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nsfw asks - galin edition
A = Aftercare (What they’re like after sex)
Galin is typically on the bottom. And as such they're usually the one getting the majority of aftercare. However, they're very clingy after sex. Lots of soft kisses and gentle praise for their top. After sex they require extra affection and preferably some kisses...
B = Body part (Their favourite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)
They really like their hips. They have nice hips, very grippable. "hips that could never fucking lie. love handles." -rowan. anyways. It depends on the partner? For instance with Decord they love his hands, with Emil they love his thighs. But in general, they're a waist guy.
C = Cum (Anything to do with cum basically... I’m a disgusting person)
Galin is a very very wet person. Just SO slick...
D = Dirty Secret (Pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)
Speaking of cum, they're into breeding.
E = Experience (How experienced are they? Do they know what they’re doing?)
Not very! But they are VERY willing to learn~
F = Favourite Position (This goes without saying. Will probably include a visual)
Mating press.... <3
G = Goofy (Are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous, etc)
Galin isn't very serious but they're very romantic!
H = Hair (How well groomed are they, does the carpet match the drapes, etc.)
Galin's pubes are a dark red....... they're very tidy and sometimes even clean shaven, but not often.
I = Intimacy (How are they during the moment, romantic aspect...)
Clingy and romantic.. They want love and affection and praise. They'd also loud though...
J = Jack Off (Masturbation headcanon)
They prefer to wait for their partner... But they at least know where the clit is..
K = Kink (One or more of their kinks)
Size queen. They have a thing for seeing how much they can take.
L = Location (Favourite places to do the do)
Bed honestly? They like more romantic sex.
M = Motivation (What turns them on, gets them going)
Dirty talk, inappropriate touching, bedroom eyes, 'dom voice'. Honestly Galin is so horny lmao- 20 yr olds.
N = NO (Something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)
CNC. Yucky.
O = Oral (Preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc)
They prefer receiving.. Listen their pussy is godly, now eat it out please. But they'll still give!! Equivalent exchange, yk? Its only right. They're surprisingly good with their tongue.
P = Pace (Are they fast and rough? Slow and sensual? etc.)
They like it a lil rough but meaningful, if that makes sense.
Q = Quickie (Their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex, how often, etc.)
Not as big of a fan.. But if they have to, they won't say no? They just prefer oral for quick situations and then a proper love making session when theres time.
R = Risk (Are they game to experiment, do they take risks, etc.)
Very game to experiment!!
S = Stamina (How many rounds can they go for, how long do they last...)
Surprising amount of stamina.. 30+ times, even.
T = Toy (Do they own toys? Do they use them? On a partner or themselves?)
Galin wouldn't buy toys for themself, but wouldn't say no to a partner buying and using toys on them.
U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)
Oh they know what they're doing, the little shit.
V = Volume (How loud they are, what sounds they make)
WHORE. not as loud as Sulien, but not quiet.. I think I VA'd their moans once lol..
W = Wild Card (Get a random headcanon for the character of your choice)
Galin has fucked on several statues of the Seven. Once for each nation they've been to...
X = X-Ray (Let’s see what’s going on in those pants, picture or words)
They are... small. Just very cute and small.
Y = Yearning (How high is their sex drive?)
Now that they've had a taste for it? Very high lol
Z = ZZZ (… how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)
Very quickly once everything is cleaned up. they're just sooo cosy and snuggly...
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hold on to me (cause i’m a little unsteady)
A/N: so after a long period of relative radio silence on my part, I wrote some saucy and soft Remile goodness! Enjoy!
Warnings: gentle dom Emile, mildly bratty sub Remy, trans Remy, fem terms to describe a transman’s genitals, light dom/sub, light bondage (ish), kissing, hickeys, eating out, fingering, praise kink, hair-pulling, teasing, emotional sex, getting overwhelmed, crying, mild self-confidence issues, kink negotiation (sorta), riding
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Remy still isn’t sure how he ended up so lucky, so in love. It almost seems like a dream- or more accurately, Emile is a dream, with the way he’s above him now, practically kissing the air from his lungs and one hand slowly but surely inching its way beneath Remy’s shirt. His movements are gentle and methodic, and nothing like Remy’s frantic tugging at his shirt, cardigan, tie, hair- really anywhere he could try and tug Emile closer, closer, more, more-
“Relax, sweetheart, I’m not going anywhere,” Emile says with an airy chuckle as he (much to Remy’s chagrin) pulls away from the kiss.
“Gurl, I am going to lose my ever-loving mind if your cock isn’t buried inside me within the within the next few minutes,” Remy says, trying to sound demanding, but it comes out as more of a petulant whine (and Emile pressing nipping kisses to his neck certainly doesn’t help that either).
“Mmm… I was hoping to taste you first, but if that’s what you want-” Remy cuts him off with a soft moan, tugging Emile away from his neck to kiss him frantically.
“Fuck- yes, please!” Remy begs after he pulls away. Emile giggles, which has no right sending shivers down Remy’s spine, but it does all the same, and he helps Remy out of his shirt before continuing. He kisses at Remy’s neck again, trailing them down lower until he can suck a mark into where Remy’s neck meets his collarbone. Remy all but wails at this, hands going to tangle in Emile’s hair. Emile pulls away from his collarbone with a slick pop, and he gently removes Remy’s hands from his hair. He takes Remy’s wrists and pins them to either side of his head, and Emile looming over him causes Remy’s breath to catch in his throat.
“Keep them there for me?” Emile asks, his voice soft, but it has the firmness of an order. Remy nods, hands gripping the pillow beneath his head.
“Good boy,” Emile murmurs, causing Remy to shiver at the praise. Emile steals a quick kiss before moving down Remy’s body, taking a moment to lavish kisses to the scars on his chest before he reaches the waistline of Remy’s sweatpants. He tugs down his sweatpants and boxers in one movement, revealing his slick cunt. Emile pulls off his sweatpants and boxers completely, leaving Remy completely naked whlie Emile, although a little rumpled, is still completely clothed. And fuck if that doesn’t do things to Remy.
“Em, babes- please!” Remy gasps out when Emile doesn’t do anything right away. Emile giggles again (damn that giggle), and he ducks his head down to teasingly drag his tongue through his folds and up to his clit. Remy involuntarily bucks his hips forwards with a groan, and Emile pins his hips to the bed with a smirk. Remy opens his mouth to ask what the smug look was about, but all that comes out is a mewl due to Emile suddenly taking his clit into his mouth and sucking firmly. Remy’s hips try to cant up, but Emile’s hands keep him pinned down. Emile releases Remy’s clit after a moment or two so his mouth can move down to Remy’s pussy. His tongue laps across the opening a few times before it delves in, wriggling and causing Remy to squirm and cry out.
