#gay sex is not limited to one person always bottoming and one person always topping also they’re literally fictional freaks who cares

[taintedmind6669]

They can both fuck each other stupid <3

[futuremrscameron]

hazel callahan x black reader headcanons

totally sfw hcs of hazel (pre bottoms movie and post bottoms movie) as a friend, a crush. and your girlfriend. just pure fluff and vibes

a/n: i have never written headcanons before, i am just someone desperate for hazel x reader content so wish me luck and i hope you enjoy <3

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content warnings: reader is neurodivergent (autistic), hazel is neurodivergent (autistic), mentions of past microaggressions, canon typical violence (duh gay fight club), femme reader, mentions of sex, making out, and swearing, established relationship, he/they pronouns used for hazel

⭑ pre bottoms

• you guys have chemistry when you meet

• no literally you guys have chemistry togethe you're lab partners

• he compliments your first day of school box braids and you thankful he didn't ask if it was actually horse hair like some fough cough jeff) compliment their chemistry skills.

• hazel is shockingly good at chemistry explains the bombs

"hazel." "yeah?" "you're like… really good at chemistry." “thanks." "can you be my lab partner for the rest of the year?" "sure!" "really!?" "yeah why not my mom says i should make more friends outside of pj and josie." you know them as the school losers but that’s the last thing you’re worried about and more focused on him saying yes. you smile, "well then we can be partners until we graduate." "it's a deal!"

• y'all are fast friends. you just click.

• they talk to you about their bombs and you talk to them about whatever your current hyperfixation is.

• you're just chilling at his house painting your nails as he works on his latest creation.

“so should i make the red wire the fast detonator or the green one?" he asks. "definitely green." you answer not even looking up from your work. he smiles, "you get me."

"and so i said ‘no pj you can't borrow my catwoman comic book because this is limited edition and the last time i let you borrow one i had to use a box cutter to unstick the pages.’ it was totally gross.” “ha, i remember that."

• people don't get your friendship. like at all. students and teachers alike.

"but you're pretty and popular and cool and no offense, but they are so weird."

“coach g should you be calling your students pretty?"

"why? is it weird?"

"yes but it's mostly weird that you're a teacher so involved in your students' personal lives."

“well you know i've been going through a divorce recently-"

"well look at that must've lost track of time gotta head to third period bye!"

• pj especially doesn't get it.

“josie, i am telling you there is no way that girl is not using hazel." "could it be possible that she genuinely likes hazel and that they're actually good friends?"

“jos, it’s hazel we’re talking about here.”

"pj..."

• the only thing they get is that hazel is weird and you're weird somehow match up but they get confused again cause you're so cool! and hazel's hazel

• that coolness is just people thinking you're hilarious when you're being serious.

"oh my god y/n you're so funny!"

"thanks! but i was being serious." "GOD I CAN’T!?

• you tell hazel you're autistic hoping that they'll tell you they are too.

"sooo you know how i always say that people can never tell if i'm being sarcastic or not cause of my monotone voice?" you’re trying to act nonchalant on your bed as you not so casually bring up your theory.

hazel doesn’t look up from their text book, "yeah?"

"it's cause i'm autistic."

"cool."

"and i think you might be too."

hazel looks up at you. "yeah."

you nod slowly, "yeah?"

hazel nods, "yeah."

you smile, "cool."

• you hang out so much hazel's mom starts expecting you.

hazel sits on his bed kicking his feet as he watches you check out the outfit you’ve put together in the mirror.

"which one looks better with this top pink skirt with ruffles or the jean skirt?"

"definitely the jean skirt."

"i’m not loving the top anymore now that i'm seeing it with the jean skirt. you turn to him, “can i raid your closet?"

“are you gonna return it this time or keep it like a thief?”

"rude! i'll have you know that i am planning on returning those shirts after i wear all the outfits i planned in my head."

mrs. callahan walks in before hazel can rebuttal, her smile widens when she sees you.

"hi kids."

"hi mrs. callahan!"

hazel doesn’t bother turning partly due to being entranced by you. "hey mom.”

mrs. callahan frowns at hazel’s monotone greeting but is quickly replaced with a grin once she turns her attention back to you.

"are you staying for dinner y/n?"

you give her an apologetic smile, “i can't today but i'll be back tomorrow so save me some of that yummy chicken parm."

mrs. callahan smiles and leaves the room. hazel shakes his head at you before returning back to his book and mumbles, "dickrider.”

you whip your head around, "what was that hazel?"

"nothing!"

• face timing every night and hazel telling you to wrap your hair/put on your bonnet before you fall asleep

"i’m not gonna fall asleep."

"yes you are"

"am not?”

"are too"

"am not"

“are too"

"am not!"

"are too!'

"am no-" you do fall asleep

• the first time you take them with you to get your hair done it's like that episode from craig of the creek when craig and his sister go with their mom to get her hair done.

"y/n."

"yes hazel."

"there's a rocket ship outside."

“what?"

“you know the thing you ride that takes you to space but in the malls?"

“there's money in my purse." he's already out the door before you finish.

• he was not expecting an all day venture

"does it usually take that long?”

"if you want it to look good, yes." you say looking at your newly done french curl braids in the mirror before getting ready to back out of the parking lot you look over and he's staring at you so deeply. you smile confused at what’s happening but amused.

"hi?"

"just wanted to say thank you for taking me with you i know i can be a lot sometimes and i cry a lot more lately cause of my parents divorce and i probably ruined your self care day but i'm really glad i got to spend time with you."

"hazel... you're a lot but you're my a lot and i'm always glad to spend time with you. and i'm here if you ever need to talk. yeah?"

"yeah."

"cool."

"cool.”

* bottoms movie

• you can't go to the carnival with hazel because you got sick the night before

“i told you not to eat all that popcorn on and empty stomach"

"for the last time it was not because i ate it on an empty stomach! it was that damn bowling alley popcorn i tell you."

"tell that to your poor toilet, how are you feeling by the way?"

"oh amazing i haven't vomited since this afternoon."

"well you missed another one of coach g's rants about amelia earhart."

"damn it!"

"i’ll tell you all about it when i bring you ginger ale and crackers later."

"you're the best."

"uh huh."

• they tell you about everything that happened at the carnival

"and you're sure they've actually been to juvie?"

“yes! pj said ‘sure hazel!’"

"she was being sarcastic love."

“noooo. wait."

• you think it's not only a bad idea but also a scummy one to start a fight club to get girls but hazel assures you that he'll do his best to make it a safe space so of course you believe her simp

• you're surprised they're actually doing kinda

"you know you should come check us out."

"maybe i will what's in it for me?"

"um female solidarity?"

"ehh i could just watch sex and the city."

"y/n!?"

"i’m kidding hazel, of course i'll come." i mean you had to see what the hell was going on in that that was giving hazel those hot scars.

• hazel tells you about how they found out about jeff and their mom.

"damn."

"i mean i know she's been struggling since the divorce but him!? he's a total meathead." he whines into his pillow as you rub his head

"and 18."

"and 18!? which yes legal but still gross!"

"totally."

• you know that hazel did not get pj's sarcasm about the bomb and told her this but they already made up their mind.

"hazel please tell me you did not bring a bomb into my room to sneak out of my house and go bomb jeff's car."

”i did not bring a bomb-"

”hazel!"

"i’m sorry!"

• everyone knows it was the club obviously but you were not expecting to see them go into the gym and for hazel to come running out with tears streaming down their face five minutes later you lose them somewhere in the hallway of the locker rooms and eventually find him less than a minute later headed to the bathroom and follow them.

"hey what's wrong."

"just pj being stupid."

"want me to kick her ass?" you would too and he knows it so he laughs as he wipes his nose, "no need i got it."

• the pep rally was...something. everything happens so fast from the cheerleader's routine (if you could call it that) to tim calling on hazel next thing you know that grown man is being let out of a cage to fight hazel.

• they hold their own at first then goes flying and to rub salt in the wound, tim exposes pj and josie.

• you were not expecting that kick in the face and it's like the world was muted but you felt yourself scream you assumed that it was gut wrenchingly loud from the way people were looking at you

"HAZEL!" you run faster than you ever run in your entire high school gym career to get to them. the other girls also ran to his aid but you don't even register them being there. “hazel please get up hey you're okay we're good get you up and out of here come on come on hazel." you let the girls carry him out as you guys pass josie and pj.

"y/n we didn't-”

"don't. don't try to blame this on pj you're your own person josie. all he's ever done is be a good friend to both of you. even when god knows you didn't deserve it and this is how you repay him!? fuck you! don't come by their house."

• you spend even more time at hazel's house, something thought was impossible, and the girls from the club come by which warms your heart.

"so you're the famous y/n that hazel's always taking about." you hear from behind you, “hi i know who you are isabel not in a creepy way though."

“it’s fine i get it.”

you give her a small smile and get back to chopping garlic for hazel's tea, “so, how long have you guys been together?" this almost made you cut your finger instead of the garlic.

"oh uh no we’re not-"

"no? cause i see how you look at them and how they look at you-"

"it's not like that we're just friends."

"okay."

“okay." she's still looking at you with a knowing smile. "it's just that i used to look at jeff that way and recently i've found myself looking at josie that way."

"oh."

"yeah."

“do you love her?"

"it's a bit too soon to say don't you think?" she smirks

"yeah you're right of course stupid me-"

“i do."

"oh..”

"yeah.." you feel awkward not knowing what to do with this information or just ignoring it

"um i should get back to making the tea."

"and i'll go check on hazel."

"okay bye."

”bye."

• hazel swears their feeling well enough to go to the football game

"please please please!"

"no way! you're still healing."

"doctor said i heal like a victorian child."

he smiles, obviously proud of that description.

“hazel that’s… not good.”

"look the point is i drank your all your delicious garlic tea and feel great!"

something about hearing them talk about liking something you made makes you wanna hide your face in a pillow,

"look the point is!"

he sticks out his tongue at you for throwing their words back in her face, "tea or not you're still not back at your usual 200%.”

”i'll have you there and i won't over exert myself please."

"you make i can't resist this puppy dog eyes." they tackle you with a hug (which you feel so normal about by the way)

• you do not have any misplaced school spirit or pride so you just rock hazel's a blue letterman jacket a white tank top, a red jean skirt some sneakers tied your mini twists into pigtails with a ribbon and called it a day. (though hazel pointed out to you in the car that you are actually wearing the school colors. "and also the US flag." "hazel i will turn this car around.")

• of course the devil works hard but pj and josie work harder cause these girls came running to you guys

"oh hell no where do you guys get off!?"

"after therapy"

"pj!"

"girl do not test my patience right now."

they tell you that they came to apologize to hazel which they do and after three shitty attempts it's a half decent apology. hazel agrees to help them with the bomb and now you guys have to come up with a distraction but the cheerleaders are a no go despite your please and so pj kisses hazel refuse okay that one's got a little kick to it. ooh. you know it's for a distraction but it still hurts.

• you watch as the fight club completely annihilates huntington like actually you're 99% sure that at least two of them are dead.

you go up to hazel after, "great job out there by the way super cool how you beat the shit out of them."

"thanks." you're trying not to stare but blood really looks good on him, "so! that kiss looked fun."

"yeah?"

"yeah... you could've asked me you know, to kiss you for the distraction."

"couldn't do that to you.”

ouch.

"couldn't kiss me?"

"couldn't use you as a distraction."

"oh."

“yeah." he looks like he’s waiting for you to say something "well i'm honored-" and next thing you know their kissing you and you're kissing back and it feels like everything you could've hoped for plus minus the blood which is salty as you lick their lip you pull alway a little to breathe and they pull you back in like they're starved for water after walking in the desert and when you finally break away you're a bit dizzy. "that was."

”yeah."

"wow.”

“why haven't we done this before?"

"i don't know." you both chuckle, "we definitely should though." "oh definitely."

you fall into a comfortable silence still holding onto each other "so what do you wanna do no-" and there's the explosion.

"think that was the one with the blue wire"

”jesus christ hazel."

* post bottoms

• y'all are basically autistic bf who doesn't get sarcasm x autistic gf who runs on sarcasm

"are you being sarcas-"

"no i'm not being sarcastic." or "yes i'm being sarcastic."

• you basically live at each other's house but it's cool cause your parents you guys together sometimes you think a little too much.

"hi mrs. y/l/n."

"hi hazel! oh are you staying over?"

"no he's got a family thing mom." you say trying to push hazel up the stairs faster 'damn they're strong! fucking self defense club and taekwondo' you think to yourself

"yeah sorry i can't stay tonight but i'll be here tomorrow."

"is that hazel i hear!?"

you groan loudly as hazel’s grin grows. it’s a blessing and a curse that they get along with your parents.

“your dad’s home?” hazel smiles.

"jesus christ." you mumble exasperatedly.

"hi mr. y/l/n."

"how have you been? how's your mom?"

"i'm good and mom's great we're actually going out later tonight to celebrate her 6 month anniversary with jeff.”

"oh!?”

"well technically we are here to play catch up because i am behind on two english assignments-"

"hazel.”

"not helping sorry."

• your relationship is pretty much the same as your friendship except now you guys kiss

• like a lot

"we should-" kiss "probably-" kiss "study-" kiss "so we don't fail-" kiss "you mean so you don't fail this test.” as he goes in for another kiss you stop them with your finger, "excuse me!?”

they realize their mistake, "i mean-"

you cross your arms waiting for them to elaborate or dig themself deeper into the hole. "yeah?"

"in the sense that-"

"uh huh?"

"i got nothing."

"yeah i thought so.” you push him off the bed to study like you were supposed to be doing in the first place

"ow!?"

• hazel is your passenger prince TM

"sorry i still don't have my license." he says as he gets into your car buckling up. "hey you know i love driving you around plus you get to be my passenger prince." "awww thanks babe."

• they've got weird nicknames for you but you love every one of them he comes up with

"how you are you doing today my silly rabbit?"

“silly rabbit?"

“do you like it?" he smirks, giving you butterflies in your stomach.

“i love it." and you actually do. simp.

"how are you doing on this fine evening ms. y/l/n?"

"why not mrs. y/l/n?"

you smile intrigued by their strange but charming words. "well that's my mom so." you shrug.

they nod, "true.”

"babygirl!"

“babygirl? really?"

“it's cute!"

"i guess."

"do you hate it?"

"no of course not i love every pet name you give me actually makes me feel like i gotta step my game up."

"what!? you give me great pet names."

"yeah like what?"

"handsome."

“okay”

"passenger prince."

"sure."

“gay boy."

"i'm surprised you like that one."

"oh it's my favorite."

• your love language is discussing things about hazel that hazel did not know and hazel's is acts of service

"you look like you would love cheez-itz."

"huh never had them before."

"well try em out."

" might. oh by the way i made you a cassette tape.”

“i love you."

• so you say i love you and run away like literally you sprinted so fast hazel got whiplash and you almost jumped into jeft on your way out.

hazel of course calls you that night on face time of course 'damn face time' you curse steve jobs in your head but answer anyways

“hey hazel."

"hey."

"what's up-"

"you ran away earlier."

"what!? no i don't know about running."

"mom said you almost knocked over jeff.”

"well jeff is like 6'0 and also can i just say that it is crazy that she is still dating him-"

"y/n."

"yes?"

"you're rambling and trying to distract me with your rambles cause you know i love listening to you ramble."

you pout as you look down and pick at your pillow’s loose thread. "maybe.." you were.

"look it's nothing to be ashamed of.”

"we've only been dating for 3 1/2 months haze!"

“3 months 3 weeks and 4 day but yeah. look if it makes you feel any better pj says we moving at a snail's pace for a lesbian couple."

you scoff. “oh wow the great pj blesses us with her wisdom from her throne on no bitches mountain."

“y/n."

you roll your eyes. "sorry, no female companions mountain."

"y/n."

