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I’ll go on anon while being painfully obvious but you were one of my first real writer friends on here and I am incredibly lucky to know u!!!! you are so so lovely and CREATIVE. you have such a gorgeous way with words. also u are literally right about everything ever, def one of the I can trust to keep me sane LMAOO. I need to plant a big (british xxxxxxxxxxx) kiss to your forehead! I adore u dearly beloved ploooo

Yes,,,,,, a true mystery,,,,,,,,, 🫣 but WAAAAAA THANK YOU I’m so so lucky to have met you beloved u are such a joy and such a wonderful person & friend, don’t let anyone (including urself) convince u otherwise. these kind words were so lovely ♥️

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okay this is the most annoying glitch yet. Why the fuck is tumblr automatically following back people that follow you

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k my periods making it so i might actually have to kms at this rate it’s so insane like i’m normal i promise but also i’m not like at all because ive been shaking for the past 3 days straight like vibrating calling my mom who i’ve worried by accident about this LOL but like i cannot physically do anything i cannot get myself out of bed in a different way than normal i feel crazy shaking suicidal like vibrating out of my god damn skin. over less then a drop of blood. like ok so this is it for me

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[ddiidi]

bf!Bangchan x gn!reader (ot8 mentioned)

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When he calls you clingy, so you distance yourself

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!Warnings: angst, angst and more angst, fake!texts, swearing (lmk if i missed anything)

Side-Note: Sorry but I really needed to do this, my heart desires this angst rn but dw y'all get ur happy ending (reader will throw chan off a building and gets married to jay why papi😍)✨

You were walking at a river, listening to a story one of your friends is telling, when you receive a message.

You groan and take out you phone to answer back as quickly as possible, but when you saw what the message was about, you were the one that nearly collapsed.

You didn't mean to be that mean, you really didn't but it just pissed you off so much. He hurt you and now he's expecting you to just come over and act like nothing ever happened?? You did care about him, a lot, but rightnow, you don't even know if you care about him since he's your boyfriend, or because he's a human being. Either way, you don't plan on forgiving him, not yet, not since it's been a week and there hasn't been even one message or apology.

"Y/n? Y/nnnnnnn everything okay????? You've been staring at your phone for minutes." Rin, one of your friends, asks you, as you were standing still, staring at your conversation with Felix.

"I'm...fine..just something..... unnecessary" you shove your phone back in your bag "Let's not mind it. How about we'll go shopping?" They all agreed on going shopping, but you honestly weren't in the mood for a fun day anymore, not when your mind keeps wandering to chan. Even if he was an asshole...you still love him.

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Later that evening, you drove over to the hospital chan was at, to "just drop off a bag" of fresh clothing for him tomorrow.

Earlier that day you asked Felix not to drop anything off and that you'll do it later, also asking him about Chan's state. Apparently he fainted due to stress, lack of sleep and also a sudden panic where his heartbeat wasn't quick enough to exchange the oxygen in his body fast enough, so it was in fact not your fault.

Well, not all at least.

You were just going to take a quick look at him, to make sure he's not dead. You love him after all... You can't just stop caring for him, you just wanted to see that he's okay...it's been a week and to be honest, you did miss him, somehow.

So here you sit, next to his bed, watching him sleep peacefully. The nurses let you in, when you said you'd quickly drop off his bag.

You just stared at his face for a while, before standing up and giving him a quick peck on his lips before walking towards the door, turning around when he mumbles out your name.

Oh this voice. His voice. How you missed hearing your name with that voice, from him. But instead of saying anything, you quickly and quietly get out of the room. You didn't wanna talk to him and you also don't want to give him the joy of knowing, that you still miss him after what he said.

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The next morning you were awoken by messages blowing up your phone and were close to a heart attack when you didn't recognize your surroundings, when you realize that you moved in your new apartment early, so you wouldn't wake up to a half dead chan banging at your door.

Instead, that half dead oldie decided to blow up your phone.

You turn you phone off, lay it on the nightstand, cover yourself with your blanket and.... Cry.

What did you do? Why did you say that? And why did he keep giving you the fault? Questions over questions linger in your head as you cried. You didn't want all this to end, but what if he notices he's actually better of without you? What if you just....destroyed a 3 year long relationship just because of your stupid personality?...

