People on twitter have been saying this website is extremely white and tbh its making me very curious what the demographics of this site are (of my own reach anyway) so
What is your race (predominantly)
White
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Voting ended onJul 31, 2025
DISCLAIMER: Race is a non scientific concept with no exact definitions. It is a social construct primarily characterized by how society treats you and thus this is an imperfect poll. If you feel none of the options here reflect you and your experience I implore you to reblog this with your experience as I am curious about that and want to hear about it.
You can and should write fanfiction that isn't perfect. You can and should write whatever fanfiction you want. You can and should write fanfiction that brings you joy even if it's silly or goofy or weird.
Except for me. My fanfic has to be perfect and read like a novel and ruin at least one person's sleep schedule.
Imagine Karlach absolutely ravishing you. Its fully animalistic, how shes fucking you in and out at an impossibly fast rate. Each thrust causes your whole body to jolt, and all you can do is pathetically clutch the hands pinning you down.
Shes been depraved from the touch of another for ten years. Ten fucking years of being alone.
No one to talk to.
No one to hold.
No one to fuck.
Now that shes able to touch and feel, shes going to make up for those ten years somehow. And what better way than with you, the eager little thing who so enthusiastically agreed to this. She sure does hope youre not backing out now because she doesnt think she could stop even if she wanted to.
She was grunting and snarling like a crazed animal, with the only other sound you were able to register being the loud slapping of her tirelessly drilling into you.
Even when she had you captured in a bruising kiss, she made it very clear just how good you were making her feel through the low growls sending vibrations directly into your mouth.
You had no choice but take to it all, legs uselessly dangling over her shoulders.
Her strong muscles caged you in between her and whatever she was fucking you in. It didnt really matter. Wether it be your bedroll at camp, some clearing in the forest, or the poor mattress of some dingy inn you decided to stay in.
Whatever it was, you were barely able to comprehend the sound of it crunching underneath her claws.
It was all so dizzying. Its been hours since youve started, and she still seems to have no intention of stopping. It was like she was hellbent to keep you up until dawn and to make sure that you wouldnt be able to walk tomorrow.
You silently pray for any of the remaining sanity your other companions still had. Facing them tomorrow would not be an easy affair, assuming you would even be able to talk.
A/n: Full disclosure Karlach would stop if you said to thats just there for dramatic effect lol. Feel free to imagine this as her with a penis or with a strap, whatever suits your fancy.
Happy Pride Month I am nothing but a sappy bisexual who wants to make love to her video game wife.
Karlach pre-engine fix mutual masturbation.
Karlach x F!Reader
CW: 18+ (MDNI), dirty talk, slight switchy dynamics. Horny and sweet, just like our fiery friend.
❤️🔥 you just want some alone time with her not even sexual you just like being around her
❤️🔥 sitting in her tent with the flap only barely closed cuz of the heat but your determined to withstand it
❤️🔥 but gods it’s hot in there so you remove your shirt. You’re all sweaty and in your underclothes and trousers and now it’s even HOTTER when you notice Karlach’s starting to burn blue
❤️🔥 she makes a needy noise “you’re killing me soldier”
❤️🔥 “sorry” you say sheepishly, “should I go?”
❤️🔥 “don’t you fucking dare.”
❤️🔥 it’s torture for her. You’re soooo close, close enough to touch, but she just can’t and even though she’s literally playing with fire somehow it’s worse to think of you leaving
❤️🔥 she just crosses her legs stretched out in front of her and her tail wraps around herself tight, trying to maintain self-control
❤️🔥 her reaction excites you and you can’t help but speak. “you always ask what I would do if I could touch you,” you lick your lips as a bead of sweat drips down your temple and onto your neck, her eyes watching it as it goes. “But what would you do if you could touch me?”
❤️🔥 “everything. I’d do it all.”
❤️🔥 she sounds so different. She’s always loud and joyful and silly, but now her voice is so much lower and rougher. You can tell how badly she wants you just by the tone.
❤️🔥 “tell me.”
❤️🔥 “I want to lick the sweat off your neck there,” her eyes are glued to the spot. She blinks a couple times, “we’re playing a dangerous game here, baby.”
❤️🔥 your smile feels wicked as it spreads on your lips. “Live a little,” you tease.
