#cod ghosts

[cloangi]

It's been a while since last I posted my art

[moonphaseswrites]

keegan as a partner headcanons! (he won the poll and i cant pass up an x reader)

sfw

this man, despite being military, is such a fucking sweetheart. the type of man who will quite literally sweep you off your feet, hushing you softly. hes the human embodiment of a golden retreiver. clingy and protective, yet understands and gives you space.

during the times that he is deployed, despite how exhausted his missions leave him, he makes the time to call and check on you just about every night. it absolutely brightens his day whenever you happen to fall asleep before being able to hang up. listening to your occasional shuffle or noise, smiling before he reluctantly hangs up with a whispered "i love you, good night, sweetheart.".

due to being around riley, and even other service dogs, a lot when on deployment, he ends up getting his own dog to keep you company when hes gone, and one that he can lay and be comforted by when he gets home. even considers making the sweet thing into an emotional support dog after a while when he learns just how supportive she is to the two of you when either is in need of comfort.

enjoys taking off most of his irrelevant gear when he first gets home, tugging his mask up just enough in order to kiss you. pressing a ton of chaste kisses on your forehead as his arm wraps around you to pull you close, eventually giving you a few chaste kisses to your lips.

i dont see him being too religious, especially with his line of work, but he would be the type to not want to rush into anything sexual. he isnt the whole 'wait until marriage' kind of guy, but hed prefer to be together around 6 months to about 2 years and engaged before thinking about tainting your body with his 'sins' from war.

not secretive about what goes on in the field, but tries to avoid the questioning with loving nips and chaste kisses to your hands and forearms. just enough that youll laugh at his actions and let him flirt with you instead.

would never, and i mean never, think about cheating on his partner. hes dated here and there throughout his teens and during his early 20s, but at one point in his military career, he decided that he wanted to find someone and settle down. or at least as much as he could with his job.

he absolutely adores kids, even wants a few of his own little gremlins, but it isnt a deal breaker if you dont want them. if you dont want kids, he wont ask you for any, but will ask about how youd feel with a few 'fur babies' instead.

very respectful, only times he tells you that you cant wear a certain article of clothing or whatnot, is if the weather isnt right for it, but will try helping you alter it instead. keeps an extra jacket or hoodie in his car or sometimes even wears one when he doesnt need it, just in case you need it.

a huge gentleman, this man is such husband material, along side price. holds open doors for you, gives you passenger princess treatment on car rides, gifts you flowers on holidays and your birthdays.

nsfw

when you finally began to be sexual with each other, hes such a little darling. worshiping your body slowly throughout the days, starting off as just little kisses and nips along your jaw all the way down your thighs.

this turns to moving his head between your legs into a semi comfortable position before using his mouth on you, pulling away slightly every so often just to leave kisses against your skin and thighs. using a hand to caress your thigh and hip while the other helps out his mouth, periodically glancing up to see how he was making you feel, despite being able to hear it. never asking for any touch or stimulation in return, youre meant to be treated like the god you are.

before he properly takes you for the first time, he will in fact use a condom. every. single. time. unless you specifically ask him not to. taking time before hand to slide it on while hes prepping your lovely little hole to take him.

unless you state otherwise, he fucks you nice and slow. not the excruciating slow, but the comfortable slow and sensual way. praising you throughout the whole thing, one hand massaging the side of your waist while the other is cupped against your face, fingers hooked under your jaw as his thumb rubs loving circles against your cheek.

almost constant kisses and reassurance come from him during anything sexual, sweet talking you until you slip into a form of sub space. telling you how everything hes doing to you is for your pleasure, so if anything hurt hed stop or adjust until it felt like heaven.

your pleasure always comes first, dont like sex? he doesnt mind, wont even bring it up again unless you ask about it. you just dont like penetration? fine, he will give you head until your needs are satisfied. you need him to pound you rougher or dirty talk? done and done. anything for you.

aftercare usually depends on how your feeling, whether you just want to rest, or if youre awake and clingy.

on good days where youre not too tired, he will run a bath for you and carefully wash you up. usually sliding behind you so you can rest against him while he gets all of the substances off of your skin, gently praising you for how well you did and just how much he loves you. wrapping you in a towel and his arms as he moves you to the bed, helping you dry off before slipping you in some clean clothes and under the covers where he will cuddle you throughout the night.

the days youre practically out like a light, he will leave for a minute for a rag or something to wash you off enough, tucking you underneath the blankets. again, he will curl up next to you, wrapping you between his arms to cuddle throughout the night. pressing chaste kisses to your cheeks, forehead, and the top of your head, whispering about how he loves and adores you more than anything.

[gunnrblze]

[keeg8n]

cod:m just released this keegan skin with long hair. what does it mean for lore☝️

[stargazing-sapphire2]

"Federation!Logan kills Hesh in Ghosts 2"

"Hesh sacrifices himself to save Logan"

Y'all are fucking boring; in my world Hesh frees Logan and they both curb stomp Rorke into the ground and ride off into the sunset because I'm not allergic to happiness 🥰

[howtotwirlaknife22]

Don’t ask don’t tell (NSFW)

Kick x Fem!Reader

Summary: after your private time is interrupted due to a mistake on your part, kick decides to help try and alleviate some guilt.

