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mistydeyes · 9 months

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Congrats on the 1k!

I saw the prompt bkack and white photos and literally it's price. Think about it the man is super attached to his bucket hat.

You can't tell me he doesn't have a photo tucked in it. Like he's old-fashioned, so he wouldn't want the boys seeing it (he respects his lady too much for that), so it only makes sense he would tuck it in his trusty hat.

Again congratulations 🎊 👏 💐 🥳 and feel free to ignore this if it doesn't spark anything for ya!

thank you @midwesternwitchery for submitting and the kind words! you literally envisioned what i was thinking like he has a spicy pic of his lady in the brim of his hat and will occasionally look at it when no one else is ;) hope you enjoy!

link to the prompt list and 1k celebration!

prompt: black and white photos (18+) - you take a few photos so they can remember you (and your body) while on deployment

pairing: John Price x fem!reader

warnings: sexual depictions, swearing

a/n: there was actually two requests for this so expect a cute lil continuation of this prompt!

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The day before John's deployment, you always spent it was a home-cooked meal and a good drink at home. You made sure he enjoyed all the comforts before leaving for an indeterminate amount of time. "The pasta and chicken were delicious tonight," he said as he took the plates away from the table. Despite your constant protests, John always insisted on doing the dishes. "Well I have something else you would enjoy," you said and he cocked his eyebrow before you walked off to the bedroom. You soon returned with a scarlet envelope and placed it on the oak table. "Open it," you prompted as you wrapped your arms around his shoulders and leaned down.

Upon the first photo, you could hear his breath hitch. "Fuck," he whispered lowly as he caressed the 2x5 photograph in his calloused finger. A close friend had come over one day and helped you prepare the gift. After the session, you finally developed the series of boudoir photos in color and black and white and placed them within the envelope. It had been weeks since you had them done but you knew it was the perfect time to gift them. The first picture just happened to be one where you lay in front of a painting in black lingerie and a sheer robe. "What are these?" he whispered as he thumbed through the rest of them. He took the time to admire your figure in a variety of settings, from on the bed with the bedsheets draping across your naked figure to you leaning over the makeup table and applying lipstick in the mirror. This was one of your favorites as it perfectly showed your ass in scarlet red underwear. "It's just a little present, for my favorite soldier," you replied and kissed his cheek, "just so you have a reason to come back to me."

With that comment, he turned his head and pulled you into a passionate kiss. By the end of it, you felt lightheaded at the sudden movement. "This," he said as he held up a photograph, "is going to stay with me always." You peered at the picture and realized it was one of you laying on the bed with a delicate white teddy. Your hair was sprawled around your figure and you were flirtatious looking at the camera while biting your lip. "You look like an absolute angel, sweetheart," he continued as he eyed you lustfully. You couldn't help but feel the heat rise in your room and your legs start to shake when he said that. "These are only for me to enjoy," he whispered in a lower tone than before, "now let me enjoy you before I have to only have photographs as a memory." With that statement, you knew it would be a long night as he pushed out of the chair and lifted you to the bedroom.

#task force 141 x reader #task force 141 #cod x reader #call of duty modern warfare #cod mwii #modern warfare 2 #call of duty #mw2 imagine #madebyizzie #john price x reader #price x reader #captain john price #price imagine #mw2 #izzie is writing #izzie celebrates 1k

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hawaiianlove808 · 2 months

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Congratulations to the Cast & Crew for 100 amazing episodes of 9-1-1 🎊👏🎊👏🎊

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harukadrawsthings · 1 year

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Obviously unrelated with the comic I’ve been developing but I couldn’t ignore such an important Anipoké happening that it was yesterday. I’m still recovering from the intense and spectacular final episode of Ash VS Leon battle, it brought me tears on my eyes! I’m super emotional about Ash’s victory that was completely deserved and an evidence of the huge growth of the character in over 1200 episodes and dozens of movies. Ash is now a World Champion, the strongest Trainer of the planet, what a time to be alive!!

🎊Congratulations, Ash Ketchum! You’re the very best, like no one ever was!!! 👏🏆 👑✨

Expect a watercolour illustration soon to also mark this event! ;D

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blueicequeen19 · 1 year

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Congratulations girl! You deserve it 👏 💓 🥳🎊

Can I get #9 with JJ please 🙈🙈🙈

5k Celebration

Warnings: public-ish oral sex

You moan loudly, unable to help it as wave after wave of pleasure hits you, heating deep in your stomach. It was only growing more and more intense with every flick of his tongue.

