#kidnapper!gaz

[whinesandwhimpers]

Everyone on base jokes that john price just swooped up kyle garrick to be his sergeant. that he just took kyle from wherever he was before.

Kyle took the joke too seriously and 'followed in the footsteps of his captain' when he saw you. So enraptured by your beauty, he suddenly had a want for a girlfriend so he simply took one...took you.

Your kidnapper is so charming and nice, giving you whatever you want (aside from letting you go ofc), he even surprises you with a romantic candlelight dinner when you start giving up on trying to escape.

[tanked-up]

(Soap kidnapped)

Kidnapper 1: We finally got him

Kidnapper 2: Think they’d give us good money for him?

Kidnapper 1: I hope so-

Kidnapper 3 enters: You got him?

Kidnapper 1: We sure did si-

Kidnapper 3: THAT BETTER NOT BE WHO I THINK IT IS-

Kidnapper 2: What do you mean, Sir…

Kidnapper 3: What’s your name?

Soap: Why do ye’ care

Kidnapper 1: I think it’s Mactavish, Sir… John Mactavish-

Kidnapper 3: SON OF A BITCH- YOU KIDNAPPED THE LIEUTENANTS PET, IDIOTS

Soap: PET?!

Kidnapper 2 about 1: TOLD YOU I SHOULD’VE BEEN THE HEAD OF THIS KIDNAPPING!

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(One hour later)

(Soap rambling all about it with The 141)

Soap: AND YOU WOULDN’T BELIEVE WHAT THEY CALLED ME-

Gaz: Stupid?

Price: An idiot?

Soap: GHOST’S PET-

(Gaz and Price in the back dying)

Price: Well he did almost destroy the the whole office when he found out-

Soap: Where even is he…

Gaz: Jus’ working on some stuff…

[gothghostiie]

Today I give you the visual of the 141’s pampered basement bunny (who honestly wasnt 100% against being kidnapped to begin with) snuggling in their nest of blankets, pillows, stuffed animals, and hoodies from the boys, wearing just a pair of fluffy socks, a sweater, and underwear, clinging to their favorite stuffie and dozing off while the boys play with their hair after a long hard mission. Tomorrow? Who knows

oooo.

little basement bunny who didn't fight back all that much, held still after being told to once, who didn't even need to be gagged because they weren't screaming. only a little shy when the boys stripped them down, asking so sweetly to at least keep your underwear for a bit until they were less shy - how could the boys say no to those big, pretty eyes?

now theyre in their big cage, stuffed amimals, blankets and pillows surrounding them, fairy lights so they can read the books n magazines the boys give them, all comfy and snuggled up until one of the guys comes down to them, opening the cage door and sitting on the edge with them in his lap, cuddling and playing with their hair to relax, all while the little bunny dozes off, drooling on his shirt

[pupyr0arz]

I live your kidnapper Gaz stuff... You get it, Gaz should get to be a little freak. As a treat

Ur so real

He looms over you, eyes bright in the flickering light. You feel a muted urge to reach underneath him for the candles on the table—to what? Spill them over yourself? Try to set the room on fire? You know how it would end, things put away and gentle disappointed tuts. Maybe a week, or however long ago it’s been, you might have tried it anyway out of a wild hope to irritate him. Some ingrained belief that every time you lashed out you were solidifying your freedom. You’ve learned since then.

“How are you feeling?” He asks, his voice pitched to a low, silky whisper. You hate his voice the most, you think. You can imagine prying his hands away all you like, stabbing out the warm brown eyes that track your every move, but no matter how many times you clasp your hands over your ears you can’t scrub the sound of it from your brain. “Deep breaths, dovie.” His hand traces down your arm, light taps of his fingers. You don’t flinch away, and you wonder if that brought a smile to his face hidden away in the shadows. Suddenly, you’re glad he’s decided you’re trustworthy enough to bring lit candles into your room.

His fingers tug at the hem of your shirt, and that is finally enough to unlock your frozen limbs. You had some small, disbelieving hope that he just wanted to look at you, like he was stopping by a zoo. You’re not—you don’t—you shove his hands away and he allows it, pushing yourself up the bed looking for breathing room. He only chuckles, sitting back.

“I know, I know. Not ready for that yet, huh? You’re so shy.” He teases, empty platitudes, but it still makes a flush rise on your face. He’s definitely seen you naked in your entirety, but it’s a different beast with his hands on your skin and right there. You wouldn’t be able to ignore it afterwards, even if you are trying to lull him into thinking you’re happy with it all. “I have an idea, okay? Just turn around.” 

