#i see this headcanon all the time and have done for years and it grinds on me

[noxexistant]

hi your local real life disabled person is here to critique wider crutchie writing and headcanons again, re: “crutchie hits people with his crutch”

crutches are not strong, especially not modern metal ones. they’re hollow tubes of thin metal with significant weak points all down them where one tube of metal slides into another, and where they bend to accommodate the forearm.

trying to use them as a weapon — applying any force along them rather than down against the tops and handles, ie using them like a bat to hit someone or something — will risk snapping them or bending the thin metal. they’re unwieldy too, they’re heavy and awkward, and pretty much no hit with them is going to cause any genuine damage, especially not broken bones. more likely: the hit will be ineffective, and whoever you’re up against will then have easy access to grab the end of your crutch and wrench it off of you, and then you’re fucked if you, y’know, need it to walk. this also applies if you break it.

crutches are also expensive. they’re about $30 at the absolute cheapest for ones that hurt the most and can cause the most damage, and can go up to $100+ for the more comfortable models intended for daily lifetime use. even the old fashioned wooden crutch that crutchie uses in canon would be very much breakable — it’s a stick of wood — and would be pretty much priceless to him without any resources to get another.

crutchie would almost definitely not use his crutch as a genuine weapon. practically no disabled character would (see also: canes, unless specifically designed for that and reinforced). your mobility aids are an extension of yourself, and you’re not going to put them in any sort of danger when you need them, and that holds even more weight when you know you can’t afford to replace them.

[bg-brainrot]

Sorry to bring the horny but what are your spicy headcanons for Astarion? (Ascended and spawn version)

No need to apologize anon-- this is a safe space for horny 🫰🏽

And ooo I haven't done any spicy headcanons before! I've only done the rogue!Tav ones before, but let me take a crack at it since I definitely have thoughts 🧐

Let's see... Spicy Astarion Headcanons w/GN!Tav (18+ Explicit warning ⚠️ all are set post-personal quest ⚠️ TW: Astarion's trauma)

Spawn Astarion

While he's not wholly comfortable engaging in intimacy for a while, he does enjoy exploring, testing out new ways to touch each other, figuring out what he likes/dislikes. There are stumbles along the way, and his healing journey is naturally not linear, but when he finds a few things he does like, the two of you are all too eager to capitalize on them.

One of those things is how much he enjoys looking into your face as you come. Whether you're in his lap, standing in front of him, laying before him-- he's finds it so much easier to stay connected and in the moment when he's looking directly into your eyes, watching you come undone to his touch.

Always a playful man, he also relishes taking his time with foreplay. Long, lingering touches, deep, kneading massages, soft, brushing lips... it's almost painful how slowly he enjoys taking his time to work you up, enjoys the same in return. But, gods, is it just as lovely.

Once he realizes how much you enjoy the sound of his voice, whispered right into your ear-- he can't stop murmuring loving little things to you. At first, you worry it's an act. After all, so were his initial sweet, honeyed words. But when he's losing all control, moaning a stuttering 'I love you' into your ear as his movements falter, you know that none of this is an act.

Despite maintaining a lot of his composure with you initially-- again, an act-- once he feels safe, comfortable in your arms, his carefully crafted composure falls to something real and a lot more sloppy. His dexterity and control seems to plummet in the heat of the moment, his fingers stumble in his eagerness. More than a few times, the two of you are left laughing, breathless as he finishes quickly or your latest exploration fails.

While he's happy to pleasure you, it takes some experimentation before he's comfortable with you reciprocating. In part because it's what he was used to, seducing targets for Cazador, but also because he's just not sure what he likes. The first time he enjoys your pleasuring him, you do it over his clothing, slowly, grinding the full length of him as he directs your hand with his.

More than anything, he needs to feel you, warm and alive, pressed against him after the fact. Sweaty, hair askew, blood usually trickling from a bite wound, he loves you most post-climax. And whether or not you'll have another go is immaterial, because, in the moment, all he wants is to drown himself in your mortality.

He never says it, but many of his favorite things are things he was never able to do in the 200 years of cruelty under Cazador. Looking into your eyes, telling you he loves you genuinely, taking his time, messing up-- all of them are new for him, ways of reclaiming his body and his sexuality.

Since beginning to re-explore his boundaries, his favorite situation together is you seated in his lap, your foreheads pressed together, your hands clutching his shoulders for support while he rolls into you, his own hands gripping your ass. When he's close, he whispers onto your lips, "Gods, you feel so good. Love, I-I can never last with you like this, can I?" When he comes, his lips meet yours, his hands wrap around your back-- as if trying to meld you to him.

Ascended Astarion

After ascending, he is eager to try out all of the new things his power affords him-- this includes his new body heat. With your own new undead form, he feels all the more alive. The first time he realizes what a thrill it is to have your cold body pressed against his heat, he can't get enough. He spends an entire day directing you to touch him, shivering in the wake of your chill touches.

And now that he can taste, he also wants to taste you-- everywhere. Not just your blood, but your sweat, your tears as you come for him. He will lap at you like a man possessed, all the while telling you how good you taste, how he would tear the hells apart for a mere drop of your release. His mouth, already such a potent drug, is relentless in its exploration of your flavors.

When it comes to the other attributes of mortal men he's received, why, his sex drive is through the roof. Every time he sees you make someone grovel before you, witnesses you exert your power, he can feel himself growing hard at the sight. More than anything, he wants to take you right then and there -- but he stills his hand, waiting until the day you're both seated on his throne.

While he doesn't go so far (yet), he makes no move to hide how he feels about you, often demanding your attention afterward with no more than a look, a finger curl, and a lick of his lips. It's a silent claim as well, showing anyone brave enough to watch whose consort you are.

As his consort, he will do everything in his power to ensure that you're taken care of. This means that, even if you think you're satisfied, Astarion will continue to tend to you, bringing you to climax after climax. It's only when you're left an utter, blubbering mess that he knows he's done enough.

He loves feeling that control over your pleasure. Above all else, he loves knowing that you, a powerful adventurer, crumble before him like anyone else. That thought drives him-- it means he fucks you often, he fucks you hard, and hells does he fuck you at a pace the gods would balk at.

As far as his own satisfaction goes, he's quite vocal about it now. He tells you exactly what he wants and when he wants it. When you stray the course, try something new, his hand is at your head, your neck, your waist-- keeping you right where he wants you.

He's also quite liberal in his praise of you, always ready to tell his beautiful consort what a pretty little mess they are for him, how lovely they feel when they clench around him, how their body could bring the very world to ruin with its perfection.

Since ascending, his new favorite situation is you on your knees, cold mouth around his cock, eyes watering, hands desperately trying to pleasure yourself, all while he looks down at you with half-lidded eyes, holding your head in place, whispering down silky sweet words of encouragement, "That's it, my treasure. Yes, gods, you take me so well. More. More. Yes, just like that. Give me everything." After he spends himself into your mouth, he will always be quick to bend down for a kiss, eager to taste himself on your lips.

[raven-at-the-writing-desk]

I see you are open to Ms Spade/Lilia prompts. I am seeing a lot of speculation that Ms Spade might have been a delinquent in her youth like her son Deuce. It would be funny if Ms Spade and Lilia got to talking and the topic turned to the crazy things they've done in their pasts. Who has the crazier story: delinquent Ms Spade or former General Vanrouge?

Referencing this unofficial blog event!

adklbaboiyfyegea It might be hard for me to write stories in headcanon form, so instead I ended up doing general headcanons for delinquent!Dylla and Lilia sharing their experiences with each other!

Curiouser and Curiouser...

Dylla is very shy with sharing about her delinquent days. She holds a lot of shame and guilt about that era of her life, especially since she blamed herself for being a poor influence and a bad mother to Deuce when he went down the wrong path. It's only when Lilia talks about his own past as a veteran that Dylla gains the confidence to let him in on her secret.

She's still not that proud to talk about her delinquency, but Lilia lends her the encouragement and the kind ear she needs to truly open up. When things get to be too much and the feelings overwhelm her, Lilia stays with her and holds her until Dylla has stopped sobbing. "There, there," he murmurs soothingly, a hand rubbing her back. "Let it all out. A good cry will set you straight."

With time and practice, Dylla becomes accustomed to sharing her stories. It's hard to believe that she was ever insecure about them to begin with, not when Lilia grants her so much strength.

She's surprised that Lilia fought in a war before--and not only that, was served as a general--because he's so tiny. (Huh, that's odd. Dylla doesn't remember there being a war or major conflicts in recent years. She wonders which war Lilia is talking about, but he doesn't elaborate.) But Lilia reassures her that it's the cutest ones you have to look out for.

He demonstrates a few of his moves from back in the day, each of which Lilia has lovingly granted an overly embellished (almost magical girl-esque) attack name. Moving with lighting fast swiftness, he very adorably chants, "Ora, ora, ora 🎵 Watch out, I'll kill you dead 💞 Take this! Lilia-chan's Super Special Axe-Grinding Roundhouse Kick~!"

He casually talks about all the people he killed--"My, I was quite the reckless roughneck in my youth. If only I could go back now and properly mourn their losses."--while squirting ketchup all over the omurice she made for him. Dylla awkwardly laughs, but only because she thinks he's making a dark joke. (Lilia was, in fact, not making a dark joke.)

One day, Lilia brings his magearm with him to show Dylla. He even encourages her to try swinging it around! ... Which she does, and nearly chops off some of his bangs in the process--but he took it in stride and came out of it unscathed.

Dylla was a self-described speed demon. She loved riding fast on her bike--a hobby Deuce also picked up--but seldom rides anymore. After all, she has to keep her driving safe and smooth, especially when she's on the job! "Oh? I would love to go out on a romantic ride with you someday," Lilia tells her. "Let's do it--and no holds barred, okay? I want to see how fast you can truly take me."

Her fashion used to be a lot more daring. Leather jackets, combat boots, bold animal prints. Now all that remains of that era is the roots and strands of her bleached her. "You should consider experimenting more!" Lilia suggests, fingering his own hair. "I used to have this much longer, up in a ponytail--and I regularly dye my streaks different colors."

Compared to him, Dylla thinks her stories are much tamer. Sure, she committed minor crimes (shop lifting, skipping school, drinking while underage, being a public disturbance, etc.), but the worst she ever did was get into fights with peers. "I think I was just lost," she admits to Lilia. "Lost and mad at the world for not guiding me." He takes her hands and looks at her tenderly, whispering, "... And I as well."

Lilia mentions that he used to have a crush on the person he was sworn to protect. "That story," he admits with a sad smile, "is one that ends in tragedy." Dylla's heart aches--not with jealousy, but for him and the pain he feels. She takes his hands--like he has done for her--and lets him know she's there for him too.

At the end of the day, both Lilia and Dylla understand that they're changed people, and they're so proud of each other for that. They have new lives, new children, new identities--and each other. They aren't lost or mad or alone anymore.

[toobusyshrimping]

😺🛏️💌⛓️ for Tommy, Neil, and Robert

Link to asks sorry this took so long! Wanted to give it my best and work has been crazy

Tommy:

😺 how they eat the pussy:

Eats it like he'd love to drown in you. Makes out with it a little. If Tommy is in the mood, he'll eat you out until he's all but falling asleep with his mouth on you. Likes to have his shoulders under your thighs with his hands gripping your hips. He eats you out when he wants softness, wants to forget everything; loses himself in the taste of you, your gentle hands in his hair, the hitching of your breath.

🛏️ soft sex headcanon

Tommy doesn't know how to ask for kindness. It grates like sandpaper on a wound. You have to be the one to initiate it. Lamps/lights low and fire banked. Undress him in the dim light, fingers skimming his bared skin. Hush him if he tries to talk. Lay him down and wrap yourself around him, gently cup the back of his head when and ignore the dampness of his cheeks when his face presses into your neck. You're his anchor.

💌 sending/receiving nudes headcanon

I'm using modern Tommy for this answer, the rest are for him period.

Sending: doesn't. He'd text you that hes thinking about something you've done together or something he wants to do. "I want you as soon as you're home." "Are you thinking about last night? Can you still feel me, Love?"

Receiving: He checks his phone when he has time alone, no one needs to peek at who he's speaking to/what about. You're his girl. Responds in the same way he texts you. If you're naked in the photos he expects you to be nude when he gets home.

