#off their hinges

[ghosts-cyphera]

╰﹒ price's wife = the wife of 141

warnings/content: 18+! 141 x fem!reader. dubcon: sex under the influence of alcohol, unprotected sex, blowjobs, anal, mentions of cum and spit, male masturbation ??? just... everything, really. buckle up, besties. mdni!

being price's cute little tradwife would mean that he'd share you with the rest of 141, too. it wasn't his plan at first: he had never thought of it until he had seen the way that they had all looked at you. 

gazes lingering on your frame for just a while too long. tongues wetting their lips as they towered over you, grinning as you laughed, soft and sweet, at something they'd said. your eyes sparkling, your glossed lips tugging into one of those smiles that filled the pit of price's stomach with butterflies each time he saw it on your features.

you knew how to make everyone around you feel special, no matter if you meant to do it or not. and slowly but surely, they all had begun to ask about you: about whether or not you'd be joining them for drinks that evening. about your plans for price's vacation. 

"takin' our lass somewhere warm?" johnny grinned, wetting his lips. "send us boys a postcard or a picture of our bonnie layin' on the beach, will ye?"

where price had expected to feel a touch of jealousy, he instead found himself feeling something so much deeper. excitement; burn at the thought of them enjoying you just as much as he did.

you were good, and sweet, and kind.

your love was endless and unconditional: the type of love that healed wounds one didn't know they had in the first place. your lips soft, your eyes twinkling, your touch nothing short of damn heaven: a woman like you made to be loved by so much more than just a single man. 

so why not four?

and after months of watching their need for you grow day by day, price gave in.

inviting you to dance with the boys in your living room. grinning, as he encouraged ghost to draw you into his lap: to let his fingers play with yours as you drank yourself silly, your husband handing you a new glass each time you downed the previous one.

price humming with warm agreement, as gaz pulled you to him and let his lips ghost a kiss on your forehead. so soft and gentle, careful to not scare you off. 

though his permission for them to touch you had not been explicit, they'd all known: had seen it in the way that he had looked at you and them, brow raised in his amusement.

help yourself to her, lads.

and so, they did. 

you were so drunk that your words were slightly slurring: eyes twinkling as the three men were suddenly all over you. his little wife so confused, yet so happy—you always were when you were drunk. so gullible, so easy to influence.

the drunken words of encouragement from their lips tangled together: their hands suddenly all over you, nearly impossible to keep track of.

it was ghost who called you our darlin', wasn't it?

soap who promised to be so gentle with you, not wanting to hurt their little lass. wanting to make sure that you could take it all.

gaz whose hands were kneading your hips, as his lips brushed against your earlobe. 'gonna fuck you so good, love.'

your gaze searched for that of price, yet all he did was raise an amused brow with a cigar hanging from his lips. lounging on the couch of your living room, cock pressing against the soft material of his pants.

be good, his eyes told you. make your husband proud, bunny.

and so you did. working so damn hard on your knees: the three greedy men taking their time with you as they fucked your throat in turns, grinning as they watched your mascara run down your pretty little cheeks. price's little wife exhausted yet glowing: eyes looking up at them as they slapped their cocks against your cheeks and watched you suck and lick on their balls, drops of precum messing up your pretty hair. 

so fucking good for them, weren't you?

price's good little wife. 

their sweet little slut.

though your thoughts were clouded from the alcohol rushing through your system, your body responded in all the ways that you knew made price proud of you. your thighs glimmering with your arousal, your lips parting in the warmest and softest of moans and gasps, as their hands palmed your throbbing cunt and tore off your panties and dress.

so greedy in the way that they forced your breasts on full display. mouths and hands attacking your sensitive nipples: low, rumbling laughs making you clench your thighs together, as you struggled to stay standing from the way that they were passing you between the three.

faster than you understood, you found yourself perched up on the coffee table. on your hands and knees, eyes aligned with those of price, as his hand moved to your lips.

