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hi, i'm cen (he/him)! i write mlm porn.
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six-swords.bsky.social
ready to read about an omega general being forced into a maid dress and fucked by the enemy king? 🤭

🩵 lingerie (maid dress & more)
💙 humiliation & slut shaming
🩵 non-con fingering
💙 forced exhibitionism
🩵 knotting & in-heat sex

archiveofourown.org/works/701958...
another land six_of_swords Chapter Management Edit Chapter Chapter 3: Maid Dress Pt. 2 Summary: When his heat abates, Han cleans the study as ordered. The posted guards allow him to eat and use the facilities, but his chances of escape stay slim. At least, the tidying relieves some of his nesting instinct. Though the new guards ignore him, the maid uniform's humiliation is constant. Han is accustomed to modest robes and armor. He's never had so much of his thighs and ass exposed. Each time he moves, the lace shifts across his pert nipples and limp cock, and the frilly underskirts brush his ass cheeks, too short to cover his intimate parts entirely. Flushing, Han braces himself on the bookshelf to dust the lowest shelf. In his hazy state, he doesn't notice the footsteps and the citrus scent until it's too late.
September 6, 2025 at 7:19 PM
six-swords.bsky.social
I posted a new non-con longfic 🤭 it features an omega general who gets captured by the enemy alpha king

🩵 breeding bench
💙 tough omega in heat
🩵 public & private humiliation
💙 royal x soldier vibes
🩵 crying, begging, spanking

archiveofourown.org/works/70195891
Chapter 1: Breeding Bench Summary: Slick spills from his hole. He presses his thighs shut to trap his scent, his ears warming in humiliation. Dal is undoubtedly a handsome, virile alpha. He could force an omega to their knees and take as he pleases. But as the Mountain King's sword, Han cannot behave like some common whore at any alpha scent. At least, his pheromones have never been strong: a blessing in an alpha-centric military. If he broadcasted fertile, unclaimed omega to the alphas, they would've stripped him down to nothing in the barracks, bent him over the nearest bench, and fucked him until he was swollen with their seed. His groin clenching, he focuses on suppressing his scent. He can't let Dal and his Court realize how quickly he'll be at their mercy.
September 1, 2025 at 10:22 PM
six-swords.bsky.social
new mlm smut fic is up! sci-fi soldier in heat gets taken care of by his mate 🫶 feat:

🌟 omega with a pussy
🌟 insecurity / praise kink
🌟 est relationship fluff
🌟 multiple orgasms
🌟 fingering, clit sucking, knotting

archiveofourown.org/works/70101381
come home six_of_swords Summary: Basoc peers out the transport window, his helmet preventing him from fogging the triple-reinforced glass. Planet NEA-7 glitters like a projection of blue and green below. There are approximately twenty more minutes before landing. His skin burns under his armor, his fingers tingling in his gloves. He shouldn't have waited so long to leave the front. Another suppressed heat and your body will start to break down, the medic said. Besides, when was the last time you went home? Exhaling, Basoc feels his stomach clench. His suit wicks sweat, a dull throbbing in his groin. It's been almost a solar cycle since he's seen his mate Lakin. Guilt and desire churn up: Lakin's half-cocked smile and his warm dark eyes. Basoc shakes the image off. He'll be home soon.
August 31, 2025 at 6:02 AM
six-swords.bsky.social
who's up for an omega getting his clit played with, his pussy shaved and spread open, and then his hole fucked by a comrade? ✨ I just uploaded a new non-con fic!

