#James Ramirez cod

[fixfoxnox]

In The Dark (2)

Description: Roach begins to understand what he's been seeing in the forest.

Word Count: 5k

Warnings: Violence, Gore, Implied NSFW

Roach could only describe his past few nights in the park in one way: strange. They'd been strange.

Since the murder happened, since he'd come back to work...he'd noticed things. Well, more like a thing. The shadow in the woods, the creature that looked like a large wolf at times and something completely different at others. Everything had been strangely different.

On Roach's routine checks at different stations, any time he had to get out of his vehicle it was like everything was silent. He could feel himself being watched. He'd begun to pick up that the silence was a sort of calling card for the creature. Something so feared in the forest that every creature knew it was best to keep silent. Oddly enough, Roach didn't feel that fear.

He felt...protected? Was that the word for it? He couldn't be sure. It was a mix of things, a mix of things in the gaze of the creature as it watched him from the trees. He'd met its eyes a few more times, even gone so far as to wave at it. It never moved.

It had taken a spot in Roach's mind, wormed in beside his normal thoughts and worries, wormed in beside everything else that he used to see as his life. Now there was the creature. Roach wondered often if he'd see it the next night. He thought about it as he lay in bed in the mornings, trying to get some sleep before his next shift. He wondered what it was, where it had come from, if it had always been watching him. He didn't think that was the case. Surely he couldn't have been so oblivious to its presence.

He hadn't told any of his friends about the creature. He knew how they'd react. They'd all look at each other carefully before glancing back at him, worry in their eyes. He knew they'd think he was crazy and he knew that the piece of amethyst that sat neatly on his desk would do nothing to prove what he'd seen, to prove what he'd been seeing. He knew better than to tell them.

So he kept it to himself. He kept the creature and his suspicions that the man who'd died on that small back road had died at the hands of the creature who'd taken to watching him. They didn't need to know. No one needed to know.

"So when do you guys think the big man is gonna stop double booking us?" Roach asked the question casually, hardly looking at any of the men standing in the small station's kitchen. He was packing his lunch up for the day, meticulously putting everything he'd brought into his little cooler.

He could hear a bit of shuffling before one of them finally answered. "Well, uh, to be honest, I'm not sure that it's ever going to stop."

Roach paused at the words from Logan. He tried to take in what they meant, as he carefully lowered the last of his things into the cooler. Finally, he turned toward the group, observing their sheepish faces carefully. "What?" He asked finally, "What's going on?"

"Well," Jackson shared a glance with Ramirez, "boss is still shaken by the murder, how close you were to the guy. He's talking about permanently doubling up the shifts. Hiring a whole new daytime group."

Roach blinked at him, "That's...does the park even have the money for that?" He looked between the group.

Jackson shrugged, "I guess so. I mean it would make sense, most of the funds were going into building the swimming areas at Picket Lake. Now that that's finished...I guess some funds have opened up."

"So," Roach crossed his arms, "That means I'm gonna be stuck seeing more than just Jackson daily."

Logan snorted, "You know we brighten your day."

"My night more like." Roach received a quick flip of the middle finger from Logan at the words and some snickers from Jackson and Ramirez. He turned and closed his cooler fully. It was lifted into his arms and, as a group, they all moved out of the kitchen and toward the front of the building. "I can't believe a single murder is finally getting more Rangers hired," Roach shook his head, "Guess all the other people who have died weren't good enough."

Ramirez gave a snort, "More like not high profile enough. You know I've already seen like three people on TikTok make true crime videos about this?" Roach shot his friend an incredulous look, "Seriously! Roach you're TikTok famous as "the park ranger" who found the guy."

"Better "the park ranger" than my actual name. I'm already fighting off local news," he pushed open the front door to the office, pausing for a brief moment to let Logan catch up with him. "Jackson, any places to check out?"

"Not that I can see," Roach watched his friend plop into his seat in front of the cameras, "All cameras are up, no sign of anything out of place on the footage."

"Good," Roach gave him and Ramirez a wave as he held the door open for Logan, allowing his friend to step outside before him. He gave a quick call of, "Let's hope for a quiet night," before stepping outside fully and letting the door swing shut behind him.

As usual, he and Logan gave a quick talk checking who would take which side of the park before saying their goodbyes and climbing into their respective trucks to set off for their drive-throughs.

Roach couldn't help but give a deep sigh of relief when he finally set off down the winding roads of the park. He loved his friends, but after the bomb they'd just dropped about the likelihood of the shift doubling? Roach needed some time to himself to think.

He knew it was a logical choice. A natural progression for their park. The four staffed full-time Rangers plus the two part-time Rangers they had just weren't going to cut it eventually. It likely never should have been just them in the first place.

Still, something about knowing that his duties would be cut in half, knowing that his nighttime solace was being somewhat invaded? It made it much harder for him to be happy with the change.

He wondered, briefly, if Logan in his nightly drives had also been witness to the creature. He wondered if the amethyst he'd been given wasn't as special as he'd believed, but rather a gift of a creature trying to create a good relationship with the park's caretakers. Something about the idea made his lips tug down into a harsh frown.

It really was odd, he couldn't understand why he would feel so protective over something as simple as a creature in the woods. For all he knew, it was something completely normal like a wolf or a bear. For all he knew, the creature was simply a figment of his imagination, something his mind had created to make the dark of the night less frightening after the murder.

He gave a deep sigh at the thought and focused his attention back on the road. He could consider whether he was crazy or not later, for now, he needed to focus on work.

The night had been fairly quiet, just the usual monotonous drive and occasional checks at different frequent stopping points. He'd only been forced to actually talk to people once so far, pulling over next to a couple who'd set up a blanket in one of the rest areas. They weren't too happy about being forced back into their car, but after the guy threatened Roach, he felt much less bad about threatening to arrest and fine them if they didn't comply. Things had gone rather smoothly after that.

He'd noticed, to a bit of his disappointment, that he hadn't seen the creature yet. Usually, the creature would be at nearly every stop that he made, watching him as he shined a flashlight around the usual stops to make sure no one had gotten out of their vehicle. Today there was nothing.

He tried not to be too disappointed by it. It was difficult, though. Especially as his mind tried to tell him that this was proof his brain had been playing tricks on him. He was doing his best to fight the thought off, he knew he hadn't been imagining things, but if there was anything that his mind was good at, it was trying to convince him that he'd lost it.

He couldn't focus on that, though, not when he noticed the fresh tire marks pulling into Mammoth pull-off once again. A harsh sense of deja vu hit him as he pulled off onto the road and brought his radio up to his mouth, "Jackson, I'm on Mammoth pull-off. I think I may have someone down here, anything on the cameras?"

There was a long pause before the radio crackled again, "It's not good, we can see the guy on his camera. Roach proceed with caution, he does have a gun. I'll send Logan toward your location for backup."

Roach gave a low curse to himself, "Right, keep an eye on the camera yeah?"

