#ghost lad

[yooo-lets-go]

what sort of music does simon listen to- and what are the others’ opinions on it when they inevitably discover it?

They probably wouldn’t share a playlist

Plus Roach:

[merakidoll]

the clock hit 9:00am and your thighs trembled. a low whine came from your lips as you worked your fingers faster in your cunt throwing your head back. “tic tok doll” the man who sat in front of you was impatient, very impatient. it had been a little too long from the time he got out of his expensive bed, till now - when he absolutely needed his dark coffee with the special creamer only you could give him. the coffee steam blew against your cunt, your heels imprinted into the oak wood desk, on some sort of important document that your mind couldn’t care to see what it was.

your juices dripped into the ‘best boss’ coffee mug, your pussy clenching around your fingers as you bit your lip staring at him with a blurry vision. “you know i don’t like to wait” he said, then stood to his full height. it all happened so quick. from the moment you were working into yourself, to when he gently removed your fingers and entered his own. the coolness of his rings making you tilt forward into his chest, but he made sure that your pussy was right above the hot coffee. “thata girl” he kissed your forehead, fucking his fingers faster and using the pad of his thumb to rub your clit. the clock was now 9:05am, and your boss licked his lips, mouth watering in anticipation for his coffee.

with a gasp and hands tightening around his suits vest your creamy essences dripped into the cup making a little splatter on some of the paperwork. “little more sweetheart” your cried into his chest as he pumped you one hard time make a large amount of cream drip out of you. by 9:10am, you were back being a secretary, and your boss walked around the office with his coffee as if it wasn’t a dirty secret behind it.

˚ෆ 𐙚 - sukuna, toji, sylus, zayne, reiner, ghost!

[lilaccmilk]

Jealousy is a disease and he apparently has it chronically. You didn’t expect your boyfriend to get so jealous after seeing you talking with a man who’s obviously hitting on you. Can you really blame him? You’re so pretty and so fucking kind, these idiots think that they have a chance with you. He’ll deal with that guy later but you, oh you should’ve known better. So it’s not really a surprise when you’re laid on your stomach, on your bed and his dick is pistoning into you. In and out, In and out, In and– yeah you get it.

He is so painfully big that everytime he thrusts in he’s kissing your cervix, nudging you deliciously, and you’re so far gone. If he couldn’t guess by your wetness leaking onto his dick, or the way you had him in a vice like grip, then the mindless babbles of ‘sorry’ or ‘more’ definitely gave it away. He’s stretching you out so good, you consider riling him up more often. And his words….god his words.

“C’mon pretty, you can take it yeah? You were being all cheery with that fucking guy, use your big girl words yeah?” As you both reach your climax together, you feel ropes of white hot cum filling you up.

You think he’d stop, but oh, you’re sorely mistaken, he keeps on thrusting, somehow more eagerly now, you’re overstimulated and you try to put some distance between you, but he just pulls you back onto him, “Tsk tsk tsk, no. You don’t get to run away not after your little stunt tonight.” He increases his pace as hot tears roll down your cheeks out of pleasure. There’s a creamy white ring forming around the base of his cock as he drives in and out of you. Wet squelches filling up the room and he is hellbent on making sure you know you’re his. “She’s talkative tonight isn’t she?” he starts, and you know he’s talking about your pussy, “at least she knows, how to talk to the right people.” And he doesn’t stop. Not until he has one more, and another and another and “One more please pretty? You can do it f’me yeah?” and all you can do is nod.

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Gojo Satoru, Yuji Itadori, Ino Takuma, Ken Sato, Theodore Nott, Simon ‘Ghost’ Riley, Miguel O’Hara, Sylus (L&DS) + your favs!

Let me show you how proud I am to be yours / Leave this dress a mess on the floor - Good for You // A$AP Rocky & Selena Gomez

[wombywoo]

height difference 📏

[probably-impossible]

I feel like at this point i'm just making some kind of slice-of-life manga called "Try Your Best, V-Chan~!" Anyway I love him and his beautiful smile.

