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sinfulauthorwrites · 4 months

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sinfulauthorwrites · 4 months

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Power and Control - A VaaZel Fic

Vaati aims to please his Lady after a month of chastity.

Happy (belated) holidays! This is my Secret Sheikah present for @dumpster-lizard this year! I really hope you like it, and I had a lot of fun writing it! This is also (somewhat) a continuation of Day 25 from this year’s Kintober! The title comes from the song “Power & Control” by MARINA, and this was beta’d by incoherentstuttering_exe!

Rating: Explicit

Ship: VaaZel

Word Count: 1.8k

Applicable Tags: Femdom, Cock & Ball Torture, Chastity Kink, Chastity Device, Fantasy Racism, Microaggressions (it's like one brief sentence and immediately addressed, but tagging it just in case), Clothed Sex, Pillow Humping, Masturbation, Exhibitionism, Voyeurism, Teasing, Degradation Kink, Praise Kink, Dirty Talk, Orgasm Denial, Bratting, Pet Names, Historical References, Pegging

Vaati leaned against the stone surface of Hyrule Castle’s hallway with his arms crossed as he waited outside the wooden doors of the council chamber. The meeting began several hours ago, and his patience was reaching its limit. He puffed his breath at the lilac hair that hung over the right side of his face, causing it to flutter for a moment. In Hylia’s name, this better be over soon, he thought to himself.

Vaati’s wish was granted as the oak doors opened with a creak, and the representatives of the various races of Hyrule filtered out. The last one out was Her Royal Highness Princess Zelda. She turned her head and spotted Vaati, the baby pink skirt of her dress swaying as she went to meet him. “Took you long enough,” he sighed. “I’d think that discussing the trade route between Zora’s Domain and Death Mountain wouldn’t take all day. Though, I wouldn’t be surprised if the Gorons couldn’t get such a concept through the heads that are as dense as the rocks they eat.”

Zelda lightly slapped Vaati’s arm with the back of her hand. “Really? I thought you’d know better than to say things like that! Let me assure you that the Gorons are noble and intelligent people.” The auburn-haired princess walked past Vaati, turning her head to look at him. “Not everyone is an all-knowing mage like you assert yourself to be.” She smirked and made her way down the hall.

“Excuse me?! You were the one who appointed me in the first place!” Vaati chased after her, his indigo cape trailing behind him with each step. Zelda stopped in front of the door of her personal chamber, and the mage quickly wormed his way in between them. “I will not allow you to degrade me or my work, Princess. I am aware of my own power, and so are you.”

Zelda tilted the disguised Minish’s chin up, looking down at him with mirth. “I’m surprised you’ve been this bold today, Vaati. It seems you’ve forgotten the date.” The redhead paused as the gears in Vaati’s head turned, resulting in a look of horror and shame from the mage. She lowered her voice, her eyes darkening. “However, if you wish to remain… confined, I wouldn’t deny you.”

“N-no, my Lady.” Vaati sputtered. “My apologies for talking back.”

“Good boy~” The princess teased, taking out a keyring from a hidden pocket of her dress and unlocking the door behind Vaati. She stepped forward, forcing him into the room before locking the door behind herself. “Now, present yourself to me.” Zelda sat in the carved mahogany chair across from where Vaati stood, cushioned by a blue and gold brocade pillow. She gestured her hand down from the mage’s head, motioning for him. Vaati lowered his scarlet breeches to the floor, his pale skin turning almost as red as the fabric they’re made of.

He lifted his tunic, showing the contraption that restricted his cock for the past month. Gold-plated metal covered the shaft and glans of Vaati’s length, with a ring constricting his large testicles underneath his member. The golden metal joined red leather up to his waist, forming a belt that reached around his waist and down his ass, with a removable golden plug completing the chastity belt. Zelda beckoned Vaati with her finger, and he looked at the ground as he stepped near. “Have you kept your cage on all month like a good boy?”

“Yes, my Lady,” Vaati replied, his blush deepening as Zelda inspected the belt, fondling his balls and cheeks as she did so. He squirmed at her touch, his body and soul bared.

“Hmm, it doesn’t seem to have been meddled with at all. But that doesn’t mean that someone of your magical prowess would be unable to make it seem so.” The princess looked up at Vaati and smirked, slapping his balls before sitting up straight. “I want you to get off for me. Prove that you’re desperate enough.”

She took the keyring out of her pocket once more, picking a golden key adorned with a red stone. Zelda used it to undo the lock holding the belt together, sliding it down his legs. Vaati’s pale cock sprung free, the tip flushed red and dripping after a month of confinement. “B-but my Lady, I-”

“Do it, or else it’s another month. You want to be my good boy, don’t you?” Zelda taunted Vaati, tracing her finger along his shaft at the latter part of her order.

“Yes, my Lady.” Vaati bowed his head and turned to find a spot to toss off on comfortably, but Zelda stopped him before he could take his cape off. She pulled him by the collar of it, choking the air out of him.

“Don’t think I haven’t noticed the missing pairs of panties and bras from my wardrobe,” Zelda hissed into Vaati’s ear. “I know about your perverted fantasies, and I think it’s about time I addressed them.”

“Ze- my Lady, I think there’s been a misunderstanding.” Vaati tried to free himself, but the redhead’s grasp was firm.

“Oh, I think not, Vaati.” She said his name as if it were laced with venom. “That’s why I have an extra order.” She dragged him over to her bed, grabbed one of the pillows leaning against the headboard, and shoved it into his hands. “Use this as your grinding fodder. Fitting of a desperate little whelp like you.”

Vaati looked down at the pillow and back up at Zelda. “Are… are you bloody serious? There is no way I will degrade myself to such a level! To assume I would is absolutely ridiculous!” The mage finally freed himself from her hold, glaring at her as he threw the pillow down.

