#k folk

[groovygrub]

[kk1smet]

Since when had his name become a soft prayer on Draco’s lips?

[junewild]

Watching Sam & Brennan talk about the beauty of frivolity, of adults playing silly games just as seriously as they fight to survive, and... yeah. There are some things that keep us alive, and there are some things that make life worth living, and I think games are one of those things that fall into both categories. Games make our lives better and they make us better at being alive. I think that's pretty cool.

[highladyofterrasen7]

Lady Asha reading Cardan’s letters right before she burns them:

✨ Guilty ✨

[liorlen]

Pyr y’n gwna ni byrhoedled? / Digawn llawryded, / kywestwch a bed.

[spirk-trek]

Nocturne Fanzine | Michael Verina, 1981

While researching this zine I was really touched by some of the testimonials from editors, readers, and contributors. I've included them below :) Always remember who carved the way before us! Thank you fandom foremothers (and fathers)!

"From what I understand from friends in the UK, homosexuality was still illegal when women began writing and publishing K/S. Most K/S zines at the time were done on mimeo machines or other types of home copying that entirely controllable by the editor. K/S fanzines from the US were often seized as pornographic by Customs." - Kathy Resch, 2010 interview

"All zines are brought out with a mixture of blood, sweat, tears and most of all, love. Love of the characters, and of Star Trek, and being privileged to know at least one of the girls involved in NOCTURNE -- [Ms. Jean B] -- I can assure you, that if she is involved, there will be 'love in abundance' … and so from me, Good Luck, Girls! Any new K/S Zine must be a welcome sight on the horizon!" - Unknown, 1981

Foreword from Editor Lee Owers:

"Welcome to NOCTURNE. The production of this zine was never an attempt to rival the well-known (and much-loved) American K/S zines but it is, perhaps true that it began by saying "we can do it, too." Somewhere along the way, nationality was forgotten and the zine's message changed to "let's do it together." NOCTURNE became, in my opinion, an example of the best of K/S fan fiction and art on both sides of the Atlantic. I am gratified that this has happened, not only because the zine has benefited from the blending of skills but because, in its compilation, I have experienced that special unity, cooperation and trust that is the spirit of STAR TREK and fandom.

I would like to thank all the contributors for their enthusiasm and assistance, without which NOCTURNE could not have been produced. My thanks to the writers for sharing their dreams with us and to the artists for turning those dreams into a visual, and beautiful reality.

I leave you now to read, and I hope, enjoy. One word of advice to the potential K/S fan:

After a time you will find that wanting is not so pleasing a thing, after all, as having. It is not logical, but it is always true!

Peace in IDIC, Lee"

[blightbrxt]

[royalarchivist]

Quackity: Lately, I have been participating in events and projects, and unfortunately it's become clear to me that my presence and name have only been used to attract the attention of my national and international community with the objective, as I see it, of generating more attention towards controversies - destructive controversies, and a rupture that is very clear in the community. [...] In advance, I ask the organizers of any type of events and projects like this to please show more respect to me and my community, because I've shown lots of sympathy and cooperation in these various projects and events, but it's become clear to me that their only interest is in using my name. My name and my community have been used to attract all this attention for distorted purposes, and I will no longer allow that to happen. That is not what my content is about - not me nor my content nor anything I’ve done.

Here's Quackity's commentary on respect and his reasoning for distancing himself and his projects from future events and awards shows.

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Quackity: Before I leave, I would like to talk about something that is very serious for me and something that I would like to tell you about. Because for me it is a very serious topic and it is a topic that- well, I had my mind on and I want to express it- [reading Chat] yes, thank you. Merry Christmas, Merry Christmas.

Anyways, lately I have been participating in events and projects, and in these events and projects, unfortunately it's become clear to me that my presence and name have only been used to attract the attention of my national and international community with the objective, as I see it, of generating more attention towards controversies - destructive controversies, and a rupture that is very clear in the community, and this is what I want to say: I'm NOT ok with these types of dynamics or stuff like this, and I want to make it very clear to my stream, my community, and everyone that, for this exact reason that I just mentioned, I want to make it clear that I want to distance myself and any of my projects from the Esland Awards, which you all know is coming up.

Sadly, the Esland Awards have been an event with a history of much controversy, a lot of division, and a lot of divisions within the community, and as you guys know, as you know, my content has never been characterized by seeking controversy or divisions or anything like that. It's for this exact reason that I don't want to be involved with these awards.

In advance, I ask the organizers of any type of events and projects like this to please show more respect to me and my community, because I've shown lots of sympathy and cooperation in these various projects and events, but it's become clear to me that their only interest is in using my name. My name and my community have been used to attract all this attention for distorted purposes, and I will no longer allow that to happen. I don't want it to happen. That is not what my content is about - not me nor my content nor anything I've done. That's what I want to make very clear here.

