"Nobody here but us chickens."

Okay so we'll talk, I came across Stargate yesterday afternoon and tell my while I'm already on Episode 9 of Season 1... LIKE, WHERE THE FUCK HAS THIS BEEN ALL MY LIFE?! No, I'm sorry but I'm being so serious when I say, the series holds up. Season 1 came out in 1997 and for sci-fi of the time, the graphics are actually amazing! When I tell you I squeeled when the fucking goa'uld parasite came out of that woman's stomach in Episode 1! Aint no way, 1997 graphics should be gorier then 2026. Modern Day Sci-fi you need to step your puss up bitch.

Anyway, guess I have a new show that'll become my entire personality for the next 12 months!

Thank you to @buffalufffor the incredible cover art that they created for this zine. It will be available for pre-order on June 1st and all proceeds will be going to The Okra Project and The National Indigenous Women's Recourse Center. To learn more about these incredible charities check out the links below the cut.

"All Star" is an oldie.

bucktommy || 32k || explicit additional tags: alternative universe. porn with plot, gore, body horror, anal sex, blow jobs, monsterfucking SUMMARY: January 21st 1910. After a year of retiring from the monster-hunting business, Tommy Kinard is still haunted by the nightmares of his past. On top of that, he is dragged back into his old life as a new monster terrorizes the city. Turning to unconventional means to finally get a good night's sleep, ridding his nightmares, Tommy keeps finding himself dreaming of a mysterious man named Evan, who feels all too real. Unbeknownst to him, Evan was not just some man that keeps popping up in his mind, but a vampire. for @btmonsterfuckermonday using various prompts such as vampires, fangs, blood and body fluids, monster hunter, dreams and unreality, body horror

"You're … You're a vampire?" Tommy panted, his voice not going higher than a whisper.

Curiously, Evan tilted his head, his lips curling. "Is that so bad?"

Tommy didn't know. For so long, Tommy had hunted creatures like Evan, thinking he was protecting the people. Everything was black and white. Now things seemed to become muddled. Tommy didn't know what to think.

Leaning his head down, Evan gently grazed his tongue against the pooling blood seeping out of the wound on Tommy’s throat. Soft licks and kisses eased the dull buzzing pain. Tommy leaned into the touch, quietly moaning, arching his head back, allowing him to get more. Tommy ached for more, not just of Evan, or for the sensation of being feasted upon, but Tommy ached for knowledge, to know how he became this way.

"Evan?"

He hummed against Tommy's flesh.

"How-"