just have at it

22, just some weird human blob, used for crap and rants on whatever is on my mind

[stargazing-sapphire2]

Important PSA

I normally don't do call-out posts, but after everything that went and what I've been told/shown, I can't stay silent about this, especially after it has badly effected close friends of mine.

TRIGGER WARNING UNDER THE CUT: Threats of suicide, self-harm, doxxing and harassment. Please proceed with caution when engaging with this post.

As of this month, this individual has been the subject of drama and unprompted harassment in the Ghosts fandom as well as in both servers (one of which I'm the moderator), as well as on here due to them harassing and acting aggressive on here to those who attempted to reach out to them.

*Urls blacked out for privacy reasons*

They've attempted to get back into the server despite leaving, and if you're here in there, do not understand any circumstance send them a link. This is for safety reasons

•Them sending anonymous hate in response to being blocked

Huge trigger warning for the images down below, as they contain a photo of their self-harm they themselves posted in the server as well as doxxing someone they've had issues with

*Openly bragging about someone who deactivated due to the constant harassment and doxxing*

I have been made aware of his behavior in the other server, where he harassed and insulted a minor over their art, as well as breaking the rules over SFW/NSFW content

Him also openly admitting to being transphobic on his alt account.

Due to the image limit on posts, I will be reblogging additional screenshots through there, and possibly a lot if anything else comes out.

Please block and report this person, and do not engage or talk to them under any circumstance. Please stay safe out there!

[stargazing-sapphire2]

More screenshots of their behavior

[me-is-confused]

I know many other Aros were a little disappointed with part3 of turning out from AJR, but i feel like it still is very much aro, yes, the speaker pushes himself into a relationship, but it's so obvious, he doesn't know how to do it and all just bases it off of other people's relationships not his own feelings, but another point i have is, that narrativly i feel like 3 fits better before 2 than after, you have 1 meeting firstly coming together, wanting to be close, 3 trying somehow to make a relationship work because it's what you do but failing and then 2 the realisation that you can't and having this guilt of "leading them on" but also maybe slowly coming to terms with the fact one is aro

But well that's just random thought and interpretation of an aro

[ghouljams]

Cowboy!Hesh

Meet Cute Kids Wallet Pictures

[macravishedbymactavish]

| Blog HQ | 18+ MDNI | No use of "Y/N" | Taglist Open |

O N E S H O T S

G H O S T S

Near & Far // Unnamed Ghost x GN!Reader

L O G A N W A L K E R

Always Attract // Logan x F!Reader

D A V I D "H E S H" W A L K E R

I Don't Care if You're Contagious // Hesh x GN!Reader

In Sickness & In Health // Dad!Hesh x Mom!Reader

Checkmate // Hesh x GN!Reader

K E E G A N R U S S

Social Butterfly | Antisocial Moth // Keegan x GN!Reader

H E A D C A N O N S

3 pros & 3 cons of dating

Merrick

Hesh & Logan

Writing the characters personalities

Keegan

Merrick

Rorke

Logan

Miscellaneous Headcanons

Hugging

Ajax SFW

S E R I E S

Come Around // Logan Walker x F!Reader

| Coming Soon | Ongoing | Completed |

The Chronicles of Life & Death (Drabbles) // Various Ghosts x GN!Reader

| Coming Soon | Ongoing | Completed |

The Home Chronicles // David "Hesh" Walker x GN!Reader

| Coming Soon | Ongoing | Completed |

We're Lost & Found // Keegan Russ x F!Reader

| Coming Soon | Ongoing | Completed |

San Diego // David "Hesh" Walker x Reader

| Coming Soon | Ongoing | Completed |

[me-is-confused]

Dear Alloro people keep your hands off of the very little aro rep we have in media and for gods sake finally listen to us, when it comes to aro stuff and don't fucking talk over us.

I'm so fucking fed up with alloros nitpicking things, just because that is more convenient for them in that moment... Like it's either "oh they kissed so it has to be romantic" but then from the same people is also "but aro people can still date, so it's okay to ship them or demand they get into a relationship"

You can't advocate for more queer rep in media and then in the same breath turn around and try to eradicate the few confirmed aromantic characters we have atm.. that's not how that works, you're a. Fucking hypocritical and b. Letting your arophobia show!

Advocate for everyone or don't advocate at all

- Loathingly an Aromantic person

[me-is-confused]

very vague question with no explanation: if you think about doing something, that interests you a lot for a while (say on and off for 5/6 years), would be best to try it right?

yes

no

Voting ended onJul 9, 2023

[tindingnasa]

i want to FLUSTER that man. i want to make him BLUSH. i want to make him feel VULNERABLE AROUND ME. i want to make him WEAK IN THE KNEES. i want to kiss him

[notme-notyou]

God, it's a great feeling when you get a call from acompany you applied to and the person from hr literally says "the section leaders are really interested in you, when is the earliest you can come in for an interview?" In a tone that sunded more like, we gotta do the interview more as a formality, hell yes

[ai-luni]

Another anon who is lowkey (highkey) a whore for Hesh here 🥰

Birthday sex followed by a "oh you can't walk?" Sort of next day?

This is a Hesh whore house, you're very welcome here!

It's His Birthday

David "Hesh" Walker x Fem!Reader

A/N: This became much longer than I thought it would end up. Please excuse how dramatic I get when I have to write smut. Also why there are so many similes, idk i'm sorry. Mystery for the ages.

Word Count: 4k

Warnings: smut. Straight up. Overstimulation.

Where it started:

5:00pm, San Diego, Hesh’s birthday. 

You were parked outside of a restaurant with a large dinner reservation for the two of you and the rest of the ghosts. The plan was to meet at 5 but now it was 15 past and you were desperately trying to reapply your lipstick while Hesh spat at the taste of a makeup wipe in the driver's seat. 

“You’re not meant to eat it.” You gave the snarky comment once satisfied with your lipstick, now turning your attention to the boy that was basically sucking on the thing. Snatching the wipe out of his hand, you cleaned the coloured residue lining his lips. Gently, his gaze was fixed, mesmerised by the way your freshly coloured lips parted in concentration. 

