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Regret (Neve x M! Rook)

Summary: Solas is defeated, and the Blight ended. But the choices made to get there were anything but easy, and Rook must carry the weight of those decisions long after the battle ended.

Warning: Contains some MAJOR spoilers

I trusted you.

Neve's voice resonated in Rook's thoughts, an unrelenting echo that refused to be silenced, no matter how hard he tried to shut it out.

I trusted you.

The words hit him hard, sending a wave of pain through his entire body. What used to be a comforting sound now felt like a burning brand, piercing through his thoughts and twisting his heart into a painful knot.

I trusted you, and it got me KILLED!

Rook jolted awake, stifling a scream as he sat up in bed, his skin slick with cold sweat and his body trembling. He shut his eyes tightly, inhaling deeply and clutching the sheets as he fought to steady himself.

Gradually, he opened his eyes to the dimly lit space of Neve’s apartment, a place he had come to know well during the nights following his confrontation with Solas.

Glancing over at Neve, who lay peacefully asleep in the shadows, he ensured she was undisturbed before quietly getting out of bed. He made his way across the room and stepped out onto the balcony that offered a view of Dock Town.

With his eyes closed, he let the gentle breeze brush against his face, tousling his unruly hair. He gazed out at the city, or what was left of it, as his thoughts drifted back to the unsettling dream he had just experienced.

It was the same dream that plagued him almost every night since his team had pulled him from Solas’s prison. The guilt from the events of Tearstone island has haunted him as bad as any spirit, plaguing his thoughts and stabbing his heart each time he remembered.

He looked up at the sky, half hoping to see Assan soaring through the clouds, Davrin shouting from the ground below. But reality was a cruel mistress and reminded him that they were gone, a result from a choice he had made.

They were gone, and no amount of wishing or self loathing would bring them back.

And then there was Neve, the woman he loved, the woman he had inadvertently allowed to be captured and plagued by the Blight by a decision he had made. A decision that was now tormenting him whenever he tried to have a moment’s peace.

He swept his hand down his face, attempting to dispel the haunting image of her being yanked into the abyss, even as her scream echoed in his mind. He had been forced to make heart-rending choices, and even now he still found himself contemplating what he could have done differently to alter the outcome.

He felt Neve inching closer from behind, her arms enveloping him as she pressed her body against his bare back, her chin resting softly on his shoulder.

“You’re brooding again,” she said quietly, her voice soothing and tinged with sleep.

He placed his hands over her arms that were wrapped around his waist and turned his head slightly to press a kiss to her temple.

“Sorry,” he murmured softly, “I didn’t mean to wake you.”

“You didn’t,” she replied, gently unwinding herself from him and stepping beside him. “You had that dream again.” Her words weren’t phrased as a question or a reproach; instead, her tone was tender as she leaned against the railing, locking him in with one of her penetrating gazes.

He nodded, fully aware that there was no use in lying to her. He had long since abandoned any attempt to conceal his feelings from her.

She hummed in understanding, gazing out at the city for a moment before turning to him. “I don’t know what dream me has told you,” she said softly. “But the real me will tell you the same thing she’s been telling you since that day: it was my choice to disable the wards. I knew the risks, and I would do it again without hesitation.” She stepped closer to him, reaching out and cupping his face in her hands. “Besides, you found me. You brought me back, you saved me. You found a way to bring me back to you, even when the odds were stacked against us. We’re both here, and that has to count for something.”

He nodded slightly, offering a tired smile as he met her eyes, his hands coming up to gently grip her wrists as she cradled his face. “You’re right,” he said softly. “We’re still here.”

“I’m always right,” she said, kissing him gently before pulling away. “Now come back to bed, Trouble. You’re brooding so loudly you’ll wake what remains of the city.”

He turned to follow her but paused when something caught his eye. There, tucked in a crevice of the balcony was a solitary gray feather, gently swaying in the wind. He reached out, carefully extracting it from the surface and holding it delicately in his palms.

He glanced up at the sky, a small smile forming on his lips as he watched the clouds.

“Good boy,” he said softly, turning to follow Neve back into the apartment, his heart feeling lighter as he began the journey into the future.

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Family (Bellara x F! Rook)

Summary: as Bellara comforts Rook during a nightmare, she reflects on just how much the snarky rogue has come to mean to her.

Bellara was startled from her slumber by the quiet sounds of whimpering. Her eyes snapped quickly awake, immediately recognizing the distressed sounds coming from the sleeping form next to her.

Rook had been plagued by nightmares for many months now, and they only seemed to grow worse as time went on. Bellara was not at all surprised that Rook’s dreams were troubled, for she had seen things no mortal eyes should ever have to witness. There were even times when Bellara herself was visited by the occasional nightmare, and she had not experienced a fraction of what Rook had seen.

She gracefully rolled onto her side, gently slipping her arms around Rook and pulling her close against her, whispering soft words in her ear until the quivering human relaxed against her.

Bellara closed her eyes, reveling in the feeling of Rook’s impossibly soft skin against her.

Bellara knew that she was not the most eloquent person when it came to voicing her affections, it was just one of the many ways that she and Rook were so different. But even if she was not skilled with proclaiming her feelings out loud, she would like to think that Rook knew she would protect her from anything that would try to harm her.

Rook was the first person she had allowed herself to get close to in such a way, completely opening her heart and soul to the goofy rogue, and that fact alone said more than mere words ever could. She was grateful that Rook was understanding of Bellara’s character, seeming to understand the meaning behind her actions and not focusing on the way she fumbled over her words.

Rook knew that when Bellara expressed concern for her safety, or kissed her in a way that took her breath away, or held her close when they made love, it was Bellara’s way of expressing how deeply she cared for the Watcher.

Bellara had been around long enough to know that the meaning of the word family was fluid, and was so much more than simply being connected by blood. They were the ones who stood by you when everything was falling apart, and Rook had done all of that and more.

Rook, who had undeniably become a part of her rag-tag family. She had shown loyalty in a way she had not come to expect from anyone, let alone someone as special as Rook. She had proven time and again that she belonged with Bellara, and Bellara would do anything for her new found family.

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Reflection (Taash x F! Rook)

Summary: Taash struggles with how to tell Rook exactly what she means to them. (Please tell me if I accidentally misgendered somewhere. All the “she” should only refer to Rook)

“Can you remember who you were, before the world told you who you should be?” ― Charles Bukowski,

Taash had never been good at expressing their emotions. They had always been a firm believer that intense emotional attachments of any sort were a burden and a weakness. In short, they were nothing more than a distraction from other more important things.

But that was before they had met Rook, the one person in the world who had shown that Taash was capable of feeling much more than anger and indifference. She had awakened a part of Taash that had remained dormant for most of their life, and while the feeling was certainly scary, Taash was learning to embrace it rather than try to run from it.

Yet as much as they cared for Rook, they still could not get over their own inadequacies when it came to expressing that affection. They knew that Rook was “the one” for them, as disgustingly cliche as that line was. They knew that they were meant to be together, and Taash would fight any God foolish enough try to keep them apart.

They were willing to die for their relationship, but for the life of them they couldn’t bring themself to actually say that. They found it utterly ridiculous that they were more afraid of words than their own death.

They stared at their reflection in the bathroom mirror, trying desperately to understand why it was so difficult for them to vocalize exactly what Rook meant to them. They considered themselves to be a highly capable person, but they still could not tell the girl of their dreams that she was the love of their life.

They ran their hand angrily over their face, resisting the urge to scream in frustration. The hour was late and Rook was sleeping soundly in the next room, blissfully unaware of Taash’s own internal struggle.

Taash chewed their lip thoughtfully as they weighed their options. They knew Rook would not appreciate being woken up at such a terrible hour, but on the other hand Rook had told Taash that they should try to be more open with her once in a while. It had not been to pressure them, only to let Taash know that they were not alone in the world anymore.

Taash knew they could go back to bed and put it off until the morning, but they also knew that there was a strong possibility that if they let it go then they would lose their nerve and let the matter drop entirely.

The decision was made before Taash fully realized it. They took a steadying breath and stepped into the bedroom, crossing the small room to the sleeping form of Rook curled up in the blankets. It was a good thing that Taash rarely got cold at night as Rook had proven to be quit the blanket hog.

Taash hesitated for only a moment before gently reaching out, placing their hand gingerly on Rook’s shoulder.

“Hey,” they said softly, gently shaking her awake. “Wake up, I need to talk to you.”

