a/n: added a lil espresso bc it was way too short:/
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y/ninstagram: New single out now! It’s called so high school. I wanna thank jack for helping produce this and i wanna thank my boy for being my muse<3 You know who you are i love you;).
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fan63: YESS Y/N IS FEEDING USSSS
fan95: hello who is this about😭
fan24: girlll “you know how to drive i know Aristotle” imma need every person who has a license in the world
fan78: is this abt a race car driver?
→fan75: Nascar maybe??
mclaren: We love the song y/n🧡
→fan35: ariana wyd here?
→fan40: is the song about a mclaren driver?
→fan28: girl no
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fan40: guys I think so high school is abt a McLaren f1 driver and here’s why. Most obvious one, in her song So High School she says you know how to drive i know aristotle, so it’s somebody in the racing world, then on her anouncement mclaren commented saying that they “loved the song” know it might just be that y/n a McLaren f1 fan but also maybe they met at the bahrain gp that y/n was in march. coincidence I THINK NOT.
→fan38: girl im not gonna lie ur kinda onto something…
→fan82: nurse shes out again!
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F1wags: Lando Norris and singer/songwriter Y/n Y/Ln spotted at Club Gascon in London out only a week after speculations of who her new song So High School was about. People said they had their romantic dinner then were spotted walking to the guildhall art gallery. New couple alert?
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fan64: Y/N IN THE LIKES?????!!!!
fan71: guys maybe that twitter thread was right…
fan49: she dates to many guys, im scared for lando
→fan57: her song abt him is literally how she wants them to be forever bsffr…
fan35: Not my two worlds colliding
fan91: im actually so ready for this relationship
fan86: the next album is about to be so fireee
fan63: @/y/ninstagram @/landonorris care to explain yourselves???
→y/ninstagram: No thanks
→landonorris: no we’re good
→fan63: WE’RE!!!???????
fan54: THEY HIT THE PENTAGON
Texts between lando and y/n
y/n: should we just hard launch already?
landino: I mean they kinda already know.
y/n: alr im making the post, make yours sweet please. I dont trust you
landino: awhh please baby i had a whole caption out😔🤚
y/n: don’t come crying to after mclaren scolding you again babe
landino: YIPPIEEEE
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y/ninstagram: you know what you wanted and boy, you got her🧡 ft real pic of me on the last slide watching lan and his friends listen to so high school
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maxfewtrell: still haven’t recovered from that song…
→landonorris: wanna play gta tonight?
→maxfewtrell: NO
→angryginge13: NO
→martingarrix: NO
→ maxverstappen: NO
→ danielricciardo: NO
→ y/ninstagram: damn, American Pie then?
landonorris: love you babe(i would have chose kill)
→ y/ninstagram: oh what’d you say “no sex for a month”
→ landonorris: NO I SAID I LOVE YOU AND YOUR THE BEST PERSON ON THIS EARTH AND YOUR SO AWESOME AND COOL😍❤️❤️❤️💕💕😘😘🥰(plz lemme eat u out)
fan40: I WAS RIGHT AND U ALL SAID I WAS CRAZY
fan83: the fifth slide!!!!???
fan74: they’re actually so cute omg
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landonorris: it’s true, swear, scouts honor . Also me n her if we were in gta🤭
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Maxfewtrell:WAIT I JUST GOT THE SCOUTS HONOR LYRIC… GROSS
→ landonorris: sorry💁
→ y/ninstagram: sorry💁♀️
martingarrix: I will never be able to look either of y'all in the eye
→ y/ninstagram: sorry💁♀️
→ landonorris: sorry💁
Y/Instagram: i told you to make it sweet…
→landonorris: this IS sweet…like you😛
→y/Instagram: blocked and reported
fan57: 3RD SLIDE IS SO MOMMY🧎♀️🧎♀️
Mclaren: hey can we maybe not
fan10: y/n plz I could treat you so much better
→landonorris: did you not listen to the song?
carlossainz: landos not so little anymore🥲
→y/Instagram: definitely not little
oscarpiastri: guys please tell them to stop making out in front of me I. AM. TIRED
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y/ninstagram: ESPRESSO SONG AND MUSIC VIDEO OUT NOW!
