#nikolai belinski x reader

[aethelwyneleigh27]

Orange Peel Theory With Cod Characters

Would they peel an orange for you? (Scenario based on the test from TikTok)

Characters Included: John Price, Simon "Ghost" Riley, John "Soap" MacTavish, Kyle "Gaz" Garrick, Alejandro Vargas, Rodolfo "Rudy" Parra, Valeria Garza, Farah Karim, Kate Laswell, Alex Keller, König, Kim "Horangi" Hong-jin, Keegan P. Russ, Gary "Roach" Sanderson, Nikolai Belinski, Philip Graves, Vladimir Makarov.

This is probably one of the only times I'll be using the color orange, AHAHAHAHA. As you can tell I wouldn't be okay with the camp half-blood uniform as an Aphrodite kid. Writing this as I'm sick with a cold, my nanny since childhood peeled my oranges for me while telling me to finish all of it because it's vitamin C.

Mansplaining this but the Orange Peel/Peeling Theory surrounding TikTok started with one girl talking about her experience with her ex peeling her oranges for her. It soon turned into a theory/test where people ask their partner to peel an orange for them, something as small and effortless as peeling an orange as that act of service represents their willingness to do things for their partner and if they refuse then that's seen as a red flag because it means that if they're unwilling to do that small thing for them then same case scenario for something big that requires a sacrifice.

They peel it for you almost immediately, no words needed, just you staring at the orange. Grabbing it from the bowl of fruits and meticulously tearing the skin with their thumbs, being careful not to make much of a mess and to not bruise the orange.

It's not a secret that they like to do this, offering other little things like opening doors for you, peeling the skin of apples if you don't feel like eating it and slicing it up for you with a multipurpose camping knife, putting their hand on the edge of a nearby cornered things so it wouldn't be as painful if you hit your head picking something up.

Characters: John Price, Simon "Ghost" Riley, John "Soap" MacTavish, Kyle "Gaz" Garrick, Farah Karim, Kate Laswell, Alex Keller, König.

Would tease you once you ask them to peel it for you but will peel it. Would even hand feed it to you, you have to give them a kiss for every orange they separate. If you tell them you don't like the pith (the white stringy part) then they'd take it off for you.

They probably would ask you to peel some for them too some time around soon but you're more than happy to do it for them.

Characters: John "Soap" MacTavish, Alejandro Vargas, Valeria Garza, König, Kim "Horangi" Hong-jin, Keegan P. Russ, Nikolai Belinski.

You probably should've worded it better, you told them you felt like an orange.. "I feel like a tomato" is what you hear back. You laughed and clarified that you felt like eating the fruit.

"Oh.." they stopped to think if you had any oranges at home at the moment and they got up and peeled it for you, bringing a plate back of two peeled and pulled apart oranges with a glass of water for you.

Characters: Kyle "Gaz" Garrick, Rodolfo "Rudy" Parra, Alex Keller, Gary "Roach" Sanderson.

He'd throw the orange at your head, telling you to peel it yourself.

Characters: Philip Graves, Vladimir Makarov.

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[frogchiro]

that post u reblogged about nikolai being this scary russian man has me swooning over him 😵‍💫

like sure he’s someone who u definitely don’t want to cross, but when he’s with u he’s so sweet. he whispers sweet talk in russian to u as he has his cock stuffed into u, cockwarming him as he takes a break from working on some mechanical work.

ur chest heaves and ur eyes water, eye lashes sparkling with tears as u babble from him to move, some other than slow thrusts.

but he shushes u, placing kisses on hickeys he’s gingerly sucked into ur neck and collarbone. ur wearing his jacket, the smell of him invading ur senses and his slurred but humbling words of his mother tongue r just enough to drive u over the edge <3

big burly russian man 😵‍💫😵‍💫

- 🛸

YES EXACTLY YOU GET IT UFO ANON

Nikolai while usually maintaining a chipper attitude, sometimes bordering on smug and teasing but with the people he holds dear? He is as caring as can be and will go to great lengths to protect them, especially for you, his pretty young lady :((

Nik will whisper sweet nothings in russian to you as he nuzzles into your neck to kiss it sweetly as you whimper and whine at the stretch of his huge cock lodged deep inside you. Even without moving you still feels the pleasurable sting of being filled to the brim with your lover, his tip nudging at the innermost parts of you making you whimper and clench, which pulls a deep, growly sound out of Nik and makes him nuzzle into you further. Just a slow, deep and comfortable lovers embrace full of love and trust♡

[sirenmoth]

Bookworm

Based of this post i made. GN Reader

AO3

If he was sure about one thing, it was your avid love and passion for reading, he could leave you with a book alone while a worked in his office or went to run errands and you wouldn't have moved at all, expect to change the position you were reading in. You were absorbed into your own private worlds, books of different genres layed scattered around the house, stacked up agaisnt each other on any surface you could find to place one, on overcrowed shelves and side tables, even tucked up against the wall on the floor.

It was cute to see you nosedeep in whatever book you were reading but it did concern him to some extent, he managed to sneak up on you a few times, having to physically drag you to eat or to rest your eyes.

Well, by sneaking, more like louding stomping around the house, purposley making as much noise as possible, still you sat and read undisturbed by his actions.

Nothing seemed to work, the amount of books now meant he's accidentally walked into a stack on the floor or nearly had a a few fall off the shelves they cluttered, "Are you planning on moving this anytime soon?" He asked, looking in you direction.

You sat on the sofa, a blanket over your legs and a book you were somehow already nearing half way through even though it was bought a week ago, laid open on your lap, not looking up from the words you were focusing on, you nodded absent mindlessly, eyes never leaving the paper back in front of you, turing the page to start the next chapter and curling up more under the blanket.

He sighed, knowing he wouldn't get an answer from you in a while, he couldn't complain about the placements, the only spare room in the house was turned into his at home office, his own space he can retreat to if needed, so getting mad that you turned the living room into your own space was wrong,

It was only fair you got your own space, an area where you could read and store your books without worry, and so he could easy know where you were.

After reaching the midway point of the novel, bookmarking it with the bookmark he bought you as a gift after you looked at him in disgust when he told you to dog-ear the page like he does, moving the blanket from your legs and stretched. Looking around, the lack of books around caught you off guard, it instantly became clear how clean and decluttered everything looked, like you could finally breathe after drowning for so long.

"Where'd all my books go?" you mutter to yourself, getting up from where you've been sitting for who knows how long, a noise from the sunroom caught your attention, it was at the far back of the house and neither you nor he used it for much other than storage.

