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spectralarchers · 7 months

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Neil Ellice's instagram story, september 18th 2023c

#neil ellice #neilelliceedit #soap mactavish #john soap mactavish #soapcod #codsoap #i have nothing to say other than AWOOGA #codedit #codmwiiedit #soapmactavishedit

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ivrxquack · 11 months

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Cod embarrassing moments

Ghost

Once tried to pull a door that had to be pushed for three minutes until you pushed and you guys just stared at eachother in a weird silence

Soap

Got so drunk he almost kissed someone who had the same hair color as you and you almost beat the tar out of him

Price

Accidentally walked into a stall to a guy wanking it to granny nudes was traumatized for the rest of the month

Gaz

Ran into a metal pole while you two were walking

Hesh

A ball rolled up to him at the park and he decided to kick it and hurt his toe really bad

Logan

Him and Riley were outside and a giant Rottweiler ran up on them and they both jumped onto a random guys car who just so happened to be a cop was extremely embarrassed and apologized a lot

Keegan

Once got infront of a crazy driver and pulled up to a red light and the driver was screaming and cussing him out the whole time until he turned somewhere

Konig

Stuttered 9 times at the McDonald’s drive thru and drove off and tried at the next one and still stuttered so he just ate a expired peice of bread and thought about why he’s even alive

Kruger

“Accidentally”ate a rat and got rabies so konig had to hold him down while the doctor gave him a shot(idk why I make him such a qourky guy)

Rodolfo

Swam out 5ft deep in the lake and almost drowned but was fully prepared to die in silence since he was to nervous to say anything

Alejandro

Helped a old lady get her cat out the tree and slipped and did the splits on a branch and the lady gave him a cookie in wich he ate in tears

Horangi

Ate moldy cheese and got extremely sick but refused to get rest and before you knew it he was throwing up everywhere and stiletto slipped in it

Graves

Slipped in mud while chasing his siblings when he was younger and landed in horse poop(we all know he grew up on the farm)

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deadunderorbit · 10 months

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I fucking hate you, but I love you

ac: batmobiledits on tiktok

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leandmaddy · 1 year

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Group cuddles (Omega verse) ~Fluff

Ghost was in the gym just trying to get through the day like every other day, he had one earbud in so he could still hear something. He heard Gaz and Soap walk in so his silence in the gym would,d be gone. He didn't have his mask on because he was in the back corner, no one would bother him. The two lower ranks made their way back to Ghost. Ghost was taking a break, drinking water and just trying to breathe.

He had his mask off because it was getting hard to breathe through the thick fabric. "How you feel'n Si?" Soap asked sitting next to the older and opening his bag looking for his gloves.

"Tired... hard to breath..." Ghost said taking a deep breath to get as much air as possible into his lungs. Soap was wrapping his hand so he rested his head on Ghost's shoulder. Soap unwrapped his hands, and looked at Gaz, they both nodded before forcing Ghost to stand. They left their bags there not caring.

They forced Ghost through the base, Ghost not having time nor the air to put the mask back on. once they made it back to the barracks, they forced Ghost to his room. Once in, Gaz closed the door while Soap continued to push Ghost, no Simon, to the bed. Gaz locked the door and joined the two on the bed, Simon laying on his back in the middle, with Soap on one side and Gaz on the other.

The two Omega's wrapped their limbs around Simon, and practically pinned him to the bed. "You feeling better?" Soap asked wanting to make sure his partner was comfortable. "I'm feeling a little better but still not good..." Simon said, still trying to calm his breathing. As he had his eyes closed, he started to hear a noise. He opened his eyes to see and feel Gaz and Soap purring into his arms and chest.

"Wha-what are you doing?" He asked, wrapping his arms around the two to pull them closer, wanting the vibrations more. "We know that an Omega's pur and calm down their alpha." Gaz said nestling into Simon's chest.

"Yep!" Soap added. Simon let out a huff of a sigh. relaxing a little into the bed.

Price was wandering around the base looking for his force and partners. He pulled out his phone and called Ghost, knowing the other two would most likely not pick up. But when Simon didn't answer, he got worried. He headed to the gym and went to where he knew Simon would be working out and Soap and Ga just be there. He saw Gaz's and Soap's bags, but no owners. and there was Ghost's mask sitting on the bench beside his water bottle, which he never went anywhere without the two.

