#call of duty ghosts

[konigsblog]

OCTOBER 2ND — RAPIST!SIMON. You should've known better. Walking around with an ass like that in such a skimpy, revealing dress... What were you thinking?

2024 KINKTOBER MASTERLIST. (DAY 2)

TW/CW: NON-CON.

Prey. Simon couldn't hold back on his selfish, abhorrent urges. You were a sight for sore eyes, drunkenly stumbling out of a pub all alone with no-one to shield or guard you, your tiny and skimpy dress exposing and revealing your soft, addictive body. You could feel Manchester's harsh, bitter wind against your skin, raising goosebumps on the surface. You winced with each dreadful step as you weakly wandered through the city, your vision quickly becoming impaired, worsening with the toxicity of the drinks. Therapy wasn't enough for someone as debauched and ill as Simon. He couldn't pry his watchful and predatory gaze from your weak and confused figure, the depraved voice in his rotten mind only encouraging him. Go on, Simon. This is your only opportunity...

Control, something he yearned for, desperately tried to grab a hold of. His grip was firm on your delicate anmd gentle skin, much softer than his, with scars littering his body. His hold was tight and threatening enough to leave deep, agonising marks. His sinful touch left imprints along your thighs as he pried your legs apart with the intent to violate you with his disturbing desires, with one finger pressed against your lips, slowly wiping a wandering tear away while silencing you with the sheer, brutal size. You winced and cried out, drowned out by the distant traffic noises in the far distance. The intense ache only worsened — intensified, and grew with each deep, relentless thrust. “Filthy slag. You want this. I know it.”

Despite the horrified and intoxicated pleas that dripped from your lips, your cunt only reacted to his actions despite how deranged and immoral they truly were. Simon longed, and dreamt for this moment. Now, here he was, finally taking authority over a vulnerable and drugged woman who was too hypnotised by the alcohol and its effects to defend herself. Helplessly clawing at him for survival through his ruthless attack. He stuck three thick, calloused fingers down your warm and velvety throat, earning himself a broken and mortified gag. Your tight and slick hole oozed around his thick and growing shaft, with pearly drops of your sweet, sweet ecstasy coating him. Oh, it wouldn't hurt to snap a few photographs of your misery, would it?

“You were askin’ for it. Look at the state of you, Doll.” He spat, his eyes darkening and narrowing in on you, admiring the crimson that dripped and rolled down his lengthy cock, the way he speared and prodded you with his twitching and pulsating cock. You trembled violently, with the Autumn rain kissing your cold, bruised skin, slowly washing away his sinful touch and the blood that stained your thighs.

It would be cruel to leave you all alone, bleeding uncontrollably between your filthy, dirty legs in an isolated alleyway, wouldn't it? He'll just take you home, chain you up, and keep you as his own personal meat.

[cod-dump]

Keegan, staring blankly at Logan: You're bald by choice?

Logan, freshly shaven: I guess?

Keegan: Trying to be like Rorke?

Logan:

Kick: Oh my god-

[cloangi]

It's been a while since last I posted my art

[gunnrblze]

[keeg8n]

cod:m just released this keegan skin with long hair. what does it mean for lore☝️

[stargazing-sapphire2]

"Federation!Logan kills Hesh in Ghosts 2"

"Hesh sacrifices himself to save Logan"

Y'all are fucking boring; in my world Hesh frees Logan and they both curb stomp Rorke into the ground and ride off into the sunset because I'm not allergic to happiness 🥰

[exhaustedsoaps]

if the events of call of duty: ghosts happen in 2027, that means that both hesh and logan know what brain rot language is.

[howtotwirlaknife22]

Don’t ask don’t tell (NSFW)

Kick x Fem!Reader

Summary: after your private time is interrupted due to a mistake on your part, kick decides to help try and alleviate some guilt.

