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bi-writes · 13 hours
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his phone is ringing. he's startled, because no one calls him. he doesn't think anyone even has his number. when he flips it over, it's just a mess of digits, but the area code is familiar. (18+, kinda dark, mw3 spoilers)
he's curious. too curious. he has to answer it, even if he knows he won't respond. he needs to hear someone's voice because the ones in his head are clawing at the inside of his skull, and he needs to ward them off, even if just for a minute.
he picks it up. and he waits for the greeting.
"h...h-hello?"
it's a soft voice. a woman's voice. he frowns, but he says nothing. there's a gentle sniffle on the other end, and then she talks again, a bit shakier this time.
"h-he...he said you might be like this," she whispers. "said...said you might not talk. but...he said you would answer. said you'd always answer."
his head snaps up. suddenly, he's sitting up straight, at attention, and he squeezes his free hand into a fist and nearly punctures the skin with his blunt fingernails. something sharp hits his chest, and his heart drops into his stomach. he tastes acid.
i guess he was right all along. johnny had a bird. and he left her behind, too.
"i-i...i can't--" you stutter, sucking in a shaking breath, and ghost grunts, biting his tongue, wanting to taste blood. every time he thinks he has found his center, something throws him off. the jingle of his dog tags in the bedside table's drawer. the flash of blue in someone's eyes only to realize it isn't him, he's fucking gone, he's dead and so am i.
the sound of his bonnie lass, soft and sweet as she cries into the phone.
the line cuts. you drop the phone, covering your face with your hands, and you sob into your palms. you haven't moved from this place on your couch. everything reminds you of something that once was, and when you found the number on the back of a worn picture tucked neatly into his bible, you called because he told you if you needed him, he would answer.
it's past midnight when the door opens. you're still in the same place, strewn about the cushions where you've been for days, you think. you turn your head, and he nearly has to duck his head to come into your space. when he steps into the moonlight, you see the skeleton mouth of his mask, and you just blink, watching him come closer.
johnny always told you that if something happened, ghost, simon, whatever the fuck he would be calling himself when he would inevitably show up, that he would support you. but you didn't know how. you didn't think to ask, because johnny was all smiles and warm glows, and ghost is a dark cloud that threatens what grows.
but johnny was right.
he supports you when you climb up over him, settling down with your thighs around his head. he supports you when you bend, dragging your warm cunt over the flat of his tongue and chasing the high that you've missed for so long. and he supports you when you cum, scarred cheeks hollowing as he sucks at the skin of your thighs, following the trails of slick that drip from you, letting it guide him right back to where he belongs, inside of you, around you, making you forget what's missing.
yeah. johnny's always right.
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roesnerxceleste · 1 day
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junipers-insects · 2 days
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@ ALL MY COOL MUTUALS: PLEASE I CAN EXPLAIN MYSELF DON'T BLOCK ME PLEASE-
@ all my uncool mutuals: here's your pregnant Dream I guess
I swear i didn't mean to put this much effort into this
Flat ver↓
I hate how much I actually like how this turned out
Like
The line art? It looks so nice
And the colours???? Like what???????
Sigh
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I just noticed a recurring motif among these Sicilian fairy tales that is so incredibly well-suited for fanfic:
A princess sees a handsome young man (usually a prince in disguise) making eyes at her in the marketplace and begs her father the king to make him a royal servant, because he is so beautiful.
The king complies, because he's too fond of her to say no, and makes the hero a stable boy or gardener.
The princess now suddenly spends much more time out riding or requesting flowers, and then tells her father that the new servant is far too good for outside work and must become a servant in the castle.
The king complies, but soon enough the princess requests that the new manservant is made her personal page. By now the king is getting very nervous, but he still can't say no to his daughter.
The princess and the page manage to keep up the charade a little longer before the princess goes to the king and outright demands to let her marry her favourite.
The king gives the hero three "impossible tasks" that are meant to kill him, but naturally he accomplishes them all through trickery or supernatural intervention and the clandestine lovers get their way.
The pining, the flirting, the sneaking around, the devotion— do you see my vision?
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The mischaracterization of people from PJO is so funny, but ESPECIALLY from HOO onward like.
“Hazel’s such an innocent little angel. She’s always nice and kind and confused.”
Hazel, who’s always ready to fight in the same way Percy is? Hazel, who made it explicitly clear she probably would’ve rocked Octavian’s shit had he not been blackmailing her? Who gets so angry on behalf of the people she loves, to the point where she doesn’t forgive those who have wronged them? Who Percy described as cursing up a storm in one of their first interactions? Who’s been shown time and time again to be FAST to anger? That Hazel?
