#they keep the secret because they’re about the grind

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Every service worker in Gotham knows that Bruce Wayne is Batman because those are their only two customers who pay for a $2 coffee with $100 bills and say keep the change

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Johnnie Guilbert nsfw alphabet

not requested

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

he’s such a sweetheart when it comes to aftercare that sometimes he forgets to take care of himself. firm believer he keeps a bag of baby wipes near his bed which he’ll use to clean you up and he’ll make sure you know he loves and cares about you especially if he was being rough

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

he really likes your tits and thighs,this isn’t anything sexual but he loves how comfortable it is to lay on them when you two are together

he doesn’t have a favorite body part on himself,more so a thing. that thing happens to be his tattoos. he’s very proud of how good they look and how many he has

C = Cum (Anything to do with cum basically… I’m a disgusting person)

he’s so messy when it comes to cum. he’ll do it in the spot that’s most convenient which if you don’t want him to cum inside you is gonna be your stomach

I also think he cums a lot

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

he just wants a woman who can tell him what to do tbh,i don’t think he’s a complete sub but he definitely likes someone who will boss him around due to him being a little more introverted

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

he’s hooked up with girls a few times but has only had sex with a few of those girls I think that he can definitely read you easily and tell what kinks you have within the second or third time you guys fuck

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

very simple when it comes to positions,he likes missionary because of his intimate it can be. he also likes to watch you face contort at each movement his hips make

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

I don’t think so honestly,he usually gets too wrapped up in both you and his pleasure to even think about being funny

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

I feel like he randomly shaves it for no reason but if it’s not completely shaved he won’t care too much

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

he shows his intimacy outside the bedroom rather then in,he prefers to show you how much he loves you (which sometimes will be sex) rather then telling you he loves you in the moment during sex

J = Jack Off (Masturbation headcanon)

he jerks off about 3-4 times a week because he gets far too embarrassed to initiate any sort of sexual activity but this embarrassment fades the longer you two are together

K = Kink (One or more of their kinks)

he is a masochist and i am willing to die on this hill

Johnnie had been between your thighs pulling orgasm after orgasm out of you. your hands had been resting on top of his until the overstimulation started to kick in. your hands flew to his hair pulling on it softly as you moaned out his name not even noticing the way he would moan against your cunt with each tug of his hair

praise-he loves praising you as well we being praised. he also likes to apply ownership when he parises you meaning he’ll say “you’re doing so good for me” “you look so pretty on my cock” “don’t you love that i’m the only one who can fuck this pretty little cunt?”

impact play-i’m not sure if this is technically impact play but we’ll say it is. whenever he goes down on you he loves to slap your cunt if you disobey him. that’s honestly as far as he’ll go though,I can’t see him hitting you or anything like that

L = Location (Favourite places to do the do)

prefers a bed but he does enjoy fucking you in his gaming chair or maybe over his desk. did I mention his gaming chair? he would die if you rode him in his gaming chair

your hips had been grinding against Johnnie’s as he wrapped his arms around your waist while you rode him like your life depended on it. with his confidence growing,Johnnie moves his hands from your waist to your ass as he begins to move you the way he wants you to move on his cock

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

he adores seeing you in makeup,all he thinks about is how your mascara would run down your face as you give him head

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

he wouldn’t do anything like role play,it’s just not something he seems interested in

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

he looses all self respect the second you give him head,he’s more of a begger though and this also applies to giving you head he will beg and beg to eat you out and when he starts it’s almost impossible to get him to stop

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

definitely more slow but if he notices you want him do go faster then he happily will

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

not opposed to one but he’ll never ask you for one because he prefers to take his time with you,he does love how needy you become during quickies though

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

I think he would try anything about once but he makes sure the two of you talked about it before hand

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

maybe two? but he does last a while for the most part

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

he personally doesn’t use them and he wouldn’t mind if you used them but it might make him a little self conscious if you go to a toy rather then him

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

he doesn’t tease you too much other then maybe a crude joke here and there but nothing physical

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

he whimpers when he’s about to cum 100% but other then that he kinda just lets out shakey breaths/ groans or talks to you rather then moan but every now and then he’ll let out a couple moans

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

one time when he was giving you head he subconsciously started grinding into the bed but stopped himself before he came and he could’ve cried from him ruining his own orgasm

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

firm believer he has a skinny cock,not a small one but it’s skinny

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

for actual sex it’s pretty high now that he has a girlfriend,because now it’s just like the two of you can fuck whenever you want

Z = ZZZ (… how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

I don’t think he falls asleep after,he’ll usually do something on his phone or maybe watch a movie after he’s done taking care of you

[wegc]

All of this perv! Talk is getting me 🫠🤤

I love the way you write Chan but how do you think the other boys would be as pervs

I feel like Han would be the nastiest perv

Seungmin would be secret like taking upskirt photos and stuff

Minho would be possessive as hellll

But let me know what you think, doesn’t need to be a full think if you want just some thoughts

Love the work you put out, can’t wait for more!🧡

If it’s available can I be 🧡anon?

first of all, thank you so much🥹

and YES omg, i agree with you completely. jisung and minho (i think) would be the nastiest and would be the only two with absolutely no shame in what they’re doing (especially minho hehe).

jisung holds first place for panty stealing and shows no remorse when he encounters you looking for them! i can picture him purchasing a cute gift box that contains all your stolen underwear—articles of cotton and lace fabric messily shoved in there.

he also definitely takes photos of you in compromising positions and fists his little cock to them, moaning and whining loudly, with zero intent to secrete what he’s doing.

and seungmin taking up-skirt photos omg. he finds you so captivating when you’re dressed up girlishly, and skirts are his absolute favourite, not only because you look so lovely, but because you’re extra accessible. he can’t help but stand behind you, pretending to look for something as he takes quick photos of your covered cunt to keep for later (he prays one day that he’ll catch you naked under the skirt).

i can also see seungmin grinding his hard-on against your ass whenever you’re sitting on his lap, sighing and squeezing your hips firmly as you look behind to stare at him curiously.

minho would be so possessive, oh my gosh.

i can picture him trying to figure out your cellphone password in hopes of discovering nudes in there when you’re not around.

once he ultimately figures it out, he steals your phone as you’re sleeping and impatiently unlocks your hidden photos, his cock swelling upon uncovering hundreds of photos of your tits and cunt—photos of you in lingerie, videos of you fucking yourself—holy shit, he thinks, were you always such a fucking slut?

he immediately sends them to himself and deletes the chat afterwards to keep you from finding out.

after scrolling through all of your photos and having his fair share of pleasure jerking himself off to all of them, he looks through the rest of your phone late into dusk, dedicating hours to examining your messages, social media, etc. who just followed you? who did you just call?

he feels himself grow irritated with the number of men you speak to, not many to the average individual but enough for lee minho—you didn’t send any of them your nudes, right?

whatever, whether you did or didn’t, you certainly weren’t going to anymore—not when he’s blocking every single man he’s concerned about from your phone. he’ll confess to you soon anyway—you’re already his, as far as he’s concerned.

[obsolescent]

Leon S. Kennedy's NSFW Alphabet

Author’s Note: Went into depth with almost all of these lol, wanted to be thorough. Enjoy!

Leon’s SFW Headcanons

Content Warnings: Explicit sexual content, reader is kept gender neutral, cis!Leon, general discussion of sexual activities.

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

Helping you clean up, cuddling. He would be very affectionate, kissing you, telling you, “You did so good baby, took everything I gave you.”

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

I think he enjoys his arms quite a bit, likes seeing the muscles flex as he moves them around (mostly while he’s handling you). On you, your hands, how gentle they are, how they hold him close and cup his cheeks with such a softness. Loves seeing them wrapped around his cock, too.

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

He wouldn’t admit to it because he’s embarrassed by it, but loves seeing you covered cum. Loves going a few rounds, getting some in every hole and watching it leak out. Something about marking you as his satisfies a deep urge in him.

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

Has thought about sharing you. Thinking about seeing you get passed around and used by his friends, yeah.

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

He’s not that experienced actually! Due to his religious upbringing, he didn’t do much until he was older and shook some of that religious guilt off. He knows what he’s doing, though. He watched plenty of videos on how to pleasure someone. He’s a perfectionist at most everything he does, and pleasing someone right is a priority to him.

F = Favorite position

He’s a romantic sap, so any position where he can embrace you, whisper in your ear, kiss you. Positions like missionary, or when you sit on him and he can just hug you while you grind against him. Those are ideal for him!

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

Oh, for sure. He likes to make funny quips too, like: “Damn baby, gripping my shit like Loctite!” Once, he got hurt on a mission, and after fully healing, came to you and said, “Meat’s back on the menu.”

H = Hair (How well groomed are they? Does the carpet match the drapes? Etc.)

He usually keeps it well groomed. Due to missions, though, it does grow out. Has some hair but tries to keep it short as possible. He found that out the hard way one time, when he had to use the bathroom on a mission and got some hair caught in his zipper, ouch.

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

Leon’s very romantic, savoring your time together, working you up slowly. Whispering praises the whole time, running his hands down your body, massaging here and there.

J = Jack off (Masturbation headcanon)

He’s had that religious guilt hanging over his head, so it’s a reason why he didn’t do it often, but when that stiff breeze hits just right…Now with you, he can just have sex so he doesn’t see the point of it.

K = Kink (One or more of their kinks)

Breeding kink, I think we’re in agreement on that. Free use, he likes letting you use him for your own pleasure, he gets off on it too. Has come with no touch, just from you using his mouth.

L = Location (Favorite places to do the do)

Prefers yours or his place, and it could be wherever inside. The couch, floor, counter, table, shower, and of course the bed. 

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

Honestly? It doesn’t take much, not with you. Seeing your body turn a certain way, the slightest movements, have him clearing his throat and crossing his legs. Yelling at himself in his head to “Stop acting like a damn dog.”

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

Hurt you or use a weapon in the bedroom. He could slap your ass some, a firm grip around your neck, but that’s the extent he’s willing to go. Weapons are a hard limit, under no circumstances will he use one on you.

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

Loves to give and receive. Likes seeing you on your knees for him, also likes to be on his knees for you, too. As I said before, he’s done his research and perfected his skills, it’s definitely paid off. You’ve never been with someone as skilled as him with his mouth.

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

Slow and sensual, unless you want it fast and rough. Loves to please you, so whichever you’re wanting at the moment.

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

If he’s really worked up and under a time crunch, he doesn’t mind a quick fuck, making sure to get you off first, though, before himself.

R = Risk (Are they game to experiment? Do they take risks? Etc.)

Leon loves to try new things! Want to use a new toy you got? New position you saw online? He’s game, but I wouldn’t say risky. 

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

A few rounds, he doesn’t tire easily. He can last for a while. He likes to cum with you, so he can hold off on cumming until you do.

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

He hadn’t thought about getting toys for himself until he was with you. With how much fun you two have with toys, he has looked into getting some of his own. Uses them on you or himself, and he likes when you use them on him. 

U = Unfair (How much they like to tease)

Oh, sometimes he’s a menace. Can edge you for a long time, have you writhing and begging for him. He likes seeing you whiny, pleading with him to touch you more, “I know you want to touch me, please please baby, make me cum!” You know him so well. He finally gives in, not being able to hold himself back any longer.

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

Used to be quiet as a mouse, but now? Loud, whiny mess. Groaning and moaning your name, high pitch whines when it just feels “so goddamn good baby, don’t stop riding me.”

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

He’s pretty flexible, which is useful in the bedroom. “Fold me like a pretzel,” His favorite choice of words for when you’re doing something to him.

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

He’s fit due to the job, toned muscles, body littered with scars. He’s got a light dusting of hair on his chest, as well as a happy trail down to neatly trimmed pubic hair. He’s a grower, not a shower, at full hardness he’s around 7 inches, a bit on the thicker side.

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

Due to the stressful situations he’s usually in he doesn’t have much time to yearn or think about his sex drive, but when he’s home with you, anything you do can have him ready to go. Mentioned previously, it can be mundane as stretching, your shirt lifting to expose your stomach, and he starts growing hard.

