#the right one is pretty self-explanatory i think

[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. 

[chamaleonsoul]

@lover-of-mine vibe check ❤️

[snug-as-bugalugs-in-rugalugs]

Hey fellow Murdochians, I need something new to obsess over :) So if you have the inclination, please reblog this post and put in the tags (or just normal reblogs) a piece of symbolism or parallel or some other kind of connection you noticed in the show that, even if the creators may not have intended it, makes you go a little insane :)

[hecatesbroom]

Apparently, today's brainrot of choice is a Golden Girls Sound of Music AU where Rose is Maria, Dorothy's the Captain, and Blanche is the Baroness, only that one scene where the Baroness visits Maria in her bedroom ends very differently & they end up in a polycule

[abbotjack]

(18+ only) nsfw alphabet– michael robinavitch .𖥔 ݁ ˖ִ ࣪₊ ⊹˚

pairing : michael "robby" robinavitch x afab!reader

18+ MDNI—warning : explicit sexual content, use of cunt, rough sex, praise kink, post-sex intimacy, body worship, possessive language. this is just pure filth start to finish like oh my god...

a/n : no plot, just robby being hot, obsessed, and way too good at ruining your cunt. you're welcome. roughly 4,000 words... needless to say I was very passionate about this one as well. I also did one for dr. abbot!. anyways, happy pitt thursday & ty for 100 followers !

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

He treats aftercare like it’s an extension of the act itself—just as intimate, just as necessary. He pulls you against his chest immediately after, and murmurs, “You alright?” His voice is low and hoarse, lips ghosting your temple. He doesn’t rush. You’ll feel his fingers smoothing across your skin, touching every place he left red or trembling.

He wipes you down gently with a warm cloth—he never makes you do it yourself—and then pulls the blanket up over both of you. There’s a certain reverence in the way he laces your fingers together afterward. He might not always say the words, but it’s there: You’re mine. I’ve got you.

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

His favorite on himself : His hands because they get to touch you. He’s obsessed with how much he can make you feel with just his fingertips. “Tell me where you want me,” he’ll whisper against your throat while teasing a finger down your thigh.

On you : Your mouth. Not just for what it does, but how it moves. The curve when you smile, the little intake of breath when you’re trying not to moan, the way it parts when he slides a finger into you and whispers something filthy against your ear.

He’s obsessed with the way you whimper against his kiss. Sometimes he’ll press his thumb into your bottom lip and say, “Let me see how much you want it.” And then watch—ruthlessly—as you fall apart

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

Robby finishes deep, every time. It’s instinctive. You clenching around him when he starts to lose control? That’s what does it. He’ll bury his face in your shoulder with a groan that sounds almost pained, holding you in place while he spills inside you. And afterward? He stays inside just a little too long. “Just… let me have this for a second.”

He loves watching it drip out of you after. Fingers gentle but greedy as he brushes it back in, eyes dark with a possessiveness he never voices out loud.

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

He has a thing for catching you in the middle of it.

Not touching yourself for him—not some showy, performed thing. No. He wants to catch you when you think he’s not there. When it’s real. Quiet. Desperate. Private.

That’s his secret.

He’s walked in on you once—half-asleep, legs spread, hand between your thighs, whispering his name under your breath without even realizing it. You didn’t notice him right away.

But he noticed everything.

The way your hips stuttered. The little gasp you made when your fingers brushed just right. The slick sound of you trying to get yourself off like it wasn’t already too much. The blush that crept up your chest when you finally looked over and saw him standing there, hard in his jeans, eyes dark, watching.

He hasn’t stopped thinking about it since.

And sometimes—he doesn’t mean to—but he lingers outside the bedroom door when you don’t know he’s home. Just listening. Breathing slow. Letting his cock throb in his hand while you whimper his name with your fingers buried inside you.

He won’t ask you to stop. He won’t interrupt.

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

Robby is the guy who doesn’t look like a heartbreaker, but you find out after that he could be. He’s had lovers—but he doesn’t throw it around casually. When he touches you, it’s obvious : he knows what he’s doing. His rhythm, his pressure, the way he reads your breath and adjusts in real time. Precision with heat.

And when you moan his name? His lips part, slow, like he’s drinking you in. “That’s it. Just like that. Good girl. Let me hear you.”

♡ F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

In the privacy of the bedroom, Robby's preferred position is classic missionary. He loves to have you lying beneath him, legs wrapped around his waist, allowing for deep penetration and full-body contact. This position enables him to maintain eye contact, reading every nuance of your expressions, and to kiss you deeply, muffling shared moans.

What elevates this position for him is the intimacy it fosters. He can feel your heartbeat against his chest, synchronize his breathing with yours, and whisper sweet or filthy nothings directly into your ear. The ability to have his hands free to explore your body, caress your sides, or intertwine fingers adds layers to the connection. It's not just about the physical pleasure but the profound emotional bond it reinforces each time.

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

Not really goofy—more warm. He’s serious when it counts, but he has this soft, crooked smirk when you laugh mid-kiss. He’ll say something under his breath like “You’re trouble, you know that?” while flipping you over. The humor is subtle—intimate. Like you’re in on something private.

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

He’s got a full bush, thick and dark, not out of neglect but because he doesn’t see the point in shaving something that feels natural. The hair down there is soft but dense, and when he’s hard? It frames his cock like it’s meant to be worshipped.

There’s a trail leading up from his pelvis—dark and straight. It’s the kind of thing you see once and can’t stop staring at, especially when his shirt rides up after a long shift and your eyes catch that line of hair leading down. He notices when you look. He always notices.

And let’s not skip the beard.

He loves burying his mouth between your thighs like it’s the only place he wants to be. His tongue is slow, deep, deliberate. His stubble drags across every tender inch, rough enough to leave you raw, just the way he knows you like it.

He shaved once.

He came out of the bathroom with a towel slung low, jaw bare, clean, pink in places where the razor caught. He looked at you—wet hair, smug expression, a glint in his eye like he thought he’d done something special.

Your eyes dragged over his face, down to the curve of his throat. Blank. Quiet. Then :

“You shaved.”

He nodded, a little too proud. “Figured I’d try something different.”

You didn’t answer. Just got under the covers, and faced the wall.

You didn’t fuck him for a week.

You still let him pull you close. Still let him kiss your neck. But your cunt stayed untouched, aching and slick in silence, because you chose to starve him with it. To remind him that this—you—has rules.

You waited until the stubble came back.

That night, you let him between your legs.

You didn’t speak. Just pulled him down and pressed your cunt to his mouth like something owed. He took it like an apology.

Now, he doesn’t forget. When he fucks you with his mouth, he does it slow. Thorough. Until you shake. Until you cry out. Until it’s more than just pleasure—it’s possession. His jaw works like he’s starving. Like he remembers every second of those nights you wouldn't let him have it.

When he pulls back—chin wet, lips parted—his breath ghosts over your skin. You’re flushed and trembling, still pulsing from the friction.

He looks up, voice wrecked, reverent.

“I won’t make that mistake again.”

You exhale, heavy, jaw slack.

“You won’t.”

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

When he’s in your bed, it’s not about sex—it’s about claiming space in your life. Every touch is intentional. Every glance lingers a second too long. Every thrust carries the weight of everything he doesn’t say out loud.

He gives his full attention, eyes locked on yours while his hands hold you still, and his voice drops in your ear :

“I want you to feel me tomorrow. I want you to remember this.”

And afterward? When your legs are still shaking and your mind’s gone foggy? He pulls you into his chest because you’re his. It's the kind of closeness that tells you—no one else gets this version of him.

♡ J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

Robby jerks off only when it’s necessary—when he’s so hard it aches, or when he’s had a day that pressed every damn button and he needs you to take the edge off… but you’re not there.

He always does it the same way : Back against the headboard, hand braced on his thigh, one slow stroke at a time while his eyes are shut and you’re the only thing in his head. Sometimes it’s your voice. Sometimes it’s the way your body looked the last time you collapsed under him.

He finishes hard, jaw clenched, chest rising. And every time? He mutters your name under his breath, like a confession he’s still trying to outrun.

♡ K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

He doesn’t just want to fuck you—he wants to manage you. Override your thoughts. Rewire what you associate with pleasure until the only thing you crave is his voice, his rules, his cock.

And he does it slow. He makes you ask. Not because he’s into power trips—but because he wants to hear you break.

“You want something, you say it. Use your words.”

“That tone won’t get you what you need, sweetheart.”

And when you finally say it—broken, desperate, voice shaking—he rewards you by giving all of himself, rough hands, heavy weight, deliberate thrusts that make you sob.

He’s into positional control—knees spread wide, hands behind your back, chin tilted up with one thick hand under your jaw. Not to scare you. To focus you.

You don’t look away. You don’t squirm.

You listen. You obey.

And when you don’t? He’ll stop mid-thrust, press his body flush to yours, and growl :

“Try that again. See what it gets you.”

When he puts you where he wants you and says, “Stay still while I fuck you,” —you do. Every time.

That’s the kink : You, undone. And him, fully in control of everything.

♡ L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

He’s a bed man, 100%. Not because he’s boring—because he wants time, room, and access. Sheets pushed down. One knee between your thighs. He wants to make a mess.

But he does have a soft spot for the couch especially after a long day, when you curl into his side while watching something on TV, kiss his neck, and he doesn’t even bother pulling your pants all the way off before tugging you into his lap and sliding in from underneath.

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

What gets Robby going?

You. Wanting him.

It’s the way you shift closer when you speak—like your body can’t help but chase him. The brush of your leg against his under the table, slow and unthinking, but your breath always catches after. The way your eyes dilate when he says your name low.

It’s instinct. Want in its rawest form. Not loud. Not deliberate. Just something in you pulling toward something in him.

And he notices.

Feels it in the silence. In the way your thighs tense when he stands too close. In the heat radiating off you when you pretend you’re not thinking about his hands on your skin. But you are. And he knows it.

And when you do ask?

That’s what does it.

Just a soft little please—barely above a whisper. His cock’s already hard in his pants, jaw tight, breath low and steady, because if he moves too fast, he’ll lose it.

And if you’re already wet when he checks?

He groans—low, rough, wrecked.

“Yeah. That’s all I fuckin’ need.”

Because that’s what gets him. Not performance. Not noise. Just need. Honest, helpless, soaked-through need.

The kind that has your cunt dripping just from the thought of him.

That kind of power? That kind of want?

He’ll fuck you senseless for it. Every time.

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

He won’t turn sex into something cold and punishing.

You can tease him. Push him. You can mouth off just to see how long it takes for him to press you into the mattress and make you sorry you started it. He likes that. He likes the challenge.

But he doesn’t want cruelty. Not from you, not toward you.

The first time it comes up, it’s not even in bed.

You say it offhandedly—half a joke, half testing the waters. Something you read in a post, or a thread, or some comment section that said men like him—older, quiet, in control—like it mean. That they get off on making you cry. That pain is the point. That it’s not real unless it hurts.

