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lxvvie · 3 months

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Simps 'R Us, Between the Sheets edition: Your faves and the wholesome and funny things you two get up to in bed, part I.

Capt. John Price - When he's half asleep and about to snore loud enough to wake the dead (Price vehemently denies this), you like to have random conversations with him because you know questions you ask will do one of two things: elicit a nonsensical answer from the Cap'n or... wake him up from his sleep altogether.

Gaz - Is curling up into himself because you're the big spoon, you're running your hands over his body because he's highkey lowkey ticklish, and your face is buried in his neck because... he's highkey lowkey ticklish. "Darling, please—" Gaz manages to gasp out between... wait, are you giggling, Garrick?

Soap - Your darling golden retriever chaotic good boyfriend loves... to sleep naked. You're not complaining, though, especially because he loves it when you lay on him. You've made a home for yourself between his thighs; his stomach is your pillow, and he usually has a hand rubbing your head. Helps him to relax, y'know, bonnie? And whenever you don't lay on him, it's an affront to Johnny's... everything. His heart is broken. His soul is crushed. You're too far away from him (even though you're still right under him). How could you do this to him? He can't live like this. No other stud muffin can offer you what he can, beautiful. But no really, bonnie, he needs you on top of him like... yesterday.

Ghost - You really like his body. Like... really like his body. You blow raspberries on his stomach, you smack his ass, you talk about his eyelashes—scratch that, you love his body. To you, every scar tells a story, and you've asked him plenty of times to talk about them. And then you did the unthinkable that had Simon wanting to disappear into the fucking blankets—"Si-bear, I didn't know you had a mole on your inner thigh!" Bloody fucking hell, he'll never hear the end of this. And then you kissed it and Ghost's face had never felt so bloody hot before. Christ, you'll be the death of him, sweetheart.

Roach - Nothing but the most sickeningly saccharine stuff to ever stuff happens with Roach. A poke-fest, a kiss-fest, a tickle-fest, you name it, it happens. Roach loves to sleep with his face buried in your chest and arms wound tight around you. Always. You rubbing his head soothes him to sleep as well.

Alex - You're also the big spoon here, too. You're busy talking about conspiracy theories you believe the government is/was involved in and Alex is entertaining you ("That so, Boss?"). In actuality, his eyes are comically wide because the truth is oftentimes stranger than fiction and you may or may not be walking a little heavy there, Boss.

Alejandro - Is the big spoon to your little spoon in bed no matter what you're doing. Loves to intertwine your legs together, too. Alejo murmurs how much he loves you in your ear and kisses the top of your head before telling you good night.

Rudy - Sometimes when he's asleep, you'll whisper "Rodolfo" in his ear which causes Rudy to shoot up, eyes comically wide because the only time someone calls him by his full government name is when he gets into shit but it wasn't him this time, it was that idiot Alvarez— "Didn't get to tell you good night and I love you, Rudy, so... good night and I love you, Rudy." Oh. Oh. Ha. Real funny.

Farah - A cuddle bunny through and through. She loves laying up under you, her head resting on your shoulder or under your chin, or her face in the crook of your neck. She wants to hear you as you sleep. She wants to feel the gentle rise and fall of your chest or the resonances as you speak. Farah simply can't get enough of you.

Keegan - It's really you teasing him because Keegan isn't one to really get flustered or deviate from his infamously neutral expression. Much. Until you came along. You two are relaxing in bed and you're the one randomly calling out, "Hey, Kee-Kee," to which Keegan makes the most surprised and disgusted face in response and you're wheezing.

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shady-ratt · 8 days

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If Gillion was a human he would NOT be white

Do i need to explain

#Human fish man would be a POC #jrwi riptide #gillion tidestrider #gillion tidestrider headcannon #headcannon #jrwi headcanon #ig idk :P

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cosmiles · 9 months

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𝟑:𝟒𝟕 𝐀.𝐌.

— late night trips with earth1610!miles

notes: idc earth1610!miles uses kamojis it’s canon !

characters: earth1610!miles

content: fluff, established gn!relationship, sneaking out

words: 0.4k

molasses <33: you up?

You smile sleepily as you read Miles's text. This wasn’t the first time you had received a text like this from him. Every time he had leftover energy from patrol he would always hit you up, down to do anything and everything.

