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messing around with simon's face again...

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Dust Mite being pinned below Ghost while he rearranges their guts. They can feel the slight bite of Ghost's combat blade pressing against their neck, with just enough pressure to be a threat. When Ghost thrusts into them especially rough, and it sends their body jolting, they feel the burn as the knife nicks them. The warmth of their blood trickles down the curve of their neck. A gasp being pulled from Dust Mite's lips as their head is yanked back by a rough hand in his pale-ashy blond locks. "Annoying brat." Ghost snarls in their ear as he leans close, and licks up the droplet of blood.

....Ghost trying to interrogate Dust Mite...which may or may not lead to Ghost deciding to 'shut Dust Mite up'. By that I mean they make out sloppy style with Ghost growling and cursing Dust Mite's name and saying he wished he would just drop dead.

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....Ghost trying to interrogate Dust Mite...which may or may not lead to Ghost deciding to 'shut Dust Mite up'. By that I mean they make out sloppy style with Ghost growling and cursing Dust Mite's name and saying he wished he would just drop dead.

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Was going through some old posts to try and find if I ever posted a list of all my cod ocs, and came across this, and I just wanted it to be known that after having read the book- (I still need to finish it...^^;) Josh is definitely more Simon coded rather than Kyle. Simon is definitely the type of guy to have the inner monologue that Josh has. Like he looks all scary and big (and he most definitely is) but he's also the type to just be so goofy. Might post some Josh!Simon thoughts later on (Josh!Simon is just stalker/yandere!Simon.)

My grandparents ordered me a copy of 'Lights Out' by Navessa Allen as a part of a Christmas present, and it's arriving some time tomorrow. I'm super excited to absolutely devour the book, and learn a bit about the perspective of the narration of the book (something imma want to practice with and see if I enjoy writing in that style).

Anyways- the reason I brought this up is that I can't decide if I like the thought of Josh as Kyle or Simon better. I haven't read the book but I've listened to snippets and seen people talk about it, and honestly...low-key can see Kyle being a Josh-type stalker. Especially that part where he's like- 'And there it goes, that big grin spreading across my face. My girlfriend.' <33 like socbdocjd that is Kyle so badly imma tear my hair out over it.

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Grown ass man (/affectionate)

恶作剧的后果

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Overheard in the middle of a mission.

Roach: Ah, yes. There it is. The hamster urge to die tragically and abruptly…

Ghost: Fucking hell, Gary...

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Lieutenant MacTavish confiscated your suggestive, racy photo when your then-boyfriend was waving it around, showing all his army buddies. If he then studied your picture and used it as wanking material for the next year, complete with a few domestic fantasies, that was nobody's business but his own; he wasn't hurting anyone. The picture was tucked away in a drawer, completely forgotten about until the day he came back from deployment as a captain with a nasty bullet graze and spotty memory.

Cleaning out his desk, he found your photo again. He couldn't remember your name but he knew what you sounded like moaning his name. He didn't remember where you'd met but he knew he slipped a ring on your finger the night you both went out searching for the best garlic bread in the city. He wasn't sure if you had family but he knew what the silken clench of your cunt felt like around his fingers and cock.

With all his unexpected free-time maybe he should track down his wayward wife. It had been too long since he'd seen you and he wasn't one to let things slip through his fingers. Whatever caused your separation would be dealt with, he wasn't going to lose you again.

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been letting my freak flag fly and i was thinking about soap who’s caring for someone post-op and they can’t shower/need to take sink/sponge baths and he takes that as an excuse to go stink4stink

You know. I love the phrase stink4stink and I hope to start using it in my daily life.

And while I think Soap would love to go stink4stink... I also don't know if he could physically restrain himself when given the opportunity to give you a sponge bath. Of you being so helpless and needing him to even just clean yourself? Oh yeah. He likes that.

And uhm. What if you were longtime friends and not even dating because maybe he used to be kind of a fuckboy when you were growing up, so you won't date him. And lately he's been dedicating himself to proving he can be a caring person who's not just interested in sex. Which is part of why he was so eager to take care of you after your operation. But he's also really pent up because, quite honestly, this period of proving himself to you has been the longest non-deployed period of time he's ever spent without shagging someone.

So when you're all naked and defenseless and wet and dependent on him... like who's gonna blame him for letting his hand linger and grope a little with the washcloth. And getting hard. No one look at me!!!

(sorry i can't resist turning everything i touch into soap who's so horny he just can't fucking help himself)

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Míchéal making it his job to see if he can make the tattoo bulge with his cock deep inside of Soap while he puts the blabbermouth into a mating press.

