#CodGhost

[xshindaaix]

The Tired Bitch Club 💅

They be serving fr

[quoxal]

"Soap uses the true power of being an artist"

A little silly in between the more spicy posts 😋 Soap uses his talent to make his dreams come true 😂

Inspired by the scene from Turning Red :D

[hauntedbubbles]

All I'm saying is that the Ghost Senpai skin has so much potential 💅🏻

Repurposed assets from the Fender skin "Do you even lift." - it seemed fitting 🙌

[deadunderorbit]

I fucking hate you, but I love you

ac: batmobiledits on tiktok

[patienceunique]

König |A Peace Of Mind(e)| Call Of Duty 18+ SMUT - ✿✿✿✰[A/N Reading Info (helpful)]✰✿✿✿ (on Wattpad) https://www.wattpad.com/1470139024-k%C3%B6nig-a-peace-of-mind-e-call-of-duty-18%2B-smut-%E2%9C%BF%E2%9C%BF%E2%9C%BF%E2%9C%B0?utm_source=web&utm_medium=tumblr&utm_content=share_reading&wp_uname=DaameeBriggs [ONGOING] She felt the day, she opened her door that day, it was her destiny. The gift from the angels of her hard work and hardships she's lived the 24 years of her life. Could it be luck or just the rush that thrives in her veins when she gets a kick out of the high this soul puts her too. Crumbling to her knees feeling intoxicated at the sight. Submission of her obedience, no questions asked, at his every order, ✿✿0✰0✿✿✿ She made and wrote as much as she can with her new musical muse, she feels so unstoppable, so....ALIVE. ✿✿0✰0✿✿✿ SIR YES SIR!!,the crowd yelled as she nodded. AT EASE SOLDIERS!!!she yelled. She didn't smile once. Her brows furrowed as she had her hands behind her back. ✿✿0✰0✿✿✿ Later that night Patience laid in her bed staring up at the ceiling deep in thought, playing that moment over and over. "We have to be partners on the field someday, " he told her with a laugh, she laughed back. For sure that sounds amazing" she was worried if she said his name aloud, she'd melt away where she stood. 

[bonesnbones]

You guys won't believe how many times I had to fix this drawing, and it still has anatomy issues so I gave up BUT I am happy how I drew his face, so yeah have a drawing of Ghost from COD

[zephyfallmask]

Don't ask me how someone wearing a cow onesie became my comfort streamer so quickly, I don't have the answer other than he's a funni lil guy

(twitch.tv/Circuit_the_Robot)

[elvishprincess25]

made up the prompts for BLOOD and FIRE. CoD Ghost is crushing a rose he brought with him to a supposed funeral for my OC, Strac, and the Eyes on fire depict how it feels in a moment of pure, blind rage.

[leandmaddy]

Group cuddles (Omega verse) ~Fluff

Ghost was in the gym just trying to get through the day like every other day, he had one earbud in so he could still hear something. He heard Gaz and Soap walk in so his silence in the gym would,d be gone. He didn't have his mask on because he was in the back corner, no one would bother him. The two lower ranks made their way back to Ghost. Ghost was taking a break, drinking water and just trying to breathe. 

He had his mask off because it was getting hard to breathe through the thick fabric. "How you feel'n Si?" Soap asked sitting next to the older and opening his bag looking for his gloves. 

"Tired... hard to breath..." Ghost said taking a deep breath to get as much air as possible into his lungs. Soap was wrapping his hand so he rested his head on Ghost's shoulder. Soap unwrapped his hands, and looked at Gaz, they both nodded before forcing Ghost to stand. They left their bags there not caring. 

They forced Ghost through the base, Ghost not having time nor the air to put the mask back on. once they made it back to the barracks, they forced Ghost to his room. Once in, Gaz closed the door while Soap continued to push Ghost, no Simon, to the bed. Gaz locked the door and joined the two on the bed, Simon laying on his back in the middle, with Soap on one side and Gaz on the other.