Or Nico, who’s “a misunderstood emo. A small bean. Cute like a wet cat and innocent like a bunny.”
Nico, who’s cannonically described by most characters as “scary and unnerving?” Nico, who, for a long time, is one of the angriest characters in the series? Who’s only sassy and sarcastic because it took him FOUR YEARS to mellow out? Who’s described as being one of the most powerful demigods, who a lot of people still consider the scariest? Who’s come into his own as a character from TTC to TSATS? That Nico?
Or Annabeth who’s, “cold and calculating. Doesn’t show emotion or express herself”
Annabeth, who’s the most expressive person in the series? Who cries in EVERY book in the OG series? Whether it be for Luke, or Thalia, or Percy, or Chiron, or a literal DOG? Who expresses passion like no other when it comes to architecture and her other interests? Who’s expressed compassion for people she didn’t know? People who at times posed a threat to her? Who isn’t afraid to be angry, or happy, or snide, or rude, or excited, or scared, or ecstatic? Who’s been unapologetically herself since the moment the series started? That’s who doesn’t show emotion? That’s Annabeth?
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Isolated voice line of Astarion saying "please" You're welcome <3
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nebulaedaniel · 2 days
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🕯️phil video today🕯️
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the-lonely-flute · 3 days
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Petition to give Danny the limited edition Space Dunk oreos with popping candy in the cream
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justabiteofspite · 20 hours
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When I say I laughed so hard I sent myself into a 3 minute coughing fit...
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bellalunadreams · 1 day
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Merlin Cinderella au 🫣
I’m not good at writing but, I think it would be really cute to have a Cinderella au with everything being the same (setting and Arthur being the prince wise)
It would take place when Merlin just comes to Camelot, and instead of living in the castle, Gauis has a house/healing center in the lower town.
I don’t think the evil stepmother and sisters would come into play. But it would just be Merlin coming to Camelot like in the show and becoming quick friends with people in the kingdom (huge ‘everyone loves Merlin’ believer)
Uthur wants Arthur to marry to continue the bloodline and to secure him as next in line to rule. So he holds a ball for all eligible (noble) suitors in the kingdom (suspended disbelief of Uthurs possible bigotry 💀)
Merlin wants to go cause he thinks it’ll be fun but he can’t since he’s not a noble. He goes looking through Gauis’s old magic books to find a spell to change his appearance and accidentally summons a fairy godmother.
He gets his disguise but it’ll only last till midnight so he makes the most of it and causes as much mischief as possible, when else is he ever gonna get an opportunity to get into the castle and get away with anything he wants with no repercussions? (No one will recognize him 😈)
Arthur is overwhelmed with everyone practically throwing themselves at him so he gets away to the gardens( or something of that sort)
There he spots Merlin setting up a prank or something. He questions what he’s doing and Merlin says something like “are you a snitch?”
Merlin and Arthur proceed to pull pranks on a bunch of the nobles and Arthur has the time of his life for the first time in forever. Merlin doesn’t treat him like the prince, he treats him like just some guy and Arthur loves it.
They settle down back in the gardens with them both in a fit of laughter after their last joke. One of them makes a comment about having not danced the entire night, the overbearing music of the hall muffled but the quiet of the garden they dance together under the moonlight.
Arthur makes a comment about not even knowing Merlin’s name when the bells chime for midnight.
Merlin’s eyes widen like saucers and he takes off, shouting apologies as he goes. And in his rush off his neckerchief snags on one of the flower bushes.
Arthur finds the neckerchief and swears he’ll find that mysterious man again.
Merlin makes it back to Gauis’s hut just in time as the spell wears off and passes out in bed
The next morning there’s a royal decree to find the man danced with the prince and lost his neckerchief getting away
I feel that Arthur would be really determined to find him. And he would know that Merlin was not a noble, no noble would behave the Merlin did.
Arthur would personally go through the whole kingdom, house to house if he had to.
I feel like they would meet again in a really funny way too. Like Merlin would be delivering something for Gauis and they would run into each other like how they met in the show.
