#THE ENTIRE GAME TAKES PLACE IN THE SPAN OF A M O N T H

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everyone talks about AAI and Edgeworths horrible no good very bad two weeks but no one is talking about SOJ and Apollo Justices horrible no good very bad month

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James “Bucky” Barnes – NSFW Alphabet

***GN!Reader (Let me know if I slipped up anywhere)

A = Aftercare (What are they like after sex)

He frankly isn’t the most attentive after sex. He tells you the experience was great and gives you a kiss when you’ve both finished, but he leaves you to clean yourself up and wanders away to do his own thing and work out the remaining aderline by getting some water or washing his face. But he will have a smile on his face for the rest of the day just thinking of how your bodies came together so perfectly.

B = Body Part (Their favorite body part on themselves and on their partner)

He loves his thighs. They are strong and support his and your weight without shaking. He struts when he walks, and his thighs are front and center of that confidence display.

He loves your eyes. He feels like you are the only one who can truly see him, the real him, and those eyes just bore into him so knowing, so lovingly. He loves to watch you sleep and his heart grows so soft when he sees you lashes fluttering as you dream.

C = Cum (Anything to do with cum - I am a disgusting person)

He wants to come on your face whenever possible. He loves leaving a mess you clean up with you hand and push into your mouth. If he gets some in your hair in the process, he will not tell you and let it stay there until the next time you shower, the thought of that making him hard again instantly.

D = Dirty Secret (What do they secretly want)

He would love to have a threesome with you. The gender of the third doesn’t matter, just wants to find someone that’ll make you happy too. He wants to watch you fuck someone else and he wants you to watch him fuck someone too. A threesome is the top of his special request list, even though he’s worried it would offend you to know that. You’ll really have to develop that bond and sense of understanding before he’ll feel comfortable enough to know that you won’t be upset by his request. It’s absolutely not that you’re not enough for him, it’s just about escalating the experience for you both and creating a shared experience.

E = Experience (Do they know what they are doing?)

He’s not as experienced as you might think. He may be over 100 years old but his time as a brainwashed Hydra agent was not spent exploring his sexuality. His experience before the war was varied, but he still has a lot to learn, especially when it comes to all the new inventions in toys and roleplay that have occurred during his time out of practice. He is an eager student though and happy to explore uncharted territory and experiment with you.

F = Favorite Position (Self explanatory)

He loves to 69. He loves how your mouth feels around his cock as he draws an orgasm out of you. It also is inline with how much he loves to finish on and around your face.

G = Goofy (Are they serious during sex or goofy?)

He’s a pretty serious person. He can be a little flirtatious which sometimes comes across goofier than he means, especially when roleplaying. Most of the time though he is as dark and brooding as ever.

H = Hair (Are they well groomed?)

No, he is not a detailed groomer. He is clean, but he does not manscape and is all natural. He likes his partner however they’re comfortable, regardless of if that is completely hairless or full bush. But he does love himself some pubic hair to get absolutely lost in, but will never force a choice on his partnet. He expects his partner to respect his grooming choices equally.

I = Intimacy (How are they during the moment?)

Most of the time when you two are intimate it is primal and urgent leaving his emotional connections feeling a bit detached from your physical actions. He is all about the release for both of you and that’s his clear objective. He shows his emotional attachment to you in different ways. At first it caused you some insecurity, but as you got to know him better you understood that his compartmentalization actually created different ways for you two to connect rather than to keep you apart.

J = Jack Off (Do they masturbate?)

He jack’s off almost constantly since he returned from his brainwashed state. He loves mutual masturbation as well. He sometimes uses his metal arm for a unique, almost out of body experience when it comes to self-pleasure. Though he’d always pick time with you over going solo.

K = Kink (One or more of their kinks)

He is very into spitting. He always spits in his hand before he jacks himself off and if you’re masturbating together, he’ll insist you spit in his hand for him. He loves to spit in your mouth and if you’re riding him, he begs you to spit in his mouth. It’s filthy and he loves it.

L = Location (Favorite place to do it)

He loves to fuck you in public. You’ll find a secluded path just off the trail and drop your pants to your ankles as he pushes you against a tree. He’ll cover your mouth with his hand and expect you to drool and pant into it as he thrusts into you hard and messy. He’ll be hard the rest of your walk as he knows his cum drips out of you as you continue forward.

M = Motivation (What turns them on or gets them going?)

It doesn’t take much to get him going to be honest. He’s always ready whenever you are. He especially likes when you slyly reference a previous encounter in a vague way in front of other people, faking innocence to your inside double entendre.  

N = No (Something they will not do. Turn offs.)

He does not want to engage in anything related to a piss!kink. It is just one of those things he can’t understand why people are into it, and while he respects everyone’s right to explore their own sexuality in their own way, it is just not something that appeals to him or turns him in. He supports it, but only for other people and not for his own experience.

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

He loves to give you pleasure, no question, but he never comes harder than when you give him oral. Something about him looking down at you with your lips around his cock just pushes him over the edge like nothing else does. He loves when you touch yourself while he fucks your face. He never lasts as long as he means to when you tease him like that.