And his reaction is immediate. Not angry—just quiet. Controlled. Serious in that way he gets when he needs you to listen.

He touches your chin, gently, turns your face toward him. Thumb brushing your cheek. His eyes on yours.

“No, honey. We don’t do that here.”

His voice is low, even.

“You want to be taken apart? Fine. You want to be mine? Good. But not like that.”

Then he pulls back just enough to look you in the eyes.

He doesn’t care what you’ve read or what men like him are supposed to want—he’s not here to watch you cry just to feel powerful, not interested in pain that leaves you numb or pushing past what you can take just because you think that’s what gets him off.

He wants you honest, wanting, undone by pleasure. He’ll ruin you. Wreck you. Push you to the edge of something so intense it leaves you shaking.

But pain for pain’s sake? Anything that feels hollow, detached, or cruel?

That’s where he stops.

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

Giving?

Devotional. He doesn’t rush. He doesn’t tease. He feasts. Like your thighs are the only place he wants to die.

One arm looped under your leg, the other gripping your hip. He’ll drag his tongue in deep, slow strokes until you’re begging. Not because he wants praise—because he wants you undone. Wants your thighs trembling, your voice high and ruined, your fingers scrabbling through his hair with desperate little gasps.

Receiving?

He loves it—but more because he likes watching you want it. The heat in your eyes, the way you look up while you suck him slow, spit slicking your lips. If you grip his thighs and choke a little, he’ll groan and push your hair back :

“Easy, sweetheart… take your time. I’m not going anywhere.”

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

Controlled.

Not fast, not rough—measured. Like every thrust is calculated to make you feel exactly what he wants you to.

He’ll keep it slow until you’re practically begging, then snap his hips once—just once—and smirk when you whimper.

“That’s what you needed, huh?”

He’ll go harder when you ask. But his rhythm never loses that precision.

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

Robby doesn’t like quickies. Not really.

He wants time—wants to press his mouth to every inch of your skin, listen to the way your breath shifts, draw your orgasm out like he’s conducting it. Quickies cut corners, and Robby? Doesn’t like cutting corners.

But you? You’re standing just a little too close during a quiet stretch in the ER—eyes wide, cheeks flushed, voice barely above a whisper: “Please. I need you. Right now.”

And when you reach for his hand, tug him gently by the wrist toward the back hallway— He knows where you’re going. And he doesn’t stop you.

You slip into the empty on-call room. He’s two steps behind you, shutting the door with a quiet click and turning the lock.

His voice is low, sharp, already strained:

“You really want this here?”

You nod, out of breath.

“Please, Robby… I need it. I don’t care if it’s quick. I just—fuck—I need you inside me.”

That’s all it takes.

He’s on you in a second—one hand at your throat, the other already pushing you back against the wall. His mouth crashes into yours—filthy, impatient—and he grabs your scrub pants, yanking them down just enough to expose your thighs.

Your underwear stays on.

He hooks a finger under the elastic, pulls it to the side, and groans when he sees you—slick, swollen, already soaked for him.

“You came in here like this?” His voice is gravel now. “Fucking desperate for it?”

You nod again. Barely.

“Robby—please. I need you—need to feel you—”

He growls low in his throat and presses two fingers into you hard and fast, feeling you stretch around him, already pulsing.

“God, you’re fucking dripping.”

He pulls his cock out fast—thick, flushed, angry—and lines himself up without another word. Then, still holding your underwear to the side, he drives into you in one brutal thrust.

You gasp—loud—and his hand’s at your mouth now, pinning you to the wall with his weight.

“Shhh. Be quiet for me. You wanted this so bad, now take it.”

The rhythm is relentless. Fast. Deep. Ruined in five minutes flat. Your hands scramble at his back. Your forehead presses to his collarbone. You’re so full, so fucked, all you can do is sob into his palm as your orgasm crashes over you way too soon.

He fucks you through it. Doesn’t stop. Doesn’t even slow down. Just grits out,

“That’s it. Just like that. Come around me. God, you feel fucking perfect—”

When he spills inside you, it’s with a broken moan into your shoulder, hips jerking, fingers gripping your waist like he’s trying to hold himself together.

After? He pulls out slow. Gently tucks himself away. Adjusts your underwear back into place and helps you with your pants. Then brushes his thumb along your lower lip where you bit down too hard.

“Next time? You wait until we’re off shift. So I can do that right.”

But you know—The next time you beg?

He’s going to cave again.

He doesn’t like quickies. But for you? He’ll fuck you like it’s the last five minutes of his life.

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

Robby’s not reckless. But behind closed doors? He’ll try anything once—as long as it comes with trust.

You want to be tied up? He’ll get a rope. You want to try temperature play? He’s already warming the oil. But he needs to know you’re there with him, not playing a part.

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

Two to three rounds, easily—if not more, depending on the day.

And in between rounds? He doesn’t check out. He kisses you. Runs his fingers through your hair. Stays in it.

You won’t even realize he’s hard again until he’s flipping you over, saying, “We're not done yet.”

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

Selective. But curious. He keeps a viberator in the nightstand drawer—not for you to use alone, but for him to hold against you while he’s buried inside you.

“Let go. Come on. Let me feel it.”

He’s also into remote-control toys. The idea of having you wear one while you sit across the table at dinner? Knowing he could ruin you the second you tease him?

Yeah. He’s thought about it. A lot.

♡ U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

He lives to tease. Not cruelly—strategically. He’ll keep you on the edge for hours. Pull away right before you come. Make you ride him slow until your voice breaks.

And the whole time? He’ll say shit like:

“You want to come? Say it. Say it like you mean it.”

And when you finally do? He’ll give it to you. Hard. Without hesitation. But only once he’s dragged every drop of want out of you first.

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

Grunts. Groans. Low curses whispered into your neck. The sound he makes when he comes is rough.

And when you ride him, slow and deep? He’ll let out this low, desperate moan into your chest that sounds like he’s trying to hold himself back and failing.

That sound? It’s all because of you.

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

He kept the first pair of underwear you left at his place. Not to be creepy. Not to sniff or jerk off to. Just… because.

They’re in the back of his drawer, folded neatly like he might give them back, but he won’t. It’s a memento. A reminder of the first night you stayed. The first night you were his.

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

Thick. Heavy. Veined. He’s not porn-star long, but he doesn’t need to be—the girth alone is enough to make you gasp every time.

You feel him with your whole body. Even when he’s just rubbing the tip through your slick folds, your hips buck involuntarily, desperate for him to fill you. Stretch you. Keep you full until your thighs shake.

And he knows it. Smirks when he catches the way you hesitate right before he pushes in.

“Too much?” he’ll murmur, nudging at your entrance with slow, deliberate pressure.

“You can take it. You always do.”

He presses all the way in, holds there while your body adjusts. He doesn’t fuck like he’s showing off. He fucks like he’s memorizing you with it. Like he’s been thinking about it all day.

And when he pulls out, slow and slick and aching, you’re already sore. Already wanting it again.

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

Robby can hold off for days. Weeks, even. But when he finally has you?

He’s starving.

He doesn’t just want your body. He wants you wrecked. Tearing up. Shaking. Pressing your mouth to his neck so no one hears how hard you come for him.

He wants you craving him just as badly. Not for show. Not for ego. Because that’s the part he hides from everyone else—how badly he needs you when he doesn’t have you.

And when he’s buried in you, deep and slow, holding your wrists down above your head, mouth at your throat, voice shaking from restraint?

That’s when you hear it : “I’ve needed this. You have no idea how fucking much.”

♡ Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

You fall asleep on your side, facing him. One arm draped over his chest, leg tangled between his, skin still hot from where your bodies were pressed tight.

You’re bare.

Still flushed.

Still soft all over, your thighs sticky, your cunt sore and slick from how deep he took you.

And Robby’s still wide awake. Lying flat on his back, one hand resting on the dip of your waist—but his eyes?

They’re on you.

He watches the way your breath slows, the way your mouth parts slightly, the way your fingers twitch against his ribs while you sleep. You’re loose now. Limp and warm and completely undone—and he still feels you, everywhere.

Your stomach rises and falls against him in slow, perfect rhythm. There’s a faint line on your hip—stretch mark, scar, something you used to try and hide.

He sees it.

He loves it.

He traces it lightly with his thumb, barely a touch.

He wants to move.

Wants to roll you onto your back, lick into your cunt until you're whimpering again, make you take him slow all over.

Wants to feel you twitch when he whispers things he never says out loud—like how badly he wants to keep you like this forever he literally has a ring hidden in his nightstand but that’s besides the point.

But he doesn’t. You’re asleep. Spent. Trusting him with your whole body.

So he shifts in a little closer. Presses a kiss to your shoulder. Lets his palm settle over your hip, wide and warm and claiming. Because for now, that’s enough.

Eventually, his eyes will close.

But not yet.

Not when you’re still glowing from what he did to you.

[mahgyu]

𝐍𝐒𝐅𝐖 𝐀𝐋𝐏𝐇𝐀𝐁𝐄𝐓 ──── 𝐊𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐎 𝐍𝐀𝐍𝐀𝐌𝐈

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

Nanami is meticulous, and that extends to post-sex care. He always makes sure you're comfortable, clean, and relaxed before anything else. If it was an intense night, he prepares a warm bath for both of you, cleaning you with patience and dedication. If it was something more spontaneous, he keeps you nestled against his chest, stroking your skin until your breathing steadies. His touch is firm but full of care.

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

On his own body, he appreciates his hands. Firm, large, experienced—capable of gripping your waist with ease, pressing against your throat just right, and tracing safe paths over your skin. On you, he has a fixation on your neck and the curve of your hips. He loves holding, biting, and marking those spots, watching how your skin reacts to his touch.

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

Nanami is organized and rational, but when it comes to coming on you, he transforms. His desire to see your skin smeared with his cum is almost possessive. If it’s inside, he makes sure to keep you filled for a while, pressing his fingers against your entrance just to ensure nothing spills. If it’s outside, he loves seeing your face messy, your breasts covered—he doesn’t talk much about it, but his intense gaze says it all.

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

He has touched himself countless times in his office thinking about you. On the most stressful days, when the routine wears him down and his mind drifts to the last moment you had together, he locks himself in the bathroom or leans back in his chair, loosening his tie as he gets off remembering how you moaned his name.

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

Before you, Nanami didn’t have many relationships to build his own experience, but there was nothing he couldn’t learn from you. And so, he memorized every weak spot of yours, every response your body gives to the slightest stimulus. He likes to learn in the process, absorbing your responses and adjusting his approach to maximize pleasure. When he fucks, he fucks with precision.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

Missionary is a classic for him—because it allows control, eye contact, and depth. But he also loves having you on your stomach, his hand on the back of your neck, keeping you exactly where he wants. He enjoys when you ride him, but only if he can guide your movements with his firm hands on your waist.

