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blingblong55 · 6 months

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False god- Vladimir Makarov

A/N: he's so weirded out by emotions he apologises this way?! my dudes I need a man like that, like yes apologise to me with money

Based on a request:

HERE ME OUT. The lack of attention my babygirl Makarov gets has me crying. But hear me out on my request. Let's say during one of Makarovs mission he came across a certain individual, and it caught Makarovs attention, Makarov told his me to gather information about the individual, after he got the information turns out that reader(the certain individual I'm talking about) has there own task force and is the commander of it. Turns out that reader is oddly similar to Makarov. To similar. And this caught his attention. To test reader he decided to purposely raid her base and make a trap seeing if they could see through it which they did. And it obviously angered them causing them to become enemies, until Makarov decided to try and be Allies with them considering he needs there help on a certain mission and there the right person for it (idk what trope this would be.. probably an enemies to frienenies+ with benifits let's say Makarov had a slight crush on them 🙏🙏match made in hell basically..)

---- F!Reader, romance? fluff? soft!makarov?, established!relationship ----

Secret kisses behind closed doors. His hand was on yours when the room was dark. You and him never meant to be together, at least not in front of others. He failed at two things, meeting you liking you and falling in love with you. Does he regret it, no, definitely not. It's been a while since you have wanted to let everyone know that he is the reason you smile like a fool and tonight, as you met up with him again, the conversation came up.

By the end of it, your eyes filled with tears. "But you have to listen-" "No." You hated how he had to have the last word in that but you'd let him, even if it meant to not voice your emotions for him. Soon later, he told you about some mission he did, his actions were wrong, and you knew that, so you called him out. A man like him will always deny such words and will not want to be confronted with the truth. That is when you two would clash. You were mad, of course, and he was too. So, you end up walking away. "Where are you going?" he follows behind. "I'm not going to entertain your shit-thinking tonight." You say without turning to him. Vladimir stops in his tracks and scoffs. "You're being a baby, R/N." Oh, that was it, no more contact, make him learn his lesson once and for all.

If he really wanted to be better for you like he said months ago, then this is prime time to prove that statement. But he won't do it, not so easily. Hours after the conversation, he went home, waiting for your call but it never came in. He grew worried. You always called him to let him know you were home and safe. Three days go by and he is already anxious and scared. His men watch over you, giving him updates which keep him steady. Day 9 comes by and he can't help but try and reach out...except he stops before dialing your number. No, he isn't weak, he can't be the first to say sorry, that is not who he is.

For fucks sake, he runs a group of strong soldiers, he is meant to be heartless...right? And if he is heartless then why does his heart ache anytime he thinks of you? Why does he get the urge to cry if you don't ever speak to him? God those lips of yours, that voice and the stare. He becomes a madman for you. You are a drug, one he needs to consume. So, for days he plans it all. He will talk to you, a speech he rehearsed which is nothing but the truth. The mirror knows that too. "Sorry...no...there has to be a better way through this," Makarov changed. He was confident in everything but without you there, what is he now?

A mess, this is what has become of him. Damn it, why do you feel so close and still be so far? Idiot, fucking idiot. His office, filled with plans now empty from a clean spree he made while trying to not think of you. He knows you are around, knows you are at base playing a card game with your friends.

Time passes and it is day 12. He hasn't been the same, why the fuck do you affect him like this.

"No, no..." you laugh and he nudges you. Gosh, look at this view. Your legs over his snuggled on the couch as a cheap romance comes on screen. Cliche, all of it but it even makes him excited to experience it. He looks over at you, this is perfect. Your angelic face is complimented by the shades of the screen. He cups your face, "Kiss me, please," Vladimir needs this more than you.

Fuck it. He knocks on your door. It's been 504 hours since he last held you in his arms. Kissed you, smiled because of you, laughed with you, made love to you. 504 hours of pure torture. Everyone at your base was asleep. His heart races as he awaits to see you. Your door opens and you stand there, confused. "Makarov?" Oh yes, say it again, say my name, he thinks.

In his hand, a bouquet of your favourite flowers mixed with money. "I'm an idiot, I know. And...I'm sorry for not apologising sooner, for not acknowledging you calling me out on something I know now was wrong, I'm sorry...I'm sorry for needing you, I'm sorry for crying...but I'm not sorry for loving you," his eyes filled with tears. Fuck does he love you.

