#Sub-a-thon

[evildoerzinc]

🔴LIVE RIGHT NOW!🔴

💛DAY 1 UNCAPPED SUBATHON

🛞EVIL WHEEL SPINS EVERY 100 SUBS

🟡 NEW CUSTOM CODED OVERLAY

🟡3D VTUBER DEBUT

💘ALL EARNINGS TO HELP MY WIFE HAVE TIME OFF TO REST HER ARMS FROM CHRONIC PAIN

[knixolatenuggets]

Hai! Do you love Chrono Cross and wish you could watch someone play that also loves the game? (as much as we all love seeing people's first reactions to things, it's just nice to see someone who just is IN LOVE with a game, right?) Then look no further! I'm a streamer and I'm going to be playing Chrono Cross starting the morning of the 1st of April for a Sub-a-thon! I also have Chrono Cross art! I enjoy other games, mostly turn-based RPGs and fighting games. Any support is appreciated. Even just reposting that poster up there! Yep, that's right, this is the one time I'm okay, comfortable with, and ENCOURAGING people to repost my art! Support me anyway you can! Now for some LINKS!

Twitch

Patreon

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(and you all can tell what my tumblr is) Spread the links and the poster all over the internet! I want the people who love Chrono Cross to know and to see how much I love it. It's my favorite game and this stream will also be my 4th Twitch Affiliate Anniversary!

Thank you, all of you for any help at all.

[hollowphobiasfw]

On June 1st I held a Sub-A-thon with one of the goals being a free Commission if we were able to reach 100subs! Excitedly we did and as a result, the prize went to the third runner up after the two initial winners declined the prize, giving us this piece! I'm very happy with this image for multiple reasons, as it's the first time I've gotten to draw a few things, for one, a short stack (little upset the borgor covers the chest) and for second some good looking food! I really wanted to draw food that looked tasty and a little mouth watering, so I put as much effort as could into the colour palette to really make the burger pop on this one!.

--- Patreon

Linktr.ee // Commission Info

[caxycreations]

Special Announcement!

Tomorrow (10/28/2023) I will be holding a Subathon! I will be playing a mix of multiplayer games such as Dead by Daylight, Phasmophobia, possibly Warframe or Destiny 2, and maybe even Fortnite, as well as a host of others if stream goes on long enough! The rules of the Subathon are as follows:

Base duration on the stream timer is 4 hours

Every 100 Bits cheered adds 10 minutes to stream timer

Subscriptions add 1 hour to stream timer

Every $10 tipped adds 1 hour and 30 minutes to stream timer!

I'll spin the Wheel of Chance every 2nd Subscription (Paid or Gifted)

I'll spin the Wheel of Chance every 5th Follow

I'll spin the Wheel of Chance every $5 tipped

If we hit the Sub Goal, I'll plan a 24hr stream

Subathon will start at 12:30pm Central Standard Time, and will last until the timer hits zero! I'll also be debuting my new stream layout! Elements of it will change based on the type of stream I'm doing (Subathon, Tip Collection, Regular Stream, etc), but it will be the new standard moving forward!

[somerandomg33k]

My friend Lynnaquinn is doing their sub-a-thon to try to raise money for bills and food funds. They are playing WOW.

Dropping some bits, subs, lurks, watches, and/or donos is appreciated.

[slayervein]

Slayer's 1st Slay-A-Thon

Hi Guys! SO today I'm Going to have my 1st SLAY-A-THON (Sub-a-thon) as i need the subs QuQ. So Come walk with me & enjoy the stream

[depraveddame]

Ineffable Prompt A-Thon, Week 6: Unraveled

This is my next entry to @ineffablyruined ’s delightful weekly prompt Unraveled ✨ it is a sequel to my previous fic Mistaken Identity!

This is a spicy one, friends! Do check out the tags on ao3 💖✨

Tags: Human AU, texting, Dom Aziraphale, sub Crowley, fishnets, dirty talk, praise and degradation, first kiss, first time, oral sex, anal sex, floor sex, objectification, and more!

