As a little get to know me here is every "type" I have. This is not ranked at all, just how it naturally came to my head.
The dork with curly hair and a pout:
These irl tend to be twinks (talking about them like pokemon 💀) but online when I have the ideal version of this type he is muscular or toned.
The daddy:
I can't use all the photos so Imma list the men in this category cause I'm OBSESSED.
Christian Bale
Barry Soloan
Hugh Jackman
Jon Burnthal
Ethan Hawke
James Buchanan
James McAvoy
Jeff Goldblum
Jake Gyllenhaal
Ewan McGregor
They would fix me.
The metalhead:
As a metalhead/goth/punk etc. I adore the men in the scene for their common sense most men tend to never learn. Also it would be a dream to be a preformer so your bf can open or be your roadie or vice versa.
Nikki Sixx
Peter Steele
I mean if you wanna count it RORY CULKAN 🤤
Men with accents:
The more violent the accent sounds the more I like it.
German
Russian
Irish
Scottish
Chinese
Arabic
Hungarian
Georgian
Scouser/liverpool British
WOMEN Firefighters:
The muscles, the ability, the security.
The opposites attract:
As a white girl, a femme black girl is an actual goddess. You all smell so good and I can hear your giggle or jingle of bracelets before you enter a room.
Literally knight in shinning armor:
This one kinda leads into masked men but...
Masked men:
Literally every horror character ever and call of duty man.
List of em:
König
Ghost
Tegan? I think that's his name. The, I believe, japanese man from 141? Maybe...
Eyeless Jack
Masky
Hoodie
Knights
Scare actors (I should write about that I have experience...) 😁
Redhood
Spiderman
Batman
Deadpool
Moonnight
Bane
(majority) Alternative women:
Clea DuVall
Kristen Stewart
Aubrey Plaza
Brigette Lundy-Paine
Emma Watson
Liz Gillies
Jennette McCurdy
Valkyrie
Lady Death
Rouge
Storm
Scarlet witch
Black widow
Black cat
Cat woman
Poison ivy
Harley Quinn
Next is the fandoms.... This is just getting the cogs spinning for writing. I'm so smart.
Warnings: Somno, cnc, spicing up a bland sex life, no use of Y/N, still very new to writing gimmie some grace pls.
You've been dating your bf for about 2 years now, and sex has been kind of a chore. Yes sexy in the moment but kind of boring, doing the same one or two positions for a year has become bland. You begin to wonder if he is just as bored.
Your prayers for something more spicy were answered in a way you would've never guessed.
After a long day of working, your bf comes home to you sleeping on the couch, a show playing somewhere in the distance. He didn't care, his eyes were locked on your sleeping form. How your tits rolled through each breath, how your puffy lips parted just so.
Just at the sight of your short shorts and sleep shirt he got harder than he's been in a while.
Approaching your sleeping body he kneeled down to your face level. Rubbing a soothing circle into your cheek your eyes flicker open for a moment before smiling a bit and falling back asleep. Knowing he was home allowed your brain to slip deeper into REM sleep.
He stood to his full height, readjusting himself in his pants. Thinking about whether or not you would wake up if he tried to use your mouth. Or maybe he could pull your shorts down just enough to… he was leaking through his pants just thinking about it.
Contemplating if he should he tried to search in his head if there was a time you ever hinted at the idea that this would arouse you. He knew you were freakier than him but God he needed this right now.
He decided you'd probably wake up anyway, so he wouldn't feel as bad if he started while you slept cause you would wake up happy… right?
Pulling himself free from his pants and boxers he pumped himself a few times before reaching out for your ass. He wanted to touch you so bad but he restrained himself, trying to keep you sleeping.
Shedding off the layers of business clothes he kept on his unbuttoned shirt and just pulled his pants down enough to use you. Slowly pulling your shorts down and watching as you wriggle out of them after they get to your knees. Unconsciously helping his desires. Once you settled into your new position, face in a pillow, ass slightly lifted, and legs parted he started to rub you.
Fingers parting your folds, trying to find either your bundle of nerves or your hole. He finds your hole easier, your already dripping onto his fingers. Suppressing a whine he rolls his hips into his other hand.
“So fuckin perfect…”
His tip runs along your core from back to front then front to back before rolling his hips into you. Starting with just the tip.
He sits there for a moment, trying to be silent, or at least more quiet than the TV.
Once a couple of seconds go by, he presses in slowly, trying hard to not be too quick as to wake you up.
When in your sleep you whine a bit. He only hears it since he's so close to you, otherwise it would've been discarded as a noise from the screen 10 feet away. He starts to wonder if he could whisper to you, if he could describe what he's doing and you dream about it.
