Dawnbreaker lore brainrot so bad I drew him back to back. I know Dawnbreaker is, in fact, not an edritch horror entity but his introduction in the second anecdote SURE FELT LIKE ONE. So many scenes spinning in my head. The last paragraph foreshadowing how DB wakes up from his dream as well... When I first read this, I interpreted it as DB haunting Dr. Zayne KSJDKSJ
Hiii, my request is an ABC nsfw from each of the LaDS men, because I've been following you since the beginning and I ended up being curious about how you think they act during sex (If you could do Zayne's first I would be very grateful 🙏) I LOVE YOUR WRITINGS!!! (Sorry for any grammatical errors, English is not my first language)
Zayne: NSFW alphabet
Warning: 18+ only, MDNI!, Fem!reader, Full of sex related stuff: Toys, Kinks, Positions, preferences, etc. Read at your own risk!
Author's note: This is really fun to make but it's really long so I'll do individual posts. I was wondering what nsfw abc is and boy am I sooooo— heheh anyways, thank u for making this request pookie! #nsfweds
A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)
Zayne will alternate between bathing you or simply wiping you down with a damp cloth. in order for Zayne to bathe you, you must be awake, or at least half awake, but this is a bit of a risky situation because things might also become 'steamy' in the bathroom.
If he has worn you out or had knocked you out cold, he would wipe you down with a cloth and move you to the other bedroom, then change the sheets in yours and move you back. Zayne would always make sure you rest with at least your underwear and a shirt on because he doesn't want you catching a cold.
B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)
Their favorite body part of you is your breasts and chest area. When you're on his lap, straddling him, he likes to bury his face in between your cleavage. Being close to your heart is something he likes to do physically, and when you orgasm, he likes feeling your pussy pulse at the same time as your heart.
Their favorite body part is their own hands. His hands may have scars, but that adds to the beauty of it. His fingers are long, and he keeps his nails neat, and because of this, he's able to reach places where you couldn't when you finger yourself. Plus, you like sucking on his fingers and intertwining it with yours when you're so lost in your mind.
C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)
His cum alternates between opaque and thick to a bit thin and watery, depending on if he's managed to masturbate within the week. When Zayne wears a condom, he cums inside of you quite fearlessly, and you can feel his dick twitch while it spurts out the semen. When he doesn't wear a condom or when he decides to take it off, he likes spurting it on your lower abdomen and stomach. To which he'll use it to lubricate his dick again and pound into you. He's the type of guy whose body twitches when he ejaculates. He thrusts roughly and buries himself in you, only to tremble while he savors his high.
D = Dirty secret (pretty self-explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)
Zayne likes to see you squirt like a fountain. He likes how you write under his grasp while he keeps your legs still. He likes it when you cry that you can't stop cumming when he continues to lap your pussy, or when he continues to push through your orgasm. When you thrust your hip up, and your fluids spray on the bed—Zayne's mind is in a trance.
E = Experience (how experienced are they? Do they know what they’re doing?)
Fairly inexperienced, a virgin even—he knows what he needs to know through 'research', but a little guide from you would go a long way. He's a fast learner and a bit experimental (surprisingly), so he gets the hang of it in no time. You almost forgot that he's a newbie in just three months in.
F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)
Zayne likes two positions. First is the butterfly position, where one or both of your legs are over Zayne's shoulders. This position allows him to go deep while still being able to see your full body and touch you elsewhere. Moreover, he likes that he can seamlessly transition to a mating press if he wants to go rougher on you.
The second position that he likes is when you simply straddle his lap and move to satisfy yourself. He won't tell you this for some reason, but he likes it because you get to do the work while his hands can grope and knead your ass while kissing each other deeply.
G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)
It's always serious when it's Zayne. Passionate, intimate, and caught in the moment are words that describe what it's like to make love. Although he genuinely admires your sense of humor, Zayne's in charge of making you happy in the bedroom.
H = Hair (how well groomed are they? Does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)
The carpets match the drapes, and Zayne has hair but not by a lot. He grooms them well, but at weeks when he can't afford to take care of himself, sometimes, you can see the hair creep up to his belly button, which is absolutely hot.