❤️🔥 “I’ll burn you,” she says, truly tormented. “I don’t want to hurt you.”
❤️🔥 “you won’t.” At her confused look you bite your lip. “You stay over there and I’ll stay here.”
❤️🔥 it takes her a minute to understand what you mean ( 8 INT + horny brain, she’s doing her best) but she groans and grins “gods you’re a genius.”
❤️🔥 “tell me where you want to touch me” you don’t mind taking the lead, it’s been years since she could entertain the idea of a lover, years since she could experience anything like this with someone else — it’s okay if she needs some help figuring it out again
❤️🔥 “I’d touch your face first,” she tells you, and you caress your hand over your own cheek, “touch your lips” you drag your middle finger over the sensitive skin
❤️🔥 “take your hand, kiss the palm” you instruct, and when she does you say, “close your eyes.”
❤️🔥 she just holds her hand there for a moment eyes screwed shut, you can hear her lips smack against the palm of her hand. She makes another quiet noise, and you let her enjoy the image of it for a moment.
❤️🔥 “I’d rip that top off.” She says once her eyes open, gaze glued to your chest. You don’t rip it, but you do remove the last piece of clothing keeping your breasts from her view. For a moment she just stares.
❤️🔥 “grab them,” it’s half of a demand, half of a plea, and you do as she asks. Grabbing your tits in your hands, squeezing and massaging them. Karlach’s nearly panting, as she tugs down her own top. You admire the glow of her skin, blue against red in a beautiful contrast, and the way her nipples are already hard.
❤️🔥 “play with - I wanna play with your nipples,” she breathes, her own hand coming up to her chest. “Do you like that?”
❤️🔥 you nod, a white hot flash of pleasure shooting down your spine as you pinch the the soft skin. Your head tilts back, and you rub your legs together for some friction. “Are they soft? Gods, I bet they’re soft.”
❤️🔥 “they are,” you breathe, eyes opening to watch her mirror your movements, little noises of pleasure and heavy breathing akin to how she does in a fight making the space feel hazy. You’d never be able to watch her fight again without getting wet, the dark focus in her eyes looks so similar, the rough grunts and bright heat you can feel radiating off of her all too familiar
❤️🔥 “pants, take ‘em off,” she says.
❤️🔥 you both wriggle around on the ground, careful not to touch as you take off the remainder of your clothes. It feels good, the heat in the tent is overwhelming but you find it adds to the excitement of it. You feel loose, relaxed and now that there’s no sweat slick clothes sticking to your skin, it’s comfortable.
❤️🔥 “you’re so gorgeous,” she huffs. “It’s not fair. I just want to touch you.”
❤️🔥 “trust me,” you reply, eyes roving over all of her muscle, all the scars and marks and infernal ridges of her skin, “I know what you mean.”
❤️🔥 “open your legs for me, darling,” she says, and immediately you have to swallow past a dry throat. She’s getting more used to it now, she’s feeling confident, and knows exactly what she wants.
❤️🔥 you spread your legs, exposing your wet cunt for her, and she bites at her lip. She does the same and you want to bury your face there, let her ride your tongue for as long as she likes, to start claiming back years of pleasure that was she was denied.
❤️🔥 “I wanna kiss a trail down to that pussy, baby,” she breathes. “I want to taste all of you.” You tickle your hand down your torso, her watching as you do. Her hands twitch on top of her thighs.
❤️🔥 “you can touch yourself,” you remind her. “It’s okay.”
❤️🔥 “together.” Is all she can seem to find the brainpower to elaborate on.
❤️🔥 you nod, dipping your fingers between your legs, watching as she rubs the seam between her legs but never dips her fingers inside. You spread your lower lips, showing her all of you, the lewdness of the gesture and the way her jaw drops making you twitch
❤️🔥 “are you wet?” She asks. “For me?”
❤️🔥 to prove it to her you rub through your folds, the wet sounds almost drowned out by the sound of heavy breathing but Karlach is pinpointed into every move and sound you make, and she hisses at it. “Fuck, you dirty girl. Soaked for me. Good.”
❤️🔥 oh. Well. You hadn’t expect her to get so comfortable so quickly, nor had you expected the slightly authoritative tone. But you certainly aren’t complaining.
