sleepover.recs

a blast from the past

by: indefinitelyforever e | 97k | gego

“Cute,” Suguru says, a soft drawl in his voice. Satoru snaps his gaze back up, eyes narrowing as he holds Suguru’s stare. “What, for being a good friend? Fine, I’ll wake you up the next time, then. Jerk.” “That’s no way to talk to your husband,” Shoko lazily comments as she walks over to them, a thermometer in her hand. She’s watching Satoru like she finds something about him very amusing, and it sorta annoys him because he has no idea what the joke is. Wait— husband?

summary: Satoru, 18, wakes up in the place of his 28 year old self. Learning that he's a teacher is bewildering enough, until— wait, what do you mean he's married to Suguru?

come together (right now)

by: feelslikefire e | 11k | hualian

“Hello there, pretty thing,” purrs the—demon. His voice is deep and dark, rubbing over Xie Lian’s skin like a warm velvet glove. The demon smiles, sharp fangs glinting at the corners of his mouth. “You called?” “Uh,” Xie Lian says intelligently. “Sweet little witch, you didn’t even think to contain me.” The demon smirks. He folds his wings into his back and steps forward, right through the fine lines Xie Lian took such care with drawing. Circle. Cast a circle. Right. Crap.

summary: Xie Lian accidentally summons a demon while he's preparing for his Halloween party. It goes not at all how he thinks it's going to.

(Xie Lian summons a demon, has a lot of feelings about it, has a house party, and gets thoroughly railed, in roughly that order. Happy belated Halloween!)

sly

by: feral_faucet e | 20k | eruri

Levi guessed that was the closest thing to thanks he would receive from Erwin tonight. He looked - well, he looked uncomfortable. Poor Erwin, no experience with women of the night. He was lucky to have a friend like Levi. “Well,” Levi said, putting his empty glass on the table. “I had best be off. I bid you both a lovely evening.” As he made his way to the door, Erwin moved - to walk him to the door? Levi couldn’t tell - Erwin had halted and stood awkwardly. He had a strange look on his face, constipated, concerned…Perhaps he wanted to thank Levi but didn’t want to be rude in front of Delilah? It was really quite charming how awkward Erwin had become in the presence of a whore. Levi decided to put him out of his misery. “You’re welcome, Erwin.” He said as he opened the door. “Enjoy.”

summary: After an unsuccessful expedition that leaves Erwin stressed, Levi misinterprets a comment from Hange and takes it upon himself to set Erwin up with a woman of the night…not knowing that what Erwin needs is something else entirely.

the scum villain's sex and pleasure catalogue

by: benwisehart e | 19k | bingqiu

The catalogue started simple, but even then, Shen Qingqiu couldn’t believe what he was looking at. For only ten points, he was able to buy a Starbucks coffee. For twenty, a bar of modern soap. It had everything…toothbrushes and toothpaste. Nice, fragrant shampoos and conditioners. A soft, fluffy pillow. Toilet paper. Shen Qingqiu stocked up on everything that even remotely struck his fancy, storing them inside a qiankun bag for the trip home. It had books. Shen Qingqiu would finally be able to know how some of the other novels he’d been reading when he died ended. It had tech. As Shang Qinghua had said, these were some of the more costly perks. Even the very basic typing computer he’d bought was 5000 B-Points, and for 200,000, you could even get a goddamn iPhone. He found he could search by function as well as price. His face turned red when he noticed there was a category labelled “sex and pleasure”, which he quickly swiped past. He wasn’t shameless enough to look at that stuff around Shang Qinghua even if it was only visible to himself. But he…tucked it aside for later.

summary: The System gives Shen Qingqiu the ability to exchange B-Points for items, and what better way to earn points than by raising the satisfaction level of Zhongdian's favourite protagonist?

