Hey Activision? Do you see what's wrong with this picture?
No Gaz. I can't *get* a Gaz figure if I wanted one. Why not?????? GIVE ME GAZ HE'S PART OF THE 141 FOR GOD'S SAKE
This is the most offended a corpse I've left behind on a match has ever looked, LOOK AT GRAVES. So aghast that I let him die. Shocked that I'm shit at the game smh.
Makarov is the type to have clever insults and speeches ready to go for his enemies, we've seen this. If he's threatened he'll threaten you right back, sharp as a knife.
Andrei, on the other hand, will body someone and go "Fucking CUNT"
Both approaches get the job done.
#CODKinkmas2023
🧵 Fic: Prompt Remote Control. Ghost x Soap. Chastity, Shock Collar, Fucking Machine, Prostate Milking, Bondage, Dom!Soap
Ghost didn't get to cum. Ever. Soap owned him and his body; he decided what happened to it. He trusted Soap with his life.
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🧵fic: prompt Bondage. NikGaz, NSFW, shibari, rope bunny Gaz
Gaz was a beautiful man when he was tied up. There was no more alluring a man than Kyle in Nik's eyes to start, but taking one of God's very angels and binding him in place was his greatest indulgence.
You know what I'm just gonna bring back this moment of spontaneous chat joy from Warren's stream back in November.
Never seen a more hyperactive chat then that day on anything funny or cute or so genuine that man said.
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🧵Fic Prompt Spanking/Creampie Price x Ghost. Dark!Price, Rough, Painful Sex, Power Imbalance via Rank, Face Slapping, Humiliation, Punishment, DDNE, Orgasm Denial, Dubcon
Ya read this one and get mad at it being dark after all the tags? That's your fault broski
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🧵 Fic: Prompt Pet Play. Ghost x Gaz. Mutt Ghost, Owner Gaz. Collars, mitts, dry humping, cum eating.
Ghost had agreed to very specific rules when they weren't working. He might be Lieutenant on the field, but at home he was just Mutt. Not a person, just a pet.
Hey I know we're all in our "what's up with Makarov's tattoos" era and I have a contribution
He has this on his stomach which in English translates about to "Don't go to the forest if you're afraid of wolves."
Very much a "no risk, no reward" kinda statement
#MWIII
#Makarov
My very serious predictions for
#MW3
campaign
1. Guns go pew
2. Unbearable vehicle section
3. Makarov revealed to be a villain 😱😱
4. Gruff Captain Price voice lines
5. Severe lack of gay sex scenes
Hey. Hey Activision. I would give you 70 USD again if you would give him to me as an operator. Please. I've got whole ass real currency GIMME THE CUTE MAN
can we please move past "Price is 141's Dad!"
It's entirely fanon and like, the relationship one has with one's professional mentors and superiors isn't Parent/Child
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🧵Fic: Prompt Breeding. Makarov x Andrei 🐺🐍 Dirty talk, Rough, Top!Nolan
There was no more devoted servant than Andrei. Makarov could trust him to execute his will perfectly. The world would burn and Andrei would stoke the fires.
His fury was good in bed too.
Like yeah Soap died but can we talk about the tragedy of Frank Woods 🥺💔 child runaway, POW (couple times), has to shoot his best friend (lover), is then crippled and raises that man's son?? Has Frank had a good day ever? Debatable!!
Nikolai wasn't a religious man anymore. He didn't find faith in old churches and God. But here, with his Angel's cock in his mouth? This was the most holy sacrament he had ever partaken. The sound of Kyle cumming was more beautiful than any choir.
His Gaz, his Angel, his all.
Untied and exhausted, tired brown eyes would look up at Soap. He would be so worked over and raw from the experience, hollowed out to his core.
"Th-thank you, sir."
"You're welcome."
He didn't need anything more than that. Soap knew how to take care of him.
@theswandrowned
It's a reference to Konni which is the PMC that 1. Stole the missiles from Shadow Company and 2. are currently the faction invaded Al Mazrah in the seasonal plot. They're aligned with Makarov.
I refuse to get into the Graves discourse (look at him I can't defend that motherfucker) but I swear to God if I see any of the espoused Graves haters simping for Makarov I will fight. that bitch is 10000x worse ffs Graves is NOTHING in comparison.
There are Ghoap fans and COD fans, and the Ghoap only fans are missing out on tons of great content by only looking at one ship. Not only other MW content, there are other games lol
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🧵Fic Prompt: Size Difference. König x Makarov 🐺👑 Size kink, frottage, small cock, light D/S
Makarov was not a large man. He could admit that. He had his qualities, others had theirs. His was to be a leader, strong as stone, not to be large.