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landonorris: you mountain dew it for me😻😻😻
landonorris: first
landonorris: most beautiful amazing gorgeous person on this earth🤭🤭
→y/ninstagram: 🤭🤭🤭 cmere🤭🤭🤭
→ landonorris: yes ma’am🧎♀️🧎♀️
fan45: not Lando being a simp on main
→landonorris: AND I WILL DO IT AGAIN
fan76: why does vroom vroom guy keep getting songs😔
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yourusername photo dump time 🗣️🗣️
guess who ran into connor bedard at the family function 😱 he was looking at me weird n shit cuz me and mark were cosplaying as rapunzel and flynn rider
also i love taking screenshots of my bf and his goofy brothers when they look stupid!
summery: its chris’ first time and you guide him through it….
WARNING: smut, sub!chris x reader, p in v, oral( fem ), no protection( wrap it up kids ), virginity loss, creampie, ma, mama, baby, nickname (NOT PROOFREAD)
( a/n: sorry it took so long for me to post again😭 i was on vacation and school is kicking my ass )
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Me and Chris have never have sex before, we have talked about and we’ve made out and gotten close to it but he’s always kinda pulled away. I will never pressure him into anything bc i don’t know his side of it but ever since we got together (5 months ago) i haven’t had sex or even touched myself. I want to ask him about it but i don’t wanna push boundaries.
Chris was laying across my chest editing a video for his personal channel while i watched him. “ Chris can I ask you something?” i asked thinking about how to word this. “ Of course baby what’s up?” he looked up at me from his computer. I went quiet, “ Do you not want to have sex with me? Like do i do something that you don’t like or are you not ready, im just nervous im doing something wrong.” i blurt out. He turned his head back down motionless. “ im so sorry for asking that, it’s just been in my head for a while an-“ He cuts me off. “ i’ve never done it before” he says quietly. “ what..” i gasped surprisingly. “ yo don’t make fun of me” he rolled his eyes. “ im not baby i just thought you would’ve” i run my hand through his hair. It fell quiet after that, “ can we do it? i mean i never have but i can try” he looks up at me. “ don’t worry ill teach you”
i stand up leading him to my room, pushing the door open and guiding him to he was standing right in front of my bed “ Here sit down” i say slightly push him and straddle him. He smiles up at me pulling me into a kiss. “ Take off my shirt” i say lifting up my arms as he slips my shirt off. Normally when it gets to this point he pulls away, “ do you wanna keep going baby?” i ask breaking the kiss. “Yeah” he lets out a breath. I make eye contact with him reaching behind me uncliping my bra letting it fall off my shoulders. Chris’ eyes widened look straight at them. I picked up his hands pulling them up to grab my tits “ you can touch me baby don’t be scared” i wink i him. he lets a slight whimper slip as he stars getting harder under me. I rock back and forth creating friction between us. “ can i taste you?” chris whimpers. “ of course baby.” i say with a smile getting off of him and crawling to the head of the bed taking my panties off leaning back and spreading my legs infront of him. “ fuck you so pretty” he moved over between my legs. He pushed a finger in me, i let out a gasp and i look down at him. “your so wet mama” he latches his lips to my clit. he continues licking in my folds, he pulls away “ am i doing good” he looks up at me still pumping his fingers in me. “ fuck yes good job” i lightly push his head back into me rocking my hips on his face. He smirks onto my pussy at my actions and continues. “ fuck chris im close” i moan. his tongue speed up in me, i let go with a squeal as he laps up my cum.
“great job chris” i smiled down at him. “you taste good ma” he said connecting our lips. “can i ride you” i asked. “yes please” he said swapping places with me. i kneel on the bed next to him, i pulled off his sweats palming his hard through his underwear. I watched as his eyes roll back a bit as a touch him. i slide down his underwear my eyes widened at his size, i slung my leg over to straddle him giving his dick i few times before sliding down on him. “omg you so big” i fall forward putting my hands on either side on his head. He grabs my hips moving them up and down on him “ god you feel so good” he groans letting his mouth fall open. i start bouncing on him at a fast pace feeling him squeeze my things in pleaser.
