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rottingcorps3s · 3 months

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"Daddy Issues" - J.P.

John Price x f!reader

Rating: 16+ (no smut, just cute) Word Count: Like 800?? Notice: Hey Alexa, please play “Daddy Issues” by The Neighborhood. I feel as if the title is self explanatory. A/N: It’s been a while since I’ve posted! Had a few ideas I wanted to get out so I decided to write this while I waited for Skyrim to download lol This was written on mobile and not proofread. Might make multiple parts of this, might not. But hope you enjoy!

His grip was tight on your hand. His fingers having completely engulfed your own as he pulled you through the crowd of people. His other hand holding onto the few shopping bags you had accumulated throughout the day.

John was an older man, not much older, but still older. You didn’t mind, obviously, but other people seemed to. It was evident in the stares from strangers that would linger just a second too long.

Is that your dad? You’d heard a hundred times over.

Is she your daughter? They’d ask John, a defeated look crossing his eyes.

When people realized that the two of you were in fact a couple, it tended to sour their mood. Seeing a younger woman with an older man their mind immediately went to Sugar Daddy. Which was far from the truth…kinda.

Did John spoil you? Definitely. Who wouldn’t want to? The multiple Cartier bracelets you owned, the 24k gold necklace that sat delicately against your sternum and the fact that your nails were always done every 4 weeks were proof of his generosity to you.

But your relationship was so much more than that. To him, you had done more for him than he’d ever be able to pay you back for. Your warm touch and inviting smile was all he needed to be satisfied, but you had gone further beyond that.

Since you had entered his life, not a day went by where he wasn’t thankful. Making sure he always had a hot meal waiting when he returned from deployment no matter the time of night. A hot bath already prepared by the time he was done eating. Your warm embrace waiting for him in bed as he washed away the horrors of war.

God forbid he spoils his woman a little.

You felt it happen a few blocks back, your shoe having slowly dragged your sock down the back of your heel and under your foot. It was driving you crazy, but the car was only a few blocks away. John could tell something was wrong as you seemed to lag behind him and stumbled every couple steps.

You had been looking into the window of one of the shops you passed by, seeing if anything interesting caught your eye before you were met with the solid chest of your boyfriend. You looked up at him and met his gaze, his eyebrows raised and a questioning look in his eyes.

“Are your shoes hurtin’ you?” he asked, pulling you off to the side to avoid being trampled by people.

You looked down at the shoes you were wearing, they were a simple pair of white sneakers. A pair John had bought you.

“No,” you said simply, a small smile forming on your lips as you admired him for a moment.

“You keep tripping over yourself?” he said as more of a question.

“My sock rolled under my foot, but I was just gonna fix it in the car.” You said simply.

His eyebrows furrowed as he listened to you, his eyes scanning your form and ultimately landing on your shoes. He paused for a moment, your gaze having wandered back to the window of the shop, waiting for him to start leading the way once more.

He let out a small sign before moving the bags he was holding further up his arm and got down onto one knee in front of you. His knees popping as he did.

You looked down at him with a questioning gaze before he gripped the back of your calf and set your shoe on his knee. You quickly gripped onto his shoulder as you used it to balance yourself. He made quick work of untying the laces and slipped your sneaker off. His hands felt ice cold against your feet as he gently pulled your sock back over your heel.

For as big as John was, he was extremely gentle. His fingers were calloused over and rough, but his touch was the complete opposite. He was nothing but gentle, and caring, and soft with you (unless you requested otherwise).

You felt your face heat up from the interaction, a deep red blush covering your cheeks as he slipped your shoe back on and tied the laces. He set your foot back down on the ground before grabbing ahold of the other one and doing the same thing.

People were staring, you both knew that, but it was such a sweet gesture that you completely blocked out the existence of everyone else around you. John stood back up once your other shoe was on, his eyes lingering on your face for a moment before he turned back around and continued to the car. Your hand still gripped tightly into his own.

You had a huge smile plastered across your face as you pushed yourself into his side. Your other hand holding onto his bicep, your nails gently digging into them.

