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b1rds3ye · 8 months
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Cod men with an so that has a kink for their gear/uniform …thats all
Anon you are SPEAKING MY LANGUAGE at this rate my obsession for people in uniform is unhealthy but it IS WHAT IT IS ✌️(only price and gaz for this one tho, my brain just ain’t braining for ghost and soap 😩😩)
In Uniform
Characters: Captain John Price, Kyle “Gaz” Garrick
GN!Reader w/ no physical descriptions
Word Count: 1.4 (~700 each)
Genre: Fluff, Smut 18+/MDNI, established relationship
Warning: Smut, 18+/MDNI, No overly dom/sub themes I don’t think? riding + worship (Price), thigh riding (Gaz), if I miss anything, let me know
A/N: This is the spiciest I've ever written (it pales in comparison to the filth I read but reading vs writing is a whole different story WRITING THIS WAS SO HARD ARGH-)
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Captain John Price
Price is not blind. For the sake of professionalism, he doesn’t comment on it, but he can’t help but feel smug when he notices how your eyes trace his chest rig. How it looks almost too small with how it hugs to his chest, the straps that wrap over his shoulders emphasising his thick arms and broad torso. How the extra gear he has to equip gives his already large chest more volume
He will never sacrifice practicality and comfort over visuals on a mission… but if he knows he should just be wandering around base he may just tighten the straps of his gear a little more than usual just so it hugs his form better when he meets you. Just because he’s in a stable relationship with you and a high ranking soldier doesn’t mean the captain can’t have some fun and a little ego boost!
Still, Price is reluctant to test the extents of your uniform kink. His uniforms are often filthy and he can’t imagine anything more repulsive than some crusty blood of the enemy staining the pure haven that is your shared bed. Even after they’re cleaned, there’s a lingering concern that they’re not clean enough
But if there’s anything that John is weak to, it’s you with your hopeful eyes and sweet smile. He’ll triple clean his uniform and he’s ready to for it to join the confines of your bedroom
Even under you, Price prides himself on his restraint. He hasn’t lost the image of a commanding captain, still fully dressed save for the fly of his cargos pulled down just enough to free his cock that is now buried in you. The rough fabric of his cargos leave a pleasant burn against your bare thighs, but it’s nothing compared to the pleasant burn of John stretching you out. You want to move your hips faster, to have him hit the parts you know he can hit perfectly. But no, this night will be slow, cherishing the delicious sight below you.
You shift slightly and you whine at the impossible fullness from within. Distracting yourself from the intoxicating pain you drag your hands along his chest rig. Prying and slipping your fingers into every crevice and bend of straps and pockets, they twitch as an odd aftershock washes through your body. Under your palms John’s chest lifts with every heavy breath. Pressing them flat against his stomach as it deflates, you exhale with him as your relaxing body adjusts to him filling up your every crevice.
John’s hand creeps up to curl around one of your wrists. The plastic coating of his gloves offers a foreign coolness that has your body jolting and you whine as goosebumps coat your burning body.
“Didn’t know you had such a thing for men in uniform,” he simpered, his other hand down to rest on your hip. He idly massages at the plush skin, fingers digging deep down into the layer of muscle. Tilting into his touch, you try and contort yourself to get his hand a little closer to where you’re most sensitive, just that little bit more but he doesn’t relent, his moustache and beard now slightly curved as he watches you with amusement.
“Only you,” you whisper and his next breath is hefty and rugged, accompanied with a satisfied hum that reverberates through his entire being.
“That’s right, sweetheart. Only me.”
You pull your hands back up to his chest rig, you slip your fingers under the securing straps and take a firm grip. Hands dangerously close to his throat, John’s Adam apple instinctively bobs in anticipation.
“Getting handsy, are we?”
“Just need a bit more,” you mutter absentmindedly. You stare at him with blown out eyes. “Can I?”
“Do as you wish.”
Using your grip on his rig, you pull your hips further, feeling him deeper, harder. His hands immediately find purchase on your hips to steady you as you tremor at the new sensation. He only moves with you, his hips offering the faintest of encouragement as he slightly drives them up into you. Once you manage to set a rhythm above him the captain sounds near unrecognisable as he stifles a groan with every tug against his gear.
“Fuck. Just like that, darling.”
Kyle "Gaz" Garrick
Kyle is attentive to you, so he is aware of how your eyes scan his body when he walks past. He never thought that his uniform was particularly attractive or attention-grabbing since literally everyone else wears it, but he’s glowing upon noticing that he can entrance you over what’s merely his day-to-day gear
In low stakes situations, this man is teasing you to hell and back. Not directly though, he’ll never explicitly say he knows you have a thing for his uniform, but just before a mission he’ll have you double checking if his chest rig and gear are firmly secured to his body. Of course, they won’t be, and he’ll ask you to tighten the straps, discreetly flexing the respective body parts all the while
Now you can tell when Kyle’s horny. Instead of immediately shedding his gear to wash up and relax with you, he’ll only get rid of weaponry and any contents in his various pockets but the gear and uniform stays on in a (not so) discreet attempt of getting you just as riled up as he is
“Shit, you look so good.”