Your breath stutters in your throat, but he just smiles, and waits. Slowly, you roll over onto your stomach, fear and unnamable emotions prickling under your skin. You feel like you’ve swallowed a live bomb, sitting heavy in your stomach as the ticking gets louder and louder in your ears. Your fingers tighten in the sheets, and you try desperately to banish the mental image of how this looks.

 “I need you to relax a bit, sweetheart.” Garrick laughs, a hand coming to rest on the back of your head. He rubs a thumb down the nape of your neck, petting you like a shivering puppy. You’re almost too rattled to feel indignant at the treatment.

You shift your shoulders, trying and failing to force yourself to let your muscles loosen. You swallow, wet your lips, and against your better judgment ask. “What are you going to do?”

“You’re so tense all the time.” He sounds almost mournful. “Even when I give you space, you’re always pacing and this much stress isn’t good for you, dove. I haven’t been very attentive, have I?”

You almost want to laugh. Relaxing here, in a complete stranger’s basement where he’s keeping you locked up? Sometimes you wonder how delusional Garrick is. There’s too many times where he seems normal, aware, and then he’d pull you close and murmur something or make an offhand comment that has you questioning his sanity.

You jolt out of your thoughts as he braces a hand on your shoulder, the other hand coming to carcass your spine. “Shh, you still get to keep your shirt on. This time. Just relax and let me take care of you.” 

You swallow, turning your face to the wall, shadows dancing on it from the candlelight. A back rub. You can survive a backrub. You force yourself to let go of the sheets, putting your hands up beside your head. Just breathe.

[loadedberetta]

hello 'Im sick I'll be back in a couple of days

until then please think about being on the bus fleeing from your crazy ex Johnny, and a beautiful man introducing himself as Kyle talks you up as he seems to notice your distress--

[konigsblog]

P!LINK COD MWII MASTERLIST (🌽)

MINORS DO NOT INTERACT. STRICTLY 18+. ALL MINORS WILL BE BLOCKED.

BEWARE: DARKER THEMES BELOW.

PHOTO CREDIT: GLUTT_R ON 🐦/X

KÖNIG

somnophilia with pervert!könig

taking kidnapper!könig for the first time

size difference with petite!reader and könig

“just the tip, könig.” with loser!könig

loser!könig who loses control (breeding kink)

being groped by kidnapper!könig (hole inspection)

forced breeding with pervert!könig

hope inspection with older boyfriend!könig

virginity loss with könig (virgin!reader)

letting virgin!könig use your body (virginity loss)

raped and recorded by könig

entertainment for kidnapper!könig (non-con)

raped in public by rapist!könig

incel!könig making porn for his online girlfriend

SIMON ‘GHOST’ RILEY

punishments with brat!reader and simon riley (brat taming)

relaxing simon riley with your pussy

‘obedience’ with simon riley

stepbrother!simon riley and his best friends

humping your stepfather's bulge

car sex with stepbro!simon riley

rough dom!simon riley and his fuck doll

being manhandled by your stepbrother

raped by kidnapper!simon

being filled by simon riley (breeding kink)

hole inspection with simon riley

cock worship with older boyfriend!simon

rough dom!simon x brat!reader (brat taming)

punishments with stepfather!simon

having your attitude fixed by your lieutenant

semi-clothed sex with pervert!simon

raped for intel by lieutenant!simon

JOHN ‘SOAP’ MACTAVISH

pervert!soap x milf!reader (morning sex)

“just the tip, i promise.” with stepbro!soap

your needy stepbro attempting to distract you

rough dom!stepbro!soap punishing you

playful!stepbro!soap and his virgin stepsister virginity loss

stepbro!soap eating you out

cuddling fucking with stepbro!soap

drunken sex with loser!soap

“fuck, don’t stop, bonnie...” handjobs with soap

being fingered by stepbro!soap

mutual masturbation with soap

stepson!soap with stepmom!reader

KYLE ‘GAZ’ GARRICK

shower sex with pervert!gaz

the type of videos gym bro!gaz sends you

riding gaz in your new lingerie

the result of getting high with stepbro!gaz

having your insides rearranged by gaz

riding gaz for the first time

“don’t pull out!” with pervert!gaz

sucking off gaz for the first time (inexperienced!reader)

letting virgin!gaz play with your cunt while you're high

treating soft!gaz to a handjob after his deployment

virgin!reader fucking themselves back on gaz

CAPTAIN JOHN PRICE

being eaten out by john price (1)

being eaten out by john price (2)

morning sex with older boyfriend!price

spit play with older boyfriend!price

morning sex with sugar daddy!price

being eaten out by sugar daddy!price

manhandled by price

making out with price

stepdad!price and his slutty, daft stepdaughter

[blingblong55]

internal thoughts-141

its a normal day on base, which is why reader decided to air out some thoughts

Ghost: *reading*

R/N: I think I'm gonna start carrying around a gun

Gaz: what? why?

