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ANDROID GHOST AJDBAHGEJADHJWHAH SKEHEBJWBDJA WKRBBWJF IM NEVER GOING TO THINK ABOUT ANYHITNG ELSE EVER AGAIN
also question: is there like a cum storage in his body that would have to be manually refilled?? if so imaging fucking him until it’s literally empty
It does have to be manually refilled. Trying to find a way to put a come making system in Ghost's body was a bit more challenging than you thought it would be, so you opted for the refillable route. Much easier. Plus you figure he won't run out too quickly. It's not a huge amount that gets stored, but you figure it's enough.
You did not anticipate that going his entire android life without a dick or orgasm software would probably lead to some... overconsumption once he did have it. Ghost shows up like two days later and needs to be refilled. He'll tell you straight up it's because he was masturbating too. He's got a "lot of time to make up" and boy is he making up for lost time.
Also "fucking him" is a bit of a stretch, "being used to get him off" is more accurate. Because that's what he does. He moves you with mechanical strength and precision like a living doll made to take his cock. In a way you are. You designed his dick exactly to your own desires, meeting his specifications while you drooled over the mechanics and tested the synth skin under your tongue. Now you sit on your knees with your head bumping against the wall as Ghost thrusts your perfect cock into your mouth, holding your head between his hands and pulling you down until you gag.
"Giving you what you deserve lovie," He tells you, something achingly tender in the swipe of his thumb against the tears staining your cheek, "lemme shut that brain o' yours off for a while."
He pins you to the workbench, keeps you on your back and presses your knees up to your shoulders. The weight of him is enough to keep you from moving as he pushes his thick cock into your dripping cunt, the angle perfect for him to beat against your cervix with each short thrust. It's too much too fast. The ache of it punching pleasure deep in your stomach, your cunt clenching as it tries to keep him inside. Your head spins, your breath catches, Ghost hooks your legs over his shoulders and laces his fingers behind your head. He forces you to bend under his weight, makes you watch the way his cock disappears into your puffy pussy and comes out glistening with slick.
And he'll keep you there, keep hitting that mind numbing spot deep inside you until your legs are shaking and you're screaming his name. He'll fuck you through orgasm, tap his metallic forehead against yours and let your breath fog his faceplate. He'll fuck you through his own orgasm, make you realize that despite adding a routine to increase sensitivity with each consecutive orgasm, you didn't actually program in a refractory period. Ghost will fuck you until he's empty, and then he'll fuck you past that.
"Making up for lost time," He'll tell you when he finally lets you up. Making up for lost time, you think as you stretch your aching legs towards the floor and try to find your balance. You're losing time on your back and on your knees, and now you've got synthetic come sloshing around and dripping out of you.
Price can't fire you for this, can he?
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There is something so funny on trying to teach english people your language.
And all I can think about is how the 141 would absolutely butcher trying to speak Afrikaans
Soap would obviously want to learn the swear words first...
Should I make this a series??
Also side note english is hard sometimes and yet here we are people who's first/home language isn't english but we are writing. I take my hat off to the others you are a blessing. (All writers are) but you know what I mean.
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beloved friends, i have a question:
do you dunk biscuits (cookies) in your tea/coffee?
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Fanfic writers are like crows. If you give them treats (comments) they will bring you shiny things (fanfic)
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Nasty Simon Riley.
Mdni/ breaking in/ panty stealing/ male masturbation / chubby reader/no other descriptions/afab reader
As always please enjoy!
He's in leave for the next few months after a particularly hard mission that forced him to take some time off.
He hates it he has nothing but free time on his hands and there is nothing to keep his thoughts in check. He's wired tight and even the first few days that he usually takes to decompress at his apartment isn't doing much good.
Until he spots you. His pretty neighbor who absolutely should not be wearing those tight jeans. Fuck the material hugs every curve perfectly. Highlighting your plump ass and pushing up your soft tummy. You looks so sweet too with your full cheeks that dimple whenever you smile.
