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#call of duty: ghosts oc
billiousserpent · 2 months
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Man be acting like she didn't have his toes curled in worry
massive art block atm, one of the reason why i just took reference from one of the pics i got from pinterest. wanted to treat myself with a little self inserting
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simonzmama · 11 days
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sugardaddy simon??
simon spoiled you in all aspects of the word. bags, jewelz, shoes, clothes, everything. needed help with this? he’s gotchu mama, dw bout it.
such as now… maybe? his tongue curls against yours, the soft, pink muscle gliding across yours. his fingers slip under the lifting material of your pretty skirt, one he’d bought, one he put on you. he can hear the thuds of your heels slipping off your feet n onto the floor of the car, your thighs climbing to gain more leverage round him instantly.
“ya’ like it, hm?” he breathes into your mouth, referring back to the skirt. his free hand tangles into your hair, nails curling against your scalp as he pulls your head back, watching your neck strain and arch as you stare back at him lowly. the diamonds of your pretty necklace glint under the sun streamin’ into the car, n simon can just barely make out the SR engraved into the heavy sparkling crystal sittin just above the valley of your breasts.
“f-fuckin’ love it, baby,” you cry, your own hands fisting his shirt up. your hips drop, jaw falling open as your pretty cunt swallows him up.
your thighs smush fatty against his, the space in the car seemin’ to grow smaller n smaller by the fuckin’ second as sweat lines your forehead. your hands settle against the seat for balance, hips workin’ up a quicker pace, so desperate to milk this man fuckin dry, so desperate to get that sweet release you’d basically thrown a fit for.
you watch the lines in his aging skin crinkle, brows furrowing every so slightly and his lips all parted. simon can’t lie, havin a pretty young girl ‘round him made his lose his mind, n the fact you were always so desperate to please him made him fuckin’ highhh, euphoric to have to something so precious, so desperate.
“yeah, me fucking too,” he puffs, his fingers gliding up the soft length of your thigh before he’s flipping the front of that lil skirt up. his eyes fixate ‘emselves on the way his cock disappears deep within you. he can feel it too, that’s for damn sure.
his eyes goes rolling back, abs clenching under the lining of plush fat that sits atop ‘em. n with the way his belly’s starting to pull into taut knots, he’s starting to feel that thrill fill his veins again, surprised he’s even lasted this long.
“watch for the damn horn,” he scoffs, throat rolling in on itself as his eyes fog over in a thin trail of tears. “gonna have people linin’ up for they own turn.”
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Soap : "Yeah uhh... sure."
Gaz : *Takes photo* *sends pic to Alex and Farah*
Soap : *Sends pic to Alejandro and Rudy*
*Spreads throughout Urzikstan* *Spreads throughout the Los Vaqueros*
*Somehow the Shadows knows it too idk*
*Somehow Laswell and Price knows last*
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(They're sparring ok 👍)
idk why I drew this but I got a lil' naughty 👁️👄👁️
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yawnderu · 5 months
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''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.
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lettaniko · 2 months
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Small bonus. AU Ghost bodyguard x oc.
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ghouljams · 8 months
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Fuck me. Dilf!fae!Ghost.
You watch Simon bounce your daughter in his arms, humming to her quietly as he tries to settle her down for her nap. You're busy transferring his t-shirt to the drier after some hefty spitup earlier, and you can't say you're disappointed he hasn't grabbed a new one. He looks good with a baby and some stubble, very parental. Oh my god.
Oh my god he's a fucking dilf. A dilf that you get to f on the regular.
"I'm gonna put 'er down," Simon tells you, his voice low enough not to wake the sleeping infant in his arms. Coincidentally also low enough to make you shiver. You don't know if he notices but you don't care. You have bigger problems, like how did you not notice such a major milestone in your man's life? You have to make him and award, you have to give him a reward.
He kisses your cheek as he brushes past you to the nursery and you can't not fuck him.
When Simon comes out of your daughter's room you are on your knees faster than he can get the door closed. Your fingers are already working to get his fly open as he scrambles to get a hand in your hair. You push his jeans and boxers down in one well practiced motion. He's not hard, but you still sigh at the sight of him. Perfect as always, fuck you love his cock.