“Shhh, baby!” JJ hisses from his place between your thighs with your legs draped over his broad shoulders. You grab a fistful of his blonde hair, hearing him laugh before pushing his head back down where you desperately needed him.

“Don’t stop.” You whine, your clit throbbing painfully as his rings dig into the sides of your thighs.l from holding you in place.

“Fuck, you taste so good. I could eat you out for days. I fucking love this greedy little pussy.” JJ rasps, expertly licking and sucking your clit until you’re trembling on the seat of his truck.

“I’m close.” You pant, back arching off the seat as he hauls you closer. You shamelessly grind against his face, not caring about the world seeing the fact that you were spread wide in his front seat while JJ was feasting on your pussy like a starved man, his feet still touching the ground.

“Give it to me, pretty girl. Cum on my tongue.” JJ growls, fucking you with his tongue until you scream.

#smutwarning #outer banks smut #jj maybank smut #jj maybank fic #jj maybank imagine #obx2 #jj maybank fluff #rudy pankow #jj maybank x you #jj obx #5k celebration #blueicequeen19

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code-saturn · 1 year

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Congrats to Barcode for getting into Thailand's Top University!

Barcode: What is this? Passed the interview! Hoohoo!

From him tweeting that he didn't apply fast enough to take the entrance exam:

To now being accepted to Chulalongkorn University's Faculty of Communication Arts!

(He most likely submitted his portfolio and took a follow-up exam. And apparently only 12 people who applied with portfolio got in.)

Here are some of the cast congratulating him:

BC(video): Be fierce, not considerate of anyone. (popular Thai meme)

Jeff: Congrats to this big-boy, the first year student of Chula is very fierce.

BC's reply: Nothing Phi (x3)

Studio on Saturn: Congratulations to the most talented boy😭🎊

Congratulations to the new student of Chula!!

You're a smart boy and you have a lot of talent. No matter what you give in the future, I wish it always comes from goodness and brightness.

BC's reply: Maybe I should host a party at the studio for 3 days and 2 nights (don’t tell Phi Jeff).

SOS: You don't need to keep it a secret. You can turn the AC on and off way more proficiently than me.

Mile: I'm always happy for you

BC: What na? Will you let me borrow a guitar khrab?

Apo: ye ye

BC: kru kru

Us: Very good nong 🫶

BC: Phi, top up in the games for me as a reward? Nevermind, I'm considerate

JJ: Very talented ngod 👏

BC: But I still lost to you in arm wrestling.

Tong: Welcome my junior 😂

BC: Have you finished yet Phi Tong ngub?

#i know i havent posted much #but this gave me so much serotonin that i just have to share it #everybody on my tl was celebrating #we are so proud #he's such a busy boy but he still managed to do this #if you're not informed barcode has been spending a lot of time at studio on saturn #even though he's still in his uniform #he's hardworking he deserves this #barcode tinnasit #jeff satur #jeffbarcode #kimchay #kinnporsche cast #kinnporsche the series

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tonberry-yoda · 1 year

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You know I'm here for the best bok kakyoin but I do just Wana say congratulations on 1000 Jesus that is a huge mark I'm so happy for you it been long overdue for you to hit 1000 and I know you will hit 2000 in no time but rlly congratulations from the bottom of my heart

But for the request I was wondering if you can write a kakyoin x reader fic where the reader ends up healing his wounds from dio but it takes a minor toll on the reader to help him but what it would be like after they help him and stuff .-♡

Again CONGRATULATIONS 🎊 👏

Toll - Kakyoin

notes - OMFG THANK YOU!!! Literally dude, you have been someone who has been here since the beginning and I want to thank you for that. You are so full of surt and love and I literally cannot thank you enough for being so amazing and such a good mutual!!! Thanks again and I really hope you enjoy this lil fic <33333

word count - 348

You had been in and out of Kakyoin's room for what felt like weeks. It had been a rough recovery for him, but you were so thankful that he lived through that whole mess. And he was so tough. He was really pulling through and he was starting to look much heathier.

