#(ffff I'm leaving that wording)

[cod-dump]

ffff- your post where Ghost says "I swear you assigned him to me like he's a service dog or something" got me thinking about support werewolf Soap. Like supernatural creatures being able to get training as support workers to help more dangerous people and other supernatural creatures that might hurt regular service animals or if they live in an environment unsuited for them.

Wolf senses for things that service dogs can detect and the human ability to help in a more complex situation, offer support with words if needed, or shift if things go really wrong (or the person just needs to pet something to calm down).

Plus, with someone like Ghost, having a hulking wolfman able to wake him up from nightmares without worrying about hurting him (even if he goes for a knife) would probably cause him less stress than a normal service animal.

Ghost didn't notice at first what was happening. Sure, he's seen others with support lycan. Hell, his insurance covers getting one assigned to him! But Ghost never looked into it. He didn't think he needed it. Then he met Soap, a very friendly werewolf. He was a new addition to 141 and Ghost had skimmed over his file to learn that he was, in fact, a certified support lycan.

He had shrugged that off and continued on. So what if he was a certified support lycan, didn't effect him any... But then Soap started hanging around him more. Started checking up on him, making sure he had eaten or drank any water that day. Ghost started to get suspicious then. But he continued on, not wanting to assume anything. Soap was just nice and Ghost knows he was just being friendly with him.

Nothing else was going on.

Ghost remembered Soap started to hang around him more after he blew up on a couple recruits a week before Christmas leave. Price had pulled him to the side, telling him he couldn't take his emotions out on clueless recruits. Ghost didn't say much during the lecture and just quietly left once Price saw that he wasn't responding to anything that he was saying. Soap decided to start following him around not long after that incident. It took a week before Ghost got annoyed by the wolf's almost constant presence and demanded to know what he was doing.

"Why the fuck are you following me around, Sergeant? Don't you have better things to do?"

Soap just smiled warmly, "Is there something more important than spending time with my friend?"

"If you're wanting to hang out as friends then stop acting like I'm a patient!"

Soap held his hands up, "Sorry, LT. Hard habit to drop, sometimes..."

Ghost glared at him and stormed off... with Soap following him. He stopped again, Soap bumping into his back. He turns and glares at the wolf who avoids eye contact while backing up.

"Did Price put you up to this?"

"Hmm? Up to what?"

"This!" Ghost waves his hand through the air between them, "This patient, emotional support bullshit!"

"Noooo..."

Ghost groans loudly, "I don't need a support lycan!"

Soap blinks, "Then what about a support animal?"

Ghost shakes his head, "No, no support anything! I don't need it!"

Ghost storms off, pissed that Price would assign him a support lycan behind his back. He barged into Price's office, finding the man on the phone. He stared at Ghost, wide eyed, as Laswell was trying to talk to him about something.

"Hold on, Kate. Simon just busted down my door."

"Oh, is that what that was?"

Ghost growls, "When the fuck did you assign Sergeant MacTavish to be my support lycan!?"

Price stares, "I didn't?"

"Bullshit!"

"He didn't do anything, Simon. I did."

Ghost gawks, staring at the phone. Laswell continued to speak calmly.

"Simon, you have gone through a lot with no support. No human, supernatural, animal- Nothing. I figured you could use someone being there for you and MacTavish just so happens to be certified. He can keep up with you and handle himself on the battlefield. He's fits the bill perfectly."

Ghost was stunned, shocked that Laswell did this. Price was also shocked and apparently didn't know about this. Ghost moved his arms around, unsure what to say.

"Oh my god-"

"You did this without talking to me about it first?"

"Do you have something against it?"

"... No-"

"Then there's nothing to talk about."

Ghost finally finds his voice, "Don't I get a say in this!?"

"Simon-"

"Kate, I don't need someone up my ass all the time! I don't need support, I am perfectly fine!"

Ghost storms out before either Laswell or Price could say anything. He headed straight to his room and locked himself in. Pissed at the world, Ghost tears off his mask and sits on his bed, groaning. He didn't need a support lycan! He doesn't need a support anything! He's fine! He's fine...

