#THE CARNAL D E S I R E

[mondaymelon]

Was that… an Isabela la Rosa reference? 🤨🤨

If so W music taste, and W writing ofc

yes.. it was...

tbf i dont listen to that many english songs.. good lord i sound so cringey. IM nOt liKE otHer PeoPle... ahem.

but like songs like that sound so... mythical. its giving. palace balcony witih the lead goes out for a bresh of fresh air and the ml steps in after them, with their hair swaying to the wind... and the full moon above illuminating their fine features.. and then mc blinks, eyes wide, sparkling- as they realize, that perhaps, the one who has a place in their heart iS-

that, and i have a playlist. for angst. and its sorta in that spectrum. not cause its sad its just... fitting idk

[angel-baby479]

H. ..H E 😳😳😳😳 *explodes*

Knightish-Knight.exe has stopped working.

Has this been done yet? Doesn’t matter, John Cena.

[linnienin]

🦋 A s t e r o i d ⁕ S i r e n e ⁕(1009) 🦋 i n ⁕ t h e ⁕ h o u s e s

How they seduce you, and how you can make them FAIL THEIR PLAN 😈

Hello gorgeous mermaids ✨🧜‍♀️🧜‍♂️

I hope you're doing well 🌸

I finally wrote the "Sirene in the houses" post! And added a little treat to reward you for your patience 👀

Enjoy 🦋

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Disclaimer: These are my PERSONAL THOUGHTS on an asteroid we know very little about, i am researching it and trying to understand it to the best of my abilities. Take what resonates

Disclaimer 2: This post is for entertainment purposes mostly, don't use these methods at home kids 💖

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⁕ I n t e r p r e t a t i o n ⁕ g u i d e :

The "How to make them fail their plan" paragraphs were formed using the theory "opposites attracts".

I tried to decipher every Sirene in the houses's possible behaviour and how to strike back using the unknown (to them) force of the energy from the opposite house.

Remember, this is MY THEORY and this post is meant to entertain and add some useful infos, like the Celebs examples for each house...yep, curious of knowing who they are? 👀

Keep reading 🦋

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⁕ 1ST HOUSE : Masters at knowing how to use their body. Naturally mesmerizing, they'll use their mannerism, their seductive and entrancing aura and expressions to get you do what they want. Usually these natives don't even need to speak a word to capture you, their confidence and self-assurance makes them appear as the ultimate trophy everyone wants. This placement can trigger other people's deepest insecurities... "do i have what it takes to win them?". Needless to say, Sirene in 1H individuals have seen it all, all the clownery and the ludicrous attempts from others to get them, while they stand in their confidence, looking at them making them think they catched their attention. But these natives, they're not as impossible to break as them make it seems... (they have been over-sexualised and judged on their appeareance for a long time, and want someone that goes beyond their looks, a partner in crime, someone that is serious in their approach and know how to share, instead of keeping everything for themselves)

⁕ 💥 HOW TO MAKE THEM FAIL THEIR PLAN: Show them you notice them (i mean, it's impossible not to) but you consider them as normal people like everyone else in the room. They'll wonder why you don't get showy and greedy over them, and you'll spark their curiosity, they'll feel a sense of tranquility in looking at you being social with others and treat people with good manners. Because they've seen extremes, your balanced persona will make them feel it safe to approach you.

⁕ Celebrities examples of Sirene in 1H: Eva Green, Debra Paget, Bella Hadid, Angelina Jolie, Grace Kelly, Selena Gomez, Anne Hathaway, Zoe Kravitz, Grace Jones, Elvis Presley, Jennifer Lawrence

Click HERE to see an exclusive post on Sirene in 1H

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⁕ 2ND HOUSE: Expensive lovers of sensations. They will attract them using bad or good ways, and because they know these sensations way too well, they also will set a trap for others making those people fall for them with their sensational methods. They will seduce you with their looks, touch, smell, voice and the taste of their kiss (or well, they could prepare you a sensational meal too hehhe). As soon as your 5 senses are triggered you'll only want more. These people use the human's carnal sin as their bait, they know perfectly how much to give to receive 10x more from their prey. They could even seduce you by showing how much money they have or their expensive possessions. Or could seduce to gain those material needs. (can have self-worth insecurities, so they'll persuade people sometimes only to get validation from them and to feel a sense of victory from winning their prey, so they can feel better about themselves)

⁕ 💥 HOW TO MAKE THEM FAIL THEIR PLAN: Show them control of yourself, especially control of your vulnerable side. They will not know how to get you if you show no problem in resisting their seductive attempts, they will instead be confused by you and take them back to avoid looking stupid (again, they can suffer from self-worth image so they'll feel riddiculous and they'll go find another prey to fill their self-esteem with), but if you want to reverse the situation, open up to them and make them feel like they're the only one worthy of knowing your vulnerable side, they'll love it and they'll fall for it.

⁕ Celebrities examples of Sirene in 2H: Beyonce, Lily Rose Depp, Michelle Pfeiffer, Naomi Campbell, Princess Diana

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⁕ 3RD HOUSE: "Welcome tributes to the 29372992 edition of Mind Games" ,and may the odds be in your favour because 3H Sirene natives have always won it. Sneaky, Clever, smart asses, these natives knows how to get to It quickly: a little smirk, the right word, a playful touch, and they've already hijacked your brain circuit. They love to confuse you with their double face game, looking at your pathetic and obvious reactions. You're going to feel like you're their partner in crime, their special someone, but all their pretty words, their quotes from your favourite poetry book, they ain't for nothing...their eyes are stuck on that prize, and you're just in their way. These natives love cars and driving. Could seduce you to buy them a car, give them a ride, or ride them on it 🙊. They could manipulate your siblings to get to you (and even get them both sistah and brothah). Spread rumors like it's nothing and be so good at hiding their face behind an innocent persona.They're quick and witty, it's extremely difficult to caught them slip unless...

⁕ 💥 HOW TO MAKE THEM FAIL THEIR PLAN: ...you observe their game from a higher perspective. They're very detailed individuals, so their weak point lays in the bigger picture. They can't be everywhere at the same time, if you show them you got the higher ground they can't reach you with simple words. Show them you are worthy of completing their game, show them your spiritual side, your deeper knowledge, words they've never heard about, they're extremely curious beings , and if they consider you interesting enough, they'll respect you and listen to what you can bring to their table of knowledge, if you pass their test, soon you'll hear the engine of their car and them approaching you saying "get it loser, we're going to play with people's minds"

⁕ Celebrities examples of Sirene in 3H: Elizabeth Taylor, Emma Watson, Halle Berry, Honor Blackman, Johnny Depp

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⁕ 4TH HOUSE: Cuddles that cage you. Such a sweet cutie pie right? Well, check your cholesterol levels because a too darn nice gesture from these natives can reveal itself as a fatal dose. They know the strings to pull to get your heart, and believe me my friends, if they get you to feel a nice comfy cozy presence that makes you feel at home, don't get too comfortable because they're about to cut that heart of yours in slices of cake to satisfy their bitter palate. Masters at emotional manipulation, they get your heart, they get your favours. And you'll feel so good about it won't you? They're giving all those nice smiles, warm hugs, puppy eyes, how could such a lovely little thing has shady thoughts right? Oh dear, you already fell into that trap didn't you...ohhh they're sobbing... nono, listen to me, don't rush to them, there's something more you need to know...(these natives actually never felt a sense of belonging, they didn't receive affection from their family, they don't really know what it truly means to have a home to return to)

⁕ 💥 HOW TO MAKE THEM FAIL THEIR PLAN: Show them you're a mature person, and that you won't play with childish people. Show them you get the job done, and you have earned and built a place with seriousness and competence, you serve people you are loyal to, and their loyalty awaits for you every single time you get to them, back to the place you call home. They will fall for your confidence and devotion, they'll want to become one of those loyal people you care for so much, they'll want to experience your genuine feelings and learn how it must be to feel them personally too.

⁕ Celebrities examples of Sirene in 4H: Marilyn Monroe, Rihanna, Jane Russel, Barbara Bach

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⁕ 5TH HOUSE: "I'll paint you like one of my french girls". Artistic, creative and smokey hot individuals. Their acting is flawlessly on point, they will dramatically impersonate the character you have a crush on. They'll show you their beautiful sketches and suddenly you're wearing the Heart of the Ocean, laying 💃au naturel💃 on an expensive sofa. Charming like the sun, they're the reincarnation of Apollo, they give you attention and seduce you by playing a hot chase. Beware of your position, the push and pull is not so cool if you're on the top of the Titanic with your arms wide open: one push, no pull and you're gone. But if you wanna catch their heart and not be catched by the ocean you'll need to resist their bright blind sunny aura by putting on sunglasses ,we're about getting✨ extra✨ too 🕶 (and don't forget the sunscreen!)

⁕ 💥 HOW TO MAKE THEM FAIL THEIR PLAN: Show them your rebellious side. Break their mirror into pieces, and the Gaston in them will go crazy. While they play with their ego to get attention, you play with your individuality and eccentricity not to get it. They'd wonder how such an introverted individual can arouse so many eyes without even trying! They'd get so jealous of you being unbothered of it, until you make them realize they're not embracing their true self, and you'll make them wonder how it should feel like to break free without caring about all those mirror scars...

⁕ Celebrities examples of Sirene in 5H: Margot Robbie, Diana Rigg

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⁕ 6TH HOUSE: The sexy competent librarians 👀. Details makes the difference, and these natives know it way too well. "Ohhh that book fell on the ground could you please hand it to me?" *proceed to put a little note in your hand* "ohh thank you, i guess this must be a book i'll have to read, the universe has spoken 👀". Skilled individuals and humble about it. They work hard behind the scenes to create a perfect plan to seduce you, it even shows on their face, like did you sleep? But well, those dark circles look so hot on them it's crazy, you can't resist their appeal. Naturally good at picking up what people needs. They make even the everyday tasks so worth it when it comes to spend time with them. They could seduce you by giving you a pet as a meaningful gift. You'll feel special because they started playing their plan by showing you they have high standards. And who wouldn't want to be picked by someone picky?

⁕ 💥 HOW TO MAKE THEM FAIL THEIR PLAN: Show them it's ok to be imperfect. Show them that their plan don't need to be so detailed, they already got you by showing their efforts. They attach their worth to how capable they are, and refuse to believe they're worthy as only human being. If you let them know with empathy that value is only a matter of perspectives and that in your perspective they're already genuinely perfect in all their imperfections they'll feel so appreciated that the detailed plan they built can only unfold further without it making them even feel like they're putting efforts.

⁕ Celebrities examples of Sirene in 6H: Lana Del Rey, Timothee Chalamet, Michael Jackson, Natalia Dyer, Chelo Alonso, Claudia Cardinale

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⁕ 7TH HOUSE: *sweet wedding music playing*... oh shoot, why are you wearing that suit/wedding dress?... ohh right, they seduced you to get married to them right away to steal your fourtune 😏. No but really, these natives makes people want to put a ring on their finger just after a singe conversation. The favourite of the masses. They're liked by everyone, because they are impeccable at the art of changing masks during conversations. Could even easily grasp the heart of their enemies. Their poise, their composure and their balance in themselves makes people think they're the perfect wife/husband material. Flawless fashion and perfect taste in clothing added to a, now rare, common sense inspire a sense of lost glamour that invade other people's minds and fantasies. Their gentle movements and nice actions strike to win other people's daydreams to be able to win their own dream life.

⁕ 💥 HOW TO MAKE THEM FAIL THEIR PLAN: Show them you catch the real them in between changing masks. They'd vacillate and lose that control a bit, if you show that you also are confident in your skin and you aren't afraid to show your authentic self in public,even if this means having haters, you'd make them want to lose their kept and to just break themselves free from any expectations to live life discovering who they truly are inside and not who they should be to respect society's standards.

⁕ Celebrities examples of Sirene in 7H: Audrey Hepburn, Greta Garbo, Zendaya, Demi Moore, Kristen Stewart

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⁕ 8TH HOUSE: Intoxicating nymphs with a soft spot for inheritance. They're black widows standing at the funeral of their poor husband number "i lost the count" (well, they could easily marry a Count and "lose" him from death to "natural causes" 🥺). These natives will seduce you privately, they'll wrap you up in their fog and you won't be able to see anything else but them with no way to escape their bubble. They'll get you obsessed and addicted, poisoning you with their charisma and their deep meaningful words, making you feel special. They know how to use human psychology to their advantage, some of them might even seduce you with sex, or might seduce you to get sex with them.(These people feel extremely lonely even if they hide it under a mask of perfect self control , they crave that intimate deep connection that they never or rarely experience where they can show their vulnerabilities without getting judged.)

⁕ 💥 HOW TO MAKE THEM FAIL THEIR PLAN: Show them stability in yourself and your element to create a space that will make them feel safe to open up. Let them feel all the sensations they closed themselves up to, and once you see them getting comfortable,make them feel themselves in all their power by triggering their senses. Make them feel heard by sharing your insecurities and listen to theirs with compassion and genuine understanding. They'll be yours forever.

⁕ Celebrities examples of Sirene in 8H: Shakira, Uma Thurman, Ursula Andress, Priyanka Chopra, Billie Eilish, Cate Blanchett

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⁕ 9TH HOUSE: Exotic and ethereal beings that will seduce you with their spirituality and higher knowledge. They like to present themselves as gods/goddesses (put on that white shapeless drape and make it looks expensive and like they've been living in it for ages *sexy wise*🔮). They'll make you fall for their trap by triggering your mind and sense of self, trip you by making you believe there's something greater than you, let you believe they are IT. They'll use their personal philosophies to brainwash you. Could seduce you by challenging/changing your faith/religion. Their foreign appeal attracts people in, and with that contagious laugh...you won't feel any symptoms, instead it'll feel like you're being transported to the Temple of the Gods, enjoying your wine, letting yourself be cradled in the arms of Bacchus. Enjoy the voyage of the mind, but not by too much or you'll never find your way back home...

⁕ 💥 HOW TO MAKE THEM FAIL THEIR PLAN: Show them you can't see what they want you to see. Make them doubt their blind faith by picking up details they've forgot about, important details that would break the higher purpose and sense of their plan. If you give them even a little existential crisis, they'll feel lost and will follow you to have a little bit of certainty to bear the huge uncertainty.

⁕ Celebrities examples of Sirene in 9H: Sharon Stone, Elle Fanning, Gina Lollobrigida

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⁕ 10TH HOUSE: Bosses of sensuality. Their intensely demanding and confident aura traps everyone in making them wanting to crawl at these natives feet to receive just a pinch of their attention. They take responsibility, they inspire everyone around them with their work ethic and their serious approach. No mistakes allowed, they're the epitome of a perfectly stable and successful individual. Bearer of way too much attention, they try to focus on their path, and this only drives people crazier. They're not particularly flirty natives, but their availability to others makes them irresistible beings people feel entitled to project their insecurities onto. In case of highly sexual beings, people with this placement could seduce you at work, or by showing their work and how good they are at it.

⁕ 💥 HOW TO MAKE THEM FAIL THEIR PLAN: Show them how to embrace their emotional side. They only open the doors to hear other's problems, forgetting they have emotions that scream the needs to be expressed too . They're always cold and composed to mantain their public persona, feeding the weight of that outer burden with mature temper, forgetting their inner joyful child.

