I originally planned to answer when this was first brought up, but life got in the way. I find myself with some free time, so here we go:
1. Yes, I believe in them. There's one haunting the school I'm currently placed at, but no contact. I also had a malicious one follow me when I between 17-20, and whatever it was doing to me was not positive.
2. I have always believed in souls being separate entities with a long lifespan, if not infinite, and when our physical bodies die, our souls move onto the next life to gain experience and learn the different species that are scattered around the universe.
3. Path and practice, eclectic and fire. Personal beliefs is a mash up really. Greek Goddesses and Gods are real (to me), afterlife is the soul thing in 2, and our life should be spent caring for others and our surroundings.
4. Mix of both really
5. Yes, I do. I honest to shit believe our dreams is what helps us see into the future, in a very disjointed way, and that's why we have 'déjà vue'.
6. I'm fairly certain I only carry protection and amulets, unless amulets and talisman are the same thing, which I'm certain they're not?
7. Yes, I do think others can feel energy. I'm good at picking up energy, but I'm not good at interpreting the energy straight away due my determination to believe that people are good. It takes be a while, and usually too late, to realise what the energy was telling me.
8. Apart from Easter and Christmas with the family and Halloween for myself, not really. Not because I don't want to, but because days fly by and I don't realise until it's too late.
9. A few of the Greek Goddesses and a couple Greek Gods. I started with interest, felt a connection when learning about them, research and then later, speaking to them regularly, before moving onto spells.
10. Lighter/match, candles, herbs and for non-material things intention, meditation, mindfulness.
11. Obsidian, amethyst, smokey quartz, rainbow fluorite, clear quartz are my most used and favoured.
12. Fire, and not just because of my birth month association. I've always felt a connection to fire, there's just something warm and comforting about it while also brutal.
13. Both really. I work with a combination of spell jars and candle spells.
14. Greece (although I've already been, I was young af), Scotland and Ireland. I don't know why the last two, there's just something that pulls me to them.
15. Absolutely karma. Consequences to actions are real, and while it may take a long time for karmic justice to hit those acting horrifically, it will come, and it will be brutal. Good things take time and Karma loves to wait for the right opportunity.
anyway, there it is. maybe i'm right and maybe i'm wrong. but what's life without some critical thinking and reflection
hi !! saw ur recent and id like to request mike wheeler sfw and/or nsfw headcanons 😇😇
ᢉ𐭩 mike wheeler nsfw alphabet — (afab!reader)
a/n yayy thank u for the req! had been working on this over time bc i wanna get better at writing mike.. i've never written him before like this!!! like dang. i could do a sfw one as well if u would like!! i just did a ton lol so i thought id switch it up <3
𝓐 = aftercare (what is he like after?)
he still has energy afterwards, probably from the adrenaline that came from sex. he's the one that gets up to get snacks, water, clean up, etc. partially because he has the most energy, but also because he loves feeling needed and that's the perfect opportunity.
when he's done with all of that, he'll lie back down with you and have way too much to talk about for how sleepy you are. finally, he'll quiet, instead opting to occasionally speak his mind while running a hand over your waist lovingly.
𝓑 = body part (what's his favorite body part of himself/yours?)
on you — eyes, hands, waist and hips. oh, and your chest. he could never forget that. eyes, because he loves holding eye contact with you. especially when he's fucking into you, the only one making you squirm and feel good like that. he'll hold onto your hands, waist, and hips, both grounding him and acting as grounds to get him harder by feeling your skin there. no particular reason. it just... works. as for your chest? his mouth will leave marks and kiss over it while his other hand tweaks at your nipple distractingly.
on himself — maybe his hands and shoulders. he likes when you grip at his shoulders when he's burying himself inside you, leaving little pink crescent marked indentations in his pale skin. his hands hold you everywhere and for that, he's grateful.
he only grows to feel as appreciative over his nose when you help him be. you'd tell him how good it felt when he went down on you and how pretty it was. only then would he believe it.