"spit, sweetheart."

you did: your brows furrowing as price used your spit as lubricant, his hand moving to his cock as he laid back on the couch and touched himself.

touched himself to the sight of his squad mates going to fucking town with you. a cock—whose, you did not know nor did it matter—sliding into your drenched cunt, merciless in the way that it stretched you wide and open with a single snap of his hips. another one at your mouth, pressing against it: sliding in, impatient, as soon as you parted your lips. burying itself deep down your throat.

"keep your eyes open, bunny," price groaned, voice touched with dark amusement. "the boys wanna see you when they fuck you, don't they? wanna see what a damn good woman they've got."

the tip of johnny's cock pressed against your second hole, and your eyes widened from the realization. 

"it's not her first time," price chuckled, eyes never leaving yours. "she's never taken one in each hole, but she can handle it. can't you, love?"

your brows knitting, you nodded your head. no use in trying to talk with gaz's cock pushing deeper down your throat—his fingers tangling in your hair, as johnny pushed in. 

inch by inch as you focused on your breathing: your eyes locked with those of your husband. and you managed. of course you managed. you were price's good little wife, and his good little wife was made for taking three cocks simultaneously.

was made for pleasuring his friends, now fucking losing it on you. fucking into you as you moaned and mewled: as you came again and again, shaking and sobbing around them. covered in your own arousal and their cum, their spit, and your tears of sheer overwhelming pleasure.

and as they were finally done, it was clear to all five of you.

by then, you were no longer the wife of captain john price.

you were the sweet little wife of the entire 141.

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#what am I doing lmao? I'm logging off for the next three days. I'm off the hinges my loves. off the fucking hinges. #john price x reader #141 x reader #john soap mactavish x reader #simon ghost riley x reader #kyle gaz garrick x reader

[theminecraftbee]

help. iskall had to get mumbo to explain what "unhinged" means to him. because he didn't know that english word. and people keep calling him that this season,

#hermitcraft #iskall85 #THATS SO FUNNY. #iskall baffled: does it mean i have trouble opening up? since i am not a door with hinges? #mumbo: that's a really sweet interpretation but no it means the doors have blown off and you're crazy.

[clarkkentsprescription]

Big big fan of the League not knowing each others identities and in their daily lives Bruce Wayne does fuck Clark Kent because he's actually a really hot reporter and Brucie is a simple man but weird things happen over the course of this that by the end Bruce is like... I definitely just fucked Super Man didnt I

#clark takes bruce back to his apartment #cant find his keys so he just #rips the door off its hinges #bruce wayne #clark kent #batman #superman #superbat

[averagehermitcraftenjoyer]

once again entertained by the fact that people are saying ren hasnt been quite as yaoiful or whatever this season as if he didnt say, in front of everyone and god "id happily munch on a bit of iskall thigh" and proceed to go on to imply some interesting things about said thighs and how "nice" they were on the first. fucking. day.

like that alone was enough to fill his "weird-style bisexual" quota for at least a month. we all know what an insane double entendre that is. i dont care tht the original context was cannibalism.

#rendog #suggestive #hermitcraft 10 #hermitcraft #cannibalism ment #i fucking. guess. #calling it his 'weird-style bisexual' quota to differentiate from his regular 'weirdly bisexual' behavior #where the things he says are flirty (and possibly suggestive) but not necessarily ripping the doors off the hinges in the process

[apotato139]

Warning, loud audio !! Based on sly’s post lol

Time is weird, can’t believe this is a month old now. I really should try keep up with posting art here💥

#chonny jash #cccc #chonnys charming chaos compendium #chonny jash heart #chonny jash mind #mind did not mean to break the door off the hinges #he just hit it in the wrong place #(also the soles of his shoes are metal so that prolly didn’t help)

[gay-cripply-scientist]

#tbh creature #autism creature #me obliterating their door off it’s hinges #give me ur character analysis I am totally normal about this topic

[hockeyassforposterity]

Another fake riso portrait, this time it’s the light of my life Stuart Skinner (from a rare image in which he is not smiling)

#hockey art #edmonton oilers #stuart skinner #I had to hold off on posting this for a while in an effort to seem less like an unhinged stuart skinner fan #is it working? do I seem hinged? #he’s so happy and his moustache is so big #he’s just so fun to draw

