3 Works by softlycontinuing
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Ian Gallagher was sure of a lot of things:
One, men wanted him. They wanted to be pressed beneath him, to feed him free drugs, and to buy him nice things. They wanted to take him home, have him lick ecstasy off their bodies, and maybe even share breakfast the next morning.
Two, he enjoyed being seen— watched from afar. He loved when desire felt like being hunted, when the thrill of playing prey under vivid club lights made his skin buzz. Sometimes the chase was more intoxicating than the act itself: the locked eye contact across the bar, the deliberate sway of his hips.
Three, the one thing he was most sure of in this moment was that Ian Gallagher was rolling fucking balls. The molly he’d snorted in the bathroom had hit him hard, leaving his jaw clenched and his eyes threatening to roll back into his head.
AKA: Ian Gallagher finds himself reconnecting with a man he never thought he’d fall for-except now, he’s most popularly known as @MICKNSFW on Twitter, an up-and-coming adult entertainer.
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There ain’t language for the things i’ve seen (truth is stranger than my own worst dreams) by softlycontinuing
Fandoms: Baldur's Gate (Video Games)
06 Jan 2024
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The forest around you had suddenly become electric, and lively in a way you’d never experienced. You basked in Halsin’s aroma. He smelled sweet and earthy, like the forest after heavy rainfall. He was the forest, personified. You were sure of it.
You needed him inside of you— needed him impossibly closer. The weight of his body pinning you down made you feel whole. The earth danced around you. The sky, and stars hummed loudly in your ears.
(Aka random one shots and drabbles in which I indulge in my love for Hasin, Astarion, and Shadowheart.)
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Ian could feel his presence again. He could feel him tracing the curve of his spine, the pads of his fingers ghosting over each vertebral column that lay beneath his skin. He let out a shaky breath and attempted to curl into the touch on instinct, Ian knew the feeling would dissolve into nothingness in a matter of seconds, it always did.
Incubus!Mickey au
Series
- Part 1 of The Mark Of The Beast