Z = Zzz (How quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

He won’t fall asleep until things are cleaned up, toys put away, and he’s holding you in his arms. 

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I think Joel and Miguel will be into sucking tits for hours not sexual just because they like the feeling of it while you gently caress their hair

for sure. absolutely. of course.

i think after a long hard day they’d need it so bad but i think they’d both be too shy or scared to ask for it.

18+ MDNI

maybe if mig had a really bad day he’ll ask you to “hold him” but you know what he really wants.

with Miggy the positioning is you in his lap, with his face buried in your chest. he probably doesn’t look at you that much because he’s embarrassed and cus he gets too focused on suckling from you that he doesn’t even realize how much time has passed. you both have fallen asleep like that many times

but joel? i don’t think he’d ever say anything. he’d just be sad in the corner until you call him over with a knowing smile.

also with Joel the position is him laying next to you with his head in your lap, your stroking his hair and looking down to him. he’s probably staring at you the whole time with so much love and adoration you feel like you could burst

i also think that they’d need it a lot when they’re sick but that’s just because they both turn into big babies. so they don’t need it but they REALLY want it.

those are the times that it turns sexual.

for Joel I think he’d be secretive about it, a little embarrassed that he told you he needed it to feel better but now all he wants it to fuck you— you’d be able to see it in his eyes though. they’d get hazy as he falls into the ocean of arousal he’s getting but then widen slowly as he realizes he’s getting hard. his gaze into your eyes would become more intense in an attempt to keep your eyes on his. and let’s say you realize but decided not to make it known, you just keep staring into his eyes as if you haven’t noticed. his face probably begins to contort, a little bit in pleasure, a bit in pin until he gives in and just trails your hand from his chest down to his bulge and you get the privilege of watching his eyes roll back as you add pressure

and our little loveboy miggy?

he’d be a little embarrassed at his arousal but he knows you understand and you definitely don’t mind. so he would just start grinding up into you. groaning and whimpering into your chest while holding you down in his lap. you’d be able to feel him smirking against your chest and your pliancy. he’d probably cum like that, way too desperate to let you get up to take anything off. also i think the closer he gets to cumming, the messier his mouth gets. so you’re left with him drooling, slobbering all over your chest while rutting up into you like there’s no tomorrow. he’d only detach from your chest to look at your face as he cums

I GOT CARRIED AWAY

[angeldahlias]

virgin!peeta who cannot even fathom how you guys are dating because you’re like a perfect angel, nothing makes him cum harder than imagining it’s your hand wrapped around his dick. virgin!peeta who takes any chance he can to makeout with you, pulling you into closets and empty rooms any second he can get because he simply cannot get enough of you. virgin!peeta who loves to leave hickeys on your neck and chest because it makes him so happy to have a reminder to himself and everyone else that you’re his, absolutely loves that you wear them with pride and will tell anyone that asks that your boyfriend gave them to you. virgin!peeta who fucking whimpers when you grind down on him during a particularly steamy makeout session, he feels like all the air has been knocked out of him and it takes everything in him to keep kissing you. virgin!peeta who is absolutely obsessed with your tits the second you tell him he can touch them, he moves his hickeys lower and hides them under your shirt now, a secret only the two of you know about. virgin!peeta who’s an absolute flustered mess when you start palming him through his jeans while the two of you are watching a movie, doesn’t know how to function while you’re sat beside him acting like nothing is happening. virgin!peeta who can’t take it anymore and turns your face to kiss him, begging for more when you scold him and say you’re trying to watch. virgin!peeta who goddamn near cums the second you take him into your mouth, a moaning mess as you sloppily jerk him off while teasing him about the sinful noises he’s making. virgin!peeta who about cries when you deny his orgasm, asking why you won’t let him cum telling you how he’s been so good for you. virgin!peeta who grips your hips like they’re the only thing keeping him tethered to this earth as you sink down on his length, moaning about how you’re so fucking tight. virgin!peeta who tells you that you can’t move yet because he’ll cum right then, and who thinks he’s gone to heaven when you start moving. virgin!peeta who’s breath comes in gasps when you start kissing his neck telling him to wait just a little bit longer so the two of you can cum together. virgin!peeta who’s not a virgin anymore and is the happiest man in the world, refusing to pull out even after you’ve both cum because this is the best feeling he’s ever experienced and he’ll be damned if he lets it go so soon.

[mrssoapmactavish]

do re mi, abc – steve harrington

this entire blog is 18+. minors dni. shoo.

this entire post is nsfw. no minors. none. i don't want to see you here. go read something else, shoo!

the title should (hopefully) make it a bit more obvious. nothing gets the girlies going like a nsfw alphabet!! these are all my hot takes, so if you don't like 'em, i can't hear you (:

a = aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

steve harrington is an angel. an affectionate motherfucker. after sex before sex and during sex, he's full of love and he's nothing but a sweetheart. asks you if you need a snack, water, cleans you up– but not before holding you against his chest for a solid 10+ minutes. shit, there have been times you guys take a little nap together all curled up. he'll take the best care of you, though; running you a bath if you're sore afterwards and throwing towels into the dryer so they're warm and fluffy for you, ordering food if you're too hungry for a snack but too tired to cook, and making sure the bed is tidied and made so you can lounge together and be little home bodies, which is something he only recently realized he adores with you.

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

as much as people know him as steve "the hair" harrington, he's a big fan of his hands. not just because he likes them, but he knows you like them. the way you'll stare when he's handing you a coffee, when he's had to manipulate that bat of his, the way you fluster when he's setting his hand on your thigh while he drives. the biggest and his most favorite thing about his hands, though, is how useful they are in regards to you. how would he be able to hold your hands if he didn't have any? how would he bring you flowers, coffees, treats, things that remind you of him? how would he lift you up to fuck you in the shower? when it comes to you, as much as he wants to act like he's just some man easily swayed by something like your boobs– not that he's not, he could stare at them for days, anytime you guys are about to argue and he sees them it just turns into sex instead– his favorite part of you is your neck. it should be obvious, really with how he'll give it hickies for days, he'll mash his face into the crook of your neck to provide you both comfort, the way he treats it so tenderly when you ask him so nicely to wrap his hand around it. it's the home of your vocal chords, and there's no sound he loves more than the sound of your voice, so he worships the place it originates from, obviously!

c = cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

in the beginning of your relationship, steve tries to stay normal about this. he'll keep it safe, wrap it up and toss away the condom, an occasional load on your tongue if you've got your lips wrapped around him and won't let go, the odd time or two he missed you so dearly that the first kiss back had him cumming in his pants. now, later in your relationship and later into his development from carefree teen to tired babysitter and grown man, that greatly changes. he's embarrassed at first, to tell you that he doesn't see himself with anyone other than you. getting over that? it's a slippery slope to raw-dogging it. it's also at this time the two of you get far more comfortable; he loves when you soak his face, arm, pelvis, chest the first time he let you grind against his jungle of curls. he also loves to do the same to you, always promising and following through to clean you up after, whether it's on your thighs, stomach, just ontop of your folds, your chest, back. the first time he doesn't manage to pull out in time, though? let's just say steve discovers something new about himself. he always knew he wanted to be a dad, as many little harringtons as you'd allow him. he never thought you using that against him as dirty talk would have him going round after round in the hopes that maybe, oh maybe, it would take.

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

steve is very open about many things. you adore his lack of filter from his very obvious puppydog nature, and he never quite understands why people would hide these kinds of things. one thing he will take to the grave, however, is he knows where all your pairs of panties are going. the black lace ones you just bought that seem to have vanished in the washing machine? you'd never suspect your sweet stevie to be the culprit, you'd just assume he was being polite and the sweetest boy, offering to do the laundry this week. you know full well it's him, it's why you've gone from buying expensive pairs of nice underwear to getting slightly cheaper, so that when your stevie slips it off of you and it's never seen again, you're only down 10-15 dollars instead of 40. he can't help it, he excuses it as nothing but unwaivering love for you. how much and how greatly he feels about you effects him all the time, even leaving him to jack off holding your pretty little panties against his cock as he strokes it when you haven't been around much.

e = experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

steve harrington is well-experienced in hook-up culture. he can fuck and chuck like a professional athlete. staying long enough that domesticity is sexy, though? a whole new ball-game for him. the longest relationship he's had was with nancy, and we all know how that ended. he's not used to being at a point in a relationship where he can say that, yes, the idea of fucking a kid into you is so unbelievably hot. give him time, give him safety, and make sure steve feels loved and appreciated.

f = favorite position (this goes without saying)

steven harrington, the man that you are. he adores you, wants nothing more than to look you in the eyes, watch your face contort whenever he does something new or fucks you a little deeper. anything with you two looking each other in the eyes is his favorite, missionary the standard, a cowgirl here and now to mix things up. his absolute favorite, though? it has to be those times when your legs go from around his waist to your legs going over his shoulders, calves on either side of his head, caged in underneath him. you'd called it something weird, a mating press or something along the likes, and he doesn't care to know the name. all that matters is he swears to hell, heaven, and beyond that he can watch himself bulge in that pleasant little expanse of skin that shields your insides, can feel the gummy kiss of your cervix against his tip, and god the sight of you falling apart when he gets you both oriented like this.

g = goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

while steve is a mostly silly guy, he tries to keep things serious in the bedroom. sure, he'll say something a little teasing that'll make you smile and giggle, maybe something that even earns a full-on laugh that he normally utilizes to press his girth inside of you. but overall? he's stone-cold serious. we've seen how intimate this man is (which i'll touch more on later), so keeping the vibe all about how much he loves and cares about you, adores making you feel good– that's the goal! there have been times though, don't get me wrong, where there are goofs that basically make the whole rest of the moment a gigglefest. the time you guys broke your bed? hilarious! steve felt a mixture of guilt and overwhelming pride knowing he– literally– rocked your world so well he broke your bed, so he offered to foot the bill for a new bed, even helping set it up and test it out. the time he nearly dropped you in the shower? not as funny when it happened, but afterwards you still refuse to let him lift you against the tile.

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

this is another demonstration of steve's growth as a person. closer to his king steve days– when he was still pretty active on the swim team and all, mind you– he was pretty close to completely shaven. sure, he kept it just neat and trimmed down below the belt with a thin little happy trail, but that's it. now when it comes to his starcourt days, as he let his chest hair start to grow out, he did the same all the way down. it got a little ridiculous at one point– he was mortified when you got a pube in your throat and nearly threw up because it just wouldn't dislodge itself– but that was enough for him to know you love that steve prefers leaning closer to natural. nowadays? that man has a happy trail to drive you crazy, he keeps it as neat and tidy as he can near his dick without cutting himself but it's still got something there. he heard someone say it was a sign of masculinity somewhere, never really could get back to the entire bare-naked routine.

i = intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

okay. this is the fun part. we all know steve is a hand-holder during sex, that he's got chronic cling problems, and that he's nothing but a golden retriever in a human form. but it's so much worse because you return it, actively seeking him out whenever. hell, the first time you told him you loved him, he was balls deep! it's no wonder sex gets him all mushy with you; every time he sees that blissed-out look on his face, he's reminded of the fact that, yes, there are women out there who love him, and you're the one who loves him the most!

j = jack off (masturbation headcanon)

steve doesn't have the highest drive. i know, that's like sacrilege to say, but he really isn't he likes the touch of someone else. sure, if you left him right and riled before you're going off to work he'll quicky rub one out thinking about just how much he's gonna return the favour later after his own shift. but mainly? he prefers to get horny, seek you out, and rock your world for some time, then just get right back to life as if nothing happened. now. as mentioned in the dirty secret section, he's a little panty thief. consider this the only non-emergent exception to steve's iron-will. if he's got a pair of your panties handy, he'll need enough time to basically wear those out. he'll be exhausted and not very good at hiding what he's been doing– a big reason for why he's not a big fan of giving himself a tug– and the only shred of decency he has is the fact that he knows to keep his little tools hidden.

