#sexy fae vikings

[belle-keys]

this is the worst book description I’ve ever read like I’m actually having a stroke

[terendelev]

I am crying, what kind of a summary is this???

[sanyu-thewitch05]

Black! F! Yuu Headcanons:

(Some visuals for the hair part. I got them off of Pinterest)

When you first get to Twisted Wonderland, you regret not getting braids

Now you have to find hair products in this new world and you hope they work.

Deuce and Ace try to help you. Key word TRY

♠️“I got the Black hair products you asked for!”

“That’s a box of black hair dye.”

❤️ “Yeah, Deuce. This is what she wants!”

“…And those are black bottles of Men’s shampoo and conditioner.”

“

❤️&♠️ “Oh…”

You end up going to Sam for help and he hooks you up with the hair care goods.

After that you go to Leona and ask for him to braid your hair.

He reluctantly says yes and gets Ruggie to help him. Which how you end up with fabulous Knotless braids with French curls on the end.

Malleus was surprised to see the second prince work so hard.

Sam’s Cajun seasoned food has a hold on you. You eat good when you’re around him.

Soul food made by Ghosts. Let me tell you, it puts the SOUL in Soul Food.

Vil loves doing your nails. He also loves using you for tinted sunscreens and makeup for darker people.

Oh my God, help Yuu. Pomefiore is the only group of boys to have lotion. Yuu can’t be ashy in public. Especially after what happened last time.

Last time when Yuu was ashy in public, Malleus noticed and immediately became enamored with Yuu thinking her ashy ankles and knees were a sign she’s turning in a gargoyle.

“I’m not a gargoyle! I just need lotion!”

🐉 “So? I find your grey skin attractive. Sexy even.”

“I’m not giving up lotion.”

Vil gives you lotion when all of yours suspiciously goes missing.

Grim loves to latch onto your braids. You have a hard time trying to get his claws out.

Kalim loves dressing you up in the latest fashions

Jamil loves cooking with you.

Imagine the surprise on Malleus’s face when the hair Sebek collected for the ancient Fae perfume of attraction doesn’t work in the potion.

Sebek collected nothing but strands of Kanekalon.

Now Malleus is growing weird hairs on his body.

Second Attempt at gaining your attention was putting those weird hairs to use and puts braids in his hair too. And it’s Viking braids.

Admittedly, Malleus looks hotter but it’s almost weird seeing him with kanekalon.

Washing the chicken….Malleus is putting up an issue.

🐉 “If you wash the chicken, you’ll lose the flavor of the blood.”

“Shut up, lizard boy.”

It’s even worse when Lilia gets the idea to wash the chicken.

Lilia washes the chicken in soap…………………and bleach.

[ghouljams]

The more I spend time reading your works, Friend, the worse my brainrot gets ; and I’m not complaining.

I’ve spent the last two days (it’s midnight here) throwing ideas on paper and in my IPad notes. I finished writing another thingy for the Hunter reader and fae!Ghost, but I’ve literally got two one-shots that happen before the events of this one and that I have to finish writing.

The thing is, I’ve already started writing ideas for the other 141 guys in the fae!Au. But I also want to write for König now, and Keegan, and Roach. I’ve got plans for a monster!Au, but also a Viking!Au. I mean, König would make for a great northern warrior.

I can’t stop thinking and writing about them all, and I have to find a job too. But do not send help, for I willingly jumped into this bottomless rabbit hole, and I won’t stop until I’m satisfied. This is healing me.

I mean, seriously. Creepy, sexy fae!Ghost and Viking!König ? Mouthwatering.

It is both healing and consumptive, but it is so deeply satisfying to be writing. I look forward to reading more of your work! You're such a talented writer so I'm excited.

More fae aus, more viking and monster aus, I want to read them.

Viking!König sounds delicious, big brute of a man, a feared warrior that might as well be jotun given his size. And fae!Ghost being creepy and sexy is just... my bread and butter. My tummy is rumbling for this feast of unnerving men.

[metalheadsforblacklivesmatter]

Things you should not dress up as your Halloween.

Any serial killers whose victims or immediate families are still alive. (Don't dress as Jeffery Dahmer.)

Any cultural specific costumes (Don't dress up as a geisha, Indigenous person, Hawai'ian, etc) I'm aware Hawaiian is an indigenous people but I needed to list the separately in case the reader didn't know.

Any costume that relies on antisemitic or racist tropes (Jynx's style is often attributed to the Japanese style Ganguro but many Black people in the world see this style as Japanese Blackface, witches and goblins with a large nose and dark curly hair are seen as antisemitic stereotypes)

Any religious or spiritual figures from closed practices. (No Voodoo priestess or Kali)

No viking looks with facepaint (there is no historical evidence that Vikings wore facepaint and that myth only started because TV shows used indigenous looks to make vikings look like heathens. So that's extremely anti-indigenous.)

No Blackface. No yellowface (dressing up to look Asian). No dressing up as an Indegous person. No dressing up as a Mexican person. No costumes dressing up as a specific race or ethnicity.

No culturally insensitive costumes. No Nazis. No Muslim suicide boomers. No slaves. No confederate soldiers.

No "sexy schoolgirls" or any outfits that sexualize minors.

No Harry Potter stuff. Please let JKR's memory fade so we can't all pretend like she never existed.

No homophobic or transphobic bullshit. (Dressing in drag is okay as long as it's not transphobic or racist)

No fatphobia or abelism. Missing limbs for your pirate costume is fine but like. No "mental patient" or some "psychopath" or stupid shit like that.

No terrorist. What the hell.

Before you dumbasses are like "Well I guess I'll just not because you're taking all of the fun out up it!" There's a lot of great ideas.

Cosplay characters (as long as you don't do blackface or yellowface. And any Japanese costumes don't include Japanese WW2 styles. You're good.) But fr you'd be suprised how many anime characters have Japanese WW2 clothing styles.

Puns. Everyone always loves a good cereal killer costume. Maybe Taco Belle?

Disney Princess. Same rule as above. No blackface or yellowface.

Animals are fun.

Superheros as long as you don't do blackface or yellowface.

Your favorite book character? Percy Jackson? Dracula? Frankenstein?

Fantasy creatures? Goblins and witches are fine if you don't use antisemitic trope. Werewolves are fine if you don't do anti-indigenous tropes. Vampires. Dragons.

Horror movie villains? There's a lot of good ideas there, as long as your villains don't use anti-indigenous or voodoo or hoodoo tropes.