Zelda sternly looked at him, tilting his chin up and looking deeply into his crimson eyes. “If you disagree, we can make it two months more. I think that’s a fair trade if you wish to be an impudent brat.” She took the keyring out again, holding it in front of his face, that golden key shining in the rays of the setting sun that filtered through the windows. “What will it be, Vaati?”

Vaati’s mind raced with the options he was presented with. Another two months of agonizing chastity or complete humiliation at the hands of his Lady? Who knows what gossip she spreads when I’m not around? This could be the absolute end of my career! On the other hand, despite my form, I can’t deny the urge of mating season approaching. I don’t know if I could survive it within that cage and not lose my sanity…

Vaati deeply considered for another moment before bowing his head in subservience and picking up the discarded pillow. “I’ll obey, my Lady.”

Zelda smirked, putting the keys back in her pocket and sitting on her bed. “Good boy. Now, up onto the bench.” She gestured to a bench under a stained glass window depicting a Piece of Heart surrounded by Fairies. The light through the glass painted him in an aura of blue as he took his position, kneeling shamefully on the stiff wood as he placed the pillow underneath his aching cock.

He planted his palms against the stone wall, slowly rutting into the plush material. “Ah, fuck~” Vaati bit his lip, thrusting faster to match his want. His long hair fell around his face as he dipped his head and squeezed his eyes shut, solely focused on the pleasure. He whimpered louder, the blush that formed turning his pale skin deeper in hue. “My lady, please-” He loudly whined, begging for her forgiveness.

The sunset had morphed the tones of the window into a blazing red, matching the center of the Piece of Heart it featured and showering Vaati in lustful hues. His grinding only strengthened, desperate for his release as his body quivered and trembled. “My lady, I’m close-! Please let me come, please!”

“No,” Zelda ordered, pulling Vaati away from the pillow. He cried out, desperate for his orgasm. “Don’t whine like that. I want to be the one to finish you off.” She thrust him onto the bed, rooting through her grand nightstand as he lay exposed. She retrieved a leather strap-on. The belt of it was steel blue, while the accenting straps were a light mauve. She took a phallus made of ivory and placed it inside the ring of the strap. She hiked her skirt and crinoline, putting it on over her undergarments.

“I suppose I should prepare you properly,” Zelda mused. She took a bottle of oil and coated her fingers with the liquid inside before thrusting her fingers into Vaati’s hole. She scissored them inside him while he squirmed and whined, widening him appropriately for her strap.

“My lady, please!” Vaati begged, the sensation too much for him to handle.

Zelda retracted her fingers, causing him to whimper. “I think that’s good enough. Are you ready for my cock now?” Vaati nodded fervently, desperate for his release. “Good boy.” She thrust into Vaati’s ass, causing the mage to arch his back and moan.

“Fuck~!” Vaati moaned even louder as Zelda thrust into him faster and held onto his hips to keep him steady. “Dear Hylia, keep going~!” Vaati babbled and whimpered, the pleasure too much for him to handle after a month of chastity. Soon enough, tears began to stream down his blushing cheeks, unable to control the pleasure.

“Is my good boy too sensitive to take my cock?” Zelda teased. “I thought you’d have enough control over yourself. We can stop if you’d prefer that~”

“No! Keep going, please,” Vaati pleaded, his eyes glazed over with lust. He was so close again, desperate to please his lady and himself.

“Good boy,” Zelda emphasized her praise with a light slap to Vaati’s sizeable balls, causing him to moan out more. “Are you close?”

“Y-yes, my Lady!” Vaati panted, so close to the point of no return.

“Then cum.” Zelda ordered, thrusting into him at a breakneck pace. She gripped his hips, pounding his prostate.

The pleasure was too much, and Vaati keened as he climaxed. “Z-Zeldaaaa!” He arched his back as his seed mottled his tunic and cape. The princess slowed her pace, letting him ride out his orgasm.

Zelda pulled out and gently caressed Vaati’s face, smiling fondly at him. “You did such a good job,” she praised, but she receded when Vaati reached to kiss her hand. “Don’t think you’ve earned that much yet.” She retrieved the keys from her pocket once more and dangled them. “Maybe in a month if you prove yourself to me.”

“Oh, for fuck’s sake!”

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sinfulauthorwrites · 5 months

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It’s Best to Keep Me Pleased - A Vaati x F!Reader Fic

You find yourself locked in an unfamiliar castle, unsure who took you there. That is until your captor asserts himself as your new husband.

The idea of Vaati raping one of the maidens he captures during the events of FS/FSA was suggested by @dumpster-lizard, and I was excited to fill the prompt! I also got some additional help (and fun commentary) from another friend of mine and Liz's, so many thanks to her as well! The title comes from the song “Don’t Mess With Me” by Temposhark, too!

Rating: Explicit

Ship: Vaati x F!Reader

Word Count: 1.9k

Applicable Tags: Rape/Non-Con, Vaati Reborn, Kidnapping, Castles, Reader is a Hylian, Forced Marriage, Magic, Spells & Enchantments, Curses, Pet Names, Flashbacks, Mentions of Myth & Folklore, Teasing, Emotional Manipulation, Death Threats, Physical & Verbal Abuse, Asphyxiation, Wedding Rings, Medieval Wedding Vows, Polygamy, Harems, Crying, Teleportation, Implied/Referenced Mind Control, Non-Consensual Voyeurism & Exhibitionism, Tentacles, Loss of Virginity, Painful Sex, Orgasm, Vaginal Sex, Creampie

You awake from your slumber to a migraine pulsing through your head. You screw your eyes shut and clench the sides of your head, trying to ease the agony as it slowly begins to fade away. As the pain dissipates, you slowly open your eyes and take in your surroundings. You find yourself in a lavish four-poster bed draped in swathes of purple and gold brocade fabric, the walnut wood canopy carved into intricate patterns depicting various monsters native to your homeland of Hyrule. This… this isn’t my beautiful bed! You panic, unsure of where and when you are. You race off the bed and scurry around the room, looking for a way out. There’s no door in sight, and the ornately decorated metal grates where windows would typically lie give you little view of the world outside.