Sometimes you would swing to the bodega and grab a bite to eat, sitting on the rooftop to avoid any passerby’s stares. Other times you would sneak Miles into your room, talking until one or both of you fell asleep. Who knew what adventures you would get into today?

my baby ˃̵ᴗ˂̵: sorta

my baby ˃̵ᴗ˂̵: why?

molasses <33: you wanna do something?

my baby ˃̵ᴗ˂̵: miles it’s a school night.

molasses <33: so?

You sigh. He’s right. It’s never stopped you before. And you even had all your homework done this time!

my baby ˃̵ᴗ˂̵: .

my baby ˃̵ᴗ˂̵: fine be ready in 5

molasses <33: omw ᕙ( •̀ ᗜ •́ )ᕗ

You roll your eyes as you try to find something comfortable to throw on. Where would he take you today? Not even a second after you start to inspect yourself in the mirror, does your phone buzz.

molasses <33: one new image ( •̯́ ₃ •̯̀)

You smirk knowing exactly what it was before even opening it, a picture of you in the mirror. Inspecting the picture further, you could see the direction of where it was taken: the window. As you gaze at your window, you’re not surprised to see Miles smooshing his face against the window like a maniac.

“Dork.” You say as you pull up your window, letting Miles into your room.

“Yea, but you love it.” He quips, smirking as you roll your eyes for the 100th time that night.

“So where are you taking me tonight?” You ask, lacing up your sneakers tightly to avoid them falling off, again.

“It’s a surprise.” You eye Miles carefully, trying to decipher the exact mood he was in. Wherever he would take you tonight, you knew it would be full of fun and laughter.

“Come on you trust me right?”

“Always.”

➥ thank you so much for reading! i hope you enjoyed and don't forget that Jesus loves you, to drink water, eat some food, and get some rest :))

➥ taglist: @morosis-haze @romiantic @mypimpademia @jackibrown @strcnt @haksluvr @ivanari

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wettestnjaay · 1 year

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RUE’S PORN LINKS -VOL. 1

INSPIRED BY DAISY’S LINKS; HERE

^ I JS NEED JONATHAN.. CRAVING HIM, MY LITTLE SUBBY BABY BOY 😋.

NEW TAGLIST | REQUEST | WATTPAD

REQUESTS OPEN FOR ANY CHARACTER.

________ jonathan all pussy drunk and weak,, while humping his dick in between our thighs, all subbed up and doesn’t even know where to touch us& cumming all on the back of our thighs and a little on our ass? 🤭.

we love to js praise him while pumping his cock up and down, all wet and sticky as we cover his mouth not letting him get to say anything just listening to us praise him and tell him how much a love “our cock”

the dreams jonathan has 😖.

he’s so touched starved, wanting to be buried inside of you, and touching every single body part of ours.. but reminders we gotta stay quiet.

It’s either him or you jerking his dick as he cums all over your chess and making you rub it in or eat it up.

finding season 1 jonathan in the forest taking pictures, and surprising him by pushing him on the floor and bouncing on his dick.

he just please us, spatting on our pussy and ass, licking it back up and playing in it.

cumming onto our shirt and chess as he shoves himself into our mouth and cumming inside that too 😛.

2 subs, jonathan and us,, rubbing clothed.. leaking and wetting both panties and boxers.

he just fucking loves to help us, grabbing ahold of our ass, waist or hip helping you bounce and ride his dick.

using modern!jonathan as our cam-boy,, our own personal fucktoy.

us jacking him off with his boxers on to tease him, while his hand thrown back against our shoulder.

him telling us he gonna cum while we js jack him off even faster while praising him, “there he is..😁”

dress up and play house but doctors addition with johnny!?

while will and joyce is away we like to play around with jon on the sofa.

sometimes jonathan is rewarded to cum inside of our cunt❤️.

we’re both just horny, touch starved and needy..

pegging him by letting him ride us while you jack him off.

letting him coat our chess and breast with ropes from his cock,, all of that cum :).

jonathan has gotta b one of the best head givers in hawkins.

being his gamer!gf and stuffing his head between our legs making him breathe in your scent.

he js loves being a goodboy doing whatever he is told,

jonathan has a breast kink, he loves looking and touching and suck and kissing him. || AND THIS TWO

high jonathan, all needy, sleepy and touchy

gamer boy!jonathan and gamer girl little pictures.

original position just in reverse 😖.

missing each other, being away hawkins and california miles and miles, finnaly seeing eachother and getting to have sex together and put him fully down.

