#frankie : main verse.

[muralmxse]

New Ghoul Flies In [ Closed RP ]

@historias-multorum

Frankie couldn't help but be ecstatic as she waited out front. A new student of Monster High was joining in today just in time for the new Scaremester. Bloodgood assigned her and Ghoulia to be the new ghouls guide around. Something about them coming from the deep country of Groanmania (Romania).

The simulacrum was getting a bit TOO excited as her bolts starts sparking so much it zapped the door next the zombie.

       ❝ Yeeeeahhhhhhaaaaaggggg. ❞

       ❝ Sorry, Ghoulia. I can't help it. It's voltageous we're getting a new ghoul. I remember when I first started here and how nervous I was. So I wanna make sure we make her really feel the 'warned' welcome. ❞

Ghoulia couldn't help but nod and smile at Frankie's declaration. Monster High was all about starting new and fresh. She then turned to the front to see someone arriving and pointed it out to Frankie who then began to wave her over.

       ❝ Ooh, that must be her now! Hello!! ❞

[pohlepen]

frankie doesn't make it to 40. she ends up on the same trajectory as her mom and addiction rules her life until it leads to her inevitable death. any other fate doesn't feel right. her whole life is about "almosts" -like she almost had a good childhood. she almost had an alright time in school. she was almost a good nurse. she almost had healthy relationships. she was almost a good person. she almost got a happy ending. 🤧

[fosterskeeper]

OPEN STARTER:

❝ What ? ! Even I’ve tried coke- that’s a normal teenage thing. . . Right ? ❞ Her voices grows to a sad panic.

[protectthevulnerable]

@storyofwhoiam

          Killian sat next to Franky on his own beach chair, mouth slightly agape as he zone, eyes locked onto a boy his age coming out of the water. He took in the shirtless abs, eyes widening. 

          “What?” he answered back to Franky when he heard her voice, going on the defensive. “I’m not staring!” He didn’t even know what his sister had said, but he had to make it clear that he was not in fact staring.

[jendoe]

thinking about the fact that jen using a walkman is canon regardless of verse just bc she refuses to spend more money on herself than she has to

[lifefcrged]

@rubiesintherough​​ sent a meme / frankie

‘Just lie still. You’re in no condition to be up and about just yet.’

            Mikkah couldn’t recall the last time that she’d passed out from exhaustion, from overwork, from overuse of her abilities - things as simple as being on her feet too long, going without sleep or food or drink, those were things that she’d learned long ago to ignore, to adapt to.  How long had she been awake?  How long had she been working, helping dig through the rubble and debris, absorbing and shedding the worst of the injuries among the survivors, with little care to who saw.  The town had been left in shambles by the earthquake, dozens had been killed in the collapses of buildings, fragile, flimsy things, packed against each other like sardines, but that had only made things worse.   It had only been chance that she was even here - she had meant to move on the week before.   “No, I --”  Her voice was rough, her throat dry, and she could feel the residual burn and throbs of injuries come and not quite gone throughout her entire body.   “I’ll be fine, just -- help me up.”

[strwcptn]

@3style​ asked:

don’t press big red buttons.

     completely unfair. least in luffy’s mind as he looked at the buttons which were spread out in front of him and zoro both. a whine left his throat as he turned his eyes to the swordsman.

          “but why would they be here if not to press them?” there weren’t any signs that said DO NOT PRESS after all, so what was the big deal? why couldn’t he just push one of them just to see what they did?

[pimosworld]

Never have I ever

Kinktober Prompt-Voyeurism,Squirting,Polyamory

Pairing -Will Miller x f!reader x Tf boys x f!reader

Summary-You and the boys play a game and things take an interesting turn.

CW-18+,MDNI,NSFW, Voyuerism, Smut, Fluff, Rough sex, Dom Will, mentions of anal, mentions of MM dynamics, restraints, mentions of safe word but no use, established poly relationship, Unprotected PIV, cream pie, squirting, aftercare. Appropriate discussion of past relationships.

WC-4K

A/N- Set in the story of us verse but can be read as a stand alone. Reader is not race coded, no use of Y/N. This is my current WIP procrastination, when lightning strikes you must write. My first kinktober prompt. I just reached 400 followers and this is 4000 words so I’m gonna take this as my follower celebration as well.

