#thank u corey <3

[miasmaghoul]

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How did you discover Ghost?

I LITERALLY JUST ANSWERED THIS ONE so how about how I discovered this side of the fandom?

I started listening to Impera because Spotify suggested it to me, and then MoaC exploded on tiktok and suddenly Ghost was EVERYWHERE I LOOKED. Blame social media algorithms I guess. Anyway, so I was on twitter and ritual clips started popping up for me, and in the comments for one there was a screenshot of a line from a fic. I hadn't read fanfic in YEARS, sort of forgot it was a whole thing, and I was like...for a band? Huh? So I said fuck it and read the fic. It was solid, very well-written, but I didn't know the characters so it didn't have the punch it may have if I did.

I went about my business after that, but that fic just kinda sat at the back of my mind like "ooooh you wanna know more about this stuff oooooooh~" So then I started googling and reading the lore and learning about the ghouls and watching the chapters etc, etc...and then I went back and re-read that fic, and oh man did it HIT.

Anyway the second fic I found was by @st-danger and that was what dragged me back to tumblr after a decade lmao AND NOW WE'RE HERE BAYBEEEEE

[marriedzukka]

⭐ <333

hiiii Corey beloved<3 can I just ramble about this section in Alley Cat Blues:

“What do you wanna do? We can go home, or…”

A chilly breeze blows through the alley, and Sokka presses in closer to instinctively seek warmth and shield Zuko from the brunt of it. It tousles the ends of Zuko’s hair until he shivers, and it’s a movement as natural as breathing when Sokka reaches back to pull his hood over his head and brush the hair away from his eyes. 

At the tender gesture, the look in those eyes softens. He traces the stubble on Sokka’s jaw, showing the barest hint of a fond smile. “I don’t want to leave yet.” 

“Yeah,” Sokka smiles back. “Okay.”

They’re already so close that it’s barely a tilt of his chin to close the distance— he catches Sokka’s lips in a slow, indulgent kiss that takes him out at the knees, and the rest of the world falls away.

I really like how this little section turned out. I love writing established relationship and I especially love these little tender moments that just kind of sneak up on them...this one in particular was fun because they're getting frisky and having fun and throwing caution to the wind but still, Sokka can't help but shield Zuko from the cold. He can't help it!!! And then they look at each other and just know....they make me crazy

[director's commentary ask game]

[alfredolover119]

okay, now this may be a weird one... but in mlp, there are seven elements of harmony: generosity, honesty, laughter, kindness, loyalty, & magic (magic is kind of like leadership / synergy). aka, they embody these elements

if you were to assign jjk characters to the elements of harmony, who would you assign to what?

[ex. [blank] is [in your opinion] the most generous, therefore they would be generosity]

[sorry if this one is weird or complex jiugfcghuijoiuygtfd] <333

[sorry if i sent this twice, i could not remember if i already sent it to you or not lol]

bringing me back to my mlp days,, corey. i Have seen the first six or seven seasons though so.

i'm gonna put shoko in as generosity. she gives a little bit of her energy each day to heal people.

i think maki is the most honest?? she's very blunt. i'm feeling the honesty with her.

panda is going in for laughter. he is always trying to cheer people up.

yuuji is going to be kindness. i don't even know if i need to explain myself here. he's just.. a good guy.

i think choso for loyalty. he loves his brothers and would do anything to protect them.

and gojo for magic! he is by far the leader that everyone looks to for support and answers!

[littencloud9]

LENA!!! favorite thing/hc about kunichuu🎤

COREYYY!!!

[taps mic] they would actually be so enamoured with each other. they’re so similar but i think they each possess traits that the other wishes they were allowed to display.

kunikida would see chuuya’s brute force and sheer determination and just how, despite being in the mafia, freely they behave. and that’s not something kunikida allows himself to have, instead choosing to stick to rigidity or a perfect schedule, in order to be a ‘perfect human’.

chuuya would see kunikida’s kindness and gentle guidance to those around him and his upstanding moral code (even if it isn’t moral by the law lmao). and the mafia actively works to snub that weakness out of its members, and chuuya being an executive means it’s hardest for them to display that kindness.

they would just greatly admire each other even if they didn’t at first due to first impressions/being on opposing sides. it’s so GOOD

also not really a hc but my favourite brand of kunichuu is just them being ridiculous and chuuya constantly flirting even though they’re a flustered mess and kunikida falling for it every single time. also chuuya sitting on kunikida’s lap. fucking losers <3

[zukkaoru]

would you rather hug alan or fukuchi

fukuchi. you will NOT catch me touching that nasty blond man.