CW: Smut, MDNI below the cut

AN: a little rushed and not proof read, so apologies for any typos. Consider this my contribution to kinktober 😈

You felt exhausted from the workload of the day. You had been helping Kick with organizing a new project intended for operators to share screens with base during missions. It was stressful as you were working on a three day deadline, and the two of you had been hustling to work out the kinks on the new tech. Coupled with that was the fact that some new recruits had been assigned to the two of you to train on this new equipment. A few of these new recruits had inflated egos that started piss both you and Kick off. Tensions were high all day and when kick told you that he could cover the rest of the updates that day, you were relieved to finally be done with babysitting and technology. You stepped through the doorway to your room, tossing your blue light glasses onto your desk and stripping your hair tie from your head. You ran your fingers through your scalp a few times, sighing as you felt your headache alleviate for the first time in the last 3 hours. You slowly began to pull your shirt up and over your head and tossed it to the side, doing the same with your shorts until you stood in your underwear near your bedside table. You hummed quietly and pulled open one of the drawers, retrieving a small vibrator from it. You needed some self care recently, and seeing as how you didn’t get it often anymore due to the growing war outside, you decided to indulge yourself. Slipping under the sheets, you pulled your panties off of your hips and began to pull up a search engine on your phone. You pondered for a moment as you turned the vibrator on, bringing it to your clit and shivering as you felt the vibrations surge through your core. You suddenly felt a lightbulb come on as you typed in a search on a porn site:

“Masked man”

You felt a bit dirty given your line of work, but working with masked operators daily left your mind wandering sometimes. The idea of anonymity, of not entirely knowing who it was that was behind the mask. Human, or something more? While you couldn’t see who they really were, they could see clearly through you. They could pick you apart and get to know every single detail about you, and you’d still be left with nothing. That made you crave more knowledge. You scrolled through the website’s videos in relation to your search, and you finally picked a video that was titled:

“Girl riding big dicked masked man.”

You bit your lip as you felt the pressure slowly pooling in your lower stomach. It was good enough. You clicked on the video and placed your earbuds in as you began to draw circles around your swollen clit with the tip of the vibrator. You let out a quiet moan as you watched the girl in the video bouncing up and down on a man wearing a ski mask’s cock. You started gently prodding at your entrance with the tip of the toy, feeling the hot plastic sending surges through your body. You continued to switch between the two actions, moaning as you watched the couple in the video switching positions, the man taking his turn on top, holding her face down against the bed as he drilled into her from behind. You held the vibrator to your clit using your thighs to hold it in place and slipped a hand under your bra, gently twisting and circling your nipple. You threw your head back against your pillow, face feeling flushed and heat growing. You could feel yourself getting closer and closer. Just as you felt like you were getting to the tipping point, you heard a loud wrapping on your door. You gasped and scrambled to sit up, quickly pausing the video and removing your earbuds. You felt your heart pounding and annoyance began to build up. What could anyone want at this hour? And why right now? You groaned in annoyance and slung your legs over your bed, grabbing the first loose shirt you saw and your sleep shorts. You decided to ignore underwear entirely since you were planning to finish what you had started after you dealt with the person at your door anyways. You heard another set of loud bangs and you scoffed quietly.

“Yeah yeah I’m coming…” you muttered as you made your way to the door, glancing through the peephole. It was Kick, who stood with his arms crossed and an annoyed expression. You raised an eyebrow. What did he need from you now that you hadn’t already done? You thought as you slowly cracked the door open to the tall man standing there in his full gear, his brows visibly furrowed behind the mask. You tilted your head and gave him the most innocent smile you could manage in the moment. “Yes?” You spoke meekly, a blush still tinting your cheeks. Kick’s eye twitched a little and he took a step towards you, sizing you up and looking you up and down.

“That’s it? Just yes?” He spoke, taking in your features and messy appearance. You raised an eyebrow and felt the anxiety rising for a moment. Were you being too loud? Was the vibrator itself too loud? What was he talking about? You blinked slowly and opened your mouth to speak, but were quickly cut off by Kick once again.

“Streaming porn on the work computers? That funny to you or something?” You felt your heart drop to your stomach. Fuck. You must have still had screen sharing turned on from earlier. You felt yourself heat up in embarrassment and you looked down to the ground, staring at your feet. You refused to meet his gaze.

“I…I didn’t..I..” you tried to find the words to describe how sorry and embarrassed you were, and you could feel yourself beginning to shake. Kick noticed this and raised an eyebrow. He looked behind you into your room and noticed your jostled bedsheets, as well as your undergarments tossed haphazardly across your floor. He slowly started to connect the dots and realized this wasn’t some kind of disturbing prank you were trying to pull, but rather a very badly timed accident. He looked back at you and you locked eyes with him for a moment before tears began to well up in your own. “Please don’t tell Merrick! It was an accident I swear- I didn’t realize that I had screen sharing on still! I swear I thought I turned it off before I left..oh my god, I’m so sorry this is so embarrassing..” you rambled on, apologizing to Kick and pleading with him not to say anything to your superiors about this. Kick thought back through the day and realized that you had in fact switched it off, but he began to inwardly cringe at himself when he realized he switched screen sharing back on while trying to figure out which codes were interrupting signals.

“Ah dammit..” he muttered. “I think this one’s on me, actually.” He mumbled as the realization came to him. You looked up from your hands that were covering your reddened face and you gave him an inquisitive look. He rubbed the back of his neck sheepishly. “Sorry..I think it was actually me who fucked up and put in the wrong code. It must have connected back to your phone when I did that. Just…caught you at a bad time.” You felt relieved when he admitted to his mistake and your shoulders slumped down as you let out a shaky breath.

