Cecil Wulf

author, just not published yet. English major, Spanish minor. XXII/mdni the runt pfp by chris_sdd

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Masterlist:

Current work:

Novel excerpts

Other blurbs

Novel excerpts:

Part I

Part II

Other blurbs:

Resistance

Fear

Spurious

Clean Eleven

Your Wish

Pills:

Pill 1

Pill 2

Pill 3

Pill 4

Pill 5

Pill 6

Pill 7

Pill 8

Pill 9

Pill 10

Pill 11

Pill 12

Ghost:

Ghost Ignores You

Watching You

paint splatters

Bliss (When Cared) << established relationship

In Bed

Soap:

MacTavish

out of breath

Ghoap:

The New Bird

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Thought

"Is anger a reaction or an emotion?"

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thinking abt changing my username but idk to what

[sleepy-dino12]

paypal

patreon

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I just watched Project Hail Mary with my fiancé and our best friend……

omg……

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i ended up crocheting instead lol

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seeing all the yummy COD art circling around (and PHM).. I kinda wanna draw for once

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everytime I see gn! reader I read it as goodnight! reader and im always confused for roughly ~20-30secs until i remember what it means

[heckin-sleeby]

Simon says TAKE YOUR MEDS!

Do you take any kind of medicine? Even if it’s only an over the counter antacid or an antibiotic for that thing you’re fighting? Do you have a hard time remembering to take meds? Sometimes shit is hard to do. Sometimes it helps to have a blorbo with you to help you do the difficult things. Print this, set it as an alarm screen, eat it with your meds, whatever you gotta do. Just don’t repost it (reblogs are great!), use it to train AI, or remove my watermarks, please.

I’ve even got an ‘enter your own text’ version! If you need a higher resolution than Tumblr allows, I’ve got that, too!

Take your meds, mmm’kay?

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still in SHOCK thecheekyfly followed me back this is such a fever dream their stuff looks so freaking cool dude WHAT!!?!!

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it took like 1.5 hours or more but I did my own fake nails for the first time, curing, gel and all!

I’ve used the gel before, but I got clear almond nails this time

kinda messy but I’m in love tbh

I feel so girlypop 💅💄💋

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I refuse to post smut just so y’all know btw

fluff, angst, hurt comfort, enemies to lovers, found family..

things like that is mah jam

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My Contribution to Mermay 2026 With Ghost as an Orca!Mer and Soap as a Tiger Shark!Mer and the snail mer is inspired by @rawme-price lil Drabble art on Sea snails, they're enjoying the ride!

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can y’all tell I love Ghost or

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In Bed

not smut but rather melancholy uncertainty

You crawl into bed, one socked foot after another, and face the much bigger man.

“So…”

You start, and he waits, his eyes meeting yours in what appears to be ease and calmness. You wait for him to fill in the gap, but he doesn’t. So you continue,

“What now?”

“Hm?” He grunts, although his focused gaze on you tells you that he was paying close attention the whole time, no matter how he may pretend. You adjust the softer blanket on top over yourself, though careful to not take too much of the cover from him, in turn scooting closer to do so. After Way Too Long, he huffs,

“What now…. What?”

It sounds vague, but you think you know what he means.

“Like.. what do we do now? What’s the next step?”

He sighs his old man sigh (you know the one), rubbing a hand over his still masked face (in a sleep balaclava this time, simply black, worn, softer).

“Kid, you askin’ too many questions.”

You do not want to think about your.. feelings in being called that, so you store that away mentally to freak out about later.

You don’t know what to say, so you listen and lay there silently this time. Ghost doesn’t seem to be in any hurry to fill the silence. In fact, he seems more content that way, laying there in unfamiliar comfort, gazing at you like… well, like.. you’re not really sure what that look means, actually. You get curious,

“Is there something you want to say?”

His eyes glint in the slightest twinge of affection studying your face,

“Negative.”

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Bliss (When Cared)

self indulgent nonsense>>

You were… well! How could you even begin to describe how you ‘were’?

Things have been, needless to say, overwhelming and overstimulating. And you were - are burnt out. Beyond so: if you were the kindling, your remains were the ashes.

That’s how empty you were. So after a long, hard week of grueling work (whether it be physically, emotionally, or otherwise), once you got home from work, ate, joked around a little, you went into your room and begun to clean. Well, that didn’t last very long when you got distracted untangling yarn from cables and wires and vice versa.. which reminded you of a crochet project you left unfinished, which was-to-be a gift for your sibling. (If you have no siblings, boom, tell your mum I said congrats).

Working with small, stubborn skeins and a metal 3.75 crochet hook does a bit of a number on your fingers after a few hours, though, and you decide to take a break as you feel the draw to stay up all night to finish the work.

You know you will, absolutely will hyperfixate too hard if you let yourself and don’t pay close enough attention to your bodily needs…

It is at this point that not Ghost, but a certain S.R. checks up on you silently from the doorway, door slightly ajar. He peers in, observing your tense form on the bed.

Tense muscles, greasy hair, cramping fingers, but at least focused on something that wasn’t ‘work’ (but still work in a sense). Tired but not aware, dehydrated and yet not aware, hungry and still not aware! He usually wouldn’t intervene as you tend to bounce back (taking your meds the next day when you miss, drinking protein smoothies you make, coffee - wait that dehydrates you more - the occasional tea when you’re not feeling good…).

But something about you today, he sensed that you might appreciate a little assistance in support - in relaxation, if possible. He doesn’t know how to do that exactly, so he goes for what might work clinically.

With a, “right up, dove,” you squeal, as he picks you up with ease, and you drop your work on the blankets. Hopefully nothing unravels. You look around, confused and a bit disoriented once pulled out of your beginning flow state, as you’re sat up on the bathroom counter. You try to meekly (halfheartedly because you didn’t really care) fight him as he strips you down - not roughly despite his calluses, but with the gentle care and smoothened stroke of a lover.

He wordlessly starts your hot hot hot! tamale hot bath, and you slip in and sigh - and that’s when he knows he made the right decision. As he massages shampoo into your hair, a small smile quirks on his lips, and you are lost in his hazy wisp of bliss.

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little rant feel free to ignore

I haven’t written cod in a while.. sorry guys

I’m in the middle of quitting my shitty job for a hopefully better one & it’s hard to get inspired to write while I’m working on my last 2 weeks at this job. I literally passed out last night because I was so exhausted from the emotional strain lol

hopefully it’ll get better idk