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simonsdoll · 1 year

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141+Los Vaqueros with a

s/o who calls them daddy

for the first time in bed

A/n: There’s lots of hcs on this one cuz I got a random burst of whoreness out of nowhere so be glad.I have made y’all a bonus with the vaqueros because why not yall deserve it and some of y’all are whores for it 🤷🏻‍♀️😭

WARNING: NSFW CONTENT AND MDNI

PRICE

- When you called him daddy for the first time he immediately started to blush and something primal in him took over

- Gets off to the idea fucking you so hard the only word you could say was daddy

- Not wanting you to call him babe or baby but only daddy because hearing you say it gets him hard. Threatening you that he’ll stop fucking you if you don’t

- How his little princess just has to scream daddy to get him to cum inside you

- Calls you his good girl when you ride him until you both cum. Thrusting his hips into you once you both cum and waiting to cum again due to overstimulation

- He’s a grown man and is tough in and out but will cry if you edge him and overstimulate him too much. Him letting out the loudest whimper/moan when you don’t stop after he came. Often will return the favor for being his sweet girl that can only make him cry.

GHOST

- When you call him daddy for the first time in bed he froze and got quiet

- He pinned you down to the bed and started fucking you hard and slow and once you started screaming the word when he would fuck you nice and rough that’s when he started to love it.

- Telling you how his sweet girl looks so cute when his hand is wrapped around her throat fucking her until she can no longer speak

- How fuckable you are when you tease him and call him daddy and fuck his little girl for being his good girl when you take him all in

- How proud he is of his good girl when you take him into your mouth and let him throat fuck you until he sees his cum drool onto your lips and chest

- Calls you his good girl when you keep eye contact whether he’s throat fucking you or fucking you onto his cock when your riding him

- Looks at you with pure lust when he pulls out after a creampie and just makes him more possessive over you and telling you that your his good girl ONLY

- Promises that he’ll leave his sweet princess so full of his cock and cum that you’ll feel him long gone after he’s gone

SOAP

- He would 100% tease you from now on once he heard you call him daddy in bed for the first time

- He would get so turned on that he would pin you to the bed and choke you and make out with you

- He would teasingly pick up the pace and hear you scream daddy every time he pounded you too hard and constantly asking who’s the one making you feel so good and if he’s going too fast

- Calls you his smart girl when you take charge in bed and constantly praising you for it for making daddy feel so good under your control and will

- How his princess looks and feels so good when your under him and leaving love bites on your body for being such a tease

- Calls you his good girl when you let him eat you out and you cum on his fingers and make you taste yourself on his fingers

GAZ

- When you call him that for the first time he looked at you in pure adoration and he from now on only called you sweet praises

- Fucking you in-front of a mirror and telling you how good you look when he’s fucking you from behind and how well his little girl is doing

- Gets even more horny when he purposely goes slower so you beg him and call him daddy so he pounds you even harder into him

- He’s a sucker for you tying him up to watch you play with yourself and not being able to do anything about it

- Calls you his good girl when he’s using toys on you and you don’t move too much and just let him guide you through the pleasure. And getting even harder when you scream daddy once your orgasm hits

RUDY

- When he heard it for the first time he couldn’t help but get flustered

- Calls you his niña preciosa when you ride him like his cock is yours (precious girl)

- Screaming papi when he’s fingering you so fast causing you to orgasm so good

- Leaves hickeys on your neck when your being his sweet girl for letting him fuck you in all the ways he wanted

- When he’s on top he kisses you and calls you his niña hermosa and telling you how small and submissive you look under him (beautiful girl)

- Sometimes cries from the pleasure and telling you how good you’re making daddy feel when you give him a hand job and going overboard and overstimulating him

ALEJANDRO

- When he heard you call him daddy for the first time he had the biggest smirk on his face

- Just knowing he was going to ruin you and manhandle you in all ways for being such a tease

- Calls you his good girl when you let him overstimulate you for his own pleasure

- Likes to praise you and call chiquita hermosa when he looks at you and sees your reaction of him fucking you nice and rough hearing your precious whimpering and moaning (beautiful baby)

- When fucking you from the back he would slap your ass till it’s red and telling you how his good girl can take it for making daddy feel so good.

- Loves to degrade you. When your doing such a good job for daddy he calls you his puta hermosa every time your about to make him cum. (Beautiful whore)

- Loves when you call him daddy when you praise him and telling him that daddy makes you feel so good

- When you ride him he’ll always joke and say that how your riding him is why your a vaquera now

- Pounds you so good that he’ll have you screaming his name and encouraging you to be as loud as possible telling you how good daddy makes you scream

- Since you make him feel so good he returns the favor and makes your pleasure his number one priority and completely fucks you till your body goes limp and you’ve came at least multiple times

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luci4theminorannoyance · 4 months

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Hihi, I hope you’re having a good day/night! If it’s no bother, can you please write Velikan, Gaz, Krueger, Keegan, ghost and roach with m!reader who’s emotionally and physically abused by his family but feels far too guilty to get out of the situation?

No pressure of course!! You don’t have to write this and I do apologise if it’s uncomfortable. I don’t know your character limit, so don’t worry if you can’t write for them all!! I’m happy with whoever you choose to write, if you do at all. I do appreciate all that you write, so please don’t feel bad if you’re unable to complete this request!!!

a/n: of course sure id love to! I’ve recently been trying to little down the characters I do per writing since I have around 30 requests still sitting around in my drafts 😭

Gaz:

-any time he sees a mark on you or listens to you tell him about your situation he can feel his heart shatter.. he’s always feeling so bad for you

-he adores you so much, your his boyfriend! He’s always been an empath and it hurts him so much

-he wants you safe, he wants you away from the people who hurt you and he knows he can’t force you to do that no matter how much he wanted for it

Krueger:

-if he was ever there he would have been utterly livid, utterly angry. Your his lover, you’ve melted away his walls and your one of the few your open to; so to see you hurt and to see you treated without the respect and love he knows you deserve

-isn’t a very good listener but would listen to you for hours upon hours to make you feel better, he’d kiss every bruise if he could

ghost:

-he tries to act cool and calm about everything like he always does but he’s honestly so worried about you

-he hates to see you hurt, hates to see you in pain of any kind, and he hate hate hates to see anything like this happen to you

-oh how he wishes he could just pick you up and protect you from the world like a shield.. but for now all he can do is encourage and comfort you any way he can think of

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mistydeyes · 9 months

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Firstly, congratulations! You deserve all the love and more. Keep up the good work 🌹❤️.

Secondly, I want to request cold sheets with Soap or Gaz ( sorry, I can't choose 😭). Maybe they are breaking up or something? Live laugh love angst!!

