#mkfic

scene of a cartoon bridge under some tree branches on an abatract lake background the text reads "a date by the lake. To: Crisserendipia. From: Crisserendipia"

belated v-day comm for @crisserendipia.bsky.social

a date by the lake
🌉bingqiu
💕G | 500w
🌉binghe's insecurities: will shizun be seen in public with me?
💕mostly fluff

archiveofourown.org/works/80699951

#mkfic #svsss

graphic of a pregnant person holding their round belly off to the right. on the left there's text that says "To: Chip. what the expectant deserve. From: Tort"

belated v-day comm for @potato-crackers.bsky.social from @tortilla-chips.bsky.social

what the expectant deserve
🤰bingqiu
🍑M | 1k
🤰mpreg, bingpussy
🍑sqq speedruns through his freak out to reward binghe

archiveofourown.org/works/80694576

#mkfic #svsss

yellow text in a semi-scifi font over a watercolor galaxy background the text says "To: Coffee. Local Customs. From Coffee"

belated v-day comm for @jaggededges.bsky.social

local custom
🌹G|600
🍫obikin
🌹fluff
🍫anakin drags his master along on an oddly themed bit of sightseeing. what could this padawan of his be up to?

archiveofourown.org/works/79992701

#mkfic

happy 5th bday #sk8theinfinity🥳 here's an old #tadaai ficlet to celebrate #mkfic

the camera system overseeing and broadcasting the excitement of S was top of the line and incredibly complex. as such, it required regular maintenance to ensure everything worked at peak efficiency

ao3 screenshot: touch me/smother me/ground me MonroeKnox Summary: If Knives could grab Wolfwood by the scruff and force the issue she would. It was more than the restraints holding her back. Tonight she had a buzzing under her skin that, infuriatingly, only had one cure—Wolfwood. She needed to be out of control but grounded. It was a frustrating feeling for her in particular. While sex held its own complications, it paled in comparison to the tangled intricacies of this. — At times Knives touch-aversion overpowers her and she needs some exposure therapy (aka Wolfwood pressing her into the mattress).

@elviedoe.bsky.social's holiday gift comm for @teardropcos.bsky.social

touch me/smother me/ground me
🪢M | 600w
🪢transfem #woodknives
🪢bondage
🪢non-sexual intimacy

archiveofourown.org/works/76610846

#trigun #mkfic

ao3 screenshot: unrestrained discomposure MonroeKnox Summary: Heat rose in Colum’s cheeks. None of Silas’ movements were hurried but there was an undercurrent of urgency. Colum remembered Silas imbibing in two glasses with dinner and his breath escaped him in a rush. — At the end of their day, Silas rewards his most faithful cavalier with a particular desire he dares not ask for aloud.

@jaggededges.bsky.social's gift comm for a friend

unrestrained discomposure
💛E | 1100w
🧤eighthcest
💛d/s, piss kink
🧤colum's and silas's respective glove and hair kinks are also represented

archiveofourown.org/works/75763566

#mkfic 💀🕊️

ao3 screenshot: it's all fun and games until you knock up your shidi MonroeKnox Summary: "We have a problem." Two peak lords sat, on either side of a table, one head bowed and tense, the other stunned, mouth agape. Shen Qingqiu recovered first, raising his fan in the usual attack stance, set to bring it down on Shang Qinghua's head in a flurry of blows and insults. And, as usual, Shang Qinghua reflexively covered his head and squeaked. The fabric of his parted outer and inner robes framed their growing "problem".

ao3 screenshot: What started as an occasional bit of drunken fun turns into a situation neither Shen Qingqiu or Shang Qinghua are equipped to handle. (One of them less so than the other.)

some unplanned pregnancy #cumplane style

it's all fun and games until you knock up your shidi
🥒M | 3300w
✈️trans!sqh
🥒plwb: peak lords with benefits
✈️of course they fuck it up

archiveofourown.org/works/74739451

#svsss #mkfic

ao3 screenshot: sick day MonroeKnox Summary: On a typical morning, Vash woke with the sunlight streaming in and peaking at his face between the long strands of Knives’s black hair covering it. This morning was slightly different in that the clingy mass of his brother was boiling him alive. — Knives falls ill and he's very whiny and clingy about it. Surprisingly, Vash is kinda into that.

