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At the coffee shop you run into a man who tries to get you to go to the local traveling circus with a vibrant pink ticket. But you get really bad vibes from the ticket, so you shoot him down. But he isn't going without a fight. Instead, he offers you a new option: a blue ticket. Little do you know what a special guest this blue ticket would make you.
Rated Mature for heavy themes of stalking, kidnapping, consumption of humans, violence, and other such themes that match the source material.
Based entirely on an hour long maladaptive daydream I had after working an 8 hour shift.
I'm not even a Ticket Taker simp (I prefer Pierrot). It's like Ticket Taker himself gave me this vision and told me to take notes. So here we are.Bookmarked by V0G3S
11 Jul 2026
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I know this wasn't sexual in nature but HO BOY, that got me goingggg 🤤🤤🤤
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Shadows Dancin' On The Sheets by Anonymous
Fandoms: 怪獣８号 | Kaiju No. 8 (Manga), 怪獣８号 | Kaiju No. 8 (Anime)
15 Jun 2026
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Even for an alpha, Hoshina has always had a stronger sense of smell than most.
It was practically debilitating for him as an unpresented pup, with the halls of the Hoshina estate leaving him keeled over nauseous more often than not and, frankly, it didn't get much better as he aged. Experience and unfettered access to military grade suppressants were the only reasons that he could say he maintained control as well as he did, and even then he found himself wrinkling his nose. To put it this way; Hoshina kept a tight handle on all of the ugly, violent impulses that reared their head at him when he was around another scent for longer than he liked, but he wouldn't be around it at all if he had a choice in the matter.
To put it another way; Narumi fucking Gen should not have a scent that makes Hoshina want to lure him into his den and keep him there, content and claimed, until further notice.
Or; Hoshina might have a problem, and that problem is sakura soda scented.
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- Part 7 of HSNR 💜🩷
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“I don’t want to knot you, Anders, but I am going to own you. I’m going to control you. You’re going to be my little bitch for as long as I need you.”
OR: An alpha discovers that beta pheromones have marketable use, you know, the calming scent betas emit during an alpha rut or an omega heat. To maximize production, he decides to keep a beta in a state of permanent distress to harvest this scent, whether the beta wants to or not.
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- Part 1 of non-traditional a/b/o smut
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His nature, the very blood thundering in his ears, bade Viktor to approach the danger, the threat of a furious alpha with the utmost caution.
But all Viktor could do was stand there, silent, while he grew wet between his legs.
“Do not disrespect me…” Jayce growled. “Or my partner again.”
Partner.
Viktor could barely breathe.
Jayce always made it a point to correct others about Viktor’s position in Hextech.
But he hadn’t been talking about Hextech.
Not when he said “partner” like he meant “mate.”
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Or,After a dire incident at the lab, Viktor realizes he’s not being kept as a prisoner for his own safety.
It’s far worse:
He’s being kept in Jayce's den,
As Jayce's new romantic interest.
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06 Jul 2026
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Loooooooove to see the slow descent into madness of a Top who doesn't realize his feelings yet and the Moment™️ where that changes ♥.
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There was another student here.
Tom recognized him vaguely—while transfer students were not necessarily uncommon due to the war, they were rare enough to at least make an impression. This particular transfer student was in his year, sorted into Ravenclaw after an impressively long hat stall. He looked like he might be descended from the Potter line, but he did not share the surname so his lineage was of no particular interest to Tom. Nothing about him was of particular interest to Tom, in fact, and yet here he stood, holding the book that Tom had come here to find.
It would be a good time to turn away. The Restricted Section was restricted for a reason—only books documenting extremely dangerous or extremely advanced magic were stored here.
Tom’s feet, however, suddenly felt as if they were made of lead. It wasn’t magic keeping him tied down, but something far more mysterious like curiosity or even fate. In any case, the delay was all it took for the Ravenclaw to lift his chin and meet Tom’s eyes.
This Ravenclaw, Tom realized, had eyes as blindingly green as the Killing Curse.
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02 Jul 2026
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I'm so fucking crying in here, this was beautiful 😭😭.