#my 2021 kinktober

[truly-morgan]

[Kinktober 2021: Breeding (18+)]

MoShang | Scum Villain Self-Saving system 08-10-2021

Day 8: [Breeding] / B̷o̷d̷y̷ ̷M̷o̷d̷i̷f̷i̷c̷a̷t̷i̷o̷n̷ / S̷e̷n̷s̷o̷r̷y̷ ̷D̷e̷p̷r̷i̷v̷a̷t̷i̷o̷n̷

Shang Qinghua stumbles on a wife plot who temporarily changes his body to make him able to have children. They end up taking good advantage of that curse.

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Shang Qinghua had lost count of how many times he had gone to his cucumber bro for some help with the plot he forgot about himself. The man was truly a walking encyclopaedia. It was often not too bad, but then there were days like today, when he was feeling hot all over and his lower region was feeling really strange. He had somewhat guessed it would be a wife plot:

anything to make the wife fuck with Luo Binghe was a wife plot. But of course, now they were stuck with those because the novel story had totally changed.

"I was following my king on a hunt when I saw those nice flowers, So I got closer, wondering if I could remember what they were, I assumed it was safe since I didn’t remember a flower looking like that being poisonous, but then when I tried touching it, I pricked myself on a spike I didn’t see” sqh had been explaining, laying down on a cushion as sqq drank some tea. “I didn’t feel anything at the moment, but then yesterday I started feeling weird all over the place and didn’t want to worry my King about it since he already has so much work to do”.

Sqq wanted to sigh at some of the detail not being useful. “I cannot really help if I do not know what that flower looks like” he points out.

“The petal was similar to those of a lily, but there was easily more than a dozen of them, there were a dark blue with blue-white-ish dotes going up the middle of the petals.

The stamens were rather long and pale and the thingy on top was kinda shaped like a heart now that I thinks of it”.

“Did it have a lot of leaf at the bottom which hides most of the spikes?” sqq asked, only for sqh to nod. His fellow transmigrator sighed heavily, “You fell into a wife plot again, you created that flower for wife #539 who was unable to get pregnant and so she tried using that flower to be able to have a child” sqq mentioned.

“But I should be safe right?” sqh asked, not remembering that. 

“You wrote that it was so great that even man could get pregnant when under its effect, which by the way last easily for a week”.

And this is how he now was in his room (which had been a while since the last time, he kind of unofficially moved into Mobei-jun room), robes loose around him as he was trying to relieve himself from the heat.

What should he do now? He couldn't exactly hide from his King for /minimum/of a week. He didn't want to look like some of these demons that had done it on purpose in the past to try and lure mbj and somewhat trap him with a child (and he knew it could happen because he wrote a couple of plots like this!).

Plus he never heard anything that could tell him mbj was actually interested in having children. Sure he would most likely need an heir one day, but as of now mbj never showed any interest.

Sqh was truly unsure of what he should do now, other than try and relieve himself from the heat and arousal that came with his situation. Plus he could discover just how exactly this curse was affecting him as it did create physical changes he didn't notice before.

His king should be busy all day so he should be able to figure something out before he came back to their shared room to see he was not there.

But as he was thinking this he was surprised by the sound of a portal opening next to his bed, mbj stepping out. Sqh took a moment to react properly, pulling the blanket around him to hide his near-nudity and in just what kind of state he truly was.

“M-my King! What brings you here? I thought you would be busy all day” he called out, blushing even more than he already was before.

“a servant told me you looked unwell” he answered as he walked closer to the bed, clearly sniffing at the air. “and told me you smell strangely very sweet".

Sqh wasn't sure what to think of that. Had he added such a thing? For demons to be able to smell when another was ready to conceive? He then saw his pupils dilate, as if mbj had finally understood, looking a bit shocked, suddenly grabbing the blanket. He wasn't quick enough to pull it back, instead feeling himself being pulled closer to mbj.

He didn't really resist at the hands pulling his legs apart, the demon confirming for himself as sqh was hiding in his hand.

His slightly altered anatomy was now on full display for mbj who looked very interested. “this servant is sorry for the inconvenient” sqh managed to say, nearly letting out a squeak as he felt his finger tease against his already wet pussy.

“I-I am sorry for the inconvenience I will try to find a way to deal with this!” sqh quickly said, unsure if mbj would think this was troublesome to deal with.

“Sect Leader Shen said it would easily take at least a week to die down and I do not want to be a burden for my King so I decided to come here t-”.

The peak lord’s rambling was cut off by passionate lips meeting his, feeling himself being pushed down into the mattress, mbj climbing over him as robes were being undone. It took a moment to realise mbj was actually making a move /while he just learned/ he could get pregnant.

“Wait wait, my King, right now might not be the right time” he tried to say. Wondering where this sudden burst of arousal in his husband came from. Was it contagious?

The kissing and sucking on his neck stopped as the demon looked back at him. “Is sqh against the idea of having a child?” mbj asked, studying his reaction greatly.

To this sqh wasn’t sure what to say. He had obviously never expected to be asked, especially not since neither of them was supposed to be able to bear a child. Sqh never thought about having any in his life, but he wasn’t against the idea.

“W-well no” he started, looking a bit to the side, “I simply thought my King was not interested in having any since he never talked about it before and ignore anyone who inquired about your plan to have an heir” he explained.

“I didn’t want children with anyone else than sqh” mbj replied, making the man blush at that declaration. He had not expected the reason to be because mbj wanted this kid to be theirs, not from someone else. It had probably been ruled out since neither of them was supposed to be able to do that.

A hand was gently rubbing his tights before he was pulled closer to, mbj settling between his legs, cock already hard and now resting against him. He moved his hips a bit, causing something sqh to feel rather new things.

“But if sqh is against bearing our child I will understand, “ mbj said.

Maybe it was because of the effect of the flower, but the way he was talking about /their/ child made something in him warm. He wasn't against that, it was actually reassuring in a way, mbj wouldn't need to find someone else for an heir.

“Yes I want to!” he says. Sure, it’s scary to think that he’ll have a growing being in him and is also unsure what will happen once he gives birth (if nothing goes badly...).

Sqh was waiting for mbj to get to it immediately but instead felt fingers entering where he had already been fingering himself. He may have never led with a lady before, but he was pretty sure that he would be alright, yet there wasn’t really much to convince mbj of that. Maybe telling him he needed it usually was the reason.

But the moment mbj deemed him ready enough there was probably nothing to stop him. He was fucking into his husband, still making sure he seemed alright, but never really stopping since it seemed all right.

Sqh was rather surprised by the rather different feeling of that pussy, moaning even more when mbj decided to see what teasing his cock would do.

After one round sqh was already a bit tired, especially since he had been pleasuring himself for a while before. Yet mbj was not done, large hands still on his hips, cock never leaving its warm embrace as he went back to being hard.

Sure, he was now used to Demon apparently having endless stamina in bed, but it was probably some of the first time that mbj could get back at it so quickly. Maybe the effect of the flower was wearing off on his husband too.

Sqh felt like they would pass the whole evening and night at it, mbj clearly set on breeding him until he was sure he would get pregnant. Good thing mbj had energy for two people since at some point sqh became tired and unable to do much himself.

It had started with him laying on his back, like this he could get all the kisses he wanted, then he tried riding his husband to not have him do all the work, enjoying the way mbj would look at him bounce up and down to milk him.

Then he ended up being flipped over so he was laying face down and ass up for better access, mbj more than happy to keep fucking into him like this. They had one important mission and he would take it seriously.

It was fun and all riding and having sex with his King with this new pussy, but he was but a mere human, nothing that could compare to mbj stamina. At some point he was happy to simply let mbj fuck his semen into him, his brain already feeling mushy from all the pleasure and orgasm he just had. He was pretty sure he had never been fuck this much before.

He ended up so full he was pretty sure no more could fit into him, even feeling some of the cum dripping out of him when mbj finally came out of him, laying down beside him and hugging him close.  “My King is doing a great job” sqh laughed slightly, feeling exhausted.

He felt mbj humming against the top of his head. “We need to do more to make sure it works”. 

Sqh was already exhausted at the idea but smiled softly at that. He wouldn’t mind being exhausted now if it meant having a child with mbj.

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(well this was like really 30% smut isdjvudb guess I can only write p0rn with plot)

Original - AO3

[grimmweepers]

i love writing i love writing i love writing

but also

i hate writing i hate writing i hate writing !!!!

[imnotoverlyobsessive]

Keep Your Enemies

Chapter Five: Sex Dream

AO3 info one two three four five

All my work is 18+.

Why do all the monsters come out at night? Why do we sleep where we want to hide? Why do I run back to you like I don’t mind if you fuck up my life? Why am I sucker for all your lies? Strung out like laundry on every line… I’m addicted to the way you hurt, the way you contradict me. I swear everything looks worse at night, I think I’m overthinking.- Monsters, All Time Low (feat. blackbear)

It really, really wasn’t Sera’s fault.

No, really. It wasn’t.

He was systematically bred to be that beautiful. Therefore, she could not be blamed for her reaction to him.  

Plus, the things he’d done to her, the way he’d made her feel, set her veins alight— it was unlike anything she’d ever known, and she’d tried to replicate it so many times her hand cramped up, but she couldn’t quite manage it.

In any case, she felt like she was out of her mind, like her skin was too tight—too hot—for her body.

When she was awake, she glared at him, sending viscous thoughts his way. If he was going to read her mind without her permission, she wouldn’t make it a pleasant experience for him.

In her dreams, though… in her dreams, he was sweet to her. Kind, worshipful, adoring. Loving, even. When she awoke, she was disgusted, but the version of her that existed in the dreams couldn’t seem to get enough of him.

