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i just know one of the 141 guys sucks mad titties

don’t hate the player (me) hate the game (my thoughts)

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as a redhead who’s obsessed with Fleetwood Mac, i ADORE THIS😭🫶

Your mood boards>>> I need a witchy redhead or just witchy girl x drayl 🙏🏻🙏🏻 preferably one of the later seasons 🫶🏻🫶🏻

RHIANNON RINGS LIKE A BELL THROUGH THE NIGHT

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amen 🙏

i just know they hit that one spot. every time. each thrust.

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brain goes brrrr

He’s body…..he’s so pretty

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blog announcement !!

hi everyone, i’ve updated my blog because i can, beech! new 60s/70s vibes because😍. also, i’ve updated my masterlist and who i write for. i now write for some of TWD characters (im currently on s7😃). if you want to ask for another character, just lmk because im 99% sure i will.

love you all💕

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Two things that get Rick to say the word 'fuck' on TWD:

A compound of cannibals hell bent on killing and eating everyone he cares about

This guy

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YES !! LEWIS AND GAZ SUPREMACY !!!

Me wondering why it's automatically pulsing Kyle's name in morse code whenever I see him:

Also, one of my biggest celeb crushes since 2015:

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Y/N, on the floor: Go on...without me! Soap, crying and kneeling down beside them: No! We can get through this together, just like we always do! Y/N: There's no time! You must defend our honour. Don't let my death be for nothing! Soap, sobbing: I can't do this without you! Y/N: Goodbye, old friend...*goes limp* Konig, whispering to Ghost: They do realise this is just a dodgeball game, right? Ghost, aiming at Soap: Konig, this is war. Show no mercy

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perfect for me // Konig x Tall!Reader

summary: König is used to women who are miles shorter than him…

request: x

word count: 454

a/n: hellooooo! i’m sorry if this is awkward. i’m awkward and i haven’t grown since i was 12 years old. love being 5ft 3😐

She was perfect. Everything I wanted in a woman. Strong, independent, gorgeous and most of all, a tall girl. She looked to be about 6ft 6 of pure, perfectness. The second our eyes locked onto each other's, my heart skipped a beat and my usual tough demeanor shattered and all of a sudden, I was now a shy man. My shyness only increased when she started walking towards me.

“Hello,” she said softly. Her voice was like angels were singing to me, dancing around in my head and serenading me.

“Hallo,” I replied, almost squeakily. Scheiße.

“I’m sorry to just come over like this but I've never met a man taller than me,” her eyes scanned over my body, up and down and back up again. Almost as if she was a laser scanner, scanning me to get a better knowledge of me. Her eyes looked into mine as if she was looking into my mind, where she has already started building a house.

I chuckle nervously at her words, “Ja, I’ve never met a woman that’s a perfect height for me before.”

She smiled brightly at that, her bright smile lighting up my life, “well, I hate to cut this short but i have to find my way around here.”

“I’ll show you,” I blurt, almost way too quickly. Although, she doesn’t look taken aback. Instead, she just smiles and nods.

“I’d love that.”

(time skip)

It has been a week since our first interaction and we’ve gotten to know each other very well. She told me all about her childhood, why she joined the military, why she’s been transferred to KorTac and much more. I haven’t left her side since we’ve met, we got everywhere together - or she goes somewhere and I follow along.

It’s currently midday and we’re just wandering around the halls, one airpod in my ear and the other in hers, her soft voice singing along to Paramore. Just when I thought I couldn’t be wrapped around her finger anymore, she takes my hand in hers and starts dancing around with me, twirling, swaying her hips and having fun. I was looking at her as if she was giving me the universe, my eyes following her every move. I stopped her movements by gripping her hips, my eyes looking into hers as every inch of shyness which once filled me now melting away as I pulled her closer and closer to me. Our lips touched, her plush lips felt like they were made and sculpted just for me. Her lips were sweet, like a smooth caramel or a sugary meringue. I never wanted to part from her, I wanted us to stay this way forever. In each other’s arms.

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stitches // Konig x Medic!Reader

summary: Konig gets injured on a mission. luckily for him, his partner is a medic...

request: x

word count: 689

a/n: my first full length (non drabble) fic on my blog !! i hope you all enjoy it and I'm open to suggestions for my writing (both asks and critiques) in my asks box :P

I hear groans coming from outside the door of my infirmary. I opened it to see none other than my boyfriend, Konig stood there, clutching his shoulder as dried up blood covered his hand. It wasn’t an uncommon occurrence to have Konig visit me in the infirmary with all kinds of injuries from small scratches from brambles and barbed wire to large gashes from knives or deep wounds from being shot. This was one of those times where his injury is on the more severe side.

Despite his large frame and usual high tolerance for pain, the 6’10 giant couldn’t ignore the pain that was oozing from his shoulder. In a hurry to get him stitched up, I immediately ushered him to the gurney inside my room and administered some pain relief via an IV drip, “small scratch.”

I watch him wince from the pain, his face paling by the second, “stay will me, Ko, you’re gonna be okay.” I repeat the same words over and over to keep him conscious. “Talk to me, Ko, tell me about anything.”

“Y-You’re so p-pretty,” he pants as I remove his helmet and mask which makes his hair look all crazy.

“You’ve got helmet hair,” I chuckled and placed an oxygen mask on his face, “Like Rod Stewart.”

I hear him chuckle lowly at my comparison, but his smile very quickly disappears when I begin using a scalpel and forceps to remove the bullet which had evidently lodged itself into the man's shoulder. “Just breathe, I’ve almost got it out. Stay with me, keep talking.”

“It hurts, Maus,” he says at almost a whimper, making my heart break for him. I coo at him and finally, I remove the lodged bullet.

