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sheeluvsme · 11 months

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THIS PROVES MY THEORY !

He is definitely a dog person.. I think he likes cats too because he kinda fucking acts like one with his attitude but he DEFINITELY has a shepherd that he sleeps with :))!! AND ITS SO CUTE<333 When you guys start getting serious he lets you stay in his apartment because of his dog, his dog will absolutely TARE anyone apart that tryed to break in and lay hands on you 🫡🫡

#cod mwii #writers on tumblr #cod headcanons #cod modern warfare #valeria codmw2 #cod x reader #soap cod #farah cod #ghost cod #alejandro cod #phillip graves #philip graves #phillip graves x plus sized reader #phillip graves x reader #cod graves #graves cod

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lxvvie · 17 days

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Phillip Graves, your handsome, friendly neighborhood asshole, has had his eyes on you from the moment you moved next door.

He helped you move in, of course. Helped you get situated, meet your other neighbors, and if there was anything that needed fixin', he was there to lend a hand. Or two.

Bastard's slicker than a can of oil; he has something up his sleeve, you feel it in your bones, but it's that smile. It's the goddamn smile, the southern drawl when he says howdy and calls you darlin', and most importantly, it's the barbecue.

The fucking barbecue.

He calls it the Gravepit. His underground barbecue pit and the place where he makes magic happen. The first time he invited you over, you swore he put crack in his food, it was so damn good, but Graves laughed it off and said he had the magic touch. All while his eyes bore into yours. Intensely. And he sent you on your way with leftovers to last the next couple days.

The next couple of times he had you over, he needed you to be his taste tester. Don't know what for, his food is always delicious, but you accepted because free food and good company when in reality, it's because Graves wanted to sus you out and plan his next moves accordingly.

And when he got the intel he wanted, realized that you were, in fact, as attracted to him as he was to you—no need to fight it, darlin'—Graves made his move. With the barbecue.

The fucking barbecue.

Long story short, he invited you over to sit and eat with him one Saturday afternoon. It started out with talking, talking turned into flirting, and flirting turned into you bent over the couch while he fucked you savagely from behind. And god, you felt better than everything he dreamed and stroked himself to, darlin'.

And that evening, when you were well and truly fucked, Graves fed you. Good, slow-cooked meat with all the fixins. Didn't send you on your way with leftovers this time. Hell no. Graves was gonna fuck and feed you until the cows came home, darlin'.

Told you he had the magic touch.

#2queued4u.#nsfw.#call of duty #call of duty modern warfare #call of duty modern whorefare.#phillip graves #phillip graves x reader #phillip graves x you #call of duty x reader #call of duty x you #cod x reader #cod x you #x black reader #x poc reader #x plus size reader #shadow company

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madammidnightsblog · 3 hours

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I will get back to writing femdom, I will. But for now, I want to let my hyperfixations take over and run for a while. So, another Call of Duty headcannon because I fucking can.

COD X PLUS SIZED! READER!! I do not care who it is- Price, Kruger, Farah, Gaz- WHOEVER! They would fucking love a plus sized woman/man/non binary/gender fluid/ trans/demigirl/demiboy- ALL!!!

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sweet-as-an-angel · 2 years

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Call of Duty: Modern Warfare 2 Masterlist

Ghost: Wanted: Ghost x König x Reader [HEAVY SMUT] Oral Support - Ghost x Reader

Ghost w/ a Petite S/O

Ghost w/ an Innocent S/O

The Type of Yandere Ghost is

Yandere Simon "Ghost" Riley Headcanons

Simon "Ghost" Riley w/ a Pregnant S/O

Simon "Ghost" Riley NSFW Alphabet

Ghost of Christmas Past [Ghost x Reader]

Simon “Ghost” Riley Headcanons

Ghost x Plus Size Reader Headcanons

Platonic Yandere Ghost x Childhood Best Friend Reader

Ghost w/ an S/O who Wears Glasses

Platonic Yandere Ghost x Reader Headcanons

Ghost w/ an S/O who is Self Conscious about Squirting a Lot

Dominant! Ghost Headcanons

Dominant! Ghost Headcanons [Repost]

Thigh Riding w/ Ghost

Ghost, König and You

Seraphim [Ghost x Reader]

The One where Soap finds Himself in an ✨ Awkward ✨Situation. [ Ghost x Reader ]

Ghost's Reaction to his S/O Stealing his Mask

A Family of His Own [Ghost x F! Reader]

Simon "Ghost" Riley w/ his S/O During a Panic Attack

Vampire Simon "Ghost" Riley Headcanons

Ghost & König’s Reaction to You in a Maid Outfit

Ghost & König’s Reaction to You Being a Cat Girl

Ghost & König’s Reaction to You Being a Cat Boy

Two Ghosts One Stone [Ghost x Reader x Ghost]

Simon "Ghost" Riley w/ a Tall S/O

Zombie! Ghost NSFW Headcanons

König:

Wanted: Ghost x König x Reader [HEAVY SMUT]

