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writers and artists will go "this isn't good enough." my brother in christ, you're creating something new out of nothing and expressing yourself creatively. your productivity and unrealistic standards of perfection do not define you or the worth of your art. you're doing great.

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Bear!Price pt 5

(There was someone who asked for it as well but I accidently deleted it so sorry!!)

Price was nervous. Price was never nervous. He'd been shot at. Stabbed. Nearly exploded. Never once was John Price this type of nervous.

He stood outside the store, waiting for you to finish your shift. He had to remind himself this was specifically not a date and simply trying to protect you. He tried to not be a selfish man. He tried.

You come out, turning back around to lock the door behind you before you turn to him, that smile lighting up his world once again..

“Hey, John,” You speak almost as if you weren’t expecting him to be there. As if he was going to let you down. You walk towards him, a slight hop in your step, “Ready for me to take you down?” You playfully poke at him.

Price couldn’t help but chuckle, “Be careful what you wish for, honey.” He winks, trying to put all the charm he can to impress you. “I figured we can go up the mountain and practice there.”

“Well… what if we went to your place?” There was a sultry tone in your voice that made Price nearly rumble. Back to the den. Price bit the inside of his cheek

He tries to hesitate to take you up on the offer, “Sure, only if you want.”

You walk towards him, a sway in your step that had him hypnotized, those eyes stealing his heart, “Do you mind driving?” You bat those puppy eyes and chuckle, “I’m bad at directions. It would be easier, don’t you think?”

John Price is wrapped around your finger.

And you knew it.

masterlist ->

I know this is a shorter one but good things come in small packages 😋

@poisonedsultana

#captain price smut #captain john price #bear!price #vnardshoard #john price

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Re-watched ABC's Scrubs again and my o my

Part of the beauty of their characters is because they look so real.

Scrubs is known as the most accurate medical drama depiction. I've only been working in healthcare for about 18 months and it is spot on.

Also, the soundtrack is something worth to be revered. No one makes theme songs for shows anymore and it shows.

The first season characters are rough and debrisive. Because that's how people are. They are rough and they are scary until you integrate your life with theirs. This is one of the best depictions within visual media in the aught

Do all the jokes hold up well? Absolutely. Not, but that's not the point. The point is, it's honest.

It's real.

Working in healthcare means learning how to keep secrets.

It means when you get the opportunity, to be honest.

It's so freeing.

I want to be brutally honest with you not to scare you.

Not to hurt you, I just need you to know.

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here me out

Simon Riley and John Price sharing

"she feels heavanly, Captn."

"My good girl knows how to make me feel good, right sweetheart?."

"Poor baby, havin only her fingers to make herself cum. Why don't we help, darling?"

"Can we help make you cum, love?" "We'll make this pretty pussy feel so good I promise."

"Don't tease her, Si. Give our good girl what she wants, she's waited so patiently~"

"Is that the spot, love? Is that the spot that's gonna make you cum?"

"Good girl! Such a good girl for me, isn't she Simon?"

#vnardshoard #captain john price #simon ghost riley #john price smut #ghost smut

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I started rewatching House MD (2004) and do a media analysis on like I did with my scrubs series and I know I put somewhere around the place but I CANT FIND THEM 😫😫

If I've posted something somewhere about it, pls let me know bc I'm still learning this platform and COULD HAVE SWORN I wrote about the first two episodes

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You try to look towards Gaz for guidance, but he has that same leer Soap had. Teasing.

Soap takes the lighter from Gaz and begins to light up the end “Go on, love. Don’t tell us you’ve never had a bit of fun before, hm?”. Gaz steps close behind you, the whisky on his breath tickling your ear.

Soap takes a hit and steps to you, tapping your chin up. Maybe it was the drinks you had earlier, or maybe you just wanted to do something bad. Risky.

He shares his hit with you, your lips coming together in the firm playfulness that is Johnny. He sneaks one more peck before he’s moving back and you’re finally able to catch your breath. You cough from the smoke, your lungs burning for a moment as the fresh air takes over.

Twin laughter surrounds you, a bit mean; a bit taunting. “I guess, our princess will need some help loosening up.” The lightheadedness starts quickly, a low tolerance and potent strand moving quickly.

soap is totally one to blow joint smoke along your nice puffy wet pussy lips as a tease while Gaz plays with your nipples behind you

Look at the princess, so sesnsitive..." gaz teases, his fingertips lazily grazing over your nipples.

"don't gotta worry about cotton mouth when I have such a wet pussy in front of me." he dips his tongue in as he passes the joint to Gaz.

"God baby you feel fantastic...." kyle ruts into your lower back, the sizzle of frictions adding up to a pleasant buzz as he takes another hit.