⁕ Celebrities examples of Sirene 10H: Monica Bellucci, Sophia Loren, Dakota Johnson, Winona Ryder

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⁕ 11TH HOUSE: Driiiiing!...Hello?... *speaks in native alien language*...yeah, i didn't understand either. What's on these natives minds? Their unpredictable actions catch everyone off guard. But then they get on your mind and you wonder why. I told you, they called it. They have so many connections they'd get to you in 0.0001 seconds, yeah, 3H natives are fast, but these natives's brain technology is faster. They strike alone, anonimously, and ironically they take the hard and impossible route even when they could easily use their crowd of submissive sheeps. But they're the black sheep, like Batman, they don't fit in, Bruce Wayne is just another insignificant rock in the pile of the universe. But Batman, he can make a difference, he's dark, he's hot and he won't listen to your boss. Their rebellious aura is irresistible. But i know more, so take my call: 🎵 <Hello from the other siiiiiiide... ⬇

⁕ 💥 HOW TO MAKE THEM FAIL THEIR PLAN: ... at least i can say that i've trieeed>🎵 . No but seriously, these natives aren't so easy to get. They don't care about the fact they're seducing people most of the times, they let them be and focus on the bigger reason on why they're doing the stuff they do. You'll have to remind them they're a special person in their normal boring everyday clothes too. Bruce Wayne isn't just a simple sheep in the crowd, he is a phenomenal individual that can have as much power as Batman. Tell them they need to live for themselves, not for others.

⁕ Celebrities examples of Sirene 11H: Scarlett Johansson, Penelope Cruz, Nicole Kidman, Meryl Streep, Brigitte Bardot

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⁕ 12TH HOUSE: If dreams could kill, then you'd meet a Sirene in 12H. They're the enigma, the fantasy everyone want to get lost into. They understand life can be boring and monotonous, and people are so stressed out by It that they seduce their prey offering them a ticket to the Land of wonders. But their prey doesn't know that this ticket has a hidden price, much like in Squid Game, the premise of the game is too good to be true. Lies, unknown truths, a harsher reality these people will soon face if they ever wake up after falling in their trap. Sirene in 12H natives could play with their prey abusing substances on them, making them drinking way too much to the point of not realizing who they are anymore. They make you wander in your confusion. Most of their preys will come back or even never leave that deadly sweet arena because the thrill feels heavenly and once you see you can't forget.

⁕ 💥 HOW TO MAKE THEM FAIL THEIR PLAN: Show them reality is not that bad. Beauty is found in the mundane, because life is meaningful but only if you make it so. Choices are important and can forge one's path, and by not making choices you inevitably set youself up for failure and delusions. Dreams don't last forever and are not sustainable to have in the long run, besides, the most vivid dreams you remember are often your worst nightmares.

⁕ Celebrities examples of Sirene 12H: Aishwarya Rai, Megan Fox, Ingrid Bergman, Charlize Theron, Catherine Zeta-Jones, Kate Winslet

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Yours,

Linnie 🦋

[obsessive-valentine]

Could you make a NSFW alphabet for Yandere!Ex-Military-Man?

Yandere!Ex-Military-Man x GN!Reader (NSFW Alphabet)

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

Be prepared for big cuddles, he goes quiet basking in the after glow and insists his darling lay on him even if they are to hot or sweaty.

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

He works hard to keep his muscles but specifically his broad shoulders and strong veiny arms. Loves his darlings thighs, always has a hand on them when sitting together or driving, gives them gentle squeezes and pats 😌 Only second to their eyes.

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

As mentioned he loves thighs and especially cumming on them.

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

A bit of a size and strength kink- he gets extra worked up knowing he can over power his darling, pull them around and flip them into any position.

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

He’s very experienced, he’d been around for some time with some relationships more serious as others. Knows how to keep his partner on the edge or make them cum over and over.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

Not picky but prefers positions where he can see your face, missionary, standing with legs around his waist and although he prefers you under him he likes cowgirl because he will let you have your fun on top and then grab your waist and give you a good pounding from under you.

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

Not super serious, can crack a few jokes etc but at some point he gets carried away, focused on fucking his partner good.

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

Pretty well groomed, usually sticking to trimming. Salt and peppered hair all over, not extremely but some noticeable grey streaks.

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

If you consider carnal raw and rough desire as romantic, sure. Lots of softer intimate moments after however.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

Tends to hold off until his darling get home, but at the beginning of the relationship before he could touch you like that he occasionally would jack off imaging you to blow off steam

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

Overstimulating his darling, seeing them come apart and beg.

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

Anywhere in his house, on the counters, furniture or bed. Likes knowing only he can see his darling like this.

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

Any sign his darling is turned on he’s pouncing at the opportunity which might be often since his hands are always unintentionally wandering.

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

Risky public sex.

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

Loves giving, insists on giving oral before fucking his darling. Won’t say no to recving but doesn’t seek it out.

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

He’s got a track-record of losing control and starts to relentlessly pound midway with a death grip on anything he can get ahold of.

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

Not really into them, when his darling gives him the green he goes all in which his hard to squeeze into a quickie, especially if it isn’t in his house.

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

Fairly open to experiment, as long as he’s the one giving and in control, let him make you a pillow princess 👑

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

It’s hard to wear him out, he will go for as long as his darling can last and maybe a little more.

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

You won’t need a toy with him around but he might introduce a vibrator to feed into the overstimulation kink, not interested in having one for himself.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

Loves to tease, it drags the sex out and let’s him have more fun with his darling. Depending on the day he’ll edge them till they are begging or overstimulate them till they try wriggle away.

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

Lots of dirty talk and grunting, not particularly loud but letting you know he feels good one way or another.

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

Sleeps naked, just boxers with his darling around.

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

Average length but pretty thick.

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

Being in the military didn’t leave time for such indulgences so it’s wasn’t something he desired a lot initially. That is until he gets a taste of his darling and his mind begins to wander about what else he can do to his darling. He begins to feel a bit perverted as the relationship deepens but not necessarily ashamed of it.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

Takes a while to come down from the high, but once you’re asleep he’s probably not far behind.

[pressplay-if]

please do the NSFW alphabet for Angel

Hahahaha hell yeahh. btw I'm using the same "template" as @thelonelyshore-if did, dunno if there's any other floating around...

A - Aftercare: He's just gonna start yapping idk. "Soooo how was I? Omg, you made such a weird noise tho, but don't worry, don't worry, it was cute..."

B - Body part: about himself, nothing really. He just doesn't pay that much attention to himself. Also has no preference when it comes to his partner. He prefers the overall picture, doesn't discriminate between any limbs in particular...

C - Cum: Don't... don't cum on him... Or well, his belly or his lower back is okay, it just happens, but don't cover him in it. He doesn't rly love that.

D - Dirty Secret: He's an open book. Whether you want him to be or not. He has nooo "inside thoughts". Or, you know, just thoughts in general (jk I love him I love him)

E - Experience: Angel has an average amount of experience. The odd hookup here and there. Nothing crazy.

F - Favorite position: Doggy, he doesn't care who's on top. Also, he loves being ridden.

G - Goofy (whether they're more serious or playful in the moment): Definitely goofy af.

H - Hair (how well groomed): He doesn't really shave anywhere.

I - Intimacy (how are they during the moment? romantically): pretty chill and playful. But also kind of needy, depending on the situation.

J - Jack Off (Masturbation headcanon): He jacks off a lot, actually. Sometimes just because he's bored. That can actually be a hindrance during sex bc he might be too used to his own death grip to come everytime.

K - Kinks: he likes public stuff, risk of getting caught and causing a scandal and so on. Also, he's down for anything MC might wanna try.

L - Location (fav places): anything public that's not super gross. A gas station bathroom won't do.

M - Motivation (what turns them on): Skill. Seeing someone do sth they're really good at makes him want them carnally. You see how that would work out with the MC.

N - No (sth they won't do): eat cum

O - Oral: He prefers being on the receiving end, though he can have lots of fun giving, too, as long as it doesn't end with the partner coming in his mouth. He's not half bad at it either.

P - Pace (fast and rough? slow and sensual?): fast, but only slightly rough.

Q - Quickie: He's down. Anytime

R - Risks (are they game to experiment?): Absolutely.

S - Stamina (how long do they last?): he can last very long actually, especially given how he doesn't always cums. Once he does tho, it's over.

T - Toys (does he have any? how does he use them?): No toys, only death grip.

U - Unfair (how much does he like to tease?): depends on his mood. If he's feeling particularly sassy, sure, but mostly it isn't really his thing. Unless you count his general playfulness as teasing

V - Volume (how loud he is, what sounds he makes): he can be silent when it's required, but he enjoys giving words of affirmation and just moaning and stuff while it happens. So more often than not, he's pretty loud.

W - Wild Card (a random headcanon): can't think of any

X - X-ray (what's under his clothes?): nothing of note, really. He's really pretty average, but he doesn't really mind. Most of the time, he doesn't think about his body, but he has no illusions either. He's got a lot of hair and acne on his back that he hates. (It's bad enough on his face...)

Y - Yearning (how high is his sex drive?): pretty high, actually, if you count his masturbation habits.

Z - Zzz (how quickly he falls asleep afterwards): not so fast. You have to listen to his full review of your performance first.

[dickinfectionbez-deactivated2011]

Adora. Okay this is my question to u based on a game me and my friend played. How many shots do you think it would take before you sleep with any of the members of the f1 grid (2024 AND 2012🙂‍↕️🙂‍↕️)

Rey you are unleashing a monster ANYWAYS!!!!

2024 -

Oscar Piastri - 4 shots of Wrey and Nephew because that's my Homeslice's babygirl girlfriend and i would not fuck over my homeslice

Lando Norris - Alcohol Poisioning id rather die

Yuki - 2 shots but like for funsies

Liam - 2 shots but like we'd probably end up watching the cars movies

Max - 3 shots FOR COURAGE HELLO HAVE YOU SEEN THAT MAN

Checo - 8 shots i'd rather bag his wife

Nico - 5 shots he's..... interesting

Kevin - 1 shot for courage

Alex - 4 shots, we are both londoners but he was born in central so i will make fun of him a lot and i need Lily carnally

Franco - S T O N E C O L D S O B E R

Zhou - 8 shots that man's cat will be hovering in the room and it's eyes are........ something

Valtteri - 3 shots only because i think he wants to be pegged

Lewis - 4 shots for my own health HAVE YOU SEEN HIM OHHH MY GOD

George - 2 shots but for him not me. then 2 shots for me because i'm 80% sure he will go Yaaba Daaba Doo when he cums as a joke

Charles - 2 shots if he's fucking me for courage, 1 if he is getting pegged

Carlos - 7 shots, he's got good hair and thats really it for me

Esteban - 1 shot because he's cute. and i also want his mother carnally.

Pierre - 9 shots, i need to be passed out to sleep with a man who refers to himself as tripod.

Lance - 5 shots, i need to peg mr cow eyes. Also i'm sure we support opposing ice hockey teams.

Fernando - SOBER I NEED TO REMEBER EVERYTHING I NEED HIM CARNALLY. PUSSY THROBBING AND ALL THAT

2012 -

Sebastian - 3 shots. he's a cheeky bastard

Jenson - SOBER ONCE AGAIN I NEED THAT SLUT AND WE AIN'T STOPPING TILL SOMEONE DIES

Fernando - see above

Kimi- 4 shots for courage......... sucking on his nipples and all

Lewis - 3 shots, because he's bald.

Mark Webber - 6 shots he looks like Steve from Minecraft

Massa - 5 shots, i need to be tipsy for him to crash his f1 car into my singapore wall

Romain - eh 7 shots i would be more hyperfixated on his eyebrows (well whats there anyways)

Nico - SOBER and I need to be Eiffel towered between him and Vivian.

Checo - 3 shots, only because of his wife

Nico H - 4 shots because i know he'd say some fucking joke about him being a force india driver and me being indian (i'm half indian and why would you bring up my bio dad's side of the family during sex. Why are you bringing up my trauma balls deep huh?)

Kamui - 2 shots he seems fun

Michael - 6 shots he just has this aura..... also i fear i need his wife too at the same time

Paul - 3 shots only because i refuse to fuck a guy named paul while sober

Pastor - 7 shots be looks wayyyy to much like the doodh wala

Bruno - 4 shots he looks like someone and i don't know who

Jean-eric - 9 shots because he's french

Daniel - 9 shots because he's australian

Vitaly - 18 shots he looks like he wants to be a Gallager brother not for the Oasis fame but so he can lob a shoe at both their heads and make them kiss

Timo - 2 shots for courage I need that greying man

Charles - 3 shots he looks like he was an extra on the set of skins

Heikki - 4 shots because I know his ass will refuse to put brown contacts on and will only want missionary

Jerome - 3 shots only because he looks like he should have died of the plague in the middle ages

Narain - 2 shots because he looks like he would want me to moan his full name and then correct me on the pronounciation of 'Ram'

Pedro - 3 shots only because he looks like he bites and i know he'll be an ass and try to fuck up my tattoo

[overwatchfics]

Hi! can i request junkerqueen sfw and nsfw alphabet? i love ur work! 🫶🏼

Junkerqueen NSFW Alphabet

A/N: Two people requested nsfw alpha for JQ so knocked 2 birds out with one stone!

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

She glasses of water is already by the bed, she pulls you into her arms and big spoons you, her body keeps you warm on the cold Junker Town nights.

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

Of herself, she likes her abbs, she catches you staring at them a lot and will flex them to see your reaction. On you? She likes your shoulder, that's her favorite place to leave bites, the skin is so smooth there.

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

Does not care to get messy, but she isn't obsessed with it.

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

Brings Gracie into the bedroom and loves to use it to cut your clothes and maybe some slight knife-play on freakier nights.

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

Has fucked around in the wasteland a bit before becoming the Junker Queen/ She has an idea of what she's doing

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

Lap sex, on her throne, you above her. Hands down. If she's feeling more romantic, she'll have you on her lap in bed with her sitting up, leaving kisses along your shoulder and neck.

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

Capable of being goofy in bed, but not a whole lot.

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

Up to you reader, but I personally see JQ as a woman who has full body hair and it's so hot.

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

At time's she fucks just to fuck but can get very romantic if the moment calls for it. lots of hand holding and neck kissing (no biting)

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

Has a relatively low sex drive, doesn't really do it

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

Bondage, throne sex (when perfectly alone), knife play, and biting

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

Either the bedroom or the throne room (maybe the bath)

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

You being soft with her. No one has ever been soft or sweet with her in her life and she gets this carnal possessive attitude that she must protect you, make you hers, convince you that she is yours.

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

No degradation, you are her world. No sadism, and nothing that would restrain her.

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

Doesn't mind receiving it, though she loves giving it. She's very good with her mouth/

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

Slow, she likes to take her time, savors every moment as she never knows what tomorrow brings.

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

Not big on them, but if you want to, she'll accommodate you.

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

Not big, she wants to keep you safe so anything risky is out of bounds.

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

A long time, this woman has a ton of stamina. Can last for hours, as she was a cage fighter in the wasteland her endurance is crazy good.

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

Just a strap on, and maybe a butt-plug

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

Only when she wants to see you ask for it.

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

Not loud at all, maybe some panting and grunting.

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

Her seeing you with her crown on your head really gets her going in no other way possible.

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

C'mon she's a beef cake

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

Not very high at all, couple times a month

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

Very quickly unless she's got some post-sex thoughts.