If the man had a gun and was out of his vehicle, Roach knew for certain that he was dealing with a poacher. That's just the way that it was. It meant that he was going to have to arrest the man which hardly ever went smoothly.

He turned the sharp corner of the Road, finding himself in the same place where he'd found the body only a little over a week ago. This time, though, he could clearly see the man that Jackson had mentioned on the cameras. He rolled his truck to a stop, making sure to grab his radio and gun before popping out of the vehicle.

He'd watched the man hurriedly climb back into his own, but he wasn't quick enough and, before he could drive away as he'd so clearly been trying to do, Roach was knocking at his car window.

As soon as the man rolled down the window, Roach recognized him. He was a repeat offender, an older man who'd already done jail time twice for trying to hunt the bears and wolves in the park. This was his third offense which meant that he wouldn't be getting released so easily.

"Mr. Shepherd," Roach greeted the man, leaning against his car door to peer inside of the window, "What brings you out to the park tonight?"

"Just taking a nice drive. Thought it would be good to get away from the wife for a bit." Roach tilted his head at the man and resisted the urge to roll his eyes. They both knew what this was, this was all just play in hopes that the other would make things easy for them.

"Right," Roach tapped his hand on the car door, "Any particular reason you got out of your vehicle?"

"Car troubles," Shepherd gave a weak chuckle, "Damn thing stalled out on me."

Roach watched him for a long moment before taking a step back from the door, "Mr. Shepherd, would you mind stepping out of the vehicle for me?"

"Oh uh," Shepherd tightened his grip on the steering wheel, "What for?"

"We saw the gun on the cameras," Roach shook his head at Shepherd, "We both know why you were out here. We both know what has to happen now. I'm asking that you make it easy for me."

There was a long pause as the two men stared at one another before, finally, Shepherd started to carefully open his door. Roach stepped back, allowing the man room to fully step out of his vehicle. Roach waited for him to shut the door before motioning to the truck, "Turn around for me, please."

Shepherd complied with his order, turning away from him slowly. Roach stepped forward, pulling the pair of cuffs from his belt. He rarely had to use them, but all of the rangers had been equipped with them for things like this.

He undid the cuffs, but the second that his hand touched Shepherd's skin and the man whipped around, slamming his fist into Roach's face and sending him sprawling to the ground.

Roach's jaw ached, but he was quick to try and respond, beginning to push himself from the ground. That was stopped with a swift kick to his back, knocking the breath from his lungs and forcing him back to the ground again.

He was roughly turned over then, Shepherd straddling his waist before slamming his fist into Roach's face once then twice. On the third hit, there was a sickening crack that rang through Roach's sinuses and rattled his mind. Blood seeped down his chin and, despite his best efforts, he could do nothing to stop Shepherd from grabbing the gun at his belt and pushing off of him.

"I'm not going to prison." Roach could see through the haze of his confused mind as Shepherd flipped the safety on his gun off. "No one else knows it was me who did this. They'll just think it's the guy who killed someone up here last week."

The man sounded more like he was trying to convince himself than Roach and his hands shook a bit as he aimed the weapon. There was a quiet moment where Roach just stared blankly at the gun, his mind trying to wrap around the idea that he was going to die there with his own weapon pointed at him.

It was as Roach was thinking this and as Shepherd kept repeating that no one would know that Roach noticed it. The silence.

It came on quickly, the entire forest seemed to quiet at once. There was something else with it now, a tension, a terrible tension that seemed to lurk dangerously. It began to wrap around Roach, and, despite the fear that seemed to be creeping up his bones from the sudden presence, he had a feeling that the tension and the anger weren't aimed at him.

"I can't go to prison," Shepherd's words sounded final and Roach could see as his resolve tightened and his hand stopped shaking as much. He stepped forward and Roach could see his finger inching toward the trigger. He squeezed his eyes shut.

There was an almost deafening screech that broke through the air, forcing Roach to crumble inward on himself and slap his hands over his ears, desperate for some sort of block from the disorienting noise. The noise stopped and there was the sound of running feet before Roach could hear Shepherd scream.

His eyes flew open then and he watched with wide nervous eyes as a creature covered with dark fur all over dragged the screaming man away from Roach. The only light-colored hair on the creature was dotted around its face, white fur that resembled a skull and was soon stained red as it stopped dragging Shepherd and darted down to dig its teeth into the man's chest.

Roach didn't know what he was looking at. It was something similar to a wolf, but much much larger. Much larger and much more threatening. There was something else, it looked wrong. It was a wolf, right? It had to be. And yet, something deep in Roach's bones screamed at him that something was wrong. That the creature he looked at was nothing that he'd ever seen before and that he needed to fear it. Roach didn't fear it. He just watched.

He just watched as the creature, after turning Shepherd into nothing more than a gurgling puddle of blood, leaned down and sank its teeth into his throat before ripping backward, sending blood spraying across the ground and fully ending the life of the man beneath its grasp.

There was a long moment of silence before the creature's gaze slowly turned to Roach. They locked eyes for a moment. Roach's heart picked up speed, though he wasn't sure if it was from fear or something else. The creature took a slow measured step toward him, its head lowered toward the ground. The way it walked was almost predatory, as though it was trying to keep slow to prevent him from bolting. Roach stayed still, he had no plans to run.

Suddenly another pair of headlights pulled up, tires screeching as the brakes were hit. The creature took off into the woods and it was gone as quickly as it appeared. The sounds of the forest returned. Roach collapsed back against the gravel of the road, his body feeling just as heavy as his mind.

He could hear Logan calling out his name and he distantly registered his friend sliding to a stop next to him and dropping to his knees to feel along his face frantically. Roach barely registered the feeling, his mind only focused on the memory of glowing eyes piercing into him with a feeling he couldn't quite place.

The memory refused to leave his mind.

"No fucking way, no fucking way!" Jackson crossed his arms and gave Roach a harsh glare, "What the fuck are you doing here?"

Roach rolled his eyes and tossed his jacket onto a nearby chair, "I'm here to do my job. You know, like I do every day."

"Don't you have a fucking concussion?" Ramirez was the one to ask, raising a careful eyebrow at Roach, "Should you even be driving right now? Dude, how did you get here?"

"I'm fine," Roach insisted, shoving his hands into his pocket. "It barely even hurts."

"Barely even hurts," Jackson snorted, "Roach, you got the snot beat out of you by some dipshit poacher, were almost killed, then watched that guy get fucking mauled by a giant wolf. You shouldn't be here!"

Roach shuffled on his feet for a moment. He knew the men were right, of course, he did. He'd been put on a two weeks rest after the incident, but after three days he'd found himself bored out of his mind and way too antsy. He didn't like not coming to work. He didn't like not having things to do.

"I just," he shrugged lamely, "I don't want to go back home. Okay?"

