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suiheisen · 15 days
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the h in nhl stands for homoerotic
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bressynonym · 8 days
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lunch date!! 😋
menu for today: boba and pho! 🧋🍜
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fragileheartbeats · 3 days
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"he's insane-"
HE JUST NEED LOVE STFU BITCH!!!
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brewed-pangolin · 3 months
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Soap MacTavish.
Coming into the living room freshly showered, still glistening in nothing but those sexy grey sweatpants hanging so perfectly on his slutty waist.
Walking like a boss straight to the freezer to grab a carton of ice cream, muttering he got 'too hot n'th shower, need to cool off' while he shovels a spoonful into his mouth.
And you just sit on your couch. Dumbfounded.
Wondering how the fuck the majestic masterpiece that is John 'Soap' MacTavish somehow ended up in your life, half naked and eating ice cream straight from the carton in your kitchen like the Scottish king he knows he is.
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angelltheninth · 5 months
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NSFW Masterlist Part 7
DC COMICS
Friends with Benefits with Hal Jordan
Jason Todd Gets Jealous and Fucks You in an Alleyway
Conner Kent x Fem!Reader - Principle of the Thing
Clark Kent x Fem!Reader - A Needed Confidence Boost
Dick Grayson x Fem!Reader - Hold the Popcorn
Friends with Benefits with Bruce Wayne
Jason Todd x Fem!Reader - Those Who Meet in the Shadows
MCU
Matt Murdock Gets Dirty in a Church
Logan Howlett when You're a Bimbo and Cockdrunk
King Valkirie - If All of the Kings Had Their Queens on the Throne
Steven Grant x Fem!Reader - Negotiation Tactic
MCU Characters Being Caught Masturbating
Bucky Barnes x Fem!Reader - Please, Say Please
ARCANE
Viktor, Jayce, Ekko and Silco Get a Boner in Public
Arcane Women with a Packer
Sub!Amab!Sevika + Cock Riding
Viktor x Fem!Reader - Lesson Learned
Arcane Men + Passionate, Sensual, Intense or Rough
Arcane Women with a Camgirl Reader
CHAINSAW MAN
Chainsaw Man Quartet Goes Feral on You
Chainsaw Man Quartet Eating You Out
Chainsaw Man Quartet Playing with You Under the Table
Aki Hayakawa Being Your Sex Summer Tutor
BLUE LOCK
Fuckboy Reo Hooks Up with You
Chigiri, Kunigami and Reo Reacting to Your New Swimsuit
Bondege with Mikage Reo
Bachira Denying You Pleasure
Using the Safe Word with Isagi, Kunigami, Kaiser and Shidou
Dry Humping with Rin, Kaiser, Karasu and Nagi
Blue Lock + Threesomes
GENSHIN IMPACT
Al-Haitham Fucking You While Kaveh is in the House
Genshin Men Get A Boner in Public
Childe x Fem!Reader - A Bet and a Prize
Genshin Men when You Confess in the Middle of Sex
Bath Sex with Thoma and Ayato
Things Genshin Men Enjoy in Bed
Genshin Men Doing You Better Then Your Ex
Forced Proximity with Genshin Men
Poly Relationship with Thoma and Ayato
Zhongli x Fem!Reader - The Morax Punishment
Make Up Sex with Genshin Men
Kaeya x Fem!Reader - How Long Can You Go
Interrupted Masturbation with Childe
Genshin Men Fucking You So Hard You Can't Walk
Hate Sex with Genshin Men
Faking an Orgasm with Genshin Men
Scaramouche and Pantalone as Vampires
Diluc x Fem!Reader - Unhelpful Help
STAR WARS
Wrecker x Afab!Reader - Getting Wreckered
Trapped in a Small Space with Din Djarin
Darth Maul x Fem!Reader - Clamming the Throne
The Bad Batch + Soft Sex
AVATAR
Jake Sully x Fem!Reader - Tails, Growls and Arousal
Tonowari Facesitting Headcanons
Avatar Men Getting Praised During Sex
Avatar Men and Their Weak Spots
Friends with Benefits with Avatar Men
Jake Sully x Fem!Reader - Newbie Mating Cycle
TWISTED WONERLAND
Trey and Cater Using a Vibrator on You
Deuce Spade x Fem!Reader - Vows on Devoted Lips
Floyd Leech x Fem!Reader - You'll Remember You Belong to Me
Twisted Wonderland Dorm Leaders + Clothing That Turns Them On
