#so I don't get your couple humor or insider jokes

[joongdunking]

Dunk, it's not that funny? 🤨

Joong favourite selfie pose: high angle, specifically on the left side of the face

🌻: 😂

🌻: No (it hasn't changed)

🥑: We have queen don't cry filter

🌻: *Zendaya laugh* till he goes out of screen & even threw his head back??

??????

[esote-rika]

Kiss it Better | Spencer Reid

Pairing: Spencer Reid x gn!reader Category: FLUFF Summary: You trip and bruise your knees, but Spencer is there to kiss everything better Content: 1k words, established relationship, Crime and Punishment spoilers??? fluff galore A/N: INCREDIBLY self indulgent—this is a real life story, except I didn't have a Spencer Reid to help me out. My knees are still bruised. It hurts to walk. Dedicated to @darkmatilda because she's a fellow Rodya girlie and she said something that made me laugh so I put it in the fic. Cute lil fluff before I go MIA <3

“It's your fault.”

“Mine? How on earth are your bruised knees my fault?”

“I was reading your book when I tripped.”

He laughs, cradling your legs on his lap as he holds the ice packs to your aching knees, “Sounds like you shouldn't have been reading while walking then, angel.”

“But it was beginning to get interesting!”

“Then it's Dostoevsky's fault for writing something so intriguing.”

“Don't pin this on that dead man, Spencer,” you narrow your eyes, attempting to glare, but it all comes across adorable. You squirm a little, as if that would help with your accusations and make him take you seriously, “You gave me the book.”

“Not with the intention to hurt you!” He's smiling as he holds your legs and stills your movements. Ever patient. Ever warm. You’d melt if you weren’t in so much pain right now and lavish him with kisses. Thank you, you’d murmur. Unfortunately, your tumble has put you in a petty mood. But that’s okay, he knows how to handle that too.

“Are you sure? Because you know it would have hurt me one way or another,” you pout, crossing your arms over your chest, “Not physically like this, but I've heard you talk about it like it’s the height of literature so I know it would be—” 

“I’m of the opinion that it is the height of literature, angel.”

“— it would be—” you press on, shooting an annoyed look his way,  “—an emotional rollercoaster. It would have hurt my feelings. Just wasn't expecting it to give me bruised knees and a twisted ankle on top of the emotional damage.”

He has to hand it to you sometimes, you can be so dedicated to your petulance around him. Only around him. With everyone else, you’re so dependable and calm, but those walls collapse around his company, sweetening into something so charmingly vulnerable, so he nurtures the petulant pouting all the same. Coaxes it from the cracks of your typically put together demeanor with his own teasing words.

“Yeah, that was quite a fall,” he grins, softly, to cushion the playful sharpness of your complaints, “You almost became Rodya's third victim, huh?”

“Are you joking?” you wave at the ice packs balanced on your knees, sputtering in indignation, “I’m going to be immobile for the rest of the day and you're joking?”

“Indeed I am. It is well known that humor, more than anything else in the human make-up, can afford an aloofness and an ability to rise above any situation, even if only for a few seconds.” 

Your jaw drops, “I can't believe you're quoting Frankl at me. I'm sitting in excruciating pain, and you're making a joke and giving me a lecture. Low blow, baby, even for you.”

“I know, I know, angel, I'm sorry.” he murmurs, soothing over the wrinkles he’d deliberately caused. Grinning because he loves this. Loves you. Oh, he loves you so much, “No more European writers. I'll get you all the ice cream and chocolate you need, and then we'll stay inside all day to cuddle, how's that sound?”

“But I want to know what happens to Raskolnikov.”

He laughs, “All right, then I'll throw in a couple of chapters of Crime and Punishment.”

“While we cuddle?”

“Mhm.”

“You'll read for me?” the loveliest eyes peek up at him from beneath fluttering lashes. You know you don’t need to do that, he wouldn’t say no to you, but it’s part of the fun.

“Yes, angel.” He'll read for you anytime, helping you feel better is just an extra incentive. “Chocolates and cuddles and a good book.”

“That's it? Aren't you forgetting something? What happened to that eidetic memory?”

He frowns, wondering what else it is he forgot in his arsenal of things to help you feel better. He wonders if this is just banter, worries that he did actually forget something important.

“You have to kiss them better, genius.”

Ah. Both. How could he be so foolish? His face breaks into a smile. Without breaking eye contact, he sets aside the ice packs, and bends your legs up at an angle so he could have an easier time reaching it. Careful, always so careful but especially now from your bruises. Beneath all teasing, he knows you’re in genuine pain.

Slowly, achingly sweet, he brushes his lips over the bruised knee, the barest caress, warm lips against chilled skin. You suppress a shudder. He moves his lips up to your thigh delicately, teasingly. It's gone before the gasp leaves your lips, though that one brief second sends goosebumps crawling up your skin.

He moves to your other knee, touching his lips to the rapidly blooming purples on your skin, before finally pulling away.

“Better?”

“Much,” you nod, scooting over the couch to get closer to him. His body adjusts around yours in the cramped space, joints and angles poking into your soft, curling limbs. Tangled mess, but you love it all the same. You find yourself somehow nestled between his thighs, your head tucked beneath his chin. He holds the book with one hand, while the other is cupped at your knee, balancing the ice pack and drawing mindless circles over your skin. 

“What chapter shall I read?”

“Part one, chapter six. But Spence?”

“Yes, angel?”

“You owe me more kisses.”

Not that you need to ask, but okay. His lips land on your temple automatically, “Always a pleasure.” he mumbles, breathing in the familiar, soothing scent of your hair, “But may I know why?”

“You said I’d be Rodya's third victim,” you reply, remembering the details of the book and what he’d said earlier, “He was only planning to kill that old lady so… he kills more?”

There’s a pause, before he laughs, “That's a spoiler.”

“Book's been out for centuries,” you roll your eyes, “And yes, that's a spoiler, but one that you unintentionally gave me!”

“I'm sorry,” he laughs, putting down the book to cup your chin. Turning your face to him, he regards you with large brown eyes that seem to dance with love, “I guess you're right, I do owe you more kisses.” he says, before finally kissing your lips.

[rosesnbooks]

Astrology observations #5🖤

🌜I wrote these for fun, based on how i see these placements. i'm not a professional! hope you enjoy these🌛

⭐cancer placements allow themselves to feel their emotions. they may get annoyed by the intensity or the amount of them, but they process them fully, and this makes it easier for them to move on. random thought but writing letters to people they like may be something they do or did as kids haha. they're very romantic

⭐some aries venuses have obsessive tendencies when they have a crush, and they get frustrated a lot if they think they can't/shouldn't pursue them. they enjoy the tension, but they don't want it to last too long because they dislike not being in control, and having feelings for someone leaves them feeling too vulnerable. that's why they try to move on if they can, but it takes work. when they do find someone, they become really clingy but they still need freedom when it suits them

⭐mars in libra avoid conflicts and try to be reasonable about everything, but if they think you crossed a line, you'll see why aries is their sister sign pretty soon. once they tell you off, you'll never see them the same way, so underrestimate them at your cost

⭐having stelliums can be interesting. it for sure puts a lot of emphasis on the influence of that house on your life, and i found that it can be both positive and negative since they face lots of challenges related to their house but also many blessings. those who have stelliums kind of embody multiple characteristics simultaneously

⭐sun in the 11th people glow when they are with their closest friends. they also tend to dream big and care a lot about the world. their friends usually help them in their future goals. they feel a bit different than people in their hometown/country, mostly because they cannot be tied down to a single culture because they enjoy different things, which usually makes them quite open-minded and tolerant. they can be picky about the people they let in super close though

⭐mars in the 6th can procrastinate a lot actually, but they get things done. may get sudden waves of high energy and get things done rapidly and extensively. they expect a lot from themselves regarding their ambitions and aspirations. they try to improve themselves in any way most of the time, but they should also accept their current state if they want to evolve and love themselves. they need to watch out for their moral perfectionism too. it's okay to make mistakes as long as you apologise and strive to change for the better

⭐i've found that virgo mercuries can be really direct, even if they are shy or don't talk much around strangers or acquaintances, they have their moments. super funny too

⭐north node in cancer struggle with accepting their vulnerable side. they hate feeling like things and people can evoke strong emotions in them. they want to be more detached, but those that work on themselves find it very rewarding once they embrace their strong emotions. they can also be really reliable, practical, and thoughtful

⭐fire+water combinations in birth charts-i am sending you a hug. i know exactly how difficult it is to keep all those emotions under check, and that you need a lot of understanding and rest to function. use those emotions and passions well hun, you are strong and capable. you have a lot of empathy and wonder inside of you

⭐capricorn sun/mercury have a dry way of texting. their humor is difficult to read via text and they simply are not fans of texting, and it shows lol

⭐aries mercuries are not always available online and they may come and go when they're online, but they'll answer all of your messages one by one with lots of enthusiasm. they also like to send memes and joke around a lot

⭐virgo mercuries are not fans of texting and they can answer you after a couple of days or so even if they really like you. similarly to aries, they'll make sure they answer everything and they also pay attention to every detail you mention. very sweet really. their humor shines brighter in person

⭐taurus moon are very capable. they may prefer rest over anything else, but their patience and dedication to the things they need to do is really cool. they are calm most of the time so it's nice to be around them, just don't disrespect them and everyone will thrive

⭐taurus venus men can be really possessive. even if you like such behavior, some can go to extremes and try to control how you feel, think, and behave. they have a specific image of an ideal partner and they want you to fulfill it

⭐libra venus tend to care about how they look and present themselves so they put lots of effort into that. they also have standards when it comes to beauty and some expect others to dress and look well, whether they know them or not

⭐women with venus in aquarius-you may be attracted to men who are mysterious and act like they're special. just be careful because there are so many toxic ones out there who want a relationship but not truly, because they don't want to dedicate themselves to you and maybe plan on using you

⭐pisces moon can feel like they're drowning in their own emotions sometimes because they cannot control them easily and they tend to give in. if they like to portray themselves as a martyr these emotions can get out of hand because they let those emotions lead them which influences their mental health and relationships. those who are developed process these emotions and try to figure them out and let them pass. they can learn a lot about themselves and others this way. creative outlets can be of help to process this

⭐leo moon need to watch out for hurting people when their ego is hurt because they can lash out and make lots of damage. take a second to think whether it's worth it or not, since there is no point in trying to "win" in a fight with someone you love

⭐pisces mars can be too forgiving, especially to those they care about. don't let people walk over you dear, no matter who they are. nobody deserves that kind of treatment

thank you for reading!🤍i also offer paid astrology readings, so check out my blog for more info

©rosesnbooks

[gyusimp]

𝐊𝐞𝐧𝐣𝐢 𝐒𝐚𝐭𝐨 [𝐍𝐒𝐅𝐖 𝐀𝐥𝐩𝐡𝐚𝐛𝐞𝐭]

ᴹⁱⁿᵒʳˢ ᴰᴺᴵ! | ᔆᵐᵘᵗ ᶜᵒⁿᵗᵉⁿᵗ | ᴬʳᵗ ᵇʸ⠘ ˢʰᵃᵈᵉˢ ᵒᶠ ᴸᴼⱽᴱ ᵒⁿ ᵀʷⁱᵗᵗᵉʳ

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

Kenji will always be very sweet. No matter how stupid he made you after sex, he will treat you gently and help you get back on your feet. He will clean you up first and then himself and he will be happy to take a shower together if you are okay with it. Although he is a bit of a fussy person so it is 100% certain that he will not go to sleep without changing the sheets for new ones. For your comfort and his, and he might put some air freshener in the air lol.

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

I feel like Kenji is very proud of his entire body, but especially his arms and torso. Have you seen that broad back? That man is to die for and he knows it, that's why he loves sleeping shirtless and teasing you. As for you, he loves everything about you, but he definitely has a fixation on your thighs and touching your ass whenever he gets the chance.

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

He's open to possibilities as long as you are too. Besides cumming inside you, he likes to do it for some reason where a few drops get on your strands of hair or a few drops run down your collarbones. He has a habit of teasing you by kissing you after taste you, so you'll taste yourself on his lips.

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

He's fantasized about doing things with you in his Ultraman form, why? Because yes. It's really nothing more than a fantasy because not even his pinky finger could fit inside you, but imagining you so small and needy in the palm of his hand has made his thoughts go beyond the limits he thought he knew.