Rook’s eyes opened slightly, glaring at Taash with a mixture of confusion and more than a little annoyance.

“Unh?”

“I need to talk to you.”

“Are you breaking up with me?”

“What? No!” Taash said, slightly horrified.

“Then can it wait?!”

“No, I need to say this now.”

Rook huffed, but rolled onto her back, fixing her attention on Taash expectantly.

Taash took a deep breath, trying to find the words that would adequately express everything they felt for Rook.

“I know I’m not the most affectionate person, and I know I don’t tell you that I care about you as often as I should. But I don’t want you to think that I don’t care, or whatever, because I do; I care a lot. It’s just I was never...I don’t know how to..”

Their voice trailed off as they struggled to find the words their heart so desperately wanted to say, but they didn’t seem to exist.

Sensing their frustration, Rook sat up, gently pressing her fingers to Taash’s lips in an effort to silence them.

“Taash, what’s my favorite color?”

They gently removed Rook’s fingers so she could answer the unexpected question. “Purple, but that’s not-”

“When I’m sad, what flower do you bring me to cheer me up?”

“Crystal Grace. Can you-”

“And when I’m sick?” Rook continued, unwilling to let Taash voice their concerns.

“Dawn lotus, ” Taash responded, still unable to comprehend where this conversation was going.

“What’s the one thing in the world that can make me cry?”

“Sunsets,” Taash responded without hesitation.

“And when I’m having a bad day, and feel like I’m carrying the weight of the world on my shoulders, what do you do to calm me down?”

“Stroke your hair.”

“And?”

Taash sighed, feeling their cheeks flush slightly. “And sing your favorite song to you,” they mumbled.

Rook’s eyes sparkled as a triumphant smile spread across her face. “See? Only someone who loves me would be able to answer all of those questions. You may not be the most vocal person when it comes to affection, but you show me in other ways every single day.”

Taash smiled sheepishly, pressing a gentle kiss to Rook’s forehead. “How do you always know the right things to say?”

“It’s a gift. Now, if you really do love me then there’s one other thing you can do for me.”

“What?”

“Let me go back to sleep!”

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Golden Hour (M!Rook x Neve)

Summary: After another successful mission, Neve finally comes to terms with the feelings she has tried to suppress.

Rook and Neve stood together on the dock, gazing at the horizon as the sun dipped low, casting brilliant shades of pink and gold across the sky. Rook’s eyes were fixed on the distant line where the sea met the sky, lost in his thoughts, while Neve took a moment to admire the warm glow that accentuated his features.

In the stillness of the moment, Neve’s mind drifted to the countless battles they had faced as allies. Together, they had confronted unimaginable threats, and through every challenge, Rook had been a constant source of support. She felt a deep appreciation for his steadfast friendship, but hidden beneath that gratitude was a growing awareness of her deeper feelings for him.

As she observed him, the breeze playfully tousling his hair, Neve felt a familiar warmth spreading in her chest, a feeling she could no longer dismiss. The fear that had kept her from acknowledging her emotions began to dissolve in the soft light of the setting sun and the peaceful atmosphere surrounding them.

Neve found herself captivated by Rook's strong features, particularly the defined line of his jaw and the slight curve of his lips as he stared into the distance. His eyes, usually intense and focused during combat, now reflected a softness that stirred something deeper within her. While she had always respected his bravery, this new side of him sparked a blend of tenderness and longing.

At that moment, Neve understood that she could no longer ignore her feelings. The trust they had built and the experiences they had shared suddenly became clear. Rook had always stood by her side, providing unwavering support. Now, it was evident that her emotions for him extended beyond the boundaries of friendship.

The warm glow of the sunset enveloped Neve, bringing a sense of comfort and acceptance. She felt liberated from her fears, ready to embrace the connection she had with Rook and express how much he truly meant to her.

Gathering her courage, Neve took a deep breath and turned to him. As if sensing her movement, Rook met her gaze. Their eyes locked, and in that instant, the world around them seemed to fade away. An unspoken understanding flowed between them, rich with shared experiences and feelings that needed no words.

As the sun continued to set, casting a golden light over everything, Rook and Neve held each other's gaze, finally prepared to confront the emotions that had been quietly developing between them.

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Worship (F!Rook x Bellara)

Shameless smut, I’m too tired to write a proper summary.

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“You taste so good,” Rook whispered, licking her lips to taste the sweetness of her lover on her mouth.

There was something so erotic about knowing she was the only one who had ever been with Bellara in this way, that she was the only one who had ever made her feel this way. She loved watching the elf write beneath her, her words affecting her just as much as her touch.

She ran her thumbs over Bellara ’s glistening womanhood, gently spreading her apart to give her better access to her most sensitive areas. Bellara moaned, a sound filled with helpless longing as she desperately awaited Rook’s touch.

Rook’s teased the tip of her thumb over the swollen bundle, marveling at how sensitive Bellara already was. She knew it would take only a few strategic touches to bring her over the edge, but Rook was not about to let the moment pass so quickly,

“So pretty,” Rook complimented, marveling at the way Bellara shivered at her words.

“Are you just going to stare or are you going to-ah!” Her words were cut off as Rook blew gently against her, the sensation making coherent thought all but impossible.

“So impatient,” Rook teased. She was surprised at how steady her own voice was, considering how desperately she wanted to drink Bellara dry, but she resisted, willing herself to prolong the experience.

Bellara arched against her, seeking the friction her body so desperately craved. Rook could not help but chuckle at the desperate whimper that escaped her, the tone telling her that she was driving her absolutely wild with longing.

Rook decided to give in just a little, making a slow sweep between Bellara ’s legs with the plane of her tongue. It wasn’t much, just enough to provide a momentary relief for Bellara while allowing Rook to taste the sweet nectar pooling between her legs.

It was intoxicating. Bellara enveloped all of her senses until nothing else existed, leaving only the feeling of her mouth working against Bellara ’s center.

“Rook please, I need you.”

“What do you need?” Rook replied, using every ounce of willpower she had to pull away from her.

“Do you need me to suck on this pretty bundle? To taste every bit of your sweetness?”

“Yes,” Bellara panted, her grip on the sheets so tight her knuckles had gone numb.

“You want my fingers inside you, telling you how good you feel? To hear how much I love to feel how close you are while drinking you up?”

“Yes!” Bellara practically shouted, sounding more desperate than she ever had.

“I’m going to drink up every inch of you, I want to taste you even after we’re finished. I want you to tatse yourself on my tongue so you can know how sweet you are. Is that what you want?”

“Yes!”

“Good.”

It was the last word spoken between them as Rook took Bellara into her mouth and made good on every one of her promises.

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Scarred (Neve x F!Rook)

Rook struggles to come to terms with the marks now adorning her body, but Neve is there to offer her reassurance in the way only she can.

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The sun was low on the horizon, casting long shadows in the room Rook now shared with her companion Neve.

So much had happened over the past year, and more than a little chaos had ensued, but the one thing they could both agree on was that they would face it all again knowing it would bring them together.

Rook stood in front of the floor length mirror in her under garments, frowning slightly as she examined the various scars that now adorned her body. She knew that Neve still found her beautiful, but she could not help but frown as she eyed her chest, the jagged gift from a darkspawn blade sprawling across her chest.

She was not sure how to bring the subject up with Neve who bore her own set of marks from a different life. Rook had no reservations about Neve’s scars, finding her to be the most beautiful woman she had ever laid eyes on, scars or no. She had no doubt that Neve felt the same about her, but it was easy to overlook other people’s imperfections rather than your own.

Neve came around the corner, eyeing Rook curiously as she frowned at her own reflection.

“What are you doing?” She asked as she stepped behind Rook, her eyes softening with concern.

“Mm. Just trying to remember what I looked like before-” she trailed off, indicating the various scars on her arms.

Neve’s head nodded subtly in understanding, coming up to stand behind her, reaching around and gently running the back of her hand over her cheek.

Rook’s eyes closed at her touch, relieved that she did not judge her for her own insecurities.

“You are the most beautiful woman I've ever seen,” Neve said gently. “Both inside," she ran her fingers along the length of one the more grisly marks. "And out."

Her lips grazed her neck softly, her breath hot on her skin, sending shivers down Rook’s spine. Neve’s hands wrapped around her waist, fingertips tracing delicate patterns over Rook’s smooth skin.

Rook’s eyes fluttered shut, losing herself to the sensation of her lover’s touch. The way Neve loved her never failed to excite her.