archiveofourown.org/works/69019711
the unit's omega by six_of_swords Fandoms: Original Work Explicit Rape/Non-Con M/M Complete Work 10 Aug 2025 Tags Rape/Non-ConOriginal Male Character/Original Male CharacterOriginal Male Character(s)Dead Dove: Do Not EatAlpha/Beta/Omega Dynamicsomegas have pussiesTrans Male CharacterMilitaryBondagePussy spreaderDirty TalkHumiliationBreeding KinkSlut ShamingFilmingThreats of ViolenceShavingVirginity KinkBlackmailBeggingCryingCreampieMind Break Summary Ivan strains against the leather straps, his mind blanking at the sight between his bound legs. His pants have been torn open at the crotch, and his clit twitches between a masked man's tugging fingers. The man strokes Ivan's clit. "I knew you'd be a perfect slut. Just look at your fat pussy, drenching everything." He pinches his clit's throbbing head and rolls the slick pink tip under his gloved thumb. His voice sounds so familiar. Is this Mikhail? But why…? His face flushing, he recognizes his obscene state before his comrade. Amid the invasion, he thought his secondary gender didn't matter to the rest of his military unit. He wears scent blockers and takes heavy suppressants, out of courtesy. Perhaps, extended use has reduced his fertility, but he never dreamed of domesticity with their world falling apart and— Mikhail pinches his clit hard. Language: English Words: 3,857 Chapters: 1/1 Hits: 0
August 10, 2025 at 9:15 PM
six-swords.bsky.social
another batfish smut fic complete!

🐟 chapter 1: kink negotiation
🦇 chapter 2: lingerie shopping
🐟 chapter 3: sex toy shopping
🦇 chapter 4: lingerie/orgasm denial
🐟 chapter 5: dom top!steb/hexstrap

archiveofourown.org/works/61556866
tease six_of_swords Summary: Scar wraps his arms around Steb’s waist, hugging him close. His smooth skin contrasts against Scar’s own fur, and the recent memory of Steb laid out before him in just his tactical gear, his pussy dripping and swollen, returns. He fantasizes about Steb in a little thong, Steb in nothing but a satiny ribbon, Steb wrapped in lacy lingerie. Chapter 1: Kink Negotiation Chapter 2: Lingerie Shopping Chapter 3: Sex Toy Shopping Chapter 4: Lingerie/Orgasm Denial Chapter 5: Dom Top!Steb/Hexstrap
April 30, 2025 at 10:59 PM
six-swords.bsky.social
steb non-con smut fic is now complete!! feat.

🐟 chapter 1: hook-up
🥚 chapter 2: bondage/gunplay
🐟 chapter 3: medical kink/watersports
🥚 chapter 4: medical kink/fucking machine
🐟 chapter 5: forced/public sex
🥚 chapter 6: egg harvesting

archiveofourown.org/works/62090098
an act of consumption six_of_swords Summary: Marai vastaya eggs are a black market delicacy. Criminal groups sell marai vastaya to wealthy clients to harvest eggs from as they please. After a hook-up, one group kidnaps Steb. But the collection, preparation, and harvesting processes are much more intimate than Steb expects. Chapter 1: Hook-Up Chapter 2: Bondage/Gunplay Chapter 3: Medical Kink/Watersports Chapter 4: Medical Kink/Fucking Machine Chapter 5: Forced/Public Sex Chapter 6: Egg Harvesting
April 28, 2025 at 9:56 PM
six-swords.bsky.social
batfish update just dropped ✨ feat. steb gets tied up and fucked in the ass ;)

archiveofourown.org/works/615568...
tease six_of_swords Chapter Management Edit Chapter Chapter 4: Lingerie/Orgasm Denial Summary: Steb kneels on the ground, his wrists cuffed above his head. He’s wearing only his thigh harnesses and a lacy pair of black panties. Slick trickles between his shoulder blades, a wet sheen coating his naked torso and thighs. The leather cuts into his sculpted thighs, the lace clinging to the outline of his cunt. Scar is so hard he feels like he might pass out. He wants to sink his teeth into Steb’s inner thighs and lap up the milky slick between his fins. Notes: Major chapter tags include: anal sex, orgasm denial, vibrators, lingerie, bondage, blindfolds
March 28, 2025 at 5:37 PM
six-swords.bsky.social
milchick x irving smut fic? more likely than you'd think. probably much more likely than anyone would think