That's about it. I'm going to continue with the projects I'm doing and I want to thank my community so much for the support and love. I appreciate it very much, but I wanted to make this clear - I wanted to make this clear. This is just a topic I wanted to address quickly.

Thank you for all the love and support, I love you all so much.

[collarenthusiast]

Something is afoot👣

[haveyouheardthisband]

[good-to-drive]

George would have been such a menace if he'd been able to text... texting Tom Petty at 3 am to tell him he's beautiful and leaving Paul on read for days straight

[bikananjarrus]

reaction to the acolyte ep 5 is ummmm. speechless gobsmacked flabbergasted ripping my hair out at the roots screaming crying throwing up violently crying blood fetal position on the floor and so on and so on

[mooncactus]

if there's one other trope that I like as much as a battle couple it’s EXES IN LOVE!!!!!!!!!!!

[gert-the-disaster]

miscellaneous domestic k9 doodles (au belongs to @magewolf-the-artist!!)

we got rocket with a grub, rocket in a toilet, those two deadly zesty losers, susan wanting to absolutely destroy everyone, sad rosemary, and last but not least, charles the dumbass (affectionate) !!

i tried to draw it similar to your style, hopefully that’s okay lol, anyway this whole little au is really cool, i know i keep saying that but i mean it!

viewer, if you haven’t already and you like twf and funky aus, CHECK IT OUT!

[mrandmrssnowbaird]

synopsis - Coriolanus comes home to his loving wife after a long, hard day.

an extremely whiney needy Coryo, teasing, little bit of taunting, denial, nipple play, fingering, mentions of a sex toy i'm not even sure exists or is possible but it's fanfiction so who gives a fuck(yes i'mma write an actual scene using this toy don't you fuckin worry bbs), dacryphilia, hands free orgasms.

and most importantly, mommyk!nk. i know i said i'd never do it but i lied.

Coriolanus got home late and his wife was already asleep. Disappointed, he took a cold shower. If anything, that only made things worse.

Thinking about not having her, not having Lucy Gray's attention and affection, just made him more needy and desperate.

She was sleeping peacefully when he crawled into bed next to her. She was facing away from him, and just seeing the outline of her perfect form made his breath come fast. He was so hard it hurt, but...

He wasn't allowed to do anything about that. Not without permission.

Oh, but he ached so much, and that kind of felt good too - he couldn't stop thinking of Lucy Gray and all the things she could and had done to him.

Coriolanus liked being this needy. Sometimes it was actually quite comforting, going to sleep aching and desperate and thinking of nothing but her.

"Lucy Gray..." He began, sliding close to her but not daring to find any kind of relief by pressing his clothed erection against her.

She stirred, jumping just a bit before she realized it was just Coriolanus who had woken her.

Lucy Gray rolled over to face him.

"Oh, hi darlin'... You're home." She began, and it only took her moments to see why he had woken her, his breathing coming fast.

"Aww..." She laughed softly, "You need me, sweetheart?"

Coriolanus nodded vehemently. Just the way his dick was straining against his boxers and twitching had him close to an orgasm, now that she was awake and looking at him. Her mere attention washed over him like she'd just reached down to grab his erection, he had to hold back a moan as she continued to verbally tease him.

His breath was coming faster. Coriolanus needed her touch so badly.

"Mm... I like seeing you like this, my love. Have you been like this all day? You're so close already, aren't you?" She asked him, reaching up to touch his cheek.

The blonde closed his eyes as her hand on his cheek sent sensations throughout his entire body. He both hated and loved being this way for her. It was humiliating and thrilling.

"P-please-" He begged her, desperately wanting her to touch him before he came, to give him permission to cum.

"I don't know...." Lucy Gray said uncertainly and Coriolanus's breath caught in a near sob. "Sweetheart, you're so close already, I don't know if it'd even be worth it for me. You woke me up. Make it worth it for me,"

Her hand crept under his t-shirt, slowly sliding up. Gasping as he realized what she was doing, he shook his head. "No, don't, please!"

If she touched his nipples, he was going to lose it. But it was too late.

He moaned and squirmed pathetically as she began brushing her finger across his nipple.

"Oh, don't be dramatic, honey," She murmured. "And hold still."

He instantly went as still as he could, still shaking, cock twitching and leaking precum in his boxers.

This all was exactly what he had wanted.

Other than his fast, heavy breathing, he was still as she continued to torture him, leaning in to whisper in his ear now.

"Look at you, darlin'... big bad Head Gamemaker shakin' like a leaf in the wind," Lucy Gray hummed. She pushed him onto his back and he whined, then panted for breath several times. He loved being pushed around by her. She straddled his hips, and Coriolanus sighed, blinking up at her with wide, desperate eyes.

Her body wasn't making contact with his, purposefully ignoring his aching erection. He didn't dare seek out her touch without permission.

