#Ghoul Imada

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Thorny Feelings

Rated: Explicit/Mature WC: 3,232 Pairing: @bearlytolerant's OC Valentine Blanche and my own destructive Ghoul Fandom: Baldur's Gate 3 Summary: Valentine follows his dear friend Ghoul out into the woods away from the camp of companions they've been traveling with in Faerun. Tags: smut, anal, light bondage, light bdsm, probably other stuff like magic

photo credit: @bearlytolerant because she always does great edits and virtual photography.

My first Ao3 post in forever is smut because why the fuck not. I'm back baby. I first wrote this maybe a month or two ago (I am horrible with the concept of time) but I finally have had a few days to sit down and revise it to my own satisfaction.

This is a gifted fic for @bearlytolerant but it's also secretly a gift for me because these two live rent free in my head.

Only a snippet will be below the cut, for the rest you must visit the ao3 link in the title of the post!

The stars decorated the sky as a small cool breeze graced their skin. It sent a shiver down Ghoul’s arms as she led the two of them through the forest away from the others. Val was close behind her his steps echoing hers as they broke small branches and trekked through the weeds. Soon they reached the clearing she had eyed earlier, and a small smirk of accomplishment formed on her face. 

“Here we are.” She confirmed as Valentine stood beside her, squinting as he tried to look around the dark little clearing in the middle of the forest. It was a bland spot where trees for some reason had decided not to grow. 

“And…what did we come out here for?” He inquired with a bit of skepticism. Val was willing to follow her initially. But the occasional small comments that he made on the way told her how he was second guessing himself. Especially now that he saw they were in the middle of nowhere so far from camp. 

“Privacy.” She answered vaguely. She went into the middle of the clearing, slowly taking off the assortment of weapons and satchels that carried her things. She motioned for him to come forward and he slowly copied her. His brown gaze watched her with intent as he followed the small motions. Ghoul could tell the gears in his mind were starting to finally catch up to her idea even if he didn’t know the full extent. 

She reached out to grab his shirt and dragged the larger-than-life man down to her. Making sure to kiss him ever so passionately. Their size difference was sometimes an obstacle but over time she had learned to adjust. Her free hand reached to his thick shoulders and squeezed tightly to silently demand he stays in place. He leaned in more, gently cupping the back of her head as they continued, and she smiled into it. Honored by the need he always displayed towards her no matter where they were or who they were with.

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'They Live' and 'The Fog' 4K UHD bluray steelbooks exclusively from Zavvi for £24.99 each.

'They Live' features include:

Box cover art by Matt Ferguson

Region B

3 Discs

Subversion: Exposing John Carpenter’s THEY LIVE - A brand new feature-length documentary featuring interviews with Associate producer Sandy King, cinematographer Gary Kibbe, actor Peter Jason, actor Robert Grasmere, composer Alan Howarth, stunt coordinator/Ghoul Jeff Imada, author Jonathan Letham, music historian Daniel Schweiger, Blumhouse editor Rebekah McKendry, and visual effects historian Justin Humphreys

Original EPK: The Making of They Live (1988)

John Carpenter profile - vintage profile of the director

Meg Foster profile - vintage profile of the actress

Roddy Piper profile - vintage profile of the actor

Audio Commentary with John Carpenter & Roddy Piper

Independent Thoughts with John Carpenter – a 2012 interview with director John Carpenter

Woman of Mystery: Interview with Meg Foster – a 2012 interview with actress Meg Foster

Man vs Aliens: Interview with Keith David – a 2012 interview with actor Keith David

Fake commercials in the film 2.34 mins

TV spots

Photo gallery

On sale for pre-order Friday September 14 at 6pm UK from the Zavvi website. (Release date October 29 2018).

'The Fog' features include:

Box cover art by Matt Ferguson

Region B

3 Discs

Retribution: Uncovering John Carpenter’s THE FOG: New Making Of / Retro documentary: A brand new feature-length documentary featuring interviews with Cinematographer Dean Cundey, production designer/editor Tommy Lee Wallace, photographer Kim Gottleib-Walker, make-up effects artist Steve Johnson, Carpenter biographer John Muir, music historian Daniel Schweiger, visual effects historian Justin Humphreys and assistant Larry Franco

The Shape of The Thing to Come: John Carpenter Un-filmed: a brand new featurette looking at the John Carpenter films that never were

Easter Egg – surprise!