#plantcest comm for @risenroz.bsky.social

sick day
🥵E | 1100w
🤒post-trimax sick clingy knives
🥵fever breaking via sex
🤒vash is a little mean but he takes good care of knives

archiveofourown.org/works/74554386

#trigun #mkfic

ao3 screenshot: misery's company MonroeKnox Summary: Prince Xie Lian meets a monstrous king that shares his pain and tames him.

#tgcf #junlian

misery's company
🌹G | 800w
🪞batb au
🌹canon-typical jw body horror
🪞two relics of begone eras finding each other

archiveofourown.org/works/74473991

#mkfic

ao3 screenshot: directive: take care of da-ge MonroeKnox Summary: Nie Huaisang spends half of the Qiheng Federation's monthly budget on an amazingly life-like sex bot for da-ge.

#mdzs #nie2lan

directive: take care of da-ge
🤖E | drabble
💕scifi au
🤖android!lxc
💕wrecking da-ge on the taxpayers' credits

archiveofourown.org/works/74386456

#mkfic

ao3 screenshot: a firm hand MonroeKnox Summary: Shen Qingqiu has a headache. (No really he does!) So he sends Binghe to find his shishu for what he needs.

#svsss #bingliu

a firm hand
🗡️M | 600w
🤤cockwarming
🗡️shishu takes good care binghe in his own way
🤤(really bingliushen but it's not about sqq right now)

archiveofourown.org/works/74333251

#mkfic

ao3 screenshot: pygmalion's shame MonroeKnox Summary: Hua Cheng was never a pure person. No one could call his devotion into question but he had desires. Powerful wants. A yearning twined with his eternal devotion. He wished to be of service to his god in all ways. Through his deeds and actions, the choices he made. And his very body. -- It's exactly what it says on the tin: Hua Cheng creates a modified version of his Xie Lian statues so he can ride it.

#tgcf #hualian

pygmalion's shame
🪨M | 700w
⛰️statuefucker hua cheng
🪨he worships his god in all ways
⛰️diy dildo

archiveofourown.org/works/74258931

#mkfic

ao3 screenshot: discipline MonroeKnox Summary: "Binghe has been rude to his Liu-shishu. Unruly disciples that embarrass their master in public must receive adequate punishment."

#svsss

discipline
🥒M | drabble
🥒 #bingqiu
🥒dom/sub
🥒orgasm denial for the naughty disciple

archiveofourown.org/works/73903251

#mkfic

#mkfic

ao3 screenshot: a small price to pay MonroeKnox Summary: On the search for his wayward Padawan, Obi-Wan finds Anakin has undergone a horrifying transformation in a cave.

#obikin ficlet comm for @jaggededges.bsky.social

a small price to pay
🦇M | 900W
🦇eldritch horror anakin
🦇obiwan vs dubcon tentacles

archiveofourown.org/works/73808381

#mkfic

ao3 screenshot: irreplaceable MonroeKnox Summary: Colum muses on the true nature of their relationship vs public perception.

bimonthly drabble #2 for @jaggededges.bsky.social over on my patreon

🗡️eighthcest
🗡️drabble
🗡️codependency

archiveofourown.org/works/73570781

#mkfic 💀🕊️

#mkfic forgot my own tag😑

ao3 screenshot: not my child MonroeKnox Summary: “Shidi!” “Shidi?” “Shidi…” Liu Qingge grabbed the source of the commotion by the scruff and held it out like a pest. Which it was. “Get rid of this thing.” The thing waved at them. — Liu Qingge's accidental adventure into fatherhood* *with some help from an airplane wifeplot

#liuqingge comm for @ehrenyu.bsky.social

not my child
🗡️G | 1800w
🗡️wifeplot shenanigans
🗡️accidental fatherhood
🗡️what's worse: your martial siblings' "help" or your tiny unwanted clone?

archiveofourown.org/works/72438306

#svsss #mkfic

ao3 screenshot: morning tea with shizun MonroeKnox Summary: “Pour this master another cup of tea.” Luo Binghe lifted his head and the two locked eyes. On his knees, at shizun’s feet, a simple cup of tea had a hefty weight. Shen Jiu held his gaze with a closed off expression. It was as if Shen Jiu was challenging him: you’ve come this far, how much further will you go? — The former master and disciple of Qing Jing peak share a significant moment over morning tea.