No. He deserved if. He definitely did for being an asshole. But do you really have to suffer, because of his mistakes?

You eventually cried yourself to sleep, in hope that it was just a bad dream...

Sometimes it's heart to accept the truth, because the truth sometimes hurts.

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I'LL MAKE IT, XXXXXXXXXXX - toji f. & shiu k.

THEM 😩

featuring: toji fushiguro x fem!reader x shiu kong

trigger warnings: threesome, oral (m receiving), slight humiliation theme, hard dom!toji, soft dom!shiu, dirty talk

“oh you want us to touch you? mmh I don't know if you deserve it sweet girl... what do you think shiu?” asked toji with a smile at the corner of his lips.

the other man hummed, extending his legs in his seat while smoking his cigarette. there was an obvious buldge between his legs, but he remained calm and unbothered.

the only one who looked hot and bothered was you, your naked body on display on the bed, both of your hands tied up to its frame.

“she seems pretty desperate, maybe we should just give it to her.”

toji arched a brow and got closer to you. you looked up at him, eyes full of need as you pulled at the ropes restraining your movements. the sorcerer killer took your chin in his hand, tilting your head so you were now looking at shiu.

“but look at her, can she handle both of us?”

the man smoking a cigarette smiled, finding your silence amusing, because you knew better, and right now, talking back to them was no use.

“I'm sure she can.”

toji snorted, clearly not convinced but he shrugged and slowly sat on the bed next to your trembling body. with his palm, he carresed your lower stomach while gently stroking your chest with his other hand.

you squirmed and whimpered toji's name and he took your chin in his hand again, tilting your head to the side so he could kiss you. it was passionate, but not gentle at all, his tongue brutally forcing your mouth open while you were still squirming, lifting your hips in the air with need.

as toji kissed you again roughly, you felt the mattress sink under someone's weight and you quickly felt shiu's hand run over your thighs, teasing you by caressing your skin with his fingertips.

“poor girl, she's soaked.” he whispered with false sympathy.

there was something so humiliating about them talking as if you weren't even there, as if you weren't dripping onto the sheets, heart pounding and mind slowly getting blown by toji's tongue. you moaned into his mouth when you felt shiu grazing your entrance with his knuckles, he was still barely touching you, and it was driving you crazy.

“please, touch me...” you pleaded as you broke the kiss with the sorcerer killer.

“don't you know good girls don't speak unless they're spoken to? if you can't follow basic rules what are we even supposed to do with you, mmh?” toji rasped in a dangerously low tone.

despite his smile, shiu gave you an apologetic look as toji stood up next to the bed and unbuckled his belt, you barely had time to mumble an apology before his cock was already pressed against your lips.

“I'll give you a good reason to open your mouth.”

you whimpered at his harsh tone, a few tears began to gather at the corners of your eyes and you slowly parted your lips, allowing his cock to slide into your mouth.

"I'm sorry darling, toji can be so mean sometimes..." shiu sighed, and you felt the breath of air on your pussy.

he freed your hands, probably out of pity and kissed your shoulders as you could feel toji's hard cock going in and out of your mouth, provoking lewd noises in the room, his big hand resting over your head to hold your hair in place and guide your face to his liking.

“she likes it. just look at her fucking pussy right now and you'll see how much she likes to be treated like a dirty slut.” toji growled through gritted teeth, sweat starting to bead on his forehead as he looked at you through his dark locks.

you suddenly felt two fingers spreading your pussy lips apart, revealing your spasming clit and the juices dripping out of you. shiu blew air on it once more and you tried to squirm away, but toji held you in place with a firm hand, you couldn't go anywhere.

“oh you're right, she's dripping everywhere, it's almost painful to watch.”

toji fucked your mouth harder while shiu removed his pants, freeing his hard cock and getting between your legs.

“fuck her. whores like her don't need any prep.” toji ordered, tightening his grip on your hair.

shiu hummed and gave your hips gentle strokes, pressing the tip against your folds, your wetness coating his cock. he didn't have to force it, his cock slid inside within a second and you moaned around toji's, trying with all your might not to lose your mind at the feeling.

shiu began to move slowly, contrasting with the speed at which toji was pounding his hips, his balls slapping against your chin. with tears now streaming down your cheeks, toji admired you from above as if you were the most beautiful thing he'd ever seen.