You held the cold wipe to his chin as you lifted his head up, allowing himself to close his eyes now that he no longer had a good view of you. Instead enjoy the feeling of your fingers outlined by the rag, over, across, under his chin. Enough to pull an erotic groan from his throat. You couldn’t be any later without raising suspicion but fuck if the way his adam’s apple bobbed didn’t make you want to give up and drive into a alleyway. 

“How’d we manage to get it on your chin?” With a long restrained sigh, he looked back down at you. The silence was so deafening, you had to cough out a giggle to break the tension. The intensity of his gaze didn’t crack though. Instead he gave you that stupid ‘I have you in the palm of my hand’ smirk, eyebrows raised. 

“Let’s do it again and find out.” 

You weren’t going to let him win this one. 

You left him, one foot after the other out of the car. Topped off with a slow spin around to face him once more. Shoulders dipped enough to peak at the boy readjusting his belt. You thought about retorting with some kind of witty comeback but just seeing the man you loved in that suit. That white button up and those navy trousers. It wipes your mind clear. 

“I’m not wearing any panties.” 

-

5:25 

Finally you dragged him into the restaurant, all the boys cleaned up real nice. Merrick was still wearing jeans but sometimes you just have to pick your battles. They all stood and made a controllable racket. A soft chorus of “Finally!” “Hey you two!” “Where have you been!” “Took you long enough!” welcomed you as you and Hesh were being guided to the back of the place. 

It was Elias who greeted you two first, giving you a hug and passing you to Logan. When he met Hesh however, he let out a hearty chuckle. You could hear the pat on his back reverberate through him as they both beamed with proud smiles.

“Happy birthday my boy.” 

And down the line until you found your seats. 

6:57 

To say you had a few drinks would be an understatement, some of you already finishing your third of the night. The waitress for your table seemed a little intimidated by the rows of large men now getting rowdier by the glass, she would approach the table by your side which gave you the perfect opportunity to ask for the cake. She gave you a little nod, taking away as many plates as she could. 

Half of the table was absorbed in a conversation you couldn’t really be bothered to make out but amongst the smiles and cheers, you didn’t really mind. You were certain they were the loudest guests this restaurant would have in a good while. The boys were too hesitant with the flashiness of the place at first but the food was good, the drinks were good, the place was clean and the people were nice. It was all worth the treat. 

You just allowed yourself to sit back and enjoy the ecstasy of the moment. Your left hand subconsciously rests on the back of Hesh’s right tricep, tracing where the bottom star is tattooed on his skin with your pointer finger. His attention squares in on you within a second, phasing out of the conversation and in your bubble with ease. 

“You alright, doll?” He breathes out, dragging the corners of his lips up with it.

“Yeah.” 

“I could get used to seeing you like this. Should take you out more.” 

“You treat me just fine as it is.” With that you cross your leg, skirt riding up in the process. Your nail now trailing over his shoulder blade and he shivered in response, just as you were anticipating. He wanted to retaliate, he wanted to get you back the way you were playing him. You could see it in his eyes as he forced them not to lock on one place too long on you but his mouth went dry. He only licked his lip, considering what he possibly could say from his repertoire of ‘things that wind you up’ that wouldn’t get him in trouble in front of his family and team. 

He was saved by the cake. 

He rolled his eyes as the rest of you raised your drinks to him, all the attention placed on him solely. The waitress reached over your shoulder to place it in front of the man now holding his face from embarrassment. Another waiter pulled out a lighter for the few candles you brought to put on top. The rest of the table was too busy adding fuel to your own fire. 

“Happy birthday to yoOuUuU!” You moved to Logan’s shoulder seeing who could sing the best, most obnoxious riff. Hesh’s eyes - though his face was red - were filled with pure adoration. Adopting the exact proud expression his father makes, like all of his dreams have been fulfilled and preserved on a silver platter. 

“Make a wish, baby!” You yelled once the lot were done singing off key, to which he complied. His smile only grew wider, looking directly into your pupil before blowing out the candles. The waitress took the cake away again to slice it. You finally returned to your seat with a hand immediately resting on your thigh. 

“Thank you, doll.” He gave you a squeeze and your head was sent into a spin. It was the moment you knew you’d made it over the peak of the night and now the thought of him taking you home again was just over the horizon. You couldn’t think of anything else. 

-

It was another hour of cake and coffee before goodbyes were said. And only one thing dwindled in your thoughts. His hand was on you the rest of the night, under the table, in the car and up to the door of your apartment. 

The warm palm on the small of your back was intoxicating, cologne still strong and suffocating. You could only hold your confidence for so long until the only thing holding your hips up was him holding you up.     

8:49 

The keys jingled in your grip, you couldn’t control them, your hands were shaking. Somehow you knew the moment that door closed, it’d be the beginning of your ruin. You tried to play the game with him but he was too good, you knew he played you right into his hands. The touches, the looks, the smiles, the smell, the comfortable silence. You were in the eye of the storm and anticipation was never one to calm a heartbeat. 

His hand cupped your hip, moving you over enough to take the key and unlock the door for you. But he didn’t open it, not yet. The sound was enough to wake Riley though, faintly through the door was the sound of scurrying paws across the floor and the thud of his nose to the door.

You felt paralysed as he pushed your back against the door. Hands to hips, the man towered over you, a wicked grin setting across his face, lighting up his eyes. His left hand travelled to your thigh, guiding itself inside the tight fabric to your hip. Confirming there was in fact no strap. He just groaned and dug his nails into you like he teeth did your lower lip. 

Your hands were gripping the growing hair behind his ears. Soft lips over yours like nuzzling your head into a pillow. Neck craning to keep your lips locked longer, just a little longer. A shadow of smoke from the volcano, mixing your warm breaths and the air from your nostrils turns to an eruption, his burning tongue to your upper lip, lapping up the dripping saliva from your teeth to your own tongue. 