"yes."

"i love you too."

“oh.”

“yeah."

"cool."

“cool."

"just give me one second while i scream in my pillow."

"take your time."

• you guys are inseparable after that can't find one without the other you even help hazel bleach their eyebrows for prom (you go to prom together cause duh) and he keeps a bonnet under his pillow for when you come over and tet's be honest 9 times out of 10 stay the night

• you guys are voted cutest couple in the yearbook that year beating out josie and isabel by 1 point

hazel veins at the couple. “voted for you guys just so you know."

you turn to hazel, eyes wide. "hazel!"

isabel smiles. "aw thanks i voted for you guys."

josie looks offended, betrayed, and shocked a her girlfriend’s reveal. "isabel!"

• you and hazel get matching tattoos during the summer to celebrate your six month anniversary

"we should get like matching hearts but like with a fist and a bomb inside."

"okay breaking bad let's think about this for a second this is permanent why don't we just get hearts with our initials."

"ooh like a tree carving."

"see this is why i love you."

[depressedhouseplant]

🔞 Illusion (Woosan) 🔞

Synopsis: As a joke San’s friends set him up with an escort. Except he falls for the beautiful man he can never have

WC: 3700

Tags: Rich Boy San, Escort Wooyoung, Public Hand Jobs, Anal Sex, Unprotected Sex, Top San, Bottom Wooyoung, Brief Homophobic Language, Light Bondage, Polite Suggestion of Sommophilia

A/N: This is the escort fic of which I spoke. It wasn’t one of the better performers. Let’s see what y’all think. Bonus Content can be found here

Wooyoung rested his head on the doorframe as he watched San leave. They were both getting tired of this. Forget tired. Exhausted. Wooyoung knew he would always be San’s dirty little secret. If San expected to keep the life he knew, he had to pretend Wooyoung didn’t exist. His family had only just accepted that he was gay. Now they were on the hunt for a “suitable husband”, as San called it, for him. Wooyoung scoffed as he closed the door. It was the 21st century. San should’ve been able to pick who he wanted to be with. The Chois didn’t see it that way. They were old money- very, very old money and dragged all the traditions that came along with it. Then Wooyoung’s phone dinged in his pocket.

I miss you already, baby. Check your nightstand. 💕

Wooyoung didn’t remember anything being on his nightstand when they left the bedroom. Yet there was a carefully wrapped box sitting there waiting for him. Wooyoung opened it and pulled out a watch. It was a limited edition Rolex. Wooyoung knew they were almost impossible to get. Of course, this was Choi San, not some random person off the street. There was an inscription on the back.

Love you until the end of time - Your Sannie.

Wooyoung quickly texted him back.

WTF? I don’t believe you!

San: I love you too, baby :)

Wooyoung: This is too much & you know it.

San: NOTHING is too much for you. You know that.

Wooyoung furiously wiped the tears out of his eyes. The watch was beautiful and he wouldn’t be lying when he said one of his clients bought it for him. Except that San wasn’t a client anymore. He was the love of Wooyoung’s goddamn life.

When can you come back?

Wooyoung had given up on sounding desperate.

I can sneak away tomorrow night. Take you to dinner?

Wooyoung almost dropped his phone. They weren’t supposed to go out. They could risk being seen and then San’s parents would freak. Even if they didn’t find out that Wooyoung was an escort, he wasn’t someone they’d already vetted.

Dinner?

San: It’s our 6 month anniversary. I want to take you out. Then maybe we’ll make love for hours when we get back, but I expect you to be wearing my gift.

Wooyoung: Make love? Who are you & what have you done with San? LOL

San: I might be a lil stoned.

San had confessed to getting high when he got back from seeing Wooyoung. He claimed it made the transition back to who he was supposed to be easier. Wooyoung had chastised him, but it hadn’t done much. Wooyoung knew would make his drinks a little stronger after San left. It was completely unhealthy, but neither of them had anyone they could confide in.

Wooyoung: Go to sleep. I’ll see you tomorrow night.

San: I love you so much, baby.

Wooyoung: I love you too.

San sent a long string of hearts and kissy face emojis. Wooyoung returned with a heart and a kiss. He carefully put the watch in the box and back on his nightstand. The sheets were still a mess from earlier. Wooyoung had started insisting they put a towel down so he didn’t have to change them every time. He knew he should shower, but he didn’t feel like it. He simply dropped his robe on the floor and crawled into bed naked. Wooyoung had ridden San hard earlier, so the pillows smelled like San’s hair. He buried his face in one and let the aroma seep into his nostrils. It was more than just his shampoo and cologne. It was him. Why did this have to be so fucking complicated? Why was he still playing by their rules? Wooyoung would’ve told his parents to fuck off a long time ago. Of course, San genuinely loved his parents. Wooyoung didn’t. They’d kicked him out of the house when he came out and he’d made his own way in the world since.

Wooyoung’s good looks were how he got picked up by a pimp when he was 17. He lied about his age and no one bothered to check (more likely didn’t care). He slowly saved up enough to buy his way out and try his luck on his own. A few coy smiles and well placed compliments got him in the door with a much higher class clientele. Now he was 25 with an enviable list of clients and a 5 figure price tag for one “date”. Several of San’s friends had hired him for San’s birthday to pretend to be a blind date. The joke ended up on them because not only did the date go extremely well, San became one of Wooyoung’s clients.

Feelings didn’t get involved until they’d been seeing each other twice a week for almost a month. Wooyoung had stopped charging him after only a few times when it became obvious they both enjoyed the sex as more than just escort and client. San was the first one to confess. They were sweaty and half asleep, both on their 3rd or 4th orgasm of the night when San let slip “I love you”. Wooyoung had stretched and rolled on top of San, telling him that he loved him back. Somehow they’d worked up the energy to have sex again and fell asleep with San still inside Wooyoung.

Wooyoung hugged the pillow and sighed.

“Maybe someday,”

The next night Wooyoung was fixing his tie and about to put on his watch when he heard a key in the door. He’d given San a key to save them both the annoyance of having to buzz him up every time.

“And what if I’m not ready?” Wooyoung called from the bedroom.

“Then I guess I’d just have to take you before we left,” San replied. He was wearing the same dark gray suit and sapphire blue tie he’d worn on the night they met.

“If I didn’t already have all my clothes on, then I’d most definitely take you up on that,” Wooyoung kissed him.

“Haven’t put my present on yet?” San noticed the watch in Wooyoung’s hand.

“Maybe I was going to let you put it on me,” he held out his arm and San slid the watch on his wrist.

“Perfect fit,” he grinned.

“Impressive,” Wooyoung smiled back

“I remembered you have delicate wrists,” San took Wooyoung’s hands and wrapped them around his waist. He was bigger than Wooyoung and had initially been hesitant to go hard in bed, but Wooyoung had proved he was more than able to handle him.

“Weren’t you going to take me out?” he asked.

“I am. I might just be skipping ahead to what we’ll be doing in here later,” San kissed Wooyoung’s neck.

“Slut,” Wooyoung giggled.

“Proud of it,” he grinned.

San took Wooyoung to the same restaurant they’d gone to the first time.

“Ah, Mr Choi,” the host said when they arrived.

“I apologize that we’re a little late,” he said.

“Don’t worry. I’ll show you to the rest of your party,” he replied.

“Party?” San asked.

“Oh, I didn’t know it was supposed to be a surprise. I’m sorry,” he said, leading them through the restaurant. San was almost crushing Wooyoung’s hand. This could only mean one thing…

“Mom, Dad, hi,” San wasn’t hiding his surprise very well.

“San, you didn’t tell us you’d be here tonight,” his mom said.

“Um, yeah, it was kind of a last minute thing,” he replied. Wooyoung was pretty sure he was losing circulation.

“Who’s this?” His dad asked.

“I’m Wooyoung. San’s friends introduced us at his birthday party,” Wooyoung held out his hand. San’s dad shook it and his mom gave a demure nod.

“Maybe we should just go,” San said anxiously.

“We can stay. If your parents don’t mind,” Wooyoung squeezed San’s hand.

“Not at all. Please sit,” his mom said. San pulled out the chair for Wooyoung and he gracefully sat down. He didn’t end up with a client list full of closeted rich guys because he didn’t know how to handle himself in five star restaurants in front of lesser royalty. San sat next to him and couldn’t stop rubbing Wooyoung’s thigh. Wooyoung gave him a calm down look.

“So Wooyoung, what do you do?” Mr Choi asked.

“I’m a social planner,” he replied.

“What's that?” Mrs Choi asked.

“It’s like a personal assistant, but I manage the social calendars of select clients. It’s a bit of a niche market, but I enjoy it,” he replied, taking a sip of wine.

“I don’t suppose we could hire you,” she smiled.

“Unfortunately I’m fully booked, but if you ever need a recommendation, I’m sure I can help,” Wooyoung returned the smile.

“I don’t feel well. Excuse me,” San practically bolted for the bathroom. Wooyoung got up and followed him.

“I can’t believe they’re here. They’re fucking here. All I wanted was a nice dinner with you and then to be able to go back…” San started babbling.

“Baby, breathe,” Wooyoung caught him by the shoulders. “Let me handle this.”

“A social planner? That’s a hell of a way to spin it,” San said.

“If you keep letting me spin it, I’ll have them begging me to be their son in law by dessert. I don’t charge $10,000 a night because I can’t charm men away from their money. However, I can’t do it if you look like you’re 10 seconds away from heart failure for the rest of dinner. Okay?” Wooyoung told him.

“Okay,” San nodded.

“Then we’ll go back to my place and I’ll take you nice and slow. I’ll savor every inch of that perfect cock of yours. I’ll have you whining for me,” Wooyoung slid his fingers down the front of San’s pants. “I’ll have you whimpering ‘Wooyoungie, please. Please let me touch you’.” He flicked at San’s belt buckle with his thumb and weaved his belt loose. He wrapped his other arm around San’s shoulders. Wooyoung could feel San’s erection slowly growing near his fingers.

“That’s what you want, isn’t it, Sannie? You want me on top of you, slowly riding you, with you completely helpless. You remember the first time I tied you up and how hard you came. Then I sucked you off and made you come for me again. Then I got you hard again and finally let you touch me. You remember that,” Wooyoung could feel the tip of San’s dick in between his index and middle fingers. San was panting, but this time it was from trying not to come simply by listening to Wooyoung. “Do you want me to get you off, Sannie?”

“Please,” he begged, digging his fingers into Wooyoung’s back. Wooyoung steered them into a stall and deftly unzipped San’s pants with his thumb.

“You have to be quiet. We can’t attract attention,” Wooyoung’s lips barely grazed San’s ear. San whined. “Good boy.”

Wooyoung gripped the tip of San’s cock between his fingers and rested his thumb under the head. San jumped.

“You have to hold still, too,” Wooyoung whispered. San tightened his grip on Wooyoung’s back and nodded into his shoulder. Wooyoung deliberately massaged San’s dick with his thumb. He whimpered and whined into Wooyoung’s neck. “I wish I could see your pink cock right now. How pretty it is. How slick it is. How it’s shaking and just waiting for me to impale myself on it. I might be getting a little hard thinking about having it filling me up - feeling just how good you stretch me and how it’s almost too much, but not quite.” Wooyoung carefully pressed his hips against San’s thigh so he could feel Wooyoung’s own erection starting to bloom.

“Wooyoungie, please…” San’s eyes were starting to water.

“No crying, darling. Your parents will already have enough questions. I don’t want to have to explain why I made you cry,” Wooyoung pressed harder with his thumb. San jerked and grunted. “I think we’ve been in here long enough.” Wooyoung ran his thumb over the tip, dipping into the slit like he knew San loved. San came bucking against Wooyoung’s fingers and squeezing tears out of his eyes.

“That’s my good Sannie,” Wooyoung cooed as San spilled come on his fingers. San muffled his moans in Wooyoung’s neck. San finished and Wooyoung let go, wiping them down with toilet paper. Wooyoung gave him a quick check for any rogue come stains. He zipped San back in when he determined everything was satisfactory. San’s hands were shaking while he washed them.

“You still look terrible,” Wooyoung said.

“I’m trying not to,” he breathed.

“Let me handle it. Smile, nod, and let your parents pay for dinner,” Wooyoung told him. “This was my job, baby. At least before I became a kept man.”

“Okay,” San breathed.

“Thank you,” Wooyoung kissed him. “Come on.” He led his half fucked out half painfully anxious lover back to the table.

“Everything okay? We were beginning to worry,” Mrs Choi said.

“I’m fine,” San coughed. “Just fine.”

“Honestly, this is a little embarrassing, but this is only our second date. I know San’s birthday was a while ago, but we could never find a good time to meet up. We weren’t expecting to run into you tonight,” Wooyoung smiled the dazzling smile that got men into bed with him and paying for his penthouse.

“San, you never mentioned that you met someone,” Mr Choi said.

“Like he said, it’s only our second date,” San replied.

“How do you know San’s friends?” Mrs Choi asked.

“I met Yeosang a while ago. I suppose he thought San and I would be a good fit,” Wooyoung told her. It wasn’t a total lie. Yeosang had initially contacted him and paid the deposit for their joke. His other friends Yunho and Mingi had made up the difference.

“Mom, is this really…?” San started. Wooyoung squeezed his knee under the table.

“It’s fine,” he replied. Parental interrogation was old hat in his world. At least they weren’t going to call him a worthless faggot. He assumed.

“What about your family?” Mr Choi asked.

“Unfortunately my parents and I don’t see eye to eye on a lot of things. I haven’t spoken to them in years and that’s for the best. It’s a shame, really. They pushed away their only child,” Wooyoung stroked San’s knee with his index finger. He knew how to spin anything. Now he was an abandoned only child who somehow had the manners of someone raised at San’s level.

“That’s such a shame. I can’t imagine not having any contact with your child,” Mrs Choi said. Got her. Wooyoung always knew the moment he got his hooks in someone. San was also an only child.

“I’ve gotten used to it. There’s something to be said for learning how to survive on your own in the world,” he replied.

They continued through the rest of dinner, Wooyoung easily fielding all of San’s parents’ questions. He even made a show of trying to pay. By the time San and his dad left to pick up the respective cars from the valet, Wooyoung and Mrs Choi were quite comfortable with each other.

“I certainly wasn’t expecting to meet San’s date tonight, but it was very nice to meet you,” she said.

“I admit, it was a bit awkward to have a ‘meet the parents’ on the second date,” Wooyoung replied with an easy smile.

“San has always been a bit high strung,” she said.

“I noticed, but I promise to take good care of him,” Wooyoung told her.

“Thank you. He needs someone like you in his life. His friends can still get a little...wild,” Mrs Choi sighed.

“Don’t I know it,” Wooyoung’s tone didn’t give away anything. Wooyoung never gave up anything he didn’t want to give. The cars pulled up and their respective partners came to get them.

“It was a pleasure to meet you both,” Wooyoung said as they left.

“I’ll be back later,” San mumbled in their direction.

“Do you need me to drive?” Wooyoung asked when they got in the car.

“No,” San replied.

“I had your mother eating out of my hand so stop panicking,” Wooyoung told him. “And unofficial permission to date you. You should be tap dancing right now.”

“It’s just...they just...I’m scared…” San said as he put the car in gear.

“What are you afraid of? Tell your Wooyoungie,” he looked over at San.

“They’ll find out that you’re...an escort,” San finished.

“Was an escort,” Wooyoung replied. “Currently you’re paying all my bills.”

“I love you so much. I’m terrified they’ll find out the truth,” San put his hand on Wooyoung’s thigh. Wooyoung tucked a piece of hair behind San’s ear.

“Let’s go home and I’ll make you feel better. You still want that, right?” Wooyoung asked. San nodded.