The dream she was having one evening was particularly difficult on her because Paul was had her pressed against their mattress and was kissing her hungrily, his hand buried between her legs. “Such a good girl,” he praised against her lips, into her open mouth. “Perfect little pussy, all for me.”

“Paul,” she whimpered, “please, I need—“

“I know what you need, my love,” he murmured. “I know. I’m here. I’ll take care of you, darling.”

“Don’t stop,” she begged, undulating her hips. “God, Paul, I’m— I’m going to—“

“Of course you are,” he crooned softly, trailing gentle kisses down her neck. “Cum for me, Sera.”

She clutched at him, moaning his name.

And as she shattered, so did her dream.

Sera’s eyes snapped open, and there he was.

Staring at her.

And smirking, the absolute bastard.

“Sleep well?” he asked, like the cocky asshole he was.

“No,” she snapped, sitting up and adjusting the hemline of her nightgown. 

She’d taken to wearing her only loose, shapeless one of late. It was soft, floor-length white cotton with long sleeves as a drawstring at the neck. The sleeves slipped off her shoulders, and if the drawstring came loose, it opened down the middle, nearly to her navel. Therefore, she wore her breast bindings underneath it. It was uncomfortable as all hell, but she couldn’t have the stupid Emperor seeing her breasts.

“I like your other ones more,” he told her, gesturing to her nightgown. “You haven’t worn any of them a single time since you started sleeping here. And your breasts appear to be bound. Why?”

Her glare sharpened. “Isn’t it obvious? I don’t want you seeing my body.”

He snorted. “You act as if you weren’t writhing in my lap just the other day. As if you weren’t moaning my name in your sleep, begging me to make you cum.”

She sniffed indignantly. “Don’t flatter yourself. I knew a Paul back home. I was dreaming of him.”

His lips quirked in amusement. “Sera,” he began patiently, “I can see into your mind. I know what you dreamed of.”

She rolled her eyes. “Fine. You must’ve used you witch powers to plant the dream, then. It certainly wasn’t me.”

“It’s what you want,” he corrected. “You had a taste of what I can give you, and now you want more.”

Sera bristled. “I do not—“

“You do,” Paul said flatly. “It’s alright. There’s nothing to be ashamed of. I want you, too, you realize.”

She made a disgusted face. “Repulsive.”

He hummed, propping his head up on his hand with that infuriating grin. “Liar.”

She glowered at him. “Whatever. I’m going back to sleep.” With that, she lay down and pulled the covers up over her body.

“Very well,” he agreed easily. “Come here, then.”

“Why?” she demanded sharply. 

“Because I wish to hold you.”

“That would be disgusting even if you had clothes on,” Sera hissed. “As it stands, the idea is so repulsive it makes me want to throw myself out a window.”

“I know for a fact that you’re lying,” he informed her. “I know you enjoy it when I hold you. It makes you feel safe.” He held out his arms for her then. “Come, darling. We both know you’ll sleep more soundly.”

Grumbling in frustration and far more arousal than she’d ever admit in a thousand years, she scooted closer to him. He took her in his arms, and she closed her eyes, fighting off the contentment that tried its hardest to overwhelm her. “I despise you,” she said into his chest. 

“I know,” he murmured, pressing a gentle kiss to her scalp. “Just let me hold you this way.”

“Like you don’t want more than that,” she groused. “Stupid degenerate royal boy.”

Paul laughed softly. “I do want more than that,” he admitted. “Of course I want more than that. I want everything with you.”

“How ‘bout a knife in the jugular?”

Another chuckle. “Sleep, darling,” he murmured into her hair.

“‘m not your darling,” she mumbled, already nodding off.

“You are. Hush, Sera. Sleep.”

She did. 

It hasn’t been like almost a year fuck off

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[seraphdreams]

Planning any chaptered stories?

nothing planned just yet, i have to finish the ones i have now but it’s hard!!

[sfznyxio]

-ˋˏ WILDEST FANTASIES ˎˊ

SYNOPSIS. you are irresistible and a source of temptation, especially in his imagination.

CHARACTERS. oikawa tooru, hanamaki takahiro, matsukawa issei, iwaizumi hajime

CONTENT. f!reader. canon-compliant, post-timeskip (2021). smut. 1.8k wc. rewrite of wildest fantasies at my old nsfw blue lock group blog @/bllk-after-dark, moved to haikyuu for an age-appropriate cast. reader is in a relationship with all except makki. seijoh 4 imagine how they would fuck reader. other warnings vary for each section and will be listed there instead because uh, it’s a lot.

VERA. sorry, the power of horny took over. i never read the manga, so i went with the seijoh 4 as the scenarios suit them the most. i struggled with makki and mattsun, so they may seem ooc. i guess I'm celebrating kinktober with this fic lol.

𝄞༉‧₊˚. OIKAWA TOORU

breeding kink, creampie, edging, fingering, jealousy (toward a teammate and kageyama), marking

mine is written on your skin with invisible ink. oikawa fumes at a player from his team talking to you, seemingly enjoying his company when he sees you laughing. he doesn’t experience rage often, but it can get worse when the infamous “king of the court” from the opponent team strikes up a conversation with you.

“what’s with the silent treatment, tooru?” the drive to the hotel is tense, and he treats you like a ghost. he also feels similar, for different reasons. when the two of you arrive at your room, he pins you down on the door with arms above your head and cunt on his knee. lust clouds his eyes as his tongue battles against yours and teeth nips at your throat, leaving a trail of bruises in its wake. 

“craving attention from him, out of all people when i’m here? i’m hurt.” you gasp at the friction of his knee on your cunt. his fingers slip inside, pumping them agonizingly slow as punishment. “think he can fuck you like this? hah, want everyone and that brat to know you’re mine.”

to prolong this type of behavior, you decide to instill delicious images in his head. “oh, how are you gonna show me off then? you’ve already done the hickeys. but what about a ring on my finger? or your cum out of me? or perhaps, a baby in me?”

oikawa pulls his fingers out when you’re nearing an orgasm. the impulse to buy a ring with his salary and propose you live, fuck you in the locker rooms to mark you with his cum, and knock you up so that guy can mind his damn business. he spends the entire night ramming his cock in you to make sure it takes.

“there you are! i had to ask one of your teammates where you were, but he’s so nice that i lost track.” oikawa is back at the court, dazed from his daydreaming. you didn’t notice him blanking out as you’re busy geeking out about his plays. “watching a match live was so exciting! i finally got to see your sets up close. one of the guys from the other team was your underclassman, right? i think he’s good too!”

he shuts you up with a kiss, and the audience reacts in a domino effect. the cameras pan to the two of you; his fans freak out that he is actually taken, and his teammates — as well as him — are in pure disbelief. you wonder why he did that. he looks proud of himself so you say nothing. “there. now the whole world knows.”

𝄞༉‧₊˚. HANAMAKI TAKAHIRO

begging, mutual masturbation, nipple play, phone sex, thoughts of oral sex (f!receiving), toxic relationships (with reader’s ex)

relief washes over him hearing that you broke up with ex over the phone. hanamaki never liked them to begin with, nor does he understand what you see in them. being the good friend he is, he remains civil, painfully. though it’s not as painful as suppressing his sinful thoughts about you squirming under touch, however.

“hey, makki. can you do me a favor?” he loves your voice. you saying his name is his greatest weakness. though it’ll be better to have you moan it in his ears when he rails you into a begging mess. now he feels guilty for harboring these feelings as he promised to only play as the ‘good friend’. but promises break eventually. “can you make me forget about them?”

the lines of friendship blur into indescribable tension. you express your frustration over lack of spice in your sex life, rambling about how badly you want to be fucked on someone’s mouth. the cries of your breasts and clit aching to be touched makes his cock to strain in his pants. sex isn’t a topic you confide in with your friends, but it does not matter now. you called him to forget after all.

“to tell you the truth, you’re driving me crazy,” he sighs with his head on the board while he pumps his length. labored breaths and whimpers are heard on your end. “what if i tell you i’m jerking off to you now, wishing i was inside that pretty pussy of yours? and what about you, wishing my mouth is there too and on your pretty tits to claim what has been mine in the first place?”

“i’m yours, always yours!” your whines turn into squeals, which has him cum on his hand. his body slumps over the edge of his bed, catching his breath alongside you. if you’re here, he would leave more proof that you are forever his with your ex nonexistent in your world. yet it’s all white noise. the entire time he has been spacing out, so you were waiting for an eternity for him to say something.

“hello? earth to makki?” hanamaki realizes the dried stickiness on his hand from his cum. he has been mindlessly jacking off to your voice. “i asked if you could do me a favor but i’d rather stop by your place to cool off. is it okay if i come over?”

“yeah. see you.” you thank him before hanging up. hanamaki tosses his phone away, contemplating what he has done. never, ever will he do this again and vows to not speak on it. all he can do is to maintain his role to comfort you through your breakup. he will do whatever it takes to prove he is indeed the better choice. there will be the day where you’re his for the taking.

𝄞༉‧₊˚. MATSUKAWA ISSEI

body worship, lap dance, lingerie, riding, sex toys (vibrator), strip tease, voyeurism

speechless is his reaction to you clad in lace lingerie. matsukawa develops a strong urge to impale you on his cock that is strained in his pants, just like how his arms are at the sides of his seat. for now he can only ogle at your body, a temptation for him to give into his desires, along with your alluring expressions.

the lingerie surprise tips him over the edge. he follows your fingers trail from your breasts to your clit, agonized by the drag of one of them along the lips back and forth. he grips his seat so hard he could feel the bones of his hands break. oh how he wants you so badly, but being the menace you are, you insist to stay patient until the end of your performance.

