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uhhh i'm back guys... heyyy long time no see... i thought of something funny i wanted to post please don't banish me😞

I was thinking of Bubba Sawyer with a gen Z s/o (not in the 70s obviously) and they're all like "Meatcore!! :3" omg idk why i find that so comedic _core is always funny to me

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hey guys i'm back again-😭

new soap idea??

trans soap NSFW HELLA SLOPPY head🥰

i already made the fic i just never posted it

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First (real) NSFW post on here for you guys

So I was just uhhh… “thinking” about eating Soaps pussy. And I’m mean like really get into it like, making a mess everywhere blah blah blah read it if you want, warnings are below (write this MONTHS ago and never posted it so here it is)

Warnings: (ftm)trans!Soap x Reader (reader is not gender specific), you’re just sloppily eating Soap out, sloppy sex, a lot of spit, overstimulation, squirting, usage of “cock” to refer to Soaps t-dick (clit), slight dacryphilia (if you squint), probably more that I’m too lazy to write fr

This is pure fucking filth

Read under the cut

☆~ You didn’t think Soap got head enough. Of course, you would be the only one giving it to him but you didn’t do it too often… of course you had to change that

☆~ Soap is chilling in his personal quarters/barrack, laying on his back and scrolling on his phone when you walk in greeting him before rolling up his shirt and kissing his toned belly

☆~ I feel like Soap being Soap, he would smirk and ask what you’re up to and when you don’t say anything but grin up at him before grabbing Soaps hand and sucking his fingers, making sure they hit the back of your throat so your spit thickens, he’s GAME

☆~ As soon as you’re between his thighs, he’s teasing you and playfully squeezes your head in between those thick hairy thighs

(Omg I want him so bad)

☆~ You pick up what slick he has in between his folds before fucking going to town on him, sucking his little cock into your mouth while looking up at him with hazed eyes

☆~ Soaps praise is probably top notch and so the moment he starts spiting out praises, you groan, tailing the thick spit from the back of your mouth and spitting it between his pussy lips making it drip down your chin and down his taint

☆~ You continue to eat out soap sloppily. Your lower face coated in Soaps pussy juice and your thick spit. You love the mess and you lick into Soaps sweet cunt, lapping at his insides as more thick slimy spit drips in strings off your chin and onto the floor

☆~ After a few orgasms, Soap is begging you to stop but he doesn’t push you away or say his safeword so you shake your head no and continue to sloppily slurp and lap at Soaps fat throbbing pussy

☆~ You’re not gonna stop. Why would you ever wanna leave from in between Soaps strong thighs? His pussy is so wet and sweet and he loves how sloppy you can make it with just your spit and his cum. Plus, you love watching it glisten and drip strings of your saliva

☆~ You use your thick warm tongue to lap into Soaps pussy, licking from taint to clit again, collecting your thick sloppy spit on your tongue before pressing your lips in between Soaps pussy lips and slowly spitting it back, feeling it drip down

☆~ Soap would squeal and squirt, making your face even more messy and sticky as he pleads with you and tells you he can’t cum anymore

☆~ No way you would stop until Soap was crying or out cold and you continued to slurp up Soaps sloppy wet cunt before gently closing your front teeth around his puffy cock

☆~ Soap's body convulsed in orgasm, his entire being shaking with the intensity of it all as he squeals and squirts again. His body shook uncontrollably as another wave of bliss washed over him, and he lost consciousness

☆~ You finally stop when Soap passed out, your lower face drenched in slimy thick spit and squirt and it was connected to Soaps literally sopping pussy by strings of it

☆~ You lay next to Soap and hold his face in one of your hands, stroking his cheek with your thumb until he wakes up and when he does, you pepper his face in kisses and praise him before helping him get to the bathroom cause let’s be honest, his legs are shaking like a motherfucker

☆~ And Price, Ghost, Gaz, and Nikolai all walked past the door while you were devouring Soap and they had to contemplate why they don’t have that in their lives as they walked away

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I had a cute drabble idea with Arthur Morgan and I told myself I would write it down and potentially post it before I forgot

The Stars Aren’t as Pretty as You (Arthur Morgan x Reader)

Warnings: This is completely just tooth rotting fluff. Like so sweet and fluffy it’s better than fucking cotton candy. Reader has no Male or Female associations so it’s GN! :)

Ever since Arthur warmed up to you, he would let you talk about any simple facts you wanted to tell him. He would always listen and pay attention to you, even occasionally writing some of the more helpful things you talk about down in his journal. Arthur always had a small smile on his face when you would go on rants about what you saw in town or who you met in the plains and he got into the habit of sitting next to you and sketching you just to hear you talk and see your face.

Tonight was somewhat different. You had gone into town with Arthur but it was late in the night when you were returning back to camp so you both decided to set camp in the plains. He knew you were gonna start talking about something and he sat in silence waiting for you to speak up.

