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magalidragon · 2 years

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I thought this would be done in time but it won’t be. Trying to finish it by the end of the weekend. Enjoy this teaser from @youwerenevermine and me, for @snowxstormworld Jonerys Orgasmic October 2022, Day 5: Incest

His hands gripped her elbows, turning her into the melee of dancers, hiding in plain sight, his head tilting towards hers. Not a tall man, he was still taller than her. His gray eyes flashed in the thousands of candles from the chandeliers above them. "My marriage has since been...dissolved." He kept to High Valyrian, hissing it between his teeth, his Northern accent from years fostering up in Winterfell putting a lilt on the vowels that had her toes curling in her boots.

She tilted her head back, keeping her face impassive. This was not news to her. She suspected the wildling woman would have an unsatisfactory end soon enough. Especially when her own spies got back to her that her brother had denied her nephew's request to take her as his wife. A second wife, there were no issues with multiple marriages in House Targaryen. Well, there didn't used to be. Until Rhaegar decided to pacify the star-clutching zealots of Westeros.

It was welcome news; she had met the wildling once and detested her on sight. Rhaegar's attempt to marry his son-- the prince-- to a nobody such as a wildling in an attempt to appease the North and gain favor with those beyond the wall had never made sense to her. "My condolences," she lied.

"Try not to smile too wide Princess."

"I heard she died in an archery incident."

"Aye, very sad."

"Two arrows to her chest? I wonder how that happened by accident."

"Only the gods know."

She smirked; he was trying not to smile, the wolf. They both know how it happened. The entire room knew how it happened. The only one who might pretend he didn't know would be Rhaegar, who she could see out of the corner of her eye glaring angrily at them, while Tyrion Lannister talked his ear off. She was grateful to the cretin for distracting her brother while she could have this conversation.

Her smile played on her lips, eyes twinkling, and she rocked her hips up into his, her tits pressing against his chest. She swiveled them in the same beat as the drum pounding nearby. “Is that your sword?”she wondered innocently. “Dear nephew?”

He hissed in warning, his gray irises disappearing behind widening black pupils. In the distance, she heard a dragon's roar. She grinned. So he was planning something. There was no reason for a dragon to be that close to the Red Keep. She pursed her lips and lowered her lashes, acting demure, when they knew she was anything but demure. "I am to be married on the morrow," she purred, turning slightly from him. "You know that."

"To Trystane Martell?" He snorted. "He will bore you to tears."

Yes, he would, something she suspected Rhaegar was counting on. "You left me," she snapped, ire rising up in the back of her throat. There were two dragons now, circling each other, ignorant of the entire feast around them.

"I'm back now."

"I needed you!"

Regret glimmered over his cold face for a moment. It disappeared as fast as it had come. "What will you have me do?"

"You are surely armed."

He said nothing, an eyebrow arched, dark and dangerous, and he pursed his lips, still gripping her tightly, a hand in the small of her back, the other on her elbow. She reached up and grabbed hold of his gambeson, leaning in, the floor crackling underneath them from the tension steaming between them. "Daenerys," he warned, rumbling under his breath.

This was fire, pure fire, and it was <i>them.</i> They were Targaryens. Rhaegar might pretend that they were anything other than dragons, particularly his wolfish son, but they were gods among men. They brought dragons back to the world, they defeated the Usurper who tried to annihilate their family.

They were fire made flesh.

And she was to ignore all that? She was meant to marry someone who was not of her blood?

They were meant for each other. They had been since they were babes. Try as her brother might to keep them separated, to send his son off to the North, to the Wall, to anywhere but near her, they always found their way back together.

"You left me," she repeated again. The last time, when the rumors grew so strong, because they were careless. They were seen. She dug her nails into his wrist, so deep she could see the blood rushing there, threatening to escape the cracking skin.

"I asked for your hand, my father refused."

"And now you have no wife."

That smile again, fire sparking in his now coal black eyes, whispering, "And now I have no wife."

She tilted her head to the side, surveying him again. He was dangerous. He could be doing this for political gain. Then again, Jon had never been very political. He had only ever wanted her claim to be taken seriously. "You are armed." Her hand slid down his forearm, already feeling the outlines of a dagger hidden in the sleeve. As she tracked her fingers over his elbow, up to his shoulder and skimmed her palm down his side, she felt another weapon hidden in the gambeson. There was probably another in his boot. Maybe more than one.

His breath tickled her cheek, leaning in, fiery hot. "And if I am?"

"Cut through my brother's Kingsguard." There were four of them in the hall right there. The other three, including Lord Commander Selmy, were scattered about the keep. It would be a challenge for him, getting out undetected. The idea gave her a thrill, her heart leaping up, body tingling in anticipation.

“And do what?” he challenged.

She grinned, long and slow, rubbing against him again; her hand traveled down the front of his doublet, fingertip tracing the silver embroidering along the front clasps. “And take me to Dragonstone,” she breathed. Fire flared in her eyes, turning them indigo. She watched the wheels turning in his mind, the idea was already there; she was just setting it aflame. That’s what they did. They were dragons. They burned.

#jonerys #jonerys au #my fics #fic tease #Erika’s gorgeous moodboards!#snowxstormworld #Jonerys orgasmic October 2k22 #day5: incest prompt #yes this is a ripoff of hotd but I had to do it #better ending tho #hee hee

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therealvikingstrash · 2 years

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Blackout Summer

My entry for the Prompt Wine of @vikingsevents Valentine's Week. A bit late, sorry. This got an incest warning, Ubbe/Hvitserk. Nothing smutty happens, just a wee little kiss. (1k fic under the cut)

Ubbe drifted slowly into awareness, the room dead silent except for Hvitserk’s snores. For a moment he thought someone was playing music from another room before he realized it was a pounding headache forming behind his temples. With his eyes closed he buried his face deeper into the pillow and just so kept himself from groaning in displeasure. The sun was up and way too bright for his liking.

