While other people are out here dropping Kinktober prompt lists with 9000 stipulations, I bring you this.
It's not a real October event, but it could be if you believe. The prompts are here for anyone to enjoy anyway.
Why "schlock"?
It means trash/junk, and that's the quality of content I'm striving for with these prompts. It's also fun to say.
But, y'know, if you want to take a prompt and turn it into a masterpiece of a whumpy longfic, go for it.
What fandom is this for?
Whatever fandom you want.
What ships can I write/draw?
Any of them.
Even [my fandom's most despised ship]?
Especially [your fandom's most despised ship].
What if I want to combine prompts? What if I want to write or draw things out of order? What if...
Go for it.
Are crossovers okay?
Do. Whatever. You. Want.
What if I want to create something problematic?
Send me the fucking link.
What does [prompt] mean?
You tell me. It's all open to interpretation.
Are there any rules at all?
Sure.
No AI use. If you need an LLM to write your schlock for you, consider a long walk off a short pier. If you need it to do your editing for you, use a beta reader instead. A stick figure drawn on the back of a napkin is better than soulless AI art.
Tag appropriately. 'Creator Chose Not to Use Archive Warnings' means anything goes. 'No Archive Warnings Apply' means your work is guaranteed not to contain any of the major archive warnings (non-con, major character death, graphic violence, or underage sex).
No irl bigotry. Your characters can be problematic as all get out, but if you try to post a weird pro-JK Rowling essay or something you're not going in the collection, bud. Don't kill the vibes.
What are the vibes?
Just have fun.
But other people are having fun wrong!
Shut the fuck up.
Are you going to be doing this?
Probably not.
How do I participate?
There's an ao3 collection right here:
Schlocktober on ao3
Otherwise, just hashtag #schlocktober or something, idk. I don't expect anyone to actually do this.
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I'm almost at two years on tumblr as of july 20th 🥹🥹 So I am doing a little event to celebrate and I'd love anyone to join who wants to!
Imagine if a hottie sorcerer AND a fine ass Demon were fighting over you??? Or if Fratboy Eren crossed over with Nerd Gojo at a party you attended? If Nanami and Zayne caught you playing them both and decide to brat tame you???
Cross over any character of your choice! It could be JJK with the LADS men, AOT boys, Witch Hat, Apothecary Diaries, Black Butler, MHA - anything you really enjoy!! let's see where they go 🤭
theme - Can be literally anything - them fighting over us, getting cucked or sharing hehe - but we love trips to Paris. Could be smut/angst/crack/fluff or a mix
characters - Any of the JJK men/women with anyone of your choice from another fandom! For example - gojo x reader x eren / Sukuna x Sylus x reader and so on
rules - just have fun with it! Can be any length, and done any time AT ALL. You can msg me the character ideas and I'll list them below, just tag me when you have it done so I can update and share!
I am going to do a few this time hehe - I had so much fun with object Gojo, I'm excited!!
art by @vai2430_on IG!
♡ ｡˚ ✧ line up ✧˚｡♡
♡ ｡˚ ✧ Sebastian x Cult leader! Geto x cultist! reader - by @madamechrissy (black butler)
♡ ｡˚ ✧ Magic Lessons - yandere! Gojo x sorcerer! Qifrey x apprentice! reader - by @/madamechrissy (witch hat)
♡ ｡˚ ✧ werewolf! Choso x Valko x reader - by @/madamechrissy LADS)
♡ ｡˚ ✧ Messy eaters - incubus! gojo x pro hero! hawks- by @satorusdreamer (MHA)
♡ ｡˚ ✧ Sukuna x Grimmjow x reader- by @jazzthatonewriterchick (bleach)
♡ ｡˚ ✧ Dance For Your Prince(s) - Geto x Zuko x reader- by @/jazzthatonewriterchick (ATLA)
♡ ｡˚ ✧ Geto x Koga x reader - by @/jazzthatonewriterchick (Inuyasha)
♡ ｡˚ ✧ gojo x enjin x reader - by @/jazzthatonewriterchick (Gachiakuta)
♡ ｡˚ ✧ Daddy's Home!? - clients Gojo and Kakashi x Onlyfans! reader by @omgitzmami (Naruto)
♡ ｡˚ ✧ Sylus x reader x true form! Sukuna by @lynncade (LADS)
♡ ｡˚ ✧ TBA - by @indiewritesxoxo
♡ ｡˚ ✧ Satoru x reader x Enjin- by @aurievalley (Gachiakuta)
♡ ｡˚ ✧ Aizawa x Reader x Gojo - by @aizawhore (MHA)
♡ ｡˚ ✧ Geto x reader x Jinshi - by @satolune (Apothecary)
♡ ｡˚ ✧ Class is in session - qifrey x geto x reader - by @spicebombb (witch hat)