You feel hopeless, ready to fall to your knees and sob. Just as you lose the power to hold your weight, the roar of two clashing fronts of wind fills the room, and black matter swirls around itself in front of you, warping into the form of some… creature. What stands in front of you is no man, looming above you with gilded horns and claws, its pale skin and blood-red eyes contrasting with the embellished dark purple robes. You scream and dart behind the bed from the demon. It tuts at you, coming around the bedpost almost as if it floated instead of walking. “And here I was trying to welcome you to the waking world. You slumbered for five days, believe it or not. Is that any way to greet your new husband?”

The monster reaches for your hand, causing you to recoil in disgust. “I will have no demon be my spouse!” You cry out, all the alarms in your head blaring to run, run, run, find a way out.

The towering creature chuckles. “It’s not like you have a choice, my pet. I am your husband and master now, your dearest Vaati.”

Vaati… Vaati… The name sounds oddly familiar until the memory hits you like a ton of bricks. You were back in your home village, and the town gossip between women at the laundry basins was the sudden disappearance of young women from villages across Hyrule.

“I heard it was called something like Vaalni, capturing maidens in the middle of the night!”

“With wings like a Keese and as furry as a Wolfos!”

“And with all the storms lately, maybe it’s got something to do with that!”

“I’ve heard it go by Vaati and that it’s a master of disguise!”

The rumors caused you to roll your eyes. Nothing but old wives' tales spread to stir up the village. The history of Hyrule was long and storied, and it was inevitable that, in one way or another, some small portion of history would be made into a grand fairy tale. “Just quit it already. There’s nothing to be worried about,” you had muttered under your breath, returning to the safety of your cottage.

That night, you stirred in your bed. You couldn’t stay asleep for longer than an hour, and you instead opted to sit under your favorite tree to see if fresh air and a change of scenery would do the trick. As you settled in, staring at the waxing moon above, the women's words echoed in your head. You dismissed them, trying to clear your mind of all thoughts so you could relax. But something was off. As you closed your eyes, you heard foliage rustling in the distance. You paid it no mind, but the wind soon became a speeding gale. As you stood up to rush back inside, you could feel something on the back of your neck. Watching. Waiting. As you whipped around to see what it was, you were greeted with horrors beyond your comprehension. A shadowy behemoth with wings and fur precisely as the older women described. Its clawed appendage reached for you, and you screamed in terror as you fainted.

That was the last thing you could remember before finding yourself locked in this room. “I-it’s you! You’re the one who captured me!” You shake in fear, accusingly pointing your finger at your captor.

“What a clever one you are,” Vaati teases. “Though, I feel like I did you a service. Taking you from that quaint, boring village and instead offering a life of luxury.” He motions to the room around you, intricately decorated with golden candelabras, carved wooden furniture with miniature engravings, and a floor-to-ceiling mirror that puts the modest one in your own home to shame. “I offer you a life among the clouds, but if you refuse, I won’t hesitate to… dispose of you.” Vaati picks you up by the collar of your modest, linen chemise, lifting you to view through the windows. The height gives you a better view, and you witness the horrors below.

Among the clouds was not hyperbole, as the infinite blue of the sky and clouds as light as cotton rest just below the castle's tower. You had heard of the Palace of Winds in an ages-old history book but presumed it to be a myth. But here you are, held captive in one of its many rooms. You could feel your chest tighten, and your feet dangling above the floor gives you the sensation of your inevitable doom if you choose your words poorly.

“L-let me go!” You cry, desperate to feel the stone floor under your soles again.

“Let me go, what,” Vaati hisses.

“Please! Please let me go!” Vaati frees you from his grasp, making no effort to cushion you as you hit the ground with a thud. The wind was kicked out of you, and you cough and wheeze as you struggled to calm your breathing.

Vaati towers over you still, his eyes boring into you. “I suppose now is as good a time as ever to make our marriage official,” he sneers, whisking you into his arms. You open your mouth to object, but the air that had finally returned to you is sucked out with a motion of Vaati’s hands. “Ah, ah, ah, I get to do the talking.” Vaati clears his throat, his eyes glowing red, and a third, piercing eye along his torso opens up and shines like the two upon his face. His voice reverberates through the room, the sound of wind whipping around you. “This mæden dost belong to thee! This mæden dost belong to thee! This mæden dost belong to thee!”

A flash of red light emerges from his eyes, blinding you momentarily. Once it subsides, your breath returns again, and you find a ring on your right finger. It’s golden, just like Vaati’s horns and claws, with a ruby as red as blood in the center. The gold arched to meet the gem in the middle, almost like a crown. You immediately try to pull it off, but to no avail. Vaati laughs manically at your feeble attempt. “Don’t bother trying, my pet. It’s charmed never to leave your hand, no matter how hard you pull or twist.” Vaati leans in close, whispering in your ear. “I think it’s about time we make our marriage… official.”

“No, please!” You scream as he tosses you onto the bed, his form prowling over you. You desperately try to crawl away, but his elongated arms pull you back under his body.

“There’s no escaping, my darling. It’s much easier if you give in.” Vaati rips your chemise off of you into shreds, exposing your bare body to him. You begin to sob, nothing to protect you from the monster preying on you. He takes one of his claws and gingerly caresses your cheek with it, almost as if he took pity on you. “Don’t cry, my pet. Your woes are arbitrary. Find more contentment in your marital bliss, would you?” He puts his hand around your throat, not enough force to choke you, but enough to threaten. “I won’t hesitate to shut. You. Up.” You choke back your tears, not wanting any further harm to occur. “Good.” Vaati removes his hand from your neck, opting to trace down the curvature of your body. “I feel like something is missing, however.”

