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G.I Incorrect Quotes#91 Boyfriend vs Boy-friend

Yuu:...Does your boyfriend have to be here?

Y/n*Holding Neuvillete's hand in your own, keeping him close...given he gets sad when you are apart*...

Neuvi*Straight face but internally a happy otter*🌸🌸🌸

Y/n*Raises brow*...Does yours?

Yuu:...W-wait-Horton isnt-...He gets lonely-

Mal*Happily sitting next to Yuu*Hehe🌸~

Y/n:Ahh mine too...

Yuu and Y/n...having clingy sensitive socially awkward dragon boys who emotional stare control the weather-

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FLUBBBLUB! OH I absolutely love you so much! <3 🥺

petition for tumblr to make the boop feature permanent. reasons:-

so i can shower my affection on mooties and followers without any limits

validates my sense of appreciation and does not make me feel unwanted

every introverts' dream who loves a blog but is scared to talk with them

feels like an actual physical boop

online love language

Soap, crying in a ball:

Price:"is he good?"

Ghost:"he just found out that roach can hear"

Ghost:"...and he was talking out loud about having a crush on him"

Soap, sobbing: "I THOUGHT HE WAS BODHAR!"

For Boop-Badges Collectors

Rough estimate: It's possible to reach 1000 boops in less than 2 hours (took me 1:30h), if you got some people to spam it to.

If you are a blog where people can spam boop's to, reblog this.

ressource thread !!

AWOOOOO! I'm barking

p links of a captain john price lookalike that i loooveeee

1 2 3 4 5 6

I’m showing y’all my furry bastard and I love him. I would go to jail for him.

Valeria: Who told you misandry is bad? Let me guess, Men?

I swear to fuckin god if Im starting to get a endo flare up, i’m going to stab myself….My fuckin uterus hurts and I am not mentally stable enough for this bs.

Price, holding Y/N under their arms: This is Y/N, they bite as well Ghost, gazing at Gaz and Soap: We really have too many task force members who bite

far from prudish but just got blazed porn of someone's pussy spread out so hard and up close like it's a map of the polish-lithuanian commonwealth and I'm king and grand duke sigismund II augustus inspecting his lands to plot defense against the swedes

Keep talking about Gaza. Keep talking about Palestine. Keep talking about Palestinian martyrs. Keep talking about Palestinian survivors. Keep talking about Palestinian children. Keep talking about war crimes. Keep talking about genocide. Keep talking about colonialism. Keep talking about forced starvation. Keep talking about forced adoption. Keep talking about Israeli occupation. Keep talking about the Nakba of 1948.

KEEP TALKING ABOUT WHAT IS HAPPENING TO PALESTINE

Keep boosting Palestinian history. Keep boosting Palestinian graphics. Keep boosting Palestinian poetry. Keep boosting Palestinian fashion. Keep boosting Palestinian textiles. Keep boosting Palestinian art. Keep boosting Palestinian culture. Keep boosting Palestinian values. Keep boosting Palestinian stories. Keep boosting Palestinian voices. Keep boosting Palestinian life. Keep boosting Palestinian loss. Keep boosting Palestinian love. Keep boosting Palestinian grief. Keep boosting Palestinian hope.

KEEP BOOSTING PALESTINIAN HUMANITY

In the same vein as You stopped sharing location with John Price...

After John installs the mystery app on your phone, you arrive home from work one day to find him speaking with your landlord. He's all smiles, hooking you around your waist and tugging you close. Yes, we're excited for this new chapter together. Thank you for understandin' about the lease. Sweetheart, won't you give him the keys now?

Not only is everything in your place gone, but it's spotless—professionally cleaned. There isn't even an imprint of your big ugly couch, which sat unmoved in the same spot for four years. A squeeze at your hip gets you moving, not unlike a spur finding a mare's flank. You dig out your keys, unclip your keychains, and drop them in your landlord's hand, who wishes you and your fiancé well.

It was bad, you didn't stop crying, you began to struggle to breathe, your vision fading and they had to call an ambulance. John stayed back with Simon, making Gaz ride with you in the ambulance, but you were delirious, gasping out Simon's name again and again.

John sat Simon down, "We're gonna get Makarov."

"Won't make it peaceful." Simon said gruffly.

"You have her to look after, can she really handle you being deployed again?" John looks at Simon intently. "I'll have Laswell set something up, but Simon-" He looks solemn. "-Laswell, all Laswell said is that she is hanging on by a thread. A fucking thread."