König Headcanons

Yandere König Headcanons + Ending

König x Plus Size Reader Headcanons

Dominant König Headcanons

König w/ his S/O during a Panic Attack

König w/ an S/O who Wears Glasses

König w/ a Mommy Kink

König w/ a Daddy Kink

König w/ a Petite S/O

Extra: König w/ a Petite S/O

Submissive König Headcanons

König w/ a Pregnant S/O

Breeding König

Thigh Riding w/ König

König w/ an S/O who is Self Conscious about Squirting a Lot

König w/ a Bratty S/O

Sylvannian Family [König x Reader Headcanons]

Ghost, König and You

Chokehold [König x Reader]

König w/ an Innocent S/O

König's Reaction to His S/O Stealing his Mask

König's Reaction to You Having a Stomach Bulge

Ghost & König’s Reaction to You in a Maid Outfit

Ghost & König’s Reaction to You Being a Cat Girl

Ghost & König’s Reaction to You Being a Cat Boy

Wild West Outlaw König

Vampire König Headcanons

Zombie! König NSFW Headcanons

Alejandro:

Yandere Alejandro Headcanons

Price:

Yandere Captain Price Headcanons

Graves

Yandere Phillip Graves Headcanons

All:

MW2 waking up next to their S/O

MW2 w/ an S/O who is Insecure about their Stretch Marks

MW2 and their P0rn Preferences

MW2 Cuddling Headcanons

MW2 Reaction to You Calling Them Submissive and Breedable

MW2 Reaction to Receiving a Special™ Photo from Their S/O

MW2 Reaction to Receiving a Love Poem from Their S/O

MW2 Reaction to You Having an Only Fans

MW2 Reaction to Their S/O Who Self-Harms

MW2 Reaction to You Asking Them to be Gentle

MW2 Reaction to You Being A Virgin

MW2 Reaction to You Panty-Flashing Them

Zombie! MW2 W/ a Human Sex Slave

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bravo4iscool · 6 months

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masterlist

call of duty

call of duty characters as f1 drivers

he’s in denial (a simon “ghost” riley headcanon)

simon riley’s love language (a simon “ghost” riley headcanon)

a little snippet of a ghost one shot (simon “ghost” riley x reader)

return (simon “ghost” riley x fem!reader)

return pt.2 snippet

the sacrifice (simon “ghost” riley x reader)

mornings with ghost

simon riley is a chubby chaser (a simon “ghost” riley headcanon)

simon “ghost” riley/john price x chubby!short!reader

you’re kidnapped (simon „ghost“ riley x fem!reader)

simon riley witnesses a terror attack (a simon “ghost” riley headcanon)

simon riley is the type of man to hold you when you cry (a simon “ghost” riley headcanon)

simon “ghost” riley taking home chubby!reader from a bar (simon “ghost” riley x chubby!reader)

goth!ghost meets scene!reader (simon „ghost“ riley x reader)

goth!ghost meets goth!reader (simon “ghost” riley x reader)

model!ghost and designer!reader (simon “ghost” riley x reader)

part two

dad!simon riley (simon “ghost” riley and child!reader)

old man masterlist (simon “ghost” riley x reader; platonic)

simon “ghost” riley x fem!chubby!reader

neighbour!graves helps you move in (phillip graves x reader)

simon and his mechanic!girlfriend (simon “ghost” riley x fem!reader)

simon and his tomboy!girlfriend (simon “ghost” riley x fem!reader)

simon and his lawyer!wife (simon “ghost” riley x fem!reader)

idk how to name this😭 (simon „ghost“ riley x fem!reader)

mechanic!ghost and his partners‘s birthday present (simon „ghost“ riley x reader)

simon and johnny with a partner that has ptsd (simon “ghost” riley x reader/ john “soap” mactavish x reader)

simon and his wife broke the cycle (simon “ghost” riley x fem!reader)

simon‘s wife works too much (simon „ghost“ riley x fem!reader)

simon finds out the gender of his 2nd child (simon „ghost“ riley x fem!reader)

he‘s too afraid to ask you out (simon „ghost“ riley x reader)

childhood best friend’s bracelet (simon “ghost” riley x reader)

false signs masterlist (simon “ghost” riley and reader)

simon and his tall!wife (simon “ghost” riley x fem!reader)

part two

crime and punishment (simon “ghost” riley x reader)

eating good (simon „ghost“ riley x reader)

tf141 getting pet

wayne!AU (simon “ghost” riley & older!brother!reader)

friends to lovers with simon (simon “ghost” riley x plus-size!fem!reader)

tf141!office!AU (tf141 x fem!reader)

i date to marry (simon “ghost” riley x fem!reader)

why not love me? masterlist (tf141 x simons!tall!wife; one-sided)

seal team

snippet of a SEAL team one shot

snippet no2

what if brock was a smoker? (a brock reynolds headcanon)

the reason sonny’s good with kids (a sonny quinn headcanon)

bleeding out (trent sawyer and brock reynolds)

sister (trent sawyer x fem!reader)

just a friend (scott “full metal” carter x fem!reader; smut)

slayweek 2024 masterlist (sonny quinn x clay spenser)

bridgerton

hidden glances and secret notes (benedict bridgerton x servant!fem!reader)

more to come…

#call of duty #cod #formula 1 #formula one #f1 #masterlist #headcanons #ghost #simon riley #gaz #kyle garrick #seal team paramount #trent sawyer #brock reynolds #bridgerton #bridgerton series

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sarahblueskyyyy · 3 months

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Contract

MDNI!!! Barrack Bunny! Reader, Phillip Graves x Reader, Shadows x Reader, rough sex, vaginal sex, gangbang (imaginations), PWP, cock-warming, degradation, bang bang on table, plus-sized reader, etc.