Every breath he took made him more aware of the sticky and warm body pressed against his back. Right, they had fallen into the first bed of their hotel room in the early morning after dragging themselves out of the club. There had been wine. Lots of wine. Accompanied by rum, vodka and beer. Not in that particular order. And maybe the lack of order was the reason his skull felt like an entire heavy metal festival had been hosted there. Or maybe he was simply getting old.

He couldn’t suppress the groan this time, when flashes of memories from last night made an appearance. Hvitserk had been so drunk on wine already, he practically hung off Ubbe’s neck– effectively running off any interested Italian women.

“You’re not in love, you’re fuckin’ drunk!”

His eyes opened in an instant as he remembered what he’d said to Hvitserk and also what it had been in response of. Ubbe regretted it the second he realized just how bright it was in their room. “Fuck,” he grumbled, rubbing his neck where his brother had peppered it with sloppy wet kisses in the club. Then he proceeded to move a little, the weight at his back moving with him, firmly staying in contact. “Hvitserk,” he said, tone full of annoyance. Ubbe could feel his bladder becoming a very pressing issue and his brother didn’t help the cause by being so heavy. “Ge’ off me!” He grumbled, jostling his shoulder.

It only resulted in a disagreeing sound coming from the creature stuck to him. Ubbe had to turn on his back to make Hvitserk move. “Wake up,” he grumbled, pushing at his brother’s back, only to be met by a muffled “No.” as Hvitserk curled up and hid himself under the blanket.

Ubbe decided to pick his battles and get up to relieve himself instead. A short glance at the mirror let him know he looked like shit and that it evidently didn’t stop at sloppy kisses. His whole neck looked like one big bruise and he sighed. One of these days he had to learn how to say no to Hvitserk. There wasn’t much else from last night that he remembered, and even though he felt less dead with a bit of cold water sprinkled at his face Ubbe didn’t suppose he’d be doing much of anything today.

When he got out of the bathroom, he saw Hvitserk staring at him from underneath the blanket. “What happened to your neck?” he mumbled, apparently remembering even less than Ubbe. Whatever his brother thought it might’ve been, made him suddenly sit up and look around the room. Ubbe frowned at him in question, inspecting the room as well. “Did she leave?” he then asked, sounding hoarse and tired.

The frown deepened. “Who?”

Hvitserk let himself fall back into the pillows and scratched his stomach in thought. “The one who tried to suck you off through your neck.” He replied eventually in his sleepy tone, his face hidden behind his hands as he scrubbed at it in a futile attempt to get rid of the sleepiness.

A sarcastic snort escaped Ubbe against his better judgment. The vibrations of it slightly furthering his headache. “You think that’s what they did?” he asked, occupying himself with closing the blinds correctly, sighing in instant relief. “Interesting.” Ubbe hummed, going through their bags to find their water bottles. His mouth felt as dry as a desert and tasted as if something died there.

“Looks like it,” Hvitserk shrugged, his eyes closed tightly before he opened them again. His brother appeared to have the same problems Ubbe did. “Prob’ly wanted to fuck you.” he mused and Ubbe could tell Hvitserk had absolutely no memory of what he’d done. But so far on their journey, that appeared to be a theme for both of them.

Time to change that. “Did you?” Ubbe asked innocently and then grabbed another bottle and threw it onto the mattress next to Hvitserk. Then he took a seat on the bed next to his. “Want to fuck me, I mean.” In all the time Ubbe had known his brother, he’d never seen him so perfectly still. He was sure Hvitserk wasn’t even breathing.

For a while Ubbe thought Hvitserk was about to suffocate himself by simply refusing to let any air in and snapped his fingers to jolt his little brother into motion. With a big gulping breath Hvitserk broke his stare and directed his gaze at the ceiling. He appeared to be in shock. If due to the revelation of his doing or from Ubbe’s brazenness he couldn’t tell. “Sorry?” his little brother finally said and swallowed thickly before daring to look at him again. It brought back another memory that almost made him laugh.

Ubbe shrugged, “You’re forgiven,” he said and took another sip from his bottle.

“Must’ve been the wine,” Hvitserk elaborated before he reached for the water bottle. Instead of drinking it, he started peeling off the plastic band. His lips were on a good way of being bitten raw when Ubbe got back into the bed with him. He snipped at his brother’s forehead, forcing a very heartfelt “Ow!” out of Hvitserk, who let up from the bottle to hold his head.

With a scoff his little brother lay back into the pillows, for all the world looking like he was pouting. “You’re so dumb,” Ubbe told him, earning a hurt look. He leaned down, carefully studying Hvitserk’s expression before taking hold of his brother’s face. “So utterly stupid.”

He kissed him straight on the lips, something he knew he’d done last night as well, because frankly, it hadn’t been the wine for either of them.

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nasuversekinkmeme · 1 year

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SakuRin in a world where they were never separated

Gonna tag that "Sakura Tohsaka au" !

edit: Now with one fill!