“Thank you…” you said appreciatively. John smiled in response.

“Anything for you, love.”

(someone please stab me, I love John so much)

#call of duty #cod modern warfare #captain john price #john price cod #john price #modern warefare #john price x reader #john price x female reader

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multific · 11 months

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When He Comes Home Late for Date Night - Modern Warfare Men Preferences

Modern Warfare Men x Fem!Reader

John Price

John looked at his watch before letting out a sigh.

He was late. Terribly late, and yet he was still determined.

He arrived at his home, opening and closing the door before walking straight into the living room.

There, he found you sitting on the couch eating some snacks as you watched a movie.

"John! Welcome home!" you said before turning back to the movie on TV.

John stood there, stunned.

Tonight was supposed to be date night, and he was late, he was expecting to find you fuming, but you looked calm.

Unless this was a new technique.

"Hi, Darling."

"How was work?" you asked, not looking at him.

"The usual."

"I put your food in the fridge." John walked to the kitchen opening the fridge slowly, as if expecting it to explode, but nothing happened.

He pulled out the plate and re-heat the food. Smelling it.

Could it be poisoned? No, you wouldn't go that far... or would you?

But John found the food to be delicious. He sat at the table when you joined him, opening a beer for him as you drank some water.

"Did something happen?" you asked.

"What do you mean?"

"You are usually late when something happened...another bad guy?" John let out a sigh.

"Guess you can say that. I kind of expected for you to..."

"Flip out?" you laughed as he nodded. "Well, no point in doing that, I know you couldn't do anything about it, if you are busy, it is what it is unfortunately. We will have a date when the time is right."

"You are an angel." he smiled as he finished his plate.

Even when you met, John knew he won the lottery with you.

Simon Riley

Simon opened the door fearfully, he feared no man, but the anger of his wife was greater than any terrorist he could ever face.

After about five more minutes he opened the door only to find the house completely silent.

Your dog rushed to him, excited to see his other owner home but other than that, nothing.

"Where's your mother?" Simon asked the German Shepperd who excitedly ran off into the house. Simon headed to the kitchen for a drink and found a note on the fridge.

'Simon,

I had a feeling you would be late, I bet you were scared shitless that I would be angry. These things happen, please don't worry.

I made you food, it's in the fridge if you want it.

I'm off to sleep now, because I am a grandma and I need my beauty sleep.

Love ya,

Your Wifey'

Simon smiled at the note before heading into the bedroom, he found you there on the bed, sleeping soundly.

He placed a kiss to your temple before he headed for a quick shower.

Johnny MacTavish

Johnny knew this wasn't good. He was supposed to be home, hours ago! He jumped out of his car and rushed into the house.

He could hear music playing somewhere in the house.

"Bonnie?"

"Bath." came a simple reply.

Johnny almost doubled over when he arrived in the bathroom. Scented candles were lit, the tub filled with water which he can only assume you put at least two bathbombs, your hair was pulled back in a bun, in one hand a glass of wine in the other your favourite book.

"Good to see you Johnny." you said sipping your wine. "I decided since you were late to turn date-night into me-night." you said before you turned back to your book.

"Bonnie, it's almost 1am."

"And? I don't have work tomorrow or should I say, today?"

"Are you not... angry?"

"Why would I be? I know your line of work, when you were an hour late, I ordered some pizza and done some skin care. It's not your fault that Captain Price likes to talk about every little detail months before a mission. Be a darling and pour me some more wine please?"

Johnny was truly stunned. He grabbed the bottle, noting how it was half empty before he poured you some.

"Did you say pizza? Do we have some left?"

"On the counter. Be quick because I'm almost done here, I believe you have some apologizing to do."

"Apologize? You said you are not angry."

"I'm not, but I thought it would be the perfect ending for my perfect night."

"Alright, Bonnie." he quickly kissed your cheek before he disappeared down the hallway.

Kyle Garrick

Kyle was sure he was a dead man.