“... so fucking good...” shiu muttered, grabbing your inner thighs to spread them further apart, sinking deeper into you.

toji abruptly removed himself from your mouth, allowing you to breathe properly and moan as much as you wanted. his hand moved to your clit and began rubbing it with his thumb as shiu roamed your insides, pushing on your g-spot with each thrust.

“does it feel good sweetheart? you want to cum? do you need it so bad?” teased toji as he grabbed one of your hands to make you pump his cock.

you nodded thoughtlessly, eyes unfocused, shifting to toji's face to where shiu and you were both connected.

“I wanna cum please, need both of your cum...” you moaned as your legs began to shake.

“she's asking so sweetly toji... maybe we should give her what she wants...?” panted shiu and toji smiled.

you smeared his precum on your hand and felt both their cocks twitch. you lifted your head, looking at toji through your lashes and saw his hips stutter against your hand. they were so close too.

“please...” you begged a second time as your eyes rolled back.

your pleading voice unlocked something deep inside both men, they gave each other a look and shiu fucked you harder, making your body jolt under his thrusts.

“fuck okay, you're ready shiu?” asked toji breathlessly.

he rubbed your clit faster as shiu pushed on your g-spot again and again, roughly rubbing that place until it was deliciously painful and you finally came in a loud cry, your back arching and your free hand gripping the sheets.

toji grunted, releasing his load all over your face and chest as shiu pulled out to smear his cum on your belly and thighs as they both let out a satisfied sigh.

you lay breathless and covered in their semen, heart rushing to your ears as your body was still twitching, toji held your hand in his and gently stroked its back with his thumb, while shiu gave you reassuring caresses.

“don't fall asleep now sweetheart, we still have a lot of things to show you...” toji laughed darkly, and you shuddered.

the night was far from being over.

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[liliannadelaphinehartifelt]

Alastor - [ DEVOTION Pt. 9 ]

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I've been resurrected from the dead once again and have something to deliver? I know; I can't believe it either. Seven more chapters and this series will be complete.

WARNINGS: [ MDNI ] + [ NSFW ] + [ SMUT ] + [ GRAPHIC DESCRIPTIONS OF VIOLENCE ] + [ DESCRIPTIONS OF BLOOD & GORE/CORPSE ] + [ BLOOD KIINK ] + [ CANNIBALISM ]

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“Darlin’, I’m home!..”

Alastor halted in the parlor room’s entryway, his blood ice cold, his hazel eyes slightly blown wide with shock, as he took in the scene in front of him.

“Hi, honey…” you chirped casually, sounding as cheerful as ever with blood all over you and the body responsible for it lying by the spot you knelt.

Alastor swallowed hard, blinking slowly as his mind established that what he saw was real and not some sick fantasy he’d conjured up on his way home.

You smiled wide at him, giggling nervously at his reaction and ready to explain yourself, seeing the bewildered look on his face.

“I-it’s not what it looks like-“

Alastor dropped everything he held, his coat, keys, and work case, cluttering to the ground so loudly that you went silent in fear of the noise and the implications.

You gulped quietly as he stalked over to you with a purpose in each step, quick, long strides that had your head spinning with anxiety.

Your gaze stayed glued to the ground, too afraid to look at his face. His lack of words did not help your state of mind.

Alastor felt no urge to speak. He wanted to act more than anything, to get a hold of you before any logical thought could cross his mind.

And get a hold of you he did…

“Alastor..w-wait!?..” you yelped softly as your husband towered above you, not hesitating to drag you up from the blood-stained floor with a firm hand around your forearm. You prepared to be handled by him roughly, well aware he’d never laid a hand on you before, but expecting it under such unusual circumstances…

The hit never came…

No, Alastor had just the opposite action in mind for you, eyes burning so brightly through his glasses and smile so wide you wondered if he’d even noticed the dead body next to you.

“Alas- mmph…mmm,” you lost all feeling and comprehension as his lips pressed onto yours, hungry and eager to swallow whatever you planned to say.

His tongue slid into your mouth with ease, searching for yours until it came out to play with his, and never leaving as the kiss dwindled into an intimate mess.

You tried to breathe, thrown off by Alastor’s sudden excitement but reluctant to stop him as he kissed you deeper. His hands traveled up your neck, squeezing it gently until you moaned into his mouth, easing to cup your face gently as drool seeped from the corner of your lips from the action.

