It Be Like That Sometimes, I’ve Definitely Been In A Similar Situation LOL (as An Achillean Person)

Everyone wants Ghost to fuck the life outta them until he's been hitting you just right for the last 20 minutes and won't let up. Until he's fucking you like he's in the last stretch of pumps before he comes and you can barely breath with how hard he's fucking you. Until you're sobbing into the sheets because he keeps telling you, "Just one more love" but it's never just one more. Until he fucks you through his own orgasm and doesn't stop for breath. Until he's pinned you under his weight and wrapped a hand around your neck, pulling you up from where you're drooling against the mattress so he can hear all the pretty noises you make.

It's all fun and games until you actually see God and they look an awful lot like Simon Riley.

LMFAO, honestly would read.

Yeah yeah but when I say something about reader having a threesome with the milkman AND his doppelgänger then I’m the bad guy?😞

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König: why arent the dishes in alphabetical order?!

Male!Reader: (loading the dishes in the dishwasher) what does that even mean?ಥ⁠‿⁠ಥ

❝ 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐥𝗼𝗼𝐝 𝗼𝐟 𝐀𝐧𝐧𝐢𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐢𝗼𝐧 ❞

Drowned Demise!Kyle “Gaz” Garrick, now known as Alan “Hydra” Garrick.

H - Alan.

K - Kate.

G - Gaz.

? - Random personnel.

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The sea water covered male standing behind a tree, peeking out from behind said tree as he scans and watches the armed personnel patrolling the area of such a rich house, it literally being a damn penthouse with a flat off to the side. He stared at some of the guards and then at the drones flying around overhead, the shadow company and Konni group surrounding the building.

He gets through most of them, mainly by headshot-ing the personnel around the place with a silenced pistol so no one could immediately be onto his trail, even though he leaves a literal trail of physical sea water on the ground. He bent over a shadow company member on a table (not like that, get yaself out the gutter for this story).

“ Speak, or I’ll make you experience a flood in your lungs before just straight up killing you. ” - H, sea water pouring out of his mouth as he talks, the sea water being inches from the personnel’s face.

“ I won’t tell you anything! Even if you try torturing me! Nothing will get me to talk to you about whatever information you’re trying to get. ” - ?, struggling to get out of his grasp before getting nearly drowned.

After some a couple hours of doing such a practice, he lifts the personnel up after taking the rag off their face and patting their back roughly so they can cough up the residual water still in them.

“ Ya ready to talk now ya wanker, about the person staying here and why they’re so damn guarded? ” - H, getting ready to drown the person again if need be.

“ Yes! yes- just only if you don’t do that again… ” - ?, still slightly coughing up water.

“ It’s a person by the name Kate Laswell, they came to us after betraying their country. That’s all I know! If they’re here, that is something I wasn’t told about or made aware of.. considering I am on the lower side of the group..” ?, very terrified that they’ll get partially drowned again.

“ Thanks for the intel, now scram. ” - H, throwing the lackey onto the ground before shooting a bullet into their head as they try to flee.

“ But like I’d really let you leave alive. ” - H, walking down a far distanced hall, holding a gun ready at his side.

He stood there, staring down a door that he was in front of that was down a far distanced hallway. He slowly pushed the door open, being careful to not alert anyone as he got closer and closer to the room that Kate Laswell was in.

He stood in a room, looking at this universe’s Gaz. Sea water dripping from him faster and harder. He walked past the alternate Gaz a bit, turning his to look at the Gaz who is looking back at him. There guns held in their hands, ready to try and off one another if the other does something.

“ Intentions? “ - H, gauging the integrity of the other Gaz.

“ Track down Laswell and confine her. ” - G, only sparing a small bit of information.

Hydra and Gaz walk the rest of the way, He then shoots the other Gaz in the head, flipping over the corpse and staring at the Konni group stamp nearly hidden by the hood of that Gaz’s gear.

“ Expected as much from a traitor. Never an honest word from the breath of a now deadman. ” - H, continuing to walk down a hall towards Kate.

Once he got there, he held his gun up, slowly opening the door with said gun before quietly walking into the room with Laswell in it. He looked at the traitorous Kate Laswell of the world he is in, a cold deadman’s stare at the Kate Laswell.

“ Lucky me.. you didn’t already escape, knowing that I’d eventually track you down. ” - H, having the gun of his aimed at Kate Laswell.

“ The fuck are you? Some damn bounty hunter? GAZ! Where did this shit talker come from?! ” - K, trying to alarm her guards who hydra has already disposed of.

“ I’m not a bounty hunter.. I am worse. ” - H, slowly walking up to the Kate Laswell as sea water pours from his mouth and gold drips from his eyes, making him look like a humanoid monster of sorts.

“ Stay back! I swear, I’ll get Shepherd, or Graves to track you down and kill you! ” - K, shouting as she scrambles and crawls backwards, trying to keep distance between her and Alan.

He moved, tackling Kate Laswell, sea water from his mouth dropping onto Kate Laswell as he has her pinned to the ground. After he got himself sat on her torso, he then grabbed her mouth, separating her lips as he slowly opened his mouth, sea water slowly coming out of his mouth before starting to rush out once he opens his mouth wide enough. Once he was done, he opened a portal through a metal hexagon shaped device, the portal closing quickly and the device explodes into pieces. The corpse of Kate Laswell laying there, sea water having filled her mouth once she suffocated from drowning.

A cloaked, gear covered guy stood there, a smile on his masked face as he looked at Hydra, him following Hydra after Hydra walked past him. A gilded skull mask gleaming before the two walk off further into the multiverse. Neon green and pulsing red colors coming from the two as they head to their next destination.

Solidarity. 🏳️‍🌈🏳️‍⚧️❤️🧡💛💚🩵💙💜

Would you help him?

dealing with the worst case scenario

your condom breaks

you feel a lump on your breast

your friends are ignoring you

you’re stranded on an island 

you got rejected by a crush

you get into a car accident

you got stung by a bee/wasp

you got fired from your job

you’re in an earthquake

your tattoo gets infected

your house is on fire

you’re lost in the woods

you get arrested abroad

you get robbed

your partner cheated on you

you’re on a ship that’s sinking

you fall into ice

you’re stuck in an elevator

you hit a deer with your car

you have food poisoning

your pet passed away

you fall off of a horse

you or your friend has alcohol poisoning

you have toxic shock syndrome

your house has a gas leak

Rant:

Toxic COD fans who’ve been “playing the games since they were a kid” have some kind of superiority complex over the other fans in the fandom and it’s weird. I mean, not everyone has money to buy the games or even console, everyone’s situation is different whether that be financially or not.

Don’t immediately resort to toxic and hateful behavior because you have absolutely no idea what other people are going through. Finding comfort in fictional characters has been a thing since forever, and every single fandom has a group of fans who’re a bit odd but who the fuck cares? If they’re not hurting anybody why the hell does it bother you so much?

Of course you’re entitled to be protective over a franchise that you’ve enjoyed growing up but excluding or being shady to others because they didn’t have that opportunity? That’s fucking weird and not only immature but utter nonsense. Encouraging more fans to join a fandom is something we should be doing instead of putting them down for not having the same experiences as those who grew up playing the games.

You may have more knowledge and understanding of characters but that doesn’t inherently make you better than anybody else. It’s getting to the point where I can’t tell y’all apart from the toxic gamer bros. Leave baby COD fans alone you weirdos.

Thank you for coming to my TED talk.