Calling out to him, knocking on the door to the room before opening it, he stops you " Darling! Wait there, i wanna show you something." he called from inside, sounding a little out of breath, you sighed hoping it wasn't another one of his retreat rooms, "It's not done yet." a loud noise followed by the sound of him grunting, like he was moving something around.

Puzzled, you waited outisde the room, unsure of what was happening that was so important, "Have you seen my books?" you asked him from the other side of the door, crossing your arms over your chest, "I can't find them anywhere." you add. Finally the door opens just enough for him to squeeze out and to keep whatever was inside hidden, "What was that?" you question him again, even more confused than before.

He smiled at you, taking you hand in his, "I have seen you books, so don't be mad at me." he explained, "I found somewhere for you to put them, i know you have a habit of going into that pretty head of yours when reading." That explanation did nothing to help your curiosity. He motioned to you stand in front of the sunroom door, with him behind you.

"I hope you like it, took me hours." He kissed the back of your head, reaching out from behind you to open the door.

The sight in front of you left you speechless, a whole mini library was there, right in fron of your eyes. Taking a few steps into the now renovated room, taking in the sight, a double loveseat big enough to hold two people, was pushed up agaisnt the far right wall, complete with pillows and a throw blanket over the back of it. A singular arm chair in the left corner sat with its own pillow, propped neatly in the center of the chair. Bookshelevs, both refurbished and handmade lined every available wall, reaching upwards towards the ceiling and skylights, creating a warm and cozy feeling. A ladder, which you noticed was on a whell system, sat attache to the larger bookshelf in the room. A decent sized coffee table was placed in front of the double love set, already with a few book ready to be read.

A fair of arms snake their way around your waist, pulling you out of you dazed stated. "Do you like it? Thought you could have your own space to retreat and relax." he said, watching as your eyes looked from one thing to another, "I tried my best to order them how you like it, hopefully it's ok." sheepishly he smiled, his eyes never leaving your awestruck expression.

Turning to him with the biggest smile on your face he's ever seen, you hug him tightly, squeezing him as you buried you face in the crook of his neck, giving him chase butterfly kisses on his neck and jaw, each a silent thank you for his gift and effort. "I love it, thank you so much." you reply, letting go so you explore your new personal space, running you fingers over the polished sheleves, scaaning the small decor pieces and details he added, little trinkets he brought back for you from his travles.

He sat down on the sofa, watching in adoration as you wondered around your new private world, reading the titles off the spines of the books on the shelves, happy with himself and his work, ignoring the gnawing feeling that he'll have to possibly make a new section soon when you inevitably run out of space. You grabbed a book of one of the shelves and made your way over to him, settling down between his legs, getting comfortable with his back slightly agaisnt the back of the sofa and the armrest, one leg streched out on the loveseat with you perched in betweem his legs.

His arms were back around your waist the second you stopped moving, you grabbed the blanket and threw it over both of your legs, arranging so it covered you both completly, your back against his chest and his arms around your waist, you set the novel you choose down on your lap and opened it.

A sigh can be heard behind you, smiling softly to yourself, he's not moving anytime soon and you know he just figured that out. A few minutes after you opened the book, you feel another set of eyes peering over your shoulder at the pages in front of you, "Are you reading over my shoulder?" you playfully ask, earning a grunt in response. Giggling as you readjust the book, so he could totaly not read over your shoulder.

Whatever he had planned today wasn't going to happen and can wait, this is more important.

-- Simon "Ghost" Riley, Captian John Price, Nikolai Belinski, (you can really apply this to any F/O)

[widowswineapologist]

a/n: random assortment of hcs for the primis boys! slightly suggestive at times so proceed with caution. i left it kind of ambiguous as to whether this was canon au or modern au so have fun imagining whatever :33

primis richtofen:

♡ - he's the type to spend hours initially researching a very vague question he has and then it spirals into him researching something completely unrelated to said question. don't ask him how he got from reading about greek mythology to how bed bugs mate, he doesn't know.

♡ - (also don't ask him how bed bugs mate.)

♡ - for some strange reason, for as long as he could remember, he just gets the most random and inconvenient of nosebleeds. it has happened so often that he's grown to just be mildly annoyed by it at best and he usually has tissues on hand just in case. for him, this is entirely normal, but one time he got a nosebleed while he was talking to you and you freaked out and he had to reassure you he wasn't dying.

♡ - richtofen always wants to be the smartest guy in the room, but he kind of goes feral whenever you correct him. intelligence is already an extremely attractive trait to him, and passion compliments it greatly. the slight humiliation he feels for being wrong is quickly forgotten when he sees that fire in your eyes as you lecture him.

♡ - if you're not able to read or speak german, he is... not exactly going to teach you. what he is going to do, however, is randomly hand you a slip of paper with what seems to be utter gibberish scribbled on it, and he'll simply ask you to say the word with a completely serious expression. and then he is going to cackle like a witch when you say it wrong. he enjoys the little things.

primis dempsey:

♡ - he's really bothered by how much he can't remember about himself, so as a substitute, he tries to remember everything he can about you. it's incredibly sweet and thoughtful sometimes, but occasionally it creeps you out that he can recall some extremely niche and easily forgettable detail you revealed about yourself in passing several months ago.

♡ - throughout his life, he's had a habit of just... randomly falling off his bed in the middle of the night. he has no idea why it happens, he's just grown accustomed to waking up on the floor with his blankets trying their best to keep him tethered to the mattress. it truly is a sight to behold.

♡ - what dempsey lacks in book smarts, he makes up for in street smarts. he knows a bunch of strange life hacks, random bits of information about generally niche topics, weird remedies for certain illnesses, the works. (if any of you have seen breaking bad, he's kinda got jesse vibes in that regard LMAO)

♡ - he doesn't do it anymore, but during the earlier stages of your relationship, he really liked pushing your buttons. once, in the midst of an argument, you slapped him, and after the initial shock wore off, you frantically tried to apologize, only to be met with the marine giving you a lazy smirk. he wore the red handprint on his face like a badge of honor.

♡ - (you've asked him multiple times if he's a masochist or something and he never gives you a straight answer.)

primis nikolai:

♡ - that one guy that just always has random resources on him for virtually no discernable reason. you need batteries? he's already reaching into his pockets. you need a toothpick? it's your lucky day, he's got a pack of them right here. hell, you need matches? he's fishing an entire box out of his bag.

♡ - nikolai has a strange habit of taking in stray animals. he literally can't help it, he sees a cute, fuzzy little creature in need and he's dropping everything to assist the little guy. it's a little sweet watching him take care of animals like puppies or kittens, but he brought home a bear cub once and that's when it became a problem. you do kind of miss mishka though.