I feel the knot in my stomach, i clench around him “fuck baby i’m so close” he whimpers from below me. “go ahead and cum pretty boy im right behind you i arched my back.” His hips jerk up into me as a feel strings of his hot cum inside of me as a fall over the edge with my legs shack and my nails digging into his shoulders. i get off of him and he moves over so can fit in the bed to and looks at me. “thank you” he half smiles at me. “for what baby?” i stroke his soft brown hair. “For yk… being my first time” he says. “no problem you did wonderful baby” i say getting up and going over to get him and i clothes and tossing him some sweats. “so did you” he breathes pulling clean pants on. i ran back over to the giggling and cuddling with chris until i felt his breathing slow and he feel asleep peacefully. “ my beautiful boy” i admire him…
did yall miss me. i hope you did bc im returning with a bang. anyways here’s this. warnings: mcd, child abuse. up on ao3 within a few days
A new day, a new disaster, that’s what soap would say. He was always an optimist. Never heard saying anything about how they were likely going to die on suicide missions. Even though it was so valiantly obvious. He has to be watching from his overwatch position right now.
Ghost was glad to have him on his 6. They’d been switching places more often, soap on overwatch and sniping the people trying to end his life. He never called out to him about these people. Sometimes they’d just end up dead.
He always knows it was soap though, who else could do that so accurately. Soap was the best of the best. He’s not going to let ghost die. He’s not that selfish, never was.
Soap was the best of the best, most morally sound. He held his religion above many temptations. Infil was filled with chatter most of the time, except for soap, running his thumb over rosaries and whispering to a power long forgotten by the other men.
Exfil, a shell shocked soap would sit silently, or wail for not his mother, or ghost, but for someone, god maybe, to end his suffering. He was already going to hell, that’s what a priest told him at 15. He confessed and was told his punishment.
Never repeating that confession to anyone else, in fear of rejection. At 16 he carried his older cousin's casket in between the pews of that same church. He got home and told to man up. He turned 17 and enlisted.
That led to right now, soap covering his 6 and ghost shouting for help. A bullet lodged into his spine, blood gushing from the wound. His screams would’ve revealed his position if he cared anymore. There was no way he would get out of this. He just needed to get to a position he could radio to exfil from.
The enemy must’ve heard his screaming for Johnny, there was no response from soaps end. He must’ve been comprised.
The thundering footsteps we’re getting louder needed to move.
He pulled his hands above his head, chin resting on the ground. Looking up from under his eyebrows he saw about 20 meters until cover.
Pushing his arm to unbend he grabbed for purchase on the grass. He needed to pull himself forward to get to cover. His legs proving useless he grabbed a handful of grass and pulls. It rips.
He keeps trying to pull himself forward, but with every futile grasp comes a handfull of dirt and roots. The footsteps grow louder. He can’t die like this.
He screams in pain and frustration. Johnny is comprised, he’s comprised. It’s a solo mission, he needs to call exfil there’s no price here to scoop his useless self off the floor. He could cry. He won’t cry.
He grabbed a rock and pulled himself forward a foot. That’s okay, he’ll to cover soon. He’ll stay awake, he’ll stay strong. He will not cry.
Another idea comes to mind. He pulls 2 knives from his kit and stabs one into the dirt to use as a sort of handle.
One foot at a time he drags himself to the tree line. Sitting up to access his radio he leans on a tree.
He calls laswell. He needs exfil. He needs to leave. He’s losing blood, but he can’t feel it, he’ll pull through.
His eggs were twisted in horrible ways, he didn’t feel that pain, but he also couldn’t move them. He’ll be okay, he can just rest his eyes for a few minutes. His eyes were far to tired.
Nothing from soap. Nothing from laswell, there’s no point in staying awake, he’ll wake up to the radio transmission.
His eyes fall open again.
“-nom, SIMON! COME IN!” A young woman was on the other side of his radio.
“Mom? Mom I’m scared, I don’t want you to leave me here with him again.” It seemed he was crying.
“Simon who’s there, I’m coming, we need to know where you are.”
“Mommy I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to. I’m in the woods mom. Please don’t let him find me. He had a bat mom.” Drearily weeping through the radio was not something that elete SAS lieutenants do. But his mom was back, he missed her so much.
She tried her damn best, especially since he was stuck with his bummy ass father. She tended to his wounds whenever she was sober. She took beatings for him when he was too young to know he’s a man and he should be taking it. She wiped his tears whenever he came crying. Somehow it wasn’t enough.
