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doormouseetcappendix · 2 years ago
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My Winter 2023 Audiobook Listening Log Part 11
Anno Dracula: 1999 Daikaiju (2019) by Kim Newman 
Devil House by John Darnielle (2022) read by John Darnielle 
A Headful Of Ghosts by Paul Trembly (2016) read by Joy Osmanski
The Troop by Nick Cutter (2014) read by Corey Brill 
The Deep by Nick Cutter (2015) read by Corey Brill
Little Heaven by Nick Cutter (2017) read by Corey Brill
Threshold by Caitlin R. Kiernan (2001) read by Lauren Fortgang
Daughter Of Hounds by Caitlin R. Kiernan (2007) read by Suzy Jackson 
Paradise Lost  by John Milton (1667) read by Simon Vance
The Sandman Act II by Neil Gaiman (2021) read by Neil Gaiman, James MckAvoy, Emma Corrin, Brian Cox, Kat Dennings, John Lighgow, Bill Nighy
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chloesimaginationthings · 4 months ago
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FNAF Springtrap's first night in Dead by daylight..
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trekkerac · 3 days ago
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he's like a faulty lightbulb
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simply-ewok · 7 months ago
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rolling over, half asleep, in the middle of the night and when you stretch your arm out you end up smacking ghost in the face, and you can’t help but fling yourself back with a loud gasp before realizing it’s just your man, who yet again, snuck inside and cozied up to you without stirring you (bc he hates waking up his baby) bc he was able to come home early and chose to surprise you. and after you relax and begin apologizing for hitting him you hear his low, growly chuckle as he sits up to pull you into his chest, kissing your forehead before mumbling into your sweet smelling hair “it’s all right lovie, di’n’t mean to scare you.”
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heavenbarnes · 1 month ago
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thinking about older bf!simon that takes great pride in being your built in pain relief.
“you right?”
delicate as always, gruff voice cutting through the peaceful lull as he stands right in the way of the television you were only really listening to.
“just a headache”
“you taken anything for it?”
you slowly open one eye as far as you can manage, confirming that the look on his face is endearing and he’s not purposefully asking stupid fucking questions.
he’s only man after all.
“i’ll give y’one if y’like?”
before you even have a chance to ask him what “one” might be in this scenario, he’s already nudging you up the couch to sit beside you.
he doesn’t give you the chance to ask any questions, really- not when he’s tucking your back into his side and slipping a large hand down your front.
long fingers slide your shorts to the side and immediately get to work, other hand holding your thighs open (more for his line of sight than anything).
“simon- you don’t have-”
“none a’that, rest y’head and i’ll take care a’ya”
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shotmrmiller · 23 days ago
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getting shot down by ghost without even asking him out or anything because he'd heard from one scottish bird that your type of guy was exactly like him and thinking back on it now, all the qualities you'd listed for your dream man do sound like as if you were describing him. yikes.
you don't take his rejection to heart, even though it does lightly sting but before you get a chance to explain that said scottish bird is an idiot and very mistaken in his assumption, ghost is telling you that it'd never work, you'd only get hurt and that you do take to heart because what does that mean, exactly? does he think you some dewy eyed farm girl looking for love? that you can't have casual sex with someone without eventually wanting for more?
"tha' ain't wha' i said. you'd get hurt, i mean look at ya." what about you? it's not like you'd let any of what happens behind closed doors affect your performance or anything, you and kyle always keep things professional while in the field.
also, is he aware that he doesn't have to have a reason to not want to sleep with you, or anyone else for that matter?
"you're small," he states, as if fact.
small? small where? your irritation dissipates, shoulders bleeding tension as genuine worry begins to set in. his vision might actually be going bad. could it be the black paint he wears under his mask? is it even safe to use on the face let alone near the eyes? did he read the instructions?
but then you realize he's looking at your legs, or specifically, what's between them and things click, and now you're wondering how someone so bloody brilliant could be this fucking stupid.
"while i appreciate your concern, lieutenant," you pointedly snap, "that's not even- i'd be just fine." he's a big guy, for sure. massive, if being honest. his neck alone is easily bigger than both your hands and you've caught him once or twice having to duck his head to enter the debriefing room but him being so endowed that it poses a threat to you is idiotic at best.
he hums, long and low in his throat, as he peers down at you through heavy lidded eyes, and raises his right shoulder in a shrug. "as you like," and that's the one and only warning you got.
simon had given you as much foreplay as needed, had lapped at your pussy until you forgot what day of the week it was, curled and scissored his fingers until his bedsheets were sodden and it still hadn't been enough. he'd only fit about a fourth of it in before he took pity on you and fucked your thighs instead until he got close, pushing his ruddy tip back into your aching cunt because "spillin' outside is a waste," and sent you on your merry way.
you're no quitter though and after some shopping online, your saving grace (dilators) will be here in a week.
