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stinglesswasp · 1 day

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Overseas 🇺🇸

#accents exaggerated for comedic purposes #except for Ghost's bo'oh'o'wa'er #john soap mactavish #simon ghost riley #john price #call of duty

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shotmrmiller · 3 days

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giving bouncer vibes. either at a regular dance club, where you and your friends show up so often that the moment he sees you, he just lets y'all pass. he'll chuckle when you snake your finger into his belt loop, tugging it as you purr out your gratitude. he'll definitely stop you next time, gripping your wrist with his callused hand. "playin' a dangerous game, love."

or a strip club, where he's thrown out so many clients for you that he doesn't bat an eye when you run up to him with your cunt on full display. "is it tha' guy again? told laswell lettin' him back in was a mistake. i'll take care of it, love."

phew!

#call of duty #john price

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miguel-owhora · 2 days

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thinking about retired!price, so insatiable with nothing to do, fingering his cunt and grinding against pillows with your musk thick shirt pressed up against his nose. his body becomes softer with nothing to do, love handles forming and a bigger belly growing, with thighs soft and jiggly, and an ass so pretty and plush like a sweet, juicy peach.

you're still away on deployment, a couple years younger than price and still in your prime. you can't wait for the day where you finally retire, where you can spend the rest of your days with your husband.

but price can't wait—he's paranoid that someone else will get your attention and steal you away from him. someone younger, more attractive, and despite your reassurance that such thing won't happen, it eats away at him. so he does the only logical thing he can come up with.

when you come back on break, you have a hard time getting john off you. he's insatiable, his fingers running all over your body, more than happy to pull down your pants and lavish your cock in affection. he'll throw you onto bed, remind you why exactly he was captain, and milk you for all you're worth. he'll run you dry and keep on going, as if he was young again. and sure, his legs burn, exhaustion nips at him, but fuck, he'll keep on making you cum inside his pussy if it means he'll have your kids.

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cod-dump · 1 day

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Ghost: Cap, how do you feel about me

Price: I’d certainly greet any guy you brought home with a shotgun if that’s what you’re asking

Ghost: Aww-

Soap, quickly leaving the room: I need body armor

Price: WHAT?!

Gaz: Wow… need me to get your shotgun-?

#call of duty #modern warfare #simon ghost riley #john price #john soap mactavish #kyle gaz garrick #incorrect quotes #soapghost #ghostsoap

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dante-mightdie · 3 days

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chief! price i think is the best thing that has graced me on this app with his presence. breeding kink go crazy w him cos he’d definitely give you like 5-6 or more kids telling you it’s your duty as his wife to do so. his genes be strong too with your kids looking exactly like him. as expected of the chief ofc

i’d carry all of his children

c/w: breeding kink, smut, pregnancy, breastfeeding

he has to set a good example to the men of the clan, is what he tells you. a big family represents fertility, virility. all the traits that a man of his title must possess. this is what he grunts into your ear when he creams your cunt every night

your legs slung over his shoulders, thighs pressed to your chest as he plunges his cock in and out of your tight heat :( squeals and moans leaving your lips as your feet kick against his back from overstimulation

he’d mentioned something about an old wives tale in which making your woman cum makes her more likely to get pregnant after your third orgasm

doesn’t stop until he’s drained his hevay balls inside of you :( his hot cum dripping from your entrance as he collects it on his fingers and pushes it back inside of your clenching cunt

he’ll never admit how much it drives him crazy watching you be a mother to his brood <3 how beautiful you look swollen with his child. belly round and skin glowing as you coo over the baby kicking on your womb

no he’ll never be able to tell you how he enamoured he is with you as he watches you breastfeed your newborn in the dim candlelight, gently bouncing them on your arms as you attempt to soothe them to avoid waking your husband in the night. not even aware that he’s already awake, thinking about how many more children he wants to give you

#captain john price x reader #captain price x reader #price x reader #captain john price #john price #john price x reader #captain price #price #chief!price

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deunmiu-dessie · 2 days

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price, after seeing you with kids, vows to himself that he'll get you pregnant.