“Then your Wooyoungie will strip you out of that suit, tie you to the bed, and take you until you can’t stand it anymore. You’re free to cry as much as you want this time, Sannie. We don’t have to make any excuses why tears are coming out of those beautiful brown eyes.”

“I’m trying to drive, Wooyoung,” San huffed.

“Do you want me to stop?” Wooyoung cocked his head.

A beat of silence.

“No,” the other man replied.

“Good,” Wooyoung slid his hand up almost onto San’s cock as he leaned over and undid his pants.

“What are you doing?” San asked.

“Just releasing the pressure a bit,” Wooyoung’s smile curved all the way up to his impeccably sculpted brows. He pulled his hand back away from San’s crotch. “And the best part is you don’t have to leave tonight. You can stay and I can wake you up in the middle of the night sucking your dick. In the morning I might let you fuck me into the mattress. The options are endless, Sannie. Maybe you’ll wake up and decide to slide into me while I’m asleep. Then I’ll wake up filled with your cock.”

“You...you’d let me do that?” San had started to sweat a little and his boner was threatening to expand completely out of his pants.

“You know my limits. That’s not one of them,” Wooyoung replied.

“What if I start to...you know...fuck you in your sleep?” San ventured.

“I’m a light sleeper. It wouldn’t take much to wake me up. It would be a great way to wake up, though,” Wooyoung winked at him.

“I…” San’s brain had all but stopped working. Wooyoung kept smiling.

San practically carried Wooyoung up to his apartment. The concierges had learned to look the other way a long time ago when they saw Wooyoung.

“Tie me up, baby. Please,” San breathed when they got upstairs.

“It would be my pleasure,” Wooyoung purred. He carefully pulled the silk ties out from under the mattress and San obediently lied on his back. Wooyoung swiftly tied him down and sat on his thighs. He lazily ran a finger up San’s quivering dick. Precome was dripping down the tip.

“You want your Wooyoungie that much, Sannie?” Wooyoung swirled the sticky liquid in circles around the tip.

“Yes,” San replied. Wooyoung could see his chest starting to heave. He slithered up San’s body to his mouth.

“I’m gonna make you cry, sweetheart,” he kissed his lover hard. He nipped at San’s earlobe before he sat back up and generously lubed San’s cock. He slowly lowered himself down going only a fraction of an inch at a time. San was already whining. “Did I not satisfy you earlier?”

“You did,” he replied.

“Then why do you sound so needy?” Wooyoung asked as he bottomed out.

“Need...you…” San panted.

“I knew that,” Wooyoung slid his hands up San’s bound arms. “You always need me.”

“Mmhmm,” San nodded as Wooyoung kissed him. He pressed his chest against San’s and slightly bucked his hips. San grunted. Wooyoung took San’s lower lip between his teeth and pulled slightly before he sat back up. He began slowly grinding his ass down on San’s cock.

“You want to touch me, don’t you darling?” Wooyoung braced his hands on San’s thighs, arching his back and exposing his entire chest and hardened cock.

“Yes,” San squeaked.

“How badly do you want to touch me? Enough that I should untie you?” Wooyoung looked down at him.

“N-no, wanna come l-like this,” he stuttered.

“If you’re sure,” Wooyoung ran one hand down his own torso and traced the tip of his dick with his finger. It came back wet with precome. “You want a taste?”

“Please?” San’s pupils were blown wide with desire.

“Open your mouth and stick out that talented tongue of yours,” Wooyoung instructed. San did as he was told and Wooyoung dragged his finger down the center of San’s tongue.

“Taste good?” he smirked.

“More?” San whined.

“No, my love. That’s all you get,” Wooyoung brushed his wet finger down San’s cheek. Then San’s eyes started to water. Wooyoung pulled his hand back and kept slowly working San’s dick. “Now is my baby getting desperate?”

“Uh huh,” San noised.

“How desperate?” Wooyoung prompted.

“Wanna c-come h-hard. Inside you,” the the other man breathed.

“Of course you’re going to come inside me, silly boy,” Wooyoung watched San’s hands flex against the restraints. If he really wanted to, he could get loose. They both enjoyed the illusion more, though.

“P-pound you,” he gasped.

“You want to pound me? You want to wreck me on your cock? What if I let you?” Wooyoung asked. San looked up at him. Wooyoung untied San’s wrists and then his ankles. San flipped them over and began slamming into Wooyoung. He was practically snarling while he fucked him. Wooyoung dug his nails into San’s back every time he hit his prostate. He heard a cracking sound, but wasn’t quite sure what it was. He was too focused on the cock ramming his ass.

“Fu-uck,” he grunted as he started to come all over both of them. San was still growling and bucking into him then fell on top of Wooyoung when he started coming. They were practically glued to each other when they finished.

“Uh, Woo,” San said.

“Yeah?” he replied.

“I think I broke the headboard,” San replied sheepishly. Wooyoung looked up and sure enough there was a sizable crack roughly where San’s hand had been.

“Well, so much for making love when we got back,” he laughed.

“At least you were wearing my gift,” San held up Wooyoung’s arm.

“We got it half right,” Wooyoung smiled.

“I love you, Wooyoungie,”

“I love you too, Sannie,”

[shortpplfedup]

Only Friends Character Rankings Episode 2

Hoboy these boys are all in over their heads in various ways and to various degrees. Add in some Real World-style confessional action and the mess is MESSING. This entire episode is just this gif:

Here's this week's rankings, with last week's rankings in parentheses

🔺1. Ray (3)

Some kind of friendship can start from having sex.

I knew all it would take was some time and a little bit of lore and Ray was gonna shoot up the rankings for me, and so said so done. The lonely little rich boy with the dead mom, the lack of self-esteem and the alcohol problem...yep yep yep, all seems right on time. The way those strippers sniffed him out and swarmed him...they know money when they see it. Sipping from that flask in the early daylight OK I SEE WHAT IS UP. Becoming a bugaboo to the first person to take any interest...yup this all tracks. Topping the toxique roster this week.

🔺2. Mew (5)

But I think I figured out your weakness now. Me.

This kid is so smug, he really thinks he's smart, he thinks he's in control. He really, truly thinks he can domesticate that alley cat. Trying to turn a hoe into a housewife for real. He's playing a game with Top, and he knows Top knows what the game is, but he's still confident he can win. Tale as old as time.

🔺3. Boston (4)

At least I beat Mew at this...You know no one can beat me at this kind of thing.

The jealousy radiating in WAVES off Boston this episode...OOF. Is this even about Top, or is this about beating Mew? Bit of both perhaps? This kind of love/hate friendship is SO REAL. Boston's probably felt like he was losing to Mew the entire time they've known each other. A 'friendship' built on longevity and resentment? Delicious.

🔻4. Sand (2)

I can be your friend. You don’t have to hire me.

Listen, when Sand asked that girl to come see his plants because he doesn't have a cat I cackled. He's like 'we both know what this is, does the excuse even matter?' and I loved it so hard. And then Ray begs a little and he tells homegirl to kick rocks and I--sir, down horrendous ALREADY?! That thousand yard stare in the confessional when he says you gotta be careful not to catch feelings fucking a friend? He knows he's screwed and he's still going in because he can't help himself, the softhearted fuck.

🔻5. Nick (1)

We’ve slept together many times. So what is this? What are we to each other?

OH NICK NICK NICK BABYGIRL. Nick took the mightiest fall this week in the rankings, because he has no game AT ALL. He had one move and he used it, and now he's just down the rabbit hole, just dickmatized. This is exactly what I wanted, but it's in the in between stage now before he gets truly desperate, when I'm sure he'll be back to reclaim his top spot.

🔺6. Cheum (and April) (7)

It's a blessing to have a lover who gets along with your friends.

THE LESBIANS ARE HERE and it seems will be providing the stability to everybody else's full-tilt boogie, but appearances can be deceiving. Listen, if Jojo and Ninew throw in some lesbian drama in this mix I may expire. In case you don't know, there is NOTHING like lesbian drama. Otherwise, Cheum being Top's biggest cheerleader is totally gonna come back and bite.

🔻7. Top (6)

Whenever I take aim, I never miss.

I dunno why Top is always near the bottom of the rankings because he's probably the biggest mess of them all, but I think it's because he is the most aware of what's playing off here and therefore the least in danger. Everybody else is working with either limited information or a misunderstanding of self, but Top knows EXACTLY who he is and what he wants, and he's clocked everybody else in this little group too. And I'm not sure I believe a single word that comes out of his mouth as a result.

[dailyanarchistposts]

From anti-heteronormativity to anti-capitalism

The vomit performance described earlier can be interpreted as capitalist consump- tion. The ‘top’, or the dominant capitalist ideology, force-feeds products to the receptive consumer or ‘bottom’. As ‘the bottom struggles to keep taking in more than he really can’, as in middle-class debt-driven consumerism, and ‘the top is careful to give him just enough to stretch his capacities’, the same way capitalism stretches our capacities, ‘a dynamic is established between them in which they carefully keep at the threshold of gagging’ against consuming too much. Berlant and Warner figure this as erotic and the vomiting that follows as a sexualized ‘climax’, as the top offers his stomach for the stream of ejaculate/ vomit.

Susan Bordo considers vomiting emblematic of the contradictions between capitalist production and consumption:

In advanced consumer capitalism ... an unstable, agonistic construction of personality is produced by the contradictory structure of economic life. On the one hand, as ‘producer-selves’, we must be capable of sublimating, delaying, repressing desires for immediate gratification; we must cultivate the work ethic. On the other hand, as ‘consumer-selves’ we serve the system through a boundless capacity to capitulate to desire and indulge in impulse; we must become creatures who hunger for constant and immediate satisfaction. (1990: 96)

Consumerism cultivates the construction of the desire for consumerism itself, which extends beyond the desire for products to encompass the desire for a situ- ation of consumption in which there is a secure assumption that you can have everything you could possibly desire. The body cannot sustain these contradictions, however, even as every queer subject cannot participate in a counterpublic that calls for marginalized quasi-privatized gay-village spaces of consumerism predi- cated on public displays of perfect (white male) bodies indulging in capitalist excess. Vomiting is a bodily expression of the unsustainability of capitalism. This takes on a gendered dynamic as well, as Bordo has found. Women are supposed to make ourselves so ‘slender’ that we almost disappear, a disappearance that leads to multiple marginalizations in queer commercial spaces that demand entrance fees (class), are dominated by cis men (sex), are spaces that either reject or exoticize racialized groups (race), and demand specific body images (able-bodiness). Bordo argues that this ‘embodies the unstable ‘double-bind’ of consumer capitalism’ (1990: 99), as well as suggesting the untenability of women’s bodies within mascu- linist, heteronormative, racist, ableist, capitalist systems.

Queer commerce thus cannot empower all subjects. ‘Visibility in commodity culture is in this sense a limited victory for gays who are welcome to be visible as consumer subjects but not as social subjects’ (Hennessy, 1994–95: 32). It is precisely this social subjectivity that is at stake in anti-capitalist queer social movements.

Exhibit B: Projectile zine

In the 1990s my friend Leah and I produced a zine called Projectile: Stories about Puking, containing sections called, ‘Where to puke in Toronto’, ‘The Montreal Puke’ and ‘The Red Puke’ partner puke reviews, and ‘Colour-code yer puke’, with a cen- terfold depicting one of our friends bent forward projectiling a stream of puke from his mouth. Other punk issues covered included band reviews, condom reviews for sluts, the punk Beer Olympics in New York City, squatting, and police brutality. (Jeppesen and Visser, 1996)

We were always puking so we made a zine about it. For us puking was the fullest expression of an authentic excessiveness in a life lived with the kind of intensity disallowed by polite society. Puking at 7:00am after drinking all night at punk clubs and after-hours bars in a subway train full of commuters was the ultimate cathar- sis. Your head heated up, your face started sweating, your body trembled, you vibrated from toe to head, and that surge produced something of you, a kind of self-production, a collectively approved explosion against everything. The com- muters, staring in disgust, reproduced your disgust at society, as you passed the affect of disaffectation back to them.

These moments created and accelerated our passion and self-rebuilding. We were not caught up in surfaces of life, the body, cleanliness, linear time. Instead we lived in urban grit, by crumbling graffitied walls under train bridges, displaying the broken glass edges of our skin, enjoying the feeling of the piercing needle going in welling up our eyes, the tattoo gun drilling down through our skin. Scarification, cutting, branding, vomiting and fucking intensified our lives. Puking was the cul- mination of a night of fully engaged participation in the most intense gruelling enjoyable expressive living. Fucking was the culmination of an intense connection to another person, a letting go of bodily control, a full-on head-on encounter with another being. Both explosive and expulsive, they gave a sense of finality to the proceedings: Now I’m done. I have lived tonight to the fullest extent of my capac- ity, exceeding norms on so many fronts. ‘Where to puke in Toronto’ lists the grittiest corners of the city, back alleys with the stench of French fry vats and dead pigeons, ‘behind Sneaky Dee’s just outside the kitchen (or just inside)’, dark graffitied streets, abandoned houses, gravelly urban parks like the ‘junkie park at Dundas and Bathurst’ or ‘Kensington park in the sex bushes’ (Jeppesen and Visser, 1996). These were places we loved, we marked our territory with sex and vomit. Puking and fucking in public spaces and naming those spaces our own created a liberatory underground culture. This piece de´tournes the tourist guide ‘Where to dine out in Toronto’ turning consumption/dining in public by the privileged classes into production/vomiting in public by the underclasses. Puking was explicitly anti- capitalist, anti-consumerist and anti-spectacle. The two partner puke reviews tell relationship stories through vomit rated by ‘colour’, ‘texture’, ‘sound’, and ‘loca- tion’. What did it reveal about the relationship? ‘I always think of [them] fondly and somewhat pathetically when I’m hungover’ (Jeppesen and Visser, 1996), con- cludes one review. Puking and fucking drew us closer, creating zones of unmediated shared intensities. Vomiting is a sex-like manifestation of the non-normative, the ejaculate/projectile stream is a ‘fuck you’ on the pedestrian sidewalk of society. It expresses only its own intensities. It is the Deleuze and Guattarian body without organs (1983), literally ejecting its own organs, intensely embracing other bodies without organs. Love and intimacy are created in these moments which would be shameful in consumer culture where intimacy is produced in circumscribed places through consumerism – fancy restaurants, expensive gifts and so on. The excesses of affect and intimacy produced by vomiting and sex in public challenge hetero- normativity and its direct ties to capitalism.

Moreover, the boundary between public and private is thrown into crisis, per- haps even evacuated by the eroticized vomit performance and Projectile’s ‘stories about puking’, whereby both create non-shaming spaces as the body’s innards are put on display. Not just the sexualization of the act of vomiting, but the collapse of bourgeois decorum in the act of ‘puking’ are transgressions of boundaries linked to the public/private divide, including non-normative sexuality, public performance of bodily functions, the reinscription of positive affect onto normatively negative acts, an overshare of expressive personal proclivities, an outward display of punk pov- erty through the lack of private space in which to vomit and so on. Furthermore, the zine, as a form of autonomous media, creates its own fluid anti-capitalist autonomous public. Queer radicals have thus become anti-capitalist, recognizing ‘that heteronormative forms, so central to the accumulation and reproduction of capital, also depend on heavy interventions in the regulation of capital’ (Berlant and Warner, 2000: 327). But gay capitalism has been quick to establish norms of homosexuality consistent with consumerism.