#bingjiu ficlet comm for @hootyhoowoo.bsky.social

🍵G | 990w
🍵PIDW canon-divergence
🍵emotional h/c (in a way)
🍵one very significant cup of tea

archiveofourown.org/works/72088386

#svsss #mkfic

ao3 fic screenshot: how to court a human MonroeKnox Summary: Shang Qinghua was cold. Freezing! He didn't know how much longer he could stand it while these demons kiss their king's ass. Mobei-jun, the king in question, takes care of the matter.

#moshang ficlet comm for @miska-kuura.bsky.social

🥶G | 800w
🥶one frozen cultivator
🥶one demon king
🥶a room full of demons who've seen too much

archiveofourown.org/works/71289356

#svsss #mkfic

screenshot of a fic wip, black text on white background: “Shidi!” “Shidi?” “Shidi…” A chorus of voices—from aghast to bemused—greeted Liu Qingge’s entrance into Mu Qingfang’s quarters. He grabbed the source of it by the scruff and held it out like a pest. Which it was. “Get rid of this thing.” The thing waved at them. Shen Qingqiu hid behind his fan, eyes glued to the perfect miniature copy of Liu Qingge dangling in the air. It even had his beauty mark under the left eye. Yue Qingyuan broke the silence with the question on all their minds: “How did this happen?” None of them suspected their shidi had returned home with the result of some illicit tryst outside the sect even for a moment. But the thought was now playing on loop inside Shen Qingqiu’s head. “One of the plants Mu-shixiong asked me to get pricked me. In the next moment, this thing,” he shook it for emphasis and the thing giggled, “Popped out of its flower. Robes and all.”

“Shidi,” Mu Qingfang began then pressed his joined hands against his lips. After a beat he tried again. “Shidi, when I requested you bring me back medicinal plants on your journey, I gave you a detailed list.” “Do you think I'd waste time picking unnecessary things? This was the yellow and red flower you described.” “Yellow with red stripes?” “Yes!” Liu Qingge’s irritation at the thing swinging happily from his grip bled into their conversation. He gave it a violent shake. “Shidi, please—” “Shidi, stop!” “Shidi if you keep doing that it'll—” As they warned him in unison, the thing’s face scrunched up, fat tears welling in its eyes. An ear-piercing wail exploded out of it. Liu Qingge instinctively tossed it away and Shen Qingqiu nearly dropped his fan in scrambling to catch it. He cradled the wailing thing in his arms, patting it awkwardly on the back until it buried its face in his robes, the cries settled into sniffles. He leveled Liu Qingge with a harsh glare. “This creature may have come from a plant but it's still just a child!”

#svsss #liuqingge #mkfic 1/2

comm wip: lqg's accidental adventure into fatherhood*😱

*with some help from an airplane wifeplot

#svsss #liushen #mkfic
"why are you always stealing my hoodies?" lqg asked, blunt as ever

sy pulled the strings on the hood until the obvious flush in his cheeks was hidden. he sank deeper into the couch and refused to look up from his laptop screen

#svsss #bingqiugong #mkfic

binghe, needy and insecure brat that he is, loves to be sandwiched between the two men in his life. he constantly needs to feel them enveloping him in their presence, reminding him he's not alone

that he is desired and loved

Rating: Explicit Archive Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply Category: M/M Fandom: 天官赐福 - 墨香铜臭 | Tiān Guān Cì Fú - Mòxiāng Tóngxiù Relationship: Lang Qianqiu/Xie Lian Characters: Lang Qianqiu, Xie Lian (Tian Guan Ci Fu) Additional Tags: Post-Canon, Dubious Consent, Heavy Angst, Blood and Injury, Coffin sex, yes that coffin, Psychological Horror, technically a wet dream, ruined orgasm, Major Spoilers, First Time, Shame Language: English Stats: Published: 2022-11-18 Words: 4,100 Chapters: 1/1 Hits: 0 Hold the Horrors Close with Both Hands MonroeKnox Summary: Lang Qianqiu had been here before. Too often. For many years, it was all he saw whenever he closed his eyes at night. A prison, a nightmare, a wish fulfilled. Lang Qianqiu confronts guoshi in the last place they met in his former life as a mortal. Now that he knows the truth, it goes far different than he remembers.