Lastly, I hope you're doing well. Take care (pls). I hope I didn't cross any boundaries writing this 😶‍🌫️ .

thank you so much!! also I decided why not have TWO angst pieces so enjoy both breakups with gaz and soap :) literally this was so sad it made my heart hurt

link to the prompt list and 1k celebration!

prompt: cold sheets - "can you hold me just one more time?"

pairing: Kyle "Gaz" Garrick, Johnny "Soap" Mactavish x fem!reader

warnings: swearing, ANGST, no happy ending :(

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It was actually over. You wiped some tears as Kyle packed up the last of his things. Despite both of your efforts, you weren't able to make his life in the military work with your office job. Too many fights were about his inconsistency and the inability to cope with the lack of calls and updates. It was a mutual decision but your heart still hurt as you looked at the changed flat. "That's the last one, I'll be out of here soon," he said flatly and you could see him look at the busy street below. You stood in the hallway and tried to be indifferent but your sadness was evident. "Hey," your now ex said to you as he walked closer, "this is for the best." You couldn't help but crumble into more tears at the sentiment. He held his arms out in a hug and you quickly found yourself sobbing into his shirt. "No more late nights waiting for me and washing my dirty uniform," he tried to joke but you could hear the depression in his tone. You looked up at him in your blurry tears before you whispered a question. "Can you hold me one last time?" you spoke softly and he nodded. You allowed him to follow you to the bedroom, now stripped of his belongings.

You got into bed slowly and still maintained the same side you always stayed on. He followed soon after, stripping his dusty pants and placing his phone on the table. You could feel the bed dip as you faced away from him and felt his arms wrap around you. You tried to hold in your tears but you began to feel the pillow become wet with your sadness. You also realized as Kyle held you tight, your neck became freckled with small, salty tears. You both wished things had gone differently, that maybe you were able to make it work or the communication was more fulfilling. However, both of you knew that this was the last time you would be in each other's presence as lovers.

"I'm sorry," he whispered through tears and you felt your heart shatter. "I'm sorry too," you spoke softly as you felt more tears run down your face, "I wish it could have worked." "I do too," he mumbled and buried his head into your hair. As you lay like that for a final time, you shut your eyes and tried to get some sleep. You choked down your sobs and clutched the sheets tighter, trying to bury your sadness. You dreaded the morning as you knew Kyle would be gone from your life forever. The scent of his cologne filled the air before you calmed your breathing and fell into an emotionally drained slumber.

When you awoke, Kyle was gone. He left with a note apologizing for the unfortunate timing of your relationship and wishing you the best. As you clutched the note to your chest, you felt empty and wished you had another night in his arms.

What started as a fight a week ago ended with Johnny visiting your flat one last time. When you initially started dating, you both were expecting a quick fling, a relationship with no strings attached. However, as you grew older you found yourself wanting a long-term relationship with the possibility of children and a white-picket-fence life. Johnny couldn't provide you this at the time and it all came to a fever pitch. You ended the relationship with him stating that you needed someone else to offer you this picturesque life.

Now, he was standing in front of you asking to pick up the last of his belongings from your flat. "Sure, you can come in, I haven't moved anything," you mumbled and moved to let your ex-boyfriend in. As he collected his things, he noted the copious amounts of wine bottles that littered the room. What was more distressing was the chaotic state of the flat as you were always one to emphasize organization and cleanliness. He piled everything into a spare box before he caught your attention. "Have you been takin care of yourself?" he questioned cautiously. As if he had opened the floodgates, you broke down in tears. "It's for the best," he tried to comfort you as you sat on the floor in a literal puddle of tears. He attempted to help you up before you looked at him. "Can you hold me one last time?" you whispered and you could see him fight an internal battle with himself. "Please Johnny, just for the last time." Seeing your puffy eyes, he couldn't help but follow you into the bedroom.

You both got into bed and you cozied yourself into his chest, something you both were familiar with. He placed an arm around your shoulder as you tried to dry your tears. "You gonna tell your future kids about me?" he joked in an attempt to lighten the atmosphere. "Ha, yes I'll tell them I dated a soldier with a mohawk," you said and your voice sounded hoarse as it echoed in the room. "You'll be a great mum someday," he continued and he felt his shirt begin to become wet with another flood of tears. "I wish it could've worked between us," you whispered in between sniffles and you heard him sigh before he replied. "In another life, Bonnie," he responded and you could feel him gently kiss your head.

When your breaths slowed, Johnny saw himself out. He took one last look at your flat before turning off the lights and locking the door. He slid the key underneath the carpet and turned with the box of his things in hand. He couldn't help but feel his heartbreak as he tried to rationalize his actions. You needed someone who could give you a family, not a soldier who risked his life every day. You needed a family man, not him.

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mymreaderlibrary · 6 months

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Hey buddy, gotta say, fucking LOVE your old man yaoi post with price and reader. It's also one of my favorite things and shit if you'd like could you write more about them? Like I need these two old men to finally own up and kiss damnit 😭

I wanted to get this out way earlier but ANYWAYS IM SO GLAD YOU LIKED IT AAAAGHHGH I honestly wanted to write about it a lil more but I wasn’t sure. I hope this is good, no beta cause I’m a looney toons of a writer who’s stubborn as hell.

[old friends to lovers, slight angst, injury ment, laswell is so fuckin annoyed by being the only smart person, use of y/n though they’re kinda treated more like an oc sorry, the ramblings continue]

[length: 1324 words]

They didn't speak of the night before, but they honestly didn't have to. Y/n and Price could tell their feelings were mutual, or at least stronger than a typical friendship, but instead they chose to be stopped by an invisible road block.

For y/n it was the feeling of lost time. They weren't young anymore, they didn't have the energy nor time for things like relationships and... well he wasn't sure if Price would want to be stuck with an old fart like himself. Price aged in a way that'd make any man jealous meanwhile y/n? Not so much. He was greying, his bones ached more often than not, he spent half of his time drinking shitty liquor that made his teeth reek, and, as much as he hates to admit it, he's just not handsome anymore. Price deserved to be with someone who still had life to them. Maybe a spunky military gal who could keep him on his toes or private operative with an infinite list of missions to complete. What he didn't need, however, was someone who already had their chance and wasted it. Y/n should've told him just how much Price meant to him, how much he envied the people who got to stay by his side. He should've searched for him, got on his hands and knees and begged to come with. Convince whoever had them separated to change their mind. He didn't care if he still went through the same pain he did when he was alone, if he had to amputate his own damn leg again, or deal with the loss of his parents one more time. As long as he could've done it by Price's side he would've been happy or at the very least satisfied. But that was the past and the current y/n could never catch up to the man Price had become.