“not yet. keep your eyes on me.” you lift his chain to face you, with your mouth ghosting over his. how can he also enjoy the sight when you are torturing him with the sway of your hips, the flex of your thighs, and the bra straps hanging off your shoulders? and when you grind on his bulge with a vibrator in you which is your source of pleasure instead?

he finds himself matching your rhythm with an arm around your waist and the other cradling your head, kissing you as if his life depends on it. as clothes fly left and right, he yanks out your vibrator coated with your slick and finally plunges you onto him, having you seated for his show. how the tables have turned. now you’re the one being tortured, pounded with quick upward thrusts from him.

“now for the grand finale.” despite your protests to slow down, he wants to relish your body which is contorting in pleasure through the mirrors. a multitude of thrusts later, he reaches his climax and feels you clench, making sure you didn’t miss a single drop. it’s a shame that time goes by fast, because he sure wants to see your body arch for him over and over again.

“you know, it’s rude to stare without saying anything.” loud noises flood his ears. matsukawa is at the mall with you to help you buy new clothes to spice up your wardrobe. though when you mean by ‘spice up’, he does not expect to see you in lace lingerie at the fitting rooms. “so, uh… what do you think?”

matsukawa thinks that you may have a hidden agenda to seduce him, or just trying out the lingerie for fun. he marvels at how it suits your body, making you nervous. an idea pops into his head and whispers into the shell of your ear. “hm, not sure. why don’t you buy and put it on tonight for me so i can see it better?”

𝄞༉‧₊˚. IWAIZUMI HAJIME

aftercare, consent, insecurities, loss of virginity, missionary, petnames (baby), praise

sorry is your automatic reply when iwaizumi hints at wanting sex. you’re a virgin, so thoughts of being unable to satisfy someone experienced are rooted into your head. on the contrary, it’s a massive turn on. since it is your first time, he wants to make it extra special. he’s more excited than he should be so he tries to tone it down to not scare you.

you stare at him like a lost puppy as your partner reaches for your face. he smirks at how entranced you are when his fingers glide to your chin and then over your lips. he kisses you hard that you’re out of breath and pushes you to the bed. you begin to breathe normally again as he takes off his shirt, making his heart flutter, knowing that his body is for your eyes only.

“you can keep going,” you tell him when he checks up on you. with the slight encouragement of his hand drawing circles on your skin, you take off your shirt as well so he can explore more of your body. the two of you eventually strip yourselves bare while devouring each other with tongue and spit.

“squeeze if you want to stop.” your hand is intertwined with his, getting ready to signal for the sake of your safety. he penetrates you slowly, cock buried to the hilt inside, blabbering about how you’re taking him so well and swearing he’ll cum sooner than expected. the pitch of your moans is rising higher and higher. you hate how your sounds it seems by crashing your lips on his, but it tells him that he has done his job right.

“shit, baby. you’re absolutely perfect for me. how is this possible— agh,” iwaizumi hisses as he spills inside you. you’re now exhausted, sensitive from the caresses on your curves and kisses on your hands. this is what he would like to happen, however the next time he blinks, you’re lying beside him fully clothed.

“haji? you’re not saying anything.” you avert your gaze from his. you’re ashamed of literally pushing him away, believing that he’ll take offense judging from his silence. “i didn’t mean to do that. it happened so fast that i freaked out. can we start over and… start a little bit slower?”

“sure. let’s take things a little bit slower.” iwaizumi kisses your forehead to reassure you that you haven’t done anything wrong. somehow you’ve become bold, initiating the kiss and sneaking your hands under his shirt unconsciously. you retract from the sudden move, but he gestures to you to keep going. he’s so weak for you; he’ll do anything to make you happy.

[multifandomme]

Under Her Command

Pairing: Alcina Dimitrescu x Female Reader

Summary: Alcina disrupts your maiden duties to engage in a little fun.

Genre: Smut, (mommy kink, size kink, power dynamics, pet names, praise, degradation, choking, scratching, biting, fingering, spanking, face-slapping, spit kink, mention of blood), not suitable for minors.

Word Count: 2.9k.

This piece is for day 16 of kinktober under the ‘size kink’ prompt.

A/N: This was the first ever fic that I wrote in 2021, this is a new and updated version of it. It still holds a special place in my heart.

More works from me here. || Masterlist here. || Kinktober 2024 Masterlist here.

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Castle Dimitrescu was your home now and the reputation of the woman who inhabited it had preceded her. No maiden ever made it out to tell the tale but for some reason, this had not deterred you. The first encounter with Lady Dimitrescu had induced tremors that had lasted for days, anxiety ridden in the knowledge that your early demise would soon find you.

But, it never did.

Instead, the exact opposite had occurred, the tall woman taking a liking to you for reasons unbeknownst. Her unyielding demeanour seemed to be falling as the days passed and amongst your duties as a maiden, you had found yourself spending copious amounts of time with her.

One evening, following a particularly stressful call with Mother Miranda, Lady Dimitrescu had summoned you to her bedroom and greeted you with an expression that seemed to transcend any you had seen before. It was predatory, alluring and made your heart slam within your chest. What happened next had caught you completely off guard, devouring you in an entirely different sense to the one you had predicted, the floor strewn with clothes in the aftermath. And since then, you had been inseparable, unsure as to whether it was out of fear or lust for her, assumedly a concoction of the two.

She was different when she was with you, she was simply Alcina and what’s more, she was yours.

Morning dawned and yet, the room was still entirely deficient of light. Alcina lay beside you, silent as you climbed out of bed and began your chores as expected of you. Despite the rendezvous that had led to you waking up in her bedroom every morning, you were sure to stay on top of your duties as they were the initial reason that you were kept at the castle. In the blackness of the room, you navigated with relative ease, so accustomed to the usual routine as you reached out to collect the empty bottle of Sanguis Virginis that you had predicted to be there.

The woman loved to drink and admittedly, you loved to observe her, every act that she undertook exuding pure opulence, elegance. As you rid the bottle from the bedroom, you retrieved the duster, knowing how the entire castle seemed to gather it so effortlessly, mostly due to Alcina’s daughters and the way the outside world tended to be hidden by the thick curtains that draped over the windows.

As anticipated, the curtains that descended from the bedroom windows were cloaked in dust, having not been opened for such a lengthy duration. Alcina preferred candlelight as a means to illuminate the room, opting against what was left of the natural light beyond the window. Sometimes you missed the outdoors and recalled the life that you had known before you had ventured to Castle Dimitrescu, but the thought of leaving Alcina was not one that you cared to explore.

A peculiar courage washed over you, fingers toying with the curtains before you dared to take a peek behind the fabric, a little glimpse of light sneaking into the room through the crack.

“Do you miss it?” Alcina asked, curiously, her voice piercing in from behind you, “do you miss the life that you had before you came here?”

The voice startled you at first, your heartbeat quickened as you turned to face Alcina, the newfound light catching her eyes in a way that made them sparkle like citrine. A response evaporated on your tongue, your mouth softly agape as you basked in the beauty of the woman that began to approach. Her pace was painstaking, and yet pinned you in place as you admired her, completely entranced as she moved to tower over you.

You should have been afraid, terrified even but as she leaned down to cup your face, every qualm dissipated on instant. Momentarily, your eyes found the floor, a blush forming as the woman watched you fluster beneath the most minute of touches. It had always been the same, though Alcina never seemed to tire of noting the stark vulnerability that possessed you when she gazed down at you in such a manner. She raised an eyebrow, reminding you of the unanswered question that hung in the air, a thumb brushing softly against the sanguine tinge on your cheek.

Lightly, you shook your head, an audible gulp exuding from you as you contemplated a verbal reply.

“How could I?” You questioned, meekly, “I would never want to be anywhere, but here, with you.”

Alcina smiled, her apathetic demeanour dismantling before your eyes as she softened.

“Oh, is that so?” She husked, her endearing tone causing shivers to splinter with vigour. “Aren’t you just the sweetest little maiden?”

You nodded frantically, her fingers diverting from your cheek to caress the flesh of your lips as she drank you in with insatiable hunger. The subtle smile that tugged her lips seemed to transform into a knowing smirk, her eyes falling lower to feast on your physique. If you hadn’t known her, you would have been frightened as to what would occur next, eyeing you like prey. But you had seen this expression more times than you cared to count, the ambience of the room seemingly changing around you as she flicked her tongue over her lips, wetting them.

Alcina drew in, her sights set on your lips as she moved to capture them, mesmerised as you submitted to her colossal presence. Her lips were soft, but she kissed with heated passion, the residual taste of Sanguis Virginis still detectable as you savoured her. At first, it had been quite grotesque, but as time passed you had grown accustomed to its acquired taste.

She retreated abruptly, but only as an excuse to see the glint of desperation that flecked within your eyes at the loss of contact. And then, she returned to you with more fervour than before, her pearly teeth cinching your bottom lip until a tiny amount of blood prickled at the surface.

“My darling, you are just divine.”

The act made you weak at the knees every time that she executed it, knowing that she was clutching at every iota of self-control in doing so. It was no secret that the woman could conquer you within seconds if she so wished and swallow you in the very same breath.

“Please,” you hummed, your voice small, mitigated by the obstruction of her teeth clinging onto your lip.

Alcina released it, a low chuckle emitting into the brief silence that existed. She loved to prolong the act, to make you beg even when the next events were inevitable. Ignoring your little plea, she lifted you effortlessly and threw you onto the centre of the four poster bed, your heart racing as you awaited her.