♡ - his upper body strength is INSANE. it's not news to anyone, not even you, but it was a little shocking when nikolai asked you to sit on his back while he was doing push-ups. and he did a good amount of them!! if he noticed your shocked expression when he was done, he didn't mention it, but he does subtly flex in front of you every once in a while. what? he's just proud of his physique.

♡ - it might just be because of where he grew up, but he's always checking if you're cold or not, especially during the night. the second you say yes, he's dropping everything to find you a better coat, or blanket, or he even gives you his gloves. he doesn't want you to be cold :( you're always welcome to leech off his body heat too.

primis takeo:

♡ - the proud owner of a very impressive and vast collection of bladed weapons. he prefers swords by a long shot, but even he can't turn away from a well-forged knife. it would probably be concerning if it was literally anyone else, but it's takeo so it's cool.

♡ - a relationship with takeo is an extremely slow burn, but once you've finally crossed that threshold, takeo is in it for life. he takes the term "ride or die" very seriously, and he's willing to do nearly anything for you. takeo would even kill for you if asked. anything to make you happy. anything to keep blood off your hands.

♡ - takeo is very graceful and collected in all aspects of life, except for the first few minutes after he wakes up. his brain tends to lag behind during those moments and sleep still has a tight hold on him, so it results in him looking completely and utterly bewildered as he takes in his surroundings. sometimes he mutters incomprehensible things in japanese during this, and it's hard to keep yourself from laughing. he's kind of embarrassed by it once he fully wakes up.

♡ - he will NEVER admit it, but he has entertained the thought of being a house husband before. what he found even more embarrassing, however, was that he realized he would be very good at it. he's a good cook, he's a god at keeping things neat and tidy, and he would enjoy having time to himself for a while. takeo will never bring this up, but if you do, he's down for it.

[local-crying-boy]

John Price X Nikolai X Fem!Reader

𝐇𝐨𝐦𝐞, 𝐚𝐭 𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐭

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Pairing: John Price X Nikolai X Fem!Reader

Genre: One-shot, smut

Warnings: choking, smut, threesome, no specified pronouns but p in v sex

Summary: John and Nikolai get back from deployment and they have missed you greatly

Word Count: 352

A/n: A short one since I can’t be assed to write a whole smut, but I couldn’t get this out of my head :)

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You weren’t surprised when Nikolai and John came home overly affectionate, you never really were. It was not out of the usual when the pair of them came home after long days or busy days, hands immediately heading for your body, lips peppering soft kisses all over your face.

So, of course, when you ended up in bed, Nikolai behind you and Price in front of you, you were not surprised.

It didn’t take all that long either. Quick and meaningful kisses in between all the ‘I missed you’s and ‘I love you’s, gentle hands running along your body as you hugged, undoubtedly and inevitably turned into sloppy kisses, gentle hands turning into groping and harsh grabbing.

It was only a matter of time when you would end up in bed with them, just like you did most of the time.

─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ─── ─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ─── ─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ───

“Ah, fuck…” You whimpered out quietly, head hung back on Nikolai’s shoulder, his hand was around your neck as the other one squeezed your breast.

You could feel John slowly thrust in and out of you from the front, a hand grabbing and squeezing your breast as the other one rubbed and fondled with your thigh. Your long, soft moans only encouraged John to continue the unhurried rocking of his cock in your wet pussy.

Nikolai shushed you quietly, his lips just by your ear, the hushed noise sent shivers down your spine. “Relax, моя любовь…”

Although his words were to encourage you to stop your body from shaking and squirming, John’s slow thrusts only caused you to become more impatient, even more squirmy.

“You’re just perfect for us.” John groaned out against your lips as he leaned in, before planting soft and gently kissed your lips. “Just… perfect, all for us.”

You heard the gravelly, deep voice of Nikolai’s in your ear, his accent only causing chills down your spine with the mixture of the Russian accent and his deep voice. “C’mon, Любовь… Relax for us..”

“F-fffuck..” You breathed out once Nikolai’s grip around got tighter, not too much that it restricted you from breathing, but enough to make you lightheaded.

[madammidnightsblog]

I’m trying to get back into writing- I AM but…. Call Of Duty has been stuck in my head for months!! 😭😍 I’m starting to let my ADHD to take over and write for them along with everything else 🤭

Also, my husband, Nikolai is my main focus at the moment 😍

[eloisyw8]

*Kisses Primis Nikolai cause he is baby boy to me and he deserves it*

To you and all the primis nikolai fans 🫵

[ultimisnikolai]

Modern Warfare Fans stop posting abt MW Nikolai in the Nikolai Belinski Tag Challenge PLEASE

For those of you unaware Nikolai Belinski is NOT the full name of the Modern Warfare Nikolai- It’s the name of the COD Zombies Nikolai (MW Nikolai and the two Nikolai Belinskis in the CODZ universe are completely separate characters). I try to filter out MW tags so I can see things about the zombies Nikolai as best I can but a majority of what I see is still the MW Nikolai and honestly. With no malice intended it is driving me up the wall because I’m seeing a character mistagged in my favorite characters tag to the degree where I see more of the mistagged character than I see the actual one. So please. Modern Warfare fans I BEG YOU. Stop tagging MW Nikolai as Nikolai Belinski. They are completely seperate characters.

[angelwheat]

The Mundane and the Magic

༻ a codz x reader story ༺

➶ Origins // ❝ Becoming One With Madness, A Chaos To Embrace ❞

➶ Chapter Three , 4378 words

Just as that wicked book of worldly prophecies foretold, the four men arrived in orderly manner. All hostile, and with the same mission to capture him, as predicted.

But who is she?

Richtofen paced about, holding his head in his hands, palms covering his ears like he desperately needed to muffle the sounds of the world as he lost himself in a state of hysteria. Jaggedly, he drew in shallow breaths, his heart pounding like a beating drum as he panicked like never before. Numerous thoughts ran rampant through his mind, none of which he could stably focus on, except one.

“Who is she? She’s not supposed to be here.” Richtofen choked out a whisper.

His mind replayed the same image of the girl. Despite how he only caught a glimpse of her from over the American’s shoulder, he can clearly recall all of her flawless details.

Her stoic, defensive stance, ready to spring into action in a blink. An assault rifle clutched tightly in her delicate hands. Her hair was windswept and dampened by the pouring rain, but somehow making her features look striking. Her most memorable feature of all was that of her eyes, so sharp and deadly as she glared down the American, visibly intimidating him.

Shakily, Richtofen exhaled, sweeping a hand through his hair. Even in the harsh winter climate, the German still found beads of sweat collecting on his forehead.

