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certifiedfreec · 4 months

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i feel like there would be some subtle signs that ghost took an interest in you…

- one time you were showing him something on the computer, and he took that massive 6’4” body of his and leaned it right over your shoulder to read the screen. as if that wasn’t close enough, he rested one of his big ‘ol calloused hands on the desk beside you, effectively caging you into your seat. you could practically feel the warmth that radiated off of him when he did that. (he really likes the smell of your shampoo, by the way.)

- he watched you make your coffee one morning, memorizing your order down to the number of sugar packets you used. after that, you’d head down to make your morning cup and all the exact ingredients would mysteriously be laid out on the counter for you. he’d pick on you later about drinking coffee instead of tea, though. maybe he’ll make you a cup for you to try- back in his own office, of course ;)

- everyone in tf141 knows you’re a perfectly capable soldier, so they think it’s odd that ghost always finds ways to provide extra backup for you during missions. guarding you from danger, making sure your area is clear of threats…he can’t help but want to protect and take care of his fellow teammate, though he has a list of other ways he’d like to take care of you :’)

i feel like there would be some subtle signs that keegan took an interest in you…

- he saw your phone screen after training one day, immediately zeroing in on the artist you were listening to. later that evening he casually brings up the exact same band/person, because he’s coincidentally one of their biggest fans! maybe he’ll ask you to go to one of their shows when you’re off duty… looks like you’ve found yourself a concert buddy ;)

- he bullies you, but it’s with the best intentions. it’s more like him relentlessly nagging at you until you match his snarky energy and give him some sass back, which he loves to provoke from you. you always have the best comebacks when he uses his dry humor on you, and he thinks it’s adorable. he definitely likes to push your buttons, but he’d like to undo them even more <3

- ever since he revealed your “shared love” for your favorite artist, he sends you music recommendations for you to listen to (that will hopefully make you think of him whenever you hear them!). pay attention to the lyrics, because he might be trying to tell you something with them… :))

i feel like there would be some subtle signs that graves took an interest in you…

- if you have any snacks or candy on you, he’s nonchalantly stepping right beside you and doing that “underhand-behind-the-back” gesture for you to shake some into his palm. (sometimes he imagines that’s what your lips taste like- omg who said that???)

- he let you wear his jacket during an operation where you were in the freezing cold outside for an extensive amount of time. he watched you shiver through your orders, trying your best to be a good soldier for him :( he walked up to you and draped his shadow company jacket over your shoulders (which smelled deliciously like him) and flashed you that toothy grin. “you look like you’re ‘bout to get frostbite, soldier. take this.” (he was definitely thinking of some other ways that he could warm you up…)

- he took his time when he read through your file, and wow, it looks like your city’s professional football team rivals his. it’s the perfect way to initiate banter with you. he’ll be giving you a hard time about it for sure, and maybe he’ll make some interesting bets with you depending on how well the season’s going ;)

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homicidal-slvt · 10 months

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Thoughts on COD men favorite way to cuddle? Personally I believe Soap likes to lay directly on top of his partner, he’s a whore for head scratches. Please any soft headcanons you have for 141+LV would do rn. I just need some soft boys. 🥹

How Do They Cuddle?

COD SFW Head-Canons

Characters: John Price, Johnny Mactavish, Simon Riley, Kyle Garrick, Alex Keller, Gary Sanderson, Nikolai, Alejandro Vargas, Rodolfo Parra, Kate Laswell, Valeria Garza, Phillip Graves, König, Farah Karim

Warnings: None- Just Fluff.

John Price

Loves to pull you into his arms in bed and be the big spoon, honestly okay with most cuddle positions.

Will lay on top of you and snuggle but it's typically unintentionally in his sleep- like a weighted blanket that snores and sleep talks.

Will pass out immediately if you rub his shoulders.

Johnny Mactavish

Absolutely adores laying on top of you with his head on your chest, your heartbeat soothes him and lord help him if you scratch his head- he may just drool.

Any and all types of spooning is welcome, will be the little or big spoon.

Hands on you every chance he is given, tugging you close in bed and nearly roasting you because this man is a straight up living furnace.

Simon Riley

Pulls you into his side so you can lay your head on his chest, typically sleeps laying on his back.

Absolutely melts if you press little kisses to the scars on his face, wraps his arms around you so tight that there is no escape.

Not opposed to you spooning him or just wrapping your arms around him from behind.

Kyle Garrick

Does the thing of tucking your head to his chest so you can listen to his heartbeat, will also hum a soft tune to you and murmur the sweetest things as you fall asleep.

Tuck your face into the crook of his neck and you'll hear an audible sigh of happiness, arms slipping around you to pull you impossibly close.

Kiss attack!!! Will randomly pepper kisses all over your face and anywhere else you'll let him- he just can't resist you.

Alex Keller

Absolute puppy energy as he follows you around closer than usual whenever he wants to cuddle, will eagerly pull you to him on the couch or wherever else you two sit down.

Tucks his face into the crook of your neck and purposely tickles you with his facial hair, grins like an idiot when you giggle and push at him.

Is typically the big spoon in bed because he just loves being the one with his arms around you, planting kisses to your shoulders.

Gary Sanderson

Lays on top of you to trap you with his affection, nuzzling and making little hum sounds to express how much he adores you.

Traces shapes and letters along your skin when you two are cuddling in bed, loves tugging you close to his chest and running his hands along your back.

Often pats his lap when he wants you to stop what you're doing and just come sit on him for snuggles for awhile.

Nikolai

Handsy? Handsy. Gentle touches at all times and constant hugs from behind, is so damn cozy though and knows it- pulling you into him every opportunity.

Loves having you lay on top of him like a blanket, mumbling loving words in Russian as he rubs your back.

If you're sitting beside him his arm is wrapped around you, however he much prefers you on his lap so he can hold you even closer.

Alejandro Vargas

Wants you to lay on him. Please lay on him or let him spoon you, he just has to feel you close so he can praise you softly.

Will drag you onto his lap to hold you when he feels you're working too hard, that's enough chores for right now- snuggle time.

Rubs his hands lightly up and down your sides when you two are in bed.

Rodolfo Parra

Literally the absolute sweetest- wants to sit and cuddle you while feeding each other snacks. Wants you on his lap so he can tell you about his day while sticking food in your mouth.

Loves being the little spoon or laying his head on your chest, run your fingertips along his back and he'll hum out in response.

Consistently gives you the coziest hugs and sweet forehead kisses, hands on your waist or lower back.

Kate Laswell

Intense spooning- prefers being the big spoon but will gladly be the little spoon. Loves taking care of you.

