Archive of Our Own ^beta

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I’ll post ship list later but oh well

anyway this was the prompt list I got!!

I’ll make art aswell (or try to)

also most of these are going to be afab two time because yes

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The quick cultist ran in panic while inside a forest, one that was far from the main cabin.

They had left the sanctuary of the survivors cabin to try and find peace in the forest, as well as to try and find some herbs and mushrooms for the pizza boy. Only to be ambushed by a familiar hunter.

Adrenaline was pumping through their arteries and veins, they could hear their heartbeat within their ears. Their chest was beginning to burn from the exhaustion falling onto them.

But they couldn’t just give up.

They had to keep going, they couldn’t be killed out here, they had to make it back to the cabin in one piece. The idea of being praised for finding the herbs and mushrooms motivated them.

They looked back to check if they were still being chased, only to be met with a shining, red eye through the crude hockey mask. Fuck.

The scarred bark of the trees surrounding them made them feel caged in, there were a couple times where they almost bumped into one. But luckily they didn’t bump into any trees, on the head atleast.

Vines were barely missed by their ankles and kneecaps, thankfully they knew how to traverse a forest with ease, however doing so while in a hurry, as well as being chased by a killer was not helping at all.

They tried to make a turn, but they ended up falling down a small slope, hitting their head on one of the trees on the way down.

Thankfully, they didn’t get knocked out, however they did get disoriented and light-headed while trying to recover.

They eventually sat up, only to be met with the very thing that was chasing them.

Jason voorhees, the masked fiend of damnation.

They tried to pull out their dagger in self defense, but their blade was knocked out of their own hands by the handle of a machete.

They closed their eyes to accept their fate.

They failed.

…

…or not..?

what?

They were met with the excited sniffing of the masked hunter, who was sniffing the crook of their pristine neck.

Then, that was when they realized something about Jason.

He was a wolf hybrid??

Two, clear as day (funny because it’s nighttime) wolf ears, one a little bit torn than the other, sat upon his head. Along with a dark brown, timber wolf tail wagging excitedly behind him.

”..uhm..pardon..?”

Jason tilted his head in curiosity.

”..are you not going to kill me, punisher?”

Jason was quick to respond, replying with a shake of the head, a clear no.

”..So why were you chasing me then?”

Jason’s tail started to wag quickly, he stood up. And a small ‘shiing’ emitted as he unsheathed his claws. With a quick swipe, he tore off Two time’s shirt, revealing their top surgery scars and small stitches trailing down from near the chest and almost to the bottom of their stomach.

Two time was about to shout before they realized why he was there, he wanted to fuck them. They should’ve know so, everytime they had a round with him, he would give them either a wink or an unreadable glare. Sometimes they would find him just gazing at them, like how someone would simply zone out while looking at a crush.

Truthfully, they didn’t think they were that hot in the first place. Sure, they managed to pull Azurewrath back then, but they looked way better than how they did now. Was there really that much appeal in them?

Wait a second, they should’ve been more concerned about what was going to happen to them. This was a sin, a filthy sin, if any of the elders in the church (or Spawn forbid Amarah), were to find out, they’d be called a slut and a sinner at the same time.

Even though the Spawn forgave all sins, they certainly didn’t want to be called a sinner.

But this wasn’t the church, this was damnation, and there were no elders to bug them about being pure. They could fuck around as much as they would like, surely the Spawn would understand.

When they finally snapped back to reality, they realized Jason was looked at them worried. He was probably worried that they didn’t want this.

”What are you waiting for? Ravage me like you want it..!”

Jason shot up in excitement, quickly making work of their pants and under garments. Jason was quick to follow too, first the shirt, then the pants, and finally, the boxers. (And for your information, he WAS wearing one of those ugly white boxers with red hearts)

Seeing someone’s member out infront of you was certainly a little intimidating, especially considering that they were a little inexperienced.

Jason grabbed them gently by the waist, before turning them around doggy style.(fuck yeah!!!) He inserted his throbbing length with a groan, while Two time put a hand over their mouth to muffle a moan, it was far from the cabin, but they didn’t want to take any chances, did they?

”Ghh..Mhhmmmm..”

Jason bottomed out, waiting for Two time to finally relax before pounding his hips into theirs. His clawed hands gripping the plush flesh of their thighs for stability.

”Sp-Spawn above Jason-!” They tried to silence themselves from taking the Spawn’s name in vain. But it was really hard too considering their current situation.

Jason sheathed his claws to plunge a digit into their clit, earning a gasp from the one below.