You reached for his wrists to ground yourself to reality and hold yourself steady as he leaned into your more petite frame. Alastor couldn’t get enough of you. Driven a little more insane with every glimpse he had of your innocent hands covered in another’s blood and losing it entirely when you stained his skin with it.

Had you done this for him?…

Killed someone for him?…

Put your purity on the line just for his sake?…

I want her…need to have her…. she's just too…fuck…she’s perfect.

Alastor sensed his shadow leering in the low light of the dining room, drooling as desire coursed through his veins, flowing straight to his head and back down to the tip of his cock.

He growled a deep, lonely sound that had your core throbbing in seconds. It grew more intense as he backed you into the table, finally letting you get a heavy breath in while sliding an arm around your waist. “Alastor…please let me-“ you whined quietly, thrown off by the strength he had when lifting you onto the table, slotting himself right between your legs without a second thought.

Your eyes went wide, feeling the firm tent into his pants, an apparent, distinct hardness pressing against your lower half, and not even close to being a misguided illusion on your end.

Was….did this….make him….?

Your body was set on fire as the thought crossed your mind. Your face flushed a deep pink, and your eyes finally drifted to meet his.

Red…

His eyes were blood red. Not an ounce of gold in them.

Not a glimmer of humanity, either.

Alastor’s smile was even less sane and gentler than usual, but it simultaneously felt natural to you.

His expression should have made you feel afraid, unsettled, and disturbed.

It felt impossible to gauge any of those emotions, a perpetual fluttering in your stomach signaling anything but, and it elevated as he chuckled softly.

“I don’t think you understand how lovely you look to me right now, sweetheart….”

Your skin gathered chills as his normal tone dropped several octaves, returning to a drawl you’d heard many times, but it still made you utterly speechless the same way.

The need to speak distanced itself from you as Alastor cupped your face again, thumbs gliding over your blood-stained cheeks ever so gently and his lips inching back towards yours. You refused to move away from his touch, eyes glossing over with want as he handled you like a doll.

“You…killed for me,” he mumbled, amused, far from concerned, and you nodded with a whimper falling from your mouth. “I…I had to. I wanted to…please…Alastor, please don’t..”

Please don’t hate me…

The words felt strenuous, heavy on your tongue, and drowned out by the feverish kiss he used to silence you. Tears gathered in your eyes, relief filling your chest as his hand wandered over you, caressing your curves with deliberate firmness.

He was anything but angry with you, not caring about the blood on your hands, caring even less about the dead woman on the floor.

Alastor had little focus on anything that wasn’t you. His mind was a mess, and his body control was even worse. Your clothes were made a distant memory in mere moments, discarded on the table's messy surface, and only his glasses were placed there with them.

You’d barely managed to get those off him, having to forget to unbutton his dress shirt as he discreetly undid the restraints of his pants and bared his cock against your gleaming folds.

“Hmm..ahh..” you whined at the familiar feeling, eyes sliding shut as he lifted your legs to wrap around his waist and wrapped a hand around your throat. The gentle nudge of his tip sliding between your slit was dizzying, quiet sounds of wetness resonating through the room from the teasing action, and body going numb as your walls clenched in anticipation.

Alastor bit his lip, leveling his patience to enjoy the sight of your bare body covered in blood, writhing helplessly to feel him inside you and still gleaning like an angel under the warm golden light.

In his eyes, you could do no wrong and be nothing but perfect, and every fiber of his being knew it.

“Look at me, ma chere,” Alastor choked you harder, watching the blush on your cheeks flare up and your eyes flutter open without hesitation. If he wasn’t already feeling proud of you, the eagerness in your gaze indeed was his last straw, and with little warning, he emphasized that by pushing his cock past your folds with a force that had your eyes rolling again.

“Ah ah, don’t look away, sweet girl. “He groaned lowly, mindful of the twins sleeping upstairs. “Open those pretty eyes for me…”

His hips snapped into yours, rough and demanding, and you shuddered from the effect it had on your womb. The hit was spot on, harsh in all the right ways, and you wanted nothing more than to fall back on the table and enjoy it to the fullest…

However, Alastor’s command was final, and you followed it with little argument. Your eyes peered into his, full of sweetness, and fixated on him.