[polyphonial-old]

hi thinking of you and hoping you’re doing well <3

hello corey! was it. was it the nanami's ass ask

[siredtosturniolos]

https://www.tumblr.com/siredtosturniolos/749200097735213056/first-of-all-im-sorry-if-this-is-the-wrong-place

I just read this and omg it’s so fucking good like ????

way you’re wording it 😩😩 I’ve an idea for part 2 (if u make one) since the age gap is 18 and 23 u should make it a „forbidden“ love like I mean that reader and Chris are scared to tell Matt and nick (or anyone) about their relationship because of the age gap and they keep teasing each other in front of their friends and siblings maybe have sex and almost get caught. Something similar to that yk. For part 2 u should definitely let the relationship be a secret. Love uuuu

forbidden

Paring: Chris Sturniolo x Reader

Part 1: enemies

Summary: part 2 (part 1 is enemies!) A few months later, you and Chris had finally put a label on what the two of you were. Nick and Matt had made several comments about the age gap being weird, so Chris wanted to hide the fact you guys were dating. So you also had to keep it off social media. You both stick to teasing each other, gentle touches when no one is paying attention, but Chris has had enough. He want's to come clean, but do you?

Warnings: Brief smut, almost getting caught, lots of teasing 🤭

Authors note: thank you for the idea for part 2! Hope you enjoy it <3 (also going to start part 3 tomorrow! ;)

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My eyes meet Chris’ in the slightly crowded room, and I suck in a deep breath when he lowers one of his eyes into a wink. He looked so good tonight, wearing a new zip up hoodie with grey, blue, and red graphic designs I hadn’t seen before. He paired it with dark grey jeans and had a black shirt underneath, his silver chain catching the lighting just right.

I’m shaken from my thoughts as Sam and Colby approach me, Sam holding a drink out towards me. “Thank you!” I smile up at him, giving them each a quick side hug.

I could feel Chris’ eyes burning into the side of my face as I listen to Colby’s newest paranormal experience, and I can’t help but smirk slightly. I knew Chris was jealous Colby had my attention, even if there wasn’t anything more to it than two friends talking.

“Hey guys.” I’m startled as Chris suddenly appeared next to me, throwing his arm over my shoulders.

“Hey man! Good to see you.” Sam grinned at Chris, dapping him up. Colby followed suit, “Whatcha’ talking ‘bout?” Chris asked, turning to look down at me.

I suppress a knowing smile as Colby restarts his story. Half way through I manage to sneak my arm around Chris’ waist, and I almost laugh feeling him tense up.

“That must’ve been so scary.” I tell Colby, letting him know I was still present in the conversation as Chris had went radio silent. Colby nods in agreement, and Sam chimes in with what he had also witnessed that night.

I let my fingers slip underneath the fabric of his sweater, then under his shirt and I can feel the goosebumps rise on his skin. I lean my head on his shoulder, ignoring Chris' eyes as he whips his head in my direction.

Sam gets interrupted by Jake calling him over, as Corey had just shown up and they both excuse themselves. The second their backs are turned to us, Chris immediately pulls my hand from his waist.

"The fuck do you think you're doing?" He asks me darkly, staring down at me in the way I've come to love.

I shrug, looking up at him innocently, "Nothing." I manage to see past him and find Nick and Matt staring at us, questioning looks on their faces, and I take that as my cue. "Nick and Matt are looking, we should probably split up for a bit." I sigh, knowing I'd much rather follow Chris around all night.

Chris lets out a groan, "Damn. I wish we could just tell them so we could actually spend some decent time together." He rolls his eyes before squeezing my shoulder gently, and walking away to talk to Tara and Larray.

I walk over to the fridge and grab a can of lemonade, just having it cracked open when someone clears their throat behind me. I turn around mid sip to find Matt, crossing his arms over his chest with a disappointed look on his face.

"You look like a dad right now." I tease him, and I can tell he was fighting for his life to not crack a smile.

He shakes his head, "I may as well be. What's going on with you and Chris?" He asks me, lowering his arms as he maneuvers around me to also get a lemonade.

I put on my best poker face, "Nothing? We're just friends." I reply, shrugging my shoulders slightly.

Matt raises an eyebrow in reply, "Then why were you two just holding each other like that?" He asks, taking a sip of his drink.

"Our love langue is touch, Matt. You know how Chris is, you've only known him for all of your life but 2 minutes." I joke, making his face settle back into it's natural resting position.

"Well, then how 'bout we stand like that? Since you guys are just friends he won't mind." He grins at me, acting like he just caught me in a lie. He underestimates how far I would go to prove something, even if I am lying.

I set my can down and open my arms for him, "Lets do this." He's clearly surprised, but shuffles towards me anyways. He wraps an arm around my shoulder, and mine goes around his waist. I tickle him slightly and he nearly folds in half, causing me to laugh.

"Stop!"

We stand like this for a minute, before Johnnie walks over to get a drink. He starts talking to Matt about some band Johnnie had put him on, and I decide to look around and see what Chris is up to.

I find him still standing with Larray and Tara, but he’s looking at me. His face is scrunched up in anger, and I instantly begin to worry. He notices I’m looking back, and lets his eyes trail to Matt with a “What the fuck?” look on his face.