Excerpt:

As discussed, there is no knock announcing Aziraphale’s arrival— the only warning Crowley receives is the click of the lock sliding out of its place as his door handle is turned, but still, he jumps, heart taking up residence in his throat and fighting to swallow around its accelerated beat, which is quickly escalating to a breakneck speed.

He’d considered waiting for Aziraphale on his knees, but it’s too late to do so now as his door gradually opens, first just a crack and then all the way, and Crowley is met with the sight of the man that’s fast become his sole source of thought for the last 12 or so hours.

Crowley’s newly acquired faith is further reinforced as he takes in all of Aziraphale, who is, by all rights, gorgeous. He’s shorter than Crowley, but not by much, especially since he’s barefoot and Aziraphale is wearing low heeled boots. He’s wearing a sky blue button up under a beige blazer, and his shirt buttons are undone by his collar; Crowley can see a hint of curling chest hair there. His trousers look nearly identical to the ones in the photo he’d sent Crowley last night, and he wonders if they’re the same pair.

Aziraphale’s eyes remind Crowley of whatever gemstone it is that’s a clear, delicate blue (he can’t remember what it’s called), and his blonde curls are so pale they’re nearly the hue of pearls— it gives him a rather cherubic appearance overall, as do his round, flushed cheeks. There’s a hint of darker stubble framing his jaw, which sets noticeably as those lovely eyes flit all around Crowley’s body, lightning quick at first and then much more languidly, a glint of steel flashing behind blue, a rush of heated, metallic lust.

Crowley can hardly even comprehend that the man is here when Aziraphale steps into his flat, takes the three steps to close the distance between them, wraps an arm around his waist, strong and sure and possessive, closes the door with his other hand, and then they’re kissing.

He isn’t one for food, Crowley, most of the time. He loves his coffee and his scotch and the occasional sweet, but otherwise, he’s never really felt the hollow pang of hunger like others talk of; however, that changes within the millisecond of Aziraphale’s mouth latching onto his, and then Crowley really understands what it is to be hungry for something— what it means to be starving.

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Continue on AO3!

@goodomensafterdark

[doujinshi]

My birthday subathon is coming up (may 24, 2024 8 am PST). I have purchased a single beer (trust me im still like 88 pounds this is enough for me to be drunk). Make sure to follow so you don't miss!

[leafcabbage]

anyone want a gifted sneeg sub. i like giving to specific people

[t34sp00n]

Please come to my first ever sub a thon! On April 20th, at noon!✨️

🩵twitch.tv/t34sp00ntwitch🩵

[snowball-doie]

୨୧ Inspection w/ Johnny ୨୧

| pairing: Dom!Johnny x sub!fem!Reader

| warnings: 18+ MDNI. NSFW link. Daddy kink. Sex toy. Inspection kink. Vaginal and anal fingering. Edging. Slight choking. Mentions of unprotected vaginal and anal sex.

| wc: 2k

"Let's see how you did, baby girl, okay? Spread your legs for me."

Johnny was in a playful mood ever since the two of you landed in Jakarta the day prior. Being on vacation in hot weather always got him riled up because he really had nowhere to be and nothing to do aside from keeping you trapped in bed all day with something between your legs-- Whether it was his fingers, his face, his cock, or toys, Johnny was having all the fun in the world watching you cum over and over again.

"You can scream, baby, it's okay, no one's gonna hear us."

That was why he got a villa in the resort. His manager wanted to book a suite in the hotel, but smug Johnny wasn't content with that, because he knew that if he was really going to enjoy his week away with you, then you needed to be somewhere where he could do anything and everything with no worries or repercussions. So the villa it was. He fucked you in the kitchen, the living room, the dining room, every single bathroom, on the back patio that had a beautiful view of the sunset he made you watch while he came inside of you.

What Johnny didn't like, however, was the break in his sex-a-thon for having to DJ at a small festival one night. He was invited to Jakarta to be a DJ, but he turned the whole event into an escape with you. So when work came, he was a bit sour. Sour enough that he thought up a way that he could still work you up and have his fun with you even while he had to stand in front of fans who were there to see him and listen to his music.

