#Soap Free Carpet Cleaning

[ma1dmer]

Call of Duty - Phillip Graves NSFW

I need him pregnant,,,,ASAP

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex): he needs a second to unwind, pulls you to him and breathes against your skin, lips pressed against the top of your head as he closes his eyes, big on praise in general so even in those moments he's telling you how good you were for or to him, he'll help you clean up in a bit, like the gentleman he can be, but for a moment let him catch his breath

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s): like the good ol' american boy he is, he loves tits, small or big, it does not matter, he just loves them, loves a pretty bra with bows ,and straps he can snap back on your skin like a school boy teasing his crush, definitely a lingerie guy, feels like he's unwrapping a present

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically): riding off of what I said above, loves a pearl necklace, has you push your tits up prettily for him so he has a good target as he works his cock quickly above you, muttering to himself as he concetrates on how pretty you look beneath him, one hand always on your tits, touching, cupping, pinching

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs): this man loves to show you off, loves the attention you get from others and knowing that at the end of the day you are coming back home to him ,he never lets things get too far but he gets such a thrill from watching other men fawn over you, he'll swoop in once he gets bored and firmly redirect the other man away from you while pulling you in for a kiss, if you ask him what took him so long he'll lie about not noticing

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?): he always says he is looking for someone to settle down with as a joke, and then turns around and has another no strings attached hookup with some pretty stranger ,he didn't choose the man whore life, it chose him, he has his fair share of experience ,and he truly is too cocky for his own good about it

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying): the standard missionary, if it ain't broke don't fix it, he puts a pillow under your hips and holds himself up so he doesn't miss any detail, from his cock disappearing inside you to your body moving with every thrust, easier access to the goods as well, he's just all over you

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.): he is quite playful when he wants to be, enjoys purposefully riling you up just so he can do the whole act of asking you to forgive him, just tell me how to make it better, he'll ask in fake apology as he kisses your stomach, eyes glinting with mischief knowing he's getting what he wants

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.): not particularly hairy, and everything he has is fine and blonde, lets it natural, he also always seems to smell of a very specific brand of soap

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect): he loves a good traditional chase, let this man do his thing, flirt with you, try to woo you, take you out in his car, open doors, likes if you play a bit hard to get for him, even if you've been dating for years, just so he can promise you the moon and the stars as he slides his hand up your thigh, it's not easy to be casual with him when he acts like that

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon): he enjoys taking his time when he is by himself ,one of the reasons he'd bother upgrading his phone to something a bit better, a bit more modern, with a better camera feature, is purely for those lonely nights when he has the free time to sit back for a bit, but can't leave base yet, he'll shoot you a text, and have his pants off as he waits for you to reply

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks): edging, dirty talk, praise/degradation etc

L = Location (favorite places to do the do): in the heat of it he always suggests you two take it somewhere more public, his office, in front of his shadows ,maybe a bar, asking you to paint an image for him, telling you how pretty you are and how much he wishes others could see you like this, would you stop him if he tried to do something outside of your bedroom? ,how naughty and loud you are ,how you definitely want to be seen and heard by others, but at the end of the day he doesn't actually do anything, he knows the risks

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going): he loves dirty talk, especially when you do it, he enjoys when you know and tell him what you want, will be grinning cockily as he listens to you, encouraging you to add more details, helping you add to whatever filthy fantasy you confess to him

N = No (something they wouldn��t do, turn offs): I don't see him venturing to the more extreme side of anything ,he knows his limits and as willing as he is to entertain your whims he likes things a bit more vanilla personally

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.): this man loves to give head, eats it loudly, non stop talking as he pleasures you, it's sloppy and he isn't very focused, you'll have to beg for him to take it seriously, but oh boy when he does, he buries his whole face between your legs

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.): he alternates, will start off faster for you mostly and then slows down the closer he gets to his orgasm, holding you close as he methodically chases his own pleasure

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.): loves the idea of them but he never truly commits, there is always some excuse he has about why he can't at that specific moment

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.): he'll try toys, he'll try impact play, he'll try the occasional sub/dom dynamic, he'll pull rank, he'll role play , he'll try switching, he enjoys all of it honestly, but only occasionally ,and never taken too far

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?): one long round with plenty of foreplay and messing around

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?): doesn't feel strong either way about them, he prefers things a bit more traditionally but won't say no to spicing up things every now and then if you ask him nicely

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease): he is a tease, through and through, but he doesn't hold his ground that well, feed into his ego, beg a bit and he always relents, you have to play into his game

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.): he is not loud, but he isn't quiet either, he just doesn't shut up, he talks a lot under his breath, he praises you in that soft southern drawl of his and encourages you with a chain of little yes' and deep moans, he isnt hiding the fact he's enjoying himself

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character): has a big oral fixation, he loves using his mouth, put your hands anywhere near his face and he's gonna turn to kiss your palm, your wrist ,or in the heat of the moment pull your fingers in his mouth

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes): average size, with a slight tilt to the side, surprisingly pretty and much paler than the rest of him

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?): he can often get lost in his head with all the work he has, and as along as he's kept busy he doesn't quite think of anything else but his missions and his orders ,but once he sits down, once he gets a chance to take a breath ,then he realises how much he truly misses you and how much he'd rather be spending his time with you

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards): once you guys start pillow talking he closes his eyes and insists he's listening, you might think he's not but if you try to move away or stop talking, he grumbles for you to keep going, he is a very light sleeper

[theambitiouswoman]

Hormone disrupters are chemicals 🧪 that interfere with your body’s endocrine system, which regulates hormones. They can be found in a lot of every day products like:

Plastic bottles and food containers

Pesticides in agriculture

Cleaning supplies

Chemicals used for clothing

Personal care products like lotions, shampoos & makeup

❌ These are hormone disrupters found in common every day products that you should stay away from ❌

- Bisphenol A (BPA) (plastics and can liners)

- Phthalates (personal care products, fragrances, flexible plastics)

- Parabens (makeup & personal care products)

- Triclosan (antibacterial soaps and cleaning products)

- Polychlorinated Biphenyls (older electrical equipment and industrial products)

- Flame Retardants (furniture, textiles, electronics)

- Pesticides (agriculture)

- Perfluorinated Chemicals (stain resistant treatments, non-stick cookware)

- Dioxins (industrial processes, combustion byproducts)

- Lead (older paints, pipes)

- Dye chemicals (textiles and clothing)

- Water repellents (outdoor clothing, upholstery)

- Stain repellents (carpets, fabrics)

- Formaldehyde (wrinkle free and anti-shrink treatments for fabric)

- Mercury (fish, some thermometers, dental amalgams)

- Cadmium (batteries, some fertilizers)

- Atrazine (herbicides)

- Glyphosate (weed killers)

- Perchlorate (rocket fuel, fireworks, fertilizers)

- Arsenic (contaminated water, pesticides)

- Styrene (plastics, rubber, insulation materials)

- Phosphates (detergents, fertilizers)

- Nonylphenol ethoxylates (industrial detergents, cleaners)

- Organotins (PVC plastics, marine antifouling paints)

- Benzophenone (sunscreens, plastics)

- Octinoxate (sunscreens, makeup)

- 4 Methylbenzylidene camphor (sunscreens, makeup)

‼️ Exposure to these can lead to health issues like reproductive problems, developmental issues and cancer.

🌿 Needless to say, that in order to protect our hormones 🫶 it’s important to recognize these risks and take measures to reduce our exposure them.

[ragingbookdragon]

Rudy pulled Alejandro aside before the team was about to depart. “Colonel, we need to talk.”

“Can it wait?” he asked.

“Alejandro,” Rudy said, voice lowering seriously. “I can’t get your wife to answer any texts.”

The Colonel’s eyes widened, and he started patting his own pockets for his cellphone, but he cursed himself, remembering he’d left it in the jeep before Graves had betrayed them. He strode to the table. “We have to put the plan on hold.”

The group looked at him, their expressions confused; Price stepped forward. “Why? What’s the matter?”

“My wife,” he replied. “Rudy cannot get her to answer. Something is wrong.”

“Perhaps she’s busy?” Soap offered.

“No,” Rudy said, shaking his head. “I’ve texted her over the span of the last few hours. Nothing.”

Price let out a sigh, looking to Ghost. “You?”

Ghost nodded. “I’ve met his wife. She’s needed here to run things smoothly. Losing her wouldn’t be wise.”

“Alright. All of you, pack up, move out.” He looked at Alejandro. “Where is she?”

“Home,” he replied, fear ebbing into his stomach. “She is home…alone.”

***

She opened the door to her home, gazing curiously at the armed guards outside in the dark. “Can I help you?”

“Missus Vargas?” one said. “You need to come with us. There’s been trouble at the base where your husband works.”

“Oh, God, what’s happened? Is my husband okay?” she worried, turning to grab her purse and jacket; she bent over, putting on her shoes.

“We’re not entirely sure, ma’am, but he told us to come collect you and bring you to safety.”

She started to open the door further when it suddenly hit her and she slowed to a halt, looking at them. “What’s the code-word?”

The two soldiers froze, sharing a quick glance between them. “Beg pardon?” one excused.

“The code-word,” she repeated, narrowing her eyes in suspicion. “My husband and I have a code-word. He would’ve shared it with you if he told you to come for me.”

“Mrs. Vargas,” the other sighed. “Please, time is of the essence.” He reached for her and she slapped his hand.

She stood there, staring at them. “My husband didn’t send you.”

“This doesn’t have to get ugly.”

“It will if you cross the threshold of my house. I would advise you to retreat before you make a mistake you can’t undo.”

The one soldier reached for his gun. “You have one last chance to come quietly.”

Her jaw clenched and she inhaled deeply. “Elegiste a la esposa del coronel equivocado.”

***

Alejandro was on the edge of his seat, hoping to not see fire in the distance as they came up over the hill before his home. What he hadn’t expected to see was one of the Shadow’s jeeps abandoned, and his wife sitting on the front step of their house, a haggard look on her face.