The blood on your hands had smeared across his face, covering his jaw and neck in your red handprints and streaks of it on his chest and arms. Your stomach flipped at the sight, pleasure pooling there at the thought of him covered in blood during his hunts, “More..” you begged quietly, unsure if you were asking for more blood on him or more satisfaction.

Alastor interpreted the latter, picking up the force of his thrusts with ease and tuning out the world entirely as your creamy walls greedily entrapped his cock. You couldn’t help it; he was never really used to his size and was less experienced with him being so rough.

Your eyes struggled to stay focused, watering with more tears as he brushed up against your cunt’s sensitive areas, abusing them to the point of frazzled nerves. Sweat glistened on his skin, dripping from his temple and down the defined lines of his jaw. You had an urge to lick it off, smiling stupidly at the thought as a string of stifled moans filled your chest.

Alastor huffed at your attempt to be quiet, aware of your reasoning but selfishly wanting to hear you slowly devolve into a fucked out mess no matter the repercussions. You gasped as his hand on your throat forced air from your lungs, a remarkably swift thrust from him pulling a delighted cry from you right after.

You gave him a pleading look, embarrassed but too far gone to stop him from doing it again. Alastor wouldn’t let up, ruthlessly pounding into you even when your weight collapsed on the table. The combination of inhaling spare breaths and the constant bashing he was giving your core made it hard to see, think, and stay conscious.

He held you to his earlier demand, not letting you look away from him even when you fell to lay on the table. You clawed at his forearm, bracing yourself for your impending high and needing to touch him somewhere for a tether to reality when it did

There was that hidden fight in you he’d grown to love, a sliver of darkness you kept hidden to please others.

Alastor was fully aware you only showed that side of yourself to him, cared enough to let it show amid demented pleasure and use it as an excuse to kill for him…

To please and protect him.

“I fucking love you…” he muttered between hushed breaths in your ear, drowning in the feeling of your hands tangling through his dark curls, and you immediately responded in a gentle whisper, “I know….I love you too Al…”

He groaned, a little closer to his edge as your soft voice echoed in his head, morphing into a moan while both of his hands shifted to hold your hips up from the table.

You choked on a scream at the new angle he had you in, losing track of your surroundings as he gave three definitive thrusts before your bodies went rigid together, and a steady stream of mixed arousal leaked from between your thighs.

Alastor smiled against the skin of your shoulder, kissing it gently as an airy laugh fell from his lips, and you shivered at the sound. “So, I take it a home-cooked meal won’t be an option tonight, will it, darling?” He rasped into your ear, and you blushed heavily, remembering the body on the floor, the dinner unfinished in the kitchen, and the utter mess he’d made of you moments ago.

“No... I don’t think so…” you pouted, a little disappointed at yourself but overwhelmed all at once.

Your husband stood to his full height again, gently pulling out of you with a smirk on his lips, seeing the slick seeping from your cunt as he did, “No, worries, dear. I’m sure we can scrounge up something….edible.”

You sat up slowly, following his gaze as it landed on your victim, and your stomach dropped as you made the connection.

“Alastor, you can’t be…“

He hummed cheerfully, already fixing himself up and eyeing you curiously as he did so, “Then I’ll save it for another time, dear. There’s no rush for your first…real meal..”

You glowered at him, flustered by the thought of eating another person, “That’ll never happen, Al. Never.”

He laughed, helping you sit up before placing a chaste kiss on your head, “Ah, yes. You said the same thing about killing. Did you not?..”

Damn it….he’s right.

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Planning on going to New Orleans for my 21st birthday in a month. I am so excited because not only am I gonna be able to actually have fun and drink but I'll also get a chance to experience habit of what Alastor's life would've been like. Gathering prime writing material and partying at the same time? I can't wait..!

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I'm fairly confident that Human Alastor was just another more sociable and charismatic version of Hannibal. Credits to the creator.❤️

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The Astrology of Appearance

Every planet is associated with a certain feature in Vedic Astrology and I thought it would be interesting to analyse it!!