Even before you lift your fist to knock on the polished wooden door—you already knew the reason why you were summoned by the commander.

“Come on in.”

The corners of your lips are pulled upwards, something you can’t deter anyway. Your grip on the door’s handle makes a click sound, and you step into the simple office of his. And when you close the door, you use the nudge of your back and backwards.

Phillip Graves forms a thin smile. His gaze is still directed at the pile of documents on top of his desk; he pretends to disregard the newly discovered existence of a certain someone in his private room.

“Anything you need, Commander?” you ask him cheerfully. Your grin widens as you get closer to him. If being imbecilic is the core rule, two can play the game. You’ll obediently carry out the objective. “I heard you were searching for me.”

Graves lets out a soft scoff. He puts down the papers and utilizes his stretching hands to push him away a little from the desk. The chair’s wheels roll, and it broadens your visual range.

You bite onto your lower lips and swallow down a smile—a futile effort, for your eyes glint when you see him sitting on his chair with a prominent erection. His cock stiffens with every vein carved perfectly on the shaft up to the bulbous tip, leaking with pre-cum already.

“Sit.”

“Yes, Sir.”

You gracefully bless him with a show. You tug on your pants’ button, take it off, and shove it down. Your fingers, playing around the hem of your underwear, nudge it until it reaches the knees before your legs stomp it off. You eliminate the distance between the two of you, facing each other, and you are ready to sit on his dick before he shakes his head.

“Turn around, doll.”

You nod faithfully. Your body spins, and now your ass is aligned with his chest. You crawl down slowly. The blue-eyed man’s fingers dip into your hips. The other arm strokes his own length, positioning it near your hole—glazing and pulsating.

You lower your body carefully. Your vulva caresses the tip of his cock, rubs it gently before it enters you, and fits like a key to its hole.

However, patience is never his strong suit. He wraps his arms around your plush stomach, pulling you down in one swift motion, and the plump of your ass hits his pelvis. His cock, hard and girthy, scrapes the velvety walls of yours. Your spongy inside is fluttering around his dick, and your yelp is forced out from the base of your throat. Your back’s arched as his erection stretches apart your tight, spongy muscles.

He groans and chuckles with contentment. His hug on your body is firm, and his chest is pressing against your back. You elicit another pained moan—a genuine manifestation of the pleasure and throbbing burn in your cunt. You feel so full and get teared in half at the same time.

“Already this wet?” His whisper, which is not louder than a breath, grazes the crook of your neck. It jolts you with a shiver that runs from your spine towards your pussy. His fingers creep on your shaking thighs that are spreading out on top of his own. His thumb rests on your hard clit, red and tiny, yet stands so bravely in the air, as if inviting any naked eyes to abuse it. He presses down on it, circling it. “This base’s favorite whore, hm-mnn?”

“Graves ...,” you mewl his name. So spoiled, so sweetly—you anchor your temple to the curve between his neck and shoulder.

“Mhmm.” The man netles his hands on your chest, covered by a simple t-shirt without a bra—your nipples poke through it. He pinches on those leisurely. “I have a proposition, by the way.”

You suck in a deep breath and exhale it—steady and slow.

“A proposition?”

Graves swings his legs forward to push the chair, once again glued to the edge of the desk. The simple course of action pushes his engorged tip more towards the base of your womb, which slides even deeper. You groan at the feeling.

“It’s no longer a secret that you fuck with everyone on the base,” he starts. He reaches for stapled papers from the left rear of the table and drags them to the center. His right hand settles for a pen, knocking the pointy side onto the wooden material. “I thought it was time to appreciate you.”

“Huh.” You blink a few times. Try your hardest to focus on the written words in front of you.

“This,” Graves says, throwing his index finger at the first lines on the first paper. “It is a contract. I’ve discussed this with the shadows, and they are very much in agreement. The ball’s in your hand. Of course—you’ll be compensated for your service, so read it well and carefully.”

You frown and wish to dispute that this is not the right time to sign any work contract. However, your eyes fall on the lined-up words, and your lips shut silently.

LETTER OF AGREEMENT

Name, date of birth, division, specialization …, you murmur inside your heart, taking in every letter.

The written agreement that is listed below involves 2 (TWO) PARTIES:

Phillip Graves, as the FIRST PARTY (along with his SHADOWS) initiates a cooperative sexual contract with the SECOND PARTY, [Full Name].

[Full Name] as the SECOND PARTY will be facilitated, compensated, and gratified for the service they provide. The settlement includes:

Increase in fixed salary,

Healthcare,

Et cetera.

Your jaw drops wide.

“You serious?”

“Of course I do. Read it until the end.”

You wince softly when he shifts his hips. Your cunny is getting sloppier, slicker—in each second. Yet Graves doesn’t intend to move at all—not yet, anyway.

With this letter and after careful consideration for the interests of both sides, the details of the contract and its regulations are attached on the next page.

