It Was Bad, You Didn't Stop Crying, You Began To Struggle To Breathe, Your Vision Fading And They Had

Y/N: He said he likes to play catch so I asked him if he wants to catch these hands. He said yes, so I fucking hit him. What is the problem???

Ghost: You hit a general of the United States Army in front of the United States President and the Queen of England. How do you not see the problem?

Y/N: Is it because I assaulted him in front of two world leaders?

Ghost: YES IT’S BECAUSE—

You have no excuse to be silent about the genocide in Palestine.

If you can’t reblog the posts about dead Palestinians, at least reblog posts about the history of Palestine.

At least reblog posts showing art made by Palestinians.

At least reblog posts that show fundraisers for Palestinians, e-sims that you can donate, and the arab.org website that helps you donate to Palestine flr free.

At least reblog posts showing Zionist companies that we need to boycott.

That is the absolute least that we can do for Palestine.

The Palestinians are begging for us to use our voice. Some of them don’t even have access to internet, so their suffering goes unnoticed.

Please. Speak up for Palestine.

Mourn the dead, fight like hell for the living.

Free Palestine.

Hello, I hope you and your family are well. Can you please help me recycle the post on my account? 🌺 And help rescue my family from the war in Gaza? 🙏 Thank you.

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Of course love!

I think it‘s very suitable, so I drew it💀

I’m so fuckin pissed, my grease jar broke. Im madder than a wet hen.

This is money cat. He only appears every 1,383,986,917,198,001 posts. If you repost this in 30 seconds he will bring u good wealth and fortune.

Sub ghost drinking readers milk and grinding against her leg whilst calling her mommy? Love your work!

you know what just for you anon. i’ll pause my game of evade. (i don’t do requests much anymore but.. i’ll take suggestions like @sant-riley riley and @frogchiro, top recommendation tbh) sorry for the tag, will remove if u wish :}

REBLOGS ARE APPRECIATED!!!!

warnings: AFAB!reader, implied pregnant!reader with the lactation itself, Lacatation, sub!Ghost, Mommy Kink,

warm lips latched around your nipple, tongue lapping before suckling. You let out a strangled moan, hand cradling Simons head, tufts of brown hair caught between your fingers.

You didn’t think that the sight of your milk stained chest, black tank top darkened over your nipples, would make Simon go into a frenzy but it did.

You could say you didn’t expect it, but you’re smarter than that. With the way he was on your nipples nearly every night, dumping his load on your thigh or inside of your warm cunt, it unlocked a new, even softer, side of him.

“Baby-Baby- slow down—“ you try to calm the man and his feverish suckling, but to no avail. One hand cupping your left breast while his other hoisted your thigh onto his hip; forcing your other to slot between his strong thighs.

“Hun- Si- it’s not gonna go anywhere. oh!!” a noise of surprise leaves your throat when he nibbles, it makes your eyes roll back with a flutter. His mouth falls open as he rests his forehead against your collarbone, heavy breaths fan against your tit.

He’s almost shy with the way he gently ruts against your thigh, as if he wasn’t allowed to and he was sneaking this in. You scratch his scalp gently, encouraging his actions as you push your thigh against his crotch with force.

A shake in his knees followed with a deep groan before he latched back on and started to suck harder, milk spilling on his tongue, filling his mouth before he takes a large swallow. Nostrils flaring as he breathes in air again.

“That’s it baby, take what you need, mommy will give it to you” His hand on your thigh tightens as he grinds more slowly but deeply on your thigh, peeking between your bodies you spot a large wet spot on his gray sweatpants, right where the head of his cock sits.

“Need- need your pussy- mommy.” His voice is rough but dripping with need. You decide to be a little cruel, simple pay back to how sensitive he’s made your nipples with all the abuse.

“No. Cum on my thigh first.” He whines but complies. His rutting becomes faster, milk spills from between his lips and drips down his chin.

“That’s my good boy, so sweet to me. So sweet for mommy” You can’t lie and say your panties aren’t soaked, cause they are. Whatever spell Simon put on you when he first nursed from you, is still effective weeks later.

The air is hot and stuffy, your head spins as pleasure rocks through your body, like a ship at sea, taking the brute waves head on.

Simon grunts out a curse, before he practically humps your leg like a dog in heat, you look down, wanting to see him cum. He stills and suddenly the dark patch on his sweats gets bigger, quickly running down his length in dark gray tears, his cock twitches freely against the thin material. With each burst of cum came a twitch,

Simon moves again, riding the wave of his orgasm. He pants heavily, groaning when his cock aches for more, remembering the promise of your pussy plays on his mind.

“Good boy, You did so good.” His hand leaves your breast and trails down to your panties, tugging at the elastic. You can’t help but giggle,

“Okay big boy, you earned your reward.”

authors note: i don’t think Ghost talks much when he’s a sub, it’s a very vulnerable place for him, but when he’s dom? that’s another story

(Winged!reader anon) I'm thinking it's set in a world where physical mutations are more normal but still a bit rare. And even rarer in the military. But then a new recruit comes and 141 is just waiting for a plane or a chopper and suddenly a person drops from the ground lol

Just HCs of 141 dealing with a recruit with wings. Whether they're feather or more bat like wings is up to you, size of them as well 😉

Hopefully this is enough info to go off of

OH NICE.