Before Remy is really aware of what he’s doing, his hands shoot down so that his fingers can bury themselves in Emile’s curly locks. He tugs at them, trying to get Emile’s tongue deeper, when he suddenly realizes his mistake, and his hands fly out of Emile’s hair like he’s been burned. Emile pulls away, mouth and chin shiny with his spit and Remy’s slick.
“Am I going to have to tie you down, baby?” Emile jokes, but his eyes widen when Remy moans at the words. His expression grows into a smirk, and he lets out a chuckle.
“Let’s save that for a different time… I wanna make sure we set proper limits,” Emile says, and Remy nods in response, hands going back to grip at the pillow. Seeming satisfied with Remy’s response, he lowers himself back down to tease his tongue along Remy’s clit. Remy lets out a wordless whine, head dropping back as he writhes against Emile’s grip. Emile’s tongue teases for a few moments more, until he fully took Remy’s clit into his mouth again. He sucks vigorously, the sloppy, wet sounds sending pleasure rocketing through Remy’s veins. He’s so lost in the sensation that he hadn’t even realized Emile had moved one of his hands until his fingers were teasing at his entrance.
“Oh god, yes, please- want your fingers!” Remy pleads, hands clenching the pillow tighter. Emile obliges, and slips one finger into Remy with little resistance, considering how worked up he had gotten. He pumps it in and out slowly, contrasting with the intense attention he’s giving Remy’s clit. He gradually ramps up the pace, eventually adding a second finger.
Remy suddenly cries out when a bolt of pleasure rockets up his spine, and it takes all of his willpower to keep his hands gripping the pillow. Emile pulls away to chuckle and meet Remy’s gaze. He presses his fingers in deeper, right against Remy’s g-spot, and Remy finds himself fighting Emile’s grip again, trying to get more sensation as he moans unabashedly.
“Do you have any idea how hot you sound? How gorgeous you look, all laid out for me? My good boy,” Emile murmurs, thrusting his fingers again.
“F-fuck, Em!” Remy moans, voice coming out mildly strangled- both from the praise and Emile’s fingers.
“And you taste exquisite,” Emile says, nearly purring as he lowers himself to lap at Remy’s clit again. He sucks it into his mouth once more, and between that and his fingers thrusting faster, Remy could feel his orgasm rapidly approaching.
“Nngh- fuck, Em, Emile, please- I’m so close!” Remy cries out, fingers digging into the pillow and eyes squeezing shut. When he opens them again, Emile is gazing up at him, a blazing, passionate fire in his eyes, and that is what does Remy in. He comes around Emile’s fingers with a drawn out moan of his name, his whole body trembling. He vaguely registers Emile pulling his fingers free (and if Remy let out a whimper because of it, that was his business), and he crawls up to first kiss his cheek, then peck a quick kiss to his lips.
“How are you feeling, baby?” Emile asks, running the fingers of his clean hand through Remy’s hair.
“Hun, I told you that I want your cock inside me and one mind-blowing orgasm isn’t gonna change that,” Remy huffs. Emile laughs and kisses Remy again, this time longer, deeper, and messier as Remy tastes himself on Emile’s tongue.
“Lemme get undressed so you can catch your breath, okay sweetheart?” Emile says with a giggle, clambering off of Remy and loosening his tie further. Once the tie is off, then comes the cardigan, his white button down- and soon enough, Emile is in his naked glory, and Remy shamelessly lets his eyes travel up and down Emile’s body. Emile flushes at the attention, but grins and makes his way back to the bed. He lays himself over Remy once more, kissing him softly but still deep and dirty at the same time. Remy moans into Emile’s mouth, subtly grinding his hips up into Emile’s.
“Easy, baby, gotta grab a condom first,” Emile murmurs against his lips, leaning over to their bedside table and blindly fumbling in the drawer until he grabs a condom with a victorious sound. He sits up and tears the packet open, then rolls the condom on. He lays over Remy once more, one hand braced next to Remy’s head while the other helps guide his cock to Remy’s slick folds.
“Emile!” Remy gasps out.
“Are you ready for me, sweetheart?” Emile asks, teasingly rocking his hips forwards so that the head of his cock just barely dips in before trailing back out.
“Nngh- yes, please!” Remy groans, hips involuntarily jerking up. Emile chuckles, and with that, pushes his cock in. He goes slow, but there is little resistance as he slides home, Remy feeling so full and body shuddering as Emile’s length fits inside him so perfectly.
“G-god, Remy! You feel so good around me, so hot and wet and perfect,” Emile groans out, leaning down to capture Remy’s lips with his own as he slowly rolls his hips. Remy moans into the kiss, hands scrabbling at Emile’s hair, shoulders, back, impossibly trying to draw him in closer.
“You really are handsy today, aren’t you?” Emile chuckles when he breaks the kiss. Remy smirks, rolling his hips up into Emile’s thrusts.
“Maybe you should do something about it,” he says cheekily. Emile giggles and takes Remy’s hands in his own, gently intertwining their fingers together and pressing his hands to the pillow on either side of his head.
“How’s this work for you, baby?” Emile murmurs.
“Mmm, it’s almost perfect, but weren’t you doing something? Specifically me?” Remy huffs, squirming his hips to try and get Emile deeper.
“Pushy,” Emile teases, slowly pulling out to the tip before slamming in again, causing Remy to arch and cry out. Emile attaches his lips to Remy’s neck as he slowly builds up the pace, leaving Remy a babbling, moaning mess.
“Ungh- Em, Emile!” Remy cries out when Emile sucks a particularly dark mark into his skin. Emile shows some mercy on his neck, and pulls away to look Remy in the eyes, the heat in his gaze almost overwhelming.
“God, I love the sound of your voice, the way you scream my name- my good boy,” Emile gasps out, sounding about as wrecked as Remy feels. It’s almost too much- with Emile on top of him, pinning him down with his hands and his gaze, and with him deep inside of Remy, praising him all the while- and suddenly Remy is aware of tears gathering in his eyes… maybe it was too much. He doesn’t really want Emile to stop, but something was- he couldn’t place it, but-
“Remy? Sweetheart, talk to me,” Emile says, concern in his eyes as he lets go of one of Remy’s hands to brush a tear away.