Intro by John Carpenter – an interview with director John Carpenter originally recorded for a French DVD release in 2003

Scene Analysis by John Carpenter - Director John Carpenter analyses key scenes from The Fog, in an interview from 2003

Fear on Film: Inside the Fog (1980) - A vintage featurette which includes an interview with John Carpenter

The Fog: Storyboard to Film – original storyboards

Outtakes

TV Spots

Theatrical Trailers

Photo gallery incl. Behind the Scenes

Audio Commentary with writer/director John Carpenter and writer/director Debra Hill

Horror's Hallowed Grounds with Sean Clark - a fun tour of the film’s locations hosted by Sean Clark

Audio commentary with actors Adrienne Barbeau, Tom Atkins and production designer Tommy Lee Wallace

On sale for pre-order Friday September 14 at 6pm UK from the Zavvi website. (Release date October 29 2018).

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My Valentine's Day piece for @bearlytolerant and @thatsgoodsquishy0 !!!!!!!!!

top: @thatsgoodsquishy0 Anton Novak bottom left: @bearlytolerant's Valetine Blanche bottom right: My very own Carmilla Ghoul Imada (they can only call her by her first name when they are being nice to her)

It's each of our OC's having too much fun as usual in The Settled Sytems! Somehow, they all ended up at Anton's penthouse and don't let his annoyed look full you, he loves the attention Val and Ghoul give him.

I say canonically each of them have this framed somewhere safe where only they can see because they are babies about it.

side note: this was very much inspired by Type O Negative's My Girlfriend's Girlfriend

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Carmilla 'Ghoul' Imada She's waiting for her newly acquired husband to come home. Or about to stab someone. Either can be true.

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ITS WEDNEDAY! ITS WIPDAY!

I guess I got some stuff for y'all. As mentioned in a previous post I have been doing a lot of cleaning this past week so I haven't had as much PC time as I would like. I will say I have been trying to finish My Demon on Netflix and god damn am I a sucker for the rollercoaster K-Dramas like to put you through. I also really love their supernatural romcoms they are always so good. And this one is sooo *chefs kiss* There are so many feels. So many.

ANYWAY

Tagging: @bearlytolerant @crystal-overdrive @a-cosmic-elf @interplanet--janet @arisenreborn

Under the cut as always:

Snippet into a personal Starfield project!

The door opened at the floor right before Imada’s and they all exited promptly. Only one of them noticed she had not exited with them before the doors closed again to continue up. Her heart pounded in her chest. She knew this was risky even for herself. The hate she felt for her mother still weighed heavily on her but at this point there was no one else that she felt could offer her the security she needed. She killed the wrong person. Which was not uncommon but this time it was a highly decorated U.C officer who happened to be in her way.

The door dinged open again revealing the entry way that led to the room before her mothers. It was odd that the secretary was not present but a bonus for Ghoul. Better not to give Imada any more warning than necessary. She stepped out and her feet drew her closer to the door. Instinctively she checked her knives to make sure every single one was in a place she could reach if needed. The largest blade being sheathed on a harness that wrapped around her torso. It was hidden well beneath her shirt and olive-green worker’s coat. Ghoul took in a deep breath for a moment and placed her hand on the scanner that was there for security purposes. She thought about trying to break it open but there was hope that her hand was still registered. 

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Carmilla 'Ghoul' Imada and her estrange relationship with Neon.

Andreja at least tries to make it better.

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I was tagged by @silurisanguine to do an OC chart! I finally got to it!

Fandom: Starfield

Role: Spacefarer, Starborn.

BASICS

Full Name: Carmilla Imada

Nickname(s): Ghoul, just Ghoul

Pronouns: She/ they

Sexuality: Bisexual

Occupation and Titles: Imada's Blade, Mercenary, Argos, failed Chef, Starborn

Birthday & Age:  10/31, current age 28

Physical description: short, thick, and defined. Height at about 5' 2", muscles filled in with her thicker manner.

Clothing style: Loose but form fitting outfits. Olive drab greens, blacks, reds. Mostly covering her body and hiding her blades.

BACKGROUND

Orphaned at 8, her parents failed to pay a debt that landed them dead and her left on the streets of Neon City. She was eventually picked up by Masako Imada and 'adopted' (no real records were kept). She was trained from the age 10 till the time she left to 'handle' family business in the ways her 'caregiver' would request. (assassinations, intimidation, hacking, after a certain age bartering pleasure) She escaped after going on a rage (killing and destroying a business deal that would have greatly benefited the company) and tried to travel as far as she could with what limited funds she had. (She has had a large sum bounty on her head ever since) She used her skills to be undercover to get into a UC culinary school where she failed miserably before coming to the mining operation Argos. Most of her life after Ryujin Industries has been on the run and in hiding, until she runs into Constellation.

