kinktober 2020 (tog)

oh yeah so i’m 100% planning on doing kinktober next month 🌸

it seems like people do different pairings? but i am planning on my current faves: the old guard - joe x nicky (though i miiiiiight can definitely be talked into other tog pairings)

here is the list (that i found somewhere but i cannot find the post to credit the original user who put it together!! so sorry!!) - all those in bold/strike through, i already have plans for and i am def open to ideas on the rest! just drop it in my ask box! we’re all ready to go! roll on 1st october!!!

please feel free to request things!! 🥰

the old guard - kinktober day 9 - such dangerous things

rating: explicit

pairing: andromache x quynh

prompt: sensations in the dark

extra tags: pre-canon; pwp; introspection; POV quynh; cunnilingus; fingering; knifeplay

word count: 1541

notes: requested and prompted by @bronzestardust; i hope you like it! my first fic for these two and i looooooved writing it 

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Quynh’s never been worshipped like a god, but sometimes, she thinks she understands what it’s like.

There’s a headiness when Andromache tips her onto her back, spare clothing or bedding or just her hands, there, to cushion the fall. The knowledge that she could do anything, no matter how base or cruel, and that light would still shine in Andromache’s eyes, a keen desire to serve.

Andromache has been worshipped like a god. Several times over, by now. She knows that rush, Quynh thinks; Andromache could go now, even, anywhere, and they would be wrapped around her finger in moments, she could take her pick of the women, the men, have them kneel at her feet and shower her with compliments and, and…

the old guard - kinktober day 8 - in tongues

rating: explicit

pairing: andromache x nile; joe x nicky (minor, background, whatever, they’re always just THERE and IN LOVE 😅)

prompt: dirty talking

extra tags: post-canon; first time; fingering; face sitting; possibly some very bad russian i’m so sorry

word count: 1793

notes: for my lovely anon prompters (all two of you w h a t) who requested this specific pairing for this prompt - i hope it doesn’t suck

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They’re in the middle of a spate of quiet days. It’s been a while since Nile first died and they’ve taken on a couple of jobs since, courtesy of Copley, and Nile finds the overall dynamic really quite… comfortable.

She knows she’s not replacing Booker; for one thing, the spectre of him still does loom, albeit only in those quiet moments where his absence is sharply missed. For another, she’s just not him, too young, maybe, too curious, for certain – and the others seem to like that about her, at least as far as she can tell.

Today, everyone is relaxing. Well, Joe is outside, working out, but she, Andy, and Nicky are all in the sitting room of their safe house, silently enjoying each other’s company. Nicky is reading – and Nile has definitely noticed that his seat has the best view out of the window.

Andy is sharpening a whole array of knives very methodically.

Nile is trying to learn Russian.

the old guard - kinktober day 7 - make your choice

rating: explicit

pairing: joe x nicky; andromache x quynh (very background)

prompt: sharing a bed

extra tags: PINING; pre-slash; pre-canon; mutual masturbation; jealousy (only a bit tho)

word count: 4058

notes: this one was requested by @gentlesleaze and i hope you enjoy it!! follows on from across the fire, which follows on from (not) sight unseen - this mini-series should be wrapping up with prompt 26 😏

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It is all getting a bit much for Yusuf.

He had thought, after the first time, that Nicolò would insist they should talk about it, that he would be so riddled with guilt that he would be able to do nothing else.

Only, Nicolò had not said a word. He had been gone before Yusuf had woken for fajr and had returned after, hair damp, his smile soft. They had not spoken about it that day and Yusuf had thought about broaching the subject when they lay down to sleep that night, but that had not seemed like a good time, either.

Instead, he had waited.

And waited.

And then when he had worked himself up again, which was entirely his own fault, of course (though he cannot help it; his eyes are drawn to Nicolò’s strong hands, to the way the muscles in his arms tighten when he swings his sword, to the ever-shining light in his eyes), he had excused himself one night, like before – and, like before, he had heard Nicolò’s hitching breaths along with him.

the old guard - kinktober day 6 - touch me

trying to catch uuuuuuuuuuuup still~

rating: explicit

pairing: joe x nicky; andromache x quynh (background)

prompt: abstinence/chastity

extra tags: angst with a happy ending; first time; blasphemy (a little); internalised homophobia (a little); truth or dare

word count: 2941

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Beyond curling up together at night, they barely touch anymore. It’s been months since they finally met Andromache and Quynh and Nicolò knows he should be more taken by their age, their experience, the way they defy every stereotype he’s ever known of what a woman should be – but all he notices is the easy way they express their affection for one another.