[strywoven]

@astarab1aze has requested a story : "Try again," came Hydre's low hum, knuckles pressing into his cheek, a lazy look in his eye. His neck, freely exposed, black shirt removed entirely, free hand kept quite to himself if only to allow Kaen to go at their own pace. Biting him was something they still needed practice with, it seemed, and such was fine for the moment. No hurry, no rush, all the time in all the world to figure it out. Still, he couldn't deny that perhaps he was a pinch disappointed, his gut roiling with vague hunger and his fingers twitching to grasp, hold, dig in. He wanted to bite into them as much as he wanted them to bite into him. "There's no reason to be nervous," he'd say with a sigh, "It's not as if this hurts me - there are no mistakes to be made here."

𝑼𝒏𝒑𝒓𝒐𝒎𝒑𝒕𝒆𝒅.

No longer so nervous , so fretful , for it is not own self-imposed anxieties which restrains them , which stays their instincts.  Instead , it is the distinct d i f f e r e n c e in intent ; consumption is carnal , is intimate and indulging such things has only roused Kaen’s repressed desires ⸺ No , desire is not the word.  It is LONGING , it is YEARNING , it is an ACHE LONG UNFULFILLED .  And they cannot – they shan’t – ask Hydre to satisfy such a thing when he is naught more than destructive maw and malignance ( what would he know , anyways ? does his cold heart even beat ? does he even realize what he’s inspired within them ? ) .

No mistakes to be made , he says , no need to hold back ⸺ The retort bursts out of them before they can think better of it , ❝ Tha’s not th’ feckin' point ! ❞  Kaen winces at their own tone , a voice which strikes like a whip and seethes in bitterness ( how unlike them ; how long have they withheld that resentment ? ) .  It’s too late now , they’ve already started , may as well FINISH .  Thus , they lower their head , bare shoulders hunching and clawed fingers sinking into coppery mane.  Gods alive , when did it start getting complicated ?  Oh , right , because they’ve more heed to heart than any reasonable divinity would care to.

It is a long , significant silence as Kaen takes pause to collect their thoughts ( & how shall they say it ? how can they phrase it ? surely they cannot simply tell him — ) .  In the end , ❝ Ah t’ink Ah los’ th’ point , ❞ They confess , voice s t r a i n e d , cut out against the growl warping their words and the biting grit of their too-sharp teeth , ❝ An’ Ah dunno tha’ we’ve got th’ same idea fer all’a this , either. ❞  There it is.  Perhaps not the entirety of it , but a partial revelation just the same ( this is no longer merely a lesson for them , it’s become too personal ) .  ❝ This ‘s too – Like , ‘s jus’ – !  A- Ah cannae — !  Auughh … ❞  Seething , quite literally , wee form shuddering and s m o l d e r i n g , smoke beginning to seep off fauny flesh and setting them to pyre in the wake of their burgeoning frustrations.  They take a few steadying breaths and unfurl , eyes pressed tightly shut before blinking open – one set , then a second below , blaze-bright in the dim of the room , fixed upon him – and a f r o w n tugging their lips.  ❝ … Ah t’ink ye should GO , Hydre. ❞  Direct , point , their tone low and leaving no room to argue.  ❝ Ah leas’ ‘til - Ah dunno - Ah get m’shit t’gether ‘r somet’in’. ❞  They jerk their chin towards the bedroom door , giving an oddly f i n a l and d i s m i s s i v e , ❝ Y’know th’ way out. ❞

[mybeautifulchristianjourney]

Doctrines of Grace - Collection of Essays

What the Bible Says About the Doctrines of Grace God's Part and Man's Part in Salvation - John Reisinger The Five Points of Calvinism – R.L. Dabney The Five Points of Calvinism – John Piper The Five Points of Calvinism - WJ Seaton The Reformaed Doctrine of Predestination by Boettner The Reformed Faith – Loraine Boettner The Reformed Faith – B.B. Warfield More Than A Calvinist – John Newton Why Can’t They See This – Tom Nettles A Defense of Calvinism – C.H. Spurgeon Calvinism Fact Sheet - Joel Barnes The Five Points of Calvinism @Monergism More articles like this....

Total Depravity Free Will – A Slave – C.H. Spurgeon Human Inability - Charles Spurgeon Man's Utter Inability to Rescue Himself - Thomas Boston The Doctrine of Total Depravity – Part I – John G Reisinger The Doctrine of Total Depravity – Part II – John G Reisinger Total Depravity – Loraine Boettner Man in His Fallen State – John Newton Decisional Regeneration - James E. Adams The Myth of Free Will - Walter Chantry Captive Hearts, Captive Church - R. C. Sproul More articles like this...

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Effectual Grace Effectual Calling and Regeneration - Martyn Lloyd-Jones Justification & Regeneration - Charles Leiter The Internal and External Call - Wilhelmus a Brakel Effectual Calling – C.H. Spurgeon The Sovereignty of God the Holy Spirit in Salvation – Arthur Pink Irresistible Grace – Jacob Moseley Preaching the Grace of the Spirit’s Calling – S. Lewis Johnson Who Can Come – Mark Webb More Resources like this...

Preservation of the Saints Can a Christian Lose His or Her Salvation? - Greg Johnson Perseverance of the Saints – Loraine Boettner Sanctification and Perseverance - Herman Bavinck Perseverance of the Saints - Wilhelmus à Brakel Perseverance of the Saints by Brian Schwertley How to Know you are a Real Christian - Jonathan Edwards More Essays like this...

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Augustine and Pelagius – R.C. Sproul From Whitefield to Wesley – George Whitefield (Includes Wesley’s Sermon Free Grace) Ian Murray on Whitefield and Wesley The Legacy of Charles Finney – Michael Horton The Carnal Christian Doctrine – John G. Reisinger The Pelagian Captivity of the Church – R.C. Sproul The Moral Basis of Faith – Tom Wells A Simple Explanation of Monergism

[novaiya]

Arthur Morgan x Reader NSFW Alphabet

AO3 Link.

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

Arthur’s very lovey-dovey after sex. He’ll shower you in kisses and hold your body so close to his that you’ll feel his heartbeat. Affection is something he craves, and that hunger will only grow tenfold as the post-coital bliss washes over him. Falling asleep with you by his side, your naked body pressed against his, your head on his chest feels like home to him, where he can be free and safe.

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

He loves his arms and hands. Not only are they a powerful tool that he uses on the daily to kill, rob, and steal, they also come in handy (hehe) in the bedroom. He’ll run his hands all over your body, pinching, touching, twisting. The feeling of your skin under his fingers is intoxicating, and so is the knowledge that it’s his touch that can make you moan and writhe in pleasure.

When it comes to you, it’s hard for him to pick just one favorite aspect. He loves every part of you, from your legs, to your hips and your waist, to your breasts and of course your face. If he absolutely has to choose, then he’ll pick your waist. He feels content when he has his hand on your waist, bringing you close to him and feeling your body next to his, be it when the two of you are out, or simply sitting by the campfire in camp.

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

Loves coming inside of you, be it in your mouth or your pussy. There’s just something so intimate and romantic in the feeling of being enveloped by your warm walls as he reaches his own release.

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

He likes to be dominated from time to time. It’s easy to understand; Arthur always has to take the lead, be the protector and the leader of the gang, making sure the people are safe and fed. It’s a lot of responsibility, and it weighs heavy on his shoulders. Sometimes he just wants to let go and have somebody else be in control. This want seeps into your intimate life, and at first, he’s embarrassed to voice it. He’s so used to being the strong, masculine outlaw that he’s not sure how to be anything else but that. You sense that something is wrong, so after a lot of prying and kissing he relents and tells you what he’s been thinking. He’s expecting you to laugh at him and dismiss his thoughts as silly, but you don’t. You ask if that’s what he really wants, and he nods. The night takes a completely different turn, with you having your way with Arthur, taking control of his pleasures. You’ll have him on the edge, teasing him relentlessly only to not give him what he needs.

“You think you deserve to cum?” you’ll say, nipping at his ear. “Think you’ve been good?”

He’ll moan your name, bucking his hips towards you and say, “Please.”

“That’s Madame for you,” you’ll correct him.

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

You wanna thank the woman (or women) who taught Arthur what he knows. From sucking on your clit, to hitting your G spot and nipping on your neck, the man knows every secret in the book that will have your toes curling and your eyes roll to the back of your head. Another great thing about him is that not only is he experienced, but he’s open to learning and trying something new. He’s not the type of man to get upset if you correct him on his technique. If you don’t like something and tell him to do it differently, he’s more than happy to correct himself. Your pleasure is more important than his ego.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

With you on your stomach and him on top, fucking you into the mattress. He loves the classic such as missionary and cowgirl during which he can see your face, but there’s something so intimate in being pressed so close against you, his chest touching your back.

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

Arthur is somewhere in the middle, leaning more towards serious. He can laugh during the process, but more often than not he’s concentrated, lost in pleasure and lust.

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

Arthur is hairy all over; from his head to his chest to his legs, and, well, there too. If it bothers you, he has no problem trimming down there, but he himself doesn’t care.

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

During your love making (and it is love making, not fucking (thought that happens too sometimes)), he’s very romantic, making sure to tell you, “You’re so beautiful” and “I love you so much, darlin’.” He’ll shower your body in kisses, worshiping you like the goddess you are, kissing every inch of skin and murmuring praises and love confessions. The time you spend in each other's arms, bringing each other pleasure is not only about satisfying your carnal desires, it’s about being close, becoming one and showing just how much you love each other. It’s a process that neither of you want to rush, sometimes spending hours in each other’s arms, proving your love all. night. long.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

The two of you spend almost every waking hour together, but sometimes there are jobs that Arthur has to do alone (like bounty hunting or collecting debts). Some of those jobs are quick, and if he leaves in the morning he’s back in camp right before supper to spend the night with you. Others, however, can stretch for days, even longer if his destination is way out in the country. When he’s away from you for that long, taking himself in his hand is all he can do. He’ll wrap his fingers around his cock, starting with slow up and down movements, imagining it’s your hand and not his. He’ll bring to memory the image of your naked body under his, the sound of your voice moaning his name and the feeling of your walls spasming around him. If he’s alone, he’ll moan your name under his breath, his cock twitching in his hand as he’s nearing his release. With a cry of your name he’ll come, spilling himself on the ground, his hand working his cock to push every drop out.

It’s not the same as having you with him, that’s for sure, but it’ll have to do before he can have the real you in-front of him.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

Light bondage. He enjoys tying you up, like your hands behind your back or your hands to the bedpost. If the two of you are in a particular mood, he might even tie up your legs. After telling you his “dirty secret”, he enjoys being the one tied up as well. Both of you know he can get out of the ties easily, break the rope with just a flex of his muscles, but it’s the knowledge that he’s tied down and at your mercy that turns him on.

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

Somewhere that has a full sized bed (preferably a king sized one). As much as he enjoys the cozy atmosphere of his tent and the familiarity of his cot, it can be a bit annoying with two full sized adults trying to go at it on a bed that was made only for one person.

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

He loves hearing you moan his name, the sound of it coming broken and shaky from your lips. Feeling your legs shake, your body writhe and your hands holding on to him for support is his biggest motivation to work harder to bring you to your release, wanting nothing more than to see you fall apart to his touch.

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

Degradation and physical abuse. A spank on your ass here and there is okay, and so is dirty talk, but nothing that crosses a line into actual degradation and physical abuse.

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

Homeboy loves getting his dick sucked. Having you on your knees with his cock in your mouth is one of the images that warms up his soul when he’s alone and away from you.

As far as giving, he enjoys it, and can spend hours between your thighs, lapping at your like you’re his last meal. He enjoys how you are when you’re nearing your release, your thighs shaking on his shoulders, your fingers holding on to his hair and holding him where you need him. Once your orgasm washes over you and you’re laying on the bed, panting, your eyes closed, he’ll emerge from between your legs, licking his lips, a satisfied smirk on them.

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

Arthur prefers slow, sensual lovemaking to rough and fast fucking any day of the week. He enjoys dragging his cock in and out of your pussy, the slow strokes driving you insane. His pace would be slow, but it would be deep and intense, making you see stars each time he hits a spot inside of you.

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

With how often Arthur has to go on jobs, quickies are a necessity in your relationship. Sometimes, he’ll only be in camp for an hour or two before heading back out, so as much as he’d love to pull down the flaps of his tent and ravish your body for hours on end, a quickie is all he can afford.

He’ll have you pinned to a tree on the outskirts of camp, his pants pulled down enough to pull out his dick, your skirt hiked up and your drawers pushed to the side. You’ll bite down on your fingers, trying to keep your moans at minimum as he pushes in you, his girth stretching you as it always does. It’ll be quick, dirty and sinfully delicious, and it will leave you craving more, waiting for Arthur to come back as soon as possible.

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

Arthur’s always game to try something new as long as it’s safe and both of you are on the same page.

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

Arthur can go all night long. The man has an implacable self control, and he can make you come countless times before cumming himself.

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

Arthur is a type of man that wants to do everything himself, be it cooking his own meals instead or ordering UberEats, or making you cum with his fingers instead of a vibrator. Personally, he doesn’t see a necessity for toys, but if it’s something you wanna try, he’s more than happy to use them.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

When he’s in a mood, Arthur can tease you ceaselessly. He’ll have you on the edge of orgasm for hours, making you think that he’s about to give you what you want, only to pull away at the last possible moment. You’ll be a shaking, moaning mess by the end of it, teetering on the edge of insanity and begging him to finally let you cum. He’ll smile that devilish smile, perhaps even cock his head to the side and take a moment to think before saying, “Nah,” and go back to teasing you for hours more.

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

When the two of you are in camp, Arthur has no problem at keeping his volume to a minimum. He’ll grunt here and there, maybe let out a moan a few times, but nothing over the top, because he doesn’t want to bother other gang members. When the two of you are alone however, it’s a completely different story. The man moans. He lets out grunts, sighs and moans, but most of all, he lets out praises and comments.

“Shit, darlin’, you’re so tight,” he would grunt as he slips in your heat, “Gonna make me bust already.”

“C’mon, sweetheart,” he’d say as he circles your clit with his fingers, bringing you to your release for the unpteenth time that day, “I know you got it in you.”

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

The idea of you getting pregnant turns him on, a lot. The two of you are not actively trying to get pregnant, but the knowledge that he could do that to you, could put a baby in you and have you swollen and with a big belly because of him turns him on. When the two of you do decide to try for a child, he’ll be the one tracking your cycle and seeing which days you’re ovulating. On those days, you’ll barely leave the bed, only taking time to eat and relieve yourself before going back to making love in hopes of expanding your family.

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

Arthur’s hung. That’s all.

Jk, that’s not all. He’s long and thick, something that made a shiver run down your spine the first time you saw him naked. Even after being together for however long you were, his girth still manages to stretch you to your limits and need a moment to get used to. Arthur would never say it, but hearing you say, “You’re so big” gives him a high for hours and feeds his ego like nothing else.

