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@devstinyy
UNBELIEVABLE!!!!
✨girl dinner✨
MY TYPE 😩
Im mentally ill…
he’s just my baby! *points to a fictional middle aged man with identity problems and ptsd*
John Soap MacTavish when his
S/O has period
(I’m delulu and Johnny is safe and sound after mw3, need to heal my trauma sorry. And I’m on my period so… the post is on!)
(Look at this handsome young man, husband material frr)
Johnny was at the base, doing paper work after his successful mission. Whole task 141 has finished their work, putting Makarov where he belongs, in jail. He was bored, as you knew he couldn’t focus on words and tables for more than 5 minutes. After those minutes his mind was cloudy with thoughts about you, what you were doing now? Are you hydrated well? Did you dare to put on that show you promised not to watch without him? Then his phone buzzed, you name appearing on his screen (which has also you in the background). Big smile appeared on his face but when he saw what you texted him he saddened.
“Babe, I can’t stand my period cramps… When you will be back?”
Johnny looked at the screen and typed back that he will be back as soon as possible. He looked at the whole stack of papers and cursed in Scottish, he opened his bag and threw it all into it, closing it in rush. Johnny almost ran out of the base throwing his bag onto his back going home to you.
He slowly opened the door to your shared house. Looking around and taking his boots off. Johnny put the bag down and crouched in front of it, taking some supplies he bought in the shop near your house when he was on his way home. They were your favourite snacks and drinks. The whole mountain of it almost completely covered Johnny. He went into your shared bedroom and greet you.
“Hi, my poor beautiful darling” he said and laid the snacks on your bed. Looking at you with his sad puppy eyes.
“Johnny…” you whined softly, while he went into the bed beside you, his hands softly and gently rubbing at your lower belly.
“My my… It’s okay, I’m here…” he whispered laying you on his chest, his heartbeat beating against your back. Johnny laid his head on yours, his hands like a heater. He kissed your forehead gently. You breathed out slowly, his warm hands making it better, his whole presence, his warmth, his scent and soft reassuring voice making you feel better.
“I love you, Johnny…” you murmured hiding your head in his neck, kissing his soft skin.
“I love you too, lass” he said while his thumbs were brushing your lower belly, making soft circles. “You want me to open your snacks? We can watch our show too” Johnny said with smile on his face. You agreed and let him take the snacks near you, and turn the TV on. You were both laying there, eating snacks drinking soda and juices.
“You feel better, lassie?” Johnny asked softly, kissing your face with adoration.
“Better because of you… I can’t function without you” you said, hugging yourself into his chest. He chuckled and kissed your forehead.
“We can shower, I didn’t took a shower after work…” Johnny said with laugh. “I might smell like a homeless dog” Johnny joked his left hand in your hair, caressing and scratching at it softly.
“I don’t mind it, I love your scent… but yea hot shower might do me good but… you know… I’m bleeding…” you said feeling uneasy.
“It’s okay love, I know you do. I have seen much blood through whole my life. If you want me I will have my eyes closed” he said with those soft blue eyes, and slight smile on his face.
“Noo… you will trip over and hurt yourself… It’s, it’s okay. I trust you…” those three words ignited something more in Johnny, love, adoration, loyalty and trust… The idea of marrying you was always in his mind, but now he knew it, that he will soon propose to you.
“Alright baby… Lets go then” Johnny said and slowly took you up into his arms, slowly heading bathroom, where you two had a nice, hot and comforting shower. When you both were clean and ready to go to sleep Johnny put the soft slow music on, cuddling you and caressing your hairs.
You slowly both fall asleep…
Good LORD I need him and Miguel so bad
he's not just some guy, he's my girlfriend ♡
Johnny comforting reader? Yes please 🥹
(Sorry I had a rough day… If you had too well… enjoy then!)
You came back from work, tired and stressed. You could feel pain in each of muscles in your body. Sighing loudly you put the keys of your shared apartament on the counter. Johnny heard you opening the doors so he appeared in the hall.
“Hey, Bonnie…” he said softly, wrapping his hands around your body. Your head laid down on his shoulder, your sore muscles slowly relaxing. “Rough day?” he murmured his lips on your neck.
“Yea…” you whispered, holding back tears. He kissed your neck and stroked your hair gently.
“Let’s go… I’ll make you some tea” Johnny said taking you by your arm to the kitchen. When he was doing your tea something snapped in you. Tears slowly falling down your cheeks, falling and soaking into your shirt. Johnny finished your tea and slowly turned around with mug in his hand, he looked at you with worry. He put the mug down on the table in front of you.
“What’s wrong, Bonnie?” he asked softly, crouching down in front of you, looking at you with those sad puppy eyes.
“I’m- I’m a complete mess… and I’m dumb… how can you love someone like me?” You sobbed, he rubbed your thighs with frown.