[connorsui]

♡ 《 He's the type 》 ♡

" He's the type of man to hold your waist instead of your hand "

" He's the type of man to give you a piggy back ride when he notices your heels hurting your feet "

"He's the type of man to put a picture of you as his phone wallpaper"

"He's the type of man who would take over all tasks in the house for months after you just got done giving birth to your child "

"He's the type of man to buy you something you said you wanted but didn't have enough money for"

"He's the type of man who would shed a tear at seeing you walk towards him with your pretty white dress on the day of the wedding "

The man: Rafael, Sam Winchester, Xavier, Sylus, Zayne, Nanami Kento, Peter Parker, Captain Price, Kyle "Gaz" Garrick, Konig, Simon Riley, Halsin, Leon Kennedy, Steve Roger's, Geto Suguru, Johnny "soap" Mactavish, Aki Hayakawa, Jaehaerys "Jace" Targaryen, Aizawa, Hawks, Hajime Umemiya, BG3 Rafael, bakugo,

[leathfaic]

Ghost thinks he's cracked the code when he gifts Johnny an ultra complicated lego set for Christmas. Something to keep his hands and mind busy for a while.

He's watching, with terror and awe as Soap burns through a 1000+ pieces in an hour, with half a bottle of whiskey in him - drinking more while he's at it. He smiles the whole way through, though - and Ghost gets a tipsy peck on his cheek. Which might or might not have made the whole endeavour worth it.

"Thought that might keep you busy a while longer." he admits later, when he's deep into his own cups.

"Ach, dinnae sound so disappointed Ghostie, not'ing in there tha' can explode. Can work fast and sloppy."

Ghost just spent an hour staring at Johnny's hands and the concentration painted on his face. He knows there was nothing sloppy about that assembly. But he has to admit that compared to Soap's usual jobs, this is bound to be rather calming.

His eyes meet Price's over in another corner of the room. And the message, conveyed by a single raised eyebrow is clear. Ghost is not to add explosives to any gifts, even if it would make Soap very happy.

So naturally the next time - at Johnny's birthday - he slaps down a timer and a fully assembled lego set.

"Better get it done in time Johnny. And no cheating."

The way Soap's face lights up at the implication that there might be a bomb in his birthday gift should be concerning. But all it does is make Ghost wish there actually were some.

Johnny is a good sport about properly disassembling the marzipan compromise inside though. And just to prove he can immediately rebuilds the legos into the other figure they can form - taking a shot every time he has to look at the manual.

And when he carries his way too drunk partner to bed, Ghost vows to apply for Christmas leave. Which is something he hasn't done since...well for a long, long time.

Johnny, being the man that he is, never questions why they are going to spend Christmas in the countryside. A small cottage barely worth the name, as far away from other people as you can get on the Isles.

He just takes the chance to kiss Ghost every chance he gets, enjoying the fact that their isolation means he's getting an unprecedented amount of mask-free Simon.

"Got a surprise for you out in the shed, sweetheart." Ghost whispers when he catches Soap from behind while the man is about to open a bottle.

"Sounds like what a serial killer would say to lure ye into the open."

Ghost decides not to ponder that. With the reality of their jobs that answer... more than he's willing to argue right now.

"Should wait with that until you've had the surprise." he says instead, gently taking the bottle from Soap. Who for the first time frowns.

Ghost relents and they bring the scotch to the shed.

When Soap sees what he cooked up, he whistles low, no need to confirm that what he's seeing is the real deal.

It has taken all of Ghost's knowledge about explosives to craft the abomination. The two lego sets combined with a new third one, 6 sets of cables - all the same colour, and of course a live charge inside.

Johnny goes all still. Stalks closer like he's trying to get the drop on the inanimate object.

Watches it from all sides before turning to Ghost, "Do Ah need to follow protocol?"

His voice clearly tells him he hopes he does not have to. Ghost once again feels vindicated in his choice to move them out here, just pressing the bottle back into Soap's hand with a smile.

If this is what takes them both out then it's already worth it for the unhinged grin it gets him. Johnny's feral joy is infectious, and when he finally steps away raising his hands like he's expecting a crowd to cheer, Ghost honestly couldn't tell you how much time had passed.

He doesn't get a chance to ponder it either because the next second he's tackled by a full grown Scot with a half empty bottle of scotch in his hand and taken clean of his feet.

And if he hadn't already convinced this had been worth it, then the way Johnny makes sure to say thank you certainly is.

They do not make it back to the cottage for a good long while.

(This whole thing was inspired by my dear beloved @dismightyman who's singlehandedly holding it down in the Ghoap trenches with me)

[masterfuldoodler]

@larissa-the-scribe

Please vote based on the picture AND the description!

Ghost Lad [Terrarium Lights @larissa-the-scribe]

Sad, pathetic wet child of man, he has no memories and is struggling with a sense of self and permanence and suspecting he may be undead. Ongoing existential crisis in a waistcoat.