The Kronorium lie open on a tabletop before him. For what felt like hours, Richtofen had skimmed through every detail inked on the pages, desperately searching for a minuscule detail about a girl, just a mere mention of a name perhaps. Resultantly, he was none the wiser of her origin.

Stepping away from the table, Richtofen let his head slump slightly, his eyes lazily falling shut as he pinched the bridge of his nose in frustration.

“This is just what I need.” He thought, a sigh slipping into the air in a cold mist.

Clambering and cluttering startled the German, instinctively reaching for his pistol as he noticed a stray zombie dragging itself out of a broken tomb in the wall. Landing itself on the floor with a hefty thud, the lofty creature staggered to its feet, and began lumbering towards Richtofen.

He raised his arm, squinting subtly as he stared down the barrel of the gun, and with ultimate precision, Edward fired a bullet directly through the zombie’s skull, sending splatters of blood flying askew, a few droplets landing on the exposed pages of the Kronorium.

Staring blankly as the creature crumbled into a heap of itself on the floor, Edward let his arm fall to his side, turning his nose up at the disgusting sight of the fallen undead soldier. He stepped over the zombie and headed towards the table, huffing when he noticed specks of blood painting the books’ pages.

An intrusive thought suddenly dawned on him, making his eyes shoot wide open in realisation.

“Did she even make it out of the bunker alive?” His mind yelled.

Ruminating on the thought of the bunker caving in on someone, or being trampled on by one of those giant robots, above all, had never made Richtofen cringe so badly before. He couldn’t put his finger on what made him this way now. A mere glimpse over someone else's shoulder was not enough to know the girl personally. So why did he grimace at the thought?

Despite how harsh it sounded in his mind, he didn’t care for her. She was merely a disruption to his storyline, someone that he convinced himself was of no interest, or better yet, of no gainful use to him.

But just why was a distant part of him longing to simply see her face again?

Deep down in his bitter heart, Edward felt guilty about abandoning the bunker so hastily. He was certain that the other men would save themselves, but was entirely unsure of her aftermath. Even if she did survive the collapse of the bunker, Edward stirred on the thought of the undead chasing her down, or even the thought of the other men interrogating her. Or worse...

He flipped the cover of the book over in a huff, closing it so harshly to emit a shrilling slap to bounce off the walls, now standing alone with the feeling of defeat.

-X-

The undead swarmed the land in higher numbers than ever before, becoming increasingly difficult to battle as the torrential rain battered the grounds.

Mutated soldiers, clad in heavy armour equipped with flame-throwers built into their steel suits, proved a monstrosity to defeat. With no logical plan devised at such a short notice, the foursome resulted in almost depleting their entire stock of ammunition when it hunted them down.

Waves of zombies fluctuated endlessly, rarely allowing the foursome a chance to rest. However, during that time they had managed to restore power to the barren lands, using the generators dotted scarcely.

Rain drenched their clothes, virtually weighing them down like anchors with their heavy gear strapped to their bodies. Keeping close by to one another, seemed to be their only tactic for survival at this point, for the gushing rain acted as a sheet they could hardly see through at long distance.

“We can’t keep fighting in these conditions!” The girl shouted over the deafening sounds of rain and gunfire.

“Do you have any better ideas?” Dempsey yelled, not intending for his words to sound so harsh towards her.

Nikolai sent Dempsey a death-glare when he heard his bitter tone again, however, the American failed to notice.

“She’s right. We’ll be ambushed.” The Russian retorted loudly.

Dempsey sent a scoff the Russian’s way.

Fortunately at that moment, the hordes seem to ease, with just a few stray zombies staggering towards them, making it much simpler to take them down from a distance.

The girl reloaded her rifle, as did the men standing nearby, counting their munitions. Just before Takeo sheathed his katana, he noticed a zombie limping towards them. Towards her...

She stood with her head bowed from the rain, preoccupied with stocking her weapons and adjusting her gear. That’s when the creature’s pace quickened as it caught sight of her.

“Behind you, (Y/n).” He warned, but the girl only faintly heard him.

Takeo lunged forward when the zombie neared dangerously close, coming up beside her, his stance stretched as he unsheathed his blade in a flash, his movements swift and majestic as he sliced the creature’s head clean off its body.

The girl had jumped back startled by the sudden movements, placing a hand over her racing heart. He peered at her, somewhat anxiously, noticing her staring back with her mouth agape ever so slightly

“Thanks, Takeo.” She breathed.

She watched Takeo as he pinched and dragged two fingers across the length of his blade, wiping away blood flay. He gave her a single affirmative nod in response.

A disruptive sound of someone harshly clearing their throat made the girl spin on her heel, her expression quickly changing into a look of disapproval as she immediately glared at Dempsey, who pretended to be observing his knife in his hands. Nikolai stood a fair distance to the side of the American, smiling weakly when she looked his way.

The girl stepped forward towards the trio of men that came together.

“Looks like we have a break.” She surmised, looking between the boys eyeing her intently. “But there’s no way I’m gonna see through another horde like that without ammo.”

Dempsey agreed, nonchalantly motioning to his own weapon. “Me, too. My gun’s empty.”

(Y/n) hummed. “Perhaps loading everything you had into that armoured zombie wasn’t the best idea.”

“What was I supposed to do? That thing was backing you into a corner.” The American reasoned, immediately regretting his choice of words when she looked at him in surprise.

“Well, it’s nice to know you’re looking out for me.” She feigned a smug grin, sending a rosy hue across his face.

Nikolai couldn’t help the smile that spread across his face when he heard her witty comment, looking back at her sheepishly when the girl glanced at him.

Takeo studied his surroundings, ignoring the bickering. The mound central of the dig site had piqued his interest the moment the girl handed him the map in the church. Judging from that map, there was a site underground still to explore, and a German to find, above all.

“Perhaps we should search the mound.” Takeo’s suggested, intervening the bickering.

In unison, everyone turned to the mound just a short walk away.

She walked up to stand beside the Asian, looking up towards the mound over-towering the grounds.

“Takeo’s right.” She agreed. “We haven’t searched there yet.”

Takeo’s heart skipped a beat at the sound of his name rolling of her tongue so lusciously, but desperately pushed his fondness aside, scolding himself for a brief moment of defocus on his mission.

“Maybe we’ll find the German up there.” Nikolai added in his gruff voice, shrugging his shoulders.

Dempsey grumbled. “I fucking hope so.”

(Y/n) trudged ahead of the men as they began walking up narrow wooden slopes, as pathways seeming more like scaffolding, leading to the core of the mound.