❤️🔥 “show me what you like,” she tells you. “When I get my hands on you, I wanna know what makes you scream, love.”
❤️🔥 “you first,” you challenge.
❤️🔥 Karlach gives a truly wicked grin. She finally gives in, her fingers delving into her cunt. You watch, mesmerized by the lick of flames that dance on her skin, as she dips a finger into her hole, dragging wetness up to her clit where she slowly starts to circle.
❤️🔥 you lick your lips, rubbing gently at your own, it’s simultaneously so exciting and frustrating. You want her. You want her to touch you, you want to kiss her, you want to hear those low grunting moans in your ear—
❤️🔥 “I know, me too.” The tadpoles must have connected your consciousnesses, and you had a fleeting flash of embarrassment, hoping no one else in the camp had also been included in the connection.
❤️🔥 Karlach was twitching, hips rolling up to meet her own touch as she slunk down slightly. Her other hand played with a nipple, pinching and squeezing hard and rough. You memorized the method, mouth watering to put the stiff peak between your lips.
❤️🔥 “fuck yourself with your fingers,” she breathed. “I wanna see.”
❤️🔥 you sunk a finger into your own heat, the soft wet walls taking the intrusion easily, you were quickly losing focus as you gently pumped in and out.
❤️🔥 “you can do more,” she said, eyes intensely trained on you. “Know you can.”
❤️🔥 another finger then, anything she wanted, you would certainly do. You pumped, curling your fingers best you could to hit that spot that you loved but it was just slightly out of reach. You knew she’d be able to hit it easily.
❤️🔥 “gods I want to try everything with you,” she whined. Her fingers her dancing over her clit, quicker and more urgent. “Would you let me fuck you? Like with a toy?”
❤️🔥 “fuck,” you shuddered, “yes.”
❤️🔥 “bet you’d beg for it,” she grinned wickedly. “A big red cock, strapped to me so I can feel it in my clit while I rail you. Fuck.”
❤️🔥 “thought about it a lot, have you?”
❤️🔥 “you have no idea.” She was getting excited, all the things she wanted to do bubbling to the surface in a hazy stream of consciousness she spoke out loud. 10 years of only being able to fantasize seemed to have given her very detailed images of exactly what she wanted, and she was happy to share them with you.
❤️🔥 “Just wanna see your hole stretched for me, lick your clit and fuck you until you squirt for me,”
❤️🔥 “fuck - Karlach,” you breathed in shock. You had asked her to tell you what she would do if she could touch you. But the list of ideas was so long, so delicious you started to feel yourself tipping towards coming hard.
❤️🔥 but she wasn’t ready to stop telling you everything she wanted. “Grinding our cunts together, until we can’t come anymore, hold you down on the ground and ride your face — play with your pretty pussy so you see stars while I fuck myself on your tongue -“
❤️🔥 “Karlach,” you chanted her name, “I’m —“
❤️🔥 “yeah? You there?”
❤️🔥 you nodded, unable to speak much else.
❤️🔥 “do it, please, let me — fuck yes.”
❤️🔥 you cut her off with a needy whine, back arching and hips rolling into your own hand. Wave after wave of satisfaction making your body break out into a new sheen of sweat, heart thudding in your chest.
❤️🔥 Karlach groaned, her hips bucking as she hit her own release. Her entire body burned bright blue, the rush of heat in the tent making your skin tingle. It was entirely worth it to watch her ride out her orgasm, until she fell limp on the ground.
❤️🔥 a moment of quiet as you two breathed heavily, the hot air making it even more difficult to slow your breathing down. You were parched, covered in sweat and still twitching.
❤️🔥 Karlach laughed. A loud, throaty fully bodied sound that made you grin. “Gods, soldier,” she sighed. “I nearly burnt the camp to the ground.”
❤️🔥”worth it, if you ask me.”
❤️🔥 “completely.”
❤️🔥 she was quiet for a moment. “You know what else I’d do?” You hummed in response. “I’d hold you. All night. Just want to have you near. “
❤️🔥 your hand came out, just close enough to hers that it was tolerable to your skin. It was something you two had started doing, hands just close enough to touching as was safe — the closest you could get to holding her hand.
❤️🔥 “I’m here.” You assured her. “I’ll never be too far.”
🔥 she grinned, and the engine in her heart glowed.
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