One sunny afternoon, Sufjan Stevens was going for a stroll through the woods. He walked along, whistling part of a symphonic exploration of the Mariana Trench that he had just made up five minutes ago, when suddenly he heard a buzzing of wings above him. "Oh, no!" he cried, "it's the Predatory Wasp!" He started to run, and just then-- he stopped.
Genre: Indie/Undead
Rating: PG-13
Warnings/Synopsis: Rape/Non-Con, Violence/Torture, Mpreg( Read more...Collapse )
Rating: PG-13
Warnings/Synopsis: Rape/Non-Con, Violence/Torture, Mpreg( Read more...Collapse )
"Archiekins," Veronica Lodge cooed.
Archie Andrews averted his attention from throwing his school books in
his jalopy to the stunning rich vixen.
"Hey Ronnie," he greeted good naturedly.
She smiled sweetly, "Archie, you are going to join me this weekend
at my father's ski lodge?"
"Golly Ronnie," he beamed. "I haven't thought of anything else but."( Read more...Collapse )
Hugh Jackman wasn't actually good in sneaking or hiding. As a kid, he had always been the one who was found first in 'Hide and Seek'. Probably a big reason why he hated the game. But when his best friend, Sufjan Stevens, had told him to sneak away from the press and into the garden, he had to know what his old friend was up to. The garden was big, as far as Hugh could see there were trees and a wonderful pool filled a large area of the garden. He shrugged; he knew that Sufjan Stevens was crazy about water, and after all, this was Sufjan Stevens’ house.
If there was anything more annoying than coming in on the middle of a conversation, it was walking in on the middle of a fight. The turbolift opened to show Sufjan Stevens’s emotionless but satisfied expression, and McCoy, red faced and yelling.
“Green blooded, hermaphroditic son of a b…” He cut off his last word to see who had grabbed his shoulder, only then noticing the crowd in the hallway. Kirk released his friend and asked in a disapproving tone of command.
“Gentlemen, do you think my only duty is to break up fights between you?” Deadpanned, naturally, Sufjan Stevens replied.
“Green blooded, hermaphroditic son of a b…” He cut off his last word to see who had grabbed his shoulder, only then noticing the crowd in the hallway. Kirk released his friend and asked in a disapproving tone of command.
“Gentlemen, do you think my only duty is to break up fights between you?” Deadpanned, naturally, Sufjan Stevens replied.
"Harry, you got to hear this one," Ron Weasley said.
Harry Potter looked over at his friend. Ron's red hair glowing
like always when he was looking at pictures of sexy boys. From the look of
his erect cock it had to be someone special.
"What?"
"We've got another celebrity fan. Sufjan Stevens has dumped the
Pokemon gang for us. And by the look of the new pics he's really grown."
Harry Potter looked over at his friend. Ron's red hair glowing
like always when he was looking at pictures of sexy boys. From the look of
his erect cock it had to be someone special.
"What?"
"We've got another celebrity fan. Sufjan Stevens has dumped the
Pokemon gang for us. And by the look of the new pics he's really grown."


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