#Idris Elba has never been hotter

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Rewatching Pacific Rim for the first time in years, and like this was truly one of the movies of all time huh

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Fic or Treat: how about smth based on your post the other day where Foggy doesn't realize he's in love with Matt 'objectively 11/10, anything less is heresy' Murdock? 😂 (it's been DAYS & i'm still thinking abt it so here we are LOL)

So this is somehow simultaneously set before Defenders and after DDS3 idk man, whatever.

Props to @kat8porgs and @thosemintcookies and @letsgetthisblog for helping me come up with some Dudes Hotter Than Matt Murdock, lol

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Matt Murdock is pretty much the hottest guy on the planet. It’s an objective fact. There’s a lot of times Foggy despairs of this, but he’s never once questioned it; his best friend is a solid 10/10. Probably 11/10 when he does that one really sappy smile that only makes an appearance when he’s completely at ease or super drunk.

Misty Knight does not seem to agree, based on the unimpressed look on her face.

And look, there’s no accounting for taste, but Matt’s on another level. His appeal is undeniably universal. Like, as much as people have teased Foggy about fawning over Matt, it’s not gay or anything. Really. He’s just secure enough in his masculinity to be able to recognize how unfairly smokin’ hot his bff is. It’s a purely platonic observation, and the proof is that everyone else thinks Matt’s hot too.

“He’s not hot,” Misty says flatly, pushing Foggy’s phone back to the center of the cafe table.

It’s got one of Foggy’s best pictures of Matt on it — sitting at his desk in their office, hands scanning over some document or other and a look of intense concentration on his face. The lighting’s just right to show the red in his glasses and highlight his jaw.

“Are you high?” Foggy demands, jabbing a finger at the screen. “Just look at him! He’s beautiful!”

Misty snorts, then puts up her hands when Foggy glares at her.

“Look,” she begins, very obviously and condescendingly humoring him, “I’m not saying he’s ugly or anything, but when you say ‘ungodly man-beauty’ I expect to see some, y’know, ungodly man beauty. This? This is a generic-looking white boy.”

She’s lost it. That’s the only explanation. There’s nothing generic about Matt. Foggy tells her so, and her eyes sharpen a little with interest, though her mouth stays firmly in that ‘oh you poor fool’ smirk. In truth, maybe challenging a headstrong detective isn’t the smartest move; Misty is very perceptive. Not that Foggy has anything to hide. Because he doesn’t. And even if he did, he’s not necessarily known for making smart, rational decisions. Case in point: knocking out mobsters with a baseball bat, associating with someone reckless enough to earn the moniker Daredevil, and dating Marci Stahl not just once but twice.

Misty spins the phone back around and takes a second look, but there’s no dawning realization in her eyes. She shakes her head.

“And you couldn’t have gotten a picture sometime after he remembered how to use a razor?” she asks.

Foggy, of course, is offended on behalf of Matt’s pleasantly stubbly jaw. Matt looks good all the time, but he looks a lot less baby-faced with a little bit of facial hair — Foggy’s not sure whether a full-on beard would work well for Matt, but the stubble looks just right.

“The scruffiness is part of his charm!” he insists.

“He looks like a sad hobo in a business suit,” comes Misty’s totally ruthless reply.

Foggy has to gather his phone to his chest to protect Matt’s picture from such hurtful words.

“Sad hobo? We’re not talking about Rand again, are we? Because I got an earful from Hogarth the last time I suggested someone that rich should get better-fitted suits,” a familiar voice cuts in.

“Marci!” Foggy perks up — at last, a voice of cold, neutral sanity! “You’re finally here!”

Marci rolls her eyes, but she’s smiling with one eyebrow quirked and her arms subtly open — her usual ‘give me a hug’ posture.

“You didn’t think I’d miss a girls’ day out, did you?”

There’s a sudden, unexpected rush of relief and joy through Foggy’s veins as he thinks about their rekindled friendship. No matter how rough their first breakup was or how awkward their second, he’d missed her a lot in the years they weren’t speaking. He slips his phone into his pocket, then folds Marci into a hug.

“It’s good to see you too, Foggy Bear. I hear it’s been a busy month for you. Getting into heated disagreements with law enforcement again?”

As if he does it all the time! Really, it’s just bickering with Brett. And the people on the vigilante task forces. And those guys who’d been hassling Luke. And... Ok, maybe she has a point. Foggy clears his throat.

“Listen, that’s not important. I need you to tell Misty that she’s crazy. She says Matt’s not objectively attractive. But you saw, he had tons of dates in college, obviously all the girls thought he was hot.”

Marci gives Foggy a pitying smile that begins to erode his confidence with stomach-twisting effectiveness.

“Sweetie, the reason Murdock got so many dates was because he was confident but not a sexist jackhole.” She smirks. “Well. And because he was a big slut and everybody knew it. It’s not like there weren’t hotter guys on campus.”

“Name one,” Foggy orders, putting his hands on his hips like his Ma used to whenever he and Theo broke a window with their baseball.

Marci is a known bitch so she begins listing people off on her fingers.

“That guy Wyatt that Jen Walters started dating after you two broke up. The exchange student from Wakanda that quit second year. Eddie Brock on a good day. Sam Wilson every day. Cranston that one time in 2L when he was definitely trying to score with you. Shall I go on?”

“Tried to—” Foggy’s head is spinning, and he loses whatever argument he’d been cooking up about Matt’s hotness relative to these other guys. “Larry Cranston was a straight up dick, he never tried to score with me!”