⛓️ kinky headcanon: we know the obvious one (choking). Likes to be slapped by his wife every now and then, have her grip his chin and force him to look at her. Accidentally finds out he has an oral fixation. You'd fucked his mouth with your fingers once just to see what happened and he came without being touched.

Neil:

😺 how they eat the pussy

Neil wants you to sit on his face and be directed verbally or with your hand in his hair. He wants to be surrounded by you. He wants you bossy.

🛏️ soft sex headcanon

Neil's a true lover boy. Sleepy lights-peeking-through-the-blinds morning sex. Most of the time you're the one initiating, grinding back on his morning wood until he's awake enough to slip inside. If he's the big spoon he's got a hand shoved up your shirt cupping a tit. If you're jetpacking kissing the back of his neck and sliding a hand into his pj pants is a sweet treat for him.

💌 sending/receiving nudes headcanon

(Few years post-canon because that boy deserves better quality nudes)

Sending: Since he's been established as someone who wouldn't take advantage of someone (the bare minimum) he wouldn't send unsolicited nudes. I think he'd want to send dick pics comparing his size to random things because you'd find it funny. I say this as someone who's seen a dick pic where it's compared to an x-box controller.

Receiving: Neil has to go into the bathroom or his office to immediately jerk off. Jeans barely pulled down and biting the palm of the hand not fisting his cock to keep quiet.

⛓️ kinky headcanon:

Loves to roleplay losing his virginity. Wants you to "teach him" what feels good, where to kiss, what to say, how to make you cum. Neil could roleplay his "first" with you forever and it'd never get old.

Robert:

😺 how they eat the pussy:

Kneeling for you. His favorite is when you sit on the couch with pillows behind you (he's sweet and doesn't want your back to hurt) and scoot towards the edge. He'll put/keep his hands wherever you want them. Everything he does is to please you.

🛏️ soft sex headcanon:

Robbie's favorite position is his partner straddling his lap with both of you sitting up. His back against the couch/headboard with you pressed up against his chest. Lots of eye contact, noses brushing, hands cupping his jaw/in his hair/arms around his neck. No position beats getting to see the minute shifts of your expression, sharing breath, feeling you smile as you press closer like you want to crawl into his body.

💌 sending/receiving nudes headcanon:

Robbie would only send them if he was explicitly asked. I headcanon that he's embarrassed even jerking off due to going to boarding school and living in a house full of maids/his nanny/the revolving door of his father's business associates. If he had established with his partner it's something they like he'd ask if he could send one in case they're in public. He keeps his face out of them and has to be encouraged to expose more than him barechested in boxers.

Robbie would be embarrassed about how much he likes receiving a nude from his partner. Home alone? Still pink cheeked and looking around as if someone was there to see him enjoying them. Thanks his partner and semi shamefully jerks off to them; like I mentioned above I think he has complicated feelings about enjoying things sexually.

⛓️ kinky headcanon:

I have something I'm in the process of writing (and it's a goal to write it and post it this year!) a professional Dom/service submissive Robbie story.

Dynamic wise - I think Robbie craves giving up control; he wants to be taken care of and devote his life to taking care of his partner. He hates being in charge, he hates the idea of running the company and he would love to be a homemaker.

Kink wise - Tie between impact play and praise. Robbie loves a firm hand (literally and figuratively) and has daily maintenance spankings. He prefers the intimacy of being laid over a lap and spanked bare handed. However, he also likes thuddy floggers or an occasional paddling. Robbie loves to be praised but wants to earn it. Being called a good/sweet boy has him warm all over. Being praised for making a good meal for his partner or told he took his spanking so well makes his day.

[eleventhhourfactor]

First day of 2025 has been good so far. So good, in fact, that I've decided to actually make a self-reflection/look to the future post, as much as I'm trying not to be vain.

Anyway...2024. There was a lot happening there.

If we're looking at Tumblr alone, it's pretty clear that this was the year that solidified Mario and Luigi as a hyperfixation for me. Helped along by the mutuals I made along the way, I turned out a lot of stories for AO3--moreso than I'd ever done for any other fandom prior to this. It's...mindblowing, honestly. Just the year before, I'd written and deleted my works after becoming convinced that it wouldn't amount to anything and ought as well not be out there. It was a pattern I longed to break, and I think I've finally cracked it, and I've never been happier to put myself out there and be cringe and free.

The rest of 2024 was a hell of a lot of change for me--mostly good. I moved across the country, started writing for another company, found another special interest in the form of Mario RPGs. I also realized that a load of my extended family have garbage takes, and that I alone can't fix that for them. My cat needed teeth taken out, my car got hit by a delivery truck in the parking lot, and I got holed up at my in-laws' house with the flu on Christmas Day. I'm still trying to make real-life friends, which seems to be an outstanding issue for little ol' me. Outside of college, I've never been great at making and keeping friends.

But I do have my network, without which I wouldn't have been able to publish a story, plan a big move, or even doodle on occasion. And you, dear mutuals and others, are a part of that, I've come to realize. It's stupid and corny, but there's something really neat about going to the internet and nerding out about things through headcanon posts, fabulous art, and wonderfully-written tales. What's even crazier is what fanwork can drive me to do in my original little things.

So, for 2025, along with some outstanding fics I need to wrap up and work on, I also want to put some work and effort into fleshing out a long-running project of mine: the world of Astrara, the worldhoppers moving throughout, and the threads of the universe tying it all together. There's characters I've been bouncing around in my skull for nearly a decade now, and it's about time I clear the sad lack of confidence from my space and actually draw them to the life they deserve. Might I make a comic? Who knows. For the next year, I just want to draw my little dudes until I run out of pencils, and then scan it in and color digitally. I want to make more art, and I want to write out the story of Lenora, Aylín, and their absolutely batshit journey to find their way home. Or at least, get the bullet points down and go from there.

It's crazy, but I thought turning out over a dozen fanfics was insane as well, and look where I'm at. Anything can happen. The spark has caught aflame. I want to keep creating. For the first time ever, I want to keep going with whatever the heck I've got going instead of letting it sit while I grind to live.

So, follow me as I get this going. See how far I go or fall short. Maybe ask me some more about what exactly I'm working on. I'd love to brainstorm and share and get others interested, too.

A bit of insurance in the form of doodles. Lenora on the left, Aylín on the right. One's being careful, the other wants to fight.

Kinda funny how much I project onto my own little stories.

Thank you all for sticking with me. Sorry this turned from reflection to a bit of narcissist goal-setting, but I've never felt so set on a creative goal before. This project means a lot to me and my growth over time, and without stepping out and meeting you all, I'd never be able to do this. So, thank you for being there, and I hope I've been able to do half as much for you.

Under the cut special! Sending love to all the people who keep me going on here. Like, y'all are so great. You are all great people.

So, mutuals and creators I admire (as well as my frens), this one's for you:

@giddlygoat @peaches2217 @snakeeyesdraws @bberetd @itsavee4117 @silenzahra @silksongmaiden @fyreburning @akiiame-blog @megamagimugi @supergay-64 @artizonka @rainbogen @loud-kid2 @@diamondempp @dooxliss @lu1g199 @laatgag @moriouchou-radio @thegravityshark @gustygardns @vulpixfairy1985 @vbnhuet

[lily-alphonse]

Alex/Shane rarepair sporty boys bromance🙏

OH IVE GOTTA MAKE THIS ONE ANGSTY. Implied past child abuse as well. If it was to become a full fic it would have a happy ending though.

I like that they are on opposite ends of fulfilling their dreams. Shane is kind of the ghost of Alex's future ain't he?

Oooo wait okay lets take the headcanon from the SamAlex fic and have Alex returning from college after being forced to drop out due to poor grades.

Alex has been away for two years, becoming an entirely different person. He was a star athlete with a hot (albeit on and off again) boyfriend. He felt more like himself than ever before... and then it all came crashing down.

When he comes back to town, its like stepping into old shoes that don't fit anymore. He doesn't feel safe to be himself and shuts down. He puts on an act of the person he used to be. Cocky. Macho. He pretends nothing affects him and he has it all figured out.

Shane looks even rougher than when he last saw him. Worse than reminding him of where his future might be headed, he reminds him of his dad. Drinking all the time. So angry. Who would put him in charge of a kid? He's kind of worried for Jas. He’s glad she has Marnie at least. Marnie’s always been nice.

It’s night. Shane is leaving the saloon, Alex is outside sitting with Dusty. He watches Shane with contempt in his eyes, and Shane won’t stand for it anymore. He feels him watching, spins around and snaps at him.

“You got a fucking problem or something?”

Alex stands up slowly, a silent reminder of the pure mass Shane is up against. Maybe a fight could be good for him. Let off some steam. But he gives Shane a chance to back down.

“Walk away, Shane.”

He, unsurprisingly, does the opposite. He comes closer. “No. I haven’t done anything to you, so what's your fucking issue?"

The alcohol on his breath causes a long-buried fear to spike in Alex and it has him clenching his fists at his sides. He wills himself not to tremble. Not now. Not now. He feels cornered, readying to swing at him when Shane's next words catch him off guard.

"Why are you here, Alex?" Shane sounds older. More tired. His bleary eyes don't miss the look in Alex's. There's something he recognizes there.

But now Alex is terrified for a different reason. He's so tired of keeping this wall up that he's actually tempted to be honest with him. His defenses are crumbling around him as part of him thinks that Shane would understand better than anyone...

His mind balks at the thought, since that would mean they were in any way similar. So he turns it around on him, throwing a mirror up between them as his last defense.

“What are YOU doing here Shane? What happened to you, you’re a fucking mess.”

Shane rolls his eyes, waving him off as he backs away again. “Yeah, yeah, piss on the town drunk. It’s all been said and done, asshole.”

“No,” Alex says firmly, following him, corralling him back against Dusty's fence, “you started this.” He won't let him back out of this now. For some reason he can't let this conversation die. It's real and it's painful and he craves it.

Shane folds his arms and scoffs. “Technically you started it by glaring at me all the time.”

Alex grinds his teeth. "It'll get even worse for you if you even think about harming Jas."

Shane's eyes widen with fire, arms slowly moving to his sides again. "What the fuck did you just say?"

Alex steps closer, looking down on Shane now. "You heard me."

"I would NEVER hurt her you fucking--"

Shane moves to push him but Alex pushes him back harder, but the show of protectiveness for Jas seems to flip a switch in him because he doesn't want to hurt Shane.

He kisses him.

Eeeehehehe I hope this one gets enough reblogs to be included in the poll bc it'd be interesting

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[bbyquokka]

Valentines day with ot8

pairing: ot8 x fem reader

genre: headcanon, smut – MDNI

synopsis: how you'd spend valentines day with skz

warnings: she/her pronouns, smut, established relationships, pet play, oral sex (m + f rec), anal toys (plug), pet names, use of the word master and sir, clit play, inexperienced reader, virgin reader, loss of virginity, mention of feeling insecure and anxious, Amazon sex position, grinding, reader calls jisung a pervert, breast and nipple play, mention of porn watching, unprotected and protected penetration (p in v), mention of using a safe word and the traffic light system, masturbation (m), thigh fucking, temp play (ice)  

words: 8.4k ~ (8408)

do not repost and/or translate! do not steal the artwork!

feedback & reblogs are highly advised and appreciated!

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☆ m.list — ☆ you can also read it on my ao3

꒰ Chan ꒱ 

He's been working hard lately. Having to juggle work and home has become tiring and exhausting for him. He comes home from work, showers, eats and crawls into bed, ultimately done for the night.

You don't blame him though. It's that time of the year. However, you couldn't help but feel like the intimacy between you both had diminished. You know he's tired so you don't expect him to do anything however, when you would crawl into bed, he'd at least give you some form of intimacy, whether that'd be spooning you or just gentle kisses - now he doesn't do any of that.

Has the romance died? Is there no spark between you both anymore? Is Chan bored of you? All these questions swimming around in your head and not a single answer to any of them which makes you feel more anxious and worried. 

You tried to initiate it, saying that he doesn't have to move a single muscle, that you'll do all the work but Chan just wasn't interested, claimed he was too tired and that he has a busy day ahead.

You soon started to feel defeated, sometimes crying to yourself in the bathroom before settling next to him in bed. 

