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rumi stronger than me bc I would've sucked the skin off his dick if he looked at me like that

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*Felix knocks on his door* Dem we need you...this guy turned off his location!

*Demetri lights up like a dog with a treat and prances out of his room. When Jane comes* oh- wait! Nevermind...there was a glitch his location is back on. We'll handle it from here thanks anyways though. *and just walks off*

*Demetri is livid and on the verge of a crash out. So bad his eye twitched. Stomps back into his room and continues to pout again*

Wonder how all those people/object tracking vampires feel about things like Life360 and Appletag/Tile taking over their tracking jobs.

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"But the dick is worth it" has me cackling and crying cause your girl needs to start staying that more...I just unfortunately need more dick😭😭

Lowkey socially inept ghost who has NO CLUE just how horny reader is for him😔

You've pulled out all the stops, complimented his outfits, pointed out how tall he is, how warm he is. Fuck, you even compared hand sizes! But nothing! Ur pretty sure hes just dense, bc its not like hes rejected you yet, just nods along with whatever you say but he doesnt *do* anything!

You learn that ghost has a bad back and send him sex positions designed to reduce back pain, nothing but a thumbs up. Its not even you that ends up telling him, gaz sees you offer chapstick after *just* applying some and he denies it. He cant take it anymore, watching u is becoming actually painful.

"Ghost, mate, she wants to fuck you." He says blunty, dodging the indignant slap aimed at him "preferably sooner than later." Gaz gives you both a firm pat on the shoulder then walks away.

....anyways ghost ends up railing u into the mattress and u learn that u just need to be blunt with him. From then on you either drag him to ur room or say it to his face, only mildly embarrassed abt being so bold but the dick is worth it.

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We knew that Aro's army was moving against us. Soon we would face the dark gifts of Jane. And worse, the paralyzing vapor of her brother Alec who could rob you of sight, sound and touch.

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reblog if you have skilled writer friends and you're damn proud of them

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Demetri, looking over Heidis shoulder as she surfs tinder: Whatcha doin?

Heidi: Ordering takeout.

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Just thinking abt a bunny!hybrid reader and handler!Price… (he’s been my obsession lately, if you couldn’t tell)

But like what is your handler to do when his sweet little bunny is all muddled and blushing and just so hot all day? She’s rubbing up against tables and whining and whining, and really just spending oh so long in the bathroom?

The poor thing must be in heat.

So Price, naturally, as any good hybrid handler does, fucks her silly.

He has you over the table of the common room because really, he couldn’t make you wait that long. He’s just doing you a service, and if the men walk in? Maybe they’ll help too.

So he fucks you real good.

Rutting into you when he’s only pulling out an inch or two, not wanting to leave your soft heat. You little scut wagging in pleasure as his thick cock rocks into you, not at all soft.

Bunnies don’t mate gently, now do they?

He tugging on your ears and grinding his tip against the sweet, gummy spots in your cervix just barely breaching the muscle. Heavy, breeding balls slapping against your clit, your every essence dripping down to soak his thighs. A thick ring of cream around his cock, and God help him he comes at the sight.

There’s no need for condoms when you’re just begging to carry his kits anyways.

🎀pt. 2

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part two to this 🎀

He knows she’s tired.

Everyone knows that heat takes a toll on a hybrids body, smaller and more fragile breeds especially. So when Price’s little bunny hybrid is panting on the bed, exhausted after a straight three rounds of his caring love?

He knows he should stop.

But she really is begging.

She’s so pretty like this, silky ears and little pink bows, hair all messy and sticking to her skin. So pretty, little lashes fluttering in overstimulation, and that puffy little pussy just oozing out his cum.

It makes Price swell with pride.

Seeing her take it so well. Watching the way her sweet little eyes glaze over, his little bunny getting all cock drunk and woozy as he slaps his fat tip back against her pussy lips.

She squeaks, and it’s the hottest thing he’s ever heard.

Price grins as she whimpers, hips both trying to get away and pull his cock back in, all at the same time. He maneuvers his tip up, red and angry and definitely sore, just from the grip this little cunt has on him.

“Calm down pretty mama… gotta make sure it sticks, yeah? That’s what heat is for…”

He makes it another couple of inches before she squeaks again, panting and straining. He knows he’s big, but with the way her pussy flutters she makes it seem like he’s forcing a lot more in. He chuckles darkly, smoothing down her hair.

Another soft thrust of his hips, forcing in another inch or two.

“That’s it… you need a big cock, yeah? A big cock? For such a small bunny?”

Her frantic nodding is what motivates him to shove the rest in with a groan. Hips to pelvis, balls up against her as his body begs to fill her up again. Breed her. Make her carry his kits.

Hybrids only have heat for one reason, anyway.

“That’s it… let me help you sweetheart… let me help you out…”

And sure enough, all it takes is a few weeks time. She’s out of heat and back roaming around base, being all perfect and cuddly to soldiers that need emotional support.

It disgust Price when the other men try and touch her, talk to her, wave to her. But he knows that swelling in her belly is his.

And all the other men will too.

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Ugh I love pet play!😩💕

(Hence why my name is paws 🐾)

i’m back on my owner!ghost bullshit!!

