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An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Chapters: 1/1
My entry for the @julybreakbingo July Break Bingo 2026.
Fandom: Original Work
Author: Rainbowamory
Rating: Explicit
Warnings: Cousin Incest (Consensual)
Relationships: Original Characters (Syden/Cela)
Additional Tags: Cousin Incest, Consensual Sex, Consensual Incest, Original Character(s), NSFW, Fantasy, BDSM, Dom/sub, Shibari, Stretching, Foreplay, Reunions, Established Relationship, Couple, Bruises, Hickeys, good girl/evil guy
Word count: 5,757
Summary:
Syden and Cela have been away from home for awhile, off on their separate duties in different parts of the world. It’s been impossible to find a time and place to be together. Now that there is a break in their missions, they have been given leave from the military to go home for a short time. They look forward to seeing each other again at their shared sanctuary, and reconnecting in more ways than one.
The Story of Penelope [July Break Bingo 2026 | Pirates of the Caribbean | Elizabeth-centric]
I am going to do a Blackout for this @julybreakbingo, and I am getting towards the end. For this I exchanged the prompt "Marriage Counseling" with the "Men being Drawn to the Sea" Alternative, and focused... on a woman being drawn to the sea.
The Story of Penelope
Fandom: Pirates of the Caribbean
Central Character: Elizabeth
Genre: 5+1 & Hurt/Comfort
After the East India Company has been defeated - for now - and Will has become the new captain of the Dutchman, Elizabeth faces the reality that there is no home for her to return to.
Square: 4 “Forced crossdressing or Forced to strip ”.
Rating: Teen.
Summary: Steve has a weird dream, or is it a wish?
Major Tags: Smut.
Additional tags: My entry for the @julybreakbingo July Break Bingo 2026.
Links: Wattpad, Ao3, Spanish version.
@saiyanprincessswanie
My native language is Spanish, so I wanna improve my English writing skills. Please let me know if you notice any mistakes, and I will correct them.
I don’t grant permission for my fics to be posted on other platforms or in different languages (I personally translate my work) or for the use of my graphics (my dividers are included in this. I created them exclusively for my fics; please respect my work and refrain from stealing it. Some people here create dividers that anyone can use; mine is not of this type, so please look for the dividers created by others. The only exceptions are those I gifted 'cuz now they belong to someone else. Please let me know if you find any of my work on a different platform that is not one of my accounts. Reblogs and comments are always welcome.
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Steve was on one of the most delicate missions of his career. Jenna had been captured by a rival criminal organization seeking revenge. Steve managed to rescue her, but they both found themselves trapped in an abandoned warehouse during a snowstorm with no way to communicate with the outside world.
“Thank you,” Jenna said, wrapping herself in the emergency blanket Steve had given her. “I never thought my father’s enemies would come after me.” Steve nodded, watching as the cold made her body shiver.
“You’re safe now. But we need to stay warm until the storm passes.”
The hours passed, and the temperature continued to drop. Despite their efforts, they both began to show signs of hypothermia. Steve knew that his enhanced abilities protected him to some extent, but Jenna was in real danger.
“Jenna,” Steve said seriously, “we need to share body heat. “It’s the only way we’ll survive until we’re rescued.”
Jenna looked at him in surprise, but she understood the logic behind his suggestion.
“How… exactly?”
“We need to take off our wet clothes and huddle together under the blankets,” Steve explained, trying to keep his tone professional. “It’s a standard survival technique.”
With some hesitation, Jenna nodded. Steve turned away to give her privacy while she undressed. When he turned back, he saw her wrapping herself in a blanket, her eyes reflecting a mixture of fear and determination.
“Your turn, Captain,” she said in a trembling voice.
Steve nodded and began to take off his uniform. As each garment fell away, the tension in the room grew. When they were finally down to their underwear, they drew closer to each other under the blankets.
The first touch was electric. Despite the desperate situation, Steve couldn’t ignore how soft Jenna’s skin felt against his. “I feel… better,” Jenna whispered, moving closer to him. “Much better.”