But you didn't give up. You refuse to give up.

Valentine's day is coming up so you decided to splash out on some sexy lingerie to surprise your lover. Maybe then he will give you the attention you deserve! 

A nice, sexy red lace set. Panties and bralette made of flimsy material and see through. Cute hearts decorate the bralette covering where your nipples would show. A matching garter belt and stockings to accommodate it. If this doesn't make Chan drool, then you don't know what will.

The time finally came. Chan was finishing up in the bathroom after taking a shower, the sounds of the hairdryer going off. You quickly change into your lacy underwear before quickly styling your hair to make yourself look the part as well as spraying some of your best perfume on your neck. Nerves and anticipation surges through your veins, bubbling in your stomach.

What if he doesn't like it? What if this is the final straw? If this fails, then you don't know what else you can do to make him touch or look at you.

So deep in thought, you fail to hear the bathroom door open. The soft slaps of bare feet on the floorboards as Chan approaches.

“Holy shit…” He breathes out. You spin on your heels to face him, cheeks turning a nice pink colour.

“Chan–”

“Sh.” He simply instructs, walking towards you. You press your lips together in a thin line, unable to take your eyes off him. His aura is different, a sudden change of atmosphere making you feel small and submissive.

“My gosh don't you look adorable.” He groans, grabbing your cheeks in his hand softly. You're forced to look up at him, your throat turning dry.

“C-Chan…” You weakly squeak. You feel his fingers lightly feather over the flimsy material of your bralette, outlining the curve of your breasts before gently poking your nipple. He lines the heart shape slowly, his fingertip nudging against the bud. 

You shiver, letting out a weak moan. You couldn't help it. It's been days, weeks since he's last touched you. You can already feel your cunt throb and ache, panties slowly soaking up your slick and sticking to you. You're touch starved and it's obvious from the way your body responds from his simple touch.

He releases your cheeks before sliding both hands down your sides and cupping your ass.

He pulls you flush to his naked chest. You can feel the heat radiating off his skin onto yours. It's suffocating, it's making you dizzy. His scent is all over and around you, you're becoming intoxicated.

“All this is for me?” Chan licks his lips hungrily as he presses his erection onto your thigh.

“Yes.” you instantly reply.

“Why?”

“It's valentine's day and you haven't touched me in so long Chan. I'm touch starved.” You pout, whining softly. Chan chuckles softly 

“I'm sorry pup. I've just been so tired lately. I have wanted to pleasure you, believe me but I'm so pent up that I'm scared of hurting you…”

“I trust you Chan. With my whole heart. I know you wouldn't do anything to hurt me. Just please Chan, please fuck me.” You beg, cupping his erection and gently palming it. Chan lets out a shaky moan before smirking.

“Be careful what you wish for, y/n”

“I mean it! Please Chan, fuck me like you mean it. I want to be sore, I want to feel you deep inside. I want to be fucked dumb. Just, please!”

You squeal as Chan picks you up and throws you on the bed. He crawls over to you, situating himself between your legs.

“I warned you, y/n but you just couldn't keep your mouth shut, huh.”

꒰ Minho ꒱ 

Minho tugs on the leash that's attached to your collar, your body jerking slightly. You look up from your sleeping position on the floor before kneeling and sitting on the back of your heels, awaiting his instructions. It's valentine's day, a day that he never cared about until you suggested that you'd make valentines day his day.

He hums softly, patting your head gently before twisting your hair around his finger. He gently strokes the fake fur of the cat ears that rest on your head, a cute delicate collar around your neck with a bell attached to it with a matching tail. 

“Yes, master?” 

“Suck.” He simply instructs. You nod, crawling between his parted legs before pulling down his jeans and underwear. You wrap your fingers around his dick, starting off slow and steady. 

Minho's attention turns back onto the TV, his eyes flickering from the screen, to you then back to the screen. He slouches a bit more as his cock gets hard in your hand. You hum softly, pumping his base before leaning in to kitten lick his tip.

You press your tongue flat against his tip, collecting his pre cum that is currently seeping from his slit. Your free hand comes up to massage and fondle with his balls, rolling them slowly in the palm of your hand. Minho closes his eyes slowly as your lips wrap around his cockhead.

You softly suck, wrapping your tongue around it and letting the wet muscle caresses his red tip. The salty flavor of his pre cum coats your taste buds making you hum and shiver. You look up at your lover, his nonchalant expression refusing to change until you suddenly lower your head on his cock, taking more of his size and letting him hit the back of your throat.

Minho's eyes widen at the sudden action as he looks down at you. He parts his lips, toes curling as you instantly swallow around his cock. Saliva bubbles from the corner of your lips, the ability to breathe becoming a struggle from the sheer thickness of him.

Your throat clenches around Minho. He kicks his head back, a throaty groan leaving his lips. His composure breaks as he feels your tongue caress his cock, mouth getting to work on sucking him well.

You place both hands on his thick thighs, eyes fluttering close as you lower your head further down until your nose touches his pubic area. Minho stutters, struggling to stop his hips from bucking upwards. He gathers your hair in his fist, tugging harshly at the roots. You let out a muffled cry, tears welling and spilling from the corner of your eyes as saliva dribbles down your chin.

“F-Fuck, kitten. Shit…” Minho shivers as you slowly pull some of his length out of your mouth. Keeping your lips around him, you work on sucking him how he likes it. Tongue caressing and wrapping around his cock, hands caressing and rolling his balls in the palm of your hand. The bell of your collar jingles with each head movement, Minho being unable to hold back his moans.

“Shit, good.. so good.” He whimpers, plump lip caught between his teeth as your face becomes stained with tears and slobber. 

“Such a good kitten, sucking master's cock.” He gathers the faux leather leash, twisting it around his fist to tug harshly. You whimper softly, pulling his cock out of your mouth. A thin string of saliva being the only thing connecting you both at this point.

“All fours.” Minho demands. You nod, shifting on all fours. Your back is to Minho, ass and pussy on full display. Minho licks his lips, kneeling behind you and spreading your ass cheeks. He shivers at the sight of your butt plug that's buried inside, a fake fur tail attacked at the end to finish off the cat like appearance.

“My gorgeous kitten.” Minho coos, playing with your tail before gently applying pressure on the plug. You let out a soft whimper, your swollen bottom lip caught between your teeth.

“Does that feel good, kitten?”

“Yes sir.” You shakily breathe out, feeling his fingertips dance towards your pussy. He uses his middle and index finger to rub between your folds, a hum of contentment emitting from his lips as his fingers become soaked.

“So wet for me, kitten. Did you get like this because you sucked some cock?” 

“Y-Yes sir.” He presses the pad of his fingertips against your swollen clit, rubbing slow circles on the nub. Your legs shake, arms unable to hold your body weight. He slips two fingers in your cunt, your walls welcoming him by squeezing around his fingers. He leans over you, chest pressing on your back.

“I think I might like Valentine's day.” 

꒰ Changbin ꒱

Changbin is the only person you've ever known when it comes to sex. Changbin has a lot more experience than you do in that department. You were a virgin when you two met so he is all you ever know. You don't have much sexual experience, not knowing what you like and dislike, however, Changbin is patient with you.

He told you to take your time, that there is no rush. You will find out what positions and kinks you like eventually, reassuring you that you shouldn't rush because stuff like this cannot be rushed.

But you can't help that nagging feeling of insecurity in the back of your mind. Some days you wish you knew what you were doing because then, it would be easier and much more smooth sailing. Changbin has told you time and time again that he doesn't mind, that he understands the situation and that you shouldn't feel scared nor insecure - but your mind tells you differently.

Valentine's day is around the corner and you want to do something special with him. You couldn't do anything last year due to work commitments and when you two finally had free time, the moment was over and done with. This year is different however and you want to make it a day he won't ever forget.

You shopped for some cute looking underwear. It's not the first time you've shopped for underwear, however this type of underwear is different and is for a different meaning.

Walking along the shelves and racks of cute and sexy underwear, robes and even some bdsm equipment, you were once again reminded that this is all new to you. You didn't know exactly what you were going for nor what you wanted to look or feel like. When a staff member offered you some help, you flushed a deep red and scurried out of the store empty handed.

You didn't know what Changbin likes when it comes to this. What does he like to see his partner wear? What colours does he like? Red, pink, blue? Does he like lace or cotton? The more unanswered questions you have, the more insecure and nervous you feel.

You tried again the next day, taking deep breaths and this time, you accepted the help from the staff member. You bought yourself a cute baby pink set. Nothing too extreme but nothing too minimal. Now you have to hide it away from your lover and hiding things from Changbin can be quite tricky.

The week went by slowly. During the week, you googled positions and techniques to get your loved ones to feel good. That's when you come across a position known as the ‘Amazon Position.’ Your curiosity piqued, the picture of said position making you want to try it with Changbin. Only problem is, how do you bring something up like this to him?

Changbin knew something was going on with you, he could tell by the way you acted so skittish around him. How you would be quick to lock your phone or hold it close to your chest when he questioned what you were doing. He knew but he had a feeling that you being so secretive is for a good reason.

Valentine's day came and as expected, you feel sick to your stomach with nerves. You wrote a mental script, imagined it all out in your head. Changbin was out for the day, work commitments but he promised to make it up to you later that night but of course, you have other plans.

You spend the majority of the day clock watching, continually trying on the set wondering if doing this is a good idea. You feel good on the set. The soft pink with hearts and bows gave it that innocent appeal to it and that's exactly how you feel – innocent and cute.

6 pm rolls over. Changbin will be home in 30 minutes max. You ignore the sick feeling, ignore your nerves as you put on the set, fixing your hair and make up. You put on a robe to conceal it as you hear the front door open.

“Y/n! Baby, I'm home!” You grin, hearing your lover's voice. Your worries instantly wash away. You rush out of the bedroom, feet slapping against the wood floor.

“Binnie!!” You fail to hide your excitement as you run to him. He laughs, opening his arms wide. You run into them, Changbin wrapping his strong arms around you and lifting you up.

“How's my favourite baby girl?” He hums softly, hands cupping your ass softly to keep you stable. You blush a soft pink colour.

“I'm fine. Missed you though.” You pout. Changbin softly kisses your pout before laughing softly. You mewl, nuzzling into his neck and inhaling his natural scent. His scent causes shivers to run down your spine and shoot to your core. 

It's Binnie, your Binnie. The man you love and adore so much. The man who is your safe space.

“Binnie.” You softly whisper, kissing his neck delicately. Changbin hums softly.

“I bought you something.” He whispers. 

“You did?” 

“Mhm. Want it now or–?” You pull your head away from his neck, looking to the side as you bite your lip. Changbin tilts his head to the side. “Baby, what's wrong?”

“W-Well, I uh…” You start. Changbin gently puts you back down, your feet hitting the wood floor. “I bought something and I wanted to ask you something and well, I'm just so embarrassed and worried that you won't like it..”

Tears well in your eyes suddenly, the action surprising you as well as Changbin. You're so nervous right now, thoughts and insecurities consuming your body.

“Take your time baby.” Changbin hums softly, wiping your tears with his thumb.

“I-I think it's best if I show you.” You mumble, grabbing his hand and leading him to the bedroom. You instruct him to sit, stepping in between his legs. You take a deep breath in before removing your robe, letting it shimmy down your shoulders and pool at your feet.

Changbin's eyes widened at your set, his bottom lip caught between his teeth.

“Is this what you wanted to show me, baby?” You nod slowly, taking shaky breaths. “Can I touch?”

“Yes.” His fingertips lightly dance up your sides. He traces the hearts on your bra, playing with the little bow in the center. He gently cups your breasts, palming them in his hand softly.

“B-Binnie…” You softly moan. 

“What else baby? Tell your Binnie what else you want.”

“I-I found a position called the Amazon position and I–I want to try it with you.” That pink flush turns a bright red. Changbin licks his lips slowly, his hands now playing with the curve of your ass.

“You want to try it with me baby? Are you sure?” You nod. “Are you doing this because you want to or because you're trying to please me? Because if you're doing this for me then–”

“I want to! Please Binnie… I-I know I'm inexperienced but I just, I don't know… I just want to try it with you and see if I like it…” Changbin stands up, cupping your cheeks gently.