k = kink (one or more of their kinks)

praise kink. this should be a given, the man will whimper so pretty for you if you tell him just how good he's doing at making sure you won't be able to walk at work tomorrow. free-use. it takes a long time to drag this out of him, and it also happens entirely accidentally. you were just trying to wake him up on his birthday with some breakfast-and-head (he still hates that you won't just be normal and stick to breakfast in bed, but the name always has a little smile on his face), but god the way he moaned for you because you were just going for him, unprompted. needless to say, it started quite the conversation. hair-pulling. come on. look at that fluffy crown atop his head! give it a tug at those beautiful brown roots, watch him have to stop his thrusts for a minute so he just lose all composure and piston into you until you cry. breeding kink. there is no good goddamn way in hell you can have sex with this man without him letting loose inside you. if you don't? god, the whimpers that leave that man's lips. "baby, please, did so good for you-" "honey, sweetheart, please, y'killing me here-" "please, i'll clean you out after, just can't stop, you're so good to me" bondage. this is a post-starcourt development. he's still scared and felt out of control about being tied, beaten, tortured. it was actually recommended to him by a therapist to explore that, to regain control however he can, help himself slowly get over that. so when steve's felt especially out of sorts, you two will set some time aside, plan something out, usually with him in fuzzy cuffs with a safeword in place. it's really the trust that gets him going, but the fact that he has to put his pleasure entirely in your hands and you just run with it, it makes him lose his mind in the best way possible.

l = location (favorite places to do the do)

call him old-fashioned, but he mostly prefers to keep anything going on between you two with clothes off to happen at home, in either his or your bed. that's not to say you two don't have a habit of going at it whenever you both feel like it. you've done it in the back of his beamer, his pool, the shower multiple times, the backroom of scoops ahoy (a one-time venture, you nearly froze the skin on your back off being held up against the walk-in for that long), the backroom of family video (robin can't prove it, but she knows it happened), even a few parties when you were both still in school. the best place in his mind, though? eddie's van. he had no idea why his backseats were soaked, and that was alllll you.

m = motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

all alone, steve is more focused on romance and intimacy. sure, he gets a stiffy now and again, but he can mostly ignore it if he's not entirely in the mood. with you, though? the man is a live-wire, a cherry bomb– only a moment's notice away from cracking into flames, burning you with that fiery adoration. you're smiling at him? he's got last night on his mind, when that same smile was what triggered sloppy, messy, yet oh so tender sex. that pretty little sundress you've got on? the flashes of skin have him feeling like a pubescent teen again, all worked up. you being good with the kids? god, he can already picture you down the line, a little harrington in your arms while he makes breakfast, now he's hard and he needs you. basically, you turn him on in general. it's hard for him to not get all excited when you are around, so tender, perfect.

n = no (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

degradation. steve is a sweetheart, already having more than enough problems with his parents, so please don't give him more. even if it's supposed to be hot– he can understand that lots of people are into that, really, but he can't grasp it for himself– it just makes him all insecure and ruins the time for him. just stay nice and sweet, just for him. inflicting pain on you. anything above a smack on your ass or– more recently– a hand on your neck is a no. he could never hurt you, seeing you in pain triggers his protective instincts and kills his vibe entirely. threesome. this one is a bit trickier, a little more of a gray area, but it's still enough to make steve uncomfy. he won't entertain the idea of bringing in another girl– he doesn't need more hands on him other than yours, that's more than enough for him– but he has, sheepishly, thought before about expanding his trust just enough to let a friend in at some point. the closest he'd gotten to accepting this as a reality was when you and him were stoned with robin and eddie, robin had run off to the house phone to call vickie, and eddie had been telling you– who had been so nicely playing with steve's hair and made him so drowsy you assumed he was asleep– that he'd never slept with anyone before. sure, he knew eddie had a reputation of being a freak, but with the growing kinship and the deep trust and understanding he started to feel for the other boy, he genuinely considered asking eddie if he'd want to give it a try with you two. he never got the balls to say it, though, but it still sits in his mind sometimes.

o = oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

king steve would never consider going between a girl's legs. he believes in the toxic male stigma, that women are just around for a man's pleasure. after nancy, his mind changes slightly, but with the long time apart he changes. now, though? steve harrington is a munch. he doesn't know if it's just because he loves the reactions he gets out of you– you get so loud and you pull his hair and your legs get hooked over his shoulders and it makes him feel so strong, not to mention he loves when he makes you feel so good you squirt and he gets a physical show of how good he did– or if it's because it's you, but he just adores it. (you know exactly why: steve harrington is a man of unwaivering service. he loves you, and he'll do whatever he can to show you that. plus you also know he just loves the way you taste, so he won't say no if you ask nicely. he's also whined about wanting to taste you before, so you know he actually enjoys it, but won't point it out to embarass him.) in regards to receiving, he won't say no if you offer, but he's not going to be an asshole and ask/demand you to suck him off. he doesn't mind being woken up with your lips around him, but he won't wake you up to handle his morning wood. he enjoys it, sure, but not enough that it takes precedence over fucking you, so he won't necessarily choose it openly.

p = pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

harrington is a very versatile man. that being said, he can do either or; he can fuck you like your lives depend on it (he can manage a quickie, or his jealous streak flaring up means he's got to pound you till your mascara's running from your pretty tears in the bathroom of the hideout), or make the sweetest, gentlest love of all time to you (nearly every time the upside-down gets him hurt or in danger, you two take the chance to affirm each other of the unrelenting love shared by the two of you).

q = quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

while it's entirely possible, steve prefers not to do quickies often. sure, they've happened between the two of you before (see above, also at his work, your work, between picking up and dropping off the party of gremlins), but he prefers getting to take his time with you, slowly work you open and fuck you until you fall apart, then put you back together with all his love and tenderness.

r = risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

the more steve risks his life trying to save hawkins and protect the kids, the less he cares about considering things 'risky'. fucking you bareback? psh, he nearly died from those bats, it pales in comparison. that being said, there are certain things he contemplates longer before actually trying it. one big thing is the whole idea of pegging. sure, he's heard some great things about it, even seen a couple decent pornos of it when he sneaks them from work, but the idea still spooks him; he's not sure how it would feel for him, whether he'd like it or not, how you'd react to the idea, etcetera etcetera.

s = stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

'big boy' harrington isn't necessarily booksmart, but he's keen enough to know himself. he can go 1-2 rounds himself before he gets overstimulated and the aching throb of his cock starts to hurt more than it feels good (another thing he'll think about exploring one day with you, but definitely not soon), so he gets you handled first. if he doesn't have you falling apart 5-6 times when you guys have sex, he's disappointed in himself and convinced he did a poor job. reassure him that yes, he's doing amazing, he needs to take it easy on himself.

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

he'd never really thought about toys before you came around and introduced him to them. sure, the cuffs are a given (see kinks) and he knows lots of girls your age have vibrators, but when you two settle into something more serious than just a casual fling, he's letting himself warm up to the idea of them being more prevalent. things like you holding that wand vibrator of yours against your clit while he's fucking into you drives him crazy, the one time you held it between his hard cock and his balls when you were giving him head made him see stars; hell, even watching you ride that pink silicone cock had him clawing the walls like an animal! as soon as he starts getting comfortable with you using them on him, he starts going out of his way to buy things he'd find fun. they start simple enough at first; cheesy bachelorette party gifts like edible underwear, sex dice, blindfolds. eventually though, he gets things like flavoured lubes, sensory balms, gags... he starts going a little wild, to the point where he's been given a monthly budget for these kinds of splurges so he doesn't go too overboard. he's a curious man who just loves the hell outta you, let him indulge in all the weird things he sees and finds neat ):

u = unfair (how much they like to tease)

steve's a stubborn, impatient man. he can handle teasing only so long; both giving and recieving. it's like a time bomb, a countdown of restraint before he gives in, relenting to whatever carnal desires the two of you will be indulging in.

v = volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

again, another instance of development; king steve would never be caught dead making noise in the sack. he's of that toxic mindset that he should be silent, only hearing his girl, and that it's just a fuck-and-done thing. the new and improved steve, though? god. i cannot even begin to explain this without going feral. it starts simple enough; he'll growl, huff, puff, groan here and there. he'll even moan for you if you get him worked up or sensitive enough! later down the line when he realizes you're it for him, he gets a little more lucid. he'll start to whine for you if he's needy, even whimpering so pretty, and you really can't get him to shut up. he can start quiet, but most of the time you two have to usually shut each other up with a liplock, otherwise you will most definitely get caught or a noise complaint. he's not even ashamed; he knows you love it, so as long as you're not too mean about him being loud, he'll continue to do so unashamed and unabashedly.

w = wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

steve doesn't need to see you in lingerie. most of it he finds tacky and overboard– sure, there's a few sets you've tried on before that have him gaping at you like a fish out of water, but those instances can be counted on two hands– and it's just more he has to take off of you. he does love you in as little as possible, though; his sweatshirt and panties? he's hard as a rock. a pretty sundress? he's got his hand on your knee and slowly working up. don't get him started on the mini skirts you wear to parties with no panties on underneath, or when you do wear them and take them off during the night to slip into his hand.

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

steve harrington has a big dick. whether that's long and average width, or average length and girthy i'm not sure, but it's big. you've gotta be stretched open and worked properly, can't just go sticking it in and breaking you, now, can he? it's also got a nice little upwards curve to it, something that your gag reflex doesn't love, but god does it hit all the right spots inside you so much easier. we've all seen steve's arms, too, so you just know that he's got some pretty veins to it. not too much, just a few small ones up and down, but one large and pronounced vein on the underside that pulses so prettily when he's worked up. he's got some big, heavy balls too, ones that are extra sensitive, even just little touches have him writhing and gasping for air. i also like to picture that his dick, much like that mane of hair, is uncut. au naturel, as the french would say.

y = yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

steve had an average-for-a-teen-boy sex drive back in his king days. now? he's a little more mellowed out. that's a total fucking lie, this man would easily fuck you all day if he could. he's just so full of love and adoration and you wreck him, so it's only fair he does the same to you! he'll settle with whatever you give him, though, as long as you know he loves you beyond anything else.

z = zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

this is another generalization: most of the time, he'll stay awake until you fall asleep. if you won't, whether it's because it was a quickie or you have something to do, he'll stay up with you, just being lazier because of all his expended energy. now, when the exception applies, treasure it. there's nothing sweeter to the eyes than a sleeping steve harrington, conked out after a passionate encounter, hair all mussed up as he snores softly against the pillows, breathing all peaceful and tanned skin littered with hickies from your pretty lips.

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Fem!Simon NSFW Alphabet

I really wanted to do one of these for fem!Simon, purely because I have a lot of ideas. I'll be doing a SFW version as well in the coming days! (And as always, feel free to send me an ask if you'd like me to elaborate on any of this).

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

Fem!Simon is... quiet. She'll dutifully take care of you, make sure you're properly fed and hydrated, and clean you up. She'll even change the bedding if need be. But all the while, she doesn't say much. Especially in the early days of you sleeping together, she gets a little in her own head.

If given the choice, she prefers to take a bath or shower with you after sex. She'll wash you, hold you, and just wait until the water's cold. Ask her where her mind goes sometime, and she may just give you an answer besides a small smile and a kiss.

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

For herself, she's pretty proud of her biceps. She lifts regularly, and she finds the activity relaxing. As a kid, she always wished she was bigger. Stronger. And now, she finally feels like she is.

On you, it's a solid tie between your thighs and your breasts. I've spoken a bit about it before, but Simon constantly has a hand on your titties if she can manage it. Not even necessarily in a sexual manner (most of the time, anyway), just because she thinks they feel nice.

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

If she can get you to squirt, she's over the moon. She won't pressure you, and she never wants you to feel bad if you can't do it (her primary concern is making sure you come, regardless of whether or not you squirt, and she knows not everyone can do it. After all, she herself can't).

But if you can? Goddamn if that doesn't really get her going. She gets a little feral with it, begging you to do it again, doing everything she can to make sure it happens.