No way he is going to survive this. He was ready to lose everything.

The last time he arrived home late, he barely made it out alive with you being pregnant at the time, your hormones were crazy.

So, again, he prepared for the worst.

With your daughter seven months old, she slept through the nights. You and Kyle decided to have a quiet night and once she was asleep, you would have a nice date in the kitchen.

But of course, his job had other ideas.

Kyle entered his home quietly but it was anything but quiet inside.

He could hear the cries coming from upstairs.

He rushed up the stairs and soon found you in the hallway, pacing, trying to calm your little one.

"She just has been crying for hours now, I don't know what to do." you said as Kyle got her from your hands and placed her on his chest, slowly bouncing her.

She almost immediately calmed down and fell asleep.

"Thank you. She must have been missing you." you said as you let out a sigh, blessed silence.

"You said she cried for hours?"

"I assume hours, I am partially deaf to my left ear now." you giggled as Kyle smiled.

"Sorry, I'm late."

"Oh, I didn't even notice the time!" you looked at the clock on the wall. "I didn't even cook, all we have are leftovers."

"Leftovers will be perfect, let me put the little Princess down." Kyle gave you a quick kiss before he went to the nursery and put his daughter to sleep. With one last kiss to her forehead, Kyle turned her night lamp on before leaving the room.

Alejandro Vargas

Alejandro hated to be late.

He was always a very punctual person.

But these things can unfortunately happen.

But he still hated it.

He wanted to go home early and spend the night with you since his mother had your children for the weekend.

Alejandro just didn't expect to get called in on a Saturday.

He was rather angry with himself but when he found you on the couch, surrounded by pizza boxes and soft drinks, his anger turned to confusion.

"Mi Amor?"

"Welcome home! I was a bit... hungry."

"I can see. Five pizza?"

"I also have ice cream and...brownies."

"The last time you ate this much was when you were pregnant." Alejandro giggled but you stayed too quiet so he also froze in his place. "Are-Are you?"

"Surprise?"

"DIOS MIO!"

"I wanted to tell you during dinner but then you were late and I got hungry! Sorry. I had it all planned too!"

"My Goddess! Three?! Are we about to have three children? I am going to be a dad again?!"

Alejandro watched you pull out an envelope and you handed it to him.

He opened and it is a paper he had seen in his life before, twice.

"You are pregnant... six weeks." he looked up at you.

"Yes. And I craved pizza, I saw they had one with fish then I saw the pepperoni and the corn and by the time I knew I had ordered five... I ordered so much they gave me free drinks and ice cream. Are you happy?"

"About the baby or the pizza?"

"...both?" He rushed to give you a hug.

"I am thrilled! I thought you would skin me for being late and here you are, My Angel, perfect, with pizza and pregnant! I couldn't ask for more." you smiled at him as he pulled you in for a kiss.

Soon, you both sat down as you ate all five of the pizza and watched movies.

Maybe being late wasn't such a bad thing.

König

König was ready for the worst.

He didn’t meant for his training to go on for so long. He lost track of time once he was practicing his shooting.

With a rose bouquet in his hand he entered the house, scared of what he might find inside.

He was prepared for you being angry, he was prepared for you punching him.

What he wasn’t prepared for is you sleeping soundly with your cat cuddled up to your side.

He took a step forward only to check on you and the floor made a noise under his weight.

It woke you up a little.

“Liebling, it’s only me.”

“Ah, okay, baby. Long day?” you asked, not even opening your eyes.

“Yes.”

“Alright, shower and cuddle.” you said before you turned back, ready to sleep once more.

König did exactly as you said, he showered and soon joined you.

“Are you not angry with me?” he asked as you moved to sleep on his chest.

“No. I kinda forgot that today was supposed to be date night. I went shopping and came home late.”

He only nodded. At least you weren’t waiting for him.

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ghostismybbygorl · 1 year

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Y/n runs into the room

"JOHNNY JOHNNY EXPERAMENT TIME"

You slammed your body into the seat next to him

"So" you motikned your hands

"You know how bleach and amonia makes mustart gas?"