“He definitely tried to score with you,” insists Marci. “At that post-midterm party first semester. But he’d already insulted Murdock by that point so you’d erased him from your dating pool and didn’t notice.”

“Well— then good riddance,” Foggy decides.

He continues to argue with Marci and Misty both until Karen arrives. Her face tells Foggy she’s somewhere between concerned and amused, but not enough to stop over before she’s got her drink in hand.

“The last time I saw you this fired up you were taking DA Tower to task,” she greets him. “What’s going on?”

“These two—” Foggy gestures at Marci and Misty— “have clearly lost it.”

“You’re the odd one out here,” says Misty.

But if he can get Karen to join his side, he won’t be — it’ll be fifty-fifty again.

“Look, unlike everyone else in this room she actually dated Matt, she’s got to agree with me. He’s objectively super hot, right, Karen?”

Karen blinks. Then she glances out the window and takes a long, awkward slurp of her coffee. Foggy throws his hands in the air. His perception of the world is literally crumbling around him. Or else everyone else has gone nuts.

“Karen, come on!” Foggy all but pleads. “You dated him!”

“Because he was really sweet to me! It’s not like someone has to be Adonis for me to date them, Foggy, I’m not that shallow! I mean, I like how he looks well enough, but he’s not as hot as, I don’t know, Idris Elba or Jason Momoa or somebody.”

She seems unbothered by the assertion. But, the thing is... Well, movie stars are all well and good, Foggy supposes, but they don’t have Matt’s... Matt-ness. That perfect, undefinable, essence-of-Matt thing that accentuates his natural beauty. Foggy doesn’t know how even Karen could have missed it, but Foggy’s got evidence on his side. He thumbs through the photos on his phone again, stopping on one from a couple months ago.

It’s of Matt, obviously. A closer shot, facing him head on. His hair is ruffled, his glasses are off, and there are small, happy little crinkles at the corner of his eyes. His smile is earnest and stunning. There’s a single fading bruise on his jaw. It’s Foggy’s absolute favorite picture of Matt, incontrovertible proof that Matt’s happiness isn’t trapped in rosy memories of the past. Proof that Daredevil is still Matt, still Foggy’s Matt, that the solid core of their friendship was never a lie.

Foggy wasn’t gonna use this — his final resort — because it’s... It’s private, and close to his heart. Matt keeps these smiles hidden, doesn’t show them to just anybody or for just any reason. It makes Foggy feel like he should guard them too. But the others just don’t get it, and Foggy’s determined to make them understand. Squaring his shoulders, he shoves his phone at Misty.

“There!” he snaps. “Ok? Just— just look at that smile and tell me he’s only average!”

Misty accepts the phone and studies the picture on it for a long, long time.

“I’ll give you the smile,” she admits at last, handing it back. “It is a nice one. But it still only bumps him up to 7/10.”

Foggy’s jaw drops.

“That’s ridiculous!”

“It isn’t though, Foggy Bear,” sighs Marci, raking her manicured nails through her hair. “It’s totally reasonable, you just can’t make an objective judgment because you’re literally in love with him.”

Foggy laughs, but it sounds strained and hysterical even to his own ears.

“Of course I’m not in love with him.”

Karen reaches out and squeezes his shoulder with a look on her face that makes Foggy want to scream.

“Foggy...”

“I’m not!”

Because he’s not. He isn’t, he can’t be. He can’t be in love with Matt, because that would suck. Not loving Matt, any idiot would be lucky to do that, but... Matt has a Type. And regardless of what Marci and Misty and Karen say about Matt’s own attractiveness, it’s at least true that the people Matt goes for are always super beautiful women. That being the criteria, Foggy’s a perfect zero out of a hundred. Being in love with Matt would be an exercise in futility, and more than a little pathetic.

“I’m not, I...” Foggy tries again, staring down at the picture of Matt smiling. “I...” His heart squeezes in his chest. “Oh, god, I’m in love with him.”

When Foggy manages to look up, the others are watching him with concern. That seems appropriate, because he himself is also very concerned, beneath the numbness of his shock.

“Oh, Foggy Bear...” Marci sighs. “I’m sorry. I thought you just didn’t want to admit it out loud. I never realized you didn’t actually know.”

Foggy takes a shaky breath, squeezes his eyes shut until he’s sure he’s not gonna start crying.

“This sucks,” he says, trying to make light of it and failing epically when his voice breaks.

Even though she looks the most uncomfortable, Misty is the first to speak.

“Isn’t it better to know?”

“Not even a little,” Foggy says miserably. “Because he won’t— he wouldn’t want...”

“You don’t know that, Foggy,” Karen tells him.

But he does know that. Matt has a Type, and Foggy isn’t it. He shakes his head.

“What... What am I supposed to do now...?”

“Now,” Karen says firmly, grabbing one of his hands and lacing their fingers together, “we go have our girls’ day out.”

It’s Marci’s turn to choose, so Foggy expects to spend the afternoon day-drinking away his feelings. Instead, he ends up at an animal shelter.

Marci does not like dogs, but she’s very partial to kittens, and doesn’t even seem to mind all the fur getting on her designer clothes. Meanwhile, Karen spends her time making goofy cooing noises to a particularly happy pit bull, and Misty plays fetch with an excitable golden retriever.

“It’s just like Danny,” she jokes, startling a laugh out of Foggy for the first time since his unfortunate realization.

