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⋆IT'S FINALLY HAPPENING⋆

This have been in the work since I joined the fandom in Jan 2024! I am literally not joking with this! It was on and off due to my wrist problems then life getting in the way then other projects etc etc

But I decided, fuck it, let's make it happening anyway! Might just be the stickers and not the GIFs (Yet?) but I'm sure the people would still be happy!

Since it's been that long, I will be reworking the characters a bit/make sure everything is perfect and not blurry! That would be good, right?

So what is COD: Elmo Warfare?? Well good thing I can explain that! It's a project that I started long ago as I said. It's the 141 (+Roach cause well. Roach!) as the Fire Elmo meme! I did make GIFs but since I am going to rework the art, I'll have to update those as well later.

Basically those will be digital stickers (and later GIFs) you'll be able to get for your twitch/telegram/discord/etc.

All information about this below!

"So how does one get this first set?" By working as a community! You see, I'd love to release them for free but I have been working on these for so long, including learning how to make gifs/simple animation, as a jobless disabled person, that I'd rather do a fundraising to help me pay for my new pair of glasses. Once the goal is reached, these will then be available on my Ko-Fi (1$? 5$?). These will also be given to the Ghoap Discord for everyone in it to use for free as a thank you for the warm welcome the community gave me when I joined and how awesome everyone simply is even after a year and a half later! Anyone who gets a membership or donates will also get it for free as soon as we reach the goal! It's only fair after all! If you prefer to commission me to get something now, you can either pay directly to it or I'll add that amount myself to the total! Yes, even Non-COD commissions will count!

"But what about X Character? He's my favorite!" My friend, do I have some good news for you! I consider this to be the 141 Set which means that anyone can request their favorite in the comments below. I'll probably make a poll later to see who should be the next one done. Characters can also be commissioned to be added to the next Set. Anyone who does, will get the current set for free (if they don't already have it) or get the next set that includes the character for free.

"What if I want a sticker of my OC/Sona/Character from a different Game/Show/Movie?" Then you can commission it! If you want more than one character, then a bundle price might be negotiable! For Fursonas and characters with non humanoid features, it might be a bit more since I'll have to adjust my template. It'll be discussed once you message me!

"Okay but what about PHYSICAL stickers??" I have thought about it! Thing is, I don't know how that could work for me as a seller while also making sure you have quality. I do not have machines at home to make them nor the budget for those or to spend on an inventory that might not sell. So if you know a print on demande website that is legit, won't steal my art and have decent quality, please do contact me about it or comment below! I would LOVE to offer these as physical stickers. I'd even get them for myself!

So! About the goal! Well it's simple. It's right on my Ko-Fi page! And below! And the minimum to reach to unlock the Boys is 50% | 125$. It MIGHT change in the future but this is what needs to be reached as of now.

So to recapitulate

⋆ 7 Digital Stickers: 141 Set (2x Soap, 2x Ghost, 1x Price, 1x Gaz, 1x Roach) ⋆ Goal to Reach: 50% | 125$ ⋆ Membership and Commissions helps ⋆ Perfect for Twitch, Discord, Telegram ⋆ GIFs are WIP ⋆ OCs/Sona/Non-COD Characters can be commissioned ⋆ Looking for POD to make Physical Stickers ⋆ Suggest your favorite COD Character you'd like as a sticker in the comments below!

If you have ANY questions, please do not hesitate and contact me! I am also open to feedback and help in my DMs! This is my first project like this and I have no idea if I am making any sense! So please guide me and thank you for understanding!

DexterLittle

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it's my balloon day! 🥳 gonna be chilling at fan expo boston too, i'm so fucking hype!! if you feel so inclined... i do accept birthday gifts in the form of ko-fis and also kudos/shares/comments on my fics... 💗or, y'know, a happy birthday. i'm easy :3

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What kind of sleeping position does each of the 141 members have? Are they more "Victorian Damsel in Distress" or "A Victorian Child Dying of Scarlet Fever"?

They are all about that tactical bed sharing

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Some PriceNik sketches <3

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everyone knows john "soap" mactavish is one mouthy sonofabitch. what they don't know is how one simon "ghost" riley plans to handle that.

tags: ghost x soap, pwp, top!ghost, bottom!soap, breathplay, brat!soap, brat tamer!ghost, nsfw, anal sex, rough sex, spanking, mdni

Soap doesn't mean to mouth off. He just forgets sometimes. Especially when Ghost's fingers are buried in his hair, yanking his head back hard enough that his jugular's on full display, all six-foot-four of his lieutenant crowding him against the wall without a word.