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

Nothing. Kenji has no prior experience, not even a little. As famous and handsome as he is, we know that he suffered from bullying in his childhood years which affected his social skills so if I can't imagine him with friends, much less having encounters of that kind. His first time with you was an adorable disaster but you took care of making him feel safe always and over time he managed to improve his technique quite a bit.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

Any one where he can see your face but is also addicted to you riding him or if he's too needy he'll let you on top and spread his legs for you to do whatever you want.

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

It depends on his mood. He usually acts normal but if he wants to tease you or is really excited he might tell a couple of dirty jokes to make you blush.

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

This man is a total grooming person. I can see a shelf in his shower full of hair products, aftershave, skin moisturizers and all that stuff so yes, Kenji pays attention to detail and if he isn't completely shaved there will always be a neat, impeccable trim. You're never going to see a mess down there. Ever.

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

There are times when you two are too horny to get romantic but that doesn't mean it's just sex without love. But, when he's truly focused on making love to you in every sense of the word, he's the most romantic man in the world. He makes you feel like you're on cloud nine with his soft caresses and kisses, his words are so deep that when you both finish, you end up seeing everything in rose-colored glasses and even loving your insecurities after he completely praised you from the bottom of his heart.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

I don't see Kenji doing this kind of thing, he's a mature adult and quite busy too so if he ever did it, it was in puberty out of pure curiosity. Now he has you so if he's horny he knows you can always help him and if he's lonely he'll just get moody.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

I think after taking care of Emi and researching parenting and fatherhood issues he had some praise kinks left, but nothing serious. He doesn't show it anywhere other than the bed and you discovered it little by little on your own when he told you things like how he was eager to fill you with his seed and how excited it made him to think of you carrying his baby in you one day. Whenever you bring it up he doesn't completely deny it but it's because he's a little embarrassed to admit it.

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

Nothing like the comfort of his bed or yours but he's open to new places to make it more exciting. Places like his basement or the stadium locker room when the team has left have been the perfect spots for a quickie.

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

He likes you touching him, your hands are his weakness. Also for some reason when you are dressed up nicely, like clothes he is not used to seeing you in for example a skirt and heels to go to work or a nice dress for an event. He always thinks "is that my girlfriend?" and feels the need to rip your clothes off already.

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

He doesn't agree with the idea of hurting you so he's against BSDM. If you were to ask him to do something related (like asking him to hit you or call you names) he would try to do it at first to fulfill your whim but after a while he would feel uncomfortable and maybe not want to continue. Maybe what he would tolerate a little longer would be to call you names just by seeing your intense reactions and they would be mild words like "slut" or "bitch".

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

As I mentioned before, he is inexperienced in person until after a couple of times. He likes to receive but he prefers thousands of times to give. The feeling of your folds against his tongue and your pussy between his lips is indescribable for him. He loves to grab you by the thighs and wrap his arms around your legs while he gets lost between your crotch for hours being blessed with the sound of your voice before his actions.

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

It will also depend on his mood. A happy, romantic, sweet Kenji who longs to spend time with you after a long week at work will be deep and slow but careful. But a Kenji who is stressed out from losing so many games, fighting with players from other teams and tired of being a baby kaiju's single mother and breaking his back being Ultraman will throw you on the mat face down and grab onto your hips to pound you like there’s no tomorrow and then flip you over to put your knees on his shoulders because you’re dumb enough to do it on your own (of course you’re okay with all of this).

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

He is a fan of quickies, he couldn't live without them. He tends to have mental breakdowns more often than you think and between so many games, interviews and training sessions he sometimes comes home too tired to do it slowly and formally, so you can also offer him several quickies a week so that they are little breaks for him and he can de-stress and continue.

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

He has a slight interest in doing it where he can get caught, like the time where his hands got too far with you in the stadium locker room before a game and his teammates were feet away getting ready in the hallway outside.

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

He is a professional athlete who is used to hours of training, cardio and all that stuff. His average is 3-4 rounds when he feels mentally stable and physically rested. You usually ends up with pain in your lower back and the back of your knees.

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

He doesn't have any toys and he wouldn't use them on himself. If he ever bought one it would be to use it with you so you could both experience something new together.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

He likes to embarrass you but in a good way. Maybe he'll mention things about how desperate you are or how abundant your release was today with just a few touches. This man's ego is big and it expands to the sky when he can see you under him sweaty and moaning his name repeatedly so it's the perfect setting for him to joke around in more egotistical and arrogant ways with you to make you blush.

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

If you're in a completely safe and alone place, Kenji will never shut his mouth. He's unconsciously very expressive in that aspect and will say whatever he wants and needs to say, even if something bothers him. His tone of voice is thicker and more desperate as if he's throwing little tantrums asking for more from you. Sometimes it confuses you when he claims that you're too tight around him. Is he complaining or is he grateful for it?

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

He loves to make dirty calls with you when you are at home and he is away from you. He feels very proud of himself knowing the power he has over you and how he manages to make you wet even when he is not present, calling you with some dirty nicknames that he saves just for you.

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

He's not too far from average. When the baby is asleep he's pretty normal sized although still noticeable in tight jeans or his Ultraman form. But when the baby wants action he's maybe an inch or an inch and a half taller than average. Kenji is a tall, thin young man so his strengths would be more length than girth.

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

In the middle, not too low or too desperate. Although sometimes his thoughts are the ones to blame for making him feel horny and that's when he asks you for help to solve it, but on a scale of 1-10 I'd leave it at 7. He knows when it's more prudent to let himself go and when not to.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

He won't fall asleep until you do unless he's had a bad day and all he wants to do is sleep in your arms right after he's cum. If he's tired enough to sleep on the same sheets you two made out with earlier.

[gatorbites-imagines]

Elijah “Smoke” Moore nsfw alphabet 

this is me replying to a request that asked for both Stack and Smoke, but i wanted to post them seperately, so here yall go.

you can find the Stack alphabet here

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

Like Stack, I think it depends a lot on who you are and what your guys relationship is like. Smoke isnt the most verbal guy, or affectionate for that matter, but boy does he yearn and feel. Will wipe you down and kiss your brow though. Is even worse at accepting aftercare in return, so you gotta wear him down enough for him to allow it. 

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

On himself it's his hands, chest and eyes. On his partner, to sound cheesy, its everything. Guys a silent yearner, can't put it into words or actions, but Smoke seems like the kinda guy who thinks about you all the time. Biggest sucker for your eyes though. 

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

A bit, or very, embarrassed about how much he likes it. Doesn't want it going to waste, so it's either inside you or him, or it's rubbed into either of your bodies. 

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

Cried the first couple of times you guys did it, because he felt like he was betraying something by being with a man. But it just felt so right and good. Is very touch starved too. Being attracted to men would count as a very dirty secret during that period as well. 

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

Has some experience with women, but most likely has none when it comes to men before he got with you. 

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying) 

Like when you push him down and take him from the back, especially when you turn his head back over his shoulder so you guys can kiss. Loves missionary too though, cuz he can wrap his arms and legs around you, and you guys can just cling on to each other. 

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

Not a very goofy guy in general, so don't expect him to start cracking jokes when you guys are together. Might say something once, maybe twice, but that's only after you've fucked him so hard he can barely think. Won't admit it afterwards though. 

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

I don't think men during this time were as groomed as they are nowadays, I still think Smoke takes care of it though, to make it presentable. Doesn't mind it as much as Stack does though. 

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

Depends. There are days where it's just rutting, where Smoke can't even get himself to kiss you. And then there are times where he's clinging to you, trying to express everything he can't with words. The kind to whisper that he loves you over and over, but never actually says it louder than that whisper. 

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon) 

Doesn't really jack off, Smoke wouldn't want to do it cuz it just feels wrong, and cuz his thoughts always fall to you. Has used it as stress relief a couple of times. 

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks) 

Likes it when it hurts a little 

Crazy breeding kink, both on you and himself 

Spanking, on him for the most part 

Gun kink 

Spit and drool 

Deepthroating, and just throatfucking in general 

Dacryphilia, on himself 

Major praise kink he wont admit 

L = Location (favorite places to do the do) 

Will only do it places where you guys can be safe and not discovered. He doesn't actually care about his own safety, but yours is the most important thing to Smoke. 

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

Hes a hotblooded man, so it's not too hard to get him going. He just hides it really well, and lets it boil inside for just the right moment. Seeing you in an undershirt and sweaty is a great motivation though. 

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

Share, unless it's like, with Stack or something. You would be the only one receiving though, and Smoke can get really possessive and jealous.  

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

Prefers giving, but doesn't mind receiving. Would rather have you spill inside him when hes riding you though.  

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

Your guys pace is slow but intense, like Smoke is trying to melt you guys together into one being, foreheads pressed together and everything. 

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

Isn't the biggest fan, mainly for safety reasons, but you guys do it semi-regularly because that's all the options you guys get most days. It also gets him real hot to feel your spend inside him the rest of the day too, so, he won't turn you away if you want a quickie. 

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

Not the biggest risk taker when it comes to where you guys are together, but can get kinda risky when it comes to wanting you to hurt him or when his gun is involved. You have to talk him out of having bullets in it multiple times. 

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

Has great stamina, but this also comes from you guys not getting to let it out as much as you wished you could. Can go multiple rounds, and would love to keep going even if he can't get it up, cuz it still feels good to him. 

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

Doesn't own any toys, and neither do you. Closest you guys would own is like some ropes or ties, smth like that. 

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease) 

Isn't the biggest tease, cuz he doesn't want to risk it, but has some very intense eyes at times when nobody else is looking. 

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

Not that loud at all, more of a grunter and panter, but if you go at it right you can get him whimpering, which he will try to smother.  

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

Would wear a ring you gave him, even if it's bad quality, especially compared to some of the other stuff he picks up over the years. I can see Smoke carrying your dog tags too, if you were in the military as well. Would have had your name and information rubbed off, for safety reasons, but he knows it's yours and that's all that matters. 

Stack would know about your guy's relationship, but he wouldn't say anything. Seeing Smoke happy with someone and getting to be vulnerable is more than enough. Stack also knows how intense Smoke can be, so he won't even joke about it. 

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

Above average in length, but just average in thickness. Cut, cuz I read somewhere that he might have been, so. 

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

Smoke screams silent yearner to me, you would never expect it, but he feels so much but keeps it all under wraps. I don't think it's all him wanting to bang, a good chunk of it is just him yearning for your presence and affection.  

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards) 

Doesn't like falling asleep afterwards, cuz when you guys finally get the chance to be together, then Smoke would want this time to just lay close and hold each other. Wants to just listen to you talk. If you've worn him out enough though, Smoke will fall asleep against your chest. 

[passionwillow]

Jack Abbot - NSFW Alphabet

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

So so attentive!!! He's caressing your sweaty skin, murmuring to you about how good you were for him, easing your sore muscles before getting up and grabbing a towel, cleaning you off before getting you water and curling back up under the blankets.

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

He loves his chest. He focuses on his physique as much as time allows, and prides himself on staying fit. He's firm, broad, and the way you look at him when he's shirtless strokes his ego just a little bit.

He loves your thighs. Plush, soft, the way he can just grab handfuls of your flesh and tug you closer, wrap your legs around his waist.. It drives him insane.

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

He loves cumming anywhere as long as he can paint your skin with it. Chest, stomach, thighs, ass, literally just let him be Picasso on you!

If you'd let him finish inside you, he'd never turn back. Getting to fill you to the brim with his cum, watch it slowly leak from you, marking you as all his.. He's feral.

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

He wants you to tie him up. He's always comfortable being in charge and guiding the way, but the idea of you restraining him or pinning him down makes him want to explode right then and there.

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

A handsome doctor like him?? He's had his fair share of experience for sure. He knows exactly how to push your buttons, make you squirm and whine and whimper ( and beg.. he loves to hear you beg).

He's happy to show off how experienced he is and show you the ropes if you're a little less confident. He never wants you to be nervous or uneasy around him.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

Classic missionary. The eye contact, being pressed right up against you, the angles he can reach with you.. He's happy to try other positions, doggy or cowgirl. He's happy to try everything! But his go to will always be missionary.

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

More serious. Sex is important to him in a relationship, it isn't just about the pleasure. So he likes to focus all his attention on you and making sure you're pleasured and comfortable.

