#mwIII

[writesthrice]

Not pictured: Price silently blaming himself for Johnny's death AND for Simon's break down AND for the way Kyle is crueler than he'd ever been before. Blames himself for the destruction of lives and the broken trust and how the whole world is darker without their Sunshine Boy, and how the Line they draw for themselves is pushed a little further away in that new darkness. Blames himself for setting their feet on this path, and blames himself for pushing them to see it through, the cost of their mission for once too high, but already paid, so no backing down now, no matter what.

Thought about Ghost being pissed with Price for being the reason Johnny's dead. He's the reason his Johnny is dead. Shouting and angry as he confronts Price for letting his soldier take the blow because 'we are supposed to protect them', but all Price does is wait for Ghost to break, he waits to cradle the broken pieces of Simon. There's nothing he can do, they both know that, it's too late. Price can only hold Simon as his angry shouting turns into sobs on his shoulder. He'll hold him through the night if Simon wants, against his chest. He can't fix it, but he'll hold him, day after day if it eases the burden

[shadow0-1]

Retired

[aary-soap]

he wants that cookie so damn bad

[brav0-6]

THE PRICE PAT™️ | CALL OF DUTY: MODERN WARFARE II & III

[amaranthinespirit]

boyfriend!simon riley when you're mad at him

simon can easily tell when something's off with you.

he'd be clueless as to why you're giving him the cold shoulder, your lips sealed shut with closed off body language, arms crossed over your chest and a sour expression on your face.

although, on some occasions, it's easy for him to recognize what he'd done because let's be honest, simon riley has a habit of pissing off his lovie. just means it gives him a reason to make it up to you.

whether you're frowning, clanking things aggressively in the kitchen, his big hands would wrap around your waist, effortlessly dragging you to sit up on the counter, weaseling his way between your legs before you can shut him out. you can't shut him out, lovie.

a gasp escaping your lips involuntarily. his rough palms pressed your thighs, pushing your legs further apart of his lips traveled down your neck before skipping to your clothed cunt. his tongue pressed flat against the cotton, eyes fluttering shut for a mere second at the faint taste of you before peeling away your panties.

he didn't give you time to react, latching his lips around your sensitive clit, tongue teasing along your puffy folds. a low chuckle rumbling against your sopping pussy when your hands went to his short-cropped hair, tugging at the strands.

"still mad, baby? hmm?" his voice was dangerous; low and raspy, vibrating against your drooling cunt as he lazily lapped up your slick. a slight frown still on your face, and a small nod pulled his lips into a smirk. he knew what you were doing, lovie, you can't fool him.

"oh, are ya?" he'd hum, "can't 'ave tha' now."

or maybe you're on the couch, sulking as you stare at the blank tv screen. he'd press on your shoulder, pushing you to lie flat back on the cushions, keeping a warm, calloused hand pressed to your stomach.

burying his face in your damp cotton panties, crooked nose putting a teasing pressure on your little clit, the friction of the fabric sending a spark through your body.

he could spend hours between your legs, just lapping up the sweet slick that drools from your slit, teasing your pearl that easily becomes more and more sensitive, slipping in his thick fingers to coax your walls for his heavy cock later.

so go on, lovie, keep being mad at him, it just means he gets to make it up by burying his face in your sweet pussy.

[rhymewithrachel]

Rip guys

[deadunderorbit]

nod nod nod

[yumethefrostypanda]

Bravo 7-1 🧼

[uglygirltrying]

imagine, going on a midnight motorcycle ride with soap. and ending up on the break room's sofa, dry humping each other, through the adrenaline rush. you under him. rubbing your clothed crotches against each other. soap whining, and whimpering, as he desperately tries to reach his high. a wet spot forming on his cargo pants, as he ruts against your sweet pussy. maybe the lieutenant walks in, and watches.

[verdantcreek]

there’s no otter like you 🦦

[mentoskova]

Soap

[shadow0-1]

mission brief

[aary-soap]

they went to a local market!! :)

i wonder what got Johnny’s eye

[brav0-6]

CAPTAIN JOHN PRICE | CALL OF DUTY: MODERN WARFARE II

[skulldetergent]

ghost, just chilling while watching TV: ...

soap, sitting on his lap and taking ghost's glasses off to get his attention: simon-

ghost, not amused: you bastard, do you want me to remove your hearing aids every time i want your attention?

[mizushibart]

Riley x2 I just think they should meet <3