Make Me Forget - Mark (Midsommar)

Make Me Forget - Mark (Midsommar)

This is literally a pretend rebound for someone I've never even met or have dated, cause I'm fuckin' delusional. I just wrote this to make myself feel better lmao

NSFW WARNING - MINORS DNI

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How could he do this? How could he do this to me? Did I do something wrong? Was I not good enough? Everything seemed fine, why would he do this now? I thought he loved me...

Tears kept rolling down your face as you got into your car, your heart newly broken from the man you thought you'd spend the rest of your life with, only to find out he'd fallen in love with someone else.

You never expected it. He always told you how much he cared about you, even when he broke up with you. He made it clear that he never cheated on you, he'd never do that to anyone, and you believed him. He wasn't that type of person. He was always so kind and caring, that's why he didn't want to lead you on and told you right away what was going on. Didn't hurt any less.

You supposed it was better to know before you asked him to move in with you, that would've been awful.

You realized you were just sitting in his driveway, letting your tears fall freely and broken sobs echo around the quiet vehicle. You had to get out of there, but you didn't want to go home. You could already see yourself entering your home that was filled with memories of the time you spend with this person, and it made feel like you were going to be sick. No, home wasn't an option. All you felt was an aching in your chest, but numbness at the same time. You just wanted to feel something else, anything else.

You put your gear lever in drive, only one person coming to mind to help you with this problem. He may not have the emotional intelligence to comfort you, but thankfully, comfort isn't what you were seeking. It was reckless, and probably not the healthiest way to cope with a breakup, but you couldn't care less.

You exhaled a shaky breath as you exited your car, quickly shaking off your nerves and knocked on the door before you chickened out. The door opened fairly quickly, revealing one of your sort of friends, Mark. "Y/n? What are you doing here?" He questioned, a slight expression of confusion on his face.

You and Mark weren't really friends, per say. You two didn't really get along. Every time you talked to him, he'd always hit on you pretty aggressively. You never felt unsafe around him, he was just annoying because you had a partner at the time...but you didn't anymore. You weren't as close to him as you were his other friends, but you hung around him enough to know that he wouldn't hurt you and he wouldn't turn you down.

"My boyfriend just broke up with me." You said plainly.

Mark gaped, very clearly not knowing what to say. "Uh...I'm sorry? That sucks."

"Can I come in?" You asked impatiently, pointing past him into his apartment.

"Oh, uh, yeah. Yeah, sure." He quickly stepped out of the way and gestured you inside.

You took off your jacket with a huff, tossing it one of the chairs in his living room before standing before him nervously. But before you could say anything, Mark spoke. "Look, if you need a shoulder to cry on or something, I'm not the person you should be talking to. Go hang with Dani or something, she's always crying about something."

You rolled your eyes, peeling off your shirt, revealing your lace bra. "I'm not here to talk, Mark."

Mark's eyes widened, gaping like a fish once again and not even trying to hide his lecherous gaze at your cleavage, quickly having to adjust the crotch part of his pants. You could've laughed at how immediate his dick responded to the situation. Mark sighed. "Y/n, like I said, if you need someone to talk you down, I'm not that person."

You walked up to Mark, grabbing his hands and placing them on your breasts. "I know."

Mark seemed to be satisfied with your answer as he roughly placed his lips onto yours in one swift motion. His large hands kneading your breasts elicited a gasp from you, causing him to gain easy access to massage his tongue with yours.

Ever since he met you, Mark has dreamed of the moment he could finally put his hands on you, quite literally mark you and make you feel more pleasure than any person could. You having a partner didn't stop him from trying to shoot his shot, of course, if anything, it would've been hot if you had finally lost control and couldn't help yourself. Which you finally did, he supposed, but only because you had been dumped. Either way, he was ecstatic you had finally given him permission to fuck you.

"Lay on the couch." Mark ordered after removing all of your clothes, besides your underwear.

You instantly obeyed, laying down on the couch, and you could feel yourself already dripping wet.