CW: Smut, MDNI below the cut

AN: a little rushed and not proof read, so apologies for any typos. Consider this my contribution to kinktober 😈

You felt exhausted from the workload of the day. You had been helping Kick with organizing a new project intended for operators to share screens with base during missions. It was stressful as you were working on a three day deadline, and the two of you had been hustling to work out the kinks on the new tech. Coupled with that was the fact that some new recruits had been assigned to the two of you to train on this new equipment. A few of these new recruits had inflated egos that started piss both you and Kick off. Tensions were high all day and when kick told you that he could cover the rest of the updates that day, you were relieved to finally be done with babysitting and technology. You stepped through the doorway to your room, tossing your blue light glasses onto your desk and stripping your hair tie from your head. You ran your fingers through your scalp a few times, sighing as you felt your headache alleviate for the first time in the last 3 hours. You slowly began to pull your shirt up and over your head and tossed it to the side, doing the same with your shorts until you stood in your underwear near your bedside table. You hummed quietly and pulled open one of the drawers, retrieving a small vibrator from it. You needed some self care recently, and seeing as how you didn’t get it often anymore due to the growing war outside, you decided to indulge yourself. Slipping under the sheets, you pulled your panties off of your hips and began to pull up a search engine on your phone. You pondered for a moment as you turned the vibrator on, bringing it to your clit and shivering as you felt the vibrations surge through your core. You suddenly felt a lightbulb come on as you typed in a search on a porn site:

“Masked man”

You felt a bit dirty given your line of work, but working with masked operators daily left your mind wandering sometimes. The idea of anonymity, of not entirely knowing who it was that was behind the mask. Human, or something more? While you couldn’t see who they really were, they could see clearly through you. They could pick you apart and get to know every single detail about you, and you’d still be left with nothing. That made you crave more knowledge. You scrolled through the website’s videos in relation to your search, and you finally picked a video that was titled:

“Girl riding big dicked masked man.”

You bit your lip as you felt the pressure slowly pooling in your lower stomach. It was good enough. You clicked on the video and placed your earbuds in as you began to draw circles around your swollen clit with the tip of the vibrator. You let out a quiet moan as you watched the girl in the video bouncing up and down on a man wearing a ski mask’s cock. You started gently prodding at your entrance with the tip of the toy, feeling the hot plastic sending surges through your body. You continued to switch between the two actions, moaning as you watched the couple in the video switching positions, the man taking his turn on top, holding her face down against the bed as he drilled into her from behind. You held the vibrator to your clit using your thighs to hold it in place and slipped a hand under your bra, gently twisting and circling your nipple. You threw your head back against your pillow, face feeling flushed and heat growing. You could feel yourself getting closer and closer. Just as you felt like you were getting to the tipping point, you heard a loud wrapping on your door. You gasped and scrambled to sit up, quickly pausing the video and removing your earbuds. You felt your heart pounding and annoyance began to build up. What could anyone want at this hour? And why right now? You groaned in annoyance and slung your legs over your bed, grabbing the first loose shirt you saw and your sleep shorts. You decided to ignore underwear entirely since you were planning to finish what you had started after you dealt with the person at your door anyways. You heard another set of loud bangs and you scoffed quietly.

“Yeah yeah I’m coming…” you muttered as you made your way to the door, glancing through the peephole. It was Kick, who stood with his arms crossed and an annoyed expression. You raised an eyebrow. What did he need from you now that you hadn’t already done? You thought as you slowly cracked the door open to the tall man standing there in his full gear, his brows visibly furrowed behind the mask. You tilted your head and gave him the most innocent smile you could manage in the moment. “Yes?” You spoke meekly, a blush still tinting your cheeks. Kick’s eye twitched a little and he took a step towards you, sizing you up and looking you up and down.

“That’s it? Just yes?” He spoke, taking in your features and messy appearance. You raised an eyebrow and felt the anxiety rising for a moment. Were you being too loud? Was the vibrator itself too loud? What was he talking about? You blinked slowly and opened your mouth to speak, but were quickly cut off by Kick once again.

“Streaming porn on the work computers? That funny to you or something?” You felt your heart drop to your stomach. Fuck. You must have still had screen sharing turned on from earlier. You felt yourself heat up in embarrassment and you looked down to the ground, staring at your feet. You refused to meet his gaze.