MERCURY (forehead)

these natives tend to have large, prominent foreheads

(L to R)

Sonakshi Sinha, Ashlesha Moon

Tyra Banks, Jyeshta Sun

Rihanna, Revati Moon

Angelina Jolie, Revati Moon

MARS (eyebrows)

these natives tend to have very little space between their eyes and eyebrows and their eyebrows itself tend to be long and straight, without any arch

(L to R)

Natalie Portman, Mrigashira Sun

Kim Kardashian, Chitra Sun

Cara Delevingne, Mrigashira Ketu

Adriana Lima, Mrigashira Sun & Chitra Moon

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Sandra Bullock, Dhanishta Moon & Mrigashira stellium

Kate Upton, Mrigashira Sun & stellium, Chitra Moon

Brooke Shields, Mrigashira Moon

Audrey Hepburn, Dhanishta rising

JUPITER (nose)

These natives tend to have a long and tapered nose. Their midface is often kinda long.

(L to R)

Denise Richards, Vishaka Moon

Kali Uchis, Punarvasu Sun

Shakira, Punarvasu Moon

Sofia Vergara, Punarvasu Sun & Moon

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Evan Rachel Wood, Purvabhadrapada Moon

Katrina Kaif, Punarvasu Sun

Laura Prepon- Vishaka Moon

Carmen Electra- Punarvasu Moon

VENUS (cheeks)

Venusian natives often have prominent cheekbones and really full cheek apples.

(L to R)

Keri Russell- Purvashada Moon

Christina Ricci- Purvashada Moon

Stella McCartney- Purvaphalguni Sun

Taylor Hill- Purvaphalguni Moon

Bipasha Basu- Bharani Moon

(L to R)

Iris Apatow- Purvashada Moon

Adele- Bharani Sun

Aishwarya Rai- Purvashada Moon

Uma Thurman- Bharani Sun

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[deathsimage]

Captains Orders

Pairings: Price x afab reader x Ghost

Summary: Price coaching you through letting Ghost fuck you

Content/Warnings: (+18) p-in-v sex, 3-some (kinda), language, no established relationships, mentions of trauma

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Price was pacing his office, smoking a cigar as he thought about how stressed Ghost had been lately. Price paused as he looked out the window of his office and saw you walking across the lot. An idea hit him.

He had noticed on multiple occasions the way Ghost looked at you, the way you looked at him. He noticed how Ghost never raised his voice at you, and how he always made sure you knew he was never angry at you. Ghost had a soft spot for you, and only you. You made Ghost a different person. You made him Simon.

Price bit down on his cigar before he crushed it in his ashtray, heading out of his office to chase you down. You smiled as you looked up at your handsome captain coming up beside you, leaning in as he put his arm around your shoulders. “Hey y/n, have you seen Ghost?”

“I did about an hour ago…he doesn’t seem like he’s doing too great. I was actually going to get some groceries and maybe make him some dinner.”

Price smiled and rubbed your shoulder before letting you go. “That’s very thoughtful of you…I’ve noticed how he’s been lately, but, I don’t think dinner is going to fix it.”

You frowned and looked at the ground. “I don’t know what’s wrong with him…” you said softly.

Price grabbed your arm and pulled you to a stop, leaning down to whisper into your ear. “Men can get…stressed, when they need..release. He hasn’t had that luxury in years..and you’re taking a toll on him.”

You look at him shocked. “Me? How am I…”

“Because he likes you y/n…he hasn’t liked someone like you in a long time.”

You didn’t know what to say, thoughts flooding your mind as your face heated up.

“So, you want to help me…help him?” Price leaned back and did his little stance with his arms folded over his chest.

You bit your lip and looked up at Price, simply giving him a nod.

Ghost had locked his phone again as he stood in front of Price’s door, having gotten a text to meet him for dinner, for a chat. Ghost expected that Price noticed how on edge he had been and that’s what he was going to be talking to him about. Sighing as Price opened the door, he didn’t even say anything as he walked in.

“Well hello to you too.” Price chuckled as he shut the door behind Ghost.

“Let’s get this over with.” Ghost exhaled.

“I’m not about to try and get in your head Simon.”

“Then what am I doing here?”

“Follow me.” Price stepped in front of Ghost and lead him down the hallway, opening the door to his bedroom.

“What’s this abo-“ Ghost was immediately cut off when he seen you leaned over the edge of Price’s bed in nothing but one of Price’s button up shirts.

“Price, what the fuck is this?”

“It’s not what you think…in fact, this is for you.” Price nodded towards your direction.

