"Alright, you've got me. Now what're you going to do?"

Tentacles: now part of the dungeon. Kink Bingo, for the square "tentacles." September 2010.

Gerard always knew that there had to be life on other planets. He just never planned on meeting it.

It's not all bad when Jim and Leonard awake in a strange room containing a large pool of water - until the tentacles start appearing.

John beats a thunderstorm home, Rose has melted all over the bathroom, and they make do despite the absence of their other two pieces.

He's always hidden it. Them.

As the base's resident expert on human culture, Sam had fumbled his way through some pretty awkward conversations, but even he didn't feel up to tackling the questions Bee would have once he learned that his best friend had somehow developed a fetish for alien robots.

A tiny green tendril curls softly around his wrist where it's resting against the wood. Stiles takes shallow breaths, trying not to move or get too excited, but—it's working, he thinks. This is going to work

Tony Stark is all about the advancement of science, but...he probably should have clued Steve in a little sooner. Steve just thinks it's a bad idea to volunteer for anything that involves Reed Richards.

It's three hours before JARVIS tells Steve that Tony is ready.

If there is one thing that dating Tony has taught Steve, it's that sometimes you have to go with the flow.

Clint has unusual fantasies; Tony has unusual abilities. This works out in everyone's favor. (Alternately: "Consentacles!")

Steve's not sure where he is, or how he got there, or why there's a tentacle there, but at least he's having fun.

In which Derek finds Stiles in a compromising position.

Stiles gets friendly with a Tentacle Monster.

Sollux is invited to 'tentacle night' by his kismesis Roxy. He's a little confused when she shows up with more tentacles than him.

So this story is about the time I fucked up— [ONE of the times you fucked up] —and pissed off Shiklah, my wife. She decided to punish me with the help of a couple of her henchdemons, and kinky fun was had by all.

Tentacle Gods: do not mix with Hydra.

To get to the pollen the team needs, someone has to appease the plant guardian. Shiro steps up.

The cellular union of Eddie Brock and Venom is not without consequences. Alternatively, Eddie goes into heat (or some alien equivalent of it). It's Venom's fault. "The need unfurls inside of him—doubled but easier to bear now that it is shared. He understands what must be done, has always known. It is as basic and primitive as breathing."

Venom indulges Eddie's weirder kinks.

When Venom was quiet, and when he wasn’t shooting giant fucking tentacles out of Eddie’s body, Eddie couldn’t much feel his presence. Occasionally there was a flicker of something: of anger, of hunger. Right now there was nothing. So maybe Eddie had pissed him off. Or—and this was a thought that Eddie had not had before—perhaps he had hurt Venom’s feelings. He lay there, staring at the ceiling and listening to the couple banging next door. She was making a lot of noise. The blood came up his neck and face a little. And then a little more, now he knew that Venom would be able to feel it too.

or, why Eddie Brock can never return to his favorite coffee shop

Eddie briefly recalls some tentacle porn he’d watched just before Venom became a part of him. The copious vines holding her up and entering her every opening simultaneously. Fluids, from her or the monster who could tell, leaking from her mouth and pussy and ass. Oh, Eddie. Venom’s thought shook him, definitely not wanting to take their tongue out his mouth, How’d you keep this from us? Eddie had to be completely honest… he had absolutely no idea how he did either. ~ That good good tentacle fuckin' that Eddie so desperately wanted.

Venom had a plan to win Anne back. Eddie vetoed that plan, because it mostly consisted of eating off Dan’s head, which Eddie did not approve of for a number of reasons. The most obvious one was that Dan was a good person who did not deserve to become a snack for the monstrous alien living in Eddie’s body. The one most relevant when considering Venom’s mostly non-existent morality was that Anne would probably not be very happy with them if they bit off her boyfriend’s head. And the final reason, the one that Eddie really hated to admit, was that he kind of really liked Dan.

Eddie is lonely, but he doesn't have to be.

This might as well happen, right? Get possessed by an alien parasite, save the world, get fucked by an alien parasite… it’s all in the same vein. It’s not like this is any more fucked up than the rest of it.

