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beneathstarryskies · 3 years

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Hatake Kakashi NSFW Alphabet

Once again, I was bored so this was not a request. However, gotta shout out @actuallysaiyan because so many of these headcanons came from conversations we've had about Kakashi.

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

Anything you might want or need right after, Kakashi is here for you. He’s already getting you a glass of water and a washcloth before you even think to ask, and don’t even bother trying to get it yourself.

The cuddling and pillow talk while bathing in the afterglow is so soothing to him. He’s happy to lay beside you for hours just talking nonsense and playing with your hair.

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

On himself, Kakashi doesn’t have much of a preference. He has noticed how much you like tugging on his hair when he’s got his face buried between your thighs and he likes that shit so much.

Kakashi can’t choose between your tits or your thighs. He loves laying his head on both while you play with his hair or rub his back. He also likes to have his face buried between both parts. Don’t make him choose.

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

Kakashi is really happy to cum wherever you would prefer him to do it. He doesn’t have a preference because as far as he’s concerned it’s a win no matter what. You look good with his cum painting your skin and it feels wonderful when you swallow. Cumming inside of you is very intimate, and he really likes that about it. However, for the same reason he likes it, he’d also probably be kind of shy about it at first. He would definitely ask about it and make sure you’re okay with it.

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

Kakashi reads smut in public. He doesn’t really keep his dirty secrets very secret.

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

Kakashi is more sexually experienced than one would assume. It’s always been casual and usually, he’s never seen them again. He tried to use sex to mend himself but found he just felt lonelier than ever. The thing that’s new to him is actual intimacy.

Again, he reads smut in public. He knows what to do. Not to mention he’s very perceptive and he will pick up on how you react to certain things easily.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

Kakashi has a lot of positions he likes, but he does like any position in which you’re riding him. He’ll grip onto your hips to guide your pace, digging his short fingernails into your skin as he gets closer to cumming.

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

Kakashi can sometimes get nervous and crack silly little jokes, but for the most part, he tries to be more focused and serious.

H = Hair (how well-groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

Kakashi is not super hairy naturally. He does have a little silver happy trail leading into a small patch of darker gray pubic hair that’s just barely noticeable. It doesn’t require much grooming.

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

When Kakashi fucks you, he makes you feel as though you’re the only person in the whole world. He’ll whisper in your ear how much he loves you and how beautiful you are. Long, languid, open-mouthed kisses are frequent.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

He doesn’t really jack off very much. Even when he was single, it just never did it for him. Sometimes when he feels stressed he’ll do it as a way to relax. Other than that, it’s just not something he does a lot.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

Kakashi loves it when you wear lingerie for him, especially anything that’s lace or silk.

He’d also really like playing around with blindfolds, bondage, and overstimulation. He’d like for you to do those things to him just as much as he’d like to do them to you.

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

His favorite place to do it is your apartment, but as for the specifics, he’s not picky. On the couch, kitchen table, bending you over the counter, in the shower, on the bed. He really doesn’t care.

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

Kakashi loves it when you whisper naughty things in his ear, especially out in public. He’ll think about it all day. Also, anytime you do something sweet/nurturing for him he would just want you immediately.

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

Kakashi isn’t huge on degradation. Also, he wouldn’t want to do anything to inflict pain on you and definitely wouldn’t want it done to him.

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

He loves to give you oral. He would stay between your thighs until you’re so overstimulated that your thighs are basically squeezing his head. He loves it, and he’s very good at it.

As far as receiving, Kakashi is mess as soon as your mouth is around him. He’ll be moaning and lightly thrusting deeper down your throat. His hands would tangle in your hair and he’d whisper, “Feels so good. So fucking good.”

He’s almost embarrassed by how quickly you can get him to the brink. The man is just so damn touch-starved, and he never gets enough. He’s pretty good about warning you when he’s about to cum, but sometimes his mind just goes blank.

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

He tends to be more slow and sensual. Of course, he has his moments where he just wants to bend you over the nearest surface and pound into you. This just isn’t his typical mood.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

Kakashi prefers longer sessions, but sometimes they can be fun. Remember when he gave Team 7 the bell test and then he disappeared during lunch? Yeah, you were definitely having a quickie in the woods.

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

Kakashi kind of just likes what he likes. He’d be game to experiment, but he has certain boundaries he won’t cross.

As far as risks, it would really depend on what the risk is. Getting caught? Nope, he would die from the embarrassment. There’s a difference between reading Icha Icha in public and actually getting caught fucking.

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

Kakashi is kind of embarrassed because at first, he cums kind of quickly. He gets better about lasting longer as time goes on, but if you do things just right he’ll still cum quickly. He makes up for it by being able to go multiple rounds.

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

During your relationship, he’s accumulated blindfolds, rope, and a vibrator. He will happily use them on you, and let you use them on him as well.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

He is the biggest fucking tease. Kakashi loves teasing you and will do so for as long as he wants. You’ll basically have tears in your eyes begging him to fuck you or let you cum before he gives in. He’s very smug about it too.

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

He’s not very loud. He’ll let out some moans and mutter some dirty talk. Other than that, he’s pretty tame with noises.

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

If Kakashi has gotten a good night’s sleep (which is SUPER RARE) he will wake up feeling really horny. More than once you’ve woken up with him sleepily grinding against you.

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

Kakashi is about 8 inches long with average girth. He’s got a nice curve that allows him to easily hit all the most sensitive spots inside you.

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

Kakashi is depressed, so his sex drive isn’t always going to be the highest. More often than not, he’s yearning for touch and comfort more than he is sex. That being said, when he is horny he’s very horny.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterward)

Kakashi generally just doesn’t sleep well. So he’ll probably lay beside you for a couple of hours just listening to you breathe before he falls asleep.

#kakashi x reader #hatake kakashi x reader #kakashi hatake x reader #naruto headcanons #not requested

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actuallysaiyan · 3 years

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Kiba nsfw alphabet!

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

Kiba is a little tired after sex, but he’s going to make sure you’re okay and not too thirsty or anything before he passes out. He’s just expended a lot of energy and he needs to rest before he can do anything else. He loves you lots, though.

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

Kiba probably likes his face the best. He knows he’s good looking, and he thinks it attracts everyone. So his good looks are a key component to who he is. Besides that, he doesn’t have a favorite.

On you, it’s gotta be your ass. He loves rutting against your ass when he’s feeling really horny. He loves spanking you when you’re being a brat and he loves to grab it when you bend down.

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

Kiba is messy when he cums. He loves painting you with his seed, so he prefers giving you ‘facials’ and cumming all over your ass and tits. Like most men, he will enjoy cumming deep inside of you whenever he gets the chance.

Kiba enjoys making you cum a lot. He’s big on overstimulation cause it’s just so sexy to see and hear you whine and beg for him to stop stimulating you. He’s a little overly eager about it, but trust me, he’s going to make up for it by being sweet and soft afterwards.

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

Kiba stole a pair of your underwear one time, and he uses it to masturbate from time to time. He’s not proud of it, but it really helps him go over the edge. He’ll just use it any way he can, and sometimes he sniffs it while jerking himself off.

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

Oh boy, Kiba is not experienced. He’s eager and energetic, but he needs to be taught a few things before you could say he was good at sex. That’s fine, not everyone is a pro at it from the beginning. Sometimes, you need to learn and you were very happy to show Kiba how to please you. Ever since then, he’s been getting progressively better.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

Kiba loves doggy style. This is most definitely a given, but it just makes him snap. He needs to be raw and feral with you, and he loves being a little dominant. He’ll fuck you roughly, and he’ll shove your face into the pillow as he slams himself in and out of you. He just loves the way he can pull your hair in this position...and how deep his cock reaches inside of you.

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

Kiba is super goofy. He loves to make sexual jokes and say degrading things, but it’s all in good fun. It’s very much in the moment sometimes, and he’ll call you pet names too. He just loves how fun sex is, and if you can handle his demeanor, he’ll be very happy.

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

Kiba is very hairy down below. He’ll keep it clean trimmed, but sometimes it gets wild. He likes being au natural, and if you don’t mind, he’d like it if you were willing to do the same. The carpet matches the drapes.

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

Kiba is rough and raw, and he can be dominating sometimes. He’s not the most romantic, but when he’s feeling needy and vulnerable, he’ll fuck you nice and slow. He can be sensual, but it just drives him crazy how badly he needs you. He loves fucking fast and hard, it’s just his prefered way.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

Kiba masturbates a healthy amount. If you aren’t around to help him, he’s going to jack off and he’s got some toys to help him get there. If he’s got a nice moment alone, rest assured he’s taking care of his little problem. This is when your panties come into play ;)

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

Kiba has a few kinks. He loves to be dominant, and he adores collaring and leading you around with a leash. He’s also into spanking and biting, and he loves marking you so that people will know you belong to him. He loves lingerie, specifically g-string and thongs so he can see your ass better that way. He’s into exhibition as well, as he doesn’t care about getting caught fucking.

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

Kiba is into doing it anywhere. He is not fussy. He’ll get caught and be okay with it too. He’s proud of showing off how good he can fuck you. He likes it at home on the floor where you can get a carpet burn. He loves it on the bed, so he can fuck you so hard. He loves it in the forest where you can scream so loud and nobody will be able to hear you...or maybe they will.

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

You just need to bat your eyelashes, rub his inner thigh and bite your lower lip. It doesn’t take much for Kiba to get super turned on. If you want to turn him on even more, just wear a short skirt and a low cut top and he knows you’re interested in doing something sexual with him.

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

Despite spending time with Akamaru all the time and they’ve got that one move with the dog piss...Kiba isn’t into urine play whatsoever. He doesn’t do scat either. Anything else, he’s going to run it by you and see if you like it before he does anything. He wants you to have fun too.

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

He absolutely loves blow jobs. Get on your knees with your pretty little collar on, and he’s going to be weak. He’ll use the leash to guide your mouth in the way that he needs when he face fucks you. He’s big on face fucking you.

He also loves going down on you. He’s sloppy and clumsy, but it feels really good. He uses his fingers a lot to stimulate your g-spot and that gets you over the edge so quickly.

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

Kiba is almost exclusively fast and rough. He loves fucking you hard and making you cry out and squirt all over him. He needs it fast and rough to make himself cum too. It’s just his prefered pace, and he has very high energy. Sometimes, he’ll be needy and fuck you so slowly...

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

He loves quickies. They are fun, quick and messy. If you come up to him and ask him to fuck you while he’s busy doing something, he’s going to bring you somewhere semi-private and go right to fucking you. He likes them a lot.

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

Kiba is a huge risk taker. He loves to experiment as much as he can as long as you are open to it as well. He doesn’t care if he gets caught fucking you either. He has a bit of an exhibitionist kink, but he doesn’t want to expose you to it unless you are into it as much as he is.

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

Kiba usually cums pretty quickly, but he has a very short refractory period. He can do many rounds, but they can be short. That’s why he loves eating you out and making you cum over and over again before he starts to fuck you.

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

Kiba has a ton of toys! He has collars, handcuffs, vibrators, whips, crops, fleshlights...he enjoys pushing your limits with his toys if you allow him too. He’s big on having his cock teased with a vibrator as well, and that’ll make him cum so damn hard.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

He loves teasing! The way you look when you’re so desperate to cum and the pathetic little noises you make when you whine and plead, it really drives him crazy. It makes his cock so damn hard when you beg him to let you cum. It makes him want to edge you even more.

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

Kiba is very loud. He’s grunting and groaning and praising you or calling you pet names. If you blow him, he’s crying out and panting and whining. It’s a big thing for him to have you suck his cock. When he cums, he growls almost. It’s very loud.