You press your lips to his stomach, lick the coarse curly hair that trails from his belly button to his cock, and stroke his length with your hand. Simon, to his credit, tips his head back to tap against the door with a sigh. You pull back to spit in your hand, watching him as you work his cock. He's so fucking pretty. Scars, fucked up nose, the softness around his middle, all of him is just gorgeous.
You duck your head to give his balls some attention, rolling your tongue over them before pressing sucking kisses to the sensitive skin. He groans low in his throat, his fingers tight in your hair, almost insistent as he keeps you held close. His balls feel so heavy on your tongue, you wonder when the last time you fucked was. It hasn't been more than a week you don't think but with the baby everything has been so busy. This is well fucking needed then.
You drag your tongue up from his balls to his cock, working around your hand to slick his length. You lap at the head collecting his precum on your tongue before wrapping your lips around him and sucking. Pretty fucking boy, you think watching Simon watch you, his long lashes fluttering as you stroke his cock with the bob of your head. You move your hand to grip his thich as you slide your lips down to the base, moaning around the thick cock down your throat. He stretches you out so nicely. You wiggle your head a little to feel his girth shift, to feel your nose drag through his public hair, to feel the suppressed gag that makes your eyes roll back. God you are made for him.
Made to purr around his cock until he tugs on your hair to remind you what you're supposed to be doing. You ignore the throbbing between your legs in favor of bobbing your head up and down his length. Only pulling off to breathe and spit on his cock, more slick to help the slide of your lips. You roll his balls in your spit slick hand, squeezing them gently as you suck his cock until you feel them pull tight. Then Simon presses you back down to take his cock whole as he bucks down your throat.
"Fuck baby, tha's a good girl, take it all," he groans, spilling down your throat. You swallow, try to keep your eyes on him when you'd really love to be staring at your brain, and let him use your mouth to finish. A few shallow thrusts as he catches his breath and he's pulling out.
You stay on the ground, stick your tongue out to make sure he sees you've swallowed everything. Simon gives you a pleased hum, fucking two fingers into your mouth. In and out over your tongue before he thinks better of it.
"What's this about?" He asks, his voice thick. Oh, you love his sex voice, he could still go another few rounds.
"Congrats on your new status as a DILF," you tell him without missing a beat.
"Mm," he hums, "you want me to call you mommy now?"
"Maybe," you hadn't considered that, this does make you a MILF, huh.
"Alright," Simon crouches and grabs your arm, hauling you up over his shoulder as he stands, "Let's go make another baby momma."
That is a very promising statement.
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alkern · 1 month
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my bebe girl oc with ghosts boys
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victoryverse · 4 months
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simon says*
here it is-->
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He didn't like the idea at first. It seemed to him just like a regular childish game, but when you told him it was horny simon says, the glint in his eyes was unmistakable.
"Horny, you say?"
"Hmm, you can say anything, that begins with Simon says, and since you're Simon, I have to listen"
He nods, gulping down. This should be fun.
"Simon says, unbutton your shirt"
You oblige, unbuttoning it till the front of your chest and your pink lace bra is visible.
"Simon says, stand up"
You were sat on the bed, and get up quickly, standing beside the bed.
"Simon says walk to the table"
You do, walking to the table you have at the side of the room for your work. You face him, and he smirks.
"Simon says turn around"
You do. Easy.
"Simon says bend over"
It's getting interesting.
You bend over quickly, and since the skirt you're wearing is too short for your own good, it rides up.
"Open your hair"
Your hands jerk, almost listening to what he said, and you realize quickly it didn't begin with simon says.
"Good girl"
You can hear him get up, the bed creaks beneath him. He walks to you, smoothening his hands on your ass.
"Simon says spread your pretty legs"
You do, and you can feel him pull your skirt down, till it pools at your ankles.
"Simon says hands behind your back"
You do, and he pulls your panties to the side, revealing your cunt, which is glistening with wetness.
"Remove your panties"
You keep your hands where they are, and he grabs your ass, pulling them down till they're above your skirt.
"Good at listening to orders, aren't you?"
You blush, feeling him unzipping his pants.