He still had his tooth knocked out, he still was given drugs before he realized what they were. He still had to see that sex worker die. He still has to kiss that snake.
Haven forgotten about that snake until right now the hissing in his ear was not of any relief. It should’ve, it would mean his radio was working. His hands were too heavy to really hit the button to turn it on though.
Tears were not allowed though. The snake was in his ear, not biting his lip, his mom was talking to him. And Johnny would be back soon.
“Ghost, Simon, do you copy.”
“Mom I’m not alone anymore”
Crunching could he heard, a dark figure approaching him. He had a pistol. He shot the gun, but the bullet shot right next to his ear. He let himself relax, foolishly.
The man in front of him was his father, but his face was skewed. One part of it was his father, and the other half was of price. The side with price reached out and told him to calm down and stay awake. Then price was gone and it was just his father.
He was screaming, not Simon, Simon would recognize who was screaming and it wasn’t himself. A blow landed on his head, he saw it but didn’t feel it. His father was standing there, his mouth was moving but he wasn’t saying anything. Then he hissed like a snake. Mouth open he saw the snake that bit him all those years ago, he started screaming for real this time.
The snaked closed is mouth and then said something in Spainish. This man was none other than a cackling manual roba. Scalpel in one hand he laughed. The scar on his ribs flared up as he was called every insult under the sun. He was told to not fear as, it would feel so nice soon.
Turning his head out of the grasp roba has on his face he was met with Vernon’s rotting skeletal face. There was dirt in his eyes, ears, mouth, nose. He was buried.
“GHOST!”
“Mom? Save me.”
“Ghost who’s with you right now.”
He opens his eyes, praying he can see at the end of this all. Scratched corneas would end his career, and his career is all that he had left.
In front of him, soap was sitting, thumbing his rosaries and mumbling a prayer. Without greeting he looks up. “Simon, I’ve missed you.”
“Ghost. I repeat, who is with you?”
“Johnny. Bye mommy, I’ll see you soon.”
With his final goodbye to the only person to truly love him, he can rest.
“Simon, I loved you too.” A Scottish lilt was the last thing he heard before the world went silent. He laid his head on the tree and closed his eyes. He hoped that Johnny was in the next 7 minutes. And price and Gaz. Maybe he can finally see them again too. Laswell will join them at some point. Then they can meet her wife. Maybe she’ll have kids after retirement.
He hoped he was happy.
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Ghost was found 2 days later. Soaps rosary in his pocket and tear tracks running down his face wiping off the eye black.
Task force 141 was together, earthly and in spirit. Buried in the national cemetery one next to the other.
I just skimmed through the art part of your blog and holy bajeebus your LMK art is so beautiful and the headcanon ideas you come up with are so good I wanna steal em-
Kinda wanna see like a part 2 of the little angst you did between MK and Macaque a while ago. It's so interesting and I wanna see Macaque's reaction in your art style. (You don't have to of course, it's just a suggestion [idk if i spelled that right])
Thanks for reading and hope you have a good day/night!