However for Price it was guilt. He remembered the days that y/n and him felt invincible. Like every little thing was just a stepping stone in their grand journey to glory. No matter the pain they persevered, found solutions where others would've given up, made names for themselves amongst crowds of soldiers all baring the same purpose. Too bad those names couldn't stop them from being split up, from losing their friends, their families, from being sent all across the world with no way of knowing if the other was even alive. Those names couldn't stop y/n from losing his entire calf... (Price hated that he only knew of his friends injury due a rumor involved with y/n's discharge). Y/n shouldn't even be here, his time in the military was over, he paid his penance, he should be at home watching tv on a leather couch with a beer in hand. Nothing on the mind but whatever sore loser couldn't figure out tonight's Jeopardy categories. But no, Price had to go and drag him out from retirement, right back onto the front lines. Straight back into trouble. Even if he wasn't on the field that didn't mean he was away from risk. His mere association with the 141 planted a target on his back that wouldn’t be removed by simply walking away. Price didn't feel he deserved y/n's affection not when all he ever did was put him in danger.

So they both stayed like that, infinitely stubborn, hellishly avoidant, and not nearly as sly as they thought. The 141 didn't have a full understanding of what was going on between the two, but they could tell there was some unfinished business. Gaz thought maybe one of them slighted the other and neither have taken the step to apologize for it. Soap thought y/n perhaps betrayed Price and that's why he's missing part of his leg. Ghost had... almost the right idea, thinking there was a strange tinge of romantic tension between the two though he assumed it was from something like a love triangle. Maybe y/n and Price loved the same woman and had some unfinished rivalry? Regardless, it was not his problem so much as it didn’t effect the mission.

Laswell however, she knew. She wouldn't have the position she did if information like this just flew past her radar. She knew of their history, she saw how they reacted to one another. Laswell wasn't blind for god's sake, in fact she felt like the only one with eyes at the moment. She wasn't so crass as to demand them to make up and get it over with, but having no one to complain to was definitely testing her patience. Instead she stuck to subtly, casually chatting with Price about y/n and dropping questions in regards to their past missions together and how close they were, hoping to make some wheels turn in his rusted head. She wasn't gonna do more than that however, they were two grown men and if they couldn’t figure it out that was their problem. Could they just be a little more subtle though?

It took until a, quite literally, explosive scenario for them to finally get it together. A bullet had gotten lodged into Price's shoulder after an enemy made a lucky shot. It was far from the worst thing the Captain had faced but it still wasn't great, hurt like a bitch for one. And secondly it seemed to send y/n into a spiral. He was practically fuming when Price got back, going on some sort of rant about hygiene and wound care. Y/n demanded to be the one to dress Price's shoulder with a tone that had the others knowing they were not invited to watch unless they wanted to join in on the incoming lecture. And lecture he did, through the whole process Price could barely get a word in. Y/n paced and raved, threw his arms in the air and even knocked over supplies on accident. He was a complete mess and it wasn't until y/n was literally out breath that the Captain could finally speak.

An explanation of what happened was given, it was just luck (bad luck in regards to Price) that he got hit. This wasn’t overly common and the team knew how to deal with these wounds. Everything was okay, it was going to be fine. This just came with the job, risks were inevitable.

They were quiet, looking at each other and letting the silence permeate the room. Price reached his hand out to touch y/n’s but was caught off guard as the other man suddenly leaned it. Knocking his head against Price’s good shoulder and breathing heavily, y/n shuddered a silent cry. A plead for Price to be safe. Whatever false version of safety he could promise, just please don’t die out there.

The Captain raised his outstretched hand to cup the back of y/n’s head, running a thumb over the stubbled hair. Letting his hand slide to his face and pushing him back just an inch.

Another moment of silence. Hearts beating like rabbits.

“You gonna actually do something or do I-“

Price shut him up as quickly as he could. It was clumsy, a bit shaky, and definitely desperate, but the moment their lips touched it felt like pure ecstatic relief. Relief that this was finally happening, relief that the invisible barrier they built around each other was so weak, but mostly relief that those moments, all those touches and lingering stares weren’t for nothing.

They breathed in each others scent, something they’ve come to know so well and yet in this moment it felt brand new, and infinitely stronger. The spice of a cigar, the sting of sweat, and- oh right, sterile wipes. Price was left to chuckle awkwardly and y/n backed away. Any childish excitement felt would have to wait but at the very least they had this.

#sorry was stuffing my mouth with turkey today so I didn’t finish it when I wanted to #insert video of dude fuckin up that dry ass chicken sandwich #didn’t know if I wanted to add this but was listening to drunk drivers/ killer whales by carseatheadrest for a lot of this #my writing #mw #male reader #x male reader #john price #john price x male reader #probably ooc 😭😭😭😭😭 AURHHFJGNFJFN #im so shy about this help #cod #cod x male reader #price cod #ramblings #old man yaoi

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killmeprettypleasee · 1 year

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helloo, I was wondering if you could do a gaz x male reader. it's almost impossible to find and my boy deserves so much love!!!

LITTLE FLOWER

So this isn't smut and i wanted this to be fluff cus i mostly post smut here and i wanna change things up a bit.. im a teansy bit not good at fluff but I'll try, anyways thanks sm for requesting<33

Summary: you and Gaz just being a lovely couple and making you a flower crown.

Warning: fluff, established relationship, Gaz being a good lover to reader, gardener reader, short cus im hella busy(sorry btw).

"you look lovely with that" Gaz complemented you with flowers clung between the strings of your hair, his words made your heart flutter everytime, he cant help but smile and punch him playfully on the shoulder which made him giggle and kiss your cheek lovingly.

You two sat on the bench in your garden as you both arrange the flowers and set them to match the batches as Gaz minding his own world making something and trues to hide it from your sight which made you smile seeing how concentrated he is on it.

The breeze in the garden was a great one making the surrounding very peaceful and calm, you took a breath when you felt the wind pass by you and smiled and got back to work.

You were so into it you tensed up when you felt a kiss on your cheek and turned around seeing Gaz with a big smile and held some thing up "i made this for you hunny!" He smiled brightly showing a flower crown, you gasp and made your heart burst from how cute and lovely it was, you took it in his hands and wore it "it really fits you hun" he kissed your lips again making you chuckle softly "thank you kyle" you cant help but heat up in embarrassment, you smiled seeing him smile aswell.

He caressed your face gently and giving you a small peck on the cheek before resting his head on your shoulder then let out a soft long sigh, he held your waist as you carry on with the flowers, it was nice being with him after a long month without him.. having him with you made your day better than without him, but still saddens you he has to leave again and you would pray to any god so he couldn't leave you.. now that doesn't matter all that matters now is you wanted to spend time with him before he leaves for his work.

Please forgive me its short😭😭😭 im trying to clear up my drafts here akakdjwjwjbdb but do hope ypu all enjoy<3

#Gaz cod #gaz x male reader #cod x male reader #cod x reader #x male reader

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pryce0 · 1 year

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HI, I LOVE YOUR FICS SO MUCH 💗💗💗

I saw wondering if we can get another Gaz x reader ( I adore the way you write him ) just about domestic time together like lazy days or doing skin care or cooking together ANYTHING PLEASE - IM SO IN LOVE WITH THIS MAN AND HE IS SUCH AN UNDERRATED KING 😭

-thanks for feeding this thirsty nation 💪

Those Eyes (Gaz x GN!Reader)

gif by; unknown

word count; 1,560

masterlist; here

summary; You and Gaz spend some well deserved time together while he’s on leave.

a/n; THANK YOU ANON I LOVE YOU!! i’m really happy you are enjoying my writing, please feel free to request more <3 gaz deserves all the kisses!! he’s also called Kyle in this one! [title is taken from “those eyes” by new west.]

