Jay 💀🧼

@hibiren

30 \ ♒♂️🏳️‍🌈💍 \ writer, gamer, knitter \ human-shaped egg carton \ ghost team \ monsters & AUs \ 🔞🔃 Tags: #hibirenwrites #ghostsoap Events: Fantasy GhostSoap AU Weekend & Bottom Ghost Week find me on ao3!

58 Folgt260 Follower1.635 Posts

Bluesky

gamer gay trans

Ist das dein Profil?Übernimm es — dann gehört dir hibiren.dirty.social.Profil übernehmen

Jay 💀🧼@hibiren· Jun 15

VERY excited for bottom ghost week if you couldn't tell--here's another taste of some of the good stuff I'm cooking up for it >;] Simon's Having A Time at the dungeon rp night (by the time I'm done with this wip it'll probably be like ~7k ooooooops) #nsfw #hibirenwrites #ghostsoap #priceghost

(nsfw text)

“I didn’t bring him here to fuck ye,” John snarled.

“And I didn’t invite both of you to my dungeon just to stand here and watch. Unless you want to find yourself on my menu tonight, John, you’ll let me have my turn with him. For old times’ sake, I miss my sweet little troublemaker.” Price unfastened the clip holding the hank of rope at his hip and dangled it temptingly in front of Tav. “I’ll do you a favor and tie him down to the desk myself. Hell, since I’m such a gracious host, I’ll even let you go first. But Simon’s mouth is all mine tonight. Touch his face and you’ll be tied up on that desk right next to your cheeky brat. Tell me, son, how do you feel about golden showers? Because I see a nice hot one in your future if you dare to fight me dirty. Let’s be civil about this.”

John clenched his fists and paced a circle around the desk—Price never once broke eye contact or risked showing his back, angling his body with every step while he expertly wrapped Simon in rope like a kinky little present, trapping him against the table. Tav punched the chalkboard after finishing his circuit and then hissed out a slow, deep sigh. Simon flinched as the impact rattled all the way down to the desk and fresh sparks lit up his bruised behind.

Eventually, Tav managed to find his words, but he forced them out like he was trying, and failing, to keep his anger in check: “Shut up. Just shut up. Fine. Alright. Fine, if ye want a bloody competition I’ll show ye who’s in charge here.”

Jay 💀🧼@hibiren· Jun 8

things (nsfw) are happening >:] I'm very excited for the next few months of ghostsoap events and ficwriting hehehehe I love my 09 boys, I feel like they deserve more love tbh #hibirenwrites #ghostsoap

(nsfw text)

The second the door closed and locked behind him, John yanked Simon backward toward his couch, bent him forward over the armrest, and flipped his skirt up to give him two firm, very firm, swats on his pink panty-clad buttocks. Simon struggled and yelped, but John had both arms pinned behind his back so all Simon could do was curse and kick his feet, which sent his loafers flying across the room.

“That’s one hell of a greeting—ow! Fuck!”

“That’s fer forgettin’ we had plans tonight,” John said, then pulled the panties down to Simon’s thighs and added a third and fourth blow, one to each cheek hard enough to leave a solid handprint, “And this is fer callin’ me old! Christ, Si, I’m forty, not ancient.”

Jay 💀🧼@hibiren· May 26

A little more of the "should've been yours" second chapter wip because I wasn't able to finish it by the weekend but I'm still working on it 💜 #hibirenwrites #ghostsoap enjoy the 09 💀🧼 spice y'all 🤤🔥✨ I'm indulging all the mpreg/eggpreg this month~

“You were all talk a minute ago. What happened?” Soap teased his touch low, soothed his fingers over Simon’s slicked-up clit. He ventured lower and let out an impressed hum when his fingers traced the spread around the curve of another egg as Simon’s body worked it free. “Stretched so wide for me. So beautiful. Like you were made for this.”

The shell fit snug beneath Soap’s fingers, a perfect match to the slope of his cupped hand. With a shiver, Ghost took a deep breath and closed his eyes as his body tensed again.

“Why are these eggs so goddamned big,” cursed Simon, finally yanking his hands away from the sheets to clutch at his quaking belly. “Fucking hell—ah! Shit, shit—”

“Push, love. It’s almost out. You’re doing so good for me.” John caught Simon’s clit between his fingers and slowly stroked back and forth, teasing the spread of stretched flesh with each motion. Simon’s thighs jumped and John squeezed his leg tight, leaving Simon to helplessly grind his hips into the touch to seek out more friction. “That’s it. Just like that. Move with me, sweetheart.”