“Look me in the eyes and tell me you're comfortable with this.” You look into Changbin's eyes, drowning in the beauty of his eyes. Lust is evident but the love you see is drowning you. 

“I'm comfortable.”

Changbin lays flat on his back, legs up and bent at the knees. He holds the back of his thighs, legs spread. You shuffle close to him, holding the base of his condom clasped penis. You hold it straight, squatting over the back of his thighs.

“Are you sure?” Changbin asks for the nth time. You nod.

“I'm sure Binnie. I trust you.” Changbin smiles softly at you, giving you the go ahead. You lower yourself down on his length. Both of you moaning in unison, the stretch you feel from his cock burning. You wait a few seconds before thrusting your hips towards him. You let out a shaky whimper, leaning forward to place your hands on his soft pecs.

“B-Binnie…” You moan out, head hanging low. The new position makes it possible for Changbin to reach into unknown territory. You're at a loss for words from how pleasurable it feels. You're in control, you get to control how deep and how fast to go. Your clit rubbing against Changbin, the feel of being able to control making you feel overwhelmed

“You look so beautiful and in control, baby girl. The best valentine's gift ever.”

꒰ Hyunjin ꒱

Hyunjin was sculpted by a Greek god, giving him romantic attributes so it's no surprise that Valentine's day is made for him. His little habits, hobbies and interests as well as his sense of style screams soft romantic.

Valentine's day is Hyunjin's favourite thing of the year purely because he gets to show that romantic side to you. He never fails in making you feel like royalty. You often tease him, calling him a soppy romantic but in reality, you adore that side of him 

You feel lucky to have someone like Hyunjin in your life.

This year you didn't fancy doing anything spontaneous. The week has been tiring for you both, neither of you fancied getting dressed and going out plus neither of you needed any new clothing or hobby related stuff - so Hyunjin suggested that you both just do some art together.

You're both sitting on the wood floor of Hyunjin's art studio, a few candle sticks in empty wine glasses situated on the tables. You're sitting cross legged facing each other, your hair tied in a messy bun. Hyunjin's hair is getting long again but it's not long enough for him to tie up, so he's settled on using a pink hairband of yours to keep his hair out of his face.

Different types of paints, paint brushes and canvases situated around you both. Both dressed in clothing that you don't really care about meaning you can get messy. A soft, classical piece playing in the background as the soft sounds of paint brushes being dragged around the canvases.

“How's it going for you angel?” Hyunjin's eyes flicker up from his canvas to you. He chuckles softly to himself as your tongue sticks out in concentration - a habit of yours he loves so much.

“It's going alright.” You laugh, eyebrows furrowing together.

“Just alright?” You nod, looking up and melting at the sight of him. You forget how handsome Hyunjin looks, with his prince-like appearance; however, tonight he looks exquisite. The soft glow of the candles, stray pieces of hair falling in front of his face, a few paint streaks on his cheeks, you feel like the luckiest person on the planet.

“I just can't get your right eye correct! I have the left done perfectly but the right eye is just annoying me.” You whine softly. Hyunjin laughs, dipping his paintbrush in some water.

“The struggles for many of us artists out there, darling. Trying to get things perfect and symmetrical doesn't always go to plan.” 

“I applaud you, Jinnie. You make art look so easy.”

“It takes time and practice my love. I never used to be good.”

“Lies. You've always been good. I'm jealous.” You huff.

“Jealous? Jealous of what?” Hyunjin looks up at you.

“Of everything! Have you seen yourself baby! You're so pretty and handsome. You have amazing talents, like damn!” Hyunjin laughs, his hand automatically coming up to hide his smile as his cheek turns a pink colour.

“Thank you darling, I appreciate it, however, I think you're the prettiest person in the world.” You shuffle on the spot, looking down at your artwork as you flush a deep red 

“S-Shut up, jinnie.” Hyunjin laughs softly, shrugging his shoulders before getting back to work on his art piece. Silence falls upon you both. It's comfortable. Nothing feels forced or awkward. It's nice, calm and just what you both need.

“Ready to show?” Hyunjin puts his paintbrush down as you do the same. You hum softly, nodding. “On three. One, two, three!”

You both flip your canvases around. Your eyes widen, a feeling of shock and admiration rushing through your mind and body. His art is breathtaking, making you awe at his talents. He's captured you in a way that you've never been captured before, painting you in a feeling of softness and comfort. He's managed to get down every last detail. From the wispy bits of your hair to the textures of your face.

“Hyunjin.. i–” you struggle to find the words, tears starting to well in your eyes as you feel overwhelmed.

“Do you like it, darling?” 

“Like it? I love it! I look so calm and at peace.”

“That's how I see you darling. I love seeing you like this. You look and feel so free, no worries weighing you down. I adore this side of you darling, so I had to paint you like this.”

“Baby…” You smile lovingly at him, wiping away a fallen tear.

“You're so beautiful and special to me, darling.” Hyunjin puts his painting down, patting his lap. You place your own painting next to him, straddling his lap as he holds your waist gently.

“I love you, y/n. So so much.”

“H-Hyunjin…” You softly whisper, lips inches apart. His breath fans against them, your fingers digging into his shoulders. He wraps his arms around your waist, pulling you flush onto his crotch.

“I'm going insane, y/n. You're driving me insane.” Hyunjin plants soft and delicate kisses on your neck. You tilt your head to the side, allowing more access for him. His sharp canines sink into your skin, occasionally scrapping them before sucking and kissing.

Your lips part, soft moans in the form of his name emit from your lips. His hands slide up your clothing, fingertips dancing delicately along the hot skin of your back. His lips kiss up and along your jawline before finding your own lips.

The kiss is slow yet passionate. Gripping onto his shoulders, you rock your hips back and forth on him, shaky moans being swallowed by your both. 

“I want you, I need you.” He whispers desperately against your lips, gently placing you flat on the wood floor and leaning over you all whilst keeping his lips attached to yours

“You have me, baby. I'm all yours for the taking.”

꒰ Jisung ꒱ ( continuation from this )

He couldn't bear the thought of you looking like that again. You looked so sad and alone.  You needed him, craved him and he couldn't do anything about it. He felt powerless and he hates that.

The business trip got extended by a few more days, much to Jisung and your frustration. He wouldn't be home for valentine's and that hurts the most for you both. You accepted it, saying that there's nothing that can be done about it, however, Jisung is stubborn. He refuses to accept it.

It's 11 pm, the day before valentine's, and you're getting ready for bed. Jisung messaged you saying that he couldn't video call you tonight, which sucks but it's something that cannot be helped. You do your usual bedtime routine before changing into a spaghetti strap vest and panties.

You grab your plushie, sliding into bed and holding the plushie close to your chest before trying to sleep. You have trouble sleeping when Jisung is away. His warmth and comfort isn't there to provide you a sense of safety.

You managed to fall asleep but half an hour later, you were woken by someone shaking you gently. A soft call of your name and that all too familiar scent clouded your mind.

“S-Sungie?!” You sleepily whisper, heart fluttering.

“It's me, darling. It's me, I'm home.” Jisung shuffles in bed behind you, pulling you flush to his chest. His warmth radiating onto you, his fingers stroking your stomach slowly. He nuzzles into the back of your neck, deeply inhaling that sweet scent he has missed so much.

“I thought–”

“I finished everything I had to do. I wanted to be with you y/n. I've missed you so dearly and the thought of spending valentine's without you hurts.” You shuffle around to face him, placing a hand on his soft cheek.

“You're so love sick, Sungie.” You giggle playfully. He leans into your touch, kissing your palm gently before taking your hand and placing it on his firm chest.

Your breath hitches in your throat as he stares into your eyes whilst guiding your hand down his chest and abs. You eventually reach his fully erect penis.

Your eyes widen slightly, Jisung taking his hand off yours gently.

“I'm sorry. As soon as I came through the front door, I was hit with nothing but your sweet scent. Then I came in here and it's so sweet. So sickly…”

“P-Pervert.” You mumble, slowly palming his cock. He lets out a throaty groan, nudging the tip of his nose against your neck, his soft, black hair tickling your face.

“Say it again.” 

“Pervert.” You mewl, squeezing his cock. His hips buck, body shaking. He tugs at your vest, pulling it up and over before diving in between your breasts. He squeezes them roughly, biting at the skin leaving teeth marks before biting and tugging at your nipple. You shimmy your hand down his boxer shorts to rub your thumb over his soaked tip.

“Missed you. Missed you so much. I'm going insane, y/n. Want to devour you.” 

“Then do so.” You whisper, your breath tickling the shell of his ear. He groans softly before shimming down and under the duvet. He buries himself between your parted legs, pushing your panties to the side, too impatient to strip you off them.

He needs you and he needs you now 

“I've missed this.” You hear him say before his tongue laps at your clit. Your eyes widen at the sudden contact, fingers finding his hair and tangling themselves in it.

“J-Ji…” You moan out, back arching softly off the bed. He sucks and nibbles on your clit, two fingers sliding up and down between your folds. He swaps his mouth and fingers, fingers rubbing fast circles on your clit as he laps at your entrance hungrily, collecting every single drop of your essence.

“So good. So delicious, missed this… missed you.” He purrs. He grabs your thighs, pulling you flush against his face. He spits on your cunt, smearing it around your core, folds and clit before eating you out hungrily. 

Spit and slick coats his face, the sounds of your breathy moans and whimpers paired with the harsh tugs on his roots making him feral.

“I never want to be away from you again, darling.”

꒰ Felix ꒱

It's your first valentine's with Felix. You two are a fresh couple, dating for only four months. You've never had a long term relationship before, nothing like what you're experiencing with Felix at least. 

Sure you've had partners but they don't tend to last very long for you. Felix, however, is different. He is soft, kind and patient with you. He knows you're inexperienced in all departments. You were worried and insecure about that; however, Felix reassures you that he doesn't mind, that he will help you and that you shouldn't feel pushed.

He told you that you two will go further when you feel ready to do so; and you do. You feel like now is the right time to further your relationship with Felix. You know it's going to be scary and a hell of a journey, but you trust Felix with your heart and soul.

You researched forums, watched many porn videos and even spoke to a few friends on what you should and shouldn't do. You mentally prepared yourself for the day, thinking, hoping you was; but nothing can prepare you for your first time.

“Still to this day, you are an unbelievably good cook.” Felix hums, placing down his knife and fork before wiping the corner of his mouth with a napkin.

“Thank you, lixie.” You blush, shuffling in your seat. You invited Felix over for a valentine's dinner. He arrived at your door with a bouquet of roses, chocolates, home baked brownies and two vouchers for a spa day for you both.

Being at home brought you a sense of comfort, thinking that initiating or mentioning sex would be easier if you were in your own comfort space.

You stand to take his plate, Felix shaking his head and standing up, taking yours and his.

“You go relax baby, I'll clean up.”

“Are you sure?” You asked however, he's quick, sleeves rolled up as he fills the sink with warm, soapy water.

“A million percent. Put on a film or show and I will join you real soon.” You nod, smiling softly before sitting on the sofa. You put on a series, trying to calm your racing mind. You feel ready, the question is, how do you approach it?

You were mentally prepared, the hours and weeks of research leading up to this moment. You even put on your best underwear in an attempt to feel the part. So busy consumed with your own thoughts and feelings, you didn't notice Felix walking towards you, wiping his hands on his t-shirt.

“Everything okay baby?” He asks, sitting beside you and wrapping his arm around your shoulder. You meekly nod, smiling before leaning into his side, head on his shoulder.

“Okay darling. You'd tell me if you weren't, right?”

“Of course, lixie.” Felix hums before turning his attention to the TV. You, however, couldn't concentrate on the show. 

Hours went by painfully slowly. You're scared that time is running out for you. Felix is staying for the night so that's one thing you don't have to worry about but the nagging feeling, your head telling you to “Just do it” making you feel uneasy. You take a deep breath as you look up at Felix.

He looks down at you, smiling softly before his eyes widen at you. Your hand gently and shakily placed over his crotch, slowly palming him the best you can over his blue coloured jeans.

“W-Wait…” He grunts. You bite your lip, swallowing down the heavy feeling of nerves and insecurities. You palm harder, desperation kicking in when you realize that it's not working.

