Gwyn lets herself into Azriel's home in an attempt to bribe him into being part of a group costume but finds Az wearing a Ghostface mask, in full thirst trap mode.

This is my first attempt at writing an actual smut scene so if it's terrible, just don't tell me.

Dr. Egon Elijah Spengler holds multiple doctorates, countless other qualifications and is a forerunner in his specialist field - of course he likes it when someone is a lil' bit possessive over him.

You go ahead and tell him he's a good boy and he's all yours.

Hear me out: somno but the dom is the one who's asleep?? Like a very tired mommy sleeping in a lot and a really impatient pet that can't control their instincts? They see her ass poking out of the sheets and can't help rubbing their needy parts on it. They moan softly as they start humping it slowly and gently as not to wake her up, but soon get too desperate, need to feel more. They slide it inside her and start moving gently, whimpering, mumbling "please please please." By then she wakes up, but doesn't do anything except smiling at her adorable needy pet. "Does it feel good baby?" she says in a sleepy voice, letting them know she's awake. They can't look her in the eye out of embarrassment, but can't stop either so they end up fucking and falling back asleep together 🩷

In the between time of Starcourt and Vecna, Steve stopped putting his usual effort for dates. Sure, his hair looks good and he’s a gentleman, but it’s been a while since he’s fretted over what he’s gonna wear or which cologne he’s going for. In 4x1 he’s wearing the same shirt he wore when he dropped Robin off at school and at work. Maybe he thought, “Eh, it’s a fine shirt and I don’t need another shower.”

He can’t put his finger on when exactly he stopped trying to impress, or maybe he’s not even fully aware of it. Just…none of these girls excite him, give him that spark that he’s been looking for ever since breaking up with Nancy. He doesn’t have the energy to scrub his skin raw or make time to shave. He’s jaded, and what’s the point of cleaning his Nikes with a toothbrush when he’s not going to call them back anyway?

Then Eddie happens. He wears Eddie’s vest through the depths of hell and even though he’s bleeding and grimy, it makes him feel something. He buys those cargo pants that he tucks into combat boots and a brown leather jacket that reminds him of Eddie, and even though they have bigger fish to fry, he keeps thinking about what Eddie will think when he gets back into the RV, all earth tones and a skintight shirt underneath.

He saw Eddie looking in the boat, felt Eddie’s breath against his face when he smiled and purred, “Big boy,” and it awakens something that’s been sleeping in the depths of Steve’s gut for a long time.

Eddie thinks Steve looks good, and for the first time in what feels like forever, Steve wants to put in the effort.

When it’s all said and done and Vecna is defeated, something clicks back into place. Steve wears jeans that he knows makes his ass look amazing and shirts that are tight around his biceps. He digs out his favorite cologne that’s been collecting dust in the cabinet, the mere idea that Eddie might look at him for a little longer than necessary spurring on that thing Steve’s been missing so much.

And sure, Eddie pokes fun at his polo shirts and lack of graphic tees, but he’s still looking, right? Rakes his gorgeous eyes up and down Steve’s body when Steve picks up the kids from DnD, leans so close over the counter of Family Video that he knows Eddie can smell his mouthwash. Eddie starts staring at his hands, so Steve makes a point to keep his nails clean and trim, tries to stop picking at them when he’s nervous.

And that brown leather jacket turns out to be a great investment, because when the four of them meet at the movies on a Friday night, Eddie saunters up close, looks at Steve like he’s a five star meal, and reaches out to finger the collar.

“Lookin’ good, Harrington.”

Eddie says it with sparkling eyes and a sly grin that says this is all for fun because he still thinks Steve’s straight, but Steve got over that crisis a while ago. It’s summer and he’s beginning to sweat but it’s so worth it, because all he wants is for Eddie to tell him he looks good with his hands, run them under the jacket and call him “big boy” quiet enough for only Steve to hear.

It’s all for you, Steve wants to say, and the truth of it makes his heart burst into flames in the best way.