For his own part, Foggy plays a little with as many of the animals as he can, but he’s especially fond of an orange tabby that likes to pounce off of high places. Because of course that’s the one that catches his eye, right? Foggy is, he’s beginning to realize, completely hopeless.

Truthfully, though, hanging out with Misty, Karen, Marci, and the animals does manage to do a good job of keeping his mind off the whole Matt Thing entirely — right up until they drop him off at his apartment. Afterwards, well, there’s nothing to distract him. Foggy spends the evening moping, and maybe eats too much ice cream before curling up under the covers and taking an early night.

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He wakes at what the red numbers on his alarm clock assure him is 3:17am. There’s a rapid, ceaseless knocking on his window. Foggy takes a good five seconds to groan into his pillow and then forces himself to get up.

However, he’s barely climbed out of his bed before he’s tackled back into it. A very familiar idiot in a black mask is pinning him to the sheets, gloved hands on his shoulders, knees bracketing his hips.

“Foggy, Foggy—”

“Matt what the fuck?” Foggy wheezes, because— really, what the fuck?

Matt rips off his mask and throws it somewhere. He’s grinning like an idiot, and even in the low light Foggy can tell that the look in his eyes is tender but exhilarated.

“You’re in love with me?” Matt asks, breathless and giddy.

The combination of those words with that unexpected tone means Foggy has to give his brain a few seconds to reboot before he can reply.

“I. I’m. Yes?”

Matt’s smile becomes somehow more dazzling.

“Good,” he says, like a big dork, and tugs Foggy up into a kiss.

It’s a good kiss. Like, a really good kiss. So good that maybe it takes Foggy a few minutes of really good kissing and one pinch to his own arm to be sure it’s not a dream.

Eventually, probably because it’s literally 3:30 in the freaking morning, Matt flops himself down on Foggy’s chest and his ardor cools into sleepy, catlike nuzzling.

“I love you too,” he offers at last, about fifteen minutes after he really ought to have, still pressing tiny kisses to Foggy’s throat.

Foggy can only laugh and gather him closer, disbelief and joy fizzing in his chest like soda.

“Yeah. I kind of figured.”

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It’s 8:42 the next morning when Foggy thinks to ask what exactly tipped Matt off about his feelings. Matt’s posture gets cagey and sheepish.

“What?” Foggy asks. “Is it really that bad?”

“Well...”

Matt pulls his cell phone out of his pocket and holds it out for Foggy to take. After some silent prompting, Foggy accepts it and navigates to voicemail amidst the narration of the phone’s screen reader. There’s one message. Cautiously, Foggy clicks play.

“Hey!” Marci’s voice says loudly. “Hey! Answer your phone Murdock, I know you don’t sleep! Fucker.”

She’s pretty clearly drunk. The voicemail only gets more angry and incoherent from there; Foggy’s pretty sure she calls Matt ‘Wal-Mart brand white bread’ at one point, which... Ouch. But she also says a lot of sappy stuff about Foggy deserving the world. And then it returns to the insults when she says that if Matt wasn’t ‘too busy cultivating a greasy Castaway beard’ he would have admitted his ‘stupid, stu— smoof— smooch— schmoopy, that’s the one, schmoopy’ feelings by now because Foggy loves him too and they’re both big idiots making themselves sad for no reason.

“Ah,” Foggy murmurs when the message finally, finally ends. “Well. That’s... Something.”

Matt nods, chokes out a laugh.

“Pretty much,” he agrees.

“Um. I... I’m really sorry about her.”

“No. I, um... I’m glad. You know. That she called,” Matt tells him, and wow that earnest face is too intense for Foggy’s poor weak heart. “I.” Matt straightens his shoulders, takes a deep breath. “I love you.”

“Yeah,” Foggy says wonderingly. “You do, don’t you?”

He can see it now, on Matt’s face — and he suddenly realizes it’s been there a long time, that part of Matt’s indescribable beauty, his Matt-ness, is... Being-in-love-with-Foggy-ness. That Foggy makes Matt as happy as Matt makes him.

“Foggy,” Matt whines, mouth curling down into a slight pout.

“What?” And then it hits him. “Oh! Right. Yeah. I love you too, Matty.”

And like magic, like the flash of sunlight reflecting off glass, it’s back again — Matt’s perfect smile.

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Time for a story - A little crush

“God, that guy is so hot.”

Hearing Felicity say that, Oliver dropped the dishtowel to the counter quickly. He hurried over into the living room where Felicity was sitting, sprawled out on the couch, while she was watching TV.

“And a jealous husband appears.”

Although Felicity had mumbled those words under her breath, probably trying to hide them form him, Oliver hadn’t missed them.

“Who is hot?”

A smile was tugging at the corners of Felicity’s lips. She continued watching TV like she wasn’t aware or didn’t mind that he was standing there at all. Since Oliver knew her as well as nobody else knew her, he could see that she was very much aware and vigilant about his presence though.

Oliver guessed that she wanted to play this little game of teasing with him because she knew that his senses, especially his ears, were a lot more trained than the ears of most other people. If she hadn’t wanted his attention, she wouldn’t have said anything at all. If she wanted to play this game, he would happily join in though.

“So?” he asked once more and stepped around the couch. “Who is hot?”

Oliver rested his forearms on the back of the couch and leaned forward. He glanced at the TV, seeing some gossip show airing. Photos and videos of a tall Afro-American guy with broad shoulders and strong arms were being shown.