“I…I didn’t..I..” you tried to find the words to describe how sorry and embarrassed you were, and you could feel yourself beginning to shake. Kick noticed this and raised an eyebrow. He looked behind you into your room and noticed your jostled bedsheets, as well as your undergarments tossed haphazardly across your floor. He slowly started to connect the dots and realized this wasn’t some kind of disturbing prank you were trying to pull, but rather a very badly timed accident. He looked back at you and you locked eyes with him for a moment before tears began to well up in your own. “Please don’t tell Merrick! It was an accident I swear- I didn’t realize that I had screen sharing on still! I swear I thought I turned it off before I left..oh my god, I’m so sorry this is so embarrassing..” you rambled on, apologizing to Kick and pleading with him not to say anything to your superiors about this. Kick thought back through the day and realized that you had in fact switched it off, but he began to inwardly cringe at himself when he realized he switched screen sharing back on while trying to figure out which codes were interrupting signals.

“Ah dammit..” he muttered. “I think this one’s on me, actually.” He mumbled as the realization came to him. You looked up from your hands that were covering your reddened face and you gave him an inquisitive look. He rubbed the back of his neck sheepishly. “Sorry..I think it was actually me who fucked up and put in the wrong code. It must have connected back to your phone when I did that. Just…caught you at a bad time.” You felt relieved when he admitted to his mistake and your shoulders slumped down as you let out a shaky breath.

“Fuck…don’t ever do that to me again. I thought I was about to get a dishonorable discharge for a stupid mistake.” You pinched the bridge of your nose and you could feel the anxiety slowly creeping its way up on you again when you realized that he still saw the video you had been watching. Shit…what if he thought you were some kind of pervert now? “Um…just out of curiosity…how much did you..?” You mumbled, shyly meeting his amber eyes. Kick felt himself growing hotter at your question. Truthfully, he was a little shocked to see you of all people watching such a dirty video. Much less one with such a unique subject matter. He always viewed you as sweet and…vanilla, when helping him with repairs and installations. But the thought of you getting off to something so familiar to him was enough to turn him on. He let out a quiet chuckle when he noticed your shy expression staring up at him.

“Enough to know what you’re into.” He uncrossed his arms and placed a hand on the doorframe. “Masked guys huh?” You felt like you wanted to melt into the floor right then and there. You opened your mouth to speak and took a step back into your room.

“Y-yeah…ha..this is so awkward. I’m so sorry you had to see that. I promise i’ll disable the screen sharing feature on my phone until we actually need it. But…please don’t tell Merrick?” You pleaded once more, still worried about punishment. Kick chuckled and took a step into your room, effectively pushing you further back into your room as well. He closed the door behind him and you shot him a nervous look.

“Don’t worry. I’ll wipe the history from it, and it’ll stay between us. But…I gotta say, I wasn’t expecting that from you.” He chuckled, causing you to furrow your brow.

“You didn’t expect me to..watch porn? I am an adult you know..” This time you crossed your arms at him. Kick smirked under his mask and began to close the gap between the two of you, causing you to stumble back a bit before he reached out to wrap an arm around your waist. You felt your body getting hot at the new form of contact. Kick leaned in and whispered in your ear.

“It’s not that I didn’t expect it. I just wasn’t expecting you to watch that kind of porn.” He gently pressed you back onto the bed by your hips. “Especially when you’re surrounded by guys like that all the time..What aren’t you telling us, hm?” You obediently sat back on your bed, leaning back on your elbows as he leaned over you. You felt your breathing pick up and your pupils began to dilate.

“Kick…what are you..” you began, your breath being taken away when he brought a hand to your cheek, stroking the apple of it with his thumb.

“If you want some help, I’d be more than willing to provide it.” He said in a hushed tone. You couldn’t believe it. Your body felt like it was on fire, and you didn’t want to neglect it anymore than you already had. “Yes..” you muttered. “I’d like that…” and with that, kick smiled and pulled up the bottom of his mask. He leaned in, pressing his lips to yours. They were gentle at first, moving in tangent with your own, before they became feverish and hungry. He bit your bottom lip signaling that he wanted in and you let him, his tongue running over your bottom lip and colliding against your own. You whimpered, and he smirked against your lips. Pulling away, he began to slip off his gear, stripping away each piece until he was in nothing but his boxers and his mask. Your eyes raked down his body, taking in the muscles beautifully carved into his arms and legs, and his v line with a dark trail of hair leading down it. He hummed quietly and tapped your legs.

