#gaz modern warfare

[ghouljams]

I keep thinking about the hybrid au (wolf!Gaz and pure bred dog!reader) and how wolves will lick into each other's mouths as a greeting/submissive gesture and Gaz being the manipulative bastard that he is absolutely takes advantage of your instinct to lick to get you frenching him before he even starts grooming you for romance.

it started with him pressing his fingers against your lips, letting you hesitantly lick them before he assured you "both canids love, don't mind if you don't." and it was nice having another dog around, so you let yourself indulge the embarrassing instinct. except that it escalated. his finger hooked into your mouth, dragging you back when you skipped past him, reeling you in to lick your cheek before sucking the wet fingers into his mouth. his hand grabbing your chin to lick over your lips. prying your jaw open to trace his tongue over your teeth. startling and humiliating with each new progression until it was natural.

until you held your tongue out each time Gaz passed you by and eventually leaned in yourself to great him with sloppy licks and your tongue tracing over sharp canines.

it tickles some baser instinct in the back of your skull, scratches an itch that makes your tail sway. pack mentality bred into you with each generation until you're glued to Gaz's side, ears perking each time you hear his footsteps and tongue eagerly working its way into his mouth. Dogs, gaz thinks, are a particularly stupid breed.

[capybarawithafishtail]

Bare witness to what I have done to my phone and all of my apps

(This took hours but it was so worth it)

[konigsblog]

P!LINK COD MWII MASTERLIST (🌽)

MINORS DO NOT INTERACT. STRICTLY 18+. ALL MINORS WILL BE BLOCKED.

BEWARE: DARKER THEMES BELOW.

PHOTO CREDIT: GLUTT_R ON 🐦/X

KÖNIG

somnophilia with pervert!könig

taking kidnapper!könig for the first time

size difference with petite!reader and könig

“just the tip, könig.” with loser!könig

loser!könig who loses control (breeding kink)

being groped by kidnapper!könig (hole inspection)

forced breeding with pervert!könig

hope inspection with older boyfriend!könig

virginity loss with könig (virgin!reader)

letting virgin!könig use your body (virginity loss)

raped and recorded by könig

entertainment for kidnapper!könig (non-con)

raped in public by rapist!könig

incel!könig making porn for his online girlfriend

SIMON ‘GHOST’ RILEY

punishments with brat!reader and simon riley (brat taming)

relaxing simon riley with your pussy

‘obedience’ with simon riley

stepbrother!simon riley and his best friends

humping your stepfather's bulge

car sex with stepbro!simon riley

rough dom!simon riley and his fuck doll

being manhandled by your stepbrother

raped by kidnapper!simon

being filled by simon riley (breeding kink)

hole inspection with simon riley

cock worship with older boyfriend!simon

rough dom!simon x brat!reader (brat taming)

punishments with stepfather!simon

having your attitude fixed by your lieutenant

semi-clothed sex with pervert!simon

raped for intel by lieutenant!simon

JOHN ‘SOAP’ MACTAVISH

pervert!soap x milf!reader (morning sex)

“just the tip, i promise.” with stepbro!soap

your needy stepbro attempting to distract you

rough dom!stepbro!soap punishing you

playful!stepbro!soap and his virgin stepsister virginity loss

stepbro!soap eating you out

cuddling fucking with stepbro!soap

drunken sex with loser!soap

“fuck, don’t stop, bonnie...” handjobs with soap

being fingered by stepbro!soap

mutual masturbation with soap

stepson!soap with stepmom!reader

KYLE ‘GAZ’ GARRICK

shower sex with pervert!gaz

the type of videos gym bro!gaz sends you

riding gaz in your new lingerie

the result of getting high with stepbro!gaz

having your insides rearranged by gaz

riding gaz for the first time

“don’t pull out!” with pervert!gaz

sucking off gaz for the first time (inexperienced!reader)

letting virgin!gaz play with your cunt while you're high

treating soft!gaz to a handjob after his deployment

virgin!reader fucking themselves back on gaz

CAPTAIN JOHN PRICE

being eaten out by john price (1)

being eaten out by john price (2)

morning sex with older boyfriend!price

spit play with older boyfriend!price

morning sex with sugar daddy!price

being eaten out by sugar daddy!price

manhandled by price

making out with price

stepdad!price and his slutty, daft stepdaughter

[alchemyfreak321]

THEY CAN TELL US WHERE, THEY CAN TELL US WHEN...DON'T TELL US HOW

[lologoinsolo]

Gaz is the type of boyfriend that hates who and whatever you hate.