You may ask, what made him so emotional? That picture he took of you and him on Christmas. That day, he knew he loved you, he knew that in his miserable life, you were the only and last good thing he could have. That morning, he received the best gift. The first genuine 'I love you' he ever got in his life. You knew then that he was the one. It's why you now have him in your room, kissing him and cuddling him because, for 504 hours, you too missed him.

"I love you, I love you.." Makarov repeated after every kiss he gave your body. You smile and repeat over and over, "I love you too."

And so it goes that the cruel Vladimir Makarov, held the hand of his beloved as they walked down the aisle. Mr. and Mrs. Makarov, what a risky love this will be.

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bravo-seven · 7 months

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"I'm up to doin' my fuckin' job, kid. You should try it sometime."

MW3 gifs 5/?

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gogogodzilla · 7 months

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day 25, humiliation

könig x reader warnings: nsfw 18+, dirty talk, sub! König, slight choking, oral, unprotected sex, creampie kinktober ☠︎︎ main masterlist ☠︎︎ read on ao3

König’s job caused him to be gone for long periods of time, and you both had a strict ‘no-touch’ rule. It made your reunions that much more pleasurable. He’d called you one night near the end of his mission, voice breathy and desperate.

“I’m sorry, maus,” he had whispered on the other end of your phone call. “I couldn’t help it. Just miss you so much.”

From the way he whined his words, you knew immediately what he was doing and you knew that he was close. You pictured him furiously stroking his large cock, his black t-shirt hiked up just enough to show his dark happy trail and the harsh lines of his abs. He begged to hear your voice while he came. You tsked but decided to grant him mercy that night. You could hear the wet slaps of his fist sliding along his cock, and the sound caused a jolt to run through you. You’d coaxed him through his orgasm, letting him know each and every single thing you wanted him to do to you when you got home. A muffled cry from the other end of your call told you he had finished, and you could practically see the cum dripping off of his hand.

When he returned home, a thousand apologies left his lips as he kissed you. You led him to your bedroom, and he kneeled before you.

There was something exhilarating about bringing a man as big as König to his knees. He was powerful in every sense of the word, and here he was, begging at your feet.

You supposed that was what you loved so much about him. He wasn’t afraid to show his submissive side, and you savored every moment. He trailed his hands up your leg, fingers dancing over your calves before moving onto your thighs. He was lucky you were feeling generous enough to allow him to touch you. If you were honest, after his phone call, you were chomping at the bit for him to come home, and you practically jumped him as soon as he crossed the threshold into your home.

You cupped his chin, forcing him to look at you. “Do you think you deserve to cum tonight, baby?” you asked, sticking your bottom lip out in feigned pity.

“I’m sorry, maus,” he moaned, leaning into your touch.

Your grip tightened on his jaw, and you hissed out, “I didn’t ask if you were sorry. I asked if you deserved to cum tonight?”

He shook his head, “No, maus.”

You straightened, releasing your hold on him, “That’s right.”

You backed up until the back of your thighs hit the edge of your bed, and you sat, spreading your legs for him. Your eyes drifted down his body, every muscle wound tight, and his cock was already straining in his tactical pants.

Your eyes hardened as they returned to his face, warning him not to move. You grip the hem of your sleep shirt and slowly pull it over your head, exposing yourself to König. A strangled moan leaves him as his eyes rake over your body, taking in every inch of your form.

You scoot back onto your bed, arching yourself against the mattress. “Come take my panties off me, baby,” you ordered, enjoying the way he scrambled to touch you. His large hands made quick work of your undergarment, flinging it to the side as your dripping core was revealed to him.

“You think you can be good and eat me out until you’re forgiven?” you questioned, raising a brow.

He nodded fervently, obediently settling between your legs. He wrapped his arms around your legs, keeping you in place while he trailed kisses over your inner thighs. You shifted your hips against his grasp, aching for his mouth on your core.

He sucked a love bite on your inner thigh before moving to press a kiss against your hip bone, teasing you. You hissed out his name in a warning. You felt him grin against you before he latched his lips onto your core, ripping any retort you had planned out of you.

His tongue worked relentlessly against your core, swiping through your folds before circling your clit. He eagerly lapped up your juices, groaning at the taste of you. His fingertips wandered up your abdomen to fondle your breasts. He kneaded your breast before extending his thumb to circle your nipple, matching the movements of his tongue on your clit.