#fate stay night #sakura matou #rin tohsaka #sakura tohsaka au #sakurin #incest tw #femslash #studentofetherium #prompt

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theprofessionalpromptmaker · 1 year

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Person A is a child within the royal family, but after the death of their father, it comes out that they are an affair baby of their mother, and thus not belonging to the royal bloodline, but their siblings (actually half-siblings) are. Their mother is allowed to stay due to being the biological mother of some royal children, but to save face, Person A is sent away to live with their mother’s closest friend - who happens to be an assassin for the royal family. The friend is a single parent and has a child, Person B. Person B finds themself immediately drawn to Person A, and the two become very close in Person A’s grief at having been tossed out from the only family the knew. Over the years, the two end up getting romantic, but when Person A’s mother comes to visit them, she gets very angry at their flirting and tells Person A in private that Person B’s parent is their other parent and that Person A and Person B are half-siblings.

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aft3rhrs · 6 months

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— pastel pink ღ

pairing: namjoon x reader

genre: forbidden romance, step!father au

warnings: dead dove, yandere, pseudo incest, cheating, age gap (the reader is always 18+!), corruption, porn, cnc themes, mentions of masturbation, choking, dub con, fingering, daddy kink, rough sex, humiliation, praise, dirty talk, allusions to sadism & masochism, multiple orgasms, use of triggering words in an erotic and degrading manner* (listed under the cut), creampie, aftercare

*use of the words “rape”, “abuse”.

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Namjoon used to think that you didn't quite understand the consequences of playing with fire. It was not surprising, after all, considering your young age. You were but an inexperienced cub compared to the wolf that raised you, not yet having grasped the unbridled nature of all things wild.

Sooner or later, though, inching too close to the flames was bound to get you burned. Somewhere in the darkest depths of his heart, Namjoon craved to inflict the pain of the heat on you, mark his territory with a swirl of scars.

Wasn't every father's daughter his most precious gift? Pretty like a doll, with a heart that had flowers and thorns tangling through it. A bricked, bleeding house that welcomed no intruders. He wanted nothing more than to keep it safe.

It was those protective instincts that had always kept him in check, tamed, in constant agony over something he could never have.

Until tonight.

Until it turned out your doe eyes and the pastel pink of your bedroom were misleading lies; and you yearned for the burn of the fire, simply too afraid to dive into its scorching depths.

And what was his duty if not to help you experience life, fulfill all your soul's desires? With immense love and a guiding, fatherly hand, now stuck in between your soft thighs.

"Is this what you like?"

The hoarse whisper made you clench. You whimpered in response, your eyes growing warm.

"No."

You knew it was pointless to lie; he could feel you soaking his fingers, pulsing around their thick girth. But it was too much handle, and the filthy video playing on the screen made you want to shrink.

"Yeah," Namjoon coaxed, breathing into your ear. "You like watching old men fuck their daughters? Like watching them abuse their good little girls?"

Relentless, he pumped the digits in and out of your poor cunt, and the tears overflowed, a dangerous combination of the shame and the orgasm rippling through you. From deep inside your tummy, all the way through your spine, prompting your thighs to tremble on top of his.

What a stupid mistake; to lie down and let your eyes flutter closed right after coming. You weren't even sure when you drifted off, your laptop barely shut, still resting by your side. Namjoon came into your bedroom to check on you, tuck you in and turn off the light, as he'd done a hundred of times before.

The website on the screen caught his eye.

Dreams were safe; reality was different. No one was ever supposed to see this side of you. Especially not the man whose name was stamped all over the walls of the private, forbidden rooms that took up the space in your head. Not the man you looked up to, respectable and smart, all warmth and dimpled smiles, with such deep, kind eyes behind his pristine glasses.

Not Namjoon.

"Fuck," he cursed softly, one arm curled around your waist, grounding you. "That's it..."

Hips stilling, you attempted to catch your breath. Dizziness washed over you. You've never felt this good before; and perhaps a part of the reason why was that you were doing something very bad. The thought of your mother coming home still lingered at the back of your mind — no longer an imminent threat, the bullet dissolving in the haze of the bliss, though its existing chill persisted.

This would be quite a sight for the poor woman to witness; her husband's fingers buried deep in her only daughter's cunt, legs spread wide open on his lap. The lewd porn playing on your laptop only served as the final nail in the coffin.

You winced as Namjoon slipped out of you gently, disoriented. Your legs felt like jelly, but his hold on you was secure, your only safety net.

He stood up, lifting you with him. He didn't try to lead you back to your bed, instead placing a large palm on the small of your back and pushing forward.

You let your cheek rest on the cold surface of the desk, trying to ignore the dirty sounds of sex coming from the screen. Maybe it was the emotions muddling your brain, but you couldn't move, helpless as an animal with their leg caught in a trap.

In spite of the carelessness on your part, you've never imagined Namjoon reacting this way. You'd thought he would have been disgusted, concerned — embarrassed at the very least — and the topic would never be brought up.

Yet here he was, unzipping his pants, about to fuck you on the same desk you occupied to complete your homework every night. In the same room that used to be adorned in plushies and fairy lights, saturated with all of your innocence.

It was different than any taboo feeling or thought you might have entertained in secret; the forbidden fruit no longer a fantasy, but a sin weighing down on the palm of your hand, ripe for the tasting. Its only price was being cast out.

Namjoon caressed your ass, the foreign sensation causing more slick to dribble down the apex of your thighs.

"Such a good slut," he breathed.

The word whipped through you, leaving your skin stinging and lungs emptied of air. He hasn't addressed you with anything but respect before; in fact, you didn't think you've ever heard him use such vulgar language.

You clenched, as though the degradation chipped away at your brain, dumbed it down to a blissful void.