With a snap of his fingers, a group of maidens is summoned into the room in the same manner he entered, and each is decorated in dark purple chemises that are much more revealing than yours, with red and gold stays that match the ring you’re cursed with. The maidens fawn over Vaati as if they were under his control. “Rejoice in your newfound sisterhood!” The maidens direct their attention to you, watching you like owls and breathing heavily as Vaati caresses your body more. “I find it much more alluring if we have an audience, my sweet.”

Dark, indigo-colored tentacles shrouded in dark energy emerge from the void in his robes, gripping your ankles and wrists to firmly hold them in place. You weakly try to shake them off to no avail, as your strength is no match for Vaati’s. Vaati chuckles darkly, his hold only tightening. “There’s no use fighting. You are mine to take.” Another long tentacle emerges from below the eye on his torso, thicker than the others and coated in fluid. It worms its way into your sex, slowly at first, as it stretches out out. You yowl in pain, the appendage deflowering you. Vaati could tell by how your canal tightened around him, delight appearing on his face.

“Oh? It seems my luck has finally arrived! As much as I adore your fellow wives,” Vaati pulls you by your hair, staring at you through the mirror before you. “You’re the first one who’s still chaste.” You try to wrestle your head out of his grasp and away from the mirror, but his claws are firm. “I want you to watch me take it from you, petal,” he punctuates it with a thrust. “By petal.” Another thrust.

You watch tears stream down your face, each thrust of Vaati’s appendage sending another course of pain through your fragile womb. Vaati growls as he thrusts harder, bending over you and placing his other claw around your neck. “I need you to take every last inch of me. To consummate as we become one.” You cry harder as he thrusts into you at a breakneck pace, with your virginity stolen from you more by the second. Against your wishes, you feel a heat boil up at the bottom of your stomach, and your core tightens more and more, like a coil wound up. Your body betrays your mind, and you pray to the Goddesses one last time for a release from this mortal plane before all is lost.

Your prayers are met with silence, and you let out a long, languid cry as you reach your treacherous climax. Vaati’s grip on you tightens, and he throws his head back and yells as he fills you to the brim with his seed. As the ropes inside of you slow, he lies down on the grand bed and pulls you closer to him, caressing your cheek with an eerie softness. “Rest, my bride. There will be more for us to enjoy tomorrow.” The other maidens gather around you and caress you and their communal husband, welcoming you into their clan. With a wave from Vaati, the candles in the room go out, and you softly cry yourself to sleep.

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Hold Still, My Sweet - A Vaati x OC Fic

Vaati requires a certain ingredient for his spellwork, and Enora is the only one who can help.

This fic is a gift for and was written with the help of a close friend as a thank you for being so kind to me while I was ill! I’ve wanted to write this fic for her for AGES due to a server in-joke about her taste in fictional men and dentists, and I’m glad I finally got the chance! Also, the title comes from "The Dismemberment Song" by Blue Kid!

Rating: Mature

Ship: Vaati x Enora (Original Character)

Word Count: 1.3k

Applicable Tags: Dentistry, Tooth Pulling, Mild Blood, Magic, Hypnotism, Anesthesia, Dubious Consent, Sexual Tension, Death Threats, Pet Names, Spells & Enchantments, Virginity, Vaati Being A Little Shit, Flirting, Implied Sexual Content, Oral Fixation, Tongues, Teeth, Established Relationship, Aftercare, Unrequited Love (kinda, it's not unrequited by definition but there is some kind of sense of it), There's No Actual Sex (it's just incredibly kinky), POV Third Person Omniscient, Light Masochism

Enora knocked cautiously on Vaati’s alchemy laboratory door, the wooden sound resounding through the hallway. “Come in,” the voice from the other side beckoned, and the tawny-haired maiden opened the door, shutting it behind her slowly to avoid the slamming sound it often produced. “It seems you got the message I delivered, my pet.”

Enora sighed. “Do not oppress me with your delusive titles, miscreant buffoon.” the tail end of her retort shrouded under her breath. She advanced closer to the table the mage was working at. “You failed to be clear in your request as you inquired of my help and to denote exactly of what kind.” She peered over Vaati’s shoulder, seeing an array of ancient scrolls and various types of seeds. The scrolls were in an old font, one that was indecipherable to anyone not already well-versed in Hyrulean sorcery.

“I’d prefer to explain it to you in person, as I doubt I could explain that amount of convoluted information into a single letter.” Vaati turned to face his betrothed, rolling up the sleeves on his periwinkle tunic and leaning back on the desk, putting his weight on his hands in back of him. “I need something for my next project. Something from you.”

Enora’s eyebrow raised with suspicion, wary of his vague wording. “If you need it so urgently, just be clear with it. I don’t have time for beating around the bush.” She folded her arms, waiting for an answer.

“I’m currently working on some more transformation spells, one that a scroll otherwise couldn’t grant me. Besides,” he leaned forward slightly, piercing his gaze into hers, “you said you were eager to be of help, no?”

“Hardly,” Enora retorted. “And for what purpose do you need a transformation spell? Aren’t you proficient enough with that on your own?” Her suspicion only grew, as the man she loved was already a keeper of many secrets.

Vaati’s smile dropped immediately, and his formerly flirtatious posture stiffened. “Are you prepared for the consequences of that burden?” His dark gaze turned eerily soft as the back of his index and middle fingers caressed Enora’s cheek. “I’d hate to have you parting from me so soon.” A chill went up the blonde’s spine, the mage’s words scaring her into submission. He saw the shift in her expression, smirking at her. “It seems we’ve met an agreement then, my love.”

“You still haven’t told me what you need,” Enora asserted despite her fear.

“After doing some research, it seems that acquiring the tooth of a virgin will produce the best results. However, I can’t just waltz into any home in Castle Town and demand a child provide me theirs.”

“Who would stop you? You’re more than capable enough.”

