#99 luftanons

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Can you do Vulpes Inculta fucking a high INT courier stupid?

YES. I mean... *ahem* yes, I can do that. I am capable of publishing such a thing. 18+ MDNI beyond the cut.

"Oh, fuck! Vulpes! Fuck!" You cried out as Vulpes shoved your face further into the mattress, his grip bruising your hips as he pulled them into him with each thrust. A chance encounter in Gomorrah was all it took for you to end up here.

You were being your usual confidently cocky self, utilizing your people skills and education to outdo the Legion spy at his own game. Any information to be had was disclosed to you and not him, nor would you tell him what you learned. When he had pinned you against the wall in a secluded hallway, the alcohol in your system made you bold, and you decided to kiss him, grabbing his tie and pulling him into you; whatever was going on in Vulpes' mind or body to make him give in, you had no idea.

What you did know was that he currently had you face down, ass up, crying out like a whore and completely fucked out to the point coherent thoughts were no longer possible; whittled down to mere horny instinct, mostly to push your hips as far into him as you can to fuck yourself on his cock as he degraded you for doing so.

"Nh, not so intelligent and put together now, are you? Whore. Look at you, so desperate for me. I could stop and you'd do all the work just to come. Would you like me to stop?" He crooned against the shell of your ear, his hand snaking between your thighs but stopping just before your swollen clit. "No! No, please don't stop!" You cried out, wiggling your ass into him. He chuckled at your response and bit your shoulder harshly, enough to draw blood. "That's what I thought."

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Eobard Thawne hot take?

I'm making this about CW Thawne because I was SO hoping someone would ask about him.

Tom Cavanagh should have stopped playing Eobard, and Matt Letscher should have been transitioned to full-time when they revealed the whole "Eobard was disguising himself as Harrison Welles" thing. I'm so serious, don't even bother arguing with me, I'm not listening.

Tom was okay as Eobard. Matt was great as Eobard. Suited him perfectly, looks and all. I am so sick, tired, and bored with Tom. Too many characters, revived too many times. Should have started making the transition after they revealed the twist.

Tom's appeal as Eobard wore off quick for me. No hate to those who like Tom, just a personal opinion.

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Your headcanon about divorce in the Legion is so interesting cause I definitely imagined that it wouldn't be an option (at least not for women).

But maybe the Legion makes a distinction here between wives and slaves, the way the actual Romans did.

Something I've noticed about Caesar's Legion in FNV is that the men's beliefs vs Caesar's beliefs actually differ quite a bit. I like to believe Caesar would not allow abuse within a relationship like a marriage; too much noise, drama, disruption. It's really more of a practical thing.

I do believe they'd make a separation between spouses and slaves; slaves are the Legion's property, anyone's property. A Legion soldier choosing to take a slave as his spouse means by definition and law of the Legion means they belong to that man and that man alone. You lay your hands on another man's property, he has a right to defend that property, if not a duty. Any man that doesn't defend his spouse is seen as weak, unless the spouse intervenes.

Now, divorce is a pain in the ass; most if not all men would much rather avoid it. If a spouse is unhappy, they file for divorce by informing their husband's superior officer of his behavior, and the word is passed along to Caesar himself. The spouse must already have someone in mind to replace their husband, or they may return to slavery.

They are given a date to appear in front of Caesar, and each person may state their case. If Caesar decides the spouse is being treated unfairly and these are the correct conditions to be divorced, it's official, they're bound to their husband no more! If the person they chose to replace their husband accepts, another date is picked and they are wed!

If the situation isn't deemed severe enough, the request is denied. If the man they chose to replace their husband denies, they are forced back into slavery. More often than not, a spouse is already cheating on their husband with the man they wish to marry instead, in which case the other man may also take the stand in front of Caesar and divulge any other details or support the spouse's claims.

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I don't remember if you wrote about this, so: what do you think are Garrett's (Thief) kinks, pretty please?

I have not and I feel ashamed. I am, however, delighted you asked. I personally think Garrett has a low sex drive and is somewhat vanilla so there's not many to put here. 18+ MDNI under the cut

Teasing: Garrett is a major tease, and enjoys being teased back. He enjoys playing the game of "who will break and beg first?"

Biting: Garrett loves being bit. He's covered head to toe most of the time he's outside of the clock tower, so feel free to mark him to your heart's content; his thighs are a favoured spot to be marked.

Blindfolds: Spending so much time in the dark, Garrett's other senses are strong. He loves being able to rely on them; he considers this practice while heightening his experience.

Fingering: Garrett's hands are skilled in many ways; he thoroughly enjoys being able to demonstrate his skills when someone can actually witness them and making you come unravelled just for him.

Pleasure/orgasm control/denial: As a thief, he's used to getting what he wants; nothing is out of his grasp for long. Except for you, and it drives him insane when he can't have you when he wants, or his own pleasure.