"No," you whined out in protest; of what, you weren't sure anymore.

You felt his hand lock around your wrists.

"Yeah, you are," he cooed. "You're my little toy, and toys get played with. I may be too old for that..." he slid your underwear down your thighs, "but you're not, are you, baby?"

A shiver ran through you, arousal mingling with a tinge of fear the moment he leaned over you, his chest resting firm against your back.

"Don't you want daddy to play with you?" He whispered, flooding your nape with goosebumps. "Seems to me that you do."

This wasn't the Namjoon you've grown to know; this was something different, sinful and ravenous. The rattle of the cage was nothing compared to it being set loose, claiming ownership over you, corrupting and consuming.

But you were wetter than ever, slick flowing like honey and coating the heated, swollen tip of his cock as soon as it pressed against you.

Namjoon was faring no better; his collar open and tie loosened, shirt wrinkled with the memory of your fingers grasping at it. All of his self restraint was gone, the cracked lock broken and the dented cage empty.

You did that.

He had a wife, a job, a good reputation. He worked hard to achieve success, however, the path laid out before him has always looked rather bleak without you in the picture.

And any doubts that troubled him in the past went up in the flames the moment he peeked at your laptop. Of course it was him you longed for, his cock you needed in your little pussy. You were daddy's perfect little girl, all too aware of your purpose. To be ruined and loved and owned by him.

His hand encased your neck, a grip that instantly made your head tingle. He pulled you up, letting you sink into his chest. His breath tickled your ear, and the girthy cockhead pushed against your slit once more, leaking.

"Why are you shaking, baby?" he inquired, sliding his free hand up your stomach. Palm wide open, only to close around your breast and squeeze. "Isn't this what you wanted?"

No. Yes? No. It was so wrong. You shook your head, like that would change anything; turn back time, conceal the truth, get you out of trouble.

Namjoon chuckled.

"It is," he husked, plush lips brushing against the shell of your ear. He moved his hips, rubbing himself against your nub teasingly. "You wanted daddy's cock, just like all these dirty girls on screen."

He eased his hold on your throat, but his hand remained around it; a reminder that he was in control.

Your head was swimming as more oxygen rushed in, but it made almost no difference. His words, his touch, they had a hold on you too, squeezing your lungs, making your clit throb beneath his touch.

"Wanted to be mine..." his tone mellowed out to silk, seductive and light. "Wanted to be my pretty, little angel, and take it behind mummy's back, hm?"

Eyes teary and barely open, you gasped.

"Even better if I just make you take it, right? You won't have to feel so guilty, and you can still slobber and cream all over it."

Your knees were close to giving out, wetness gushing obscenely onto his thick length. As if he could sense it, Namjoon tightened his arm around you, lifting a hand to wipe away the tears that fell.

"Oh sweetheart," he shushed, "see? Daddy knows what you need. Your eyes are wet, but your pussy is wetter. Bet it's tight, too. Tighter than your mother's."

He palmed his cock, at last positioning it back at your small entrance.

"Not that I ever wanted hers anyway."

It seemed your soul left your body the moment he sank in, and he swallowed all of it with his kiss. Any remnants of your thoughts, integrity or coherence; all swiped away with the lick of his tongue and the delicious stretch that left your cunt clenching and insides churning.

The noise he let out sent a thrill through you. He broke the kiss, broke you, his gleaming eyes hooded and adoring, staring deep into yours. Time seemed to fizzle out of existence.

Then he thrusted.

"Fucking whore."

A croaky whisper, followed by a moan you barely recognized as your own.

"I tried to stay away, but my baby just had to be a fucking whore. Couldn't help wanting daddy to rape her."

You shuddered, breath caught in your throat and hand clutching his bicep.

There was no going back, and at this point, it didn't matter. At this point, exposed and full of him, you ached for more; and like a good dad, Namjoon was there to cater to your needs.

He pulled out, only to slide back inside the velvety heat, pleasure bursting and simmering through. No more teasing; just shivers, and long, deep strokes that made his balls slap against your skin.

His breath fanned your neck, unsteady, edged with soft groans. He barely fit inside you, but your pussy took him so well, as though it was always meant to be his.

The way he fucked you drowned out whatever porn was still playing on your laptop, long forgotten, nothing compared to the depravity happening right in front of it. He pounded into you harder, keeping a steady pace. The desk began to thud, repeatedly hitting the wall behind it.

"Like that?" He mumbled into your cheek, his thumb lazily rubbing your stiff nipple. "Right there?"

He required no verbal answer. Not when you were so soft and pliant in his arms, the rush taking over. Still, he enjoyed the way you squirmed at the questions, eyes closed and luscious lips wide open, making the most heavenly little sounds.

He wasn't going to last; there was no time to waste, besides, the simple fact that your warm, wet hole was taking his cock — raw — was enough to push him close to the edge.

Desperate, he took a hold of your jaw and turned your face towards him. His lips were an inch away from yours, the intimacy of it tender and aching, like a bruise.

"Say, 'thank you, daddy,'" he murmured. '"Thank you for fucking my tight, little cunt.'"

You responded with a mewl, your muscles tensing along with the knot in your tummy.

"Gonna—"

Namjoon groaned. Too out of breath to finish the sentence, too fucked out, you let yourself go limp as he pummeled into you.

"Come?" He suggested, wanting to laugh at how quickly you nodded, but your walls were getting so tight only a moan came out. "Fuck. Good girl, making daddy so proud." His forehead touched yours, as if he could get any closer. "You deserve a reward."

