#completion consistancy i am thinking for with this

[stephenyoonkeeholdup]

🔞 clip it & ship it MDNI

inspired by: x x x x

pairing: Keeho ➞ fem!bodied reader

content warnings: masturbation (featuring the use of a certain toy), [LOTS of] dirty talk (I’m gonna end up hitting a record in the number of ellipses (…) I use 👀) there will likely be hella grammatical inaccuracies, and I'm trying so hard not to give a fuck.

POV: Keeho sends a special video message… after you sent him a very special picture!

“I woke up hard as fuck… thinking about… fucking you…” Keeho groans, sqeezing his hardened shaft while his wrist glides up and down his length in between everything he says. Dark, hooded eyes take a quick glance up at his phone gripping his other hand, making sure the camera app is recording what he wants it to.

“Then…” Keeho licks his lips before continuing, “you send me that pretty pussy that I love and miss so much… fuck…” He rolls his eyes behind his eyelids, simultaneously rolling his hips upward meditating on the half-naked photo you spontaneously sent him just moments prior.

“I wanna kiss you… wanna taste you… I want my fingers inside so bad…” Both you and him know how much it drives you wild whenever his fingers are even on you, let alone inside you. And to be fair, it does something to him too, hearing those pleasurable sounds escape from between your lips. The mere thought of it – as well as the absence of it at this very moment – causes him to subconsciously recreate some of those same moans himself.

He curses into the air several times before his attention returns to the device that’s been capturing his every move. “You see how hard I am, baby..? F-fuck – you see what you fucking do to me?” Keeho’s pitch rises with just about every word uttered, and surprisingly for him, his dick gradually does the same damn thing, and with precum for added effect!

“This dick wants to fuck… into you so deep… and hard…” Keeho begins to thrust up into his hand, matching the pace with the breathy delivery of his words. “Damn it. Want you… Need that pussy around me, baby…”

“This is not gonna be enough, shit!” He spits out before sitting up in his bed. Opting to put the phone down, he quickly gets up to retrieve the only thing he consistently uses other than his hands whenever you're not around – his fleshlight.

“Fuck, there it is," Keeho proclaims before he's back on the bed, repositioning the angle of his recording. He spits on his hand, resuming its position on his dick to lubricate it. He blindly runs his middle finger along a vein that's made its focused appearance onto the video. His thumb then brushes against his balls, and the rapid set of whimpers that escape startle him. A few moments are spent with his entire hand groping his nutsack, causing him to begin grinding into the air.

Keeho managed to gain some clarity on his surroundings, grabbing the pocket pussy in a slightly hurried state. The air he was humping was quickly replaced with the toy sucking in his member with terrible ease. “This feels so fucking good… Not near as good as you, though… Definitely not as warm… or wet… Oh fuck…” He immediately pushes the toy up and down his now leaking cock harder and faster for more friction.

“I wish you were here, babygirl… grinding and bouncing that tight, juicy cunt on me, oh god… Fuck, I miss you so fucking much!” His hips thrust upward a bit aggressively as he grunted out the end of that confession, and he’s not sure how much more he can take of this before he releases.

He takes the quickest of pauses to raise his shirt up past his chest, the hem captured by his teeth before proceeding his fucking into the fleshlight. On camera, the sight of his glistening, golden skin and his nipples that appear to be almost as hard as his throbbing, slicked dick even turns Keeho on.

After several deep, muffled moans leave his mouth, he lets go of his shirt completely, his pecs keeping it up and out of the way. “Babygirl… I’m so close… Yeah… I’m gonna cum… Do you think you can cum with me, baby?”

Something about the fact that he can only imagine what this particularly pleasing sight of him this close to his climax could be doing to you and your wellbeing absolutely fucks him up. The way you could be dangerously within striking distance of that knot in your stomach bursting urges Keeho on immensely. Since he was your muse, he desperately wants to be yours in this moment.

“Please, cum… Yes, baby; cum for me while I nut in this… fucking… pussy… Oh my god, yeah babe… Yeah… fuck!!” Your name being ejaculated as he shot off into his fleshlight, soiling the toy like it was your hole personally.

Keeho let the moment linger for a while, eyes shut the entire time his orgasm washed over him. He was still breathing heavy when his eyes did open, the toy hole having long since neglecting him – unlike your penetrable wetness probably. He picks it up and gives it a look before angling it – and the mess he made on it – toward his phone.

"You see this shit, angel? You got me losing my fucking mind. This," he tilts the phone downward, showcasing the wet spots on his thighs and bed sheets, "is what you do to me."

[hazbinfallinginaspiral]

Conditioning (Be a Doll AU)

Vox x doll!reader

CW: Violence, Valentino, Manipulation, Mind Control, Hypnosis, Brainwashing, Begging, Electrocution, Chains (yk what it’s for), Vox being an asshole (He’s in Hell for a reason), AU typical events.