It was beginning to become too much, Everything and anything was pleasurable at this point. They yelped as they felt a pair of Jaws bite at the skin on their neck, hickies bearing teeth marks began to blossom on their neck.

The thrusting from the one above, along with the finger in their clit, and biting to their neck was too much, they shuddered and froze as they ejaculated.

Jason took this as a sign to finish up, getting faster until he was on the brink, a knot formed between the two as he came, keeping the two together.

Two time finally recovered from their orgasm, only to find Jason stuck to them, flopped over on their back.

He was using his finger to trace the various scars that were on the cultist’s torso, eventually finding the stitches on their stomach, along with the lack of a belly button.

what’s that for? They assumed what he was asking.

”oh that..? I sacrificed my uterus for the Spawn.”

As much as he was disappointed that he couldn’t give Two time pups, it was probably for the best considering their situation. His tail laid beside them as they slowly drifted into sleep from exhaustion

—Day 1: Hunter and Prey/ Overstimulation/ and knotting—

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“Bless me, cleanse me of filth, make me pure again..”

Words that were often repeated or said in some similar but different way.

The prayer of a follower, especially one of the Spawn, Two time was someone who was devoted to the Spawn their entire life. Their existence was devotion, their being was devotion. One may say that a religion doesn’t define you, but to Two time, it did.

After all, what were they if they didn’t devote themselves to the Spawn?

They were nothing good without it.

They were a filthy liar, a foolish murderer, and so many other horrid things.

The worst of all? In their opinion?

A disgusting mutt for pleasure.

They never liked to admit that they liked sex, sex that wasn’t devoted to reproduction was seen as sinful in the church, especially if it was pre-marital. And Two time never planned on getting married.

They never even planned on starting a family either, they didn’t choose to be born a female, infact, they sacrificed their own uterus to the Spawn to never be able to bear something in their womb.

They never liked the idea of something feeding off them, while still being inside them like some type of parasite. It was sickening for them.

Yet they would get turned on from the idea of being bred. They felt so disgusting. They had to be cursed by their very own biology, and their very own instincts. they wanted to be pure, while their body wanted to relish in filth, as long as it produced some baby in return.

They just needed to be cleansed, everyday, every week.

”..What did I tell you about the Spawn huh?” A familiar, slithering yet firm voice echoed through the air of the empty, dark temple.

The hairs on their neck stood up on the ends, fear bristled within them, They didn’t think that he would follow them into the temple.

“Azure..! I-I’m so sorry-“ They fumbled with their own words like someone trying to juggle knives.

They were soon face-to-face with Azurewrath himself, when damnation had been torn apart, The two decided to split up for the time being, Azure told Two time that they shouldn’t of been worried about anything related to the Spawn, but they couldn’t help but relapse.

”Please, i-i didn’t mean to- I didn’t mean to do it..!”

”I know you didn’t, just let me help you.”

Two time tried to make their heartbeat slow down, they were going to be helped, weren’t they?

A blindfold was slipped over their eyes, sweat began to drip down their skin. They knew Azure had no ill intent, why were they scared?

“Those priests and elders always spoke about how you were being led to salvation, to light, but they were only leading you to darkness, Us to darkness.”

Azure slipped off their clothing, careful to not create any rips within the fabric. Neatly placing them nearby to be able to have access to it.

His tongue grazed the white, pale skin of their neck, causing them to shudder slightly from the warm and wet feeling.

Azure started to prep them, starting with simple, soft caresses to the clit and waist. Eventually becoming more and more rough as They got used to it.

Two time was finally wet enough to be fingered without much resistance, so he got two clawed fingers and plunged them into their vag. A gasp escaped from their mouth.

The blindfold was certainly not helping with the sensitivity, and it was hard to even get a grip on reality from the loss of their eyesight.

”Why would something like this be considered such a sin if it’s so good?” A rhetorical question. Two time started to question their own religion and spirituality from it.

”They can’t define who you are.”

”They don’t own you, they can’t just control you.”

Azure’s hands explored the curves and grooves of their body, Eventually finding their self-inflicted scars.

“Oh time..You shouldn’t just cut through yourself like that. There’s barely any space for me.”

What did he mean by that? They didn’t know.

They were answers to what that ment from the feeling of a clawed finger gently(not enough to be agonizing but enough to be painful and draw blood.) slicing through the skin. A shape was being traced out from their thigh, soon, another joined. Along with another shape.

Azure stopped slicing into their thighs and began to bite at their throat, leaving large bite marks in the form of “hickies” all around. A message, a message that would tell any others that they were his, and his only.