𝓒 = cum (anything involving it)
he cums into a condom above anything else. you two are still young, and his parents would kill him if he got his girlfriend pregnant. but, with time, and a lot more confidence, he gets better at pulling out, rolling the condom off, and cumming on you—if you let him, that is.
his favorite places to cum on you are your stomach and chest. a guilty pleasure he only indulges in from time to time is cumming on your back and ass if he's fucking you from behind. it feels far dirtier rather than intimate, but sometimes that's what he craves. more messy, less ordered.
𝓓 = dominant (does he take control?) / dirty secret (what is he secretly into?)
mike can switch fairly well between being more dominant and letting you take the reigns, though he loves feeling needed and relied on, so he prefers the former. he'll fuck you into the bed one night, mumbles of pleasure spoken into your neck. the next night, he'll have you on top. watching you ride him, gripping at your chest and waist greedily as he poorly stifles moans. he's a mess either way, though he does prefer taking control. usually. it helps will away those doubts in his head.
his dirty secret is that he's actually really curious about that stupid roleplay stuff. he'd never tell a soul, ever. but he can't help how his heart swells more than usual when you and the party dresses up for d&d campaigns. he doesn't know what it is about it, honestly. and he's not even sure if he'd actually be into something like that. though, the idea helps him orgasm when he's pent up after a campaign and fucking into his fist in his room. yeah, that's going to the grave with him.
𝓔 = experience (how good is he? how many lovers has he had?)
no one really had a crush on him growing up, and so you're his first partner at all. when you came along, you had to teach him a lot or learn together. either way, he'd follow your lead everytime. even if he got nervous every time you made out and he vehemently denied it (and the hard-on pressing against your thigh. you don't comment on that, though).
you're his first everything, including his first time. he's a quick learner, thankfully. the first time he went down on you, he tried so hard but got in over his head and hadn't even found the right spots. when you gently redirected him, he'd never felt more embarrassed up until that moment. and when he almost forgot to prep you before nudging his cock at your entrance? yeah. his cockiness wore off fast once he realized just how little he knew.
but again, he's a quick learner. and thankfully, he learns quick when it's fueled by a need to please. especially for you.
𝓕 = favorite positions
you two often end up in missionary since it's easy, intimate, and, well, your go-to. he loves gripping your hips, wrists, thighs, all of you. he's a basic man with basic needs so if you asked his favorite, he's going for that.
he loves doggy, though. seeing the curve of your back when he fucks you and your face buried in the pillow sends him reeling. additionally, he loves cowgirl. like, please ride him. again, holding your hips and all just gets him going, but then you're on top and looming over him and it's like something switches in him. that's one of the few moments where his dominance slips.
𝓖 = grooming (how does he keep his hair?)
to be completely honest, he doesn't ever think to do anything with his pubic hair—maybe he'll trim it down a bit, but even then, it's never a priority to him. he doesn't get why that stuff is such a thing to some people.
you're just used to the black curls at the base of his cock and very faint happy trail that follows down the valley of his pubic bone. a lot of things about his appearance crosses his mind, but his hair down below isn't one of them.
𝓗 = humor (is he more silly or serious?)
he cracks jokes that don't land, making it even funnier. he's silly, lighthearted, and it translates during sex. even when he's buried to the hilt inside of you, he can't keep his mouth shut. he's not purely jokes, though. it'll take him out of the moment too much, so he forces himself to contain them as much as he can. which isn't much. but it's more than if he didn't try at all.
between grunts and groans he'll mumble a joke confidently and watch you blink, trying to process while he's buried in to the hilt inside of you, before finally snorting and smacking his arm lightly. with a soft huff, "you're so stupid." he grins, considering it a success and fucking you a little harder, "yeah? tell that to the one making your brain mush." — "mhh, shut up." you choke out, moaning out at his sudden vigor.
𝓘 = intimacy (is he a romantic before, during, and/or after it?)
he's more romantic than not, and not overly so. he isn't the kind of person to be rambling about how much he loves you and lighting candles and playing soft music. sex is obviously intimate to him, but he doesn't show it in romantic ways during. he'll show his desire for you, just not with rose petals.
he's more romantic after all of it. when you two are talking and his thumb rubs circles into your arm and he can't stop thinking about how soft you look. before, he's far too fueled by his hormones to think much about anything else but what's to come. it's only after a good orgasm that his mind isn't clouded and he can tune back into awkwardly praising you with flushed cheeks and stupid quips when you tease him.