On solo missions, Johnny would be your company when Simon was deployed, he was fiercely loyal to Simon, therefore to you too. But now he's dead, and that bubble of hope, that it wouldn't be any of them, popped. Reality breaking you.

Simon rubbed his face, taking off his balaclava, "I love her, so much."

----

At the hospital, you were sedated and coming to wasn't fun, you were so groggy, so exhausted.

"Hey." Your eyes turned to the side to see Kyle.

"Kyle?" Your voice coughed out. He nodded, leaning forward.

"You had a panic attack, you stopped breathing." Your eyes are glassy, head achy, you nod slightly. "Should I call Simon?" Your heart rate spikes.

"Yes." You gasp out, all you can think is 'is he alive?' and your chest tightens.

----

When Simon comes in with John by his side, you gasp out in relief. "Simon."

"I'm here," He sits next to you, brushing hair out of your face, stroking your face. "Why didn't you tell me before?"

"It's nothing compared to what you've been through Si." It grates him, it's technically true, but that's not fair to compare your issues to his.

"So? What, you gonna not tell me? Your heart nearly gave out? What, leave me to come back and find you dead? That it?" He hisses. It's the most talkative he's been, his eyes squint in anger. "I fucking love you."

Kyle and John leave the room.

"Sorry." You murmur out. Simon shakes his head.

"We'll sort something out until Makarov's dead." He presses his lips to yours.

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Mutuals can fuck me. Mutuals can use me like a sex toy. Mutuals can cum on my face and make me leave it there. Mutuals can shove my face in their crotch and make me breathe in their scent while they ignore me

Call Of Duty Audio Smut!

I realised I have not kept up with G W A reddit for a while and what has been going on? More Ghost, some König and Soap too! So here’s for your enjoyment :3 I have included both link to the post on G W A and straight to audio, since not everyone has Reddit, but please go give the artists some praise and comments if you like the audio! All audios are M4F, so male voices for female listeners. Have fun (as long as you’re an adult, MDNI!)

Simon “Ghost” Riley

Caught by Ghost by Badjhur (audio) (Mdom, dubcon)

Zero Hour by Badjhur (audio) (Mdom, squadmates to lovers)

Ghosting the Party by Badjhur (audio) (Mdom, interrogation)

Testing the Perimeter by Badjhur (audio) (Mdom, squadmates to lovers)

Only a Specialist’s Touch by Badjhur (audio) (Mdom, keep quiet, squadmates to lovers)

Training a Military Brat by Badjhur (audio) (Mdom, brat taming duh)

Clouded Conscience by Badjhur (audio) (Mdom, friends to lovers)

Lesson in Biochemistry by Badjhur (audio) (Mdom, sex pollen, dubcon)

Ghostly Comfort by  AmbroseKincaidVA (audio) (Mdom, comfort sex)

König

Doktor’s Orders by Badjhur (audio) (Msub König, established relationship)

Trapped in a cave? How about I touch you down there? by gehwild (audio) (Msub, size kink)

Taking Care of König by gehwild (audio) (Msub)

John “Soap” MacTavish

Coming Clean by touchshriek (audio) (Mdom, enemies to lovers, manhandling outdoor sex)

Late Hours by ScotsLibrarian (audio) (Mdom, interrogation)

Shout out to all the Black ppl that can no longer participate directly in the fandom they love because of the stresses of racism 👍🏾 you contain multitudes of value and I'm sorry that the color of your skin and the power of your voice makes people not want to acknowledge that.

“why’re you bein’ so snappy today, sweetheart?”

genuine concern laces simon’s voice as the mattress dips beneath you with his added weight, but it’s still not enough to knock you from your bratty state. sat at the head of your bed with your knees bent together in front of you, arms crossed over your chest, a pouty look on your face that hasn’t changed since you woke up that morning.

his hand slips up your calf and his other follows suit on your other leg not long after, and you’re still ignoring him. maneuvering themselves to the backs of your knees, making you huff out a frustrated sigh.

“still not gonna talk to me?” he frowns, calloused fingers abandoning your knee-socks and making their way up your bare thighs. his skin is cold, freezing against yours, and your breathing hitches when the rough pads creep upward past the end of your skirt.

you shake your head, refusing to meet his eyes and unrelenting with your behavior, and he’s forced to keep prodding; continue pushing forward, see how long you can keep up the facade until you’ll be whining and writhing and rightly fixed under him.

his digits graze your upper thighs, trickling inward to where you’ve always been the most sensitive, and he tugs at the lacy material of your panties — twice, before pulling them tight against you.

a small whine unexpectedly falls from your lips.

and, oh, he’s got you.

