#d/s universe

[starker-sorbet]

Dom Tony drawing up a basic contract with Peter in order to help his mentee as he settles into his new designation as a sub

D/S universe for @starkerfestivals Kinktober

[ketchupcrisp]

Happy Fic Friday, my wonderful pals! It's Dissolution's turn today, and a chapter I am super excited to share with you all. I hope you enjoy!

[whataboutthefish]

and then you came

and then you came

My submission to the @bigbangharringrove Big Bang 2023 event.

Now Complete

Author: @whataboutthefish (Ao3: what_about_the_fish) Artist: @lucadoodledoo (Twitter) Beta Reader: @kallisto-k (Ao3: DragonsIre)

Summary: After having escaped his father’s grasp, Billy Hargrove finds himself in California working his dream job as a lifeguard and masquerading as a Dominant. The charade comes to an end when he’s brought to his knees and beaten by a gang of Doms causing trouble on his beach. Steve is an EMT who happens to be a Dominant and who’s called to the beach to help Billy. What he finds is an uncollared, unclaimed Submissive and offers his help. Without it, Billy is destined to end up in government care with an appointed Dominant of their choosing. What starts as a platonic dom/sub relationship quickly grows as Billy finds a side of submission he’s never experienced before with a Dominant different from any he’s ever met in his life. Rating: E

Word count: 110k Pairings: Steve Harrington/Billy Hargrove Content Tags: BDSM, D/s universe, D/s secondary gender, Submissive Billy Hargrove, Dominant Steve Harrington, Abusive Neil Hargrove, Physical assault, EMT Steve, Lifeguard Billy, Violence, Forced submission (non-con), Subspace, Sub drop, Dom space, Dom drop, Kneeling, Collars, Dom voice, Hand feeding, Spanking, Bratting, Orgasm denial, Overstimulation, Safe words, Aftercare, Loss of virginity, Cock warming, Anal sex, Blow jobs, Mild pain play, Butt plugs, Topping from the bottom, Bondage

Fic now complete

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[driftsart]

TERMINUS REDESIGN :D KDKDKDKDKSKJDS

I love him sm you guys don't understand...

[raycatzdraws]

ribbonwood

[the-red-butterfly]

Dior Wanders The Woods

Dior Eluchil (Tolkien universe)

A submission for Scribbles and Drabbles 2024! @fall-for-tolkien Slide 71

Dior my beloved. Never got the time to grow up really (,: Sorry for inserting the sads where there's no need 😂

I have to say I REALLY like how the first one came out. I have my reservations on how Dior looks on the second one though 👁

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Open for Commissions

[sarahowritesostucky]

Alpha, Beta (& Omega) Masterlist

Rating: Explicit

Pairing: Steve x Bucky

Tags: a/b/o, arranged marriage, domestic discipline, spanking, head of household, dom/sub elements, alpha Steve, beta Bucky, hurt/comfort, wedding night, alternate history, nobility/royalty au, Edwardian time period, m/f/m poly marriage, enemies to lovers

Summary: To save House Barnes from scandalous ruin, eldest son James must agree to a contracted marriage, accepting Lord Senator Steven Rogers as his Alpha, Husband, and Headship.

A contract of engagement. (Word count: 1066) Teen

A most untoward introduction. (Word count: 2368) Mature

A wedding eve's dinner. (Word count: 1619) Teen

A late morning wedding. (Word count: 1862) Teen

A wedding night. (Word Count 2411) Explicit

A honeymoon. (Word Count 2976) Teen

A honeymoon, cont'd. (Word Count: 3536) Mature

A consummation. (Word Count: 2817) Explicit

A fever (Word Count: 3619) Mature

A consummation, cont'd (Word count: 2928) Explicit

A school reunion (Word count 3449) Teen

A sojourn in London (Word count 2010) Teen

A public scene (Word count 3617) Teen

A Headship's rebuke (Word count 3627) Teen

A dream, a visit, a game (Word count 4823) Explicit

A tour of the continent (Word count 5652) Explicit

A homecoming (Word count 4286) Explicit

A settling In (Word count 5616) Teen

A courtship (Word count 3201) Explicit

An Inquiry (Word count 6883) Explicit

Masterlist

@openup-yourmind

[cillixn]

i’m UP

[illegiblehandwriting1]

"Sky, wait. Wait!" He grabbed Sky's wrist. "We love you. I love you! You do know that, right? You know I love you. Right?" 

Sky stared at him, his bright blue eyes widening. Was that…was that shock? 

"Right?" he pleaded. He felt his face crumple into something desperate, something scared. There wasn't enough left in him to hide it. “C’mon, Sky, tell me you know that. Please, tell me you know that!" 

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i think that's my favorite fucking thing right now. Just letting you guys know.

[heartstringsduet]

The desire to make it to 100k for A Few Moons Ago this year. vs. The desire to finally write the next Let Me part, mostly because I want to write the one after since I started this and why am I like this

[whatwooshkai]

18!!

Boulder taps the tips of their digits together. "I have a question."

"What do you need?" Blades asks. He's putting up a garland around the perimeter of the basement, something he's been working on for days now. There are tiny little hand made models of their alt modes, trees, rocks, and other oddities that Boulder can't identify, made out of yarn big enough to hand knit with.

They're cute, and quite nice. Really bring a homey air to the place. "I need a bit of code altered."

Blades' helm whips around so fast he nearly falls over. He searches Boulder's face, but apparently doesn't find what he's looking for, because his face sets in a panicked frown and his rotors start flicking erratically. "You can't be serious."