“I- I just got a little overwhelmed, that’s all,” Remy says, beginning to full-on cry despite his assurances to Emile.
“Was it me pinning you down? I knew we should’ve waited until we talked it out more…” Emile trails off, looking guilty.
“No! It was good, at first. I- I think it just became too much when y-you were looking at me, and uh… complimenting me,” Remy admits, cheeks tinging pink with embarrassment. Concern mixes with the guilt in Emile’s expression, and he gently brushes a thumb across Emile’s cheek. Despite the confusing mess of emotions, Remy feels a jolt of arousal at the simple touch.
“Sweetheart… you aren’t being mean to my boyfriend, are you?” Emile asks, raising an eyebrow. Remy sighs and rolls his eyes.
“Babes, I know I can be an insecure bitch sometimes, but I like it when you- you say nice things about me. You know I have a praise kink, you use it against me constantly,” Remy teases.
“I do not! And you’re not a bitch,” Emile protests.
“You do, and you’re right- I’m your bitch,” Remy says in a near purr.
“Remy,” Emile admonishes, but flushes all the same.
“It’s true! I like being yours, now stop beating yourself up for making me cry. I just had too much of a good thing,” Remy says with a wink. Emile huffs out a laugh, and Remy admires his blush growing deeper.
“Do you want to keep going? It’s okay if you want to stop, but if you’re up for continuing, I think we should try something different,” Emile suggests, peaking Remy’s interest.
“I definitely want to keep going… what do you have in mind?” Remy asks, eyebrow raised.
“Do you think it would help if you could set the pace?” Emile asks, and Remy shivers.
“You- you mean like riding you?” he gasps out. Emile doesn’t reply at first, instead shifting to wrap his arms around Remy’s waist and rolling them over- his cock staying firmly buried in Remy, but the angle shifts slightly and causes Remy to let out a long drawn-out moan.
“Something like that,” Emile says, voice low and sending shivers down Remy’s spine.
“Ohhhh- fuck, Emile,” Remy gasps out, shifting so that he’s more or less sitting up in Emile’s lap.
“I’m hoping you’ll get to that, yes,” Emile teases. Remy huffs out a mildly irritated breath, bracing his hands on Emile’s chest and rising his hips up before bringing them down again. Emile thrusts up to meet him with a moan, hands flying up to grip at Remy’s hips.
“Oh- sh-shoot, sorry, is that okay?” Emile asks breathily, hands loosening their grip slightly.
“You can grab at me, babes… you’re gonna need something to hold on to,” Remy replies with a grin, lifting his hips up again and then slamming them down, setting a brutal pace. Emile’s hips snap up to meet each thrust, nails digging in at Remy’s hips as he holds on for dear life.
“Ohhhh, baby, Remy! I’m so close, you feel so good, so hot-” Emile cries out, sentence cutting off with a moan. Remy lets out a groan, leaning down to kiss Emile, letting him buck his hips up into Remy. Emile moans into his mouth, thrusting faster as he let one hand release his hip and trail down to his clit. He rubs at it firmly, causing Remy to break away from the kiss and cry out as he comes around Emile. The feeling of Remy pulsing and shuddering around him, combined with a few sharp thrusts up, draws out Emile’s orgasm as well. He moans out Remy’s name, rolling his hips up to help both of them along. Remy all but collapses against Emile’s chest, moaning softly.
“Fucking hell… should’ve ridden you sooner,” Remy huffs out, breathless.
“It looked like you were enjoying yourself… maybe I should give it a try once your strap-on comes in,” Emile hums thoughtfully, running a hand through Remy’s slightly sweaty hair. A low whimper escapes Remy’s throat against his will.
“Gurl, you’re gonna kill me at this rate… you can’t just say things like that without giving me a chance to catch my breath before you work me up again,” Remy whines. Emile chuckles, pressing a kiss to Remy’s hair.
“Sorry, sweetheart. As fun as it would be to go again, you tired me out pretty good! Now, do you think you could get off of me so I can get rid of this condom, clean us both up a little bit, and cuddle you properly?” Emile asks. Remy groans dramatically, but he pushes himself up off of Emile’s chest, and lets out a soft moan as he rises up and lets Emile slip out of him. He flops over to the other side of Emile, causing his boyfriend to giggle at his dramatics. He presses a soft kiss to Remy’s cheek before getting up.
“I’ll be right back, okay Remy?” he asks softly.
“M’kay. Love you,” Remy replies with a yawn. Emile chuckles, then leans down to kiss Remy, this time on the mouth.
“Love you too.”
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FE3H misc. spicy HCs
I did a handful of general spicy headcanons for some of my FE3H favs a while back as a break from an ongoing fic I was working on, so I figured I'd post that over here too.
Linhardt, Felix, Lorenz, Seteth, Jeritza
x gender neutral reader
18+ NSFW v
Linhardt:
Not a very high sex drive, but when the mood strikes it's fierce- though even if you're together for years you might not be able to tell he's horny until the moment he says something blunt and unabashedly lewd about wanting you immediately. He’s very comfortable initiating.
Usually a bottom, as you'd imagine, but a power bottom of sorts; he feels completely at ease communicating exactly what he wants, what feels good, etc, and loves to be able to watch your body move above him.
Will learn your every single weakness, turn-on and sensitive spot and utilize them mercilessly. He's absolutely fascinated by the minutiae of pleasuring you, mentally noting even small changes in your breathing or tone of voice.
Not very experienced to start, but a very fast learner
While not outlandishly kinky, he's open minded, and willing to try just about anything once- provided it's not too strenuous
Can become entranced and even aroused by seemingly odd, innocuous things- it's not unusual for him to catch an interesting color in your eyes, or a quirk in how you walk or move your hands when you talk, and find himself needing to express his affection for you directly
Very good with his hands, and very invested in foreplay; he becomes so enamoured with the subtle pleasures of touching and tasting you that it may be agonizingly long before it occurs to him to actually seek out his own climax. He’s gentle in a way that’s almost unbearable, all making him something of an unintentional tease.
Felix:
Somewhat high sex drive, once he's with someone he's comfortable with- he's kept himself from intimacy for so long that he's a starved man with someone he actually likes
By the same token, he's not likely to come out and say when he's turned on. Fortunately for you, he's also not good at hiding it, becoming unusually handsy and a bit territorial with you when his physical needs arise.
