#Hunter au Cod

[captain-mj]

*slides briefcase across the table*

You know what I’m here for.

(Please please give them both animal ears and wings. Please I will kill myself if you don’t🥰🥰)

If you want to read this as König being mildly obsessive or that his species actually has soulmates, that is up to you guys. Vote in the comments or something lol

If you guys want a part 2, send me an ask!!

König stalked through the underbrush, listening closely. He felt distinctly out of place in this heavily plant filled area. Brambles and vines clung to his legs as he walked. 

The trees weren’t too bad though. Tall and looming. 

His presence must’ve scared everything living off besides a few chirping bird. 

There was no indication he could really point out. Nothing that screamed you’re about to be attacked. 

He knew though. Right as the person descended on him. Huge moth like wings blocking out the goddamn sun as the blade flashed in their hand. 

König dodged it at the last second, pulling out his own knife. 

The person was… tiny. Well, for his species, he was probably a fine height. But König was close to 8’6 and this tiny person looked to be 5’10. Their wings flared out to make themself look bigger, the leather armor clinging to him. It was a fair bit more conservative to König’s. His face covered, sunglasses on. 

König’s own armor was metal pieces over his sensitive areas with fishnet like material to connect them. It was meant for ease of movement where this person’s looked to be made more to take hits. 

“Tiny…” König mumbled.

The person started to talk at him, but he didn’t understand the language. He moved closer to him and the person lashed out, their blades meeting in the air. 

Their wings were so pretty. König wondered what they’d feel like. Furry? Maybe?

König hummed and stared down at him. He was still hissing curses at him but he didn’t magically understand the language anymore than he did when he first started speaking. 

“König.” He said to the person before pointing at himself, not at all bothered by the blade that kept swinging at him.

The person paused and König repeated it, trying to show that was his name.

“Horangi.” He provided after a moment before trying to rush him. Why they were fighting was lost on König. Maybe he had accidentally got on his territory?

König grabbed his arm and flipped him to the ground, pinning him down with his weight against Horangi’s back. His thighs were on either side of his hips, hand on the space between his shoulders. 

Horangi looked… embarrassed. König could just barely see his eyes behind the dark glass over them. 

“Don’t feel bad. I am ve-” Horangi did a move, flipping them over. He put the blade to König’s throat.

König looked up at him. Oh. He was very pretty. The wings blotted out the sun, making shadows fall around him. His hands settled on his hips. His own skin had swirls of gold all over it, making dizzying patterns that in a way complimented the dark splotches of Horangi’s wings. He blinked up at Horangi, smiling. 

Horangi looked irritated at him, though substantially less angry. Blade pressed harder against his throat. König exposed his throat more in response. His hood covered all of his face but his eyes, but even through the fabric, the blade still managed to press right against his jugular. 

König flipped them again, this time between Horangi’s legs, his hands pressing the wings down. They were furry feeling. And very soft. Horangi immediately started to kick at him but seeing as König was between his legs, it didn’t really work. His arms went to hit him and he caught his wrists in one hand and pinned them above his head. 

It didn’t really occur to König how intimate the position probably felt until Horangi looked at where his hips were pressed against Horangi’s inner thighs. 

Ah. 

Oops?

Horangi stared at him, a flush clear on the little bit of skin König could see. He pressed the tiniest bit closer. 

His team wouldn’t be there for a while since they split up. 

König got flustered and went to pull away but Horangi’s legs wrapped around him and pulled him back. Ah. He could’ve easily pulled away. Horangi wasn’t in the position to get much leverage, even though König could feel the strong muscles underneath. 

It wouldn’t be a crime to… He pressed just a tiny bit closer, despite how flustered he was. Horangi purred, rolling his hips. 

Oh. 

Oh. 

König flushed and gently let go of his wrists to grab his waist instead. Tiny. He rolled his hips back, feeling a delightful pressure against his bulge. 

After some consideration, he pulled on Horangi’s laces, watching the armor loose before he could take his pants off. Horangi immediately smirked at him and even through the mask, König could see it. 

How come even though he was pinned and König was the one pulling at his clothing did it still feel that Horangi was in control?

König flushed and suddenly felt rather embarrassed but he pressed closer, wanting more. Horangi took König’s clothes off quickly, wings fluttering slightly with excitement. They started to grind against each other before König got his hands on him, turning him over so he was on his front. 