[tags; pure fluff, domestic life, my gaz being a simp agenda!!]

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It wasn’t too often Kyle was home for longer periods of time, an effect of being apart of Task Force 141. Usually, he was off on a mission or on base for something else—just something always relating to his job. That’s why he made it a point to be spend nearly every single second together whenever he had a day off, or like this; during his leave. It was moments like this that gave him happiness; the quiet sound of your spotify playlist whistling through the kitchen as you used your tongs to flip the bacon. Kyle loved when you made breakfast, reminded him of home; of you, when he was on base.

The sun shines through the semi-opened curtain that covers the window over the sink. You hummed quietly as you used the tongs to remove the cooked pieces of bacon and lay them on a paper towel that covered a plate, so it could soak up the grease. You grabbed a few more pieces of bacon with your tongs and laid them down on the pan evenly, the sound of the grease sizzling getting louder. You don’t jolt at all when strong arms wrap around your waist and chest, a warm torso pressing against your back. You feel his head on your shoulder, his rough morning voice filling your ears. “You didn’t wake me.” He whispers in your ear, making you smile softly. You couldn’t see his face, but you definitely could see the pout in your head. “I know,” You murmur as you lean into his touch, but keep your eyes trained on the bacon. You’ve had too many incidents of the bacon grease popping on your skin. “You got back around 2 am last night, Kyle. You needed that sleep.” Kyle huffs and presses a lazy kiss against your jaw, and then another up to your ear. You feel goosebumps raise as he does so. “I don’t need sleep when I’m with you, love.” You smile as you feel your face heat up; his flirting always gets you, even after being together for this long. “Oh, shush. Now that you’re up, why don’t you grab a cup of coffee and get the eggs and milk out?”

Kyle makes a quiet noise of acknowledgment but he doesn’t move yet. “In a minute, jus’.. need to hold you.” Sometimes Kyle just needs a moment to hold you, to process you’re with him and it isn’t a hopeful dream he’s having while in reality, he’s sleeping on a shitty tarp in a worn down house in the middle of a war zone. There’s no sirens, no explosions, no smell of gunpowder. There’s just you, the smell of your cooking, the smell of your home. Kyle couldn’t ask for anything better, as he’s convinced you’re the gift he’s been begging God for. “I love you.” He whispers, his tone fragile like if he speaks too loudly, his reality will crack and shatter back on to a battlefield. You hummed, murmuring, “I love you too, Kyle. Now get those eggs!” You push your body against his playfully to push him away, which he chuckles and lets go of you. He walks over to the fridge and rubs his eyes so he isn’t as sleepy.

Kyle opens the fridge and hums along to the song you have playing, a song he’s heard so many times now. He listens to it on base so he feels more at home. He grabs the milk and eggs, using his foot to close the fridge door. “Good, now crack ‘em and put ‘em in the bowl, honey.” You glance over at him as you flip the bacon, watching him blink away the tiredness as he sets the jug of milk and carton of eggs on the counter. “Yes, ma’am.” Kyle teases, bending down and grabbing a bowl from the cabinet below. He uses his foot to shut the cabinet once again and grabs a fork, and the. Kyle drags the trash can over to the counter. You laugh as you watch him, his face scrunched up. “You work in the military, yet you can barely handle the feeling of egg yolk?” You poke fun at him which causes Kyle to turn to you, his lower lip pouting out ever so slightly. “Hey! Everyone has their icks, darling.”

You turn back to the bacon and quickly remove the cooked pieces onto the plate like before and then you switch the stove top off for now, putting the pan on a different burner that isn’t hot. You put the tongs on the same plate and after that, you look over at your boyfriend. God, your boyfriend. Kyle Garrick, your boyfriend. You never could stop repeating that the time you guys got together; “This is Kyle Garrick, my boyfriend!”

You watch him open the carton of eggs and grab one, gently cracking it against the edge of the bowl. You watch the way his face scrunches up when he realizes he has to use his thumbs to properly open the egg and you can’t suppress a giggle when he squints when he finally feels the yolk of the egg against his skin. You love the way his features are, the way he’s so incredibly expressive about what he’s feeling. You love the small rolls of skin on his nose between his eyes, you love how it scrunches up when he feels something gross or hears something distasteful. You love the way the top of his gum line shows when he smiles widely, you love how his laugh bounces off the walls when he’s truly amused, you love how he looks at you. Oh, how he looks at you. Kyle looks at you as if you’re the only person left on this Earth with him, as if no one else exists. You love the way his body relaxes in your arms, as if he’s leaving his baggage of the day at the door. You love the way he flirts with you like he just saw you for the first time, even after a few years of being together. Kyle is so gentle and kind, despite his job and physique. There’s no one else you could imagine sharing a life with, and you’re sure Kyle feels the same. He kisses you as if he’s starving and you’re the only thing that will satiate him, he holds you as if you’ll slip from him any moment. Kyle keeps all of your letters, every time you send one to him on base, he has a folder in his quarters. When he’s lonely, he rereads every word, every confession you send him.

You quietly come up behind him and repeat what he did to you earlier, although your hands slowly go under his shirt, your hands feeling his abdomen and chest. You hum and murmur lowly in his ear, “Hey, pretty boy. You got a lover?” Kyle bursts out laughing, an intense contrast from the quiet sounds of his humming and the music. You can’t help but let out a giggle, but you try to stay in character. “Don’t laugh at me, answah the question.”

Kyle snorts as he tries to keep his hands steady as he cracks open another egg, leaning against you a bit more. “Mhm, I do. They’re quite smashing, I’d say.” Kyle responds, his voice dripping amusement. It’s your turn to snort, your mouth contorting to mock his accent. “Smashing!” You mock, not being able to finish your word without laughing. Kyle elbows you lightly. “Hey, now! I just complimented you!” He pouts but you roll your eyes, pressing a kiss to his shoulder. You arms wrap around his properly and you begin to pull him away from the counter, a yelp leaving him. “Hey, I’m not do!-“

“Dance with me, Kyle.” You murmur, spinning him around to face you. Kyle’s face held bewilderment before contorting to amusement, your arms wrapping around his neck. “Is your favorite song on?” He replies softly, his hands avoiding touching your shirt. “I still have yolk on my fingers, love.” You let out a soft psshhh and lean closer to him. “I don’t care, I can always get a new shirt from your closet.” You giggle softly, making eye contact with him. Kyle laughs in reply, his hands grabbing onto you and pulling you closer as you swayed back and forth softly. Kyle’s eyes radiate pure love and adoration; he again stares at you as if his sole purpose was just.. you. They shine in a way they only do for you. Kyle leans forward and presses his lips against yours, keeping the kiss slow and soft. Your lips move against his in sync. There’s no hidden agenda behind the kiss, no second-hidden intentions; it’s just two people loving each other, kissing for the sake of intimacy.