"That's a good girl. Put your skirt back on and clean yourself up quickly, or else we're gonna be late."

Johnny helped you to your feet before patting your bare ass. His idea of fun for the night was putting a toy in you that he could control from his phone that he would have up on stage with him, mixed in with all of his DJ equipment so no one from the audience would blink twice at his fidgeting hands and the grin on his face. The whole night, while on the way to the show, and while waiting for him to go on stage, you felt the toy buzz on and off inside of you, the small tail end pressed against your clit nearly making you topple over and moan in the crowd you had to stand in because there was no "backstage" area for you to watch. When Johnny ran on stage, he smiled and waved to the fans before finding his place in front of his equipment. He immediately got to work once his headset was on. The music started playing, the fans were brought to life with energy, and you squeezed your glass for dear life when you felt the toy turn on to the max setting. He was dancing up there while bouncing on his toes and waving his arms around, all while grinning at you and the fact that you couldn't have looked more obvious if you tried. He was being cruel. And he knew it. That was why he only ever edged you throughout the show. While the fans got the euphoria of beat drops and getting to see Johnny Suh sweating up close, you had your high stolen from you time after time, despite your pleading eyes in his direction.

At the end of the night, when you two were back in the villa, Johnny turned the toy on again, and he chuckled while watching you stumble to the bedroom, catching yourself on furniture that you passed by so that your shaky legs wouldn't give out completely underneath you.

"Please, I can't take it anymore," you begged with a hoarse voice.

"Yes, you can, silly girl. Come on, let me help you." He offered out his hands which you quickly accepted so that you could find relief by laying on the bed under him. "Did you have fun tonight?"

"Yes, Daddy."

"I'm glad." He stripped you of your shirt and bra. "Let's see how you did, baby girl, okay? Spread your legs for me." You did as he commanded, spreading your legs so that he could push your skirt up out of the way. "Cute," he whispered under his breath, then pressed a finger against your clothed entrance. "You made such a mess, baby girl..." As he slowly retreated his touch, you saw a bit of slick stuck to his fingertip. You'd soaked through your underwear. Fuck. "Let's get a better look..." He swiftly removed your underwear with a self-satisfied smirk. "Fuck, baby girl, how many times did I edge you?"

"Seven."

"Oh, my poor girl... I'm sorry... Can I make it up to you?"

You nodded eagerly, looking down at him to find that he was tugging on the tail of the toy to remove it from you. With a lewd pop from your pussy and a moan from your lips, the toy was pulled out. Johnny chuckled and licked the toy clean.

"You taste so fucking good. Fuck."

And once he was done with the toy, Johnny put it to the side so that he could return to you and your needs after being so cruel all night. Relief swept over you within an instant when he started rubbing his fingers and palm all over your cunt and ass, feeling you up, gauging how wet you really were, making a mess of your thighs and ass with your own slick before he suddenly slid a single finger into your pussy. Your back arched off the bed in response. Johnny kissed the back of your calves which were raised high in the air, his finger sliding out of you to rub your drenched clit, then back into you he went. Over and over again, he repeated the motions, his finger curling to hit your g-spot while he aggressively fucked you. And then he started teasing your other hole.

You popped upright onto your elbows with wide eyes that made him laugh again. "Wait, Daddy--"

"I need to inspect all of your holes to understand how mean I was tonight, baby. Don't you want me to learn so I don't do it again?"

Your face fell.

"Be a good girl and relax."

Johnny loved your ass. More than anything in the world, you figured sometimes, because it was the one thing that he thought of as his, the one hole no one but him had touched, the one thing that no matter how often he bullied it, it would never loosen or fight back against him. Both of you moaned when his finger slid into your tight ass. He was slow. He watched you carefully, waiting for a hard "No" or "Stop" to fall from your lips, but when it never came, he decided to reward you by sliding out of your ass and back into your dripping entrance with two fingers, causing you to whine and buck around— Johnny immediately put a stop to that by pinning you down with an arm pressing down on the back of your thighs that were curled up to your chest. He continued to kiss your legs while he fingered you quickly.

