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Pac's back from Purgatory 2 and he's got some fofoca he needs to share with Fit. But he hasn't seen his pup in a while, so he decides to share fofoca with him a little differently than normal.
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Quackity has spent the last few years losing all his friends and all contact to his family to stay with his boyfriend Jay, only for that relationship to turn abusive. After finally saving enough supplies to leave, he drives away one night while Jay is out and unaware. He drives with no plan on where he's going, just knowing that he needs to get as far away from Jay as he possibly can. His car breaks down in the middle of nowhere, and Quackity leaves to find someone who can help him. What he finds is a house with three strange men who seem very interested in helping him out. Quackity can tell they're hiding something, but he's faced with an even worse problem when Jay shows up at the door.
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Cellbit rubbed his cheek against Roier’s chest and sighed contentedly. The alcohol from earlier buzzed in the back of his head, keeping him fuzzy, keeping him warm. He propped his chin up on his chest, smiling sleepily up at him. Somewhere to his left, someone moaned loudly. Right after, Cellbit heard a hushed whisper, something loud enough to filter through the wall, but nothing he could really parse. Another moan, louder this time, but then his attention drifted back to Roier.
The French really knew how to throw a party. They invited the entire server for drinks and fun, among other things. He didn’t really know who first started the orgy, but it went from them chatting to Bad yanking Forever close before pinning him to the ground in the center of the room. Cellbit had started to turn his head to give them privacy, but Roier pulled him into his lap and forced his head to stay still, to keep watching the scene play out before him.
Kink: Audience
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- Part 5 of Kinktober 2023
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Cellbit can never shake the memory of Cucurucho teleporting him into the tunnel just to kill him. It haunts him, even in his dreams. Tonight, he sees that bear again, ever smiling, ever forced to grin and exude friendliness to all it encounters. He feels the chainsaw cut into him, and even when he wakes, he can feel pain searing in his brain, and he tastes his own lifeblood on his teeth.
He has a horrifying realization in his bed when he wakes: he's hard.
Kink: Blood
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- Part 4 of Kinktober 2023
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Phil and Fit have history together, and the two of them can tell when the other needs to get out of their head for a bit. Phil isn't a sadist in his head, but he does enjoy helping Fit out when he needs it. So when Phil sees Fit's getting exhausted and weary, he takes him back to his base to help bring him back from the precipice.
Kink: Impact Play
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- Part 3 of Kinktober 2023
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All Etoiles has ever wanted to be is his king's sword, but he serves some of his king's other whims, and he wonders if there is something more between them.
Kink: Dehumanization
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- Part 2 of Kinktober 2023
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Cellbit has a date with Roier later and he wants to look his best for his husband. He decides to wear a corset for the evening, but full-torso corsets are a bit difficult to get into by yourself. Thankfully, Forever has agreed to lend his help.
Kink: Corset
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- Part 1 of Kinktober 2023
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Dream first learned how to hide his wings before he learned how much dying hurt. Like all young phoenixes, he burned bright and hot, devouring several of his lives before he learned control. He lasted longer after that, but he still felt like a wildfire spreading across a field of dry grass. He knew the myths and the stories. He knew the colors of his feathers, of the ones he had seen. They were always fire-orange, maybe red, maybe even yellow.
The first time he saw someone like him, but with colors that extended even past that, it was long before L’Manburg first waved its flag. His server, the home he knew with his friends that he built with his own hands, brought in people of all kinds. He had traveled far, just to see how far the world extended, when he found a simple house in the woods. From it, a path had been carved into the dirt. It looked almost natural, but with a touch that was just off. Like the world, but just to the left. Dream followed the path over a hill, then saw at the bottom, a man with wings.
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When Sapnap came up, the first time, it was slow. Groggy. His head was still fuzzy and there was a mantra of slurred thoughts that still graced his tongue. He made a confused noise in the vague direction of where he thought Karl was. Something was repeated back to him, but his head was still waking up. That, and he was still nonverbal.
Hands came to his face, guiding his attention up and he felt like slipping back under. That was, until something pinged wrong in his spine. The first noise of understanding out of his mouth was a groan. There was a huff of breath that tickled his face, a touch of fondness to the sound.
"Yeah, you're done," Karl whispered, breathless and so incredibly fond.
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“I’ll make one more deal with you, Dream. And I know this is something you want. Something you want so desperately.” Dream waited. He waited for what Quackity had in store. He waited to know what deal Quackity was going to offer now. The only thing he wanted, wanted most in the world, was—
“Give me the book and I’ll let you go.”
Dream’s gaze flicked up at him, studying his face. If he did this, there would be no turning back. There was also the possibility Quackity was tricking him. Was that a risk he was willing to bet his life on?
"Deal."
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- Part 1 of These are the Ways We Heal
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After his kingdom was absorbed into the Antarctic Empire, Dream became Technoblade's slave. This fic contains one-shots exploring the AU, with a focus on smut. There is an overarching plot as well. Tags will be updated as chapters are added.
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Technoblade briefly considers the man before him and what knowing him means.
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"Hey," he calls softly. His tail flicks idly. His ears twist towards Phil and Wilbur. They've stopped their playing to watch. The intensity of their gazes almost makes him go for his knife. But no, no. They're safe here. They're safe.