He's only greeted you a few times but the amount of times he's gotten off to the thought of your plush thighs wrapped around him as he pounds into? Every damn time he sees you he gets so hard it's a miracle you haven't noticed.
And really he wants to talk to you but in his mind your too sweet too pure and he doesn't want to taint that innocents.
At first his hand and thoughts about you were enough. But as time dragged on his mind became restless. You consuming every one of his thoughts. How would you smell? Is your skin as soft as he imagines? What do you taste like.
Slowly his resolve starts to crumble and before he can stop himself he has invited himself into your apartment while you are at work oblivious to what your "quiet and reserved" neighbor Simon is doing.
He takes his time looking and taking in you small one bedroom apartment. Honestly little dove he has more than enough space for you to move in. But thats a task for a later time. While small it's still very cozy filled with plants and books and various little trinkets scattered about. It's so you and it floods him with warmth being able to see more of you.
He makes his way to your bedroom. Your bed is covered with a soft fleece blanket hidden under a bunch of pillows. But it's the neatly folded pile of laundry on your dresser that catches his attention. He doesn't mean to go through and look at the panties but fuck lace? All he can imagine is the pretty lace hugging your ass and accentuating every curve and dip. He gets so hard he can't help himself.
He's on your bed surrounded by your pillows, your scent. His pants and underwear are pulled to his knees. And he's fucking his fist this time with your soft panties wrapped around his cock.
He pictures you moaning and shaking from riding him. Begging him for more. And fuck he'd give it to you princess anything you want. You just need to sit there and look pretty while he fucks you like you deserve.
"Fuck gonna cum princess let me fill you up mark you as Mine"
He leaves after putting everything back in it's place. But he doesn't wipe the stains off your bed nor does he intend to return the pair of ruined panties. He will buy you more little dove you need only ask.
Hi! Thanks for reading
Hope you enjoyed.
Requests are open !
#cod#call of duty#cod smut#simon riley x reader#simon riley smut#ghost x reader#simon ghost riley smut#simon is nasty
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Reblog if you think a woman can be complete without children
Y’ALL HAVE TIME TO REBLOG THIS. IT TAKES LESS THAN FIVE SECONDS.
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I feel like Ghost would completely shutdown. Johnny would be there ready to make a witty quip but it would die on his lips once he makes eye contact with Simon.
And Simon is just standing there feeling everything at once. He barely registers Johnny trying to talk to him. The moment he does though?
He's gone. Out the door leaving a yelling Johnny behind .He vanishes for weeks. He's not at his apartment he's not anywhere on base. He's just gone.
Johnny is beating himself up because he knows he fucked up.
Simon meanwhile is back in his home town and he's drowning. It took him days to visit his family's graves. And when he finally did he broke. Everyone he's ever loved has either left him or hurt him. And Johnny the one person he thought he could trust? He just did both....
not that activision would ever do this and I don’t need them to because I don’t care, but I would love to read a fic where Soap wasn’t actually killed at the end of MW3, but instead was secretly relocated/hidden to make Makarov think he’d gotten the upper hand. and like maybe only Laswell and Price know (maybe Price doesn’t even know), and Ghost definitely doesn’t know. And when Soap finally reappears after they’ve finally taken down Makarov, Ghost just goes through it when he finds out that Johnny’s been alive the whole time. Like anger, betrayal, rage, and just shoving all of it down because that’s what he’s been trained to do and it’s just easier to go stone cold instead.
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Vampire Simon Riley
Mdni/vampire au/biting/blood/smut
Hope you enjoy!
Vampire Simon who was terrified to feed from you the first time.
He's hesitant handling you like fragile glass as he peppers your face with kisses to ease you and help him stay calm.
He tries to be gentle slowly sinking his teeth into the soft flesh of your neck.
The moment he tastes your blood he's gone. If there was a heaven this would be it.
He can't help but get unbearably hard at the devine taste of your blood and the delicious sounds you're making.