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

Kiba is quite jealous of a lover, but he wouldn’t be against having a threesome with you and another person if you were interested. He wants to fuck another person with you helping. He just wants to make that person cum hard with the help of his lover. It’s something that turns him on a lot.

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

Kiba has a well-toned body, and his cock is pretty damn thick. It’s about 6 and a half inches, and it has no curves. It’s thick though and has some nice veins that rub up against your walls very nicely.

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

Kiba is very horny, and his sex drive is very high. He needs to pace himself with you sometimes otherwise he’s going to fuck you for hours and just won’t stop himself. He needs to prioritize before getting into sex sometimes, but those thoughts are thrown out the window and he just starts fucking you even if he needs to be doing something else.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

Kiba is very quick to fall asleep. He’s expended so much energy and he needs to rest. His eyes are basically closing on their own as he asks you if you need anything after sex, but you just cuddle up against him.

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arctichotch · 3 years

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alex blake x reader nsfw alphabet

nfsw content - if you are underage please don’t read thanks lads

warnings (dom/sub undertones, dom!alex, use of word slut, mommy kink, umm other sex stuff i suppose, if you are not comfortable please dni)

also this is my first time writing smut so please go easy on me im weak

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

definitely the type to help you clean up. after that’s taken care of she will get you some water (stay hydrated folks!) and then will settle down to cuddle with you for the night. always wants to make sure you feel the most loved as possible after sex

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

you love her hands. you love the pleasure she can give you with them but also how safe you feel when she’s touching you.

she loves your thighs. she loves to hold them and pin them to your chest while she fucks you into the mattress. and just looking at them while imagining her head between them is enough to get her wound up

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

she loves feeling you cum around her fingers. it brings her great pleasure to know that she is the one who can make you cum so hard that you can barely remember your own name

as for her cumming, she loves to cum with you between her thighs. she loves to have that control over you.

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

this woman definitely has a mommy kink and no one can tell me otherwise

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

oh yes, alex definitely knows what she is doing

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

hmm as i said before she loves to have you on your back with your thighs to your chest as she fucks you but she also loves to have you on your hands and knees while she fucks you.

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

definitely more serious but if something funny happens in the moment she’ll make a moment out of it

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

she takes care of herself and keeps it all organised

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

it can be intense but always at the forefront of her mind is your safety and making sure that you are ok and enjoying what is happening

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

now that you are together, there is not much need for it since she has you. but before you got together it was a regular occurrence while her mind was filled of thoughts of you and her together.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

mommy kink queen

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

mostly in bed, but she does love to take you over the counter every so often. variety is the spice of life, right?

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

you. anything about you has the ability to turn her on. those jeans you wore to work that were just that bit tighter than normal? woooah, nearly killed her. your moans get her really going that extra bit more too.

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

she’d never want to really hurt you. like besides the occasional spank, she’d never actually really hit you or hurt you like that. and like too much degrading is a no no for her. besides occasionally calling you names like slut she would never go to far or actually insult you.

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

she loves giving, don’t get me wrong. but she loves receiving possibly more. the feeling of you between her thighs, your only focus pleasing her, the moans you let out just from pleasing her? that gets her off more than anything.

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

depends on the mood i suppose and how long it’s been. if it’s been awhile because you’ve both been away on a case then it will often end up being fast and rough but other than that she likes to take things slower with you, to appreciate every moment.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

hell yeah, alex is up for a quickie. not often but when the opportunity presents itself she’s gotta take it of course

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

yeah, as long as you are up for it and it doesn’t interfere with your jobs

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

obviously she’s not as young as she used to be but she can still go for 2/3 rounds and can hold off for as long as she needs

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

she’s definitely got a collection of toys for you both to use. her personal favourite is the strap that makes you see stars.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

if there’s anything alex can do, it’s tease you. if she wanted she could go for hours. she loves hearing you beg to cum, she can get you to say pretty much anything in that moment.

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

she’s not overly loud besides moans every so often. she likes to talk to you while you’re making her cum.

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

hmm, she loves treating you. she’ll surprise you with a new toy for you both to use or new clothes. things that you wouldn’t get for yourself

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

this is so male aimed

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

HIGH. she’s always ready to fuck you

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

she won’t go to sleep until you have. she’ll always make sure you are settled and comfortably asleep before she will allow herself to fall asleep.

#alex blake x reader #alex blake #fic #my writing #criminal minds #criminal minds x reader #x reader #smut

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thelittleboyfromloveactually · 3 years

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Two Shorten the Road

part 1

joel dawson x reader

warnings: cussing? idk, bad writing.....fluff, cuteness, monsters(is this a warning), mentions of death, SPOILERS

word count: 2154

prompt: when your best friend decides to leave your colony to go find the love of his life, you decide to join him on his journey even if you aren’t so happy about where this journey is going

Welp I did it, I took it into my own hands. I am writing a joel dawson series. Because we👏need 👏more👏joel👏fics👏 it’s basically the movie, almost the same script but obviously slightly different…ENJOY! <3

No one in my generation or later had a typical upbringing, I mean some of us did but then the world ended. This type of thing sounds straight out of some apocalyptic movie, but we basically live in one now. Agatha 616, an asteroid heading straight for earth, I know, so original. So we all came together and did what we do best, blow things up. Yup, we blew up teh asteroid, and humanity was saved! We thought. But here’s the thing about rockets, they are made of a bunch of chemical compounds which eventually rained back down on earth. Suddenly there were these Aileen creatures that mutated and started eating us. Ants, lizards, roaches, crocodiles, you name it. Our president was even killed by a giant moth. Ya….not so original now huh? We suddenly need tanks to kill ants, oh man I remember the good old days when a shoe would do just fine. Sometimes even the tanks didn’t work. Eventually the really big ones and our military took each other out and we lost 95% of the human population in a year! Those of us who survived hid, bunkers, caves, panic rooms, all around the world. So for the last seven years I’ve been hiding in an underground bunker. It’s really not as bad as it sounds, and it’s better than getting eaten alive. It’s a great group of people and we all love each other.

“Are you sure they’re asleep?”

“Who?”

“Y/N and joel!”

“Oh ya I’m sure”

“Joel? Y/n?”

“He’s asleep”

Actually we are both awake. Me and my best friend joel have kinda mastered faking being asleep. Our beds are right across from each other so we normally just lie there and make stupid faces at each other. We are the only two single people in our bunker. Nice huh? Joel is my best friend. I met him when I joined the colony. He’s the sweetest. It’s funny cause everyone thinks we should just have sex already because that’s literally all everyone else does. But we are way above that. Anyway, joel is in love with his girlfriend from before the colony, her name is Aimee. With one “I” and two “e”s. He loves to talk about her, he writes her letters. So in reality, I am the only one who is not in love in this bunker. I’ve never had a boyfriend, ever, even before the world ended.

We don’t really get any sleep. The moaning kinda keeps us awake. I got up and out of my bed and headed for the kitchen. I heard Joel’s bed creak and then his footsteps as he followed behind me. Another annoying thing about being down here is that to get to the kitchen from my room, you have to walk though other people’s bedrooms. Oh shit, they are busy, why would they leave their door open. Me and Joel stopped.

“Oh” joel and I said in unison

“Hey Y/N! Hey Joel!” Ava said

“Oh hey Ava” Joel said, we didn’t dare look over to our left.

“Y/N how’s it going?” Tim asked

“T-totally good tim, h-how are you doing” I asked

“Yeah, good” he responded

“I uh we couldn’t sleep” said Joel looking at the ceiling

“Ya we know the feeling” Ava said with a laugh

“Yeah probably not for the…..same reasons” joel said looking straight ahead

“Your guyses door was open, did you…did you know that?” I asked

“Yeah we know” they said

I shook my head and knitted my eyebrows together

“Okay” joel trailed off

Ever since Tim’s parents were eaten by a swarm of termites he and Ava have gotten really close, in every way.

“Okay, goodnight” joel said as we walked

Basically everyone is coupled up down here, a baby was born last winter! Welcome to the apocalypse kid. Ok if we ever get out of this, that would be an awesome story to tell your kids. “Oh ya I was born in an underground bunker doing a monster apocalypse” “yes exactly like World War Z but with bugs bigger than a 5 story building”. I mean come on.

So your probably wonder how the hell we get food, we’ll we have a cow. Gurdy. Gurdy is great. We also have a hunting party that brings back whatever they can from the surface. It’s gotten harder and harder, cause we ran out of bullets. And facing one of those things with a handmade weapon is just as hard as it sounds. It’s very very difficult. I go with them….sometimes. I still get scared. But I’ve been out quite a lot, especially compared to my man joel over here. I’ve been out maybe 30 times, he’s been out…maybe once, or not even. He’s the chef of the bunker. He makes super good Minestrone.

Me and joel like to hang out with Mavis. A robot. Yup. Not much for conversation, her batter is shot. Just like every other mavis I would imagine. When I’m not hunting we hang out with her. But sometimes I just go read. Reading and joel keep me sane. I mean sometimes joel drives me insane but I still love him. I have quite the collection of books too! I’ve got Emma by Jane Austen, a couple random ones that we found, all the hunger games and Harry Potter books, some mysteries that stopped being mysteries after a while, and then of course some smutty romance books for personal entertainment.

Joel likes to say that his thing is target practice. He has never hit the target but ya know, gotta entertain yourself. I think his thing is drawing though, he has this book that he draws in from Aimee. It’s really cool actually. He’s really good.

I sat watching Joel as he tried to hit the target, laughing a little every time he missed. It was cute how hard he tried.

“Shut up” he said shaking his laugh away

I laughed again, but then suddenly the lights started flickering. You could hear screeches and creeks echoing through the bunker. Joel turned to look at me. Worry and determination in his eyes. We both scrambled out of the room and into the kitchen where everyone was preparing.

“Hustle, hustle people we’ve gotta move”

I turned to look at Joel but then realized that he wasn’t next to me. Where did he go? Worry flooded through me. Suddenly the clanking of our weapon started behind me.

“Hey guys!” Joel said as he rammed into the railing, I shook my head. “Guys! I’ve got the weapons” he smiled at me

A few people walked over to him taking them out of his hands

“Stay” said Tim

“W-what?” Joel asked looking around in confusion

Everyone was talking and barking orders “grab what you need and let’s go! Y/N you coming?”

My eyes shot open “yes! Yup!” I jumped up and grabbed the bow and arrow from Joel.

“W-what's happening?” He asked innocently “what’s going on?”

“There’s a breach” said Tim

“What do you mean? Like inside the bunker breach?!” He asked

“Yes joel! Now come on!” I told him, patting him on the pack as I followed the others

He followed me and watched the plan get arranged

“Anna, Y/N and I will engage. Anderson and Tom plank him”

“Plank him, ya ok where do you guys need me? You want me to uh come through the rear or..?” Joel asked eagerly

“I don’t think your going to pass this joel” I told him

“Pass what? You guys need help, let me help” said clutching his crossbow

“You gonna make me say it?” said Sam

“Say what?!” God he was so adorably clueless

“You can’t handle it joel, your shook” said Sam, we all began getting into positions

“Ya ok, yes so you guys don’t get scared..ever?” He asked still getting ready to fight

“We get scared, we all get scared joel, but you get really scared” said Sam

“They are trying to make you feel bad joel” I said sweetly, trying to calm him down

“We love you joel”

“But your a liability”

“Ok why did that speech feel so rehearsed? And what about Y/N? She’s like…ya know?” He said bobbing his head

“Joel-“ suddenly the bunker shook and the lights flicked again

“Ok 30 meters out! Let’s move!” And we were off

Leaving joel and some others behind. You could hear the growling of whatever we were up against

I followed the others and listened carefully. I was freaking shaking. Don’t ask how I got sucked into becoming one the the hunters. Kinda just happened and I was just-

“OH SHIT!” I heard someone yell, it was too dark to see. Someone was gone, that thing took them. I couldn’t even see it. Oh fuck my life. Everyone began scattering, running away from the monster. I stopped running to take a breath, when I realized I was alone. Nicely done Y/N. The lights kept flickering. I heard something blow up in the distance.

