Heheheheh
Price would absolutely do something like this lmao
Price: Kate, there’s something I have to tell you
Laswell, sighing: What is it?
Price: I… *turns and starts to walk off*
Laswell: What- Where are you going??
Price: I’ve decided to wait to tell you over the phone when you’re back in America
Laswell: WHAT DID YOU DO?!
Showing my rats places they haven’t seen!!
I wanted to add more but drawing is hard and also I have to go to a wedding tomorrow and the day after.
WIP of sleeping Johnny with the rats as an apology 🙏
141 X M!Reader
Main members of 141 x American M!Reader.
NSFW; Suggestive Interactions between 141 and M!
Reader, nudity segments, male on male intercourse.
Goofy ass Gaz and Soap in this Imao - will also be ongoing, maybe.)
Y - You
SR/Gh - Simon Riley/Ghost.
JM/S - John MacTavish/Soap.
JP/Cpt. P - John Price/Captain Price.
KG/Ga - Kyle Garrick/Gaz
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It was around sunset the next day after the foursome between Price, Ghost, Soap, and you. You were in Ghost’s room, patting his back as he was processing what happened yesterday as he was slowly going from his persona Ghost to the actual being, Simon Riley. You were humming as he just repeatedly kept saying sorry to you as he kept processing the sex and trying to keep himself from either hyperventilating or spiraling into his own mind, you just kept humming along and rubbing his back, being a kind of anchor for him at the moment. You knew of “Simon Riley” through some of Ghost’s conversations when you just happened to be nearby in passing before now, but you didn’t exactly know “Simon Riley”, can’t put a face or main characteristics to such a being. You kept humming, helping the now “Simon Riley” as he was going through a, as you call it, smaller and smaller bubble. You never heard it called “Derealization”, so you call it the smaller and smaller bubble because that’s as close to what it would seem like in your eyes.
You kept rubbing Simon Riley’s back, cooing to him with sweet words and a melancholy smile, just helping him through his trauma processing. He turned his face towards you, you finally got to see him, the Simon Riley that Ghost would always talk about, the facial expression a soft grimace and frown with the scars softly relaxing instead of being taut and flexed like they usually are with Ghost. You looked into the man’s eyes, looking at that little spark of a life within them. That melancholic smile still on your face as you embrace the soft man, his arms gently wrapped around you as his face was lifted up to stare into yours. Your hands rest on his cheeks, you resting your forehead against his, showing that he can be comfortable and gentle with himself around you.
You watched as the spark of life left his eyes, that look of a cog in the machine filling his gaze. Ghost coming back with him rubbing your back this time, he then pressed your backside into the bed as he took over, that immorality that’s mixed with a ‘get the job done’ look clouding his eyes as he begins kissing your neck, slowly moving down until his kisses get to the top of your waist, his hands quickly working on your belt before he continued kissing a trail down your body, his mouth and hand soon on your erecting penis, him kissing it while he strokes it. His eyes staring into yours before he shoves himself fully down on your dick, his eyes still on your face, your eyes closed while your mouth is agape, moans escaping you like a whiny dog as he deep throats your penis. Your hands on the back of his head, your pinky fingers rubbing his ears because of how far you had spread your fingers so that Ghost can deep throat you faster.
Ghost’s callous and scarred hands rubs your body, mostly going up and down on your lower stomach, under your bellybutton before rubbing up and down following your hair trail that starts at the top of your pecs and ends in a large spread once it reaches your waistline, it being around the length of the top of where your crotch hair starts, which isn’t large of a space but still a lot compared to your nearly hairless body, you scored on the genetic lottery on being able to not have much hair but it does suck since you get so cold much faster without the usual thick gear of military equipment. You pull Ghost off your cock, pulling him up roughly with him putting his lips to yours as you adjust his cock, having him slam himself into you. You moaned out, with Ghost taking the moment by shoving his tongue into yours, making out with tongue as he fucks you. His hand vigorously fapping you off while his other hand grips your asscheek harshly, repeatedly slapping, squeezing, and rubbing your asscheek as he just rails your rectum with his girth-y inches of penis.