“Fuck…don’t ever do that to me again. I thought I was about to get a dishonorable discharge for a stupid mistake.” You pinched the bridge of your nose and you could feel the anxiety slowly creeping its way up on you again when you realized that he still saw the video you had been watching. Shit…what if he thought you were some kind of pervert now? “Um…just out of curiosity…how much did you..?” You mumbled, shyly meeting his amber eyes. Kick felt himself growing hotter at your question. Truthfully, he was a little shocked to see you of all people watching such a dirty video. Much less one with such a unique subject matter. He always viewed you as sweet and…vanilla, when helping him with repairs and installations. But the thought of you getting off to something so familiar to him was enough to turn him on. He let out a quiet chuckle when he noticed your shy expression staring up at him.

“Enough to know what you’re into.” He uncrossed his arms and placed a hand on the doorframe. “Masked guys huh?” You felt like you wanted to melt into the floor right then and there. You opened your mouth to speak and took a step back into your room.

“Y-yeah…ha..this is so awkward. I’m so sorry you had to see that. I promise i’ll disable the screen sharing feature on my phone until we actually need it. But…please don’t tell Merrick?” You pleaded once more, still worried about punishment. Kick chuckled and took a step into your room, effectively pushing you further back into your room as well. He closed the door behind him and you shot him a nervous look.

“Don’t worry. I’ll wipe the history from it, and it’ll stay between us. But…I gotta say, I wasn’t expecting that from you.” He chuckled, causing you to furrow your brow.

“You didn’t expect me to..watch porn? I am an adult you know..” This time you crossed your arms at him. Kick smirked under his mask and began to close the gap between the two of you, causing you to stumble back a bit before he reached out to wrap an arm around your waist. You felt your body getting hot at the new form of contact. Kick leaned in and whispered in your ear.

“It’s not that I didn’t expect it. I just wasn’t expecting you to watch that kind of porn.” He gently pressed you back onto the bed by your hips. “Especially when you’re surrounded by guys like that all the time..What aren’t you telling us, hm?” You obediently sat back on your bed, leaning back on your elbows as he leaned over you. You felt your breathing pick up and your pupils began to dilate.

“Kick…what are you..” you began, your breath being taken away when he brought a hand to your cheek, stroking the apple of it with his thumb.

“If you want some help, I’d be more than willing to provide it.” He said in a hushed tone. You couldn’t believe it. Your body felt like it was on fire, and you didn’t want to neglect it anymore than you already had. “Yes..” you muttered. “I’d like that…” and with that, kick smiled and pulled up the bottom of his mask. He leaned in, pressing his lips to yours. They were gentle at first, moving in tangent with your own, before they became feverish and hungry. He bit your bottom lip signaling that he wanted in and you let him, his tongue running over your bottom lip and colliding against your own. You whimpered, and he smirked against your lips. Pulling away, he began to slip off his gear, stripping away each piece until he was in nothing but his boxers and his mask. Your eyes raked down his body, taking in the muscles beautifully carved into his arms and legs, and his v line with a dark trail of hair leading down it. He hummed quietly and tapped your legs.

“Open.” He commanded, and you obeyed. Your legs slowly began to part and he reached for the waistband of your shorts. With a swift yank, he had pulled them fully off your body and discarded them on the floor with your other undergarments. He seemed a bit taken aback that you were already bare, and he shot you a cheeky grin. “Couldn’t even be bothered to put underwear on when you answered the door? You’re dirty.” You blushed, and attempted to close your legs again. Kick had his hands firmly on your knees however, and he tutted. “Im just teasing.” He leaned in closer to plant a gentle kiss on your forehead. “I actually think it’s hot as hell.” He whispered as he slipped a hand up your shirt, causing you to gasp at his ice cold hands. He chuckled as he ran his hands up your navel and under your bra, beginning to roll your nipple between his middle and forefinger. “Sorry doll, forgot to warn you about my hands.” He said as he slipped his hand out from under your shirt, using the other to pull it off of you. You smiled up at him and reached out to run your hands up his torso, settling them at the back of his neck to pull him in for a kiss.

“It’s okay..I kind of liked it.” You whispered as you began to kiss down his cheek and to his jawline, reaching with one hand to pull his mask up for more access before his hand grabbed your wrist gently.

“Uh uh. Mask stays on..at least for tonight. Gotta give you what you wanted, right?” He tilted your chin up to look at him and chuckled when you gave him a pout. He leaned down and kissed your lips gently. “Don’t worry doll, we’ll get there eventually. Tonight though..” You didn’t even realize that he had snapped your bra off from behind you with one hand, and you gasped as it was slipped off of your body and tossed somewhere in your room. The chilly air made your nipples harden, and you blushed as you were now sitting fully naked in front of him. Kick chuckled and moved to sit beside you, tilting your chin up to kiss you once again. He could feel the heat radiating off your skin as he slowly snaked his hands between your thighs. You whimpered as he reached your clit, rubbing small circles against the sensitive nub. You had already been so wet before, and he could easily take you now. But he wanted to toy with you a little more beforehand. His fingers traced down further and he slowly inserted his middle finger into you, pulling it out and gently slipping it back in as a slow pace. You whimpered and leaned back on your elbows as his fingers worked their magic. He added a second and scissored them open inside of you, causing you to moan as his pace began to grow faster. He pumped them in and out, hitting the gummy sweet spot inside your velvety walls. You were now a whimpering mess, your body beginning to shake and jerk with every stroke against your sensitive spots. Kick was fully focused on you and you alone, but he could feel his aching cock straining against his boxers. “Feeling good baby?” He smirked as you whined in response. “You sound like you are.” He used his thumb to stroke your clit as his fingers continued their assault, causing you to gasp and grab his wrist. This didn’t stop him, however, and he began to pepper kisses to your cheek.

“K-kick! F-uck..s’too much…I’m gonna…ah..” you were barely keeping yourself together and could feel your orgasm rapidly approaching. Kick groaned and bit your earlobe gently.

