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yawnderu · 3 days

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Since you love the big man so much so imagine after he has fucked you full of his cum he eats you out then kisses you so you can taste yourself and him while also giving you his cum to swallow while droplets roll down your lips and chin before he gets the run-off on his fingers so you can suck it off

Sorry if this makes no sense but I have thoughts after you kept encouraging me

Your hands go down to grip a fistful of his curly red hair, his low groan vibrating all over your fucked-out cunt, way too sensitive to stand the way his long tongue laps at your cunt like the greedy dog of a man he is, not a single ounce of care on the way he's licking his own cum, his large hands gripping your inner thighs to stop you from squirming so much despite your whining.

“Please...” You're not even sure what you're begging for, knowing fully well that he could eat you out for hours, his stamina matching his behemoth height, yet relief is painted all over your face the moment his hungry lips let go of your sensitive cunt, his large body resting comfortably on top of yours, his half-chub resting against your thigh.

Your breath hitches the moment his lips meet yours, a thick mix of his cum and yours taking over your senses as his tongue wraps around yours, his hands desperate to grasp every single inch of your body no matter how sensitive it is after he fucked you.

Your greediness matches his, the grip on his hair tightening only to hear a whimper come out of the 7’11” beast of a man, his size a sheer contrast to how needy he can be. He's a messy kisser— too much tongue and not enough self-control, pushing himself to break away just to admire you. The thin layer of sweat covering your face, your lips glossy with the mix of body fluids, and the droplets of cum that managed to escape your parted lips, slowly rolling down your warm cheek.

His index and middle finger come together to gather the hot, thick fluid just to bring it back to the place it escaped from, the corners of his lips tilting up into a cocky smirk the moment your lips wrap around his thick fingers, sucking them clean with no hesitation. He can feel the blood rushing down to his large cock, your legs parting out of pure muscle memory in a quiet display of acceptance, ready for another round despite the growing ache between your thighs and what you're sure is a bruised cervix.

>I'm so obsessed with Ozzie's OC Jack-Pot so I had to. Thank you for listening to my daily rambles about wanting to get him pregnant even when I have a pussy. HBJEFJHBEFJHB 💗💗💗

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vasyandii · 1 day

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When the Baby fever is so strong you start planning out what your imaginary kid is gonna look like. (Your girlfriend doesn't know your kid is going to look so cute)

#call of duty modern warfare #call of duty #art #digital art #phayvanh nak sotsvahn #artwork #cod mw oc #kruegernak #original character #krueger cod #sebastian krueger #cod krueger #call of duty oc #call of duty original character #cod oc #oc x canon #shitpost

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gamergirlbonestaskforce141riot · 3 days

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@sofasoap tagged me

@nrdmssgs made it

@eenochian begged for it

Two awkward idiots

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sleepyconfusedpotato · 3 months

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JADE Origin Story - a Call of Duty OC Short Comic (PART 1)

Warning : violence, blood and gore.

This comic was made for my final assignment for a comics class I attend for college. Since the theme is free, I decided to make a comic about Jade! It's not an origin story per se 💀 It's basically a showcase of my technical skills in drawing, paneling, and comic-making in general. With the time I had I only managed to finish 12 pages, but I'm proud of every single page! It features the story of when Jade was still in MI6 and a glimpse of what she did as a black agent; how she got things done back then and what her motivation was.

Have a look and hope you love it! 🥰🌹

PART II

#call of duty #call of duty modern warfare #cod mw #cod #cod mw22 #call of duty modern warfare 2022 #charlotte jade le jardin #call of duty oc #call of duty original character #original character #comic #original comic #sleepyconfusedpotato art #jade origin story #ghost x jade #ghost x oc #ghostjade

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rileyslibrary · 5 months

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Ghost helps Riot decorate the Christmas tree at the base.

Fluff. A gift for my friend, @gamergirlbonestaskforce141riot with her OC, Christine “Riot” Vega. (Awesome render here!)

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“It’s too tall.”

“Or, maybe you’re too short.”

Riot shifts her gaze from the Christmas tree to Ghost. He doesn’t regard her back, yet she knows there’s a smile underneath that mask—one of those triumphant, snarky, arrogant, ‘i-got-her-again’ grins.

“Behave, Lieutenant,” she warns. “I’m 1.70, in case you didn’t read my file.”

“Congratulations to the whole 1.70 of you,” he replies and playfully pats her head. “With or without the shoes?”