Your arms were wrapped around his neck and he held your legs as he got up and pressed you against a wall, fucking you harshly but also sexually fueled with how he slams into you but slowly and lustfully pulls most of himself out of you before he’s fully right back in you, balls deep inside your anus while he gently bites your bottom lip and continues to have his lips against yours, having a make out session as he just pounds into you. Once it had been a couple of hours of just lustful and harsh sex, your body convulsed as you let out moans while your sperm or cum shot out, coating Ghost’s pecs and abs with a little shooting far enough that it lands on his face. Your face went red as he licked your cum off his cheek and used his finger to get your sperm off his eye which he then sucked off his finger, him pulling you down by a grab to your neck, his lips going against yours as he makes out with you again before pulling the cover over you and him. Both of you still naked under the cover with his dick staying in you, and whenever you tried to grab your clothes, he’d smack your hand, whenever you’d try to pull his cock out, he’d push you back down on it with him pushing your face into his pecs, and whenever you try to get up in general, he’d just pull you back down and flip both of you around, with him then being on top and you on bottom to where you couldn’t escape the other naked man. His hips pressed hard up against yours as he now keeps you under him, both of you slowly going to sleep with him ever so often moving and with all that work up, as soon as you’re close enough to fading into sleep, you feel his sperm filling you up, your body shaking a little bit as he moves to respond to Ghost’s near sleep ejaculation. And eventually both of you are just a sleeping and snoring mess, mainly just you though since Ghost is a not so much sound maker in his sleep unlike you.
141 X M!Reader
Main members of 141 x American M!Reader.
NSFW; Suggestive Interactions between 141 and M!
Reader, nudity segments, male on male intercourse.
Goofy ass Gaz and Soap in this Imao - will also be ongoing, maybe.)
Y - You
SR/Gh - Simon Riley/Ghost.
JM/S - John MacTavish/Soap.
JP/Cpt. P - John Price/Captain Price.
KG/Ga - Kyle Garrick/Gaz
Gaz was laid there on top of you, both of you naked still as the effects of yesterday were starting to rub off of you once you awoke from your sleep. Your long enough hair was frazzled as you got up from the bed after maneuvering your way around Kyle Garrick’s naked body. Once you got your boxer briefs and pants on, you then covered up Gaz. You walked out of the room, smiling a little bit as you hear Ghost, Soap, and Price’s feet tapping on the ground, trying to sneak away like they hadn’t seen Gaz and you have some heavy intercourse.
You walked into the living room, sitting beside Soap who was in just a shirt and underwear, Price in a shirt and pants and same thing goes for ghost. You move rough housing with soap as a smile comes back on your face, your eyes then on both Ghost and Price.
“ Once I’m done with this one, you both are next. ” - Y
Ghost and Price have a blush on their face, but walk up to you and Soap, Price getting behind you and Ghost getting under Soap, you and Soap moan out as the two of you get humped by Price Ghost who take off their clothes, Price slowly pulls off your pants and boxer briefs before shoving himself into you while Ghost does the same to Soap but Ghost then takes Soap over to a counter, bending him over it and pulls himself out of Soap, fingering Soap harshly and repeatedly making Soap moan and crumble like putty in Ghost’s hands.
Price just slowly moves back and forth in you, wrapping an arm around your torso as he pulls most of himself save for the head of his penis out of your rectum before pushing it all in down to the base of his cock, or more simply, his crotch. His hairy body rubbing against your body before he turns you around, putting his lips against yours as he seems to cherish the moment, your unsure if he is or isn’t, but you definitely know by the moaning from Ghost and Soap that they are really going for the rough, high reward, type of sex.
You look up, seeing an upside down Ghost and Soap who are moving back to the couch, your cock now in Soap’s mouth with his in yours as this session turns into a foursome. Price and Ghost making out as they fuck you and Soap whose cocks are throbbing within each other’s throats, as the two of you give head to each other, you both also move your waists, fucking each other’s throats someway.