The moment you clamped down on him, he muffled the cry that broke through with his lips, crashing them into yours. He kissed you hungrily, tongue and teeth, reaching the peak of his limit as your cunt quivered, effortlessly massaging his cock with the convulsions. He couldn't resist its pull sucking him in, trapping him in place to do what it was made for.

He groaned loudly, letting his seed spill as deep as it would go, letting you see stars right there on the ceiling; like the glowing stickers he used to put up there for you, just an old father and daughter tradition. Your eyes rolled back, and it had him gritting his teeth, grinding into you until you couldn't stand, and his own legs barely kept him up anymore.

He panted softly, gulping as you melted into him, both of his arms hugging your waist. Slowly, the heat was receding, and in its stead serenity crept in.

It was quiet when he washed you up, his hands gentle, wiping the mess in between your thighs and the sweat off your brow. Dressed in a clean shirt and underwear, you climbed under your blanket. Beyond sleepy and sated, your heart still felt heavy.

The edge of the mattress dipped as Namjoon sat down beside you, extending his arm to cup your cheek. Only then did he meet your eyes.

"I love you."

He's said it to you before, but it felt different now. It was different. And it made him hesitate, reduced his voice to a whisper.

"You're the best thing... that's ever happened to me. That's never gonna change. You know that, right?"

You nodded, wondering how in such a messed up situation a few words could feel so comforting. Perhaps it was because they were coming from him. Would that always be enough? Will it feel the same when you wake up in the morning?

Namjoon bent down to press a lingering kiss onto your temple, coaxing your eyes to shut.

"Don't worry about anything, okay? Just trust me, baby. And get some rest."

You relaxed, acknowledging the request with a small sigh. He watched you fall asleep, stroking your hair, trying not to dwell on how much he wished he could stay. At least he'd be able to get into bed before his wife came home.

In the darkness of his bedroom, he settled into the cool sheets, his glasses set aside and clothes neatly folded. He heard the front door unlock, the keys jiggling, and closed his eyes.

Time to sleep.

Time for a change of plans was awaiting him tomorrow.

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naffeclipse · 3 months

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With your permission, I will post your fic to my Tumblr (you can be anonymous if you wish).

Cancellations are not allowed once I begin writing after the outline is accepted. Refunds will not be issued under any circumstances past this point so you need to be sure you're satisfied with the outline before I begin writing!

I ask for your patience, however, if I don’t contact you after 3 days of radio silence without at least an update on my situation/your commission after payment, please feel free to message me on Ko-Fi for an update.

Again, I ask for your patience, however, if I don't contact you after 2 weeks of radio silence after confirming your commission and starting on it, feel free to message me on Ko-Fi for an update.

Lastly, this is my Ko-Fi where you will find the commissions tab. You can also find my Ko-Fi in my pinned post on my Tumblr. Thank you for reading! Reblogs are greatly appreciated!

#naff's writing commissions #edit: updated

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ft-platonicweek · 5 months

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Platonic Week 2024

Thank you to everyone who showed interest in the debut of the platonic week event! The event will be June 24-30, and all forms of submissions are welcome: art, fanfic, video edits, mood boards, etc. Please see the rules for more information.

Prompts

Each day features multiple prompts, but only one prompt is necessary to fulfill the day. Or choose multiple! Combining days and prompts is welcome as well. Participate as much or little as you like.

Rules / Event Information

—Submissions: Platonic week is to celebrate all types of platonic relationships, so as such, the focus of the work must be platonic in nature, be it friends, family, queerplatonic relationships, found family, etc. Any romantic relationships must be relegated to the background only and not be integral to the work. Other than that, anything goes! Submissions may be any media type you can fathom, so long as the entry is original and not previously posted in any manner. (i.e. chapters of previously posted stories will not be accepted, but newly posted installments of a series is fair game.) Works can be canon compliant or AUs or anything in-between; OCs can be included, but for the sake of the spirit of fandom events, at least one canon character must be present/focused on. Late submissions are welcome too! While it is a dated event, there is no time limit.

—Posting: Please mention ( @ft-platonicweek ) the blog to help ensure the post is visible and it will be reblogged. Include the tag #ft platonic week 2024 within the first five tags as well. If there are any necessary content warnings or mature content, please tag those accordingly.

—AO3 Collection: Fairy Tail Platonic Week 2024

—Generic Rules: Please, keep it friendly between submitters, and no blatant character bashing. No ships should be the focus, and no ships involving incest or adult/child romances should be included at all.

If there are any questions, please feel free to send an ask!

banner art by @pencilofawesomeness

@ftguildevents

#fairy tail #fairy tail events #fairy tail platonic week #ft platonic week 2024 #event prompts #fandom event

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dr-rarepair-week-blog · 4 months

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Welcome to Danganronpa Rarepair Week 2024!

This event begins on June 16th and ends on June 22nd!

Day One (June 16th): dreaming/soulmates

Day Two (June 17th): summer outing/school dance

Day Three (June 18th): self care/caring for the other

Day Four (June 19th): killing game life/mastermind au

Day Five (June 20th): gift giving/peace

Day Six (June 21st): found footage/local mystery

Day Seven (June 22nd): fashion/decorations

More information on the event under the cut!

The rules are the same as they usually are, but I'll reiterate them!

1. For organization, use the tag [#danganronpa rarepair week 2024] and [#dr rarepair week 2024]! Tagging me is optional, but it's the best chance of me seeing your content. Please also tag the characters involved in the ship and a ship name!