Hold the Horrors Close with Both Hands
⚰️4.1k | E
⚰️ #tgcf #lianqiu #mkfic
⚰️dubcon, erotic horror
⚰️lqq has a very bad time

lqq confronts guoshi in the last place they met in his life as a mortal. now that he knows the truth, it goes far different than he remembers

archiveofourown.org/works/43136332

"Is Binghe ready to go?" Luo Binghe jumped at Shen Yuan's voice at the other side of the door. "Yes, yes I'll be right out." In truth, she finished a while ago. She had spent the last ten minutes inspecting herself in the bathroom mirror, turning this way and that. Her nerves were wound tighter than when she asked Shen-laoshi on a date after class. A year went by quickly and they now lived together. In that time she endured the scorn of Shen Yuan's colleagues, as well as her neighbors. "How shameless of Shen-laoshi!" Luo Binghe overheard one morning from the group of older women who lived in their building. "To live openly with such a young woman. She used to be such a respectable person." "Do you see the way that one dresses?" Another chimed in. "All those skimpy clothes with her figure... I wouldn't have the face to be seen in public like that."

Usually, Luo Binghe cared little about the opinion of strangers. She often returned their disapproving stares with a black look. They'd huff, muttering under their breath at the rudeness of young people, and scurry away. Cowardly old hags. But the disparaging remarks they made on Shen Yuan's reputation stayed with her. The words lodged into her brain, a splinter too small to remove. She refused to leave Shen-laoshi, she fought so hard to reach this point. But maybe. Maybe she could quiet their tongues a little — without resorting to violence. "Coming," Luo Binghe called sweetly, the words just squeezing past the lump in her throat. She stepped outside the door and met Shen Yuan's confused face. Her eyes traveled up and down Luo Binghe, each second nerve-racking. After a beat, Shen Yuan spoke: "Is this what you're wearing tonight?" Imaginary beasts clawed at Luo Binghe's stomach, her throat. "Of course." Luo Binghe pouted. "Does Shen-jie not like it?" "No, no! It's just that... It's so different."

Shen Yuan's regarded the outfit once more; taking in the long sleeved blouse straining around Luo Binghe's chest, looser at the bottom so it concealed her round stomach better. Further down she wore a skirt far beneath her knees, stockings, and flats. A complete departure from her short dresses, bare legs, and stiletto heels. Even her makeup was a neutral tone, less eye-catching than her usual deep reds and blacks. "Why the sudden change?" Shen Yuan asked. "I wanted to look respectable for Shen-laoshi." Shen Yuan pursed her lips, visibly holding back from reminding her for the thousandth time she was no longer her teacher. She drew in a deep breath and cupped Luo Binghe's face. "Binghe is always respectable. No matter what she wears." Luo Binghe blinked back tears and for once they were real. Her voice caught in her throat as she whispered, "Shen-jie doesn't mind me wearing those things in public?" At first Shen Yuan seemed ready to combust then anger flashed behind her glasses. "Binghe wears what she wants. Don't listen to the words of jealous, bitter old women."

She grabbed hold of Luo Binghe's hand. Once they were in their bedroom, Luo Binghe landed on the bed with an 'oof'. She blinked up at Shen Yuan as she unbuttoned her own blouse. It wasn’t often she took the initiative without ample amounts of sajiaoing. "What about our reservation?" Luo Binghe asked, unable to keep the eagerness from her voice. Shen Yuan discarded her shirt, joining Luo Binghe on the bed, the tips of her fingers caressing the soft skin under Luo Binghe's blouse. She squeezed and Luo Binghe moaned delightedly. "I'll cancel it later." She found the hem of the skirt, slowly hiking it up. With only a hint of self-consciousness, Shen Yuan said, "I'm eating in tonight."

