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fortheloveofkonig · 11 months

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Hello, hope you're having a good day/night

I was wondering if I could request the 141 x Male reader, they know alot of medical like they use their knowledge of the human body against anyone whom threatens them (or people the care about). They aren't a medic are doctor parday but have extensive knowledge of the field that helps the team. Seem cold uncaring and ruthless but if anyone of them is injured its like a total switch of 'mom bear mode' checking them over the gentle hands and worry.

(Kinda of trope of don't mess with the doctor lol)

Summary: TF 141 reacts to Reader who knows a frightening amount of medical knowledge.

Note: I'm going to do this as more of a headcanons type of post ^^ hope this is good enough! ^^ I did 95% of this all in the last 2 hours

Content: Medical speak, Injuries, Slight Torture, Slightly Bad Medical Research, But I Did Research. Roach Talks.

Word Count: 1085

TF 141 x Knowledgeable in Medic Field M! Reader

Ghost

Probably first heard about your knowledge from Soap talking to him about how terrifying it is to see it come into play

Doesn't believe him.

You've always been good at what you do but have never shown any previous knowledge or interest in the medical field so, who can blame him?

There was also no way you could've went to medical school unless you were years above your usual education range

He finally sees it come into play when you two were 'interrogating' someone.

"If you're gonna stab, don't do it right there. Price said he needs to stay alive."

Ghost looks at you, annoyed. "I've stabbed many people and seen many people survive stab wounds of surrounding areas."

"In lower places of the abdomen and with quicker medical care, if you do it there" You point to where he had the knife, pointed at the tied up man's skin. "It could puncture an intestine and we will be fucked. If you want to stab, move the knife below the belly button...about right... right there. Do not remove the knife once it pierces through."

He did as you said, with questions, but still followed your lead.

From then on he watched everything you did, even noticing that you took care of some of the rookies that ended up with minor cuts and damage that wasn't enough to bother the medics with.

Needless to say, he also ended up coming to you for some patch ups, mostly when he wanted to keep his new damage a secret from Price.

He ended up finding it kind of hot during the interrogation thing so he often asked to do things like that with you again.

Soap

Honestly, probably figured out about your medical knowledge after he was being a dumbass with explosives and almost got hurt.

"Go change into some shorts and a tank top." Your voice was in a serious tone as you went to grab a nearby first aid kit.

"Already wanting to see me strip?"

You just glared at him until he actually left and did what was told.

Despite having only a few scratches, you still cleaned them up as best as you could.

You also went on a rant about it too, about how dumb he was

"Do you realize how dumb you are? What if you actually made a big explosion and a piece of shrapnel flew and hit one of the carotid arteries in your neck?

"My What?"

"Do you realize how fast you would've died? Why weren't you wearing any protective gear?"

"I'm pretty bad at forgetting protection."

If looks could kill, he'd be dead.

That was not the last time you had to clean his wounds, he seems to be a magnet for them.

Asks you more about medical stuff, just to get an idea on how much you know.

You know a lot.

Unsure at this point if he hurts himself in new ways just to hear you yell at him for what dumb way he could've gotten himself killed this time.

Gaz

He falls out of helicopters a lot, that's the truth. What's one more time?

This time (and somehow not the last?) he ended up hurting his foot, you were there the whole time when it happened.

When the both of you were both safe in the safety of a van, you got him to put his leg up so you could check it.

"This is stupid" He mutters, "It's nothing more than it has been in the past."

"Shush, let me concentrate" You mutter feeling around his bootless ankle, nodding your head when you hear him hiss at a pointed touch.

"Any pain when you walk on it?"

"Possibly....yes."

"I'm gonna say it's a sprain for now but I think we should take you to the infirmary after we get back to base. Doesn't seem dislocated. Possible fracture though."

It was just a sprain

Was surprised when you spoke fluent...doctor to the doctor.

Honestly felt like a little kid in the doctor's office, watching his parent's converse with the Doctor telling them what was wrong.

Wouldn't have it any other way.

Price

Always knew, almost nothing gets by him unnoticed

Was probably one of the reasons he wanted you on the task force.

He knows how soap and gaz the boys are

Has you teaching rookies how to probably put a tourniquet on.

"What the fuck are you doing? That's not how I taught you."

The rookie you were speaking to just looked down at the dummy that they were working on and the tourniquet, "It looks-"

"Terrible! He's still bleeding out! Retry it."

Definitely has to sit in on these sessions, some rookies have complained to him that you take it too far.

You always just use the excuse that if those were real people and not training dummies, they'd be at fault for letting them die.

He agrees with you.

The rookie looks over at Price.

"Get to it. He told you to retry it. The man is bleeding out."

Mostly just sits in because it's less complaints now that he is showing he agrees with you in front of everyone.

Roach

This fucker needs a friend that has medical knowledge

Much like Soap, it seems like he is a wound magnet

Was probably the first of the 141 that you had to go full protective, medical knowledge out and work on him.

Man's like a tank too, no matter what the day brings to him it seems he's just able to walk it off

You don't let him

"You're limping, sit down."

He just waves it off, "'m good."

"Like hell you are." You walk up to him and grab his wrist, dragging him to a nearby chair and pushing him onto it. "Stay or I'll have Ghost lay on you."