Your kisses are always something he craves back on base or during the missions he goes on, and he always motivated to come back home to you.

You gently pull away and his lips attempt to follow you, but your finger rests on his lips to stop him. Kyle’s eyebrows furrow in confusion and neediness. You smile and cup his cheek instead. “There will be plenty of time for that later, okay? We need to eat.”

As far as Kyle knows, you’re all he needs, but okay.

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8-rae-rae-8 · 4 months

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I had another thought/HC that I needed to share

Cw time outs , swearing

22 Ghost is usually good at communicating with the 141 when he needs to regress. But there are times - usually after a bad mission or during a stressful period, that he fights it. His thoughts convince him that he doesn’t deserve it and needs to push through it and get the job done.

When he gets like this, he’s a lot more snappier (borderline bratty) and tends to push away any attempts to help him regress. When he has enough and raises his voice at Gaz or Soap for trying to coax him, Baba Price steps in.

“Right, that’s it.” He drags a pissy, grumpy Ghost by his arm, back to Price’s office. Once the door is locked, Price sternly but gently coaxes Ghost into an inconspicuous chair tucked away in the corner. Ghost is blushing bright red under his mask.

“You’re taking the piss, sir.”

Price raises an eyebrow and crouches down to meet Simon’s eye level “Simon, you know the rules. Shouting at Bubba an’ Gaz was very naughty. I want you to stay here for 5 minutes an’ reflect on how you acted.”

Ghost is about to talk back with a rebuttal but Price turns the swivel chair around and makes Ghost face the wall. He hears Price walk away and sit at the desk and that alone is enough to crack him a little.

After 2 minutes, Price can hear sniffles and sees Simon’s shoulders shake. At four Simon is quietly asking for Baba at the 5 minute mark, Simon is fully in tears.

Price turns the chair back around and crouches again to Simon’s eye level. “Simon Bub, look at baba.” Simon weeps, he had thrown his mask to the ground in a huff at the 2 minute 30 second mark.

“M-M sorry Baba! Didn’t mean to s-s-shout!” Simon sobs “b-big feelings t-too much!” He confesses and price’s heart breaks.

“It’s okay, love. It’s all in the past now.” Baba coos softly, patting and rubbing Simon’s shaking knees. “Just let those nasty feelings out.”

They spend a few extra minutes just letting Simon cry out everything until all that’s left is a very tired, weepy boy.

Later Soap and Gaz come in, worried about Simon only to find him sleeping on the couch, out of his military gear and in his little clothes (a onesie, pull up and sleep shorts) suckling on his comfort blanket as he coos in his sleep.

Price is watching by at the end of the couch, lazily doing paperwork as he’s playing with Simon’s hair.

I’m sorry this was so long 😭👉👈 I hope it’s okay

Literally in tears

THATS SO FUCKING CUTE

IM GUNNA GO FUCKING MAD

SJDBSIBFKASBB

#cod Agere #call of duty #simon ghost riley #cod #john soap mactavish #kyle gaz garrick #captain john price #john price #cod fluff

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dimlylittorch · 4 months

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okay, i may—or may not—have an idea regarding your archivist!reader and simon🫣

what is he’d find some other soldiers on base either not talking nice bout them or being kinda mean/teasing towards them?

what would he do heheh?

i mean, he already said they don’t know how to treat someone like them…

(just me brain rotting over my pookies🫣)

omg yes!!! literal brain rot over simon and his archivist (the whole concept of an archivist reader is so self indulgent bc im a history major in university rn and im planning on having some kind of similar job😭)

okay, so! how simon would react:

I think it would definitely depend on who they are, and what they said.

-Let’s say it’s something small, but mean nonetheless. ‘how did a chubby piece of work like that get a job on base?’ Simon is def annoyed, but he doesn’t take it TOO seriously bc he knows it’s kind of a fair question, just not asked in a nice way. People weren’t used to seeing soft people on base!! You were a little anomaly- one he adored. If a new recruit said that, he definitely has Price give them extra work and training. If someone higher up said that, he pulls them aside and has a chat with them himself. ‘Learn to act like an adult and watch your bloody mouth’ may or may not pin them up against a locker to make sure his point gets across

-now let’s say it’s something just outright uncalled for. ‘now we know why the cafeteria keeps running out of food..’ Simon is absolutely fuming. If it’s a new recruit, he finds out when they’re alone next and seeks them out, ruffing them up a decent bit so they get the message. If it’s a higher ranking person, he knows if he wants to make an impact, he needs to get Price involved. Tells Price he needs to demote them/fire them/cut their salary- whatever Price will agree to. Price is confused, but Simon plays the ‘you’ve known me for long enough to trust my judgment’ card.

-now.. if someone ever lays a hand on you? Shoves you aside, trips you because they think it’s funny.. Simon has no issue taking physical action, making sure they end up in the infirmary for a good while, getting Soap and Gaz to help him come up with some excuse as to what happened to the asshole

-if anyone ever says anything about you and Simon’s relationship (once it’s public), he very much likes to show you off. Not in a ‘look at my property’ way, more in a ‘look at the one person who can absolutely control me’ way. Makes sure people see when you gently pull his chin down to kiss him, him giving in immediately and letting you do what you want with him. Will always be touching you in some shape or form, especially likes to hold a part of you that he knows most people make not find attractive. A gentle hand on your stomach as he wraps his arm around your waist, tracing the fat of your upper arm when you sit next to him as he holds his arm around your shoulders.. loves to prove that everyone that you absolutely deserve every shred of attention he gives you

-and if it ever happens that you know of his tendencies to get upset.. you get him to take it down a peg. He instead gets Soap to prank the bastards who mess with you constantly, Soap putting weird stuff in their bunks, messing them up during training

-there is def soap, gaz, and price solidarity with you and Simon :)) one big happy family😭

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vesper-tinus · 1 year

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i love your work! you write so well, and the fact english is your third language!?? that’s impressive as heck! i usually hate requesting, but since i love your writing style i thought why not 🥲

would you be able to make another gaz fic? maybe one where the reader and him preparing for bed, you know like following a little routine and going to sleep. you don’t have to, cuz anything with gaz would be great, he’s not appreciated or written about enough 😭

Hello! Thank you so much for the compliment 🖤 ! I'm honoured you even considered requesting, despite your distaste for it—that is quite humbling! I'd be happy to write something for Gaz, and if it's domestic? Even more so! Beloved Gaz !! I hope I managed to write something you can agree with. Happy Valentines 🖤🌹 !