“The Stars are so pretty aren’t they?” You asked Arthur, lying on your back to look up at the constellation filled night sky.

Arthur lays next to you, his eyes raking over the sky as he relaxes from the view and your company. “They are…” he replies quietly, his eyes glancing over at you beside him. Even laying beside him you were the most precious thing he’s ever laid eyes on.

You pipe up again, smiling fondly as you point to different constellations. “That’s Ursa Major… oh and that’s the Big Dipper. See?” You point to the direction of the star formations.

Arthur smiles and points at the same thing you are. “Yeah I see it”

You chuckle and glance over at Arthur. God he’s so handsome. “Did you know stars are big balls of heat and fire? Like the sun but a lot farther away…” You ask Arthur, still smiling to yourself. You loved talking to Arthur about different things. About your day, the animals you saw or hunted, people you met, and other things that you hoped Arthur found as interesting as you did…

“Huh… I never really understood that… they’re still pretty though” Arthur says softly, his blue eyes sparkling like the stars.

“Not as pretty as you…” You replied softly, glancing over at Arthur.

He couldn’t help but smile.

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Give me 10 minutes each alone in a room with them and one of us is coming out pregnant each time (and it’s not gonna be me)

Theres more but I’ll give y’all a break😭

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HAVE YALL SEEN— BRO WAIT

NIKOLAI IN MW3⁉️⁉️⁉️

OH MY GOD IM ACTUALLY—😫😫😫😫

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MW3 SPOILERS‼️

Soaps death was shittily written and I’m actually really pissed about it. The entire MW3 campaign seemed rushed and I hate seeing a good character that just started to gain actual backstory, lore, and other similar things, get completely cut out just like that. I hope they make a remake, or that MW4 is better cause I’m honestly super disappointed.

(Also this isn’t to be mean or to shit on MW, this is just a personal opinion! It really has been breaking my heart all day about soaps death. I’ve been crying so ntm on my boy)

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Pls God I NEED these men

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Guys I didn’t notice it until now but my gay ass has a specific taste…

This is so tragic.

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Omg omg omggg

Miguel being super pissy towards reader for like a week straight and then they start distancing themselves from him until they don’t even speak to him anymore. Miguel realizes he fucked up and is basically willing to do anything!!

My Miggy brainrot is so real💔

~Marshal🪼

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The sub Miguel O’Hara fics that I’ve come across… have me kicking my feet so far in the air it’s insane. Got me sobbing, crying, throwing a tantrum, screaming at the top of my lungs, bashing my head against a rock wall, ripping my hair out, throwing chairs, driving an Audi at 130mph. I want him so downright and devious. That’s all.

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So quick note before you read, I had a lovely person message me about my Arthur Morgan idea so here’s part one!

HighHonor!Arthur Morgan x LowHonorM! Reader Pt.1||

This is really long because I wanted it to build up so enjoy.

When Dutch asked Arthur to pick up one of his buddies to join the gang he didn’t think anything of it. New additions sure, but he didn’t want no trouble. Matter of fact, he never did.

You were looking for an easy loot in strawberry when you heard a gruff voice call your name.

“Hey! You uhh- (Y/N)?” He asked.

“Depends. Why you wanna know?”

“Listen I don’t want no trouble, I just came for a (Y/N) (L/N). My friend Dutch wants to speak to him.”

You hummed.

“Well then, I guess you got yer guy. Me and Dutch are acquaintances. What exactly does he need me for?”

“Dutch wants you to join our community, he-“

“THERE HE IS! THAT'S THE GUY THAT LOOTED MY HORSES CARGO”

Goddamnit. Always at the worst time too.

“Oh fuck! Can we talk about this on our way there??” You ask while sprinting to your horse’s side, hopping onto the saddle.

Before he could answer, you let your horse bolt away while yelling back at him- “Lead the way!”

~Time skip~

“I think we lost em.”

“Good I don’t like shootin’ les I have to.”

“Hm. Whatever you say goody two shoes.”

“And what the hell is that supposed to mean??”

“You don’t like shootin’ folks but yer in a gang…. Yer one of them high honor fuckers aren’t you?” You ready yourself to snatch the pistol out of your holster but Arthur immediately puts his hands up in surrender.

“I already told ya once, I don’t want no trouble. Lemme just take ya to Dutch and you’ll see there ain’t no ill intent.”

“Fine but if you do so much as speak wrong I’ll fuckin’ shoot you with no hesitation”

“I won’t say nuthin’. Let’s go we ain’t far”

~Time Skip~

When Dutch introduced you to everyone, most of them seemed to be ok with you so you decided to stay. When you chose to have dinner, Arthur sat down next to you.

“What do you want?” You asked gruffly.

“I wanted to know if you’d go hunting with me tomorrow. The camp needs some extra food and not everyone is uhh- exactly fond of you yet. It would help them trust you.”