Steve embraced Jenna, feeling his body respond to her closeness. Despite his attempts to remain professional, he began to feel a growing desire. Jenna seemed to notice, because she looked up and their eyes met.
“Steve,” she whispered.
The distance between them vanished as Steve tilted his head and kissed Jenna. The kiss began gently, almost hesitantly, but soon intensified. Their lips moved with an urgency that reflected both their desire and their need for warmth.
Steve’s hands began to explore Jenna’s body, tracing the curves of her waist and hips. Jenna responded with a soft moan, her hands finding the well-defined muscles of his back.
“Steve,” she whispered between kisses.
The blanket covering them seemed to shrink as their bodies entwined more closely. Jenna’s hands found Steve’s chest, feeling his heart beating strongly beneath her fingers.
Steve’s hands slid down Jenna’s back until they reached the fabric of her underwear. With a gentle motion, he slid it down. Jenna followed suit, her fingers trembling slightly with excitement.
When they were finally completely naked beneath the blankets, Steve felt a wave of desire so intense it nearly overwhelmed him.
Steve moved on top of Jenna, their bodies fitting together perfectly. Steve’s movements were slow at first, allowing them both to adjust to the new sensation. Jenna responded with movements of her own, her hips rising to meet his.
“Steve,” she moaned, her fingers digging into his shoulders. Steve couldn’t respond, too focused on the sensations coursing through his body. Every movement, every sound Jenna made, heightened his own desire until he felt he was on the verge of losing control.
“Jenna,” he whispered, his voice full of passion, “you’re…”
She cut him off with another kiss, this time more desperate.
“Don’t stop,” she pleaded. “Please, don’t stop.”
Steve quickened his pace, his movements becoming more urgent. Jenna responded with equal intensity, her legs wrapping around his waist and pulling him deeper inside her.
Ecstasy hit them almost simultaneously, a wave of pleasure so intense it left them both breathless. Steve collapsed on top of Jenna, his heart pounding so hard he was sure she could feel it.
They remained like that for several minutes, their bodies still entwined as they caught their breath. Finally, Steve moved to lie down beside her, pulling her close to embrace her.
Inside, they had found a warmth that not even the most extreme weather could extinguish.
Additional tags: My entry for the @julybreakbingo July Break Bingo 2026.
Links: Wattpad, Ao3, Spanish version.
@saiyanprincessswanie
My native language is Spanish, so I wanna improve my English writing skills. Please let me know if you notice any mistakes, and I will correct them.
I don’t grant permission for my fics to be posted on other platforms or in different languages (I personally translate my work) or for the use of my graphics (my dividers are included in this. I created them exclusively for my fics; please respect my work and refrain from stealing it. Some people here create dividers that anyone can use; mine is not of this type, so please look for the dividers created by others. The only exceptions are those I gifted 'cuz now they belong to someone else. Please let me know if you find any of my work on a different platform that is not one of my accounts. Reblogs and comments are always welcome.
DISCLAIMER: I don't own Marvel's characters (unfortunately), except for the original characters and the story.
Add yourself to my taglist here.
My other media where I publish: Ao3, Wattpad, ffnet, TikTok, Instagram, Twitter.
If you like it, please vote, comment, and provide feedback to help me improve my skills. Consider reblogging as well.
It was a damp, metallic smell, with something else underlying it that didn’t quite fit anything Steve Rogers could fully recognize. It wasn’t just blood. It wasn’t ordinary decay. It was… something else. Denser. More persistent. As if the air itself were contaminated.
You noticed it, too.
Your pace slowed as you made your way down the narrow hallway of the ruined building. The walls were covered in dark stains—some fresh, others already dry—forming layers.
“This wasn’t in the reports,” you murmured.
Steve shook his head slightly, without taking his eyes off the path ahead.
“No.”
They moved a few more meters until they reached a partially open room. The door was broken, hanging by a single hinge, as if someone had desperately tried to get out… or to keep something from getting in.
Steve pushed the door open with his shield.
The sound of metal against wood echoed more than it should have.
Inside, everything was still.
Overturned tables.
Scattered papers.
Medical equipment strewn about haphazardly.
And in the center… the body.