“Detén!” he yelled, and Gaz hit the brakes; they climbed out and Alejandro ran up to her. “Mi alma!” he froze, eyes wide in shock at the sight of slick crimson covering her face and body. “Qué te pasó?” he breathed, the fear in his stomach turning to straight ice.

She lazily looked up at him, pulling the cigarette from her mouth, puffing the smoke from her lungs; her free hand held up the whiskey bottle. “Drink?”

Alejandro bent down, feeling along her body. “Dónde estás herido?”

She tried to shrug off his hands. “I’m fine.”

“Dónde estás sangrando?”

“I’m not wounded.”

“Lo siento, debería haber estado aquí para protegerte. Lo sien—”

“Alejandro!” she yelled, and he fell silent, watching as she stared him down, put the butt of the cigarette in her mouth and warned, “It’s not my blood.”

His brows pinched in confusion. “Who’s bl—”

Ghost emerged from the house. Alejandro’s eyes zeroed in on the item he was holding, shock dripping from him like each droplet of scarlet that came from the metal baseball bat. “I think the Missus maintained a very good home defense.” He looked at Alejandro. “You might want to have professionals clean the brains out of the carpets.”

She stood up from the step, one hand holding the whiskey bottle, the other throwing the cigarette out to stomp its life out; she yanked the baseball bat out of Ghost’s hand and turned around, walking down the steps. “Take me to the bastard who brought enemies to my house. Tengo un regalo que me gustaría devolverle.”

She stood at the jeep door and Price asked, “What’s that?”

Tossing something his way, she muttered, “The nametags from their uniforms.”

“Where are their dog-tags?” Soap asked, and she gave him a dead-eyed stare.

“Los empujé por sus gargantas antes de golpearlos hasta la muerte.” She didn’t say anymore, climbing into the jeep.

Alejandro walked over to them, sparing a glance back to the house. “I…should call someone to clean this up.” he took Rudy’s phone and dialed a number, talking quietly to someone.

Soap looked at Rudy. “What did Missus Vargas say when I asked about their dog tags?”

Rudy frowned. “She shoved them down their throats before beating them to death.”

“Jesus fuck,” he said, glancing into the door to see her staring straight ahead. “Remind me not to get on her bad side.”

As they piled into the jeeps, Alejandro leaned into his wife, murmuring, "Mi alma, how did you know they were enemies?"

She breathed deeply and laid her head on his shoulder. "No me dijeron nuestra palabra clave. Sabía que no los enviaste para protegerme." Looking at him, she added, "Defendí nuestra casa, pero por favor, no me obliguen a hacerlo de nuevo."

Alejandro nodded. "Nunca más. Siempre estaré allí de ahora en adelante para asumir esa carga por ti."

[hedgehogsaretheultimatelifeform]

Kinktober 2024 Day Thirty One

Handcuffs

Simon "Ghost" Riley/John "Soap" MacTavish

“Hey Ghost.” Soap was waiting for him in the hallway as he opened the door.

“Hey, Soap.” Ghost felt the stress of work dropping from his shoulders as he closed the door behind him, matching Soap’s smile as he dropped his bag and kicked his boots off, before spreading his arms wide. Soap leapt into them, nuzzling his face into Ghost’s chest, using that as a distraction as he reached up to pull his tie off. He’d successfully tossed it to the ground, when Ghost closed his arms around him, holding him tight and lifting him an inch off the ground. Soap gasped, grabbing onto Ghost’s shirt collar and holding tight as he stretched his feet out, balancing on his tiptoes until Ghost let him down.

Soap wriggled out of Ghost’s arms, taking his hand and tugging him through the house, his gut twisting with nerves as he hoped that Ghost would like his surprise. “So, I got you a little something…”

“Do tell.” Ghost let himself be led to their living room, guided to sit on their sofa, and sat still as Soap removed his jacket, then his shirt. He was quickly piecing together a vague idea of where this was going, especially when Soap took his shirt off, too.

“So, you know how you said you wanted to try an escape room?” Soap said, his tone sounding like he was trying to casually change the subject as he walked around behind the sofa.

“Yeah.” Ghost rolled his head back, trying to follow Soap with his eyes. He’d mentioned it offhandedly, when they’d been out in town at the weekend, and the fake biohazard symbol on the poster had piqued Ghost’s interest.

“Good.” Soap nudged his head back up, leaning over the back of the sofa, putting a folded card into Ghost’s right hand, and holding the left between his own hands. “Thought I’d give you a taste of it, here at home.”

Ghost chuckled, flipping the folded card over in his hand as Soap gently massaged his knuckles. “So, what do I win?”

“Your freedom, duh. You escape the trap.” Soap laughed, eyes crinkling in the corners. “Go on, open it.”

Ghost rolled his eyes and opened the card, scanning through the short lines of text he found inside. It was a riddle, a pretty clever one, Ghost had to admit, even if the answer of, ‘go fuck your boyfriend to escape’, was a little obvious because of the context clues.

He chuckled as he set it down, about to turn and face Soap, when he heard a distinctively familiar metallic click, and he looked up to see one cuff from the pair fastened around his left wrist, and the other one closing around Soap’s right.

The other cuff clicked, and Johnny smiled at him.

Simon burst out laughing. “Smooth, Johnny. Real smooth.”

“Yeah, well. You’re in it now, and you know what you have to do.”

“Yeah, I do.” Ghost twisted his hand, hooking his fingers around the short chain, pulling on the cuffs, twisting it so the metal dug into Soap’s wrist. He yelped, darting back as Ghost leaned up, pulling his arm back, close to his body, dragging Soap’s hand, and by extension Soap, back towards Ghost. “I also know that you can’t get away from me.”

“Fuck. I didn’t think of that.” Soap sighed, hanging his head before grinning and scrambling up to climb over the back of the sofa. “Is there any chance that you’re feeling nice?”

“Sure, Johnny.” Ghost tugged Soap close and kissed him, running his free hand down over his bare torso. “Let’s get you to bed.”

Soap grinned again, quickly following Ghost as he stood and led the way to the bedroom, hand in hand with his boyfriend, the short chain clinking between them. Soap cuddled up to Ghost’s side as they walked, feet shuffling along the carpet as Ghost pushed open their bedroom door to find the room clean and tidied, with the blind drawn down and fresh sheets on the bed. Ghost smiled, leaning over to kiss Soap on the forehead. Soap always did have an eye for the important details.

When Ghost lingered in the door, Soap took over, hurrying to the bed, tugging Ghost along behind him. He dropped onto it first, laughing as Ghost immediately dropped down on top of him, because they were attached at the wrist, so where he went, Ghost went; not that they needed to be physically attached for that to happen.

Ghost cupped Soap’s chin, using his cuffed hand to hold him up as he kissed Soap, melding their mouths together in the way that their mouths did when they kissed; the way that was so utterly perfect that it made Soap’s heart swell, and question if his sister had been right, and that soulmates were in fact real…

Ghost moved his hand to Soap’s shoulder and rolled them over to Soap’s right, turning the pair of them on their sides, and then over again, putting Soap on top of him as Ghost cupped the back of his head and shifted his hips, making sure that Soap could feel that Ghost was hard through his slacks.

Soap grunted into Ghost’s mouth, gasping as he pulled back from the kiss. He didn’t get very far, what with Ghost’s hand on the back of his head, and him sucking Soap’s lip into his mouth. Soap whined, and Ghost let him go, letting him shuffle up and reach for the waistband of his joggers.

“Uh, uh. Let me handle it. I’m the… escapee, here.” Ghost tutted, twisting his hand again to grab hold of Soap’s, making him let go before he rolled them over again, leaning to one side as he tugged Soap’s joggers down himself.

Ghost quickly became aware that Soap was so eager, he’d forgone underwear today, when his hard dick was immediately exposed to him. Ghost elected to ignore it; instead brushing his hand over Soap’s thighs, his knees, his shins, as his other hand rested on Soap’s hip. Soap tugged on the cuff, trying to move it, but Ghost held firm, working slowly as he massaged Soap’s thighs, pushing them open, dipping a hand between them, before realising that he didn’t have enough space to work with.

He leant up and tugged a pillow down from the top of the bed, boosting Soap up and pushing it under his ass, propping Soap’s hips up to the proper height. Soap settled on the pillow, sighing comfortably, but even that couldn’t disguise the slight frown on his face, because Ghost hadn’t even touched his cock yet. Instead, Ghost was rising onto his knees, using both of his hands to undo his slacks, twisting the cuff again, making Soap’s hand brush up against his dick, hard inside his briefs. Soap whined, straining his arms as he reached down for Ghost’s cock, only ending up with his hands pinned to the bed for his efforts, leaving Ghost with no option to kick his briefs and slacks off, dropping them to the floor as he tutted at Soap.

“Trying to stop me, are you?” Ghost murmured. “You thought about that? You jerk me off, I won’t be able to fuck you, and get out of these? You want for me to have to stay handcuffed to you forever?”

“Ah…” Soap’s head fell back, surprised at Ghost’s commitment to the bit, and trying to match it. “You saw through my ruse.”

Ghost met his serious expression, and they both burst out laughing, Ghost half collapsing on top of Soap again as they kissed, easing their bodies against each other as Ghost’s heart fluttered. Soap was fucking perfect. His perfect guy. His guy.

Ghost took a deep breath as he leant back from the kiss and lifted Soap’s legs up, resting them over his thighs. He dipped his left hand under them to guide his dick towards Soap’s asshole, swallowing when he felt the cuff twist around his wrist, and Soap’s hand land on top of his.

“Need a hand?” He murmured, making Ghost laugh again.

“Love you.”

“You too.” Soap kissed him, then inhaled sharply, eyes wide as they both guided Ghost’s dick into his ass.

Ghost linked their fingers together, pulling them out from under their thighs as he rolled his hips forward. He leant down over Soap as he filled him up, tucking his free arm behind his head, using it to drag Soap up from the bed as he found the best angle to fuck him in, rolling his hips into him slowly and steadily. Soap kissed him, and they swallowed each other’s groans, leaving the only other noise in the room beside Ghost’s thighs hitting Soap’s, to be the little clink of the chain between the cuffs, as Soap pressed their joined hands back against Ghost’s shoulder, wrapping the pair up together as Ghost fucked him, slowly, sweetly, tenderly.