2. All forms of media are allowed! This includes digital/traditional art, stories, edits, and cosplays! However, using others' content is prohibited, and I will block you.

3. Incest and Warrior of Hope ships are prohibited, as well as anything involving Haji Towa. This is mostly for personal comfort. Any entries of these sorts will not be interacted with.

4. NSFW (heavy gore and/or pornography) is allowed, but it will not be reblogged here. Mild gore/implied NSFW will be reblogged. And please tag these things appropriately!

5. Please keep in mind that this is for rarepair content! Don't get me wrong, many mainstream ships are great, but I think that many rare ships also deserve a week to shine. And instead of making tons of individual weeks, I made one collective week for them.

And remember to have fun!!! I'm glad that so many people enjoyed the event, and I can't wait to see what people come up with!

6. There is no deadline for this ship week! Please feel free to do the prompts even if you miss the days!

QNA:

Are cross-game ships allowed? Yes!

What counts as a popular/disallowed ship? I made a list, which can be found here and will also be reblogged at some point as a reminder.

Do I have to stick to one ship for the whole week? No! You can if you want to, or you can submit multiple ships, as long as they're rarepairs.

Is implied NSFW/a fade to black scene okay? Yes! As long it's not explicit, you're good.

Are any characters besides the WoH/Haji Towa banned? No! The main game characters and manga/anime exclusive characters are welcome.

#danganronpa rarepair week 2024 #dr rarepair week 2024 #danganronpa rarepair #dr rarepair #danganronpa #trigger happy havoc #goodbye despair #killing harmony #danganronpa summer camp #my post

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liloinkoink · 8 months

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hey! i'm opening commissions for writing and editing!

if you don't recognize my URL, i'm driflew and skelew on ao3. my most popular current work is the Lamplight AU on skelew, which is the account i’ve been using the most recently, but i've got quite a few works around. take a look at those links for examples of my work and the tone/content i'm best at!

💀 slots:

i've not done this before and am testing it out, so to start i'm only going to have three writing comm slots. if all goes well, i'll probably open them again once i finish, but i don't have a timeframe for how long this will take

i'll also do three editing slots, but those might refresh sooner

💀 price:

writing comms, the rate i'm thinking is 5 cents a word.

(that's $5 for 100 words, $25 for 500 words, and $50 for 1000 words)

editing comms, the rate i'm thinking is $5 for every 1000 words read

💀 what i'll write:

for fandoms, i'm definitely open to write for third life, one piece, and magnus archives. i'd be willing to hear out other fandoms i'm familiar with, like blue exorcist or certain webcomics, but might refuse if i'm not as familiar

for content, you can assume i'm willing to write something similar in content or tone to anything i've already posted. i'll write fluff, angst, character death, and i'd be willing to talk about some amounts of horror / gore, certain romance/ships

if you have questions about specifics about what i'll write, just ask!

💀 what i won't write:

poetry, nsfw (i just don't have the skillset for it), super heavy gore, ships i'm not into (as a general rule i'm not interested in incest or adult/minor)

....pretty sure this wont come up but im not writing any academic essays for you people either

i also reserve the right to just say no because i don't want to

if you have questions about specifics about what i won't write, just ask!

💀 how this works (writing):

DM me here at @liloinkoink or over at @asexualzoro to let me know what you’re thinking. we can talk out the prompt you want written and figure out a word count range of the lowest and highest word count you want, and i’ll aim to fulfill your prompt within those numbers

💀 how this works (editing):

what i'm offering is help with both copy editing and content editing.

DM me here at @liloinkoink or over at @asexualzoro with a summary of the piece you want edited and what specifically you want help with, and i'll do my best to help! if you want content editing, i'll be sure to help with as much advice as i can

you can assume the rules about what i will and won't edit are roughly the same as what i will and won't write

💀 payment:

payment'll be handled through paypal invoice

i won't ask you to pay me anything until the piece is done. i won't give you the piece until you've paid me

if you want to be nice and throw me a bone, my kofi is driflew

💀 AVAILABLE SLOTS:

writing: open, 3/3 available!

editing: open, 3/3 available!

thanks for reading all this! ♥️

#says words #writing commissions #editing commissions #lew commissions #my poll didn’t finish but i got a few interested votes so. there you go #top hits

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inklore · 1 year

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🩸 — 𝐇𝐀𝐔𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐃 𝐇𝐎𝐄𝐃𝐎𝐖𝐍!

since the spooky season is fast approaching, and as a little kinktober appetizer, @psychedelic-ink and i have decided to do a little writing challenge to get us all excited and in the mood to be gripping the sheets from the spooky thrills of course.

and to keep this fun we have given you many many options! we have compiled a twelve day prompts list you can go by, or if that's not your thing we have listed twenty three different pick and choose options to create whatever kind of fic you want, even if you want to do half the days daily prompts but switch out this prompt dialogue for that au or trope or kink, you can literally do whatever your heart desires!

THE RULES.

the challenge will go on from the 19th - 30th of this month. you can do as many or as little amount of days as you choose.

any fandoms are welcome, literally any characters, ships, but please no rpf.

no minors should be interacting with let alone posting for this challenge.

dark content, light content, dubcon/noncon, is all welcomed but please tag everything accordingly. grooming, underage, and incest however are not allowed.

there are no word limits but please use that readmore.

tag #hauntedhoedown so we can read and reblog your work!

DAY ONE: taboo au + "i'll be your dirty little secret, if that's what you're into."