A burning metal rod wouldn’t feel as intense as he did to you, hands grasping at the flesh that joins your ass and back. One steadied under and the other over the dress pulling you closer to him. 

You pulled your head back a millimetre and his neck acted on instinct, reconnecting your lips with the clunk of your noses colliding, teeth grazing each other’s for not even a quarter of a second but the nerves on the bottom of your feet could feel it. You needed more, you couldn't stop. A moan partially made it out of your mouth, and the momentum you’ve built endures the more he lifts his head. 

The fingers of his left hand knead your bare skin, the other arm bracing itself on the door. You kissed his chin like it could kissing back, soon dragging your tongue in a straight line down Adam's apple to his collarbone. 

“Shit.” He spat out.  

With your face buried in the crook of his head, his forehead fell forward knocking on the door. Riley’s continuous sniffing under the crack of the door, restless tippy taps reacted quicker than expected, letting out an alarmed bark. The both of you brought back to reality. This was a communal hallway and he almost had you half naked. 

“David, we have to go inside.” Your forehead was now resting on his heaving chest with a clear view of the tent in his pants. He only shook his head, still resting against the door. He slowly dragged his fingertips out of your dress, not bothering to readjust it back down. He brought his own palm to his crotch as you watched. 

He thought about you, his hand petting through the trousers fabric like he has many times before and your name slipped through his lips out of habit. His skin was hot, his skin was burning and any noise he made was more out of impatience than it was from pleasure. 

“It’s my birthday.” Was all he said as he pushed you further into the door. Another knock caused the excited dog on the other side to bark again. 

“Fine.” He sighed, defeated and desperate. 

You pulled away from each other, skin dripping with sin it almost stained the concrete floor you stood on. He couldn’t help it, he glanced at the two other doors on your floor. A smile suggesting they’re in for it just as long as you are. And with a cheeky slap to the ass, he followed you inside. 

9:07

“Hey boy.” Hesh greeted Riley, giving his coat a gentle ruffle and a solid pat to the side. The shepherd dog circled him then ran by your side to say hello. Satisfied, he left you two in the kitchen to lay back down in the living room. 

You turned on the kettle. His eyes snapped to you with almost a hint of venom. 

“What are you doing?” he asked, slow tactical steps approaching the island like he was clearing a room. 

“Making a tea.” It took everything within you to keep your composure, your dress barely covered your crotch and was bunched at your waist, your lipstick now a faint haze around your lips. You turn to look at him, arms crossed like he hadn’t just pulled you to bits in the hallway. “You want one?” 

He stood in disbelief, certain he had already won. Certain he had whittled you down to nothing but the prize in the middle of a parcel, yet here you were still playing. In truth, your stomach was completely twisted, you were scared and evaluating what, if anything, you had to do tomorrow and if it would actually be plausible to complete. Even the coloured marks down his stained chin and neck did nothing but make you groan in the back of your throat. 

That was his last straw, he couldn’t stall it anymore.

9:14 

“You’re fucking ridiculous.” You were over his shoulder, the boiling of the kettle fainter and fainter as you entered the bedroom. You were tossed onto the bed over at least two metres. His footsteps heavy, ripping his shirt off by the button. 

He ate it up, every bit of it. Your big doe eyes, parted lip, dazed eyelids with blown out pupils bound to roll back second. He held your ankle in his hand, undoing the fiddly little strap of your heel. You began on the other foot but he only swatted your hand away.

“I’m a big boy. I can do it.” 

When he was done with one, he threw the shoe over his shoulder and your leg to the side of the bed. Same with the other foot, leaving your legs wide open and dress completely collected on your waist. 

He’d been waiting all day for this, all month. This wasn’t the first time he had you this week but today it just felt different and he had to make sure you felt it.

He held his arms out, gripping your ankles to get a good look at your pantiless pussy. You felt a gust of warm air as he let out a sigh. The man licks his lips, a feral instinctive look in his eye. But he wanted to ease you into it. As much as he wanted it now, he knew it would be so much fun if he took his time. 

What he did want right that second however was that dress off you. Hands now gripping your hips, he yanks you forward off the bed, resting all your weight on him. He was now on his knees as well as he brought you into a searing kiss. A bruising rough.. 

His fingers were clawing at the bottom of your dress, peeling it off until you stopped him at your ribcage. 

“There’s a zipper in the back.” With that you turned on your knees for him. He zipped it without a second thought. 

Just the sight of you stepping out of your dress like it was nothing, like it wasn’t driving him absolutely mad. The sight of you swaying that ass in front of his face.

He needed his pants off. Now.

You hadn’t even turned around to see him before a hand pushed your naked back forward over the bed. With your head now on the bed in front of you, you looked back between your legs to see your boy, unbuckling his belt at rapid speed. He’d just started at the button on his trousers and in anticipation, you swayed your hips a little more in clear view for him. 

“Shit.” He grunted, instantly latching his warm tongue to your thigh. His actions were so impulsive, like it was this or death. Licking a trail of arousal that had been falling down your thigh since you made it into the apartment. Then he dove straight into the layers of your pussy. 

You watched with half lidded eyelids as he pulled his dick out, pants still on and too impatient to yank his boxers down properly. 

9.46

“Oh god” you cried out, pussy throbbing against his tongue as it ran across your vulva like sorting through a filing cabinet. The clicking of saliva echoed through the room, moving his tongue at a rapid speed. His breath laced with his vocal chords with every huff and grunt and slurp. Lips enveloping your pussy like a last meal. 

Then his tongue found your clit, his nose nudging your entrance, breathing in your arousal. He circled it, tongue pointed, muscle tensed. 

“Oh my- David!” your hips bucking against him, you needed more.

“Say it again, doll” He shoved his tongue into your vagina, scraping any service he could find. The taste soaking into the layers of his taste buds and you clamped around him. 

You only opened your eyes for a moment to see him jerking himself off with one hand, his other hand was on your ass but you were so enthralled with the pleasure, you couldn’t care to notice. 

