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What terrible cringe.

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stolson dragon rider au!

i'm a big fan of stolson aus where they initially view each other as a huge threat only to be begrudgingly shoved together & they slowly realize they're practically unstoppable with their respective skills combined... are you seeing my vision here

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✨ Unicorn ✨

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An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Olson was dreaming. Dreaming of him. Only, he didn’t know the dream was about Stebbins, not at first. Because it didn’t begin like most wet dreams, it started off as a nightmare. Someone had broken into his house, swiftly stolen away from the pouring rain outside, but Olson didn’t see his face at first. Not until he was cornered, and a wooden stake was driven into his heart. Being stabbed was a surprisingly intimate experience for Olson. The heart— an organ of love, which one would normally be hesitant to give away— penetrated by an object of violence. If Olson were a poet, he’d have a field day with that one. Too bad Olson wasn’t a poet. But he was horny, which is why the dream didn’t stop there.

[or, Olson has a really strange wet dream that may or may not have been some sort of prophecy]