König was big.
When he first took away Ghost's cock he trusted that decision. Soap locked his dick away and slipped the key over his neck so casually.
"Holes don't cum like men."
He barely noticed the cage anymore. It only came off when Johnny said. Never when he could get a hand on himself.
Blue to contrast so beautifully with the warmth of Kyle's skin. Nik's hands were long expert at the task. Knots and tension checks came without thought. His angel was so beautiful covered in rope. Nik would pause intermittently to kiss at Gaz's skin.
He would have a mess of cum underneath him by the end. Each thrust of the dildo pushed more and more out of him. Soap would let the machine go, changing the pace and shocking him, until he was empty and crying, each muscle in him trembling from the effort of staying up.
Being tied up removed the need to struggle. Gaz could just enjoy the ministrations of Nikolai's tongue. Each circle of the tip around his rim, the lazy path Nik traced up his taint to his balls. Gaz flexed and strained against the ropes when Nik swallowed his cock.
Sweat coated his body. Tears leaked from his eyes. He wasn't cumming like this, not really. It didn't relieve the ache the way an orgasm would. He would twist and sob at Soap and the man would shake his head.
"It's your maintenance, Simon. Don't cry at me for getting it."
I think GhostGraves has tons of enemies to lovers potential and I'm tired of pretending it doesn't.
"Laswell, if you're tracking this, let's call an airstrike."
"Ghost, that is not nice."
The teasing. The tension. The height difference. Blond for blond.
They should kiss.
Each knot was tied with intent. This was Nikolai's art, his devotion to a thing more beautiful than himself. Gaz allowed him to perform this act of worship, Nik a mere man in the presence of greatness.
Tonight's rope selection was blue.
If Ghost started to leak from his cock, Soap would speed up the fucking, milking everything from him until he cried. If his head started to droop, if his position changed from Soap's liking, an electric shock would course through his neck. A reminder to present pretty for him.
Being so controlled by another person was a comfort. He was cared for, he had boundaries, he knew who he was. Ghost was Soap's. That extended to every bit of him. Johnny decided when and if he came. If it was never, so be it.
There was release for Ghost, but never an orgasm.
Y'all I am delusional as fuck so I will 100% be forcing my husband to make his operator Price so we can run around DMZ together as Daddy and Bunny.
Fucking
#pricegraves
forever motherfuckers
When Soap decided he needed it, he would truss Ghost up on his knees, locked into place with a spreader bar and cuffs.
"My bitch should look like one while he's fucked."
Soap had a machine set up to fuck him- a dildo at the end of it angled to directly hammer his prostate.
Kyle sank so softly into himself when he was tied up. There were no expectations, no fears, no need for perfection. There was only him, Nik, and bliss.
Nikolai had Gaz fully secured. His calves were tied to his thighs, his wrists bound above his head.
The purpose of this exercise wasn't Ghost's pleasure. It was to empty his balls of every drop of cum he had. Soap would let this go on for what felt like hours. He would sit across from Ghost, legs crossed, with two remotes by his side. One for the machine, one to his collar.
“you’re just a sick little puppy and i’m going to take care of you and treat you” as they place a muzzle on you and pull out a needle that’ll make you sleepy :)
Over his sternum as he tied the chest harness. On his wrists as he bound them together. On his mouth as he tied Gaz's hands to the bedframe.
Gaz was everything to Nikolai. Everything. Twisting rope around him to bring him pleasure was his greatest worship.
hey lads
This is an *ask* not a callout
Next time we have CoD drama and yallre making callout posts for whatever
Can we not do the thing where we Typ3 l1k3 th//s and post uncensored screenshots of triggering content? lots of us have filters and you're blasting the TL with it
Gaz opened and pointed inside the large dog crate, and Ghost obediently went inside. He laid down, looking up at Gaz with sad, pensive eyes.
"You earned crate time don't look at me like that. I'll decide when you can come out."
Ghost pouted and nodded. Bad dogs got the crate.
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🧵Fic Prompt 3some. Makarov x Nolan x Allen. Rimming, Blowjobs.
Andrei was a big man, a fact he used for advancing his goals. A big bruiser like him could push through any obstacle. He wasn't easily bent or broken.
Makarov liked to use his size for other things.
@azucarera_art
To be clear, infinity ward did the campaign. Sledgehammer did multiplayer. Treyarch did zombies. This game was an effort by all studios. Yes Brian Bloom was listed in the credits under the narrative staff.
"Good lad." Price gave him his mask. "Run along, be back tonight. l need to establish new rules for you."
"Yes sir." Ghost was grateful, turning and leaving silently.