𝐍𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐑𝐨𝐮𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐬 Kyle "Gaz" Garrick x Reader

Summary: After a lovely date night, Kyle and yourself return home and get ready for a well-deserved rest. Keywords: Established relationship, romantic fluff, nightly routine—domestic behaviour. Wordcount: 1149

Kyle laughs, twirling you over the threshold of your apartment door before shutting it closed behind him.

The exhaustion is plain on both your faces, but you are happy, you are in love, and you are oh-so-tired.

A night out was exactly what both of you needed, though perhaps you have danced a little too much. Your calves feeling strained, and your feet having protested the entire walk home. As you hang up your coats, the two of you bump hips—they say lovers are often attached by the hip, perhaps there is some truth to it—and the thought makes you smile with tired amusement.

His arm lazily snakes around your lower back as you walk through your quiet apartment, no light needed due to the familiarity… and Kyle’s insistence that his ‘night vision’ is better than yours—a joke between the two of you, though you suspect there is a genuine part of him that believes it.

You only part when you reach the bedroom. Hip brushing hip as he moves towards the bathroom, and you towards the dresser. You exhale a pleasant sigh as you finally get to disrobe, trading your glamorous attire for a more comfortable one. You rifle through the options, eventually picking out your choice for the night.

Sleepwear now checked off your nightly routine, you move to pick out Kyle’s, only to be paused by his voice.

“Babe?”

You glance over your shoulder, peering towards the open-doored bathroom. You can’t see him from where you’re standing, but you see his shadow dance across the tiled flooring.

“Did we remember to buy toothpaste?” he calls from the bathroom, his voice closely followed by the sounds of obvious rummaging through drawers and shelves.

“Yes!” you respond in kind, matching his volume, “in the small drawer to the left, next to the cotton swabs!” You wait patiently for confirmation, Kyle’s t-shirt held loosely in your grasp.

“... found it! Thanks!”

You snort in vague amusement, gently shaking your head as you drop his nightwear on the bed. You drape your discarded clothes over the back of the chair, the one by the window, before leaving for the kitchen to refill the water bottles you keep on your respective nightstands.

Eventually, finally, you come to stand next to Kyle in front of the bathroom sink’s mirror, bumping hips as you do—purposefully this time—and the gesture is not lost on him, so he bumps back playfully.

“You were right, of course,” he says smoothly, waving the, now empty, cardboard box the tube of toothpaste came in. Only when you begin brushing your teeth does he lean over to press a minty kiss against your cheek. And another. And another, enough times that it makes you laugh, and a drop of toothpastey-spittle drips down your chin.

“The toothpaste is supposed to stay inside your mouth you kn—”

You promptly push him out the bathroom before he can finish that sentence, trying not to smile wide at his antics and the laughter that rings out in your shared apartment.

Soon, you manage to finish your nightly routine in peace, giving your reflection one last look of approval before heading to bed.

Kyle’s changed into his sleepwear—boxers and a loose t-shirt, the one you picked out—a touristy thing you bought from your outings as a memory. It’s tacky and an eyesore, but he loves wearing it. ‘Because you picked it for me’, as he likes to remind you, and he often does. The boldness often causing your cheeks to warm.

He's sitting on the edge of the bed, phone in hand. He looks up when you enter the room, smiling lovingly at you. "Just setting the alarm—usual time?"

"A bit later, perhaps. We deserve it after tonight," you respond as you move towards the first window, drawing the blinds close, but the second window gives you pause. You crack it open, finding yourself admiring the view before you. Laid out for your enjoyment.

Quiet has settled over your neighbourhood like a blanket as the sun sets. From the comforts of your window, you watch the warm orange of the evening sky, your eyes glancing over the few wispy clouds left behind from the earlier rain. You breathe a sigh, exhaling with a smile on your face as you take in the freshened air. The day's activities and conversations play in your mind, remembering every smile you saw, and every gesture you felt—particularly from your boyfriend. You willingly let yourself get lost to the thoughts, chuckling at the particularly cheesy moments… and there are many of them.

Suddenly, a pair of well-defined arms wrap around you from behind, gently luring you from the memories, and soon your boyfriend’s chin comes to rest on your shoulder. He presses slow, sensual kisses to the crook of your neck, and you laugh at the ticklish sensation.

“Ready for bed, babe?”

“In a moment,” you reply, tilting your head just enough to press a kiss to his temple.

Kyle hums in response as he drapes himself over you, waiting, taking in the view. Though unbeknownst to you, his eyes are shut, and the view you suspect him to be enjoying, is rather the presence of you. He pulls you closer, letting you rest against the warmth of him.

You emit a noise of satisfaction, and he chuckles at the noise, rewarding you with a gentle squeeze of your body.

By the window you sway together, rocking side to side in a gentle rhythm. Slowly, but steadily, Kyle picks up the pace, eventually leading you both into a chorus of laughter as he swings you away from the window towards your shared bed. There, you fall together, struggling to catch your breaths. Him, because he keeps tickling you with kisses to every sensitive spot on your neck, and you, because you can’t stop laughing.

“Alright, alright!” you exclaim in a huff of laughter. “I give up! I concede!” You soak up the warmth and love he exudes, prickling against your skin like the softest of silks. Your eyes meet, and neither of you seem able to gaze away. “Target down,” you manage to mutter out between breaths, a knowing smile curling at your lips.

Quiet settles over you, like it did with the world outside, carefree smiles displayed freely on both your faces. What a wondrous thing, you think, being in love, and being together like this. There will be many more memories to make in this house of yours, in this room, but you will forever remember this moment. The walls of your house will remember it too.

You softly brush a thumb over his cheekbone, eyes practically sparkling with tenderness, and then you lean in for a kiss.

He tastes like mint.

Kyle gently takes your face in his hands, pouring every ounce of gratitude, of adoration, into the kiss, matching your affections.

You taste like mint too.

#kyle garrick x reader #kyle gaz garrick #gaz #gaz cod #cod #call of duty #call of duty modern warfare 2 #cod mw22 #x reader #reader #fanfiction #cod mw2 #cod mw2 x reader #cod x reader #cod mw2 imagine #cod imagine #cod modern warfare #modern warfare 2 #reader imagine

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writerof-thewoods · 6 months

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Idk if games could count for the ask game thing but fall of duty modern warfare -🐯

They do yeah! Thanks for sending this in :3 For the first Modern Wafare game:

«────── « ⋅ʚ♡ɞ⋅ » ──────» Kyle "Gaz" Garrick- I see him as both an age regressor/age dreamer Mostly a dreamer though because it's kind of difficult for him to be otherwise, and it's easier for him to control. Captain Price- A caregiver! He has such big dad vibes, and I love his and Gaz' dynamic so much 😭 Alex- Honestly, I see Alex as a flip/older sibling. I don't see it that much, but I just think he'd be in the middle. Like he takes care of Farah whenever he can when they're together. Plus, she's usually headcanoned as something similar (and with good reason) so I like imagining the roles kind of being reversed? If that makes sense? Farah Karim- OH boy, my girl's been through too much in her life, she deserves to have a moment where she's not in control of everything. In my head, she's baby, so I see her as an age regressor. Hadir Karim- His and Farah's story is so tragic, yet so intriguing. A small part of me secretly wishes and believes that they reconcile after the events of the game, and because of that, I think they'd either grow closer, or even more apart. However, there's still a part of him that cares about his sister before his death, therefore, he's a caregiver/guardian. Just let them be happy. I know it'll never happen, just let me have this. s

«────── « ⋅ʚ♡ɞ⋅ » ──────»

DNI Banner belongs to @aew-kun-age-regression!

