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#Bo Price
ohbo-ohno · 6 months
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i think all the 141 guys are insanely possessive (just in different ways)
Any chance you’d be willing to expand on this? Specifically with Ghost and Soap? 👀
🍋 Anon
I Will Try My Best 🫶 just a short lil thing for now but:
gaz is the most "normal" of them. he's perfectly content to just keep an arm around your shoulder/your waist or hold hands in public, since he knows that everyone already knows you're his <3 but i think he'd really get off on his own possessiveness in bed. he'll moan endlessly about you being his while fucking you, practically gets himself off just by mumbling mine, all mine, my pretty baby, my love in your ear
price is casual with his possessiveness. you know you belong to him, he knows you belong to him, and everyone you come across knows you belong to him thanks to the just-verging-on-inappropriate way he touches you in public. his hand a little too low on your back, his palm cupping your breast, kisses with tongue that last a little too long. you belong to him and he wants people to know, but he also treats his own possessiveness completely normally (even if everyone's staring). does that make any sense?
ghost is like a silent shadow. always nearby, always touching you, always silent. everyone knows you belong to him because you two are attached at the hip. out to dinner? you're on his lap. at an event? you're standing in front of him and he's got his arms wrapped around your waist, holding you tight to him. he glares at anyone who he deems too close, and is overall perfectly content to just be a silent sentry by your side
soap is gross. my PDA king, i love him, but the two of you are making everyone around you uncomfortable at all times. you give him even the chance to make out with you (aka you face him head-on) and he's got his tongue down your throat. you sit on his lap with your back to his front just so he can't kiss you. you're his and he wants everyone around the two of you to know it at every moment, there should never be any doubt in someone's mind.
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ghostlywhiskey · 4 months
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brain empty and the only thought is the feeling of price’s beard scratching against the skin of your neck while he nuzzles it before alternating between harsh and soft kisses. knows how embarrassed you get when he leaves visible marks behind, but can’t help leaving just a tiny one. murmuring into your neck that he’s sorry. says he’ll be careful, but proceeds to leave another one on the opposite side, arms secured around you from wriggling away.
when you’re trying to cover it up with makeup later in the mirror, he’ll come up behind you and teasingly press his teeth against your neck. “don’t know why you won’t just let people see it,” he mumbled, hands giving your waist a squeeze before he pulls away from you and lets you continue covering it up.
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homicidal-slvt · 10 months
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I love being unapologetically a whore for fictional characters.
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auspicioustidings · 6 months
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I love your work! May I please request ghost finding a captured civilian in an enemy base and taking her for himself?
Ah little posessive freak Ghost my beloved <3 I didn't know if you were looking for fluff or twisted Simon so I've leant towards the latter!
CW: Attempted rape (non-graphic), kidnapping
They had been warned there were going to be civillians in the building, but it wasn't the first time Ghost had to work around hostages to get the job done. It was an understanding on the team that whereever possible it wasn't going to be the huge fucker in the skull mask who dealt with that side of things. If they knew where hostages were being kept, that's where they sent Gaz or Johnny or even Price to settle them and get them out. Not the Ghost.
And that was working smoothly once again. Gaz had radioed in saying he found where they were being kept, had taken out their guards and would wait for the all clear for an exit route for the handful of doubtless terrified little civilians looking at him like he was the second coming for saving them.
They were all accounted for and that always made Ghost feel some tension bleed away. The last thing he needed to be worrying about was hostage situations.
The rest of the mission was easy enough, taking out any enemies and finding the saferoom to snoop around in for intel. It was laughably easy to get into. Saferooms only really worked if the person who knew the code didn't spill it at the first little twist of an arm, the press of a knife against their throat. They only worked if they were used. But obviously playing at warlord the man was arrogant, thought he could easily take on whoever came at him. Idiot. The moment he had the code, Ghost had no more use for him until he could get him somewhere for a proper interrogation, so he was smacked in the skull with a pistol and out cold. His fingerprints and eye scanner worked just fine even with him unconcious and the code he had given beeped with a green light and the click of a lock.