Price watched him leave, satisfied. Ghost was a good slag. No one could have him but Price, he'd make sure.
I need a man to look at me the way that Makarov looks at Andrei in this moment. Like, goddamn, the puppy eyes?? The intensity?? Sir. SIR. I ain't gonna survive this
"I am sorry about MacTavish, Ghost."
"Shut the fuck up, Graves. Out of all people, from you that means the least."
"I know what it's like to lose men close to you. I get it."
"He was worth ten of you."
"Mm, nine and a half, my hair is better."
"Do you ever shut up?"
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🧵Fic Prompt Overstim. Hesh x Merrick Daddy Kink, Trans Hesh, Vibrator, Bondage
Hesh had been through a lot. The world blew up when he was barely a man. Elias- who'd raised him as a soldier first and a person second- had died in front of him. Now Logan was gone.
What do you mean PriceGraves isn't canon? Look! Literally onscreen together. He's literally staring lovingly at Price as he walks away take that haters
Y'all really need to adopt the "every Pokemon is someone's favorite" attitude in this godforsaken fandom. Like y'all don't see me going after ships or characters I don't bloody like because I know other people like em. Live and let love brothers. Life is short.
One more cuz I'm feeling spicy
Graves is the bad guy, I know, won't defend him
BUT
You're blind if you don't understand why people like him. Hate him all you like, I'm gonna keep loving him
If we get operator Graves I wanna see some CREATIVITY out of the Graves haters! I wanna see execution compilations of the entire 141 murdering him to music! I wanna see some innovation to y'all making him die again!
He's my baby boy but I love the slander it's funny
What could he say? Ghost liked orders and routine. Gaz let him be a good boy. His favorite place in the world was resting his head on Gaz's knee, looking up at him with big brown eyes, getting his hair pet.
He was a very good dog. Ghost wore Gaz's collar and he was good.
Ghost was a man that needed to be handled. He was a wild thing, a horrible thing that needed to be controlled. It was why he needed a man like Price over him. He couldn't trust himself. His Captain had shown him that.
If Price summoned him to his quarters, it was for correction.
Okay but actually choosing to engage with the metaphor for instead of mocking it, it's clever.
141 are the Trojans. The bomb is the horse. Soap, as Hector Prince of Troy, is slain by Achilles in a mission called Trojan Horse.
It's not a mockery it's classical literature ref.
They're making a joke out of it. calling him Hector? Hector from Troy? Hector was killed by Achilles, but not before he used his dying move to charge at him. Achilles killed him by stabbing him in the neck. Hector was doomed to fail from the start, and he knew it. This is sick 😭
Ghost looked down, seeing the drips of white over the hard floor. He bent and licked them up, his spend bitter on his tongue. Gaz grabbed him by the back of his collar and dragged him to the bedroom. Ghost crawled after, knowing and dreading his destination.
Ghost was good *most* of the time. Even the best pets were still prone to mistakes. Dumb animals are what they are. Left alone to their own devices for long periods of time, and mutts will find trouble for themselves.
Gaz had left him to do the shopping, and Ghost was horny.
Ghost ground his cock against the soft thing, whining with every roll of his hips. Every time Gaz had him do this it reinforced his status: a dumb animal that humped whatever was in front of him.
"Mutt, we don't have all day. Do you want to cum or not? Speak."
"Sir please!"
Price took Graves' ever tremoring hand in his own.
"Better?"
"Yeah."
A light kiss was laid on Graves' hair. He didn't have to explain. Price knew. He'd be there to help pick up the pieces every time Graves shattered.
Guys if we get Graves as an operator it means that we ALSO GET THEMED GUNS AND STICKERS AND BACKGROUNDS AND MOST IMPORTANTLY VOCAL BARKS!!!!!!
ACTIVISION FOR ONCE JUST LET ME HAVE SOMETHING PLEASE
"Then cum already."
Ghost groaned as his orgasm ripped through him too soon. It hurt, but he had to do what his owner told him. He panted, dazed and tired. Gaz took the towel out from under him, then sighed.
"Couldn't even keep your mess contained? Cum everywhere. Clean it."
Ghost shifted onto his back, grabbed his cock, and stroked himself fast. He didn't have time to mess around, he needed to get off so badly. Maybe if he was less lost in masturbating he would have heard the door unlocking and could have saved himself.
"What are you doing, Mutt?"
He needed Gaz's permission to be on the furniture. He didn't speak unless ordered to; Gaz liked it when he did tricks on command. Ghost ate what and when Gaz told him, never at the table. His place was at Gaz's feet.
Good dogs got to sleep in the bed. Bad ones got the crate.