“I’m close—”

Much to your dismay, Johnny pulled his fingers out of you, slowly circling your clit and drifting down to rub his fingertips over your ass again.

In response to your pouting, Johnny teased, “That’s eight. You can do two more for me, baby girl, I know you can, just let me take care of you.”

So you grinned and beared it when Johnny started testing you with two fingers in your asshole and one finger in your pussy, his thumb rubbing your clit. He was being mean again for his own entertainment because it was so easy to get you to edge like that, but he didn’t want to edge you so quickly because once you would hit the number ten, he would likely have to reward you for being so good, and he wasn’t feeling that nice yet. So he waited. His fingers went slow, working your holes open for him while he continued to litter the rest of your body with tender kisses that made you melt under him and roll your eyes to the back of your head. Why did he have to be so good at ruining you? Why was he so good with his fingers? Why did he have to know all of your sensitive spots and the right things to whisper in your ear as his two fingers in your ass scissors outwards to stretch you.

“You think you can take me tonight?”

And there it was, Johnny’s obsession with your ass taking root in the back of your mind, urging you to nod, almost like you were actually begging him to fuck your ass once he was done with torturing you.

“Good girl.”

Once he put two fingers in each hole and continued to flick your clit with his thumb, you knew you were a goner. He won. There was nothing you could do to hide the fact that he’d worked you up all night to the point that there were no thoughts left in your head, and all that was left of you was a symphony of moans that were like music to Johnny’s ears while he pinned you down with his free hand wrapped around your throat. You wanted him— No, you needed him. It didn’t matter that he’d fucked you every which way ‘til Sunday, you needed more of him, and those last two edges he indirectly promised you weren’t going to cut it.

“Close—”

Johnny stilled his movements. “Nine. One more, baby, then I’m all yours.”

You nodded obediently, even taking his thumb into your mouth for a moment before he returned to choking you while fingering both of your holes. It felt like heaven… Four fingers moving in and out of you, hitting all kinds of different spots— Sometimes you could even feel his middle finger and ring finger brushing up against each other through the walls that separated your two holes. Part of you was tempted to ask him if he’d finger you while fucking your ass sometime. Johnny wouldn’t be opposed.

As his thumb started rubbing your clit counter-clockwise, the overstimulated bud couldn’t take it anymore, and before you could even warn him, you were cumming on his fingers, his grip on your throat tightening to make sure you stayed pinned, his brows furrowed in concentration as he helped you through your orgasm despite the fact that he never gave you permission nor did you finish your ten edges like he wanted. But then again, nothing made Johnny happier than the feeling of your asshole squeezing around him, whether it was his fingers, tongue, or dick.

After you came down from your high, you slumped— But then Johnny slapped your clit, making you jolt and whine.

“That’s for not asking permission.”

You pouted. “I’m sorry, Daddy…”

“I know, baby,” he cooed apologetically as his fingers pulled out of you and he shifted to sit fully between your thighs before he began undoing his pants. “I’m still not done, though. Be a good girl and hold your legs open for me, okay?”

“Yes, Daddy.”

Every part of you was tired and overstimulated, but you grabbed your thighs and kept them spread and pressed against your stomach while Johnny leaned over you and lined his tip up with your ass, just like he promised. A wicked smile spread across his face when he saw how fucked-out yet needy you were. Just for him. Always for him.

“Good girl.” And with that, he slowly started thrusting in.

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[ineffablyruined]

I got a decent level of interest in this, so we're going to do it!! Welcome to week one of the Ineffable Prompt-A-Thon!

Week One:

Eye Contact.

Is it between the Ineffable Duo? Muriel and a duck? Actual eyes touching? If you can think it, you can create it!

The Rules Are Simple:

Every Friday until the Season 3 premiere, I'll post a prompt.