Ghost gasped when Soap clenched around him, cumming hard and begging for Ghost to come too, to come with him, and Ghost obliged. Or his dick did. It wasn’t like that was something he had a direct, conscious control over.

Ghost filled Soap up, all the while still kissing him. He got lost in Soap, laying on top of him, Soap’s tongue dancing in and out of his mouth until Ghost was soft in Soap’s ass, and neither of them knew how much time had passed.

When Ghost did eventually look up, the room was dark, lit only by the faint light of the streetlight outside, filtering through the thick blind in the window.  He looked back down at Soap. His mouth was open, lips swollen, looking blissfully peaceful, reaching up for Ghost’s face again, his movement making the chain clink, and prompting Ghost to touch the cuffs.

“Do I escape now?” Ghost murmured, his need to cuddle Soap screaming for the activity to be unimpeded by the restriction of movement the handcuffs caused.

Soap’s eyes widened. “Fuck. I think Gaz still has the keys. He didn’t get them back to me yet…”

Ghost burst out laughing again, collapsing at Soap’s side, gently running his hands down Soap’s face. “I love you.”

“Really?” Soap looked at him, pouting.

“Yeah.” Ghost ran his thumb over Soap’s lip. “I can bear to be handcuffed to you a little longer.”

Soap snorted, the embarrassed warmth disappearing from his face. “I think I have a spare set. Should be in a bag, just…”

“Not sure where the bag is?”

Soap nodded.

“It’s alright.” Ghost poked his cheek. “We can look together.”

[chvnnie]

I know you just did a soft dom Chan but I personally am obsessed with soft dom Changbin. Just the care-giving-est praising-est most adoring dom. He's all big and strong and he uses it to make you feel tiny (even if you physically aren't) and safe and warm I just.....

get out of my head rn this is some of my favorite shit of ALL. TIME.

i’m on the daddy dom agenda today and you’re all coming along for the journey.

SMUT — MINORS DNI

Changbin thinks it’s endearing that you still get flustered when he looks at you. How you shy away when he grabs your hand in public. The little giggle you give any time he hugs you, squeezing and lifting you as he spins in a circle.

It would be impossible to pick his favorite thing about you because everything about you is his favorite. So, he tries to narrow it down depending on the moment. What has him so infatuated that he feels like he’s falling in love all over again?

Right now it’s your disheveled hair, coming out of the braids you put them in before bed. His worn out shirt, too many sizes too big on you, clinging to your body from the static of the bedsheets. The fist rubbing your eyes, the lips parted to release a big yawn.

Oh, you precious little thing. Groaning as you flip in the bed, rolling into his body and clinging to him by the side like a koala. Your ear rests just above his heart, the gentle thud like a lullaby. Easing your eyes shut once more.

“Sweetheart.” His voice is raspy, dry and cracking from sleep. “It’s time to get up—“

“No.” You bury your face in his bare chest, the heavy scent of his body soap soothing your fussy soul. “Don’t want.”

“I know.” Softly, he takes off the hair ties keeping your braids in, letting the hair fall free before he combs it with his fingers. “But we gotta.”

Changbin tries to sit up, to move so you have no choice. Though exhausted, you find the effort to roll on top of him. Pinning him down.

“No.”

As if you’ve forgotten his strength. It’s okay, it’s early; it takes his brain a minute to wake up too. Arms firmly wrapped around you, he stands up with ease, despite your whines of protest.

“Yes.”

He loves the cute way you put, eyebrows furrowed as you give your best glare up at him. It doesn’t stop him from putting the fluffy, pink headband on your, pushing the stray hairs out of your face. He lathers the face wash in his hands before massaging it on your cheeks.

“Somebody woke up on the wrong side of the bed today.” He teases, laughing when you stick your tongue out at him and get soap on the tip of it. As grumpy as you are, you don’t move a muscle. Sitting perfectly on the bathroom counter as he washes your face before his own.

It’s like this every morning. You on the counter, him standing in front of you. Helping you get ready for the day as he readies himself. Are you fully capable of doing it on your own? Of course, and if you wanted to, Changbin would back off. But doing things for you is his favorite way to show his love.

Why does baby have to do anything when daddy is here?

Once your face and teeth are clean, you follow him into the closet. Sitting on the ground as he picks your gym clothes, packs an extra outfit to change into after you’re done.

“I don’t really want to go today.” You say with a sigh when he places the matching pink set in front of you. “Can we skip?”

“We had a rest day yesterday.” He takes the sweats he slept in off, tossing them aside before he starts to look for his own clothes. “It’s an easy day today. Just cardio.”

Oh, how dramatic you must be feeling today. Sighing before laying on the plush carpet floor, arm slung over your eyes.

“Just cardio? Daddy, cardio is the worst—“

Changbin’s hunt for a gym fit is abandoned, laughing as he kneels over you. In your show, the shirt you’re wearing has hiked up, cotton panties peeking from underneath it. Light blue with clouds decorating the fabric.

“Oh, baby.” His hands wrap around your wrists, moving your arms from your face. “It must be so hard to be you.”

Though you try to hold your pout, he can see the smile cracking. Nodding up at him.

“If you go, I’ll give you a treat.”

Suddenly, you look serious. “What kind of treat?”

Changbin just smiles at you before squeezing your wrists, bringing them above your head and holding them there.

Oh, how precious you are with wide eyes, unable to meet his gaze. Suddenly aware of how close his hips are to your own, how you’re stuck beneath his body. The fussy, pouty little girl he’s dealt with all morning now too shy to look at him. Squirming under his hold, not because you want out. But because that fuzzy, warm feeling has started to bloom.

You mumble something, and he’s pretty sure he knows what you said. But where’s the fun is giving in?

“Speak up, baby.” Changbin says, moving your wrists to one hand so he can turn your head back towards him. “Daddy can’t hear you.”

You swallow dryly, batting your lashes up at him. “W-want it now.”

“Already?” He teases with a chuckle, thumb stroking just beneath your lower lip. “But we were up late last night playing, baby. Isn’t that enough?”

It’s quick, the movement of your head. The soft whimpers that vibrate on his thumb. “No. No, I want more-“

Changbin loves how insatiable you can get. How one look or little word can turn you into a whimpering, needy girl. So obsessed with his cock that it’s all you can think about, slowly going mad the longer it takes to get it.

He loves how badly you need him, because he needs you just as much. If not more.

Your little gasps are so precious, dainty hands clutching at his broad shoulders as his cock works it’s way inside you. What he lacks in length, which isn’t much, he makes up for in width. The stretch always a little painful, burning and making your legs snap close.

“Shh, baby.” He whispers when your eyes start to water, face scrunching in pain.

“O-ouch—“

“I know, princess. Daddy’s got you.”

He makes sure to hold you close to his body, thumb stroking your hip bone as he bottoms out. Letting your head roll back, a broken, tearful moan coming from your lips. Leaning down, he kisses your exposed neck softly.

“You’re doing such a good job.” He mumbles against your skin. “So proud of my baby.”

When your walls flutter around him, the praise making your dizzy, Changbin begins to rock his hips. Rolling in a motion to get you more comfortable, pain morphing into pleasure as your cunt starts to adjust to him.

“More?” You whine out.

As long as you are his, you’ll want for nothing. Happily, Changbin starts to properly fuck you. Head buried in your neck, kissing and biting the skin. Carefully sucking beneath your ear to feel you twitch, to mark what’s his.

“Fuck.” He groans beneath your ear, his own eyes fluttering a bit. While he’ll tease you for slipping from him, so overwhelmed by his cock that you lose all thoughts, he feels it too. Drunk on your cunt, consumed by the perfect feeling that takes over his body when he’s deep inside you. You don’t notice how his groan has shifted into a low whimper. “It’s like this pussy was made for me.”

You let out the most delight cry when he hits the best spot, twitching intensely in his hold. Clinging to him as the grip on your sanity is lost.

“I-is yours.” Your words are slurred, almost incoherent. “All daddy’s—“

“Aw, baby. You’re so sweet.” He grunts as he thrusts harder, lingering deep inside as the tears break from your eyes. “Always perfect for daddy.”

He loves the way your eyes seem to brighten when you look at him, as if all of the love in the world is held within them. It makes him feel fuzzy, heart hammering and giggles scratching at his throat. Dizzy with how lovesick you’ve made him.

Your little hands cup his face, holding it still so you can look at him. Every inch of him, every bump, scar, ridge. The stroke of your thumbs on the apples of his cheeks is so soft, as if you’re holding fragile glass.

“Daddy perfect.” You whisper, lips trembling as they form an earnest smile. Beaming at him brighter than any star in the sky.

Changbin can’t pick what he loves the most about you, but he really thinks it’s how much you love him.

[lunarw0rks]

NSFW Alphabet | Soap MacTavish

A/N: I need this man carnally... in a way that is concerning to feminism :D

Warning(s): explicit content (18+), GN!Reader, smut, mentions of gun/knife play

Word Count: 1.7k

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NSFW Alphabet | Soap MacTavish

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

He would help you clean yourself off after, and probably get you some water or run a bath if you needed it. He would pepper kisses along any parts of you he was too rough with—the hickeys, scratches, or indents of his fingers when they dug into your flesh.

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

On his body, I feel like he loves his own thighs. How firm and muscular they are. They’re very sensitive and if you ever sit on his lap or grind on his thighs, he’d literally let you do it forever if he could.

On a partner, he’s an ass man. Even when not doing the deed, he’ll be ogling at it.

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

Heavy on the breeding kink, but won’t do it without your permission. If he can’t finish inside of you, loves cumming on your cleavage, practically painting you with it.

D = Dirty secret (pretty self-explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

Accidentally got turned on when you yelled at him for something, but he won’t ever admit that to you.

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

This man is a WHORE.