“Come on baby come for me. Come for me.” His fingers were working double time as you felt the cord in your stomach snap, your body releasing itself to the pleasure and your mind clouded by lust. You came on his fingers, body writhing as you let out a shaky moan. Kick’s breathing was a little heavier as he gave you a moment to come down. He gently pulled his fingers from you and pulled them apart to view the sticky strings you had left. “Open up.” He whispered in your ear, and you smiled, opening your mouth as he slipped his fingers between your lips to let you taste yourself. You moaned quietly as you sucked his fingers, making sure to make a show of it for him. He pulled his fingers away and tapped your legs. “Roll over and lay on your stomach doll.” He whispered. You did as he asked and rolled on your stomach before you felt him gently tap your ass. “Raise your hips for me.” You turned to look behind you to see him holding a pillow. You raised an eyebrow.

“What’s that for?” You hummed.

Kick chuckled and began to stroke himself through his boxers.

“It’s gonna make it feel better for the both of us. Now raise your hips.” He gave another firm swat to your ass causing you to yelp. You did as he asked and raised your hips to let him slip the pillow underneath your pelvis. You blushed as you felt a little exposed like this, but it was quickly snubbed out as you turned to see Kick slipping off his boxers and letting his rock hard cock spring out. You practically drooled at the sight, and kick gave himself a few lazy strokes.

“Condoms?” He questioned.

You bit your lip and tilted your chin in the direction of your nightstand.

“In there. Second drawer.” You mumbled, feeling hot as he leaned over you to retrieve them. You could feel his cock poking against your rear, and you squirmed under him to create some form of friction between your legs. He tore the packet open and carefully slid the condom on, positioning himself at your entrance. He steadied himself with one hand by your head and the other firmly placed on your hip.

“Ready?” He muttered.

“Ready.” You hummed, wiggling your hips against his playfully.

He slowly slid his cock inside of you, finding little resistance as he had worked you open properly on his fingers. He let out a groan as he began to move his hips, causing you to moan against your pillow. He began to pick up his pace after a few minutes, and his thrusts began to get harder as he pierced his cock into you. You were a whiny mess, and you gripped onto your pillow like a lifeline. He could feel the fat of your ass rippling back against his hips with every thrust, and he began to let his mouth slip. His groans and grunts were the sexiest things you’d ever heard. He laced one of his hands together with yours, using the other to keep him propped over you. As his thrusts became quicker his tongue got dirtier. He leaned in close to whisper to you.

“Fuck…you’re taking me so well baby.” He unlaced his free hand from yours and used that one to prop himself up before his other hand gripped a fist full of your hair. This caused you to moan, and he kissed your face to silence you. “This isn’t even half of what I want to do to you tonight baby…fuck me…” his words caused you to drip down your thighs. You moaned with each hard thrust he gave you, and his grunts became more animalistic with each thrust. “You’re taking me like such a good girl sweetheart..” he began to kiss down your neck as his breathing became quicker. “Fuck…hah..yknow..this is exactly how they were in that video you watched.” He huffed against your ear. You whimpered as you felt the pressure once again building up in your core. His words mixed with his cock drilling into you were driving you insane. You bit your lip as he whispered more dirty things into your ear. “Mmm…fuck. Fuck. I’m getting close…” he groaned out as his thrusts began to get sloppy. You moaned as you felt him brushing against your sweet spot once more.

“I-im close too…” you whined, moving your hips back in sync with his. He gripped your hips at this and began ruthlessly pounding away at your pussy, letting moans slip shamelessly from his mouth. You pressed your face into the pillow and his hand still tangled in your hair yanked it up again.

“No baby. I want to hear you when you come. I wanna hear what sounds those pretty lips make. Now c’mon baby, come for me.” He kissed your cheek and his voice got a little more whiny. “Come for me baby please!” Your eyes began to roll to the back of your head as you felt your body release once more, your mind going blank as white flashes tore through it. Kick gasped as he felt you clench down around him, his own release following shortly behind. The sound of skin slapping against skin reverberated through your room as he gave a few final thrusts before letting out a loud groan when he finally came. Kick collapsed on top of you and you both sat still for a moment, panting and catching you breath. After a few minutes, kick inhaled sharply and slowly sat up, pulling himself from you. You whimpered at the loss of contact and kick clicked his tongue. “Stay here doll.” He said as he left to go and get something from your small kitchen area. You pressed your face into the pillow and hummed quietly. A few minutes later you felt a slight shake to your shoulder. You looked up to see kick standing beside the bed with a glass of water. His boxers were back on and his mask pulled back over his face. “Drink up. Don’t want you getting dehydrated.” He handed you the glass and you took it, smiling gratefully up at him.

“Thank you…” you mumbled as you took a few sips. Kick smiled under his mask and moved to lay beside you. He pulled the covers up and over your shoulders and wrapped an arm around you. You cuddled up against his chest, basking in the afterglow of the night. You tilted your chin up to look at Kick, leaning in to press a swift kiss to his cheek. “That was amazing. Thank you.” You whispered. Kick rubbed your shoulder gently with a small smirk under his mask.

“Oh don’t worry doll, we’re just getting started.”

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Taglist: @blacktacmopsi

[dumpster-artist]

GHOAP 😩🙏🏻

My motivation to get up every morning are these two very gay men.