[theblacktiecacti]

jay went to clown school. let’s talk about that

#art by me #jrwi riptide #jay ferin #i was drawing wherever the wind took me #and it took me to clown school jay #the best destination i could’ve hoped for #i feel like so much could be explored or expanded there in fanon #but i barely see anything #welp if there is none make some #sound off in the comments if you ever think about how jay rarely retracts into herself when faced with conflict #but instead goes to clown school or hitches a ride with the loserest boy she can find #and it’s the rare (and most impactful) moments when she responds differently #shutting down after the phone call with her grandmother #or blowing up after learning about lizzie and ava #or crying as she’s told to shoot her friend in the chest #but the every day conflict almost always gets humor as a response #which leads to very out of pocket moments but we love jay for it #oooooough jay ferin the way you express emotions is so important to meeeee #ALSO the fact that often it’s insult based humor or overly confident in self humor #let’s dissect that jay how do you relate to your friends in the hierarchical structure of the navy academy #did you feel like your humor had to subtly place you at the top? or you would not be enough? jay? #your relationship with kira hinges on fixing this structure by being better than it hm? let’s talk about that #let’s talk about how your life centered a lot around being the best even if not directly or intentionally #should i do a full analysis on this? #i kinda wanna do a full analysis on this

[jenna-louise-jamie]

real talk, yassen is insane for only sleeping 4 hours every 24 hours. baby that is not enough sleep. i know you're like peak health or whatever but that's only enough sleep to live, not thrive. how are you awake and alert everyday. whats wrong with you.

#i want to put him in a jar and shake him #i want to study him under a microscope #but for real adult humans need like a minimum of 7-9 hours of sleep to function properly #im not saying its not possible to live on 4 hours of sleep a day #but i am saying that i dont think the benefits outweigh the cons #maybe im just very defensive about getting a good amount of sleep everyday bc if i only slept 4 hours a day i would start biting people #and ripping doors off their hinges and punching holes into walls #i wanted to scream every time yassen mentioned he only sleeps 4 hours every night #russian roulette #yassen gregorovich #alex rider

[mercer-safehouse]

i had to grab these layers off individual doodle pages to compile them. I love him so much.

#bnha #bnha art #touya todoroki #todoroki touya #dabi #im not even going to ironically say i feel totally normal about him #im beyond that at this point. the hinges are off and i am thriving. #art

[squeakadeeks]

is anyone else haunted by the thought that at any given moment you could snap your laptop in half by forcing the screen backwards with your bare hands and in 0.2 seconds

#i think about this literally all the time #it would be so easy and so fast #its quick its easy its free #its snaping my laptop off its hinges #breaking it would be free but getting a new one would NOT

[bisonaari]

I hope he gets rid of everything he doesn't like about his career I hope that if he hates cha cha cha he never performs it again I hope that if he wants to fuck someone on stage he does I hope that he doesn't refrain to tell the media to eat shit I hope he can continue to be close to his audience if he wishe to I hope that if he decides to shave his head and burn all his green items he does without remorse

I never want to have to go to bed knowing that the guy who changed my life by being free is trapped in a situation he dislikes ever again

#käärijä #i'm 100% serious #his jokes were dark today so i hope he goes off his hinges completely and gets rid of everything that doesn't bring him joy #i love him so much

[mrghostrat]

hi its me the OG tradie au asker which first of all what a horrendous nom de plume but second of all and most importantly i am!! so horrified!! by your crowley eats vegemite out of the jar hc that im actually taking back everything no more aussiefication for you you ruined it!! /j

sorry tradie, you're tradie now

and you did this to yourself and you know it

#fuck its so much better than i remember #boutta knock some doors off hinges with my bare hands #maybe this will cure my covid #ask a rat #good omens aussiefication

[nerosdayinanime]