You flip the paper swiftly. Letters form words, and words form paragraphs, neatly printed on the white paper. “You’re surely joking, Commander.”

His chest rumbles with a chuckle. Thin, short lines frame the sides of his squinted eyes. His arms slip underneath your shirt, making direct contact with your soft tits. He squeezes them down, feeling the curves and the fat that forms your massive breast, and you choke down an involuntary whimper.

“No—not at all. Your cunny has been a home for too many cocks at the base. Recognizing the kind gesture is the least I can do.”

You really feel the urge to massage your temple as your eardrums catch his filthy language.

“Read more,” he encourages you. His lips curl into a crooked smile. “I can do this all night. Read it carefully and ask me if there is anything you don’t understand.”

You proceed with your reading.

1. During sexual intercourse, the FIRST PARTY has the responsibility to pay attention to the consent, the well-being, and the limitations of the SECOND PARTY.

2. Referring to the first point, consent and concerns include:

The usage of external contraception devices,

Prior discussion of the rules, fetishes, and kinks that will be applied during the activity,

Comply and exercise the agreed-upon safe words,

Et cetera. (Regulation points will be added and enforced if necessary.)

3. The SECOND PARTY has the rights and obligations to report and grant sanctions with the approval of the FIRST PARTY [Phillip Graves] if any of the bullet’s points were to be violated.

So serious, you think. However, your smile blooms and fills your round cheeks. Of course, considering all things, what you have been doing with everyone is a combination of fun and carelessness. You don’t have any problem with that, nor do you pay too much heed to this whole escapade. However, when you are offered clear rules and objectives with your well-being in mind, of course it’ll feel safer. Fuck hard, play hard—but safely done.

4. Considering the nature of the sexual activity that is conducted, the FIRST PARTY is obligated to provide the necessary needs and health care for the SECOND PARTY. The utility includes:

Routine STD tests and checks-ups for both PARTIES [Phillip Graves, Shadows] [Full Name],

Provide medical assistance and aid such as hormonal contraception, vaccination (AIDS, HPV, cervix, etc.),

Et cetera.

“Oh,” you mumble under your breath. “I’ve been vaccinated for the cervix a couple years ago.”

“Mh-hmn.” Graves tweaks your nipples, inducing a small jolt in your sitting. “That’s good. Let’s just do the rest you haven’t done.” He himself stifles his groan as your walls tighten. His restraint is nearly thrown out of the window for his cock, swollen and full, stuffed inside that tiny, cramped hole of yours.

You once again elicit a whiny moan. Being teased by his member almost feels tortuous now—like a cruel punishment that indicates his wish to ruin you whole. How the fuck does his hardness stay this long?

“Have you reached the fifth point?” Graves presses his forehead against your back. “I wrote that after another discussion with the Shadows. Anything you dislike—tell me.”

How much discussion were they having?

As soon as your eyes get back to scanning the writing, absorbing every detail, your heartbeat jumps an interval. Its thump acts like it’ll jump out of your ribs before it settles into its initial state. Still fast, but stabilized, and in every pulse, your cunt follows it as if it pumps the blood itself.

5. Sexual intercourse can be done between the [Shadows] as the representative of the FIRST PARTY without the need to acquire [Phillip Grave’s] permission.

6. Sexual intercourse can be done in pairs or more. Allowed penetration access depends on the SECOND PARTY.

In general, penetration is done by inserting a penis into a vagina.

In cases of anal penetration, if allowed by the SECOND PARTY, lubrication is mandatory.

In cases of oral penetration, safe words and/or gestures to ensure the SECOND PARTY’S safety need to be discussed prior.

In cases of double penetration or more, activity is to be STOPPED if the SECOND PARTY taps her chest twice.

And there is it—your imagination works instantly. A visual is served into your head. A hypothetical situation where you were lied down on a desk or a bed or any surface plausible—and your body is being waltzed around like a rag doll. Either that or all of them simultaneously ravish you. There is a thought where your back would arch perfectly and your perky chest protrudes towards the air, just for them to be fondled roughly. To be slapped and abused until the pair of soft flesh are red and the nipples are erect. There would be a shadow under you, supporting your weight as his swollen tip nudged your anal rim before he pushed deeper into you, scratching the inside of it. Your legs would be spread so widely, like a pair of wings, as another shadow rammed into you, knocking on your deepest part, suffocating you with his cock that was determined to tear your womb. Rough and harsh, pelvises met each other. And as both of your holes were stuffed full and you got bullied relentlessly, you’d lift your neck, receiving another dick in your mouth. You’d feel how his length is throbbing, wet by your spit, in-and-out at an erratic pace, trying to spurt out his seed in your warm, tight throat. You’d gag in every thrust, and your glossy lips formed an outline around his member. A shiver runs through your nerves in every way possible.

Graves’ grunt is guttural; it is stuck on his throat before it evaporates into a hoarse whimper into your ears. “You grippin’ me like a fuckin’ vice, baby.” Both of his hands grasp onto the sides of your curves, pressing into the flesh and fat there. He loves his woman full and thick. “What’s wrong, hmn? Picturin’ somethin’ fun?”

Your mewl is intertwined with his. “Graves, for God’s sake.”