COMBAT & SKILLS

Preferred fighting style: Hand to hand combat, shadows, surprise attacks, and anything that allows her to use her brute force. (it's how she gets her anger out)

Favorite weapon(s): Daggers, her collection of blades she picks up.

Special skills: High stealth skills, high persuasion skills, high security skills. She also knows a lot about the insides of what goes on within the businesses of Neon Core.

RELATIONSHIPS

Family: Biological parents dead. Her 'adopted' mother only viewed her as a tool so there isn't much there.

Love interest: Love? Ghoul enjoys pleasure and doesn't allow people to get to close. However, she has found peace around several people for a limited time. (Delgado, Sam, honorable mentions; Valentine, Anton)

Best friends: Her first best friend was killed for being accused as a spy. Now the closest she has gotten is probably Andreja, Vladimir, and Mr. Valentine.

PERSONALITY

Positive traits: Aware, Intelligent, She got that dog in her

Negative traits: Stubborn. Impulsive. Apathetic in a lot of cases.

Likes: Crushing skulls, gouging eyes, also the thrill of the chase.

Dislikes: Government agencies, being forced into a box, being lectured

Fears: Being forced to return to Ryujin and work for her mother.

Guilty Pleasure: Children's plushies, she keeps a small collection of them within her captains locker to visit time and time again.

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OC Questionnaire!

I was tagged by @avani-telvanni! Thank you very very much!

My OC is from Starfield because I haven't brought to life my other ones lol

Name: Carmilla Imada

Nickname/chosen name: Ghoul

Gender: Nonbinary, femme presenting most of the time

Star Sign: Scorpio (10/31)

Height: 5' 2"/ 157 cm

Orientation: Bisexual

Nationality/ Ethnicity: Freestar Collective/Human

Favorite fruit: Oranges

Favorite season: Rainy Spring weather

Favorite Flower: Rosy Tendril Weed

Favorite Scent: Iron, musk, and sweat

Coffee, tea or hot chocolate: Val got her on Hot chocolate

Average hours of sleep: 3

Dogs or Cats: Cats

Dream trip: An outpost with all the amenities and nobody to deal with

Number of blankets: 0

Random Fact: She has a collection of plushies because she never had any as a child and they make her feel warm inside. She will stab you if you bring it up.

Now show me your OC's. Any OC's from any fandom!

Tagging: @bearlytolerant, @silurisanguine, @staticpallour, @eridanidreams, @toxiclizardwrites, @therealgchu, @thatsgoodsquishy0, @spookyspecterino, @bokatankryze, @aro-pancake, @a-cosmic-elf, @lisa-and-shadow @dryad-of-the-dogwood

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GHOUL FILES

(Update!) Currently there are 5 chapters out for Ghoul Files! Some of the stories are entwined together while others are a standalone story. Chapter 1 Frigid Love Chapter 2 The Invitation Chapter 3 Museum Heist pt 1 TW: Stuck in a box Chapter 4 Rosalia pt 1 Chapter 5 is now out, and it is a continuation from chapter 1! You may have saw a snippet of it this past week. TW: Skull crushing Violence

        Awkward Meeting pt 1

  

   The ship had flown into orbit of Volii Alpha and Ghoul was still awaiting the all clear to land in Neon. The ship’s ID markings were not legal ones but as long as Jazz pulled through on her end the planet’s security system wouldn't be none the wiser to it. Ghoul’s fingers impatiently tapped on the side of the captain’s chair and she was trying everything in her might to think of anything other than the reoccurring name that repeated in the back of her mind. Masako Imada. The one person she always hoped to avoid the attention of whenever she revisited Neon City. Her wanted bounty was technically paid for thanks to the once wonderful Constellation members but Ghoul was not quick to forget the her ‘mother’s’ true nature.

            “You’re cleared for landing.” A voice came through on the comms allowing Ghoul to finally initiate the landing sequence. She was starting to regret her lack of thought when it came to her wardrobe this morning. The green sweater and cargo pants fit her well and comfortably. Those were important considering she acknowledged how often she found herself in impromptu combat but she knew very well that if it was raining she would soon be soaked to the bone. The ship used it’s autopiloting features to land itself into the designated landing pad the security team had sent to her ship. It was convenient as fuck and it made Ghoul’s life that much easier, which she enjoyed. Just like she enjoyed the face Delgado gave her right before she got into her ship to leave. Stern on the exterior but his eyes spoke a different language that only she could decipher.