It was a damn good thing that you assumed it was your captor coming in and so were aiming the cast iron at where his face would be. Instead it smacked into the tactical vest of a much taller man. You hissed and spat and fought like a feral cat when the man immediately reacted by grabbing your wrist and twisting so you cried out and dropped the pan. There went your weapon, there wasn't much else to use in this little safe room but for the small implements in the kitchen and you hadn't felt confident with a knife. A blunt object with a larger surface area had felt like a better bet.
"Don't fucking touch me! I'll claw your fucking eyes out!" you spat out at what you were sure was a bloody monster.
You had been a victim of wrong place wrong time about 12 hours prior. You had broken down on a stretch of road that barely got any use and had fuck all phone signal to get help, so were at the mercy of someone passing by. Just your luck the someone passing by was some slimy asshole with a compound nearby he thought to drag you to. He had found out quickly he wasn't getting his hands on you without a fight. You were a bit of a mess, shirt torn and what you suspected was a cracked orbital bone from where he had punched you after you bit his tongue. You wished you had bit fucking harder.
The only thing that had saved you in the end was the alarm going off. The man had thrown you into the safe room, telling you that once he had dealt with whoever dared break into his base he was going to fuck you bloody. You'd kill him before he got the chance. You'd fucking kill him before all this adrenaline fuelled fight turned into fear and had you accepting your fate.
The monster in the skull mask didn't have the laugh of a monster. It was gruff but there was something very genuine about it. He had his hands on both of your wrists, locking them so you couldn't scratch at him with yout body pulled right into him so you couldn't kick either. Your wrists were pinned at your chin so you couldn't even bite at him. Didn't much stop you from fighting, trying to just drop all of your weight to get him off balance. The added weight did not phase him in the slightest.
"Settle sweetheart, I'm the good guy."
"Do good guys often wear skull masks?!" you hissed back, still struggling to no avail.
He manouvered so that you could see out of the doorway and to the passed out man on the floor.
"They do when they're going after bad guys."
It was like all the adrenaline had finally burned off at right that moment and you felt yourself go boneless in his hold, fight gone. You had a sick moment of being disappointed that you could see that the man was still breathing.
"We sure all the civilians are accounted for?"
You felt a little dazed as you squinted back at him before realising he must have been speaking on the radio. Whatever he heard back must have been interesting because he looked at you, considering, before twisted the little dial to another channel.
"Got a stray, let's keep it out of the reports."
Simon knew that the 141 would back him up. After all, him and the Seargants had always admired the relationship between Price and his wife even if when they first met she kept trying to murder him. She had grown out of it after a few years.
And Simon had never felt like this before. He thought you truly would have killed him if you had been able when he opened the door. It was love at first murder attempt for him.
He cooed at you and comforted you the whole way through exfil. It wasn't until you realised that you couldn't leave that it really started getting fun.
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tanked-up · 2 months
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Soap: Why ye’ face so fuckin ugly
Ghost: Why you look like a naked mole rat
(Insert crowd booing)
Soap: Why ye’ built like a skull
Ghost: Ur joking
Soap: I’m not
Ghost: Alright that’s it-
Price: Keep going, you’re doing great
Ghost: I can’t argue anymore, Capt’n!
Price: Leave your feelings aside, FOR JUST ONE SECOND and focus
Soap: …
Ghost: …
(Insert crowd gasping)
Price: WHO’S CONTROLLING THE SOUND?
Gaz mumbling: Me…
Soap: What do ye’ mean “feelings”
Ghost: He meant nothin… c’mon continue
Soap: Hmm… alright well ye’ built like a dump truck
Ghost: what.
Soap: hmm? Did I say that?
