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found it!

John Price eating you out every morning before heading to base, making sure to soak his mustache in your scent as thickly as possible, scrubbing his beard across your pussy to get it spread everywhere as you whine at the scrape of it across your clit. This way he doesn't go a minute without smelling you, tasting you on the back of his tongue, keeping you with him until he can go home and refresh his memory again.

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johnny trying to kiss price cause he can smell his pretty girl on his mouth its true i saw it happen

i was also there!!!

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One time I was cut off because I was dropping ice cubes trying to make my drink ☹️

Like damn I’m sorry the little tongs are slippery

i got cut off once because i hadn't eaten anything in between 3 drinks lmao.

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They gotta wear matching shirts or somethin

where are those "i come in peace" and "im peace" shirts at??? quicklyyyyyy

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just need reader to be out with some friends, bar hopping or something, and they notice that you've got a disconcerting shadow. they watch him with unease because he's terrifying. there's nothing soft about him, no warmth in the hard lines of his jaw, his features sharp and severe, as if cut from stone. he doesn't socialize, doesn't try to blend in. every table in the place is crowded with half-finished drinks, condensation pooling in rings on worn wood. except his.

he's blatantly out of place.

your friends exchange glances between whispered concerns. it's not just the way he looks at you— it's the way he looks at everything around you, jaw tightening when someone steps too close or too long. he even only ever moves when you do. if you're flitting toward the bar, he follows, never directly at your side but far enough to seem incidental. but it isn't.

their instincts scream when they realize that he didn't just happen to be in the same space as you; he's choosing to be. it rattles your friends, and they decide they've had enough. someone clears their throat, forcing a casual tone that does nothing to hide their anxiety.

"hey, uh. not to kill the buzz but that guy," they gesture with their head towards the threat—the one with heavy arms and a crooked nose, "he's been watching you since we got here. he's following you, i swear it."

you blink and instinctively turn, following their gesture, only to lay eyes on simon. and then you realize— oh. they don't know.

that's your boyfriend.

(telling him to act normal for once because the police were almost called only ends up with you getting pinned against the nearest wall and ate out until you're the one apologizing for the inconvenience of it all.)

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as promised some braid ghosties! (+ my first exploratory sketches of ghost in the first one ++ the last one a slightly updated version)

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“eau de pussy” when i say i choked 😭

and can he get the gift set, thank you.

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Guess I’ll have to go to Kyle for my stiff shoulders. At least he’s probably get the knots sorted out before absolutely ruining me.

mhm mhm mhm kyle has always had the magic touch— the kind that makes you relax and not brace for impact. he gets that there's an art to giving a massage, that it's meant to be for relief.

(ghost goes at your muscles like he's trying to flatten out pizza dough.)

the ending is non-negotiable, though.

not sorry.

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picturing soap going round sniffing his mates after valentines and patting them on the back or scolding them for not treating their girls right

LMFAO thanks i hate it. texting the guys on feb 15 at 12:05 am like come to work unshowered and dont change shirts. yknow, he makes it that much harder on himself cuz i know some of the boys would be happy to share.

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someone said price eats his girl out before work so he can have her smell on him or something, and that's so incredibly bold of him considering johnny mactavish exists.

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oh so im writing this ig :>

hey me thoughts about simon hitting on a stranger somewhere and it works except whenever she comes back out all disheveled and sticky soap thinks it's the perfect time to shoot his shot too (nothing sloppy about those seconds, honey) and ghost has to be like wait that's actually my wife

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Who else has this same?

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Happy Mothers Day Toni! 💐🐱🩷

ahh! thank you<3

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Do you think Simon is good at massaging my shoulders and back or are my problems going to get worse when he tries?

no. he grabs at your shoulders with a ferocity that doesn't ease knots but makes new ones instead. every single dig of his thumb feels like an attack, and then after 30 seconds your pants are coming off :/

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hey me thoughts about simon hitting on a stranger somewhere and it works except whenever she comes back out all disheveled and sticky soap thinks it's the perfect time to shoot his shot too (nothing sloppy about those seconds, honey) and ghost has to be like wait that's actually my wife

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ARGH I binged that whole webcomic and Ember practically IS Bub

https://www.tumblr.com/fieldexplores/761156245039300608/ember-makes-friends

sfw link

LMAO ember is!!!

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antidepressant dreams are crazy. Last night I had some kind of video game/visual novel dream where I went on some kind of demon tour which turned out pretty risqué if not actually sexual and at the end of the route my brain presented me with the option to go back to start and go on the shopping trip instead which my brain told me was the virgin option

thanks brain