Pickles? “I hate’em too, love.” Salt and vinegar chips, “who even eats them?” He says as he chunks an opened bag that he was chewing on out the window.

That weird guy that looked at you weirdly, making snide remarks at you cause you told him to fuck off and leave you alone while you were on a date with your boyfriend? Gaz is already getting up and out of his seat with his hands balled. “No, no, this didn’t ruin date night,” he says oh so reassuringly as he wipes his bloodied knuckles, “let’s get some takeout and watch some movies at home, yeah?” Making sure to kiss you as many times when you feel bad. You could never ruin his night.

That one bitch from kinder named Bethany who stole your favorite crayon and suddenly Gaz also remembers a bitch named Bethany who stole his crayon too. He wasn’t even in your class but he vividly remembers her and he’s praying on her downfall right as you speak.

That time you were in gym and a ball hit against your head and he’s wishing he could stab the ball out of its air. Never mind how the one throwing the ball apologized profusely, Gaz is gonna come back later with scissors when no one’s around.

Your idiotic boss that keeps giving you the worst shifts changed his tune when Gaz payed a nice little visit to him out of the blue. “Oh? You’re finally getting your weekends off? that’s wonderful, love.” You had gushed so happily about your schedules finally being how you’ve been asking. He smiles gently as if he didn’t outright threaten your boss with a one way trip on the black train.

Literally he’s the biggest hater, you even look at a person wrong and Gaz is immediately giving the meanest stink eye known to man.

[blingblong55]

Simon I don’t care if you didn’t shave let me eat you out Riley

Kyle I just want to bury my face between your thighs so you can suffocate me Garrick

John I don’t care if it’s the 3rd I want to make you cum before I do Price

John It doesn’t matter if we’re in public let me finger you so they can hear your pretty moans MacTavish

[mockerycrow]

APRICOT PRINCESS (Roommate!Gaz x GN!Reader)

roommate!gaz masterlist

summary; kyle wants you badly. 1.1k words.

a/n; AND WE ARE BACK!!! let me know how you enjoyed this. based on apricot princess by rex orange county.

[warnings; extreme yearning, fluff and slight angst. heartache.]

Kyle’s fucked.

He’s so unbelievably fucked and it’s obvious. He’s been ignoring it for weeks–months? years?—now and it’s currently biting him in the ass so fucking hard. Maybe it started when you two were kids, maybe it started when you two moved in together. The Halloween night when he saw you in your costume? Maybe when you laughed at him for being afraid of bats, but you gave him peace of mind anyhow by checking his necks after being swarmed. 

Maybe it’s been there since the beginning, simmering under his skin, his infatuation with you manifesting. It’s.. not exactly a welcomed feeling; you’ve been his number one for years. Been there for three breakups, numerous drunken breakdowns, and a couple of embarrassing moments that also happened to involve alcohol. No matter what, you’ve stood there, even when he was being stupid.

Kyle slumps in his office chair—he’s at work whilst thinking about it all, unable to focus on the after-action report Price needs by zero eight-hundred tomorrow morning. He rubs his hand over his mouth and jaw, fingertips brushing against his mustache and stubble. Kyle doesn’t want to ruin it. This. You. Us. He feels like a goddamn dog. Everytime Kyle pulls away to stomp out the warmth, you manage to pull him right back in with a couple treats and sweetness.

Sweetness. Sweets. Something he calls you has called you for a long, long time. It’s never bothered you, the pet names. It’s not like you didn’t call him anything—you did. Mutual thing that always had Kyle’s leg thumping like a fucking rabbit. What always got to him was the look accompanied by your words. Soft and attentive—to him. Such a look Kyle has never thought he has deserved, not in a million years. 

Kyle can only admit these things in the safe haven he calls his mind—things like how he adores your laugh and needs to hear for the rest of his life. He loves your eyes, your smile, God, your fucking smile. It’s Kyle’s kryptonite. Paired with your eyes, he would do anything for you. 

Kyle swallows hard as his fingers brush against his keyboard to his computer, attempting to get back on task. He grumbles under his breath as he realizes his monitor shut down from inactivity, so he removes his common access card, his ID, and reinserts it. He catches a glimpse at the picture of himself on the card and is immediately pulled back into his thoughts. You helped clean him up the day he took the photo—his ID had expired the week prior on a Friday, so the following Monday is when he needed to get a new one.