“Conned? Conner?” I heard a whisper, one I knew all too well. Shit, joel. I ran toward the sound, and had no idea I was also running toward certain death. I stopped running. There it was, that thing. I’d never seen this before. I didn’t recognize it. I stayed silent, not moving at all. It slowly crawled over a shower curtain. Oh fuck. He was going toward joel! I quickly grabbed my bow and arrow and shot it. Right though the face. Next to its….eye I guess you could call it. Joel stood there, frozen.

I slowly walked over to him “Joel, hey are you ok?” I asked as I slipped my hand into his. He was trembling. Tears ran down his cheeks. He has a bad freezing problem, so I've been helping him work on it.

About an hour later I sat with Joel, still holding his hand as he stared out into space. We could hear everyone talking. How could this have happened?

“It ripped through steal”

“Anderson and I resealed the Breach point, nothings getting in that way again”

“But why did it happen?”

I tried to toon it out, and I hoped Joel did too.

“Joel, do you wanna talk about it?” I asked squeezing his hand, he looked so sad, which just crushed me

He shook his head

“Ok….” I nodded, I leaned into hug him but was interrupted by his voice

“How far away is Aimee's colony?” He asked

I pulled back, looking at him confused. The talking stopped and everyone look at him

“What?” Tim asked

“Aimee’s colony, how far away is it?” He repeated

“About 85 miles” he said as he furrowed his brows

“How long will it take to get there?”

“What do you mean joel?” I asked leaning closer to him

“Just humor me, how long?” He insisted

“7 days” said Tim

“Someone who’s armed and trained would hardly last 50miles, but you…joel” Ava said, I felt bad for him, he really didn’t deserve any of this

“Alright” Tim continued “now I need volunteers”

“I’m gonna go” joel said

No one said anything, they just stared

“It’s an impossible journey joel” said Tim, crossing his arms

Joel stood up, moving around my chair. “No im serious…I love you guys but there’s only one person in this world who ever truly made me happy and she’s only 85 miles away” he said strongly “I’m gonna go see her” I could see his mind was made up

God he was such a romantic, how could you not love this guy? Sure it hurts when your best friend tells you that you didn’t make him truly happy. Especially when you maybe sorta kinda have a crush on him.

He let out a breath “woah, that felt awesome” he said as he walked off to start packing

I stood there for a second processing and thinking, but then suddenly my mouth took over and well….

“I’m coming with you!” I said, he froze “I mean you can’t leave me here with these middle aged people, and your my best friend so” I shrugged

“I’ll come back for you I promise” he walked over to me “I can’t let you put yourself in even more danger” he said grabbing my arms

“I can’t let you put yourself in danger knowing that I could have helped protect you” I said, he stared blankly at me

I smiled “o-ohK…then I guess…” he trailed off

“Cool I’ll go pack” I skipped past him. Was I scared? Hell yes. But like I said, I needed to help joel and protect him in every way I can. And sure I wasn’t so happy that he was returning to his long lost love but if it made him happy then I would live. And anyway, two do shorten the road.

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be-ready-when-i-say-go · 3 years

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Inspired partially by the twitter trend of The Face Vs. The Face Sitting On It and just in time for Valentine’s Day!

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While sitting in the car, you watch out the window. Folks buzz around you--some folks looking content, strolling about their day. Others are flitting around, a bit of crease in their forehead. And you feel for them. You know those days where there’s just not enough hours in the day to get it all done. Or it’s when one thing sets off a spiral of all terrible things. Or when you just don’t wake up on the right side of the bed. You know that crease all too well because currently you were having a bad sleeping week.

You were getting tired when you were supposed to but the second you put your head on the pillow your brain was hot wired--keeping you up with all the things you needed to do, hadn’t done, all the appointments you had kept pushing off. It was finding the littlest things to find that anxiety and keep you staring up at the ceiling. Calum noticed the tossing and turning and tried his best to lull you to sleep this week, fixing you tea in the evening, getting you off your phone or laptop a couple hours before bed. He even started reading to you, but your ears picked up on the white noise of everything in the house. Your brain picked up the embarrassing memory that you hadn’t even considered in decades and now holding it in front of your mind’s eye for hours on end during the week.

Like right now, you should’ve been at home sleeping. Your work was giving you a long weekend and you really could’ve used the time to catch some extra Z’s, but you were, admittedly, a little scared to stay home. Sure maybe you did fall asleep cuddled up next to Duke. But you worried that you’d stay up, worry yourself sick some more so when Calum told you he had some errands to run you immediately tagged along. The time running around would hopefully tire you out enough that when you got home you could actually fall asleep.

So after Calum’s personal training session in the morning, which you sort of tagged along for, but mostly went through your own routine and getting a solid breakfast, you two were now buzzing around from store to store. Calum had gotten most of the grocery the other day, but he forgot a couple things so your first objective was to grab those and bring them back up. He then had to go to the post office to mail out his mother’s birthday cards and a few other things.

While in the line at the post office, your head tucked into his back, Calum got a phone call from a guitar shop on the other side of time about a new model that had just come in. Calum had been eying it for ages, but he didn’t want to be reckless with his money especially after getting some work on his teeth and to the house. So he asked the guitar shop to keep an eye out for when more stock arrived in case it sold out before Calum felt comfortable spending a large sum of money like that again.

The store agreed to set one off to the side for him and could keep it on hold until the end of the day. Which was perfect--still gave the two of you time to get lunch. You didn’t need to get anything, didn’t need to do anything. But even after lunch, Calum made one more pit stop. Here now at the gas station, you sit peering through the windshield and can see a mother with her two sons walking from the doors. They boys hold brightly colored icees in their hand, each clutching a bag field with goodies.

You aren’t entirely sure whey Calum needed to stop here for anything. It’s not like he needed stamps, since he got those at the post office. He hadn’t pulled in to get gas. Lunch had been filling, though you tried not to stuff yourself too much just because you knew that on a long car ride, the last thing you wanted to do was be uncomfortably full.

The door opens again, Calum strutting through with his glasses covering his eyes and resting comfortably atop the chubby cheeks. Barely hanging from the crook of his fingers is a brown plastic bag. The doors click open and he climbs into the driver seat. The guitar shop wasn’t that far, but today seemed to be a busy day on the road. Took you all too long just to get to the grocery store this morning.

“Snacks?”

“Was craving something sweet after lunch.”

You peer into the bag as he hands it over to you. Some gummy bears, gum, a bar or two of chocolate you can’t quite tell. You set it onto the floor at your feet. “Let me know when you want something.” But he’s already tearing into a Twix bar when you glance at him. “Or not,” you laugh.

“The other stuff is for you--if you want to indulge. Can’t forget ya,” he pushes the glasses down for just a moment to wink at you and then looks into the rearview mirror.

“Do you think you’re going to get this one?” you asks as the SUV rolls out from the parking lot and onto the asphalt of the highway.

“Hmm, maybe. Gotta see how it feels first.”

You nod at his question, resting your head into the cushion of the seat. And it goes quiet for a while. The radio plays softly in the background, and every so often the packaging crinkles as Calum downs more of the chocolate and caramel treat.

“Valentine’s Day is coming up soon,” Calum states, while paused in a bit of traffic. “Got any ideas on what you want to do for it?”

You think for a moment. Valentine’s Day has never been your thing--being perpetually single does that to a person. “Restaurants are going to be a nightmare.”

“Yeah, they will be.” Another crinkle comes from the right side of the car and then his arm reaches behind your seat, finding the small bag of trash you stash there--though you have to be careful when Duke sits in the backseat. Generally though, he doesn’t mess with too much. “My mom sent me a recipe of hers. It’s really good.”

“I’d be down for cooking.”

“Nothing else? Don’t wanna go sky diving? Give me another heart attack?”

You laugh thinking about the first birthday you spent with Calum together as a couple. “You didn’t die.”

“But I did almost shit myself.”

“You can play on stage to thousands of people, but no, jumping from a plane is a no-go.”

“Yes, because I am a sane human.”

You huff out a small tuft of laughter and turn to look at him. One hand on the wheel with the stainless steel linked chain dangling from his wrist. His other arm is resting against the door, gently tapping out a beat with his long slender fingers. “Do you want to do anything?”

“Valentine’s Day,” he scoffs. “How long have we been dating? When have I ever been dying to do anything on some random day in February.” His statement doesn’t fall venomously from his mouth. He even looks over to you with a smile. “I don’t need one day out of 365 to declare my love for someone.”

And it’s true. While Calum wasn’t super accepting of love from new people, while it took you months to show Calum that you were trustworthy and not someone to keep at an arm’s length, once he cracked open, he oozed adoration and love for people. And you knew it was a defense mechanism. You knew that when someone did care as hard as Calum did it wouldn’t always be an easy thing to win over.

Calum, when he finally let someone one, loved hard. It could be a random Tuesday in July or a Sunday in February, and he would make sure his love was known. He never needed a special occasion to send flowers, to cook dinner, to offer to drive you to doctors appointments because he knew that sometimes you got too nervous or flustered by them to drive but did manage to push through if absolutely necessary. He’d easily pick up some gloves and an extra sponge if he saw you wiping down the walls in the kitchen or wiping through the counter. He kept fridge cleaning days marked on the calendar. And when you added reminders to wash bed sheets to the shared one, he also include rest breaks for you too.

Calum had never needed someone to force him to show appreciation.

“I mean, there is the option to literally do nothing on Valentine’s Day. Like treat it as any other day.”

“That’s still something,” he countered, turning on his signal and switching out from the middle lane. His exit was approaching in another mile and a half.

“Oh fuck off,” you laugh. “We can’t cease to exist that day. Bare minimum we need to convert oxygen into carbon dioxide.”

Calum laughs softly, showing some of his teeth too. “Fair, fair. There’s another Netflix documentary coming out, true crime one. I forget what it’s fully about, but I think it’s about a serial killer if you’d be down to start it then?”

“When would I ever turn down the opportunity to be a detective with you?”

“You haven’t yet,” he states with laughter in his voice.

“And I never will.” The ramp takes the two of you down and down and soon you’re winding through streets and not too far you can see the shopping center coming into view. He pulls into the lot of the shop and the two of you step out in unison.

The bell above the door chimes as he opens it for you and you smile often in your thanks. “Hey, Calum!” one of the guys at the register calls out. The store is fairly empty. But you’re not shocked on a Tuesday afternoon.

“Hey, Derek. How’s it going?” Calum heads directly over to the counter and you look up to the left wall, at the records on display.

“Let me know if you need anything,” the second guy states to you, “or if you want to see anything.” He’s younger than Derek, both look to be equally tattooed from the pieces that peek out from the short sleeve work shirts, but his face is significantly brighter.

“Thanks,” you return and go back to the displays. You can hear Calum and Derek chatting but slowly tune it out, make it background noise to the music playing through the speakers.

You turn to walk towards the back where more instruments sit and you can see Calum leaning into the glass display of the counter. The palms of his hand pressed into the metal edge. The sunglasses sit on top of his head and you notice the younger guy glancing over at you again.