You will have a week to write, draw, paper craft, record, completely scrap and start from the beginning after a crisis of confidence (oh, is that just me?), and post your interpretation of the prompt

Tag your post #IneffablePromptAThon, #IneffablePAT #Ineffable Prompt-A-Thon, and/or #IPAT. Make sure to use them on Tumblr, X, IG, and AO3 so everyone can easily find your works!

Also tag your posts and AO3 with the Week Number and the Prompt, so we can all tell which prompt your creation accompanies.

Tag me @ineffablyruined in all of your posts, too, so I can reblog!

Add your contribution to the Ineffable Prompt-A-Thon collection on AO3 for this week. Link is below!

Look for the next prompt. Rinse. Repeat.

HAVE FUN!

This is meant to be zero stress. If you can't do a week, that's completely fine! Prompt not working for you? Skip it. Going to be late? No worries at all!

It is just meant to be a fun outlet to get your creative juices flowing and keep the fandom well-fed with copious amounts of fic and fun until our Ineffable Duo makes their return to our screens (whenever that may be).

There is no length requirement, no rating requirement, no timeline requirement. It can be canon-compliant, AU, crossover, whatever tickles your fancy, as long as it's Good Omens related and incorporates the prompt. It's all Tickety-Boo!

If you want to be tagged in the posts, let me know and I'll do my best to accommodate.

Link to this week's sub-collection:

[disorganised-bagel]

i think this is my favourite interaction from the whole of trsmp so far

(transcript under the cut)

Bek: Oh yeah, I had a really cool- I had a-

Ros: Oh! Tell me!

Bek: Out of character, I had an idea, right.

Ros: Yes, tell me.

Bek: The other day, right. Um… you should do a subathon, but- but, instead of, like, minutes, it's like- it's like an insulin-a-thon.

Ros: (laughing) No wait, that's so good!

Bek: Like, ten subs, you just-

Ros: Ten subs and I'll inject for this food, or I will DIE.

Bek: (laughing)

Ros: (laughing) Wait! Wait, that's actually hype!

Bek: Oh, um, maybe I… mm, now am I on the hook if something terrible happens to you?

Ros: Oh no, don't worry, I won't tell anyone.

(a pause)

Bek: You- wait- nonono, you have to say "no, I won't do that", that's the--

Ros: Oh!

Bek: --the answer isn't "I won't tell anyone you have said that", it's "I'm not gonna do that", that's- (laughing)

Ros: (laughing) No but wait, it's a smart idea!

Bek: I like the idea- like, I'm more worried that I'd be implicated than you dying.

Ros: Well, like, that- that's a fair logic, you know? I respect it.

[satancopilotsmytardis]

Drabble-A-Thon 2 Prompt #15

Pairing: Shigadabi

Rating: Explicit

Prompt: Inexperienced Dabi accidentally overhears Shig negotiating with a potential sub. The sub ends up declining but Dabi is flustered, surprised by Shig's experience, and very turned on. He approaches Shig about it. Would love for Dabi to get tied up and spoiled until he cries.

Contents: BDSM, dom/sub, dacryphilia, bondage, orgasm delay, multiple orgasms, overstimulation. 

The base they're at now, Dabi doesn't really think is one of AFO's other ventures. All For One was a potato of a supervillain who seemed to get off exclusively on his own fucked-up power-hungry self. Dabi doesn't think that he was funding a BDSM club outside of Kamino that is a barely-legal hole in the wall with a shitty love hotel attached to it. But whatever connections AFO's network has to this place means that they are able to stay here while they figure out their next moves, and they can get drinks at the bar as long as they keep Toga completely out of sight in the halls or around the building. Fine by him. He is just glad he doesn't have to go without booze, even if it does mean he's also seeing a lot of the other patrons as they have their play all over the little club when he comes back after a day of recruiting absolutely no one and wants to take the edge off of his stinging nerves. 

