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Gaz: You do realise there's a rumour going around the base that you're in love with Ghost? Y/N: A rumour? Are you telling me people are doubting it?

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Soap, texting: Bro she's online Soap: What should I do? Ghost: Send nudes Soap: U first Ghost: ? Ghost: send it to her Ghost: Fucking idiot Soap: ...shit

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Ghost: Look, I know you think my judgement's clouded because I like Y/N a little bit. Price, holding Ghost's notepad: You doodled your wedding invitation. Ghost: No, that's our joint tombstone. Price: My mistake.

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I love those COD headcanon posts that are like:

Price: Old and back hurty

Ghost: trauma

Gaz: an in-depth exploration of a unique part of his character that is untouched by the game

Soap: eats sandpaper

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Ghost: *Holds a sign that says "Prom?" outside Y/N's window* Soap: Oh my God, yes! Ghost, yelling up: No, tell Y/N! Soap: Y/N! I'm going to prom with your boyfriend!

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Y/N, calling Ghost: LT do you know my blood type? Ghost: Of course, it's A positive Y/N: Oh I guessed wrong, excuse me Nurse- Ghost: YOU DID WHAT-

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Just Simon with a cute new recruit. NSFW

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Lieutenant! Simon who: Thought you'd be just another recruit, until he saw that you were such a cute little bird. So obedient and pliable, always listening to what he had to say without refuting it.

Lieutenant! Simon who: Never even looked at any recruit in a different way until you arrived on base. The way you looked at him with sweet little eyes and called him 'Sir' was almost a symphony in his ears.

Lieutenant! Simon who: Loved it when you asked him for help with something on the base, sometimes purposely disappearing with things, only to see you coming after him to find out where that item was.

Lieutenant! Simon who: Made a point of training you, he never let any other superior do it. Not even Johnny. Simon wanted to be solely responsible for your success, or rather, he wanted to be solely responsible for giving you orders. And watching you obey them.

Lieutenant! Simon who: Started glaring daggers at any other soldier who looked at you. Not only that, but any soldier who even spoke to you or flirted with you was magically given a month's worth of hard duties. What a shame ;(

Lieutenant! Simon who: Was in charge of you at the gym, giving you several repetitions of exercises, never passing up an opportunity to put you in some positions that were a bit... Lewd, to say at least. Always keeping a close eye on every exercise you did, his eyes roaming over your body as you knelt down to stand up when you finished a set. The sight always made his pants a little tight.

Lieutenant! Simon who: Always gave you heavy workouts, tiring you to the limit. Just to make sure you'd get tired enough, then he'd have the excuse of helping you to get your bearings. Putting a hand on your lower back. Sometimes even being bold enough to put his hand on your waist, pulling your body against his in an attempt to help you. And if you were really, really tired, he could carry you on his shoulders. No, it wasn't an excuse to stare at your ass and thighs, feeling your body pressed against his. He swore it was just his good intention, he just wanted to help!

Lieutenant! Simon who: Would let you sleep in his room, there was a storm and the base was without power, you didn't want to be alone because you were scared. And he wouldn't let you be alone after learning that you were afraid of thunder, poor thing. That night he wrapped you up in his sheets, pulling you into his lap as he comforted you.

Lieutenant! Simon who: Helped you forget the fierce storm outside, pumping his thick fingers into your pussy, slipping in and out of you, scissoring and curving inside you. He made you come once, twice, three times, enough to make you tired and sleep on his lap, in the mess you made on his thighs, and he didn't care. In fact, he was proud to see the mess you'd made, that he'd given you.

Lieutenant! Simon who: After spending one night with you, he refused to sleep in separate rooms, so every night he dragged you to his room, at which point he already considered you his cute little thing. Normally, he would hold you all night with a death grip, so don't even try to escape.

Lieutenant! Simon who: Couldn't sleep peacefully until he'd buried his cock in you. Sleep only came to him after he had slid his thick cock into your wet folds, deep into your tight warmth. Slamming into you without mercy, he swears that his lullaby is your whimpering sounds under him.