SCPs

Professions? Firefighter? Teacher? I'll even accept a cop if you want to make a pig joke.

A good period costume? Like a gentleman with ba monocle and cane or a lady in a hoop skirt? As long as it's not Nazis, WW2 Japan, Indigenous, or otherwise offensive.

There's like, so many amazing ideas without being a racist dickwad. And I'd LOVE to see some dragons or SCPs this Halloween. Or some really awesome book character that you hyperfocused on. That'd be SO COOL.

(If you dress up as your favorite book character, feel free to take a picture and send it to the author. That makes their fucking DAY.)

But fr. There's SO many options without being a bigoted asshole, and quite honestly I think those options would be more creative and unique and STAND OUT.

Seriously, though. If I see any kids dressed as dragons, they can have the whole damn candy bowl.

-fae

[jinx-on-mars-19xx]

The Taste of Truth and Tall Tales

⚔️ All Previous Parts Here ⚔️

Dom x Colson (Yungblud x Machine Gun Kelly)

Warnings: future ABO, slick, heat scent, viking Col, fae Dom, desperate boys, sex talks, slight d/s, mild foot fetish, hints of ownership, cum tasting, teasing each other, working out rules, mentions of cunnilingus and hand jobs, slow burn ☠️ Rating: mature/explicit ☠️ ideas helped by @iamnotanearthlingmotherfucker 🖤

"Wha' you offering?"

Kol'son swallowed hard, the longer Dom's legs were spread wide the stronger his scent filled the room. It felt almost like an attack to the chieftain's senses, he couldn't believe his thrall was weaponizing his pretty pink pussy already. It was an untouched flower, a rose unbruised, an offering just for him. He felt broken with the question, he knew he was pausing too long and he was certainly staring too hard. He wasn't even trying to hide his longing or his cock that was throbbing between his legs. The way the boy presented himself was so… pure. He knew that might sound mad considering the kid was showing off his cunt like any beast in heat but it was true.

Even his dick was inviting in a way Kol wasn't used to. It was smaller than his own but thick enough his ass clenched at the thought of taking him, his throat felt tight at the ghost of a fantasy of his taste. He'd never thought twice about a man's shaft or balls and yet there he was wondering if he could get his mouth around them. Everything was smooth, the boy was hairless and soft in a way he knew the bed thralls worked to be. He was pink and glistening like a rose in the early morning and his smell was so strong he swore he could taste him like honey on his tongue. His boy didn't know how open he was being, he was acting on instinct not on some desire to be sexy. He didn't know what sexy was, he just trusted his master that much. Genuinely.

"You drooling daidí." The selkie giggled softly, reaching his foot to the man's face.

When the edge of Damhnaic's toes brushed the corner of his mouth Kol almost broke. He knew he made a less than manly noise but he was caring less and less. His love didn't have anything to compare it to, he could be honest here. He was safe. "I'm thinking about how good you taste." He growled low, curling his palm around the kid's ankle.

Dom whimpered, his hips shifting against his fur and trying to buck up as if to say 'well eat me then'- but the Viking knew he was probably reading into that. "Do I?" He asked softly, his breath shaking in his chest as he dropped his hand between his legs and soaked his fingertips. When he pulled them back to his face they were shiny with his slick and he flicked his tongue over them to taste.

The human cursed, his stomach aching with his need at the sight of his thrall tasting his own juices. He was getting so overwhelmed he was almost angry with it. He'd call him a bitch if he thought it were true but what made everything worse was that Dom truly didn't know how sensual he was. The innocence made it all the more a perfect torture. "Good?" He forced the question out, almost laughing when his boy furrowed his brows.

"It's alright I guess. Like yours better." Fuck if he wanted a taste he could easily get it. Kol had literally just cum not twenty minutes before but it didn't matter. He thought he might always be hard for his thrall and close to completion. He couldn't take the boy. He couldn't, but he knew if he denied him again it might break what beautiful bond was there between them. Dom was so open for him, his face a picture of trust and adoration. His cheeks were pink, his dark lips parted while he panted and waited for an answer, his eyes heavy lidded but tracking everything the man did.

"You're not asking to be bred?" He finally asked, clearing his throat. He swore the scent was trying to choke him but wouldn't that be the sweetest death?

Damhnaic groaned, his core clenching, the tingle there burning stronger just at the sound of that gruff voice speaking that fucking word. "I am, but we can take it slow." He purred back, his legs spreading wider unbidden. It was like he had to get his cunt closer to his master. He couldn't help it. Part of him was desperate to feel the Viking's cock spreading him open but as he glanced down at it a lump formed in his throat. He couldn't even get a finger inside himself, he didn't know where it would fit. "I'm yours, wha'ever ya want."

Kol'son swallowed a growl, he didn't want to scare the boy with how needy he actually was. He was the only one with experience, he'd have to take the lead. "If you're a good boy I'll start working on you. No matter what I decide to do, you have to promise to be honest. I won't fucking hurt you. If something hurts even a little you have to tell me and you can't bitch if you don't think it's enough. This won't happen overnight, you've never had anything inside you. Have you?" He knew the answer but he was trying to start an ongoing conversation about it and a back and forth between them to keep the trust. He needed his brat to know that while he was the king, Dom was allowed to be honest. He might be in control but… no matter what he called his love he didn't see him as his slave. He was safe to speak up, at least between them.

"No, jus' wha' you tried." The fae answered honestly. He knew he was close to something he just didn't understand what.

The chieftain took a deep breath and nodded, his muscles clenching all over to try and keep control. He wanted more than anything to dive between those spread thighs and devour what he was gifted but no. Not yet. "You're mine. I'll do what I wish with you. But if something is too much you'll tell me." It wasn't a request, it was a demand. He swore he could almost scent his love's moods so he hoped he could tell if something was wrong but this was a test in a way. He was making sure the kid would speak up. He couldn't even think of making love to him if he couldn't trust him to say no. It went with his earlier statement, if Dom called him master aloud he wouldn't fuck him. It was simple, he needed them to feel equal.

"I won't bed you until I think you're ready but I'll do with you what I want, when I want. If I call you to my lap and put my fingers inside you at dinner you'll let me. If I call you to me in the middle of chores and throw you to the ground to taste you-"

"I'll let you." Dom whimpered even though he knew he wasn't supposed to speak yet. Thankfully his master smiled at his impatience but he was starting to see that was part of what the man planned to teach him- how to take it slowly. He knew he would feel at his wits end and probably tortured long before he knew what it felt like to be impaled on that gorgeous cock. "I'll let you do any'fin. I swear."