He’s not a womanizer or anything, but he’s had his fair share of hookups over the years, often not having time for anything more serious. Soap isn’t some sex god, but he definitely knows his way around the person he’s with—how he’ll figure out what makes them weak for him, and use it every time.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

Standing missionary—you on your back on the surface, while he stays standing, holding each of your legs.

Spooning position—both of you on your side on the bed, holding up your leg so you can remain the little spoon as he’s inside you.

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

He often tries to be serious, but fails. He’s not afraid to laugh if he or you slips, or bonks your head on something when things get heated enough. Soap’s just not the type who can turn off his humorous side, even when he’s buried inside you.

Besides, if he can make you giggle during sex, he’s won the lottery. Nothing turns him on more than knowing you’re comfortable with him.

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

This man has a mohawk. He’s very serious about his hair, especially down there. He definitely keeps himself well-groomed, at least as well as he can when deployed. If you ever mentioned it, he would change it according to your preferences, but overall he’d stay trimmed.

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

He loves keeping things romantic, but isn’t afraid to go dirty if that’s something you want from him. The only exception to being sensual would be if you gave permission to be used as a stress reliever; after a hard mission, etc…

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

He’s not excessive with masturbation, despite how needy he can be. Nothing replaces actually feeling your walls wrapped around his cock.

He jerks off to the polaroid of you he has in his wallet, nearly every time he’s deployed. Sometimes if he’s desperate enough, he’ll fiddle with the bracelet while he gets himself off.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

TELL ME I'M WRONG BUT—he has a free-use kink and he’s not ashamed of it. As long as he’s not focused on something serious, he’ll let you use him for your own pleasure. Mouth, thighs, fingers, etc… anything you want to use to get yourself off.

Pain kink—mans has a mohawk and you’re telling me he wouldn’t want you to pull on it. He’d mainly only want to receive the pain, however. You leaving scratches down his back or gripping his jaw tightly to make him look at you when he’s subbing? He’d probably propose on the spot.

Let me spell it out. M-U-N-C-H!! He will literally eat you out and expect nothing in return, sometimes picking random points in the day to do it, and then walk away like it was nothing after (w/ prior consent obv.)

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

Loves when you two have sex in the kitchen or on the dining table when he’s home. He loves how domestic and cozy it feels—bonus points for actually having some privacy with you for once. When he’s at the base, he loves the risk of fucking you in the training room just after his workout.

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

He really gets going when you give the cocky attitude back to him, especially if you match his chaotic energy while you do it.

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

He would never do knife play or gunplay, just not something he’s comfortable or confident in. Anything that would actually be dangerous is not what he wants. He’s fucking you so he can get you and himself off, not end up in a hospital.

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

He’s a sucker for both. Soap loves maintaining eye contact, receiving or giving. He wants you to see how good you’re making him feel, and vice versa when he’s giving.

Recieving: He adores when you suck him off, allowing him to fuck your throat. He never gets too carried away with it, he doesn’t want you to lose your voice, because then he won’t hear your moans later.

Giving: He typically ends up eating you out no matter what, and he won’t accept arguments about it. If you’re turned, he’s eating you out. No questions.

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

Most of the time he’s moderate to fast with his thrusts, but not so fast he overexerts himself or you. He doesn’t want to cum so quickly that it feels wasted. He likes the sounds of skin slapping that fill the room, but duly enjoys when he’s going slow enough to hear your wetness.

Deep down he wants you to let him destroy you sometime, especially after a rough day, but it’s not often he shows it. He loves using the element of surprise to his advantage.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

TBH as much of a manwhore as he is, I don’t think he wants quickies as much. He likes to spend his time with you, and not be held back by time. If there was some situation where a quickie might be the last time you two fuck for a while, then he would, but he’d rather savor his time with you.

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

It’s all about what you want first. Sometimes he’ll get an idea from a porno he watched, or a scene in a movie, and bring it up subtly—however, it’s rarely anything outlandish or harmful.

That’s about as far as he’ll with experimenting unless it’s something you bring up. Soap already knows what he likes, and how he likes it.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

He’ll go as many rounds as you want him to. One and done? Perfect, you’ll have time for a movie or dinner. Multiple? Just as good, because he gets to feel you wrapped around him longer. He’s able to maintain a lot of stamina both from work and his general experience with sex.

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

He wouldn’t use them on himself, but if his partner wanted one used on them, he would do it. He’s not actually threatened by you using toys on yourself (duh) but he’d probably joke about it, saying something sarcastic like “I got all I need right here, lad/lass” while he points to his mouth or bulge.

But then he’d end up admitting you were on to something with the toy play so… (^_-)

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

He attempts cruel teasing every once and a while, sometimes relishing in you squirm for him, but he usually wants you so bad he gives in to your begging rather quickly. He can’t stand to see the pout on your face, or if you tear up from overstim./edging.

If it’s something you really want him to do, he would do it, but he gets very needy as well in the process.

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

He’s not super loud in general, but if he’s subbing for you he’ll let out small groans of approval, especially if you’re degrading him. On top, he keeps the moans to a minimum.

He loves whispering Gaelic in your ear, knowing how much of a sucker you are for his accent and growly voice.

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

He gets extra frisky when he’s drunk, and considering how high his tolerance is, that’s not often. If you’re out for dinner/drinks, and you have something nice on paired with intoxication = he’s feral.

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

He’s pretty built, focusing mostly on his biceps and thighs when he works out—not on toned abs or back muscles. His lower stomach has a happy trail from his belly button to his pubes, and he has a slightly noticeable V line down his pelvis.

I don’t think he’s ginormous down there. He’s average, but not too a fault of course. Probably about 4 inches when soft—5.5-6 inches when hard—and he’s not super girthy.

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

He gets really needy when he’s deployed for long enough. During the day it won’t show, but as soon as he’s in bed at night or alone with you, he makes it pretty obvious what he wants.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterward)

I feel like he gets exhausted quite quickly afterward, especially if he puts extra effort into pleasuring you first. Of course, he would do some aftercare with you, but beyond that, he'd probably collapsed on the bed within ten minutes—snoring like a grizzly bear.

[snb-cleaning]

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[star-my]

berserk tiger - iii. interlocution

Pairing: Min Yoongi x Kim Seo-ah (OC)

Rating: PG-13

WC: 2.2k

CW: characters discuss their relationship (ew, emotions), author's questionable sense of humour leaks through, character is tipsy/has a hangover

A/N: No beta so feel free to point out typos or give concrit. Compliments are always nice. Moodboard photos are taken from Pinterest, edit is mine.

| Series Masterlist & Description | Masterlist | Ao3 |

Taglist (open): @bangtan-famiglia-net@bangtanwritershq @veronawrites

Seo-ah awoke to the sound of birds chirping, the melodic twittering floating in through the window opened a crack.

The heavy curtains were pulled, but a sliver of sunlight made its way through the slit in the middle, showcasing the fluff dancing in the air over her toes.

Covering a yawn, she got out of bed and stretched, noting the wrinkle-free blankets on the other half of the bed. Either Yoongi had made his half when he left or he’d never joined her in the first place. She wasn’t sure how to feel about that.

The shower in the ensuite was large and had far too many spouts for one person, or even two. Lately, Seo-ah had taken to using soap when she washed her hair, figuring she could save the cost of hair products, so she hadn’t brought any with her. She helped herself to the ones on the ledge, inhaling the ginger and mint scent with a pleased hum.

Showered and dressed, she headed to the kitchen to make breakfast and found Yoongi and Jinah cleaning up the island together.

A hint of pink showed on his ears and across his cheeks, and Jinah had a far-too-familiar smugness about her. Seo-ah squeezed her eyes shut, then stepped forward with a cheery greeting.

Yoongi greeted her, seemingly relieved, and Jinah gave her nothing but a pleased smirk. “Your plate is under the dome on the table,” she nodded. “We debated saving you some since you’re such a layabed, but decided you do enough to merit a holiday, so I made you a bowl.”

Seo-ah considered calling her mischievous little sister out on her veiled statements but decided she wasn’t prepared to deal with what that would unleash.

“You could’ve woken me up,” she protested, pulling out a chair and taking the chopsticks Yoongi handed her with a smile.

“No, you deserve to sleep in, unnie. Besides, now I can catch up on knowing my brother-in-law!”

Seo-ah choked on her rice. Jinah was Agust D’s sister-in-law, and was calling him oppa. She needed a nap, or maybe more of last night’s whisky.

“I’m glad my two favourite people are getting along,” she managed.

