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sofasoap · 3 hours
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This brain worm has been bugging me all week.
MDNI 18+
Mechanic Soap who you meet at your local body shop in need of a quick repair to your car's door. It's a hefty dint, needing structural repair and a few layers of paint. You know this and are prepared to face the irrefutable mumblings of a man who thinks you to be just some typical dumb blonde.
Mechanic Soap who doesn't beat around the bush, tells you as is that it'll take a few days to repair the inner framework and add the required layers of paint to make it seamless to the rest of the vehicle.
Mechanic Soap already meeting your standards in someone who doesn't see you as just some woman who doesn't know what she's talking about. Willing to go over, in an overly detailed manner, the mechancis and functionality of the repair and necessities to fulfill such a task.
Mechanic Soap who makes you spill out that you have a vintage '68 Shelby Fastback in your garage that you've been painstakingly putting back together. Peaking his interest while he goes over the cost of the door mend, mindlessly mumbling that he'd be willing to assist in said vintage restoration if you'd let him.
Mechanic Soap who starts hanging around your garage all hours of the day as he tends to the intricacies and overly detailed rehabilitation that had taken you years to achieve. Effortlessly bringing the rusted frame of the muscle car to life, the chassis glistening in the afternoon light as you do your best to attend to his needs while not gawking at his expert hand.
Mechanic Soap who asks for nothing in return for working on such a classic in vehicular engineering. Yet you shower him in nothing but your best of culinary skills. Feeding him after a days work with such delicacies that only a skilled baker could attain.
Mechanic Soap who starts staying hours after the sun had set beyond the horizon, making his way into the intimacy of your home as you regularly extended an invitation for him stay for dinner. Infiltrating your daily life in a way you had never dreamed. Pleading for him to keep you company as weeks steadily turned to months of courting.
Mechanic Soap who shows just how eager he is by splaying you out on your bed. Working you into a pleasured mess on his fingers and tongue before tearing his clothes away to finally bestow you a more thorough experience. His unending stamina on full display as he contorts you into every position known to man. And a few you had never even heard of. Using his well-earned physique to his advantage, pushing you to the limits of ecstasy and more than likely earning a fee noise complaints from your neighbors.
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Mechanic Soap who finally displays his unending talents as he worked his calloused hands over your voluptuous curves. Kneading into your supple flesh as he spread you open to finally take in the feast he had been so desperate to taste. Lapping his tongue between your folds, focusing on your pulsing bud as you writhe in pleasure beneath his expert grasp.
Mechanic Soap who now makes you breakfast every morning before you go to work. Always has the coffee ready, mixed with your favorite creamer and lunch waiting on the table. Sending you off onto your day with a smile that could light up a whole city, and a peck on the cheek that stays with you for the entirety of your day.
Mechanic Soap who came into your life by accident but has now permanently etched himself into your daily routine. You can't recall what your days were like before him, and you dared not imagine them without him.
Mechanic Soap who doesn't buy you a wedding ring. He forges one from the metal bearings of a camshaft. The sparklng gem at the centerpiece is an expertly crafted piece of iron ore, polished and etched to a glistening surface that shines with an iridescence like no other.
Mechanic Soap who doesn't marry you at the altar. He proclaims his vows at a local pub in Glasgow. Whisking you away for a honeymoon in the Scottish highlands where he treats you like a Scottish queen and worships the very ground you walk on.
A happy accident that turned into a life of unending royalties, and you're in no mind to ever want to remove the crown he so helplessly placed on top of your pretty little head.
This is just a bunch of mumbo jumbo. But I had to get it out. Thanks for reading my mindless rambles.
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sofasoap · 3 hours
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Threat
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sofasoap · 12 hours
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MDNI 18+
Soap MacTavish absolutely has a food fetish and an incredible sense of taste. You take advantage of this frequently. Tying him to a chair and wrapping a silken blindfold around his eyes.
You're too eager to get started, and his excitement is already equally apparent by the massive bulge tenting within his pants.
You start easy. Fruits and cheeses that are quickly identifiable. And with every correct response, you reward him with your mouth.
A torrid kiss. Your lips sealing over the flesh of his neck. Dragging your teeth along the deep curve of his chest.