He's perfectly fine.

[tsumikiwrites]

Love and Death

ʚ♡SMUT WARNING! ʚ♡disturbing content ʚ♡Noncon ʚ♡Syo x Byakuya ʚ♡blood is mentioned ʚ♡character death! ʚ♡Severe wounds

Note: this is my first time here so please don't expect much (⁠╯⁠︵⁠╰⁠,⁠)

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As Syo grabbed the pair of scissors she hid under the leather strap on her thigh, she couldn't help but smile.

It was a very deceiving smile, you'd almost think she meant no harm.

Her eyes were filled with a crazy lust, her body trembling at the mere thought of blood staining her precious blades.

"Oh god!" She practically purred. "You're so.. beautiful like this."

"The way you're shaking, quivering in fear..what a beautiful boy you are!"

Soft hands grab and pull at the chin of the man, forced to look into red eyes. He groans in pain- and if you wonder why; all it would take is a quick glance at his body. Bruised, slashed, wounded and scarred. She had definitely taken a masochistic approach to her bedtime fun.

Blonde hair framed the poor man's face in the moonlight, blue eyes that would usually hide all emotion- widened with fear. He wanted to speak, but he couldn't. The duct tape around his mouth would make sure of that.

He wanted to push her away. He couldn't do that either..

The duct tape around his wrists would make sure of that as well!

Syo could only describe it with one word.

"How exhilarating!"

"Mmm~ imagine the painful screams you'll make once this blade pierces your stomach!" The ultimate murderous fiend laughed, a laugh mixed with a lustful growl or a flirtatious hum.

"Fuck, you're SUCH a good boy..you're so pretty for me, y'know that? Kyahahaha!"

"You know what would make you even more breathtaking?"

Slowly, she bent down and pressed the blade against a tendon. The tendon of the heel, blood practically splattered everywhere.

"Oh dear, what a mess!"

The man shouted in immeasurable pain.

"Damn you!" Or something along that, which only came out to be "mmph! You ffff- bmmph!"

Duct tape really is strong! It was Syo's new favorite sex toy!

Syo then sat on his lap, this position was her favorite. She took the dagger and slashed it across his chest. Two times.

With an X now marked on his skin, the blonde haired man was losing incredible amounts of blood, barely able to keep his eyes open through the pain.

"Oh come on!" Syo whimpers and pleads "don't die on me, yet!"

"Nngh~" she took the handle of the dagger and pressed it against her panties- access made easy with the very torn skirt she wore.

"I-i haven't came yet! You can't die, hold out for me!"

She takes the dagger and stabs it into the other woman's thigh. He cried out again.

"Ssssh..there there, it's okay baby.." she whispered, caressing his cheek lovingly. "It'll all be over eventually.."

The progeny was bleeding out, and quick. Blood pools underneath the chair he now sits on. Syo lifts herself up enough to slide her black panties off, and does the prideful progeny the courtesy of ripping the tape off of his poor lips. He frantically gasps for air,one can only breathe so much through the nose.

"W.... why..are you doing this,?" he pleads.

"Mm? Because.." she then slides herself onto the handle of the dagger, the same dagger that was stabbed into his thigh, now protruding out of it. The handle enters her throbbing heat, causing her to gasp in pleasure. The progeny tilts his head back, looking to the left, to the right, anywhere but her.

"Ohh fuck!" The blonde moans. "This is what happens t-to..bad girls.."

"Bad men that try to leave me.. Try to hurt me. You really thought I'd let you leave me that easy? you really thought I'd accept rejection? Please...I was already planning 4 different ways to kill you."

"Fukawa loves you oh so much, she'd never hurt you.. but I'm not her."

This had tears streaming down his cheek, he was just barely hanging on. To die in such a way.. it was shameful. He couldn't bare the thought.

Syo bounced on the handle of the dagger, it enters in and out of her hole each time, eliciting a moan and whimper from her.

"Don't you dare die yet!" She'd beg.