“John—I… it’s… t-too big, I c-can’t…!”

“Aye, you can. And you will.” To encourage Ghost, to edge him just a little closer, Soap whispered to him, his breath hot and close and his words heavy with need, “Just let go.” He pinched Simon’s swollen clit and tugged hard.

Jay 💀🧼@hibiren· May 24

A little snippet of chapter 2's eggie wip while I'm enjoying the long weekend off ✨🔥✨ #hibirenwrites #ghostsoap

“A distraction might help,” John suggested as his touch trailed away, squeezing Simon’s shoulder before settling lower over his chest, palm flat and fingers splayed over one of Simon’s nipples. “If I get you off, then you won’t be thinking about the pain.”

“You honestly think I can—” Simon hissed as his stomach tensed through another contraction, “—if you seriously think you can make me cum right now, you’re—”

“—Absolutely correct?” John hummed with a knowing smirk as he pushed his fingers together, flicking Simon’s nipple back and forth and earning a delicious non-pained groan for his effort. “Aye, I know you well enough to know you’re a raging masochist. We just have to get your body thinkin’ this is the good kind of pain. Right? Shouldn’t be too hard.”

Simon’s clit pulsed reactively at the words, and no amount of squirming attempted to cover it would hide his obvious arousal. “Yeah, yeah, you got me. I’m a freak. But just because I’m a freak doesn’t mean I—aah—signed up for whatever-the-fuck this is…”

“Oh, I didn’t say that,” Soap bantered back, pushing himself up next to Ghost on the narrow mattress so he could hook one leg over Simon’s thigh and help keep his legs spread. “Remember what I promised you earlier, dove. Once this is over, I’ll breed you proper. Then it’ll be my babies inside you. Won’t that be so much better?”

Jay 💀🧼@hibiren· May 20

Another preview of the octomer Ghost au! 🥰 Hoping to post it soon if I can stop being indecisive and making last minute edits haha #hibirenwrites #ghostsoap

Ghost’s face contorted briefly and Johnny swore out a gasp when the octomer’s belly abruptly jolted. He squeezed tight around Johnny’s cock at the same time, and a jet of dark fluid spurted out from where they were joined. Dark ink gradually seeped out into the water. Ghost’s pained grimace turned upward into a helpless smirk and accompanied a shrug as he spoke with faint laughter in his words, “Guess my body has… other plans.”

“Oh?”

“My eggs. They’re coming out. Right now.”

“Right now?” Johnny blurted, mildly panicked as he attempted to sit upright and move Ghost back into the water.

“Yes, right now.” Despite the pain straining his voice, Ghost was remarkably calm about it.

“Tell me how to help ye, Ghost.” The tip of a tentacle wrapped around Johnny’s fingers and squeezed, and Johnny squeezed back. “What do ye need from me?”

Jay 💀🧼@hibiren· May 8

a preview for y'all <3 since I've been working on this draft for a bit and I'm reeeeeeally excited to share it soon >:] octomer!ghost is gonna ride Johnny within an inch of his life, I had so much fun writing that 🤤🤤🤤🤤 I love demanding (virgin 😉😏) bottom Ghost sm #ghostsoap #hibirenwrites #mermay

[dark background, white text]

“You’ve been wondering for a long time, Johnny. Come find your answers.” Ghost settled a palm over Johnny’s heart, and with a gentle nudge pressed him flat against the ground. His touch brushed the light dusting of dark curls that speckled Johnny’s tanned chest. Ghost balanced carefully and let Johnny guide him downward, sinking slowly and perfectly until he was fully seated on Johnny’s lap.

Ghost gripped Johnny perfectly, swallowed his cock like he belonged inside, like a missing piece settled back into its proper place. The growl that Ghost let out was deliciously possessive, and Johnny clung to Ghost’s hips for dear life the second he felt those powerful tentacles start to edge the octomer’s body upward again, setting a steady pace. He rode Johnny like a wave; Johnny watched Ghost like a man adrift, with Ghost as his beacon in the distance guiding him safely home. The heat, the pressure, the warmth of the sun and the chill of the lapping water below them, so many sensations coiled up into one overstimulating package—but all Johnny could focus on was Ghost. The octomer consumed his senses, sight, sound, taste, it was nothing but Ghost. And that was beautiful.