Now he started to panic. He tried Soap and Gaz no answer. "Shit..." Price thought of the worse outcomes. While everyone was eating at breakfast someone snuck on base and took the three while they weren't paying attention, but he then thought that even if the 'takers' had a gun, Ghost would've taken them down, and Ghost's hard is never down on base, even when they are having sex or 'sleeping.

Price made his way walk-running to the barracks. He tried his own room, no one, Gaz's room nope, Soap's room no one aswell. Finally, he tried Ghost's room, but it was locked. He pulled out his keys and opened the door. seethe the three asleep on the large bed, calmed down Price's nerves. John smiles and placed the bottle of water and the mask on the bedside table.

He went over to Ghost's desk and grabbed a piece of paper and wrote a note to the three. He went over to the bed and placed a kiss on all of their heads. He left the room and locked the door before heading to his office to do his normal boring work.

#Cod #CodGhost #CodGaz #CodSoap #CodPrice #captain price #John 'Soap' Mctavish #Polly141 #Omegaverse #Kyle 'Gaz' Garrick #Simon 'Ghost' Riley #John Price #Polly

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sunarctus · 1 year

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Have some slightly cleaned up (get it 😁🧼) sketch with some flats bc why not

#solid progress for the lil comic this is a part of #genuinely really proud of these the tac gear killed me a bit tho #mw2 #arcdrawsmw22 #johnny mctavish #john soap mactavish #mw2 soap #mw2fanart #mw22 #cod mw2 #callofduty #cod fanart #codsoap

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caprisunnie25 · 1 year

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old cod doodles from my twt

#ghostsoap #soapghost #cod #codmwii #codmw #codghost #codsoap #soap mctavish #simon ghost riley #konig #konig mw2 #horangi mw2 #codhorangi #codmw2fanart #codmw2 #callofduty #callofdutyfanart

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nymahjoie · 7 months

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Day four of kinktober '23, featuring f!yn, Gaz, Soap, and doubling up.

[ao3] / text in read below

Funny what a little too much alcohol in your system can do. You weren’t piss drunk, you still had your wits about you, but you wouldn’t be walking a straight line for at least a few hours. All happy, throwing a smile at anyone who moved within a three-foot radius of you. Just more pleasant, friendly, and giddy when inebriated.

So when your fellow sergeants suggest heading back to the lodgings a little early, you don’t complain. Inhibitions out the window and all, much like your clothes. Not literally, Soap hadn’t been that careless in his hasty removal of your top and pants. They were…somewhere on the floor of Gaz’s room. You hoped at least.

Not that you cared much for that now, not when you’re pressed chest to chest with Gaz, Soap knelt between you with his tongue working its way between your folds. A mixture of saliva and arousal trails down your thigh as Soap shifts your hips forward to get a better angle on you.

“Shit,” you breathe, dropping your head onto Gaz’s shoulder; the smell of vetiver and vanilla lingering there from his cologne.

“No, no, no,” he tuts and takes your face in his hands, lifting it back up, “Don’t hide. Let me see that pretty face of yours.”

Pretty is one way to put it, face flushed with your eyes glazed over. If only Gaz had thought to keep his phone nearby so he could get a picture to keep for later when the three of you were separated. For now, he’d settle for a mental picture and enjoying you and the way you react to Soap’s tongue in the here and now. His eyes flicker down to where Soap’s tongue is working its magic. The sight sends a jolt of arousal through him, his own desire growing with each moan that escapes your lips.

Those beautiful expressions switch from brow-furrowed concentration to dazed unfocus when Soap’s mouth moves forward to seal around that little bundle of nerves, two fingers filling his tongue’s absence. Instantly you whine, weight leaning into Gaz as your legs briefly give way. Ever the gentleman, his arm snakes around your waist to help support your body.

“God, you are a sight right now, love,” he whispers into your hair, “Wish you could see what Johnny’s doing to you.” He presses gentle kisses to your neck, his stubble grazing against your skin. "You like that, don't you?"

The idea makes you moan and you can feel Soap’s grin as he draws another whine from you when pulls his mouth away and withdraws his fingers. “‘Nough teasin’. K, get down ‘ere.” He slips between your legs to sit behind you, one hand full of cheek while his slick fingers move two inches backward, making you gasp when one presses against the tight ring of muscle. Gaz obliges the other man, his kisses moving lower down your chest, stomach, and one final one below your navel before his mouth takes the place of Soap’s. With a mischievous grin, Soap continues to apply gentle pressure, slowly working his finger and tongue against the clenching entrance.