“Read more.” His order is loud and clear—it’s absolute. He softly pinches down onto your lower belly, to the part of the stomach that hangs low, perfectly made by God Himself to guard your fertile womb. “I want you to sign this fuckin’ document and let me cum in you.”

Speaking of it—you think you finally reached that point in the paper.

7. Orgasm and ejaculation can be done in any body’s parts as long as the SECOND PARTY permits it. However, secretion in risky or harm-prone areas is strictly prohibited. These rules include ejaculating the eyes, nose, pharynx, and larynx; forcing swallowing; et cetera.

“What if I—nghh, get pregnant?” you say, teasing him. You wiggle your ass and drive down more into his pelvis.

Graves rolls his eyes—a reaction to both his slight annoyance at your antics and the heavenly sensation that keeps pawing on his cock. Your sloppy folds rub onto the base of his shaft, and they haven’t stopped dripping since the first time you sat on his dick. In one fast movement, he gives you a harsh spank on your hips, and you jolt—eyelids fluttering. A burn traverses from the impact region to your cunt, and before you know it, Graves is already stroking on the pain he just inflicted.

“Fine, then, get fuckin’ pregnant,” he bites back. His head starts to spin from all this stimulation, and arousal has reached its peak. “This base’s bastard child, it’ll be. That’s what you want anyway, right? Swollen belly, tits filled with milk. I don’t see any problem with that, whore.”

You inhale and try to compose yourself. Again, a feeble effort. But then you laugh airily, gently, and unburdening. “Alright, then. Where do I sign?”

“Read the last point.”

8. The SECOND PARTY’s health and well-being are priority. The SECOND PARTY has the right to revise, adjust, and modify the rules and the contract according to her needs. A contract can be cancelled and revoked at any time if the SECOND PARTY wishes for it.

5 March 2024,

(SIGNED).

FIRST PARTY

[Phillip Graves – Shadows]

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SECOND PARTY

[Full Name]

You inhale deeply once again and let it out gently. This is downright insane; it's deranged. Who the fuck would construct such a work contract? And even before you ask for a pen, he already gives it to you. You snatch it, press the button, and with a slight trembling hand, you etch your sign.

One second after that paper is legalized, Graves shoves away the papers with one arm. He stands to his feet, moves your body, and pushes your front against the hard surface of his desk. Your chest is squeezed flat onto the table, and your arse is up in the air, like a pure sacrifice offering on the altar. Your legs hang by the edge of the table, and your toes curl in response to his cock drills deep inside you.

“Ah, ah—fuck, Graves!” Your stuttering cry is dirty and lewd as his sensitive cock plunges into you. He grasps onto your hips as the leverage for him to move and ram you. His pace is harsh, fast, and deep. Every time he pulls out, his eyes glint with the sight of your juices that glisten his length, and when he buries himself to the hilt, he makes sure he hits the right place.

Your spongy, slimy walls are locking him in; envelop it tautly. Graves’ thrusts are almighty, and his balls swing to slap your skin.

You are not in a condition to form any words except elicit a train of whimpering, incomprehensible moans and a series of ah-ah-ah, accompanied by the wet slap sound. Between those, Graves doesn’t overlook your jiggling ass. He hits them; his palm falls onto your reddened cheeks with force, wringing out your desperate wail.

“Grav—angh!”

“Feel good?” The blue-eyed man ducks down his head, gluing his lips to your neck, sucking on your skin. His hips rock fiercely, impaling you, as you dive upward and grind around. His harsh blows don’t stop, and the mixture of his tender kisses and brutal swats is throwing all your senses off. You feel everything at the same time.

You sob. Twinge and bliss dance around in your whole nerves and muscles, forming a taut knot in your sex. Your inner walls start to flutter. You’re cumming.

“Graves more, more, please—” Both of your arms are stretching forward, grabbing on the table’s rear. Strengthen your holding as Graves keeps railing you. You’re on the precipice of an alarmingly intense orgasm, and you can’t even back away from it.

His thrust grows hasty, imbued with desperation, eager to snap off the remaining self-restraint he has. His gummy tip smoothly brushes all over your creaming walls. On one last shove, he invokes your orgasm. Your hole clamps down on him, quivering terribly tight; it makes the man cum inside you and gets milked as easily as a faucet flows its water.

Graves groans, trembling in his hips. His head lolls back as his warm cum washes your cunny.

You are raided by the same tension. Your vision blurs for quite a number of seconds. The legs stiffen and vibrate. You whimper as you feel the mixture of his liquid and yours trickling down your thighs. He keeps riding out your climax, and your heartbeat hasn’t ceased from its rapid rhythm.

No, not yet—as the door is knocked softly.

He chuckles and kisses the side of your hanging jaw. Then, to your lips, sucks on it gently. A string of saliva is bridged between the tongues before it falls and drips to your chin. You feel flushed—you know you are; your face must be as red as blood, and sweat must engulf every inch of your skin.

He smiles. A sight he wouldn’t get bored of.

“Commander? This is Shadows.”

You almost forgot the knock on that door.

“Should we let ‘em in, sweetheart?” He asks you. His whisper is delivered more like persuasion than an order. He pulls out his softened cock.

You swallow and nod. Muscles are tensing with the expectation of what is to come.

“Come in,” Graves says, raising his voice.