Vaati gritted his teeth. “That’s beside the point. I’m horrible with children anyway, especially quadruplets.” Vaati gently tugged at Enora’s cheek. “It would only be one of the back ones, and you wouldn’t feel a thing as long as I charm you. You hardly need all of them, especially with your utter refusal to eat anything they were built for.” Vaati paced forward, causing Enora to back up along with him. “I’ll even make it worth your while. We can do something about that pesky… virginity that’s been plaguing you.” Enora’s pale skin turned beet red, and, in her astonishment, stumbled onto the long, wooden bench behind her. Its elevated headrest gave her a direct view of Vaati towering over her. “Oh, but I almost forgot about your persistence to chastity until we wed. It’s rather… cute… of you. How did that minute fact slip my mind? It’s unusually clumsy of me.” Vaati reveled in Enora’s stammering and blushing, looking down at her slyly.

Enora released a sound of bewilderment, fumbling over her words as Vaati sat on the bench beside her. “I-I think, maybe-”

Vaati shushes her, pressing one of his slender fingers to her lips. “Shhh, it’s alright. You don’t need to worry. It’ll be over faster than a cucco’s swarm.” Before the maiden could object, Vaati chanted words in a language long forgotten, and a wave of calm overcame Enora’s mind and body. The world around her became fuzzy and warm, all discomfort she had previously felt fading. Her eyes fluttered open, this time much more glossy and distant.

“Ah, good,” Vaati sighed. “I doubt you’ll fully understand me, but I’ll talk you through each step of the way.” Vaati gently gripped Enora’s chin and eased her mouth open, pressing the pad of his thumb down slightly on the centermost point of her tongue and tracing it delicately. “Mmm, nothing unusual, thankfully. You wouldn’t believe how often I’ve had to dispose of a participant because something went wrong.” The thinly veiled threat didn’t disturb Enora, as one such as that would normally scare her even more if she were more aware.

Vaati’s hand moved from the blonde’s tongue back towards her molars, tapping each one gently to check its ability to pull. “This might be a bit more challenging than I imagined- Oh!” Vaati’s eyes lit up as he reached the furthest left molar, giving it a slight wiggle. “Seems like we’ve finally got some luck! Now, just hold still for a moment, my dear.” With a flick of his wrist, a trail of magic sent a table of specimen supplies near his side. He hummed quietly to himself as he perused the assortment of metal tools, settling on a pair of shiny metal forceps.

Vaati held the instrument in front of Enora, allowing her to focus on it if she could at all. “I’m going to use this to remove the tooth. I’ll start gently, but I will need to use considerable force. You shouldn’t feel a thing, though. Probably, anyway.” Vaati took her silence as understanding and began to insert the forceps into her mouth. He carefully wormed them to the back of her opening, tugging slowly on the chosen tooth. The friction elicits a whine from Enora, causing a dusting of pink to cross Vaati’s pale skin. “Rather forward are we, my dear?”

Vaati attempted to ignore the sounds, but the gyrating motion of the forceps segregating tooth from bone didn’t greet the maiden with pain but rather, under the spell’s influence, brought forth a sensation of euphoria. The final squelch of the molar breaching from its gums brought Enora to a higher state of pleasure, her breathing labored as Vaati quickly brought a handkerchief to the wound to ease the bleeding and assured her it would subside quickly.

After a few moments of soothing his betrothed, Vaati removed the cloth and held her hand gingerly. “It’ll be a while until the spell fully wears off, so take as much time as you need to recover.” Vaati began to clean up the supplies from the procedure, taking extra care of the tooth he extracted.

Before standing up and returning to his studies, a groan from behind him catches his attention. “Yes?”

Enora grabbed Vaati’s hand, keeping him from leaving her side. “Again?” she slurred, her inhibitions gone and eyes pleading.

“Excuse me?”

“That was… exhilarating,” she sighed, her breath labored. “Another? Do another?” She inquired with a whine. She weakly attempted to hold his hand tighter, to no avail.

Vaati’s face turns an even darker red, contemplating whether to let go of her hand. “My pet, while it may feel good now, if I take too many, it definitely won’t later. I’ll have to decline kindly.” While Enora’s pleading was like ambrosia to his ears, he didn’t want to harm her, or at least more than what was necessary. He inhaled sharply before letting go of her hand and returning to his studies. “Let me know if you need any assistance.”

Enora stared longingly at her betrothed as he left her side, slowly drifting off to sleep as the charm did its work.

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Dream Machine - A Mettaton x Reader Fic

As you lie awake in bed, only able to focus on your worries, your boyfriend Mettaton offers encouragement and help.

So, not so fun fact: while I had this idea rattling around my head for a while, I only got down to writing it while I was in the psych ward 🙃 Though, writing fic by hand in a journal without autocorrect or Grammarly made me feel like one of the OG Star Trek slash shippers in the 60s, which was a really fun feeling! Aside from word choice and a few extra sentences, the typed version remains relatively unchanged from the handwritten one, though I may still share the pics of my journal on Tumblr or Twitter! Also, the title comes from the Steam Powered Giraffe song of the same name!

Rating: General Audiences

Ship: Mettaton EX x GN!Reader

Word Count: 891

Applicable Tags: Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Reader Is Not Frisk, Reader Has Anxiety (the anxiety isn't specified, it's more open-ended for the reader to project onto), Self-Worth Issues, Self-Esteem Issues, Meditation, Sleep, Crying, Fluff, Established Relationship, Pet Names, POV Second Person, Not Beta Read

You lie awake in bed next to your android boyfriend. He was already powered into sleep mode for the night, as his LED eye displays were dimmed and his tail-like charging cord plugged into the nearby wall. You look at him for a moment before turning to the pink canopy of the bed above you, starting at the shadows in the fabric formed by the lights from outside your shared penthouse apartment. The darkness warped, presenting visual manifestations of the problems keeping you from sleep.

Yes, you knew Mettaton had his worries, but as the Underground’s biggest star now on the surface, he had much more significant concerns compared to yours. Tour dates, filming, recording sessions, the list goes on. Yours are small compared to his. Insignificant. Human. You feel your stress tug your eyelids open, preventing your “beauty rest,” as your boyfriend lovingly called it. As you shift once more and pull the satin sheets closer to you, you hear a familiar boot-up sound and fans whirring to life. Oh shit. Your tossing and turning set off Mettaton’s motion detection, a vestigial feature not yet removed since his purpose was changed.