You let out a halfhearted laugh that morphs into a sigh as you grind your hips against his thigh. Through the flimsy fabric of your underwear, you swear you can feel everything against you. Each individual fibre of his cargo pants, the ridges of the seams. Even through the fabric you can feel the soft swells of his muscular thigh that you’re seated on.
“You should take a look at yourself,” you praise breathlessly.
Even with clothes on, Kyle looked hot as hell. Still in his gear, it made the slivers of his skin that revealed themselves all the more tantalising. His half-unbuttoned shirt revealing skin covered in a sheen of sweat. Sleeves haphazardly shoved up the arm to reveal his lean forearms, veins pulsating with lust as they hold onto your hips like a lifeline.
“Caught you staring earlier,” he mutters. With those godly arms he wraps them around your back, forcing you to lean into him, sweaty forehead against his.
“Thought you were worried about me, but it was really you I should have been worried about.”
His words are lost on you and he only smirks as your hips move forward and back and forward again with reckless abandon. Each drag of your hips getting more exaggerated, more forceful as you strain against Kyle’s arms that selfishly pull you taut to him.
“Let me… move, dammit,” you huff as you struggle to move in his hold.
“What? Is it bad that I want to be close with the love of my life?” he offers an innocent laugh but his eyes are still trained down to where your hips rhythmically meet his thigh with sinful movements.
Grinding your hips, you grunt unexpectedly as a pointed intrusion brushes against your clothed sex, nipping at where it was most sensitive. Christ, Kyle must’ve forgotten to take out a spare magazine in his cargo pockets. The edge of its hard metal giving a delicious contrast against his thick, clothed muscle, you experiment, trying a new angle to brush your most sensitive areas with his leftover weaponry.
It sends a wave of electricity through your body that has you jerking a knee up, one that brushes against Kyle’s hard on and he whines. His embrace only tightens as he tries to silence himself with his face buried in your chest.
“Shit- do that again,” his words are muffled against your skin, echoing through your rib cage.
With the next roll of your hips you pull your knee up once again. The stimulation against his dick has him instinctively flexing his thighs, and you tremble at the extra firmness in between your legs, the sensation evoking a sound of pure sin from you.
Kyle rolls his head to the side to rest on your shoulder, his ragged breaths burning against the crook of your neck.
“Please- fuck - do it again, love.”
You didn’t have to be told twice.
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sant-riley · 6 months
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I hope my coworker who overheard me talking about the boys and fanfics I read on the clock to out other coworker (one of my close friends) was thrilled he got to hear that for 4 hours straight
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an-inspired-eternity · 8 months
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was someone gonna tell me about how the drake brothers and captain avery are all voiced by the same guy or was i just supposed to find that out on my own
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skylilac · 10 months
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lyrakanefanatic · 9 months
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okay, so we’ve all heard of the new hawthorne brothers book that’s coming out this august, and I just realized that jameson’s father was never mentioned in the books 👀
maybe he’s going to be a new protagonist character?? And since the books are from grayson’s and jameson’s pov, there’s a good chance he’s going to be mentioned a lot. He might be an antagonist tho but I rlly hope not for the sake of jameson lolll
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Some sketches based off an RP between Avi and @xteacupx's Cheshire! The two ended up having a dance-off with the stakes being that Avi join Ches's guild in their favorite RPG game should they win, but unfortunately she handily kicked their ass ✊😔
Fortunately, they ended up coming to an acceptable conclusion!
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libertatias · 9 months
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finally writing my fic about rafe taking sam to new orleans after bailing him out of prison to see What Happened to nate and sam being equally devastated and infuriated and betrayed by the fact that nate is off living his ~normal life and then having a lot of complicated emotions about how he can't possibly fit into this domestic caricature and how can he possibly convince nate to get back in the game so of course he begrudgingly decides to partner with rafe (all the while intending to bail the second he has a compelling lead bc rafe was always a means to an end)
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piastristimtams · 11 months
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you guys i found this picture of oscar with longer hair than ever. and i knew something was off. his hair was TOO long. and i searched for it for like. a day or two. i couldn't fucking FIND IT?? HIS HAIR WAS TOO LONG. (in a good way. fuck hed look so good with hair at that length.) today i had the time to reverse search the damned image and i found out its EDITED it ISNT REAL its FAKE it doesnt EXIST and im HEARTBROKEN.
THIS IS THE EDITED IMAGE IN QUESTION.
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look at his luscious locks. theyre so [redacted] and i wanna [redacted]
ive been going feral at this for longer than i'd like to admit as well.