"Please! J-just a moment longer! I'm so c-close! Please Togami~!"

"Mmph! Aah~!" Her movements sped up, and the closer she got, the more the progeny wished she would just die already.

With one last bounce on the slicked up handle, Syo cried out in a blissful moan

"Oh, fuck! Yes!" A hard wave hit her and she practically collapsed on top of him.

"Oh Togami, you still know how to make me feel amazing!"

He didn't move..

Nor did he respond.

Syo looked into his eyes. His lifeless, blue eyes.

[liminalpsych-in-teyvat]

I AM HAVING SO MANY FEELINGS ABOUT NEUVILLETTE RIGHT NOW.

*adds Neuvillette to collection of “characters with deep emotion but who express it in ways that more emotive people don’t perceive/understand” and so get accused of not caring… which is such a Relatable Mood*

Thanks to the first scene in The Truth, Lost With the Rain. The moment Navia said “ah… rain… it’s raining” I legit started tearing up. Ffff

Neuvillette: Ahem...

(The group begins to leave)

Neuvillette: ...Miss Navia, I can understand how you feel.

(Navia stops walking)

Neuvillette: Your father, Callas, was a truly exceptional man. We deeply regret his passing.

Navia: ...

Navia: And what are you trying to say, Monsieur Neuvillette?

Navia: Are you trying to console me? Extend your sympathy? Or just express some tendril of regret...

Navia: No... You are not trying to do any of that. I can hear it in your voice. There's no emotion behind your words — you only said those things because you felt like you should.

Neuvillette: ...

(Navia walks back to Neuvillette)

Navia: It's just like last time. After my father took his place in the Duelists' Ring, I pushed through the guards to talk to you as a last resort...

Navia: You even told me then that you thought there was something fishy with the case, yet you still allowed the duel to go ahead.

Navia: In your eyes, the value of a human life is nothing compared to those cold laws you hold so dear.

Navia: If you truly regret my father's death, then why didn't you call a stop to the duel!?

Navia: Why didn't you... give me the power to stop him from throwing his life away, why did you just let him die, despised and hated by all...

Navia: Everything was hanging on a thread at that moment... Just the tiniest effort could have changed everything.

Navia: There are still so many things I never got to tell him... So many questions he still owes me answers to...

Navia: If you really have no heart, then just look me in the eyes — I, Navia, will show you the true meaning of "regret"!

Neuvillette: ...

Neuvillette: ...I'm sorry, Miss Navia.

Navia: You and my father are truly alike. You'd keep all kinds of things in your heart, and never say a word to anyone.

Navia: It's not so much that you can't feel, but that you would never express anything.

Navia: Oh well... In any case, everyone already knows full well the apathy of the Chief Justice.

Navia: My apologies for taking my emotions out on you, Monsieur Chief Justice. Let's go, (Traveler) and Paimon.

(Outside the Palais)

Paimon: Navia... Are you okay?

Navia: I'm fine...

Navia: Ah... rain... It's raining.

Paimon: You're right... Wasn't it still sunny when we went into the building? And there shouldn't be any active trials today, how strange...

Navia: Now that I think of it... On the day my father was convicted of murder, it was also raining.

[rwhalzili-a]

@falsecrownd a réagi à votre billet

“ You need to have a Louis Vuitton coat or else you aren’t valid. ”

     “What in the name of the gods is that?” He’s good just wearing his cape, thanks.

[sinswithpleasure]

After School Activities

"Ah, ah, fuck, fuck, fuck!"

Karina's body rocks softly with every thrust you send in her. String after string of curses erupt from her open mouth, broken up by sharp moans and whines ever so often. She balances on one leg, supported by one of your arms around her slim, tight body. Her other leg is held up by your other arm, and you silence her curses into moans with a crash of your lips to hers. Your tongue swirls against hers in a show of passion. 

Both you and Karina are in various states of undress. Karina's skirt is bunched up around her waist, panties discarded long ago in her haste to get straight to sex with you. Her uniform top is pulled up above her chest, her bare breasts pressed against your chest. You have your uniform shirt undone, pants and boxers flung to some obscure corner of the classroom you're in. Neither of you could care less about where your different articles of clothing are—both of you're too busy enjoying sex with each other to care. 