You, on the other hand, were getting tired. Very tired. You didn't blame it on Kakyoin though, he needed the help and you were more than willing to supply it, but god did it make you tired.

All of this was taking a minor toll on you. You needed to rest, but you told yourself that you wouldn't stop taking care of Kakyoin until he was fully better.

When he was fully better, you had never seen a man so happy. Months it took him to recover. You were nothing but proud. He had been through hell, complete and utter hell, and now he was smiling. You had done a great job, you knew that, but it really was time to get some rest.

"Feeling better, Kakyoin?" you asked, walking into his room with a plate of food. He was sitting at his desk, painting something beautiful.

"Much better," he smiled and took the plate. "Thank you for taking care of my, y/n. It really means a lot." He cupped your cheeks in his hands and rubbed your dark eye bags with his thumb. "You look exhausted though, are you doing alright?"

You just nodded and leaned into his touch. He was so warm.

"Let's get you some rest, okay, y/n?" he walked over and pulled the covered off of his bed and crawled in, making enough room for you. "Come on," he opened up his arms to you and you chuckled. "What's so funny? I want you to get some rest, love."

You couldn't say no to that, so you crawled in his arms and immediately fell fast asleep. There was nothing better than having a boyfriend like Kakyoin who was so willing to take care of you even after everything he suffered.

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pokemonpowergirl · 2 years

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The battle that we've waited over a decade to see has finally ended. Our boy Ash finally defeated the undefeated Sinnoh Champion Cynthia. Congratulations Champion. 🥳👏🎊

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keikoyume · 10 months

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If Enoch and Doctor got into a fight who would win?

Okay let’s see,

Enoch is around 4 meters and I headcanon Doc around that same height.

Both have big strength, they can be ABSOLUTELY stupid as being pretty smart.

So my conclusion is

THE DOCTOR WINS OBVIOUSLY 👏👏👏👏👏🎉🎉🎉🎉🎊🎊🎊🎊🎊🎊🎊

Congratulations to the winner👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏

#ask #anon #kei telling her life #The doctor has the wife privilege so he beats anyone

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shineemoon · 1 year

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Congratulations, Kibum!!!🥳👏🎉🙌🎊

#SHINee #key #kim kibum

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hostilemuppet · 2 months

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Ohhh life imitates art. Clay now has the exact mood currently to make your header true! Congratulations!! 👏🎉🥳🎊🙌🍾🥂

#ask #tdau #........its gonna get a lot worse lets just put it that way

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soleilnomoon · 2 years

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Hhhhhhhooooooowwwww am I only just now seeing this???????? Like, holy shit, congratulations on reaching 500, oh my god that’s a lot! 👏👏👏👏👏🎊🎊🎊🎉🥳

I’d love to put in an order please, I would like a topping of whipped cream and caramel, from the menu options can I please have 1, 4, 8 and 44 and from the secret menu can I get 1 (Eustass Kid I’ve been soft yet feral for this man lately and there’s not enough fluffy smut of him to sustain me)

And again, congratulations!

hiiii (◍•ᴗ•◍)❤ thank you so much omg it's pretty wild i still can't believe it myself lmaooo i am so glad you asked for kid i love him, he's so grumpy 😭🥰️ also i'm terrible at fluff so hopefully this was fluffy enough for you 😊 (also ty for being patient!! 💛)

1.9k words, fem reader, nsfw, 18+, mdni; there's fluff if you ignore all the nonsense he does towards the end, a pinch of angst (i'm a sucker, i can't help it) but nothing wild, kid is bad with feelings, and reader isn't any better 💛; feat. a bit of brattiness, a bit of bruising, kid's a menace & a tiny bit mean, but nothing reader can't handle (obvy). (if u see spelling/grammar mistakes no u didn't 😌)

“whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same.” — emily brontë

gray, puffy clouds float aimlessly across the sky, blotting out the faint orange and yellow light surrounding the slow-moving sun. the air is sticky and moist from the storm last night. with the way the wind is blowing — furious, as if it has a point to prove — coercing the already jaded sea to beat against the victoria punk mercilessly; its waves are persistent, heavy fists that are seemingly more ferocious than they really are.

eustass kid ignores all of that; he ignores the ominous and foreboding winds, ignores the incredulous look you give him when he insists on continuing with his meal, and ignores your protests when you squeal after he pulls the thick blanket off of you.

slinging your arms around his neck, you try to siphon some of the warmth radiating from his body. “you’re impossible,” you murmur in between sleepy kisses, your lips moving against his softly and tenderly, while also somehow manages to give him a burst of energy.