♡ ｡˚ ✧ Jinshi x Zuko x Suguru x reader - by @jiyuspassion (ATLA/Apothecary)
♡ ｡˚ ✧ bf! fratjo x gf! reader x nerd! qifrey- by @mimimochis (witch hat)
♡ ｡˚ ✧ Stalkers! - Sol x Choso x reader by - @fallen-angelxoxo (tkatb)
♡ ｡˚ ✧ stolen goods - gojo x reader x Kisuke - by @devileyeswriting (bleach)
♡ ｡˚ ✧ Toji x reader x Kenpachi by @/devileyeswriting (bleach)
♡ ｡˚ ✧ Gojo x Kisuke x reader - by @/devileyeswriting (bleach)
♡ ｡˚ ✧ Zayne x reader x Choso - by @mimuju (lads)
♡ ｡˚ ✧ TREASURE - pirate! Gojo x reader x Pirate! ace -by @xchosos-wifex (One Piece)
♡ ｡˚ ✧ HAVE YOU EVER TRIED THIS ONE? - Gojo x reader x Tartaglia - by @wiserion (Genshin)
♡ ｡˚ ✧ Beauty In the Quiet - Dragon! Sylus x Mate! Reader × FaeKing! Gojo - by @utterlyobsessedprincess (LADS/ACOTAR)
♡ ｡˚ ✧ Nanami x Kuniharu saiki x reader - by @thegoodthebadneverugly (Saiki k)
♡ ｡˚ ✧ empress's restless nights - Minister! Geto x Empress! Reader x Commander! Itachi - by @liahcharms (naruto)
Synopsis: Nanami couldn't resist the cute nerdy girl in his accounting class, but will she be everything he hoped for on a date on February 14th?
Tags: Fluff, very basic knowledge of fish, my source is wikipedia
Word Count: 1.5k
You were not what Nanami Kento expected. At all.
When he had first seen you, he’d expected a shy, quiet girl. One of those who blushes at the smallest compliments and stumbles over her words. Your comfy cardigans and the Sanrio pins on your bag were a clear give away that you were a sweet person, and he adored the little shark keychain hanging from the zip. He was gone the second he saw you, tapping your pen against the desk in your shared finance lecture.
Now, Nanami Kento was a confident man. He was smart and well put together – and boy did he know it. But being a smart, academics focused man in college shockingly did not make him popular. It was a baffling concept, a man being in college... to learn. Cue the gaggle of disgusted women who will inevitably fall for the same roster of frat men. Because all healthy relationships start in a fraternity.
All things considered, it was safe to say that Nanami Kento kept very much to himself. Which is why it was weird when he sat beside you in a lecture one day. He didn’t say anything, didn’t ask for a pen, or notes; didn’t makes jokes or try to get your attention; didn’t bother you at all. He just... sat there. It became a little tradition that neither of you would acknowledge. You’d sit together and yet still somehow separately, and then completely ignore each other if you saw each other on campus.
Nanami loved it.
Truly. Loved it. He didn’t have to carry conversations, he didn’t have to explain the work to you, and he didn’t have to put on an act. And yet... he just couldn’t seem to get you out of his mind. It’d gone unnoticed at first – his little crush on you – in fact, he’d had no clue until you didn’t show up to class one day. Normally, the blonde man wouldn’t have noticed the absence of his classmate, but the empty seat where you should be was the biggest distraction he’d ever faced.
It was annoying. He was supposed to be focused. He prided himself on being focused. Yet he missed the entire lecture worth of context, information about empirical finance and corporate valuation completely passed him by. All his poor mind could focus on was your absence. The desk was emptier than usual, no aquatic shaped post-it notes, no notepads covered in shiny fish stickers, no pens with stingray toppers. Just an empty desk, completely devoid of marine life and whimsy.
He needed to tell someone about this odd development. I mean, it was an obvious cause for concern. Maybe he had some sort of brain injury. That was the only plausible explanation for his sudden lack of focus. So, he turned to his friend.
Well, friend was a loose word for his relationship with Gojo Satoru. The white-haired man was less a friend and more a general nuisance. They’d been flatmates briefly in their first year of university, and Gojo had been stuck to him since. Like an itch on your hand that won’t go away regardless of how hard you scrape your teeth over your skin. But, he did have experience when it came to women.
Nanami had naively thought that Gojo would help without judgement. What a fool.
“Oh God, Nanamin! This is just precious! You. Have. A. Cruuuuuuuush!”