[musezieren]

𝒔𝒆𝒙𝒖𝒂𝒍 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒄𝒂𝒏𝒐𝒏𝒔 & 𝒑𝒓𝒆𝒇𝒆𝒓𝒆𝒏𝒄𝒆𝒔    ⸻    bold  for  Sirius’s  strongest  habits  or  preferences  (underlined  for  anything  especially  notable),  italics  for  potential/circumstantial,  and  strikethrough  for  anything  unbecoming

𝕀ℕℂ𝕃𝕀ℕ𝔸𝕋𝕀𝕆ℕ𝕊 / ℍ𝔸𝔹𝕀𝕋𝕊 • submissive • dominant • prefers to top • prefers to bottom • likes to switch • heterosexual • gay • lesbian • bisexual • asexual • pansexual • demisexual • enjoys sex with men • enjoys sex with women • enjoys sex with genderfluid , agender , demigender , or nonbinary individuals • enjoys sex with all genders regardless of identity • enjoys sex with multiple people at a time • initiates • waits for partner to initiate • spits • swallows • morning sex • night sex • sex any time • no sex drive • low sex drive • average sex drive • high sex drive • fluctuating sex drive •

𝕊𝕆𝕌ℕ𝔻𝕊 • silent • quiet • loud • grows in volume over time • bites hand • bites partner • bites pillow to muffle self • calls out partners name • praises • curses • fakes • exaggerates • prefers a quiet partner • prefers a loud partner • prefers a partner who grows in volume over time • no volume preference • turned on by dirty talk • turned off by dirty talk •

𝕋𝕌ℝℕ-𝕆ℕ𝕊 / 𝕂𝕀ℕ𝕂𝕊 • having their hands pinned • pinning partner’s hands • having own hair pulled • pulling partner’s hair • being watched ( by their partner ) • being watched ( by a third party ) • watching their partner • receiving oral • giving oral • giving praise • receiving praise • biting or marking • being bitten or marked • spanking • being spanked • teasing • being teased • having toys used on them • using toys on their partner • giving anal • receiving anal • choking • being choked • dirty talk • being tied up • tying partner up • being worshipped • worshipping partner • humiliating • being humiliated • degrading • being degraded • knife play • blood play • gun play • being pegged • pegging partner • partner wearing lingerie • wearing lingerie • whipping • being whipped • being edged • edging • overstimulation • anonymous sex • clothed / partially clothed • deep - throating • nipple play • public sex • rimming • sadism / masochism • size difference • breeding(complicated)

ℙ𝕃𝔸ℂ𝔼𝕊 • bedroom • shower • bath • pool • ocean • kitchen • home bathroom • public restroom • car • tent • alleyway • field • forest • empty or abandoned building • library • rooftop • terrace • dressing room • elevator • parking lot • museum • cemetery • office

Sirius has few hard limits, and I could put nearly everything in the Turn-Ons / Kinks in the "circumstantial" italics. As dom, he will always listen to what his partners want, them enjoying and melting and pleading under his actions is what turns him on. If he subs, well he would let a partner test and expand his boundaries, a good dom might make him enjoy more things than he thought... And again some things are DUrge era more than game era :,D He can enjoy sex without any kinks involved, but CAN also go far... Also BREEDING he is v conflicted about... in his DUrge era and later... and always, ALWAYS would need to know it is playing pretend. So actually using protection and so on... but could also trigger trauma response more than anything else :X It'd need the v right person to make him enjoy it, and probably rather on the receiving end, because that is usually truly pretend

stolen from @tamedstray and asked to fill out by @karmints

[getthebutters]

The Emergence of "Side" in the Gay Community: Beyond Tops and Bottoms

The gay community, like all communities, is an evolving landscape of identities, preferences, and expressions. Historically, when discussing sexual roles within the gay male community, the terms "top" and "bottom" have often come to the forefront. These terms categorize individuals based on their preference for either giving (top) or receiving (bottom) in anal intercourse. However, in the last five years, a new term has emerged that is challenging these established categories: "Side."

 What is a "Side"?

A "Side" is an individual who prefers forms of intimacy other than anal intercourse. Their range of sexual activities can include, but are not limited to, cuddling, frottage (the act of rubbing bodies together for sexual pleasure), bating, oral sex, and exploring various kinks. The term was coined to give recognition to those who don’t identify strictly with the dominant categorizations of top and bottom, but instead, find pleasure in other intimate acts.

 A New Term for Age-Old Practices

Although the term "Side" has gained popularity only in the past half-decade, the practices and preferences it denotes have always been a part of the gay community. Historically, due to the stigmatization and criminalization of homosexual acts, many gay men were pushed into clandestine settings where penetrative sex was not always feasible or desirable. As a result, other forms of intimacy like oral sex, frottage, and mutual masturbation played a significant role in their sexual lives.

Even in more recent times, with greater acceptance and legalization of same-sex relationships in many parts of the world, not all gay men are interested in or find pleasure in penetrative sex. Many choose to engage in the activities that a Side would typically prefer, not as a substitute for anal intercourse, but because they genuinely enjoy them.

 Beyond Stereotypes: A Diverse Sexual Landscape

It's essential to note that the majority of male-on-male sexual encounters are, in fact, oral. This observation flies in the face of prevalent stereotypes that might lead one to believe that anal intercourse is the primary form of sexual expression among gay men.

By introducing the term "Side" into the broader vocabulary, we are not only recognizing a wide array of sexual preferences but also challenging the often binary view of gay male sexuality. The term adds depth and nuance to conversations about gay relationships, shedding light on the diversity of experiences within the community.

 Validity and Acceptance

It's crucial to understand that being a Side, a Top, a Bottom, or any combination thereof is valid. Sexual preferences are deeply personal and diverse. The gay community has always been at the forefront of sexual liberation, challenging norms, and breaking boundaries. The recognition of Sides is another step in this journey, a testament to the fact that there isn’t a one-size-fits-all approach to intimacy and pleasure.

 Personal Experience:

I asked @d1kluvrcumobsessed on Twitter about their feelings. Here’s what he had to say:

“Being a side brings me infinitely more pleasure than penetrative sex. All of the best orgasms of my life have been through masturbation or mutual masturbation with another person. I can go longer, try new techniques, connect on a deeper level, and listen to the natural ebb and flow of my dick.”

“No hole or mouth or throat can do to my dick what my well-practiced hand can do. Plus covering myself in explosive massive loads of cum turns me on.  I’ve been a masturbator since I was 7 years old (almost 30 years now) and having the label of “side” allows me to showcase my sexual preference without shame or unnecessary explanation.”

“There is no prep work needed when penetration is not required; I can masturbate anywhere, anytime with little equipment or preparation.”

“Another aspect of being a side that is often not a part of penetrative sex is the bator brotherhood. The sense of community and camaraderie surrounding guys who identify as bators is really special and makes me feel supported in my journey as a bator and as a side.”

“The biggest pleasure I receive from being a side is really connecting with my body, myself, and my sexuality/sensuality. I am giving myself pleasure and that makes me feel really desirable and sexy. I didn’t feel that way when I used to fuck people as a top.”

 Wrap up:

The emergence of the term "Side" is a reminder that sexuality is fluid and multi-dimensional. As society continues to evolve and become more understanding, it is our hope that terms like these don't pigeonhole individuals but instead celebrate the diverse spectrum of human sexuality. Whether you identify as a Top, Bottom, Side, or none of the above, your experiences and preferences are valid, valuable, and worthy of recognition and respect.

[holaafrica]

#HOLAApost published on https://holaafrica.org/things-we-need-to-normalize-in-the-queer-community/

Things We Need To Normalize in the Queer Community.

Look, truth is we have some great things in the queer community but we also have some shady things that happen. We have some ways in which we are re-defining love and life and some ways we are emotionally being hot trash.

We have some weird rules, some toxic practices and some shady sh*t that we do as queers. So we need to re-think some stuff. Here is a list of things that we need to ‘normalize’ in the queer community.

In fact, ‘the straights’ can normalise some of these things too. This is basically stuff we should all be unpacking.

1.  Normalise studs dating studs and femmes dating femmes: The idea that we must replicate heterosexual relationships where there is a ‘man and a woman’ is not a real thing. Forget heteronormativity. Love who you love. Dating along perceived ‘gender roles’ limits the experiences and ways in which we can f**k and love and live. 

2.  Normalise being OK with not wanting sex:  as queer people we are constantly sexualised and we also sexualise ourselves. We think that by being queer we need to be having sex all the time. It’s a real thing to not want sex or have sex. It’s about where you  are at, that is the core tenant of sex positivity and being sexually grounded. Having sex in the when, how and with you want to. And if that is no-one and not at all then that is valid. 

3.  Normalise being happy and single: We are constantly bombarded with the need to be in a relationship. These internet streets are full of cute couples being the most. It’s really fine to be single and thriving. In fact sometimes it is better.

4.  Normalise understanding and asking for consent: Consent is so necessary and we do not talk about it enough. You cannot simply assume people want to have sex. Or hugs. Or anything really. Learn about consent.

Side note: The level of sexual violence within the queer community because we are not engaging properly with consent is troubling. We need to do better. So much better.

5. Normalise both tops and bottoms having multiple orgasms: Too many shady ideas about who No matter if you are top, bottom or a switch everyone deserves orgasms (especially with the gay boys, yep we looking at you)

6.  Normalise taking the pleasure of bottoms seriously: See previous entry. Often the pleasure of bottoms is not prioritised and sidelined. All folx deserve pleasure when it comes to sex. 

7.  Normalise being a switch a.k.a. being a top or bottom: People can have multiple ‘roles’ during sex, you don’t always have to be the one who is in charge or the one who is the ‘taker. It is OK to explore both, to try and engage with all sides of the sexual experience. There is nothing wrong with being a switch.

8.  Normalise Kink: People find pleasure in different ways, getting kinky is one of those ways. Also kink will teach you a whole bunch about having the sex you want, speaking about it and also consent.

9. Normalise not being cheated on: Folx are creeping, slipping and sliding. Getting cheated on is not ‘normal’. Its not just something that happens. It’s not something that ‘people be doing’. Cheating is painful and harmful and you do not have to take it. Just because the community is small, and being single is a real thing it doesn’t mean you have to accept someone stepping out on you.

10. Normalise not cheating: Stay focused Cheating breaks down another person and is so hurtful and harmful. Especially when people find out. There are much better ways of exploring your sex and sexuality. And if the cheating is about needing to cheat well thats a whole other thing that you need to deal with. 

11.  Normalise gender not being binary: Gender is fluid and comes on a spectrum. It is not in a binary. It isn’t just masculine and feminine. F**k with gender, do what you want with it. Explore it, engage it, change it in yourself. Taste the rainbow. 

12.   Normalise understanding that abuse in the queer community exists: We aren’t perfect. Being in a queer relationship isn’t all 10 years of commitment, a puppy and photos of bae. There is violence in our intimate spaces and we need to face that and tackle it instead of sweeping it under the rug.

13.   Normalise not dating the whole squad: Look, your friends are fabulous and the community is small, we are sure, but do you gotta date the *entire* squad? Like the whole damn crew? Come on now.

14.   Normalise being in an ethical non-monogamy: Wanting to explore and be with other people is perfectly normal. There are so many different ways to create partnerships and relationships, from polyamory, to throuples, to open relationships and more. Some people are outchea trying to creep and cheat instead of having open (sometimes hard) conversations about redefining their relationships.

15.   Normalise queers being religious: Jesus loves the gays, its Christians who are being a hot mess. Religious spaces have not always been kind but there is so much that people draw from their spirituality and that is so important.

16.   Normalise not having to  come out: You do not have to come out, the idea that you have to announce your sexuality to the world in order to be valid is not a real thing. In the closet or not you are still queer AF.

17.   Normalize calling out misogyny in queer communities: There is a lot of hate towards women and femmes in the queer community. From the way femme presenting gay men are treated to active violence against trans women, it’s a hot mess and hot trash. The world is filled with misogyny/misogynoir and the queer community is no different just because we are always saying ‘sis’ all the time.

18.   Normalise calling out racism: Queer folx often think because they suffer one type of oppression they are immune from shelling out another. There are plenty of racist folx in our LGBTQ+ streets. Being queer doesn’t make you an angel.

19.   Normalise not having a fixed sexual identity: Just because you identify as a lesbian now doesn’t mean you will always identify as a lesbian. Or pansexual. Or bisexual. Or gay. Your identity is allowed to change. Labels are road signs not destinations.

20.   Normalise not being a perfect queer: Being a ‘Gold Star Lesbian’ or ‘Platinum Star Gay’ is not a real thing. You are not Gay Concentrate and there is no competition for being ‘the most homosexual in the group’. People can define their queerness as they want without judgement from others. Back the hell up.

21.   Normalise your friends being as important as your lovers: Platonic intimacy is amazing, and treating your friends with all the love and care you reserve for lovers is a real thing. Love and sex are fabulous but friendship is also such a vital part of lives. 

22.  Normalise the feelings of asexual being valid: Back to the hypersexuality we sometimes impose on ourselves (and others impose on us as queers) asexuality and not wanting that sexual interaction has folx shook. Asexuality is valid. 

23.   Normalise healing from your past traumas: We are holding a lot of hurt, a lot of pain and so many traumas within the queer community. It’s OK to heal. We deserve healing. We need healing.

24.   Normalise taking care of our mental health: Mental health is so important, as important as your physical health. Do your squats, base your scalp, drink your water but also journal. Find a therapist.

25.  Normalise side eyeing and calling out predatory relationships sometimes disguised as ‘age gaps’ and ‘dating baby queers’:  When there is an age gap you need to address it, unpack the active power dynamics or else it gets real predatory real fast. 

When we know better we do better. 

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[bunnidarling]

About my beautiful slutty son, Averyll:

What is your Tav’s sexuality/orientation preference?

Gay / Homosexual

What are their biggest ‘NOs’ they will never consider doing during sex?

Wow that’s a hard one. Averyll really isn’t a “no” kind of guy. That said, he has no interest in watersports or scat play. His desire to please does have a limit after all.

Are they a Top/Bottom/Switch? 

A consummate bottom, but could switch if that’s what their top wanted. 

Favorite Position?

It depends on the partner and the mood. For something more tender maybe a variation of missionary so they can gaze into each other’s eyes. I think his default is just wanting to be used, So getting taken from behind while being held or having fingers shoved in his throat is *chef kiss*

Do they prefer giving or receiving? 

Averyll prefers whatever his partner wants. Whether that’s giving or receiving, just knowing that he’s being of service is his thrill. 

Tits or Ass?

Ass all day long and twice on Sunday

How experienced is your Tav?

Averyll is extremely experienced. He’s had a number of different sexual partners and levels of training despite his young age.

Do they have any traumas around sex? 

He does, but sort of like Halsin he chooses to minimize it. For a long time he felt that it was just a “lesson to be learned” and a consequence of his promiscuous behavior. He hasn’t really dealt with it at all and tells himself it's not a big deal. 

Do they have any taboo kinks

Not really. I think his trauma gives him some interest in exploring dub-con in a safe environment, but it isn’t something he’s voiced or explored. 

Would they want a polyamorous relationship?

Yes. Averyll actually prefers it. Its something he was brought up around and is more natural to him than a monogamous relationship. A triad is his comfort place. 

How do they feel about voyeurism? And would they do it?

They think it's extremely hot and would be super into it especially if their partner was. 

How big is your Tav’s sex drive?

PRETTY BIG. He’s young, dumb, and full of cum as they say. 

How many rounds can they last?

Until someone’s body gives out from exhaustion. With the proper encouragement and care the boy could go for days. 

What is their aftercare like?

They would typically be on the receiving end of it. However when he’s the one giving it he gives what he would like to receive, gentle caresses, firm embraces, and lots and lots of praise. 

What lingerie does Tav wear?

I don’t think Averyll had much experience with lingerie until Astarion. He likes to dress him up in delicate laces and silks that compliment his sun warmed complexion and bright green eyes. 

Double penetration?

Yes please. Even triple if the company is right for it!

Least likely person they’d ever consider themselves sleeping with.

At camp? Karlach. She’s like a sister. 

How long since their last sexual encounter?

A few hours?

Ok with period sex?

He’d rather not.

Are they loud or quiet during sex?