#agere blog #request answered!#writing requests #agere ask game #sfw agere #sfw interaction only #sfw regression #cod agere #cod headcanons #sfw littlespace #lilyyyyrambles #lilyyy writes

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sam-burger · 1 year

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my silly little task force 141 headcanons :p

A/N: there are probably several spelling mistakes, sorry! this is also my first time posting something this long, and im posting from my phone so i can’t add a ‘keep reading’ SORRY! lastly,, this is heavily inspired by and definitely piggy backing off of a lot of this post, so a lot of credit goes to that writer!

soap

he sleeps with a night light whenever he can meaning he literally carries a night light with him whenever he travels somewhere (just in case)

some of his fingers are crooked because he broke his hand punching a wall just to prove to 141 that he could break it😭..

he has a red iphone, his case is matte black, and he keeps his cards in the back of the case. yes this is a red flag.

he owns a fluffy black kitten and treats her like a literal princess whenever he’s able to be at his house.

i think he also owns like a fuck ton of plants and he has to pay his neighbor(s) to water them for him while he’s away. its such a pain in his ass but he will NOT get rid of them because he thinks they brighten up his ‘humble abode’

was a lil chubby as a kid, even up to around 14. he is still self conscious about it and gets so embarrassed when anybody brings up an old picture of him

CORNY. literally looks up ‘funny jokes 2022’ on google

price

he definitely collects SOMETHING

something he’ll absolutely never admit is that he genuinely enjoys hallmark movies. it’s a guilty pleasure

he organizes secret santas and fun events for the task force a lot because they all deserve a break sometimes. he treats them like family!

whenever he doesnt have to wear his uniform he’s always in sweatpants and/or fluffy socks. heavy on the sweatpants, he gives off major comfortable dude vibes ya know. also has those stupid shark slippers,, or slides whatever u wanna call them

He’s a dog person. there is NO WAY he isn’t. he probably has a bumper sticker that says “adopt don’t shop” and i love that tbh

ghost played richest killers for him as a joke one time in a bar and he actually thinks its peak music

ghost

paints his nails black but only when he’s like drop dead bored.

he can eat so much food in one sitting its crazy like hes a human vacuum. the task force is used to seeing him eat a shit ton by now but whenever someone new is around they’re always so shocked like WHATTTT

obsessed with tiktok. it’s unhealthy

listens to uk drill and bruno mars EXCLUSIVELY

for the soapghosters: ghost slaps the shit out of soap’s ass anytime he gets the chance

in private ofc! he hates pda so much for some reason.

secretly really good at art, whatever type of art that may be. He journals whenever he can which is pretty rarely. super duper secretive about this though!

DRY TEXTER.

gaz

he has two cats at home and his family takes care of them for him when he’s away

speaking of family (idgaf abt canon. haven’t read it and will never read it) he has an older sister and a sister thats around maybe 8/9 and he loves them both to DEATH.

he rlly loves starbucks seasonal drinks. he always calls starbucks “starbies” and it annoys the fuck out of Ghost

absolutely uses :/ and :p when texting/messaging and is so informal (just like me..)

his phone case is yellow and he is obsessed with sunflowers

mocks soap’s accent for the fun of it

#mw2 #mw2 imagine #modern warfare #cod #call of duty #simon riley #johnny soap mactavish #ghost mw2 #simon ghost riley #john price #kyle gaz garrick #cod imagine #mine #cod headcanons #modern warfare 2

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captainfern · 10 months

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hi hi captain! Just wanted to stop by and say that I adored your Gaz post, release. Making him whimper by sucking his soul out of his dick was something I never knew I needed until now. Also, calling him a good boy, fuck yes. He deserves it, he’s such a good boy and needs to hear it. I’d do anything for this man and your writing. You’re so talented and I eat up every single one of your works. I just love what you write and you’ve been the spark for some of my own writing. Continue the great work darling, much love, from an adoring anon 🐛🤍🌱

he is the best boy and i’m tired of bitches leaving him out or replacing him like come onnnnnn

LOOK AT HIM

and thank you so much this is so sweet i can’t 😭

lots of luv <3

#captainfern #captainfernsalutes #you guys are so nice to me omg #kyle gaz garrick

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reds-skull · 5 months

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Hi I’m the work anon from earlier

Wow your revenant fic was amazing! I’m so glad I got to read it from start to finish and watch as your story grew and took shape

I adored Soap and Gaz’s friendship but I also adored how Ghost trusted and was friends with him too especially when he asked him for advice! 😭 (there’s so little of their friendship the fandom and it sucks ) Price was best dad and deserves all the hugs (and cigars for dealing with his sons squad every day) Rudy and Alejandro (and the vaqueros) were adorable and had the 141 backs from the start, they were ready to throw down! Grave’s got what he deserved I hated him in this fic so much (great job) he was such a smug smarmy bastard until the end. Farah and Alex were so sweet they were like the favourite cousins that got roped into the family drama (I still want Fahra to BITE shepherd you know as a treat!) Laswell knows things and is scary she will happily help people reach the find out portion of their fucking around.

The reapers were so cool!!!! Especially with how they combined I was not expecting that, was legit shooketh (I now imagine limbo as a pitch black ocean full of burning stars (I also have a couple questions regarding it I would like to asked later please?)) Soap’s reaper was warm and kind Ghost’s was cold and clinical together they’re so much more?!?! Like it’s poetic there the best version of themselves together (like ghoap)

Speaking of ghoap they’re so in love it’s sickening all I could imagine during the vows was Price “listening in” and then getting Laswell to hand the boys a bloody wedding certificate so sweet 😭

Thank you for putting in the time and effort to create something so beautiful for so many people have a lovely day or night you deserve a break after all of that hard work!

And with all my admiration fuck you for making me cry (again)

Hello work anon! Hope it went easy haha

I feel like there's a few versions of Ghost headcannons floating out there, one is basically "the man believes he's broken beyond repair, he doesn't think he's human, all he does is focus on work" and the other is "yeah he went through really fucked up shit, but he holds himself together pretty well, and while it's hard for him to find someone he trusts, the people close to him are priceless."

I like both versions, but this time I went for the latter. I love love love Ghost and Gaz as friends (mw4 please give me them interacting), and you can see that in my comics as well lol.

I made Graves such a little bitch that everyone hates from the start lmao.