The two Omega's wrapped their limbs around Simon, and practically pinned him to the bed. "You feeling better?" Soap asked wanting to make sure his partner was comfortable. "I'm feeling a little better but still not good..." Simon said, still trying to calm his breathing. As he had his eyes closed, he started to hear a noise. He opened his eyes to see and feel Gaz and Soap purring into his arms and chest. 

"Wha-what are you doing?" He asked, wrapping his arms around the two to pull them closer, wanting the vibrations more. "We know that an Omega's pur and calm down their alpha." Gaz said nestling into Simon's chest.

"Yep!" Soap added. Simon let out a huff of a sigh. relaxing a little into the bed. 

Price was wandering around the base looking for his force and partners. He pulled out his phone and called Ghost, knowing the other two would most likely not pick up. But when Simon didn't answer, he got worried. He headed to the gym and went to where he knew Simon would be working out and Soap and Ga just be there. He saw Gaz's and Soap's bags, but no owners. and there was Ghost's mask sitting on the bench beside his water bottle, which he never went anywhere without the two.

Now he started to panic. He tried Soap and Gaz no answer. "Shit..." Price thought of the worse outcomes. While everyone was eating at breakfast someone snuck on base and took the three while they weren't paying attention, but he then thought that even if the 'takers' had a gun, Ghost would've taken them down, and Ghost's hard is never down on base, even when they are having sex or 'sleeping.

Price made his way walk-running to the barracks. He tried his own room, no one, Gaz's room nope, Soap's room no one aswell. Finally, he tried Ghost's room, but it was locked. He pulled out his keys and opened the door. seethe the three asleep on the large bed, calmed down Price's nerves. John smiles and placed the bottle of water and the mask on the bedside table. 

He went over to Ghost's desk and grabbed a piece of paper and wrote a note to the three. He went over to the bed and placed a kiss on all of their heads. He left the room and locked the door before heading to his office to do his normal boring work.

[coconut-puonch]

old cod doodles from my twt

[quoxal]

"Ka-freaking-boom , baby" A photograph for Ghost and Soap to remember their adventures!

(one of them seems to be more into it than the other, can you guess who?) :D

[madameducyberversailles]

A Glimpse of Simon Riley

(Gif credit to @sweeetestcurse​)

Here’s some headcanons I have about Ghost before he was actually Ghost, meaning before the traumatic events that led to him making himself Lieutenant Ghost. This is coming from his backstory in the Modern Warfare remake last year and my own thoughts, enjoy the foolery with a sprinkle of sociological analysis 

Simon Riley is someone who is low-maintenance. Like seriously he could just use bar soap and look good. Genetics is a lottery this man absolutely won. 

That being said, anything anyone does for him that is self-care related makes him want to turn into a grateful puddle, but he also feels like he needs to pay it back somehow. The man’s traumatic past with his childhood means his brain needs time to process that he is deserving of good things...please be patient with our neurodivergent sweetheart.

Is bi. I don’t make the rules. Is very, VERY much bisexual. 

Because of his upbringing though, it’s likely he wasn’t given the freedom or acceptance to explore his sexuality but going to the military helped him overcome the internalized shame in himself and he slowly opened up a bit more to the idea. He’s also pan or demi-romantic. 

Simon Riley is build like a weapon but the core of his steel is forged with love. The altruistic love he has for people clashes with the violent upbringing and terrible traumatic disposition he has acquired from it, therefore since he views himself as a dangerous near inhumane thing, he decided that he would do whatever he could to defend people. Basically the trope of ‘monster is hated by people in the past and believes he deserves it and can’t see himself as other than an abomination but wants to protect humanity just in the tiny sliver of hope that there is something worth defending’. 

Simon Riley is a jokester from childhood. Humor was his escape from awkward silences, from rejection by peers, from his family’s hurt...he joked to cope, to make friends, to connect through humor, to give himself and others some joy and maybe revel in the love that joy brought. He wanted to be the reason people smiled, because it made him feel worthy. 