With your ex, you always made an effort to avoid looking at anyone lustfully besides your former partner. But you had to admit, you did find Mark incredible handsome but constantly felt guilty about it, until now. You've never been more attracted to Mark then you were right now, watching him stare up at you hungrily at his kissed his way down your body, skipping over the place you wanted him the most to lick and nip at the inside of your thighs.

You whimpered as you felt him kiss you through the thin, lacy material, slowly pulling down your underwear while he gazed into your eyes intensely. You released a whiny moan as he licked up your folds, flicking your clit a few times before repeating the previous motion. "Goddamn, you're soaking and I've barely done anything. Did your ex ever fuck you?"

"Shut up." You snapped, grabbing Mark by his jaw and forced a kiss on him. He let out a sharp groan when you started palming his erection through his boxer briefs. "Just fuck me, Mark."

"Your wish is my command." Mark smirked, grabbing both your hands and pinning them above your head.

You cried out when Mark entered you roughly with no warning, immediately thrusting harshly without giving you any time to adjust to his girth. "Fuck, Mark!" You gasped, your knuckles turning white from how hard you were holding onto the couch cushion beneath you.

Mark smirked as he watched your eyes roll to the back of your head, moan after moan escaping you as you clenched down on him. "Your ex never fuck you like this, huh? It's gotta be a crime for how neglected this pussy's been."

Mark kept hitting that special spot inside you with each hard thrust, an orgasm washing over you unexpectedly. You blushed as he let out a laugh, slowing his thrusts down slightly to let you breathe. "You came already? Damn baby, you should've sought me out sooner."

"You talk too much." You whispered breathlessly, only to let out a gasp as Mark thrusted back into you sharply.

"Sorry, what was that?" He grinned playfully, him sucking and lightly biting at your nipples accompanied with his thrusts left you speechless. "God, you're perfect."

Mark's movements soon became erratic, feeling his cock twitch inside of you and he quickly pulled out, a loud groan escaping his mouth as he released on your stomach. "Fuck..." He whimpered, collapsing on top of you.

The two of you laid there for a moment, and you had to admit, it felt nice. But that feeling soon became scary for you. "Mark, you're crushing me." He wasn't, but the warm, fuzzy feeling from laying with him started to overwhelm you.

"Sorry." He sat up, pulling a blanket from his couch to cover himself and you as you sat up with him. "So, was I a good rebound?" He joked, which actually made you giggle.

"Yeah, you were. Maybe this could be a regular thing?"

"Ya know, that would be awesome. But I have to go to Sweden soon and won't be back for a couple weeks."

You furrowed your brows. "Sweden? Why Sweden?"

"I was invited." He chuckled, but he quickly stopped once he saw your frown. "Well, uh, I guess I don't have to go. I really only wanted to go to hook up with some Swedish babes, but now that you're an option...it would be pretty stupid of me to turn you down, right?"

You grinned, connecting your lips with his happily. "And just for that answer, how about we go for round two?"

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You might be thinking: "Jesus Christ, Raven, have you no shame??" And to that I say, NO. I HAVE NONE.

Hi ! I don't know if you still writing for ghost,but I can I request for Tobias with a f!actress where they both have a crush and being fans of each other for a long time, but never meet in person,so one day they meet in a party and it's all cute and cheesy bc they're idiots in love. And pass of the months they decided to be in a relationship but she is insecure of that, bc he's her first serious relationship and how the people would react of the two being for different worlds, and everything goes well when they make it public. (She's also introvert, soft spoken and free spirit).

Sorry if I make it long,and I love you writing!♡

That's a really cute idea, sweet Anon! Buuuut, I don't really want to write for the actual band members. Tobias is great, but since he's in a loving marriage with his wife, it kinda makes me feel icky to write a romantic x reader fic for him. Like, I've only written one for him (kinda) and I didn't really feel good about it lol.

I hope you understand, lovely. I'm definitely not opposed to write for Cardinal Copia/Papa IV though! Whenever I decide to receive requests again, I'd love to see if you have ideas for Papa or the Ghouls/Ghoulettes! ❤❤❤

can you please write riding colin or just fuck in his home office to distract him from stress bcs of the game :D thank you

Oh...of course😏I made it f!reader if that's okay!

Also, I got a little carried away and added some sadomasochist vibes in this one...and blood. So, may want to skip this one if you're not down with that!