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

Before getting in a relationship with you, Arthur’s sex drive was mediocre. He might’ve sought the company of working girls a couple of times a month, but that was more like scratching an itch and not doing it out of pure lust. After getting in a relationship with you however, well, that’s a different story. Just the sight of you walking through camp can set his mind on fire. He has a hard time keeping his hands off of you, and can be a big distraction when you have to work. If you’re game, he’ll have you multiple times throughout the day; in the morning, after lunch during your guard duty, at night in the tent. The man wants you all the time and he’s not shy to tell you so.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

Arthur is the type of man to fall asleep with his face in your tits. As soon as he makes sure that both of you are clean and comfortable, he’s out. He’ll be scooping you up in his arms and snoring in no time (and so will you, because Arthur’s snores and his warm chest is better than any Melatonin)

[your-turn-to-role]

so, since i've failed at getting into c3 so far (i've tried, it's just yet to be my kind of story), i've decided in lieu of my liveblogging, each week i will be posting a one sentence summary of the episode based exclusively on what everyone on my dash is freaking out about, regardless of how relevant it is to the episode!

the list so far:

episode 3 - bertrand is fucking dead

episode 4 - s h a d o w b a k e r (who is 100% Not Essek)

episode 5 - "pretend that this is kith and kin, because both liam and i forgot to bring it-" "-both promised to bring it-" "-both forgot!"

epiosde 6 - 🎵 HEY THERE DELILAH WHAT'S IT LIKE IN LAUDNA'S BRAIN🎵

episode 7 - revenge of chetney chocolatecane poc o pea!

episode 8 - dorian's brother is a himbo

episode 9 - moon lore just dropped??

episode 10 - i think the party intimidated their way out of a problem but it's hard to tell because there's a shadowgast time loop au now

episode 11 - my whole dash is one art of the nightmare king, chetney is a werewolf, and matt's figured out how to counterturtle!

episode 12 - is it marwa time i think it's marwa time

episode 13 - ~masquerade ball~

episode 14 - everyone forgot that dorian wasn't a permanent cast member and they would like him to stay pls??

bonus one shot! - how many horses can one party stack!

episode 15 - no dorian :(

but also we're bell's hells now motherfuckers

episode 16 - mind condom

episode 17 - laudna in tlovm confirmed

episode 18 - imogen's blue now. that's her attack.

thursday 31st march - we've had first exu what about second exu?

episode 19 - one gold and a lime

episode 20 - new nordvpn, laura has new hair, and an incredibly deadly heist through a gift shop?

episode 21 - i cast yassify

episode 22 - oh my god did they actually get a response back from vex?

episode 23 - is travis actually making all these things out of wood?

episode 24 - imogen is bald now and erika's playing a hot elf

calamity break - brennan's here to destroy the world and it's the best written thing anyone's ever seen

episode 25 - new intro!!!

episode 26 - orym is Gay and erika ishii is Up To Something

episode 27 - erika's hot elf is evil and even hotter (also not an elf)

episode 28 - fearne lore time

episode 29 - [S] CR Fandom: Mental Breakdown

episode 30 - m o o n  l o r e  j u s t  d r o p p e d [bass boosted edition]

episode 31 - "i was waiting for the riegel shoe to drop" ~taliesin jaffe, c2e48

episode 32 -

episode 33 - somehow the queen is the least relevant person to die today

episode 34 - the true monster in laudna's head wasn't delilah briarwood it was fandom discourse

episode 35 - ashton confirmed spoonie, thank you taliesin for as always giving me personally the representation i didn't even realise was possible

episode 36 - deus vox machina

episode 37 - genuinely i think the delilah fight was so cool and i didn't even watch it

episode 38 - HE LEFT THEM A SKYSHIP AND A COOKIE RECIPE

episode 39 - i don't know what happened this episode but im glad travis is fulfilling his werewolf dreams

episode 40 - fearne put your hand up

m9 two shot! - THREE. PACTS.

episode 41 - it's been almost exactly one whole campaign since the last time members of the party got super fucked up on something they shouldn't have eaten, so it was about time!

episode 42 -

episode 43 - everyone desires planerider ryn carnally

episode 44 - i wanna say amateur porno in the basement. i really do. but unfortunately ludinus is up to some bullshit

episode 45 - turns out he doesn't keep a ledger... he has a kenku... so... we kidnapped the kenku

[bangtangalicious]

death valley (m) | part 7

summary: welcome to death valley. once you’re in, there’s no telling whether you’ll make it out alive. a summer internship turns wild with blurry nights of dangerous men, dirty money, and extremely hot sex. you soon get caught in a savage game of greed, power and obsession, only to find out that you are the grand prize

pairing: ot7 x f.reader smut ft: yoongi x reader, seokjin x reader, hoseok x reader

genre: smut. yandere. mystery. thriller. gang!au rockstar!au fightclub!au

wordcount: 9.3k 

warnings: reader discretion advised. multiple & explicit smut scenes, rough sex (smacking, manhandling, etc), very obsessive & possessive themes, manipulation, use of restraints (mouth), bondage (collar, leash), slight sadism kink, physical roughness, guns, heavy drug use/reference, breast play, mentions of addiction/addiction prone behaviors, unrealistic sex endurance levels (readers really out here banging), dubcon/coersive sex, reader uses humor as a coping mechanism, degradation, toxic relationships, yelling, crying, character death (or is it), oral sex, shower sex, technically cheating depending on how you look at it, daddy kink, praise, implied stalking, yoongi loves spoiling his baby girl, impreg kink if you squint, dom!yoongi (duh), dom!hoseok, dom!seokjin 

part 0 | part 1 | part 2 | part 3 | part 4 | part 5 | part 6 | part 7 | part 8 | part 9 | part 10 | part 11 | series navi | masterlist |

a/n: i spent way too long on this HAHAHA 

F L A S H B A C K--

The crowd roared as the fight came to a close. Jin stepped out of the ring reluctantly, someone handed him water while another man wrapped a towel around his shoulders. A soft ringing noise resonated through his ears, blood teasing the edges of his vision. He pushed everyone away to find his prep room. Sighing deeply, he looked down at his trembling hands. His body was on overdrive, he was getting desperate. 

He placed his hands against the wall, unable to think straight with the way his heart was pounding out of his chest. He could hear the footsteps of someone stop in his doorway, not having to look to know exactly who it was.

“Do you have any coke on you?” Jin wiped the sweat off of his forehead with a towel, panting heavily, “Seriously Jimin. I’m gonna fucking lose my mind” 

Jin had always been extremely unstable. It was in his personality to get aggressively addicted to things. Whenever Jin went too long without it, it was like he surrendered himself to a beast. Jimin liked to call it his maniac side.

“Can you stop thinking about getting high for one fucking second? We have a problem here” Jin hears a soft thud causing him to finally turn and look. Jimin had just dropped your unconscious body onto the hard floor.

“Well well. Who is this?” Jin crouched down and slid his fingers over your parted lips, digging his nail into the soft flesh until it began to bleed slightly. As you eyes slowly began to flutter open, a carnal desire coiled in Jin’s chest. He had never seen anyone quite like you before.

"Hi there cutie” Jin grinned, “What’s your name?” Your eyes were quivering with fear, something about your vulnerable state was so delicious to him. You glanced towards Jimin, only beginning to tremble even more.

“P..park Jimin” You gasped, “Oh my goodness! I...I love you. Wait no. I...sorry...I’m a huge fan” You rubbed your eyes. Jin’s heart trembled at your dazed expression. “Where am I? What’s going on?” He wanted to eat you alive. 

Jimin joined Jin on the floor besides you “Well thank you pretty girl. It’s nice to meet you...?”

“Y/n” You introduced yourself, shaking his hand before turning to Jin, looking at him with your tempting, lustful eyes. Y/n. Jin’s head was pounding as the withdrawal began taking over him. He had never seen someone so beautiful in his life. 

Jin had never found anyone else even close to catching his eye before. He would sit mindlessly on his phone while girls would be on their knees, gagging on his cock, waiting for the mind-numbing minutes until he could finally cum and leave. The prospect of a relationship, of love, it seemed otherworldly. Perhaps it wasn’t for him. He had drugs and that kept him happy. But you. You were a high he had yet to fully taste. Looking at you alone had him feeling a glow unlike any other.

“Hey” You said to him. Jin felt dizzy as you spoke, getting lost in your gaze, “You’re the fighter guy right? Jin?”

Hearing you say his name had him bucking forward, trying to hide his growing erection from the famous star who was by his side. “Yeah. Hi. Great to meet you”

Jimin got up, brushing the dust off of his pants, “I’m getting out of here” He grabbed his jacket from your arms, “Jin, please search her address and get Y/n home.” Jimin reached into his back pocket “These should make her forget” He slid a pill into your mouth and you swallowed obediently. 

Jin began to break a sweat, watching the way your lips sucked in the small capsule and gulped it down it so nicely. Jimin left without another beat, leaving you in Jin’s arms, your eyes getting heavy with each passing second.

You blinked, eyes wide with uncertainty as Jin held you close. “You can take me home?”

Jin nodded, “I need to do something really quick first” He slid his hand down his pants to begin palming his erection. His vision was turning blue as his headache began to spread. “God you’re so pretty” He grabbed your jaw, ensuring that you couldn’t look anywhere but his face. 

Jin felt like his mind was running miles a minute. You looked so cute and helpless. He wanted to tear you to pieces, he wanted to see you bruised and battered, splayed out for him to ravish you as he pleased. 

Was it wrong? Was it wrong that he wanted to shove his cock in your mouth while you slowly lost consciousness? In the moment, nothing made more sense to him. 

Your pretty lips, your sweet eyes, how could he not? Your lips trembled, eyes half lidded, rolling back slightly as you fought to stay awake.

“Oh fuck oh fuck. Don’tttt...don’t fucking look at me like that Y/n. If you look at me like that I’m gonna--gonna--ohhhh baby, fuck what are you doing to me” Jin gasped loudly as cum spilled all over his palm. 

P R E S E N T   D A Y--

Amongst the sweet bliss of your dreams, a current washed over you and reality had your eyes opening. Your heart felt heavy as your vision focused in on the dry walls that continued to encage you. Your body pulsed with soreness, reminding you of the previous nights events.

To say you were upset would be an understatement, but you were shocked more than anything. You had never seen Jin act so unhinged before. It was almost as though he quite literally couldn’t control himself, the thought alone bringing a bitter taste to your mouth.

Before you could decide on whether to give him a piece of your mind and reprimand his behavior, you hear him wincing with pain across the room. He lay leaned against the wall, sweat trickling down his muscles from the heat. His head tilted back in a soft groan, dark hair now extremely tangled and messy.

“Are you okay?” You got up with a start. Jin exhaled before shaking his head in defeat. 

“No, my leg still really fucking hurts. I feel like absolute shit right now” He punched the side of his fist into the ground in frustration. “I feel like I’m going insane” 

You couldn’t even begin to imagine his pain. At least you got to leave the cell for some time, he had been here all along. Alone. Wounded. It was just awful. Yoongi should have had the courtesy to take him to the hospital, but then again did Yoongi even have a courteous bone in his body? You were no longer sure. 

“It just sucks too because I’m trapped here, helpless, and all I can fucking do is feel this pain” Jin's jaw clenched. "And I’m sorry for last night I just...you were just there, so close. I just couldn’t help it. I could finally forget the pain even if it was just for a moment”

“It’s okay, I understand” You knew that feeling far too well. Jin reached his arms out to you, pulling you to sit next to him. His hands trailed down your thighs as he looked at you intently. “You know, I don’t mind...if it helps distract you from the pain. We can” You cleared your throat nervously, heat rising to your cheeks, “I mean, just tell me what you need”

Jin’s eyes widened with surprise. “Really?” He asks, gulping, “You don’t have to”

“I want to Jin. Let me help. I’m half the reason you’re in this mess” You would be lying if you said you hadn’t thought about it. Jin was extremely handsome, you had noticed that from the moment you saw him in the arena. With a body like that, your heart skipped a beat at what all he might have in store for you.

His fingers slid between your legs, making you gasp softly. He tickled your clothed cunt softly. He flattened his fingers, teasing your entrance before moving to your clit. Licking his lips, he sucked lightly on your ear. Your hips bucked up as a ticklish sensation shot through your body. You felt wet. 

And you knew he could feel it too, as he drew his fingers away. “Can I?” He mumbled into your neck. You nodded, flustered and warm all over as he pushed your panties aside and began drawing light circles on your clit. You twitch at the sensations hitting your nerves. His other hand cupped your jaw tightly, turning your face towards him.

“Oh fuckk, Jin that feels so good” You didn’t know why you felt so horny, whether it was the morning or the temporary relief from reality. Jin carefully slid one finger into your cunt, just barely, his delicate movements sending shocks of pleasure through your tired body.

Your pussy clenched down on his finger, and he growled. Pulling out, he popped the finger into his mouth before sighing, “Can I tell you what I want?” You could hear a slight tremble in his voice, “Will you do anything for me?”

You choked on your own breath, nodding dumbly as Jin’s gaze flashed with desire. “Get on all fours over me. Wanna spank that pretty ass”

Jin was taken aback at your willingness. You obeyed so well, his hands kneaded your tender flesh, enjoying the view of your ass sticking out for him. You winced as you felt his palm smack against you hard, making your knees tremble with pain and pleasure. 

That’s for sleeping with Jungkook. He smacked again, with full force. He knew it stung. He could hear the pain in your pathetic whimpers and he loved it. And Hobi. Smack. And Jimin. Smack. You cried out as the impact caused you to fall forward onto your chest. And Yoongi. 

Your ass was flushed, as he tenderly rubbed over the bruises he had so generously given you. He leaned forward, letting his tongue glide over the soreness before playfully biting down.

“Jin...that hurts” He ignored you, proceeded to slide down his pants, his turgid length already incredibly hard. He tugged at his cock quickly, the sounds of his slippery pre-cum barely noticeable under your soft moans. 

“Sit on my cock. Nice and easy, lean back on me” His cock twitched as you turned your head to look back at him briefly, your eyes glossy from the pain, but full of curiosity nevertheless. You crawled back over him to line his cock with your soaking cunt. Jin grabbed your hips, helping ease you down onto his length. 

“Ah...ah...” His size stretched you out, pussy swallowing him in. You cursed, eyes rolling back. He wanted to see your face, see how fucked out you would look as he gave it to you so good. 

“Quiet, he might hear us.” He carefully tugged off his shirt from your body with your help, then used it to cover your mouth. He pulled the knot tight,  the fabric tugging at the sides of your mouth uncomfortably. 

His hands stroked over your bare chest quietly, humming in approval, “That’s a good girl...gonna be all quiet for me now right?” His cock twitched inside of you as he heard your muffled voice. His fingers weaved through your hair before he clenched his fist, making you wince. He pulled your head back as he thrusted up into your soaking cunt “Hear that? You’re loving this aren’t you, you fucking whore”

He grabbed your neck, holding it in a tight grip as he pounded up into you. He no longer cared if he was being too loud, he moaned at the top of his lungs. You felt so good. Your pussy welcomed his cock like it was meant to be there, so slippery and warm for him to just fuck over and over and over again.

He couldn’t hear you softly plead for him to let you breathe over the sounds of his own cursing. He didn’t care. If you passed out, you deserved to. Your body was his for the taking, it had to learn. You said yourself you would do what he wanted. He needed this. It was the least you could do for all the trouble he’d been through for you.

He let your neck go, and as you gasped for a saving breath, he felt your walls leak all over him. Your muffled cries sounding like music to his ears. Your whole body was shaking from pleasure. 

His gaze fell onto your back, sinking his teeth onto your scars. You winced loudly as he marked you, his knife wound from the previous night still stinging and tender with pain.

Grabbing your head again, he pushed your face down onto the ground. You thrusted your hips helplessly, feeling your orgasm approaching as the cold floor pressed painfully against your nose. 

“Wait..wait...I’m so close” Your words were intangible through the cloth. You were humping down on him so desperately he couldn’t help the chuckle that escaped him. There, in front of him with your ass bouncing from how feverishly you wanted to cum all over his cock, he was in heaven. 