When he spots Shigaraki sitting at one of the tables with another man across from him, the guy skinny with lavender skin, tousled black hair, and in the tiniest set of lingerie that Dabi has ever seen outside of porn, he doubts that he's a recruit. But maybe he didn't get the memo about the fact they're apparently untouchable here, and he starts to make his way over, listening for his boss's voice under the thrum of the music and the sounds of pleasure that are coming from elsewhere in the club. 

"Remember last time," The man is practically batting his eyelashes at Shigaraki. "You tied me up so I was suspended upside down and fucked my throat? That was so hot. I would love to have another session like that." 

Dabi blinks and looks around, like someone is going to pull out a candid camera and tell him that he's being punked. But the rest of the club is having conversations similar to this or actually just going for it instead. What the fuck? He had assumed, because he hasn't really had time to hook up with people when he's been so focused on his villainy, and given Spinner and Shigaraki's similar interests, that none of them had time for that shit. But Shigaraki is leaning back in the booth, arm against the back of it, his red eyes picking apart this guy like he's perfectly comfortable with this situation. 

"I remember," Duster's voice is cold as ice when he speaks. "That you lied to me about having an up-to-date STI test and when I ended the session early, you went and got drunk before ambushing me outside so you could throw a hissy fit. You are a shit sub and not worth my, or anyone else's, time until you actually learn how to respect your partner's boundaries. Get the fuck out of my sight before I tell Aki about the shit you pulled with me. You'll be lucky if she doesn't make you trip into traffic on your way home." 

Two dark, splotchy spots of purple appear on his cheeks and the guy doesn't look like he's going to back off without a fight, and the truth is, if he gets too uppity, he could compromise this location for them. So Dabi comes up to the other side of the booth and breathes out a stream of smoke and embers as he glares down at the stranger. 

"This guy causing trouble, boss?" 

Shigaraki's eyes flick to him. "I certainly hope not." He has a glass of scotch and is tracing four fingers around the rim as he looks at the man. "Because useless things that cause us trouble," he drops his last finger to the glass and the contents gray and turn to dust as the glass crumbles apart to the table, "Don't tend to make it very far." 

The purple of his skin nearly grays out and the guy gets up quickly and exits the booth. “You know what, I don’t think we’re a good fit.” 

Dabi watches him go before he turns back to Shig to just tell him he's going back to the rooms. He's not expecting how having Shigaraki's eyes on him again, knowing what he does now about what he gets up to recreationally, makes his whole body feel unfamiliarly warm. 

"Sorry. I was hoping that we wouldn't have any run-ins with any of my former subs." 

"Didn't know you would have... former subs." 

Shigaraki shrugs. "Everyone has to blow off steam some way. Haven't found anything here that you like? Pretty sure I saw Twice barking for a busty blond." 

Beneath his scars, Dabi has his mother's fair coloring and he knows immediately, as soon as he hears that, he knows that all of the unscarred portions of his cheeks are going bright red. 

Shig raises a brow, his eyes looking hungrier. "...But it's fine if none of this is for you. Spinner isn't interested either." 

And Dabi does not want to give the impression that he's as inexperienced as Spinner who saw his first naked tit in real life and immediately had to dart away to hide the lizard in his pants. "Not uninterested." He says as casually as he can. "Just haven't found what I'm looking for yet." 

"... Maybe I could help with that, firefly." 

Dabi is so embarrassed that he walked himself into this situation, and so weirdly turned on hearing Shigaraki use that nickname for him, he sits his ass down at the table as Shig orders them each a drink. 

///

"Don't be nervous, baby." Shigaraki kept him talking for hours, realizing way more quickly than Dabi wanted, that he was completely out of his depth when it came to sex. But he hadn't made fun of him. He'd explained things, walked him around the club and told people he was 'in training' and they had talked to him too. Told him what to expect from a dom or sub, proper etiquette, how to ask for help if something happened he didn't know how to handle, and no one had blinked at his scars or the fact he was so inexperienced. That had made him feel... better. Good enough that when Shigaraki turned down doing anything 'hands-on' for the night, he hadn't felt the sting of rejection. He just wanted him to sleep on it. 