[Series Masterlist][Main Masterlist]

“Ben, are we seriously playing this?” The five of you are situated comfortably in your usual spots in the living room and somehow the younger Miller has convinced you all to ‘make things more interesting’ in his words. 

  “I’m too old for this.” Frankie mumbles into his beer as he downs the rest. 

  “We know…that doesn’t mean you’re getting out of it.” You chuckle briefly as Santi’s hand skirts higher up your thigh under the blanket. He’s been slowly torturing you as you relaxed on the couch, all of you decompressing and going over your week. It was a new ritual to discuss the ins and outs of your time apart but it seemed Ben was growing tired of the normal mostly mundane conversation.

  “Hands up let’s go.” The impatient Miller barks from his spot on the floor, too big to fit anywhere else and you're always unsure of why Will won’t just get a bigger couch. You suggested a few months ago that it would be nice for all of you to be able to relax together. He agreed but evidently it takes time to find the perfect one. 

  Everyone reluctantly puts their hands up, Santiago opting for one hand because he can’t pry his other from the warmth of you under the blanket. The other part of you knows he’ll probably lose this game and he doesn’t feel like putting too much effort into revealing how much of a slut he was before he pulled his head out of his ass and finally told you how he felt. 

  “Both hands, Pope.” Frankie chides from beside you and Santi squeezes your thigh before drawing his hand out and flipping him off. 

  This game was an odd choice, almost completely out of left field. The five of you knew almost everything there was to know about each other. Although you’re sure the boys know a lot more about their respective sexual escapades than they know about yours. Nothing among these men is ever done by accident, you’re just waiting to see the angle that’s being played so you don’t end up trapped. The confused and amused looks on the others' faces has you a little at ease since it seems this is a solo mission for Ben and those didn’t always go as planned. 

  “I’ll start since it was my idea.” Will sends you a look from across the room as to say of course and you’re acutely aware that he hasn’t let out one protest or sign of stopping this game. You’re almost positive it’ll come down to you both in the end and he knows it judging by the smug look on his face. 

  “Never have I ever faked an orgasm.” You roll your eyes as you put one finger down. Maybe you were going to lose after all. The chuckles from the others don’t help your embarrassment, even though you should hardly blame yourself. It doesn’t need to be clarified that since you’d been with all of them there was no need to fake it anymore, but it was definitely known by all that you had to in the past an ungodly amount of times. 

  You brave a look up from the carpet that you’d all but memorized as you see Ben's wide tooth grinning at Frankie beside you. You look over just in time to see Frankie put his finger down as the redness creeps up his neck. He’s staring daggers at the younger Miller and Santi’s chuckles send vibrations through your body as you lean into him. 

  “How did she not know?” You ask him in the sweetest tone, no judgment behind it, just genuine curiosity. 

  He scrubbed his hand over his jaw, his calloused fingers digging into the patchy part of his beard. No doubt thinking how long this night will be if we have to explain each finger down,but of course that’s always Ben’s plan. He wants to draw this out for as long as he can. 

  “I pulled out and spit on her back.” He says it so sheepishly you almost feel bad for him. An image flashes in your mind and you make the mistake of looking over at Will who is doing his best to not completely lose it. You cup your mouth trying to suppress the giggle but it’s far too late. 

  “Laugh it up honey.” The funniest part is how could anyone not be thoroughly enjoying themselves when Francisco Morales is behind the wheel, but you figure it’s their loss. 

  You wrack your brain for something you’ve never done that they may have.Blowjob,one night stand,sent a nude photo,had sex in public…those are all out. 

  Will interrupts your thoughts as he speaks from the loveseat. “Never have I ever had a threesome.” He just saved you in more ways than one as you see Benny and Frankie glance at each other as they put a finger down. Santi tsks beside you and you don’t even have to look over to see he did as well. 

  You miss the look Santi shoots Frankie above your head as he makes a mental note. Ben may have been a thorn in his side at times but right now he could kiss the ground he walked on. Unbeknownst to you this has turned into a silent competition of memorizing everything you’ve never done,each time you don’t put a finger down he clocks one of them. He doesn’t even care that he’s about to lose as the room thrums with sexual tension. 

  As you predicted you and Will have the most fingers left. You have three,Will has two and Benny has one that he’s been holding onto for dear life. Santi and Frankie had long been out, Santi rejoins the group after refreshing your drinks. He knew he hasn't missed anything since it was getting harder to think of things as the game went on. 