Sometimes he can be goofy and humorous, cracking little jokes and grinning when he makes a clumsy move. But he'd never laugh at you.

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

He's an older guy, so of course he has some hair. Chest hair, pubes, but he keeps everything neat. Not shaven, but neat and trimmed at the very least.

He couldn't care less about hair on his partner. Shave, don't shave, he isn't afraid of body hair.

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

Intimate is his middle name. Handsy, cuddly, soft words and whispered praises and love as he's railing you deep and slow. He makes you feel so loved and adored as he's fucking you like a whore.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

He never used to jerk off that much, mostly after work to relieve some stress. But after meeting you? He has to escape to the bathroom a couple times a day if you aren't there. He's always thinking about you, your moans and the way you arch back to him.. Your pretty teary eyes when his cock is down your throat..

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

He loves to cuff you, tie you up, tease you for hours. Listening to you beg for more, beg for an orgasm gets him rolling.

He loves to pushing and testing your limits, all within reason of course. Getting you to hand your trust over warms his heart. He loves denying you orgasms and then handing them to you one by one, seeing just how much you can take.

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

He'd take you anywhere you want. Bedroom, bathroom, living room, kitchen, the car, at work, literally ANYWHERE. He can make anything work, and he'll make it all ridiculously pleasurable.

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

Seeing you happy. He doesn't really know what it is, the smile or the laughter, the way you throw your head back when you cackle and giggle with amusement. He loves seeing you vibrant and having a blast.

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

Hurting you? Off the plate. Spanking and a little hair pulling is fine, but anything further than that is off the plate. He could never do that to you.

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

He's fine if you don't want to give him oral, but he'd get on his knees and beg to taste you. He loves to bury himself between your legs and go at it for hours. He isn't going until you're done, he's going until he's done. And he's taking his sweet time licking and losing himself in you.

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

He can go however you want. Rough and hard, he'll pound into you like a slut. Slow and soft, he'll make sweet love to you. The whole time he keeping eyes peeled for your comfort, but he can be rougher with you if that's what you like.

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

He gets a thrill from them. Pressing you into the wall of an empty closet at work, hands in your hair as he fucking you against the nearest surface. Covering your mouth so no one catches your whines.. He loves the rush. Could you get caught? Maybe!

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

As mentioned above, he loves a risk. Especially when you might get caught. Someone catching you getting fucked? Someone seeing him bring that much pleasure to you? He almost wishes for it.

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

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

He loves to use your vibes on you. He loves the sensation he gets when it's pressed into you, cock catching the soft vibrations as he ruins you.

He isn't opposed to using your dildos either. He's an older guy, sometimes he just doesn't have the stamina to keep up with someone younger. So he loves to use them to give himself a brief break.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

SO BAD. He is so bad at that. He loves to tease you and see how much it takes to make you snap. Dirty words, secret touches, holding a vibrator to your clit when he thrusts into you and making you hold back your orgasm. He's so dirty about it.

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

Deep groans, muffled grunts and soft sighs, he can't ever really hold back. He loves to try and be quiet so he can listen to you, but it's no use. He has a hard time holding back.

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

(Carry on from above) He's a little shy about how vocal he is. But the way your moans match his, the way you seem to drink them up makes him more conformable.

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

An average 5-6 inches but THICK. He's stretching you out bit by bit, working into you with patience and sweet words. His curly pubes guide the way, and his cock curves just the slightest but to the right.

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

He didn't consider it high, not until he met you. He'd have some fun here and there, some hook ups, but you? He can't stand it. He always seems to be worked up and ready to tackle you to the ground.

He's always tugging you into a hallway and whisper in your ear, kissing your cheek and jaw and mumbling about how he only wants a minute.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

Not until he knows you're safe and content. Once you relax and dose off he finally relaxes and allows himself to sleep. Your head on his chest, his arms wrapped around your middle. That's the only way he's relaxed.

[kirishwima]

Ohhh pookie i meant to say like they get mad (maybe yell) at her and she starts crying and starts ignoring them for a week i love angst BOOKIE 😩💔🗣️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️❗❗❗❗‼️‼️‼️

+ shiu kong & toji they fine ass mfs 😩‼️

not u putting Mahito up there looking SO YUMMY (pls. i know hes an asshole but he's my guilty pleasure)

anyway, I love this kinda angst, and I've already written a kinda-adjacent smau, so...here's a drabble instead!

JJK guys arguing with you when you tell them you crashed their car

Gojo is pissed. He runs his hand through his hair, and not even his blindfold can protect you from the seething glare he shoots your way.

"You what?!"

You try to explain it away-it was an accident, you didn't mean to, it won't happen again! But you know that though the guy has a dozen different sports cars, the one you borrowed was his prized possession, one he only let you drive because it's you, and well, you're his other most prized possession, in a way.

You expected him to be irritated, to maybe say a word too many while fueled with anger.

What you didn't expect was the yelling. The cussing, all of it reaching a deafening crescendo when he, exasperated, huffs out;

"God, can't you do anything right?"

It felt like the world came crashing down on you, tears welling up in your eyes before you even realized it. Satoru saw that, of course he did, his anger that was boiling and spilling over now freezing cold, his hands reaching out towards you, hovering at your sides.

"Wait I don't-I mean I didn't mean it like that-"

But it's too late, as you shy away from him, wiping tears with closed fists.

He's never been good at comforting you, never knows what to say...he can usually take your mind off of whatever upset you with silly jokes and his trademark humor, but what can he do when he's the cause of it? He simply doesn't know. So he pulls away, lets his hands drop to his sides, mad at you partly, yes, but most of all mad at himself for taking a petty argument too far.

He doesn't talk to you for days. Grabs his pillow and heads to the spare bedroom before you can even suggest doing so yourself, will use the excuse of missions to stay away from you, anything he can do to give you space. He doesn't know how to fix this, you've always been the one urging him to talk about his feelings in this relationship, to stop repressing all he has to say, but without your guidance he's just a lost boy, hurt and uncertain.

He doesn't know what to do-so he does what he does best. Repress, and suppress. Even if the guilt eats him up from the inside.

Geto doesn't say anything at first. He looks to the scratch on his car, arms crossed over his chest, as you helplessly try to explain how it happened, standing right beside him with a pleading look.

He only listens to you half-heartedly, for the most part lost in his own mind, trying to repress the anger threatening to push out of his chest, red and bubbling up to his neck like a witch's cauldron over heat. He knows how scary he can be when he's mad, and as upset as he is with you, the last thing he wants to do is scare you.

"Suguru please...talk to me?" you ask him, meek and quiet and all he can do is offer you a side-eyed glare, expression icy cold.

He doesn't say anything-instead turns and walks away, leaving you to stand there by yourself, tearing up at the thought of him leaving over this. He didn't say a word, nothing-does he just not care enough to argue with you? Was this the final straw in a long list of stupid arguments you've been having lately?

For a week, he barely talks to you. There's nothing but silence between you when you're both at home, though that's a rare occurrence in itself, most of his time spent outside the house-presumably to stay away from you. You buy paint to fix the scratch on the car, only to find out he's already gotten it fixed, without telling you.

For a couple nights you slept in the same bed, backs turned to each other, even if it got uncomfortable, even if your whole body itched with the need to turn around and bury your face against his chest.

He thought he was protecting you by acting this way-he had no clue it'd drive a wedge even further into your relationship.

The third day you got out of bed when you thought he was asleep, grabbed your pillow and a blanket and slept on the couch. Yet somehow in the morning, you woke up in bed again. This kept happening for a few days, though neither of you ever brought it up.

Suguru wanted to talk to you, fix things-he wanted to so bad, but the thought of you potentially looking to him with disdain, or even worse-with fear in your eyes, was too much for him to bear. So he stayed away. He'll continue to do so, unless you make the first move.

Nanami sighs, rubs the bridge of his nose-like a father tired of having to scold his child. And he plays the part, makes you feel so small as he chastises you over the mishap, his tone never rising, not really, though irritation quite clearly seeps into his voice.

"Kento, I know I made a mistake-" you start, trying to show him your point of view, but he quickly shuts you down with an annoyed glare.

"A mistake would be one thing. This is just plain stupid."

And you feel your very heart clam up, seeing the man you love assess you so coolly. He doesn't say much else after that, merely that 'he'll get it fixed' before getting up, leaving you alone in the living room, your knuckles turning white with the way you dug your fingers onto your lap to keep from screaming.

He's not exactly...distant, but he's definitely colder in the upcoming days. Nanami's never been a fan of PDA, so on the surface, things look relatively normal. But at home? He avoids your touch expertly, like he would when maneuvering away from a cursed spirit's attack, he sleeps on the very edge of the bed-yet stubbornly continues to sleep in the same bed as you, toying between the lines of anger and care that has you pulling at your own hair.

You'd think he'd be more mature-he has that vibe about him, is always so responsible. And yet he never knows how to handle his own emotions, especially not when it comes to you. He'll have dinner ready for you on the kitchen counter when you get home from work, yet he won't take a seat and eat with you like he usually would. He'll do the laundry when it's his turn to do so, expertly fold it and store your clothes at their exact usual place, yet won't have a single conversation with you on the matter. He's the best roommate you could have-but as a boyfriend, that's a whole other story.

You know he cares, deep down he still loves you...but he's stubborn, always has been, and won't breech the topic unless you do, first.

Toji is a dick.

He really is. He lent you his car, the best up, old Honda Civic with the rearview mirror missing, the one he's crashed about a dozen times. Yet when you 'fess up to him that you scratched it, he gets so mean.

"You're a dumbass, don't you know how to fuckin' drive?!" he yells, and yells, and yells. Even with tears prickling at the corners of your eyes, he doesn't stop, keeps at it-until he raises a hand to emphasize his point, and you flinch.

He knows he's an asshole. He does, but for you to think he could ever hurt you...he freezes, arm slowly dropping back down, finally quiet.

Toji doesn't know how to apologize. He's never had to before, more used to leaving a difficult situation than bother facing it. But he doesn't want to leave this, leave you-so he stays there, a long moment, noticing the tears in your eyes, the way you avoid his gaze.

He doesn't know why he acts this way, he fucking wishes he did. He knows he loves you, knows he cares so, so much, so why? Why does he act like a feral dog, when he wants you to be his leash so badly?

You're the one that walks away first, turning your back as you exit the room, slamming the door behind you. And for his part, he lets you, afraid he'd bare his fangs and bite if he followed you, even if he doesn't want to. He's left every good thing he ever found in his life, knowing that if he'd stay he'd mess it up, break it beyond repair.

God, he hopes so desperately he didn't ruin you, too. Perhaps he should leave. Before it's too late.

[kisakis-boyfriend]

could i get one wholr alphabet for boothill perhaps ? congrats as well !

Author's Note: Thank you!! One Boothill for ya, partner!

For our 3000 follower celebration! (CLOSED NOW)

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

Very thoughtful after sex, even if you pounded him so hard that he feels like his circuits are fried. Boothill likes to play with your hair while you're calming down, and he'll hum a little tune sometimes too.

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

It's hard to say, but I think Boothill would be proud of his entire body?

Of yours, I feel like he would find your back and tummy attractive.

C = Cum (Anything to do with cum basically)

Boothill can no longer produce his own semen, but he can use artificial cum substitutes! I'm sure if he played around with his body enough, he could probably figure out how to gain complete control over exactly when and how much he can ejaculate too 🤤

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

Boothill secretly wishes that he could cockwarm you more often. It doesn't matter what you do while you're inside of his tight hole, he just wants to feel connected to you for a couple hours, even if you do it while you nap and he recharges.

E = Experience (How experienced are they? Do they know what they’re doing?)

While he's never had any practical experience, he knows what to expect for the most part. Doesn't stop him from getting a bit shy though.

F = Favourite Position (This goes without saying. May include a visual)

You're probably expecting me to say cowgirl… but actually Boothill prefers missionary. It seems basic, but he just likes the intimate feel and face-to-face position.

He won't say no to cowgirl if you promise to hold hands though. :P

G = Goofy (Are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous, etc)

The cyborg isn't afraid to joke around, but I think he'd make you laugh without even trying due to his unique swearing… it's hard not to chuckle when your balls are slapping against his ass, he's moaning like a whore, and then all you hear is "Fork me harder!" 😐 god forbid he blurt out "holy forkironi!" during sex…

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

Unfortunately, he's hairless 😔 It's all smooth metal down there.