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

Nanami doesn’t laugh much during sex. He takes the moment seriously, focused on every sensation and response. But sometimes, when you tease him or when something unexpected happens, he lets out a low, murmured chuckle against your skin. The most fun he allows is dry sarcasm when you try to challenge him.

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

Nanami exudes intimacy without needing excessive declarations. The way he holds your face as he moves inside you, the way he whispers your name against your mouth between deep kisses—everything about him screams connection. He doesn’t just fuck for the sake of fucking; he owns you in every thrust.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

He prefers to hold back for you, but when he's away or extremely frustrated, he jerks off in the most methodical way possible. He leans against a wall, eyes closed, his hand slow and firm around his cock, imagining how it would feel to have your mouth on him at that moment.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

Control. Nanami likes being in charge, dictating the pace and making you submit to him. Subtle restraints, silent dominance, and dirty praise are part of his repertoire. He also has a slight fetish for lace and sheer lingerie.

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

Bed is the basic choice, but Nanami isn’t limited to that. His office has been the scene of a few transgressions, as well as the shower, where he can fuck you against the tiles with water running down your bodies.

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

You, pure and simple. Your scent, your voice, the way your gaze gets heavy when you desire him. If you ask, if you tease, if you surrender—he can’t resist.

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

He would never do anything that could truly hurt you. Severe humiliation, harsh words, or extreme violence are not part of the game. He dominates you with precision.

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

Nanami prefers giving rather than receiving. He treats oral sex like an art—precise, dedicated, endless. He sucks your clit with expertise, pushes his tongue deep inside you until your legs tremble.

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

Firm and calculated. He likes to maintain control, keeping a rhythm that builds tension to the limit. But if he’s particularly desperate, he can be brutal.

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

He isn’t a fan of rushing, but when necessary, he makes every second count. A hurried encounter in the car, in a bathroom at an event, in the middle of the night when he needs you now.

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

He’s discreet but loves subtle danger. Doing something where you might get caught, but in a calculated way. A bold touch under the restaurant table, a hand sliding between your thighs at the movies.

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

He can last through long rounds without losing breath. Nanami isn’t the type to be satisfied quickly—he wants to make sure you’re wrecked with pleasure before he is.

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

He doesn’t use them on himself, but he has no problem using them on you. Vibrators are his favorite, especially when he holds them while fucking you, just to see you lose your mind.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

He can be cruel with teasing. He loves keeping you on the edge, denying orgasms just to hear you beg. Pleasure only comes when he decides.

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

He isn’t overly loud, but he groans low and rough in your ear. Every ragged breath of his is pure gold.

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

He loves morning sex, in the laziest and most delicious way possible. No rush, just you riding him while he savors every inch of you, his hands sliding over your body as if he’s discovering you for the first time.

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

He pretends to have control, but his need for you is raw. He desires you all the time and knows exactly how to hide it until the right moment.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

He takes a while to sleep. He spends time watching you, feeling your scent on his skin, the weight of your body against his. And only then, with one last kiss on your forehead, does he close his eyes.

After a long time of leaving this blog inactive, I decided to come back.

I'm a bit rusty in writing, so please ignore any possible mistakes. Kisses babes <3

©mahgyu | I do not allow adaptations, translations, or copies of my work.

[iamespecter]

Ah yes, the one guy I like vs the five other femme fatales

I did the thing that I saw one other mutual do!!! honestly, it was VERY hard to pick for most of these (save for Caine and Glamrock Chica) because I ADORE a LOT of characters. And doing this honestly makes me realize just how much I gravitate towards characters that are doomed by the narrative or their scriptwriters one way or another

My current favorite is Caine because it's pretty much self-explanatory, he is my current blorbo. My scrunkly. My precious lil scrunkler guy

Chica is my comfort character. She literally raised me alongside Freddy Fazbear when I was going through one of the toughest moments of my life, living with my abusive dad (and yes the chicken and the bear are so married to me and me only)

Master Tigress save me you were taken from me by the fourth film and I will NEVER live that down

Where do I even start with Six from Little Nightmares. By god, this poor yellow raincoat wearing child of mine. I both love and hate just how hopeless her story is. People say that the ending of the first game ends with her escaping via a boat, but I really don't think so. I think she's stuck at the Maw because I keep saying it, THE BOAT DROPPING THE GUESTS LEFT. THERE IS NO "OTHER BOAT". IT JUST DOESN'T MAKE SENSE. (before this becomes a ramble, I'm gonna stop it right there.)

I'm VERY guilty of liking Lucy Wilde from Despicable me because I hate the franchise (the first film was good), but by god, IS SHE THE FUNNIEST SHIT. To me, she literally carries the films she's in, she inspired one of my main OCs' humor and even appearance. I don't care about Gru, or the villains, or the girls, just give me more Lucy.

GLAMROCK CHICA MY BELOVED I AM GOING DOWN ON MY KNEES RN PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE MARRY ME I'M PUTTING ALL OF MY POINTS IN THE RIZZ STATS PLEASE JUST ONE CHANCE BABYGIRL OINE CHANCE GIVE ME ONE CHANCE (I am Glamrock Chica's #1 fan and I will always be angry at Scott for what he's doing to her and her variants)

sigh,,,, what I ever did to like such characters that I know will end up crushing my heart one way or another, I don't know but I do know that at the very least, I have the power to diverge from canon as an artist

[pearlywritings]

Jing Yuan nsfw alphabet

tw: female reader, established relationship (marriage), unprotected sex, shibari, mentions of semi-public sex

word count: 4.7k+ words

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

I know that Jing Yuan seems like a man who’d immediately gather you in his arms and go straight to sleep - he was named the ‘Dozing General’ for a reason after all. This is only half true. Yes, he’d pull you close and lie there for a little bit to even out your breaths and softly talk you through your high. Gently running his knuckles up and down your back or shoulder, he’d gaze at you with half-lidded eyes and ask if you’d like something extra to your aftercare routine. And man does stick to the routine (except for the times he is beyond exhausted): right away or after some cuddling he’d get out of the bed, rolling his shoulders and letting his spines pop a couple of times - at this point in your married life you think he does it on purpose to shake you out of your bliss and focus on reality (his body). Then, after you drink some water, if there is little mess he’d let you stay sprawled on the mattress as he goes to fetch a damp cloth to clean you both. If there is more to take care of, he’d happily bring you to shower, all the while changing the sheets and then joining you. Taking a bath is not an option - there has been more than one occasion when he fell asleep right there and you had a very hard time waking him up.

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

The General is in love with the soft parts of your body - anything he can squeeze elicits a soft purr out of him. If he could, he’d spend hours with his cheek resting on your tummy while you run your fingers through the untied white locks. He loves the small spoon position, because it gives him the opportunity to bury his face into your chest, rubbing his nose against the valley between your breasts, not to mention gently mouthing at your mounds. And your thighs? If you suffocated him, the general would gladly surrender.

Jing Yuan can be objective when it comes to his own body - he is an old, wise and observant man, he knows he’s got good looks and a well-built body. But if he had to choose, he’d probably name the part you pay more attention to as you like it.

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

Generally doesn’t like to leave too much mess - the less to clean the faster you two will tangle in the fresh bedding to cuddle after sex. 

However, he is a healthy and busy man, which means he sometimes goes without proper release for a long time - thus he cums a lot. He is thankful when you let him cum inside - having been married for what feels like eternity, you’ve long since dropped the condoms, so watching his semen escape your hole in thick globes is a pleasantly normal occurrence. He lets out a breathy chuckle if you swallow his load. And he truly doesn’t mind if while riding him you get off at the last second and he releases on his stomach. He might give you a stinky eye though if you decide to smear it.

When it comes to you though  - soak his face as he eats you out, he’ll drink up every last drop. Make his pelvis wet - he’d love to hear the squelching sound as he thrusts in and out.

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

Sometimes, when Jing Yuan is bored out of his mind during someone’s meaningless speech at the strategic meeting, he tunes out the words that leave the speaker’s mouth and lets his thoughts wander. And the fantasies get wild. He loves the fantasy of you storming into the meeting room, marching right to where he sits - at the head of the table, - take his hand and proclaim to everyone in the room that you take the General back home because you are horny. Oh, yes the shocked looks on their faces would’ve been absolutely priceless. Or imagine the stacks of paperwork back in his office, piled on the table, and how you ruin them with his cum escaping from your gaping pussy. And also simply indulging in memories of your most recent intimate moments - for example, the last one started with you giving him a back massage which quickly turned into a full body one…

He doesn’t let you in on his little secret mainly because you are going to scold him for slacking off on his duty. Sometimes a clueless wife - a happy wife, and if his wife is happy - the man is happy too (and is not neglected your affection and attention).

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

Prior to courting you he had some experience and he thinks of it as a useful tool - after all he knew how to make you feel good. But walking further down the road hand in hand, he got to experience so much more and gain more valuable knowledge - his own and yours preferences, ‘yes’s and ‘no’s and limits. 

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

Any position where you are on top - face-sitting ones, cowgirl, merger, etc. Sure, it can be assumed that it’s because he is lazy, but that is not true. Actually, when he is the one above you, it’s hard to take time and properly appreciate the view of you - he has to focus on other things in the process of pleasing you. But once he is looking up at you from beneath - it gives him all the most beautiful angles. How your pussy swallows the girth of his cock, clit swollen and needy, how your thighs and stomach muscles flex (if you are the one doing all the lifting), how your pretty breasts bounce in the rhythm of the thrusts and how your face wears the most heart-clenching expressions - lip caught between your teeth and eyes looking down at him in an almost lovesick manner.

Jing Yuan also loves any lying sideways position that allows cuddling with either cockwarming or leisurely and sensual rocking - for slower moments.

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

He often lets out throaty chuckles, but it doesn’t mean he jokes around. Between goofy and serious he is more leisurely focused. He is not a lover who is particular about the things he does, but he is attentive to what you want and need in the moment and accommodates with a dose of his signature teasing.

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

Has a thick happy trail that he maintains clean and regularly trimmed. He finds it funny and you - adorable, when you look about to salivate at the image of him walking with only pants on and waistband lowered from its needed position. He’d shown his concern in the past when you tried to ride his pelvis for the first time, worrying that your delicate petals would be itchy. But the concern was quickly thrown out of the window and never picked up again after you keened and moaned and praised how soft his happy trail was and what amazing sensation it added to the general stimulation.

You are truly a wonder to him and he’d gladly grind his pelvis into yours to see that rolled-eyed expression on your lovely face.

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

As his significant other you are bound to never feel unloved, not even for a second. No matter how busy he is when you locate him, Jing Yuan will always make time and find a way to show you how deeply his devotion to you runs.

Same attitude absolutely transfers to the bedroom. Just one soft gaze of those eyes of molten gold, and you yourself melt into a puddle. Before meeting your now husband, even in your wildest dreams you couldn’t imagine that one single look can speak so much, and, oh Lan, you've listened to the whole poems dedicated to you - while making love Jing Yuan’s gaze rarely strays from you.