“He?” Oliver asked when Felicity still didn’t answer.

“Hm-hmm.”

Felicity hummed in agreement, nodding her head. Her eyes were almost like glued to the TV. When a video of that guy training shirtless started playing, Felicity sat up a little more upright and almost caused her head to bump under his chin. It would have probably ended painfully for both of them if Oliver hadn’t managed to pull away by the last second.

A low growl built in his chest when Oliver was watching the video. That guy would definitely not be able to hold himself in a fight against him, but he’d match his muscular appearance anytime. Maybe, his muscles were even a little bit more defined than Oliver’s were.

“Who is that guy?” Oliver asked once more. “I don’t think I know him.”

“His name is Idris Elba.”

Idris Elba. Oliver guessed it was a name he should add to the list of people he didn’t like. He didn’t know that guy at all, but that didn’t matter. Anyone who was able to attract Felicity’s attention with a handsome appearance belonged onto that list.

“Idris Elba,” Oliver repeated that name loud now. “Who’s that?”

“He’s said to be playing the new James Bond,” Felicity told him, “and I think James Bond has never looked hotter.”

“I thought you were into Pierce Brosnan, and wouldn’t accept any other actor to play James Bond after him.”

The report about Idris Elba ended just now. Finally, Felicity was able to tear her eyes away from the screen. She angled her head back and shot him an incredulous look.

“It’s Idris Elba.”

She said it like it would explain everything. Maybe for Felicity it did. For Oliver, it just rose more questions.

“I think I will have to google a photo of him and save it as my new background for my phone,” Felicity told him. “What’s better than seeing his face every time I grab my phone?”

Oliver had an answer for that. He actually had a thousand answers for that. Instead of voicing any of them, he just bit down on his tongue though. Felicity was way too good at playing this game of teasing.

“Well, my face for example,” he said despite knowing better after al. “I mean…”

He gestured up and down his face, and Felicity shot him an incredulous look. suppressing a chuckle which ended in a snorting sound. She turned back to the TV, shaking her head slightly. The corners of her lips were still twitching from amusement.

Oliver figured it was time to switch tactics. He had the choice between trying to make Felicity jealous as well and going into utter romantic mode. While the first would probably be the most fun, he knew that he’d get a kiss much sooner with the second.

“I guess he is on your three-listen then?”

The three-list. If it hadn’t been for Iris and the fact that he had been on her three-list, he wouldn’t even know that a list like that was a thing. Since he had been with Felicity, they had talked about that list from time to time though. Neither of them actually had a list like that, but sometimes it was fun to tease each other with it.

Felicity puckered her lips, looking at Oliver again. He could see that she senses that there was something going on. Still, she didn’t say anything about it yet.

“I think he is,” Felicity replied.

Oliver nodded slowly. “Who else is?”

“Chris Evans,” Felicity replied without hesitation. “Definitely Chris Evans.”

“Not Christ Hemsworth?”

“He would be because he is hot and he’s great daddy material, but I already have an army of kids,” Felicity replied. “Besides, Chris Evans has a super-cute dog.”

Oliver nodded slowly. “And the third?”

Felicity puckered her lips and hummed thoughtfully and narrowed her eyes slightly. Apparently, finding someone who matched Chris Evans and Idris Elba was too hard. Or maybe there were too many guys on her mind.

“Do you want to know who’s on my three-list?”

“Oh, let me guess,” Felicity said. She shifted on the couch, pushing her legs under her butt and resting her hands over Oliver’s on the backrest of the couch. “Margot Robbie, Jennifer Upton and Bar Rafaeli.”

Oliver didn’t even know who that last person was, but it didn’t matter anyway. He shook his head.

“Second try?”

Knowing how competitive Felicity was, he smiled and nodded his head. She could have a million tries and she probably didn’t know. It was one of the many things he loved so much about her.

“Gigi Hadid, Blake Lively and Emilia Clark.”

“Wrong, wrong and wrong.”

“Okay, one last try,” Felicity suggested and didn’t wait for him to answer before she already made her try. “Natalie Portman, Jessica Alba and Julianne Hough.”

Oliver chuckled, shaking his head. When Felicity took in a deep breath, probably about to suggest another three ladies, Oliver captured her lips in a gentle kiss, making every sound that could have fallen from her lips die on her tongue. She just released a low sigh and leaned into the kiss.

When Oliver leaned back, Felicity’s eyes were almost a little hazy. A dreamy smile spread on her lips.

“I don’t need a three-list,” Oliver told her and leaned forward to brush his lips against Felicity’s once more. “I already have the one woman I need in my life.”

Felicity smiled, cocking her head. For a moment, he thought he had won, but it didn’t take long for the expression in her eyes to change. Oliver could see that she was looking right through him.

“Well,” Felicity said slowly, pulling her hands away from his and playing with the topmost button of his henley, “that’s sweet.”

She leaned forward and placed a firm kiss on his lips. Oliver wanted to deepen the kiss, but Felicity pulled back already.

“But I guess that means that you will stay here and watch the kids while I will let Idris Elba, Chris Evans and whoever else I choose to be on my three-list screw my brains out.”

With a chuckle, she pecked his lips once more. She got off the couch and walked towards the door. Stepping into the frame of it, she shot a look back over her shoulder and winked at him though. Oliver couldn’t help but chuckle and shake his head.

What was life and love without a little bit of teasing? 

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I'll be on vacation for a couple of days. As soon as I am back, I will start posting the next drama storyline.