NSFW WARNING - MINORS DNI (and you know what, maybe nobody read this cause i'm lowkey embarrassed lol)

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Colin had been working on his new game ever since he got home, and you were starting to get frustrated.

You and Colin hadn't been able to see each other all the time due to your work schedule, and now that you finally had time off, Colin had none. And that would not work out well because of each others...appetites for one another.

You wouldn't necessarily call yourself, or Colin, a nymphomaniac, but you did overindulge from time to time. And you absolutely could not live without that occasional overindulgence, and you knew Colin couldn't either.

You smirked as you saw Colin with his head in his hands at his desk, his computer showing yet another buffer error in his game.

You snaked your arms around Colin's shoulders from behind him. "Frustrated, darling?"

Colin huffed. "You have no idea."

"How about I fix that for you?" You whispered seductively, running your tongue along the helix of his ear, a satisfied smile coming to your lips as you forced a shiver out of him.

Colin forced himself not to smirk, swallowing a sigh that he always let out when he knew you wanted him. He wanted you too, but he wanted to make you beg first. "I have to fix this, Y/n. I don't have the time tonight."

You narrowed your eyes in suspicion, humming in thought. "I don't think you're being serious." You let your hands wander down his torso, placing kisses on the back of his neck. But before you got halfway, Colin pushed your hands away.

"Not tonight, Y/n. Let me work."

Ah, so that's the game he wanted to play tonight. Well, you'd just have to play some games of your own.

You quickly stripped down, the sound of your clothes hitting the floor gaining Colin's attention. "What do you think you're doing?"

You smirked, taking a seat on the loveseat in his office across from him, spreading your legs and rubbing your hands over your breasts. "Well, if you're not gonna satisfy me, I'll just have to do it myself."

Colin tried to show no emotion as you put two of your fingers in your mouth, sucking on them and getting them wet. You knew he was trying to fight the urge of taking you right then and there, but you knew you still had some work to do to get him to break. But if his fogged up glasses were any indication, you were positive he'd break first.

Colin silently sucked in a breath as you started to trail your fingers down your body, biting your lip as you pushed both of them inside you. He quickly turned back around in his chair, determined not to give in. He could hold out. He was strong-willed. You would be begging for him first. But Colin quickly felt his pants getting tighter as he heard the squelching sounds that came from behind him as you finger fucked yourself, sighing and whining wantonly. He tried to ignore the cute little gasps that escaped your lips when you started to rub your clit.

"I wish these were your fingers touching me like this, Colin." You moaned, causing Colin to dig his nails into the palms of his hands.

"Fuck." Colin spat, slamming his hands flat on his desk, finally standing up from his chair and stomping towards you. He quickly slapped your hands away from your dripping cunt harshly, grabbing a fistful of your hair and crashing his lips onto yours.

You yelped as Colin bit down on your bottom lip roughly, cutting into the soft flesh and drawing blood, both you and Colin tasting the coppery tang on your tongues as they fought each other. He soon replaced your fingers with his, easily slipping three of his fingers inside you, chuckling darkly as he felt you squeeze around him.

"This what you wanted, pet?" Colin growled, forcing a cry out of you as he thrusted his digits in and out of you roughly, his bloodied lips smirking as he saw a couple tears run down your face. "What? Can't take it?" He then pulled you down from the loveseat onto your knees, hastily taking his hardened cock out. "Take this instead."

Colin forced your mouth open, stuffing it with his dick, quickly making you gag as he hit the back of your throat again and again, finally stopping to let you breathe. "Sometimes it's hard for me to decide which I like better, your mouth or your cunt. Both take me so well." He thrusted into your mouth again, groaning loudly as you sucked him, ripping off his own shirt.

Colin gasped as you grabbed his balls tightly, standing up and wrapping your other hand around his throat even tighter. "This wasn't how it was supposed to go, my dear." You pushed him down on the loveseat roughly, quickly straddling him before he had the chance to move. "Darling, you've been working all day, you must be starving, hmm?" You moved so you straddled the bottom half of his face, lowering yourself down onto him, his tongue quick to lap up your arousal and his eyes staring up at you with longing.

