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deunmiu-dessie-sideblog · 3 days

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gaz is the type of man who keeps eye contact with you when you're talking, he makes sure you know that he's hanging on to every word you're saying as if it were scripture; he makes you feel like the most important person in the room. gaz is the type of man who silences his phone when it rings, telling you to continue what you are saying, that you're more important than a call. gaz is the type of man who doesn't just passively nod and agree with you; no he asks questions, gives advice, and is genuinely invested in what you're talking about. gaz is the type of man who in his presence, makes it known that you are the center of his universe.

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ghouljams · 2 days

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The only foil Gaz has in his little scheme of fucking his pretty clients? Rich business man Price and his pretty wife. Prices’ wife? The most oblivious bimbo he’d ever met. He wants to nail her *so* bad but, she doesn’t pick up on his ‘double meanings’ or anything! She just paid his estimate outright, (full price! The jacked up price!!! wtf?)

“I’m sorry, I’m not good at manual labor!!! I’d probably knock down the building, lol!” And prances off. She dresses like a tease, tiny skirts, tight shirts, heels, nice hair, pretty makeup.

She’s got daddy Price paying for her and Price finds deep, endless amusement in Gaz going crazy trying to get her to understand what type of ‘manual labor’ he’s talking about. Every time Gaz tries to flat out tell her he wants to f- Price walks by, blue balling Gaz because he can’t proposition his clients wife right in front of him!!! Gaz gets blue balled *again.*

And Price keeps hiring him too! He has the money, so why not? Gaz really amuses him, it turns him on to have someone chasing after his pretty wife *so* bad, and imagine how great it will be when Price finally lets Gaz have her?

Maybe they can have Gaz over for just sex without the fake excuse of ‘building’ or ‘remodeling’

(Bonus: if Price overhears Gaz’s double entendres, he comes in bends over the marble counter like ‘oooooh, this is how I get the discount, I can do that’ because he thinks Blue collar Gaz is hot too, why does his wife get to be the only one nailed over their new counter? And his wife is like ‘oh- oooooh! OOOOOOH!’ Sparkles in her eyes ‘now’ she get’s it!!! Well why didn’t he just *say* so!!! And drops to her knees. Yeah, They all take the new marble counter for a spin.)

The problem... the problem...

The problem is I want Gaz to fuck that old man over the marble counter now. Gaz plays for both teams, if he can't get the bimbo wife, he'll take the hot older husband. Price wants to bend over the counter, Gaz'll press his hand firm between Price's shoulders and his hips firm against his ass. A little surprising for Price, he was joking(sort of) because that's the fun of it. His wife isn't getting it but he is, and it should be a good haha laugh it off moment of "I know what you've been doing." But Gaz presses his weight down against Price and tells him he'll do just as well.

"Can probably take it better than the bird, isn't that right sir?" He murmurs, his cock already starting to stiffen against Price.

The ideal end to this scenario is Gaz fucking Price over that shiny new counter, Price's eyes rolling back as he grunts out moans and Gaz bites his shoulder, pretty wife sat on her knees behind Gaz licking his balls and occasionally dipping back to eat his ass. Both of them really should be thanking him for doing so much work on their house, and for teasing him so long. He wants Price white knuckling the counter, shooting his load all over his wife's tits as she tongues Gaz's ass. He'll fill Price and then move on to the bird.

"When's the last time someone took care of you properly," Gaz asks Price, leaning back to spread Price's cheeks apart, watching his cock getting swallowed greedily with each thrust. Price mumbles out some answer, well before he was married, and sorely missed. Gaz hums with a smile, "Might have to start staying late then, make sure you're satisfied with my services."

Don't think Gaz isn't eager to get the wife over the counter too. Stripping the condom off his thick cock when he's done with Price and lifting the giggly wife off her knees to fuck her raw. Normally he's safer about this sort of thing, never know where a housewife has been, but he doubts she's smart enough to be sleeping around. So he bounces her on his cock until she's shaking and clinging to him, stifling moans by biting his shoulder. He'll leave her dripping come so Price can eat it out of her.

"You know," Gaz tells them, gathering his things, "You really could do with a couple French doors out to the garden."

"When can you start?" Price asks.