Your moans reverberated through your bedroom as he devoured you like a starved man.

“Don’t stop,” you moaned as you felt your release creeping up on you. He whined against your core as you bucked your hips against him, grinding against his tongue. His moans sent vibrations coursing through you, which had your eyes rolling back in your head. König definitely knew how to apologize.

Your release hit you without a moment’s hesitation, and your thighs clamped around König’s head as you spasmed against him. He ardently sucked up your release as desperate moans escaped his lips and you rode out your high.

You pushed his head away from your dripping core before he could overstimulate you. You had plans, after all.

“Lie down on your back,” you commanded as you sat up, attempting to catch your breath.

He did as he was told, obediently laying beside you. He settled his hands over his crotch, avoiding your gaze. You leaned over him, a devious grin gracing your features. You tugged his hand away, and your grin widened as you saw the wet spot against the dark green of his trousers.

“Look at you, cumming in your pants like some virgin who’s never tasted pussy before,” you cooed as you situated yourself just below his hips.

You palmed him through his pants, earning a desperate whine in return. “Aww,” you stuck out your bottom lip, “is someone a little sensitive?”

You made quick work of unbuttoning his pants and yanking his zipper down. You slid your hand under his waistband and freed his hardening cock.

It still astounded you just how large he was, and your thighs clenched together as you stroked him, spreading his release.

“Bitte,” he pleaded, jutting his hips, “want to be inside you. Need to feel you around me, maus.”

You tsked, “I don’t think you’re in a position to be making demands, baby. You already came without my permission once tonight.”

He whined as you moved up his body and settled yourself onto his cock, dragging your hips slowly over him. His release mixed with your own, and you easily slid over him. Each pass of your hips over the sensitive head of his cock had a breathy gasp leaving him.

Finally, you reached between you and positioned his length at your entrance, biting your lip as you slowly lowered yourself onto him. He grabbed your hips, steadying you as you took him inch by inch. You threw your head back, relishing just how full you felt. You didn’t think you’d ever get over the feeling of him inside you.

Once you were fully seated, you took a few moments to adjust and your thoughts were becoming hazy. You’d thought of this moment for weeks, and your imagination didn’t do it any justice. König twitched inside you, and you could feel him straining below you, attempting to not lose himself within you.

“No touching, König,” you warned as you slowly began to rock your hips. He whined at your words but tangled his fingers into the sheets nonetheless.

You rested one hand on König’s throat while the other reached between your legs to draw lazy circles around your clit. Your legs were burning as you bounced on König’s cock, setting a brutal pace.

He lifted his head to watch you, groaning at the sight of your lip tucked between your teeth as you rode him like your life depended on it. Your greedy cunt swallowed him whole, practically stretched to your limits.

“You like being used like some toy? So pathetic, whining for me,” you hissed, wrapping a hand around his throat and squeezing lightly.

“Please let me cum, schatz,” he begged as his hips rutted against yours. “Please, please, fuck, maus. So tight.”

“So pitiful, Kö,” you panted as you leaned forward to put both hands on the headboard. The new angle had you seeing stars, and your second orgasm was rapidly approaching.

You lifted yourself almost completely off of his cock before slamming back down on it, eliciting a cry from the both of you. You arched your back as König hit that spongy spot inside you that had you clenching around him.

“Right there, baby, shit, feels so good,” you gasped as you moved your hips, hitting that spot over and over again.

Within moments, you were cumming around him. His name and a few expletives graced your lips as your hips stuttered against his.

König held onto the sheets with white knuckles, “Please, schatz, let me cum. Please, please, please.”

You nodded, breathless, “Cum for me, baby.”

He buried himself deep within you as he came with a strangled cry. His eyes rolled into the back of his head as he arched off of the mattress and his release painted your walls.

You continued to move your hips, milking him for every drop, causing a whine to escape him. His thighs began to shake underneath you as you continued to ride him. Unintelligible pleas left his lips, his overstimulated cock twitching inside you.

“Have you learned your lesson?” you questioned, slowing your movements only slightly.

He nodded quickly, “Yes, maus. I won’t break the rules again.”

“Good boy.”