Jin felt your heat melt as you came, screaming in ecstasy against the restraint. You limply relaxed onto the floor as Jin continued to thrust up into you, holding your hips down tightly to dig deeper and deeper into your messy, dripping cunt.

Jin felt like his whole body would explode in pleasure. This was the peak. His life couldn’t get any better than this moment where he had you just like he dreamed. He wondered if it would always feel this good. Of course it would. It was you after all. 

Your core clenched as the stimulation became too much. He looked into your eyes and could see the streams of tears staining your cute cheeks. It was that look. That pleading look that was begging him to stop. Jin came with a loud cry, tilting his head back as he smacked your locker back one final time. 

Breathing heavily, he lifted you off of him, watching his seed leak out of you. You laid down onto your side, absolutely spent. He slid down to lay behind you, hugging you to him as he undid the mouth wrap with his teeth. He stroked your body tenderly, hands finding your breasts. 

“Holy shit” You coughed, finally able to breathe air directly. “Officer Kim Seokjin, that was...wow”

Jin didn’t respond, he simply smiled, pinching your nipples causing you to squirm. That was nothing baby. 

-

Taehyung hated being wrong. He hated not knowing and not having control of any situation. So when Yoongi was shaking his head, denying that he had caused all the recent chaos that had been keeping Taehyung up at night, he felt like he was going to tear the entire bar apart, floorboard by floorboard. 

“Y/n had mentioned she was kidnapped. I didn’t hear about it from you so I figured it must have been Jimin, and that you made sure she didn’t really get hurt. It ended up with her opening up to me, so I wasn’t really too mad about it” Yoongi said calmly, sipping his drink.

“From the footage it looked like Namjoon and Y/n took the pills and blacked out. Hobi was drunk too, but when he sobered up he had gotten a call to take them to the warehouse. I figured you had told him to do that.” 

Yoongi raised his eyebrows, “Why the fuck would I want to kidnap and beat up Namjoon? I need him healthy to fight. Don’t be such an idiot Kim"

“It wasn’t just that though. Jimin’s accident happened right after I sent you the video. I figured you were jealous”

Setting his glass down, Yoongi swiveled in his stool to light a cigar before leaning back casually “The video of Y/n and Jimin fucking? Please, I don’t give a shit”

“Well, then I told you that Jungkook showed her the lab and gave her literal heroin so I imagine you weren’t happy about that”

The smoke dissipated slowly from his lips. Taehyung frowned at the scent. “I wasn’t. But still, I didn’t stab him. I was with Y/n, taking care of her because I love her.”

Taehyung clenched his fists. He did not want to hear Yoongi go on and on about how much he loved you, he did not care. He wanted to know who was messing with his plans. Taehyung had things to do. He had operations in play. He couldn’t afford any mistakes.  

“Is that all? Jimin’s album is coming out tomorrow so I need to get some rest” Yoongi scoffed suddenly, “Especially now that Jimin’s gone ahead and brought Y/n into the media’s eye. What a fucking idiot”

“How are you planning on dealing with him? Are you gonna kill him?”

Yoongi laughed. “Taehyung. Seriously. What is up with you these days? If I wanted Jimin dead he would be dead dumbass.” Yoongi clicked his tongue, “Like I said before, I’m not worried about her and Jimin. She hates him. I know she does.”

Taehyung was not expecting that at all. Not from Yoongi. He had seen Yoongi wrench out people’s teeth if they didn’t pay him. He had seen Yoongi shoot innocent people, not even noticing when Taehyung had to turn around and puke his guts out because of it. But looking at the powerful man besides him now, he could barely recognize him.

“Just find out who was giving Hobi those orders and kill them. I don’t care who it is, just kill them. I don’t even want to know. I don’t have time for this”

Taehyung pursed his lips, “Yoongi, you know that Jimin does really like Y/n too, right? Like, he might be falling in love with her.” Yoongi gave him a look indicating that he was not taking him seriously, “I’m serious! I’ve never seen him like this and I’m surprised you aren’t more worried”

“Taehyung. Do you think I’m dumb?” Yoongi’s expression shifted to one of annoyance, “I knew what I was doing when I offered her an internship. I knew what I was doing when I signed Jimin on, knowing full well how much of a fan she is. Of course I knew she would pursue him. I needed her to see for herself, what a bratty piece of shit that man is. I knew she would hate him Taehyung, killing him would mean she might still care. She might still have feelings for him. That’s not what I need. She can only love me. I have to show her I’m better than him”

Yoongi took another puff of his cigar before continuing, “Now, I’ll admit things got fucked up when fucking Namjoon kept on bringing her to Death Valley. Idiot doesn’t take a fucking hint.”

Taehyung gulped down the rest of his drink before slamming the glass on the bar top. “Another please” He waved to the bartender. “I can take Jin off your hands now. He’s seen your face, but he might know stuff so it could be good to keep him alive” Yoongi simply shrugged, setting his cigar aside.

“I don’t care what you do with him. I want her alone tomorrow. I’m coming clean”

-

The next morning, Yoongi brought Taehyung back to the apartment. Taehyung lifted Jin out of the cell and claimed to be taking him to a clinic. After they left, it was just you and Yoongi.

Yoongi crouched down and extended a hand to you, not wanting to come too close. He knew you were upset with him. He could feel it. 

“Morning my love” His voice was songlike, eyes pleading as he looked at you, an absolute mess on the floor, like you were his whole world. “Come on, let me run you a bath. I’m sorry”

You knew if you looked at him for too long you wouldn’t be able to resist. But after everything you had just heard, you wanted to just be alone.

“I’ll explain everything. I promise, I don’t want any lies between us” Reluctantly, you took his hand and he pulled you up into a hug. You teared up at his embrace. You could feel the simple adoration through his touch. You could have just melted into his arms.

Leading you out of the cell, he sat you down in the kitchen while he went to draw a hot bath for you. “Will you be joining me?” You asked him dryly, attempting to put up some attitude in whatever way you could. 

To your surprise he shook his head, “No. I’ll wait till you’re done. Enjoy yourself” You frowned slightly, knowing a part of you didn’t want to hear the answer. “If you need anything just call for me okay?” He took your hands in his, kissing them gently. “After, I want to give you something. I’ve put some clothes for you on the dresser inside”

“Wait” You gasped, taking in his presence fully. “I’m sorry a...about Jimin and the media”

Yoongi shook his head, “It’s not your fault. It’s like you said, he’s just a typical rockstar” The two of your shared a small laugh. You realized then how rarely you had ever seen Yoongi smile. It was a beautiful smile, and you hoped to see it again.

You stepped into Yoongi’s bathroom. It wasn’t very large, but it was very high tech. A modern tub lay with soft white suds dancing over it. You grinned inwardly as you saw how he had laid out a blunt and a lighter for you. The water smelt of lavender, and was just the right temperature as you stripped down and slid in. You closed your eyes, inhaling deeply while appreciating the moment of peace. The eye of the storm. Inside you knew that this might be the only break you would get. Jimin’s album was coming out tomorrow. You had no idea what to expect. 

“Yoongi” You called out, tilting your head back and sinking into the tub deeper. 

He appeared rapidly, not really reacting to your undressed state as he knelt down by the tub, “Everything okay?”

“Stay here” You moved your arm out of the water, soap dripping onto the tiled floor as you tilted Yoongi’s cheek towards you and kissed him deeply. “Join me” You gasped into his mouth, “Please”

Yoongi kept his lips on yours, pushing his tongue into your mouth. He missed kissing you so much. Not having you the past night had been incredibly hard for him. “No love. I need you to relax. I’m about to tell you some things today and...you might be scared.”

You whined against him, pulling him closer to you while he did little to resist, “But I want you” You pouted.

Yoongi rolled his eyes with a soft smirk, “I want you too love. Don’t stay in there too long okay. Then get dressed and I’ll be in the kitchen” With one final kiss on your lips, he backed away from you, and you slid back into the warm water.

Yoongi had set out a cute little sundress for you, one that was scandalously sheer, but nevertheless cute. The dress felt blissfully light on your body, a slight breeze fluttering up your skirt as you spun around in front of a large mirror. 

You felt sexy, but most of all you felt free. You sighed heavily as you made your way to the kitchen, twirling around playfully before falling back into Yoongi’s embrace. 

“Hey” You got on your tippy toes to allow Yoongi to plant a kiss on your lips from behind you, smiling into one another. There was that smile again. It made your heart melt like butter. 

He wrapped his arms around you, nuzzling into your neck, “Fuck love you smell so good. You look so good.” You giggled as you felt his erection press up on your ass “How can I control myself...” His words were breathless as his hands trailed down to the hem of your dress, lifting it lightly to reveal the frilly lingerie he had bought for you. He cursed under his breath, pulling your ass back against him.

“Ah ah! You said you were gonna give me something” You teased, getting your payback for earlier. Yoongi nodded, reaching into the drawer to bring out a box. He slid it onto the kitchen counter “Is this for me?” He nods as you excitedly open the box. In it is a pistol, with gold accents and your initials engraved onto the side with what looked like diamonds. Beneath the device was a magazine of matching color. You looked at Yoongi with shock.

“I had it made just for you. Do you like it?” His hands covered yours as he guided you to take the gun into your hands and load the magazine into it. “I hope you never have to use it. But I needed you to have something to protect yourself” He turned and pulled your wrists to aim the barrel against his heart. “You could even kill me if you wanted to”

You were at a loss for words, but Yoongi continued, keeping the gun in your hand aimed at himself “I’m not a good guy Y/n. I’m dangerous. That’s why I had Taehyung take you out of Death Valley that night and had to throw you into that cell.” He gave you so space backing away. You felt bad, knowing that he must be feeling anxious to reveal himself to you, despite you knowing exactly what he was going to say.

You tried to give him a comforting look, unable to move your hands from his steady grip, “I’m a gangster.”

He waited for you to react. You weren’t sure what to do, so you just parted your lips in feigned shock. Wow! No way! Really! You felt like laughing, but his gaze was so serious you stopped yourself.

"I have a drug syndicate. At Death Valley. The money I make from that I use to gamble. That’s why we have the fights. I have boys trained and bet money on them. We make millions through that but really it’s just power plays” He looks away from you momentarily, “Anyways, no one knows that I, Min Yoongi, am the one running things there, but still I have a lot of enemies. A lot of people would love to see me dead. To see me lose.”

“Since you’re my partner, you are a liability. I need you to be safe. Normally I’ll have someone from the gang accompany you wherever you go. You won’t know who it is so don’t worry about it, it’s just in case anything happens” 

Partner? Since when? You frowned slightly at the label. Then again, this guy did carve his name into your skin. Maybe that was how big scary gangsters asked girls out these days, who were you to judge. 

“I don’t want you to be scared of me okay” Yoongi finally took the gun from you and set it aside, “Me giving you this means I trust you. With my secret and my life.”

You began to feel flustered. You hadn’t even thought about what it would mean to actually date or be associated with a gang member, let alone a kingpin. Now the media thought you were dating Jimin, who was also conveniently high up in all this. 

“I know it’s a lot” Yoongi said. “You can always ask me if you have questions. Now let’s get to work okay. Big day coming, I need my your expert opinion by my side”

-

The low growl of the engine was the only sound to be heard as Taehyung drove Jin to his own home. The world came still as he parked the car. Sighing heavily, he checked his radar before exiting the car, lifting Jin.

“You think you can stand buddy?” Jin nodded, and Taehyung slowly helped him find steady ground. He held Jin up, assisting him as they walked in through the back entrance to his basement. 

A single lightbulb illuminated just enough for Taehyung and Jin to see each other’’s faces. Nothing more, nothing less. Wiping sweat from his forehead, he placed Jin into a chair. 

“So it’s this Yoongi guy huh” Jin remarked. “And surprise surprise...you’re his little bitch too. Do your lips hurt from all the ass you have to kiss?”

“Oh please, Yoongi can go to hell for all I care.” Taehyung chuckled, surveying an array of knives that were displayed on the wall before his eyes settled on a small blade, curved ever so slightly. “I do need you to keep your mouth shut about me to Jimin though. If it weren’t for me, Yoongi would have let you rot in there”

Jin tilted his head, a small smile growing on his face as he understood the implications of Taehyung’s words, “I see. You’re plotting against both of them huh?”

“What’s I’m plotting is none of your goddamn business, Officer. So tell me, what’s it gonna take to keep you quiet hm? Money? More coke?”

“You know, I might be able to help you. You’re playing a dangerous game Taehyung. I know what you’re doing and I know how you plan on doing it. You’re using Y/n as bait. You’re using her to pin Jimin against Yoongi so you can sweep in and take over.”

Taehyung froze. First he smiled, then burst out into giggles before full on laughing. “It’s that obvious huh? Fine, hypothetically let’s say we work together. What’s in it for you?”

Jin licked his lips, “All I ask, is that when the dust settles, Y/n is mine. I know things Taehyung. I’m a cop after all”

Taehyung rolled his eyes and sighed, “Is that it?”

“And I get to kill them. My way”

Taehyung took a moment to think. “Okay Officer. You might just have yourself a deal.”

-

The clicking of the keyboard resonated through Yoongi’s office that was all but quiet as the chaos of an upcoming release had taken the whole building by storm. 

He had you sitting on his thigh, hands around his neck as he would run final details by you. But with the way he would occasionally tap his foot, causing his leg to vibrate underneath you, you couldn’t help craving him more and more with each passing minute.

He wouldn’t react as you nibbled his ear, placed kisses on his neck. You sighed loudly, sexual frustration building up within you. Finally you slid down a strap of your dress, letting it, along with your bra, glide down your breast. You tried to pull his chin towards you but he was too caught up in reading the emails he had gotten.

You really did respect the guy. For whatever he is, he took his work...of all kinds...very seriously. That itself turned you on. “Yoongi” You cooed at him, causing him to hum slightly.

“Yes love?” He muttered, a hint of annoyance in his voice. 

“Look” He finally surrendered to you, allowing you to turn his chin to see your perky breast in his line of vision. He was surprised, looking at you briefly before placing his mouth over you and suckling you roughly. 

You bit your lip, his tongue felt hot as he rolled it around your nipples. He took his time, lapping away at you, digging his teeth and gliding his wet lips over the perked bud. 

You buried your face into his soft black hair, his musky scent overwhelming you. Stuttering his name from your lips as he continued to suck your tit harshly, his hands trailed up your bare legs under the skirt of your dress to tug at the waistline of your panties. He let his fingers glide beneath the soft lace, teasing you.

Yoongi gave your breast a final sloppy kiss, before he let go with a pop, looking up at your fucked out face. He chuckled, bringing one hand to slide down your other strap and then tenderly squeezing your other breast. He rolled the tip between his fingers before placing his mouth of it.

Heat was coiling in your chest, soft whines leaving your parted lips. You moved from his thigh to straddle his waist, rolling your hips against his growing bulge. The friction shot pleasure through your core, making you leak with desire. 

You were sure Yoongi could feel how wet you were. Nevertheless his focus remained on ravishing your breast. He left chaste kisses on your eager nub, nipping away as his mouth tenderly sucked, making sure to give it as much attention as the other. 

His kisses then trailed between your breasts, traveling up to your neck where they became rougher. His movements tickled you, making you squirm as he kissed beneath your jaw, tilting your face back. 

“Mmm that’s enough love, we can’t here” He mumbled. You groaned in complaint, panting with frustration as Yoongi’s lips left your skin and his hands pulled your straps back onto your shoulders. “I booked us a room somewhere special for a few days because our bedroom is still fucked up from the other night. We can have each other there, I promise, okay love?”