He is a provider at heart. Not the toxic kind, NEVER that Manosphere nonsense; he believes that those who are able to provide should provide, and from seeing how his family and he suffered from having the most absentee and abusive patriarchal provider he swore he would not only provide for himself but also provide for others. The world is his oyster and he made it his duty to protect and provide for the vulnerable because he knows the pain of not having that and wishes it on NO ONE. He has brought soup to sick friends before, and offered candy and food too. Provider that makes you want to get married immediately. 

He loves flowers. He absolutely appreciates them. The flowers on the street make him the happiest, as they represent growth in hardship and resilience. He smiles at flowers that grow in concrete. When he’s happy and feeling it enough, he’ll take a small flower and put it on his pocket or a buttonhole on a shirt, wherever he can. They also deeply remind him of his mother and her unwavering goodness, even to those that didn’t deserve it. He also treads softly on grass, even when he’s over 235 pounds of muscle. His favourite flower is a sunflower. 

Sleeps heavier than the world on Atlas’ shoulders before the incident; loves his sleep. As a child he didn’t get much sleep so now his adult body is making up for lost time and waking up without loud sounds and horrible gestures makes him so happy. 

He read romance books back in the day (as a teen and early into his career). Very guilty pleasure, he just really loved the vicarious feeling of meeting someone and nurturing a relationship with them. Loved the ones where one of them has kids and the love interest is active and attentive to the kids too. The stories help him heal in multiple ways but he also uses them as an instruction booklet. (Yes he read Twilight and he cringes to Hell whenever its mentioned). 

Has a diary. Rarely opens it up or uses it, but it has notes of what he hears in passing that make him laugh, make him think, some jokes he practises in his book (the amount of scribbles in the margins is astronomical), and a few entries from the first few times he tried to journal from a therapist/counsellor’s advice but it never really went through. Has a few affirmations in them. He also has some drawings in them, and in a hidden section, photographs of his mother and brother. His earliest tattoo designs and ideas were on it too. He also has in it, written the names of all those he truly cares about and keeps a list of friends and enemies. 

Soft guitar music, maybe some country? But mostly just soft and mellow music that calms the mind but touches the soul. Older generation artists, coming from his mother’s and brother’s tastes, honestly. He only likes a few pop artists, but has been spotted by Price humming a song or two that the other guys (read: Gaz and Soap) sing around the base for whatever and then cursing himself for getting ‘infected’ by those songs. If you tell him to listen to a song and ask his opinion the next day you’ll be surprised to find out he’s actually listened to it. 

His favourite weather is a soft rain, or those sunny days where there’s a lot of clouds dotting the sky and infrequent sunlight. Perfect sleeping weather. And rain of course is common for his home country so he does like it, and can’t do too well with excessive heat (the man wears all black in the desert like why). 

He loves affection but of course, has to act nonchalant about it and doesn’t know how to ask for it. Again, because of his past, affection is something rare and if he asks for it it was likely to go wrong, with only his mother giving him some affection and his brother having rare moments of brotherly affirmation and physical touch. He sees the camaraderie of other soldiers and sometimes, when he’s alone and in his own head, he’s envious of them and the ways they can casually dispense and request affection without fear of it being rejected, wishing that he could have something like that. 

Is a good listener, and appreciates it himself when others listen to him and keep track of things he says, even the little ones. He says what he means (unless he’s in a heightened, agitated state of emotion) and to have people speak earnestly, and even kindly about him never leave his mind. He also lives for doing a good thing as he is a bit of a perfectionist with himself, so hearing some sincere praise from others strokes his ego so much oh my god you don’t even know-

He is a shit driver. Well, technically he passed all his classes but by the sheer power of intimidation as he did do the basic stuff right. He can drive well enough but usually it involves high speed and borderline road rage. Price was relieved when Gaz told him he could drive. Simon Riley only gets the keys if no one else is there. The only worse driver is Soap because he wants to stop and see every dog that walks by and pet it and had to swerve a few times. Plus Soap is a passenger princess (you all know he is. You all do.)

That’s all I got right now, maybe I’ll make more but for now this is it! There may be more coming up but I would enjoy conversing with you guys about it too! 

[kyber-heart-writes]

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[hisprocedure]

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