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June 9, 2024 | Dubcon: the Musical

๐“๐‘๐ˆ๐†๐†๐„๐‘ ๐–๐€๐‘๐๐ˆ๐๐† : ๐ƒ๐”๐๐‚๐Ž๐ ๐“๐‘๐ˆ๐†๐†๐„๐‘ ๐–๐€๐‘๐๐ˆ๐๐† : ๐’๐‹๐”๐“ - ๐’๐‡๐€๐Œ๐ˆ๐๐†   โ€œENOUGH!โ€ The acoustics arenโ€™t great, but my voice manages to reverberate. I grab your throat and slam you against the wall. That echoes, too. โ€œI have had it up to HERE with your fucking GAMES, CASTIEL!โ€ It comes out as a bellow of rage and despair ripping its way from my chest through my throat, passing through my lips, feral and guttural. You see my eyes flash with pain-fueled fury in the dim lighting. You glare back at me, your hands prying at my wrist. I squeeze your throat and press you harder against the wall. Your eyes are beginning to water and it makes meโ€ฆ Not ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜จ๐˜ณ๐˜บ . More frustrated. More desperate.   ๐˜ž๐˜ฉ๐˜บ ๐˜ช๐˜ด ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ซ๐˜ฐ๐˜บ ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ด ๐˜ฑ๐˜ฐ๐˜ช๐˜ด๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ ?   I silently beg of you not to make this about ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ณ pain. I will more than happily balm your wounds and soothe your ego, once Iโ€™m sure you ๐˜จ๐˜ฆ๐˜ต ๐˜ช๐˜ต .   My voice is s...

June 2, 2024 | Destiel the Rebus

  ๐–๐ž๐ฅ๐œ๐จ๐ฆ๐ž ๐ญ๐จ ๐ƒ๐ž๐ฌ๐ญ๐ข๐ž๐ฅ, ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐‘๐ž๐›๐ฎ๐ฌ. ๐“๐จ ๐ฌ๐š๐Ÿ๐ž๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐ฉ๐จ๐ฌ๐ญ ๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ฌ ๐จ๐ง ๐…๐š๐œ๐ž๐›๐จ๐จ๐ค, ๐ˆ ๐ก๐š๐ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ ๐จ ๐ก๐ž๐š๐ฏ๐ฒ ๐จ๐ง ๐ž๐ฆ๐จ๐ฃ๐ข. ๐“๐ก๐š๐ญ'๐ฌ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐œ๐จ๐ง๐ญ๐ž๐ง๐ญ ๐ฐ๐š๐ซ๐ง๐ข๐ง๐ . ๐€๐ง๐ ๐๐ฎ๐›๐œ๐จ๐ง. ๐ƒ๐จ๐ง'๐ญ ๐ฅ๐ข๐ค๐ž, ๐๐จ๐ง'๐ญ ๐ซ๐ž๐š๐. ๐“๐ก๐š๐ง๐ค๐ฌ ๐ญ๐จ Cass Inger ๐Ÿ๐จ๐ซ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ž๐ง๐œ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ๐š๐ ๐ž๐ฆ๐ž๐ง๐ญ ๐š๐ง๐ ๐ข๐ง๐ฌ๐ฉ๐ข๐ซ๐š๐ญ๐ข๐จ๐ง, ๐ข๐ฅ๐ฒ๐ฌ๐ฆ Our bond is different from anything Iโ€™ve ever known. I canโ€™t explain why. Iโ€™ve tried, but the words arenโ€™t right. They fall on deaf ears. I have to show you. I have to prove it. Thatโ€™s why, one night, you wake up tied to my ๐Ÿ›. The ropes are, miraculously, strong enough to hold you. I was considerate. I put sweat bands on your wrists and ankles before tying you to the ๐Ÿ›. At first, I only wanted to sleep next to you, to feel the warmth of you beside me. My head was rested against the bare skin of your chest. My hands explored your body experimentally. Not like yours is that much different, ...