Kol'son couldn't help but laugh, that wasn't the vow he had asked for but his thrall had the spirit of the matter at least. "As I was saying, I want to make sure it's good for you but fuck- I'm just a man. I'll take care of you when I think you need it. As long as you swear to trust me and tell me if anything hurts."

After a moment Dom nodded, his lip rolling between his fangs. "Course I trust you. But I swear. I'll be good daidí. I don't want nuffin to 'urt neither. Not me or you. Can I touch you?"

"Frey fucking help me- shit." Kol cursed, the boy was so fucking earnest and sweet and he didn't know what he was asking. "We'll see." Was all he could say.

"I can make you feel good. Already did." He purred and the smile he gave the chieftain was blinding and so adorably proud.

"Yeah, your ass is magic ástin mín." He joked, winking at his little prince. "But you want to-" His voice went thin and he had to swallow and lick his lips, the boy tracking every move. "-make me feel good? You want me to show you?"

"I fink I can figure it out." The fae huffed back, his chin rising with his surety. If his ass was good enough to get the human off it couldn't be that hard. He could figure it out. His thighs felt so wet, the pelt under him drenched in slick. Everything ached but he didn't want to say the wrong thing. He was too close to getting what he needed. At least hd thought.

"Oh yeah brat? Tell me. How would you get me off?" Kol was surprised at himself, he knew his thrall wasn't challenging him but the Viking knew himself. He enjoyed the power dynamics. There was a secret part of his soul that was howling at the gift he was given- a virgin who was so in love with him he could do anything. He had the ability to train his boy in every way he liked best and he could show Dom pleasures he never dreamed of. No matter what he did his thrall would think him a master of sex and he could have the perfect mate- bed mate in his love.

"I- I um- I-" Damhnaic blushed hot and felt a fresh wave of heat between his thighs. Gods he needed water or something. He huffed softly and put his hands together, his fingers linking as he made a circle about the size of his man's cock. When he felt those blue eyes staring he took a breath and tried to think what would feel good around his own. "I'd rub yas. Wiv me slick? Or 'old you in me mouf?"

Kol didn't know what noise left him but his dick jerked so hard he whined. Yeah. Yep. That would work. "Okay. So… you know a little." He huffed, leaning over his lap to hide his need. Dom smiled, his happiness evident but he was really starting to look a mess himself. He was trembling and soaked in sweat and visibly leaking from his cunt. Kol knew he needed to do something, the boy seemed almost ill with his desperation. "Nymph." He accidentally whispered, he wasn't accusing him exactly but… more and more he was starting to wonder if his love was human.

Dom's smile dropped, his heart in his throat. His master was still looking at him with so much adoration but he couldn't help but feel scared. "Is you asking?"

"Yes. No. Maybe?"

"I ain't tha'."

The Viking had never believed all the tall tales he'd been told, at times he even questioned if their gods existed after all he'd been through, but the longer he was around the prince the more he wondered. "You're magic." He sighed, it was why he didn't feel like he should touch him. Kiss him. It's why he felt too dirty to take anything from him. "That's not ink."

"Does it matter?" He could barely breathe with the fear and need warring in his chest.

Kol'son knew as the leader of his clan he should say yes. He should find out exactly who he'd welcomed inside his home but what he knew in his heart was- "No. I trust you."

"And you'll love me still?"

"Fuck yes." The moment was so charged and he knew he could lunge over the boy and do anything he wished in that moment. Dom trusted him. He just couldn't decide what to start with, he felt like he just returned from a raid and there was a feast laid out in front of him. No matter what he had to soothe the boy's obvious fear, he could taste the sour of it on his tongue. There was a spark between them that was threatening to burn the forest down and it was up to him to control the flames.

"Daidí please?"

Author's Note/Tags: @manicpixiedreamb0y @hollywoodxwhore @jaxbreaker @cole-way-iero28 @iamnotanearthlingmotherfucker 🖤

Sorry this was a little short, I have my second PT appointment today but I didn't want to leave y'all with nothing. I hope it was good, I'm enjoying getting to see a little of Kol's darker side. I love that he finally admitted he liked Dom being a virgin he can train 👀 And I love that he's chosing to stay in the dark about what Dom is. They're sweet together though. What do you think should be Kol's first move? 🖤☠️

[ceramicdove]

are they trying to advertise a book or a fic atp bc girl that is not how you make people want to read your books

As far as I could tell, the book is part of an original fantasy series! it's really fascinating how booktok so quickly managed to usurp publishing trends, so now you have original storywriters who cannot write and market themselves outside of a bite-sized social media/fanfiction format.

At this point, it's book #356 that tells us absolutely nothing about the story beyond its very basic trope-ified architecture (and not even the genre or tropes are remotely exciting, since we have seen an insane amount of popular erotic high fantasy series, "enemies-to-lovers" arcs, and hades/persephone retellings [which is its own can of worms because you have a plethora of authors vastly uneducated on mythology churning out mythology retellings on a factory bandwagon] getting published in recent years, so... add another one to the pile, I guess). like what are we supposed to get out of this. besides the "sexy fae vikings" 😭😭?

[pasdetrois]

angelika frankenstein, peter “touch her and I’ll unalive you” pan, and now the sexy fae vikings. peace on earth is an illusion and a myth, I’m afraid. a trifecta of agony one could say 🦭

[basilships]

AGH this is funny because Eric is my bitter beloathed and Faramir is my sweetest angel

under the cut, eric in this post + Faramir in the reblog

Eric is from True Blood, which is an adaptation of the southern vampire mystery or sookie stackhouse novels, both of which focus on Sookie's relationships with humanity and vampires (and more!) as a telepathic woman. who is blonde. the show is FAR better than the books, i know because i read the first two books, and that's a whole different issue that i won't touch right now, but they're okay. that's it. just okay. the show is VERY GOOD and i greatly enjoyed it despite it's issues. anyway