Lieutenant! Simon who: Was mean to you, used you until he had his fill. It didn't matter if you'd already come for the thousandth time, he didn't care, because he went after his own pleasure, he would pound into you all night if he wanted to.Even if you were whimpering underneath him and saying you couldn't take it anymore, he'd respond with:

“You can and you will.”

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Soap: Aww he's so cute! Y/N: Thanks, he's a rescue Ghost: Stop calling me that

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I 🩷 bikers

Biker!Simon who’s tatted uppp. He’s rolling up his sleeves while he rides to let everyone get a look at his muscly arms laced with inked designs because yes, he does want to show off

Biker!Simon who's rolling up next to you at a red light, head turning while he thrums his fingers on the seat under him. He can feel your heated gaze through your window.

Biker!Simon who flips open his visor and lets his eyes find yours. He wants you to know that he sees you staring and he's staring right back at you

Biker!Simon who passes his phone to you with the new contact sheet open on his screen, ready for you to fill out

Biker!Simon who trashes on the TikTok bikers and calls them cornballs but doesn’t hesitate to send you photos of him in a compression shirt and helmet at any chance he gets

Biker!Simon who buys you a helmet before your first date, and takes you home. And no matter how much you beg him that night, he refuses to go above sixty on the highway because he why would he ever put his girl at risk like that?

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Being a prostitute for a man written down as S.R. capital, formal and little to no detail about him other than a masked picture of him. You don't know what you excepted of him but you didn't expect a behemoth to come for your services. Or well for you to go to him but hey, you get additional $500 if you do, to hell with life.

Its even odder when he just told you to sit and look pretty in his house, shushing you when you tried to flirt and rile him up, the three hours he paid for used just for him to absentmindedly grope and touch your chest and stomach.

Pulling you close to his chest and grabbing your squishy waist from above and behind. It wasn't harsh but it wasn't light, almost experimental as if he wanted to see what was comfortable with you.

"You mind getting tied up, bird?"

Asking you somewhere after thirty minutes and confining you only to lay his head on your thighs, using you as a head pillow and something for his hands to squeeze and get sat under while he sleeps. Snoring the rest of the time away until you're both awoken by an alarm he set.

He schedules another appointment as soon as you leave. Your manager tells you it was prepaid.

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Hesh, about Keegan: He's feral

Merrick: Why do ya think we keep that damn mask on him? Fucker bites

Hesh: And lemme guess; No shots?

Merrick: I want you to take one good look at your surroundings and tell me that making sure that man isn't rabid is top priority

Logan: ... wait is he rabid-?

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Teen!Soap: Dad, who's your favorite child

Mr. MacTavish, without hesitation: Simon

Teen!Soap: WHAT!?

Eve: You prefer his boyfriend over literally your flesh 'n' blood children? Really?

Carol: What the fuck- Johnny you better marry him in the future or you'll break Pa's heart

Teen!Soap: pre-blessed. He's been pre-blessed to marry me. I can't believe this-

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*at school*

Student 1: Wow, was that your dad who dropped you off?

Teen!Ghost: Yea

Student 2: That is the most beekeeping age man I've ever seen

Teen!Ghost, only on a obscure side of the internet: He's what?

Teen!Gaz, a avid doom scroller: *screams*

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Price: When you're captain you're probably going to have to retrain Ghost

Soap: Wha- WHEN I'M CAPTAIN?? RETRAIN???

Price: He may like you now but that'll change

Soap: CAPTAIN!? FUCKING CAPTAIN!?!?

Price: It only took me five years to get him to stop biting

Soap: WHAT!?!?

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Y/N: Soap has been spreading rumours that we're dating Simon: I wish Y/N: What was that? Simon: I said that bitch

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Y/N: Lying on the ground dramatically: Ahhh, I'm hurt! I need help! Soap, at their side: What happened? Y/N: Ahh, I need help, but specifically from Simon only Soap: What? But I can- Y/N: No please don't strain yourself. Ahhh, Simon I'm hurt, carry me!

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Y/N: I love you Ghost: I love you too Soap: Aw he likes them *later* Y/N: Simon can you pick up your socks? Ghost: Sure thing Soap: OH MY GOD HES IN LOVE??