"Oh fuck, you feel so good like that, fuck~!"

Slow thrust after slow thrust has your cock spearing deep into Karina's tight pussy over and over. Slick spills all over Karina's thighs and all over your cock, each entry into your partner reapplying a new coat of her arousal on your hard shaft every time.

"God, fuck, that pussy always feels so fucking good…"

You busy yourself with leaving marks on her neck. You know she hates having to work so hard cover them up, but ironically, she loves being marked just like that during sex. 

"That's right—gah, fuck!—you love this top tier pussy, mm? Nnn—agh!—No one can… can c—pffh—compare to me, right? You don't have to answer; I already kn—"

"You're fucking right, Karina. I love your pussy. I fucking love your pussy. I love touching it, I love eating it, and I love fucking it."

With the end of your sentence, you begin to speed up your thrusts. Slow and steady becomes fast and hard, and Karina's body jerks with every hard smack of your crotch against hers. Her volume increases as well, moans higher in pitch as you begin to fuck her just the way she likes. 

"Oh God oh God oh God, just like that, fuck me just like that! Agh—fuck!—fuck this top student pussy just like that! Ffff—ah!—Fuck me with that cock, make me… make me squirt all over you!"

No reply needed—actions speak louder than words anyway. You lift her leg even higher, and you keep your thrusts short, fast, hard. Another torrid kiss shared, and you grunt into the kiss just as she whines and moans with you. You can feel Karina get tighter and wetter at the sound of the loud wet claps of sex echoing around the empty classroom right now, and you know she's just thinking of how naughty both of you were—thee two top students of this school meeting up after classes for sex regularly to "de-stress" under the pretense of studying together. Little do all the students and teachets know about what truly goes on after school.

"Oh, fuck, I'm gonna cum, I'm cumming, I'm—ah!"

You pull yourself out of Karina and drop to your knees. Karina leans back against some tables, and with two fingers, you plunge deep into her tight cunt and begin fingerfucking her used pussy. 

"Oh, oh, fuck, fuck, fuckfuckfuckfuckFUCK!"

Karina squeals and bucks when squirt gushes out of her orgasming pussy, her body taken by the throes of peak sexual pleasure. You feel her pussy contract tightly around your fingers with every messy spray of squirt fucked straight out of her. Clear showers of Karina's juices rain all over the floor beneath her as it runs down the skin of your arm, down her legs, and gushes straight out with every buck. She makes a mess of the classroom with your help, and when you pull out of her, hand and arm drenched, Karina immediately falls to her knees in front of you after you stand up. Without any warning, she takes your cock in her hand, and she pumps it hard to push you closer and closer to your orgasm.

"Are you gonna cum, hmm? Gonna cover me in cum? Do it. Cum all over my pretty face. You know you want to."

"Shit, fuck, take it, take it all, fuck!"

With an increasingly loud growl, hot white semen bursts out of your cock all over Karina's divine features. Rope after rope of semen erupts all over Karina's open, waiting mouth, over her sharp nose, over her closed eyes. You paint the girl beneath you in a thick sheen of white semen—six, seven, eight shots of cum leaving her with your seed dripping down her face, her chin, on her uniform, some of it even clinging to her breasts. The last drops fall right into Karina's mouth—she wraps her lips around your tip and sucks it straight out of you before releasing you with a loud "Pop!".

Both of you pant in exhaustion while basking in the afterglow of the sex. You sink to the floor, cock pulsing while Karina scoops your cum off her face and eats it off her fingers as if it were a delicacy—slow, long licks of her digits, each swipe collecting every drop of cum on her skin, all while staring straight at you while she drinks you in, her bedroom eyes inviting you in for Round 2. 