Dabi had, and now he's in Shigaraki's room, red silk ribbon being gently looped around his limbs, Duster shirtless over him as he lays completely exposed on the bed. "Easy for you to say. You're not naked and tied up." 

"You could burn away these ropes before I could take off my gloves." Tomura smiles at him. He thought that this would be all growled words, slaps, hair pulling, and rough fucking. But Shigaraki has been pressing kisses to his skin before the ribbon crosses it, his fingers tracing over his body lightly too. He's smiling. His words are tinged with sweetness that is, embarrassingly, making Dabi hard even with only the light touches against his skin. "You look so pretty all wrapped up in my color, firefly." arms are tied behind his back, the ribbon wrapped around his chest so that it cups his chest and pushes his pecks out more, and... Shigaraki is starting to work the knots along the tops of his thighs, lashing his calves against them. "Are you still comfortable? No pinching?" 

"Green," he says, still flushing as he tries so hard to show the other that he learned from the lessons last night. 

"Good boy." He teases his fingers up Dabi's cock and that sends him whimpering, his whole body trembling in his bonds as such a small touch puts pleasure through his entire body. "It feels so good to just surrender, doesn't it, baby boy?" 

Dabi doesn't want to answer him, the humiliation making his skin start to smoke. But he has to if he wants to follow the rules. "...Yes, sir." If he doesn't follow the rules, Shigaraki will have to stop and all the warmth in his eyes will be replaced with the same disgust that he held for that other man. Dabi couldn't stand seeing the light for him leave someone else's eyes. 

"You're going to surrender everything to me tonight, Dabi." There's so much heat in his voice even as he smiles. He catches the knot across the top of one of his thighs and loops a fresh section of ribbon through it, pulling it up so he can secure it to one of the knots at his chest. Then he does the other and Dabi realizes that he is completely exposed to the other man in a way he's never been with another person before. "We're going to start with your body, baby." He moves his hand back to Dabi's cock and starts to stroke him more deliberately. Works him up until Dabi is dripping and he's certain that he's going to cum-- and then he pulls his hand away and brings back more of the ribbon tying knots around his balls and along his length until the pressure of his orgasm is trapped inside in a way it never has been before and there are tears trickling over his temples as he's denied his pleasure the way he was told he would be. "Then your dignity. Oh, baby, you're so cute when you're weeping as much as your cute little cock." Tomura coos. "And by the time we're done, your mind is going to belong to me too, pretty boy. There's not going to be a thought left behind those lovely eyes except for how to please me enough to earn your reward. I can't wait to see you so obedient, firefly. Makes me excited just thinking about it." 

Dabi wonders if he should get so excited too that his head goes foggy when Shigaraki shifts his body so his head is hanging off of the edge of the bed and the other man opens his pants so he can pull out his half-hard cock. He thinks the laugh he gets out of the other when he sees his tied up cock twitch and try to drip a little more pre as he rubs himself against Dabi's lips probably says he wasn't expecting his mind to slip away so quickly. But Dabi has always been eager to please. He doesn't mind being even more so when he believed Shigaraki when he said that he would make his first time as perfect as he could. This is definitely better than whatever drunken hookup he might have had otherwise. When he ends the night, crying even harder and begging Tomura to stop because he's had three orgasms from his cock and two from his prostate, he doesn't think that there's any other word but perfect to describe the experience.

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[motherfuckermorgan]

Tonight, my most STEAMPUNK journey begins.

Code Name S.T.E.A.M. was a commercial failure created by Intelligent Systems. Pitched as a "Steampunk Civil War", from the get go this game seemed to be doomed to obscurity. But is it worthy of such a legacy?

Let's Join The Team.

This stream series will be my second ever "Bucks-a-thon" special. I am raising money for my 2025 move. All subs, bits, ko-fi donations, will be counted towards the total money. For every $100 raised, there is a new incentive unlocked.