-

Yoongi was a man of taste. Being in the rock industry, he was used to things being grunge and edgy, but personally he always had a soft spot for excellence. That’s why, while maintaining the all black getup, he would dress in silk shirts, pure silver jewelry and diamond studded jackets. 

He had picked a hotel not too far from the label, but one of the finest places in miles around. It was the same venue that would be the site of Jimin’s album release event the following night. Yoongi had booked out the largest suite in the building, wanting to show you the best night of your life. 

And you had a feeling it would be, as you walked in to the large room, lit with purple LED undertones that complemented the fading sunset that was gleaming in through the expansive glass wall. On the bed was a bottle of champagne in a bucket of ice.

“Holy shit” You mumbled, wandering around as Yoongi directed the bellboys to bring in the luggage. Yoongi insisted he would take care of all your needs when packing. He claimed to have someone go back to your apartment and grab some of your essential items, but also insisted in buying you new things. You had to admit, gangster or not, Yoongi really knew how to spoil a girl.

You leaned against the glass, peering out at the skyline, a bright coral pink even still. Yoongi came up besides you, tilting your face towards him to kiss you fondly. 

“Can I pour you a drink love?” He sighed into your mouth. You nodded, watching as Yoongi pulled the champagne out of the bucket, popping the cork and pouring two glasses with ease. He hands you one, clinking his own against yours. You took a few sips, savoring the slightly sour bubbly liquid before setting your glass aside. Yoongi pulled you towards him by the waist. 

“This is all amazing Yoongi” You wrapped your arms around his neck. He caressed your hips, swaying you against him almost as though you were slow dancing. After a quick peck to the lips he spoke again,

“I’ve been thinking about the future. How would you like to work for me full time? As a junior producer?”

Your eyes widened in surprise, “I...wow, I would love that, that would be the dream” Yoongi smiled, gliding his lips over your cheek, behind your ear where he began to leave small wet kisses. His hands trailed up your sides and he hooked his fingers under the strap of your dress, tugging it so the garment slid seamlessly off your body and onto a pile on the floor.

“Shit” Yoongi bit his lip, eying you up and down in your angelic lingerie. “Just missing one thing” You pouted as he stepped away from you, walking over to a cabinet to pull a studded black collar and leash from the drawer. 

He wrapped the collar around your neck carefully, adjusting the strap so that it was nice and tight. He admired the way it looked against your skin, tracing and tugging on it with his fingers.

“Beautiful.” Taking the leash in his hand, he gently pushed you down onto your knees, stroking your cheek as you looked up at him eagerly. “You know what to do” He blew a kiss at you teasingly.

You began to unbutton his pants, sliding them down along with his boxers. Licking you lips, you took his length into your hands, stroking him slowly, looking up for his validation. 

He groaned at your touch “Look at you hm?” His fingers harshly ran along your jaw, pulling playfully at your bottom lip “So fucking pretty”

He tugged your lip forward, prompting you to get your mouth on his cock, his other hand holding himself steady against the wall. You wrapped your lips around the tip, letting you tongue circle around.

Your breath hitched as Yoongi suddenly tugged at your leash, forcing his cock down your throat. You gagged immediately, but he kept your face pulled forward.

You flattened your tongue, allowing Yoongi to thrust himself against the slippery sensation. His cock filled your throat, making it impossible for you to breathe. You could taste the sour pre-cum against the rigid veins all over his girthy length. 

He loved the way you took him, so messy. You slobbered all over his cock, the sounds of you choking and coughing like music to his ears. Your lips were swollen and fucked out, eyes bulging as you desperately tried to maintain yourself. Tears built at the corned of your eyes making him buck his hips. You were his. Like he had always wanted. He finally owned you.

You felt his cum shoot straight down your throat, causing you to gasp in desperation, cheeks hollowing enough to allow him to push even further down your throat. Once you surrendered to swallow, Yoongi pulled out, a mixture of cum and saliva dripping all over your face. 

“Bend over, hands on the wall” He ordered through gritted teeth. He lined himself up behind you, sneaking a finger deep into your heat, relishing in the wet pool of your arousal and how you leaked out all over his palm. He pushed another finger in, pumping you furiously before his eyes narrowed in on your back.

You felt his fingers fall out, causing you to whine. A sudden tug of the leash pulled you back into his chest. 

“What is this?” He growled, a finger gliding over the knife scar through his name on your back. You stuttered, the collar knocking the breath out of you. “Who did this?”  He dug his nails into you making you wince. 

“W..what are you talking about?” Yoongi turned you around and slapped you hard.

“You know what I’m talking about. Who marked you? Who fucking dared?” He was yelling loudly despite being so close to your face. You tried to turn away but he wouldn’t let you.

“I...” You gulp. If you told Yoongi it was Jin, he would definitely go kill him. You needed Jin to be alive, in fact you were hardly even sure if he was anymore. A part of you knew Taehyung wouldn’t actually kill him. He didn’t deserve to die, not for something like this. “I don’t know”

Yoongi glared at you, the fire in his eyes evident. He dragged you relentlessly to the bed, taking the leash and using it to tie your arms to your chest. 

“You wanna play fucking games huh?” Yoongi screamed. You trembled, his demeanor beginning to scare you, “I’ll show you. I’ll fucking show you what happens when you hide something from me. You’re staying like this, locked in here until you decide to tell me the truth you got that?”

Tears were already streaking down your face as you nodded. Yoongi scowled at you before climbing in the other side of the bed and turning off the lights. 

-

Hobi arrived at the banquet hall. Preparations were already being made. The hustle of his coworkers preparing for the album release press conference and the subsequent celebration. 

A few people greeted him, but looking around he noticed an absence of a certain energy. Jimin was sitting on the stage, reading over his answer sheets while his make-up artists poked at his face.

Hobi didn’t feel an ounce of guilt about what he had done to Jimin. He never liked the guy, despite having to put up a cordial face around him. It was tough for him to help Jimin put songs together when he just wanted to wrench his guts out and put a bullet through his head. 

He tried avoiding the star when he could, but Jimin sought him out “Hey Hobi c’mere” Jimin snapped his fingers, pushing away the people surrounding him. Hobi took a deep breath before approaching him.

“Have you seen Y/n?”

Hobi raised his eyebrows. He at first had not been sure if you would have actually been killed or not after Jin’s little stunt the other night. It was a relief to him when he saw you appear in the news at Jimin’s side, but he was confused. 

“I figured she was here already. Maybe she’s with Yoongi” Jimin rolled his eyes, “That motherfucker, honestly. Did you know those two were hanging out because I fucking didn’t” Jimin hissed. “He branded her. Apparently they got really high, she said it was an accident but I dunno that’s a bit much even for Yoongi. You should have seen how pissed off he was”

“Hanging out?” Hobi asked curiously, “Y/n and Yoongi?” He felt his stomach flip uncomfortably. “Yoongi never hangs out with employees, let alone interns”

Jimin shrugged, “Can’t blame him honestly. She’s a temptress. I’ve slept with her a bunch of times and it just keeps getting better and better”

Hobi did everything in his power not to slug Jimin in his face, out of respect to the make up artists who had spent so long trying to make this bastard look presentable. “I know” 

“You do?” Jimin grinned, “Right...you who almost dated for half a second there. Then Yoongi and his fucking rules came and blew it all up” Jimin playfully pushed Hobi’s shoulder, “Man. You gotta just claim what’s yours and say fuck em. Next time. She’s mine now though, sorry”

Hobi rolled his eyes, knowing full well that you loathed Jimin. Nevertheless, the spoilt brat had a point. When the fuck did Yoongi hang out with Y/n? It didn’t make sense. 

Turning to one of the overseeing secretaries, Hobi questioned which room Yoongi was staying, intending to pay him a quick visit. The secretary gave him the room number, warning him that Yoongi had mentioned he might be unavailable in the morning as he had a few errands to run. 

Hobi wandered through the hotel, heading to the elevator to arrive at the top floor with all the suites. When he arrived at the door, he noticed the sign on the handle with raised eyebrows. Nevertheless he knocked “Yoongi! It’s me? Can we chat for a bit?”

“Hobi! Oh my God Hobi help me! Get me out of here!” Goosebumps appeared all over him as your shrill voice leaked through the door, “I can’t move please”

His hands were trembling. What the hell was going on? He budged at the door but it was locked. Cursing under his breath, he pulled out his gun, taking the handle and using it to knock of the handle. He pushed through the door, swallowing thickly as he saw you, leash hooked up to the bed frame, hands tied, in such a sexy little lingerie set his heart felt like exploding then and there.

“What the fuck?” Hobi rushed over to you, untying you from your restraints and clicking off the collar. Your hands went to your neck, soothing the red marks that had appeared due to the tight hold. “Yoongi did this?”

You nodded “He was punishing me. He was gonna keep me locked in here” You wanted to cry but you couldn’t even find it within yourself. Hobi noticed how defeated you looked. He hated seeing you like this.

“Why?”

You looked into his eyes, sighing at the true ignorance. Hobi knew so little about everything you had been through, you didn’t have the heart to place the burden onto him.

“Can we just get out of here? Please? I need a fucking drink” He nodded, rubbing the pads of his fingers softly over the imprints of the tight bands on your arms. “Let me get changed. That motherfucker was gonna make me miss my first album release party,” You scoffed, laughing bitterly as you stood up, “I’ll fucking show him. I’m gonna look hot as fuck and I’m gonna be all over Jimin tonight”

Hobi blinked at you in amusement but said nothing as you marched off into the bathroom.

“Come on” You called back to him, curling your finger to motion him towards you teasingly “Are you really gonna pass up the chance to fuck me in the shower?”

“Damn, you’re really something” Hobi mumbled, unable to hide the blush that grew on his cheeks. 

You didn’t bother taking off your underwear, you could see how turned on Hobi was from seeing you just by the gleam in his eye. You playfully bounced into the shower, turning the water cold.  The white lace on your body dampened, making the coverage practically negligible. 

Hobi almost choked seeing you. You tilted your head back and let the water fall directly on your breasts. You could hear the click of his buckled as he undressed himself quickly to join you.

“Shit this is cold” Hobi touched the water before sliding into the glass cube behind you. You turned around to face him, smiling mischievously. “Can daddy clean me up?” You pouted at him, winking. Hobi rolled his eyes.

“Jesus Y/n” Hobi pulled your hips forward before lifting you into his arms, “You’re such a slut for me aren’t you? All you fucking want is daddy’s big cock is that it?”

You nodded rapidly. “Yeah. Want your cock” You slid your hand down his chest, biting your lip.

“Of course you do baby” He pressed your back against the glass, the ice cold water hitting his back as he rolled his hips into you. His hand snaked around beneath you to push aside your soaked panties and touch your throbbing clit. “Look at me baby. Does that feel good?” He began to rub small circles, watching the way your body responded to him.

“Y...yes” You groaned, burying your face into his wet hair, nails digging into his back as you held on tight. Hobi grunted, gliding his finger back to trace along your folds.

“So fucking needy baby. No one fucks you as good as I do huh?” Hobi’s hot breath tickled your ear. “You missed me didn’t you, you slut. Only I know how you really like it” He pushed one finger in “Isn’t that right?”

You nodded, a sobbing mess of moans muffling into his neck as he rapidly pumped his finger into you, “Yes” You exhaled, “Want Daddy. Only want Daddy”

“I know. Oh, you poor little thing” He shoved another finger in, making you mewl as he stretched you out, “Do you think about me huh? When Jimin’s ramming his cock into do you think about me?” Your pussy clenched down at his words, “Did you fuck Yoongi too? Our boss, god you are such a little whore aren’t you?”

He slid in a third finger and you began to scream out in pleasure, “Oh fuck Hobi yes, right there right there” You panted heavily, “More...please” The mention of Yoongi’s name had you leaking all over. 

The thought that he could just come back in at any moment had you falling apart. He would look so fucking angry. He would probably kill Hobi on the spot. 

Why did that turn you on so much?

Heat pulsed through your body. Hobi slid his fingers out, spanking your pussy before sliding you down onto your feet.

“I missed you” Hobi said weakly. Your eyes softened. You knew you were taking advantage of him. You knew your heart was really elsewhere, as much as you wished it wasn’t. 

“Kiss me” You didn’t want to think, you cupped his face bringing it to yours and pressing your lips against his. You poured yourself into the kiss, the roll of your hips matching the way your lips wrestled one another. 

Hobi deepened the kiss, pining your wrists above your head. He gasped as he pulled away, staring darkly into your eyes, “Do you want Daddy’s big cock?” You nodded, his lips barely inched from yours “Yeah? Want Daddy to fuck you good? Fill you up with his cum? Fuck his babies into you huh? You want that?”

He turned you around, hand gripping under your thigh to prop your leg up onto the sliding shower door handle. You winced at the stretch but Hobi didn’t react. You feel him slap his hot cockhead against your ass. Holding your hips steady, he slid his cock into you easily. Your slick inviting him in deep into your throbbing heat. You whimpered as his dick pushed through your walls, filling you to the brim. 

“Good girl” He growled, “Such a good warm little pussy for daddy, such a good fucking girl oh goddd” He slowly pulled out before thrusting back in. His pace was excruciatingly slow, but the burn of him pumping you in and out felt so good. 

“Fuck I’m close Daddy” You were practically drooling, lips parted in pure bliss as Hobi fucked you deeper and deeper, your head slamming against the glass. “Want you to fill me up daddy. Want your cum” You whined.

“You feel so fucking good baby. Go ahead and cum,” Hobi kissed you again “Cum for Daddy, come on” He quickened his pace as he felt your tight walls begin to twitch around his cock. He could hear your wetness as he pistons into you under your breathless screams. 

“I’m gonna cum Daddy..I..I..” Your eyes were clenched close as you let out a high pitched scream, your hot arousal dripping all over Hobi’s cock as your walls squeezed him tight. He bucked his hips as you came, groaning as he tried to fuck you through it. 

“Shit.” Hobi cursed under his breath as he felt himself come undone immediately after, his sticky cum shooting deep inside of you. “God that was so good” He sighed, landing a lazy kiss on your lips.

You sighed, savoring the small aftershocks of arousal that had you trembling in his embrace. Enjoying the final momentary pleasure before the wild night ahead of you.

-

Jimin stood outside the banquet hall and tightened his tie. There were only a few more minutes until his album officially came out. Fixing loose strands of his hair, he sighed. He wanted you by his side but you were no where to be seen. 

“Jiminnnn” The pitch of your voice gave you away easily. Jimin glowed in anticipation of you. His heart stopped as you arose from the hallway. You looked absolutely stunning in a classy sleeveless pantsuit. 

“Baby” You giggled. Jimin frowned slightly, noticing how you stumbled into his arms before giving you a peck on the lips. “Are you excitedddd?” You slurred your words. “Everyone’s gonna loveeeee your music”

He inhaled your scent, scrunching his nose as he recognized the stench of whiskey on your breath. “Baby. You’re drunk”

“Come onnnnn, everyone is waiting for you at the party” You tugged at his tie. Jimin sighed, he couldn’t help but surrender to your cuteness despite his gut telling him not to bring you there. 

“Jimin...this is my dream.” You giggled, almost losing your balance before Jimin caught you into his arms. “I’m Park Jimin’s girlfriendddd” Jimin dragged you outside slowly, sheepishly bowing to the other people who began giving the pair of you dirty looks. “Hey!” You yelled suddenly, “I’m Park Jimin’s girlfriend! I love him!”

