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horniejunkie · 2 years

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junkieboyfriend · 1 year

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Excerpt from new WIP - PDA | Sickrent

Mark likes to go to the park after dark. Mark likes to meet his mates there; he likes to smoke and do drugs there. Tonight he was with Sickboy, Spud, and Franco, they were passing a bottle of vodka one way and a blunt the other. Simon offered Mark coke but he wasn’t feeling up to snorting anything, so the blond just shared a line with Franco on a bench.

Suddenly Spud was spewing chunks in the grass, he must’ve got the smoking and drinking in the wrong order. Franco was next to him and viciously recoiled away, shouting at Spud for splashing him.

“Ah dun feel sae good, Franco.” Spud groans,

Franco rolls his eyes, “Ah ken fuckin’ well tell that.”

“Kin ye take us home?” Spud begged in a whiny tone.

Begbie huffed, “Why dae I have tae?”

Spud scrunched his eyebrows, “Ye were my ride?” he tilts his head,

Franco paused and sighed as the realization hit him like shit in the face.

“Fine, but ye owe us.”

Ah, thank yis Frank. Ye’re the best.” Begbie helped his stumbling friend to his feet.

“Got tae get him home before he passes oot. Have a good one, Lads.”

Simon snorted the last line and fixed his nose, waving to Frank.

“Sees ya, Frank!” He shouted after them as they had already started walking away

“Good luck!” Renton yelled.

Simon laughs and turns back to Mark, “E’s a heroin addict but he cannae do a bit a cross-fadin’?”

Mark shook his head, “Dun be sae hard on ‘em, he probably fucked up the order ‘a ‘em.”

Simon shrugged and grabbed the vodka, “Moar fer me!”

The blond took a swig and gave a sigh,

“Cannae believe ye’re tae chicken shite tae dae a line wih us.” he smirked,

“Yis dae heroin, but yis willnae dae sum powder? There’s no even a needle.” Simon taunted

Mark squinted at Simon, trying to look annoyed, but realizing that the blond might have a point. He uncrossed his arms.

“I’m no tae chicken shite.” Mark stated bluntly,

Simon quirked a brow and grinned, “Sae what? Ye’ll dae it?”

Mark nervously masked a smile, “Yeah, s just some powder…”

He was saying it to Simon, but it really felt like he was trying to reassure himself.

Simon starts lining up the coke on the bench, and he hands Renton a rolled up 20. Mark accepted the 20 hesitantly, his hands were shaking but he was trying very hard to not make it noticeable. His heart was racing – was he really going to do this? Why did this even matter to him? He does heroin and this is arguably more mundane… But he’d never done it and earlier he even rejected it… But when he thought about it, thought about how Simon talked about it, it didn’t seem so bad. Just a powder that goes up the nose; doesn’t even require a needle…

He stared at the line for a moment but realized he didn’t want Simon to see him so hesitant and so afraid. So he quickly bent over the bench and put the 20 under his nostril, almost flush against the skin. He glanced nervously at Simon and their eyes met. That’s enough hesitation, anymore and Renton risked looking like a pussy. So he goes down, puts a finger on his free nostril to close it, and starts inhaling. He slowly moves the straw upward as he inhales, leaving no powder behind.

It hits him immediately- the rush - and his pupils dilate. His heart was beating out of his chest and it reminded him of a song he’d heard in a club. He felt amazing – he felt like he could do anything.

“Holy shite!” Mark exclaims

Simon grins, “I ken, right?”

“Ah feel… Ah feel…” Mark couldn’t describe it.

Simon leaned in, “Alive?”

Mark nods vigorously, “Yes! I’m sae fuckin’ alive!”

Simon laughs a bit at Mark’s instant uptick in mood and energy.

“Thank yis fer introducin’ us Si! Ah’m sae happy, Ah could kiss ye!”

The blond raises his eyebrows, “Eh, what’s stoppin’ yis?”

Mark blushed a bit but the pumping in his veins and the adrenaline refused to let him turn away.

