Feb 7
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Tempted to do one of "Jane" as the chat pictures her in their minds
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Core 4 of Not the Boston WAGs, in order of introduction (Vikki, Jaz, Shannon, and Marcus). None yet for Callie because I don't have a solid mental image of her.
Tempted to do one of "Jane" as the chat pictures her in their minds
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Love to have a young fakeboy look up to me as a role model. Pre-t, with a r4pable girly body that she tries to hide under baggy boy's clothes. I'd lull her into a false sense of security, let her ramble about her dysphoria thinking we had that in common only for me to grope her tits and say if she gets wet then she's not a real man.
I'd feel her up under her hoodie, shoving my hands down her baggy pants and laughing as I feel her soaking cunt. I'd tell her she's a good girl as I finger her open, making her moan and beg me to stop even as she rubs her lil clit against my palm.
I'd waste no time, unzipping my pants to show her what a real trans man looks like. Pulling out my phallo cock I'd make her ride me, and pull her tits out so I can see them bounce. Force her lil cunt to cum over and over on my cock as her protests slowly turn from "I'm a boy!" Into " I'm daddy's cocksleeve".
it's about to be the holiday season, so you're getting the weird drafts. had this one for a While. also this definitely wrenched itself out of my head bc of supernatural. we all know.
an inevitability (5518 words) by increasingwonder
Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: Vampire Chronicles Series - Anne Rice
Rating: Mature
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationship: Armand/Daniel Molloy
Characters: Armand (Vampire Chronicles), Daniel Molloy
Additional Tags: Stalker Armand (Vampire Chronicles), Human Daniel Molloy, Young Daniel Molloy, Monsterfucker Daniel Molloy, Devil’s Minion Era (Vampire Chronicles), Accidental Dating, Daniel Molloy’s Canonical Lack of Self Preservation Skills, Armand’s Psychosexual Saw Trap, Fear Play, Murder Kink, Death Threats, Masturbation
Summary: Daniel and Armand call a truce.
Artist: @hawkland
Author: @redleavesinthewind
Rating: Teen&up
Warnings: Graphic Depictions of Violence
Other Tags: Case Fic, Blood and Gore, Plant Horror, Post-Canon, Established Relationship
Word Count: 8k
Summary: Dean is settled. His relationship with Cas is going strong, he has a place to call home, and his biggest problems are run-of-the-mill cases and unruly teenagers who think they know everything there is to hunting. Hell, he even plays with the thought of retiring. But then something starts killing people left and right in Lebanon, and Dean and Cas are faced with a case and a foe they have no idea what to do about.
Excerpt: Dean feels a little stupid, being so freaked out by a few simple plants, but as they’re retreating back to the house, he can’t shake the feeling that something is staring at him, observant and patient. He turns around to throw one last look at the hogweed. Dean swears he sees the plants growing and writhing, the stems undulating and reaching towards the skies, the leaves bunching up into fist shaped balls at the plants’ sides, the flowers shivering in what Dean can only assume is anger and blood-thirst.
When he’s turned around completely, the hogweed in full view, he’s looking at the same mundane bushel of flowers that they investigated only seconds before. Nothing’s changed. He’s not even sure they grew any taller, but it’s hard to tell from where he’s standing.
“Fucking hell,” Dean mutters under his breath as he follows Sam and Cas back to the Impala.
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safe (1015 words) by mechup
Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: Merlin (TV)
Rating: General Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Lancelot/Merlin
Characters: Lancelot, Merlin
Additional Tags: Hurt/Comfort, First Kiss
Summary: Merlin has a nightmare while out on a hunt with the knights, but it leads to an outcome that isn’t so bad.
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someday i will finish the post-15x18 fic (maybe by next year lmao). but in the meantime i will just keep posting bits of the unfinished draft i scrapped for parts <3
“When someone pulls you outta Hell-.... when they see every part of you, the good, bad, fuckin’ disgusting, for fifteen years, and they tell you that they – they love you, that you changed him– you have to start questionin’ yourself. Like maybe every time you pushed him away, you wanted him to be closer. Like every prayer turned into a goddamn plea for one person… one fuckin’ angel in a ratty old trenchcoat, who’s your best friend, who loves your brother and all your weird adopted kids, and… you want to keep loving the world the way that he… th-that he…” Sam’s brows lift upward in a swift show of surprise. Whenever he does that, Dean thinks he can still see the mop-headed kid from nineteen-ninety-whatever. Dean doesn’t think he can meet his eyes for too long; there’s too much knowing in them. Too much hurt. Creases form by his eyes as they crinkle, age betraying this otherwise very-Sammy portrayal in front of him. Time has done so much to them. “Don’t,” Dean punctuates. Tries to. “-- don’t start with me.” “I could never really figure it out,” Sam admits, regardless of Dean’s insistence. “I’d kind of lost hope that you would figure it out. Or maybe I was just seeing it wrong, you know? All those angels, demons, whoever… would point out that you two were joined at the hip. They could have easily just been fucking with you. It’s well within their reach to do so. And it’s not like you needed me making it worse –” (Although he does remember the whole fan-fiction musical debacle. He’ll make fun of Dean again later for it, dust settling and all.) “-- and then I lost Eileen. You lost Cas. I’d never seen you so defeated before, Dean, I didn’t realize they were the same until – until–” Sam pauses, and his features fall. “God, I’m so stupid.” “Never thought I’d get to hear you say it.” “Shut up.”
agent mulder i am standing out here in the rain & the mud — Scully is annoyed but luckily Mulder knows how to cheer her up. (The fact that he’s the reason she’s annoyed in the first place is irrelevant.)
read on ao3!
for @starshinescully who requested #12 + msr from here, i had saved your ask as a draft but tumblr decided to get rid of it completely instead 💔
tagging @today-in-fic!