#soap cod

[vampyre-boyfriend]

Ghost getting diagnosed with OCD and realizes he's not a monster that fantasizes about brutally killing his own teammates no matter how hard he tries not to he's just a man with intrusive thoughts. He holds roach and soap a bit tighter now. Less afraid of hurting them because he knows he has no control over those thoughts. He stays longer with them after they make love now slightly less afraid that he'll do horrible things. Or something like that idk

[granddaughterogg]

internal narrative

John Price: "You did well to choose me, darling, and I shall move mountains in order to prove it to you again and again, because my pride compels me so. Every. Fucking. Day."

Kyle "Gaz" Garrick: "I am lucky to have you. But then again, you're as lucky to have me. Or maybe even a tad luckier. I'm not gonna be an arse and put this into words. But we both just know."

Johnny "Soap" MacTavish: "Holy fookity fuck this ABSOLUTE CATCH of a woman wants me in her life! I will make the best husband in all existence. What do you mean you don't want to get married just yet, bonnie lass? We've known each other for two months! What is there to wait for?!"

Simon "Ghost" Riley: "I'm the worst choice you could've possibly made, love. Are you a masochist or sumthin'?

Your kindness terrifies the crap out of me.

...Please don't go."

[ghouljams]

Honestly if you told König or Soap that you miss eating pussy they'd just shove a fleshlight in your face

[temeyes]

soap, igalaw mo yung baso,, pls,,,

[masked-watcher]

Soap: Crushes are the worst. Whenever I'm near mine I start acting stupid.

Ghost: You always act stupid.

Ghost:

Ghost: ...Wait

[thirstykateyes]

this is so dumb, but sometimes you’ve gotta yell pftt

[bressynonym]

🎀🔪

Ghost can't wait to unwrap his present! :3

[konigsblog]

not a request just want to share my thoughts but step!bro soap (mixed in with some religious soap i think) who fucks you anal because “it doesn’t count” ☹️convincing your dumb little brain that what he’s saying is right and you should listen to your step bro!

tw/cw: dub-con, stepcest, dark content. dead dove: do not eat. MDNI 18+

you're terrified that you'll lose your precious virginity to your stepbrother. you don't want to be put in a situation where you have to explain how you lost your virginity and not have an answer because you're too ashamed of yourself.

though johnny can be very convincing, and you're easily persuaded and coerced. despite johnny being a roman catholic and coming across as very religious and modest, behind close doors he's a complete pervert. your parents don't listen when you complain that he's pestering you about your virginity, explaining that he's just interested in protecting his stepsister and keeping you religious and pure for your future husband.

you're bent over in his apartment, visiting him after his deployment. your tight rear is in the air and your nipples are perky and hard, your asshole glistening when he rubs his pre-cum over your pulsing, tight hole. the sight of you leaves his swollen cock throbbing and sore, with his breathing only quickening. good god, you're so compliant and eager to please him that's it's laughable, admiring the way you grind back against his hard boner, asking him to be quick.

although you feel as though you've committed a sin, have become ungodly and unholy, you're too zealous and desperate for the validation that johnny provides you with that you're careless as you allow him to take advantage of you and your stupidity.

[liemeo]

they’re in love

[closets-closet]

THIS COULD WORK WITH EITHER PRICE OR GHOST AND I LOVE BOTH SO MUCH SOO U PICK 😖

141 finding out on accident that ghost/price is married?!?! BEEN married. They bug him to introduce them to the missus, and he finally does it so they leave him alone, he takes them to his house made a home by the sweet bundle of light, shes a absolute darling, gorgeous thing. They’re kinda shocked how he pulled that

IM MELTINGGHFBDBSBZK

I LOVE THIS, could you imagine the chaos on base when Johnny or Kyle finds out about this mystery woman. Because we know damn well Simon pulled a drop dead gorgeous wife. Anywhosie here’s my take on this amazing prompt.

“Simon Pleaseeeee” Johnny trails out his arms dramatically spread out infront of him. It was just recently Price slipped up and revealed to the team that Simon was married and has a Missus at home, and that’s all it took for Johnny and Kyle to lose their minds. “Simon” Kyle dead pans “Why won’t you let us see the lady” Simon huffs, before looking at both of them, frustration bubbling in his chest. “Not happening mate, work and personal life stay separate.” He grumbles one more time before pushing out of his seat, slinging his duffle bag over his shoulder and making his way to the door. “Now if you don’t mind, i’ve got my lady waitin’ for me at home.”

