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Yes, I am rediscovering my Medicine Seller muse. My idea of his origin/backstory. Warning for some gore?
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Trolololololol. Have more of my RP induced lovely, cross-over ship. With a genderbent flavor. >> Jay/Lady!Ginko. Have all the het smut and ridiculous fluff ever. :D
Clearly not safe for work.
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Ginko/Jay because evidently, that's the only think I write these days. Sex. fluff. ALL THE FEELINGS EVER.
( he devolves into action again, because he was ever good with words, but that’s okay, because Ginko’s always listening carefully for words and body both. ) -
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Moar Ginko/Jay because I love them to ridiculous, sad pieces. Sex, angst, all those good things. Not worksafe. Though, to be honest, there's more thinking than sex. >>
( Your life is like a bolt of lighting seen across the sky so high and clean. ) -
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...I don't even have a name for this. It was just in my head all day, and made me hnnng. So. >>
It's an off shoot from a private RP with Fuyu.
And yes, Damian, is Damian Wayne. >>
For real not worksafe. BDSM. Yeah. :D
( I don't need to learn anything, I know it all. ) -
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Yeah, I don't even know. Inspired by another player's Ginko, and fueled by my own Ginko-crush. I just can't help that he'd be so good for Jay. >>
Warnings: meh, nothing big. Just kisses. And an attempt to write the sexiest second hand smoke breathing ever. >>
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[Fic] Final Test
Title: Final Test
Summary: There was just one final obstcle he had to pass. Then he could be an Antivan
Warning: Sexual content with someone not of age, violence
A/N: This is what happens to you when you play 40 hours of Dragon Age in two weeks. For me at least >>
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Fic: Do Corpses Dream?
Ahahahahaha. Have more batshit!Jason. (ahahah. Batshit. Did you see what I did there? >>)
Title: Do Corpses Dream?
Summary: Sleep is anything but an escape
Warnings: Freaky as shit violent imagery.
( The table was cold against his skin, a searing brand against every inch of exposed flesh, which was everything ) -
Leetle Ficlet.....
Found this after digging through my old writing folder. It's surprisingly good, actually. In my head, I think, it was connected to this (http://frickin-cheng.livejournal.com/31217.html#cutid1) story I wrote, which I think I came up with after watching Mononoke ( Read more... )