Note: Vox is manipulative, possessive, jealous, impulsive, controlling, and harsh in this AU. He can be extremely violent towards reader, and is consistently abusing them either way. He is not a good person! If anyone is sensitive to or may have a negative reaction from these topics, I recommend clicking away now.

“Stop! Just stop!” I yelled, pushing Vox away.

“Oh you’re in for it now…” Val chuckled.

Vox grabbed my arm and yanked me closer to him, a scowl on his face. “You think you can get away from me?” He asked, sending an electric shock through me. I writhed, burning pain shooting through my body. “I own you. Don’t you dare forget that.”

I slumped forward a little. “Just- just leave me alone,” I said, gasping for air. I regained my senses enough to realize I was leaning against him, so I moved back to supporting myself on my own two feet. “Just…. Please….” I was shaking as I tried to stand on my own. Despite this, I stomped on his foot and kneed him where it hurt. As best as I could manage, anyway.

“Oh, fuck!” Vox yelled, hunching over. Valentino laughed and came up behind me, stopping me from attacking Vox further by pinning my arms in place. “Oh…” Vox sighed and laughed as he stood. “I am going to have so much fun when I finally break you…” he readjusted his bow.

“No! No, no, just leave me alone!” I yelled, thrashing in Valentinos arms. Vox leaned forward looking smug. He moved to touch me and I bit him harshly. “Fuck off!”

“Ew,” Vox said, looking disgusted as he moved away to clean his hand. “Ugh. Christ, you really are like a stray!” He laughed it off and made a gesture towards Valentino.

“Time for training, little one,” Valentino purred, throwing me to the ground. Vox moved to the corner to watch as he collected himself. “You look like you’ll be a fun doll to play with.”

“I’m not an object! I’m not a toy! Stop, stop, stop,” I yelled, getting back up immediately. “Just stop it! Just leave me alone! Stop!”

“Mm..” Valentino regarded me as if I was a tantruming child. He grabbed my wrists and held them tightly, then used his other two hands to move my head. He did it with ease, moving it from side to side as if he was planning to pull it right off. “I could snap your neck in an instant, doll. I recommend getting that attitude of yours under control before I do.” He twisted my neck abruptly to the side, making it crack but not break.

I squeaked and flinched for a moment. He tightened his grip and hit me across the face, smiling all the while. I made another small noise and winced, but tried not to move.

“Shut up before I make you,” Valentino growled, letting go of my arms. He went for my throat instead, squeezing it tightly. I kicked my legs trying to get him away, and moved to claw at his hands. He stopped me with his lower set of arms. “I said to be quiet.”

Tears stung in my eyes as I stopped fighting him. I stopped moving and did my best to be quiet. I could only hope that this would appease him enough so he wouldn’t kill me.

“Good…” he said. He brought a clawed hand to my face, dragging his nails from just above my eyebrow to my jawline. He tore through my flesh, drawing blood that dripped down my face. He’d spared my eyes, but I had to close them so blood wouldn’t get in. Without warning, he punched me, threw me to the floor, and kicked me. I made a small noise, a whimper, then froze and fell completely silent, afraid I’d sealed my fate.

“My, my, you’re quite the resilient one…” Valentino muttered, appraisingly. “It’s not often I find someone who can take a beating.”

“Careful Val,” Vox said placing a hand on his shoulder. “I can’t have you breaking my newest toy so soon. We’ll have plenty of chances to test their limits.”

“Please… please…” I mumbled, breathing heavily. I was hunched over on the ground, my hand over several long ragged scratches that were bleeding profusely. They stung.

“Mm… you’ll need to teach them how to beg properly,” Valentino mused, lifting my head up to look at me. He tilted it from side to side, then trailed his claws along the scratches he’d just made, but with a gentler touch.

“Don’t…” I said quietly. I tried to pull away from him, gently pushing him away. “Please don’t… no more… no more….”

He gave me a wicked grin and pulled me back, closer. “Now, now, you were doing so good,” Val said sweetly, taking a long drag from his cigarette. He blew it directly in my face.

I tried to pull away but his grip was tight. I coughed as it hit me full force, smelling sickly sweet like honey. “Mmn..” I groaned in protest but couldn’t say anything. My thoughts were muddled, incoherent, my head was pounding.

“That’s right… breathe it all in,” he said, digging his claws into my arm as he blew another puff at me. I relaxed, the tension leaving my body. I didn’t resist him even as he continued to hurt me. “Mm… it’s so easy, isn’t it? Go on now, just give in…”

I slumped over completely, he was the only thing keeping me up. He chuckled softly and picked me up, continuing to blow smoke in my face. I didn’t move, the world spun around me and I closed my eyes. He set me on a couch and I heard a muffled conversation, presumably between him and Vox. I couldn’t focus, my thoughts slipped away as soon as they came. A few moments later the door opened and closed.

“Mm… you seem so… out of it,” Vox murmured in my ear. Valentino must’ve just left. I couldn’t form a response, too drugged and dazed to even focus. “Let me help with that.”