The picture frame beside them teeters on its nail. Ghost doesn't spare it a second glance.

"You said you'd be quiet."

Soap grins, feral, unrepentant, teeth bared as his chest heaves. "I lied."

It's less than a second before Ghost's mouth crashes into his—rough and hot, all tongue and teeth and pressure. He bites Soap's bottom lip hard enough for it to bleed, chasing the gasp Soap lets out with another kiss and the pressure of a tongue sliding against his, fucking into his eager mouth. Soap moans, bucks his hips against Ghost's, gripping the blond's hips to pull him closer so their cocks drag against one another.

"Fuck, Simon—that the best ye can do?"

He's rewarded with a palm to the chest, a hard shove sending him off balance enough that he stumbles to the side, catching himself on the doorframe. Not enough to hurt, but to warn, to back him a little closer to the bed as he teeters on the edge of control.

"You keep mouthing off," Ghost growls, towering over him, eyes narrowing behind the hard shell of his mask, "and I'll gag you."

Soap laughs breathlessly. "Oh yeah? With what, Sir?"

The hand pressing against his chest drops to his belt, popping the buckle loose with maddening calm. Ghost doesn't even bother looking, just works the leather free like he's done it a thousand times.

Not like he hasn't. Not like this isn't their favorite game to play, Soap bratting until Ghost snaps, bends him over, and reminds him exactly who he belongs to. But if Ghost thinks Soap's gonna give in that easily…

"Face the wall."

Ghost growls the words into his ear, already turning Soap himself, crowding against his back now. The bottom of his mask is rolled up, exposing his lips as his hot breath tickles Soap's ear. "Hands up. Don't fucking move."

The dominance in his voice almost has Soap coming then and there.

"Yes, sir," he manages, palms shaking as he presses them above his head. The sound of the belt sliding out is thick with promise, making him shudder even before his trousers are shucked down with little fanfare, exposing his arse to the chill of the room. His head dips down low, chest heaving as a glove traces down his spine—slow, possessive, yet almost soothing before—

CRACK!

Soap jolts, a heady gasp escaping as Ghost's palm strikes the meat of his arse, leaving a glorious sting in its wake. He goes to turn, to drop his hands and turn the tables, but another blow rains down over the first and he moans, helplessly aroused.

"You forget the rules, Johnny?"

"Steamin'—ngh—no, sir—!"

Within seconds, Ghost's hands are everywhere. Palming his hips, pulling him back, bending him just right while he loops the discarded belt around Soap's wrists, forcing his hands together where they're braced against the wall.

A boot kicks his legs open. A clothed cock drags against his crack, a threat and a promise all in one.

Helpless. Caught. Desperate.

"Did you lube up for me like I asked?" Ghost rumbles, one hand quickly tugging his jeans down. The length of his cock taps Soap's stinging arse once, twice, already leaking pre over the reddened skin. "Or am I gonna have to make this hurt?"

"Fuck," Soap groans, a full-body shudder flowing through him as the blunt tip of Ghost's cock nestles between his cheeks. "Yes, sir, I did—"

"How many fingers?" Ghost asks casually, like he's only asking for the weather, if he needs to bring a jumper for a leisurely walk.

"A-ah, three, sir!"

"There's a good lad."

The tease of Ghost's tip against his pucker has Soap mewling, squirming as he tries to fuck back on it, to force Ghost to slip inside and give him what he really wants—

"Please—"

"You'll take what I give you."

And with that, Ghost punches forward.

One brutal stroke—deep, full, enough for Soap to shout as he sags against the wall, only held up by the hands on his hips.

"Keep. Your voice. Down," Ghost growls, leaning forward to bite the curve where Soap's shoulder meets his neck. "Or you get nothing."

"I can't—" Soap moans, eyes rolling back as his hands twitch uselessly above his head. "I can't—fuck, Simon—please!"

Ghost pulls almost all the way out. Just the tip resting inside, barely enough for Soap to clench around before he surges forward again, even harder than the last. Hard enough to fuck the breath from Soap's lungs while one hand trails up his chest to cover his mouth and pinch his nose shut.

Ghost fucks him like he owns him. Everything Soap is—mind, body, soul—is under his control. He can't moan. Can't furiously jack himself off. Can't beg. Can't even bloody breathe, thoughts already going fuzzy from the dopamine rush combined with the lack of oxygen. He gasps when Ghost's hand releases, each thrust knocking him forward, preventing him from catching his breath at all.

The hand trails down again, this time wrapping around his weeping cock, squeezing the base. Soap mewls. Ghost laughs low in his ear.