“How can you say such terrible things about yourself?” John asked, taking your face in his hands, making you look at him. He stroked your face with his thumbs.
“You’re not a complete mess… and you’re not dumb… you’re special to me. You’re perfect. And I love you with my whole heart…” he said and kissed your forehead. That made you cry even more. You were so happy that you have him.
“I’m sorry… I’m so sorry…” you whispered feeling embarrassed by how pathetic you sound.
“Don’t be my love…” he hugged you, rubbing your sore back.
“I’m just… I’m so fucking tired…” you said your hands clutching at his back, head in the crook of his neck.
“It’s okay, bonnie… what about taking a bath with me?” He asked his hand in your hairs.
“That sounds perfect…” you murmured and breathed in his scent. Johnny broke out of your hug for a moment telling you to stay here. You sipped on your tea and waited for him, you could hear the water rush in your bathroom.
Johnny was back when you finished your drink and leaded you to the bathroom, where was a little darker than you thought. Candles giving a small amount of light. And tub with hot water. You sighed loudly and went into the bathroom, Johnny closed the doors and help you undress, peppering small kisses here and there over your body. When you both were undressed Johnny slide into the tub, laying in it and waiting for you. After some time, that you give him to accommodate to the small space, you slide in laying down on him, your head on his chest.
You could feel the stress and pain leaving your body. Hot water and Johnnys hands embracing you.
“Thank you Johnny… I love you so much…” you said kissing his shoulder softly.
“I love you too, babe” he said, vibration of his voice coming through your head and chest.
You spend an hour cuddling in tub, until the water ran cold. And then Johnny took you to the bedroom, cuddling again and kissing you until you have fallen asleep.
Y/N: *gasp* omg the queen died
ghost: good
Price: jus waitn for the rest of em now
Gaz: i thought she was immortal?
Soap: surprised she lasted this long, honestly thought shed kick the bucket years ago
Kate: are you all not sad?
Y/N: ???? Of course not??? we're not tories Kate. the only sad thing about this is that we've now got Charles and camilla
Price: rest in peace diana
Ghost: amen
Gaz: amen
Y/N: amen
Soap: aye
Kate: soap you're Scottish
Soap: I'm also an empath
After about half an hour of you doing the wall sit as per order of your superior, Soap walked into the barrack and placed himself to do a wall sit next to you.
You nodded at Soap, acknowledging his presence. He nodded back at you.
“So, what did you do?” Soap asked casually.
“LT gave me an order to move the car and I told him to roll persuasion,” you explained.
Soap snorted his amusement.
“What did you do?” you asked back.
“I yelled 'Eldritch blast!' instead of 'Fire in the hole!' and someone thought it was so funny that they couldn't return fire to the enemy due to laughing. Apparently Price considered it as 'endangering a fellow soldier',” Soap explained.
You laughed, making Soap smile that he had made you laugh. However, you turned your face immediately.
“Fucking nerd,” you named.
Soap’s smile disappeared instantly.
“You’re a fucking nerd,” Soap scoffed.
The two of you looked away. You continued your punishment in silence. At first.
Eventually, the two of you started smiling by yourselves. Then, smiling turned into snickering. It did not take long until the two of you laughed by yourselves only to be cut off by Price’s voice from outside the room.
“Mactavish! Don’t let me catch you slacking off, you moppet!” Price’s voice yelled.
“No, sir!” Soap yelled back, straightening his posture. “I’m doing it! I’m doing it!”
From there, again, the two of you continued in silence.
This time, you both exchanged a glance and smiled at each other.
“Guess they’re gonna make us pause game night,” you said.
“Pretty sure they might even cancel it all the way,” Soap replied.
I love it 😻
“sorry English isn’t my first language” then writes the most magnificent, amazing, best literature I’ve seen in years
Yeah, I'm fine
*Types "«character name> x reader" into tumblr search bar*
Maul: Do you want to explain the text you sent me last night?
Y/N: It was autocorrect
Maul: Autocorrect wrote "You're so hot. Please step on me."?
Y/N: Yes
The Lord of Crimson Dawn
Darth Maul x (fem) reader
this is a one shot, so apologies for anyone who wanted a full story. Not yet, but soon.
18+ minors DNI (porn with some plot)
Maul is the mastermind behind crimson dawn and everything everyone else wants to be. But you, you don’t want to be him, you want him. Maybe one night he might give you exactly what you’re looking for, for a price of course.