Horangi went to pull away and König bound his hands, stroking his wings gently. He followed the outline of them and watched him tense before shuddering into his grip. König had oil in his gear for his weapons that he poured over his fingers to gently push into Horangi. One hand stayed on his shoulder to keep him down, hearing his gasp of surprise followed by very soft moans. It was so sweet sounding. 

König purred at him and laid over his back as he worked him open. With how small he was, König wanted to be careful. He kept his mask on and gave Horangi the same dignity, nuzzling against his shoulder. Horangi’s eyes were closed tight as he moaned and whined, pressing back against his fingers. His eyelashes fluttered as König’s fingers dug in deeper. 

König pulled away and got the rest of his gear off, keeping Horangi pinned. He glanced up at König, batting his eyelashes and trying to look at him. 

König got flustered and quickly tried to distract. His body was… He had more of the swirls and scars and he did not find himself very pretty. He very much doubted Horangi would find him pretty. 

Instead, he lined up, wrapping his arms around him so his back was pressed to König’s chest. 

“I know you can’t understand me, but just relax.” König cooed and Horangi flushed more, leaning up. The binds on his wrist kept him from moving too much. Gently, carefully, he pushed into him, surprised by how warm he felt. He was also so perfectly tight. 

Horangi tensed up and König gently rubbed his back until he relaxed again so he could keep pushing into him. 

“Good boy.” 

Horangi murmured something in his own language at him, legs shaking slightly. König held his hips to keep him stable, not wanting him to fall. He thrust in, hearing Horangi wail. 

“You’re so much more sensitive than my previous partners.” König mumbled to him. “I want to… touch you more. Your skin is so soft.” His hands trailed down his sides, feeling him all over. He gently tugged his wings and Horangi’s back arched, a soft moan breaking from his mouth. 

His thrust grew faster and he did… something that had Horangi scratching at his binds, trying to shove him back against him. 

König flipped him on to his back again, pinning his tied hands above his head as he thrust into him again. His cock made a small bulge in Horangi’s stomach and if he had the time, he’d love to mark the area. Honestly, he wanted to stay there and mark every inch of Horangi. Bite and lick his way across his whole body. 

But they were two strangers and not much else. He shouldn’t get so attached. They also didn’t have much time. 

König put his forehead on Horangi’s and thrust in again, getting the same result as before. He pounded into the nerves in Horangi’s body, feeling him start to tense and pant. Horangi yanked out of his grip to yank his mask down. His fingers tangled themselves into König’s hood as his head fell back. 

König looked at his gorgeous face. The soft skin, the scars on either side of his mouth that looked like whiskers. He wondered where they got there. 

He wasn’t paying attention.

Horangi lifted his mask and kissed him. 

König felt panicked. Did Horangi’s species considering this as intimate as König’s did? 

His heart started to pound as he melted into Horangi. 

Something curled through his thoughts. 

My heart. 

My stars.

My love. 

König came in him, quickly stroking Horangi to help him finish. He’d have to take him home. He would have to get his bed fixed so it would be shorter. The way it was Horanig would have a problem getting on it. 

Horangi came and then sank his teeth into his bindings, ripping straight through it. He flipped König before standing up and stretching. 

“What are you…” Horangi shut him up with another kiss and König’s eyes closed instinctively. 

Please keep kissing me. 

Horangi pulled away and was gone before König even opened his eyes. He had to clean himself up, alone. This feeling was not nearly as nice as the feeling of being kissed. 

“König.” His hand swiveled to see Ghost of all people. Catching him crying. Ah, that’s embarrassing. “You okay?”

“I… uh…”

“You reek of sex.” 

“I think I found my soulmate and they left!” König threw himself at Ghost who grimaced.

“Oh… Wow. Um.. Huh…”

“They kissed me. Twice!”

Ghost pulled away. “Seriously?? Twice? And they just left you?”

“Yes!”

Ghost patted him, which was a bit awkward since König was almost a foot taller than him. “Don’t worry buddy. Uh.. Shit look this is more Price’s thing. If it’s meant to be, I’m sure you’ll see him again?”

König started to cry again.