Kyle is fully capable of cleaning himself up; he takes care of his skin on the regular, takes very good care of his hair, as well as his body. You were just so eager to help him. He figured out there was no harm in letting you, so he let you doll him up that morning. Your reaction to his new ID was fully worth it. A big smile, a hesitant response; or more like a delayed one. Your eyes held something that he wasn't able to pinpoint and still can’t to this day.

“Focus, Gaz.” Kyle snaps out of it and mumbles to himself. He swallows again, typing in his pin. 

But he can’t. God knows he can’t. Not when one his favorite pictures of you, him, and a couple other friends sit at his desk. You’re smiling big and wide, not a photo smile but your smile. You hate the photo for this fact, but it’s one of Kyle’s all time favorites. You’re stuck in his mind, playing him like a puppet and he can’t get you to stop. He can’t blame you; naturally, it isn’t your fault. You have no idea of the hold you have on this man. This weak, pathetic man.

In a way, Kyle feels guilty about it all. His feelings and his yearning for you. You have no idea.. Or do you? Is he obvious? He doesn’t want to hold you back or make you uncomfortable; Kyle knows it’s an impossible feat—wanting you. The crickets and raccoons that live on base have witnessed countless cigarettes being smoked in an attempt to clear his mind.

He also doesn’t want someone to be awake at night, worrying for him. Kyle doesn’t want to put someone through that; weeks of no contact, only figuring out something happened through the news. But oh, Kyle wants. 

Kyle manages to get halfway through his report before his mind begins to wander once more. His first thought is once more how he doesn’t want to ruin anything between you two; if you’re fated to remain friends and he dies with his yearning, he’s fine with that—as long as you stay with in some form. Kyle had never believed in soulmates, never in his years of living but something ties you two together. 

Kyle remembers your first serious argument; it was about him enlisting. You had never objected to his decision. You weren’t the type of person who would attempt to sway him, unlike maybe his mother, the worry wart that she is. You had apologized after the whole thing, spilling your guts about him leaving. You didn’t see it as Kyle abandoning you, no–but you two have been navigating the world together since around fifteen.

How were you supposed to plunge into a world without him right after graduation? After everything?

It was the first time Kyle realized that you valued him on the same level that he valued you. You stood there in the park with him, teary eyed and angry. Your jacket was unzipped and you couldn’t contain the volume of your voice. 

Kyle had stood there, taking your heat and yelling. He knew you very well by that point; you weren’t trying to be rude or trying to change his mind—you were overwhelmed and snapped. Sure, maybe it shouldn’t have resulted in a blown up argument, but he knew you were hurting. You were afraid and Kyle didn’t take any of it to heart.

Maybe it started there; the warmth that he feels around you, the way he’s hyper aware of your presence when you’re around. The way you’re able to capture his attention with a single glance. 

Kyle wants to know how you feel under his fingertips, your arms wrapping around his neck. He wants to know how it feels to intertwine legs with you beneath the big comforter you have in your room at the apartment. Kyle wants to feel your breath on his face or his neck—he wants your trust and the privilege to get close to your face to study every line, wrinkle and imperfections. 

He catches his phone lighting up on his desk in the corner of his eye, blinking when it’s you, wondering if he’s staying late at the office.

Kyle smiles a little at the text; worried for him in the same way he worries for you. He isn’t sure of much, but Kyle is damn sure of keeping you in his life.

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[callofloony]

Simon and Kyle who yearn until they hurt, their hearts swelling as tears threaten their eyes any time they even think about the person they’re infatuated with. Call it devotion, loyalty, whatever they can call this feeling. Anything other than love.

For Simon, love never came easily to him. He always had complicated feelings about his mother and brother because of how complacent (and even participatory) in his abuse they’d been. Of course, they’d grown. Tommy had practically been a baby then, and his mother had also been a victim… But he could never forget, the scars on his mind and body still as painful as ever despite him managing it better now than before.

For Kyle, he’d always been too occupied with other things to even think about a special someone, nor did he think he deserved one. He’d gotten his hands dirty on multiple occasions due to his occupation, his blood soaked clothes and the way he’d memorized his favorite weapons making it all the more clear to him that he simply wasn’t worthy. He refused to rough someone up, refused to let them be tainted by his sins.

That’s why it hurts so much when they fall for each other.

[foap-enjoyer]

MW III fix-it shitpost

Price: Soap! I thought you were dead??? Gaz: Holy shit man! What the fuck!? Ghost: We spread your ashes, what the hell-? Soap: Idk who's ashes you were spreading but they weren't mine man idk what to tell you

[deunmiu-dessie-sideblog]

“would you love me if i were a worm?”

kyle nestles closer to you in bed, his warm breath caressing your skin as he presses a kiss to your bare shoulder; before breathing out a heavy, contented, sleep-filled sigh. despite his weariness, he hums softly and gently traces his hand along the expanse of your tummy.

