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swallow me whole – ghostofgatsby

Edith’s Diner was the kind of place that slow-cooked their sauce and baked pasta dishes in ceramic crockery. Truckers, vacationing families, regulars, and the lost few who needed a hot meal and had nowhere else to go wound up at Edith’s.
Smith was one of those few.

A fic with truck stop hookers and angst.

Rating: Mature

CW: Sex Work, Miscommunication, Lying, Angst, mention of visiting a health clinic/being aware of sexually transmitted infections and HIV; mention of drinking
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Of the Living and the Dead – ghostofgatsby + ArcsArksandArches

“Oh there you are,” purrs Nano, twisting her fingers through Ross’s hair. “You’ve turned into quite the social butterfly, Smith. Two whole new friends in one year! No wonder you’ve been neglecting me.”
Smith’s mouth opens but no words come out. His eyes track back and forth, from Nano’s rage-filled smirk to Ross’s dawning realization of who Smith is, who he must be.
“Clearly two new friends is at least one too many,” Nano coos, drawing Ross’s head back against her thigh. “I don’t blame you for Trott. He’s got tricks, that one. I should’ve warned you, protected you. But this one-” She jerks Ross by the hair, hard enough to bring him up to his knees with a cry of pain. “This one is entirely your fault.”

(a chatfic collab with ArcsArksandArches. find the original headcanon post here.)

Rating: Mature

CW/Tags: (Psychological) Manipulation, Low Self Esteem, Self Loathing, Kidnapping, Hopelessness, Blood, Blood Drinking, Biting, dark, twisted morals, vampires keeping humans as pets, slightly kinky leanings, coerced obedience?, Violence, Injury, implied blood magic; mention of scars, drinking, amateur stitches, slight body horror?, implied murder/death, fighting.
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A Wedding, A Divorce, & A Funeral AU

Random headcanons/AUs that won’t get fics anytime soon. If anyone wants to add on/chime in/create something, feel free.

cw: parental death, death, grief/loss, drinking, (past) relationship issues/breakup
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First a wedding. Then a divorce. Now, a funeral.
After Smith’s best friend got married, Smith eloped with the girl he’d been seeing at the time and moved out West, just to forget about being in love with Trott since they were kids.
But, it didn’t work out. Both his marriage, and the forgetting part. He spends time from job to job as a listless bachelor, not really satisfied but not really knowing what to do with his life.
Then he gets a phone call- Smith’s only parent dies, and he’s left with an empty house to himself back in his hometown. Filled with regret and wanting to make up for all his years doing nothing worthwhile, he moves back home.
And who would show up at the funeral viewing but his former best friend Trott and his husband Ross.

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BDSM Magician AU

Random headcanons/AUs that won’t get fics anytime soon. If anyone wants to add on/chime in/create something, feel free.

Trott is a renowned magician and stage performer, a hypnotist who works with his partner and assistant, Ross, to bedazzle and amuse their audience.
Smith sees a show one night and becomes, well, close to obsessed. He sneaks backstage just as Trott and Ross are packing up their things.
“I want to join you,” he says. “I want you to hypnotize me like you did to Ross on stage tonight.”

cw: magicians and stage shows, bdsm, mentions of knives/fire/bondage/wax play/drinking, hypnotism, piercings/needles?
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Footloose, Except BDSM Instead Of Dancing, AU

Random headcanons/AUs that won’t get fics anytime soon. If anyone wants to add on/chime in/create something, feel free.

Smith moves post high school graduation, escaping from the bustle and stress of his life in the city to go to community college in a tiny Midwest town. It’s nice- nobody to tell him what to do, or where to go- and he likes having the independence and security that comes from a tightly knit community. Problem is, no one talks about their status here- no one talks about BDSM. It’s exactly the opposite of his city lifestyle- being loudly out and talkative about the things he does behind closed doors- and the decisions he makes while he’s living there throws the narrow-minded town into turmoil.

cw: xenophobia, discrimination, bullying, beating, fighting. mentions of kink, bruises.
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certamina inter nos – ghostofgatsby

Smith steps past the gated entrance and tugs at his hair under his hat, trying to will away the stress as he paces. Trott could have gotten hurt- but he was fine. It could have been worse, but it wasn’t. Ross had wanted Smith to help him make a protection charm, but Trott didn’t want Smith’s help. Why? Because he thought Smith thought less of him? Smith only hesitated because he wasn’t sure his magic would work to produce the intended effect. It had nothing to do with Trott’s magic and lack of religion- Trott should have known that.
Smith expected- not that things were going to be easy, because they never were- but he expected things to be easier.
And yet the people he trusted the most still had doubts in him. His own doubts bled into theirs, and communication issues just fucked it all up.

Rating: Mature

CW: Religion, communication issues, arguments, insecurity, Anxiety, implied past familial death/parental death/mentions of loss; mentions of illness/hospitals
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