I believe that human Boothill would have a thick bush though… just saying.

I = Intimacy (How are they during the moment, romantic aspect)

I think he would be very sweet and romantic, and he would appreciate a partner that's much the same.

J = Jack Off (Masturbation headcanon)

Not a chronic masturbator, but Boothill definitely experiments with himself since cyborg parts are so varied and have the potential to be quite fun. I do think he would enjoy touching himself for you too, stroking or fingering himself… or both at once.

K = Kink (One or more of their kinks)

Wire play, spitting, heavy d/s dynamics (if that's considered a kink?), and probably hair pulling.

L = Location (Favourite places to do the do)

He prefers private spaces, but if you end up fucking in a public restroom somewhere, he's not going to be disappointed. Again, he's on the run. Sometimes you just don't have the luxury of a bedroom or a door that locks. Country boys make do~

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

Grabbing his hips even innocently does the trick without fail. Kissing can also get Boothill turned on rather easily.

N = NO (Something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

Using a knife (or anything sharp) inside his body, near his wiring or sensitive circuits.

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

No preference, honestly. Oral is fun for him either way. Having his cheeks stuffed so full of your cock that his eyes cross, and crying your praises while you slurp his pussy or suck his soul out through his dick are equally as amazing. And Boothill is very skilled at giving head, just fyi~

P = Pace (Are they fast and rough? Slow and sensual? etc.)

I'd say Boothill prefers a faster pace, but not always rough necessarily. There are times when watching your cock slowly pull out of his hole, then suddenly slam back inside, turns him on immensely 🥴

Q = Quickie (Their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex, how often, etc.)

An occasional quickie is good. Especially since he's always on the run, but you better make time for romantic sexy times too 😡

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

Sometimes, yes. Trying new things with you often turns out very rewarding. As long as you're not doing anything that could truly endanger either one of you, then Boothill is game.

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

That entirely depends on when you have sex and how long it's been since Boothill has recharged. If he's at full energy, then he can probably last a while and go for multiple rounds. Otherwise you may have to stop after one round.

T = Toy (Do they own toys? Do they use them? On a partner or themselves?)

Oh, yes. Boothill has a pretty large collection of toys, both common ones and specialty toys that he made himself for his unique body.

Technically, the interchangeable parts that he can install down there count as toys too; so, different dick attachments, pussy attachments, vibrating parts, even some things modeled after inhuman genitalia. Of course, he also owns normal dildos, vibes, fleshlights, etc etc. And yes, he definitely puts every last one to work/lets you use them on him.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

Boothill is a bit of a flirtatious tease. He can figure out a few ways to get you going in a situation where you really shouldn't get turned on…

I can also picture him (in a slightly dominant display) riding you nice and slow, showing you how tightly his body grips your cock, and keeping that pace fast enough to make you feel good, but not enough to let you cum.

V = Volume (How loud they are, what sounds they make)

He's definitely on the noisy side, making lots of grunts and calling you pet names throughout. A vocal bottom who has zero restraint in the bedroom/in private.

W = Wild Card (Get a random headcanon for the character of your choice)

Boothill loves when you play with the wires inside of his chest cavity. Everything is so damn sensitive in there, and your soft human fingers feel heavenly when they caress the inside of his metal body and stroke the bundles of wires that keep him running.

X = X-Ray (Let’s see what’s going on in those pants, picture or words)

Honestly, Boothill's genitals can be just about anything, thanks to his attachments. He can have a cock or a cunt, he can be tiny or monstrously huge, he can have a dragon dick if either of you want… the sky is the limit ☺️

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

A bit high, but can you really blame him? You work Boothill's body so good that he finds his mind drifting to scenes of you making love to him more frequently than ever before.

Z = ZZZ (How quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

Unless he's on low energy when you're finished, he won't "fall asleep" (go into rest mode).

[nicohii]

(Actor! Caleb x Writer! Non-MC reader part 2. And I'll probably make this a series, this is unedited I am so sorry)

part one here

Your phone vibrates two weeks later with a familiar contact photo popping on the screen. You don't have the strength in you to let the call die so you pick up. 

"Hey" , Caleb starts.

"Hey" you softly answered back 

"I was just wondering if.... I mean... I was just... I just wanted to say sorry. I didn't mean that. Not that way. You're writing is perfect. It's very mean of me. I'm sorry. "

You can imagine him fidgeting on the other line. You chew on your bottom lip before muttering an, "It's okay. It's fine. You know, I can never hate you, C."

He exhales through the mic. "Let's catch up? Soon? We can play that new game you talked about that just got released, yeah? Like old times? "

"Sure. Like old times "

You turn the call off and stare into the ceiling of your kitchen. Puffing out the breath you've holding. It's something you've been mulling over and over for the past couple of months, the idea of the world beyond Caleb. He's your muse, but sometimes, love doesn't really reach the one's you want it to doesn't it? And maybe that's the universe telling you the unspoken. 

The years have come by with you artistry focused on whom the heart beats for, but really what happens after that? He's made it clear (kinda) and maybe it's time. 

So you gather whatever's left of dignity you have and make a vow to yourself. Love isn't just some boy (turned man) you have pined for your entire life, maybe there's a differenr form of it out there for you to find. So you forgive yourseld for the pain you blame yourself for. 

The world is big, you forgive and you try, you will try, and you will get by. 

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Actor! Caleb sees you for a brief while during Comic con, and you're currently discussing with backstage staff. You wave at him before going back into a deep conversation, he stares at you for a while before coming down back to Earth when a figure zooms past him to run into your arms.

Actress! MC pratically latches into you, arms around your neck as you spin her around. Two friends reunited.

He hates the tinge of jealousy, of whom, he isn't sure. Like, it's okay to see his ex hug you and you return it with no hesitation and she gets to talk to you with no awkwardness whatsoever. But like, come on, how come she gets to hug you like that but you can't even look at him in the eyes? How is that fair? He can feel his pout come in, he wants to sulk, to tell her to back off and ---

"Hey guys, you're up." A staff tells him and his co-stars, MC finally let's go of you and you exchange schedules before she joins them on stage.

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Actor! Caleb, who sways the whole room with his charm and humor. Honestly, he is every PR reps dream client; knows how to answer the crowd to warm them up but not spill any major spoilers, he's updated with fan theories and what not and knows how to work around them. They announce a renewed season but don't spill any date yet.

Alongside him though, equally entertaining the crowd with their exchange of inside jokes and quips, is his co-star, Actor! Sylus.

A particular fan asks him a question, something about his future projects to which Actor! Sylus replies with, "I think I want to try directing some time in the future."

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Actor! Sylus who pats him on the shoulder as they go down the stairs and into the backstage booth. He sits down with Actor! Caleb and Actress! MC in the dressing room to cool down.

"So directing! Do you have any genre in mind?" Caleb asks as he opens his bottled water as Sylus wipes his face with make up remover.

"No, not yet, I do however, have my interest on one writer's portfolio. I like the vulnerability and emotional rawness, you know?" The man replies which makes his other two companions stare at him.

"What? I have range too you know, this action-packed roles get too dull."

It's MC who shrugs, "I mean, that's true. Do you have a name for this writer of yours? "

Actor! Caleb who feels an ugly feeling in his chest when Sylus says your name. The deep crease in his brow makes MC snort. He asks her with his eyes and she just gives him a shrug. He asks Sylus why, only to be replied with, why not?

"You should watch their screenplays, it's like... an ode, a series of love letters to someone, nothing more screams art than that right?"

Actress! MC who watches everything in amusement before elbowing him, "Well, you better lock in, Colonel."

What does that even mean?

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Actor! Caleb who spends a whole month watching your screenplays, from your earliest works, episodes, indies, shorts, feature films, everything that has your goddamn name on it.

Actor! Caleb who freezes in his couch when it finally makes sense. Who feels like he's drowning when the credits finally roll in. He finds it hard to breathe and suddenly the room feels too big and empty, like his skin begs for a familiar pair of arms to hold him.

It's there, the messages hidden perfectly well only for him to find, the little details that you have picked from real life, from moments -- moments you have shared with him. Inside jokes that only he knows the punchline to.

How can you tell him you can't capture love well when... when all he feels is the overwhelming warmth of your yearning? Have you always loved him this much? Have you always looked at him with these eyes? Almost like he was something so precious even he can't see it himself? How can you stand by with all the hurt and ---

He almost feels dizzy from standing up too fast, taking his phone from his kitchen table. He dials your number, the call doesn't go through. He dials again.

It's around the third missed call that you send him a text.

"In a meeting. Ttyl."

"Who? "

It's the longest three minutes of his life.

"Producer. Director. Anyway, I'll prolly gonna do a raincheck on that game night. Need to write a new project. Sorry."

"Is Sylus directing? "

There's three dots. Before it stops. It comes alive again.

"Yeah. How'd you know? "

tagging everyone who asked (and commented ) on the first part (ily guys sm)

@mcdepressed290 @lillycore @wegottastayfocus @raendarkfaerie @fishwasher8 @persephonejeon @his-ocean-emissary @maskedbunni

[neeeooon]

(un)official hype squad ;

29 | official hype squad

you jumped at the knock on your door and flung it open to reveal a red-eared rin standing with a little bag in his hand. “hi,” he greeted flatly, and you beamed at the sight of him.

“hi! you really didn’t have to buy me food, i swear i was joking about that.”

rin shrugged and toed his shoes off when you let him inside. “it’s fine. i don’t want you to think i’m mad at you.” you looked away so he didn’t see the blush on your face. clearing a spot on your table for him, you waited for rin to place the nuggets down before helping him unload the bag.

though the quiet between you was oddly comfortable, your mind wandered to the remaining days of his break. “you have to go back to blue lock in a few days, right?” rin shrugged, so you continued. “any idea what’ll happen?”

“no contact, probably. but other than that, i’m not sure. we’re popular now, so maybe something that involves the hype squad.” he said it so casually you almost missed that he referred to you and your girls as the hype squad. rin tended to ignore that chat, so you were surprised to hear him acknowledge you and your little group.

you chuckled and shook your head. “think we’ll get our own blue lock contract? we could make a bet?”

“no need. the sponsees will want to utilize your publicity.” you blinked at the big words, a little upset that he didn’t humor you, but brushed it off and smiled.

rin finally looked up from the food, and your grin slowly faltered the longer he scanned your features. tell him. tell him! your mind screamed, so you sucked in a breath and ran a nervous hand through your hair. “um, i actually have something i wanted to ask you before you leave…”

when you struggled to continue, he tilted his head to the side slightly, silently showing that he was listening. your face felt warm as you said, "i, uh, like you. i like hanging out with you."

"that's not a question," he teased after a moment, but you could see the little grin tugging at his lips as he turned his attention back to the food. sighing, you copied his actions and went on. "my question is, would you want to keep talking after you leave? just the two of us?"

"as friends?" he asked quietly, gaze still trained intensely on the nuggets. you shook your head. "maybe more than that?"

when he finally looked at you again, your pulse jumped into your throat. his eyes, usually sharp and full of disinterest, were sparkling. "more. you mean as in a couple?"

"if you don't want that, it's totally fine. we don't have to talk at all if you don't want to. but i like you, and i want to spend time with you and... i don't know what i'm saying—"

rin cut you off by reaching over and gently taking your hand in his. "i've never been someone's boyfriend before. i might mess it up."

you couldn't help but chuckle a bit at how shy he sounded. "then we can mess up and figure it out together. more than anything, i want to watch you succeed."

"i want you there when i do," he admitted, causing your stomach to flip. rin ran his thumb over your knuckles gingerly, and you stared expectingly at him. "me too."

he met your eyes. "can... will you... are we dating, now?"

you laughed, giving his hand a squeeze as you nodded. "yeah, we're dating now."

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[its-avalon-08]

hey can you write that Carlos Sainz is his wife Y/N (she is also Spanish) are nicknamed the couple the funny ones in the paddock because they often play pranks on each other on TikTok and they often tease each other because they have the same personality as it's their humor and that they are both tactile

glitter and lucky socks

the air in imola crackled with nervous energy, race day for the emilia romagna grand prix. but amidst the tension, a familiar giggle echoed through the ferrari garage. there, carlos sainz, in his pristine red race suit, was doubled over, socks clutched in his hand.