Does not stay.

You cannot get Ghost to lay on him.

You just end up pelting pillows at him until he joins into a pillow fight, and you both end up getting exhausted.

"I'll rest right here."

"Good."

Stubborn but still okay with medical help

Often comes to you with oddly specific questions.

"Hypothetically, if a car blew up in the near vicinity of where I was at, what is the possible health issues that could arise?"

"Well, burn marks obviously, depending on the distance it could be any degree. If it was enough to knock you over, then a possible concussion. Depending if you hit the ground and hard enough, possible broken or fractured bones. Not to even mention the possible pieces of metal and glass flying, and just blast trauma in general. Could cause damage to internal organs with enough force."

"Okay, so...hypothetically, if that happened, I should go to the infirmary?"

"Roach, were you next to a car when it blew up?"

"..."

"Gary???"

You immediately dragged him to the infirmary.

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moon-at-dawn · 5 months

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Captain Mactavish hits differently

#call of duty #john soap mactavish #cod mw2 #09 cod #captain m #captain mactavish

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blingblong55 · 20 days

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Worth it- 141 & Laswell

pic credits: @gamergirlbonestaskforce141riot (left)and @ave661 (middle)

Based on a request: Wait, wait, first of all hope you're doing well and make sure to drink a glass of water if you haven't already. Cozy? Yeah? Okay, Can I request something (you can choose whether it's a HCor not,etc etc) on how TF141 would react to meeting a teen boy around 15-16, who's like a genius in engineering, mathematics, and physics? Like the boy could legitimately build a rocket if he had the time, help and materials. Maybe the meet him because he got in trouble with the government for unknowingly making a weapon? Maybe he made it for a class assignment and it was stolen without his knowledge? Whatever you think makes sense here. Leaving space for you to enter your own creative thoughts, just the general idea of it. The boy is based on a character of mine from a book I'm writing, his name his Michael, but ofc you can switch that up however you wish. Have fun with this one Ignore if it doesn't sound fun to ya <3 ---- M!Reader, genius!reader, platonic!relationship? ----

A/N: drank enough water, thanks for the reminder <3

Y/N, the name of the unknown internet user that had been chased by many governments and caught by the one and only Task Force 1-4-1.

You created something so dangerous that no one believed Laswell when she told her bosses the age you had when you started all this. You created the one thing most geniuses working for the government didn't know existed outside of the numbers and graphs they had done for it. At first, the FBI had named you un-sub A. Now, they can finally put a name to the unknown face.

How were you caught? Well, it wasn't easy, let's start there. When all this mess began, you were no older than fifteen. You are practically a ticking bomb to the government so when they heard that someone was asking the right questions to chemists around your city, they began to search for you. Laswell at the time was on a small break from work but the journals you had left in your parent's home when you ran away one rainy day.

In the journals, Laswell found all she needed to have a task force assigned to find you. She called it Operation Mikey, the name was just to fill in the void of the one thing she couldn't find, you.

Your parents weren't much help in giving your name, hence why Mikey became a temporary replacement. With them high off any drug and you on the run with the rest of your journals, Price was tasked with finding you and making sure you were secured in their care.

For three months, you ran away. Moving to different cities and continuing your research of the chemical weapon you fabricated in your bedroom, the same one Laswell had locked in a laboratory somewhere in the capital of the country.

In month four, you found an abandoned building in the middle of the desert. That's where your laboratory, if you can call it that, began.

For months after that, you collected data and it wasn't until nine months later that Soap found you trading chemicals with some scientist that you were caught.

Once you were brought in, they had realised so much about you. You were way younger than what their profile had thought of, much more intelligent than they'd think a person your age was and so skilled in engineering, mathematics, and physics.

"Why didn't we find his information sooner," Laswell questions her bosses. "Kid was never even registered by his parents." The man on the phone answers. "How the hell did he even get this kind of education then?" She asks again but you had that answer.

"My parents just bought me books and hired a weird guy from the street to teach me anything," you respond and Price chuckles. "Bullshit, kid. Now tell us, how the hell did you get all of these journals?" He points to the evidence bags. Your research of months now being read by other scientists.

"I am the creator of them, not let me go," you protest against Ghost's grip on you. "No chance," Price barks. "What's your real name?" Laswell asks you. "Y/N," you answer knowing it was either this or get thrown in some federal prison.

"And you created this weapon? do you have any idea how dangerous it is to create something like this? How many people it would take to create a mathematical concept and then make it into a physical form?"

"It's not that hard, lady," you answer with an attitude. Were people this dumb?

It took hours, lots of bribing and one request from Soap and Gaz to give you food for you to open up. What? you are a teenager who needs enough food for growth, of course, you'll talk once they give you food. Talking and having to dumb it down took hours though. After all, how can you explain to hardheaded soldiers about probability theory, and why it mattered so much to your project that it took ten trials and two journals worth of failed work to get?

Laswell was more than impressed, no seriously, she was like a proud mother listening to you explain every page and even give notes in only a way that a teenage boy would to idiotic adults like them. She thought it was so adorable how a boy your age would throw nerdy jokes into the explanations and how she watched you be the only one to laugh at them.