P = Pace (Are they fast or rough? Or slow and sensual?)

He is a fast and hard kind of fuck. The kind of fuck that leaves your breathless and bruised unable to walk. He wrecks you so completely and so thoroughly so quickly that you don’t even mind that he leaves you whimpering and trembling alone on your bed when he’s finished with you because you’re so overstimulated by the time he’s done you don’t think you could handle much more.

Q = Quickies (Their opinions on quickies rather than regular sex)

He is the king of quickies. If anything, he prefers them. They keep him from getting too caught up in his own thoughts and insecurities and force him to be entirely in the moment where all that matters is your shared pleasure in whatever time span you two have available to you without interference from the real world.

R = Risk (Are they game to experiment, do they take risks, etc.)

He is up for anything you want to try. After discovering internet porn he came to you every day with a new idea to test out. Sometimes they end in complete bliss, and other times they are complete failures, but he loves the process and learning new ways to worship each others’ bodies.

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

He is a super soldier; he can last much longer than you with more rounds in him than you can take. Some days you are totally beyond spent that he finishes himself off and cums on your face as you lay there and take it as a blissed-out shell of your regular self.

T = Toys (Do they own or use toys on themselves or partners?)

As part of his experimentation, you and he buy every toy that piques your interest until you have quite an elaborate and varied collection. His favorite is a remote-control vibrator that you use on him when you’re out in public. He likes the exhibitionist nature of that and he likes that you are in control of him in ways no one actually knows.

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

He thinks he is a big tease, but he can’t help himself when you’re naked in front of him. He’ll send you naughty messages with details on what he will do to you later in order to build up the anticipation, but when the time comes, he is full steam ahead at a rapid pace.

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

He is a grunter for sure. Doesn’t say much, but he makes animalistic, unrestrained grunts that awaken something primal deep within you. He sounds absolutely feral sometimes and it’s the best kind of dangerously sexy.

W = Wildcard (Random headcanon for your character)

He hard to get to know, but once he lets you in he becomes extremely clingy. He will never admit it, but it’s not a coincidence that he always happens to be in the same room as you and just happens to need to brush his teeth while you jump in the shower, or he decides he needs a snack while you’re in the kitchen baking, or why he decides to read in the living room while you doing yoga instead of in the library/den. When you’re working from home he has never been happier knowing he can be in the same room with you literally all day every day.

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

He’s surprisingly average, not that average is bad. Frankly though all that matters is how he uses it which is exceptionally well. He fills you just right and always leaves you feeling good. He isn’t flashy in appearance, but who needs flash when there’s substance and commitment to pleasure.

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

He is horny all the time, he is always ready whenever you are and can get feral if denied too long. He always respects your consent of course, but he is all over you all the time. If you ever ask him to fuck he’s naked before you can finish your request.

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

He usually gets up and putters around right after you two finish as he works some of the leftover adrenaline out of his system. Which is why you often find him passed out, snoring and drooling on the couch or slumped over at the kitchen table just crashing where he lands when he comes down from his high.

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N A M E: Bethlehem “Beth” Joanna Amaris Lillian Weigand A G E: 25 P L A C E   O F   O R I G I N: Western Wyoming (the nearest town being Wapiti) G R O U P: Cheyenne State Capitol O C C U P A T I O N: Hunter F C: Crystal Reed

❝ Everything has changed and yet, I am more myself than I have ever been. ❞

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P O S I T I V E   T R A I T S: astute ; pragmatic N E G A T I V E   T R A I T S: stoic ; reserved

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L I F E   B E F O R E   T H E   O U T B R E A K:

In a small hospital near the outskirts of Cody, Wyoming, five minutes before her brother Adam, Eve Blumenschein was born. Though, this event would only fair second as the most interesting thing to happen that week. Two days later, the parents had unofficially changed their names from Daniel and Tiffany to,Abraham David Uriah Abe and Ahinoam Sarah Bethsheba Ruth Weigand and ran off for the national forests of Shoshone. Adam and Eve Blumenschein were forgotten that day as well and in their place, Bethlehem and Jerusalem Weigand came into existence. That would have been the last time any of them saw any aspect of society ever again — or at least that’s what their parents had hoped. 

Raised on nothing more than their own hard work and the word of God, the Weigand family lived in pure secludedness. Any hikers or campers that accidentally came by their territory would immediately come face-to-face with their father’s shotgun. Their family melded themselves perfectly into a life alongside nature, making their own clothing and furniture, growing their own crops, hunting and preparing their own game — they could do it all. The twins heavily partook in these chores as well; by the time Bethlehem was nine years old, she would often be in charge of taking down and bringing home dinner. 

The children were not once, treated like how children should be treated and were, instead, raised like warriors who would inevitably serve loyally for Jesus in his war against the Devil. Their parents had practically ingrained into their head that this was their sole purpose in this world. It was definitely an unnatural and aggressive upbringing. Other than her brother and the surrounding animals in the woods, Bethlehem had no one else to socialize with.  Their parents were also harsh and could most definitely be described as neurotic, with minds entirely consumed with fear of the Antichrist and the impending loom of Armageddon. 

