Ghost:"whenever I'm mad at somebody I just remember that one day they will cease to exist and suddenly I'm in a better mood."
Price:"I said psych evals are coming up and that was your response?"
Dance đź’ž
MDNI 18+
mind is currently fuzzy and thinking about how god damn big simon is, and the struggles he would experience trying to fit his fat cock in your small cunt. “fuck luvie, need you stretched out just for me yeah?” his voice thick with arousal as his long fingers abused your cunt, completely slick and glistening as your cunt made the most lewd sounds from your soppy hole. “need my sweet girl all prepped for daddy yeah?” his gaze never leaving yours as you hiccuped, cheeks flushed with your hair stuck to your forehead, your legs bouncing as his fingers abused your cunt. it was adorable how you were making such a god damn mess and he hasn’t even fucked your cunt with his cock yet. god, he was going to ruin you.
once you were finally stretched out enough for simon’s liking, he gently rubbed his cock along your cunt, lubricating it with your arousal. “see this sweetheart? it’s gonna be deep inside you,” his cock messily rubbing around your cunt, his fat tip gently nudging inside you. “too big,” you whined as your face scrunched up from a slight burn from the stretch. simon let out a low tut, shaking his head as he watched a small bulge appear in your stomach, your cunt stretched out to accomodate to his size. “you can take it baby, but stretch,” he cooed as he slowly adjusted, “just a little bit more yeah?” his large calloused hands gently rubbing the sides of your body. a low hiss escaped his lips as you clenched around him, despite how you soaked his cock, your inner thighs glistening from your arousal alone, you gripped around him desperately, his cock barely fitting in. fully inside you as his fat tip nudged against your sweet spot.
simon’s ego swelled watching your small cunt squeeze him in, “you feel that baby?” his tone soft as he gently squeezed around the small bulge, “all for you.”
I learned to draw him now I put him in angsty situations đź«¶
I love butcher!Simon. I love weirdo!Simon. But I extra love weirdo!butcher!Simon. He's just so awkwardly precious.
Nothing is does is socially correct. Covered in blood some dates, following reader around with the cleaver before, during, and after they were together. The things he talks about, proudly referring to some cuts of meat by the animal's pet name ( "Joe's ribs were extra tender to cut into. Was a good clean cut, lots of blood though.")
But you're just smiles and sunshine, the whole "that's my man. Thank you to my man" sound. Anyone who was around to see the first kiss thought you were being attacked when they saw you being held against your will by this brute in the alley by his shop. Or, the first time reader and Simon had sex and the cops were called to your apartment cause your neighbors saw him enter your apartment and heard your cries later on. Somehow, even the proposal was strange. When you tell the story, you tell it with big grins and distant happy look, but the other couple you're on the double date with (Gaz and his bird maybe, or an old friend of reader's who was in town) are now anxiously watching the door and Simon, wondering how you could have ended up with this man.
It's true love.
c/w: somno, dub-con, blood, menstruation, period sex
I love the idea that butcher!simon’s wife is so super obsessed with him because he’s just such a strange guy. and she likes her men a little strange
everything he does is endearing to her, “funny” stories about how he comes home covered in blood and scares the everloving shit out of you. his blunt, uncomfortable humor always makes her giggle whilst everyone else looks on horrified
they just don’t understand how good he is to you :( he brings you a thick cut of of steak on the first day of your period and cooks it up proper for you. in exchange, however, you have you let him eat your pussy until his face is smeared with your blood.
or how he he makes you feel so safe and protected at night, wrapped you in those burly arms and squeezing you so tight. just don’t be upset when you wake up to your hand wrapped around his cock, his own hand forcing you to pump his shaft until he spills all over your fingers after only a few strokes :(
he’s just such a pathetic loser
ghost is the most talkative person soap knows. no one believes soap when he says that, but it’s true.
soap is usually the one to fill silence around others. it’s not because he just likes the sound of his voice that much, he just likes conversation. likes sharing things, bringing comfort to others in his cool, calm, collectedness.
when it’s just him and ghost, however? it’s often difficult for soap to get a word in edgewise.
and honestly, he loves that. he loves when ghost tells him about his day, about something he learned, about something he saw the other day. any thought that might cross ghost’s mind that he thinks soap might like to know, it’s shared. soap is never more content than when he gets to sit and listen to ghost, because hell, the man can talk, more than anyone else soap has ever encountered.
ghost is talkative. but unfortunately it seems that soap will never be able to convince anyone of that.
Dick, running into the kitchen one morning: "Clark! Bruce! Look! The tooth fairy left me a hundred dollars last night!" Clark, barely containing his shock: "Wow, that is... Great! Isn't that great, Bruce?" Bruce, equally perturbed: "Yes... That is... Great." Dick, running back out: "This is awesome! My mouth is full of the things!"
Clark, turning to Bruce once alone: "I know you're rich, but come on! A hundred dollars? I was lucky if I even got one." Bruce, burrowing his head in his hands: "I thought it was a dollar. I would have never given him a hundred, I didn't--" *Loud crashing sound following by pitiful wailing*
Alfred, walking in a few moments later holding a now sobbing Dick: "Sirs, I wish to inform you, Master Dick just jumped off the first floor banister yelling 'I'm going to be a millionaire'. I will call Dr Tompkins."
Dick, wailing loudly: "I didn't even loose another tooth!"
Alfred, raising an eyebrow at Bruce.
Bruce, holding up his hands: "I can explain."
Microwave. Sandersides soon, I'm just rotten about the 141 rn.
Have a Ghoap postm3 recover doodle as a reward.
ao3 turns 15 today
reblog if youre older than ao3
(there's a lot of people asking about this, but the legal age to use social media is 13, except in few countries. so yes, there are people here under 15)
Simon with a gross breeding kink not because he wants a family (though getting you full and round wld be fun eeeh) but because it's his foolish way of claiming you.
No one can deny you're his if you're so full of his cum you're practically leaking it out all day. And no one can deny his claim if he taints you with his horrible bloodline. No one would want you after knowing his seed has been there — when your insides are practically shaped like his cock.
Idk I think he is so shattered and broken that he would immediately associate cumming in you to forever tainting you and branding you.