Prostate play: Garrett is not object to experimenting, and this is an experiment he thoroughly enjoys the results of. He's not above being vulnerable in your hands; this is the most sure-fire way to get him to whine and whimper.

Lingerie: He knows how to appreciate the finer things in life; he's up to date on the rarest wines, the finest clothes and shoes, rare jewellery, anything valuable, he knows about it. None of it compares to the vision and feel of you dressed all up in a fine lace barely concealing your intimate parts all for him. You will never see him so handsy and in awe unless you're in lingerie.

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Vulpes with a muzzle and tied up, glaring at you... Blue, cold eyes furious as he watches everything you do, every move you make.

I need to do things to this war criminal dear god

YOU! YOU GET IT!

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I agree Vulpes would totally use his wife to seduce and distract enemies but then I think he would also get insanely jealous if it went too far. Like he just fucking seethes if anyone touches you and has to remind you who you belong to later.

Oh, absolutely. You're allowed to do your job, and he does his. But there's an invisible line you can't cross or else. You use that line like a jump rope just to get a rise out of him (in more than one way).

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I just wanna be Vulpes Inculta’s cute and evil wife. I couldn’t fix him but I could scheme with him.

Valid, tbh. He'd use you to seduce hetero male targets so you can lead them into a trap or swipe information.

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Hi, this is the same request I initially took to rains-rambles, and they were having a bit of trouble with the request and they said to take this to you, so my request is Stefano Valentini who is insecure about his looks, but the reader gives him a confidence boost via body worshiping him before they make love, because he deserves a lot of love!

Hello! I'm so glad you took this request to me, and I'm more than happy to write it! Stefano, despite his... ahem... art process, deserves all the love and affection! Enjoy the tooth-rotting fluff and the smut!

Stefano was cold and wet from the rain, had been harassed by his colleagues about his eye, all jokes at his expense, and all he wanted was to be loved. Thankfully, he was already on his way home to the one person that could help with that. You greeted him at the door chipper, until you noticed his demeanor.

"Get all of that off, go in the bathroom, and put on a robe. Trust me."

You took off in a hurry leaving Stefano touch-starved and somewhat confused, but he did it anyways, dragging himself into the bathroom upstairs and shedding everything, climbing into his favorite fluffy purple robe. It was helping, sure, but he wanted to be in your arms more than anything. A knock at the door startled him out of his thoughts.

"Here, fresh out of the dryer. Nice and warm for you." You spoke softer now. He opened the door, but before he got it open all the way you handed him his pajamas and took off downstairs. With a weary sigh, he got dressed. God, it was nice to have warm clothes, but it still wasn't what he needed.

He waited on the edge of the bed for a few minutes, thinking you might come back, mildly confused now, and when you didn't return he brought himself downstairs to find you at the stove working on something. He walked up behind you and wrapped his arms around your waist, resting his forehead on your shoulder, sighing deeply.

"Hello, dear, I love you, but I need you to let go of me, I have hot cups of tea to bring to the table for us." He released you hesitantly and watched dejectedly as you walked away from him, returning his expression to mere tiredness as you turned expectantly toward him. He sat at the table with his tea in front of him, and you hadn't noticed anything was off besides the poor state he was in until you noticed he was staring into his tea with sadness in his eye.

"Stefano, what's wrong? Is there something else I can do? I can run you a bath if you'd--"

"No, no, nothing's... You've done enough, truly. I appreciate it, I do. Thank you." "... There's something else bothering you." "Eh, a few coworkers thought it'd be funny to point out the obvious, and it didn't really bother me, but..." "But?" "But... I really just want to cuddle. I love this, I do, trust me bella, but all I really want to do is just lay on the couch, or the bed with you. I was warm and cheered up by the time you handed me my clothes from the dryer." You nodded in understanding.

"Alright. Forget the tea, then. Let's just go upstairs and lie down."

He smiled weakly at you and got up, following you into the bedroom, sliding under the covers and laying atop you as you stroked his face, kissed the scars around his eye, rubbed his back, and played with his hair. He breathed a deep sigh and felt completely relaxed and happy.

A little too relaxed, it would seem, as he hadn't noticed anything else until he shifted upwards to tuck his head under your chin and realized he was at half-mast. He stifled a groan from the friction moving against your thigh gave, and chose not to say anything, not wanting to ruin the moment because his body didn't want to behave and craved more. You began to kiss the top of his head and his face, before you pulled him up further towards you to kiss him properly on the mouth, feeling his member poke your thigh this time.

"Mmm, Stefano, something you want to tell me?" You crooned at him, rubbing your thigh against him as he groaned. "I hadn't planned on it, but if you're in the mood..." He looked at you with a half-lidded eye blown wide with lust. "Sure. But I have an idea. You trust me?" "Always. Lead." Stefano smiled at you, even as you swapped places with him. You kissed him deeply and he sighed as he caressed your face with the back of his hand, bringing it to the back of your neck.

