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You lose your apartment keys and it's raining. You go to the neighbor next door for help.
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19 May 2026
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Four short fics based on the prompt "FWB with 141, and in the middle of going at it, reader says 'I hope my future husband fucks me as good as you do'" sent to my Tumblr ask box.
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- Part 145 of Task Force 141 Imagines/What If...Series
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17 May 2026
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Sometimes the right man is your best friend. Sometimes it's his boss. by luxcurious
Fandoms: Call of Duty (Video Games)
22 Feb 2026
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You're Kyle's old friend, and you've had a crush on him for ages. Too bad he has no idea, and leaves you high and dry to fuck some other girl. Thankfully, Price comes to the rescue.
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- Part 1 of Captain John Price/Reader Fics
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27 Apr 2026
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Four fics based on the prompt "Task Force 141 forgetting to pull out - accidental or no" sent to my Tumblr ask box.
John Price: crime au, a marriage contract, and pushing buttons leads to a not so accidental creampie.
Kyle "Gaz" Garrick: historical au, a knight with the Lady of the house, virginal and unhappy in marriage to a much older man.
John "Soap" MacTavish: at a pagan fertility festival during the Christian conversion of Scotland.
Simon "Ghost" Riley: reader exchanging sex for resources to survive an apocalyptic landscape.Series
- Part 143 of Task Force 141 Imagines/What If...Series
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07 Apr 2026
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“Come to bed,” he said—no, ordered—before slowly approaching, like a bloody cat about to strike its prey.
“One more.”
“Rest,” and without any more preamble, his big, scarred hands started piling the tests in a corner of the table, closing your computer, putting away your pencil case, and any other stuff you had with you on the table, until it was just you left there.
“There's no rest for the wicked”
He rolled his eyes before he caged you between the chair and the table. There was an exit on the other side, but you felt like a bird at the mercy of a very persistent cat.
“Come to sleep. I won’t ask again”.
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Simon proves to be very persuasive.
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- Part 28 of military uniforms, dog tags in the moon
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04 Apr 2026
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lovely sweet 🫶🫶🫶 impeccable