He nods again and then goes back to his computer. Nothing else is said. And you look over the stringed instruments, ukuleles, some violins and then you spin around again, done with that lap and go to head up to Calum. “See anything?” he asks.

You shake your head. “You’re the musically talented one. I just nod and smile when you talk about it.”

Derek returns, a case in hand. He comes out from the hinged doors that separate the sales floor from the registers and back of the store. You scoot a little closer to the display as the case is transferred over. Calum takes it easily heading to the corner you just abandoned to sit and check out the instrument. It’s a beautiful deep green, almost reminds you of the thick Washington forest. The body is slender.

“That’s a pretty cool color,” you note, watching Calum work his fingers over the frets.

He grins up at you. “Think so?” You give another nod. He doesn’t inspect it long before you can see the desire to give in crosses his face.

Derek’s standing close by and you turn to him and keep your voice as close to a whisper as you can while still being heard. “What’s a bass like that cost?”

He rattles off the price, one eyebrow slightly raised over the other. You know Calum will riot--he’ll pitch a fucking fit. But you reach into your wallet and slide out your card. You had been saving--for a year. You wanted to do something big for Calum. You just didn’t know what it was yet specifically though you had some ideas, a bass was top of the list. But you didn’t want to try and go out and buy a bass without consulting him, without getting an understanding of what he liked. You thought about maybe a really good leather jacket and some more boots. He loved the ones he had, wore them as much as he could.

And when you mentioned possibly getting him more, he told you the ones he had were still in good shape. Calum wasn’t the type to just buy clothes to buy them. He indulged here and there, but always made a point to wear something he had down before replacing it. You’d tease the subject a couple more times after that, but he never took the bait and you weren’t going to force him into a thing he didn’t want or need.

But it’s clear to you that this is something he wants. But he’ll tussle with himself and never give in on it. It’s pricer than you thought it would be. But you too were being smart, having finally paid off the last of your car, you start moving those payments to savings and it helped a great deal. You were fine. You get insurance and the whole deal as Derek advises. By the time you slide the receipt back across the counter, Calum comes back to the registers. “I appreciate you holding it for me, man. But I don’t think I can right now.”

Derek looks at you and you look down into the glass. “It’s--it’s yours, dude.”

“What?” Calum breathes behind you.

“They-uh, they paid for it,” Derek says, nodding at you.

You can feel the heat in your body now and spin around to face Calum in a rush. “Consider it a not Valentine’s Day gift.”

“What? What are you talking about?”

“Ever since I finished paying off my car, I saved the payments to do something nice for you. Didn’t know what it was going to be for sure. But I know you, Calum. You’d want something and tell yourself no. I mean you can treat yourself sometimes.”

“You-you didn’t?” His eyes are rapidly blinking, head shaking like he doesn’t want to believe you. Like he can’t believe you as his mouth mumbles out, “No,” repeatedly.

“It’s yours,” you nod. “It’s really yours.”

If it weren’t for the weight of the bass, you’re sure Calum would’ve tipped over, maybe even rushed to Derek to hand the case back over, but instead he’s weighed down, chained to this spot in the blue speckled carpet of the store, still repeating, “No,” softly.

“‘I hate to break it to you, but you’re gonna have to find space in your office for it now. Because I refuse to return it.” You step forward, find the handle and slip your hands around it taking it from Calum. A small grunt leaves you and then you start to the door, throwing a thanks to Derek.

The lights to the SUV blink and you can hear the locks clicking open as you push open the door to the store. “Wait--what are you doing?” Calum asks.

“Open the trunk please,” you ask.

“Let me do it,” he demands, stepping in close to take the case with the bass now. “What the fuck did you do? Baby, this is expensive.”

“It’s not a Valentine’s Day gift,” you answer again. “Because I love you. On a random Tuesday.”

He gets the instrument safely into the trunk and then closes it, watching dumbly as you climb into the passenger side. He walks to the driver seat and climbs in, taking you gently by the chin. “That was absolutely reckless and unnecessary-- ”

“I am just absolutely reckless and unnecessary then,” you counter, “because I’m not returning it.”

“--but thank you. Thank you so much,” he continues as if you hadn’t interrupted him. “I love you.”

“I love you.” Then it’s silent, as the two of your gaze at each other, watching what could almost be tears well in his eyes, but they don’t fall.

“I don’t know what I did to deserve a person like you, but whatever it was, I’m glad I did it.”

“I’m glad you did it too.” The two of you return home, Duke rushing to the front door as the two of you step through it. Calum safely places the bass in his music room/office and returns shortly after to help you decide on what to order for dinner.

As the two of you settle onto the couch, Calum takes your hand and presses a kiss to teach knuckle. “I’m gonna teach you how to play.”

“You know we’ve done this before.”

“And you were good at it.”

“I was alright at it.”

“It’ll be your bass,” he whispers.

“I bought it for you,” you return tossing your head back to look at him.

He kisses your lips. “Yeah, but it’ll be the one that I teach you to play for real one and it’ll be yours--just as much as it is mine.”

“A true sap,” you laugh, but nod and return your focus back to the TV.

In the week that follows, Calum makes sure to take an hour in the evenings to set you down and pick up on the lessons. They fizzled out as work for the both of you picked up. But now things are a bit more calm. He sits next to you, assessing what you remember from last time and correcting finger placements as needed, but they go smoothly.

When Valentine’s Day does come, Calum pulls you back into bed for just five more minutes of sleep. And five minutes turns into half an hour. But finally you two pull yourself out from the sheets, figure out what to do in the midmorning that results in food being consumed and then you slowly gravitate towards different sections of the house.

There’s still a bit of laundry to be done and Calum takes Duke out for just a little bit. The two of you migrate back together by mid afternoon. He finds you making a quick lunch and presses a kiss to your cheek. You turn to face him, squeezing at his. “I bought some face masks,” he offers. “Care to join me in doing the bare minimum of converting oxygen into carbon dioxide after your lunch?”

“Don’t see how I could pass up such a wonderful offer? You want anything?” He shakes head, mentioning grubbing on some of the leftovers earlier while you took a nap.

With your lunch done and the plates cleaned, you find Calum in the bedroom and let him know you’re ready for the face masks. He shuffles to the bathroom. “I hope I got the right one for you,” he mutters. “I got them forever ago it feels, so who the hell knows what I got.” His laughter is soft as he rummages through the bins under the skin.

“I’ll be in the office,” you tell him and he nods, still pulling bins out. You settle into the couch and spy the green bass still on the stand from yesterday. You pull it into your lap and sling your arm over it. The amp next to you is off, you know but you still pluck away at it as if it were on.

Calum shuffles in a few minutes later. “Um, babe. It’s off.”

You don’t reply but do look up. He holds up three different packages. “Here’s to hoping one of these is worthwhile.” You place your bass back to the stand and take one that sounds like one you’re okay with using. Calum hands you a towel so you can wipe your fingers off after you get it placed onto your face. He helps get it right and then you help him with his and the two of you slip onto the couch, legs entangled and leaning into opposite ends of the couch.

You laugh at Calum’s story as you scroll mindless through app after app. In the boredom you snap a picture of Calum with the face masks on and don’t think too much of it, saving it to the album with all the silly and cute photos of him are--there are tons.

“I mean the sun is a star. Though the ones we see have been dead for a long time.”

Calum taps your leg with his foot. “It was a simple question--to be the sun or the stars. I didn’t ask for this philosophical crisis.”

“Why would it not weigh in your decision! If you’re a star like the ones we see at night, you’re technically already dead. You wanna be dead?” You huff, sitting up.

“I mean, no, but c’mon.”

“It’s a valid thing to consider, that’s all I’m saying!”

He laughs. “Okay, sun or the moon?”

“You first,” you return and just then your alarm on your phone goes off. The two of you shuffle back to the bathroom and take off the masks.

“Moon, maybe,” he counters.

You nod. “Fitting. When should we get started on that recipe of your moms? Is it super involved?”

“Nah, it’s pretty easy. Normal time should be good. I’m going to read outside if you want to join.”

“Maybe in a bit.”

Calum nods, grabbing his book as he passes through the bedroom and the patter of Duke’s claws follow behind him. You go back to the music room, turn on the amp and then actually play a little something. It’s nothing fancy--just the arrangement you put together with Calum as a practice exercise once. You play it for a bit, adding a little flair. When you phone rings, you pause to answer it. You wouldn’t normally, but the number looks semi recognizable so you answer it.

It’s just a scam call and you hang up but then notice some other notifications. Before you realize it, you’re deep into Twitter. You’ve run across the trend of people posting pictures of themselves and their significant others with the caption, The Face Vs The Face Sitting On It. It made you laugh just a little bit at first. And then you kept going down the rabbit hole. Some are silly, most are good pictures.

While it’s not exactly secret that you and Calum are dating, you two don’t post too much. Calum isn’t incline to post on social media in the first place and while you use it a bit more than him, you try not to post too much about him out of respect. However, as you look tap on quote retweet and bring up your photos you think maybe one silly post wouldn’t hurt. So you grab the one of him recently with the face masks and then one of yourself--it’s silly too, a little blurry too in the darkness that it was taken in.

You hit post and watch the likes come in. Then keep scrolling. Eventually you have to put the bass away and peel yourself from the couch to find Calum and see if he’s hungry enough for dinner. Just as you round the corner to the office, you spy him stepping through the glass sliding backdoor. “Hungry?” you ask.

He nods, “Yeah.”

The two of you, with Duke trotting ahead, make your way down the hallway and into the kitchen. “You’re funny,” he states, washing his hands first.

“Thank you. I’ll be here until you kick me out.”

He laughs. “No, the pictures you posted. On Twitter.”

You’re shocked that he noticed it that fast. Normally it took him a bit longer to see silly stuff like that. “Hope you don’t mind.”

“Nah. What I hope you don’t mind is my reply.”

At first you’re nervous. Calum could’ve gone one of two ways--super silly and broke out even worse photos of you possibly not sober or he went super on trend with it and pulled out a photo of you done up for a date night. Not that you preferred one over the other, but sometimes you liked to keep your relationship light on social media. It was easier that way. There wasn’t any real pressure that way. Though the fans seemed to have enjoyed it when you posted more posed and serious content.

You liked to keep it a bit more real. You and Calum didn’t do the whole nine yards a lot--you two were normal people who hated getting out of bed some days and went as well into the afternoon before showering at times and walked Duke and went to doctor’s appointments like everyone does. So you always opted for a bit of a joke, a silly Tweet or photo whenever you could.

“What did you post?” you ask.

He shrugs, taking up the knife to dice the onion. “I’m not telling you.”

You glance at the printed out recipe and get a pan on the aisle over medium heat before pulling out your phone. As you load the app, you listen to the snap of the knife fitting the wooden cutting board. You type Calum’s name and tap onto his profile.

While there’s is silly--I do want to take a moment to show off my favorite person in the world. So here we go, The Face Vs. The Face Sitting On It. Below is attached a picture of him--you snapped while you two were out for lunch one day. The black t-shirt tight around his biceps as he slyly grins into the camera. The lights in the background are just barely in focus of the resturant and Calum’s glancing out of the window next to him. You remember that you were recording him, or at least you thought you were, and told him that he was handsome. Not the first time, but everytime he did, he blushed and turn away. And you captured it here too.

The photo of you is actually one with him in it. The guys got together and did a big family dinner and the two of you posed at Crystal’s request in the slightly matching outfits. You hadn’t intended to match--though black was a staple in both your wardrobes. You were a bit different thanks to the pop of color in your shoes, but in the lighting of the street lamp, you had to admit that you did look hot. The first couple of buttons on your shirt you were undone and with your hands tucked into the pockets, you looked like you owned shit.

