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He pulls back to stare up at him, his creation, his life’s work come to fruition, and watches in fascination as he holds him tighter, his expression slightly pained.
He curls his hands around the skin covering his ribs, up his torso to rest his hands on his shoulders. His creation, his Adam, responds with curious tilts of his head, his muscles flexing in response to his touch.
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Pampered by t4t_poolverine
Fandoms: 鬼滅の刃 | Demon Slayer: Kimetsu no Yaiba (Anime), 鬼滅の刃 | Demon Slayer: Kimetsu no Yaiba (Manga)
16 Oct 2025
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Tengen shifts behind him, hiking up his sleep shirt to rest his hand flat on Zenitsu’s bare abdomen. He flexes at the feeling, unable to stop himself from doing so, and the throb between his legs doubles. Tengen huffs a laugh behind him.
“That’s not my name.” He murmurs against his ear, petting Zenitsu’s belly just soft and slow enough to tease him, to make him squirm. “Ask me properly and I’ll stop.”
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- Part 5 of t4t_poolverine’s Kinktober 2025
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Well-rested by t4t_poolverine
Fandoms: 鬼滅の刃 | Demon Slayer: Kimetsu no Yaiba (Anime), 鬼滅の刃 | Demon Slayer: Kimetsu no Yaiba (Manga)
11 Oct 2025
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As he jumps to the worst case scenario, Tanjiro squirms for a moment, like he’s adjusting himself to find a more comfortable position. Giyuu watches him silently, happy to let him shuffle about, until Tanjiro’s leg swings over his hip. His navy eyes go wide, stunned by the perverse position, his breath hitching in his chest.
He rests his hand on Tanjiro’s warm knee, tempted to push him off to save him the embarrassment of waking up in such a pose, but Tanjiro’s hips roll forward. It’s one jerky movement, and Tanjiro remains asleep as he does it, but it presses their groins together for one split second, and Giyuu cannot recover.
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- Part 4 of t4t_poolverine’s Kinktober 2025
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Unmanageable by t4t_poolverine
Fandoms: 鬼滅の刃 | Demon Slayer: Kimetsu no Yaiba (Anime), 鬼滅の刃 | Demon Slayer: Kimetsu no Yaiba (Manga)
04 Oct 2025
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When Tanjiro realised they would be sharing a room, much like he had with Zenitsu and Inosuke not long ago, he panicked. Not because he doesn’t enjoy spending time with Kyojuro, or because he’s made him feel uncomfortable in any way. No, Tanjiro is scared to sleep in the same room as the older man because he knows he’s going into heat.
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- Part 3 of t4t_poolverine’s Kinktober 2025
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Favourite by t4t_poolverine
Fandoms: 鬼滅の刃 | Demon Slayer: Kimetsu no Yaiba (Anime), 鬼滅の刃 | Demon Slayer: Kimetsu no Yaiba (Manga)
02 Oct 2025
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Akaza’s mind has already become a quaint, quiet thing. A room Muzan can open the door and peek into, but lacking furniture or decoration, other than perhaps a bed. Lush, red and sinful. He traces the pads of his fingers over the points of Akaza’s fangs.
Please let me suck it.
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- Part 2 of t4t_poolverine’s Kinktober 2025
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Letter by t4t_poolverine
Fandoms: 鬼滅の刃 | Demon Slayer: Kimetsu no Yaiba (Anime), 鬼滅の刃 | Demon Slayer: Kimetsu no Yaiba (Manga)
30 Sep 2025
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He tilts his head to the side slightly as Gyomei’s mouth finally slots against his own. It’s a perfect fit. His eyes fall shut as he feels just how full and soft Gyomei’s lips are, kissing him languidly as he pours all of his affection into every action. He cannot believe he’s lucky enough to share his first kiss with the man he loves. Gyomei’s large, strong hands tighten slightly around his waist, and he can’t help but moan at the increased pressure.
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- Part 1 of t4t_poolverine’s Kinktober 2025
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Instead of just killing him instantly, Quaritch flexes his hand around Jake’s wrists, as though testing if he’ll fight back now. Jake does nothing, still silently panicking. Quaritch looks satisfied with his lack of response.
