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I AM ALIVE

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If CPR doesn't work play this video I will rise from the dead.

oh my god.

“oh i’m a feminist. i wanna put a woman on top. and on the back, on her knees”

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Hd's coming to pick you up for a date 🔥

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Hey if your comfortable with it, could you do childhood best friend Johnny (soap) CNC?

It's totally ok if not!

Cw: Consensual non-con/CNC, DUB-CON, safe words, creampie, childhood friend!Johnny, unprotected sex, PinV, tell me if I missed any.

He smothered you, pressing you into the couch of your shared flat with sloppy kisses, his mouth finding yours over and over again despite your avoidance, turning your face away from him. You fought against him, hands pushing his chest, straining against his strength and arms wrapped around your waist, gripping onto you tightly. His arms only tightened the more you fought, twisting and turning to free yourself from him, feet hanging from his shoulder and breasts jostling from his erratic pace.

“Hang- hang on! Johnny sto-”

You couldn’t get a word out with the hard shove of his cock, body rocking back and forth. You let out a shaky moan, your body burning with how hot Johnny ran, his musk - a mix of sweat, gunpowder and soothing teakwood - clogging up your nose. It played with your mind, completely drowning you in him, you couldn’t think clearly and you couldn’t fight him. You words - complaints - were forced out as breathless whimpers, mewls and keens rather than hisses and sneers.

“Johnny!”

Your eyes rolled to the back of your head, your body growing taunt under him as you sunk your nails into his shoulders, feet kicking and hips bucking upwards. He groaned, pain and pleasure had long become one of the same in his mind, the bruises and bloody, crescent moons painting his back and shoulders, the marks of your writhing body beneath him - whether you agreed to it or not - and your pleasure drunk face.

He rutted against you, slick dripping down your ass and dirtying his navel with wet claps, splashing your cum everywhere. He drove in with sharp thrusts, feeling your walls fluttering around him as he grazed your sweet spot before hitting home, the bulbous head of his erect and engorged head tapping your cervix as often as he swallowed your cries, lips draped over you and teeth nipping at your lower lip.

Your squirming and fidgeting were a breeze to control, utilising his trained and cultured mass to hold you down and devour you with his whole being. You whined with every snap of his hips, the hard muscles of his abdomen rippling in a show of power and strength —overpowering and dominating. You were small under him (you used to stand taller than him in your early days of high school when his puberty had yet to strike, ruffling his hair and letting him hang off of you like you did as children), weak and vulnerable, something he so easily overpowered to get what he wanted.

Your lashes fluttered when you came, your pretty cunt clamping down on him as his pace stuttered, moaning lowly as a wave of undeniably strong pleasure washed over him. He kissed you then, tongue pushed down your throat, muffling the most filthy and most erotic groan you’d ever heard rumbling out of his throat. You felt heavy - tired - with his girth laying half-hard inside of you as the slit shot out ropes of cum, his thick, white load painting your walls and invading your womb.

“Colour, Bonnie lass,” his voice was raspy, hoarse from panting and gasping, feeling the lingering pulse and twitch of your walls around him, making him throb with need. Soap’s refractory time had always been fast, as overzealous has his character, his charm and smile playing into it to woo you to love your childhood friend.

“Green,” you were no better than him, chest rising and falling with laboured breaths despite doing nothing but take his roughness, clinging onto him to press kisses to his jaw and temple, coated in salty sweat that tingled on your tongue, “Just, just give me a minute, yeah, Johnny?”

“Aye.”

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And yes I am referring to that one blog that posts all the nsfw headcanons

Jesus that soap headcanon should have stayed in your head no one needed to hear that.

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they made soap a sergeant in the reboot because they feared his power as the ultimate dilf if they made him a captain again.

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Jesus that soap headcanon should have stayed in your head no one needed to hear that.

#cod mw2 #john mactavish x reader #call of duty mw2 #soap mw2

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This kills me I just ughhhh

Neil is the most beautiful man this planet has ever seen

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y’all know that one audition tape Neil did? Yeah, so anyways make it Soap

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This is funny that a wrote this hoping he wasnt dead well...lol

**I know it wont work like that - Phillip Graves x OC character epilogue **

Lana felt a kick in her belly it had been six months since that night with Graves after he ghosted her she heard he died while on a mission she knew depression wasn't good for the baby in her body but...what was she suppose to feel....she knew his job came with risks...and dangers she hoped he was alive that they made a mistake but when his lawyer came to her settling that she owned his finances now she new it was true, there she sits on her bed putting her hand on her belly and talks to the baby.

Lana: I'm sorry...kid...I wish you could have seen him..I think he would have loved to see you....we need to live on for him ....huh.....

she was falling asleep slowly...in her dream she was in a dark room she heard a familiar voice turning around seeing a figure the only thing she could see was his lips...she could tell who it was it was graves

Graves:.....Lana.....

Lana: .....Phillip?

Graves: I'm sorry.......

Lana: I'm really going insane.......I'm seeing my ex in my dreams..

Graves: I really did love you.....

Lana looks at him...she wishes this was real that she could just run to him but she knows she cant....

Lana: I never doubted that....you know people said things about you how you were cruel a traitor....evil.....but you were none of those things to me....I loved you too.

Lana wakes up feeling a kick in her stomach and tears in her eyes she sighs looking up at the ceiling ....like graves would.

(a lil bit more angst for yall sorry.)

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I actually am fine with him being bald

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I’m holding in a rather loud moan rn.

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KÖNIG call of duty: modern warfare ii

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the fact that we cant have this skin SENDS MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE

instead we got boring horangi skin

he’s literally my baby boy I love him so much it’s unbearable lmaoooo

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