Ghost’s golden gaze smiled down at him with sated pleasure, his smirk a playful one as he parted his mouth to lick his lips and flash his fangs. Johnny watched in a complete trance. His limbs felt both heavy and light at the same time, all reliant on Ghost’s position against him. When Johnny arched his back off the ground, a million stars fell behind his eyes.

Jay 💀🧼@hibiren· May 6

Miku expo was fantastic!!! I cried when love is war started playing 😭😭😭😭 that was one of babys first miku songs loooong ago. It was such a great experience and I got a lot of cute trades for the kandi I brought!

Jay 💀🧼@hibiren· Apr 25

okay yes I made one tho it was long overdue! (reupload bc I made the bg colors more visible 💜) hibiren.straw.page if you have questions you want to ask me about my writing or fics or anything, ask me here! you can ask anon if you're shy, I don't mind ✨ #hibirenwrites

title txt
welcome to hibiren's strawpage!
(18+ ONLY!)

Aske questions about writing?

hibiren @ bsky
hibiren @ ao3

(ask page is a work in progress!)

Jay 💀🧼@hibiren· Apr 21

I lost this for a hot minute but I'm so glad I found it again lolol now I can put this in my car window at work and weird everyone out xD I was soooo scared I lost it bc this thing is apparently Ridiculously Expensive to repurchase since it was a limited sqex store point thing I got ages ago 😭

A car sunshade featuring Prompto, Gladio, Ignis, and Noctis from FFXV. The sunshade is a picture that, when the sunshade is installed in a car, makes it look like the characters are sitting inside the vehicle.

Jay 💀🧼@hibiren· Apr 20

Frank is now Pidgeot btw! Anyway this was my (nicknamed) team. Quips is probably gonna get swapped out for a Gengar later 🤔 I did swap out Oven Mitt for a Flareon that I appropriately named SpicyFloof lmao. Only problem is SpicyFloof doesn't know ANY fire type moves yet 😭 flamethrower is 💸💸💸💸

A six member pokemon team in Pokemon LeafGreen

Sprinkles (Male Wartortle, level 30)
Moonmoon (Female Clefable, level 21)
Frank (Shiny Female Pidgeotto, level 24)
Warp Speed (Female Dugtrio, level 31)
Oven Mitt (Male Pikachu, level 24)
Quips (Female Meowth, level 10)

Jay 💀🧼@hibiren· Apr 14

She's so pretty 🥰 I can't wait to see her fully evolved omg. Since I'm using a game card reader I've also backed up my save so she's safe Forever! didn't want to risk it haha

Pokemon LeafGreen, info screen for a shiny female Pidgey named Frank

Jay 💀🧼@hibiren· Apr 14

SHINY PIDGEY!!!?? That's my second nonscripted shiny encounter in the wild EVER. My first was a Snover in dpp! With this one, I was on my way to the daycare in leafgreen to check on "Oh, shit" (my magikarp lmaooooo) and the LAST patch of grass had this beauty hiding in it I named her Frank, btw ✨

Pokemon LeafGreen, battle screen. Player has a Nidoran(female). The wild Pidgey is a shiny pokemon.

Jay 💀🧼@hibiren· Apr 13

Relatable Berenstain Bears book quote from... 2010... 😭 "If you can't get done what you need to do on the Internet in one hour, it's not worth doing." I ought to embrace this more tbh

A page from Berenstain Bears' Computer Trouble.

The text reads:
"And I'm going to turn the Internet off except for one hour each day," added Papa.
"Only one hour?" said the cubs.
"That's plenty," said Papa. "If you can't get done what you need to do on the Internet on one hour, it's not worth doing."

Brother and Sister bear are shown in a "thought bubble" beside the text. They're doing various activities together: baseball, skateboarding, riding bikes, fishing, etc)

Jay 💀🧼@hibiren· Apr 12

Filled out that Fic Writer Bingo but saw that one was a double sooooo I edited in my own as a replacement 🤷‍♂️✨ Writer friends join me? 👀 If you haven't already of course (don't wanna double tag anyone)

Fic writer bingo (text obscured; blank one will have proper alts)

FIC WRITER BINGO

-having that one reader who comments on all your fics
-blacked out and wrote a oneshot with no memory of having written it the next day
-projecting onto one of the characters
-commissioned a fanart for your own fix
-answered with 'writing' as a hobby when asked and then regretted it when asked 'what do you write?'