“Open.” He commanded, and you obeyed. Your legs slowly began to part and he reached for the waistband of your shorts. With a swift yank, he had pulled them fully off your body and discarded them on the floor with your other undergarments. He seemed a bit taken aback that you were already bare, and he shot you a cheeky grin. “Couldn’t even be bothered to put underwear on when you answered the door? You’re dirty.” You blushed, and attempted to close your legs again. Kick had his hands firmly on your knees however, and he tutted. “Im just teasing.” He leaned in closer to plant a gentle kiss on your forehead. “I actually think it’s hot as hell.” He whispered as he slipped a hand up your shirt, causing you to gasp at his ice cold hands. He chuckled as he ran his hands up your navel and under your bra, beginning to roll your nipple between his middle and forefinger. “Sorry doll, forgot to warn you about my hands.” He said as he slipped his hand out from under your shirt, using the other to pull it off of you. You smiled up at him and reached out to run your hands up his torso, settling them at the back of his neck to pull him in for a kiss.

“It’s okay..I kind of liked it.” You whispered as you began to kiss down his cheek and to his jawline, reaching with one hand to pull his mask up for more access before his hand grabbed your wrist gently.

“Uh uh. Mask stays on..at least for tonight. Gotta give you what you wanted, right?” He tilted your chin up to look at him and chuckled when you gave him a pout. He leaned down and kissed your lips gently. “Don’t worry doll, we’ll get there eventually. Tonight though..” You didn’t even realize that he had snapped your bra off from behind you with one hand, and you gasped as it was slipped off of your body and tossed somewhere in your room. The chilly air made your nipples harden, and you blushed as you were now sitting fully naked in front of him. Kick chuckled and moved to sit beside you, tilting your chin up to kiss you once again. He could feel the heat radiating off your skin as he slowly snaked his hands between your thighs. You whimpered as he reached your clit, rubbing small circles against the sensitive nub. You had already been so wet before, and he could easily take you now. But he wanted to toy with you a little more beforehand. His fingers traced down further and he slowly inserted his middle finger into you, pulling it out and gently slipping it back in as a slow pace. You whimpered and leaned back on your elbows as his fingers worked their magic. He added a second and scissored them open inside of you, causing you to moan as his pace began to grow faster. He pumped them in and out, hitting the gummy sweet spot inside your velvety walls. You were now a whimpering mess, your body beginning to shake and jerk with every stroke against your sensitive spots. Kick was fully focused on you and you alone, but he could feel his aching cock straining against his boxers. “Feeling good baby?” He smirked as you whined in response. “You sound like you are.” He used his thumb to stroke your clit as his fingers continued their assault, causing you to gasp and grab his wrist. This didn’t stop him, however, and he began to pepper kisses to your cheek.

“K-kick! F-uck..s’too much…I’m gonna…ah..” you were barely keeping yourself together and could feel your orgasm rapidly approaching. Kick groaned and bit your earlobe gently.

“Come on baby come for me. Come for me.” His fingers were working double time as you felt the cord in your stomach snap, your body releasing itself to the pleasure and your mind clouded by lust. You came on his fingers, body writhing as you let out a shaky moan. Kick’s breathing was a little heavier as he gave you a moment to come down. He gently pulled his fingers from you and pulled them apart to view the sticky strings you had left. “Open up.” He whispered in your ear, and you smiled, opening your mouth as he slipped his fingers between your lips to let you taste yourself. You moaned quietly as you sucked his fingers, making sure to make a show of it for him. He pulled his fingers away and tapped your legs. “Roll over and lay on your stomach doll.” He whispered. You did as he asked and rolled on your stomach before you felt him gently tap your ass. “Raise your hips for me.” You turned to look behind you to see him holding a pillow. You raised an eyebrow.

