iāve been starting to post more and more often,, so i thought a quick intro post was needed !
ā« you can call me ghost, or man, or gordon ?? if you really wish to ??? gen go crazy
ā« my pronouns are in my bio already,, but i use they/them !!
ā« iām 18+ yrs
ā« most of my blog is dedicated to redacted audio,, and my favs are gavin, lasko, guy, and a little bit of porter; tho i like writing for most of the channels characters (guy was the character that got me into this channel funny enough,, i had no clue what i was getting into)(but here we are now)
ā« obsessed with a ton of anime, manga, video games, drag, vocaloid, kpop, and music in general,, so you may see me make random references or even post abt different media once a blue moon; but hyperfixations are a bitch so weāll see
ā« if weāre lucky,, i hope to be posting a lot of writing and art when i can !! so iād be honored to see anyone stick around or enjoy my random thoughts loll
ā« my dni list is pretty basic, if youāre a respectful person without problematic beliefs (racism, homophobia, transphobia, ableism, pro-war/genocide of any kind, etc..) then youāre free to go wild ! tho i will also say, if you actively support ai, then please open your mind and educate yourself properly before interacting with my blog in any way. as an artist, i am very strongly against the usage of ai in creative/incredibly human fields, and i will always make my opinions on that very clear
I stumbled upon a post you made many many mos ago, so I'm just here to rant ig. āļø
I personally am not comfortable interacting with some lgbt+++ users on the platform because some are a bit too much. Like, I really dont mind how you present yourself into the world but dont cage me in your box, or dictate how I should perceive the world.
I literally get comments that oh character A is literally gay, why is your listener a woman? Why are you kisteners only women? Because I'm a woman, a straight woman, and I don't know or feel that character ABCDEFG is gay!
I respect and dont mind the queer characters. To each their own. But dont come at me, simply because Im straight like what?
omg just stfu ššš literally nobody gaf that ur uncomfortable about people being happy and in love with same gender or whatever like what
nobody cares that ur straight it's that ur in a GAY fandom avoiding GAYS
sound off the shit post alarm but i YEARN to see lincoln as nothing but a LOSER (in the good way)
i NEED to see him nerd out over whatās probably the cringiest shit. i need to see him even more awkward. i need to see him fumbling and stuttering over his words. i need to see him inexperienced. i need to see him act the opposite of what peopleād expect from him. i do not need conventionally attractive. i do not need another buff 6ā6 man. i do NOT need david or sam 2.0. computah please make this man pathetic i beg you computah
I might have lied. Last SamxDavid was not a one night stand. It happened again hehe
MDNI nsfw content below the cut
The second time barely differed from the first one. Everything started the same. One of them needed help, and the second could provide it.
Leaking sink. Or basin, as it turned out. In the bathroom upstairs, right next to the master bedroom, as Sam peeked through the cracked open door, bed made with military precision. David never sparked him as someone who would fit in a uniform of any sorts, but he had his sense of neatness and order that had to be admired. Even if only due to the dedication, which he always held up high, just like the rank of being an Alpha.
When he called him, Sam was out of the house. Some business, he said, one he would quickly finish in order to come by right after coming home. And he did, not even bothering to changing clothes or anything, going straight over to David's, keeping his promise.
As he knelt under the sink, a heavy wrench held in hand, bead of sweat on his temple while he tried to tighten the bolt, David could only stare, fingers playing with the rim of the cowboy hat which was put aside after stepping into the room.
Sam really was a man of a principle.
"There...it goes." his grunt made David squirm, stepping from one leg to another, deep exhale entering his lungs, eyelashes fluttering as he closed his eyes. Only for a moment, though, to not lose the precious sight in front of him.
"Should be fine now." To prove his words, he turned the tap on, water pouring in a steady stream, no visible leakage from the pipes. Washing his hands, long fingers massaging the soap suds into the skin thoroughly had David clear his throat. Those hands, so steady while his failed, sturdy enough to do what he couldn't.
"Thanks. I owe you big time."
"Don't mention it."
When Sam turned around to reach for a towel, a fleeting glance in the mirror settled on David fumbling with the hat, trying it on, smoothing the lone strands of hair on the side of his head that peeked underneath the rim. He raised his eyebrows, the process of drying hands suddenly slowed down, unnecessary and forgotten. But nothing was said out loud.
He only took a spot, sitting down on the edge of the bathtub, arms crossed on his chest, a shadow of a smile on his lips.
"Do you think you could check out...the downstairs one..." David's voice died down, slight tinge of shameful pink on his nose, when he saw Sam's stare on him, hand quickly reaching to take the hat off.
"Leave it." an order. Spoken in a tone so low that it didn't suit him at all, considering he was screaming the other one's name not even a week ago.
"Why?"
"It suits you."