"Simon says spread your lips apart, open them to take daddy's cock"
Your heartbeat rises, but you listen quickly, reaching your shaking hands and spreading yourself apart for him. To take him in.
"Good. Look, so wet for me"
His cold hands makes contact with your folds, and you shiver. He pushes a finger inside, making you bite your lip.
"Yeah, that's it, all nice and warm"
His self-control is reeling on the edge, and you can feel it. He pulls his cock out, the length throbbing, leaking precum.
His one hand strokes himself lazily, while the other fingers your tight pussy. It's so hard to stay bent over at the edge of the table, while his finger is making you feel so good. Your legs are shaking, but he doesn't seem to care.
His cock lines up, and he pulls out his finger, spreading your wetness all over his cock, which it will soon be drenched in.
He pushes in with ease, the stretch making you cry out. His hands find your ponytail, and he grabs it, pulling your head back as he pushes into the hilt.
"You're gonna get fucked so good"
He promises and begins his rough pace. His balls smacking with your ass with each thrust in, your moans and cry filling the room as he grunts continuously with how good your warm heat feels.
"So fucking good. Tight and warm"
He spanks your ass, hard. Your eyes fall shut, the sting of it spreading all over, making your toes curl.
"You're gonna cum?"
He asks, as he feels you hushing around him. There's so much wetness dripping down to the floor, it's embarresing. His hand finds your clit-red and swollen-and he begins to rub experienced circles on it while you fall apart around his cock.
"Come for me, then, who's stopping you?"
You do, and it's so good. Your tight walls squeeze him hard, his cock twitching as he feels a rush of wetness escapes you, with your orgasm.
"Jesus, fuck. Who knew you're so horny for me, huh? Could've played this months ago if I knew this made you so wet, listening to my orders? Doing exactly what you're told?"
You're too fucked out to reply. The orgasm was incredible, but the overstimulation makes your pussy tingle.
"Simon, it's too much-"
He stops, his girth inside you, making your mouth fall open. He pulls your head up, asking, "Do you want me to stop?"
You don't, because it feels so fucking good. You feel like you're going to burst.
"No-it feels good, but I'm so close and I feel like I'll burst-"
"You won't burst. You're going to squirt all over my cock, and then you're gonna clean it up with that pretty mouth of yours, understand?"
You nod, and he resumes. Fucking you deep and hard and fast. Each thrust feels like heaven, and you grip the edges of the table, as another orgasm washes over. You definitely squirt, and there's wetness everywhere.
There's so much of it-his cock twitches. But he doesn't want to cum. Yet.
"Good girl. Good fucking girl. Yeah, give it to me, baby. Give me all you got. That's it-squeezing me so good. What-what did I do to deserve you?"
He's rambling, his moans mixed with your name as he praises you for being a good girl. Soon, he's pulling himslef out, and you get up, legs shaking, as you get down on your knees, and take him in your hand.
You pump him hard and fast, and as soon as he twicthes, you take him in your mouth.
"Fuck...-I', coming, I-"
He grabs your head, guiding you as he leaks inside your mouth. You stroke the base of his cock and massage his balls, till he has given you all he has-your mouth full as he watches you gulp it down.
"Fuck, so hot-you can't just do that and expect me to not get hard again"
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@ilovehobi101
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billiousserpent · 2 months
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More doodles. (i don't even know if will I actually post finished art here, I lack the motivation to finish shits atm 😭)
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simonzmama · 22 days
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your fingers dig n tug into his pretty shoulder length locks, head falling back slowly as the back of your skull presses into his feathery pillows, eyes rolling back with it.
a soft groan can be heard from the man between your legs, his fingers digging dents into the hot fat lining your plush thighs. his tongue suckles at the swollen nub of your clit, fingers teasing your sweet cunt open.
simon hisses when you fist his hair in your palm, nails dragging deep into his scalp before you’re pulling and dragging his mouth further between your legs.
his palm slides up your belly, letting his fingers squish at the thick skin before he’s tapping at the valley between your raising breasts.
you peer down at him slowly, jaw falling open as you stare down at him with your wide, sparkling teary eyes.