"no, no, no!" he wheezed, laughing so hard he was struggling to breathe. "that can't be real! y/n, you didn't!"

across the garage, you, his ever-playful wife, smirked, phone in hand. "y/n! you dyed my lucky socks pink?" carlos' voice, laced with mock horror, reached your ears.

you winked, feigning innocence. "what socks, cariño? i haven't seen any pink socks around."

carlos knew that look. it was the same mischievous glint he saw reflected back in his own eyes every time he'd snuck toothpaste into your shampoo or replaced your coffee with a peppermint smoothie (much to your initial disgust since you hated it, but ultimate amusement).

"oh, come on," he whined, getting up and moving to grab you from your waist. "mi amor ¿por qué debes burlarte de mí? (my love why must you tease me?). y/n still holding up her phone, to record her shenanigans, had small tears in her eyes following her husband's reaction. after posting the tiktok the caption read: 'sending some extra luck to my favorite driver (don't worry, they're his backup pair) #f1 #pranksforsainz #losdivertidos

the video had already blown up, with comments like "y/n is savage" and "carlos, your wife is a menace!" erupting like virtual popcorn.

charles leclerc, carlos' teammate, strolled by, phone in hand. he glanced at the video, then at carlos' pink-socked foot, and burst out laughing. "mate, you're doomed!"

carlos groaned, but a smile tugged at his lips. you two were known in the paddock as 'the funny ones'. your constant pranks, playful teasing, and the undeniable fact that you seemed to share the same mischievous personality – it was all part of your humor, your way of showing affection. as charles saw the way carlos and y/n looked at eachother he chuckled as he remembered the times carlos had put a whoopie pillow down on y/n's chair infront of the ceo of ferrari much to her horror or how y/n had replaced carlos's hair gel with glitter. the two were madly in love and in such a serious world, they still found time to be human.

charles continued to recall how carlos would always hold you in anyway he could, how he would grasp on to your pinky finger in a crowd, how y/n would always hug carlos from behind, the way carlos and y/n's hand were permanently intertwined. amidst all the pranks and jokes, the couple knew each other inside and out.

later, after the race (which carlos, miraculously, managed to win, pink socks and all), you found him in the pits, a towel draped over his shoulders.

"so," you said, leaning in for a kiss that left him breathless, "about that luck i sent your way..."

carlos chuckled, pulling you into a hug. "you're lucky i love you," he mumbled against your hair.

"and you're lucky i put the real socks back in your bag before you left for the grid," you whispered, earning a playful shove that sent you both into another fit of laughter.

as mechanics swarmed around them, celebrating the win, charles shook his head, a smile playing on his lips. there they go again, he thought. those two are a riot. but then he saw you plant a big, lipstick-stained kiss on carlos' cheek, and a warmth spread through him. maybe a little paddock romance wasn't such a bad thing after all.

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the lakes (6) // finnick odair x f. reader

merry christmas to all who celebrate, my gift to you 🎄

summary: it's supposed to be over, you and Finnick are supposed to spend the rest of your lives helping each other heal. living as peacefully as possible, but the the third quarter quell throws a wrench in your domestic bliss.

previous chapter / next chapter

midnight rain

5k words

warnings: angst, fluff, SMUT MDNI (y'all better eat it up while it's here bc this might be one of like twice or three times so merry christmas lmao), orgasm denial, teasing, unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it), slightly mean finnick but also softdom, mentions and allusions to trafficking and sexual trauma, self-hate, manipulation of someone's feelings, allusions to death/violence, pnv, usage of weapons, terms of endearment, no use of y/n, unedited, cumming inside, mental health issues, self doubt, hypocritical reader, savior complex finnick

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Cold air hit your skin as the doors to the training center opened, instantly you could feel the onslaught of goosebumps on your arms. “Remember brush up on skills, knives, spears and number one objective-”

"Katniss.” You finished for him. "You go get your hands back on that trident, and hopefully my instincts will remember what it takes to throw a knife or a spear.”

"If not, work on some survival skills, but I think the instincts will kick in.” You tilted your head to the side, uncertain but humoring the idea. He kissed you softly, “See you soon."

"I'm only going to be a few hundred feet away, Finnick.” You smiled and he did too.

“Well that's a few hundred feet too far.”

"Good thing you can come find me anytime you want.” Squeezing his hand as you reluctantly took a few steps back.

“You don't want to come and admire me back in my element?" He joked, his grin bearing his shining teeth.

“In your dreams, Odair."

“Absolutely!" Finnick's eyebrows quirked up before you finally pulled yourself out of his magnetic field to focus on the more viral thing, survival.

It had been so long since you'd thrown a knife with purpose, over half a decade which had been what you felt most confident in. Of course there had been a couple times, admittedly more than a couple, when your nerves spiked up and a moment where you were simply making dinner, chopping something up, to being spooked by a noise that led to a knife wedged in a wall or cupboard. So Finnick cooked and cut, he wasn't as easily startled or on edge.

This year they had clearly made more of an investment into the training, a little pad verifying it was you when you stood on the elevated block. You took a second before lifting the tiny weapons from where they lay, the weight was instantly familiar in a way that made your chest heave. It felt like you were that same young girl again, trying to see what could help her survive, help her overcome others. Finnick has been right, how to throw a knife, how to throw it to kill, all came back like child's play.

The instant the first hologram appeared it was like your brain went on autopilot, they weren't real but your brain was screaming, survive, survive, survive. Each knife flew from your hand with lethal aim, your arms instinctively knew what to do, how to throw precisely as fast as possible. So you trusted your body when suddenly the simulation was over, you felt your head coming back to reality. It was terrifying, you'd felt like you were in a dizzy high and suddenly you were that same young girl terrified in the arena. Full of guilt and regret for the lives you'd taken.

“I thought your weapon of choice was a spear." A voice cut through your thoughts, bringing your thoughts back to the person you were now. Peeta, ever outgoing and charismatic just as he'd been depicted, with an untrusting looking Katniss not far behind.

“No, that's what was convenient at the end, but the spear was never mine, it was-"

“Conway’s." Katniss finished the name you hated saying, hated remembering for you. “You killed in the Bloodbath with knives and then the girl from District 2." She must have been rewatching everyone's games, learning their tactics.

“Ironic, weren't they the District 2 girl from last year's weapon of choice as well?" You asked, stepping off the platform.

“Yes." She was tense, stiff it radiated off of her, stagnating the air.

“When there's such limited options, it's hard to get much differentiation. You certainly helped mix the bag last year.” Not just with her little bow and arrow, you hoped she knew what you were really saying, but couldn't with the people watching from above. She probably didn't, she was like a guard dog who didn't know whether or not one could be warmed up too, but would always assume the worst.

“I'm glad that was entertaining." Her voice was bitter as if she had no idea that everyone here has gone through the exact same trauma and felt the same way.

“It certainly was for them." You glanced upwards, towards the head game maker and his cronies observing you all like lab rats. “Most of us were." The Morphlings certainly had to be the most boring show of all, to those who couldn't realize it was such a smart tactic to stay alive, even if it didn't make great daytime television.

“You should teach us how to throw sometime." Peeta inserted himself back into the conversation. "If you want, we could teach each other things. I could go over camouflage.” He offered with a smile.

“Yeah of course!" You smiled back. “When you blended into the rocks by that stream, it was truthfully unfathomable in talent to be able to do that."

“And Katniss can shoot, I'm sure you've seen, but she never misses." Katniss shot him a glare, "Just following Haymitch's orders.” Peeta shrugged before his eye was caught by Johanna finishing up with her ax training. “I should get a formal introduction." He was walking away when Katniss spoke again.

“Why'd you volunteer for that girl?" She asked, and you turned your head towards her.

“For Annie?" You felt like it was obvious, but Katniss just nodded. “I wasn't going to put her through this again, that wouldn't have been fair of me. I couldn't let any of them, I couldn't have lived with myself if I had, so I might as well die on that hill now." Your candor seemed to make her less stiff. “You know, she was the first tribute I mentored. Years after my games, I did everything I could to help her win, to prepare her, but I couldn't prepare her for what happened after. Seeing her after that it was like I failed." Annie would forever be known as the one who went "a little crazy.” Maybe that was a blessing though, maybe it saved her from a much worse fate. Katniss' eyes finally looked more soft, not off guard, but not blocked off from your words.

“Even though you know this time only one of you can come out?" Her eyes briefly flickered towards Finnick before landing back on you.

“I'm not expecting to be the one who makes it out and she wouldn't have either. It's worth it to save her, he'll be fine without me." The words were too raw, too much like being stripped naked, but you knew you needed her to trust you and being honest would probably be the most effective route. Of course she couldn't completely trust you if she'd watched your games, you didn't blame her for that, but you just needed a little of it. “It's not different from what you did for your sister, sometimes you just know when that person needs to be protected no matter what that means for you."

Katniss began walking over to where the spears were located, “Like Peeta said, if you show me how to use the spear and the knives, I can show you how to shoot the bow and what plants and berries you can trust." This was her way of some form of acceptance you realized and internally congratulated yourself.

“Sounds like a deal to me." You picked one of the heavy spears up, it was also just as you remembered. It brought back flashes of the boy who taught you how to use it, the boy you'd killed with it. You could tell what she was thinking as you held it, how you used Conway, used his emotions and then his own weapon. “You know, the funny thing is people act like he didn't know, but that’s really what made it so brilliant.” Katniss looked confused as you stepped into the platform, which confirmed it was you. "Looking back you realize how early on he had me figured out and was playing me right back, I really think that's what endeared us to each other in the first place. He was trying to beat me at my own game almost from the beginning and I didn't even realize.” You launched the spear into the first hologram before quickly grabbing the other as Katniss watched on, absorbing the seemingly impromptu rant. “I can't blame him, I don't blame him even if I'm the one who gets it all placed on my head, which I probably deserve." Another spear knocking the hologram figure apart. The final one ready to fly. “You just have to remember who the real enemy is."

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"You two already have an advantage being from District 4, plenty of opportunities to practice with what you would be good at using in lessons. So stick with whatever you were good at then to impress, but don't forget to learn other skills that could be life saving in the long run.” Finnick was breaking down the plan for the two of you as the walk for the first training session with the other tributes was about to ensue. Although it went unspoken you'd also been blessed with extra practice even from back when you were dating Finnick in the district, he was so anxious that he needed to ensure you knew how to protect yourself. That you polished your skills, which he was sure you could do.

"Show off your strengths, but don't forget you're not just impressing the gamemakers, but the approval of other tributes can be vital. Alliances are important.” Ondine added.

Finnick nodded in agreement, “Another advantage from District 4, is the availability of the Career pack of tributes. All of the best trained and prepared tributes, especially if you show off enough to impress Districts 1 & 2 you're both a shoe-in. I'd encourage that as the strongest choice."

“I don't think we should do that." Conway’s voice of disagreement made you stop in your tracks. What was wrong with him? What could possibly be going on in his head that possessed him to argue with your mentor, someone who'd won before? Finnick raised an eyebrow, in a look you could only describe as patronizing. “I'm just saying that also means they're the best prepared to stab us in the back when it comes down to it. If we ally with tributes from a less prominent district it could make it easier when it comes down to it, make it less vicious.” He was delusional, it would be vicious no matter what when there were just a few people left.

You looked at Ondine who’s eyes were closed as she shook her head, Finnick's arms were crossed as he looked at the two of you, and Conway looked expectantly right at you. Then it hit you, this was a test. In order to maintain his trust in the fantasy you'd been carefully creating you'd have to take his side, prove you weren't loyal to every thing Finnick muttered. Even if it was hypocritical it angered you, it felt hellishly unfair that he would put you in a predicament like that. Who cared about the relationship between you and Finnick when he was the mentor offering advice to save both of your lives?

Conway pointed at you, urging you for a response. “I mean, what do you think? I'm just babbling aloud, I'll drop it if you think it's stupid." Maybe you were just paranoid, no, this was definitely a loyalty test. To him your love would mean support, it would mean unwavering devotion. So you painfully forced a caring, understanding look in your eyes, for your muscles to relax, and a loving smile on your face.

“Of course we should keep our options open, I mean we're not even there yet, the Careers this year might not even be the best options. You're right, Conway, we should consider every path to help us." Of course the Careers would be prepared, he was going to get you killed if he kept pulling this. Reasoning that at least your actions were well calculated not blindly emotional scrutinization. It made you slightly resent him, but the answer seemed to satisfy him as he grinned at the other two before beginning to walk again.