His bland voice embraces your very being along his strong arms that wrap around your body in a passionate moment of unity. He’ll whisper all the right words into your lips, masterfully mixing praise and teasing remarks while his wide, calloused palms reverently stroke your skin. And though sometimes he can be rough - in places where he left a mark, he’ll press twice as many kisses and rub some healing ointment to reduce the ache.

And when he’s spent and spread on the mattress afterwards - his hand will always find yours and his mouth will shape into loving words once more, before he departs to the dreamland.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

Is not a fan of it. He’s so used to the constant in his life, that is you, that he’d rather be patient until he can have proper sex than beat his own meat. But there are two things which, as a tease, he adores. One is mutual masturbation - there is a thrill in touching himself as you are doing the same to yourself - it’s an interesting game of who’ll yield first and beg or pounce on their partner. Two is you being the one jacking him off. Sitting prettily on your knees between his legs or in his lap with a hand wrapped around the base of his cock… This sly man always makes it so you are the one to whine for him despite him being the one tortured.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

Hair pulling. He likes it done both to himself and to you, but probably more to himself. The moment your fingers bury in the luscious locks and fist close to the roots, he is ready to move his head in almost any direction you desire. Want him to throw it back so you could litter his neck with love bites? Sure, beautiful, but not without some teasing remarks: “want to mark me so badly, huh? Go ahead then, my lioness”. Push his face into your pussy? Mhm, make him gasp for breath, love, and don’t forget to flex your thighs around his head. Tag him away from your chest because it’s too much for your poor nipples already? Too bad, pretty lady, this one he is ready to fight for. But if you tag him to kiss on the mouth, he’ll twist his own hand in your hair to smash your lips harder.

On a non-sexual note, Jing Yuan loves when you play with his hair, and especially keens on when you take care of this thick mane - be it washing, brushing or braiding, he’ll gladly take anything.

Formal wear. It’s not in its usual sense. Let me explain. He enjoys the difference “one partner wears formal attire, the other - home clothes”. And for him it works both ways. He comes home after the excruciatingly long day, immediately locates you and, without shedding his work uniform (except for boots of course), he clings to your comfy, probably barely dressed form and sometimes initiates love-making. Oh how annoying it was the first couple dozen times figuring out how his uniform should be undone (semi-clothed sex!).

And, Aeons, how can it not be considered hot, when you walk to him with either your work clothes still on or just a formal traditional Xianzhou dress you had to put on for some event. And he is sitting there in just his silk pants and open silk shirt. His lap is all yours, let him just tag the waistband down a little and help you hike your skirt.

Bondage/Shibari. Jing Yuan sometimes indulges in arts and loves taking his time with things. What can better combine the two in the bedroom than Shibari? He is always slow and careful, movements calculated and created patterns precise. He starts with a soft kiss to your lips and thanks you for entrusting your body into his care as his fingers wrap a rope around your chest. He tests the knots ever so often to make sure you are not uncomfortable. He doesn’t forget to remind you how ethereal you are and what lucky man he is to have such a lovely wife. He rarely fucks you while at it, but rather enjoys the view, taunting you by running just the fingertips over your flushed skin and hooking his fingers under the binds. Your scorching gaze and laboured breaths are his reward.

He especially loves when you research new patterns together and would love to teach you how to do it on him, if you don’t possess such a skill yet.

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

Your bed will always be his number one place to make love to you (and have rough fucking too). Aside from that, any location in your residence works for him perfectly. His favorite ones include: bathroom (usually in the shower, or on the sink’s counter), his beloved garden (oh how he loves watching your red hot cheeks and bitten lips, as you try to keep your sounds in check while bouncing on his lap on one of the stone benches), and living room (it has the softest carpets and a big sofa with a couple of love seats, but this exact location requires extra preparations: banning Mimi from getting inside several days prior the planned sexcapade and bringing all the carpets and furniture covers to be cleaned).

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

Peace and comfort. That’s it, it’s just this simple. When he sees you doing anything within your residence - be it cooking, or gardening, or playing with Mimi or a million other relatively calm things, Jing Yuan naturally gravitates towards you. He wants to embrace you from behind, he wants to kiss your hands or neck, wants to drag you in his lap and bury his face between your breasts. And when you don’t immediately pay attention to him and insist on finishing the task first? It turns into a challenge for him, a heated game of consuming your focus fully. And if it involves sucking marks into your skin and rolling his crotch into you? He’d be happy to do just so.

Also watching you blissed out and cozy in your shared bed right after your wake up? 8 out of 10 chances his hand or the man himself will climb under the blanket and between your plush thighs.

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

Jing Yuan doesn’t mind occasional slapping - both on himself and you, as well as scratching and biting. But he won’t do anything vital - beating, cutting is a huge no. He’s seen too much blood and wounds in his life - he’d never want to mar your skin with those.

Is a non-sharer. Actually, when you both were in that stage of your relationship where you experimented and tried out different kinks and stuff, the discussion on the topic of a threesome eventually happened too. Back when Jing Yuan honestly admitted that personally he didn't have that much trust in another person to let them into your shared bed (he still doesn’t), but, if you two had met when he had been much younger and you had ended up to be on amazing terms with his mates from the High-Cloud Quintet, he could picture it. He just knows that his friends would’ve loved you as much as he does, and, as a result, taken great care of you.

Isn’t a fan of being called ‘daddy’, even more so if you two have discussed starting a family or already have children. It feels weird to the man - the concept of being called such a term while balls deep in you, when there is your little one, who calls him the very same word. So he’d rather not; BUT if you really want to address him as someone in the position of power, he can enjoy ‘Sir’ or ‘General’, or even ‘Master’.

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

Eating you out is what guarantees the General’s high spirits for the day. Knowing that he’s brought bliss to his wife with his tongue and fingers first thing in the morning is like a badge of honor. He especially enjoys when you ride his face - his wet muscle settled between your slick walls, nose rubbing against the clit and hands abandoning their grip on your hips, letting you use him like a fucking chair, just so he could pay equal attention to your bouncing breasts.

Don’t be fooled however - Jing Yuan is still the man of high position and great power and he knows this implication gets your panties soaked. He quite enjoys the view of you on your knees before him, lips parted and eagerly accepting the tip of his cock. He loves how you thickly swallow when his grip on the girth tightens at the contact of your tongue with his slit. Your husband never really fucks your face, - unless you ask for it, - no, he is a tease and slides his cock in and out of your mouth taking his time.

Giving him a blowjob in the morning however? Congratulations, you’ve just added an additional hour or two to his sleep, and you are now his teddy bear. So better save it for the days-off.

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

Depends on the mood, but if it was Jing Yuan’s turn to set the pace for the night - he’d choose slow and sensual. He likes taking his time unraveling you, playing every single chord of your being, savoring the moment. He wants to hear you beg for more, when he’s touched and kissed you in all the nice places, but not quite where you need him. He yearns for the flattering of your warm walls when he drags his cock in and out in an almost languid manner - yet still hitting all the right spots.

But he isn’t against fucking you unapologetically fast too. Legs thrown over his shoulders, or tightly wrapped around his waist, or knees buckling under you as he effortlessly delivers one wild thrust after another. Your husband loves when it makes you claw at his shoulders and arms - feels like he’s won another battle and the prize was your pleasure.

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

Rushed sex is always a gamble, which you two tend not to take. You see, it’s always hard to guess the outcome of such activity - either it’ll energize your husband enough to get back to work and perform outstanding productivity, or on the contrary it will drain the last bits of strength stored for the day and reduce him to a daydreaming lazy lion. After that one time decades ago when Fu Xuan caught on to what was happening prior to her meeting with the general and then talked both his and your ears off - you do not risk with quick fucks.

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

You had enough time to experiment, so it’s hard to answer this question right off the top of your head. But when it comes to the risk - yes, there is one thing. Jing Yuan is very proud of the residence garden - his garden, that he worked hard on to make it look as nice as it is right now. It’s his place of peace, where he spends the little spare time he has. Oh, but it’s a wonderful experience, when you decide to join him, in nothing but a long silky robe, which is mmm so quick to fall apart by a single tag on its belt, and you are just as fast to end up straddling your husband’s thighs. The risk is - keeping quiet since the outside of the residence outer walls are guarded by the Cloud Knights.

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

Give this man a week to sleep and rest and he might as well fuck you for another (but that’s just cheap novels’ speculations, which you sometimes buy as a joke to retell your husband later so you could laugh together).

The reality is - sometimes just one round for him is enough to blow off steam, get that sweet loving from you and become pleasantly tired. However his need to express the love and devotion after days and nights buried in paperwork without properly seeing you, drives him to make love to you for two or three rounds at a time. And if he has enough strength for just one round this evening? You can expect morning sex.

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

You tried many in your journey to find out what you both liked in the bedroom and whether the toys should be a part of it. Nowadays you own some - mostly things involved in restriction, because Jing Yuan loves practicing it and because is a merciful man, and occasionally he throws all his strategies and tactics aside to let you be the one seducing him into your bed and handling him the way you desire, not leaving him a chance to object.

But mostly, over the years your husband came to an agreement with himself that he likes things ‘naturally’. So, he’d rather have his tongue swirling around your clit than a vibrator pressed to it, and have your fingers or mouth wrapped around his cock rather than a fleshlight.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

He is a tease with a capital popping ‘T’. Ever the observer he adores all kinds of reactions he can taunt out of you - be it the pout when he takes too long to finger you, or you whining and begging when he is fucking you so good only to take his thumb off of your clit and still his hips with just a tip inside. Or his favorite - you scolding him with an unamused expression when he distracts you from some task and presses to you from behind, getting his hands under your clothes, either to appreciatively run his palms over your hips or gently squeeze the softness of your breasts, only to leave you yearning and cheeks hot and red as he walks away with a playful smile.

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

Jing Yuan groans. With the deep and rich timbre his voice possesses it couldn’t be any other way - and he knows that it turns you on. Yes, when he speaks, the tone may sound higher and lighter, especially when he is amused or is about to chuckle - which he also does sometimes during love making. He just can’t help it when you give him a particular reaction or bite verbally at him in the fight for dominance. 

He also heavily pants, breathing your name in an almost reverent whisper. Very rarely moans - it’s a rare treat you have to work extra hard for - but the satisfaction of seeing him surprised by the uncharacteristic sounds he produces is beyond explanation.

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

“Shh, beloved… I know it’s uncomfortable, but it’ll get better soon, I promise.”

You let out a quiet whine, leaning more into your husband’s chest - the naked skin of your back meets his, and Jing Yuan carefully helps you settle more comfortably against him on your bed - with a firm grip on your hip and waist. When a moment later he busies himself with removing the lid off a cool jar of cream, you lift your hand to check on the jade pin holding your hair up and accidentally brush against your breast. It provokes another whimper, which your husband is quick to try and sooth with a soft kiss to your shoulder.