Ghost would often smile when you'd give a snarky comment to Price. Don't get him started on the chuckles he let out when you threw a few old man jokes at Price or made comments on Soap's weird hairstyle. The comments towards Gaz were funny but also adorable how you tried to find more reasons to get him annoyed.

Price thought of his son who was about your age when you'd get excited over your most recent discovery for the weapon you had created. It was nice to know that behind all that matter in your head, you were still a kid. It was even nicer when you'd make the jokes no one understood but secretly, Price's nerdy self understood some jokes.

Gaz saw his younger brother in you, which is why even when you made jokes at his expense, he would let them pass. The way you looked at him when having to explain things was nice in some way but it was way funnier when you called Soap the smart one of all four for being able to understand the way bombs work better than anyone and then have Ghost shake his head and tell you, "that man is just a muppet, don't believe what we tell you about his work."

Soap was fascinated by you for sure. Just like Price, he understood some of the jokes, even the cheesy puns you made about certain elements. He liked you, it was something fresh from the people he usually deals with.

The team, for the past few days, grew to adore the nerdy man you are. Yeah, you teased and even called them out on wrong facts but it was new. It's good to have someone so intelligent and be so honest with them this time. What was funny is that you know so much about many topics few understand but you don't know much about real life outside of the nerdy realm you live in. It's a nice feeling when passing by Laswells office you find a framed picture of the day Ghost and the other men of the team taught you about hunting and even how to play baseball, something you sucked at in the beginning but have gotten better over time.

It's like having four funny, serious, and cool dads and an amazing mum whilst being taken care of at the base the team called home.

A/N: I hope this was somewhat okay and good luck on your book!

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ghouljams · 8 months

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What do you think Soap’s reaction to his demon purring would be ? For some reason, I could see her with a very loud purr, the kind that shakes you to your core and has your body filled with free serotonin in less than a minute. I would absolutely lose it if Soap was patting her head and she would actually start *vibrating* because of her loud purring.

The guy would probably tease the hell out of her for this.

Hush absolutely purrs so loud, and it's definitely shocking for yet another "why would I read the manual" demon wrangler.

You're laying on top of Soap on the couch in the barrack's commons. He's scratching your head idly as he reads over a dossier. You've got your face pressed against his chest, arms around his waist. One of his knees is bent to cage you against the couch, keeping you from falling off as you both relax. Your eyes drift closed, blinking slow as you watch shitty TV. If you knew there were going to be lazy days like this, you would've clawed your way topside ages ago.

Soap feels a little rumble from you, and smiles to himself. He hadn't anticipated demons would be this cuddly. You're certainly useful in the field, definitely saved his neck enough times already to pay for yourself, but the cuddling? It's a pleasant surprise. Another rumble, longer this time as he scratches the base of where he knows your horns are(neatly vanished to aid the aforementioned cuddling). Then it really starts up in earnest.

The low purr that rumbles against his chest like an overgrown cat. It rolls over him like gentle thunder. Louder than anything he's heard even from the most affectionate kittens. You seem to vibrate with it, Soap tries to keep from laughing, it feels like you're trying to press those vibrations into him too.

He turns the page of his dossier, keeps his smile as he reads. It's hard to keep his focus on the actual material when you keep drawing it with your purrs. You're wonderfully comforting. And loud, despite the way the rest of you revolves around silence. He'll tease you for it later, when he's not being vibrated into the couch.

#cod x reader #x reader #oc x oc #x oc #oc: hush #john soap mactavish #johnny soap mactavish x reader #johnny soap mactavish #soap modern warfare #soap mw2 #soap x reader #soap x oc #this is where I lowkey drop that Hush uses he/him #and I have been sitting on that for a fucking while now #another OC that I have an incredibly clear vision of #soap x m!reader #soap x m!oc #just gonna... drop those on there

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yandere-kokeshi · 9 months

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Yandere Ghost, König, and Soap reacting to their male darling having cock-piercings

Warnings: yandere behavior and NSFW

A/N: this idea came to me because of my lovely

Johnny “Soap” MacTavish:

Seeing your Jacob's ladder for the first time whilst giving you a BJ after coming home from a three-month mission.

Johnny finds your piercing both stunning and nerve-wrecking. He’s calling you a brave man, definitely takes a minute to take it in, as he can’t imagine the pain you went through to get it done.

He teases you. So much. He likes to pull your buttons, always making sure to kiss your piercing before deep-throating your entire cock — going deep, rolling his tongue over the cold bars until you beg him for a break. Though, we both know you enjoy it.

Johnny can feel your breathing slow — something he loves. Your legs are widened enough, he sunk to his knees as the sounds of your heaving breathing and gasping when he held your cock, words blowing hot air directly on your sensitive skin.

His fingers traced the amount of aligned bars, making you shutter. He looked up at you, his eyes a deeper, darker, and deceiving blue. Something lusting in the water. Those narrow eyes boreholes into your exposed body as he chuckled at the choice of jewelry color.

“When did ya’ get it?”

You laughed, scooting deeper into the sofa, “Got it before you left. Was going to surprise you… then… y’know.”

He hummed, watching how your cock pulsed against his watchful gaze. Before you know it, his head dipped down. Soap gripped your left thigh, holding it open as his tongue caressed your twitching flesh. The hot, wet muscle lapped hungrily. It flicked at your slit, before going down to your piercings — circling and outline the curves of the barbells.

