#i ghost wrote this

[ayo-edebiri]

#stranger things #i ghost wrote this

[ghcstcd]

I don't think we talk about this enough. Terzo is out here, living his best queer coded villain life, reading the newspaper about himself, the "Mysterious Spectre," stealing electricity and power from oligarchies to fuel what ever devious plot he had coming.

There's so many au's and story potential for the fandom to rift off of here, just from one silly little scene on a music video. Like imagine, the satanic cult with their mysterious and powerful leader that's pretending to be a silly little music man, actually using dark occult magic and rituals to take fuel his secret agendas and mess with political leaders and powerful organizations. (oh wait, that's almost exactly the plot!)

Why aren't we playing with this more?!

#terzo emeritus #papa emeritus iii #the band ghost #i ghost wrote this #wake up sheeple! #this is what my art and brain thinks about constantly! #like if you wanna know why my art sometimes pops off it's because it's inspired by this concept! This is what I think about #when I'm drawing and writing

[dirtyjvconfessions]

Anonymous confesses: imagine telling Nny that he can't come to bed with you until he drops all of his knives. it would be like a strip search...your back would be turned and you would just hear *rustle rustle* *clink clink clink* until there's like 20 knives and other fun sharp objects on the floor...

...and he probably wouldn't be left wearing much else at that point, because i bet he hides all of his weapons on his body.

#dirtyjhonenvconfessions #confession #i ghost wrote this #I even want to add to this thought anon but alas #I remain mostly impartial

[evansbby]

lord, i thought i was team steve but i can’t be. i can’t be. i can’t betray my beloved ari. i don’t care if i can’t be his girlfriend, i’d rather be the first option and call he makes when sharon just isn’t performing as he wants..!

i’m still pissed off with him or whatever, but ari. my muscly hairy beefy daddy 🤤 ari levinson is my endgame.

I’m gonna be so fr right now…

I would rather be Ari’s disrespected side piece

Than be Steve’s girlfriend

😭😭😭😭

Look I love Steve, y’all know I love Steve but Ari is literally my daddy and he’s so big and beefy and hairy and handsome 😭😭😵‍💫😵‍💫

#anon #wg ask #I ghost wrote this

[hottest-fromsoft-monster]

definitely aldrich's cum would have chunks in it. not gonna stop me though i keep the pulp in

i was going to keep this one in the inbox but you guys have to see it as well

#asks #this is the stuff i am not allowed to say #thank you anon #i ghost wrote this #artorias himself could not pull me out of aldrich’s abyssussy

[notlyndsie]

#me #this is me #i ghost wrote this #aesthetics #coquette #it girl #pintrest #female manipulator #girlboss behavior #gaslight gatekeep girlboss

[dewybyul]

Hi Egg!

For your game: sweaters and other cozy clothing, cool and cloudy weather, mountains of books and journals piled in the corner of the room, cups of coffee in the morning, reading books by the window, writing in the middle of the night, driving around aimlessly on empty streets, browsing bookstores, creating baked goods + haikyuu

akaashi!!

#✉︎ you’ve got mail! #from: writingbymoonlight #are you me??? #i ghost wrote this #we would be such good friends #ˏˋgames! ´ˎ˗ #☆⋆⁺₊⋆ dewdles

[citylawns]

I'm churning out novels like Beat poetry on amphetamines  my boyfriend's in a band He plays guitar while I sing Lou Reed

#i ghost wrote this

[ghcstcdd]

Fuck people who don’t like the instrumental song Miasma. All my friends love miasma!

#Ghost (the person) posting about Ghost (the Band) #It's the perfect vibe!!!!!! #minute mark 2:58 I am VIBING OUT!!! #I am GROOVING! #ungrateful fools... #NOT ONLY THAT. BUT LIKE IT COMING BEFORE DANCE MACABRE??? THE PERFECT TRANSITION IN THE STORY! #LITERALLY RECALLING A MEMORY!!! #I ghost wrote this

[etapereine]

"how good does he look in that belgian champion jersey...it is a lovely looking jersey"

#i ghost wrote this #cycling lb #driekleur trikot my beloved

[ghcstcd]

Going to bed. Sneak peek of silly aethdew kissies. Tomorrow maybe expression practices with terzo? Leave suggestions for me to add to the list of facial expressions. Will allow suggestive prompts.

#good night <3 #if you see me online still no you don't I'm lurking and INSOMNIA is a beech #coreyvoss #i ghost wrote this #don't be too nasty with the prompts #nothing triggering you silly gamers

[dirtyjvconfessions]

Anonymous confesses: I don’t understand any people who write Nny as a top. That man is a bottom all the way. A little pillow princess. And he cries like a bitch while being railed.