Not very vocal during sex, but what moans he actually let’s himself make are raw, desperate and lustful. Similarly, he’s not much one for dirty talk, since he’s generally focused entirely on the physical sensations, but you might catch him muttering “yes” or “mine” against your neck.
He secretly loves it when you tease him, but loves it even more when you're too dizzy with pleasure to speak clearly enough to give him sass. He loves watching your expressions, always aiming for that post-coital dazed and over-fucked smile.
Sex is generally energetic and passionate, sometimes even a bit competitive; you may try to see who can resist cumming for longer, or wrestle to see who ends up topping.
He likes marking you with hickies, scratches, etc. While not outwardly possessive, he does like to know that you're his (and vice versa)
He's surprisingly weak to compliments and praise, especially if it feels sincere. Bonus points for moaning his name, or picking up on small details of what he enjoys and so on. Basically anything that makes it abundantly clear that it's him that you want to be with and that he makes you feel incredible.
Even he is caught off-guard by how much it turns him on to see his partner being strong in any sense- strong willed, physically strong, anything that impresses him about his SO is also likely to deeply arouse him. It’s especially gratifying to be on top of such a strong person and make them dazed and spaced-out with pleasure.
Lorenz:
An average sex drive, but he'll restrain himself for fear of propriety for ages before initiating anything more scandalous than kissing.
By that token, he’s extremely fun to tease, conspicuously blushing and stuttering over even light touches or a brief kiss on his neck. In truth, he gets a real thrill out of this, but only admits this to you after a particularly brazen incident where you steal him away in an empty corridor for some heavy kissing and rubbing him from atop his clothing, then free him to go about his business for the day completely wound up and frazzled.
Certainly the type to “make love” rather than fuck, unless he were with someone for long enough that they would request something more rough from him, and he trusted that they would instruct him.
Adores spoiling his lover; scented oils, massages, long hot baths, the works. Your pleasure is his foremost priority. As such, he takes instruction very well- more than happy to do exactly as you say and revelling in any moans or words of encouragement he can earn from you.
He finds it ungentlemanly to be on the bottom and “make you do all the work” unless you really insist. Generally, he’s more of a service top.
Loves giving his partner oral and could easily keep at it until you need him to make love to you. Your taste, touching your lower body, the sounds you make- he’s absolutely intoxicated by every part of going down on you.
Somewhat surprisingly, he’s more than happy to indulge in dirty talk, but less surprisingly, it tends to be deeply poetic and romantic. That being said, he’s more than happy to hear you utter any sort of filthy words he may inspire in you, as it means he’s performing well.
Seteth:
This is probably showing my favoritism, but my personal very headcanon-y headcanon is that Nabatean men are better endowed, have greater stamina and “fecundity,” and so on compared to humans, given being like near-godlike themselves (at least at full power) and since, even before the massacre, there didn’t seem to be many of them overall, so greater fertility would be a valued trait. But really this just comes down to me being hot for Seteth, okay? Just let me have this.
He’s fairly sexually flexible, given how long he’s been around, but it will take a long while before he’s ready to let himself express his (predictably pent up and frustrated) desires for you openly.
Once the physical part of the relationship has started to open up, however, he’s intense, focused, and thorough. He wants to touch every part of you, hold you as close as he can, and satisfy you utterly and completely.
A big post-sex cuddler, as he’s got strong protective instincts and wants you close and safe. Even more so if the sex got really rough and you’re both coming down from that high.
While there’s certainly a bit of a “repressed beast” situation in regards to his libido, he’ll generally let his partner take the lead in suggesting kinks or experimentations.
He’s a Switch and enjoys power play- either pinning you down and verbally dominating you, or begging to be tied up and used. It never gets overly violent, but the psychological element of a sub-dom relationship plays into his authoritative personality.
He has a strict “no physical contact during work hours” policy, but if you catch him working late into the night once everyone else is gone, you may become very familiar with the surface of his desk.
Jeritza:
Similar to Felix, his sex drive can be pretty high, but only after the long and difficult process of getting him to actually open up to someone. Once he’s come around to actually liking a person, however, he’s deeply enamoured with their body.
An odd mixture of sweet and intense- catching you in deep, erotic kisses, but also more than happy to fuck you into the mattress or against a wall.
He loves to affect your body in any way he can. He wants to know how much he turns you on, hear your moans, feel your body tense and your nails along his back and through his hair. Overall, he responds very well to an active and expressive lover who will show him exactly how much they want him.
You’re gonna have to find a way of coping with the Death Knight, unfortunately. This is why Jeritza is actually not as “violent” as you may expect in bed, as that can trigger a personality lapse, and the Death Knight is absolutely a fighter and not a lover.
Can actually be pretty damn kinky, even initiating some new things that you may not have expected. That said, he refuses to tie you up, for fear of slipping up and hurting you. He’s perfectly alright with being tied up, though he remarks that it’s fairly silly, given he could easily break out. In fact, breaking out of restraints might become part of the kink itself.
Pretty big into food play- he definitely wants to lick up ice cream or syrup off of your body, and will absolutely lose himself in the sensory experience of it all.
After a battle, he especially craves intimacy, as being raw and passionate with another person who he somehow cares for tethers him to feeling “alive” and being Jeritza, rather than the childlike Emile of his past, or the bloodthirsty Death Knight in his psyche.
