#cod ask

[lay-z]

thinking about Kyle brat taming me after being away on deployment because I forgot how to act while he was away 😩

People like to underestimate how much of a brat tamer Kyle is, and unlike his Captain—he fucking loves it. Thrives on it, actually.

Even in his exhaustion, he'd find the energy to immediately put you back in your place as soon as he comes through the door of your shared flat.

Fuck dinner, fuck a proper shower (he had one at the barracks before making his way home anyway)—his hazel eyes zeroe in in you as soon as he steps foot into the living room. Meanwhile, he's recalling every bratty text or voice message he's received from you while he was away.

You don't even have any time to react before he lunges at you.

"Not so bloody cocky now, are we, sweetheart?" he croons into your ear while he's tying up your hands with his belt.

[private-boots]

The werewolf boy is just reading a comic outside enjoying himself

@silas-dogboy

The meds and jeans adopted child))

Boots looks outside through the window and her eyes stop on the boy. She has never seen him before. She looks around on the corridor before stepping outside slowly, approaching the boy but keeping distance. She clears her throat then speaks.

"Hi... who might you be?"

[Hiii, I'm so happy you sent an ask, I haven't tried an au like this before but I'll try my best.:3]

[ghostasks]

This is how I get looked at whenever I scold you, Johnny.

[ask-roachsanderson]

Oh Roach, your helmet is so nice and shiny! And your uniform so well pressed! Wait, the light is better over here…just inside this doorway over here…closer to the medical unit…I need to see your handsome uniform better!

Get em @ask-141s-underpaid-medic

-🏴‍☠️

OH GOD NO. PLEASE. PLEASE NOT AGAIN. OH MY GOD IM SURROUNDED BY ENEMIES

[ask-private-141]

⚠️‼️(Reminder to this community. To read someone’s boundaries. If someone says no NSFW. then don’t say weird shit. Now my account? I don’t mind. But not everyone does, you have eyes, use them to read. The same thing you did to make that ask. These people are real people. Not just the character they play!) ‼️⚠️

This is not exactly for my account but other accounts. It’s weird. 😟 how do you type that shit out and go “yk! This is so okay and cute!” It’s not. This was made for other people who may be afraid to speak up for backlash. Well I am not. Please read people’s bio/boundaries. Thank you kindly. we’re all human here.🫶💕😁

[johnprice-asks]

Hello, everyone! So on lifht of all the shit going down, a lot of blogs are going inactive or are generally deleting their accounts.

Its horrible watching what was once meant to be a fun little thing in the corner of the internet rise in popularity so fast and then get toxic.

It’s hard to create and control a community like this. I, myself, got about 200 followers in the first five/seven days of posting on here so obviously its going to be hard to block the hate because of how large my follower count is really getting but please, not-so-politely fuck off if your just here to be an ass.

I will be making a community that you all can join so we can try and move ourselves generally apart from the main community and so we have more or less free range of the tags we use.

Anons will not be turned off on my account but I will be blocking any anons that try to spread hateful or inappropriate media.

It’s so sad its come to this but i do love and thank all of you that are nice and send all the lovely asks i get, and hopefully everyone else gets.

That being said, Cap’n is pissed but is gonna do his best to try and help stop this.

[recruitskywalkersblog]

WHERE IS EVERYBODY YO??

I can’t be entertaining the whole base, IF THE WHOLE BLOODY BASE IS MISSING 😰

Then again…if I’m alone…I can set up so many traps and pranks

[sgt-garrison]

(he sets a bowl of popcorn on the coffee table and takes a seat on the couch, sifting through movies with the TV remote.)

terminator, terminator, terminator........

(He’s stretched out on the couch, back against an arm rest as he watches the man scroll through the options on screen)

Mm.. excited, are y’a?

[lieu-ghostriley]

What's your favorite movie genre? Mine are specifically like B list movies or somewhat shitty ones, they're so fun and silly.

Horror movies. I know, surprisin’ for a bloke like me…

Th’ nitty gritty, gross movies. Grave Encounter is m’ favorite. Still tryin’ to convince Soap to come n’ watch it wit’ me.