And as the door’s opened, five shadows are walking in. So politely, so neatly, like elementary school kids on the outside of their classroom. You still lie down on the desk with your legs open wide. Your cunt, gaping and shutting softly, melts the white, milky cum of his. Messy and dirty—but that’s the whole point, right?

Graves smiles, pressing on the back of your neck. “Have fun.”

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faded-euphoria · 3 years

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Master List

El Joke Fics

Call of Duty

Telling them they have a slutty waist(Multiple)

CoD men with a Gen Z Reader on their team

Phillip Graves Casual Headcanons sfw

Task Force 141 with a reader who bites

Cod men with a Masculine Female colleague

Cod men with a plus sized reader

Stardew Valley

Bachelor's D!ck Headcanons

Creepypasta//Marble Hornets

Your Captor.[smut] (Masky x Reader)

Comfort.(platonic jeff, jack(ej), ben and toby x reader)

Things I think would happen at the mansion (Multiple)

Eyeless Jack when his S/O is oh their period

Eyeless Jack x reader

General Creepypasta Headcanons

The Creepypasta's Bedrooms Headcanons

Five Nights At Freddy's

More. (Michael x reader)

DC Universe

Them as random photos I have on my phone (young justice)

Streamers (Platonic only)

Being friends with streamers/youtubers head canons to help you day dream

Being a popular streamer/youtuber: MCYT Edition

Genshin Impact

"Your Beauty Never Ever Scared me" Xiao x reader

Xiao Relationship Headcanons

Zhongli reacting to being your 3 favorite people

Childe reacting to being your 3 favorite people

Scaramouche reacting to being your 3 favorite people

Genshin Characters reacting to you looking at them with admiration in your eyes(Bennett, Razor, Chongyun, Baizhu)

Mondstat Boy's and their favorite body types(Bennett, Razor, Diluc, Albedo, Venti, Kaeya)

Liyue Boy's and their favorite body types(Zhongli, Chongyun, Xingqiu, Xiao, Baizhu)

Genshin Characters and their songs(Venti, Kaeya, Razor, Bennett, Jean, Xiao, Noelle, Xaingling)

BNHA

Baby Bird (Hawks x reader)

NSFW hawks (BNHA)

Skate the Infinity

The sk8 boys helping you when you puked at school or whatever(Reki, Langa, Adam, Tadashi, Cherry, Joe, Shadow, Miya)

Sk8 boys with a reader who's on their period(Reki, Langa, Adam, Tadashi, Cherry, Joe, Shadow, Miya)

Obey Me

Why? (Belphgor x reader)

Something Special (Diavolo x reader)

Your Scars Are Beautiful (Lucifer x reader)

God. (Simeon x Teen!reader)

Leviathan with a lesbian weeb and kpoppie mc

MC with Cancer

Soul Eater

Death The Kid Having a Crush

Ikemen

Black Army + Neutrals with an Underaged Alice

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lxvvie · 3 months

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please,, more tummy headcannons I'm on my knees 🙏🙏

Alex Keller gives me slender and toned vibes. Built similarly to Gaz, toned tummy, a nice set of titty pillows. Not as hairy as you'd think he'd be. You're more likely to motorboat and lay on his chest than anything, which earns you an amused, "Feeling comfy there, boss?" Absolutely, Alex. Absolutely.

The best way to describe König is solid. A fucking wall. Fairly defined tummy. He's also deceptively hairy all over. Like... deceptively. Especially on his arms and legs. There's a high chance of sexytimes happening if you kiss, nip, and lick on his tummy.

Horangi is built like a Greek God. No ifs, ands, or buts. Defined all over, stomach hard as fuck, but those thighs, though. Isn't really hairy. You're more likely to kiss, nip, and lick on his thighs and use his stomach as your pillow. Horangi doesn't mind.

Like Price, Graves occupies that space between built and husky. His forearms are much thicker than they look at first glance. I can see him being deceptively hairy like König, too. You wouldn't know if he likes his tummy kissed, nipped on, or licked because he's too busy doing that to you.

Alejandro is slender but a little stockier than Rudy if that makes sense. Is also hairier. Has some chest and tummy hair. Though he'll never admit it verbally, he's fascinated by your fascination with his stomach. You motorboat his stomach and it'll elicit a chuckle from him.

Rudy is slender which really makes his broad shoulders stand out. Most of his hair would be concentrated on his legs. Toned tummy, too. Loving on Rudy's tummy makes his face warm and he gets a bit bashful. He can only hold his laughter in for so long but it's adorably glorious once he does.

#call of duty #call of duty modern warfare #call of duty modern tummy-fare.#call of duty x reader #call of duty x you #cod x you #cod x reader #alex keller x reader #konig x reader #könig x reader #horangi x reader #phillip graves x reader #alejandro vargas x reader #rodolfo rudy parra x reader #x black reader #x poc reader #x plus size reader

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lxvvie · 3 months

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your recent drabble with Graves has me going insane

how do you think the other cod boys would react to suggesting that You fuck them

Capt. John Price - Price would simply raise his brows, interest piqued. Will look away and nod a couple times to himself in thought before turning to you, hitting you with his signature grin, and going, "Okay, sweetheart."