I glance at Matt, who’s still talking to Johnnie, “Hey, I’ll be right back.” I tell him, making him barely nod before he resumes his conversation with Johnnie. I walk towards the bathroom, hoping Chris would follow me.

I close the door and rest against the sink, biting my lip nervously. I hope Chris isn’t mad. There’s a soft knock on the door before it opens, revealing Chris. I take a step back so he can enter.

“The fuck was going on out there?” He impatiently asks.

“Matt was suspicious of us so I told him we’re just friends and friends stand like that together.” I tell him, grabbing both of his hands and giving them a reassuring squeeze, “You know you’re it for me.”

“Damn straight.” He grins at me, before lifting a hand to my jaw and tilting it upwards so he could kiss me. I let go of his other hand so I could wrap them around the back of his neck, tugging him closer to me.

The kiss gross sloppy, teeth clashing and Chris’ hands slipping down to my waist. He lifts me on top of the sink with no warning, making me gasp into his mouth. His tongue makes its way past mine, exploring my mouth. I left out a soft moan, and Chris groans in response.

“We should just tell them.” Chris whines as he pulls away, placing kisses down my neck.

“They’re gonna be mad.” I reply, tilting my head back so he has easier access. "Clearly they think the age gap is weird or something." I sigh as Chris leans away from me.

"At this point, they're going to be mad we've been hiding it from them for over a month." Chris points out, making me frown, "All that matters is that we're good with it."

I nod, "And we are. We can tell them soon but tonight with everyone here probably isn't the best idea." I reply, watching as Chris begins to smirk at me.

"We'll tell them tomorrow," He mutters, lifting his hand to toy with the band of my skirt, "But we can have some fun right now." With that, his hands guide my skirt down my legs and I can feel my heart pounding.

"Chris, your brothers are like 5 feet away from us!" I gasp, making him roll his eyes.

He lowers himself onto his knees, "Yet you aren't stopping me, angel." He begins to plant kisses up my thighs, making my legs spread for him on instinct. I can't ever say no to Chris when he wants to go down on me.

"Chris." I whine out as he presses a harsh kiss against my clit through my underwear. He meets my eyes and lowers one in a wink, making my center throb with need.

"Please touch me." I beg quietly, threading my fingers through his hair.

He hummed against my inner thigh, "Since you asked nicely like a good girl." He teases me, swiftly removing my underwear and stuffing them into his pocket. He gives me no time to protest as he quickly runs his tongue through my folds, letting it circle my clit.

I let out a breathy moan, instantly lifting my hand to my mouth to silence myself. I can't be loud considering there's a whole ass party on the other side of the door. Chris lifts my legs so they're resting against his back, and pulls me closer to him.

"Fuck!" I whine, rolling my hips into his face to which he lets out a moan, sending pleasurable vibrations up my spine. His large hands grip and squeeze at the sensitive skin of my thighs, almost distracting me from the fact he had just sucked my clit into his mouth.

I feel the coil begin to form and I squirm slightly, "Fuck Chris," I quietly groan, "Feels so good." Chris hums a reply, making my back arch and the coil gets even tighter, "So close." I whine, looking down at him.

I hold eye contact with Chris, "Please can I come?" I ask, knowing if I'm not looking at him when I ask he'll deny me. Kinky fucker has a thing for eye contact, which I've grown to love.

He nods against me, letting his tongue flick circles on my clit, and I finally feel the coil within me start to snap. My mouth is dropped open in a silent moan when suddenly there's knocking at the door.

"Y/N? You good?" Matt calls through the door, making my heart drop. I try to shove Chris off me so I could answer but he won't budge.

"Y-Yeah, be out in a s-sec!" I yell back, praying he didn't pick up on anything weird as I finally release all over Chris' tongue. My legs begin to shake as I'm over stimulated from Chris' tongue lapping up my release, pressing a gentle kiss to my clit before he pulls away.

Chris shakes his head in disappointment, "Was gonna ask you to return the favor but I guess I'll wait." He huffs out playfully, sliding my skirt back on.

"How the fuck are we gonna leave the bathroom without getting caught?"

"Shit."

[love-fictional-ppl]

OH MY LORD PLEASE DO MORE ABOUT STONER BAKUSQUAD THAT WAS 'mwah' chefs kiss

xoxoxooxox thank you sm if you do xoxooxox

Omgg yesss I love stoner bakusquad. Tyy for the request loveeee

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Part 2 of this

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Summary: reader and quirkless au!Bakusquad are stoners

Pairings: platonic!katsuki bakugou x gn!bisexual!reader, platonic!Eijiro Kirishima x gn!bi!reader, platonic!pan!Denki Kaminari x gn!bi!reader, platonic!plug!hanta sero x gn!bi!reader, platonic!bi!mina ashido x gn!bi!reader, Eijiro Kirishima x bi!mina ashido, past!Hanta sero x bi!mina ashido, pan!Denki Kaminari x bi!plug!hitoshi Shinso

Warnings: language, Marijuana duh, vaping, alcohol, making out, shrooms, OF, masturbation, etc.