They're probably a little too close together considering their size difference but let's just pretend soap is standing on his tippytoes :3

[str4ngr]

learning a different way. | [kyle 'gaz' garrick]

𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐤 𝟏 [ 𝐨𝐜𝐭. 𝟏 - 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐛𝐫𝐚𝐫𝐲 ]

cw: suggestive, vulgar writing [my real thoughts about him], preverted behavior/actions/thoughts, public area, college au, tutor! kyle, price mention [hes the prof lmao], fem! reader. notes: first one, yayyy. kinda proofread, mostly not. wc: 515.

you weren't stupid.

failing out wasn't your greatest goal. to be honest, it was probably hot guy who sat next to you in the lecture hall, smart, beefy, and so fucking sweet. acting stupid really couldn't be any easier. especially if it scored you a spot across from him in the back of the empty, old library.

blah, blah, blah. it didn't really matter what he said, kyle, by the way. his lips moved graciously, perfect smile on his perfect, chocolatey skin on hiw perfectly sturdy shoulders. his polo shirt was so nerdy but so hot. who thought that would be a sentence? he was still talking, something about chemical combustion or reactions, or some random noun that didn't really matter. his hands smoothly guided you through his well-organized notebook. god, and how many men have you met with good hand writing?

you were practically fucking him with your eyes, lashes perfectly curled with not waterproof mascara—wink, wink—clueless smile. you nodded along to his detailed explanations, glossy lips smiling up at him.

sure, he had a clean record, but that doesn't mean he always had clean thoughts. because kyle's truth was he fucking hated tutoring, and he also hated sitting in the back of class beside you because prof. price never spoke loud enough for such a big lecture hall. but, it was a gen-ed chem class, who needed to listen? not him. all he had to do was pretend to help you with your notes to just peek down your low-cut top.

kyle really fell for the bimbo act, i mean, how could he not. you really did go from getting perfectly good grades to having prof call you to his office to discuss getting a tutor. getting him as a tutor. kyle also was very grateful for your summer closet. a cute little mini skirt? he licked his lips when you left the table to go sharpen your pencil, eyeing the way your panties peeked out under the absurd length of your so-called 'skirt'.

either way, now kyle was getting to see a lot more than just your panties, and you were seeing veins in a lot more places than just his hand.

sweat beaded down your foreheads as eager lips desperately chased each other. chaotic, mutual lust providing as your only motivations as the dimly lit corner of the old library acted as the oasis to your shared arousal. his hands teased the lacy hem of your panties, your skirt flipped up over the curve of your butt as his other hand squeezes the plush flesh. you hand shifted between your bodies, brushing against the half-down boxers as he grunted into your mouth.

"god, you fucking..."

kyle groaned, not bothering to finish his thought as your breasts pressed into his muscle. your erotic smile and sultry eyes, smeared mascara—told you so—around the corners of your eyes, made any words relevant for a sentence vanish from his mind, solely focused on how blood rushed south in desperation.

turns out both of you learned from each other. physically, at least.

notes: i was going to make a really bad chem joke in this, be grateful i didn't.

𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐭𝐨𝐛𝐞𝐫 | [ 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭; 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟒 ]

[hutchlover69420]

pov I show you the character with the most devastatingly beautiful lore that forever changed my life and you tell me he sucks js bc he's the antagonist

[maymaylyn]

Not hesh giving ✨oldest daughter energy✨

[yawnderu]

''You're such a fucking asshole and—'' Your words are interrupted by a whiny moan when Keegan starts to thrust up, not letting you get distracted by anything despite your rant.

''Yeah? Keep going, baby. Ride this fucking cock.'' You do as he says, getting on your feet to be able to ride him harder and deeper, the tip of his cock hitting your spongy cervix every single time he goes all the way in. One of your hands is on his hard chest for support, while the other one is holding his jaw, keeping his mouth open to hear the downright lewd groans leaving his lips.

''And... annoying. Cocky. Arrogant—'' Each insult is punctuated by you dropping on his cock, walls tightening up even more when you feel him throbbing inside you.

''Horrible.'' You keep ranting about him despite how good he feels inside you, despite the way his fat cock has your lips gripping on him for dear life. He is all of those things and more, but the tension that has been building up to this day was impossible to ignore. You're impaling yourself down on his cock and he's letting you, mouth open slightly ajar and eyes rolling to the back of his head.

''Fuck— yeah?'' He finds the energy to speak despite the way you're destroying his cock, not even thrusting up anymore and simply letting you do all the work. His hand trails up your spine, grasping at the hair on the back of your neck and keeping your head in place, letting you ride his cock despite his rough hold.

His hand lets go only to slap your face, making you ride faster despite the stinging pain. What a fucking asshole. It doesn't take long for you to return the favor, hand coming up to slap the annoying smirk off of his face— and it works shortly, he looks shocked at getting slapped back, yet pure amusement is soon written all over his annoyingly handsome face, seeing it as a challenge.

You know you fucked up when his calloused hands grasp your waist, holding you in place before using his strength to switch positions, now on top of you. His cock thrusts even deeper like this, hitting your cervix over and over at an almost punishing pace.

''Acting like a fucking bitch all day—'' He groans out, words interrupted by the sharp hiss leaving his lips at the way your pussy tightens more around his cock. He looks down at your lips, leaning closer while managing to keep his brutal thrusts.

''Open that fucking mouth, baby.'' You obey, too fucked out to even think much about it. You're barely able to register the way he spits into your mouth before kissing you, tongues wrapping around the other in a disgusting mess of spit. His hand comes up to grope your tit, fingers squeezing and pulling on the nipple every few seconds as he kisses you, ignoring the way your mixed spit is dripping down the corners of your lips.

The air is heavy with the smell of sex and the sounds of your muffled moans, his grip on your body bruising, fingers digging into your skin as he fucks you with an almost animalistic hunger. He doesn't stop making out with you even when his thrusts become even more brutal, spilling into you with a final, deep thrust. His hot white cum filling you up only makes your body tense up, riding out your orgasms together before he collapses on top of you, his weight keeping you pinned to the bed.

