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anothercrisis · 1 year

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SOAPGHOST & KISSES

When they kissed for the first time, it was almost…casual. Like it wasn’t this weighty thing they’ve been hanging around the precipice of.

Ghost had had a long day spent with Price pouring over paperwork and maps, tossing out ideas for their next missions and remedies for issues they had in previous ones. He was exhausted, mentally, and trudged back to his room on heavy feet, more files he was supposed to look over under his arm.

When he got there, he’d barely had the time to set the files down on his desk before there was a knock at his door. Upon opening it, he found Johnny, and was stepping out of the way to let him in without a second thought; he was always welcome here, in Simon’s space.

Johnny was holding a mug of tea in his hands, which he offered to Ghost as he told him he knew he’d had a long day and thought it might help. Simon shucked his gloves off, dropped them on top of the discarded files, and accepted the steaming mug from Johnny’s warm hands. Long comfortable with Johnny, he pulled his mask up and took a sip of the tea, no longer wary of Johnny’s tea making abilities now that he knew Gaz was coaching him under the table.

The tea was made perfectly to his preference, and he kept the mug against his lips as he swallowed, prepared to take another swig. Johnny grinned, pleased with Simon’s reaction. And Simon swallowed the second sip slowly, something happening in his chest that he couldn’t place. It wasn’t just the warmth of the tea working its way through him. It was a different kind of warmth; it was an ache. An ache for Johnny and his smile and his affection.

Simon glanced away from Johnny long enough to set his tea down on the desk beside him, already reaching for Johnny with his other hand. Johnny’s brow wrinkled with confusion without budging his smile, but he didn’t pull away as Simon slid his palm over the side of his jaw. He kept his eyes on Johnny as he framed his face and that lovely smile between his hands, watching for signals.

Johnny caught on quick, his smile dimming as he realized what Simon wanted, disbelief flickering in his expression before the clear want swept through. Johnny’s hand came up slowly to hold on to Simon’s wrist, and he knew he had permission.

So Simon leaned down and kissed him. Sweeping up Johnny’s lips in his own did nothing to abate the ache in his chest, instead only caused it to spread, to become heavier.

Johnny started to fucking smile even as he kissed Simon back, and while Simon didn’t mind feeling his smile, it made it harder to kiss him. Then Johnny pulled back enough to tell him his mouth tasted like tea, to which Simon said he couldn’t see how that was what’s important at the moment. But the words only made it part of the way out of his mouth because Johnny started to kiss him. Over and over, breaking to smile and make comments and to take in the look on Simon’s face.

And Simon was getting sick. The room tilted around him slightly, as if something inside of him was orienting itself towards Johnny more permanently. The ache in his chest was taking over his entire body like a fever, like his body was begging for Johnny to relieve the aches with his touch. Simon lost all the strength to move, caught in Johnny’s orbit with no intention to be let go on either of their sides. He was helpless in his want to do nothing but let Johnny kiss him—to kiss him back when he lingered long enough for him to.

When Johnny was temporarily satisfied, he gave Simon one last lingering kiss he was able to reciprocate before he tugged Simon’s hands off his face. Simon was told to finish his tea while it was hot because Johnny had worked too hard to make it for it to go to waste. Then Johnny went over to Simon’s bed, picked up a random book from his side table, and settled in.

Just like that. Simon was shocked by how easy it’d been to kiss Johnny. How casually Johnny had handled it, not because he didn’t understand what he was being given, but because he did, and he was willing to let it not be a big deal if that’s what Simon wanted.

The fourth time they kissed, Johnny was the one to seek Simon out, and the kiss they shared wasn’t quite like the ones they’d shared up until that point.

Soap was being sent out on a mission that didn’t involve Ghost, and he was getting ready to leave when he found Ghost alone in Price’s office, getting the paperwork sorted and filed. Johnny was quieter than usual as he came into the room, and Ghost chalked it up to the pre-mission quiet Soap sometimes lapsed into. He was wrong, because Johnny asked him a bit timidly if he could get a kiss before he left.

Simon, helpless to deny Johnny anything on a good day and absolutely powerless against the sudden shyness, set the papers he was holding down and tugged his balaclava completely off his head. He shoved it into his jacket pocket as he crossed the space between him and Johnny, who was studying Simon’s face as he always did when it was bare, like he wasn’t sure he’d get the chance again.

Simon pulled Johnny in by his waist, grateful for the fact he’d taken his gloves off to make sorting papers easier, and Johnny anchored himself with his fingers in Simon’s hair. He kissed Johnny deeply and deliberately, tracing the shape of his body with his hands as if he could brand the prints into his flesh to be used like armor, protecting his reason to live while he was away from him.