"I don't think so, Johnny boy," he croons. "You haven't earned it yet."

"Simon—"

"Quiet, Johnny," Ghost reminds him. "Or I stop."

Soap whines. Desperate. Grinding back for more, gone completely stupid on it, mind broken already, wrists straining and legs shaking. Ghost holds him down with weight alone, filling him better than anything else ever could—fuck, he could live like this. Nothing but The Ghost's cockwhore, a hole for him to claim, own, rut into whenever he wanted, nothing but a pretty toy on display. He's almost sure he's babbling at this point, not that Ghost seems to mind, begging for more, for the blond to never stop, to use him and ruin him and break him—

Fuck, he's so full, stretched to the brink with his cock leaking in Ghost's hand. Balls aching and full, desperate for release, desperate to obey—

"Please," he chokes out. "Sir. Please—need it, need tae cum, oh fuuuuck please—"

"Then be good," Ghost whispers, grinning against the shell of Soap's ear.

Somehow, by some miracle, Ghost's thrusts get faster. Harder. Balls slapping his arse with every drive in, pistoning through him and driving Soap higher and higher as he starts stroking Soap's cock in tandem.

"Ghost, Ghost, Ghost, GhostGhostGhostGhost—"

He cums with a sob, knees buckling, cock spilling messily across the wall. Ghost follows seconds later with a low groan, painting his insides, renewing his claim. It's a few moments of them panting hard before Ghost kisses his temple, voice low and amused.

"Next time, we'll see if you can keep quiet. Maybe a little more gentle persuasion will help…"

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I think 50 shades of grey did so much damage to BDSM writing in fic and like not because I think fic writers were taking inspiration from it, but we did get a lot of detailed explanatory posts about all the different ways in which those guys were Doing It Wrong, which is not in and of itself a bad thing but since then everybody got so hung up on making sure everybody in their fics was nothing like 50 shades of grey and actually demonstrates that yes I do understand the principles of safe sane and consensual and the traffic light system and safewording and aftercare and checking in that now everybody fucks like a 101 handbook and I think we've only just recently started to recover from it. love me a dynamic where it's two repressed freak idiots who accidentally invent BDSM all on their own and have to come up with the strangest most deeply harmful ways of navigating that situation

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I think 50 shades of grey did so much damage to BDSM writing in fic and like not because I think fic writers were taking inspiration from it, but we did get a lot of detailed explanatory posts about all the different ways in which those guys were Doing It Wrong, which is not in and of itself a bad thing but since then everybody got so hung up on making sure everybody in their fics was nothing like 50 shades of grey and actually demonstrates that yes I do understand the principles of safe sane and consensual and the traffic light system and safewording and aftercare and checking in that now everybody fucks like a 101 handbook and I think we've only just recently started to recover from it. love me a dynamic where it's two repressed freak idiots who accidentally invent BDSM all on their own and have to come up with the strangest most deeply harmful ways of navigating that situation

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That smile...

THIS DAMNED SMILE.

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That smile...

THIS DAMNED SMILE.

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this is a transgender zone you either support trans rights or you die dude

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You are working the gate in the afterlife and for the first time ever, something the humans built has shown up to be processed. You’re not sure what to do, this… entity shouldn’t have a soul, but here it is in front of you, freshly dead and awaiting the next life.

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May I introduce you to my favourite Calvin and Hobbes strip which only got funnier when I got hearing aids.

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Say what you mean as kindly and clearly as possible.

You might have the urge to hint at what you want instead of saying it outright.

You might want to withdraw and hope someone notices. Or perhaps to act cold or upset and hope they’ll ask what’s wrong. This is testing if they care by making them guess, and it isn't really fair. To you or to them.

You deserve to ask for what you need.

Not through guilt, not through silence, not through passive aggression.

Those behaviors aren’t necessarily “bad” but they’re often survival responses we picked up along the way.

They don’t build the kind of connection we actually want. And they can damage our relationships.

Being direct can feel terrifying.

It can feel like rejection is guaranteed the moment we ask.

But healthy communication means giving people a real chance to show up for us and giving ourselves a chance to be heard.

You don’t have to be perfect at it.

Here are some examples:

“I feel off today and could use some support.”

“I’m feeling lonely. Can I call you?”

“I’m feeling insecure. Can you give me some reassurance?

You are allowed to speak clearly.

You are allowed to ask.

You are allowed to be understood.

You deserve to have your needs met. And your loved ones deserve to not have to guess at it.

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Simon “Ghost” Riley (6/?)

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