-

“Dove?” You hear your husband call from the front door of your shared home “I’m back” You appear from around the door way to the kitchen, apron tied around your waist and hair up “Welcome home” You smile “I’ve almost finished dinner for you” He walks into the kitchen immediately circling your waist with his hands burring his face in your neck “I’m conflicted” He admits quietly as he takes you in “The boys want to meet you, but I don’t want them to know how lucky i’ve gotten.” You sigh gently hooking your fingers under the black balaclava that covers his face, slowly pulling it off. “It’s your choice, but I don’t mind having them come by, I’ll make them dinner and everything” You hand brushes over his cheek before planing a small kiss across his lips. “Okay then” He whispers leaving into a little bit more “We’ll have them over”

-

“Finally” Johnny cheers excitedly as they walk up the drive to your shared home, a modest one story at the end of a small residential street. “Got you a quaint little place here” Price comments as they stand at the door, the smell of food wafting out from behind it. “Come on in fellas” Simon says as he pushes open the front door.

“Hello everyone” you greet, voice floating towards them. “It’s so nice to finally meet you all, Si happens to talk about you guys a whole bunch.” The smile you gives them melts the boys all to puddles. “Please come in, make yourself at home” you step aside letting them all in.

“Beautiful home you’ve got here ma’am” Kyle says stepping further into the house that’s littered with framed pictures of you and Simon together. “L.T never told me you clean up so well” Johnny teases as he examines a wedding photos that hangs over the kitchen bar. Simon moves to stand behind you, hands resting on your waist gently. Price moves to stand infront of you extending his hand “John Price” He introduces, You meet his hand shaking it firmly “Thank you for keeping him safe” You respond giving him a warm smile that melts him. “How long ye been married” Johnny pipes up from the living room where he’s petting yours and Simon’s cat. “About 3 years” you question out trying to remember exact dates. Simon lets out a long sigh, a symbol this is going to be a long night for him.

-

-

It’s about 23:30 when the boys leave. “That wasn’t so bad” You sigh taking a seat next to Simon on the couch, wine glass pinched between your fingers “They’re good kids” You mention snuggling close to your husband. “They are” He admits looking down at you, the smell of the whisky he’s drinking flooding your nose “Should have em around more often” you say looking to him “They make you smile in a way I don’t see to often” He looks to you smiling gently “I guess they do” He whispers getting closer to you pressing a small kiss to your lips.

I should be his wife *SIGH*

[midnightarcheress]

drabble // beach day with the one and only soap mactavish.

"johnny, can't you be quiet for a moment?" you ask, putting dots of sunscreen on your boyfriend's back. you've tried to reason with him multiple times about the importance of being protected against solar radiation, but does he care? not in the slightest.

"cannae ye do it quicker?" he retorts, feet anxiously tapping the sand as you lather the cream on his shoulders.

you roll your eyes, finishing distributing the remaining white spots of the product and moving to his front. "look up for me," your index tilts his chin upwards, narrowed eyes meeting his eager blue ones, "just a second, love," you say, fingers gently spreading the sunblock on his forehead, nose, cheeks and neck.

he squeezes your waist repeatedly, a childish attempt to urge you to end his torture. with a peck on his lips, you put him out of his misery, "all done," and the man leaps out of his seat, wasting no time to dig in the sand.

"gonnae build a castle for mah princess."

this appeared to me in a tiktok dream

[metallictastinglifesupportliquid]

Ghost, to Soap: You've got to stop texting me from your apple watch. "Bring queer". I assume you meant 'bring beer' but just in case I brought Gaz Gaz: I'm not gay? Ghost: You're not? I don't need you then. Leave

[vampyre-boyfriend]

Roach:"I feel like people think I'm really nice but In actuality I'm just a bitch who knows my life is in y'all's hands."

Soap:"do you talk shit about us?"

Roach:

Soap:"WHO DO YOU TALK SHIT WITH????"

[koisuko]

Reader with an OF, but for mw husbands

*blush*

Tw: OF stuff, mdni, gn reader, OF is only fans for those confused, no use of y/n

Ft: Simon “Ghost” Riley, John “Soap” MacTavish, Kyle “Gaz” Garrick, John Price

Simon “Ghost” Riley…

Is against it, 100%. This man has killed, blood on his hands in the name of war. He would be damned if he shared you with anyone. He’s possessive, broken and maybe a little insecure on the inside. He doesn’t want others even having the chance to look at you.