Soap getting Míchéal's name as a trap stamp...Míchéal rewarding him with eating his ass.

Soap having a succubus tattoo on his navel

The idea of Soap having a "womb" tattoo makes me dizzy. The kind of tattoo you only get a peak of at the gym when he tugs his sweats down a little to show off his abs to whoever he's talking to on his phone. The sort that just nibbles at his stomach when he leans back in his chair to stretch and his shirt rides up. The sort that you make eye contact with when he's pushing your nose into his pubic hair and making you gag around his cock.

Just absolutely delightfully whore-ish. Single word that says "slut" and he reasons to the rest of the 141 that it's because he wants the folks choking on his cock to know what they are, but it makes him burn to get branded like that. Ooh he's such a fucking toy walking around with his sweats hung low and a crop top, it makes you want to bite down on him just to see if he'll squeak.

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I had a dream where it was a mix of 22!COD and 09!COD. So it had 22!Soap but 09! Ghost and Roach. And Soap just decided he was my partner and that he was gonna be in charge of making sure I had a happy life. And like full on was just doing everything in my dream to make me happy. And then I woke up and I feel extremely empty without my husband by my side. </3

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Dust Mite and their horrid middle school ass eating habits vs. Ghost who eats a very strict balanced diet even if it tastes dull and bland.

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Y'all think Gaz would like wax play? Cause I think he would. Just dripping hot wax down his lovers body, as he watches the droplets dry and harden. The milky color covering their skin. Enjoying how they shiver as the hot melted wax drips onto their body.

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#Míchéal

Hard nipples pokin through the shirt is a great visual

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hope you don't mind me adding my thoughts to this- also slight blasphemy so tw for that

but Catholic!Soap with an angelic being. Whether they're actually an angel, or just some hybrid that happens to have white wings, it doesn't matter cause Soap gets on look at them doing something nice for him -could literally just be picking up some change he dropped- and rationalizes that God must've sent him an angel for his good work.

Soap who tries not to sin around them. Tries to be a perfect Catholic so that they won't be taken away from him for doing wrong. But he can't help that he has wet dreams of his angel almost nightly. He feels sick when he wakes up to a mess in his briefs and them on his mind. When he sees you at church, praying for an elderly woman and her sickly husband, he has to quickly step out and try to kill his boner.

Who goes to the confessional daily now, confessing his sins with guilt and a heavy heart.

Soap who drives himself insane over his lust and longing for his angel. Who has pictures printed up on his walls, who prays to you when he also prays to God. Since you're a worker for him, why should he feel bad for kneeling for you and worshipping your name? Soap who slowly begins worshipping you more than he does God. Who goes to church to see you more than to worship nowadays.

Catholic!Soap who sees a priest trying to get handsy with you one evening after worship. He's got you backed into a corner, and Soap can see how you're panicking as you plead with the father to let you go with the excuse that you've got an appointment you must not be late to.

Soap who shovels dirt onto the mutilated corpse of the now dead priest. His hands filthy with his blood. Transferring onto the shovel he's using to bury his sins. He'll make sure to confess later. But he has no regrets for his sins, cause he'd rather have himself thrown into hell than ever see your purity tainted by the filth living in this world promises. No. No, he'll keep you safe. He'll keep you pure. You're his angel after all.

Catholic!Soap who goes to church every Sunday and has rosary beads tied around his rearview window and has a crucifix on his bedroom wall, but lust twists like a snake in his belly, coiling and winding and shifting around until he aches with it. Jerking off and coming into his hand while staring at a photo of you, grief thick in his throat because he’s convinced that he’s disgraced you somehow. that you’re too good for the impurity of his lust. that the only way he can make it right is by dragging you to the altar, whether you want to marry him or not.

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This is information you guys might get more of if I ever decide to post Míchéal's backstory, but he has PTSD of loud noises and bombs. ...Soap is an E.O.D...

Imagine Soap wanting to show off how smart he is for once, deciding to not let his future husband think he's a complete numpty, and drags Míchéal with him so he can show off how he handles explosives. Only for Míchéal to be sent into a panic response at just the sight of a bomb.

He can't hear anything except for the ringing that stabs like glass in his ears. His body shaking as he holds Soap to his chest, caging him to the ground, protecting the man from the blast that he couldn't rationalize wasn't gonna happen. He's not sure he's breathing, his fingers that are digging into Soap's shirt are going numb. Holding onto Soap so tightly that he might leave with bruises, too afraid to let him go in case he ends up dead under some rubble.