DAY TWO: murder plot au (lets kill this person together) + "crawl to me"

DAY THREE: inspired by your favorite lana del rey song (if not a lana fan then any fav song of yours) + stalker / yandere au or love triangle gone wrong

DAY FOUR: artificial intelligence au + "here, you are. you tiny thing."

DAY FIVE: gothic au + “worship me. until i tell you to stop.” + a masquerade au or a good ol' priest au

DAY SIX: animal shapeshifter au + "he's a monster" + "he's perfect"

DAY SEVEN: stranded au or slasher / summer camp au + sex in the woods or somewhere public (added bonus if it includes knife, blood, hunter x prey kink)

DAY EIGHT: cosmic horror au + "you're a fucking nightmare. kiss me."

DAY NINE: “do you like it when i bleed for you?” + the toxic exes trope or cult au

DAY TEN: zombie apocalypse au + "every moment might be our last, let's make the most of it."

DAY ELEVEN: black swan au or inspired by your fav psychological thriller + “they die for love, you kill for it.”

DAY TWELVE: vampire court au + "forever isn't long enough for me to forgive you."

if following the above isn't your thing and you want to pick and choose yourself that's great! we also highly rec this random generator if you wanna live life by the edge, each category has 23 options to pick and choose from so customize the generator accordingly!

AUs:

steampunk / cyber punk

fairytale retelling

revenge

mythology / monster

virtual reality

gothic

taboo (see great options here)

slasher

game gone wrong

witchcraft

addams family

bonnie and clyde

spy / secret agent

assassins

x-files

circus / carnival

hitch hiking

basement wife

time travel

urban legend(s)

american horror story inspired

vampire / supernatural

pirate / mermaid

DIALOGUE PROMPTS:

"do you like when i touch you like this? i can keep going if you want me to."

"i can see how badly you want this, so i'm going to make sure you get it."

“this fear you feel? it won't last.”

“you are mine, whether you agree or not.”

“why do you keep following me?”

"i can't stop thinking about how perfect we would be together."

"you're not actually scared are you? of me?"

"i'm so close, can you feel it?"

"tell me what you want me to do and i'll do it, no matter the cost."

"you're like a sickness, a disease, and the only way for me to be cured of you is to let you completely consume me until my body has no fight left."

"i want to see you bleed."

"they're dead...because of you."

“i will keep hurting. i will keep killing. anything to protect you.”

“everything i've done.. every horrible atrocity, it's been for you.”

"it's just a little blood."

“don't you know how sick with love i am for you?”

“i would burn the world for you.”

"this is so fucked up." "you like it."

"finders keepers."

"what's your favorite scary movie?"

"tell me you want me back. tell me i'm forgiven."

"you're a monster." "that's never stopped you before."

"i've killed for you, who else can say that?"

TROPES:

mob / mafia

soft!dark

dubcon / noncon

soulmate / fated mates

mind control / telepathy

cheating

final girl

once is not enough

haunted manor

dark academia

enemies to lovers

haunted object

vengeful ghost

coven

ritual / sacrifice / blood magic

unrequited love

creation / creator vs monster

'i'll find you in every universe / century'

reverse harem

cursed / fuck or die

curiosity killed the cat

theatre phantom

fate worse than death

KINKS:

biting

corruption / authoritarian

somnophilia

begging

dacryphilia

breath play

knife play / blood play

jealousy / sharing / possessive

aphrodisiacs

hunter / prey

humiliation / degradation

mirror sex

deprivation / immobilized / bondage

costume

size

orgasm denial / overstimulation / edging

body worship

shotgunning / swallowing / facial

gagging

torture / surrender

hate sex / make up sex / phone sex

magical healing [redacted]

soft!dom / pleasure!dom

ETC PROMPTS:

a summer fling gone horrible wrong, or right

1970s porno filming (turned into a blood bath)

touch her and die except who the hell are you and why are you obsessed with me?

a trip to the circus (or carnival) ends with you stuck there...forever

you just inherited this creepy mansion where people where murdered what could go wrong?

a ritual gone wrong and now i'm bound to a demon

if 'this person' ever found out about this they would kill both of us (literally)

oh no i'm dating the town serial killer

passionate professor tells me to prove my devotion to the craft / class by doing something insane

we're the last people on the planet and you will be mine

daydreaming about being with you is better than actually being with you because i missed all the red flags and now it's too late

i got casted out of my world and ended up wounded and bloodied in your backyard, convince me why i shouldn't destroy your world out of anger

vampire has a taste for specific blood and looks like you have it

the creepy neighbor is too hot to be insane, right?

i keep seeing them in my dreams and i wake up with bruises and marks on my skin, it's definitely just wild dreams, right?

loving you is easier than hating you

got stranded in some little town that seems so cute, until night hits

'this person' ordered me to kill you but i actually think i'm in love with you

my lover is wearing the same costume as you and i can't tell the difference but i'm pretty sure it's them i'm fucking in this closet...pretty sure

confessing to a murder via a silly little ghost story around a campfire (but someone reads through the lies)

how far would you go for love? for the one you love?

in a past life you were the cause of my death so i'm here to exact revenge now that i've found you

we're at a fun little horror movie reenactment except people are really dying

we tried to make this writing challenge as fun and very 'choose your own adventure-like' as much as possible because we know how hard it is to stay motivated when doing these things.

so please feel free to use any and all of the prompts, tropes, kinks, etc as you wish. we're just super excited to see what ya'll come up with!!

so good luck and stay slutty spooky <3

#if yall don't participate in this i will actually cry lmao #haunted hoedown #writing challenge #kinktober #! challenges

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sister-lucifer · 22 hours

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Taken To Another World

⊹₊⟡⋆A Multifandom Fantasy AU Themed 5K Celebration Writing Challenge⊹₊⟡⋆

Special thanks to @ghostboneswrites2 for inspiring this!