𝓙 = jack off (masturbation habits)
he masturbates on his own outside of when you two are together. but when he does, he's always thinking about you. that's what gets him worked up in the first place. when you look pretty at school or cheer him on during campaigns or wrap your arm around his like it's nothing. but to him, it all sends his blood rushing south like clockwork. he feels guilty for it sometimes, but that pretty photo of you two he has a polaroid of on his desk overrides it everytime.
sometimes he'll do it if he's just too nervous to ask you to help him or have sex with him. he's shameless most of the time, no filter, but when it comes to that? asking you to go down on him? it takes time for him to get the courage to ask something like that of you. for now, he can cum into his own fist and all over his own stomach every now and then.
𝓚 = kinks (what is he into?)
dirty talk — he gets so turned on by both giving and receiving it. he's bad at first, very bad, but once he gets the hang of it he won't shut up. repeating things over and over until you're having to interrupt him to break it from him, he can't help it. tell him he fucks you so good and watch him forcibly stave off his orgasm so he doesn't lose it too fast.
"s'good, feel s'good, wanted you so fucking bad all day. wanted you to take me all day..." he rambles between rushed thrusts, "did you want me? yeah? wanna hear you say it..." then, quieter, "please baby."
overstimulation — he loves receiving and giving it, too. he would always do it to himself ever so slightly when he touched himself, the sensitivity spurring him on rather than deterring him. he'll fuck you through his orgasm and if you make him keep going, he lets go a little and listens. if you like relieving it, he'll be so taunting about it.
"can you give me one more? one more." he nods down at you, circling your clit a little faster now, "it'll feel so good, promise baby. c'mon, one more for me..." he's persuasive, alright.
size difference — he loves feeling like he's bigger than you. it's ridiculous and he knows that, but putting your hand to his was the kind of thing that made him hard before you two got together. that's when he knew. now, he'll be looming over you during sex with broad shoulders, big hands on yours, cock buried inside you, splitting you open. he can't help how good it feels when you call him big.
"fuck, mike, so big—" you breathe out when he pushes his cock inside, hand finding his navel to take hold of him. he moans, struggling to take it slow at first because of how that gets to him. when he can finally move, he's fucking into you eagerly, proving your point.
"am i too big? yeah? 's so tight, i know, gotta make it fit baby." he says, already fully fitting and sheathed inside of you.
teasing — kind of goes with the ones above and things i've said, but he's teasing. taunting. constantly slowing down when you're getting closer so he can draw it out, loving the control he feels he has because he's lacked it in much of his life. he's a teasing person and it naturally translates into your sex life, too.
claiming/marking — deep red hickeys, crescent moon indents in his shoulders from your nails and on your waist from his, he fucking loves seeing you on him and vice versa. he loves hickeys on his chest, on his lower neck (he used to get embarrassed but now he embraces them.. while covering them with the collar of his shirt. he's not that confident yet). he loves leaving them on your chest. so. damn. much.
𝓛 = location (favorite place to do it)
he loves having sex downstairs in his basement on the cozy couch with a blanket gently laid under you to keep you relatively comfortable. and because he knows he'd never live it down sitting on the bare couch he's fucked you on numerous time without some layer of... protection.
he does love the bedroom, too, but that feels too classic to use as his answer if you were to ask. it doesn't have any specialties, though it's comfortable, safe, and private. but his basement can be just as much those things at the right times.
𝓜 = motive (turn ons)
he's fairly easy to work up. his cock twitches in the confines of his jeans when your hand so much as brushes against his thigh. kiss him on the cheek in front of others? he'll crumble, flushing red and anxiously tugging his shirt down to cover his bulge that threatens to show.
he loves when you get confident. that look you get when you're so sure of yourself, no matter the situation, will make his throat run dry. it makes him flustered and stuttering when he's usually composed and bold in comparison.
𝓝 = no/turn offs (what will he absolutely not participate in?)
no hurting you badly, no blood, none of it. he's okay pushing you around a little and holding your wrists tight if you want him to, but only enough to leave a small mark in the form of a bruise or barely a scratch. he won't go further. and don't even think about proposing something that could make you bleed or scar. even if you do like that, like some do, he couldn't do it without immense guilt and a gut wrenching feeling.
he's already feared so much in his life about losing the ones he loved and of their harm that now that he's past that, he never wants it to resurface. especially not for pleasure.