As soon as Arthur would hear his snarky comeback he would know that it’s him lol
Arthur would propose to him on the spot with the neckerchief
And they would live snark-ly ever after
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emile-hides · 2 days
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The year is 2024, 8 years post release, and Pokemon Go not only finally gives trainers the ability to have more than just the default hair style and one of four eye and skin colors, but decided while they were there to completely blast every other Pokemon Game in the world out of existence by removing Gender entirely and giving the player customizable body types complete with separate sliders for Weight, Muscle, Shoulders, Chest, and Waist
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tomssexdoll · 1 day
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hear me out 😓 so yk pheromone perfume?? imagine reader wearing it while spending the night with Bill, Bill being the dirty minded man he is, literally cannot stop imagining abt pounding into reader, rearranging her guts for her, (how nice of him 🤗) and imagining her sitting on his face, and after getting caught up in his dirty thoughts, he realized he was thinking abt his best friend, and he couldn’t do that, or could he? reader being super innocent, and everything like that, Bill just wants to corrupt her so damn badly, and later that night, she wakes up to wet slapping noises (i wonder what it is 🤔) and it was Bill jerking off, and he was WHIMPERING AND WHINING like the slut he is 😞🙏 reader felt the familiar heated pleasure in her tummy, Bill found out she was awake, and did what he had imagined about to her, he had her consent of course, but my god was he submissive, whiny, and whimper-y, and crying, just because it felt so good.
ooo yes
Whiney boy
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PAIRINGS: Bill 2011 x Female reader
CONTENT: SMUT
SYPNOSIS: Y/N bought a new popular perfume called "pheromone perfume", she put some on during the day when she was out with some friends, later during the night she slept over at Bills house, figuring the perfume had wiltered by now. But she was wrong....
A/N: fuck me bill pls
WARNINGS: dom!bill, sub!reader, p in v (missionary), face sitting/eating out, bill jerking off
I had tried out this new perfume my friends had all been talking about, supposedly it was made to make men more attracted to you or go crazy over you? It was called pheromone perfume, it came in a small bottle with a roll on attatchment.
I read the instructions, putting it on my neck, wrists and ankles. I was trying to test the waters, see if any guys would come up to me because I was going out to lunch with my friends.
After lunch I called Bill, asking to come over for the night since I didn't want to be alone at home, and also cause I wanted to see him. He agreed and I drove to his place, going inside and greeting him.
"Hey Bill!" I smiled, engulfing him in a tight hug, squeezing him gently. "Hey y/n" he chuckled "cmon, lets go to my room" he took my hand, leading me to his room.
Bills POV:
As we were watching a movie, I noticed Y/N smelt different than usual, she smelt...so..sexy..
I slowly wrapped my arm around her shoulder, resting my head on her, inhaling her scent once more. It was like drugs, so addicting. It was making me feel something I have never felt before.
I bit my lip, starting to imagine me pounding into y/n relentessly, her face filled with tears and her makeup smudged, begging for more. Then, I imagined her sat on my face, me licking and sucking on her perfect wet pussy, making her cry out in pleasure.
Gripping tightly onto her hips as my cock slid in and out of her, how she moaned my name out so perfectly, balls slapping against her ass, the headboard slamming into the wall.
Her legs shaking as I assaulted her pussy with my tongue, the way she wouldn't be able to walk the next day.
I finally snapped out of my senses, Y/N had softly shook me, "are you ok Bill, you've been very quiet.." she said, concern filling her voice. How cute, she was worried about me.
Little did she know, I was thinking about obliterating her gorgeous pussy.
I felt bad, I was thinking about my best friend in such a dirty way, I couldnt do any of the things I imagined...or could I? She was so innocent, so kind and delicate and I was thinking of her in such a slutty way.
I sighed, "yeah, just a bit tired that's all" I smiled softly, looking up at her doe eyes. She nodded and softly stroked my hair, finishing the rest of the movie with me.
Y/NS pov:
As the movie finished I started to get ready for bed, taking a shower and brushing my teeth, doing my skincare and putting my pyjamas on. I decided to wear a bralette and some short shorts, it was Bill after all, he was my best friend, he didn't care.
I climbed into bed, Bill following shortly after and kissing my cheek playfully, "goodnight knucklehead, sleep well" he chuckled, I giggled and turned around, my back facing him and closing my eyes, slowly falling asleep.
I woke up, looking at the clock, it read 2am. I kept on hearing this weird wet slapping noise, I tried to ignore it but it just got louder. I turned around to see if Bill was ok, I was met with him jerking off, his hand roughly stroking his cock.
The moonlight illuminated on his face, his eyes were screwed shut and he was whimpering softly, his lips slightly parted open. "Fuck..y/n..mm" he whined.
I couldn't lie, seeing him like that made me feel some type of way..I felt a weird familiar feeling in my stomach, traveling down to my heat. "Holy fuck..." I whispered, Bill gasped and turned over to me, realizing I was awake.
"Oh fuck! I'm so sorry y/n!" he screamed, covering himself with the sheets. "No..no.." I whispered, getting up and slowly climbing on his lap, smashing my lips into his.
He instantly kissed back, moving his hands up and down my back, caressing softly. I moaned into the kiss, his cock grinding against my clothed pussy.