“Wow Dutch actually planned on keepin me? Yeah I guess I’ll go with ya then.”

~Time Skip~

You woke up at about 9:30, it definitely wasn’t the most comfortable sleep but it was better than sleeping away next to waterfalls to hide from bounty hunters. You got up and walked around camp to try and get used to your surroundings. You hear footsteps behind you and you turn to see Arthur with two cups of coffee in his hand.

He asks in a voice more gruffy than usual. “good mornin’ how’d ya sleep?” You took note that he probably just got up.

“Better than a lot of nights actually but I’m still getting used to this.”

“Well we’ll head off at about 10:15 so drink this and then get ready” Arthur said. He handed you your coffee and headed for his tent.

While getting ready to go hunting he couldn’t help but think about you. He felt as if he should impress you and he didn’t know why. Maybe later he’ll take you to the saloon to get a drink.

As Arthur was slipping his boots on he heard heavy footsteps walking up to his tent when he looked up it was you. He looked back down quickly to put his boot on all the way. He could feel his face flush. Looking up at you it was- he was excited. He liked the way you looked at him. The way you looked down at him.

“You ready or what?” You asked, knocking Arthur out of his thoughts.

“Huh?”

“Damn you look lost. ‘I said are you ready’ but you’ve been staring at yer fuckin boots for a good minute and a half.”

“Sorry. Yeah I’m ready. Let’s go.”

You both prepare what you need and hop on your horses. You bring a bow with around 15 arrows, a pistol, and a small hunting rifle. Arthur takes you to an area behind Horseshoe Overlooks campsite and gets off his horse.

“We should continue on foot. The horses make quite a bit of noise.”

“Alright, let’s go then.”

Arthur turns around to get his gear off his horse for only about 30 seconds and by the time he turns back around you’re already gone in plain sight. Fuck. “(Y/N) for fucks sake where are you” Arthur tries to loudly whisper.

“I’m right here dumbass”

For someone so tall and broad you were particularly good at hiding.

“Damnit you scared me”

“Pay attention then jackass”

Wow you’re fucking mean.

“I didn’t even take my eye off you for a full minute and you disappeared!”

“Will you just get down! I already spotted two whitetail bucks but we need to hit them in a vital spot at the same time.”

“Fine.”

Arthur crouches in the tall grass next to you. He can hear your breathing but it’s so slow. He looks at your face and all he can see is concentration. Holy shit you’re handsome.

“Alright, you ready?” You face Arthur and you’re a little surprised to see him already staring at you. You watch him look away quickly as he replies with a quiet “yes”.

“Ok you call and I’ll count. As soon as you get a good shot, tell me and I’ll count us down. Got it?”

“Gotcha”

Arthur whistles and the bucks raise their heads.

“Alright I got a good shot you?”

“Yeah. Ready- 3…2… 1!”

~Time skip~

Heading back to camp with a buck stowed on each horse felt like a big achievement to Arthur. You didn’t seem to care as much as he did but you were happy to be able to have some food.

As you both set the bucks down to Pierson you heard Arthur clear his throat. You turned and before you could ask what he wanted he was already asking if you wanted to go to the saloon with him.

You quickly asked “Is it the Valentine saloon?”

“Yeah why”

“I have a bounty of $5 in Valentine” You said, cringing at your own words.

“Oh- well I’ll give you the money and we can go by the post office first”

“Well then let’s get going”

What the hell. Why is he doing this for you?

~another time skip~

And thats part one guys. I’ll either be posting part two soon so please please stay patient for that! Hope you enjoyed, and the real stuff comes tomorrow >:)

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Guys part one of High Honor Arthur is coming today!! Part two will come soon after. I’ve been gone a while since a lot has happened but this is a big update! Can’t wait to post it later :)

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I just want y’all to know that the Arthur Morgan prompt is coming really soon I pinky promise!! College physics is whooping my ass but I’m getting back into to swing of things. So look out for it cause it’s coming :)

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IM BACK AND I HAVE AN ARTHUR MORGAN IDEA!!!

HighHonor!Arthur Morgan x LowHonorM!Reader

So high honer Arther right-

High honor Arthur still in his gang when you join. You have a very low honer and high honor Arthur won’t admit it but he reallllly fuckin likes you. I have a feeling that high honor Arthur is a mega bottom when it comes to low honor reader. And one day Arthur let’s the fact that he likes men slip out while he’s alone with reader and he lets reader do whatever he wants to him- with consent ofc.

Anyways if y’all want a full imagine of this lmk and I’ll make one! ~Marsie

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So I’ve been extremely fucking busy with college, engineering and a lot of other shit, but I plan to make an actual introduction post!

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“THE QUEEN JUST DIED”

“AND TRISHA JUST HAD HER BABY”

…y’all calm down- the Queen is literally just respawning obviously