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naivegh0ul · 6 months

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i had a vision of cockwarming ghost while he's in a meeting and had to write it

(warnings: smut, fem reader, cockwarming, exhibitionism, degradation, choking, public sex, rough sex, PiV)

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You don't exactly remember how you got here, snuggled up on Ghost's lap, your arms wrapped around his neck and his cock plunged deep inside you.

You can hear the team talking, something about an illegal arms deal, but you're not really listening, your mind too fuzzy to pay attention. A sigh escapes your lips as you sit still and rest your head on Ghost's shoulder, feeling his chest vibrate as he talks.

After a while of this, sitting on Ghost's lap as he and the team talk business, you find yourself getting a bit restless. You squirm just a little, hips wiggling as you scoot forward on Ghost's lap.

Ghost's cock jostles inside you as you move around, his tip bumping into your sweet spot and making you whine. Ghost's voice hitches slightly but he continues, choosing to simply ignore you.

You pout at this and tilt your head upwards, looking up at Ghost with a needy expression. "What?" He grunts, looking back at you annoyedly. "You want my attention? Is that it?" Ghost asks.

Nodding your head, you hear Ghost let out a sigh and he plants his hands on your hips. Suddenly, he raises you up, leaving only the tip inside before he slams you back down harshly, his thighs slapping against yours.

You cry out from the sudden mix of pain and pleasure, your cunt tightening and gushing slick all over his shaft. "Oh, is this too much for you, baby?" Ghost asks meanly as he continues to raise you up off his cock and drop you back down, his tip kissing your cervix painfully as his broad hands dig into the meat of your hips.

"That's too bad. I'm busy, so either take what I give you or you don't get anything at all." He sighs, turning his attention away from you as he listens to the Captain, leaning back in his seat and giving his opinion as if you're not even there.

You try to keep quiet so as to not disturb the men any more than you already have but it's hard. Ghost's cock is filling you to the brim, making you release little, breathy moans, and the lewd squelching of your cunt can be heard any time there's a lull in conversation.

It's embarrassing and you can't help but whimper, your eyes wet and teary as "uhn"s and "ah"s escape your mouth . "Ghost..." You mewl, hands clawing at Ghost's shoulders as you shudder and tighten around him.

"Quiet, sweetheart. The men are talking." Ghost shushes you with a hand over your mouth. You just have to sit there and take it, thighs sticky with your juices and your body limp as Ghost uses you like a toy, blatantly ignoring you.

It doesn't take much for that familiar coil to curl in your gut, for the heat to build and make your moans become louder, although slightly muffled from Ghost's hand over your mouth. Ghost is only using one hand to pick you up now, making it more of him lifting you up slightly and grinding into you.

You attempt to warn Ghost of your impending orgasm by tightening around him and reaching up to remove his hand from your face. "Shut up." Ghost hisses as you pry his hand off of your mouth and whine up at him, your words jumbled as you pant and moan.

"But- I'm gonna- I... I..." You stutter out. Ghost seems to snap, standing up out of his chair and bringing you with him, still buried deep inside you.

"You can't follow simple fucking orders, can you? I tell you to be quiet and you think that means 'be louder'." He growls as he swipes papers off the table, letting them flutter to the floor as he drops you on to the wood.

His hands wrap around your throat, applying enough pressure to make you choke, your legs kicking as your brain goes fuzzy from the lack of oxygen. Ghost's hips pull back and thrust forward at a brutal pace as he starts to fuck you again, his balls slapping against your ass as the meeting table rocks from the force of his thrusts.

"You're gonna be a good girl and shut the fuck up, isn't that right?" Ghost says as he releases his grip on your throat for a moment, watching as you suck in a big breath of air and cough, your pussy tightening around him with each sputter.

"Yeah- ngh, yes. Yes, sir." You nod your head obediently, not entirely sure what you just agreed to but happy to agree nonetheless. You lay there helplessly as Ghost thrusts into you harshly and your tits bounce, your hands coming up to tug on your sensitive nipples as Ghost ruins you.