Johnny brings a finger up and pushes lightly against your hole, teasing the edges

"where's the lighter?"

"against her clit, give her a minute, she's sooo close." the rub of the plastic and his cock begins to flutter of your walls again for the nth time tonight.

When Soap sinks his cock in you, he groans. the pressure of both their bodies against yours, grinding against you in beautiful tandem.

Gaz nibbles against your ear as he murmers the highest of praises

#puzzle #tw drugs #weed #there's more

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i must confess

i have been imaging a lot of price and ghost scenes where it is in fact Simon doing the fucking while Price is cooing at you

i am not ashamed

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okay but John Price and Simon Riley as vampires but they feed through orgasms instead of blood

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giggly and stumbly you make your way over to him and he plays dumb, letting you flaunt yourself at him with that wonderful figure. You slip a finger in his belt loop as a challenge. "You sure, doll?"

It doesn't take him long to push you into one of the club bathrooms, locking the door and placing you on the sink counter as he devours your lips.

giving bouncer vibes. either at a regular dance club, where you and your friends show up so often that the moment he sees you, he just lets y'all pass. he'll chuckle when you snake your finger into his belt loop, tugging it as you purr out your gratitude. he'll definitely stop you next time, gripping your wrist with his callused hand. "playin' a dangerous game, love."

or a strip club, where he's thrown out so many clients for you that he doesn't bat an eye when you run up to him with your cunt on full display. "is it tha' guy again? told laswell lettin' him back in was a mistake. i'll take care of it, love."

phew!

#THE BELT LOOPS #DEAR GOD #THE BELT LOOOPS

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Sooo...

I'm doing some re-organizing and got some things coming down the pipeline. Some new stuff, some old stuff. Hopefully things you all can enjoy and interact with while I work on the bigger stuff

I'm coming out of my busy season at work so the writing may begin

ta ta

masterlist

#vnardshoard

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You, Soap, and Gaz wave goodbye to the superior officers after a long night at the bar. You aren’t far behind them, but, Soap stops. “Ye’ wanna keep the night going?”

Gaz seemed to pick up on something you were unaware of. “What’d you have in mind, mate?” Soap winked at you, but didn’t answer. No one seemed to mind.

After walking a few more blocks, Soap finally spoke, “In ‘ere.” You let Kyle lead the rear as you made your way down a dirty alleyway. You trusted the boys with your life, even as tipsy as you were. But you let them guide you without restraint. “Was able to snag this, when the cap’ wasn’t looking.” Soap pulled out a joint from his pocket, willing his eyebrows in excitement.

“Nice, mate! I could use a load off.” Kyle reached into his pocket and revealed his lighter.

You try not to be naïve, but ask anyway, “Is that weed?” your voice is a whisper, as if too nervous to get caught.

Soap laughs boisterously. You scan the area, waiting for someone to catch you all. “Don’t tell me ye’ve never had a little joint before, have ye’?”

soap is totally one to blow joint smoke along your nice puffy wet pussy lips as a tease while Gaz plays with your nipples behind you

Look at the princess, so sesnsitive..." gaz teases, his fingertips lazily grazing over your nipples.

"don't gotta worry about cotton mouth when I have such a wet pussy in front of me." he dips his tongue in as he passes the joint to Gaz.

"God baby you feel fantastic...." kyle ruts into your lower back, the sizzle of frictions adding up to a pleasant buzz as he takes another hit.

Johnny brings a finger up and pushes lightly against your hole, teasing the edges

"where's the lighter?"

"against her clit, give her a minute, she's sooo close." the rub of the plastic and his cock begins to flutter of your walls again for the nth time tonight.

When Soap sinks his cock in you, he groans. the pressure of both their bodies against yours, grinding against you in beautiful tandem.

Gaz nibbles against your ear as he murmers the highest of praises

#kyle gaz garrick #john soap mactavish #tw drugs #weed #don't mind me just rambling

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uggh men

how nasty they are when they bully their cock into your hole on the subway. taking you whenever they want

you go to the gym to workout? you are their workout

heavy hip thrusts as the next in line holds your body up to be fucked. stretched and tested. you're only there to feel good and you're doing such a good job

#rambling into the void #idk what you want from me here

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JOHN PRICE.

"How dare you disobey me!" Your captain's voice booms in the office, not caring who heard you getting your ass chewed out.

Spread over his lap, ass displayed to him he brings down another slap. "Stupid, girl! Why don't you listen?" Another series of smacks reign across your ass, the heat searing off your skin.

"Only good girls get to cum and you haven't been a good girl now, have you?"

Your puffy lips throbbing in time with your heart beat, begging for mercy, begging for more

"Shouldn't even have to..."

Price bullying his cock in your hole at a punishing pace. "Bad girls don't get to cum."