Renton locks eyes with Simon and, after a moment of silence, Mark leans in and kisses Simon. His heart was beating even faster than before and Mark wasn’t sure that was possible. More remarkably, though, Simon wasn’t pulling away and was reciprocating. Mark needs to be closer and, under the spell of adrenaline, crawls onto Simon’s lap.

“Yis sure we should dae this here?” Mark whispers against Simon’s mouth.

“Ah would shag yew on any surface Ah could have yew, Rents.”

Mark moans lowly as Simon kisses his neck,

“An’ Ah dun care if the world sees, Mark. Ah’ll take yew whenever ye’ll have us.”

#trainspotting #mark/simon #mark renton #simon david williamson #simon #sickboy #rentboy #sickrent #ao3 fanfic #ao3 writer #fanfic #fanficiton

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yoshidatommy · 1 month

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TF141 (oversimplified)

#cod mw2 #cod modern warfare #john price #kyle gaz garrick #simon ghost riley #john soap mactavish #MWII #after all everyone mark ghost and soap as 💀🧼 but how about price and gaz

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404leafclover · 7 months

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my favorite part of the finale was when they kissed

#someone please help me im not sane #sorry simon and betty ummmmmmm ummm #the gay gods compel me THEYRE WRITING FANFICTION TOGETHER #THIS WAS GTHE BEST ENDING I COULD HAVE ASKED FOR GRAAAAAHHH #fionna and cake fanart #fionna and cake spoilers #prismo the wishmaster #scarab the god auditor #prohibitedwish #more like prohibited ship AAAYYYY ok #my art #ah I forgot my water mark. wut ever

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the-moody-angel · 4 months

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Imagine the following show, if you will so humor me.

A group of criminals, coming together to do a job but them ending up as their own awkward little found family. Each one of them has their own unique background and skill set, drastically different from any of the others. They joined this venture for different reasons but the more time they spend around each other, the closer they get.

They're led by a man with a stick up his ass, plenty of sarcasm, and a tragic past. He plays the tough guy but he loves each of his felons dearly, although good luck getting him to admit it.

This odd group goes around doing jobs that basically give the middle finger to the elite and in charge. And what they do is very, very illegal.

They occasionally interact with a sort of villain played by Mark Shepherd and even meet up with the leaders (ex)wife multiple times. The two youngest members of the group are a slow burn couple and absolutely adorable, and the leader guy has this sexual tension going on with the brunette of the group that is just a constant will-they-won't-they subplot.

The show is serious and dramatic, but also has some good humor and witty one liners thrown in with some action. Definitely and explosion or two. The writing is superb and everything is well executed with great character development.

Oh, and there's an episode called The Train Job.

Now, if you've read this far, good luck trying to guess which of these two masterpiece shows I'm talking about 🙃

#leverage #firefly #nate ford #alec hardison #sophie devereaux #malcolm reynolds #inara serra #simon tam #kaylee frye #Listen I'm watching firefly for the third time in two weeks #There are just too many similarities to ignore #Leverage is my favorite show but I think I see why I like firefly so much #Anything mark Shepherd touches is gold

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meowpupp · 2 months

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I can’t stop thinking about pup-soap getting muzzled for his play date with puppy-girl reader because he was to rough with her last time :(( he would be so whiny and sad but at this point he’d be lucky to be let off his leash

GAGGED

price who's so mean to johnny. he can't stand how teary you are after each session with the hybrid, poor body covered in dark hickies and bites. after all, you're his. even gaz isn't allowed to mark the soft fat of your body, so why would johnny?

so the next time johnny comes over, he's muzzled. a large, steel cage securely fastened to his face, jutting out almost two inches. he cant even kiss you! poor boy whining clawing at your plush body, desperate to have you close. his ears are all droopy, pouting as he tries to nuzzle your neck.

even when he's deep inside your little cunt, he's barely given any freedom. two of simon's thick fingers looping under his collar, ready to pull him away from you at a moment's notice.

the cold metal of johnny's muzzle nudges against your cheek, desperate to get close, arms wrapping around you, pulling your body as close as possible, lifting your hips to meet his. he's lost in your sweet cunt, body shuddering at the feeling of your walls hugging him. his hips slam against yours, claws digging into the fat of your hips, denying you even an inch of space.

his eyes are trained on your tits, watching them bounce with each harsh thrust. the poor pup is practically salivating, teeth gritting as he presses the muzzle against your sternum. he's almost tearing up, so desperate to be able to sink his teeth into your soft body, drooling against you.

but simon and price are so mean, the moment you finish cumming on his cock, simon yanks him back. his owner shushes him, his hand wrapping around johnny's cock, grip too tight and fast. his cock throbs, twitching as he cums all over your pudgy tummy, almost crying as he's denied your sweet little cunt, again.