“Why…” You look down, then back at Felix. Tears well in your eyes slowly, heart thumping against your chest and feeling heavy. Felix softly sighs before holding your wrist.

“Baby. Look at me.” You look up at him, bottom lip quivering. Was it bad? Does he not like you like that? Does he not want it?

“F-Felix.” You choke out, tears falling down your cheeks. You feel embarrassed, ashamed. You're wondering why you did something like that. Was it all for nothing?

“Oh darling, don't cry.” Felix coos, wiping away your tears.

“D-Did you not like it?” You choke out.

“I did.”

“But–”

“However, you have to take it slow.”

“B-But i”

“Are you ready?” You nod slowly. “Look me in the eyes baby and tell me you want this.”

“I-I want this… I want you.”

“Are you sure? A million percent sure? Infinity perfect?” You giggle softly though your laughs as you nod. “Okay, my love.”

Your arms cover your naked breasts, Felix kneeling between your legs. Your hair fanned out against the bed sheets, the room dimly lit with fairy lights. Your clothing scattered across your bedroom, lips kiss bitten and swollen.

Felix has driven you to your second orgasm of the night, making sure you are well prepared for what's about to come. He kisses the inside of your thigh gently, his body slick with sweat. He decided to put his long, blonde hair up in a ponytail to keep it away from his face.

He rolls a condom onto his length, pumping himself a few times before shuffling towards you.

“Are you sure?” He asks for the nth time.

“Infinity percent.” You whisper, cheeks pink.

“Remember your safe word?” You nod. “What is it?”

“Sunshine.” 

“Good girl.” Felix sweetly pecks your lips before lining himself up at your entrance. “This will hurt, baby. It'll sting and feel painful at first. I promise I will go slow but tell me if it's too much for you and I will stop right away, okay?” 

“O-Okay lixie.” Felix slowly pushes his length inside. You grip onto the sheets tightly, lip caught between your teeth. He's right, it hurts. You feel like you're being stretched, the sting running up and down your spine.

“F-Felix.” You squeak out, reaching out to him. He gently takes your hand in his, squeezing gently and rubbing soothing circles on the back of your hand.

“You're doing so well baby. I'm so proud of you.” He whispers, kissing your hand gently. He pushes a little under half of his length, deciding that going further would be too much for you.

He rubs soothing circles on your hips, inner thighs, hands; anywhere he can reach, he soothes. You pant softly, Felix staying still to allow you to adjust to his size.

It's overwhelming. You feel so full. Your body is tingling, your mind telling you that you want so much more than what he has given you.

“L-Lix…”

“Colour?” 

“G-Green.. Please, move.” Felix swallows, holding your waist gently before slowly moving. Pleasure courses through your veins from the small and limited movements, your pussy sensitive from never being used this way before.

It's suffocating, but it's good to the point it's addicting.

The pain subsides, pleasuring taking over. Felix slowly picks up the speed and intensity, watching your brows furrow together and lips part. Soft moans leave your lips frequently, making Felix feel more and more confident that you're getting into it.

“I'm so honoured and blessed that you feel comfortable and safe around me for me to take something so wonderful yet precious.”

꒰ Seungmin ꒱ 

1 am. The early morning of valentine's day. Your eyes flutter open. You let out a soft grumble, bringing a fist up to your eyes to rub away the sleep. Your mind is still heavy with sleep so you're not fully awake yet, however, you don't need to be fully awake to understand the sweet noises you're currently hearing.

Soft groans make your ears perk up. You look behind you, eyes widening at the sight you see. 

“S-Shit…” A breathy Seungmin groans softly. His bottom lip caught between his teeth, bangs sticking to his sweaty forehead. The sheets have been pushed down to his thighs, his naked chest on display. Your eyes trail down his chest, breath hitching in your throat as you notice his boxer shorts pulled down to his thighs, fist around his leaking cock.

“M-Minnie…” You shakily whisper. Seungmin looks at you, a look of desperation evident on his face.

“Baby. You're awake.” He pants. “Did I wake you?” Even during his hour of need, he's still considerate of you.

“I– No.. nono! Minnie what are you–” You stammer. You can't tear your eyes away from his cock. He's rock hard, his tip red and seeping pre cum from his slit. His actions are desperate, hips bucking in his hand desperately.

“I'm sorry. I just woke up so horny. I couldn't–”

“Why didn't you wake me, Minnie?”

“You've been so tired lately.. You were sleeping soundly that I didn't want to wake you from your sleep.” A distinct pinch between his brows.

“How long?” You swallow. Waking up to your boyfriend jerking himself off isn't something you get to see everyday. It's natural for you to feel needy for him. Tingles of pleasure shoot down between your thighs, making you ache. 

“Half an hour…” A hint of annoyance laced in his words. He's struggling and you can tell by how desperate he sounds and looks.

“Do you need help?” 

“Yes.” 

“Tell me Minnie. What do you want?”

“Y-Your thighs…” He swallows, his outstretched neck making his adams apple visible. You watch it bob with his swallow, your cheeks flushing pink 

“My thighs?” 

“Yes. I want your thighs. Your soft, perfect thighs.”

“D-Do you like my thighs?” 

“I adore them. I love watching and feeling them shake when I hold onto them. When you wrap your legs around my head and buck your pussy against my face, I love it y/n. I love how soft they are, the perfect pillows to rest my head on.”

“M-Minnie!” You squeak. Seungmin turns on his side. He presses his chest flush against your back, his hard penis flush against your ass. He lightly trails his fingertips up your thighs, snaking his hand between your legs.

He gently pries open your legs, your foot planted on the mattress firmly, leg bent at the knees. His feather-like touch continues onto your inner thigh. You let out a small, meek squeak, soft tickles giving you goosebumps.

“I love marking your skin.” He purrs down your ear. ”Especially your inner thighs. No one can see but us and I like that. That sense of ownership and power.”  

“I didn't know that you love my thighs so much, minnie.” 

“Your thighs are a gateway to something much more tasteful. Something that I crave day in, day out.” You swallow feeling his fingertips lightly brush up and down your pussy through your cotton panties.

“This is what I love the most. Your cute, pretty pussy. How responsive it is to me, it's like it knows.” He presses his finger against your clit before stroking slow circles. You whimper softly, looking up at Seungmin.

He's hungry for you, it's evident in the way he looks at you.

“M-Minnie…” You softly moan. Your panties start to stick to your skin, pleasure slowly taking over your mind and body.

“You sound so beautiful for me.” He nudges your neck with his nose before softly kissing the skin. His hand slips under the waistband of your panties, fingertips coming back into contact with your swollen bud.

He strokes between your folds, humming in satisfaction when he feels your slick coating them nicely. He uses your slick as a form of lube to rub your clit. 

The added texture of your slick adds to the pleasure. Your hips buck, nerve endings feeling alive and on fire. Seungmin's body heat radiates onto you making you feel like you're suffocating and drowning.

“My pretty girl.” Seungmin purrs against your neck, pushing your panties down your legs. The cool air makes you shiver as it hits your sensitive pussy.

“M-Minnie… more, please.” You whisper.

“Soon baby, just, let me use your thighs first.” He gently pushes down your leg so it's on top of the other. He holds your waist gently, lining his cock between the two. He pushes his cock between your thighs, his grip on your waist tightening.

“Warm.” He shakily breathes out, pushing and pulling his hips back. His cock rubs between your thighs as well as briefly rubbing between your folds. Your slick transfers onto his length, making it easier for him to thrust.

“Shit, you're so soft.. so warm..” Seungmin peppers soft kisses along the back of your neck, his body shaking.

“M-Minnie, I–”

“So cute, so soft – fuck. I love you, y/n.” His hand travels up your night shirt to cup your breast. He massages it, occasionally playing with your nipple.

“I love you too, Minnie.” With each push, his cock nudges and rubs your clit adding to the pleasure. 

“This is what I needed – my god.. I feel so close already. I'm sorry, I don't think I'll be able to carry on much longer.”

“It's okay, Minnie. Let yourself go.” You purr.

“Just a bit longer. Want to feel your thighs some more. I love your body, y/n. I love your body so much.”

“Minnie, hush. There's nothing to love about it.” The pink tint on your cheeks slowly turns red.

“Are you kidding me? Your body is everything. It's spectacular, it's beautiful. Your body scars, curves, your texture makes you real and I fucking love it.”

“S-Shut up.” You blush, nuzzling into your pillow to hide your face. Seungmin laughs softly, his sharp canines sinking into the skin of your neck gently.

“Y/n..” You let out a muffled moan, Seungmin's cock twitching uncontrollably between your thighs. “I might..” 

You smirk, reaching down and rubbing his cockhead. He lets out a loud, throaty moan. He digs his fingers into your waist, teeth sinking deeper into your skin, threatening to pierce it.

“F-Fu– Don't stop, oh gosh.. please don't stop!” He nuzzles into the crook of your neck, the burning knot in the pit of his stomach threatening to snap at any minute.

“Cum. Cum, I'm going to cum – fuck!” He bites onto your shoulder harshly, piercing the skin. His body jerks as cum shoots out onto the bed sheets and your thighs. You let out a soft whimper, feeling the warm body fluid trickle down your legs. 

Seungmin pants heavily, cock and muscles twitching and seizing with each release. He tenderly kisses your bite mark, apologizing sheepishly as his thrusts turn slow and languid, using your thighs to ride out his high.

“Sorry darling, I didn't me–” He's stopped dead in his tracks, breath hitching in his throat as his heart stops. You're looking at him with doe eyes, tears threatening to spill as a hazy look accompanied by a soft pink blush rests on your face.

“S-Seungmin.” You whimper desperately. “N-Need.. Need you. I need you so bad.”

Seungmin pushes his sweaty bangs away from his face before kneeling up and between your legs. He pushes the duvet away from you, allowing him to see you in all your glory. 

He licks his lips, eyes traveling down your hot body to your pussy. Slick coating your inner thighs, folds soaked and clit swollen. Your entrance is visibly clenching.

Seungmin glances at the clock. 3 am. The corner of his lips turn upwards into a smirk before diving between your legs.

“Happy Valentine's day to me.”

꒰ Jeongin ꒱

Jeongin really wanted ice cream. He's been craving and eating a lot of ice cream lately for some unknown reason, but it keeps him happy.

Sitting with a tub between his legs, idly bringing the spoon to his lips and licking the ice cream off the spoon as he watches his kdrama, you couldn't help but stare. It's late in the evening on valentine's day, the living area is still decorated with helium filled balloons, fake rose petals and confetti.

Cheesy valentine's cards resting on the coffee table, heart shaped box of chocolates, candles and roses to accommodate. You're both tired from the eventful day of shopping and spending money, so you both decided on having a quiet night in.

Jeongin is happily eating his strawberry flavored ice cream, occasionally laughing at his series as well as letting out the occasional sound of displeasure. You, however, struggled to maintain focus; it's hard when all you can see from the corner of your eye is Jeongin's tongue darting out and scooping up the ice cream from his spoon.

“If you keep staring at me, you're going to burn holes.” Jeongin teases. You quickly look away, blushing softly.

“Sorry.” You mumble, feeling embarrassed.

“Don't be. What are you staring at me so much anyways?”

“I wasn't!” You're quick to answer, Jeongin laughing softly. 

“Mhm. So you weren't just watching me eat ice cream? Didn't know you were so into mukbangs.”  

“I-I'm not!” You whine, feeling flustered. Jeongin raises his eyebrow.

“No?” You watch him scoop up more ice cream on his spoon and slowly licking it off. It had already started to melt so some of it dripped down his chin.

“Ops.” He says nonchalantly, scooping it up with his finger and licking it clean. You clench your jaw, shuffling in your seat. Your mind is racing with thoughts, making you feel unsettled and excited.

He places his ice cream down. “Should we try something? Something fun. Something I think you will love.”

A glimmer of mischief in his eyes. You cock your head to the side, nodding slowly. Whatever it is, you know it doesn't hold good intentions. He's a menace to your heart. You watch him walk to the freezer, grabbing the ice cube tray before walking back to you.

“Strip.”

“Innie..” You start off by saying. You stop yourself once you see him giving you that look. You whimper softly, stripping yourself off your clothing so you're just in your panties. Jeongin hums in satisfaction, popping out an ice cube and putting it in his mouth. He rolls it around his tongue, letting it melt slowly in his mouth.