“While I hoped that you’d go with something more silly, I will take this,” you finally say.

“That picture is literally my background for a reason,” he returns.

You kiss his cheek and then trace over the stubble with your teeth to his ear. “Can I make a reservation for tonight?”

“The table is reserved for you literally at all times,” he returns in a breathe.

“Good,” you laugh and then glance back to the recipe.

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tg-headcanons · 3 years

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HIDEYOSHI NSFW ALPHABET PLEEEEESE

HORNY HOURS FOR BLONDE BOY this is just hidekane really “partner” is Kaneki

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex): he’s SUPER sweet, the second he’s done he’s already cleaning his partner up and showering them in praise

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s): on himself he likes his arms, he thinks he’s way more jacked than he is. On his partner (cough cough Kaneki) he likes the Kagune. Don’t judge him it’s sexy

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically): he shudders when he does it. It’s sort of cute the way his whole body shows when he finishes

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs): he’s REALLY into kagune. Like disgustingly into kagune. It started with “oh that’s pretty cool biologically” then “hey this is cute” then “hey hypothetically could you jerk me off with your tentacles?” By now he’s gotta accept that the second his man brings out the kagune he’s harder than the SATs

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?): a little. A girl here and there at school or at parties but hasn’t been with anyone in a solid relationship before. He knows what he’s doing when it comes to pace and keeping the mood, and he studies a lot on how his to make his partner feel good just to be sure he does well for them. Honestly he studied what brands of condoms are better or what positions are the easiest on his partner better than he studies for anything he’s ever had a test in

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying): he likes anything really, but different ones have different perks. Butterfly or lotus is great for that sweet, intimate sex with lots of kissing, but doggy is good for getting deep in his partner or when helping him through his heat

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.): he’s constantly joking. Almost every time they fuck he and Ken now have a stupid inside joke. Now whenever someone mentions Cadbury eggs they exchange a look due to That Thing Hide Said After Kaneki Came In Him

H = Heat (what are heats like for them? How do they handle it?): when he becomes a quinx he starts getting them. They’re very mild compared to full a ghoul’s but he’s still got cramps and muscle weakness and The Big Horny. He and Kaneki just go to a hotel and have a whole ass fuckfest for a week. By the time their heats sync up they’ve both got reservations made and the calendar marked. Even though it’s Oof Ouch Cramps they look forward to it since it means they can have a little getaway

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect): he’s very romantic. He keeps things light, but still makes sure his partner knows how much he cares about them

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon): surprisingly, not that often. He used to do it two or three times a week, but since he started dating ken he mostly deals with his urges with him, but will still jerk off if his partner isn’t in the mood or they aren’t together. Those memories of having their lips wrapped around his cock go a long way

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks): he likes having his partner wear something. Ropes, a collar, even a piece of clothing or jewelry. Anything that he put on them or asked them to wear gives him a rush, he loves the feeling of his partner letting him control what on their body. He likes to tease and pamper, why not give them a cute thing to wear while getting their back blown out?

L = Location (favorite places to do the do): hotels. He loves doing it anywhere he can, but there’s something about a fancy room he doesn’t have to think about cleaning all laid out for the two of them to fuck in that can’t be topped

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going): seeing his partner flustered. He’ll tease and praise them until they’re a blushing mess, and at that point he’s raring to go

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs): he can’t be mean. Teasing is fine, maybe a few joking insults, but any actual degradation or role play where he even conceptually crosses a boundary is too far for him. Even if his partner wants it, he’d feel guilty and need to stop

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.): he likes giving a little more just for the opportunity to tease. There’s no feeling quite like having his partner in his mouth just teetering on the edge of climax

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.): he starts excruciatingly slow to let his partner adjust even when he’s sure they’re fine, but once they let him know they can take it he fucks like a rabbit. Call him Lightning McPeen because he is speed

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.): yes. Just yes. He’ll ask over and over if his partner is really okay with it because he doesn’t want to pressure them but DAMN does he want to fuck them somewhere where they might get caught

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.): he’d try anything and everything, but the only thing he worries about is feeling like he’s pressuring his partner. Even if they both completely consent to something, no matter what, he’s going to check with them over and over to be sure they’re really okay with it. Anything is fine as long as he’s given a heads up so he can prepare for it and maybe read up on it to make sure it’s done safely and right

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?): he can go for awhile, Kaneki better watch out. R I P that bussy ayy

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?): he has some bondage rope for the rare occasion he and his partner plan out some rope play, and he has a muzzle. That’s a long story

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease): CONSTANTLY. He will make his partner beg without even telling them to, he’s good at teasing

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.): mostly some deep moans, but he can get a little giggly sometimes. It’s not uncommon for him to give a few excited chuckles when things are getting heated

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character): for Kaneki’s first heat, he was given a cage muzzle to stop him from biting a chunk out of Hide. They used it. Then they didn’t stop. It’s surprisingly hot to muzzle his boyfriend, he looks cute muzzled like an obedient puppy and he likes giving that control to Hide. Whenever they’re looking to spice up their time together, their first thought is always that

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes): I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again: Hide Is hung like a fucking centaur. 8 inches and thick, he can kill god with that

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?): more or less average, but with his partner he’s of course going to be more likely to be turned on

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards): not too fast. He’s always awake enough to give aftercare, and cuddles for awhile before passing out

#tokyo ghoul #hidekane #ken kaneki #hideyoshi nagachika #tokyo ghoul headcanon #notsfw alphabet #notsfw

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youre-deadangel · 3 years

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nsfw alphabet|b.barnes

summary; a, b, c, d, e, f, g, i want to fuck bucky.

genre; smut

pairing; bucky barnes x reader

warnings!; SMUT 18+, body worship, knife play, praise kink, spitting, sergeant kink

author’s note; happy birthday bucky barnes.

word count; 1.2k words.

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

After sex, Bucky is extremely sweet and caring. The Winter Soldier persona compared to him after rearranging your guts is like two different people.

He can go from fucking you so hard you think you see the gods themselves to bathing you and making sure you're not hurt. “You okay doll? I didn't mean to go so rough.”🥴

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

Two words. Metal arm. Need I say more?

Bucky is thighs man. Seeing you in thigh high socks and a short skirt is the easiest way to make hard. Also, let him fuck your thighs.

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

Bucky cums so much. Probably from him being deprived of pussy for so long. He loves to breed you whenever you fuck and cover you in his cum. He'll usually ask where you want it. If you say your tits, just expect a whole load of cum on you tits, face and in your mouth.

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

Bucky can't help but groan whenever you call him Sargent. The moment the sweet words leave you, whether sexual or not, his cock twitches in his pants. There's just something about the way you say it that turns him on.

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

Bucky was clapping cheeks in the 40’s, this man pulled bitches left and right. He's had his fair share of pussy and knows exactly how to pleasure his lovers.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

Cowgirl, having you on top taking control makes him weak. Seeing your gorgeous figure above him and the sound of your wet pussy grinding against his cock is enough to make him cum quickly.

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

Sex with Bucky isn't really goofy. With sex their always hiccups like starting your period a little too soon or putting it in the wrong whole. It's natural, sex isn't always serious. Whenever these little things happen you two breakout laughing. It makes Bucky feel very human.

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

Bucky is waxed. He's been growing out ever since he's been free though. Every once in a while he’ll shave or was it all off again.

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

Buck's not exactly on for romance. He’d rather just treat you like a fucking slut than carry on with the rest of his day. Occasionally, like if it's an anniversary, he’ll be more romantic.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

Bucky jerks off a regular amount. He looks at pictures or videos you sent him, hell he’ll even watch videos he filmed of you two to jerk off. Since he's always either on the run or on a job he often finds himself jerking off when he gets a moment alone.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

Sargent kink, power play, knife kink, choking, slight BDSM, temperature play, degradation, praise kink and body worship. There's more but, those are the main ones.

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

Your bedroom, his bedroom, Steves bedroom, the kitchen, the car, an alleyway. As long as he can fuck you he’ll do it.

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

You, especially you in cute skirts and stockings. Seeing your pretty ass prance around with the team and friends while you're wearing an outfit like this drives him nuts.

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

Bucky will never put you in actual danger. It took him forever to use his metal arm on you. He was terrified he'll kill you. If his arm is ever glitchy, he immediately swears off using it until he's sure it's fixed.

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

This man is a master at eating you out. The way his tongue attacks your clit and the way he sucks on it so gently while he plunges his metal fingers deep inside of you is too much. He loves watching you crumble because of his tongue multiples times a night.

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

Rough and fast, have you met the man?

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

Bucky just wants your pussy. Anytime, anyplace. You guys have a mission to be on in an hour? He's fucking you in the nearest alley. Gotta an event to get to? He’ll be hiking up your dress around your thighs in the nearest bathroom.

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

Bucky has fucked you in the middle of a meeting. No one noticed either, well at least that's what you thought at first. Sam kept giving you and Bucky a knowing smirk and Wanda had a flustered look on her face the whole time.

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

The super-soldier serum does wonder. 5-6 rounds. 40 minutes each. I HOPE you have a wheelchair ready.

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

Does his arm count? I think it does. A few vibrators all with different purposes, ropes, handcuffs, candles and special knives.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

Bucky is the worst when it comes to teasing. He knows how easy it is to get your panties soaked and he uses that to his advantage. Soft touches, barely noticeable grinding, his “innocent” words, and his entire flirty persona. It wrecks you.

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

Bucky just grunts and groans. He'll dirty talk like a mother fucker though. He'll be plowing you into oblivion and whisper the dirtiest things he can think of.

“Why're you running princess? Dick too much?”

“You asked for this, you fucking slut.”

“Don’t fucking cry, take it.”

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

Play dress up. Wearing a similar uniform to the one he used to wear or his tactical gear will have you pinned to a wall in seconds.

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

Yeah HYDRA had a knock off serum but, it basically had the same effects. Bucky was already big before the serum and afterwards!? 9 ½ sometimes it even seems like he's 10. Also thick but, not thick like Steve. Just enough to make you wince when you first pushes in.

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

Bucket hasn't gotten pussy in like 70 years....he’ll nut if you blow on his ear you better bend that ass over quickly!

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

Buck's old and he's tired. He falls asleep relatively fast after aftercare. You'll cuddle together and soon enough he'll be sound asleep in your arms.

#youre-deadangel writings #youre-deadangel #the falcon and the winter soldier #falcon and the winter soldier spoilers #falcon and the winter soldier

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junnibook · 3 years

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•Dabi nsfw alphabet •

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A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

after care? lucky if he even stays, what’s that trend when dabi only calls when he’s high. yeah its one of those moments, simply because he doesn’t need a FULL relationship right now, get it.

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

he’s a ass and thigh guy, likes to leaving stinging hand prints and marks. if he sees them fade he’ll just make new ones, and if he sees some that aren’t from him, prepared to be covered in his marks.

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

likes to paint you white with cum, he also likes when you swallow his cum down. DO NOT I REPEAT DO NOT SPIT HIS CUM OUT. he’ll start all the way over with so much force that it’ll hurt to talk for a week or more. his cum is a gift take.

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

he doesn’t have any, he’s did and told you everything you need to know. he’s not holding back. if he wants to do it he will and takes pride in telling you.

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

A LOT, your most def not his first. he’s had several hookups. your just lucky that he keeps coming to you and not changing it to some other girl. but it can be a good thing or a bad thing that he’s attached.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

any that puts him in complete control and any that gets him deepest into you. his go to is the mating press. he won’t leave cum in you unless your on the pill. condoms make him annoyed and he doesn’t want another dabi running around following in his foot steps.