It feels like a breath of fresh air to have Eddie’s attention on him like this, to be told that his effort was worth it by someone who excites him so much. For the first time Steve’s reputation can’t speak for him, he has to work for what he wants.

He rediscovers the joy of getting all done up for someone, dizzy with the knowledge that it’s for Eddie.

so, we all agree, Phantom has a praise kink

poor lil bug just wants to be good :(

desperately trying to please his partners in order to hear those damn words

"good boy"

he used to don't care about anything else, just wanted to be good

until, while he's riding Rain, the water ghoul just stares at him in total admiration and, with the whiniest dreamiest voice he tells him

"you're so beautiful"

oh, rainy, he's so stupidly in love

Phantom cums so hard he almost blacks out

yeah, maybe he doesn't just wanna be good

he likes to be praised

revelation.

ohhhh it's embarrassing how i always come back to these two

please tell me what a pretty boy i am for you as you ruin me — pressing my face down on the mattress with your fingers in my mouth, just making me whine and moan, unable to protest against your praise…

So many conservative Catholic women seem to have a very poorly veiled priest kink and y'know what? Same girl, those men of the cloth make me go a little feral too.

Most people: be good.

Regulus Black: counterargument; go fuck yourself.

James Potter, offhandedly: be good for me, please?

Regulus, blushing so hard he can feel it, breathing shakily: ...ok.

I need jegulus with baby Harry rn pleaseee

P.s love all your work🤎

You said right now with a compliment well you will get what you want! Also thank you you darling! This one is for you:

To the Match (1/1) (jegulus)

Somehow, James ended up with tickets to the England vs France quidditch match, and they were meeting Sirius and Monty there as well.

"Reg, I think he needs an extra blanket. Can you get the one fuzzy quilt from Remus, please?" James said as he settled Harry into the warp on his chest.

Regulus was dressed in a cozy knit jumper, jacket and soft black trousers. He had a matching knit hat from Effie pulled on, but his perfect curls poked out of the end. He walked over, quilt tucked under his arm, and fit a tiny hat on Harry's head. "Okay extra blanket. You got the bottles, diapers, and extra clothes. His sleep sac I sent over to your mum and dad's already, and he has extra clothes and toys there." Regulus listed off counting on his fingers.

"I think we're good love," James said leaning over slowly, and pausing for Regulus to nod or pull away before pressing a kiss onto his forehead. Regulus preened slightly as he leaned into James' touch. "Oh I'm excited," he whispered up to James. James beamed down at him. "Me too!"

They joined hands, James wrapped an arm around Harry, and they turned on the spot together landing safely just outside the pitch. Sirius ran over quickly to kiss Harry who cooed and smiled at his Godfather. James clapped a hand on Sirius and they started excitedly talking together as Monty joined them.

"Hello my boy," Monty said to Regulus who quickly nodded his head and smiled at him. It was nice that no one ever tried to hug him, especially since the Potters were so very touchy. It was funny though, since they had Harry, Regulus can't get enough of holding and kissing his son. He wants his son to grow up knowing touch as loving and soft and his choice always. So he reaches out, offering Monty his hand to shake, which he of course returns delightedly. "Shall we," Regulus says, and they all walk toward the entrance.

As the game goes on, Regulus keeps checking over Harry making sure he is alright. James has got him though, and has noise reducing earmuffs on him. Regulus didn't even think of those. He honestly fusses over Harry so much, but James is a natural and Regulus beams when Harry claps when James cheers. France wins but England catch the snitch, a lovely balance for the family and a wonderful end to the game. Harry was now sleeping on James chest as they traveled back to the Potter home for dinner. A perfect end to perfect day.

I finally got around to giving Varric the love and attention he deserves! I originally intended this to only be sweet and spicy, but the angst called to me and I couldn't resist. There will be a teaser under the cut, but you can read Inevitable in full on AO3.

TW: Forced sterilization that's eventually reversed.