#not sfw text#spicy headcanons#fe3h#fe3h headcanons#fe3h not sfw#fire emblem headcanons#fire emblem#fire emblem three houses#seteth fire emblem#lorenz hellman gloucester#felix hugo fraldarius#linhardt von hevring#jeritza von hrym
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Adam can be an mix between gentle dom or hard dom, it really depends what mood he's in, if Emil isn't in a match with him and reader he's not afraid to get reader in an locker and give him the time of his life, or bending reader over a cipher
Bro Reader is just constantly getting railed-
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Top, Bottom, or Switch
Due to the influx of nsfw requests in my inbox, this needs to be said
Feel free to roast me in either my inbox or DMs if you disagree, but this is the hill I will die on
*all underage characters are aged up
America - Alfred Jones
Our boy is a true switch
Has the tendency to be a bit rough when he’s topping
Canada - Matthew Williams
I see him as a switch with a preference to bottom
Enjoys being a service top, though
China - Yao Wang
Honestly? I can’t read this fuckin’ guy
Probably a vanilla top, though
England - Arthur Kirkland
He’s defo a top
France - Francis Bonnefoy
Total👏service👏top👏
He does his absolute best to serve his partner and put their wants before his
Russia - Ivan Braginski
He’s accidentally a very rough top
He doesn’t try to, he’s just too dummy thicc
Germany - Ludwig Beilschmidt
100% top
If his partner is chill with it, he’d like to be an extremely rough dom
Japan - Kiku Honda
Power bottom, thank you for coming to my TED Talk
North Italy - Feliciano Vargas
I think he’s a switch
Has the tendency to be top with ladies, and a bottom with gentlemen, but doesn’t really have much of a preference
Prussia - Gilbert Beilschmidt
He’s a bottom, and you can pry this from my cold, dead hands
I mean- he’s canonically a virgin, or at least that’s what the garter he wore symbolizes
South Italy - Lovino Vargas
Switch, but when he’s not topping, he’s a power bottom
Boy likes having control, idk what to tell you
Estonia - Eduard von Bock
Pure Switch Energy™
Latvia - Raivis Galante
Sentimental bottom
He just loves his partner so much-
Lithuania - Toris Laurinaitis
Lowkey?
A top
Denmark - Mathias Køhler
Enthusiastic top
Finland - Tino Väinämöinen
Top
He’s either incredibly rough, or incredibly gentle
Ah, the duality of man
Iceland - Emil Steilsson
I just want to say that I hc him as demisexual
And also an easily flustered bottom
Norway - Lukas Bondevik
Top
Sweden - Berwald Oxenstierna
Switch
Belarus - Natalia Arlovskaya
Top
Babe knows what she wants and how to get it
Ukraine - Katyusha Braginskaya
Gentle bottom
Don’t hurt her, she’ll probably cry >:\
Hungary - Elizabeta Héderváry
Switch
When she's topping she likes to absolutely dominate her partner, but when she's bottoming, she likes being dominated
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He’s somehow a brat and goofy at the same time
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She can be a bit of a lazy lover, opting for her partner to do the majority, if not all, of the work
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Will occasionally be a brat
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ൠ - random headcanon
If the kitchen is the heart of a household, Monty wonders sometimes what the one in Endine’s Headquarters says about any of them. There’s a memory that rests against the bottom cupboards, his back pressed against the wood and Athena resting against his shoulders, a bottle half finished between them and talking about dreams that feel just a little too far out of reach. He aches to think about it now, because he thinks he’s getting everything he wanted and she’s gotten none of it. And he doesn’t know what to thank or what to blame for that, if it’s the product of all of those quietly held ambitions or an absence of hers, or maybe he just got lucky, but it leaves him faintly guilty for it.
He finds too many shelves bare when he returns from Italy, so the second day back sees him in the kitchen with bags of groceries on the counter, restocking boxes of cereal that they always seem to burn through fastest when there are so many children under their roof. Enough of their pictures pinned to the refrigerator with alphabet magnets, crayon drawing of the building he stands in, stick drawings of friends or family, of mythical creatures that several of them can craft just out of will and illusion. It’s the same kind of magic that he’s sure makes Osun and Frankie such a popular subject, but he’s sure their personalities have just as much to do with it, because the picture he can find of himself, he’s a tall, stiff figure next to Athena.
It’s there that two of the younger kids find him, still putting away milk and eggs on the middle shelf. Selina isn’t quite a teenager yet, still a few months away, and the little brother who trails at her heels is behind her by a few years and more than a foot of height. It’s still for his sake that she asks Monty to hold out a wrist. The bracelet is gray and blue and black, colors twined together and framing the tacky white beads that spell out his name. It still makes Monty smile warmly, trying to catch the wide and hopeful gaze of the boy hiding just behind her. A familiar shyness that he’s been slow to step past the bounds of. He’s a telekinetic and she’s a telepath, both of their parents dead, and Endine HQ is the most stable home they’ve had since.
“He wanted to give it to you before you left, but...” She shrugs, and he can fill the rest in for himself; he came over later and left earlier than he has in years past.
“Thank you, Kyle,” he says. “I love it.” A smile to match the wealth of gratitude in his voice, and he holds his hand out to shake in a mockery of formality, something more playful to skim past how much he can relate to the discomfort of having someone touch him without permission. But it surprises him when he pushes forward to hug one of his legs instead.
It leaves Monty hesitating for a brief moment before his hand settles on the top of his head, smiling at the words even if it’s his fault they’re a week delayed. “Merry Christmas Dr. Monty.”
Often enough the kitchen smells like coffee, even if he thinks it’s rarely the kind that Emil would approve of. The steady drip of it filling a pot that might help keep him going through all the work he still has to get through, up too late and here too early, half the morning already spent in his office trying to sort out where Sentinels would be best placed when he isn’t sure exactly what the Institute’s next move is. Only that a single threat seems enough of a reason to ask Dietrich for a favor when he comes down for breakfast. Stealing a familiar seat next to him before asking if he wouldn’t mind spending a little more time at the Voodoo on its busier nights. It isn’t anything official because it can’t be, not without overstepping in two directions.
But at some point he gave Monty his loyalty and sometime he wonders if he’s walking a familiar line between utilizing and using him for that. It still gives him pause when there’s only a single detail he clarifies, still looking down at his cereal and his face a familiar, unreadable mask that some days he still struggles to see past. “That’s where Emil Pavone works, right?”
If it cuts right to the heart of it, he doesn’t feel the intrusive press of someone else’s thoughts so he doesn’t really know what to make of it. “Yes?”
He nods his head, but whatever mystery that solves for him, he doesn’t share, and Monty feels a sinking in his stomach. “So mostly weekends?”
“Yes,” Monty tells him. “Thank you.” And there’s little that follows, but it’s only after he takes his coffee and walks away that he feels the warm flush spreading through his frame, the kind he imagines would absolutely thrill Emil. Feeling his skin turning red from his ears down, and for a moment all he can feel is mortified, remembering a library in Valerian’s Headquarters and he drinks his coffee a little more quickly like it’s ever served him at all in erasing embarrassment.
Another week finds him in a similar position if not a different hour of the day, a game promised to Dev that’s slipped through the cracks, and she’s been quick to remind him of. Aware how quickly she can turn petty when she feels like she’s being ignored, but he doesn’t think that’s what follows the words she drops while she waits at the kitchen counter with him. “You don’t sleep here anymore,” she says, and Monty imagines it’s just as much to fill the silence when patience has never been one of her virtues. He leans his lower back against the counter, lifting a brow at her and waiting for anything else to follow, but it never does.