He sent a few shocks through my body, which hurt but helped me focus on at least looking at him. They didn’t hurt as much as they usually did. Everything was still a little blurry, my thoughts a jumbled mess.

“Very good,” Vox said quietly, an undertone of condescension in his voice. “Now, I want you to focus on me, and only on me.” He placed his hand under my chin and lifted my head so I could see him better. I was only vaguely aware of how close he was. “Do you understand?”

“Mmn… mhm..” I mumbled, with a small nod. I didn’t resist his touch at all. As he spoke I felt more and more calm and comfortable being near him. I wanted to be near him, I wanted to stay close.

“Good,” he said with a grin. He brought me into his lap with ease. His left eye turned into a red and black spiral and I leaned into his touch. “Just look at my eye now, and focus on my words. Nothing else.”

“Mm..” I relaxed completely in his arms, doing as I was told. Watching the spiral was like a nice massage for my mind, and I didn’t want it to stop.

"Focus on me, my dear," Vox's voice was like velvet, smooth and seductive, wrapping around my mind like a comforting blanket. "Let your thoughts drift away, and allow yourself to sink deeper into my gaze."

I couldn't tear my eyes away from his, drawn inexorably into the swirling depths of his hypnotic gaze. With each passing moment, the world around me seemed to fade away, leaving only Vox and his mesmerizing presence.

"That's it," Vox murmured softly, his voice a gentle whisper in the sea of silence that enveloped us. "You're doing wonderfully, doll. Now, listen carefully to my words."

As Vox spoke, his voice seemed to weave a web of enchantment around me, filling my mind with a sense of peace and tranquility. I felt myself slipping deeper into a trance, my thoughts becoming hazy and indistinct.

“I want you to understand something,” Vox said, analyzing me as he spoke. “I own you. I decide what you do and when. I decide how you think, look, act, and feel. You belong to me, and I am the center of your world.”

I nodded along, dumbly.

“Good doll,” he said, sounding pleased. “Now, say it. Repeat it back to me.”

“You own me,” I said softly. “You decide what I do and when. You decide how I think, look, act, and feel. I belong to you, and you are the center of my world.”

“And as the center of your world, I am all that matters,” he said with a nod. “I am in control of everything. My words are your reality and your reality is made up of my words. That is an undeniable truth.”

“Undeniable,” I repeated, with a nod.

“Good,” he said, grinning. “You trust me, you love me, you go to me for comfort, understand?”

“Yes, Vox,” I said with a horribly naive smile. The haze in my mind got stronger the more we spoke, the longer I looked at that lovely spiral in his eye. His words were my reality, and my reality was made up of his words. I trusted him, loved him, and went to him for comfort.

"Now," Vox's voice cut through the fog that clouded my mind, sharp and commanding. "From this moment on, whenever you hear the phrase 'be a doll,' you will obey my every command without question. You will be completely under my control, a puppet to my will and mine alone."

I nodded numbly, my mind awash with a sense of obedience that felt oddly calming. His words were my reality, and my reality was made up of his words. To surrender was to be at peace. It felt as though I was made to obey him, his every wish. I was Vox's to command, a vessel for his desires.

“Good. You won’t mind if I use it whenever I please, then,” Vox said with a grin. He cupped my face gently, keeping me close. “Be a doll and smile.”

I did. A small perfect smile graced my lips, precise like a dolls.

“Be a doll and kiss me.”

I pressed my lips to his without hesitation. There was no feeling behind it. It was measured and practiced, small and without any true meaning. As if I were acting out a script in a play. It was a kiss nonetheless.

"Now," Vox continued, his voice filled with satisfaction. "Be a doll and wake from this trance but forget what we have discussed."

As I blinked and shook off the remnants of the trance. The spiral was gone from his eye. I pulled away slightly- I didn’t move much- and looked around, disoriented and confused. My thoughts were still muddled.

“Excellent,” Vox said with a nod. He admired his handiwork, the slightly glazed look that remained in my eyes.

I felt a sense of pride at his praise for some reason. I didn’t want to- he was my captor- why would I- what was happening?

“Be a doll and get on your knees for me,” Vox said, pointing to the floor in front of where he sat.

I obeyed without hesitation, eager to please him. Why? Why would-

What was I thinking about?

The thought had slipped from my mind as soon as it came. I knelt down in front of him, my eyes on the floor.

“Look at me, doll,” he said, conjuring an electric blue chain around my neck. He yanked on it harshly and I winced at the pain.

“Sorry, Vox,” I said quietly, immediately looking up at him. “It won’t happen again.” The words fell from my mouth before I knew what was happening, before I could process what I was saying.

Why was I apologizing to my captor? He’d hurt me, he-

The doubt was washed from my mind in an instant.

“Good,” Vox said. He stared at me, seeming to be inspecting me, looking for something. “You look a little confused. Be a doll and don’t think too hard about how you got here. All you need to know is that you trust me and that I’ll keep you safe.”

