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ghosts-cyphera · 7 months
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Everything you write is a banger 🫶 and you are RIGHT, ghost loves sloppy blowjobs but especially the noises like loves hearing his beautiful gf gag on his huge dick while staring up at him with watery eyes (please euthanize me)
you people are being so good to me like what on earth did I do to deserve this? I love you! thank you so, so much 💕🫶🏻 also… say fucking less, my love.
warnings/content: simon ‘ghost’ riley x gn!reader. blowjob, deep-throating, mentions of spit and tears. swallowing. slight degradation if you squint, but ghost only adores you! words: 762. 18+, mdni.
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Ghost’s calloused fingers caressed your cheek, and he lifted your head to look at him. On your knees before him you looked even softer and sweeter than you usually did.
So goddamn obedient.
From the sight, his cock—painfully erect—twitched above your face. Mere seconds earlier he had pulled it out of your throat, your lips releasing it with a soft pop: your body desperate for one of those breaths that he knew would burn your lungs from the mere intensity of your inhale.
He did love to push you to your limit. His sweetheart turned into a cock-drunk little thing. Lips glistening, eyes pleading for more. Your spit dripping down your jaw in a pretty little stream, lubing you up so fuckin’ nice and good for his use.
He’d been fucking your mouth—your throat—for so long, that by now, he knew your body felt empty without the weight of his thick length on your tongue.
And who the fuck was he to deny that from you, eh?
“Tongue out, darlin’.”
Not a hint of hesitation flashed in your eyes as you let him see the pretty pink of it. You were so goddamn fuckin’ beautiful like this: the sounds that passed your lips so goddamn pretty as he pushed back in.
“There ya fuckin’ go. Come on, luv, take it all, yeah?”
The thick weight of him in your mouth muffled out most of your gasps and moans, yet never the sound of your gags. So fuckin’ sweet, as he pushed into your throat, his hand on the back of your head helping you to align your throat better. To allow him deeper down.
“Fuckin’ ‘ell, baby, that’s it. Just like that—“
He could feel your throat relaxing around him once more. Your gags easing, your shoulders letting go of their nervous tension: the sudden ease allowing his balls to press against your bottom lip as he bottomed out.
“Fuckin’ right, doll.” He was downright seeing stars by then: your mouth so fuckin’ soft and warm and wet around him that had this been his first time using you like this, he would’ve damn sure passed out from the pure fuckin’ bliss. “My darlin’s takin’ it so fuckin’ good, yeah?”
Ghost’s fingers caressed your cheek, soft and adoring: so at odds with the mess that he was making of you. Sliding out, only to feed every last fuckin’ inch of his cock back down your throat, somehow only deeper than the last time.
“Fuckin’—eyes on me, yeah, luv?”
Your gaze found his in an instant: the beauty of your eyes only highlighted by the glimmer of your tears, accompanied by the softest twinkle of his darlin’ seeking his approval.
Your body was begging for more: only opening up further around the brutal size of his cock, allowing him to pick up his pace.
In and out: your spit running past your lips.
In and fuckin’ out, as you forced your eyes to stay locked with his. How fuckin’ scary he must’ve looked, towering over you with his goddamn mask on. 
Fuck, how he would make you feel so loved and adored after. Work so hard on showin’ you how much you meant to him.
Christ al-fuckin’-mighty.
His eyes blinking shut, Ghost leaned his head back as his fingers around your head tightened their grip. Now chasing after his orgasm, he listened to your gags and whimpers: the desperation of your spit dripping past your lips as he used you for his pleasure.
His sweet little thing.
His perfect fuckin' darlin’.
“So goddamn fuckin’ close, baby—“
Ghost forced his gaze to meet yours, and that—fuckin’ hell, that was all that he needed. Seeing the knit of your brows as your twinkling eyes begged for his cum down your throat, so fuckin’ well trained.
So fuckin’ sweet.