Riot rolls her eyes and swats his hand away. “Can you just get me the ornament boxes from the warehouse?” She asks.

“You have to be more specific, love,” He says. “The warehouse is a two thousand square meter void filled with cardboard boxes.”

“I don’t have the coordinates, Ghost.” She replies, smirking. “You can ask Gaz whether he planted a GPS tracker in them or, here’s a better idea: how about you search for the boxes labelled as ‘Xmas’?”

Now, he’s the one rolling his eyes. He murmurs a “how unique” and walks to the door to fulfil her request.

While waiting for Ghost to find and retrieve the boxes, Riot tests the new Christmas lights they bought by plugging them into the socket. Once she confirms they work, she starts wrapping them around the tree. Although the task appears to be assigned to just the two of them, it took all five—including the captain who gave the roles—to make it happen.

Gaz chose the tree and bought extra ornaments, then Soap measured its dimensions, ensuring enough lights to cover it. Once aligned, they raked the entire base to decide on the perfect spot. Their prerequisites? It had to be a place where everyone could see it and would do it justice. Unfortunately, they couldn’t agree on a specific location, so they met in the middle and decided to place the tree in the mess hall, the exact same spot it was last year. And the year before it. And the year before it.

Then, it was up to Ghost to carry the tree, and the captain instructed him to help Riot with the “heavy-duty” tasks. Now, all that’s left is for Riot to decorate it.

“I still don’t get why you get to decorate.” Ghost says, placing the boxes on the floor. “Why are we doing chores like measuring and carrying boxes while you get the fun stuff?”

“Because whoever did it last year did a terrible job,” she retorts, emphasising ‘whoever’ and handing Ghost a light strip to continue up to the top. “You guys didn’t even shuffle the decorations. Not to mention that the back was empty.”

“Nobody sees the back,” Ghost argues.

“You don’t?” Riot smirks.

“Nobody sees the back of the tree,” Ghost corrects.

“Well, I do,” she replies, pointing at the top of the tree, “and go a little bit lower over there.”

“Like that?” he asks.

“Like that,” she confirms.

After finishing the light placement, Ghost sits on the sofa. He takes an ornament shaped like a candy cane from one of the boxes and starts playing with it. Riot, on the other hand, gets straight to the job. She opens the boxes and grabs two ornaments. She places one on the tree, removes it and tries the other. She concludes on the latter. She turns around to search the boxes for more ornaments and catches Ghost fiddling with the candy cane.

“You can go if you’re bored,” she says. “I won’t finish anytime soon.”

“That I figured,” he murmurs under his breath, making Riot instinctively place her hands on her waist. He lets a sharp chuckle and shakes his head. “I’m alright here.” He assures her.

But of course, where else would he be alright if not here?

Time passes quickly. Ghost and Riot reminisce about their past Christmases—childhood festivities, memorable Boxing Day gifts, favourite holiday foods, and the annual movies that defined each season. Yet, these beautiful memories end at a certain point unique to each. Maybe those memories have faded away, or perhaps they have purposefully chosen to let them go. And when that happens, when they approach that personal boundary, they stop dwelling on those past celebrations and turn to each other, to the present, to fill them with joy.

Sometimes, Riot shows Ghost different ornaments, and he either picks one or dismisses the options with a casual “whatever” or “there’s no difference.” Other times, Ghost critiques her progress, giving feedback while she decorates. He points out areas needing more attention or playfully suggests she’s gone overboard elsewhere. In return, Riot replies with a firm yet joking, “Go on; you do it then”, and shuts him up.

She lifts one final piece into the air and shows it to Ghost—the Christmas tree topper.

“Seems that I’m too short to reach the top,” she pouts.

“Nonsense,” he whispers and stands up. “It’s the tree that’s too tall.”

He walks towards her, grabs her waist, and lifts her up.

“Now I get why the captain assigned me for the heavy-duty stuff,” he says.

“Drop me, and I’ll stick you up there instead of the topper.” She warns him, chuckling. “Take one more step forward, please.”

Ghost does as told, and Riot places the topper at the top. She adjusts it and lightly taps Ghost’s hand to put her down. They take a few steps back and marvel at the result.

“What do you think?” Riot asks, still looking at the tree.

“Seems alright.” Ghost shrugs. “Should we turn the lights on?”

“No,” Riot replies. “I want all of them to be here when we do it.”

He turns to look at her and nods. She meets his gaze and smiles.