Gigi [Keepers @masterfuldoodler]

Gigi is incredibly sincere. He can be pretty blunt and straightforward, but always with good intentions. While not the brightest he can be surprisingly observant, picking up on emotional cues and is always willing to give support. His driving goal is to love people as best he can in every way possible. He loves to talk to people and got himself cursed by chatting too much to a witch. Nevertheless! He's gonna be the best emotional support dragon you've ever seen.

[koiiiji]

interrupted

author’s note ; inspired by this art (cr. to @ ng_a10 on X)

the heat between you two had been suffocating.

his weight pinned you down into the couch, hand firm against your waist, the other braced against the wall beside your head. the scent of him — leather, musk, and something undeniably him — clouded your senses as his lips devoured yours.

each kiss was deep, slow, intentional, like he had all the time in the world to unravel you. his tongue slid against yours, coaxing a soft gasp from your lips before he bit down, teasing. you felt the smirk against your mouth before he kissed you again — rougher, needier.

your fingers tangled in his hair, nails scratching against his scalp as his grip on your waist tightened. he growled low in his throat, the sound reverberating through you, making your stomach coil with heat.

but then —

knock

you barely heard it at first. he didn’t stop, didn’t care. his lips trailed down to your jaw, your pulse, his teeth grazing —

knock. knock.

deep sigh left his lips, hot against your skin.

his entire body tensed. grip on your waist flexed before he slowly lifted his head, gaze dark and clouded. you could almost hear the grinding of his teeth.

“fucking hell,” he muttered, annoyed.

you bit your lip, trying to steady your breath. he looked down at you — your flushed face, kiss-swollen lips, the way your chest rose and fell beneath him — and for a second, you thought he'd just ignore whoever it was.

but the knocking came again, louder.

he pushed himself off you with a deep exhale, running a hand down his face before combing his fingers through disheveled hair. his entire body was tense., as he looked like he wanted to break something. or someone.

you sat up slowly, watching as he rolled his shoulders, forcing himself to calm down. then, with a forced, lethal smile, he strode to the door.

poor bastard on the other side had no idea what was coming.

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[yi3248]

napping

[darlingsblackbook]

That time when you betray him

"Y/n?"

I froze at the sound of his voice. A chill ran through me whole body at the realization that I had screwed up. Completely and utterly screwed up.

My body felt as if concrete had been poured all over it, I could not bring myself to physically move-as if I could make myself invisible by staying still.

"What are you doing?" He asked, but I had a feeling he already knew. He knew. I screwed up and now he knew. I could feel it in his voice, the slight- barely noticable- tremble, the tone that held the tiniest bit of hope- hope that it might not be what it looks like-

The hope that I had not just betrayed him.

Betrayed us.

"You're killing me with this silence, sweetheart." He joked even though his voice held no humour, it was just the way he dealt with things. He had told me that himself one night. "Come on, we have to go back."

Still, I stayed silent. There had never been a moment in my life where I just wanted to disappear- so badly. The silence that enveloped us was so painfully loud.

"I can't go with you." I spoke up for the first time.

He chuckled humourlessly, "Come on, don't be silly."

I gulped, took a deep breath and forced myself to move. I forced myself to turn around and see the devastation that I knew I had caused. I knew this day would come, of course, I did. From the moment I accepted this mission- I knew. What I had not anticipated was that I would end up falling for him myself. I am so stupid.

Our eyes met.

He did not say it out loud. But his eyes were begging me. Please, tell me I am wrong, tell me this is all a misunderstanding. Tell me how much you love me and want to be by my side. Tell me it is not what it looks like!

It was never supposed to go this far. I was never supposed to get this close. I told myself it was fine, that I am a grown woman and can control my emotions. If only I could go back in time and warn my past self to not get attached. Then maybe I would not feel the resentfulness for myself and my deeds that I did now- not because I regret the mission but the regret of the pain that I caused him.

"This is were we part ways." I told him softly, holding his gaze. His eyes dropped to the object in my hands, and I could feel his heart drop- he knew just how important- dangerous - it could be if it fell into the wrong hands but he trusted me, so told me the location.

He knew-thought he could trust me, I slept beside him at night and ate at the same dinner table as him. He trusted me even though he never trust easily, even though he had blocked off the entry to his heart because of past betrayals- he had let me in.

Because I was his y/n.

His y/n would never betray him.

"All this time...?" He trailed off, pursing his lips, eyes still locked onto the object in my hand. "Wow, you actually had me fooled, you know? This is really embarassing."