(also bottom milchick 🤭)

archiveofourown.org/works/63727555
Seth has not anticipated this situation. He leans against the table, his face pressed against his forearms, while Irving Bailiff massages his shoulders. He thinks often about each of his subordinates. Irving’s innie has historically been easier to manage than the others, but since his entanglement with Burt, his emotions have geysered into naive rebellion. He likes the MDR team, but they are like children, requiring guidance from Kier administered by him. So it’s always strange speaking to their outies. It’s strange looking Irving in the eye and finding a man, surpassing him in years and wisdom, holding him with a quiet surety. He doesn’t know what’s come over him. He doesn’t know why he let Irving touch his arm, fix him with his dark gaze, and suggest a massage. This has been a mistake. Certainly. He can feel his muscles unraveling under Irving’s skilled hands, his mind lulling into a decidedly false sense of comfort. “Your shoulders are so tight, Mr. Milchick,” Irving says. “Far be it from me to overstep, but I fear you don’t take enough time for yourself.” “Ah, Irving, that’s kind of you to worry,” Seth says, trying to purge the hesitance from his own voice. He feels off-kilter under Irving’s hands in Irving’s home. He was supposed to drop off Irving’s fruit basket and return him to Kier’s fold. He wasn’t supposed to have vodka pasta with Irving and laugh genuinely at his jokes. He wasn’t supposed to let Irving touch him.
March 10, 2025 at 12:51 AM
six-swords.bsky.social
goldfish mel x steb fic is up! feat.

💛 fuck or die / sex pollen
🐠 steb eats pussy
💛 mutual pining (kind of)
🐠 princess-guard dynamics
💛 multiple orgasms

archiveofourown.org/works/63721189
of necessities six_of_swords Summary: It’s no secret that Steb is attractive: all cut jaw and wide shoulders. But what intrigues Mel most is his restraint — his competence paired with his impenetrable exterior. In her position, handsome men are not difficult to come upon, but principled polite ones with a deliciously secretive streak are far less common. Though she should really know better by now, Mel does prefer men who require a little prying. She enjoys the chase; she can admit that. She likes breaking past a hard casing to unearth what makes him tick. While the habit has given her the upper hand in politics and diplomacy, it’s historically dealt her a terrible hand in love. But this is not love. This is a fleeting attraction and a repetition of bad habits.
March 9, 2025 at 10:00 PM
six-swords.bsky.social
non con steb spawning fic chapter five be upon ye 🐟🥚

archiveofourown.org/works/620900...
an act of consumption six_of_swords Chapter Management Edit Chapter Chapter 5: Forced/Public Sex Summary: The marai pets his hips. He reaches between Steb’s legs and pushes his fingers past his slick fins. Steb’s face burns as he’s touched intimately for the fourth time in less than a day. His body responds to the scent of the other man’s arousal. The marai strokes his papilla in long, smooth motions. Steb tries to resist the pleasure, fighting back against the warmth flowing up his face and the throbbing of his papilla under the other man’s fingers. But animal need wins. He spreads his legs and tilts his hips back, moaning against his will. Notes: Major chapter tags include: rape/non-con, public/forced sex, exhibitionism, bondage, dehumanization, mating/heat cycles, eggs, breeding kink, cervix penetration
March 8, 2025 at 11:41 PM
six-swords.bsky.social
I'm a simple man. I perceive media with a repressed asian guy? I write porn about him, so naturally after reading jade city (#1 in the green bone saga), I had to write about kaul lan getting fucked in the ass 🤭

archiveofourown.org/works/63372097
amplifier six_of_swords Summary: Lan arrives in Shotar with a high fever. He caught the occasional flu as a child, but as an adult, he rarely contracts anything worse than a common cold. This — heat flushed down his skin, his mind askew — is not typical for him. He has only the presence of mind to ensure Woon is sent somewhere proper before the Shotarians leave Lan in an empty meeting room. Quarantine, the Shotarian aide said with a polite detachment. Will be necessary for five days unless the illness can be cured. For now, they would send for a doctor. Perhaps, Hilo was right. Perhaps, coming to Shotar was a mistake.
February 24, 2025 at 11:31 PM
six-swords.bsky.social
steb x loris fans, wya? new storis fic just dropped!!

