#fills

[wiirocku]

Psalm 107:9 (NKJV) - For He satisfies the longing soul, And fills the hungry soul with goodness.

[alnstkinkmeme]

Ivantill, beating the fuck out of each other

Ivan and Till beating the living fuck out of one another homoerotically. Any or no particular dynamic fine, up to you. Boners okay

This prompt has received an art fill!

[promiseyouwillwrite]

A fix-it fic rec for "fix-it March"

@fellow-travelers-events

gold-skinned, eager baby

by @lispenard-street

It all starts with a postcard. A postcard, followed by late night phone calls; long evenings spent pacing the creaky floors of a newly-rented San Francisco apartment. More phone calls, more pacing. Tim picks up the postcard. He puts it down. He worries it between his fingers, then in the same breath vows to burn it and never think of it again.   Hawk calls, and Tim answers. A postcard turns into a plane ticket, which turns into a ten dollar bill, fare for a ferry ride.  It starts with a postcard. Everything else is on Tim. 

[dadfuckerfest]

From the Halls of Montezuma (1319 words) by hiraeth_desiderium Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Supernatural (TV 2005) Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Dean Winchester/John Winchester Characters: Dean Winchester, John Winchester, Lee Webb, Tlazōlteōtl (Aztec Religion & Lore) Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Stanford Era (Supernatural), Aftermath of a Case, Monster of the Week, References to Aztec Religion & Lore, Fuck Or Die, John's Journal, Dean Winchester is John's Good Little Soldier, Implied/Referenced Dubious Consent Summary: In the aftermath, John is reminded of his time in the military; how men would take out their needs with each other, how they’d justify following orders that wrecked their psyche, all using the same mantra: We did what we had to do. Well. He’d raised Dean as a soldier, after all.

[kptskinkmeme]

KPTS Prompt Fest: Day 2 Masterlist

Thanks for participating in Day 2 of the Kinnporsche Prompt Fest! Here's the fic that was posted yesterday: Trope #1: Magic/Monsters/Supernatural

Phoenix in the Deep Sea (2226 words) by StiftundPapier

Relationship: Porchay/Kim Additional Tags: Urban Fantasy, Mythical Beings & Creatures, Elemental Magic, Enemies to Lovers, Manipulation, Slow Burn, Music, Mystery Summary: All Chay ever wanted was to be able to sing. To follow his idol's footsteps and play for hundreds of people. But he had to be a phoenix without magic, a phoenix who could not sing. So when he comes to a cave that grants wishes, he seizes the chance. For his dreams. For WIK. He just doesn't know what his wish entails. And who - or what - his idol really is.

Trope #2: Body Worship/Praise Kink Popping Buttons (2354 words) by boysbeloving/@boysbeloving

Relationship: Porsche/Kinn Additional Tags: Belly Kink, Body Worship, No Beta, chubby Kinn

Today's tropes are

Time loop/time travel

BDSM (total power exchange, degradation, dom/sub, sadomasochism, CBT, impact play, rope play, etc)

Fake dating/engagement

Looking forward to seeing what you create for Day 3!

[bluebird-lake]

Real Drum Boys Know The Whole Point of Having a Drumset Is Doing Dogshit Fills The Whole Time

[heystellahere]

Feeling all girly in this frilly outfit!

[inbabylontheywept]

so once me and my wife were watching a documentary where a snake ate like a million eggs. that snake just went to fucking town on eggs. and the snake made the eggs look so good that i kept thinking about it, and thinking about it, and thinking about it, and eventually it was 11pm and i ran out of willpower and decided to eat one (1) singular raw egg just to prove to myself that the snake was surely a liar.

the snake was not a liar. texture is like, super important to me and raw eggs are very Texture so i had another one, and then another one, and then another one, and eventually i ran out of eggs.

i had like, fifteen raw eggs.

i didnt really know how to explain this momentary madness to my wife, so my Plan was to put all the eggshells into a grocey bag, and then throw that grocery bag in the dumpster, and if she never noticed that would be Excellent and if she noticed immediately i could lie and say that the eggs went bad.

except i cant lie very good, and of course with murphys law being such, i got salmonella.

so i threw up a lot and my wife asked me what poisoned me so and i tried very hard to dodge the question but i was oozing shame like oil from a room temperature cheese and eventaully i gave in and told her everything and to her enormous credit she was more flabbergasted than actually upset. she did make me promise to not eat any more raw eggs, which i have stuck to, and she gives me weird looks during nature documentaries now as if desire was the only thing keeping me from eating thousands of pounds of krill anyway i made a joke earlier about being able to eat my age in eggs and my sister in law in law made a drawing to comemorate the moment and also because it was my birthday. she's excellent. thank you 10000000% @cintailed. you should all visit her page and admire her work.