"I'm serious," Boulder says, clasping their hands behind their back. "You're our medic, so I assumed-"

"Boulder, I am a field medic at most," Blades stresses, and some of his loose garland starts to flutter from the breeze created by his rotors. "I have no credentials. Hell, the only reason I know as much as I do is because Heatwave gets hurt so often it's all trial and error! They would never let me into the Academy, you know, they'd probably ban me from ever practicing-"

"Blades," Boulder says gently, but Blades' talking only gets more frantic.

"But code? Boulder, I can barely understand my own code, you really want me poking around in your helm? What if I mess something up? I could completely fuck up your coding, and I couldn't live with myself if I did that, living with unfulfilled protocols is horrible I can't imagine living with something broken-"

"BLADES!" Boulder shouts, and the helicopter shuts up, but his rotors are still flapping.

"Sorry," he murmurs. "I just don't think it's a good idea."

"It's something I can do myself," Boulder starts carefully, holding their hands out placatingly. "I just need a spotter."

The flapping dies down a little. "A spotter?"

"Yes, a spotter." Boulder clasps their hands again, this time against their chest. "Just in case."

"Just in case," Blades parrots, hugging his arms around himself. "What exactly do you need done?"

Boulder chews on their lip. "I just..." they trail off, trying to figure out how to phrase this. The pressure of the air has been changing all day, the sky getting darker, little beads of condensation appearing on their frame- the telltale signs of an oncoming storm. Someone like Blades would be able to better detect the changes in the atmosphere with his sensitive rotors, but Boulder doesn't have anything like that. And well... "I want to quiet a fear response."

Blades' face changes immediately. "Oh, Boulder," he says. "You can't just shove that down, you have to-"

"That's not what I meant," Boulder gently interrupts. "It's a fear response that's useless to me now. And it's going to storm."

"Oh." Blades' field reaches out in understanding, and Boulder brushes it with reassurance from their own. "You're scared of thunder."

"Not thunder. I want to experience it."

"The noise."

"Yeah."

Blades sighs. "Alright. I'll spot."

They find themselves on the floor, sitting with their legs crossed, across from each other. Their wrist ports are open and Blades has unspooled the cable from next to his, handing it to Boulder to let them plug in.

They do without much fanfare, initiating handshake protocols, and then Boulder guides Blades to the corner of their processor where all their instincts from their past as a miner lay dormant.

Well. Dormant-ish.

Where is it? Blades' voice is nice, inside of Boulder's processor. Warm and buttery smooth, but still somehow with a nervous lilt. It's kind of cool, the way it bounces around.

Here. Boulder pulls up the protocol and with it a memory- a huge bang that rattles the cavern and sends dust and pebbles showering down over Boulder and their coworkers. They dive for their positions, curling into balls, preparing for the worst. The fear is bone deep. Blades' very presence shivers with it. I want to be outside.

I know.

Blades' presence seems to hold them steady as Boulder dips their hands into the code. It shifts like water beneath their digits, slippery as they grasp for the strands that connect to their emotional core. They pinch and tie the line with a few more lines- simple things they'd been practicing doing, just extra stimuli needed to activate the protocol itself, like falling rubble, and suppressing it when rain registered as sensory input.

Boulder sighs as they finish up, letting it slip back out of their hands. Blades' relief is palpable, and it washes comfortingly over Boulder, then nestles in their spark even as they disconnect from each other.

"That wasn't so bad," Blades hums, mostly a reassurance to himself.

"Not at all," Boulder agrees.

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That night, Boulder faces the rain.

[ketchupcrisp]

As promised, an early update this week because I will be Shaking It Off with Ms. Swift tomorrow.

I am both eager and anxious to see what you all make of this update to Dissolution. And I have lots of meta-rambling about the chapter to do if folks want to discuss it further! (Just please don't yell at me baha.)

Love you all!

(Gratuitious Dorito-shaped Steve gif just because,)

[natsuki-bakery]

𝐍𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓𝐖𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑𝐒

꒰ྀི　𝐛𝐲　◞ ྀི　︶　 ྀི◟ @natsuki-bakery　꒱ྀི

𐔌ᥩྀི 𓏼 ◜ _ ◝ 𓏼꒱ྀི১ㅤ𝐅𝟐𝐔 　𓎢𓎡ㅤ𝐰/ 𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐭𝐬 !

[kitweewoos]

because you're mine

Tommy brings Evan home from the market one afternoon, and makes Evan get himself off as punishment for all the people who touched him.

Part 1 of in every universe

Rating: Explicit

Relationship: Evan "Buck" Buckley/Tommy Kinard

Additional Tags:

Not Canon Compliant

Evan "Buck" Buckley Is Not A Firefighter

Established Evan "Buck" Buckley/Tommy Kinard

Dom/sub

thigh riding

Dry Humping

Dom Tommy Kinard

Sub Evan "Buck" Buckley

Daddy Kink

Praise Kink

Collars

Top Tommy Kinard

Bottom Evan "Buck" Buckley

Coming In Pants

[read it now on ao3]

[the-red-butterfly]

In My Life

Thingol & Luthien (Tolkien universe)

A submission for Scribbles and Drabbles 2024! @fall-for-tolkien Slide 95

This was inspired by the song "In My Life" from the "Les Misèrables."

Listen. LISTEN. The song is literally perfect for them 😭 At least in my heart, I dunno. I'm getting emotional again.......

Also, I can't believe how much I liked the little figures that I did, ngl, in a very rushed way 😂 Guess I should do things like that more often...

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[baileyboo2016]

@baydrake22 Heehee…surprise gift alert!! :D

Bluebird snuggling in Rulie’s hair 🥺🥺🥺🥺 I absolutely love the color blue so i wanted to incorporate more blue things around her! Click the read more for extra-cool lighting o.o

(this was so hard to not talk about in discord like we were bringing up bluebird and aaaaa)

It makes her face look a little green which i just realized now haha oopsies