A/n: I was personally geeked writing part 1, so I forgot to actually include the vaping part lol. If you don’t know who Harold and kumar are, watch the movies.

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Ok so to start off, Sero’s day/night Job is deejaying. He’s actually really good at it. A lot of people would think this job would go to Denki but nope.

Speaking of Denki, he actually is a streamer. He reacts to people’s videos and plays horror games. He plays a lot of Roblox too.

Bakugou likes Sam & Colby. He’s liked them since trap boys. Honestly his favorite trap boy is Corey tho.

When Mina drinks she gets the spins really bad and throws up. Every single time. Without hesitation.

Denki cries sometimes when he’s drunk.

Kirishima greened out at the first smoke sesh.

Mina is seriously super horny when she messed up. She even convinced bakugou to make out with her while he was super stoned

Denki started vaping when you guys were in sophomore year, he eventually put u all on.

Bakugou had to bail Sero out of jail once, Sero was pulled over while he was making a delivery

Mina makes Kirishima take her to concerts, he trip sits her while she takes shrooms

Sero likes to watch cartoon network and adult swim when he’s stoned

Eventually, Shinso and Denki get together. You all excepted Shinso practically immediately, and invited him to the smoke seshs

Mina buys pink joint papers. The guys hate when she rolls up with them, except for Denki he loves them<3

Mina has an only fans. She isn’t embarrassed by it either. Denki has also watched her videos while jerking off

During smoke sesh’s you guys like to watch South Park. Sero likes to laugh and compare bakugou to cartman.

Sero has a unhealthy amount of bongs

Kirishima is the designated driver for after the hangouts. Whoever doesn’t just sleepover, he gives a ride.

Kirishima always makes a crap ton of snack when him and Mina host. Mina doesn’t like hosting tho.

Depending on how high bakugou is, he will let you play with his hair. It’s actually so soft.

Denki and Sero almost got kidnapped by Sero’s plug one time. It was Denki’s fault, he tried to still the guy’s knife.

Sero loves Shinso’s cat especially when he’s stoned he says he’s the group scooby doo. Shinso is forced to bring muffins(the cat) every time

Shinso also sells weed so Sero claims they’re competitors

Denki is so girly with his vapes it’s funny. Like this boy will kill for a minty Hyde. He also always has to tear apart his bed just to find the shit.

I think everybody agree and say bakugou and kirishima drink whiskey. Grown ahh ahh men💀

Bakugou literally will catnap when he is baked. He likes to sleep with his head on your thighs

Kirishima always brings blunt wraps since you and Denki always forgets to buy them. Baby boy kiri is a angel🥹😇

Reach in Sero’s couch cushions and you will find a kingdom of lighters

Denki says him and Sero are Harold And Kumar. Denki and you love those movies.

Sero’s kitchen is stocked on all your favorite foods and drinks.

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Not Proofread!

[alittlebitofeverythingtbh]

The Killing Moon

Corey Cunningham x fem!reader

Warnings: smut, 18+, fear play, consensual non con, choking, knife play, stalking, mentions of murder, violence, Corey being sweet but also being a little murderous, etc

Authors note: At this point, this is a series I’m making. This kinda throws out more canon since it’s past Halloween by this point but you know what, that’s okay. Let Corey have his bad boy phase longer <3

You woke up to the sounds of birds outside your window, morning doves probably. You rubbed your eyes and say up in bed, stretching. You looked at your phone and realized in horror that if you didn’t get up in the next two minutes, you’d be late for meeting up with your friend group. You sighed and pulled yourself out of bed, grabbing the outfit you left out the night before. You checked the weather app and no surprise, you should probably take your coat. You walked into the living room and grabbed your big warm coat off of the coat rack hanging on your wall. You noticed Corey had left his jacket from the other night, making a mental note for him to come grab it when he could.

The night Corey had fucked you on your living room floor was on your mind constantly. Corey was such a sweetheart most of the time, so how did he manage to do all that? And how careful he was with an actual knife? You had no clue. It had been about a week since and you couldn’t help but wonder what would be planned next. God, why did this boy get you so worked up?

You drove down to the diner to meet up with your group of friends, all of which you had met in high school. You walked in and they all called you over, excited to see you after months of not hearing from each other. One friend of yours had a new boyfriend while one had a new job, and the other was married? It seemed like such a blur. Soon, they asked about your love life. You thanked heaven they had no idea who Corey was, and hadn’t heard about the incident that involved him. It would have been too long of a story. Instead, they all seemed happy you had met such a cute and sweet guy. Hell, your friend Veronica was gushing over the photos you showed them all. You pinched her shoulder, “back off, he’s mine.”