“Thank you for lifting me up.” She says.

“No,” he replies. “Thank you for lifting me up.”

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#cod oc #call of duty oc #cod original character #call of duty original character #christine riot vega #riot vega #cod fic #cod fanfic #ghost x oc #ghost x riot #simon ghost riley x christine riot vega

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milkywayhou · 21 days

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By your side

just some warm up before I went to sleep

#könig cod #konig mw2 #doodle #art #cod mw2 #konig call of duty #könig #cod x oc #cod oc #könig x oc #call of duty original character

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nrdmssgs · 4 months

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"You can stand in them?" "In ballet shoes? Yes, why?" "They look uncomfortable. How is one supposed to-" "Wait, I'll show. Let me just stretch a bit..." Sound of Ghosts soul leaving his body.

This is a little bonus to this work

Christine 'Riot' Vega belongs to @gamergirlbonestaskforce141riot

OCs Masterlist (Zhar and Riot so far)

#cod mw2 #cod oc #cod original character #call of duty #call of duty modern warfare #call of duty original character #call of duty modern warfare 2 #riot vega #christine riot vega

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priceseyes · 16 days

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controversial opinion but: cod OCs should and need to be more widely accepted in the fandom.

#rhiannon rambles #cod #call of duty #cod franchise #cod series #call of duty franchise #cod oc #call of duty oc #cod original character #call of duty original character #cod mw #cod mw trilogy #mw trilogy #mw ii #mw iii #call of duty modern warfare

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temeyes · 4 days

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some cod oc pieces i made for the amazing @haleymythicalartadventures!!

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vasyandii · 23 days

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DIRTYWORK OPERATOR BUNDLE ART

I don't think you can see it that well but Krueger's scrim net is in a similar pattern to Nak's face paint

#AUGHHGHH I HATE THESE TWOOII #call of duty #call of duty modern warfare #art #digital art #phayvanh nak sotsvahn #sebastian krueger #cod nak #nak cod #krueger cod #cod krueger #kruegernak #artwork #original character #cod oc #call of duty oc #call of duty original character #oc x canon

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cloudofbutterflies92 · 2 months

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Eden e Ghost

#oc:eden“spectra”park #pairing: ghost & eden #call of duty oc:eden “spectra” park #x: fire and gasoline #call of duty oc #simon ghost riley #original character #cod oc #cod mw2 #call of duty original character #ghost cod #cod ghost #simon riley #call of duty fanfic #the way they eyes are even matching 👀

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gamergirlbonestaskforce141riot · 3 days

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''You know the blood that I'm owed is all yours''

#christine riot vega #christine vega #oc: christine 'riot' vega #riot vega #cod riot #call of duty #cod mw2 #call of duty modern warfare #cod oc #cod original character #call of duty original character #call of duty modern warfare 2 #cod fanfic #call of duty fanfic #cod fanfiction

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sleepyconfusedpotato · 3 months

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JADE Origin Story - a Call of Duty OC Short Comic (PART 2)

Warning : violence, blood and gore.

This comic was made for my final assignment for a comics class I attend for college. Since the theme is free, I decided to make a comic about Jade! It's not an origin story per se 💀 It's basically a showcase of my technical skills in drawing, paneling, and comic-making in general. With the time I had I only managed to finish 12 pages, but I'm proud of every single page! It features the story of when Jade was still in MI6 and a glimpse of what she did as a black agent; how she got things done back then and what her motivation was.

Have a look and hope you love it! 🥰🌹

PART I

#call of duty #call of duty modern warfare #cod mw #cod #cod mw22 #call of duty modern warfare 2022 #charlotte jade le jardin #call of duty oc #call of duty original character #ghost x jade #ghost x oc #ghostjade #comic #original comic #sleepyconfusedpotato art #jade origin story

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ghostingaces · 1 year

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We Need To Talk About Glass | 141 x Reader/Oc

Synopsis; There’s something not right about the rookie

Warnings; vague horror themes and foul language

Notes; Glass is technically an oc but I don’t mention a name or physical description in this, even though she has one, is because this is kind of like a screen test for her. The only description so far is she's tall, Irish, and has plale eyes. This au is also inspired by this and this which I absolutely adore. This is my first piece of writing on this site so I hope you enjoy.

Its also only Price and Ghost for now. It’s a bit rough. Part Two here.

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Most of the file before him was blacked out.