#mommyruuetrue #mommyruetruue #jonathan byers x black!reader #jonathan byers x reader #jonathan byers #jonathan byers smut #jonathan byers x you #jonathan byers x female reader #jonathan byers x poc!reader #p links #p link #stranger things #stranger things smut #strangee things p links #black!fem!reader #black!reader #black!bimbo

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yourdailyqueer · 2 months

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Mary P. Burrill (deceased)

Gender: Female

Sexuality: Lesbian

DOB: August 1881

RIP: 13 March 1946

Ethnicity: African American

Occupation: Writer, playwright, professor, director, activist

#Mary P. Burrill #Mary P Burrill #lgbt history #female #lesbian #1881 #rip #historical #black #poc #african american #writer #playwright #teacher #director #activist #popular #popular post #old hollywood

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mysharona1987 · 5 months

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Diddy going full on R Kelly now.

#P diddy #rape tw #news #rnb #woc #poc #instagram

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tmasc420 · 3 months

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#poc men in force masc #force masc is for everyone #autoandrophilia #forced masculinization #trans mlm #forcemasc #force masc #p

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kyzerblink · 6 months

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I want to be the people-don’t-understand-how-i-got-so-skinny pretty

I want to be the will-hugging-her-break-her skinny

I WANT TO LOOK HOW I FEEL

I want to be taken seriously..

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inimoo · 7 months

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sorry for thirsting over traumatized middle aged men that could disintegrate me if they really wanted yes it will happen again

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bijoumikhawal · 10 months

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also it really is shit how several popular bloggers were like. Horribly bigoted towards ace people when it was cool, but once it stopped being trendy they 1) deleted those posts so receipts couldn't be pulled 2) maybe put up claimed "redactions" or said "omg its been years if you really wanna know wether i still hate those people dm me" but never apologized for their behavior lmao. I don't think any of the people who did that actually changed, I just think they know it's not such an acceptable/fun target to bully anymore. It's really sick how that type of bullying was encouraged for years and how few people repented for their behavior.

#cipher talk #H*stlerose and lgbt*nis in particular come to mind #x***guiw*ng too tbh #They did a weird heel turn of being normal about ace people to insinuating most ace people are homophobic and self centered #And that believing a society which strictly controls your sex life doesn't like you not having sex and may punish you is a 'white thing'#As though the pressures around sex are not MORE strongly felt by PoC #I don't wanna say 'imagine if there was a mass movement of people who said they hated gay men and homophobia wasn't real and they never #Apologized or faced consequences' bc I know that exists. It's on Twitter and it's why I'm cagey around how people on tumblr say f*g #(I do mean like other lgbtq people tbc)#But like it's ridiculously fucked up that it happened. That people allowed it. That most people have forgotten about it either bc #They were targeted or bc they did the targeting #Remember when a real human being who had recently come out as ace was murdered for rejecting a man and people turned her into a fucking #Discourse topic? And posted decapitation photos claiming they were of her in tags about ace people/spread rumors about that?#I do. I fucking do.#Remember all the discussions about how 'denying your partner sex' was abuse? How ace people were p*dos for forcing discussions of sexuality #Onto kids? How wanting non alcoholic non sex forward spaces- something ND people and addicts also discussed- became a fucking crime?#Because ace people also thought it was cool?#Like g-d I know this was painful and I'm not saying we should do discourse again but forgetting all that isn't helpful either

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lxvvie · 4 months

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It's the little things, Part I:

It's the way Price blushes as you cover his face in kisses. He's seen and done it all, stared down the barrel of a gun more times than he can count, but nothing will ever quite throw the Cap'n off his game more than the way you show and tell him that you love him and that he's damn good at what he does.

It's the way Gaz exhales and feels all the stress leave his body. His head rests comfortably on your lap and your fingers ghost over the wrinkles on his forehead. He was only away for only a week and a half but it felt like an eternity. Gaz leaves the work behind in your embrace, closes his eyes, and it's the best damn nap he's had in a while.

