15 Works by dearestblake
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i am a good boy and i will swallow it all by dearestblake
Fandoms: Motionless in White (Band)
18 Dec 2025
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Vinny's his problem, alright? He’s decided today’s the day to do away with his jeans and cargo pants in favour of the world’s tiniest pair of booty shorts. A skimpy red thing with white trim, short enough to give the shorts of the 70s a run for their money.
Justin groans to himself, watching from where he’s sitting in the dirt, propped up against the relative coolness of the bus’ metal exterior. He sips his bottle of water diligently and totally doesn’t watch Vinny trot back out of the bus, the full length of his hairy legs on display. He doesn’t look when Vinny throws himself down into one of their fold out camping chairs, slumping down till he’s comfortable, legs spreading indecently wide. He doesn't stare at the bulge in those tiny red shorts, nope not at all.
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He smells like cigarettes and sweat and hairspray and tiny shitty tour van. If Vinny was the one sucking on fingers, his'd taste like nasty old bass strings, and if he kissed him hard enough he’d taste like whatever shitty gas station energy drink he’d managed to get his hands on. Vinny thinks it’s heaven.
Freshly-joined-Motionless Ricky gets surprise time traveled to his own future. Vinny thinks he's fucking hot.
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Vinny wiggles a little, getting comfortable in Ryan’s arms, not even thinking about how his ass is rubbing against Ryan’s dick, teasing. He sighs, content. “Daddy, kitten’s really fucking tired right now.”
It’s a joke. It’s a joke he’s made a hundred times before, run it into the ground this tour, but Ryan’s already chubbing up and this time it goes straight to his dick like never before. Maybe their cuddling position on the couch is crossing a few wires, maybe he’s been electing to ignore a few things. Either way, his dick is hard, and Vinny’s hot little body is resting right over it.
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It’s not Wednesday’s first time being drunk, alright? It’s just that he’s never been this shit-faced wasted before. Fuck, maybe he’d never actually been drunk before actually, just a little tipsy. This is something else, he feels stupid and lose lipped, and Joey being right there doesn't help either.
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“You’re gonna have to paint this,” Joey murmurs. The touch of his thumbs so gently on the tops of his cheeks is sweet, Sid can’t bring himself to mind it. It’s less sweet and very forward, however, when Joey’s stubby fingers move from his eye-holes to the mouth-hole of the mask, pushing past Sid’s lips into his mouth.
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There’s a twitch to Joey’s cold exterior, the side of his mouth pulling up for a moment, but then it’s gone again. “Whore.” He says, disdainfully, setting a booted foot down against Sid’s cheek, mushing his face into the carpet.
Sid’s nerve endings sing like angels.
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Robots, machines, tech stuff has always been a thing for him since he was a kid watching Transformers. Metal, plastic, wires, electricity, all the bits n pieces moving together. Feeling the cool insides of something as he sticks his fingers in the slot a VHS tape is meant to go in. Not to mention getting any kind of response when he turned knobs or clicked buttons, watching the needle of a dial waiver. It gets Sid going.
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i love myself cause i can love me right by dearestblake
Fandoms: Murderdolls (Band), Vimic (Band)
23 Sep 2025
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There’s no point philosophising on why Joe’s younger self is here, in Joe’s current time. Joe’s not high, and he’s only one weakass beer into his moping-alone-at-the-bar evening like every other fucking Thursday. He knows he’s not seeing things, he knows that fucking forehead and he knows that dress. Hell, no-one shaves their eyebrows off anymore either. There’s no-one else he could be.
What harm can it really do to fuck his younger self anyway? He’s done worse. Joe’s tired, and he knows Joey’s easy.
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he was a teenage zombie by dearestblake
Fandoms: Murderdolls (Band), Frankenstein Drag Queens From Planet 13 (Band)
11 Sep 2025
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It’s not odd for the entrance to backstage to have girls hanging around it like flies over a corpse, even in a shithole like this. But this girl isn’t looking down the hall, nervously waiting to be noticed. She’s kicking the grimy floor absent-mindedly with her platforms, gently headbanging along to whatever trash the DJ had decided was good and sipping her drink. It’s like she’s not even waiting for the band and that’s just a nice spot to stand, and Wednesday feels offended, quite frankly.
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tell me you trust me and kiss me and hug me by dearestblake
Fandoms: Gladiator II (2024), Gladiator (Movies - Scott)
29 Dec 2024
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“Even when I break things my father does not pay me any attention.”
“You deserve attention though.” Caracalla can and will blame the wine for him saying that. Once it’s out though, he just keeps talking. “I’m paying attention. Have been. Paying attention that is.” He reaches out and plays with the gold trim at the neckline of Commodus’ tunic. “You’re so stately. And handsome. And charming. Your father should be grateful for such a good heir.”
He could keep going, but Commodus whines high in his throat and steps forward pressing his face to Caracalla’s neck where it joins to his chest. Commodus’ stubble pricks at him as he nuzzles in.
It’s so quiet when he speaks that Caracalla nearly doesn’t hear it. “Please.”
AKA i needed my favorite pathetic guys to fuck.
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“Insolent slave.” He may as well carry on with Caracalla’s little dream of being a gladiator. If he wants the glory of the arena, he should have to take everything else that comes with it. “You dare defy your Emperor’s verdict? Who are you to go against one of my few mercies?” Each question came with another tug at Caracalla’s hair, who closed his eyes, giggling with it.
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- Part 3 of why co-emperors if not for sex reasons
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“Oh, no. There’s a lot more fun to be had, dear brother.” Caracalla pressed his face against Geta’s chest, listening to his heart struggle for a moment, before resting his chin there and looking up at Geta’s face. “I can teach you a hundred different things, and soon enough Rome won’t have enough rooms for the amount of ladies and suitors begging for you to bed them for even just one night.”
The body in his arms shivers in anticipation, but Caracalla just keeps staring, waiting. Geta clears his throat but his voice still cracks when he speaks, “Yeah. Please, yes.”
AKA Caracalla teaches Geta how to kiss & it devolves a little
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- Part 1 of why co-emperors if not for sex reasons
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His deep eye makeup rims his big sad eyes as he’s looking up, presenting his face. “You do it for me.”
Geta’s hand wanders up to grip his older brother’s chin, and he raises an eyebrow.
The eyes that were just sad flash with sudden irritation as Caracalla spits out, “Please.”AKA Geta does Caracalla's makeup for him and they both get a little weird about it.
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- Part 2 of why co-emperors if not for sex reasons
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Caracalla’s eyes don’t leave the trail of blood that is now reaching his brother’s chin. “Would you be my slave if I let you go? Would you sit at my feet when I sit at my throne, the sole throne? Sit there and hold Dundas and let me pet you?”
He cocks his head and looks up into his brother’s eyes. “Please?” He mimics his quiet begging. Geta is silent under Caracalla’s hands.
AKA Caracalla kills his brother without Macrinus' help.
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- Part 4 of why co-emperors if not for sex reasons
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Usually I would be inclined to completely ignore how Blake straight up dies, but I was in a sad little mood and wrote this instead.
Schofield doesn't deal well with Blake's death, but makes it out of the war alive much to his own distaste. Just after he gives up things get a bit better.