“Great so I have to avoid her forever so that I can focus on my degree.”
“What?! No! God for someone so smart, you are dense, Nanami.” Gojo didn’t give him time to defend himself before adding “You need to ask her out, bro! It’s perfect! Take her on Valentine’s Day! Take her somewhere nice, dinner and a movie- wait no! Do an activity! Like an art gallery, or a museum, or-”
“The aquarium,” Nanami interrupts, speaking more to himself than Gojo. It was perfect. You always had that cute little fish-themed stationary with you, the aquarium would be a great date. Maybe he could even show off a little if he researched some of the fish. It was perfect. Now he just had to figure out how to ask you out...
When you walked into your next lecture, ready to learn about stocks and bitcoin, you find a note on your desk, because of course Nanami couldn’t ask you himself. The man wore a suit to college and glasses that constantly fell down his nose, if he asked you with words, he’d make a fool of himself.
The note was simple, direct but not intimidating. Carefully worded, clear intentioned, no margin for error.
I noticed the fish stationary you have and was wondering if you’d want to go with the aquarium with me? I’ve got two tickets for February 14th.
It’s a date btw (if that wasn’t clear).
- Nanami Kento
At the bottom are two little boxes. One labelled yes and the other no. Both had been scribbled out like he’d gotten embarrassed at the last minute. That part was a little shocking given Nanami’s normally calm demeanour, but it was endearing. He’d sat away from you in that lecture, only a seat or two away but still far enough to give you space to not pressure you into saying yes. Despite the immaturity of the check boxes, you find yourself smiling. It’s a little endearing even if unexpected. So, you redraw them and check the little ‘yes’ box in your glittery pen before sliding the note across the desk back to him.
After you had agreed to the date Nanami Kento became much more confident. He’d acquired you phone number and made all of the arrangements for the day. Your transport to and from the date (an uber there and he would walk you home), a reservation in the little aquarium restaurant for lunch, a session feeding the penguins with the aquarium staff. Nanami had it all figured out.
His one lapse in judgement came when he excitedly (or excitedly by Nanami’s standards) told Gojo that the plan had worked. At the time it had been an off handed comment, a small ‘she said yes’ before going back to whatever they had been talking about. Gojo hadn’t said much then, a few words of support, but nothing dramatic. That should have been the first warning sign to Nanami that the frat boy was up to something. Yet he remained blissfully unaware. Maybe it was the buzz of securing a date with you, maybe he had naively trusted Gojo to be normal about it.
He would soon realise that Gojo was, in fact, not normal about this. How could he be? Mr Stoicism himself had got himself a date with a girl who uses aquatic stationary. It was adorable and Gojo simple had to meddle.
Which is why when you showed up at the aquarium it was empty. No families, no couples, no children, no one. Just you and Nanami. You weren’t going to question it, maybe everyone just had plans for that day. And besides, it ensured that you would get to see all of your favourite fish up close without fighting through crowds of sticky, hyper, little children. Nanami however, did make a comment that caught your attention. A quiet one, under his breath not meaning for you to hear it.
“God, that nosey idiot-”
You know that he isn’t intending for you to pick up on his grumbling, but you can’t help but interject.
“Who? Did someone do something?”
Nanami went a little quiet at your question, a little amused by the adorable tilt of your head and your curious pout. He held his hand out for you to take as he started guiding you through the entrance of the aquarium.
“Don’t worry about it, sweetheart. Just something my flatmate did. Let’s go see the fish, yeah? I can deal with him later.”
Now, Nanami knew that you liked fish. Anyone who had ever seen your stationary, or your bag, or your whale claw clips, and shark socks knew that you had an affinity for marine life. He knew that. That’s why he had picked the aquarium.
What he couldn’t have ever predicted was the way that you pointed at each individual fish saying their names and how you can tell the difference between the male and female fish. He thought that you were excited before, but your face practically lit up when you saw a pufferfish. It was, quite possible, the cutest thing that Nanami had ever seen.
“Did you see it Nanami? It’s a white-spotted pufferfish! They’re normally like only seen in the indo-pacific region, but a few years ago a young one was seen in the Mediterranean. And they’re nocturnal and solitary in the wild so they’re just out there living, and-”
You cut off your own rambling, realising that it isn’t polite to completely dominate the conversation. Not that Nanami seems to mind. It’s refreshing, not having to lead conversations, not being the smartest one. You’re intelligent, and he loves an intelligent woman. So, instead of laughing at you, or rolling his eyes like he would if Gojo were rambling, he points at another fish.
“You know much about that one?”