The woman smirked as she advanced, an intimidating glare fixated on you as she crawled into bed and subsequently settled on top of you. Instinctively, you craned your head from the pillow in the hopes of reconnecting your lips with hers, starved of her touch despite its short-lived absence. Alcina had a way of addicting you and you knew that it would forever be the case.

Her hand pushed you back against the bed in rebuttal of you, intent on doing things her way as usual. Lips sought your neck, her breathing uneven as she flickered over your pulsating jugular. She ran her nose atop it, almost teasing herself despite a thin sheet of skin being the only thing separating her from vanquishing you. A fate that had proven true for every maiden that had gone before you. Alcina hummed approvingly as she kissed your skin, paled hands moving to enclose firmly around your throat.

“Open your mouth,” she instructed, soberly, though you knew that she was shrouding her avid excitement beneath the exterior.

Without a hesitation, you obliged, eyes never leaving her as you did as instructed and awaited her next move. A simper tugged her lips upwards as she delighted in your complete submission, something that you would blindly provide in any situation. For some reason, it had always been impossible to deny the woman anything and you had never dreamed of displaying such defiance.

Alcina licked her lips and you regarded her with intrigue as she gathered saliva in her mouth and spat it forcefully into your own, scoffing gently as you swallowed unthinkingly.

“Good girl,” she praised, her voice lowering an octave as she watched you inflate with happiness beneath her, your cheeks burning lightly at the compliment.

“Thank you,” you mumbled, quietly as embarrassment rose within you, soon to diminish when you saw the prideful expression that Alcina donned.

She raised a quizzical brow in your direction, her hand tightening subtly around your throat until you realised the error in your response.

“Thank you, Mommy,” you corrected, a lip worried between your teeth at the possibility of a punishment from the woman who loomed over you.

“That’s better, darling,” Alcina whispered as she closed the space between you and placed her lips atop yours once more, moving with blatant impatience.

Abruptly, she retreated, claws protruding through her fingers as she sliced the garment of your nightdress open until it gaped, revealing your chest. You groaned pathetically as you felt the cool air whip up around you, goosebumps appearing upon your skin as the new temperature occurred to you.

Your arms flung out for her, neediness prevailing as you urged her to return to ghost your body with hers. Instead, the woman peeled her dress from her frame, her pale skin inviting as you became hypnotised by the visual before you. She was gorgeous, her pretty orbs sparking with desire, her nails like thorns against your bare stomach. You writhed ardently beneath her, red trails forming in the wake of her handiwork as you moaned aloud.

“Mommy, it hurts,” you cried out, though you weren’t complaining and Alcina knew this all too well.

“Oh, my darling,” Alcina chided, feigning sympathy. “Should I stop, hm?”

Violently, you shook your head, the pain that she had induced causing tingles to dart around your body. It was no surprise that your libido had been roused from its home, now at the forefront of your mind as you willed your body into the path of her claws.

“No, Mommy,” you whined as you fidgeted against the mattress. “I want more.”

Alcina beamed, her sadism glaringly obvious as she admired the impressions she had left upon your previously unblemished skin.

“I can’t say that I’m surprised, darling,” Alcina sighed lightly, her claws retracting as her previous form returned. “You always have been a good little slut haven’t you?”

Your brain seemed to short circuit for a moment, blanking out at the mere words that fell from the woman’s lips. Alcina knew just how to rile you up and always took such pleasure in doing so, able to ruin your underwear without having any significant contact. She was a master at such provocation, especially when it came to you.

“Yes, Mommy,” you conceded, breathily, your patience dwindling as you gawked at the body that stood proudly before you.

Alcina joined you in bed, her soft skin brushing yours as her breath breezed over your chest and forced your nipples to attention. She scoffed almost inaudibly as you arched your back upwards in an attempt to gain further friction against the hardened buds to no avail.

“Be patient, darling,” she chastised, her finger grazing the areola teasingly in complete avoidance of the nipple, “good girls wait to get what they want.”

“But Mommy-,” you began to protest, only to have Alcina’s hand flit across your face quickly as she delivered a harshened slap against your cheek.

Adrenaline coursed through every fibre of your being, though the shock of the act was only temporary. A masochistic smirk emerged from your lips, Alcina’s eyes boring holes as she admired the reaction she had extracted.

“Are you going to be patient, darling, or do I need to put you over my knee?”

The question lingered in the air as you inwardly pondered, both options appealing to you in any case. The arousal that had incurred from the previous blow ushered you towards the first choice, praying for alleviation sooner rather than later.

“I’ll be patient, Mommy,” you decided, revealing your verdict with conviction as you fought back the growing need to manipulate your body further into the woman’s hands.

Alcina nodded, a little smirk of victory evident in the corner of her mouth as she finally grasped at your nipple with her fingers. She teased it with vigour, expertly squeezing and tugging until it was completely rigid beneath her touch.

“Mhm, Mommy,” you mewled, unable to suppress the sounds that began to emanate from the depths of your throat.

You clung to the last semblance of self-control, your natural responses cast aside in order to abide by Alcina’s commands. The thought of disappointing her was enough to keep you from misbehaviour. Alcina simpered sickeningly as she opened her mouth and willed your nipple into its searing depths, her tongue swirling and snaking repetitively, taking full advantage of your sensitivity.

Your hands clutched at the bedsheets, fisting in the material until you couldn’t hold off your appetite for her anymore. Slowly, you raised your hands, your digits weaving to settle amongst Alcina’s hair and subsequently pulling it from its previously pristine arrangement. You had expected a stern rejoinder, punishment even for your actions but the woman was too focused on your nipples, her lips wet with saliva as the grazed her teeth over them roughly.

Alcina retracted suddenly, flipping you onto your stomach with ease as she ripped the shredded garment entirely from your body. The palm of her hand struck your ass a few times, her excitement uninhibited as she drowned in the moans that she had earned from you as a result.

“Does it feel good, darling?” Alcina enquired, feigning cluelessness.

“Yes, Mommy, please I want-”

You could hear the smirk making its way onto her face behind you, her fingers tugging your underwear to the side in order to expose the dripping flesh there.

“Oh, I know all that you want,” she remarked, sultrily as she felt you jolt when her digits slid through the arousal that had collected. “Are you going to be a good girl and take what Mommy gives you?”

“Yes, Mommy,” you breathed, your voice raspy from the moans that continued to escape you, obstructing your speech. “Please, I need you.”

The invasion of two slender digits caused you to thrash against the mattress, held down by a firm hand against the small of your back. Alcina’s strength was unmatched, able to immobilise with a lone finger should she will it. Staggered breaths filled the room, exuding from the both of you as Alcina picked up the pace, laughing maniacally as she saw you rutting against the mattress for more contact against your clit.

The woman’s avoidance of it was intentional, revelling in your suffering as you ground and flinched pathetically.

“That’s it,” she encouraged, her finger kinking deep inside of you, “be a good slut and take it all for Mommy.”

Her degrading words sent shockwaves around your body, pleasure edging in until it gradually began to overcome you. Alcina knew this all too well, the fast pace that she had enlisted gently ebbing out into an insufferably slow one. You frustrated against the mattress, your face squashed against the pillow as you fought the urge to scream out in exasperation.

“Aww, my poor girl,” she mocked as she re-entered you, the tormenting pace only persisting. “Beg for me and I will give you what you want, hm?”

Exhaustedly, you lifted your head, sweat prickling at your hairline as you tried to muster up a sentence in your blanked out state.

“Please, Mommy,” you sobbed, shakily. “Please, I want to cum for you.”

Alcina hummed in approval, exuding almost as a growl as she slammed her fingers into you once more, re-establishing her prior pace. Out of nowhere, she added another finger into you, the third joining the other two as you felt yourself stretch around her. It was a sensation that you craved, Alcina’s proficient skill bringing you to the edge of a long-awaited orgasm.

“Such a needy little slut,” Alcina commented, amusedly, her fingers never ceasing, not even for a second. “Do you want to cum for Mommy?”

You wriggled frantically against the mattress, your clit brushing against it with every wrecking shove of her fingers.

“Yes, Mommy,” you squealed, your orgasm fast approaching as you battled desperately to hold it off until Alcina’s permission had been granted, “please, I’m so close.”

“Cum for me, darling,” Alcina instructed, lewd sounds falling into the room from the mere arousal that the woman had incited. “Do it now.”

Desperate screams filled the expansive bedroom, silence long lost as you emptied your lungs with no heed paid towards the other inhabitants of the castle. Alcina’s digits soothed gently along your spine as she grounded you, dragging you from your high as you caught your breath.

“You were so good for me,” she praised as she rolled you over to face her, closing in to plant a chaste kiss upon your forehead.

“Thank you, Mommy,” you whispered, every semblance of energy eradicated from your body as you stilled in Alcina’s spacious bed.

Alcina smiled sincerely, her eyes fleeing away to refocus on the state of disarray that now encumbered the room.

“As much as I’d love to have you in bed all day, darling,” Alcina began, her voice renewed with equanimity, “the castle isn't going to clean itself now, is it?”

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[holylulusworld]

Kinktober vs Flufftober 2024

Like in 2019, 2020, 2021, 2022, and 2023, I will post a kinky, fluffy, angsty or scary one-shot from October 1st till October 31st, 2024.

Please consider none of the stories are available until the set release date. Titles may change (all titles are working titles until the release date.). The release date may change at any time.