R/N: so that way if I ever get kidnapped I can use it to immediately shoot myself now the kidnappers are being charged with kidnapping and murder

Soap: *nods* that's smart

R/N: what are they gonna tell the jury? that I just took out my own gun and shot myself in the head???

R/N: like anyone's gonna believe that *chuckles*

Gaz: I'm never taking my lunch break with you guys anymore :(

Price: I really wish I could retire *sighs heavily*

[imaginesheaven]

Incorrect COD Quotes

You got kidnapped :)

 Enemies make you read their demands in front of a camera:

(Y/N): Hello, my name is (Y/N). I have been kidnapped…

Kidnapper: *points gut at you*

(Y/N): *pushing the man away* Can you stop pointing the gun at me? It’s fucking annoying…

Kidnapper: *kind of confused and scared*

 …

 (Y/N): To ensure my safe return home please pay us one million pounds…

(Y/N): … One million pounds? *glares at the men*

Kidnapper: … ?

(Y/N): Is that it? Is that what you think I’m worth? No, I’m not having that. That’s ridiculous…

(Y/N): *stands up to leave* That’s insulting!

Kidnapper: … What the hell?

 …

 (Y/N): To ensure my safe return home please pay us five hundred million pounds.

Kidnapper: …

(Y/N): That’s bit more like it :) *sips happily water*

Kidnapper: …

 …

 (Y/N): *walking around the hide out* … What a shithole! You guys could really tidy up more here.

Kidnapper: Wait... what?! Where are your handcuffs?

(Y/N): Got them off. They were too loose~

Kidnapper: ???

 …

 (Y/N): So, what made you chose me out of all those soldiers? It’s my attitude, right? Tell me I am right. Oh, I am so right.

Kidnapper: Can’t you shut up for a second?!

(Y/N): *offended* No need to be rude! Just making some small talk!

 …

 Kidnapper: STAY HERE FOR FUCK’S SAKE!

(Y/N): *raising your hands grinning* It’s fine! No need to yell at me. I’ll be good this time~

Kidnapper: *ponders all his decisions in life*

 …

 Kidnapper: We didn’t get the money! You are going to die now!

(Y/N): Gentleman, let’s be civil about this! Let’s make a deal. You surrender and you won’t die. How does that sound?

Kidnapper: … And how do you intend to kill us?

(Y/N): *being innocent* No! No! I can’t kill you :)

Kidnapper: …?

(Y/N): But my team can. Say hi!

TF 141: *barges in and kills everyone*

(Y/N): You should have accepted the deal~

 …

 On the way back to the base…

(Y/N): Took you a lot longer than I have thought to save my ass…

Ghost: What the bloody hell? You needed no one to save you. You could have taken them out hours ago!

Price: *crossing his arms in front of his chest* We waited. Looked like you had fun~

(Y/N): … I did have fun :) *clapping hands*

Soap and Gaz: … O.o

    Bonus

(Y/N): Can we go do Mc Donald’s? I’m really hungry…

Price: There is food at the base.

(Y/N): D:

Soap: D:

Gaz: D:

Ghost: -.-

Price: … Fine, we can go.

 Got some inspiration from TikTok :D

[imauthicktic]

Price: ok, so you have 10 kids but only seven chairs. what do you do?

Soap: have everyone stand!

Konig: bring in three more chairs

Ghost: the best seven can-

Y/N: KILL THREE OF THEM

Price and Ghost:

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Y/N: man, how did we get stuck in this room?

Soap swallowing the key: truly a mystery

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Y/N, Soap, and Gaz after destroying the kitchen trying to make dinner

Y/N: Anyone have a weird urge to lecture themselves?

Y/N, as Price: You idiots, what did you do?

Price who just entered the room after hearing a commotion: You idiots, what did you do?

Soap and Gaz: *gasps*

Y/N: oh my god, I conjured him

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Y/N after waking up from a coma: oh hey guys, what time is it?

Ghost: Its 3 am. You hungry?

Soap: I can make you some tea and toast

Y/N: oh hell yeah I'm down

Gaz who is sobbing from Y/N almost dying: wtf is wrong with you guys? why are you acting like nothing happened??

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Ghost: Were you dropped on your head as a baby?

Y/N: bold of you to assume I was even held

Ghost:

Price:

Konig:

Soap: Y/N, we've talked about this

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Kidnapper: We have your child

Price: Y/N?

Kidnapper: Yes.

Price: ha good luck with that

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Konig: ok, so you're driving and Soap and Gaz walk into the street. What do you hit?

Y/N: oh I would drift so I can hit both of them

Konig: *sighing and rubbing his temples* you hit the brakes Y/N

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Y/N standing on the roof trying to recreate that mental health scene from the office: Im gonna jump!!

