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Dirty Divinity - Volo x Reader by Sharpy
Fandoms: Pokemon Legends: Arceus (Video Game), Pocket Monsters | Pokemon - All Media Types, Pocket Monsters | Pokemon (Main Video Game Series)
08 May 2022
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Volo fucks around and you find out.
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“That’s really smart and intuitive of you. These activities are not meant to be followed exactly because people think through and process things differently. It sounds like you’re a very visual and tactile person, so you found a way to make it work for you. I’m really glad you kept trying and didn’t give up, though that would have been fine as well.”
“Mmthanks” Soap mumbles and moves back to fully sit in his chair. He is definitely not thinking about the ways Simon is visual and tactile as well.
Simon hands Soap his journal and waits for Soap to say anything more. Which he doesn’t because he can’t because Simon has said things to him that no one has ever said. It’s the opposite of his nightmare from last week. He’s sitting in the office of someone who would’ve been his superior if they were still enlisted and he’s being told he’s talented and intuitive like it’s nothing. But it’s not nothing. It’s everything.
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Three months after being medically discharged, Soap is feeling aimless and in need of support. He goes to his local Veterans Association and meets with social worker Simon Riley, who helps him find a new way forward
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Growing Accustomed To Sunlight by CaptainStormChaser
Fandoms: Call of Duty (Video Games)
10 Jan 2026
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John was out too late again. It was all he could do, collecting what little wood there was and peat for burning as the chill began to creep into the long nights. His torch was dull, seeming ineffective against the fog settling over the moors, and the moon was in its dark cycle. He trembled with fatigue, with hunger, but he couldn’t afford to rest. The village needed him. He could scarcely put one foot in front of the other. He could scarcely see a foot in front of him. All he wanted was to lay down, to rest.
I’m here John. The voice tried to comfort him. And I can deliver you.
“Please, God. Help me!”
For a price.
Many generations ago the first Lord MacTavish made a deal with a creature. Now it's come to collect.
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John: So, if you're not here for a relationship, what are you here for? ;)
Simon: I don't think most people on this app are here for relationships.
John: Lmao, you're not wrong
Simon: And I don't assume you're here for something like that either
John: Nope, just looking for some fun
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How long will it take for "fun" to turn into more? Perhaps not as long as you'd think.
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- Part 8 of ✨ COD smut ✨
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Ghost carves the bones of his enemies into sounding rods. Soap shows his interest.
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- Part 1 of hex's twitter threads
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So, Soap’s a big guy. Obviously.
He’s not overly tall, but he’s wide in the shoulders and thick in the thighs. He’s the kind of big that’s naturally built all over: training muscles on top of mission muscles on top of an innate bulk.
He’s the kind of big that makes him immovable to most guys.
The kind of big that’s always been -ger than most everyone else—if not by height, than at least by heft.
So when they’re on mission and Ghost spots a grenade before Soap does, and, with no time to warn him, grabs him by the waist and flings him back behind cover, gear and all, Soap’s really not expecting to think much about it, aside from maybe, ‘Oh, shit.’
What he thinks instead is: ‘Oh-hmm.’
And then, in rapid succession: ‘Big.’
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Or, Soap realizes that Ghost is bigger than him. His dick realizes that’s hot.