He could see as Jackson and Ramirez seemed to soften at his words. Logan didn't let as much on as them, but Roach knew him well enough to pick up his all too similar reaction. There was a brief pause between the group before Jackson gave a sigh, "Listen, if you're going to be here, you're at least not going on the drives."

"But-"

"No buts," Jackson gave him a brief glare, "You're still hurt, you still have a concussion. You can sit here with me and watch the cameras and, in the morning, I'll drive you home. I'll pick you up again tomorrow night."

Roach didn't exactly like the setup, but he also didn't have much choice but to agree with his friend's conditions. It was either that or go back home and spend another boring week or so by himself with nothing to do. After a long moment, he gave a deep sigh, "Fine."

"Hey uh," Ramirez turned to Jackson, "I rode out yesterday, isn't it my turn to sit and watch the cameras?"

"It would be," Jackson clicked his tongue, "But I'm Roach's best friend so I have to stay here with him. It's a whole thing." He gave a quick and patronizing pat to Ramirez's shoulder, "Maybe next time champ."

"Pussy."

"And what of it?"

"And you guys are sure I have to stay here," Roach plopped down into one of the seats at the camera desk and shot his friends a playful grin, "I mean if something happens Jackson won't do shit. One weird noise and there'll be a Jackson-shaped hole in the wall."

"Just for that," Jackson plopped into the seat next to him, "I'm definitely leaving you behind when Bigfoot tries to break in here."

"You two try not to get too sick of each other," Logan called out to them playfully as he pushed his body against the front door, opening it wide enough that Ramirez could step past him and out into the nighttime air, "I'd hate to come back to Jackson murdered."

"Hey! You don't think I'd be able to stop him?"

"Nope!"

The words sent Roach into a fit of laughter.

"This is so fucking boring," Roach leaned back in his seat and groaned, "How the fuck do you do this all night?"

Jackson snorted and flipped through the cameras again, "You keep yourself entertained. I have some word searches and crossword puzzles if you want something like that." Roach glared at him lightly, he only received a laugh from Jackson in return. "Oh come on," his friend shot him a glance, "this is the good part of the job. I have no idea how you do the nighttime drives. Shit is creepy as fuck."

"It's not that bad," Roach span himself in his chair for a moment, "it's kinda calming, to be honest." He thought for a moment, wishing that he was in his truck now, driving through the part like he normally would. "Just you and the forest."

"And whatever creepy stuff is lurking in the forest," Jackson pointed out quickly, "like that giant ass wolf that saved you."

Roach tensed for a moment. He wasn't sure quite how to respond. He'd hoped to keep the existence of the creature to himself, but both Jackson and Ramirez had seen it on the footage and saved it to show to both Logan and the police when they arrived.

He knew it was for the best, after all, no police were likely to believe him if he just told them a giant wolf came out of nowhere and mauled the man before leaving. Still, something about knowing that his friends were aware of the creature's existence...it made him feel oddly protective.

He supposed that there was something oddly nice about having something like that for himself. Something that only he knew about, something almost like a guardian angel watching over his shoulder, protecting him during his time in the parks.

Roach opened his mouth to respond to his friend, prepared to try and change the subject when, suddenly, the entire building around them went dark. The two were plunged suddenly into a blinding pitch black.

Roach could hear his friend curse for a few moments before a flashlight was flicked on, lighting up the room well enough that they could see. Roach was able to dig for his own flashlight then, twirling it in his hands calmly as Jackson picked up his radio.

"Ramirez, Logan, this is Jackson. Roach and I have lost power at the main station, so no camera access for right now. We'll see what we can do and I'll let you guys know if we manage to get it back on." He clicked off of the radio and a few moments later there was a crackling noise followed by sounds of confirmation from both Ramirez and Logan.

"Right," Jackson gave a groan, "One of us is going to have to go outside and check the breaker."

"I can do it," Roach was quick to volunteer. He was desperate to do something other than sit in the seat watching cameras all day. If it meant going outside for a few minutes to see if he could reset the breaker? Well, he would take anything.

"You sure?" Jackson raised an eyebrow at him as he stood from his seat, "Swear you won't get confused and shock the shit out of yourself?"

Roach snorted, "I'll take the choice to save you from having to go out into the creepy darkness. Wouldn't want you pissing yourself." He snickered a bit as Jackson shot him the middle finger.

It was as he was making his way through one of the hallways toward the back door that he heard Jackson call out to him, "I hope you do get electrocuted out there asshole!"

Roach flicked on his flashlight as he stepped outside and made the quick trek around the back of the building. He wasn't frightened by the dark of the nighttime, instead just shivering at the cool breeze that hit his skin and enjoying the sounds of crickets buzzing around him.

He was quick to locate the breaker and pull it open, shining his flashlight around the little box until he found the problem. "That's weird," he muttered the words to himself before pulling his radio up, "Jackson it looks like the fixture for the lights was pulled out. Should only take me a second to get them back up, but I'm gonna stay out for a bit longer and see if I can secure them."

He received a quick word of acknowledgment from Jackson before his radio was discarded to the ground. He stuck the end of his flashlight in his mouth, freeing up both of his hands so that he could start fiddling with the wires.

He was careful as he worked, trying hard not to shock himself as he pushed the fixtures back into place, reattaching each of them slowly. He could see as some of the lights in the building began to come back on and he was feeling quite satisfied with himself.

It was as he was working on the last fixture that he noticed the silence around him. He knew immediately that he wasn't alone.

Slowly, he stepped away from the breaker box. He didn't go far, instead, he just stepped close enough that he could remove the flashlight from his mouth and shine it carefully toward the edge of the woods.

He moved it in long slow sweeps, trying to find the glow of eyes that would normally greet him. He was met with nothing and, for a long moment, he wondered if perhaps he was imagining things. If perhaps his hearing was just failing him.

It ended when Roach found hands wrapped around his waist.

He yelped, his flashlight falling from his hands as he was turned and shoved harshly until he was pressed tight with his front against the building and his back against a very large very warm body.

His breathing grew heavy for several moments, panic taking over him. It stopped when a low rumble of a voice met his ears. "Calm. Calm." The voice sounded gravely and harsh, as though it wasn't used often. It sent a shiver down Roach's spine and, in combination with the soft hands tracing over his waist it managed to calm him down.

He tried to turn his head, wanting to get a sight of whoever or, as his mind provided keenly, whatever was pressed up behind him. He was stopped by the man burying his face into his neck and taking several excited deep breaths. Roach could feel himself going hot, embarrassment and a sweet buzz pulling under his skin. He stuttered over himself, trying to figure out what to say.

"I, um, I don't-" he gasped as he felt a tongue swipe across his skin. It didn't feel like a human tongue. It was rougher, a bit longer than it should be. His mind seemed to snap something into place and he found himself asking in a breathy voice, "Who are you?"

A pair of teeth scraped against his neck. They were sharp and Roach had to resist the urge to press back against him. He knew they would bite through his skin so easily, drawing blood and sending it spilling over his tongue. The thought had him feeling light-headed.