Eric Northman is a vampire who was turned as a viking a thousand years ago (and you're like what! you already have one thousand year old vampire f/o! yeah, i have a type, i don't know what to tell you) and he's... a lot. he's petty, he's sadistic, he's selfish, he's egotistical, he's an asshole, but he's very smart, and he's very clever, he's unbelievably strong and incredibly devoted to the things he is devoted to. in my defense, he was one of Sookie's love interests, so he's kind of made to be the mean bad boy type that's all about the darker side of vampirism, whereas her main love interest is the good side of it. it's a lot. anyway

he owns a vampire themed vampire bar in Louisiana, called Fangtasia. I love it and i hate it. he works with his bestie slash former lover slash progeny Pam, who fucking rules and serves cunt every day of the fuckin week. more about Pam later. he's the Sheriff of Area 5, which basically means he's in charge and all of the vampires in a certain area answer to him, and that's intimidating for a few seasons, and then you find out there's actually a fuck ton of people above him that make him a lot less intimidating, but he's like 6'4 and a THOUSAND years old and has plot armor so he's still really intimidating and sexy. he's kind of a boring white guy but you get to see his butt, so.

my self insert is named Matty and probably has a surname but i don't care right now. later on, you find out Sookie is a fairy (yeah, I don't... have a good explanation for that, it plays out pretty much how you expect, but yeah she's part fae) and that's where her telepathy comes from. so Matty is also part fae, meaning vampires are more attracted to his blood and he's got some magic in him, but he's not magical enough to read minds. i think i gave him vague intuition or something, he's still sort of magical and it gives me an excuse to make he and Sookie besties. he's an artist in Chicago working a string of shitty jobs even though, once he meets Eric, Eric keeps telling him he could pull string to get Matty into a better job. Matty hates that.

Matty kind of hates Eric until he loves him, and Eric kind of hates Matty until he loves him. they're toxic yaoi, i don't have excuse for it, they suck but they're endgame. like, both of you are assholes, don't ever get anyone else involved in whatever this is. they need each other. Matty is the one person who can stand up to Eric, and Eric is the one person who challenges Matty and can give him a sense of escape from his life. same thing Bill does for Sookie, but homoerotic and worse. they both push each other, they both help each other, they would die for each other but also not really, because they firmly believe they'd be able to prevent that. i don't have anything smart to say about them besides they're sexyyyy. i could post so much bullshit about them because i'm hilarious. not yet tho

[clexaao3feed]

Howl

by Vaderisbae

Lexa is the Commander of all the werewolves on the North American continent and rules from home base in Aspen Creek, Montana. When mutilated animal bodies start showing up in her home territory, she sends her wolves out to investigate. What she finds means that nothing will ever be the same again.

OR

Lexa is a badass werewolf BOSS. Clarke appears unexpectedly to throw a wrench in the works. A mysterious enemy starts wreaking havoc on the Aspen Creek pack and Lexa has to deal with it.

OR

Clexa is the ultimate power couple and destroys the fuck out of the Mountain.

Words: 4638, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Series: Part 2 of Tales of the Commander

Fandoms: The 100 (TV), Mercy Thompson Series - Patricia Briggs, Alpha and Omega - Patricia Briggs

Rating: Mature

Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence

Categories: F/F, F/M

Characters: Clarke Griffin, Lexa (The 100), Anya (The 100), Octavia Blake, Bellamy Blake, Raven Reyes, Gustus (The 100), Monty Green, Indra (The 100), John Murphy (The 100), Niylah (The 100), Nyko (The 100), Ryder (The 100), Mountain Men (The 100), Reapers (The 100), Jasper Jordan, Aden (The 100), Dante Wallace, Cage Wallace, Minor Characters

Relationships: Clarke Griffin/Lexa, Clarke Griffin & Lexa, Anya/Raven Reyes, Octavia Blake/Lincoln, Gustus/Indra (The 100)

Additional Tags: Alternate Universe, Alternate Universe - Urban Fantasy, Alternate Universe - Werewolf, Alternate Universe - Vampire, Fae & Fairies, Alternate Universe - Magic, Canon-Typical Violence, Blood and Gore, BAMF Clarke Griffin/Lexa, BAMF Clarke Griffin, BAMF Lexa (The 100), Werewolf Lexa (The 100), Werewolf Anya (The 100), Werewolf Lincoln (The 100), Werewolf Gustus (The 100), Witch Indra (The 100), Shaman Indra (The 100), Alpha Lexa (The 100), Magic Clarke Griffin (The 100), Clexa, Slow Burn Clarke Griffin/Lexa, Action & Romance, Relationship(s), Non-Traditional Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, But for real though, I'm not a fan of most alpha/beta/omega dynamics, no weird sexy werewolf shit I swear, Native American/First Nations Legends & Lore, Trikru Native American Tribe, Native American Lexa, Viking Clarke, i'm sure there's stuff i'm missing, Tales of the Commander series, if you suggest tags i'll add them

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[laketaj24]

Omg, you write about vikings 😍😍🔥 can’t wait to read all of them ❤️❤️can you write smth sexy about Ubbe? 😍😍

Girl… can I!! If you like Ubbe sneaking around on Margarethe there is Thoughtless. 🤫😍👀Ubbe being a sexy Dom!Ubbe and kind of scaring the shit out of you there is The Arrangement (My Favorite Personally)

😍😍

He’s also featured in Game On/Played ☺️🤩I’m working on a Songbook Fic about him. I have a series of one shot house party imagines about him(untitled)🍺🥃🏘💦🎉🎊Several Drabbles 📃And one fic on my computer marinating about him with faeNext Thirstday I have him being a gladiator ⚔️🛡🗡I’m also writing about him being a King with Many wives

🤴🏼👸🏽👸🏾👸🏻

But if you have any requests please send them He’s literally one of my faves to write about and I’ll tag you in various works I have sooo you can read those I mentioned!!!i hope you enjoy my works babe!!

[ao3feed-the100]

Howl

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/3aa4EUa

by Vaderisbae

Lexa is the Commander of all the werewolves on the North American continent and rules from home base in Aspen Creek, Montana. When mutilated animal bodies start showing up in her home territory, she sends her wolves out to investigate. What she finds means that nothing will ever be the same again.

OR

Lexa is a badass werewolf BOSS. Clarke appears unexpectedly to throw a wrench in the works. A mysterious enemy starts wreaking havoc on the Aspen Creek pack and Lexa has to deal with it.

OR

Clexa is the ultimate power couple and destroys the fuck out of the Mountain.