ANGST/SMUT/FLUFF

October 1st: Forbidden Lust (3) sequel to Forbidden Lust & Forbidden Lust (2)

Pairing: CEO!Bucky Barnes x fem!Reader

Kink: Homewrecker kink

October 2nd: How deep is your love? sequel to Deepest love

Pairing: Dean Winchester x fem!Reader

Trope: Friends to lovers

Idea by: @elle14-blog1

October 3rd: Extreme tight places sequel to Cramped & Tight places & Very tight places

Pairing: Soulless!Sam x fem!Reader

Kink: Anal sex

October 4th: Colorful leaves sequel to Falling leaves

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader

Trope: Sunny vs grumpy

October 5th: Serve your Soldier (2) sequel to Serve your Soldier

Pairing: Soldier Boy x fem!Reader

Kink: Collars

October 6th: Snuggle and cuddle sequel to Snuggle time

Pairing: Lee Bodecker x Plussized!Reader

Trope: Huddling for warmth

October 7th: Good girls punch hard (1)

Pairing: Raymond Smith x fem!Reader

Kink: Lust at first sight

October 8th: A new life sequel to One autumn night

Pairing: Alpha!Dean Winchester x Omega!Reader

Trope: Nesting (a/b/o)

October 9th: The peach (2) sequel to The Peach

Pairing: Lloyd Hansen x Girlfriend!Reader

Kink: Spanking

October 10th: My car again? sequel to Not in my car

Pairing: Sam Winchester x fem!Reader

Trope: Cuddling & Snuggling

Requested by: @dawn-petrichor-world

October 11th: Breathlessness sequel to Breathless & Take My Breath Away

Pairing: CEO!Bucky Barnes x fem!Reader

Kink: Boss kink

October 12th: Death or date?

Pairing: Lloyd Hansen x fem!Reader

Trope/Kink: Enemies to lovers

October 13th: Pour me some love (1)

Pairing: Biker!Dean Winchester x Plussized!Reader

Trope: Love at first sight

Idea by: @elle14-blog1

October 14th: Ashtray (2) sequel to Ashtray

Pairing: Jax Teller x fem!Reader

Kink: angry sex

October 15th: My lawn, my rules sequel to Get off my lawn

Pairing: Alpha (Teacher) Bucky Barnes x Omega (Teacher) Reader

Trope: Mating

October 16th: Howl like a wolf (Prologue)

Pairing: Alpha!Anders Lassen x Omega!Reader

Kink: a/b/o

October 17th: Bucky & Ducky (1)

Pairing: Mobster!Bucky Barnes x fem!Reader

Side-pairing: Bucky x Ducky the duck

Trope: Best buddies

Idea by: @buckys-wintersoldier

October 18th: Pipsqueak & Grumpy (2) sequel to Pipsqueak & Grumpy

Pairing: Wolverine/Logan Howlett x Chubby(Short)!Reader

Trope: TBA

October 19th: Torn in two

Pairing: Mobster!Steve Rogers x fem!Reader

Trope: Unrequited Love

October 20th: Sweater weather sequel to Christmas Sweater

Pairing: Ransom Drysdale x fem!Reader

Trope: Sweater weather

October 21st: The cabin in the woods (2) sequel to The cabin in the woods

Pairing: Winter Soldier x fem!Reader

Trope: Captivity

October 22nd: Lunchtime Delight

Pairing: Beau Arlen x Girlfriend!Reader

Kink: Edging

Idea: by @elle14-blog1

October 23rd: My annoying sexy neighbor (2) sequel to My annoying sexy neighbor

Pairing: Neighbor!Bucky Barnes x fem!Reader

Kink: Semi-public sex

October 24th: Parallel Worlds (1)

Pairing: Negan Smith (TWD) x fem!Reader x John Winchester (SPN)

Trope: Daddy kink

October 25th: Unwanted mate (2) Bucky's version sequel to Unwanted Mate (Bucky's version)

Pairing: Alpha!Stucky x Omega!Reader

Trope: Triade

October 26th: Up his sleeve

Pairing: Mobster!Bucky Barnes x fem!Reader

Kink: Hand kink

Idea by: @buckys-wintersoldier

October 27th: Breakfast for...

Pairing: Lloyd Hansen x Wife!Reader

Kink: TBA

October 28th: Their bride (Snippet 1) sequel to Best bridesmaid ever

Pairing: fem!Reader x Nick Fowler, Ari Levinson, Lloyd Hansen, Bucky Barnes, Steve Rogers

Trope: Post-Coitus moment

October 29th: His Bride (Prologue)

Pairing: Vampire!Bucky Barnes x fem!Reader

Trope: Vampire AU

October 30th: Bound Tight

Pairing: Gus March-Philipps x fem!Reader x Anders Lassen

Kink: Ropes

Halloween Specials: ANGST/SMUT/HORROR

October 31st: His little red riding hood sequel to Little Red Riding hood lost in the woods

Pairing: (Alpha) Werewolf!Bucky Barnes x Omega!Reader (LittleRedRidingHood)

Trope: Monster-fucking

Find all other Bingos and Special Events here: Special Events

[grimmweepers]

𝐍𝐎𝐖 𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐖𝐈𝐍𝐆: RYU’S FIRST KINKTOBER!

ft. genshin, bsd, obey me, one piece, tokyo revengers, black butler

— ♤ YANDERE: OCT 3RD

꒰ yandere!dottore x fem!reader ꒱ — emotional manipulation, psychological manipulation, stalking, gullible!reader, dubcon, 3.5k wc

— ♤ PET PLAY: OCT 10TH

꒰ fyodor dostoyevsky x gn!reader ꒱ — messy blowjob, facial, he’s mean, dubcon 1.6k wc

— ♤ POWER IMBALANCE: OCT 17TH

꒰ zhongli x fem!reader ꒱ — morax!form, draconic!form mention, human!reader 2.8k wc

— ♤ CUNNILINGUS + EDGING: OCT 24TH

꒰ nami x gn!reader ꒱ — oral!giving, dom!reader, 0.5k

— ♤ DEMON FUCKING: OCT 27TH

꒰ multichara x fem!reader ꒱ — omswd demon!form lucifer, demon!form mammon (seperate!), ovulating!reader (for lucifer), creampie, monsterfucking, re-written and re-uploaded from old acc, 1.5k wc

— ♤ GUN PLAY: OCT 31ST

꒰ bonten!sanzu haruchiyo x fem!reader ꒱ — alcohol consumption, semi-public, impact (slaps your ass once) 1.8k wc

— ♤ BONUS SOFT OPENING: OCT 1ST

꒰ sebastian michaelis x fem!phantomhive reader꒱ — sfw, gothic, forbidden love, slight power imbalance, confession, 2.7k wc

⋆⭒˚.⋆ 𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐌𝐒 & 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐃𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐒 ⋆⭒˚.⋆

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HEED THE WARNINGS ‼️

MOST OF IT IS DARK CONTENT‼️

More warnings may or may not be added if I decide to edit some pieces.

Word counts may or may not change.

All kinktober posts will be tagged #ryu’s kinktober 2024 ˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ so you can block it if you want to.

I’ve been writing on here since 2021 but this is my very first kinktober. Please be kind!

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[otakusheep15]

Obey Me Kinktober 2021

Rimming - Mammon (Kinktober day 1)

Spanking - Barbatos (Kinktober day 2)

Petplay - Satan (Kinktober day 3)

Cockwarming - Leviathan (Kinktober day 4)

Foodplay - Beelzebub (Kinktober day 5)

Overstimulation - Asmodeus (Kinktober day 6)

Somnophilia - Belphegor (Kinktober day 7)

Breeding - Diavolo (Kinktober day 8)

Intercrural Sex - Simeon (Kinktober day 9)

Temperature Play - Solomon (Kinktober day 10)

Exhibitionism and Voyeurism - Lucifer (Kinktober day 11)

Size Difference - Beelzebub (Kinktober day 12)

Pegging - Mammon (Kinktober day 13)

Bloodplay - Belphegor (Kinktober day 14)

Crossdressing - Leviathan (Kinktober day 15)

Public Sex - Asmodeus (Kinktober day 16)

Strip Tease - Barbatos (Kinktober day 17)

Orgasm Denial - Lucifer (Kinktober day 18)

Double Penetration (one hole) - Belphegor and Beelzebub (Kinktober day 19)

Role Reversal - Satan (Kinktober day 20)

Tittfucking - Diavolo (Kinktober day 21)

Frottage - Simeon (Kinktober day 22)

Deep-throating - Solomon (Kinktober day 23)

Formal Wear - Barbatos (Kinktober day 24)

Breathplay - Asmodeus (Kinktober day 25)

Wax play - Mammon (Kinktober day 26)

Stuck in Wall - Leviathan (Kinktober day 27)

Facesitting - Beelzebub (Kinktober day 28)

Dacryphilia - Belphegor (Kinktober day 29)

Hate Sex - Lucifer (Kinktober day 30)

Praise kink - My faves (Kinktober day 31)

[kitchenisking]

Guys here's an extra one just cuz ❤️

Kinktober 2021: Tattoo by Jokers_Wild - (Rating: Explicit, Words: 5,689, sterek)

Stiles has been pulling out all the stops to keep his secret from Derek, just long enough at least for his human body to heal enough for what he has planned. Derek is surprised by the human's motives and declaration towards their relationship, the wolf can only do one thing after that...Claim him.

Like this Forever by EvanesDust, Winchesterek - (Rating: Explicit, Words: 96,956, sterek)

“What the hell is a Stiles?”

“That would be me,” came a voice from close by. A guy, Stiles, walked up to them. He was almost as tall as Derek, with a smile on his face, his hair a little mused but at a professional length with moles freckled across his skin. Stiles was broad-shoulder and slimmer at the waist, dressed in casual clothing with a bag slung over his shoulder. He held a to-go cup holder in one hand.