All you can do is choke back a rather embarrassing sound, fingers curling into Gaz’s coarse hair as they each take handfuls of your ass and thighs. You curse again, your body unsure of which direction it wants to rock, just knowing it wants more. Each twitch in one direction has a tongue chasing you in the opposite one until you’re not sure if you can remain standing on your own. The pressure in your core builds like a carbonated drink being slowly shaken up, but you don’t want the cap to be twisted off, not yet.

Being the needy thing you are, you want more. Crave more of them, never satisfied with just this. You tell the two men knelt around you as such (in so many words), tugging their heads away from your slick, sensitive skin by taking handfuls of their hair.

For a man of his build, Soap moves to stand with a quickness that could rival a competitive sprinter and removes his pants, not even bothering to wipe his mouth clean. Equally if not more eager to give you the contact you crave, clear in the way he captures your mouth with his. Hardening flesh ruts against the back of your thigh.

“Careful, Johnny. Don’t suffocate her.” Gaz sits back on his heels to look up at the two of you, his hands trailing up and down your thighs when your body tenses at the intrusion of the Scot’s fingers between your cheeks. For all his preparation, it’s still unexpected, though welcome once your brain convinces your muscles to relax.

“S’just payback for all the times she took my breath away tonight.” He chuckles, parting from your lips long enough to let you catch your breath before closing on you once again. Once satisfied that you can handle him, Soap’s fingers retreat to line himself up and slowly press in as his other hand rests on your back, guiding you to hinge forward. “Fuck. That’s it, lass. Just lean up on Kyle there, yeah?”

You nod, hands planted on Gaz’s shoulders for support and forehead to his. His hands settle onto your waist to draw soothing circles when your brow furrows at six inches finding themselves where they ought not to be. “Perfect, pretty thing. You’re doing amazing,” his lips find your temple, kissing it. “Think you can handle more?” Another nod accompanied by a whispered “Yes” from you is all the answer Gaz needs to help you back into a standing position, ass flush with the front of Soap’s hips.

His strong arms wrap around your waist to ease your weight off the ground so your legs can settle around Gaz’s middle when he stands. You groan at the change in pressure in your abdomen and your head falls back against Soap’s shoulder, head turning to press a series of needy kisses to his neck. “Fuckin’ beautiful,” he muses upon hearing the sweet moans that fill his ears as Gaz sinks into you, The two men hold you between them, sharing your weight, for a few moments, allowing you to get familiar with the feeling of them.

You finally lift your head and kiss them each in turn. “I’m good.”

“Yeah?” Soap asks, his grip on your hips tightening.

“Yeah,” you repeat back, giving your hips an experimental roll that causes your head to fall back again with a moan, “Amazing.”

They share a look and a silent nod before partially moving out, and then back in. Slow and easy movements until a rhythm is found that works for the three of you. Opposite time from the other, ensuring that at least one hole was filled fully while the other ached for more. Back and forth you rock between them; grunts, moans, and panting fill the otherwise silent space in these four walls.

You can feel the pressure building in your core again as they push and pull their way in and out of you, the fullness from their lengths making it difficult to concentrate on little else. They move faster, Gaz’s thumb finding your clit and rolling it in circles over the sensitive nerves while Soap’s teeth dig into your shoulder. Your moaned curses get louder and more desperate; the bottle being shaken to its breaking point until finally, the cap comes off. Your body tenses and spasms between them as they continue in their movements and your fingernails dig into Gaz’s arms, needing to find something to ground you as your orgasm overtakes your vision and heartrate muffles all other sounds.

Reality comes back to you only to feel hot spurts shooting onto your thigh as Gaz strokes out his own orgasm. You catch his scrunch face in your hands and pull him in for a kiss that muffles your moans as Soap continues to chase his own completion. A few more good thrusts and he finds it, filling you while planting wet kisses across the back of your shoulders and neck.

“Atta girl, you fuckin’ beautiful thing.”

“Did wonderful, love. Took us so well.”

“C’mon, let’s get you cleaned up, yeah? You’re a right mess.”

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hisprocedure · 1 year

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caeruvotum · 1 year

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He's a little stupid

#but thats ok #we still love him #john soap mactavish #cod mw2 #soap #soap mactavish #codsoap

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oreillyautoparts · 5 months

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Name’s Soap for a Reason, Bonnie

So I've been on a Modern Warfare II kick and Soap is so underrated... like, I have found very few stories of just him so I'm listening to Jonny by Faye Webster and writing this little blurb since it's weighing so heavily on my brain.