“D-darling, is something the matter?” The robot’s voice glitches momentarily, his now-illuminated pink eyes looking at you with concern.

“Y-yeah! I must’ve rolled over too far,” you nervously chuckle. “I didn’t mean to wake you, babe. Get some rest, as neither of us wants you low on battery tomorrow.”

Mettaton purses his lips, not taking no for an answer. “Darling, look at me.” His tone sharpens when you curl up tighter with your back facing him. “Look. At. Me.” With a resigned sigh, you turn to face him. “Oh, beautiful,” he sighs, cupping your cheek with his gloved hand, his thumb circling below the dark bags and worry lines underneath your eyes. “How much sleep have you been getting lately?”

You mumble your response, prompting your boyfriend to look at you sternly. “Usually only two hours a night, especially when you’re not here,” you fess up.

You can see the guilt hit your boyfriend, causing you to quickly run your hand through his synthetic hair and reassure him. “It’s not because of you, I promise!”

“But why didn’t you tell me sooner?” Despite being the biggest celebrity of the century, Mettaton still immensely cares for you. You’re his star, his world, his everything. Seeing you suffer makes his SOUL feel like shattering.

You inhale deeply. “I-” you quickly correct yourself. “It just feels all so unimportant compared to you. I mean, you’ve got so much amazing stuff going on right now. And with me, it’s just…” You hesitate momentarily, unsure if you want to continue, until you see Mettaton nod with understanding and compassion. Soon, your words flow out of you, every insecurity and doubt leaving your lips. Tears begin to fall from your eyes, leaving small damp spots on the pillowcase you rested on. Mettaton extends his arm in back of him to pass you a tissue box, the lotion-infused tissues a welcome relief for your sore eyes.

“Did that help you feel better, sweetheart?” You nod, and Mettaton presses a soft kiss to your forehead. “Good. Now, I want you to listen to me very closely.” You nod, and the robot cups your cheeks once more. “You will never, ever be inconsequential to me, darling. You mean so much, not just to me but to everyone around you! Don’t ever feel like you don’t matter, or whatever you’re going through doesn’t matter, either. I care, we care.” He kisses you on the lips this time. “I love you.”

“I love you too,” you murmur back, held tight in his embrace.

After a few moments, Mettaton lets go. “Do you think you’ll be able to sleep now, darling?”

You let out another breathy, anxious chuckle. “Probably not, to be honest. It’s alright, though. I’ll make it up tomorrow during the day.”

“There has to be something we can do, sweetheart.” Mettaton’s pupils shift from his usual hearts into turning gears before changing to a lightbulb emoticon. “Hey! It’s not technically released yet, but Blooky and Alphys were working on music to benefit monsters and humans!” He shoots you one of his signature grins. “Co-produced by yours truly, of course!” Mettaton finds the demo CD in the nightstand drawer, preparing to play it from his speakers. “How would you like to be our first test subject?” His eyes sparkle with encouragement, and you just can’t say no to him.

The robot pats the bed, motioning for you to lie down. He loads the CD into one of the slots built into his EX form, his other hand drifting down to hold yours. The ambient tones soon lull you into a reverie, with the faint sounds of rushing water mixed into the track. It’s an obvious callback to the family of ghostly cousins’ original abode, but it soothes your mind as your anxieties flow away. As you close your eyes, you feel the sensation of the water surrounding you, floating through space and time and easing your body and mind. Mettaton’s hand is a tether to the physical world, keeping you grounded as your mind drifts away peacefully. Although they were once wide and bloodshot, your eyes become heavy and worn as you finally sail away into a restful sleep.

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Kinktober 2023 Day 31: Free Day

This fic concept is near and dear to my heart, as being with a trans partner and being allowed to explore my feminine side is really meaningful! This was written with a transmasc reader in mind, but it can also work for a transfem reader! I’ll definitely be fleshing this one out later on, and I hope you all have a fun Halloween/Samhain!

💖 Many thanks to @flightlessangelwings for the prompt list! 💖

Ship: Mettaton EX x Trans!Reader

Word count: 122

Applicable Tags: Makeup, Lipstick, Feminine Affirmation, Praise Kink, Teasing, Love Bites, Pet Names, Fluff and Smut, Reader is a Human, Reader Is Not Frisk, POV Second Person

Mettaton finishes applying the bright pink lipstick on you, taking a moment to wipe away a smudge at the corner before leaning back to appreciate his work. “You look absolutely gorgeous, darling!” He kisses your hand, leaving a mark that's half-black and half-pink. “I’m honored that you came to me, sweetheart. I’m always open to helping you with anything that lets you express yourself!” He looks at you adoringly, and his fans begin to whirr. “You know…” he kisses your cheek, leaving another mark. “I can always help you mess up your look if you wish.” His head dips down, and he begins to suck on your neck, his sharp canines nibbling on your soft skin. “If you know what I mean.”

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Kinktober 2023 Day 30: Breath Play

💖 Many thanks to @flightlessangelwings for the prompt list! 💖

Ship: Vaati x GN!Reader

Word count: 102

Applicable Tags: Dub-Con, Breath Play, Asphyxiation, Master/Pet, Inappropriate Use of Magic, Dom/sub, Bratting, Dom!Vaati, Sub!Reader, Brat!Reader, Face-Fucking, Blowjobs, Dirty Talk, Punishment, Pet Names, Reader is a Hylian, POV Second Person

You’re kneeling in front of your Master, his pale cock in front of your face as you stare him down. “Make. Me.”