-reading an old draft and going 'how the fuck did i write this' (/pos)
-"surely another WIP won't hurt.." whole having 50 WIPs
-googled something very suspicious looking for your fic to maintain accuracy
-told your friend everything in detail about your fic only to never write/complete it
-finished a fic but forgot to think of a title/summary

-had a very good idea before you sleep but then you forgot what it was the next day because you didn't write it down
-"im going to write today" and then the tab remains open in the background as you scroll through socmed
-doing this bingo instead of working on your WIPs
-wanting to write a fic but finding another fic already with the same premise and then worrying about being accuse of copying
-wrote a fic out of spite (from either a hate post/or from an anti post)

-used to love creative writing, writing poems and reading novels as a kid
-turned a real life incident you experienced into a fic
-written a fic during work hours/during lectures/seminars
-had an artist draw a fanart for a scene in your fic
-your family found/read your fics 😱

-wrote a fic that you posted anonymously and havent even told your friends about
-got a very long comment on your fic that gave you the motivation to update it the next day
-used a song lyric as a title because you couldn't think of anything else in that moment
-worked on a wip instead of preparing for a presentation/exam/practical/the next day
-made a playlist for your fic for readers to listen to as they read along

Jay 💀🧼@hibiren· Apr 10

...did anyone else other than me read this series (I came across this in high school iirc)?? I feel like I'm the only one who knows what this is 😭 I got a new copy so I could go back and reread it, now that I'm older all the Jokes will make sense lmao

Cover of the "AOI House" omnibus collection #1 (by Adam Arnold & Shiei)

A gold sticker design on the center says "as seen in Newtype USA"

A redhead and a blond girl are back to back facing the viewer. The blond girl has a shopping bag that says "YAOI" (followed by obscured text) and there are two human male-shaped chibi style plush figures sticking out of the bag's top opening.

Jay 💀🧼@hibiren· Apr 9

Soap, to Ghost: my wife 🥰🥰 #ghostsoap

ragnarokgay [reblogged from] robo-ahoge

gaygothur posted:

"Find out your GAY NAME!
Your first name +
(gets down on one knee)
My last name"

Source: gaygothur
31,956 notes

Jay 💀🧼@hibiren· Apr 8

The trainer's response tho lmao you could put something super mean as your profile and this guy would still be like "wow that's fantastic! You're so talented with words 🥰"

Jay 💀🧼@hibiren· Apr 8

I started a new game in sapphire and decided to be snarky with my trainer phrase since I realized I had words I could use xD

Jay 💀🧼@hibiren· Apr 6

should've been yours #hibirenwrites #ghostsoap for Eggie Day 😏🥚✨ 2.4k/? words 1 of 2 chapters NSFW/warnings tagged Enjoy, y'all! Didn't have time to finish the whole fic today but part 1 is done 🥰 it's rough, but it's done u v u archiveofourown.org/works/825474...

should've been yours
hibiren

Summary:
The pain should have left Simon a sobbing mess on the floor, but it felt good.

Oh, god. Oh god, fuck… fuck—

It… whatever it was… was coming out. Right now. And it wasn’t giving him any room to breathe. Or plan. Or panic.

Someone was going to ask him what happened if they caught him like this or saw him in the aftermath… MacTavish, or the horrified infirmary staff—if he was especially unlucky—but he wouldn’t have an answer for it. What could he say? It just… happened.

Jay 💀🧼@hibiren· Apr 5

Ah yes, my favorite part about old games not gatekeeping Adult Creativity 💪✨ We've been rediscovering our love for guitar hero lately. Now that I think about it, playing guitar hero as a kid is probably the reason why I love rhythm games lmao

An image on a TV screen; a hand holding a concert ticket that says "Choose Band" and the top option labeled "ASS" is selected.

