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seeing straight men be disgusted by booktok smut recommenders has actually radicalized me to the side of booktok smut recommenders. girls your taste may be atrocious but i will never disparage you for exposing mainstream discourse to the concept of soaking through your underwear. spent my whole life listening to men talk about penises it’s about time they get jumpscared by women talking about pussy in crude detail on social media. go forth and goon my warriors

Everyone who sees you and Simon has a different idea of who the parasite is. Because it’s got to be one of you, otherwise the whole damned world won’t make sense.

The people who see the way you smile after Simon punches the lights out of someone who hit on you at the bar, the way you heap shopping bags on him without a word– they figure that some conniving, pretty thing has taken an ugly, lonely dog and wrapped it around her little finger to do her bidding. Who would otherwise be with a beast like that unless they were getting something out of it? He’s a bit older, too. You’re probably milking him for all he’s got, and the poor bastard might even be aware, but he’s too desperate to stop it from happening. People have a miraculous way of pitying the thing that disgusts them– as if the disgusting thing ever asked. The disgusting thing would prefer to be neither disgusting nor pitied, but if it had to pick one? It would rather be disgusting.

The people who see Simon’s bruising grip around your waist, the way he grabs you by the hand and pulls you out of establishments, the way he grunts when you dote on him– they think poor thing. Letting a brute handle her like that. She probably has no self respect, thinks that she can’t do any better, is convinced that hurt and love are close bedfellows. Probably has a strained relationship with her parents, if there’s any at all. Probably too scared to leave. Bet he just grabbed the first soft thing he could see when he realized that he needed something to keep inside, to warm his bed, to make his tea, to bear the brunt of his feelings of impotence. You must be helpless and lost. You must cry yourself to sleep sometimes. You must know that one day he might rip something out that you can’t grow back.

In reality, they should be scared of your symbiosis. As if created by the philosopher’s stone, your bond was forged without sacrifice. The ultimate fulfillment in auto-cannibalism is unattainable, but you’ve figured out how to perpetually nourish and consume each other, a two-headed ouroboros. It was supposed to be Adam pulling free his rib to create his woman, not two anatomical dolls sitting on the floor together and exchanging plastic organs. 

You don’t like the pickles and he does, so you get to take your pickles off of your burger and he gets to have extra pickles.

top 3 places to bleed out:

1. the snow

2. your lover/best friend/homoerotic comrade’s arms

3. bathroom floor

made more of these. now featuring Claire and Jody ‼️

What casual fans think SPN is about: fighting monsters

What real fans think SPN is about: free will and making your life yours

more seal soap, but this time he brought a friend 💀

yay!!!!

SPN MOODBOARDS

pre-series deancore

I'm the one who gripped you tight and raised you from perdition.

The very touch of you corrupts, when Castiel first laid a hand on you in hell, he was lost.

Ever since I pulled you out of hell, knowing you has changed me. Because you cared, I cared. I cared about you, I cared about Sam, I cared about Jack. I cared about the whole world because of you. You changed me, Dean.

A quiet nights

Honey, We talked about this.

Soap is a leaver. He will always be the first to leave. Never to be left. He'll be gone before you know it. But they'll get over him. He knows they will. Which itls why it scares him so much when Ghost keeps following

Hope this cheers someone up

Is it a blessing or a curse to fall for a man who bears the weight of nameless sins, a killer haunted by his own guilt?

I mean, isn’t Soap the same as Ghost? They work in the same field and do mostly the same things. Just because Soap has a lighter step doesn’t mean he doesn’t have skeletons in his closet; he isn’t invulnerable to guilt, and maybe, just maybe, he finds comfort in knowing that both of them are damned to hell.

my dad, trying to explain the concept of money to me: say you have a sandwich, and i need your sandwich. but i don't have anything to give you. you're not just gonna give it to me.

me: i would just give it to you.

my dad:

'bout time i drew the otter duo of 141

In need of good vibes so…. Price is ordered to create a 141 social media account to promote military recruitment. He argues against this but is denied.