Eventually, they released, going slack before falling limp from exhaustion. Their chest heaved from being fucked to stupidity.

Azure took off the blindfold to look at their face, blissed out from pleasure and lack of eyesight. They looked a lot happier than yesterday.

”what do you think about the Spawn now?”

”..I don’t think I should worship it.”

”good, your doing good.”

Two time looked back at the poor altar, they felt bad for it having to watch the two right infront of it.

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Ever since a fortunate day in damnation, a certain gambler and a cultist began to get closer to eachother.

It started off as a random act of kindness, then into a friendship, and now lovers. One would ask Chance “how did you bag a baddie???” And he’d only respond with “I didn’t bag shit, Lady Luck was just favoring me that day.”

And so forth, it even got to the point where the two began to sleep with eachother, only really in Chance’s cabin, as Two time’s was..messy to say the least.

This night however, was different. Chance finally got the courage to ask Two time if they wanted to get intimate, which to his surprise, they said yes. There was a few problems, however.

One: It was late at night, and the two were really sleepy.

second: Chance’s cabin was ridiculously close to all the other cabins.

So the two had to figure something out. Leading up to the present.

”You sure about this.?” Two time asked before yawning from drowsiness.

”Yeah, I’m sure, we’ve been planning this night for a week now, we can’t just cancel.” Chance responded, being equally as tired.

“Welp, alright ..-Yawn- I’ll go first.”

Two time laid down on the bed presented to them, already being bare. Chance climbed up to be directly above them, the difference in size between the two was significant.

”are you sure you want this?” Chance asked one final time.

”yeah I’m sure.”

Chance started with prep work, placing a finger or two into their clit delicately to make the process easier. Two time had a hand over their mouth to at least muffle any groans that might’ve escaped.

Although the two were drowsy, it was too late to stop, so they simply let it happen.

The heat pooling in their belly was gradually getting increasingly more and more intense, until eventually, climax had been hit.

After they recovered, they saw Chance, who had fallen asleep already. Stupid bitch couldn’t even wait.

Oh well, they were tired aswell, maybe they could continue in the morning when they weren’t as drained.

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It was later in the day.

Two time promised Chance that they could attempt to have sex again, but Chance gave them an idea.

He looked through one of his drawers, before pulling out an odd, pill shaped device. (idk what vibrators look like and I don’t want to rn) 

“What in Spawn’s name is that?”

”A vibrator, it comes with a remote.” Chance pulled out said remote, it looked like any ordinary tv remote. Just lined with a few, primitive and indispensable buttons for settings.

”..”

Night had fallen, again, This time it was in Two time’s cabin. Chance promised that he wouldn’t judge their cluttered cabin. Thankfully, it was farther away from the rest, really the only time the two were grateful of the Spectre’s choices.

Two time was bare, stretching from one of the previous rounds. It was messy, really messy. That probably wasn’t going to be the only messy thing that would happen that day.

One look at the device before them felt intimidating, despite it not being that large.

”..So I just, put it in?”

”pretty much.”

They didn’t want to just insert it without anything to make it smoother, so they did what any reasonable person would do. Put it in their mouth to make it wet enough. Chance simply looked at them with confusion.

After they decided that it was lubed enough, they inserted the device, it was pleasureable in of itself, but that wasn’t even nothing compared to what the were about to experience.

Chance checked the remote to see if it had batteries, after a thorough check, his finger grazed the button before turning the on/off switch.

A gasp escaped the as the whirring of the device started. It was so foreign, yet so intoxicating. Before long, they orgasmed.

Another button was pushed, it became faster.

Chance would relish in their moans and gasps. Each time they climaxed, a new, higher setting was introduced. Until it started to become too much.

”mmhhgm, ch-chANCE!” Discordant and scrambled whimpers were drawn from their mouth. Eventually evolving into just groaning and a large amount of drooling.

After what appeared to be their final orgasm, they collapsed, fucked unconscious.

”shit…”

He somehow managed to get the vibrator out of them, but he didn’t want to just keep them like that. He wanted to satisfy the bulge in his pants too.

He was sure they would be fine with this, right?

He inserted his already hard member into their unconscious body, only thrusting in an out for his own pleasure. He pulled out to finally orgasm.

He didn’t know if they could get pregnant, but he didn’t want to take any chances.

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Stuck in a cage.

That was the best way they could describe their situation right now.

well, because it was literal.

They were in the equivalent of a human-size bird cage, arms held over their head with chains, shackles around their arms, legs, and neck.

