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very busy. i have to pace in circles for 6 hours. you understand

I haven’t drawn him in a while.

Gaz.

Military duties aside, TF 141 would all lift for vastly different reasons and ya'll can fight me on this.

Ghost lifts for self punishment. Gaz lifts for physique. Price lifts so he can pick people up. Nikolai lifts so he can pick Price up. Roach lifts so he has the stamina to be a menace. And Soap?

Soap lifts so he can fight god.

Thank you for coming to my Ted Talk.

subtitles should be on automatically. people who don’t want them should have to turn them off

'you wouldn't pirate a-' i would steal anything from any company. anything in the world. i dont even want it i just hate you

your can’t get it up piece STOPPPP THE WORMS IN MY BRAIN ARE GOING FERAL HELP! i have noooo clue what this is called or if it’s an official thing but i loveeee when a guy cums too quickly, can’t get it up, is so pent up they’re blushing blubbering etc and all of these are such older boyfriend simon like he is old and sometimes his body doesn’t work the way he wants it to. i love it like yesss blush and get all embarrassed because you just came in your pants simply because we were making out or because you came as soon as you put your cock in and thrusted like twice…yum!

JESUS idk what it’s called either but it drives me fucking batty 🫶🏼

there’s this line older bf!simon walks with you of either feeling like a dirty old man or a fucking teenager- often there’s no in between.

when he’s got you on your back and you’re looking up at him with those starry eyes like he hung the fucking moon and you’re biting on the tip of your finger as you fucking giggle for him.

“mmm si, you’re so fucking handsome”

and you’re dragging a hand up his abs and pushing your hips closer to him as he’s trying to clear his mind enough to sink just the tip in.

fucking focus, stupid git.

it’s no use when you’re touching him like that and you sound so fucking sweet and your eyes are crossing when he’s only just notched in the head of his cock.

done for.

you’re tight- practically choking him on entry and it’s all falling to pieces. strangled moan breaking out his chest as his hips are stuttering and he’s flooded you with cum.

you gasp, fingers moving to spread yourself a little to watch the way it spills out of you. the blush is already creeping up simon’s neck and he’s burying his face in your chest.

“m’so fuckin’ sorry, sweet’art”

rubbing his back and gently cooing in his ear, you’re pulling him on top of you to let him curl into your side.

“sorry f’what? thinking that highly of me?”

he feels like a fucking loser with this pretty little thing, he should be able to fuck you within an inch of your life. and he can! he does!

but not all the time.

not when you’ve been perched in his lap kissing on him for the better part of an hour and your hips roll into his when his hands move just right.

the little noises you make when the meeting of your thighs move over the hard line of his cock, simon’s head is fucking spinning.

he wants to tell you he needs a breather, he knows you’d understand but he also doesn’t want you to move. he doesn’t want to take a hand off you.

but when you’re leaning back and pulling your shirt over your head, taking his hands and placing them right on your chest- he’s done for.

simon’s hips lift off the couch and there’s a breathy little whimper and he doesn’t even know where the fuck it came from. but he’s cumming.

and he’s cumming hard.

he’s embarrassed, feeling like if anyone else knew that’d just happened- he’d probably have to kill them.

not you though, not you who looks at him with that heady little smile and starts kissing up the column of his throat.

“fuck, si- you sound so fucking sexy when you cum for me”

but when he’s feeling like a dirty old man, already getting on at himself for not being young enough for you. then his cock goes soft on him and he actually might break something.

you don’t even look bothered, when he’s sitting on the edge of the bed feeling sorry for himself and you’re wrapping your arms around his broad shoulders.

nuzzling your face in the crown of his head, pressing kisses to his scalp as you bring a hand down to stroke it soft.

“that feel good?”

simon’s chest stutters as he breathes out an affirmative, sinking back into your chest as your other hand comes to play with his balls.

“you’ve had a long week, yeah?”

and he remembers that yeah, he has actually. maybe his body isn’t giving up, maybe he isn’t the worst man to ever walk the planet, maybe- just maybe he does deserve you.

so he lets himself relax into you as your teeth gently scrape the shell of his ear while you stroke him. never firming, but still making that heat thunder away in his stomach.

“let me take care of you, like you always do f’me”

AI doesn’t just drain our natural resources. It requires slave labor to function.

FUCK AI.

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Gaz does not care for slow burn romances…

Ghost is like uncannily good with animals. He is on some Snow White shit.

TW: none :3

Ok, so hear me out, he’s not a dog person (they do swarm to him tho, because dogs always go for the one who wants to be around them least)

But yk what animals he’s good with? Very skidish animals (deer, cats, birds rabbits, ect.) because he dose not actively seek out said animals, and they just come to him!

I’ve said this before, ghost loves a good birdwatch, and he’ll lay down. And since he’s a sniper, will not move a muscle, and birds will often come and sit on him, or inspect him, he dosent move. He won’t even pet them. He dose not care! They’re chilling and so is he,

even fish love him. But he fucking hates fish so he makes an effort to be as loud and making as much movement as possible,

And if he’s set up on overwatch in a forest area or any wildlife area for a long time, by the time he has to take the shot, or he is clear to get up, birds. Deer, fucking squirrels have come sat. Slept. He is so chill with them,

once him and price where on overwatch and he saw it happen, price scared it off. Because he tried to pet the bird, and it flew off, :(

Ghost:“Look don’t touch sir,”

Price:“ like you, lieutenant.”