They’re words he honestly expected long before now, a shift in habits that he was sure didn’t go unnoticed. And he knows there’s a question in there somewhere, but he doesn’t volunteer the answer, and that shouldn’t be surprising to any of them by now. “No, I don’t.”
Her lips press together into a thin line, some measure of frustration looking back at him that he would find funnier if he weren’t always wary about anyone getting too close to something personal. And there is little that’s more personal than where he’s been sleeping and who he’s been sleeping with, but if that’s the question she’s trying to circle around to, it’s not the one she finally gives. “With the timing, I thought it might be because of... you know...”
It doesn’t surprise him that she doesn’t find it easy to say. It surprises him more than he does. “The Institute?”
“Yes, that.” There is a noticeable tension the second the word is out in the open, and he can’t blame her for it, but he does regret the discomfort it causes her. It’s a strange sort of guilt, all of Emil’s reminders that there are people around him who would understand suddenly left front and center in his thoughts. And if he still feels certain it wouldn’t help him any to keep talking through it, he wonders if it wouldn’t have helped her or her brother. “You know Dom thinks it’s about him? That we’re too much for you to deal with on top of everything else. I think you’re just off playing the stoic hero.” She pauses briefly, looking down at the counter. “I had... dreams. After. Is that what’s happening to you?”
For a moment he feels colder, he feels worse, because she’s worried, and if she’s not entirely wrong, she’s far from right. He had those dreams, he had those moments where he woke up and couldn’t remember where he was, but he doesn’t think he’s had any since he told Emil he forgave him. Either way he doesn’t want to admit any of it, but he wants to leave her alone in this even less. “I had a few,” he admits after a long moment before clarifying what he thinks is more important. “But that’s not why. And it’s not any of you either. What did you dream about?”
She rolls her eyes, breath escaping in a small huff. “I was asking about you, Monty.”
“And I was asking about you.” He offers a tight smile before the coffee goes off, and if there is more he could offer, that’s the only thing that he does. A warm cup that he presses into her hands before following her out of the room with an easy dismissal of her concerns. “Thank you. But you don’t need to.” And if he stops short of saying I’m fine, he thinks right now, he is.
A few nights later leaves him and Dom at the island counter, the younger man looking a familiar mixture of stubborn and penitent, pained and frustrated, wincing against the cold compress Monty presses against his face and taking refuge in the open carton of ice cream in front of him. “You said you would stop,” he chastises. His voice not quite as gentle as he’d like it to be when his own frustration is too close to the surface, pulling him away from a quiet and comfortable evening at home and back out to the Pit to pick up the child who swore he’d stop going.
“I know, I just-” He frowns down at his ice cream like it might have answers for him, and Monty isn’t sure if he’s grateful or annoyed that he eventually skips over familiar excuses. “Are you going to tell Athena?”
“I don’t know,” Monty tells him honestly. And maybe he should, maybe it was what he should have done the first time, but he softens slightly at the hope that looks up at him, a violence he knows better than anyone is born from something lost, something helpless. “Not tonight.” A sigh escapes him afterwards, gaze skimming over Dom and all of his fresh bruises before it skates past him to the fridge where children’s pictures hang, his coffee maker sitting on the counter. The half empty bottle that’s been stashed away higher out of reach and thinking briefly that they’re running low on cereal again before his attention returns to the man in front of him. And if he still can’t tell what their kitchen says about the heart of Endine, he hopes it’s some version of family.
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ship meme thing for allllllla our ships xoxo orumad
omg the whole SQUAD let’s fuckin DO THIS !!! @orumad
who is the most affectionate ?
cilla and daisy are EXTREMELY affectionate, they just love holding hands, kissing, just being close. mick loves having his arm around del’s waist, and he gets progressively more affectionate as the drinks go around. pru is affectionate with bee in a very Horny Girl way 24 / 7 so her affection actually becomes very sweet when she’s drunk / high. we’re not at all surprised that caia and lauren are the queens of affection, but mostly to each other.
big spoon / little spoon ?
considering that she’s a vampire, elliot needs SOMETHING to feel like a Big Man ( ugh, boys ) so he’s def got big spoon energy. liam’s big spoon, but he’s always poking fern’s back. romy is big spoon for molly, but that’s probably an ego thing because she def bottoms. WHY am i soft about duffy platonically cuddling vee their whole lives until one day it doesn’t feel Very Friendly ? big soft.
favorite non - sexual activity ?
hunting sport ( re: stupid humans ) for gid and rome, but at some point, that turns a lil sexual. before he got swept up into work, grady loved watching tracy / hepburn films with cecile. liam and fern genuinely loving jamming and shit talking together, cilla and henry love spontaneous date nights, emmy and dom drink and plot together that’s almost foreplay. emile and marilyn taunt each other mercilessly, but they really do enjoy getting to know one another without that pressure. camille and emile are the masters of non sexual intimacy, so they’ll just stare at the sky or make more awful bets with one another.
who is most likely to carry the other ?
Big Ivor carries Little Cecile and yes, we love it ! dusty probably carries vee and lucas around constantly. in a sad way, molly’s probably carried romy out of many bars :( johnny drags cam’s tiny ass out of clubs, sadie and del are both going Through It so they carry each other out of many los angeles night clubs where they’ve started shit and don’t want to deal with it.
what is their favorite feature of their partner’s ?
gideon fully believes that rome is the most beautiful creation of all time, though he’d fuck himself with a chainsaw before ever acknowledging it aloud. hannah is genuinely attracted to freddie’s inherent goodness and idk, probably feels some connection with that sort of brokenness, too. pru loves bee’s nose and will do the bradley cooper nose touch thing from a star is born when she’s drunk, probs to bee’s annoyance. jack literally believes is kimber is SO fucking cute and wonderful, it aches her. mick is obvs taken with the eyes AND the boobs. call it fucked, but emmy loves when dom goes ice cold on someone --- just not HER.
what’s the first thing that changes when they realize they have feelings for the other ?
johnny and cameron likely bickered more often and tbh, i feel like one mick realized he had legit feelings for delphine, he acted super weird and the whole family noticed. fern was probably very gentle about it but liam went full tf is up with you, kid ? cameron and freddie always inherently had feelings for one another, so it was just there from the get go.
nicknames ? and if so, how did they originate ?