In her formative years, Bethlehem was a complete believer and absolutely no less than loyal to her parents’ word and her fate. But as the years dragged on, she began to grow skeptical and impatient as the war she had been preparing for her entire life still had yet to come. The little hints at an outside world that she had come across didn’t help either, only adding more to the girl’s curiosity and longing for something more. A granola bar wrapper here, a lost hiker there, and often, the occasional sound of something mechanical that she could never recognize — despite knowing every single animal call that occurred in those woods. Bethlehem was stubborn and would often go against her parents’ wishes. She was sure that they were lying and keeping something from them which caused her to begin losing a bit of her faith in them.

A few miles from their property, a campsite had been set up. Bethlehem was on a hunting trip when she had come across the group of people and the moment she had laid eyes on them and their site, she was completely captivated. She studied and followed them for days, just like how she would track her animals. Bethlehem listened to all of their conversations and she was definitely confused, not having a clue on what most of them were about since they mentioned many things that were new to her, but still, it interested the young woman. She even went as far as following them to their cars and out onto the main roads. In all twenty-two years of her life, Bethlehem had never seen this road before. She was amazed and in an impulsive decision, Bethlehem  quickly hitched a ride and got herself dropped off in the nearest town over. Raised to think like a leader, this was the first rash and selfish decision Bethlehem had ever made in her entire life, and she still questions herself as to if she regrets it or not.

In the span of a day, Bethlehem had ended up in Dubois, Wyoming, a small town consisting of 998 residents ( 999, counting herself ). Although it took her a few weeks to get accustomed to the entirely new way of life, Bethlehem, now going by Beth, genuinely enjoyed her stay there. She was looking forward to never looking back, but of course, her newfound excitement for her life didn’t last very long.

L I F E   D U R I N G   T H E   O U T B R E A K:

Bethlehem was still situated in Dubois when the outbreak happened. Of course the people of the town heard of the news but along with the rest of the world, they had dismissed it as a bunch of hooey. Bethlehem on the other hand, was skeptical. Her whole life, she was constantly looking over her shoulder for some sort of sign from God himself, of what was about to come. Corpses coming back alive with a hunger for human flesh was never mentioned in the Bible, but still, it made her wonder; was this it? The moment her and her brother had been preparing for in all their twenty-two years?

When living, or shall we say dead, proof of the virus had reached the town of Dubois, no one was prepared. No one except Bethlehem. She wasted no time in leaving the town, gathering her belongings along with some extra supplies for her trek back to Shoshone forest. Bethlehem didn’t come home in fear for herself but in fear for her family, she needed to know how they were. It took her days to come back home and when she did, it was evident that she had been moments too late. With the front door to their house wide open, Bethlehem had a clear view of the situation that had unfolded inside.

Her parents had likely figured out was going on, so they sat and waited patiently until their time came, until their bodies would finally be lifted into the Kingdom of Heaven in a gracious light. Except that time never came. Her parents sat in two separate chairs, their eyes closed and they both held serene expressions on their faces. It was almost like they were sleeping — if it weren’t for their torn-apart flesh and innards splayed out across the living room floor.

Bethlehem was devastated and revolted at the scene but she knew she had to keep going. Grief and mourning did nothing but hold you down in war. Although, she did take a few hours to dig her parents a grave and bury them in it, with a cross and everything. After gathering a few more supplies from the house, she finally headed off on her own. Naturally, Bethlehem hoped to reunite with her brother but the chances were unlikely and besides, she knew that he would be okay. After all, this was what they were born for.

Despite Cheyenne being so close to where she was, Beth hadn’t come across the town until a few months. She had stayed in the woods for almost a year following the outbreak, surviving by herself since it was the way of living she knew best. When she finally began to slowly drift away from the hearts of the forest, Beth came across a few groups and even stayed with some of them, but nothing was ever permanent. That is, until she found Cheyenne with Jerusalem in it and Beth knew, she wouldn’t leave this place unless her brother did.

L I F E   A F T E R   T H E   O U T B R E A K:

Beth knew that she wouldn’t be saved a spot in Heaven, she knew this the moment she had even thought about disobeying her parents. But still, Bethlehem’s faith in God never wavered. But her parents were nothing but devout and after she had witnessed God’s failure to save them, in addition to everything else she has seen up to this point, Bethlehem couldn’t help but wonder and question her faith. She tries not to think about her questions too much, and instead focuses on things that believes are actually worth worrying about. Like keeping herself and others alive.

Beth is a diligent worker in Cheyenne, never afraid to volunteer for whatever risky job they needed done. A strong believer in the ‘good of the many outweigh the good of the few’, she would no doubt risk her own or even another’s life if it meant saving more. Bethlehem is not really the friendly type, when she is not focused at a task at hand, she often chooses to bide time by herself. This is probably the best seeing as social cues and pop culture references often go over her head, seeing as she had never been exposed to them as a child.

Although she doesn’t show it, Beth does enjoy life in Cheyenne. In fact, she is happier in her present than she was in her past. It’s definitely odd but this new sense of freedom allows her to do whatever she pleases. She can be herself and explore, something Beth had never been given the opportunity to do so before.