I steeled myself, knowing that no matter how much I wanted to, I could not change what has been done. I have already lost him, I could only complete my mission now. Do what I had been sent here for.

"Don't be." I said. "You did not know any better."

Reblog and pick up where I left off with a character of your own choice!

[lilaccmilk]

okay so choose.

Kisses that start off rough, aggressive and desperate then slowly turn soft and sensual. Think about it, being pushed up against the wall by him, a hunger in his eyes you’ve never seen before. Absolute madness as he captures your lips with his own, hands pulling you closer and pushing you up the wall simultaneously. His grip almost bruising as his hands are on your waist, teeth clashing, breaths mingling with each others, kissing you with a passion that makes your knees weak, whispering against your lips

“You know I love you pretty girl.” And oh, he pulls you into him, leaving a few pecks, one of his hand cupping your cheek as he tilts your head for better access. Kissing you like you were glass. Not stopping to waste time on breathing, drinking you in like you were an elixir granted to him by the Gods themselves.

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Sylus, Zayne (L&DS), Ryomen Sukuna, Gojo Satoru, Megumi Fushiguro (JJK), Simon ‘Ghost’ Riley, Ken Sato + your favs!

❅ ☃︎ ❅ ☃︎ ❅ ☃︎ ❅ ☃︎ ❅ ☃︎ ❅

Kisses that start off slow and sensual, almost hesitant but then turn rough and needy. He’s sitting next to you as you both lean in, his hand cupping your face to bring it closer, a soft tentative peck, he looks at you to make sure you’re okay. And as you pull him closer, he’s kissing you softly, feeling on cloud nine, you were his personal angel. He’s kissing you with such tenderness as if he’s afraid to break the moment. But then the devil on his shoulder whispers, hellfire licking up his spine. You both pull away to catch your breath and he stares at you with eyes darkened like the darkest pits of hell.

“You know I love you yeah? Good, because I’m going to kiss you like I don’t.” Fuck, he wasn’t going to be stopping now, he needed you viscerally, he picks you up in a way where you straddle him, his hands snaking around your waist to pull you closer, the gasp leaving your lips gives him the invitation to connect his lips with yours again. He felt like a sinner, and what better way to confess than confess his sins against your mouth.

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Xavier, Rafayel (L&DS), Nanami Kento, Yuji Itadori, Yuuta Okkotsu, (JJK), Ethan Landry + your favs!

I'll drink you in deep now / The whiskey that is you / I cannot worship anyone but you - Blood Sweat & Tears // BTS

[wombywoo]

running you with red.

[lettersoftheshygirl]

his fingers are knuckle-deep inside of you as he sucks on your nipples like a lollipop. you did not expect things to turn this way when you agreed to date the introverted kid but here you were— back arched, tears flooding your eyes, cheeks flushed red, and the heat between your legs growing by the second. "w-wait.." you whimpered, the sensitivity between your leg growing as you came for the third time. but he was no where near stopping, just thrusting his fingers inside of you as he bit on your skin, making hickies everywhere. "can't wait, baby," he whispered against your ears, voice raspy and deep, enough to make you come on the spot, "need to take you right now.."

𖦹°‧★ —— megumi fushiguro, kai young, levi ackermen, jacerys targareyan (modern au), armin arlert, sylus, simon riley, gaz garrick, nate hawkins and your mannn<333

[connorsui]

You ever read something soo fucking good

that you feel like you are sniffing a line of coke!?

It don't even matter if it's angst or fluff or if it's fucking noncon filled with dead dove do not eat with a side of smut

THAT FIC DESERVES TO NOT ONLY LIVE IN MY BOOKMARKS

BUT BECOME ONE WITH MY CELLS SO IT REPLICATES FOR ETERNITY

[cherryredstars]

Shy girls and brute boyfriends🥰

NSFW, 18+, Humiliation, Panties

Shy girls need a big, brute of a man who swears up and down that he’ll buy you new panties every time he rips or steals your cute little cotton ones.

Who keeps his promise, but instead of regular panties, he gets you dainty little thongs and v-strings that he forces you to model for him to “see if I got the right size”.

Who spends the whole time chuckling as your cheeks flush and you squirm over his lap as his big paws cup your barely hidden cunt and spread your ass apart.

Cooing “Oh baby, they cover nothing.” as he pulls on them and forces them to wedge deeper into your cunt as humiliated tears prick your eyes.