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The B(ring)Y(our)O(own)K(ink)Meme

Everyone has a favorite kink or scene or prompt they love to play out - and even if you don't, there has to be something you've always wanted to try, right? A kink? A premise? A prompt? While memes these days are doing great at covering fetishes and coming up with great premises, you can't expect them to cover everything anyone could ever want. There are just too many unique ideas out there!

This meme tries to solve that problem by being a catch-all and hinging on a very simple premise: bring what YOU want to play and focus on that! It puts the power of choosing the direction of threads entirely in your hands. Find other people who will be totally down with playing what you want to play, and let them know just what you're interested in. Simple, right? It's just like a BYOB barbecue, only a lot sexier.

How To Play:
- Comment with your character. DON'T LEAVE YOUR COMMENT BLANK. Instead, copy and paste the information below and fill it out to suit your needs. Or use your own ideas.

kink name/scenario here

information goes here. wax poetic about titfucking or be sparse as you see fit.

- Be as specific or as vague as you want. You can put a kink and the definition (i.e., paizuri), or go all out with a scenario description ("I want my character to get fucked by his brother, who is an alien octopus"). Include pictures to serve as prompts if you'd like, but please link to anything that could be considered triggering instead of embedding it. Otherwise, all ideas, kinks, AUs, prompts, and scenarios welcome.

- Comment to people whose ideas and kinks are relevant to your interests.

- Thread those puppies out!

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Sexual Exhaustion/Orgasm Denial

Use a cock ring to deny me release, then use me as your living sex doll. Make me plead, beg, and cry until I can't take anymore.

(Relevant info can be found here. Pay special attention to the hard no section, as mun does not negotiate on those.)

Breastplay

Everything from copping a feel to titfucking. Rias is well-known for having big ones, and can even orgasm just from having them played with.

Non-penetrative sex

Basically, everyone getting completely satisfied without anything more invasive than a blowjob, made easier by the sensitivity of her chest. Could either be because there's some rule or reason not to penetrate, or they're simply in a mood where that doesn't cross their minds.

Keeping it sneaky

Sex acts with a chance of being caught. Anything from trying not to wake a roommate to a stealthy footjob during a date. Or at the other end of the spectrum...

Public AU

A setting where it's completely normally to get openly frisky in public. Maybe it's considered extremely bold and racy, maybe it's completely normal, but nobody gets in trouble for getting it on to pass time on the bus

[Canonblind but I'd be interested in doing breastplay, non-penetrative, and public. They could be fooling around for a new NC-17 pay to view program Mettaton's debuting and what better way to kick it off than with some godly titties hurrhurr

If that's something you up for, I can write the starter!]

Titfucking/Breastplay

She IS from a series where boobs are queen, after all. She won't mind them being given plenty of attention.

Enthusiastic consent

More of a general thing than a kink, but I'm of a mind that everything's hotter when everyone's having fun, and that goes double of Irina.

Orgasm Angel

Irina is your Guardian Angel, invisible to everyone but you. What does she guard against? Sexual frustration, of course. She is a bit overenthusiastic though - if you're gonna suffer until you're alone, she might as well just let you masturbate. Nope, she's invisible, and she's going to make good use of that. Just try and keep a straight face.

Fluffy Gangbang

Irina having sex with a bunch of guys at once or in sequence, but without the usual overtones of degradation and taking advantage. She just has a lot of horny boyfriends, and decides to take care of them at once. Instead of calling her names, there's a lot of petting and compliments and thanking her for being a middle with so much energy for everyone she's taking at once. No need to bring three muses for this, NPCs are fun, and I'm happy to share the effort of writing them.

Casual Sex AU

Oldy but a goody at this stage. Could be anything from there being no rules against shagging one's significant other in public, to blowjobs on the train between casual friends being the norm, but I'd rather not go full strangers/"free use".

Edited 2018-04-20 05:09 (UTC)

[How do you feel about crosscanon? Because I'm super into all of this, but totally canonblind, ahah.

(I do also have less rude boys, if this one here isn't your flavor.)]

[Canonblind is fine! All you really need to know about Irina is she's an angel (literally), an unrelenting sweetheart, and she crushes hard. Which ideas got your attention the most?]

