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The Beauty & His Beast by clownish (theshortking)
Fandoms: Die Of Death (Roblox), Roblox (Video Game)
14 Mar 2026
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Artful’s hands moved to his belt buckle, fingers fumbling briefly before he managed to undo it. The leather slipped free as he tugged his trousers down, letting the fabric fall away. From the confines, his cock sprang free, already hard, flushed, and heavy from everything that had happened just seconds before. Beneath it, his hole was fully exposed to the creature’s unblinking stare.
“See?” Artful mumbled, meekly gesturing down at himself as if the answer couldn't have been more obvious. “A male such as myself cannot hope to bear children the way you seem to think.”
Pursuer blinks at him, uncomprehending.
And Artful thought… maybe he’d gotten through to him?
Or, Artful returns home only to find Pursuer in a rut. Having no other options, Artful uses his own body to satisfy the beast’s carnal desires.
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10 Sep 2026
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God damn it, he thought blearily, thoughts moving like soup in his mind through the endorphins and Rick’s voice in his memory. There was a brief moment that edged around shame maybe, but a more important thought took precedence. That smug old bastard can never know.
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- Part 1 of RAM Tropes
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07 Sep 2026
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Morty meets Rick
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- Part 1 of 100 loud dreams
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27 Aug 2026
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Perhaps Guts had only ever worshipped him like a wounded dog. With a devotion that was born out of something pitiful, whining, and irreparable. Some godless beast, curled up beneath the altar of a god—knowing naught about what it meant to be holy, but what it meant to be held in the arms of holiness.
And perhaps Griffith had only ever held him there out of a desperation that had never been divine. It had been something far more deplorable; an uncontrollable fear for the dog turned sacrificial lamb, cradled in the arms of its executioner.
Do you want to be a god? the taunting voice scratched on the inside of his skull, insistent. When he squinted open his eyes, he stared into the splendid figure of a knight above him—in the ageless falcon-crested helm and white-silver armor of a man that had died in what felt like a millennium ago.
I do, Griffith rasped.
Fool, said the White Hawk, amused. Gods do not fall in love with men.
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04 Aug 2026
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Dylan’s flying his usual cardboard sign (HOMELESS PLEASE HELP) at the exit to the superstore parking lot when a wealthy surgeon hands him money out of his car window like he’s trying to absolve himself.
Joke’s on him: Dylan doesn’t have the power to absolve anyone at all.
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01 Aug 2026