Konig: *panicked*

Soap with a megaphone: don't do it Y/N! you have so much to live for!!

Gaz snatching the megaphone: DO A FLIP

[7s3ven]

Hear me out guys… retired soldiers now bodyguards! task force 141 x spoiled heiress! reader

( just an idea )

You’re like, a nutcase. Your father adores you but sometimes you can go out of control. Like for instance, the time you jumped off a cliff into the ocean below to impress a boy.

Yeah, your father wasn’t very impressed with your behaviour.

On top of your recklessness, your father has enemies who always seem to target you. You’re his obvious weakness and he can’t spend another moment of anxiously wondering if you’re okay while he’s working.

So, he hires the best bodyguards he can find. And they turn out to be retired soldiers from an elite unit known as Task Force 141. Perfect.

You don’t take kindly to being continuously followed by four large men who don’t even try to be subtle. It’s not like taking care of you is easy either. You’re a troublemaker, you always have been since your mother left you for another family (your reckless tendencies tend to stem from the fact that you’re causing trouble to get her to notice you again).

Task Force 141 has had enough when you attempt to sneak out of the house to a party on a Friday night. But it seems apart from shopping and acting like a brat, you aren’t good at anything else.

They hear a crash and someone swearing loudly before you roll off the roof, landing in the bushes right outside the window where the four men have a perfect view of you. They were watching a football came until you interrupted.

Jonny bursts into laughter, slapping Gaz out of amusement, while Price fetches you and forces you back inside.

“You know, your house has a back door for a reason.” Simon utters as he cleans your scratches but there’s a mocking indication to his tone.

“Yeah but like, going out the window felt more cool.” You argue back, furrowing your eyebrows.

“Was it cool when you face planted into the ground?”

You can only pout in annoyance.

From then on, they don’t leave you alone, especially not on Friday nights. You have to deal with being squished between Price and Simon as they watch a boring documentary on… fish? Jonny definitely chose that one.

But hey, you aren’t exactly complaining. Being stuck between the two men means being able to feel their muscles and smell their strong cologne. You tolerate the four men more after they cleaned your scratches from landing in a bush and carried you to your bed.

And so what if you catch feelings? Anybody else in your position would have done the same.

“We can’t date ya, lovie. We’re too old and we work for your dad.”

Do you care? Not really.

“My dad literally hired you because I was a troublemaker. Ya think I give a shit? ‘Sides, the older the better.”

Jonny jabs a thumb in Price’s direction, “Even the captain? You should’ve seen ‘im in his prime. Way better looking.” He hands you a picture that he just happens to have of Price.

You glance at it then lift your head to look at Price. Your lips curve into a teasing smile. “Yeah, you’re right. What happened, Captain?” You joke.

INCORRECT QUOTES FOR THE LAUGHS:

Kidnapper, negotiating with TF 141: We have the annoying heiress. Give us ten thousand dollars and they will be returned to you unharmed

Y/N: Whoa, whoa, wait, you think I’m only worth ten thousand dollars. MAKE IT ONE MILLION–

Price: Y/N, STOP

Simon: Can I be frank with you guys?

Jonny: Sure, but I don’t see how changing your name is gonna help.

Gaz: Can I still be Gaz?

Y/N: Shh, let Frank speak.

Gaz: In your opinion, what’s the height of stupidity?

Simon: *turning to Y/N* How tall are you?

Price: Where's Simon, Gaz, and Y/N?

Jonny: They're playing hide and seek.

Price: Where?

Jonny: I don't think you get how this game works.

Y/N: You really put aside everything and came all this way for me? How did you even get here so fast?

Simon: Several traffic violations.

Gaz: Three counts of resisting arrest.

Jonny: Roughly thirteen cans of energy drinks.

Price: Also, that’s not our car.

[httpsdana]

hi can you do prompt #37 with kenan yildiz and its set in the stadium after a game

Post Game Surprise~Kenan Yildiz

*Pictures are from Pinterest*

enjoy <3

request from here

master list -> part 2

players/drivers I write for

37-"He's kidnapping me, KIDNAPPER HELP " "I'm her boyfriend everyone" "KIDNAPPER"

The vibrant energy of the stadium buzzed around her as the final whistle blew, signaling the end of the match. y/n’d come to support Kenan , her boyfriend, as he dazzled on the pitch. Watching him play was always exhilarating, but tonight, the adrenaline was mixed with an overwhelming sense of excitement as the fans erupted in cheers.

As the crowd began to disperse, y/n maneuvered through the throngs of people, eager to find Kenan. He had promised to meet her after the game, telling her he had something for her, and she couldn't wait to celebrate his victory together.