🛡️ loris pov of "unspoken things"
🐟 trans!steb in spawn
🛡️ fuck or die
🐟 comrades to lovers
🛡️ creampie, riding, etc.

archiveofourown.org/works/62562916
to have and to hold you six_of_swords Summary: Steb arrives on Loris’ doorstep, his once-coiffed hair plastered to his sweaty forehead and a tightness wired through his jaw. Loris considers Steb many things: reserved, efficient, and principled. Panicked isn’t one of them. He and Steb aren’t close. He respects the man. He’s admittedly attracted to him, but anyone with eyes and an inkling of a sex drive would be drawn to Steb’s elegant features and the competency of his long hands binding wounds on the battlefield. The recent memory of Steb shucking off his jacket and undoing his collar to new inches of smooth blue skin appears. Loris isn’t above animal lust. He isn’t ashamed to say he thought about kissing the sweat droplets beading Steb’s neck. But he’s never pursued Steb. Companion piece to "unspoken things." Told from Loris' POV.
January 27, 2025 at 11:45 PM
six-swords.bsky.social
babes, new batfish fic update just dropped 🤭 feat. steb and scar going lingerie shopping 👙🛍️

archiveofourown.org/works/615568...
tease six_of_swords Chapter Management Edit Chapter Chapter 2: Lingerie Shopping Summary: Scar's brain short circuits at the sight of Steb in nothing but a strip of lace. Unbeknownst to him, Steb has been wearing peach-colored panties beneath that proper outfit of his. He’s slipped on the lace black panties over his original peach-colored ones. The dark lace hugs his narrow hips and ass, the tantalizing promise of what they’ll reveal, without the other set, running straight to Scar’s cock. The lingerie’s contrast with Steb’s usual bearing — polished, professional, and decidedly masculine — only makes the sight of him in the sultry, delicate lace hotter. Steb flushes. How does it look? Is it okay?
January 24, 2025 at 3:03 AM
six-swords.bsky.social
ch 2 of the steb (cw →) non-con fic is up!! 🐟 the premise is that marai vastaya eggs are a black market delicacy and ofc steb gets kidnapped for evil horny reasons 😈🍳

archiveofourown.org/works/62090098
Steb wakes curled on his side in a moving carriage. His hands are bound behind his back, and his ankles are cuffed. A musky rag has been shoved in his mouth and secured behind his head, his gills fluttering uncomfortably beneath the fabric. The drug’s effects still slow him. Three men sit on the carriage benches. Bound and halfway drugged, Steb can’t fight them off, but at least, he’ll be awake for transport. The ride’s smoothness suggests they’re in Piltover, which will make escape a little simpler. “How’d you find this one? We weren’t collecting tonight,” one man asks. The man from the bar locks his hands behind his head. He drawls, “Guess the little fishy wanted cock. It was practically drooling for it. Didn’t even question the canteen. Enforcers are dumb as rocks though, so what do you expect?” “Ha. So you shot your load in it before you rang us?” the first man asks. Steb’s stomach drops. The man’s words only underscore how he, as an enforcer, should know immoral plots exist and not fall victim to them. Yet he still spread his legs for this criminal like a bitch in heat. He blinks hard, shame over his impulsiveness and his unfortunate biology curdling through his gut.
January 18, 2025 at 4:37 AM
six-swords.bsky.social
all five chapters of the batfish / steb whump fic are now up!