Jinah smiled serenely and Yoongi made his escape. 

~~~

Seo-ah’s phone buzzed. A text from Yoongi.

Min Yoongi: Can you come to my office?

A moment later, another text popped up.

Min Yoongi: The one in my home, not downtown. It’s the second door on the right off the living room.

Yes, because Jinah had gotten the tour before her, busy as she was having a panic attack on the floor of her new closet, and now she had to pretend to know where everything was.

Kim Seoah: Okay, be there in a minute.

Jinah waved her goodbyes, heading off to school, which Hoseok was driving her to, and Seo-ah waited until the taillights disappeared.

She knocked lightly on the door twice.

“Come in.”

Yoongi’s office was neat and clean, with nothing superfluous about it. Shades of grey and black, with some red thrown in for colour. The carpet was a swirl of red and black, and she immediately diverted any further thoughts about the colour schemes.

Two chairs stood in front of his large wooden desk, one a soft wingback and the other an uncomfortable-looking metal. He nodded at the soft chair in a gesture to sit down, so she sat, folding her hands nervously over her knee.

Yoongi’s long fingers pushed a small rectangle across the clear space on his desk to her. “This is yours.”

She picked it up. It was a credit card. She glanced at him. 

“It’s connected to the account under your name at my bank. Use it whenever. I told you I’d pay you for the jobs you take for me, so I’ll automatically deposit your wages there.”

She opened her mouth to refuse it, then closed it again.. She’d literally married him for his money, why would she refuse it now that she was married? Besides, she would be earning it herself, with her acting challenges. She’d quit her job at the pawn shop, intending to get a job closer to her new home. She needed income somehow, for when their contract was over.

“Thank you.”

She opened her mouth to ask him about the sleeping situation, but remembered his flusteredness this morning with Jinah’s teasing, and thought the better of it. But they were married, and they should talk about it like the adults they were. But the sheer awkwardness! Asking your spouse if they were going to sleep with you, even just in the literal sense!

“Spit it out,” he said dryly, noticing her internal struggle.

He asked. Here goes nothing.  

“What were your thoughts about us sleeping together?”

The arm supporting his chin slipped off his chair’s armrest.

“It didn’t seem like you slept in our bed last night,” she mentioned, hoping to help the conversation along. Horror dawned on her. “Was I sleeping on your side?”

He huffed a laugh through his nose, shaking his head. “I didn’t want to disturb you. We’re still somewhat strangers and I didn’t think you’d be comfortable with a man who’d just admitted he’s a criminal getting into bed with you.”

“We should have discussed this before we got married,” Seo-ah agreed, hoping her cheeks weren’t blushing as red as she felt. “And I apologise for anything my sister may have said this morning.”

“It’s alright. She reminds me of some of my men’s relationships with each other.”

“That’s good.”

“So…you want us to share a bed?”

“I think it would be the easiest thing to do to keep up the ruse, yes,” she said, praying that the blush covering her face would abate. “What if Jinah finds you sleeping on the couch one night, or wherever you slept?”

“I’ll just tell her you kicked me out because we argued,” Yoongi joked. “You have a point. As long as you’re comfortable with it.”

“I brought it up, didn’t I?”

He nodded his agreement at her point. Seo-ah had just felt the flames of awkward embarrassment fade when he turned back to her.

“About our physical relationship–we’ll be required to be somewhat tactile with each other, at least at the VIP events. Holding hands, my arm around your waist, et cetera. Will you be okay with that?”

Seo-ah let out her breath, uncertain if she was disappointed or not. “Yes, that will be fine. We’ll probably have to hug sometimes when Jinah catches us, she’ll find it weird if we never touch. I’m often touching her, just little things, you know? It’s important to me.”

“That will be fine. Is there anything else we need to settle?” “I don’t think so…oh, what are the most important things I should get when I go shopping later? The basics for surviving a society event I might get invited to?”

Yoongi frowned in thought, leaning back in his chair. “I’m not sure, but I know someone who will know.” Pulling out his phone, he texted someone, his thumbs flying over the keyboard.

“She’ll be here in five minutes.”

Seo-ah waited patiently as Yoongi worked in silence, glancing around the utilitarian office and out the half-window wall.

It afforded a lovely view of the porch and circular driveway, so she saw when a black car pulled in and a woman stepped out. She was wearing a blush-pink pantsuit and white stilettos, a white coat over her shoulders and a cherry-pink bag in hand.

A minute later she appeared in Yoongi’s doorway. “You called, boss?”

“You made it,” he said flatly. 

“Unfortunately for you,” she snipped, turning to a bewildered Seo-ah.

“Yah, be nice. Seo-ah, this is Kim Miran, my second-in-command’s wife. Miran, this is my wife, Seo-ah. She needs the basics for surviving elite society’s scrutiny.”

Miran hugged her quickly, stepping back to squeal in delight and clap her hands. 

“Yoongi, I take back every mean thing I said about you. Come on, Seo-ah, let’s shop until he’s broke!”

Seo-ah pulled back, looking to Yoongi for help. The traitor waved her off with a resigned smile. “I trust you to hold Miran in check, Seo-ah!”

~~~

The floorboard just outside their bedroom creaked, making Seo-ah wince as she opened the door. Sneaking in is fine as long as you don't have two dozen bags on your arms making your width impossible to quietly and efficiently move through doorways.

The soft glow of the lamp on the bedside table revealed Yoongi sitting in bed, arms crossed as he stared her down like she was a bird and he a cat. Heh, he was rather catlike, wasn’t he. Imagine calling him a cat to his face. He’d probably be offended it wasn’t a lion or something.

She giggled at the thought, still standing awkwardly in the doorway.

“Did Miran take you drinking?”

Seo-ah tried to raise her hand to pinch her fingers together, but they were full of bags. “Just a little,” she giggled. “I didn’t make you broke though.”

He sighed and got out of bed, revealing the fact that he was wearing nothing but boxers, something that made her hastily avert her eyes to the ceiling.

He chuckled at her preserving his innocence and took one armload of bags from her. The sudden change in balance made her tip into him, sending him sprawling on the floor. She landed on him with an oof, all the air blown out of her lungs.

He stared up at her, his petal-pink lips open in surprise. Seo-ah glanced back up at his round eyes. He really did look like a cat at that moment, and she couldn’t help the giggle that sneaked out.

Yoongi moved her off of him and stood up, letting her laugh on the floor as he hauled all of her now-spilled bags to the closet. “I’ll let you sort those out tomorrow,” he announced, coming out and standing over her as she still laughed.

“I’m glad to see you’re a giggly drunk and not a talkative drunk, but I imagine you’d prefer to giggle in bed with me since you were so concerned about it this morning.” He leaned down, grabbed her wrists to pull her up and hauled her over to the bed.

Seo-ah’s giggles stopped abruptly as he manhandled her between the covers, surprisingly gentle for a big bad mobster. She stared at the strands of hair that fell over his forehead. They looked soft. Was it his spicy shampoo?

The hand that he wasn’t tucking under the sheet smoothed the loose hairs back. He paused and glanced up at her.

She ran her fingers through his hair again. It was as soft as it looked. She hoped her hair would be that soft if she kept using his shampoo. 

“Do you like this?” she asked, scarcely above a whisper. 

He nodded. She kept finger-combing it for several minutes, until he finally straightened.