“Oh, my love,” with a gesture of his hands, Vaati sucks the air out of your lungs. “I don’t think you should talk anymore. You lost those privileges a while ago, but I was too nice to you then.” As you struggle to stay conscious, Vaati grips the back of your head and forces his member down your throat. “This is much better, don’t you think? You’re so good at pleasing me when you have no other choice, my pet~”

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Kinktober 2023 Day 29: Gagging

More sadistic Zelda >:D The pair of panties in the fic are these specifically, if anyone’s wondering!

💖 Many thanks to @flightlessangelwings for the prompt list! 💖

Ship: VaaZel

Word count: 121

Applicable Tags: Femdom, Degradation, Dirty Talk, Panty Kink, Panty Gag, Dom!Zelda, Sub!Vaati, POV Third Person Omniscient

“You REALLY thought I wouldn’t notice? A bunch of my panties go missing, and it turns out they’re all hidden under the bed in YOUR room?” Zelda held a pair of said panties in her hand, a shade of blush pink with white and bright pink flower detailing on the sides.

“Zelda, I promise, I-” Vaati Zelda cut Vaati off with a sharp tug of his cape as she held onto him.

“You just wanted to use them for your perverted fantasies, didn’t you?” She clenches the undergarments in her hands. “Well, if you like it so much, you can take them!” The princess shoves the panties in her hands into his mouth, causing him to choke and gag around them.

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Kinktober 2023 Day 28: Blowjobs

💖 Many thanks to @flightlessangelwings for the prompt list! 💖

Ship: VaaLink

Word count: 108

Applicable Tags: Blowjob, Hylian Sign Language, Mute Link, Pet Names, Dirty Talk, Teasing, POV Third Person Omniscient

Warmth pools at the bottom of Link’s stomach as the slender disguised Minish bobs his head up and down his length. His long, lilac hair is tied back to prevent it from getting in the way, giving the Hylian a perfect view of his hollowed-out cheeks. Vaati, please! Link’s hands shake as he tries to communicate, breathy moans escaping his lips.

Vaati lets out a satisfactory hum around Link’s member, fondling his balls as he sucks harder. He takes it out momentarily, smirking up at the blond as he strokes him. “Enjoying yourself, my little hero?” Link fervently nods in response, his face red as a Jabber Nut.

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Kinktober 2023 Day 27: Food Play

💖 Many thanks to @flightlessangelwings for the prompt list! 💖

Ship: JoseAlex

Word count: 102

Applicable Tags: Food Play, Nipple Play, Fluff and Smut, Table Sex, Whipped Cream, POV Third Person Omniscient

The hiss of the whipped cream can echoed through the kitchen, making Alex giggle. “Jeez, I can’t believe we’re doing this!” They lie on the kitchen table, propping themselves up with their arms.

“You’re the one who suggested it, babe!” Joseph laughed, applying more whipped cream on the shorter one’s nipples.

“That’s fair, but-” Alex was cut off by Joseph sucking on their chest hard and swallowing all the whipped cream. “Oh, fuck, that’s good~”

Joseph hummed confidently, sucking harder. “Mmmm~” He lifted off with a pop, smirking at Alex’s lust-filled face. “Seems you like it, then?” Alex fervently nods in response.

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Kinktober 2023 Day 26: Deep Throating & Choking

This one may or may not have been partly inspired by real-life events~ It’s a bit more abstract than what’s usually seen as deepthroating, but I had the idea to turn it into fic form and wanted to do it!

💖 Many thanks to @flightlessangelwings for the prompt list! 💖

Ship: KiraHim

Word count: 100

Applicable Tags: Rape/Non-Con, Deep Throating, Choking, Gagging, Hair-pulling, Tongues, Asphyxiation, Dom/sub, Sadism, Dom!Ghirahim, Sub!Original Character, Age Gap, Ghirahim Being A Little Shit, Abusive Relationship, POV Third Person Omniscient

Ghirahim pulls hard on Kirah’s hair, causing their mouth to open and cry out in pain. He shoves his tongue into their mouth, worming it down their throat. Kirah gags, tears pricking at the corner of their eyes and pushing their gag reflex to the limit. The Hylian can’t help but choke on it, the sensation only amplifying as the Demon Lord’s free hand moves up to grip their throat and keep them in place. His tongue gyrates in them, eliciting lewd, wet sounds and gasps for air. Ghirahim only moans louder, entertained by Kirah’s feeble attempts to keep conscious.

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Kinktober 2023 Day 25: Orgasm Denial

Ok, so I’m not usually a VaaZel shipper, BUT I have a soft spot for femdoms, and I think FS/FSA Zelda can be a little sick and twisted as a treat XD I personally don’t see them as dating and instead strictly a D/s relationship, but you can view them however you choose! (Also, Vaati has huge balls going in line with real-life rat biology :3c)

💖 Many thanks to @flightlessangelwings for the prompt list! 💖

Ship: VaaZel

Word count: 112

Applicable Tags: Femdom, Cock & Ball Torture, Chastity Device, Praise Kink, Dirty Talk, Teasing, Dom!Zelda, Sub!Vaati, Pet Names, Mistress, POV Third Person Omniscient

“Have you been a good boy and kept your cage on all month?” Zelda teased Vaati, gently squeezing the parts of his balls not concealed by his chastity belt.

“Yes, my Lady.” Vaati whines, already pushed to the limit by his Mistress. Pre-come leaked from the opening at his tip, dripping onto the floor where he sat.

“Good boy!” She lightly slaps his cock, causing him to flinch and whine louder. “It shouldn’t be an issue if we keep it on for another month, then! After all, if you’ve behaved this long, surely you can do it more!”

“My Lady, please-” Zelda holds a finger up to Vaati’s mouth, quieting all refusal.

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Kinktober 2023 Day 24: Lingerie

This particular drabble is based on this art by x3DDD18/@linksxinks! I love his art, especially the way he draws Vaati! I also have a soft spot for bunny suits, which incentivized me to write about them more!