But as she scanned the area, she felt a sudden pull from behind.

“Hey! Where do you think you’re going?” a playful voice teased.

She turned to find Kenan grinning at her, his jersey clinging to him in all the right places, his hair slightly disheveled.

“I was looking for you!” she laughed, but before she could take a step closer, he swept her into his arms.

“Whoa! Kenan, what are you doing?” she squealed, half-laughing, half-trying to squirm out of his grasp.

“I’m kidnapping you!” he declared, dramatically raising an eyebrow as he carried her toward the players' tunnel.

“What?!” she gasped dramatically.

“He’s kidnapping me! KIDNAPPER, HELP!” she yelled, playfully wriggling in his hold.

From behind, she heard a chuckle. “I’m her boyfriend, everyone!” Kenan shouted over his shoulder, as some people looked at them, completely unfazed by the teasing.

“Kidnapper!” she repeated, trying to stifle her laughter as she pointed at him, her eyes wide in mock terror.

“Okay, okay! Maybe ‘kidnapping’ is a strong word,” he conceded, gently setting her down as she reached the entrance to the tunnel.

“But can you blame me? I just want to get you away from all these crazies,” he said, gesturing to the still-excited fans.

y/n beamed at him, feeling her heart flutter. “Well, mission accomplished. I’m officially kidnapped.”

Kenan chuckled, ruffling her hair affectionately. “Good. Now I can show you my secret post-game celebration.”

“Is it ice cream?” she asked, her eyes lighting up at the thought.

“Better,” he replied, leading her through the narrow passageway, the sounds of the stadium fading behind her. “It’s a surprise.”

As they walked together, his hand slipped into hers, fingers intertwining perfectly. The warmth of his grip filled her with comfort and excitement. She loved how he always found ways to make even ordinary moments feel special.

Eventually, he stopped in front of a door marked “Players Only.” “Okay, close your eyes,” he instructed.

“Seriously?” she raised an eyebrow, but the gleam in his eyes made her obey.

After a few moments of shuffling and whispers, he urged her to open her eyes. When she did, her breath caught in her throat. The room was filled with balloons, streamers, and a table piled high with snacks and drinks. A small cake sat in the center, decorated with a single candle.

“Surprise!” Kenan exclaimed, his face beaming with pride. “I wanted to celebrate the win—and you! We did really get to celebrate your latest amazing grades. so here we are!”

“Kenan, this is amazing!” she said, rushing forward to inspect the setup. “You did all this?”

He shrugged, a shy smile creeping onto his lips. “Well, I had some help from the team. But I wanted you to know how much I'm proud of you. even if it’s just a little post-game party.”

She turned to him, her heart swelling. “You’re incredible. Thank you!”

Before she could say anything more, he stepped closer, wrapping his arms around her waist and pulling her against him. The scent of grass and sweat surrounded her, but it was the warmth of his embrace that made her feel safe and cherished.

“You know,” he said softly, his gaze locking onto hers, “I’d kidnap you any day if it means getting to spend time like this with you.”

She laughed lightly, brushing her fingers against his cheek. “Just promise me you won’t get arrested for it.”

“Only if you stop calling me your kidnapper,” he joked, trying to lean in for a kiss.

"I'll do that when you take a shower" she said, pulling a face of disgust jokingly.

Kenan gasped, before laughing slightly and leaning closer to her. As their lips met, everything else faded away—the stadium, the crowd, even the cake. It was just her and Kenan, and in that moment, she knew she’d follow him anywhere, even if it meant being his forever “kidnap victim.”

[oceantornadoo]

thinking about mafia au!simon going absolutely feral if a rival group kidnapped his wife. disobeying price, roping gaz and soap into his scheme to get you back, taking no prisoners. he lives up to the name ghost, destroying families, haunted truly, only driven by his mission to find you. and when he does, your kidnappers will wish they had never made such a terrible mistake because he will draw out their punishment as long as humanely possible. cut tongues, pulled fingernails, the whole nine yards. even if they didn't touch a hair on your head, they still took you from him. and finally, when the retribution is done and ghost is drowning in enemy blood, you're the one to slowly draw simon back out, with featherlight touches and whispered assurances of i'm okay, i'm right here, you've got me, even when your bodies are so entangled you don't know where you end and he begins.

[pixiesndberries]

𝐓𝐀𝐒𝐊 𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐂𝐄 141 — 𝐃𝐑𝐔𝐍𝐊 𝐈𝐍 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄

CONTENTS : calling them while being drunk at 3:00 am.

CHARACTERS : captain price, soap, ghost, and gaz.