The noises were absurd, you were drooling. And yet his name never stayed on the tip of your tongue too long, jumping out whenever it could until you started chanting for more until there wasn’t anything else to ask for. 

“Come on, baby. Come on, doll.” He whispers into your pussy, his breath lighting every nerve like a control board of buttons. You felt him everywhere, the tight rope in your stomach pulling you up and down, tightening and squeezing. Your orgasm coming in as hot as a blowtorch and his kiss broke the creme brulee crust. The sticky, slurping of his folded lips, his tongue lining and carding through you. It was almost a cooling sensation. An anecdote. 

But it kept coming and coming, like a lag in all your pleas for more but each finally being fulfilled one after another. And he drank it all. Any fluid you gave him, he drank it and enjoyed it. Himself almost let go but he pulled his hand off him whenever he felt close to the edge. He didn’t want to slow down so he needed to stay a little more comfortable. 

9:52

“David, DAVID” You were clawing at the bed sheets for your dear life. Your spine jerking like a child safety lid turned the wrong way. Cranking to something that had already long happened but kept going. The movement was so involuntary you cried out to him. 

“DaVID I came! I came already!” Your voice was muffled in the sheets, your tears staining the sheets. He only pulled away for a second. 

“More.” 

And he was back at it, one hand still barely working on himself while the other was back on your foot. His thumb deeply massaging into the sole of your foot. 

All you could think of was David, all he could think of was you. 

Your stomach hollowed and you were on the verge of screaming. Your pussy burnt but continued to leak for him. 

He got you again. Your knees buckled and he caught you with both hands keeping you steady. You spasmed and stuttered through your who knows what numbered orgasm, voice desperate to say something, anything, with no breath to do so. 

“Shit baby, almost there.” You could’ve sworn you had squirted on him. Your stomach muscles contracting and releasing by the millisecond, toes flexed. You saw white spots, fluctuating and flashing just for you. 

10:05 

The soonest moment you physically could, you gasped for air. Climbing onto the bed before the boy could catch you. You were still trembling, hips bucking into nothing, lips wide open and you wouldn’t dare open your eyes yet. 

You only heard him chuckle and felt him fall on the bed next to you.

“You’re done huh?” he asked, voice too amused for his own neglected state. You only nodded your head while trying to catch your breath and regulate the tears falling from your eyes. 

“Sure you don’t have another one in you?” You shook your head with what energy you had left. You knew it was going to happen again tonight anyway but for this moment, you had no capacity to think or speak. He pulled you to his chest, pants still shamelessly riding his thighs. You laid on top of him, fighting against your body curling up on itself. 

He stroked your hair. He kissed the crown of your head and closed his eyes in content. Mouth wet and covered in your arousal. 

You could feel how hot he was, you could feel how hard he was. You were slowly regaining your conscious mind and after all, it was his birthday.

“Just give me a minute.” you sighed out into his chest and joined him in enjoying the satisfaction of the moment. 

- 

5:30am

There was a gentle clawing at the door. In the grogginess of what you think was just about 4 hours of sleep, Riley woke you up. It’s still pretty early, both you and Hesh being early risers but Hesh still looked completely out cold so you knew you’d have to deal with Riley this morning. 

Your body ached. Sore in places that hadn’t been felt in a good while. You tried to move as slowly as you could, both not to wake David up and because it would be too painful to move too quickly. Your left foot was completely asleep, nerves turned off that it almost made you consider just not getting up at all. But Riley’s whimpers pressured you up anyway. 

One foot at a time you dragged your legs off the mattress. Your hips ached like a raging siren. Any time your panties shifted and grazed you in a certain spot, a gasp left your lips before you could stop it. 

Just take it slow, you’re not that pathetic. 

Holding the bedside table for dear life, you tried to stand up. Right foot taking all your weight. Now take a deep breath. 

Testing the waters, you shift your weight, hoping to balance it out. Tripping over nothing, you are just hobbling into the wall. 

“Ow.” You let out louder than intended. “Shit”

There was a rustling of fabric behind you, you looked over your shoulder cautiously, not daring to make a sound. Your mission failed, Hesh was awake.

“Why’s Riley crying?” His voice was groggy, it was sexy. He didn’t roll over so you felt safe if you kept quiet. 

“He has to go to the bathroom.” You let out, trying not to reveal any of the pain you were feeling. 

“What time is it?” He was sitting up now. You felt so dumb, you knew he would be way too cocky for the rest of the day if he knew just how much he ruined you. He begun to turn around when you didn’t reply, “Hey, are you alri-” 

And there you were, clenching the wall for dear life, legs trembling uncontrollably. Skin hot and red and bruised, hair a mess with residue lipstick colour staining your swollen and bruised lips. 

“Oh.” there was that wicked smirk again. He knew he won the game and took the prize. He made his bed and slept in it. It definitely woke him up though. Who cares if he still had lipstick staining his chin too. 

He got out of the bed, chucking on a shirt and a pair of pants. Passing you with a kiss to the cheek. 

“Stay here, I’ll be right back.” With that he left you holding the wall. You listened as he took Riley outside, took him into the kitchen and then like it was in slow motion, you heard every step he took back to the bedroom. 

You hadn’t moved a muscle, you weren’t sure you could. And he chuckled and it made you mad but you laughed with him. 

“Let’s get you cleaned up, doll.” The rest of the morning was spent in his arms. He held you up in the shower, he carried you to the kitchen counter. Whatever you thought you might get done today definitely was going to happen. But a day was never a waste if it was spend with Hesh.

[ai-luni]

IM SORRY IM BACK BECAUSE I JUST HAD ANOTHER FEW SCENARIOS I WANTED TO SHARE WITH YOU!

If I’m annoying you please let me know. I don’t want to be a bother!! It’s just nice being able to spill all these thoughts to someone <3

How do you think Hesh would feel if you intentionally flirted with Logan to make Hesh Jealous? I feel like he would be so bothered by it and lose his composure, seeing you flirt with anyone would infuriate him but especially his brother.