Ghost looked at you, feeling the heat growing in his chest as he began walking over to you without thinking. His hands gripped onto your ass before he even knew what he was doing. “Y/n…why…what are you…are you sure about this?” He said through deep breaths.

You simply nodded and pushed your ass back up into his hands, causing him to groan as his grip tightened on your skin. Price stepped around the two of you, climbing onto the bed and propping himself up, calling you over to him. You crawled up the bed, your ass and cunt swaying with your hips in front of Ghost as you did. You rolled over and laid back in Price’s lap, spreading your legs open for Ghost as Price began to unbutton the shirt you were wearing, pulling it open to expose your tits along with the rest of your body. Ghost groaned and began to pull his shirt off himself, his mask coming off with his shirt, his blonde hair a tussled mess as he crawled towards you on the bed. Price’s hands rubbed over your body as Ghost looked over your wet cunt, eyes trailing up your body, eventually meeting Prices eyes. Price gave him a nod of approval, causing Ghost to lean down and began kissing over your tits, licking and sucking at the sensitive buds of your nipples as his finger and thumb played with the other. Your moans were like angels singing to him, shaky breaths escaping onto your sensitive skin as his hands ran down your body. Wasn’t long before he was shuffling his pants down just enough to expose his cock, positioning himself between your legs to grind his cock between your wet folds.

Price’s hands reached down to massage and grope your tits as Ghost began to slowly enter your pussy, the head of his cock stretching you open with a bit of pain at first.

“Shh, you’re doing such a good job love.” Price whispered to you as Ghost continued to sink his cock into your pussy. The unholy groan that escaped Ghost’s lips was enough to make you quiver, your back arching as Ghost began thrusting his cock into you, shivering as Price played with your tits. “Good girl.” Price cooed.

Ghost leaned up and held your thighs as he began slamming his hips into you rougher by the second. Price reached forward to wrap his fingers around the back of Ghosts neck, “doing so good Simon..you deserve this. Such a good lad..” Price praised Ghost, making Ghosts cheeks burn bright pink as he looked into Prices eyes as he continued to fuck your pussy. “Thank you sir…” Ghost almost whimpered, the praises from his captain and feeling of your warm, tight, wet pussy wrapped around his cock was a feeling he had never experienced; it was ethereal. Ghost began breathing and moaning heavier and louder by the second, Price knew he was getting close, and he knew you needed to come with him.

Price’s strong hand slid down your tummy, between your legs as his middle finger slide between your folds, beginning you rub your clit as Ghost fucked your hole. Your back arched as you let out a sharp whimper, your hands reaching back to grip Price’s shirt as Ghosts thrusts rocked you into Price’s lap, Price’s finger working on your sensitive bundle of nerves between your thighs. They were both treating you like they worshipped you…but whose name escaped your lips?

“Simon-“

Ghosts hips stuttered as the sound of his name on your lips caused him to ram his hips into you harshly, “fuck I’m gonna cum.” He growled

“Cum inside of her.” Price commanded

“Are you- is she-“

“Yes” you and Price both answered.

“Cum in her pussy Simon.” Price spoke in his deep, near purring, voice.

Ghost threw his head back as his fucked your cunt as fast as he possibly could, slamming his hips into you one last time as you felt the warm liquid oozing into you, his hips grinding into you to drain every last drop of cum from his cock. “Thank you..” he panted “thank you…”

Price slipped out from underneath the two of you, stepping into the bathroom as you heard water running into the tub, Ghost now laying on top of you, still breathing heavily as his lips rested against the skin of your neck. Your fingers ran up his spin, feeling more complete than you had ever felt before.

“Thank you y/n…”

“Anything for you Simon.”

[sillysootyboi]

Wilbur screaming in the Lovejoy songs always awakens some primal horny beast in me. His cover of Spiral Galaxy and the scream in Scum are just xxxxxxxxxxx

[cloudy-em]

ok mayhaps a carmen x fem!reader and she’s like his childhood bsf? then she just kinda shows up one day after not seeing him for years idk

ooh I like it!

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The memories came flooding back to Carmen. He felt frozen. Richie had pulled him close, a hushed but audible sound in the busy kitchen and all Carmen could do was focus on what Richie said; "Y/N is here". Suddenly nothing else mattered, and Carmen rushed to his office, slamming the door behind him. He leaned back in the chair, breathing deeply to stall the anxiety.