Andromache greets Quynh with a hug, always, whenever they’ve been apart. They press their foreheads together, whisper words neither he nor Yusuf listen for. She is almost careless with her chaste touches – and that extends to Yusuf too, now, but Nicolò is not quite at that point. Not yet.

Quynh is a little different. Nicolò already recognises the light in her eyes before she decides to do something; either before she pushes one of them over, or kicks their feet out from under them, or leaps onto their back. It’s the same light in her eyes she gets when she climbs into Andromache’s lap and pulls her head back to kiss her, always deep and loving by the light of the dying fire.

And there is, of course, the way their hands brush together when they pass each other things, the way they’re completely in sync, in battle and out of it, in a way Nicolò has never seen before.

the old guard - kinktober day 5 - it takes two (to tease)

oops, posted this on ao3 last night and forgot to cross post here!! 😅

rating: explicit

pairing: joe x nicky

prompt: teasing

extra tags: the most established relationship; post-canon; blow jobs

word count: 2066

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“Are you being annoying on purpose?” Andy asks. They’re eating lunch – well, Joe and Andy and Nile are; Nicky has gone to grab bread he’s been warming in the oven.

Joe smirks at her. She knows him too well. She’s only asking for Nile’s benefit. “Of course.”

Nile looks up from her pasta, which she’s inhaling, having been training with Andy all morning. “Huh?” she says and Joe laughs.

He has days like this, sometimes, when they’re safe and happy and he’s feeling playful. It’s not about the end point so much as the journey – he likes to tease and, although he might not admit it to the others, Nicky enjoys it too.

Nicky, who as Joe thinks of him, walks back into the room, setting a plate of fresh-baked rolls in the centre of the table. He looks pointedly at Joe’s plate. “Not hungry, hayati?”

Joe licks his lips. “Always,” he replies, and it’s almost a purr; next to him, Nile coughs.

Nicky doesn’t respond beyond a disinterested sniff, tucking into his own meal. Joe tangles their legs together under the table and he considers stepping it up a little but he doesn’t want to show his hand all at once.

He doesn’t really want to make Nile uncomfortable, either, so instead he just eats his lunch.

the old guard - kinktober day 4 - take the risk

rating: explicit

pairing: book of nile

prompt: (almost) caught in the act

extra tags: sneaking around; cunnilingus; vaginal sex

word count: 5260 (HOW)

notes: thanks to @nevermindirah for suggesting the pairing/general idea for this fic - i hope it’s as funny and sexy as i wanted it to be! (mind the gentle pining, i cannot NOT write pining)

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Nile is half an hour early to the café. She has the book Nicky gifted her on their arrival in Cologne – he and Joe arrived first, after a quick jaunt away – but even though it’s open in front of her, she hasn’t read a word of it.

It’s been four years since Merrick, four years of missions and travelling and dying, which happens a lot, more often than any of them let on, and Nile still hasn’t told them she’s been talking to Booker all of that time.

She certainly hasn’t told them she’s been meeting up with him for the past two years and that for the past eight months, since three weeks of being stuck in a two-room apartment in Paris with Joe and Nicky apparently reliving their honeymoon phase had gotten to be a bit too much, they’ve been, well…

Booker, it turns out, doesn’t care much for the term fuck buddies. Nile is trying not to use friends with benefits because she doesn’t want him to think the sex is the only benefit of their being friends.

dear anyone who has sent me asks/commented on ao3/tried to speak to me in general in like the last two days: i am not ignoring youuu, took a day-long break after finishing p&p&i&z so have posted a short thing to start my catch-up on kinktober and plan to work my way through everything still waiting tomorrow as i’m still off work

ilu all and i still love this fandom

the old guard - kinktober day 3 - across the fire

rating: explicit

pairing: joe/nicky

prompt: masturbation

extra tags: pwp; pre-slash; pre-canon; pining (because ofc)

word count: 1810

notes: follows on from (not) sight unseen but you don’t have to have read that to get this.

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It has been two months since Nicolò confessed to spying on Yusuf.

Two months, and they still sleep beside each other every night; Nicolò often wakes to Yusuf’s arm tight around his waist, their legs tangled, and he is ever thankful for Yusuf being slower to wake because it gives him a chance to deal with the inevitable consequences of a warm body that close.

