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Elias fiddles with the chains hanging from his wrists, testing their give and as he watches the hand of the clock slowly tick away. They were tethered to the table giving a frustratingly limited range of movement, but he considered it a small compromise for the fact he was allowed a private room. The table spans the width of the room, offering a clear divide from one side to the other, with thankfully no screen to limit his contact.
Nerves are a curious feeling for Elias, who normally has such confidence in his plans there's rarely a need for them. When it comes to Jon, however, he’s unable to ignore the clamminess of his palms.
So far he's played into his hands beautifully, going above and beyond what he expected to gather mark after mark on his body and soul. But this little indulgence could see it all falling apart at the seams. All it would take was Jon knowing one thing too many and it could all be over.
So yes, Elias is nervous.
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Jon shivers as he feels the cool leather of the crop run over the bare skin of his back and focuses on keeping his back straight even against the strain of his pulling muscles. He swallows as he hears Elias hum, unable to tell if it is positive or negative.
He won't confess it, but he hopes it was negative.
He craves punishment after the last few days of work. He's already received a few verbal lashings from Elias—but he knows they were from a professional standpoint. He needs something more personal.
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Santa Claus is comin' (to town) by DaemonGal for sieveyourtea
Fandoms: The Magnus Archives (Podcast)
30 Dec 2024
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When Peter steps into the doorframe, Elias finds his breath catching in his throat in a combination of shock and confusion.
Peter is standing with his thumbs hooked into the pair of burgundy suspenders he's wearing over a white dress shirt—unbuttoned at the top to expose wiry chest hair—looking very pleased with himself.
His dress trousers are a matching burgundy—and a very pleasing fit, if Elias does say so—and over the top of it all, opened and hanging over his shoulders, is an undeniably distinguishable red coat; white, fluffy cuffs and all.
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Collection of Kinktober prompts featuring various ships and pairings from TMA.
All prompts outlined with pairings and additional content warnings in first chapter.
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Oh love, have mercy on me (and keep me company) by DaemonGal for TeaMoth11
Fandoms: The Magnus Archives (Podcast)
13 Nov 2024
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“Stupid.” Martin mutters harshly, as the fog continues to fade away. “Stupid, stupid pining idiot. Can’t just leave him alone for one-” He stops dead as his senses return to him all at once on his next inhale of breath. His hand grips the wood of the desk as every fibre of his being tenses at the smell; cinnamon and spice and want, and oh God, it almost overwhelms him. “Jesus Jon.”
Martin’s entire body becomes hot, the biology that's been on hold for months suddenly coming to life as if resuscitated with an electric shock to his system. He can’t stop breathing it in, so thick in the air he swears he can taste it, and he has no time to even doubt or deny that Jon is definitely in heat. He is here, somewhere in the archives, and very much in the middle of his heat.
(S4 JMart Omegaverse heat fic)
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A Feeling so Human by DaemonGal for sieveyourtea, cloverdose
Fandoms: The Magnus Archives (Podcast)
12 Nov 2024
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“E-Elias I… I don't really know why I'm here.” Elias swallows, pushing the giddy self satisfaction down. He raises his hands, crosses his fingers and sets his chin on them, keeping his posture relaxed.
“Are you sure, Jon? I doubt very much that you'd come here with no cause at all.” He sees it then, the flicker of Jon's gaze from his eyes to his lips, so slight it would have been missed by anyone less observant.
“You can tell me. I thought I made myself clear enough that I am in no position to judge you for what you're becoming. In fact, judgement is the furthest from my intentions, Jon.” Elias doesn't miss the glimmer in Jon's eyes at his words, and he allows his lips to twitch into the faintest hint of a smile.
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Jon took barely two steps through the door before he dropped to his knees, back straight and head bowed with a practised poise, in front of Martin. The tension was visibly tight in his shoulders and his fists were clenched in his lap. With how the day had gone at work, Martin had been expecting this, but the urgency still took him aback.
“Martin, please.” Jon's voice had a tone of desperation to it that Martin was usually all too happy to hear, but right now held an edge of stress rather than desire.
To put it bluntly, Jon's day had been utter shit.
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or Martin helps Jon feel useful after a bad day at work.
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Elias entwines his fingers on his desk, leisurely reclining into his chair as Jon enters his office. He allows the corners of his lips to rise into a tightly controlled smile as Jon turns the lock to his office door with an audible click and makes his way solemnly to Elias’s side.
He turns his chair to face the Archivist, whose eyes are heavy with fatigue and the weight of the task unwittingly put on his shoulders. The telltale purple shadows beneath them are stark against his pale skin and his hands fidget nervously at his front. Elias knows there’s only one thing he wants right now, something only he can give.
Quiet.
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Statement of Billie Frost regarding an Irregular house guest. by ArthriticMess, DaemonGal for DaemonGal
Fandoms: The Magnus Archives (Podcast), The Magnus Protocol (Podcast)
25 Aug 2024
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"He asked me, more quietly, why I was treating him like a person, and I just said why wouldn’t I? It clearly bothered him, because he stepped towards me and became… something."