STRANGER THINGS
Eddie Making You Clean Him Up After Sex
Eddie Munson x Fem!Reader - High and Horny
Billy Hargrove x Fem!Reader - The Child Support Charade
Stranger Things Men + Where They Like to Cum on Your Body
Steve Harrington x Fem!Reader - Gatekeeper to My Heart
KIMETSU NO YAIBA
Being Douma's Pretty New Maid
Karaku Giving You Oral
Fingerwarming with Tengen Uzui
BOKU NO HERO ACADEMIA
Bakugo Grinding Against You Behind the Gym
Bakugo + Bimbofication
BNHA Men Having Sex For the First Time
Husband!Shoto Gets a Blowjob From His Shy Wife
Stalkers Izuku and Dabi Finally Get what They Wanted
Tomura Shirigaki x Fem!Reader - Where Pleasure Hides
JUJUTSU KAISEN
Enemies to Lovers with Toji Fushiguro
Gojo x Fem!Reader x Geto - Threeway Fun Between Friends
Sukuna x Fem!Reader - Double Duty for the Demon King
Jujutsu Kaisen Men When You're So Full Their Cum Spills Out
Nanami Kento x Fem!Reader - Stop the Clock
Toji Fushiguro Being Your Pervy Neighbor
Toji Fushiguro x Fem!Reader - Better Than Shower Thoughts
Geto Suguru + Sex Pollen
TRIGUN
NSFW Headcanons with Vash and Nicholas
Praise and Mirror Sex with Vash
Service Top Vash
Vash, Nicholas and Millions Knives + Cum Shot
NSFW Headcanons with Millions Knives
Vash Being a Sloppy Eater
Vash, Nicholas and Millions Knives + Sex Pollen
Being Vash's First Time
CALL OF DUTY
Virginity Loss Blurb with Simon
Task Force 141 + Spots That Turn Them On
Cleaning Up with Simon
Simon "Ghost" Riley + Touch Me and You Lose
Simon and König Want to Go All Night With You
A SONG OF ICE AND FIRE
Virginity Loss with Daemon, Aemond and Harwin
Silent Blowjobs with Daemon, Aemond and Harwin
Messy Affair with Harwin Strong
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witchthewriter · 14 days
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Y/N: *Screams* Soap: *Screams louder to establish dominance* Gaz: *With his hands on his ears* Bloody hell ... Should we do something? Ghost: *Standing against the wall, with a cup of tea in his hand* Nah, I want to see who wins.
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altvec · 3 months
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Iced Coffee
Simon Riley x male!reader
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You always liked coffee, all sorts. You mainly liked ice coffee, you weren’t sure why; maybe it was because you thought it was fancy looking.
One winters day in January it started snowing. Your boss texted you to work in from home, you were happy with that. You were down stairs when you received the text, you may as well make a coffee since you were up. Recently you found an ice coffee pack when you went last shopping with your husband, Simon.
You wanted to try it specifically that morning. As you were making your coffee you felt strong arms wrapping around your waist, it was your husband, Simon ‘Ghost’ Riley. “You not workin’ from home, bloody baltic outside?” His morning voice was deep and groggy.
“Well I only got the text saying I was working from home.” You pointed at your outfit. You had your work shirt on yet you still had your pj bottoms on. Simon nuzzled his face in your neck, the smell of coffee wafted into his nose. When he looked down and saw ice in the glass that was containing your coffee he gave you a look
You didn’t know what kind of look,
But it was certainly a judgy one.
“What are you doing, love?” He asked just staring at the coffee below him. “Making coffee, like I do every morning, why?”
“No, why are you putting ice..in your coffee..in the dead middle of winter?” His eyes flicked from you, to the coffee, to the snow that was falling outside.
You only shrug your shoulders and took the cup to your lips and drank it.
Your husband stared at you in disbelief when you drank it. He kissed your temple when you placed the glass down and let go of you to put the kettle on for himself. “You’re going to get cold, you bloody lunatic.” He joked with a smile. “My husband is a bloody lunatic.” He said shaking his head with a smile, you kissed him on the lips as he leaned on the counter top, your cold lips touching his.