You broke apart and began kissing his damaged eye, behind his ear, down his neck until you had to undo one of the buttons of his pajamas, Stefano now more awake and giddy with anticipation of what you were planning. "You're beautiful. You're smart. You're talented. And you're mine." You kissed down his chest and abdomen, unbuttoning as you went before Stefano finally caught on, sitting up and removing the shirt altogether, tossing it to the side of the bed, and leaning his head back.

You began to run your hands up and down his sides as you left kisses and light nips to his torso, before one drifted downwards to palm at his rock-hard member, Stefano moaning aloud with his head leaned back, looking down at you through his eyelashes. You had reached his happy trail with your kisses and held eye contact as you pulled his waistband down far enough to let his cock spring free.

Stefano groaned as he realized your intent, gasping as you began lapping at his head. His hand wound its way into your hair as you took his head in your mouth, tonguing the slit, making him moan. "Fuck, that feels good... Further. Please." He begged, sighing as you obliged and took him further into your mouth. You slowly but surely worked all of him into your mouth, and set a steady pace, bobbing your head and grabbing at his thighs as they shook.

"Fuck, amore mio, I'm-- ugh, I'm getting close... I-If you want me to fuck you, you... Oooh... Have to... Have to stop!" Stefano groaned, his pitch rising as he spoke. You shook your head and continued, picking up the pace. Stefano let out a broken moan as he came, body lightly convulsing. He panted as he came down from his high, and you crawled back up to him to give him a kiss before you got up to grab a towel to clean him up with, being gentle with his oversensitive member before pulling his joggers back up and cuddling into his side. He immediately wrapped his arm around you, pulling you further into him as he kissed the top of your head and you ran your hand over his chest and torso affectionately.

"I love you. So, so much. I would burn the world to the ground if anything ever took you away from me. You've no idea how much I long to come home to you every day. It's practically all I think about when there's nothing left to do."

"I love you too, Stefano. I miss you every minute you're not with me. I'd do anything if you asked it." "I know you would. I know."

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On my hands and knees BEGGING you for smut with Arcade and a trans (ftm) courier

No need for that, though I appreciate the enthusiasm ;) a simple "please and thank you" will suffice /j. Anyways, you've waited long enough, I've battled with my anxiety long enough, if I get things wrong please don't kill me, this is my first time, be gentle XD. 18+ under the cut, MDNI.

DISCLAIMER, I don't want to make anyone feel dysphoric: Mentions of both bottom and top surgery, gender euphoria, Arcade is on the receiving end

"Fuck, I gotta give your surgeon some major credit, they did amaaaazing!" Arcade moaned as he lifted and lowered himself onto your cock, his hands on your chest, tracing the mostly-faded scars just below your nipples. His affection made you proud; proud of deciding for yourself who you wanted to be, and being accepted and cherished by the best man in the Mojave. Your hands, however were preoccupied with both grasping his waist, controlling how fast or slow he went, and wrapped around his cock, paying special attention to the head.

Arcade groaned as he slumped forward, one hand now on your shoulder as he rode you, pre-cum starting to leak from his tip. "Fuck, you feel so good..." he whined as he began rolling his hips into yours. You had an idea, using the hand on his hip to lift him up, even against his noises of protest before you began fucking up into him.

Arcade cried out, shoving his face into your neck in an attempt to silence himself. You smirked to yourself that you could make him feel like this. He came within a few thrusts, simultaneously thrusting into your hand and trying to fuck himself onto your cock, but you weren't quite finished with him. You paused for a moment to let him regain some of his senses.

"You good with me continuing, Arcade, or do you wanna tap out?" You asked him, massaging his hip, patiently awaiting his answer. "Keep... Keep going... I can take it." "Alright. You tap out whenever you want." Arcade nodded before bracing himself, crying out when you continued fucking him.

By the time you felt your own coil begin to wind, Arcade was a mess; incoherent strings of random sentences, glossy eyes, tears staining his cheeks, hell he even came again. Between all of it, you continued to check in on him, and every time he told you to keep going; the man was insatiable. You laughed internally; he'd spent way too long in the Mojave without a good fuck.

"A-Arcade, I'm close... Where do you want me?" You felt bad asking him anything when he was so thoroughly fucked out, but you needed to know. "Inside... Inside'sfine..." How he managed to pant out even that, you didn't know, his words slurring together. You bit his shoulder as you came, and Arcade whined at the feeling. You helped him lay on his side on the bed you both shared and started cleaning the both of you up. He winced as you cleaned his member, but had no objections, so you carefully continued. You threw a clean blanket onto him, and cuddled up behind him.