“You’re going to stay still.” He orders, but his voice lacks its ordinarily inflexible military tone.
Jake does nothing, his eyes still wide, his pulse still thrumming in every vein in his body. He doesn’t even manage a nod.
Quaritch responds by rolling his hips.
Jake Sully, Toruk Makto, leader of the Omaticaya clan, whimpers.
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Mikami is, in simple terms, perfect. He’s intelligent, agrees entirely with Light’s ideology, reveres him, making it near impossible for the man to betray him, and, of course, the obvious. Mikami is a man. He is Light’s ideal partner in every sense of the word. Business, romantic and sexual. He follows Light’s orders without question or hesitation.
Now that he’s won, Kira can have anything he wants. And he wants Mikami.
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The underlying question has always seemed to hang over his head, the idea itself utterly insulting. He isn’t gay. He is a normal, well adjusted, intelligent man with a woman utterly obsessed with him, desperate for his affection. He is straight.
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Jinu. The jagged marks covering his body the same colourful, shiny pattern her own turned once she and the girls sealed the Honmoon. Tears fill her eyes, a wave of emotion so intense washing over her that she can barely breathe.
The relief leaves her shoulders shaking, tears falling down her already tear streaked face as she takes in the sight of him. His wide, honey eyes, his dark hair messy and unkempt, a smile stretched across his lips. She can’t believe it.
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Victor made one, relatively small, oversight in Adam’s studies. He had painstakingly crafted his body, had then taught him anatomy during their lessons, and is now faced with the consequences of not explaining exactly what to do with certain parts.
Adam stands before him now, naked as the day he was born, visibly hard. Victor swallows thickly.
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“What do I call you instead?” He asks, noticing again that Paul’s face has turned more vibrant, and wonders if now is his chance to be scolded by him.
“I… your husband.” He replies quietly, his voice smooth and light, so foreign to him and yet so intriguing, as he remains perfectly calm. “Or just Paul.”
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Her own eyes grow wet, and she raises her free hand to immediately wipe her tears away, not wanting him to see her in such distress. Her scars are healed, but her heart aches like they’re fresh again, like she’s eighteen and laying in that hospital bed. His trembling fingers interlock with hers, pulling her out of her own thoughts.
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When she firsts suggests it, he thinks she’s joking. Bob laughs it off, rubbing the back of his neck, face flushed red at the ludicrous concept.
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Bob gets passed around like a blunt
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His best guess now, standing at the sink with his toothbrush still lodged in his mouth, is that it’s lingerie. How expensive the bag looks, the warning that he shouldn’t open it until she returns, it all adds up. His only dilemma with that guess is that Yelena messaged him not twenty minutes ago to “get dressed”. If it really is lingerie, then how the hell is he supposed to fit into it?
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He buries his face in his pillow, squeezing his eyes closed again in a failed effort to force himself back to sleep. He flops onto his back, staring up at the ceiling as he’s left with nothing to think about but all of the things he feels guilty for.
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Remmick is dancing, white shirt unbuttoned, with as many people as he can manage out on the dance floor. Every time he turns, he’s reaching out for someone to join him, and they do. He has a charm that’s hard to refuse, especially in a happy place like this. He’s done this for years, has become an expert in reading humans, and something claws at Stack as he watches him.
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- Part 2 of Indulgence
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He isn’t ashamed to be thinking about Remmick as they sit side by side. Their bond doesn’t work like mind reading. It works through memory and emotion, keeping them all connected to Remmick. He can’t start fearing the man now anyhow, it’s far too late for that.
“I miss it.” He admits, knowing the silence has stretched on for too long. “The sun.”
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- Part 1 of Indulgence
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Mark is still perceived as a relatively normal, human man on Earth. Humans don’t have secondary genders, they have no heightened senses to pick up on pheromones or detect heats or ruts. So, Mark has spent all of his heats alone.
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Mark, or, maybe not really Mark, is flying in the sky above them before he stops mid-air. He stares directly at William, meeting his gaze and holding it for an agonising few seconds as he slowly, slowly hovers lower and lower to the ground. The moment his feet touch the rubble a few metres in front of him, he’s suddenly face to face with him.