            Ghoul got up from the chair in the cockpit and untied her hair to fix it for the moment. It was very disheveled and it was hard to decide how she wanted it. The final decision ended with half of her hair and bangs tied out of her face while she let the rest of the green curls rest on the back of her neck. She was well aware she still looked like she had just gotten out of bed but appearances were the least of her worries. This had to go well, for Del’s sake. He was stressed enough as it was and having a face the whole Settled System’s could recognize in a heartbeat had to be frustrating. There was a part of her that was worried how recognizable she still was on this planet but she pushed the thought to the side thinking perhaps it had been long enough. Her knives were in the captain's locker and she equipped the blades throughout places on her body. They were of various sizes for their appropriate places and each had etchings of different symbols that mattered to her. It was one of the few gifts she ever accepted from Del and it was one of the first gifts that represented their unspoken union. 

            At the entrance of the ship she hopped onto the ladder then exited from the main hull and her boots clanked loudly against the metal. It was the only sound she heard till the landing bay hatch opened to dark gray skies and suddenly there were overwhelming sounds of crashing waves in the distance, thunder, and ships that flew in and out of the space port of Neon City. She was hesitant at first but after a deep breath Ghoul let herself exit the ship fully. The wind and rain caused a bit of a distraction at first but she quickly adjusted herself and ignored the pelts she felt on her from the raindrops falling so viciously.

            The walk towards the entrance of the city was still just as bright and as inviting as it always was with the flare and the bright colorful fluorescents. It made Ghoul frown without thought and she watched as lightning struck itself into the top of the tower where the city harnessed it’s power to run its joke of a vacation spot. The bridge was narrow and the guards ahead looked as if they were waiting for her specifically.It brought up past memories she chose to bury into the back of her mind as she held her fake ID up for them to scan.

“Cierra? Welcome to Neon City.” The one guard said the name on her ID suspiciously and Ghoul gave them a pleasant grin as if she was just so delighted to be here. The elevator doors opened awaiting her presence and as she stepped into the metal box she had to shake herself off a bit from how drenched the rain had made her already. She felt the water drain down her skin and clothes and drip onto the metal floor beneath her and she made an effort not to hug herself for warmth. The dripping of water and the quietness of the elevator soon ended as the metal box dinged on her arrival to the Neon Core grounds and the doors opened to reveal the bustling city ahead of her. Ghoul walked out into the city and immediately tried to become aware of all of her surroundings and possible people who had eyes on her. She never put it past a neon rat to not collect information on newcomers to point out potential subjects for the gangs that waged for territory of the city.  She also wasn’t too excited that the potential business partner was possibly a leader in one of these existing gangs, she knew how they operated and she was expecting to have to stay on her toes until she was back on her ship with the expected cargo.

“Who’s this pretty little thing? No one told us the King of the Crimson Fleet was going to bring party favors.” There was a rough scratchy voice to the left of Ghoul and she noticed a man with a bit of weight in muscle over her haunched closer to her. He was a little taller than her, dressed in average Neon city attire and he seemed to be losing some of his hair on the back of his head. She saw his eyes take her in like a drink but also slightly look past her and that was when instinct told her to look right as well. Sure enough, another man was with him and not much better looking with straggly greasy hair and average attire. The only positive was his body type which was thin and lanky enough to be malleable if needed to be.

“The only pretty little thing is going to be your cock on the side of the street if you dont step the fuck back.” Ghoul growled as she parted her feet slightly trying to subtly reposition the weight of her body. Her soaked clothes added a bit to her usual weight distribution but it was nothing she couldn't adjust to as she had to move.

“Ha! Do you hear the mouth on her? Boss is going to love her, Morti.” The man with the thin greasy hair said with amusement as they both stopped about three paces from her. The natural first thought was to run forward but Ghoul had a feeling they probably had a particular pathway they were going to lure her in if they both appeared like this to her. Neither of them looked very brilliant but the fact that they were waiting for her arrival, or the arrival for Delgado from this elevator meant they had time in advance to plan out some sort of game plan. Ghoul spit at the stringy man’s feet.

“I was trying to play nice when I arrived to Neon today but it seems the universe had other plans.” Ghoul sighed with disappointment and both the men took another step forward. She grabbed the blade that was closest to her right hand on the belt of her pants and immediately took a large leap forward to attack the one designated as Morti. He just barely stepped back in time and before she could try to kick him off his feet the one that was now behind her tried to grab her arms. There were dark chuckles that came from the both of them as if they thought they had the upper hand. Ghoul was quick to use her legs to push herself hard enough off the ground, that the one who held her lost his balance, and her legs were able to wrap themselves onto the man in front of her. As Ghoul felt herself fall backwards she used her legs to bring down the man Morti with her and he fell directly onto her, and into the blade she purposely held from her chest.

