Jen Bauchley

It’s funny. I come back here sometimes infrequently, and I’ll post or repost something, fully in the fandom mood. I think of the days spent writing and creating and sharing, when things were fun and funny. And then, there’s no interaction, no comments, or likes, or reposts…

#RoarDogs “Empty Threats” // 𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘤𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘥 𝘮𝘦 𝘢𝘨𝘢𝘪𝘯, 𝘥𝘳𝘶𝘯𝘬 𝘪𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘉𝘦𝘯𝘻, 𝘥𝘳𝘪𝘷𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘶𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘪𝘯𝘧𝘭𝘶𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘦… He shouldn’t have hung up like he did. He knew that now. But last night, he was a different man.

I know you didn’t know this but “I’m on Fire” by Bruce Springsteen is actually about Will Graham who owns a petrol & motor shop along a countryside road somewhere in Europe…

I know this sounds self-involved but humor me, I beg you. Do any of you, avid readers to light dabblers, have a line from my work that they remember and sometimes recite to themselves in predicaments unrelated to fic or fantasy? I know I have some from fics I’ve read.

@lemontreewords Tell me now…or else

@JBauchley I fear I would out myself as the most incorrigible Pervert if I answered this question honestly

He’s on Fire

From there, from that moment, Will’s sole intention becomes that young man, who he is, where he lives, and how soon he can touch and enter his body to claim the young man as his.

“The shadows were long, on those days…the days Will waited. Hannibal would be back, he knew, but not to that eternity, not to the place where crickets chirped and morning doves cooed. Will didn’t know, then, that Hannibal would never return to the place of small delight.”