“It’s a nickname,” Stiles continued. “And I got your coffee on my way in since I was stopping by anyway.” He took a cup out of the holder and held it out to Derek.

Derek stood frozen for a moment before taking the cup. It smelled like his normal order from Starbucks, a white chocolate mocha. Though it was overpowered by the scent of something woody and fresh, and also…motor oil? It was the oddest combination but also weirdly calming since it reminded him of home and the preserve.

***

Or the one where Stiles is Derek's personal assistant at Hale Incorporated, and they fall in love.

Only Fools Do What I Do by CharWright5 - (Rating: Explicit, Words: 110,423, sterek)

It had seemed like a simple plan, a way for everyone to get what they want: pretend to be Bond-Mates so Derek could get the teaching job he wanted, while Stiles didn't have to face living with a total stranger at college and have it be known that he was suffering from night-terrors. Only things weren't that simple. Because they were Mates, a fact Derek was hiding due to Stiles' determination not to have one and his need for independence, as well as his Alpha-aimed anger at his lack of freedom. But the longer they live together, the more Derek finds himself falling for the Omega, and the harder it is for the Alpha to resist the alluring scent of his Mate.

You're everything a big bad wolf could want by TheBeastsWrite (orphan_account) - (Rating: Explicit, Words: 1,812, sterek)

Stiles is dressed as little red to help isaac make scott jealous but it makes his mate derek jealous ad outdoor claiming sex persues don't judge me.

Enticing by DevilOfWire - (Rating: Explicit, Words: 3,034, sterek)

Stiles is just doing what most young men do on their beds alone at night when he realizes his innocent moans brought a certain monster into his room, one who’s more than happy to call him out as the slut that he is.

What I Want by zynnser - (Rating: Explicit, Words: 15,079, sterek)

It’s not his best comeback ever, but in his defense, most of his brainpower is going towards thinking about exactly what it is Stiles has been practicing with. For months. 

Or the one where Stiles wants to ride Derek's alpha form but has trouble asking for what he wants.

Mama Please by Parkkrys - (Rating: Mature, Words: 20,699, sterek)

Claudia gave up hunting to marry Noah and so far no regrets. Yes, it irks her that Noah is friends with the Hales, but she had been able to put it to the side. 

Now after having twins, she struggles with watching lil Stiles and Derek grow closer, and now at the age of eighteen Derek reveals that Stiles is his mate. Something in her snaps and she leaves to the Argents for help. She wasn't expecting her lil boy to be a spark though.

Now years later, she knows her baby boy is married to Derek and she is determined to set him free no matter the cause.

Down the Rabbit Hole by orphan_account - (Rating: G, Words: 3,953, sterek)

His hind paw catches on a rock and he goes down, crashing onto his stomach, the wind abruptly forced from his lungs. He tries to scramble to his feet – paws, whatever – but he can already sense a large figure hovering over him, trapping him in. He makes a break for it anyway, though, desperately trying to escape, but a large muzzle with rows of sharp teeth is already descending on him and –

– and Derek Hale is going to eat him to death. And not even in a sexy way. Then Derek finally will become a murderer, and his dad will have to identify his body by scraping bits of his rabbit intestines off of Derek’s wolf-y canines.

All because he didn’t warn his werewolf friends off from their usual late night hunts, because then he’d have to admit that he’s a fucking wererabbit.

I'm the ghost of my mistakes by GreyHaven - (Rating: Explicit, Words: 29,696, sterek)

Stiles hasn't been known as Stiles for the past six years. He's Mitch Rapp, a CIA assassin with 117 kills under his belt. When he gets a late night call from Scott, saying Derek has been taken, he's on the road back to Beacon Hills in less than ten minutes. He's going to get Derek back, even if that means adding a few more kills to his ledger.

An American Assassin/Teen Wolf fusion. Rated E for violence which is canon typical for AA but might be considered extreme for TW. If you're familiar with the plot of AA, please be assured that no female or beloved TW characters have been fridged in the making of this fic and pairing.

Magic Matters by alikatastic - (Rating: Explicit, Words: 20,314, sterek)

Stiles wouldn’t say that he had moved on from the pack, but he had not spoken to any of them in years. After the Ghost Riders, Stiles never found his place in the pack. After a few years and a dozen more fights, Stiles decided to blaze his own path. He made a name for himself as a magical fixer. Every week, he received thousands of emails requesting his help, so he didn’t know why he decided to aid a coven in South America to create a treaty with some hunters in the area. He knew there was a chance he would run into Derek, so it didn’t really surprise him that he did. He was surprised, though, when the magical bond flared up between them, seemingly aided by the magic of the coven, but what really surprised him was Derek’s lack of reaction

[chiwhorei]

Don’t get mad. Get even.

Miguel O’Hara is your older brother’s roommate. He’s fucked every girl on campus, including all of your friends.

My first long-fic in a good while. Cheesy, sappy, and an ode to the movies that made me (90s/00s rom-coms, my beloved.) This will be my prelude to a possible Kinktober- first try back since 2021. I hope you’ll allow me to bring you into the world I have been living in recently. Miguel O’Hara is your older brother’s roommate. He’s fucked every girl on campus, including all of your friends.

Miguel x fem!reader, frenemies(-ish) to lovers, 18+, explicit descriptions of sex, alcohol, and drug use. Ao3 Link

Track 1 - Playing House

Track 2 - Coming soon

Updates and asks will be tagged under Miggy must die. See u soon. Xoxo, Chiwhorei

[soongtypehuman]

Boo-hoo update

I’m sorry to say I have an update I was hoping to not ever have to make. Some of you already know that I have some serious health issues, but I've been pretty quiet about the extent of what I'm dealing with.

The gist of it is that I have a rare bone disease called fibrous dysplasia that turned certain bones in my skull into tumors and then those tumors grew inward and started crushing my brain, so I had a craniotomy last year to remove as much as was safe and got a cool new titanium implant in my head to replace the removed bone/tumor. The unfortunate result was encephalomalacia, which is the end stage of liquifying necrosis, and now part of my brain is liquid instead of solid (it’s dead, in a nutshell). Most people don’t survive encephalomalacia, much less remain able to function, and most who survive the initial stage don’t survive the three year mark. Even when you do survive it, it often continues spreading. The last MRI showed it had already taken over about 1/3 of my brain. But I’m a stubborn asshole and am still hanging on.

Unfortunately, things aren’t getting better.

I have to have constant MRIs, EEGs, physical and cognitive therapies, and have been on more meds than I’d like to be in order to control seizures and various cognitive issues. I didn’t mention this before, but I had to go through a series of speech therapies just to learn to talk properly again. And the most unfortunate part of this is that my ability to write has been affected. Since the surgery over a year ago, I’ve only made 10 new posts in the Positronic Rivalry series, totaling around 87k words. For reference, I posted over 200k words in 2022. I’ve posted even less this year, and it’s not improving.

With that said, I have to take a step back. I’m not quitting and I’m not walking away from the fandom. I’d like to think I’ll still be able to post here and there. I just don’t know when and under what circumstances that will happen. I most certainly can’t handle the longer multi-chapter fics I once could. Maybe one day, but not this day. Since I started posting on AO3 back at the end of 2021, I’ve posted every Sunday more often than not. I’m sorry to say I can’t make that happen right now, and can’t say when I’ll post again or what it will be. I won't be able to continue with season 4.

But I’m most definitely not leaving the fandom and the people and the characters I love so much. I’ll still be here interacting and posting when I’m able. This fandom and the people in it are incredible and mean a lot to me. Data and Lore and Star Trek in general are integral to my life and general enjoyment.

But!! I’ve nearly completed compiling seasons 1-3 of Positronic Rivalry as well as 2022/23 Kinktobers into files that will be ready to print in physical book format (completely free, obviously), which I’ll make available for everyone to download in various print sizes, complete with covers, which you can then have printed at various POD sites if you’re so inclined. Digital versions will also be available (you can already download various formats from AO3, but they’re not compiled into seasons, don’t have covers, etc.).

I’m also continuing with the Trek-themed crossword puzzles because those are fun and my therapist thinks making them is good for my cognitive rehab.

This update is a massive bummer for me, but I felt it was better to just admit my limitations instead of constantly trying to convince myself that I could continue the way I had been pre-surgery and beating myself up when I couldn’t.

Lastly, I’ve finally taken the suggestion I’ve gotten repeatedly and set up a KoFi. If you’d like to buy me a coffee or toss a coin to your android porn witcher, you can do so right here and I’d be giggling and kicking my feet in gratitude.

Anyhow, I want to thank all of you for being amazing and coming along on this ride with me for as long as you have, and for as long as it might continue in whatever form it takes.

[epicbuddieficrecs]

Weekly Recap | January 8th-14th 2024

TWO MONTHS UNTIL SEASON 7!!!

I'm sorry it's late and I'm sorry if I missed anyone but my ao3 history was sortof a mess 😩 I think maybe some userscript I downloaded is fucking up my history. oh well. (or else someone has hacked my ao3 account and has been reading House M.D. fanfic?!?!? (how the fuck did I even get in my history, I don't even remember searching for anything that had House fics in the results wtf))

Complete

Followed By Ghosts by itsanapothecary (Canon Divergent, S1-S2 | 21K | Teen): Instead of hiding the truth about Daniel from their children, Margaret and Philip memorialize their lost son in every one of their remaining children's accomplishments. Growing up, neither Maddie nor Buck felt like they could escape the shadow of their brother. When Buck finds the 118, he gets a chance to be his own person, although the looming attention from his parents and weight of expectations threatens to jeopardize what he's built in Los Angeles.

no harm, no foul by callmenewbie/ @callmenewbie (Getting Together | 5K | Mature): Eddie knows how Buck feels. Buck knows how Eddie feels. So why is Eddie giving him the cold shoulder instead of talking about it?

what to do when evan buckley breaks into your house at 3:17 in the morning by oklahoma/ @malewifediaz (Love Confessions | 3K | Teen): After a night out drinking with Maddie, Buck (kind of) breaks in to Eddie’s house.