#svsss #lesbingqiu #bingqiu #mkfic

"do you see how she dresses?" "all that skimpy clothes with her figure—I wouldn't have the face to be seen in public like that" "she ruined shen-laoshi's reputation"

binghe decides a small change isn't too much for her shen-jie

archiveofourown.org/works/43442574

Liu Qingge smacked into the solid wall that was Mobei Jun, arms gripping tight onto a stationary object for dear life. Above him, Mobei Jun rumbled, "Who knew there would be an outdoor activity that bested the great peak lord Liu?" "This is basically balancing on two swords," Shang Qinghua taunted as he skated circles around them. "I suppose cultivators only know how to do that in the air." Liu Qingge glowered, the effect lost from his position clinging to Mobei Jun's waist. "You were a cultivator too." "A fake cultivator," Mobei Jun corrected. He detached Liu Qingge and swung him towards the moving target of Shang Qinghua. In that short distance Liu Qingge's legs wobbled, threatening to slip out from under him.

"Watch it!" Shang Qinghua grunted, barely holding himself upright with Liu Qingge hugging his neck. Usually it was impossible to get him to be so close in public. Adjusting to this new world had been a trial for both Mobei Jun and Liu Qingge — the lack of socially acceptable violence for one. But Shang Qinghua was finding little ways of easing the process. As well as lowering his stress levels in the process. The outdoor ice skating rink proved a brilliant idea. It was one of those secret skills he wrote into Mobei Jun's character, an inside joke for himself amid the drudgery of publishing ten thousand words a day. He didn't need to teach him at all! Liu Qingge on the other hand... "Ah, Qingge, you're choking me." Shang Qinghua clawed at his neck, swaying dangerously.

"Stop moving," Liu Qingge barked. "Pathetic." Before Liu Qingge could challenge him for the insult, a firm hand clasped him on the arm. Shang Qinghua took the hint and held Liu Qingge's other hand. Red faced and stiff, Liu Qingge glided awkwardly between them as they made a circuit about the rink. With the anchor of Mobei Jun and using Shang Qinghua for balance, he no longer worried about falling. "People are staring," he muttered. He would yank his arms free but then he’d land in an undignified heap on the ice. "So what?" Mobei Jun cast a frigid glare at a group of old women frowning in their direction. In another world they’d be skewered by icicles. In this one, they scrambled to the exit.

"They're not staring at us. They're wondering how a man as big as him can skate without breaking through the ice." "Do you wish to test my strength?" Shang Qinghua hugged Liu Qingge's arm, hiding behind him. "No no no, I'm fine skating with Qingge." "Calling my name so casually. Shameless!" Liu Qingge felt too warm in his puffy jacket. “I prefer skating with Qingge as well,” Mobei Jun spoke at his ear. They were pressed in closer at his side now, this demon and their supposed creator, their fingers laced with his gloved hands. Liu Qingge found this activity pointless — people aimlessly going in circles on a slab of ice for no discernible reason. But he kept his complaints to himself for a little while.

#svsss #moshangliu #mkfic

shang qinghua acclimates his demon king and peak lord boyfriends to their new home by introducing them to ice skating

ao3 version archiveofourown.org/works/43687263

"Qingge is so good with his fingers," Shang Qinghua moaned. "Don't make it sound obscene." Liu Qingge shoved him from his lap, Shang Qinghua rolling away with ease. "How can I help myself? Your fingers work magic on me," Shang Qinghua sighed, stretching like a contented cat. He let his limbs flop on the bed, sprawled in a boneless puddle. "Ignore him," Mobei Jun interrupted. He settled his hulking frame across Liu Qingge's lap. For anyone else he'd be heavy enough to make their legs go numb after too long. "Lower back?" Liu Qingge asked, used to this invasion of his personal space. "Yeah." Without wasting time, Liu Qingge kneaded his knuckles along bare skin and stiff muscles. This had become a regular routine for them. Shang Qinghua, hunched at his computer desk for hours on end, often ended the day

suffering from tension headaches that spread to his shoulders. While he kept the specifics to himself, Mobei Jun had an old childhood injury that flared on odd days. Liu Qingge spent his childhood participating in every sport and physically demanding activity he could, resulting in minor long-term aches and pains. He learned to how to loosen some of the knots by himself. When Mobei Jun was couch-bound by the twinge in his back one day, Liu Qingge rolled up his sleeves and went to work, ignoring the initial growled threats. Ever since then he set time aside for them at the first sign of a complaint. Shang Qinghua would whine until Liu Qingge finished whatever he was doing and drag him into the bedroom, blushing at Shang Qinghua's inability to keep it from sounding lewd. Mobei Jun approached it like a big cat demanding attention — forcing his way into Liu Qingge's lap or glaring at him expectantly. At the moment, he had his face in his crossed arms, nearly purring as his body relaxed