After quite a few hours, Price and Soap were the first ones to arrive at ejaculation, Soap’s semen rushing down your throat after he slams his groin into your face, his roughness during sex being evident. Price on the other hand, moves back and forth slowly within you as he climaxes, his crotch against your ass as his cock fills up all of your rectum, his penis throbbing in you as he releases his semen in your ass.
You and Soap switched places, him getting fucked by Price and you getting rammed by Ghost. You moan out as Ghost wraps an arm around your neck and begins slamming his cock in and out of you, his hairy crotch slapping against your ass cheeks as he kisses your neck and gently bites your ear on the left side of your face. His hand vigorously jacks you off, even to the point it hurts, but you don’t care that much since all you can think and feel is pleasure, rough pleasure as Ghost just dominates you in the intercourse between you and him.
You turn your head in Ghost’s grasp, your lips against his as he continues to roughly fuck you, it feeling close to what heaven would. You begin to shoot out lengthy lines of bodily fluid, a few landing on Soap’s back, a few on the couch and most of your bodily fluid being on Ghost’s hand, who continues to stroke your cock off making it even more painful while he rams hard into you.
After a little bit more of getting roughly fucked in your anus and having your cock painfully jacked off, Ghost slams hard into you one last time, his cock throbbing harshly in your rectum as he releases his climax into you, his semen filling up your anus with some of it spilling out, even more spilling out once he pulls his semen covered cock out of your ass. He moves, sitting his naked ass on the couch and pulling you into his embrace as Price and Soap cum for second time, just with each other this time, then cuddling up on the couch. You sigh, being absolutely exhausted from the pounding Ghost had given you.
"love is love" until it doesn't include sex
"love is love" until it lives in separate beds
"love is love" until it is queer platonic
"love is love" until it does not comply with compulsory sexuality and amatonormativity
love IS love, for aspecs, for sex sepulsed folk and for platonic relationships
"love is love" apply to more than same-sex relationships in a world where romantic and sexual relationships are considered more valuable
Remember to advocate for Asexuals and Aromantics this pride. Because we are also here, and we are also queer
Costume. Chitons.
I feel like tariffing the "entire world" is literally just functionally sanctioning yourself
I’m ace, aro and tired
Reblog if you are also LGBT+ and tired
Sometimes, time seems to move in a vicious cycle, repeating itself in a painfully astonishing manner, as if mocking humanity’s ability to learn from its mistakes. Two images are separated by 75 years, yet they appear as though no time has passed as if the gap between them is merely a few fleeting moments.
The first image: A Palestinian elder holding the keys to his home, from which he was forcibly displaced after the Nakba of 1948. An image filled with pain, with tears that dried on faces, and hearts that collapsed under the weight of loss. Yet, hope for return still filled those hearts.
The second image: A recent photo that tells the same story, but this time, the protagonist is my young sister, Maryam, holding the keys to our home from which we were displaced after the Nakba of 2023.
There is no difference between the two stories, except that this time, the story is even harsher and more painful.
History seems to repeat itself, but this time, it comes with a level of suffering that humanity has never witnessed before. The killing and destruction that have ravaged both the land and its people have become more brutal at a time when many believed humanity had learned from the lessons of the past.
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Our lives are harsh because we lack all the basic necessities of life. Everything has become scarce and unattainable. There is no food, no water, no medicine.
So, I ask you to help me keep my family safe and alive, especially after we had lost all our sources of livelihood.Please do not leave my family to struggle and suffer these difficult days alone. You can support my campaign by donating whatever you can or by sharing my posts to reach others who can help us survive the war to safety and peace. You are helping the lives of many people with your small contribution. Every donation makes a difference in our very difficult lives. But this is a legitimate campaign and has been checked by 90-ghost.
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HAPPY FUCKING PRIDE
ASEXUAL AND AROMANTIC PEOPLE EXIST AND ARE PART OF THE COMMUNITY
NOW GO BE MENACES TO SOCIETY
A mostly M!R x M!C or M!C x M!C writer on this blog. Hope you enjoy my books! 2/19/2004
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