  You need to get Ben out and you were sure this next question would. If it also took one down for Will then you would just be getting lucky you guessed. 

  “Never have I ever done anal.” Santi stifles a moan next you as Frankie not so subtly adjusts the growing bulge in his jeans. You were so focused on winning that you have no idea how thin of a thread they were holding onto. Frankie’s been fighting the mental image of checking each thing off your list one by one. Santiago isn’t faring much better not having realized how much innocence was still lying dormant in you. 

  Ben concedes as he grabs the pillow he was using on the floor, your brace for the moment that he decides to toss it at you only for him to place it gingerly in his lap. 

  “Welcome to the club.” Frankie mutters under his breath as you stare down Will who now has one finger up…interesting. 

  “Never have I ever been tied up.” Fuck

  You put a finger down and wait for the responses that eventually never come. Will was playing dirty, he knows for a fact you’ve been tied up. It had only been a week since he asked you if you wanted to try it. 

  This was it,you had to go for the kill…but how bad did you want to win? You know there’s only one way but it will certainly come at a cost. In the end the cost may be worth it. 

  You raise up on the couch sitting back on your heels,proudly displaying the two fingers you have left. You can’t chance a look at anyone besides Will or you might chicken out. Frankie’s fingers grip nervously at the blanket that’s fallen next to you. He wants to reach out and touch you, the only sound over your beating heart is the rustling of the couch cushions as Santi leans forward just into your peripheral vision. Breath in…Breathe out 3,2,1. 

  “Never have I ever made someone squirt.” You say it so fast they almost don’t catch it…almost.

  “Ha…he’s never made anyone…” Ben is silenced mid sentence as Will closes his fist and leans back into the seat. He doesn’t really care that he’s lost, in reality he’s actually won this game. Judging by the shocked looks on their faces or Ben’s mouth hanging agape. You didn’t fully think this through, your brain was clouded with the thrill of winning. 

  He almost feels bad for you as he says the momentary look of triumph quickly turns into one of defeat. It’s written all over your face as the realization sets in that you’ve completely fucked yourself, you would be a horrible poker player because you just revealed all your cards. If this were a lion's den you were a fresh piece of meat. 

  A drop of sweat trickles down your back as you lower your hand slowly to place it on your thigh. The room is so quiet you could hear a pin drop. 

  “Prove it.” Santi’s voice is so close to your ear you nearly jump out of your skin. 

  Will tilts his head at you as if to challenge you. This game was far from over and you’d be damned if you were going to lose. You stand from the couch and walk over to him. Four sets of eyes watching your every move as you grab his hand and pull him to stand. You raise your eyebrows as an acceptance to his challenge and he starts to lead you away from them toward the hallway. You sense no movement behind you as you make your way to his bedroom. 

  “You boys coming or not?”  A small stampede sounds behind you and you chuckle picturing them trying not to trample each other as their bodies catch up with their feet, no doubt all thought having left their brains. 

  ****

  Santi’s lost count, has it been five or six times Will has brought you to the edge only to pull away and deny you what you so desperately want and need. He’s no stranger to this game but he doesn’t think he’s ever been this turned on by it. Watching from a whole different viewpoint. Being a spectator is thrilling and watching you writhe and chase his touch after each denial makes his cock achingly hard in his jeans. 

  Frankie’s not doing much better as he tries to follow Will's rules he laid out before starting. If you want me to show you then you don’t touch her unless I tell you to. The captain in him didn’t come out often anymore but when it did he commanded respect. 

  Ben stares on with excitement and curiosity written all over his face. He watches as you grip the sheets, your chest heaving as sweat beads down your forehead. Will told you not to touch yourself and Ben didn’t know you could be so obedient. 

  Wills got you so on edge you can’t be shy anymore about the way you beg for him and plead for him to let you come. A far cry from when you first entered the bedroom. 

  He had slowly undressed you and instructed you to lay flat on the bed. He crawled over your body kissing and biting his way up your thighs and your stomach. His hand caressed your breast as his tongue laved over the other. It was too much and not enough as your eyes met the others standing in the room. They’d all seen you in this position before but something about them watching suddenly has you feeling vulnerable. 