''Get off of me, fatass.'' Your protests go ignored, the asshole only making himself even heavier on top of you even when you try your best to get him off.

[yooo-lets-go]

I beg of you, I need more of your COD Ghosts content!! I love your art so much. (And I’d love to see your take on what you think Logan looks like)

Keegan did, in fact, fuck his brother 😔

[gunnrblze]

The Legends Never Die mission summed up

[milomossy]

Apr 2023

Good boys

[aupoe]

Nighttime stress

Pairing: Keegan x F!Reader. Warning: Nsfw, Somnophilia, Porn with plot, Breeding kink, Body worship, Praising, Pervert Keegan, English is not my first language, Keegan is a simp for us, Nakadashi, Obsessive Keegan.  Words count: 3.5k Pic credit: @/callsignmint on tt

Keegan knew he was fucked. 

Waking up in the middle of the night with his cock painfully brushed against the top of his pants. The tip was leaking precum forming a wet patch that could easily be noticed without the lights even on. There was so little stimulation that with each shifting of his legs, Keegan let out a deep groan from the way the cotton pressed down harder on his sore, redden, sensitive tip.  He swore he could cum right at that moment when the fragments of the dream slowly pieced together in his brain. You looked so gorgeous, wet and inviting as Keegan felt his cock twitched at the thoughts. 

Being a gentleman as he was. Keegan usually scrambled to the bathroom to jerk off with his little fantasy about you. Hands going up and down in frustration in hope to recreate the feeling of having your cunt wrapped tightly around his member, squeezing out each seed Keegan only had for you.  Sometimes he let his cock get the better of him, making him just start humping onto the pillow as his eyes rolled back into his skull from pleasure. 

But how could Keegan control himself when the first thing he saw while sitting up was your soft, peaceful body next to his. 

Wearing only panties and his shirt which hung onto your body for dear life because of how tiny you're in comparison to his figure. The sight was so inviting that Keegan gulped down his watery mouth unconsciously. The sleeves were pulled down onto your forearms as your left breast spilled out and Keegan welcomed the sight of it very very much. The bottom of the shirt was pushed up, revealing your tummy that he constantly kept his hands on for no particular reason. He loved the texture, the softness so much that it became his stress ball once he got home from work. Oh to be able to hold it right now, Keegan could faint from the pleasure.

He let his eyes wander before moving downward, staring at your thighs and the little panties that worked its best to keep your cunt from spilling out the side. Those thighs that he repeatedly requested to lay on or even better, squished between now were bare for only him to see. He remembered the time when he could kiss them, bite them, show them his love and desires as he held you down from squirming away from pleasure. It was and will forever be his greatest achievement, marking you up with bites after bites, kisses after kisses when your eyes rolled back into your head, tongue stuck out so he could lean in and kiss you 'till his heart content. 

All those horny thoughts only worsened his condition right now as Keegan felt his cock twitch violently. He groaned as he moved slowly to sit up on your left.  He watched as your chest raised up and down steadily, taking in as much air as you wanted, completely oblivious to how hot and bothered your boyfriend was. That face, that innocent, peaceful face, Keegan swore he could just jerk off to your sleepy face with no issue and smeared his cum across your puffy lips, or maybe tried to push them. In which, your hot tongue would obediently licked his cum off his fingers and sucked on them greedily like how he always praised you for. 

In the back of his mind, he can hear the sound of multiple strings snapping while leaning in closer to your unconscious body. Keegan flicked his tongue, letting out a string of curse words as he pinched the bridge of his nose. It's almost like you had him under a leash, like a damn horny dog he was. The more he tried to reason with himself, the more the situation got worse. 

You also want this, right? 

He knew how your brain worked. How many fanfictions you had read about this scenario. How you talked about it with great interest and hid your phone away when he tried to take a peak. He was a gentleman and forever would, if you asked nicely, with your eyelashes fluttering and a reddened cheeks, he would pin you down, kiss your knees and give you the pleasure you always crave for. But the fact that you tried to keep this side hidden from his naked eyes made him even more furious. Maybe it's just the way his horny brain worked right now but for the first time, he felt scared. 

Why distance your true self from him? 

Was he such a terrible lover? 

Has he not showered you with enough love?

Or maybe he was that bad of a fucker that you couldn’t bring yourself to ask him? Was his dick not satisfying you enough?

Therefore, he promised to worship you better tonight. Or just to have a reason to fuck you dump tonight. 

He was shaking when he leaned down closer to your face. Keegan could barely brush your cheeks or hair like he normally would, not because you’re fragile, a porcelain doll like how you would call you, but in fear of waking you up. Keegan swallowed his saliva before pressing his lips on your forehead. He could feel the heat inside of him quickly transfer to your body when his lips connected to your skin. Gosh, he wished that he could spread the heat onto your skin, making your sweats dripped down to the bed, rolling out of your chest as Keegan held you closer to his chest.

Trembling, he moved down onto your lips. Keegan sealed your lips away with a tender delicious kiss. He wanted to push his tongue in, dance around while pushing his saliva in and watch them trickle down from the corner of your mouth. That was his greatest pride. Yet, he let out a hiss as he forced himself to lean back, holding back his desire, dumping them down his throat in order not to wake you up. He was in so much pain, yet for you, he would suffer for eternity. 