Any second thoughts I had disappeared immediately, all hesitation erased. I felt at peace. My head was still all hazy, but I didn’t even care. He said he’d keep me safe. “Trust…?” I asked softly, innocently. I’d already forgotten about everything he’d done to me. I was like a blank slate at the moment, the effects from Val’s smoke lingering and Voxs hypnosis making me more submissive. I leaned towards him without realizing it, finding that I wanted to be near him.

“Yes, that’s right, doll,” he purred, tugging gently on the chain. “You trust me, don’t you?”

“Yes, Vox,” I immediately replied, as if it was only natural for me to comply. “Of course! I trust you with my life,” I said with a smile. I was almost enthusiastic about it.

“Good! See, we understand each other,” he said, playing with the chain. He was nonchalant, relaxed. “You’re beneath me and you know it. I own you and you’ll do as I say. Be a good little doll and you’ll get a reward.” His eyes trailed across my body, then rested on the scratch marks still on my face. “Be a doll and heal your wounds. I want to see your pretty face.”

I nodded and made a small hand gesture, a flick of my wrist and I was healed. I gave him a small smile, eager to please. A small sense of unease was beginning to seep into my mind, though. My bliss wouldn’t last forever.

“Good. You’re doing wonderfully,” Vox said with a smile. He kept the chain held tight in one hand, but cupped my face for a moment with his other one. He ran his fingers along the place where the scratches used to be, gentle, almost comforting. “So obedient… you’re such a good doll.”

I smiled and leaned into his touch, his praise making me feel all warm and fuzzy inside. When he pulled away, I found I was disappointed. I wanted more. I wanted to be near him, but I was still stuck kneeling before him on the floor.

“Aw, you want more, do you?” He asked, a playful edge to his voice. He tugged on the chain, drawing me closer. “Be a doll and sit between my legs, beg me for more.”

I immediately complied, moving closer. I spread his legs apart and positioned myself between them, still on my knees, looking up at him, my the glazed look fading from my eyes.

“Go on,” he urged. “Beg.”

“Please Vox,” I said, looking up at him with a pleading look. I’d never begged before. “Please let me be near you, let me be closer. I want to be next to you at all hours of the day, please, please, please. I’ll do anything, I’ll do whatever you want.”

“Hmm…” Vox was smiling now, as he took it all in. “Is that all you want? To be close? Nothing more?”

“I want you to touch me, I want you to cup my face and run your fingers through my hair,” I said, the words falling out of my mouth. “I want… to kiss you, to… to hug you, to hold hands. Please Vox, anything! Even just a little, please!” I was sounding more desperate by the second, but there was some hesitation in my voice.

“Oh but I know that’s not all,” Vox said with a grin. He tugged my chain, and pain shot through me. God it was suffocating, but being near him felt so good. “You’re a needy little whore for me, aren’t you, doll?”

This time, I hesitated. “Yes…” I said slowly. My mind had slowly been beginning to clear, and now, I could form semi coherent thoughts. I paused, the gears turning in my head.

“Ah, you’re thinking again. That won’t do,” he said sternly, He sent a jolt of electricity through me. “Be a doll and don’t think about a single thing for the next hour. Just do as I say, without a care in the world.”

My mind was wiped clean, not a thought. It wasn’t the same feeling as Val’s smoke, which was disappointing. The smoke made me feel nice- I wasn’t able to do much, but at least I felt good. Now, I was sort of just existing with no other purpose than to serve Vox.

“Be a good little doll for me.”

Eager to please, submissive, compliant.

“Yes, Vox.”

[cafecourage]

Late to the party but can I request just- spoiling the Chain with love and affection and care (including First!) because these boys deserve it

- Softie, who can't remember if this has been asked for already

I think these can combine nicely. 😊 Because all of these boys have a lot of trauma I am going to make a Hc’s to cover everything.

Time:

This man crumbles when you care for him. He is literally always the person that take's care of others so having someone care for him is new. Even if he knows your not flirting he is still receptive to it. Though Time is going to try to give back everything.

Making Time flustered is actually fairly hard. Yes, I just said he crumbles when cared for. However, he more or less soaks it in. Getting him to go all red and mushy and just flustered is extremely hard. You can pull out all the stops and he will not stray from that calm exterior. Maybe he would be blushing but its not as bad as you when he goes to fluster you.

The most nightmares that he would have are from OoT however the most comforts he needs is more from the Majora's Mask adventure.

Because most of the things he has been through was when he was a child, he probably has some sort of childhood memory lost from it. But its more of he knows what happen but the memories he would have just aren't there. It's not like he can see it in his mind eyes. Though I would imagine he would have nightmares of the future hyrule he saw in the adult timeline. That part of the adventure was more horrifying to him then the child portion of the adventure. When this happens he tends to not go back asleep unless you urge him to. He really doesn't want to wake up in a future with out those he cares about.