[alnstkinkmeme]

Mizisua, Siren/Mermaid AU, Monsterfucking

Mizi, a siren or mermaid, has long heard a beautiful voice out beyond the waves. The day she stops hearing it, she decides to investigate, and finds a woman crying on the beach. What better way to comfort her than with a song? (BIG bonus if Mizi’s voice has a love spell/magic/hypnotic effect on Sua—and or, if things get heated in the process and we have some mermaid sex hehe)

This prompt has been filled! An art fill—you can view it on poipiku

[promiseyouwillwrite]

A fix-it fic rec for "fix-it March"

@fellow-travelers-events

we'll be on the road like Jack Kerouac

by @jesterlesbian

He tried to think of what Tim would do or say. The man who had only spoken to his son a handful of times over one weekend in 1968, but had seemed to understand him far better than Hawk ever had. The business card felt like it was burning a hole in his pocket. An idea burst to life in Hawk’s mind. This was an emergency if he’d ever seen one. “What would you say to coming with me to San Francisco?”

Hawk and Jackson go on a cross-country road trip to San Francisco.

prompted by Anonymous

[dadfuckerfest]

Playing House (1213 words) by hiraeth_desiderium Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Supernatural (TV 2005) Rating: Mature Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Dean Winchester/John Winchester, John Winchester/Mary Winchester, Jessica Moore/Sam Winchester Characters: John Winchester, Dean Winchester Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Stanford Era (Supernatural), Domestic, Slight feminization, Pet Names, Lipstick & Lip Gloss, Shower Sex, Father/Son Incest, Bittersweet Summary: John watches Dean pantomime a domesticity they can’t yet have, and plays along through the heartache.

[violetreminder]

I hope the "What if Disco Elysium was about a witch finding her cat in the mountains" post never leaves the gaming discourse vernacular. It will never not be funny to me bc it's got all the Gamer Entitlement™ levels of CoD bros throwing hissy fits about "woke" shit but instead of being couched in far right reactionism it's the exact kind of "Kingdom of Conscience" style liberal outrage at anything with conviction and beliefs that DE waxed on about. Like even chuds who get mad that the game calls you out for being racist interact with the themes of DE better and understand them more than Cat Lady did.

[iapislazuli]

idk what traumatized or mentally ill person needs to hear this but dreams (especially the really disturbing ones you dont want to talk about to anybody) arent some deep peek into your psyche or a sign of your True Desires or whatever theyre quite literally your brain making fruit salad with whatever it can find on the shelf. just putting all that shit in a blender and hitting obliterate. its fine, youre fine, youre not a weirdo for it

[alnstkinkmeme]

Ivantill, nude photography, begging, optional shibari

Punk/alt musician Till and photographer Ivan who starts showing up to all of Till's shows. His pics start getting them more opportunities and the rest of the band is grateful but Till senses something off. His intuition proves correct when he finally confronts him and Ivan offers to pay him a lot of money to photograph him naked--artistically, of course. Till agrees but only on the condition that Ivan won’t be a creep And Ivan doesn't push him. He poses him without lingering, his comments are all complimentary but not creepy, and he pretends not to notice Till getting harder/more flushed as it goes on. Because he wants Till to have to beg 😈 Maybe some shibari for more of a BDSM component but not necessary

This prompt has been filled! A fic fill—you can read it on dreamwidth!

[promiseyouwillwrite]

For "fix-it March"

@fellow-travelers-events

...have a fix-it fic rec:

is it over now? by satelarry

this wasn’t a dream, he realized that, and he wasn’t going to sit back and watch as the love of his life disappeared yet again on him. Not when he knew the outcome of it. 

prompt: Time Travel fix-it - both Hawk and Tim end up back in 1968 with their memories by @ishipallthings