“Okay, okay. Um.. Do you want me to help you lookkfor him?” Ghost did not look the happiest about this idea.

“Yes, please.”

[hurrraaid]

I Really missed drawing Roach using BSL

[thirstykateyes]

I couldn’t help but wanna draw @hurrraaid ‘s cryptid hunter au because it’s just so much fun!! So I hope this isn’t too bad! (I drew this forever ago and just haven’t posted it here yet adfgh)

[saturncodedstarlette]

Ghost hunter!Simon : What happened to you Jack?

Ghost hunter!Y/N, holding the camera : how many pickles can you shove up your ass?

Ghost hunter!Simon : Y/N, what the hell are you—

Ghost hunter!Johnny, points at the planchette : wAIT WAIT ITS MOVING!

[They wait as the planchette moves]

Ghost hunter!Simon : 91?!

[The planchette moves again]

Ghost hunter!Simon : 910?!! 😨

Ghost hunter!Y/N, wheezing in the background with Johnny :

Ghost hunter!Simon, can’t decide if it’s impressive or terrifying : 😶

Ghost hunter!Johnny, high pitch voice : 910 pickles???

[harveywritings92]

{Demon! Ghost au}

R/n, while investigating a haunted house: Visitors and employees claim that doors lock themselves shut, footsteps can be heard, shadows follow you…

Ghost: Shadows do tend to follow you though. That’s sort of how they work.

R/n, oblivious of the shadowy hand coming out of the floor reaching for her ankle: Dude, you are such a wet blanket. *turns around*

Ghost: Yes...(He stomps on shadowy hand hard and dug his heel in.) 

Ghost: I suppose I am...

[genesisguidline]

[theywhowriteandknowthings]

Made up fic title: the merchant and the mercenary

Ask Game Here

Medieval/Renaissance fantasy AU: ( I WILL write this) - Monster hunter mercs always roll through on their missions - John always polite but detached, as is Ghost. Johnny and Gaz always super friendly. - Get used to seeing them monthly, stocking them up on herbs, potions, tinctures. John flirts casually, Ghost becomes friendly (Soap and Gaz unashamed flirts/fight for your affection?) - One mission Soap gets really badly hurt, you have to heal him/nurse him back to health. - John confesses to you, you sleep together. - The group leaves as soon as Soap is better. - John pulls away (trying to be a good man/can't promise you a life because his profession is too dangerous). - You don't see the group for some time, bitter and angry you try to forget them. - They return and you're cold with them all/refuse to barter, tell them their money's no good etc. - Ghost visits you alone "He's in love with you, you know?" - Some monster threat and Reader gets captured? (or rival monster hunter gang trying to harm the 141/Price) - Price and the boys save the day and Price promises never to leave you again. - Counter with offering to travel with them and be their medic/healer etc. and live happily ever after.

[snootlestheangel]

*loudly clears throat*

The cryptid!Ghost with cryptid hunter Soap AU is finally here!!!

@stuffireadandenjoy @joltom (anyone else want tagged for this fic?)

Honestly gonna be getting another chapter out soon probably cause we broke the writer's block, babes!

[satellite-runner]

Cowboy König !!! (Description in alt text)

[doodling-doodle]

Hunter And Hunted (CH.2)

Ch.1

It had been a month since Alex had given him his joy back. 

They had been hiding their meetups for a while. Seeing each other every few days, when Kyle wasn't working or his dad's around…

They were hidden perfectly

---

“There you are.” Alex said softly as Kyle walked into the barn, walking up to him

“Hey… Sorry I took a few days… Work.” Kyle said, and Alex just held onto him

“You don’t need to worry, dove.” Alex whispered, pulling Kyle with him into the barn to sit down, ‘I’m just glad you came back.”

“You… make me happy… I have to keep coming back.” Kyle said softly.

Alex smiled, “You make me happy, too.” He said, gently taking a few of Kyle’s loose braids and tucking them behind his ear

Kyle smiled softly, leaning on him, “Why do they say Vampires are so bad? You… You are so kind…”

“Becuase of our past. I’ll admit that my people have not done great things in the past… But one of those things is why I’m even here today.” Alex said, “We were bad. The war with Werewolves stemmed from that. But we’ve changed. We learned from mistakes.”

“As we all do…” Kyle said, “I… My parents can’t know about you-”

“They never will. I will keep us safe, my dove, I promise.”

