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smthing that's been constant in my mind when it comes to Soap- him just edging you and then whe he finally fucks you properly and he's close to finishing he just... pulls out and cums on you instead of allowing you to feel full of him; he absolutely worships you afterwards and makes sure you're taken care of but not before being absolutely evil

ohhh thats just cruel anon. i love it and it's something soap would totally do!! he likes to be a wee shite before absolutely worshiping and pleasuring you, he enjoys how squirmy and whiny you get !!

warnings/tags: soap x gn reader, rough sex, teasing, degradation, slightly mean soap, aftercare

you're panting and gasping as your body is continuously pushed further and further up the bed from johnny's strong thrusts. his hips smack into the meat of your arse, and it hurts so good - dark bruises bound to show up afterwards.

"tha' good hen?" johnny groans, a wicked smile on his face as he towers above you, one hand gripping at your hip while the other trails up to your stomach, pushing down on the bulge he creates in your stomach. a high pitched whine leaves you at the sensation, your hole stuffed full, tightening and pulsing around his thick cock.

"cannae speak? c'mon, tell me how it feels." he coos, pouting down at you but as he does this, his hips pick up pace and force, pretty much making you unable to respond from the overwhelming pleasure. "fucked ye dumb, haven't i? jus' a cockdrunk slut now." he chuckles to himself, continuing his mean pace as you start to slip away.

well that is until he comes to a stop, hips slowing down all of a sudden and your head tilts up, dazed eyes staring up at him. "wh-wha? johnnyyyy." you whimper, trying to ask him what he's doing but he stays silent, instead thrusting slowly and shallowly, so he isn't hitting any sensitive spots inside of you and instead pleasuring just himself.

your hips buck up and grind down, trying so desperately to chase his cock but you don't get much chance before big hands and wrapping around your hips and forcefully pinning you down into the mattress. "yer so selfish love, jus' let me enjoy mysel for a minute and take ma time then i'll get back tae fuckin ye, awright?" he groans.

you whine and complain all through it but he pays no mind to you and before he knows it, he's close. you can tell from his tale tell signs, like how his eyes struggle to stay open from the pleasure and the way his hips twitch. your mind get's floaty with the idea of him filling you up to the brim, feeling his hot load coating your insides.

but then, you feel him pull out and instead grind down into your thigh, panting and moaning as his cock gives a slight twitch before spurting cum all over your stomach. "nononon- johnny whyyyy!" you squirm, but his hands keep you pressed into the mattress as his head tips back to let out throaty groans, his hips lazily grinding down against your skin.

once it becomes too much, he stops his hips and looks down at you with an innocent smile. "fit's wrong with ye?" he asks, head tilting to the side just like a puppy. you slap his chest, "you know whats wrong! why didn't you come inside of me?" you question, arms crossing against your chest and he laughs.

"didnae feel like it, why? ye mad hen?" he says with a dismissive laugh that has your body running hot. "...maybe." you mutter, looking away from him and he coos down at you. "dinnae worry, i'll treat ye well now eh? fuckin worship ye, tha' will make ye better aye?" he questions, one hand coming away from your hip to instead grab your face and make you look up at him again. you nod shyly up at him and he leans down to give you a messy hot kiss.

the rest of the night is spent with him between your thighs, taking his time pleasuring you with his mouth in just the right way, how you like it the most. hours spent with his tongue wrapped around your sensitive spots and inside of your hole, really taking his time with you before he finally fucks you again, making sure to fill you up just how you wanted.

he makes up for his mean teasing earlier by making you cum more than three times, watching the way your brain leaks out of you. and by the time he's done, you're almost asleep on your shared bed, eyes struggling to stay open which he finds endearing.

he cleans you up slowly, wiping down your body before dressing you in one of his t-shirts and tucking you into bed, leaving you to sleep as he holds you to his chest and gently pets your head. "proud of ye, sweetheart." johnny mumbles into your ear.

Random COD thought

(Y/N): "This is my boyfriend, Simon."

Ghost: *🧍‍♂️*

Stranger: "Who's that?"

(Y/N): "That's Soap, Simon's boyfriend."

Stranger: "...why is he holding a giant Squishmallow?"

(Y/N): "That's his child."

*Soap is just now attacking Simon with the giant Squishmallow*

Do you think this is Soap in Squish form?

Yes, I have the same 20inch and the 7inch one; and yes, I'm in my 20s and have plushies, so what?

Not to be THAT person but everyone should at the very least watch the MW2 campaigns before posting those goofy ahh headcanons cuz what do you mean Ghost, the man who was abused his whole life and has only known pain would raise his hand at you when angry or would SA you? The man is as gentle as they come, and he worked on his issues, despite all the trauma.

Don't even get me started on how they think Soap is dumb as if the man isn't literally a demolitions expert and the youngest member to pass the SAS selection, and let's not forget Gaz is a literal badass of a man, being the record holder of selection and surviving being shot at by multiple enemies and taking them down while hanging upside down by a rope from a moving helicopter in a high-stress mission.

Some of these cool ass characters have been completely butchered by a fandom who has mostly never even played the games or bothered watching gameplay of the campaign simply because ''oh cool masked man'', yucky.

Edit: I made a MWII starter pack, if you'd like to learn more about the game and characters!

i have an unhealthy obsession

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NEW TO LIFE, john “soap” mactavish x fem reader

a/n: super short! I wound up having covid meaning I’ll have time to write till this wears off. feel free to request anything on my pinned post!

warnings: none!

A thought that never came to mind had coursed through your body. Causing every sensation of pain, but in the end being worth the pain and hard work. A newborn was now laid in your arms by the nurses. Gently swaddled in the hospitals best blanket and eyes shut indicating the pure bliss of your presence. You admired the infant, running your finger around its soft face, and pursed lips as it laid in your embrace.

You were who this kid would look up to, both you and John would be who he would go to in the future.

Johnny sat next to you, watching you admire his son. His hand reached to the baby’s head gently holding it as if the baby was breakable.

“He so beautiful” You mention quietly, just above a whisper not intending to wake him.

“That, I can’t argue” His grabbed one of your hands and intertwined his fingers with yours, placing a soft kiss on the back of your hand.

Eventually you peeled your gaze off the baby and over to Johnny. You could tell he was eager to hold the him, looking at you with soft eyes as you gently moved to hand the baby over to him.

“Go on, he’s not made of glass yeah?” You smiled, sniffling as the last couple tears that remained on your face had stuck to your flesh.

Scooping him up, he had one hand holding the baby’s head, and the other supporting the torso. He looked at his child with intent, knowing that this was made by him and the love of his life. He resorted to holding the baby like how you had him hopping he would fall back asleep in Johnnys arms.

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Not too much longer Soap noticed the dark circles under each of your eyes, and how your eyes struggled to stay open. He felt back, knowing all the pain you had gone through within the last two hours. Watching you feed him was hard enough, looking as if you would pass out in seconds.

You blinked your eyes back open to see Soap standing up kissing your head softly before speaking.

“Rest R/N, can’t stand to see ya so tired” You didn’t argue with him on that, you were extremely exhausted.

He grabbed the baby out of your arms before taking in some time with his son before deciding to lay the infant back in its basinet. Johnny really didn’t want to let his boy go, but he knew if he was sleeping in a chair for the night, the baby would be better off in the basinet. He kissed his head before lowering him down slowly.

“There ya go…” he smiled down at the baby once more before retreating back to his chair, watching over you for a few minutes as you slept before he also fell asleep.

Seems like a guy to just take sweaters I mean I'd get it, it's cold enough for me I've been wearing gloves indoors

MORE PLS I NEED HOME DEPOT AU BEGGING I SAW A PIZZA GUY AU AND I LOVED IT pretty please anyone 😢😢

Home Depot AU🔨🦺

This was all a joke but the reactions I’m getting,, I’ll probably turn this into something more🤔

141 + Königs Reactions To Reader Asking Them To Lay On Them

Warnings: swearing, mentions of crying

Based on the following request from @gaymistakeboi , I accidentally hit post before I was finished, so the actual request vanished🫠🫣

Request- Hi! Second request that I was gonna ask for! Reader with the 141+Köing where reader has a bad day and gets overstimulated and just looks at their boy and goes "lay on me" and the boys are like "sorry what", reader just looks them in the eys and says "did I fucking stutter? Full weight. On me. Now." I want nothing more in life than just have the crushing weight of a guy a lot bigger than me just crushing me."

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Simon Ghost Riley-

You'd been watching Simon for the better part of an hour as he sat across from you on the other couch. He was hunched over slightly, his face scrunched up in concentration as he tried to finish the Sunday paper's crossword puzzle.

You smiled to yourself, realizing in that moment how much you loved him.

"Si, can you come here?" You asked, your arms stretched out, hands making a grabbing motion toward your husband.

Simon looked up from the paper, a ghost of a smile on his lips, and stood from his spot on the couch opposite of you. He walked over to you and sat down by your feet as he grabbed your hand to place a delicate kiss in your wrist.

"No, not like that." You whined.

Simon's brow quirked as a sly smile fell across his lips. "Like how?"

"Lay on top of me." You asked, your cheeks turning a light shade of pink. "Please?"

"You're serious?" He asked, slightly concerned. "Sweetheart, I'm like three times the size of you."

"Simon fucking Riley just get over here and crush me with your body, damnit."

Simon let out a hearty chuckle as he threw his hands up in mock defeat. "You asked for this, kid."

He pulled away the blanket that was covering you and proceeded to lay himself fully on top of you, his entire body weight pressed firmly into yours.

You sighed in content as you pressed kisses to the exposed flesh of Simon's neck. "You're so handsome, you know that?"

"You tell me this, as my body is crushing yours?" He chuckled softly. He shifted his weight slightly, causing you to groan beneath him.

"It's every person's dream, to be crushed by an amazingly attractive, built military man, is it not?" You giggled, running your hand along his cheek.

"Can't say it's mine, sweetheart. But I wouldn't mind you laying on top of me." He pressed a warm kiss to your temple before flipping the two of you over, so your weight was now on him. "I love you, kid."

"I love you too, Simon."

Johnny Soap MacTavish-

To say you couldn't get comfortable in bed tonight was an understatement. You tossed and turned endlessly, unable to get into a position in which you could fall asleep.

Halfway through the night, you rolled over on your side, facing your boyfriend Johnny, who was passed out. You began to tug on his shirt, causing his eyes to blink open slowly.

"Y/N, babe, you alright?" He asked, his voice gruff from sleep.

"Can't sleep." You murmured.

"How can I help?" He sat up slightly, wiping at his face.

You kept wordlessly pulling on Johnny's shirt, hoping he'd get the hint.

"Babe, speak up. I don't know what you want." Johnny chuckled as his eyes raked up and down his figure.

"Lay on me." Your voice barely above a whisper.

"Lay on you?" He asked, propping himself up on his elbow.

"Did I stutter? Thought my request was pretty clear." You bit, but Johnny could sense the playfulness in your tone.

"Oof, listen to that attitude." He quipped, a devious smile making its way on his face. "Fine, you asked for it."

He sat up, making his way over to you, before plopping his full body weight on top of you. You let out a small squeal as he landed on you, turning your face slightly as the hairs from his mohawk began to tickle at your nose.

It was pleasant at first. The only sounds that filled the rooms were soft breathing and the sound of Johnny's heartbeat. Johnny, being Johnny, then decided to push his weight into you just a bit more causing his weight to be too much for you.

"Okay, wait, wait, you're too heavy now. Get off." You chuckled, shoving at his chest playfully.

"Nah, this is what you wanted brat, you gotta deal with it." He teased, slowly rolling himself around on your form. "Maybe you'll think next time before giving your amazingly awesome boyfriend attitude."

"Johnny!" You choked out a laugh as he finally pulled himself off of you. "You're a jerk!"

"Only doing what you asked of me, babe. Now get your pretty ass over here and cuddle with me."

König-

"Köönnniiigggg." You called out, wiping away the stray tears that fell down your face. The day you had was horrible. It was one of those days where nothing seemed to go right, and all you wanted was to go home and lay in bed.

"Maus? Is everything okay?" He came into the bedroom quickly, his eyebrows furrowed in concern as he took in your crying state.

"Can you..can you come lay on me?" You asked, your cheeks burning a crimson red. It wasn't something you'd ever asked him before, but you wanted nothing more than to be crushed by your giant lover.

"L-Lay on you? Schatz, I'll crush you. I don't want to hurt you." He stuttered out, slowly making his way to your side of the bed. "What's going on?"

"I've just had a shit day, and I really want you to lay on me." You blinked up at him, as your bottom lip trembled.

König regarded you carefully for a moment, trying to see if you were messing with him. He truly was worried he'd crush you, but he couldn't ever say no to you.

He took off his shoes and hoodie before climbing over top of you in the bed. "If I get too heavy, pat my back and I'll get up, okay Maus?"

You nodded as a victorious smile lined your lips. Your arms and legs securely fastened around his body, as he slowly laid himself down on you. You could tell he was holding back, though, and wasn't putting his full weight on you.

"This is what you wanted?" He asked, chuckling slightly as he heard your giggles from underneath him.

"Yes." You replied, taking the deepest breath you could with your mass of a boyfriend on top of you.

"Am I...hurting you?" He asked, timidly.

"Not at all, Kö. This is nice." You hummed, relishing in the feeling of some of his weight on you. It was clear he still wasn't okay with putting his full weight on you, and a lot of it was shifted to his arms, which hovered around your head.

You absentmindedly drew random figures into your boyfriend's back with your fingers, as you felt the stress of your day begin to wash away.

"Let me hold you, Maus." König said softly, his lips grazing your neck. He felt you nod against his chest, so he sat up slightly and laid on his side before pulling you into his chest. "Do you want to talk about it?"

You shook your head wordlessly as your fingers laced with his.

"Okay, well, when you want to talk, I'm here, always."

And when you were ready to talk, he listened.

John Price-

"Sorry it took me so long to finish up. The paperwork took longer than I would've liked." John whispered in your ear as he came up behind you while you were washing your face.

You gave him a smile in the reflection of the mirror, before patting your face dry. "It's alright, love."

"Are you okay?" He asked, as his brows furrowed slightly.

"Just a long day. Nothing a good cuddle with my husband won't cure." You turned to wrap your arms around his waist and stared to pull him backward toward the bed.

As you fell back onto the bed, your grip on your husband's waist tightened, and your legs latched around his lower abdomen, effectively locking him in a tight grasp.

"Baby, what are you doing?" John chuckled, pulling away slightly to smile down at you. "Did you want something?"

"Just stay like this with me. It feels good." You breathed out, your lover's weight fully pinning you into the bed.

"Sweetheart, I'm crushing you."

"It's okay, I like it." You spoke as you nuzzled your face into your husband's chest.

"Anything you want to talk about?" He asked, as his fingers stroked at your face mindlessly.

"Just a long day. Just wanna lay here like this with you." You replied, nuzzling your face into John's hand.

"I can do that."

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It was a few moments later when John spoke up again. "Love? Are you still with me?"

Instead of a verbal response, he heard a soft snore emit from your lips underneath him, causing him to chuckle softly. "You will be the death of me."

He rolled over gently so as not to wake you as he pulled you into his arms, pressing soft kisses to your temple. "But I wouldn't have it any other way."

Kyle Gaz Garrick-

Kyle had been gaming nearly all night, and you were desperate for his affection. It wasn't often he had game nights like this, and you were happy he was enjoying himself, but you were unable to prolong your neediness any further.

Once he got to a saving point, you pulled the controller away from him, setting it on the table in front of the couch. He turned to you with a confused expression, the slightest bit of a smirk evident on his lips. "Babe?"

"Lay on me."

Kyle blinked a few times, trying to process your request. "What?"

"I asked you to lay on me." You huffed, pouting out your bottom lip in the way he liked.

Kyle gave a hearty chuckle before grabbing a blanket and throwing it on the floor. He picked you up bridal style, while grabbing a pillow, and moved to lay you on the makeshift bed he created on the floor.

"You're sure?" He asked, his lips upturned in a devious smile.

"Yes."

He moved to lay on top of you, spreading his body weight throughout the length of your body.

You erupted in a fit of giggles as Kyle shifted his weight on you. "Wait, Ky, you're doing it wrong!"

"How on earth am I doing it wrong? You asked me to lay on you!" Kyle couldn't help the laughter that escaped his lips.

"You're supposed to lovingly lay on me!" You gasped out, Kyle's weight becoming too much for you. "This isn't loving!"

Kyle roared with laughter. "How am I supposed to lovingly lay on you, you wanker!"

Giving up on trying to appease your wishes, he took matters into his own hands. He slipped his fingers under your shirt and began to tickle at your sides, causing you to squeal in delight. "My little pet wants attention? I'll give em attention."

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A/N: Thanks for reading!🙂

“When He Sees Me” is a ghoap song from Ghost’s POV

fight me

Doe telling a joke to Soap and Ghost over the comms on a mission

Work’s been kicking my ass lately, so I destress by drawing COD meme redraws

These two menaces to society are absolutely siblings from another mother and I will stand by that headcanon

Soap: Cap’n! Doe was not authorized tae be in MY barracks!

Doe: I barely put my foot in dere, ya fuckin’ donut!

Soap: Kick her out! Please!

Doe: Ah jes’ got ‘ere, fer fuck’s sake!

Price this close to clocking both of them:

Soap and Laswell

Gaz to Price: Where the hell did we find this f*cking kid, man?

Doe: My dad threw me out the window when I was 3 because he thought that I looked weird

Doe: And then you kinda just picked me up

Doe: I remember that very vividly

Soap: *dying from laughter*

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Fanfiction Icks/ Writer/Reader icks

Warnings: This is will contain, dark topics, Swearing and problematic issues

Side notes:

-This is MY opinion, if you don't like it scroll away

-Some of these are very long

-I will keep adding to this for probably any time I get a writing or reader ick

When the reader gets a dog and names it a human name, ain't no body want a dog named Lola. Lola??? Fr???

Describing the 'reader insert' with commonly white features, ex. Straight locs of hair, soft and pale skin (ick), your cute button nose (really???) (Side note, I'm a mixed person but the only white features I have is my skin colour (which is pretty naturally tanned tbh) so you could imagine my annoyance when the author writes the reader with straight hair ect)

Giving us a crap load of trauma with none of it making sense. Like if we experience a traumatic event NO WE ARENT JUST GONNA BRUSH PASS IT???

Making the story an Oc when it's labelled reader insert. Sorry but no surprisingly I do NOT have green eyes and long straight golden blonde locks believe it or not

Making the relationship between the characters seem pedophilic, like why are we 4'9, busty but so skinny, no scars, no ability to defend ourselves, no nothing but we dating ghost? Specifically for war or soldier based readers it's just bad writing at that point

Like 75% of the bnha writing community, that shit is either Rape, Abusive or overall hella dark, this also leads back to number 5, they make us look and act like a literal 8 year old while we work with heroes. Now I'm fine with age regression and stuff like that but in no way is that ever mentioned in the post were just portrayed as a child dating teenagers

Body shaming, why should I be depressed that my body's different from yours? Yes people do want to look different from how they already and yes people get surgeries to change how they look and that's OKAY, I support them! But in no way shape or form should a writer ever make a writing piece about you needing to change your body to please others

Body shaming Pt.2, Writing a character who clearly has a set in stone body type and getting rid of it for a more 'aesthetically pleasing' body type. Re-designing a strong, muscular AFAB character like Korra or Miruko as a weak and less muscular version of themselves without adding an AU or plot where they end up like that takes away representation and the entire purpose of their story, same with only writing AMAB people with strong, muscular and toned body. It's unrealistic and makes your writing displeasurable to read

Any teacher/student type of relationships. I refuse to go explain this, an age gap is completely fine and I sometimes read that but making it between a teacher and any kind of student is extremely unacceptable

Lying about your Homophobia, listen I'm completely fine with you not writing LGBTQ+ pieces because your straight and think you'll mess up, yes that's totally fine but not doing it because you hate the idea of us liking more than one gender or not liking anyone at all than saying you're an ally? Really?

Lying about tags, this is mostly aimed at the people who use she/her or he/him pronouns in fics they've labelled as Gender neutral, come on people YOU'RE BETTER THAN THAT

(Jojolover21 reminded me of this one) When you give the reader a set nationality or race, like were not all Americans, I'm Australian and you know damn well if I even SEE LITTLE HINTS that we EVEN SLIGHTY American best believe I'm clicking off. ICKK

This is a VERY personal opinion on this type of writing but Parental issues written poorly, as someone who has experience dealing with abusive parenting or any abusive guardianship relation it pisses me off when I see people who romantise, sexualise or overall shit on the fact that people have shitty parents for the sake of their story. Yes all peoples experiences are different but if we get brutally beaten everyday, we're definitely, One: going to develop some aspects of issues, like traumatic episodes, strict and strange boundaries and types of behaviours who people with normal parents wouldn't have, Two: Going to have to WORK through your issues with said guardian if the reader wants to, no one on gods green earth would wanna talk to their mother after she sold them for no reason like do I really to say that????? And Three: under no circumstances would we all turn out the same (this is about if the abused reader has siblings), if the reader is more physically abused either sexually or aggressively they may act similar to their siblings yes but they won't have the same reactions to their brother for example who got mentally and emotionally abused

On the topic of parents, this is one is kinda nit picky but making the reader an official characters biological kid, especially if the parents are two of the same race, like just say you're not trying to be inclusive cause dya know how EASY it is to write the fact that somebody's adopted?? 'Oh but it won't make it as meaningful, oh woe is me on being called out' Bitch, that's your own writing if you can't write it to be everything you wanna claim it to be don't write it simple 🤷

When the reader has no character development what so ever, for example. Putting the reader in an abusive relationship them realising its abusive AND FINISHING THE STORY OFF WITH THEM IN THE SAME ABUSIVE RELATIONSHIP

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JOHN "SOAP" MACTAVISH ↳ Call of Duty: Modern Warfare 2