Once he's had his fill and made sure you were fine. He pulls you close ignoring his aching member in favor of pulling you close as you fall asleep.
The next morning as you wake up proudly showing off the bite marks he left. Simon can't control himself much more.
He's on you in a instant kissing and sucking marks into your skin you're his and mercy be on anyone that lays a finger on you.
You're still wearing his shirt his scent engulfing you and he takes you. His mouth his fingers his cock everything every part of him is yours.
He's fucking into your warm heat pushing you over the edge over and over again. Until you're completely cock drunk. He's lost in his bliss and almost misses when you beg for him so nicely to bite you again.
Oh but darling how could he refuse. Your blood is sweeter than before Simon can taste the arousal, your arousal and the moment you cry out as your body shakes from the mind numbing orgasm ,Simon is close to follow spilling into you filling you up as he pulls away.
"Fuck love you taste divine"
#cod#call of duty#cod smut#simon riley x reader#simon ghost riley#vampire Simon riley#simon riley smut
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Late night (not really it's 9 pm) thought:
So we all know Johnny loves some lingerie.
But what about Johnny in lingerie.
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soap sandwich
🔞 full drawing is on my TWT
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Bruh 💀
Soap is all: We don't even know if Makarov's intel is any good.
Soap: Price?... Price??
Price:
And I'm just imagining Soap like:
(another meme below cut)
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Don't blow his cover lol
BAHAHHA GUYS LOOK
so for a friends birthday I was at an escape room based off of a russian nuclear bunker during the cold war and we had to investigate suspects for who caused a potential missle launch and LOOK. YOU WANNA KNOW WHO THEY PUT FOR ONE OF THE IMAGES OF THE RUSSIAN CRIMINALS??
CAPTAIN JOHN FUCKING PRICE
I was literally laughing my ass off when I found this. I went to find the og photo cause the lighting was bad but you guys see??? SEE?? this is so hilarious to me. I sat giggling there for ten minutes after because they turned him into a “arms dealer and gambler” named Ivan.
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What are some of your favorite fan fiction writers for Call of Duty?
in no particular ranking/order (and letting you know A LOT OF these authors write extremely explicit p0rn. read the tags):
queeniegalore (literally noone writes ghostsoap like queenie man, her fic called The Spaces Between The Light is my forever comfort read)
MildLimerence (literally the GOAT of this fandom, i swear she's written a solid 30% of everything i've ever read in cod, and i've read her entire catalog maybe 3 times over at this point)
noxmajor (their Seven-Year Itch fic broke my heart and put it back together again)
ANTchan (*coughs* iykyk)
applepieces (*coughs harder but in bottom!ghost*)
surveycorpsjean (writes for a ton of fandoms and is generally just an incredible witer, but their cod fic Poison Apple i think has the most kudoses in the entire tag and it's for good reason)
prettyunhinged (bestie)
congee4lunch (wrote solemn prayer, poppy in my hair which is so painfully domestic and lovely. they've moved on from cod and write for rw&rb now, so don't bother them and ask them for more)
thirteenbullets (writes a lot of ghostsoap hurt/comfort, my favourite is side by side)
kaijusalad (fell in love with i like you alive, continue to fall in love with every additional fic they write about these freaks)
highlonesome (for all your catholic soap and asshole ghost needs. the pain kink is strong with these two.)
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The amount of people in my classes that use some form of ai to do their work is baffling. Best of all it's for a safety course. We have to write essays on safety so that we can be declared competent before we go into a manufacturing plant and apply what we learned.
Peoples safety is going to be placed in our hands and these idiots are using fucking ai
the fact that people are using chatgpt for their assignments is baffling to me. like... do y'all not study anymore? what happens when 5-10 years from now you're slapped with a malpractice lawsuit because you didn't know what the fuck you were doing since you didn't study and process the information that was given to you like intended??
i fear this generation is fucking doomed tbh...
