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Litany against raw desire: or how you shall not lust after your brother by lynchianbutch
Fandoms: Supernatural (TV 2005)
28 Sep 2025
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You are not your brother’s lover, because lovers do not have to put a muzzle on their desires to keep them from barking like a feral dog.
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He doesn’t need to tell Rick, though. Rick can read it off of him from the thousand-yard stare he keeps falling into when he’s making dinner, ever the perfect homemaker. When Carl is examining his own hands folded in his lap while the timer goes off, Rick has the horrid thought that he wouldn’t be a hair out of place with the fifties housewives who popped Valium in anticipation of their husbands returning home.
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14 Aug 2025
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At This Point I Think It's Better off if We're Both Dead by deaddoggy
Fandoms: The Walking Dead (TV)
15 Oct 2023
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Carl clenches his jaw with his gaze still locked to the cork board. It’s a thing he does when he wants to say something aggressively dismissive, but Negan has already beaten him to the punch and the only way he can respond is by saying something obviously over the line. He’s recently been very careful to not cross that line. Now is no different.
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Negan and Carl's working relationship reaches a boiling point.
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14 Aug 2025
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i got so hard it made me dizzy
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For SPN FanFic Pond's September 2023 prompt: apple picking. Dean has a reoccurring dream where his brother offers him pie. Maybe "reoccurring" isn't the right word, though. Maybe "evolving" is more accurate. Whatever the case, whatever Sam offers him remains painfully tempting.
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10 May 2025
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a story about winning and losing. neither are graceful.
(complete... for now!)
now de-anonymized on a 4 a.m. whim!
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i have nothing to feed you.
neiman's starting to think he's in charge. fletcher knocks him down a peg. neiman has to make his own entertainment.
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- Part 2 of i made you perfect (why did i make you?)
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09 Mar 2025
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Roman’s split lip collides with the toe of Mencken's shoe. A burst of pain shoots through his entire face, blood pooling from the barely knit scab, and it’s like someone's rammed neurostimulators into his brain. Shock collar on his voodoo doll, shot of adrenaline right into his dick vein, synapses wide open. Okay, Roman thinks. Let’s fucking go.
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your need grows teeth.
fletcher comes to grips with things. neiman falls back into place. a language forms.
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- Part 3 of i made you perfect (why did i make you?)
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08 Mar 2025
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i can't muster up a cohesive sentence about my too much for my own good feelings right now but this just killed me in the best way possible
some passages so i can come back and smile fondly at it,Neiman wraps his lips around his thumb and sucks, hoping that'll be answer enough, but Fletcher just stares. He switches tactics and nods, drooling around the finger as he relaxes his jaw and attempts to pull it deeper into his mouth. These hands are sacred: the hands of a pianist, a conductor, a sculptor. The hands that made him, built him from the ground up, that he's spent so many hours of his life watching for the next direction. He wants to taste each finger, to trace every tendon and line of his palm, to suck the meat from his bones. He wishes he could dislocate his jaw and accommodate his whole fist, wishes that Fletcher could reach down his throat and touch him from the inside, rearrange his organs until they were just right, because these hands are the only ones that could do it
He realizes with horror that the last person who touched his face like this, comforted him like this, was his dad. Jesus, maybe Fletcher’s right about him, maybe he is all fucked up, maybe he did push away his own father just so he could pick out a new one for himself. A new dad, someone stronger, better, who'll take care of him when he's good and hit him when he's bad so he can learn the goddamn difference.
that last sentence. it's like this whole thing was written specifically for me. dadson neuron activation“Why do you think it is that you can't get off without imagining you're being abused?” Fletcher asks like it's the start to a normal conversation, as dull and casual as the weather,
that scene of zoe saldaña singing YES YES YES YES from emilia pérez. he's literally me“There we go. All it took to get a decent apology out of you was a couple fingers. Wish I'd known that one sooner.” He pulls his hand out and adds a bit more lube. “Suppose I should have guessed it, though. You aren't some great enigma. You're just a typical boring, daddy issues, jailbait faggot.”
Fletcher calling him jailbait genuinely made my soul comeHe hates him and he loves him and he wants to be his in every conceivable way, wants him to take a bite out of his throat and swallow him down, wants him to leave a scar that he'll be able to look at for the rest of his life, that he can point at and say this is proof of where I belonged
just fucking end me author please“And if I want you to go with me?”
“I'm here, aren't I?” He laughs, but it's a miserable sound. “You weren't supposed to need me by the end of it.”
“But I do.”
“Yeah,” Fletcher says. “I broke you too well.”
“Maybe.”
“I ruined your life. Or at least any shot at a decent one.”
“So?”
“You should hate me.”
“I do.”
I BROKE YOU TOO WELL. I BROKE YOU TOO WELL!!!Neiman watches his chest, imagines his lungs filling and emptying beneath his ribs. He thinks of the rhythm of his heartbeat, the pulsing blood, the gazillion tiny processes firing off every single second, keeping him alive. He wishes he could rip open his own chest and show it all to him. Right here, he'd say, and point at his beating heart. This is where you ruined me. I don't forgive you. Let me see yours.
The sun rises, but Neiman doesn't watch it.Let's trade.