Or what was left of it.
You took a deep breath, trying not to react instinctively.
The skin wasn’t simply damaged. There were areas where it looked as if it had been… consumed from the inside. As if something had grown beneath it, forcing its way out. The marks weren’t from teeth. They weren’t from a knife.
They were irregular.
Organic.
Steve approached cautiously, observing without touching.
“This isn’t a normal attack,” he said.
You nodded, though your attention was already elsewhere.
The movement.
It was minimal.
Almost imperceptible.
But you saw it.
Something beneath the skin of the body’s arm… moved.
As if responding to your presence.
“Steve,” you whispered.
He saw it, too.
The silence was broken in that instant.
The body shook violently.
It was not like someone waking up.
Like something trying to get out.
The skin tightened.
It split open.
And from it emerged a dark, wet, pulsating mass that spread rapidly across the floor, emitting a sound that was neither a growl nor a screech, but something in between—something that didn’t belong to any known creature.
Steve reacted first.
He pushed the body away with his shield while grabbing your arm to pull you back.
“Back up,” he ordered.
But there wasn’t just one.
The sound began to echo.
From the hallway.
From other rooms.
From the walls themselves.
As if the entire building were alive.
Or infected.
They ran.
There was no strategy.
There was no time.
Only instinct.
The creatures weren’t quick in the conventional sense, but they were persistent. They slithered, crawled, and clung to surfaces, seeking heat, movement, and life.
One of them leaped from a corner.
Steve blocked it with his shield, smashing it against the wall. The mass writhed, emitting that wet sound, trying to wrap itself around the metal.
“Don’t touch it,” you said urgently.
But it was too late.
A piece broke off.
Small.
Fast.
It slithered up his arm.
Steve swatted it away immediately, smashing it against the floor.
It looked dead.
But the damage was already done.
They made their way out of the building as best they could, blocking the entrance behind them, though they both knew that wouldn’t stop anything.
The air outside wasn’t much better.
But at least you could breathe.
You turned to him right away.
“Let me see.”
Steve hesitated for a second.
Then he held out his arm.
The wound was minor.
Just a superficial cut.
Nothing that would normally worry him.
But the skin around it… was moving.
Not visibly to the naked eye.
But enough for someone paying close attention to notice.
“No,” you murmured.
The change wasn’t immediate.
But it was fast.
Faster than it should have been.
First the heat.
Then came the tension in his muscles.
Then that sensation of something not fitting inside his body.
Steve clenched his jaw, trying to stay in control.
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: Percy Jackson and the Olympians - Rick Riordan
Rating: Explicit
Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings
Relationships: Hades/Percy Jackson
Characters: Hades (Percy Jackson), Percy Jackson
Additional Tags: Uncle/Nephew Incest, Office Sex, Alternate Universe - Wings, wings kink, Plot What Plot/Porn Without Plot, Possessive Hades (Percy Jackson)
Summary:
The Man in the Mirror [July Break Bingo 2026 | Baldur's Gate 3 | Enver Gortash-centric]
Today's story for @julybreakbingo might be actually my favorite of the bunch I have written this year. The prompt was "Location: Dressing Room". And... Ah, I had the most delightful idea to write about Gortash.
The Man in the Mirror
Fandom: Baldur's Gate 3
Central Character: Enver Gortash
Genre: Whump
⚠️This story features heavy dissociation, body dysmorphia and self-harm. Be warned of those topics!⚠️
Enver is in his dressing room, trying to find at least one piece of clothing that might still fit.
A Good Toy [July Break Bingo 2026 | Baldur's Gate 3 | Fhedré/Tav]
Another story for @julybreakbingo. This one is just another self-indulgent Tav/Fhedré PWP. Prompt was Fingering or Fisting. And the answer is obviously: "Both! Both is good!"
Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: Ocean’s Eleven Trilogy (Movies)
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Linus Caldwell/Rusty Ryan
Characters: Linus Caldwell, Rusty Ryan
Additional Tags: Fluff and Humor, Mechanic/Racer Au, Mechanic Linus Caldwell, Racer Rusty Ryan
Summary:
