Glam Kink Meme - Round #2
Welcome to the second round of glam_kink! The first round was an overwhelming success, and I'm so pleased to see our little community producing so many awesome fills and prompts - keep it up!
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READ THE RULES BEFORE POSTING.
All prompts, filled and unfilled, are archived here.
Glam Kink flat view
Glam Kink regular view
**THIS ROUND IS NOW CLOSED FOR NEW
Whether these boys are all people we already know, OMCs, or both is up to the author, and so is whether or not Adam stays and ~punishes (with spankings and "the oral sex," of course) these naughty, wicked boys for lighting the Grail-shaped beacon or gets rescued by, IDK, Sir Monte or someone else, is also up to the author.
/Pythonbert
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Well, all right, Sir Adam thought doubtfully. I suppose this could be the place.
It was the ugliest barn he’d ever seen. But above it all, suspended from the darkening clouds, in all its splendid glory, was the holy grail, the most sacred of all sacred things: a shining, impossibly beautiful, platinum compact disc.
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Sir Adam pushed open the door.
He was greeted by a man in black leather pants and--well, a quick glance (don’t look, don’t look, don’t look) confirmed that he was in fact wearing nothing else ( ... )
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“I seek the grail! I have seen it above this--this--castle!” Sir Adam said.
“And who are you, hot stuff?” the man said.
“Isaac, it’s me, Sir Adam--”
“I’m Tommy, Isaac’s identical twin brother.” He paused. “We’re not identical, actually. Or brothers, for that matter.”
“You’re dressed alike! You’re all dressed alike, you evil tempters. Why don’t your pants have backs? Who are you people?” Sir Adam said hysterically. Tommy opened his mouth to speak and Adam put a hand up to stop him. “Wait! Never mind that! I demand to see the grail!”
“The grail?” Tommy looked confused, and then “Oh, wicked, bad, naughty Isaac. Wicked, wicked, wicked, bad, naughty Isaac. He’s lit the grail-shaped beacon.”
“The what? You mean there’s no grail here?”
“Oh, naughty, naughty, naughty Isaac.” Tommy did look genuinely upset, Sir Adam had to give him that.
Sir Adam was, however, getting the feeling he was stuck in somebody else’s comedy bit.
“I tell the jokes here,” he said decisively ( ... )
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Thank you soooooooooooooo much! :DDDDDDDD A+++++++, would die of lols again.
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*dead from the laughing and flailing and such*
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Great crack fic :D
<3
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I have a friend whos as bi a fan as me, sometimes to be annoying we use the qoutes to hold convisations over other friends walls on facebook, 100+ comments esay :D
It always makes me smile and this fic had the same effect! I hardly ever read crack but I'm glade I read this!
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