"i'm so happy you guys could make it!"

john watches fondly as you smile. it's wide and genuine, the action making your nose scrunch up; your head tilting to the side to mimic the woman's excitement─ and john can hardly take his gaze off of you. your eyes glimmer at the sight of your heavily pregnant best friend and the woman watches with a soft smile as the two of you make your way up their driveway.

your body is tucked away underneath john's arm, the usual warmth of your perfume; a sweet and spicy blend of saffron and sugared vanilla, has him unable to keep his hands off of you and he makes it obvious with the way his thumb rubs back and forth over your bare shoulder. and you're just as guilty as he is, with the way your hand is nestled snuggly in the back pocket of his jeans, the other stationed right atop his hand that rests affectionately on your shoulder.

when the two of you can make it to gatherings in your neighborhood, there's bound to be talk and swooning about you and john the next day. most women were envious that even after being together for years, it seemed like the two of you were still in your honeymoon phase.

"jas! babe, what are you doing up?" your voice is a teasing lilt as you shimmy your way out from under john's arm, looking back at him briefly to flash him a pleased smile. however, it's different from the one you sent jasmine earlier, it's softer, intimate, and familiar and it warms his belly better than bourbon ever could; his eyes soften and he smiles back, the crow's feet around his eyes deepening.

despite john only having a few days off until his next mission, which he had wanted to spend with you, cuddled up next to the fireplace and watching movies, or perhaps cooking and baking with each other, all lovey-dovey and tête-à-tête─ you had instead asked if he could spare a day and go to a cookout hosted by a mutual friend.

of course, he couldn't say no to you. not when you looked so reluctant to ask in the first place, with your eyebrows furrowed and a small frown marring your lips─ the same lips he had languidly kissed until it flipped right side up, with gentle murmurs of reassurance. besides, john didn't mind jasmine's husband. tom was a retired colonel of the army and they had hit it off quite quickly, especially given john's position.

reluctantly, john's eyes drift away from where you stand hugging jasmine, immediately spotting tom who is situated with a few other men at the grill. sucking in a breath, john made his way over to them, a smile splitting his cheeks when tom notices him, his tongs clanging against the metal. "well i'll be damned, if it isn't john, fucking, price."

the two men join hands briefly, "tommy, i've been gone a few months and she's already pregnant again." john chuckles softly at tom's sheepish look, the man's cheeks pinkening. "m'surprised y'r balls haven' shriveled up yet." john finishes, dropping into a squat to pluck a lone water nestled amongst the beers. “well, what can i say? she’s all over me!” tom, through his boisterous laughter at his own joke, notices the bottle and sends john a smirk, "you gone in a few days?"

john grunts, hoping to save himself from the conversation, talk of work right now would only annoy him. tom clasps him on the shoulder firmly and sends him a mocking grin, perhaps this is why john liked tom, banter flowed naturally between the two of them. john was reminded of gaz time and time again when holding a conversation with the retired colonel. "it's as i said before. maybe it's time for you to settle down, you're not getting any younger."

john grunts at that one too, eyes scanning the bustling cook-out to look for your comforting presence. he immediately finds you amongst your group of friends, a newborn babe nestled in the crook of your arms delicately and other children playing a simple version of tag around your legs. you're gazing down at the baby with envious adoration, eyes sparkling with awe and something akin to being maternal and it knocks the breath from his throat, his heart swelling within his chest at the sight of you.

and for a moment, he pictures that you're holding his child in your arms and that those are his kids circling your legs. and it's when your eyes somehow find his, your smile shy and your eyes almost pleading, that he swears to himself that he'll get you pregnant. and an ache to see your belly swollen with his child starts in his chest before traveling straight to his cock. tom chuckles, it's a knowing and judgment-free look. "i guess your mind is made up, huh captain?"

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granddaughterogg · 2 days

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internal narrative

John Price: "You did well to choose me, darling, and I shall move mountains in order to prove it to you again and again, because my pride compels me so. Every. Fucking. Day."

Kyle "Gaz" Garrick: "I am lucky to have you. But then again, you're as lucky to have me. Or maybe even a tad luckier. I'm not gonna be an arse and put this into words. But we both just know."

Johnny "Soap" MacTavish: "Holy fookity fuck this ABSOLUTE CATCH of a woman wants me in her life! I will make the best husband in all existence. What do you mean you don't want to get married just yet, bonnie lass? We've known each other for two months! What is there to wait for?!"