Wants you to lean your head on her shoulder when you two are sitting at home watching shows together.

Encourages you to tell her all about your day, pressing a sweet kiss to your head as you drift off in her arms.

Valeria Garza

Holds your hands when you two cuddle in bed because it's romantic, presses kisses to your knuckles as you tell her about your day.

Praises you for whatever you accomplish and also insists that you take plenty of breaks so she can hold you.

Wants to be the big spoon or tuck your head against her chest so she can mumble sweetly in your ear.

Phillip Graves

An absolute menace who unleashes tickle attacks occasionally when you two are cuddling, usually though he just mumbles sweet things against your skin.

Showers you with kisses and groans softly as he eases into bed with you and with a 'c'mere darlin'' starts spooning you- loves being big spoon.

Wants you to lay your head on his chest sometimes as well, feel his breathing and steady heart beat while he rambles about his day.

König

Lay on him please- he craves it so bad to just feel you close like that. Wants to hold you tightly to himself and ramble about how much he loves you.

A giant teddy bear- please let him lay his head on your lap. He'll fall asleep instantly.

Gentle and doting wanting to give you massages constantly- if you return a massage though you will just hear so many soft groans and praises in German.

Farah Karim

Spoon spoon spoon- will be little or big spoon she doesn't care. Just let her tell you how gorgeous/handsome and perfect you are.

Rests her hands on your waist often when you're doing things, especially loves doing it if it makes you flustered.

Lay your head in her lap and she will gladly smile and stroke your hair- you're just so cute.

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lunarw0rks · 8 months

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I feel like Graves would end up with a really soft and innocent s/o just because he loves being the 'strong man' lol and even though they're maybe even smaller than him all sweet and shy- he is absolutely whipped for them! Especially if they can cook and be a lil housemaker for him??

♡♡♡ warning(s): nsfw + sfw, fem!reader

─── graves and his homemaker s/o ❤︎₊ ⊹

there's no one on earth more loved and adored by him, despite the stigma surrounding the dynamic you two have. he doesn't pay any mind to their judgements. in his heart, he knows how tender he is with you behind closed doors. and in yours, he hopes.

you never pictured it to end up this way. before, you were like any adult. busting your ass at work, ending each week exhausted and struggling to buy yourself groceries.

and then you met him. chivalrous and borderline self-obsessed. but you weren't being patronized when he acted with traditional courtesy. you weren't a body to be claimed or a trophy to hang on his arm.

you were merely his. all his within months of meeting, and that meant you were to be taken care of. spoiled rotten, some would say. what better way to have it? compared to your old life of hardship, it was paradise.

everything paid for, without a second of hesitation. what little savings you had idle in your bank account, untouched when he's around.

he can and will take care of you — in every way. it's in graves' nature to provide.

no different than he does for his men, only you've been appointed the privilege of seeing the gentler side of him, when the uniform of a commander is rid of his scarred body.

-ˋˏ✄┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈nsfw under the cut!

˖⁺｡˚⋆˙˖⁺₊˚⊹♡ it's only fair, to be taken care of in every way possible. you've been so good to him, so good for him, right? there's no quicker way to his heart, than someone who enjoys being smothered with his praise.

what better sight, than opening the door and seeing you concerning with such trivial things. he spent the day making life or death decisions, and you're there; concerned with which centerpiece looks best on the dining table. some men would see it as a means for competition, or a degrade — but graves finds it irresistible.

the house smells divine; your scented candles, the fragrance you spritz, and whatever you have baking in the oven. he can practically feel the tension leave his shoulders, how his senses come alive when greeted with the comfort of your shared home.

you've dressed nice for him again, though he always gave no pressure for you to do so. clothes to match the summer heat, hair styled and pinned back to stay out of the way.

you, in your domestic, relaxed state — the one thing better than all the trivial pleasures in life, better than the house you were both standing in.

though you usual greet him, you're immersed in the centerpiece debate. you hold the two pieces up to him, "do you think I should go with the silver candle candleholders? or how about the brass ones?" it's a genuine question, but it's only met with an amused scoff — a slight smirk tugging at the corner of his lips.

graves sets aside his luggage, stepping closer to you and your very concentrated gaze. "why do you ask me, sweetheart? it's up to you. and if you don't like 'em, we'll go buy more." he examines the decor in your hands briefly, but his eyes end up back on you permanently.

"just want it to look nice in here," you sigh at his dismissal, turning away to resume contemplation. "we have that supper planned in a few weeks, don't we?" you add, setting the options back on the oak table.

as if the place could be more meticulously decorated. there was barely a trace of him in this house, except for his nightstand and office. you had free reign to adjust the home to your taste, considering you were the one who spent most of your time there.

a gentle chuckle rang from him, followed by a click of his tongue, "don't think it can get much nicer in here, darlin'. i reckon you've left a touch on just about every inch of place, haven't you?" you shoot a flustered look, even though his words are truthful.

it was a silly dilemma, considering not a soul would be criticizing your centerpiece decision. "oh, c'mon, don't do that face... my guys will eat anything you slide in front of them, you know that? could host the damn supper in the closet and you'd charm the daylights out of 'em." he says, soothing every worry down to a simmer rather than a hard boil.

he's definitely good at shutting you up. only, in the most embellished of ways. without fail, a charmed smile spread on your face — as did a surge of warmth. graves cupped one of your cheeks, running his thumb along it, "see? much better than a scowl. now, tell me, what's cooking?"

"you know the rules. i can't tell you until the timer beeps. besides, it's supposed to be a surprise." you replied, making a meek escape from his gentle grasp. displayed on the small screen; eight minutes remained.

with a hasty yank and then a stumble on your end, your back was against his chest. "i don't like surprises, do i?" you felt the sensation of his teeth nibbling along the side of your neck, all in the midst of his patterned kisses. when he was this close, he got deep whiffs of your intoxicating perfume, the freshly shampooed hair on your head, the detergent you insisted he buy. heart-stopping — like it was every time he pulled you close.

it was true, he hated them. the tickle of his lips made you squirm — a futile attempt to slip away and leave him hanging. that never worked, and you knew it. "we're down to five, time's a-wastin'."

somehow, someway, neither of you made it up the stairs this time. all he did to prepare was send the stacks of mail flying from the island; the one you found yourself sitting on. graves stood between your legs, his caressing fingers your means of preparation. though, by the times your legs were exposed to the breeze — you and your body were eager enough for him.

the minutes decreased no matter how hurriedly he moved, and he always stuck to his rules. if there was a time limit, he'd get it done before zero.