Time, I would think still has some anxiety towards not being able to keep track of the days. It's mainly because he did lose track of the time while in Termina and he does flinch every time when a clock tower bell chimes. Time has kept most of his masks including the ones with spirits inside, though he assumes they had moved on to the afterlife at this point as even he can sense the lack of magic. Honestly on days that he is more anxious, you would need to ground him. Hold his hand. Give him a hug. Quiet reassurance.

Twilight:

Twilight's suffering comes from abandonment. I am just gonna call him out. He might have a body horror fear, aiming on himself as transforming into a wolf is disgusting and painful.

Honestly even though it hurts he will still become Wolfie to feel some comfort from the other boys. Just as much as he goes wolf to help the others with comfort. Twilight isn't one to ask for physical affection mainly because he was used to just receiving it

What he wants for affection is hugs and kisses. He needs that reassurance that everything is going to be ok. That your not going to leave him as well, also that everything is going to be ok. He really just needs the love and attention.

Twilight's second worse fear is that he will be left alone for the rest of his life. He has abandonment issues which mixing with his wolf protection instincts is just a complete mess of emotions. Just sit his butt down when he gets overbearing a hug him. From that moment on just ban Twilight from moving. If he needs to walk he is gonna have to carry you.

Sometimes you would also need to drag Twilight away to a more quiet location. Being turned into an animal also heightens your senses. We both know the boys are loud. So if its pampering time. You two wont be seen for hours :D

Warriors:

Warriors will rather die then let his demons be known. Which is really good that you know about his adventure! But seriously, Link hates his weakness showing even in private. The man has bad anxiety, he consistently feels like he is being watched. It's not just because of Cia, but knowing that she was always watching him the whole time didn't help, he also had to deal with traitors.

That being said Warriors is another Link that needs the silent affection and comfort. He might twist it on you. That just so he can twist what it looks like to other people. He will 100% take advantage of 'comforting you' to comfort himself as well. Don't point it out, don't even mention it. He will stop and get defensive.

That being said if he is hurt, then call him out on it. Warriors is more willing to be comforted because he is already hurt. He loves his hair being played with, its an instant relaxer for him when he isn't on high high alert. For example, at bed time he is out like a light, but if you play with his hair while walking through town he will tease you.

Warriors is going to need reassurance from time to time. He doesn't think anyone in the chain is going to betray him. But his brain just tells him to always be on edge just incase of an attack. I think when you get to know him better you would be able to notice it. In case of this emergency. There isn't much you can do, other then hold his hand through it. Distracting him wont do much but when he focus's on you he feels a bit better.

All this to say he doesn't get much sleep. He actually is a nightmare when it comes to nightshifts and wont wake people up because he is to anxious to not be awake and on watch. You might just have to throw him down on the bedroll and lay on top of him.

First:

First is hard to read. No matter how long you've known him. It's hard to know if he is ok. You just know that sometimes First comes up to you, hug you and not say anything. You can be in full conversation with someone and he just hugs you from behind. Face in your hair as he takes in your present.

He really doesn't want you to disappear on him. First lost a lot of people then almost lost his life. So let him just seek you out when he is feeling a bit... out of body.

First in general wont tell you what's the matter with him because he doesn't know what's wrong half the time. I image first is a bit no brain cell type. So like when there is a out of body moment it just confusion. Also it doesn't happen to often.

If he does look bothered by something or maybe a bit more out of it then normal. Hugging typically works. Kissing works as well. But he adores hugs and will pick you up so he could cuddle.

Either way you want to spoil first? Cuddle or hugs. Just make sure your touching him that's all he wants. Adores it even.

[thesuperiorgenshinaddict]

Vox N$FW Alphabet

AN: yeah i never thought i would actually post on tumblr but boom here i am. sorry for shitty layout because i just want to pump my hcs out and get it done w/ kekw also i think i made him a bit more of an asshole than ppl usually do so sorrryyy maybe idk Pairing: Vox x GN! Reader Warnings: Sexual content, Top! Vox, Mild degradation, not sure what else idk A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex) Lets be honest, this dude would NOT do aftercare whatsoever. He'll just go take a shower or something (yes he's waterproof if you say otherwise you're wrong L + Ratio) and when you blankly stare at him like 'wtf bro' this dude will not catch on until you straight up tell him to help you out. Once you successfully got the dude to consistently do aftercare, he'll get you a towel and clean you up and shit.

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s) This man is a raging narcissist. Probably looks in the mirror, fixes his ugly ass bowtie and does twelve different practiced poses every morning to make sure the public knows he's fucking sexy. He probably loves every part of him besides his side profile, or maybe he would like it because it's 'sleek, modern, state of the art' or some technology bullshit. Loves his claws though. He'd probably be really into ass. Thighs too, but slightly less. I have no clue why but I am convinced he fucking loves legs and all of that. I think he'd like your expression too, mainly because he feels like a god knowing that he makes you feel like that. Don't do mirror sex if you want him to focus on you though, because he's looking at himself more than he's looking at you.