"Im listening" soap said cocking a eyebrow at them

"WELL U FOUND OUT ITS FLAMMABLE" you had a devious look in your eye as you motioned a small boom sound

"So?"

"SO! LETS TRY TO MAKE IT EXPLODE AND CREATE A MUSTARD GAS BOMB"

You pulled soap out if his chair and rush to the bomb feilds

You pulled out bleach and floor cleaner and a grenade. You handed soap a gas mask and put yours on as well you added the chemicals together screwing the bomb back together slowly. You unclipped it and trew it as far as you could.

"BAAAAAMM" a giant explosion of smoke erupted.

You let out a maniacal laugh

"LETS FUCKING GOOOOO"

"Gemme ine if these things" soap reached out he took the pen out and chucked it farther than yours

"BAAAAM"

Soap chuckled

"ANITHER ONE MATE!"

You handed him the last grenade with a giggle

He chucked it hadd

"FUCK YEAH LETS GOO" he held

It exploded causing another giant explosion

"OH FUCK GET DOWN!" Soap covered your body as hot debree from a IED fell over them.

The two of you peered up over the sand bags and looked at each other. Soaps eyes filled with excitement and yours filled with diabolical plans.

Price rushed into the infirmary standing next to ghost who was holding a burn kit.

"The fuck did they do now"

"Explosive mustard gas then lighting random objects on fire and dousing them in chemical, some how they got ahold of a couch and burned it down using frags."

You and soap ended up getting 3rd degree chemical burns on your arms having to he treated immediately.

"Never let them near explosives or cleaning chemicals again"

You fist bumped soap

"Fuckin worth it" he groaned

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mudgazing · 4 months

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I like to think that Farah's troops call Alex "Farah's white boy" or "Farah's American" (affectionate) in private

#alex keller #alex echo 3 1 #farah karim #farahalex #faralex #cod #cod headcanons #mwii #mw 2019 #cod hcs #modern warefare #Alex is 100% aware but Farah is oblivious :D

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ifyouwalkedinmyskin · 3 months

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First MakaYuri art of the year <3

Oug- life is life-ing and I'm ill jdndmsksm

I shall work on more art soon-

Now I'll crawl back into my rabbit hole and finish what I started :]

#MakaYuri #makayuri #Modern Warefare #Vladimir Makarov #Yuri Volkov #Call of Duty #I know the original Yuri most likely doesn't have a last name or he does and it just isn't revealed but I like Volkov being his surname :3 #🐰☁blurry bunny_arts☁🐇

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servethelight · 4 months

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My theory for the next modern warefare is:

1. Ghost goes bonkers and gets killed

2. Gaz gets killed

3. Price kills Makarov and the game ends with him smoking cigar while the police arrives

This is based on the fact that in the originals Gaz is the first to die out of 141 and Soap the last. Since this time Soap was the first to die I figured maybe they reverse the stop breathing order. Also given Soap and Ghost’s close relationship in this game, it would be the perfect starting point to make Ghost do something stupid.

#call of duty #modern warefare #ghost #simon ghost riley #cod mw3 #gaming #john soap mactavish #soap #kyle gaz garrick #gaz #captain price #mw4

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floating-space-jellyfish · 7 months

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A compilation of Blingees for the 141! ^^

#blingee #call of duty #modern warfare 2 #modern warefare #cod mw2 #john soap mactavish #simon ghost riley #kyle gaz garrick #john price #gif #my art

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rosemary-morgan · 3 months

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Music playlists of Price and Co.

I'm on a long trip today and while listening to music I wondered what the guys from 141 would have on their music playlist?