She was so focused on her lips that she failed to notice Neve’s fingers trailing downward until they softly grazed over her. She exhaled softly, her mind swimming as her body quivered in anticipation.

Neve’s lips continued to explore her neck as her fingers began moving in delicate circles over the sensitive nub of flesh. A low moan escaped Rook’s throat, and she could feel Neve’s lips curl into a satisfied smile.

It was easy to forget they had only done this a handful of times, Neve had proven to be a thorough lover and each time somehow managed to surpass the last. A few touches was all it took to drive Rook wild, and it was not long before she felt herself teetering on the edge.

Not wanting the experience to end soon, Rook managed to pull herself away. She turned in Neve’s arms, claiming her mouth with a passionate kiss filled with love, and more than a little desire.

Their tongues danced together as Rook began leading Neve backwards towards their bed. They fell backwards together, relieving themselves of the rest of their clothes.

Rook straddled Neve’s hips, staring in her dark eyes burning with desire. She gently moved her brown locks away from her neck, peppering delicate kisses to her skin, earning a satisfied sigh from the woman beneath her. Neve ran her fingers delicately down her spine, sending pleasant shivers coursing through her.

She continued kissing her way down Neve’s neck, gently nipping at her collarbone. Gooseflesh rose up along her skin, and Rook knew a few more well placed touches would have her writhing beneath her.

She flicked her tongue briefly over Neve’s erect nipple, just enough to tease her. Rook couldn’t help the playful smirk at Neve’s grunt of frustration.

“You’re so mean.”

“Sorry, should I st-”

Her words were cut short as Neve gently but firmly pulled her down to her, moaning softly as Rook’s mouth covered her.

Neve hissed as Rook’s tongue moved in wet circles over her taut peak.

“Just like that.”

Rook continued gently licking and sucking first one nipple then the other, enjoying the sight of her lover’s eyelids fluttering closed, biting her lip in a way that said she was thoroughly enjoying herself.

She ran her fingers slowly up Neve’s thighs, stroking her gently before easing inside her in the slow way she liked.

Neve’s back arched off the bed, her hands gripping the bed sheets so tightly her knuckles had gone white.

Rook continued skillfully working her lover, smiling triumphantly as Neve hissed her name, her nails digging into her back as her body shook beneath her, breathing heavily as she regained herself, gripping Rook’s hips and smirking playfully.

Neve flipped her on her back, wasting no time in planting kisses to the area Rook needed her most. Her fingers easily slid inside her, pumping in a steady rhythm as her mouth skillfully played her most sensitive area. The sight of Neve’s muscles in her well toned arms flexing as she worked was an appealing sight as Rook’s vision began to blur.

Neve’s dark eyes met hers, sending her cascading over the edge with one final thrust of her fingers. Rook shouted her name, her body quaking as waves of pleasure continued to crash into her. Neve gently brought her back down with tender kisses and caresses along her skin, inching her way up her body, resting her head on Rook’s chest. Neve’s hand found hers, and they stayed in contented silence for several moments, Rook’s free hand gently stroking Neve’s hair.

Rook's heart was racing, desperately sucking in air as she attempted to catch her breath. A combination of excitement, pleasure, happiness, and even a little fear swam in her chest. She had never felt this way before, and the sheer amount of love in her heart threatened to overwhelm her at times.

Neve shifted slightly, looking at Rook with adoration and love that neither of them knew could exist.

“I love you, Trouble.” She said, her voice taking on the husky timbre that drove Rook wild.

Rook marveled at how her heart still fluttered every time she said those words. She looked into her eyes that held a tenderness reserved only for her, feeling the safest she had ever felt.

“I love you, too. Always.”

Twilight rolled into darkness, the two of them drifting into a peaceful sleep safe in each other’s arms. It didn’t matter what happened outside of this room, as long as they were together they knew they were home.

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Not My Love (Hana x MC)

Summary: Hana and Riley always knew their love would end in heartache. But they could never have anticipated just how bad it would hurt.

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Hana radiated beauty as she stood at the altar, poised to exchange vows with Neville Vancoeur. The entire kingdom had gathered to celebrate this momentous occasion, yet one individual in the crowd experienced only heartache. As the priest recited the traditional phrases and invited the bride to share her vows, Hana found herself casting furtive glances at her true love: Riley.

While the crowd buzzed with anticipation as Hana spoke her vows, they remained oblivious to the inner conflict stirring within her. In contrast, Riley watched with a heavy heart, consumed by a profound jealousy as Hana pledged her everlasting love to Neville.

As the ceremony progressed, Riley watched intently as Hana placed her hand in Neville's, marking their official union. Despite her efforts to mask her true emotions with a cheerful demeanor, Riley could clearly see the anguish reflected in her eyes. She yearned to step forward and claim her for herself, fully aware that such a move was strictly off-limits. Instead, she was left to silently witness the moment when the couple was declared husband and wife, a crushing finality that sealed the fate of their unfulfilled love.

Riley observed as the festivities began to wind down, with guests dancing and laughing while Hana and Neville remained at the heart of the celebration. Although Hana attempted to smile and partake in the merriment, her thoughts were elsewhere. She yearned for the warmth of Riley’s touch and the melody of her voice, yet she understood that such a life was beyond her reach.

As the evening progressed, Riley noticed Hana saying her goodbyes to the guests, her gaze consistently fixed on her. Riley could feel the weight of sadness and yearning in Hana's heart, wishing to offer her solace, but all she could do was stand by and watch from a distance.

She watched as Hana left with Neville, their eyes locking one final time before Hana walked towards a future that did not include her.

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Rain Soaked Apologies (Haley x GN! Farmer)

Summary: Haley spends a lonely night feeling alone and reflecting on her behavior towards the farmer, only to find they are there when she needs them most.

The rain lashed fiercely against the bedroom window, creating a ceaseless and unyielding pitter-patter that reverberated through the room. Haley lay curled up on her bed, her body folded into a tight ball as she wept silently into her pillow.

Tears cascaded down her cheeks, mingling with the rivulets of water that streaked the glass, transforming the outside world into a hazy blend of grey and black. Occasionally, a bolt of lightning would pierce the gloom, its harsh light only serving to highlight the profound darkness enveloping Haley's soul.

As she lay there, the rain drumming a sorrowful rhythm against the window, Haley's mind replayed the day's events in an endless loop. She thought about her family—her parents no longer there, and her sister always consumed by work. The weight of isolation pressed down on her, even in a small, close-knit community like Pelican Town.

And then, of course, there was the incident with the farmer. That morning, she had been more brusque and rude than usual, driven by some unfathomable urge to push them away. Now, she was tormented by the thought that she might have alienated the one person who truly cared for her.

Haley felt a sharp pang of guilt at the memory of the farmer's expression that morning. It had been a poignant blend of surprise, hurt, and something else... maybe disappointment.

She could vividly recall the way the farmer had looked at her, eyes searching for some hint of understanding, before turning and walking away with shoulders slightly slumped. In that fleeting moment, an intense urge to call out to them, to apologize and explain herself, surged within her. But something held her back—perhaps stubbornness, perhaps pride. Now, it was too late, and she was left alone to grapple with the heavy weight of her actions and their inevitable consequences.

Haley's mind drifted back to the farmer, a tumultuous mix of emotions welling up inside her. They had shown her nothing but kindness since their arrival in Pelican Town. Despite her cold and dismissive demeanor, the farmer had remained steadfast, always friendly and respectful, never wavering in their gentle persistence.

And then there was her birthday... The farmer had gone out of their way to remember it, presenting her with a small but incredibly thoughtful gift. It was a simple gesture, yet it had pierced through her hardened exterior, making her feel something she hadn't felt in a long time... Seen. In that moment, amidst the rain and her solitary anguish, the memory of their kindness was a bittersweet reminder of what she might have lost.

Haley froze as the door to her room creaked open, her body instantly tensing at the intrusion. She hastily wiped away her tears, praying that the newcomer wouldn't notice the redness and puffiness of her eyes.

The farmer stepped into the room, their voice a soft whisper as they called out, "Haley...?"

She glanced up at them, her heart thudding in her chest, the weight of her earlier actions still pressing heavily on her. "What are you doing here?" she asked, her voice wavering between surprise and defensiveness.

The farmer spoke gently, their voice filled with concern, "I was worried about you. I wanted to make sure you were okay."