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

She's too embarrassed to admit it, but there's one thing she feels like she "missed out on" as a teen, and that's messy makeout sessions on the couch. Straddle her lap, grind down, and let her taste into your mouth. Even better if she can slip one hand into your pants.

One thing she'd like to ask you for is for her to watch while you touch yourself. Truthfully, it's mostly so she can know exactly how you like it, but she's apprehensive about asking for it, because it makes her feel like a bit of a creep (and she has a hard time keeping her hands to herself when it comes to you).

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

She's got some, but not as much as you'd probably think. She didnt date as a teen/young adult (she hadnt come to terms with her sexuality yet and she didnt date boys/men), and there wasnt much time for such things after she joined the military.

After she was captured and tortured in Mexico, she became mostly sex-adverse, and this didn't really change until she met you. It took a lot of time, patience, and understanding for her to work up to sex, and even then it was more giving than receiving.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

She has two: one with her strap, and one without. With her strap, fem Simon tends to go for standard missionary - it gets her close to you, lets her grind right against your clit, and gives her front-row access to all those pretty faces and sounds you make. She's a simple woman.

Without her strap, she's fond of using her fingers or a vibrator. Her preferred position for this is with you on your back, and her on her side next to you. She'll usually have one arm beneath your head while her free hand works you to your orgasm.

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

I wouldn't say she's super humorous, but she does like to keep things lighthearted. She'll crack jokes if the situation calls for it, or give you those soft, smitten smiles you've come to associate with her.

There are times when she gets a little too in her own head. During these, she's more serious. Like she's trying to memorize everything about you (she is). These usually happen more when she's been away for a lengthy period of time, or if her op didn't go as smoothly as it should have.

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

She doesn't shave. Anywhere. She may trim her pubic hair if it starts getting in the way, but she doesn't trim too close. She just doesn't see the point - shaving would take up time she usually doesn't have, and shaved pussy kinda squicks her out if she's completely honest.

If you shave, she's not gonna tell you to stop, but if you ask her what she likes best, she'll be honest: full bush.

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

She's incredibly intimate. She views sex as sort of an ultimate display of trust - something she unfortunately has in short supply with just about everyone but you. So she acts accordingly. Her guilty pleasure is creating the right atmosphere; she's a sucker for the "low lights, lit candles" type of aesthetic.

And, even though she prefers to use her actions instead of her words to show it, she really does love you. She takes your wants and desires into account no matter the situation, but especially in bed. She wants you to feel good, and she wants to make sure you're satisfied.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

Honestly, she doesn't masturbate too much. Her drive is fairly low to begin with, and truthfully she would much prefer to involve you in the process somehow. If she's been away for a while and will be for a while more, she'll take care of her own needs, but it's not a common occurrence.

When she does jerk off, it's a quick affair. She knows her body, and she knows how to get it done and over with, so to speak. She rarely takes time to touch herself anywhere but her pussy, and skips most "self-foreplay" behaviors.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

Body worship and praise are huge for her. The woman treats you like royalty anyway, but especially do in the bedroom. She loves everything about you and your body, and she loves showing it. This is more giving than receiving though. It takes her some time to not feel intrinsically uncomfortable receiving praise like that.

For herself, she enjoys edging quite a bit. She feels like it makes the ensuing orgasm that much stronger, plus there's the added benefit of prolonging sex altogether. She doesn't keep track of specific time or edging attempts, she just goes based on how she's feeling.

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

She's a simple woman, she prefers the bed. There's plenty of room, privacy, and it's comfortable. She won't turn you down if you wanna go a round on the couch or somewhere else, but if you give her the choice, she's hoisting you up and carrying you to bed.

There have been times when you two haven't quite made it there though, and have wound up on the floor. She'd be lying if she said those times didn't scratch a specific itch for her; there's just something about how primal and needy it was that tends to get her going now when she thinks back on it.

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

Talk to her. Tell her point-blank that you want her, talk about what you want to do to her (or have her do to you), and she's at your mercy. Bonus points if you lean in and murmur it in her ear - she'll never admit it, but her ears are extremely sensitive.

She also loves it when you get a little bold. Sit on her lap, initiate sex, whatever that looks like for you, and she gets the message real quick. Simon doesn't quite realize it, but she does get off a bit on seeing/hearing how much you want her.

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

She's not gonna hurt you or degrade you. She'll give you hickies and may give you some spanks, but not enough to make you sore or leave lasting marks. No matter how much you ask for it, she's not doing it. This goes double for things like cnc, just because of her own trauma.

Also, she refuses to be tied up or blindfolded. She'll hold her hands and arms still in certain positions if you ask her to, and she'll close her eyes, but she needs to be able to move around and see what's going on.

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

Definitely prefers giving over receiving, just because she can never get enough of you. She won't turn you down if you ask to eat her out, or at least, most of the time, she won't. she does sometimes shy away from the idea of anyone touching her just because of past trauma.

At first, she was a bit clumsy, having gotten most of her education on the matter from porn (and let's face it, that is a piss-poor sex ed medium). But after some time, patience, and instruction, she nails it. Very, very talented tongue on that woman.

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

She can do either, though it highly depends on the situation. Most times, she prefers to be slow and sensual. She likes to take her time, likes to map you out and discover new ways to make you feel good. The woman worships you, what can I say.

However, there are times where she gets a bit more rough. This is usually if she's super pent-up, or still high on adrenaline for one reason or another. This is when she'll take you hard and fast - she knows your body, and by god she's gonna make it sing for her.

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

Not often, but she won't turn one down if you come to her all needy and begging. Otherwise (as stated in letter P), she likes to take her time. But if one of you just can't handle the slow touches and gentle teasing, and if you've been teasing the other one all evening, it's gonna be a quicker session.

Fem Simon will readily admit that quickies have their place, and can be a good way to let off some steam if you've got other plans. But if given the choice, she much prefers those longer lie-ins with you instead.

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

She's game to experiment for sure. She's always up to try new positions, new acts, etc. (Provided they don't conflict with any of her "Nos" from letter N). She doesn't want you to feel embarrassed about asking for what you want, and if it's something she's not comfortable with, she'll just let you know.

As for risks, it depends on the type of risk. She really doesn't want to risk any sort of exposure for the two of you, so stuff like semi-public sex is a no-go. She also doesn't want to do anything that carries any sort of significant risk to your physical or mental health. Anything else though, you can convince her to try at least once.

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

Usually its just one round, but by God Simon makes the most of it. She's got stamina like you wouldn't believe, and she puts it to very good use. Strap game is immaculate, and thanks to her SAS and sniper training, she's excellent at staying laser-focused for long periods of time.

When she's really in the mood and you two have enough time to spare, that one round can stretch for hours. After all, just one orgasm doesn't mean she's done. And it definitely doesn't mean you're done. Not if she has anything to say about it.

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

Fem Simon definitely owns toys. A couple vibrators (namely a bullet vibe and a wand) and a strap, to be precise. She's definitely down to use them, both on you and herself.

Mostly, she likes to pair them with other sexual acts. Using her fingers in you plus a vibrator on your clit, using the strap while she paws at your breasts, that sort of thing.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

She teases a moderate amount. She likes to keep things light, so naturally she's kind of a jerk about it lol. She likes pretending she doesn't know why you're whining "please" or bucking your hips, telling you to use your words. It has the bonus effect of getting you that much more worked up before she really gets to it.

Simon doesn't mind some teasing at her expense, either. It helps keep things interesting, she thinks. She doesn't want sex to become some formulaic step-by-step thing, so she's down for some good-natured teasing as you try and push her into taking over.

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

Fem Simon is relatively quiet. Her voice is soft, and the loudest she'll get is a long, drawn-out groan when she comes. Other than that, she tends to keep her voice low, just because most of the time she's laser-focused on all the pretty sounds you're making.

As for what sounds she makes, there's a lot of groans, heavy breaths, and quiet moans. If she's not talking, that is. A lot of the time, she's giving you soft praises and telling you how good you're being for her.

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

Fem Simon prefers clitoral stimulation over most forms of penetration. She'd much rather eat you out or use a small bullet vibe on your clit than use any sort of dildo or whatnot. Not for any particular reason, other than she just finds external stimulation better (and she's one of the majority of women who can't orgasm from penetration alone).

She did once have a dream where you were under her desk in her on-base office eating her out while she did reports, and quietly kept going while Price wandered in to ask her something about a recent op. She woke up completely soaked and the neediest she'd been in a long time.

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

As previously stated, she doesn't shave. There's gonna be hair. As for the actual anatomy, most of it is hidden beneath her labia majora, unless she's got her legs spread. A dark pink color that gets more red as she gets aroused.

A solid B-cup for her breasts. Uses a sports bra most of the time (unless she just goes without, which is equally likely), and wouldn't be caught dead wearing anything with an underwire.

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

Truthfully, it's fairly low. Sometimes it ticks up (usually if she's had a particularly rough workout or is fresh back from deployment), but otherwise she's more apt to enjoy simply spending time in your presence. There are some sure-fire ways to get her going though (see letter M).

She is more prone to being horny when she's ovulating too. About a week or so after her period ends, it's not unusual for her to wake you up with teasing touches and hushed whispers of how badly she wants you.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

Depends on how... intense things get. On an average day, it takes her a bit to fall asleep (mostly because she's more worried about getting you comfortable and taken care of).

If she's come back from the gym or an op on an adrenaline high though, she's out like a light. Once she spends time working out the energy buzz, she knocks out. Twice as fast if you get her to lay her head on your chest while you run a hand through her hair.

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re8 as classical music

badly explained cause its 2am and i dont know musical terms.

Btw if anyone has any notes or other songs that would fit them id love to see it-

Ethan: Tchaikovsky - Marche Slave

Slow start, Ethan is unknowingly ensnared in a trap. As he realizes the danger Rose (and himself) are in the song becomes tragic and determined. Fastpaced strings, frantic beats —like prey escaping from predator— keeps escalating into something more and more insurmountable. A hopeful jingle is heard as Ethan finds out he can still save his daughter. A heroic theme plays as he overcomes the horrors despite it all (a sense of control over the situation is marked by highpitched anxious flutes superimposed by a deep stable horn). Then comes the first faceoff with Miranda who taunts him and Ethan’s tragic hero theme comes to a grinding halt as his heart gets pulled out of his chest. The drums pick up again and the little soldier is off to his final battle.

Mia: Claude Debussy - Clair De Lune

Sadly the real Mia doesn’t appear much. In the Winters home, Ethan writes that Mia doesn’t want to talk about what they went through in Louisiana, which leaves him with a lot of questions unanswered. In the flashback where she desperately tries reaching out saying ‘𝘺𝘰𝘶 matter’, she still can’t help keeping secrets- maybe out of fear that Ethan wouldn’t let it go (being extremely persistent) and they’d never return to normal. The song is heartbreaking and sad as she struggles coming to terms with the guilt and grief over what she’s done and what the one she loves went through because of it. On a last somber note, her child, who takes after her father both in looks and unresolved powers, is all she has left.

Rose: Saint-Saëns - Le Cygne

A little girl whos only ever known unconditional, all encompassing love. Even before her birth, it was known that her life would be full of uncertainty. Though stolen away for possessing powers she’s not even aware of yet, she continues to live and provide a beacon of hope for her family.

Chris: Richard Wagner - Ride of the Valkyries

Comes in the dead of night and rains hell on the Winters home. In his eyes, he’s doing the right thing, but has made himself the villain to the one he was trying to protect (victorious trumpets superimposed by high fearful strings). The transport gets intercepted by Miranda and the music falls. Once Chris finally explains himself to Ethan they’re allowed a brief bit of victory (steadier horn) as their combined efforts take down Miranda’s last line of defense (Heisenberg). In the end, Chris has to live with the victory of taking down the megamycete, the guilt and grief over Ethan’s death/sacrifice, and the troubling news from BSAA. A tainted victory.