I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? The romantic aspect)
Very intimate. Almost all moments of Sex with Zayne will be intimate as you both want it and desire each other to the fullest, even just sex on regular days. That being said, there is an exception, which is when you're both hot-headed or frustrated: then you just use each other like a sex toy until you're both worn out, to which you'll make love intimately soon after.
J = Jack off (masturbation head-canon)
Contrary to what one may expect, he always finds a way to jack off; he needs to, especially with you so easily flaunting your body in his house or even just by sending him too sexy of pictures of you in his old college long coat. Half of the time, he distracts himself from the growing and throbbing hard on but the rest of the time, he'd excuse himself to the toilet or go on a quick shower run to jack off until he gets everything out of his system.
K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)
Secret Kink:
Alcohol kink - Zayne doesn't like to do things to you when you're inebriated because, to him, it's improper to touch a lady when they're not in their right mind. but when it's the other way around, he gets off of it. He gets tipsy for sure, but it amplifies his senses, and he can't focus on anything but the woman who's riding him to their own pleasure.
Well known kink:
Power play - It doesn't matter who takes the lead. Zayne would like it if you pushed him against the wall and rubbed yourself up all over him while you gave him orders not to touch you. It breaks his rational thinking when you yank on his tie and speak to him as if you're his superior. He's willing to follow your every whim and command. On his more erotic days, Zayne gives the orders, and you must oblige without fail because he's quite harsh and doesn't hesitate to give you consequences while cooing at you, be it by edging, orgasm denial, or breaking your orgasm.
L = Location (favorite places to do the do)
The bedroom. Because it's intimate, your body will be less sore in the bedroom because the mattress is soft and has many pillows to support your back. but of course, if neither of you can hold back, Zayne can do you anywhere as long as it's secluded. It could be his office, the hospital bathroom, or a hotel room with a full city view.
M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)
Zayne is turned on when you're acting all innocent and coy while rubbing against him "accidentally" and showing your assets in front of him, and somehow choosing the most revealing combination of house clothing and coincidentally wearing matching lingerie underneath your uniform.
N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)
Dislikes asphyxiation. He simply can't imagine choking you in bed, and the mere thought of you even fainting sends his stomach churning in the wrong direction. The bruises that one could get on their neck were even more appalling in his eyes. He knows it's a play, but he genuinely cannot allow himself to do it.
O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)
A perfect balance of both. When you're stressed out, he likes to eat you out before having sex. When he's the one who's stressed out, you give him a handjob or blowjob but you never finish as he'd personally prefer cumming using your pussy.
P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)
It varies on the mood, situation, and both of your conditions.
Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)
Quickies happen a lot before you go to work. Who wouldn't be tempted when their partner looks all so dapper and composed while you still bask in the high of last night's memory? A small kiss won't hurt, right? maybe add a blowjob while you're at it? Oh, who's the both of you kidding? Of course, you'll both end up on the couch with Zayne being 30 minutes in his early arrival.
R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)
He plays safe, but if he loses a bet or you manage to convince him through some special means, then he will play along as long as whatever you are doing is safe and doesn't cost his dignity too much.
S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? How long do they last?)
On days when he's stressed, he needs to ejaculate quickly, and this could happen within 10 to 15 minutes. If he's more relaxed and wants to take his time with you, he could go for around 25 minutes before cumming and needing a break. By then, you would've orgasmed twice or thrice, depending on if Zayne is aiming for the right spots.
T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)
Zayne has a tenga cup which he used even before you got together. When you get together, he rarely uses it, but when you accidentally find it tucked under the bed, you would sometimes greet his morning boner by using the toy on him. When you're mad at him and bind him to the bed, you'd also torture him with it by edging him.
U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)
Your lover doesn't like to tease. He gets straight to the point.
V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)
His breaths are very audible. You can hear him losing his breath in the middle of thrusts, and you can hear him let out a groan when you squeeze your insides on purpose. When you just feel too good, and he's really sensitive, he will let out a long moan while looking up into the ceiling, basking in the sensation.