He sits back down, pressing his lips against yours as soon as the ice has melted. You whimper, feeling his tongue instantly push past your lips. You shiver, the feeling of his ice cold tongue against your warm tongue making you shiver and feel things you haven't felt before.

Pleasure, need and desperate courses through your veins. You grip onto Jeongin for stability, feeling your head become hazy from the kiss. The lack of oxygen becomes apparent. You failed to notice Jeongin popping out another ice cube; it wasn't until you felt an ice cold feeling on your breasts did you pull away and squeal.

“C-Cold!” Jeongin simply hums. He trails the ice cube down the valley of your breasts and back up, sliding it around your nipple. You watch him, a trail of water being left behind from the ice cube melting too fast from the heat of your body. Water drips down the curve of your breast, falling onto your lap.

You shiver, nipples becoming perky in an instant. Jeongin licks his lips, enjoying the sight that rests upon his eyes. He continues the torture with the cube, letting it glide over and over your sensitive nipple.

Water droplets travel between your breast and stomach, dipping at your belly button before stopping just above the waistband of your panties. Whilst Jeongin uses the cube to tease your nipple, he dips his head low to capture the neglected one between his teeth.

He gently nibbles on it, tugging it gently before kitten licking it. He suckles on the bud, laying his tongue flat to lick long strips. You tangle your fingers in his hair, letting out soft moans in the form of his name. 

He gently grabs your thighs, pulling you down on the sofa so your back is against the arm rest. Your legs spread wide apart which allows Jeongin to see your growing wet patch in your cotton panties.

Keeping his eyes locked onto your, he presses his finger against the wet material which makes your hips buck.

“Warm and wet. Shall we change that?” He hums. He pulls down your panties, discarding them onto the floor. Grabbing a cube, he trails it across your lower stomach and pubic area. The ice cube melts instantly, water dripping down your folds.

“I-Innie….” You shakily moan out, feeling overwhelmed by the experience. With a new ice cube, he teasingly rubs it over your clit. You buck your hips, groaning softly as it instantly melts. The water trickles down your pussy mixing with your slick.

“I-I can't… Please Innie..” You whimper, eyes glossy. Your bottom lip is swollen and kiss bitten. Your body is shivering and hot. The stark contrast of hot and cold is a new feeling for you, especially in the context that it's being used in as of now.

“Please what?” He hums.

“Please stop teasing me.” You beg. He hums softly, thinking for a second and shrugging.

“Okay. I guess it is Valentine's Day so you do deserve some loving.” He buries himself between your legs but not before suckling on a few ice cubes.

Your eyes widen and hips instantly buck against his face. His cold tongue lays flat on your sensitive clit, short and fast licks sending shockwaves of pleasure up and down your spine.

Your toes curl against the material of the sofa, hands shakily reaching down to tangle in his hair. You moan his name like a mantra, his cold mouth working its magic on your pussy.

He licks at your entrance like a starved man, moaning at your taste and scent. He pushes you flush against his face, wanting to be buried in your cunt more. His eyes flicker up at you, smirking when he sees your fucked out face.

“I hope you're prepared for a long night, baby. We still have another tray full of ice cubes.”

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Firefighter!Nat NSFW Alphabet

I was asked to do this and I absolutely loved writing it. Warnings: Definitely 18+ talks. I hope you enjoy this and catch up on firefighter!Nat here!

All of the goods about beefy!Firefighter!Nat below the cut!

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

Nat definitely enjoys snuggling after sex. She takes the quiet moments after sex seriously. Even if the sex is intense, she at least kisses you on the forehead and pulls you into her arms. A lot of times she likes to shower afterwards and she loves when you wash her body for her.

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

Natasha’s favorite part of her body is definitely her abdomen area. Especially because of her tattoos on her rib cage that dips into her stomach just right. She’s confident in her entire body though.

Her favorite part of you is definitely your boobs. She’s a simple girl at heart. You always tend to focus on her body being perfect, but Natasha thinks that there’s nothing better than worshipping you from head to toe.

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

Natasha very much loves to make you come and make you come hard. She’s confident in her sex skills. She particularly loves to taste your cum on her tongue when you ride her face or see your cum dripping onto her thighs or abs as you grind against her. Nat is also a fan of when she wears a strap and you come onto it.

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

Natasha’s dirty secret is that she often wonders if you’d be into a threesome with one of her coworkers. It’s not that you’re not enough for her (you definitely are), but she’s always wondered if you’d want anyone to join you. Probably Carol or Valkyrie as she knows you’d love their beefy bodies like you love hers.

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

Natasha is 100% experienced. In her early training years, Natasha would spend a lot of weekends on dates. She’s hot and she knows it. But the best thing about her is that she is extremely quick on her feet. As a firefighter, she makes split second decisions and she uses that training with you. She adapts quickly and can you off by fixating on what she finds you love.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

Natasha LOVES when you ask her to ride your face. The feeling of your hands on her ass as she moves her hips makes her feel so good. She also loves when you ride her thigh. She can suck on your nipples and watch your face as you come for her.

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

Natasha is usually pretty serious during sex. She makes the occasional joke, usually in the form of a tease, but stays relatively serious about getting the job done. She is likely to make a comment before sex about how much you simp for her.

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

Natasha is well groomed. She’s, as you expect her to be, very put together as a person and that relays into her hair. Her red hair does in fact match the rest of her body.

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

Nat is very intimate during sex. Even if she’s being possessive or a but more aggressive, Nat always makes sure you’re okay. She knows your limits well and she’d never push you beyond them.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

Nat used to masturbate more than she does now that she’s with you. On occasion though, she’ll do it. She thinks of you and looks at photos you’ve sent her. If you’re awake, she’ll call you and get off with you. You love when she calls.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

Natasha leans into you calling her daddy, but she doesn’t ever call you mommy. She just likes the way it makes her feel when she’s in control and you can’t help but call her the term. Since you got married, Natasha does love it when you call her your wife though. She also has a slight kink for having semi-public sex, which gets you in trouble from time to time.

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

As mentioned above, Nat likes semi-public sex. You often have sex at the firehouse. That’s where you had your first time, so it makes Natasha happy. Outside of that, Natasha enjoys having sex in the shower with you.

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

Natasha gets extremely turned on when you touch her. Even innocently. She gets going a lot when you take off her shirt and run your hands over her tattoos. Nat also gets turned on when you tell her you love her. It’s cheesy, she knows, but it fills with a desire to make you feel so good.

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

Natasha would never use any weapons or physically hurt you in any manner. She took a vow to always protect and rescue people, so it makes her feel odd to hurt someone even for their pleasure.

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

Natasha is obsessed with the way you eat her out. Whether she’s straddling your face in the bed, you’re on your knees in the shower, or in the front seat of the car, Natasha loves it. She also loves to eat you out and she’s damn good at it.

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

Nat switches up her pace as she sees fit for the situation. But her favorite is to keep things fast but sensual. She wants you to have multiple orgasms, but she also wants to spend time just kissing you and feeling your body on hers.

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

Oh, Nat is such a fan of quickies. She knows she can get you off in no time. Natasha will take you off to another room or interrupt you cooking dinner to have a quick fuck. Rarely, she even wants you to get her off in return. She just wants the pleasure of making you feel good.

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

Natasha only experiments on certain occasions. Most of the time she likes to remain in control, but when she’s really exhausted she lets you take control. That’s when she finds out some different things she likes. She mostly keeps her risk-taking on the heroic day job she has though.

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

Natasha is used to working long shifts. Her stamina basically has no end. Usually you’re the one to say you need a break or are sensitive to touch.

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

Well, Natasha definitely owns a strap that she wears under her gray sweats. You wear one on occasion but it’s usually Nat that does. She owns a vibrator but only uses it on the rare occasions you’re not around and she can’t just call you up to help her get off.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

Natasha’s form of teasing is when she gets caught up in kissing you. She loves to kiss your thighs before she dives in. Nat also gets caught up in sucking your nipples. She is also very unfair when she walks around your home with only gray sweatpants (with a strap you can see) and a sports bra but doesn’t let you touch her.

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

Once Nat got comfortable with you, she got very loud. You pulled her out of her comfort zone and she is really happy you did. Natasha moans a lot and she sings your praises as you make her feel good.

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

Natasha is soft hearted. She sees such horrible things on her shifts that sometimes she comes home and cries to you. You’re the only one who knows that side of her. Natasha has the urge to save the world and she never stops trying to do it.

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

Do I even have to say it? Toned toned toned. Natasha is muscular, she’s smooth, and she rocks her tattoos. Her breasts are perfect and her ass is a dream.

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

Nat wants to and could have sex almost every day, but she doesn’t need to. Sometimes you’ll go weeks without it due to your busy schedules, but Nat never complains. She’s ramped and ready to go when you are.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

Natasha always makes sure you fall asleep before she does. It’s an old habit from growing up in a home where she was always looking out for her sister. Once she can tell you’re happily asleep, she falls into her own slumber.

[fallstreakfeathers]

Urogi Headcanons (The Really Fun Kind)

Minors DNI! This is an 18+ post. Y'all asked for it and enabled me so here. Take it. Take it all. Not proofread.

General:

Not a virgin. Obviously.

Dom/switch. Kind of a dominant brat, if that makes sense. He’s incredibly versatile in sex.

Doesn’t have a preference for positions for HIMSELF but prefers to be able to see his partners face.

Doesn’t care what speed- he likes anything.

Grows hornier at certain times of the year and will build a large ‘nest’ out of things he finds. He WILL convince you to fuck in the nest.

Will get so bloody horny during ‘rut’ that Sekido actually kicks him out of the hideout You can also find him a drooling, whimpering, whiny mess as he humps and grinds against whatever he can to get off during this time. Maybe it's your pillow. Maybe it’s your leg. Poor guy is uncontrollably horny when in rut. This is, thankfully, a situation exclusive to Urogi due to both his feral instincts and also partly due to his lack of impulse control. The other clones don’t go through a rut.

Cock is a grower, not show-er. 4.5" soft, which lets it stay hidden in the long, thick fur covering his legs and below his navel. 6'1" hard. Has a subtle upward curve, large head.

Very vocal… ! However, he whimpers and begs the closer he gets to cumming.

If you stroke between his wings, he will cum immediately. It’s a tossup whether this annoys him, though

He’s used to women in particular being afraid of him because of his appearance or treating him like a monster, so he genuinely appreciates compliments about his inhuman bits and will get excited rather quickly if you do so

Kiss his knuckles to make the sweet prince melt into a pile of goo

Usually takes the lead (but LOVES when his partner does it instead, especially women)

Likes hand jobs a lot since he has a hard time masturbating with his own because of his talons

Prefers if his partner starts slow with their hands and then speeds up once he’s close to cumming

Would fuck in the air if he was capable of it but unfortunately it’s not possible even for him :(

HAS masturbated in the sky before, using the his palms and also the wind to get off

Please make sure you guys take a bath after you’re done so his fur doesnt get matted

He does enjoy pet-names, for himself AND his partner

Kink ListUrogi has a lot more Yes than No’s, because he finds joy and arousal in far more things than what turns him off lmao Also includes specific scenarios I think he enjoys or dislikes.

YES:

Praise (giving and receiving, loves being called a good/pretty boy)

Blood

Breeding kink. Like, HUGE breeding kink. He will beg you to let him knock you up as he’s balls deep in you (even if he can’t). Tell him you want his offspring and he goes feral, holding you down and whimpering until he cums as deep inside as he possibly can with the most angelic sound you’ve ever heard

Biting (neck especially. Also enjoys biting neck/shoulder of his partner as he rails them from behind)

mild pet play (receiving)

Nest sex. Fuck him in the nests he makes ;v;

receiving degradation (PLEASE call him your needy slut/whore/pet, bring down his ego as much as you build it)

Exhibitionism. Will fuck anywhere, any time, no matter who or what is watching. Would fuck you in front of Muzan.

wings (as stated, stroking where they connect between his shoulders will make him cum immediately)

primal/predator/prey play

pegging (receiving)

Begging (receiving and giving)

please tug his hair- knot your hands in it

likes when his horns are used to control him

edging/orgasm denial

physical fights/battle as foreplay

corruption kink

doggy style

cuddly sex

Has an oral fixation so he loves going down on his partner. Good luck getting him to stop.