"been thinking about you all day," he breathes. "by the looks of it, you have too, sweetheart." his tip prodded at your slick entrance, while the other hand hooked around your thigh to keep it hiked up with ease. wasn't the first time he ravished you on the kitchen counters, it certainly wouldn't be the last. slowly at first, then all at once — he thrusted inside of you.

once he got situated, there was no stopping him. every rock of his hips was purposeful and deep, yet his kisses remained delicate and tender. your moans muffled against his mouth, his lips pinkish and coated with saliva as it roamed your warmed face.

soon, your back was flat against the island with your legs still hanging off and in his grip. with every methodical movement, your walls tightened around his length and edged him closer to a finish. by now, you were certain your appearance was faulty; either ruined by sweat or the constant hands graves had on you.

despite being close within the first few minutes, he had gotten carried away ogling you. your gasps, your squinted eyes, the teeth indents on your bottom lip from how harshly you sunk into it. however, now there wasn't any restraint left in him. the tight coil in his abdomen begged for release, no matter how much stamina that remained in his body.

as the clock struck zero, he bottomed out with the force of his whole body — spilling every last drop inside of you. the oven beeped three times, as if on cue.

a string of curses against your lips as he leaned down to kiss you, sneaking in a few sloppy thrusts afterward. "i'll make it up to you later, make it worth your while." he pecked along your jaw, adjusting the strap of your top that had slid down your arm.

"it was worth my while." you replied between catching your breath, voice still quivering slightly.

he chuckled, fingers still playing with the fabric, "so, what's cooking? have i earned my right to know?" he was right; you always told him once the meal was ready, and that's what it was right now. the aroma hit your nostrils, as intoxicating as he found yours.

your eyes flicked over to the digital screen, still flashing and urging you to remove the pan, then it beeped for a second round as a reminder. "just a roast your mom taught me. thought you would've recognized the smell by now." you uttered, tracing your fingers along his blond stubble.

"hm, something must've distracted me, darlin'," he ran a tongue along his bottom lip, now gazing with admiration rather than hunger.

then, his brow raised with interest. both in humor and intense dread he added, "you've been calling my mother?"

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luci4theminorannoyance · 7 months

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calling kortac + shadow company boys by full name randomly:

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a/n: hi! I got motivation and I’m half way done with all my requests so I decided to do this! Original idea from @lxvvie!

graves:

-he IMMEDIATELY sits up, turning his head so fast it almost gave this man whiplash

-southern mom flash backs.

-he ran, dashed, sprinted over to you with his eyes filled with actual worry, thinking you were hurt (or worse you found out he did something dumb again)

-once you told him it was just for fun and random, he just sighed and kissed you on the cheek and went back to what he was doing prior

velikan:

-this man does not give a care in the world, still reading the book he was focusing on.

-looked over at you casually with a stoic expression under his mask and then went back to reading

-chuckled under his mask when he realized that you weren’t even mad or going to ask him something

konig:

-as soon as he hears his full name he is dashing over to the room your in, apologizing for whatever he may have done and almost sliding into the window when he turned the corner

-at the verge of tears (my man has issues and his anxiety is NOT helping)

-once you apologized and said it was only for a joke he calmed down; pulling up his mask and kissing you on the cheek before hugging you and getting back to what he was doing

horangi:

-gets worried thinking your hurt and almost runs into a table- and tripped multiple times somehow

-got genuinely pissed when he found out you were just joking, walking back to what he was doing while mumbling how you should never do that again

-forgave you a bit later and cuddled you on the mess hall couch

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faded-euphoria · 1 year

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Could you do the 141 boys with a reader who likes to bite them. Sfw or nsfw your choice😏

I just about screamed when i saw this laksjdhf

TW/CW: Biting duh, some NSFW stuff but nothing too bad,

MW2 TF-141 with a reader who bites

Ghost

You and Simon were sitting on the couch, his arm around your shoulder his hand hanging right next to your head. You glanced at it, nosed his thumb lightly, then bit his hand gently. "What are you doing?" His voice was soft but coarse. Muffled by his hand you respond, ”don worry bout it”. He tried to shake his hand free, but you just bit down harder, earning a sigh from him.

Price

Now, John has learned, in his many years, to not ask about somethings, so when you first bit him on the shoulder he just brushed it off. Now here you are, chest pressed oh so close to his with the space between his shoulder and neck between your teeth. “You like biting me don’t ya?” His low breathy voice in the comfort of your own home made you smile, kissing up his neck gently, “It makes me feel closer to you,” A small smile on your face accompanied with a small blush. “I have another way we can be close, sweetheart.”

Soap

Both you and Johnny have your own little quirks that are kind of strange, but for some reason you recently go into biting him, nothing too hard, but just enough. There was never really anything said when you did it, however he always got slightly flustered when you did it. He'll always nuzzle into you with a small chuckle or huff with a small kiss to where ever part of your body he can reach.

Gaz

You walked up behind him as he was cooking dinner for 141 at the base, your arms wrapping around his waist as you lay your head on his back for a moment. "Hey sweet cheeks" His soft voice reached your ears as you squeezed him a little, peering around him to see what he was making,"whats cooking good looking?" you smiled, glancing up to his face, your cheek pressed against his upper arm. A sudden urge washed over you, feeling how soft is arm was and before you knew it your teeth were lightly sinking into his arm. He tensed up for a second and looked down at you, an exasperated sigh leaving him,"okay..." he breathed, going back to the food he was cooking.

Bonus cuz I love him

Graves

Philip is the kind of guy to enjoy every little bit of your attention he gets, that being said. "Doll, what the fuck are you doing?" You were playing with his fingers when all of a sudden he felt your teeth on his palm and the top of his hand. You pulled back a little mumbling, "Biting," before going back to what you were doing.

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granddaughterogg · 3 months

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men of Modern Warfare VS Initiating Sex

This is but a seed of an imagine, because I haven't slept in 20 hours and my brain is fried. Should I go back to particular men and Divulge on it later?

So. How do they ask you to Do The Do?

Captain Price: With a tilt of his head, a smile softening those hard blue eyes and his low voice at its purriest. That's his special tone that he only uses with you, his girlfriend - or (for some reason) with his mortal enemies. "Come 'ere, girl."

Gaz: Like a regular guy would. "Do you wanna...you know?" Cue some adorable eyebrow wiggling.

Soap McTavish: With a bone crushing hug which quickly turns into him fondling you. Then comes a deep sigh into the crook of your neck. "Awh, lass, my cock is homesick."

Ghost: He's not a romantic. You'll either get a simple "Get over 'ere" or an even less affectionate "Drop them knickers, sweetheart."