Alcina: Tchaikovsky - Swan Lake

Appears first as a noble elegant socialite. She’s at the height of her power, owns a castle and three daughters and believes herself to be Miranda’s favorite. It’s business as usual, calm serene music. Suddenly an outsider has made his way into her home, killing her daughters one by one. She reaches out to Miranda, who only cares about the stupid ceremony, and realizes everything she knew was a lie. Anger and frustration builds. The music deepens, falls and rises again as she transforms, tries taking revenge on Ethan and fails, having lost everything in one evening.

Bela, Cassandra, Daniela: Rimsky Korsakov - Flight of the Bumblebee

Self explanatory. Hurried, manic and playful.

Donna: Tchaikovsky - Dance of the Sugar Plum Fairy

Entrancing but with eerie insidious undertones. Fitting for the childlike dollmaker and her little porcelain friends. Ends with a fast and chilling theme for the twisted game of hide and seek

Moreau: Edvard Grieg - Hall of the Mountain King

Quiet, lumbering and slow. Ethan takes the Rose flask back easily; threatened with losing Mother Miranda it very quickly escalates as panic sets in and Moreau throws everything he has at him. The music swells and ends with a bang.

Karl: Aram Khachaturian - Masquerade Suite

A bold start. Right from the beginning he exudes arrogance, charisma and danger. He plays nice in front of Miranda with a waltz that picks up in intensity when putting Ethan through his first gauntlet. Then the tone gets deeper and quieter for a moment, as he plots in secret; it’s finally time to set his plan in action. It’s a race to the finish line as Ethan tears through the other lords, unknowingly playing right into Miranda’s plan. Realizing he could be a particularly useful asset/ally, Heisenberg puts him through the second gauntlet. The music is sadistically playful as he tests his will and endurance. Upon failing to recruit Ethan, the music picks up for the third gauntlet and ends with a bang, as Karl dies at the hands of Miranda.

Duke: Georges Bizet - Votre Toast

A friendly face unfitting in a place such as this. The upbeat and energetic theme sticks out like a sore thumb among the others. Whimsy and grandiosity acts as a brilliant facade for his enigmatic true nature. Though the jolly merchant schtick may be a lie, he always delivers on service.

Miranda: Sergei Prokofiev - Dance of the Knights

https://youtu.be/bBsKplb2E6Q?si=jnSpMO-bIhEcjJzb

Immediately imposes a sense of authority and dread. The dark theme plays over and over as she performs the same cruel experiments expecting different results, though it only succeeds in remowing her further from humanity. She imagines a world of pure bliss in acquiring her child, which at this point is as illusory as chasing the holy grail since she’s never satisfied. When she hears of Rose she schemes her way into the Winters home, elated to find the perfect vessel after a century of searching. She steals the child away, leaving behind a trail of destruction that finally catches up to her.

[xiihyunn]

Tara Carpenter NSFW Alphabet Headcanons

a/n: ik i said i was gonna post a drabble, but headcanons works too right? posting the rest of the letters if this blows up 🤷‍♀️

> masterlist → | a-g here | h-p here! | q-v here | w-z here |

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

Tara cuddles up with you after having sex, she makes sure that you feel loved and cherished by her after having an intimate time together.

She doesn’t like it when you’re left alone after being so physically vulnerable for her, and she wants to be close to you as much as possible like both of you are already.

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

She takes pride in her hips, mainly because of how low effort it is to roll them against your pussy, or how easy it was for her to grind her strap into you even at a fast pace.

Tara absolutely loves your tits, the way she just gets super turned on by the sight of them, clothed or not, it just makes her feel something inside.

Was it the thought of your jugulars bouncing when she fucks you? Or was it the thought of your nipples standing just because she makes you feel so horny? We never really know.

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

Tara likes to play with your cum.

When she feels you wet beneath her, she snakes her fingers to your slit and moves them around almost like she was collecting them in her palm.

She even makes you suck on her juicy fingers after fingering you non-stop, the white, wet, and hot liquid just glistening under the dim light of her room was all over her hands, and she wants you to clean them dry with your mouth.

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

Tara at some point stole your favorite panties.

Once, you asked her to help you find them not knowing 2 pairs were inside of her pockets. Tara 'helps' you, and then ends up telling you to just buy another pair (for her to steal too).

She also masturbates to the panties she stole from you.

You found one under your bed sheets later on, and you wondered why some spots were hard, and there was some white stuff stinking at it too.

Being oblivious like you are, you shrugged it off and threw it on the laundry to get cleaned.

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

Tara is most definitely a natural at this. The reason is because before she used to have a porn addiction, so she knows what to do, and how it’s supposed to be done. And yes, she does know what she's doing all the time, she takes notes of what makes you feel pleasure, how you liked your sex, what makes you weak on the knees, and what makes you submit to her.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

Missionary style. She loves to see your face churn up in pleasure, how you desperately try to grab onto her bedsheets, or how you try to keep your voice down, and of course the melons rocking back and forth along with her movements.

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

Tara's the type to fuck you while having a casual conversation with each other, but this only happens if the sex is vanilla. With rough and kinky sex, she's serious about railing you until you pass out on her bed with cum covering both of your bodies.

a/n: you want more? beg for it.

[sixpossumsinatrenchcoat]

Start Again

An In Stars and Time postgame retrospective that revolves around everyone's favorite star. Bigtime "secret ending" spoilers below the cut!!!!!

It’s the oldest story in the book. Evil squirms up from the shadows. A hero rises to quell it. She goes on a journey, gathers allies, gathers strength. The party climbs the tower. They face the villain. They face the villain. They face the villain. They face the villain. They face the villain. They face the villain. They face the villain. They face the villain. They face the villain. They face the villain. They face the villain. They face the villain. They face the villain. They face the villain. They face the villain. They face the villain. They face the villain. They face the villain. They face the villain. They—

[you give up you GIVE UP YOU DON'T WANT TO DO THIS ANYMORE]

The most infuriating part is—

Well, no. The most infuriating part is the colossal cosmic insult of your existence. Having to know that there’s some snot-nosed little fetus who can count his deaths on two hands toddling around wearing your face like a party mask. Trying and failing and hiding and lying and grinding your nose in every blinding stupid thing you’ve ever done.

The fact that your pathetic little protege clocks you on their first guess is just the icing on the cake.

(“A gentleperson never tells,” you drawled, when Siffrin asked you who you really were. “Why don’t you take a guess?”

But of course the stupid little freak could never just be normal about something. They only stared, unblinking, drowning you in the black hole of their silence. Galaxies scattered and shattered and bloomed while you waited for an answer.

“Um,” they said at last. “Well. You’re… me, right? You’d have to be.”)

Of course. Of course!! You’d have to be!!!! Who else could be such a pathetic blinding shambles of a total blinding failure of a—

Ha ha!! Ha ha ha!!! Oh, the irony!!! Oh, the theatre of it all!! What else could you do but laugh!!!!!

*

* * *

* * * * *

* * *

*

[you breathe in, and out]

For a few months, it feels like your little family will be together forever. Traveling by foot or covered wagon; fording rivers and cresting mountains and chasing the sun past the horizon… How could anyone tire of this?

But Vaugaurde isn’t frozen anymore. Change is a part of life. So, one by one, they do.

When Mira gets the letter inviting her to consult on the experimental re-org of the House of Dormont’s academic curriculum, Sif hugs her, beaming, and tells her that she’s going to be amazing.

When Odile admits that she needs to pay a visit to her father—(“alone, please; the old bastard wouldn’t know what to do with you kids and all your feelings”)—Sif smiles and nods and scurries off to “rustle up some dinner” before returning, more than six hours later, with an entire glittering midden of freshly caught trout.

They don’t really fall apart until Petra announces that it’s time for Bonnie to enroll in an actual school.

“They’re twelve,” she says fiercely, glaring around the campfire as though anyone had been dumb enough to argue. “Travel is informative, but it won’t give them a sound foundation. They need perspective. Context. Maths. And none of us are qualified. Don’t argue, you already know that it’s true.”

Of course Isabeau is quick to agree—mostly because she’s right, but also because he’d prefer to keep his head attached to his shoulders, thank you very much.

Siffrin, of course, is all smiles. They smile and nod and smile and nod and agree at every turn, always smiling smiling smiling. And then they disappear for six days without leaving a note.

Isa tries not to worry. He even mostly succeeds. Sif gets skittish sometimes, but they always come home in the end.

###

It’s the middle of the night when a very warm body with very cold hands wriggles into Isa’s sleeproll. There’s a slow exhale, the smell of wet stone and warm sugar. Isa’s toes curl in his socks. This is his favorite part.

“Mmh,” he hums gratefully, and then yelps when Siffrin slips their hands under his shirt to warm their icy fingers on his belly.

Sif doesn’t answer right away. They just breathe into his shoulder, shivering. Then: “I don’t want them to go.”

Oh, yeah. “Yeah.”

“I was alone, before,” Sif says quietly. “I guess forever. As long as I remember.” They fall silent for a moment, hesitant. “It was. Worse.”

Isa hooks a knee around them and pulls them in closer. “Missed you so much,” he mumbles.

“Now, or before?”

“Mh… Dunno. Both?” Isa’s past self flashes in his mind, gangly and twitchy and totally ruled by fear. Even half-asleep, he can’t help cringing. “…You wouldn’t have liked me before.”

“I would’ve liked you,” Sif says scornfully.

“I was. Rrrrreally quiet.”

“Are you stupid?”

Pffft. Fair. “Sif?”

“Mh?”

“Do you wanna buy a caravan?”

Sif pulls away just enough to shoot him a baffled stare.

“Like… a storefront.” Isa’s been thinking about it since Sif disappeared. Probably he could do a better job explaining if he wasn’t at least 80% asleep. “For clothes? But. It moves.”

What he means is, Our family lives all over. What if we could too?

Fortunately, Siffrin is a peerless genius and almost-always knows what Isa’s trying to say. “Oh. Yes.”

“Love you so bad,” Isabeau mumbles.

“...Sorry.”

Isa flicks them on the ear.

“(Ow.)”

“M’not sorry,” Isa mutters.

“I know.”

“So don’t be either.”

“Okay.”

“Mrmhhh,” Isa grumbles. “Lying?”

Sif snickers. “Only sort of. Or, I mean—I’ll try.”

“Don’t leave me behind.”

“I won’t.”

“And then I won’t either.”

Siffrin doesn't answer, but he can feel their smile against his shoulder.

###

(When they’re both a little more awake, he walks Sif through the whole pitch.

“See? See?? That way, I could work with artisans all over the continent! I’d been hoping to collaborate with more designers from Ka Bue; they’ve got a totally different aesthetic when it comes to textiles and, and silhouettes, and— And it’s advertising, too! Showcasing my stuff to folks all over Vaugaurde!”

“Hm,” Sif hums, frowning. “Is this just so we can see everyone whenever we want? Without it seeming needy, or… pathetic?”

“Yeah, of course!! What else!!”

Sif’s eye creases fondly. “Yeah. Of course. What else.”)

###

The caravan was a good idea. It’s not just a way to see their family more. It’s a way to see everything. To carry their home around on their backs, like a cozy little snailshell for two. A snail duplex. And besides! Sif has always been Isa’s favorite model.

###

By the time Isabeau is finished making adjustments to the signature set for his new line, the sun’s already set.

Sif frowns down at one long, drapey sleeve. “I don’t know. I feel a little… obvious?”

“I think you mean glamorous!!!”

“Possibly,” Sif concedes. “I think they sort of feel the same.”

Isabeau laughs. “You know—and heads up, ‘cause this might blow your mind—but a lot of people want to be seen.”

“Yeah, right.”

“It’s true!! Some people even want to look cool!! Or rad!!! Or cute!!!”

“Can’t relate.”

“Only ‘cause you look so cool already,” Isa assures them. “So you don’t even hafta think about it. For most people, looking that cute is hard work!!”

“Sounds fake,” Sif sniffs. “But I guess you’d know. You do have an a-cute-ly honed sense for this stuff.”