Astarion doesn't call him his ‘little songbird’ because he’s a bard. 

Alright with Dub-con/CNC? Role Playing? 

Yeah he’s game if everyone else is comfortable. 

Are they more serious at the moment? Are they humorous? 

It depends on the day and the situation, but Averyll can almost alway find a reason to laugh or make his partner laugh. 

Does your Tav want other people in a relationship? 

He does. He wants to share and be shared. 

How well groomed are they? Shaved completely? Does the carpet match the drapes? Etc.

He’s a natural redhead haha. His hair isn’t long or wild on his body though, on account of his elven heritage. 

What is your Tav’s favorite place to have sex?

Literally anywhere. There isn’t a preferred setting. 

What about quickies?

Sometimes that’s all there’s time for on the road!

Would Tav like to participate in orgy?

To quote Mama K, “Fuck yes!”

Would Tav like to use gags?

If that’s what his partner wanted he’d be delighted. He loves his mouth being full, but would prefer fingers to a gag. 

Soft and slow or hard and rough?

Each has their own pleasurable applications. 

What’s their favorite toy?

A buttplug. They love the idea of being full for their partner and on full display yet completely in secret at the same time. 

Does your Tav have sexual fantasies?

So often. I think one he goes to the most often is the fantasy of being publicly displayed/fucked. Being sold/bought at action and paraded around a village while being used and lent out. 

Is there a companion they would sleep with but not want to date and why?

Wyll. He’s gorgeous and is probably a dynamite lover, but he wouldn’t be able to give Averyll what he needs in a relationship. 

Can your Tav not have sex for a long period?

Sure, but I think he’d probably need more alone time and have a lot more vivid and messy dreams at night.

Who was your Tav’s first sexual experience?

As cliche as it is, the stable boy at his mom’s inn. 

Blood kink?

That's a new one! Thanks, Astarion.

Spanking?

Yes please!

Will they want to have sex during pregnancy?

He hopes he’s never pregnant

What was the worst moment your Tav felt lust?

I don’t know about worst, but maybe the least sensical would be when they were tackled to the ground and held at knifepoint. Also since the events at the goblin stronghold, the scent of goblin will always trigger lustful memories which is pretty terrible. 

What is your Tav’s class and how does it affect their sexual life?

Bard. Next question lol

How naughty are they? Does Tav like to tease?

Naughty AND cheeky! Averyll absolutely loves to tease, especially in public places where retaliation isn’t closely within reach. 

What is your Tav's safe word?

���Rubies”

Does your Tav like oral? Giving or receiving

He loves both but giving is his favourite. 

Does your Tav like handjobs? Giving or receiving?

He likes both- he just loves touch in whatever capacity either giving or receiving. 

Does Tav like bondage? Being tied up or tying up your partner?

Averyll adores bondage from a skilled hand. He likes to be the one restrained. 

What does Tav consider “cheating”? 

Lying about any kind of connection, but especially an emotional one. Anything is on the table as long as consideration and communication are maintained. 

What spells does Tav use during sex (i.e. “silence” because they are too loud)

He doesn’t really have any spells that are good during sex. Though Astarion makes use of grease quite often and Halsin uses his vines. 

Is your Tav into breeding?

No thank you

What makes your Tav absolutely horny?

Dom voice used in public, being commanded, kisses to neck/throat, being held by the throat or finger fucked in the mouth. 

What part of their partner’s body does Tav like the most?

Astarion: His mouth, hands, and his hips

Halsin: His chest, arms, and that fat cock 

What parts of Tav’s body does their partner love the most?

Astarion: round biteable butt and throat

Halsin: all of it is a perfect work of nature

Lights on or off?

We all have dark vision so it's kind of irrelevant, but on. He wants to see and be seen. 

How sensitive are your Tav’s nipples?

Pretty sensitive he likes them being pinched and played with

Does Tav like using sex potions \ spells? (which make them more horny or allow to make more rounds)

Again, that grease spell is pretty clutch. Averyll hasn’t been with too many magic users, but he did enjoy playing those games with the ones he wound up with. He tends to go more for rogues or fighters. 

Does Tav initiate sex more often than their partner?

I’d say it is a pretty even split. They can’t get enough of each other. 

Tav NSFW Questions

Here's a fun little NSFW questionnaire to fill out for your Tav!

What is your Tav’s sexuality/orientation preference?

What are their biggest ‘NOs’ they will never consider doing during sex?

Are they a Top/Bottom/Switch?

Favorite Position?

Do they prefer giving or receiving? 

Tits or Ass?

How experienced is your Tav?

Do they have any traumas around sex? 

Do they have any taboo kinks?

Would they want a polyamorous relationship? 

How do they feel about voyeurism? And would they do it?

How big is your Tav’s sex drive?

How many rounds can they last?

What is their aftercare like?

What lingerie does Tav wear?

Double penetration?

Least likely person they’d ever consider themselves sleeping with.

How long since their last sexual encounter?

Ok with period sex?

Are they loud or quiet during sex?

Alright with Dub-con/CNC? Role Playing? 

Are they more serious at the moment? Are they humorous? 

If your Tav has a vagina, do they like anal?

Does your Tav want other people in a relationship? 

How well groomed are they? Shaved completely? Does the carpet match the drapes? Etc.

What is your Tav’s favorite place to have sex?

What about quickies?

Would Tav like to participate in orgy?

Would Tav like to use gags?

Soft and slow or hard and rough?

What’s their favorite toy?

Does your Tav have sexual fantasies?

Is there a companion they would sleep with but not want to date and why?

Can your Tav not have sex for a long period?

Who was your Tav’s first sexual experience?

Blood kink?

Spanking?

Will they want to have sex during pregnancy?

What was the worst moment your Tav felt lust?

What is your Tav’s class and how does it affect their sexual life?

How naughty are they? Does Tav like to tease?

What is your Tav's safe word?

Does your Tav like oral? Giving or receiving

Does your Tav like handjobs? Giving or receiving

Does Tav like bondage? Being tied up or tying up your partner?

What does Tav consider “cheating”? 

What spells does Tav use during sex (i.e. “silence” because they are too loud)

Is your Tav into breeding?

What makes your Tav absolutely horny?

What part of their partner’s body does Tav like the most?

What parts of Tav’s body does their partner love the most?

Lights on or off?

How sensitive are your Tav’s nipples?

Does Tav like using sex potions \ spells? (which make them more horny or allow to make more rounds)

Does Tav initiate sex more often than their partner?

Thanks to @spacebarbarianweird @rachelle-on-the-run @bunnidarling @marcynomercy for having fun and putting this together. Tagging @astariongf @tallymonster @satanicspinosaurus @lumienyx @elora-the-slutty-songstress

[jameui]

SPECIAL PRESENT 2

Requested

part 1 | part 2 | part 3

PAIRING: Sugar Daddy!Jung Yunoh x College Student!M!Reader (featuring: Bestfriend!Lee Jeno)

GENRE: Fluff, Smut

WARNINGS: Unprotected intercourse, huge age gap, a lot of IMPORTANT flashbacks (i think), daddy kink, sex toys, overstimulation

SUMMARY: You were a striving student in Resonance High and had perfect records. Besides your devotion to your education, you were also gifted with a talent. All these stuffs making your sugar daddy, Jaehyun, proud of you, so he decided to give you a night you won't forget.

He gave Jeno an acknowledging nod for looking out for you for him and carried your smaller body with your legs wrapped around his waist like you were an eight year old. "You asleep, baby?" You buried your head on the crook of his neck and shook them 'no'. "Alright. Cause I don't want dinner going to waste." He made you giggle while you hugged his body tighter that were hanging over his shoulders.

He pulled the door to the passenger's seat and gently seats you down on the comfy chair. He closed the door for you before moving to his side of the car. The driver's. He got inside and made himself comfortable, just as you were putting on your seatbelt. "Are we good to go?"

"Yeap. I'm starving already." You said patting your tummy.

He chuckled with his deep voice that you always find so hot and fascinating. "Were you practicing 'til the late night, again?" He asked you, concern lingering on the tone of his voice.

"Yeah. I stayed with Jeno, though. He was a better mentor, in full honesty." You pouted. "Ah, right. The mentor told me I made him proud." You said like a puppy who was complimented by their owner.

"He did, huh?" He said, before he raised his hand from the steering wheel and patted your head. "I'm more proud of you." You smiled and felt all your insides go giddy as you wiggled cutely on your seat.

You drove through houses and past buildings before you arrived at the older man's house. You were in your first year of college when you ran away from your family's house and moved to a more far off place, somewhere they wouldn't be able to track you down. To support yourself, you rented a room in a boarding house, but had to eventually leave due to you having not enough money to pay for the rent. You tried so hard looking for a job and you did, but it didn't last long. Although, you were paid a good amount of money that helped you with your house renting and food. Of course, you found a very unstable job again, but was fired for your poor performance. Yet again, you were forced to leave the the place you rented and even thought of actually working at a gay bar. Not until you stumbled upon, your now bestfriend, Jeno who offered you a shared room with him in his apartment, which you gladly took.

Jeno was one of your coworkers that you never really got to interact with, so seeing now that he's your roommate, you had to eventually get to know him more and you two grew closer together, becoming the best of friends that you two are now. It was quite coincidental that you two were studying at the same university, so it was a shock for the both of you. You two were roommates 'til the end of your first year, when you met Jaehyun on that faithful day, who was generous enough to invite you to live under the same roof as him. At first, you were very hesitant, but with the agreement he had set between you two, who were you to refuse? Like you said before, you were only up for it because of the money and pleasure.

"Daddy?" You called out to him. In the agreement, you were free to call him anything you wanted if you two were in public, but when it's just the two of you, that nickname should be the one used AND only that. He hummed in reply as his eyes never left the rear view mirror, parking the car in the garage. "Do you ever... er, I know it's a very unnecessary question, but..." You chuckled with hurt on your voice. "... Do you ever get tired of me?"

Jaehyun didn't say anything after he had parked the car. You two only sat there, Jaehyun turning the car engine off, then sighed. "Baby, listen." You were once about to speak again, but he cut you off. "I want to tell you something." The tone in his voice made your heart beat faster, more scared than that recent experience at the dance studio. He held your hand, your eyes falling on them before trailing them up to Jaehyun's who was looking deeply into your E/c orbs. "Don't think of it badly, but a few days into the relationship, I really did thought I wish I shouldn't have met you."

And there it goes. The heartbreak you had always deserved, but his hold on your hand never loosened, rather it tightened and his eyes softening when he noticed your eyes start to prick with tears. "I said, don't think badly about it, M/n."

"How could I not when you're literally breaking my heart?!"

"Baby, let me explain." Jaehyun told you, you letting out a huff.

"Then, explain and if you want to end all this, then just say so. I don't want to get my hopes up." You whined and crossed your arms.

Jaehyun chuckled. "Before I met you, I was always on my desk. Every single day, thinking of nothing, but only work." You side eyed him and huffed, again. "But, now that you're here, you're the only person filling up that space in my mind. All I could ever think of was you and only you. Your smile, your sweet giggles, the way your voice sounded so angelic when you sing, everything about you spiraled in my head, neverending." He softly told you, putting a hand on your thighs that was clothed with the long pants you wore. "You never came to me as just a responsibility anymore. You were my top, number 1, only priority. Now, I regret ever thinking like that."

"Stop, you're gonna make me cry." You shoved your hand on his face to shut him up, to which the older resorted to tickling you. You bursted into fits of laughter not stopping until you two were finally out of breathe. Your eyes locked with each other, your chest heaving up and down, Jaehyun still yet to stop from his chuckling. Once his chuckling died down, you couldn't contain it in yourself anymore and hungrily pressed your lips on his, moving to his side of the car to straddle his thighs.

Jaehyun was taken by surprise from your sudden action, but replied quite faster than you thought. His hands slid down to your ass, kneading it through your pants making you moan in pleasure, Jaehyun using this as a chance to slip his tongue inside your wet cavern mixing his saliva with yours as he danced with your tongue, taking dominance very easily.

His hands went further up your body, sending tingles down your spine making you shudder in your place. He pulled away from your lips, a string of a transparent liquid connecting both of you, whilst his dark brown eyes gazing at you with nothing, but lust deep within those orbs that stared into your soul. "You look so sexy, baby." He told you, before he sloppily placed wet kisses on your jaw, down to your neck making sure to leave hickeys that will be visible for days. The contact of his soft lips on your skin made you sigh shakily from the pleasure he was giving you. He caressed your soft skin from under your large shirt and found its way up to your erect nipples that he always fondly played with whenever you found yourselves in this same exact situation.

An unconscious loud, high pitched noise came out of your mouth, Jaehyun swelling with pride as he smirked, teeth grazing the supple flesh of your neck. "D-daddy.. Mmnh~" You hummed out in pleasure, your hands tangling themselves on Jaehyun's unkempt hair, your head completely empty, but the thought of how the man made you feel so good. "Daddy~"

The way the nickname rolled out your tongue in a very sensual way, earned you a growl from the older male before he bit on that sensitive part of your skin making you scream out a loud moan. He licked on that same area, sucking on it while doing so. Your eyes were half lidded when you felt something under you poke your thighs. He was hard.

Teasingly, you traced your fingers over his clothed member and played with the tip to drive him over the edge. "Stop teasing, baby boy. You know what happens to bad boys, right?" He whispered seductively into your ears, his hot breathe hitting your skin briefly, a minty scent filling your nose.

"Yes, daddy." You nodded your head meekly.

"That's a good boy. Now get to work." He ordered you as you moved back towards your seat in a kneeling position and ducking down to become face to face with the male's crotch. Even from now, you still couldn't get over the fact how he was so huge and how long his dick was. You were still yet to learn how this will fit inside of you. "Come on, baby. Time's a wasting."

You nodded your head submissively and reached over the waistband of his sweatpants and peeled them off only to discover that he was bare on the inside, his sweatpants the only thing that kept his bottom half covered. "Did you expect this to happen, daddy?" You smirked, placing kitten licks on the tip of his semi-erect cock. "You're so hot, daddy." You said, looking up at him while you rested your head on his thighs.

"Baby, please." He begged of you, eyes furrowing.

You smirked before you trailed a small lick from his balls up to his tip, making Jaehyun groan throughout the time he entangled in his hand a fistful of your hair. You can't help, but let a moan slip past your tongue as you continued to place kisses on the head of his cock. You glanced up at him only to see him viewing you with so much lust in his eyes. You understood this as a sign to stop your teasing and wrapped your lips around the head of his cock taking in only a few inches that you could fit into your mouth, using your tongue that sent shivers down Jaehyun's spine as he groaned from the pleasure you gave him.

But, this time, you wanted to make him feel better. You wanted to know how far you can go. You were determined to exert yourself to your maximum limit, so you took all of his cock into your mouth, not even bothering how much you choked around his dick when he reached further down your throat. Upon this, Jaehyun howled. He didn't expect you to take him whole, since you were basically only playing with the head of his member, so this was rather unexpected. "That's right, baby. Make daddy feel good."

You helped yourself first to fully adjust to his size, swallowing around him that made your throat tighten causing to send pleasure through Jaehyun's nerves making him groan out in pleasure, hissing out cusses that made your ego swell with pride as you started to bob your head painfully slowly for Jaehyun's liking.

Occasionally you would look up at Jaehyun who had his head tilted backwards, eyes shut, sighing from the familiar sensation you gave him while he let you do your work. He would take his head back down to you, to peer over you who sucked on his dick like it was a lollipop. "Fuck, baby. Faster."

You followed his command and went a little faster, earning a groan from the lust filled male as he started to guide your head. You stilled yourself, giving him the signal that he can go at his own pace. And so he did. But, you didn't expect that he'd fuck your mouth at a very rough pace.