(now to find soap and rip the rest of his hair right out his scalp for wagging his tongue.)
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grey-viridian · 8 days ago
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Donnie's not used to having long mask tales, and Leo uses it for pranks. Raph just wants one normal day in this house.
Please enjoy this little silly comic while I'm working on the main story.
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writersdrug · 2 months ago
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If you smack your boyfriend's ass...
Captain John Price will snap his head up, looking at you with a confused but intrigued expression, rubbing his behind in slight shock. "What's that for, luv?"
Kyle "Gaz" Garrick will throw back his head and laugh, rubbing his ass and smiling at you. "Been workin' out more - is it paying off?" He'll say, looking back at his own ass.
Simon "Ghost" Riley will let out a shocked grunt. "Oi, little wanker-" he'll quickly grab you by the waist before you can scramble away and give you a few sharp pats to your ass.
Johnny "Soap" Mactavish will chuckle mischievously, putting down whatever he'd be doing. "Right, askin' for it now, cheeky-" he'll say, chasing you into to the bedroom.
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proxycrit · 2 months ago
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Linktober day 10: the fire temple
Ghosts cry too, you know.
(The desecration of a loved one vs the undying determination to help preserve the future… a tale as old as time memorial. The sage of fire had sealed himself in his temple, preserving his soul in preparation for the day Rauru’s seals were to break with Mineru’s technology. But the Malice does what it does best— corrupt and twist, until nothing was left except a dying wish.)
Unfortunately, nobody knows ancient Goronese. So that story’s sort of going right over their heads and nailing rauru’s weepy ghost in the skull.
This au is called Familiar Familiar, and is totk without the time travel! I’m basically building my own lore at this point.
Patreon!
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snakeguy999 · 2 months ago
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OFFTOBER DAY 2. Impurity
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majinbangus · 3 months ago
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Being short and taking tiny steps. It's something he never really realized because you always forced yourself to keep up with his longer strides thanks to his superior height, but now as you're going home after a lunch date, he's walking behind you, and nearly bumping into you every few steps.
"You walk so slow," he states after forcing himself to slow down for the tenth time.
"Cuz I'm short. And I don't want to walk fast if I don't have to." You look over your shoulder to look up at him. "You know, you can walk ahead of me? Home isn't going anywhere, I'll meet you there."
Absolutely not. He's not gonna let you walk home alone.
Instead, he says, "I don't want to."
You let out a confused laugh, "What do you mean 'you don't want to'? You were complaining about how slow I am."
"Wasn't complaining." He pauses. "Just observing."
"But you're still rushing to get home," you point out when he almost bumps into you again.
"The game is starting in fifteen."
You roll your eyes. Him and his soccer.
"Then either walk ahead or don't. Or carry me if you're not gonna walk at my pace. I'm don't plan on speeding up, I'm tired of practically jogging just to keep up with you."
Now there's an idea.
"Alright."
"Alright?" You look at him suspiciously. "Alright what?"
"Alright I'll carry you."
Your eyes widen. "Wait-"
He doesn't let you finish, arms coming behind your back and knees, picking you up without any complaints. You squeak out his name, arms coming around his neck. "I-"
"-won't struggle to keep up with me." He shoots you a cocky look, setting a much faster pace. "We'll be home in five."
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s3rrrpentine · 3 months ago
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soap will be hearing dad jokes but like 3 times
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wispscribbles · 11 months ago
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that one scene in treasure planet
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ridleymb · 3 months ago
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First head pat
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go-go-gadget-autism · 6 months ago
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”Right. And what’s his name?”
“Simon.”
you stare at your husband for a second, dumbfounded. “and… what’s his last name?”
“Riley.”
“…You named your dog Simon Riley.”
He grinned from ear to ear. “Bloody handsome name, innit?” You sighed, dragging your hand down your face. “You are so stuck up sometimes.”
“You always said you wanted a guard dog.” Right, and now you’ve got two of them. “Is he chipped-?” “Got him all ‘is necessary shots and the like, birdie. Don’t worry your pretty little head.” He presses a kiss to your forehead, and you can’t help but smile at him. As strange as your husband may be…
You think he’s perfect.
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zarstarss · 6 months ago
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leyendecker art study but it’s ghostsoap because im autistic as shit and everything i draw has to have The Funny Characters
(original is called Portrait of Two Men!)
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