Or imagine if before Hesh and you had become a thing thing, the boys were all in the bunks getting ready for lights out when Logan loudly shares how hot he thinks you are after having a few too many drinks. Keegan would sneer and look at Hesh, then send a knowing glance to Merrick as they observed the scene. Logan wouldn’t take the social cues (thank the pints of beer he drank) and kept drooling over you. “God, she’s just so- i don’t know! Hot! Have you seen her hips man?! When we fell out of the plane and into the forest, I swear she was just flaunting them in front of me! And that round ass and perky rack too—“

Hesh would be pissed. You weren’t his officially but he would swell with jealously. But Logan wouldn’t stop there. “C’mon, Keegan. You gotta be the one here who gets what I mean man. There’s no way you haven’t noticed how fucking sexy that girl is.” Merrick would scoff at him as Keegan was stiff to the bone with discomfort. Hesh’s gaze would snap to Keegan to make sure that quiet man wouldn’t say a word. Keegan mockingly threw his hands up and shook his head, rolling his eyes.

Elias would then walk into the room, shaking his head at his drunken and jealous sons. “You’re making your brother jealous, Logan. Hush up and go to bed.” Elias chuckled. Hesh’s jaw dropped open as he sputtered over his words. He couldn’t believe his father said that! Merrick, Keegan, and Logan burst out laughing (Logan more like howling louder than all the others) and Hesh just stood there flustered. As if on cue you skip through the door to the men’s quarters, peeking your head in. “Excuse me, sir. I just wanted to confirm I’m on patrol at 0600?” Her eyes shifted over the flustered men, confused as to what the dorky smiles were for. Hesh looked like he wanted to explode. “Are you okay, Hesh? Your face is red?” Then all the guys lose it, bursting out laughing. Logan spits the water he was sipping out all over the floor. Hesh was mortified.

Elias would shake his head and pat Heah on the back before following you out into the hallway. Boys will be boys.

No because literally love it! I don't have anyone I know to talk about this to so this is literally perfect. It makes me so happy that I could sorta slowly wiggling into this community whatever it is.

BUT THIS, I have thoughts.

Most of those thoughts are just sodfidsvjfsvfnjsvbf Hesh my boy but really I personally don't think Logan would be the one to make hesh embarrassed (and I'm so excited for this because it's about time this guy gets some attention), I 100% believe Kick would though.

That's right, it's Kick's debut. And I think it would make Hesh that much more jealous when it's Kick in your ear relaying information, Kick telling you where to go on mission and not him.

I really think Kick is the sassy one. He's rarely on the field or waiting for the team to make evac so he can get them out of there (he'd call it 'saving their asses') so he would run his mouth so much more. And he'd be overall more book smart than Hesh which would also tip him off.

Not saying Logan wouldn't laugh his ass off at it but I really do think he's too much of a sweetheart to throw him under the bus like that. But Kick. That little fucker. I'm Australian so literally all I can think to describe him is larrikin.

Also I know there's genuinely next to nothing about Kick so all of this is literally just me reading him for like 4 voice lines but it's my headcanon so whatever. Like that "pedal to the medal already" come on. COME ON.

Anyway.

[me-is-confused]

I am so freaking tempted to write a fic for my silly little "Keegan is a Demigirl" hc, but I'm also a bit scared how people would take it.. but i got ideas

It also probably would be KeeganxLogan, cause i love them together and i want someone to call Keegan their girlfriendm just because

[me-is-confused]

I did it

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Go read if you're interested, it's literally just a coming out story, i don't know if i like it or not, but i tried.

[tacticalanklebiter3000]

COD Werewolf Boyfriends

NSFW NSFW 🔞 MDNI 18+

you want more werewolves?! have em!! covering all the COD bases here lmao

Aʟᴇᴊᴀɴᴅʀᴏ×Rᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ, Rᴜᴅʏ×Rᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ, Köɴɪɢ×Rᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ, Hᴏʀᴀɴɢɪ×Rᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ Kᴇᴇɢᴀɴ×Rᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ, Hᴇsʜ×Rᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ

pt 1

Cw: c☆ck warming, size kink, biting, teeth and claws, maws and tails, predator and prey role play, werewolves au, monster f◇cker content lmaooo, nsfw and fluff HCs, human gn!reader, tail wagging, fur scratching, light bondage, "not" 🪢, transformations, consensual x, rough x, biting, etc, self indulgent ☆♡, breeding, no reader description

Alejandro

surprisingly easy when it comes to shifting even on full moons.

only thing he complains about is the heat. Las Almas is not the best place for a werewolf with a coat as thick as his. asks for cold treats like ice cream and frozen fruit to keep him cool. occasionally you find him in a cold bath. likes for you to be within sniffing distance when he's shifting. if he can't smell you, you've strayed too far!

unfortunately after the transformation.. you thought Soap was bad with the energy. Alejandro could power an entire city with the speed of his tail alone.

werewolf zoomies, begging you to come outside with him so he can run in circles. has broken trees by accidently shouldering them during this.

disrespect your surroundings!

you can get him to settle with the promise of cock warming.

if you can handle the chilly bath, he loves doing it there. he can keep you warm with his fur, he swears. but if the bath is a no go, literally anywhere else will do.

will carry you around with his hands under your thighs just so his cockwarming isnt interrupted. he tries to mind the claws

doesn't knot you often but when he does you're seeing stars. presses on your stomach when he does, just adding to your moans

Rodolfo

exact opposite of Alejandro

you never see him with more energy than when he's shifting. wants to clean the house, go grocery shopping, stop by to see Alejandro for a get together.

but once he's shifted fully, he's calm as can be.

prefers to stay inside when he's shifted, nuzzling into you on the sofa. his guilty pleasure is letting you use him as your own body pillow and binge watching different shows

surprisingly, like ghost, he's a howler! his howls only come out when something else is howling or making a noise similar to it. feels a bit embarrassed when you playfully tell him to "shh Rudy! you'll wake the whole neighborhood!"

sometimes he does it just to hear you try to contain your laughter. all things considered Rudy is a mischievous werewolf.

loves using his rough tongue on you when you're least expecting it. if you're relaxing on the sofa he grabs your hips to hold you in place and pushes his muzzle against the apex of your thighs. licks at the thin fabric over your hole with flashing yellow eyes.