Y/N, his closest friend. He remembered the day they met so vividly, it was like watching it on a screen. She was riding her bike down the sidewalk, doing her best to work with her helmet that was a little too big and her uncoordinated 5 year old body. She approached him sitting on the old wooden steps of his house.

"D'you wanna play?" she asked him. And the friendship took off flying. They took each other away from the pains of their homelives in treehouses and days playing by the creek. They grew older and stayed just as close. Carmen struggled in school and Y/N helped him with his homework, offering to do the math for him if he read the English novel. They skipped middle school dances together by sitting in that old treehouse that was quickly getting too cramped, smiling and laughing together.

But the times changed, like they often do, and Y/N's mom remarried and they had to move away from Carmen. He could feel the hurt still inside him as he wrung his hands, pacing the floor in his office. He felt betrayed; she did leave him to deal with everything alone. She had escaped the life she'd always led, moving out to some western coastal town where she would be happy without Carmen. The door opened, and Carmen whipped his head around to face it.

"Cousin," Richie said, seriously for once and not being an asshole. "She's still out there. Nobody's taken her order yet. Thought maybe the Chef would like to do the honors?"

Carmen stared back, wide-eyed, unable to speak.

"Ya can't run away forever," Richie told him.

Carmen took a deep breath, wiping his sweaty palms on his pants. As much as he didn't want to admit it, Richie was right. His dearest friend, the one he hadn't seen in a decade, was sitting in his restaurant. He could see her again, one last time. Maybe she'd recognize him and they would make small talk for a minute or two after she paid the bill and he would have closure. Or maybe she wouldn't recognize him and all he'd ever be to her was a lost memory.

It was undeniably Y/N. He knew as soon as he left the safety of the kitchen that it was her. God, she'd barely changed. As Carmen approached the table where she sat alone, he swore time was moving slower than it ever had.

"Good evening, may I get you something to drink?" he asked, cringing at how his words sounded.

"Carmy?" She practically squealed. "Oh my god, I can't believe it's you! It's me, it's Y/N." He smiled politely and bit his tongue to keep from saying, "I know".

"Wow, Y/N! It's great to see you," he said, trying to steady the shake in his voice. "What are you doing here?"

"Oh, you know, mom and Robert finally got divorced, and mom's old, so I helped her move back to where she grew up," Y/N said, softly. "I heard about this new restaurant, got rave reviews. Figured I would try it before I head back to New York."

"Oh, you live in New York now?" Carmen asked her. If only he'd known that, they were probably in New York at the same time. This meeting could've happened so much sooner.

"Yeah, I'm in marketing for a law firm," she said. "Well, what about you? What've you been up to?"

"Me? I-" but Carmen was interrupted by Richie.

"Chef," he said. "If you'd like to sit and talk with your...friend, I'm more than glad to take her order."

Carmen didn't have a chance to answer, because Y/N answered for him.

"Oh, Carm, please stay!" She said to him before turning to Richie kindly, thanking him and ordering an appetizer to share with Carmen. Richie nodded, walking back towards the kitchen.

The silence made Carmen uncomfortable as he sat across from his childhood best friend.

"So..." Y/N began, trying to keep her smirk behind her lips, but failing. The gesture made Carmen smile softly at her; she never could quite contain her joy or humor. "Chef, huh?"

Carmen nodded shyly. "Yeah. Revamped the place, I-I'm proud of it."

"You should be! It's great, Carmy, it really is," Y/N smiled, reaching her hand across the table for his hand. He didn't move his hand, letting her skin graze his.

"I'm glad to see you, I really am," Carmen told her, hoping for a split second that maybe, just maybe, they could repair what they once had.

"I'm sorry we lost contact, Carmen," Y/N apologized. "It's no excuse, but Robert didn't want me to keep talking to you. He wanted me to find new friends, and I- god, I'm just so sorry."

Carmen, let out a breath he didn't know he was holding. "It's okay, Y/N. I wanted you to find friends and I wanted you to be happy. Plus, it's just as much my fault as it is yours. We both got busy, and it was a stupid mistake. We'll make it better, yeah?"

Y/N smiled at Carmen's forgiveness and maturity and happy at his proposition to rekindle.

"Yeah, Carmy. We'll make it better."