#dirtyjhonenvconfessions #confession #I ghost wrote this #but me personally I think he's [redacted]

[d1sp4ru3]

#i ghost wrote this #Spotify

[sprout-fics]

Neighbors Alpha Ghost except he’s extremely polite for a man who is the biggest scariest alpha you’ve ever met. Alpha Ghost who’s lived beside you for years and has developed a rapport of trust with you, the sweet omega that lives next door. Ghost, who trusts you to watch over his place when he’s deployed and in return he helps you repair the various odds and ends in your place. Ghost who routinely asks you if you need anything from the store, and in return you give him baked sweets to take to base.

Ghost who’s gone for weeks at a time for work and you try not to entertain the idea that he may not come back, that one day you’ll wake up to your landlady emptying out his apartment and learning the hard way that you’ll never see him again. Ghost who always comes back, and feels a warm flush of fondness at the relief on your face when you see him again.

Ghost who once came home to find you cornered in the stairwell by an alpha you’d rejected, your face horrified at the things your would be suitor was snarling at you. Ghost who bodily hauled the smaller alpha down the stairs and threw him into the street with a snarled warning to never return, fangs bared beneath his mask. Ghost who returned to make sure you got home safe, and the next day helped you install a secure deadbolt for your safety.

Ghost who allowed himself a rare encounter that night when you hugged him in thanks, swallowing down tears and apologizing for the hassle. Ghost, who’s thought of the moment ever since, of how nice you smelled, how the feeling of you in his arms felt right.

Ghost, who hears you through the thin wall you two share a few weeks later, crying your eyes out. When you answer his gentle knock your face crumples. You confess that said rotten alpha showed up to your job and made a scene, and you were reluctantly let go because of the disturbance. Ghost, who for all his cold hearted demeanor and apathetic nature, feels only anger when you tell him this. Silently, Ghost vows to track down the fellow and discreetly ensure he’ll never hassle another omega again.

Ghost who stays at your request despite himself, allows you to put on old TV reruns and sniffle into his shoulder before you fall asleep there on the couch. Ghost, who’s instincts swell with pride at this omega who deems him safe enough to let into your den, to keep you safe while you rest against him.

Ghost who hears from you a week later, when you knock on his door embarrassed but standing strong with your fists clenched at your sides. Ghost, who is amused at your demeanor and listens as you tell him you have money for rent and groceries this month, but not for your suppressants. Ghost half expects you to ask for money, but is floored when you instead steel yourself and ask him to help you with your coming heat because you trust him. Ghost who freezes where he stands and finally tells you he’ll consider it, unable to shake your pleased smile for hours afterwards.

Ghost who sits on it for a few days, ignores the possessive, prowling thing in his chest as he weighs his options but agrees to help you. Ghost, who watches Price raise an eyebrow when he puts in for leave- his lieutenant who never seems to stop working, but approves it anyways. Ghost who researches what omegas need during heats, from nesting supplies to physical touch to…everything else and tries to remind himself it’s just a favor. It doesn’t mean anything, even if you asked him out of everyone else you know.

Ghost who gets a text on a lazy Sunday morning and is in your flat five minutes later willing but oddly nervous. He expects to find you in a state of debauchery but instead pads into your bedroom to find you curled under the covers sweating and glassy eyed, still coherent to smile and offer a weary thanks. Ghost who supplies a bag of scent laden clothes that has you curling into his familiar smell with a pleased whine. Ghost who tries his best at making you food while you arrange the clothes into a nest with sluggish limbs.

Ghost, who stiffly sits at your bedside and dabs at your sweaty brow, ignoring the flare of base instinct at the sweet, hypnotic smell of an omega in heat. His omega, his instincts purr. Just not yet. Ghost who cedes to your demands to cuddle, watching you go pliant and soft in his arms with a sigh, drinking in his scent as you drift off to sleep.

Ghost who wakes up hours later to you squirming and whining against him, panting and hazy eyed as the telltale scent of slick clouds his nose and draws an answering, primal growl from deep in his chest. Ghost who, with great restraint and gentleness works to prep you with large, calloused fingers, taking more time that he should just to make sure you’re ready. Ghost who firmly hushes your complaints and instead allows himself the selfish act of being completely involved in you, far beyond that of a clinical touch. Ghost who smears your tears of desperation with his thumb, murmurs a dark and heady “pretty omega” before finally, finally sinking into you.

Ghost, who maneuvers you as he pleases, watching the awareness fade from your eyes only to be replaced by heat-addled lust and your lips begging for more. Ghost who braces his full weight on you and rocks with slow, powerful motions that have you hiccup and writhe under him, pushing back onto his cock. Ghost who’s fangs pop out as he carefully refuses the instinct to bite the gland of the mewling, whimpering omega underneath him, but failing to restrain the instinctual growl of MINE that thunders in his chest.

