I Need More Halo Fics, I Crave Them, Like Halo Reach, Charbiter, X Male Reader

I need more halo fics, I crave them, like Halo Reach, charbiter, x Male reader

I will marry anyone and everyone that would be able to make these, just aaaa

I might get out my dusty writing skills and try and make fanfics, because, Haloo

Anyway, I just finished the Master Chief collection, they need halo 5 on PC

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It's all my friend and I could think about during this scene! Sorry....not sorry >w>

Babybee! So cute, a precious baby

I lied. Here's another quick little pieces because I can't have Optimus without his pup.

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Hands caressing your neck, tracing your jaw, rapidly feeling your body. You pulled back to grasp his hair. “Keep kissing me, please.” A breathless whisper fell from his lips.

Hands feeling up your back, squeezing your hips. Chuckling softly, you look at him with love in your eyes. “Baby, I need to breathe,” you said softly as you rest your hands on his armored chest.

“I want to taste you when I leave,” he whispered in your hair. You pulled back a bit, but he immediately pulled you closer. “You say that like you aren’t coming back.”

“Jorge! We are heading out!”

“I love you, come back.”

“I love you too.”

sketches

Day 3

It's been three days since I woke up on this beach. I built a small shelter in this cave, but the buzzing is making me nervous.

Day 10

I've gotten good at cooking crabs. Mango and crab go well together, and I've also started to build more muscles from breaking all these coconuts.

Day 21

I was spearfishing when a huge fucking croc lunged at me. I managed to dodge it, but it moved again quickly to bite me. I managed to move out of the way, stabbed it in its eye, and ran to my shelter. I pray to God that will be my last encounter with that.

Day 23

Three days after seeing the croc, I finally left my shelter as my clean water supply was running low. I swore, from my studies, I saw what looked like a Pteranodon fly away. I can't be hallucinating already.

Day 28

Another bad storm, almost like the one that happened when I crashed, but this time, I swore I heard a roar instead of thunder.

Day 30

God, why did you do this? What did I do? Why? I'm going to miss my daughter's graduation. I said I would make it this time. But this fucking island will be my grave. I should have known after the croc.