“Good night, Seo-ah.”

~~~

The dull throbbing in her temples was the first thing Seo-ah noticed when she awoke. With a belaboured sigh, she pushed herself up against the headboard.

The glass of water on her nightstand caught her eye. It was still cool. She drank it in three gulps, her mouth drier than a desert.

Stepping into the closet after her shower, nothing but a towel around her, she saw all the bags stacked neatly in a row on her side as the previous night’s memories came back. With a groan, she stepped past them to pull on some old, comfy clothes before facing her husband.

Really? Petting his hair like the cat Drunk Seo-ah was reminded of? Shivering with cringe, she stepped into the kitchen. It was empty today, with her meal again under the metal dome keeping the dishes warm. The bowl of hangover soup was the first thing she reached for.

Once her dishes were washed and put away, she headed to Yoongi’s office.

“Come in.”

She peeked in cautiously.

“Good morning, Seo-ah.”

“Good morning, Yoongi. I’m sorry about last night, if I made you uncomfortable or anything.”

“It’s fine,” he brushed it off. “It’s good you got along well with Miran. She can introduce you to people in society more naturally than I can. And she’ll be a good friend, in general. I’m sure she and her husband suspect something, but no one in my ranks can know that we’re looking for rats. Just…be careful what you say.”

Seo-ah nodded. “I’ll do that. And don’t worry about last night. I was able to spill our story and she didn’t sense anything off about it.”

“Good job. Did you get everything you needed, or will you be going out again today?”

Seo-ah thought about it. “Almost everything. I’ll just be out for a couple hours if Miran is free now.”

“Alright, be safe. When you get back, we should discuss bodyguards.”

“Okay. I’ll text you when I’m back.”

He waved her off and she texted her new friend.

Kim Seoah: I thought of something I need to shop for

Kim Miran: Say less

Kim Miran: Be there in ten!

[bita-bita]

Pt. 1

Pt. 2

I have so many do's and don'ts.

I wash my hands a lot, I need things to go a specific way for me to be pleased, I don't touch the carpet, I don't eat veggies, I don't eat fruits, I'm scared of this, I'm scared of that.

Do I really wanna die being scared of insects?? I don't think so!! I might not hold them in my hand this very moment but I'll love them more at least!!

I sat on the carpet yesterday, and I leaned back with my palms against the carpet. It's soft and fluffy! It felt.. wrong and I had the urge to go and wash my hands but FUCK IT. I'm done having so many limits. I don't wanna hold myself back from so many things.

Today I had this sudden urge to play with butter like a dough! Strange, yeah? At first I was like "nahhh it gets messy and it's oily and gross!!" but then I put some butter in a plate and started playing with it just for the hell of it! And it was so much fun! It melted all over my fingers and it was gross but.. free!! I made sure to make it as messy as I could let myself, just to practice to not be so tense and strict with myself all the time. AND THEN I LICKED IT FROM MY FINGERS TOO. HAH! I'm gonna be more playful about life from now on. We really should learn from kids. They're so free and happy all the time. It's always playtime for them! As it should be! I'm gonna get my clothes dirty. I'm gonna let kids make a mess in my house. I'll lie down on the carpet. I'll let dad touch soil and not make him wash his hands with soap like he's a kid xD (yes I made this military man go to the sink and wash his hands with soap after he moved one single pot. And I stood there watching to make sure he cleans them properly)

I'm gonna touch trees from now on. I'm gonna sit on the grass instead of sacrificing my friends and sitting on their lap instead lmao. I'm gonna stop being so guarded! I'm gonna start relaxing and enjoying myself, enjoying this beautiful world without being so scared.. I'm gonna trust this world a lil bit more. I heard somewhere that the cure to anxiety isn't control, it's trust. Istg I need to get that tattooed right on my forehead!

oh I feel so good right now.. I'm really glad this situation made me realize how tense I've been all this time.

[time4hemp]

What Is Hemp?

It’s A Trillion Dollar Cash Crop.

Hemp is a name given to a strain of the cannabis plant.

Hemp is a name given to cultivars of the cannabis plant (Cannabis sativa) that have been selected over many generations for fiber and seed production. Most hemp cultivars contain less than 1.5% THC, a narcotic compound that has the potential for abuse in high concentrations. Cannabis sativa cultivars selected and developed for their drug properties, referred to as marijuana, or dagga, can have a THC content of 3%-25%.  Hemp is a bast fiber, producing its fibers in the stalk similar to flax, kenaf, and sun hemp.

Multiple Uses

Hemp fiber and seed are used to produce a wide range of commodities including food and beverage products, fiberboard, insulation, paper, composites, textiles, carpets, animal bedding and feed, cosmetics, body-care products, soaps, paints, fuels, and medicines.

Hemp Seed Food and Beverage Products

Hemp seed contains about 25% protein, 30% carbohydrates, & 15% insoluble fiber. Hemp seed is reported to contain more easily digestible protein than soybeans. Hemp seed contains all 8 amino acids essential to human nutrition. Hemp seed is high in calcium, magnesium, phosphorus, potassium, carotene, sulfur, iron and zinc, as well as Vitamins A, E, C, B1, B2, B3, and B6.

Hemp seed imported into the United States or Canada must be steam sterilized at between 180 degrees F and 212 degrees F for 15 minutes to prevent sprouting. Many US facilities receive imported viable seed under customs bond, steam it, and release it to the consignee or customer with a Certificate of Sterilization.

Hemp food and beverage products include hemp oil and seed, flour, pasta, cheese, tofu, salad dressings, snacks, sweets, hemp protein powders, soft drinks, beer, and wine. Hemp beer can be made from the seed, flowers, sprouts, and seed cake that is a by-product of oil pressing. Hemp beer is produced and sold in Europe and the United States of America.

Hemp Oil

Hemp seed is 25% to 35% oil, and is one of the oils lowest in saturated fats (8%). Hemp seed oil is the richest source of polyunsaturated essential fatty acids (80%). Hemp seed oil is the only common edible seed oil containing Omega-6 Gamma-Linolenic Acid. Hemp seed oil is very fragile and not suitable for cooking.

Pressed hemp seed oil must be bottled immediately under oxygen-free conditions, and must be refrigerated in dark, airtight containers.

Fiberboard

Hemp fiberboard tested by Washington State University Wood Materials and Engineering Laboratory proved to be two and one half times stronger than wood MDF composites, and the hemp composite boards were three times more elastic.

Hemp herds can be used in existing mills without major changes in equipment. Russia, Poland and other Eastern European countries already manufacture composite boards from hemp and other plant materials.

Pulp and Paper

The major use of hemp fiber in Europe is in the production of specialty papers such as cigarette paper, archival paper, tea bags, and currency paper. The average bast fiber pulp and paper mill produces 5,000 tons of paper per year. Most mills process long bast fiber strands, which arrive as bales of cleaned ribbon from per-processing plants located near the cultivation areas.

Composites

Until the 1930’s, hemp-based cellophane, celluloid and other products were common, and Henry Ford used hemp to make car doors and fenders. Today hemp herds can be used to make new plastic and injection-molded products or blended into recycled plastic products. Hemp fibers are introduced into plastics to make them stiffer, stronger and more impact resistant. Hemp plastics can be designed that are hard, dense, and heat resistant, and which can be drilled, ground, milled, and planed.

Hemp plastic products currently made include chairs, boxes, percussion instruments, lampshades, bowls, cups, spectacles, jewelry, skateboards, and snowboards.

Hemp Animal Care

Hemp horse bedding and cat litter are produced and sold in Europe. After oil is extracted from the hemp seed, the remaining seed cake is about 25% protein and makes an excellent feed for chicken, cattle, and fish. Chickens fed hemp seed on a regular basis have been found to produce more eggs, without the added hormones used in most poultry plants.

Fuels

Hemp seed oil can be combined with 15% methanol to create a substitute for diesel fuel which burns 70% cleaner than petroleum diesel. Hemp stalks are rich in fiber and cellulose, making them conducive for conversion into ethanol and methanol fuels that have a higher octane than gasoline and produce less carbon monoxide. These biomass fuels are also free from sulfur, and do not require the addition of lead and benzene used to boost octane and improve engine performance in fossil fuels. Ethanol holds condensation, eliminating oxidation and corrosion, and is reported to reduce carbon dioxide emissions by more than 30%.

Hemp has been studied in Ireland as a biomass fuel to generate electricity. Hemp has been reported to yield 1000 gallons of methanol per acre year. Hemp stalk can be converted to a charcoal-like fuel through a thermochemical process called pyrolysis. Henry Ford operated a biomass pyrolitic plant at Iron Mountain, Michigan in the mid-20th.

Paints and Varnishes and Binders

Until the 1930's, most paints were made from hemp seed oil and flax seed oil. Hemp oil makes a durable, long lasting paint that renders wood water-resistant. Hemp herds have the potential to make glues for composite construction products that are non-toxic and superior to binders currently used. With this technology, industry can produce composite products where all components are derived from hemp.

Markets for Hemp Pulp

Some paper manufacturers already have the equipment to process decorticated hemp fiber into paper. The leading European supplier of non-wood pulp, Celesa, currently produces about 10,000 tons per year of pulp from hemp. The use of hemp pulp in blends with recycled fiber of other non-wood fibers is growing. Tests by several European pulp and paper producers suggest that hemp pulp may replace cotton cost effectively in several specialty paper applications.

Potential Markets for Medical Application of Low-THC Hemp Cultivars

Many cannabis medicines have been produced using cannabis cultivars high in THC, and there has been medical research into cannabis that is low in THC and high in CBD.  CBD is a cannabinoid that does not have many of the psychoactive effects associated with THC.  CBD has been used to treat the following medical conditions: epilepsy, dystonic movement disorders, inflammatory disorders, pain, chronic insomnia, chorea, cerebral palsy, and Tourette's syndrome. According to a July 1998 report by the National Institute of Health, CBD may hold promise for preventing brain damage in strokes, Alzheimer’s disease, Parkinson’s disease and even heart attacks and has been found to prevent brain cell death in an experimental stroke model.

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[asgcleaningmn]

Budget-Friendly Floor Cleaning Hacks for a Sparkling Home by ASG

1. Vinegar and Water Solution for Hardwood Floors:

Ingredients: Mix equal parts of water and white vinegar.

Method: Gently mop hardwood floors with this solution to remove grime and leave a natural shine.

2. Baking Soda Scrub for Tile Floors:

Ingredients: Create a paste of baking soda and water.

Method: Apply the paste to tile grout lines, scrub gently, and rinse for a brightened, stain-free finish.

3. Lemon and Olive Oil for Laminate Floors:

Ingredients: Mix lemon juice and olive oil.

Method: Apply the mixture to a cloth and buff laminate floors for a streak-free shine.

4. Club Soda for Carpet Stains:

Ingredient: Pour club soda on fresh carpet stains.

Method: Blot the stain with a cloth to lift it. Repeat until the stain fades.

5. Cornstarch Absorption for Greasy Spills:

Ingredient: Sprinkle cornstarch over greasy spills.

Method: Leave it for 20 minutes to absorb the oil, then vacuum it up.

6. Black Tea for Wood Floors:

Ingredient: Brew black tea and let it cool.

Method: Dampen a cloth with the tea and use it to clean wood floors for added shine.

7. Vinegar and Dish Soap for Vinyl Floors:

Ingredients: Mix warm water, vinegar, and a few drops of dish soap.

Method: Mop vinyl floors with this solution for a gentle, effective clean.

These DIY hacks provide effective and affordable solutions for various floor types. At ASG floor cleaning service in Minneapolis, we value sustainable cleaning practices. For specialized and thorough floor cleaning, reach out to our floor cleaning company. We're here to keep your floors looking their best while keeping your cleaning routine affordable and eco-friendly.

[alfiejacob]

Weekly Cleaning Toronto: A Comprehensive Guide to Keeping Your Home Spotless