Jay 💀🧼@hibiren· Apr 4

Happy (Almost) Eggie Day >:] (mermay's gonna hopefully see more eggfics out of me, how could I resist my specialty heheh) For now: have some eggpregged 09!Ghost as a treat ;3 maybe I can finish this tomorrow, I have my fingers crossed! (NSFW/dub(?)con/monsterfucking) #hibirenwrites #ghostsoap

[black background, white text]
Whatever caught him had bred him. That had to be it. Nothing else made sense. Now he had to dispose of the evidence without anyone finding out. This was not something he wanted to have to explain, and he’d rather carry this bizarre incident to his grave. He thought it was ridiculous—his stomach had swollen to the point he looked pregnant—he felt silly, huddled over trying to hide it like a kid sneaking midnight snacks. The second the plane touched down and he ordered the others to cover for him—he felt the zipper of his jacket start to strain. The whole speed-walk-run back to his room, Ghost’s belly sagged and bulged and heaved, until he could have easily passed as pregnant with triplets. He was damn near waddling when he shouldered his door open, then kicked it closed.

It felt like several rocks nestled inside him, warm and heavy and crowding his guts with their intense, crushing pressure. That could only mean one thing… eggs.

Simon leaned his head on the edge of the cot and pressed his forehead into his mattress, cringing at the fresh sweat re-wetting his soaked-through mask. He inhaled deeply, exhaled sharply, and shifted forward on his knees before settling back on his feet. His belly was so large, he had to strain to squat wide enough to make room for his enormous bulge. Each time he moved, no matter how minute an adjustment, it sent intense arousing shockwaves coursing through him. It was wishful thinking to believe the eggs hadn’t made it into his womb, but he was in so much throbbing pain, and his stomach was so large, there was no way his cervix hadn’t been breached by whatever-the-fuck-it-was.

Why the hell was that realization so hot?

Jay 💀🧼@hibiren· Mar 22

gone hunting '09 verse: predator!soap/prey!ghost for/inspired by @sultrysunset.bsky.social 🔥 #hibirenwrites #ghostsoap #callofduty 2.3k words | NSFW | warnings tagged archiveofourown.org/works/81668721

gone hunting
hibiren

Summary:
Very few things made Simon feel truly alive, even fewer lit his blood high like a gasoline-fueled blaze. The bullseyes stenciled all over his nude body in bright red reflective paint had him drooling and dripping with excitement and sweat and fear; the primal desire to run, to be chased, to be caught and to fight, to draw blood and to kick and scream where no one else could hear or save him.

Jay 💀🧼@hibiren· Mar 20

so I did end up starting something for this (in 09 verse) bc I was inspired, thank u @sultrysunset.bsky.social 🤤🤤 #hibirenwrites #ghostsoap I've not really explored this idea in fic form before soooo I hope I've got the Vibes Right here ; u ;

Simon’s breath clouded the frigid air. The high moonlight cast its dewy white glow like a blanket over the trees. Brambles clawed at his arms, dug into his knees where he crouched in a sprint-ready position. He’d been graciously offered a half-hour head start and shot off the path the second John ordered him to start running—without a watch, his own internal clock estimated he had seven minutes before John started tracking him.

It set his nerves on fire. Anticipation. Need. Instinct. Lust.

Very few things made Simon feel truly alive, even fewer lit his blood high like a gasoline-fueled blaze. The bullseyes stenciled all over his nude body in bright red reflective paint had him drooling and dripping with excitement and sweat and need; the primal desire to run, to be chased, to be caught and to fight, to draw blood and to kick and scream where no one else could hear or save him.

Simon’s thighs wet slick the second MacTavish started polishing his hunting knife earlier that evening. He’d nearly ground his teeth to dust watching his captain methodically assemble his favorite toy—a specially-modified nonlethal sniper with a thermal scope. It was loaded with a full clip of handmade, neon-colored ammunition that scattered colorful smoke on impact. John was really proud of his invention and even moreso that he’d built the whole weapon himself, using up all his free time on sleepless nights in the armory, tinkering with metal and plastic and an industrial container of questionable powder that smelled like iron, oil, and cheap wood glue.

Jay 💀🧼@hibiren· Mar 11

for #wipwednesday, have some rough #witchghostau drafting! #hibirenwrites #ghostsoap I love all of witch!Ghost's magical cat friends ; u ; <3 three so far have names btw :3 Aster - male calico Mint - female black/white tuxedo Clover - pudgy orange tomcat

A bell chimed as the front door slid open and swiftly closed a moment later. Johnny turned his head toward the doorway, but frowned when he didn’t see anyone standing there like he’d been expecting. He had to look down to realize that the calico he’d seen that morning now wove himself in and out of the bookshelves and among the stacks of boxes and books, tail ruffling pleasantly as he bent down to first stretch his front legs, then his back legs.