[Honestly, everything except the gangbang, and that's just because I'm too lazy to write more than one boy at a time, haha! I've been wanting to do something like the casual blowjobs or whatever on the train idea for a while now, honestly.]

[That works! Maybe Irina was the only one who ever sits anywhere near Guzma (she's not an idiot, she knows why he's scary, but she can look after herself and wanted to try) and that's been going on long enough it turned into a crush as she's kind of been waiting for him to ask?]

[That's super cute... I love it. I'd also like to give the guardian angel thing a spin, too, if you're into that once we finish this idea? It sounds super fun.]

[That sounds good to me too! Go ahead and start whichever idea you want to do first.]

[Seeing Big Bad Boss Guzma on a public train must be surreal for everyone else. That's something Guzma's kind of gotten used to by now. Those who recognize him in public usually either avoid him entirely, or just run off to call the cops.

And then there's this one chick.

She's cute as hell, and she's got a super sweet face, and a killer body, and she... doesn't seem to be afraid of him. Maybe she just doesn't know who he is, or what he's done. It's weird as hell-- he goes to his usual seat, makes himself good and comfortable-- given he's got plenty of room-- and then... there she is, sitting down right by him, smelling nice and clean and smiling sweetly, and it's the most baffling shit in the world to him. He's never really questioned it out loud before because, honestly, he knows he'll scare her off, and why ruin a good thing?

Still, though... he can't help but wonder what her deal is. He also can't help but notice, on this particular day, that she's... got a whole lot up top on display, and she's awfully close to him, and baggy pants do absolutely nothing to hide his reaction to her... and there isn't really a subtle way to cover it up. Shit.

He sits up a little bit, clearing his throat.]

Hey, you.

[Care to do Orgasm Angel with a very frustrated and rather oblivious new assignment? Titfucking&Breastplay and Enthusiastic Consent 500% welcome... if you want to twist on it, she could be visible, and add in a partial Casual Sex AU where she (as an angel) doesn't really see the problem with going to down anywhere and everywhere.]

Would love a Jack or Reinhardt but OTA

Alpha/Beta/Omega

M/M only, can either be an alpha or an omega in hiding.

PetPerson

Loving devoted owner or old grumpy panther.

Shape of Water

Either as the asset or new security guard of the asset. Doesn't have to be a fishman.

Public

High risk of discovery. On a train, on the shuttle from a mission with the rest of the team napping nearby, middle of a grocery store, whatever!

Bring Your Own

Got an idea of your own you'd like to play out? Feel free to let me know!

[ See, the terrible thing about healing factors is that medicine tends not to work. He's not supposed to need it, what with the glory of his healing body, but when suppressants were invented sometime in the early 1900's, Logan was pretty pissed they didn't work on him.

But he made do. He moved on. He decided to keep track of his cycles, and he's been on point with them ever since.

Which is why he's been so antsy throughout the last mission. The rest of the team doesn't know of his biology, but it's not like he keeps it secret, either; everything can be read on his file, anyway, as he was obligated to tell. He just didn't want them to find out like this.

They had to extend three days due to new developments in recon -- that's two days of safety and the same old, and then one day of being on the brink of his heat only for it to really trigger on the way home. He's always been good at tracking his heat cycles and now is no exception: Logan's itching, and upset, and has relegated to the very back of the jet to stay away from everyone else.

The only one awake right now is the pilot that takes them back and forth, as far as Logan can tell. But his hearing's been shot to hell with how loud his heartbeat is, how his skin is crawling with prickling heat and the hole between his cheeks is twitching and going slick with want.

Usually he locks himself up in his room when this happens -- brings toys with him, a supply of water. Now he's just strapped in a seat and pressing his knees together, and shutting his eyes tight because every hit of turbulence has the straps rubbing against his chest and making him squirm. ]

Damn it, damn it, damn it... [ Biting into his gloved palm, Logan shivers, and he wishes his scent wasn't so strong, so god damn suffocating --

-- and that there wasn't an alpha in this plane triggering him to begin with. ]

The mission went well, better than, even getting more done than they previously thought, so they'd remained the extra days.