She dared not to peek over her shoulder, for she was already aware of the very obvious eye-balling from the American. She could feel his stare. Those gorgeous blue eyes of his, roaming freely over her body. She hated just how much it flustered her.

‘Ignore him. Just focus on your mission.’ She told herself.

Kicking rocks and debris aside with her boot, the girl stepped into the centre of the mound. Tower stone pillars arched acutely at the tip, embedded with patches of a illuminated blue substance, circled the area in which they stood. A machine, appearing as a short ancient sculpture made of stone, with a skull embedded in its design above a carved and hallowed out slit in the middle. Upon further inspection, there were gears inside. Just what the machine was used for, left the crew speculating. But presumably it had a higher purpose than any other machine they had seen, for it was protected at the top of the mound.

They wandered warily for a moment, until Nikolai called out.

“There is an entrance into some tunnels here.” He spoke generally to all present, but glanced to the girl specifically.

She was the first to wander over to the Russian, looking downwards at a gaping hole in the ground, with a wooden pathway leading further inside what seemed like a cave. Dempsey and Takeo soon followed, taking a look at the makeshift path themselves, the interior of the room lacking any light source.

“This is just what that map had drawn on it...” She trailed off, looking back at Takeo who nodded in agreement.

Prepared to enter the crypt, the girl keenly took a step forward, only to be met with Dempsey’s arm swiftly reaching across her to block her path.

“Hold it, missy.” He smirked. “I got this.”

She scoffed as Dempsey instantly moved a step forward when the sound of a shotgun cocking made him halt abruptly.

“Says the man with no ammunition.” Nikolai asserted, sounding unimpressed.

Without a word, Nikolai trudged past Dempsey, not even batting an eye in his direction. If he had, the Russian would have seen the way he glowered at him.

(Y/n) followed in Nikolai’s footsteps hastily. Down a rickety narrow slope, he lead them into a catacomb of ancient ruins, embellished with sovereign monuments, and no light to illuminate the place, but that of rocks carved to bare the very same glowing blue mineral they had seen in countless places about the grounds.

Dempsey and Takeo came just after the girl, observing the site of the ruins cautiously. Heading further down, an array of cluttered tables and workbenches came into view, with prehistoric artefacts lying on top, and a tall raven-haired man standing hunched slightly before them.

The girl instantly recognised the man, shoving her way past Nikolai and storming towards him.

“There you are, you slippery bastard!” Her shrilling voice echoed, bouncing off the walls and startling him.

Her pace quickened to reach the German. Grabbing his arm firmly, she spun him around, nearly tripping him over his own feet, and shoved him forcefully back into the table, emitting a crash and strangled yelp from him on impact

Utter fear spread across his face when she grasped him firmly by his shirt collar, his breath hitching when her face came inches from his.

“You’ve got some serious explaining to do!” She spat in fury. “Do you know what hell we’ve been through?”

Had the girl peered over her shoulder in that moment, she would have seen the confound faces of the men behind her. Each of them astounded by her ferocity and will to confront a mad man so closely. Especially the Russian, who was visibly flustered by her sudden burst of ferity.

Shoving herself away from the German, he saved himself from toppling back from her hard push, panting from where his breath held hitched.

Richtofen briefly appeared to be gawking at her. From where his mouth hung agape as he drew in quick breaths, his eyes enlarged and startled, he almost lost himself in a daze if not for a brute American accent catching his attention.

“Are you gonna let us in on what’s going on here?” Dempsey urged angrily. “What are those things?”

Richtofen knew just what he was talking about. Those stalking, filthy, rotten corpses...

“There is no time to explain.” He retorted in a panic, turning his back to them.

Weapons cocking in unison made the German freeze. His body stiffened as he warily pivoted, more so glancing over his shoulder to see his intruders standing with their weapons locked on him. The girl stood a small distance in front of the men, glaring him in the eye.

He sheepishly shifted his gaze between them all as he stuttered, “Uh- We need to start up the conversion generators.”

“Already done it.” She snapped, her jaw clenching.

Richtofen began to sweat, feeling his state of fret exacerbate. The intensity of her stare running up and down him wavered his composure.

“Then we must leave here. They will return soon.” Richtofen urged, placing his hand atop the Kronorium.

The girl had noticed the way he protected it from the beginning, only raising her suspicions.

“We? Yeah right.” Dempsey’s sarcastic voice made the German look his way.

She turned her head slightly, speaking over her shoulder. “Dempsey, as much as I hate to disagree with you right now, he’s right.”

Both Dempsey and Nikolai countered her words with a quick moment of shock, also noticing Takeo gazing at her in surprise when she spun around to face the men directly.

“Let’s face it,” She began to voice. “He’s probably the only man alive who knows this place in and out.”

“He’s the enemy, (Y/n).” Dempsey told, a blank look on his face.

“And you’re also my enemy.” She retorted, looking at each man individually. “But I think surviving is more important right now, don’t you think?”

Dempsey fought the urge to storm off at her argument, but mysteriously, he felt the need to keep his eyes glued to the German at all times. As well as Nikolai and Takeo, Dempsey noticed an unsettling glint to his eye, something that he didn’t like. Especially when he watched the German take a gander at the girl when her back was turned to him. It riled him up inside.

The trio she faced shared an irritated expression, to which they all looked at each other, silently agreeing with her.

Sternly, she spoke. “We still need ammo, remember.”

Richtofen hesitantly piped up. “There are a few ammunition stashes that I know of.”

(Y/n) pivoted when she heard the German’s voice, instantly noticing the way he stared at her, merely observing him as he straightened his posture. The pleading look in the German’s eye almost made the girl pity him.

Richtofen knew rightfully in his own mind that he was untrustworthy for his actions in account of participating in obliterating civilization entirely. However, here and now, the girl he was faced with seemed to be the only one that was wise enough to be sensible about the situation. He found himself admiring her for that.

“I could show you where those stashes are.” There was a faint hint of apprehensiveness in Richtofen’s tone.

Despite how he spoke predominantly to the foursome before him, the way his eyes settled on the girl virtually pleaded for her accord only.

Dismissing the dirty looks she received when she peered over her shoulder, (Y/n) gave a single nod to the German.

“Lead the way.”

-X-

Searching for ammunition stashes proved to be more than just a simple task. As well as fending off hordes of the undead, throughout the entirety of any break they were granted, bickering ensued between the boys, typically instigated by Dempsey.

If not for the girl’s voice of reasoning, and will to clap back at his sarcasm, the American would never stop talking. Although, it almost seemed that Dempsey was making witty remarks on purpose, to spark a reaction from her, for his own enjoyment. Especially when she would flash a smirk his way, Dempsey knew it stirred a disapproving reaction from Nikolai and Takeo.