“Why must’ve I been cursed with sore breasts for my ovulation,” you complain with a drop of your head in the crook of his neck. There is a gentle pat on your elbow and one more kiss, now pressed to the forehead, - the actions your man practiced to perfection over the decades,

“Still think that the Aeons probably thought you were too perfect for this world,” Jing Yuan smiles when you huff. Putting both your hands onto his spread thighs, arms as far from your chest as possible, you try to relax into your lover’s body, closing your eyes just for good measure.

“Well, I don’t know, they could’ve given me mood swings instead. So I’d wanted to bite the heads off of anyone who pissed me off. I would’ve been more terrifying then.”

The man behind you hums, dipping two fingers into the cream. Then he smears a good portion over the palm of another hand and quickly rubs the two together.

“You can bite my head off if it becomes too much,” he chuckles, hovering both hands over your mounds, not yet touching, giving you a moment to prepare.

“But if I do, who will massage my poor girls every month?” A light pout doesn’t escape him when you nod, urging him to proceed. “Besides, I’ll be a bad guy if I deprive you of the opportunity to touch them.”

“Oh, how considerate, I am honored, my lioness,” and with that said his palms softly cup your breasts.

You wince, but will yourself to stay still. The coolness of the cream and the support Jing Yuan’s hands immediately provided for your chest’s weight will soon do wonders on the soreness.

Strong, calloused fingers kneed your sensitive flesh with utmost care, rubbing the relief ointment into the skin, being careful to avoid the nipples. Praising murmurs, that occasionally alternate with the temple and cheek kisses, caress your ears in a calming manner, helping to even out your breath. Your body soon starts to turn into a jelly, going limp on top of his, and Jing Yuan swiftly stops the massage to scoop some more cream.

“How do you feel, my dear?” 

“Hmm…” Your palms leave his legs and rise up; fingertips tentatively poke the supple flesh, testing the sensation. 

“You know,” you hum after a couple of seconds of prodding, “actually it feels so much better already! This new prescription is quite effective I must say. It seems one more round and I’ll be able to put on clothes without irritation!”

“I’m relieved to hear that,” his hands return, playfully swatting yours away, and cupping your breasts again, to rub a new portion of ointment. “However, I’m not going to lie - I’d love to see you topless for a little bit longer.”

“Of course you would,” you roll your eyes, but nevertheless grin. “Okay, I can do that for my very helpful and caring husband. Will you finger me once you finish ogling my tits though?”

"Yes."

And he smooches you on the cheek.

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

The General’s whole body looks like it was carved from jade, so it’s not surprising that his cock is as heavenly pretty as the man himself. It’s big, mouth-wateringly thick in the middle and has a nice weight when resting on your palm or tongue. You can feel every blue vein on its length which becomes quite convenient when he is deep inside your pussy and moving. Has taut balls and a helmet-shaped tip (how ironic for a general). Is around 6,5 inches long, and he is not a grower - he is a shower.

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

Jing Yuan is not a young man anymore (even if he doesn’t physically look like an old man). Thus his sex drive is not that high nowadays. However, if yours still is, he has no problem with keeping up with you - your excitement sparks his own, which blooms deep in his chest and spreads throughout his whole body. Plus if he needs to rest after a couple rounds of fucking - you are always welcome to ride his face or thigh.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

As it was mentioned in the aftercare part, he usually holds off until you both are clean and taken care of. When you settle in bed for the night at last however, he buries his face in your chest/neck/hair and immediately falls asleep in the comfort of your body pressed close to his.

[sh4rkkks]

NSFW ALPHABET ⁂ - simon ‘ghost’ riley

i’m back!!! so sorry for such a long break but i hope you enjoy this little treat 🫶

not my template!!!

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

believe it or not, this man is very awkward in bed. despite his outward appearance of feigned confidence, he’s a complete mess after he’s fucked you stupid. he tries his best when it’s more than a casual fuck, grabbing a warm washcloth to clean you up. if he feels comfortable, best believe he’s crushing you beneath his weight while basking in your warmth as he lazily kisses your neck.

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

simon’s- he’s a self conscious idiot abut his body despite being built to the nines, a soft plush layer of fat covering his muscle that makes him all the more desirable. he’s very proud of his biceps though. wrapping the strong muscle around your head as he fucks you stupid makes him feel desired in the bed way possible. seeing the scratches you left after clawing at his arm the night before makes him all the more likely to put you in a headlock later that night.

yours- this man loves everything about you. whether you’re on the more plush side, or have slimmer curves, he’s a sucker for you. i will say however, that thighs really do it for him. the feeling of the warm muscle wrapped around his head as he devours your cunt, or how he can squeeze them as you’re riding him, oh boy.

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

this man has a breeding kink and you CANNOT tell me otherwise. the sight of his cum leaking from your pussy as you whine and squirm beneath him gets the blood rushing straight to his cock again. he also loves to cum on your plush tummy, watching as it rolls down your waist and onto the bedsheets…

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

loves dry humping. the idea of him getting home from deployment and being so needy he can’t even get his clothes off? he’s just rutting at your pussy through your thin panties, groans leaving his lips as he grabs at your soft skin and curves.

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

he never had much experience with anything besides a quick one and done before meeting you. but after one night in bed with you he’s practically got a pen and paper to wright down what gets you going. he’s an extremely quick learner, hitting the right spots pretty much on the first try after he’s got you in his bed, relishing in the praises leaving your lips as he asks you how it feels.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

missionary- basic i know..but this man is anything but. he loves to have control in the bedroom, making sure he can see each reaction he can pull from your face as he pounds into you. palms at any flesh he can get his hands on, eventually collapsing on top of you and just absolutely rutting his hips into you for his release.

against the wall- having you pressed flush against the wall as he fucks you is the fantasy that runs through his mind constantly. your back pressed against his chest as he holds you firm to his skin. if he’s fingering you it’s even better, holding you up as your knees begin to buckle under the pure ecstasy that this man is making you feel…

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

i wouldn’t say he’s stone faced during sex. he most likely will crack a shitty joke if he’s not pent up. he’s weirdly smiley during sex, not in a creepy way, but he just can’t believe that you’re actually his—actually willing to give him the pleasure of your warm cunt.

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

i am a strong believer in blonde ghost, so i will say that the carpets do in fact match the drapes. he’s not one for one night stands, needing a lot of the comfort and security that a proper relationship holds. that being said, i think that he trims from time to time, making sure that everything is cleaned up (major neat freak).

however, his partner? truly doesn’t give a fuck. there’s men who want a bush, men who don’t, but ghost really couldn’t care less. whatever you’re happy with, he’ll worship your body all the same.

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

like i said before, i think that he craves the intimacy that comes from sex. none of the hate fucking bullshit or having threesomes like some people say (NOT DISPUTING THE HEAD CANONS OF OTHERS) he’s such a broken soul, someone who needs the feeling of intimacy to cope for trauma and the lost feelings of navigating sex.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

as we all know, he’s in the military. i would say his sex drive is average, so unless he’s seriously missing you, then he rarely jacks off. he’s also in the middle of a war field so he hasn’t got much time to even think about getting himself off.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

goes absolutely feral for any type of matching set. this man will be slobbering all over the intricate designs of the matching bra and panties as he tries to ‘contain’ himself. he’s thanking you constantly while he fucks you, your panties wrapped around his wrist like a bracelet that he can’t seem to part with.

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

if he were to pick any ideal place, the bedroom. basic i know, but this man is so possessive. he can’t so much as bare the thought of someone else seeing you during the euphoric intimacy. he likes feeling safe in the comfort of your bed or his, knowing it’s a secure place letting his mind ease.

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

this man is like a teenager, literally anything will get him going. freshly out of the shower, shaved and dressed in a skimpy set? he’s ready to go. lounging in a pair of sweats and a t-shirt, not brushed your hair that day, a face mask on, and brushing the crumbs off your shirt as you sit on the couch? his hands are on you in an instant.

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

BDSM. he’s really not into any sort of pain during sex. whether that be you or him, his last thought is to try and cause pain during the special moment. considering his past and trauma he’s sensitive to that sort of stuff, never wanting to inflict discomfort upon you. of course, he wouldn’t mind leaving hickeys and bruises from gripping your hips, and your nails scratching down his back makes him feel weirdly comforted.

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

munch. that’s my only word. he’ll get himself off between your thighs, grabbing at the flesh of your ass as he has your legs resting on his shoulders, his hips are rutting at the bed below him. he’s so desperate the bring you any sort of pleasure that he often just gets lost between your legs, unable to pull away when you tug at his hair, whining about overstimulation.

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

a bit of both. he’s big into the intimacy aspect, but as i stated before about dry humping, he’s sometimes so desperate that he can’t be bothered to go slow. coming back from a month long deployment? he’s got your panties off the second he walks through the door, bringing you down to the carpeted floor as he jackhammers into you.

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

prefers to have his time with you, get you all stretched out before you take his cock. but he’s literally just a horndog there for your pleasure, so if you need a quickie, your wish is his command.

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

he’s pretty vanilla when it comes to sex, not that he’s not an absolute beast in bed, he just doesn’t tend to have any reason to experiment if you’re satisfied. he’s willing to try whatever you want, putting aside insecurities for your benefit and happiness.

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

military man. give him a few minutes and he’s ready to go as many times as you need.

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

he doesn’t own toys, prefers your cunt. if you have toys though, best believe he’s teasing and ruthless about them. pressing a vibrator against your clit as he coos about how ‘my cock no’ good enough, lovie?”

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

another kinky bit…but i feel like simon loves to be teased. he’s a pretty usual dom, but when you take control…he’s a goner. teasing you? huge on that. loves pumping his fingers in and out as he denies your orgasm from you, a wicked grin on his face.

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

wouldn’t say he’s one to moan or anything, but the sounds you do manage to pull are just as good. he’s grunting with every thrust into your warmth, swearing under his breath as his muscles tense. when he’s close it gets much louder, groans slipping from his lips as his head dips between his shoulders, breathing ragged.

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

likes watching you change. not even in a sexual way (sometimes). he just admires the domestic feel of you getting ready in the mornings or for bed. watching as you strip naked without a care in the world, not shy to show your body to the man who worships the ground you walk on, sends his head into a mess.

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

i’d say about 6’5 inches, a couple veins, and heavy between his legs. you’d definitely need some extra massages between your thighs after the fact.

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

he’s got a relative sex drive considering his job and everything. however, as i stated before his on switch is the easiest thing to turn on, so i’d say about 2 times a day, maybe 1 depending on how you’re feeling.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

no one can convince me that this man isn’t a major insomniac, constantly staring at the ceiling as he listens to your soft breaths in the quiet night. he falls asleep much easier next to you, so id say he’s knocked out about an hour after you.

[moonydustx]

Silent treatment

info: pretty self-explanatory I think. Law and reader have a pre-established relationship. I believe I'll soon post a version of Zoro too (it was supposed to be today, but I don't really believe in my ability to review more than one content per day)

pairing: Law x reader

Crossing my fingers and promising to stop writing only about Law

It was nothing new, far from it.

