The Irresistible Urge to Fall for Your Enemy (Dearly Beloathed, #1)

by Brigitte Knightley

He hit her with a grin (devilish) and a wink (suggestive).

OOF this screams fanfic

After much unclipping, unbelting, and unstrapping, he removed the following inventory from his person: twelve throwing knives, his blaecblade, two backswords, one amputator, and, finally, a dozen syringes and vials containing substances as nasty as they were illegal.

My favorite ridiculous fanfic trope

Fairhrim read Mrs. Parson’s note with a raised eyebrow. “Nether Wallop?” “Ooh,” said Osric. “My favourite game: is it a place or is it a kink?”

two dozen turds squeezed into the Bunghole.

stawwwwwwp