“That one? It’s a blue tang, like Finding Dory. I mean, the proper name is ‘Paracanthurus hepatus’ and—”
A/N: I wanted to write about so many more fish but I could feel myself becoming absorbed and I don't have time for another special interest right now.
Also I wanted to say a huge thank you for 100 followers, it's insane to me, i love you all so so so much
Big big thanks to @sixxels for reading this, helping me out, and giving me the opportunity to do this. Eternally grateful xxx
Thanks to @kixxtie , @carienations , @rainlina , and @dollhousesinner for indulging me and telling me about your favourite fish
Thanks to @fricks for having such raw sex appeal xoxo
Thanks to all of you for reading, liking, reblogging, and commenting. I love you all so so so much.
If you've read this far feel free to send me asks, I love to yap.
Attention, my good writers! You are humbly invited to a very special writing collaboration taking part April 2026 for the writer Jazz successfully reaching 6k followers! Please find more details about this prestigious and magical event below! Don’t be late! — Love, Jazz
Credits: Dividers made by @angeliicide and @cursed-carmine!
Theme: Fairytale/Storybook Retellings AU (Beauty & The Beast, Goldilocks & The Three Bears, Sleeping Beauty, etc.)
How To Join: Just shoot me a DM/comment with your idea and I’ll add it below! There’s no due date lol just let me know when you finish and post it with "No Fairytale Collab" in the tags/link this post in your fic!
Rules: 18+ (MDNI). JJK Characters ONLY (*A character that is a minor in the show/manga MUST BE AGED UP!*)
—You may do multi characters x reader fics too!
—NSFW and SFW fics allowed.
—Dark themes are allowed but please run them by me first!
—Repeat characters & fairytales are allowed. Multi fics are allowed (you can submit more than one).
Hard Limits: NO SCAT, AGE PLAY, RELIGION PLAY, RACE PLAY OR SNUFF!
AU Type: Role Swap; Gender Swap; Princess x Knight; Hybrid x Human; Crackships lol, etc.
Word Count: 1k—Beyond
Took a Wrong Turn 🐺🧺 (by jazzthatonewriterchick) - Big Bad Wolf!Toji x Red Riding Hood!Reader
pilot!kento nanami shows you how to not get bored during a layover! 18+ MDNI!!!
my contribution to @sugurusplaything men in uniform event! (not beta'd, i won't tell you who we die like) wc. 2.3K
There are many things that Kento Nanami wonders about Takuma Ino— namely, how he graduated aviation academy, then how he got the airline to hire him and, last but not least, why did they assign him as his co-pilot.
Takuma is lucky he’s a good kid, and can follow instructions, but he has one small big problem— the boy gets nauseous at the slightest turbulence. One tiny twitch from the plane, and he’s already rushing to the nearest restroom.
Kento pities him, really, because he could’ve started out in an airline that doesn’t specialize in long flights only. Dealing with that for ten, twelve hours or more every time can’t be that fun, or good for your stomach.
But on the other, selfish, hand, he doesn’t mind the moments of solitude, if you could even call it that. Because the moment the younger man is out of the cockpit, you were slipping inside only a couple minutes later to fill the void.
You, the pretty stewardess that all first-class passengers loved. You, with that radiant smile and body hugged in that navy uniform that could make any man miserable. You, who always brought the captain his favorite choice of tea or coffee - he liked both with only one sugar - and filled him in on everything you overheard during your hall sweep.
And Kento didn’t mind hearing about the lawyer’s wife who was flying to her husband’s supposed work meeting, knowing full well he was staying at a fancy resort with the mistress. Or about the newlyweds giggling hand in hand, or the family flying out to visit their elder relative for the last time. As long as he got to hear your voice, he didn’t mind any of it.
However, these moments of camaraderie - he didn’t dare get his hopes up and call it flirting - didn’t last outside of the plane. When you landed, the only thing on your mind was your apartment, with your shower and bed you hadn’t seen in even a week. When you had a layover, getting enough rest was the top priority.
Until tonight.
It is rather uncharacteristic of you, really, visiting the hotel’s bar. But you forgot to get your sleeping pills refilled last week so now you were stuck with a very annoying case of having troubles getting some shut-eye.
Light jazz plays from the speakers surrounding the room, quite in the late hour, enough for the night howls to carry on their conversations without having to strain their vocal chords. You read somewhere, months ago, that a glass of red wine helps with sleep. You’re not sure about that, but you hope that the placebo effect will be enough if you really put your mind into it.
What you don’t expect to see is a familiar head of blonde hair, sat at one of the stools by the counter cradling a short glass of amber liquid. You get half a mind to leave, but he turns his head then, and the flicker of recognition in his eyes singlehandedly nukes your great escape plan.