Techno's gaze turns towards him. He rolls his hips, slicking his cock up in the wetness dripping from Dream's slit. His legs are starting to ache. He rubs his thumb over Techno's cheek as he hums, waiting for Dream to continue.
His voice is soft when he says, "You can be gentle with me tonight, if you want to."
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His steps echo against the blackstone as he descends further. Tommy and Tubbo behind him fade from laughter to eerie silence. They ask, "What’s going on?', but he doesn't answer. They demand, "Punz, what's going on?" They cry, they whine, they whimper like scared dogs and it hits him. Four steps before the bottom, it hits him what they've done.
"We killed Dream!" they said, shouting and laughing and Punz sees the blood. He sees the gore lining their blades. He smells the acid in the air of too many potions, too much fear, too many grapples eaten in one sitting. Mining fatigue wears off them and he knows what they've done.
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“Long time, no see,” the demon continued, kicking a foot out. Pix watched the demon’s heel crack back into the sandstone. He swallowed his anger as he met Xornoth’s gaze again.
“I would ask ‘to what do I owe the pleasure to’ of your visit,” Pixlriffs started smoothly, unimpressed with the demon’s very presence in his lands. “But you and I both know there’s no pleasure here.”
“I did come here for another reason,” Xornoth said, his voice echoing around them. A long, tar-black tongue flicked around his teeth; Pix’s eyes were drawn to the movement. The tongue teased out past his lips, the fork of it becoming clear the longer Pix looked at it. Suddenly, a clawed hand cupped his cheek and Pix froze. His eyes widened as he realized he had started to lean forward to get a closer look, inexplicably bringing himself closer to the demon. Xornoth’s chuckle rumbled out of him, and that almost-tender gesture trailed needle-sharp claws down his cheek. They teased the vulnerable length of his throat, until they came to rest under his chin, tilting his head up so all he could look at was Xornoth’s eyes.
“Looks like you might already be interested in it too,” Xornoth chuckled darkly.
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- Part 2 of Kinktober/Fic Fest 2022
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Pixlriffs stood in awe of such a massive building, stood in awe of the lingering colors and the mosaics cracked across the surface front. The archeologist wasn't there for glory or fame or treasure. The god had given this place life, it had allowed the land to be fertile enough to allow people to live and grow and thrive here once. And in thanks, the people gave the god their bodies so it could continue to provide for them. It didn't matter if Pix wasn't a follower; he'd shown the temple proper respect, and he’d offered his thanks to it.
It was only natural for the temple to take his thanks in the only way it knew how.
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- Part 1 of Kinktober/Fic Fest 2022
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Gifts made by your own royal hands, however, are not to be given to those you are not committed to. The time that is required to make a gift by hand takes away from your kingdom. Gifting something made by your own hands tells the courtee that they are worth more than your kingdom. Do not take this lightly.
Dream wanted to prove to Philza that he was good enough for the gifts given to him. He needed to prove to Philza that he was worth enough so he’d know all this effort wasn’t wasted. A gift made from his hands didn’t take time from the kingdom. He wasn’t a king. But he had meant it all the same. There was nothing that he could buy from a shop that spoke the volumes of Dream’s feelings.
Suddenly, nothing mattered more in the world to him than to make sure Philza understood that.
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Dream groaned below his hands, a soft, breathless sound. Phil lifted his hands away from the feathers, waiting for him to settle down. Dream’s were an absolute mess. The kid learned how to hide them long before he learned how to take care of them. Phil almost remembered how it was, when he was that young.
"Please…" The moan was soft, unmistakable.
“Please what?” he asked before sucking a dark mark on Dream’s throat. He felt Dream swallow and he traced a line of kisses up along his pulse. “Come on, Dream. Use your words for daddy."
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The first night he sees Dream’s face it’s special. To him, at least. He’s seen Dream’s face before, of course. Seen him in the throes of heat where his beauty nearly matched Wilbur’s. It was a sight that played often behind Techno’s eyes when he drifted off to sleep. Dream’s head thrown back, mid-orgasm, all of him on display for all to see. It was a vulnerability that Dream never showed to anyone else.
For all he knew, only Wilbur had ever seen Dream like that before. No wonder Wilbur tried to hide it like a closely guarded treasure.
But even in his memory, Technoblade can’t see Dream’s face. It blurs where the memory should be clear. He made sure he wouldn’t remember it; Dream still didn’t like to show his face to them. So, the first time he sees it, the first time it’s truly, truly shown to him, his breath catches in his throat.
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His ears pricked, his tail just barely twitching, and his footsteps silent and careful as he tucked himself into an alcove, Wilbur leaned around the corner and took in the scene before him.
Technoblade stood in the hallway with his back to the rest of the party, his broad figure like a shield. He didn’t see Wilbur. He couldn’t; not from this angle. Tension lined Technoblade’s frame, but before Wilbur could finish wondering if he needed to get someone to break them apart, Phil came into view and–oh.Philza’s mouth parted slightly, his eyes closed. Technoblade’s hands held his face, their touch gentle and careful like he was handling glass.
“You don’t need to go back in there,” Technoblade whispered. “You don’t need to go and be available for random people.” Disgust crawled into Wilbur’s stomach at the words, at the way Technoblade said ‘available’ like it was shit he found caught on his boot. Had someone been propositioning Phil? Had someone tried to force him into coming back to their bedroom?