With a quick inspection, I recognise it as a 9x19mm Parabellum bullet, small but painful little fuckers. I put it in the sterile bin and I started cleaning up Konig’s wound, “sharp sting while I clean the site, Ko.”

“Please… go slow,” He says softly. I nod and slow down my actions as I clean the wound, gasps and sharp breaths still coming from his mouth from the pain. I watched his face as it screwed up from the agony. The thing that I always adored about Konig is that no matter how much pain he was in - physically, mentally or emotionally - he would never raise his voice at me. He always used a soft tone of voice and the usual pet names; Maus, liebling, mein engel, and more.

I finish disinfecting the area and I start to stitch it up, making sure to do so with extra precision and caution as the area would be extremely tender and painful. He immediately started groaning from the pain - clearly the drip isn’t doing anything.

The last stitch is completed and I tie it off, “all done,” I say with a smile as I place a bandage over the area to prevent infection or the stitches getting ripped open. The look on his face is complete and utter relief along with a smile of thankfulness. He reaches his good arm out for me, unclear whether he wants a hug or for me to just hold his hand, so I decide on a hug. I carefully hugged him where I wouldn’t catch his wounded area. His arm wraps around me tightly, his muscles flexing as he tightens his hold, almost crushing my lungs. While on missions, Konig is a cold, heartless man, killing anyone who dares to stand in his way but at home with me, he's the complete and utter opposite. He’s always clinging to me, a hand always resting on my thigh, hip or intertwined with my own.

Deep in his soul, he’s a broken and hurt child. A broken and hurt child that was forever bullied for being different. A broken and hurt child that’s deprived of love, searching and yearning for it wherever he can. When he loves, he loves hard, almost too much for his own good. He’s forever stuck between wanting love and believing he doesn’t deserve it but I know he does. I know he deserves love.

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simon & soap are the bucky & captain america of COD. change my mind, i dare you.

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BRO🤭

this man😇

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listen to me…

ghost x military!reader where ghost kills someone then points at reader and says “that one was for you, baby” like how athletes do when they score/win.

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HOLY SHIT !! 1k NOTES ?! thank you all so much!

*taps microphone* testing, testing !! i present… my thoughts…

Laswell had to ban the 141 from playing both Uno and Monopoly as one snowy Christmas day, insults were being thrown left right and centre because Gaz placed down a +4 on top of Ghost’s +4, resulting in Soap squealing like a child saying stuff like…

“YE CANNE FUCKEN DO THAT, YOU WALLY”

causing Laswell to just take the deck away from them and hand the monopoly box to Price as she locks the Uno card away in the no-no cabinet.

monopoly was even worse than Uno as before the game even started, they were all arguing about who gets what piece.

ghost: “i want the car”

gaz: “fuck off, it’s mine”

price and laswell: “stop arguing”

soap: “i’m the wee ducky”

eventually after no less than 10 minutes of arguing, Kate lost her shit and took monopoly away too resulting in a permanent ban of the games and the four men trudged their way to the living room to watch Arthur Christmas while mumbling things about each other

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HELLO I AM HERE FOR MY KEEGAN REQUEST 🫶🏻

So since I wasn’t able to decide weither I should request smut or comfort first, WHY NOT BOTH? 🤭

Slightly drunk!Keegan (because he was at a bar w/ Logan and the rest of the squad) nd user be starting out normal, maybe some cuddling on the couch, then Keegan accidentally grinds against user when shifting his position to grab his drink and gets a boner but is too lazy to do smt abt it so user is like ‘i’ll help’ nd starts fisting him. And maybe after Keegan came once or twice he pulls down users pants nd sees fresh sh cuts and is like ‘wait. Those aren’t supposed to be here’ 🥹

oh. my. goodness.

that is everything i want and need !! i need some mh comfort so tysm for this request ml xx

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400 NOTES ?! I LOVE YOU ALL, THANK YOU SO SO SO SO SO MUCH !!

*taps microphone* testing, testing !! i present… my thoughts…

Laswell had to ban the 141 from playing both Uno and Monopoly as one snowy Christmas day, insults were being thrown left right and centre because Gaz placed down a +4 on top of Ghost’s +4, resulting in Soap squealing like a child saying stuff like…

“YE CANNE FUCKEN DO THAT, YOU WALLY”

causing Laswell to just take the deck away from them and hand the monopoly box to Price as she locks the Uno card away in the no-no cabinet.

monopoly was even worse than Uno as before the game even started, they were all arguing about who gets what piece.

ghost: “i want the car”

gaz: “fuck off, it’s mine”

price and laswell: “stop arguing”

soap: “i’m the wee ducky”

eventually after no less than 10 minutes of arguing, Kate lost her shit and took monopoly away too resulting in a permanent ban of the games and the four men trudged their way to the living room to watch Arthur Christmas while mumbling things about each other

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*taps microphone* testing, testing !! i present… my thoughts…

Laswell had to ban the 141 from playing both Uno and Monopoly as one snowy Christmas day, insults were being thrown left right and centre because Gaz placed down a +4 on top of Ghost’s +4, resulting in Soap squealing like a child saying stuff like…

“YE CANNE FUCKEN DO THAT, YOU WALLY”

causing Laswell to just take the deck away from them and hand the monopoly box to Price as she locks the Uno card away in the no-no cabinet.

monopoly was even worse than Uno as before the game even started, they were all arguing about who gets what piece.

ghost: “i want the car”

gaz: “fuck off, it’s mine”

price and laswell: “stop arguing”

soap: “i’m the wee ducky”

eventually after no less than 10 minutes of arguing, Kate lost her shit and took monopoly away too resulting in a permanent ban of the games and the four men trudged their way to the living room to watch Arthur Christmas while mumbling things about each other