#modern dream

[ask-modern-verse]

*meet Clover*

"Hello! How are you?"

Gonna try my best to continue this blog, been wanting to revisit my boiz <3

Ask box is still closed for now but it'll reopen once I'm finished with the others! (the red out part of the ask will be answered later)

[hardcore-gaming-101]

Top 47K - Typing of the Dead: Overkill (and Death Wing!)

Join the HG101 gang as they discuss and rank the long-awaited sequel to a Dreamcast cult classic. Then stick around for The Operation Death Wing, a weirdly stylish PS1 arcade space combat game!

[justsmth2]

this is his song did we all agree

[soudasouda]

Moon Aligns with Observatory Dome Follow Souda on Tumblr

[thekingofspin]

[ask-modern-verse]

Kinda of late but it was a fun run! Modern Dream leaves happy and is gonna have a night with the booooiz-

Dream Tournament: Round 2, Poll 3

[sistertotheknowitall]

Jason: Thou looks and smells of an unwashed mutt of female persuasion and so does thy lover.

Steph: You’re a bitch and so’s your man.

Tim: …… Okay, but why’s he speaking like that?

[tanadrin]

perhaps this is naive of me, but sometimes when i read florid descriptions of the coming demographic collapse all i can think is that as a species, we finally did it--somewhere between the onset of the industrial revolution and the invention of the pill, we finally broke the iron yoke of agrarian civilization that linked our ability to feed ourselves to the size of our population, the yoke that tied the pleasures of sex to the burdens of reproduction, the yoke that meant most people would have to suffer the burden of seeing roughly half their children die before age five. and yes, if this all keeps up, the world will change as a result, change in ways both already kind of sad (a lot of small towns vanishing off the map, as the remaining population continues to concentrate in big cities) and in we can barely begin to understand now (what does the world look like after 200 years of population shrinkage? i can't even imagine). and there will be new problems. i do worry (for example) about how we will care adequately for the aged. there will be significant problems we have to confront. but god almighty i am glad we broke that yoke.

[thatoneautisticshark]

Price was widely considered the Ghost whisperer as rookies called him. Ghost was considered a bit of a wild card. He was quick to disagree with his superiors depending on what they said.

But he never disagreed with Price or if he did, it was calm collected "With all due respect sir, I don't think that is the best option". The few times anyone had ever seen him even get actually mouthy, he shut up at just a look from Price.

Price had successfully got Ghost wrapped around his little finger back he was just a lieutenant, and Ghost was a mouthy combative sergeant.

Price had been tired, having just come back from break. And one break he was helping look after his little cousins, and Ghost was reminding him of his little cousins. So naturally his sleep deprived mind decided to deal with it the same way.

Kiss his forehead, and the confusion will shut him up.

So price leaned forward placing a peck on the non masked forehead, and the younger man froze.

"What?...I... huh?"

Price simply shrugged "Shh"

And for about a month it worked, every time Ghost got mouthy, price would simply kiss him somewhere, and he shut it.

Then he started getting more mouthy then usual and price sighed. "Is my method no longer working?"

Ghost grinned at him "Well maybe I'm trying to get kisses" He teased watching price freeze.

Price, to his credit only took about ten seconds to snap back to himself. "Well behaved and you get a proper kiss. Be annoying and you only get a peck."

Simon paused, not expecting that. "Bet".

To prices absolute bafflement, Ghost indeed behaved with no mouthing off, the whole next day.

Back in his office he pulled the sergeant by his chin, gently kissing him, which Ghost melted into.

Nowadays, it didn't stop at kissing, If Ghost was good, or helped with paper work a hand would go down the pants and they had to clean the desk.

So yes Ghost behaved for Price, because his lips and dick were just too good.

[rosieandthemoon]

by leo.mortem on insta

[kismetlotts]

Kinktober 🎃 day ten: Wet dreams!

cw: public sex, workplace sex, oral sex on John, masturbation, wet dreams, cumming in sleep, leaking, reader and John are total strangers

John Price that can’t get you out of his head. It doesn’t really make sense to him- he met you once during a meeting but something at the back of his head, glued you too his mind. Had him stressing about little things he never stresses about.

Did he pronounce that word properly? Was all the information he read out and presented in the meeting correct? Did you pick up on every stutter he made and every tremble of his voice? He was a mess at work, a mess at home, every thought and every minute taken up with your face. Eyes so wide, innocent and concentrated on him. He couldn’t even sleep properly since you’d infested into his brain.

Pretty and crouched underneath the desk, body wedged between his thick legs as he reads out the words written down on his paper. The thick lining of his formal blazer and tie making him overheat as your warm mouth trails all over his cock. Licking him clean, gagging on him, breathing on the tip until his eyes finally flicker down and meet yours. Watching as you suck and take him deeper down your throat, working him closer and closer to his release only for him to wake up in his bed, alarm blaring into the darkness of a 4am October morning.

It was pathetic, he wasn’t some horny teenager that was having wet dreams about one of his crushes. He was in his late thirties early forties- captain of a military unit, this was fucking ridiculous.

Each morning was the same, he’d wake up drenched in his own sweat, breathing heavily into his moist bedsheets; the air hot. Sometimes his hand managed to sneak into his pyjama bottoms, fisting his cock slowly leaving him with no choice but to continue. The angry red tip glossed with precum, so plump and desperate to feel your lips, to seek refuge in your soaking cunt.

Other times he’d wake up his orgasm already passed, everywhere all messy and cum covered as it leaked through his clothes and onto the bedding itself. Grunting in annoyance as he flings back the covers and heads to the toilet ready to clean himself up.

He didn’t even fucking know who you were- or why you’d foraged your way into his head. But you best believe the next time he sees you, he’ll be pulling you to the side- demanding you to come with him before having a long conversation in his office. A long conversation followed by a bit of whispering, a hand full of kissing and a fuck load of sex.

What else could John do to silence his thoughts- his fantasies? To silence his strengthening desperation and the sweet dreams he was having about you?

He was only human.

[ask-modern-verse]

Hoï! Here to know how Dream feels to be in the Dream tournament! And also what his friends (and brother) think about it instead?

nice day❣️

ps: And hope you will show us more modernverse stuff ( I love this universe )

[There was another ask going alone the lines of: "I hope Dream doesn't feel too stressed out about the tournament. Seems like he's having fun!" But I am idiot and answered and deleted the ask by accident, apologies anon qwq]

Traditional art cuz I was at schhol- (ignore the faded killer on the top left)

[coolthingsguyslike]

[oflorelei]

Nothing will ever be as gay as a straight man talking about Robert Baratheon

[reds-skull]

(Kind of a contiuation of this comic)

I've had this comic in my head for literally months. I missed making them!

Also trying some new stuff with my style...

[pansy-picnics]

big day for the ukd nation how we feeling guys…..