#ghost busters
GHOSTBUSTERS (M)
FratBoys! BTS x Comatose!Reader
Synopsis
For years now, you have loved the Beta Tau Sigma boys. But you thought it was unrequited. Until you were involved in a freak accident and your soul learns that that love may not be unrequited after all.
Warnings
Cheating but not really, angst, slight smut and sex dolls, frat parties, use of weed
A/N. To read the safe for work rest of this series, please proceed to my side blog @clutterfield.
YOONGI POV
The lights are low as the bass booms all over the large interior of the Beta Tau Sigma’s after party.
“Oh baby,” Yoongi moans as his cock throbs, pulses inside the woman’s throat, coating her tongue with his hot white release.
What was her name again? Jieun was it? Naeun? Fuck if he gave a damn. The only thing he remembered was getting high on weed and tugging some random chick to his bedroom.
And now here he was about to get laid but why the fuck was he feeling guilt gnawing like a vice at the back of his mind whenever he thought of your pretty face– he frowns as his dick goes limp too fast for his liking.
The woman’s tits come in full view as she attempts to go on all fours with the clear intention of submitting but then something snaps inside the frat member’s conscience and he stops here to her obvious disappointment. “Get out.” He remarks hastily pulling up his briefs and joggers, suddenly angry at himself, at the world for some odd reason or another and the woman squeaks, shocked and mortified as he none too gently drags her out and locks the door behind him once left alone.
He plops down onto his bed, black sheets still messy from a much earlier romp and he closes his eyes in frustration, slinging an arm over them, taking deep measured breaths to calm himself just as his therapist told him to do.
Grasping for his phone, he thumbs through the group chat and curses upon seeing that YN had asked if one of them could pick her up somewhere but didn’t receive any response. “We’re fucking assholes.” He grouses, throat raw as if wanting to cry.
Why did he want to cry anyway? Fuck, maybe he was too high on weed after all.
Where are you? He texts but after a few minutes, you don’t respond and his eyes flutter shut.
He doesn’t notice that the message failed to send.
SEOKJIN POV
“Where the fuck is everyone?” He gripes, in a sour mood as he balances a pan of freshly done tacos on one hand and his phone in the other.
He still had to check on the steak and his kitchen was already a fucking mess– some of the Sigma members had decided to crash his fridge and steal all the bottles of expensive bordeaux they could find and even graciously left stains on the counters -which he would be the one cleaning up for fuck’s sake!
A hand on his crotch surprises him enough to nearly drop the food tray and as he swivels to shout at the person, his lips are almost immediately assaulted with saliva and teeth, a little bit of spunk too. If he could guess, someone already shot their filthy disgusting load into her mouth.
He wondered why he ever allowed himself to eat her cunt once.
“Oppa, Yoongi-oppa was being mean to me…” Her nasally voice sticks to his skin unpleasantly and he shoves her off.
“Don’t fucking touch me. Who’s fucking girl are you anyways? Yoongi’s?”
Another pout and then Jimin and Taehyung jogs through the room, only to spot her.
“Yah, aren’t you Changbin’s?” Taehyung asks.
She shrugs, eyeing them like a feast and the two don’t hide their disgust. “Get the fuck out and go back to your boyfriend. ” Jimin grits his teeth and the girl huffs, heels clicking as she stalks out.
Seokjin merely raises a brow at them. “She’s been fucking everyone here I take it?”
Both maknaes nod and Seokjin sighs, pushing the tray for them to take. “I’ll be in the washroom scrubbing my mouth.”
NAMJOON POV
He remembers explicitly stating that no women were allowed in the house.
Not when YN was coming home any minute now.
They had forgotten to warn her that the Sigmas were having an annual gathering and he didn’t want to give YN the wrong idea that they disrespected her in any way.
She was family (well more than that…at least to him anyway as he couldn’t speak for the others), this was also her house and he wasn’t a fuckboy enough to subject her to what the fuck ever goes on when one of them brings in women.
He sees Jeongguk pass by, a pack of cigarettes in hand and he stops him. “Guk, who the fuck gave that hussy permission to be here?” He eyes Lee Jieun, all dressed up in the shortest little black dress, breasts hanging out and butt cheeks exposed laughing at the group playing poker by the pool.