Remaining a short distance ahead, Richtofen led the group across muddy trails, evidently cautious of his every step as he peered downwards to avoid slipping. A couple of times, the German made wary glances over his shoulder, presumably to check that he was still being tailed. But unbeknownst to the group, he was secretly admiring her.

Richtofen was baffled at how anyone could remain so well-presented and fiercely composed in the face of madness. The way she carried herself, standing tall, her eyes always level with her enemies, braving the undead with not a glimmer of fear in her eye.

Leading them into a dimly lit and cluttered bunker, Richtofen stepped quickly inside, the girl following a few steps behind.

“Here.” The German moved aside, motioning to towers of wooden crates and metal cases.

The men had trudged in wearily behind, their eyes fixated on the German entirely.

“Take all the supplies that you need.” Richtofen told before walking away to another area within the bunker.

“You guys go ahead and stock up.” (Y/n) said quietly, all the while eyeing Richtofen as he moved a lantern onto a workbench he stood by.

She listened to the numerous footsteps sounding behind her as the trio hastily made their way over to the supply crates.

Intently, she observed the German for a moment, watching as he fumbled to pull things from crates and boxes nearby, moving so jaggedly, that he was bound to trip over his own feet as he went from table to table almost in a fret. She squinted, merely eyeing him with a puzzled look on her face.

Why did he seem so unbothered by the fact that four people were just trying to kill him?

And how did she find herself getting lost in a daze as she admired him from afar?

Despite how she only viewed him from behind, her eyes were roaming freely over him while he had his back turned. His figure was tall and broad at the shoulders, yet slightly slimmer, and narrower at the waistline than the other men. Clad in a white shirt, dulled and dampened in colour by the rain, presented neatly with a light murky green waistcoat over the top. Her eyes followed down the length of his figure, eyeing his rear for a minute longer than she dared to admit, and further down his lanky legs.

She tugged at the collar of her coat, all of a sudden finding the garment restricting as her face heated up, her face boldly flushed a cherry hue.

“(Y/n).” A voice called, making her jump back to reality.

Spinning on her heel, the girl was faced with Dempsey eyeing her with a stupid smirk on his face. She crossed her arms, sheepishly making eye contact as her face heated up even more when Dempsey’s smirk transformed into a small grin.

“You know, for a guy you’ve just met-” He began.

“Yeah, yeah, save it.” The girl hastily cut his words short, huffing in annoyance.

The American’s cocky demeanour really grated her... In a strange way that made her cheeks red and heart flutter.

“You oughta get yourself suited up.” Dempsey urged.

Wiping a hand over her face, she lazily walked towards the men situated by the supply stash. Nikolai perched on the corner of a large crate, a smile tugging at his lips when she glanced at him as she walked up beside him. She began rummaging around the crate, chewing her lip as she thought to herself.

Nikolai observed her with curiosity and awe. For a girl extensively trained with firearms, one would not expect to see such a delicate touch. She stocked her weapons magazine to its limit, her agility and precision astounding as her movements flowed steadily with each bullet she loaded.

The girl had clocked his attentive stare from the moment she began restocking her weapons, silently pleading Nikolai hadn’t noticed the way she had almost fumbled with the bullets between her fingers, almost finding the thought of those gorgeous blue eyes of his, watching her intently to be disruptive.

“You work with absolute precision.” Nikolai commented, faintly startling her with his gruff accent.

She met his eyes and for a brief moment the Russian appeared anxious before he babbled again.

“I mean you have very steady hands. Unlike myself-” He mumbled the last few words with a nervous chuckle.

Almost smugly, she hummed. “I beg to differ.”

Nikolai gave her a sheepish grin, to which she returned a soft smile.

Just as the atmosphere seemed tranquil, clambering and cluttering emitted from the other room. Startled, the girl spun on her heel, standing bravely with her pistol raised before her, but hesitantly lowering her weapon when a series of curses in German tumbled out in annoyance. She rolled her eyes and returned her gun to its holster.

“The German seems... skittish.” Nikolai commented under his breath, although loud enough for the girl to hear.

“You’re telling me.” She crossed her arms, slouching back on a supply crate.

The Russian seemed to lowly chuckle to himself, causing the girl to raise a brow. She kept her gaze fixated on the doorway in which lead to Richtofen, somewhat expecting him to step out in a flurry.

“Perhaps he is scared you’ll threaten him again.” Nikolai quipped.

She laughed faintly.

“Well, perhaps he should tell us what we’re all doing here.” She raised her voice slightly, intentionally for the German to hear.

Her voice caught the attention of the other men present, each of them directing their line of vision to the doorway Richtofen soon stepped through.

The German appeared windswept with his untamed hair, presumably running his hands through it often. Frustration was apparent on his face as his brows scrunched faintly. His sharp eyes fell on her instantly, his gaze virtually scrutinizing her for disturbing him.

Takeo and Dempsey stood somewhat defensively nearby, apprehensive of the German’s next move.

“What’s going on here, Doc?” The American growled in annoyance, asserting harshness on his medical title.

Richtofen huffed, straightening his posture.

“The state of the universe is facing a collapse.” Edward told bluntly, knowing rightfully his explanation was bound to be called out.

He was met with three blank faces, followed by a dramatic eye-roll and unimpressed chuckle from the American. The German glowered at him, and with a huff, continued to speak.

“All of you may want to reconsider your mission-” Edward made a quick, apprehensive glance to the floor. “For it is essential that we move as one, for the sake of survival.”

The girl observed the men, noticing that Dempsey was verging on bursting with an interjection for the German, his lips pressed into a line and his fists clenched certainly proved it.

“We’re just supposed to take your word on that and get along as friends?” Dempsey’s almost growled.

“No.” The German clapped back. “I’m expecting you to take my word so that you can ensure that you won’t die.”

(Y/n) gazed to the floor as she smirked at his blunt comeback.

Richtofen huffed. “There are urgent matters we must attend to, and I can tell you more in due time-”

His eyes darted between the foursome before him, in turn eyeing him sceptically.

“But, trust me, I do not speak lightly when I say that there’s a war to be won.”

[incorrect-zombies-quotes935]

Primis Addition

*Overheard after roughly round 6*

Nikolai: Does Nikolai really taste that good?

Y/N: Wanna find out? 😏

[yourvirtualgoddessforlife]

Hello and happy new year! If your requests are open, can you please write for Primis Edward Richtofen and his s/o reader who wants to take him stargazing? They do it to help his mind relax and it slowly evolves into accidently falling asleep under them (thank gosh Nikolai was on watch duty). P.S. Edward is the little spoon

All of the stars

Primis Edward Richtofen x g/n reader

A/N: I'm screaming you don't understand how much I love this man 😍

Most likely spelling mistakes as I'm writing on mobile right now (I'm at home sick) but I'll spell check and edit tomorrow

Thank you for the request!