Jimin’s heart skipped a beat. “You...what?” He began trembling, an overwhelming flush of emotions seizing him. “Really?”

You nodded, a big teethy smile on your face. Jimin blushed. “I...” She’s just drunk. He sighed. “Come on baby” He wrapped his arm around your waist, leading you down to the banquet hall. 

The venue was gorgeous. It had a red and black theme that matched Jimin’s album cover. Champagne was being served at every nook and corner. The room broke out into applause as Jimin walked in, you glued to his side.

Jimin’s eyes scanned the room looking for Yoongi. He was no where to be seen.

Jimin waved to his guests, thanking them for the cheer before he turned to you. He stroked your face, gazing into your glittering eyes with nothing but adoration. He felt his eyes tear up as the thought occured to him that maybe it really was you.

He had written so many baseless love songs, songs about yearning, song about searching for someone to make his life worth it again. Maybe it was you. Were you his happy ending?

His mind wandered to what could be. What might be if he marries you, you go on tour together, making love in every city over the world. You would be his biggest fan, his lifeline, and he would love you endlessly. He wanted that. So bad. Did you?

He twirled you around before dipping you down princess style and kissing you passionately. The room burst into cheers as you smiled into one another.

“Sir” One of the staff members tapped on Jimin’s shoulder urgently, “Sorry to interrupt, there’s something you should know” The staff member leaned in to whisper something into Jimin’s ear. You watched as his eyes went wide with shock. 

“I...I need to go. Excuse me” Jimin pardoned himself from the crowd, rushing out of the banquet hall. You followed him.

���Jimin! What is it? What happened?” You held onto his arm.

“He’s dead” Jimin muttered, “Fuck. SHIT. He’s dead” 

Your heart dropped. “Who...?”

“Taehyung. Taehyung is dead”

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a/n: i hope this makes up for how shitty part 6 was ahahaha. gosh i must have rewritten this like 4 times. but yeah drop those theories in my asks bbs <3 who killed tae? where’s yoongi? what’s jin up to? joon and kook will be back in action in part 8, next week dw ;) 

also that detail abt jin not listing you fucking taehyung when he’s spanking you is intentional

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D- Dick, Devour, Delve, Delight-in, Dote-on, Discharge, Drag, Devotion, Devotedness, Delight, Disheveled, Doll, Divine, Dominant, Desire, Doting

E- Enamored, Embrace, Enchanted, Ejaculate, Erupt, Enjoyment, Enrapture, Enthralling,  Explicit, Erogenous Zone, Encircle, Erotic, Exciting, Engaging, Engorged, Entrance, Expose, Exquisite

F- Finger, Fuck, Flushed, Fondle, Frenzy, Fervor, Fever, Flushed, Fondness, Flame, Fiery, Flirtatious, Flirt, Fuckable, Flirtatious, Fornication, Fucktoy, Filthy, Flick, Flex, Fill, Flatten, Frisky

G- Grab, Grope, Gorgeous, Gentle, Gag, Gazing, Glorify, Grind, Glide, Grip, Graze, Grasp, Gorgeous, Growl

H- Hilt, Honor, High, Head, Height, Hard, Harsh, Hot, Hold Dear, Honoring, Hollow, Handle, Heat, Handsome, Hickey, Heavenly, Hot-blooded, Hardcore

I- Imbibe, Intense, Infatuation, Inviting, Intimacy, Intimate, Indecent, Immodest, Intertwine, Insert, Illicit, Impassioned, Indelicate, Irresistible

J- Jiggle, Jumble, Jizz, Jerk, Jack-off, Juices, Juicy

K- Kiss, Kitten-lick, Knead, Kinky, Kink

L- Lick, Love, Leaking, Lap, Lust, Lovingly, Lovingness, Lavish, Lube, Lingerie, Libidinous, Leaking, Lewd, Lechery, Lascivious, Lewd, Lush, Lovebites, Layout, Lush

M- Make-love, Moan, Manhood, Massage, Merging, Marked, Meekness, Masturbatory, Masturbation

N- Nipple, Nip, Nude, Naked, Nibble, Naughty

O- Orgasm, Osculate, Orgasmic, Obscenely, Overstimulation, Obedience

P- Pulse, Praise, Push, Pound, Pulsate, Penis, Pump, Peck, Pleasure, Peak, Precum, Pit, Payoff, Passion, Petting, Provocative, Palpate, Pound, Provoke, Penetration, Praise, Prize, Please, Pussy, Penetrative, Pin, Peel, Plunge, Push, Pretty, Pornographic

Q- Quiver, Quake, Queen, Quench

R- Rub, Run-Along, Ravish, Ravage, Revel-in, Revere, Rapture, Relish, Rough, Rake, Rigid, Rasping, Rugged, Racy, Risque, Romance, Romantic, Rotate, Rut, Rub, Roll, Raw, Rousing, Responsive, Ride, Resignation, Raunchy

S- Slit, Slip, Sweetness, Smitten, Slick, Spread, Seduce, Succulent, Squirt, Scream, Spasm, Secretion, Suck, Spank, Slap, Sentiment, Softheartedness, Sex, Sexy, Slut, Sensual, Sensuous, Steamy, Suggestive, Seductive, Steamy, Slinky, Strap-On, Submissive, Smutty, Shag, Snog, Spread, Straddle, Swipe, Soothe, Searing, Swirl, Slide, Sweep, Seduce, Skim, Stroke, Scorch, Surge, Seize, Savor, Scratch, Sheath, Sink(into), Swollen, Salacious, Sensitive, Submit, Submissiveness, Sultry, Sweaty, Soft-core

T- Taste, Treasure, Thrust, Tease, Tenderness, Tender, Touch, Trace, Tousled, Tug, Tear, Tantric, Titillating, Tantalize, Tickle, Tease, Turn-on, Thrill, Twist, Torture, Tie, Touching, Titties

U- Undulate, Unshaven, Undress, Unyielding

V- Vulva, Vibrate, Vibrations, Vibrator, Voluptuous, Valuing, Venerate, Vulgar, Vulnerable

W- Worship, Wet, Wetness, Whore, Wrap, Wiggle, Warm, Willingness

Y- Yearning, Yank

[ichinawa-aizawa]

Hitoshi Shinsō Alphabet

Note: 3k words. This is the first piece I’m posting here, and I’m excited about it! I feel like it helped me get to know Hitoshi as a character, or how I want to write him. I’m hoping people like reading these HCs as much as I enjoyed writing them!

Warnings: cum play, panty stealing, BDSM, Shibari, temperature play, semi-public sex, d/s dynamics, r*pe play mentioned, but it isn’t elaborated on.

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex) Hitoshi is quiet but attentive after sex; soft and languid in the bed, holding you tightly, making sure you have everything you need from him. Skin against skin, hands down your back, a washcloth or warm kisses to ease any aches. It’s a gentle love after a more than likely brutal, carnal fucking. He likes to take care of his pet, bring you close to the breaking point only to shower you with praise and affection afterwards. Catch him playing with whatever cummy mess he left behind, too. Fingers between your legs pushing hot cum back inside of you to keep you stuffed and satisfied with him. He could lay with you for hours after sex, just watching you fade in and out of pleasure and sleep. He won’t mind drawing you a bath, either, though he’ll choose to wash and pamper you rather than join you in cleaning. He’ll take care of himself after he is sure that you are wholly taken care of.

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s) On him? His forearms. Being a pro hero and working with his capture weapon has left his arms toned and strengthened, perfect for holding you down. He especially likes to watch his muscles flex as he holds you down by your hips, your throat. A subtle, restrained power. On you? Your back. Once again it’s all about muscles, physique, marveling over the gentle slopes of your back as you’re arched in front of him or bent down before him. Fingers will trace over your naked back as you sleep, a firm hand will press against you or hold you to him from between your shoulder blades. Hitoshi especially loves when he gets to lattice rope down your back, the fibers folding into delicate grooves. Definitely a back man.

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)- Hitoshi loves making a mess of you. It's just another way to show the control he has over you, another way to stake his claim. Sometimes he'll leave his cum dripping from your cunt, but usually he graces you with a facial or, his favorite, unloads on your chest, hot strings of his seed shooting over your tits like one of the famous paintings everyone knows so well. Once his balls are completely empty, Hitoshi will relax next to you, trailing his hand up and down your torso, spreading his cum across your chest, using it to lubricate his fingers as he toys with your nipples. Once he's done having his fun, a shower is 100% necessary.

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs) Not only does he take pleasure in buying you panties, but he very much gets off on fisting them into his hand while he jacks off. The first time he snatched your pretty little lace from your overnight bag he felt a little guilty. But then he realized just how much of you he can smell on the flimsy threads, how easy it is to imagine the panties sinking into the fat of your hips as he pumps along his length. The best part about it? He loves tossing the used cloth back into your bag, knowing you’ll smell them, see them, maybe even put them on. A little piece of him to take everywhere with you.

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?) Just like with pro-hero work, Hitoshi is dedicated to learning the ropes, literally. He has some experience and he’s very keen on learning everything you enjoy. Giving pleasure is gaining pleasure for Hitoshi. He’s no novice but he’s no expert, so a lot of experience will be gained by the two of you being together, trying new things, and finding what is comfortable. He’ll also enjoy taking his time to let both of you experience what it feels like when his mind-control quirk is activated in bed, within safe confines, of course. It makes for a very enjoyable scene.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying) There’s something about the control Hitoshi feels when you’re on your knees, back arched, legs spread, pussy dripping and face buried in the pillows that makes him wild. Normally he’s very contained; purposeful thrusts, thoughtful uses of his hands, but the sinful and primal nature of doggy style encourages him to let go and let you feel pleasure from his animalistic release. He’s also just a fan of watching your back arch and grabbing your hair; it’s all about control, and while doggy sometimes lacks intimacy, he makes up for it by being a little more vocal and telling you just how fucking good you feel wrapped around him.

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.) Hitoshi is definitely a little more stoic in the bedroom; he takes your pleasure (and, by proxy, his) very seriously. He wants every intimate coupling to be memorable. However, he knows how to crack a smile to ease the mood, knows how to laugh if the tone feels right. It’s not an awkward stoic, but a more purposeful one. The more experience he gains the more he loosens up in more vanilla sex, but when a bdsm scene is involved, he’s got his mind on keeping you comfortable and making sure he’s in control.

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.) Purple dustings everywhere. He’s hairy in that manly, attractive way. It’s not too thick, but enough to ghost against your skin and make you shiver. As for the drapes, they’re a shade darker than everything else. Stark violet against ivory skin that curls around the base of his cock. It’s quite a pretty picture, really.

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect) Hitoshi is not necessarily romantic, what with the roses and candles and chocolate and whatever else, but he is very caring. He cares about your happiness and is very affectionate with gentle touches being incredibly observant about what you might need or want. He’ll look lovingly into your eyes as you fuck and make sure to praise you, perhaps with a little dash of degradation just to hear you squeal. He’s intimate, if not romantic.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon) There are stipulations. If Hitoshi is getting himself off alone, he has to use a pair of your panties. They've become a staple for him when it comes to masturbation. Cotton or silk wrapped around his cock, the remnants of you sometimes still fresh on the inside. It isn't often that he uses a clean set, but when he does, it's only with the intention of making them dirty, leaving streaks of white for you to find later. If you happen to be home, though, Hitoshi asks for you to watch him. Something about being so exposed, having you assess all the ways he pleases himself, leaves his body shaking, blood pounding in his veins. He can feel your heavy, appreciative gaze. It makes his balls tighten, his stomach knot, his eyes roll as he cums for you. Some days you call him sexy. Others, you call him pretty. He doesn't mind either.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks) Very, very into bdsm, especially rope play like shibari. Shibari takes a lot of practice, skill, and thoughtfulness, and he enjoys the sensuality of tying you up slowly and carefully. He takes note of where the rope might be too tight, too loose, makes sure the knots and loops are never cutting off circulation and makes sure you are comfortable, all while gazing longingly at your body and trailing knuckles and kisses across expectant skin. He’s also into wax play, even if it’s just dabbling. He wouldn’t mind a bit of purple wax thoughtfully placed onto your naked flesh, making you flinch and gasp as he spells his initials onto your body. Wax on his skin doesn’t feel so bad either, he’s learned.

L = Location (favorite places to do the do) Sex with Hitoshi mostly takes place behind the closed doors of your home. Most of the things the two of you are into are difficult to accomplish in foreign locations. It's easiest to just stay in the bedroom. When either if you are feeling particularly adventurous, though, he'll lead you to the balcony, usually when it's late at night or in the very early hours if the morning, and fuck you over the railing. It isn't likely that anyone will see you, but there's always a chance, and that chance is what fuels the both of you.

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going) Hitoshi adores watching you do normal things, like cooking, cleaning, working, just seeing you be you. He likes seeing you be happy and in your comfort zone, just filling the space up with him alongside you. He also loves having you as a service submissive and he gets turned on when you actively work to please him in what most would consider mundane actions. Making dinner just for him, letting him watch you bathe only for you to kneel, dripping wet, at the edge of the tub and wait for his next instructions, or next actions. You calling him daddy, or master, as you do normal chores around the house or even whispering it into his ear when no one can hear. He gets so turned on from the ordinary, because with you, it is always extraordinary.

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs) Not a fan of rape play; he always wants you to be so willing, wanting, begging, that’s what turns him on. It’s not that he wouldn’t do it if you wanted to try, it’s just not a scene he would necessarily choose.

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.) Hitoshi loves pleasing you, it’s in his nature, it’s his favorite thing, but when it comes to oral he definitely prefers getting head, especially if you are enjoying it. There’s a lot of control and thought that goes into taking care of his submissive while his cock is stretching apart your mouth, the soft head brushing against your throat. He’s mindful of how far he pushes, makes sure to keep your hair out of your face, and watches your face to catch your expressions and make sure you’re not pushing yourself too far to please him. And god does it feel amazing to have a wet mouth wrapped around him, eager to please and suck his balls dry. He never takes his eyes off you and enjoys watching your cheeks hollow and your pretty eyes flash up at him while you swallow down his cock and his seed.

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.) A mixture, really. Slow, powerful thrusts, calculated and thoughtful (until the end, when control becomes hard even for the mind-control hero). But he doesn’t mind getting rough, especially when you start mewling so, so prettily, losing all your thoughts as you let him consume you with pleasure.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.) - Hitoshi would much prefer to take his time with you, to watch you slowly unravel beneath his hands (or mind). When you look at him with pleading eyes and pouty lips, though, begging, "Toshi, please, need you so bad," he can't refuse. You're so cute when you're desperate, eager to drool all over his cock. He's fast and brutal in these instances, taking you roughly, bouncing you and reveling in the way your body simply moves with his, no autonomy even without the power of his quirk. You babble out pleas and praises, "So close, baby, so close, just like that," until you're cumming in record time. It's not that Hitoshi doesn't enjoy quickies; he'd just rather devote himself to you in a way you deserve.

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.) Hitoshi will take calculated risks, ones that are planned out and discussed beforehand with you. Maybe not the night of the discussion because he doesn’t mind surprising you one night, rope or some new toy in hand, or even a new position planned out in his mind. But it’s never truly risky. He couldn’t dare to think about ever putting his partner in a situation where he hasn’t evaluated what could happen. Surprise quickies? A romp in public? Sure, but it’s always doing something he knows you will be okay with and will bring you the utmost sexual joy. He’s thoughtful that way.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?) So much stamina. He’s young, in shape, and wants to fuck for hours. He does have a refractory period for sure, but he doesn’t mind letting his body ramp up while he takes his time pleasing you more. He really enjoys planning a big night in, always has water and food ready, fresh towels and maybe even draws a bath in between sessions because he doesn’t want the night with you to end.