W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)
As much as he advocates for safe sex, he doesn't like using condoms, but he still does. To him, you were tight and warm, which is good and all but with even that .001 thin condom, he really just can't feel all of you
X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)
Well, chiseled abs, a prominent v line, and a back full of claw marks.
Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)
When you got together, you would think that he's the type to be low-key with his sex drive, but you were proven wrong when you get pounded every other night. He lasts longer than you, too, and can make you orgasm beyond the number of fingers you have in one hand.
Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)
Zayne never falls alseep before you. You don't know where he pulls the energy from especially during seasons where the hospital is extremely busy. Sometimes, you manage to stay half awake to see him take care of you, but there are also times when you just drift off mid-sex after a toe-curling orgasm.
Author's footnotes: Hehe I like doing stuff like these, it allows me to get into the nitty gritty details of the character~ will be updating this post with the oink to the other characters once I upload them.
With a loud sigh, you looked upon the building. A constant passing of people leaving and entering. Both casually dressed as white coats. Alone, in pairs, with small groups. All invested in their own lives. It was a nice day to start at your new job here at Akso hospital. It would’ve been a nicer day if he didn’t work here as well. Dr. Zayne. Your academic rival since kindergarten.
He would be there to either rub his success in your nose or make your achievements seem out of the ordinary. It had annoyingly become his personality. You were not one to back down of course. Constantly boxing up to each other. Striking a win at each academic achievement.
Checking your phone, you shrieked soft. Hurrying inside. Going straight to the counter, catching your breath. – “Hi, I’m Dr. Y/n. I’m here to collect my badge.” – you told her. The woman behind the counter smiled. – “Oh, you are the new doctor starting.” – she responded happily, taking out some documents. You hummed loud watching as she slid the documents under your nose. – “These are some regular forms, if you can just sign here, I can prepare your badge.” – she informed you, holding out a pen for you.
Accepting it from her, you quickly read the documents. Some standard work rules etc. Scribbling your autograph at the bottom, it was official. You were officially a doctor at Akso hospital now. – “Wonderful.” – she said taking the papers from you. You waited just a few moments till she returned with a badge. Presenting it to you in the palm of her hands with a bow. You accepted it. – “This badge will give you access to all your area’s and lockers.” – she explained further.
You followed her gesture when someone came nearer. – “Nurse Miko will guide you to your office.” – she spoke making you turn more towards the nurse. With a simple gesture, you followed her away from the counter. – “It is truly a pleasure to have you working for us Dr. Y/n. Your thesis about emotional scars in the medical field has become a true inspiration for us.” – Miko complimented you on the way.
Gushing about your work. It made you smile flattered back at her. You followed her through a set of doors, leading further away from the patients area. – “Are you working on something new?” – she questioned. – “Not at the moment.” – you responded politely. – “In what equipe are you Miko?” – you asked with curiosity. – “Oh I’m working under doctor…” – she could barely finish her sentence when another voice cut through.
“Giving out tours, Miko?” – a male voice reached from behind you. Miko quickly waved her hands across, turned more towards him. Sighing soft, you already recognized the voice, knowing your wonderful morning had just become rainy. – “My, my is that you Y/n?” – Dr. Zayne came in your vision with a chuckle.
“That is dr. Y/n to you.” – you reminded him with a hard glare. Miko blinked surprised at the both of you. – “You know each other?” – she let out. – “More or less.” – Zayne responded with a smirk. It made you roll your eyes at him. – “So did you win a special tour of the hospital with your flakes, Y/n.” – he said clearly to mock you.
Chuckling at his own lame joke. Miko wanted to speak as you gestured to her to let you deal with it. Clearing your throat, you motioned at the badge hanging around your neck. It made Zayne lean in closer, plucking it from your chest to look. – “I work here.” – you told him.
Zayne scoffed soft, letting go of the badge. – “I can’t believe they let anyone join.” – he responded with a smirk. Glaring at him, you hated how easily he could get under your skin. Zayne noticed the shock on Miko’s face. – “Don’t worry Miko, I was simply teasing.” – lowering his hand to let her know it was alright. – “Y/n knows this right?” – he added pushing his glasses further up his nose.