Word count: a lot

Warning: little foul language, and a quote at the end that may be a lil nasty

Summary: The Southern Belle medic for TF-141 has a disastrous girl's night, and needs some help cleaning house--pun intended. Who better to assist than Soap?

You had dishes piled in your arms, holding them steady with your chin, as you walked the tightrope-like line toward your kitchen sink. You mentally scolded yourself for letting Price convince you to have a girl's night to make more girlfriends; sure, he was just concerned since all you did was spend time with MacTavish, but that would be the last time you allowed the known bunker bunnies into your home. They had destroyed everything they touched within a matter of seconds. As you gingerly placed the dishes in the piping hot, soapy water, you heard three knocks on your front door. You wiped your hands on your already damp tee shirt before running toward the door to see who it was.

If Sofia left something here, I'm gonna kill her, then Price for even suggesting this dumbass idea in the first place.

You opened the door, met with a broad chest and a brunette mohawk.

"Soap! Hey, how are ya, darlin'?"

"Not bad. Just needin' some help with my nasty injury."

You nodded as he showed you the poorly wrapped wound on his arm.

"C'mon in, sugar. Sit on the couch and I'll go grab my kit." You ran into the kitchen, grabbing the medical kit from the far cabinet and snapping on some fresh latex gloves. When you returned, you could tell he was eyeing the mess. "Sorry 'bout the mess. Had some girls over last night."

"Ah, I was about to ask if you'd gotten robbed," he smirked.

"Nah, just a break-in. Some shiftin' lowlife with a mohawk demanded I patch up his arm," you pulled the slightly bloody bandage a little, earning a wince and a chuckle.

"I deserved that. What really happened?"

You let out a sigh before starting, "I already told you... Price told me I needed more girlfriends, so I planned a girl's night; that bunker bunny Sofia you're so fond of was here... wouldn't shut up about ya." I began to clean the blood away and slowly stitch the gash.

"Ah, is my wee bonnie a little jealous?"

"Believe me, sugar, it ain't none of my business where you put it, and I'd like to keep it that way." You made one more loop through the skin with the needle before tying it off and cutting it. Being so close to it helped hide the pink hue that came to your cheeks because of his taunting and the ability to smell his cologne and sweat-tinged skin. When you were certain the blush had dissipated from your cheeks, you leaned back up and grabbed a bandage roll to wrap around his wounded bicep. He stared down at you as you continued to meticulously wrap, unbeknownst to you. "Alright, sug, you're all set. You can be on your merry way and I'll get back to this hellhole.."

"I, uh... I could help you if you'd like."

"You ain't gotta do all 'at. It ain't your mess, hun."

"Here," he said making a beeline for the coffee table, "lemme help." He began grabbing dishes from the table and toting them to the sink. He rinsed crusted food and alcohol from the dishes while you unloaded the fresh ones and put the new batch in. You played your music and danced a little, humming to the songs and making Soap chuckle at you.

An hour and a half later, you'd both been listening to Faye Webster--despite his weak protesting-- while you worked, only one load of dishes remaining. You bent over to grab the dishes on the bottom rack, feeling eyes watching your movements. You glanced up to see MacTavish rinsing a plate and staring with a silly smile on his face.

"What're you gawkin' at?"

"Me, gawking? Really?"

You got in his face playfully, standing on your tiptoes, mimicking his 'really' and him repeating it right back in your face, still smiling. Your guard was down, and Soap trapped the sink's spray head and unleashed the icy water on you. You squealed and laughed as he continued to spray you down, and ran the entirety of your body weight into him, soaking clothes getting him wet, and attempting to wrestle him to the floor. He laughed so hard at your attempts to knock him down, giving you the perfect opportunity to grab the spray head, shoot it right back into his face, and push him flat on his back. As he began to tumble backward, he grabbed your wrist to pull you down with him. You landed on top of him, laughing hysterically as you brushed the soggy hair from your vision. You finally looked at him lying underneath you, still wearing that goofy smile and staring at you with hazy eyes. You pushed against his chest to get up, but he grabbed your wrists making you look back at him.

"Has anyone ever told you how beautiful you are?" You felt your face flush before he continued, "...when you're soaked and you can see that lacey red bra you're wearing?" He began to laugh, and all you could do was push his forehead back and stand as quickly as possible.

"Of course you'd notice, you slut. I'm going to change; stay there."