When you both pulled away he clicked his tongue, “I’m telling you this right now, your lips feel like the Artic.” He joked, he took your cheeks in his calloused hands and pecked your lips multiple times before letting go. “Yet you still want to kiss me?” You brought the glass back up to your lips again.
“Always.” He says as he takes your hand and kisses your knuckles with a smirk plastered on his lips.
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cod-dump · 9 months
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Kid!Ghost: *runs up to Price*
Kid!Ghost: Can I say a bad word?
Price: What?
Kid!Ghost: Can I say a bad word?!
Price: Yes?
Kid!Ghost: *turns to Kid!Roach* YOU MOTHERFUCKING BITCH
Price: WHOA HOLD ON-
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jacksoldsideblog · 5 months
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little is funnier than the split second scene within a scene during the lye kiss in the movie when the narrator is on his arms and knees over Marla in a vaguely sexual position in the ice cave and when he leans down, instead of kissing her, he ends up retching like a cat. very heterosexual movie guys
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constantcrisis19 · 1 year
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Making Progress
Simon "Ghost" Riley x GN S/O
AN: So I did a thing. I was dragged into the COD fandom kicking and screaming and now I can't get the skull man or the feral Scot out of my head. Enjoy!
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You gracelessly slumped into one of the seats that lined the right wall of the helo's hull with a relieved groan that probably wasn't all that appropriate outside of certain bedroom activities if the several wide-eyed stares you suddenly found aimed your way by the soldiers dutifully filing into the bird was any indication, but you were much too tired to care about the mix of shocked and judgmental looks being thrown your way.
You still had your headphones on, the low bass music humming through the speakers keeping your hands from shaking like they wanted to when you weren't holding a weapon. The weariness that seemed intent on weighing down your frame reared its ugly head now that you were coming down from the rush of adrenaline that you got every time you went out into the field. 
You leaned your head back on the metal wall behind your chosen seat and closed your eyes, not even bothering to buckle yourself in as you instead focused on taking deep breaths, the floor under your boots vibrating as the rest of your haggard team moved about to secure the helo for lift off. 
You figured that it wouldn’t be much longer before they closed the bay doors to seal them in if the faint rumbling sound of the engine warming up echoing through the hull as the massive blades atop the helo slowly began to spin was any indication. 
You were distracted from your musings when you heard someone take the open seat next to you. You looked over to see none other than Ghost, the man not bothering to even look up from his task to meet your questioning stare as he meticulously buckled in.
A silent and awkward tension slowly built up between you two, and Ghost still hadn't even offered a word of greeting.
You were about to break the silence with something when the helo began picking up speed, its blades spinning faster and louder and causing you to quickly buckle your own seat belt without even thinking about it, the noise of the engine drowning out the music that you had been listening to.
The helo slowly began to rise into the air as its rotors reached the speed needed for it to lift off, moving up until you could see the city below through the windows getting smaller.
You lifted a hand up to grab your headphones, shifting one of the earpads away from your ear to rest against the side of your head before you decided to break the silence yourself, clearing your throat nervously before speaking.
"Been a hell of a day, huh, sir?" You said while staring at the side of Ghost's head, his intimidating skull mask blocking your view of his face as you tried to break the ice.
The only response you got from Ghost was a slight grunt, his mask not moving from his straight and relaxed staring. His complete lack of emotion made it feel as if he hadn't even heard you, his only other reaction being him shifting his gun to the side, the barrel pointed off behind him. And, after a few more seconds of silence, he finally spoke up again. "Yes. It has."
"What are you gonna do to unwind when we get back? I personally feel that we could all do with a nap." You stated with a longing sigh, you desperately missed your bed but, at the rate that you were going, you'd be willing to lay on a slab of concrete if it meant that you could get a few uninterrupted hours of sleep.
"Nothing." Ghost stated coldly, his answer blunt and almost unnaturally calm. He didn't seem to be annoyed or anything, just that simple answer of 'nothing'. "You?"
You blinked at him for a moment, caught off guard by Ghost actually actively engaging you in conversation by prompting you to give an answer of your own. "Uh, I was thinking that I'd take a shower and then crawl into bed and stay there until somebody checks up on me to make sure I haven't suddenly up and died." You replied with a shrug before squinting at Ghost curiously. "You really have absolutely no routine to come down from such a shitty mission?"