He shakes Fletcher awake once the first birds start to chirp. He rouses slowly, makes a pained face, and cracks his neck. He blinks up at him.
You eat mine and I'll eat yours.
“What time is it?” he asks groggily.
Quickly, before one of us dies first.
“Time to practice.”
this part made my eyes well up good god "This is where you ruined me. I don't forgive you. Let me see yours.
Let's trade.
You eat mine and I'll eat yours.
Quickly, before one of us dies first."
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i could feel the knife.
neiman's having a very bad night. he thinks fletcher can make it better.
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- Part 1 of i made you perfect (why did i make you?)
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08 Mar 2025
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GOD WHAT THE FUUUUUUUUUCK
“Are you sure you're a virgin? You suck dick like you've been molested.”
"You were nothing before me, Pinocchio. I turned you into a real boy.”
and so many more gems i forgot to copy my brain legit short circuited this shit singlehandedly molded a 10 inch dick out of my vag so hard that steel wouldnt even come close -
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Andrew would give anything up for notoriety. Luckily Fletcher's there to test those limits. It leaves Andrew wondering how much Sean Casey must have given up before he couldn't take it anymore.
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06 Mar 2025
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i remember the line "“I'll make you my girlfriend, Neiman. Would you like that?”" randomly during the day and i start convulsing
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Camille drags the fleshy part of her thumb across the crux of Amma’s thigh. Soothing, how she’d run her fingers across her arm at the dinner table. Almost familial. She pretends not to notice Amma rocking into it; she won't show her hand.
“You’re looking for trouble, you know,” she warns, absently refamiliarizing herself with the textures of the wilted, downy hairs closest to her underwear.
“I know,” Amma grins.
or: the one where camille fucks amma in the parking lot before cheer.
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22 Feb 2025
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”You’re having hallucinations?"
Mark nods.
”What kind?”
He thinks of his dream, working his jaw.
“The kind where a girl showed up in my kitchen,” he says.
Or: Mark has reintegration sickness. After a while, he can't tell what's real and what isn't.
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“Wait,” he says into the crook of Roman’s neck, and Roman obeys. Mencken slides his hand up to his face, two fingers pressing softly at the opening of Roman’s chewed lips. He exhales, and Mencken slips the fingers into his mouth. “Penance.”
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He pauses on a particularly harrowing frame. A tear has completed its path down Roman’s nose, and is suspended milliseconds before it hits his lapel. His arms are in front of his face, like he’s bracing for impact. Jeryd settles himself on his couch, screenshotting the frame for future reference. He usually likes Roman with bite, or at least a little resistance, but he can make do with this. Pain is pain, he surmises. He hits play again, leaning back into the cushions, and taking himself out of his boxers.
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15 Feb 2025
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perfect perfectperfectperfect
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The speech is going to be killer. Straight launch from the mouth to the pages of history, a eulogy massacre on the open church plains, a mass casualty event in oratory form. The big dog dick declamation; Roman’s coming out balls swingin’. Clobbering the crowd in the face. Fuck keep it to fifteen minutes or less, Roman, please, he’ll be done when he’s helicoptered the room with the long throbbing force of his accolade to the late emperor.
Sit the fuck down, peasants, and be told. Roman’s ready.
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- Part 3 of For this is not America
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31 Jan 2025
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It started like this, the three of them get fuckin' shanked in Italy. Throats cut, bleeding out like hogs in a processing plant. Over the second-worst summer of her life, Shiv kept an eye on a troubling new pattern: Roman disappearing with half-baked excuses and coming back with bruises.
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08 Jan 2025
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Strahm pinches the bridge of his nose just to watch Hoffman squirm, then twists until he hears another crunching noise. Hoffman's nose is most assuredly broken, given the way it's already beginning to bruise and swell, but Hoffman stares up at Strahm with half-lidded eyes, looking like he could come from the abuse alone.
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- Part 1 of Kiss Me You Animal
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After getting his face torn open by the reverse bear trap, Hoffman turns to Dr. Gordon for help with the wound. Lawrence isn't particularly pleased about this turn of events.
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15 Dec 2024
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"That’s where the excitement lives, in the contrast between lust and hurt, life and death, the mild doctor and the sadistic back-alley surgeon. The brutal killer and the dog wanting only to please." YESSSSSSSSS
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is the blood on your hands dry? (is it slowly disappearing? mine isn't) by wolverton
Fandoms: Saw (Movies)
22 Apr 2024
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Later that day, in a shabby room of a roadside motel, Peter would finally—for the first time in what felt like ages, though was closer to a few weeks—get a good look at Hoffman, at the hideous wound cutting in half a side of his face. Haphazardly stitched closed with what must have been a shaky hand, not a half-bad job of it given the circumstances but so very far from ideal by any other metric.
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- Part 2 of a metaphor for love
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Hoffman pursed his lips, the fingers of the hand still resting atop the glass box moving in a peculiar manner—petting, almost, like he had done so many times in that comfortable, dreamy, post-coital haze. Peter could almost feel the phantom fingers in his hair. “That’s very pretty, Peter. I’m not sure if I buy it.”
He drove the pen deeper in.
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30 Nov 2024