It's just like nature intended.
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- Societal: The culture you grew up in forces you to breed in order to keep society going. Understandable, isn't it? There may be freedom to choose who you'd like to be with, as long as you get it done, or your partner
- Station: As a royal or equally important person, you have an obligation to produce an heir.
- Heat: Going through cycles is normal for your kind, yet this is the first time you've actually had the urge to full-on procreate.
- Aphrodisiac: You're so pushed full of juice you can't think straight, but you do know there's one thing you want to do.
- Drugged: As in the above, you're out of it - this time, even more so. What you want to do isn't an issue.
- Confined: More like the breeding stable concept, where characters are imprisoned and forced to mate through that way.
- Feral: You've been driven to the edge, like an animal in rut. You have no other instincts but to fuck, fuck, fuck.
- Last of Your Kind: The two of you must reestablish your race, no matter what.
- Last of Your Gender: You're valuable because of your ability to give or carry life, and you're the only one.
- Has to Be You: You're the one destined to bring about one special offspring, for good or for ill.
- Garner Sympathy: Remember that moment in Catching Fire where Peeta tells everyone Katniss is pregnant? Being pregnant or appearing to be so would be quite advantageous to you two right now.
- Moving Too Fast: You're attracted to each other, and maybe there's a little something more, but all of that's put on high octane when you're thrown into the fire and have to perform.
- Better Me than Anyone Else: Whether your love is platonic or romantic, you figure it's better that it's you they're mating with instead of someone who'd be cruel or cold to them.
- Hate You: The person you despise more than anyone else...is the one you have to breed with? Some would call that a cosmic joke.
- What Won't Kill Them: If you breed with them, you'll hurt them, but if you don't, both of you will die.
- Pressured: Everyone around you is telling you that you need a baby, that your relationship isn't complete without one.
- One-Sided: They'll love you if you give them something that's a part of you.
- Humiliation: In your eyes, seeing them parenting/carrying your child is an ultimate blow to their ego.
- Modification (aka the MPREG option): You can't carry a child, at least not without some "fixing."
- Sudden: Quick! Something's burst through your door and is making you mate under fear of death. You'd better hope there's someone suitable nearby...
- Marriage: In order for others to consider the marriage consummated, you need proof.
- Mechanical: Robotics and machines will help in the process, making breeding much more efficient.
- Scientific: Men and women in white coats are the order of the day, and they have a vested interest in seeing you breed...or how you respond to the threat of breeding.
- Create an Army: You're particularly strong or talented, and important people want your offspring to mold to their desires.
- Never See: Any child the two of you birth will be taken away as soon as it comes into this world. What's the point?
- Cross-Bred: You two are not of the same species, but there are people or forces who would love to see what would come from your union.
- Unusual Pregnancy: Did you expect it would be a normal human pregnancy? If one of you isn't human, that would be impossible! Nine months may be far too long of a gestation period, and you can't exactly feel something like, say, eggs kicking.
- Love 'Em and Leave 'Em: In this world, breeding is like an assembly line. You just do your duty and move on.
- Mates for Life: ...in contrast to the above, when you breed in this world, you're bound together for the rest of your days.
- The Deed is Done: They're already good and pregnant, but you are required to continually mark your claim.
- Tragic Ends: Did you really believe that you'd survive if you went through with breeding? Your performance and hesitation was noted, as was your rebellious spirit. You're less of an asset and more of a liability, so your life is forfeit.
- Happy End: Actually, it all worked out for you! You were lonely before or constantly in danger, and now, you're safe and have a companion - and maybe even a family!
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bakerstreet2025-02-15 12:56 pm
jiaoqiu | hsr
Malina "Rook" de Riva || Dragon Age: The Veilguard || OTA
dr ratio | hsr | m/m
Dorian Storm | Critical Role | OTA
Nico Moreno | OC | OTA*
joo jaekyung ( jinx ) m/m
Grace Callahan | OC | OTA*
Charlie Prince | OC | OTA*
Troy Dantes | OC
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otherwise it can be a producing an heir situation or heat/rut ]
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[ She's made many mistakes in her life, but this might be the worst one. Eager to learn the secrets of an enemy kingdom, Kabru went out on a mission to infiltrate it on her own, hoping to find out their next plan of attack so that she could bring this knowledge back home and quickly advise the king. Troy did tell her to stay put and not put herself in the line of danger, but Kabru doesn't always listen, her life often coming second to a sense of duty. That's how she's ended up in this situation, bound and confined in a dungeon far away from home. She's lucky that they haven't tortured her, but what awaited might be a fate worse than death. Though she could not see the other prisoners in the dungeon, she could tell that many of them were being forced to service the guards and other lecherous men who visited the cells. The kingdom needed more soldiers, she overheard one of them say.