“Fra-a-nk” Morti said with a gargle as the blood rushed into the back of his throat and start to fill into his lungs. He had congested coughs and the one Ghoul assumed was Frank scooted back from her swiftly, as the light in his friend’s eyes started to fade. Ghoul wasted no time to stand up and yank her blade out of the deadman’s throat before using her boot to drive her message deeper into the man that was left alive. Morti’s skull made a wet crushing noise underneath her boot as the drive in the heel of her boot crushed his skull. Ghoul’s yellow eye’s were now directed on Frank who was still on his ass in the middle of the street. It was curious that no one was paying any mind to their little fight but Ghoul assumed whoever ‘boss’ was also had some of their credits paying off the Rangers in Neon.

“Delgado, King of the Crimson Fleet sent me and I am someone he decided was valuable enough to send in his stead.” Ghoul’s face was scrunching up with anger and she could feel the adrenaline beating through her heart, her veins, and echoing within her skull. The feral side of her was on the brink of making a visit and she was trying her best to keep it reigned in. It was obvious enough now that these men were sent to either assassinate or escort Delgado to the meeting location but now with one dead and the next one about to be she didn’t feel like wasting time to find out.

“Fuck! Boss didn’t mention that Delgado had a replacement. We didn't know,we swear!” Frank looked pathetic now compared to the bravity he was displaying only moments ago. He quickly jolted up and started running in the opposite direction without warning. Ghoul was annoyed with his cowardice and she wasn’t sure if it was because she was on her home planet or because of the adrenaline she needed to go after him. Without a second thought Ghoul chased the man through the crowd and tried to trail him as fast as she could. She saw he turned down one of the darker alley’s that led to the Underbelly of the city. She followed him and even though he was out of reach, she was able to throw one of her smaller knives forcefully at him and with impeccable aim. The knife landed in the back of his right shoulder and even though he toppled over before Ghoul could catch up to him he was already on his tall and lanky legs again. She growled under her breath and looked for any field advantages and there was nothing but people and narrow pathways. Suddenly the elevator that went directly to the Underbelly opened and a wave of people got out in front of her blocking her view of the direction the stupid man went. All of her  anger exploded from her and she punched the nearest concrete wall in an impulsive decision. She quickly regretted it. Her hand felt pulses of pain jolt up her wrist and her elbow from the impact against the concrete.

“Fuck.” She said to herself as she panted. She took the opportunity to lean on the wall with her back as she inspected the pulsating hand. Her knuckles were bloody and they looked red and puffy but nothing seemed broken on the outside. She took the moment to breathe thinking what her next move should be. It would be impossible to try to send a message that would get to Del in time to inform him of the first meeting she encountered. She rolled her shoulders to remove some of the tension she felt from the soak clothes and the anger she felt because that stupid fucker got away. Ghoul watched the many faces that ignored her as they walked by and she smelt a familiar lingering scent that directed the rest of senses. That was when she realized she was near one of the underground aurora dens and her desire for the drug resurfaced. She shook her head pushing any thoughts of revisiting the Astral Lounge out of the way so she could focus on the task at hand. She vaguely remembered the time and location of the meeting and decided to follow through with the original mission before she made any more decisions based on personal interest.

This story is part of a collection of AU Ghoul stories. Please feel free to check out the other chapters on Ao3 as well if you would like to show support or reblog here on tumblr!

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Fleeting Pleasures: Chapter 6

photo credit: @bearlytolerant

MINORS DNI, 18+

Tags: violence, interrogation, knife play, degradation, smut stuff, dom/sub role inferred, i am sure there is more just know its VERY explicit This story was made possible with the help of: @spookyspecterino, @thatsgoodsquishy0, @bearlytolerant. Without their valuable input I would have been too lost in the sauce to finish it!

Fleeting Pleasures on Ao3

Chapter 6: Quien eres tu? Our main character is at her wits end and soon the jig is going to be up. This might be her end on The Key.

Chapter 6: Quien eres tu?

            The bar was chaotic to say the least as bottles and bodies flew in every direction around the room. There was the sound of music, shouting, and grunts that echoed off of the four walls causing an overwhelming sound wave to blast out into the halls outside of the bar. Inside the bar there was a combination of scents ranging from blood, sweat, alcohol, and various foods. 