Restraining Order<3

bonus birthdayboy

#kny sabito #shinazugawa sanemi #sabito #sanemi #giyuu #loverboy sabito posting #neros art tag #i love sabito looking Deranged<3 dont be fooled by his prettyboy smile he can and Will fly off his hinges at a moments notice #sanemi has 2 restraining orders. tanjiro & this fuckass #two of the generally accepted sweetest/kindest people- one of them is actually a sweetheart and the other is a Fucking Liar #the only thing they have in common is hands rated E for Everyone- /especially/ tanjiro</3 #sabito is v proud of himself for going full Fuck It & biting him #tw blood

[supanuts]

it is day six of losing my mind over the peteway hand-holding, what came before, what came after, and what may or may not come later, and today i am thinking about the importance of touch.

or most importantly, of touch as a gesture.

because there's the touch itself, which as two enigmas with touch-based powers that are probably touch-starved for genuine consensual purposeful touch (thank you @marinacourage, i am never recovering from reading those words strung together in that order) is... already a lot. we can infer from what we've been shown/how deliberately they focus on it every time that both their powers work by touching people with their hands, which i imagine must be incredibly alienating for both of them, albeit for different reasons, but specially so for pete who (unlike way who also has to verbally issue a command) seems to need only to touch someone to invade the privacy of their mind even if he doesn't want to.

so, the act of touch alone is incredibly intimate for both of them.

once everything is out in the open, when they both know the other is an enigma and what his powers are, and way knows that pete has been using his power every time he touches him to read his mind, pete could just stop touching him. which is what he does at first.

but then there's my favourite part: both the intent and the manner of the touch. because pete withdraws, but not because he doesn't need or want to keep touching way; he does it because he was using his power surreptitiously, and now he doesn't need to.

pete reaches towards way again, and not only touches him: he slides his own hand in between way's and touches their palms together. pete is touching way, but he makes sure that way is touching him, too. and just like when he bared his neck earlier, pete is putting himself in way's hands, at way's mercy; he can read way's mind, but way can control him if he wants, either to make him back off or anything else. and way doesn't, nor does he draw back even if he looks at pete in surprise.

because pete is showing way he believes in him. he's telling him as much, saying "don't let obligation or fear make you not dare to decide to do the right thing. you are worth more than daddy says". saying "you always have a choice. you still have the right to choose, way".

but he's also telling him with his touch, with the palms of their hands resting together. "i see you", "you are not alone", "i'm here, and i believe in you", "your past sins will not drive me away. wounded hearts can still be cared for".

and also, because of how pete looks at way and because of how emotionally charged this moment is, i cannot help but think about the metaphor of "and palm to palm is holy palmers' kiss" in act 1, scene 5 of shakespeare's romeo and juliet; juliet's evocation of a palmer touching the hand of a saint's statue as an almost holy and transformative experience. a kiss with hands.

#pit babe #pit babe the series #peteway #ending this post with 'k bye' and fading into the shadows #personally i too would have been overwhelmed by emotion and would have turned toward the metaphorical light #just saying #this turned into something of a scene breakdown accidentally #i just wanted to scream about their palms touching #also the palm thing coming from romeo and juliet of all things is not relevant ok don't let that distract you #does this explain why it took me a whole hour to get through this scene on first watch? #because i was bouncing off the walls #also i'm listening to tiffany young's born again and would love to know what in the lee taemin is going on with all this religious imagery #me losing all my hinges: is this anything??

[sandypuggames]

You Are Quarantined With Adam Driver And He Is Insisting On Reading You His New Script

A solo play TTRPG where you play as Adam Driver's roommate during the early days of Quarrentine. He has a script he would like to read to you, and you must balance your feedback and avoid making things too awkward for the two of you. The movie is eventually made, and the final stage of the game is you finally telling Adam how you truly feel in a review, posted in the comments of the game itself. I heard you folks like movies that don't exist, here's some reviews for about 20 of them. https://sandypuggames.itch.io/adamdriverquarantined

#indie ttrpg #ttrpg design #adam driver #solo play #honestly i only picked adam cause it seemed like a funny name but a fairly significant number of people think SPG has a weird Adam Driver t #hing #i was just ripping off ettin tbh