Rows upon rows of dark lines stared back at him as he flickered through the manilla folder, crime scene like photos of bloodshed tacked to pages after pages of mission reports. Occasionally the repetitive drivel would be interrupted by a disciplinary report, but those were drowned out with commendations.

“No picture?” Prime hummed as he flipped back to the first page.

“No Sir” The Irish Ranger in front of him answers. He's a tall man, bald with keen green eyes, and the rookies former CO. Lieutenant Byrne. A respectable and very capable man. A man who’s knuckles had been bone white on the file when he handed it over, green gaze refusing to flicker over the pictures he had probably seen dozens of times already. He had probably lived through several.

Price cast his gaze back down to the first page of the rookies file. Her name was simple and easy to remember, but distinct enough to suit her stature. He read it twice again just to make sure that it stuck though.

He rubbed his eyes as an uncomfortable itch overtook them.

“Infiltration, demolitions, interrogation, guerrilla warfare..., Jack of all trades aren't you...” He read over the callsign inscribed on the page “Glass”

The figure in the corner nodded. A scratchy voice echoed from behind the balaclava “Yes sir”

He had barley noticed the woman when she had walked into the briefing room behind Lieutenant Byrne. Draped in all black and of a similar stature to the man, she had seemed more of a shadow then person. By the time Price had realised she wasn't just an apparition, she had retreated into the dark like she belonged there.

“Before you're cleared for active duty you'll run some sims with the team” He explained. He settled his gaze on where he thought her eyes would be but could only see the shimmer of something staring back at him.

“Yes Sir”

“Even after that you won't be let out on the field for a while, not until you sim scores are perfect. Any objections?”

“No Sir”

“I expect perfection for my team, no room for mistakes.” Price stood from his desk and circled it slowly so he could sit closer to Glass (what was her name again?) and stare into the depths of the shadows that covered her “Understood”

There was what he perceived as a nod “Yes Sir”

“Good.” He grunted before reaching out to the other ranger for a grateful handshake “Lieutenant Byrne, thank you for the introduction but I can take it from here”

“Of course Sir” The irishman smiled aloofly has he shook the captains hand, grip firm, before stepping back closer to the woman “I’ll be out of you hair by the morning.”

Captain Price nodded with an amicable smile and watched as Byrne stepped closer to the woman who had moved to face him. They spoke in hushed voices, a flush of cold sweat gathering across the mans bald head, and what sounds like him snapping out a small ‘behave’ bounced around the room before he moved briskly to the door. It open with a scream of rusted hinges.

“Good luck Sir” Lieutenant Byrne smile tightly and shut the door behind him.

Good luck?

Price watched him go, head turned towards the door, before looking back to Glass.

She was closer than before.

A lot closer.

He could make out the structure of sharp bones under the black balaclava, high cheeks and an almost roman nose, as well as tired pale eyes that seemed to look perpetually glassy. He looked away when the itch returned. John huffed, callused hands rubbing his eyes softly, and watched in his peripheral is Glass continued to stare.

When the ache subsided, he offered a hand to shake “Welcome to the 141″

The corners of her eye crinkled every so slightly and he caught what looked like a smile in her dead eyes “Happy to be here Sir”

He could feel the ice of her skin through her gloves when they shook hands. Something distinctly wrong settled in his chest as he stared into her almost fake looking eyes. (Iris too glass like, pupils to much like a void)

What was her name again?

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There was something wrong with Glass.

Something almost artificial, something uneven in the way she walked. Something doll like in the way she turned her head.

Ghost, the paranoid man that he was, noticed it first.

Noticed the lights that flickered when she walked into the room, a figure that wasn't her appearing in the shadow, before the bulbs would return to their usual florescent glow. The woman didn't seem to notice (or she didn't care) and was content to to carry on with her day. Ghosts eyes would follow her though, catching her gaze in the mirror she walked past. (He knew for a fact all the mirrors in her room were covered)

Her reflection would linger a moment while her body walked on.

Every instance of wrongness was so quick.

Too quick, like she was teasing him.

Daring him to say something.

He never told anyone he saw it happen

She made attempts to be normal. Well versed on most topics, she held up conversation easily (if you could ignore you own voice echoing back at you occasionally) but her gaze seemed to pierce through you. Glassy. Fake. Eyes more lifeless than the taxidermy deer head his father hung above the mantle.

He’d watch her for the rest of the day.