It's the way Soap whines and leans into your touch as your nails work shampoo and miracles on his scalp. Oh. That's new. You do it again. Same response. You tease him about it later much to his chagrin but it's just one of many things that endear him to you. And amuses Simon if your text messages are any indication.

It's the way Ghost is trying not to laugh when you blow raspberries on his stomach. Apparently, you made it your life's mission to get a reaction out of him every time you did it, and when you finally succeeded—he said it was a cough but that's bullshit—your eyes lit up and it was the cutest fucking thing to him. Victory looks good on you, sweetheart.

It's the way Alex relaxes and his eyes flutter close when you kiss the side of his mouth. It's the way he softly murmurs, "Boss...", you murmur, "Babe..." in response, he groans in faux exasperation, and you thank whoever heard your prayers that he's safe in your arms again.

It's the way Alejandro lets his guard down and silently brings you into a hug. His face is buried in the crook of your neck and your arms squeeze him back as tightly as you can. It's one of those moments where you can feel the weight he carries in the tension in his body but it's also a reminder that just as he watches over his men, you'll always watch over him.

It's the way Rudy leaves you speechless as he tilts his head ever so slightly as he listens to you talk, and when you realize what's happening, he laughs heartily and it's your turn to be flustered. What would you do without him?

It's the way Farah leans her head on your shoulder, respite from the burden of leadership. It's the way you lean your head against hers and she feels safe all over again.

It's the way Keegan looks at you, intentional in everything he wants to convey without uttering a word. Still waters run deep, and you'd be a fool to ever doubt the things he feels for you.

It's the way Roach smiles, wide, goofy, and boyish, things he can be when he's with you. It's the crinkle around his eyes reassuring you, and it's as if your worries and fears have dissipated into nothingness.

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roseverdict · 18 days

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not looking forward to my parents trying to go "oh hey nice tax return the government gave you as a handout. give it to us for the family cruise" when i don't really want to go on the family cruise nearly as much as they do

#rosie babbles #but yknow. choice is an illusion #this is also the 20th-odd time the parents have gone on abt #'and remember to be careful because if we go off on our own we Will Be Kidnapped'#i understand the need to be aware in a new location but i think that impressing this upon us this hard for places where POC live is a bit.#eeugh.#i'm p sure there's better things to do than kidnap a touristy middle-aged white couple and their dead-inside adult kids who won't have the #money to buy their own souvenirs if things go as i expect them to in the next few months #unfortunately parents' house parents' rules. 😪

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bunnywithin · 1 year

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clive and joshua who came to love jill as a sister ;(

#my art #my fan art #final fantasy xvi #final fantasy 16 #ffxvi #ff16 #clive rosfield #joshua rosfield #jill warrick #the way i yippee-d when i read it tee hee #i got some shippers mad by saying it lmao anyways-#hoping they keep the found family aspect #clive is so sibling oriented he cares so much for joshua and jill ;;#also my interpretation on them cause yoshi-p saying about no poc existing sucks fuck u #clive gets braces because he can idc its a fantasy game

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briarosie · 2 years

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PRIDE & PREJUDICE ㅤ{ an Unequal Affections inspired fancast }

Jessie Mei Li as Elizabeth Bennet Alfred Enoch as Mr. Darcy Sonoya Mizuno as Jane Bennet Dev Patel as Mr. Bingley Banita Sandhu as Lydia Bennet Tom Brittney as Mr. Wickham

ㅤㅤㅤ❯ㅤ"Fitzwilliam," she tried again after a moment, her voice husky. "Why do you love me?" His eyes widened at the question, and he reached out to trace her cheek. "I cannot help it." "Then," said Elizabeth, leaning forward into him until her head dropped against her shoulder, "neither can I."ㅤ❮ UNEQUAL AFFECTIONS: A Pride and Prejudice Retelling by Lara S. Ormiston

#pride & prejudice #pride and prejudice fancast #jessie mei li #alfred enoch #sonoya mizuno #dev patel #banita sandhu #tom brittney #unequal affections #pride and prejudice #prideandprejudiceedit #austenedit #*#briar fancasts #a very british very poc cast tyvm #and very much inspired by the book Unequal Affections #which is an amazing p&p retelling #i might do each family later #fancast

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vampworks · 9 months

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Words Fail

Keegan Russ x Spanish Medic reader with the callsign Vulture

Word count: 1.5k

Warnings: needles, tattoos, alcohol, and angst. There's a Fade to black.