"How about one more, dear? I have an asshole you haven't fucked…"

[batmaniskpopaf]

First of all I'm a big fan of your writing!!! Your SMUTs are to die for! I share them to all my friends and so i wanted to see if I can request something! A Jimin X reader SMUT like fluffy flirty beginning and then hardcore maybe some thigh riding and dirty talk n if you can include the rest of Bangtan in their like just being themselves, makes it seem real to me like guest appearance of Yoongi being sassy and stuff like that lol sorry I'm talking a lot, i was scared to ask 😶hopefully you can!

FIRST OF ALL, THANK YOU SO MUCH BBY GURL!! THAT MEANS SO MUCH TOME

SECONDLY, I AM SO SUPER SORRY THAT IT’S TAKEN ME SO LONG TO GETTO YOUR REQUEST…. BUT NONETHELESS I HOPE YOU LIKE IT!!!

I’M BACK AND BETTER THAN EVERBBYSSS!!!

PAIRING: jiminx y/n

GENRE: smut/slighthumor (bc what else do you expect)

WORD COUNT:1.2K

SUMMARY: it’s not often that Jimin and you are left alone in the Dorms… So, when the rare opportunity presents itself you’re quick to propose a little game…

A constant Pitter patter of rain isthe only sound reverberating throughout the room … your​Crumpled dress littersthe floor … Jimin is sat on his lazy boy chair with you on top of him… yourhands weave themselves in Jimin’s freshly dyed hair… his are caressing your bumand waist… as your tongues fight for dominance… they slowly make their way upyour back towards your bra clasp…. your hands travel from his hair to hisunbuttoned shirt and over the smooth skin of his abdomen…. Plush lips rapthemselves around your perk buds and you sigh grinding your clothed core ontohis denim clad thigh… the heavy fabric provides your heated center with muchneeded friction… small moans escape your lips with every small groove ofJimin’s expert thigh… “baby you can’t cum yet” he coos into your chest… hishead nuzzled between your perk mounds and his tender lips sucking on yoursmooth skin… “How about we play a little game?” you reply feeling brave…Jimin’s chocolate brown eyes bore into your own full of benevolent amusementand lust… “What do you have in mind?” … he quips with a swift click of histongue that resonate with the heated knot in the pit of my stomach… he’steasing you conclude… well two can play at that game… you arch my back pressingmy chest closer to his face… before shimming off his lap and settling yourselfbetween his legs… you run your hands across his strong thighs drawing patternswith your wetness that’s collected on the denim and inching your way to thesilver button and popping him open Jimin rises slowly; trying to maintain somemeans of control… you smile to yourself… “How about you strip for me and we seewho can cum first?” you reply coquettishly… Jimin releases an almostexasperated laugh… his member hardening with every leisurely caress of yourhand… “hmm, sounds like a deadly game” he replies darkly…

Jimin’s eyes cloud with resolve and hunger …before he finishes undressing and pulls you to your feet… his lips devouryours… the heat from his body feeding your arousal … his tongue demandingentrance to your mouth and his hardness pressed against your hip.. you feedinto him… weaving your hands through silky blonde tufts of hair brining himsomehow closer to you… you need him and you need him now… you toy with waistband of his briefs before tugging them completely off and down his sculpturedthighs… you take hold of his member, breath hitching as you r start to pump hishard length spreading some of his precum along the tip … then sinking to yourknees to take him in your mouth downing him until you feel tears prick thebacks of your eyes… you continue to let him hit he back of your throat againand again… your deft fingers toying with his testicles … while your teethsheath his most sensitive area and suck the cherry red tip… Jimin’s head istipped back his Adam’s apple bobbing to and fro and his chest heaving withevery shallow breath… his hips bucking at their own accord speeding up yourpace and going somehow deeper into you… his accelerated pace and shallow thrustsfueling your ego… but before you can taste his hot seed Jimin halts hismovements… the cherry red tip of his member glowing as more of his hot cumdrips from the enflamed tip… “I want to taste you” … his voice the perfectbalance of husky and desperate… you rise to your feet almost tripping over youown two feet and still unable to see through tear shot eyes… none the lessJimin’s carnal promise resonates with every aching part of your body… the sheerexcitement and immense need to feel his amble tongue between your folds makesyou giddy… he leads you to the bed placing feather light kisses on your mouthand chest… his petal soft lips sucking the delicate skin between the valley ofyour breasts and down your naval before finally settling on the waistband ofyour underwear…