Gaz - Gaz'll play it off but you know and he knows that you know that he's turned on like a motherfucker. Once he makes one of those famous sassy little quips of his, he catches your gaze and holds it there. Ooooh, can you feel the heat, darling?

Alex Keller - He doesn't quite understand what you're suggesting, Boss. What exactly would you do to him? We need specifics, please. 😏

Soap - Simply put, "Time and place, bonnie."

Ghost - Once you say it, Ghost looks at you. Like really, really looks at you. Studies you, even, just to gauge how serious you really are about this because once you two do this, there's no going back, luv, and he bloody well wants to be fucked dumb by you. "What's stopping you? Come and fuck me, then."

Alejandro - His reaction is a variation of Price's because he was multi-tasking while you mentioned it but once the realization hits, Alejandro turns to look at you, one eyebrow raised as if to ask for confirmation that you really said that. You stare back at him evenly. You said what you said, Alejo. You're gonna fuck the work right out of him.

Rudy - It would be one of the few instances where you truly knock Rudy off his game. Would clear his throat or, er, busy himself doing something, uh... important. Let's just ignore the obvious bulge in his pants, yeah? No dice, Rudy.

König - [Horny Gremlin Cackling Intensifies] Good luck climbing Mount Königmanjaro, love.

Horangi - Oh, he doesn't spread his legs for just anybody. Gotta beat him at a game to earn the privilege. This is code for yes, (W)Horangi is pulling your leg and yes, he will be fucked by you. You only live once.

Graves - He smirks. Graves is amused by your audacity, doll. "Is that so, darlin'? Mm. I don't think you have what it takes..." Challenge accepted, Phillip.

Keegan - Keegan.exe short circuits and stops working. Cheers, gorgeous! 😘

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lxvvie · 7 days

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Whenever Graves gets angry or excited, his accent gets thick and he sounds country as all hell.

He starts saying the most country shit, things that make you go "Huh?" and you can't help but laugh.

That's when the sumbitches come out, too, in full force, and you poke fun at him every time he says that.

He'll give you the Zoolander look whenever you laugh. You know, the one he does whenever he's contemplating or... he's contemplating and pissed off. Or he's contemplating, pissed off, and being an asshole.

#call of duty #call of duty modern warfare #call of duty modern husbandfare.#phillip graves #phillip graves x reader #phillip graves x you #call of duty x reader #call of duty x you #cod x reader #cod x you #x black reader #x poc reader #x plus size reader #shadow company

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lxvvie · 13 days

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Pls.

reader crying from being degraded, then asking for praise

Who specifically, anon?

We can talk about the duality of Philip Graves, two-faced ass commander by day, nice-nasty lover by night.

Philip never raises his voice when degrades you. He does it with a smile on his face, asking you what the fuck you think you're doing and is this it? You think he's gonna cum from this, darlin'? Is that all you got? All that mouth you give him and this is what he gets? And here he thought you were gonna prove him wrong. Tsk, tsk, darlin'.

His voice is so sonorous, so fucking soothing, and it's the fake disappointment you hear that has tears pricking your eyes.

And you try your hardest. You really, really do. You try your hardest and the commander is coming, flooding your senses with his smell. His taste.

And he then he smirks. He's proud of ya, baby. So fucking proud. Taunts turn into praises and Graves rewards you, makes you feel so fuckin' good. Showers you in kisses and words of affirmation.

All without raising his voice.

All 'cause you proved him wrong, darlin'.

#nsfw.#call of duty modern whorefare.#call of duty #call of duty modern warfare #phillip graves #phillip graves x reader #phillip graves x you #call of duty x reader #call of duty x you #cod x reader #cod x you #x black reader #x poc reader #x plus size reader #shadow company

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lxvvie · 8 days

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I’d love to see Graves beef with the HOA👀👀

He has beef with the HOA largely because the President is a smarmy, smug bastard like him, looks and acts like Bill Lumbergh from Office Space, and because he argued him down about how tomato-based barbecue sauce is vastly superior to vinegar-based sauces. He and Graves get nice-nasty, "bless your heart", "howdy neighbor!" passive-aggressive with each other. All. the. fucking. time.

The sumbitch fucked up, Darlin'. This calls for war.

Graves uses some of the men in Shadow Company to anonymously report any HOA violations from the President while the opps flames his sauces on his business website. Asshole.

You think the whole thing is hilarious as fuck and tell Graves that they might as well get a hotel room and hate-fuck it out but Phil is disgusted because he has STANDARDS, darlin'.

#call of duty #call of duty modern warfare #call of duty modern whorefare.#phillip graves #phillip graves x reader #phillip graves x you #call of duty x reader #call of duty x you #cod x reader #cod x you #x black reader #x poc reader #x plus size reader #shadow company

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lxvvie · 4 months

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"Christ Al-fucking-mighty—"

He dared you. He fucking dared you to do it.

"—Goddamn, darlin'—"

He should've quit while he was ahead. Should've just shut the fuck up and stopped goading you. But he didn't. He continued, sleazy half-smirk and all.

And look at Graves now.

Your next thrust was particularly hard and elicited one of the deepest groans you ever heard from the bastard. Not that he was complaining.

Not when it felt so fuckin' good.