"You're not even fucking listening, are you?" Ghost chuckles as he sees the cockdrunk, delirious look in your eyes. He doubles down on his efforts at that revelation, determined to fuck you stupid.

"Uh-uh." You shake your head from side to side with a cheeky smile on your face, giggling mindlessly. Your silly laughs trail off into loud moans as Ghost tilts his hips upwards slightly, hitting your cervix with terrifying precision.

"That's what I thought. Just a stupid slut with an eager pussy." Ghost hooks your legs over his shoulders as he speaks and wraps his hands around your throat once more.

Soon enough, that same heat is returning. Your thighs shake as you look up at Ghost with wide eyes, lips parted as choked moans escape and overwhelmed tears spill down your face.

Ghost removes one hand from your throat, keeping the other wrapped firmly around the column of your neck and he rubs your clit with his thumb quickly, drawing tight circles on the sensitive bud.

Your back arches at the sudden stimulation, hands slapping down onto the table as you struggle to find purchase on something, anything. You don't get time to consider more options before you're cumming, cunt clenching as you cream on Ghost's cock.

Ghost growls out a low, "Fuck." before he's spilling inside you, staining your insides with his release. He pants over you, catching his breath as you lay lifelessly on the table, thighs twitching slightly and your eyes shut in pure bliss.

"So that's what it takes to shut you up, huh? A quick fuck and some guy's load? Whore." Ghost picks you up off the table, carefully lifting up your sore and sweaty body as he sits back down in his chair, keeping his soft cock inside you for the time being.

"Sorry about that, lads. Continue." Ghost grunts, getting right back to business.

#fem reader #ghost cod #ghost #simon ghost riley #simon riley #ghost x reader #simon ghost riley x reader #simon riley x reader #ghost x female reader #simon riley x female reader #ghost smut #trying a new formatting thing #i think it looks good #tell me what you think tho #i need feedback

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skywalkerrtno · 2 months

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Hey!

Just wanted to share some acrylic painting I did not so long ago.

I'd love to know what you guys think.

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nessa-saoirs · 3 months

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Nothing is sacred.

The Last Dark Supper

#harry potter #death eaters #tom riddle #voldemort #lord voldemort #potter death #hp fanart #i need feedback #harry potter fanart #hp art #hp fandom #harrymort

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heyhelloitsmilo · 2 months

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poll for my hobie enjoyers

i cant believe i set yhis for a week...... i have to wait until next wednesday for this shit............ god

lack of foresight on my part...... i forgot how impatient i am

#atsv #art #reviewing #shush milo's talking #hobie brown #atsv hobie #hobie #twink???#enough?!#i need feedback #please #help #CRITICISM OPEN

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grimallkine · 7 months

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WIP

TFA x TFP Crossover

The sound of weapons clashing filled the air as Bumblebee maneuvered around the battlefield, in a attempt to get closer to the modified Transwarp. He had no idea what Megatron was trying to achieve trough it but considering that, the second he got near it, Megatron turned his full attention towards him and started ramping up his cannon, that was enough for him to understand that whatever this Transwarp is, is incredibly important to Megatron.

As Megatron fired a powerful shot towords Bee, Optimus fired his own weapon. The clash of energy caused by the shot's colliding sent the Transwarp to go haywire. Admits the chaos Bumblebee found himself pulled towards the swirling vortex. In a flash of light, he disappeared from the battlefield.

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He came to with his back on dirt and his head aching as it tried to catch up to malfunctioning systems.

As Bumblebee slowly regained consciousness, he tried to sit up, dusting off the dirt from his chassis, noting the small wounds littered across his body, most likely remnants of the Transwarp accident. He instantly noticed that he was no longer on the battlefield, and that he had no idea where he could possibly be. He found himself on the outskirts of a bizarre cityscape, filled with towering buildings and vibrant colors. His first instinct was to hide, yet upon seeing that no one was around, he decided that exploration was the best option available.