"No."
Again, his response was short and blunt, no trace of any emotion in his voice as he stared out into nothing. His lack of any kind of routine was almost eerie, it was as if he simply didn't have a need for it, as if he simply had no reaction whatsoever to the exhausting and life-threatening events that you and the rest of the squad constantly got dragged into.
"Come on, Lt, there's gotta be something. Humor me." You prompted with a good-natured smile, and Ghost finally turned his head to level his dull, brown eyes at you.
"I sit in the dark. Sometimes for hours. And I think." Ghost responded simply, the fact that his eyes didn't betray a single hint of emotion even as he described this almost frighteningly dark process he went through after each mission only made that statement even more unsettling.
"Jesus." You breathed in response, not even sure if a paid therapist could successfully unpack all that laid beneath such a simple statement. "You like tea, right?" You asked a little bit desperately. "Why don't you try making a cup for yourself when we get back? I'll even join you if you'd like?"
You weren't even that big a fan of tea, but you'd tolerate the less than desirable taste if it meant that Ghost didn't sit in his room, in the dark, all by himself.
"Tea?" Ghost questioned blankly, still staring at you with that same cold, blank expression on his face, a slight head tilt accompanying his question as if it had simply never occurred to him to take up such an action. He then stayed silent for a few moments as he thought over the idea, before eventually responding in a soft yet simple, non-committal way. "Why not."
"Cool. Do you have a specific flavor of tea that you tend to gravitate towards?" You asked, feeling proud of the progress you've made in engaging Ghost in conversation so far. The man was antisocial, sure, but that didn't mean that he was impossible to talk to, it just meant that it took a little bit of elbow grease to get him to loosen up.
"...earl gray." Ghost stated with that same non-emotional blankness. It almost sounded more as if he was reciting his tea preference, like it was something that he had been programmed to say, rather than an actual personal decision.
"Oh, jeez. Could you be any more British?" You teased with a lighthearted grin.
"What would you like?" Ghost continued, countering your question with a question of his own, and completely ignoring your comment about his tea preferences.
You thought about it for a moment, tipping your head back against the metal hull behind you to squint up at the bright fluorescent lights that lit up the enclosed space before answering. "I'm personally fond of London Fog. Though, I feel inclined to warn you that it's very sweet."
The tea you liked took copious amounts of both milk and sugar to make, but you had one hell of a sweet tooth so you believed that it was very much worth the potential cavities. That being said, you figured that Ghost most likely wouldn’t enjoy London Fog tea since you’ve never even seen him use sugar in his own preferred tea on the rare occasion he had some free time to make some. 
"I see." Ghost said in a slightly more questioning tone than usual, a sign that your comment about the tea being sweet had caught him off guard. Still, he didn't show any signs of dislike about the idea, and instead kept up his same blank stare as he considered this new information.
"Alright." He then said, seemingly approving of your choice.
"Perfect." You stated with a wide grin, feeling pleased as pie that you managed to rope the infamously reclusive Ghost into some social interaction with you.
"Oh! I have a playlist that I usually play to help me wind down and it's become kind of a habit to listen to it after missions. You don't mind if I were to play it aloud while we drink tea, do you?" You asked when the thought came to you, looking at Ghost imploringly and hoping that he wouldn't mind.
"I don't mind."
This time, Ghost replied in a slightly more casual tone, his statement sounding more like him stating an honest personal answer rather than merely a programmed response.
He then gave a simple nod as he added, "You can play it."
Your smile widened, an intense feeling of giddiness rising inside you as you realized that Ghost was warming up to you, the man's slow but steady emergence from his shell making you bold. "Do you listen to any music?"
This question seemed to catch Ghost off guard a little bit, a noticeable flinching of his eyebrows in surprise as a slow and confused nod crept up on his face.
"Rarely." He said hesitantly, seeming deep in thought for a few moments as he was clearly struggling to remember a song. "Classical, usually."
Your eyes widened as you stared at him incredulously. Heavy metal, sure you could see him listening to that angry stuff. Alternate, yeah maybe certain starving artists that sang about their like trauma and struggles or something. But classical? Never in a million years would you have guessed that the dark, brooding Ghost listened to classical music and if anybody would have suggested it, you would've laughed in their face.