Kyle smiled softly, holding onto Alex tight, feeling just how cold his skin was, “Just… promise me you’ll stay safe. I know hunters and packs are everywhere in this area… just be safe…”

“I will. I promise my love… Promise me you’ll be safe from Clans… There’s only two Vampire clans in the area, but… They can grow.”

“What do you mean…?”

“We know how to hide and cover our scents from werwolves… We can live with humans and go unnoticed… We get attached.” Alex said, “Some… may not be able to resist the thought of having their friend or lover with them… forever.”

“Turn them into vampires…?” Kyle asked

“Yes… You might not be able to tell who’s a vampire and who isn’t.” Alex said, gently holding his face, “My dove… I just want to keep you safe.”

He smiled, holding Alex’s hands there, “I’ll be safe. I promise.”

“Good…” he softly kissed Kyle’s head, moving down to his lips slowly.

Kyle was melting in Alex’s touch. It didn’t matter how many times Alex had kissed him, it always just made him explode in joy… He was never touch starved, but he was starved of… love…genuine love. 

He had been in a single relationship in his life. A relationship that ended horribly. His ex had brought him down so much. Tore up his self-esteem. Made sure he thought no one would love him.

“Oh please, your pathetic.”

“Stop crying, your making yourself look stupid.”

“Do you want me to look bad??”

“You gonna go around telling people I hit you for your next stunt for attention?”

He only broke up with him after he threatened him… with a knife. He left him in the middle of the night, never spoke to him again.

It killed him. He was so sure he wasn’t lovable anymore…

But now… A vampire made him feel so loved, with a single touch, and a passionate kiss.

He nearly whined when Alex pulled away, looking up at him.

“I love you…” Kyle mumbled, falling against Alex’s chest.

He felt arms wrap around him, and a hand go through his hair

“I love you too…” 

His eyelids suddenly got really heavy… He didn’t realize when he had closed his eyes until he did.

…

he lightly whimpered as he opened his eyes, feeling so relaxed and as if he'd been sleeping for days. It wasn't his bed. It wasn't his blankets.

Oh yeah. He fell asleep in the barn with Alex last night. He must be in Alex's house.

But why did a vampire have a bed?

He felt a soft hand on his shoulder, gently kneading it, and whispers

"You're gorgeous when you're asleep. I wish you could see it... I wish you knew just how beautiful you were. Through my eyes."

It was Alex 

He felt a soft kiss to his cheek, and he smiled softly.

"My love?" Alex asked, "was that a smile? Are you awake?"

He nodded softly, not opening his eyes. Fuck, the bed was comfy

"What... are you doing with a bed...?" He mumbled

"For you. Your bed is... not the best, I know. I got one for when you finally stayed over."

He smiled softly, "an air mattress would've satisfied me."

"Not good enough. My love, you act as though you don't deserve nice things. I am spoiling you. You need it."

He smiled, melting into the bed and realizing he was in a oversized hoodie.

"Aren't you hungry, my dear?" Alex asked, concerned, "I was planning on getting you a treat. Please?"

He whined, "later... I want cuddles..."

"of course, my love. Anything for you."

He smiled, cuddling into the coolness of Alex's chest

He mumbled something 

"What was that, darling?" Alex asked, tilting his head up

"I'm glad I stayed..." 

It was barely coherent 

But Alex smiled softly at it

"So am I, darling."

[sonyanightmare]

Posting this as a Star Wars and CoD oneshot writer and obsessed freak posts in general:

The Bad Batch

'Gonna Share, Tech?' (Tech and Echo x OC) threeway fic

Clone Wars

Call of Duty

This is a future update to some writing I am working on but I don't post a whole lot so when I do open Requests, I will take ages to actually publish your request lol

• Fluff, Lime, Smut, even experimenting with Yandere (no promises it'll be good lol), etc.

• Requests: Momentarily Closed

• Stories: Mainly OC at the moment, some (y/n), no Character x Character like Anakin and Padmé etc.

• I might hint about an OC full-on story I am working on, too UwU

> Everything else is fine: LGBTQ+ is welcome 🏳️‍🌈

[captain-mj]

I am currently screaming over the Körangi AU with the wings and stuff and I'd love to see more ajhskdhkdhdkd!!!

