#cod laswell

[verdantcreek]

happy lesbian LASWELL visibility week 💕

[liamthemailman]

happy valentines bouquet from the 141

also

featuring the babygirl to ever grace the earth

[whatupcherry]

i love laswell but i feel like if she looked at me for just a second id feel like she was disappointed in me

i love scary women btw

[saturncodedstarlette]

Laswell : Hi, everybody. Sorry to barge in on your meal.

Y/N : It’s alright, would you like some spaghetti? It’s delicious.

Laswell : Did John make it?

Y/N : No, it’s all me.

Laswell, sitting down : I’d love some!

Captain Price, side eyeing :

[gamergirlbonestaskforce141riot]

It's a proxy war, John. We're all just pawns in this.

[cynthplop]

laswell being cool content: where? 

[blingblong55]

I can see her -141

Reader found out its lesbian visibility week....

R/N: why is everyone making memes about lesbians?

Gaz: it's lesbian visibility week

Soap: Price made it clear last week

Ghost: it was even on his weekly newsletter

R/N: does that mean I can finally see Laswell?

Soap: ....w-what?

R/N: lesbians aren't invisible this week, isn't that right?

Gaz: *sighs* I don't think you get it

R/N: why do they make lesbians invisible!? *cries*

Price: *walking in with Laswell, sees R/N and walks back out with her*

R/N: oh my god she won't be seen again! *sobs*

[shyravenns]

Some Farah and Laswell doodles bc honestly there isn’t enough fanart of these two

[hereisrachel]

This one is specific okay,

But imagine being in poly relationship with task force when you and Gaz are getting married, all of you have tears stained faces, your makeup completely ruined, while Gaz is sniffing and trying to get to tell his vows, Soap holding onto Ghost's arm, you two really remind him of the day when he and Ghost got married.

Ghost trying stop his tears from coming as they continue to flow, Nikolai and Laswell trying to calm Price down, the whole scene is 40 minutes long because none of them can settle themselves down.

After a while, Laswell and Nikolai are watching Soap completely rip the dance floor after, as they stated, he cried the most.

[harveywritings92]

[College Au: Laswell and Price are judging a classical literature Diorama presentation.]

Price: First up is König and R/n’s presentation: The grapes of wrath?

[König and R/n stand by a pile of Grapes wearing safety goggles.]

R/n: These are the grapes..[hands König a mallet.]

König: And this is the wrath! 

[König brings mallet down on the pile, sending grape juice everywhere, some of it splashes on Price and Laswell’s clothes]

Laswell: Hm, C-....

[They move on König and R/n high-five as Laswell and Price approach Ghost and Soap’s table.]

Price: Next is Riley and MacTavish, with...Charlie and the chocolate fac- 

{Price is confused when he looks down at nothing?}

Laswell, holding the box up:...This is just an empty box??

[Soap who’s hands and mouth are covered in chocolate looks downs ashamed. While Simon has his head down, face buried in his hands.]

Ghost: I begged you to look at ours first!.... I begged you!?

[underyourbedtoday]

you cut your finger and they,

lick the blood off : nikolai, soap, Gaz

kiss it better : ghost (dying on this hill), gaz, Laswell, rudy, Alejandro

Are not impressed : price (is amused tho), Laswell, graves, rudy

[houseoftroi]

Laswell

[saturncodedstarlette]

Captain Price, drinking tea :

Laswell, also drinking tea :

The rest of the 141 creating chaos :

Laswell, turns to Price : How many kids do you have?

Captain Price, does a dad sigh :

Captain Price : Biologically? Emotionally? Or legally?