"Yours," the man answered with the simple word, pressing closer and closer to him, "Yours."

Roach felt weak at the words. His head was fuzzy. He didn't understand what was happening. "Mine?"

"Mine," the man responded slowly, "Mine." Something about the words seemed to ring to him as meaning different from the way he'd said them. It was like the man was claiming him as his own.

"I don't," Roach leaned further back into the man's arms, enjoying the feel of hands running across the skin of his stomach, "but who are you?"

There was a quiet moment as one of the hands on his stomach trailed down to slip into his pocket. A moment later and the piece of amethyst from his pocket was being held up for his eyes to see. "Me.

"Ours." The man nuzzled close to Roach again, before reaching down to pass the stone to Roach and wrap their hands together. There was a moment of soft silence as Roach registered what the man was trying to tell him.

"You-"

Just as soon as the man had appeared and he was gone. The sudden disappearance of his presence left a chill laying over his skin. He felt too cold and too alone.

"Roach?" He turned to meet Jackson's gaze with wide eyes, "Everything alright?"

"Yeah," he cleared his throat, trying to get rid of any of the remaining heat from his system, "I was just about to come back in."

"Well," Jackson gave him a small smile, "come on it's too cold out here."

"Right behind you."

Roach looked down at the amethyst in his hands as his friend started back inside. He knew what the man was trying to tell him, but he just didn't know if he could believe it.

He gave another last glance into the woods, feeling a warm gaze on him. There was still no noise.

He slipped the amethyst back into his pocket and ducked down to grab his flashlight before starting back toward the back door of the building. He stopped in the doorway and glanced back into the woods. When he did, he spotted them, the glowing eyes watching him.

He knew there was no question when he saw them. He gave one last look before disappearing into the building, an odd sense of warmth passing over him.

The man was the creature. The creature was the man.

Roach wasn't sure how it was possible, but there was no part of him that doubted it was the truth.

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[luci4theminorannoyance]

🙏Can I please request james ramirez asking the reader out on a date headcon? This man has been on my mind all day. 🥰

a/n: of course!

Ramirez:

-very lavish when it comes to taking you out some place, he wants you to enjoy it and enjoy his company so he sees no reasons to cut corners for a budget

-such a smart Alec when it comes to everything in your date though, it’s a little pet peeve almost for him when he’s telling a story or someone else is doing so and it’s wrong

-on personal dates he’d much rather just pull up a booth chair and snack on some fancy food he forgot the name of and listen to your voice for hours while cuddled up with you

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[2009-ghost]

somebody probably did this before but uhh

feel free to add to the chain if i forgot someone

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[skeletalgoats]

PUMP IT! - MALE VER

Pairings: James Ramirez x Male!Reader

Theme:Smut

Warnings:Handjob, edging (only a little), throat fucking/deepthroating, overstimulation, rough sex

FEMALE VERSION HERE

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"James, is this even allowed?" You asked, not that you actually cared the moment he threw you on the bed, pinning you down by the throat.

"Don't know, don't care.I just fucking need you-god!" He groans, quickly undoing his belt and pulling his throbbing cock out.

Your jaw drops at the sight everytime, the thought of that thick and veiny dick inside of you makes you let out a loud moan.

Ramirez leans down and kisses your neck, biting and suckling until he leaves a trail of hickeys all the way down to your collarbone.

"Oh, fuck-" You moaned out.You loved the way he used his mouth on you.

All of a sudden, you feel Ramirez yanking your pants down and gripping your dick roughly, gliding his hand up and down quickly.

"oh FUCK JAMES!" You moan out, throwing your head back.Ramirez takes this as a sign to move his hand quicker.

Ramirez chuckles. "You like that, don't you?Being all hard n' ready for me just so you can have these hands playing with this cock?"

Just as you're about to cum, you feel Ramirez stop moving his hand.

"I want you to cum down my throat." He spits out coldly, getting on his knees and taking you in his mouth.

Ramirez bobs his head up and down, tracing his tongue along the veins of your shaft.

And with that, Ramirez unexpectedly lunges his face deeper into your crotch, gagging on your dick like it's the last meal he's ever gonna have.

Once he spots you gripping the sheets, he practically abuses his own throat to try and get your dick deeper in him, causing you to be filled with an overwhelming amount of pleasure.

"I'm close" You whine out, pleading that he wouldn't edge you again.To your luck, he didn't.

When Ramirez gets the signal that you're about to cum, he bobs his head up and down at an even faster pace, not caring that he's literally choking on you.

Your orgasm hits you like train, toes curling, eyes rolling back, and a highly pornograghic cry leaving your lips.

Your semen shoots down his throat, and Ramirez swallows every single drop with need.

Your boyfriend normally being the sweet dear he is, made you think that he would let you have a minute to catch your breath before you move on, but no. Not this time.

Before you even have the time to bring yourself back to earth, Ramirez is already tossing you on your stomach and lifting your ass up.

He doesn't waste a single second in sliding his dick into your ass.You to feel his thick shaft pounding into you doggy style.

The pace is ungodly.His dick pulling all the way put before shoving it back in roughly.

After a few thrusts, you reach another orgasm. Ramirez continues to pull another orgasm out of you after another until it is almost too much for you.

"James, too much!" You wail out, feeling him rip out one particularly hard orgasm out of you.But he ignores all of your pleadings.

"I'm close." He whispers in your ear, his voice dropping into a deeper tone. "And I'm gonna shoot this load in you so deep that you aren't gonna be able to stand at all."

Ramirez finally slows down his pace, now going for slow, deep thrusts.

The closer he gets, the more vocal he gets.Little whines and whimpers leave his lips with each thrust, and suddenly he grips your shoulders, and spurts his thick seed deep into your ass.

Ramirez lets out a loud moan, eyes rolling back.

He collapses next to you on the bed, panting."That was awesome."

"Yeah..." You reply, now turning to face him. "C'mere" you request, opening your arms for your dear boyfriend.

Ramirez happily accepts, getting between your arms and kissing you once your faces are just inches away from eachother.

We should do this more often" you suggest, your eyes becoming heavy.

"Yeah, we should." Ramirez agrees. "But you look tired, and you should sleep first.We'll talk later."

Ramirez pulls the covers over you, as you soon doze off, falling asleep soundly while Ramirez puts his pants back on and leaves the room for you to sleep.

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[teecupangel]

Hi, I don't know if you know call of duty : modern warfare 1 and 2 but this been brainrotting me cos just imagine Desmond ending up enlisted in the millitary by some weird chance (like an undercovered mission after surviving from the Temple) and gets promoted really quick and somehow got to be got selected to be in task force 141 (they're SAS) and Desmond is like how the fuck I got selected? And everyone is like newbies doesn't take down very muscular soldiers four times their size easily and can walk silently on their feet. I also see him like some hot twink in the millitary because of Ezio charisma from his bleeds or maybe in an intimidating mysterious character because of the scar. I hope I didn't annoy you with this and btw I love your assassin's creed Ao3 works and would reread Yew Branches series and The White Aster of Masyaf 🥰❤

Hi nonny!