Wish me luck, so I will hopefully find my muse again while I am away. That little b*tch is hiding from me lately. :D

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The Absolute Most Common Sexual Dreams

The Absolute Most Common Sexual Dreams

There’s a reason 0 Shades of Grey was therefore popular.

Individuals fantasize about lots of things: a no-expenses-barred holiday in Bora Bora, finally getting promoted towards the corner workplace, one complete time where no body wishes or requires most things because you just might get them one day from you… And fantasizing about those things are fun. However you should not simply take your intimate dreams therefore literally.

Because intense as intimate dreams could be, “we may not really need to do them,” claims Cyndi Darnell, a sexologist that is clinical in new york. “Instead, these dreams can provide a portal into components of our non-sexual thoughts that we’re trying to get together again within our day-to-day lives.”

And, often, those dreams could be a troubling—like that is little state, fantasizing about sex with some body besides your spouse. But imagining being nude with a complete complete stranger does not necessarily mean you’re trying to cheat or perhaps in you are in the throes of a psychological event. “why is a dream compelling may be the reality it is exactly that: a fantasy!” says Darnell. “Its purpose is always to allow you to process things, and it is not really a expression of every latent erotic desire.”

Confused in what your fantasies that are sexual suggest? They are several of the most common ones.

Being dominated

Interested in a Christian Grey to your Anastasia Steele? Almost per cent of women fantasize about being dominated intimately, based on a study in excess of 1,000 individuals who had been posted into the Journal of Sexual Medicine. “There’s grounds 0 Shades of Grey made such a visible impact!” says Channa Bromley, a relationship and dating mentor. “BDSM is alluring because one partner relinquishes all feeling of control. They’re submissive to the individual pressing them, but subconsciously provide on their own authorization become crazy, to be orgasmic in response—she does not have to keep back.”

Fantasizing about being dominated doesn’t mean that you are weak or that the partner is better than you, however. “Fantasies involving energy play may talk to a need to gain or relinquish control regarding our personal everyday lives, work life, or part in culture,” says Darnell. “Power characteristics within an erotic context create such sensorial arousal.”

Having a threesome

Eighty-nine % of this 4,1Americans surveyed by social psychologist Justin Lehmiller, Ph.D., for their guide let me know What you prefer admitted to fantasizing about having a threesome along with other individuals ( those who work in relationships did say ideally one particular individuals could be their partner).

“Fantasies to be the biggest market college porn stars of attention and desired by big sets of individuals might be of a longing to be observed and respected as being a person of worth or importance, or section of one thing much bigger as compared to self that is individual” says Darnell. that may be why around % of women really fantasize about making love with more than three individuals at time, in line with the Journal of Sexual Medicine.

Getting it in with someone through the exact same intercourse

Lehmiller’s research additionally unearthed that 9 percent of females confess to fantasizing about sex along with other ladies. But you’re suddenly not into guys if you’ve always been into the opposite sex, a sexy girl-on-girl dream doesn’t mean. “Female on female intercourse centers on dental and clitoral stimulation, and also this is exactly how many ladies orgasm,” says Bromley. “A dream about an other woman could possibly be concerning the need to be pleasured in a manner that females comprehend most readily useful.”

And, maybe maybe not for nothing, it is just recently that ladies have now been in a position to show more choice and freedom around sex. So dreaming of just a little action that is same-sex be much more about this liberation than intimate orientation—“gender dreams might recommend longing to split free from the social obligations put upon us by gendered restrictions,” explains Darnell.

Enjoying a romp in public places

In the event that you’ve ever endured sex being a guest in someone’s household, you realize that the excitement of having caught could make your romp appear also hotter. And % of females fantasize about using things further by sex in a place that is public based on the research posted into the Journal of Sexual Medicine. “There’s a feeling of liberation and empowerment in fantasizing about having a gathering in addition to proven fact that you others that are sexually excite your performance and arousal,” says Bromley.

Simply as you dream of or imagine being nude in the front others does not suggest you’ve got an exhibitionist streak IRL. Keep in mind, “fantasies allow us to take part in imaginary scenarios without real-world jealousy that is complications—like harm feelings, offending other people, as well as risking arrest,” claims Levy.

Making love with total strangers

Ever endured a stranger that is sexy up in your fantasies, or somebody you’ve never ever met in individual (ahem, Idris Elba…)? Almost 0 per cent of women report that they fantasize about sex with an unknown individual, the study into the Journal of Sexual Medicine discovered. “The anonymous ‘stranger’ dream allows visitors to avoid problems like accessory, closeness, or envy,” claims David A. Levy, Ph.D., a medical psychologist and wedding and household specialist based in Los Angeles.

The greater amount of impersonal nature of a complete complete stranger dream might also indicate you’re trying to detach your self from a thing that has nothing in connection with your relationships. “Fantasies about intercourse with strangers can provide phrase to a need to be without any force, duty, and duty to other people within our day-to-day everyday lives,” claims Darnell. “Often times, such dreams are as to what see your face represents as opposed to who they really are.”

Or, carrying it out with some one you understand

Sixty-six % of women fantasize about making love acquaintances, states the Journal of Sexual Medicine. If your employer, your husband that is friend’s your smokin’ neighbor unexpectedly makes an look in just one of your fantasies, don’t freak away.