“Pfffh—HAH!!!! Yeah!!! Yes!!! And—And as soon as I can buy a new sewing kit, you’ll be looking just as sharp! Ehh???”

“I guess that’s something we have in common,” Siffrin snickers. “We could both use some new material.”

Before Isa can come up with a retort, there’s a sharp knock on the caravan’s front window.

The both of them flinch around, surprised. They’re kind of in the middle of nowhere. And it’s already past dark.

Isabeau hesitates. “Umm…”

“We’re closed,” Sif hisses.

“Ohh, I’m not a customer,” the stranger says sunnily. “Not really my style—no offense meant, of course. No, I’m just looking to make some change.”

“Hey, no problem!” Isa’s already leaping into action, slipping out of Sif’s reach so he can pull open the till. He’s never had it in him to turn anyone away. It’s extremely inconvenient, and also one of his best qualities. (Siffrin loves him so much.)

“Wow, that’s sooo~ nice of you,” the stranger purrs. They’re willowy and lean and almost alarmingly good-looking, with laughing eyes and one bone-white braid swinging past their knees. Their long, flowy skirt has been Crafted to shimmer subtly, like sunlight over morning dew; and their cropped shirt is strung across their back with an intricate web of spidery threads. Flecks of seaglass clink from the chains on their shoulders and the rings on their fingers, drawing attention to the criss-cross of vivid burn-scars striping their hands and arms. “I do hope I’m not interrupting. I’d just hate to be an inconvenience.”

“No trouble!” Isa tells them cheerfully. “What are you looking to break? A tenpiece, or—”

A silver coin plinks against the counter.

“Oh,” Isabeau mumbles, a little off-balance. “Uh. I’m not sure we have anything smaller than a halfpiece…”

He glances toward Sif for confirmation—Siffrin forgets a lot of things, but they’re very, very good at keeping track of an inventory. But when he sees the look on their face, he can’t help flinching. Siffrin has gone utterly still. Unmoving. Unblinking. It looks like they’re not even breathing.

“S-Sif?” Isa whispers. Then he blinks and suddenly Sif is already behind him, having flicked across the caravan in such a violent blur of motion that he never even saw them move. (They do that sometimes. But not usually when there’s anyone looking.)

“You,” Sif breathes.

The stranger bats their eyes. “Oh, Stars, I’m sure I don’t know what you mean. Do I, perhaps, bear some resemblance to—”

“Stop that.” Sif has come a long way, but they’re still pretty jumpy about touch. So Isa almost does a spit-take when they vault over the counter and hit the stranger, hard, square on the shoulder. “Why are you doing that? What’s wrong with you? What took you so long???”

Before Isa can step between them, the stranger lets out a tinkling little giggle. “Ohh, Stardust. You were always soooo~ dramatic. It’s been no time at all!”

“Six months!!”

“Barely a blink of an eye!”

“I thought I’d never see you again!!”

“Aww,” the stranger purrs. “Were you, perhaps, worried about me?”

“Yes!! Obviously!!!”

“But of course I wasn’t going to disappear forever. I super duper promised! Besides…” They roll the coin between their fingers and then, in a startling blur of motion, pull another from behind Siffrin’s ear. (Sif’s lucky coin, Isa realizes. The one he helped them Craft to a brooch so they could wear it over their heart.) “We are bonded, after all.”

They have the gall to wink at Isabeau when they say it.

“You’re—huh??” Isa sputters. “What?? Sif???”

Sif looks embarrassed. “That’s… not exactly how I’d put it.”

(So it’s sort-of how they’d put it????)

Of course Isa knows that there are things Sif doesn’t tell him—things that Sif doesn’t tell anyone. But a secret bonded partner is a pretty big thing to leave unsaid. “Um????”

“It’s not romantic,” Sif says, defensive.

The stranger smiles slyly. “It’s a little bit romantic.”

“Hah!” Sif scoffs. “In the—the literary sense, maybe!!”

“Like a beautiful stageplay!”

“A Poterian tragedy.”

“But tragedy is always sooo~ romantic.”

“UM,” Isabeau says, a little too loud. “I—don’t really know what’s happening. Which is fine!! Totally fine!! But it sounds like you guys have some stuff to catch up on, so maybe I should… give you… some space? Do you want space? Should I not give you space?”

“Teehee! Be careful, now! Keep thinking that hard and you’ll sprain something!” The stranger leans across the counter to pat him on the shoulder. “Take a hike, big guy. I’ll take them from here.”

“You can’t talk to him like that,” Siffrin snaps.

“Yeahhh, I’m pretty sure I can.”

Sif shakes their head. “He doesn’t know that you’re—um. You know. So it’s… meaner? I think.”

To Isabeau’s surprise, the stranger actually seems to consider that. “Oh. Hm. I’ll… think about it.”

Sif nods at them before turning to Isa. “But—yes. We do sort of need to talk. And space would maybe help. Sorry. Is it okay?”

“Of course!! I’ll just, um, get out of your hair!!!”

As Isabeau sidesteps past them, Sif catches him by the hand and squeezes. “I really will explain. I just sort of wasn’t sure I was allowed? Or I already would have.”

Isabeau relaxes a little. “Okay. Um. I love you.”

This time, it’s unmistakeable. For just a second, the stranger’s face goes taut with fury.

“Please leave now,” Sif says quickly. “But, um, yes. Talk to you soon.”

###

…There’s a long silence.

Isa doesn’t want to listen in, but there isn't really anywhere to go. It's a moonless night, almost lightless, and this part of the country is crisscrossed with narrow streams of deep, fast-moving water. Isabeau has many talents, but he still can't breathe underwater. And it would be pretty stupid to survive the King only to trip into a river and drown. So he can’t help hearing when the stranger clears their throat.

“I wasn’t avoiding you,” they mutter darkly.

“Okay.”

“I was just planning to make some friends first. And then grind them in your stupid ugly face. No offense.”

“None taken.”

“But it turns out that, in spite of my scintillating wit and ethereal beauty, people find me immensely unlikeable. Me!! Can you even imagine?”

“Yes,” Sif says promptly. They take a moment to think it over before adding, “Easily.”

“Well, there’s no accounting for taste,” the stranger sniffs. “Really, though! I thought hardship was supposed to build character! But it’s almost like countless eons of torment actually made me worse!”

“Um,” Sif says. “Yeah.”

“And then when you still wouldn’t stop bugging me—“

Isabeau chokes on a breath.

Unexpectedly, Sif does, too. “—Wait, what?”

“What do you think?” the stranger demands. “All that wishing, wishing, wishing!! Yanking on my brain all day and night like a needy toddler! I mean, really! Get a hobby or something!“

This time, Isabeau can’t just bite his tongue. “Sif!!” he gasps. “You were doing Wish Craft???”

“I wasn’t!!”

The stranger peers around the caravan to give Isa a judgmental glare. “I thought you were giving us space. Not very honest, are you? Is that a new personality you’re trying on? Being a big sneaky liar? Because, if I can be honest, it doesn’t really suit you.”

Isabeau blanches. “Y-You guys were being really loud!!! And I thought we agreed—“

“It wasn’t Wish Craft!!” Sif cuts in. “I was just— If I saw a shooting star, or a pretty leaf or something, I just… hoped I might see them again! That they’d get to keep their promise, get a chance at something better! That’s all!!”

“Aw, Stardust~~” the stranger coos. “What are you, like, obsessed with me?”

“No!! I just feel horrible about it!! Obviously!!”

“Well! Well… good!! I mean. You did steal my only chance at happiness.”

“I know!!”

“And condemn me to live out my days as the punchline to a really mean-spirited joke.”

“Obviously!!!”

“And you’re literally soooo embarrassing. Can you even imagine? No, really, think about it! Having to watch all the worst mistakes you’ve ever made play out in the third person, over and over and over again?”

“Yes!! I pretty much constantly imagine it!!!!”

“Teehee,” the stranger giggles prettily. “Well! To be honest, I came looking because I wanted to make you feel bad. But it looks like you’re doing a pretty good job of it all on your own! Nice work, Stardust!”

“No it isn’t,” Isa groans. “Sif, we’ve talked about this! Beating yourself up doesn’t help any—“ A beat too late, the neurons finally connect. Stardust, the stranger said. Where has he heard that before? “Waaaiiiit. Wait a second… You’re that star, aren’t you? Loop, right?”

He’s not expecting to see both of them flinch.

“Stop,” Sif blurts out, the word clipped with panic. “That’s not— You don’t know what you’re—”

“Yup!!!!” the stranger says brightly. “Haha!!! That’s me!!!! Everyone’s favorite star!!!!! I’m a person now!!!! Isn’t that just a shocking turn of events!!!!”

“Um. Uh. Yyyy….yes?”

Siffrin turns to the (former) star, looking pained. “That’s— Are you sure? You don’t have to—”

“HA HA HA!!!!!” Loop almost screams. “What a fascinating notion!!! But, just for the sake of argument, consider this counterpoint: eat shit and die!!!!”

“I just don’t think it has to be like this,” Siffrin mutters.

“Well!! You wouldn’t, wouldn’t you!! You don’t have to think about anything!!!! You don’t even need that eye!!! You can just go limp and let everyone lead you by the nose toward the next stupid blinding monument to your achievements!!!!”

Siffrin listens calmly, nodding. Then they ask, “Will you travel with us?”

“Wh-What???” Loop sputters.

“Uhhh,” Isa says. “...What?”

“We’re on our way to pick up Bonnie. And then we’re meeting Odile outside Dormont. Mira’s giving a speech.”

“Okay???” Loop says defensively. “I still don’t see—”

“You said you couldn’t make friends,” Sif explains. “But I don’t think it’s ‘cause w— ‘Cause you’re unlikable. People are just… confusing. Mostly. Our friends are… less hard.”

“B-But,” Loop stammers. “But—even if that was true, the last thing they’d want is another weird little freak hanging off their coattails.”

“They don’t mind,” Sif says firmly. “They keep saying so. And you’re not even little. Why are you taller than me?”

Kind of a weird question, if you ask Isabeau, but the former star just snorts. “Must be all that character I built. Maybe it leant me a little more ~gravitas~.”

They startle violently when Siffrin reaches out and takes their hand.

“Please,” Sif says seriously. “It was so unfair. All of it. But it doesn’t have to be like that forever. Not completely, anyway.”

Loop flicks him off like a spider and flashes a bright, glassy smile. “Ohhh~, Stardust. You really don’t get it, do you? It’s much too late for that sort of thing. I’m already ruined, hehe! I can’t ever go back.”

“So go forward.”

Loop’s pale eyes widen. Seemingly against their will, a nervous giggle slips out of them. “H-Haha… Just like that, huh?”

“Only if you want,” Siffrin shrugs. “But... well. I do.”

###

“…Sif?” Isa mumbles, when they’ve finally turned in for the night. He’s pretty sure he only sounds a little bit pathetic. “Um… how do you know them? And why do you know a star? And why do they look so different?”

Siffrin sighs. “If they’re not telling, I shouldn’t either. But. Um. I guess I can probably say that… we’re from the same country.”

“What!! Really??” 

Sif nods. 

“Like the King???”

Another nod.

“Is everyone from your country some kind of… weird eldritch demigod?”

Siffrin’s face shutters. “I wouldn't know.”

Oof. Yeah. Obviously. Is Isabeau ever going to learn to stop putting his foot in his mouth? “R-Right. Um… duh. Sorry.”

“No, it’s okay,” Sif sighs, softening. “Sorry. I’m just. A little overwhelmed. It’s… a lot to take in.”

That makes sense. Isa feels that way, too, and he only ever met Loop once. “Um. Um… Y-You don’t have to answer right now; I totally get it if you need some time to clear your head, but… I guess I was just wondering… You don’t have any more secret partners, right? I-It’s okay if you do!!! As long as you’re still mine, too. For as long as you want to be, I mean. It’s just… It might be nice to know…”

Sif’s smile softens. They reach up and curl one hand around the back of Isa’s neck, pulling him down till they can bump his forehead with theirs. “Like I said. It’s really not like that. (I don’t think.) But, no. No more. …That I remember.”