A mantra he repeats as he floods you over and over

#vnardshoard #john price smut #john price

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Mafia!141 part 4? ❤️🐀

pssst

#mafia!141 #mafia x reader #mafia!au

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Mafia141 p.4

The boys react quickly, like they’re trained to do. You don't.

Ghost is able to tackle you to the ground before bullets start flying through the windows.

The sound of gunfire and glass shatters the peace, a familiar ringing to everyone but you. One moment you're focused on not spilling anything, now, with the mugs shattered on the floor, a heavy weight on top of you, and loud shots piercing in the air, you felt like you couldn't breathe.

The bullets seemed endless, embedding themselves in the walls and booths. Another body covered you, keeping your face pressed to the floor. There was crying. It’s coming from you.

After what felt like minutes, the shooting stopped.

Silence followed.

“Sit rep.”

The body above you finally lets you lift your head. You look around to see the diner in carnage. The plush in the booths were torn and shredded, some of the stuffing still hovering in the air. Everything glass on the counter were shattered. The cold wind came in through the broken windows.

“Good here.” A voice broke through the ringing in your ears.

“Johnny?”

“A'm right here.” He grumbled. There was a string of words that sounded like cursing.

Your heart is still pounding like a mallet as the boys around you began to get up.

You were being moved before you could even realize it. You were being lifted in the air and back on your feet like you weighed nothing before you could get your bearings. Simon’s eyes scanned you over as you were finally able to start moving your tongue again “W-what-“

“Gaz, secure the perimeter.” Movement followed his orders,  one of your “customers” move to Simon's order. Your confusion is hard to hide. “Go get your stuff. We’re leaving.” You look around at the two remaining men left in the diner; Simon, his hand on your back, keeping you steady and Johnny, the Scottish man with a Mohawk and his white dress shirt bleeding across his peck.

“You’re hurt.”

Both men looked to where you pointed, Johnny grumbled under his breath, “Fuckers ruined my new shirt.” He poked at the blood, some coming off his hand as he examined it.

Something about seeing him bleeding shocks you back to life, “T-the first aid kit is in the back. I can-" you move to go retrieve it.

Johnny caresses your shoulder “It’s alright, little bird, it’s just a scratch. I’ll be fine.” The vibrant blue in his eyes holds a boyish joy to them. “But I’ll never say no to you.” He winks.

The sudden flirtatious attitude from Johnny was whiplash compared to the carnage that surrounded you. “Not now, Johnny.” Simon scolded. It didn’t look like Johnny was sorry, “I gotta tell Price the meeting’s a bust.” He slides his phone out, trying how to not pissed the boss of about this. “Make sure she gets her stuff.” He was at least going to grant you that before bringing you into the mess that is tonight.

Johnny salutes, trying to break under the primal fear of the past few minutes that consumes you into being paralyzed in the moment. With Ghost and Gaz gone, it’s up to Johnny to keep you calm enough to not go into shock. His chest puffs up a bit, being given the opportunity to keep you safe and calm, but it’s not the time. “Actually, birdie,” Your eyes finally meet his, “I could use that first aid kit. Could you get it for me?”

A task. Something to help you move forward. You nod soundlessly and gave yourself a moment to calm your shaking hands, your barely controlled breathing.

First aid kit.

You enter the back of the room and head to the office where your stuff is. You’re mind is still a blank with static before you have a chance to realize you’re not alone.

Another weight, this time less gentle, slams you against the frozen storage and pins you there. The wind is knocked out of you as a body twice the size of you, unable to scream or cry in pain. “No one mentioned there would be a reward.” The stranger leered.

You try to speak again, but there’s a third body knocked into you. Your head is slammed against the door and everything hurts. You fall to the floor, no longer pinned against the cold door. Regardless, the world still spins.

You hear a struggle and the few moments of clarity you can get shows that Johnny is grappling with on the floor outside the office, his opponent in a headlock. The other man throws an elbow that connects and his grip falters, allowing him to get the upper hand.

The strange man swings again, this time an elbow to Johnny’s nose knocks off his balance, “You fucker!” He growls.

The larger man is able to tower over Johnny, taunting. You are so paralyzed in fear when you spot the shine of a barrel coming out.

A shot rings out. There’s yelling

When you open your eyes again,  the body that was towering over Soap was toppling over, dead weight. The blood pouring out of the hole in his skull a shocking horror to you. You finally start to scream.

The darker skinned man came forward in your field of view, “You’re okay, princess, you don’t need to be scared.” Too late. You slip out of consciousness.

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#simon ghost riley #john soap mactavish #john price #kyle gaz garrick #cod #mafia!au #mafia!141 #poly 141 #mafia x reader