Your legs trembled on either side of his head. His mouth working you open like that was enough to fog your mind entirely.

“You like that?” he cooed between the slurps of his mouth against you. “Oh, I bet you fuckin’ do.”

You nodded a little too eagerly. His voice was heavy and deep with a depraved need to dominate you. To sully your skin with his desire. You weren’t going to stop him.

Whimpering out, you tugged down at his hair, making him deepen his warmth. Your eyes easily rolled back into your head, leaning against the couch. It was safe to say, he was nowhere near done admiring your piercings.

König:

Finding out you have a magic cross as he unbuckles your pants, his dirty and teasing voice coming out as he comes back from a mission; clearly agitated.

Very intrigued with your piercing. He’s only seen images or videos with men having these painful shrewd done to their body; at best, König treats it pretty much like a gem, a statue made out of pure Gold.

Admires it a lot. He’s eager to know how more sensitive you are, especially where the piercings are placed. He’s prone to doing new things: new positions, researching on how to overstimulate you, and what works best. Though, don’t forget, he loves to tease.

“Let me, please—!”

“No,” he interrupted, his eyes staring at your piercing before peering up at you, his neutral scowl and deepening eyes sending chills down your skin. “Who did it?”

You shrug your shoulders, not clearly remembering your piercer. Who would? He growled at your answer before beginning to place a few kisses on the inside of your thighs, then biting down roughly – renewing his fading marks before moving down to your balls, licking along your raphe.

You let out a wail and threw your arms over your eyes. Your body was covered in a thin layer of sweat already. You dig your heels into his shoulders, begging without words for him to finally let you finish.

“König, would you—!”

His strong arms clamp down on your ankles and pull them down until your thighs are squished against him. König growled, a fair warning to knock it off.

You listened, but only gasped and felt the urge to clamp your knees shut as his fingers dipped down until they prodded at your puckered entrance — two thick fingers already slicked from sweat and a bit of lube. He started to stretch your hole.

Finally, after what felt like an eternity of teasing, his mouth engulfed your cock — his soft tortuous tongue laps around the tip of your cock, circling around the barbells as he watches your face. After a few more circles, his tongue switches to flicking up and down.

His two strong fingers press upwards inside you, making small curls until he is able to hit the spot with every press up. The hand on your stomach pressed down even harder, and the fingers inside you pressed up, now directly pushing the spot inside you.

Your hand naturally went down and tugged at König’s hair, his blue-darkened eyes caught yours. He growled again, sending vibrations onto your sex. A high, needy moan slips from your lips as he deepened his groans, creating more vigorous vibrations on your cock.

His hold on your thighs tightens, his hands already creating bruises from his touchiness. Though, he released your cock with a pop! His fingers exciting your now-used hole and reached upwards to your pulsing chest.

Dark eyes caught yours. He grunted your name and you, heaving harshly, let out a whine at his painful torture as he restarted — all over again.

Clearly, with his look, he wasn’t going to let you finish anytime soon due to being a brat. And getting something without his permission.

Simon “Ghost” Riley:

Coming across your Reverse Prince Albert piercing after he decides on surprising you in the shower — right when he comes home from a long and grueling mission.

Not a stranger to piercings; finds it pretty impressive as well as unique. Before you know it, his hands are surrounding your cock; rubbing it in a way that’s devilish.

He knows how sensitive you already are — he does, and with this? He’s definitely using this as an advantage to touch you more. You’re testing his patience, aren’t you? He can’t wait to see how long he can tease you till tears come down.

It’s a slow act, really. At first, you didn’t know he was there. And next, you felt arms around your lower waist and a familiar presence that was too hard to ignore. Not with the automatic hard nudge of something hitting the back of your thigh.

“Seems like someone missed me,” you teased, feeling his fingers trail to your thighs then back upwards to your stomach. His head rests on the back of your neck, smelling your skin.

“When did ya’ get this?” Simon asks, peering over your head to look at your new piercing.

You let out a laugh before answering: “Got it a week after you left.”

He hummed, before starting to nip at your neck, sucking permanent marks as you lean back, moaning at the pressured water and his attacks. Though, you gazed down your legs, seeing Simon’s erect cock positioning right between your thighs, below your balls.

It’s ridiculous, no matter the times you two have had sex in the shower – especially after his missions, you find yourself always flustered. Ears feeling hot and cheeks warm like hell. You couldn’t stop peering down at his cock – huge in every sense, the shaft of it is thick and veiny. The tip of his cock is shiny from his pre-cum and the pressurized water.

You always loved to admire his cock, but it’s his turn now. To admire and worship your body like you’ve always done to him.

“Someone shy?” he teased, one of his hands staying on your waist as the other reached down to your own sex, positioning his fingers to trail up and down your erect cock. You shuddered when his thumb grazed against your tip, as well as the piercing.

He clicked his tongue, feeling you shutter. His tongue reconnects with your neck, sucking and pulling at your skin before he smooths his thumb over the head of your cock. You groan, eyelids fluttering closed as you lean back into him; feeling his own pulse between your slicked thighs.

A chuckle sounds above you, and you crane your neck to catch his eyes. “M’ gonna reward you.”

