Surgery Took Over 2 Hours....

*Gaz and Ghost are training recruits together*

Gaz: Hey, Si, ready to go- Whoa

Ghost: What?

Gaz: *points at his shorts*

Ghost: It’s hot, Kyle

Gaz: Yea but those are short short. You’d get dress coded for that!

Ghost: Price doesn’t give two fucks about shit like that

Gaz: Not worried about Price…

Ghost: You’re making a big deal over nothing

Gaz: I’ll remember you telling me that

(Later)

Price: Simon, why-

Ghost, holding a icepack on his ass: Soap got a running start

When I'm done with the K-9 unit reader x various COD men I might post each x reader separately as most of them are around 700 ish words. This is more do I can organize the shit or post it to my AO3 account.

Just for those who now follow me and will see the spam post of it.

<3 <3 <3 <3

slasher!ghoap x gn!reader

first writing thing of my own, so uh! thats cool i guess yk. I think i'm happy with it? probably gonna be more than one part, i haven't decided. and i feel like i've seen other ghost and soap slasher stuff but i cant for the life of me find it. wrote this after finding a c.ai bot, the idea is not fully mine and i don't want to take full credit for it--however the writing itself is all mine :)

slasher!ghoap x gn!reader

CW: stalking, kidnapping, murder (dont do those things), no y/n only "you", while this is written for gn i wrote it in mind to lean more masc, first thing ever writing for tumblr so i'm not 100% on how to fit in here, bear with me

Thinking about Simon “Ghost” Riley and John “Soap” MacTavish being a bit crazy, a bit more fucked up than they already are. And yet so in love with each other, it was perfect, wasn't it?

About how they both retired early from the military, tired of the constant gun fire and the wear on their body’s. A man could only take so much. They move in with each other. A nice house, a backyard, basement, good sized kitchen, two bedrooms, one and a half bath. A nice house out in the countryside, away from other people but still close enough to the town.

About how maybe, one night, they see you at a bar. One you shouldn’t have been at, not that they had any idea. Or maybe they saw you at a simple coffee shop, and you didn't notice either of them as they sat in the back. Or maybe they saw you with your friends, hanging out at a nearby park on a nice day.

About how it didn't take long for both of them – without each other knowing – to start stalking you. Finding you online didn't take much time. Nor did tracking down your car, or your friend's car.

About how Simon “Ghost” Riley had your face memorized and the way you walked. How you just managed to mess up at simple things, like how you weren’t great at parking (not that he was much better), or how you bought the wrong type of milk at the store by accident. Didn’t you know how much you hated skim milk?

About how John “Soap” MacTavish had found your old instagram account, and the back up one. How he had been the first one to find your entire family tree, your old pets, your old house. How he had found what you looked like in second grade, missing your front teeth because you had ridden your bike into a parked car. Wasn’t it common knowledge?

About how they both justify what they're doing. If it was on the internet, it was free rein. And finding where you lived was just a… slight overstep… into your personal life, more than needed. No harm, no foul.

Thinking about how they bring you up to each other. A simple movie night turned to; how did you know about them? But it was resolved quickly, even faster when they both realized they both had some type of sick obsession over you. But how could they not? You're just so perfect, so nice to others. They just need you in their life.

About how they scout out your parents house, the one you're staying at right now, for a few, long weeks. They had happened to overhear your plans to invite friends over because you didn't want to stay alone in the house. A gut feeling, weird vibe, you called it.

About how a plan was put together. They wanted to have some fun with you, wanted to scare you, wanted to make sure you’d listen well. About how they waited until two in the morning for all of you and your friends to be either high or tipsy. Waited until you, alone, left the group for the bathroom. Of course they had the house layout memorized, they had been there a handful of times to grab a shirt of yours, a pair of boxers from your drawers when nobody was home. They wouldn't go in this blind now would they?

About how you had slowly walked out of the bathroom when you had noticed how quiet the house had gotten. The movie was on in the background, but something was off. How they had heard you check if the water-heater closet door was still locked, same with the garage. How they heard you make a small huh sound after you did that. About how you did the best quiet footsteps to see what your friends were up to.

About how you froze, standing still as could be when you saw they were all laying there, asleep. The faint glow from the TV didn't light the room up that well. How when you took a picture with the flash on, trying to get a picture of them looking dumb.

About how the room lit up, only for a few seconds because of the flash and you could see the pooled blood around their body’s. How you covered your mouth with your hand, the picture still on your phone, lighting up your face. Turning on the balls of your feet to run out of the house was the only smart idea – at least to you. But in the moment, did you think about how you already checked the garage was locked? 

About how John “Soap” MacTavish was waiting in the garage for you, waiting for you to run past. Humans were oh-so foolish, simple minded, and easy to plan for. How he grabbed you by the waist and lifted you up and slapped a hand to your mouth, only for the behemoth Simon “Ghost” Riley to walk into the garage right behind you. No matter where you would have gone, they would have caught you.

About how Simon “Ghost” Riley took your phone, saying you won't be needing that, his accent and deep voice sending shivers down your spine as tears welled up in your eyes. How John “Soap” MacTavish handed you over to Simon “Ghost” Riley while you bit, kicked, screamed, tried anything to get out of their iron-like grip.