  “Look at me.” He leaned in and kissed you, deep and passionate as his hand gripped your waist and his tongue prodded your mouth. An expert distraction to bring you back to the moment. 

  “It’s just me and you.” It was the last thing he said to you before he methodically took you apart right before their eyes. You knew he was taking his time, putting on a show. He wasn’t simply going to make you squirt and move on like some conquest. He wanted to draw this out, show them what he was capable of. 

  He started with his mouth as his breath ghosted over your slick folds. He looked up at you through hooded lids one more time to give you a chance to back out, when you gave no indication of wanting to stop he dragged his tongue expertly through your slit. Parting it with his thumb as he dove in circling your clit. You were a goner from the beginning as he brought you to the first cliff only to leave you hanging. You cried out his name in desperation as he dipped two fingers in, pumping in and out as he bit down on your thigh. The pleasure and pain mixed in with you on display had your nerves alight. 

  With each denied release you can feel the pressure building in your core, it’s so close you can taste it on the tip of your tongue. You can taste yourself as he leans over you again kissing you through your whimpers as your body shakes beneath him. 

  “Will please…” Your sweet voice begging is like music to their ears. Frankie would give you whatever you want if you asked him but Will doesn’t budge. 

  “Please what sweetheart…I can’t read your mind.” 

  Son of a bitch he’s trying to kill you. 

  For all his resolve Santiago can’t help but be impressed. Even if this sudden burst of confidence is all a show for them he has to admit he would’ve caved by now and just went straight for the finale. 

  You’re not even sure when Ben and Frankie sat on the bed leaning against the headboard beside you, or when Santi sat at the end to have a perfect view of your pussy clenching around nothing as your arousal drips onto the sheets below. 

  “Please Will, I need you inside me…I need to come please.” You’re practically crying as he shushes you, his cock leaking precum on your stomach as it twitches in anticipation. He’s not going to be able to last much longer at this rate either. 

  He leans back on his heels as he grips the base of his cock, slapping your clit and dragging it through your slick as he slowly prods your entrance. The noise you make almost has him buckling as you sigh into it finally having what you want. 

  He starts at a slow pace as he wraps your legs around his waist, he can see the way your face contorts with every slap of his hips against yours. You can feel every vein and ridge as the lude sounds of your sweat and slick echo in the room. 

  You can’t see it from where you are but Frankie’s itching to touch you, desperately wanting to break the rule as he watches you try not to touch yourself. 

  Ben is mesmerized as he watches your breasts bounce with every thrust of Will's hips, he wants to latch onto you and bite down until you're screaming his name, but he knows his brother would do more than scold him if he so much as tried to touch you right now. 

  Santi’s waiting…waiting for any sign or movement as to how he does it. He’s thoroughly enjoying himself but he’s seen nothing new, nothing he hasn’t done to you a dozen times over. Any indication as to what Will has managed to do before the rest of them. It’s driving him a little mad as he watches you beg for it like you’ve never had it before. 

  You can feel the tension building as Will picks up his pace, he shifts your legs to either side of his head as he punches the air out of your lungs with every thrust. He brings his thumb down rubbing fast circles on your clit as you try to grab his wrist. That all too familiar feeling has you keen and arch your back. “Grab her hands.” Frankie moves before you can think, your wrists gripped tightly in one of his palms above your head. 

  “Wait…please.” He chuckles under his breath as his chest heaves with the sharp movements. Not mere seconds ago you were begging to come and now you’re begging him to stop. 

  You crane your head back and lock eyes with Ben, his eyes are etched with worry as he lays there helpless to your pleas. “Will!” 

  “She’s fine…aren’t you sweetheart?” You can’t think, he’s fucked you so dumb you cant remember your own name let alone formulate a sentence. “Yes.” Is all you can manage. 

  “She knows what to say if she wants to stop.” He grits through his teeth as his orgasm steadily approaches, his thighs burn and he’s surely bruised your calves as he grips tightly to them. 

  You’ve never safe worded with him and you don’t plan on it now. It feels so good as the searing hot sensation creeps up your spine threatening to take purchase in your brain. “Please don’t stop.” 

  He gestures to Frankie to grab the pillow, who moves with lightning speed as he situates it under your back. Santi looks at your face then, and he finally sees it. The look of panic and bliss as you succumb to the inevitable. He’s seen this look before but he ran from it afraid that he might hurt you. Will punches something deep inside you as he lifts your hips, the sound you make bordering on pornography while your arousal coats his stomach almost forcing him out of you completely. 