Haley felt a fresh wave of guilt wash over her. Even after the way she had treated them, the farmer still cared enough to come and check on her, just to see if she was okay. She couldn't help but feel a pang of remorse at the thought of how she had acted towards them.

Her eyes welled up with tears once more, and she struggled to find the right words. "I'm... I'm sorry, truly. I don't deserve your kindness after the way I've been treating you," she managed to say, her voice cracking under the weight of her emotions.

The farmer shook their head softly, a gentle smile gracing their lips. "Haley, everyone has their bad days. I know there's more to you than what you let on. I see it, even if you try to hide it."

Haley's defenses began to crumble in the face of such unwavering compassion. She had spent so long building walls around her heart, pushing people away before they could hurt her. But here was someone who saw through her facade, who cared enough to look past her rough edges.

"I don't know why I do it," she admitted, her voice barely a whisper. "I push people away because... I guess I'm afraid. Afraid of getting hurt, afraid of being vulnerable."

The farmer took a step closer, their eyes locked onto hers with a sincerity that made her chest tighten. "It's okay to be afraid, Haley. But you don't have to face that fear alone. You have people who care about you, who want to be there for you. Let us in."

Haley remained silent for a moment, absorbed in her tumultuous thoughts. Her heart was a storm of confusion, guilt, and a strange sense of longing she hadn't felt in a long time. The warmth of the farmer's concern was beginning to thaw the icy barriers she had built around herself.

As the farmer began to turn to leave, she felt a sudden, desperate need to not be alone. Summoning every ounce of courage she could find, she whispered, "Wait..." Her voice trembled slightly, betraying the vulnerability she so often tried to hide. "Please, don't go. Stay... stay with me."

The farmer hesitated, surprise flashing across their features. For a moment, Haley feared they might refuse, that she might have pushed them too far. But then, with a gentle nod, they moved to lie down next to her, their presence both calming and reassuring.

Gently, they enveloped her in their arms, holding her close as if to shield her from the storm raging within. Haley stiffened for a moment, unaccustomed to such tender closeness, but soon found herself melting into their embrace. The warmth of their body, the steady rhythm of their breathing—it was a balm to her wounded soul.

For the first time in what felt like forever, Haley allowed herself to be vulnerable, to let someone in. She buried her face in the farmer's chest, her tears soaking into their shirt as she finally let the dam of her emotions break. All the hurt, the loneliness, the fear—it all came pouring out in a torrent of sobs.

The farmer held her tighter, their hand gently stroking her hair, murmuring soothing words that she couldn't quite make out but felt deeply in her heart. "It's okay, Haley. You're not alone. I'm here. I'm here."

In that moment, the rain outside seemed to soften, as if the world itself was offering her a moment of peace. Haley clung to the farmer, feeling a sense of safety and acceptance she had long forgotten existed. Maybe she didn't have to face her fears and her pain alone. Maybe, just maybe, she could allow herself to trust, to hope, to heal.

And as she lay there, wrapped in the farmer's comforting embrace, Haley felt a flicker of something new—a sense of belonging, of being seen and understood. It wasn't a solution to all her problems, but it was a start. A small, precious start.

[multi-fandom-hoebag]

NSFW ABC (Leah)

(Minors DNI)

A = Aftercare

* As kinky and dominate as she is, she actually requires a good bit of after care. She’s very affectionate with you, and loves to cuddle afterwards.

* She loves to lay face to face, your legs intertwined as she strokes your hair and whispers gentle affirmations to you.

B = Body Part

* She’s proud of her body, and isn’t ashamed to admit it. Her breasts are firm and natural, and her ass Is toned and firm. The rest of her is nothing to be ashamed of either, and she’s fully confident walking around naked.

* For you she loves your neck. She loves to kiss and lick your skin, nipping at you playfully. Sometimes she’ll get carried away and leave love bites behind because she can’t control herself.

C = Cum

* It’s hot, sticky, and sweet. She’s definitely a creamy mess after she’s done, and she prefers to make you the same way.

* If you’re a guy she’ll absolutely let you cum in her.

* If you’re female she loves to trib a little bit after you’re both finished and combine both of your juices to make sure you’re equally messy.

D = Dirty Secret

* She wants to make a sex tape with you, or fuck you on one of her live streams (more about this under “wild card.”)

* She wants to see what you look like on camera together and let everyone see who you belong to.

E = Experience

* She knows her way around a bedroom, and around a body.

* She’ll never tell you the exact number she’s been with and unless you’re a virgin she doesn’t want to know your body count either (she has a bit of a jealous side.)

F = Favorite Position

* Tribbing for a female partner (with her on top)

* Reverse cowgirl.

* The captain.

G = Goofy

* She loves to laugh during sex, even if it’s a bit serious.

* She’s perfectly capable of being intense while breaking it up with a little fun.

H = Hair

* She rocks a landing strip.

* The hair below is just a shade darker than the hair above.

I = Intimacy

* She actually finds sex with you to be very intimate. Regardless of what you are doing, she loves you and that makes anything you are doing intimate.

* She’s fully capable of having sex without any emotional attachment, but with you that’s not the case.

J = Jack Off

* She’s not shy about it, it’s a key feature of her OnlyFans content. But she really only enjoys when she gives you a private show.

* She loves to watch you as well, and likes to boss you around a bit while you do it.

K = Kink

* She likes choking. Mainly she likes choking you, but if you’re really really good she MIGHT let you take control for a while. Maybe.

* Hair pulling, biting, scratching, spanking (to you), pegging (if you’ll let her).

* Bondage.

L = Location

* In front of a mirror. Rather bent over the bathroom sink and looking on the mirror, or having one placed over your bed.

* She loves making you watch yourself as she fucks you, grabbing your chin and forcing you to look at yourself.

M = Motivation

* Seeing you standing in the hot sun, your body slick with sweat after working in the field and dumping water over your head never fails to get her going.

* She also loves seeing you come out of the shower wearing only a towel.

N = No

* She’s fine with some mild degradation but don’t ever tear her down or make her feel inferior to you. She has some serious baggage from Kel and doesn’t ever want to feel that way again.

* In turn, she’ll show you that same respect. She’ll call you a whore but she’ll never call you stupid.

O = Oral

* Fuck yes.

* She loves going down on you, and lavishing you with praises. “You’re so big” or “you’re so wet for me, you taste so good” and “that’s it you’re so good for me, you deserve this” are some of her favorite phrases.

* If you’re really good she’ll let you taste her as well but you need to earn it.

P = Pace

* She can be hard and rough, but she also has a soft and tender side that’s reserved just for you.

* She really follows your lead on this, and is willing to be however you need her to be.

* She’s dominate, but you call the shots with this part.

Q = Quickie

* Definitely not her first choice.

* She prefers to take her time and drag it out as long as possible as the foreplay is all part of the fun.

R = Risk

* She’s totally open to try anything, and isn’t necessarily worried about getting caught especially since she’s broadcasting on OF.

* She hasn’t found anything that she would deem “too risky” but she’ll be open and vocal if she does.

S = Stamina

* She has plenty, and it all comes down to how much you can handle. She usually prolongs getting off until you do so she makes sure she doesn’t push you too far.

T = Toys

* She has quite a few and likes to have a bit of variety.

* She likes using them on you, and having them used on her. Bonus points if you can use them together.

* She loves to be double penetrated, so an anal plug while using a rabbit is mind blowing for her.

U = Unfair

* She will tease the fuck out of you and not think twice about it. She’ll send you nudes, whisper filthy things in your ear while out in public, and grab your ass when nobody is looking.

* She acts like your advances have no effect on her, but it makes her wet when you reciprocate her advances.

V = Volume

* She does not give a fuck who hears her (or you).

* She likes to make you scream her name, and likes that people are aware of what she’s capable of doing and what they will never have.

W = Wild Card

* She has an OnlyFans that she operates from her “business phone.” She needed a way to get funds for her art supplies and makes a decent amount with it.

* Sam and Sebastian subscribe but not because they are into her. They do it to support her and hype her up.

* When she is live, they will comment things like “get it girl!” and “hype train!”

X = X-Ray

* She has her clit pierced.

* Her nipples also have rings in them and loves when you gently tug at them with your teeth.

Y = Yearning

* She’s not shy about how much she wants you. She’s always undressing you with her eyes, and imagines you naked all the time.

* You have a very healthy sex love and both of your needs are met in this area.