Who is he lying to?

The inevitable consequences of having Yusuf’s warm body, specifically, that close.

Nicolò misses the time before he knew, before he spied, when he could nurture his neglected infatuation – for that is what it is; he is not a fool – and pretend it was simply a blossoming friendship, the love that was borne between brothers.

Now, every night is torture – when he does not dream of the two women, then he dreams of Yusuf, and those dreams are becoming decidedly carnal in nature. He tries not to think on them, but during the day, as they make their way through the desert, he finds himself wondering why he always pictures himself on his knees, why he always dreams of Yusuf above him, around him, inside him…

i only went ahead and finished it!! 100k of angst and yearning and regency misunderstandings later and my old guard meets pride and prejudice and zombies fusion is over!! 

(it’s my birthday too lmao so what a day to end it) 

god i’ve had an amazing time writing this fic - it’s also probably the best thing i’ve ever written lmaoooo - so if you’re at all interested, please give it a read.

going to take a break from kinktober today (i know, so early, but i did a drinking birthday zoom earlier and now i wanna sleep) but there is also a sexy lil epilogue to this coming out on the 10th, courtesy of that day’s prompt, so if you enjoyed this, keep your eyes peeled!

thank you as well to everyone who read/commented/left kudos/subscribed/bookmarked... you’re all the best and i love it here 🥰

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@ joe x nicky: this u?

the old guard - kinktober day 2 - dream a little dream (of us)

rating: explicit

pairing: joe/nicky; andy/quynh (background)

extra tags: angst and fluff; 5+1 things; hand jobs; intercrural sex

word count: 3885

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Dream a Little Dream (Of Us)

Andromache of Scythia

Yusuf has been travelling with the Frank for almost a year.

In that time, they have formed a fragile truce, learnt enough of each other’s languages that they can communicate, and have managed not to kill each other for, now, a little over a month.

All in all, things are going better than they were when he woke up on the battlefield, a sword still half impaled in his chest, but there is a long way to go.

This constant living, it worries the Frank – Nicolò, he ground out one of those first few days; not that Yusuf ever uses his name – but that only proves to annoy Yusuf further because he does not wish to admit to his own doubts, does not wish to share any other quality with this man.

They are travelling still, crossing through grassland, and they have settled into a routine; despite Yusuf’s dislike of him, the Frank builds a fire each night and they lay out their bed rolls on opposite sides and, Yusuf has to admit, on the occasions they have been attacked, he has always been first to his feet, cutting down enemies before Yusuf even has his scimitar in a tight grip.

the old guard - kinktober day 1 - (not) sight unseen

october has finally started, so it’s kinktober time! (i also updated my long wip today - we’re two chapters from the end!!! - so i’m packing a lot of writing into the first three days lmao.)

rating: explicit

pairing: joe/omc; joe/nicky

extra tags: internalised homophobia; accidental voyeurism; non-consensual voyeurism; public masturbation; oral sex; anal sex 

word count: 2265

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(Not) Sight Unseen

They have been travelling together for almost thirty years, and in all that time, Nicolò has still not found himself seeking out more intimate company.

It is not that unusual for him, or all that surprising. He had joined the seminary before the crusade and, even before that, girls and all their mysteries had been of little interest to him.

For the first twenty years, he and Yusuf – his killer, his enemy, his travel companion, his friend – have more than enough to worry about, anyway. They kill each other, at first. A lot. They come to an unsteady truce. They learn how to communicate with each other and, more importantly, how to do so without immediately coming to blows.

Even now, when they have been together for almost as long as Nicolò was alive before Yusuf’s scimitar did not succeed in sending him to meet his maker, there is often a barrier between them. Something unspoken, something that one or the other thinks should be apparent.

wah, i’m so tired, these last two chapters of my wip have been exhausting to write (all the angst and the longing and trying to justify THINGS THAT CANNOT BE JUSTIFIED) but we’re getting closer and closer to that e for explicit events tag 😉 so if y’all wanna catch up, i just posted chapter 30 of my fic

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also!!! this is 30 days of consistent posting for me (aka before i go to sleep, not before midnight) and lmao i’ve written 87k on this fic in 30 days. this film has boosted my creativity more than anything i’ve ever consumed i s2g.

anyway, extract:

Pride and Prejudice and Immortals (and Zombies): Chapter Thirty