#ghostling

Because I post a lot of oneshots, I'll be switching over to posting monthly wrap-ups of all the fics I've ppsted in a given month. These are the last fics I finished for May. I'll do another post like this at the end of June 🥂

Your Name Is Somewhere Inside My Mouth, Along With Curiosity To Kill A Cat | GhostLing | Mature | 2k

Summary

At the same time it was gentle like the inside of a palm, like a blindfold is to animals before their carotid is in two. Or even more than that from an amateur. Or even more than that from a civ. If he died instead for a casket, there’d be one slice to end it all. But instead the only death he was meant for was the small one in these sheets. And the only blow fly and the beetle here to eat him was a man. But not just anyone at the moment. But not just anyone at his mouth. Or his chest too. Or his hips. Or his thighs then. Or his knees.

The hotel suite is about as musty as any butchery left to rot. But it’s the perfect place to get his bearings after a wild night with The Commoner. And perhaps the morning too. He supposes. They might just fuck around more than once. And maybe at that point he’ll call him Lin Ling. Or he won’t at all. Who knows.

You’re The Very Thing That’s Going To Kill Me; And The Very Reason I Will Live | Wrice | Mature | 992

Summary

summary:

Lin Ling doesn’t think he’s ever wanted to be somewhere less than where he is right now. (aka the toxic ghostling fic that wouldn't leave me alone until I wrote it)

rating: M

pairing: lin ling/ghostblade

cw: non-con kissing

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