Z-Zzz

* She doesn’t fall asleep right away, preferring to spend extra time with aftercare. She wants to make sure that you’re taken care of, and wants you to know you’re important to her so she doesn’t like to fall asleep right after.

* She loves being dominate, but she loves you even more.

[multi-fandom-hoebag]

NSFW ABC (Sophia)

(Minors DNI)

A = Aftercare

* She’s a sweet bean, and needs all the tlc afterwards. Hold her close, kiss her softly, run your hands over her back.

* Make sure she feels safe and loved. Bonus points if you tell her how beautiful she is and how good she did.

B = Body part

* She is secretly proud of her tight, firm ass, especially the way it looks in shorter skirts. She won’t vocalize this out loud, but she does occasionally check it out in the mirror when she wears certain outfits.

* For you, she likes your legs. She loves how strong they are from working on the farm, and loves when you use your thighs to spread her legs apart.

C = Cum

* She is a squirter, and she has multiples.

* Be sure to put a towel down if you are planning for a long night because she has been known to make quite a mess.

* Her cum tastes as sweet as her personality.

D = Dirty secret

* She is intrigued by furries. One time out of curiosity she looked up furry porn and found herself getting turned on by it.

* Once in a while she will still look it up, when a certain itch needs scratching.

* She also wants to try anal.

E = Experience

* She’s had a couple of partners, but she never got to explore or experiment the way she wanted to.

* It wasn’t until you started having sex that she was able to finally branch out and explore that side of herself.

F = Favorite position

* She’s pretty flexible, so she can easily pull off the knees to chest position.

* She also loves when you fuck her doggy style with her wrists tied together behind her back.

G = Goofy

* She’s into some pretty serious role play and dom/sub dynamic, so things can get a little intense.

* But once it’s done she needs to laugh to get out of the head space and break out of the heavy mindset.

H = Hair

* Trimmed extremely short.

* Sometimes she’ll get bored and shave it into fun shapes for kicks and giggles.

* Carpet is her natural hair color which nobody knows unless you have been down there.

I = Intimacy

* There has to be a level of intimacy between you or she won’t be able to continue.

* She needs that connection and love between you, especially if you’re being dominate with her.

* If there’s no connection she can’t let herself relax enough to keep going.

J = Jack off

* She rarely does it anymore.

* Even when she was single it wasn’t something she indulged in daily, just when the occasional urge arose.

K = Kink

* She loves having the dom/sub dynamic with you. She loves letting you have control over her and bossing her around a bit.

* She trusts you completely, and knows you’ll never go too far, but she likes that you threaten to be rough with her.

* She’s also very into role play. (Teacher/student, master/slave, boss/intern etc.)

L = Location

* The bedroom, the shower, or any place where you are guaranteed a level of privacy and security.

* She is allowing herself to be vulnerable with you, and she needs a safe setting to be able to do so.

M = Motivation

* She loves when you send her provocative and commanding text messages.

* Things like “I can’t wait to taste you” and “make sure you’re ready for me tonight” are things that will make her squirm in anticipation and imagine all the things you’re going to do to her later.

N = No

* She likes being submissive to you, but you have to treat her as a person and not an object.

* Boss her around, tell her what to do, but don’t treat her like trash.

O = Oral

* She has to trust you before she lets you, but when she does it’s one of her favorite things. It’s a sure fire way to make her squirt.

* And of course she is more than happy to return the favor. She has trained herself to deep throat, so if you have a dick (or a strap) you can be sure she can take all of you into her mouth.

* She’ll happy suck your clit (if you have one) until you command her to stop.

P = Pace

* Don’t rush things with her.

* You need to take your time with her, build up the trust and tension between you.

* Don’t rush through it, especially during an emotionally taxing role play.

Q = Quickie

* She actually likes a quick fuck in the morning.

* She loves when you pull her into you and spoon her, reaching around and getting her off quickly with your fingers before getting up and going about your day.

R = Risk

* She’s super open and curious, and willing to try things considered “risky”.

* That being said, she wants to take those risks in private and will not engage in any place you might be caught in the act.

S = Stamina

* She can go multiple rounds. She cums multiple times and it takes a while to wear her out.

* If anything it’s more of a matter of if you can keep with her.

T = Toys

* She has a couple, but not a massive collection. She had a few vibrators and dildos, but she usually opted to use her fingers.

* She’s much more interested in toys you can use together.

U = Unfair

* She loves when you tease her (especially when you edge her). She tries to tease you back but her willpower is not as strong as yours and usually ends up begging.

V = Volume

* She may seem sweet and innocent, but she can get loud.

* You were surprised at the level of volume that came from her, but it definitely provided an ego boost at knowing she was making those noises because of you.

W = Wild card

* She has a fantasy of wearing a collar and leash and engaging in a bit of pet play with you.

* Nothing too extreme, but she wants you to yank on the chain if she misbehaves or disobeys your commands.

X = X-ray

* She has a tiny, fragile frame, that is easily overpowered by you.

* She’s on the thin side, but her arms are toned from all the work she has done on the vineyard.

Y = Yearning

* Despite how open and experimental she can be, her sex drive isn’t any higher than average.

* She likes sex with you, but it doesn’t mean she wants to jump your bones every night.

Z = Zzz

* It takes a while for her to fall asleep afterwards, especially if you engaged in one of your more intense role plays.

* She needs some tender loving and affection afterwards and needs your reassurance before she can get to a state where she can drift off.

* Light hearted pillow talk and affirmations will help her eventually fall into a peaceful sleep.

[multi-fandom-hoebag]

The Price of Rejection (Leah x Farmer)

Tw: Blood, character death.

Sunlight filtered gently through the dense canopy, creating a warm, inviting glow on a secluded patch of earth. In this tranquil spot, Leah and the farmer leaned against a sturdy tree, enjoying the simple pleasure of each other's presence.

Leah sighed contentedly and glanced at the farmer, her eyes filled with warmth. "This place is amazing," she whispered, her voice soft and intimate. "It's so calm... just us and the wilderness." She rested her head on the farmer's shoulder, her long, wavy hair cascading over their chest.

The farmer encircled Leah's waist with an arm, drawing her closer until their bodies were pressed together, warmth radiating between them. Their breaths harmonized, falling into a shared rhythm.

Tenderly, the farmer turned to place a soft kiss on Leah's forehead, savoring the way she leaned into the gesture. The scent of wildflowers and pine intermingled with the sweet aroma of Leah's shampoo, creating a fragrant cocoon around them. "I'm so glad we're here," the farmer whispered. "I love these peaceful moments alone with you."

As the farmer's words hung in the air, Leah adjusted her position, turning to face them fully. Her hand gently cupped the farmer's cheek, her fingertips tenderly tracing the curve of their jaw.

Their lips met in a gentle, exploratory kiss, delicate as the flutter of a butterfly's wings. Leah's lips, soft and pliant like rose petals, parted naturally as the kiss grew more passionate. The world around them seemed to disappear, leaving only the sensation of their lips intertwining and the mingling of their breaths.

The kiss deepened, each moment intensifying their connection. Leah's hand traveled from the farmer's jaw to the nape of their neck, her fingers threading through their hair. The farmer's arms tightened around her, their bodies merging closer.

A soft, yearning whimper escaped Leah's lips, a sound filled with desire. In response, the farmer drew her impossibly nearer, their hand slipping under the edge of her shirt to rest against the warmth of her bare waist.

The farmer felt the warmth emanating from Leah's skin, electric tingles sparking through their fingertips. As their hand skimmed across her back, tracing the curve of her spine, Leah shivered beneath their touch.

Their lips parted only to reunite in a flurry of short, fervent kisses. The farmer exhaled a ragged breath, their heart hammering in their chest. They felt utterly consumed by Leah—her taste, her touch, the soft, intoxicating sounds she made.

The intimate bubble around the farmer and Leah shattered abruptly as the sound of approaching footsteps pierced the tranquil silence of the forest.

Leah tensed, her breath halting in her throat. The farmer, momentarily puzzled, followed her gaze to spot a figure emerging from the underbrush. As the figure drew nearer, recognition dawned.

The farmer's arm instinctively tightened around Leah, a protective gesture against the unwelcome intrusion. Leah's ex wore a scowl, their expression dark and menacing.

"Kel," Leah hissed, her eyes narrowed in a fierce glare.

Kel's voice cut through the air, rough and accusatory. "What the hell are you doing out here, Leah?" Their eyes flickered between Leah and the farmer, searching for an explanation.