König

Jesus christ how much bigger can he get

needy needy needy when he's shifting. just wants you around him. within atom's reach. if you get up to get a glass of water he's right behind you. need to shower? he's standing outside of the shower watching you. he literally can't fit in the shower with you comfortably. even if you close the curtain he's putting muzzle on the edge of the tub just to keep his eyes on you.

6'10 breaks an easy 8' when he's fully shifted, hands can palm your head, claws as big as knives, teeth as big as plantains

very cautious about his teeth and claws around you. and gets very flustered when you compliment them

bashful tail wagging, covers his face for comfort. sometimes you'll find him with his head tucked under a pillow or he makes another sniper hood that fits his massive werewolf head

won't bite you. he doesn't know his own strength sometimes so he's not taking the chance. he will put his maw ON you tho. he's holding your shoulder in his mouth, teeth just grazing your skin when he's thrusting into you from behind.

while he won't bite you, you get claw marks damn near everywhere, but especially on your hips.

apologies over how big his knot is every time he squeezes it into you. licks your tears away from the slight sting

involuntarily growling. when he's hunched over you, panting into your ear, he growls deep in his chest. sound of pleasure. reach behind you and scratch his ears or biceps to hear more.

Horangi (weretiger)

this was expected was it not?

Sleepy kitty when he's shifting. like Kyle he finds a place to start his transformation and doesn't move. "if I fit, I sit"

purrs and chuffs at you when you join him for his shift. likes when you pet his head so he can nuzzle your palm.

he's very nonchalant about you joining him for his transformation. he's more than happy to have you within grabbing distance. however if you have somewhere to be he won't force you to stay like John or Alejandro.

headbutts but he's so strong that he knocks you over sometimes. "oh we are cuddling on the floor now." lays on you with no questions asked

great night vision. likes to get out some of his midnight zoomies by chasing after you in some park. you say it's cheating because he can see you no matter how dark it is, but he says it's not about being seen. its about "how fast you can run." he gives you a few minutes head start but he catches you every time

if you're running in the woods or somewhere secluded, once he catches you, you're free game. rips your clothes with his claws and laughs at your whining about it.

pull his tail a bit when you're riding him. 50/50 on if you'll get a horangi who grabs the back of your thighs, pulls you against his chest and thrusts up into you until you can't feel your legs or a horangi who paws at you, purring and chuffing at how well your hips move against him

Keegan Russ

"this shit sucks."

"im so tired"

"can we go lay down?"

unhappy when he's shifting, particularly through the week long shift. he's just so tired, and he doesn't want to do anything except be near you.

he takes a day or so off work so he can rest his aching muscles. prefers to do his shifting in a warm bath. warm Epsom salt bath. warm Epsom salt bath with you sitting between his legs. yeah that's it.

draws little shapes on your skin with his claws, not breaking skin, just dragging it lightly over your swells and dips.

very lovey when he's fully transformed. never let's the ghosts see him like this. he's practically your lap dog, lapping at your hand that scratches his cheeks and chin.

let's you take the reigns literally and figuratively when you're in bed together. prefers to have a muzzle or soft lead on since he can get out of hand with how eager he is to please you. you've walked away with few too many bites, so he asks you to keep him under control.

still pulls and tugs his muzzle away just because he likes when you pull him back

muzzle kisses please he loves them

Hesh Walker

similar to Soap. energy energy! but he does settle faster than Soap.

runs obstacle courses during his shifts so he can expell extra energy before he comes home to you. he knows he can be a lot to handle during his transformations so he tries to fix it beforehand.

wants to go everywhere and then some when he's in this form. wants to smell everything, bite everything. if you're not up for exploration, he'll go alone and come back with different rocks and flowers for you.

brings you gifts because you like them and because he likes praise. whenever you fawn over something he gets you he wag wag wags.

praise kink naturally follows him everywhere

"good boy Hesh" praise him when he's using his tongue on you. praise him when he's holding you down, thrusting into you, praise him when you're holding him down. he wants it every way he can get it.

loves teasing you for hours just so his fat knot fits nice and easy. slips right in after he's been fingering your tight hole for 45 minutes

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Call of Duty Ghosts NSFW headcanons: David “Hesh” Walker

This is explicit and 18+. Please don’t interact with my content if you are a minor. Read warnings.

[A/N] Hesh whore is back at it again, this time with NSFW headcanons/scenarios. Thank you for all the love on my first post ever. Literally screamed when I got any single like. It means a lot to me!!! Ask box is open for requests/ideas or just anything <3 I still don’t know how to make the read more cut so I’m sorry again. Enjoy.

Again, PURE SMUT! 18+ only.

CW: Sensory play, overstimulation, squirting, spanking, cunnilingus, female and male genitalia talk, spit, reference to bondage, literally just porn. Tell me if I missed anything.

* I don’t think Hesh has had many sexual partners, maybe just a girlfriend in highschool that he lost his virginity to but nothing more. This man was working his ass off to be in the military since he was a teenager— he didn’t have time for women or sex. I also see Elias being extremely hard on him and limiting his time outside of training. Pure intentions of course.

* That being said, his minimal-to-no experience does not make in bad in the bedroom. Oh no, this man is filthy. He is one of those guys that looks innocent and/or vanilla but is actually as dirty as they come in the bedroom.

* It would be a learning experience. The first time was great but it was clumsy and awkward. Sex is a skill to learn and he treats it as a mission to complete. He’ll study you every single time and learn what makes you tick. He’ll master where your g-spot is and the best ways to touch your clit. He becomes the god at dicking you down.

* When I say filthy I mean WET sloppy kisses, trails of spit on every inch of your body. He kisses, bites, sucks, licks literally any part of you he can. Especially fond of your neck and ears. He will lay on top of you and pin your down with his hands holding your head to the side so he can just FEAST on the tender and sensitive flesh of your neck. He will do it for hours, until you’re panting and crying with want. Until you quite literally beg for him.