When you started living with Law years ago, you knew that he could occasionally be a little cold. Of course, within the crew itself, during the many days and nights spent underwater, he became a more communicative and accessible person - but sometimes not. That didn't bother you, not at all. At least not until the relationship between subordinate and captain turned into a relationship between two lovers.

He wasn't the clingiest person in the world, and neither were you, but he was still present. Stolen touches during the day, you leaning against his body while you drank with others. All of this was almost trivial to those who saw it and for you, everything was fine. The relationship between the two of you was constantly improving, except for one small fact: communication.

Now, the periods when Law was absent seemed to bother you even more than before and even with some indirect messages from you, he didn't seem to understand (or at least didn't care).

"Law, did you see that book I lent you?" You entered his small office. The brunette was buried in his own notes, lost enough in them to not look in your direction.

"I don't remember, love. Maybe on the bedside table?" He mumbled, distracted.

"No." You limited yourself to answering, hoping that maybe he would give you more hints. "Law!?"

"Hm?"

"Forget it."

You tried not to sound angry. That wasn't even the best word to describe your situation, maybe frustrated would work better.

When you returned to your room, you began to list the pros and cons of all this. Of course, the list of pros was immensely longer when it came to Law, but these lapses of attention still bothered you. An unhealthy idea crossed your mind.

First, you rethought everything you did and excluded part of the things you shared - lunch hours together, possible visits to him during the afternoon and anything else that could make you give in. Now all you had to do was avoid opening your mouth when you were in the same room and wait to see if you would succeed.

The first thing Law noticed was your disappearance. Okay, you were definitely mad that he had lost one of your books, and you were absolutely right. Maybe the fact that you hadn't gone to visit him was because you had found the book and were immersed in reading it.

The second thing was your absence during dinner, and that set off a red alert in his mind. Your absence wasn't physical, which only made the man's situation worse. Before he sat down at the table, your voice echoed about some subject he couldn't quite make out. All he had to do was show up and for the rest of the hour he stayed there, he only heard the sound of the cutlery against your plate.

The third thing was your absence from his bed. Okay, you didn't sleep together every night, but at least you took a few minutes for yourselves before going to sleep, even if it was just to cuddle for a bit. Tired of turning over in bed, dazed by the discomfort, he hurriedly walked to the door of your shared room with the only other female companion, who was the one who answered him.

"Hello, captain!" Ikkaku's mood was suspicious to him, but Law could wait to understand that later. "I think the one you're looking for is a little busy." She opened the door a crack, revealing your sleeping figure.

"Has she been here for a while?"

"Yes, sir. What happened, trouble in paradise?"

"Nothing much." He tried to avoid the subject with a weak smile. "Have a good night."

From then on, it was six days. Six days of pure torture for the captain of the heart pirates. You had entered radio silence mode. Every "good morning" or "can we talk?" was ignored. Law even tried to bring up one of your favorite singers and saw you remain silent. He couldn't understand why. He was going to go crazy, that was the only certainty he had at that moment.

The seventh day was the limit. Dark circles were forming on his face - and he could clearly see them on your face. His mood was unbearable, in addition to the atmosphere between everyone when you were present. Everyone already knew that there was indeed trouble in paradise.

You and Ikkaku were packing up the clean clothes that had arrived when you didn't notice him signaling to your partner to leave you alone.

"I think these clothes are enough for me to take. What do you think?" Your shock was evident when you saw your boyfriend there. Instead of answering, you turned your back and went back to rummaging through a small bag, putting the folded clothes in it.

"Hey, what are you doing?" Law's defeated tone of voice broke your heart, but you still tried to resist a little. "You're not leaving, are you? I know I messed up by losing your things, but please, please let's talk."

"That's the problem, Law." Even though your tone wasn't the most gentle of all, the man was washed with relief upon hearing your voice. "You don't

talk to me, don't pay attention to me."

"What do you mean?"

"You know that book I asked for? You didn't even look at my face to answer and then I found it there, on your desk. The other day you didn't hear me repeat the same thing more than three times." You blurted out, seeing that his gaze wasn't just on you but was going towards the bag on your bed.

"And you're leaving me because of this?"

And there was the sound he loved, even if the reason wasn't clear to him yet. With a light laugh you approached him and didn't hesitate to touch his face, turning his attentive gaze in your direction.

"Yes, I was upset about the situation, yes, I purposely gave you the silent treatment, but no, I would never leave you for something so trivial."

His eyes closed along with a relieved sigh that escaped his lips. Understanding that your closeness was an authorization, he intertwined his arms around your waist, ending any distance the two of you had.

"Can you forgive me? Sometimes I can't help but get lost in my own tasks and you've always been my lifeline, pulling me out of it." He explained, letting his fingers glide over your skin. "I think I took you for granted and I promise not to do that anymore. And if I do, please let me know, hit me, dunk me in seawater. Just please don't walk away from me, don't go without talking to me."

"I promise and I'm sorry for acting like this."

His lips captured yours quickly. Almost as a way of sealing the little promise between the two of you. However, you saw his eyes drift towards the suitcases.

"Promise you're not leaving me?"

"Oh babe." You laughed once more at his desolate expression. "These are some clothes I want to donate. Some of them don't fit me anymore, I really need some new things too, so I decided to clear the space."

"So that's it. You go, get rid of these clothes and then we'll go buy everything you need. And I want to hear everything you've done this week."

[rafesbbdoll]

nsfw alphabet . rafe cameron

warnings . mdni (content you choose to consume is out of my hands after this warning), public sex, panty stealing, male masturbation, cunnilingus, sensory deprivation, anything else lmk!

wc . 1.3k

masterlist

a - aftercare what are they like after sex?

right after, rafe would coax you into getting up to use the restroom no matter how tired either of you are. he draws you a warm bath, making sure you're comfortable once you get in. he's so tentative to your needs, talking to your gently, soft touches, words of affirmation. after the bath, he'd make sure you eat something, even if it's small, as well as making sure you drink some water. he would softly talk to you until you feel asleep in his arms.

b - body part favorite body part of theirs and yours

rafe loves his biceps. in almost all the pictures he takes of himself, he's always flexing his arm. knowing only a couple of years ago, he was a twig, now he's all bulked up and he makes sure that people know. rafe loves your tits, both sexually and emotionally. when ever rafe comes home from a stressful day with his dad or a deal with barry, your tits are always the cure. he'll use them as stress balls while telling you about his day. sexually, he'll cherish them like they're gold. he'd leave so many marks, biting and sucking on your nipples, one in the mouth and one in his other hand.

c - cum anything to do with cum

rafe loves to cum on your tits or your ass. he just thinks is so aesthetically pleasing to look at the aftermath. he thinks you look even more beautiful with his mark on you, and you indeed love it. rafe rarely cums in your mouth, but when he does, god is that man a whimperer.

d - dirty secret self explanatory

rafe steals your panties to jerk off with them. he thinks it's so explicit yet so adrenaline pumping. when he's jerking off, he'll wrap the undergarments around his dick, watching the pretty fabric move up and down with his hand. he cums quicker with them wrapped around instead of doing it with nothing. even a flashlight doesn't get him that close. that's just what you do to him!

e - experience how experienced are they?

not even trying to sound funny, but rafe has definitely been in the streets before you two met. he knows the different positions, different methods, literally anything. he knows how to get you going without even touching you, so let's just say he's got it handled.

f - favorite position self explanatory

cowgirl for sure. rafe loves it when you're on top of him. as i said before, rafe is a tits guy so when he has a full view of them, this man is losing his mind. he's holding you by your waist as you bounce up and down on him, making him throw his head back in awe. if you get to tired, he'd bring you down, planting his feet on the bed to thrust his hips up into you.

g - goofy are they more serious or silly in the moment?

i'd say rafe is more serious. he just wants to make sure you're comfortable and feeling safe with him. he's paying attention to your every sound and movement, making sure you're okay.

h - hair how groomed are they?

lowkey, i think he'd be bare. once in a while he'd let it grow out. i think he only gets rid of it when it becomes almost a sensory issue for him???

i - intimacy how intimate are they?

so intimate oh my goodness. he's always making sure that you're okay, keeping you close, whispering i love yous into your ear.

j - jack off how often do they masturbate?

he only does it when you're out of town for a business trip, which is valid because you do the same. sometimes he just gets sexually frustrated when you're not there so he has to relieve himself. he doesn't do it as much as he use to, only when he needs.

k - kink favorite kink?

rafe loves self deprivation, with consent of course. he just loves blind folding and tying you up. he knows that your pleasure is heightened when your touch and vision is gone, making him feel like he's in complete control. he would never do anything to hurt you in any like, especially when you're blind folded.

l - location favorite place to do it?

definitely the bedroom. it's private, comfortable, and easy to manage. he doesn't mind going elsewhere, but being in the bed is most preferred.

m - motivation what gets them turned on?

your hand on his thigh never fails to make him hard. and it could be the most innocent touch. say you're talking to your friend, and your hand rested on his thigh as you explained a topic of interest. his dick immediately springs up. of course he's embarrassed, but he can't help it!

n - no what they wouldn't do

he would never do anything to hurt you. he's not into choking, slapping (on your ass sometimes but not a lot). he's seen a lot of shit and it just weirds him out.

o - oral giver or receiver?

i'd say giver. just the way he treated sofia in season 4, it's kinda self explanatory. he loves it when you feel good, especially when it's from his doings. he would literally eat you out like he hasn't eaten in days. he craved your taste, you smell, fucking everything.

p - pace how fast or slow are they?

i feel like it can vary on the day with him. if he's stressed or pissed, fast. if he's feeling soft and tired, slow. he likes to take his time, but he also likes to get the release he needs.

q - quickie opinions on quickies?

he honestly doesn't mind. if you two are at the mall and you're trying on lingerie, he'd fuck you in the dress rooms first before buying it for you. he does like sex at home, but he doesn't mind a quick solution.

r - risk do they like to take risk?

honestly? yes. this man is a f r e a k. he would literally eat you out at the beach if he could. a few months ago, rafe and yourself ended up fucking on toppers boat while kelce, topper, and a few other kooks were on the deck below. lets just say, topper got left a little surprise.

s - stamina how many rounds can they go?

probably around 3. he'll hold out his orgasms just to make sure you've got the most of it before he finishes.

t - toys do they have any toys?

rafe owns one fleshlight, but doesn't really use it anymore. why would he use it when he had your panties?

u - unfair teasing?

rafe lovessss to tease you, wether it be not touching you or not letting you cum. however, rafe hates getting teased. "it feels like you're about to die from hornyness," rafe adds.

v - volume how loud are they?

he does not shut up. he likes to let you know that he's enjoying it just as much as you are. he's moaning, grunting, whining, you name it. hell even whimper your name when he comes.

w - wild card random head cannon

rafe would make you look at his dick if he sees something that he thinks is wrong. a few days ago, he made you inspect his balls because he thought he had herpes. it was a pimple.

he simply does not okay when it comes to contracting diseases or viruses, wether it's through sex or something else. he doesn't want to risk getting you or himself infected.

x - x-ray how much are they packing?

rafe is big. have you seen him??? pretty pink tip, at least 7 inches, girthy as fuck, and has a slight curve on the top.

y - yearning how high is their sex drive?

it's towards the middle. he loves sex, don't get me wrong, but he does love having quality time too.

z - zzz how fast do they fall asleep?

rafe always makes sure they you're asleep before him, no matter if he's tired or not. once you're asleep, he'd go to sleep shortly after.

thank you for 300 lovelys!

taglist 🩰: @rafestoothbrush @ohgodimgoungtodie @massivepenguinfart

[r0-boat]

Ya know what fuck it NSFW Alphabet with Lycaon bc I just got him and I am in love

NSFW below mdi

Von Lycaon x Gn! reader

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

King of aftercare! Whatever you like, he will more than happily do, then he will check for any marks, and after that, he will give you words and affirmation telling you how well you did and how much he loves you. And he requires a little aftercare himself, holding you close and just having you for a while. He will always ask to keep you.