Before you could say anything, his hand engulfed your length – rubbing you up and down as his hand, that was originally on your hip, went up to your throat; gripping it as a way to deepen his attacks on your shoulders.

“Fuck—” you choke on your curse, thighs rattling against him as he circles your head slowly. It’s blissful, the sticky, warm cum that blooms out of your head makes him growl. You probably look ridiculous, eyes rolling in the back of your skull as you claw at his arm.

The already thin pink marks showing. But, it does little to phase the man.

“What a good boy,” he murmurs, continuing his assault on your flesh. You wanted to tell him to go faster, but you knew if you did so, he’d stop it. Teasing you. Calling you his whore. His slut to tame.

As if Ghost couldn’t handle it, the hand around your throat went back to your hip. His lips attached your neck as he started to slowly fuck your thighs. Simon suckled, kissed, and bit along your neck, guaranteeing to leave more as he promised.

You keened, arching your back and attempting to pull him in a kiss. His lips crashed against yours and his tongue pushed into your mouth.

“Imgonna- m’ cum!” you choke with each sudden movement, his hand quickening its pace. He shifts before long, his hips coming flush against yours before he nearly pulls out, only to slam right back into your used thighs.

Your fingernails sank deep into the curves of his bicep as the waves of bliss crash over you. You came in the shower, sending your own onto the floor as Ghost started to hit his hips faster and faster.

“Hah– Shit-” he slurs, his voice reaching your ears. Finally, he cums with a haggard moan, body trembling as his cock spurts between your thighs and now the floor – mixing with your own down the drain.

Neither of you moved for a while, basking in the initial afterglow, before Simon pulled out between your stained thighs. You whined out, before yelping out in surprise; getting hiked up onto his shoulders as he kneeled to the ground.

Obviously, his hunger wasn’t satisfied.

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sudzymactavish · 15 days

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how do you feel about a ghost/soap/m!reader poly fic? You could probably incorporate a/b/o into that, and I have some ideas (:

-🌌

Hello anon!

Loving this prompt ‼️

Two on one

TW: smut, dick mention, heats

You, Ghost, and Johnny were in a polyamourus relationship. You loved your boyfriends, your two omega lovers always being sweet to you. When they came home from deployment, they fell into your arms eagerly.

This time, they practically pounced on you. "Hello boys. I'm happy to see you." You petted their heads, them purring under your touch. Though, it was strange they ran into your arms so fast. Had something happened? "Did something happen? You two are more touchy than usual today." You inquired, looking at Ghost, who hugged onto you tighter than Johnny. Have you not looked at the calendar? Ghost responded back. You glanced at the calandar to see that both their heats were soon. A couple of days in fact, and you hadn't prepared or anything. "Oh." You mentally cursed yourself, forgetting this special period of time. Not very nice of ye, lad. Soap pouted, though he still hung onto you. "I'm sorry boys. I was busy, and I completely forgot. I'll be ordering everything right now." You unfortunately had to leave Ghost and Johnny alone in the living room, grabbing your laptop. You ordered everything they would need, like protein bars, easy food (aka snacks or something you don't have to cook), electrolyte drinks, cooling packs, etc.

Heats were fun to the alpha, yes, but for the omega it would be horrible. Being constantly hot and sweaty, hungry, thirsty, and incredibly horny. Despite the sex appeal of heats, you knew it would be tough for them.

Eventually, it came the day before their heats. Their heats have synced this time (thank god) so it will just be at the same time, instead of that unlucky time... It had happened a few months ago. After Ghost had his heat, the second it ended, Johnny started his, also triggering Ghost's again. You have no idea how you survived that.

You were bathing Johnny, making sure to wash him well. During heats, getting up from bed can be tough. So, you try to get him as clean as possible. Naw lad! I don't need a shave! My stubble is jus' comin' in! He whined, moving all around. "Soap, please. Your stubble will grow back in no time, i promise." You reassured him. Soap whined, but he stayed still for you. You knew not to shave his mowhawk, as he would never forgive you. You bathed him after. With Ghost, he didn't complain too much.

After cleaning them, you started to change the bedsheets and wash them well. Vacuuming, cleaning up, organizing, you did it all. After it all, you were exhausted. Ghost made dinner, and Johnny read a little before all 3 of you climbed into bed for a peaceful sleep. Until their heat hit.

Pheromones wafted towards your nose as you heard Ghost and Johnny shimmy out of their pj's, leaving their sweaty skin bare. "Darlings..?" You slurred, sitting up. You could hear their little whines, as the two boys simultaneously pawed at your boxers. "My poor boys." You cooed, taking your boxers off. Johnny practically jumped onto your member, slipping it inside his walls. Ghost found your fingers and rubbed his hole over them. You accepted and put two inside him, him riding your fingers just as vigorously as Johnny was lifting himself up and down your shaft. The sex lasted for hours, letting the boys have as many orgasims as they could.

The next day, you showered and gave the boys some of the snacks you ordered, managing to get some reading in before their needy mewls came from the bedroom.

You came back in, and Ghost tackled you to the ground. He was already grinding himself on you before you even took off your pants. When you finally got them off, Ghost rode you much faster than last night. Johnny whined for you, but you were kinda on the ground. So you had to ask Ghost to stop for a second, and he obliged. When you got onto the bed and were able to take care of the both of them, he resumed.