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At the Autobots' base, everyone gathers as a sense of confusion fills the room. Everyone's attention fixed on a screen displaying an Autobot signal on the outskirts of Detroit.

Optimus fronws and voices his confusion "This doesn't add up. We should have been informed if another Autobot was coming to Earth." He pauses, contemplating the situation. "Could it be a trap?"

Bulkhead interjects "Perhaps it's a crash landing caused by an encounter with a Decepticon?"

Ratchet, wearing an annoyed expression, dismisses the idea, saying, "No, that can't be the case. We would have received the signal much earlier." He studies the signal's location on the screen. "The only plausible explanation is an escaped prisoner, though even that seems unlikely considering the location."

Optimus's optics flicker with realization, and he responds, "What if the Decepticons attached a signal dampener to them? It would account for the lack of a signal until now, as well as the unusual location."

"Soooooo- what you're saying is-" Bumblebee leans forwards with a smile "were going on a rescue mission?"

#i need feedback #please this is my first time writing something #aka a story EVER #i accept constructive criticism #i need opinions #i need criticism #please i am begging #transformers #Transformers crossover?#tfa #tfa bumblebee #tfp #tfp bumblebee #I need help. PLEASE

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controlledhues · 1 month

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/ / ok so i decided to go further and test my painting skills

halfWAY THERE AUGHSDJKFHJK

#[ Pia only wants one thing and it's fucking disgusting (OoC) ]#wip #[ Mun's Art ]#sketches #i need feedback

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luma-black · 1 year

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The night before (Sebinis Short story)

His legs were straddling Sebastians hips. Sun shone warmly through the window. The door was open, and a cooling breeze was relieving on their overly warm torsos. Birds were tittering and you could here wind going through trees. Sebastian lay on the couch, eyes closed, enjoying the feeling of the warmth, the wind, and hands on his naked chest.

Ominis had his eyes Closed. He felt soft skin turn into that smooth feeling of one of the countless ugly scars, that littered Sebastians Body.

Sebastian took Ominis hand by the wrist and slowly guided it towards his face. Ominis could almost see his relaxed expression. His hair having grown. His curls never quite lying flat.

He sighed. Ominis was so tired, but he didn´t want to stop.

It was the night before.

Tomorrow their fifth school year would start. The cold season would come and with it the sadness and the hollow feeling of guilt.

Damarcus-

Gentle Hands brought him back to reality and the joy, the freedom, the relief all that touched his face bringing all the dark thoughts far away, burrowing them, but not killing them.

Grief can be helpful after all and Important. Never forget that,

He told himself.

The hand was slowly stroking his back and he let himself fall towards that warm body, which was catching him and engulfing him in something he didn´t deserve.

Sebastian felt that familiar feeling of clear blood being spilled on his shoulder. Calming both and coaxing the blanket of sleep upon the world.

#Seriously it´s short #sebastian x ominis #hogwarts legacy #254 words #fan fiction #writing #sebinis #ominis gaunt #sebastian sallow #Sebastian Sallow x Ominis Gaunt #Sebastian/Ominis #Sebastian&Ominis #i need feedback #pls #Sebinis short story