"How's tomorrow work?" Gaz grins.

#kyle gaz garrick #gaz modern warfare #gaz cod #gaz call of duty #gaz garrick #captain price mw2 #captain john price #captain price #gaz x price #cod x reader #x reader #f!reader #blue collar au #i dont know what happened there #I want that old man moaning

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konigsblog · 3 days

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stepbrothers koing gaz and soap drugging stepmom!reader's drink and raping her

i didn't realise this said könig and not simon, i apologise.. (⁠╥⁠﹏⁠╥⁠)

tw/cw; stepcest, rape, dub-con/non-con, loser!stepsons simon, kyle & johnny, drugging/intoxicated. MDNI 18+

; your stepsons don't hesitate to take what they believe is rightfully theirs.

it was johnny's idea. of course it was, he's the one that comes up with the majority of their selfish and gross plans, carefully calculating how they'll use your sleeping, limp body their own desires and ecstasy.

you married john price believing he was a good man. he was wealthy, caring, and provided everything you needed, even some stepsons to love and care for. they followed in their father's path, although became incredibly disturbing when their father wasn't around.

you weren't oblivious. you noticed the change in atmosphere when you were left alone with them. they were on the edge of their seats, inching closer and closer ‘til you were babbling drunkenly with simon and kyle touching your soft breasts. they pulled at your hard nipples teasingly, watching you fall limp in their strong arms, knocked out cold from the drugs mixed in with your beverage.

simon took your precious cunt, while johnny worked himself inside your tight, pulsing asshole. kyle grinded and rolled his bulbous dick back and forth over your pretty face until his length was swelling up with pleasure, in dire need to be inside of your wet little mouth. gaz took small strokes and drags, working his way down your throat while admiring the way simon played with your nipples, johnny fucking you like a rabbit.

your tits bounced with each hard thrust, cunt full and stuffed with johnny's dick, pulsating inside of your velvety, soft cunny. your eyes rolled backwards, the smell of booze thick in the air, sweat and sex filling your nostrils as johnny rubbed himself against your raw and freshly used hole. gaz weeped in your mouth, his white cum staining your tongue, the salty and sweet taste lingering.

and god, simon lost himself, growling like a wolf against your ear, his broad hips bucking into you. three depraved perverts finally have sex for the first time in forever, desperate to use their new obsession's body.

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call-of-duty-incorrect-quotes · 2 days

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Soap: Have you ever wondered about how an author would describe you in a novel?

Price: “He walks with the confidence of a man who knows he's doing the right thing.”

Gaz: “His laughter was like thunder. A hot thunder.”

Ghost: “And then there’s this asshole...”

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theywhowriteandknowthings · 1 day

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Sex Pollen, sex pollen is on the brain. I'm coming for you hoes.

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chapeleiralunadocemaldicion · 1 day

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Please listen, I'm really you like this fuck in you mind hahahaha

#cod mw2 #simon ghost riley x reader #john soap mactavish #john price #gaz garrick #call of duty #crazy girl #könig mw2

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hostilecandle · 15 hours

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My boys <3 (honestly just wanted to bring attention to the fact my favorite thing to draw is a headset dent in Soap's mohawk lol)

#real life is doing what life does #and i havent been able to just sit and draw #so reposting pretty boys it is #soap mactavish #john soap mactavish #kyle gaz garrick #gaz garrick #cod mw2 #call of duty #cod mw3 #soapgaz #gazsoap #my art

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littlelostmoon · 1 day

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gaz loves your hands ✩°｡

tags [gaz x gender neutral reader] hint of sexual content, hand holding, marriage ideas wc 180 [drabble]

a/n guys i had no idea my askbox was fucked up, it's open now though!

gaz is a hand enjoyer of sorts :D

it was the dead of winter when you first started seeing each other. one night he waited in the car (per your request) while you dashed to the gas station.

as you shivered and hurried back to the passenger seat, he held a palm out expectantly over the middle console.

you stared at it, surprised. "my hands are cold, ga—"

"it's fine, want it."

has adored holding hands while driving ever since. doesn't care if it's somewhat dangerous. gaz will literally pull off the most outrageous curves while your hands rest intertwined in your lap.