Its not like little fights broke out either. Johnny did try to shove Ghost off your shaft once, since your fingers weren't enough. You had to implement a sharing rule to the both of them, which they reluctantly agreed to.

You made sure they felt the best they could feel as well. Using the cooling packs, letting them stay in bed and cooking for them, granting them free use of your shaft even if you were asleep.

You made sure to always be by their side. They need a hug? You're there. They need a kiss? You're there. They need anything at all? You're there. You cared about your boys so much.

Once their heat was over, you were exhausted. It felt like you could barely move because of how strenuous the week had been. You felt a pair of hands touch your back, rubbing it. Ye okay lad? Johnny asked, a smile on his face. "I'm so tired.. I should bathe you both-" Ghost interrupted you. No love. You rest. We can bathe and make you some food. You smiled at his words, closing your eyes again with content.

You loved them so much. And they loved you too.

#cod modern warfare #john mactavish #cod #simon ghost riley #gay #john soap mactavish #m reader #x top male reader #ghost x soap #soap x ghost #ghoap x reader #ghoap smut #sudzyswritings #sudzysasks #ghost simon riley

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cerise-on-top · 5 days

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what if the 141 boys had a ridiculously tall husband. like. a little bit taller than konig, probably. and he's really scary to people, actually!!!! but not his s/o , nuh uh, he's disgustingly sweet to his beloved.. sorry i'm rambling, i think (jokes and idiocy aside i adore your headcanons <3)

Hey there! Thank you, that's very kind of you! Also thank you for sending in a request for a male reader, you're one of the first ones and I was very excited to write about a male reader for once :D

TF141 With A Very Tall Husband

Price: He didn’t really think he’d ever be dating someone much, much taller than him. Sure, he doesn’t particularly mind, but he’s not short either, with him standing at 1,88m himself. It makes him feel small at times, especially if you’re pretty muscular too. He doesn’t get insecure about it in the slightest, oh no, but it’s weird to be so much shorter than your loved ones. However, he’s pretty used to scary people by now. Ghost isn’t exactly a delight to have around at first when you don’t know him either, so he knows how to deal with scary people. Might ask you to tone it down a little bit when you’re scaring other people too much, he doesn’t particularly wanna attract attention like that. But you being a sweetheart towards him? It melts his heart. He knows what you’re like towards people that aren’t him, so it makes him smile that you’re willing to do just about anything for him just to spend some time with him. You wanna trim his beard? There’s a good chance you’ve got some experience with that anyway, so he really doesn’t mind it as much. Hell, he probably trusts you more than his own barber at times. Besides, it’s a nice little bonding activity. If you have a beard then he’ll offer to trim it for you as well. Price isn’t really opposed to being the little spoon, or just being held in general. Quite the opposite, you being this tall sometimes puts him in a cuddly mood where he just plops down into your arms. Gently scratch his scalp and there’s a good chance he’ll even fall asleep on you. He’s so used to being everyone’s protector, it feels nice to be protected for once. But he won’t always settle for being held either, it’s his job to make you feel safe and sound as well, and thus he will take on the role of cuddler as well. Will fight you for that role, actually. Price is a real sweetheart towards his loved ones as well, so I think the two of you would fit well together. His mere presence demands respect in the right people, which can sometimes scare others. So, from time to time, you might both scare other people together. Sometimes intentionally, sometimes unintentionally.

Gaz: He makes so many jokes about you being this tall and feigns being hurt about being much shorter than you are. You’re his behemoth, his leviathan and his ziz. Loves calling you the names of monsters that are said to be pretty big, it’s endearing to him. Besides, you’re scary enough that some people call you a monster anyway, if just for your height. If anyone ever were to call you that in front of Gaz, then they’ll end up with a black eye. No one gets to call you a monster but him. While he won’t always approve of you scaring everyone, Gaz does have a few friends that he wants you to get along with, he won’t particularly do anything about it either if that’s just what you’re like. Might try to make you seem a bit less scary by being a bit more affectionate with you in public. Holding your hand, giving you a peck on the cheek, giving you a hug. Those kinds of things. He actually loves you being this tall since that means you can pick him up and spin him around. He’s not been picked up ever since he was a little boy, so he definitely wouldn’t mind you showing off to him just how strong you are. Is also always looking for an excuse to hold your hand. Oh, seems like he forgot just how big your hand actually is and how much it engulfs his. Remind him for a moment and hold his hand, will you? Gaz is a sweetheart towards his loved ones anyway, if you look past the fact he will sass anyone to show his affection, so he loves that you’re so sweet towards him. Though, sometimes he wishes you were about the same height so you could actually share each other’s wardrobe. But hey, at least he gets to wear your extremely oversized shirts and hoodies, one of his favorite things to do. Another thing he also adores is just sitting in your lap when you’re home together and will also place your hands so that you’re holding him in your arms. If you’ve got really warm hands then he’ll place them atop his thighs to keep himself warm. Gaz isn’t the warmest person out there, but that just means you get to warm him up yourself. Is actually a lot cuddlier because you’re this tall and will become your personal blanket.