I'm introducing another ship in here! Also we're calling this the Hunter AU because I need to name it for the tag

Alejandro had heard from Ghost the entire thing and since König seemed pretty distressed, he agreed to help. He put on his helmet and talked to them, Price, Farah and Alex.

König explained everything he saw about Horangi and Alejandro, despite thinking this was a bit of an overreaction, agreed to help him find his soulmate. He didn't really believe in the whole soulmate thing, but he knew König and Price believed it. Alex was on the fence about it, but Alejandro wasn't going to disparage their beliefs either.

Even if he thought it was stupid.

"Alright hermano, we'll help you find him." Alejandro smiled at him and listened to where Price was sending him. He had a zone he was going to comb over and then they'd meet back up.

So off he set. The area had mostly tall trees with little underbrush and clear space.

Alejandro took stock of himself. His spirals resembled ruby as they traveled over his skin, visible through the fishnet over his legs and across his chest. Most of his gear covered his midsection and his back He was durable. His hair, which annoyingly kept curling, was slicked back at the moment to keep it from getting into his face.

That didn't mean the arrow that flew straight though his shoulder, only stopping because it hit said gear, didn't fucking hurt. He yanked it out of him and snapped the thin arrow. It looked like birch wood.

Alejandro looked up, ready to snarl and disembowel whoever did it. Unless it was this Hawk Moth they were searching for. The rope in his gear, specifically for this situation, hit his leg, as if to remind that it was there.

Rodolfo jumped down from his trees, giant blue wings erupting from behind him. It was like everything had slowed to a crawl.

Rodolfo was gorgeous. the wings had a soft black outline with little white dots over the blue. His body... Alejandro admired the toned arms and the way the leather wrapped around him. Not to even start on how pretty his face was. He could get lost in those eyes. Though he couldn't be sure, the air around him seemed to shimmer with his beauty as if he were one of the angels from the stories his mother told him as a child.

The arrow shot at him but he lifted his arm and it went through the leather of his arm guards instead. Like Cupid's arrow connecting their hearts.

"Mi amor. I think you changed my mind on soulmates."

Rodolfo responded in something he couldn't understand, but that was fine. Alejandro could learn how to speak the language. He pulled his bow and knocked another arrow to send at him.

Mostly on instinct, he rushed forward, grabbing the weapon from his hands. Rodolfo's eyes widened and he hit Alejandro hard. Stars exploded in his vision but fighting was a well beaten instinct. Unlike Rodolfo's kind, which usually only fought when provoked, Alejandro's was a warrior species. Fighters. Hunters. Despite Rodolfo getting several hits in, Alejandro managed to pin him, staring down at him.

His butterflies face flushed brightly, a stunning color against the blue. He tried to struggle against the hands pinning him but Alejandro stayed firm.

Alejandro pressed their bodies together, watching Rodolfo's realization.

Slowly, he pushed his hands under his gear, feeling the soft skin underneath. There was hard muscle there that Alejandro admired. He was so small compared to him. Alejandro easily had two feet of height on him and the little butterfly seemed to realize this as he stopped struggling.

It happened quickly but they went from pinning each other to Alejandro ripping his clothes off. Despite the... almost pout on the butterflies mouth, he didn't struggle or fight, just blushing more once Alejandro had him undressed.

"Rodolfo."

Alejandro paused and then mimicked. "Rodolfo." He pointed at him and Rodolfo nodded. "Alejandro."

"Alejandro." The way he said his name... Alejandro shuddered and put their faces close together. Close enough they shared breath, though unlike König, he wasn't going to kiss him so quickly. It was bad luck! It also meant a little too much for him to want to kiss him on the dirt ground.

Alejandro spread his legs and moved down, holding Rodolfo's legs so he couldn't escape. His tongue darted out to lick over his hole. He was so tiny. He'd have to be careful with prep. How König did it so easily when he was bigger than him didn't make sense, but he didn't want to risk it. His tongue pushed into him and Rodolfo arched, moaning.

"Ah... Ah...." Rudy's legs started to shake before he dug his fingers into Alejandro's hair, messing it up. He tugged him but it wasn't clear if he wanted more or to pull him away.

Alejandro added a finger, trying to make sure it was plenty slick for him.