🐟 steb whump aka interrogation torture
🦇 firelights rescue & batfish reunion
🐟 angst & hurt/comfort
🦇 ekko cameo! scar's daughter being a cutie!
🐟 processing trauma through angsty, kinky sex

archiveofourown.org/works/61366243
show me you're real six_of_swords Summary: Steb wakes in a windowless room. His wrists are strung up over his head, and he’s lost his shirt. His scales fluttering in agitation, he scans the blood dried on the concrete walls and the metal cabinet before him. This must be an interrogation. *** Steb is caught and interrogated by a Chem-baron's lackeys. After they're reunited, Steb and Scar deal with the fallout together. Steb finds that sometimes things hurt, and sometimes he aches to lean into it.
January 5, 2025 at 10:52 PM
six-swords.bsky.social
mlm omegaverse hades/persephone fic is now completed!

🪙 omega!hades x alpha!persephone
🌷 breeding bench
🪙 hades in lingerie
🌷 angst and hurt/comfort
🪙 cervix penetration

archiveofourown.org/works/61182142
abduction six_of_swords Summary: Heat coils in Hades' belly, his body aching. His stomach sinks. They caught him on the first day of his heat. He tightens uselessly as slick gushes out of him. The Fates dealt him such a cruel hand when he presented as the only omega out of his brothers. Zeus and Poseidon will never fear the betrayals of their own bodies or the vulnerabilities of their own openings. They only wreak havoc on weaker beings and revel in a power determined by the Fates’ whims.
December 21, 2024 at 12:16 AM
six-swords.bsky.social
i hope y'all like steb whump 👁️

archiveofourown.org/works/61366243
Steb wakes in a windowless room. His wrists are strung up over his head, and he’s lost his shirt. His scales fluttering in agitation, he scans the blood dried on the concrete walls and the metal cabinet before him. This must be an interrogation. During his attempted exit from Chross’ compound, Steb was no match for six of Chross’ lackeys. He recalls the chloroform rag against his face, rubbing crudely across his gills, and then nothing else. He did not expect Chross to keep him for questioning. He has little useful information. The Firelights’ hideout is no longer a well-kept secret, and they’ve already unmasked him. Steb is not someone important.
December 16, 2024 at 4:23 AM
six-swords.bsky.social
steb x loris angsty smut fic is up ;)

🐟 steb's spawning cycle
🍺 pining and hurt/comfort
🐟 love confessions
🍺 soft pleasure dom!loris
🐟 angsty tender shower scene

archiveofourown.org/works/61314742
unspoken things six_of_swords Summary: Steb’s fingers linger on his shirt’s buttons, shame rolling through him. He’s slept with humans before, but he’s never gotten used to undressing in front of them. He never forgets how the ones who aren’t repulsed by his strange anatomy are far too enthusiastic for his comfort. But he still longs sometimes for the warm press of another naked body against his, for the slide of a cock inside him, and so he seeks it out: easy, anonymous, and over by the morning. But this is different. Loris is different.
December 14, 2024 at 6:18 AM
six-swords.bsky.social
steb/loris angsty smut fic wip 👀
Steb’s fingers linger on his shirt’s buttons, shame rolling through him. He’s slept with humans before, but he never gets over undressing in front of them. He never forgets how the ones who don’t seem repulsed by his strange anatomy seem far too enthusiastic for his comfort. Still, he longs sometimes for the warm press of another naked body against his, for the slide of a cock inside him, and so he seeks it out: easy, anonymous, and over by the morning. But this is different. Loris is different.
December 11, 2024 at 8:38 PM
six-swords.bsky.social
cw: consensual non-consent

a new batfish sexy firelight/enforcer roleplay fic is up!

🐟 inappropriate use of an enforcer baton
🦇 the firelight mask stays ON during sex
🐟 pussy spanking + pussy plug
🦇 light bondage
🐟 steb's sexy little thigh harnesses

archiveofourown.org/works/61235908
baton six_of_swords Summary: Steb scans the abandoned warehouse, feeling slightly ridiculous. He and Scar have prepped for this scene for days: they scouted a discreet location, dusted off his old uniform, and packed a bag of goodies, but they forgot to come up with a plot beyond “Firelight fucks enforcer.” Maybe he should pretend to search the room.
December 11, 2024 at 12:30 AM
six-swords.bsky.social
my batfish synced mating cycles fic is now completed!