Welcome to our comprehensive guide on weekly cleaning in Toronto! Keeping your home clean and tidy is not just about aesthetics; it also promotes a healthy and stress-free living environment. Whether you're a busy professional, a full-time parent, or someone who simply wants to maintain a clean abode, this article will be your go-to resource.

Toronto, a bustling metropolis, has unique cleaning challenges due to its diverse weather conditions and urban lifestyle. However, with the right approach and effective cleaning strategies, you can tackle any mess that comes your way. In this guide, we'll cover everything from room-by-room cleaning tips to eco-friendly solutions and expert advice to make your weekly cleaning routine a breeze.

Weekly Cleaning Toronto: The Basics

Before diving into the specifics, let's understand the fundamentals of weekly cleaning in Toronto. The key to a successful cleaning routine is consistency and efficiency. By breaking down your tasks into manageable chunks, you'll avoid feeling overwhelmed and maintain a cleaner home all week long.

Living Room Cleaning

Your living room is often the heart of your home, where you relax, entertain guests, and spend quality time with loved ones. Here's how to keep it sparkling:

Declutter and Organize: Start by tidying up any clutter and organizing items like books, remote controls, and magazines. Use decorative baskets or shelves to keep things in order.

Dust and Polish Surfaces: Use a microfiber cloth to dust all surfaces, including shelves, tables, and electronics. For wooden furniture, apply a suitable polish to restore its natural shine.

Vacuum and Clean Floors: Thoroughly vacuum carpets, rugs, and upholstery. For hardwood or tile floors, mop with a gentle cleaner to remove stains and grime.

Kitchen Cleaning

The kitchen is the heart of any home, and proper cleaning is essential to maintain a hygienic space for cooking and dining:

Clear the Countertops: Remove all items from the countertops and wipe them clean. Disinfect using a food-safe cleaner to eliminate germs.

Clean Appliances: Wipe down the refrigerator, microwave, oven, and other appliances both inside and out. Check the fridge for expired items and dispose of them.

Scrub the Sink: Use a non-abrasive cleaner and scrub the sink thoroughly. Don't forget to clean the faucet and handles.

Sweep and Mop the Floor: Sweep the kitchen floor to remove debris and mop with a suitable floor cleaner for a spotless finish.

Bedroom Cleaning

A clean and cozy bedroom promotes better sleep and relaxation. Here's how to keep it inviting:

Change Beddings: Strip the bed and replace the sheets, pillowcases, and duvet covers with fresh, clean ones.

Dust and Vacuum: Dust all surfaces, including nightstands and dressers. Vacuum the floor, paying attention to corners and under furniture.

Air Out the Mattress: If possible, take the mattress outside for a few hours to air it out and eliminate odors.

Organize Closets: Declutter your closet regularly and donate or discard clothes you no longer wear.

Bathroom Cleaning

A clean bathroom is essential for personal hygiene. Here's how to keep it sparkling:

Clean the Toilet: Use a toilet bowl cleaner and brush to thoroughly clean the inside of the toilet bowl. Wipe down the exterior with a disinfectant.

Scrub the Shower and Bathtub: Use a bathroom cleaner and scrub the tiles, tub, and shower area. Remove soap scum and mold.

Wipe Sink and Countertops: Clean the sink and countertops with an all-purpose cleaner. Don't forget to shine the faucets.

Replace Towels: Replace used towels with fresh ones. Launder the used towels promptly.

Eco-Friendly Cleaning Tips for Toronto

Use Vinegar and Baking Soda: Vinegar and baking soda are natural cleaning powerhouses. Use vinegar as a surface cleaner and baking soda as a gentle abrasive for tough stains.

Make DIY Cleaning Solutions: Create your own eco-friendly cleaning solutions using simple ingredients like lemon, essential oils, and water.

Invest in Microfiber Cloths: Microfiber cloths are reusable and excellent for dusting and wiping surfaces without harsh chemicals.

Weekly Cleaning for Seasonal Changes

Summer Cleaning: Focus on decluttering and keeping your home well-ventilated during hot and humid summers.

Fall Cleaning: Prepare for colder weather by cleaning gutters, sealing drafts, and organizing winter clothing.

Winter Cleaning: Combat winter blues with regular cleaning, fresh scents, and cozy ambiance.

Spring Cleaning: Deep clean your home after winter and prepare for the vibrant season ahead.

Weekly Cleaning Hacks for Busy Professionals

Create a Cleaning Schedule: Plan specific cleaning tasks for each day to avoid feeling overwhelmed.

Delegate and Involve Family Members: Share cleaning responsibilities with family members to make it a team effort.

Use Quick Cleaning Techniques: Learn efficient cleaning techniques, like the 15-minute room cleanup, for busy days.

FAQs

Q: How often should I clean my home on a weekly basis?

A: Cleaning your home once a week is generally sufficient for most households. However, if you have pets or allergies, you might need more frequent cleaning.

Q: Can I use vinegar on all surfaces?

A: While vinegar is safe for many surfaces, it's acidic, so avoid using it on natural stone countertops.

Q: What's the best way to remove stubborn stains?

A: For stubborn stains, use a mixture of baking soda and hydrogen peroxide, or consider seeking professional cleaning services.

Q: How can I maintain a clean home with a busy schedule?

A: Utilize quick cleaning techniques, set a cleaning schedule, and involve your family in the process.

Q: Are there any eco-friendly cleaning services in Toronto?

A: Yes, Toronto offers various eco-friendly cleaning services that use sustainable products and practices.

Q: How can I prepare my home for special occasions?

A: Plan ahead and focus on key areas, like the living room and kitchen, to make your home party-ready.

Final Thought

Keeping your home clean and well-maintained is an essential part of modern living in Toronto. By following the tips and strategies outlined in this comprehensive guide, you can easily manage your weekly cleaning tasks and enjoy a spotless and comfortable living space. Remember to stay consistent, involve your family, and embrace eco-friendly cleaning practices to make the process enjoyable and efficient.

[dinosaurcharcuterie]

This still works on adults, btw.

The place I worked at before this had a really nice, modern building with lovely surroundings. Pay was great, benefits were fantastic. And it turned some people into what I can only describe as arrogant shit goblins to anyone they perceived as lesser.

The lunch staff was relatively spared, as they decided via committee what was on the menu beyond drinks and chocolate bars, and also how stingy they were with your portion size.

Maintenance could shut down part of the park around the building if it got too messy, and put your non-lethal repair request all the way down to the end of the wait list, so there was some calculation involved in the disrespect they faced.

But the cleaners? Some people decided those were free game. And in ludicrous ways. Trash was thrown on the floor instead of the waste basket 5 steps away. Sorting it, as these people did at home? Not happening. Someone put up signs to not take hot drinks in carpeted areas and it only seemed to motivate people to take their coffee break there. Let's not even mention the toilets.

There was very little in way of cleaning desk-based employees could be forced to do beyond take out trash. There were protections in place describing exactly which tasks were part of your contract and which weren't. This was mainly to keep interns from being hazed and managers from shoving off responsibilities, and it seemed to backfire spectacularly.

Until someone had the bright idea that cleaners had those same protections. They had been hired to clean the office space of responsible adults with a certain expected amount of manners. Not be the live-in maid of Gordon in Sales.

Your group had a chronic un-sorter? Your room was regularly found with the floor covered in tissues? Welp, guess you weren't part of the cleaners' responsibility anymore for a month or two. Have fun figuring out where the trash goes after the bin is full, because you will be reported if you start filling up the trash of others groups so they don't have space for their own. Oh, you want your floors cleaned and the desks sanitized? Put in a request, and wait for there to be a supervisor ready to confirm there's no tripping hazards as were reported last time. Yes, every time.

Toilet stalls covered in bodily fluids? Sink area regularly pollocked with liquid soap? Yeah, those restrooms were closed for "maintenance" now. How long? Doesn't matter to you. Next wing has other ones. Enjoy your walk.

The coffee stains on carpet could and did result in the really, really, REALLY nice coffee machine nearest to the area being removed. You could get a jug of black coffee from the cafeteria, if you were willing to make the trek. No perishables allowed to be stored in offices, too much of a biohazard, so no latte or cappuccino for you. Sugar? That attracts ants, don't keep that in your cubby! Maybe go up or down a floor to someone else's break room, listen to the rumors about why "your" machine got taken away.

Same could be done with dishwashers--and the crockery that came with them--or fridges or vending machines.

By the time I got there, the on-boarding talk included a pre-emptive "there will be natural consequences if custodial staff is not respected". Failure to heed that warning was swiftly called out by coworkers, albeit a bit more grumpily by those who felt like their place of work should come with their own personal punching bag. Some types were so far gone that they ignored that, too, and then complained to their supervisors about it. They were respectfully informed which comforts were stipulated in their contract, and which ones could only be provided in a work environment that allowed all staff to work according to theirs.

Most people adapted without issue.

So how do I know this wasn't all hugely exaggerated rumor?

One section of the building was kept for external contractors and inspectors. You'd be banished redirected there if your space was temporarily unavailable, or for some seminars. In the six years I worked there, there were maybe two of them were the trash was collected, maybe three months where the toilets were accessible and I think less than six weeks where the break area was more than a sink and some empty cupboards.

im always thinking about that post where someones grandma said “some people have never cleaned a bathroom and it shows” bc it does show

[excellencejanitorialservices2]

Got Dirty Grout? Get Grout Cleaning Service in Bakersfield!

Tile & Grout is a beautiful feature in any room, over time dirt, grime, food particles settle in the grout lines.  A grout cleaning service in Bakersfield can have a direct impact for restoring your floors, walls, and other tiled surfaces improving the appearance. Some kitchens has back-splash tiles or bathroom wall tiling. These are common areas they need professional cleaners, to remove the built-up dirt and soap scum in the shower. leaving your grout looking fresh and bright.

Noteworthy Benefits of Grout Cleaning Services in Bakersfield:

Tile appearance restoration - Over time, grout can become discoloured and stained due to dirt, spills, soap scum, or just daily activity. Grout is highly porous, which means it absorbs dirt and liquids more easily than the tiles themselves. A professional grout cleaning service in Bakersfield can deep clean and bring back the colour after the cleaning. The cleaners use specialized tools, steam with equipment, to penetrate deep into the grout lines and remove grease and dirt. This restores the overall look of your tiled surfaces, making them appear fresh and vibrant again.

Improves hygiene and cleanliness - Grout, especially in kitchens and bathrooms, can be a breeding ground for bacteria, mold, and mildew. These contaminants thrive in the porous spaces of grout, where moisture and food particles often get trapped. This can lead to unpleasant odours this isn’t hygienic. As professionals that do grout cleaning services can effectively remove mold, mildew eliminate bacteria and thoroughly sanitize any affected areas. By eliminating these bacterial enemies, we are making the environment for your family healthier.

Enhanced tile lifespan - When grout is left dirty or not maintained, it can looks discoloured. Dirt and grime can break down the integrity of the grout line over time, leading to cracks and even the need for costly repairs. If moisture gets trapped in grout lines, it can weaken both the grout and the tiles, causing them to shift or even come loose. Regular professional grout cleaning helps preserve the grout's structure by keeping it clean and free of harmful substances. It also helps maintain the bond between the tiles and grout, extending the lifespan of your entire tiled surface.