Simon "Ghost" Riley: "I'm the worst choice you could've possibly made, love. Are you a masochist or sumthin'?

Your kindness terrifies the crap out of me.

...Please don't go."

#simon ghost riley #modern warfare #ghost cod #ghost call of duty #ghost simon riley #simon riley #kyle gaz garrick #kyle garrick #johnny mactavish #soap cod #john soap mactavish #captain john price #john price #captain price #task force 141 #tf 141

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konigsblog · 2 days

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stepdad!price raping his stepdaughter the night of his wedding with readers mother 🤭🤭

tw/cw; dark content, stepcest, non-con/dub-con. dead dove: do not eat. MDNI 18+

you're devastated that your mother decided to marry that depraved and disgusting bastard. she ignores and brushes off his perverted behaviour as him just being friendly, that you're being overdramatic and cruel towards him.

it's the night before your mother's wedding, and you're awoken to the throbbing and stabbing sensation of price's bulbous cock against your sloppy cunt. price stinks and reeks of booze and nicotine, the strong and pungent scent of tobacco assaulting your nostrils. if not for the strong smell of nicotine, you wouldn't have known it was your stepfather raping your sleeping body, with his hoarse grunts conforming your beliefs.

your wrists are held above your head in a tight fist, held by his large and calloused hands. your eyes glisten as you adjust to the darkness, while your pussy pulses and clenches onto his meaty dick, feeling him sink deeper inside. your t-shirt is rolled up over your soft breasts, your nipples perky and hard, being played with as if you're some toy for his excitement and enjoyment. you feel his scarred and rough fingers play with your nipples, causing your jaw to fall slack, your bottom lip quivering with mortification, realising the mess you've got yourself into.

how exactly are you supposed to explain to your mother what happened that night? you can't ruin her special day, and it's not as if she'd believe you anyways. she's head over heels for that horrible pervert, caring more about her relationship with him rather than with her own daughter. each stroke and drag is agonising and your cunt is left raw and sensitive, pussy coating his veiny shaft in blood and slick, your moans silenced and choked; choked, pained, and strained.

you put up with his sickening tormenting and harassment for your mother's happiness, focusing on how happy your mother will be to be remarried to a man she loves so dearly, while you're left tense and frozen at the agony and suffering forced onto your poor, sore body.

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call-of-duty-incorrect-quotes · 2 days

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Exfil thoughts with the Task Force 141.

Soap: Animals that are named for what they do? I’ll start: Woodpecker.

Gaz: Anteater.

Ghost: Killer whale.

Price: ...

Gaz: Come on, Captain.

Price: Don't push me.

Soap: It's not that hard.

Price: ...

Price: Fly.

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v1x3n · 3 days

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yeenybeanies · 3 days

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eventful day in the 141 group chat

(meme)

#cod #call of duty #john mactavish #kyle garrick #john price #gary sanderson #simon riley #they’re so fun to make shitposts out of #hyena art #fanart

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lisenberry · 3 days

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Middle-aged bachelor, battle weary Price loves babies. And they love him. He doesn't even mind when he's relaxing in a pub, eating his fish and chips, and they start to fuss at the table next to him.

He simply motions to you, the flustered and self-conscious parent, to hand the little muppet over so he can bounce her on his knee.

"Finish your dinner, dovie. I'll take it from here."

"No, I'm sorry. I couldn't. She's overtired, and I miscalculated nap time. I'm just waiting for the bill so I can get out of here."

But he doesn't listen. Instead, he wipes his mouth on his napkin and carefully plucks the irate, red-faced child from her carrier.

You barely have time to protest before he's sitting in the empty chair across from you, and your baby is...quiet.

Transfixed by the dark swath of his beard. Chubby fingers reaching for it as a dab of drool lands on his forearm.

"How did you do that?" You let out a long pent up breath, relief washing over you, and no doubt the other patrons.

"I've got three boys of my own. This little one doesn't scare me."

