How The TF141 Boys Would Take Care Of You After A Long Day!

I'm a grown ass man but I'll be such a good girl for the 141 if Price asks.

God he’d be so good to you!!✨

After he gets you all nice and soft before calling he’ll ask you to get to your knees. You’re looking up at him between his thick thighs as he grabs your chin slowly pulling your gaze to his.

“You wanna be good f’me baby?”, he says in his low gravely voice.

Of course you’d nod wanting to please him.

“Go on baby, show me what your mouth can do”

KYLE "GAZ" GARRICK Call of Duty: Modern Warfare III (2023)

do u think price sparkles in the sun?

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Hello! I am a new writer and I’m happy to make your acquaintance. My pronouns are she/her.

I’m going to focus on doing Call of Duty MW2!

Requests are open! Ask any questions u want✨

Things I’m willing to write:

-Fluff

-Smut

-Headcanons

Things I’m not willing to write:

-Body horror

-Incest

Minors please don’t interact!

Hi guys I’m sorry for not posting too much, there have been some issues I’ve been going through and once those pass I’ll be able to write more. Thank you to all of the people who read my fics you dont know how much it means to me❤️

New Years Eve Drabble/Thoughts

Imagine your at the base with the 141 on New Year’s Eve watching the ball go down with each hour. You don’t voice your thoughts to your teammates but you wish that you’d have at least someone to share a kiss with when the clock strikes midnight. As the night goes on and the drinks are plenty the clock strikes midnight. Everyone says happily “Happy New Years!” Before you can say anything, four lips are on your face kissing your cheeks, forehead, and neck. Your cheeks flush as you look up at Price, Gaz, Soap, and Ghost.

Gaz looks at you with a cheeky smirk, “Just for luck love. Now tell us, who do you want as your new year’s kiss.”

I’m at a gamestop and I saw my pookies✨🥺

I couldnt sleep so heres a little fluffy thing for everyone!

Ghost x GN!Reader

You lay in bed with the covers pulled up to your nose. You hold a pillow with your husband’s shirt over it. He has been gone for months for a mission you could never know about. You smell the t-shirt again trying to find a sense of comfort while he’s gone.

The bed is too cold and quiet, the room is void of noise. The lonliness was starting to gnaw at you, the need to have a warm body next to you was overwhelming. You stare into the darkness wishing that he’d come home soon. Your eyes start to flutter feeling exhausted from the day until you hear the front door open.

He’s home.

You raise from bed tripping over yourself to get untangled from the bedsheet and quickly going to the stair case. You see him close the door quietly behind him locking the door. He shucks off his boots and places them the shoe rack next to the door.

His shoulders are slouched exhausted, you can see how he winces as he stands back up. You hope he’s not too injured from this mission.

“Simon?”, your voice echoes through the house

His head snaps towards you still running on adrenaline, before relaxing with a sigh. He takes off his mask pocketing it into his trousers, his eyes softening at the sight of you.

He ascends the stairs as you descend meeting each other in the middle. Tears gather in your eyes with a wobbly smile.

“Hi Simon”

“Hello love”

Tears fall down your cheeks, you can feel his calloused fingers wipe them away. You wrap your arms around his neck burying your face into your neck relieved that he’s home. Your hands wander every part of him confirming that he’s truly home.

Gently he picks you up leading you back to your bedroom.

“No more tears, I’m home.”

You nod taking a couple deep breaths calming yourself. He gently takes your hands off of him to quickly toss off his clothes into some shadowy corner.

You lay down with him next to you feeling like this is all just a dream. Ghost chuckles when he sees one of his old shirts on a pillow.

“You really did miss me huh”

You nod and he kisses the crown of your forehead tucking your head into the crook of his neck. Simon hands snake around your waist and your circle his.

Simons hands wander your body and smelling the scent of your shampoo. No more gunpowder and blood, no more screams of the dying, just his love and a comfortable bed.

Everything feels so much more right. The bed is the perfect size, its so nice and warm, and the sound of his heartbeat calms your mind. Your eyes start to flutter shut again but you want to spend more time with Simon.

His hand pets your head as he whispers in your ear, “Sleep well love, I’ll be here when you wake up”

Your mind drifts off to sleep now at peace knowing that he’s safe in your arms once again.

I decided to draw Soap, Kyle, Alex, Price last night! I hope you enjoy them! (Sorry I can’t draw Ghost, his mask is a bit complicated)

Fluff!✨• JohnnyxReader •❤️🧼

It was a long hard mission, everyone was beaten down and exhausted. There is a constant ring in everyones ears as they feel the cold wind chill their bones.

There was no conversation or banter tonight everyone ready to drop dead when they got back to base. Prices cigar smoke wafts through the air making it smell warm like his office.

Your body feels like it was pushed to its very limit, the muscles relax despite the hard metal. The helicopter blades are deafening even with the headphones on. Despite that your eyes start to flutter shut, you try and fight it but its been a long day.

With a small bump your head lands on Johnnys shoulder and you are out like a light. Johnny jumps a little surprised but he immediately stills. A small smile creeps onto his face as he wraps his arm around your waist.

He rests his head against yours yawning, feeling the same pull to slumber as you did.

“Have a good sleep bonnie, I’ll see ya when ah wake up”

He pulls you just a tad bit closer feeling comfort with you by your side. With one more yawn he succumbs to sleep letting himself dream.