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sleepyconfusedpotato · 10 months

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Me if Price dies :

Me if Gaz dies :

Me if Ghost dies :

Me if Soap dies :

Me if Farah dies :

Me if Alex dies :

Me if Laswell dies :

Me if Nikolai dies :

#sorry #call of duty #call of duty modern warfare #cod mw #cod #task force 141 #simon ghost riley #captain price #johnny soap mactavish #kyle gaz garrick #cod meme #call of duty modern warfare 3 #call of duty modern warfare 2023 #call of duty modern warfare III #I'm in tears rn

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emmster · 27 days

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Pages 7-9 of the mw3 x D2 Au

#cod x destiny #sergeant soap mactavish #johnny soap mactavish #my art #digital art #procreate #modern warfare 3 spoilers #mw3 2023 #call of duty #comic #fancomic #fan comic #I need to figure out how to do proper speech bubbles they look so ugly and out of place

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temeyes · 5 months

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happy new year, everyone!!! let's go 2024!!

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welldonekhushi · 7 months

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Okay guys, I'm back and.. I needed a short break after what happened in the MWIII campaign. Words can't express how shocked I was when I reached the end of the campaign and.. it left me in confusion, denial, depression and anger.

I'm putting a "read more" below because, if there are people who still haven't played MWIII, I'll keep ya guys safe.

Our theories before were constantly revolving that who's gonna die and what worse is going to happen.. it first pointed towards the fate of Price or Gaz. But, turns out we were jinxed. JINXED.

The campaign was.. okay but at the same time I felt it was small. Quite rushed. I did have a light of concern over their release date when MWII was currently trending. I was reading others reviews of how they felt about the game and yes, I agree with the same. But I wanna talk about Soap's fate this time..

Soap, who JUST started his journey, like, the one who only appeared in MWII and hoped we would see him more develop in the further games to be just.. killed off? When were they moments away from achieving victory?

So only because it's called MW3 ✌🏻 and you wanted to give us all a nostalgic experience you'll.. give them the original plot treatment? Both Soaps in the Modern Warfare universes.. died under the hands of Vladimir Makarov but in different circumstances.

This is where I got a bit angry at Price because, why didn't you kill Makarov instead of taking him in custody in Verdansk?! That guy is a walking grim reaper, and if Price took that action before, not just Soap but MANY more lives would have been saved. Soap was a man who was ready to take immediate action but always got backed off because of being bound to orders.

The end scene when they took out his ashes.. it broke me. Like, how unexpected this can be? Well, though I know Makarov already gave a warning that he was going to kill him off in the heli scene, but.. it's just not it? Like, honestly, I was hopeful Soap would survive.. it's disappointing for me, as someone who loves him so much, like anything.

So ScarSoap's now an angsty ship? Because let it be for both universes — OG and Reboot, Scarlet's going to be left behind? Welp, I'm more sad now, lol.

Otherwise, the expectations I had for the campaign were somehow, not met to the fullest but let's talk about the good things.

Price killing off Shepherd. YES, THAT'S WHAT I'M TALKING ABOUT. I freaking knew that he was going to die and my prediction called itself right. But, now that Price killed a 4-star General, he's gonna go rogue. You mean, batshit, crazy and unhinged Price on the move?!

Julian Kostov. The man. Bro, like, when he was featured in the reveal trailer, I was just hoping that he'd play the role of Makarov well and guess what? He did! I absolutely loved how he portrayed the man and he looked intimidating and twisted like a true psychopath. Truly, he could compete with the OG!Makarov and it's proven! Hats off to the actor, really <3

Price DOESN'T die. Neither in my beliefs, Farah and Alex. A relief. A pure relief, for real. The trailers showed him passing out but glad he's good in one piece. But, did that happen for the cost of killing Soap? :')

Graves and Shepherd betray each other in the conference, LMFAO! Who knew they were going to turn their backs on each other. Graves really had nothing to do with this, he was just a man following orders.. the problem lies with Shepherd, and always has.

Now, these guys said we're gonna release the "full campaign" on November 10. You mean.. the early access didn't show much of the story? So there's hope? OR NOT? Sigh, I don't want to think about it.. I just don't. I've been delulu, haha

Anyways, these are my thoughts for Modern Warfare III! What do you feel about it, let me know in the comments!

#mw3 spoilers #cod #call of duty #cod mw #call of duty modern warfare #cod mw23 #call of duty modern warfare 2023 #call of duty modern warfare iii #call of duty modern warfare 3

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