"And with them?You think you can actually be happy with this... yokel? That you belong here in the boonies?" Their words were laced with contempt. "I miss you, Leah. You need to come back with me to the city."

Leah's eyes blazed with a mixture of anger and defiance. "Kel, you don't get to dictate my life anymore," she snapped. "I'm here because I want to be. With someone who cares about me, not someone who tries to control me." The farmer's grip on Leah tightened, offering silent support.

Kel's anger erupted, their voice rising. "You're wasting your time here, Leah! You belong with me, not in this backwoods hellhole. I can give you a much better life than this."

They took a menacing step forward, their body language threatening. "You're mine, Leah, and I'm not gonna let you go that easily. You're coming back with me, and you're gonna forget about this farmer and all of this bullshit."

Leah stood her ground, her eyes fierce and unyielding. "No, Kel. I'm not yours. I never was. You can't just barge in and dictate how my life should be."

The farmer stepped forward, their presence a silent but powerful shield between Leah and Kel. "She said no," they stated firmly, their voice unwavering. "It's time for you to leave."

The atmosphere crackled with intensity as Kel, driven by fury, charged toward Leah.

The farmer reacted in an instant, positioning themselves protectively in front of Leah. The struggle that ensued was a whirlwind of motion, both of them locked in a fierce, desperate clash.

Then, in a single, horrifying moment, everything shifted. Kel's hand darted to their pocket, producing a knife that gleamed ominously in the dim light. With ruthless precision, they drove the blade into the farmer's side, the force of the blow sending them sprawling to the ground.

Leah's scream pierced the air as she fell to her knees beside the farmer, her hands shaking as she tried to stanch the flow of blood. "No!”

Kel stood over them for a moment, the knife still slick with blood, their face contorted with rage and something even more malevolent. But then, as the reality of their actions set in, panic overtook them. Dropping the knife, they turned and fled into the forest, the sound of their retreating footsteps fading into the forest.

Leah was oblivious to Kel's departure, her entire focus on the farmer's pain-filled eyes and strained breaths. "Stay with me," she pleaded. "Just hold on, please."

As the farmer lay there, the color draining far too quickly from their face, they managed to reach into their pocket and retrieve something small and metallic. It was a mermaid pendant, its charm glimmering faintly in the dim forest light.

Leah gasped as realization struck her, her eyes widening with disbelief and surprise. She reached out to take the pendant from the farmer's trembling hand, her fingers closing around it with a mixture of grief and shock.

The farmer's chest hitched slightly, each gasp for air more labored than the last. Blood pooled beneath their body, staining the surrounding leaves and soil. They stared up at the sky for a moment, their eyes losing focus as they gazed at the clouds.

Then, with one final, shuddering breath, their body went limp, the life ebbing out of them like the receding tide.

Tears cascaded down Leah's cheeks as she tenderly cradled the farmer's head in her lap. Leaning in close, she whispered softly in their ear, her voice quivering with a mixture of sorrow and affection.

"I accept.”

[multi-fandom-hoebag]

NSFW ABC (Maru)

(Minors DNI)

A = Aftercare

* The level of closeness and vulnerability that comes with intimacy is still sometimes overwhelming for her, so cuddles and gentle kisses are sure to follow.

* Lots of gentle caresses, soft words and tired smiles. 

* She loves when you stroke her hair, or run your fingers along her skin while she cuddles up close to you.

B = Body part

* She is really proud of her forearms. All of her tinkering and building has left them firm and toned, and she’s proud of how dexterous her fingers are. They come in handy when you become intimate and she’s able to show off how skilled they can be.

* She loves your eyes, especially when you are kneeling in front of her, looking up at her and pleasuring her. She loves seeing how much you love her and want her when she looks into your eyes in the moment.

C = Cum

* She’s a little embarrassed at how quickly she cums, especially since she has so many back to back. It only takes a few moments after the first time before she’s cumming again, repeating the process multiple times.

* She was really self conscious of this at first, but she’s learned to be less embarrassed by it after lots of reassurance from you.

D = Dirty secret

* She built her own sex toy. It started out as a normal dildo at first, but after some experimenting she was able to attach it to a motor and make her own fucking machine.

* She only used it once, since she nearly blacked out from how hard she came, and quickly disassembled it to return to a normal sex toy.

E = Experience

* You are her first sexual experience. Before you she had never even kissed anyone, so she is experiencing everything for the first time with you.

* It’s not surprising that she is a fast learner though, and after a few notes she’s proven to be a great lover.

F = Favorite position

* She likes sitting on the counter in her lab or the kitchen counter with you standing between her legs fingering her.

* Similarity, she likes to be on a counter or sitting in a chair while you kneel in front her and eat her out.

G = Goofy

* It’s important for her to feel comfortable with you, so making her laugh is essential to dispel any tension or apprehension.

* She needs to get out of her own head, and needs you to help her relax and lighten the mood to be able to be at ease and enjoy the moment with you.

H = Hair

* She’s completely shaved as she doesn’t want to bother worrying about it. Grooming is just one more thing to deal with and she prefers to get rid of it completely and not have to think about it.

I = Intimacy

* She is very loving and romantic with you. She wants to love you, and be loved in return, and prefers it to be a gentle, loving affair.

* She loves to praise and be praised, and would never what things to be degrading or rough.

J = Jack off

* She has definitely fucked herself, making her own sex toys and being very familiar with her own body. But she much prefers being with you as the emotional connection makes the act all the better.

* She loves machines but they can’t satisfy her emotional needs the way you can. She needs the emotional high much more than the physical high.

K = Kink

* She likes wearing her nurses outfit for you. You told her so often how hot she looks in it that it’s become a bit of an ego boost for her, and loves the way you look at her while she wears it.

L = Location

* She does prefer to keep it to the bedroom most of the time, but she also likes having sex in her lab, especially on her lab table.

M = Motivation

* She loves when you gently nibble her earlobe, or takes her bottom lip between your teeth. A little gentle biting or nibbling from you and she’ll be putty in your hands.

* Whisper how sexy she looks into her ear and she will be completely at your mercy.

N = No

* She’s still experimenting different things with you, so she’s still learning what she does and doesn’t like. But she knows she’ll never want to explore pet play or anything overly degrading.

O = Oral

* She is on a very level playing field. She loves giving as much as receiving, feeling a hint of pride each time she makes you cum with her mouth.

* She loves the taste of you, and loves when you cum on her tongue or in her mouth, loving to taste her accomplishment.

P = Pace

* She’s perfectly fine if you get a little rough with her. Pull her hair a bit, leave bite marks, dig your fingers into her sides. As long as it’s done with love and you don’t actively try to hurt her she likes it a little rough sometimes.

* She also loves when you love her gently and worship her body. Either way she loves the way you make her feel and knows she’ll always be left satisfied.

Q = Quickie

* She has no reservations about it. She’s perfectly happy to go a quick round if it’s all there’s time for as long as you don’t make it a habit.

R = Risk

* She’s a scientist, so she’s always down to experiment. But only after she has researched the topic. If it’s something she feels she will enjoy she will bring it up and be more than open to trying it.

* On the flip side if it’s something she finds distasteful she will stay away from it and not even entertain the idea.

S = Stamina

* She has a pretty high stamina, and has multiple orgasms back to back.

* She has a high endurance, and has no problems taking care of you and making sure you’re as satisfied as she is. She loves the feeling of knowing she wore you out and her strong forearms and hands means she doesn’t tire easily.

T = Toys

* Apart from the ones she made herself, she never bothered to acquire any. She didn’t feel the need to spend money on something she could make herself and they proved to be quite efficient.

* She’ll never admit this to you though and you are none the wiser about it.

U = Unfair

* She tries to tease you, but she always ends up caving first. She’s gotten better and holding out but she’s still not able to outlast you.

V = Volume

* She moans a lot, but isn’t super loud to the point everyone knows what’s happening. It’s just loud enough for you, as that side of her is reserved for you alone.

* She’ll moan your name into your ear, and whimper so only you hear how good you’re making her feel.

W = Wild card

* She has a tattoo of her favorite constellation on her left hip.

X = X-ray

* Her body has the sexiest curves, giving her a gorgeous full figure. Her soft brown skin makes her look like a goddess and she loves the way you look at her when she strips for you.

Y = Yearning

* She wouldn’t consider herself to have an overactive sex drive, but she’s also nowhere near a prude.