The slight spring in his step was obvious to anyone paying close enough attention, it upset you. When you hoped Conway wasn't watching, you shot a look towards Finnick. It was quick, but you grimaced and hoped your eyes could express your annoyance. Although the bob of his head was equally quick you could see he understood and was feeling just as enraged as you felt if not more. How could Conway claim to care about you when he could threaten a potentially life saving alliance to try and prove a point about how much you felt for him over Finnick? Although Finnick still wore a charming smile you could feel him seething and it comforted you somehow to know that he would never, that he would always pick safety, your safety and that he wouldn't stand for Conway’s games either. Even if rationally it did make sense, you were messing with him which both you and Finnick knew, but there wasn't time to think on that when it was life and death.

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“You're brilliant, even if it pains me to admit that you beat me to it." Finnick shook his head, smiling wildly. Haymitch had informed you that so far Katniss would have liked you as an ally if it weren't for the package deal that included Finnick. A feat considering all the tributes that wanted to ally with her after her impressive show in the archery station. It had truly been amazing, how smoothly she used the weapon, and how accurate she was.

“Well, you're welcome." You pecked him on the lips, smiling. Sitting down on the bed and smoothing out your robe, Finnick soon followed.

“I love you so much." He mumbled as he crashed down onto the mattress.

“I love you too, Finnick." Your head lay down by his, quietly counting the freckles scattered across his face.

“Staring is rude." His eyes shone with his internal brightness that he couldn't hide from you.

“Isn't that a perk I should get being your wife and all?" He scooted closer, nose brushing against yours.

“I suppose. Don't know why you'd need to, there's no need to memorize when you're stuck with me forever now."

“Good." There was nothing you wanted more than to see his handsome face every day, from when you woke to when you slept and every moment in between.

His hot hands embraced your cold face, making you shiver and he smirked. It was so patronizing, how he knew that his skin to yours was like fire on ice so you had no choice but to melt, but you couldn't stop yourself from softening anyways. Before you could even try and conjure up words to try and call him out, his lips were on yours.

He wasn't aggressive, never, but his gentleness didn't take away from his control. Your lips chased him and suddenly you were beneath him, swept up in his plush lips. Hands searched for him before he pulled his face away. You couldn't stop yourself before you whined at the removal of his lips from yours, pouting at him.

He scoffed, looking down at you slightly condescending, “Really, angel?" You could feel your face heating up as his eyes gazed at you, his hand delicately tracing the hem of your robe. “We don't have to do this, if you don't want to, sweet girl. You have to communicate with me, I don't want to push you, if you even don't feel comfortable you need to tell me." It felt like too much in the moment when it seemed so blatantly obvious that you wanted him, craved him. But it also made you love him so much more.

For so long it had been difficult to even be touched. The Capitol had come in and dug their talons into you, your own intimacy didn't even belong to you. Play stupid games, win stupid prizes. You'd tried to push it down, he'd dealt with it for so much longer, since he was so much younger. Pushing it down didn't stop the roots of trauma from taking root deep within your soul though.

You felt guilty for not being able to give yourself in so many ways to Finnick who was unbelievably patient, of course he was, he understood, he cared. When you'd finally grazed your hand against his and let him grab it, the pureness of the touch was enough to make you burst into tears. That made it more difficult too though, your tears. A tactic that had once seemed wise in winning over the Capitol as a sweet, innocent girl had come back to bite you. Echoes of how pretty you were when you cried.

When you'd finally given that part of yourself to Finnick, of your own accord, the will that has usually been taken from you. He'd made sure you wouldn't regret it, he brought back the positives of intimacy which you'd forgotten about. You were so used to calling upon the tears as you zoned out, floated away. But not with Finnick, never with him. Where you both belonged to each other and were truly connected as one.

“Are you comfortable?" You asked softly. It felt selfish that he was so worried about you with what he'd been through as well, like it was too much about you.

Finnick sighed, “Don't do that." You looked at him quizzically, “Averting the question, you shouldn't be doing it to please me, I'll be okay. I wouldn't have gotten this far if I wasn't.” His hand stroked the side of your face which chased each movement. "Are you certain you want this? I'm not going to be upset if you say no, angel.” The way he loved you so deeply to be going step by step wasn't even grating anymore it just made your heart buzz even more.

"I do want this Finnick, I know what to say if it is too much.” The thumb grazing your neck was enough to make your eyes roll back, your entire body sensitive with the waiting.

Finnick nodded, slowly. Making sure you weren't just trying to appease him, "Color?”

You sighed dramatically, "Green.” He tugged your hair lightly, "Ow!”

"So impatient, trying to take good care of my girl and she's too desperate to appreciate it.” He shook his head, clicking his tongue in disapproval.

You pouted, “I'm sorry, Finnick. I'm just-" You gasped as his hand slipped in your rope, warm hand grazing the cold, hardness of your nipple. Legs rubbing together, his other hand, instantly sitting between them to hold them still.

“Speak up, angel. Just what?" That's what you appreciated so much, he was dominant, took care of you without the casual cruelty others often used. Of course he could be cruel in the best way, a type that still cared and knew what the line was and respected it.

“Need you, please. So, so bad." Your hands grabbed his shoulders, then the sides of his neck desperately trying to feel more of his warmth.

He hummed condescendingly, “You do?" His hand left your breast to the toe of the robe which he slowly unknotted. You nodded, brows furrowed as you tried to buck your hips. The hand prevented your legs from getting closer together, hitting your inner thigh but not in a forceful manner. “Come on sweet girl, can't you behave for me, won't you be my good girl?" His ocean eyes had you nodding along mindlessly. “Words."

“Yes, please, I just, please I need more."

“So needy." The knot on your robe untied, falling open to reveal you to the crisp air. His hand trailing down to where you needed him most, the feeling already sending shocks through your body. You wanted desperately to buck your hips up once again but resisted. He chucked, “Is this all for me? I haven't even really touched you yet." You nodded desperately, the teasing made you want to cry in desperation. Which was fine, but thinking about it scared you, the way they'd taken away two things that were so natural, so personal would distract you.

“Finnick." You said shakily and the time instantly made his face get serious.

“Are you okay? Do we need to stop?" You shook your head vigorously.

"No, just-” Your fingers fiddled with the blanket, embarrassed, "Can you just take some deep breaths with me?”

"Of course, my love.” He grabbed the hand nervously moving around the blankets to hold it to his heart. “You're okay, in and out with me, angel." You closed your eyes, breathing with him, his heart reverberating through you. “Let me know when you want to keep going or stop." He whispered.

“Finnick, I just want to cry, not in a bad way just it's been so, so ruined for me." Weaponized, sexualized.

He nodded, “You can cry if you want, I'll wipe them away from you." The idea made you want to cry at his sweetness alone.

“Okay." Your voice was shaky, “We can keep going, please." His fingers began moving again, right over your core. Palm slightly running against you and it took all of you to not rub with him. Fingers delicately circling your sensitive nub and you moaned out. The first tears falling which he diligently wiped away with his time and pressed a kiss to your cheek. “Is that good?" You nodded blissfully and he swatted at your bareness causing a yelp.

“Yes, thank you Finnick, so good."

“Good girl, such a fast learner." You whimpered, toes curling. “What do you need?"

“In me, please."

“What, my fingers?" He held one hand up, moving them in front of your face. The man was mocking you, he knew what you meant and he kept rubbing your clit, making it nearly impossible to keep verbalizing.

“No!" You stammered out desperately. He smirked and removed his fingers from your bundle of nerves, causing you to hit his arm in frustration before he was grinding his clothed member on you and your hands wrapped around his shoulder tightly. You nodded intently, “Yes please. Want you to be inside of me, want to be one Finnick, yours." It hit you that this was the consummation of your marriage which made your heart swell as well as your need.

“Can't deny you anything, sweet girl." He was such a liar, but right now he followed through. Your hands began pulling down the pants he wore, desperate to free him so he could be buried in your walls. He groaned as your hand grazed his tip, precum dotting it. You licked your lips and he smirked cockily, “Another time, angel."

"How do you want me?” You asked, you'd take him anyway he wanted just to be clenched around him.

"Just the way you are is perfect, wanna see you, beautiful.” He lined himself up with your soaked entrance, "Are you sure, you're ready? Don't need more preparation.” You shook your head vigorously, pushing yourself forward to feel the tip and he grunted.

“Don't need it, so wet, I can take you, promise."

"Only if you're sure.” You nodded again, pouting.

"Please!” You whined and with that he didn't hold back, pushing his full length in and you nearly screamed. Clenching your walls around him, fingernails digging into him.

“That feel good?"

“So, so, so good." You began sliding your hand down, but he caught it tutting in disapproval.

"I've got you, angel, just lay there like a good girl. Let me take care of you too, you're making me feel so good.” His expert fingers went straight back to your clit as he began pounding in and out of you.

“Oh God, Finnick!" Your eyebrows pulled together and eyes snapped shut as he filled you. It was like you were a perfect fit for each other.

“So perfect angel, just looking at you made me think I wasn't even gonna make it into you." Finnick groaned, he knew exactly what you liked, what pace to go. You'd been so used to faking it or them not caring at all, but with him he could get you there so fast, so hard, and could do it over and over so perfectly. His fingers rubbing into your bundle of nerves that had you biting into your bottom lip to stop you from waking the whole floor. Both actions made you want to scream in ecstacy. “Are you close already, angel? Do I really make you feel like that, so fast?” You nodded, dumbly making mindless noises as his hips thrusted in and out. “Me too. I don't know how you do it to me. Where do you want me, stomach, mouth, inside?" His groaning was making his own speech shaky.

“Inside please, need to feel it, Finnick."

“You sure?" He asked, biting down on his bottom lip as your moans from his skilled fingers working their magic as he kept moving inside of you made him even closer.

“Yes, yes, yes, need to be one, just you and me. Need it inside." He pinched the bundle of nerves lightly as he hit the spot inside of you that had you kicking your feet on sheets. “I'm gonna, oh I'm gonna-"

“I know, just wait a little bit longer, angel, I'm almost there. So close, be my good, good girl." You whined, nodding.

“Wanna be so good for you."

He nodded, the words bringing him even closer to the edge as he roughly thrusted into you. “You are, so good, just gotta hold back a little longer." You were sobbing, lost in the high as he wiped away the tears streaming down.

“Feels so good, Finnick, I can't please let me, need to."

“Wait." He said sternly, at this point he felt like he was denying himself too just to watch you squirm and listen to his every word. Grabbing your face softly so your eyes were trained on him, hand still rubbing fast circles on your clit. “Been such a good girl, don't ruin it." His hips started stuttering inside of you.

You shook your head, “I won't, I'm sorry. Wanna be good." He let go of your face with his free hand and pinched your nipple. “Finnick, please, I can't. Please don't be mean, I need you.”

"Making me feel so good, my love. Clenching around me, trying to hold back, you're such a good listener." He pinched your clit again, he was being mean, he couldn't deny it but the way you cried out and started trying to push away from him was bringing him straight to the edge. “Color?"

“Green." You choked out, “Please, Finnick, I can't." Your hands pushed against his chest.

"Then you know what to say, angel." He raised an eyebrow, “So you can." It would feel so much better, be so much harder for both of you the longer he kept this up. His lips attached to your breast and you tugged his hair, he moaned onto you and the vibrations had you desperately trying to fend off the orgasm approaching.

“Please, I need to. I know you are too." He thrust into that special spot in you again and your hands hit the sheets in frustration as your eyes fluttered.

“Be patient, don't be a brat." He pulled away from your breast to look at you. He pressed down on your clit and thrust into you again, “Oh god, gonna let go inside of you now, angel. Be all over your walls, gonna feel so good. Been such a good girl, you ready to let go of me."

“Yes, please!"

“You can let go, sweet girl." His lips pressed to yours to quiet both of you moans as you finally both let yourself go. You could've sworn the way his split inside you made your shaking even harder. It was so good, so worth it.

You were nearly breathless when you pulled away, “That was new."

“Are you okay?" He asked, eyes full of concern.

“Yeah, of course. I just, you're always incredible, I'm great.” You laughed breathlessly.

"Oh, good.” He let out the breath he didn't know he was holding.

“Thank you."

