Your name is JOHNNY MANIAC
You are currently standing in your RESPITEBLOCK, though it's more like a scene from a SLASHER FILM.
Your entire hive is COVERED WITH BLOOD, but only from the inside, which is SOCIALLY ACCEPTABLE. Some of the blood on your wall isn't though, you've got some VIOLET and FUSCHIA smatterings in there somehow.
Stick it to the woman…? Way to go….?
You are a one troll DEMOLITION TEAM, and you can't seem to stop. You like setting ELABORATE TRAPS around your hive, capturing idiots who decided to poke around where they shouldn't. Oftentimes they are GORED, HUMILIATED, or a sick combination of the two.
That doesn't mean you don't practise the more DELICATE ARTS, like painting.
Sure you might have switched from acrylics to blood at some point. But art is meant to DISTURB THE COMFORTABLE, and COMFORT THE DISTURBED. So you must be doing something right.
you break up…. your harrowing sentences…. in a menacing….. way…. your trolltag is psychoKiller
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Popcorn Fueled Menace
Soap MacTavish makes a habit of fingering you while at the movies.
And he's so smug about it. With that little smirk curling into his mouth while his hand slowly travels up your thigh.
He's methodical. Times it perfectly to the crescendo unfolding within the third act.
Using the cover underneath the massive bucket of popcorn in your lap, he delves his hand beneath the hem of your trousers with a faint growl as he finds you already soaking for him.
Then he gets to work.
Using the tip of his middle finger to rub against your clit. Slow, concentric movements at first. Steadily moving faster and adding more pressure as he feels your thighs clench around his hand.
You remain stoic to his ministrarions. Eyes focused on the screen, jaw locked tightly, and chest only slightly heaving as a strained breath rolls over your lips.
That's the only green light he needs to push forward.
His hand diving further in, plunging his finger into your fluttering hole and letting the thick pad of his palm rub against your pulsing nub.
Perfectly curling his finger inside to caress that sensitive bundle of nerves nestled within your cunt.
This is when you begin to break.
A subtle twitch to the corner of your lips. Eyes glazing over, losing focus on the moving pictures projected before you.
Yet it's your free hand, the one not currently white knuckling the bucket that signifies your encroaching orgasm.
Flying between the seats to grab into the fabric of his jeans. Nails clawing against the denim, desperate for purchase as your walls spasm and pulse around his thick finger. Pulling the faintest of whimpers from your trembling throat as he barely looks more than amused by the action flying across the screen.
Once satisfied with your pleasurably crumbling state, he retracts himself and pulls his finger from the depths of your quivering core.
And being the overconfident bastard that he is, he licks your juices off his finger before thrusting his hand into the bucket of popcorn and carrying on like nothing ever happened.
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I headcanon Soap as being an exhibitionist. This man doesn't give two shits if you get caught.
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me literally at every minor inconvenience ever LIKE ACTUALLY
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