You held onto his thighs to balance yourself, your eyes rolling back from how much you felt good with just your mouth getting fucked by Jaehyun. The older male grunted and laughed darkly whispering a few curses, letting out chains of groans and sighs that he couldn't help from passing his lips.

His pace didn't stop from increasing its speed, until it became an animalistic pace that made tears fall from your eyes, face reddening at how much stimulation he had put on your mouth. "Fuck, fuck! Baby, your mouth feels so good!"

He peeked over you and saw your eyes staring back at him, as you felt his dick grow bigger in size from inside your mouth. Your eyes were both locked together as he continued to buck his hips inhumanely inside your mouth. "M/n~ Ah~" He moaned out your name, but he was still not near to reaching his climax as he continued to let himself fuck your mouth. You were sure your throat will be sore the day after, but you could careless. This felt like heaven to you and you didn't want anything to stop you.

He finally stopped his harsh movements, letting you move at a pace you can handle. You used your tongue to swirl around his cock, making Jaehyun hiss, knitting his eyebrows causing the small creases on his forehead to appear. "Hah..."

To drive him over the edge more, you continued to suck on the sensitive part of his cock, which was the tip that was now leaking with precum. You slid your tongue over the slit of the bulbous tip of his dick, tasting the saltiness of the juice he produced with your help.

He was so over his head, that he let out a loud curse when his phone started ringing. "Don't stop, baby." You complied, his hand intertwining with the strands of your hair. You repeated the routine and got no reaction from the older male, but you can clearly see that he was just trying to restrain himself from letting out a moan. Feeling challenged, you bobbed your head up and down on his dick going faster and faster each time his tip hit the back of your throat.

Jaehyun, who was still on his phone, smirked down at you at how needy you are for his attention. So, he placed his hands back to your hair and singlehandedly pushed you you even further that made you let out a choked out gasp, but gradually grew accustomed to it, after he gave your head one final push, burying his dick inside your mouth thick spurts of his cum travelling down your throat, some dripping down your mouth. He thrusted a few more times to ride out his high before he let you pull away with a loud pop.

He finally hung up the call and caressed your cheeks, leaning in to whisper. "You did great, baby." He smiled down at you and that's how you eventually fell asleep, forgetting about the dinner that Jaehyun had prepared for the both of you.

Nonetheless, Jaehyun fixed himself up and carried you to his room. He laid you down on the soft mattress of the bed, pulling the sheets over your body before he gives your forehead a small lingering kiss. "Sweet dreams, my little angel." He said, then got up to to turn the lights off, happily watching you sleep one last time, before he went downstairs to finish his work.

The morning after, just as expected, you felt a sting on your throat every time you swallowed or even talk making your voice sound hoarse from the sore throat you were having. Jaehyun kept on apologizing, even though you kept on telling him that it was alright and that it wasn't his fault, but he still insisted and promised you to cook your favorite meal for dinner. Knowing the taller male, you knew there was no way around this, so you just gave in and nodded your head. He was also kind enough to let you hide his bite mark.

"I didn't know your voice could go that deep." Jeno teased you, poking the side of your ribs.

You slapped his hands away. "Fuck you." Your voice came out airy and raspy, sound almost like a broken croak, making you sigh. "Gah... I feel like I shouldn't have—ah—done that a day before the performance." You said, wincing when you felt that rising pain on your throat as you rubbed them to try and ease the sting that was fucking killing you.

"Guess, it's good that I don't do the sucking." Jeno chuckled that made you widen your eyes.

"Who—"

"Lee fucking Jeno. AH!" A rather harsh sounding voice, emitted from behind the said male, taking his attention before he smiled.

"Nana! You came!" Jeno opened his arms and ran to the boy, but he was pushed away by him making Jeno pout.

"Shut the fuck up, Jeno." He groaned and pinched the bridge of his nose, sighing. "You gave me this sore throat." He glared at Jeno. "And, of course I came. After you fucking threatened me to—"

"Yeah, yeah. That's enough, Jaemin." Jeno said, covering the person's mouth. Jeno took his hand back as quick as lightning, when Jaemin licked on the palm of his hand, a smirk forming on his face. "Gross!"

Jeno was wiping his hands when you rolled your eyes and held a hand at Jaemin for him to shake. "M/n. L/n M/n. A 'friend' of my friend, is a friend of mine. Nice to meet you." You greeted him, Jaemin chuckling at the same exact situation you were in.

"What a top, huh?" Jaemin said, before he shook your hand. "Na Jaemin. Pleased to meet you." He smiled at you while Jeno pulled both your hands away from each other.

"HEY!"

"No. Just no!" Jeno told you both, while knitting your brows in confusion at him. "Jaemin. You're only mine."

"Of course, he's yours. I don't plan on taking him away from you. I just want to be friends." You said in reply to Jeno's statement who pouted. "Besides, I'm not as handsome as you, Jeno, so I can't compete with you."

"I don't mind cute boys." Jaemin crossed his arms, teasing Jeno and probably you, as well as a blush started to paint your cheeks.

"HEY!" Jeno yelled at Jaemin who rolled his eyes before he gave you a wink and walked off. Jeno glared at you and narrowed his eyes. "Mine. Jaemin's mine."

"Then, take him. Geez Luis, Jeno. I already have my own." You stuck your tongue out at him before you went to the studio to change into the costume you were to wear. You waited for your turn, a makeup stylist approaching you to put make up on you. "Oh." You said and the stylist just smiled and started to dab foundation onto your face that matched your skin tone. She gave you a small amount of blush on, giving you an eyeliner and a dark brown eyeshadow to give your eyes a fiery look to match the concept of your performance.

She immediately packed her things up and moved to another student, you giving her a bow as she left. "Wow, look at you. I didn't even recognize it was you." Jeno teased with his arms crossed across his chest.

You gave him a smile and fiddled with you fingers. "I'm actually feeling really scared right now. But, mostly, I can feel the adrenaline rush running through my veins that I could just scream and run out the stage and dance!" You said in glee, until you realized that you had forgotten telling Jaehyun about your performance. "Oh, no. Da—Jaehyun! I forgot to tell him." You groan and checked your pockets for your phone and remembered you left it at home, since you were to excited to even check yourself. You dejectedly sat down on a chair and whimpered.

"He'll be there, M/n. I can tell." Your mentor told you, when he heard your complaints about forgetting to tell Jaehyun, and you immediately lit up and hugged the person.

"Thank you!" You expressed your gratitude, getting the idea of what he meant. You pulled away from him with a wide smile glued stuck to your face.

"Now, you both need to get changed. The opening's 'bout to start." You and Jeno nod your head and went straight to the wardrobe to get change, seeing only two outfits left on the line.

"Just in time." Their dress stylist both gave them what seemed to be like their costumes that was kept inside a black plastic case with a zipper that attached the layer together.

You made your way to the dressing room, one for you and the other for Jeno. You fit yourself just right into the clothes they have assigned for you to wear. You looked at yourself in the mirror and was shocked to see how good you looked on these clothes you're wearing.

You were fit into a maroon loose silk long sleeved polo, the vertical front of the shirt that attaches it together was replaced with laces that stitched around the holes of your clothes' button hole. The sleeves of your polo went further down, just below your wrist, avoiding it from falling by securing it with a button on the hem of the sleeves. For your lower half, you were given tight fitting slack pants that accentuated the size of your bubble butt with your polo neatly tucked inside the waist of your pants. The length of your pants stopped exactly by your ankle, exposing that uncovered area, the wind tickling your ankles. You wore a closed black shoes that complimented the look. You also wore a display lip ring and earring that completed your look, your whole self changing right before your eyes. The gullible and fun you was no longer there, instead it was replaced with a much more unknown version of yourself.

"Damn, I look fine as fuck." You told yourself as you checked yourself out on the mirror that was placed in the dressing room. "Woah..." You said, tracing your fingers on the outline of your ass.

"M/n. You done in there? We're almost up." Jeno's voice called from the busky studio that snapped you from your thoughts and came out of the dressing room. Jeno's head turn to look at you taking in your new look with a lip bite and a whistle. "Damn, bro. You look so hot."

"Thanks, I guess." You giggled, blushing shyly.

A few more compliments later and your group was being called to move to the venue and be at the backstage to prepare. You just stuck to Jeno the whole time going back to the routine a few times to practice and perfect the dance. Jeno was a good friend to the point where he would always be there by your side whenever you needed him. Even at this time, he never left your side and helped calm you down by offering a bubblegum to you, your mind thinking about nothing, but focusing on chewing the gum. Jeno would always initiate a talk with you making you laugh all the time whenever he made faces or make jokes that weren't even funny making it hard for you not to laugh at.

But, it seemed like all Jeno's work went immediately down the gutter when you felt your nervousness come back at once, when the emcee of the opening program started to introduce you to the stage.

Loud cheers and a round of applause were heard as you made your way to the very spacious stage of the place. Your eyes fell to the crowd, feeling yourself break into cold sweat from all the nervousness you felt. It was too heavy that you couldn't—"Daddy?" You smiled when you saw Jaehyun in the crowd and waved his hand at you when you saw your eyes that was happily looking at him. You subtly waved your hand back at him, to which he smiled at, those deep dimples appearing for you.

You got into your position, which consisted of you lying down on the floor, with your right leg folded up, your knee raised up. You had a cutted satin fabric in your back pocket as a prop for yours and Jeno's solo later. You put your hands over your eyes, as a part of your starting position.

Soon, the music started booming through the speakers and you felt your body get trapped to the rhythm of the song as you felt your hands and legs get overtook by the music as you started to gracefully dance to each beat of the song. Jaehyun, with his phone, proudly deciding to film your whole performance.

The first and second half of the song was just your group synchronized dancing to the choreography of what your mentor had taught you and you leading some part of the dance, until the song made a huge turn to a very sensual groove that had only you and Jeno left on the stage. Your solo, with your partner, Jeno, started and everyone in the crowd whistled and gasped, including Jaehyun who felt a little jealous that it wasn't him with you on that stage.

You started with a freestyle by grinding your hips on the cold newly polished floor of the stage, before you were joined by Jeno who stealthily took the fabric from your pocket and slowly wrapped it around your source of vision. He took your chin to turn your head and face him. One hand, not too tightly held the blindfold up only enough, so it doesn't fall, while the other held the back of your neck turning both of you around, so your back faced the audience and he faced the crowd, smirking before he leaned in close to you and staged to make it look like he bit on your neck, then removing the blindfold from your eyes. Then, ending the performance with you falling down to the floor acting lifeless, while Jeno pretended to wipe his lips.

The audience broke into loud claps and shouting out praises in chorus, while Jeno helped you up to your feet giving him a silent thanks and bowed at the people who was watching your performance. You two walked out of the stage and was greeted with hugs from the students feeling like they made a very big accomplishment from how you made the performance very eye catching. "M/n! You were so great out there!"

"Thanks. Jeno helped me a lot." You said, nudging the older, who only chuckled.

"M/n." Jaehyun's voice grabbed your attention, holding his arms out as he smiled at you. You gave him a wide smile and ran to him hugging him with all your might.

"I'm sorry, I forgot to tell you." You voiced out apologetically, pushing your bottom lip forward into a pout and looked up at him. "Sorry, Jaehyun."

"It's okay, baby." He replied, before leaning into your ear. "Because I'm hoping you kept your promise and that's why I have a surprise for you."

You knew what he meant by that, the reason why you were blushing with your eyes wide open. "I.. er.. Yes, yes." You said, playfully punching on his chest. A week prior to today, you had promised to Jaehyun that if you're performance was successful, you'd finally let him pop your cherry, that's why you're blushing so profusely.

"Then, be ready. I'll be seeing you tonight." He whispered one last time before he kissed your cheeks and excused himself since he was still expected at his work.

The whole day, all you could ever think of was what his surprise was and how he would be able to fit his huge dick inside your ass. It was too impossible, you thought, but you were already feeling just as desperate as the older male. You wanted to know how he felt inside you, how he would fuck you 'til the daylight, how he would break your mind and fuck you until you forget your own name. Just the thought of it made you go crazy as you slapped your cheeks and sighed. "Fuck..."

You felt a presence sat themself beside you giving a loud sigh. "So, I'm guessing you're gonna stay up whole night, huh?" It was Jaemin.

You whipped your head at him and looked at him like he was some type of witch or future teller. "How'd you..."

"Gut feeling." Jaemin said.

You didn't know what you signed up for in that time, until today.

It was currently quarter to seven and you were now at the front of the doorstep, not even bothering to say a word. You could only blink your eyes several times, swallowing the large lump that formed in your throat. You let out a deep breathe and was about to put your hand on the knob when the door let out a soft creak and caught sight of Jaehyun who was dressed in nothing, but his boxer shorts. Your hands didn't left the air as you continued to stare up at him, before your eyes fell down his toned abs that were nothing compared to your flabby stomach. "M/n, baby! You're just in time." He smiled at you, but you were still as nervous as ever. Your eyes never left from taking in the view right in front of your eyes, admiring how much his body was so sexy, licking your lips as your eyes fell down his shorts. "M/n."

Your head snapped up towards him, finally out of your train of thoughts. "Yes, daddy?"

"I left your present on the bed, baby. Go check it out." He told you as you did what you were told and moved upstairs to your shared bedroom and saw a pink colored paper bag on top of the bed. You looked at Jaehyun hesitantly, who gave you a smirk and nodded his head up once to the bag to tell you that you should open it. So, you did. And didn't expect to see all sorts of 'toys' inside them.

"D-daddy... these all are..." You managed to let out, these only few words getting the chance to leave your mouth. Your hands trembled, not because you were scared, mainly because you can already feel yourself start to melt and the desperation to just submit to him already.

You felt a pair of arms wrap themselves around you loosely, Jaehyun's hot breathe hitting your neck. He pressed his lips down to your neck and placed kisses that trailed down to your exposed shoulder due to the large shirt you wore that was barely hanging on your shoulders. You tilt your head to the side, giving him more access to your neck as he started to nip on the skin. "Fuck, baby boy." He whispered into your ear, licking your lobe making you sigh in pleasure, as he started to grind his hard on against your ass.

"Ah... daddy.." You moaned out from the feeling of his clothed member on your butt.

He never ceased his movements until he saw your hands still holding onto the bag, his smirk growing wider. "I'll let you pick two, baby and it'll be our special tool for tonight. How's that sound?" He seductively asked you, his lips grazing the back of your ear.

You weakly nodded your head and checked the contents of the paper bag. You were too clouded with the thought of getting pleasured by the older man that you took out whatever you could take in your hand. The chosen items made Jaehyun smirk. "Good choice, baby boy." He moved away from you, already missing the heat his body radiated against yours. He took the bag away from the bed and threw it somewhere in the corner of the room and took the toys you had in your hand. "I gotta say, you have good taste, M/n." He said. "Strip." His voice fell an octave deeper making your knees buckle from his dominating demeanor.