“where is this coming from, sweetheart?” he’s tired, you know he is and you feel awful for disturbing him from his much-needed sleep— but you're curious. you pull away and turn in his arms to face him, placing a hand against his cheek and stroking your thumb back and forth. “jus’ wanna know.”

a deep, amused chuckle rumbles from his chest, and he can barely keep his eyes open. kyle presses a sweet kiss to the palm of your hand and nods lazily. “yes, even if you were a worm, i’d love you in every sense of the word.”

you pout your lips and press them against his, before snuggling closer to whisper softly, “i’d love you if you were a worm too.” he laughs softly and wraps you in his arms. “go to sleep, love.”

[ghouljams]

Wolf!Gaz with purebread great Pyrenees dog! Reader who instead of Gaz eating her sheep eats her pussy instead.... purely transactional... totally... totally doesn't share her meals with him because he may be a wild wolf but has killer puppy eyes...

cw dubcon

forcing your legs apart while you whimper and whine because your heat popped up a few days before your scheduled leave and you nearly threw yourself at a canid that wasn't him.

clearly you haven't learned who you belong to yet, but it's ok, he'll teach you. you'll get a front row seat to Gaz's flat tongue lapping at your cunt, dragging the red ambrosia of your heat into his mouth with devout care, until your folds are clean and sparkling with spit. purely transactional, of course, he can't let a pack member suffer, but you need to remember that you're in his pack not anyone else's, his. so you come to him and you shake that fat fucking ass of yours, and you whine just for him.

you can do that, yeah?

because otherwise he'll have to show everyone that you're more than just another little pack member, dig his teeth into that pretty neck and mount you over the mess hall table for everyone to see. parading around like you aren't dripping with heat scent, he should've made a den for you ages ago, filed leave to plug you full of pups and keep you out of base until he could get a ring on your finger. he'll take a grand display over that though, might be fun letting other people watch you scream and beg for his cock.

[capybarawithafishtail]

I have a sneaking suspicion that my humour may be broken, but I genuinely think this is hilarious and I had a lot of fun making it.

[konigsblog]

WARNINGS: NON-CON/DUB-CON, STEPCEST, INTOXICATION, SOMNOPHILLIA. DEAD DOVE: DO NOT EAT.

to write about stepbrother's johnny, kyle and simon...

all of them being so perverted, yet so predictable. :(

you can't wear a short dress around simon, otherwise he'll bombard you with questions, asking where you think you're going whilst dressed like a hooker! believe him, he's just looking out for you... but, when you come home drunk, attempting to hide in your room, simon is already convincing and coercing you into his bedroom, where he'll demand you to suck him off and let him fuck your tight, little asshole. gripping your soft tits over your short dress, rolled up around your waist as he begins to thrust and grind deep into your swollen, puffy and glistening folds.

you can't wear shorts around johnny because it drives him crazy. even your other stepbrothers will tell you to cover up, because johnny's acting depraved; palming himself in front of everyone, and eyeing you up like a feast. if you do, he'll be humping you constantly, trying to get you to bend over so he can get a nice view of your ass... you may even wake up to johnny rubbing his hard boner over your clothed ass, all drowsy and conditioned, tip soaking your skimpy pajama shorts, thick and milky cum oozing from the head of his achingly hard cock, while he apologises profusely, telling you to go back to sleep, that he'll be quick...

you can't wear anything revealing around kyle, nothing whatsoever, he'll find a way to sexualise you somehow. when you're wearing a low cut top, one that reveals too much cleavage, he can't resist. he'll grope you and kiss your breasts, telling you it's alright for a stepbrother to touch you like this because it's done with protectiveness, making sure you're safe in his arms, the perverted bastard lying straight to your face and being so touchy and perverted.

wearing bikinis? it's like you're asking to be fucked like a whore... :( during a pool party, he'll corner you in the bathroom and have his way with you, fucking your sweet pussy while you tell him it's not alright for a stepbrother to be so depraved with his stepsister!

[alchemyfreak321]

Sergeant Kyle 'Gaz' Garrick

Soap | Price | Ghost | TF141

[nymphnxsis]

I love Gaz, you love Gaz, everybody loves Gaz!

[popipopipopipopipo000]

When Price ain’t around

Back with my cod fixation and i had to do this