The brawl was intense and it all started from a bottle being smashed over a pirate’s head. Ghoul leaned back on a grimy wall in a dark corner watching the amusing chaos that she caused and gave herself a silent pat on the back. There was a devilish grin on her face and her yellow eyes were glossed over from the amount of aurora and alcohol she had been partaking in since she arrived at The Last Nova. The pirates all around were enjoying the mayhem they helped perpetuate within the bar and even the bartender, Bog decided to join in with a bat and a few bottles of his Bog’s Grog. The bottles were being shot towards the various brawlers. Glass pieces and beer sprayed everywhere causing a sticky and bloody mess around the whole bar area.

Ghoul caught the view of two captains with their clothes half torn off and bodies exposed in a corner. The two bodies were entwined and fingering each other with a fierceness that almost made her blush. One of the women caught her staring from across the room and as she licked her own fingers clean from their current sexual partners slick, she then motioned her finger for Ghoul to join. Ghoul didn’t bother to think twice about the proposal as she drooled a bit from the thought and as her foot was about to step forward, she was interrupted with a body crash landing into her, and she felt herself slam against the wall. The impact forced the air out of her lungs, and she felt a little dizzy as a consequence. 

She pulled herself together from the mixture of irritation and confusion and went to grab the collar of the pirate that was on the floor in front of her. They were bloodied and losing consciousness but still stood to try to start a fight with her but instead of succeeding she threw them away from her. Her attention was focused on trying to remove the one imbecile that she didn’t realize the main culprit of this distraction was charging at her with a broken bottle. It was an instinctual reaction to redirect the assailant's arm that held the weapon and to spin smoothly around them with a twist of her right foot. Intoxicated or not Ghoul’s body was ingrained to react quickly, and it was the only thing she ever appreciated about her upbringing. She still hated Ryujin industries with a passion and was more than glad to never have to come in contact with Imada ever again. However, in this instance she was grateful that instead of wasting away on those streets of Neon City she actually acquired this useful skill.

Ghoul was behind the pirate that charged her and kicked the back of their knees to force them to lose their balance. A grunt came out of them with the pressure Ghoul applied against them and she took slight satisfaction from how easy it was going to be to toy with this loser. The pirate tried to over-correct themselves to turn around and swing at Ghoul, but she managed to use the force of her elbow to tip them over enough to initiate their downfall. Before they could get back up Ghoul grabbed their dark brown hair and slammed their face into the floor with a force that had the pirate’s head bounce back into her hand. She was breathing a bit heavier but there was a rush and a tingle that flooded her body from the events. Ghoul could feel the energy of the room start to affect her as well as if she was in one of the cage matches. There was slight movement underneath her crouched position over the body and to make certain Ghoul would no longer have to deal with this person, she repeated the gruesome blow till she was certain they were left unconscious. There was a small pool of blood that started to expand from around the head of the foe she just knocked out and there was a moment of uncertainty and even apathy of whether she killed this captain or not.

Ghoul rose from her position and her eyes immediately scanned the room to see if those lovely women were still willing to offer her that invitation. Her entire being was itching to have a good time. The intense closeness her body felt with Delgado the previous night had fanned a flame that had her body aching for that immense release. None of these drugs or fights were going to provide her with the satisfying feeling her body was in search for now. She considered the offer he had given her previously but feared allowing her guard down with Delgado. She knew it would lead her to an unsavory spot in her current fucked situation. 

There was a sense of unbridled ambition about him that lured her into him and if Ghoul was not careful, she would get lost within him for infinity. 

When their mouths connected something inside of her wanted to fall into him so effortlessly that it was like she was a different being in space and time. It was smarter for her to ease her current need with a casual fling with those beautiful ladies to sate her appetite. It would at least put her in the clear headspace she needed for whatever came next on The Key. Delgado did promise her that their conversation was not over and it was only a matter of time before she had to carefully explain herself. A smile crept on her face at the thought of telling Delgado that the knife was just a guilty kink of hers to convince him that she was not actually trying to murder him.

There was a loud presence that pierced the room and it interrupted Ghoul’s search for the two lovely captains. Her thoughts about what would happen to her next ended quickly and her focus was on the new focus in the room. Naeva pushed through the brawling crowd looking infuriated beyond belief, perhaps homicidal herself. Her braids seem to stand up on her own head and she immediately was trying to break up a few of the fights that were around her. Slowly the people who were around her started to notice the second in command’s presence but it wasn’t enough for Naeva. She lifted her gun into the air and fired off several shots that began to quiet the entirety of The Last Nova.

“Now I know you all aren’t acting like fucking fools and destroying the one bar we have on The Key!” She howled into the crowd and the various bloodied and bruised pirates’ attention turned to her. Once she was certain she had just about everyone’s attention she started to spew out commands to people around her.

“If you don’t want to end up dead by the end of the night then you mother fuckers better start cleaning up this mess and lick your wounds.”