You and the group stayed for lunch before all departing separately, as pretty much everyone had work the next day. Except you, you only worked Thursday through Sunday, so Monday wasn’t as bad for you. You could enjoy tonight and tomorrow. You walked out to your car, carrying some leftover food with you. You wondered if you should save it for tomorrow, as tonight you had invited Corey over for dinner. You couldn’t cook nearly as much as he could, but could he make your amazing Alfredo? Absolutely not.

You felt the hairs on the back of your neck stand up as you opened your car door. You looked around, wondering why, but saw nothing. You shrugged it off and hopped in, turning the car on before driving away.

Needless to say, you missed the masked man watching you leave the diner.

You pulled into your driveway and parked your car. You stepped out and shivered from the slight cold, and you again felt goosebumps on your neck and back. As if you were being watched. You look around the street, looking for any sign that someone was there. Doesn’t hurt to be cautious, you thought to yourself. Didn’t help that the police were finding bodies again, and that people suspected Michael Myers had made his return. Most of the murders were of teens or young adults, which pointed into that direction. You were more worried for Corey than yourself, as you had a car and him his motorcycle. But he had assured you many times that he would be fine, and that he could fight Michael and win. You smacked him in the arm for that one, scolding him for even thinking of such a thing.

You shivered again and went back inside, locking your door a little too fast. You made your way to the kitchen and opened the fridge, setting your leftovers inside. When you closed the fridge, you finally noticed a little note on it. You picked it up and opened it.

This is your heads up. I’d start running or hiding soon. Won’t matter which. But after dark, you’re not safe.

-Corey

It took your brain a minute to understand what he meant. Fuck, what was gonna happen this time? No windows were left open as far as you were aware, as Corey hadn’t come over yesterday due to work. Was this the reason you felt eyes on you earlier? He was following you? Didn’t he have work? You had a million questions you knew you wouldn’t get answers to.

You picked up your phone to try and text Corey, wondering if it was some joke. You had a feeling it wasn’t, but it didn’t hurt to try. While typing you failed to notice your door opened and closed.

After not getting a response for a moment, you sighed. He was fucking with you. He had to be. Corey was just trying to rile you up so he could pull something once he arrived for dinner. Shaking it off, you turned your tv on.

“We’ve gotten reports that yet another body has been discovered. The identity hasn’t been found yet but it appears to be another young female-“

You turned the tv off. Not what you wanted to hear right now. You hated that shit was starting up again in Haddonfield. You hadn’t been born yet when the original murders happened, but you remembered Halloween night in 2018. You yourself weren’t affected, but you remember watching the tv with a look of horror. Michael killed so many people that night and wasn’t even caught.

Then Halloween of 2019….that wasn’t a night you could forget easily. You were still just friends with Corey at the time, and had been at home watching a horror movie when you got a text from your mom. You thought it was some joke. Corey? Killing someone? That couldn’t be. And while you knew it was an accident, it was still horrible reading about it. But the worst part was how he was treated after. People looked at him as if he was a true murderer on the level of Michael Myers. That’s what they did to him: they made him their new Michael.

You stuck by his side throughout the years, flipping anyone who talked shit off. You had even almost gotten into a fight once or twice when someone said something really mean. It was Corey who had to tug you away, pleading with you to just take him home. You did, you always did, but you knew one of these days you’d snap and punch someone’s stupid face. You started dating Corey almost a year after what happened, which Corey hadn’t understood. The poor boy needed so much reassurance, and it took him a while to finally understand you were serious. And that you weren’t gonna leave him anytime soon. It was probably why he always held your hand tightly out in public: he didn’t want to lose you.

Lost in your thoughts, you felt yourself getting awfully tired. Was probably due to you staying up late and not getting much sleep. You grabbed the blanket from the other side of the couch, feeling like a quick nap. Quick, you thought, as you set an alarm for five. It was only two, so a three hour nap would surely help. You wrapped the blanket around you and fell asleep shortly after.

It was dark when you woke up, and your alarm hadn’t gone off. You didn’t remember shutting it off. Did you do it in your sleep? No matter, it was now eight and dark outside. You cursed yourself for sleeping that long, but you did feel a lot better. You had left the lights off in the house save for a small lamp near your door, as you had expected to be up before dark. Your kitchen light was also on. You made your way to the kitchen, considering what to make for dinner. As you were thinking, you noticed you had a knife missing from your knife block.

Your blood ran cold. The knife Corey had used previously in your escapades was his own, which he then left in the drawer by the sink. Why was your one butcher knife missing? You felt that chill down your neck again, freezing in place before slowly turning around.

In the darkness of the living room you could see a man wearing a mechanic suit covered in grime. He wore an old white mask that you knew from reports all too well. The bloodied knife in his hand was the second thing you noticed.

Michael Myers was in your house.