OR: The one where Shen Qingqiu starts seducing the fuck out of Binghe in order to enable his caffeine addiction.

the only obvious way

by: thedamejudywench e | 5k | wangxian

"Oh, perfect," Wei Wuxian says, spotting the exam table with a lime green waterproof cover. "And a rolling cart, too! Perfect." They set the crate down on the tile floor, and now that they’re in here, a realization hits Lan Wangji like a crashing wave. It’s not a camera. His fingers tighten on the plastic crate, and he can't look away when Wei Wuxian opens the lid and reveals exactly what Lan Wangji anticipated.  A machine like a stand mixer. An extender rod. A clear plastic bin full of dildos in different sizes and shapes.  A fucking machine. There's a fucking machine in the crate.

summary: The one with the fucking machine.

semantics

by: steelestingray e | 32k | eruri

“Forgive me for being protective of my subordinates.” “You’re wrong.” Hanji insisted, using their pinkie finger to point at Erwin. “Captain Ackerman is protective of you. You, on the other hand, are possessive of him.” They sipped their alcohol with a smile of utter confidence. “Big difference.” “Semantics,” Erwin insisted, his head just a tad bit too fuzzy to formulate a more eloquent argument.

particular

by: thehoyden

e | 30k | bingqiu

Shen Yuan has basically trained his whole life for transmigration. Every web novel he read, he always thought about how he would do it differently—read: less stupid—than the main character. So he takes advantage of claiming confusion in the wake of what is clearly some kind of serious medical situation and figures out in short order that he has: 1) actually transmigrated into Proud Immortal Demon Way (awesome) 2) transmigrated as Shen Qingqiu, the scum villain of the piece (bad, very bad, oh shit) 3) been poisoned by Without a Cure while trying to protect a Bai Zhan disciple in a demon invasion (??? That didn’t happen in the web novel?)

summary: Shen Yuan's first thought is, cool cool cool, glad to be fucked over by omega hormones again, never mind that he’d been ill for so long in his first life that he’d had maybe three shitty irregular heats before his body noped out of that.

His second thought is: HOLY SHIT OMEGA SHEN QINGQIU IS CANON???!

i'd swipe right for you

by: indefinitelyforever e | 25k | hualian

Noticing Xie Lian’s attention on him, Hua Cheng’s lip curled into half a smile as he tilted his head. “Tinder, hm?”, he drawled, “what for?” Xie Lian rubbed a hand against his forehead, Hua Cheng’s direct question leaving him flustered. “Ah, Qingxuan said that it could be good for me to…”, another sheepish cough, “to get to know some new people. To, uh-“, Xie Lian looked away, “…to flirt.” He could feel the weight of Hua Cheng’s stare against the side of his face. “…To flirt”, Hua Cheng repeated, his face unreadable.

summary: Xie Lian downloads a dating app. Hua Cheng is of course there to help him.

push it

by: phonciblepbone

e | 8k | wangxian

"Wei Ying. Good morning. I assumed you had the same sex education as I had, and thus did not need to be informed of the existence of the prostate." "Not the existence, Lan Zhan, of course I knew they existed! I mean that it's…" Wei Ying trails off, looking at Lan Zhan imploringly. "Like that."

i am a sinner (who's probably gonna sin again)

by: persimmonsandcats

e | 20k | skk

“Stop,” Chuuya gripes, “god, you’re so fucking annoying, can’t you just listen to me and be still for five goddamn seconds?” “Ew,” Dazai says, like Chuuya has asked him to do something reprehensible like believe in love or that he is worthy of forgiveness or the concept of tenderness without bite. “Just—” Chuuya hisses as Dazai wriggles purposefully, the look on his face he gets when he knows he’s annoyed Chuuya nearly to breaking and wants to see him break, “fucking be good for me for five seconds. Be good.” Chuuya grips Dazai’s jaw hard as speaks, hard enough to bruise. He uses the voice he uses when he’s working, when people need to listen and they need to do it now. He’s surprised when Dazai goes still underneath him. Chuuya looks down at Dazai who is blinking up at him slowly, seemingly dazed. His fingers twitch where he had been idly playing with the hem of Chuuya’s shirt. Chuuya tilts his head and waits for Dazai to say something and Dazai says nothing at all. Chuuya is fascinated. “Dazai?” He whispers.

semantics

by: deadwinter e | 8k | gego

“Kids,” Satoru repeats, “do you want to be a father someday?” Suguru looks at him like he’s insane. Maybe he is, desperation leads to madness. “I never- Why do you even ask?” Flabbergasted is the right word to describe the essence of Suguru’s reaction. Good. At least he looks like a living breathing person now and not the shell of one. Satoru puts his plan in motion. “Wanna get me pregnant?” He asks, smirk dancing on his lips.