“i thought you were ‘fearless’,” he says mockingly, lips twisting into a sly grin, one that drives you to smack his chest playfully as you roll your eyes. “you can’t tap out now, i’m hungry.”

if you had the energy to fight him, you really would; but kid has a tendency to take all of your snark and sharp words as foreplay, which is exactly how you ended up in his bed last night. an unnecessary argument over a spilled drink and a broken plate — one where he kept goading and baiting, where you fell into his trap without question — that resulted in heated kisses, hurried hands tugging on your clothes clumsily until kid got fed up and ripped them in half. with a flushed face and heaving chest, you called him a beast; he laughed in response, his voice low and husky, as he bent you over his bed and fucked you.

“incredible. absolutely unbelievable.” your words don’t phase him — not that you need them to, you just want him to know that that’s how you feel. “you should probably see a doctor for your condition, y’know.” you sit up and eye him warily, your gaze drifting lower as you take in his erection. “all that vitality can’t be healthy.” it’s a joke that you throw at him from time to time, but sometimes you do wonder how a man like him has that much stamina.

“like i said before,” he reminds you as patiently as he can, his hand grabbing your face to pull you close again, “i’m hungry.” except this sort of hunger has kept him up late at night, where all he can do is angrily fist his cock to keep himself from waking you up again.

you squirm a bit, face heating at his unspoken words — ones that sit heavily between you — goosebumps crawling down your arms as his thumb brushes against your bottom lip. he tugs on your lip playfully, eyelids lowering, voice terribly hypnotic when he speaks again.

“open your mouth.”

it’s not so much of a command as it is a friendly suggestion — but you know better. you let out a soft sigh when your lips finally part and he slides two fingers in your mouth; instinctively, you begin to suck, tongue running flat against their length before you take them in deeper. he’s always very impressed with your skill, with the way you treat his fingers with the same way you handle his cock — graceful movements, soft lips, a very willing mouth and tongue. if he died now, he certainly would do so with a stupid grin on his face.

he hates it, so fucking much.

“enough,” he manages to let out as he reluctantly plucks his fingers away from your beguiling mouth. you look at him curiously even as you hitch your leg around his hip, rubbing against his cock greedily.

“hurry up then.” it’s not in your nature to be openly needy, but lately he’s had you under a spell of sorts, one that coils itself around your body, suffocating any logic that dares to enter your mind. kid lets out a quiet groan when you roll on top of him and grind your hips against his; eager, greedy, but he likes it. even says as much when he slaps your ass and tells you to move faster.

whatever fatigue that cloaked itself around you earlier has disappeared entirely; all you can think about is having him inside you all over again. your pussy glides along his length with ease, your arousal dripping onto him as he bucks his hips up against yours.

“kid,” you whine hopelessly, pausing your movements to look at him — so pretty and so pitiful — blinking as you bite down on your lip. if his pride didn’t continuously get in the way, he’d tell you that you look cute like that, face flushed, lips swollen from kissing him repeatedly. “help me out,” you say softly, nails gently raking down his skin.

you know he’s only doing this to tease you, but you really can’t handle any of that right now. “please,” you add in the end, annoyed with the smug look he’s sporting as he places a hand on your hip.

“now you want my help? i’m touched.” he’s going to milk this for as long as he can, especially when he rubs the thick head of his cock against your folds, earning him a series of soft whimpers from you. “i like seeing you like this,” he says for the fourth time in twenty-four hours; what he means is, he likes when you have to rely on him, likes when you’re so hopelessly drawn to his body, likes when you’re as obsessed with him as he is with you.

telling him off is the last thing on your mind when you finally sink down onto his cock, his girth every bit as imposing as it was hours ago. his grip tightens, more than likely you’ll bruise later on, but it doesn’t matter. you’re too focused on regulating your breathing as you relax, not wanting to overwhelm yourself before anything can happen. similarly, he’s also telling himself to relax, to not act as crudely as his impulses are telling him to act. he lets you take the lead, tucking an arm behind his head, as he watches you ride him.

you move your hips slowly, rolling and grinding until you find a pace you’re comfortable with. your thighs tremble and you breathe shallowly, an ache building in your abdomen, encouraging you to increase your pace. it’s his fault, but you’re the one doing the work; that smug attitude never leaves him, he enjoys seeing you struggle to take him, each roll of your hips more labored than the last.