The flight back would be long, Moira had finally decided to sleep and leave Gabriel be after droning on about her equipment and what needed to be tweaked about it. She was a great doctor, but there was only so much he could take, especially after a mission when all he wanted was to shower, sleep, and get a hot meal into himself.

He got up, moving to talk to Genji, who'd lost his left leg-again-in the skirmish. Moira had done what she could for him, but he required more than biological attention which couldn't be provided until they got back. The missing robotic limb was packed securely away until they could repair him.

McCree was dead out, flights after a mission always rendered him a sack of potatoes.

He moved further back to check up on their newest recruit. Logan had been brought in thanks to Charles Xavier's recommendation. Blackwatch needed a fifth member and Logan's abilities proved to be most useful. The guy had been quiet since they boarded, now he looked strained. He knew the guy didn't like to fly but so far the ride had been smooth as silk, so what was his problem?

The scent hit him like a truck, though the only outward indication was a slight pause in his step.

He knew immediately why. And as an Alpha, this was not a good time or place. To be fair, hardly ever was.

Gabriel glanced back. Everyone was asleep or far enough forward...

He sat down next to Logan without a word. "Late or early?" he asked quietly.

It was Gabriel.

The moment he approached him the spice of his musk hit Logan hard, and his eyes fluttered open for just a moment to look at him as slick curled out of his body and into the material of his suit. "What?" was the first thing he whispered, but in the rush of hormones and pheromones all around it sounded loud like a gunshot, and Logan panicked for all of a moment as if afraid everyone would hear him.

But they didn't.

Thank fucking God.

"You gonna ask me vague shit in the middle of this" -- he cocked his head downward to gesture to the length of his body: the trembling, the shivering, the way his prick was thick and lined in the tight material of his uniform -- "Reyes? Seriously?"

Anger seemed like an easier thing to deal with than the arousal. Logan's head tilted back too far without his really thinking about it, back arching against the chair in some instinct to present, and though he was trying to catch his breath and calm himself down, his lips stayed open and parted and plush -- soft, like the rest of him, and that was thanks to the regeneration, too.

His pheromones rolled off him in waves, sweet in an attempt to lure Gabriel closer, and Logan shuddered.

"You can probably answer that yourself," he breathed, "can't you."

"You should have told me before we left." he said, voice remaining quiet and even tempered.

He knew Logan was an Omega when he signed on, but he didn't hold that against him. If he did well, so fucking what? He let him be, didn't ask questions.

He could taste the other man. Probably not a good idea to stay close but they were trapped thirty thousand feet up for another two hours at least. Not exactly anywhere to go.

Oh the way he arched like that, and the wafting of his scent...Gabriel would be lucky if this didn't trigger his own rut. God the man was gorgeous and smelled incredible!

The commander couldn't help but let his eyes drift down to Logan's groin. Fuck, he was in bad shape. He'd not make it to HQ before falling apart.

Well, only one thing for it.

"Let me help" he whispered, leaning in, brushing his lips against the other man's.

The heat made him hyperaware of each of Gabriel's reactions: the spike of want in his scent, the way his eyes trailed over his own body. Often Logan didn't deal with actual alphas, certain that he'd break them somehow, but the way that Gabriel leaned in and the way his scent filled Logan's personal space made him weak, and talk of helping had a whimper building in his throat and all his self-control working to turn that sound into a muted growl.

He could've given a proper answer, he knew. But with Gabriel so close it made more sense to kiss him, to grasp at his collar and pull at the same time his tongue moved to part his lips and taste the inside of his mouth. Here, Logan thought, he could moan -- could make sounds of want as he pushed against the bonds of his seatbelt in a bid to press into Gabriel's body.

"Hurts," was the first thing he said, the word mumbled between them, and then he was taking Gabriel's hands in his own and guiding them to his suit and the zipper at the front. It was only a matter of time before his cognition left him, and Logan nipped at Gabriel's lip as his legs spread on his seat. His suit rubbed against his thighs, his ass, his aching dick, and Logan rocked his hips into the air in a futile, miserable need for friction.

Words hushed and whispered, and Logan's mind just barely remembering the fact that there were other people in the jet with them, he murmured: "Touch me, touch me, c'mon."