𝓞 = oral (how is he with giving/receiving?)
he's a quick learner, but it took him a while to grasp how to properly go down on you. giving is fun for him, and even though he does admittedly prefer receiving, he'll do whatever you ask of him. his aquiline nose makes for the perfect stimulation on your clit while he lazily tongues at your pussy.
but when he receives, when you're going down on him, he can't get enough. your mouth is intoxicating, whether you're aiming to make him orgasm or not. he'll hold your hair out of your face while he watches, hips stuttering up and nudging the back of tour throat from time to time if you'll let him. he loves the build up, watching you palm over his bulge through rough denim. when you get a little edge to you and talk about taking care of him and doing all of the work... fuck, he's a mess.
let him fuck your throat once and watch this man become reborn. his hesitation will quickly turn to confidence (albeit wavering) as he bucks helplessly and grips at your scalp. he's jerked off thinking about it more than he'd like to admit.
𝓟 = pace (does he prefer rough or soft? fast or slow?)
he loves the combination of soft and fast. which might sound contradictory, but it actually makes sens—rutting into you quickly, not taking the time to fully pull out with every thrust, kissing you longingly and breathing heavily into your mouth with his lips against yours. his pace is fast, but his actual ministrations are soft and practiced.
but his guilty pleasure is going rougher and slow. again, contradictory, but isn't mike a walking contradiction already? he isn't good at soft and slow or rough and fast, though he can be if you want him to learn, but he needs more of one and less of the other. a balance. fucking into you greedily, but taking the time to pull out fully this time before fucking back into you with one careful but rough thrust.
he leaves you teetering on the edge with his mixed movements, just as underwhelming as they are overwhelming.
𝓠 = quickie (opinion on quickies)
he's a big fan. why wouldn't he be? he can be quick. maybe it's not as pleasurable, less time to get into the moment, but it's made up for in the adrenaline that comes from the rushed movements and time restrictions. he'll have one whenever you so much as suggest it. that's one thing that really works him up and you can always count on to do so.
"mmh, fuck, fuck—" mike moans lowly muffled into your neck. you two have somewhere to be today, needing to be out of the house in less than fifteen minutes now, but he woke up hard and failed to hide it before you found out. now, he's buried inside of you, still spooning you close, "fuck, is it good? do you feel good? yeah, y'want it harder? okay," he breathes out, rolling his hips again and making you writhe with pleasure.
he's awfully good at this whole quickie thing, considering he can make you unravel fast if he puts his mind to it. so he does.
𝓡 = risk (is he open to experimenting, etc?)
he'll talk a big game and once you make a comment that implies you'd be down, he crumbles. he's adventurous, but during sex? he has to take a deep breath and really sit with it.
but once he comes to term with the idea of doing new things? he's very susceptible to whatever ideas you might have. he'll act freaked out by some ideas, almost acting opposed, but after sitting with the idea he'll almost always come back and admit he had a change of heart — "yeah, actually, uh... actually, i wanna try it. that thing you brought up the other night? i was just surprised is all! but yeah. so..." he can't handle an awkward silence and he craves your approval and it shows.
𝓢 = stamina (how long can he last? how many rounds can he go?)
he doesn't last long at first. you're the first thing he's felt other than his right hand so it's only natural he cums embarrassingly fast and can barely go two rounds without being sensitive. you two work around it at first, despite his adorably hopeful claims that this time will be different. lots of foreplay focused on you, not getting him off until he's inside—there's been many ways.
over time he's improved a lot. asking him about it just earns you a sheepish shrug where he says, "i don't know! i don't know, i just—got better at it. okay? shut up." he can only withstand so much teasing.
but now, he can fuck you longer. he learned how to draw it out and enjoy it rather than race to an orgasm. basically: he practiced edging himself in his free time. and it worked. but he would never admit that to anyone. not even you... for now.