"No way." You laughed, not unkindly, and lightly nudged his shoulder with your own, barely enough force to even jostle him since the last thing you wanted was for him to see the gesture as some sort of attack. "Who's your favorite composer?"
"...Beethoven." Ghost said simply, as if it were the most obvious answer in the world. "You?" He then asked after a short pause.
"You know... that actually makes a lot of sense." You mused as you stretched your arms over your head. From what you remembered of Beethoven's compositions, most of them were dark, powerful swells of music that scratched a very specific itch in the back of your hindbrain. "As for my favorite, I'll have to go with Bach."
"...Bach." Ghost echoed blandly, as if he were trying out the name for the first time and figuring how it sounded. After a few seconds, he replied. "What do you like about him?"
Ghost had never shown much curiosity to anything outside the scope of his usual tasks or duties, so seeing him so interested in such a mundane topic was... intriguing, to say the least.
"I guess I just like powerful music that tells a story and makes you feel something, ya know?" You said as you slouched back in your seat as much as the straps would let you.
"Powerful." Ghost echoed the word in a slow, monotonous drawl, and seemed to mull over the word for a few seconds before speaking again. "Define 'powerful' in this context."
He seemed oddly fixated on this particular word.
"The slow crescendo into a thunderous roar as the climax of the composition hits... until that intense mix of harmonies are all that's ringing in your ears... I suppose a word that I could've used instead of powerful could be 'all-consuming'." You gesticulated as you spoke. You were very passionate about music, as evidenced by how animated you became while rambling.
Ghost nodded slowly, seeming to consider your words as his unblinking, unmoving stare pierced through the helo's hull.
"And Bach's music makes you feel that way?"
There was that same note of mild surprise in his voice as he spoke, as if he couldn't quite believe you were able to describe the sensation so clearly.
"Yeah, I can add a few of my favorites to my playlist, just for you if you're interested." You said with a smile, only half teasing. There was no doubt in your mind that if Ghost did end up saying yes, you would absolutely add some classical tracks to your wind down playlist, if not to further encourage future get-togethers with you and maybe broaden his music tastes in the process.
Ghost stayed silent for another few moments, his face turning into a slight and rare grin as he found something genuinely amusing about what you had said.
"Sure." Ghost said simply, once again with that simple, neutral tone of voice. "...Thanks."
It was his first instance of genuine kindness throughout this entire short conversation, a small thank you that he added on in a soft, genuinely appreciative tone. He even flashed you a faint yet real smile, and while it was brief, it was more than most people had seen from him.
It was progress.
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leiandroid · 11 days
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round 4 of six fanarts with the blue-eyed brigade (and chel)
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Dany’s vision of Rhaegar in the HotU
So, I want to beat an already dead and over-beaten horse, and talk a bit about Dany’s vision of Rhaegar in the House of the Undying.
Now, I want to preface it by saying that I know this subject has been talked about thousands of times and it’s boring and tiring to talk about the same shit over and over again, but I just saw “Rhaegar is a prophecy-obsessed groomer/rapist” discourse on my twitter feed and thought I’d toss my two cents in.
Firstly, let’s look a bit at this vision as it appears in the books, shall we?
Viserys, was her first thought the next time she paused, but a second glance told her otherwise. The man had her brother’s hair, but he was taller, and his eyes were a dark indigo rather than lilac. “Aegon,” he said to a woman nursing a newborn babe in a great wooden bed. “What better name for a king?”
As we can see here, Dany, on her quest to find her children, stumbles upon this little moment long past. The text tells us that the three people shown here are Rhaegar, his wife Elia, and their son Aegon.
“Will you make a song for him?” the woman asked.
“He has a song,” the man replied. “He is the prince that was promised, and his is the song of ice and fire.” He looked up when he said it and his eyes met Dany’s, and it seemed as if he saw her standing there beyond the door.
This passage specifically has been interpreted numerous times. The text tells us that Rhaegar thought that his son, Aegon, was The Prince that was Promised. However, Rhaegar looks up when he says the prophecy, and looks directly at Dany, as if talking to her.
This to me reads as not-very-subtly being told the answer to the prophecy. Dany is TPTWP, as the author tells us through vision-Rhaegar. Thus, she is made aware of the prophecy, part of which we can find in the title of the book series.