König: This lad is a wee bit unstable. He has two modes when it comes to this, actually. It's either pouncing you like a jaguar, panting and growling German obscenities under his breath - or it happens mid-kiss, those downturned grey eyes big, shy and pleading.

"Do you want to make love?"

You're not sure which approach melts you faster.

Philip Graves: He's a cheeky bastard in all areas of his life and this one isn't an exception. You'll probably get a bouquet of roses, a grin and a wink. "So here's how it's gonna be, princess. You go put those flowers in a jar and then you come back here pronto, 'cause I need to put you on my cock."

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tamayakii · 11 months

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baby moments. 141 + Graves.

inspo: i was looking at cute baby pics and wanted to do this, characters: 141 + Phillip Graves warnings: babies & fluff

SHOWERS WITH YOUR BABY - Phillip, John P & Simon

In the wee hours of the morning and your babe is fussy he takes them into the shower with him. He 100% has since invested in one of those shower heads that has a softer filter so it doesn't irritate your infant. Gently rubbing the baby shampoo on their scalp, twirling their barely-there hair as he sways side to side. Puts your baby to sleep so hard, cheek pressed against your husbands chest, lips smooshed and open as they drool.

PUPPY EYES - Gaz & Simon

Oh. Em. Gee. Their babies will inherit the mens brown eyes, and the PUPPY EYES!!! At a young age their children will learn puppy eyes, using their deep brown eyes against you two. Cute pouty lips and sparkly black eyes staring at you as they grip an empty baby bottle, no noises need. It's almost like they knew, sneaky little bugger. Build an iron wall soon, or else they will be spoiled beyond belief (oops... too late)

SLEEPY AND SPOILED - Johnny M, John P & Simon

Oh their sweet baby. Wrapped up in soft blankets as they drool, an easy first baby, the classic one that will trick you into a second baby that will actually be more chaotic. Sleeps through the night so easily but your husband spends so much on soft plushies, so so so many different types of blankets, invested in a bed-side crib. Even on day trips in their stroller, they are knocked out. Sugary treat slowly tipping to the side, basking in the sun.

TWO UNDER TWO - Johnny M & Phillip

This man. Cannot resist the godly like call of your pregnant body, So it is no surprise you end up having irish twins, two children under the age of two. The house over run in broken crayons, matching onesies, giggles and parroting phrases/noises as they learn to vocalize. Often hugging eachother when the other is upset over spilt milk, being the bestest friends and enemies all in the same day. It's hard but so worth it to break the long cycle of mistreatment to see them communicate even as wee children. Though, i think he may one or four more.

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buckysmith · 1 year

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You’re clumsy

Mw2/CoD Headcanons

Warnings: mention of injuries and in accidentally hurting yourself , a bit fluffy

Includes

Ghost, soap, price, Rudy, Alejandro, Valeria, König, laswell Gus and Makarov

Ghost:

- it's certainly not the first time you've fallen flat on your face in front of him, and he's sure it won't be the last either

- you two were walking holding hands and there was a pleasant silence between you

- he let go of your hand for a moment to answer his cell phone which was vibrating, excused himself and walked a little away from you

- you wanted to take advantage of the time and get you both an ice cream, because first of all it was warm and secondly, who had anything against ice cream on a hot day?

- the moment he hung up he looked at you and saw you walking towards him with two ice cream corns in your hands and his only thought was . >>hopefully you won't fall now<<

- and it was as if he had sensed it you tripped over your own feet and the ice came flying towards him

- it was the moment where he stared at the ice that was now on the ground before he walked over to you and knelt down to you

- he couldn't help but grin a little though

- but that changed when he saw that you had scraped your knees.

- only a sigh escaped him when he looked into your eyes and saw that your knees hurt

- your way home was quite fast and when you arrived home he first cleaned your wound and then bandaged it before he made himself comfortable with you on the sofa to firstly make sure that you wouldn't hurt yourself again and secondly to make sure that you wouldn't break him or your apartment by your clumsiness

- do not worry, you still came to your ice cream

Soap:

- he himself is not necessarily a man who is pursued by luck, at least not in private.

- he rides motorcross with his brothers and friends? It's actually a hundred percent certain that he'll hit the only tree in a hundred miles.

- he thought he was clumsy, but after he met you he was sure he was harmless unlike you

- there wasn't a day you didn't hurt yourself unintentionally

- you missed a step and fell down the stairs, once again

- you had cut your own finger while cutting vegetables

- or you touched something from the hot oven.

- Soap wasn't sure from then on whether you were just clumsy or cursed

- because of you he never had any bandages at home because they were always needed by you

- he really loved you, but he was sure you were the reason he would have a heart attack someday

Price :

- he had already made his house baby safe, hoping you would hurt yourself less, but somehow you still managed to do it

- he found you on a ladder trying to change a light bulb and the moment he saw you and you saw him it was like someone kicked you off the ladder

- out of the blue the ladder collapsed and Price tried to catch you

- he succeeded but now he was sure he needed a new back and discs

- the problem was your clumsiness hurt not only you but him as well

- once a hot frying pan slipped out of your hand and fell on his foot

- you twisted your ankle on a hiking trail and pushed him to keep your balance, so he fell six feet and landed in mud.

- the list went on

- he also had half a pharmacy at home because of you

- he really loved you, but he was getting really scared that you were trying to kill him

Alejandro

- he just looked at you, no emotion was in his face and inside he wondered how unlucky he had been

- it was Rudy who pulled him out of his stupor and offered him a towel, while you just looked at him shocked as if it wasn't your fault that he was now standing completely wet in front of his base

- he took the towel from Rudy's hand without breaking eye contact before his eyebrow twitched and you started running away from him

- he didn't even have to run after you extremely fast because only after a few seconds you tripped over your feet and you fell down

- it was the moment he saw your wounds that he threw his revenge plan in the garbage to take care of you

- he tried to calm you down in spanish, while he took care of your wounds

- but he didn't miss the chance to swear in spanish as well

- after all he was completely soaked and already left a puddle under himself

- he could not be angry with you, but he was sure that the next time you try to water flowers he will be far away from you

- and that from now on he would take change clothes with him...