WARNING : none just on crack lmaoaoa 😭

AUTHOR'S NOTE : i need to think about this million times, and it took me million times to have a motivation also (i do nsfw..for the one who wanted to request *wink* *wink*) 😇

JOHN PRICE :

— lad is sleeping peacefully after a long rest after a tough mission, his nokia went ringing like hell and literally thought the fire alarm went BRAHHH. Old man was flabbergasted and looks like having an heart attack at 3:00 am.

DAD MODE 100 % he would actually think about it for a moment whether he would pick you up or not because he's unsure what things about to happen. Would be worried for a moment since your friends took over in the phone to help you make him pick you up.

WOULD 100 % NAG AT YOU IN THE CAR. I SAID WHAT I SAID 🗣️‼️ and it made the whole ride like this.

;

"price i think i will puke the cheerios i ate." you laugh with little hiccups while he was driving stressed while wearing his pajamas on. "hey hey, dont ya' fookin' open that damn window!" he says pulling you away while driving with one hand literally jamming in the whole rode as tokyo drift plays in the car radio.

SOAP :

— i feel like he's either the one calling you or he is with you 😭 ok but like let's stick with this scenario with him. He was having a nice sleep of course, and ik he snores like this IM SORRY LMAO and his phone started ringing like hell and he went crazy thinking it was the fire alarm.

he would pretend to act like he hates you for not inviting him to drink with you as he was getting ready to leave to pick you up; he's trying to stay in contact with you because first of all you are heavily drunk and just very very late so it's not THAT safe for you so he tried his best to keep in contact with you until he arrives.

He almost crash the car tbh and he almost hit a deer 😇.

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"really not invitin' me? i feel offended." he chuckles teasing your drunk ass, "it's not like that!" you whine nudging him thinking he's actually mad at you. "do you hate me?" you asked looking at him like you were about to cry or something, "yes." "fuck you." "nope you're drunk." (the whole ride is just on crack tbh)

GHOST :

— MY MAN IS TRYING TO HAVE A REST ONCE FOR HIS LIFE 😭 (please let this man have a vacay) yet you were there, just as he feels like he's sleeping (ik damn that felt good for him) when suddenly HIS PHONE STARTED TO RING. Bro was ready to pull the trigger, but he took a deep breath; at first he never wanted to answer the phone but when he saw those messages that was typed by your friends saying that you need a ride home because you are heavily drunk. Okay for a moment he think about it he was like, if i pick this motherfucker up is there a benefit? okay what if something happens to them then it's my fault?

WHEN HE PICKED YOU UP HE HAS HIS BALACLAVA ON AND YOU WERE SO DRUNK THAT YOU THOUGHT YOU WERE GETTING KIDNAPPED 😭‼️ and you were like asking for help and shit and he's just there continues to drive wishing he just made a better decision to burn his phone down. seriously.

after like a whole ass minute you finally shut up and just watch him drive silently 😞 and of course he was like "finally."

;

you were watching him drive silently when the car suddenly passed by your favourite fast food chain making you quickly go feral like hell, "I WANT A BITE PLEASE." you say as you keep pulling his shirt trying to make him stop driving, "no." he says as he just continues to drive tiredly, MAN WAS SO DONE. "please mr kidnapper 😭" "lord help me."

GAZ :

— like soap he was sleeping peacefully and snores like mimimimimi 😇💕 when you called and says that you needed a ride home because you were drunk (you tried insisting that you are not THAT drunk 😭) bro was worried so he was like okay sure so he didn't hesitate but to pick you up even though he still felt sleepy. He really cares for you so he really don't mind.

when he picked you up he helped you going inside the car, putting the car seat on a comfortable position; YOU ARE TREATED LIKE A ROYAL 🗣️‼️ You were mumbling and talking about some topics he doesn't know but continues to listen because he knows you are heavily drunk and you barely know what's happening.

HE'S THE TYPE OF GUY YOUR PARENTS WOULD TRUST FR ‼️

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"-and and this guy came up on me and like hey shawty you need some good dicking there? And i was like fuck you dude!" you continue to babble even though it looks like you were already getting pulled by your sleep making Gaz laugh, "hey that's actually creepy thank god you went away from him." he says calmly as he continues to drive, "yeah yeah- and- and-"

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[ohbo-ohno]

I’m feral and need more of your a/b/o thoughts. Like I need to know your thoughts on alpha!141 snatching omega reader to keep for themselves

yknow i was gonna say that i haven't touched abo in forever, but then i remembered the gaz thing i just posted the other day lmao

(btw i wrote alpha 141 here but i think abo poly 141 would have alphas price/ghost and betas soap/gaz. probably. maybe. idfk.)

