Necrowormz
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dr. clef and dr. bright go to olive garden by Necrowormz, Nekomicide (angelraped)
Fandoms: SCP Foundation
15 Oct 2023
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Tori ♡ —
"please can we have a dinner date at the virtual olive GATSKD YOHAN
WE NEED TO
WRITE"Vince —
"to
write
OLIVE GARDEN!??
NO"Tori ♡ —
"scp olive garden caramelldansen
come on"Vince —
"NOO
NO"Tori ♡ —
"YES
YEA"
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you know that one infamous jojo fanfic called gyro and johnny go to olive garden we just changed the names thats it. like the milk fic. -
football comes over for a nice dinner and nothing bad ever happens! Ever. by 8Vriskers (orphan_account), Necrowormz
Fandoms: No Fandom
14 Jun 2022
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This is a cute little story about our friend eating a wholesome dinner with us at our Duplex!!!!!!!!
this is old and the names associated have been changed
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Tenna’s screen came on in a flash and a soft pop. For a moment, he lay there, stunned as the sensations and lingering heat began to fade bit by bit. The pressure of his bed at his back was real, as were the soft sheets covering him. He stared up at his ceiling and the glow stars he’d stuck on there ages ago.
It was a dream.
Thank god… Tenna sighed in relief, before it began to give way to a sinking realization and a burning shame. Oh god, I just had a wet dream about one of my employees.
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The night after a long show, Tenna ends up having an interesting dream about an employee. He doesn't how to feel about this. -
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Edge is visiting the castle while Red is spending time with Dust. Killer is bored and suggests they spend time getting their rocks off together.
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- Part 1 of Kinktober 2025
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Sans was disgusting.
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So, that's where he's at. He sits in his cramped office, he stares at Spamton’s face, his fingers itch for a cigarette, and then his fingers itch for another because his business partner has made Tenna’s head his home.
Feeling the smoke exhale through his vent, Tenna plays with said novelty keyring. Ugh. He flicks it away, watching it skirt before coming to a quick stop as it meets with a pile. His whole desk is covered in them, miniature versions of the two of them riding in a car together staring up at him distastefully. If he wasn’t looking carefully, he might even think they were multiplying by the second. He remembers that photoshoot well – same as he remembers the argument they'd had right before, the argument they'd had during it, the argument over who stands where, and 'Ant, get your [paws] off the paint job’. Of course, before they could drop the rental off at the dealership, they'd humped wordlessly and desperately in the driver’s seat, as if they'd used up their daily character limit on all the bickering done prior.
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- Part 2 of tabloid's wet dream