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It was an unusual request. Certainly not the strangest he'd heard but that didn't stop him from being thrown off guard. If any of the others had of asked he would of laughed at them and checked them over to made sure they were still rational but when you asked.

"Edward! Come and join me, I want to stargaze."

He laughed and took a moment to process. "Is now really the right time? The others--"

"When else do we get time?" You scrutinised him, noise scrunching. "Nikolai is on watch so we can sneak away for at least a couple of minutes."

He wasn't surprised that he relented. Part of his mind is convinced he'd stop everything and steal the moon for you if you asked. Smaller requests like spending time with him? Of course he'd follow you.

There wasn't anything around where the group decided to stay, hunkered down in a ruined farm house far away from any towns. There wasn't many places to go from here except from a hill by the edge of a forest on which you had already laid a blanket, of course you had planned this out.

Richtofen watched as you sat down crossed legged on the blanket and stared up at him expectantly. He imagines how odd he must look from your perspective, standing there with a confused expression. He was confused. You always confused him. He couldn't deny it. After a moment and a quick shake of his head to clear his mind he joined you on the blanket. He was stiff still unsure of how to act and not to mention he decided to sit across from you, the action making you laugh quietly.

"Here, Edward." You said patting the spot on the blanket next to you. He followed your instructions but slowly. By the time he'd sat where you'd asked, you decided to take the initiative and grab him around the torso and dragging him to lie down on the blanket, laughing as you land on top of him.

It took a moment but he wrapped his arms around you. In that moment of peace his mind ran wild. Why did you ask him to be out here and is he ruining the moment with his uncertainty? You didn't seem to mind, contently resting in his arms staring up at the sky. As time ticked by he settled, placing a kiss to the top of your head while trying to remember what each constellation he could see was called.

"Ah ha! I knew I knew it!" he leans up, triumphantly.

"Knew what?" He noticed he pushed you off when he leaned up and yet you still asked him questions entirely unbothered.

"Err, sorry." He apologises while you lie back down, pulling him down to lay on you. "Those stars over there, I was struggling to remember what they were called. Großer Bär"

"Großer Bär?"

"Ja, Ursa Major."

"Oh! The bear one!" You laughed as you realised which he was referring to. "The great bear is Callisto, one of the lovers of Zeus."

"You know the stories?"

"Yeah. Mythology is fascinating." Mindlessly you begin stroking his hair while you explain the myth of Callisto and her son. He's ashamed to admit he wasn't listening. All Edward could focus on was your hands holding him close and the continual beats of your heart.

He doesn't know when he fell asleep but when he woke up he was still in your arms face pressed against your chest as he tries to remember why he woke up.

"I told you to wake up, German." The voice addressing him held a thick Russian accent. "You've both been out here for far too long."

"Nikolai, mein Freund, thank you for covering watch tonight."

[aethelwyneleigh27]

Cod BF/GF Scenario

Letting go of their hand while you're out in public, in a semi-crowded area

Characters Included: John Price, Simon "Ghost" Riley, John "Soap" MacTavish, Kyle "Gaz" Garrick, Alejandro Vargas, Rodolfo "Rudy" Parra, Valeria Garza, Farah Karim, Kate Laswell, Alex Keller, König, Kim "Horangi" Hong-jin, Keegan P. Russ, Gary "Roach" Sanderson, Nikolai Belinski, Philip Graves.

Heavily inspired by this post and by @lxvvie TikTok, credits to the side photos here. The rendered photo is of course by the CoD community's favorite @ave661.

They notice almost immediately, you didn't even have a chance to let go yet, in the middle of loosening your fingers that were tangled against theirs when they tightened their grip by reflex. Enough to keep your hand but not to cause you any pain or discomfort, you let out a giggle indicating to them that you were messing around. Yeah you will not regret that later..

Characters: John Price, Simon "Ghost" Riley, Alejandro Vargas, Valeria Garza, König, Keegan P. Russ, Philip Graves.

They had to do a double take, they ended up walking a few steps away before noticing and they place their hand out and started signaling you to put your hand back in theirs, you didn't and just laughed so they walked back to ask you what was wrong. When you told them nothing and it was just to see their reaction, they looked almost offended. Never joke about something like that again, they almost thought you were going to break up with them from then and there. More likely they were very touchy and a little clingy for the rest of the day. Pretty much looked like a kicked puppy when you tried doing it again.

Characters: John "Soap" MacTavish, Kyle "Gaz" Garrick, Rodolfo "Rudy" Parra, Alex Keller, Kim "Horangi" Hong-jin, Gary "Roach" Sanderson, Philip Graves.

Oh they looked so offended, how dare you let go of their hand?! Yeah you brought that on yourself, it's more likely this will turn into a whole prank war between the both of you. Of course they still went back to hold your hand again but this time you CANNOT pry it off, you started it so you don't really have room to complain.

Characters: John "Soap" MacTavish, Kyle "Gaz" Garrick, Kim "Horangi" Hong-jin, Nikolai Belinski, Philip Graves.

Cool, calm, and collected, they first thought nothing of it but then you started doing it multiple times. They asked if you okay but you smiled and nodded, made them more confused. Then they caught sight of your attempt to not laugh, they thought of it as good fun, they might get you back later on so watch out for that.

Characters: John Price, Rodolfo "Rudy" Parra, Farah Karim, Kate Laswell, Alex Keller, König, Keegan P. Russ, Nikolai Belinski.

A/N: I'M FREAKING OUT BECAUSE @blingblong55 AND OTHER POPULAR CREATORS HAD BEEN LIKING MY POSTS LIKE OH MY GOD. Y'ALL NEED TO STOP GIVING ME HEART ATTACKS.

Small note: I wanna tag this Creator so bad on my fave CoD creator list because I feel like they're so underappreciated and their works are so good, I saw their acc through @puff0o0's blog and I think they have their mentions off for people who aren't mutuals ahaha.

[frogchiro]

NO BECAUSE THAT NIKOLAI ASK

im so glad hes being given the attention he deserves!!!!!!

hes so hot. definitely dont imagine him smoking a cigar during backshots 😊🙂🙃

love ur page ❤️💕♥️

Nonnie are you trying to kill me😭

Nik would have you in the perfect presenting position; your head flat on the luxurious bedding, your soft hands gripping the sheets tightly and your beautiful, full hips and ass up with his thrusting roughly inside :(( And he'd quite ruthless too! Normally Nikolai is a very sweet and considerate lover who'd bow down to his young wife in an instant just to keep her happy with only a little bit of teasing and banter, but if he's in a mood? Yeah you're at his mercy :((

His pace would be all rough, his mean, thick cock moving in and out of your slick pussy, your mixed juices dripping down your thigh and his balls creating an absolute filthy mess but does he care? Not one bit.