Rudy:

- You tried to help your husband

- and he knew the danger how clumsy you are and still he allowed you to help him sort the files

- you were almost done, when you somehow got caught with your sleeve on one of the thousand folders and threw them all on the floor, which with your luck also opened and all the sheets spread across the room

- and as if that wasn't bad enough you also cut yourself on one of the sheets

- and then again

- and again

- and in the end you had more little wounds than you could count

- and he was out of band-aids

- well the whole headquarters was out of band-aids

Graves:

- he thinks it's absolutely cute how clumsy you are, it makes him feel so strong right away because he can help you then

- he might have some problems yk

- but he only thinks it's cute when you trip and hold on to him and blush in shame

- but as soon as you hurt yourself he thinks about taking you to a safe place where you can't hurt yourself

- while he's bandaging you he says how brave you are and how proud he is of you

- for him it is nothing new, but still he never gets used to your clumsiness

König

- König himself was not necessarily the most skillful person living on earth

- he was military and also in an elite unit but in private nothing was safe from him

- as often as he ran by his size against a door frame or unintentionally knocked something over because it was not in his vision

- but together with you it was a disaster at your home

- you could actually go to Walmart, Target or Ikea every week to replace something in your apartment because it was broken

- you both had new bruises, wounds or other injuries all the time

- so it was nothing new for him that you hurt yourself cutting potatoes and he took care of your finger like a pro

- you joked so often about how he had to take care of you that maybe he shouldn't become a medic.

Valeria

- if she could she would wrap you up in cotton and let you live in a rubber cell where you can't hurt yourself

- she's so tired of your clumsiness that sometimes it hurts her even to see you in pain

- besides, you often manage to hurt not only yourself but also the people around you

- you trip on the stairs and take Valeria down with you?

- happened more than once

- you twist your ankle and accidentally hit Diego?

- also happened already

- a flowerpot falls out of your hand while you were standing on the balcony and hit one of Valeria's people?

- also already happened

- she is now used to you coming into her office and showing her a new wound so she just sighs and prays to god you don't kill yourself unintentionally

- or someone else

Laswell

- she can hear a knock on your door and already knows you've hurt yourself again

- her office at your home is now half a hospital ward as often as she has to fix you up

- she's incredibly glad you're not in the military, because even though she loves you to death, she knows you wouldn't last even five minutes in combat...

- or you'd accidentally kill someone of ur own in the first five minutes....

- When you first met Captain Price and his boys, Soap took you to the firing range while Kate talked to Price.

- by the end of the nice little talk they had your gun had slipped out of your hand while u shot and you had managed to broke Soap's nose while breaking your own index finger.

- That was the deciding factor for Kate to keep you away from weapons of any kind.

- She prefers you alive.

- and she doesn't want 141 to die cause of you ...

Gus

- he is sure that an evil spirit or something like that must be haunting you with how unlucky and how clumsy you are

- he loves you but he is permanently worried about you, especially when he is not at home and can keep an eye on himself

- of course you are never alone because his whole family lives where you live but it's just not the same

- they can't protect you like he can and he knows that too

- because of you he even has a little first aid kit in every room, cause you already hurt yourself in the most unbelievable ways

- it was especially funny when you fell down the stairs and with him

- he was the one who broke his arm while you landed softly on top of him

- so for him it's nothing new, but he's still afraid that you'll die one day because of your clumsiness.

Makarov:

- he is so done with you

- he is one of the most dangerous men

- one who has survived thanks to his intelligence and skill

- and then there was you in his life

- you were by far the only person he cared about and then you of all people had to be so clumsy and hurt yourself all the time

- he had even moved his guns out of your reach because of you so you wouldn't accidentally shoot his ass again

- he had asked you to bring him a gun while he was standing at the table and going through the plans of the next attack

- the gun fell out of your hand and you released the trigger, and shot him in the ass

- he was so pissed and it took him a lot not to scream at you

- he liked how you cared for him afterwards tho…. He might consider to give u a gun again just so he can have all your attention to himself

- and because he loves your guilty filled eyes

- he’s an bastard

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mudgazing · 4 months

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What I think COD characters call sex:

Price: Sleeping with, sleeping together

Gaz: Shagging, getting piped

Soap: Doin' the deed, smashing

Ghost: Fucking.

Graves: Devils' tango, goin' to pound town 😎

Alex: Knocking boots, hitting a homerun

Farah: Making love, sexual intercourse

Laswell: Sex.

#cod #PLEASE don't take this seriously I'm just being silly :3 #cod headcanons #simon ghost riley #kyle gaz garrick #john soap mactavish #john price #phillip graves #alex keller #farah karim #kate laswell #mw 2019 #cod mwii #mwii #cod modern warfare

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skylarsblue · 1 year

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✦Incorrect C.o.D Quotes Nine✦

(Sexual Implication) Ghost, trying to be sexy by whispering: Gaggin’ for it, aren’t ya, love? Soap: Nope. Ghost: No? Soap: I don’t gag on anything. Ghost: *404 Error* Soap: …Ghost? Si? Simon, are you alright?

-- Y/N: Let’s play a word association game! Ghost: Why? Y/N: Because I saved your ass last mission and I’m bored, so you owe me. Ghost: *sigh* Fine. Y/N: P e r f e c t . Gaz: ?? Y/N: Cold. Ghost: Winter. Y/N: Spring. Ghost: Mattress. Y/N: Soft. Ghost: Comfortable. Y/N: Pleasant. Ghost: Sunset. Y/N, With a shit eating grin: Beautiful. Ghost, unconsciously: Johnny- Y/N: YES Gaz: OHHHHHH Ghost: Soap: *gasp* Simon!~ Ghost: I’m going to go crash in a heli. Y/N: I KNEW IT I KNEW IT-

-- Alex: Bitch do you want me to jump across this table? Because I don’t have all day for this. Norris: You feeling froggy? Leap. Alex: Okay, well here I come- Farah: Alex no, no- hOLD OFF

-- (NSFW Joke) Y/N: Oh sorry. I almost drank out of your cup. Soap: Wh-Just go ahead, it won’t matter! Y/N: Well I- Yeah no, you’re right. I’ve drank out of your cups dozens of times. Soap: We’ve sucked the same dick- Y/N: That’s a good point! Ghost: ….*sigh*

-- Gaz: What kind of girl do you like? Soap: My wife. Gaz: And you? Ghost: Johnny’s wife. Gaz: OH- Price, knowing they recently started a poly situation: Pfft-

-- (Use of the word pussy because haha) Gaz, filming: Pffft- Soap: Shhshh- Y/N in the hallway: FORTY THREE FUCKING CENTS! AHHHHH Soap: *wheeze* Y/N: I NEED A SUGAR DADDY!! Gaz: PFFFT- Soap: I can’t breathe- Y/N: At this rate I’m ready to plaster my fuckin’ pussy on the sidewalk for some sPARE CHANGE! Gaz & Soap: *doing that silent cackle thing and smack each other in the arm* Ghost, leaning into the room: What the f- Y/N: SPAARE CHANGE, SPARE CHANGE! ANYONE GOT ANY SPARE CHAAANGE?! Gaz: *coughing* Soap: Steamin’ Jesus I’m fucking crying- Y/N, passing by the room: 🎵Walkin’ in a winter wonderlaaaand🎶