Wait For It by oliviacirce (PWP, Post-S6E6: Cursed | 8K | Explicit): Buck kind of liked not jerking off.

in a fix by rainbow_nerds/ @rainbow-nerdss (Getting Together, PWP | 4K | Explicit): Buck gets himself into a bit of a sticky situation, and Eddie helps him out.

we were lucky once (could be lucky again) by hattalove/ @hattalove (Post-Break Up | 1K | Teen): which they're not together anymore, but they can't sleep apart.

Mark Me Like a Bloodstain (Burning Red) by sirencalls/ @usersiren (Vampire Eddie, Post-S4, PWP | 3K | Explicit): “Eddie, you’re freezing,” Buck says, worry creeping into his tone. “Eddie, we need to get you to the hospital—” “No.” His voice is echoey and strange, definitively not human, and he picks up on the way Buck’s pulse quickens. Fuck, he’s scaring Buck. The human part of him is ashamed, guilty for making Buck ever be afraid of him. The vampire part of him is delighted, is even more wanting because of it, and that’s why he calls himself a monster.

Kinktober 2021 series by sirencalls/ @usersiren (PWP | 31 works | 68K | Explicit)

all that is you makes up all that is me by soyxunxperdedor/ @messyhairdiaz (Post-S6E11 | 1K | General): “I was just checking if you’re ready…” Eddie says faintly, trailing off as his eyes track the path of the lightning seared across Buck’s skin. -or- In the aftermath of a lightning strike, Buck and Eddie have a conversation.

Long Overdue by mansikka (PWP | 3K | Mature): Eddie realizes his feelings for Buck are more than platonic; what's he supposed to do now?

kiss me, kiss me (i don't know if i can let you go) by ipretendtobesane/ @useramor (Getting Together, Accidental Kissing | 10K | General): If anyone ever asks- they were both drunk. Eddie knows they weren’t, he and Buck don’t like to drink during the week, regardless of whether or not they work the next day. If they are working, they don’t want to be out of it on the job, and if they’re not they don’t want to be out of it when Christopher wakes up the next morning at 7:00am with more energy than either of them can handle. But there’s not really a good explanation otherwise. No other way to explain why, as Buck was walking out the door, Eddie leaned in and gave him a soft kiss goodnight.

til there was you by woodchoc_magnum/ @woodchoc-magnum (Hurt Buck, Married Buddie | 16K | Mature): In which Buck's appendix tries to kill him in the middle of a busy shift, and Eddie has to stage a dramatic rescue.

spread a little christmas cheer by soyxunxperdedor/ @messyhairdiaz (Post-S3E10: Christmas Spirit, PWP | 1K | Explicit): Eddie has a realization at the Christmas party and goes the wrong way with it.

do you love me? all you gotta do is say yes by fleetinghearts/ @shitouttabuck (Friends to Fiances, Crack | 3K | Teen): “It’s always pretty fun to see a former fuckboy from your grad school era bootycall list all domestic and settled down.” or, two boy best friends and an ex lover walk into a grocery store. everyone is on their normalest behaviour.

🔥 Echoes of Your Name by sirencalls/ @usersiren (Canon Divergence, PWP, Sex Worker Buck | 9K | Explicit): Of course he’s immediately wary of it. Porn videos have never worked for Eddie, so why would the audio version of them be any different? It’s the same strangers faking the same moans and whines as the other actors, just without a pretty face to go with it. Eddie thinks it’ll almost be less effective—seeing every tiny reaction that someone has to what you’re doing to them is part of the fun—so he doesn’t have high expectations. He doesn’t expect it to work.

marry me, eddie diaz by elisela/ @elisela (Marriage Proposal | 1K | General): There’s a long silence, and then, “you do that a lot,” Eddie says, looking over at him strangely. “I do what a lot?” “Ask me to marry you,” Eddie says. “I know it’s just a joke, but I feel like—” he stops and shakes his head, bringing his hand up to rub the back of his neck.

sit present in the darkness by elisela (Post-Shooting, Established Buddie | 4K | General): In the midst of stories about their jobs, catching up on what the kids have said, and making endless fun of each other, Eddie’s sitting at his seat with his phone face down on the table in front of him. Occasionally it will buzz and he’ll look around the table, pick it up when he thinks no one is watching. He types something quickly, looks over his shoulder at the kid’s table—where Buck has been since the food was brought to them—and puts it down again. Face down. Karen knows this game. She’s played it before, almost lost.

WIP

🔥 Precious & Fragile Things by Daisies_and_Briars/ @cal-daisies-and-briars (Small Miracles AU, Angel Buck | 13/? | 31K | Teen): Buck is the Fallen Angel of Petty Temptation, who has been tasked with tempting human Eddie Diaz to sin and enjoy life, but just a little. He thinks the job will be easy - get in, get out, go back to Peru to continue messing around with eternity. But when Buck arrives in Los Angeles, he finds Eddie is harder to tempt than expected, and more compelling than Buck had hoped.

🔥 and if i bleed (you'll be the last to know) by diazchristopher/ @captain-hen (Canon Divergent Season 6, Friends with Benefits | 2/18 | 9K | Explicit): or, an alternate look at season 6 where buck and eddie have been casually sleeping together since before the beginning of the season. somehow, this changes both everything and nothing at all.

🔥 Things We're All Too Young to Know by @cal-daisies-and-briars (Canon, S1 through S6 | 106/? | 290K | Mature): This is a love story. Even if it doesn’t always look like it. Even if it doesn’t always feel like it. A look back on Eddie and Buck's lives up to now, and what led them to each other, interpreted from the current 9-1-1 canon.

Innocence died screaming, honey, ask me I should know by JJK/ @trenchcoatsandtimetravel (Demon Buck, Canon Divergent | 9/? | 15K | Teen): Buck is a demon with the power to help with pregnancy, childbirth, and infant health. When the Buckleys make a deal asking for someone to help 'save their baby', Buck leaps at the chance as it will give him what he's always wanted: a life on earth. But demon deals are tricky and neither of them gets quite what they're after. This is Buck's journey as he navigates growing up on earth and remembering how to help those in need.

🔥 for all the haunts and homes of men by euadnes/ @kananjarus (Canon Divergent, Post-Apocalyptic, Station Eleven Crossover | WIP | 12/? | 105K | Mature | Warning: Violence): The year by the old calendar is 2025. Home is gone. Home is a failed rescue mission and an echo of a memory. Home is a lost boy living in a wooden house by the sea. But first, there was a promise. Christopher, when it's safe, I'll take you back to your father. Buck had all but given up on keeping it after the world had died and everyone in it. But just as some oaths refuse to be forgotten, so the same can be said about the endurance of love.

🔥 Right Where You Left Me by hyacinthusbloom/ @thebloomingheather (Canon Divergent, Post-S4, Angst | 21/? | 106K | Explicit | ❗️Warning: Rape/Non-con): "Therapy?" Eddie suggests. Buck almost laughs, but instead says, "I'll go if you go." Because he had fully expected him to be chicken shit, to disagree, and instead Eddie, the bastard, replies, "Deal." Or Buck never tells anyone that he slept with his therapist and deals with the butterfly effect years later.

🔥 a foundation of trust and love we cannot see by lemonzestywrites/ @lemonzestywrites (FWB, BDSM, Sub Eddie, Dom Buck | 2/17 | 24K | Explicit): “It’s like I want to explore it and dive into it, but it’s not exactly like I’m seeing someone to try this all out with,” he explains, doing his best to keep down the annoyed huff that threatens to escape him at every other word. Buck nods to himself before steadily going silent. For a minute, Eddie thinks that this is the end of their conversation. “I can show you if you’d like.” Eddie nearly chokes on his beer.

Love Ends. by rowan_wood (Exes to Lovers | 5/17 | 7K | Explicit): But what if it doesn't?

Re-read

🔥 Relationship Advice from Complete Strangers Online by HMSLusitania/ @hmslusitania (Getting Together | 4K | Teen): When he gets home for the night, Buck turns to the one source of information that’s never let him down: the internet. But where does one go for relationship advice from complete strangers online? Which is how, ten minutes later, he finds himself on Reddit with a shiny new account and username. It takes him a while after that to craft his question for r/Relationships, but he thinks he’s got it pretty accurately conveyed before he hits post.

🔥 You Could Be The One I Keep by browney3dgirl6/ @hoodie-buck (Didn't Know They Were Dating | 6K | Teen): Eddie finally get's up the nerve to ask Buck out, his best friend accepting much easier than Eddie ever dreamed. Things are better than ever between them, the two of them becoming even closer, going out on several dates—only problem? Buck has no idea they're dating, like not even the slightest clue.

[holylulusworld]

Kinktober vs Flufftober 2023

Like in 2019, 2020, 2021 & 2022, I will post a kinky, fluffy, angsty or scary one-shot from October 1st till October 31st, 2023.

Please consider none of the stories are available until the set release date. Titles may change (all titles are working titles until the release date.). The release date may change at any time.