"Need your pussy so bad.." he mumbled onto my lips, tugging at my shorts. I helped him and shoved them off, along with my panties and threw them across the room, "get on my face baby...sit on it" he whined, practically begging.
I nodded and he moved down a little, leaving me more room. I hovered my wet pussy over his face, he wrapped his arms around my thighs and shoved me down onto his face, brutally licking and sucking at my pussy.
The pleasure was so much all at once, everything going from 0 to 100 in the span of a few minutes. "Oh fuck!" I moaned, trying to stabilize myself on him.
"Mmm..oh god" he whimpered against my pussy, his moans vibrating on my clit and sending intense shock waves through my body. He pushed my pussy onto his face harder, his tongue dipping into my wetness.
"You're so fucking sexy" he moaned against my pussy, slurping all my juices, flicking his tongue against my sensitive bud. I could feel his lip piercing shift on my pussy, occasionaly rubbing on my clit, making me shudder.
"Gonna cum!" I cried out, my legs shaking.
"Cum for me baby...give me it all" he groaned, licking my clit faster, kissing my hole. I reached down and gripped onto the sheets, my orgasm quickly approaching.
"Oh fuck!" I whined before my orgasm crashed down, cumming all over his mouth. He instantly started licking and slurping all that I gave him, like it was a teasure, making sure to not leave a single drop.
Eventually I got up, falling onto the bed, he turned to me and smiled, wiping around his mouth and getting on top of me, his cock basically begging to be pleasured, it was throbbing and leaking pre cum.
I bit my lip, him allinging his tip at my entrance and shoving himself in, bottoming himself out in less then a second. Whining at the tightness of my pussy, "ohh fuck!" he cried out, slamming his cock into me.
His hands flew to my hips, holding them with such force. "So fucking good" he grunted, his head lolling back and his eyes screwing shut. His body so toned, sweat dripping down his arms.
I bit my lip, the sight in front of me made me even more turned on. He grabbed my legs and slung them over his shoulder, ramming his fat cock into my hole, the new angle making his tip hit my sweet spot directly, piercing into it and making me scream out in pleasure.
"Fuckk!" I whined, he leaned down and started to kiss my neck and chest, sucking roughly and leaving marks, "ah!" I winced as he softly bit onto the skin, his cock sliding in and out of me perfectly.
My pussy clenched tightly around his cock, a knot forming in my stomach. "So tight..fuck.." he whined, cock throbbing in me.
Slamming into me brutally, leaving no mercy for my cunt, driving us both slowly to our orgasms. His grip on my legs loosened a bit, his thrusts becoming sloppy.
"Harder!" I whimpered at his sudden faltered movements, he sighed and picked the pace up again, pounding his cock into me. Tears fell down my cheeks, the pleasure so good yet so overwhelming. I felt my pussy clench around his cock again, my orgasm building up again.
"Mmm!" I cried out, cumming all over his cock, straight after he whined loudly and shot his load deep into me, his thick cum coating my walls perfectly.
"Holy shit..." he panted, collapsing on top of me, "that was so good" I giggled softly, kissing his forehead softly. He smiled and brushed a couple stray hairs away from my forehead.
"I didn't know best friends did this sort of thing" I smirked, teasing him. He chuckled and smacked my arm softly "oh shut up, that perfume made me go fucking crazy" he growled lowly, my eyes widened, realizing the perfume I wore earlier today worked on the person I least expected it to work on.
"About that...it's called pheromone perfume and it makes men go insane..." I confessed quietly, "you were doing some voodoo shit on me? what the fuck!" he yelled, I laughed and shook my head "it was meant to lour other men earlier today when I went out with my friends but I guess the perfume wanted you the most."
He smiled, "I guess so."
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Petition for Damien and Huxley to get a sleep aid But you just hear Huxley‘s sleep breathing and Damien talking about how he wants to marry him 
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mangodoodles000 · 2 days
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Wait
Did Phil even realize that missa ran away out of fear or was it not clear to him
Does he know that missa is somewhere else other than his home because he thinks his eggs are in danger
Wait wait…
Edit:
OK
HE KNOWS, THATS ALL I WANTED TO KNOW
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Please Transformers ONE PLEASE I BEG YOU
Drop a Rescue Bots reference!!! Please!! A name, the Rescue faction, or just anything!!! Please please please
Also, the Senator Shockwave bomb please
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agostobuwan · 3 days
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✨🕯️tzp on hot ones🕯️✨
✨🕯️tzp on last meals🕯️✨
✨🕯️tzp on chicken shop date🕯️✨
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