“my poor baby…” he coos. the second his hands emerge from beneath your skirt, your eyes snap open, surprised he’d tease you in such a mean way. his large palms move back to encase your knees; gradually guiding them to part, gentle as you go so pliant for him.

“just a troublesome, little thing, aren’t ya?”

your grumpy pout turns to a sad, desperate one, and he hums in sympathy. he knows you don’t mean to be like this.

he reaches forward again, this time his knuckles finally making contact with the soaked center of your panties, and you gasp aloud. his touch is still light though it’s enough to make you deprived.

“y’need me to help ya rub one out, hm? is that it?”

and finally- finally, you give in to simon. nodding your head, eyes all watery when a tear falls to your puffy cheek, and murmuring soft pleas that entirely contradict the you from a mere minute ago.

he grins proudly; no matter how difficult you may be at times, he’ll always break through it. pull his sweetheart from whatever depths of ill-behavior she fell into, reset that little brain for the better.

“it’s alright, dovie, i’ve got ya. just let me take care of you.”

his hand dips between your skin and the fabric of your panties, careful as he inches closer to your heat, and you give him full reign.

because that’s what he’s there for; to take care of you, of course.

141 Beach Episode // Cod X Reader

You know how in every good show there's a beach episode? Yeah this is theirs.

The 5 of you were sat in a truck with the aircon blasting. Price was dramatically fanning himself with his boonie hat. With one hand placed on the steering wheel. You had just finished a week-long mission and it left you all somewhere on the east coast with the sun beating down with no mercy. You were so uncomfortable, dressed head to toe in full gear practically sweltering in it.

“Not used to this bloody heat.”

  Soap sighed placing a hand to his forehead to relieve his brow of sweat.

“I’ve got the aircon.”

 Gaz smirked, of course he was fine he was sat in the front seat with cold air blasting directly onto him. You were squished between Ghost and Soap, plus he always wore a sunhat and sunglasses even in the rain.

“How ghost isn’t a puddle yet I have no clue.”

You stated, glancing over at ghost who was dressed in all black with his mask still pinned down onto his face yet he didn’t show a single sign of discomfort.

“Can you even breathe? Isn’t it like being trapped under a blanket?”

“I can breathe fine.”

He grunted not sounding amused by your questions.

“Look at tha’ ain’t it a pretty view.”

Soap said tapping on the truck window, everyone’s eyes glanced to meet where he was pointing. You were greeted with the sight of a gorgeous white sandy beach with the clearest sea water you had ever seen with families playing in the sand and surfers utilizing the waves.

“The things I would give to dive in those waves.”

 You said groaning, resting your head back in the seat knowing you had a hot and uncomfortable 6+ flight ahead of you to get back to base in England not to mention the drive to even get to the airport.

“Can’t we stop for a bit? The missions all done and dusted, surely, they don’t need us back that hastily.”

Gaz asked turning to face the captain with a cheesy grin plastered across his face.

“I could use a pint. I’m sweating like a fucking pig. We only have a few hours but I think we could all use a break.”

“Make that two.”

 Ghost’s gruff voice chimed in his mood perking up at the promise of a cold beer.

“I think everyone here wants a bloody pint.”

A few moments later the 5 of you were all stood on the beach boardwalk, you removed your boots and placed them by the railing before stepping onto the soft, warm sand.

“I have never ever stepped on sand so soft oh my-“

You wondered how long it had been before you stood barefoot on a beach. Probably not since you were a child on a day trip with your family.

“Shit the sands a bit hot ain’t it?”

Soap said as she stepped onto the sand beside you, shifting from foot to foot as he complained about the temperature once again.

“I’ll go grab us some drinks, find a spot I’ll come find you all.”

 Price said before stepping up the stairs and walking towards the crowded beach bar on the boardwalk.

Ghost, who was still dressed fully in his gear stomped behind you scouting the beach for a place to sit like it was the toughest decision he ever had to make.

“Here.”

He said pointing to a peaceful square of the beach, not too far from the shore.

You all placed your backpacks down and set a towel down for yourself. Ghost was wrestling with the beach umbrella to get it stood up.

“Whose going for a swim?”

Soap said with a huge smile on his face as he stripped off his t shirt leaving him in his cargo shorts.

“You go first mate, tell us how cold it is eh?”

Gaz joked, pushing soap slightly closer the seafront.