(Thank you! I'm so happy that the Yew Branches series and the White Aster of Masyaf so good that you would reread them and I would never be annoyed. I love getting asks of any kind and asks that makes me write plot are so fun to do ^w^)

So... My father and I play the campaign modes of all the COD games I can get my hands on for cheap XD (I have a soft spot for Advanced Warfare because the controls reminds me of Titantall 2 which is my favorite fps... next to Metro Last Light)

Unfortunately, this means that I haven’t played the reboot MW yet as I’m still waiting for them to go really cheap. :(

The OG MW Trilogy is my favorite COD campaign story though and I’ve seen some scenes so I have a vague idea of the plot of the reboot.

Anyway, let’s talk about how we can make this COD:MW x AC crossover work!

Of course, it will be set in Modern Day but that includes having all those advanced securities and other techs. Not to mention that military-grade tech is usually years ahead of the tech available to the public so it would be very risky for Desmond to falsify his records even if this was a joint Assassin-Erudito mission. Not just because of the army itself but also because Abstergo has got to have an ally or a plant there somewhere.

There is also that little thing with Abstergo posting his photos everywhere and going “have you seen this man?” but we’ll get back to that later.

I did briefly consider the idea of making this about Desmond joining the US army instead of becoming a bartender (maybe even going by the name 'Johnson' hmmmm?) but that wouldn't work since all those medical checkups would have flagged him immediately.

However…

A lot of military personnel having missions on foreign soil usually have a translator with them. Not only that, these translators are usually locals and, depending on the urgency and priority of the mission, background checks of translators could be spotty at times.

Enter Desmond using the fake id of one Eddie Richtofen (who is voiced by Nolan North in COD).

Now, in this setup, the mission has to be somewhere his Bleeds could help. This means a mission that needs a translator fluent in Italian, Arabic, or French. He’ll join as a translator for a ‘run in the mill’ job being conducted by the US Army, specifically by the US Army Rangers, 1st Battalion, 75th Regiment, Hunter 2-1 with Sergeant Foley and Private Ramirez.

They’re a special task force but this was meant to be one of the easy ones. Just a search and retrieve operation. Unfortunately, intel is too barebone so they have Desmond act as their translator when they need to talk to locals. Desmond was just there to confirm if there have been local Templar activities in the area and tagged along to make it easier to do recon.

Shit goes straight to the fan almost immediately because Desmond realizes all the locals they’re talking to are red. He and Ramirez have a kind of budding friendship going on because Desmond feels a kindred spirit for the quiet Ramirez who keeps getting ordered to do shit so he talks to Ramirez about it. Not about the Eagle Vision itself but about how something is just off with these locals. Something’s not right and all Desmond has is his guts.

Ramirez believes him because Desmond hasn’t lied to them and he gets Foley and the rest to be cautious.

That saves them when they get ambushed and the locals turn out to be an extremist group.

Things turned into a fucking shitstorm when the target they were sent to retrieve turns out to be a POE that is now hooked into this metal chamber and is emitting off the chart energy reading.

They have to retreat without retrieving the target because the extremists got reinforcement and Ramirez and Desmond get caught in a blast that sends them flying. Just as five men are about to shoot them, all five men dropped to the ground.

Desmond tries to get up but stops because he’s pretty sure he just broke a rib (or three) and sees three men quickly getting to their position. One of them knelt just ahead of them, semiautomatic aimed in front of them while the other two knelt next to Desmond and Ramirez.

The man next to Desmond wearing a tactical vest over a short sleeved black shirt informed calmly into the small radio strapped to his vest, “Bravo 7-1 to Bravo 0-6. We found two of the Americans.”

“Good work, Soap. Bring them in.”

“Roger that.”

And that’s when Desmond blacks out.

.

.

When Desmond wakes up, he’s now on a military base and he and Ramirez get debriefed about what just happened.

Long story short, Task Force 141 received more information about the POE (codename ‘Soma’) and they believe it’s being transported to Makarov who is their main target.

They still have no idea what ‘Soma’ is meant to do but those energy readings they had retrieved from Ramirez had given them an idea that it could be used to power something.

Or, worse, be used to cause a country-ending explosion.

Whatever Soma is meant to do, they must find it and intercept it before it could get to Makarov.

Of course, because there were American casualties, this has now become a joint mission between the US Army and SAS.

Taskforce 141 will be leading the operations and Ramirez gets drafted to join them as part of the whole ‘joint mission’ thing. Desmond gets roped in because they saw how he managed to take out many of the extremists with freaking knife throws and how everyone had a hard time seeing him as he stealth his way to taking out the extremists.

Of course, Desmond’s whole situation as part of the mission is iffy even when they received orders to take him in from the higher ups but someone Captain Price trusts vouches for him.

Captain MacMillan who may or may not be an Assassin who knows Bill Miles or may just be an ally of the Assassins. All Desmond knows is that MacMillan vouched for him with a “He’s my friend’s estranged son. Good man, terrible father. Kid went world-hopping to get away from his bastard of a father when he was sixteen.”

Not only that, this whole joint mission was scrambled together in a hurry and it was not helped by the fact that they need to find and retrieve Soma before it reaches Makarov so the Assassins were able to cobble together Desmond’s cover story and they had helped from the higher-ups in the US to make it all legit.

So Desmond Miles is now a military kid with a retired father who have all his missions classified. He’s now using his real name because the Assassins weren’t exactly that smart and they were on a time crunch too.

His world-hopping turned to him joining a secret task force (which may or may not have been implied to be the CIA) and the whole ‘terrorist thing’ was a way to get him some ‘street-cred’ so he could go undercover and infiltrate a secret terrorist group.

“Wait, if you were undercover since 2012, why are you now pretending to be a translator?” Soap asked with a slight frown.

“Mission was done.” Desmond shrugged, “Got a new mission. My handlers told me this translator job would be a good way to ease me back into the field.”

“And now you’re part of a joint task force under stressful time pressure. Wow, mate. Your luck sucks.”

“Yeah… it’s like the world hates me.”

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Unorganized Notes:

Soap, Ramirez, and Desmond are usually called the three stooges and they get roped into doing tasks together a lot during missions.

Desmond’s Haytham Bleed once slips and he starts speaking in his posh British accent when he gets into an argument with a member of Shadow Company, after that Gaz starts teasing him and calling him ‘milord’ much to his chagrin.

141 starts making bets on what is Desmond’s actual nationality. Haytham’s Bleed has Gaz firmly believe that Desmond is from old money (like all boys boarding school trust fund baby type) and is a British pretending to be an American. Soap thinks he’s European, probably Italian or French. Ghost didn’t want to join in but Soap is persistent so fuck it. He picks Middle Eastern because he once heard Desmond speak Arabic and Ghost just knows that accent is Syrian. (“How do you know his accent is Syrian?” “I just know.” “That’s not an answer, LT.”)

