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My attempt at the daily drabble prompts spanning July (set out by saucyJOthoughts on Tumblr).
Expect Jan-centric angsty Jance, with mental ill-health themes and a sprinkling of delight and whimsy.
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"Just let me lay my eggs in you," she said. "It'll be hot," she said. "Don't worry, obviously they're not fertilised," she said.
Spoiler alert: they were.
And now Jan is up the duff from a drunken hookup and the eggs growing inside him aren't even his - they belong to his one-night-stand and some random dude who fertilised her.
One-Night-Stand is a lying piece of shit. But Some Random Dude actually turns out to be a decent guy. And perfect baby-daddy material. Or, you know... abortion buddy material.
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Shikamaru is having a bad time.
The Land of Wind is too hot, there's sand everywhere, this Kazekage guy is creepy as hell, and he's stuck here for an entire week of political discussions as advisor to Lord Kakashi.
At least evening entertainment is provided in the form of booze, gambling, and women. What could possibly go wrong?
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Love that is Graceful and Green as a Stem by star_fragment
Fandoms: どうぶつの森 | Animal Crossing Series
03 Jul 2026
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At sixteen, Flick and C.J. are finding more opportunities to explore the world and to be alone together. But growing up is hard, and Flick can't imagine his future; in the present he's having a difficult time at school and is fighting a lot with his dad, and he’s struggling with his identity and his purpose. Spending time with C.J.—and planning a three day camping trip over the summer, just the two of them—is a welcome distraction from all that, but what Flick doesn’t anticipate is that over time he would start to see C.J. in a new light. A companion piece to my story “Oasis.”
Title is a lyric from the Leonard Cohen song “Sisters of Mercy.”
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17 Jun 2026
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5/6
Flick turned to give him a cautious smile, but when he caught C.J.'s expression he felt the same strange fluttery feeling in his chest that he'd felt at other times tonight, and he looked away again. After a moment, he said, “You're right. Camping will be good. Getting away from everything else.”
“Just the two of us,” C.J. murmured.
Flick inexplicably felt his body heat rise, but he said, “Yeah. Just the two of us.”
They stopped by the side of the truck and gave one last look up at the sky before driving home. A shooting star streaked across the sky, and C.J. grabbed Flick's arm and said, “Another one! You make a wish this time.”
Flick watched the star but his mind went blank; he didn't know what to wish for because he didn't know what he wanted.
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The Fake Boyfriend Project by dreams_that_escape_me
Fandoms: どうぶつの森 | Animal Crossing Series
12 Dec 2025
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C.J. is working in the social media department for Nook Inc. when he's offered a big promotion doing fishing events and outreach for the company instead. But his boss is somehow under the impression that he has a same-sex partner and C.J. feels compelled to maintain that illusion at least until he's settled into his new job, so he recruits his friend and neighbor Flick to pose as his boyfriend. But the situation gets out of hand, and after a while the fake dating set up starts to feel less and less fake.
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17 Nov 2025
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That actually is a nice picture. Could I, um...” He laughed shyly. “C-could I use that as my Grindr profile pic?”
C.J.'s excitement deflated a little, but he kept his face neutral as he sent the photo to Flick. He teased, “A little rude that we're on a date and you're updating your Grindr, but okay.”
“It's a fake date,” Flick said. “And the night is still young.”
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Cameron Cope works as a stripper and escort, owned by King, the man who once saved his life. The club is both his cage and sanctuary. When special agent Liam Sullivan begins investigating King's empire of drugs and human trafficking, Cameron's world starts to crack.
Loyalty, survival, and desire collide in a story about what freedom costs when someone else owns your name.Bookmarked by softwetmoss
26 Oct 2025
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7/?
I make it look effortless. Smile. Tilt my head. Run my hand slow down my chest, like I’m savoring the touch. I’ve practiced that gesture so many times it’s muscle memory now, the illusion of want.
They think I love this.
And maybe a part of me does. The rush. The heat. The control that comes from knowing the room moves to your rhythm. But the truth? It’s not love. It’s survival.
Because I owe everything I am to King, the man upstairs with the ice in his eyes and the smile that could break glass. The one who owns the club, the rooms, the boys. The one who says he saved us.
And maybe he did.
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“Good,” Sullivan’s grip relaxes slightly. Cam feels like he can finally breathe; he tries not to feel any type of way at the praise. Fails spectacularly. “Now. Do you like men, recruit?”
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yet another dumpster scene ficBookmarked by softwetmoss
04 Nov 2025
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“I said,” Sullivan raises his voice. Grinds a little harder, stroking his own cock in his hand. “Whose dick is this?"
Cam grinds harder, too, fully humping his boot now. Loudly, he repeats: “Yours, sir!”
Sullivan slows his foot, then, and his hand. Both creeping to a snail’s pace as his eyes bore into Cam’s. He leans a little closer, voice quieting. “Whose dick is this?”
Cam just barely rolls his hips, meeting the moment. He speaks with the same hushed reverence when he replies: “Yours, sir.”
Sullivan’s eyes flash. Without warning, he digs in the heel of his boot. “Prove it.”
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He says, because it’s K he can’t resist the urge to be an ass. “Thought you’d be chained to Dick’s bed by this point.”
“Christ, K, you’re obsessed with that dog shit.”
He shrugs it off. “It’s fitting. He’s got you on a leash.”
“Is that what you want?” Ronan demands, now he’s playing with fire. On an ordinary day he could brush it off as an accidental innuendo. “To put me on a leash? Keep me at your feet.”
K swallows. “Yeah.” He breathes. “At least I’d let you out to have fun.”
“Who says Gansey doesn’t?” It’s a wicked thing to invoke.
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Ronan doesn't know who he is but he knows who he's not and he finds the answer in K.
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17 Oct 2025
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He takes a drag and then another. “Pass it over man. Don’t be a bitch.” K says.
He’s taking Parrish to DC, Noah’s voice says. Why is Ronan so easy to always fucking abandon?
He takes another drag, deep filling his lungs, and holds it in his mouth. He dares K to come get it.