Price: Help me God
(Insert clown music)
Price: It was me this time
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loverjareau · 4 days
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space between. descendants 2 soundtrack. 2017.
photo credits - paul sancya / stephen r. sylvanie / paul sancya / colorado avalanche on x / ap photo / christinne muschi / giuliano fantilli / nbc sports / bally sports / colorado avalanche on x / yong kim / capitals on x / josie lepe / christopher hanewinckel / john e. sokolowski / jeff vinnick / michael martin / joe sargent
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buterccup · 1 year
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Popcorn🤭
Gaz is teaching [Name] how to make popcorn
Gaz: I put the packet on the glass
[Name]: What glass???
Gaz: The little glass dish in the microwave-
[Name]: Got it.
Gaz: I close the door.
[Name]: Which door
Ghost: ...
Soap: [Recording this]
Gaz: thedoorto the micROWAVE WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU?!
Price: [Disappointed in his kids]
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issdisgrace · 1 year
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I would give up so many things for hot men. You need my family to go. Thank god, I’ve always wanted to get rid of them. You need my friends to go. Can I keep my one. I only really want them. You need me to stay home and cook and clean. Alright do you mind if I take naps. Need me to wait on you hand and foot. Do you mind if I’m slow sometimes.
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plussizedreader · 6 months
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Hello all! I was inspired by the amazing @391780 and her fat reader stories to start this blog (so give her a follow!) anyways introduction post!
My name is Bo/Maul, and this blog will be dedicated to ONLY fat readers with canon characters with multiple fandoms. There will be smut, so this blog will be 18+, so any younger I will block! I will primarily write a fem reader, but will try my hardest to try male or gn readers!
Here are the fandoms and characters I’ll write for! I try to get all my smaller interest in here for those who also like it and get zero content for it!
Horror-
House of Wax (Bo, Vincent, and Lester)
Firefly trilogy (Baby, Otis, Foxy, I will write Spaulding, but fluff and anything but smut since he reminds me a lot of my grandpa lol)
31 (Doomhead)
Micheal Myers from any version of the series
Texas Chainsaw Massacre (any version of Leatherface Thomas, Bubba etc, Choptop)
Near Dark (Severen, Jesse, Diamondback)
Saw (Peter Strahm, Mark Hoffman, Amanda Young, Adam Stanheight)
Video Games-
Red Dead Redemption (Arthur Morgan, John Marston, Dutch Van Der Linde, Charles Smith, Javier Escuella, Sadie Adler, Karen Jones, Abigail Roberts-Marston, Mary-Beth Gaskill, Tilly Jackson, Susan Grimshaw)
Call of Duty Modern Warfare Remake Games (John Price, Simon Riley, Soap, Gaz, Alex Keller, Farrah (I’ll write romance but no smut for Farrah!), Kate Lazwell, Phillip Graves, Vladimir Makarov.)
Last of Us (Joel Miller, Ellie Williams (I will ONLY write adult Ellie and only ever with a Fem reader) Abby Anderson, Tommy Miller)
Days Gone (Deacon St John, Boozer)
Mortal Kombat (Johnny Cage, Kenchi,Sub Zero, Scorpion, Shang Tsung, Shao Khan, Mileena, Kitana, Sindel, Kabal, Kano, Erron Black. NOTE please specify which timeline these characters are from or which movie so I know the correct characterization!)
Resident Evil series (Lady Dimitrescu, Heisenberg, Carlos Olivera, Chris Redfield.)
Movies/TV-
Star Wars (Anakin Skywalker, Obi-Wan Kenobi, Darth Maul)
Stranger Things (Hopper, Eddie Munson)
Blacklist (Raymond Reddington)
With that being said, while I will write smut, there are things I will not write, such as fat fetish and weight gain fetish bullshit, and I will continue to expand this list, also I can just simply say no I’m not gonna write it if I don’t like it lol.
This list is bound to change with my interest and I’ll add and take off things as needed! Please send in any request and I’ll start working on it shortly!