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically) It glows blue. Same shade as his claws and is electric. Don't put it next to fire, it'll burn the fuckin' tower down. Tastes mildly salty and has the same effect as pineapples where it feels like it's biting back. For body parts he likes to cum on, he probably would do it literally anywhere. Inside, on the stomach, on your face, ANYWHERE. Maybe not bukkake because he doesn't want it to get too messy and have to clean it up, that's too much work for a quick jizz.

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs) Secretly finds you attractive romantically. Is it even a dirty secret? He'd just be too scared to do anything besides flirting and sex and shit for a long time. Maybe appeal to him enough and he'll take you on a completely romantic and sweet date that doesn't involve him blowing your back out afterwards. Christ, why the fuck is that somehow more appealing than having a one-nighter with him? Maybe I'm tweaking. Ignore this if you want. Go on and live your life with sweet husband Voxxy dookers buddy, I'm not judging too hard. Probably.

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?) Pretty experienced. Unless you have some wild ass kink, chances are, he's probably smooth as fuck with it. Go wild.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying) Mating press. I originally thought I was just biased as fuck since I love the whole thought of mating press and shit, but apparently a good amount of people agree with me. He probably loves being close to you and mating press lets him fuck your brains out. Wants to be as deep as physically possible in you, and you're vulnerable to him and he's looooving it.

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.) Definitely is leaning on the more serious side. If he's joking around, it wouldn't be in a 'haha funny' way, it'd be more of a condescending way where he's making fun of how pathetic you are. Or horny, or something along the lines of that. I feel like he'd do makeup sex, so if that's the case, I can assure you he is not cracking jokes. Maybe cracking your legs apart though. Fuck, that wasn't funny.

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.) No hair. No hair. No hair. No hair. No hair. No hair. No hair. No hair. No hair. No hair. No hair. He wouldn't grow hair there. Uh. Anyway, I don't want to have so little shit written here, so when he was alive, he probably was pretty well taken care of down there. I think a bit more hair than trimmed, but not the whole ass Amazon forest, ya get what I mean? Why the fuck did I say that? Okay. Regardless, I think of him being like dark brown hair when he was alive. Probably was a few shades darker on his dicky wicky cocky okay seriously I have to stop wtf

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect) He'd be physically close to you, but if you're a one night stand, expect NOTHING emotional from him. Nada. Nothin'. On the other hand, if he was dating you or married or whatever your delusional ahh comes up with, he'd be just hardcore fucking you with a ton of horny ass compliments, but you'd be able to look into his eyes and just kinda tell he really loves you past all that horndog shit. Not really intimate sex for the most part imo, but if the both of you guys are in a shitty mood and it's not hate sex, he might say a few really sweet compliments and all that jazz. Fuuuuckkk I read that and he sounds kinda assholey (he is one though cope seethe /j don't get mad at me pwease) so if you're upset I half meant that in the 'he won't be bawling his eyes out during sex out of sheer love' way. Boom

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon) He has cameras everywhere in Hell. Did you even think of the mere possibility that he's not jerking that shit constantly? Kidding. I feel like he'd be busy working a lot, but if you're not there to help him out after work and shit, he'd jerk it. Maybe a few times a week normally. If he had time and he was lonely though... Bro's going ham on his poor footlong. He has a lot of videos and whatever to look at. I think he'd thrive just off his imagination too.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks) Dry humping (receiving), Mild degradation (giving), Voyeurism, Shock play (giving, duh), Hypnosis (gee i sure wonder if it's giving or receiving woahhhhh /s), Power dynamic, I definitely have a lot more but it depends heavily on your relationship to him :p

L = Location (favorite places to do the do) Desk. Now. Besides that though, he's probably fine with a lot of places. I feel like he'd be somewhat against public or semi-public sex because it could make his reputation worse, but anywhere else is fine. His office isn't really risky because he knows when people are about to enter using his lil' cameras.

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going) A lot of things. Many, many things. For the most part though, if you tease him by wearing some revealing shit or acting like a bitch, he's getting a hard on.

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs) Anything that puts him in a situation where he has little to no control. He's not willing to show that much vulnerability, no matter how well you know him. You can try domming, sure, but just know he has the full ability to do a 360.

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.) Receiving. He'll occasionally do giving, but if you start calling him your submissive bitch or something, he'll spit and fucking leave. But regardless, he shoving his dick down your throat. Face-fucking is probably his favorite. Solid 6-7/10 in terms of skill, bonus points since his tongue is long.

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.) Definitely rough like a good 90% of the time. The pace depends on his mood, but he'd go with medium to fast for the most part. Maybe slow if he magically has a break (That'll almost never happen. Poor dude loves his work so much, probably chronically online just because of how much time he has to spend with computers). Don't piss him off though, he doesn't have a speed cap on this type of shit. Random thing I wanted to add in, his typing speed is fucking insane. 300 something and higher when he's arguing on the internet. Would definitely participate in those arguments of who's the goat of sports or whatever. Also random flex but my typing speeds at like 200 wow I'm so cool everyone clap

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.) He barely has time to do anything, so quickies a lot of times end up being the only option he has to get off. Hella often. He enjoys an occasional slow sesh, but speedruns are his go-to.