“Sir, fine, but mark my words: this will not end well.”

He does about 2 (boring, stiff) videos introducing the military and SAS before handing the account and camera over to Gaz, “We’re supposed to be a specialized unit! Not actors! I don’t have time for this bull.”

The next video is just 5 seconds of Gaz smiling dementedly. What follows is a series the upper brass were warned about:

Soap and Ghost introducing a training exercise to nervous rookies then pulling out paint guns and cackling

A drunk Gaz and Soap, singing and rapping “Who Dares Wins”

1 minute of Ghost staring and breathing into the camera

Soap training the rookies only speaking in Scots Gaelic, the rookies are so confused, the video ends by zooming in on one rookie who starts crying

A broken cigar lies on the ground, pans up to a devastated Price just staring down at it

POV of someone sneaking into the rookies rec room to find a puppy pile of about 7 rookies fast asleep

Rookies zooming past at dead runs pursued by a cackling Soap, grenade in hand

POV from sitting on the mats looking forwards at Soap in his little shorts and ridiculously tight tshirt doing his stretches, pans out to show Ghost, Nik and multiple others just horny staring

Ghost standing at attention, big and powerful, directing recruits across the obstacle course, pans to follow Gaz and Soap walking past, without stopping Soap just flips Ghost onto his shoulder and continues on with Gaz, Ghost yelling for the recruits "Go on without me!"

Nik trying to encourage Gaz onto the helo while he backs up making the sign of the cross

the 1 video of Laswell slowly turning to look at Gaz behind the camera is removed an hour after upload

POV looking forwards once again at Soap bent over and riffling in the guts of a humvee in his usual tight jeans, when he stands back and stretches as the camera zooms in on his exposed abs and happy trail, horny English and Russian swearing can be heard

Hashtag “Ghost sightings” is just a collection of short videos of Ghost chilling in odd places: on a roof, the underside of a bunk, in the mess freezers, on top of the gun lockers, Soap’s shower

POV from under a mess table, clear sounds of a foodfight above, Ghost and Soap chilling with Gaz having tea also under the table

Nik just yelling at a group of terrified recruits in Russian, Soap walks by, looks at Nik and says “That’s hot.”, pans out to where Ghost is clearly planning murder

A series of photo’s of the team getting a confused Price to sit in the middle of a couch with some paperwork, then the rest of the team quickly assembling behind the couch, recreating that picture

Ghost just... takes things. Never, ever leave anything unattended

*whispers* tell him it was your guardian angel

Fish Meat

Old artwork of Ghoap AU from Mermay month.

thinking about cuddle fucking with simon on the couch.

the two of you had decided to watch a movie, spend a quite weekend in, just cherishing each other's company. you didn't even realise when his hand had reached under your shorts, and yours under his shirt, tracing patterns on his torso. his hand toyed with the soft skin of your thigh.

and before you knew it you were lying on top of him, shorts pulled down to your ankle, lying on his broad chest with is erratic heartbeat thumping in your ear, it drowns out the slick sound of him fucking your dripping pussy.

his hands on your body are all you can feel, are all you want to feel. one toying with your clit and the other caressing your hip with soft circular movements as his lips pepper kisses your cheek and jaw and your neck.

you think you're going to die because the sheer tenderness of it all. simon is far from soft, but with you he turns to mush. his brain melts.

his touch on your skin is so kind, you don't think you could put it any other way. always so gentle and soothing, it made you feel so warm.

he whispers something into your hear and you whimper, feeling closer than ever, your hands reach for his hips to tug him closer to you, feeling him deeper in your core, his hips jerk into your pussy with short, languid strokes and you whine.

his lips latch onto your neck as you reach your climax and you feel it washing over like a wave drowning you underwater, a loud moan escaping your lips and your nails digging into his scarred skin.

you feel simon follow suit soon, soft groans fall from his lip with his head buried into your neck. you're in a daze as he presses chaste kisses against your temple, whispering 'i love you's, you snuggle into him, burying your head into his chest as you feel him snugly snake his arms around your waist.

