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Up To Something – ghostofgatsby

Smith was folding and sorting laundry on the couch when the doorbell rang.
Trott perked up excitedly, shifting where he sat beside Smith.
“Stay, Trott,” Smith reminded him as he stood up and left the room to answer the door. “Good boy.”
Ross was coming over today. Trott and Smith had asked Ross if he’d be interested hanging out while Trott was in puppy mode, and it was a little daunting, introducing someone to Trott’s whole puppy persona. But Trott couldn’t be worried- because Ross coming over only meant company, and dogs loved company.
This afternoon, all Trott had to do was be his best pup self.

Rating: Mature

Tags: Gentle BDSM, Non-Sexual Intimacy/Kink, Puppy Play

CW: nothing I can think of?
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breaking the chains – ghostofgatsby

The line shortened quickly, and Ross swiftly moved up to the front. He fiddled with the laminated backstage pass on the lanyard around his neck, trying to remember what it was he was going to say, suddenly overwhelmed with a burst of nerves. He’d never been able to meet Smith directly like this before, even though he’d been a fan for a long time.
“Hello,” Smith said simply. His blue eyes met Ross’, and he smiled.
Fuck, this was actually happening. Shit.

Rating: Mature

CW: language? nothing I can think of. mention of smoke.
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hair betrothal AU

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

I saw some art and then thought up another royalty arranged marriage AU that has to do with hair braiding and hair cutting and fancy scissors and kingdoms trying to prevent more war. And then of course that means slow burn complicated relationship feels.

I started writing this as Character A/B/C-fill-in-the-blank style and then changed my mind, so sorry if this reads weird because of that.

cw: war, death, uhh hair cutting/scissors, murder, arranged marriage of convenience

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the wild things we are – ghostofgatsby

Breaking through the sound of the speakers blasting new wave and hawkers advertising carnival games came the revving of motorcycles.
Trott craned his head towards the noise, watching the shop browsers clear fast as two bikers peeled up the path. Dressed in black leather jackets, tight jeans, and metal band t-shirts, the familiar duo was distinctly different from the neon, tropical tourists surrounding the area. Smith and Ross were enigmatic and entertaining, and accepted Trott into their fold easier than anyone before ever had.
They were the only thing about Santa Carla that made it interesting- two damn attractive vampires.

Rating: Mature

CW: blood, biting/sexual wrist/neck biting. blood drinking, ritualistic-ness
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Repo!Hats AU Chats – ghostofgatsby + CookiesAndKatanas

“I can give you something to ease the withdrawals, Smith.” Sips informs him, taking a seat behind his desk. “You’re one of the best Repo men I have now.” He smiles and swirls his drink. “If you need something…you only need to ask.”
Smith shakily sits down across from him. “You’d- you’d do that for me?” Once again he isn’t sure if he’s earned his place, with all that Sipsco has given him.
“Course I would.” Sips smirks darkly. “I take care of my own, Smith. It’s the least I can do.”

Smith was never one for the aimless chatter in the locker room after a shift, but now he doesn’t even startle like he’s snapped out of a daze when he’s addressed. He mumbles and seems half asleep during and after a shift. He used to be the one to drive them all back but soon Trott takes over that, and Smith doesn’t even seem to care.
Ross and Trott, kept awake at night by Smith’s later restlessness, start wondering what exactly’s going on behind the curtain at Sipsco. “Sips didn’t get to where he is with a heart of gold…”

(a chatfic collab with CookiesandKatanas)

Rating: Mature

CW/Tags: murder/death/knives/killing; abuse and manipulation; twisted morals; violence; drug use/addiction/drinking; arguing. dubious.
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Service – ghostofgatsby

Smith pushes himself up off his knees, the cold making his joints ache in the slightest hint of age, and wipes his mouth with the hand that isn’t holding crumpled banknotes. He rubs the soreness from his legs from kneeling for so long. The stable master of the house disappears further down the alleyway, ducking around the corner and out of sight. Smith stumbles back inside the manor house on chilled feet, and in the dim candlelight, he almost misses the figure waiting for him.
At finding one of his servants outside after-hours, Lord Trott grabs Smith’s forearm, tugging him out into the hallway and inside the routinely stocked pantries of the Trott Estate House. “Smith, where have you been?

Rating: Mature

CW:  unprotected sex, Trott calls Smith a slag once?, mention of lords being physically rough with servants, dubious because position of power/authority, sex work, blow jobs
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Hatsounds college project AU

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

Prompt: we’re in a group research project together, and somehow we all ended up in a polyamorous relationship. Maybe it was fate, if fate deals in species of bread mold.

This was on my phone, last edited on Feb. 2, 2016. The science lab project is based on a true story- everything else is fabrication. My lab partners and I were not as fab/attractive/compatible as the Hats and Kim.

cw: biology babble. other?  science subject bashing.


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