“One associated with the greatest enemies of libido and satisfaction is monotony,” states Levy, “especially in longer-term relationships.” Fantasizing about some body you realize is partly because of the fact they regularly arrive in your life that is real additionally because “novelty, secret, fascination, and imagination are hallmarks of desire,” says Bromley.

P.S. In the real world,” says Darnell if you’re fantasizing about someone you despise, it’s not just for the super hot hate sex: “Fantasies about a person we actively dislike may be a way of coming to terms with the dynamic and taking control of the situation in your mind to make peace with it.

Returning to those 0 Shades fantasies… Sixty-five % of men and women fantasize about getting discomfort, whether in the shape of spanking, biting, or dripping wax that is hot Lehmiller present in their research. “S&M is about relinquishing control—it’s an easy method individuals forget themselves,” states Bromley. “The discomfort brings you to your real being and to the moment that is present. Additionally, physiologically, the pain sensation inflicted wakes up the physical human body, which makes it more responsive to enjoyment.”

Spanking, biting, and dripping hot wax are typical aspects of foreplay, which develops expectation and pleasure to also greater amounts prior to the event that is main. “The dynamic here frequently involves control: either gaining a feeling of control (usually when it comes to individual administering the pain sensation) or relinquishing control (for the individual getting the pain),” says Levy.

Having intercourse in a intimate location

Almost % of females fantasize about getting straight straight down in a sultry locale, like for a beach that is deserted the study within the Journal of Sexual Medicine discovered. It is not only because we’ve been conditioned by love novel covers, although that does play a part—“for ladies, psychological and contextual facets are far more prominent in dreams,” says Levy, and a setting that is romantic assist allow you to get revved up.

Someplace romantic like “a deserted coastline is a long way away from chores, due dates, or any duties,” says Bromley. “It’s a place where a lady can you should be within the moment that is present. There wasn’t such a thing waiting she can simply flake out in to the bliss. on her to do,” And what’s sexier than that?

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Congratulations, Reggie! You’ve been accepted for the role of Emmanuel Mensah. Please make sure to check our checklist, and you have twenty-four hours to send us your character’s blog. We’re really happy to have you in our family!

Your headcanons brought to life so much of the way Emmanuel thinks and carries himself, as well as his identity as an alpha and leader of the pack and protector of the Island. These layers were so fun to read and we're so excited for you to take Emmanuel to deeper levels. Your para was also very well written and we were able to feel his vibe and presence from your whole app. Well done!

Introduction

Reggie, he/him, 22, EST.

Activity level:

I work every day in the morning with weekends off, so I should be at least available almost every evening. With that being said, I play D&D on a weeknight every two weeks or so and I go out for drinks with coworkers, so I won’t be on every single night. But my account will be attached to my phone, so I’ll pretty much be around frequently for plotting and such.

Further contact:

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How did you find the roleplay?

Supernatural rp tag

Roleplay experience:

I’ve been roleplaying in groups for about two years or so, recently started RPing indie (though it’s a bit more infrequent).

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IC INFORMATION

Desired character:

Emmanuel Mensah

Faceclaim:

Idris Elba

Why did you choose this character?

The idea of playing a man burdened with leading an entire group (let alone taking on the responsibility of caring for those outside of the pack) intrigues me. There’s so much room for angsty character development, and I would love to have the challenge of playing a straight-faced, no-nonsense yet caring leader who hides his own fears and reservations for the sake of being the inspiration his people need.

Para sample:

               The nights were hotter and more humid in mid-July Florida. Emmanuel didn’t like it. He and his pack were used to cooler Massachusetts nights with a nice breeze running through his scalp and the moonlight shining in the water. It didn’t feel the same here. There was no water close enough to see the reflection of the moon in. And the breeze was humid, leaving an uncomfortable coat of sweat on his skin.

               Still, regardless of how much he hated traveling far from home, Emmanuel had an obligation. The Mensah pack had an obligation to take care of packs who needed their help. Their sister pack in the Everglades had needed help against a warring pack from Nevada who had come in the hopes of taking their territory. Emmanuel and his pack made quick work of the warring pack. It was cleaning up after them that would prove to be a bit more difficult. And the stench of the Everglades made it hard to sniff out anybody who may have survived an attack. For the most part, there were no survivors of the Nevada pack’s attack. Not on the night of the full moon.

               It was a quick job, done professionally and before the sun had gone down, and Emmanuel was just ready to go home. As the final bit of sunlight disappeared and the sky grew dark around them, the Mensah pack shifted into their wolf forms, shrouded by the thick cover of the woods. They made their way home, hidden as their massive wolf forms stomped across the terrain. They only stopped when a familiar scent came across his nostrils. He looked to the wolf beside him, his right-hand man running beside him since he first became leader of the pack, and they nodded in agreement. New wolf.

               They followed the scent to a small home in the suburbs, no more than two bedrooms, and shifted back to their human forms just outside the back window. Emmanuel peeked in through the broken glass, the sight filling him with a sadness he was all too familiar. A family maimed, bits and pieces tossed all over the blood-and-gore-covered room. And in the center, a crying young woman. She laid there, naked and covered in blood (her own and of her slaughtered family).

               “Help me,” she whispered as if she knew he was standing there. “I don’t know how, but… I can smell you. Please, mister… Everything hurts…”

               And for the first time in a very long time, Emmanuel felt pity for the poor lone wolf. He hadn’t seen a scene as heartbreaking as this in a long time. He didn’t usually let these things affect his better judgment, but he couldn’t help it this time. Maybe it was the dreaded hot Florida air.