Words: 4638, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Series: Part 2 of Tales of the Commander

Fandoms: The 100 (TV), Mercy Thompson Series - Patricia Briggs, Alpha and Omega - Patricia Briggs

Rating: Mature

Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence

Categories: F/F, F/M

Characters: Clarke Griffin, Lexa (The 100), Anya (The 100), Octavia Blake, Bellamy Blake, Raven Reyes, Gustus (The 100), Monty Green, Indra (The 100), John Murphy (The 100), Niylah (The 100), Nyko (The 100), Ryder (The 100), Mountain Men (The 100), Reapers (The 100), Jasper Jordan, Aden (The 100), Dante Wallace, Cage Wallace, Minor Characters

Relationships: Clarke Griffin/Lexa, Clarke Griffin & Lexa, Anya/Raven Reyes, Octavia Blake/Lincoln, Gustus/Indra (The 100)

Additional Tags: Alternate Universe, Alternate Universe - Urban Fantasy, Alternate Universe - Werewolf, Alternate Universe - Vampire, Fae & Fairies, Alternate Universe - Magic, Canon-Typical Violence, Blood and Gore, BAMF Clarke Griffin/Lexa, BAMF Clarke Griffin, BAMF Lexa (The 100), Werewolf Lexa (The 100), Werewolf Anya (The 100), Werewolf Lincoln (The 100), Werewolf Gustus (The 100), Witch Indra (The 100), Shaman Indra (The 100), Alpha Lexa (The 100), Magic Clarke Griffin (The 100), Clexa, Slow Burn Clarke Griffin/Lexa, Action & Romance, Relationship(s), Non-Traditional Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, But for real though, I'm not a fan of most alpha/beta/omega dynamics, no weird sexy werewolf shit I swear, Native American/First Nations Legends & Lore, Trikru Native American Tribe, Native American Lexa, Viking Clarke, i'm sure there's stuff i'm missing, Tales of the Commander series, if you suggest tags i'll add them

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/3aa4EUa

[clexa-endgame]

Howl

by Vaderisbae

Lexa is the Commander of all the werewolves on the North American continent and rules from home base in Aspen Creek, Montana. When mutilated animal bodies start showing up in her home territory, she sends her wolves out to investigate. What she finds means that nothing will ever be the same again.

OR

Lexa is a badass werewolf BOSS. Clarke appears unexpectedly to throw a wrench in the works. A mysterious enemy starts wreaking havoc on the Aspen Creek pack and Lexa has to deal with it.

OR

Clexa is the ultimate power couple and destroys the fuck out of the Mountain.

Words: 4638, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Series: Part 2 of Tales of the Marrok

Fandoms: The 100 (TV), Mercy Thompson Series - Patricia Briggs, Alpha and Omega - Patricia Briggs

Rating: Mature

Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence

Categories: F/F, F/M

Characters: Clarke Griffin, Lexa (The 100), Anya (The 100), Octavia Blake, Bellamy Blake, Raven Reyes, Gustus (The 100), Monty Green, Indra (The 100), John Murphy (The 100), Niylah (The 100), Nyko (The 100), Ryder (The 100), Mountain Men (The 100), Reapers (The 100), Jasper Jordan, Aden (The 100), Dante Wallace, Cage Wallace, Minor Characters

Relationships: Clarke Griffin/Lexa, Clarke Griffin & Lexa, Anya/Raven Reyes, Octavia Blake/Lincoln, Gustus/Indra (The 100)

Additional Tags: Alternate Universe, Alternate Universe - Urban Fantasy, Alternate Universe - Werewolf, Alternate Universe - Vampire, Fae & Fairies, Alternate Universe - Magic, Canon-Typical Violence, Blood and Gore, BAMF Clarke Griffin/Lexa, BAMF Clarke Griffin, BAMF Lexa (The 100), Werewolf Lexa (The 100), Werewolf Anya (The 100), Werewolf Lincoln (The 100), Werewolf Gustus (The 100), Witch Indra (The 100), Shaman Indra (The 100), Alpha Lexa (The 100), Magic Clarke Griffin (The 100), Clexa, Slow Burn Clarke Griffin/Lexa, Action & Romance, Relationship(s), Non-Traditional Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, But for real though, I'm not a fan of most alpha/beta/omega dynamics, no weird sexy werewolf shit I swear, Native American/First Nations Legends & Lore, Trikru Native American Tribe, Native American Lexa, Viking Clarke, i'm sure there's stuff i'm missing, Tales of the Commander series, if you suggest tags i'll add them

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[ghouljams]

And here is my first OC/Reader concept talk !

Okay, so I found a bunch of little somethings I had written for the fae!Au darling I wasn’t sure about. I’m still not sure about who she will be with, which one of the guys she will drive crazy, but here is what I have so far :

She is supposed to be a charismatic young woman who knows what she wants. Very independent, she believes she doesn’t need anyone to achieve her goals ; however, she doesn’t run away from friendships and possible romantic relationships. She even sometimes indulges in one-night stands, especially when stressed.

At first, she might seem cold and « too out of anyone’s league ». Some people send her lots of nasty side-eyes even though she didn’t do anything to them because of how independent she is and how she isn’t afraid of showing it. She gets sneers, sometimes, but she doesn’t care. The thing is that she is actually a warm soul with lots of « soft mommy » vibes.

Piss her off, though, and she will elegantly make you regret the very day you decided to be born.

Very « sexy and fashionable vampire » vibes, too ? Which can be quite confusing for a lot of weaker fae because she doesn’t have a ounce of magic in her, so they don’t know if she’s just a regular human or a being so powerful she can trick anyone into thinking she is one.

I’ve also written a long list of things that are supposed to give the same vibe as her when put together ? I don’t know if it makes sense, but here :

Organised and tidy - amazingly stylish - confident - interested in films, literature and arts - wise beyond her years - the mom friend that can make you horny without even trying - drinks tea on her balcony - intelligent eyes - a mix between Ravenclaw and Slytherin ?

Deep conversations - face masks - silver anklets - aesthetic instagram feed - poetry - mythology - dark chocolate in winter - warm blanket and stormy nights -large bookshelves filled with classics and first editions - long, elegant dresses and tailored suits - high heels and painted stiletto nails - tea with honey - train rides across the country - classical piano playlists - black cars - white cats - old caste ruins.

I was thinking about her being a journalist, who can gain information by effortlessly making people uncomfortable or by making them feel at ease with her with just a shift of her posture. The kind who is determined to get every single thing she needs to write really good articles ; who will always be respectful but can put people back in their place really quickly. There’s something about her that you can’t quite place, that can have people actually wonder if she’s human or not.