He'd watch as she stalked from room to room, lingering in the back, ghoulishly pale eyes fixated on the people that milled about, as if waiting on one to walk off alone so she could follow. Stalking like a predator, like something hungry.

People had been going MIA recently

He’d never seen her eat, never drink, never seen a sliver of skin that wasn't the greasepaint covered flesh around her eyes. Hands constantly bound in leather gloves, tall body locked away in layers of black fabric and body armour. However, in spite of the heavy boots she wore, her steps were basically soundless. She moved like smoke.

“Keep sneaking up on me and I might shoot you” He had snapped one day, tone playful but a genuine threat thinly veiled in his words. He wasn't comfortable with her at his back, not with the knife always on her belt.

Glass has simply laughed, the sound as grating as nails on a chalk board, before she slinked off to to bother Soap or linger in Prices shadow, knife hilt glittering like polished gold.

A Celtic cross was carved into the handle.

A similar gold one hung from a thin chain around her neck, weathered with age and handling, but meticulously cared for.

Soap had asked is she believed in God when he first saw it dangling around her throat, polished gold blindingly vibrant against the blood and black of her tac vest. The chain was short which made the sigil sit right on her breastbone, right above rows of magazines waiting to be used.

Glass had chuckled hoarsely, like she thought having faith in something was more of a desperate joke more than anything else, before spinning a painful vague story about a grandmother and family heirlooms.

Ghost new many people in the service who believed in one god or another, he knew how important it was in a job like this to have something to hold onto to ground yourself when the bullets started flying and bodies dropped around you. Knew it was better to have anything than to let horror of the job eat you alive.

But Glass?

He knew no god could help that creature.

#call of duty fanfic #john price x reader #simon riley x reader #kyle garrick x reader #john mctavish x reader #ghost x reader #soap x reader #gaz x reader #141 x reader #call of duty original character #Cod oc; Glass #Glass tag #shattered tag #call of duty oc #cod oc

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milkywayhou · 2 months

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can we see snow in könig's clothes? Like, his Jacket, or hoodie, or his shirt. She would look adorable!

OMGG WHO EVER YOU ARE, IM GONNA FIND YOU AND MARR- //No

Of course you can see Snow in König's outfit! Since Snow is the type who like to borrow outfit (especially jacket and hoodie) from König if he went on mission. She just want to feel closer with him and suddenly it was hers :)

Now let's make it more interesting. How it's looks like if they switch outfit? ;)

Anyway Thank you for the idea, Anon! <3

When he stare right into you soul type and she was ✨✨ type

#könig cod #konig mw2 #art #könig #konig #cod oc #könig x oc #doodle #my art #könig call of duty #cod mw2 #konig call of duty #call of duty oc #call of duty original character #cod x oc

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totally-not-fandom · 6 months

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The amazing, wonderful, talented @cod-dump has infected me with an uncureable case of graves/nik/price brainworms so, now, you all have to suffer with me

Okay, so, hear me out...Nikolai has a secret child that only Price knows about. The kid is from a fling Nik had with some woman when he and Price were still just friends and Price has been there to help raise it from the very beginning.

After a LOT of back and forth with Price, Nikolai named the child Dimitri.

Nik has always been Papa but Price has gone through stages. First, it was Uncle John. Then, when Dimitri was around 10-12 and Nik and John started dating, it turned into just John. And finally, after John and Nik got married when Dimitri was around 16, it was Dad from then on.

Now-a-days, Dimitri is 27 and living in the heart of Moscow as a professional ballet dancer/sometimes secret informant on Russian crime syndicate activity for their Dad's.

Nik and Price visit Moscow to see Dimitri every time they are on leave or in Russia for a mission and make regular, weekly phone calls with them to check in. But, recently, something has changed.

Recently, Nikolai and Price have added a new partner to their relationship. One Phillip Graves.

Dimitri has been BEGGING their fathers to meet the American that "flipped their worlds upside-down" (Nikolai's words). Unfortunately, neither of them have leave for at least the next three months.

So Dimitri does the only reasonable thing and plans a surprise visit to their Fathers' base, blissfully unaware that both Nik and Price have neglected to tell their new partner about their child's existence.

#nikgravesprice #captain john price #john price #cod nikolai #phillip graves #call of duty mwii #call of duty modern warfare #call of duty mw2 #cod oc #call of duty oc #call of duty original character #nik/price #nikprice #nikolai call of duty #pricegravesnik #price x graves #secret child AU

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