Ghost who makes you come so slick dribbles down your thighs and you fist the sheets with a whimper of his name. Ghost who coos praises into your ear and grinds his cock into you so your eyes roll back into your head. Ghost who has you come twice more before he finally empties himself into you and silently feels the instinctual hope that it takes. Ghost who has no need to measure his stamina, ready to go again in minutes as you reach blindly for him, presenting oh so prettily for your alpha.

Ghost who takes all the time in the world for the days that follow, allowing himself to cave to the alpha instinct of providing, protecting, caring for the perfect little omega in his care. Ghost who watches you like shark as you fall asleep in the bath, sitting you in his lap after and making you eat before sinking you on his cock again. Ghost who coos at you as you go slack jawed and glassy eyed as he mounts you once more- ruining the sheets he just changed as you gush around him.

Ghost who wakes on the third day sore in all the best ways, noticing the way you cling to him like an octopus as you sleep. Ghost who pets at you fondly and noticed the scent of your heat finally ebbing away, blissfully shortened by his attentions. Ghost who watches your peaceful face and once more purrs happily at the thought that you’re his.

Ghost who can’t help but think about the next time he’s due to rut, about stretching you out on his knot and feeling the sensation of you clench down on him in climax. Ghost who reminds himself that it’s only one thing to look forward to, that courting is a careful process and that you deserve to be treated well in the duration of it. Ghost who now lays a palm on your scent gland and rumbles deep and primal, fulfilled at you being soaked in his scent, warding off any other alphas. Ghost who promises you and himself to do this right, to be the mate you need him to be.

Ghost who drifts back off thinking how beautiful his claiming bite might look against your throat.

#simon ghost riley x reader #simon riley x reader #simon ghost riley x you #simon ghost x reader #simon riley x you #omegaverse #a/b/o dynamics #drabbles #I wrote this last night on my phone in the ride home bc I couldn’t wait to get to my laptop #random but enjoy

[konigsblog]

riding simon riley...

cw: female reader, female anatomy.

mdni - 18+ - minors will be blocked.

the smell of simon's musk and cologne fills your nostrils, prominent in the air as you grind your wet cunt against his hard, thick boner. your slick pussy drools onto his stiff shaft, his burly arms behind his head as he smirks up at you, watching the effect he has on you. you're a fucking mess; slick, panting, and your breathing laboured and heavy. you roll your eyes to the back of your head, rubbing your clit in soft, soothing circles as you tighten your core.

you sit up, angling the head of his dick against your slit, to your tight hole. slowly, you ease down onto him, each inch of his lengthy cock sliding into your slicken pussy. you whimper quietly, simon quietly chuckles at you, pushing your hips down and thrusting up into you, a grin stained on his face as you begin bouncing. you rock your hips, bouncing onto his weeping dick and looking down at him breathlessly.

“go on, baby... play with you’r nipples, yeah?”

your moans come out stuttered and loud, eyes watering due to your growing orgasm as you bounce on his hard cock, toying with your hard, perky nipples. you ride him so well; taking his big cock perfectly just like he expects. he grunts out, groaning hoarsely at the pulsing sensation of your pussy around his dick, your cunt drooling onto him. “c’mon, takin’ me so well. let’s get faster, hmm?” he encourages, grinding up into you and working your hips down onto his lap.

you yelp out when you feel him push against your cervix, his pink tip rubbing at your cervix back and forth as you bounce faster onto him. looking down at him lustfully, you moan out, playing with your hardened nipples as your orgasm washes through you unexpectedly, walls tightening and spamming around him as you cum down his veiny dick, riding him weakly as your thighs tremble like jelly, unable to balance yourself as you become dizzy and fucked-out stupid. he breathes heavily, chuckling at the mess of you and squeezing your waist tightly, hard enough to leave dark bruises as he bucks his broad hips skywards into your hole once again, shooting strings of his potent load into your sopping pussy.

“did so well, darlin’...”

#orla speaks #simon ghost riley x reader #simon riley smut #simon ghost riley #simon riley #mw2 ghost #cod ghost #ghost call of duty #again im so tired and i dont like the way i wrote this 👎👎

[bluegiragi]

patience and indulgence.

early access + nsfw on patreon

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(hey i drew this comic in collaboration with the very talented author prettyunhinged, who wrote an amazing fic to go along with it!!! please leave a comment and kudos if u read it, it's so perfect >.< but also do look at the tags first lmao )

#i drew this comic based purely on vibes and asked nira for help on dialogue #and then she went and wrote an entire fic like im literally the luckiest person in the world <3 #ghost spends this comic sticking his tongue down soap's throat #and also. other areas #but yes erm this is genuinely the only page i can post onto tumblr without getting sniped #happy early valentines day!! #simon ghost riley #john soap mactavish #cod mw2 #ghostsoap #giragi art