“What’s that for?” You hummed.

Kick chuckled and began to stroke himself through his boxers.

“It’s gonna make it feel better for the both of us. Now raise your hips.” He gave another firm swat to your ass causing you to yelp. You did as he asked and raised your hips to let him slip the pillow underneath your pelvis. You blushed as you felt a little exposed like this, but it was quickly snubbed out as you turned to see Kick slipping off his boxers and letting his rock hard cock spring out. You practically drooled at the sight, and kick gave himself a few lazy strokes.

“Condoms?” He questioned.

You bit your lip and tilted your chin in the direction of your nightstand.

“In there. Second drawer.” You mumbled, feeling hot as he leaned over you to retrieve them. You could feel his cock poking against your rear, and you squirmed under him to create some form of friction between your legs. He tore the packet open and carefully slid the condom on, positioning himself at your entrance. He steadied himself with one hand by your head and the other firmly placed on your hip.

“Ready?” He muttered.

“Ready.” You hummed, wiggling your hips against his playfully.

He slowly slid his cock inside of you, finding little resistance as he had worked you open properly on his fingers. He let out a groan as he began to move his hips, causing you to moan against your pillow. He began to pick up his pace after a few minutes, and his thrusts began to get harder as he pierced his cock into you. You were a whiny mess, and you gripped onto your pillow like a lifeline. He could feel the fat of your ass rippling back against his hips with every thrust, and he began to let his mouth slip. His groans and grunts were the sexiest things you’d ever heard. He laced one of his hands together with yours, using the other to keep him propped over you. As his thrusts became quicker his tongue got dirtier. He leaned in close to whisper to you.

“Fuck…you’re taking me so well baby.” He unlaced his free hand from yours and used that one to prop himself up before his other hand gripped a fist full of your hair. This caused you to moan, and he kissed your face to silence you. “This isn’t even half of what I want to do to you tonight baby…fuck me…” his words caused you to drip down your thighs. You moaned with each hard thrust he gave you, and his grunts became more animalistic with each thrust. “You’re taking me like such a good girl sweetheart..” he began to kiss down your neck as his breathing became quicker. “Fuck…hah..yknow..this is exactly how they were in that video you watched.” He huffed against your ear. You whimpered as you felt the pressure once again building up in your core. His words mixed with his cock drilling into you were driving you insane. You bit your lip as he whispered more dirty things into your ear. “Mmm…fuck. Fuck. I’m getting close…” he groaned out as his thrusts began to get sloppy. You moaned as you felt him brushing against your sweet spot once more.

“I-im close too…” you whined, moving your hips back in sync with his. He gripped your hips at this and began ruthlessly pounding away at your pussy, letting moans slip shamelessly from his mouth. You pressed your face into the pillow and his hand still tangled in your hair yanked it up again.

“No baby. I want to hear you when you come. I wanna hear what sounds those pretty lips make. Now c’mon baby, come for me.” He kissed your cheek and his voice got a little more whiny. “Come for me baby please!” Your eyes began to roll to the back of your head as you felt your body release once more, your mind going blank as white flashes tore through it. Kick gasped as he felt you clench down around him, his own release following shortly behind. The sound of skin slapping against skin reverberated through your room as he gave a few final thrusts before letting out a loud groan when he finally came. Kick collapsed on top of you and you both sat still for a moment, panting and catching you breath. After a few minutes, kick inhaled sharply and slowly sat up, pulling himself from you. You whimpered at the loss of contact and kick clicked his tongue. “Stay here doll.” He said as he left to go and get something from your small kitchen area. You pressed your face into the pillow and hummed quietly. A few minutes later you felt a slight shake to your shoulder. You looked up to see kick standing beside the bed with a glass of water. His boxers were back on and his mask pulled back over his face. “Drink up. Don’t want you getting dehydrated.” He handed you the glass and you took it, smiling gratefully up at him.

