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kiss it and make it better (oh my god) by Anonymous for softsparrillas
Fandoms: American Horror Story, American Horror Story: Murder House
29 Jan 2021
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"OH MY GOD– WAIT– CAN YOU WRITE PHONE SEX WITH BILLIE DEAN. I’VE BEEN WANTING SOMEONE TO WRITE IT."
I obliged.
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- Part 5 of AHS fic anon
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- English
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- 2,570
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- 1/1
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03 Feb 2021
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A big, broad-shouldered man came through the door, the look of a long-haul trucker hanging around him like a ratty coat. He was wearing old oil-stained jeans and a frayed flannel shirt thrown over a white t-shirt, his scuffed boots peeling up at the toes with age.
He had the air of a man who’d reached the end of his rope. He had a battered wide-brimmed hat pulled low to cover his long, frazzled hair, half of which was scraped back into a loose tail. He had dark hair and dark skin and dark eyes that were framed by the deep-set bruises Arthur only ever saw on long-haulers and cattlemen, the marks of too many nights at the wheel or in the saddle, the normal rhythms of life stretched out and pulling at the seams.
The feller was handsome. Arthur noticed that as an afterthought, his breath catching in his chest. Under the bruises and the loose strands of hair, the feller was handsome. His eyes were bright and keen.
“Uh,” said Arthur, caught flat-footed by the unanticipated surge of attraction tightening his belly. “Hi.”
The feller looked Arthur dead in the eye. “I need all of the caramel sauce that you have,” he said.
(or, a coffee shop au. yeah. i know.)
Bookmarked by anarchistbeetle
05 Nov 2020
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"Good, yeah, g-good boy…." Frank murmurs, his voice heady and distant as Gerard massages his dick with one slow thumb. He teases at the hood, flicking the jewelry driven through it, and Frank's chest feels tight with arousal, his toes curling in the sheets.
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23 Oct 2020
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“Look, asshole, do you want a job or not?” Mikey interrupts. “You said yourself you were bored. I know you can’t afford cigarettes anymore. Until the millions of jobs you applied for decide to call you back, this is the best you got.”
Gerard grimaces.
“Besides,” Mikey continues after a beat, “you’d get to hang out with me. And Ray and Frank too, I guess. But at least you wouldn’t be loitering at my job instead of finding something else productive to do.”
Gerard looks at Mikey for a moment before groaning and tugging a hand through his hair. “Fine, you win. Brian, can I have an application?”
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an au based off of one of frank's tweets where he said he 'worked' at staples (which consisted of '[showing] up high and [laminating] random shit for 6 hours')
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- English
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Bookmarked by anarchistbeetle
26 Sep 2020
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The Mess We've Made by ViciousVenin
Fandoms: My Chemical Romance, Pencey Prep, Bandom, Midtown
18 Mar 2018
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Gerard isn't sure where his life is going. It feels like the world is shifting and changing around him and he's stuck in place, unable to move forward. But when he meets a guy at a club who tells him he's meant for something better, Gerard wants to believe him, and suddenly he's taking steps he never thought he would.
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- Part 1 of The Mess We've Made
Bookmarked by anarchistbeetle
23 Aug 2020