#speaksghost

[dapperfvck-arc]

@speaksghost

     “I called you two days ago, you know why I’m here, and yet you couldn’t bother to at least attempt to be sober?”

[voieura]

          he  has  been  staring  at  the  smith - moore  mountain  for  twenty  minutes, she doesn’t blame him though  ----  it’s far more imposing than the mountain to the south. it’s less safe and more gory in it’s history. it’s an omen of bad things. a monument to the wretched of this town.  ❛  you  know  the  diner’s  got  a  good  view  of  the  place  and  some  decent  food,  yeah?  ❜  ruby pipes up a few feet away, her hands clutched in front of herself as her eyes watch him carefully.  ❛  did  you  lose  someone?  ❜  //  @speaksghost: sc.

[fizve-blog]

fizve answers ;

speaksghost: "Toxic masculinity ruins the party again."

                 five turns to look at klaus with knitted brows. upstairs, the door to luther’s room slams hard enough to resonate down the hall.   ❝ that’s a bit harsh, ❞   he says. passive disapproval. eyebrows lift, his look says oh well and it is what it is.   ❝ but not untrue, i suppose. he is being a little overly dramatic. ❞

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[tcmbstoned]

@speaksghost | UNKNOWN.

        NAILS TAP AGAINST THE counter with a bit of frustration stuck in his brows, tightened together on his forehead.  ❝ Is it just me or is this music made to unsettle you? ❞  The sound was digging into him, too cheerful for his own liking.  ❝ I swear to hell if I hear another chime go off I think I might just stab every single speaker in this place. ❞  

[dapperfvck-arc]

@speaksghost​ wants things to get a little spicy for a NSFW prompt [ EYES ] your muse making mine look them in the eyes during.

     He supposed it wasn’t every bloke’s cuppa to be shagged by a guy in a frock, but John was extremely flexible in more ways than one. Klaus did love his skirts in the summer. Less restrictive than trousers on hot days, but who was to say women had to bogard all the easy access. 

     Even being fucked, John still had big top energy, as the kids would say. Bossy, mouthy, it was exceedingly rare that he didn’t run the show even with Klaus’s skirt bunched up around his narrow waist and John straddling him on the couch. He knew Klaus didn’t mind if John was in a rare, impatient mood. John thought he sometimes preferred it hard and fast, but perhaps that had less to do with anything more than being afforded the ability to just feel rather than the luxury of experiencing things during sex like real human emotions.  

     John could never quite escape the craving of intimacy. even as he ground his hips down just this side of roughly, he couldn’t be totally satisfied with Klaus’s pleasured expression. His eyes were closed, he could anyone. Even if he knew it wasn’t true for him, some possessive urge, rare but intense, gripped him. John tangled fingers in Klaus’s hair, tugging just enough to get his attention, to force his eyes open. John grinned as their eyes met, loving that look. The widened pupils and glittering irises, a bit glassy with arousal.

      “That’s a good lad,” John hummed softly. “Jus’ stay with us now, luv. Let me see all o’ ye.”

[cupidquinn-moved]

@speaksghost​ hit that ❤💋

     “Are you okay?” He did not look okay, but what did she know about stability? Debatable, really.

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@speaksghost​ liked for a starter ! 

It takes her a minute to realize who he was. She doesn’t have the liberty of recognizing his features from their childhood, she hasn’t seen a face since she lost her sight all those years ago. “...Klaus? “ 

[goodpeopledie]

@speaksghost​ said:  "You ate all my chips."

❝Take a moment to think about that sentence.❞ He said, slightly annoyed by the accusation. ❝Do I eat food? You ate them yourself, probably. I’m dead. I can’t enjoy food, even if I wanted to.❞ He pointed out. 

❝I would have eaten them if I could. But, you don’t exactly keep me tangible, either so I literally can’t.❞