I’ve seen the theory that Rhaegar seeing Dany was a time-space continuum bubble, of the present looking at the past, or, for Rhaegar, the present glimpsing at the future. How I see it, however, is that when he says those fateful words, and looks up to meet his sister’s eyes, he becomes both the gods’ and the author’s channel to make Dany and the reader aware of the answer to the prophecy. He sceases to be just a vision of the past and becomes the gods’/R’hllor’s voice, informing Dany. He tells her about the PTWP prophecy, because she is TPTWP!
Thus, when he continues with this,
“There must be one more,” he said, though whether he was speaking to her or the woman in the bed she could not say. “The dragon has three heads.”
we can infer that he’s saying this to Dany, because the gods want her to know this (and the author wants us to know this).
Mind you, these are visions, not just excerpts from the past/present/future. The conversation as it’s shown might not have taken place exactly like this, if it ever did. With how abrupt the cut from Rhaegar saying this to him going and playing the harp, I think he’s never said those words himself. Again, I believe that, in that moment (given that “There must be one more” and “The dragon has three heads” do not tie at all with the PTWP prophecy), it’s the gods using this vision of him to tell Dany (and the reader) an important message.
I shall say it one more time, just to be perfectly clear: IT’S NOT RHAEGAR TALKING ABOUT THE THREE HEADS AND A THIRD CHILD, IT’S THE GODS!
“There must be one more”, because Rhaegar has three children, not just two. Dany is fated to meet Rhaegar’s third child (and very probably fall in love and marry said third child, but that’s another overly-beaten, dead horse), and we as readers have been getting clues about who this child is since book one.
In no passage is it stated or implied that Rhaegar sought to have another child. He doesn’t go on and say, “When the maester has cleared you, we shall try for a third.” or “Because you can’t get pregnant again, I shall look for another woman to bear my third child.” The theory that he wanted another one, presumably a girl, to name her Visenya, is just that, a fan theory.
“The dragon has three heads. There are two men in the world who I can trust, if I can flnd them. I will not be alone then. We will be three against the world, like Aegon and his sisters.” (ASOS, Dany VI)
It’s clear (or it should be) that “the dragon has three heads” it’s specifically for Dany to know that there are two people out there whom she can trust and with whom she shall stand “against the world, like Aegon and his sisters.”
It’s not about Rhaegar thinking that his children are “the three heads of the dragon”. It’s about Dany. You would think it’s obvious given that it’s her chapter, but whatever.
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ORLAAAAAA just a reblog acc but I found a rejected kitten an he's sleeping in my hoodie and purring rn and was trying to groom my hoodie earlier so like. imagine könig.. w a little baby kitten just trying to groom his hood like it's his litter mate :33 and the kitten just purring up a storm w him cuz he's so warm
cat distribution system chose YOU. but, that kitty is so cute! are you going to keep it or turn it in somewhere? so adorable !! ☀️🥹
a little ginger kitten in his hands, crawling up his broad shoulders till it's sat perfectly beside his head. he can hear the sounds of the cat's licking; grooming his vail like it's another cat. he chuckles, moving it down onto it's lap and tickling it's stomach :( purring and meowing at könig as he pets the tiny thing.
the size comparison between the giant and the little fluffy ball is huge. sat on his lap, and purring up a storm as he runs his large, warm, gloved hands over it, hearing little meows. he'd found it on a mission, and didn't want to leave it alone — as he grew up with stray cats and they always started clinging to könig — probably names it something like “garfield” or “cheddar” ... something stupid like that ... 🧀
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chomchomcherrybomb · 11 months
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I'm begging
Someone please make a Hockey player! Ghost x Ice skater! Soap au long fic. I'm begging you.
I had to make my own content 😭
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ignify-caligo · 1 year
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Roach: We can bake these cookies at 400 degrees for 10 minutes or 4,000 degrees for 1 minute.
König: No, that’s not how you make cookies!
Soap: FLOOR IT!!
Roach: How about 4,000,000 degrees for 1 second?!?
König: yOU’RE GONNA BURN THE BASE DOWN-
Roach: I’M GONNA HARNESS THE POWER OF THE FUCKING SUN TO MAKE COOKIES!
Soap, laughing: DO IT!
König, crying: NEIN BITTE-
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notky7ie · 4 months
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...winter 2023...
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