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lilacs-world · 4 months

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I feel like I’m chronically not okay but idk if I’m valid enough to label myself as chronically ill. I am able to work 40h a week but with the cost of laying in bed the rest of the day when I’m back home. In the weekends I sleep mostly. My room is a disaster because I never have the energy to tackle the chaos. I wished I was able to walk to work and back but standing for more than 15 min is already exhausting me and I get dizzy and lightheaded. I am constantly in pain, my normal pain level is on good days at a 2 on bad days it’s at a 4 or 5 but maybe I’m too modest about my pain due to fear of admitting I’m not okay. I am always tired even if I sleep usually enough. At times I feel more refreshed with only 4 hours of sleep hell knows why. I am waking up daily at 5:45am to get myself ready for 8am work. I don’t know if I’m ever gonna be a functioning adult. I am scared of the moment I will unmask bcs im masking daily due to Audhd. Plus daily I’m confused because we are often switching and my quality at work at times fluctuating and my TLs wondering wtf bcs we know u know all the processes so wtf. Daily I feel like I know only a specific part of the processes and I have days where I ask so many questions that one of the TLs told me they are growing gray hairs bcs of me asking so much. The doctors in my country are shit when I mentioned suspecting we are a system they said nah it’s just ur anxiety. When I questioned if I have adhd my former psych said nah only kids can have it. My former therapist said yeah after unofficially diagnosing me with it. Autism I suspect that too and I got my confirmation more or less from my bf who’s on the spectrum as well. He got his confirmation he has adhd as well by me noticing lots of adhd things in him and he has now meds whilst me is in this godforsaken country that isn’t taking me seriously. I got my confirmation I have adhd when I took speed and realised for the first time "so this is how neurotypicals experience their life?" I for once had a train of thoughts in order and not a carambolage of luggage’s getting stuck in the baggage claim belt. I sobbed so hard. On good days I am able to remember and memorise lots of shit. But on bad days I barely anything. My body is out of control. I have pcos and it’s ravaging my body. I grow hair on my chin and arms and it’s making me uncomfortable and I developed anxiety about having hair in my face to the point over pluck and over shave it. My period is out of control. I either bleed for 2 months consecutive or I don’t have my period for 6 months. I am anemic due to it. I am such a pale human that I’m constantly being asked if I am okay. Oh yeah not to forget having an autoimmune disease since I am 2 years old. Having to deal with psoriasis break outs each winter where I end up being covered on my legs, arms , ass with skin patches of psoriasis. At times it’s even in my eyebrows and on my scalp. Each winter is a torture for me. I am battling with depression as well. Luckily this last year it wasn’t so overbearing and I felt more human than I used to in the past. Nonetheless my anxiety is ravaging and leaving me crippled daily. I sound ridiculous talking about myself rn bcs in my brain I feel like you aren’t this sick or unwell you are faking this you are a horrible human for saying all this things but I know it’s probably my internal ableism and the internal critical subconsciously developed voices of my surroundings telling me I’m not actually sick and I need to go to work even if sick etc. Sigh. Idk where I wanted to go with this whole post. I know you guys don’t see often a personal post from me or posts from me and more reblogs of stuff I enjoy seeing and stuff I wanna boost and stuff I find important or relatable or stuff that I think might make someone feel better and less anxious or feel seen. I hope this is fine. I hope being more real is helpful. Maybe I should do this rambling on my other blog @unfilteredrealities where I tried to talk about life in a real way , unfiltered. You can even send in your own submissions if u want to.

Anyway thanks for reading my ted talk.

TLDR: I don’t know if I’m actually chronically ill and if I’m valid enough to label myself as that and then I rambled about my life experiences with audhd, did, anxiety, depression, pcos, psoriasis and there are more but I’m exhausted.

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goodmourningbunny · 4 months

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Bloody Kisses !! ♡

( Vendetta! Leon x GN!reader || wip abt making out with ur bf at a heavy metal concert ♡ title from that one o negative album btw || if u even care ♡ )

Your hands run up the lines of his leather jacket, he presses you up against the wall, kissing up your neck hungrily. The heavy sounds of guitar riffs and guttural vocals are almost drowned out by the murmurs your boyfriend was making into your ear.

You try focusing your attention on the passerby, not a single one of them was paying attention to what the two of you were doing.

“Don't pay attention to them, babe. Pay attention to me.” He places two of his fingers on your cheek, gently pointing your face forward and facing him.