You moaned loudly, grabbing onto Colin's bleached hair as you rode his tongue, the momentum of touching yourself and the added pleasure from Colin getting you so close to your release. "Fuck, I'm so close." You exclaimed, the lower half of your body flushing with an intense heat as your muscles tensed up, soon untensing along with the climax that made you let out a loud moan.

You cried out as Colin kept tonguing at your overstimulated clit, the pleasure quickly becoming painful. "Colin, stop, please!" You whined. "It's too much!" You squirmed vigorously, trying to escape his relentless hold on you. "Please, baby, please...I can't take it..." You begged, letting out a sigh of relief when Colin finally stopped. But the overstimulation didn't stop you from going back to pleasure him, ripping off his pants and underwear, and rubbing your hand up and down his erection.

"Resilient, aren't you?" Colin smirked, throwing his head back as you sucked on the head of his cock.

You soon stopped, moving to straddle him once again, lining up his cock with your entrance. Colin let out another groan as you lowered yourself onto him. "Fuck, Y/n. Forget what I said before, I love your pussy more than your mouth."

"What a relief." You sassed, rolling your hips to elicit a moan from the man beneath you. "I love seeing you like this, at my mercy."

Colin raised a brow. "At your mercy?" He chuckled. "I don't think-" You grabbed a hold of his balls once more, rendering him speechless and only able to whimper, just how you wanted him.

"Keep this up, darling, and I won't let you come at all. Maybe you should start behaving." You smirked when Colin finally shut his mouth, causing you to reward him by slowly bouncing up and down on his cock.

Colin whined at your slow pace, trying desperately to keep himself from plowing into you. "Fuck, you're gonna kill me, Y/n...can you go a little faster?"

"Sorry, what was that?" You teased.

"Can you move faster?" Colin asked with a raised voice.

"Maybe...if you beg."

Colin gently slammed the back of his head onto the couch cushion beneath him, annoyed with your teasing but also annoyed at how quickly he decided to obey you. "Please, Y/n, can you move a bit faster? Please."

You leaned down and kissed him roughly, just like he had done to you, biting down hard enough to draw blood. You wrapped one of your hands around his throat as you sat back up, bouncing on his cock at a vigorous pace. You smirked as Colin let out strangled moans, admiring the way the blood from your lips mixed with his.

You gasped as Colin grabbed onto your hips roughly, flipping you over so that you were beneath him, and started thrusting in and out of you like his life depended on it, causing you to squeal. "Colin!" You cried.

"You didn't think I'd let you get away with that, did you? This cunt belongs to me, and I'll do what I damn please with it." Colin lightly slapped you across the cheek, roughly grabbing your jaw with one hand and forcing you to look up at him. "Do you understand me, darling?" He grinned darkly. You nodded, causing Colin to slap you again, a little harder this time. "Use your words, slut."

"Yes, Colin!"

"Good girl." He let go of your jaw, using one hand to hold himself up and the other to grip onto your hip tightly, surely tight enough to form bruises. You almost screamed when he started to rub your still oversensitive clit, added with his relentless thrusting, you felt like you were going to die. "You're gonna come for me again, okay? I wanna feel you come around me."

You didn't think you could, but Colin had a way of getting your body to do what he wanted.

Colin kissed you sweetly and delicately, a great contrast from how rough he was being on your pussy. That juxtapose caused shocks to pulsate through your core, the pleasure you felt making you dig your nails into Colin's back, causing him to groan from the delicious sting. "You're close, baby, I can feel it." Colin smiled breathlessly. "I am too."

You finally let out a strangled scream as your second orgasm seemed to knock the lifeforce out of you, the intensity of it making your vision go hazy for a few seconds, leaving you limp and drained of energy. All you could do was whine and whimper as Colin chased his own orgasm, exhaling shakily as he released inside you and pulling out to watch it leak out of your wrecked cunt with a satisfied smirk on his face.

"Are you okay?" Colin asked as he gently caressed the slightly red mark on your face.

You smiled lazily, pulling him down to kiss him softly.

"I'll take that as a yes?"