@devstinyy This was inspired by you asking me to write another maul fic
“There is no throne that is not fit for the both of us, my darling” Maul whispered tenderly against your helix, as you corrected your posture in your position on his lap. He enjoyed stroking a deep crimson finger along your skin. Observing as you tittered quietly while he glided over your most sensitive areas. To say you were exposed, would be an understatement. You were laid almost bare, draped over by a few precisely placed strands of black fabric, sparkling pleasantly with fine rubies. The lord behind you had chosen your garment as a careful display of the sway he held throughout this hall. After all, Lord maul could possess anything which he coveted. Especially so on this planet of exponential riches. His hand secured you firmly in place, eager to explore the expanse of wonderful pleasures all over your body. His hands drifted from your waist, to your ribcage, and further still until red tipped fingers grope around the curves of your chest. You inhale sharply at the foreign coolness of his fingertips rubbing over your nipples, touching them between his forefinger and thumb “Maul” You sigh, heavily, burdened with rising lust “ Lord Maul, please, don’t touch me like that unless you are going to finish what you start” Your begging has him nipping on the flesh of your neck, licking along the grooves of your collarbone “My love, you are too perfect to not play with” His voice, rough and eloquent sends shivers trickling along your spine. His hands splay across your thighs, tugging them apart in response to your wanton breathing. Your eyes find his amidst the heat of tension, as he circles the entrance to you, his fingers coated with your own feminine lubricant. He pushes in, so expertly it takes one second until your full to the brim with the simplest part of him. Your hips buck, to coax him deeper “Ah ah, my sweet. Beg and you shall receive.”
I need this man…
MYBRAINCANTSTOPMAKINGSMUTS
SUBMISSIVE SIMMY?? 🥴
Ghost is always harsh and rough with everything. He’s harsh to boys in military and rough with his work. But in bed? He likes to be on your mercy. Simon loves when you praise him.
He groaned loudly his hands cuffed to the bed. He whimpered your name and bucked his hips up, but you put your hands on his stomach and hold him down.
“Stay low” you said with your mouth around his enormous member. He was whimpering almost like he’s in pain.
“Please-“ was all he could managed while your tongue was working on his shaft and tip. You sucked him hard and his eyes almost fall out off their sockets.
Your hands went up his stomach massaging it. He shivered under your touch.
“Good boy…” you purred with his dick still deep in your mouth, those words were barely understandable because of his huge length but he knew what you meant and moaned softly, wriggling against the cuffs. You started to bob your head up and down, making him go louder with moans, groans and shaky breathes.
After no time you could feel Simons load painting your throat. You hummed with happiness around him swallowing everything and taking him out with loud pop.
“There you go, babe” was all you said to him after it.
He looked at you with teary eyes breathing heavily after the bliss.
HEAR ME THE F OUT!!!
TOP JOHNNY??? IM DYING- 🫠
Johnny thrusted his hips up into you from behind, caging your hands with one of his up your head onto the wall.
“Fuck- Bonnie…” he groaned his other hand squeezing your butt cheek harshly. “You naughty girl… Kept on teasing me whole meeting…” he said between rough thrusts.
After that meeting he just drag you into the nearest alleyway and took your pants off. You moaned when he was fucking you deep, stretching your velvety walls out.
“Please-“ you whimpered.
He slapped your butt roughly, and shushed you.
“Take what you deserve, bonnie” Johnny said straight to your ear through the gritted teeth.
Reader :*stumbles over the tree root*
Terminator :*catch them halfway, carrying them in bridal style* Be careful… You gonna hurt yourself.
Reader : I- I will… I mean I’ll be careful!
(I have a massive brain-rot because of this man 😫)
NSFW Simon “Ghost” Riley (my) headcanon.
Simon is this type of guy who loves rough and fast pace during the sex. Mostly because he’s stressed at work, and coming back home to relax a little bit with you.
“Simon!” you gasped when he thrust deep into you from behind. His calloused hands pressing onto your back. Fast sounds of clapping echoed through the room.
“Fuck…” he groaned almost tearing you apart with his manhood. You gripped your hands on the sheets of his bed, arching your back and ass up for him. Your whines were fulfilling the whole room.
“Si! I can’t… I can’t take it…” you stammered through the slapping sounds. Tears smearing your cheeks. Simons hands moved up your body, stroking your nipples gently and cupping your breasts. He smashed your body against his own, clenching onto his dear life.
“Yes, you can… Do it for me… My good girl…” he said quickening his pace if that was even possible. You could feel the bliss forming in your lower belly. Simon kissed the most sensitive spots on your neck.
“I’m- I’m so close!” you almost screamed, the pleasure crashing the every cell in your body.
“Cum for me” Simon gasped.
And you did as he told you, well you couldn’t even control it. You felt every muscle in your body tightening and then relaxing, you were so numb and tired so you just collapsed onto the bed dragging Simon after you. His big muscular body laid down on your back smashing you into the bed. His heavy breath was hitting your flushed cheeks.
“You’re so good for me… So fucking good…” Simon said softly caressing your face and sensitive body. He slowly pull out and drag you on top of him. You laid down pressing your red face onto his naked chest, listening to his heartbeat.
“Are you okay?” He asked in concern. You just murmured a yes and slowly closed your eyes.
“Let me take care of you…” Simon said and carried you in bridal style into the shower. He end up cleaning you and soothing your hypersensitive body.