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mindie-arts · 9 months
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Matchies~✨
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yeyinde · 1 year
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CAPTAIN JOHN PRICE
Call of Duty Warzone
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javelinbk · 7 months
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The Beatles performing Twist and Shout at the Royal Variety Performance, 4th November 1963 (x)
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johnslittlespoon · 6 days
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omg it was so hard to pick butttt could i request 1 and 2 from the smut dialogue list (list 3) with buck and bucky!
prompts | "i want to hear you beg" + "arch your back for me" + playing around with smth a little different for their dynamic <33 ~800 words of filth below the cut >:-) this was so much fun ahh thx sm for the request!!
“Oh, baby,” John rumbles appreciatively, sitting back to get a good look at Gale while he rolls his hips languidly into him. “Look at you.”
Golden hair frames Gale’s head on the pillow like a halo, blue eyes half hidden by heavy eyelids, doll–like lashes fluttering each time John sinks his cock in deeper. Messy love bites mark a trail south, scattered across his chest and stomach and increasing in numbers where angular hip bones and soft thighs had just begged for John’s teeth to make themselves at home.
Gale rocks his hips down, dragging his kiss–bitten bottom lip between his teeth to muffle a needy little noise as John’s eyes rake over him. That just won’t do.
John stills, wrapping firm hands around Gale’s thighs where they drape over his own, squeezing gently.
“Keep going,” Gale breathes out, eyebrows knit together in frustration, still trying to fuck himself on John’s cock.
John purrs out a laugh, heart twisting in his chest at the glare Gale shoots him; it’s hard to look intimidating when he’s laid out pliant and pretty and cock–drunk beneath him, but John doesn’t tell him so. He just snaps his hips forward once, watching with satisfaction when the scowl leaps off of Gale’s face as flushed lips fall open to let out a gasp.
“John,” Gale almost, almost whines when he makes no move to continue, lithe hands coming up to wrap around John’s wrists imploringly, and John hums thoughtfully, stroking his thumbs over Gale’s thighs.
“You need something?” He tilts his head, feeling a little thrill at the huff he gets in return.
Gale levels him with an unimpressed look, but the light flush that creeps over his cheeks betrays him.
“I want you to ask for it,” John murmurs. He grants Gale with the smallest roll of his hips to egg him on when he stays silent, and he feels his hands tighten around his wrists.
“Want you to fuck me, John.” 
And oh, that’s something– his cock twitches at the rare vulgarity, and judging by Gale’s sharp inhale, he feels it. But it’s not quite what John’s looking for.
“That’s good, baby,” he praises him, delighting in the way his flush deepens. He leans down, sliding his hands up Gale’s hips as he goes, settling them on his waist. He brushes his lips against Gale’s in a ghost of a kiss, trailing them along his jaw until he reaches his ear.
“But I wanna hear you beg for me, Gale,” he whispers. 
The immediate pressure around his cock as Gale reflexively clenches down has his head dropping into the crook of Gale’s neck momentarily, cursing under his breath. He can’t help but press his hips forward, needing just a bit of relief, sitting back up once he collects himself, determined to keep the upper hand.
“C’mon,” he rasps out, running his hands up and down Gale’s sides, fingers splaying over his ribcage. “I know you can do it, angel.”
Gale does whine this time, high and desperate in his throat, eyes slipping closed to hide from his own embarrassment. But–
“Please, John,” he says, barely above a whisper. “Need you.”
“Jesus, Gale,” John breathes, head spinning. “Good, so good, baby.”
John’s not going to push– that’s already a lot more than he’s usually able to goad out of Gale, and he’s going to unravel a lot quicker than he intends to if he keeps talking like that.
“Arch your back for me, pretty thing,” John prompts instead, beginning to shallowly fuck into him, and Gale does, tilting his head back on the pillow to bare his neck as his spine curves beneath John’s hands.
The sight nearly knocks the breath out of John, and he groans, sliding one hand under Gale to flatten his palm against the small of his back, feeling the way it flexes as he jerks his hips forward.
Gale cries out so sweetly when he really starts driving his cock into him, grasping desperately at John’s arms, face going slack as he finally gives him what he needs, and it gets to John like nothing else, forever dizzy with the knowledge that he gets to make Gale feel so good.