(That's just my idea of their taste in music. Everyone has different ideas 😊)

Stella Explorer - Gold Rush

The Midnight - Deep Blue

Tahnee Cain and Tryanglz - Photoplay

Bad Bunny - DÀKITI

Corey Hart - Sunglasses at night

FM Attack - Magic

FM-84 - Running in the night

Home - Resonance

VØJ - HEAR ME

And so much more... 😊

#call of duty #modern warefare #cod 141 #john price #simon ghost riley #johnny soap mactavish #kyle gaz garrick

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wittymanatee · 1 year

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I like how Soaps scared or (doesnt like) dogs but like I feel like he just doesnt like any sort of animal or pet. Like he had a lot of pets growing up but they all hated him, so he learned to dislike them back.

Parret- Poke soap/scratched him

Cat- Hiss/Scratched him

Dog-Barked/Bit him

Bunny-Bit him

Lizard-Bit him then traumatized him when the lizards tail fell off

Mouse-Kept dying when he got close

Fish-hide every time he got near/killed itself so much(Poor mama Mactavish, buying so many fish for soap)

Snake-Bit him/lost the snake (Had to move out)

He’s telling Gaz all this and he’s just laughing non-stop at Soap, making fun at his bad luck with animals. Price just shaking his head at this, and Ghost, going out of his way to find a mouse and show Soap it, while Soap is screaming bloody murder at it and running away.

#soap mactavish #modern warefare #kyle gaz garrick #poor soap having bad luck with animals #john soap mactavish #ghostsoap #soapghost #captain price #john price #simon ghost riley

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aghostwrites · 6 months

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The late night

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WARNINGS: oral (male receiving), begging, NSFW, female dominant, she/her pronouns. he/him pronouns, mentions of sex, orgasm (male receiving)

Paring: Simon "ghost" Riley x f!reader

Word count: 1K

*minors do not engage*

Extra: depending on how well this fic is received, it could possibly be turned into a series.

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You:

The body beside you sleeps soundly, probably for the first time in months. There is a comfort and safety about being in your own bed after a long trip away. His trips are longer than most and are a lot more dangerous. Simon snores softly jolting you from your late-night thoughts. You look over at his sleeping figure. The blanket pulled up to his chest, one arm wrapped around your shoulders and the other resting on his stomach.

As much as you hate the reason why, these moments are still your favorite. When you can watch him sleep and see the years of death and carnage disappear from his face. You look back at the ceiling, the lights outside your window casting shadow shapes. You spot a bunny then a flower, what should be blobs you find beauty in because if you let your mind wander you would be swallowed by the darkness.

You look over to Simon again and nearly jump out of your skin. His eyes are open and staring at you with concern.

“Sorry,” He says, his voice deep with sleep. “Are you okay, luv?” He asks. You sit up away from him but he follows, letting the blanket pool around your waists. He wraps his arms around you and pulls you to his chest where you can hear his heartbeat.

“Sorry, hon. I can’t sleep.” You tell him, putting your face in your hands to hold back the tears. He kisses your bare shoulder then begins trailing kisses up your neck. You sigh at the feeling of his lips on your skin but you still push him away. “You are tired, you need to sleep.” Simon lets out a low hum.

“I’m awake now, and I want to hold you.” He says kissing your jaw. You turn and kiss him, and his hands slide down your figure to hold your hips. He tries to pull you into his lap but you stop him again.

“You sure?” You ask him, adjusting so you sit on your knees beside him. He runs his hand through your hair and drags you close to press a heated kiss to your lips. Here's your answer. When you break apart you use your position to push Simon back to the bed then start kissing down his chest to his hips. He moans when you scrape your teeth along the V of his hips. You slide your hands up and down his waist just barely brushing the skin, then you move to pull the blanket down further exposing Simon. You can’t help the smirk that spreads across your face, you love the fact that he sleeps naked. His cock begins to grow with excitement. Just having you near drives him into a lust-filled frenzy.

“Excited?” You tease him. He gasps when you start stroking him as you continue to kiss around his hips.

“Yes,” He moans, lifting his hips into your touch.

You rub your finger along the slit of his tip, noticing his back arch slightly to your touch. You love the way he is so needy for your touch. “Luv,” he sighs. Simon usually doesn't have the habit of begging for your touch, he usually begs for your mouth. Teasing Simon like this is sweet revenge for all the times he teases you, so you plan to drag this out until he is properly begging for you. You rub little circles on the tip that causes Simon to whimper, bucking his hips towards your lips.