He sits on the floor before grabbingyour legs and pulling you closer to the edge of the bed… “I want to taste youso fucking much” he says huskily…his gravely tone makes the wetness pool oncemore… Jimin’s thumbs graze the waistband of your underwear … they rub circleson your hipbones while his tender lips nibble on your naval and tug on the lacegarment…. You raise your pelvis pushing your core close to his mouth… he blowsgently on your wetness before his Plush lips trail kisses between the apex ofyour thighs… sighs and small sucks fill the air…your cheeks flush  and your hands weave their way into his hair …Jimin’s nimble tongue laps at the roof of your most sensitive area… your handsintertwine in his blonde locks… your hips swaying of their own accord as histongue continues to penetrate you… “FFFF—UUU-KKK” you mouth…the air leavingyour lungs with every careful ministration of his expert muscle… the sparksappear behind your eyelids and your toes curl …. “J-J-Jimin” You wail …yourthighs clench around him but Jimin continues his merciless pace… You won’t lastlong at this rate… Jimin senses that you’re close … his fingers making theirway to your clit… Your face contorts in pleasure as his fingers trace patternsand shapes onto your engorged nerve… The room  spins… your back arches off the queenmattress as the knot in your stomach unravels … the high is almost too much ….Your heart is still hammering when you come down… still unable to articulatewords you scan the room for Jimin… he appears almost as if on cue with a wet towel…”T-thanks” you manage to get out …your hand gingerly reaches for the rag butJimin snatches it away and positions himself between your legs… “Already?” Yougroan… Jimin giggles softy… “Come on Y/N you can’t be tired already… we’ve gota long night ahead of us” he replies while cleaning you up…. “The boys will beback soon” you feel elated and well used…. “Maybe, but they’re not stupidenough to interrupt… “You’d be surprised of the things I’m stupid enough to doJimin!!!!” Tae’s gravelly voice retorts from the other side of the door… “Ya!You pervert!!!” …

A/N: IT’S BEEN A WHILE SINCE I’VE WRITTEN ANYTHING AND EVEN LONGER SINCE I’VE POSTED… SO MY APOLOGIES IF IT’S A LITTLE ROUGH ALSO SUPER SORRY I DIDNT INCLUDE ALL OT7 MEMBERS BUR I THREW IN SOME VMIN FOR YOU 😉

[bubblegumdicc]

(Oscar-voice anon again) That Brent Hampton voice clip sounds pretty close to what I had imagined Oscar sounded like, actually! Everytime I read some of his asks I tend to give him Nathan Drake's voice... but with a slight New York-y accent? As for Puppet, I kind of imagined them sounding similar to Gortys from Tales from the Borderlands. As for the others, I have yet to pick a distinct voice for them. (I got no f*cking creativity when it comes to voices I'm sorry XDD)

*DUDE, I LOVE THE NATHAN DRAKE VOICE, THAT TOTALLY SOUNDS LIKE OSCAR. im not really sure about him having a new york accent tho, hhmm perhaps a very very slight one. he def speaks a little ‘improper’?? like using ‘ya’ instead of ‘you’ half the time, and leaving off the ‘g’ sound with words like uh, walkin’, leavin’, goin’, ect, which is ya know, why I type it out like that, cuz thats the way he speaks,, er, if that makes sense ffff. anyhow,,*oh my god iM WHEEZING YA KNOW WHAT I LOVE THE GORTYS VOICE OH MY GOD HOLY FUCKKKK AIGHT, NEW HEADCANNON. PUPPET SOUNDS LIKE GORTYS. THANK U.*no creativity mY ASS. I’m shit at picking out voices cuz well, i barely listen to any. i dont watch much stuff or play games much anymore. so like, fffff thanks so much for the ideas! both of em are perfect~