Captain Price, continues drinking tea :

🍵

Laswell, sees the fondness in his weary eyes :

[ms-rampage]

COD characters as dogs from my work

I work as an animal caretaker at a pet adoption center

[141 edition]

König - Legend (German Shepherd/Great Dane mix)

Valeria - Little Lady (Pitbull terrier)

Laswell - Mae (Pitbull terrier/Dogo Argentino mix)

Farah - Kuma (Akita) [She forever has my heart, and I love her]

[loadedberetta]

so we all agree that yes the boys would make hell on earth to make sure you're safe.

but Kate Laswell... Kate Laswell will rain hellfire down on every inch of the planet and unleash carnage from deep inside her soul that consumes her every fiber in a combusting flash if it meant a fickle chance to try and save you.

her rage would know no bounds, no matter of money or intimidation, no secretary, no general, hell, no government could look her in the eyes if your wellbeing was at stake.

if you think you know protective, I have to inform you, you don't know Kate Laswell yet. you don't know the hand of the CIA, the phantom behind the desk who moves mountains with a few keystrokes on her computer.

and boy if it gets dirty; her bullets will always find their proper place lodged in the skulls of those who oppose her. her blade will cry with joy as she digs it into the jugular of every person stupid enough to stand between you and her.

because she promised you. she promised by the altar, didn't she? and she'll gladly teach the vow to anyone; even if it takes weeks, and them being strapped to a goddamn chair in a Wyoming basement, she will. until they recite it, humiliated as they're reminded of what they tried to take from her; You.

and once the clouds roll over, and she holds you in her arms again, hands caressing your beaten face, then will she know peace again. blood clings to her hands and burns like acid, but it's all so fickle in comparison to your presence... united with her again.

your presence washes away the carnage and makes everything right and whole again. fingers interlocking as she basks in the moment, your chest heaving with adrenaline-filled thumps of your heart still.

until parted by death. and if it's what it takes; she'd defeated every mortal enemy so far, what more is Death.

[callsignfate]

Laswell x Sarcastic Wife.

I have more to edit and post, I planned to post it yesterday, but guess who had to go to the emergency dentist and get a molar removed? Me! I was in a ton of pain, and it's still sore today, but I'm going to try to write and edit.

Tw: Sexual innuendo and slight bickering. She/her pronouns.

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As you sat on the small couch in Kate's office, you observed her working diligently. The constant ticking of the office clock and the rustling of papers had become a familiar backdrop to your days, as your week together for your anniversary had been continually interrupted by work-related matters.

Kate was an epitome of efficiency. She managed her work with dedication, allocating some moments for you while maintaining her productivity. You often found solace in the peace and silence, appreciating the rare moments of quietude even though you wished for more interaction with Kate.

You contemplated offering to fetch her another cup of coffee, noticing her almost empty mug, when an unwelcome guest entered the room. This individual, seemingly of a higher rank, exuded an air of arrogance and indifference. His abrupt and disruptive entrance disturbed the tranquil atmosphere.

His attention turned towards Kate as he inquired about her progress, but something was off. She, who was known for her sharp and often sarcastic responses, appeared uncharacteristically compliant in her conversation with this man. Her uncharacteristic change piqued your curiosity.

Although you kept out of it, flitting between apps on your phone and a book you were reading until you heard his harsh words catch your attention.

"You need to work harder - maybe get rid of your... distraction," he muttered, emphasizing the last word with venom.

"Oh please, what's more distracting is that disco ball glare coming off that shiny ass head of yours," you muttered, keeping your eyes trained on the book as you took a dig at his obviously balding head.

"Excuse me?" He snapped, his feet taking a large step towards you in an attempt to intimidate you.

"The intimidation tactics won't work here, buddy. I'm lesbian, married, and have a very intimidating wife. You have absolutely no chance for your tactics to work. And while you may be taller, I can easily hit you in the nuts," you scoffed casually, finally looking up to see his face bright red and Kate's face in her hands with her head shaking in disapproval.

"Laswell, who is this sitting in your office? I want to speak to her higher-up. Now," he spat out as you began to laugh. He had no idea.

"That's my wife, and she doesn't technically have a higher-up. She doesn't work here anymore," Kate said calmly as she glanced over at you with a look of slight shock.

"Your wife has a mouth," the man said immediately after hearing he had no ground to try to punish you.

"And I use it every night," you said as you winked at Kate and went back to looking at your book. The small noise of shock he made before offering one parting word almost made you laugh.

"Just get it done," he shot out quickly before leaving the office immediately after.

"Interesting man, don't think he likes me," you said before Kate could get a word out. She shook her head and laughed, making you glance up at her from your book.

"Yeah, I don't think he likes you either," Kate said in between laughs.

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