-- Y/N: Would you love me? Gaz: Y/N: Gaz: Y/N: Gaz: Would I love you if…? Y/N: nO ThAt wAs tHE QuesTiOn-

-- Y/N: Pretty boy! With me I said! Rudy: Rudy: Rudy: Oh I’m pretty boy! Y/N: Yes! Oo that came out a bit quick- (Also works with Soap & Gaz, honestly)

-- (THIS IS A CONCEPT IM TOO WHIMPY TO WRITE, SO HAVE IT HERE! THIS COULD WORK WITH SO MANY CHARACTERS Also, NSFW warning) Ghost: I don’t miss. Y/N, on his ear piece: Never? Even with distractions? Ghost: *turns his scope* Not ever. *just about to take a shot* Y/N: Hmm…what if I went… Mm Simon~ Ghost: *misses* Y/N: Ya missed. Ghost: Cheeky bitch…

-- Gaz: Alright, so, since we’re now in America and we have some time to kill, I went and I got you something. Y/N: Aww Gaz, you really didn’t have to- Gaz: *puts down their Whataburger order* Y/N: OH MY GOD Price: Really? Gaz: *shrug* Soap: *snickering as Y/N Fucking demolishes some fries* Y/N, having the time of their life: Garrick you ever need your dick sucked, a dead body buried, a beer or whatever, you call me. I got’chu Gaz: BAHA- Soap: *wheeze* Ghost: Are you fucking crying? Y/N with their mouth full: I missed it so much.

-- (Team bonding exercises) Soap: You’re a football player, it’s in ya blood! Gaz: That’s racist. Soap: Your soul? Gaz: That’s racist! Soap: …your eyes? Gaz: That’s gay- Soap: That’s homophobic. Gaz: That’s black. Soap: That’s racist!! Gaz: Damn- (this one is extra funny since Gaz is now confirmed LGBT)

-- Gaz: You overrated little twink! Soap: Hey I am a TWUNK, alright?! That is a combination, twink, and HUNK, get it?? Hunk-

-- Soap: Hey~ Fem!Y/N: You’re Gay. Soap: …oh yeah. Soap: *looks at Ghost* Soap: Hey.~ Ghost: *sigh*

-- Soap: I’m gonna have to meet men lying down. Y/N: …I thought’cha did?? Soap: OI!

-- Soap: Everyone says what a giving person I am! Y/N: He’s talking about when you’re in an upright position.

-- Graves: What if there’s a connection? Y/N: I think there’s a connection between your brain and wallpaper paste.

-- Shepard: Now you’re always ornery, rude, unpleasant, and sometimes downright mean. That’s part of your charm. Y/N: Thank you, you colluding-county-hopping-idiotic-relic. Price: *pride*

-- Alex: Oh my god, how are you such a good driver? Soap: Because there’s illegal shit in here. Alex: Soap: Because if I don’t use my turn signal, we’re both gonna do fifteen. Because I am going to lie and say yours. Alex: ….. Soap: Put your seatbelt on, sweetheart. Alex: *clicks it in places* Soap: You are not safe!

-- (Sucking dick joke) Kidnapper: You’re gonna do as I say or I will make you regret ever being born. Y/N: Oh please, I’ve sucked dicks more intimidating than you. Soap: Oh this is why Simon was the way he was after we rescued you both last time.

-- Soap, shoving marshmallows in his mouth: This isn’t very ha-*chokes* MILF!Y/N, across the fucking base: ….*mom instinct* Price: ??? Ghost: Uh- Y/N: Something just happened. Kyle: PFFT-

-- MILF!Y/N: *letting Soap & Gaz lean on her while Price and Ghost stand close behind* Untrue. I’m a mother now. It’s really changed my perspective. Graves: And do you find it hard juggling life and a career? Y/N: You can juggle these nuts.

-- Soap: *rambling* Soap: Agh, sorry, I’m just goin’ on and on- Ghost: Oi, keep talking before I kick your ass. Soap: ….. Gaz: See? This is exactly what I m-where the fuck are these flower petals coming from?? ARE THOSE SPARKLES??

#call of duty mwii #call of duty x reader #cod headcanons #captain john price #kyle gaz garrick #john soap mactavish #simon ghost riley #soapghost #ghostsoap #phillip graves #rodolfo rudy parra #incorrect cod quotes

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cherie-doll · 1 day

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𓆩♡𓆪 Headcanon : When They Come Back

✧˚ Ghost, Keegan, Soap, König, Phillip Graves

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥Fluff for you suckers -hope you enjoy the word vomit ;(

Working under constant danger put a strain on them, at moments when it seemed like the world was nothing but shambles and havoc they’d close their eyes and remember what brought them warmth. There was a certain feeling they yearned for and were only satisfied when you were near.

There is something special in knowing someone is waiting for you.

Ghost

This man comes back completely drained; physically, mentally, emotionally…

At first, he was hesitant concerning your worry about him

“If you won’t let me take care of you, who will?”

Might be a little distant at first, it takes time for his mind to come back

No going out, at all

You say comforting phrases to him

“You’re not at war anymore, you can come home”

He’s been through a lot, a warm meal and hugs are all he needs for days afterward :(

It takes some time for him to recharge

When he feels better he lets you know much he appreciates everything you do for him

Takes time to admire you; he silently takes in your facial features

Affectionate gazes that flicker between your eyes and lips

He knows you aren’t obliged to it yet you make an effort for him and that makes him feel like he’s earned a much better reward than money or glory could give him

Keegan

Saying this man missed you is an understatement

It’s like you placed a spell on him the moment he met you

If it were up to him, he wouldn’t want to be a moment away from you

He’ll miss you in silence, won’t send letters or texts or anything knowing it’ll make his heart ache more

But when he walks through the door he falls to kissing you

Bites your lip just for the taste of you on his tongue

His lips leave yours for breaks in between intense kisses to whisper “I love you”

He feels empty without the intimacy and closeness of you

He doesn’t care what you do or don’t say, doesn’t expect anything big either, he just wants to see you with your arms open for him

Soap

No matter how bad it was this time, he always comes back with a smile on his face when you open the door