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?) Hitoshi loves using toys on you. Rope, handcuffs, vibrator, everything is stashed away for your pleasure. However, he isn’t adverse to letting you use the rope once or twice just to watch you please and tease him. Silk is also a pleasure of his, ribbons to tie your wrists up or perhaps your hair back. He likes the way it glides past your skin in a different way than rope does. He likes calculated, thoughtful experiments, and new toys are perfect for such.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease) Hitoshi tried the teasing thing with you before, and it didn't work out well. One pathetic plea for him to give you his cock had him breaking and slipping into you with no hesitation. He has to be in a very specific mindset to tease you for any considerable amount of time, has to want to hear you beg. Most often, though, he'd rather give you exactly what you want exactly how you want it. What can he say? He's a pleaser.

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.) He’s more quiet when it comes to grunts and gasps, just lets the natural breaths of pleasure build from within his lungs. But speaking? He loves talking to you during sex (especially when giving you commands when under the influence of his quirk). He enjoys hearing words of affirmation, often asking questions and even pausing his pace if it means you’ll respond. “You like how I fuck you, baby?,” “Tell me what you’re thinking,” “How does my cock feel inside you?” He lives to hear you whisper and scream yes yes yes, so good. Even if it’s just a jumble of syllables in response, he always wants to hear your voice.

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character) - When you first got together, he'd always have music on while you fooled around, usually one repeating soundtrack that just has a dirty vibe, something a little dark or rancho with a good beat to fuck to. Eventually, the two of you grew out of the need for music, preferring the sound of each other's panting and groaning. The damage had been done, though, and now whenever Hitoshi hears any song off that soundtrack, he starts stirring in his pants. It's inconvenient, but it makes him a little nostalgic.

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes) Hitoshi is a dedicated man, which means he works out often for his job (and for fucking you). Lean, toned, muscles, a gorgeous back and thick arms. But, and most importantly, he has a lovely, long cock that’s not too thick and feels so perfect inside of you. Sure, it’s the motion of the ocean that counts, but it’s nice when you have a big wave to ride on.

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?) Quite high, but he’s not raging. He always wants you, spends most of his day thinking about how relaxing and satisfying it will feel to have you below him, hands in his hair while he fucks you until you can hardly think. He’s had a few times on nights without you where he’s had to relieve himself in the shower, or into a pair of panties you left behind. He’s always, always looking forward to being with you. He spends time studying new knots for shibari, sometimes even flips through lingerie websites when he’s bored, picturing you in different laces and colors. He yearns for you, but he can control himself. Sometimes he likes to challenge himself to wait to cum until he’s with you again so he can pump you full of his seed; cum so thick that it takes ages to drip down your quivering thighs. When he gets his hands on you, he’s going to take his time and pour every ounce of yearning into your willing body.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards) Not very quickly at all, he wants to take care of you first. Even when it’s been a long day on patrol, eyelids heavy and feet tired in the sheets, he keeps his eyes trained on you. Making sure you’re okay, that you’re satisfied, comfortable, that brings him pleasure equitable to the orgasms he sought from you. Hitoshi even likes watching you fall asleep, hands exploring over your body as you fade in and out of the dreamworld. Taking care of you makes him feel whole, and he won’t fall asleep until he knows you’re already dreaming of him.

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KTH: Werewolf AU

List of all Taehyung fics under 'Werewolf' AU:

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* Last updated: 21/08/2022

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Heartbeat by sunshinejunghoseokie werewolf!Taehyung, brother’s best friend Summary: I feel the destiny in you. Feel the destiny in me.

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After Midnight by illneverrecover s wc~7.7k Summary: Taehyung is the elemental Alpha, the next pack leader, and as the strongest fire user, you are tasked to train him for his confirmation ceremony. But when recurrent dreams start to plague you nightly, you wonder if there’s another reason Taehyung has been brought into your life.

Carnal Cupidity by kittae s wc~9k / alpha werewolf!Taehyung, established relationship, PWP Summary: Things are a little tense in your relationship with your boyfriend, an alpha wolf and leader of his own pack. After another fight, you’ve had just about enough and decide to take matters into your own hands when his heat approaches. Your methods, however, prove to be more effective than intended…

Just a Taste by noteguk s wc~2.5k / werewolf!Taehyung, PWP Summary: In which werewolf!Taehyung really, really loves eating you out.

Mine to Claim by jimilter s wc~13k / alpha!Taehyung, omega!reader, FWB Summary: You are in love with Taehyung, your Alpha. But he just sees you as the Omega bitch that helps him relieve stress by letting him use her body however he likes. And you’ve come to be okay with that, because you know you are no good for him. But now with your heat coming up and the pressure on Taehyung to find a Queen increasing exponentially, will your ties with him severe forever? Or will they bloom into something else?

Moon Breaker by magicalsalamander s wc~17k / werewolf!Taehyung Summary: Tales as old as time were passed through the werekind. If a human and a kind were to be mates, the moon would take them, the misfortune, to serve the Goddess. Taehyung, a kind, had always heard of the tales told by his elders. The alpha of his kind. He didn’t expect to find his mate, one of the non-kinds. Would the moon reap her back?

* Moonlight by jjungkookislife s wc~5.8k / werewolf!Taehyung, friends to lovers Summary: The full moon means one thing and one thing only to your best friend, Kim Taehyung. It’s the one time a month he turns into a wolf and frolics in the moonlight. However, on his 25th Hallows’ Eve, his wolf is calling out for his mate.

Playful Dominance by kth1 s wc~9.3k Summary: As a werewolf, being separated from your mate is hard, it takes a toll on your emotional, mental, and physical being. Taehyung is away for an annual pack hunting trip while you’re cooped up back at the pack’s estate. You’re sad, you’re lonely, and you’re horny. What happens when suddenly the moon goddess hits you with an early heat cycle?

[echo-of-sounds]

smut alphabet - hound dog

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

You’ll have to be patient with Ryo. Aftercare has never been his strong suit. Take some time and explain what you need after sex, especially since he goes so rough. Bite marks and scratches are going to need attention. Aches and pains require ibuprofen and heat. Soon he’ll be leaving a bottle of water and pain medication on the bedside table for easy access. He’ll get a rice heating pad and a cozy blanket for you to relax and snuggle under, watching TV till you conk out after the exercise you just went through.

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

He likes his arms and abs. The muscles are well defined and move beautifully under your fingers. Not to mention how thick his biceps are. They’re there for you to cling tight to: during sex, going for a walk, or when you’re just watching a scary movie.

He’s an ass man, through and through. And that includes the entire area surrounding it: hips, thighs, and sides. If you’re chubby, he just loves it so much more. He licks and claws and grips and bites till you’re raw. When he’s thrusting hard and fast, seeing your tummy and thighs bounce is such a turn on.

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

It’s thick and bitter. He knows it’s not a tasty treat but fuck does he love seeing it in your mouth, dripping onto your tongue, down your chin. He wants the smell to sink in and mark you for hours.

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

One time he howled during an orgasm. It was as humiliating as it could possibly get. At least it was a one night stand so he never had to look them in the eyes again. Since then, he checks himself, making sure it will never happen again.

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

Relationships haven’t been on his radar. One night stands have been. He knows what he’s doing to thoroughly pleasure you. It’s the softer stuff he lacks experience with. Pain, spanking, choking, whathaveyou, isn’t always everyone's forte. Talk about intimate positions, slow fingering, and gentle caressing. He’s a good learner so he’ll pick it up quickly. Just give him instructions and time.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

Any doggy style position. He likes to hold your arms, preventing you from touching yourself. It’s rough and near feral as he’s rutting you, cumming deep with bestial growls and a carnal grip. 

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

If you have the energy to crack a joke between his thrusts, go ahead. But don’t expect him to laugh or make one back. He has a different focus that requires his complete attention.

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

Not groomed… at all. It’s dark brown, nearly black, and thick. He’s never had a reason to trim up. If all the hair bothers you or you just want to see what he looks like with a nice trim, he’ll do it for you. Don’t expect him to keep doing it though. His hair grows fast and he can’t be bothered to keep up with it.

His happy trail is very prominent as well. It’s a nice sight when he walks around shirtless. 

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

Romance is another thing he needs to learn. A candlelit dinner or a warm bubble bath hasn’t ever appealed to him. Though, once in a relationship, he will spend some time reading about what he could do better. He wants to please his partner, make sure they feel important and loved, and he’s always willing to learn new tricks.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

Ryo humps pillows and uses fleshlights. He loves the movement in his hips and thighs and the gathering, dripping stickiness. He closes his eyes, rutting into a pillow, picturing he’s fucking your throat, hearing your strangled gasps as his balls slap your face, 

He doesn’t need porn most of the time. Going to a website, searching for a video he actually likes, then finally starting is such a waste of time. He just wants to jack off, quick and unbothered.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

Sir, Daddy, Master- it doesn’t matter what you want to call him, but he will be the dominant one. Hearing you ask for help, whining Daddy while rubbing your legs together turns him on unlike nothing else can. He also likes feeling your body, trusting in him as your Daddy to protect and take care of you.

Sit on his lap and warm his cock for hours. It doesn’t lead to sex all the time. He just enjoys feeling your warmth and having you so close and connected to him. You can totally fall asleep with him inside, comforted by his presence, or watch TV while nursing on his cock.

Is foreskin play a kink? Because he loves it. Whenever you’re cock warming with your mouth, slip your tongue into his foreskin while he’s soft, circle his head, suck it, whatever. He doesn’t know what it is but he loves it.

He wouldn’t even consider it until you’re wearing one but seeing a cute pink collar around your neck stirs something in him. He doesn’t care much about lingerie. It’s just the collar that excites him- whether it’s a high choker, a collar with a bell or bow, or a simple lace one. If it’s pink, it’s better. If there’s a leash he can tug and control you with, it’s the best.

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

Really anywhere he can bend you over is fine in his eyes. He isn’t picky.

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

Ryo’s kind of an angry guy. When he starts a sexual relationship, those emotions get funneled into you. 

Ask to sit on his lap. It either means you want him in you or you want to slowly work him up. Whisper ‘I want you, Daddy’ or ‘Daddy, I need your help’ and his hand slides into your pants, willing to do whatever to help his baby out. Make sure you always say thank you though. Or else he’ll punish you.

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

While he enjoys biting and scratching, he doesn’t want to see, smell, or taste blood. He’d never want to permanently mark or scar you in any way. And blood reminds him of fighting villains, dirty, disgusting people. If he bit you and tasted metal, flashes of battles and bruises would rush through his head. He might need a minute or so to cool down or would want to stop entirely before the flashback becomes too much.

This doesn’t have a lot to do with sex but he doesn’t want to be called a ‘good boy.’ He may have a canine-like appearance and some behavior. But he is not a dog. Don’t treat him like one.

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

He’s constantly after your taste and smell. He wants to bury his nose in you and his tongue can reach nice and deep. But, like Gang Orca, he doesn’t have human lips and his teeth can be dangerous. They hinder the level of pleasure he can give. If one of those canines catch your skin just right, it’ll seriously hurt. To prevent any pain, he focuses on lapping your clit while fingering you. That’s something he’s more proficient at and it’s kind of required with his size.

His favorite way to lick you is to bend you over the table or to push your chest to the bed, perfectly presenting your ass for him. His fingers spread you open and his tongue will go everywhere.

Like everyone, he enjoys a good blowjob or handjob. He’d never deny one. He likes feeling your teeth graze along him. And like mentioned in the kink section, bite, suck, and play with his foreskin as you blow him. But he does prefer penetrative sex over receiving oral. He just wants to get into you.

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

Carnal, vulgar, like wildfire, relentless, the adjectives could go on. Most of the time, you’ll be a little sore, at least. 

Like with aftercare and intimacy, sensuality never really occurs to him. Few people want hardcore, pounding-till-you’re-raw-and-sore sex every single time. It’s nice to slow down, relax, feel each other’s naked, warm bodies, and lazily move together as one. 

The more you have slower sex, the more he will want it. He realizes how enjoyable and affectionate it can be. Plus, intimacy isn’t something he’s experienced a lot of so getting to experience it with you is lovely.

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

All the time. It probably happens more than ‘regular’ sex. You’ll get bent over, pulled into his lap, or dragged to the bed for a quickie. Creating an atmosphere is time-consuming. He’s just horny and wants to get right into you it as soon as possible.

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

Risks haven’t been a big part of his life. Getting caught doing anything sexual could ruin his career as a counselor and a Pro Hero. Though the idea of you snaking your hand into his lap, silently unzipping his pants, and lazily pumping him under a table at a restaurant is kind of arousing- the adrenal, the completely unaware people around you, your attempts to remain quiet. It’s the thought of doing something you shouldn’t that really gets him going. But he won’t actually do it. He can’t risk his career like that.

Experiments are a way to fuel the adrenal. He’ll buy toys, tie you up, or blindfold you. Whatever you want to try, he’ll try it, especially if it gives him more control over you.

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

He’ll go and go and go until you tap out. He has good control over himself and how long he can last. It can be forty-five minutes of him rutting you until he’s close to finishing. Sometimes, one round can last for upwards of an hour. And he’s usually able to go for two but that depends on how you feel. He knows it’s hard, maybe even painful, to keep going when you’re spent.

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

Ryo’s had to buy so many damn fleshlights. They get taped down and repeatedly fucked. He tries not to be so hard and take care of them but they somehow always end up broken.

On behalf of his partner, he will begin to buy some toys. It depends on your tastes and what he wants to see you in. He’ll spend days scouring websites, looking for the perfect panties, vibrator, and collar for you.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

He’ll slick himself along your entrance, thrust until you’re right there, command you to stay put until he says you can move. It's so much you’re nearly crying, sensitive, overstimulated, sweaty, stuck under him for an hour before he finally grants you permission to come.

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

He isn’t loud and doesn’t really groan. They sound more like grunts and deep, gruff growls that rumble his lower abdomen.

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

Smells affect him, like a lot. It’s great when he’s a fan of the scent; vanilla, salty, beach air, you. But when he isn’t, he may sneeze, get agitated, or not even be able to be around whatever the source is. He might come across as blunt or too demanding when telling you you need new perfume. He doesn’t mean to be. It’s just hard for him to be around any intense, artificial, or chemical smells.

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

No, it isn’t a red rocket. Sorry if you’re a monster fucker or into werewolves. Ryo’s anatomy is more humanoid than canine so it stands to reason his penis follows that. But even though it is humanoid, his head is more pointy than your average human’s. And the base thickens and swells a bit when he comes. He likes staying inside you after, feeling himself empty out and throb inside.

He’s a quarter-inch short of 8 inches.

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

It’s pretty high. He often channels his frustration into training or sex. Once in a relationship, you’ll be one of his go-tos when he needs a release. Some weeks he wants you five or six times. It’s definitely enough to make you sore and ask for a few days off.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

From his years of working as a Hero, his stamina is relatively high. He’s able to exert a fair bit of energy and still feel fine. So after sex, he isn’t that tired, even if you went at it for two hours. He’ll let you take a nap or go to bed but he usually gets up and does something before lying down for sleep.