In preparation for her duties, they've forced a mysterious potion down her throat. It was sickeningly sweet, and took effect so soon after, causing her entire body to blaze hot and her mind to become foggy. The symptoms weren't painful but dreadfully uncomfortable. They made her restless, squirming uselessly against the chains that bound her wrists and ankles. Between her legs, she could feel that familiar wetness, and her mind swarmed with thoughts of how to satisfy that need, a craving to be filled roughly and with little decorum. Her thighs were kept spread and open for the person that was to be her mate, and the worst part of all, with the shackles, she could not touch herself to reach any kind of satisfaction.
Hours from that treatment, and she can't take it anymore. She'll have the first person who comes in. When the door slams open, Kabru pays it a glance. ]
Troy ...?
aerith gainsborough | ffvii
wriothesley | genshin impact
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a) could play with not necessarily dub-con elements but more 'you shouldn't have come' vibes, while the other is more her asking for it. both juicy in their own rights haha, lmk what you think!! )
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———
( she'd sensed the tension bound in his shoulders from the moment she'd gotten to his place—how he couldn't seem to keep his gaze aligned and honest with hers, how he can't seem to keep himself still, as if business might chase off the fire licking through him. what's more, she... understands, what it is he's going through. or she's at least tried to gain as much knowledge as possible, after learning of his heats. he'd insisted she didn't have to worry about it, more or less pushing it off as a problem for him, and not for her—but he should know well enough how stubborn she is for those she cares about.
and so her voice rises quiet close behind him, close enough that she can feel the warmth radiating from his frame, his need something tangible. )
Wriothesley? ( it's not timid, but still carries her typical softness. and as if to further make it known that she's not deterred, that she knows, a hand lifts to rest softly at his back. )
Let me help you...
texas ― arknights ― f/f
Tifa Lockhart | Final Fantasy VII/VIIR
Duo Maxwell | Gundam Wing
Violet Sorrengail | The Empyrean Series
Garrick Tavis | The Empyrean Series
the herta ✦ honkai: star rail
n-nyan.....
[ with a scent cloyingly sweet and trapped between them, wanderer pins herta to the wall at her back. their height difference is more obnoxious than ever, but with his strength, it'd be impossible for her to move aside his arm. he leers up at her with ears flat, red eyeshadow vibrant against the unusual glow of his slitted pupils. wanderer's irritation is nothing out of the ordinary. what is, is the apparent flush adorning his cheeks, soft, faint breaths escaping him as he angrily lashes his tail.
of course, the intrusive smell is another thing. the gentle fragrance of sakura petals has been completely turned inside out, saturated with something heady and intoxicating. it may as well be a glowing sign pointing down at him, saying, 'I'm out of my mind'. ]
I'm merely replicating a cat's urges. It's nothing personal.
[ ...sure, so what about the fact his nails are practically digging into the wall by her head, the heated stare? wanderer's casual tone does not match his appearance at all. he even punctuates his statement with another lash of his tail, leaning forward despite himself. ]
☺️ hehe kitty.
but the fact of the matter is, curiosity is ever a dangerous thing. the very same trait that put her on the radar is also exactly what could lead to her ruin someday. )
Am I to believe that you didn't seek me out specifically?
( her narcissism couldn't even fathom the possibility, even with all of her imagination.
the flattened ears, the tail that can't seem to sit still, the stare he's pinning her with.. the poor thing. she can even feel how warm he's running without touching him, and the blossom of pink that's painting over his features do little in the way of intimidation, if that's the angle he's going for..
so she lifts her hand to place the tip of her index over his lip. to keep him from leaning too close just yet, maybe? to drive him even further up the wall? who can say. )
I don't suppose you'll be content with a toy.
( to settle for that might almost be an insult, but she drolls on anyway as she lets her fingertip trace down to his chin. )
Would you like my thigh to rut against, little one?