Even behind that loving smile, you catch the subtle dimness in his eyes

Peppers you with kisses all over your face

Extremely clingy

Needs to be reminded that the world can be kind and gentle

Needs you to dote excessively over him

You give him a shoulder massage as he washes up in the bathtub

Convinces you to join him

Afterward, you crawl into bed with him, cradling his head on your lap

Both of you turn into couch potatoes for a couple of days watching cozy films

König

Keeping up a stoic demeanor can be tiring, so he easily drops the poker face as soon as he buries his face into your neck

No matter how much prying you do, you won’t get him to open up about what disturbs him

He’d rather keep those horrors locked away from you, you’re his most cherished possession

A lot of quiet moments where he’s just content to be with you again

Little is said between you as tender and passionate kisses are exchanged

Don’t think he’ll leave your side for the next few days, you’re attached at the hip

As you trace the scars on his back to his shoulders, you feel his body tremble beneath your fingertips

Your touch is addictive to him; soothing him into a tranquil sleep

Phillip Graves

He’s had to deal with a lot of crap so he’s relieved to finally come back to some peace, and most importantly; you

At first, he didn’t want to overwhelm you with issues that aren’t yours, but as your relationship progressed he started opening up more

Oftentimes, he’s in an irritable mood when he comes back

You listen to him rant if that’s what he needs

Other times it gives him too much of a headache to even think about

He adores you for understanding him without words being spoken

With so many enemies he has, he feels undeserving of you, someone who’s like a warm ray of sunshine in his austere life

When he falls silent you know that’s your cue

A sort of haze entrances him as you trail soft, torturous kisses along his jaw

Your scent obscures his mind as he gets drunk on your affection

He can’t even remember what he was mad about

#cod fanfic #cod headcanons #simon ghost riley #ghost cod #ghost x reader #keegan p russ #cod keegan #keegan x reader #john soap mactavish #soap x reader #cod soap #konig x reader #konig cod #phillip graves x reader #phillip graves #phillip graves cod #call of duty #call of duty fanfic #headcanon

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lunarw0rks · 8 months

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the scenario: you’ve been really pent up lately, stress between work + everyday life and graves decides that he’s gonna help you de-stress (by riding him 🤭)

in the act, you’re practically fucking yourself stupid, like into oblivion…deep in. and you don’t even realize how overstimulated graves is getting until he literally pulls you off him (he came about three times prior)

🗝 𝔰𝔱𝔯𝔢𝔰𝔰 𝔯𝔢𝔩𝔦𝔢𝔣 🗝 𝔭𝔥𝔦𝔩𝔦𝔭 𝔤𝔯𝔞𝔳𝔢𝔰

a/n: anon -- send me that audio you were talking about, too!! ;) not proofread/edited. warning(s): nsfw, established relationship, overstim. (g & r), stress relief but make it steamy, husband!graves, fem!reader ───have a request? ˗ˏˋ ASK BOX ˎˊ˗

As if the day couldn't have been worse, you dropped your keys when you made it to the door. Every muscle ached as you bent down to pick them up — now upright with a tight scowl on your face.

The lock struggled until you jerked the key around a few times, finally hearing the click when it budged. With a flustered grown, you stepped inside and shut the door behind you, greeted with the comfort of your home. Dim and quiet, but still preferable over the migraine-inducing fluorescents of your workplace.

Your purse slid off your shoulder, falling somewhere on the hard ground. Frankly, you didn't have a care in the world about picking it up. That was a task for the morning — the first day of the weekend after a hellacious work week.

You made your rounds in the kitchen first, cracking open the first bottled beverage you could get your hands on. Flavored water, though if it would've been alcohol, you weren't in any mood to refuse. You finished the drink with heavy breaths, setting it down on the counter.

"Tough day, darlin’?" His well-acquainted voice hits your ears soothingly, shifting your attention from the counter below you to him. Wearing one of his old PT shirts and boxers, still visibly disheveled from lying in bed.

You bite back the urge to be snarky, reminding yourself that it’s indeed not the fault of the man comforting you that’s got you so worked up.

“Just work.” You mumble, then let out a defeated sigh. It’s your shitty boss, it’s the overwhelming workload, it’s everything, really.

With his lips pressed into a line, he nods as if he’s simply accepted your answer. You know by now that his wheels are turning, however.

“Mind if I help?”

⠂⠄⠄⠂⠁⠁⠂⠄⠄⠂⠁⠁⠂⠄⠄⠂ ⠂⠄⠄⠂☆

You didn't get a full breath of air until his back finally hit the mattress, nor did you bother to get undressed fully. Instead, straddled him in your work clothes; panties pulled aside, button-up disturbed and slightly open from his yanks.

Graves found it best to say nothing unless it was muttering a comfort or praise into your ear. But you still hadn't let go of those frustrations yet — even with his honeyed worship.

Even after you pulled your first orgasm, even after his warm spurts of cum filled you — you had no desire to stop.

The silver lining? Whatever got you so worked up had long passed. Now, all you could scrounge in your psyche was the sensation of your husband's cock crammed up inside you.

His tip, reddened and slick with his seed and your arousal, still upright and swollen despite how long you've been using your cunt as a means for abuse. Nothing but a toy, at least while you were in the midst of a sour mood.

But Graves had no qualms about that; watching your tits bounce, your face contort as you moaned, the sweat rolling down your forehead until it went between your cleavage. His rough hands are on your hips, aiding you in swallowing every inch of him. Each time you'd clench or constrict around him, he felt another jolting sensation — inching him towards yet another release.

You hadn't stopped once, only slowed when you needed to readjust or cope with the burning of your thigh muscles. The pleasure was too divine to halt entirely — evident in how you had successfully overstimulated yourself and him.

"That's it, doll. Look at you..." Though his smirk had turned more into a muddled expression of ecstasy, his praising and bluster prevailed. Your soaked, pillowy cunt pulsing around his length, rendering him officially pussydrunk.

The lude squelches increased in volume when you began rocking against him at a wicked pace, feeling your third orgasm approaching rapidly. Remnants of the previous were leaking out of you, either spilling down your inner thighs and onto the sheets or being fucked back into you when he would thrust upward to meet you.

Graves' head snapped back against the pillows, yet again ready for another quick release. Every time he thought you would be too fatigued to continue, you rutted and got more desperate for another rush of erotic euphoria. It was too much, even for him — but you were too goddamn attractive like this, using him as an appendage to fuck away the frustrations, mouth wide open, hair ruinous and damp with sweat.

With the little strength he had left, he found himself determined to make this orgasm triumphant over the others. Before, all he had done was lay back and be used, but currently he found himself sitting up to meet you chest to chest.