               “Alright,” he voice rumbled, the man trying his best to sound comforting and kind. “Let’s get you out of here. We’ll help you, sweetheart.”

He came in, covered her with a blanket, and being fully understanding of the pain of a first-time transformation, picked her up in his arms. He put her on the back of his right-hand man, told her to hold on tight, and made their way back to Moon Island.

EXTRA

Personality traits:

+ Humble: Emmanuel is a great man who wants nothing more than to make sure the pack sees him as an equal. He does not believe that being alpha makes him any better than anybody else, and he refuses to let others believe that.

+ Loyal: Emmanuel’s loyalty towards his pack was almost a genetic trait. He was born into a pack that he always treated like a massive family, and loyalty was a given between all of them. Outside of the pack, though, it is difficult to gain his trust and loyalty. He believes that it is easier (for the sake of his pack and others he may care about) to assume the worse in strangers than to be disappointed later on down the line.

+ Nurturing: As stated before, Emmanuel is inherently loyal to his pack, and a bit more tentative towards certain people outside of the pack. But those he considers close are cared for like they are his own blood.

-  Reserved: Emmanuel doesn’t let anybody in. Even within his pack, not many people are close enough to Emmanuel to know what goes on in his mind. He puts up a front, hides his truest feelings, and refuses to let anybody know his fears.

- Brooding: Emmanuel is a quiet man who, when not concentrating his thoughts and efforts in something productive, sits in silence. His worries and struggles invade his mind, keeping him from being as productive as he would like to be.

- Harsh: Emmanuel’s expectations of his tribe are not impossibly high, but they are strict. He works on a second-chance rule. Those who make mistakes are forgiven once. Those who persist are not.

Headcanons:

Headcanon: There are few people outside of the pack that Emmanuel considers trustworthy. But nothing is deemed more untrustworthy to him as lone wolves. When a lone wolf makes its way to the Moon Island, Emmanuel demands to meet them in order to pass judgment. Should the lone wolf prove to be respectful (or at the very least, proves to be nothing of a threat), he allows them to stay on Moon Island, provided they stay their nights at the Squantum Cliffs (he personally chains them up on full moon nights before chaining up the pack and himself). If he deems them untrustworthy, he banishes them from the Island, threatening to dispose of them if he sees them again. None have challenged his threat yet.

Headcanon: Emmanuel owns Mensah Construction, a construction company that is in charge of building most of the homes and buildings in town. While he can be found in his office (both on-and-off-site) a few times, Emmanuel is typically outside working just as hard as the rest of his men, who he pays fairly, and any can attest that Emmanuel is a man who leads by example.

Headcanon: The only occasion in which Emmanuel has truly trusted a lone wolf was in Isabel’s case. He found her in a state of vulnerability he had never seen (considering his pack had always taught their members to embrace the wolf and prepare themselves). He saw the trauma in her face and decided to mentor the girl, teaching her to survive and send her on her way. Little did he know he would find in her the closest thing to a daughter he might ever find.

Headcanon: Emmanuel lives in a big house close to the edge of the northernmost woods. There’s a cellar door behind it that appears to be nothing more than a ratty yet intact cellar door. Some of Emmanuel’s most trusted pack members have a key to the cellar door, and upon walking in, they would find that the basement is fully furnished and exquisitely decorated. This serves as Emmanuel’s pack meeting place (be it individually with Emmanuel or as a group). It is rare that anybody outside the pack is allowed access to “the Den”.

Headcanon: Emmanuel doesn’t answer to nicknames. There are only one or two people who he allows to call him “Manny”, but he appreciates only being called that in private.

Headcanon: Emmanuel has a set of rules (or as he calls it, a “code of conduct”) that he expects the entire pack to respect (I’d love to see this actually happen and have it sent to the Mensah pack members).

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The Absolute Most Common Sexual Dreams

The Absolute Most Common Sexual Dreams

There’s a reason 0 Shades of Grey was therefore popular.

Individuals fantasize about lots of things: a no-expenses-barred holiday in Bora Bora, finally getting promoted towards the corner workplace, one complete time where no body wishes or requires most things because you just might get them one day from you… And fantasizing about those things are fun. However you should not simply take your intimate dreams therefore literally.

Because intense as intimate dreams could be, “we may not really need to do them,” claims Cyndi Darnell, a sexologist that is clinical in new york. “Instead, these dreams can provide a portal into components of our non-sexual thoughts that we’re trying to get together again within our day-to-day lives.”

And, often, those dreams could be a troubling—like that is little state, fantasizing about sex with some body besides your spouse. But imagining being nude with a complete complete stranger does not necessarily mean you’re trying to cheat or perhaps in you are in the throes of a psychological event. “why is a dream compelling may be the reality it is exactly that: a fantasy!” says Darnell. “Its purpose is always to allow you to process things, and it is not really a expression of every latent erotic desire.”

Confused in what your fantasies that are sexual suggest? They are several of the most common ones.

Being dominated

Interested in a Christian Grey to your Anastasia Steele? Almost per cent of women fantasize about being dominated intimately, based on a study in excess of 1,000 individuals who had been posted into the Journal of Sexual Medicine. “There’s grounds 0 Shades of Grey made such a visible impact!” says Channa Bromley, a relationship and dating mentor. “BDSM is alluring because one partner relinquishes all feeling of control. They’re submissive to the individual pressing them, but subconsciously provide on their own authorization become crazy, to be orgasmic in response—she does not have to keep back.”