“c’mon,” he says, orange eyes — sharp and wolfish — landing on yours, making you swallow back whatever retort you had for him. “i know you can do better than that.”

it’s not for lack of trying on your part, you’re just tired and he knows that, but that’s a you problem in his book. and, because you’re feeling bratty, you clench around his hardened length, enjoying the way his face contorts as he fights back a moan. it’s precisely that bratty attitude that he wants to fuck out of you.

your pussy is warm and tight, much more captivating than his hand could ever be, when his grip on your hip tightens, hips snapping upward as he plunges his cock into you deeply.

“don’t complain,” he says in warning, but he knows you won’t, not when he’s rolling so you’re beneath him, pulling out just so he can slam back into you again.

normally, you’d be a little more mindful about keeping your voice down, but you can’t do that when kid gives you brutal strokes like that, your cunt squeezing around him tight enough to put him into a frenzy. his lips are on your neck as soon as you wrap your legs around him, holding him close; he bites you several times over, licking and kissing each spot as he powers into you relentlessly. he’d meant to take it easy, to let you have your way, but you were taking too damn long, and he knows that eventually the rest of the crew will wake, and he doesn’t want to deal with their incessant comments about how in love he is with you.

they’re liars, that’s what he tells himself; it’s what he keeps telling himself when you sigh in pleasure, breasts bouncing as you gladly take his rough thrusts, enjoying the way his cock fills your pussy and the way his balls slap against your ass.

his name falls off of your lips in a chant that increases in tempo and pitch, voice strained as his hips jerks against yours. he’s annoyed with how much he likes seeing your flushed skin — soft and supple, neck and chest littered with marks courtesy of one insatiable eustass kid — and how much he enjoys the way you arch into him when he leans down to kiss you.

your heart is at capacity, you fear — especially because he takes his time kissing you, tongue gliding into your mouth without prompting, sloppily swallowing your gasps and moans, hips knocking against yours as his strokes get shorter and harder. your fingers thread through his hair, tugging on the strands roughly as he chuckles against your lips, the vibrations rippling down your body as a tremor takes over.

because he’s such a generous and kind person, he grabs onto your legs and drapes them over his shoulders as he leans forward, his cock reaching a spot so deep that you start telling him irresponsible things like, i love you and don’t stop, don’t ever stop. it messes with his head, so he tries not to think about it — tries not to think about the way you look at him, as if you actually mean those words. a traitorous flush crawls onto his cheeks and ears; he ignores that too.

instead, kid focuses on the lewd noises that your pussy makes each time he pounds into you; it echoes around the room, the headrest bumping against the wall as kid fucks you remorselessly. again, he marvels at your tenacity, at your soft smiles and breathy moans, finding himself more and more entranced the longer his cock stays inside of you.

kid, quite literally, fucks you senseless; so much that when your orgasm approaches, you hardly see it coming. as your pussy clamps down mercilessly around his cock, you buck your hips wildly, a few tears spilling onto your cheeks, ones that he licks away before kissing you again, his own orgasm finding him shortly after. while he likes pulling out and cumming on various parts of your body, he doesn’t this time; he’s not sure what compels him — although, he’ll somehow find a way to blame it on the gloomy weather — but as his hips slow, as both of you attempt to catch your breaths, you drop your legs, and he brushes some of your hair off your face.

your yawn is contagious, and he finds himself yawning too, reluctantly pulling out but not straying far from you when he lays back down on the bed. you curl up against him, fingers tracing shapes on the palm of his hand; he wants to ask why you do that, why you never seem apprehensive about him or about any of this. but if he ever found that courage to ask, you wouldn’t have an answer for him. it just feels… natural to do so, nothing more, nothing less.

you’re completely at ease, and even though he’d rather die than admit any of this, he feels at home whenever you’re by his side.

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