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POV: you (trying to) baby-trap soap.
cw: breeding, dub-con/non-con?? leg-locking, idk what else. you’ve been warned
johnny’s hands on your hips as he fucks into your slick cunt, moaning and groaning above you. fucking the living hell out of you. the squelching noises bouncing off the walls while you moan so sweetly like candy. though you did lie about being on your birth control while fucking johnny, knowing he has a breeding kink. you just want his kid so bad! so why not fuck him when your ovulating and off those pills!!
you throw your head back, your legs thrown over johnnys shoulders. you huff and moan, writhing around. the pleasure being almost unbearable at the fact he’s almost hitting your cervix. sore from the bruising of his grip on the back of your thighs and sore from the tip of his cock hitting that sweet spot so well.
“fuck lassie. need’ya pussy so bad- need to breed ya’ pussy with ma’ loads.” he moans out with a whine. thrusting even harder with the pace he’s at now. you start to leg lock him, wrapping your legs around his waist and locking him in to not waste his cum. while locking him, you claw at his back. desperately trying to grip something and distract him from noticing how your leg locking him so intensely.
“lemme fill ya’ with ma’ babes lassie- please. need tae’ get ye’ barefoot and pregnan’ fer me.” he grunts out, slamming his hips against yours harshly. most likely to leave bruises in his way of fucking the living shit out of you. you nod your head at his words. “yes, yes! please get me pregnant johnny- want your babies so bad. promise you’ll give me your kids, promise me please.” you bet with the man, forcing him to make a promise with you while the pleasure starts to spike.
“i promise. i promise ya’. i’ll fill yer womb with ma’ babes, i promise you tha’. trust me, i’m dumpin’ my loads into ya’ as much as possible. forcing my loads inside your womb so you can give me some babies.” he rambles on. you moan loudly at every single word, grabbing at his shoulders and back. scratching him as you guys both get closer to the edge. a large wave pulling back and-
“fuck, give it tae’ me lassies, give me yer orgasm. c’mon, let johnny fuck his cum into ya’.” and that breaks you too pieces. legs shaking yet staying still as your leg is still locked around his waist. before he realizes he can’t pull out. “cannae’ pull out lassie- gotta-“ “no!” you say, tears rolling down your cheeks. “no, want you to come in me please. please johnny need to feel it.” you start to hump into him while he whimpers. nodding to you as you speak, beginning to thrust up into you to chase his orgasm.
the overstimulation consuming you as you go under, finally feeling the warmth of johnny’s seed inside your cunny. so you do is rest and lay numb in the bed. johnny rolls over, grabbing you and flipping you onto him. your feeling horribly tired from the rough fuck but right as you let sleep take you. you hear the words.
“i kno’ ya’ stopped taking yer birth control. don’t worry lass. i switched ‘em out for sugar pills anyways.”
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Soap with a breeding kink drabble
Mdni/ smut/afab reader/breeding kink
The first time you pick up on it it's subtle. And you chalk it up to him being pent up from being away for 2 months.
He's groaning in your ear a mix of broken English and Gaelic. You can barely make out what he's say until you near the edge of your orgasm.
"F-fuck bonnie take it all n-need it to take" you clench around him moaning when it finally clicks what he said.
You all but mewl your consent and then he's absolutely feral fucking into you abused pussy over and over again. Until he's filling you with his warm thick cum.
After that he gets more and more vocal about knocking you up. And the longer he's away the worse he is when he's back.
"Fuck gonna fill you hen make you the prettiest mama"
"Can ya feel that sweetheart your sweet pussy is milking me dry"
He will absolutely fill you up over and over again and plug you up to keep you full of his come. "Gotta make sure it takes bonnie"
He loves taking you while you're on your back so he can watch his cock disappear into your cunt. And as he's pounding into his hands are toying with your tits imagining them swollen and leaking and he's sucking on them while you just lay there taking everything he gives you.
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don't say you're "asexual."
say the only lust you feel is bloodlust.
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