under Liu Qingge's touch. "You seem really rough at first but it's amazing once you're finished," Shang Qinghua murmured, eyes closed. "Are you talking about his massage or something else?" Mobei Jun snickered, muffled by his arms. "Why do I do anything for either of you?" Liu Qingge huffed, his high cheekbones dusted pink. Shang Qinghua rolled closer, resting his chin on Mobei Jun’s shoulders. It earned him a halfhearted swat to the backside but he stayed put. “Let me do you next!” Mobei Jun shook slightly with silent laughter as the hands working on his back faltered. “I meant massaging his legs,” Shang Qinghua said, affronted. He returned the swat back on Mobei Jun’s bicep. “No, you’ll mess it up.” Liu Qingge dismissed him outright.

“How will I mess it up?” Shang Qinghua moved into position beside Liu Qingge’s outstretched legs, copying the firm motions. Poorly. “See? It’s easy.” Liu Qingge kicked at him but the overgrown house cat occupying his lap made it ineffective. “Stop that, you’re not helping!” A strong arm wrapped about Shang Qinghua’s waist and yanked him away. He was relocated as Mobei Jun’s pillow, helpless to move under his weight. “Leave him be.” Grateful for the assist, Liu Qingge went back to work, fingers stilling as Mobei Jun added, “Until he’s done with me.” “I’ll deal with you both when I’m finished.” His threat had the opposite effect — both of them casting an anticipatory smirk back at him. I’m never doing this again! Liu Qingge thought, throwing himself into the task. This too was part of their routine.

#svsss #moshangliu #mkfic

liu qingge performs his good boyfriendly duties for those who hardly deserve it!

ao3 version archiveofourown.org/works/43662345

Rating: General Audiences Archive Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply Category: M/M Fandom: 人渣反派自救系统 - 墨香铜臭 | The Scum Villain's Self-Saving System - Mòxiāng Tóngxiù Relationships: Luo Binghe/Shen Yuan | Shen Qingqiu, Liu Qingge/Luo Binghe/Shen Yuan | Shen Qingqiu Characters: Shen Yuan | Shen Qingqiu, Luo Binghe, Liu Qingge Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, Gyms, Voyeurism, Established Relationship, Flirting, Pre-Poly, Ficlet, just two bros very Interested in another bro's workout routine Language: English Series: Twitter Prompts Stats: Published: 2021-03-30 Words: 1,008 Chapters: 1/1 Hits: 0 No Pain No Gain MonroeKnox Summary: Binghe and Shen-ge check out one of the regulars at their local gym.

#svsss modern au

No Pain No Gain
🚲1k | G
🚲 #bingliushen #mkfic
🚲jocks flirting in their natural habitat
🚲and sqq's there too

binghe and shen-ge check out one of the regulars at their local gym

🔗 archiveofourown.org/works/30369471

Rating: General Audiences Archive Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply Category: Gen Fandom: 二哈和他的白猫师尊 - 肉包不吃肉 | The Husky and His White Cat Shizun - Meatbun Doesn't Eat Meat Relationship: Chu Wanning/Mo Ran | Mo Weiyu Characters: Chu Wanning, Mo Ran | Mo Weiyu Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, only slightly, Cooking Lessons, Winter, Friendship, Xia Sini - Freeform, Mo Ran has feelings, Fluff, Bonding, spoilers for chapter 52 onwards Language: English Stats: Published: 2020-12-31 Words: 3,327 Chapters: 1/1 Hits: 0 Dispel the Cold, Replenish the Hearth MonroeKnox Summary: On a cold snowy day, Xue Meng and Shi Mei travel down the mountain on some task set by the sect leader. When asked to join, Mo Ran confessed to having plans for the day but he hadn’t disclosed them to his uncle. Xia Sini wondered what this shixiong of his was up to.

photo of green chinese pastries

a #2ha #二哈和他的白猫师尊 commission

Dispel the Cold, Replenish the Hearth
🥮3.3k | G
🥮 #ranwan #mkfic
🥮cooking with mo ran-gege, xia sini helps
🥮bonding disguised as teasing

🔗 archiveofourown.org/works/28443111