One hand on your hip bruising it, the other one holding the expensive cigar he got from Price and taking a deep drag before letting out a big puff like a dragon. Nik would chuckle darkly at your whining and tease you by asking if he's going too slow, if your greedy little pussy isn't satisfied with what he's giving you?

Maybe he should invite Price next time to stuff his ruddy, mean cock alongside Nik's, fill your pussy to the brim and stuff you full of their seed? </3

[sirenmoth]

as someone who owns a lot of books, i firmly believe Simon “Ghost” Riley, Captain John Price and Nikolai would build you your own little library complete with a loveseat sofa so you can cuddle with you while you read (and definitely not read the book over your shoulder)

Update: Bookworm

[emimakesoc]

Chapter 7:

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You and Nikolai stayed in your embrace for a while. You admitted that it was indeed very comfortable but you did need to check up on Takeo and Richtofen. You gently pushed at Nikolai's chest and he seemed to get the message as he let you go almost immediately. No words were said between you two after that but as you turned away from him you couldn't help but notice he was a bit of a blushing mess. Not to mention Dempsey was death glaring him. 'That is one stressy American' you thought to yourself.

You nervously walked over to where Richtofen who appeared to still be cleaning up the blood around Takeo's nose. You wanted to politely ask if Takeo would be ok and if his nose was broken but something about Richtofen made you nervous. Really nervous. So instead a simple and polite question, your mouth decided to just blurt out "Is it broken?!" This sudden outburst seemed to startle both the Doctor and the Warrior. Richtofen looked at you with a slightly shocked face at first but then it softened a bit as he began to talk. "Nein. But it vill be bruised for a vhile." You just nodded simply and looked at Takeo with a sympathy. 'Stupid attractive American. Why was he so clingy about a girl he met literally today?! Wait attractive? No (Y/N)! Bad (Y/N)!' You mentally slapped yourself at your annoying thoughts. You wanted to take your mind off of them. Off of him. "Is there anything I can do to help, Doc?" You asked the German standing next to you. He shifted his gaze slightly from Takeo's nose to you before nodding. "You could clean up ze blood around his nose? Vhilst I have a little talk vith our American... friend..." he spoke softly which made you suspicious. 'What does he mean "little talk" and why does he new to have this "little talk" with the douche bag anyway?' You tried shaking the thoughts from your mind and agreed to do as the doctor said.

You tore a piece of tissue from the roll that Richtofen had magically made appear and wet it under a nearby faucet. You strode back over to Takeo and started to lightly dab the wet tissue on his bloodied up nose. He grunted in pain slightly at the first bit of contact but then relaxed a little as you continued the process. After most of the blood was gone you couldn't help but look into those chocolatey brown eyes you had suddenly fallen for not too long ago. You noticed he seemed to be doing the same to you. You also felt both of you leaning in slightly. That was until you were interrupted, again, by Richtofen and Dempsey shouting at each other. 'Oh boy. Here we go again.' You thought to yourself as you walked up to the two men. Just as you arrived at the scene of round 2 of Dempsey's short temper, the douche bag himself decided to shove the doctor. 'Men.' You thought as you tried to get in between them as fast as possible in order to prevent another fight to break out. However seconds after you had wiggled your way in between the men, you felt a fist come into contact with your face. You were shocked at first, as were the two men towering either side of you. But that shock very quickly turned into rage as you eyed the culprit. Dempsey looked back you with sorry and scared eyes. "I- I'm so-sor- y-you shouldn't h-have been standing there in the first place!" He managed to stutter out. You couldn't control your body as your hand automatically struck him across the face, the sound of the harsh contact making everyone in the room wince. Dempsey looked very taken aback by this and didn't dare retaliate. 'That showed him.' You thought to yourself. "Now. Would one of care to explain what the two of you were fighting about?" You spat at them. Richtofen looked at you with puppy dog eyes as he seemed to be struggling to find the words. You didn't dare to even look at the marine behind you as you all knew he'd have to be a new kind of stupid to get himself even more involved than he already was.

After a long and painful silence, Richtofen finally spoke, but in a slightly hushed tone as though not to anger you anymore. "V-vell, Takeo had told me about vhat had happened at ze mainframe a-and I didn't think it vas f-fair that Takeo came out of ze situation with a bruised nose and Dempsey had nothing to show for it..." Once you had processed what the doctor had just said you looked into his eyes. Those beautiful green eyes... 'No (Y/N)!' He looked back into your eyes with a look of hope evident on his face. You didn't know what to say anymore so you just nodded. You then tore your eyes away from his and looked over at Takeo who seemed to have been looking at the back of your head. You had completely forgotten about your injury and the amount of blood that had leaked out. You went to walk back over to the table Takeo was sat on but your legs gave way half way there. The last thing you remember before blacking out was the worried voice of Richtofen and the feel of his strong arms wrapped around you as he laid your head on his lap before darkness consumed you.

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[spectre-of-the-peace]

hello :>

this is a lil sideblog to feed my cod brainrot, will mostly be rb'ing art and incorrect quotes for these characters:

John "Soap" McTavish 🧼 (under #soap)

Simon "Ghost" Riley 💀 (under #ghost)

Gary "Roach" Sanderson 🪳 (under #roach)

Captain John "Price" 💰 (under #price)

Nikolai "Nik" Belinski 🚁 (under #nik)

Kyle "Gaz" Garrick 🧢 (under #gaz)

König 👑 (under #konig)

Kim "Horangi" Honjgin 🐯 (under #horangi)

I'm not extremely picky on ships, but the main ones I'll rb include:

Soap x Ghost

Soap & Roach

Soap x Ghost x Roach

Price x Nik

Price & Ghost

Konig x Horangi

Konig x Soap

All x Reader ;)

Finally, I did not draw my own pfp or banner, but very unfortunately I am not able to find who did since I saved these a while back 😔 if anyone knows, PLEASE lmk because I would love to give these artists the credit they deserve!! (my pfp says "live ghost reaction" below, and the banner is based on a screenshot of ghost peeking over a wall)

⚠️ UNTAGGED NSFW AHEAD, ENTER AT OWN RISK ⚠️

and it's like. drawings of penises. you've been warned is all 🤷‍♂️