Fantasizing about being dominated doesn’t mean that you are weak or that the partner is better than you, however. “Fantasies involving energy play may talk to a need to gain or relinquish control regarding our personal everyday lives, work life, or part in culture,” says Darnell. “Power characteristics within an erotic context create such sensorial arousal.”

Having a threesome

Eighty-nine % of this 4,1Americans surveyed by social psychologist Justin Lehmiller, Ph.D., for their guide let me know What you prefer admitted to fantasizing about having a threesome along with other individuals ( those who work in relationships did say ideally one particular individuals could be their partner).

“Fantasies to be the biggest market college porn stars of attention and desired by big sets of individuals might be of a longing to be observed and respected as being a person of worth or importance, or section of one thing much bigger as compared to self that is individual” says Darnell. that may be why around % of women really fantasize about making love with more than three individuals at time, in line with the Journal of Sexual Medicine.

Getting it in with someone through the exact same intercourse

Lehmiller’s research additionally unearthed that 9 percent of females confess to fantasizing about sex along with other ladies. But you’re suddenly not into guys if you’ve always been into the opposite sex, a sexy girl-on-girl dream doesn’t mean. “Female on female intercourse centers on dental and clitoral stimulation, and also this is exactly how many ladies orgasm,” says Bromley. “A dream about an other woman could possibly be concerning the need to be pleasured in a manner that females comprehend most readily useful.”

And, maybe maybe not for nothing, it is just recently that ladies have now been in a position to show more choice and freedom around sex. So dreaming of just a little action that is same-sex be much more about this liberation than intimate orientation—“gender dreams might recommend longing to split free from the social obligations put upon us by gendered restrictions,” explains Darnell.

Enjoying a romp in public places

In the event that you’ve ever endured sex being a guest in someone’s household, you realize that the excitement of having caught could make your romp appear also hotter. And % of females fantasize about using things further by sex in a place that is public based on the research posted into the Journal of Sexual Medicine. “There’s a feeling of liberation and empowerment in fantasizing about having a gathering in addition to proven fact that you others that are sexually excite your performance and arousal,” says Bromley.

Simply as you dream of or imagine being nude in the front others does not suggest you’ve got an exhibitionist streak IRL. Keep in mind, “fantasies allow us to take part in imaginary scenarios without real-world jealousy that is complications—like harm feelings, offending other people, as well as risking arrest,” claims Levy.

Making love with total strangers

Ever endured a stranger that is sexy up in your fantasies, or somebody you’ve never ever met in individual (ahem, Idris Elba…)? Almost 0 per cent of women report that they fantasize about sex with an unknown individual, the study into the Journal of Sexual Medicine discovered. “The anonymous ‘stranger’ dream allows visitors to avoid problems like accessory, closeness, or envy,” claims David A. Levy, Ph.D., a medical psychologist and wedding and household specialist based in Los Angeles.

The greater amount of impersonal nature of a complete complete stranger dream might also indicate you’re trying to detach your self from a thing that has nothing in connection with your relationships. “Fantasies about intercourse with strangers can provide phrase to a need to be without any force, duty, and duty to other people within our day-to-day everyday lives,” claims Darnell. “Often times, such dreams are as to what see your face represents as opposed to who they really are.”

Or, carrying it out with some one you understand

Sixty-six % of women fantasize about making love acquaintances, states the Journal of Sexual Medicine. If your employer, your husband that is friend’s your smokin’ neighbor unexpectedly makes an look in just one of your fantasies, don’t freak away.

“One associated with the greatest enemies of libido and satisfaction is monotony,” states Levy, “especially in longer-term relationships.” Fantasizing about some body you realize is partly because of the fact they regularly arrive in your life that is real additionally because “novelty, secret, fascination, and imagination are hallmarks of desire,” says Bromley.

P.S. In the real world,” says Darnell if you’re fantasizing about someone you despise, it’s not just for the super hot hate sex: “Fantasies about a person we actively dislike may be a way of coming to terms with the dynamic and taking control of the situation in your mind to make peace with it.

Returning to those 0 Shades fantasies… Sixty-five % of men and women fantasize about getting discomfort, whether in the shape of spanking, biting, or dripping wax that is hot Lehmiller present in their research. “S&M is about relinquishing control—it’s an easy method individuals forget themselves,” states Bromley. “The discomfort brings you to your real being and to the moment that is present. Additionally, physiologically, the pain sensation inflicted wakes up the physical human body, which makes it more responsive to enjoyment.”

Spanking, biting, and dripping hot wax are typical aspects of foreplay, which develops expectation and pleasure to also greater amounts prior to the event that is main. “The dynamic here frequently involves control: either gaining a feeling of control (usually when it comes to individual administering the pain sensation) or relinquishing control (for the individual getting the pain),” says Levy.

Having intercourse in a intimate location

Almost % of females fantasize about getting straight straight down in a sultry locale, like for a beach that is deserted the study within the Journal of Sexual Medicine discovered. It is not only because we’ve been conditioned by love novel covers, although that does play a part—“for ladies, psychological and contextual facets are far more prominent in dreams,” says Levy, and a setting that is romantic assist allow you to get revved up.

Someplace romantic like “a deserted coastline is a long way away from chores, due dates, or any duties,” says Bromley. “It’s a place where a lady can you should be within the moment that is present. There wasn’t such a thing waiting she can simply flake out in to the bliss. on her to do,” And what’s sexier than that?

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