As he moved downward, planting various feathering kisses like how you would tease him every time to your neck, collarbones, each of your breasts, tummy, navel. He swore, your skin was so soft that he wished to bite down and mark every inch of your body, taking in the sensation of having your legs around his back, caging him and edging him to go deeper and deeper. You were his drug, his addiction and he would happily comply. When his mouth reached your black panties, Keegan bit down onto the middle and pulled the polyester down to your kneecaps while keeping his eyes on your face, stopping every so slightly when your eyes twitched. Keegan took the black panties in his hand, rubbing the fabric like second nature only to find your slick covering his fingers. The moment his eyes laid on the sight, air quickly escaped his lungs in a sharp gasp. The wet, sticky substance heightening his sense along with the bulge that greedily grinds against the bed sheet as he pocketed the panties for later.  His cock was already dripping wet, precum leaking from the top as he wished it was your hot watery mouth that wrapped around his dick, rather than the cold sheet on both sides of his thighs.

“Fucking hell…” Keegan slurred, shaking his head to keep himself focused on the task. He trailed quick kisses from the feet to your inner thighs. His strong biceps that he trained for hours on end now served its greatest purpose, to hold your thighs apart so he can taste your alluring cunt.

Keegan brought out his tongue, giving your folds a kitten lick before blowing air into your cunt. He watched as your body shivered and chuckled to himself. You’re so hopeless and it’s feeding into his brain, nurturing the desire to fuck you dumb, using you like a cocksleeves exactly how you would beg him to. Keegan thoroughly pushed his index and middle fingers through your puffy lips, he tugged and turned so that a  good layer of your saliva could be seen once he drew his fingers out. With his left hand, Keegan formed a V shape with his fingers to spread your cunt apart, taking in the sight your walls contracted, matching his own breathing rhythm. Keegan pushed his fingers in slowly and your hot, humid walls immediately responded to the sudden invasion by squeezing him harder, making him suck a breath in, almost whimpering due to how delicious your tight hole was milking him in. 

With his fingers scissoring in, stretching your entrance out, his tongue lap around the clit, circling, sucking and biting down on it just to see your body tremble from pleasure. He drank on your juice, letting it drip over and covering half his face while he fucking his tongue in, lapping on every juice that spilled out of your pussy. He made himself a thirsty man, dumb on drinking you up like his finest meal in the middle of the night. Keegan was mesmerized by the taste, salty but yet so sweet like how he had always daydream about. His icy blue watched as your thighs shaken, as he was reaching his own climax. He held both your legs open, keeping his left hand on your thigh, the other holding down on your stomach, pushing it downward as his thumbs rub against your clit. The deeper his tongue reached, the rougher he became and a rhythm was found with his hip thrusting into the sheet underneath him. 

Until he noticed that your walls were clenching more so often that he pulled himself out of you. Keegan wanted you to cum on his cock, not tongue for tonight. Huffing, he looked down and to his surprise, his cock slowly sprang up again, slapping against his stomach as if he didn't just leave a trail of cum shot on the bed a second ago. The white trail led from his knees to almost reaching your cunt. While he was familiar with the sight of his transparent, almost liquid-like cum dripping down from your cavern, to see how thick, chunky and white it was tonight could explain how long he had went without your pussy milking him to the verge of tears.

As much as Keegan wanted to eat you out throughout the night, he, himself, could not control the itching and soreness of his cock, having to cum dry as he gave it a few strokes. Hissing ever so slightly, teeth clenched together each time his thumb touched the angry tip. With a quick, smooth stroke, he pushed the foreskin downward as it stood in its glory. The member was a combination of length and thickness, with a pink mushroom tip and a little bump in the middle that could deliciously brush against your G-spot everytime he pushed himself deeper, or bottomed out. 

Keegan knew that his size was larger than what you're used to, it's proven its power every single time he can get his cock inside of your tiny, small, delicious little cunt. Keegan made it his life long mission to make you feel good on his cock, and only on his. He would whisper praise after praise as he had nothing but sweetness to offer you while his hand ran down your body, squeezing and kneading the soft flesh, addicted to the feeling of your skin spilling out between his fingers. 

Carefully, Keegan lined up his dick with your entrance, his left hand spread your cunt out for him as he watched himself sinking in, slowly disappearing into you. 

“Agh, fuckfuckfuckfuck…..” Stream of curse words fell out of his mouth as the tightness and hotness of your cunt made his brain freeze. The contrast between the cold bedroom and your warm walls result in a speechless Keegan. He fell onto his forearms on either side of your head while biting his lips in an attempt to keep himself silent. He knew how his whimpers and moans did to you, and he was afraid that you might wake up to the sight of him so sensitive that he could not push himself any deeper inside of you. 

Keegan sinked his weight down on your body, pushing it deliciously against the mattress when the heat of our body sent electric shots to his brain.  Thus making him clench down on his teeth, face buried into the  middle of your chest. His lips opened and closed, kissing and sucking the spot lightly as he rolled his hips until he finally felt himself  fully inside you. His angry cock throbbed, he could feel the veins brushed against your humid pussy, making you clench down even harder. In which, making him feel even more dumb and horny. 

His pace wasn't slow, yet wasn't fast as a result of his mixed up brain. On one hand he wanted to brutally fuck you stupid, while the other was scared that he could hurt you. 

He slowed down, bottomed out and pulled his cock out only to witness the of your cunt getting oh so attached to his dick that your meat was dragging off outside with a loud ‘pop’, as if begging not be departed from his cock. Keegan immediately slammed back in without hesitation as he slurred. Mouth watered as he pushed himself forward to trade some of his saliva with yours, mixing them up like cocktails in your mouth before slurping them back down his throat. 