They didn’t have long, so they couldn’t linger like they wanted to. Simon broke off first, then he pressed another kiss to Johnny’s forehead, one that said please come back to me in one piece. Johnny hugged him tightly and briefly before he stepped out of the safety of Simon’s arms, flashing a grin as he left the room along with a comment about how he’d see him in a week.

By the tenth kiss, Simon had acclimated to the new intimacy and was starting to learn, about himself and about Johnny.

Johnny couldn’t keep quiet even when he was being kissed, and Simon was having the immense pleasure of discovering all the musical noises Johnny could make. Simon paid close attention to what he did that caused the deep groans and the bitten-off whimpers so that he could cause them on command. They, along with the feel of Johnny’s mouth on his and his hands on his body and in his hair, became a drug that Simon was quickly and dangerously getting addicted to.

Simon liked tasting Johnny’s smile, liked feeling his ragged breath against his face, liked the feel of his skin against his. Liked that instinctual snap of Johnny’s hips against his own that happened when he started to feel pent-up. Liked the way Johnny clawed at his shoulders, his waist, his hips as he tried to get Simon closer, even if they were already pressed so tightly against each other there wasn’t even room for air between their bodies. He liked the way Johnny’s lips ended up looking, swollen and dark and wet with their saliva, and liked the way his own mouth throbbed like a new bruise.

Kissing Johnny, as it turned out, didn’t give Simon a gut-wrenching awareness of his own vulnerability like he’d feared. It didn’t feel like what am I doing, what am I risking. It felt like dropping a weight off his shoulders, felt like a sigh. Kissing Johnny felt like a homecoming, and it’d been so very long since Simon had felt at home.

#GOOD MORNIN’ MEXICO #what’s that thing I’ve been saying?#this got WILDLY OUT OF HAND #I COULDN’T HELP MYSELF #THEY’RE IN LOVE YOUR HONOR #I give them all the kisses #the casual kisses the vulnerable kisses the heated kisses #and now I offer them to you #simon ghost riley #john soap mactavish #soapghost #ghostsoap #call of duty #cod mwii #cod headcanons #it’s the crisis talking

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pcktknife · 8 months

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this drive startin to feel like five nights at freddys I gotta get out this car yall

#theres fucking mechanical creatures(big rigs) trying to Get Us and we're just tryna make it to daylight #oh great it started raining #anyways in ohio good mornin ohioans or whatever yall called im not sure #good lort theres lightning #kae.txt #morning to the folks from indiana too slept thru yall like i said sowwy

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bestomato · 4 months

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it’s so cute to me how when i evolved my partner and hero, the sprites became big enough to look like they’re touching each other’s noses (snouts??? idk the word..) right after they wake up LOL

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alebrijediscordico · 1 year

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Yeah i got a new interest, why r you asking

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itoshi-s · 1 year

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─────✧ ˚ 　· 　· tw: somno (but u wake up), fem reader

18+ . minors dni !

your chest shudders, a sharp breathe filling your lungs as slowly, your senses regain clarity again. sleep is still thick and heavy over your mind, but the least you can make out are the wet sounds filling the bedroom - smacking, slurping, and then, an occasional breathy groan. and then, right after, comes the arch of your back and a high pitched whine upon the suckling on your swollen clit, the pleasure sudden like a smack to the face.

“mmm, mornin’,” you can feel rin’s mouth move against your heat as he speaks, tongue lapping at the folds, spreading them open for him to slurp at the sweet juices slowly oozing out from your tight hole. “wanted to wake you ‘fore i left,” he breathes, hands kneading at your bum as they pull you forward, closer to his face.

the thing is, you’re usually up as early as rin is - coffee mug in hand, sending him off to practice or the gym with a sweet kiss on the lips. the reason for your recent weariness were the many all-nighters you had to pull to deal with all your work, the deadlines catching up to you faster than you expected considering it has been just a few weeks since your promotion.

but to leave the house silently, tip toeing on the resin floors to press a few soft kisses to your forehead - rin wasn’t really a fan of it. he’s a man of many habits and he doesn’t like disturbance, so of course he’s going to have his way. he needs to see you, feel you before leaving for a long day of wearing his body down - even if it means having to shift his hard and leaking cock in his boxers as he’s already in his car and pulling out of the parking lot, having no time to let you take care of him in exchange. (don’t worry, he knows you’re already going to be at his feet the second he steps through the front door - and he always rewards you for being such a good needy girl.)

your eyelashes barely can flutter open, but you still steal a glance between your thighs, a moan instantly ripping from your throat at the sight of turquoise eyes staring right back at you.