After Hawke nearly dies, Varric realizes that being her best friend isn't good enough. She'd tried to tell him she loved him years ago and he brushed her off, convinced she could do better than him. He can only hope that he didn't ruin everything by not saying it then and that he won't ruin everything by saying it now. Anders is shocked to learn that he's missed his window of opportunity to confess his love to Hawke. He's upset, but Justice is furious.

“Pants,” she murmured, releasing his hair to push his jacket off his shoulders. 

She must have been more intoxicating than he’d anticipated, because he could only stare at her. “What about them?” 

“Are you gonna take them off or….” she trailed off expectantly. He shook his head to clear it and grunted in agreement. “You have done this before, haven’t you?” she teased, leaning back again. “Because if you haven’t we might want to stop for a quick discussion on how this all works.” 

“No, I think we’ve discussed plenty already, beautiful. The only words I wanna hear now is that delightful dirty talk you’re distressingly good at.” He shook his arm, trying to throw off the jacket while unlacing his pants at the same time. It was hard enough, but it became impossible when Max crossed her arms over her stomach and lifted the shift over her head. 

Okay, um- You've mentioned Kyvir having a bit of a praise thing, but I sort of wonder if Gortash might too. Maybe not a full-on kink, but...there's probably a reason why his parents are specifically *forced to constantly say nice things about him and how much they love him* while tadpoled.

Oh yeah, it's definitely a thing. With the Assholes Flymm it might partially be out of spite, I think? At least partially. I mean, he knows they don't love him. They know they don't love him. He knows they know they don't love him and they know he knows they don't love him. This is a charade that he's forcing them to take part in for his own amusement. There's definitely an element of wanting his parents to have to say nice things about him and talk about how much they love him, but I think in this case a good chunk of it is him knowing just how much they hate having to do it. The fact that his idea of how best to torment his parents involves making them be nice to him says a lot, though. As does the fact that he showed up with an entourage to tadpole them even though they were zero threat to him, actually.

But also like. yeah, I think Gortash would definitely not know how to deal with people praising him because they love him and they're proud of him. Which is a hilarious combination with Kyvir and his praise thing, because it was basically just "You can manipulate your partner by giving him the "genuine" praise he's been deprived of for so long that he'll be wrapped around your finger the moment you start consistently offering it! But Watch Out" for probably the first few years of their relationship until they stopped actively fighting each other for control of the alliance.

the feminine urge to be steven grant’s dom

My favorite thing about Poorks is a focus on character. I love Dr. Worm, but they really don’t think they’ve got the same talent for writing @poorks does

I mean it's possible Dr. Worm does to more character driven stuff, but doesn't dedicate that to their kink content? I know Nurs and Winona have some loooose lore surrounding them.

Poorks does go the extra mile with their writing though, like if it wasn't for the fact that people can be weird about it, their characters and universes would really thrive with their own wiki. That probably wouldn't even appeal to most people cause your average follower just wants to see tummies. But they and their bf could actually bulk up a wiki with all the stuff they write and build, even just with the content WE get to see.

ok holy fucking my god!!! Your Assistance fic is the BEST smut I have ever read. I have read sooo much smut 😂 over the years - it kept me engaged, there were twists and turns -- and holy fuck, was it hot or what. It had ... It all 😭😻👌🏼. Incredible!!! Just incredible!!! I mean this not in a creepy way, but I can tell you've definitely had some damn good sex before - 😂 like it was fucking hot but still... Realistic??

Please, please, do you have a kofi? I'd love to contribute some $$ to support you /your writing.

this is just about… the nicest thing any reader has ever said to me 🥺 thank you soooo much, ugh you have no idea what your praise means to me 💗 i’ve been reading fic for years too (jumping around fandoms of course but—) so i just know that this is super sincere and ?? idk this is just. making my existence as a writer glow right now. love you sm for telling me this and i’m soosososo glad you enjoyed my work 💘💘💘💘💘

on another note tho, no, i do not have a kofi but i seriously appreciate you asking and wanting to support me/ show a token of your gratitude. believe me, your kind words are more than enough to make a difference for me!!!