“Don’t be a pussy.”

“I’ll go!”

 You said, removing your jacket and vest leaving you in a tank top and some old cargo shorts dumping by your backpack them away from the shore so the waves didn’t steal them.

You jogged down to the water front stood beside Soap and Gaz.

“Whose going to make the first move then?”

You all stood in a line, hands on hips inspecting the water as it broke in front of you. As you spoke Soap dived headfirst into a wave like a goofy dolphin. He stuck his head up like an seal, running his hands through his mohawk and wiping the salty water off his face.

“Is it cold?”

 You shouted through the crashing waves.

“Nah, its refreshing.”

He shouted back before running through the water back onto the shore to stand beside the two of you.

“I don’t know if I’m that hot anymore you know-“

You said backing off after feeling the  ‘refreshing’ water splash over your feet and ankles sending little shockwaves through you.

With that statement Soap placed two hands on your waist and lifted you up into the air before placing you over his shoulder like a fireman would carrying someone out a burning building.

“DON’T YOU DARE SOAP, I MEAN IT.”

You screamed thumping his back in fear as he stepped into the freezing ocean once again. Gaz stood on the shore filming the entire situation laughing at your misfortune. Ghost sat watching from afar under a big shady umbrella pint in hand with Price sat beside him reading something, smoking one of his cigars as per usual.

“Ready?”

Soap teased as he began to hoist you up even further before throwing you into the sea with a huge splash. The cold water shocked you at first but after a few seconds, soap was right. It was kind of refreshing. You popped your head up out the water with a frown.

“I hate you asshole.”

“You weren’t going to get in I had no choice-“

You pushed a big wave of water his way aiming for his face secretly hoping the salt would burn his eyes.

“GAZ GET IN.”

Gaz stepped into the water with haste joining you and soap.

“We going play mermaids or what?”

You asked with a chuckle as the 3 of you treaded water in a circle.

“I would prefer to drown Soap.”

Gaz said before dunking soaps head back under the water.

About an hour later you sat on the beach wrapped in your towel, drying off in the sun.

“Been a while since I’ve been able to relax on a beach.”

Price spoke, he was leant back on a sun lounger his hat placed over his face shielding his eyes from the setting sun.

“Thought you were asleep old man.”

Ghost chuckled.

“Can we take a photo?”

You asked bringing out your super old digital camera you dragged around on every single mission.

The 5 of you gathered in closer. Gaz throwing up a peace sign. Soaps arm slung around ghost and a beer held loosely in the other. Captain Price sat up placing his hands on your shoulders. Your smiles were all wide (you would like to believe ghost’s was too) as the light of the setting sun glowed on your faces.

That day was a good day.

I’m absolutely feral at the thought of being filled by John Price. Just imagine him plowing into you whispering about how he is going to fill you and getting you pregnant so you’re a mama and he’s a daddy. He holds you in a press and angles you up further so his cum won’t leak out of you.

He’d call you a good girl as you cum around his cock. You will be called such a good mama/mommy. He thinks about you getting round and your tits getting heavy with milk for your little ones. 💖🥺

(Slightly inspired by @chamomiletealeaf I absolutely adore you.🥺🥺💖💖

If y’all don’t mind sharing your experiences with the nuvaring, please do🥺🥺🥺

… I have rage towards my doc.

I have a nuvaring in rn. I swear this bitch better work or Imma rip out my uterus then Im mailing it to my doctor.

I, also, can kinda feel it in there. It’s an odd ass feeling.

I have a nuvaring in rn. I swear this bitch better work or Imma rip out my uterus then Im mailing it to my doctor.

I, also, can kinda feel it in there. It’s an odd ass feeling.

I’m super picky about beer so there’s a limited amount of beer that I like. I mostly like Whiskey, Vodka, etc.. (I personally prefer moonshine).😂

If you’re LGBT reblog and tag with your opinion on beer.

how they make you cum - ateez

tumblr is based on a system of reblogs, not likes. please reblog my work.

warnings : overstimulation, fingering, oral, daddy kink, praise, degradation, mean dom yeosang, spitting in wooyoungs, big dick yungi

wc : 1.1k

a/n : i haven’t done hcs since my tokrev days and i gave up making that moodboard :(

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showers - park seonghwa

if you can read, you can reblog.

warnings : dom/sub themes, manhandling, choking, fingering, marking, shower sex, biting, breeding kink at the end, seonghwa tries so hard to be rough but he’s honestly too in love 

a/n : something to eat 

wc : 900 

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