With that thought he bottoms out and slightly hits your cervix faster than intended.
You gasped a bit in your sleep, mewling enough to make you shift a bit. You push back into the feeling of him inside of you before going limp once again, back in deep sleep.
He starts to move, rhythmically lulling you deeper into sleep and getting him closer to cumming deep in you.
Before he realizes his movements he's gripping your hips and lifting your limp body up into him, fucking you harder than before.
Your eyes flutter open and your quick to realize why your dreams were so steamy. Your body was on fire, begining to clench onto him as if your waking would make him stop.
He lets himself get a bit loud, knowing he didn't have to stay quiet to keep you asleep anymore, “There's my pretty girl… sorry I couldn't wait, you looked so fuckin gorgeous.” the pumps into you making crude plop noises in the living room.
You moan into the feeling, pushing your face deep into the pillows and arching your back to give him a better angle.
Before you know it, he's cumming in you, desperate and needy he whines at the feeling of spilling himself into you.
He pauses as you both look at each other for a moment.
“Can you do that everyday after work?” You ask before rolling onto your back. Letting him steep deeper into you and your shirt ride up.
Warnings: lemon, smut, no real relationship, no use of Y/N or H/N, hand stuff, hyperspermia, trying really hard to be just friends, my first fic - please be nice to me...
You find yourself watching TV with your guy best friend. Honestly pretty common occurrence recently. You know he probably has a crush on you but it was fun to entertain his idea that he could get into your pants, made you feel good. Dick move I know but if you thought about it hard enough you kinda hoped he made a move.
“Do you wanna watch something else?”
You snapped outta your daze looking at his slightly watery eyes from watching the TV too intently. He was so cute.
“Like what?” You tilted your head so you slightly laid on his bicep.
“No. I mean. I was just asking cause you didn't seem that invested in the show…” he offered a nice way of saying you were staring at him.
“Oh, sorry my mind is kinda all over the place today.” You look back to the TV and realize it's your favorite show you've seen a million times. “Did you put this on for me?”
“Yeah, of course? Are you ok?” He seemed genuinely concerned now, trying to figure out what made you space out so bad you didn't even register your favorite show.
Unconsciously he grabbed your face to make you look at him. You gasp a bit, eyes finding his in the dark TV lit room. You relax into the feeling of his hand, allowing yourself to go limp in his control.
“Your so pretty.”
“What?”
“Huh?”
A beat of silence before your lips crashed into his. Desire fully consuming your mind and leaving no room for the fear you'd normally feel. Your slightly sleepy dazed mind acting as if you were high or drunk.
Whimpering into the kiss you straddle his hips.
“Are you hard?” You smile, into the kiss, your words mumbled into his lips just enough for him to hear and no one else.
The mocking tone of voice made him hump himself into you, trying to get any friction possible.
“Are you sure you can take it?” He answered back, confident in his abilities to please.
You scoffed pulling away fully from the kiss and staring at his face. Now that he also had a full view of you he grinded a bit more into you. “It can't be that big.” You squint a bit in a silent question of overconfidence.
Getting close to his ear you whisper, “Are you sure you can take me?”
You laugh a bit at your own selfish ideas before locking back into the original kiss. Your hands fumbling with his waistband before pulling him out fully.
He was right, he was big, 5-6 inches with a slight tilt to the left closer to the tip, but nothing you couldn't handle. Hell you didn't even know if you wanted to handle it, what if it completely destroyed your friendship after this?
Sitting back on his thighs your rub him, kissing and licking at his teeth and tongue. Your weight kept him from bucking too hard into your hand, ensuring your control over his ability to cum.
You noticed his whimpers slowly becoming more and more desperate, louder, becoming full sentences of pleas to cum. Your kissing began to fail as he tried harder to focus on not cumming too quickly.
“Please… fuck… ah”
“Yeah right there, don't stop.”
Teasing his tip with every pump to his shaft caused his hips to jerk up in desire. Grinding his teeth to keep himself quiet. You press your fingers into his jaw muscles making his face go slack. Whimpers, whines, and full desire now as loud as possible in this little basement.
“No, wait- ah” he stuttered over himself, bucking his hips rapidly into your hand. “Fuck- gonna cum- please?”
You pause for a moment stopping the friction before beginning at a rapid pace, making his now purple dick spurt cum onto his own shirt and couch around him. (Talk about hyperspermia)
Huffing he tries to calm himself down but your face dips down to lick up the cum left on his tip. Cleaning him up and causing a smaller second wave of cum to shoot into your mouth.
When you sit up you swallow the remnants of cum and watch as his flushed expression turns to realization of what just aspired.