Ghoul watched as everyone started to delegate the tasks with one another and she thought that perhaps it would be a great time to slip out before she was seen. She wiped her hands off onto the shirt she was loaned by Delgado and noticed how torn and bloodied she had gotten from the few scuffles she already had. The thought crossed her mind that she was overdue for a shower and since the majority of The Key was in here with their tails between their legs it would be a perfect time to go and have a minute to herself. She still needed to clear her head and release the burning ache within her body.  

“Now who started this fucking mess?” Naeva demanded from everyone at the bar and no one seemed to have any answers. That was the final sign Ghoul needed to get the hell out of the room before she was snitched on. Plus, there were more important things for her to deal with. She began to move her way towards the back entry of the bar and she grabbed two shot glasses that were left unbothered and threw back the harsh liquor. The shots slid their way down her throat with haste, burning her esophagus and sending a chill down her spine. The shots put a pep in her step she could feel she needed after the last few days. Ghoul managed to slither through the back door and as she spun around to move ahead her eyes were met with a familiar honey brown eyes that had a scar on the right one.

“Going somewhere?” The husky piqued voice asked curiously, and he gave her that foxlike cunning grin of his. Delgado was standing in front of Ghoul and accompanied with him were two of his armed men and of all people, Mathis. She forced a smile as casual as his deceptive grin was before she answered. * * * *

The rest can be read on Ao3 due to the explicit nature of the story. Thank you for your continued support.

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It's WIP Wednesday!

Tagging: @atonalginger, @eridanidreams, @silurisanguine, @therealgchu, @staticpallour, @a-cosmic-elf, @lisa-and-shadow @bearlytolerant (no obligation and feel free to still tag me!)

I am still working on chapter 9 of Fleeting Pleasures but I did release some chapters for Ghoul Files to hold you over as you wait!

Below is a wip that might be a part of Ghoul Files at some point!

The ship had flown into orbit of Volii Alpha and Ghoul was still awaiting the all clear to land in Neon. The ship’s ID markings were not legal ones but as long as Jazz pulled through on her end the planet’s security system wouldn't be none the wiser to it. Ghoul’s fingers impatiently tapped on the side of the captain’s chair and she was trying everything in her might to think of anything other than the reoccurring name that repeated in the back of her mind. Masako Imada. The one person she always hoped to avoid the attention of whenever she revisited Neon City. Her wanted bounty was technically paid for thanks to the once wonderful Constellation members but Ghoul was not quick to forget her 'mother’s' true nature. 

“You’re cleared for landing.” A voice came through on the comms allowing Ghoul to finally initiate the landing sequence. She was starting to regret her lack of thought when it came to her wardrobe this morning. The green sweater and cargo pants fit her well and comfortably. Those were important considering she acknowledged how often she found herself in impromptu combat, but she knew very well that if it was raining, she would soon be soaked to the bone. The ship used it’s autopiloting features to land itself into the designated landing pad the security team had sent to her ship. It was convenient as fuck and it made Ghoul’s life that much easier, which she enjoyed. Just like she enjoyed the face Delgado gave her right before she got into her ship to leave. Stern on the exterior but his eyes spoke a different language that only she could decipher. 

Ghoul got up from the chair in the cockpit and untied her hair to fix it for the moment. It was very disheveled and it was hard to decide how she wanted it. The final decision ended with half of her hair and bangs tied out of her face while she let the rest of the green curls rest on the back of her neck. She was well aware she still looked like she had just gotten out of bed but appearances were the least of her worries. This had to go well, for Del’s sake. He was stressed enough as it was and having a face the whole Settled System’s could recognize in a heartbeat had to be frustrating. There was a part of her that was worried how recognizable she still was on this planet but she pushed the thought to the side thinking perhaps it had been long enough. Her knives were in the captain's locker and she equipped the blades throughout places on her body. They were of various sizes for their appropriate places and each had etchings of different symbols that mattered to her. It was one of the few gifts she ever accepted from Del and it was one of the first gifts that represented their unspoken union.  

At the entrance of the ship she hopped onto the ladder then exited from the main hull and her boots clanked loudly against the metal. It was the only sound she heard till the landing bay hatch opened to dark gray skies and suddenly there were overwhelming sounds of crashing waves in the distance, thunder, and ships that flew in and out of the space port of Neon City. She was hesitant at first but after a deep breath Ghoul let herself exit the ship fully. The wind and rain caused a bit of a distraction at first but she quickly adjusted herself and ignored the pelts she felt on her from the raindrops falling so viciously.