You gave him a sarcastic smile back. Taking Miko by her arm, walking off. Mumbling some complaints about him under your breath. Miko led you to your new office. Explaining the basics to you before taking her leave again. Immediately starting your computer. Eyes widening at the new mails popping up in your inbox. – “Guess no rest for the wicked.” – you breathed out, opening them one by one.
Checking the clock, you noticed it was almost lunch time. Putting on your wite coat, you left your office. Following some colleagues to the cafeteria. Lunch tray in your hand, you curiously looked around where you would sit. Most of the people around you didn’t know yet. At one table, you spotted Dr. Zayne, sitting all alone. Sighing loud, you walked over to him. Despite disliking him, he was after all the only person you knew.
“Mind if I join you?” – you asked setting your tray down. – “Yes.” – was his response barely looking up from the book he was reading. His answer made you blink caught off guard. – “O…okay…” – you responded picking your tray back up. Setting it down a table further to the side, which was close to empty. Glancing back it him, there wasn’t a change in his behaviour. Still reading that stupid book. It wasn’t that you were expecting much kindness from him, but still…
“Hey aren’t you the new doctor?” – a man’s voice said making you look up. – “Uhm… yes…” – you responded a bit flustered. Without permission or an ask, he set his tray down. – “Good, I’m Dr. Eric.” – he introduced himself. The two of you shook hands. – “Hey you the new doc right?” – another guy called out, having placed his hand on Dr. Eric’s shoulder.
You hummed loud as he took a seat beside him. Before you could fully understand what was happening were you surrounded by eager doctors trying to get to know you. All speaking to get your attention. It became a bit overwhelming as you let your gaze go to the side. Blinking with surprise as Dr. Zayne was looking your way. Once he noticed you were looking as well, he scoffed.
Grabbing his tray and taking his leave. It made you swallow nervously. After lunch you returned to your office. Waving hi to Miko on your way there. With a loud exhale, you let yourself drop into your chair. Humming curious when a message popped up in your inbox.
Clicking it open it was from Dr. Zayne. A simple and short demand off you to come to his office. Sighed loud, you got up. Making your way over to his office, a floor higher than yours. Haven taken the elevator, you walked down his corridor. Knocking on his door. – “Who is it?” – Dr. Zayne called out. – “It’s me, you send me an email to come.” – you responded by the door.
“Specify who me is.” – you heard him speak making you bald your hands into fists. Not sure if he was doing this to mess with you or he truly was playing this dumb. – “It’s Dr. Y/n.” – you responded a bit bitsy. – “Come in.” – his answer simple and short. Putting on a fake smile, you entered his office.
Taking a quick glance around, wondering how the man lived. Zayne cleared his throat loud, calling for your attention. – “Oh.” – you hurried over to his desk. He pulled out a stack of papers, holding them out. Not waiting much long for you to accept them.
Just in time, you caught the papers before they scattered all over his desk. – “What’s this?” – you asked. Zayne had his attention back to his computer, shoving his glasses a bit back. – “These rapports need to be handed over to Dr. Harrold.” – he replied with little emotion. – “And you are giving these to me why?” – you went on, not sure what you needed to do with them.
Zayne typed some things, ignoring you for a few seconds. – “Easy.” – he said turning to look at you. Folding his hands together on his desk. – “Dr. Harrold’s office is two doors away from yours. You’re sparing me the trip downstairs.” – he finished. Shocked you stared back at him.
“Absolutely not!” – you called out, dropping the files back on his desk. It made Zayne startle. Clearing his throat nervously, pushing his glasses by the bridge further up his nose. – “I’m not your arrand boy!” – you let out. Zayne cleared his throat again, this time with determination. Hinting he was brooding on something.
He moved his folded hands a bit further up the desk, leaning more in. – “My memory marks me right that you still owned me for having the highest score at the Linkon test.” - he spoke. You blinked confused back at him, till it hit you.
“That was years ago. In high school!” – calling out that he was being ridiculous. – “As I recall correctly, you didn’t uphold to your end of the bargain. The loss was having to do anything the winner said. I’m inning my win now.” – his voice calm, gaze settling back on his computer.