It’s not the most reassuring thing that Isa’s ever heard, but he’ll take what he can get.

this story is technically part 3 of a series, but it's more of a triptych than a trilogy! (i.e. all existing chapters stand on their own, but exist as pieces of a larger picture). if you wanna read the rest before i wrap the last chapter, feel free to swing by AO3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/52448152/chapters/132681694

[ipseitydelrey]

ooo if ur up for it then maybe an nsfw alphabet with jennifer jareau with women

eeeee yes !! tbh i’ve been having a bit of an obsession with her lately, so this is perfect!

nsfw alphabet ☆ jennifer jareau

ship jennifer jareau x fem!reader

warnings smut, praise kink, sex toys (vibrators and dildos), masturbation, teasing, spoilers for 9.14 “200” (mention of past torture and kidnapping)

A = aftercare (what are they like after sex?)

after you two reach your respective orgasms and are basking in the post-sex glow, jj always runs a bath for you. she almost always joins you too, and tends to take a washcloth and clean you with it.

B = body part (their favourite body part of theirs and of yours)

her arms. after her promotion from media liaison, jj started to work out more and she built up a little bit of muscle in her arms. not only is it incredibly attractive, she just loves holding you and hugging you.

as for you, she loves your neck. not really biting it, she just enjoys peppering kisses across your soft skin.

C = cum (anything to do with cum)

jj’s favourite place to cum on is your pussy. she enjoys how the slick connects your cunts and acts as a natural lubricant.

D = dirty secret (a dirty secret of theirs)

one thing she wants to try out in bed is a double-ended dildo. it’s like simultaneously using a strap-on and scissoring, and just jj thinking about you moaning like a porn star with the dildo pumping in and out of both of your pussies immediately turns her on.

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

she’s definitely been around, so she knows what she is doing. although, all of her encounters have been pretty vanilla…

F = favourite position (this goes without saying)

scissoring, and by extension, just grinding your cunts against each other. the way your clits catch onto the other and your juices makes the act so wet feels so personal and connecting.

G = goofy (are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous, etc.)

jj loves making you laugh during sex. your laughter is one of her favourite noises (apart from your sultry moans). she also believes that sex doesn’t really have to be hot and serious, as it’s just people exploring and connecting more. making jokes during the act helps both her and you feel more comfortable.

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

before her kids were born, she regularly shaved her vagina bare. now it’s every once in a while, and sometimes you’d help with shaving too.

I = intimacy (how are they during the moment, romantic aspect…)

for jj, she would never have sex if there wasn’t at least some romantic attraction. as the years went by, she wanted to be at least a few months into a romantic relationship before she considers sex.

during sex, she is in a romantic overload. repeated declarations of “i love you” are to be expected.

J = jack off (masturbation headcanon)

not really prone to masturbation, but a couple times she’s fine with it. she’s also totally okay with masturbating in front of you to show you how she likes to be pleasured.

K = kink (one or more of their kinks)

she’s pretty tame and vanilla, but she most definitely has a praise kink, both giving and receiving. she loves the reassurance of knowing she’s doing a good job, both in and out of the bedroom.

L = location (favourite places to have sex)

best to keep it safe and in the bedroom. privacy is important to jj because to her, sex is a private affair. although she is also fine with having sex in a hotel/motel room.

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

just you, no matter what you do. but what especially gets her going are your smiles and just you being happy in general. it’s an incredibly cheesy turn on. although another one of her turn ons are massages…

N = nope (something they wouldn't do, turn offs)

she really, really doesn’t want to be called “mommy” when fucking. for her, it just feels weird to be called something that’s supposed to be innocent and making it sexual instead. she just prefers if you say her name during the act.

she also doesn’t want to use restraints or inflict harm on you. since she got kidnapped and tortured, she doesn’t want to potentially put you in the same danger and she doesn’t want to relive it, even if it’s for potential pleasure.

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

although she’s a switch, receiving’s up her alley. she loves that you know just how to move your tongue in a way that makes her panting and squirming.

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

mostly slow and gentle, but on days where she’s riled up, she does get a little rough. she never hurts you however.

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

she hates quickies and definitely prefers to take her time with you. in her opinion, quickies take away a lot of the romantic aspects of sex.

R = risk (are they game to experiment, do they take risks, etc.)

considering that her previous sexual encounters were mostly vanilla, she would like to experiment! however, she doesn’t want to take any risks such as semi-public sex.

S = sexts (yes? no? pictures?)

comfortable with regular sexts, but pics are a grey area. sending full-on nudes is one of her no’s, but she’s fine with sending teasing pics.

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

since she has two children, she keeps her options limited. she probably has one or two vibrators, which she most definitely keeps hidden.

U = unfair (how much they like to tease)

she prefers not to edge, but she does like to tease as foreplay. she keeps her teasing comments as subtle as possible, but of course you understand what she means and you turn as red as a strawberry in response.

V = volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make)

it depends on where you’re having sex. if you’re doing it at her place, then she is quiet and you are more likely to hear small whimpers, gasps, and the occasional moan. but when you’re either at your place or at a hotel/motel, her cries of pleasure are like music to your ears.

W = wild card (get a random headcanon for the character of your choice)

while she does have experience with men, you’re one of the first women she’s had sex with. so of course, she most likely barely knows what to do, but after doing a bit of research (the research being that she asked emily), she knows what to do when you have sex for the first time.

X = x-ray (what's going on behind those panties)

again, you like helping her shave down there. her skin is so soft and her pussy is beautiful.

Y = yearning (how high is their sex drive? how many rounds can they go for, how long do they last...)

about a medium sex drive. she can go one or two rounds, maybe three if she’s at your place and really energetic. she can definitely last a while; she loves to cum when you do.

Z = zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

she wants to take care of you first. after she gets you bathed and dressed, you both fall asleep pretty easily in each other’s arms.

[yanderecrazysie]

I read the nsfw alphabet of Asmodeus, can you do that with Lucifer? Thx<3

Sure thing!

Note: I’m doing headcanons, alphabets, and profiles much, much quicker than my oneshots, if you’d prefer to send them in, they’ll be done quickly.

WARNINGS: yandere themes, very NSFW, mentions of non-con

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

Lucifer is not good at aftercare. He tries to put his arm around you, but that’s about it. He does his best to ignore your sniffles and tears because they make him feel guilty.

B: Body Part (Their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

Lucifer likes his hair because he secretly likes when you pull on it or, best of all, card your fingers through it.

On you, he finds his eyes drifting down to your breasts on many occasions. It’s just something his eyes always seem to look at.

C: Cum (Anything to do with cum)

Lucifer eats healthy, so his cum is fairly nice tasting. He has an average amount of cum, but it seems to stick to you more that normal.

D: Dirty Secret

Lucifer likes to be in control, yes, but he has had the occasional vision of you being in control. However his pride would never, ever allow that.

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

Barely experienced. He’s a handsome man, but he turns people down most of the time. He has too much pride for a one night stand and he hasn’t had any serious relationships before you.

F: Favorite Position

Doggy style- he wants to be in complete control. He also loves the way your breasts swing back and forth in that position.

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

Lucifer is deadly serious. Not a single joke will ever leave his mouth.

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

Lucifer keeps himself very well-trimmed. Sometimes he shaves all of it off. And yes, the pubic hair is black.

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

Lucifer isn’t very romantic, but he loves to hold your hands in his during sex. He always hopes that’s enough comfort for you, since he’s not sure what else to do.

J: Jack Off (Masturbation headcanon)

Lucifer is not really one to masturbate. He’s tries it sometimes, but it doesn’t match up to the real thing at all.

K: Kink (one or more of their kinks)

Lucifer loves seeing you in lingerie so he can rip it apart to get to your sexy body. He can be a sadist sometimes too, but not too bad.

L: Location (Favorite places to do the do)

He prefers in a bed at his home. He’s not into public sex.

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

While you in general get him going, seeing you partially or entirely naked makes him absolutely feral (on the inside)

N: No (Something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

He’s too prideful to let you take control and he doesn’t like eating you out, sorry.

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

Very much receiving. He doesn’t like to lower himself to giving, but he absolutely loves seeing you on your knees with his cock hitting the back of your throat.

P: Pace (Are they fast and rough? Slow and sensual?)  

He’s fast, but not too rough. Occasionally he’ll grind against your cervix before resuming his quick thrusts.

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

He doesn’t mind them, but he’d prefer a long, drawn out session.

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

Lucifer is fine with trying most things, as long as he’s dominant. He’d especially like to try some BDSM stuff.

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

Lucifer can go about 3 rounds most of the time, though he might be shooting blanks. He doesn’t mind just going once, but he does have a lot of stamina.

T: Toys (Do they own toys? Do they use them? On a partner or themselves?)

No toys, sorry! He’s sure he knows how to make you horny with just his fingers. Plus he’s, you know, prideful, and toys doing better than him is a no-no.

U: Unfair (How much they like to tease)

He doesn’t tease, he does what he wants and does it well.

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

Lucifer is pretty quiet, with the occasional grunt. When he cums, he lets out a quiet groan.

W: With or without consent (Non-con or consensual?)

Lucifer doesn’t care whether you’re willing or not. If he wants you, he gets you.

X: X-Ray (Let’s see what’s going on in those pants)

Lucifer isn’t very girthy, but his length makes up for that. His dick is a pretty pale color, with a tip that gets darker when it starts to leak precum. It has a few small veins on it.

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

Lucifer has a low sex drive, but when he wants you, he needs to get his hands on you.

Z: ZZZ (… how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

Lucifer falls asleep after you because he wants to make sure you’re alright before he drifts off.

[icarus-star]

nsfw alphabet // clyde

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

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

he doesn't like getting uo afterwards, he's a little lazy. he just wants to cuddle you, but if you insist on getting up for something, he'll let you do whatever. and then after that, he'll force you to snuggle with him. maybe get stoned together.

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

thighs thighs thighs. he doesn't care AT ALL if they're big, small, if you have a gap between them or not, if the gap disappears when you sit down. he is in love with them. he likes laying his head down on them, kissing them, biting them, squeezing them, covering them in hickeys. name something that someone would wanna do with another persons thighs, he's doing it.

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

he actually really likes cumming on your face. he thinks it's really sexy when you're covered with it, looking up at him. of course, he's also a big fan on you swallowing it. and he definitely cums inside with a condom. his cum is also super salty, so do with that what you please.

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

i bet he keeps a polaroid of you in his pocket. what's the picture of? you with your face covered in his cum.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

he's a virgin, 100% don't get me wrong, but the amount of porn he's seen is almost astonishing. not saying he's jerked off to it, no, (he likes to watch the super fake high budget stuff and make fun of it) but either way he has seen a ton. and he definitely has a decent idea of what he's doing.

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

spooning and doggy! there isn't really a reason, he just loves fucking you from behind. snuggling you while fucking you is sooo dear to him. it feels so nice and soft and he can't help but love it. but plain doggy, he can get just a little bit rough.

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

definitely. sometimes, you guys have sex when he's super high and he can't help giggling at random things.

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

i don't think he shaves. maybe a little trim every now and then when there's too much, but he doesn't really care too much. i doubt he has super good hygiene, probably just a quick wash with a bar of soap.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

he loves to be romantic!! he doesn't really have access to anything super fancy like expensive wine or rose petals, but he still tries!!

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

definitely. before dating you, he would a couple of times a week. when dating you, he would just wait until one of you ended up making the move with leads to sex instead of jerking off.

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

i don't think he's really kinky. does dry humping count? because he absolutely loves grinding against each other and just.. enjoying each other over your clothes. he would definitely try some stuff with you if you ask him to.

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

anywhere there's a couch or bed. +the back of his van.

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

neck kisses. if you start kissing on his neck he's gonna lose his mind. an innocent little kiss on his neck, on that spot in public? he's dragging you to the nearest bathroom.