They meet up with Alejandro and Rudy later on because they believe Soma is traveling to Mexico and all of 141 loses it when they learn Desmond speaks Spanish (thanks to Ezio traveling to Spain for a bit)

Because of Desmond’s secretive past, his ability to turn anything into a weapon (even a freaking spoon), being a polygot, being very quick on his feet but staying quiet even when he’s holding a grenade launcher of all things, everyone is pretty sure he’s CIA.

Desmond’s unofficial nickname is ‘Spooks’ because they believe he’s CIA and he has a habit of making people jump whenever he’s suddenly next to them and they didn’t even hear him.

I don’t like how they made Shepherd into a typical corrupt military commander in the reboot so we’re sticking with OG Shepherd’s personality in this idea…………… this does mean that he has a more drastic plan for the future though

Speaking of Shepherd, Shepherd is an Assassin in this one. To be more precise, he’s the Bellec type of Assassin.

Captain Price has an idea of what the Assassins and Templars are but he’s not fully in the know. However, he does know Berg because he once had a mission with him back when Berg was part of the Finnish Special Forces (and Berg’s name was part of the shortlist for 141 members, he was removed when Price learned of his Abstergo affiliations)

Speaking of: Kate Laswell has been secretly looking into Abstergo but she’s been hitting brick walls and she’s sure it’s because someone in Abstergo is on to her. Since she’s CIA, she doesn’t mind getting her hands dirty and she’s been secretly colluding with Erudito to gain more intel on Abstergo. She doesn’t know about the Assassins yet but she’s sure that this little favor of helping Desmond be a CIA operative (with possible deniability of course) means that Desmond is part of Erudito and that Soma is connected to Abstergo.

Both Kate and Shepherd prepared different backstories for Desmond and both of them didn’t know about the other’s plans until Desmond was already noted to be a military kid turned CIA operative with missions filled with so many black lines it would have been easier to just leave full black papers on his files instead. That was… an awkward conversation to have.

Desmond is on his own because it's too risky to stay in contact with Shaun and Rebecca. However, Shaun and Rebecca leave messages that Desmond could only find if he uses his Eagle Vision in the army bases they're sure Desmond would stop by (thanks to Kate's intel). One of them leads to a box that has Desmond's hidden blade.

Captain Price may or may not have Eagle Vision. Desmond isn't sure yet.

#technically ramirez doesn't have to be in this plot but fuck it #ramirez is one of our fav cod mc #ramirez! add the proper tags! #no seriously i don't know how to tag this properly #i guess we just do the usual #assassin's creed #desmond miles #james ramirez #john mactavish #john soap mactavish #john price #captain john price #kyle garrick #kyle gaz garrick #simon riley #simon ghost riley #task force 141 #general shepherd #kate laswell #alejandro vargas #rodolfo parra #rodolfo rudy parra #call of duty #call of duty modern warfare #cod mw2 #cod mwii #modern warefare 2 #ask and answer #teecup writes/has a plot #fic idea: assassin's creed

[eruruvii]

Why do I have the strange urge to ship Ramirez from cod:mw2 and Kolinski from scp:overlord

#james ramirez #scp overlord #scp #cod mw2 #im sorry people #maybe its because they have to do everything basically #the different universe would be something hard to tackle #but eh #you gotta do what you gotta do

[kaczynskis-ass-kisser]

James Ramirez and my never ending quest to save all of the canon fodder Hunter 1-2’s

#looking Foley & Dunn in the eyes and promising the best bjs of their life if theyd just KEEP EVERYONE ALIVE #cod mw2 #cod 2009 #having a lot of fun with this game #james ramirez

[incorrect-modern-warfare-reborn]

Sgt. Foley: Ramirez! Fire a warning shot! Ramirez: Sir this is an M32 Rotary Grenade Launcher Sgt. Foley: Ah, potato, potato. Just fire it, Ramirez!

Triple Kill! +300 XP!

#Call of Duty #CoD #Call of Duty Modern Warfare #Modern Warfare 2 #Modern Warfare #Incorrect Modern Warfare #Sgt. Foley #Pvt. James Ramirez

[probablynotcy]

very soft.

“Is it okay if I kiss you?” James asked and his words were the reason the soft pink on the other man’s cheeks turned into a bright red that quickly crept up into his ears, the colorful hue highlighting the countless tiny freckles that were sprinkled across the stranger’s face, his cheeks, his nose, his chin, and as James’ eyes wandered he could see how they were even present on his neck and arms.

#writing #clancy writes #call of duty #cod #roachramirez #james ramirez #gary roach sanderson #wip

[running-mazes--moved]

as requested by my wonderful qpp ( @satan-incarnate-666 ), here's some modern warfare 2 rangers content !!

post mission, ramirez thinkin real hard and a few headcanons sprinkled in for ✨ spice ✨

read it on ao3 here

#✁ published works #★ call of duty #★ cod mw2 #✧ the rangers ( mw2 ) #✦ james ramirez #✦ sgt. foley

[mistydeyes]

I wanna get to know more about cod but idk where to start.

When I was younger I new of cod,but I wasn’t really into it.As I never had a console, (I was a wii kid 😭) my parents wouldn’t allow me to play those types of games.

but now that I’m older I joined the fandom a bit late and I wanna know where to start like what comics? I need to read,what game I should play first or watch a gameplay of etc

hi anon! thank you so much for asking :) it is a little daunting when you first look at it (especially with so many games, there's over 20+). i would recommend playing these/watching the gameplay in this order and i included some of the extra content where it fits with the games. the wiki is also a great source for information. here's a little timeline for you! this is primarily focusing on the cod: modern warfare series.

so what most people want to know is where to start if you're interested in the modern warfare story (with price, gaz. ghost, and simon). call of duty is separated into 4 different arcs: world war ii, modern warfare, black ops, and standalone games. as such it doesn't matter what order you play the overall games but within each category, they are mostly released with extra content in order

the initial games (2007-2011) what started it all for the reboots! the story has all the familiar faces but a different story! this includes soap and price having a stronger dynamic (as oppose to the reboot's Price/Gaz and Soap/Ghost). the timeline of the characters are also different compared to the reboot as you'll see throughout the games (this includes major events and character deaths). we follow Captain Price and his Taskforce 141 as they fight through various enemies and try to save the world. there is also more of an emphasis on joint missions (and playable characters) from the US military and federal agencies. there are also more playable characters (Sgt. Paul Jackson, Sgt. Gary "Roach" Sanderson, PFC Joseph Allen and James Ramirez, Yuri, SSG Derek "Frost" Westbrook, and Sgt. Marcus Burns). overall summaries: suggestive gaming | the leaderboard (timeline) price and soap's story: inkslasher