You kiss the head of his cock before moving down to his thighs. You drag your lips up his thigh to the base of his cock before pulling away and moving to the other leg. His moan is loud when you drag your tongue up the bottom of his cock and suck his head. You let go before he can get accustomed to the feeling, and return your lips to his thighs.

“What do we say?” You ask him, watching his eyes close tight with how you are holding his cock. He gasps at every tiny movement of your hand, wanting to thrust but you hold him in place with a hand on his leg. “Are you going to be a good boy?” You suck his balls and his eyes fly open to look at you.

“Yes,” He groans.

“Yes, what?”

“Yes, Ma’am.” You hum with a mouth full of heavy balls. His eyes almost roll back into his skull. You pump his cock a few times then rest your hand at the base.

“Then what do we say?” He growls, knowing how excited you are having him at your mercy. Your panties are soaking wet seeing him like this. His cock is throbbing with how much he wants to cum in your mouth. Maybe if he continues to be a good boy you will let him.

“Please, Ma’am.” You spit on his cock before opening your mouth, slipping your tongue onto him, licking down to the base, and slowly back up before taking him fully in your mouth. Simon snakes his hands into your hair, giving a slight tug. He wants to set the pace, but you stop him by refusing to bob your head. He relaxes his grip on your head, instead, he holds your hair allowing you to work at your own speed.

You start slow, agonizingly slow. Starting with just the tip of his cock you take a little of him at a time. The grip in your hair grows tighter the longer you drag this out, and you couldn’t be happier.

Simon:

Simon could hardly contain himself seeing his girlfriend on his cock like this, it was an ego boost. Recently she has been getting attention from Captain Price and it angered Simon more than anything. Of course, it wasn't her fault, she is the most beautiful woman that Simon has ever seen, and the most beautiful woman that the men in the barracks have ever seen. Among the soldiers, Simon was not someone to play with. During the barracks workouts, Price always seemed to make her his partner, Simon couldn't help but notice the way Price looked at her ass, the hand gripping her waist during squats, it sent him into a jealous rage.

However, Simon would never let that show, especially to her. This was not the side of Simon that he wanted her to see. He didn't want her to see “Ghost”, the aggressive man. He wanted her to see who he truly was, a man that was purely devoted to her. He didn't want to own her but instead allowed her to own him, he was submitted to her. He would do anything to please her, kill her enemies, make her scream with pleasure, whatever she required, he would do. She ruled his thoughts. Sometimes Simon wanted to dominate her in the bedroom, his role in the barracks would try and slip through, but he couldn't. The only thought on his mind was doing what she wanted, what she needed. Her moans would send him to his knees. That's all he wanted to hear, her little whimpers right before she came. It was his music. The need to submit to her would always take over.

He sees the light change in her eyes, the light fading into a deep shadow of lust. He could see the desire change and her need for him. Her cheeks hollow out, making the perfect mold around his cock.

“Fuck, please let me cum,” He begs.

He knew he was fucked by the look in her eyes. The control she had on him is indescribable. “Beg for it Simon, earn your release.” She quickened her pace. His head falls back as she takes his length all the way into her mouth. She gags around his cock, the sounds make him twitch.

“Please, ma'am? I'll do anything you want but please just let me cum.” She nods around his length, finally giving him permission. Simon runs his hands through her hair gripping it tight so he can repeatedly shove his cock deep into her throat. His strokes began to grow sloppy.

“Ma’am, I’m going to cum.” He grunts. His release is heavy as he shoots into her throat causing her to swallow hard in order to not spill all his load out her mouth. She crawls up the bed and opens her mouth to show him the remains of his load on her tongue before she swallows.