You grabbed a knife from your knife block, holding it up in front of you protectively as you slowly backed up towards your back door. The figure tilted his head at you curiously, as if surprised by your actions. Your hand grabbed the doorknob of the door and turned it, opening it quickly. Realizing you were trying to escape, the man began to walk towards you slowly. You ran out the back door and into your backyard. Not the smartest move, you thought to yourself as you searched in the dark for your side yard gate. Thankfully, the motion sensor lights kicked on and you spotted it. When you reached the gate, you struggled to open it. It was as it something had jammed it to keep it shut.

You felt hands grab at your from behind, causing you to scream loudly. One hand grabbed at the knife you held and threw it somewhere in the dark. You kicked back at the figure, stumbling him a bit. You tried to run back towards your door but the figure lunged again, pulling you to the ground. Your motion sensor light went off again as the figure pinned you to the floor, knife towards your throat.

This was it, you thought quietly. You were going to become another victim of the boogeyman of Haddonfield. You turned to the side and closed your eyes, waiting for death to come.

It didn’t, however. Instead, the figure simply stared at you, taking in your appearance. It was then you finally remembered Corey’s note from earlier. You used your free hand to slap the figure right in the head, hearing a familiar “ow.” “Corey Cunningham!” you scolded. You heard a chuckle from the mask, and your boyfriend pulled it off of his face as he peered down at you. You glared up at him, “now why on earth did you think this was funny?” “I didn’t,” he replied, “but I did leave a note this time.” You scoffed, “a note.” He sighed, “I don’t wanna break the immersion, baby. I’m sorry.” You stared up at his big brown eyes that said enough: he was sorry, but also incredibly horny. “Maybe next time, give a verbal heads up? Like a: hey babe I’m gonna dress up as a serial killer and then fuck you,” you suggested, earning a loud laugh from Corey. “I am NOT going to say that,” he said through giggles. You grinned, “also, what’s with the fake blood? Looks almost real.” His eyes seemed to darken, “oh it is real.” You snorted, “okay Michael Myers. What about the mask? Where’d you get it, Amazon?” He shook his head, “I took it from him.”

Well, what the fuck?

“Uh, okay,” you said, confused as to what game Corey was playing. He seemed to sense your confusion, “I took the mask from the old man himself. Barely put up a fight, even.” Your boyfriend had a wild grin on his face that kind of scared you, but also made you crave him more. “You fought Michael Myers and won? I’ll believe that when pigs fly,” you teased. He frowned, “but I did, baby. I went into the sewers and took the damn thing right off of him. He has no power on this town anymore. That power…is now mine.”

Was this part of the scene? you wondered to yourself, or did this idiot actually fight Michael Myers? You smirked up at him, “so you’re saying you’re the new boogeyman or something? But instead of killing people, you just scare the shit out of your girlfriend?” He tensed at that, “I guess you could say that.” Corey’s dark brown eyes stared down at you, as if looking through you. “I can protect you now,” he said seriously, “from all those assholes who bully you. You don’t have to worry about them anymore.”

It wasn’t a lie, you were often bullied or harassed due to your relationship with Corey. It didn’t phase you at all, but you knew he worried about you a lot. You shook your head, “Core, don’t tell me you’re gonna start fighting people now.” He grinned, “or killing them.” “Not funny!” you slapped him in the arm. The knife was back up to your throat after you hit him, “but what if I did? Hmm? What if the next guy who says too much to you gets his throat slit? Or the next girl who thinks she’s prettier than you, and calls you names? What if she doesn’t get to wake up the next morning, because someone finally had enough of her?” “Corey,” you warned, “don’t say shit like that.” He heard the serious tone of your voice and mumbled, “okay I’ll tone it down.” You snorted again, thankful your boyfriend knew as when to back it up a bit.

Instead, Corey went back to looking down at you, getting back into the scene. “Such a pretty little thing,” he whispered, “but you can’t escape me, baby. You never can. I’ll always catch you. And I’ll always make sure you know who you belong to.” You shivered, again wondering where all of this confidence and talk came from. He began to tug your shirt off, marveling at your lack of a bra. “So beautiful,” he whispered, a genuine smile on his face. Corey reached out and groped at your breasts, causing you to moan quietly.

That got him impatient, as he reached one hand down to undo your pants, still holding the knife up to your throat. He wondered how you would look covered in blood. Not yours, of course. Corey could never hurt you, not enough to break skin even. But he wondered if maybe he shouldn’t clean up the next time he visits….