#captain price #john price #call of duty #price x reader

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midnightarcheress · 2 days

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thinking of you becoming price's personal lucky charm :)

cw: f!reader. slightly nsfw. very rushed/unedited. idk shit about casinos or card games lol.

when your friend begged you to dress up fancy and go out with them, a casino was not what you had in mind. especially not an underground one, entrance hardly visible in the dimly lit street, where you even needed a password to get in.

despite being far from your definition of a night out, you decide to give one of the games a chance. the roulette seemed the easiest, with seemingly less rules to learn, and to your surprise, you're crushing it. starting with safe outside bets, you make your way to straight bets and stay winning every single one of them.

at your winning streak, you sense two sets of eyes on you, almost burning your flesh with the heat that crawls to your cheeks. you peek over your shoulder and meet two burly men, one with an icy stare and half-covered face, the other with an adorable boyish smirk and a mohawk. still, both glare at you with an intense puzzled gaze, laced with curiosity and an underlying hunger that makes you shiver.

suddenly, you feel a rough hand settling on your lower back, nearly making you jump on your seat, “what does the pretty lady think about heading to the vip section?” the man says, pearly smile doing a perfectly good job in luring you in, “all that luck needs to be put to good use.”

you ponder for a second, fearing that once you’re in, all your fortune will slip out your fingers and the beginner’s luck will be gone forever. but his sweet brown eyes are too convincing, and you nod, taking his hand and walking through a mysterious door.

“i– i don’t know how to play poker,” you stutter, brows knitted together at the sight of a round table with piles of chips in the center.

"don't worry, love, you're not here to play," a bearded man says, gruff voice followed by a puff of his cigar. he seems a bit older than the one who brought you inside or the two observers, ocean-blue eyes looking at you tenderly, but the sly smirk on his face doesn't go unnoticed.

he pats his thigh, gesturing for you to sit, "my men say you've been quite lucky out there," a smoke cloud forms in front of him, mingling with the strong scent of his cologne, "let's check."

hesitantly, you comply, plush thighs meeting his firm one. he chuckles at your shyness and pulls you closer to his torso by your waist, positioning your ass right above his growing bulge and you bite back a squeal, "name's John."

the game restarts and you watch the dealer distributing the cards. you glance at his hand and he holds five cards, all hearts, which must be a good sign, given the way he squeezed your hip, certainly hard enough to leave a bruise. not that you minded, considering the damp spot forming between your legs.

"would you look at that, straight flush," he flashes you a grin, cigar dangling from his lips as his laugh echoes amongst the annoyed huffs of other players.

his fingers trace your spine, teasingly edging the waistband of your skirt as you try your best not to squirm, "mighty luck you have, love," he whispers in your ear, beard gently grazing your neck.

he hands you one of his golden chips, "for you, as a thank you," your eyes widen at the number 1000 etched in the back, promptly pushing back the gift. he shakes his head, palm sneaking its way to your inner thigh, "there's way more where that came from."

it's safe to say you might become an avid gambler after tonight.

#captain john price #john price #price cod #john price x reader #john price x you #price smut #ghost cod #gaz cod #soap cod #cod mw #cod mw2 #cod mw3 #fem!reader #price x reader #price x you #casino au #nyx writes ☾#midnightarcheress

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cod-dump · 10 hours

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*after Soap has been captured*

Price: Fuck- I’m getting a call-

Price, on the phone: I swear if there’s a single hair out of place-

Makarov: Shut up

Price: EXCUSE ME-?

Makarov: Shut up! I dropped that feral bastard in a dumpster outside of the airport. You can have him back. Forget the ransom just take him

Price:

Makarov: God- *hangs up*

Price: Uh-

Gaz: … Soap scares me

Ghost: He scares me too and I like it

Gaz: Oh my god-

#call of duty #modern warfare #simon ghost riley #john price #kyle gaz garrick #vladimir makarov #john soap mactavish #incorrect quotes #soapghost #ghostsoap