  He thrusts once and twice before nearly collapsing his weight onto you as he comes through your high. He releases your legs as he leans in to give you a kiss. Will was nothing if thorough and he always made sure you were okay. It’s in this moment that you truly feel like it’s just the two of you and not aware of the blissed out expressions of the other men. 

  “You did so good for me.” He pants out against your mouth as he desperately tries to catch his breath. 

  You highly doubt this is what Ben had in mind when he suggested this game but it ended much better than any of you would have anticipated. 

  Moments pass and you’ve just barely recovered. You’re in need of a shower and some water as you try to move slightly, the grip on your wrists tighten as you look back at Frankie. 

  Do it again. 

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Tagging a few who might be interested

@csarab615 @syrupsstuff @ghostslillady @uudelally @onefinnedwonder-fm @thedreadandthefugitivemind @romanarose @scarletthefierce

[muralmxse]

       ❝ Aaand that concludes our tour. Sooo what did you think? ❞

[powderblueblood]

THICK SKULLS IN A TWO STAR TOWN - UNIVERSE MASTERLIST

charting the life, love and criminal activities of eddie munson and lacy doevski.

main pairing - eddie munson x lacy doevski (fem!oc) supporting cast - ronnie ecker, nancy wheeler, steve harrington, robin buckley, al munson, ray doevski (oc), reefer rick lipton, fred benson, chrissy cunningham, jim hopper warnings include but are not limited to - angst, smut, criminal activities, bad parents, mental illness, fluff, humor and complicated relationships explored throughout. 18+ only please

part one | HELLFIRE & ICE - or, the teenage years

1984. former bitch supreme of hawkins high lacy doevski begins a new life as eddie munson's trailer park neighbor - after his father put her father in prison.

MASTERLIST | GENERAL TAG

part two | BURNING UP AND BURNING OUT - or, the scary late 20s

1994. lacy and eddie reunite after eight years of relative radio silence, shoved together by nancy wheeler and their ten year hawkins high reunion.

MASTERLIST | GENERAL TAG

part three | LIGHTS UP LIKE A LIFE - or, late 30s parenthood

2000. having made some peace in hawkins, lacy and eddie's life is about as ordinary as can be--if you don't count the criminal enterprises. then, their cozy reality is completely uprooted by the arrival of eddie's 15 year old son, frankie.

MASTERLIST | GENERAL TAG

VERSE TAG | ask box is always open for this verse. ama.

[sogekyng-aa]

"i'll have you know that i'll be using kabuto until the day i die," his hands weren't THAT bad, least not to him. "i've been working on the usual, though the hand saw i was using got a little difficult to work with since i forgot to sharpen it." his injuries could have been a lot worse than they were.

❝ Are you okay? What have you been doing down there? ❞ Nami asks, referring to the Usopp Factory. She carefully takes his hand into one of her own so she could observe his injuries. ❝ You're not going to be able to use Kabuto at this rate. ❞

[fosterskeeper]

“ Don’t mind me, ma’am. Just doin’ my part. ” Gray told, pushing several forks into the garbage disposal.

He's really TESTING her PATIENTS today, ❝ I'm not afraid ta hit you, Gray. ❞ Why is EVERYONE pushing her today ? ! The redhead is so tempted to SHOVE his hand into the GARAGE DISPOSAL . . . But doesn't want to have to CLEAN IT UP. Ugh. She HATES this.

@grayfxce

[protectthevulnerable]

@storyofwhoiam

          Killian wasn’t really nervous like one might’ve expected. Sure, his meeting with his mum had gone terribly, but his sister could be better, right? Or she’d be worse and he’d leave, so he wasn’t really that concerned. He’d been just fine on his own before.

          The teenager strode up to the admittedly somewhat expensive looking house. That was a good sign, wasn’t it? It looked a lot nicer than the place his mum had been staying. He gave the house a once over. “Pretty cool,” he murmured to himself before knocking on the door.

          “Hey,” he greeted with a smile when a woman with short blonde hair opened the door. “Franky Doyle here?” He assumed this person wasn’t his sister, but sometimes genetics were weird. 