He rubbed you against your underwear, grinning as he felt your wetness. “Such a naughty girl,” he taunted, “this worked up already? Something tells me you like the things I say more than you let on.” Corey pushed aside your panties and wasted no time thrusting a finger in, making you whine out for him. “But I meant what I said,” he continued, “I’m gonna make sure no one ever hurts you. Or tries anything with you. Because you belong to me, right?” Another finger thrusted into you as you whined out an agreement. Corey’s grin only widened, “good. Because you’re mine, and only mine. No one’s gonna take you from me. And if they try?” He leaned down and whispered into your ear, “I’ll kill them myself.” He felt you tighten around his fingers, getting his answer. “I knew it, I knew you liked hearing that,” he said as he sped up his fingers, his thumb rubbing your clit frantically, “and I’ll fucking do it. I’ll kill any guy that flirts with you, or even looks at you wrong. They don’t get to mess with my girl or me anymore.” You whimpered, “I’m gonna cum.” Corey smirked, “yeah baby? You gonna cum on my fingers like a good little girl? That’s it baby, that’s it. Cum on my fingers. Let the whole neighborhood hear who owns you.” You came with a cry of his name, bucking wildly underneath him. It boosted his ego every time he made you cum. Corey took pride in being the one who got you this way.

His fingers slipped out of you, and he brought them up to his mouth to have a taste. “You taste sweeter than anything, baby,” he said. You blushed as you watched him lick at his own fingers. Corey moved himself against you, and you could feel how hard he was through his mechanic suit. You reached out a hand and grasped him gently through them, causing your boyfriend to let out a surprised moan. “Fuck, baby,” he whispered, “I need to be in you right now.” Corey unzipped his suit and pulled off his boxers, his hard cock hovering just above you. He pumped himself a few times with a whimper before he thrusted himself into you. “Fuck baby, fuck,” he groaned, “I’ll never get over how tight you are.” You could only whine in response, making him grin again.

“Already out of it? Poor thing, we’ve just started,” he said as he thrusted back into you harshly. You tried to say something, but it only came out as a whimper. Corey grinned down at you, one hand on your throat while the other gripped your hip tightly. You knew there would be another dark bruise there tomorrow. Not to mention more finger marks around your neck.

Corey leaned down to whisper in your ear again, “I really do love this, you know. Having you all cute like this, spread out under me?” He let go of your neck to grab the knife again, bringing it back up to your throat, “does it excite you knowing how easily I handle this? That I could easily just cut that pretty little throat of yours? But don’t worry, I won’t. That is only reserved for those who deserve it.” You squirmed underneath him, which only spurred him on. “No one will ever bother you again sweetheart. Wanna know why? Because I’ll kill them if they do. And then I’ll come home to my pretty girl, and fuck her while still wearing my bloody clothes,” he growled. “Co-Corey,” you whined, no longer denying that his words got to you. He brought down his hand from your hip to your clit, rubbing in just the way you liked. “You’re mine. You hear me? Mine,” he growled, “aren’t you? Say that you’re mine.” You nodded, whining out a small yes as best as you could. The pressure that had been on your throat and the way you were being fucked had worn out your vocal cords.

Corey fucking loved it. “That’s right,” he continued, “you’re all mine. My pretty girl. No one’s gonna take you away from me. If they do, I’ll-I’ll fucking slit their throat. Slam them into something…I don’t know. I’ll ju-just kill them for even thinking they could have you. Because they can’t. You’re mine.” His fingers sped up even faster, desperate to get you to cum before he did. It always worked too, as you could feel your orgasm approaching quickly. “I’m gonna….I’m gonna,” you rasped. Corey threw the knife back down opting to instead grab your chin, forcing you to look into his eyes. “Yeah baby? You gonna cum? Do it. You always look so cute coming undone for me. That’s it, that’s it,” he urged, “cum for me sweetheart. I need you to cum for me.” With his urging, you bucked against him a couple more times before coming undone with a sob of his name. Corey whimpered out as he felt you tighten around him, “oh fuck baby, oh fuck. You feel so good, so good for me. I’m so proud of you, I love you, I-“ He came with a whine of your name, hands grasping at your hips as he overstimulated himself inside you. He slowly stopped thrusting and slid out of you, looking exhausted.

“Wow,” was all you could say, completely out of breath and partially wondering what the fuck just happened. Corey nodded, also out of breath. Instead, he reached around to pull you close to him, being the cuddly man he was. You smiled and leaned into his chest, knowing you would fall asleep soon. And fall asleep you did. But not before you said “I love you too.”

Corey soon joined you, content that you were his no matter what. That you loved him back.

And that feeling was so much better than the one he had when he murdered that woman earlier.

[ykthefancyclamwiththepearlinside]

puppy pack gc for WIP Wednesday, please!

thanks for the ask!! @eriquin tagging you here, thanks for the ask as well!

*angywolf, invisibitch, and 3 others liked nerd-energy’s message*

bottleblondebitch: i liked it for brett

bottleblondebitch: hes still unconscious 

babyboi: damn how hard did u hit him

bottleblondebitch: hard enough to break bones

invisibitch: remind me never to piss you off

(angywolf- liam; bottleblondebitch- lori; babyboi- alec; invisibitch- corey)

hope you enjoy!