You practically ran away to your room, hearing his laughter fade the further down the hallway you went, finally closing the door to your room behind you with one hand over your thundering heart. You exhaled before grabbing a USMC sweatshirt for yourself and your brother's Disney World sweatshirt and grey sweats for Johnny. You glanced at the wall clock while slipping on your new shorts: 11:30. Shit, it's late.

You finally emerged from the room to find Soap looking at photos you had hanging on the wall, mostly at the one of you and your brother.

"Here, try these on. I'm pretty sure they'll fit you."

"These your boyfriends, lass?"

"Pffft, no. They're my brother's. That's who's in the picture with me, by the way, creeper."

"I knew that."

You chuckled at him while he stripped the wet shirt off in the middle of the dining room. You tried not to stare, but god, was he chiseled... You don't know any woman alive that would be able to look away. He popped his head through the top of the hoodie, breaking you from your trance.

"I feel bad you got roped into all that cleanin'. If you want--since it's late--you can stay the night and I'll make us a late dinner."

"I'd love nothin' more, lass."

He smiled and you returned it before going into the kitchen and searching the fridge. Without turning, you shouted, "Maybe don't change pants in the dining room?"

He chuckled before retreating to the bathroom, leaving you alone to cook.

When he came out of the bathroom, you felt him so close behind you, then lay his chin on your shoulder. "Smells phenomenal, bon."

"I try. Sit."

He walked back to the dining table, the pale yellow light illuminating his face. You brought the hot dish in the pan over, rooster oven mitt grasping it tightly in one hand, and in the other a large bottle of whisky.

You both ate, drank, and laughed till your guts were sore.

"Say it," you leaned against your elbow, enamored with Soaps Scottish phrases.

"Okay, okay. Yer erse is oot the windae."

"Yer erse is out the windaeee," you replicated, laughing at the Scottish slang. "What's it mean?"

"It means yer ass is out the windae or like you're talking fuckin' crazy."

"That one's easy. Gimme somethin' challenging!"

"Alright, bon, here's a good one: Tha thu bòidheach."

"What the fuck? Ha-ooh-boy-ah"

"Steamin' Christ, bon, that was fuckin' horrible."

"Say it again. Slow." You leaned closer, watching his lips move to replicate it perfectly.

"Fine. Ya ready? Tha... thu... bòidheach..."

"Ha-oo-boy-och...?"

"Eh, better."

"What does that one mean?" you asked smiling from ear to ear, waiting to hear what hysterical meaning it had.

Soap smiled at you, the same cheesy smile he had when you were unloading the dishes and when you fell on top of him. "It means you are so fucking beautiful."

You stopped smiling, eyes growing a little wider and cheeks growing a little warmer and pinker. You realized how close you were to Soap, but you didn't make to move away from him. Instead, he slowly began to close the small space between you until you felt his warm lips against yours. He picked you up by your rear, your legs instinctively wrapping around his midsection. You finally pulled away for air, gazing into his eyes as he did the same.

“Tha mi a’ dol gam fuck a-nochd, Bonnie,” he smirked at you as he carried you into your bedroom.

#johnsoapmactavish #codsoap #soapmactavishxyn #soapmactavishxreader

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d1nnertwn · 1 year

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ive not posted on tumblr in years, kinda forgot how to use this app :')

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#art #artistssupportingartists #artistsoninstagram #artistsofinstagram #drawings #drawing #digitalwip #digitalart #wip #ghostmw2 #soapmw2 #ghostsoap #simonghostriley #johnsoapmactavish #simonriley #johnmactavish #foap #mw2 #codsoap #codghost #codmw2

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tacticaldiary · 10 months

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https://vt.tiktok.com/ZSLSkAsLD/

I need them in a way that is concerning to feminism-

#ray talks #at👏the👏same👏time #PLEASE #JUST ONE CHANCE #TELL ME I'M NOT ALONE HERE I CAN'T BE THE ONLY ONE GUYS

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ivrxquack · 11 months

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Cod x reader quirky things they do hcs