"I guess you'll have to get back to work now?" You huffed.

Colin hummed in thought, looking back at his computer then back to you. "Nah. Let's just go to bed, yeah?"

You grinned happily as Colin picked you up like a princess, carrying you to the bedroom.

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yup, definitely got a little carried away...yikes, sorry bout that😳🤦🏻‍♀️ But like, I also watched those movies Nymphomaniac I & II and...yeah, sure, I'll use that as an excuse

hiii could you do a will poulter imagine where he comes home from set early and sees his best friend/roommate home and when he asks them what’s wrong he realizes they’re sick and spends the entire day taking care of them and won’t let them do anything cuz he doesn’t want them to work themselves too hard and the reader who’s kinda loopy from a fever confesses their feelings for him?

So cute! I love it. Hope you enjoy, sweet Anon😊

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Will sighed in relief as he entered his cool house, the air conditioning feeling so nice after working on an outside set in the hot sun.

Filming was supposed to last until the sun went down, but everyone was allowed to leave early due to a rare case of getting certain shots in only a couple takes. Either way, Will appreciated it, he didn't fancy getting sunburned even when he wore plenty of sunscreen.

Will was also happy to leave set early so he could see you, his roommate.

You and Will had been living together for a couple years now. You two had already been close friends, he just so happened to need a roommate, and you needed a place to stay. It all worked out very nicely.

Unfortunately for Will, he developed a bit of a intense crush on you over the years, and he found it incredibly difficult trying to act like he didn't when you lived with him. He'd never forgive himself for secretly staring at you when you came out of your room for breakfast with nothing but shorts, that were practically underwear, and an oversized shirt. He pretty much had to stop himself from drooling.

You got comfortable living with Will quickly, behaving how you would if you were living by yourself. He did say make yourself at home, and that's exactly what you did, and Will honestly didn't have any issues with it. You cleaned up after yourself, you were respectful of his privacy, you were the perfect roommate, but you did dress however you liked inside the house with zero embarrassment. So Will didn't really have anyone to blame but himself.

Usually, when Will gets home from a set, you'd greet him at the door, ready to cook or order dinner for the night. But today, you weren't at the door. Will found you in the living room, sat on the couch with a sour look on your face. "Y/n? I'm home."

Will only heard a mumbled, "Hi."

"Got off set early. So, we might be able to go out for dinner this time."

Again, Will only heard you hum in response. What was the matter with you? Usually, you were pretty cheerful. You had always wanted to go out to eat somewhere with Will, but never could due to his busy schedule. He thought you'd be over the moon right now, but you looked pretty out of it.

Will walked over and kneeled in front of you, looking over you with concern. You were pale, a thin sheen of sweat coating your face, and you could barely keep your eyes open. He quickly placed the back of his hand to your forehead. "Oh, you're burning up." Will expressed sadly. "How long have you been feeling like this?"

You shrugged weakly. "Woke up like this." You mumbled, even talking was taking too much energy.

"Oh, you poor thing. Come on, let's get you to bed." Will then helped you to your feet, but you wobbled and had to lean on him so you wouldn't fall over.

You whined. "No, I have things to do today. I can't..." You trailed off, not being able to finish your sentences.

"You're sick. You have a fever. I am not letting you do anything but sleep today." You let out another mumbled whine, but Will couldn't make out what you said, more like ignored in case it was another complain about him trying to take care of you.

You frowned as Will laid you down onto your bed, you've always felt bad when other people had to take care of you, but you were thankful as soon as you felt your soft mattress.

Will blushed under your sleepy gaze as he tucked you in, making sure you were comfortable. "If you need anything, just say the word. I'll just be in the living room." But before Will could leave, you grabbed onto his hand. "What is it?"

"You're so nice to me." You chuckled weakly.

Will smiled. "Well, I can't let you get even more sick, now, can I?"

"No, you've always been nice to me, ever since we met. You're like, the sweetest person I've ever known." Will couldn't help but chuckle silently as you slurred your words slightly, but he still felt the weight and genuineness in your words even when you were sick. "You're just...amazing, Will."