Rodolfo moaned and it made Alejandro's head spin.

Slowly, he worked him open to two fingers and stopped using his tongue, spitting on his fingers and pushing them back in.

His little butterfly bit his lip and looked at him, a perfect flush over his face. If this was even close to how he had felt with Horangi, Alejandro understood why König seemed so obsessed.

Finally, when he was pretty sure Rodolfo could handle it without pain, he pulled him into his lap. His hands held the very base of his wings and picked him up, lining up.

Rodolfo whimpered a little but his legs stayed open and pliant. His cock was hard against his stomach as Alejandro gently slid him down on his own cock.

Tight. So tight. Alejandro panted softly as he sheathed himself. Rodolfo teared up, fingers digging into his shoulders. His thighs tried to close but Alejandro gently tapped them open again. When he bottomed out, he kept Rudy in his lap, holding him by his waist now.

They sat there a while, Alejandro all too content to enjoy the tight heat. Rodolfo had other plans. At first, he tried to pull away from him, but Alejandro would growl and pull him back, forcing him back down his cock. He panted, clearly enjoying this if his hard cock was anything to go by. After a moment, his butterfly gave in, rolling his hips to try to get off.

Alejandro kept his hands on his waist but let him move so he could more properly ride him, admiring his body as it moved. Rodolfo must've slipped just a little because he suddenly slammed down rather hard, biting his lip hard to try to stay quiet. The pressure around his cock made Alejandro dizzy. He let him try rocking again, but thanks to their size difference and Alejandro's gear, his butterfly couldn't seem to get a rhythm.

Alejandro noticed him getting frustrated and thrust up into him, surprised by how loud that made him. His nails dug deep into his shoulders and he ended up laying Rudy back against the ground. He took control, starting to thrust into him properly.

Rodolfo was loud. Moaning and letting out sharp cries when Alejandro thrust in harder. Tears started flowing down his face but he was pulling him closer, wanting more.

Alejandro hit something and Rodolfo screamed in pleasure, legs wrapping around him. He started to speak in his language before making a "hurry" motion. Alejandro got the message and hit it again, harder this time.

Rodolfo buried his face in his neck, feeling so tiny. His fingers traced the wings and he wasn't sure if that's what made his wings tremble or how hard he was fucking into him.

His butterfly came underneath him, panting softly and whining from overstimulation when Alejandro kept going. He didn't stop until he came in him, loving every sound he got from him.

Unlike König, Alejandro was smarter. He held on to him and gently ran his hands along his thighs. Rodolfo nuzzled against him before going to pull away. Alejandro helped him get dressed, maybe running his fingers over him a little more than necessary. Rodolfo blushed and smiled, leaning in a little. His body felt warm, probably from the flush.

Alejandro took advantage of the fact that Rodolfo was fucked out, quickly tying his hands. He saw his eyes widen before he tried to struggle, but Alejandro tightened the ropes. He scooped him up and held him tight, ignoring that Rodolfo continuously struggled.

"My darling, mi amor, I'll take good care of you, yeah? Just relax." Alejandro smiled at him and traced his pretty wings. "My soulmate."

[hurrraaid]

. I've been feeling Nostalgic for cryptid hunter au

[hunterbunter3000]

You totally don't have to use it! Just my cod brain rot and Leon brain rot starting to merge. I'm currently playing through re4 and while I want to burn that first fucking village to the ground....Leon's pretty🥹

Kruger would diss his height for sureeee

OH AND HE SO WILL AND WILL LAUGH ABOUT IT

He's just looking all the way down and sees Leon. Krueger is so confused on why Sweets went for someone like him.

Krueger: Kleine göttin, why are you with this small pretty boy?

Leon: So you think I'm pretty?

Krueger:

Krueger: I'm killing him.

Sweetheart: KRUEGER STOP

Leon's so pretty fr (I know he has long eyelashes and I want to punt him for it)

(But hey, thank you for your idea! It's a really good one 😉)

[cornycopeia]

STARWARSIFICATION BE UPON YE!

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[bucca2]

to my new followers: I’m glad you’re here!! I do reblog a lot of cod content but this is like, my variety blog. I appreciate y’all a lot but if you only want updates to the story then feel free to get added to the tag list instead I won’t be offended <3