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

i think maybe a few teasing ones laced with a soft degrading. something like. “look who’s take my dick like a slut, ha you must really want it” not actually funny but it tickles his throat in a way.

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

he doesn’t shave and don’t ask him too because he still won’t, why should he have to? is what he would ask. “worry about the dick and not the hair”

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

yea no, not at all. wait no he might kiss your forehead MIGHT that’s his way of saying “i don’t hate you “

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

when ever he feels like he needs to get off he’s on the way to you, he wants two things from you while on the way. one the door unlocked because he’ll be damned if he has to knock on a door, he’ll start fires if its not and two, you better prepared to take him.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

dom/sub, degrading kink, worship kink {when you worship him} , public sex , public humiliation, thigh kink, quirk play, biting, marking.

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

anywhere he pleases, he doesn’t care who sees him, he’s up for putting on a damn good show. you better put on your best face because he isn’t hiding it.

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

when you send him sexy photos and text him “slutty “ things, he’s also into the innocent looks, even more if your a virgin. he likes the idea or tainting the ‘angels’ so if your innocent and still do those things he’s already at your doo hard and ready.

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

not into that daddy shit, he doesn’t wanna be a daddy. but he’ll gladly be a master. he’s not into being sub, doesn’t matter how dominant you THINK you are he’s always going to be the more dominant.

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

won’t eat the cat on regular days, you gotta earn that tongue piercing, but loves when he gets to throat fuck you, stretching your little throat brings him so much pleasure.

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

he’s always rough and fast, he doesn’t care to be gentle and he also has a habit of fucking his frustration into you, great but rough always. your going to NEED a safe word. hopefully he hears it.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

even his quickies are rough, he mostly has them when he has a job he needs to be done but randomly gets horny, he’ll fuck you while on duty depending on how big it is. if he’s driving places he won’t fuck you there but right after.

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

fucking you out side is a risk and he absolutely loves it, the feeling of getting caught makes him want to fuck you even more. fucking you deeply into the walls where people can hear you moan out. yea he loves that.

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

depending on his mood, he can last 2-6 rounds tops. some can be non stop some can give you a breather all because he doesn’t wanna have you passing out on him.

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

hand cuffs, that’s it you won’t need them literally. he’s got it all covered. TRUST YOU WON’T NEED IT.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

SUCH A FUCKING TEASE. he likes to tease you before giving you anything, have you begging for his dick, “my little whore wants my dick does she “ he rubs your dripping opening with his tip.

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

he grunts and groan, loves when you moan his name, he hates when you whine. don’t whine for a long time it annoys him, or do, what ever floats your boat.

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

absolutely loves anal. the tighter the better he says.

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

above average and thick with ladder piercings going down his dick. he’s proud of his member 100 percent his favorite body part.

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

it’s in between. he would’ve been horny always if he wasn’t always doing jobs. but he’s right at your place an hour after he’s finished just because he can fuck his frustrations out.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

maybe it depends on you, if he can trust you than he’ll sleep there but if he’s guessing your trust than he’ll leave when you sleep or awake doesn’t matter t him.

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thanks for reading and ask box is always open.

#anime #im sorry it sucks #anime ask #x reader #ask #likecommentshare #naruto shippuden #haikyuu!!#mha #naruto #mha dabi #dabi x y/n #dabi smut #yandere dabi

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mudhorn-djarin19 · 3 years

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Frankie “Catfish” Morales - NSFW Alphabet

Here are my headcanons/ideas I’ll be using for Frankie “Catfish” Morales in any fics I write that include him. Hope you enjoy~! Warnings: piv sex, unprotected sex, oral sex, kink mentions Written with a x f!reader perspective Link for my masterlist Join my taglist via here! A = Aftercare (What they’re like after sex) Frankie is the king of aftercare. He’ll make sure he didn’t hurt you in any way if were more rough during a round, will run to the bathroom afterwards to get a washrag to clean you both off and then cuddle you for hours on end, giving you kisses and telling you how good you were.

B = Body part (Their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s) Frankie likes his hands/fingers. He uses them a lot from his previous job and current job. He thinks they are strong and he likes how easy he can get you to come undone just by using them. On you he likes your tits and ass. He loves to grab handfuls of them when making out or having sex. Smacking you ass a little when in passing too sometimes.

C = Cum (Anything to do with cum basically) Frankie loves to see you wearing his cum. Whether on your face, stomach or hell even inside you. Just seeing you have his “mark” on you puts a big smirk on his face.

D = Dirty Secret (Pretty self-explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs) Frankie gets really turned on by seeing you filled with his cum. He doesn’t necessarily have a breeding kink but loves to know how well he fills you up. He eased into telling you this eventually though. He also really wants to fuck your ass but is unsure how you’ll feel about it so holds off on saying anything as it’s not for everyone.

E = Experience (How experienced are they? Do they know what they’re doing?) Frankie’s up there in age. He isn’t as young as he used to be and he’s made his way around in the day (still did until you). Plus he’s got a baby. He’s very experienced and definitely knows what he is doing. He knows the ropes and some.

F = Favorite Position (This goes without saying) The basic missionary so he can take charge and look at you. But cowgirl is a close second. Watching you ride him, your tits bounce, still being able to look at you and etc.

G = Goofy (Are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous, etc) He usually tries to stay serious in the moment but on occasion he can be silly causing you both to laugh. He’s got a goofy personality in him so of course it’s bound to come out at times.

H = Hair (How well groomed are they, does the carpet match the drapes, etc.) He’s not bare down there but he tries to keep it trimmed as much as he can.

I = Intimacy (How are they during the moment, romantic aspect…) Frankie’s a big ole softie so he is super romantic in the moment. Caressing you, whispering praises to you, kissing every inch of your body he can and so much more.

J = Jack Off (Masturbation headcanon) Frankie jacks off a lot. He’s gotta get his fix somehow when away on weekend trips with the boys, or when you’re out of town to visit family/friends. It doesn’t feel as good as fucking you but… whatever works.

K = Kink (One or more of their kinks) Frankie likes to edging. Not for himself but to do to you. He also likes biting, you giving him a little nip sends shivers down his spine. He isn’t opposed to bondage either.

L = Location (Favorite places to do the do) Frankie prefers the bed or couch mostly as they are softier areas for his already aching back but he’ll honestly do it wherever. He’s not picky.

M = Motivation (What turns them on, gets them going) You. You get him going. Just everything about you turns him on. He is so infatuated with you. But aside from that… you caressing his inner thighs and crotch, whispering dirty things to him in his ear, kissing on that sweet spot on his neck…

N = NO (Something they wouldn’t do, turn-offs) He doesn’t want to do anything to hurt you or leave marks. He also doesn’t want to share you. Your his and only his.

O = Oral (Preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc) Frankie loves watching you go down on him. He loves feeling your tongue and warm breath on his cock. As well as looking down and seeing you take him fully, tears falling from your eyes. As for giving you oral he loves to do that as well. Teasing you with his just tongue and tasting your sweet juices.

P = Pace (Are they fast and rough? Slow and sensual? etc.) He prefers slow and sensual but on occasions you guys switch it up to rough and fast. He likes to take his time with you. Feel you, caress you, let you feel him and just be with you in the moment.

Q = Quickie (Their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex, how often, etc.) Frankie is always down to have sex. Even if it’s a quickie. He knows what gets you off and you know what gets him off. He’d prefer to have proper sex that lasts longer but when in the mood and can’t do so… a quickie is just fine by him.

R = Risk (Are they game to experiment, do they take risks, etc.) He’s open to experimenting and trying new things but he doesn’t want to hurt you in any form so he is only willing to go so far. It takes a lot of convincing him to do certain things.

S = Stamina (How many rounds can they go for, how long do they last…) He can last a round or two.On rare occasions more. He’s up there in age now so gets tired and sore easily. Also the wear on his body from being in the military has gotten to him.

T = Toy (Do they own toys? Do they use them? On a partner or themselves?) He didn’t have any he used until you came along.The most used one is your vibrator but he is always open to using more if you want to.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease) He teases fairly often. Usually just to get a rile out of you and make you flustered. He likes to tease and see how easily he can get you worked up and wanting him. Which is… fairly easy.

V = Volume (How loud they are, what sounds they make) Frankie’s not too loud or talkative. He’ll mumble praises here and there to you but he doesn’t run his mouth a ton. As for his moans he keeps them pretty low too. He likes to be quiet, savor the moment and hear your sounds instead.

W = Wild Card (Get a random headcanon for the character of your choice) Frankie is a dominant person but he’s also very soft. He likes to take charge but still be gentle and loving with you.

X = X-Ray (Let’s see what’s going on in those pants) Frankie’s a little bit above average in size. Around 7 inches.

Y = Yearning (How high is their sex drive?) He’s got a fairly high sex drive. Always willing to go whenever and wherever. And the simplest things get him turned on.

Z = ZZZ (… how quickly they fall asleep afterward) He falls asleep fairly soon afterwards. Not like right away but maybe within the hour. He’s an older man and been through some shit that’s worn on his body. What do you expect.

#frankie morales x reader #frankie morales x you #frankie catfish morales x reader #frankie catfish morales x you #frankie morales #frankie catfish morales #triple frontier #fanfic #ao3 #pedro pascal

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starr-fall-knight-rise · 3 years

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Emp-Ire, “Patriot.”

Still working and am still in a bit of a writing slump.

I have only been able to write the very few things that REALLY interest me right now. So thank you for your patience with me going off on the occasional tangent, ok maybe more often then not going off on a tangent, but thanks anyway :)

A crisp morning breeze needled his skin, the icy tendrils causing goosebumps to break out over Adam’s bare chest and shoulders. Overhead a layer of dismal grey clouds blocked the sky over an alien landscape.

He was so tired.

And he hurt.

All around him other bodies shifted in the cool morning air, and he would have sworn he could see their breath puffing out in great gouts of steam, though that might just have been his imagination. He was so cold, what the hell was wrong with wearing a shirt, or at least some real pants.

But no, apparently pants were reserved for those who earned them, everyone else was relegated to nothing better than short leather skirts, or underwear which he found mildly infuriating. Even some compression shorts would have been nice. Another cold breeze ran past him and he crossed his arms over his chest palms pressed flat over his freezing nipples in hopes that by warming them up they wouldn’t just fall off.

Also his toes were numb, courtesy of the sandals he was wearing.

Looking around him, he could see that the other men and women didn’t appear to be nearly as cold as he was, in fact, they were probably being kept nice and warm by the sheer awesomeness of their big manly muscles or something.

Standing in a line with all of them he felt like the awkward nerd kid trying out for the football team. Each and every last one of them had washboard abs, or similar since genetics is more kind to some than to others.

And then there was him.

Chicken chest, noodle arm bastard that he was, with only the faint line of abs hanging out waiting for the moment he flexed intentionally to pretend his abs were bigger than they actually were. He hunched his shoulders just a bit, feeling very very small in comparison.

“Hey, how are you doing? Looking good everyone, looking good…. Hey…. hey.”

Adam lifted his head just in time to watch Ramirez strut up like he owned the damn place turning heads with the sheer gravity of his confidence.

He walked up to stand Next to Adam, “Fuck you, dude.”

“What?”

“How can you do that?”

“Do what?”

“Strut up like you and I aren’t literally the most pathetic people here.”

Ramirez patted him on the shoulder, “Confidence is key my friend. If you pretend to be awesome, soon you’ll believe it and eventually it will be. Self fulfilling prophecy and all of that. The mind is a powerful tool. Also chicks dig confidence.”

“What about men?”

“Them too, I don’t discriminate.” he held his arms out wide, “Everyone could do with a little bit of Ramirez in their life.” He looked at Adam pointedly, “How about you?” He flexed, “Want some of this.”