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raccoonspooky · 2 years
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i know house of wax was made in 2005 but like I'd 10000% be lured into their hell town for dollar nineteen gas and id be mad when i didn't get my dollar nineteen gas like you LIED TO ME ABOUT GAS PRICES???? you MONSTER?? as I'm whole ass being covered in wax those would be my final thoughts. If I escaped I wouldn't even run id fight my way outta bo's murder basement and still be mad about the gas and id yell at him about it and then i'd die.
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verawhisk · 2 months
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when you and your master are shunted into another world but he remains his arrogant self
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ohbo-ohno · 7 months
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Kinktober Day 8 - Breeding
John Price x Reader - 1k (on ao3)
summary: You worry that your boss sees your relationship as more long-term than you do. (Reader POV, second person)
cw: implied stealthing, under negotiated breeding kink, one-sided daddy kink
You tell yourself it’s just a kink.
You’re not ready to become a mother - you’d like to be married for at least a year before even trying for a baby, and you’d like to have an established career before even getting married. For you, the idea of a bun in the oven is so far down the line it’s not even visible on the horizon yet.
But you know it’s not the same for Price. He’s older than you, has lived a far wilder life and lost it what must be nearly a dozen times over. He’s a weathered man, with deep lines on his forehead and wrinkles around his eyes, just the tiniest hint of silver creeping into his beard.
You know it’s not smart to have a fling with him. Not only is he your boss and a controversially older man, but he’s also the exact opposite of a commitment-phobe like you. He’s always looking for more commitment in fact, something you hadn’t expected considering the illicitness of your relationship with him.
You'd assumed an affair with your boss would involve mostly quickies in closets, a refusal to be in the same room as one another during the workday, maybe even pretending to dislike each other around other coworkers. Instead, he talks to you more once you start sleeping together than he had before - he parks himself on your desk at any time he pleases, invites you to have lunch in his office with him (alone), and laughs when your co-workers call him your work-husband.
So you know that he wants more, that he wants you to really be with him (he hints at far more than just that, but doesn’t dare say it aloud, which you’re glad for) past just being his secretary and his fuckbuddy. 
In fact, he’d nearly torn you into two when you’d giggled and called him a “bootycall” after he called you back into work hours after you’d gone home. His face had gone from eager and affectionate to what you can only call scolding, and he’d been rougher with you than normal. You enjoy a few smacks to your ass, but that night he’d spanked you hard enough to leave you squirming the next morning when you sat at your desk. You’d been pouty about it, had glared only half-playfully at him when he smirked, but the way he ate you out on his desk for lunch more than made up for the discomfort. 
And he makes these… comments sometimes, while he’s buried inside you. Things that allude to a future you’re not ready for.
Gotta come after me, sweetheart, it takes better like that.
Hips up, don’t let any of me drip out.
Gonna make me a daddy, pretty thing? Huh? Gonna take my cum and grow me a baby?
My good fuckin’ girl, lettin’ me breed her pretty cunt.
Gonna look so pretty, all round for me. Gonna take such good care of you.
C’mon, honey, wanna make sure it sticks this time.
You tell yourself it’s just a kink. He plugs you up with a couple fingers once he’s finished, says “Just to make sure you don��t lose any of my cum, can’t be wastin’ it right now,” and licks your clit until your legs shake. 
He hardly fucks you in any position that isn’t bent over his desk, no matter how much you whine and beg for me. He just smacks your ass, gives you an extra orgasm or two to keep you placated. More often than not he leaves you bent over the desk after he’s finished, tilts your hips up a little higher and gives you a kiss on the temple as he sits back in his seat to get back to work.
You’d told him to use a condom the first few times, even though you’ve been on birth control for years. You’ve always been responsible with flings, been more than willing to send a man packing at the first hint of whining if he didn’t want to wear protection. A baby has never once crossed your mind as an option, and it certainly doesn't now.
So it was instinct to tell Price to put on a condom before he fucked you the first time. And he had, without kicking up any fuss about it past a furrowed brow and a grumble or two.