* She falls in a normal range and is just as happy to have sex as she is to cuddle up with a movie.

Z = Zzz

* It takes her a while to fall asleep afterwards, as she needs to come down from the high before she can settle down enough to relax and fall asleep.

* She loves pillow talk, and loves snuggling up to you and holding you and feeling that connection with you.

[multi-fandom-hoebag]

NSFW (Abigail)

(Minors DNI)

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

* She is the sweetest when it comes to aftercare. She may seem like she is indifferent to the world but when it comes to you, you are her world and she will do everything she can to make sure you’re taken care of.

* She also requires gentle touches and kisses for aftercare, needing to feel a bit of security in her vulnerability.

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

* She is really proud of her tits. They’re small, perky, and the perfect size to fit into your hand. She has no issues walking around with no top on, even outside when working on the farm.

* She loves your ass, and will grab it at every available opportunity.

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

* Twice is usually her limit, unless you are going for overstimulation. She cums so hard it takes a lot out of her, so twice is usually as much as she can do.

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

* She is very into Consensual non consent. She wants to play out her darkest fantasies and have you take her seemingly against her will, with her pretending to fight you off.

* She is also into degradation, and wants you to call her a whore, a slut, or any other names meant to degrade her and take away her humanity.

* She won’t voice this unless she is VERY comfortable with you as she’s a bit ashamed of her darker desires.

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

* She has a bit of experience, more than what most people would expect from her. She definitely knows her way around the bedroom and is not shy about being with a new partner.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

* Face sitting. She loves to grip your hair, grinding her hips down into you as she uses your mouth and tongue to fuck her. If you aren’t pleasing her how she wants, she has no problems smothering you with her body for a moment until you start complying.

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

* She never takes herself too seriously and doesn’t expect you to either. She think life should be fun, and that includes sex.

* It can get a bit more serious when doing more BDSM stuff, but she likes to break it up with a bit of levity.

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

* She rocks a landing strip, as it’s her way of not conforming to either side of the “shave or don’t shave” debate. It’s a nice balance, and her way of not committing to one or the other.

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

* She isn’t of the mindset that “intimate” means it has to be candle light and music. To her it’s about sharing that connection with someone, even if it’s a bit rougher than what’s socially acceptable.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

* While she has a good variety of toys, her favorite way to get herself off is lots of lube and a simple vibrator on her clit.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

* She loves scratching and biting. She has no reservations about digging her nails or teeth into you, as a way of marking you as hers. She wants you to still feel her even after she has stopped touching you.

* She also loves when you pull her hair. Give it a good yank and she’ll reward you with a yelp of pleasure.

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

* She doesn’t really have a “favorite” place to have sex. All she needs is you, and she knows you can both have fun regardless of where you are.

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

* She loves watching you strip. Nothing excites her more than leaning back and watching you slowly take your clothes off for her.

* More often than not she’ll start playing with herself before you are completely bare.

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

* She absolutely refuses to call anyone (or be called) mommy or daddy. It completely turns her off and makes her feel a bit sick at the idea.

* She is also not into age play, or anything to do with littles. She likes a bit of taboo as much as the next person, but she cannot get into that particular kink.

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

* She much prefers receiving rather than giving. She’s more than happy to please you in other ways, but going down on you is not her favorite thing.

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

* She’s not into vanilla sex, but that doesn’t mean she can’t be loving. Just because she’s not into missionary doesn’t mean she’s incapable of “making love” to you, but you have to be vocal about what you need from her as she’s not a mind reader.

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

* Why not?

* It doesn’t matter to her if you only have five minutes to get off, it just cuts off a bit of foreplay and she’s perfectly fine with that.

* She sees nothing wrong with a quick fuck, as she knows it’s not an everyday thing.

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

* It’s Abigail, she’s pretty much down for anything.

* She’ll try anything once, and if she doesn’t like it then she’ll never do it again.

* She shows you that same respect, never doing anything you specifically said you didn’t like.

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

* She can go for a long time in terms of stamina, and endurance but once she’s reached her limit she’s done. Usually that’s only two times, so she wants to make sure you get your fill before she finishes as she’s pretty much useless afterwards.

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

* She has a fair amount of toys, but her favorite ones are the ones you can use together.

* She just bought a ball gag she has been dying to try out and can’t wait to use it with you.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

* If she wants to tease you she will send you nudes without a second thought. She is not subtle about what she wants and absolutely loves riling you up.

* However she will pout and moan if you tease her back. She cannot take what she dishes out.

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

* She is loud, proud, and doesn’t give a hypothetical fuck who hears. As far she is concerned the people who complain are just jealous their partner doesn’t fuck them like that.

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

* As stated above, she has never gotten to try her darker kinks, as she hasn’t trusted anyone enough to show them that side of her. But she trusts you and wants you to be the one she explores it with.

* She loves the idea of being at your mercy and trusts you enough to know you’ll never actually hurt her.

* She has a journal she jots her fantasies down in, and you have been the main character in all of her more freaky ones.

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

* She has both her nipples double pierced. She actually found it super erotic when it happened the first time and went back for more once they healed.

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

* She has a fairly high sex drive, especially when it comes to you. The moment she saw you she was instantly attracted to you and that attracting has only grown stronger.

* She thinks about fucking you more times than she cares to admit, as you’ve allowed her to be herself and haven’t tried to stifle her.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

* She falls asleep almost immediately after, but will always kiss you good night. She feels bad for how fast she falls asleep, and sometimes needs reassurance you aren’t mad at her for it.

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NSFW ABC (Penny)

NSFW (Minors DNI)

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

Penny often feels quite emotional after sex, overwhelmed by the vulnerability she feels. She has never been very talkative, so she will snuggle close to you, burying her face in the crook of your neck. She has always had a tendency to bottle up her emotions, so she will opt for small touches and kisses to show her emotions.

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

Penny has come to appreciate her lips, after you have complimented them so many times. They are full and soft, and she loves the way they feel pressed against yours. She finds it incredibly sexy when you bite her lip, and she can’t help but shiver when she thinks of all the things that mouth is capable of doing to her.

Her favorite part of you is your hands. Whenever you touch her, whether it's running your fingers through her hair or holding her waist, she practically melts in your hands. She especially loves how your finger feels when it slowly eases into her, curling ever so slightly in a way that leaves her breathless and moaning.

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

She can only go one round before needing to take a breather, so she prefers to let her partner get off first. Since it takes her a while to cum, she tends to focus more on your needs before allowing herself to finish.

She can squirt, but she needs to be overstimulated which is not something she likes to do very often.

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

Before the two of you got together, she would look up your pictures on social media and touch herself to them. She would imagine your face buried between her legs as she did so, gently breathing your name as she came to thoughts of you.

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

When the two of you first got together, she was very inexperienced. She had only done a bit of heavy petting with one other person, and they stopped before actually having sex. She was worried her lack of experience would be disappointing, but she is a fast learner and always eager to please you. She improved quickly, and is always willing to take notes.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

When she is in a soft and tender mood, she loves to ride you (thigh grinding, or riding a strap for a female partner). She loves to look into your eyes as you hold her waist, seeing the effect she has on you making her even more needy for you.

When she has had a rough day and needs to ger her frustrations out, she prefers you to take her doggy style. She might be sweet, but she is human and sometimes needs an outlet for her anger.

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

She is pretty serious when it comes to sex, as she views it an as intimate and sacred act.

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

She's not totally shaved, but she keeps herself meticulously groomed. She wouldn't mind shaving if you asked her too, but she never felt the need to go totally bare.

She doesn't care what you do with yourself, she will never tell you what to do with your own body, she just prefers to maintain her own hygiene as a personal preference.

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

She is very soft and gentle, viewing the act almost reverently. She feels very connected to you during sex, and takes the matter seriously, making sure your needs are met and you are taken care of.

She will give you gentle kisses all over, whispering gentle words of affection in between touches.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

She is definitely skilled in the art of getting herself off, though she hasn't done much of that since you started having sex. She much prefers your touch to that of her own.

But if you are out late or kept busy during the day when the need strikes, she will wear one of your shirts, inhaling your scent as she lays spread eagle on the bed, her knees bent as she imagines your mouth in place of her hands.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

Praise kink. She loves being called '"good girl" and to be told how well she is doing. She will do everything in her power to get you to praise her, and will melt and each affirmation.

"You're doing so well baby" and "that's my good girl" are phrases guaranteed to make her moan in appreciation.