The more expertise the morsel, the better the payoff for him in return.
Sliding your tongue along the length of his torso. Tearing his pants away to glide your lips along the the enormity of his thighs. And all culminating in that last bite that will have you wrapping your luscious lips around his engorged length.
You add in a few more difficult, delectable queries to throw him off and revel in the delicious whimpers that roll over his lips.
Only to give in too easily as you swallow the throbbing flesh of his cock, nearly to the hilt as his swollen tip kisses the back of your throat. Keeping him blindfolded so he can only take in the feel of your drenched and tight mouth around him.
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sofasoap · 22 hours
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Might post the Ghost challenge scenarios this weekend... you guys would like that, right? 😘
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sofasoap · 22 hours
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@groguspicklejar he will warm up to the idea 🤭.. maybe
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POV: you just told Din Djarin that you think droids are cool
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sofasoap · 2 days
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Trying to get Price to stop smoking because you’re worried about him. He only stops because of how worried you are and actually does well for the first couple days (he’s gaslighting himself)…until almost a week passes.
He’s so stressed out and going through withdrawals that he practically threatens the boys to give him a cigarette.
“All of your asses will be strung up with your fucking mics if no one gives me one.”
Safe to say that Price still smokes, the boys beg you to try to not do that again and you just try not to let your anxieties get the better of you.
(Based of that scene in That 70s Show)
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sofasoap · 2 days
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"You cold?"
In the time you've known Simon he's never asked you how you felt. You assume he never gave your comfort much thought. He informed you recently it was because he didn't want to treat you differently than the men around you.
That dynamic changed last night when you fell into bed together.
"A little," you concede.
"Come 'ere." He drags you into the shelter of his warm body, his spot on the mattress already noticeably toastier than yours.
"So what happens now?"
He takes a moment to consider your question, or perhaps he already has and he's drawing a blank the way you are.
"We'll get breakfast, for starters..."
As you nod in acknowledgement, his nose bumps the back of your head. Rather than withdrawing, he snuggles closer.
"...and then we'll figure out the rest."
"You're not worried this will get weird?" you muse out loud, bracing for him to say yes.
"No. We deserve some happiness. Don't think anyone would begrudge us that."
"Do you think they know?"
"Pretty sure they do. Gaz told me to look after ya before we left the pub. Not in a sexist way, but...he cares."
Tears stand in your eyes, but not for shame nor hurt. When he kisses your shoulder your emotions spill. You realize he must have felt the subtle shudder in your lungs as hugs you tighter.
MASTERLIST
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Grogu learns what it means to give your dad a “quick” hand
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Frank Woods
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sofasoap · 2 days
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"Christ, woman."
Ghost kisses you hard, bucking his hips against your wet heat as he processes your less than subtle promise to take him at any time, no questions asked.
If he weren't in the midst of his refractory period himself he would be buried in you at this very moment.
"Would you like it if I got hard while I'm inside you, sweetheart? Or would you rather I surprise you as you sleep? Nice hard dick shoved into your unsuspecting pussy? You'll wake mid-thrust with one of your tits in my mouth, the other in my hand as I tease you into clenching around me before you even know what's happening?"
You swallow hard but don't break eye contact.
"Yes."
He tilts his head a fraction of a degree, caution in his expression.
"Which scenario?"
"Any, all..." You admire his visceral reaction at your confirmation. "...always."
He smiles, tracing his thumb over your bottom lip.
It's going to be a long night.
MASTERLIST
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TASK FORCE 141 | MODERN WARFARE III CAMPAIGN MENU
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Taskforce 141 enjoying some tea time 💕
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POV you’re at a pub and three guys ask you to take a picture and you capture a Ghost on it
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Price pieces, I made this year.
Ao3 I Art portfolio I Instagram I TikTok I Twitter I Masterlist
Commission slots available
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sofasoap · 2 days
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orca doesn't like uniforms, but the uniforms like her if y'know what i mean ;)
(took inspiration from @/wombywoo for the background which I think is obvious lol, it turned out pretty cool!)
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sofasoap · 2 days
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The person I reblogged this from deserves to be happy
I tried to scroll past this. I really did
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nibble (photo ref here!!)
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