#its so yummy #poor johnny goes through it HAHAHA #dw he'll get mercy soon #but image his jealousy when he sees all the marks gaz left on you :(#ARGH I LOVE THEM ALL #simons so fuckin mean to him though #price x chubby!puppygirl #puppygirl x goap #pupjohnny x pupreader #pupsoap x pupreader #johnny soap mctavish x reader #johnny x reader smut #johnny x reader #johnny mctavish x reader smut #johnny mctavish x reader #soap x reader smut #soap x reader

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ivuhe · 1 month

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Me when a character looks like they're one push towards the light

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thorougly-melted-brains · 8 months

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Most people look younger in their sleep, Soap doesn’t. Ghost only notices this after seeing the other man doze off more times that he can count. He looks older, in some curious way that makes him look less guarded.

Soap isn’t quite so old that Ghost would describe him as having a “young soul,” not with the blood on their hands, but the sentiment holds some truth.

Soap seems younger than he is. Be it his wholly unsmothered personality or his bright eyes or soft skin.

It makes people underestimate him, often. Ghost had seen him mistaken for a lower rank before, it happened most times Soap wore his civvies. He’d wondered on occasion how much was intentional, if Soap wanted the element of surprise.

But he’d never quite realized how much younger he seemed.

Now, with his mouth canted slightly open, and his eyes closed, and his skin dirtied from their latest mission, he can see the wrinkles. They’re faint, mainly signs of his near-sunny personality. Crows feet around the corners of his eyes, smile lines around his nose, furrows in his forehead. Even the eye bags, won by vigilance, all make Soap look soberingly his age.

One might assume that made him look rougher, less approachable, but to Ghost it makes him look awfully… soft. He’d never say so out loud, but the vulnerability of it doesn’t escape him.

He’s no romantic, he doesn’t think Soap falling asleep is a show of trust. They’re soldiers, the most regular sleep they get is passed out on transports. But to see Soap his age, unfiltered by his reputation, is something special in itself.

It’s more a testament to their relationship than it is to the action, that Ghost can notice the difference.

#ghost: i’m no romantic #also ghost: stares longingly at soap so long he can name every mark on his face #john soap mactavish #simon ghost riley #ghostsoap #soapghost #cod mw2

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indigo-constellation · 1 month

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"You are also better-crafted than me, oynon. Take a look at us-a closer look. You are probably right about me, I'm not a toy to keep-unbending, leather-made, old, and shabby. You, on the other hand, are an entirely different thing! I'm surprised they're playing such a bad game with you…"

tender burakhovsky hours

don't worry about me using p1 dialogue with p2 outfits, inspiration from a Macbeth production I found under the cut

funny thing is that I've been thinking about burda as the macbeths ever since seeing the play last year, and it very recently developed into an au where there's no plague it's just Artemy and Daniil doing murder (Clara is Macduff, literally not born lmao) sadly I have way too many writing wips to get to that anytime soon

#pathologic #daniil dankovsky #artemy burakh #burakhovsky #burakovsky #burda #pathologic 2 #artists on tumblr #art #my art #ig in this au artemy really does kill simon and isidor would be funny #idk funny to consider as a production mark could put on

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blingblong55 · 7 months

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Blood and Lust- 141 NSFW

A/N: huge thank you to @warenai @shadofireshinobi and the anon for the picture/gif