© tojisloft 2024

Made these ghoap stickers last christmas for my partner but i think they look cute so im posting them here.

I realized I never posted this one here 🤠 I’m really proud of how it turned out so here you go hehe <3

(Also I created a Bluesky account, let’s meet up there!!)

Soap getting this for Ghost

It ends up being a little too small and tight. It shows a sliver of skin at his midriff

More of my lovely little monster Au. Gaz was fun. :0)

I need to draw them more.

Boyfriend!Soap who just loves his girlfriend. Carries a photo of you with him in his wallet. Also, has a photo of you in a heart frame on his office desk on base.

“Yeah, this is my wife 😼”

Some of his coworkers on base genuinely believe you two are married. No ring, no ceremony, but spiritually Soap is devoted to his missus MacTavish.

Bonus: a rookie was crying over his girlfriend breaking up with him, so in turn Soap did what he does

“Awww man, that’s tuff… my wifey would never!”

Ghoap alt meeting bc I randomly remembered the one story of someone at a rave/concert thing

Like imagine Ghost sees soap and tells him to stick out his tongue. And soap does. Fully expecting Ghost (this stranger) to spit in his mouth. But Ghost was just checking because he suspected that soap was dehydrated. And soap was infact dehydrated. So he pours a bit if water in his mouth and tells him to swallow. And soap does. And they stay together for the rest of the time. With Ghost loosely hooking an arm around soap's waist, and feeding hin water every so often. soap could leave at any time but he doesn't

Ghost: Johnny- Put it DOWN

Gaz: We can talk about this! You don't have to do this

Soap, holding a electric razor near his head: It's happening fellas. Time for a new look

Ghost: No no no-

Gaz: Be reasonable!

Price, walking in: What's going on?

Soap: I'm going to buzz my hair off

Price: Oh... do it

Soap: *turns the razor on*

Ghost & Gaz: NOOOOO-

Price: WAIT-

i know it's been done many times before, but i just love gross weird creepy awkward simon and his cute harmless bird.

like she's so intrigued by him, so infatuated with this odd man. she giggles at his dark humour and crude jokes, a genuine smile on her face as her shoulders shake from laughing so hard while he's huffing out a sound of amusement of his own. meanwhile, everyone else has an uncomfortable look on their faces, giving them both judgemental stares.

he's the type to tug her close to him and kiss her nasty, uncaring if they're in a public setting. he sucks on her tongue and spits in her mouth, a big hand reaching down to squeeze her ass before disappearing up her skirt. he doesn't really care if others watch or not, and he grips her tight when she tries to escape, swallowing all her squeaky little noises with a satisfied hum.

there's no shame when it comes to him. he lets her know when he's going for a piss and asks if she wants to come, not bothering to close the door (he demands that she leaves it open when she goes too; it's only fair). he uses her hand to jerk himself off when she's busy or not in the mood, heavy groans rumbling from his chest because it feels so much better than rutting into his rough hand—not as lovely as her soft, pretty cunt though. he lets his tongue dip low to lap at her asshole and ignores her whiny protests, promising he'll make her feel good in a second, groaning to himself as she grinds against his face.

ughhh he's just so unusual. sometimes he stares at her too long for it to be considered cute, dark eyes burning into her very soul for so long that she has to remind him to blink. he corners her just to get a whiff of her perfume, heavy breathing down her neck like he's getting worked up just from smelling her.

when he comes home from deployment and tells her about the things that happened while he was away (lost one of my good knives in tha' prick), she's sitting pretty on his lap and chirping out her responses, urging him to tell her more. she says it's good for him to get it off his chest, but really she likes hearing his gruesome stories. it makes her heart flutter that he's so skilled and competent.

others have come up to her asking if she's okay and if she's aware of the weirdo following her, and she's like "yeah that's my man :)" she tries her best to drive them away before he starts sulking over yet another person interrupting their parallel play.

she just really loves how strange and off-putting he is.