“Thank you…” you mumbled as you took a few sips. Kick smiled under his mask and moved to lay beside you. He pulled the covers up and over your shoulders and wrapped an arm around you. You cuddled up against his chest, basking in the afterglow of the night. You tilted your chin up to look at Kick, leaning in to press a swift kiss to his cheek. “That was amazing. Thank you.” You whispered. Kick rubbed your shoulder gently with a small smirk under his mask.

“Oh don’t worry doll, we’re just getting started.”

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Taglist: @blacktacmopsi

[hutchlover69420]

pov I show you the character with the most devastatingly beautiful lore that forever changed my life and you tell me he sucks js bc he's the antagonist

[maymaylyn]

Not hesh giving ✨oldest daughter energy✨

[tokillamockingbird427]

I think a "true evil" Fed! Logan would like to romance Keegan mostly because he enjoys the idea of a forbidden romance and then also the previously mentioned advantage that is "Having a little freak who will do whatever you ask." thing. But mostly the forbidden romance bit.

[cod-dump]

Rorke: Time to go to hell, kid

Logan: wha-

Rorke: *grabs him by the vest and starts dragging him away*

Logan: *screams*

[akihir0kat0]

[gunnrblze]

The Legends Never Die mission summed up

[yawnderu]

''You're such a fucking asshole and—'' Your words are interrupted by a whiny moan when Keegan starts to thrust up, not letting you get distracted by anything despite your rant.

''Yeah? Keep going, baby. Ride this fucking cock.'' You do as he says, getting on your feet to be able to ride him harder and deeper, the tip of his cock hitting your spongy cervix every single time he goes all the way in. One of your hands is on his hard chest for support, while the other one is holding his jaw, keeping his mouth open to hear the downright lewd groans leaving his lips.

''And... annoying. Cocky. Arrogant—'' Each insult is punctuated by you dropping on his cock, walls tightening up even more when you feel him throbbing inside you.

''Horrible.'' You keep ranting about him despite how good he feels inside you, despite the way his fat cock has your lips gripping on him for dear life. He is all of those things and more, but the tension that has been building up to this day was impossible to ignore. You're impaling yourself down on his cock and he's letting you, mouth open slightly ajar and eyes rolling to the back of his head.

''Fuck— yeah?'' He finds the energy to speak despite the way you're destroying his cock, not even thrusting up anymore and simply letting you do all the work. His hand trails up your spine, grasping at the hair on the back of your neck and keeping your head in place, letting you ride his cock despite his rough hold.

His hand lets go only to slap your face, making you ride faster despite the stinging pain. What a fucking asshole. It doesn't take long for you to return the favor, hand coming up to slap the annoying smirk off of his face— and it works shortly, he looks shocked at getting slapped back, yet pure amusement is soon written all over his annoyingly handsome face, seeing it as a challenge.

You know you fucked up when his calloused hands grasp your waist, holding you in place before using his strength to switch positions, now on top of you. His cock thrusts even deeper like this, hitting your cervix over and over at an almost punishing pace.

''Acting like a fucking bitch all day—'' He groans out, words interrupted by the sharp hiss leaving his lips at the way your pussy tightens more around his cock. He looks down at your lips, leaning closer while managing to keep his brutal thrusts.

''Open that fucking mouth, baby.'' You obey, too fucked out to even think much about it. You're barely able to register the way he spits into your mouth before kissing you, tongues wrapping around the other in a disgusting mess of spit. His hand comes up to grope your tit, fingers squeezing and pulling on the nipple every few seconds as he kisses you, ignoring the way your mixed spit is dripping down the corners of your lips.

The air is heavy with the smell of sex and the sounds of your muffled moans, his grip on your body bruising, fingers digging into your skin as he fucks you with an almost animalistic hunger. He doesn't stop making out with you even when his thrusts become even more brutal, spilling into you with a final, deep thrust. His hot white cum filling you up only makes your body tense up, riding out your orgasms together before he collapses on top of you, his weight keeping you pinned to the bed.

''Get off of me, fatass.'' Your protests go ignored, the asshole only making himself even heavier on top of you even when you try your best to get him off.

[yooo-lets-go]

Happy Valentine’s Day ♥️

To everybody except Hesh, I guess