Hello, all! This coming October, we will be hosting a Kinktober event featuring 62 animanga/video game Character x Reader fics. This will serve as the master post for the event; we will be linking all relevant information here, including our Google Forms and Excel Sheets! Please follow the links below and read the subsequent information thoroughly to discover how you can participate!

˗ˏˋ ACCEPTING WRITERS | 9/62 SLOTS REMAINING  ˎˊ˗

↳ Kinktober Slots Sheet

Link to Excel Sheet.

↳ Info for Writers

Tumblr post with detailed instructions.

↳ Writer Sign-Ups

Google Form OPEN!

↳ Info for Sponsors/Requesters

Tumblr post with detailed instructions.

↳ Donation Submission/Request Form

Google Form CLOSED! Opens in August.

↳ Kinktober Masterlist

TBA in September.

↳ Kinktober FAQs

Tumblr post with answers to the questions we frequently receive.

↳ #FFG Kinktober

Our catchall tag for the event.

↳ Kinktober Graphics

TBA in September.

Since its onset, we've faced a relentless cascade of losses. Our lives have been emptied, and the dreams we once pursued now seem like unattainable fantasies.

We were displaced from our home, and tragically, we lost our new home as well—a place we had worked tirelessly to create, hoping it would become a sanctuary where we could build beautiful memories.

Despite being displaced from our home by the presence of occupation forces in our area, we found refuge in the home of relatives. Our lives have been repeatedly endangered by barbaric bombing campaigns. We narrowly escaped death twice during sudden tank attacks. Additionally, we endured intense bombardment while trapped inside our house, enduring a harrowing four-day siege.

Despite the immense difficulties, my family and I insisted on staying in Gaza, facing the constant threat of bombings and the scarcity of essential resources. Now, after five months of siege, we are on the brink of famine, struggling to find basic necessities like food, water, and medicine. We've decided to leave Gaza for our safety, but the high costs of coordination are a barrier.

My professional life has been utterly decimated. For three years, I thrived as a user interface designer on freelance platforms. However, since the onset of this war, my ability to work has been obliterated. The occupation's relentless bombing campaigns have ravaged internet infrastructure, rendering it barely functional. Now, even basic online tasks are nearly impossible. Consequently, I'm left without any financial means to sustain myself. What's even more disheartening is the realization that even after the war concludes, the road back to work will be fraught with obstacles due to the extensive damage inflicted upon network lines.

I'm reaching out to you with the hope that you can assist us in achieving our goal more quickly. Normally, I wouldn't ask for help, but the fear of losing a family member has compelled me to seek your assistance. We hope you can empathize with our situation and help us amplify our message so we can achieve our goal swiftly.