Will tried not to blush again, but he knew he failed when he felt his face heat up almost instantly. He was happy you felt that way about him, but he still wished you felt more for him like he did, but he knew he would just have to be content being your best friend.

"I'd love to kiss you right now, but I don't wanna give you whatever I've got."

Will froze. Did...did he hear that right? "What?" He stuttered.

You repeated yourself, but it came out a little muffled as your tried to fight off how sleepy you felt. "I've liked you for a...awhile." You attempted to chuckle. "I thought you'd notice by now honestly."

Will was thankful your eyes were closed because he must've looked a red as a tomato right now. You liked him. You actually liked him back. But what if you're so sick that you had no idea what was going on? That was possible right? A hundred thoughts ran through Will's head, trying to find some excuse as to why you may not have meant what you said, but he couldn't come up with one other than you actually did mean it. Maybe this was his only chance of telling you how he felt.

"I like you too, Y/n. I have for awhile."

You brought Will's hand up to your lips, kissing the back of his hand as you felt yourself falling asleep, still holding his hand.

Will couldn't believe it. He almost pinched himself to see if this was all a dream. But feeling your soft hand against his was enough to ground him to reality. He tried to pull away, but you had a tight grip on his hand and he didn't want to wake you. It might've felt wrong to Will and he might get sick, but he got into bed beside you, still not letting go of your hand.

You looked peaceful as you slept. Hopefully you wouldn't mind Will sleeping beside you whenever you woke up. To be fair, you probably wouldn't have let go of Will's hand unless he pried it out which would've woken you up, and Will knows how much you like your sleep. It would just have to be dealt with later.

And later, you did wake up with a clearer head. By the way your room was dim with a dark blue tint, it was just after sundown, but you could still make out the silhouette that belonged to Will.

You gently released the vice grip you had on his hand, smiling as he let out soft snores. So it wasn't a fever dream. You actually confessed your feelings for him, and he confessed his. It wasn't exactly how you wanted to tell him, but you guess you could be thankful for getting this fever.

You reached over and poked Will's cheek, eliciting an annoyed hum from him. But he quickly realized where he was and looked to you with wide eyes. "Uh, I didn't mean to fall asleep here, I swear. It's just, uh-"

"It's okay, Will." You spoke softly.

Will smiled in relief, turning over to face you. "Are you feeling better?"

"Mhm. Thanks to you, I would say."

"You, uh, remember what happened?"

"I do." You grabbed onto his hand once again, rubbing your thumb over his knuckles.

"So, you meant what you said?"

"Of course I did. What? Did you think I was joking?"

"I was hoping you weren't." Will blushed as you kissed the back of his hand again. "I'd very much like to kiss you too."

"I don't want you to get sick, Will. Once I get over this, you can kiss me all you like." You smiled.

"I will definitely take you up on that."

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babies in love🥰

OMG YOU STARTED THE NSFW ALPHABET WITH SOMEONE OTHER THAN GALLY?!?!

Sorry, I was just very surprised by that

Honestly, me too, darlin'😂

NSFW Alphabet - Gally

I've literally been trying to take a nap for about an hour now, but I can't stop thinking about my opinions about Gally. To be blunt, I am a thirsty bitch.

Warning: this gets a bit intense...excuse me while I hardcore blush

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

Gally's personality does a complete 180 after sex. Soft kisses, cuddles, affirmations, and making sure you had a good time and nothing was too much for you. Literally turns into a giant teddy bear.

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

His hands, mostly because you love them so much. He likes them because he needs them to do literally anything, especially being a Builder, and he loves the way they look wrapped around your throat. But he also loves whenever you compliment his eyes, it makes him feel special.

As for you, this boy is 100% a thigh guy. He loves squeezing them, and loves being between them. Your ass would be a close second, there is not a day that goes by where he randomly smacks it as he walks past you.

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

Gally is not afraid to get a little dirty, he'd cum anywhere on your body honestly. He especially loves cumming on your tits or in your mouth, he adores the fact that you swallow.😛

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

Sorta can also be part of the cum category, but he's always fantasized about filling every one of your orifices to the brim with his cum, the thought alone never fails to make him pitch a tent.