Careful now bunny, stay still, the scotsman whisperer, pulling his arm back before he landed a good punch to your temple, knocking you out.

a/n: constructive criticism is welcomed <3

Those random reblogs, and the likes are amazing to see <3

I know it sounds dumb but, it's nice.

I'll always write if someone is there to enjoy it.

School is absolutely kicking me. I really don't know when I can write. It's just frustrating, and I'm kind of burnt-out.

I'm halfway through the werewolf x reader thing.

But I don't know.

I haven't seen anyone write this yet and I'm low-key surprised :0 but can you write how Price , Ghost , Soap , Konig , Alejandro and Rudy react to seeing their bf wearing like one of those sexy army uniforms ? Like those slutty Halloween costumes that are really just camo lingerie and a hat

Maybe where the men just got back to base after a exhausting mission and go to their room after showering only to see reader waiting for them all dressed up for them and the reader says something like "That must've been an exhausting mission soldier , let me reward you for all your hard work"

Reader is teasing them so much all while feigning innocence and acting like he's oblivious to how worked up they are and then yk fucking ensues

Bonus if reader wears like something of theirs , like Prices hat , one of Ghost and Konigs masks , etc.

SEXY ARMY UNIFORM

WARNINGS: sexual other than that, nothing

A/n: This is what imagined when I was writing this

ALEJANDRO

“Vas a ser mi muerte, amor.” (You're going to be the death of me, love.)

He’s all over you, so if you had any other plans for that evening, you can go ahead and call those off. Alejandro literally spends hours worshiping you from head to toe. He loves the outfit; it makes him go crazy. When he takes the outfit off of you, he makes sure to not rip anything because he definitely wants you to wear it again.

GHOST

"FUCK."

That's all he says before he ponces on you. The outfit drives him wild and if you're also wearing one of his masks; you are a goner. He is going to eat you up. As much as he loves the outfit, he is going to ripping it off of you. Later Ghost will apologize about ripping up the outfit like a heathen by buying you a nice lingerie set.

KONIG

"OH MY GOD."

Konig is shocked. When you said you had something to show him, he was not expecting this. He warms up to it but it takes a hot minute. He shyly asks you to ride him while wearing the outfit. When you give the poor man what he wants, he becomes a red hot blushing mess. 10/10. Recommend riding the man while forcing him to keep eye contact. It's a sight to see.

PRICE

"Sweatheart, you look amazing."

He thinks you look drop dead gorgeous. But at first he is shocked because he didn't expect to return to your guys' barracks to see you in such a scandalous outfit. If you're wearing one of his hats, you got his heart skipping beats. He responds to the outfit very well and makes a couple of lude comments.

RUDY

"Pareces un dios." (You look like a god.)

Rudy is shocked but quickly warms up to it. He will worship you from head to toe, much like Alejandro. He will literally pray at your feet like your a god. He just thinks you're so goddamn hot.

SOAP

“Where’s mine?”

After Soap's question, he will start to get a little handsy all while asking if you're going to fuck him while wearing it or if you're going to let him fuck you while wearing it. Soap doesn’t really care if he’s bottom or top. As long as you're wearing the outfit while everything is going down, he’s a happy man.

don't give up

I don't know how this happened....

But I'm forever grateful <3

I swear I'm abt to throw hands if the fem writers didn't even put the genders reader. I ALWAYS GET THOSE "good girl" IM NOT JUST PLEASE PUT THE READER'S DAMN GENDER YOU MOTHERFUCKER GOD. OR PUT IT IN THE DAMN TAGS YOU MOTHERFUCKER BUT YOU JUST PUT "genshin x reader" <- this is an example. DIDNT EVEN PUT GENSHIN X FEMALE READER OR GENSHIN X MALE READER. AND WHEN IT COMES TO GN READER, I SAW A GN READER AND SAYS "no pronouns used" AND PROCEEDS TO USE SHE/HER AND GOOD GIRL.

Thinking about lovers sharing a group chat,

Not the love triangle bullshit of "noo they can't find out about each other" but the-

Sharing photos at the most inappropriate times.

Starting as a joke, something small and dumb.

Just a picture of you shirtless one of them took, or sharing the lewds you each took. It was quicker this way. Everyone could see it, so there was no need to forward anything or have the risk of sharing it with the wrong person.

Until you were stuck in some or another meeting, it wasn't mandatory to attend, but you were practically threatened to stay by your higher up. When your phone silently buzzes in your pocket.

Welcoming the destraction and swiping on the message, not thinking much about who sent it. You practically choke when it loads on your screen.

It was your lovers. One tattooed hand holding the throat of your boyfriend, his eyes glazed over with lust and your other boyfriend looming over him, both equally naked. The next, this beautiful picture of your lovers pierced dick disappearing into the other. The same string of tattoos holding him in place with a firm grip. Then when they saw you were actually looking at it... well, they didn't stop at just two.

And that wasn't the last time.

But it was when you got involved.

Sharing quickies in a bathroom or nudes from earlier in the day. Even the more... intense things.

See, you quickly learned that your tattooed lover had a thing for being filmed. That his eyes would wonder to the camera just to roll back in his skull. Putting on even more of a show so he could proudly share just how good he made either of you feel later.

And fuck if it didn't work.

The exams I'm currently suffering through decide if I waisted that money on onrolling fees.

I will be back, I will write more Succubus_Reader, and I will write more MS_Reader, I will, and I have drafts already.

I just need to focus, I have to get into this university... I don't have a plan b