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Music Tag Game

Thank you so much @silurisanguine for tagging!!!!! I looove music challenges!!!

List 2 songs or a playlist that represent your OCs or characters who you love - and don't forget to tag some other people so they can have fun!

Carmilla "Ghoul" Imada

Starfield

The current ongoing parts in the larger series: Fleeting Pleasures Ghoul Files

Cherry Waves - Deftones Far - The Soft Moon Blood and Fire - Type O Negative claws - Charli XCX Too Close/Too Late - Spirit Box PUMPED UP KICKS - 3TEETH Twinge - Chevelle Crimson and Clover - Joan Jett bad decisions - Bad Omens Dusk - Chelsea Wolfe If I'm James Dean, You're Audrey Hepburn - Sleeping with Sirens Suffocation - Crystal Castles Cybersex - Trevor Something Blue Monday - Orgy Destruction of Us - Mr. Kitty What Lies Beneath - Breaking Benjamin

I decided to make a whole playlist but you are welcomed to only do 2 songs like the original version suggests!

Tagging: @bearlytolerant, @5oh5, @spookyspecterino, @thatsgoodsquishy0, @toxiclizardwrites, @booburry, @a-cosmic-elf, @lisa-and-shadow, @seraaphiel

Bonus: In Game Photo

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Another OC post! (i was behind in the tags, srry guys)

Carmilla 'Ghoul' Imada

What is the character’s go-to drink order?: Fruity drinks or straight up liquor.

What is their grooming routine?: Ghoul is like a wild stray. She bathes when its available (or when she is so covered in grime she has too) and her hair situation is always a mixed bag. Normally she owns only one outfit or two at a time.

What was their most expensive purchase/where does their disposable income go?: Drugs, sex workers, ship parts, and the occasional meal. She normally only works enough to survive and never has an excess of credits to spend.

Do they have any scars or tattoos?: 3 tattoos! A Crimson Fleet skull for when she joined, a standing Ashta for her first kill within the Cage, and a dagger on her sternum because she thought it was cool. She has light scars around her body from combat but the most noticeable thing is she is normally always wearing a band aid on her nose. She is prone to bruising and has broken her nose more times than anyone probably should.

What was the last time they cried, and under what circumstances?: She would hate it if I told you. Though Sam has made her cry once. Those two are great at miscommunication.

Are they an oldest, middle, youngest or only child?: Only child, she's not used to playing with others.

Describe the shoes they’re wearing: Too large for her feet black combat boots.

Describe the place where they sleep.: The makeshift cot in their ship, beds they pay for, alleyways on occasion or rough tops, tents in off world adventures, even the cargo bay when the ship was too nosey.

What is their favorite holiday?: She honestly doesn't have one.

What objects do they always carry around with them?: If you think she is unarmed, think again. She has customized blades she normally has hidden on her. Aside from her blades she normally just brings herself. Occasionally she will have credits too.

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Snippet Sunday!

This is a queued post so no one has tagged me yet, but I have a feeling @bearlytolerant probably has or will?

So, I am going to tag all my lovely writer friends!

Tagging: @spookyspecterino @thatsgoodsquishy0 @silurisanguine @eridanidreams @dryad-of-the-dogwood @constellation2330 @aislingdmdt @aro-pancake @5oh5 @booburry (if I have left you out and you'd like to be tagged in the future let me know!)

This tag is not to pressure you so please do not feel the need to post!

LETS GOOO

MINORS DNI, 18+ ONLY

Snippet of the next chapter of Fleeting Pleasures (aka Stages of Me)

Ghoul even caught the view of two captains with their clothes torn off and bodies exposed in a corner fingering each other with a fierceness that almost made her blush. One of the women caught her staring and as she licked her fingers clean from her current sexual partners slick, she motioned her finger for Ghoul to join. Ghoul’s foot was about to step forward to accept the invitation because the thought was so enticing but then a body was thrown into her, and she was slammed against the wall. The impact forced the air out of her lungs, and she felt a little dizzy as a consequence. She managed to pull herself together to grab the collar of the captain who was bloodied and losing conscious and threw them away from her. Her attention was focused on trying to remove the one pirate that she didn’t realize the one who threw them was charging at her with broken bottle. It was an instinctual move to redirect the assailant's arm that held the weapon and to spin around to their other side with the slide of her right foot. Intoxicated or not Ghoul’s body was ingrained to react quickly, and it was the only thing she ever appreciated about her upbringing. She still hated Ryujin industries with a passion and was more than glad to never have to come in contact with Imada ever again. However, in this instance she was glad that instead of wasting away on those streets of Neon City she actually acquired a useful skill.