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“Would like to do it. But cannot touch. Rocky not know how to jerk off, either. Grace show first, so Rocky can learn. Maybe do later.”
Three of Rocky’s claws raise and they open and close as they sway this way and that, all pointed at Grace. The only thing keeping them apart is a thin layer of xenonite and the incompatible atmospheres. Air and a few atoms. Somehow, the idea that Rocky might have just shoved Grace over and started touching him because he wanted to had him embarrassingly hard. He would be strong enough to. Grace wouldn’t even be able to fight him off…
“Grace thinking about something exciting. Statement. Share.”
Taptaptap, a claw on the glass. Excited.
“Body is changing. Erection. Observation.”
“Okay, you looking through my clothes is cheating,” Grace wheezes.
alt; Grace jerks off while Rocky watches... well, a little bit more involved than watching.
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04 May 2026
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Haven’t even seen the movie yet but this is so good it honestly transcends the need (still gonna watch it tho, somehow hadn’t heard of it before finding this fic)
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Monty needs some intimate repairs done, and you’re just the technician to do them.
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A Transboy walks into a place for public masturbation, and for the first time decides to get off with the men.
A fic written in an hour based off a dream I had. Nonsensical and stupid but I think it's hot.
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30 Apr 2026
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After the fall of the Institute, Dominic Romano finds himself wandering the Wasteland alone. Which is how he finds himself traveling alongside Lucy MacLean and Cooper Howard. Unknown to the others, Dominic recognizes Cooper from his films and has a bit of a crush on the ghoul even after all these years.
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- Part 1 of Sole Survivor - Dominic Romano
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22 Feb 2026
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You're Dead (and Outta This World) by TheOceanIsMyInkwell
Fandoms: What We Do in the Shadows (TV)
21 Jan 2021
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“Holy shit!” shouts the EMT at his side. His partner on the other side of the gurney--the other side of the body bag--follows up with a well-deserved holy fuck and stumbles backward over her boots to sag against the back of the open ambulance.
“I’m fine, I’m fine, oh God, I’m sorry,” Guillermo babbles. His knees are trembling. He wriggles out of the body bag and hops to his feet, feeling like his legs are a cross between jello and underbaked macaroons, and he repeats his litany of apologies as he bounces from one foot to another to restore circulation.
Pain shoots through his joints from the roots of his toes. He ignores it, instead pivoting his head from side to side wildly seeking the detritus of his phone and groceries.
“Sir! Sir! You were--sir, please get back here! You were dead!”
“Not today, sorry!”
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Or: 3 times Guillermo came back from the dead, and 1 time Nandor was there to see it.