[idleglowingpixels]

I kinda realised that Mr Komos' song, True Monster Heart follows the same beat as the Monster High Fright song, but the lyrics are like the corrupted version of the original.

Monster High Fright is about accepting

True Monster Heart is about rejecting

Kinda interesting when you think about it

AHHHHHH WHEN I SAW I GOT AN ASK RELATED TO THIS I FREAKED OUT DFGHNBGVFDSF TY FOR GIVING ME SOMETHING TO RAMBLE SOME MORE ABOUT ANON FOR REAL! (Also sorry for the late response, this post has been developing in my drafts for like at least a week now dfgfhng)

I absolutely agree with the conflicting messages between the two songs! I know the song focuses on the story of this universe's Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde in the main verses, but the main focus of the song is that message of rejection of anything and everything human.

Also, because of the Jekyll/Hyde bits, it could represent the duality of where the story starts and ends in its interpretation of a "true monster heart." Instead of Mr. Hyde's human-ness making his heart "untrue," it was his utter rejection of & research into ridding himself of his Jekyll, as well as his hiding of the truth in the first place that caused him to be found out and exiled.

His heart being "untrue" had nothing to do with the fact he was half-human, because if it were, then Clawdeen and Komos's presence in and of itself within the school would've triggered its self-destruction. That was proven as a false interpretation by the story in the movie, so it's self-explanatory. A true monster heart is one of self-acceptance, despite one's flaws or differences. That's what Mr. Hyde, and Mr. Komos thereafter, had neglected to realize before Clawdeen proved the point.

Though, I've listened to both True Monster Heart and Fright Song a few times back-to-back, to try and get where you're thinking as far as the beat, but I don't hear it unfortunately (unless you meant the tempo of the song, then yes they do follow the same 120 beats per minute!).

The closest thing I can think of as far as melodic parallels between the songs is the chanting sections. The Fright Song chant is much quicker in the way it's sung compared to the chant in True Monster Heart, however. The whole of Fright Song's chant goes in 16 beats/4 measures, whereas True Monster Heart's chant takes twice as long at 32 beats/8 measures (I was a band/choir kid lol). It's mainly due to how the song kinda drags out the point, and it definitely feels like a nod to Fright Song for sure. Fright Song's chant is only there because 4/5 of the main ghouls were fearleaders, so it was sort of characterizing the cast before actually showing their characters in the webisodes.

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Fun little headcanon/ramble that I forget if I ever mentioned about Fright Song, but with Holt Hyde being released in the 1st Signature wave with the rest of the the main ghouls and all, I think it was because he's intended to be the singer of the rap section before any subsequent content with the character was released (No offense but I don't think Holt DJs because he's a good singer sdfgbfds). This would line up with his current crush in canon with Frankie, as well as his former crush on Draculaura from either the diaries or books, maybe both? I forget. :'D Also I feel like Holt wouldn't hesitate to call Cleo vile immediately after saying she's charming either, he's very direct with his words. (I also interpret Jackson/Holt as bisexual because Deuce is included in the rap I DON'T CARE Y'ALL IT MAKES SENSE!)

Also I always interpreted the howl-like sound at the end of the rap as "Holt ran outta time/battery power for his music and transforms back to Jackson as it transitions to the rest of the song." It kinda works with how the beat kinda drops down with the howl, like a TV being shut off or something idk.

Ghoulia also debuted with Signature Wave 1 but she's only in like a second of the music video in the background, I figure it could've been budgetary reasons for the animation, to save on animating an extra character. Also I imagine flame-y hair wouldn't be very fun to animate in 2D, and Deuce's snakes moving on their own were bad enough I imagine to animate, so it begrudgingly checks out as to why Holt isn't in the animated bits with everyone else.

BUT I JUST WATCHED THE MUSIC VIDEO BECAUSE I WANTED TO FOR THE SAKE OF THIS POST AND THE GUY SINGING THE RAPPING BIT HAS, YOU GUESSED IT, A BRIGHT FRICKIN NEON RED LEATHER JACKET. He doesn't have the dual-toned shirt BUT IT'S WHITE AND THIS IS CLOSE ENOUGH FOR ME Y'ALL! XD

If any straws for these dumbasses can be found I SHALL GRASP THEM fr they're my blorbos :'D

[muralmxse]

The ghouls were able to finish the rest of their routine and decided to take a break to calm their nerves. Specifically Cleo's nerves. And what better way than to sooth the nerves than a little window shopping over the internet?