Keegan got himself into a rhythm of just bottoming out, slamming in that he found himself lost in pleasure yet again. The pace got rougher and rougher as he pushed your body upward, back arched up like you were inviting him to destroy your inside. You accommodated him so well, so responsive that he suddenly felt doubt that you're faking your sleep. Because how could you possible asleep with how he was fucking you right now. The room was filled with skin slapping sound, your cunt made a sloppy sound when his dick came back in, the air was humid with the addicting sex smell and the bed cricket ever so slightly. 

His cock continued stretching you out, molding your pussy into a shape that could take in whatever he gave you. Keegan dreamt of rearranging your inside so that he could forever pinning you down and slid your panties off easily like this. His cock would be kissing your cervix again and again. At some point, he was thrilled to think that it might open up widely soon so that he can dump his cum inside while you continuously sucking them in. Your juice overflew, forming a delicious white base around the base of his cock as he watched your cunt flutter open for him. While the tip was teasing your cervix, his little bump in the middle was doing its magic while constantly stimulating your G-spot. Sometimes, he caught your moaning and panting. If he was the person 5 minutes ago, he would slow down but now, he would love to take that risk. Maybe the sight of you waking up to the sudden soreness of your core, eyes filled with shock then shifted into the back of your head when he slammed back in, rocking your body backward had him giggling to himself like a madman. 

His cock exited and entered thus his thrust became more and more sloppy. Keegan could feel his climax in the back of his mind as he held you closer, one hand on your back, pressing your chest onto his as he pounding on your faster and faster than before his cock vibrated violently inside of you. 

"Agh… yes yes, t-taking me in so well, sweetheart. You're so good~... " Keegan slurred as his seed, thick and creamy, spilled out of his cock started to fill you up, painting your wall luscious white. He rolled his hips a bit more, despite his exhibition in an attempt to keep all his semen in your small and tight pussy before pulling out. His hand caressed your tummy as he felt it swell from how much cum he stuff you with as he leaned down to kiss it.

"Oh, fuck fuck so good, so goddamn good" Keegan hissed as he tried to regain his compulsory and release your body reluctantly. The way he laid you down so gently was a great contrast to the man that pounded on you like an animal minutes. But Keegan was so wrong, thinking that this might be the end because the moment he saw your cunt made a slurp sound before dropping globs (?) after globs of semen onto the mattress got his dick hard again. 

"Fuck this shit, you did this on purpose right?  Got me fucking under your spell right, doll?~" He groan, a moan of both frustration and pleasure as he hold your body up, turning your around. Your face was pushed into the pillow and his arms pulled your ass up for him. The sight was so lewd and he was fucking glad to be the only one to witness your body getting destroyed without you noticing. How could anyone imagine that the tough, cold, icy soldier was such a whore for his lover at night? Drinking in their sight or maybe kissing the foot that they step on him. 

His cock throbbed back alive as the sight registered into his brain, transmitting the horny sensation back down to his dick. Giving it a stroke while leaning downward, Keegan kissed your cunt. His tongue moved carefully to collect off the dripping seed in order to push them back inside of you again. He took a big suck in your clit, leaning back not without releasing it with a big, vulgar 'pop'. With one hand holding your ass up, Keegan gathered his saliva and spit on your cunt as well as his cock. He tapped your entrance with his tipped lightly before sinking back in. 

" ‘m-… god, you're still s-so tight doll" Keegan groaned as he held you by the tummy. His head buried into the crook of your neck, inhaling every single scent that you offered him, the other snaked around to hold onto your hip. 

This time he didn't feel shy anymore as he start his pace strong and forward. With each slapped of his balls against your ass, he could feel the bulge on your stomach reappeared and disappeared. His hand pressed down on it more and more aggressively as the pace picked up. 

His semen and your juice now join together in your tiny cunt that he loved so much. His dick glided effortlessly in and out, yet, didn’t exclude the power and strength. Each thrusts brought out a delicious moan from you that made his brain go mush so completely. Though your body had grown familiar with his animalistic thrust, the juice wasn't, as it still flowed out of your holes each time he went deeper. It glided down from your inner thighs to the sheet, or maybe just dropped down like rain. Either way, the sight only fed into Keegan's mind, edging him to manhandle you more often. 

Because would you look at that? Your body was so weak and fragile, pressing against his abs and solid build. He flipped you over and carried you around like a doll while your face remained the pure and naive look, getting more and more horny the more he kissed your cervix with his dick. When you rapidly squeeze around him again, Keegan rasped and pounded as deeply as possible, mouthing at the crook of your neck, kissing all the previous marks that he left on you when he got home. His cock tilted up as he readjusted himself so his hip had the best angle to get you dump. Drools dropped down from the corner of your mouth as the spine of his dick scraped onto your G-spot again and again.

“Look what a lovely mess you’re for me~” He melted on top of you as he kissed off the sweat that trickled from his chest to your back, cleaning you off or just coating you with a layer of his saliva from inside to out. His hand around your tummy tightened as he reached his high, hips sloppily thrust in. Keegan let out a cry of satisfaction when another pump of his loads got released inside of you as your body happily sucked them into the cervix.

Keegan breathed out slowly as his eyes went watery from how overstimulated himself was for you. He kissed the back of your neck again when laying you down, spooning you in his hand. Chest touching your back in a position that he deem would protect you from the outside world threats but not to his thirst for you.

Keegan smiled happily and intertwined their legs together, he brushed your wet hair away from your face. His cock still buried deep inside as he mumbled praises after praises in his sleep.

What a simp..

[howtotwirlaknife22]

Someone please draw Hesh in his boxers laying on the couch eating cereal. It’s just. It’s a neee. (Bonus points if the boxers have some sort of funky print like hearts or bananas or something.)