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

While you have had the occasional romp in the barn, she much prefers to keep sex to the privacy of the bedroom. She prefers the safety and comfort of the bedroom when she lets her guard down for sex, preferring not to have any distractions when being intimate with you.

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

Seeing you working on the farm, your body covered in sweat always sends a thrill through her. She loves the way your body glistens in the afternoon sun, and can't wait to help you out of your clothes later.

She also gets turned on knowing she can turn you on. She loves how sexy it makes her feel when you are looking at her with heat in your eyes, ready to devour her.

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

No degradation, from either of you. She wants to feel good and make you feel good, so praise over degradation always. Tell her how good she is and how sexy she is.

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

She loves receiving oral, it's her favorite thing that you do to her. She loves the way you suck and lick her, loving the warmth of you mouth as you suck on her until she cums. She loves cumming on your tongue, it's her favorite place to finish.

She is also more than willing to give, happily using her mouth to give you the same pleasure you give her. She will lap (or swallow) every last bit of your cum, humming happily at your taste.

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

Slow and sensual, unless there is some frustrations that need to be let out, then it's okay to be a little rougher. But she much prefers tender and sensual lovemaking if given the choice.

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

She is not opposed to the occasional quickie in the middle of the day, or in the morning before you head off to work. But she prefers to draw out the act, as sex is more about feeling close to you than actually getting off (although she greatly enjoys that part as well.)

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

She is NOT willing to be in a position where anyone might walk in and see the two of you together. The idea of anyone seeing her naked makes her stomach churn and the thought of anyone else seeing you naked sends an angry spike of jealousy coursing through her.

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

It takes her a while to get off, and she usually only cums once. But the pay off is well worth it, as that one orgasm leaves her happy and spent. It's rare for her to be able to go more than once as the force of it leaves her exhausted.

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

She definitely has a few toys at her disposal, and loves when you use them on her. She used them alone before you got together, but she hasn't had to use them by herself since you started having sex. Suck on her nipples while you use one of her toys on her and you will have her babbling incoherently.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

She is all about the teasing, both teasing you and being teased by you. She wants to extend the pleasure as long as possible, so she loves it when you two build the anticipation and edge each other so you’re both begging for release.

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

Penny normally isn't very loud. She will gasp and quietly moan into your ear, but if you fuck her just right to the point where can't take it anymore, she has been known to scream.

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

She has fantasized about using bondage; specifically being tied up and completely at your mercy as you eat her out over and over until she is forced to use the safe word to get you to stop.

Her safe word is "priest".

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

She hides it with practical clothing, but beneath her modest clothes she has a full ample chest with pink nipples that perk up with even the smallest bit of attention.

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

She never considered herself to have much of a libido, but once you started having sex she found she has a decent drive, and finds herself craving you more times than she cares to admit.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

She loves pillow talk, and will try to stay up to enjoy the quiet moments in the afterglow with you. That said, she’s usually spent afterwards and will fall asleep cuddling up to you.

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NSFW ABC (Haley)

(Minors DNI!)

A = Aftercare

* Haley is an absolute cuddle bug after sex, preferring to be the little spoon as you hold her. She will hold your hand tightly against her chest, bringing your hands to her lips and kissing your fingers gently.

* Please stroke her hair afterwards, she craves your attention and affection afterwards, especially if things got a little rough.

B = Body part

* For herself she loves her eyes. She loves that they can change color depending on what she is wearing, making her shine in every outfit (not that she doesn’t anyway.)

* For you, she loves your arms. She loves how toned they are from working on the farm, savoring the way they wrap around her when you come home to her each night. She loves that you are strong enough to pin her to the bed, but gentle enough to hold her afterwards.

C = Cum

* She has multiples, easily coming five or six times if you fuck her just right. She has squirted a couple of times, but it’s not a common occurrence.

* She is careful on what she eats to make sure she always tastes sweet for you as she loves when you go down on her.

D = Dirty secret

* Before you started dating you were the topic of all of erotic fantasies. She would be on her back, her knees bent as she used her toy, pumping it into her as she imagined you on the end of the dildo.

* On days when she was rude or mean to you, she would spent the night roughly fucking herself, imagining it was you punishing her for her attitude.

E = Experience

* She has plenty experience fucking herself, but she’s only ever slept with one other person, and that was Alex in a desperate attempt to get their virginities out of the way. It was terrible, he got off and she didn’t.

* That being said, she tends to be a bit of a pillow princess and tends to be fucked more often than she does the fucking. But when she does, she proved to be pretty skilled with her mouth.

F = Favorite position

* The slider (for a female partner). She loves the way your fingers move around her, sliding against and squeezing her clit, using her own wetness as lube as you touch her.

* The pretzel dip (for a male, or female partner with a strap) she loves that you can fuck her deeply like with doggy style but still gets to look at you as you do.

G = Goofy

* Depending on the mood she can be serious or goofy. She can laugh with you just as easily as she can scream your name, it all depends on the mood.

H = Hair

* She doesn’t really care what you do with your body, but for herself she prefers to keep self bare. The few hairs that may pop up are just as blonde as the hair on her head.

I = Intimacy

* She is actually very intimate when you’re having sex, loving the connection she feels with you. She loves fucking you, but also sees it as “spicily making love”. Sometimes it may get a little rough, but it’s always done with love.

J = Jack off

* She still indulges once in a while, but doesn’t feel the need as often as she used to. You keep her more than satisfied and would much rather have you fucking her.

* One the rare occasion you are out of town or apart and the mood strikes her, she will bring out her toys and scratch the itch.

K = Kink

* She is into light bandage, and loves to be pinned down and at your mercy. Pin her wrists above her head, or handcuff her to bed and she will be squirming with pleasure beneath her. Show her how much stronger you are than her, and she’ll whimper and moan your name almost incoherently.

L = Location

* Her first choice is always the bedroom, but she also loves being in the fields of the farm, sprawled out on a blanket as you fuck her underneath the stars. Sometimes the loft in the barn will also suffice if it’s raining or you just can’t wait long enough to make it back to the house.

M = Motivation

* She loves to build up the tension, playing a little cat and mouse throughout the day. She loves the anticipation, knowing when it finally happens it will be worth the wait.

N = No

* She is open to try new things, but anal is an absolute no for her. She would be open to pegging you, but it’s not something she wants done on her.

* She is also very big on consent, so if she says no to something she expects to be respected, and vice versa.

O = Oral

* As mentioned, she is a bit of a pillow princess and loves when you go down on her. Occasionally she is open to 69, but generally she prefers only receiving. (Bonus points if you tongue fuck her.)

P = Pace

* It again depends on her mood. She ask you to make love to her as quickly as she can tell you to fuck her. No night is ever the same so you can expect a lot of variety with her.

Q = Quickie

* She prefers the long game, with tension and build up, preferring to savor the moment. But she is not above a quickie here and there, and will gladly pull you into the barn for a tumble in the hay if she can’t wait for you any more.

R = Risk

* She is open to trying new things and experimenting, but she is not willing to risk being caught. She doesn’t necessarily care if people see her, but she is very possessive when it comes to you, and would lose her mind if anyone were to see you naked.

S = Stamina

* She can go for several rounds before tapping out. Sex with her usually lasts a while, so you can expect to be kept busy until late into the night. She cums multiple times, with the last one always taking a lot out of her, leaving her exhausted afterwards.

T = Toys

* She has a decent collection of toys, and has no issues with you using them on her. Occasionally she will use them on you as well, but normally they are used on her.

U = Unfair

* She loves to tease, savoring the build up and the anticipation. She acts annoyed when you tease her back, but she secretly loves it.

V = Volume

* Haley is loud and proud and doesn’t care who hears her. She’s been known to scare the crows from the trees surrounding the farmhouse with how loud she screams.

W = Wild card

* She secretly wishes she had met you sooner so you could have been the one to take her virginity rather than Alex.

X = X-ray

* She’s fairly slender with slight curves in all the right places. Her legs are toned from all the walking she does with her camera, and her pale skin has become slightly tan from being on the farm.

Y = Yearning

* She has a pretty high sex drive, and you have sex several times a week. That being said, she’ll never guilt you or make you feel bad if you’re not in the mood. She might have a high drive but she doesn’t expect you to match her energy every night.

Z = Zzz

* She usually falls asleep fairly quickly, as her multiple orgasms leave her pretty exhausted. But she’ll always make sure she says good night before she falls asleep.