💖 Many thanks to @flightlessangelwings for the prompt list! 💖

Ship: Vaati x Transmasc!Link

Word count: 116

Applicable Tags: Lingerie, Bunny Suit, Breeding Kink, Dirty Talk, Teasing, Light Dom/sub, Penis In Vagina Sex, Top!Vaati, Bottom!Link, POV Third Person Omniscient

“What a sweet little bunny you are~” Vaati teases Link as the Hylian tugs on the frilled purple bust of his cut-out bunny suit. “Was there a reason you wanted to get dressed up? Did you want to look cute, show off, or,” Vaati grabs Link’s hips, pulling him close, and whispers, “Do you want me to breed you like a rabbit?”

“I- um-” Link’s face turns a deep red, his skin warming up under Vaati’s touch. “Yes,” he whispers, averting his gaze as he confesses.

“Well, let’s waste no time then,” the mage chuckles, pulling his pants down and the crotch of Link’s bodysuit to the side before thrusting his cock into his fertile hole.

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Kinktober 2023 Day 23: Dirty Talk, Begging, & CNC

�� Many thanks to @flightlessangelwings for the prompt list! 💖

Ship: KiraHim

Word count: 120

Applicable Tags: Rape/Non-Con, Dom/sub, Sadism, Begging, Dirty Talk, Dom!Ghirahim, Sub!Original Character, Age Gap, Ghirahim Being A Little Shit, Master/Slave, Teasing, Undescribed Penetrative Sex, Degradation, Kirah Orgasms, Pet Names, Ghirahim Being A Little Shit, POV Third Person Omniscient

“S-stop! Please j-just stop!” Tears stream down Kirah’s face as Ghirahim violates them, his member thrusting in and out of them ruthlessly.

“I promised you I wouldn’t grant you a swift end, did I not? Now stop your sniveling, you worthless whore, and let me take what belongs to me~” Ghirahim’s sharp, black nails dig into Kirah’s hips, leaving indents and bringing blood to the surface. “You’ll find it quite useless to fight back, so I recommend you give in to the pleasure I’m providing, sky child.”

Despite the torment they’re being put through, Kirah can’t help but near their release. After an especially rough thrust, their body betrays them, clenching around the Demon Lord’s cock and milking him dry.

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Kinktober 2023 Day 22: Voice Kink

This drabble, in particular, was inspired by the GOAT of all Undertail audios, crashboombanger/trashboomdonger! Unfortunately, he’s been gone from the internet for years, but there are some remnants of his posts around, particularly this one, which gave me the glitching inspiration! I totally recommend checking out his work that was archived here (SFW) and here (NSFW) if you’ve got the time!

💖 Many thanks to @flightlessangelwings for the prompt list! 💖

Ship: Mettaton EX x GN!Reader

Word count: 109

Applicable tags: Voice Kink, Light Dom/sub, Sub!Mettaton, Dom!Reader, Cunnilingus, Interchangeable Robot Genitalia, Reader Is Not Frisk, Reader is a Human, Pink Flavored Goo Cum, Dirty Talk, Teasing, Mettaton Orgasms, POV Second Person

“O-oh my, d-darling! Who k-knew you were this skilled with your m-mouth?” Mettaton’s voice malfunctions as he moans, his speakers crackling as you suck on his clit.

You lift off of him with a pop and gently kiss his bright pink lower lips for affection. “God, you’re so hot when you glitch like that~” You lick a stripe up his pussy. “Keep doing it.”

You can hear your android boyfriend’s fans whirring as you order him, another moan escaping his lips. “Y-yes, darling!” His moans get higher and higher, culminating in a loud, erratic cry of your name as pink strawberry-flavored goop spills from him and onto your face.

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Kinktober 2023 Day 21: Hate Sex

GhiraLink isn’t even a ship of mine, but I listened to the song “Love Me Dead” and got inspired! I took a very kismesis-like approach to this one, and I hope you enjoy it!

💖 Many thanks to @flightlessangelwings for the prompt list! 💖

Ship: GhiraLink

Word count: 109

Applicable Tags: Rape/Non-Con, Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Swordplay, Dirty Talk, Teasing, Dom/sub, Dom!Ghirahim, Sub!Link, Top!Link, Bottom!Ghirahim, Threats of Violence, Sadism, Pet Names, Ghirahim Being A Little Shit, Power Bottom!Ghirahim, Submissive Top!Link, POV Third Person Omniscient

Ghirahim held his saber at the soft space on Link’s neck where his pulse beat, millimeters away from cutting him. He sat on the Hylian’s lap, his member thrusting into him. “You look so irresistible like this, sky child. It’d be so regrettable if I slit your throat right here.” He tilted the sword slightly, angling it closer. “Oh, to see your crimson-red blood soak the floor as I feel you oscillate inside me. How,” The Demon Lord leaned in, licking the shell of Link’s ear. “Tantalizing.” Link shuddered with disgust, and his eyes were stuck on the blade as it neared closer and closer to his Adam’s apple.

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Kinktober 2023 Day 20: Corruption

💖 Many thanks to @flightlessangelwings for the prompt list! 💖

Ship: KiraHim

Word count: 106

Applicable Tags: Dub-Con, Mindfuck, Master/Slave, Dom/sub, Dom!Ghirahim, Sub!Original Character, Abusive Relationship, Age Gap, Pet Names, Leash and Collar, Ghirahim Being A Little Shit, Teasing, Dirty Talk, Praise Kink, POV Third Person Omniscient

Ghirahim tilts Kirah’s chin up, savoring their vacant, submissive expression. “I’ve carved you into such a good slave since the day I captured you, my Starlight.” He chuckles softly, taking his hand from their chin to trace the black and gold leather collar around their neck, taking a moment to make the red diamond-shaped gem hanging from it jingle. “Oh, how that infuriating sky child reacted when I told him about your… predicament. It made me positively giddy to see his reaction!” The Demon Lord tugs on the matching leash to the collar, pulling Kirah closer to him. “He’ll never take you away from me. Ever.”

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