His speech was slurred, as desperate as your bellows of pleasure. "Good girl, gorgeous. Keep usin' my cock— gonna cum again, aren't you? Atta' girl." His thumb found your puffy clit, circling and applying pressure to surge your approaching finish. Focusing on much of anything when so deeply stimulated was hard enough — however, this, he could manage.

How your moans had gotten louder, how you began to tremble all over again, it was worth it. Your eyes rolled slightly, head in the crook of his neck when you came undone around his cock for a third time. Nails dug into the tanned flesh of his shoulders, muscles tightening as the coil in your abdomen expelled all at once.

Overwhelming pleasure coursed through you, heightened by the two climaxes before. This one is the most daunting, the most fiercely shown on your body.

He had reached his own finish while you were too lost in your own. You only noticed when you heard his desperate grunts, that hot searing deep inside you as his cum spurted deep within you. Your back seemed to be stuck in a partial arch, every muscle in your thighs burning and aching for rest. But your mind was a fog, a fog with only one thing on your mind; more pleasure.

Graves fell back against the mattress as the remainder of his intense orgasm retreated, completely out of breath and flushed.

With less effort than before, your hips resumed a meek grind, powering through the ache of over-exertion. Another whimper slipped you as your nerves fizzled with the mounds of stimulation resuming all over your body.

His eyes shot open again, hands digging into your sides and forcing them to halt, "no more, sweetheart, you're exhausted." He slurred, taking a few seconds to lift you off of his now softening length. His cock fell limp against his thigh, slick and with a milky ring where you had creamed in the heat of the moment.

"I-I'm sorry, baby. Got carried away, huh?" Your chest heaved repeatedly, eyes lidded and drowsy — and all from your own doing. He barely lifted a finger, so to speak, and you were fucked-out. To think seconds ago you were desperate for another release and rutting again was miraculous. You found yourself slumped on top of his sweaty chest, still in the midst of catching your breath.

"You could say that darlin'. Don't think there's anything left down there." Graves chuckled slightly, though the expression was subdued with exhaustion.

He snaked up an arm, brushing away your sweaty strands and pressing a kiss to the side of your head. "Christ, you're shaking."

The sheets shuffled as they rubbed against each other until the throw blanket was draped over your trembling frame, engulfing you both into a literal bed of warmth.

Your eyes drooped without effort, the flutter of his heartbeat muffled as your senses dulled. The last sound you heard before plunging into much-needed sleep was his soothing voice. "Get some rest, sweetheart. Just sleep for me now..."

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littlelostmoon · 5 days

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how the mw2 boys finger you ଘ(*. .)

tags [cod characters x fem reader] fingering, cunnilingus, kissing, cumplay, dirty talk wc 280 [headcanons]

a/n pure filth but whatever. bring back fingering. it's a lost art!

[ghost]

simon's so fucking obsessive that he's most likely to use his fingers after you've got his cum dripping out of you. has a slight breeding kink and is entirely unashamed about it.

will literally rub his own cum in circles against your worn out and overstimulated g-spot. "atta girl, princess."

dissatisfied until you're babbling into his neck.

[könig]

loves you laid on your back, one of your thighs bent up to your chest while his fingers grind in and out of you. always massages your clit with his thumb.

very romantic with it— kisses you deep and prods his tongue against yours. when you can no longer focus on kissing back, he's moved down to suck your tits.

so, so wet and sticky. his hands are huge and you swear your lower stomach bulges a bit just from two fingers alone.

[graves]

graves is an asshole and primarily uses fingering to tease you. "want my cock, pretty girl? too bad, take it."

he has too much fun. says he'll consider fucking you properly after you cum on his hand once... or twice...

[soap]

honestly, soap is an eater and sometimes forgets to use his fingers, too busy with his head between your thighs, cheeks red hot.

but when he remembers, god he's obsessed. absolutely abuses your insides while mumbling soft praises against your ear. uses so much spit.

[gaz]

from-the-back professional. discovered it gives him easy access to your g-spot and never turned back.

super slow and purposeful with his movements. he'll stay clothed, pressed against your backside, fully focused on pleasing you.

doesn't care if your wetness dribbles all over him. probably huffs out something so unfiltered. "this pussy's fucking drooling for me, isn't it?"

#𓏲moonhcs #cod headcanons #cod x reader #cod smut #call of duty smut #call of duty x reader #simon ghost riley #könig #phillip graves #soap mactavish #kyle gaz garrick #simon riley smut #simon riley x reader #könig smut #könig x reader

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faded-euphoria · 1 year

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ayo whats good hot stuff

you got any headcannons for a gen z reader with tf 141+graves an alejandro perhaps?👉👈

hell yea i do.

CoD men with a Gen Z reader on their team

Imma start this off by saying everyone is worried about your mental health.

Ghost finds some of your jokes funny and relatable

One time you had a nightmare and went to the "living room" of the base and Graves was awake, and he comforted you as awkwardly as any american dad would

You play pranks on everyone and Soap and Gaz joined in with you multiple times, it got so bad that you all made Price think he was passed out for 3 days

You once got emotional around Ghost and told him you loved him.

He stays away from you if you're sad now

On the other hand Soap is right by your side if you're sad, and he 100% knows how to take care of you

If you have a menstrual cycle Price keeps a pocket full of tampons in his gear💀

Alejandro thought you were 10 years older than what you actually are because of how tired you looked when he first met you

You made a joke about offing yourself once near Graves and he took you to his room and gave you an hour long talk about hows he's there for you and its not worth it

Speaking of Graves sends you texts from time to time asking if you need to vent about anything

Laswell keeps an eye out for your mental health too

One time Ghost caught you eating stale goldfish at 3am and promptly got you non-stale goldfish and water before taking the stale ones and eating them himself

If you ever say something too dark in a slightly serious tone the whole team silently agrees that someone has to be by your side at all times for at least a week

You called Price 'papa' once when you were tired and he went to his room and cried a little

But if you ever did that to Graves he'd feel like the proudest man and give you one of those weird half noogie half pat on the head things

Valeria asked Alejandro if you were actually one of 141's kid and he joked about you possibly being Prices but later that night after seeing you interact with Price he now thinks you are the guys kid

You definitely steal Ghost's clothes. More than likely you're smaller than him by a little bit so his clothes are slightly big on you or absolutely gigantic on you and he always feels something giddy inside him when he see you wearing something of his

Gaz made you laugh so hard one time you farted and Soap has never let you live that one down

Rudy saw you crying one time and just patted you on the back and said "Me too, Hermano/a"

they would all be collectively shocked if you can drive, even moreso if you can drive good.

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