With a deep curse and a rumbling call for your name, his cock pumped thick ropes of his seed down your throat.
Chuckling, as your eyes watered.
Praising you, his voice low yet warm, as he felt you swallowing around him before he pulled out with a soft pop.
Smiling from pure pride, as Ghost crouched by you and drew you into the deepest of kisses, full of adoration for you.
For his sweetheart.
His little fuckin’ champ.
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loartacc · 26 days
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BOOPING YOU BOOPING YOU BOOPING YOU BOOPING YOU BOOPING YOU BOOPING YOU BOOPING YOU BOOPING YOU BOOPING YOU BOOPING YOU BOOPING YOU BOOPING YOU
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I boopth the fish >:3
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sunflower-butch · 2 years
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i’m thinking about the post where nancy has robin pinned up against the wall with the silver knife……
can i ask a couple questions?? where is it happening?? was there a fight beforehand or did nancy just spring it on robin?? (the mental image of both of them panting while being pressed up against each other…)
Omg, hi rj! <33 Thank you for the ask and the chance to ramble about this—
I’m gonna be honest and admit I hadn’t thought to much about it, but I’ll answer the second question first! There was ABSOLUTELY a fight first, so they’re definitely breathing heavily and the scene is definitely intense. I am honestly picturing it in like, a club? Like, they’ve definitely been half flirting half threatening each other all night, then they go to a private/back room together with neither knowing the other’s true intentions, and then boom, a fight happens? Like, hand to hand at first, they’re throwing punches and super close, then Nancy gets Robin pinned and pulls the knife from a thigh garter or something. I’m not 100% in location tbh, but I like the idea of the atmosphere of a club, dim but still covered in fun neon lights, intense music, flirting at the bar 👀
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lomakes · 9 months
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do you think you’ll ever do a rerelease of the titans tarot? i missed the first round but would love to buy it one day. or perhaps prints of individual cards? your art is amazing 💗💗
Hi! I actually have a bunch of extras that I might put up for sale on Etsy once I make an account! I don't have many left but there are a few!
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theringers · 2 years
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❌, 😬,⌛️,🤩,🥰
sorry if this is too much 😭
for the fanfic writer asks :)
i took forever to do this & for that i am so sorry :( and don’t ever apologize it’s never too much 🤍
❌ What's a trope you will never write?
mafia — but i won’t say no to an absolutely elaborate organized crime/cartel story. it just needs to have reason we can’t just be killin people for the sake of it and kidnapping daughters when it doesn’t MEAN something
😬Which of your fics would you be most horrified for friends, family, or coworkers to stumble upon?
all of them, i mean some of the kinkier ones would be worse maybe the threesomes lol
⌛ How long does it take you to write a fic, or a chapter?
depends. i can be rly impulsive if u couldn’t tell from the fact that i don’t edit anything i post, most of them were written in a day, less than half a day
🤩 Who is your favorite character to write?
charles and pierre :)
🥰 How do you feel about reader interaction? Are you open to receiving questions about your fics?
i <3 it sm, i love writing characters people can connect with from chapter to chapter but i haven’t had the patience to write a longer fic in soo long. i’m dying to start one soon 🥹
ty bestie for sending these in ages ago 🫶🏼
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canisalbus · 6 months
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do you pencil traditionally and then colour digitally, or do you just have a very convincing digital pencil brush? I really love the organic, sketchy feel of your work.
I always sketch and ink on paper first, then scan the piece and color it digitally.
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waddingham · 10 months
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hannah lime green suit im in love with you
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pixlokita · 6 months
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(Quiero revivir esta parte del AU) Como reaccionara Cassie en (Ball pit AU) a Gregory con alas
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😔✨💖
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markscherz · 3 months
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Hello,
Please enjoy these gray tree frogs(I’m pretty sure) that like to hang out around my house. They make me happy :)
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I mean, tree frogs always give me joy. You are blessed to have such ready access to them.
