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does this ball gag make me look fat?
brendon/ryan, r, 1000 wds

on [livejournal.com profile] anon_lovefest, someone prompted: "That's it. I'm buying everyone a sex toy for Christmas."

and [livejournal.com profile] sydneysconverse reponded with a fic that included: Brendon bounced a bright red and black ball gag from hand to hand as Ryan stared lustfully at him, a riding crop in his own hand.

and then i accidentally wrote a little thing.

I don't know, I don't think I'll ever really have an opportunity to use it, but is it weird if I just think it's- I dunno, kinda cute? )
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and now i'm ready to feel your hand
brendon/spencer, r, ~1000 wds
warning: slave!fic, dubcon with implications of consent

so i've had this idea in my head for literally like two years or something and i've finally started writing- there will be more in this verse eventually because i have a lot planned out. but for now, here goes.

Looking at this guy, though, Spencer doesn't know how he's gonna keep it in his pants long enough to get home from the store, let alone give him weeks and weeks to settle in and get comfortable. It'll be hard not to... rush things along. )
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last night i wrote 1600 wds of trans girl brenna urie/travis mccoy

a teaser:
On April 12th, 2006, Brenna Urie gets a burst of flowers and music notes and one delicate blue butterfly tattooed up her hip as a (flagrantly expensive, totally bursting her budget) birthday present to herself. If there's three things she's sure of in the world, it's her femininity, her love of music, and that this change is as permanent as the ink under her skin. Also that flowers are pretty.

On April 12th, 2007, the man who a year ago had had a smile in his soft brown eyes as he said, "I'm not gonna lie, this is gonna hurt," kisses all the petals of those flowers, whispers that he loves her and happy birthday before he fucks her into the mattress at midnight.
in non-fanfiction life news, my room is a mess and i have reading to do that i won't do because i want this fic to hit 3k tonight at least. also i am hungry and havent' eaten all day. also i have a money order that i need to get to the bank so i have cash to get a coffee or something when i see [livejournal.com profile] marxistbitch this weekend in the city but it's an hour-long bike ride and my friend said she'd lend me her bike but then i couldn't unlock it and then i realized the bank would be closed when i got there so now i have to do it on friday and then if they delay the money because they need to verify it then i ~still won't have cash on saturday. fuck.
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also, i wrote a thing?

brendon urie/lucas grabeel. it's san fransisco in 1976. lucas is a gay photographer for harvey milk's campaign, brendon is a closeted photographer for the san fransisco chronicle.

i'm gonna start with drabbley things and work my way up again.


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