🦇 possessive scar in rut
🐟 breeding kink
🦇 tons of biting
🐟 fluffy bath time
🦇 steb & scar povs

archiveofourown.org/works/61000729
all of you six_of_swords Summary: Scar’s arms lock around his waist. He kisses his nape, a low growl building in the back of his throat. He rolls his hips, and something hard slides along Steb’s ass. Steb stills in surprise, the gears in his head turning. He can feel his body responding to Scar, his briefs growing damp. But hadn’t Scar said his rut was arriving tonight? It’s only mid-morning.
December 8, 2024 at 7:30 PM
six-swords.bsky.social
the fiyero/pfannee smut fic is up!

🩵 fiyero gets railed
💙 fiyero has a praise kink
🩵 pfannee has rizz
💙 first time bottoming
🩵 tooth-rottingly sweet fluff

archiveofourown.org/works/61070569
astoundifying six_of_swords Summary: “Can I top?” Pfannee asked. Fiyero looked over, his eyebrows disappearing into his hairline. He flushed. “Like during sex? I mean—” Pfannee set his chin in his hands. His expression betrayed nothing: no indication of what the right answer should be or what he expected. It was frustrating how he always coaxed Fiyero away from his fronts. “Yes, Fiyero.” He snorted softly. “That’s what we were talking about: sex.”
December 7, 2024 at 3:46 AM
six-swords.bsky.social
writing about fiyero getting railed has me doing the silliest research
thrillifying gratitution rejoicify wonderfullest astoundifying swankified braverism congratulotions confusifying pessimistical hideodious horrendable disrespectation disgusticified definish moodified ceremonioushly manifestorium linguification pronouncify momsie and popsicle innuendo, outuendo
December 4, 2024 at 10:39 AM
six-swords.bsky.social
steb 😌
A pencil drawing of Steb from Arcane: League of Legends. Steb is a fish-based vastaya. He blushes and kneels with his hands between his legs. He's wearing black briefs.
December 1, 2024 at 6:57 PM
six-swords.bsky.social
😏🤭 new batfish fic wip feat. scar in rut
“Hey, baby, let’s talk for a sec,” Scar says. Steb shuts his book, glancing up at Scar in question. Scar’s dark brows pinch inwards, worry lines creased into his forehead. Steb frowns, signing, What’s wrong? Scar hesitates. “I need you and Greer to be out of the house for the next few days. I asked Janus if you could stay with them, and—” Steb sets down his book and stands, his hands finding Scar’s biceps. He signs, Slow down. Why do we need to be out of the house? Are you staying here? Scar’s hands settle on Steb’s waist. He exhales. “You know how topside’s been refusing to sell meds to our people? We produce a lot of our meds down here, but some things are more specialty. Well, we had enough blockers for most chireans but not all. I said I could go without, and yeah, that means my rut’s hitting any fucking day now. So—” He clears his throat. “You and Greer should go.” Steb knows Scar takes rut suppressants. Going off of them has come up before in bedroom talk, though Scar has always joked that Steb couldn’t handle it. Scar’s rut didn’t seem like something he was comfortable allowing to occur, so Steb never thought about it beyond the occasional fantasy. But perhaps, he should have. He should’ve noticed that Scar was running out of his suppressants. Will I make it worse if I stay? Steb asks. Scar’s brows furrow deeper. He strokes his thumbs along Steb’s hips. “Well, no, but you can’t stay. It’ll be too fucking dangerous.” Dangerous? What do you mean? Steb asks. “I… won’t be myself,” Scar says quietly.
November 30, 2024 at 11:43 PM