Adam snorted, paused and then said, “You know what, if I swung that way, sure.”

Ramirez put his hand over his chest, “That is probably the nicest thing you ever said to me. But the Ramirez is an open door and I open both ways.”

“You’re not a swinging door, you're a revolving door.”

“What the hell does that mean?”

“I don’t know man, it just sounded good. But if you were a door, you would also open from the bottom up, I just couldn’t think of an object that opened on both the x, y and z axises.”

He tapped his chin, “Gotta love how my morning has mostly involved being compared to a door, besides I don’t open to just anyone, I am age restricted, and no pets allowed.”

Adam grimaced, “Gross.”

“No I am not gross, if I was pet friendly THAT would be gross.”

Adam paused, “How about…. aliens ?”

Ramirez shrugged, “If it’s sentient, I Will try anything once. You kno, can’t knock it till you've tried it.”

It was at this moment that Adam became acutely aware that they were the only ones talking. They may have been speaking rather quietly, but at some point the other men and women had stopped speaking. He paused and turned his head to look. Ramirez’s voice faded off into the silence as the two of them turned to find a tall, heavily muscled woman standing before them. Her hair was tied back and her midriff was bare. She carried a spear in one hand and a shield in the other, and she waited very pointedly for the two of them to stop talking.

The look on her face could have coagulated his blood in his veins.

He shrunk back.

She walked up, looked at the two of them and her face pulled into an expression of disgust.

“Flabby.” She announced smacking Ramirez in the thigh with her spear. He yelped and grabbed his leg, “Soft.” The spear jabbed Adam in the belly driving the wind from his boy, “Pathetic,” She announced, “No weakness, not on my island.” She jabbed at him again and, on instinct, Adam caught the haft of the spear.

He knew pretty immediately he had made a mistake as her eyes widened, and then he was slammed to the dirt head ringing from the metal of the shield on his skull.

He groaned and rubbed at his head.

“Thank you for volunteering.”

Adam didn’t know what he had just volunteered for, but it sounded like he wasn’t going to like it very much.

As it turns out.

He was right.

She announced immediately that they were going to play a game. He thought that seemed weird for the biggest badasses this side of fake Greece but ok. But it turned out her idea of a game was just a fun way of saying I am going to make you regret you ever lived.

They were the wolves, he was the rabbit. He had a two minute head start, and then they would chase him. If he got caught, they were allowed to beat him up for a few minutes, and then he got another two minutes head start.

This lasted all morning.

About two or three hours. He couldn't tell by the end.

He had never been so exhausted in his life, andhe thought training with the Drev had been hard.

By the end he determined that they were about the same amount of hard, but the Drev didn’t do nearly as much Running. Towards the end his two minute head start counted for almost nothing, and he was in a nearly continual state of getting the shit kicked out of him. Ramirez huffed and puffed at the back of the pack like the big bad wolf had asthma.

And Adam threw up…. Three times.

Three times.

By the time it was over he was covered in bruises and could barely walk. He thought, like during training, they would get a lunch break or something, but nope by the end of the day they were back to the sandy training field where it was either, wrestling, bare knuckle boxing, sparring, or some other ungodly torture.

There was no stopping.

Occasionally, they were allowed to kneel on the dirt and have something to eat. He wasn't sure what the spartans had eaten back in the day, but this looked like meals clearly prepared by people who studied the science of getting jacked. Mostly protein and vegetables. Whatever drink they were using was some kind of water, but cut with something else he couldn’t have been sure about, probably electrolytes.

Either way he had a hard time keeping it down.

Ramirez on the other hand was part of the passing out gang.

The two of them together barely made a functioning human. And by the end of the day they crawled themselves back to what constituted as the barracks, which was just one long building with mats laid out on the floor. He was so tired that he slept like a log through the entire night until they were woken up to do it again the next day. He slept whenever he could, using anyone and anything as a pillow.

He became way more intimately familiar with Ramirez than he had ever wanted to be but at that point he was too tired to give much of a shit. Even Ramirez was too tired to say anything sarcastic or inappropriate.

He honestly couldn't have said how long they were there, every day seemed to bleed into the next with only the changing of the weather and the night to let him know anything was going on at all.

The change in himself was so gradual that he barely even noticed until one day…

“SHIELD WALL!”

Adam and Ramirez raced forward interlocking their shields with the group of men and women before them. Others piled up behind bracing their spears over the shoulders of their comrades.

“Remember the wall is only as strong as its weakest member!”

Across from them a group of other trainees raced forward and slammed against their shield wall.

Adam and Ramirez shouted their exertion.

“Push back!”

They pulled back slightly and then drove forward shoving the other recruits back and to the ground tossing a few of them bodily three or four feet back.

“BRACE!”

They returned to their interlocking position, spears bristling outward like some sort of demonic porcupine.

They did that exercise once or twice more until ordered to break off, separating into individual units which charged the other groups' spears raised.

Adam Batted another combatant’s shield aside, slammed his shoulder into the man’s chest, kicked another oncoming from the left, dodging out of the way as Ramirez covered him from the right with a sharp jab of his spear which caught another woman by the bottom of the shield and sent her deflecting to the right.

They clashed on the training field for a good half hour of continual battle, when another group of fresh, armored combatants charged them. He was tired, but as the enemy charged inward, he shook it off, roared a battle cry and charged them.

“Shields!” He ordered without thinking, and a small group of remaining fighters bunched up with him and Ramirez. They managed their wall right before the new combatants hit, “PUSH!” And with a massive have they threw them back, causing them to trip over one another. They broke their wall to take on the remaining group now fractured.

Adam went straight down the middle with Ramirez guarding his back chagrin at the armored combatants.

They were fresh, and Adam had the distinct impression that they were also not trainees.

Three of their number had already gone down under the onslaught, but he brought up his spear, knocked the shield to the side and tagged the other man with a glancing blow in the throat. He staggered away holding his neck. He spun left clobbering a woman with his shield. Ramirez cut past him stabbing straight down the middle and catching another one straight in the breastplate.

Two more of their number went down to the right.

There was no way they could make an effective shield wall now.

One more went down on their right.

Ramirez went to his knees shield held up before Adam, who used the shielding to strike past with his spear.

Ramirez ducked and Adam leaped over him crashing into another line of men shield on one side spear on the other.

The man before him went crashing to the dirt. He caught incoming strikes simultaneously and ducked under both allowing Ramirez to take one while he dealt with the other. They were split off from each other in the confusion and he didn’t see what happened as he was blindsided by another shield.

The power in that was awful, and he went flying back at least two feet staggering until he skidded in the sand and regained himself. The armored man came charging at him with a roar, and they clashed shields again. The other man was clearly stronger, though not by much. Adam strained against him, feet digging into the dirt before suddenly slacking and rolling off to the side.

It nearly caught the other man off his guard, but he was good, and caught himself before he could fall forward.

Adam snarled as they exchanged a flurry of blows. All the other combatants had backed off so the two of them could fight. He advanced pushing the other man back, though it seemed impossible that he would be able to score a hit, the other man was just too fast. It went on for a while.

Adam got tagged in the right hip, but kept fighting, it was nothing compared to the beating he had received only yesterday. He cut in again slamming his shield against the other man to throw him off balance. It didn’t do it as well as he had hoped, but for a split second he saw an opening. He would have to time it perfectly.

It was probably as much luck as it was skill that he managed to pass the spear through the little hole between the shield and man scoring a long cut across the man’s left bicep. As soon as he did someone shouted the halt, and he froze in palace.

The man before him lowered his shield and pulled off his helmet to reveal.

The King!

Adam stepped back in shock, quickly raising his spear in salute.

“Sir!”

The man smiled grimly turning to look down at his bleeding arm. He turned back to look at Adam, “Exhausted, training all day, and you still managed to cut me, I think that is a good sign.”

The entire field was returning to rest position.

Ramirez climbed out from under his shield, dazed but somehow unscathed.

“How long have you been with us now, two months maybe more.”

“I can’t remember.”

“Two months of improvement I think, and today many of these men proved themselves worthy of being real soldiers….” He turned to look at Adam, “How about yourself, what do you think you deserve?”

Adam planted his spear against the ground, “I’m still standing aren’t I.”

James, the king of sparta, laughed, “Spoken like a true Spartan.” He turned to look at the others, “I tend to agree with your assessment.” He waved a hand at those who are still standing, which included Ramirez, to Ramirez’s evident surprise.

He looked down at himself then around then grinned nodding as if it was very obvious he deserved to be there.

Adam smiled slightly.

He supposed he did.

And now that he realized it the two of them didn’t look at all out of place in comparison to the other men and women there. He stood up straighter, “Thank you, sir.”

“Just right in time then. We set out for Argos tonight, one last test before I let you go.”

The men and women raised their spears to thor king.

***

It felt good, almost familiar, with a cloak fluttering at his back, a spear in hand and a helmet on his head. Granted it was almost nothing like the Drev, but it still felt good enough that he could forgive it. He was, in fact, very proud of his accomplishment as he now stood on the rocky outcrop next to the King of the Neospartans and an entourage of warriors, his sandals feet rested hard against stone and a bare wind tugged at the red plume on the top of his helmet, the same wind that caused the red cloak to flutter behind him in the breeze.

“What is in Argos?” He wondered allowed, not entirely sure if he was allowed to ask, but curious enough to risk it.

James looked down at him from the pinnacle of rock, “You know we dislike the New Athenians?”

Adam nodded “Yeah…. About that, is it just tradition… or…”

James shook his head, “No, nothing like that. We would be fine working with them. This is a real place with real people who have their own real beliefs. It isn’t just some elaborate LARP. No, I was here when this colony started, and there was no difference between us and the New Athenians but after a while there rose some… disagreements.”

Adam tilted his head, “And what disagreements are those?”

“Moral disagreements. I am a patriot, admiral. I may be the king of Sparta, but I was also born on earth and am a True believer in the unity of the GA. Division Will only weaken us. But there are factions among the New Athenians who don’t believe the same, which would be fine. I understand a group of people who disagree with the current political system. That should be allowed by all means, but the way they are going about it is just wrong.”

“What do you mean.”

“They Are supplying information, weapons, and lodging to rebel forces who wish to destroy the GA and everything it stands for. They aren't just doing it through protests and reforms, but through violence, and hurting innocent people. They don’t care how they win as long as they do, and that is something I cannot abide. I have on good authority that some of them are working with Kree operatives and anti-alliance forces to plan assassinations against key members of government.”

Adam’s eyes widened in shock, “Really!, than why haven't we heard about this.”

James shook his head, “Despite their radical ideals, they are a very small and mostly powerless group who don’t pose much of a threat to GA members themselves. In fact, most of them are all bark and no bite. I figure that it's my job to keep my little slice of the galaxy clean, and I have managed it so far.”

Adam shook his head in surprise…. “So the Oracle….”

James nodded, “She recognized you, and likely sent you here in hopes that we would kill you for being spies, which we have done before. She honestly should have killed you herself, but the New Athenians don’t like to get their hands dirty, they like to keep their hands clean and let others do their dirty work.”

He turned to look at Adam, “Based on my studies, you are an important piece in an intergalactic chess game, holding the GA together with a volatile humanity.” He turned his head back to stare out at the horizon, “Like I said, protests, petitions, and legislation is all well and good, but as soon as your course starts to hurt innocent people you lose my sympathy. You are no longer the heroic rebel, but you are a blight and you must be stamped out.”

The fire in the man’s golden eyes was enough to make Adamstand back a little.

“I see.”