[pcrfectstorms]

okay, so i want to talk a little about eddie munson’s relationship to sex and his sexuality, since i haven’t really addressed it beyond his obvious queerness. tw for SA mention && general nsfw

given the time period, ‘queer’ in the way we use it today wasn’t super commonly used, the reclamation of the word was pretty much in its infancy, and for the most part was still largely used as a slur, so while eddie will crack jokes to those he’s close too and trust about being a queer, it’s not really how he’d self identify his sexuality. he is pansexual, but while pansexual was used in the 80′s wasn’t super commonly used, and more so used within the kink and leather communities. so eddie, if pushed would shrug and tell you he’s gay or whatever, he likes both, doesn’t discriminate, likes to keep his options open --you get the idea. he’s more a vibes over gender type person, but definitely has more crushes on boys.

so what you gotta know is hawkins eddie, and Indianapolis eddie is two very different persona’s, in the city he is much more confident and flirty, and openly queer (in safe spaces), he can put on his persona and be the very best version he wishes he could always, but eddie is a flirt naturally, so while he is more sure of himself in indy, boy will flirt regardless.

most of what he’s learned about sex, has been with the men he met in gay clubs in indianapolisis, he got a fake ID when he was 16, as soon as he could drive and started going into the city, at first it was dive bars and punk scene type venues, and eventually he learned about club 21, and stated to explore the gay scene as a baby queer who had limited experience with men or women. most of his experience were with much older men, who sweet talked him, and took advantage of naivety pushing his limits beyond what he was comfortable with. Almost all of his sexual experiences with older men haven’t been favourable, and the consent has been questionable at best, and down right absent in other cases.

eddie is vers, however given his bad experience in the past, he will say he’s a top, in order to protect himself and avoid getting hurt again, if he’s the one calling the shots it has to go in his favour, right? he does have an interest in kink and BDSM, although he isn’t super well versed on things, since his limited experience comes from older ‘dominant’ tops, and while he has had at least one good experience with a guy who was only 4 years his senior, who taught him all about safe words, and traffic light code, and even taught him some shirbari, which he is super fascinated by.

he is vaguely aware of hanky code, and queer flagging, he knows as much in that wearing it in his back pocket signals to fellow queers he is queer, but not so much in the in depth knowledge that wearing a black one in his left pocket means he’s flagging as an S&M top, however close to the truth that may be, it’s purely coincidental. but when someone points that out to him in indy, he goes along with it, and finds it a little funny since, he’s only really bottomed at this point.

as far as his gender presentation and identity goes, he’s cis-ish, but very much gender non-conforming, metalhead fashion has a lot of cross over with queer fashion and i think that’s super important to take note of, w.a.s.p which, eddie has a pin of so clearly is a fan’s style was very much gender nonconforming, and then you have the lead singer of Judas Priest, Rob Halford,  an openly gay man (although closeted at the time in ‘86) who had HUGE influence on metal fashion and pushing the boundaries of gender fuckery in fashion, eddie is absolutely influenced by him, by bowie, by elements of hair metal style and punk too, all of which have an over arching theme of gender nonconformity, so to eddie, call him a boy, a girl, anything in between and he literally wouldn’t give a shit, he’s an any pronouns kinda bitch and i love that for him.

[kissandmakeout]

Warning : NSFW (Not Safe For Work / 18+ / Adult or mature content)

Small intro :

Hi.

Thanks for visiting my page. My fandoms are AyakashiRR, Harry Potter, PPGZ, Mystic Messenger, Ikémen Revolution/Vampire + more.

I have several accounts but each of them is dedicated to a different fandom. This one will be dedicated to Ayakashi Romance Reborn.

Requests, Asks, questions :

I don't like sharing personal information publicly, so if you have questions related to me and not to stories or ARR, then please mention them in DMs, not in Ask. I do not guarantee that I'll reply to any kind of question. If I deem it too personal and out of my comfort zone, I'll kindly let you know.

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About the NSFW :

Yes, as you can see, this account is exclusively NSFW-themed. All the stories will contain sex, and I do only sex roleplays (I may possibly make some exceptions from time to time if someone really wishes to make a roleplay that contains no NSFW). However, expect me to make it romantic smut, no matter the kinks included.

I accept to add any legal kinks/fetishes to the roleplays. Absolutely any legal sexual preferences. But for the stories, on the other hand, it might be different since they will be public. I will always put warnings at the beginning of a story to make sure everyone knows if they will be comfortable with its content, but there are some limits for what's public.

And I accept threesomes, too. Even foursomes, or more, if you request. However, I'd like to add that I'm not good at writing gay/yaoi stories, so I will only write stories with a Female!Reader unless you request otherwise.

Let me know if you want a specific character to be a top/dominant or bottom/submissive.

A few last warnings :

I do not guarantee that you will always get an immediate reply during roleplays. Sometimes, one roleplay could take multiple days to finish because I might reply only from time to time (this depends on how busy I am). I will make sure to participate and add long/detailed replies nevertheless, as long as you do the same. However, if you do not put your heart into the roleplay, then I will notice and point it out. A lack of effort from my roleplay partner could lead me to ending it sooner or without getting it finished. If you are not having fun, then please just say it, but do not make it a waste of time for the both of us.

My second warning is that I haven't read all of the routes in Ayakoi yet. I haven't read any of the Night Faction routes, and I haven't read Koga/Kuya/Oji's routes either. Thus, I do not know everything about those characters' lives and pasts. However, I'll do my best to get their personalities right. (Although, all of my Oneshots' main focus will be NSFW/smut, so I won't need to know that much about the characters anyway. However, if you request a story with one of the characters whose routes I haven't played, then feel free to tell me some information about their route if you wish for me to add it to the Oneshot).

I have read all of the other routes, though.

The end :

That's all for now. Feel free to ask or request anything, any time. Thank you for reading everything, I hope you'll get entertainment out of my content.

[grittyreadsfic]

very curious about the new brand of homophobia but also totally respect you not wanting to elaborate?

time is a circle and everything always comes back to people reinventing the wheel except this time the wheel is just homophobia

and you might be asking yourself: grits, we're largely here reading and writing queer stories, how could that be homophobic?

well!

it's not every fic, and it's not every ship, and it's not every writer. you might read what i'm saying and recognize an action you've done and maybe that means what i'm saying applies to you, or maybe it doesn't. this is the internet and it's full of nuance and this isn't a clear cut thing about someone just straight up using a slur (though hrpf did make me read the r slur with no ableism warnings in the last year, so honestly i wouldn't be surprised)

anyway: there's a trend i've noticed, in writing and just in how the community treats the player overall, that if a player displays any "feminine" trait-being on the smaller side, dressing in a nicer outfit, doing more than just basic hygiene, basically anything that distinguishes them from the stereotype of your basic bro-they take that player and make them a bottom. they turn it into an identity that is basically their whole identity and reduce the character to just that one trait.

and you know, there's a time and place. i've said it once and i'll say it again: if something exists, there's porn for it. if it's just porn? whatever, tag it appropriately, do what you gotta, i'm not here to kinkshame anyone. you wanna write force fem porn? sick, go for it

however, when it goes past that-when it's not just porn but it shapes how characters are written, how it influence the perspective on the players-or because this isn't unique to hockey fic, the characters in general-that's where my issue lies

because it's reducing queer identities down to a stereotype. this is inherently homophobic. it's worse than that, actually, because of the issues that arise with that stereotype too when you look at it through an intersectional lens, but that's a whole other can of worms that is for another post.

right, so, this stereotype: the "feminine" guy is a bottom (and like, not to be crude, but i'd argue that for some characters it reduces them further to simply a hole) and it turns the ship into a caricature of queer representation that reminds me way too much of the really limited mlm ships we saw in media ten, fifteen years ago-it feels like someone's about to ask who's the man in the relationship, and who's the woman. and sure, plenty of queer people have preferences about topping and bottoming, and i'm sure for some people it is a part of their personality, but like. i'm seeing characterizations of players getting reduced down to that and nothing else and it just makes me tired.

this becomes a problem when it's widespread. when it shapes entire views of characters or players or, fuck, carries over to how you view the real live gay people in your life.

anyway i was told i should give actual examples of what i mean so here are some of those:

-every smaller usndtp kid is automatically written as a slutty, bratty bottom, generally because of the kind of derogatory side of the stereotypes around twinks. these ones gets reduced to just a hole pretty quick, and like, again, if you're just writing porn, sure, go for it, but it's starting to become to full personality that people are giving them

-i've actually stopped reading tknp fic that isn't by authors i trust or is a fic i've read and liked previously because hrpf people took all the trans people projecting their gender onto summer nolan and essentially force femmed his character both like. in sex and outside of it? i don't know how else to describe it except i kept reading it and it just felt homophobic. it felt reductive and insulting, honestly

-some of you are here just to fetishize mlm and that's really not my business but you might want to unpack that idk

anyway the tldr of it all is that y'all turned top and bottom into secondary genders and there's a lot homophobia (and honestly, some transphobic implications as well lmao) because of it

[acloudofsparklingdust]

As someone who has been very deep in fandom stuff and has gotten out of the disgusting aspects of it, I wanted to make an overview of the most obvious aspects that are problematic with ABO dynamics, because I only ever see being against ABO treated as a "preference" issue within fandom, when I think it is a political/societal issue. People only ever want to hear the most comfortable point of view on a subject, no one likes looking too deeply into fandom because it is often people's escape from reality. I too use fandom as escapism, but there are lines that shouldn't be crossed, there is a limit after which fandom can become unhealthy, and instill unhealthy ideas within already vulnerable people.

To anyone outside of my followers who might read this, I want to clarify that this analysis comes from the perspective of a lesbian who's tired of misogyny and homophobia in fandom.

So getting down to a basic view of it, a lot of ABO is set in m/m ships, in order to add either mpreg to the mix, or create a heterosexual-adjacent parallel within a same sex ship. It also uses alpha/omega dynamics as an equivalent to top/bottom, and by extension equates top/bottom to dom/sub, as the alphas are always burly, sometimes even mean, evil, dark, and the omegas are pathetic waifs, who only ever bottom, who only ever serve. This is homophobic. This is normalizing the idea that all homosexual relationships are devious or fetishistic.

My main qualms with the mpreg aspect... Mpreg is used to basically remove any need for women in fandom, and it truly shows how fandom just sees women as breeding machines/wives/mothers, so unnecessary they even take away the ability to reproduce from them, giving it over to men, so they don't have to bother writing female characters at all. These men have fully functional male anatomy, but also somehow a working uterus somewhere in the mix, which is just fantastical, but still, these are fully male characters. (Pointing it out because it will be relevant later on).

Both of these examples (mpreg and using alpha/omega as both top/bottom and dom/sub) tie into what I mentioned about the need to fit same sex relationships into heterosexual roles. You know what couples can reproduce? Male and female couples. Aka heterosexual/opposite sex attracted couples. When you take a gay ship, with same sex attracted individuals, and push them into "able to impregnate" and "able to be impregnated" boxes, you are trying to assimilate a homosexual couple into a heterosexual one, and that normalizes that only couples who can reproduce are worthy of telling stories about.

I've talked about m/m ships because they are the overall prevalent ships in most fandoms, and definitely the most common in ABO dynamics alternative universe fanfiction. However, when ABO is applied to f/f ships, something even more perverse can be observed: often, the alpha female characters are granted a penis. At this point there is no hiding that basically ABO f/f fanfiction is actually f/m fanfiction, wherein one of the characters (the alpha) is actually male, with breasts to go along with a fetishistic, unrealistic view of supposedly f/f relationships. This leads to plenty of heterosexual sex flooding the f/f tags. This leads to the idea that lesbians enjoy penis. It leads to the idea that they need penis in order to have fulfilling relationships, with "breeding" kinks, with pregnancy. Like in m/m fanfic, the alpha character has fully functioning male genitalia, even if they might present breasts.

I don't think it needs to be said that fandom often fetishizes and oversexualizes gay ships. That's already fucked up obviously, but at least outside of ABO, usually the fanfiction is actually homosexual. Through ABO fanfiction homosexual relationships are assimilated into heterosexual ones, and we're supposed to let it slide because of... Why?

The alpha/omega stuff translates into fucker and fucked, one must be the one who "wears the pants" in the relationship, one must be submissive, quiet, subservient.... Aka basic heterosexist bullshit.

This particular fanfiction trope teaches young impressionable gay people that the correct way for them to be is actually heterosexual, and it teaches heterosexual people reading fanfic that actually gay people are totally interested in opposite sex genitalia which is just... Not true. It also teaches women we are unimportant, replaceable. It takes pregnancy, this aspect of womanhood which has historically been used to oppress us, keep us down, keep us quiet and subservient... And normalizes that men could go through that too. It coopts our struggles. So you get a barrage of abortion fics, of teen pregnancy fics, of dangerous pregnancy situation fics... And they're all about men. Not a single woman with a speaking role in sight. Maybe they'll have a daughter, though, so the alpha gets to be overprotective, and they get to be seen as soft dads, and she gets to have no autonomy or personality... Bc what woman ever does?

TLDR; ABO is both homophobic and misogynistic/sexist. Drop that gross shit.

[gameofdrarry]

Wizards Hearts Recs: Healer!Draco

Wizards Hearts was a four-month-long Drarry reading fest. Players were given a playing deck of 52 tropes, and were asked to find 52 different fics to read and comment on to fill their decks. To prevent the same few fics from being read, fics were restricted to only being used for the game three times before being considered ineligible for further points. The tropes and submissions list can be found here.

Check out the masterlist of fics for this trope below the cut!

📜 The Four Doors by fluxweed Rated:  Explicit Words:  48845 Tags: Mind Healer Draco Malfoy, Legilimency (Harry Potter), Memory Loss, Memory Magic, Sexual Fantasy, Masturbation, Power Imbalance, Auror Harry Potter, Dubious Consent Due To Identity Issues, Dubious Consent Due To Patient/Healer Dynamic, Mind Fucking (Literally), Not Epilogue Compliant, Harry Potter Epilogue What Epilogue | EWE Summary:  It’s been four months since Harry lost his memory. Four months of dead ends and no answers. With time running out until his memories are gone for good, Harry agrees to a course of Legilimency therapy with a renowned specialist: Mind Healer Draco Malfoy. ❤️ Read on AO3

📜 Where The Falcons Fly by MyNameIsThunder Rated:  Mature Words:  283177 Tags: Healer Draco Malfoy, Seeker Harry Potter, Quidditch, accidental magic, Blood and Injury, Not Epilogue Compliant, It's Not Paranoia If They're Really Out To Get You, Post-Hogwarts, Scars, Secret Relationship, Slow Burn, Whump, POV Third Person Limited, Mutual Pining, Power Couple, Major Character Injury, Minor Character Death, Eventual Fluff Summary:  Where the Falcons fly, there’s blood. Where Draco goes, there usually is too. That’s his job, after all – heal morons and the people who get in their way. He could deal with that, he thinks, if only there wasn’t Harry fucking Potter, Seeker, who gets injured a lot even by the Falcons’ standards and seems to have made a habit of inserting himself in Draco’s private life. Draco just wants to heal people – normal people, that is – and do his research in peace. Well, when does he ever get what he wants? ❤️ Read on AO3

📜 A Better Kind of Love by MalenkayaCherepakha Rated:  Explicit Words:  25768 Tags: Harry Potter Epilogue What Epilogue | EWE, Post-Hogwarts, Quidditch Player Harry Potter, Healer Draco Malfoy, St Mungo's Hospital, Hospitals, discussion of injuries, Broken Bones, Injury Recovery, Skele-Gro, Physical Therapy, Nightmares, Enemies to Friends to Lovers, Getting Together, Quidditch, Masturbation, Rimming, Shower Sex, Locker Room Sex, Semi-Public Sex, H/D Erised 2020 Summary:  Harry, along with the rest of the Puddlemere United team, is determined that this year will be the year they finally win the Quidditch League Cup. But when a Bludger-induced fall leads to a missed Snitch, broken bones, and an extended stay in St Mungo's, that conviction is put to the test. If Harry wants to have any chance of returning to the pitch this season he has to put all of his faith in his assigned Healer. Which is no easy task when that Healer is Draco Malfoy. ❤️ Read on AO3

📜 Meet Cute by rewmariewrites Rated:  Teen and Up Words:  4203 Tags: Fluff, Mild Hurt/Comfort, St Mungo's Hospital, Hospitals, Healer Draco Malfoy, Auror Harry Potter, POV Draco Malfoy, Pining Draco Malfoy, Harry Potter Epilogue What Epilogue | EWE, Harry is a Little Shit, Banter Summary:  It may be important to note that Draco Malfoy meets the love of his life when he is twenty-five years old. Well. In the spirit of fairness, that statement is both technically inaccurate and incredibly vague. Draco isn’t just twenty-five years old, when he meets the love of his life, he’s also in his fourth year of the Healing Programme at St. Mungo’s, and this isn't actually the first time they've ever met. ❤️ Read on AO3