“up, need it up, mama,” he breathes out against you, his warm breath raising goosebumps over your shaking legs, nipples perking up.
your hands shake, fingers stuttering over the back of his head as you pull his hair up to the round of the back of his head. your hands threaten to fall, the locks of his blonde hair tainted dark brown with an essence you don’t need to question.
his tongue swirls, flicking and teasing your clit as he smirks slyly. his fingers hook between the crease of your ass n thighs as he spreads you further, tongue delving into you like dessert.
your back locks, arching up as you fight to get his hair tie wrapped around the wavy strands of his hair, soft whimpers rolling off the tip of your tongue. n when you finally succeed, your head’s hitting the bed, vision dizzy as you almost slip off that sweet euphoric edge.
“that’s it, mhm, thank you, baby.”
thank my segzzy lil mutual for dis one 🙏 womens got some head 😉
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sleepyconfusedpotato · 3 months
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I got bored 😭
Inspired by this meme!
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yansmachinegun · 2 months
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Ghost w trampstamp😓😓😓
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HEGEGGE I LOVE THESE GUYS (nikto, krueger, gogo(oc))
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temeyes · 2 months
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mister ghost, your heart hands look a bit off tho,,, [photo ref here!!]
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thelaisydazy · 3 months
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Firefighter!Simon Riley x Reader - Locked Out
“Riley! Bad dog!”
You don’t have time to look up before a familiar German Shepherd barrels into you, knocking you to the ground and sending your keys skittering across the sidewalk. 
You sputter as the dog licks your face before a hand grips Riley’s collar and pulls him off you. You wipe the dog slobber from your face and look up expecting to see Simon, instead you see a broad man with a short mohawk, attempting to reign in the overexcited dog. 
“Sorry leannan, dinnae mean fur ‘im tae get away from me,” he said as you started to get back on your feet. 
“S’alright,” you say, brushing off your pants. You give him a quick once over. He's wearing jeans and a tight fitting navy T-shirt with the fire department’s emblem on it. 
He gives you a lopsided grin. “Lek whit ye see, bonnie?” He teases. 
Your face feels warm as you attempt to stutter out a response. 
“I'm only joking, lasso,” he chuckles at your embarrassment. He glances at the bakery door. “Gett’n off yer joab? Ye must be that wee thing the LT acts so sweet aboot.”
You stare at him for several moments, having little idea what he's saying. “I uh… I was just getting off work yeah,” you finally say. “Bakery's closed for the day, sorry.”
“Oh naw, I wasn’t look’n tae buy anyfing,” he said warmly. “Jus’ walkin’ Riley ‘ere.” He stuck a hand out. “Ye can call me Johnny.”
You shake his hand, giving him your name as well. “It’s nice to meet you,” you say. “I don’t mean to rush off, but I need to get home.” You stick your hands in your pockets, finally registering that your keys weren’t in their usual place. You pat your other pockets before looking around at the ground. 
“Whit ye look’n fer?” Johnny asked. 
“My keys,” you say. “I think I dropped them when Riley ran up.” Your eyes scan the sidewalk before spotting the storm drain by the curb. Johnny seems to read your mind as he walks over and looks through the grate. 
“Wee charm oan it?” he asks. 
You groan. Of course your keys had fallen into the storm drain. How were you supposed to get into your apartment now? Your landlord was away on holiday and he hadn’t left a spare behind. He wouldn’t be back until tomorrow night. You’d just spend the night in the bakery, but you’d already locked up for the night and no one would be back until morning. 
Johnny seems to sense your distress as he claps you on the back, knocking you from your thoughts. “Ye can stay wi’ us at th’ station house,” he suggested. “We can even get yer keys oot th’ drain fur ye.”
“I don’t wanna be a both-” you start to say but are cut off by Johnny. 
“Dinna fash!” he beamed at you. “ Nae trouble at all.”
Before you could protest, Johnny wraps a muscular arm over your shoulder and starts to guide you back to the station, grinning to himself as Riley trotted happily next to you. Simon was going to love this.
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As a treat, here's a second one today <3
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mentoskova · 3 months
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Happy Valentine's! Ghost/Val
(oc medic Ghost's girlfriend) belongs to AliaTurin
All the artworks I did so far of them. ^^
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dexonvi · 1 month
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baby
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