“rin- you hav’ta go,” you gulp, taking note of the training uniform on rin’s body, but your hand reaches down to grab a handful of the jet black locks anyway. (talk about mixed signals.) “pr-practice,” you moan, airily, as you watch the way rin takes a long lap up your pussy, not looking like he’s going to stop his ministrations anytime soon. you feel your tummy stir, the tingling sensation growing stronger as you notice rin’s hips drag against the mattress firmly, clearly in search for some release,

“then be a good girl and cum f’me,” he mumbles, fingers flexing on the flesh of your ass and you squeak at the slight sting. “you know i dont like bein’ late.”

#✧˚ · . bllk #bllk smut #blue lock x reader #bllk x you #blue lock x you #itoshi rin x reader #rin my love #bllk x reader #blue lock smut #rin itoshi smut #itoshi rin #rin itoshi x reader #✧.* zaria writes #bllk #awe good mornin #i need him so so bad rn #✩ rin.thirsts

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tteokdoroki · 2 years

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waking bakugou up at 3am to ask him if he still likes you even though you’ve been married 8 years

#good mornin #🗑. aali’s chatroom

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screampied · 16 days

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To begin the pornstar Gojo..

i think it would start as you & gojo having been besties for like ever , yall have been fucking for a long time literally best friends w benefits

it started w him recording himself cumming on ur face or more like a pov shot of him fucking u for him to jerk off to later

& it was like a thing where yall would joke abt how much money u would make if yall posted them & eventually he just set his phone up & dicked u down like always

posted it on ph , somebody posted abt it on twt & it went viral bc it was so natural & sexy & funny now yall are sex icons

pornstars are so much hotter than of creators like even just the word , porn star .. its sexy its cunt its i fuck for a living not as a side hustle ykwim

ok boo ily let me stfu 🫧 xoxo

i’m gonna write pornstar gojo one day I SWEAAA. i just feel like he’d have an only fans, he’d make so bunch bank from it n he doesn’t even have to try to do any effort GAWD 😞

IMCRUINNGMG not us becoming icons, he’d be so unserious. imagine after all that he ends up falling in love with us too

but i see the vision 💔💔💔 need to look more into this trope bc i think id fit him so good 🫨🫨

#★ — LAS VEGAS ╱ ANONYMOUS.#🫧 anon #LMAOOHH LOVE U TOOOOO 💟💟#dunno if it’s night / day for u but sleep well !!#or good mornin !

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the-game-spirit · 3 months

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am I the only one who gets squicked out when people call Danielle Danny's daughter??? 🥲

its just.

that is a 14 year old child you're assigning parenthood to???

like I actually do think canon did one thing right: having Danny and Ellie's relationship be functionally "uuuuuuhhhh????? okay you can do your thing and. I will do mine. waaaaaay over there. see'ya cuz!" and then they both awkwardly dip out FAST

not because they don't have affection for each other! because they do! but one of them is a 14 year old kid, neck deep in hiding everything about himself from everyone except all of 3 people (also kids), who was just unwillingly cloned by his creep arch enemy-- and the other is a (???) 12 year old (??ig??) who may have only been around for a few months at best but is still functionally a 12 year old, FIERCELY independent, and just recently tried to murder the person she was cloned from-- then betrayed her dad-- then abruptly had nothing to her name, which also isn't even really hers--

I think they want to be friends-- family, even! but I also think they have ALOT of complicated Feelings about it. none of which touches on a "father-daughter dynamic"

#also i will never get over the post that implies that not even sam and tuck have any fucking idea whats up with ellie #because danny never willingly offers up information #dp #danny phantom #spirit chats #also yes i call dani ellie. my headcanon.#ALSO no hate to people who do the whole father-daughter angle #if it makes you happy then more power to you!#i just really dont like it much personally #(for the record i DO 100% think they become gremlin hellion twins eventually.#one day jack and maddie come down to breakfast and greet their children 'mornin jazz. moning danny! good morning danny.'#only for one of the dannys to pipe up 'mooom you know i prefer ellie!'#'oh my bad sweetie!' with a lil kiss on the head. absentminded. half asleep still.#and then. pause. wait a goddamn second.#one.... two.... three?#looks to the walls. three children in every photograph #looks at her kids. all unconcerned. danny and ellie heckling their older sister #.....oh GOD. 'JACK!!!! A GHOST MADE ME FORGET OUR DAUGHTER'#anyway plan 'gaslight the fentons into believing they had 3 kids all along' worked like a CHARM.)

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