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

He likes his hands. He takes great care of them they are soft yet strong, the same hands that will delicately clean and make everything perfect and clean, these same hands that make you writhe in pleasure and he likes that you like them.

Is it cheating to say he likes every part of you? If it is then he likes your hands. He likes pressing his hand against yours because it's a clear indication that he is much bigger than you. He likes to hold your hand,kiss the back of your hand... He likes hands.

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

When he wants to cum he will always want to cum inside you. He will even beg to fill you up. He doesn't care if he has to wear a condom or wait for your birth control. He just wants to fill you up.

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

You will never know how much dirty thoughts he actually thinks about you. You'll never know how much fists his cock with his hand when he has a moment of peace to himself.

And you'll never know that he has ruts every early spring where he needs you so bad it hurts but he takes suppressants every time so you never notice because the thought of losing control (to Lycaon who values his self-control and discipline) Makes him angry.

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

He's done it once or twice in his youth. So he's a little inexperienced. But he is a very quick learner, and very perceptive so he will find where all the right places to touch on your body are.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

Doggy ahah. Half joking. He doesn't mind any position however he does prefer missionary because he wants to see you and have access to your body so he can touch you, hold you or kiss you.

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

He does not mind indulging a little bit when you're the one goofing off, petting his tail or touching his ears. but he is as serious as they come. If you get too distracted, he'll be the one to pull you back to what you're supposed to be focused on...

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

Extremely well-groomed, He has a whole hair care fur care and facial care routine.

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

Romance... Now that's what he truly shines, He is as romantic as they come, he sees sex as a very intimate act. And he works hard to set the mood just right for you He wants your eyes to sparkle and light up and he wants his heart to pound hard in his chest when he takes you to the bedroom. A romantic dinner, a night out beneath the stars. This man will think of it all he'll plan different dates for different occasions for different days and holidays.

You don't even want to know what he does for Valentine's Day or anniversaries... With his connections to clients and his high pay he will take you to jaw dropping fancy places. And like the gentleman he is he'll pay for everything.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

He was so busy that he hardly even thinks about it; however since he has you. He's been really struggling. His mind plagued with thoughts about you, and he could feel his pants already straining; he was afraid that you had awakened something inside of him that he thought he had outgrown. What have you done to him?

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

I've said it a few times before so you could already guess that He has some sort of size kink. With a creampie kink, slight breeding, pet play(with you being the pet) and master/servant.

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

The bedroom, he will not do it anywhere else. You can try to convince him to do it at his desk.

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

Wearing something extremely nice, like something as usual clients would wear He will try not to stare. Catching them off guard like a lingerie or discovering that you're wearing nothing underneath your clothing will also turn him on to no end.

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

He will not, under any circumstances hurt you. Whether it be biting or scratching . You are small compared to him so he fears hurting you too much. Even if you wanted he's extremely hesitant out of fear of losing control of his own strength. He will choke you lightly and he'll be rough with you but anything past that. No

He will also never ever fuck you in a bathroom, outside or in a hollow too dirty!!

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

He prefers giving, of course he doesn't mind receiving but, he'd rather be on his knees tasting you, He loves to see you ride and squirm on his time and he loves the taste of you.

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

Fast and rough when he stressed, However usually it's a good pace and sensual taking his time to feel every bit of you, but fast enough to satisfy you.

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

At first he didn't like them, but then after teasing him so much he dragged you into his office to teach you a 'lesson.' with a hang on your mouth and his teeth digging into your shirt, he now sees the appeal of quickie.

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

He likes when your risky, but he's not the risk taking type. Well there are exceptions.

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

Lots of stamina, he can last for a few rounds before he begins to tire.

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

Yes, toys, Toys are that exception of risky. Since you like to be a little horny brat, then you shouldn't mind a vibrator inside you outside as he plays with the buttons

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

He only teases when your bad and he has to punish you. Sometimes he teases when he wants to see you beg, But he doesn't do it often He's not cruel.

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

He's quiet at first, Breaths and growls, he gets louder the longer he fucks you, louder when he's close to cumming, until he cums inside you with a howl.

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

Lycaon admits, he hesitated when he first had you underneath him; all you were, he didn't want to hurt you. Now he's addicted to the way you take him, your tiny hole stretching around him, struggling to fit.

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

Big muscular Man, trains frequently at the gym.BIIG VEINY COCK, with a knot, he can't help but feel a little bit of pride at his big size.

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

At first it was almost not existent now that it has you he could barely contain it. He tries to control himself so he's constantly in the state of yearning for your touch.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

After finishing he holds you close opens a book and reads until he falls asleep, finger threading through your hair as he gently pets you.

[an0n12345]

You guys LITERALLY do not understand how easy it is!

"I can't enter the void I've tried so many times"

"I've been trying to shift for 3 years nothing is working"

Well fcking clearly.

"How do I manifest xyz?"

"CAN I manifest xyz?"

I don't know, YOU tell ME!

GUYS. Do you not know that the SECOND you deny that you already have what you want, you don't already have what you want? I DON'T THINK I NEED TO EXPLAIN THIS. IT'S PRETTY SELF EXPLANATORY IF YOU KNOW WHAT LOA IS.

STOP LOOKING FOR THINGS OUTSIDE OF YOURSELF. IT MOST FCKING LIKELY ISN'T THERE YET IF YOU HAVEN'T FIRST CHANGED WITHIN.

NOBODY IS GOING TO SHIFT/MANIFEST FOR YOU BUT👏 YOUR👏SELF👏. SO FCKING DO IT. TELL YOURSELF RIGHT NOW WHAT YOU WOULD TELL YOURSELF IF YOU ALREADY HAD IT, BECAUSE NO ONE ELSE WILL. THIS IS YOUR LIFE AND YOU'RE FULLY IN CONTROL OF IT. WHEN ARE YOU GOING TO TAKE CONTROL AND STOP LETTING REALITY CHOOSE FOR YOU AS IF PLAYING WITH A BARBIE DOLL!?

You make the decisions.

You make the decisions.

You make the decisions.

You make the decisions.

YOU MAKE THE DECISIONS!!!!

WHATEVER YOU SAY IS TRUE.

MANIFESTING.IS JUST. THINKING. THOUGHTS.

THINK. IN. YOUR. FAVOR.

I DON'T THINK THAT SIMPLY THINKING TAKES THAT MUCH EFFORT????? OR AT LEAST SHOULD???

So what will it be?

a. Stay the same

b. Change

MANIFESTING is simple! You do it all the time, because you THINK all the time. You musn't worry about BECOMING a so called "master manifestor" BECAUSE YOU ALREADY ARE! LITERALLY. You are a master of making assumptions, a master of thinking thoughts. So in order to manifest what you DESIRE is to REDIRECT your thoughts, beliefs and actions... who you ARE. Because you cannot be what you are not! Understand this. Changing your inner self is to change your outer self. Have a belief about something? That is what is true for you. Don't prefer that thing? Change your belief about it. BECOME your preferred self or LIVE in your preferred world in your IMAGINATION as if it was already true! It does not matter HOW it is going to manifest and do not try to force how it will manifest. Just know. that. it. will.

[w2mini]

“Inarizaki with a manager who…” randoms !!

warnings: reader is reserved, fem reader, swearing, platonic or romantic idgaf

IDK bout’ you guys, but every time I think about Inarizaki having a manager, I think about someone who:

Is stereotyped as your typical “quiet” and “reserved” demeanor girlie when in actuality—she just finds herself in a difficult position to open up to the boys. 😓

- I mean, who wouldn’t have a hard time, they’re like top two in the nation and HIGHKEY intimidating to be with, I have respect 4u girl. 🫡 but a job is a job. Kita recruited you since he had to balance his club and academics at one point (also following the coach’s suggestion).

Also should I just mention that you are such a beauty??? Like, maybe if you weren’t so pretty and mysterious then they wouldn’t be bothering you so much just to talk with you!! 😾

- Suna tries to small talk with you sometimes, keyword: tries (his way of trying is giving you the most unnoticeable hints that he wants to talk with you).

- Whenever you begin to feel tired during a long day in practice, Osamu won’t just let it slip past him and hands you some of his mint candy that he has to help you stay awake as he suggests. Yall chill like that🤞

- You and Kita are the ones who are always together, since you guys discuss about the team’s schedule and strategies alongside coach. But that’s just about it.

- Aran and Omimi tends to help you with your duties, especially if it requires lifting heavy weight or a lot of items to carry. We love gentlemen. 🫡

- Riseki is TOO shy to chat with you, but he’s trying his best I swear. 🥲 Your glamorous self just makes him feel like standing beside you feel like a huge offense.

- The closest (🤏) I would consider to be close to you is proably Akagi and Ginjima, they were the ones who approached you with a warm welcome and introduced you to the team as they showed you the ropes of being a manager.

As for Atsumu? I’m gonna need a whole separate section for him hol’ on.

- How do I even start with him.

- Because for the first time, he doesn’t attract your attention, he’s chasing for it.

- You’re supposed to praise him! fangirl over him! shower him with your undying attention! Not just awkwardly standing there and nodding every now and then! 😾

- Can’t you see how hurt his pride is. 😞 (his fault for expecting too much tbh 😹)

- His last straw was during when he was practicing his sets and you were there to watch. So when you approached him, he was expecting the words: “wow you’re amazing Atsumu!”

- Your response?

- “Miya you should probably extend your arms further more so you have better accuracy on the ball.”

- his jaw dropped to the floor.

- YOU? THE MANAGER? giving him TIPS?

- and what’s worst is that you were right and it genuinely improved his sets slightly better, oh he’s never forgetting about this.

But even after all that, you genuinely just could not bring yourself to be close and open up to them, your reason? a lot.

- The volleyball team of Inarizaki is undeniably well known around the campus and to be their manager is either a curse or a blessing.

- actually scrap that. It’s a fucking curse.

- number one. the top on the damn list. their fangirls.