The current plan is for this to be a 4 day long event, though it may be extended if I really struggle with the game. I hope to see you all for what may be the silliest stream series I've done.

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Dragon Age Fan Event Listings

The beauty of fan events is that they are run by fans.

Including you.

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Below is a list of all Dragon Age fan-run events we can find. The links should bring you to the most recent iteration of the event. Where possible, the time period the event covers is listed next to the event.

Want to get an event listed? Check out the link and submit. Look here for multi-fandom events, or more events in general.

Event Masterlist - #compendium

Bangs

25k Big Bang (July - November)

10k Big Bang (March - April)

Dragon Age Reverse Bang

Exchanges

Arlathan Exchange (April - June)

DA Polyshipping (August - November)

Handers Exchange (March - May)

Templartations Exchange (March - May)

Black Emporium Rare Pair Exchange (June - September)

Platonic Ideal Gen Fic Exchange (December - February)

Smutquisition (January - March)

Theme Weeks/Months

Anders Week (Feb 3 - 9)

Kink Memes

Dragon Age Kink Meme (Dreamwidth) | DAO | DA2 | DAI

Zines

Dragon Age Flower Zine (Processing Period)

Wanderers Zine (Creation Period)

Dragon Age OC Zine (Mod Apps Open)

Alistair Zine (Creation Period)

Faith: A Leliana Fanzine (Interest Check)

Grave Gold: A Mortalitasi Zine (Interest Check)

Special Events

Dragon Age Drunk Writing Circle

Dragon Age Annual (2025 Digital Orders Open)

Dragon Age Create-A-Thon

Reddit Weekly Dragon Age Writing Prompts

Unofficial Dragon Age Day (Dec 4)

Solavellan Day (April 11)

Past Events

Retired Bangs

DragonAgeBB (last: 2015; formerly on LJ and elsewhere)

Retired Exchanges

Demands of the Qun (Qunari)

A Paragon of Their Kind (DA Dwarves)

Solas Lovers

Hightown Funk (Varric/Hawke)

Retired Theme Weeks/Months

Autumn of Anders (Anders Appreciation Event)

Dalish Week

30 Days of Dorian (Dorian Appreciation Event)

Dragon Age Fan Week (2013)

City Elf Week (2024)

Cullen Appreciation Week (2019)

Cullen Week (2021)

14 Days of DA Lovers

Fenris Appreciation Month (2017)

Krem Week 2024

Leliana Week (2024)

Rylen Appreciation Week (2018)

Sera Appreciation Week (2019)

Sera Appreciation Week (2024)

Sub!Solas Week (2016)

Tranquil Week

Zevwarden Week

Past Zines

Adoribull Fairytales

Age of Romance Zine (Incomplete)

ApprovesGreatly (Incomplete)

Andoralis Zine

Arcana: A Dragon Age Zine

Arlathvhen Zine (Incomplete)

Beyond the Veil Zine (Zine)

Bring Down the Sky Bioware Fanzine

Dragon Age 2 10th Anniversary Zine (Zine)

Dragon Age Codex Zine & Myths and Legends Zine

Fortitudo Dorian Artbook

Good for Each Other (Adoribull Zine)

In Peace, Vigilance Zine

Insufficient Skill Fanzine

Legend Mark Zine

Lotus and Root OC Zine

Love Across Thedas Zine (Zine)

Na Via Lerno Victoria (Fenris Zine)

Patron of the Arts Zine

Rebel Hearts Handers Zine (Zine)

Road to the Imperium Zine

Solasmancy Zine

Sunlight (Anders Zine)

The Coming Storm Zine (Ukrainian Zine)

The Dragon Age Zine (Russian Zine)

The Keeper's Codex Fairy Tale Zine

The Unsung Dragon Age Zine

The Zevran Zine (incomplete)

Thedosian Archives (incomplete)

to be happy (FenHawke Zine)

Wicked Eyes: A Dragon Age Finery Zine

Year of the Mabari (Incomplete)

Other Past Events

Dragon Age Calendar 2018

Dragon Age Calendar 2021

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