OH ARTHUR BENNETT.. such a gorgeous and intriguing character. terribly burdened by a GRUESOME set of crimes, his light suffocated by a HEAVY century of GUILT. so tragic, so dark and broody, and yet PAINFULLY awkward in any social setting ever
I Know kim and harry literally index the case using the date 08/03 suggesting this is the date of day 1 however ruby's diary entry says M's peone is coming to martinaise to investigate on the Ninth (and besides, it doesnt fit with the date of death being the fourth and that the corpse has been hanging for seven days as of day 1). might the index just use eg the date the corpse was reported to the rcm rather than the date assigned officers actually make it to the scene
i napped the entire day away and my dreams included, but were not limited to: big earthquake that, as it was happening, i was like "oh this is a bad one" and my stepdad went "its not that bad" - our house slid down a ravine into water / very vivid evening apocalypse that - after the blast hit and i died - swirled into sleep paralysis that occurred While I Was Dreaming (and i do mean swirled. i got whipped around like an inflatable tube man) / rich people sitcom where everyone was unbearable but i had my dear cat Letti with me / sound-based monster shaped like my mom that i kept from killing me via a funny joke (i didnt even get to finish my microwaved macaroni smh)
ranking the hagsquad by how much game i think they have, from least to most
- starting with least we have Alador. Odalia being the one who takes all the initiative in their relationship should be obvious enough that she made the first move. he has the game of a caterpillar. game of a leaf on a branch. he had three kids so i do think he knows his away around the sheets but if you put him in a bar he’d just start questioning the bartender about the mechanics of the drinks on tap. 1/10 gets one point for odalia wanting to willingly have sex with him twice despite the fact that he smells bad and his palismen is just his ratsona
- next is Darius. i’m so passionate about Darius having zero game you have no idea. like he’s gorgeous. he’s a beautiful, beautiful man and he cannot flirt to save his life. never matured past grade school flirting techniques and is self-aware enough to both know this and be embarrassed by this but cannot bring himself to change. he is so lucky he’s rich and hot otherwise that man would not have seen ANY action in the like. 20 years between highschool and alador finally divorcing odalia. 3/10 godbless <3
- lilith. she’s a lot like darius where she’s hot as hell and knows it but the difference is where darius tries and fails to flirt, lilith has zero interest and thus, if she were to flirt (idk for tactical reasons) or if her words were misinterpreted as flirting, she lacks the same self-consciousness he does and thus comes off more confident. when you get to know her you realize she’s a huge nerd and no one to be scared of, but if you don’t know her then her ice-cold coolness (re: undiagnosed autism) gives her a sense of cool mystique and allure. maybe she’s born with it. maybe it’s the same secret sauce they put in her great (x9) grampa, connecticut caleb. 4.5/10, would be mad about getting this high on the scale. leave her alone.
- perry porter. now you may see, ladel, we don’t know anything about perry, how could you possibly determine how much rizz he posseses? simple. i’m gonna make shit up about him. Perry was the weird kid in highschool and didn’t get much game on account of his weird obssession with journalism (everyone knew him bc he was the local gossip monger, but ppl only really went to him for the gossip. so he didn’t have many friends. kind of a parallel to his son in a sense!) but he had like. nerd game come college. he’s chill and smart and passionate and articulate about His Thing (journalism) and it makes him likeable and thus, to ppl who like sweet passionate nerds, deeply fuckable. i don’t know that i hc gus’ theoratical mom (who i’m presuming died when he was young) as a fellow journalist but i DO hc that she’s very lois lane in the vibes. and perry was her clark kent in many ways, minus the super alter ego. also he’s a DILF what can i say. 6/10, an acquired taste for sophisticated palettes
- EDA!!! zach marcus has already gone on record saying she was a horn dog in early scripts, and the show repeatedly makes references to her attractiveness, calling her “foxy”, warden wraths crush on her, she references having multiple ex-boyfriends, etc. we know she’s been around and that she’s got some game. it’d defintely be in her own, weird, swamp witch-y kinda way (eda’s kinda gross. like in general i feel like she doesn’t smell good most of the time) but she’s got that weird irresistable pull about her. she’s a freak but no matter your persuasions you’re kinda??? into it??? of course, the trouble with eda (8.5/10 btw) is that she has one weakness in the flirting department...
- Raine. Rainestorm. ray-ray. Raine rizzpers, if you will. the bard. the myth. the legend. transgender swag, treasonous intent, slutty little white shirt and an addiction to flirting with our favorite owl lady, even in the face of death. smug cunt. i know they get bitches. i know this to be true the same way i know that if i toss something in the air, gravity will pull it back down to me. the fact that ppl found them hot with their receding hairline in season 2, despite fandoms shallow standards of sex appeal, is a testament to the fact that raine fucks hard. they’re everything i want to be. they’re a band geek with social anxiety and yet they’re objectively one of the coolest characters in the show. ruthless yet tender hearted. pragmatic yet emotionally sensitive. was beaten to death with a million narrative hammers and still came out swinging. fought belos AND the collector’s possesion on their own, no help, nothing. just pure unadulterated willingness to Do Something About This. 11/10 i feel like flirting is compulsive w/ them it comes so naturally. i can’t wait for camila to have a sexuality crisis post canon after spending more than 5 minutes with Raine (and eda). that concludes the presentation tonight folks