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

Not very cause of the whole being trapped in the Glade thing, but he's a very quick learner and loves to learn even more.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

He loves a good doggy style, grabbing your throat from behind and making you arch backward so your face meets his so he can kiss you mmm *chef's kiss*

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

Depends on what kind of session you're having, but typically, Gally is super serious during sex.

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

He doesn't really care to groom down there too often, but he does keep it clean and trims from time to time.

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

Again, depends, but he absolutely can be super romantic. He loves keeping eye contact, holding your hands, and he can be really delicate when he wants to be.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

If he's super horny and you're not in the mood, he might get himself off sometimes. But he can be really patient and wait until you're into it, just makes for a better session really

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

It'd be easier to list off the things he doesn't like. He loves spanking, hair pulling, choking (on his dick), biting, scratching, slapping, a bit of bondage and blindfolding, slight degradation (he loves calling you his pretty little slut/whore), orgasm denial and edging, and certain types of edgeplay...cough cough...he also loves it when you address him as "Sir" or "Daddy"...cough

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

He prefers the privacy of your own place, he doesn't like the idea of someone catching you guys in the act and seeing you in a way that's meant for his eyes only

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

You could be doing the most innocent thing in the world, and he could get turned on. You could literally just be sitting out in the meadow of the Glade or Safe Haven, admiring the beauty of a flower then all of a sudden, Gally would be dragging you back to your shared hut🤦🏻‍♀️

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

Despite being a kinky little shit, Gally would never ever pressure you to do something that you weren't 100% sure about. He would not hurt you if you didn't ask first.

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

This man will literally force you to sit on his face (consensually). But, he can't deny how absolutely gorgeous you look with your mouth around his cock. Expect a lot of "good girl" comments to be thrown your way

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

Most of the time, he loves it pretty rough, as you could probably tell by his list of kinks. But if you're having a bad day, he would automatically know rough isn't what you need. And if you asked, he'd be slow and gentle for you.

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

Gally doesn't mind quickies, but he prefers to take his time with you most of the time. If your both having a busy day and can't spend a lot of time together in that way, quickies are a good option for sure.

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

Gally loves to experiment. At first, he didn't really realize what he liked before you came along. When you two started the sexual side of your relationship, he was pretty eager to try a lot of things and certain things just clicked in his head like "yep, this is what I like." But he loves when you suggest things you want to try, he's always game, but you'll never get away with suggesting things without a bit of teasing from him

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

He's pretty strong in general, so he can go at least three rounds. He loves to exhaust you and most of the time, you tap out before he does.

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

Still, don't think toys exist in the apocalypse, but if they did: Gally would love to use toys on you. He's pretty confident in his ability to please you himself, so trying out toys seemed like a natural evolution of your sex journey together. He can get very creative 😉

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

Gally not liking the idea of sneaking around in public, does not mean he wouldn't excessively tease you all day in the Glade and/or Safe Haven. Teasing you is honestly one of his favorite things to do. Flexing his muscles while working is a must, he knows how much it can fluster you. Some ass slaps throughout the day, whispering filthy things in your ear, and sometimes he straight up tries to finger you at the lunch table while keeping up a normal conversation with other guys while your suffering and barely keeping a poker face.

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

He's not loud in a sense that he moans a lot, but he loves to dirty talk, you might even say it's one of his specialties. Just him talking alone can get you off. He moans when he starts to get close to his release, but he still keeps up the dirty talk with heavy panting breaths until a loud grunt escapes his mouth as he finishes.

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

One time, he just spend an entire day dedicated to your pleasure. He planned it all in advance, taking a day off work in the Safe Haven and keeping you inside your shared hut to work his magic on you. You couldn't even see straight by the time he was done with you.

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

Uh, I think it's kinda obvious. Have you seen the way he walks? Have you seen the way he manspreads while sitting? The dude is packing, for sure.

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

It was pretty high even before you came along, so you've just made him worse really

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

He always makes sure you fall asleep first, it makes him feel like he's protecting you in a way. He rests easier knowing you're safe in his arms.

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Yikes, that was a lot.🥵🥵🥵Forgive me, Father, for I have sinned greatly. Gally just turns me into a different person, man, I can't explain it