Jeongguk squints and growls, “Why the fuck is she here?”
Namjoon steps back an inch, surprised at the younger man’s sudden intense dislike for her. “You know her?”
Jeongguk gives a grim smile, “Yeah, she’s the one who keeps on bullying YN at her workplace. ” He then stares at the leader curiously, “So she hasn’t slept with you, huh?”
“What do you mean she bullies YN?” Namjoon frowns, not liking where this was going. “And fuck no. I wouldn’t even fucking touch her with a ten foot pole. She screams STD for fuck’s sake.” He points out just in time as someone’s tongue touches hers in a horrific public display.
Jeongguk grimaces. “Well good for you, hyung. We were all drunk once and bam, my cock’s inside a loose pussy. I don’t know about the others but that’s how it went for me. ” He grunts. “We all had to get tested at some point because of her. Who invited her anyway? should I call security?”
“No need. I got this.”
Both men turn to see Hoseok, obviously having just woken up from his nap on the couch and heard bits and pieces of the conversation. “And Guk, is it true she bullies our YN?”
“Yeah, hyung. I had to step in one time. Looks like the bitch hasn’t learned her lesson at all.” He gripes.
Hoseok’s eyes turn murderous, the deadly quiet daunting. “Well. Whoever brought her in will not be part of the Beta Tau Sigma once I’m done.” He looks to the leader for affirmation, the latter giving his consent.
Hoseok smiles. This will be fun.
JIMIN POV
He furrows his brows. “Hey, Taetae, why is YN-noona asking us to come pick her up? Didn’t she take her car?”
Taehyung looks up from his food, mouth stuffed full like a squirrel preparing for winter. “Yeah?”
Before any of them can even respond to your chat, a piercing screech fills the air and they look out down below to watch as Hoseok grips Changbin’s slut to the gates. A couple of the guards take her from their hyung and shut the metal grates in her screaming face.
Jimin whistles impressed as the rain drowns out her screams.
He loved tits, adored them really and that cunt did have great globes but it couldn’t compare to YN’s soft tender ones, the only time he’d had a chance to touch them was when she accidentally fell on his lap and scramble off.
It was great. She was great. And he missed her.
Was she coming home now?
He would have to lead her through the side entrance so she wouldn’t be privy to the men around here.
Seven of them were enough after all.
TAEHYUNG POV
He hurriedly guzzles down the wine as Namjoon calls for a meeting downstairs.
With a swift look at his twin, they take the stairs one at a time in a leisurely pace, knowing that shit was about to go down.
He however tries to call you discreetly as he lazily watches Changbin plea for mercy from being ousted from the frat house much like his whore had been, and by the looks of it, he knew he won’t be changing his hyung’s mind.
His call goes through voicemail. Strange.
“Your girlfriend was bullying YN.”
Huh? What does that–
“No, she’s not my girlfriend, I swear! She’s just a past hook up!” Changbin bleats nervously. He was on his knees before them, and Taehyung gets even more confused when Yoongi pops out of nowhere, expression feral and decidedly more sober than the last hour he’d seen him.
“Your fucking hook up spiked my fucking drink with drugs you asshole. ” He grumps, wrist swinging a suspicious looking package before throwing it at Namjoon whose eyes narrow as he goes to sniff and inspect the box. “Weren’t we clear on what goes and what stays here? Recreational weed is the limit, none of the other fucked up stuff.”
“Sorry but can we go back to the bullying YN part?” Seokjin pipes up, gliding through the room like the Dionysus he was, eyes so intense that most of the men shrink under his presence.
Changbin seems to zone in on himself as the other guys exchange furtive glances. “I-I can give you a copy of the video someone took.” He offers feebly to save face.
The seven members of Bangtan freeze.
“Video? What video?” Hoseok grouses, ready to throw fists.
“Uh, some people from Uni caught Jieun and her friends throwing coffee at YN–Miss YN,” he corrects himself at the glare he receives, “a few times. I think they wanted to take it to the school board but I heard the board did nothing so it just fizzled out.” He gives them his phone and sure enough, the evidence is plenty as a few people crowd around it.
Bangtan growls when they hear YN hiss, clutching her hands meekly.
It is then that Jeongguk steps forward, cracking his knuckles. He was going to murder them. “Those old bastards, huh?”