Dragging those pretty noises out of Gale and feeling him tremble because of him is what really does it for John every time, and it’s what inevitably has him tipping over the edge seconds after Gale spills over his stomach with a broken whimper.
John sinks his teeth into Gale’s collarbone just to feel him squirm beneath him as he fills him up, hands digging into his hips, rutting into him like he can bury his cock impossibly deeper, feeling nails scrabble at his back as the softest mewls escape Gale’s mouth.
He laves his tongue over the fresh indents in apology before lifting his head to capture Gale’s lips in a messy kiss, swallowing his gasps and sighs as he gives him a few more lazy thrusts, chest warm and fuzzy and lovestruck. 
John smiles into the kiss, and Gale laughs softly, and god, he’s going to be the death of him.
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hauntedbubbles · 1 month
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Here, have some of my fave Soap stills from MWZombies act 3! 🧼
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issalesnunes · 2 years
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During the next Holmes brothers meeting/case.
Sherlock: So how's your boy doing? I hear he was of great help in the case of the widow Isley.
Enola: First of all, Tewksbury not my boy.
Enola: Second, how is your doctor? I hear you were shot in the previous case, did the good Dr Watson take care of you?
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the-mushroom-faerie · 1 month
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i love how rodney keeps calling john "kirk" when hes very clearly tom paris
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cityzenchick · 4 months
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Good morning to all the John Stones girlies on my dash! 😘 Hope his handsome smiling face (sporting a little bit of thigh bristling stubble) brightens your day 😉🥰❤️
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petty-d4bblr · 4 months
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This is a fairly unique idea. I like it. Matt Ryan always seems to have a wonderful sense of humour, so I bet he's hilarious at Cards Against Humanity... but omg, I think any fans playing that game with him are gonna scar the poor guy somehow!
(Ngl, if it wasn't on his own Insta, I'd presume this was fake AF)
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inafieldofdaisies · 9 months
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OC picrew / Featured:
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Deputy Sabrina Donovan / Savannah Donovan
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Mercedes "Mercy" Sibley (added her EG cross, love how her hair looks in this one) / Deputy Calahan Hartley
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Detective Leslie Parish (sad boy much 🤣) / Detective Oliver McKenzie
Tagging, @poisonedtruth @socially-awkward-skeleton @direwombat @jillvalentinesday @josephslittledeputy @josephseedismyfather @madparadoxum @voidika @adelaidedrubman @chazz-anova @shellibisshe @shegetsburned @corvosattano @cassietrn @trench-rot @aceghosts @theelderhazelnut @strangefable @dumbassdep @florbelles and anyone that would like to do the picrew for their ocs ♥️
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harrisonlogist · 24 days
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i'm afraid they all slayed that day your honor
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yeyinde · 1 year
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You need to stop it right now. I love my edgy masked boys, do not make fall for Daddy Price.........
Fuck
oh, babes. but he does wear a mask 😏
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enniewritesathing · 3 months
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*windmill slams*
yes, Noelle is that small, but if you remember she whooped Connie's ass (iykyk). John and Jacob's dad was built like a shit brickhouse. Elijah is short and his wife, Beatrice is tall (glass of water). Jacob, if he were alive, would've been an inch taller than John. Hilarious in that they're fraternal twins.
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x Some joy from insta this week x
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yallemagne · 2 years
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Seward: “Arthur... I figure I should be straight with you.”
Arthur: “That’s new.”
Seward: “Ye- what. Anyway... remember what you said at Lucy’s funeral? I must tell you... the rest of us also gave our blood: me, Quincey, even Van Helsing.”
Arthur: “Oh, I know.”
Seward: “And I don’t want you to misundersta-- what?”
Arthur: “Yeah, Jack. I figured.”
Seward: “Then... what you said?”
Arthur: “I just find it to be a comforting idea for myself. A bit silly, I know... and I knew it would make Van Helsing uncomfortable.”
Seward: “Art!”
Arthur: “What? He told me you sucked poison from his wound once. And then proceeded to tell me to ask you about it. I figured I’d embarrass him.”
Seward: “... I love you.”
Arthur: “Haha, what happened to being straight with me?”
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