Ghost

Randomly calls your name to make sure you’re not dead

stalks around the house creepily

Glares at anyone who even comes 2ft close to you

Soap

Cleans every little thing

sprays water out his mouth onto you

takes 9 hours to think of a good comeback

Gaz

Falls asleep sleep anywhere

Watches Kays cooking for new recipes to try

eats beans straight out the can

Price

Chain smokes cigars

Purposely swerves when driving

Treats you more like his baby than a s/o

Konig

Accidentally crushes you sometimes

worries about everything

practically enables you from doing basic tasks

Krueger

Crawls around the house

Barks at the mailman

befriends the raccoons in the attic

Keegan

Stares deep into your soul when talking #blueorbs

purposely throws things on you

Randomly groans

Hesh

eats cookie dough no matter if it had eggs or not

Has full conversations with Riley

Jump scares you for no reason

Logan

Whispers rorke in his sleep and fights you

goes ballistic if he sees someone who looks like rorke

Always stands infront of you when going in public

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ivrxquack · 11 months

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Cod x reader fishing head cannons

(Also some frog molments)

Konig

Super excited

when he gets a catch please take a picture and praise him he’ll be giddy all week

would probably cry if y’all release the fish

likes to watch the frog eggs…exist

Horangi

boujee

complains about water getting in his boots

is pretty proud of his catch tho

gets fed up when a frog jumps on him

Price

Is a pro

Catches the biggest fishes

“playfully”throws the fish in your face while it’s flapping everywhere

wants to cook some frog legs

Ghost

Also kind of a pro

ready to cook the fish as soon as he pulls it up

gets a little quirky when you praise him

catches a huge screaming bull frog

Soap

No

throws the fish on you when he brings it out the water

will fling the frog across the forest if you give it to him

Will eventually chill once you two exit the boat and go home

Krueger

*insert Kevin gates roar*the wild side comes out

swims in the lake grabbing fish with his mouth

Chases around frogs

Eats the worms and frog eggs (he lacks social skills cause he’s been in my basement for so long)

Gaz

he’s all over the place like please sit down and stop rocking the boat

shakes in happiness when he pulls up a fish

Picks up frog eggs and just pokes them gently

Gets a little creeped out by the frogs but it’s all good

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ivrxquack · 11 months

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Pictures you and cod boys take

(Gn reader even tho most of them portray straight couples)

Ghost

Gaz

Hesh

Logan

Bbg konig

Soap

Price

Krueger

Horangi

Keegan

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ivrxquack · 10 months

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Cod hcs you can’t drive

Ghost

Dowul douw!!

As soon as you hit a curb or animal you’re never driving again if it’s a cyclist he’ll think about taking your driving privileges

Lord help him if you press on the breaks to hard and tear his car up

He’ll be the one driving for now on so don’t even worry about it (can he really be talking tho We all remember how he drove that helicopter)

Soap

Silly millie In the car

He’s gets a wittle hype when you almost run into a brick wall

If it comes down to it he’ll intervene….maybe he likes to watch the chaos unfold

Will have a mini heart attack if you hydroplane and that’s when he’ll probably jump out the car rather than tell you to slow down

Price

Stop turning so hard you cream(cum)filled donut( Gordon Ramsey taught me that)

Is ready to pull over and spank you with his boot or something

Is like a mom when she takes you for your first drive holding onto the seatbelt and the thing above your head for dear life

Honestly kitten he’s fine driving you everywhere so sit back and be a cute passenger

Gaz

Go ahead and switch seats with me

Counts how much longer he has to live whenever you drive

apologizes to anyone who has to be a victim of your driving

He will drive you anywhere and everywhere so there’s no need for this madness

Konig

Just stays silent

He starts shaking like he’s a girl when she has a orgasm whenever you want to drive

He’s like your second pair of eyes like he looks everywhere and anywhere in case you wreck

He’s to scared to tell you cause he doesn’t wanna hurt your feelings

Krueger

He’s here for it

He barks at people out the window who even dare to flip you off or try to run you off the road

will most likely encourage you to be more reckless

It’s even worst if you let him drive cause let’s be real he would be a crazy driver

Keegan

Have fun cause Hes out

He has jumped out the car on multiple occasions especially when you’re driving on a road full of deer

might stay in if you buy him a McDonald’s happy meal

He’d much rather take the bus or walk cause he cares for environment and would like to live #savetheplanet

Nikto

Kicks your head in

will straight up take the wheel pull you over grab you out the seat put you in the passenger or backseat and start drive without saying a word

He’s survived full on wars you better believe he’s not gonna go out cause of your crazy driving!

Rodolfo

His blood pressure is in another dimension

Just like konig he’s shaking like crazy and might start hyperventilating(tbh he gives off major anxiety vibes)

He just doesn’t understand how you even got a license

aprender a conducir cabron

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