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SINNERS KINKTOBER 2025
Masterpost of my fic so far
Pale Moon series (Sammie/Remmick) - Pale Moon - Vice - Hysteria - Discontent
Indignance series (Bad Ending/Moorecest) - Towards Sodom - Shooter - The Gamble - An Appetite - Keep Running
Tales From the Doghouse series (Smoke/Remmick) - Smoke This Fool - Hostility
Multi-Chapter - Sun Don't Rise (Sammie/Pearline/Remmick) - Want For Blood (Sammie/Remmick) - Killing Floor (Sammie/Remmick) - I Fuck Everything I Kill (Smoke/Remmick/Stack)
One Shots - Burned, Fused, Splattered (Remmick jerk off one-shot) - Beat The Drum (Sammie/Remmick) - Penance (Smoke/Sammie) - Much Obliged (Sammie/Remmick) - Sweetheart (Fem!Sammie/Remmick) - Came Out The Game (Smoke/Bo/Remmick) - Blood Sink, All Rage (Remmick/Bert)
Fellowship and love <3
4 more chapters for y’all’s viewing pleasure 😺
Need more gay male incest ships, any recs
stack baiting smoke into a fight (love has always been violent for him) because he wants to roll around on the floor with his twin like they’re teenagers (“just like good ol’ days, huh?” “couldn’t beat me then, still can’t beat me now.”) and slide his leg up between smoke’s thighs when he gets the upper hand for a split second, putting delicious pressure on his cock (“whatchu doin’?” “like the good ol’ days.”). he does it again just to listen to smoke moan in surprise and disbelief (“we was kids then, we grown now.” “we done worse than this. who’s watchin’ but us?”) and see the way his face crumples up in desire (“get off’a me.” “you ain’t mean that.”). rolling his hips down experimentally, he lets out his own deep, wanton groan (“oh fuck, eli.” “god, ‘lias, whatchu doin?”) and fucks himself on top of his brother until smoke snaps (“want me to fuck you, huh? i’ll fuckin’ ruin you.”) and drives stack into the floor, taking him right there (“please ruin me, eli, don’t want nobody but you.”). they wake up in the morning covered in matching bruises and stack’s grin is so smug (“knew you’d like it.” “shut your mouth.”) it gives no room for argument or regret.
Remmick: I saw your cousins fucking
Sammie: Damn that’s crazy (already knows) (has been a active participant)