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from the hell fic draft!
Nina’s efficacy as a soldier depended upon her ability to play the parts of various sorts of women. They didn’t need to be real, most of the time, so much as one of the vague outlines of a woman that was supposed to exist and therefor would not require a second glance: the school girl, the soldier, the precocious tart, the Kaelish mill girl and Ravkan emigrant garment worker, the homewrecking vixen, the nurse, the school marm, the slattern, the barroom wench and the notorious local slut. Nina could play the saintly mother, but she was better at playing the whore.
god jotaro in my fic rlly be like “never made it as a wise man, couldn’t cut it as a poor man stealing, tired of living like a blind man, sick of sight without a sense of feeling, and this is how you remind me of what i really am”
and then hes like “It's not like you didn't know that, I said I love you and I swear I still do, and it must have been so bad, cause living with him must have damn near killed you, and this is how you remind me of what I really am”
And reader in my fic be like “It's not like you to say sorry, I was waiting on a different story, this time I'm mistaken, for handing you a heart worth breaking, and I've been wrong, I’ve been down into the bottom of every bottle”
I can’t stop thinking about your cas rescuing dean from hell fic thanks a lot
I can't tell you how much this surprises and pleases my little writer heart. I've been rearranging some stuff (decided I wanted to start in a different place than I originally planned) but I'll see what I can do when I get home this afternoon to alleviate your suffering.
Or add to it...as the case may be with this particular fic...
Ace's AU List (will be added to as time goes on)
Feel free to ask me about these lmao i just need a place to write these down
•triple r au
•fae au
•dbh au
•author au
•absinthe au
•the hell fic™
•ghost quartet au
•taz au
• amnesia au
• dragon au
"boys" and "people who identify as boys" mean the exact same thing, ffs
Title game: It's Never Enough
Demon Dean teams up with Abaddon. Up to you whether they kill Crowley, keep him as a pet, use him as bait, or recruit him. Fact is, Abaddon and Dean are in control and they’re going to create chaos anywhere and everywhere.
Their bloodlust only grows over time, never lessens. They leave a mess behind them, a trail Sam and Cas are able to follow but never quite able to stop. Of course their mission is to cure Dean. For whatever reason, they can’t.
Eventually, Sam decides his best course of action is to partake in demon blood and become the boyking. Cas is horrified but Sam coaxes him into staying by his side. After all, Sam’s been through demon blood addiction before. Surely he can bounce back from this, too.
A Less Than Holy Ordeal
I’m only like four days late on this one. But special thanks to @mafalopez for being beta. And let us all be shocked that I’m posting a fic before midnight.
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The Damn In Damnation Series - Part Two
{Victuuri | Explicit | 2k}
Victor frequently forgets about time. It’s not really an important concept when you’re nearly immortal. Today though, time is of the utmost essence.
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Or that one fic where Victor is Satan, Yuuri has a prophecy of death looming over his head, and they may or may not have sex at a wedding.
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