Ok here it is.

(Winged!reader) x squad 141 (monster hybrid AU)

When you had dropped down from the sky, in front of the line of four, five men in front of you, you had wanted to hide.

It wasn't exactly a secret that people like you existed... But it was definitely uncommon. Your big grey white black wings retracting shyly around you. It was extremely close to falcon wings, which was exactly what you were the closest to. You had also inherited of the exceptional sight of the bird.

"Well! That's interesting!" One of the men said.

"WOAH. THAT'S SO COOL" A Scottish accent added.

You blushed and finally let out a small smile.

It took a few days to get used to the base. The new team was nice. You had learnt their names, Soap, gaz, Konig, ghost and Price. They seemed to be quite alright with your physical appearance.

Konig was always mesmerized. He'd sit close to you, eyes shining in wonder. He'd ask very shyly if he could touch your feathers, happily squealing when you'd agree. He was always really careful with the feathers. He liked to pass his finger tips on the edged, feeling the softness of it. With time, you'd give him each feather that would fall from your wings.

Gaz had been more curious about your sight. He had questionned you for hours, trying to satisfy his curiosity. Sometimes he'd ask you to fly over the base as he'd hide, creating some kind of 'where his waldo' in real life. He'd be amazed each time you'd find him so easily.

Soap just wanted to fly. He'd ask you to try and make him fly. It was hard. He was a bit heavy for you. You usually managed to get him off the floor and enough to fly a few inches from the ground. Eventually he'd be so happy of it you'd feel slightly guilty for not being stronger.

Price would often scold them, telling them to leave you alone. He'd be particularly careful to the way others treated you around the base. It was still rare to see hybrids like you, people were curious, scared or plain disgusted. He'd try to shield you from it as much as possible.

Ghost had also noticed it. The way some recruits would side glance you, or the way they'd whisper under their breath. He had taken upon himself to train you. It wasn't easy, he wasn't used to it, but he adapted very quickly. You had felt particularly close to him, when one night, after a training session, you had both walked out to find a pouring storm outside. Ghost had cursed under his breath, taking a step into the rain, expecting to feel the cold droplets. He was shocked to feel no difference, he had glanced up, a spread out wing shielding him from the rain. He had eyed you, as you were unable to do the same for yourself, he had took off his coat throwing it over your head and walking you back to the baracks.

With time, you had felt at home with the squad. But tile passed and the rest of the base was still weary of you. You felt awful sometimes. The fear in people's eyes... Or the little insults barely audible to no other than you. You sometimes felt horrible, and particularly down.

On a particular bad episode, the boys had grown worried. A little meeting in between soap, gaz, Konig and Ghost took place in one of the common rooms of your quarters.

"do you think they're unhappy? Like a bird in a cage?" Soap had asked.

"i don't think so... She can go out and fly whenever she wants..." Gaz countered.

"maybe snacks..?" Konig asked.

Ghost looked in deep thought, soap trying to get his attention. The man frowned before spilling what's in his mind.

"birds...nest right?" He had let out.

Suddenly little light bulbs had popped over the boys heads. Of course! You missed a nest!

They had hurried up to buy an enormous fluffy bean bag, it barely feet in ghost jeep. Pillows, lots of pillows and blankets to add.

Once they arrived at base they made sure you were out of your room before preparing the 'nest' in a corner. It looked like a little fort, Konig had insisted on adding fairy lights.

When you had walked into your room with price you had blinked a few times, trying to figure out the scenery before you.

"what are you boys doing?" You asked.

"we built a nest for you!" Soap had happily yelled.

"yeah, we made sure it's comfy and cozy" gaz added.

"thought it'd make you feel better..." Ghost mumbled.

You had immediately blushed hiding your face in your hands, wings retracting closer to your body.

Price had burst out laughing, confuse settling on the boys faces.

"what?" Soap asked.

"you built a nest? You guys built a nest? For them?" He had tried to make them understand the situation.

"yes..." Konig had said in a small voice.

"congratulations Y/N... You have now 4 full grown suitors trying to be your mate." He laughed before walking out, the boys gasping as they understood the situation.

After that, they had apologized. You didn't mind, after all you really enjoyed the nest. You often found yourself nest there, reading or listening to music.

When the boys had understood the real situation, they had grown extremely protective of you. Soap had grown jealous of the way you'd shield ghost from the rain or the sun, he'd insist to hide under as well. Eventually you'd end up with three big grown man, shielding themselves under your spread out wings, price scolding them but none moving.

Konig calls you birdie.

Soap calls you feathers.

Gaz teases you calling you 'falcon' 'robin' or 'hawkeye'.

Price calls you his little bird.

Ghost calls you angel, but only when you're both alone.

Women, feel free to continue existing perfectly as you are, you beautiful creatures. Men, you’re on thin fuckin ice.

Yoooo I missed my dose of Effexor and I can tell it. I want night night and a dirt nap so bad. (I will have my dose tonight)