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    Wyll has met vampire spawn before, all of them monstrous, but he's always liked to think there were good spawn out there somewhere not engaging in mass murder, that maybe monster hunters didn't see good monsters because good monsters weren't the ones out killing people.

    Wyll hopes Astarion will be one of the different ones.

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    Wyll is half asleep when he clambers out of his tent for a quick midnight piss. He stumbles only a little into the treeline, cussing at the branches now getting tangled in his new horns, to find a suitably out of the way but not far off tree, with bushes to offer some level of coverage and privacy. He shuts his eyes with a sigh, untying his breeches and pulling his cock out and–

    Oh. Oh, that feels strange.

    He blinks his eyes open, raising his free hand to rub the sleep out.

    There are spikes and ridges on his cock.

    Spikes. And ridges.

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    Written for Wyll Week Day 1: body changes

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    “Bat Astarion,” said Minsc slowly to himself. “Batstarion?”

    A hush went over the room.

    “Oh no,” Astarion chittered. “No. This is not a thing. I refuse to allow this to spiral even more out of control than normal. You’re all a bunch of weirdos having so much fun at my expense--”

    “Batstarion,” echoed Shadowheart. “You know, it has a certain ring to it.”

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    A polymorph spell turns Astarion into a bat. The gang comes together to handle it.

     

    That's it. That's the fic.

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    Malevola honestly expected this to be a prank, or kids fucking around, or fucking Red Ring. Nothing that should warrant both of them taking their time out of a Saturday night trespassing condemned buildings and generally violating the terms of Victor's parole.
    What she doesn't expect is an honest bonafide ghost. The ghost of a guy maybe around her age, with a black mask over his head and a lightly armored supersuit-- the back completely scorched away, and Mecha Man's fucking symbol on his chest.
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    Z-Team gets rallied around Robert in a much different way, because someone has already killed Mecha Man Blue.
    And someone else is trying to cover it up.

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    Sam found him cursing around his finger in his mouth and feathers in hand, both looking all the bit confused at one another. “What’d you do?” Dean waved the bloodstained feather in his direction, still sucking the blood from the wound. “…Please tell me you hurt yourself on something else.”

    Hello, bloody feather here.” He pressed his finger to his pant leg to slow the bleeding, staining the fabric at his knee. “Does it look like I didn't touch it?”

     Or, where Dean succumbs to an unexpected curse and grows wings. Castiel helps.

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