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.) Hell fucking yes. Always willing to try new shit out as long as it's not too risky. If it won't destroy his company, he's down for it.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?) This dude consumes more caffeine than humanely possible. He could probably go forever if it wasn't for his job, but he'd probably settle for 4~ rounds on a normal workday. If he's feeling excited though, expect more.

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?) Definitely owns quite a bit. Probably only his company's products though, he wouldn't want to support other businesses. I don't think he's one to use them all that often since he'll normally just call you over to suck his dick, but piss him off and he'll shove a dildo in you and leave for a few hours, just to see how long you'll last.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease) He's such a brat. Taunts and makes fun of you constantly. Poor you, he loves to see you overstimulated and sobbing your eyes out.

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.) I feel like he wouldn't be that loud himself, definitely some breathy groans and shit, but on the other hand... If you're not loud enough, he'll make sure you're screaming out his name until he's satisfied. Maybe a little glitchy sounds. Before he comes, he probably becomes a little staticky.

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character) Willing to fuck you with his aux cords. Would find it fun as hell, especially he can shock you easier.

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes) I think some of you guys don't remember that this man is 7ft. If he was human, it'd probably be around 7 inches, but he's tall as fuck. Expect it to be 9 inches minimum and probably larger. Average girth with thick veins running down the side. Pretty sure I said a good amount about it earlier.

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?) Insanely high because he's always pent-up while working. Gets hard from the slightest bit of teasing. I have no clue what to write, but I want to write more so he's the type to get hard when he's comfortable. Cuddle with him and he's probably hard just because he's feeling cozy and shit.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards) He'd sleep a few minutes later, depending on how much he trusts you. If he doesn't trust you much, he's leaving to a different room. If he likes you though, he'd just go nighty-night. AN: hope you enjoyed thanks like and follow for more banger content /hj

[pbpsbff]

happy 1 year of r&r :)

i know it's a lil cringe to like. celebrate the birthday of a series on ao3 but r&r is literally my child. my baby. i birthed this series. and you all signed up for this when u started reading my fics thank u

soooooooo thank u guys for all the support i've received over r&r i know it's hard to stay a consistent reader when my posting schedule is entirely non existent but i am so grateful for everyone who's stuck around this long and been with me for this journey (calling it a journey because a year ago i did not have any sort of overarching plot in mind and now we're 17? 18? fics deep and so many things have happened and i'm usually just as surprised as my readers) it's rlly u guys that have kept me going this long

ANYWAY. i rewrote this like 500 times cause i hate being like. overly sappy on this account because it's way funnier to act like a celebrity with a huge ego, but real talk i am so proud of everything i've done w this series & what it's become in the past year

i've been posting my writing online since i was like 10, so we're going on almost 9 years now and i don't think i've ever ever ever received as much support for something as i have for r&r and something about that is soooo special to me??? idk it's just so nice to see a completely self indulgent series become so loved by others, especially since the only other fics i had up before gmm&m were a little more on the "i'm gonna write what seems popular right now" side???

like shoutout to everyone who was here before/around when i started the series because my account was so empty like. 2 fics and one gets updated every 6 months. r&r pulled me out of the trench i fear. it also cured me of my very horrible disease that makes me delete all my fics after 9 months and then completely disappear from a fandom so everyone say thank you r&r

but yeah idk where i'm going with this i'm very grateful for r&r and all the friends i've made and people i've met through it because i was very lonely before i rejoined tumblr and r&r was like. 90% of the reason i made my account

AND SPEAKING OF FRIENDS. thank u to

@spidergrotto & @sapoteylx for being the first ppl i met on here to openly talk about and support r&r which i thought was so so cool even if you guys have become my haters in the past few months i've known you :/ thank u r&r nation u keep me humble and miserable (and i am very thankful for our friendship i think some aspects of r&r would be very different if we'd never met)

& ao3 user classactical because you've been here since like. a month or two into the series i think and i always always always look forward to your comments because i feel like if you comment, i did a good job on the fic LOL thank u for sticking around for so long, even if ao3 has been actively working against you for a whiiiiile

there's a lot more i want to say and a lot of people i want to mention but that would take a very long time and i always feel weird tagging a lot of people in posts so just know if u read r&r we are kissing rn. or high fiving idk whatever floats ur boat i guess

but yeah anyway tl:dr happy birthday r&r i'm very proud of this series & very thankful for everyone who has read any part of it ever u guys are so cool and hot and have amazing taste and i'm taking your kudos and bookmarks etc. as you swearing your allegiance to me and promising me your undying support no matter what (legally binding btw) thank u guys

[catmask]

does anyone have like an anti aesthetic. like something you look at and can recognize as a complete fashion/interior design/artistic movement and understand it but it makes you shudder seeing it. i am not talking like “its morally bad” “its poorly structured” like just sheerly devoid of joy for you actually invites a repulse response.

