#COD OC

[yansmachinegun]

Ghost w trampstamp😓😓😓

HEGEGGE I LOVE THESE GUYS (nikto, krueger, gogo(oc))

[sidollie]

Simon Riley on mother's day .ᐟ cw// ᴍᴅɴɪ, beeding kink, overstimulation, reader having baby fever and simon being a gentleman

ᯓ★ Simon Riley was a man of action. He had been that way for years, believing that words alone were never enough to make someone understand how he felt. That's why he expressed everything he felt about everyone through what he did and to the people he loved, he was fucking great—like you, his lovely dollie.

He wasn't the type to write poetic letters or whisper sweet love confessions in the night no, but he showed his love in quiet, deliberate ways—the way he'd tuck you in at night, making sure the blanket was snug comfortably around your body, or how he always walked on the outer side of the sidewalk with an arm securely wrapped around your waist,

His rough and calloused hands held you like you were something breakable, something precious and to him you definitely were, his precious wifey. He didn’t say “I love you” that often, but you felt it in every lingering glance, in every calloused thumb brushing over your knuckles and ever since you both started dating every Mother's Day, he brought you flowers and took you out for dinner.

Just like today, your favourite flowers wrapped in a brown paper always with a small hand written note—“To my future kid's mum, Happy Mother's day.” He hands it to you with your favourite pastries and books that was on your TBR list for a long time now as he presses a soft kiss to your forehead whispering in your ear,

“Happy mother's day dovie”

You laughed gently swatting his chest as you took his sweetly packed gifts.

“Thank you si~”

“Yer welcome swee'heart”

But a small part of your brain couldn't help but imagine how he would look like a dad—Simon Riley making breakfast in your kitchen, shirtless. His back muscles rippling under the weight of your daughter perched on top of his broad shoulders, her tiny hands tugging on his hair as he sets the pan on the stove top letting it heat up. While your son is busy dipping his chubby fingers in pancake batter, just the thought of him with kids, your kids makes your thighs clench and the familiar feeling of arousal pool in your lower stomach

And maybe the idea of having kids with simon wasn't that bad so tonight you had decided — you wanted the note to come true. You wanted simon riley to be the father of your children, that's why, under your pretty navy blue dress that you had picked out for the dinner date, you secretly wore a white lace lingerie set. It was sexy and delicate, the lace barely covering anything at all.

And the moment you stepped inside your house, he was on you. Your back pressed against the door as he kissed you hungrily, his tongue dominating it's way into your warm mouth He heaved slightly, his lips resting against yours as he whispered,

“ya look stunnin' in that dress swee'heart but we both know ya look better without it”

He picked you up and bent you over the console table in the hallway, ignoring the way you gasped and tried to squirm away. He pressed a kiss to your nape, trailing them down your back as he unzipped your dress, letting the fabric fall to the floor. His calloused hands caressed the smooth skin of your back, tracing over the delicate lace as his voice gravel thick,

“Y’like that? course you do, yer such a greedy lil thing”

He rubs his calloused hand on the plush skin of your ass, caress ing it before he lands a sharp smack to it. You let out a small whimper before gasping as he spanked you again, continuing his actions until your skin tinges a soft pink

“yer arse turns such a pretty colour, luvie.”

He yanks your lace panties down and spreads you open for his hungry eyes, your pretty cunt glistening with arousal all for him. His thick fingers rub on your soaked slit, spreading your wetness as his other hand unbuckle his belt. His cock hot and heavy hanging out for you as he lazily strokes it once, twice before lining it up to your warm hole, plunging all of it in at once.

A loud grunt resonates from within his throat as he bottoms out in you, your cunt clutching onto him like a vise as he closes his eyes in pure bliss. The feeling of your pretty pussy stretching wide to accomodate to him, despite the previous times he claimed your tightness.

“fuck, dollie... yer tight cunt's milking me”

Your eyes immediately tear up as he thrusts in to the hilt, his fat tip resting snugly against your gooey spot as pleasured mewls fell from your mouth. He grabs a hold of both your arms and he pulls them behind your back, using them as leverage as he pounds into your moist cunt.