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yawnderu · 2 months
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Who has a big cock Alejandro or Rodolfo??👀
I really love the fact that u guys ask me questions like these like I've seen them personally or something, makes me giggle every time I open my inbox, and it's very nice😭😭
To answer ur question!! I think both Rudy and Ale have big cocks!!
Alejandro has a big, long cock. Not quite as thick, but long enough to please you like no other. It's slightly curved to the left, fully circumcised and always leaking like a broken faucet.
Rudy has a thicker, longer cock, a few veins running along the shaft and making it even more intimidating. He's gentle with it, wetting the dark red tip of his cock against your slick, teasing you and preparing you to take him.<3
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genericpuff · 1 month
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inb4 rachel writes american sign language into her greek myth comic
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ghosts-cyphera · 7 months
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Size. Kink. Ghost. That’s all I have to ask.
my hand may have slipped over the keyboard. thank you for that, you thirsty, sweet anon. 💌
content/warnings: simon ‘ghost’ riley x afab!reader, possibly slight humiliation, size kink, fingering, mentions of safe words. no use of pronouns. words: 838.
18+, minors do not interact!
a/n: it doesn’t matter how tall, or short, or big, or small, or thin, or fat, or curvy you are. Ghost is bigger, even if that means that he’ll be sized up to 7’5”. if you want to feel small compared to him, you get to feel small compared to him without changing your own bodytype. you’re good as you are.
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“My darlin’s so fuckin’ desperate, yeah?” Ghost’s chuckle was a low rumble, as he breathed in your scent.
With your back pressed against his chest and your thighs spread wide open in his lap, you were a sight from his fuckin’ daydreams: his little love, so goddamn sweet as his single finger fucked into your dripping cunt.
So warm and wet around him, your arousal coating the palm of his hand as he curled his finger in you. And there it was: the soft fuckin’ breath that escaped your lips each time he did.
So fuckin’ adorable.
For nearing what must’ve been ten minutes he had played with your pussy like this. A single finger, slow and steady: the man enjoying every breath and gasp and hopeless plea that slipped from your lips as he did.
He knew it would not be enough to push you over the edge. To get you to scream out his name, as your body trembled and shook against him.
Yet it was building up. Your desperation for more: your hopelessness evident in the way that your body, so fuckin’ small compared to his, was beginning to quiver against him, the feeling alone enough to get his cock twitching in his jeans.
Fuckin’ hell, all the things he was willing to do, just to get to bury it in you right fuckin’ then.
Yet he knew. He knew how fuckin’ much it was for your body to take: his darlin’ needing his patience in getting ready to take every last inch of him.
Fuck, you both knew that he would not be able to hold back once his cock was buried into your sweet little cunt, didn’t you?
“Ghost, please—“
He chuckled against the top of your head, his lips planting deep kisses into your hair as he raised a brow.
“Tell me, sweetheart.”
“More. Please, more.” Your voice was so soft and sweet: laced with your arousal that made you clench around his finger, too, as the deep laugh rumbled from his chest.
“Sweetheart, you're already so fuckin’ tight around my single finger. Sure my little one can take more?”
The hum that passed your lips was thick with desperation, yet you knew better than that.
“Tsk, tsk, tsk,” he shook his head, as his hand began to pick up its pace: sliding deeper and faster into you with such ease, that he could not help but feel proud of how well you were taking him.
“You know I wanna hear ‘em pretty words, yeah? So tell me, love. Tell me how fuckin’ much you want my thick fuckin’ fingers to stretch you to your limits, yeah? Tell me how desperate you are to be filled so goddamn nice and full that you’ll be fuckin’ cock drunk for days to come, eh?”
The way that you rushed into speaking was one of his favorite things about you. Your rambling, soft and pathetic: your desperation something so goddamn good that he could not be blamed for a touch of impatience on his behalf, now could he?
“That’s it, darlin’.”