I didn't plan for Rudy and Ghost to interact that much if I'm honest, but because Soap wasn't the POV and I wanted to have the Vaqueros more prominently in the story (it does take place mostly in Las Almas after all), Rudy's initial reaction to Ghost's mask was the perfect opening for a deeper friendship.

Farah and Alex weren't too active, if I make a sequel, I think I'll make it focused on the situation in Urzikstan. Farah deserves to take her own revenge and get her happy ending...

I love your description of Limbo, especially because I mentioned in the fic that Ghost loves seeing the stars, because it's the first thing he saw after he was Reaped (and now Soap created stars for him in the void).

I'd love to hear your questions!

Ghost and Soap, like someone else commented, are practically married on all levels beside legal lmao. I never planned for them to be so fuckin' whipped for each other tbh, like the vows at the start were not planned at all. I just looked up Celtic wedding vows, and it was literally so perfect for them ("I give ye my Body, that we Two might be One./I give ye my Spirit, ’til our Life shall be Done."? Couldn't fit more to their story), I just had to add it.

Thank you for reading and commenting! I wish this break was voluntary, but my semester is ending in 3 weeks and I have many projects to finish, so I have to prioritize that for a while T_T

#asks answered #ty for the ask <3 #as I said before I could talk about revenant AU for hours #so sorry for the wall of text but not really

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careful-please · 1 year

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Having never played CoD i don't really know anything about the characters. However, the fandom is strong, dedicated, and absolutely in love with every last one of those motherfuckers. So here is what fandom has taught me about Canon.

Simon "ghost" Riley

Entire family is dead 😰😭😱

Babygirl

Soap's best friend

Lieutenant

Skull mask

Deep gravelly voice

Manchester

Price's adopted son (sentiment)

Sniper

John "Soap" McTavish

Scottish

Demolition expert

Ghost's best friend

Was capitan in a previous game, is now a Sargent

Can make friends with literally anyone

Hates tea

No mask

John Price

Captain of the 141

Team dad

Very tired of his adopted sons

💕Daddy💕

37yo

London

Extra effort to keep his autistic son on the team (ghost)

Deserves all the 'best dad' paraphernalia because he earned it

Married?!!??? (Please confirm in tags, please) doesn't seem like it.

Total dilf

No mask

Kyle 'gaz' Garrick

Also Soap's best friend but different

Black

Laid back

Likes jumping out of helicopters that are on fire 🤷

Likes to tease everyone for any reason

Price bootlicker

Has sisters ???? Big family????

No mask

König

We don't know his Canon name ???

Austrian

Shy with severe social anxiety

Is good with heavy artillery

Has 'heavy artillery ' 😏

Wants to be a sniper ???

Ghost fan ????

Feral on the battlefield

Wet cat

Pathetic 🤤😘

Also wears a sniper hood

Is now a colonel

Horangi/ Kim hong-jin

Korean???

Is friends with könig??

Has severe facial scars ???

Likes to wear sunglasses everywhere all the time

Has back scars that resemble tiger stripes

Very good with hand to hand ???

Terrible gambler

Gary 'Roach' Sanderson

Used to be close with Ghost ???

Is funny little guy

Possibly asexual

Died ?????

Never takes his helmet off

Rudolfo 'Rudy' Parra

Is Mexican or Spanish

Loves Alejandro

Very gay

Sassy

No mask

Alejandro Vargas

Mexican or Spanish

Loves Rudy

Also very gay

Colonel????

So sassy

No mask

Let me know if I'm missing anyone or got something wrong or forgot anything important. I love this fandom so much

#carefulwrites #cod mw2 #simon ghost riley #john soap mactavish #john price #rudolfo parra #alejandro cod #könig #horangi #kyle gaz garrick #roach mw2

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aew-kun-age-regression · 5 months

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Aw, I'm sorry things have been kinda shitty lately. :( You deserve better bud, but I want you to know that it'll be okay!! I'm here for you, and I mean that 🫂

BUT on the complete opposite of that, I'm just thinking about angsty little Gaz, Ghost, and Farrah. Like, just picturing if they were all regressors and like "You're upset? Well then so am I! Let's be sad together 👍" 😭 (If you couldn't tell, they've taken up so much of brain at this point it's not even funny lmao)

Thank you it means lots <3

Also loves this idea!!! They on more than one occasion have just sit in circle just some what enjoying each others company in silence. Gaz is definitely pouting. Like just imagine Alex and Price walking into the room to see these three sad and grumpy kiddos just sitting there.

(I love this idea SM by way!!!, I don't know much about Farah at the moment but she seems so sweet. And I love little Gaz and Ghost.)

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halfmoth-halfman · 6 months

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I'm back with more headcannons

I feel like everybody underestimates kyle, how whip smart he is and how witty he is

Like ik he comes up with the WILDEST plans but nobody notices their all just like, 'hahaha yeah that's our gaz' like THAT BOY IS SO SMART he never exceeded academically but give that man a joint and a target and you best believe that he has devised the perfect plan by morning

Also I headcannon that tabby is academically smart, she's deffo a English lit girl, just cause I said so, but I feel like together they are such a power couple, they are so underestimated and undermined but they always fuck everyone over AND NOBODY SEES IT COMING AT ALL

God I love them so much 😭😭

Also I will never get over the headcannon of them being complete opposites (kyle coming from money and tabby not, tabby being academically smart and kyle struggling a little etc. Etc) It's like a drug to me

Honestly if there's a no1 fan of tabby x kyle it is absoubletly me, I am their biggest fan

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i think people really do underestimate kyle and a lot of that is prob because they've dealt with price for so long. like i think price relies a lot on his charisma, being equal parts charming and threatening, while mob boss!kyle is a lot quieter. he chooses his words carefully, and doesn't really speak much because his words are meant to convey intent - they carry the weight of the things he plans to do. he's incredibly sharp, and there's not a lot that gets past him and i think people don't realize that just because he doesn't always act doesn't mean he doesn't know what's going on.

and i think that sharpness also gives him a big advantage because he comes up with solutions for things that no one really thinks of. like while everyone was trying to think of how to get to graves and makarov, kyle was the one to suggest using canary to lure them in and instead bring their enemies to them to give them the advantage. it was dangerous and risky, but it was a good idea and one that no one had really tried to consider.

also following the stoner hc, i think he and roach would have a fun time just getting high together and coming up with like hypothetical scenarios to try and solve them in the most convoluted ocean's eleven heist style ways

tabby is a literal queen and i stand by that 100%, i like the hc of her being academically smart and being a quick learner and just as sharp as kyle. like before he really goes into detail about what the 141 does, she catches on to things very quickly and subtly gives him suggestions to help with their problems. they are very much a power couple that seem just like a soft, cute couple that's always in their honeymoon phase but they are probably one of the most lethal couples in the 141.

i love tabby x kyle sm like way more than i was expecting to but i'm so happy about it because i'm a gaz stan and i think he deserves the best in every au and tabby is absolutely the best LOL

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