[dog-teeth]

something to recognize that choosing recovery again and again is difficult work, and you are not weak for faltering

[seukorei]

You should draw the loml Chuuya please 🫶

sorry ely i know u asked this like 6 months ago however every chuuya i doodle someone ends up as a fully rendered piece on accident somehow so you can just take ur pick 😔

[blueskittlesart]

i am not autistic but i do believe in their beliefs

[sasukeless]

2 If you’re still doing the controversial ask game

hi

2) was sasuke right?

ahh this billion dollar question isn’t it. i feel like this is the top 1 most discussed thing on this app for years, i have read every side of it.

to give #my opinion, im gonna go with yes. but its far more complicated, like most things are with naruto lol. i believe sasuke is right because he sees there’s a flaw in the existing system around him and to finally do something about it the only way to do that it’s to get ride of the system from the root.

now, as much as i agree with sasuke there i don’t agree with the way he tries to do that revolution. i dont mean this in a “oh violence wont be fixed with more violence” bs. i mean this because where sasuke’s goals are born for and how they affect his plans.

when sasuke finishes listening to the kages and it’s coming up with his thoughts, he immediately is bombarded by memories of itachi (itachi only, not his clan) and itachi’s words to him. when he states he will not let the village be destroyed he does it by adding “itachi’s will”. when sasuke is dying in the war arc his only thoughts again are that he doesn’t want to waste what itachi wanted to die. this shows us very clearly that sasuke’s revolution is very influenced by itachi’ wants. a little different, sure but still the same. which makes sense why his goal at vote2 is destroy the last person he loves and bear the hatred of everyone so the villages can have peace between them as long as they focus all on him. and this is quite what itachi did, just on a bigger scale. naruto = uchiha clan. the villages = konoha. sasuke = itachi.

^this is where many people complain that kishimoto had to turn sasuke ooc to make him evil and i can see what they mean but personally i dont view it as such when i look at what sasuke’s arc has always been. i have seen also that they dislike that post reveal sasuke’s character seems to be focus on itachi more than in his clan like in part 1 which i also disagree. itachi has been sasuke’s main influence in his character since day one. even in part 1, sasuke’s hate towards itachi isn’t just because he killed his clan, kishimoto focuses alot in showing itachi and sasuke having a loving relationship. kishimoto is very specific that sasuke’s biggest grief at the end of the day is not the massacre alone but the fact it was itachi who committed it. this is essentially what sets sasuke aside of other characters that lost their family/clans/parents etc. its not only what he lost but by who’s hands he lost it. so his focus has always been in itachi. so i dont think it was only part 2 that sasuke became more driven by itachi than anything else… anyways going back to the topic because im going off the rails (sorry).

sasuke has always had itachi first imo. and sasuke has always been defined by love too so ofc he’s gonna forgive the person he loves even if he doesn’t deserve it, ofc he’s gonna try to achieve that peace his brother “sacrificed” his life for (even if thru different means that he wanted you to). but while i understand and love sasuke’s character, i still think these are all very personal reasons for his revolution plans and thus why it fails.

his revolution plans are also self destructive but he doesn’t care because he still views it as his ultimate duty (again why he was so distraught when he was about to die without doing anything). he wants to become the bearer of all evil, and pain and hatred and wants to be all alone, even tho that is something that has caused alot of his pain in the past, he even talks about possible immortality and its just, well sad. you can tell hes about to sell his own doom because he thinks thats what he has to do to fix everything. he is ready to become a martyr. and forgive me but i view as that as a very tragic

so while i will always view him as being in the right, because when you put him in comparasion to most characters that doesnt realize whats wrong w the shinobi world, he will always come as one of the few that actually isn’t blind (even if its framed as bad for pointing that the system needs to be destroyed), i still dont think his plans are the right ones

[oathkeeper-of-tarth]

Also I quit my job of what would in about a month or two have been 10 years, and perhaps now I will get to actually be a human being again.

[sn0wbat]

← part 1 🦇

fun fact, they are almost the same age frida was when rune went to sleep. funny how time works

[aq2003]

there comes a beautiful time in life where i have to ask myselg th question, "did i accidentally project too hard onto the character that i only relate to a little bit and in doing so hugely missed this one entire aspect/interpretation of the characters . am i stupid"

[shopcat]

i think people forget why they even followed me and that's why i lose followers which is objectively pretty funny. i mean most people on here just run personal blogs ... well i'm sorry either way okay

[zahnffxiv]

hrothtober day 31: dawn!! thank you for accompanying me all this way!! it really means a lot to me!! here, let's take in the view together!! …have you enjoyed all the sights i've been able to show?? i hope you'll be able to join me for many more!!

[craycraybluejay]

Bruh I be having literally the worst urges and I feel bad that I don't feel bad at all. Like damn. Guess I'm really like that. Well, anyway.