📜 Don't Waste Your Eyes on Jealous Guys by EvAEleanor Rated:  Mature Words:  9667 Tags: MACUSA | Magical Congress of the United States of America, Auror Harry Potter, Healer Draco Malfoy, Roadtrips, Music, Implied Sexual Content, on the bonnet of a car, Pining, jealous boyfriend, mentions of Abusive Relationship (emotionally and verbally), First Kiss, Ambiguous/Open Ending, Hopeful Ending, Choose Your Own Ending, Touch, hearing, TasteofSmut 2020, First Time, Bittersweet Ending Summary:  For two years now, Harry’s life has been different. Not only does he work in New York City as the Auror liaison to MACUSA on an international murder case, but he’s seen more of Draco Malfoy than he’d ever thought possible. Working with him, and spending time with him after work. During all of this time, Harry has watched Draco going back to his shitty boyfriend over and over again. The worst thing about all of this, he’d fallen in love with him. Maybe there’s hope for Harry though. Maybe for just one night... ❤️ Read on AO3

📜 All is NOT well... by iStiz Rated:  Mature Words:  65500 Tags: HP: EWE, Not Epilogue Compliant, Slow Build, Enemies to Friends to Lovers, Hermione Granger & Harry Potter Friendship, Healer Draco Malfoy, Quidditch, Angst, Fluff, Fluff and Angst, Physical Abuse, Past Child Abuse, Depression, Substance Abuse, Rehabilitation, Cuddling & Snuggling, Mild Sexual Content, vague sexual content, Happy Ending Summary:  The war may be over but all is NOT well. Harry feels lost, the Ministry is still trying to control him, his friendships with Ron is rocky at best, he doesn't sleep enough, and then there's Draco Malfoy. Things haven't turned out quite the way Harry expected them to, but at least he still has Hermione to help him (and maybe some new friends if he can trust letting them into his life). ❤️ Read on AO3

📜 Harry Potter and the elusive day off by pleasebekidding Rated:  Explicit Words:  71753 Tags: Sleep disorders, Harry Potter Epilogue What Epilogue | EWE, Implied/Referenced Child Abuse, in all honesty this has a bunch of pain, problematic therapist/patient stuff, mind healer!draco, auror!Harry, no seriously the therapist/patient stuff is super problematic but welcome to fanfic, Child Abuse Summary:  Auror Potter needs a fucking break. He is wiped. He is exhausted. He probably didn't intend to put himself into a magical coma but these things happen. And who cares, really? He is comfortable in a house where he has hidden away all the shit he can't deal with. Guaritore Christopher Black is an exceptional psychiatrist with a specialisation in sleep disorders. He is also Draco Malfoy in a Glamour. Minister Hermione Granger knows the dangers and the complications, but she needs her best friend back. ❤️ Read on AO3

📜 oxygen by MaesterChill Rated:  Teen and Up Words:  4065 Tags: Healer Draco Malfoy, Auror Harry Potter, Post-Hogwarts, Smoking, Cigarettes, Talking, Breathing, Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder - PTSD, Minor Character Death, A Kiss, Fanart, POV Second Person Summary:  Draco doesn’t smoke. Except when he needs to breathe. ❤️ Read on AO3

📜 Indebtedness by RecIt_Ralph Rated:  Teen and Up Words:  50685 Tags: HP: EWE, Healer Draco Malfoy, Auror Harry Potter, Slow Build, Fluff and Angst, forgiving Harry, Chaptered, My First Fanfic, Swearing, Snark, Eventual Happy Ending, Second Chances, Getting to Know Each Other Summary:  Of all the Healers in all of St Mungo's - why does Harry always end up with Malfoy? ❤️ Read on AO3

📜 Best Laid Plans by CreateImagineWrite Rated:  Explicit Words:  10105 Tags: Marriage Proposal, Lust Potion/Spell, Secret Relationship, Anal Sex, Established Relationship, Barebacking Summary:  He hadn’t intended to be fully clothed with Harry naked at this point, or to have just made him take an antidote to a poison or have had to Incarcerus him to the bed. But they’ve never had a very normal relationship anyways. And damn him if he’s going to let Ginevra Weasley get in the way of him marrying this man. Fourshot. ❤️ Read on AO3

📜 Iustitia & Prudentia by skeptique Rated:  Explicit Words:  36302 Tags: Graphic Depictions of Violence, Harry Potter Epilogue What Epilogue | EWE, Post-Hogwarts, Post-War, Auror Harry Potter, Healer Draco Malfoy, Bisexual Harry Potter, Gay Draco Malfoy, Redeemed Draco Malfoy, Mental Health Issues, Everyone is going to Therapy, Taking their Meds, Calling Their Person, Slow Burn, Procedural That's Fairly Light on the Procedural Part, Canon Content Warnings Apply, brief discussion of infertility, Implied/Referenced Child Abuse, Discussion of Ongoing Food Related Issues, Implied/Referenced Homophobia, Canon Typical Violence, Kidnapping, Confinement, Pansexual Theo Nott, Case Fic, Mystery, Draco Malfoy in Glasses, Minor Character Death Summary:  Draco Malfoy’s entire life fell apart after the War. He’s putting it back together as best he can with what is available to him. But Harry keeps interfering and won’t leave him alone. When he agrees to be an Auror consultant to help Harry, is it more than he bargained for? The world shifted under Harry Potter’s feet and he found himself lost and purposeless. He anchors himself in uncovering the truth about a dangerous pureblood terrorist group. Is Draco the key to solving these crimes, or is he a distraction? ❤️ Read on AO3

📜 To Do No Harm by Lokifan Rated:  Explciit Words:  58114 Tags: Post-Hogwarts, HP: EWE, Quidditch, Getting Together, Getting Back Together, Hurt/Comfort, Recovering From The War And Becoming Better People, Quidditch Player Harry Potter, Healer Draco Malfoy, Community: hd_erised, Break Up Summary:  Draco hadn’t planned to end up as team Healer for the Chudley Cannons, but it’s a Healer job, so he’ll take it - and then Potter shows up, the glorious centre-of-attention Seeker, as ever. And someone with a grudge is sabotaging Quidditch teams, and it’s only a matter of time before the Aurors’ eyes turn to Draco. ❤️ Read on AO3

📜 To Prove We're Not in a Rut by gracerene Rated:  Explicit Words:  2140 Tags: Established Relationship, Post-Hogwarts, Healer Draco, POV Harry Potter, Bottom Harry, Anal Sex, Anal Fingering, Wall Sex, well it's actually against a door, Top Draco, Bottom Harry Potter, Top Draco Malfoy Summary:  Draco and Harry are not in a rut. Draco sets out to prove it. ❤️ Read on AO3

📜 Tell Me the End at the Beginning by harryromper Rated:  Teen and Up Words:  36591 Tags: Harry Potter Epilogue What Epilogue | EWE, Post-Hogwarts, St Mungo's Hospital, Healer Draco Malfoy, Auror Harry Potter, Auror Hermione Granger, Christmas, Christmas Tree, Enemies to Friends to Lovers, Christmas Presents, Christmas Decorations, 25 Days of Harry and Draco, Food Hall Turkeys, Advent Calendar, Healer Luna Lovegood, Kreacher, Minor Neville Longbottom/Ginny Weasley, Yule Logs, Misheard Christmas carols Summary:  St Mungo’s is the last place anyone wants to spend the festive season. Harry finds himself there anyway. Or: Harry's an Auror suspended from duty, Malfoy's wearing the hell out of three-piece suits, Hermione is entirely over everything, and Kreacher just wants to be left alone to decorate for Christmas. ❤️ Read on AO3

[a-lawless-son-among-hate]

so, here's a quick sketch of Floyd and Pope sharing a tender moment. under the cut, there'll be an NSFW alphabet list of what they're like. ;)

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

Floyd - once he catches his breath, he goes to the bathroom to take a piss. after flushing, he's basically the sweetest person you ever consented to: offering you a drink of water, cuddling you, and so on. he's basically your grandpa hippie redneck.

Pope - knowing that he wants to be much better than his brother, he can cuddle you back. his basic philosophy is that some acts of kindness (and even killing for a job) are better than hate.

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

Floyd - for himself, Floyd's favorite body part is his asshole. you might feel weirded out since he's an old man, but he'll reassure you that he's gonna enjoy it. for you, Floyd's favorite body part is the belly. he can lay his head against it if he feels like it.

Pope - for himself, like his great-great grandpappy, it's the hands that make you turned on. for you, Pope's favorite body part is your nipples. even when they're not aroused, he can play with them for hours if you're okay with it.

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

Floyd - Floyd can shoot, like, a foot away. so, if you're bottoming, expect a creampie oozing out that he can felch with. if he's bottoming or just jerking off, expect quite the mess from an old hippie redneck.

Pope - he's the type of guy to scoop up cum and lick it up with his fingers. it still kinda makes him hard doing it, though.

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

Floyd - Floyd loves recording himself on video. as a kid, he wanted to be a movie director but with the Sexual Revolution of the 60s and 70s, he realized that the sky is the limit! maybe he can ask you to be featured in his latest sex tape.

Pope - Pope is usually the gentle dom in bed, but sometimes, he can be a bit subby (bottoming/getting pegged, getting rimmed, prostate played, etc.). he's not a masochist, but he just LOVES his hair being pulled. so when he's feeling submissive, he will literally sob when he begs for his hair to be pulled.

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

Floyd - ever since his 20s, Floyd has had a lot of experience being gay, from topping to bottoming. again, he's basically hippie redneck grandpa.

Pope - Pope basically has experience. he can either way at any time. with his partner, a one-night stand with a person from the local dive bar, he's basically average. after working a criminal job, he can go out.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)  

Floyd - Floyd always enjoys a position whenever he lies down on something. he's not the thrust-y type when he tops. when he bottoms, he likes some missionary and when it's the cowboy position, he can ride your dick like there's no tomorrow.

Pope - somewhat similar to his great-great grandpappy, Pope seems to like doggy because of only the anonymity of it. he also likes eye-to-eye positions as well.

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

Floyd - since Floyd's an 80-year-old cowboy hippie traveling from state to state, he's bound to make you grin. he'll tell exciting stories from the time he found out he was gay to participating in a gay bath and he might even tell some funny jokes! but he's quite serious when it comes to bottoming.

Pope - Pope is absolutely serious about the moment. however, if you do something silly, he might do a small chuckle.

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

Floyd - Floyd just lost his pubes not too long ago. if you were a partner who knew he had pubes, it was silver like his hair and beard.

Pope - he trims a little but not too much. who knows? he might have a fetish for someone searching for his cock through his pubes.

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

Floyd - every moment is like an exciting journey through the mountains. each thing he does is what he cherishes until he falls with style. in other words, Floyd's passionate about you.

Pope - Pope is always there for you, either him being the usual dom or whenever he feels like switching for you. however, he gets carried away with how good the physical feeling is.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

Floyd - when you're not around or not in the mood, Floyd might as well masturbate if he's in the mood. also, he can masturbate by humping a pillow if he doesn't feel like stroking.

Pope - during an extremely hot summer day in the South, Pope sometimes strips down to only his undershirt, leaving some air for his dick to "breathe" and just stroke slowly it without going intense or fast. when he's with a partner he likes some frottage or mutual masturbation for foreplay.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

Floyd - Floyd enjoys calling his partner "Daddy", despite him being an old man. if you ask why he'll say to you that he may be old but he's still a young man at heart.

Pope - as said before, he likes some Dom/Sub here and there. Pope also likes some musk from his partner and cock slapping as he's receiving oral.

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

Floyd - he's familiar with the bedroom of his trailer. it's all nice, colorful, small, and even cozy. even the mattress comfortable to move around in.

Pope - anywhere that has a soft surface. if Pope's feeling a bit riskier when bottoming or pegging, he can let you rail him at the back of his truck.

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

Floyd - Floyd seems to get turned on whenever he starts thinking about you wearing his feathered cowboy hat. also, the good ol' gay porn ranging from Bob Mizer to the tapes he made. nothing like clips of naked hunks and twinks posing, right?

Pope - whenever someone compliments him about his glasses, that will definitely turn him to subby mode. when he's in dom mode, he likes you giving body language that you want to submit to him.

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

Floyd - he doesn't approve of anal fisting, so don't ask.

Pope - he doesn't like giving or receiving extreme harm during the moment. he has enough violence to do in his life and that's killing his targets for pay.

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

Floyd - trust me, folks. Floyd has 60+ years of knowing what's it like being gay and he'll give you the best head and rimjob in your life.

Pope - Pope is quite sucky at giving oral so he has a preference for receiving. receiving head is fine, but he loves being rimmed and will ask you to keep doing it for hours.

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

Floyd - he likes it smooth and sensual. again, every moment is a journey.

Pope - Pope is naturally rough in both speeds and he could be rusty being smooth.

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

Floyd - if it's a quickie, then Floyd will have to stick to oral. the full moment requires no clothes and quickies only require unzipping your pants.

Pope - similar to Floyd, Pope does (giving and receiving) blowjobs for a quickie.

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

Floyd - once in a blue moon, Floyd can take you out for some outdoor sex at a national park. although it's rare for you two to be spotted by a ranger, he likes the overall risk of being seen or heard.

Pope - he has his favorite things to do in bed, and it's probably almost the same if you're a bit kinky like him.

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

Floyd - the weed seems to keep Floyd going. to go along with the smooth and sensual part, he likes to draw it a bit.

Pope - there were times he came early than his partner. it's a nuisance, but at least he can try again. if you ask after you two come together, he can do at least three more rounds.

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

Floyd - Floyd owns a variety of dildos from regular ones to vibrating ones he likes to use on himself. how? well, while traveling from state to state, he goes to the nearest sex shop and buys one.

Pope - Pope has one vibrator that he uses to stimulate his cock and one prostate massager to... massage his prostate of course. he has yet to buy toys to use on you, though.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)  

Floyd - to add to the best fellatio he can ever give to you, he can rapidly give you a handjob and edge you for minutes.

Pope - the frottage/mutual masturbation can be enough for you to be teased by him. if Pope is in subby mode he can beg for his hair to be pulled and his prostate to be played with after a five-minute session of jerking each other off.

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

Floyd - his moans are just as sensual as his movements. as he starts to finish, he yelps and grunts and whimpers loudly until he's absolutely finished.

Pope - he likes to give you dirty talk during foreplay. but overall, he has a rich velvety voice as he does you or you do him.

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

Floyd - once at a gay bar, Floyd flirted with someone who assumed he was an outlaw. and back in the day during the 90s, him smoking weed was illegal. quite the coincidence.

Pope - at a restroom stop from a gas station, Pope had sex with a butch-looking prostitute. a month later, he found out that the prostitute was a target as mentioned by an ex of hers who hired him. then, he told the ex, "If you're eager to have her dead, why can't you kill her yourself?" to this day, the prostitute is still alive and well.

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

Floyd - Floyd is definitely ten inches long, so he probably can't go all the way if he tops.

Pope - other than a nice belly and a few redneck-y tattoos he impulsively bought, he's thick and girthy and he knows it.

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

Floyd - he's gay, he's horny, and he has nothing to be ashamed of.

Pope - Pope has a job to do, but that doesn't stop him from jerking off or shagging with a partner.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

Floyd - once Floyd cuddles with you, his eyes soon get droopy until he decides to fall asleep in your arms.

Pope - he stays awake for approximately 15 minutes when he cuddles you and gives you soft kisses. if it's during the day, he'll take a nice naked nap with you. at night, he'll dream a bit until a few hours later he wakes up for a bit and goes into a deep sleep.