The sight of her swallowing his load makes him hard once more. He knows it is time for her pleasure. He wants to devour her. Simon doesn’t give himself time to think before he acts. Pushing her down on the bed, displayed. He is glad she had the habit of sleeping naked, it always makes things easier for him. Simon pulls her to the edge of the bed and kneels down, face in between her thighs. This is heaven to Simon, kneeling before the woman he loves.

Blaze

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#ghost cod #simon ghost riley #cod x reader #smut stories #male and female #call of duty #cod modern warfare #modern warefare #f!reader #ghost x f!reader #smut

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iloveghostfromcod · 16 hours

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Sneak peek! Teehee

“Let me go,” you say softly. You meet Ghost's gaze, expression serious. Every cell in your body wants Ghost to pull you close, to make you stop. Quit it, you chide yourself. You’re not a teenager. Stay on task.

#ghost x reader #tf 141 #john soap mactavish #modern warefare ii #modern warefare 2 x reader #modern warefare #ghost cod #call of duty modern warefare #ghost x you #ghost x y/n #slow burn

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boxofthings · 1 year

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GhostRoach is def the relationship dynamic where one person willl ramble constantly about the most obscure topics while the other person understands nothing but listens to them talk adoringly.

#you can probably guess who is who #roach might be mute but ik that bitch is the most talkative 141 member and could spend 3 hours talking to you abt how crabs mate idk #roach: and if Nemo was actually realistically accurate his father wouldve just switched genders and continued on with having babies #ghost who has not said a word in 2 hours: i love you #ghostroach #ghost x roach #simon ghost riley #gary roach sanderson #cod #call of duty #mw2 #modern warefare #crack #box of words #box of posts

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multific · 1 year

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Luckiest Man

Alejandro Vargas x Reader

"How many safe houses do you need?" asked Soap, annoyed that yet another plan went to shit and now he and Ghost had to hide with Alejandro.

"Amigo, it's not about the quantity but the quality." just as he said that the door to the house opened.

"Papi!" came rushing out onto the porch and down the stairs a little girl. So tiny, the teddy in her arms was bigger, which didn't help her running, so at one point, she dropped it.

Ghost and Soap watched as the little girl rushed to Alejandro who picked her up as she laughed with such joy in her voice.

"Te extrañé mucho, Bebé," (I missed you so much, Baby.) said Alejandro as he kissed the little girl.

"Who are they, Papi?" she asked, pointing at Ghost.

"Friends, Cariño. Where's your mother?" he asked but the little girl was to busy staring at Ghost.

For a split second Ghost thought the child was afraid, but then she giggled and made motions to let her father know, she wanted to go to the man his father called a friend.

"Soap, Ghost, meet my little Isabella. Isa, meet John and Simon." she smiled and waved at them.

"You have a kid? Now that's-" but Johnny didn't finish, Alejandro put his daughter down as she rushed over to Ghost immediately, she put her arms up and looked at the huge man.

"Uppsie!" she said, well, more demanded. Alejandro just laughed as he nodded for Ghost, letting him know it was okay. And who was Ghost to say no to such a bright child.

"Look at this Isa, your favourite Teddy's in the dirt, we will have to ask Mommy to wash it for you now." said Alejandro as they all started to walk to the house, Isa too occupied with Ghost's mask and clothes to care about her teddy.

"And meet Mi Esposa, the lovely Y/N." Alejandro said as he found you in the kitchen, and by the smells, everyone could tell, it was delicious.

"Just in time." you turned to introduce yourself to the others as you took your child away from Simon and made her go and wash her hands.

Ghost and Soap were both a bit taken aback, seeing Alejandro as a father, made both of them think, well it made Johnny think more, he imagined if he could have this all for himself. A wife and family of his own even if his life was so different from the domestic kind.

Seeing Alejandro so in love with his wife and child, Johnny was not afraid to admit he was jealous.

"Your friends are nice." you said as he finally laid down into your bed. Isa barely wanted to let go of her father. But now, her and your guests were all in their rooms.

"Are they?" he smirked as he looked at you. "I'm happy both of you think so. I thought she will be scared."

"Oh, no, Isa is... special. She can see the good in people not only their looks."