Based on a request: --- 141 in a vampire orgy. All vampires are said to be bi so do what u will with that infol also F reader so #27, #23, #4, #15. not sure if i can have so many numbers on a request but please do feed me --- F!Reader, smut, MDNI, 18+, monster/vampire au, orgy, mentions of blood(obvi), knife play, pain kink, marking, biting, rough!sex, unprotected!sex, human!reader, voyeurism, mentions of drug use, degrading, spit roast, M4M, MM4F

A/N: Straight to it...(won't mention much about your own pleasure bc I simply forgot to put that much detail into it and I also forgot to write the aftercare but let's pretend it did happen)

It was an annual thing they did, get drunk on blood, have sex, and get high on drugs. You and Soap had been friends for years and every year, you were the chosen one to be fed on. He of course had your consent to drink your blood, as the rest of his housemates did. Today, you are in the large bed of their home. Sex toys of all sorts around the room, three of the men already in bed. Soap had started things off with you in the bathroom, trying to ease the nerves. Some good amount of cocaine always did the job.

Now in their bed, Price and Soap initiated things. You in your pink lingerie, like the perfect little prey. Soap's lips on yours, Price was spreading your legs open. Gaz was already stroking his cock, Ghost watching as you let Soap kiss your neck, a smirk on his face the entire time. With one quick notion, you were under Soap. His fangs are deep in your neck. Price began to drip from the other side of the neck. You moan as Gaz begins to slap his already-hardened cock onto your cunt. "Already wet?" he chuckles and nods off to Ghost. Your blood dripped down your neck, and Price was leaking it, leaving bite marks all over your neck and shoulder.

Once the two men stopped drinking from you, Ghost bends down, a knife on his hand whilst the other stroked his own cock. He forces your mouth open, his tip being slapped on your tongue. A knife gently tracing your chest. You squirm. "Shh, it's okay," he whispers and then makes you suck on his cock, his hips thrusting as you begin to gag. Soap watches this with delight, he moves closer and kisses Ghost. Price begins to finger you, his fingers deep inside as you try and move but get slapped either on your tits or thighs. "Don't you fucking move," he growls and then looks at Gaz. "Do it," Gaz says and then both of the men position your thighs far from the other. Gaz kisses your legs as Price positions his needy cock by your entrance, his tip circling your pulsating entrance. Your blood still leaking. The bite marks Price has left, will become definite scars.

Ghost strokes Soap's length and before he ever dared to cum, he stops and then slaps your face. The way your throat tightened around his cock, making him feel that much-needed release get closer. Gaz spreads some white powder down on your stomach, sniffing it up his nose and shaking his head with a grin. Soap moves down and sniff the powder as well, both men then look at the other and begin to touch each other. Your clit was rubbed by Gaz's fingers all as Soap kissed his neck.

Ghost continued to spread the knife over your chest, leaving small trails of your blood. He licks the cuts and smiles, "What a lovely dinner." You continue to gag, Ghost occasionally pulling out so you could breathe, then slamming his cock back inside your mouth. Your lips, like a perfect ring around his thick member. Price fucked himself into your pussy, which only made you moan more. Your blood was addictive to all these men. Out of all the men, Ghost and Price abused your body the most. They slapped and marked you all over, leaving marks for other vampires or just other men to see. At one point they all agreed to mark you as their complete property. A skull with fangs on your lower back now as proof of their ownership.

As Soap and Gaz drank blood from their glasses, they continued to either touch themselves as they watched you get completely destroyed by the thick cocks of their friends or touch each other. By some point, you began to get whipped, your body covered in bruises, red hand prints, cuts or bite marks. Once Ghost came in your mouth he pulled out and bit your neck, the artery leaking your blood, Gaz took this opportunity and drank from you as well. The room was filled with whimpers, begs, cries, moans and groans. Your eyes leaked tears, one's which was licked by Soap as he then trailed down to your tits. He nibbled on them like he had no other purpose.

Price's cum leaked from your cunt, he slapped it and then joined Soap, both men completely abusing your tits like there was no tomorrow. Once Ghost and Gaz were drunk on your blood, they made you get on all fours. Gaz behind whilst Soap took your throat. Ghost and Price say done, smoking and stroking themselves as they watched you take their mates. Soap choked you with his hands, making you gag and get teary pretty fast. Gaz slapped your ass, leaving his handprint on your already raw skin. You were forced by Soap to not look away from him, always to keep your eyes on him. "Look at you, what a dumb whore you are," Soap spit out which made Gaz grin. Your blood now leaking down to your chest.