THIS IS THE REAL IMAGE
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now dont get me wrong. he looks delectable and gorgeous and smashable but ive been bamboozled, utterly baffooned, and fooled.
in conclusion, oscar should grow his hair out to that length for scientific purposes and scientific purposes only, because i said so, as oscar piastri's left kneecap.
thank you for listening to my ted talk
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theincediblesulk · 1 year
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the school i work at will pay $1400 for me to go to a training on the science of reading; even though we don't have ANY pieces of the curriculum that the training uses, but they won't pay to put blinds on my classroom windows like i've asked for the last 3 years.
windows that face into a neighborhood.
windows that i have had people walk past and look in while school was IN SESSION and students were PRESENT in my classroom.
windows that show EVERY corner of my classroom, because they span the whole wall.
windows that we were not able to block when there was an ACTIVE THREAT at the school down the street, but i'm expected to have my 2nd, 3rd, and 4th grade students sit across from when we are on lock down.
windows that would get me fined if I tried to put blinds up myself because it wouldn't be to code.
but they're going to send me to the OG Morphology Training for 3rd-5th grade students at no cost to me.
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romaritimeharbor · 1 month
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IM JOINING THE DRAFF HATE CLUB RAHHH‼️‼️‼️
he does NOT deserve to be called a dad. diona deserves so much better!! she deserves a dad who can protect her, who has enough brain cells to realize that a bar is NOT a safe place for a young girl to work at. she should be going out and being a kid, not obsessing over destroying the wine industry because her father's too busy getting drunk to pay attention to her.
HELL YEAHHH NEW MEMBER 💪💪💪💪
NO. HE DOES NOT DESERVE THAT TITLE. HE NEVER DESERVED DIONA'S ADORATION. HE DIDN'T EVER DESERVE THAT SHIT. he is no father. just some fucking dude who has a daughter he doesn't deserve. she blames everyone else except for him because she is too young to know better. if genshin actually had the capacity to handle trauma maturely and not just be all "haha silly little kid working at a bar trying to destroy the wine industry" about it, i *know* diona would grow up fucked up. having an emotionally unavailable alcoholic parent who cares more about being drunk than recovering is DAMAGING. it fucks you up and makes you bitter. draff does not deserve diona. *KILLS DRAFF WITH MY TEETH* *ALSO KILLS NIMROD WITH MY TEETH* *KILLS ALL THE CREEPS AND ADULTS WHO ARE FAILING TO PROTECT THE MOND KIDS WITH MY TEETH*
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b1rds3ye · 9 months
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Avery do you think ghost would show his face to his partner? Ive seen many diffrent opinions on this and tbh i think he would. I hc him wanting to seperate his private life with his work so he probably doesn’t want his S/O anywhere near his gear or mask situation…u know what i mean? But idk i might be wrong
You and me both anon!! I'm with you, I believe the mask is almost a persona of sorts, it's how there is a separation between "Ghost" and Simon Riley, likely a coping mechanism for all Simon's gone through. But I also think he wears masks as an extra precaution for anonymity and privacy (yeah his file doesn't have his face but better safe than sorry, eh?). It's why at the end of MWII Simon is still wearing a mask with the 141 at a bar (yes they were discussing business but it definitely seemed like celebratory drinks to me)
THAT BEING SAID if Simon finally has a long term partner, he will definitely take off his mask when they're alone. It's a symbol of trust when he reveals his face to you, a level of intimacy that he doesn't even show many of his colleagues (and they have to entrust their lives to each other on the daily).
I'm just torn on how he'll go about it. On one hand, he could entirely separate his personal/dating life, when you first meet you know what he looks like although he may wear the occasional plain face mask in public. Even when you learn he's a soldier, you've never heard of this "Ghost" before and you never will, it's a part of him Simon would rather take to the grave. You know next to nothing about his military life, you'll likely never meet the rest of the task force despite how great they seem - you may hear allegories about them but Simon just needs that separation. You can only pick up pieces from when he wakes up in the middle of the night, drenched in sweat and only you can comfort him, deciphering his broken mumbles all the while.
On the other hand, Simon's military life bleeds over everything, Ghost creates a suffocating blanket over his life that Simon can't fully pry off - even among civilians his face masks carry the motif of a skull. It becomes all he knows, all he can talk about. On the first date, the only experiences he can give is from his past missions. Even when you get closer, Ghost's irrationally terrified that showing his face will put a target on your back. You could do everything together, have promise rings, move in together, open a joint bank account and Ghost still won't show his face.
It'll take a lot of time, but you can teach Ghost of a life beyond the violence that consumed his past. That the whimsy and vulnerability of being an average human comes with benefits that he's never considered before. And that will be the moment, on a quiet night, he'll finally take off his mask and you can't help but smile. Simon's back.
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fulloflovebees · 2 months
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Living my romcom dream of looking like i got stood up at a restaurant when really my friend is stuck in endless traffic
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Yo this is my third day at the aether foundation and somethings really fucked up ab this branch chief bro he keeps BITING ME!!!!
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