“You don't have to thank me, angel."

“Yes I do, they've taken so much of both of us and you just bring so much of it back to just being so real, so it doesn't feel like they own it anymore."

“That's just being a decent human, I just want to take care of you. Through all the ups and downs." He was so kind, it made you ecstatic that for as long as either of you were alive you'd always be one with each other, bonded through everything you loved. “Come on, we have another long day tomorrow, let's get cleaned up."

“What if we just didn't go, just laid here together, until it passed."

“I'd love to." His eyes were earnest and like pools you could drown in, “Nothing I want more than being with you forever. But they'd drag us out and we have things to do, my love.” He helped lift you up from where you lay comfortably. Your nose scrunched up." What?”

You pulled apart your thighs, "So sticky.”

He laughed before he could stop himself, "Well I'm not the one who asked for it.” That smug, loveable ass.

"Shut up, you loved it.” Softly shoving his arms as you went to stand.

He raised his arms in defense, "Guilty as charged."

He was so perfect, the way he was so effortlessly funny, so compassionate for all your needs even if you didn't verbalize them, how patient he was yet so stern and guiding. Much too good for what you could give him, you'd go to hell and back to do half as much as he did for you. Of course he always assured you of all you did to help him, but it felt so miniscule compared to what he did for you. The things you would sacrifice to help him, to be by his side were unmatched.

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[maarslovesmonkees]

Since you did a NSFW Alphabet for Caesar do you think you could do one for Koba with a Human Female Reader please?

{Koba NSFW alphabet}

Koba my beloved💗 Hes my favourite character in the whole franchise, and I was hoping to do this!!👏 Its also like the middle of the night where I live so I hope you enjoy even though Im tired asf making this😭🙏

Notes and warnings: M4F, Koba x Human!Reader, NSFW

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

He does care about you but he'll have trouble admitting it. He would throw a wet cloth on you, so you can clean yourself. If you ask him for anything (water etc.), he'll scoff, telling you to get it yourself before leaving and coming back with whatever you need. Don't call him out on it, you'll get your face ripped off😭

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

Ass. In my previous post, I talked about how he thinks its an intimate area, so he likes to grab it to feel in control. All apes have their boobs out anyways, but he doesn't ever get the chance to really grope and play with ass.

Hair. Again, he likes to grab it to give him a sense on control. He'll do lots of hair pulling especially when he's not in a good mood.

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

Like Caesar, he loves coming inside. Unlike Caesar, hes not asking and will breed you as much as he likes. Get ready to feel full of his seed!

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

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

Likes to watch you without you noticing. When your bathing, when you think you're alone in your nest to masturbate, or when you're just existing, he just cant help but spy on you. If he can, he'll masterbate to you as he hides too.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

Not experienced but hes also a fast learning bonobo. Give him a couple minutes to really feel you for the first time and then get ready for the night of your life.

Doggy style. You can probably guess why. He likes being able to look down at you, and feel dominant. You look quite helpless in the moment, fully under his control. He gets a very good deep thrust as well.

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

Yourself on a shelf. The one where hes standing with your legs around him as he fucks you in the wall. He feel strong and powerful doing it in this position. His strength being so strong he can pull you up against the wall while hes thrusting into you, makes him feel euphoric.

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

A serious ape that will get annoyed if you try and goof off. He'll huff and roll his eyes if you try and make a joke during the moment. Hes too focused feeling good, why ruin the moment with a joke?

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

Standard ape fur but a bit more rough. He thinks its stupid to try and maintain a soft fur. Hes an ape and a warrior, he doesn't need to do silly human things like that.

Honestly very very little romance during it. Its so erotic for him, hes so in the moment, and just focusing on feeling good. If you're not too focused on the pleasure of being rammed in, sometimes you'll see him looking into your eyes, in kind of an adoring matter. He'll quickly look away though, going back to manhandling you.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

Favourite thing to jack off to is you, without you noticing. As I said, you're probably bathing or something, and he's behind a rock, stroking himself to your body. Your curves, your tits, everything gets him so hard.

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

Bondage. On you, not on him. God forbid you ever recommend him being tied up. He likes seeing you helpless and submissive. He has full control over you, and you can't do anything about it because you're all tied up. Hes done being tied up to things, its time for humans to be. The fact that he finally gets to live the fantasy of tying a human up, and as well you being accepting of it, he feels weird in a good way.

Marking/claiming. His big canines aren't there for nothing. Thinking about claiming you as his own, being his and only his, gets him so fucking hard.

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

He likes the outdoors. Fucking you into the ground, as you look up at the trees with stars in your eyes from all the pleasure. He feels like a true ape out in nature, and getting into his pure animal instincts and just fucking you out here, satisfies him like no other.

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

Just feeling that power. Being dominant. Living thr fantasy of an ape taking over a human. You letting him do whatever he wants to you. You under him, being so obedient. Best motivation if you ask him.

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

Try and be dominant with him. Its going to take a lotttttttttttttttt of convincing and trust for him to do that. Getting him go bottom or doing anything that will restrict his movements. He's been tied up enough in his life, and he doesn't want to relive all of that again.

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

Loves receiving head. Your mouth around his cock, you licking the base of his dick, you suckling around his tip... he'll be a groaning mess trust me.

Isn't the biggest fan of receiving, especially at first. The motivation for him to do it is how you tremble and shake as his tongue circles your clit. How tears fall down your cheek when you orgasm from his mouth. You just look so good like that.

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

Fast and rough, through and through. An animal inside and out. Its regular you'll get a few bruises, especially on your thigh/waist afterwards. Doesn't like to edge, he loves his orgasm, especially when theyre inside you.

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

Hes 50/50 with them. Just a quick fuck isnt enough for him. When he goes in, hes in for a while. He does love fucking you and being able to have it not take much time on his schedule is a plus, but again, he wants to fuck you loonggg and hard.

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

With you? Absolutely! He likes how tough you are for being able to experiment. However with him? hes very hesitant. He HATES admitting that hes scared or worried and shit, but he really is deep down. He thinks of the worst possible scenario when theres a chance for him to br at risk, so it probably has to have a bit of convincing and planning.

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

He can go for rounds after rounds. He's not really satisfied with just 1 or even 3 climaxes, so buckle up. How long can he last really depends on what your doing. If its vanilla, quite a while. If its you being tied up and under his mercy, like 5 minutes.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

As I said last post, Sey toys are basically non-existent in this time. With the fall of humanity and stuff. However, if you somehow got yourselves toys, he would love to tie you and hold a vibrator on your clit, making you cum over and over. You'll be trembling from the overstimulation afterwards.

He would definitely use a a fleshlight. He just imagines its your wet pussy as he bucks his hips up into it, slamming his dick until his high, hot seed filling the toy.

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

Honestly to busy chasing his high to tease you. He just wants to indulge in the moment and he's an easily annoyed guy, so not really that big into teasing anyways.

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

Pretty loud. Moans, grunts and all. He makes all the sounds you can think of honestly. He doesn't really care if others hear him. Let them hear him enjoying himself to your body.

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

Sometimes likes to think of you cuddling him and petting him after sex. He wishes you would hold him close and whisper nice things to him, but he doesn't want to seem vulnerable or weak so he won't let you do it. He won't ever tell you this and would just face the other way, as he lays beside you. Poor guy, he wants to be loved but is too scared to be lovable.

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

Long-ish, normal girth. Around maybe 7inch. His balls are also huge.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

Im going to be honest, not that high, around maybe 4/10. However when hes horny, hes HORNY. Theres too much on his mind to relax and have sex, but when he does, be ready. All his pent up emotions aren't gonna be soft on you.

He'll lay down and wait for you to fall asleep before he does. Its mostly because, although you both are mates, you're still a human, and he still doesn't trust (or maybe never will trust) that part of you.

[ohhiimjazzed]

NSFW Alphabet LMK Sun Wukong

CW: Explicit sexual content, MINORS DNI

A - Aftercare (what are they like after sex):

at first, he had to be told what made you comfortable, but after that, he's basically a pro. he's actually a very caring person to the people closest to him. that includes you.

B- Body Part (their favorite body part on themselves and his partner's)

On himself: I know it's cliche, but tail. it's something that's unique about him. it's what makes a monkey a monkey. so he takes pride in having a tail. He's the Monkey King after all. He's going to be proud of the Monkey part of him.

On You: your hips. LOVE HANDLES MAN. He will grip onto your hips whenever he possibly can. From the front, from the back, doesn't matter. It also keeps him grounded during sex. he likes to feel that you're there with him and that you're real.

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

he likes to cum inside if he can. it's either if he has a condom on, or if you are on birth control. (don't be silly, wrap your willie!). but if you're trying for a baby, oh, he is going to indulge in cumming inside you.

if he had to take another option, then he'll cum on your stomach or ass

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

he's shapeshifted himself to have female anatomy before. and he's touched himself with those parts. it wasn't really a horny thing really. he was just curious to see how women masturbate

E - Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they're doing?)

Wukong is kind of a whore. He isn't a virgin by any means. But, this is the first time he's had sex with a human. Humans are a lot more fragile than demons. He's a bit scared he'll break you when you did it for the first time. by the time he learns your limits, he's good and he'll know what he's doing

F - Favorite Position (that goes without saying)

He's got a couple

The Lotus: (one partner is sitting in the other's lap while wrapping their legs around their partner) He's able to grasp your hips easy here, and he can hit it pretty deep

Doggy Style: (one partner is on their hands and knees while the other is behind them) again, he can grab your hips more easily with this position. plus it's a lot more animalistic. it unlocks the demon instincts in him.

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

he's called you 'bro' during sex. it was one time and it was spur of the moment. did it ruin the mood? yes. was it hilarious? hell yes. what I'm trying to say, is that he's not afraid to crack a joke during sex

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

the carpet matches the drapes because it's fur. he's a monkey. there's gonna be fur down there. but, when you come along he trims some of it so it doesn't get stuck up a hole or something

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

he can get really romantic when he wants to. he's got the duality of calling you 'bro' in bed, to whispering sweet nothings to you. he's a cheesy fuck tho. he'll do the rose petals and the candles

J - Jack Off (masturbation headcanon)

he's rubbed one out before. he'll do it to the thought of you either if you're gone or not in the mood. he won't force you into having sex with him so jacking off is the next best thing (look at him doing the bare minimum)

K - Kink (one or more of their kinks)

Breeding kink: bro will keep it inside you after he finishes if you ask for it. he wants to keep it there in hopes that you'll get pregnant (if you can). he's seen how loving and caring you are towards the baby monkeys. it makes him want to start a family with you.

Praise Kink: it goes both ways for this one. he likes to see how you react to him praising you. praise him too while you're at it. tell him how good it feels. he'll go harder and try to hit deeper. also he just wants to feel loved and make you feel loved.

Degradation: call him a good little whore. he'll love it

L - Location (favorite places to do the do)

he'll do it in the bedroom (obviously) it's the most privacy, but he also doesn't mind doing it in places around FFM. you just gotta make sure the monkeys aren't able to catch you two. some of them are really young and we are not here to traumatize children

M - Motivation (what turns them on/gets them going?)

PET HIS TAIL! Do it! I fucking dare you! He'll pounce on you if he's feeling it that day. His tail is sensitive man. He might even moan outright if you pet it during his rut/heat.

Also generally being in a heat/rut like state will get him going anyways. (this is demon terms not real monkey terms by the way)

N - No (something they're not willing to do, turn-offs)

will not physically hurt you unless he know's it's fine. the most he'll do is biting to mark you. he's still a bit cautious about your human physique. he sometimes forgets about his own strength and will leave bruises on your hips sometimes. he gets really guilty about that

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

he's more of a giver in this regard. he likes seeing you writhe in pleasure while he gives you head. pull his hair while he gives you head, he likes that. if you really wanna give him a blowie though, he'll be driven wild. will whimper

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

more like slow and rough. he likes to tease you a bit by going back and forth from slow to fast. but he'll keep a good pace most of the time. when you're close to cumming, he'll go faster so you can chase your high

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

loves a good quickie as much as the next guy. he'll do a quickie if he's really stressed though. it's a good release for you both. it's also a time when you can give him a blowie

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

he's down for most of everything. for some things you've gotta talk to him about it and probably explain what it is. but that's only for a few kinks.