Scent AND taste kink

Cockwarming

Loves when his cum is plugged in his partner so it can’t escape

Marking. Loves leaving marks on his partner- especially by carving his name on your skin. By the end of the night, there will be no doubt who you belong to.

Get yourself off on his thighs

69

Adores seeing his partner swallowing his cum, especially if they used their hands to make sure he cant pull away and cums in their mouth

Also loves seeing the outline of his cock pulsing in their throat as they swallow around him

Reunion sex

Overstimulation. Hips will go wild if you use a vibrator on him after the first round. 

Marathon sex

Will spit in your mouth. Swallow it.

Will use loose feathers to drag up your sensitive bits.

MAYBE:

has a light virgin kink

Dacryphilia 

forced orgasm (usually fine, sometimes might make him a bit annoyed- then he'll just get rough)

has a secret fantasy about Muzan finding him being pegged by a human

Weapons. They don’t really do anything for him, considering he’s a demon and even a nichirin blade isn't a real threat to his body. Might use them on his partner but would rather just use his talons if you want to be hurt so badly

Toys. Will use if asked but would rather just use what he already has. He isn’t too argumentative about trying them on himself, however, especially if you’re pegging him.

Co-masturbating (likes it but prefers his hands on his partner)

Doctor roleplay/examination

Body worship, giving and receiving- Loves it but gets impatient/twitchy easily But please tell him how pretty he is. Tell him how soft the pads of his fingers are, how sweet the scales on his arm feel. Tell him how good he smells, how comforting his feathers are, how-

Cumming on command

Humiliation/extreme physical domination, giving- particularly if you are RPing as a Slayer or ARE a slayer Will hiss in your ear about your betrayal and how dishonored you are, how corrupt, how pathetic. How weak. Will ask you how your slayer companions feel about you fucking/being fucked by the enemy. Will ask what would happen if your hashira friends walked in on you being bred like a slut by Upper Moon 4, what would happen if he sent you back to base with his cum leaking from every hole, if you smelled so strongly of him that the very crows called in alarm

Muzzles- he hates being muzzled because it prevents him from using his mouth, but it DOES get him off

NO: 

Cuckolding. Urogi is a very possessive lover. The idea of another person fucking his partner pisses him off (the exception is with the other clones. Because they are all the same person, so he doesn’t think it counts as having more than one partner, but he still won’t release his dominance to them. Even to Sekido.)

Age-play (creeps him out)

Restraints (on him), except for muzzles. He can’t handle being restrained even in nonsexual encounters. It’s one of the few things that causes him to panic.

Blindfolds- he wants to see his partner :(

Scat/Piss. He’s not a fan of extremely unsanitary kinks and the smell turns him off.

''CNC''. The closest he gets is predator/prey. Despite his faults and other kinks, and how rough he can be, he can’t get hard if he feels like he’s genuinely forcing his partner or scaring them, even if you asked him to or haven’t used a safe word. Regardless of his kinks, he wants all his sex consensual.

[lilysaus]

time for lilys rare, once-every-five-months hot take on current general opinions, and this one has to do with j k rowling and harry potter.

ive seen some really harsh things said about her, and ive done my own research, and you know what? youre all right. shes a horrible, awful, nasty excuse for a human being. she is. im not going to deny it and i never will. you wanna know something else? harry potter, despite some of the horrible things that j k rowling included within it, is still a great work of fiction.

there. ive said it. harry potter is a great work of fiction. now, that might just be my ignorant little two-year-old brain who grew up reading that series saying that, it might be that im just desperately clinging to my precious past that means so much to me, but still.

consider this: a person can be a terrible, awful person that no one likes and still create fairly good things. someone, such as j k rowling, can be awful and horrible and completely unlikeable and still be a fairly good author.

i mean, just look at the things that the harry potter fandom has created. the darker, more j-k-rowling-esque things included in the series havent stopped the fandom from finding things within the books to justify their silly little headcanons. there are so many things about the harry potter series that are actually so cool and amazing that i dont think we should just completely ignore it.

instead of never reading harry potter again, just dont buy new books. if youve never read it but really want to, borrow the books from someone. find some free pdf online. find them somewhere where you wont have to pay for j k rowlings sexist, racist, and homophobic agenda.

instead of buying the movies, go hang out with someone who already has them. ask your friends if they already have the harry potter movies and either borrow them or watch the movies together. go onto piracy websites, for crying out loud! thats right! im condoning piracy for this one! go watch them illegally! as long as you arent paying for it, i dont care!

and another thing! keep creating fan content for it! and not just any fan content! make the kind of content that will make j k rowling see red. make the kind of stuff thatll just grind her gears. make the kind of stuff thatll make her scream in anger at her phone when she sees it. fanfics, fanart, if you think of it, you should make it.

please, dont let the creator of the content decide who enjoys the content and how. just dont support the creator while you enjoy the content. do the kind of stuff thatll make her mad, but she cant do jack-shit about it. just dont bash on the content.

you shouldnt feel guilty for liking harry potter just because the author is a little shit. you shouldnt feel guilty for liking something you grew up on. because again, you dont have to like the author to like the book. you dont have to like the director to like the movie. you dont have to like the creator to like the content.

thank you for coming to my hot take. have a wonderful rest of your day.

[neoaya]

Hot take!!! (Nuclear tbh)

People are way too shitty to the LW devs, especially Yumeno Rote.

This guy is responsible for every single piece of non-story card character art in the game, that includes units, costumes, alts, expressions, Music Video CGs, etc. Seeing as a new unit is released per week, along with 2/4 event costumes and 2/3 rebirth costumes at the end of the month, this guy is at MINIMUM drawing 8 fully detailed illustrations and backgrounds per month, for three and a half years straight.

The only other gacha to my knowledge that has one artist doing all the character art like this is Limbus Company, which even then has a significantly longer period between new art being added to the game. (I'm aware there are likely a lot more, but most to my knowledge have multiple artists)

So when I see a post criticising Lost Word, what do you think is being criticised 90% of the time?

Is it:

The fact it's a gacha game

Genuine criticism of the game itself and its mechanics or story

Hell, even criticism of the questionable work practice of having one guy do all the game's art

If you guessed 4, "near insignificant nitpick of Rote's art, AUs shown, or a VA (in a game where you can pick from 3 for every character) because it doesn't fit within their headcanon in a game about multiple different universes" you'd be correct!

Don't get me wrong, I have seen the first two plenty of times, but they're always either fair critiques or people who just don't want anything to do with gacha games and don't care which is understandable.

But for 4? The sheer amount of hatred and seething vitriol people express for details most people wouldn't think twice about is insane to me. It never seems to come from a sincere place of disappointment but rather fear to fit in, like "Oh this relates to me, I better lay in to it as much as possible since everyone else shits on it, wouldn't want to give people the impression I'm weird for liking it after all". It just seems depressing to me that people feel the need to act miserable out of peer pressure and not wanting to stray from the popular opinion.

As someone's who played the game since launch at this point I feel more than qualified to tell you it's FAR from perfect, hell I wouldn't even call it all that good. Gameplay fluctuates from playing the game for you to forcing you to have a full understanding of the meta, grinding is a chore, drop rates are far too low, the nature of the game forcing normally evil aligned characters to act more reasonably, and I unironically think the lack of representation and downright bad writing for Aya until now is singlehandedly responsible for making her drop by one place 3 years in a row in the THVote popularity poll.

So why do I still play it after all this time? Because I genuinely just want to see what they do next. I like seeing what new takes on characters they come up with, I like seeing where the story goes, what the next event will be and I love Rote's art and all the other art contributed by the JP community, I even think the Hifuu and RoM section of the story is genuinely good. It's nice to have a constant and reliable stream of Touhou media to read through in-between the wait for actual new games.

Somehow I don't feel that guy in the middle would want to come on livestreams 3 and a half years after launch if he didn't find it fun, same goes for all the artists and doujin circles that have contributed their art and music, especially those with more than one card or song.

If you want anyone to blame, blame GoodSmile for publishing this game and making this the complete extent they're willing to promote it and Touhou as a whole. (Last new character from them was a Reisen nendo from six years ago btw!)

In conclusion, I think LW has objectively done more good for the series than harm. You can not understate the fact that this game is responsible for introducing Touhou to so many new people and giving the spotlight to characters that are otherwise overlooked. Inaccurate character portrayals are rarely an issue when the series embraces differentiating itself from the source material, that's the nature of doujin culture. That and it seems silly to try and gatekeep people who got into the series through Lost Word, telling them they're experincing it wrong only serves to turn them away and I don't blame newcomers when official touhou media is still hard to come across in the west and the three most popular games in the series still don't have a digital release.

As a tangent, I used to have a problem with how Aya was depicted in a lot of fan media, even from people here, but a friend taught me I shouldn't let those alternate interpretations ruin my enjoyment of her and that I shouldn't fault them for seeing her that way. I feel others should be able to learn from that.

(I definitely forgot some stuff but this is ranty enough as is, I just wanted to get it out of my system)

[minheelovelee]

Heya, can I request the nsfw a-z for Yuma/&team, Heeseung and Sunoo both Enhypen? Ty 💖

Can I be the ❄️ anon

hi anon! ofc you can be snowflake! welcome to my little anon family :))) thanks for requesting, doing yuma today :P he's so interesting and very naughty. also i’m doing this wiff an edible in my system. wish me luck.

yuma nsfw a-z

warnings: nsfw :) slight cnc. slight noncon.

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

- he's so lazy. he'll fuck you stupid for hours. after he cums for the last time, he’s done done. you’re better off cleaning up in the morning, because he’s already hanging off your neck and snoring in your ear.

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

-i wouldn't say this is his favorite part, but his mouth. he's always leaving trails of marks in hidden areas. he's moved past the desire for leaving hickies. you'll find his signature bite marks in places no one else can see.

- bewbs. anything he can do concerning your rack, he’s so down for.

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

- inside. he’ll beg for it if you ask. any hole will do.

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

- yuma is so naughty. that’s the best word to describe him. he’s very sneaky with his exhibitionism. most of the time, people won’t catch on to whatever foul acts he’s engaging in right under their noses. like how he fucks you in the same room as euijoo. or when he grinds on you while they talk about important subjects. how about every time he’s made you cum on his leg during a movie night.

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

- he’s watched so much porn oh my god. everything under the sun. he’s new to the whole sex thing, but he’ll tell you he’s got year of experience under his belt. you’ll be able to tell he’s lying, when he cums after seven thrusts.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

- spooning. reaching around to feel your tits is his fav thing. he likes when you spoon him too. jerking him off or fucking him deep.

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

- he’s a silly boy. when he’s feeling softer, he’s always smilin’ at you and giggling about something. definitely the type to giggle into kisses. or while he’s giving head. xoxo

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

- probably doesn’t shave. he doesn’t care to. if you tell him he doesn’t have to, he won’t.

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

- he can be romantic, i’m sure. but he’s not really a romantic guy. he’s very intimate, though. getting as close as possible, and dedicating himself to his partner.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

- like every other day. multiple days in a row if he’s bored. he’s got a lot of extra, unspent energy that he channels into horniness.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

- somnophilia: oh he’s obsessed. him sneaking into the room after work. getting his partners little hole nice and wet with spit. bullying his cock past the tight rim. wiping away tears as his baby starts to cry. love it.

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

- bathroom/bedroom. he likes to leave the doors unlocked/ajar and give you a false sense of safety. he thinks it’s funny when people walk in. the blush it leaves on your face fuels his humiliation kink.

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

- the word “no”. he’s just going to sweet talk you into changing your mind. the word means nothing to him. it’s just a trigger word that makes him hard.

- desperation. he loves when you’re too desperate to make calculated movements. when the kissing is all tongue and teeth, the clothes don’t even need to come off. he loves it.

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

- can’t say that i have an idea for this.

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

- baby loves getting head :( he wants you gagging on his cock whenever possible. fucking your mouth >

- he’s really good at giving head. all positions. all holes. and eye contact.

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

- he’s quite fast. he doesn’t hold back with his pace. his movements are rough too. but he’s a dancer, when he applies himself, his movements are so fluid and perfect.

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

- so down. when the urge presents itself, he acts on it. sex isn’t just for home.