You don’t want to run because you hate your captain, you want to run because you like him too much. Shared laughter in a too-tight cockpit over cheap tea in paper cups isn’t your idea of a great love story, on top of it being highly unprofessional. Still, you can’t back down now, forcing your lips into a smile as you make your way to him.
“Captain,” you bow your head politely. “is this seat taken?”
“Not at all,” he replies, voice smooth and warm like the whiskey he’s sipping on. He wraps his hand around the backrest of the stool next to his, holding it out for you to sit. “And it’s Kento, we’re not at work.”
“Right,” you chuckle, settling down. “Thanks, Kento.”
He eyes you for a moment, brows knitted almost imperceptibly. Like he can’t understand why you’re not as chatty as you usually are during flights. He doesn’t want to assume the worst, yet.
“Troubles sleeping?” He asks, both because he wants to attempt to start a conversation, and because he assumed by your attire— slightly oversized t-shirt (he definitely didn’t notice you’re not wearing a bra) and your uniform skirt, which he imagines you put on in hopes to look presentable for a hotel bar at almost 1am.
“Yeah,” you sigh, moving your attention to his glass. “Same problem?”
“Same problem,” he nods. Kento didn’t even try to get into his pajamas before coming down here, simply ditching his suit jacket and tie, and letting the top two buttons of his shirt undone. “They say whiskey helps, but I’m a pilot, not a doctor.”
“I’ve read wine works wonders,” you mirror his joking tone. “I guess it’s for the best neither of us tried for med school, huh?”
“Agreed,” he chuckles, then beckons the bartender to ask him for a glass or red wine— the good one. You turn to look at him. “I hope you’re not—”
“My treat,” he interjects. “Tab’s open anyway, and I don’t mind buying you a drink.”
Your blink at him a couple times, lips parted in quiet surprise. The way he said it sounded…serious, like he was trying see if you would’ve minded having him buying you a drink. Brushing his foot over the line, wondering if you were going to meet him in the middle.
“That’s very kind, Kento,” your voice drops to a purr. You meet him in the middle, then pull him all the way over the edge with you. “I hope there’s some way I can pay you back?”
ᯓ ✈︎ ⋆°•☁︎
“Fuck!” Your head falls against the stiff pillow, eyes squeezed shut as your hands paw at your captain’s shoulders.
He did look big, stuffed in that uniform, but it didn’t prepare you for how mouth watering he actually looked. And how fucking hot he looks with his head between your thighs, big arms keeping you flush against his hungry maw. Fingers digging and kneading the fat ad his tongue laps at your drooling hole, uncaring for the sap clinging to his cheeks, his chin, trickling down his throat.
A glass of wine had turned into two, and you had confessed that being so close to him in that small cockpit all the time flustered you. He’d asked if he was doing something wrong, that he could come off as harsh at times, without meaning to. You’d let it slip that you found it extremely attractive.
And that, had you slip right into his bed.
“Taste s’ good, knew you’d be a delicacy,” Kento murmurs against your puffy folds, before his tongue swirls around your hole, and drags your slick up to your clit. You whine, teeth digging into your bottom lip to keep quiet. He’d mentioned on your - rather wobbly - way from the elevator to his room that Takuma was staying next door, so you were being mindful of that.
“K-Ken…if you keep that up I’ll—”
“But that’s what I want,” you swear you feel his lips curl into a pout. “And then I want you to do it again, and again and again and again—” he cuts himself off to lick a looong stripe over your slit, making you keen. His thumbs peel your folds outwards, exposing you to his ravenous mouth even further.
He’s devouring you, but there’s a reverence in the way he touches you, like a big dog understands he has to be careful when playing with another dog that’s much smaller.
It’s not long before you crash into your first orgasm. Thighs shaking and squeezing his head, but it’s like he doesn’t even notice as he works you through each wave, drinking everything you give him, like a merciful goddess blessing a loyal and devoted priest.
Once you come down from your high, you feel Kento peppering kisses all over your inner thighs, your hips, your lower stomach.
“Ken,” you murmur softly. “That was amazing.”
He smiles, a controlled angle you’re not sure his lips are able to exceed. “I’m glad,” he rests his cheek against your leg. “Would you like to continue?”
Your mouth waters at the prospect. “Yes, please.”
Not only was your captain hot, and good at eating pussy, but he was also big. Not like, monster big that could send you to the ER, but a decent size and girth that would guarantee to make you see stars. A pretty shade of pink at the tip, already oozing a bead of pre.
He settles between your thighs, looming over you a bit awkwardly, before you break the tension, arms wrapped around his neck to pull him down, meeting him in a sweet kiss. It doesn’t stay sweet for long, your taste on his tongue dizzying while it tangles with yours, warm palms cupping your breasts, kneading gently.