With a deep chuckle he slid his finger out of your dripping cunt, and as he slid it back in—not fucking slowly, alright—it was not a single finger anymore.
Three fingers in your throbbing cunt were enough to get you to cry out his name. Enough to make you squirm against his body. Enough to coax the sweetest of breaths and gasps and moans from your glistening lips, as he picked up his pace while his other hand hugged you tighter against his chest, holdin’ you nice and close to him.
“Such a sweet little thing, eh? Such a good fucking darlin’, all for me.”
You were crying now from pure bliss: your walls clenching around his fingers as he curled them inside you with each flick of his wrist.
“That better, love?”
“Yes—“
“So nice and fucking full, yeah?”
“No.”
Ghost laughed with a shake of his head. You had managed to stay nice and sweet for him for a record time, hadn’t you?
“I need you to fuck me,” you managed, breathless.
“Wanna come around my fuckin’ cock? ‘S that right, baby?” His fingers did not slow their pace, as his laugh rumbled from his chest. “I won’t be able to take it fuckin’ easy on you.”
“I know.”
“So if it’s too much—“
“Red for stop,” you spoke, and he could hear the smile on your lips even before you turned your head to look at him. “Orange for slow down. Green for all good.”
“That’s my darlin’,” he praised, as his lips found yours for a kiss deep and burning, thick with not only his need, but also the adoration that he felt for you.
Fuckin’ hell, if you weren’t everything the man had ever wanted.
“Come on, sweetheart. Turn around for me, yeah? Wanna see ‘em pretty eyes roll back when you go ‘n take every last inch of my fuckin' cock like the good little darlin' you are.”
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jangmi-latte · 6 months
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FUCKING FINALLY FOUND ITJEJEJRJSJFKAKFLAKDKSKFKAHRJ HIS EYES THEY'RE SO DOLL LIKE THEY'RE SO LIFELESS⁉️⁉️⁉️⁉️ HE HE HE HE WKRPAN HE'S SOSFHOT AAND BRAITIFLW BUT HE REALDLY LOOKS WLIKE A PUEPOEHT LIKE HE EMEBDODIED HE EPITOWMT OF A DOLQLD/PUEPOEY AND THE RIWNK BTUW WHY IS THWRW JO SPARK IN AHSIS EYES IS WTIL WANNAD KISS THOSE CUPSIDS BWIE SHAPDED LSIPS OF AHIS NADS HIA LONG WYESLADH LEIEK ELYSE RIDE ANROLERCOATSRR SIR OR YOUA FNA LET ME RIDE YOU IANDTEAD
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sunflower-butch · 2 years
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how do vickie and chrissy get together in your monster hunter au??
Excellent question! Thank you anon <33
It starts because Chrissy decides Vickie is absolutely the most beautiful thing she has ever seen. She does all sorts of witchy things to be sweet, like use magic to open doors, and she is constantly leaving gifts like flowers and things, at Vickie’s doorstep, on her window, slipped magically into her pockets, etc, but she never admits it’s her. She does flirt a little, because somehow Vickie doesn’t catch on immediately to the fact that Chrissy is in fact a “monster.” Vickie even flirts back a little, but for a while it really feels more like a fling. It breaks off when Vickie figures out that Chrissy is technically somebody she should be hunting.
Then basically everything goes to shit. There’s a huge fight against the yet undecided big bad and Vickie and Nancy get separated. Vickie is injured, so she goes to the one place she can think of—Chrissy’s. Chrissy helps nurse her back to health with magic (bonus several soft and yet homoerotic bandage changing scenes). Vickie is forced to accept that Chrissy is in no way evil and their brief fling bond suddenly becomes something a lot closer until Vickie is the one to initiate an actual relationship!
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askblueandviolet · 6 days
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MASTER POST
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canisalbus · 6 months
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Oh my gosh, I can totally see Machete with a small cactus. I feel like if he had one it would be very dear to him and probably the most colorful thing he owns.
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