“What took you so long, Aster?” hummed Ghost, genuinely curious, like he was expecting the cat to answer him. But that would be silly. Wouldn’t it?

“That stray dog that likes to hide behind the bakery decided to chase me on my way back. I didn’t exactly have a say in the matter,” Aster grumbled after giving himself a full-body shake. Johnny shook his own head in disbelief before Aster stared up at him with his bright amethyst eyes. “…What?”

“He can understand you,” Ghost said, more toward Johnny even though he was looking at Aster while he spoke.

With a nervous grin, Johnny just shrugged off the odd feeling buzzing through his mind. What a strange morning. He wanted to ask himself if it could possibly get any stranger, but he knew the answer to that already. “I suppose I should’ve expected this, being in a witch’s shop and all… sorry, er, Aster. You just surprised me.”

“Hm… I’ll forgive you, if you let me sit on your lap. You’re in my napping chair; it’s been a while since Ghost has had a ‘friend’ over this long, so I’ll let it go. Ghost knows if I sit in your lap he gets to keep you here longer, which is fine by me. I just want to nap.”

“Sure, why not… You’re not going to bite me if I pet you, are you?” asked Johnny cautiously as he pulled his chair back from the table. “…Can I pet you?”

Aster accepted the invitation and hopped into Johnny’s offered lap, then tucked his paws neatly underneath his body and closed his eyes like he was thinking. “Pets are fine. Don’t yank my tail, and I won’t bite. Other than that..."

Jay 💀🧼@hibiren· Mar 10

the teashop tradewitch ✨🫖🐈✨ #witchghostau #hibirenwrites #ghostsoap 1 Chapter, 3k words A little bit of feline magic and whimsy because I needed it ; u ; yes it's yet another AU from me (but that's My Thing lol. I enjoy writing AUs very much) archiveofourown.org/works/80974331

the teashop tradewitch
hibiren

Summary:
There was no “Come In, We’re Open!” sign. No lights on inside; the windows were completely dark. Johnny had half a thought to turn around, but where would he go without risking getting even more lost on this strange back road? Just as he was about to knock, the latch clicked open and the door swung inward.

A cat slipped out from the cracked doorway and trotted off down the alley, carrying a kitten-sized bundle of purple fabric in its mouth. Perhaps it was cliché but Johnny was secretly disappointed to see a calico. Didn’t all gloomy back-alley shops that suddenly appeared out of nowhere—that were probably, definitely haunted—have a black cat or two guarding the grounds?

“Don’t mind him, he’s making a delivery for me. You must be thirsty. Join us for tea?” The door open wider and Johnny stared at the man the deep, velvety voice belonged to.

Jay 💀🧼@hibiren· Mar 6

A little more Unhinged 🥰😇 not sure how long this one is gonna end up by the time I'm done with it but it's been very fun 😈 (NSFW 🔞✨🥰✨) #ghostsoap #hibirenwrites

“Oh, this ain’t a crush, darling. This is devotion.”

Simon pawed at John’s zipper and the man finally put his damn clipboard down long enough to put his hand over Simon’s head. His grip tightened, fingers digging into the tight curls layered beneath the mask. The look in John’s eyes said, I really shouldn’t be doing this, but the tent in his trousers was screaming, would you hurry the fuck up?

“A man as gorgeous as you deserves the royal treatment. Are you gay, Doctor? Do you get all your clients off, or just the men? I’m working up a nice case of hysterics that I know you can remedy, sir. You can pretend I’m a woman if that makes it easier for you, I don’t mind.”

“My sexuality is irrelevant—” gasped MacTavish, face flushed as his hard cock sprang free after Ghost yanked his zipper down. He moved to cover himself, but Riley pinned his arm to the metal frame of the chair. “—And no, I don’t do this with all my clients. Only the ones that require extensive therapy. I’ve yet to have a failed case after resorting to my confidential… procedures. You’re several steps ahead of my usual treatment plans, you’re hardly giving me time to catch up.”

“What, you planned on spanking the wickedness out of me? Gonna force me to recite Bible verses while you milk me ‘til I squirt?”

