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You slowly come back out of the darkness as oxygen returns to your brain. How many times has it been?
She's someone you recognize... your... sister? But you can't remember her name.
She's making you tell her the List of your fetishes, and she'll do anything to make you cough up the last one, no matter how fucked up.||Extreme, very, very different from my other works!||
Inspired by this tumblr post:
"So what are you into?"Series
- Part 1 of Bait (Aylin and Carina)
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16 Mar 2026
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There are several things Dante’s had to relearn since losing their head — what they never expected is intimacy to be one of them.
(dante bangs all the sinners fic, check chapters for individual tags)
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25 Nov 2025
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“In theory, I suppose it *is* possible that with a strong enough connection someone in the middle of E.G.O. corrosion could recognize someone they love.” Vergilius sighed. But before Rodya could say a single thing he held up a finger and his eyes glowed bright red. “BUT. Don’t expect this to be some kinda fairytale where you save the prince with a kiss. If they recognize you in the middle of E.G.O. corrosion, it’s more likely that you’ll be in for a fate worse than death.”
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23 Nov 2025
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"The Colonel and the Lionsmith are gods-from-flesh, but the Wolf-Divided is a god-from-blood."
In three cities, three accounts from the Exile for the three roots of victory; one for Cunning, one for Strength, and one for Agony.
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12 Sep 2025
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Delicacy - The quality of being delicate by gorezzly
Fandoms: Limbus Company (Video Game)
08 Nov 2025
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When she entered his room on this day, Baochai first saw his naked back, almost a solid mass of scar tissue from whippings and flayings. She could see the thin muscles of his shoulders flexing and twitching as he gripped a blanket between his legs. His clawed feet dug into the floor, ankles cracking as he strained his bizarre, half-digitigrade legs.
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08 Sep 2025