Gabriel undid the other's seat-belt, letting it click open and fall to the side, returning the needy kiss, tasting him, letting his scent fill him.

How had he not noticed this man before? The answer was of course that Logan was careful, timed his heats, knew when to avoid everyone on base. Still, Gabriel's alpha mind buzzed with the knowledge that there had been a hungry omega right under his nose the whole time.

When they broke and he spoke, Gabriel knew he was even in worse shape than he originally thought. Pain only came when he'd been suppressing it for awhile. And Logan could take a lot of pain. Might have even started before they left that morning. He'd keep his head as best he could and aid Logan.

Using his teeth, he pulled off a glove, practically shoving it in the other man's mouth for him to bite down on and muffle his noise. Gabriel drew away a second, looking forward to make sure no one had noticed then working Logan's pants open, letting his dripping fat cock spring free. Wasn't free for long. He dropped his head into the other's lap immediately, wrapping his now bare fingers around him and then closing his lips around the head, groaning at the taste of him.

His own cock was swelling, straining for this unfair attention, but for the moment, Gabriel was very content with filling his mouth. He'd get him off, and then he'd mount him, right back here.

What did it say about him that having a glove in his mouth turned him on? Logan didn't know, didn't care to find out. But he groaned around it as the pressure on his cock subsided, and then keened when Gabriel's lips closed over his head and started to suck. It was good -- it was insanely, unfairly good, and Logan brought one hand up to grasp the headrest of his seat as his knees lifted and his legs spread apart.

Hie free hand curled around the back of his own thigh, holding it up to make space, and muffled sounds reverberated in the base of his throat up until the glove kept firmly between Logan's teeth. He dripped against Gabriel's tongue, dripped between his cheeks and into the material of his suit; the pleasure that built in him crackled all along his skin, but wasn't quite enough to stifle the fire burning in the pit of his stomach.

But it would do, he felt. Bucking his hips, hearing the brief noises of the chair beneath him moving, watching as his cock filled Gabriel's mouth and forced a bulge to the man's cheeks -- this would do, because even if it wasn't satisfying, it felt good, and Logan dragged his fingers hard over his own thigh before bringing them down to touch his own ass, to rub over fabric and press just enough for Gabriel to hear how damp it was getting.

"Hnnnh..." Words muffled still, Logan dug his teeth harder into the glove.

Gabriel pulled off a moment, pressing a kiss to Logan's chest. "Shh." he warned, moving up, teeth scraping against the exposed skin of his throat. He dragged his tongue over his Adam's apple, the scent and taste of him intoxicating. He wanted to bite him, mark him, even if it wouldn't last more than a few moments with his healing ability.

He moved to kneel between Logan's spread legs, just enough room between the seat in front of him and the omega to do so. Working his pants open more, the stronger scent of his need had the alpha groan this time. Took a bit of maneuvering but he managed to tug his pants down to his ankles, popping up back between his legs, exposing the heat-stricken man entirely.

Gabriel smirked up at Logan. Fuck he was wet! He was glad the seats were vinyl otherwise there'd easily be a damp patch where the man sat by now.

He didn't tease much more. He could toy with him when they got back. Right now it was a matter of helping him ease the ache.

He went down on him again, this time his fingers slid between his ass cheeks and probed for his hole, pressing one finger inside as he bobbed his head up and down his shaft.

He was thick and heavy on his tongue, swallowing deeply around the throbbing shaft, Gabriel let a groan vibrate through him.

Edited 2018-04-23 20:53 (UTC)

If he had the ability to think beyond the haze in his mind, the sight of Gabriel smirking up at him would've been enough for Logan to mutter a quiet 'fuck off'. But he didn't want him to fuck off, not really -- and not especially when he felt the pressure against his hole, his grip going white-knuckled on the back of the chair as a fresh wave of slick dripped out to meet the new pressure.

It was hard to keep quiet, hard to shut himself up; Logan tightened around the finger in him, needing more and hating that he wasn't getting it. He growled almost threateningly, even if it was muffled in his mouth -- bucked up into Gabriel's mouth in time with the dips and rises of his head, smeared his pre-come over the roof of his mouth.