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

he doesn't wanna hurt you. he doesn't like the idea of hurting you, inside and outside of sex. he also isn't into getting hurt in anyway. the most he would do is degrading you, and it wouldn't be much. calling you a slut or a whore at most.

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

being given blowjobs makes him ultra horny, lemme tell ya. about 4 minutes in he gets desperate and starts fucking your throat. he always feels bad after because he didn't ask. fem!reader: he's such a sloppy and messy boy. he's so focused on tongue fucking your cunt, but luckily his nose is giving your clit just a little stimulation from gently nudging against it every time his tongue thrusts in. masc!reader: poor boy has no clue what to do. he'll lick down your shaft, looking up at you and asking if it felt good. he really mainly uses his tongue on you, he's kind of nervous to take you in his mouth.

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

he likes fast, but really passionate. he gets needy so he just can't stop himself from fucking into you as fast as he can, but he makes sure to hit that perfect spot inside of you every time.

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

i think he actually likes them a bit. they're exciting. he likes to fuck you in bathrooms of random places, or maybe both of you are a little busy but you need to get something out of your systems.

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

i don't think so. he likes wearing condoms when he cums inside, and sometimes he still pulls out. but something public? maybe, if you're in a more secluded area together. maybe at the skatepark with his friends and the two of you sneak off to his van.

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

honestly, probably one. it gets tiring to keep thrusting and thrusting, but if you wanna ride him? thats a different story.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

sure. he's actually a fan of using cockrings on himself, so why not get a little something for you? maybe a butt plug or something. a vibrator to share, maybe?

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

he's not really a super big tease. maybe verbally, saying how dirty you are for letting him fuck your throat.

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

he definitely moans. and i mean he moans. he sounds way too hot, pounding into you while he groans about how tight you feel. he's loud.

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

he's a big fan of mutual masturbation. he likes having your leg over his while you touch yourself, and while he jerks himself off.

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

5.9 inches, a pretty pink tip. it's a lighter pink, and it looks so pretty when it's dripping with precum.

he's a bit of a needy boy, but not super horny all the time. maybe 7.8/10

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

he gets sleepy. whenever you let him snuggle you like you're his personal teddy bear is when he'll fall asleep.

[ccscocoapuffs]

Stu Macher NSFW Alphabet

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

He's a cuddler, after sex Stu wants to go straight to cuddles. After you two cuddle for a little awhile you can probably talk him into showering with you. 

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

He loves his eyes; he thinks they're his best feature.

He is a boob guy. Stu loves titties, holding them, squeezing them, kissing them, you name it Stu loves to do it. 

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

Stu likes to cum on your face if you will let him. If not then he will either cum on your stomach or inside of you.

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

He is super jealous of Randy. Randy is always looking at you and trying his hardest to flirt. Stu secretly wants to fuck you in front of him to prove that you belong to Stu and Stu only.

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

He's not majorly experienced. He has a general knowledge of what to do but he still has things to learn.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

Missionary. He loves to see your face and take in all your reactions while he fucks you. It also allows him to still kiss you and talk to you while you two are going at it

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

its Stu. GOOFY ALL THE TIME. He's more goofy than he is serious. 

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

He keeps it trimmed yet it's still pretty thick. Its a dark blonde color the same shade as his hair.

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

Stu likes to be goofy hence why he isn't exactly the most romantic. He likes to make you giggle during and that sorta his specialty. He will do things in everyday life that's kinda romantic though, like give you a random flower.  

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

ALL THE DAMN TIME. He masturbates several times a day. 

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

Bondage, impact play, S&M, and knife play

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

Anywhere. He loves to fuck you in his bedroom however he has fucked you in the school bathroom, billys room, his parents' room, the couch, you name it you've probably done it there.

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

sitting on his lap and slightly grinding your jips into him is probably one of the biggest things that gets him going. the other thing would probably be if you asked him to wear the Ghostface mask while he fucked you.

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

He's lowkey a little nervous about Anal.

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

have you seen his tongue?

This boy has SKILLS. he knows how to eat pussy and eat it good. 

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

He likes it fast and a little rough, though he can be soft and slower at times to. He likes soft and slower the most because it lets him get deeper.

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

Stu is always down for a quickie. like I mentioned before he fucks you EVERYWHERE. Quickes are sort of one of his things he just prefers.

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

He is always down for a risk. He tries new things with you all the time and is down to do so, all you have to do is ask and Stu will at least try it with you. How will you know if you don't like it unless you try it?

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

He has major stamina he can go 5-6 rounds and still be horny. he loves to fuck you it makes him feel like he has a purpose for you and that purpose is to please. 

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

He will use a vibrator on you every now and then while he eats you out. He owns a fleshlight and some cockrings that he uses on himself

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

He is a massive tease. He loves teasing it makes him even more ready for when he gets to fuck you. Sometimes he wonders if he likes teasing you or fucking you more, that's how much he likes to tease.

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

He is LOUD. he moans so fucking loud you have to cover his mouth when you two are having quickies and don't wanna get caught. He loves hearing you moan for him to, It lets him know he is doing a good job. 

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

He loves to be praised. If you praise him, he'd probably cum right there.

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

Stu is skinny and thin and about 7 inches. He has a small upwards curve and a vein that runs through the tip.

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

He has a massive sex drive. He is always ready for you.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

Matter of minutes. He'll pull out of you snuggle up and fall asleep. 

[seiya-starsniper]

I am drinking and I saw the drunken love prompts. So i have to send you one.

Hobrinthian. Number 10!

10 - "I love you. But that's a secret. So I won't tell you about it."

Ooooo friend, this one got a bit angsty, I hope you're ready for it! 😄

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Alcohol, the Corinthian thinks, is quite possibly the greatest invention humanity has ever come up with.

Though his body may not require food or drink from the Waking World for nourishment, the Corinthian is a creature that is built to consume, and he has consumed all manner of things in the time he has walked amongst humans. And oh, he so very much enjoys the heady warmth that courses through his veins when he drinks a particularly old bottle of wine, or a well distilled bourbon.

That heady warmth, however, is nothing when compared to how the Corinthian burns when Hob Gadling kisses him. 

It’s late in the evening, and they’re both flush with the afterglow of a fine whiskey the immortal keeps on the shelf of The New Inn just for him, laughing and giggling as they kiss noisily against the front door of Hob’s flat. It’s a cold winter’s night, but the Corinthian is warm against the heat of Hob’s body, so much that he thinks he may burn up with it if he doesn’t get his clothes off fast enough.

Despite that, the Corinthian is also considering just dropping to his knees and blowing Hob right against the door. It wouldn’t be the first time, or even the second time that they’ve done it, and Hob’s loud moans are always drowned out by the lively chatter and ambiance in the pub below. They’ve only been interrupted once, accidentally even, by a drunken patron looking for the pub’s bathroom. The stairway upstairs is otherwise completely hidden from the public.

But before the nightmare can put his plan into action, Hob turns and manages to unlock the door on his first try, to both their surprises. As soon as he turns the knob, the Corinthian doesn’t waste any time pushing Hob through the threshold and bullying him against the nearest flat surface, which happens to be the wall opposite the coat rack in the foyer. The nightmare ruts himself greedily against Hob’s hips, swallowing the immortal’s moans as their shared arousals press together. Hob grips the Corinthian’s hips, hard and possessive, right before he delivers a vicious bite to the side of his neck around where an artery would be, if the nightmare had them. It’s hot. It’s perfect. The Corinthian just knows the sex is going to be fantastic tonight.

Naturally, this is the point where everything goes completely sideways.

“I love you,” Hob slurs into the hollow of the Corinthian’s neck, his tongue soothing at the point where he bit down on the blond’s throat. “But shhhh, it’s a secret, don’t tell,” he adds with a giggle.

The Corinthian feels a dull roar rushing through his ears once his alcohol-addled brain fully comprehends Hob’s words. I love you. I love you. I love you. 

They’ve been sleeping together for a while now (276 days, his stupid mind supplies), and Hob had never hidden the fact that he was incredibly fond of the nightmare. But love? That was different. Different enough to stop the Corinthian’s movements all together and just stare.

“Cori?” Hob asks when he notices the sudden change in the nightmare’s demeanor. The Corinthian immediately shakes off his nerves, and practically slams Hob into the wall with how forcefully he kisses him. He slots his thigh between the immortal’s legs and grinds his knee upwards into the other man’s erection, swallowing every moan and gasp with his tongue.

I love you.

The Corinthian growls and delivers his own vicious bite to the immortal’s neck, lower than where Hob had bit him, because Hob still needs to be able to hide marks. His semester wasn’t over for a few more weeks, the nightmare knew, and since when had the Corinthian ever cared about propriety, let alone trying to accommodate someone else’s?

I love you. 

“And how am I supposed to keep a secret from myself, Hob?” the Corinthian asks, when Hob is gasping for air and writhing helplessly beneath him. His voice is teasing and light when he speaks, but internally, the nightmare is grasping for the last shreds of his self control.

I love you.

“...Huh,” Hob says, slowly blinking as he considers the blond’s words. His eyes are still glazed over from the alcohol, and the Corinthian wonders if the immortal truly understands the gravity of his confession at all. His expression gives away nothing and the Corinthian wants to shake him and ask him why. Why now? Why at all? Why him?

 “Y’know, I didn’t think that far ahead,” Hob finally answers, giving him a lopsided grin. “But you’re good with secrets, so you’ll figure something out.”

The Corinthian huffs and then shuts his eyes, taking a breath.It’s okay. It’s fine. He doesn’t mean it. He doesn’t mean it. Hob’s probably so drunk he won’t even remember any of this in the morning and they can pretend it never happened. Because the Corinthian will make himself forget it. 

I love you.

“Cori?” Hob asks, breaking the nightmare out of his thoughts. “Are you sure you’re okay?”

The Corinthian responds with another hard kiss, and grabs Hob by the front of his stupid flannel shirt that looks too good on him, and dragging the immortal down the hall to the bedroom. He’s determined to continue their night as planned, and he’s not about to let something as ridiculous as a love confession get in the way of the good night he was planning to have.

I love you.  ---------

The sex, as always, is so good the Corinthian forgets his own name through his orgasm.

Hob Gadling really was a man who didn’t live his life by halves. The Corinthian has had many bed partners over the centuries, but none of them had spent centuries perfecting the craft like Hob did.

The Corinthian collapses on the bed, breathing heavily as he basks in the afterglow while Hob grabs some tissues from the nightstand and wipes them both down, before rolling over to lie on his back next to the Corinthian. He shuts his eyes and sighs contentedly, and the Corinthian knows it won’t be long before he falls asleep. 

When he feels fully present in his own body and able to move his limbs again, the Corinthian stands and starts pulling together his clothes so he can get back to the Dreaming. Dream may let him go out into the Waking these days, but that didn’t mean the Corinthian could stay the night or anything.

“Where’re you going?” Hob asks, before he reaches out to grip the Corinthian’s wrist. “Stay.”

The Corinthian feels a lump in his throat. He can’t stay. He can’t. 

“I’ve never stayed before, you know that,” he replies. “Boss won’t let me.” 

“But I love you,” Hob says, his voice practically a whine, and the Corinthian doesn’t have a heart, not like a human does, but if he did, he thinks it’d be thumping in rapidfire motion at the immortal’s words. He almost can feel the ghost of it, the deadly combination of adrenaline, fear and affection all at once.

He needs to get out of here. 

“Good night Hob,” the Corinthian says, touching the immortal’s forehead. Hob’s eyes widen before they glaze over completely, and within moments the immortal’s eyes shut as his body gives in completely to sleep. It’s not a power the Corinthian was meant to have, and he knows Dream will have his skull if he realizes that he knows how to use it, but that’s a problem to worry about later. 

As he’s stepping back into the Dreaming, the Corinthian suddenly remembers a phrase he used to hear Dream say quite often when he was still married to Calliope, and the meaning of it hits him like a freight train when he realizes he has the cap of the emptied whiskey bottle from earlier that night in his pocket.

In vino fucking veritas indeed.