“Slowly, he pulls down Steve's pants and stops, slightly startled when he reveals what Steve is wearing underneath. Blue, checkered boxer shorts. Eddie's blue, checkered boxer shorts.”

You're an angel, I'm a dog

A very special collab with @transmascsteveharrington to bring their fic to life ✨ If you haven’t read it yet, you should absolutely check it out! ✨🖤 It’s absolutely brilliant and I’m obsessed !!!

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　⸝　stalker4stalker

a x4x term for a CONSENSUAL Stalker4Stalker relationship , a label for Stalkers who prefer , prioritize , exclusively relationships with and / or are dating other Stalkers ,

　⸝　colors taken from this flag (link)

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　self - indulgent term

@kingdonmicrofic follow up to midnight warnings: breaking and entering, obsessive Mel, stalker Mel

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She couldn’t keep doing this. At some point she had to stop.

That point hadn’t been reached yet.

Despite the inherent recklessness of her actions, Mel was as meticulous as ever about it. Frank was on night shift. Abby had the dog. Was it really breaking in if you have a key? (Don’t ask how she got it.)

This was unsustainable, she knew. She couldn’t keep breaking into his apartment and play acting a life she had no right to. She needed to get it out of her system, once and for all. Pretend, feed her impulses, satisfy them and let Frank go.

She went to his bed again. Unmade. Sheets in disarray. She could trace his tossing and turning, his struggle to marshall his circadian rhythm into doing as he ordered.

She took out the dildo she’d made from his measurements. Spend hours modeling with modeling clay and tools, using a magnifying glass to get details exactly right. Encasing with the mold, and pouring the silicone. Hours cleaning up the piece, trimming flashing, mixing and airbrushing paint. It was scarily accurate. She was a phallic Pygmalion.

Mel laid down. His bed was firm, comfortable, good for his back. Despite Dr. Garcia’s divorced dad jokes, he had a bed frame.

She pulled the sheets up around her. His scent lingered, faint, but still present. She pulled down her bike shorts, moved her panties to the side, and pressed his cock into her.

It wasn't him. Despite her slavish attention to detail. But it was the closest she was going to get.

How would he fuck her? Gentle? Slow? With careful aim, trying to hit her g-spot? Or would she have driven him crazy? Punishing, almost violent thrusts, Frank fucking her mindlessly, her pleasure collataral damage in his pursuit of orgasm. Would he tease her? Edge her? Make her beg?

“Please, Frank,” Mel whimpered, “Let me cum, fuck me, I need it–” a gasp, he was almost too big for her. She kept going, almost.

She thought about what he’d do if he found her there, the scolding, the disgust, the spanking. His kind gentle voice, tight with disappointment “Naughty girl, did you have my permission to be here? No.” A spank. Her hips jolted with the phantom impact. More. “Did you have my permission to touch what’s mine?” A slap to her clit. She didn't mind pain if he was the one hurting her. She’d accept whatever he offered. “Did you have my permission to cum?” No, she didn’t. She tipped over the edge. Vision whiting out.

~~ My name is Dean or Dev. ~~

I am a Dean Winchester Fictionkin, I love my Sammy ( @thesleepiest-youngerbrother ) <33

Please refer to me as He/they/hunter.

I am Pansexual, abroromantic, a chronominor, and poly.

I'm transgender (ftm)

My transids: transsuperiorcomplex, transscary, transwings, transproxy, transdeanwinchester, transinternetangel, Transbloodscentain, transpervanons, transparasocialsubject, transserialkiller, transcannibal, transfalseprophet, transmentallyolder, transharmful, transplural, transcryptid

My Cisids: CisNPD, Cisgoreaddict, Cisgenderfluid, Cisanxiety, Cisshort, Cisattentionseeker

My Permas: Permabedrot, Permatired, Permaonline, Permagoth, permacreepy, permagorey, permagorefan, Permaworshipped, permadead, permastalked, permastalker, Permahigh, permahandsome, permacreep, permaolderbrother

My Nullids: Nullshy, Nullhuman, Nullalive, Nullsensitve

Blank4Blank: Angel4Mortal, Loser4Loser, NPD4BPD, Cyberstalker4Cyberstalker, Dead4Dead, Angel4Zombie, Zombie4Zombie, obsessed4obessed, stalker4stalker, Freak4Freak, Cannibal4Necro, transharmful4transharmed, Necro4Necro, olderbro4lilbro, Plural4Plural, Plural4Singlet

Para: Sadism, Autovampirism, Enopliophilia, Hematolagnia, hoplophilia, Mysophilia, Piquerism, necrophile (anti-contact), and more that I don't feel like listing

Others: ageflux

DNI: Pro-contact

I'm a Proshipper and a fucking nerd.

Anons: 🚬

I am okay with flirting and nsfw.

Tags: #Angelsblogs (yapping), #Angelsasks (anon/any asks), #Angelsunpurity (freaky yapping/ asks)

I made a comes back wrong toxic doomed yaoi r1999 au hyapollo...

they're freak4freak fr fr

at this point they're so far removed from the og that they're basically not the same characters... and also made to fit the r1999 world... so let's just say inspired? And also I airlifted them from there to my own world (Phantom Composite) so it's like thrice removed.

as for why i would choose to make a toxic doomed yaoi au of well, hyapollo.... They're my number 1 and i want to see them being put through situations 👍

For reference, you do not need r1999 knowledge to understand this at all, as so far it's only the setting and dosen't quite come into play. You also do not need any knowledge on my world, since I've told like a total of 10 people about my idea for it.

Just enjoy the vibes 👍

Phoebus - Apollo

Amyclae (name dosent appear at all...)/Hya - Hyacinthus