"Arcade, you alright? That was a lot, even I gotta admit." Arcade turned to face you, eyes tired. "You kidding me? That was fucking amazing" Arcade yawned "I needed that." He rolled over to bury himself into your chest, wrapping an arm over your waist as you kissed him.

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smash or pass: Vulpes Inculta

this one kind of feels like cheating, but I’m curious if he’s just a character you like to write about or if you would hit that given the chance

Oh, it's toxic af, he's rancid, but I'd absolutely tap that if given a chance. He'd get important information from me, fuck n' dump me, and it'd be all my fault. SMASH!

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we know you’d fuck vulpes (and you’re so real for that) but what about the other legion dudes?

... I think this calls for a Smash or Pass: Legion Edition.

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Smash or pass: Eobard Thawn

God, it's such a bad idea. He's so unbelievably toxic. He's the meanest of the mean. But FUCK if I don't love it. Smash! I'll deal with the repercussions after, idc. Man is a walking vibrator, and considering he has no canon partner...

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Smash or pass: nightwing

... you're joking, right? Smashing Nightwing shouldn't even be a question. FUCK YES, SMASH! That ASS ALONE!! I'm ngl, I'm not the bottom in this scenario. BITING that ass, riding him into the fucking sunset. Man's name isn't Dick for nothin.

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You talked about Vulpes going down on his partner, could you possibly share more? 👀

Yes, yes I can! 18+ under the cut, MDNI.

He's ravenous, lapping at you like the dog he wears on his head, his hands possess a vice-like grip on your hips, holding your pussy as close to his mouth as he can while you writhe, squirm, and push his head impossibly closer while he wears your thighs like earmuffs.

He moans into your cunt, his cock painfully hard and throbbing, leaking precum all over his shaft. He nips at your thighs and gently takes your clit between his teeth before suckling on it. By the time he's through with you, you'll look like you've been mauled by a fox, which is technically true.

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What kinks do you think Deacon from fo4 has?

YES! I so rarely get a Deacon ask! 18+ MDNI under the cut!

Masks: Deacon's a big fan of not being able to be read, and it's a bonus for him to not be able to read someone else, and masks are a great way to do that. Watching a masked partner work has him hot under the collar, and being allowed to keep his on is bliss.

Teasing: The absolute master of it. He doesn't really have to touch you, it's down to if he wants to. You'd think he'd get caught with so many people's eyes on you, or being in closed quarters, but nope. No one sees or hears a thing, and if you play the game, you can rile him up too.

Clothed Sex: He's too paranoid of the world, even when in HQ, or Sanctuary. He's also a huge fan of quickies at bad times, so there's never really time to undress fully. (Plus he's secretly self-conscious and feels too exposed being naked.)

Competition: Deacon loves a good competition, and it's no different with sex if you're up for it. Who can make who cum first, the most, who can hold off longest from initiating sex, you name it, he can make it competitive. Whether he wins is genuinely a 50/50 chance.

Gags: Not on him, no he doesn't need it. Gagging you, however? Oh yeah. Loves seeing you drool all over a cloth he hastily shoved in your mouth or hearing your muffled cries through it, or feeling your teeth dig into his hand as he fucks you in some secluded alley.

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Now I've had a few thoughts about why xenomorphs would want to have sex- there's the idea that this hybridization gave one genitals and a working reproductive system and it's just been blind luck that it hasn't happened before in the series.

Or it could be a thing about the human, where the xenomorphs just really want to fuck them because hormone/pheromones/etc

Alternatively you could say it's a science experiment- the xenomorph/human has been altered by weyland yutani into a state where the xenomorph wants to fuck.

You could also say it's that the human was somehow related to the queen xenomorph- maybe the queen got their phremones on this human, maybe the queen facehugger got a close relative of the human, maybe the queen wants this human to be fucked for whatever reason etc etc

There's also the matter of it's possible that a chestburster dies within it's host (as has happened within cannon), putting the life of the host in no immediate peril (tho the chestburster could've died because of the host's health) while still making them not attacked on sight by xenomorphs. That explanation would require a little more explanation to make them actually want sex, but it's a possibility.

Another possibility, to add onto the last one is that xenomorphs already fuck each-other a bunch, just not in the presence of things outside of the hive. So if a human were to be accepted as a part of the hive, they would get fucked because that's how the hive works.

Feel free to mix and match the explanations BTW, I don't think any of these are mutually exclusive

I'm so glad I'm not the only one pondering this. I was also thinking of a science experiment scenario. Mix the hybridization with the science experiment idea into a dub-con scenario. I'm apprehensive because this is probably going to be the thing that starts the controversial stage of my writing career. I've already had some pushback on the idea of writing for Xenos. IDK, maybe if I get more requests for them I'll be more inclined, but currently, I'm on the fence.