You arch into him, hips meeting his, needy for more friction. But then Kento breaks the kiss with a gasp, cursing under his breath.
“Sorry, I…well, I don’t usually do this when I’m working…or off of work, for that matter,” he mutters. “So I don’t bring condoms with me.”
A wave of relief washes over you, brain already jumping to the worst possible conclusions. “I’m on the pill,” you chuckle reassuringly. “And I’m clean, haven’t been with anybody since my last checkup, so—”
He kisses you again, more urgent this time, a hand cradling your cheek while the other grabs your hip to keep you still as he lines up with your center. The first push knocks the oxygen out of your lungs.
Nails scrambling for purchase on Kento’s shoulders, he moves to whisper against the shell of your ear. “Please tell me if i’m hurting you. Stop me when it’s too much.”
In a way, it was too much.
Too good.
The stretch was delicious, gummy walls enveloping his girth to hug him like a glove. “Don’t stop,” you breathe, meeting his eyes. “Don’t you dare stop.”
His lips twitch, and then he’s pushing in again. When he finally, finally bottoms out, he’s the one who’s left breathless. “F-fuck, you feel heavenly,” he says through gritted teeth, making a visible effort to not embarrass himself. “Been so long since…raw…”
Even words were failing him.
You were fluttering around him like crazy, as if begging to milk him, and your nails grazing up and down his biceps, leaving a trail of goosebumps in their wake, were not helping. “Please, Ken,” you whine, pressing a kiss to his jaw. “Need you.”
He would be damned if he wasn’t going to do his best to please you.
As soon as he was in the clear, he didn’t hold back. Pulling out almost all of the way before he slams right back in, your teeth bite into the juncture of his neck, muffling a scream. He waits exactly two seconds to make sure he’s not hurting you, then sets a pounding, merciless pace.
Your legs are wrapped tight around his hips, ankles locked to keep him close. When he’s not kissing you, Kento is simply admiring you, awestruck, from your shut eyes, to the pretty ‘o’ shape your lips are making, to your tits bouncing with every thrust.
If he were to tell himself from two years ago that he was going to finally shoot his shot with you, let alone make love to you, he would’ve probably passed out.
“Fuck— ngh, Ken, right there!” You moan, hips bucking up, trying to get him to piston right into the bullseye of your sweet spot. He tries his best to understand where that is through his foggy mind, but your pitched whines guide him.
“Oh, oh my god,” you heave harder now, big eyes staring up into his, brows knitted in a plea. “So close…’m so close, Ken, please!”
He’s nearing the finish line as well, but he can’t let himself come before you. So he pushes a fat thumb past your lips - has to close his eyes while you suck on it or he will come - then starts rubbing your puffy clit once it’s all slick with your spit.
Thankfully you were very close, only needing one final coax into your second orgasm of the night. Kento can only resist a couple more twitches of his hips before he follows, the way you’re clamping down on him impossible to fight. So you’re desperately rutting into each other through your shared high, open mouthed kisses everywhere you can reach, hands grabbing and groping and holding close.
When Kento collapses, he has both his arms around your waist, dragging you with him as he drops to the side. He slips out of you naturally as he goes soft, and you can feel the warmth of his cum slowly oozing out of your hole.
“That was—”
“Amazing,” he finishes for you, repeating your words from earlier. “Truly amazing.”
You nuzzle your head under his chin, rubbing your cheek against his neck teasingly before looking up at him. “Careful, captain,” you grin. “Or I might start thinking that you like me.”
He meets your gaze, eyes holding so much softness you feel like you’re stumbling. “You don’t know the half of it,” he murmurs, then presses a kiss to your forehead. “How about we get you cleaned up? I’ll go run us a bath, then we seriously need to sleep.”
Shit, you’re both working in the morning.
┊┊a/n. i know i was supposed to post the poll winner fic. however this took the priority and i'm petty because y'all made choso win :(
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🍁🍃 Hello and welcome to our sixth annual Flufftober 🍃🍁
Every year, we're so excited to share our prompts with you and look forward to all your beautiful creations that will fill the month of October with all the fluff 🥰 also, we're trying something new this year, so make sure to scroll all the way down and don't stop at the main list of 31 prompts or the usual list of alt prompts...😏
But first things first 😊
🍁 As with all our events, our standard blog rules apply, and you'll find answers to most questions on our FAQ post.
🍁 Below the cut, you'll find the necessary posting info, all the prompts in writing, and explanations for some prompts.
🍁 Please make sure to read the entire post! If you have any questions after that, feel free to send us an ask.