Soap's Journal from the Hardened Edition of Call of Duty: Modern Warfare 3 - 2011 part of the collector's edition for MW3, this 80+ page book details soap's pov for various events happening prior to the first game and through the last game. this includes military sketches, diagrams, and written entries from soap. soap's journal

Call of Duty 4: Modern Warfare - 2007 gameplay: gamingabsolute | gamer's little playground (only cutscenes)

Modern Warfare 2: Ghost - 2009 my post summary | the comic simon's story explained: inkslasher

Modern Warfare 2 - 2009 shameless promo here but this is my favorite game in the whole series! gameplay: mkiceandfire | gamer's little playground (only cutscenes)

Modern Warfare 3 - 2011 gameplay: nrmwalkthroughhd | gamer's little playground (only cutscenes)

the reboot (2019-2023) while sharing the same name/characterization as some of the characters in the initial series (including Price, Soap, Gaz, Ghost, Nikolai, Makarov, and General Shepherd), this story line is different from the initial series. instead of having many separate missions, it primarily follows Cpt. Price's Taskforce 141 and their allies, Laswell + Alex from the CIA, Urzik's rebel leader Farah Karim, Colonel Alejandro Vargas and SGM Rodlfo "Rudy" Parra, Nikolai, and PMC Commander Graves. the dynamics have changed in the game with the games focusing on Price and Gaz (+ Alex, Laswell, and Farah), then Soap and Ghost (+ Los Vaqueros and Graves).

Modern Warfare - 2019 gameplay: tmartn2 | shirrako (only cutscenes) summary: suggestive gaming | gamespot

Warzone - 2019 this six season battle royale style video game includes many of the characters from the main game. there are also various stories at align with the narratives in Modern Warfare, Black Ops, and Vanguard. summary: inkslasher

Modern Warfare II - 2022 gameplay: gamer's little playground | adguideshd (only cutscenes) summary: mrroflwaffles

Modern Warfare III - 2023 to be released in november

#task force 141 #call of duty modern warfare #cod mwii #modern warfare 2 #simon ghost riley #call of duty #john soap mactavish #kyle gaz garrick #modern warfare #izzie answers #madebyizzie #izzie is writing #izzie summarizes #gameplay #video games #modern warfare iii #call of duty mw3 #cod warzone

[halcyone-of-the-sea]

Updated Request Information Guideline as of 3/5/2023 to Present

I've decided to update my request guidelines to better reflect my needs for submissions, what I’m comfortable with, etc. Please read this before you request anything.

WHO I’LL WRITE FOR:

Modern Warfare II - 

John Price

Kyle ‘Gaz’ Garrick

Simon ‘Ghost' Riley

Johnny ‘Soap’ MacTavish

Phillip Graves

Alejandro Vargas

Rodolfo ‘Rudy’ Parra

Modern Warfare (2019) -

Alex Keller

CoD: Ghosts -

Keegan P. Russ 

David ‘Hesh’ Walker

Logan Walker

Thomas A. Merrick

Alex V. ‘Ajax’ Johnson

Kick

Modern Warfare: Multiplayer - 

Arthur

Nikto

König

Krueger

Misc. -

Gary ‘Roach’ Sanderson (MWII (2009))

James Ramirez (MWII (2009))

Derek ‘Frost’ Westbrook (MWIII (2011))

Sandman (MWIII (2011))

Original timeline character ver., e.g., '09 Soap, Ghost, etc.

If you would want someone to be added to this list - please ask and I'll look into it!

WHAT CONTENT I’M NOT COMFORTABLE WRITING/GENERAL REFUSALS:

Anything involving - 

Dubcon/Noncon

"Dark" content

In-game characters being asked to be portrayed as toxic/abusive/obsessive/etc.

Daddy kink

Pedophilia

Racism/hatred of a certain group of people, etc.

Petplay & anything in that area

Intense descriptions of SA*

Intense descriptions of Self-harm*

*I’m alright with writing very light references/insinuations after the fact - but no way in-depth.

WHAT I AM COMFORTABLE WRITING:

Involving - 

NSFW/smut

SFW

Angst

Intense gore/violence

Character death (major or minor)

Character pregnancy/having children/being parents, etc.

Pretty much anything not mentioned in the above category, always within reason, is fair game. If you’re unsure about your idea, please ask.

IMPORTANT INFO:

I only write F!Reader x M!Character fics

I do not write ship content

I ask that physical descriptions be left out of requests so I can write as vaguely as possible 

I also ask that any smut/NSFW requests be vague, not incredibly vulgar. A little idea of what you want is perfect, but I would rather you don’t send in multiple paragraphs of just....y’know. I put my ‘read-more’ bars and warnings to separate the contents from the main header, if you get what I’m saying.

It may help me more if you include a few sentences of what you’re thinking for your request - like a basic outline or literally just a prompt

You may send in a request and I may not be able to write it for a while, so, please be patient. I’ll get there eventually!

Just a reminder that every request may not turn into a fic - it’s all up to the time I’m able to put into writing and if I get that spark of imagination. I mean no harm/have no malicious intent if I’m unable to post/work on your request. There are a multitude of amazing authors on this website that may be able to write for you instead!

And, remember, if you’re confused/want further clarification it’s perfectly fine to ask me! I have no problem with answering questions.

Finally, thanks to everyone who sends in requests, general asks, etc. It’s incredibly uplifting to receive such support! Love you all!

#halcyone updates #requests #cod

[luci4theminorannoyance]

Could I request Ramirez and Roach with a male reader who is unintentionally clingy? Like always having a hand on them, never wanting to be far, following them everywhere, etc but he does it without realising

a/n: sure!

Ramirez:

-teased you about it at first but in the end your his boyfriend so he prefers you following him around anyway

-if you manage to follow him on missions such as you being on the same team as him though, he gets a tiny bit worried (not that he’d admit it) about you following him because you could get hurt

-adores just turning around and kissing you and going back what he was doing and leaving you all blushing

roach:

-he honestly thinks it’s so sweet, and will reach behind him for you to hold his hand multiple times a day

-he gets used to it very quickly since he loves having you around, but when your not following him now he gets a bit worried about where you are since your usually always right next to him

-loves the sounds of your footsteps behind him and simply just knowing your right there behind him always

#requests open #cod mw2 #cod fic #luci44_writing #cod headcanons #cod hcs #cod x male reader #cod x male y/n #roach headcannons #gary roach sanderson #roach x reader #roach x male reader #james ramirez x reader #james ramirez #James Ramirez x male reader #headcannons #roach x y/n #roach cod #gary sanderson

[skeletalgoats]

PUMP IT!

Pairings: James Ramirez x Fem!Reader

Theme:Smut

Warnings:Vaginal fingering, edging (only a little), pussy eating, overstimulation, rough sex, breeding(?), unprotected sex (wear protection y'all 😨)

A/N: I didn't realize how underrated he was until I couldn't find a proper photo of him

Tags: @puff0o0

MALE VERSION HERE

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"James, love, is this even allowed..?" You asked, not that you actually cared the moment he threw you on the bed, pinning you down by the throat.