Or, I was thinking about her being a model, with a catwalk so entrancing you can’t bring yourself to look at anyone else on the runway. Who always finds the right pose to enhance the outfit she’s wearing, and is the dream of every photographer. The model who is not an object, and is not afraid to say it, even if the ambiance on set shifts on the more uncomfortable side because of it. Who isn’t afraid to say things, who doesn’t take shit from anyone - managers, photographs, paparazzis and even other models.

That’s all I have for now. since Ghost, Soap and Price are already taken, she won’t be their darling ; but I don’t know who will suit her best, and how to organise their meeting. I really need to read about the different kinds of fae folks, maybe it will give me an idea.

I feel like she would not be unhinged enough for König, but at the same time, maybe I could find a way to create an interesting dynamic ? Some kind of chase, as she won’t be an easy prey even if she does not know fae people exist. I also have no idea how to write Gaz for some reason ? I’m never satisfied whenever I try, but maybe they would fit together quite well ? Or Roach. Or Keegan. Or…

So many fine characters to choose from, and no real idea on what to make them.

Anyway, I hope you like her, Friend ! Ideas for the Viking!AU are also flowing, this is getting more and more interesting by the minute. I’ve fallen into a wormhole of binge-eating myths and knowledge and playlists, and it’s amazing. Thank you again for inspiring me.

Lots of love from Mii, and may inspiration never leave you ! (Take some time to yourself too, though - that’s important o/) 💚

Hmmmmm The aesthetic is very clear, and you definitely seem to know the character. Maybe too well? If that makes sense. Sometimes when I have a character this clear in my head it's hard to fit them into another character's story.

I guess my advice on boy choice is to look at who you think she would grow the most in a story with. I can see someone like Roach who operates more under the radar might be an interesting foil to someone that's clearly not shying away from the spotlight. Similarly Keegan's humor and sort of rough charm might be a good foil for her effortless elegance. You could also look at who would compliment her bad traits well, who's going to fill in the gaps in her personality? Idk what those gaps are, but that might also help you figure out who you want to pair her with.

Fun OC! We love a sexy vampire babe.

Lots of love!!! I go where the wind takes me, and where the inspiration drags my dumb ass. Never anywhere good. <3

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She's come back to steal his heart.

  Ty Jenkins is a good man. For five long years he's devoted his life to his young daughter, Katie, giving everything he's got to make sure she won't miss the one thing she can't have--a mother. When that very woman blows back into town, Ty's world is turned upside down. He'd do anything to care for Katie, but caring for her gets complicated when he still has feelings for the woman who abandoned them both.

 Jodi Morgan has made a lot of mistakes in her life, and the biggest one of all was giving up her infant daughter the day she was born. But now she's back in Big Sur, California, determined to be there for her girl however she can. What Jodi didn't count on was the way she feels about Katie's father. Between his devotion to Katie and his work-honed body, Ty is one hell of an attractive package.

 As two parents begin a journey to do what's best for their child, they rediscover the feelings they once had for one another. Can Ty trust Jodi not to leave again? Has she come to be part of Katie's future? Or will she steal his heart?

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Ty stood and watched her as she gazed out at the ocean beyond the railing of the deck. He remembered the first time he’d laid eyes on her almost six years ago. She’d been standing behind the counter of his aunt’s coffee shop, all that pale blonde hair piled in a mess on top of her head. Her cornflower-blue eyes—eyes he knew as well as his own now—sparkled when she smiled at customers, and he’d felt it immediately. As if a bolt of lightning had struck him, he’d wanted that girl. He’d wanted that sparkle and glow to be for him.

And for a brief time, it was.

But now, as he quietly watched her, none of the sparkle was there anymore. None of the vibrancy that had been so magnetic when they’d known each other earlier. No, Jodi was different. He could see it in the set of her shoulders, the way she held her arms so tight against her body. Then she turned and looked at him, and it was in her eyes. It was breath stealing, the sorrow he saw there, but he steeled himself against it. Closed himself off and let a layer of armor wind around his heart and his body. Because no matter how sad she might be, she was here to upend his life, to try to take the single most important thing he had, and even if it made her sad for the rest of her life, he wasn’t about to give her what she wanted.

Katie wasn’t negotiable.

“You came,” she said, giving him a small smile as she turned more fully, the thin embroidered cotton dress she wore blowing around her thighs in the breeze.

Her hair was still that same shade of platinum it had always been—so rare for an adult to be that blonde naturally, but Jodi looked like the fae out of some Nordic fairy tale, all fair skin, white-blonde hair, and pale blue eyes. She was tall at five ten, he was taller at six two, and she was strong—long legs, wide shoulders, narrow hips—but buxom as well, a Viking warrior princess.

He gave himself a little shake, remembering that if she wasn’t exactly the enemy now, she sure as hell wasn’t his friend.

“Surely you didn’t expect me to find out you were in town and just ignore it?”

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[jinx-on-mars-19xx]

The Buds Bloom in Spring

⚔️ All Previous Parts Here ⚔️

Dom x Colson (Yungblud x Machine Gun Kelly)

Warning: ABO (knots, slick, mpreg), Viking/god Col, fae/god Dom, fluff, smut, we all deserve some happy, spring puns, fear, PTSD, a few mentions of sexual assault and miscarriage (Dom), some angst, needy boys, bites/marking, commands, masterbation, facials, cum shot, teasing, body worship, almost annoying amounts of love and worship, god puns, Col being silly, Col being cocky af, lactation kink, cum tasting, cliffhanger (sexy one) ☠️ rating: explicit ☠️ shared ideas by: @iamnotanearthlingmotherfucker 🖤 Dom centric body worship chapter because: happy birthday Dom! 🎂

Dom was nervous. He knew he should be relaxed, they'd literally just destroyed the only people after them but he was anxious sitting with his pups with all their people milling around. He wanted to trust their clans but there was a small voice in the back of his mind whispering they had never caught whoever Megna convinced to help her. He knew it wasn't Tavis- he was a last minute weapon that she used wrong, and it wasn't Eric- he was her last ditch effort. He worried that meant there was someone about who helped to poison him and his children. It was impossible for him to enjoy the food unless explicitly brought to him by Inga but she didn't mind. She was just as careful as he was honestly.

The party was in full swing, almost everyone was deep in their cups and wild. He knew part of it was the relief but honestly he knew their people loved to have fun- any excuse was a good excuse. It was normally a beautiful sight to him but he was scared. He couldn't get rid of it completely. It was incredible to witness all three- now four clans mingling even though the newest additions were a small number. For now. It was obviously a little split, they couldn't completely get their human villagers comfortable with their magical ones but as long as they weren't fighting it was fine.