He’s definitely punishing you. He’d have your face buried into the bed, back arched so much it’s almost painful. His fingers gripping on a handful of your hair, tugging back to force your half lidded gaze up towards the ceiling. Ghost would watch from behind his skull mask. His deep brown eyes, burning with fury, stare into the screen of your phone. “Delete it,” he’d demand, “I want to see you do it.” He’d feel your walls clench around him, only to stop his thrusts abruptly. “I said,” his masked face lowered down to the shell of your ear, “delete it.” Any sign of hesitation would earn a swift spank to your backside. Youd whimper, tears of overstimulation prick at the corner of your eyes. Your shaky fingers would hit the delete button. Ghost would rub soothing circles over the now reddening skin of your ass, “good job, pet,” he’d praise.

Before you even ask, no, he’s not joining. No matter what you said or do, it’s a definite no. This man thrives in the mystery he creates around his identity. Plus, doing lewd acts for the pleasure of others seems so pointless in his mind.

John “Soap” MacTavish…

Is not against it, but not for it either. He’s a bit torn between whether he likes it, and whether he wants to be possessive. He definitely wouldn’t be as strict as Ghost. He’s more lenient about the idea of you doing only fans. If it’s something that pleases you, than go for it.

Yes, with enough convincing, he would join you. He’d even put his face in it, this man would probably smirk at the camera. He’d like to take some photos for you. Have you pose in the perfect positions, barely able to contain himself. Than after, he’d rip that lace covering your body and ravage you for hours.

Eventually though, you’d come across his insecurities in having you do this. He’s supportive sure, but he doesn’t entirely like the idea of having something so private shared with strangers. You’d sit down and have a talk, figure out what you two would like to do going forword. Eventually agreeing on leaving the app entirely.

Kyle “Gaz” Garrick…

Is against it, lightly. He wants you to himself, and prefers if your body is kept private for just the two of you. He wants to worship your beauty, without the prying eyes of strangers. He’d support you, of course, if you truly only want this as a career. But he wouldn’t seem to want to stay if you aren’t willing to compromise.

No, he’s not joining you, at all. He won’t be the camera man either. Just the thought of it, you posed in lewd positions and sharing it to your subscribers, makes his skin crawl. His lips would form a frown, and he’d avoid the situation entirely. His mind would run wild with insecurities. He’d wonder why he isn’t good enough, and why you’d prefer others attention over his.

You love him, of course, so you’d delete it entirely. And to make up for it, you’d wear the lingerie. You’d pose for him, let him take photos for private moments at the base. A wild night sure to come shortly after.

John Price…

Is neutral on it. He doesn’t mind what you do for work, a paycheck is a paycheck. If you were to tell him how much money you make, his eyes would go wide with surprise. “Might need to make one of my own,” he’d jokingly say.

He’d be intrigued by the app when you’d explain how it works. He’d even offer a strategy to rack in more subscribers and money. If you are happy, so is he.

Yes, he’d join, but only on occasion. Even when he does, it’s only parts of him in the camera. He avoids showing his face entirely. He prefers to watch from the sidelines, smirking at your pretty little poses. When he does join, it’s mostly his lower body, his chest is preferred. He loves the photos of you sat, his cock sunken inside you, and your fingers tangled in the hairs of his chest. Or the photos from his angle, your face red and lips glossy while you fuck yourself on his tip.

[remiebear]

Shoutout to playing mermaid had to have been one of my fav activities as a kid

[xxshadowbabexx]

Pretty ‘N Pink

summary: putting pink bows on the guys dicks (and farah’s strap), feat: price, ghost, gaz, soap, alejandro, rodolfo, graves, farah

warnings: blowjobs, handjobs, smut, fluffish, marking, gn!reader (but they wear lipstick)

Price is a bit confused when you ask. He isn’t on any social medias, and so is unaware that putting bows on things is a trend. Still, he lets you do it. 

You’re sitting in his at-home office, he’s perched in his chair, manspreading proudly as you kneel in front of him. He watches you intently as you unbuckle his trousers, pulling his cock from its confinements. You spit on your palm before you take it in your hand, feeling the warmth coming off of it. You give him a harsh tug, then two until he starts to chub. You smile before moving your head to lick a stripe along his cock, following the green bulging vein that decorated the side. 