[daylightdunbar]

twitch + singer au!! :D

yes yes yes thank u for this one <3 (not much thiam but still chaotic)

The moment that Liam sits down at the table, pushed into the corner by the window— he feels Nolan’s eyes burning against his skin.

Swirling the iced coffee around, Liam locks eyes with Nolan across the table.

“What?” Liam asks him, raising his eyebrows.

It’s almost comical— Nolan reaching across the table and his hand making contact, minimal at best, the slap not quite catching Liam on the side of the head.

“Nolan.” Liam hisses “what the fuck was that for?”

“For not knowing who Theo Raeken is.” Nolan replies, stating it as matter-of-factly as he falls back onto the leather couch.

“He’s got a point, how haven’t you heard of Theo Raeken.” Corey cuts in, only adding to the throbbing in Liam’s head from a lack of caffeine.

“Theo Raeken doesn’t know who I am.” Liam tries to argue, regretting it promptly when Mason slides into the empty chair beside him hiding a smile behind the collar of his shirt.

“Do you think Theo Raeken plays video games?” Nolan asks.

[marriedzukka]

HAPPY BIRTHDAY DANI!!! you are such a kind and lovely person and i love seeing you on the dash and on insta!!! you spread so much love and joy, so grateful to know ya <333 here are some birthday cakes for ya <3

COREY!!!!! OMG thank you for these....i want all of them but especially the mushroom one thats SO cute

[alfredolover119]

alrighty! back again with another question! you get to steal five (or three, if you prefer) jjk characters' cursed techniques: which do you steal and why?

[idk if this question is as fun as the last one, so if you have any ideas for other questions or directions to go in... lemme know!]

[also, i am recording / documenting the responses on a gdoc so if you ever want to see the general opinion, lemme know and i can send you the link! just wanted to offer it to ya <3]

1: shoko - i'm stealing shoko's first and foremost. idk what extent her healing goes to but i mean. at least physically obviously. maybe she can cure mental problems as well. whooo knows.

2: MEGUMI!!! - I WANT LITTLE SHADOW CREATURES. RN.

3: yuuta!! - he can literally copy everyone's techniques wtf. that's so cool.

4: reggie star - i know he uses it to hurt people but the ability to manifest anything off of a receipt or contract. great. i would manifest ssoooo many things.

5: kirara - i just like the aesthetic of her technique and how much thinking it takes to overpower it

[littencloud9]

you know what? imma have fun.

top three/five bsd characters you'd want as tumblr mutuals + top three/five bsd characters you would block after like one minute of scrolling through their blog iuygtfghujikjhgfdxfrtgy

HII COREY <3

mutuals:

1. junichirou. he has the most cryptic blog ever and you can never tell if he’s joking or not. i’d study him

2. higuchi! i just think she’d have a really nice blog. occasionally she posts about the Horrors

3. sigma <3 i just know they have a LOT of pent up rants on there. she’d post about ‘that fucking clown’ and ‘that fucking demon’ so often that they have their own fanbase

4. POE! writers unite. i’d wanna be his friend so he tells me all about his wips. please

5. this is a tough last decision but i’m gonna go with. atsushi. actually he’d be funnier as a video blogger but his tumblr would be cool too. he would also be mutuals with junichirou. they’d be my favourite tumblr duo

would block:

1. dazai. is this even a question. <3

2. ranpo would be mutuals with dazai and they’re both the most condescending blogs alive. i’d cry

3. JOUNO. i feel i dont need to explain this. i’d scroll for five seconds and think “damn this guy is an ass” and block. love him tho mwah

4. nathaniel cause. gestures

5. mark twain. sorry i have no clue why. i just feel like i wouldnt vibe with his blog skdjdjs

[asexual-maniac]

Hii! Im obsessed with rtc and i wanna know more abt it, if you can, can you give me fun facts abt it that barely anyone knows? Or that i might not know? If you can ur so superslay!

hii!! ofc, i’ll try my best :3

rtc is actually the second part of the Uranium Teen Scream Trilogy! the first addition is a play called Legoland, and the third is “yet to be written”

there are 4 cut characters:

Astrid: Ocean’s tough, nordic cousin. in the show she would bite ocean because “she deserves it”

Trishna: who i know less about but was supposedly shy and nerdy. her character was cut to make astrid later on

Corey: a very silly guy !! he has a rap battle against himself

and Hank: he was trishnas crush before she was cut for astrid and he became astrid’s bf! he had crutches like ricky does now :]

i also heard of another rat but i don’t have much else info on her

Ocean was originally played by Taylor Louderman (regina george in mean girls on broadway!!)

that’s all i can think of right now, i hope this was informative 4 u!! thank u for calling me superslay

[coryosbaby]

I love ur work so much babes! 🫶 idk if I’m stupid or smth but I don’t know where to find the stepbrother fics on your blog, sorry for the inconvenience 😭😭😔

Thank u so much! Also no worries!! You can find the list of the stepbro fics here:

Xx