cw for noncon and kidnapping below the cut

i find poly 141 x reader really difficult to write outside of porn, since there's already so many interesting dynamics in regular poly 141. i have a hard time adding in a FIFTH element, yk? especially when that fifth element has to be a reader insert instead of some sorta OC or smth

anyway, i think the best dark poly 141 x reader idea is basically reader being used as a sex toy for the guys. like, she's there for them to relieve their stress in. but in an abo au i could totally see them using her as an element of softness in their lives. with 4 alphas in one home, you need an omega to soften things up a bit

and there you are. soft and sweet and small (compared to them at least) and just so perfect. you're the unlucky bastard who happens to smell appealing to all of them, and you're whisked away before you really even know it

they'd have to be sneaky, probably. you'd have a positive reaction to their scents too, so maybe johnny or gaz gets you to go on a date with one or both of them and then kidnaps you. maybe price or ghost just grabs you one day. something like that, i think, but there's much higher angst potential is kyle and/or johnny lulls you into a false sense of security first (and you know i love a good betrayal)

they'd push and prod at your instincts to force you into a heat before anything else. lock you in their den (soon to be their nest) and surround you in their scents, make low purrs to convince your instincts that you're safe

and as terrified as you are - and oh boy, are you - there's only so much you can actually fight your instincts. lets say you're either not on heat blockers, or maybe the blockers are weak, but for whatever reason you're very susceptible to all of their little pushes

they've got you knotted and mated by the end of the week

it's odd, coming up from that heat. your neck aches all the way around, to the point that it's painful to even turn your head. despite the unfamiliar room, your brain screams at you that you're safe, that you're in your nest.

it doesn't take long to put together the pieces. it also doesn't take long to become very very upset

thing is, it's too late to do anything now. you can't break a bond, and they're not giving you any opportunities to get away. you're stuck with these alphas who have performed the greatest invasion possible on your body and soul. it's crushing

cue lots of attempted comfort. soap and gaz would be the softest with you, always trying to tempt you into realizing how good it is to be with them. soap is rougher when he fucks you, but they're both equally soft outside of that. they bring you nesting materials, constantly make sure you're covered in their scents, and bicker over who gets to cuddle you on the couch

ghost isn't willing to coddle you. he's sweet (in his own right) but he's not nice. he doesn't try to make you feel better - you're meant to be with them, why should he apologize for making it happen? all they did was skip the courting process, this is always where you were going to end up. he refuses to apologize for that. but he also doesn't want you miserable. he holds you close at night, soaks with you for long hours in the tub, and is always making sure you clear your plate

price is... weird. i'm never sure if i should make him the meanest or a softer kidnapper. because i could absolutely see a version of price whipping your ass raw every time you scream at them and call them names, but i can also see a version of price who just levels you with a disapproving stare and locks you in a small dark space when you get like that

regardless, they all smother you. you help balance out their dynamics a bit more, but they're always fighting each other for your attention. especially with the bond making it so they always know what you're feeling. and your instincts scream to trust them (and you can feel their emotions too, know that they really meant for the best, as sick and twisted as it is).

[konigsblog]

KINKTOBER CALL OF DUTY MASTERLIST 2024

DEAD DOVE: DO NOT EAT

BEWARE: DARK THEMES BELOW. CONCEPTS MAY BE GRAPHIC OR UNPLEASANT. MIND THE WARNINGS.

MINORS DO NOT INTERACT. ALL MINORS WILL BE BLOCKED. STRICTLY 18+ ONLY.

MAY INCLUDE: KIDNAPPING, RAPE, INTOXICATION, AND OTHER GRAPHIC THEMES.

OCTOBER 1ST — DOCTOR!KÖNIG. Being drugged and used relentlessly by someone you thought you could trust. (NON-CON)

OCTOBER 2ND — RAPIST!SIMON. You should've known better. Walking around with an ass like that in such a skimpy, revealing dress... What were you thinking? (NON-CON)

OCTOBER 3RD — KIDNAPPER!PRICE. What did you expect, Birdie? Now, you'll be used relentlessly and tortured by a depraved sicko, because of your stupidity. (KIDNAPPING, RAPE)

OCTOBER 4TH — WEREWOLF!GAZ. A helpless lamb shouldn't be wandering around the forest this late at night, should they? (NON-CON)

OCTOBER 5TH — DENTIST!SOAP. Who would've thought that a simple, quick dentist visit would end in tears and a bloody mess? (KIDNAPPING, NON-CON, GRAPHIC DESCRIPTIONS)

OCTOBER 6TH — ELDRITCH!KÖNIG. Never in a million years would you expect to be held hostage by an intimidating monster, desperate to breed with a human like you. (MONSTER-FUCKING)

OCTOBER 7TH — STALKER!KÖNIG. You should've trusted your gut feeling. Now, you're chained to your bed inside of your own apartment, being bred relentlessly by a large, masked figure. (FORCED BREEDING, NON-CON)