Your eyes rolled back as they made you near your third orgasm. You wanted to tap out, your legs already shaking you, you were a blabbering mess but your body begged to be fucked to the extreme. "Just look at how easy we can make you cum," Gaz comments and slaps your ass again. You whimper only to have Soap slap your face and thrust himself into your mouth like an animal in heat. His thrusts so hard it would make your throat sore by the next day. Price has Ghost suck him off as he watched you get wrecked. This is what turned him on the most. No other human can make these men act this way like you and your body can. As more of Price's cum squirted hot into Ghost's mouth, he watched his two other mates cum at the same time inside of you.

Ghost sat up, watching as Gaz pressed the knife against your skin, ripping the layers of it and letting blood flow. He had a sadistic smile, he loved how you would whimper and beg for more. Knew you loved to be hurt by the blade. Your face was flushed, all your body was trying to calm itself down from the already multiple orgasms you received from either getting fingered or getting your holes used. Your legs shake and Soap lays you on your back.

"Not much a brat now are you?" he smirks as he recalls how bratty you were days before this orgy. He once more digs his fangs into your neck, and he sucks the blood, feeding himself for the next day or two. "Fuck you taste so sweet," he whispers and smiles. His thumb wipes the mascara-stained tears from your face and he kisses your forehead.

A/N: I know the homophobes will hate me for making them bi but fuck off we all needed this

Tags: @liyanahelena @anonymuslydumb @sharkssharkssharkssharks @yoursuicidalcupcake @ghostslillady @sleepydang @saoirse06 @hellnoname @karurururu @ghost-2513 @cheenutchutter4lyfe @airghostlyfox @greatstormcat @kuddelmuddell @unknownghoststhings @undercover-smutlover @luv69nina @welliah

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horniejunkie · 2 years

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The Vegetarian Betrayal || Sick Short

He hadn’t even noticed it. The whole thing had completely blind-sighted him. But how could he have foreseen such a brutal betrayal carried out by a mate he held so close.

But one day. He found out. He was in the kitchen as he had been many days before, making coffee like it was any other morning… but it wasn’t any other morning. It was a morning soon to be demolished by traitorous actions, carried out over the course of YEARS.

Simon hadn’t been cooking much since Mark had moved in a few years ago, he didn’t like to do the dishes so he often made Mark cook — they had a rule that whoever cooked was supposed to clean the dishes… They used to have it the opposite way, until Simon used almost every single dish they owned in their flat to cook dinner one night; just to make a statement.

But the blond was hungry now and Mark was at the record store -- probably stealing. Simon pulled out the bag of regular chicken nuggets to make a little snack… then… he notices the date…

TWO YEARS?? They’re two years expired??? But the chicken inside looked fine, good as new; it didn’t smell bad and Simon had already eaten some from the bag. That’s when he noticed… a receipt.

When Mark went shopping last night he left the receipt on the counter instead of tossing it. Simon checked the purchased items….

His blood ran cold. His hands shook. He couldn’t believe his eyes. No. It couldnae be. But as he looked at the items, he saw nothing else it could be. How long has this been gaein' on? Two years?

He stepped back and dropped the receipt.

Vegetarian chicken nuggets.

#sickrent #mark renton #simon/mark #simon david williamson #simon williamson #mark/simon #rentboy #rents #trainspotting #fanfic #short #drabble #fanficiton #fan fiction #sickboy #sick boy

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sen-art-acc · 4 months

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strolling through the meadows

#trainspotting #sickrent #mark renton #simon david williamson #simon williamson #sick boy #my art

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wikitpowers · 2 months

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what if sebastian morgenstern comes back from the dead in twp but he’s not evil or dangerous but instead he has green eyes and he protects clary and ash like his life depends on it

and imagine him seeing ash for the first time and being the father he never got to be because he was never given the chance

everybody say fuck u valentine