"Does it?" Only a hum in response. In the same deep growl, one that made the man shudder. What was he thinking?
"Tell me pup..." Sam started speaking again, rolling his shoulders a bit, a flash of something greedy in his silver-red eyes. Greedy for something that David's mouth grew so wet for, saliva and heat pooling on his tongue and at the very bottom of his stomach.
"Do you know the rule?"
"What rule?"
"Wear the hat, ride the cowboy?" he didn't sound surprised at all. The heat grew into something worse, jeans suddenly strained.
"You really ought to be more careful with what you do, David." he almost sounded like he was chastising him, tone no longer teasing in a way he expected him to sound like. Entitled, like he saw right through him. And that, he did.
"Because, you see," Sam's tongue clicked in disapproval, maybe even disappointment. And David shuddered at the sound, his palms growing sweaty.
"Nothing was broken, as those things don't break so easily, not on the newly bought armature. And even if it did, you'd replace it on the warranty."
The room turned warmer. By few good degrees, at least.
"But you messed it up on purpose, didn't you? And called me to come over to check it out while you shamelessly stared at my ass the whole time, thinking I didn't notice a thing."
The vampire scoffed at his silence.
"It's almost like you planned the whole thing."
"Maybe I did." spoken too boldly, it only made Sam chuckle.
"Prove it."
David didn't need to be told twice to do something, always listening, always obedient.. That's how he was brought up, listen and respect what is being asked of you, especially when it's asked by someone older. Although the man in front of him did not look a day past 30, he was towering over him not only in age but also in height.
David was kneeling, right in front of him, on the small bathroom mat, hat still on, tipping slightly over his eyes.
Sam lifted the edge gently, one hand cupping his cheek, fingertips grazing the faint stubble, inching behind his ear painfully slow, tracing the jawline until he earned a short lived and embarrassing yip, quickly covered up by a cough.
"Give me one more sugar. Don't be so shy now." Another scratch made him pant, mouth opening, heavy tongue rolling out right onto the unzipped trousers, only the thin and strained cotton between him and what he wanted to get. To earn.
"Don't fight what's natural for you. I know you liked it." he did. So he whimpered again to please him, feeling the gentle stroke against the shell of his ear.
He was eager, almost too eager, much to Sam's surprise. He always took him as the dominant one, the one to take up the control and bark the orders, yet as his hand held him by the neck, pushing down gently, usually stiff shoulders suddenly lax and limp at the grip, he couldn't help but pride himself in taming the beast. In turning it into a mere lap dog.
The one who huffed and gagged on his cock, nose pressing into the pelvic bone so hard it could break, and the older man grunted above him, head thrown backwards at the pleasant warmth his mouth offered, senses tingling just enough.
"Calm...down, puppy." The effort doubled down instead of easing, hands bracing themselves on Sam's thick thighs, rim of the hat poking him in the stomach. The vampire hissed, a sudden graze of something sharp pulling him out of the heads pace that drowned in bliss, flash of pain making him arch right into the other one's throat, hitting a soft spot there.
"Your fangs, fuck, David." feeling them sharpening, he tugged him by the neck again, making him whine like a dog would, tongue swirling around, the sweetest of tortures. He pulled him off as abruptly as their situationship started, hand holding the alpha by his jaw, pointer wiping at the panting mouth, saliva making it glisten in the sunlight.
The menace who still knelt so still only smiled in return, hat tilted backwards to show his face fully from underneath the hat. One, teasingly slow lap of his tongue on the weeping tip that begged for release, and Sam could swear that he had never felt more tempted to shove him back on it, just like he did with him the previous time.
"Like a dog with a bone. Won't be done with it until it's licked clean, huh?"
DW YOUāRE NOT MISSING SOME BIG THINGšš porter and treasure are only one degree of separation from the pack rn (vincent and lovely) and considering theyāre growing closer, i would not be surprised if worlds start colliding
to this day angel has NO clue where davidās nickname for them came from. though they somehow never really thought to ask; they assumed it was just something he came up with out of nowhere.
but in reality: back when their relationship was just starting out and theyād only gone on a few (very successful) dates so far, angel invited david out as a plus one to a party their friend was throwing. somewhat.. questionable karaoke amongst a bunch of drunk idiots in their mid 20s had broken out, and david was almost starting to regret coming (or at least thatās what he wanted people to think).
but then this surprise of a human being he was never expecting to call his partner had gotten up on a little makeshift stage and sung their heart out, and the wiring of his brain had begun to reorganize itself, all out of his control. they were drunk, and giggly, and stumbling over their words; but that confidence, that smile, that joy in their voice did something to his heart he never would have expected. as dreadfully cheesy as it was, david knew in that moment that he would never let this memory slip away; and thatās when he knew that this was his angel. (no matter the vomit he had to clean up that night)