“S-si want it! want you to fill me... wanna be a mo-mother”

“oh yeah?! You want me t'fill ya up? Hm? Ya want my cum in ya lil womb hm? Gonna carry my brats?”

He growled, his mouth pressed down on your nape again as he bites and licks while speeding up, thrusting his thick cock deep in you. Grunts and groans fell from his lips, his one hand presses down on your lower belly, the bulge of his cock visible as he imagines how you'd look swollen full of him.

A few more thrusts and he’s spilling inside of you, his cock still burried in to keep all of his thick seed in your cunt. But he doesn’t stop, not until you're shaking, overstimulated, and ruined—until you’re truly and thoroughly bred by him.

“Can't wait t'see ya swollen and barefoot, luvie”

@sidollie, @cataxos

⤷masterlist ✉

[eleu22]

not a morning person

[gomzdrawfr]

Thinking about Price who was the one who gave Eira the nickname “Raven” but in all honesty, he felt like she’s more of a black cat. Because every time he reach over trying to do something flirty or romantic she tensed up like a cat with their fur all standing up, and her immediate response is to either run away or smack his hand away going, “WOT are you doing”

“I’m trying to kiss my wife”

“Well you should announce that you want to kiss me first”

“It doesn’t work that way usually”

“Well I’m not normal and you know that”

“Can I kiss you now then?”

“No, my armpits sweating and my heart’s racing, gimme a sec”

“Darlin—“

[gildui]

Joe Bowler's 'painting study'

[corporalellie]

shadow company(oc) x graves

His loyal shadows 🖤♟️♠️

[knightjpg]

insane & obsessed x naively at ease & overly tolerant

[operative079]

Kiss at the Red Square

She was quiet as she approached St. Basil’s. The cathedral looks like a fairy tale dreamed by madmen. The domes rise in delighted geometry—and so does her pulse. He glances down at her. Eyes sharp, soft, alert. Like, even now, with everything, he’s watching her more than the square.

“Romantic, is it?” He murmurs. “Very.” “You know what they used to do in front of this church?" “Execute people?” “Mm. Still time.”

She bumped her shoulder into his. He chuckles, low in his throat. And then he kissed her.

[cod-dump]

The stare Soap gets after calling Stoat "pretty" isn't one he's seen on his face before. It's not annoyance or even anger like you'd get when you usually bother him. He's not happy about it either. He only gets an idea of what Stoat means by that look once he bursts into tears and punches him in the stomach.

Ghost: What the fuck happened to you?

Soap, curled up on the ground: Don’t call him pretty

Ghost: ... what?

Soap: DON'T CALL HIM PRETTY

[anonmousegosqueak]

Gaz: *posin' all fancy like*

Red: *tied to the back of a horse, glaring at him.* "You done, pretty boy? 'pretty sure you should be taking me to jail, not posting thirst-traps..."

🤠

[ask-declanwilsons]

PERSONALITY

👤 : if they could be described in one sentence, what would that sentence be?

🛌 : how do they act or socialize when theyre utterly exhausted?

🍷 : what kind of drunk are they?

🫧 : whats their guilty pleasure that theyd never admit to out loud?

💬 : how do they argue? cold and quiet or fiery and loud?

🍽 : are they a picky eater, adventurous, or a creature of habit?

🎙 : are they a leader, follower, wildcard, or loner in a group?

QUIRKS

🦷 : do they grind their teeth, bite their nails, pick at their skin, pace, twitch?

🪞: what do they hate about themselves that others love?

🧨 : whats their biggest pet peeve or trigger?

💼 : what do they carry on their person? anything meaningful or is it mostly random?

🔗 : what kind of person are they drawn to, friend or relationship wise?

HOBBIES

✏️ : do they have time for hobbies? any prominent ones?

🍞 : can they cook? do they cook often? does the hobby mean anything to them?

🎨 : do they dabble in arts or crafts?

🎧 : do they have a favorite song? whats their music taste?