Kol'son was close of course, he'd shifted back and their son had thankfully followed suit but the man was more drunk than he probably meant to be. Dom was used to being pawed at, he loved it normally but with everything that had tumbled from his mouth that day he was… sensitive. To say the least. He wasn't annoyed, he adored the Viking and totally understood his need for libations. The god had been through hell right along with him, he deserved the peace of mind that alcohol and their kin's herbs hopefully brought. Dom just didn't feel comfortable taking part. He wanted to be sober just in case. There was a sick feeling in his stomach and he wasn't sure if it was the revenge, their newly growing babe, or his fear.

"Mmm, who's the most beautiful bitch at this feast?" Kol purred as he leaned over to his wife's throne and kissed his cheek. He could feel there was something off but he couldn't place what it was which always drove him insane.

"Ciarán?" Dom teased back, feeling enough levity to at least play along and they both searched out their happy son in the crowd. Cia was dancing with his uncles, his arms tangled around Tom's neck. He was obviously sleepy but warring with himself. He'd be out before long but they trusted their brothers to care for him.

"Close, but no." The god hummed, his lips working a trail down the boy's neck. Normally the siren would be pushing into it, begging with his body and mind that they get even closer but he only tilted his head and that more than anything worried the wolf.

"Rose?" He teased, gently rocking the basket their daughters were in. The boy's had their own as if they'd accidentally paired alpha and omega together. It wasn't on purpose though, which babes were most comfortable with each other could change daily. Sometimes they switched who they wanted to snuggle with and at times they wouldn't calm unless they were all close together.

"Definitely close, but no. You're the prettiest bitch. But I'll remember to tell the kids you implied they were." He joked, chuckling when Dom scoffed.

"Oh but it's good enough for me?" The boy asked, his jade eyes innocent and wide as his gaze met Kol'son's and made his heart stutter. They'd been together for years but it never mattered, Dom would always be so gorgeous it took his breath away.

The Viking sighed, his lips curling in a dopey smile and he cupped his queen's cheek and caressed his pink skin with his thumb. "You've always been my bitch." He teased, the tip of his thumb ghosting over his lover's bottom lip. "From thrall to goddess. Why am I not surprised? I thought you were one the day I found you with my father's sword between your legs."

Dom choked, his cheeks turning even redder at his husband's words. Gods the man was smashed, he didn't normally talk so sweetly in front of others but he hoped no one heard that and took it wrong. The selkie huffed, biting the tip of his daidí's finger and sucking softly. He wasn't surprised by the way his belly flipped or the way his core tingled, if anything he was thankful. He was scared the goddess of rot had broken something inside him but he wasn't daft enough to think everything would be perfect automatically. "I'd raver your sword between 'em."

A low growl rumbled in the alpha's chest and he stood without another word. He honestly didn't give a fuck if the feast was in their name, they'd spent time with their people and it was time to get his mate alone, it'd be going on for days anyway. Dom didn't know which he was more impressed by- the way his husband gripped both baskets in one hand or the moment he slipped an arm under the siren's ass and scooped him up as well. A high squeak escaped him that of course the man chuckled at but he was thrown half over the brute's shoulder and couldn't help but be embarrassed.

'We've got the boy. Would you like us to take the babes?' Mod's voice floated through their minds but Dom shook his head. He needed them close and it would be better if no one had to come knocking every time little mouths needed fed. He thought a quick thank you but couldn't really look up, his husband had him at an awkward angle though he wouldn't complain. Kol'son's ass might be less plump than his own but let's be real- no one had an ass like him and he adored every inch of his mate anyway. Down to his perky sweet butt. The moment night air surrounded him instead of the smoky great hall he let one hand wander down his daidí's back to tuck inside the back of his pants. The Viking stumbled before hiking Dom more stable on his shoulder and he pulled the boy's tunic up. The siren squeaked, a fresh trickle of slick escaping his overheated folds but he blushed even warmer. He walked around naked frequently but having just his ass and pussy on display in the cool night air was surprisingly erotic.

He didn't know what his husband's next move would be but the position certainly brought back memories of their first walk together. It must have for the god as well because in the next moment he felt fangs scraping over the first bite Kol ever gave him. "Alpha?" He whimpered, his half hard cock twitching against his lover's skin. The walk was bumpy but it brought him vibrations of arousal and the night stayed silent around them. It was oddly peaceful besides their growing harsher breaths and his low whines.

Kol sighed when he finally got them back to their hut. The walk had felt too long and too short at the same time. Part of him was scared to treat this like any other night. He didn't exactly know how to approach sex after everything he knew Dom went through. He hadn't been thinking and he knew he was too intoxicated but they both had needs and he wasn't scared to try… just terrified to break the boy more. He kicked the door closed behind them before setting their babes down in the nest, they were fine in their baskets until they woke up. He was more careful with his queen than he normally would be- cradling the back of his neck and wrapping his arm around his plush thighs as he laid him down. It wasn't just an emotional thing, he was carrying incredibly precious cargo and after everything they'd been coming to terms with he had to be gentle.

Dom smiled up at his lover but the moment his spine hit the bed and his second skin the Viking started to pull away. There was a nervous clench to the man's jaw that had him worried. Kol backed up enough to help him undress but those gorgeous blue eyes never met his and the tightness in his jaw never relaxed. "Daidí?" He asked softly, his voice barely above a breath. He wanted to pull him close but maybe he was still anxious too because the moment he was bare he let his god step away.

Kol'son walked around the room and lowered their fires before stripping off his own clothes and crossing his arms as he stared at the boy he loved more than anything. Dom was laying out, his legs fallen open, his hand resting over the soft swell of his belly. He hadn't even had time to lose his bump and now it would grow full again. He couldn't wait. It always made the siren a goddess but… he truly was one. He couldn't help wondering if the glow under his pale skin was the baby or his magic or some perfect combination of both. Dom's toes were curling in his fur below him, betraying his nerves but at least he could see the kid's arousal in the twitch of his dick and the slick wet shine over his pretty pink pussy. Even his nipples were wet, the sucked rosy buds matching his core and the tip of his cock. "What scares you?" The god didn't mean to ask it, he was just terrified of how to handle himself and he thought honesty was best. He wouldn't hurt him.