Ghost: He feels kind of perplexed about you being so much taller than him. Ghost is 1,95m, he towers over pretty much anyone, so how dare you be so much taller than him. Pretends to hate you being this tall, actually loves it. Sometimes he dreams of sparring with you under the moonlight to assert his dominance, even though there’s really no need to since you’re such a sweetheart towards him. He probably just needs to ask and would get anything from you. He really doesn’t mind you scaring pretty much everyone off, he has the same effect on people he doesn’t know. That just means there’s less people to worry about in his life for the time being. You’ll be spending a lot of time alone with each other that way, which he really likes. Though, maybe don’t scare his teammates too much, he genuinely likes them and wants them to be well too. Though, it’s kind of hard to properly scare them anyway. Ghost is usually a pretty quiet man when there’s no need for chit chat, but he doesn’t mind hearing your voice. In fact, he might get worried if you suddenly stop talking and will ask you what’s wrong. If you’ve got nothing to talk about then he’ll ask some questions so he can continue hearing your voice. He also blushes from time to time when you suddenly give him some sugary sweet compliments. He’s a grown, scary military man, he really shouldn’t be, but it’s just so endearing, especially when you, even bigger and scarier, call him your little honey bunny. It actually motivates him to do house chores. Not that he won’t do them anyway, but you calling him embarrassingly domestic names makes him just a tad bit soft, which leads to him trying to be a good husband. You may cuddle him since he trusts you, but he will also want to hold you from time to time. Life is a constant give and take, so prepare to be cuddled. Won’t particularly ask for cuddles, though, since he’s kind of too embarrassed to admit he’s touch starved. To you it’s blatantly obvious, though, which is why you initiate those cuddling sessions. Ghost appreciates it and sometimes hides a smile in either the pillow or your neck. As long as you don’t see him being silly, all is good.

Soap: He used to hate you being this tall. Soap may “only” be of average height, but he’s the tallest in his family, which he was actually pretty proud of. He towered over his father, even. And then he joined the military, where quite a few people were taller than him. And then you had the audacity to introduce yourself to him. You, the tallest man he’s ever met. It hurt his ego. Ever since you got together, though, he slowly got over it. You’re just such a sweetheart, how could he hate you over something as trivial as this? However, nothing could ever stop him from trying to pick you up and spinning you around. Soap is a pretty strong lad too, he’ll make it work somehow. You will feel tiny and cared for too. There’s a good chance he can’t reach your lips to kiss you. Yes, he could just ask you to bend down, but where’s the fun in that? Climbs you like a tree instead. He’s also always thinking of that one post where, instead of asking their boyfriend, the person should just punch him in the stomach. He won’t do it, but he remembers it every time without fail. He doesn’t mind you being scary either. Hell, Ghost is also a pretty scary guy to have around when you don’t know him and he’s one of Soap’s closest friends. Besides, he knows better anyway. You’re a total goof and the biggest sweetheart this world has ever seen. You being scary towards others just means that he’s got you all to himself all the time. Soap is a clingy guy, so you can expect him to cling to you like a koala from time to time. Actually, that was a lie, you should expect him to jump at you and hold onto you very often. Cuddles over safety. You’re likely also one of the only people on the planet willing to hear him out when he’s talking about his passions. And he could go on for hours every time. Explosives, weapons, whatever show you’re watching together, all is fair game. See, you’re one of the biggest sweethearts to him because you actually listen to him, despite him going into great detail about it all. You may not always be able to understand him when he’s talking chemistry again, but you hear him out anyway, and for that alone you’ve won his heart. He also sits on your lap while talking. You’re his little throne now that he takes immense pride in.

#cod #cod x reader #john price #john price x reader #price x reader #kyle gaz garrick #kyle gaz garrick x reader #gaz x reader #simon ghost riley #simon ghost riley x reader #ghost x reader #john soap mactavish #john soap mactavish x reader #soap x reader #I doubt anyone cares but I HC Soap to be 1.78m and Gaz to be 1.81m I just forgot to mention it #m!reader #I know I'm biased but I feel as though I'm actually more willing to write about male readers than fem readers #90% of all things I see in this fandom are with a fem reader there's barely anything for male readers #still thinking back fondly on that one time I got a request for a ftm reader #but that was an eternity ago and I feel as though I'd write that request better now and with more content #I tried to write a lot for this because I was really looking forward to it #besides it was a pretty cute request too. I've actually got a request that's similiar to this one too #it's with Laswell and a reader that's roughly as tall as König #and then I've got something for Nikolai and Price as a couple #I'm gonna write some HCs for that alone and then write some more with added reader as a bonus #I know I never mentioned it anywhere but I do try to be a reader centric blog. but I can write charxchar as well #I just haven't done so since middle school I think #wait no I've written charxchar not too long ago for madcom and tf2. good times #not sure if I'll continue writing today though. I started a new anime and I'm enjoying it a lot so I might watch that instead

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pendragon-writes · 1 year

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Something's Lurking

Soap: ...

König: ...

M!Reader: ...

Soap: Why is König on your back? Isn't he way taller than you?

M!Reader, who is currently giving König a piggyback ride with no issue: He said he saw a dark figure in the halls so now I'm protecting him.

König, who's nodding his head:

Soap: I'm pretty sure that was-

Ghost: It was me.

Soap and M!Reader: Knew it.