- the amount of them that question you about the team is just too much for your poor social battery to handle. You were their victim number one to harass about the team. (props to Aran for always saving you during times like these 🙂‍↕️)

- which is also why you have a set of rules to yourself whenever you encounter one of the members in the campus: 1) walk quickly past them in the hallways, 2) only talk to them when they initiate it first, and 3) to never bring up anything about them around the campus.

- number two would be the team itself. why? very self explanatory. 😊

- you do not get an ounce of peace and rest around those guys. Especially Atsumu’s endless cycle of jokes and teasing just to get a reaction out of you.

- and that one time Osamu accidentally served a ball towards you. You were on the tribunes just taking notes. WHO SERVES AT THE TRIBUNES.

- but its okay, he bought you a snack as an apology after that on the convenience store run on the way home. His motherfucker of a twin however just laughed at you like a maniac.

- also the amount of strays you have to pick up during practice is EXHAUSTING. Being their manager made your spine feel like 85 years old.

However, you are genuinely such a hardworking girlie🥹 your actions spoke louder than words, it’s just your way of showing you care for them but sometimes you just don’t feel like it’s enough and you don’t think they notice it either because of how reserved you could be.

- Inarizaki’s volleyball team was independent, they didn’t need a manager.

- which is what they think.

- because ever since you arrived, Kita has felt a heavy weight lift off his shoulders (++ coach too). You’ve genuinely helped them in ways that you didn’t deem possible

- you also took notes of the smallest things or even the quiet observations about the team on your notebook (e.g. “Make sure Atsumu doesn’t forget about his water” or “Osamu gets grumpy if he skips meals” etc.)

- Although they may not be vocal about it or have mentioned about it—the team just has so much respect for you. To be able to manage a team like them is impressive. They don’t think anyone would be able to top your managing skills EVER.

So yeah, it kinda just went on like that… not for long. You strictly kept a classmate relationship between them and just went on being their manager—you do your job, but you kept a distance. That is until Inarizaki gets their win against another strong team.

It wasn’t anything serious or sad with what became the turning point in your relationship with the team, I’d say its very Inarizaki like.

- It happened when Inarizaki won against a really strong team, the game was fierce and stressful to watch, but in the end they were able to snatch the gold.

- Undeniably, the boys are all hyped. “We should celebrate! C’mon let’s go out to eat!” Akagi says as he excitedly suggested.

- the others agreed with the idea, especially a certain twin. On the way, they all discussed their orders and plans for later. In the end they all decided to go for ramen.

- You on the other hand kept silent. You decided it was best for you to go home already and let them have their fun, your social battery was draining anyways.

- which COULD’VE been the plan.

- Until Kita turns around to your direction, then offhandedly says: “You’re coming too right?”

- your brain short circuits.

- it doesn’t help with the fact now that the rest is also waiting for your answer.

- is this what they call peer pressure. 😵‍💫

- but it was in this moment that you realize that—they actually want you to be there. Not just as their manager, but as part of the team.

- So you agreed.

- It was a warm moment when you guys were inside the ramen bar, everyone made an effort to include you, making stupid jokes, teasing you slightly, sharing food, etc.

- And, probably for the first time ever, you were laughing with them.

- And, they all just. froze.

- Because they rarely saw you express emotions around them. Heck, not even a laugh!

- They all glanced at each other and nodded, yep, it was like they had antennas saying their common goal: to see you smile more.

In the end, Inarizaki needs a manager who can handle their shit—and love them anyway.

WOOO kinda short but hope u guys enjoyed, I just kinda wanted to share my thoughts BECAUSE every time I write about Inarizaki having a manager, I always imagine someone who’s just keeps to herself yk, but thas js me🤷‍♀️ Thats why I chose Haerin for today’s layout because the personality matches her sm lowk omg

I kinda wanna make this a series tbh, LIKE that one shiratorizawa series in Ao3 I FORGOT THE NAME but you guys know right….. right.

[tgcg]

tell your loved ones

-- turntechGodhead [TG] began pestering ectoBiologist [EB] at 12:01 --

TG: hey im on the john

JOHN: hey, dave is taking a dump.

TG: taking a shit just so were clear

JADE: jeez!!!!!!! even when im not online i have to hear about it

TG: i know you care so youre first to know

JOHN: i'm just giving you a heads up for the bajillion messages you will definitely have about this when you get home.

EB: god, thank you. that is awesome. dave fans everywhere are gonna go NUTS for this truth nugget.

EB: hey, i am at the store with jade!

TG: tell her the news

EB: i did as soon as you first pinged me, don't worry.

TG: hell yeah see you just fucking get it

JADE: well tell him i say congrats!

EB: she says congrats.

EB: also that you left your "yeah! woo!" machine at her place.

EB: and that you are gross and smell like a dog took a dump on a fart even when you aren't crapping during our conversations.

TG: goddamn

EB: jk that last bit was me heheh. but she nodded!

EB: so anyways, a yeah woo machine?

EB: what the hell even IS that?

JADE: its more or less a machine that yeahs and woos

TG: its basically a machine that yeahs and woos

EB: ok, yeah, that is pretty much exactly what jade said too. apparently this is supposed to be obvious.

JADE: its pretty self explanatory!

TG: pretty self explanatory stuff

TG: anyways im gonna tell karkat this time i think im ready for that

EB: oh shit (LOL), that's a pretty big deal, right? good luck dude.

--

-- turntechGodhead [TG] began pestering carcinoGeneticist [CG] at 12:03 --

TG: ok karkat can i be unbelievably candid with you is dj crabapple ready for this

TG: this is a really big deal for me but like no pressure

CG: SHIT, IS EVERYTHING OK?

CG: DO I NEED TO COME OVER THERE.

TG: no no its good i just really need to confess something

CG: WHATEVER IT IS, TELL ME. I'M HERE.

TG: alright

TG: deep breath strider

--

TG: im dropping mad logs like bars in the ablution block vantas

TG: shit is on fire

TG: downright heretical like a shat outta hell

TG: and since im feeling penitent i figure our pesterlogs are pretty much akin to a confessional booth right

CG:

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-- tentacleTherapist [TT] began pestering turntechGodhead [TG] at 12:04 --

TT: Hey Dave.

TT: Are you, by any chance, taking a shit right now?

TG: damn word spreads fast on the information superhighway

TT: Yes, I have had the news forwarded to me via this bountiful virtual dimension of knowledge and culture we call the World Wide Web by a fellow enthusiast, one ectoBiologist.

TT: Frankly I'm heartbroken you didn't come to me about it first.

TT: Please, divulge to your loving sister the nature of your bowel movements, in exhaustive detail. Highlights in a notarized list, an overall ranking grade of your experience, whether you would recommend it to your friends, et cetera. These would be among my most pertinent avenues of inquiry.

TG: you were next on the mailing list rose im already on it

TG: boutta weave a verbal tapestry no holds barred just for you about my rambunctious foray down in brown town

TG: stay tubed

TT: Thank god. I don't know what I would do if I couldn't peruse your commodal follies like the morning gazette.

TG: dont act like this has educational value rose

TG: we all know my daily bullshit has got a laugh track

TG: like damn what kind of gazettes are you getting

TT: The best kind, Dave. Only the best kind.

TG: thanks for the vote of confidence

TG: wait gimme a sec karkat pinged

TT: Of course. I understand it's quite a big deal for you.

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CG: OK.

CG: SINCE THIS APPARENTLY SKIRTS THE FRESHEST BUDS OF OUR BRO-DOM'S BURGEONING FROND NUB, I *ALSO* HAVE SOMETHING IMPORTANT TO SHARE.

CG: I HOPE YOUR REFLECTIVE ABLUTION VAULT IS STOCKED WITH FUCKING RUMBLESPHERE TRANQUILIZERS, BECAUSE THIS EXCHANGE IS ABOUT TO GET SHITHIVE MAGGOTS.

CG: LISTEN CAREFULLY.

TG: whats up

--

CG: I AM ALSO ON THE LOAD GAPER RIGHT NOW.

TG: oh shiiit

CG: DON'T UNCLENCH YOUR EXPLOSIVE FUCKING SEED FLAP JUST YET, BECAUSE THERE'S *MORE*!

CG: I AM *ALSO* TAKING A CRAP.

TG: oh shiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiit

CG: OH SHIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIT

[atzhrts]

what do you think are the favorite sex positions of each riize member?

riize’s favorite position ྀིྀིྀིྀིྀི

shotaro ྀིྀིྀིྀིྀི

doggy - self explanatory, he loves ass. loves to see it jiggle as he thrusts into you, loves to slap your skin and see you jerk forward at the harsh contact. the reason why i think he likes it more than reverse cowgirl is because he has a bit more control over you, he can easily pull you into the position he wants you in and just pound into you

eunseok ྀིྀིྀིྀིྀི

butterfly - he thinks you look so pretty and helpless like this. he loves everything about it, loves how he can still see your face and your reactions to him hitting all the right spots. loves how he can open or close your legs, making your walls around him feel even tighter. and he loves having your feet near to his face that’s all i’m gonna add

sungchan ྀིྀིྀིྀིྀི

picking you up - strength kink goes brrrrrr. loves to overpower you with his strength and loves to be reminded that he’s stronger than you. even in very mundane situation like carrying the grocery bags for you - he’s eating that shit up. loves to have you cling onto his back, your nails leaving marks all over his skin as he grips onto your thighs, thrusting into you at perfect angle.

wonbin ྀིྀིྀིྀིྀི

cowgirl - perfect position for a boob loving switch like him. when he’s laying down he has your tits all up in his face = happy wonbin. loves the way you have control over him one second, creating your own pace, torturing by only moving your hips in circles over his tip and how he can take that control away from you in another second. gripping onto your ass as he starts thrusting into you at an insane pace, making your boobs bounce and your hands in his hair tighten.

seunghan ྀིྀིྀིྀིྀི

missionary - you’re so so pretty and he needs to see your face. also the biggest tease and he loves to see the reactions you give him when collects your wetness with his tip before circling it over your clit. also perfect position to bend down and eat you out for a while before giving you the real thing. (seunghan pussy eater confirmed! (by me))

crab - he loves pussy! needs it as close to his face while still getting his dick wet. thumb rubbing over your clit as you move yourself over his length, watching you throw your head back as you cum. (squirting over his chest)

sohee ྀིྀིྀིྀིྀི

reverse cowgirl - don’t ask me why i just see it. another switch and he just loves that you can take control and use him for your pleasure! crossing his hands behind his head and enjoying the show, his hand coming down to slap your ass very once in a while. and once he has had enough and he needs you to go faster he’d just grip your hips and start pistoling his hips into yours.

anton ྀིྀིྀིྀིྀི

spooning - size kink. he’ll loose his mind. + it’s super intimate, getting to bury his head in the crook of your neck whenever he gets too loud, one arms supporting your head as the other is lazily thrown over your middle. his fingers having easy access to play with your nipples or moving down your stomach to rub circles over your clit you off as your teeth leave marks along his bicep.