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My anon myph works (Ivyhobs) by Anonymous
Fandom 崩坏：星穹铁道 | Honkai: Star Rail (Video Game)
30 Apr 2026
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Bookmarked by 2234 (2952)
25 Jun 2026
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Though he prided himself on respect and restraint, Phainon brought out a whole new devil in him; it was something dangerous, something that made him lose all his inhibitions. Today, Mydei had won their spar, and was promptly rewarded with the sight of Phainon below him, chest caked with sweat and dirt. The mica specks made the already-blooming bruises sparkle beneath the Dawn Device.
His long fingers had practically covered the curve of Mydei’s waist completely, callouses rubbing just right against the soft, sensitive skin. He’d yielded right after, of course—but it was a little too reminiscent of Mydei’s deepest fantasies to ignore.
Mydei was only a man… a man with needs. So he’d calmly walked back to his chambers—never running—locked the door, dipped himself into his personal bath, and shoved his hand into his pants like a horny teenager.
Kremnoans never believed in uncontrollable circumstances. Fated mates? Hah! What a joke!
...Yet, what else could explain the constant emptiness in Mydei's chest, or the deep-seated obsession his instincts have with a certain Deliverer? Romantic tragedy always was Nikador's closest companion, after all.
Bookmarked by 2234 (2952)
24 Jun 2026
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…He pretty much knew what Mydei had been planning now, anyway.
Slowly, he exhaled and allowed his pheromones to release thicker now. It was like rolling over and showing his underbelly; all his anxiety, smugness, and even arousal perfumed the room in clouds. Phainon watched as Mydei tensed further from beneath his lashes, further…until his shoulders unconsciously loosened. His eyes slowly traced down the other man’s heaving chest, his perked nipples, down to his squirming legs.
“Ah, do what you want.” He languidly leaned back against the headboard, legs slightly parted. “Why do I care? I’m yours, anyway.”
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not to worry ladies, i go through the cycles too by gh53h54w2
Fandoms: 崩坏：星穹铁道 | Honkai: Star Rail (Video Game)
26 May 2026
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Cipher spreads the lie that Phainon has his period this week and is cramping horribly, Mydei doesn’t understand what the issue is since he has a period monthly, though.
.. Phainon did not know this about Mydei.
Bookmarked by 2234 (2952)
23 Jun 2026
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Subscription based service 😂 Phainon is gonna keep breeding Mydei. Mark my words!
“You are trying to breed me?” Mydei asked as if he couldn’t believe it at all - his voice high-strung and questioning, all while Phainon found himself stunned over this odd position they were both in with Phainon’s fingers still snuggly inside Mydei’s walls..
“Yes?” Phainon blankly offered as he slowly lowered his hand - no longer curling and spreading Mydei’s folds easily, instead dropping his eyes to blink at his soaked fingers. All before looking back upwards at Mydei - doing his best not to stare at his pussy that was now being achingly ignored and trying his best to give Mydei himself attention.
Only, Mydei simply gave a quiet breath of laughter - a quiet noise that bordered on inaudible; “Very well.”
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The Animal of Devotion by xxsyluslittlecrowxx
Fandoms: 恋与深空 | Love and Deepspace (Video Game)
23 Jun 2026
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your fear should make valko hungry. instead, it slips beneath his skin, and under the moon's pale witness, the wolf remembers your hand, your blood, your command.
Bookmarked by 2234 (2952)
23 Jun 2026
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I swear authors in this fandom are so poetic. Also, this is how I found out about the new werewolf LI. I wonder what balance they’ll strike with him.
How strange, to be made monstrous and discover reverence in the same breath.
He had imagined many things for his life. Power came easily, violence even easier. Obedience could be bought, fear cultivated, loyalty bred in dark rooms by darker hands. Love had always seemed like a story humans told each other so the knife would look prettier going in.
Yet there you stood.
Soft throat, steady eyes, hands folded before you as if you could hold yourself together by force.
The wolf in him wanted to circle.
The man in him wanted to kneel.
That was the horror of it.
No conquest rose in his blood, no thought of easy ruin, no vulgar little triumph. Only a desire so severe it felt almost religious. To lower himself before you, to place his dangerous head in your lap and let you decide whether he deserved the mercy of your touch. To bare his teeth to the world and his throat to you.
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22 Jun 2026