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fortunately, his strong will prevents him from acting out. he does scoff, though. ]
I'm not a mindless beast.
[ or so he says.
however, with herta now gently caressing his chin, wanderer can't quite stifle the visible shudder that travels down his back. he ends up scowling because of it. and to make matters worse, she might just be able to see how the base of his tail has fluffed up from this angle, its length flickering impatiently behind him. cats may present themselves as aloof, but this little appendage always seems to give away how they're feeling. in his case, his arousal. ]
Debasing myself with your leg isn't something I'm going to do.
[ wanderer's brow furrows, and then he nudges past her hand to burrow his face above the swell of her cleavage and below her neck. if his scent is meant to allure, then hers is just as enticing. the ache in his groin is awful. ]
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the thread that holds him together is spiderweb-thin, and that tail of his accentuates the aggression that she finds herself to be the subject of.
it's not as if she's blind. in fact, she takes pride in her sense for aesthetics. she may not be an emanator of beauty, but she knows it when she sees it, and she's never been shy with her compliments if it's been earned. )
Cute.
( and now that he's closer, the sweetness that reminds her of spring blossoms to something stronger. a scent that she catalogues for later.
with his nose buried under her chin, it's easy enough to snake an arm around to place her hand on the small of his back. innocuous, at first, until she fits the base of his tail between her middle and ring finger with a little hum. but she does not scratch her nails beneath the fur. she doesn't even let it wander beyond that simple shift. )
Hoping for someplace warmer, then.
( but even if he says he will not be using her thigh, she's pushing it between his knees anyway as something to lean against, guided by the hand on his back lest he shift and fuss too much. )
You poor thing. Maybe I should find you a proper playmate instead.
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wanderer clicks his tongue in displeasure, but doesn't pull away from her exposed collarbones. he's already too attached to herta's warmth, her scent. his nose is pressed against her, searching, and with each inhale, a heavy sensation blankets his mind. he believes his rational thought is slowly being buried. wanderer is instead cursed to acknowledge wants disgustingly base and animalistic. they plague him, sinking him further into a state of misery.
meanwhile, herta accepts his overt nuzzling. she slips one arm down, hand gliding over his lower back until— ]
Ah—
[ the noise leaves wanderer before he can help it, unintentionally jolting his hips forward and gasping. the pang of arousal is so sharp, he can feel the distinct, thick throb of his cock shifting against the material of his skinsuit.
it's humiliating.
herta hadn't actually dragged her nails over the tuft at the base of his tail or done anything substantially stimulating, but with his nerves on fire, it was enough. the matter of his stiff arousal is made worse with the addition of her thigh moving forward to rest against it. his tail quivers in response. ]
...You're already in front of me. Keep your dolls out of this.
[ wanderer's voice is rough. he swallows. ]
I'll take you instead.
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the twitch of his cock against her thigh is a little endearing though. for all his bravado and posturing, he's still buried beneath her chin like an overly affectionate cat. it softens the cutting edge of them quite drastically, but this new facet of his is quite lovely to behold.
now she lets her nails scratch beneath the fur, )
Then you best take care to prepare me thoroughly.
( then she lets go, but only enough to drag her palm up his front, her fingers trailing along his jaw to card through the shorter crop of his hair before stopping just short of his furred ears. )
Down you go now.
( she might as well have just said 'kneel'.. )
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...but his small act of defiance goes without reward.
long nails glide over his jaw and through his sharply-cut hair, up higher until she is just about cradling his head. in response, wanderer's tail manages another lash, ears flattening a little further down. ]
My mouth.
[ it's not a question.
wanderer's gaze narrows, contemplative as he searches her features. ]
...Fine.
[ if it weren't for her scent and the possibility of reducing her to a squealing mess on his tongue, he would've sneered at the command. instead, wanderer huffs and lowers himself to the floor, hands sliding down her front to possessively dig his fingers into her plump thighs. ]
Rue Tavris {tav} || Baldur's Gate 3 || ota
haru sagara | tokyo debunker | m/m 18+
wanderer | genshin impact
caleb | love and deepspace
shipping prefs in journal, otherwise i'm not interested. i want smut with angst and yearning on the side, but nothing one-sided, please!]
haesoo | love or hate