Frankie, Cleo and Ghoulia stepped towards their lockers grabbing a few things when they heard the werecats voice. Cleo's back was turned so she didn't show the small twitch in her eye but kept her posture to not give Toralei the satisfaction.

Frankie was the one who responded as Ghoulia went to get her homework.

       ❝ Uh, no thanks Toralei. We're good. ❞

This wasn't really her original plans for her day, but Meowlody and Purrsephone had gotten into some trouble, and she had time to kill waiting for them to get out of detention. The fact that fearleading practice was happening at the exact same time was just too purrfect an opportunity to pass up. If it weren't for the deafening volume of her music, the ghouls would surely hear Toralei purring, all too happy with what she managed to make of the situation. She regards them all from her spot atop the lockers, calmly waving down at Cleo.

"Oh, don't mind me, I'm just sitting here, minding my own business. I definitely wasn't expecting company, don't suppose there's anything I can help you ghouls with?"

[astroboots]

Homebound Masterlist

Astroboot’s Masterlist | Homecoming series Masterlist

HOMEBOUND

Home is something Santiago Garcia left behind a long time ago. But on a short visit to his hometown, he rediscovers that home is not a place, it’s the people you love. | The main timeline of the Homeoming-verse

Coming Home Part 1 | Part 2 |🔞 Where the story starts: Santi misses home. During a visit to you and your husband Frankie’s new home, he overhears the two of you in an intimate moment and joins in. | 5.6k words | 10.5k words

Stay, Stay, Stay | After Santiago spends the night with you and Frankie, he has to make a decision about what comes next. | 3k words

Morning Sunshine |🔞 Once again, you wake up to Santiago in bed with Frankie and you. | 6.9k words

Heatwave | 🔞 Santiago and you try to occupy yourselves during another heatwave in Florida. | 4k words

​Troubled Waters |🔞 Santiago learns to enjoy the simpler things in life like a nice long bath while being pampered by his favorite people. | 3.9k words

Competitive Streak | 🔞 Santiago and you bring out a competitive streak in each other and Frankie is always caught in the middle. | 4.5k words

The Long Wait |🔞 In your decades long friendship with Santiago you have always been the one waiting for him. | 5.5k words

Summertime Rain | 🔞| Santiago, you and Frankie go to the beach to get away from the heatwave in Florida and somehow end up caught in the rain. | 4.8k words

Beer Pong |🔞 ​You and Frankie sneak out into the hallway at a houseparty for your own fun. | 4.4k words

Sex, Lies and Videotapes |🔞 Santiago and you make a sextape for Frankie.| 5.9k words

More Sex, No Lies but still a Videotape |🔞 Frankie watches the sex tape you and Santiago made together in the privacy of his hotel room. | 3k words

Comfort Me |🔞| Santiago wakes up in pain and you know just the thing to make his day feel a little bit better. | 3.6k words

Don’t be a tease | 🔞Santiago is an insufferable tease and Frankie finally gets to teach him a lesson| 2.2k words

Play stupid games win stupid prices |🔞 Santiago wants to play a game while you two wait for Frankie to come home from work. | 3k words

Not very smart, very stupid games |🔞 Santiago Garcia is not the most patient man, but that doesn’t mean he can’t learn… right? | 7.5k words | by @thirstworldproblemss

Glamping |🔞 You go camping with Frankie and Santiago. | 5.5k words

You can’t always get what you want |🔞 Frankie and Santiago gets a moment to themselves | 1.7k words | co-written with @thirstworldproblemss  

Let me come home to you |🔞 Santiago and Frankie are impatient to make up for lost time with you when you’ve been out of town. |  3.4k words

Telephone Call |🔞 You and Santiago can be very distracting when Frankie is on a call. | 3.8k words

Ain’t no Sunshine when she’s gone |🔞 You’ve been out of town for two weeks and Santiago misses you and shows you exactly how much. | 4k words

Life of the Party |🔞 Santiago can’t keep his hands off you at a staff party. | 4k words

Strip Poker |🔞 The trio goes on a beach holiday only to get trapped in their hotel room and you end up playing strip poker. | 4.9k words

Something old, Something borrowed | You wear Frankie’s clothes a lot and Santiago has feelings about that. | 4.1k words