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dante-mightdie · 2 days

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hear me out now (nsfw, fem!reader)

john price having a nice sports car. decided to treat himself with all that extra money in his bank account. and for his birthday you get dressed up in a little red bikini to wash the car for him

he’s sat on the driveway with a little chair, leaning back with a drink in one hand and a cigar in the other whilst he watches you parade around for him

doing all those exaggerated poses, squeezing the spring to let the suds drip down your cleavage and tummy. spraying the hose and getting yourself all drenched :(

bending over to run the sponge all over the bonnet, giving him a perfect view of your ass and pussy clad in this little bikini, shaking your ass a little for him with a giggle when he spreads his legs wide for you to see his cock tenting over his trousers ;))))

he’d die a happy man

#mw2 #cod mw2 #captain john price x reader #captain price x reader #price x reader #captain john price #john price x reader #john price #captain price #price

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closets-closet · 2 days

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THIS COULD WORK WITH EITHER PRICE OR GHOST AND I LOVE BOTH SO MUCH SOO U PICK 😖

141 finding out on accident that ghost/price is married?!?! BEEN married. They bug him to introduce them to the missus, and he finally does it so they leave him alone, he takes them to his house made a home by the sweet bundle of light, shes a absolute darling, gorgeous thing. They’re kinda shocked how he pulled that

IM MELTINGGHFBDBSBZK

I LOVE THIS, could you imagine the chaos on base when Johnny or Kyle finds out about this mystery woman. Because we know damn well Simon pulled a drop dead gorgeous wife. Anywhosie here’s my take on this amazing prompt.

“Simon Pleaseeeee” Johnny trails out his arms dramatically spread out infront of him. It was just recently Price slipped up and revealed to the team that Simon was married and has a Missus at home, and that’s all it took for Johnny and Kyle to lose their minds. “Simon” Kyle dead pans “Why won’t you let us see the lady” Simon huffs, before looking at both of them, frustration bubbling in his chest. “Not happening mate, work and personal life stay separate.” He grumbles one more time before pushing out of his seat, slinging his duffle bag over his shoulder and making his way to the door. “Now if you don’t mind, i’ve got my lady waitin’ for me at home.”

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“Dove?” You hear your husband call from the front door of your shared home “I’m back” You appear from around the door way to the kitchen, apron tied around your waist and hair up “Welcome home” You smile “I’ve almost finished dinner for you” He walks into the kitchen immediately circling your waist with his hands burring his face in your neck “I’m conflicted” He admits quietly as he takes you in “The boys want to meet you, but I don’t want them to know how lucky i’ve gotten.” You sigh gently hooking your fingers under the black balaclava that covers his face, slowly pulling it off. “It’s your choice, but I don’t mind having them come by, I’ll make them dinner and everything” You hand brushes over his cheek before planing a small kiss across his lips. “Okay then” He whispers leaving into a little bit more “We’ll have them over”

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“Finally” Johnny cheers excitedly as they walk up the drive to your shared home, a modest one story at the end of a small residential street. “Got you a quaint little place here” Price comments as they stand at the door, the smell of food wafting out from behind it. “Come on in fellas” Simon says as he pushes open the front door.

“Hello everyone” you greet, voice floating towards them. “It’s so nice to finally meet you all, Si happens to talk about you guys a whole bunch.” The smile you gives them melts the boys all to puddles. “Please come in, make yourself at home” you step aside letting them all in.

“Beautiful home you’ve got here ma’am” Kyle says stepping further into the house that’s littered with framed pictures of you and Simon together. “L.T never told me you clean up so well” Johnny teases as he examines a wedding photos that hangs over the kitchen bar. Simon moves to stand behind you, hands resting on your waist gently. Price moves to stand infront of you extending his hand “John Price” He introduces, You meet his hand shaking it firmly “Thank you for keeping him safe” You respond giving him a warm smile that melts him. “How long ye been married” Johnny pipes up from the living room where he’s petting yours and Simon’s cat. “About 3 years” you question out trying to remember exact dates. Simon lets out a long sigh, a symbol this is going to be a long night for him.

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It’s about 23:30 when the boys leave. “That wasn’t so bad” You sigh taking a seat next to Simon on the couch, wine glass pinched between your fingers “They’re good kids” You mention snuggling close to your husband. “They are” He admits looking down at you, the smell of the whisky he’s drinking flooding your nose “Should have em around more often” you say looking to him “They make you smile in a way I don’t see to often” He looks to you smiling gently “I guess they do” He whispers getting closer to you pressing a small kiss to your lips.

I should be his wife *SIGH*

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