Interested? Keep reading!

There will be two prompts for each genre; a pair for fluff, a pair for smut, a pair for angst, and a pair for horror. Each prompt comes with its own criteria, so read carefully!

How To Participate:

Reblog this post (for reach! thanks!)

Pick a prompt (or multiple)

Write your fic

Post it and tag me (feel free to send it to me directly if I don’t see it!)

Use the tag #lucifer’s 5k fantasy challenge

The fandoms this challenge is open to are as follows:

Obey Me!, Creepypasta, Marble Hornets, Batman (and all related media), Jojo’s Bizarre Adventure (all parts), and any original characters/universes.

Don’t see your fandom? You’re still free to use these prompts (and please tag me if you do so I can see it,) but it unfortunately will not count as an entry for this challenge!

Rules:

Feel free to pick multiple prompts, but you cannot enter more than one fic per prompt!

The fics can be part of your own ongoing series, but they must be able to stand alone as their own piece without the additional context of the series

Please state which prompt you chose somewhere on your post

Feel free to cross post your work to another site such as Ao3, but please, do mention that it was part of my challenge

Anyone can participate in this challenge, however I ask that minors stay away from the NSFW prompts

You are free to bend the prompts as you wish, there is no mandatory time period or setting

My inbox and messages are always open if you need to ask questions, consult me, or just want to discuss ideas!

The fics can be Character x Reader, Character x OC, or Character x Character; relationships can be platonic or romantic as you wish

Some prompts are written with pairs in mind; feel free to modify this to fit in as many characters as you’d like. Poly relationships included!

Absolutely NO incest OR pedophilia under any circumstances

NO AI, NO using other people’s writing, and NO using a piece you’ve already written

Pay attention to the criteria! Prompt 1 will have a required quote, and Prompt 2 will have a required plot point/action

The Deadline is currently undecided. This will be updated soon

Winners:

I will choose up to 3 finalists for each prompt. The finalists will be presented in a poll, and the readers will choose the winner.

The winner of each prompt will get their own shoutout/promo post including an analysis of what I liked about their fic, & at least 3 fics I recommend from them and why.

Does all that sound like fun? Good! Here’s your prompts:

Over The River, Through The Woods…

Fluff + Faeries

Prompt 1: In a fit of rebellion, a naive royal flees from the castle and into the woods. They stumble upon a faerie who, against all they’ve ever been taught, seems rather…kind.

Necessary Criteria: “Anyone can do a good thing if they try.” / “Well…how often do you try?”

Prompt 2: Fae don’t often leave their villages, except to gather. Unfortunately, one foolish faerie has found themself entangled in a trap left behind by a human hunter. Even worse, the human has returned to see what they’ve caught; although, they seem far more curious than hostile.

Necessary Criteria: One of the characters teaches the other a new word in their native tongue.

Magic Begins In Superstition, And Ends In Science…

Angst + Alchemy

Prompt 1: The job of an alchemist’s apprentice is rarely an easy one. Magic is a fickle mistress, after all. When the apprentice’s companion tries to pull them away from their work, the argument gets heated, until the pressure becomes too much and causes an intense explosion…literally.

Necessary Criteria: “You’re not even smart enough to understand what I do, and you think you get to tell me when to stop working?!”

Prompt 2: The alchemist’s work is starting to consume them. Blinded by their pursuit of knowledge, they recklessly decide to slip a bit of their newest experimental concoction into their companion’s meal without their knowledge. The alchemist convinces themselves this is all for the greater good, and surely nothing all that bad could happen, but soon comes to regret it.

Necessary Criteria: A horrible transformation.

The Tongue May Be Twice As Sharp And Thrice As Lethal As The Blade…

Smut + Swords

Prompt 1: A rivalry between two swordsman gets a bit out of hand when the pair decide to make a salacious bet over a duel: whoever loses must play submissive to the other, starting from the moment they drop their sword.

Necessary Criteria: “Don’t think I’ll surrender that easily.” / “Mm, I didn’t think you would…I like it so much more when you’re fiery.”

Prompt 2: A courageous knight rescues a royal from the clutches of peril, and their majesty simply can’t let their hero leave without thoroughly rewarding them for such bravery.

Necessary Criteria: The pair narrowly avoid being caught in the act.

Cursed Is The Man Who Dies, But The Evil Done By Him Survives…

Horror + Hexes

Prompt 1: Foolish explorers accidentally wander into a witch’s garden. One of them can’t resist plucking a berry from a bush, not giving it a second thought as they swallow it down, only for the horrific consequences of a curse to start taking form the next day.

Necessary Criteria: “Please…you have to tell me you know how to make this stop.”

Prompt 2: While treasure hoarding is generally frowned upon among honorable bounty hunters, some simply can’t kick the habit. This quickly proves to be a terrible mistake, though, as a cursed trinket starts to warp its owner’s mind and plunge them into a darkness that turns them on the one they love most.

Necessary Criteria: Creative use of an everyday object as a weapon.

Final Reminders:

Most importantly: Have Fun!

Make sure to read the rules carefully!

You’re always free to ask questions!

Tag me in your entry + use the tag #lucifer’s 5k fantasy challenge!

Happy Writing, everyone!

(even if you don’t plan to participate, please reblog and share this post so others will see it!)

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