𝜗𝜚 cw: slight smut (minors—DNI), pet play, owner!ghost, aftercare, collar/collaring, subspace, unedited

but instead of rough and tough owner!ghost, it’s after a particularly draining scene for you, and owner!ghost is all soft touches and gentle hands. he’s letting your tear-stained and red cheek rest against his sweat-slick thigh as his fingers begin gently undoing the tethers of your metal play collar.

“shh, shh—s’alright, pup. gonna put the soft one back on,” ghost murmurs soothingly when you start squirming in his hold, a slurred whine leaving your mouth as you try and prevent him from taking the play collar off. because in your still delirious and staticky brain, you see it as a sign of him untethering you from him forever.

his calloused fingertips are soothing the reddened skin beneath the metal before tying the soft silk collar you always wear back around your throat, making sure the small metal tag simply etched with a cursive ‘g’ isn’t resting on your irritated skin.

owner!ghost after a scene is lathering your sore body in shea butter, letting you remain a boneless, floaty mess in the ruined sheets as he tries to ease the aches before you come back down to earth.

it isn’t until your entire body is smooth as silk and the stars behind your eyelashes have dimmed to mere glimmers that he’s pulling you to sit up in his lap, head slumped into the curve of his muscled chest and his fingers carding through your tangled hair.

“where’s my baby, hm?” he hums affectionately under his breath as his crooked nose prods against your sticky temple, scarred lips trailing feathery kisses along your hairline amidst your slow decent from your submissive headspace. when he notices you peeking up at him from beneath your lashes still frosted with unshed tears (from the umpteenth orgasm he’d given you for the night), his lips curve into his typical crooked grin.

“there you are—there’s my good pup.”

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“Liked your post” just say you want me

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Fanfiction writers I love you I hope you're having the greatest day 😚😚

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Is anybody requests open/ interested in writing an Alec Volturi angst imagine?? I tried and failed miserably...I completely hated every single way I wrote it.

It's a biker!Alec x biker!Reader angst fic

If anyone is interested lmk I'll gladly share my idea so someone more talented can execute it properly lmao

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Don't be shocked guys but I'm binge watching Twilight again and I realized something in the last movie BDpt2 at the end, When Aro decides to not fight the cullens the camera cuts to Aro and you can see Alec in the background. This is the runny part...tell me why it looks like he doesn't have legs!!🤣🤣🤣🤣

I tried taking a screen shot to show y'all but it won't allow me. It's towards the end right after cauis says "regardless the cullens have been contorting with werewolves..."

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I am reading a new Alec fic on wattpad and it got me thinking about something hehehe....

Carguy Alec who is trying to get his mate into cars like he is...well one night they're out for a drive and his mate asks if she can drive just for funsies.

If Alec could he would have a heart attack because the car they just so happen to be in is like his prized possession.

You know those guys that probably love their car more than their girl well that's the relationship between Alec and this car.

The biggest mistake he could've ever make was saying yes to you driving. If anyone thought he was a "bad driver" which he translates to "driver with special skills" he will never let you behind the wheel again!

From swerving in between lanes, running lights, and nearly hitting almost everything in sight...this poor man has seen his 1,000+ years of life flash before his eyes more times in one night than he ever has in any battle

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Ok but on a real note who wouldn't get on the back of some random persons motorcycle?? Cause I definitely have...

Just me? Yea that's probably fair🥲

Whenever Bella left the Forks area code she got into so much avoidable nonsense

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I swear a domxswitchxsub ship is literally in my top 5 they're always soo juicyyy

pricexghostxreader is just thee dynamic to me. ghost only trusting price to be any level of vulnerable around, needing price to 'vet' any pretty bird they think could help temper their combined fire with her softness. he has a hard time trusting good things, needs price to reassure him that the pretty soft thing waiting in their shared bed really does just want simon as much as she wants john.

price, who wants the traditional wife waiting at home with a baby on her hip, but isn't willing to give up his right hand, his best lieutenant, his good boy. simon is his long-term project, a soldier he saved from himself and molded into the perfect attack dog. his loyal pet. the bond they have goes deep, and price will not, under any circumstances, give up that heady sense of power he gets when simon just submits, all

both of them requiring an 'anchor' to the civilian world, a reminder of what they do the work for- because they know that when a soldier's whole life is absolutely nothing but the job, that's how you create weirdos like nikto and kreuger.

that's what sets john off hunting for their fat little wife, someone who can keep a home ready for them, who can keep one busy while the other's deployed separately. someone who will give them a soft, warm respite from the hard lives they've been leading.

the dynamic between price and simon is rigid, with price calling the shots always... but ghost isn't a lieutenant for nothing. he needs someone to train, to lead, to mold to his wants the same way price molded him. (and if he's honest with himself, he'll realize his wants and prices wants are damn near the same).

their soft little plaything may not be at the top of the pecking order, but she's so vitally important to keeping them grounded that she may as well be on top. they both need her tenderness and devotion in order to feel like they have worth beyond being killing machines, that what they do in the field has real meaning beyond fulfilling orders from on high.

and their sweet, soft girl who has no clue how vitally important she is, who assumes she's the needy one, living off their combined wages in a house whose deed doesn't have her name on it (yet). who loves and dotes on sir and daddy, who's desperately afraid one or both might not come home and she'll be left alone, forced to leave the house she's worked so hard to make a home for them.

ahhhhhhhhhhh fuck i love this dynamic