#૮ ◞ ⸝⸝ ◟ ྀིა bunbun's wips #꒰͡ ♡ bloody kisses ♡ ͡꒱ㅤ #debating if this reads as leon or not #i need feedback #!!#‧ ₊ ﹒ ୨ ♰ ୧ ﹒ ₊ ‧#dividers by pommecita

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youngroyals-stuff · 3 months

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Would you be interested in me live streaming YR (one ep every night), I've seen other people do stuff like this (not sure who tho) but I as a person with no Netflix can't ever join them because of it. So I thought why not do it my self.

#please vote #and leave comments #i need feedback #i wanna do this so bad #I need a sense of community to live #lol #young royals #wilmon #young royals season 3 #prince wilhelm #simon eriksson #wilhelm x simon #edvin ryding #omar and edvin #prince willhelm #prince will #livestream

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christiwhitson · 11 months

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Just a snippet of what might be the first chapter of my next Outlander fic (after Brave New World). But I want to gauge interest before committing to this plot bunny, since I write one fic at a time. So if you like it, please comment and say so!

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Title TBD:

This was a mistake. I knew it with the first breath of Highland air, while the sound of my apparition still reverberated off the standing stones.

In less than a second, my blood was humming with energy, and magic pulsed through the circle in visible waves of silver and white, as though my mere presence had ignited a firestorm. It ebbed and flowed in a dizzying pattern of currents and eddies, pushing and pulling at my body like an angry sea.

I could neither take a step nor stand completely still, and I attempted to brace myself against the nearest stone—standing alone in the very center.

That was a mistake too.

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As the haze of unconsciousness receded, it was the pain that reached me first, urging me to open my eyes and find the source of it. I had fallen at some point, for the earth was at my back and the trees danced in the wind overhead. Wincing, I took stock of my body and struggled to sit up. The solid presence of a wand in my hand was an immense relief, and the pain was already leaving me, making it easier to focus on my surroundings.

The hurricane of magic that had sprung to life only moments before had vanished, and that in itself was bewildering. I’d heard of chaotic magic being unpredictable near some ley lines, particularly in places where they converged—places like Craigh na Dun. But I’d never read anything about it being so volatile. A magical backlash strong enough to knock me out was the last thing I’d been expecting on this mission.

I rose unsteadily to my feet and resisted the compulsion to touch the stone again, instead moving several paces away. I lifted my wand to perform a quick scan of the environment, and the results were even more baffling. It was as though nothing had happened. The magic levels were low enough to be classified as dormant, which made absolutely no sense. Whatever magical phenomenon I had walked into, it seemed the show was over.

I huffed in exasperation and scowled at the tallest stone. Whoever had set the apparition coordinates to land me almost in the center of the circle was a bloody idiot, and I was already looking forward to giving them a good rollicking. We were Unspeakables, for Merlin’s sake, and that sort of miscalculation was a rookie move.

Concerned that I might have somehow drawn the wrong sort of attention to myself, I surveyed the area for any indication that someone else might have witnessed the incident. The last thing I needed right then was to run into a muggle. They were at war just as we were, and they were likely to be highly suspicious of me—an oddly dressed woman who’d simply popped into existence atop a faerie hill. It was just the sort of folktale the Scots would turn into some parody of actual magic.

Not that encountering an unfamiliar wizard was an altogether safe bet either. Grindelwald’s war seemed to have reached boiling point, and the Department had been researching possible options for ritual magic to strengthen Britain’s defenses, utilizing particular ley lines. The nexus of lines at Craigh na Dun had been assigned to me.

Fortunately, it seemed I was alone. I glanced upward in search of the sun, but the Highland sky was as clouded as ever. I cast a quick tempus and frowned at the results. I couldn’t possibly have been unconscious for ten hours. Modifying the spell slightly to check the date, I produced a wispy set of numbers beneath the ghostly clock face that hovered in the air and nearly dropped my wand in shock.

May 2, 1743.

#outlander fanfic #I need feedback #Claire is a witch #Wizarding world setting

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phantasia-system · 1 year

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dont let your demons get to your head :)