You did one of his moves, grinding against him so he could feel the brush against his—"Fuck!" There we go. 'Atta boy, Graves. But you could fuck him six ways to hell heaven and he'd still talk shit. And talk shit he did.

"That it, doll?" Graves provoked between groans, curses, and gasps. "Thought you were gonna fuck me like I fuck you?" Your nostrils flared and you got him back where it counts, had him choking back his next taunt under a pant-turned breathy chuckle.

"There we go. Jus' like that." He never missed his mark.

Fuck you, Graves.

#2queued4u.#nsfw.#call of duty #call of duty modern warfare #call of duty x reader #call of duty x you #cod x reader #cod x you #phillip graves #phillip graves x reader #phillip graves x you #x black reader #x poc reader #x plus size reader #shadow company

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lxvvie · 5 days

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hi love! now this is about to be very self indulgent as i am a music major

but imagine one of the boys ( im thinking price, alejandro, graves, or gaz) taking you to different orchestra concerts or operas. kinda like a long date night (some operas are 3+ hours long but the music slapps)

very much coming home, slightly tipsy, pretending yall are the leads in a duet. next thing you know, he says

“I know you can sing it, you do it every time I’m inside you”

(it may be a thot but it’s a good thought)

Okay, then, music major! 👏 👏 👏

This is so Price and Graves coded! Price doesn't get a chance to sit down and experience some of the finer things in life other than bullets whizzing over his head. The same can be said for Graves though I think he has a little more freedom to indulge than Price.

Imagine one of them kindly sitting you down on the couch and the next thing you know, your legs are over their shoulders, and their head is buried between your thighs.

"Sing for me, sweetheart."

#nsfw.#call of duty #call of duty modern warfare #captain john price #phillip graves #captain john price x reader #phillip graves x reader #phillip graves x you #captain john price x you #call of duty x reader #call of duty x you #cod x reader #cod x you #x plus size reader #x poc reader #x black reader #task force 141 #shadow company

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lxvvie · 3 days

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pegging Graves but he goads you to do so.

Your asshole of a lover doing everything in his power short of actually doing something to piss you off—if only to see you take the reins.

See, you've entertained it, bought the damn strap and everything, but you always chickened out at the last minute. What's wrong, darlin'? You got a handsome man, willing and ready for ya, and you're turning tail on him?

Is that how this is, sweetheart? Graves thought you were made of tougher shit than that.

That smirk broadens when he's finally got you where he wants ya, but you know Graves, gorgeous. He has to have the last word. And it tips the balance.

"That's all yer made of, darlin'?" Oh, this bastard.

And that smirk turns into a chuckle and that chuckle turns into something else, halfway between a moan, and a breathy "Fuck..." and Graves wonders what took you so fuckin' long.

Shit, you didn't even fully undress him you were so amped up. But that's the point, darlin'.

Remind him to piss you off some other time. ❤️

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lxvvie · 7 hours

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Divorcecanons, Phillip Graves edition:

You asked for a divorce based on "irreconcilable differences" and Graves... agreed. Without a fuss. See that GIF up there? That's the same questioning look he gave you when you brought it up. Did you ever stop to ask yourself why he agreed to it?

Doesn't matter though 'cause even though the divorce is official (you sure about that, darlin'?), it's like nothing's changed between you and your ex-husband. Much. Except you're not wearing your ring. Mm. Terrible, sweetheart. Absolutely terrible.

Sure, he's moved out. Graves has his place set up for the time being and you're set financially, but he's never too far from your house. Your house that belongs to you two. Your house that belongs to you two because you're MARRIED.

Need repairs? Not to worry darlin', if it ain't something he can fix, he knows people who know people. He's there to oversee it, too.

Social events? Going out together? You fuckin' know it, doll. Got a dinner with the fellas at 7. He'll be there to scoop you up at 6:30.

Need a sounding board? Well, who else are you gonna turn to? He's been that for years. A simple... separation won't stop that. He's all eyes and ears, beautiful.

Talking shit about your asshole neighbors? Well, tell 'im all about it. He told you some of them were full of shit but now you're seeing it for yourself and it's... ugh. You don't have his gift of gab.

The bed's cold at night? Damn. Bummer. If only your HUSBAND was there to keep it and you warm but he can't. Because you're divorced. Bummer.

Dating. Oh, boy. You told Graves it was high time you started to move on but the thought of Graves giving someone else his last name has you feeling some type of way. Must be those post-divorce (what divorce?) blues.

Except when you dipped your toe into the dating pool, it was two hells and two nawls. No one could make you laugh like Graves did. Some couldn't hold a conversation at all. Some wanted sex right then and there. You were kinda-sorta-absolutely catfished a time or two. Or three. Jesus Christ.

But there Graves was to be a listening ear. After a couple drinks and rants about dating and your dry spell, you were face down, ass up in your MARITAL bed, and Graves' hands were gripping your hips like his life depended on it. You're pretty sure you broke the bed. That could be the wine talking, though...

But it doesn't matter 'cause come next morning, you wake up in his arms and the bed isn't cold anymore. Oh, and your ring is back on your finger. Again. "How 'bout it, darlin'?" Well, you can't complain, can you?

It's a good thing Graves knows people who know people 'cause what divorce again, darlin'?

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