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I hope they fucking do, to mine! 😆😩❤️💕

"Did you know people are masturbating to your smut fics-- 🤢" I hope they get twice as wet as I did writing it, mind your fucking business.

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THAT'S MY PRESIDENT! 😍🇺🇸🦅

Worst war monger ever.

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friendly reminder that this blog is pro-life!

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hyperfixation please stay with me long enough to complete the project. hyperfixation do not fade. hyperfixation finish what you started for the love of god

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Witch!johnny who stops by your little cabin for unique ingredients. You own a favorable stretch of land that grows magical flora often enough for him to make the trek out.

In return he makes helpful little brews for you. Elixirs to fight illnesses and potions to ward off beasts. He drops of your usual supply, and you get to work reapplying the necessary potions, but one of them smells a bit off. You dont think anything of it, until youre struck with a sudden heavy fever that night.

The kind that has you notifying soap in a panic, having him arrive at your doorstep late into the night looking put-together. You'd think it suspicious how he seemed to anticipate your call were it not for the burning in your stomach.

Forgetting your original plan of an antidote when you notice just how amazing johnny smells, pulling him into your bed with a tight grip. Somewhere between the third and fifth round soap tells you he "accidentally" brewed an aphrodisiac, and the only way to get rid of it was to work it out of your system.

Poor little johnny insists he wont be able to keep up with the days of affect the potion will have on you! You dont mind him calling some friends to help, right?

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IM WITH TRUMP 🇺🇸🦅😎

Woot woot!!!! 😍❤️

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reblog if you’re a sick fuck

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*cough cough* KONIG!!! *cough cough

The worst characters are the ones were you only get like three pieces of lore about them but the lore is so fascinating and hits your brain at just the right angle to have you behaving like a feral dog in front of your conspiracy theory cork board

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hold

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Soap gets one of those Bluetooth connected dildo/fleshlight toys for long distance couples, and asks you to cockwarm your dildo all day, right?

Youre in the kitchen making lunch when it happens. Just a small vibration at first that makes you yelp, but it slowly picks up speed. You wish you had stayed on the couch with your snacks, because in no time the vibrations have kicked up to the point that walking is impossible. Youre bent over the counter, breathing hard as pleasure lances up your spine. The odd sensation of feeling Johnnys rhythm without actually being touched by him is making your mind floaty.

You cum twice before the vibrations stop. Your phone buzzes on the couch, most likely johnny teasing you. Your about to finish making your sandwich, knowing soap likes to take two minutes before going again on a toy, only for the vibrations to start back and full force. There's no build up, and the intensity has your knees buckling.

Johnny must be pent up as hell today, because from there the vibrations only ever stop for a few seconds before continuing. Sometimes they're softer than others, but they always pick up speed to full intensity. Its mind numbingly amazing and overstimulating. You end up crawling back to your couch, unable to stand after so many orgasms. Wrapped up in a blanket, you whine and gasp but dont dare to touch the toy. You'll just have to put up with it until Johnny gets bored.

A thousand miles away, soaps barracks is lively with four men fit into it. Ghost is having his fourth round at the toy, one of the many videos soap has filmed of you plays on a laptop. The fleshlights been stuffed so many times that it has to be tipped out into a trashbin with the sheer amount of cum. Gaz and price eagerly await their turn, while soap occasionally takes a photo or video to send to you later.

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okay look, i LOVE when people write Soap using scottish slang but as a fellow scot i need to inform you guys of this:

dinnae - do not/don’t

didnae - did not/didn’t

disnae - does not/doesn’t

they’re not interchangeable

pls i love the writing i just cannot bear to read one more line of him saying dinnae when you meant to use one of the other two (i’m not saying this to be an asshole, i just feel like u guys should know)

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Well. Its the sex pollen post. Featuring ghost ofc.

Ghost gets hit with some powder or something while dealing with drug smugglers, reports it and resolves to get checked as soon as he can.

He doesnt really need to, though, because the affects become abundantly clear moments later. His whole body sensitive and cock hard where it rubs against his boxers with every step. Ghost grits his teeth and deals with the last of the gaurds, but hes panting into the mic by the end of it. The others assume its just exertion until he practically throws himself into the humvee sporting a raging boner.

You have to scoot into soaps space with the way ghost manspreads and begins stripping his gear. Price pulls out of the parking garage when ghosts tac vest hits the floor. "Fuck- i cant-" hes whining like a dog, and soap audibly gasps when ghost unzips his pants and shucks them just low enough to pull his cock out. "I think- ahhhh shit- i think that was- hm- an aphrodisiac."

Gaz turns around from shotgun to watch incredulously as ghost jerks off. You whistle lowley for a second, eyeing the sheer girth that fills up ghosts honestly large hands "good for you, ghost."

He doesnt seem to even register the compliment, head thrown back in pleasure. Soap makes a sneaky remark about fairness and his own hard cock, but youre too focused on the way precum steadily drips down ghosts cock. "Fuck!" His hips jerk, but nothing more than a few more shiny drops of pre spill out "fuck I cant- it wont-"

Tears gather at ghosts eyes and you have no idea what possessed you, but you reach out and run a fingertips along his slit. "Oh god! Fuck yes! Dont move, please-" ghost grabs you palm, wraps it around his base as thick white spurts paint the back of the driver's seat. The sheer amount of it has soap swearing under his breath.

Ghosts cock is still hot and hard in your hand, and as he begins to rut again you realize two things. He can only cum if someone else it touching him, and he seems to have plenty more rounds in him. He let's out a pathetic whine, and you decide itd be cruel to just leave him like this.

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Found it.

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Its obvious to me when people who post about canaries in mines have never met a canary. Like yeah the miners had a special device to revive the canary because canaries are one of the most adorable creatures on the planet and they make adorable little chirping sounds and honestly probably loved the sounds of machinery and people talking so it was probably loud and friendly with the workers. Whatever though maybe meet a canary sometime and youd understand

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As a chubby girl, I love this sm 😭❤️

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