most of the nicknames are just ones everyone sort of had growing up ? pru, bee, vee, mickey, duffy, del, etc. like, i don’t know if any nicknames are singular to any particular ship tbh they’re free for everyone.
who worries the most ?
fern worries about liam more than she lets on and it’s probably her inner saboteur that has her cope with that by drinking with ethan. gideon worries about lauren CONSTANTLY, because he’d legit die if anything happened to her or caia. he doesn’t worry about rome necessarily, but he gets wind of her endeavors without him and hopes she’s staying safe. jack wonders if she’s going to fall into old habits the longer she’s around pru, del, and co., so she’s worried about disappointing / hurting kimber because of that. arlo knows coco has her shit together, but he can’t help but worry !!! she doesn’t need his concern and he knows she can handle herself but he does !! want to help !!
who remembers what the other one always orders at a restaurant ?
bee probably remembers the food at fancy restaurants that don’t make pru gag, so she always reminds her what to get ; dom can be upsettingly charming when he remembers what daisy’s favorite dessert is, and she’s never convincing when she pretends to be annoyed that he’s already ordered it. on the flip side, emmy’s known dom’s drink order since they were sixteen. grady remembers the gist of cecile’s favorite, but ivor’s always the one who rushes to the kitchen to let the chef know exactly what her preference is. simon has em’s thai takeout order MEMORIZED.
who tops ?
shocked to learn that bee wasn’t kidding about the occasional topping ! though daphne def topped her. mick physically tops, del does it emotionally. molly tops romy which is amazing for their height difference, and olivia and esme def battle it out every time, LOVE that for them.
who initiates kisses ?
cilla is big on kissing often, so henry tends to arrive at parties with some trace of her lipstick on him every time. with everything going on in the press, dom and emmy are wise to play up their affection, but behind closed doors, he’s definitely the one to initiate. dusty probably drunk kisses lucas every time and it’s just never mentioned ever again. jack’s horny on main, so she’s always all over kimber. meg initiates kisses often, though mostly as a power play.
who reaches for the other’s hand first?
cameron, always. johnny, freddie, cecile, etc --- doesn’t matter, she’s holding their hand. duffy gets VERY excited about holding vee’s hand, so he tries it often. jimmy probably tried to hold sadie’s hand once and she elbowed him, but caia loves all form of affection, so she got very flustered when he first grabbed hers. simon’s learned to place a hand at the small of em’s back when they attend events together.
who kisses the hardest ?
unless she’s drunk, pru has no idea how to be soft so she’s always kissing with a bigger plan in mind. liam probs kisses rough, too. simon’s big on heady kisses, and if ivor ever gets the chance, HELL YEAH.
who wakes up first ?
cilla’s only an early riser if she hasn’t gone to bed, so henry’s usually the one trying to make sure she’s up before noon. dom’s always up early, and while daisy was the type to mumble sweetly for him to stay longer, emmy usually doesn’t stir unless she wakes up in a Mood and pulls at him to stay behind. bee’s always up before pru, and pru thinks that’s a complete crime.
who wants to stay in bed just a little longer ?
gideon obvs doesn’t sleep, but when he allows himself to rest, he demands WEEKS of going undisturbed, so imagine a pale, lonely freak vampire sitting in the woods and staring at the sky motionless basically. meg, unlike bee, happily sleeps in late and takes her sweet fucking time to do it, though with sid she always skips out before morning. ivy doesn’t believe in anything before one pm, so surprise surprise that nora started suggesting breakfast dates for nik.
who says i love you first ?
since they’re all stupid soft, gonna go out on a limb and assume it was mostly mine idiots who said it first. except for obvious ones like sadie, who ran to the hills, and gideon, who believes love is too weak to encompass it.
who tells their family/friends about their relationship first ?
listen EVERY CHARACTER IN EVERY GENERATION IS TOO CLOSE so nobody needed to be told. someone gets together, and by the time they home, the information has fully been spread.
what do their family/friends think of their relationship ?
each ship has their own pros and cons, and while certain people have LOUDER opinions ( fern loves bee, doesn’t understand why pru let her go ; if cameron were alive, she’d be politely and quietly apprehensive about camille’s friendship with clem’s son, the same with daisy and henry / cilla, etc. ) but it’s usually either we hate this ( meg @ pru/bee, sadie @ mick/sadie ) or we love this ( fern @ pru/bee, mick @ jimmy/caia, dusty @ duffy/vee )
who is more likely to start dancing with the other ?
lauren’s always the one who gets elliot dancing, grady would’ve sat in the corner at his own wedding if not for cecile while simon LOVES to dance and always guides em and asha out to the floor. pearl will pull ANYONE out to dance with her.
who cooks more/who is better at cooking ?
cameron is a horrible cook and has set freddie and johnny’s respective kitchens ablaze many times, marilyn has specialty dishes but she’s too lazy to cook often. ivor knows the basic, but he whips them up for cecile. nora’s excellent at cooking, but for some reason, only nik and coco have ever tried it.
who comes up with cheesy pick up lines ?
simon is often too hetero for his own good. clementine is guilty of this, too, but she’s cute enough to get away with.
who whispers inappropriate things in the other’s ear during inappropriate times ?
BIG ROME AND GIDEON ENERGY. also big dom and emmy / daisy energy. jack and kimber are definitely guilty of this, too. jules probably whispered something indecent to bella at cecile’s wake ( big ow typing that ! ) and it made bella feel so normal for five seconds that she was sort of always endeared after that.
who needs more assurance ?
given their history, hannah and freddie need a lot of reassurance from each other. that was obviously a problem for mick and look how THAT turned out. immediately post rehab romy needed a lot of validation from molly, which became messy.
what would be their theme song ?
MOST OF THEM HAVE SOUNDTRACKS AND SONGS BUT THERE ARE A LIL TOO MANY !!!!!!
who would sing to their child back to sleep ?
cameron could NOT sing, but did it all the time for daisy and henry, so bless freddie’s patience. fern walked in on liam softy singing one of his inappropriate songs to pru once and loved it, a la baby emma and baby got back. duffy does this constantly for his daughter, and vee’s definitely caught him a few times. emmy would never sing, but she def played medieval choir music over bastien’s baby monitor and dom was full ???? over this.
what do they do when they’re away from each other ?
most of the time they literally do not shut up about the other person, for better or worse. or it’s messy and they don’t consider them enough. it’s VERY one or another, which never turns out well.
one headcanon about this otp that breaks your heart.