“I am glad you do, you need to see what goes on at the small scale. You need to know that there are people here fighting for you and your ideals. You built what the GA is today, whether on purpose or not, and that is something I intend to uphold.” He pointed downwards, “And we are going to start here.”

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Trunks NSFW Alphabet?

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

Trunks is a total sweetie. He’ll get a washcloth to clean you up, water so you’ve quenched your thirst and he’ll just hold you close and cuddle you afterwards. The man is very into pillowtalk and he just wants to snuggle with you so much. He very much enjoys the intimacy that comes with the aftercare.

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

Trunks probably loves his hair the most. Sure, it changes from time to time, but it’s a pretty big source of pride for himself. He knows it really suits him, even if it does change. He thanks his mother’s genes for the luscious hair, instead of the gravity defying hair his father has.

On his partner, Trunks definitely enjoys tits. He’s a boob man, and he loves resting his head on your chest and having you play with his hair and just praise him. He’s very big on smiles as well. It just makes him feel so soothed.

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

While Trunks is part Saiyan, I don’t think he has such a huge breeding kink. He does enjoy a very good creampie, but he’s just as satisfied with cumming on your tits, face or ass. He just loves seeing you painted up with his seed.

As for making you cum, he enjoys watching you come undone. It’s one of his favorite things in the whole word. It’s just so sexy, and the way you pant and plead, it gets him so worked up.

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

Before he got with you, he thought about you often. He’d lie in bed at night and pleasure himself to dirty thoughts of you. He loved fantasizing how you would suck his cock and how you would ride him. Now that you are together, he shares the fantasies with you and you love to reenact them.

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

He wasn’t the most experienced, but he is definitely a quick learner. He’s very attentive to your body language and you don’t mind talking about the things that you love. In bed, he listens and watches you react. It’s one of his favorite things about having sex.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

Trunks is pretty vanilla and he absolutely loves missionary. It’s close contact, intimate and it can turn into so many different positions from there if you both should choose. It’s really fun for him to have you tits pressed up against his chest as he slowly moves in and out of you.

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

Trunks might crack a dirty joke or two, but for the most part he is pretty romantic and serious. Sex is something he likes to immerse himself into, but he also understands that it can be fun and sometimes there are funny things that happen as well. If you get a leg cramp or something like that, you both might break out in laughter.

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

So, Trunks has light hair from the bottom of his stomach going down towards his genitals. The carpet matches the drapes, which is seriously no surprise. Have you seen the man’s hair? He likes to keep himself clean and trimmed for you and also himself. It feels better that way.

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

Like stated above, Trunks is generally pretty romantic and intimate with you during the act. He loves caressing you, holding you close and making out with you. It just feels so good when you’re both into it and praising each other. Sometimes, he gets a little rough, but it’s not often. Other times, he may be a little more playful.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

He used to masturbate a lot before you were together, but now he does it less. Whenever he’s got the craving or you’re away for some time, he’ll probably have a fleshlight or something to fuck. He just loves sex a lot, and masturbation is no exception for Trunks.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

So, besides the small breeding kink that most Saiyan men have, Trunks is very into lingerie and blindfolds. He loves the way you look in lingerie, and to him it’s like unwrapping a present. You look so sexy and it’s just so damn hot! Blindfolds heighten the senses, and if you blow him while he’s blindfolded, he’s going to cum so fucking fast.

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

He’s not opposed to having sex in different places, but he most definitely loves having sex at home in bed. It’s just romantic, intimate and he can take his time. It’s just so nice to have a place of your own where you can just get down and dirty together without any distractions or interruptions.

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

With Trunks, it doesn’t take too much. If you whisper in his ear, and he feels your breath on his neck. If you lean over him and grab onto his inner thigh. If you give him that “fuck me” look. You just need to show him that you’re interested. You gotta tell him subtly sometimes, but if you just tell him straight up, he enjoys that too. It’ll get the blood pumping quickly.

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

Trunks doesn’t like doing anything involving feces or urine, but he’s almost down for anything else. As long as he has your consent, he’s going to try it with you. You both like certain things, but there are some things you’ve both tried that you don’t enjoy. Some of those things include hitting(not spanking), urine play and rape fantasies, which you’ve both concluded aren’t for you at all.

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

Trunks is like his father in this aspect, and he’s a huge pillow prince. He loves it if you tie your hair up and go down on him. Wrap your lips around his cock and deep throat this man. He will fall deeper in love with you every time you suck him off. It’s just one of his favorite things.

On the other hand, Trunks adores going down on you too. He’ll make you cum over and over until you’re begging him to stop. It’s so good though.

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

Most of the time, Trunks is very sensual and loving. He loves to take his time with you, making you cum a lot and just caressing you and enjoying your body. Sometimes, if he’s feeling pent up, he’ll fuck you raw, hard and fast. You won’t see it coming, but you’ll love it just the same.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

Trunks loves quickies. They are fast, fun and messy from time to time. He loves surprising you by rubbing his crotch into your ass while you’re doing something, and this is instantly what sets you both off. He’ll moan in your ear and he’ll pick you up, throw you on the desk or table and he’ll start undressing you. These happen often, but he loves taking his time too when he has the time.

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

He enjoys experimenting with you. Risks are taken when you both have consented to it, and the next time you’re intimate, you try the new thing. Trunks likes to tease you and stimulate you in public sometimes too, just to see you react. He finds it sexy when you suppress your moans.

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

Trunks could last so long. He would fuck you for hours and hours, making you cum in all kinds of different ways. It would be so sexy, but so tiring. He just goes with what you’re comfortable with that night. He could go for many rounds as well, and his refractory period is almost non existent.

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

You and Trunks like to go to the sex store together to buy all kinds of toys. Whether it be a vibrator or a plug, or sometimes he likes to buy things that he can use to tease you like vibrating panties or handcuffs. He loves using a vibrator on your clit while he pounds himself into you. If you use the vibrator on him, he’ll cum very quickly.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

Trunks is huge on teasing. He loves seeing you become all hot and bothered, and when you pout or beg him to go on, he just relishes in those reactions. It’s so sexy to watch you become frustrated only for Trunks to make you fall over the edge over and over and over and over...

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

He’s a fairly vocal lover. He likes to let you know how much he loves it. He’ll talk dirty to you as well, and he’ll grunt and moan. When he cums, he’s a little louder and it’s very sexy. It’s breathy, pleading and just such a wonderful sound.

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

Trunks enjoys it when you stimulate his prostate sometimes, and he’s not ashamed of it either. It’s just something that makes him cum so quick, and you enjoy watching him squirm and whine while you jerk him off and stimulate him.

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

He’s got a thick cock, it’s about seven inches and has a slight curve to it. His balls are perfect as well, and the man is just well built underneath it all. He’s a nice mix of leanness and muscles. He’s absolutely gorgeous.

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

It’s pretty high, but it doesn’t really interfere with his life. He likes to have a healthy sex life, but he doesn’t want it to take over and ruin things in life. He enjoys habitual sex, but he’s also into spontaneous quickies.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

Trunks will make sure you are asleep first before he holds you close and closes his eyes. He’ll fall asleep not too long afterwards.

#writing #reader requested #anon requested #future trunks x you #future trunks x reader #future trunks x y/n #future trunks spicy alphabet #future trunks smut #dragon ball #dragon ball z #dragon ball smut #dragon ball z smut

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and may i request nsfw alphabet for mirko💕💓💝💞💓💘💝💖💕💓💘💝💗💞 she is just soooo perfect, i cannot get enough of her💞ʕづ•ᴥ•ʔづ♡

♡ Yandere Miruko NSFW Alphabet ♡

I love this 💕💝💗💓 I am a mindless simp

(Fem!darling)

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex) ♡

Rumi is the queen of aftercare. She always makes sure you’re alright. She’s give you kisses all over your face and body, praising you as much as she can. She wants to show you how proud she is of you and how good you are for her. If you haven’t gotten stockholm syndrome yet, she’ll make sure to praise you even more.

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

Rumi loves everything, but if she absolutely had to choose, she would choose your thighs. She loves leaving hickeys and kisses all over your thighs. She also likes dressing you up in thigh highs. Rumi’s favorite part about herself are her legs, because she is muscular as hell and she likes when you get embarrassed from how muscular she looks.

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically) ♡

Rumi likes giving you head, so most of the time your cum ends up in her mouth.

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs) ♡

Sometimes when Rumi’s eating you out she wants you to pull on her ears. She’s strong, she can handle it! She just loves the idea of you getting so caught up on the moment that you pull on her ears to get yourself even more pleasure.

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?) ♡

Rumi’s had one night stands in the past. Not a whole bunch but a few. So she knows what she’s doing when it comes to making you feel good.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying) ♡

Truly doesn’t have a favorite. She’s pretty good with most positions.

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.) ♡

Depends on her mood, much like most other things she likes in bed

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.) ♡

Definitely well groomed. She can not deal with super long hair down there. Also definitely has a bikini wax, she’s gotta wear the hero costume a lot so she’s gotta make sure she looks nice!

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect) ♡

Depends on her mood. Most of the time Rumi likes to fuck your with her fingers, strap on, or tongue slowly (almost teasing you)

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon) ♡

Masturbates sometimes. Not a whole lot. Most of the time if she gets horny she’ll just dry hump you. Or have you ride her thigh, she likes seeing you get off on her muscular thigh ;)

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks) ♡

Has a thing for being in charge, like have you seen her? As your dom she’s not unnecessarily mean but sometimes she gets carried away with it and you feel bad. Most of the time because her infantilization makes you feel stupid or dumb. But don’t worry she’ll comfort you!

L = Location (favorite places to do the do) ♡

Any where in her apartment.

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going) ♡

Rumi loves seeing you in lingerie or bunny ears. You’re her baby bunny after all and how are you supposed to be a bunny with out ears or a tail? She just loves the idea of you two being mates for life.

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs) ♡

Will not share you. Everyone else is a weakling who doesn’t deserve her precious little bunny!

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

Loves giving oral. She’s very very good at it, you will be crying from overstimulation when she’s done with you. She not opposed to you giving her head but she doesn’t prefer it because she like to hear you moan and cry.

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.) ♡

Depends on her mood.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.) ♡

Rumi likes overstimulation so most of the times you two have very long sessions. She just loves seeing your cute little drooling face while she pushes her strap on into you.

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.) ♡

She’s okey with things like tying you up but she always makes sure she’s not hurting you too much.

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

Rumi can go for hours on end with no stopping. If she gets horny, be prepared to be overstimulated until you almost pass out. Why else do you think people talk about humping like bunnies?

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

She loves using toys! She has one of those strap ons that has the dildo on the inside, for the wearer, as well. She also loves using glass wands on you, she loves making them cold so she can see you shiver. She also loves vibrators. All in all she loves toys.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease) ♡

She doesn’t really like to tease but she’s the queen of infantilization. Sometimes she takes it to far and you get frustrated Becca she treats you like you can’t do anything or that you’re to fragile to do anything.

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.) ♡

Grunter. Talks a lot, mostly praises towards you, calling you a good girl and telling you how good you’re being for her.

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character) ♡

Rumi absolutely loves when you ride her thighs.

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

This woman is muscular as hell. She’s always on a strict diet and exercises a lot, so be prepared for glistening abs. You will get flustered looking at her body.

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?) ♡

Very, very high sex drive. Especially in her heats.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards) ♡

Rumi waits until you’re peacefully sleeping to drift off. She wants to make sure you’re alright before she takes care of herself.

#yandere wlw #yandere girl x girl #soft yandere #yandere bnha #yandere x reader #yandere miruko #yandere miruko x reader #yandere rumi #yandere rumi x reader

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