(side note, you can tell what kind of mood he's in depending on who's hand is on top). makes your heart race every time yours is pinned down and you can feel him tense on occasion.

would probably help file your nails or paint them if you'd like. thinks they're so pretty and made just for him in every way!

one day he "jokes" about putting a ring on your finger. if you bug him enough, he may admit there's some truth behind it.

#𓏲moondrabbles #kyle gaz garrick #gaz #call of duty #cod #gaz x reader #kyle gaz x reader #kyle gaz garrick x reader #kyle garrick #gaz garrick #call of duty x reader #cod x reader

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the-whispers-of-death · 1 day

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Puppy!Reader

This is a masterlist of all of the Puppy!Reader Drabbles. This reader is male and is currently with John Price and Kyle "Gaz" Garrick (separately).

John Price Comforts You After You Get Hurt

Kyle "Gaz" Garrick with a Puppy Boy

This may not be a completed list (it may be expanded upon)!

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artez-000-zetra · 3 days

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Gazy Wazy

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v1x3n · 1 month

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mindie-arts · 2 months

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Join him? 🍜🌱✨

#POV you’re on a date with gaz #cod mw2 #call of duty #cod #call of duty modern warfare #call of duty modern warfare 2 #cod mwii #kyle gaz garrick #cod gaz #gaz garrick #cod fanart

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audisive · 23 days

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♪ BROOKLYN BABY. (💌) – previous part

౨ৎ simon 'ghost' riley | reader

synopsis: the 141 believes the scot now.

tags: fluff, romance, soft!simon, you're basically their mom atp lol, bickering, there's a bet between gaz n soap, gaz secretly wants you shh, ooc characters, not proofread, price being the gentleman he is, he's seriously just watching everything unfold

It's not always that Ghost is willing to let the 141 stay at his house for their traditions – which is just drinking beer and watching sports, really. In fact, he's always said something about his place being empty, so they always settled on someone else's. They stop asking after a year, and in turn, he stops having reasons.

It's not until Soap pops the question again when everyone else's houses are unavailable for a variety of reasons, his being that he left his faucet on and now his shitty apartment is flooded. You can only imagine the suspicion and shock when Ghost agrees (or, rather, simply grunts).

The drive is long, nothing short of 5 hours, and Soap spends the better half of it bickering with either Gaz or Ghost. He falls asleep by the next half, and when he awakes, he gawks at the lovely looking house before their car. There's two stories to it, a balcony, a front porch, and there's no doubt that there's a backyard.

Contrary to popular belief, no, it is not all black or plain at all. It's all equally surprising to them. The Brit isn't the type to care about the appearance and state of a house, usually. They do envision him in a mostly empty apartment with only a bed and a bathroom, though.

There's a delicate touch to where a rough man lives; the smell is almost heavenly when they enter the house. It's homely, the scent of newly washed sheets and lingering smell of food; there's a cat perched on the living room table that Ghost scratches the head of lovingly in a way that's so casual and natural. It's like they're at the gates of–

"Simon!" Heaven's bells ring in their ears, luring them into the doorway of the living room, and the sound of feet padding against the cold floor. There comes a soft-looking thing running into Ghost's arms, completely engulfing you.

You only notice the three familiar faces of your boyfriend's team members – though you know he considers them family if anything – when you pull away. An angel clad in only a cami top, shorts, and Simon's hand around your waist, you turn to look at the group with a surprised look on your pretty – Soap thinks that God, you're so pretty – face. "Oh, hi," you smile sweetly, obviously awkward at the silence and the staring.

"It's been a while," Ever the gentleman, the gruff voice is the first to speak up with your name uttered, the only who's actually met you – John Price. Soap is too enamored with the way you hold yourself and the fact that, holy fuck, even your name's pretty. Gaz raises a brow at the captain's greeting.

You smile once more – a genuine one now. "Nice to see you again, John."

"'S rude to stare, Johnny." Simon speaks out, a smirk under the mask. "Please excuse him, miss," Gaz adds, this beautiful man, and offers a charming smile.

"You must be Gaz," you hold your hand out, "it's a pleasure to finally meet you."