🪴 : do they have plants? are they capable of taking care of plants or will they all die?

🍜 : whats their comfort food?

🎮 : are they a gamer? platformer, rpg, shooter, visual novel, or mobile gamer?

ANGST

🧠 : is there one memory they cant forget no matter how hard they try?

🪦 : is there a secret theyll take to the grave?

🩸: whats the scar on their body or mind that they never talk about?

🚬 : whats their most self destructive habit?

🌪 : was there a moment they felt powerless?

🫥 : do they have a version of themself that they killed off?

👻 : what are they scared of? did something cause said fear or fears?

💉 : how do they react to guilt?

LOVE

💌 : do they know what love feels like? what scares them about love?

🍒 : first kiss story, was it good, awkward, forgettable?

👀 : are they flirty, clueless, jealous, possessive, romantic? describe their style.

🫂 : whats their love language? do they prefer a physical or emotional relationship?

💍 : could they ever settle down? what would their domestic life look like?

🫦 : how do they flirt? intense, clumsy, smooth charm?

BELIEFS

🔮 : would they get their fortune told? would they believe it?

🗡 : what would they die for without hesitation?

🪙 : do they believe people can change, or do they write them off?

🕯 : do they belong to a specific religion?

📿 : are they spiritual? superstitious? witchy? or are they more realistic?

📡 : what conspiracy theory would they fall for instantly?

🍀 : are they more lucky or cursed? has it shown up in their life?

🕷 : do they have recurring dreams or nightmares? what do they mean?

PAST

🧸 : what item from their childhood would wreck them if they found it again?

🫀 : what did they believe as a kid that they had to unlearn the hard way?

🏚 : what place from their past do they never go back to and why?

🤡 : whats their most embarrassing childhood phase?

🕰 : if they could go back to one moment from their past, which would it be?

🎂 : do they celebrate their birthday? what was their best or worst one?

💥 : what moment in their life felt like the world was ending?

FUTURE

🌌 : if they could see 10 years into their future, would they look? why or why not?

🌍 : where in the world do they dream of going?

🎯 : do they even believe they have a future?

🧬 : if they had a child or protégé, what trait would they be terrified of passing down? what about hope to pass down?

📉 : whats something they thought theyd be doing by now? are they disappointed at where they are?

[eleu22]

until the 12th june

tehehe if anyones interested

[tiredkatzz]

Ok, these are the last doodles of my OC for now✋🤚

I was having awful cramps and felt sick during the first days of my period, so how do I cope? Give cramps to my OC and draw her getting comfort from my fav fictional men.

[gomzdrawfr]

who needs therapy when you have your girlfriend's palms

[anonmousegosqueak]

Im going for the pasta and don't dare you ruin everything! (/j) You can add your own headcanons on how they cook pasta too:)

Ghost: Thus fucked barely knows how to cook eggs, or not burn milk, so i guess I have to say that he probably has watched a tutorial every time he cooked something outside of those two things and that by such his pasta is usually just either plain penne or broken spaghetti, usually with some tuna or just cut tomatoes because he doesn't know how and when to add the sauce

Price: he knows just enough to not make his mother's souls hunt him for the rest of the month (she knew how to cook decent pasta compared to him). He probably tried conchiglie and orecchiette more for their form than for their paracticality when eating, but je found that when he is on leave, if he ears slower, he gets less stomach aches, so he uses these "hard to eat" shapes so he paces himself better.

Nik: this man has had fresh pasta with soup for a good half of his life (cheap and relatovely easy to buy) and by this he cannot cook it any way that doesn't contain soup. So he often eats stelline or mini macaroni in either thick or thin soup.

Roach: This man is American. I do not believe in any way that he would be able to cook pasta in a way that I can describe without having a heart attack. Two words. anonmousegosqueak. Airfrier.

Soap: because his mother taught him some level of pasta cooking he can cook spaghetti without breaking them and if he is doing something fancy he might add some swordfish (it tastes much better than it sounds)

Gaz: husband material, he can cook and he can make it taste incredible, the only problem is that he doesn't read the minutes on the box and his pasta is always overcooked, and by this it is usually too soft to feel good in your mouth unless it's the feeling you are going for.