Anne and Dan want to help Eddie and Venom find a new source of phenethylamine. Did you know it’s produced by a bacterium commonly found in human genitals? That’s a FACT.

As soon Klaus realize he can make Ben solid again, Ben start to wonder about some of the experiences he never got to have alive.

When a routine hunt goes wrong, Gladio finds himself only half the man he used to be. But Prompto doesn't seem to mind. He knows all about how to handle this kind of situation. (Or, Prompto watches too much hentai and never lets an opportunity go to waste)

it's unlike anything, when you're lovin' me

The first time Eddie suggests they have sex, Venom is, more than anything else, extremely confused.

The tentacle climbs up Lan Wangji's forearm and tugs him closer. This time it's his turn to shiver. The feeling is — like nothing he's experienced. Cool and slippery, strong but not the strength of muscles. Soft. He wants to feel it all over. (Wei Wuxian accidentally gets cursed, which results in an impromptu sex vacation. It goes great for everyone involved.)

A very specific part of Jin Ling's Yunmeng Jiang heritage makes itself known when he comes of age. His friends help him out.

The resentful energy occupying Wei Wuxian's body like an enemy army is very interested in giving him Lan Wangji, tied up with a bow. Wei Wuxian is hoping that Lan Wangji (who is far too noble and very keen to save Wei Wuxian's misguided soul) doesn't find out about any aspect of that.

Sure, getting fucked by tentacles was a rare, once in two lifetimes kind of experience. But honestly, once you went demon dick there's no going back. OR Shang Qinghua (and Shen Qingqiu) gets tentacle-fucked but Shang Qinghua is still helplessly horny for a certain ice demon.

Edgar has wanted to be a member of the Choir since he first learned of its existence, and he finds himself inducted into its ranks in the most unusual of ceremonies.

Andre walks in on something he couldn't have imagined in his wildest dreams.

What is supposed to be a special night for them takes a seemingly nightmarish turn. (AKA the one where Nicky grows tentacles.)

This all felt so familiar to Justin. Inspired by it wrecks who it pleases by addandsubtract.

“It feels really good,” Leddy says, almost sheepish. They’re all eating lunch at Nick’s house after training, and Leddy still keeps looking around like someone could overhear. “It's a fucking trip, like - tentacle, eggs, but. It's good. I don't know.”

Zach has always had a sweet tooth, and Dylan has always been willing to abide.

As part of the CBA all players who sign a ELC are required to grow tentacles. Nate's not really that sure why, and mostly he just wishes the damn things would behave. Although he does kind of like the ways they misbehave. He doesn't get why Jo has to make such a big deal out of it. (It's basically just tentacle porn)

The NHL draft entry class of 2006 are the new best and brightest, and they have to do what the best and brightest have always done: go to an isolated swamp in the Canadian wilderness, let the hockey gods have their way with them, and incubate the next generation of gods in their bellies.

Connor knows what happens during the offseason.

Carter had heard rumours about the nature of the hockey gods; more than that, he'd had dreams. As long as he could remember he'd had them - hazy, fading with the morning light - and then, once he'd been drafted by the Flyers, the dreams had become more frequent - the gods too alien for him to see them clearly but always a sense of being touched all over, held tight, and above all surrounded by orange.

When they drain the rink at the end of the season, he tells someone he's folding to superstition and he pays them for several buckets of the water and buys a few of those ice filled pucks they sell at the store. He purchases some Kraken shaped water bottles and fills them with his water. He's not sure why he's going this far, this fucked up, but he also doesn’t really care. He played well and the team actually did okay for their first season while trying to get their legs under them as a unit.

Carter Hart and Cale Makar end up on The Seattle Kraken. The Demon that controls the Kraken wants a body to possess and it's not the only thing it wants.

The floor is cold beneath Mitch’s feet. He wonders - not for the first time - what the hell he’s doing here.

“....huh.” “That’s - that’s all you have to say?” Auston mutters, self-consciously closing his legs.