[feta-the-med]

A werewolf boy was digging through the trash desperate for food .. "cmon gotta be something to keep me going before the full moon"

@silas-dogboy

Feta walks outside to get some air between paperwork, she could swear price was trying to kill her with the level of paperwork she was getting.

She glanced over at the rustling in the bin. Were those damn raccoons back?

Actually no. Scratch that. That was a child.

"Uhmm... Hey?"

[sgt-soap]

What are the funniest variations of your call sign that the others have called you?

-📚

noo funny... bit the maist popular vairety roond is... foap...

[lay-z]

I agree with Simon being a good test run for soft domming.

I also have a theory that Johnny would just short circuit if I called him a good boy at the right moment. Like, brain would just blue screen and he'd be a puddle.

Kyle could go either way, I think. And I'm not sure about Price, but my gut says he'd be a no.

-🦦

I think Johnny would get a bit too excited there and end up domming you somehow; bending you over the nearest surface and taking you to Pound Town™️ while whimpering in your ear to call him a good boy again.

Kyle would find it funny and agree to play along—but in a borderline condescending way, only to end up liking it A LOT. He'll start out all smug, like "Aw, you want to call the shots tonight, princess? Alright then, show me what you got.", and by the end, he's staring at the ceiling, wide eyed and his mind blown.

It will take a lot of begging and coaxing and pouting to get Price to submit, though it somehow doesn't feel quite right when he does cave in to sub for you. However, when he makes the mistake of introducing his old mate to you, it doesn't take long for you and Nikolai to gang up on your man—and suddenly you're having much more fun while Nik helps you to make Price squirm and whimper so deliciously. Heh.

[private-boots]

OPEN RP

TW: Blood and torture

Pt.3

It had been a week now. As Boots sat on the cold stone in the corner of her cell, she could think of nothing but regret that she had survived the fall. She even regretted that she had been born.

Her whole body and soul trembled as she curled up in the corner, holding the sides of her head, blood slowly seeping out of between her fingers.

"Stop, stop, stop, stop..." - she muttered endlessly.

The music I Think They Call This Love by Matthew Ifield had been echoing continuously in the large concrete building that had about a hundred cells, ever since they had brought her here. Not too loud, but just loud enough to be heard through plugged ears.

All I dream of is your eyes,

all I long for is your touch,

and darling something tells me that's enough...

The private just stared straight ahead, breathing softly and clutching the place of her missing ears.  Every ten seconds, apart from the music, another prisoner's cry could be heard... her comrades...

The bandits found her in a creek among the rocks after she fell out of the helicopter at the start of the mission a week ago and brought her here with the other survivors after everything was taken from her. Boots had no idea where she was, but she suspected it was one of the hellholes. The people here... were used for a lot of things. Boots became what they called a "warehouse girl". When an IAD got bored, he would go into a warehouse girl's cell and... do whatever he wanted with them. Whether it was to interrogate them or something else.

Of course, the music never stopped. The private wasn't sure if any of her platoon members had already been spitting out information, but she hadn't given up yet.

She pulled her bare feet as close to her as possible, bleeding from her nose and ears, her shirt soaked in blood around her chest...

Then she heard something familiar. The lock clicked and she looked up, eyes vacant, still shaking. There was an IAD who visited her regularly. A man who always had a shemagh wrapped around his head. He closed the cell door behind him and looked at the pieces of skin lying on the floor in front of Boots.

"Aw, that won't help you much that you cut off your own ears,"- he said before stepping closer.

"You know your job."

He was almost touching Boots when the sound of explosions and machine gun fire broke the sound of the music. A glimmer of hope appeared in the private's soul as she saw another IAD fall to the ground from multiple gunshots to the chest outside the bars of her cell.

[ghostasks]

*sniff sniff* oh, yeah. You reek of daddy issues. *sniff* and bourbon. *sniff* and tea?

I feel deeply offended that the tea wasn’t the first thing you smelt. Surely the daddy issues can’t be that bad.

[ask-roachsanderson]

Would you rather...

Never be able to play Rock, Paper, Scissors again or never be able to see the team again

I...hm...well...

*side eyes @soap-askblog @ghost-askblog @ask-gaz @johnprice-asks *