You hear him groan out above you, clearly ready for you to continue. 

Satisfied with his cock standing tall and proud, you move to grab the ribbon. You wrap it around his cock once, adoring how the color matched his flushed member. You looped the ribbon through, creating a bow. You picked up the scissors and snipped the ribbon. 

You leaned back on your heels, supporting yourself with your arms which were extended behind you. 

You beamed at his cock for a moment before John spoke, “Satisfied, doll?”

You nodded, “Very.”

He smirked, “Good, now why dontcha finish what you started and put those pretty lips around me again,”

Ghost was highly amused with you, and always willing to entertain your silly little ideas. He was sitting on the edge of your shared bed, thighs spread with you sloppily kissing up and down his cock. He loved the feel of your soft lips on his shaft, and loved the lipstick marks you left on it. Not only were they pretty, but they were also you. Maybe Simon has a slight possessive streak, but it goes both ways. 

He likes how you mark him up.  

“Tha’s it, lovie, get me nice an’ hard for you,” he praised, grinning down at you as his cock slowly hardened fully. You planted one last kiss to the tip before moving to grab your supplies. 

You wrapped the bright pink bow around the middle of his cock, admiring how it contrasted to the grayish pale color of his cock and ice blue vein. 

“You’re so pretty, Si,” 

“Yeah the bow does look good, doesn’t it? It would look better with a few more of your lipstick smudges, dontcha think?”

And who were you to deny him?

You moved to kiss on his thighs, massaging the scarred flesh between your fingers. He let out a hum in appreciation, and you moved towards his bollocks. 

You kissed them too, not minding the blond hair that decorated them. It was sparse, after all. Just another piece of him for your lipstick to stick to. 

Gaz was willing to try most things once for you. So when you asked to put a bow around his cock, who was he to say no? He’s certainly tried weirder things with you before. 

Pegging, rimming, sounding, all things tried. But he’s also tried different non-sexual things with you that were new to him, like doing each others makeup, finding the weirdest recipes on line and forcing each other to try them, among hundreds of other things. 

“So, can I?” you asked cheerfully, beaming at him and drawing him free from his thoughts. 

“Of course,”

“Yay! Do you mind jerking yourself off while I go get the ribbon? That way you’ll be nice and hard by the time I get back,”

“Sure,” he nodded. Of course he would do it for you. Anything for you. 

So now here he was, sitting on your worn couch, palming his cock to the thought of you. Would you suck him off with the bow on? Would you let him fuck you with the bow on?

He smiled at you when you walked inside, almost dropping the ribbon in your hands at the beautiful sight that was him. 

You rushed over, kneeling between his muscular thighs, stringing the ribbon and wrapping it around the cut head of his cock. 

You giggled, leaning back, “It looks so pretty, baby,”

“Yeah? Pretty enough for me to fuck you like this?”

Soap was smirking at you, and you just knew he had a bad idea. Then again, when didn’t he? Bad ideas were kind of his thing. When he wasn’t being a genius in the military. 

“So, bonnie, I found myself having a wee idea,” Oh no, “What if ye tied a bow ‘round m’ cock?” He had to be joking.  You glared at him, raising your brows with a scoff. 

“Nae bonnie, donnae give me tha’ look. I just know ye will be slobberin’ all o’er it once it’s finished,”

Unfortunately for you, he was right. As you sat on your knees between his thighs you felt arousal building within you. His thick, weeping cock looked heavenly in general, and somehow even better with the silly little bow wrapped around the girthy base. 

You ran the pad of your thumb along the underside, scooping up precum and sucking it off, earning a hiss from him. His taste was sweet and salty, and while realistically you knew the bow didn’t change his semen, you couldn’t help but think-

“Think the bow makes you taste better,” you smirked. 

“Tha’ so? Ye saying I’m not always bloody delightful to have in yer mouth?” he countered, not accepting your backhanded compliment in the slightest. 

You shook your head, “Fucking nasty, Johnny,” you grinned as you finally took him into your mouth. 

He moaned instantly, bucking his hips shamelessly into your mouth, “C’mon bonnie, bloody hell. Jus’ like tha’,”

Alejandro never thought that he would allow someone to do this to him. Never in a million years. But then again, he never thought he’d meet anyone quite like you.  

You who wormed your way into his heart, made it flutter with something beautiful and new. You who made him fight harder to stay alive just so he could see you again. You with your puppy dog eyes as you asked to put a bow around his cock. 