So many Prompt Extras 😍
🍁Yes, we heard your plea for more alternative prompts 😉
🍁 We also heard the tears of our friends in the Southern Hemisphere...
🍁 As always, you're welcome to replace prompts from the original list for whatever reason - no explanation needed.
Remember, you can use the Prompt Extras however you like:
💜 to replace a prompt from the original list
💜 to create even more content aside from the original prompts
💜 mixed together to enhance one or more of the other prompts
Whichever way you use them, have fun and go wild 🍃
You promised us something new 👀
Yes, we did - so welcome to the 2026 Flufftober Challenge Tasks 😁
We hope you like these prompts, and now
Happy Creating 🥳
What's the tag to get reblogged? ✍️
🍁 The tag is #flufftober2026
Make sure there is NO SPACE between flufftober and 2026! We will NOT be checking other variations of this tag!
🍁 It's also good to mention us: @flufftober
🍁 We try to reblog regularly, but tumblr likes to be difficult and wonky. If you're absolutely certain a post has slipped past us, please send us an ask with the link to your post.
🍁 Please make sure that all info is easy to find, either in the post or the tags. It takes a lot of time and energy to research every other post. So, please make sure to at least include the following very clearly:
💜 the day/alt/challenge prompt
💜 the fandom(s) (add "original work" or similar if applicable)
💜 the characters and/or ship(s) (add "oc" or similar if applicable)
What about the ao3 collection? 📝
🍁 The collection's name is Flufftober 2026 (either as flufftober2026 or as flufftober_2026)
🍁 Our collections will never close, so you can always add any late entries.
Deadlines are my nemesis 🥹
Don't worry, late entries are always welcome!
🍁 Reblogs will become less regular after the event has ended.
🍁 We will stop checking the event tag after a few months, so please make sure to tag us: @flufftober
Prompts
1. “This is so romantic.” - “You’re so weird.”
2. New Opportunities
3. Signature Move (a dance move, a gesture, etc.)
4. Season Tickets (for a sports team, a theme park, etc.)
5. Reading Nook
6. Pet Shop
7. Pass
8. Cure
9. String (of Fate)
10. “Are you sure?”
11. Baking Together
12. Building a Winter Home for the Wildlife
13. Creating a new Playlist
14. Under the Sea or Up in the Sky
15. Watching a Game/Show/Concert
16. Practicing Together
17. “Absolutely not!” - “Absolutely yes!”
18. Herbs & Leaves
19. Group Activity
20. Flying a Kite
21. Bucket List
22. Old Love
23. Crush
24. Trust
25. Ring
26. Road Trip
27. “I hate to ask, but-”
28. Harmless Addiction (to coffee, to a TV-show, etc.)
29. Doing something daring
30. Beach Day or Hiking Trip
31. So long, Goodbye, Farewell
Prompt Extras
Last Year's Favorites
Alt 1. Pillows, Plushies, Piles of Blankets
Alt 2. “Is that my hoodie?” - “... No?”
Alt 3. Fake Relationship
Alt 4. Set up by Friends
Alt 5. Late Night Talks
Alt 6. In Vino Veritas
Alt 7. “Stay?”
Well, hello there, Southern Hemisphere!
Alt 8. Hay Fever
Alt 9. Baby Animals
Alt 10. Making Daisy Chains
Alt 11. Sun Showers & Rainbows
Alt 12. Barbecues & Baked Potatoes
Alt 13. The Scent of Freshly Cut Grass
Alt 14. Flowering Bulbs & Fruit Blossoms
Alt 15. Burning Off, Bushfire Prep, Bonfires
- Burning Off: burning the underbrush, clearing dead leaves, etc.; burning in a small, controlled way so that if/when a real fire comes in the hotter, drier summer, it won't have as much to burn.
- Bushfire Prep: is all of the above, but also things like checking your smoke detectors, making sure your telephone tree of your neighbours has all up-to-date numbers, etc.
Challenge
Use one or more prompts from this year’s list to:
C 1. Create a FIX-IT
C 2. Create something for a RARE PAIR and/or CROSSOVER SHIP
C 3. FINISH an older WIP (published or not)
C 4. Create something for a CHARACTER who deserves more love
C 5. COMBINE with a prompt from a previous year
C 6. Create something for a SHIP you’ve never used before but always wanted to
The moment you’ve all been waiting for has finally arrived. The official prompt list for 2026 is HERE!
Grab your favorite notebook, settle in with a warm drink, and take a look at what we have lined up for this year.