Removes tough stains preventing discoloration - Many homeowners don’t know that food spills, can discolor or harsh cleaning products can stain the grout. Professional grout cleaning services in Bakersfield use specialized equipment and cleaning solutions that can break down and lift these tough stains. With their knowledge of different types of grout and stains, professionals can target discoloration effectively, leaving your grout looking new again without the need for excessive scrubbing or abrasive chemicals.

Why Excellence Janitorial Services & Carpet Cleaning?

Professionals from Excellence Janitorial Services & Carpet Cleaning offers grout cleaning services in Bakersfield at affordable costs. With our service, you can save time and invest it in other activities. We not only remove the dirty stains from your grouts, but also save you from costly replacements in the future.

[unitedwaterrestoration]

10 Pro Tips from Water Damage Repair and Restoration Experts

Water damage can be a homeowner's worst nightmare. Whether it's from a burst pipe, a flooded basement, or a leaking roof, water can cause serious damage to your home and belongings. As experts in water damage repair and restoration, we’ve gathered some pro tips to help you handle the situation efficiently and minimize long-term problems. Here are some important things to keep in mind when dealing with water damage:

1.Act Fast! Time is of the Essence

Acting quickly is one of the most crucial things to remember when facing water damage. The longer water sits in your home, the more damage it can cause. In as little as 24 hours, mold can grow, and materials like wood and drywall can begin to weaken.

2.Turn Off the Water Supply

If the water damage is caused by a leak or burst pipe, you first need to turn off your home’s water supply. Most homes have a main water shut-off valve near the water meter or where the water line enters the house.

3.Shut Off Electricity (If Safe to Do So)

Water and electricity don’t mix. If the water has reached areas where electrical outlets, wires, or appliances are located, turn off the power to avoid the risk of electrical shock. If it's safe, use the breaker box to switch off the electricity.

4.Move Valuables and Furniture

Once the immediate danger is under control, focus on moving any valuable items or furniture out of the water’s path. Water can damage personal belongings, electronics, and furniture. The quicker you can remove items from the affected area, the better your chance of saving them.

5.Dry Out the Area Quickly

After the water has been stopped and the valuables are out of harm’s way, it’s time to focus on drying out the area. If not dried quickly, water-soaked materials like carpets, rugs, and drywall can lead to mold and other long-term damage. Use fans, dehumidifiers, and open windows to promote airflow and speed up drying.

6.Inspect for Mold and Mildew

Mold can begin to grow within 24-48 hours of water exposure, especially in damp and dark areas like basements. Look for any signs of mold, such as musty smells, discoloration, or fuzzy patches on surfaces. If you notice mold growth, call a water damage repair and restoration expert right away.

7.Don’t Try to Do Everything Yourself

While acting quickly is important, don’t try to tackle all the repairs on your own, especially if the damage is extensive. Water damage restoration experts have the proper equipment and expertise to handle even the most severe situations.

8.Check for Structural Damage

Water can weaken your home’s structure. If the water damage is significant, it’s important to check for signs of structural issues. Look for cracks in the walls, ceilings, or foundation and sagging or soft spots in floors. These could indicate that the water has affected the structural integrity of your home.

9.Use the Right Cleaning Products

If you’re cleaning up after a small water spill, use the right cleaning products. Mild soap and water can help clean most surfaces, but be cautious when using harsher chemicals. Some cleaning products can react with the materials in your home or contribute to mold growth.

10.Prevent Future Water Damage

After the water damage is cleaned up and repaired, prevent future issues. This might include cleaning your gutters regularly, inspecting your roof for leaks, and ensuring your plumbing is in good condition. Installing sump pumps, backflow valves, and waterproofing your basement can also help keep water out of your home in the future.

Conclusion

Dealing with water damage can be overwhelming, but following these pro tips can help you manage the situation more effectively. Acting fast, protecting your belongings, and calling in the experts when needed are essential steps in minimizing water damage to your home. By staying proactive and taking the right steps for water damage repair, you can ensure your home remains safe, dry, and free from long-term damage.

[eowynstwin]

Ghost always needs something to do. Call it a character flaw. And contrary to what might make sense, he doesn't like to live alone, if only because it reminds him that he really does exist when he isn't over there--that he isn't just some phantom animating the fatigues and the tac vest and the mask.

And he's a pretty great roommate, all things considered. He pays his share of the bills on time. He doesn't bring people over and doesn't care if his flatmate does. He keeps his room spotless and cleans up after himself in communal space. He doesn't pack the fridge with beer and stale takeout. Just about the only thing worth complaining about is the odd hours he keeps, and the unpredictable nature of his work schedule.

Oh, and the mask. A lot of people don't like that.

He learns through the grapevine--an old roommate's coworker's friend or something--that you've managed to pull off the impossible and gotten a terrible roommate evicted after six months of living hell. It's the typical horror story: trash hoarding plus late fees plus hookups that don't know when to leave, garnished with a booming stereo at all hours of day and night. Something Ghost has experienced before, and seriously considered utilizing his unique set of skills to murder and cover up.

(He didn't. But most roommates don't stick around if they find him casually cleaning a disassembled handgun on the coffee table.)

Meanwhile, his own lease is up, he doesn't mind subletting, and the rent is within his budget. The place even has a washer in-unit. He pounces before anyone else can.

Gaz is free on move-in day to help him with his bed, and Ghost doesn't own much to begin with, so it only takes a day and a borrowed truck to get everything ready for transfer.

"You met 'em yet?" Gaz asks, swinging into the passenger seat.

"Friend of a friend," Ghost says.

"You have friends?"

"Alright, sergeant."

Gaz snickers, and they head over to the complex.

When they enter the unit it is...well, not as bad as it could've been, at least. Clearly some effort has been made to tidy up. But there are half-filled boxes everywhere, piles of mail, a couple of tied up bin bags by the door. You are nowhere to be seen.

Ghost can feel Garrick's eyes on him.

"You sure about this, mate?" the sergeant asks.

"Already paid the first month."

"Damn."

"Yeah. Let's check the bedroom."

It turns out to be the cleanest room so far. The carpet is actually a little damp, like it had been steam-cleaned earlier that day, and there's a nice ensuite bathroom without a speck of mildew or mold. The toilet looks new.

Reassured, they get to bringing everything in, and Gaz even sticks around to help reassemble the bed frame, clearly trying to earn the free pizza Ghost will owe him for this. They're just about done when they hear the door open and close. They share a look.

You are clearly not expecting two large, burly men to be present, because when they exit the bedroom you shriek with the full pent-up tension of someone whose home still feels like a claw trap, hard enough that you clearly are on the verge of crying.

"Sorry!" Gaz exclaims, holding up both hands. Ghost is lucky it's Gaz with him--the young sergeant has an easy affability that Soap has to work hard at projecting and Price never bothered cultivating. "It's alright, miss, we didn't mean to scare you. Just movin' in, yeah? Should've left a note on the door or something."

You've covered your mouth to silence yourself, eyes wide, and Ghost and Gaz wait while you collect yourself. You start nodding.

"Of course," you say, dropping your hand, voice shaky, "no, I should've remembered--oh, it's a mess in here, I'm sorry, it must look terrible--I'm so sorry--"

"It's okay," Gaz says, soothing. "Hey--I'm Kyle, alright? And this is--"

"Simon," Ghost cuts in. No need to spook the poor thing further.

"Pleased to meet you," you say, giving your own name. Your hand is flat on your chest. You're breathing hard. "Listen, this--none of this is mine, well, most of it, the mail is mine, but the boxes are the old tenant's stuff, he's been dragging his feet. I promise it isn't supposed to look like this."

"Old guy left his stuff?" Ghost asks, frowning.

"Yes," you reply. You glance at him briefly, then look back at Gaz. "Are you--are you my new flatmate?"

Ghost doesn't blame you. Most people prefer Gaz, young and kind-looking and brimming with good manners. Not easy to clock as a paid killer at first glance. He's actually a little sorry to have to disappoint you.

"Er, no," says Gaz. "Just helpin' Simon out."

"Oh..." you say, and you look at Ghost again. He sees you notice the mask. "Oh, I--I'm sorry, I carry one in my bag, do you need me to--"

Interesting.

"No," Ghost says. "Don't worry about it."

"Oh," you repeat. "Okay. Um." You look around the room again, awkward.

Showing his cruel streak, Gaz grins. "Well, we've finished up, and I gotta get the lorry back where it belongs. Good luck, mate," he says to Ghost, and to you, "Nice meeting you!"

And the little traitor makes his escape, leaving the two of you standing there like idiots.

"I really am sorry," you say again, fussing with the strap of your work bag, which is digging into your shoulder. "This is a terrible thing to move into. I've texted him so many times, and he keeps saying he'll come and get them, but it's been days, and I knew you were coming, and I didn't want to touch his stuff because he's so hard to deal with if I do--"

"Where's the dumpster?" Ghost interrupts.

"What?"

"The bin. Where is it?"

"Back of the building?"

"Right," says Ghost, picking up the nearest box and turning to leave.

"What? No!" you exclaim. He hears the quick steps behind him as he walks through the kitchen. "No, please, he's going to come back!"

"Not his flat anymore," Ghost says.

You manage to slide between him and the door. "But it is his stuff! You can't just throw it away!"

"Sure I can," Ghost says.

"It's not right!"

He looks down at you. You're a cute little thing, in your business casual and harried indignation. There's a desperate sort of slant to your brows, a frantic look in your teary eyes. You look tired, the kind of tired that's had to take care of everything.

"Don't think you deserve it being here, pet." He says it as gently as he can.

The tears gather thicker. "He'll be furious with me."

"I'll deal with him," Ghost promises.

You look him up and down, lips pressed into a thin, upset line. You squeeze your eyes shut and take a deep breath. "Okay. Just...not the dumpster. Leave it outside for him."

"Sure," Ghost agrees.

Wiping your eyes, you step aside.

There is so much useless garbage in the boxes that Ghost doubts the former tenant actually meant to retrieve any of it. Old newspapers from three years ago--who reads newspapers anymore?--CDs marked with incomprehensible scrawl in black sharpie, a collection of dusty, ancient ballcaps, and an entire box of instant ramen so old that Ghost doesn't even recognize the branding. That's just what's recognizable. He piles everything a few yards away from the door and even takes the bin bags out to the dumpster. If whatever's inside isn't supposed to be thrown away, it shouldn't have been bagged up like trash.

When he comes back inside, job finished, he finds you standing in the living room, staring at the now-tidy space. You'd taken the opportunity to shower and change. You look cozy, in baggy joggers, a loose t-shirt, and damp hair held up with a clip.

Cute little thing.

"Wouldn't sit on that couch before getting it cleaned," Ghost says by way of greeting.

"Oh," you say, directing your watery gaze at him. "Most--most if it was from his room. It wasn't there that long, I think it'll be okay...maybe I should have helped you."

"He can't get mad at you this way."

"Maybe," you say. "But--thank you. It feels nicer in here already."

The smile you give him is faint, but it's there, and it activates something in Ghost's brain that...tunnels his vision, a little bit. It eats through him fast, shoots little zaps of electricity down the back of his neck.

"Sure," he says, "gonna wash off now."

"Alright," you say, and he leaves you standing there, staring at an empty room.

…roommate Ghost who within a month of living with you assigns himself as your keeper.