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WIP Wednesday
I watched the movie and fell in love with Clifton and decided I needed to write a fic for him
It's has only been 12 hours since I've arrived at the mansion. I should have known something was up by the way the me were staring at me. When I was in the car and they were looking at me with hungry eyes and a wolfish grin. I just thought they were happy there were survivors. I was dead wrong.
My body is sore and tired from the hours of fucking. Im sure I'm pregnant if I'm not it would bea miracle. It would be funny if I'm infertile, their plans would be ruined but they would still fuck me, sadly. The door opens snapping me out of my thoughts and daydreams; It's Clifton. I look away and back down at the bed. "You here to fuck me again?" I ask, what else would be be here for? A conversation? Don't make me laugh.
The bed creaks and shifts to his weight. I clench my hands and mentally prepare myself. I can hear his clothes coming off slowly but surely. I look up to see him naked but still has his hat on. "You look stupid with just your hat on. What is it lucky or do you just care that much about a damn hat?" I say and stare into his eyes. He grins "You got a fucking mouth to ya" he grips my thigh harshly "How 'bout I put it to good use?" I grit my teeth and he smirks.
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I've been scribbling down something awful horny and unhinged for Krieg đź’•
Here’s a joke, you’re gonna love this!
Okay–two bandits stand alone in the desert, manning the front gates of their stupid gang’s large encampment. Masks, knee pads, full tac-gear–these guys probably don’t smell too great with that molten hole in the sky beating down on their backs.
A knot of tumbleweed blows by their guard post, carried by wind so hot it sears their skin, but that’s not the funny part yet.
One bandit turns to the other bandit, toying gloved hands across the butt of his battle-scarred rifle.
“Did you hear about that crazy guy who broke in here the other day?” he says.
The taller guard doesn’t even glance at him–as if the vacant skyline’s just so interesting–when, trust me, it’s not.
“Gonna have to be more specific than that,” the taller guard says. “Everyone here’s a crazy fuck.”
“I mean the crazy fuck that’s crazy enough to be called a crazy fuck around here.”
The tall guard exhales a breath clipped through his mask’s mouthpiece. “...Right. Go on, then–I'll bite."
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Everyone at UCincy! Be there or Be square!!!
Torn Light’s outta town, which fuckin’ sucks, but now we’ve got FEEL IT!
I think they’ve got a stage for live music too!
Clifton Suspension Bridge, Bristol. https://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/User:Gothick