S - Stamina (how long can they go for? how long do they last?)

this bitch is immortal. he's got stamina for days. You have to be the one to call things off for the night because it's most likely he can keep going. he can even go all night if you're up for it

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

he'll use toys, but you gotta be the one that owns them. he doesn't really have toys because of how isolated he was from humans before Lego Monkie kid began. he'll use the vibrator on you if you ask for it. hell, he'll even let you use a strap and peg him.

U - Unfair (how much do they like to tease?)

the definition of tease. he will edge you when you've been bad my guy. be fucking prepared. you have to like edging if you wanna have sex with him on a regular basis. he's not a monster tho, he'll let you cum, eventually

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

it depends on if he's on top or bottom. if he's on top, he'll let out some grunts and even a groan or two while he's pounding into you. if you're on top, he will whimper. DO IT. MAKE HIM WHIMPER AND WHINE FOR YOU

W - Wild Card (a random headcanon about the character)

after all that's happened throughout LMK, Wukong wants to repair his relationship with Macaque. He knows that it's going to take a lot of work and patience, and it'll never be like how it was. but, he wants to give it a try. there's a part of him that still cares about Macaque.

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

he's about average size (4-5 inches) but he's a shapeshifter, so he can change the size to experiment. he tried to make it nine inches and holy jesus you couldn't fit that in you without a bit of prep.

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

he'll do it about 4-5 times a week. he won't do it when MK is over to train with him though. it's too much of a risk to have him walk in on you two. he can't risk having his student looking at him with disgust

Z - ZZZ (how quickly do they fall asleep afterwards)

he'll clock out when you're all taken care of for the night. if you're having a bath afterward, he'll probably be out by then. once you get in the bed, he's reaching for you. it's cute

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okay, thank you for coming to my ted talk

[gatorbites-imagines]

Bo from sinners nsfw alphabet NEOW (politely) please 🙏

Bo Chow nsfw alphabet 

I couldnt find any Bo gifs, sigh.

This man had me clawing at my seat during the movie, those like,,, five minutes of screentime was all I needed. This is like, normal Bo, not vampire Bo. 

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

Bo comes across as the type of guy who would give you aftercare, it's not the over-the-top aftercare we would see nowadays, but it's pretty damn good for the period. Like, will hold you, comfort you, give you a treat and make sure you are hydrated. He also allows you to give him aftercare in return. Depending on how much you've wrecked him, Bo gets very clingy and cuddly. 

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

On himself, I think his favorite part is his face and smile, he knows he's handsome and will use it against you. Also, his arms and shoulders. On his partner it's your chest, jaw and thighs.  

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

Likes it more than most people, but isn't a complete hound for it. I can see him letting you spill in his mouth, Bo swishing it around, or sticking his tongue out so he can let it dribble all over cuz he knows it gets your blood pumping. His preference for where it goes depends on when and where, if it's at the store or somewhere public, then he wants it inside, if you guys are in private, then he wants it spilled over his torso or similar. 

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

Will sometimes wear women's underwear during the day, cuz it makes him feel pretty, especially if you are into it too. Yearns for you to put cigarettes/cigars out on him, but cant get himself to say it, can get pretty obvious about it though. 

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

Depends tbh. Is he married to Grace in this? Then he's got experience with her, but even if he wasn't then I still think he would have some experience cuz hes such a charming guy. I don't think he has a lot of experience with men though, outside of maybe one or two times. 

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying) 

All-time favorite is when you bend him over the counter at the store before it opens or after it closes. Or any position where you can choke him with your hand or arm. 

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

Bo isn't as serious as some of the others, and can crack a couple of jokes or smirk when you guys start fumbling around, but he isn't some comedy star. 

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

I dont think men were as well groomed back then as some are now, but I do think Bo would take care of what body hair he has, keeps its neat and groomed. 

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

Can be pretty damn intimate when you guys have the time for it, and can spend time actually just feeling each other and experiencing what's between you. Big kisser when you aren't choking him out, or have his face shoved down against the counter or bed. 

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon) 

Doesn't do it a whole lot, mainly because he gets what he needs through you (and Grace if they're married in this setting), I can imagine him doing it during downtime at the shop though, when hes feeling stressed. 

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks) 

Choking and asphyxiation 

Cigarette/cigar kink 

Shotgunning, ig? 

Slight feminization of himself 

Prostate milking 

Overstimulation and edging 

Marking (bruises, hickeys, cuts, etc) 

Massages 

L = Location (favorite places to do the do) 

The shop, tbh. It's the whole danger of it, how quickly you guys could get caught, but also cuz he spends so much time there. Also, your place, since that's where you two would need to go to be alone. Probably claims you two play poker or some shit so you can be alone. 

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

You rolling up your sleeves or seeing you in an undershirt always gets him going, especially if you have been moving heavy stuff around, or if he catches you messing around with the engine of your truck, stuff like that. 

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

Using slurs or insults like that. Hes fine with being called a slut maybe once or twice, but it can be too much. It works a lot more if you turn it into a compliment instead of an insult. 

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

Prefers giving, on both men and women. Is very skilled with his tongue, and can improvise when he goes down on you for the first time and isn't sure what to do with his hands and mouth. 

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

The pace tends to be on the quicker side, but that's mainly because you are both needy and at the store, so you gotta hurry. When you guys are “playing poker” at your place though, it ends up getting more intense and slow. 

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

All for it, and you guys do it on the regular because its when you guys can get on the day to day. Your “poker night” might be a once a week, once every two weeks thing, which is the only time you guys can actually take your time. 

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

Is a bit of a risk taker, but not to the same degree as like, Stack. You guys do it at the store pretty regularly, and he lets you leave hickeys or scratches on him, as long as its under the collar. If he's with Grace, then he just keeps his shirt on cuz hes too “busy” to take it off. 

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

Has pretty good stamina, but cant go an insane amount of rounds or anything. Maybe one or two, three when you guys are really in the mood. Unless you are spending a lot of time overstimulating him and stuff. 

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

Doesn't own any toys and neither do you, outside of like everyday items. Like rope, a tie, etc. 

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease) 

Hes a real tease, and can somehow say the raunchiest stuff between the lines or whatever else he's saying. Will get the point across in ways only you can notice, be it how he's saying it, how he's standing, etc. Will also use the back of the shop to grope and rub at you as he's walking by. Rolls his cigarette with his tongue a lot with very intense eye contact. 

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

Not extremely loud, but he does have to bite it down at the shop. Is more of a groaner than a moaner, but will reach a very high whiny pitch when you edge him or overstimulate him. 

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

Wouldn't feel bad about it, if he's married to Grace but is with you. Call him a monster or whatever, but he's probably always known what he preferred, but that he had duties as a man to marry a woman. If Grace ever found someone else to have something with, he also wouldn't mind, it would probably be a relief tbh. 

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

Average in length and thickness, his tip is the cutest prettiest pink color, uncut. 

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

Above average but Bo isn't some kind of uncontrollable beast, he just lets it build until you guys can spend time together. Didn't have the highest drive in the past, but the moment you guys rolled around together it just took off, like his body realized what he liked, so he wants more. 

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards) 

When you guys have “poker night”, I imagine he sometimes sleeps over, but not every time cuz that would cause an argument. It's a once-a-month thing, and you guys always claim it's because you drank too much. But it because Bo fell asleep on you and you didn't want to wake him. 

[deerlino]

Can i please request an arcade date fic w han? Or a nap date fic w han? Like whichever one you choose can you make it with a lot of hugs and face kisses? If you choose the arcade one can you like make it like a double date w like chan and his gf and like make it so each couple is competing w each other or girls v guys?????

ALL’S FAIR IN LOVE AND WAR ( HJS. )

Han Jisung x Fem!Reader

Sypnosis: You and your boyfriend Jisung hit the arcade for a double date with your friends Chan and his girlfriend. It’s game after game with the loser buying dinner. (746 words)

Content: Fluff, Established Relationship, Arcade (Double) Date, Competitive Spirit, Crack, Humor, Teasing & Banter, Kisses, Hugs, Dinner Date, Pet Names

Warnings: Strong Language (Cussing)

Author’s notes: I’m obsessed with arcade fics, so thanks for the request, anon! <3 I usually don't write fics with more than two characters (you can probably tell after reading this 😅), but it was fun to try something new! There’s more interaction between Jisung and the reader (Y/N) than between Chan and his girlfriend, but if you want Chan’s and his girlfriend’s POV for this night, I’d be happy to write it—just let me know! Hope you enjoy this fic! 🖤

You walk into the arcade with Jisung by your side, the neon lights reflecting off his bright smile. Chan and his girlfriend are already inside, waving enthusiastically. The air buzzes with excitement, laughter, and the constant clattering of game machines.

“Finally! We thought you guys got lost or something,” Chan jokes, wrapping an arm around his girlfriend’s shoulders.

“Please, we were just fashionably late,” Jisung retorts, his arm snug around your waist. “Ready to lose?”

“Oh, it’s on,” Chan grins. “Losers buy dinner, right?”

You nod, feeling the competitive fire in your belly. “Prepare your wallet, Chan.”

The first game is basketball hoops. You and Jisung face off against Chan and his girlfriend. Jisung winks at you, his confidence infectious. 

“Okay, babe, show ’em what you got,” Jisung encourages, squeezing your hand.

You take a deep breath and start shooting. The balls fly out of your hands in a blur, and you manage to sink a few good shots. Jisung, meanwhile, is a machine, sinking basket after basket with ease.

“Yes! That’s my girl!” he shouts, pulling you into a hug, his lips brushing against your temple.

Chan’s girlfriend isn’t too shabby either, and she and Chan are racking up points fast. It’s neck and neck, but in the end, Jisung’s steady aim pulls you both ahead.

“Ha! In your face!” Jisung crows, doing a little victory dance. You join in, laughing as he twirls you around.

“Alright, alright, you won this one,” Chan admits, feigning defeat. “Next game!”

You move on to the air hockey table. Chan insists on a rematch, and you can see the determination in his eyes. You and Jisung huddle close, strategizing.

“Just keep hitting it towards Chan’s left side,” Jisung whispers, his breath warm against your ear. “He’s terrible there.”

You nod, determined. The puck flies back and forth in a flurry of intense concentration. Each time you score, Jisung’s whoops fill the air, followed by a quick kiss on your cheek.

“You got this, babe! One more point!”

You give it your all and, with a final swift move, score the winning point. Jisung lifts you off the ground in a bear hug, peppering your face with kisses. 

“Attagirl, you got this!” he exclaims, grinning from ear to ear.

Chan throws his hands up in mock despair. “I can’t believe this. Next game!”

You move from game to game, the stakes growing higher with each round. Skee-ball, racing games, whack-a-mole. You and Jisung are in sync, teasing and cheering each other on, sharing quick hugs and kisses every chance you get.

At one point, during a particularly heated dance game, Jisung accidentally steps on your foot. He immediately stops, concern written all over his face.

“Oh my god, I’m so sorry, baby!” he apologizes, crouching down to inspect your foot. “Are you okay?”

“I’m fine, Sungie,” you assure him, giggling at his overreaction. “Just don’t step on me again!”

He stands up, giving you a sheepish smile before pulling you into a hug. “Never. Let’s win this.”

And win you do. By the end of the night, the scoreboard is clear: you and Jisung have won more games than Chan and his girlfriend. Chan groans dramatically, but there’s a playful glint in his eyes.

“Fine, dinner’s on us,” he says, pulling out his wallet. “You guys are too good at this.”

“We’ll try to be gracious winners,” Jisung says, giving you a mischievous look before planting a kiss on your lips.

You all head to a nearby diner, collapsing into the booth in a fit of giggles and exhausted happiness. Jisung sits close to you, his hand never leaving yours. He leans in, his lips brushing against your ear.

“I had so much fun tonight,” he murmurs. “We should do this more often.”

You smile, turning to kiss his cheek. “Definitely. But next time, we’re upping the stakes.”

Jisung laughs, wrapping an arm around your shoulders and pulling you close. “You’re on, babe.”

As you all dig into your food, the conversation flows easily, filled with teasing, laughter, and the warmth of good company. Jisung keeps sneaking kisses, his fingers laced with yours under the table.

By the end of the night, you can’t stop smiling. It’s been a perfect date, full of fun, love, and a healthy dose of competition. And as Jisung walks you home, his arm around your waist and his lips pressed to your forehead, you know there’s no one else you’d rather be with.

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