#m!reader #x male reader #soap mw2 #ghost mw2 #könig mw2 #könig x male reader #könig x male!reader #mw2 x male reader #mw2 x male!reader #mwii #cod x male reader

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mitoad · 2 months

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okok but can someone please please recommend some tooth rotting diabetes causing nickocado avocado-inspiring cod x reader fanfictions ? im so sick of searching up cod x reader works just 2 get bombed by “AND THEY CHOKE ND STRANGLE YOU” “HARDCORE SEX STUFF HERE !!” please i just want to be silly and domesticated with the boys why is peace not an option

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reliand · 1 year

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Just lounging in a tub, Draco wetting Harry’s unruly curls.

#drarry #hp fanart #Draco Malfoy #harry potter #draco and harry #m/m #I'm going to post this now before I decide it needs more work #I'm not satisfied with Draco but I just wanted to draw them with a little more skin for once #it was nice not having to draw clothes #my favorite boys #soap suds #bathing #my art #my artwork

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ghcstao3 · 6 months

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ghost and soap’s version of the olive theory being trail mix.

because it’s an easy thing to carry around on missions just in case, filling enough to satisfy until better food can be found, not miserably tasting like some alternatives.

but the thing is, despite always having packets with him—ghost doesn’t really like cashews. or raisins. or peanuts. for the longest time he’d only ever pick out the almonds and off-brand m&ms and discard the rest, and sure, he could just have packs of only candy, but he wouldn’t ever dare admit his pickiness to anyone. he’s the ghost, for christ’s sake.

but then comes along one sergeant john “soap” mactavish, who always seems to forget to keep something extra on him, and who always asks to bum something off ghost, he swears he’ll return the favour later.

ghost rolls his eyes every time and pretends it’s such a pain to give soap the remains of what he doesn’t like, but really, he’s more than okay with it—means less waste, and it means a better excuse for continuing to buy trail mix.

but whether he’ll ever tell soap the truth is still up for debate.

#(he does eventually)#(soap is more than happy to eat what’s left)#(and the m&m or two ghost will sometimes spare)#simon ghost riley #john soap mactavish #soapghost #ghost x soap #ghostsoap #ghoap

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jokersaciid · 11 months

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Task Force 141 + Los Vaqueros wake up to you oiling their scalp in their sleep.

cod x black!male reader.

headcanons incoming,, not the most accurate but.. im having fun so who cares <3.

warnings : nada.

Capt. John Price.

wake up to the smell of peppermint and feeling the wetness resting on his scalp.

probably jumped and touched his head before realizing you were dripping the oil into his hair.

... " what are you doing, love? "

" oiling your scalp, i had a nightmare you were bald. "

laughs it off and turns over to go back to sleep before feeling something silk slip onto his head.

" almost forgot the bonnet (: "

Simon " Ghost " Riley.

woke up immediately and slapped at your hands in self defense.

apologized at spilling your oil while still scolding you on why it's not right to put oil in people's hair while they're asleep.

while he rambles you successful finished oiling his scalp and sliding a silk scarf over his head.

" do you understand now that what your doing is extremely distasteful? "

" yes, pookie. "

" excuse me? "

he slept pretty comfortably with the scarf, even playing with the ends in his sleep.

John " Soap " MacTavish.

his eyes opened to see you leaning over him with the small vile of oil in your hands, the dropper mid pour as he stared at you.

just accepted what you were doing and closed his eyes back.

you rubbed your hands over the sides of his scalp mostly because you couldn't stand his mohawk.

" try as hard as you like, darlin'. this mohawk isn't leaving. "

" oh, just you wait. this is the good stuff."

you just slipped the bonnet on his head, kissed him goodnight and hoped you saw growth by the morning.

Kyle " Gaz " Garrick.

woke up to see you sitting on top of his pillow with some oil in your hands, your own bonnet flopping over your head.

" goodness, baby, i forgot to do it one time. "

" forgetting once becomes a bad habit, my love. "

always remembers to oil his scalp from now on so he doesn't have to see your disappointed face at 2 am.

puts on his own bonnet since he's already up.

remembers to hide the oil before he goes to bed now,, however you always find it.

Alejandro Vargas.

he was having a peaceful dream when he woke up at the smell of oil.

he knew he had no reason to panic so he opened his eyes slowly as he realized he was being straddled by you with an oil dropper in your hand.

" having fun, mi alma? "

" si. "

he allowed you to play in his hair as he relaxed against the pillows, sure it was 4 am but he adored you too much to tell you off.

he tried to put on the silk headscarf himself but failed to tie it correctly. it came off in his sleep.

Rodolfo " Rudy " Parra.

actually allowed you to oil his scalp before bed.

you had forgotten the back part of his head so you were now laying on the bed, feet kicking in the air while rubbing the oil against the hairs on the nape of his neck.

woke up a bit ago at the feeling of his bonnet being pushed up but didn't say anything.

turned around once you were finished so he could admire you.

" is it really that serious, mi amor? "

" i've seen your dad's hairline, rudy, i'll be damned if i let you go out like that. "

#cod x m!reader #cod x black!male reader #rudy x male reader #ghost x male reader #soap x male reader #gaz x male reader #john price x male reader #alejandro x male reader #cod headcanons #nate writes (⁠☆⁠▽⁠☆⁠)

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