summary: A story about how Gojo Satoru accidentally discovering Geto Suguru's breeding kink saves the world.

lay your feet on me

by: trufflehargau e | 6k | hualian

“Gege. If you don’t tell me, I can’t make it happen for you.” “It’s embarrassing…” “Mm. But Gege likes that, doesn’t he?” Xie Lian was silent. Stayed silent, even through the tickle of San Lang’s hair on his back, and the line of kisses San Lang peppered between his shoulder-blades, down his back, over his- "I want you to be mean to me," he blurted. "In public."

summary: Or: Xie Lian has fantasies of being humiliated by San Lang in Gambler's Den. Patrons of Gambler's Den notice Hua Chengzhu has a fascinating new footstool.

shoot your shot -- hot or knot

by: defractum e | 51k | wangxian

"Hi, I'm Wei Wuxian. I'm a Career Omega and this is my fourth season on the show. I like spicy food, archery and alphas who are funny. Or maybe I don't, I haven't rolled over for one yet." On-screen, Wei Wuxian winks at the audience laughter.

summary: Hot or Knot is the world's most popular reality TV show. Part dating show, part survival show, Hot or Knot is everyone's guilty pleasure - and Wei Wuxian is a fan favourite.

my body is your body (i won't tell anybody)

by: thereweregiants e | 27k | skk

His pillow is strangely flat, his blanket not the usual soft comforter but something far thinner, of rougher material. He blinks open bleary eyes - he’s on a futon? What the fuck happened to his bed? He sits up, feeling dizzy for a moment, and looks around. The room he’s in - it’s one of the dorms that the ADA uses. Chuuya knows that much, but outside of that the room has practically zero personality: nothing on the walls, nothing on the floor except for the futon and a small table. The table has an empty can of snow crab with disposable chopsticks left in the can, a mostly empty bottle of sake and a plastic cup on it. Seeing - and recognizing - the label of the bottle, Chuuya can feel his stomach sink. Taking a deep breath, he looks down at his hands, praying he won’t see what he’s afraid he’s going to see. Two hands, long fingers but smaller overall than they should be, raggedly bitten nails. Bandages starting at the wrists and continuing upwards, neatly wrapped. Fuck.

summary: Thanks to a rogue ability user, Dazai and Chuuya find themselves switching bodies. ...yeah, there's no way this ends well.

on the edge and scared of heights

by: eskarina e | 8k | gego

Truthfully, Satoru hasn’t thought much about the execution. He hasn’t thought much at all. His ideas are usually good, so he doesn’t bother dissecting them before he acts. “—it’s just not made for it, right? Like, just, anatomically. I’ve never heard of an alpha taking another alpha’s—” “What, you think I can’t take your dick? Ridiculous.” Of course Suguru thinks he’s hot shit and hung like a horse. Satoru scoffs. “In fact, I can probably take it better than anyone else on campus.”

summary: Suguru's rut is bad enough to inconvenience Satoru. He decides to do something about it.

the ghost king's guide to corruption

by: anneusui e | 15k | hualian

“I mean…” Xie Lian fidgeted again, flustered now. “I know people kiss. And things happen. But I always thought… a kiss was just pressing your mouths together? Like this-” and he mimed a quick, closed-lip peck into the air, as if kissing an invisible plum. Hua Cheng made a sound like he was being strangled.

summary: Xie Lian had never gambled just for fun before, never been hand-fed grapes in someone’s lap, never exchanged shy, cheeky kisses over shameless little dares.

Then again, there were a great many things Xie Lian had never done, things he hadn’t even imagined lay within the realm of possibility.

But playful dares become soft confessions, soft confessions bloom into tender kisses, and soon a devoted ghost finds himself caught between endless reverence… and a ravenous desire so consuming he can no longer hold back.

a sure thing

by: vesna

e | 95k | wangxian

The message says, I require exclusive commitment as well as flexibility. You may spend the night, but not always. I will be the one to keep the schedule of our meetings. Wei Ying crunches on a chip thoughtfully, then takes a deep breath and writes back, What do I get in return?