time to remind me that i can keep fighting too!!! literally where did she get that personality i love her so much!!!!

tetra’s fucking... simmering fire. her perfect balance between action and thought. like you can tell she’s pissed off and wants to start throwing punches but she always has the self-control to assess if it’s the thing to do in the moment. I CAN’T DO THAT!!! i’m pissed off i want to swords!!!! that motherfucker over there is PROVOKING ME!!!!! and tetra has the same fire inside her but she’s always just, like, “shut the fuck up, link. put your sword away. we need to get the jump on him.” and im like, AHHHHHHH because she’s always right. literally always. i don’t know how she does this but i think about it constantly. i love her level head and her scheming heart and her choice to carve her own destiny. i like how she finds out she’s a legendary princess from an age long past with sacred blood and shes just like ‘that’s cool but actually i’m tetra and i like to cuss and steal.’ and just does that forever. it resonates with me especially because even though the gods acknowledged me as the hero of winds i, like, wasn’t a ‘true’ incarnation of the hero. it’s just what i decided to be with what i was given. she and i are two sides of that coin and there is something beautiful abt that i don’t have words for. in a lot of ways she was my inspiration.

skyward!zelda’s um. everything? everything. i am so in love with her. i am so in love... with her. i am finding it harder to describe her than everyone else here which is so silly because she’s easily the person i was closest with. she’s just, like, made of fire and love? of passion. everything she is stems from what she loves--she loves old legends, and cliche romance stories, and stargazing, and going on adventures. zelda romanticizes everything in her life, she’ll stop mid-sentence to make you look at the sky because it struck her as particularly beautiful today, meanwhile i’m just like. thats the sky i see it every day i live here. and she’s so brave, so fierce, so resilient--there’s literally nothing that could scare her, i’m certain she got to the surface and immediately started spitting curses at blins, if ghirahim had actually found her alone she would have tried to come at him clawing and spitting. i was always so chill because all my anger was Stored in The Zelda, she’d just fight half my battles for me before i could register they were battles. idk. zelda was such an optimist who took everything in stride and believed, no matter what, that she could make it her own and make it beautiful and find something to adore within it. i might have had a quieter disposition, but she was always better at dealing with change than me. it was calming. i love her so much.

botw!zelda’s passion and inquisitive heart, oh my god, oh my god. i’m going to fucking fight everyone in the kingdom who ever made her feel like she talks too much. god it enthralls me, the way she just talks and talks and talks and LETS ME LISTEN, she lets me just SIT THERE and BASK IN IT like some kind of COLD REPTILE ON A ROCK. i literally cannot comprehend how she can fit so much knowledge about so many different things in her brain, and the way she’s ALWAYS BEEN LIKE THAT, literally just getting together with her techie friends and building whole ass machines when she was like 6 years old. shes looking at me like ‘oh this child prodigy curse my shortcomings why cant i be pulling enchanted swords when IM 12′ and im like PRINCESS YOU’RE FUCKING COOLER THAN ME LIKE CONGRATS I TOUCH A SWORD SOMETIMES AND YOU COULD LITERALLY MAKE A ROBOT TO DO THAT FOR YOU oh my god the way she doesn’t see how incredible she is makes me go insane i feel insane just thinking about it she’s the coolest fucking person i’ve ever met she’s the coolest person in hyrule the kingdom is too good for her i want her to take apart hyrule castle brick by brick and just leave a note behind that says ‘im too cool for you’ and then she gets on my ancient magic motorcycle and rides off into the sunset to some paradise far away and if i’m LUCKY she takes me with her. i love zelda

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