𝓣 = toys (does he own any? is he open to using them on you/himself?)
he's averse to the idea of toys despite obvious curiosity. but he's the kind of guy where his initial reaction is offense when you bring the topic up. he perceives it as him not doing enough or making you feel good enough and that just won't work. he feels this need to prove you wrong until you explain to him that toys are just tools, not replacements. that eases him. sort of.
a vibrator alone feels foreign to him. when it's pressed to your clit while he fucks you, the occasional vibration meets his pubic bone. it makes his stomach stir slightly, when your hand falters with pleasure and it presses against the base of his cock for a moment, he can understand why you love it so much. it definitely feels... pleasurable, to say the least.
but he still prefers you and only you. that'll never change.
𝓤 = unfair (does he like to tease you?)
once he gets comfortable and past the unavoidable awkward stage with his partner, he is the walking definition of a tease—in and out of the bedroom. it's practically his love language. he'll slow down tauntingly and you know it's intentional given the look he gives you, like he's expecting a reaction.
"am i making you feel good?" he murmurs between breaths. when you roll your eyes and smile, humming a small "mhm" to feed into it, he continues. "yeah? yeah?" but when you tease him back? "w-what? hey—" he stutters and fumbles over his words while trying to regather his composure, "shut up. mmh, i hate you." he doesn't. and it doesn't even sound convincing.
you two are trouble together.
𝓥 = volume (what noises he makes)
soft grunts and a low moaner. he tries to be quiet at first, especially during your first few times. that's something he'd get embarrassed about, being a little more vocal then he felt a guy should be. but when you gently mumble during a kiss while he's fucking you that you want to hear him, he lets out a muffled moan against your lips that makes you kiss him a little harder. now he's learned that him being louder = you being happier, and he's getting better about not hiding his noises.
"fuck, fuck, shit," mike grunts out, always one to use expletives during sex, "s'pretty, s'good," he praises between low moans, looking up to see how you react. when you nod back weakly and roll your head back, he feels like he's won.
𝓦 = wild card (random headcanons)
he loves holding your hands and wrists down during sex. hands when he's more focused on intimacy, wrists when he needs a little push to fuck you harder than he already is. when you go to hold his hands yourself, he actually blanks. you're so fucking sweet, he doesn't deserve it, he thinks as he takes your hands in his and rolls his hips deeper to earn a moan from your lips.
he jerked off to you once before you officially got together and he felt so fucking bad for it and fessed up as soon as you pressed him about acting weird. it happened when you stayed late after a dnd campaign to help clean up and you kissed his cheek before you left, teasing him that you'd see him tomorrow. he isn't proud that's all it took to get to him.
𝓧 = x-ray (under the clothes)
mm, he's longer than he is girthier, and he's oh so pretty with it. about 5-6 inches and a dull pink that adorns the entire head of his cock and contrasts so nicely when cum is spilling over it. again, a soft tuff of black curls lie at the base of his cock guided by the barely visible happy trail he grows. also, theres a little vein trailing up the side of his length that's not prominent but remains very sensitive, as you've come to learn.
𝓨 = yearning/sex drive (how high is his sex drive?)
high. if you propose sex, it's almost odd if he turns it down because he's not in the mood. usually, if he's not already throbbing at the thought, that'll change when you so much as imply more or graze his thigh. he's very easily swayed and he can't get enough of it.
in reality, he can match the sex drive of his partner very well. if you're not feeling it, he'll reluctantly use his hand rather than go to you incessantly like he wants. maybe he'll break this habit with time when you find out he does this and tell him that you're happy to help even with your own hand at times.
that would all break him more than his habit, though.
𝓩 = zzz (how quickly he falls asleep after)
he's too wound up with adrenaline to fall asleep right after. some water and a snack later, he'll be lying there in bed next to you out of breath but still not tired enough to sleep. you'll have to help him out, maybe curl up with him, rub over his back or shoulder slowly to soothe his racing heart.
it takes a good half an hour for him to crash, and even then, he could get up after and be fine. winded and lovesick, but fine. so he's oftentimes the one getting up, cleaning you both up, getting some water and a snack, whatever you two may need. he's not in a rush to get back to bed other than to lie with you and relish in how fucking good you are.
a/n holy yap😂😂 holy YAP😂😂 like WOW😂😂 SOMEONE MAKE ME SHUT UP😂😂
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