OCTOBER 8TH — STEPBRO!KÖNIG. You shouldn't trust such a perverted social recluse. Now, here you are, sucking off your stepbrother hoping that he'll keep quiet. (BLACKMAIL)

OCTOBER 9TH — RAPIST!KÖNIG. He has sickening and disturbing urges, a growing crave for control. This should teach you to not wander the streets this late as a woman. (NON-CON)

OCTOBER 10TH — BESTFRIEND!SIMON. You knew something felt off, that lingering impending doom chasing you, ‘til it was all too late. (NON-CON)

OCTOBER 11TH — STEPDAD!PRICE. Your mother loves that man. You can't break her heart, let her know how sinister, perverted, and deplorable his behaviour truly is. (NON-CON)

OCTOBER 12TH — PERVERT!SOAP. Oh, forgive him, Bonnie. You know he can't help himself, and you look so adorable like this; knocked out cold and mumbling incoherently, pleading with him for mercy. (NON-CON, DRUGGING)

OCTOBER 13TH — PERVERT!GAZ. How can he not take advantage of you like this, under the influence and giggling blissfully? He'll take care of you, Dove. (DUB-CON, INTOXICATION)

OCTOBER 14TH — SOMNOPHILIAC!KÖNIG. He uses your body to cope with the reoccurring, horrifying, and haunting nightmares he has, Liebling. Forgive him, please...

OCTOBER 15TH — NERD!KÖNIG. You know how fascinated he is with knives, as well as his growing and intensifying obsession with you. Why not combine both, press a knife to your throat while using your body? (DUB-CON)

OCTOBER 16TH — STEPDAD!KÖNIG. You're even better than your mother; tighter, quieter, and younger, with a pliable mind easy to morph to fit his sickening beliefs. (DUB-CON)

OCTOBER 17TH — KIDNAPPER!KÖNIG. His punishments are unusually violent, leaving deep and agonising welts and lengthy scars on your skin, and crimson leaking from beneath your thighs. (NON-CON)

OCTOBER 18TH — STEPBRO!KÖNIG. Don't you feel sorry for him? A little sympathy? He's had nothing to violate since you left for University. Why don't you come here and bend over, let him get familiar with your smooth, comforting mouth once again?

OCTOBER 19TH — CREEP!KÖNIG. Being a sex worker isn't easy; you have your fair share of sinister pervert with immoral and wicked fantasies, and König is no exception.

OCTOBER 20TH — GYNECOLOGIST!KÖNIG. Under anaesthetics, you're a compliant and babbling mess, until you're weeping pathetically, too drugged to protect your swollen cunt from his assault. (NON-CON)

OCTOBER 31ST — CREEP!KÖNIG. Halloween parties are only fun when everyone's drunk and tipsy, too inebriated to think clearly. Nobody bats an eye when König stumbles into a frat party wearing a mask, dragging an intoxicated woman off alongside him. (NON-CON)

OCTOBER 21ST — THERAPIST!KÖNIG. Oh, how he loves to watch as you cry out. Having a fetish for sobbing isn't easy to hide when you're a therapist, but manipulating a mentally unwell patient sure is exciting.

...

[cod-dump]

Kidnapped

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*Gaz, tied up in a van*

Gaz: Do you idiots still have my phone?! What the fuck- Get rid of it!

Kidnapper 1: Uh-

Gaz: Copy the contacts and destroy the phone and ditch it! Do you not know my boyfriends?! They’re fucking insane! You think they didn’t chip me? They’re tracking me right now!

Kidnapper 2: Uh- C-Copy them! Do it!

Gaz: You better throw that fucking phone over the bridge as we pass. If you don’t get rid of it before we get to the secondary location then you fuck heads are dead!

Kidnapper 1: *fumbles with the phone before opening the van door and throwing the phone out*

Gaz: Good. Now call the contact ‘Daddy John’, not ‘Johnny Boy’ or ‘Ghostie’. He’s the most sensible one but brace yourself because that man knows how to make the devil shit himself

Kidnapper 2: UH-

Gaz: Fucking idiots- didn’t you fucks get an actual plan together? Scope out your target? Have a fucking script or list of demands? God, you’re disgraceful, I bet this van has fucking registered plates

Kidnapper 1: Wha- No! We’re not fucking idiots!

Gaz: Well, you could’ve fooled me! If you’re so prepared, call my boyfriend- Again, the ‘Daddy John’ contact- and get this fucking show started!

Kidnapper 1 & 2: *stare before looking at each other*

(Two hours later)

Ghost: Kyle, where the fuck have you been?!

Gaz: Took a walk and accidentally dropped my phone in the river. What’s for dinner?