Which prompt are you most excited to tackle first? Let me know below. ✨
📖 2026 Event Prompt List
"I told you, I'm fine." / Loss of Balance
"When was the last time you actually slept?" / Sensory Overload
"Stop talking for a second." / Pharmacy Run
"I can handle it." / Lab Results
"You look pale." / Chronic Illness/Injury
"You feel warm." "I know." / Sharing a Bed
"I made coffee/tea." / Tired Caretaker
"Don't look at me like that." / Too Busy To Stop Working/Moving
"Let me help you." / Anxiety/Panic Attack
"Just sit down before you fall down." / Overworked
"You don't have to carry this by yourself." / Fever Induced Confession
"Just give me five minutes." / Hiding An Illness
"Everything is vibrating. Please stop talking." / Shaking Hands
"I'm just tired." / Burning the Candle at Both Ends
"I am completely capable of doing my job." / Brain Fog
“I was just trying to help.” / Exhausted Silence
"Everything is too loud." / Sleep Deprivation
"How long was I out?" / Waking up disoriented
"It's just a headache, drop it." / A cold compress.
"I didn't realize how bad it was until I sat down." / Uncontrollable shivering.
"Can you turn the lights down?" / Fluffy Blanket
"I don't think I can get up from here." / Warm drink
"I've handled worse than this." / New Medication
"I didn't think it would hit this fast." / Contlagion
"Hold onto me for a second, the floor is moving." / Stomach Virus
"My brain won't shut up." / Relapse
"Don't treat me like I'm fragile." / Loss of Fine Motor Skills
"I can't remember the word for it..." / Failed Masking
"I think I'm awake, but I'm not sure." / Wired but Tired
"Is it just me?" / Hot Flashes
"Just rest." / Tunnel Vision
🔄 Alternate Prompts
"Did I already say that out loud?"
"It's fine, it's just a seasonal thing."
"I don't need a doctor, I need an hour of silence."
"Everything is just... too much right now."
"I didn't mean to snap at you."
Ringing Ears
Nausea
Fight or Flight
Fever Dreams
Abandoned Tasks
Hey everyone, a quick note from me.
You might have noticed things have been a bit quiet around here lately, and the prompt list didn’t quite make the midnight debut like it was supposed to. Life got a little crazy behind the scenes, and the scheduled posts simply didn't happen. I’m really sorry for keeping you all waiting!
Thank you so much for your patience and for sticking around. The prompts are officially up now, and I’m incredibly excited to see what everyone creates this year.
Let's ease into it and make this event a great one! ✨
Hello and welcome to the first year of Fluffuary! This is a prompt based event open to all fandoms! Created by two authors who couldn't find a fluff event for January so decided to make their own.
To reiterate, this is our first year running this event and first time either of us has ever run an event like this so please bear with us as we work out the kinks! Below the cut you'll find our rules, posting information, written prompts, and 10 alternative prompts! Thank you so much for checking us out and we hope to have a great fluffuary with you!
Click here for our 2026 Ao3 Collection
How This Works (Rules/Posting Info):
This is a multifandom event for January because we couldn’t find any others for this month! You’re free to post for any fandom, ship, platonic pairing, or whatever else! No minimum or maximum word counts. The only restriction is the fic must be fluffy, and absolutely no generative A.I. usage.
Hurt/comfort is allowed, but with a focus on the comfort please. N/SFW both allowed, but be sure to tag properly. Minors please do not submit or interact with NSFW submissions.
Sexually explicit RPF involving real minors is not allowed.
Though this was made with the intention of being a writing challenge, all art forms are welcome! Writing, art, edits, whatever else!
We follow the classic fandom rule: Don’t Like, Don’t Read/Interact. We will not police what you choose to write about, as long as it’s fluffy and properly tagged. Harassment of any kind is not allowed, and if you are found harassing others you will be blocked and works removed from the Ao3 collection.
Our tag is #fluffuary2026 Please make sure you do NOT put a space between fluffuary and 2026 or we may not see your post. Use our hashtag and tag us for the best chance of us seeing your works and reblogging them.
Yes, we will be reblogging posts we see but please keep in mind we are only two people and may miss some. If a day or two has gone by without us reblogging your post, send an ask to our inbox with a link to the post please!
Last submissions are welcome but unfortunately, for the sake of organization, we will not be reblogging those works! Early submissions are welcome too!
You do not have to write for every single day! Write for one day, write for five days, or write for them all if you wish. Furthermore, you can bend and twist the prompts however you need — don’t worry about if you’re getting too far off base. This event is for fun at the end of the day, participate however you want to.
Have questions or concerns? First check #fluffuaryquestions to see if we've already answered. If not, please feel free to send a message to our inbox or privately if you'd prefer!