But then the condom broke, and you were left with his cum dripping down your thighs. You’d had a moment of panic, but he’d given you money for Plan B, and you told yourself the odds of getting pregnant with Plan B and birth control were so low it wasn’t worth stressing out over.
The condom broke the second time. And the third. And the fourth. And the fifth. And every time after that you asked him to wear one.
At some point you stopped asking, and he never remembered himself. A few muttered questions about what brand he’d been using between fevered kisses, thick fingers at your cunt a distraction, and eventually you told yourself it wouldn’t matter as long as you kept taking the birth control pills.
It would be rude to demand Plan B after every round, right? Plus, asking for cash minutes after you'd both gotten off always made you feel a bit... dirty. When you feel him drip down your thighs, when you pull your panties up and feel the mixture of both of you gather there, you tell yourself that the birth control will surely do it's job, and you try not to worry.
Now, pulling open the drawer where you keep your pills, you wonder if maybe all his talk of babies and his cum taking is more than just heat-of-the-moment dirty talk.
You stare down at the empty drawer and every time he’s called himself Daddy echoes in your ear like a choir.
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clefdesoll · 7 hours
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homicidal-slvt · 9 months
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Yeah, I sluttified your favorite character. And I'll do it again.
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greatlydelirious · 1 year
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𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐈'𝐦 𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐎𝐧
I always tell you guys I’m working on stuff, but I wanted to share the specific fics I’m currently working on.
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All is Fair - Aemond Targaryen x F!Reader
summary: Arranged marriages are commonplace to keep peace in times of approaching war, but what happens when the people meant to be wed have a sorted history?
warnings: rough smut, fluffy aftercare, minor injury
Immortal She - Tommy Shelby x F!Reader
summary: Tommy Shelby becomes infatuated with the Solomons sister who has more lives than a cat and sharper wit than a whip.
warnings: smut, slow-burn, angst, injury, violence, fluff
Forever Jealous - Bo Sinclair x F!Reader
summary: When a new group stumbles into town you catch the eye of one of the men with your tight outfit and sweet smile. Bo doesn’t like it. Not one bit.
warnings: rough smut, PDA, possessive behavior, angst, fluff
Crucible of Desire (VI) - Karl Heisenberg x F!Reader
summary: There is only one thing to do with a witch.
warnings: heavy angst, violence, injury, fluff, smut, possessive behavior
Etched in Blood - Simon “Ghost” Riley x F!Reader
summary: Love is more than skin-deep.
warnings: angst, mentions of past trauma, soft smut, fluff
When I’m Gone - Captain John Price x F!Reader
summary: “No strings attached” doesn’t work when you’re madly in love.
warnings: major injury, slight gore, angst, possessive behavior, fluff, heavy petting, implied smut, happy ending
Old Habits - Kratos x F!Reader
summary: Kratos worked hard to change himself from the impulsive, angry man he once ones. However, old habits come to the surface when another man tries to take what's his.
warnings: smut, possessive behavior, manhandling, jealous Kratos, fluff
Of Gods and Men - Kratos x F!Reader
summary: The duality of love and grief is something not only men, but Gods struggle to come to terms with. Fate is tested when this concept gets in the way of a destined pair.
warnings: slow-burn, angst, mentions of violence, injuries, fluff, heavy petting, love confessions, love triangles, smut, lore heavy
Friend or Foe - Heimdall x F!Reader
summary: Heimdall will always prove a point.
warnings: smut, established relationship, sparring, power imbalance, Heimdall being his smug self
Late Night Confessions - Lester Sinclair x F!Reader
summary: The youngest Sinclair was star-struck by you since the day you stumbled into Ambrose. Little does he know that you’ve fallen for him as well.
warnings: heavy petting, over clothes smut, fluff, Bo being a dick
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I’m going to go dark again so I can get most of these finished because I get very easily distracted. I’ll probably only reappear to post a finished fic and dip right after to finish another one and repeat that cycle until I get these done.
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homesickhalfling · 5 months
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My favourite Tall Bois sitting awkwardly (pt 1)
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