"Pleasure's all mine," Kyle forgets that a hand could be this soft and gentle, "and please, call me Kyle." He barely stops himself from turning your hand in his to kiss the back of it like one should to a lady so fair; his lieutenant has good taste in women, he'll give him that. And when you're out of the area, Soap is sure to rub it in Gaz's face. I told ye so! LT wis hidin' somethin' from us. A pretty something, that is. You don't miss the way he slips a twenty-dollar bill into the Scottish man's hand.

"Glad tae meet ye," Soap finally says, winking. "Understand why he wis hidin' a bonnie lass like ye from us." There's a mischievous glint in his eye, almost naturally so.

"A'm hurt, LT, but whit can I do? After all, we're just a couple o' brutes, arenae we?"

Simon watches in amusement, "you'll live." Soap is quick to move to your side as you lead the small group of hulking men through your shared home after that.

Simon is visibly more relaxed with you around. He's comfortable, that much is a given, with the way he's taking up most of the thankfully large couch with his manspreading. So is the 141. They're pampered like spoiled children (or pets, really) through the whole day.

Instead of just beer and faucet water, they're offered a variety of drinks in the kitchen that's enough to be considered a private bar. Instead of an empty belly unhealthily stuffed with beer and a mix of mediocre takeout, they're met with warm homecooked meals. They lose track of time quickly; the night falls by the time they've tired themselves out, and they've had not one, but two meals thanks to you.

(They're sure to commend your cooking skills and think of how lucky this tall brute of a man is blessed with a woman so soft and pliant and wonderful and– while Price is the one to be the most grateful, Soap compliments you the most. "A can practically taste the love." You laugh in turn.)

Gaz is the first to speak after a meal so lovely, they could simply just sleep on the floor comfortably and wake to the same smell of home. "It's a bit late, love, we should probably go."

"Thank you for having us," Price smiles down at you kindly.

"Ye've been lovely, bonnie." He wants to stay some more.

"Wait," you stop them, looking up at Simon for further approval. He's already looking at you with a reassuring brush of his thumb on the side of your hip and a nod. You turn your eyes back at them. "It's already late, you three should stay the night. We have enough room for everyone."

There comes, "we don't wanna intrude," then, "we can take care of ourselves, it's alright."

"Please, I insist." Your smile brightens, "I'll even cook breakfast before you leave."

The mohawk moves with a sigh, "now tha's just no' fair, lass. How are we gonna say no tae that?" You giggle. Only then do they find themselves tucked away in the guest room, and boy, you were right when you said it could fit them all if not more.

On the way to the bathroom in the late hours of the night, Soap catches a glimpse of light through the crack of your bedroom door to see his oh-so strong lieutenant, vulnerable in your arms. There's something natural about the way you cradle the large man and kiss his hair like it's part of your DNA, like you're programmed to do that 'cause Soap thinks you're simply unreal.

He's proud of his lieutenant, this lucky bastard. He turns another blind eye once more, but he's paid in full with another fulfilling meal by the morning.

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call-of-duty-incorrect-quotes · 2 days

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Soap: How would you guys like to die?

Ghost: On the battlefield, covered in the blood of my enemies.

Gaz: I don’t know. But hopefully, it will be quick and painless.

Rudy: I’d like to die doing something meaningful for the people I love and care about.

Alejandro: I don’t care how I die, as long as I’m fighting for what we believe.

Price: Soap… Why are you writing these down?

Soap: I’m looking for ideas.

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ornateorchid · 2 months

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wake up babe new elliot knight pics just dropped

(these aren't new ive just never seen them before)

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elexaria · 3 months

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dirty talking with simon on the phone when he’s on deployment, whining and moaning down the mic as you play w/ yourself, not knowing johnny and gaz are there rubbing one out at the sound of you. “you like that? dirty girl.” simon growls with a chuckle after saying the most horrendously slutty things, one hand holding his phone flat while the other is tight fistedly shafting his cock. and as you cum with his name on your tongue, legs shaking— you don’t seem to hear the sounds of three men grunting and spluttering as they shoot their loads shortly after :(

#elexaria writes #simon ghost riley #john soap mactavish #gaz garrick #cod x reader #ghost smut #simon riley x reader #simon ghost x reader

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