"Much like you, Mi Amor. Which is why you fell in love with me."

"Oh yeah, I saw the caring man, not just the smug handsome asshole." this made him laugh. "But I do love you, Alejandro." he smiled and leaned over to give you a kiss.

He knew he wouldn't be able to convince you to get down and dirty with people in your home, so for how, he just cuddled into your chest.

Without a doubt, he was the luckiest man alive.

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141 when they're angry and how they cry

Im feeling a little bit angsty tonight 😈

Warnings: self inflicted pain, ptsd, truama responce, crying, anger

Price

It takes alot to get him pissed the fuck off but when he does he blows the fuck up like full blown disappointed dad he will make you cry. This usually only happens if he had a rookie or someone close to him nearly gets killed or a mission goes SOUTH

Again it takes alot to get him pissed if he realizes he getting to that level of anger he'll excuse himself take some breaths smoke like 3 cigars to get his composure together and then he'll address the problem

He's usually just passive aggressive and says some really petty shit

Now he's a silent crier with the occasional sniffer. He's stroke his beard and rub his face with a groan. He hide his face and just silently sit there until he gets his composure. He aslo does breathing exercises to calm him down

Soap

When he's pissed of he'll get really quiet and shit himself off. He does the "im fine" and if you keep prodding at him he'll blow up in a yelling fit.

Hes a angry crier like full blow screaming crying punching things. Hes a whole hurricane when he's MAD

Now he will never lay a finger on anyone he loves if your in the middle of an argument and he starts forming tears he'll storm off and find something to punch. He keeps a punching bag around so that he doesn't have to hurt himself on anything. he wont punch the walls because he'd be the one fixing it.

He one time got so pissed he dissapeard and ghost found him curled up by a tree that had obviously taken a beating. his knuckles will be bleeding and bruised. He'll be a sobbing mess hyperventilating, hiccuping, coughing ghost would have to calm him down and try to get him leveled

Hes the screamer type crier he'll be holding something just wailing. If you ask him whats wrong he will just pull you in a hug and just let it loose.

Ghost

(Alright so in the comics he was in a abusive household where his dad would beat his mom and he would terrorize him with new foreign animals and he witnessed his dad murder a woman at a concert and he just told him to laugh it off. He was captured and tortured to near death being buried with his comrad so he has MAJOR PTSD from it so this kind of falls into the senario)

He tries HARD to not loose his composure in fear that he will be like his dad and loose his shit

Hes goes quiet and shuts himself off. Like price he'll excuse himself and get his composure together. He raises his voice and will warn you that you're pissing him off and to stop immediately. If you don't stop he'll tell you "that's enough!" And storm off

His whole aura will change and you can feel the anger radiate off of him. He's the type to go "its fine don't worry about it" if you ask before storming off to somewhere quiet

so theres this trauma response where if someone you know where to get hurt or something just makes you snap you start laughing i feel like ghost has that especially in the comics he has a ptsd attack and just starts laughing

When he has an attack he'l start with a chuckle and then it just mores into a sick laugh and itll just turn into him full blown sobbing and laughing at the same time

He's also a silent crier so if he's severly overstimulated he'l lie down and his eyes will start becoming waterfalls. No sniffles he just stares while his eyes soak the floor

Gaz

He RANTS when he's pissed the fuck off. He will call you out in your bullshit and roast the fuck outta you. he does the hand clap, waves his hands in the air everything. He's a bery level headed person but if you say something that pushes that button right be ready for a blow up

He doesnt get violent whats so ever unless the person provokes it. His dad (price lol) taught him to not start a fight but finish it and he damn well finish one.

He super sarcastic when he's irritated and is passive aggressive

"And thats why your mamas dead.... dead as hell"

When he cries he has tears streaming down his face and he does the quiet sobs that will turn into hiccups and him rubbing his eyes constantly

He doesnt cry that much (except for weddings hes a sucker for them) and he usually doesnt show anyone that he's crying (except for the weddings 😂)

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