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The tip of a needle finally grazes my skin and a hundred thoughts race through my mind. From the many dangers of sharing this one needle to how I could never go back after this string of moments. My mind screams to run just as I did all the times before. As I began to move, a large hand grabs my thigh and tightens around it.

"You alright, Birdie?" He cocks his head to meet my gaze. My nerves were on full display as I always relied on the mask to hide them. "Yeah, I'm fine. Just thinking about the awful example I'm setting as the medic." I say with a scoff. He smirks and slouches in his seat on the couch. "Oh damn, you aren'cha? I won't tell if you won't" he leans in and whispers in my ear then motions to hush with a finger to his lips. "Yeah, like you aren't a snitch" I then reach to hit his chest with a snort. He raises his hands to his chest in shock with a gasp. "It was one time, you know good and well you had it coming."

"Ay yo, Russ! Stop distracting her, she's moving and somehow it'll be my fault when I fuck up." Hesh scolds and drags both of us out of the moment. "Sorry, man. but I'll blame you for this whole thing regardless" I quip in an attempt to recover. Both men scoff as Hesh resumes his focus on the bird skull being poked into my forearm. After an hour, another two beers, and too many stolen glances, I get the worse idea and speak before good judgment could set in. "Ay Hesh, gimme the needle for a sec'' He complies with an annoyed sigh and leaves in search of another drink. Keegan watches in silence as I carefully stab the letter 'K' into the design small enough to be hidden. He smirks and meets my gaze. "My turn.'' He says in a low tone still staring into my eyes. Only now, did I see the human skull on his arm and how it was so much neater than my bird one, Hesh was only on his first beer during that process. After another swig of his drink, he too pokes the first letter of my real name into his already completed tattoo.

The weight this carried flew over both of our heads as the sounds of whisky pouring and laughter filled the crowded lounge. Even worse thoughts run through my head as I take account of the dazed look on Keegan's face. His usually sharp eyes soften as he struggles to think straight. "Damn, getting up gonna be a bitch in the morning, huh?'' He tries to joke. A laugh escapes me as I chug the last of my third beer. "Yep," I say popping the p after a deep inhale. We sit in silence as both of our eyes wander. After hour-like moments, he licks his lips and speaks with a breathy tone. "Wanna get out of here." Without a once of hesitation I grab his hand and off we go to my room in the barrack. We stumble through corridors giggling and shushing each other like children.

Once the door is shut, a switch flips in my core. My arms lock around his neck and my lips crash together with his. We stumble to his bed as clothes fall in a trail. All that can be heard through the small room is a mix of both moans and groans. His left-hand tangles in my hair and the other traces down the length of my waist but suddenly stop. "You sure 'bout this, love?'' He says breathlessly. I bring my hand to cup his cheek. "I've never been more sure of anything, Mi Cielo."

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The next morning, I awake still wrapped in his arms. The thought of what today holds spares no sympathy as the hungover set it almost instantly. The alarm blares as 5:00 am flashes on its small screen. The man beside me groans and tightens his grip. "Kee, come on we gotta get going." He releases a louder groan and buries his head in the crook of my neck. Keegan's voice vibrates on my skin and sends a jolt through me. I force myself to sit up as his weight hangs off of my shoulders.

Three years in each other lives and I was only now acutely aware of his touch and warmth. I crave more of it. I wanted nothing else than to crawl back in the sheets and forget the meeting we both knew the ending of. I shake off the thought and him with a kiss on his temple. "I'm sorry, sweets," He says in a low tone as we drag ourselves out of bed. I pull my shirt over my head as I understand his words. "It's fine, I drug my feet too. Feelings are hard when every mission could be your last." Neither the weak smile nor the even worse attempt at a joke helped at the moment. We both cringe at the thought but push on to the showers as both of our heads throb.