“That can be arranged, aye,” MacTavish said, groaning as Simon stroked the full length of him, and then let out a deep pleased grunt as Simon squeezed at his full, deliciously heavy balls. “Let’s take this one session at a time. If getting me off will cure your… solitary cult-induced psychosis, then, I’m not going to stop you, if it means progress. Why don’t you show me what your so-called Cult of Ghost is all about? Convince me you’re worth it. We’ll heal each other. Off-record, of course.”

“You’re just as insane as I am, you sick fucker.”

Jay 💀🧼@hibiren· Mar 5

A little more of the Super Toxic Therapist/Client AU bc I really loved the dialogue here 👀😈✨ I can share some more later, this AU is very entertaining to write so far >;] We like our men unhealthy and unhinged in this house 🥰 #ghostsoap #hibirenwrites

“I’d like to hear it in your own words.” MacTavish raised an eyebrow and tilted his head. To emphasize his point, he picked up his clipboard and tapped the end of his pen against the top of the page fastened to it. For good measure, he added, “Please.”

“My own words, eh? It’s your funeral, mate.” With dramatic flourish, Simon flopped himself over like a fainting maiden on the couch and told MacTavish what he wanted to hear. Only with a few extra details sprinkled in. Maybe a lot of extra details. He wanted to make the doctor squirm. “I’m here because some men in uniform told me I was insane. I said, you’d have to be, to stay military this long. None of us left alive have our head on straight. Why is it me that they’re picking on? Shouldn’t they be stopping some homesick rookie from eating lead for dessert because he misses his Mommy? …They didn’t think that was very funny. So then a bunch of men in suits came to also tell me I was insane, and that I needed serious intervention. I said, yeah? Says who? They said, says us. Then the wigs and robes patrol told me I had to go to therapy, and that it wasn’t optional. Or Else. Or Else what, exactly? Gonna throw me in the loony bin? You should have seen what happened the last time they shoveled me off to the crazy house; I turned the whole place upside down. Started a riot, broke out the solitary confinement units and everything. It was fantastic. It was pure circus. Absolute mayhem. There was a whole album of ‘evidence’, but, I doubt you’ll ever get to see it because it’s—”

“I’m aware it’s classified, aye,” MacTavish hummed. A strange twinkle lit his eye. “Why do you think I am the one they sent you to? I have clearances far above yours.” After a pointed tap of the pen to his clipboard, he muttered, “Honestly, I’ve seen worse…”

Jay 💀🧼@hibiren· Mar 4

🥰🥰 god I love writing unhinged men '09 Toxic Therapist Soap & Even Worse (!!) Client Ghost #ghostsoap #hibirenwrites #wipwednesday

[black background, white text]

“Welcome, please sit down. I’m Dr. MacTavish, and you must be Simon Riley. So, Mr. Riley… what brings you in today? Other than the court order, I know that much.”

Mr. Riley was my father’s name, it was tempting to say, but Simon knew better than to take the bait. Instead, he huffed loudly as he sat down on the couch across from his new shrink. How long would it be before this one gave up on him, too? Or prescribed him pills that made his brain feel like it might melt into toxic sludge and leak out of his ears? Or maybe this one might try to have him committed again? The last time he’d been subjected to involuntary hospitalization, he made sure they knew that keeping him outside those walls was far safer than trying to contain him.

The military kept a far better grip on him. He was a weapon. He was meant to be used, aimed, fired, disassembled, cleaned, put back together, then holstered until necessity demanded blood again. What good would it do to keep him pent up in a metal cage full of screaming nutjobs; sedated, muzzled, declawed, half a man? Riley knew he was most lethal when he was left to his own feral devices, and so did his handlers. He could never be tamed. He’d never let it happen. Which was why any attempts at “therapy”—involuntary or not—made him laugh. It was all a game. How long would this little song and dance go on?

Oh, help me, I’m so sick in the head. Please zap me a couple times with your Doctor Feelgood Lobotomy Ray, and then I’ll be cured. Yeah? What a fucking joke.

Jay 💀🧼@hibiren· Mar 4

I had to do it 🥚✨

pokopia font text meme

"fill him with eggs"
lettering on a green (ditto shaped?) cutout over a pokemon themed landscape background

Jay 💀🧼@hibiren· Mar 2

I won a friend during Pokemon trivia on Friday :D it was fun but VERY crowded. I'd love to go back there when there aren't 5mil ppl there too haha I spent the evening in my Lucario kigurumi and handed out card packs 🥰✨ even tho it was overstimulating, at least we got the last garage parking spot 🙏