ANGST/SMUT/FLUFF

October 1st: Forbidden Lust (2) sequel to Forbidden Lust

Pairing: Stepdad!Bucky Barnes x fem!Reader

Kink: Homewrecker kink

Requested by: @jayyyyyyy-stuff

October 2nd: Rekindle

Pairing: Chubby!Thor Odinson x Exgirlfriend!Reader

Trope: Reunion

October 3rd: Very tight places sequel to Cramped & Tight places

Pairing: Soulless!Sam x fem!Reader

Kink: Claustrophilia

October 4th: Footloose

Pairing: Loki Laufeyson x fem!Reader

Trope: Enemies to lovers

October 5th: Serve your Soldier

Pairing: Soldier Boy x fem!Reader

Kink: Collars

October 6th: Falling leaves

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader

Trope: Sunny vs grumpy

October 7th: Blaze of glory

Pairing: Dean Winchester x fem!Reader

Kink: Glad-to-Be-Alive Sex/Victory sex

October 8th: Two Bikes (1)

Pairing: Jax Teller x fem!Reader; Biker!Bucky Barnes x fem!Reader

Trope: Angst

October 9th: Golden Retriever

Pairing: Jake Jensen x Reader

Kink: Crops / Spanking

Idea by: anon

October 10th: One autumn night

Pairing: Alpha!Dean Winchester x Omega!Reader

Trope: a/b/o

Idea by: anon

October 11th: I'm the best

Pairing: Tony Stark x Reader

Kink: Breeding kink

Idea by: anon

October 12th: Breathless sequel to Take my breath away

Pairing: CEO!Bucky Barnes x fem!Reader

Trope: Secret crush

October 13th: One Summer night

Pairing: Cultleader!Thor Odinson

Kink: Sex Cult

October 14th: Snuggle time

Pairing: Lee Bodecker x Plussized!Reader

Trope: Cuddling & snuggling

Idea by: anon

October 15th: The cabin in the woods

Pairing: Winter Soldier x fem!Reader

Kink/Trope: Choking

October 16th: Not in my car

Pairing: Sam Winchester x fem!Reader

Trope: Love confessions

Requested by: @dawn-petrichor-world

October 17th: Backpack

Pairing: Jax Teller x fem!Reader

Kink: Thigh riding

Idea by: @dawn-petrichor-world

October 18th: Sex you up

Pairing: Henry Cavill x Chubby!Reader

Kink: Size kink

Idea by: @sultryfandoms

October 19th: Fulfilment

Pairing: Dean Winchester x fem!Reader

Trope: Pregnancy

Idea by: @elle14-blog1

October 20th: Triad (1)

Pairing: Omega!Stucky x Alpha!Reader

Kink: Dom / Sub

Idea by: anon

October 21st: Autumnal love

Pairing: Thor Odinson x fem!Reader

Trope: Carving pumpkins

Idea by: anon

October 22nd: Unwanted Mate (Bucky's version)

Pairing: Alpha!Stucky x Omega!Reader

Kink: Threesome

October 23rd: Rescue you

Pairing: Jax Teller x fem!Reader

Trope: Rescue romance

Idea by: @dawn-petrichor-world

October 24th: Right there

Pairing: Soldier Boy x Reader

Kink: Pegging

Idea by: @flory-alexandra

October 25th: Deepest love

Pairing: Dean Winchester x fem!Reader

Trope: Friends to lovers

Idea by: @elle14-blog1

October 26th: Demon knife

Pairing: Dean Winchester x fem!Reader

Trope: Friends to enemies

October 27th: Sunrise sequel to Beyond the soldier & After the eclipse

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x fem!Reader

Kink/Trope: Quirofilia/Nursed Back to Health

Requested by: @clarinette07

October 28th: Naughty School Adventures (1)

Pairing: Janitor!Sam Winchester x Teacher!Reader x Gymteacher!Dean Winchester

Kink: Cucking

Idea by: @moosekateer13

October 29th: Unwanted Mate (Steve's version)

Pairing: Alpha!Steve x Omega!Reader

Trope: Unrequited feelings

October 30th: Taped on video

Pairing: J3 x fem!Reader

Kink: BDSM

Requested by @moosekateer13

Halloween Specials: ANGST/SMUT/HORROR

October 31st: The past always catches up

Pairing: Winter Soldier x former Hydra!(fem) Reader

Trope: Villain Reader

October 31st: Dreams of sharp teeth

Pairing: Werewolf!Walter Marshall x fem!Reader x Werewolf!August Walker

Trope: Monster AU

Find all other Bingos and Special Events here: Special Events

[truly-morgan]

[Kinktober 2021: Free Use (18+)]

Yunmeng Jiang Disciples / Jiang Cheng| Mo Dao Zu Shi 14-10-2021

Day 14: [Free Use] / S̷t̷o̷c̷k̷i̷n̷g / B̷l̷o̷o̷d̷ ̷P̷l̷a̷y

Jiang Cheng is really close to his sect members and no one understands how he does it. Little do they know how much Jiang Cheng loves his disciple and how this love is returned.

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Many didn't understand how come sect leader jiang, who was rather severe and unfriendly, had disciples this loyal to him. Some were simply gossiping and talking of them simply being too scared to say or do anything out of line.

The yunmeng Jiang disciples wanted to shut down anyone who was spreading such a narrative but were always stopped by jc. He knew it would do nothing. 

He knew what his sect meant to him and what he meant to them and this was the important part. It had been hard for jc to trust all these new people when he was a new sect leader and felt like everyone and everything was against him. They had walked a great way from there.

Maybe his needing dual cultivation to help with his golden core helped, where he showed a more vulnerable side of himself.

At first, it was only his second and third in command. They were one of the first when jc started building back Lotus Pier, they had been there throughout all of the Sunshot campaigns, they had been there for the fall of the YLL. He had come to trust them with his problem.

But slowly he started opening up more to his other disciple, especially when everyone showed genuine intent of helping and caring about him. Sure, some unsatisfied fool went away, but the most patient one stayed and gained jc trust and love.

Soon he was helped by everyone with his dual cultivation, every disciple taking good care of him and showering him with all their love and devotion. If no one else would give that to jc then they would do it.

At first, it was only when problems would flair up, accepted the help of whoever was closer (they had an order list at first so everyone could get their chances). Then it became prevention when he would overuse his golden core a bit too much.

Slowly they all became more intimate and affectionate with him even when it was not about dual cultivation. A stolen kiss here, someone gently combing his hair, holding his hand, kissing his temple when bringing him new scrolls, hugging him tightly after an especially stressful day. All little ways to show their love for jc.

Then it turned into their precious sect leader being free to us by everyone everywhere in lotus pier. Jc grew used to it, loving the feeling of drowning in their love and in the pleasure.

When they were away they needed to keep their image, but once behind closed doors, it was free Jiang Cheng for whoever had accompanied him.

At times it was letting their leader cockwarm them as he did paperwork. Groping him after training. Fucking him silly after a stressful meeting with other sect leaders. Teasing him at dinner. Fucking him in the river. Letting him suck you off as a reward.

They particularly loved to please him in the throne room, everyone showing how loved jc was, and how loyal they were to him. He would always end up feeling fuzzy, warm and pleasantly limp.

Having their sect leader moaning under their ministration has a group of them were touching all the little parts of him they knew and remembered would cause him to make such pleasant noises.

Having him exposed to them all on the pretty throne, leg spread wide for anyone to slide in between and take over when someone was done.

As long as the man didn’t give the word needed to not be touched because he didn’t feel like it, everyone was free to do anything.

The only excluded zone was the sect leader's own room. Only his SIC and TIC could join him in there. Some were jealous and also wanted that privilege, but most understood. Despite jc trying not to show any favouritism for anyone, they knew that them having been by jc side since the very start had something more than most of them, especially the newer ones. 

No one really knew what they were doing behind closed doors, sometime those in patrol could hear if they were close enough, but that’s it.

But sometimes jc simply needed to be fuck gently, kissed softly, have sweet nothing being whispered to him, simply be held close to someone and sometimes even just lie there. Sometimes everything was simply too much and he needed specific people to make him feel better.

But all of this is why everyone in the sect would be ready to die for jc, ready to do anything to make their sect leader even a bit happier and less stressed.

Other cultivators didn’t understand, but it was alright, everyone in Lotus Pier knew why they loved and cherished their leader so much, because he cherished and loved every one of them too.

Original - AO3

[suzy-queued]

Rare and unusual tropes/AUs either or game!

Highlight the one you’d like to read or write in bold. Thanks for the tag, @callivich @energievie As a bonus, I've added some recs for stories and art in these under-served genres!

demon au or shapeshifter au My Heart Belongs To You by @sweetbee78 clones or bodyswap Kinktober 2021, day 13 [NSFW] by @psychicskulldamage medieval au or edwardian au My Sanctuary by @depressedstressedlemonzest steampunk au or cyberpunk au More than meets the eyes by @gembu-tortuesouscafeine [cyberpunk] gothic horror au or monster au Oceans of Time by @thevioletjones arranged marriage or rebound romance get the feeling (don't fight it) by @sam-loves-seb reincarnation or immortality Night Life by devovitsuasartes circus au or theatre au I Will Find You Through Time by Bebisue body sharing or telepathy In My Head by RewriteTheStars4 regency au or western au At Liberty by @callivich dreams or psychic visions weaver of fate (to your will i won't fold) by Ravenheart farm au or spaceship au Running against the wind by KeepGoing meeting for the first time later in life or reconnecting later in life The Road Not Taken by mishervellous [reconnecting story] gods au or superheroes au The Guardians by @andthatisnotfake [not quite gods but close!] epistolary or crossover Mickey + Ian's Bullshit Journal by GrandSelfMythology pirate au or spies au Slick back My Hair (You know the Devil's in There) by @wehangout [hitmen, but it's close to being spies!]