God, he was going to come. His thighs shuddered, his hips rocked (greedy, selfish, using Gabriel's mouth), and as Logan pushed a finger of his own into his hole to increase the pressure, his voice curved up towards a cry. His nostrils flared, throat choking back the noise in case they were heard -- to shut himself up. But even if he struggled to be quiet it didn't change the fact that his cock was twitching or his balls were tightening, all leading up to ropes of come poured down the column of Gabriel's throat, and another gush of arousal coating the two fingers buried in him.

Logan's back arched, his head thrown back as he spasmed, but he remained hard in Gabriel's mouth and tight around their fingers, whining and trembling and the tips of his claws starting to peek between his knuckles. More, more, more.

In his current state, Gabriel would be impressed if Logan could do more than whimper needfully.

Making too much noise, but he dare not stop and tell him to shut up. Poor fucker was too close. He moaned, tasting him on his tongue, Logan already on the cusp of climax. He wished he could watch him, see him come undone while trying to hide it from their teammates.

He felt other man’s finger probe with his own. He pushed up to the knuckle, stretching his soaking hole and feeling him tighten just as the cock down his throat erupted hot and thick. Gabriel drank him down, lapping him up clean before pulling off, looking up at Logan. “You’re fucking beautiful like this” he grinned whispering moving up his body to kiss and suckle his throat. “Going to stuff your pretty hole now” Gabriel breathed in Logan’s ear. “Give you a nice load to sit on for the ride home, and then take good care of you throughout out this.”

He removed the glove in Logan’s mouth to let him breathe a second, folding it up to stuff back in his mouth. No doubt he was going to get noisy. Couldn’t have that.

In any other scenario he'd have laughed at being called something like beautiful, but his head was tilting to accommodate the mouth on his throat, and the moment the glove was pulled out of him he couldn't resist sighing Gabriel's name. His ears picked up some stirring, someone moving in their seat up front, but by then the heat was too strong for him to think too hard about it, and his want for Gabriel even more so.

He parted his lips to take the glove in without much argument, teeth sinking into the fabric. Logan's hand uncurled from the back of his seat to work with his other in undoing Gabriel's suit, stripping what was necessary to get his cock out.

The scent of him, the musk, was absolutely insane. Logan drooled despite the intrusion in his mouth, rolled his hips back in his seat for the friction as his hole dripped with need, and his own pheromones turned sweeter in anticipation -- sweeter as he trailed his nails up Gabriel's hard stomach for a breath whilst the other moved down between his legs.

Fingers wrapped around Gabriel's prick, feeling it swell and throb in his palm, and Logan's nostrils flared as he picked up the scent of his sex -- as he reacted to it, skin flushed and eyes half-lidded with desire. He brought his legs up, one hooking on either armrest at his side, and with his spine curving he presented himself for Gabriel's eyes and cock.

The hand on Gabriel's belly slid off, moving to spread his hole open. Despite the fingers that had been in him he was tight all over again, thanks to the regeneration, and he shivered as he curls the new digits in, as he pulled them up to show how wet he was, how badly he wanted to be bred.

"Plffh." It was a muffled please. Under any other circumstance, Logan would have never said it.

Edited (what are tenses) 2018-04-24 17:53 (UTC)

He did glance up front, still with half a mind that they needed to be careful. He'd hear the omega cry out unhindered when they got back to base.

Gabriel let him touch him, his skin heated, cock hard and heavy in the other man's hand as he touched him. His breath hitched as rough fingers handled him, unable to help a little buck of his hips and a stuttered groan.

As Logan slouched more in the seat to exposed him himself, Gabriel watched as he spread his dripping hole and pleaded.

He couldn't resist that, no sir.

The commander lined himself up and slowly sank into him, biting on the fabric of the other's shoulder to muffle his own groan. So hot! So wet! So tight! He wondered when was the last time the other allowed himself to be taken. He dare not move, not yet, he'd caught the faint noise of movement far up, so he went still, buried deep inside his new omega.

When the movement stopped, he relaxed and lifted his head to look Logan in the eye. I got you. he mouthed. Hands coming to rest on the other's hips before he started to move, deep, slow thrusts, letting himself get coated thoroughly by Logan's slick.

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