Still, she wasn't wearing panties and Lucy Gray found his right hand and brought it underneath her nightgown to feel her wetness. He whimpered, squirming desperately as he slid two fingers inside her.

"Lucy Gray, please, baby, please..." He half-whined, half-sobbed. "I need it, I need you!"

But she didn't respond to his pleas except to groan softly as she rocked her hips a little. He began moving his fingers in and out, curling them a bit and touching her the way Lucy Gray had taught him to without any further instruction.

"That's it, sweetheart, just like that," Lucy Gray praised, and he simply whined in response, "Good boy, keep goin',"

Coriolanus works to please her, eyes frantically moving from her face to the way her hips were moving. Like she was fucking him but she wasn't and this was quite upsetting. She did this often.

Lucy Gray had even had a special toy made - a hallowed out strap on that encased his erection, so he could please her properly without receiving any real pleasure himself. Coriolanus had actually been furious with her for it for days after she had him use it the first time. It was incredibly uncomfortable to wear nevermind the actual purpose. Moody for a full week, he finally knocked the attitude off when she put him over her lap and beat his ass til he cried it out. Then she made love to him.

He hated a lot of their toys really, but they were always worth it in the end.

At least right now he gets to feel her with his fingers. Coriolanus will take what he can get.

His ragged breathing matched hers. The way her insides clenched around his fingers made his dick twitch against the material of his boxers, just a little bit of friction and pressure caused by the cotton.

"Oh f- oh no no no," He whined, feeling himself start to fall over the edge.

"Coriolanus, no!" Lucy Gray snapped, and he sucked in a breath, holding it and closing his eyes. Without permission, he removed his fingers, the feel of her too much to keep going but that was better than cumming without permission.

He was so well trained now that it was deeply upsetting to get off without Lucy Gray's say so, a hit to his self esteem and sense of self worth. She was so disappointed in him when he did and if it was one thing he couldn't handle, it was the disappointment of the women who's approval he sought.

"That's not what a good boy does," Lucy Gray said, shaking her head. "You wanna try again or do we gotta get the strap-on?"

"No! No no please let me try again! I'm- I am a good boy, I promise," His cheeks turned flaming red. God, if anyone could hear him.

"I said make it worth it, and I'll let you cum - do as you're told, baby." She said firmly, but kindly. He nodded desperately, eyes filled with tears at the possibility of losing not an orgasm but her approval.

Shaking, he brought his hand back up, tentatively sliding up her thigh and back under her flimsy nightgown. He panted still, trying to ignore his own body screaming at him for release. It felt like he was a little bit on fire all over in the best way.

Lucy Gray moaned again as his fingers returned, curling against her g-spot and massaging almost as he moved in and out. His eyes were filled with tears that began to fall moments later and at the sound of his sniffle she leaned down, hands on either side of his head.

"'s okay baby, let it out," She panted as she began to move her hips in time with his fingers, grinding her clit against his hand. "Fuck, you're so gorgeous..." She leaned down further, and carefully licked his tears from his cheek, one slow little swipe that made him sob and squirm.

He was so fucking close it's not fair.

"Faster, Coryo! So close, honey, keep goin'..." She gasped after tasting the salt of his tears on her tongue. "Come on - you know what I want,"

Oh yes he did.

God yes thank you, he thought.

"P-please!" He cried frantically as he moved his hand faster, harder, his own pleasure skyrocketing just at her request, "Mommy please can I come with you please mommy I'll be good I swear please please!"

It was rare that she asked him to call her this - or rather, allowed him. It had slipped out one time when she was punishing him with a spanking, he couldn't even remember what for anymore - sometimes she just liked to punish him. His brain had turned to complete mush as he sobbed 'mommy please stop please let me cum' and Lucy Gray had never let it go. Like anything else in Coriolanus's life that she wanted to, she took control of that too.

How she knew when he needed it the most, he'd never understand.

"Yes, yes, Coryo, cum with be, baby!" Lucy Gray cried, grinding down hard against his hand.

His cock erupted instantly.

"Oh, thank you thank you mommy thank you," He sobbed, unable to hold still now as his body shook and twitched involuntarily, still seeking some kind of touch to his spurting arousal. And then finally, he felt her hand touch him, rubbing just slightly but it was enough.

Coriolanus was left shaking and sobbing. Their hands stayed where they were, touching each other while Lucy Gray pressed a little closer to him. Held him. Comforted him.

He sniffled again.

"Was... was I a good boy, mommy?" Coriolanus asked.

"Yes, yes you were, darlin'," Lucy Gray assured him and he felt a sense of calm wash over him that he'd been seeking all day.

"You were the best boy."

[kitkatpancakestack]

Spoke too soon y'all had to listen to my roommate try to justify her dislike of rap music on some manufactured moral high ground free me from these chains