It takes an hour, which felt like days to him, of waiting for the explosion for Míchéal to finally realize it isn't gonna happen. He slowly detaches himself from Soap, body still shaking, as he glances at the inactive practice bomb. Still unable to feel safe around it.

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Might rewrite this, flush it out a bit more. Add more to it. Idk, I shall add it to my drafts and then go from there.

Bruski, I'ma need more details about the Four way monster burning love triangle, polygon? Square? Need Gaz and Soap to get cranky cause Hunter Míchéal gives Sparrow a silver cross. Soap wanting to get kinky with the burning silver but also, Gaz bapping Soap with a rolled up newspaper. Burning flesh is a dead give away asshole!

"It's right on gorgeous!" Rory squealed as she peers down at the sturdy silver necklace that hung weightless around her neck. She didn't even try to hide the wide toothy smile that stretched across her face. It was one of Míchéal's favorites, the one where the edges of her lips push her cheeks up to make her eyes squint a little. He mostly liked the fact that he could see the slight gap between her teeth. It was something Rory wasn't really insecure of, but she also didn't feel comfortable enough in it to not try and hide it whenever she'd smile for a picture.

"Glad ya like it." Míchéal says with a slight shrug of his shoulders. "Means ya wo'nae need to take it off." He really hopes she won't. It would put all the effort he put into getting the dumb shiny piece of metal blessed to waste. The chain and cross of the necklace were both made of pure silver, the damned thing had burnt a hole through his wallet. And he was hoping it'd also burn a hole into the hand of either of the bastards that have been stalking Rory.

A filthy leech and flee-riddled mutt have been showing up in Rory's life far too frequently for the faux-mechanic's comfort. To make it all worse, Rory was being friendly with them! She didn't have a clue towards what type of monsters those two men were. Literally. A vampire and a werewolf. It was just Míchéal luck that his friend --and bed partner-- was to find herself being hungered after by two famously hard to kill supernatural beings. She might as well have gone and summoned a demon. That would have been an easier job for Míchéal to take care of.

What next? A ghoul?

Míchéal was pulled from his festering annoyance when a hand landed on his hip and slowly moved towards the front of his pants. "I really love it, hun." Rory cooed. Her hand stopping at the upper-inner part of his thigh, her thumb was just barely ghosting over his crotch. She was teasing him. "Such a pretty and unexpected gift. Won't you let me make it up to you?"

How can he say no when she bats her eyelashes at him like that?

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Soap's panting breaths fogged up the window. Half transformed and dazed with a flush of heat, as he palms himself to the show being put on for him. A whine tearing from his throat akin to that of a kicked dog's. And Gaz swats at his tail when it wacks against his leg for the umpteenth time that evening.

"Fuckin' knock it off." Gaz hisses. Rolling his eyes when Soap didn't even grace him with a glance. The mutt too focused on what was going on between their two mates.

"Stahp complainin' an' enjoy the show oor mates are puttin' oan for us." Soap huffs out. Pressing his face closer to the glass. Gaz watched with slight amusement as Soap tried to smell the two inside the house through the glass barrier. But was brought to annoyance again when Soap's tail once again smacked against his leg.

The scot yelps, turning more red than he already was, and his ears pinning back as Gaz grabs onto his wagging tail. Looking over his shoulder, mouth already open to form some type of complaint when Gaz growls out, "Keep ya' tail under control, or I'll do it for ya." "Fuck. Aight, heard." Soap mutters out with a pout.

Sulking as he turns his attention back to the other side of the glass, his poor mood is quickly forgotten, as his eyes train onto the bouncing silver cross resting between Rory's breasts. Bouncing in time with how she bounced on Míchéal's cock.

God, how he wanted to feel that silver burning against his cheek as he sucked bruises onto those lovely tits. Keeping his mouth busy while occupying Míchéal's.

"Donae see why we gotta jus' watch, while oor mates have all the fun." Soap complains, his hand working faster underneath his pants as he feels himself leaking over his fingers.

He almost cums when Gaz grazes his teeth over his neck. His slender hands slipping into the werewolf's pants and Soap eagerly let's him take over. "Down boy," A shiver runs up Soap spine as he arches into Gaz's touch. "Don't want to scare them off now do we?" He chuckles lowly when Soap quickly shakes his head and whines out a pathetic little 'no'. "That's what I thought. Now be happy with your treat or I'm dragging you home and you're getting put in the dog house."

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Gonna go make myself something to eat then start my day cause I wanna get some writing done. Trying to decide between smut or like actually working on some of my fics. Whatever happens, happens.