The culprit for getting them like this? Mr Doombringer himself. He had found them in the forest, taking a nice little stroll before knocking them out with the handle of his hammer.

They were kinda cute.

They looked good like this.

Two time’s weary gaze was mostly focused on Doombringer, scared that he would do something that would result in them getting hurt or killed.

He used a key to open the cage.

and he pulled the trembling cultist out from the shackles. Still keeping the chains around their arms.

“What are you doing?”

”you’ll find out soon enough.”

He grabbed the sides of their shirt before ripping it into two, peeling off the rest of the fabric. He took a second to gaze at their torso, it had a long line of stitches going up to almost their chest. As well as a pair of..Top surgery scars?

”Your a woman?”

”n-not anymore! I didn’t want to have children.”

Thats odd, maybe it was something related to the cult they were in. He tore off the pants, and he was met with a pair of women’s underwear.

He began to take off his own pants, and holy shit was Two time scared. It was massive.

They were so screwed.

A quick utter of prayer to the Spawn later, The admin’s throbbing length was sitting outside their entrance, waiting to be inserted. Two time wearily nodded.

Two time shrieked as it was only put to the tip, He started to rock his hips forward and backwards over and over. The one below couldn’t grab onto anything thanks to the chains.

The smaller one orgasmed a few minutes later, and that was his sign to stop. Someone as fragile as them wasn’t able to take much all at the same time.

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Pristine, crystal clear water was what the mostly saw.

A lovely pond, away from it all, mostly lukewarm temperatures, and the best part, completely isolated. Not a single tourist or some other person in sight, just them.

They discovered the place a little bit after damnation. since they were mostly just a freak who was kinda homeless, they didn’t really have much else places to go to besides here.

a gentle slip of their shirt, then their pants, and finally, their underwear. Two time hung the clothes on a branch nearby so it wouldn’t get dirty from being on the ground. They hated the idea of it being covered in ants, beetles, spiders…

They stretched their arms, back and legs before placing a single foot inside the water, as a test. After thoroughly checking that it wasn’t too cold or too hot, they slipped into the water, slowly but steadily. Eventually, the water was up to their chest when standing.

the ex cultist began to make their way towards a  submerged rock near a wall, to lean against.

They sat down on the rock, the lukewarm water swirling around their shoulders.

Maybe they could relax here for the time being.

..

That was until they heard something from the water.

They looked over to the source, only seeing a shadow in the water, along with ripples.

It began to move towards them.

Shitshitshit they should’ve brought their dagger-

Tentacles bursted from the water, wrapping themselves around Two time. Right before they dragged them down under.

”HELP-“ thankfully they closed their eyes before any water could get in.

all the could do was flail underwater as whatever insnared them couldn’t kill them.

They were dragged underwater through what seemed to be passageways and crevices.

They were finally able to take a needed breath of air, only to be met with a dark, underwater cave, having a large dome to be able to breathe in. Blue lights from glowworms dotted the ceiling like stars.

And who else was there but Azurewrath and 1x1x1x1. Although 1x was sitting on a ledge, they probably didn’t like the water a whole lot.

”well look, one, they’re awake.”

”perfect, I need this s0 bad.”

what did they mean exactly?

The space was already awkward enough considering Two time’s nude body, but that was only because they wanted to bathe.

“Uhm..what do you guys want?”

”we got eggs to take care of.”

oh.

of course it was that.

They didn’t want to spend another month incubating a batch of uncomfortable, and painstaking eggs. And they certainly didn’t want it to be in the water, but oh well.

“..fine, whatever, be quick will you?” They responded, annoyed.

Tentacles wrapped around them, to get them into position. 1x moved their spiked tail out of the way as the two ex killers got into position.

Azure went in first, Two time was still partially submerged so it made the job a little bit easier. 1x followed shortly afterwards.

The two would consistently hit spots that made Two time see stars, The ex cultist gasped and whimpered at each particularly hard thrust.

Meanwhile, Azure and 1x were chasing their own climaxes, it wasn’t long before Azure came first, several tadpole-like eggs passed through their uterus and into the womb.

1x was quick to follow, sending less, yet larger oval-shaped eggs into their womb.

Two time eventually recovered from their own climax, before realizing that they were drooling. Wiping away the saliva while still trying to catch their breath.

”we can take care of you for the time being.”

”That would be nice.”

They were led to a small set-up that was near where Azure stayed, a soft collection of pillows that had been dried. Along with a few sheets as covers.

 They instantly fell onto the set-up, falling into unconsciousness willingly.

They wouldn’t mind this for the time being.