* He’s really big on foreplay beyond just on your intimate spots. He loves to make out with you and just focus on your neck, shoulders, ears, and face. You two lay facing each other for hours, let’s tangled together just ravaging each other’s faces.

* This blends into his LOVE for sensory play. He absolutely loves to just trail his fingertips over your sides and spine until you get goose bumps and shiver. He loves it when you begin to just squirm from need. Again, hours of this until you are dripping with need and trembling for him.

* When he finally gives into your whines for him, he devours you. His hands would be shaking and his eyes blown wide as he strips you. He’ll strip you down to just your underwear and whisper compliments to you as he strokes your curves. “God you’re so… so beautiful.” He would say breathily. “I can’t believe you are mine, doll.”

* This man loves every part of you but god, your tits and ass. Also a hip man. He gets extremely turned on by you walking in front of him, the natural feminine sway of your hips. He’ll pull you around corners on the base and just press your back up against his front. He gets so hard from feeling you against him. He just loves your body.

* He suckles on your breasts with eagerness. Squeezing them both in his palms and switching between nipples. He sucks and slurps like an animal, making sure to run his hot tongue on the tender flesh below your breasts and on the side. He’ll pinch your nipples and tug until you are pink and swollen and shaking.

* Finally, after he was satisfied with your breasts he’d move down. He will tease you here too. Dragging his calloused fingers over your pelvis and stomach, dancing them on your sides, and then finally making it between your thighs. He would bite and suck on the inner skin of your thighs blowing hot air onto your core when he switches to the other. He’ll running his fingers over the skin of your outer lips, teasing you. He’ll press his thumbs down on the outside of your entrance, making small cuticular massage noises to hear your slick noises. He loves to humiliate you with making you hear the noises your body is making for him. It also turns him on even more.

* He’d continue this teasing, removing your underwear. I told @ai-luni this- he is a PANTY SNIFFER and stealer. He’ll pull them off and admire how wet they are, running his thumb over the spot. He’ll even bring them to his face and sniff and GROAN like a fucking animal. You’d playfully kick him and he’d just do his sexy little chuckle as he slips them in his pocket. He’d finally lean down, brining his mouth above your core and gaze up at you.

* This man is big on sensory as we know, and his absolute favorite part of your cunt to play with is your clit. It’s so sensitive and he just loves making you tick and choke up. Every single time he goes down on you, he’ll pull your skin taut and reveal that little spot he loves and give you a hot, long, slow lick. He would anchor your hips down, continuing those slow and long licks on your jewel. He also loved to bring his fingers into the mix. He’ll dip inside your cunt just a little to get enough slick on his fingers and dance one of his finger tips over that sensitive little spot until you’re literally crying from the intensity. Again, he could do this for hours. Watching you become more and more wet and jerk at every movement— he’d die a happy man between you legs.

* I think he’d love to draw your first orgasm of the night out slowly like that, getting you oversensitive. Right as you reach your peak, he’ll shove two fingers inside you and begin to eat you through it. He’d fuck his fingers in you hard, curling them up to stroke that spot inside of you. You’d have a mind shattering orgasm every single fucking time.

* Overstimulation. God please, please let him just destroy you with orgasms. He wants to make you cum as much as he can. This follows into squirting. He wants to make your squirt. I feel like he’d be too embarrassed to ask you about it directly but would be doing research on how to make it happen. He’d seek out advice from men he trusts who are happily married. One day after you came, you were confused why he planted a firm hand on your pelvis and pressed down while fucking his fingers into you faster than he ever had. You’d be SCREAMING.

* And god when it happens, you’d be confused. Why did you feel like you have to pee?! You’d place a hand on his arm, eyes wide and locked onto the ceiling. “D-david… David this doesn’t feel normal…” and he’d somehow go harder until that coil snaps and you release that rush of fluids all over him. He’d fucking groan so loudly as you coated his arm and chest. He’d lean down and lick up all he could while you shook like you’d been struck by lighting. “That’s my fucking girl.” He’d praise, crawling on top of you to kiss your trembling lips. He would be so proud and smug knowing he made you do that. His big ego would inflate.

* This man’s dick game is incredible. He doesn’t last abnormally long, probably 5-7 minutes but he makes it count. He also can go probably another 1-2 rounds depending on how tired the both of you are.

* I think his favorite positions are the butterfly (missionary except he is standing while you are on the edge of a surface with your legs on his shoulders), spooning, and doggy. He also likes when you ride him (we will get more into that later).

* In terms of size I don’t think Hesh is some giant dick god, I think he is probably about 5-6 inches. A good amount of girth to compliment the length. Cut. A few prominent veins on it. Nice set of balls to compliment it.

* I think he prefers to give rather than receive but he won’t turn down a blowjob. Suck him off! There was a time where he was running late to leave for a mission because you had stopped him in his room and sucked the soul out of him. He arrived to the plane still adjusting his belt and panting. The Ghosts would tease the shit out of him. His dad would pat him on the back chuckling. Logan would fake vomit in the background.

* This man is willing to try almost anything at-least one. I don’t think he’d be willing to slap your face or anything, but he would definitely spank you when your rear was looking extra fuckable. I think he’d possibly even give you his belt on the rear if you asked for it. Also would do some light choking, nothing too hard but just enough for you to feel his hand on your throat.

* Hesh is naturally dominate. He has always been the leader of the pack, but I believe he would surrender that control every once in awhile for you.

* The first time you had snuck into his room when he was off showering after a mission. You wore one of his heavy duty coats and a pair of sweatpants. When you made it to his room, you stripped down to a set of beautiful black lingerie. Stockings attached to garters, breasts and cunt covered in sheer beautiful lace. You applied some makeup to darken your eyes and make your lips red. When he walked into his room with a towel around his waist, he nearly had a heart attack at the figure kneeling on his bed. “Holy shit— doll what are you—… holy shit..” He would be shocked at what you’re wearing. You’d have to climb off the bed and walk up to him. He’d place his hands on you shakily, eyes blown wide and jaw dropped. He’d guide your shoulders to give him a spin. He would go to cup your ass and you’d step away. He was confused. “I’m in charge tonight, baby. I call the shots.” He would be confused to all hell but would play along. “Doll-“ You’d cut him off. “It’s ma’am to you tonight. On your knees.” He’d sink down to the floor and shake his head laughing. “Yes, ma’am.”