Taehyung hums as everyone turns to him, “I know the school director. I can take those copies directly to him.”
Namjoon nods as he tosses the phone to Taehyung. “Do that, Taehyung-ah. In the meantime, what will we do with you Changbin?” He taps his chin in contemplation and as Taehyung beckons Jeongguk to go make copies of the vidoes, they hear a sharp slap echo and then the clanking of broken metal, signifying that someone’s ring had been snapped in half, probably by Yoongi.
“Dude deserves it.” Jeongguk huffs.
Taehyung thinks that was too merciful.
No one hurts you, their YN. Not even indirectly.
JEONGGUK POV
He was fucking spent.
Panting, his hand is thick with his release as he comes down from the best orgasm he had had in awhile.
He didn’t mean to look into it.
It was just there among the videos as he tried make multiple copies all at once.
You were in swim class, in a fucking one piece bathing suit, all pink and soft and peachy, lips tinted with slight gloss (how the fuck did you manage not to look like a drowned rat compared to others?), and he just lost it.
But once he’s come to his senses, he sees green. Why the fuck did Changbin’s phone have a video of you in swim class? Were there others like this being leaked?
If there was, it was a serious invasion of your privacy and he didn’t like it one bit.
HOSEOK POV
It was fucking three in the morning and Hoseok was embarassingly balls deep inside his sex doll.
After the debacle with Changbin and Changbin’s whore, he and the guys had a round of alcohol and now he was fucking horny as hell.
It’s not like he was depraved.
It was just that his sex doll looked a lot like you, his YN.
“Ugh, fuck, baby doll,” he mutters as he cums a whole load, mouth attaching to almost life like breasts – your breasts– hips eratic and wanting for more.
He spends the next few hours calling your name.
He wakes up in the morning sated.
And then he gets up, a horrific realization coming to light.
They had never checked in on you after all that had happened. Did you even get home safe?
He runs to your room and knocks on your door. No answer.
Fuck.
Fuck!
They were in fucking trouble.
wake up new fixation just dropped
We got the “Stranger Things” kids to hilariously reenact iconic ‘80s movie scenes because OBVIOUSLY!
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From DnR Photography and from our Poison Ivy. More to come from her, since she’s the only person to post photos at the moment haha.
But an awesome Free Comic Book Day at Heroes & Villains Comics!
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Echeveria ‘Ghost Busters’
Echeverias are often called “hens and chicks”, and they do well as potted plants, or outdoors in rock gardens where winters are mild. This hybrid resembles the so-called “Mexican snowball”, Echeveria elegans, which is one of its parents, with the other parent being Echeveria colorata (also from Mexico). The red and yellow nodding flowers are small but delightful.
-Brian
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While i was in Paris i was lucky enough to be able to explore some of the vast underground network that is “The Catacombs” i was underground for about 9 hours which wound up being one of the coolest experiences of my life, seeing human remains scattered everywhere, subterranean rogue art galleries, a library, statues, and murals, that probably took weeks to complete. Rooms that people dug out and decorated themselves, but for now, i’m just posting a small portion of photos from the “Cinema Room”. The Paris Catacombs are an amazing, elaborate, giant, underground museum of history and art. Every room has a story, Also known as “The City of Darkeness Beneath The City of Lights”.
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Yang banging on the door:
LET ME OUT THE EMF IS LEVEL 5!
Weiss: YANG!! GET OUT!!
Blake: THE DOOR IS LOCKED!!
Ruby: THE LIGHTS ARE FLICKERING!!
Weiss: OH SHE’S FUCKED
[Blake opens the door]
Ruby: THE POWER OF CHRIST COMPELLS YOU!
Yang getting her neck snapped: FU-
[Yang dead on the floor]
Ruby: YANG!! YANG!! YANG NO!!
Blake: SHE’S DEAD SHE’S DEAD
Weiss: Let’s just go man :(
*at hq*
Penny: here’s your paycheck
[Gives them 10 dollars]
RWB: 10 DOLLARS!!
Penny: Yeah the ghost was a shade, and Yang’s dead.
Yang as a ghost: Is that me
Yang: Guys don’t forget about me :(
Yang: Blake did you forget about me? :((
Yang looking at Blake’s butt: at least I can do this