“That was a children’s bet!” – you groaned out, setting your hand firm on the files. Dr. Zayne barely gave you a glance. – “Bet is a bet. If I were you, I would start moving, Dr. Y/n.” – he hinted at the clock. You groaned loud, taking the pile of files. Walking out with annoyance to the cold-hearted doctor. Going back downstairs, you dropped the files at Dr. Harrold’s office. Returning back to yours.
The meeting ended as you got up. Dr. Zayne still seated, collecting his papers. Exhaling deep, you approached him. – “Yes.” – he responded upon your arrival. – “We should work together for this thesis.” – you asked him with sweaty hands.
“Is it because you need my intelligence to help you get good work done?” – he replied getting up, forcing you to move away to give him some room. – “Uhm no.” – you responded following him out of the meeting room. – “It’s because everyone else is stupid.” – you spoke, briefly glancing at the few doctors that waved flirtatiously at you in the hallway.
Zayne stopped making you bump into him. Slowly he turned to you with a chuckle. – “Well?” – you asked waiting for an answer. Zayne crossed his arms, humming deeply in thoughts. Sighing loud that he was actually making you wait this long for an answer.
“How would I be able to beat you then?” – he questioned tilting his head at you. Rolling your eyes, you gave him a shove against his shoulder. – “Forget I asked.” – you let out annoyed. Body suddenly forced to stop in your walk. Looking back at your wrist, seeing his hand around it. Letting your gaze go upwards to him.
“Alright.” – he responded in a deep tone. – “Good. I’ll text you more details.” – you spoke wanting to walk off, but he wouldn’t let you. His grip firmer around your wrist. – “Dr. Zayne what are you?” – you blurted out confused. – “We start now.” – he spoke pulling at you. – “Now?!” – you shrieked out, dragged away from him. Unable to escape his demand.
He pushed you inside his office. – “Clear your schedule.” – he demanded. – “But I have diner with a friend tonight.” – you responded not understanding his sudden behaviour. – “Cancel it!” – he urged you. You took out your phone, texting your friend. You had found some peace around his behaviour, but sometimes it still required a lot from you.
“I need your full attention for this. No distractions.” – he said after a long stare from you. – “Same goes for you than!” – you fought back. Zayne hummed loud with a nod. Immediately giving you out some books to get reading. For the remaining weeks, the two of you spend your time together.
Researching on the new medical topic for your thesis. A study that could be helpful to the medical industry. Specially to the hospital. Spending so much time together, made Dr. Zayne’s walls slowly crumble a bit down. He started to show less and less of his coldness towards you. Sure, the two of you still bickered from time to time. The old flame of academic rivalry still in there.
As quickly as it came, it quickly laid down. Both getting very familiar with each other. It had some bittersweetness to it when your thesis was finished. You were glad that it was done, for you didn’t know how much more effort you could put into it without losing your mind. On the other hand it meant that you would go back to the start. Not needing to spend this much time with Dr. Zayne anymore. Both returning to your normal duties.
In honour of the thesis, the hospital held a party. Inviting doctors over from other hospitals. After the honouring ceremony, you needed some time away from the business. Seeking a quiet corner somewhere in the back. Standing by one of the tall round tables with a glass in your hand.
Letting the content swirl around. Lowering your gaze, you didn’t feel the party. Everyone else around you having a great time, while you pondered on lost thoughts. Hearing a sudden loud voice shout out Dr. Zayne’s name made you briefly look up. Seeing a doctor wrap an arm around Dr. Zayne.
Zayne chuckled rather nervously and shy. His gaze suddenly meeting up with yours. You gave him a brief smile as a greeting. Quickly faltering back into your saddened expression. Letting the content of your drink swirl around in your glass once more.
“Are you not feeling the party?” – humming loud to the sudden voice, you straightened your posture to find Dr. Zayne at your table. – “Why wouldn’t I? It’s a great party.” – you let out with some faked enthusiasm, raising your glass. Dr. Zayne held his hand up so that the top of your glass bumped against his palm.
Slowly he guided your glass down with pressure from his hand. – “Your words don’t match your eyes.” – he responded making you blink confused. – “What’s the matter?” – he asked with care, setting your glass away. – “Nothing.” – you spoke guiding your gaze away. He sighed soft that you weren’t being honest with him.