* Tie him to a chair and overstimulate him. Tease him. Make him fucking cry from how badly he wants to fuck you. Seriously just torture this man. He will do the same to you.

* I headcanon you own a vibrator and one day Hesh finds it while looking for something else in your drawers for you. When you come in and see he’s holding it, you’re embarrassed but Hesh is amazed. He had seen them in pornos he watched as a teenager but never would’ve guessed you had one. “Hesh-“ “Why didn’t you tell me you owned one of these, doll?” He’d overstimulate you with that thing until you were on the verge of passing out.

* Tease him in public please. If you’re sitting in the mess with the other Ghost’s run your foot over his bulge beneath the table. Make him sit embarrassed and hard for the remainder of the dinner. Rile him up. When you were taking too long, Hesh would finally stand up and growl. “[Y/N], we need to talk.” And storm out the room. You’d follow him after receiving a wink of approval from Elias.

* He loves anger fucking. If he’s had a bad mission or you’ve teased him, he will pound you into oblivion. He wants to fuck his frustration into you. Piss him off and you won’t be able to walk the next day.

* I think he is both a little jealous and possessive. You are a pretty girl working in the military surrounded by mostly men. He gets internally troubled when he sees you talking to a new recruit. One day, the AC went out and it was hot as hell in California. You were in a black tank top that hugged your curves perfectly and some black trousers. Your cleavage showed a little and while you chugged some ice water Merrick had given you, some water dripped onto your chest. Two new recruits were standing by Hesh watching you and he overhead them. “Damn, I would love a drink of that.” One of the boys said pointing at her while the other laughed and nodded. Hesh’s eyes narrowed and he stormed up to you. Your wide eyes curious as he took the water from you and brought it up to his own lips. The men were confused why their superior was drinking after the pretty girl. Hesh then placed a kiss to your lips. “What was that for?” He would hum. “Just needed to show them you’re mine.” When the AC was back on, he’d make sure to fuck you extra good that and cover you with love bites and hickeys.

* He would never do anything too public that would expose you. He has pulled you into a few supply closets for some groping and sloppy makeouts. Also has pinched your ass or given you a firm feel when he knows nobody is looking.

* Would never be willing to share with anyone else. He’s very protective and the thought of another man touching you makes his heart hurt.

Let me know if you want a part 2! I have so many more for him. Working on headcanons for Logan & Rorke next!

[st4rlady]

The 141 + Graves as nsfw audios

Warnings: Fem!Listener, wet noises, male whimpering, male moans, dirty talking, calling themselves daddy, use of whore, slut, etc. USE EARPHONES FFS.

Make a suggestion for part 2 here

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Simon 'Ghost' Riley:

— You are giving Simon the silence treatment in one if his bad days, now it's time to pay for it. - by u/ProfessorCal

— (Desperated) Ghost needs your touch. - by u/Badjhur

— Camping with the 141 and sneaking into Ghost's tent. - by u/AugustlnTheWinter

John 'Soap' MacTavish:

— Soap hate being called daddy... OR DOES HE?? - by u/AugustinTheWinter

— Taming brat!Soap in an interrogation - u/aasimaraudio

— You convince Soap to go to your parents house for Christmas, now he's feeling naughty. - u/owenscumnival

König:

(if you came into my house thinking this will be UwU shy boi 👉👈 König content ding dong you are WRONG)

— A last moment with König before he travel back to work (slightly feral König) - by u/Feem_Al_Frennly

— König is a (big) teaser :) - by u/wagnerfirst

— Sub!König call you ma'am. multiple times. that's all you need to know. - by u/Texan_Guy

John Price:

— John comforts you after a nightmare. - by u/bestkeptsecret

— Camping with the 141 and sharing a tent with the Captain (ft. Soap's snoring) - by u/Badjhur

— Fucking John in the middle of a party, just where you want him. - by u/Badjhur

Kyle 'Gaz' Garrick:

— Gaz would do anything to help you, including sharing some body heat after a mission in the middle of winter. - by u/GreyFuton

— Even after a rough day, Gaz take care of you. - by u/ProfessorCal_

— Watching a sex scene with Gaz. - by u/AugustInTheWinter

Phillip Graves:

— Graves congrats you on your first mission with the Shadow Company. - by u/ProfessorCal_

— You wake up only to find Phillip between your thighs. - by u/alot-of-axolotl

— Phillip wakes up feeling horny. - by u/notwhorosethinks

I would like to thank all the support and excitement I got for this and I hope you horny asses enjoy it! I promise I tried my best to find the most perfect audios for each of our boys :)

Also would like the clarify that the only reason Alejandro and Rudy aren't on the list is because I got absolutely STUCK and impatient to finding audios for Alejandro, although I did find some for Rudy but figured it would be wrong to put Rudy but not Alejandro. You can't just separate the Vaqueros, right??? (and I was thinking about a part 2 of this since I found SO MANY MORE audios of the others 👀).

Please enjoy and lemme know your thoughts, also feel free to send some asks as well!

**I do not own any audio, all the credit go to the creators and you can find all of them on Reddit and go on r/gonewildaudios for more.**

[legally-dead]

valentines day gift.

(honest to god this was originally just a thing to practice shading latex then I remember 'oh valentines day is close— valentines day is close.' and then I just vomited the doodle to the right lulw)

[amoretteboba]

Keegan, hugs Y/N from behind :

Y/N : Uh

Y/N : Hi?

Keegan : Mine.

[me-is-confused]

Uhh...

Twitch, dearest, why do you recommend me a streamer I'm already following? 😂