“Anything for you, cariño,”

The giddy look on your face made it worth it. Smiling up at him as you stroked his cock gently, almost teasing him. 

You leaned down to cover the head in kitten licks, maintaining eye contact with him. You moved to slowly drag your tongue along the underside of his cock, something which had him fisting the sheets he sat upon. 

“So pretty for me,” he whispered, grazing your cheek with a calloused thumb. You smiled under his praise, one hand still stroking the base. 

“I think you’re ready,” you grinned, grabbing the ribbon. 

You fastened it around the thickest part of his member- the base. You cut the ribbon with the scissors you had set nearby and then admired your work. 

“It looks pretty,” you mused to yourself. 

“Aye, it does. Almost as pretty as your face ‘round me, amore. Care to give papi a show?” 

Rodolfo always knew that once he fell in love he would let his partner do anything to him. Whether it be painting his nails or tying a bow around his cock. 

Today, the latter was happening. 

He was sat pretty in the middle of the couch, slacks down to his ankles and thighs spread. His hair was mussed from when you ran your hands through it while you were kissing- right before you asked him about the bow. 

Safe to say he looked mind-blowingly beautiful. 

Your hand was firm around his firm cock, spreading a delicious mix of precum and spit along his shaft, from the cherry red tip to the mahogany brown base. His hands were digging into the couch as you held eye contact with him, leaning down to kiss his tip. 

Teasingly, you removed your hand from his cock, eliciting a groan from him as you licked your hand clean. The concoction was sweet on your tongue. His pearly cum was always saccharine, overpowering the taste of anything else. 

“Ready baby?” you asked and he nodded. 

“Please, amor,”

You smiled, grabbing the ribbon and fastening it around the red and swollen tip of his cock. Precum oozed over the ribbon in greedy amounts, making your mouth water. You needed another taste of him more than you needed to breathe, and you knew he’d always let you. 

“Fuck, Rudy-“ you moaned, “-gonna make such a mess of you,”

Graves, ever a smug bastard, had a cheeky response to your little question. 

“Sure can, sweets, but it’s gonna take a whole lotta ribbon to fit ‘round my cock.”

Worst part was that he was right. 

You had Phillip bare and spread on your shared bed as you kneeled between his thighs. His muscular, strong thighs that you loved to lay on and ride. Although that’s not what you were doing now. 

Instead, one hand circled his thick cock, stroking it up and down greedily. Your other hand massaged his full balls as you watched his face for any minor or minuscule reaction. 

The average person could see he was enjoying himself, but not how you could. You saw the glint in his eyes that meant he didn’t want you to stop- even when he knew you were going to. You also saw how his hands clenched and unclenched slightly at his sides, a subtle thing he does when he wants your mouth. You’re not even sure if he’s aware he does it. 

You grinned, “Let me put on the bow first, then I’ll suck you off,”

“Promise?”

You laughed, stopping your ministrations to pick up the ribbon from next to you. The ribbon wrapped around his girth beautifully. 

The sight was so pretty, you just had your lean down and give his tip a little kiss. 

“Nuh-uh, sweetheart. You promised to use more of your pretty mouth than tha’.”

Farah wasn’t sure if she’d seen anything prettier than you kneeling between her thighs, kissing and kneading them. You kissed every inch of skin where the harness of her lime green strap dug into her flesh. 

You loved her muscular thighs and how they tensed when you bit them, only to relax when you dragged your  sharp nails over the skin. 

You looked up at Farah through long lashes, “Wanna taste you,” you whimpered. You hungered for her sweet cunt, wanted to eat her out and make her cum over and over again before she fucked you on her strap. 

“Yeah? I thought you wanted to put a bow on my first?” she smirked. 

That got your attention, you had completely forgot why you were in this position to begin with. 

You grabbed the ribbon, tying it prettily around Farah’s strap. The pink and green complemented her skin tone wonderfully, and made your mouth water. You whimpered at the sight before taking the tip in your mouth. 

“That’s it, good baby,” she praised, sending a heat to your cheeks. 

“Always such a good little slut for me,” you moaned around her cock at the filthy words. You moaned because she was oh so right. 

You grabbed a handful of her hips and used the leverage to pull yourself down on her cock. 

Your eyes watered as you took the silicone cock as far down your throat as you could. You choked but didn’t stop, couldn’t. You needed to be good for her. 

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