AGAIN too many to choose from but the way we wrote charlie out and put johnny in as daisy’s father ? astounding, 10 / 10 because that works a little TOO well for the dynamics that played out with gen two and makes cam’s death hit a little HARDER. also we’ve been saying this for years but ivor / dom interaction pls. the scandal of it all.
one headcanon about this otp that mends it.
soft concept is the scooby gang ( there’s no freddie, just gay daphne, a shaggy and scooby, and velma ) having elaborate halloween plans every year, even if it’s just to have a movie marathon. costumes are often required, and dusty LOVES some good riddles, so she’ll get every stoned and hide clues around the apartment that lead to the snacks.
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Side stuff
Virgil is a struggling broke ass college student in need of money, so a friend suggests a company that might work for him. Virgil reluctantly agrees (mostly out of embarrassment)
He meets the director, cameraman, and writer (also owner) of the company, Thomas. He discusses things woth him before meeting the actors.
Roman and Remus play the family/incest kink. They look very much alike (even though they are pretty sure they aren't brothers)
Patton does Daddy Kink/DDLB stuff. He is a definite Daddy Dom and only ever doms in his videos.
Logan does Teacher/Student kinks. He usually plays the dominant role, but has done a few scenes with Patton. He definitely enjoyed himself those times.
Dee (which is the only name anyone knows him by for now) does consentual noncon. He can cry on cue and gets reslly into the role. He likes to do videos with fans (but only after an overprotective Thomas has met the fan and made sure he wasnt dangerous)
Remy does somnophilia. You could consider it consensual noncon, but he just enjoys it. Whether being fucked or having a toy inside him, when Thomas shiws him the videos he can tell he enjoys it. He has done scenes with some of the others for fun, but not often.
Emile does medical/doctor kink. He loves to tease, so ususally his partner in his videos ends up getting denied orgasm and teased to insanity.
When Virgil joins, he is so shy an awkward, they have him try out the shy/innocent virgin. He ends up enjoying it, especially since Patton was the one he did his first video with. Patton was gentle and caring and sweet, with a touch of roughness. By the end, Virgil was absolutely on Cloud 9.
Thomas made the company to be safe. He takes pride in making sure his actors and friends are comfortable. He pays them $1,000 per video they do, plus an extra $10 per view. He makes YouTube videos that are SFW and they explain sex safety and tips for pleasure. They also answer fan questions!
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Emil is feral going down on reader while Adam is a mix of gentle dom and rough
Emil is more of the ‘scream and cry for me’ while Adam is a ‘make a single noise and you’ll be punished’ kinda dude
Loving that
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January 2019 Drabble Masterlist
Also on AO3 and Wattpad.
Drabbles (100 words):
Double - Anxceitality - Virgil and Patton corner Declan and he likes it.
Face Fucking - Logince - Roman really wants to fuck Logan’s face.
Sight - LAMPD - Virgil puts on a show for his daddy Patton.
New Year - Prinxiety w/ polyamsanders - Roman wants to start the new year right.
Harder - Virgil/Any - Virgil wants to be taken harder and rougher.
Marking - Anxceit - Declan loves to mark Virgil up.
Double Teamed - Moxieceit - Patton gets fucked by both of his boys.
Wreck - Sleepceit - Remy really, really want to wreck Declan.
No, Sir - Analogical - Virgil is snappy with his dom so earns a punishment.
Tickled - Patton/Any - Patton finds out he likes being tickled.
Don’t - Logince - Roman isn’t great at giving blow jobs, Logan doesn’t mind.
Barely Legal - Prinxiety - Roman is barely into his 18th birthday and Virgil’s here to fuck him.
Come Marking - Logicality - Patton really, really wants to mark Logan with his come.
Gangbang - LAMPD - Patton is the centre of attention today.
Morning Sex - Moxiety - Virgil wakes to Patton rutting against him.
Mirror - Roman/Any - Roman is ordered to touch himself in front of the mirror.
Breath Play - Analogical - Virgil wants to be choked and is.
Body Worship - Logince - Roman shows Logan just how much he adores his body.
Size Queen - Roman/Sleep - Roman has a thing for big dicks, luckily Remy has a big dick.
Come Marking - Moxiety - Virgil has a thing for come marking, Patton doesn’t mind.
Orgasm Denial - Prinxiety - Roman likes winding Virgil up.
Toys - Logince - Logan and Roman enjoy teasing each other a little too much.
Gentle - Logince - Roman doesn’t do gentle sex but maybe just this once.
Strip - Analogince - Roman encourages stripping in the bedroom.
Quiet - Loceit - Declan needs Logan to be quiet to not be caught.
Mirror - Anxceit - Virgil fucks Declan in front of a mirror.
Cross Dressing - Prinxiety - Roman dresses up for Virgil and Virgil loves it.
Wet Dream - Prinxiety - Virgil has a wet dream, Roman just watches.
Wet Dream - Patton/Any - Patton wakes from a wet dream.
Sex Pollen - Logicality - Logan doesn’t really mind suffering the effects of an aphrodisiac, especially with Patton.
Hot Tub - Moceit - Declan get a little hot and bothered in the hot tub with Patton.
Injury - Moxieceit - Patton and Virgil help Declan get off when he’s physically unable.
Porn - Analogical - Virgil watches porn with his boyfriend and they’re both as embarrassed as each other.
Spit Roasting - Logicaliceit - Patton and Declan double team Logan.
Sexting - Analogical - Virgil and Logan get steamy over text.
Multiple Orgasms - Remile - Emile treats his boyfriend a bit too much.
Double Drabbles (200 words):
Riding - Analogical - Logan tries to ride Virgil. Keyword: tries.
Sugar Daddy - Logicality - Logan is Patton’s sugar daddy with a twist.
Sugar Baby - Analogical - Logan knows just how to make his sugar baby happy.
Body Swap - Prinxiety - Virgil and Roman body swap with, uh, interesting results.
Double Penetration - Logicaliceit - Logan gets double penetrated and covered in come.
Hooker - Elleit - Declan is a hooker who’s captured Elliott’s attention.
Shower - Logince - Roman coaxes Logan into having shower sex.
Restraints - Logicality - sometimes Logan just needs to relax and let go.
Sword - Analogince - Roman realises he doesn’t mind being at sword point.
Dirty Talk - Analogical - Virgil dirty talks as Logan sucks him off.
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