After the first round call, Merrick begins with a sigh. "Thanks for showing up, I know we all got up to some fun for Vulture's send-off." He's met with a mix of groans and scoffs. Keegan's hands brush my own in an attempt to brace for what's to come. I look up to meet his gaze but his is fixed on Merrick. I grab his hand and squeeze and return my focus. "I know those boys in 141 will be lucky to have her, They'll be sending their own medic for the trade-off in a few days." Keegan grits his teeth. Merrick walks up to me and places his hand on my shoulder. "Give 'em hell, kid. I trained ya well.'' With a exhale, I fake a wide smile giving my best attempt at a 'yes sir' as I always have before. "Good soldier, you got an hour til the chopper comes for you.'' He finishes with a glance at our hands intertwined before they separate and he sighs. "To the rest of you, we meet on the roof then today's work begins. Dismissed for breakfast" He walks off with the sound of more groans behind him.

After the trip to the mess hall and we're in my room again, Keegan's arms are wrapped around my waist as I pack the last of my things and pull the zipper to a close. "Wanna jump in there, K?" He laughs and only holds me tighter. "Don't tempt me, princess.'' I just might try it." I giggle at the name and turn in his arms. He leans down as three years resolve in a final kiss. It's just as heated as the night before but much softer. The clock strikes 45 minutes after 7, time to head to the roof. "I love you, Keegan" I sigh and stare up into his eyes. He shies but never breaks his stare. He struggles to say the same and settles on "I'll miss you too, V.'' He cringes to himself and makes a move towards the door. With a deep sigh and a look at the floor, I realize what happened. "Ay, give me a minute. I forgot something.'' He waits just outside the door with my bag in hand as I write a last note in a rush.

The walk to the pad on the roof is painfully slow as hands intertwine again. We stop at the final steel door. I try to break the silence. ''Funny how much just a few hours can change stuff, right?" I'm met with silence but his hand lets go of mine. The loss of touch aches for a second as He then engulfed me in his arms. I allow myself to melt into him as my eyes fight back tears. "I…" He starts to speak but stops himself. My hand dips in my pocket and hands the note over to him. Before He can react, I open the door and the loud thrum of the helicopter crowds my senses. Keegan follows with wide eyes til his features harden again in front of his team. I shake hands with them all and toss my bag in the back of the chopper. I plaster a wide smile on my face and gesture a large wave. "Stay alive for me, will yall!" Keegan can't stand to move or blink, too afraid to miss a second of the scene in front of him. The letter's in a death grip in his right hand. He folds the letter neatly into his pocket as he watches me vanish behind the closing doors. The team waves and yells even more goodbyes as the helicopter takes off. They head for the door soon after as Keegan whispers through pained breath. "I love you, Birdie."

He waits til that night to read the note. It's crumbled and written in a rushed survive. 'V's specilty.' he thought with a smile.

'Words fail, but that look in your eyes never will. See you when I will see you. Todo tuyo, Vulture.'

''God, you'll be the death of me, woman'' He mutters bringing a hand to cover his face.

Translations: Mi Cielo- My sun Todo tuyo- All yours

#keegan p russ #keegan p russ x reader #cod x reader #task force 141 #poc reader #angst #cod ghosts #forgive me if this is ooc for them #keegan russ x reader #keegan russ #cod keegan #call of duty ghosts #Spotify

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iceyrukia · 3 months

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posts that attract the “see reverse racism is real!!” crowd

#ic.text #p sure those two people were joking around omg #and people make those jokes dunking on blue eyed people because of their own fixation with their own eyes colors + weird white people who #fear monger about the ‘decline on the white race’ ( yes even tho light colored eyes are not exclusive to white people)#or on this Website where people who don’t have brown/black eyes go in exaggerated detail on how their eyes change color in the sunlight #or with seasons etc etc #it’s not discrimination and anyone with a brain knows blue eyes ≠ nazi #but I will say that there are indeed white folks who do not mix with others and are obsessed with their children having blue/heeen eyes #passed down to their kids #which hmmmmmm it’s one thing to look at yourself and appreciate wha you see and then there’s this weird fixation with treating children #like dolls for you to look at or carriers of your legacy and having rarer colored eyes ya know #also it’s payback for calling people with brown eyes ‘poop colored eyes’ which can sound like a mircoqgression just like how poc #have ‘dirty’ skin like pls have some self-awareness

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