Red: Australian man near the stove? Yeah… no… Red ge the fuck away from the stove, you are going to birn down the whole house!

Hehehheeee-

(same characters, we're going in my order though)

Price:

He can cook... Decently well? Nothing fancy, he's not a cook, but he can definitely boil boxed pasta (*sigh*... without breaking it). Sauces aren't very good though. I'm talking mostly he just melts a slab of butter and calls it a day, maybe some canned tomato or something but that's only if he's trying to get in Nik's pants later. Doesn't salt the boiling water, will run cold water over the strainer noodles to cool 'em faster.

Ghost:

You said it best- no cooking skills. Now, it's not like he's a total man-baby, he can take care of himself, but that 'taking care' is mostly just knowing what food to order that is healthy. I also see him as the kinda guy who unironically eats those bulking protein meals you see on tiktok. Like yeah, unseasoned chicken on his broken and overcooked spaghetti. It's easy and simple and it... Well it doesn't taste good but he can choke it down. He's more of a desserts and baking kinda guy, doesn't care too much about savory food.

Soap:

Unpopular opinion but this man can cook! I'm not saying he's Scottish Gordon Ramsay, but he knows his way around the kitchen just fine. Listen- mamma MacTavish is a brilliant woman who can work a kitchen, she wanted to pass those skills down to her kids. So when her toddler son wandered in while she was trying to teach his older sister how to cook an egg... Well I guess he's her new student! Johnny was always the most interested in cooking, way more than any of his sisters. Now he's wowing Simon on their date with his fancy hand-made pasta and fresh pesto sauce (he gets some good head in return)

Gaz:

MY HUSBAND. Literally! He's the cook in his and Red's relationship- making dinner almost every night. (Don't worry, Red cleans up in return). He loves to experiment, always finding recipes and putting them to the test. He really does excel in sauces though. His pasta...? A bit overcooked. Still tastes amazing though, the flavor beats texture every time. He also definitely makes those protein bulking meals- except it actually tastes good. His spice rack is full (not a euphemism (unless you want it to be)) and so is your belly. Red doesn't mind the texture problems as well, their shitty teeth thank him every time. It's actually why they've never corrected him, they like being able to eat without their jaw hurting. Everyone else suffers but they don't care, it makes Gaz happy whenever he gets compliments on his food.

Nikolai:

Nikolai. Can. COOK. Makarony po-flotski from home, ravioli from Italy, fuck- he can even make an amazing macaroni and cheese like the AMERICANS YEEEEHAAAWWWE- (I'm talking enough butter to give a horse a heart attack and enough cheese to kill a dead horse. Breading as well). He's traveled the world, picked up recipes all around as well. And even before then? Well he was a starving man who quicky learned how to make a lot from a little. Everything is a stew with some sort of meat, vegetables are optional (he couldn't always get fresh veggies) but preferred, but always *always* some sort of pasta. I'm sorry but you do not get to that amazing size from eating like shit- a proper bear needs proper meals. He knows quite a few recipes just from memory as well- and again, from all different types of places.

Roach:

Roach... Roach is allergic to everything (especially tomatoes) and an American (sometimes). You really think he can make pasta? Boxed Mac&Cheese (not Nik level), broken spaghetti, and everything is always overcooked. He can make some good sandwiches though!

Red:

It's not even the Australian! It's the pyromaniac-y-ness. Besides, they never really learned how to cook with spices. I mean, when you live in a tiny compound that grows all its own food, you don't exactly get a lot of cooking experience. They can make bread! But pasta? They're lighting the noodles on fire for fun before Gaz kicks them out of the kitchen or Topino kills them and feeds them real food. The only time they even tried to make their own fresh pasta, they were drunk out of their mind and made a semi-sweet orange flavored monstrosity. Red and Roach are banned from the kitchen, Gaz cooks food because he cannot trust them (and cooking brings him joy)

Topino:

Italian.