He took your wrist, moving it closer to him, making you move closer to him. – “How about we leave the party.” - he suggested. – “We… we can’t leave… it’s a party for you.” – you responded with a surprised expression. – “Us.” – he corrected you. He then tugged at you, making you nearly bump against his chest. – “I’ve done my talks and hand shaking.”
“They will notice.” – you responded. – “No they won’t.” – Zayne spoke back. He started to move backwards, pulling you with him. Guiding you through the crowd that barely batted an eye at you. Too occupied with chatting, laughing and drinking. Zayne turned around, taking your hand better in his. Leading you outside.
The muttering of voices dying out as the door shut. Outside you shivered from the sudden cold breeze. Eyes widening as you felt something being draped over your shoulders a moment later. Looking up to Zayne’s caring gaze, pulling his jacket’s fronts closer to each other. Zayne gestured for you to start walking, falling in step with you.
“I can’t believe it’s over.” – you said looking up to the nightly sky. Zayne furrowed his brows slightly, looking down at you. – “Time does really fly. You’ll go back to your tasks and I to mine.” – you continued with a heartache.
“There will always be the next thesis.” – he responded making you pause. – “As if you’d chose me again.” – you spoke with a laugh. Zayne turned more towards you, tilting your chin up with his thumb. – “I’ll always chose you, Y/n.” – he spoke with a breath. Shuddering out a breath, you felt your heart pound a bit faster in your chest. His gaze captivating you with those gentle eyes.
His hands found a way around you. Pushing you closer to him. Stumbling forwards with your feet, you crashed against him. Before able to respond naturally he let his lips crash onto yours. Kissing them delicately, deepening his touch on your lower back. Dr. Zayne’s once coldness completely melted by the sun in front of him.
One of my favorite things to write is Zayne being an almighty crashout. He's pretty stoic. He's thick-skinned. A "take the high road" kind of guy. Not particularly petty, and able to move on from a situation easily. He just files the transgression away in case he encounters the person or thing again and moves on.
And Zayne's not a pushover by any means, he will speak up for himself. He's firm and clear with his boundaries and will simply remove himself from a situation he does not want to be in. Simple. No unnecessary mess.
But there's a certain threshold where his patience runs out, and all that politeness is gone in an instant. He'll switch from removing himself from the situation to removing you from the situation REAL quick.
For example, Dr. Zayne does not screw around about medicine. Once, he assisted in a surgery alongside of a colleague who had been getting on his nerves for weeks. Snide comments, passive aggressive mentions of how meticulous and anal the "Great Dr. Zayne is." Zayne took it all in stride. He doesn't have time for this.
During surgery, the passive comments don't stop. Zayne doesn't let it faze him, he's simply doing his job. After hours of operating alongside this prick, they're set to close. And then Zayne catches it. A gauze pad about to be sewn inside of this patient. Left behind in carelessness.
Zayne snaps. His voice is raised as he has this doctor immediately removed from "his" OR so he can "perform a thorough check to see what else you might have missed during your self-indulgent tirade." And it doesn't end there. Complaints are filed and personal letters are written to obliterate this absolute asshole off of the face of Akso hospital's roster. An honest mistake he can tolerate. Self-important assholes who prioritize their antagonism over a patient's safety he cannot.
And then we have his partner. He does not tolerate shit when it comes to them. He comes off to everyone else as a glacier; cold and stoic. But move a toe out of line about the person he loves? OOF.
First you get a warning.
"Watch your mouth."
"That's enough."
"I suggest you draw on the virtue of keeping your mouth shut."
And one thing about Zayne...he only fires one warning shot. Then your ass is getting verbally assassinated in public at best or catching both of these hands as a runner up. Zayne's not a violent man, it takes a lot for him to throw a punch. He does, however, believe in messages that will stick.
If he's in a hostile situation where violence has been on the table and someone he loves is in danger or hurt? He's releasing all of that rage at one time. He's not stopping until his partner is safe and the person who hurt them wishes they were in the ground.
I've said it before and I'll say it again:
The world should be grateful that Zayne chose to be a healer instead of a destroyer.