"Don't know, don't care.I just fucking need you-god!" He groans, quickly undoing his belt and pulling his throbbing cock out.

Your jaw drops at the sight everytime, the thought of that thick and veiny dick inside of you makes you whimper.

Ramirez leans down and kisses your neck, biting and suckling until he leaves a trail of hickeys all the way down to your collarbone.

"Oh, fuck-" You moaned out.You loved the way he used his mouth on you.

All of a sudden, you feel Ramirez yanking your pants down and shoving his two thick fingers inside of you.

"oh FUCK JAMES!" You moan out as your eyes roll back.

Ramirez chuckles. "You like that, don't you?Being all wet n' ready for me just so you can have these fingers shoved inside of this beautiful pussy?"

Just as you're about to cum, you feel Ramirez pull his fingers out of you.

"I want you to cum on my tongue." He spits out coldly, pushing you back and spreading your legs.

And with that, Ramirez lunges his face at your pussy, eating you out like your cunt was the last meal he'll ever have.

Once he spots you gripping the sheets, he shoves his tongue inside you, licking up your slick.

"Ramirez, I'm close" You whine out, pleading that he wouldn't edge you again.To your luck, he didn't.

When Ramirez gets the signal that you're about to cum, he moves his tongue faster and eats at you harsher.

Your orgasm hits you like train, toes curling, eyes rolling back, and a highly pornograghic cry leaving your lips.

Ramirez normally being the sweet dear he is, made you think that he would let you have a minute to catch your breath. But no, not this time.

Before you even have the time to bring yourself back to earth, Ramirez is already tossing you on your stomach and lifting your ass up.

He doesn't waste a single second in sliding his dick into your pussy.

"Fuck you're so tight-" He groans out, grinding.

It doesn't take long for you to feel his thick shaft pounding into you doggy style.

The pace is ungodly.His dick pulling all the way put before shoving it back in roughly.

After a few thrusts, you reach another orgasm. Ramirez continues to pull another orgasm out of you after another until it is almost too much for you.

"James, too much!" You wail out, feeling him rip out one particularly hard orgasm out of you.But he ignores all of your pleadings.

"I'm close." He whispers in your ear, his voice dropping into a deeper tone. "And I'm not pulling out, just so you know."

Ramirez finally slows down his pace, now going for slow, deep thrusts.

The closer he gets, the more vocal he gets.Little whines and whimpers leave his lips with each thrust, and suddenly he grips your shoulders, and spurts his thick seed deep into your womb.

Ramirez lets out a loud moan, and you have your eyes rolling back at the feeling of his hot, thick, and sticky fluids being released into you.

He collapses next to you on the bed, panting."That was awesome."

"Yeah..." You reply, now turning to face him. "C'mere" you request, opening your arms for your dear boyfriend.

Ramirez happily accepts, getting between your arms and kissing you once your faces are just inches away from eachother.

"We should do this more often" you suggest, your eyes becoming heavy.

"Yeah, we should." Ramirez agrees. "But you look tired, and you should sleep first.We'll talk later."

Ramirez pulls the covers over you, as you soon doze off, falling asleep soundly while Ramirez puts his pants back on and leaves the room for you to sleep.

#call of duty #cod mw2 #cod x female reader #cod smut #call of duty smut #call of duty x reader #fem reader #call of duty x you #cod x you #cod x reader #ramirez cod #call of duty Ramirez #james ramirez x reader #james ramires x fem reader #james ramirez x female reader #james ramires smut #cod fic #cod mw2 2009 #call of duty modern warfare

[ikea-dollies]

Welcome to Ikea's Dollies, where I take my Original Characters and put them through some of the most traumatizing events of their lives :)

I'm your host Ikea and I'm the puppet master behind both the filthy smut and the mind-breaking angst you'll find below.

Have fun!

( P.S.: Some of these dollies are also present in my COD blog and I ask that if you've seen them there... No you didn't. This is an AU, okay? )

Victoria Isabelle “Whiskey” Callahan (aka Vic)

Kathleen Mary “Brass Balls” Moore (aka Kathy) w/ @bun-joint-dolls's Onyx Diamants

Three Times.

Rosalía Martina Estefania Montoya Ramirez Ortiz (aka Rosa)

Guadalupe Fernanda de la Gloria Montoya Ramirez Vargas (aka Lupe)

Gianna Valentina Moretti DeLuca (aka Gia) w/ @cod-z's Incardo Lozada Buffonge

Animals.

Spencer “Diesel” Collins (aka Spence)

Gaëlle Zoé Brogan

Damian Bernard Laurent (aka Dami)

Lucas Fox (aka Mr. Fox) w/ @goose-dollies's Kylie Rossi-Brown

Think I Need Someone Older

Bella Ciao

Dante Luis Donovan w/ @goose-dollies's Marissa Karin Romano

My Good Girl

Tarif Nedal Hassan Rahim

Eren Orham Doukas

Dominique Colette Clement (aka Domi)

Candace Marie James (aka Candy)

Jordan Aaliyah Whitlock

#oc blog #blog housekeeping #original characters #oc fiction

[legiongamerrd]

#Gamefemerides Hace 13 años se lanzó @callofduty : Modern Warfare 2. Es un FPS desarrollado por @infinityward y publicado por @activision . Es la 6ta entrega de la serie Call of Duty, y secuela directa de Call of Duty: Modern Warfare, continuando la historia. Fue lanzado para @microsoft @windows , @playstation 3, y @xbox 360. Una versión separada para Nintendo DS, titulada Modern Warfare: Mobilized, fue lanzada el mismo día. La versión de Xbox 360 es retrocompatible con Xbox One desde 2018. La campaña sigue a la Task Force 141, unas fuerzas especiales liderada por el Ct. Soap MacTavish, mientras cazan a Vladimir Makarov, líder del partido Ruso Ultranacionalista, y los Rangers de la Armada de E.U.A., quienes defienden su país de una invasión rusa. Los personajes principales son el sgt. Gary “Roach” Sanderson, de los 141, el cabo James Ramirez, de los Rangers, con el capitán MacTavish siendo jugable luego en la campaña. Un multijugador expandible con varios modos no disponibles en su predecesor, es contenido en el título. #LegionGamerRD #ElGamingnosune #Videojuegos #Gaming #RetroGaming #RetroGamer #CulturaGaming #CulturaGamer #GamingHistory #HistoriaGaming #GamerDominicano #GamingPodcast #Podcast #InfinityWard #Activision #CallofDuty #COD #CODMW2 #CallofDutyModernWarfare2 #PlayStation #PS3 #Xbox #Xbox360 #Windows #FPS #Multijugador https://www.instagram.com/p/CkygMf-r0Fw/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

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