This started life in chapter 1 as a shameless self insert and... has progressed to be me venting my trauma and wishing desperately for an eldritch man to come take care of me and make me tea in exchange for friendship and cuddles.
There will, down the line, be angst, we're just not there yet. Let me enjoy talking about how Michael is basically a strange cat for a while okay?
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See you later, partner. by DaemonGal for Brilcrist
Fandoms: Final Fantasy VII Remake (Video Game 2020), Compilation of Final Fantasy VII, Final Fantasy VII: Advent Children
28 Oct 2020
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When a mission goes wrong and Reno barely makes it out with his life, the consequences may be too much for Rude to handle...
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My piece for the Invictus Zine.
Topic: Dante dealing with his inner demon after being awakened post DMC3 while mourning the loss of Vergil
His guns dropped to the floor as he watched the scales envelop his hands once more, spreading up his arms, the heat invigorating him with a newfound energy as his breaths became hot and laboured.
He felt the warmth spreading up his spine, his heartbeat speeding up uncomfortably, the sound of blood rushing in his ears blocking out all surrounding sounds as he watched the glass silently hit the floor through suddenly too focussed eyes.
His hands balled into fists at his side as anger spread through him, a rage only comparable to when he triggered for the first time atop the tower. A sudden understanding spread through him as he smiled; smiled for the first time in days. A hellish grin full of sharp teeth and malicious intent followed by a deep laughter that threatened to explode from his chest.
“Yessss…” he spoke in a voice he didn’t recognise as his own, “I’ll tear them apart.” -
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Just an assortment of short fics based on prompts from tumblr (pages will be credited) and asks. Pairings written as by default as reader inserts unless requested otherwise.
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...the demons will play.
He told his father that he didn't need a 'babysitter', yet Vergil insisted that Nero have someone watch over him during his absence. It was true that Nero was different, and his differences attracted all manner of unwanted attention. Fortunately, Dante was in need of a job, and the job on offer paid well. He didn't necessarily need to get on with the kid to get his job done, but it would definitely make the whole thing more painless; just a shame that the kid in question wasn't going to make that easy for him...
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Nero confesses to you that his demon has chosen you as a mate and bashfully admits that in order to seal the deal his demon would have to make a personal appearance. Unfortunately the intricacies of the whole thing weren’t discussed in detail beforehand, so things turn out a bit differently than expected...
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"Your attention was directed back at Vergil once more, as you rested your elbows on your knees and your chin in your hands. Your chest fluttered as he took a particular stance; the Yamato pulled back, one palm flat against the pommel, the other gripping the hilt as he spread his legs, fixing himself firmly to the spot.
A deep growl left his throat as he did so, as he exhaled the air from his lungs before lunging forward with immense force. You whimpered slightly at the motion, crossing your legs to ease some of the discomfort starting to form between them."
You were in trouble from causing a distraction during Vergil's training session, but your body screamed for him. You knew you had to start playing dirty to get what you wanted from him.
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As a challenge to myself I'll be doing the alphabet challenge for V and writing a small reader ficlet for each letter. Of course, will be mostly NSFW ;)
Will update the tags as I go!
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"His ears twitched and his nostrils flared as the shop door slowly opened. He reflexively placed his feet on the floor and assumed a more defensive posture, quickly placing ebony and ivory in front of him almost as a threat display. His brow furrowed as he examined the 4 men that slowly strolled through the doors and across the room towards him; all clad in tight black suits, hard heels clipping against the wood floor with each step in perfect synchronicity, tan skin and devilish smirks adorned their faces.
Incubi. He rolled his eyes and huffed, making no attempt to cover up his disdain; Dante hated incubi."
Dante had a job to hunt a dangerous succubus on the run. He had expected this job to go like any other; oh how wrong he was.
[Apologies, but currently on hiatus]
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"When you entered Devil May Cry that day, to see an unrecognisable figure clothed in black hunched over Dante’s desk, your stomach jolted. You immediately drew your twin swords and began towards the man in question, stopping after only a few steps to absorb the sight you saw. Dante was... smiling. In fact he looked overjoyed.
He held one of the strangers thin arms in his hands, looking in awe at the swirls of tattoos stretched over them, commenting on how “gnarly" they were and tracing them with his fingers in fascination. Your fists clenched around your weapons as you slowly returned them to their sheathes. The mysterious man chuckled at Dante’s statement, his voice so deep it made you shudder. Who was he, why was he here and why was Dante having such fun in his presence?
You didn’t like him."
Enjoy some hate to smut featuring out beloved poet!
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It was V's birthday and the anniversary of the day you met, so you decided to pay him a visit
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You'd been looking forward to date night all week knowing V had booked a reservation at the swankiest Italians in town. You both intended to make sure this was a night to remember.