Dom startled, a soft breath escaping him. He didn't know exactly how to answer but he knew his lover was only trying to help. "She touched me." He whispered, his gold reflective gaze darting to his shaft before he looked back to Kol. The alpha was hard for him, his cock hanging heavy and red between his strong thighs. His knot was already threatening to pop, pulsing at the base. His golden skin was shiny with sweat and his muscles were twitching all over as if he was fighting himself not to lunge.

His jaw clenched, his lip pulling up in a snarl before he caught himself and relaxed. "That's mine but… it's also yours. Will you touch yourself for me? I know you need me to erase it but… I think it'll help you more if you start." He knew it didn't exactly make sense but it did to him. He wanted the boy to prove to himself he didn't need Kol to feel better. He had his own power. His own strength. It's what the man fell in love with when they were just a man and a seal pup.

Dom tried to breathe deep but everything was trembling. His demons were trying to flash the memory of her in his mind but his mate had asked him for something. He wouldn't let him down. His palm caressed over his belly and he felt himself go softer as he curled a fist around his dick. He was thankful when his husband walked closer and knelt next to the bed, his pheromones thick enough he could taste them on the back of his tongue. "That's it. A little more? Squeeze. Pull the hood back for daidí? Want to see you." The god's voice shook, his hot breath smelled of those spiced herbs and wine and it tickled the siren's skin. He did as he was told of course, his thumb rubbing over the head of himself to draw back his foreskin and a bead of precum trailed down his shaft.

It reminded them both of their early days. Dom had been so innocent and naive to the point he called orgasms 'feeling good'. They made love before the prince ever even jacked off. He learned how to pleasure his master before himself. Kol taught him that as well, talking him through it until he found every little thing that made him squirm and whimper. He'd started to go soft but he felt himself filling again until his dick was throbbing but he kept everything slow. Soft. He didn't want to cum without his mate.

"Feel good ástin min? Hard for me- for yourself aren't you?" That voice dropped to gravel and hinted at a growl and Dom shivered, nodding once. "Fuck yeah you are. Such a gorgeous bitch. Cunts wet too isn't it? Yeah. I can hear it. Making yourself drip. Look how gorgeous you are."

A hand tangled in Dom's hair and tilted his head up so he would actually look down at himself. He'd rather watch his husband drooling over him but he obeyed because he knew it made his alpha happy in all the right ways. He watched himself, the way his fingers looked wrapped around his pulsing shaft, the way precum dripped down and tickled over his skin. He let himself drift at the sounds of his play and his own breathing and the soft growl in his lover's chest. Every stroke drove him closer and closer and he was so lost to it he didn't feel Kol'son moving until a tongue flicked over his cockhead. "Fu-fu-ck!" His voice broke and his pleasure surprised them both- white heat squirting over the Viking's face. His lips weren't curled around the tip so when Dom came he was splashed all over, some of it even dripping over his eyelashes and nose. The siren moaned through it, he couldn't stop himself so he kept rubbing until every drop was free and his toes were curling from overstimulation. He was surprised at his pleasure, normally his core was more involved but while he was soaking between his thighs he wasn't sure he'd cum that way.

Kol blinked slowly as he sat at his wife's feet and licked over his lips. He was suitably surprised, he'd given the boy countless facials but never been given one. He loved burying his face between Dom's legs and getting drowned in his slick and he adored blowing him but that… was a first. Who knew they could still find some? "You look pretty in pearls." The goddess purred before finally letting himself giggle and Kol'son couldn't stop himself from laughing too and preening playfully, posing a few silly ways just to make his mate chuckle harder. Dom laughed until his stomach hurt and when he finally settled he just watched his perfect man slowly wiping his face clean and sucking his fingers clean. He was moving so carefully as if he didn't want a drop to escape. "Filfy whore you is."

Kol grinned, sticking his tongue out that he knew was coated in white before he swallowed his mouthful and crawled up over the boy. "You love it." He hummed back, his voice dripping sex the way his skin dripped sweat over Dom's body. The scent of him was intoxicating and the siren knew he wasn't going soft anytime soon. He needed his lover in a way he couldn't describe. It wasn't his heat- he was pregnant. It wasn't just his fear though that was still there, quieter but there.

"I love you." He whispered, his plumb black lips parting on a happy sigh as Kol settled between his spread legs. His body flinched when that oversized monster cock brushed his folds. He didn't mean to and it hurt his heart but the feeling of that bitch was still fresh. Before Kol could try to pull away or take anything wrong he wrapped his arms around his neck, his legs around the god's waist, and he pulled him down till they were flush together. "Don't go. I won't apologize but you know you ain't doing nuffin wrong." He soothed, letting his hips sway, teasing his dripping core against his alpha's pulsing hot cockhead.

The god groaned, rolling his lip between his teeth as he watched the boy but he had to take him at his word. He just wanted to worship the goddess and erase every bad thought or feeling from him. Wash other people's sins away in his cum and sweat and blood. "I'll make you pure again before I make you fucking filthy." He rasped and he watched as those golden eyes were swallowed by his pupils. He could feel Dom's core clenching and trickling fresh need against his tip. "Should I try fucking another litter into you?" He teased, a smirk curling his lips. He had to be himself and trust Dom to be honest. It was the only way for them to move on.

"You know it don't work like tha'. Jus' one 'is time." The boy huffed back but he was too enraptured to roll his eyes. They both knew he was probably wrong about the number though.

Kol scoffed, arching a brow as he let his hips roll, his dick easing playfully from hole to hole. He pressed a bit harder, letting himself catch first against the boy's ass then his pussy, bouncing his tip against Dom's balls before slipping back down. Everything was so wet they were already squelching and he knew they couldn't be quiet. They just couldn't. "You should really know better by now sweet boy. I'm going to need you to hold on though- see…" He trailed off with a sigh before he pushed himself to sit up with Dom wrapped around him and he let his palms pet down the siren's back to grip his ass hard. "I've been holding back for years, just a little. You can take me now though can't you? My goddess. You want to see if we can break the bed?" Dom whimpered but nodded, his claws making pinprick marks on Kol's skin. When the wolf smiled next it was pure power and it caught his breath in his chest but the next words truly made him melt. "Good boy."

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I hope you enjoyed Dom's (kind of) birthday chapter! I wanted to write something special for him but I didn't know if I could work in his actual birthday so hopefully this works. They're still dealing with stuff but I think they'll be okay 👀 How much more intensive can they get? Will they break the bed? Will the babies interrupt? Will Dom accidentally make everyone fertile and bring spring too early? Doesn't Kol look pretty in pearls? 🫣🖤☠️