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Ghost the kinda guy to wear loose gym shorts w/o underwear and manspread around his apartment. Does not give a fuck that u, his roommate, also lives there. Essentially full dick and balls out with the way the pant legs spread, the fat tip of his cock always poking out.

(Maybe he gropes himself in front of u too and makes up some bullshit abt "adjusting" himself just to see how much youll put up with lol)

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god this movie was so amazing

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"AO3 and Tumblr are women!"

"AO3 and Tumblr are men!"

"AO3 and Tumblr are non binary!"

Stop.

All of you are wrong.

They're both gender fluid and they can be whatever the fuck they want to be

They can be gays, they can be lesbians, they can straight, they can be whatever the hell they want

Edit: yes, this was also implying that they can change their physical forms like shape shifters to accommodate for whatever gender they wanna be

Edit 2: by the gods, Tumblr loves this post

Edit 3: because I accidentally offended someone, I am not trying to force my headcanons onto anyone. I understand that gender fluidity is it's own identity. The reason I made this post is because I saw some people arguing on if Tagteam was yaoi or Yuri and I wanted to offer a solution that would make everyone happy. There is no right or wrong way to draw/write/interpret tagteam. They're websites for fuck's sake. Do whatever you want with them.

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Twitter didn’t take the divorce well…

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not that this man would ever take a vacation but you can't convince me this isn't john price on leave somewhere on the coast. his belly's softer because he's been eating whatever he wants lately. he bought short shorts to wear and invites you to ride out onto the water in the boat he rented. he calls you bunny and rubs sunscreen on you and invites you spend the night in his cottage a few ticks down from yours.

he lets you drink his whiskey and likes the way your nose twitches at the smell of cigar smoke he purposefully blows into your face. helps you ride his thigh after getting tipsy and then fucks you raw until you can't see straight.

the next morning, he wakes you with a tongue in your hole. then pops over to the shop to buy you a shit ton of pastries before hurrying back to feed it to you in the bed. hushing your sleepy whines with a peck on your mouth and nuzzle of your cheek in between each bite of the breakfast.

gotta eat up, bunny. he's got a day full of upcoming activities for the two of you...

© 𝐬𝐮𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐡𝐨𝐞𝐯𝐚

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Haven’t written for him in ages but was thinking about Price last night

Fully convinced that no matter how furious you may be with him after a fight, no matter how pissed you might be at him, this man will never accept sleeping on the couch

You can roll away from him all you like, try to give him the cold shoulder as you tug the sheets closer to you, ignore his kiss goodnight all you want, but Price isn’t sleeping anywhere but in bed with you

He’s away from home, from you, too often, he knows the risks of his career too well, has been forced to sleep apart from you too many times now

Doesn’t matter how minuscule or major the fight is, none of it matters to him, if he’s home, he’s sleeping in bed with you, no ifs ands or buts about it

By morning you’ll have rolled over anyhow, winding up pressed against his warm chest with morning breath fanning across his shoulder and limbs tangled between the blankets

So no, John Price is not a man who does well with being banished to the couch

But luckily for him, he’s got more than a few ways to earn his way back into your bed

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Johnny announcing to the 141 that he’s trying for a baby with the missus. like, the eyebrow raising type of announcement, “Aye, tryin’ every night, bound to happen soon.”. Kyle did not need to know that, but he politely keeps his mouth shut. of course, with no complaints, Johnny keeps yapping about how the missus basically hasn’t left their bed, the bonnie lass is probably sore and tuckered out - Price’s ears burning red as he listens

what Johnny didn’t tell them is that he’s sterile, Simon’s the one he entrusted his wife to. holding your shaking body as Simon bullies your poor cunt for the fifth night in a row, swallowing down your whines and moans with sloppy kisses like a good husband. Simon’s not complaining, and he doesn’t plan on stopping once that test turns positive

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cure of ra

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maybe i like my tech a little bit inconvenient

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I don't know who needs to hear this, but

YOU DO NOT NEED TO START A NEW HOBBY!

STEP AWAY FROM THE TEXTILES!

YOU DON'T NEED MORE YARN!

THAT FABRIC IS NOT CALLING TO YOU! LEAVE IT ALONE!

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my humor might be broken cause I find this trend actually funny

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it’s completely acceptable to stay alive for tiny reasons. because you want to hear your favorite song one more time. because your dog will miss you if you leave. because the moon is just too pretty to never see again. because you haven’t seen the next season of a really good tv show. because you want to see the christmas lights this year. if you’re alive, you’re doing enough. if you’re surviving, i’m proud of you.

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blunt!simon!riley during your honeymoon

cw: dubiously consensual language / power imbalance, breeding kink / pregnancy kink, possessive + degrading language, obsession + ownership themes, implied somnophilia (waking you up with sex) marking, bruising, overstimulation, territorial behavior / isolation kink, objectification

a/n: divider by @bernardsbendystraws

he doesn’t take you to a beach. no cute sandals, no cocktails. he takes you to a cabin in the woods with no cell service and blackout curtains.

“honeymoon’s for makin’ sure it sticks.”

you don’t leave the bed for days.

you’re wearing nothing but his t-shirt and your wedding ring. your thighs are sore. your voice is gone. you’re leaking everywhere, and he won’t stop pressing his palm to your belly like he’s checking.

“doesn’t feel full enough. think i need to try again.”

he eats you out in the kitchen. fucks you over the balcony railing. carries you from room to room like a doll. he lets you nap only so he can wake you up by slipping in slow and whispering:

“’s your honeymoon, sweetheart. you want me to take care of you, yeah?”

you lose track of how many times he finishes inside you.

and he keeps whispering that same promise into your ear, every time your belly tenses up or your breath catches or your thighs shake:

“gonna give you a belly, yeah? a bump. little ring on your finger and a fuckin’ baby in you. real wife now.”

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everytime i leave my dog alone at home he tears througha cushion or something plush UNLESS I put some tommyinnit on YouTube. My dog is a bigger more hard-core tommyinnit fan than any of you fucks, I hope you can live with this.

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It will get cold again eventually. The summer will not last forever. I’m not doomed to live in this unbearable heat for all eternity. <- said while gripping the countertop so hard that the tile is starting to crack