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

- he’s willing to take risks, even when it’s deemed as inappropriate to do so. public sex, but he’s choking you until you’re dizzy. bath sex, but he’s making you suck his cock under the water.

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

- unreasonably long. his needs are high.

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

- oh of course. he has a fleshlight to fuck when he needs a hole. he probably has some vibrator to fuck himself with. he’s likes blindfolds too.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

-he’s super naughty and a big tease. he only gives you enough please to feel a little nice. then he takes whatever he wants. you have to beg to feel good.

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

- whiny and annoying. it’s impossible to have sex without his roommates hearing. he got over the teasing after the first few times. they’ve been catching him getting off for years. he doesn’t keep his mouth shut. he makes really cute throaty sounds. you can’t blame him for letting everyone hear.

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

- this friend is so kind. he’s used you as a model to show his friends what sex looks like. he knows they’re inexperienced and lacking skill. he’ll teach them a thing or two while using your body. that time he let nico practice his oral technique on you. or when he had jo fuck your ass to practice lasting longer.

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

- like 4-5 inches. if he had 5.5 i’d be pleasantly surprised.

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

- if you’re here, you know.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

- 7 minutes maximum. 3 minutes minimum. he’s a tired boy let him sleep. when he fucked you until he buried his cum deep inside you, then went to eat you out… then fell asleep on your pussy. whoops.

[temtamtom]

Any thoughts on Seborga?

Ohhh I love love love him. He's my little guy. My rotten soldier. My sweet cheese. My good-time boy.

I didn't care about him all that much until I visited the town of Seborga last year (I was in the area and wanted to drop by). I started thinking about him a lot more after that, and here we are now. I can't have modern Itabros or Itafam content without Sebby, it just wouldn't be the same 😔

This post might get a lil' lengthy as usual, so I'll put my headcanons and thoughts under "read more":

I feel like he's under-utilized in the brother/family dynamic, which is a shame. He's an interesting contrast to his brothers, who've been around for thousands of years and experienced so many hardships. He's very young and still a little naive to the reality of nationhood. His brothers kept him sheltered throughout his upbringing so he could have an easy, happy childhood. Lord knows it was messy for Romano and Feliciano. They didn't want that for Sebastiano.

Since Seborga is in the region of Liguria, I think he was given to Genova(/Liguria) first as a baby. Genova, who isn't very good at caring for others and knows it, immediately called up Feliciano. One thing led to another, and Seborga soon became part of their family. Sebby and Genova have a relationship but not as brothers. Maybe Sebby sees him more as a close family friend/"zio" type of person. Someone he can turn to for advice when he doesn't want his brothers to get involved in his problems.

The first few years of his life were very nerve-wracking. I have a headcanon that he aged scarily fast for a nation, on par with a human. They weren't sure if he would keep aging and eventually die off, and they didn't calm down until the late 70s/early 80s when his growing slowed to a halt. There was also a lot of debate about what sort of relationship they should have with Seborga. They were raising him from infancy, so were they his parents? Is one technically more of a "parent" than the other? What about just being brothers? Yeah, brothers sound better. Brothers but with more Nuance(TM).

Romano and Feli received an extensive education as children, so it felt obvious that Sebby should attend school as much as possible. Due to their living and working arrangements, Seborga went to school in Rome and consequently picked up a lot of Roman mannerisms. Something that didn't go unnoticed by Genova every time he saw the kid ("Look at what you've done to this Ligurian boy! He's Roman!")

Onto one of my favourite dynamics within the family- Romano and Sebby's dynamic. Grumpy boomer big brother and his baby brother who likes getting on his nerves at every opportunity but, goddamnit, that's his weird baby brother and he still loves him to pieces. I'm a big softie for some loving-big-bro-'mano content. That man will look out for his family I just know it. His doors are always open for Seborga and there will always be food on the table for him, no matter what. Even if Seborga likes to grind his gears.

Seborga grew up reading a lot of comics! He started with the more kid-friendly ones like Disney comics (Paperino, Topolino, etc.) and soon graduated to things like TEX (one of Romano's favourites) and Dylan Dog. As a child, he'd draw his own little comic strips and characters- a hobby that Feliciano actively encouraged.

One of his closest friends is Monaco. Seborga is very close to the French border, and while I was in the area, I got the chance to visit Monaco for a day. The drive was quite easy and relatively quick, so it's not hard to imagine that they would've struck up a friendship since they're quite close! One thing that I enjoy about this friendship is the Uptown Girl/Downtown Boy dynamic they'd have ❤️ I don't know, I just think they're lovely

I'll stop here, but. Yeah. I just think he's neat! A lovely fella

[bunnimew]

Which of the spirits in rotg do you think could do menial stuff without magical powers? Like, driving a car, doing taxes, etc? I like to think it was Jack that stopped the Guardians by the laundry place so they could get coins to exchange teeth with.

Hello anon! 

Life has been kicking our asses once again, so we know this is a huge delay but we WILL answer your asks eventually. Please be patient with us while we deal with this crazy time of year. 😭 

As for your question! 

Jack definitely seems the most ‘in touch’ with the modern world. I think he would know how the human daily grind works after observing them for so long. Although I don’t know if he’d be able to drive a car. 🤣 Use a video game controller? Sure. Steer a bumper car or go kart? Absolutely. Maybe he’d know the gist of it because there are plenty of teens who think driving is fun, but I think he’d be just as clumsy if he actually got behind the wheel. Additionally, I don’t think there’s any magical force on the planet that could get Jack to touch anything related to taxes. 🤣

I think North could drive a car though. He’s at least mechanically inclined to know how an engine would work. Man could probably conduct a whole train if he wanted. I could also see North being able to figure out taxes. He runs toy production. He deals with lists. Taxes wouldn’t be a huge leap. 

It’s a personal headcanon of ours that Pitch likes tea and knows how to cook, so, ignoring the logistics of how the lair has plumbing, Pitch would know how to do dishes. He ALSO probably knows a thing or two about taxes because people are so afraid of them, but I couldn’t see him actually sitting down and doing them. 🤣 He’d find a loophole like the villain he is. 🖤 

I could see Tooth also having some basic cleaning skills. Don’t know if I could picture her with a vacuum, but a mop and broom maybe. Look. Birds MOULT. That’s a lot of feathers piling up. And since she’s all about clean teeth, I think she’d also enjoy a clean home and work space. 🤣

On that note, bunnies ALSO shed, so Bunny probably knows some basic cleaning too. 

Sandy’s got it easy. Everything can be done and made with magic, baby. He’s just here to snooze and weave some funky dreams. 😎 

Thanks for the fun ask, anon! 

[gokartkid]

maxiel— lawyers au (max recently said he would be a lawyer if he wasn’t a driver lol.. idk it made me think of succession au even tho not rly related but similar vibes!!)

this ask is actually perfect because did you know my comfort show forever and for life is suits XOXOXO

max as a first-year-associate on that GRIND (put to work doing all the research that everyone else doesn't want to do) and daniel's just a bit higher up in the food chain re: he keeps coming over to max's desk to chat to him which max is at first like can u pls shut up and let me work 😭 but then daniel is yk eating his salad talking shit and he looks over maxs shoulder and says hey wait-- look. thats a major discrepancy (because when max talks as well he is listening, while he's making fun of him!)

daniel giving max tips and tricks re: yeah no dont even try talking to helmut if you see him have more than 3 coffees in the morning lol not worth it you'll get shut down. DO talk to christian if he's got his door open, and especially if he's had a meeting with toto-- he'll be so out of it he says yes to anything you ask about

max staying late because FUCK he has to get this pro bono case done and it, like, sucks, and he still doesn't know what the fuck billable hours are-- and he thinks he's all by himself until daniel rocks up with a pizza and is like. STOP. right now. you need brain food, like, yesterday. come on. ill help you out (working thru the night in the case library oooh)

daniel fucking it up in a trial and-- he's having a crisis suddenly and suddenly MAX is the one that can help HIM because "daniel of course I have been following your case you've been so stressed and look-- on page 28 there is this clause--" and they winnn!!! or whatever. im not a lawyer btw

max clearly getting on the partner track and daniel is getting. defffinitely feelings for him but they are-- also definitely discouraged from having relationships within the company let alone-- like, daniel doesn't want max to get any weird nepotism or fucking-your-way-up accusations and theres like a drunken moment where they kiss maybe, and max is suddenly like oh! oh wow i have feelings for daniel, whereas daniel is kind of at the end of this journey of "yup i definitely 100% have feelings for max. fuck. fuck fuck fuck." (also like. homophobia or whateverr they work at one of those pinkwashing rainbow tick companies but yk very "oh we have a gay employee (one)" :))

and so daniel... leaves! VERY shock news because ppl were like, oh suuurely he'll become a junior partner at some point in the next few years-- and its like, rlly shocking AND he has to not work for 3-6 months or smth because of sensitive client info and like, he has to start new at this new company (renault vibes) now and max feels like, horribly betrayed because obviously daniel didn't talk to him about it and-- why didnt he talk to him about it???

and daniel gets caught up in the move and sorting out his life and everything as well so he barely has the time to talk to max or to contact him or anything let alone like, examine his feelings now that a relationship would be POSSIBLE. anyway long story short: max feeling betrayed, daniel trying to see him again but only managing to do it in passing at like, trial overlap times they have and max is avoiding him because to HIM thats the clearest rejection you could get! (can't think thru a reconcile now but they do, and its hard, but then theyre lawyers in love or WHATEVERRR)

send me an au and ill make up some headcanons!

[samwiseism]

Are there any headcannons for Peter or other characters that are heavily adopted by the fandom that you love or hate in fanfics, artwork,etc?

this got very long so i’m sorry in advance! also i’m more talking about behaviours in headcanons rather than any specific headcanons people have cause I don’t want to put random people on blast <3

i think my main problems in fanon are ones that were perpetuated in *~*canon*~* (as far as comics have a canon, pffft) after the movies came out. i can’t say i engage too heavily in fan stuff outside of my tiny mutual bubble on here but i’m aware of how the gang is viewed outside and it’s not always great. intended with love, maybe so. but people are so guilty of taking the guardians at face value.

headcanons that run into the ‘peter is a stupid manchild’ characterisation is my biggest ever pet peeve. because he’s not stupid! he’s not a manchild! he’s very clever, and quick-witted and he plays dumb PURPOSELY to get the upper hand! he WANTS to be underestimated. that’s how he wins! his brain is working at a thousand miles an hour! and sure, he puts his foot in his mouth sometimes (okay, maybe a lot of times) but if you think Pete is stupid, honestly, you just haven’t been paying attention.

i think chris pratt being cast in the mcu is what started this characterisation because people were just like oh! andy dwyer in space. the legendary star-lord comic that came out after the movie is my villain origin story for making him an actual clown. after that in the comics they always made him stupid. which is bizarre in itself actually because despite the Andy Dwyer In Space jokes, I don’t think peter is portrayed as stupid in the guardians movies (infinity war and endgame don’t interact xxx). maybe not as quick on his feet as he is in the comics, maybe a little goofier, but certainly not an aggressively stupid 14 year old boy.

so the fact that casual fandom enjoys portraying Peter as an idiot or a child in a man’s body really grinds my gears. it’s so widely accepted too. or making him a pop culture quip machine. just stop 💀🔫

other things too are often just. accepted. rocket is mean. always mean. he hates everyone. drax is stupid (the mcu is guilty here). mantis is there to be cute. gamora is just the mum friend (???) like she’s not arguably the most unhinged person on the entire team. more recently, with the release of vol3, that adam is a himbo. as if the whole point wasn’t clearly explained in the movie: that he has all of this knowledge and these amazing skills but he’s very clumsy because he’s never done ANYTHING before! he’s learning!

so basically, any headcanons that have the team engaging in behaviours that perpetuates these things! it’s so annoying! and about loving? well things that don’t constantly do this.

in terms of LOVE: day to day domestic things. rich needs glasses to read despite his nova powers. groot sprouts flowers for birthdays. gamora is happy to teach people to meditate should they want to (she tries with Peter, it goes awfully, he’s bored and he also downed like 10 shots of coffee so he’s just fully vibrating). sam visits sometimes with rich and rocket is secretly always thrilled to see him. i love thinking about a boring day on knowhere <3