#oc: tank

[latenightsleeper]

Isn’t it funny? To crave something that makes your skin crawl, to want a thing that makes you feel trapped, to ache for that makes you feel sick.

Isn’t it funny to feel to inhuman at such a human need?

(Edit: This is Christian and Tank btw not Sam and Tank)

[raffe156]

Late night shower

Pairing - Price X Tank X Ghost

Part of the Late night AU series

Late night admin

Late night sparring

Summary - A Late Night shower because they are trying to save on water 👀

Warnings - Smut (18+) Voyeurism, Language, Age gap Price (39) Tank (25) Ghost (36) SoftDom!Price, public sex, praise kink, fingering, P in V, unsafe sex, breath play, chocking, male masturbation, Ghost being a little simp for Tank and Price

AN- I'm so sorry this took so long it’s short and smutty but hope you like it! As always please feedback / comments / Memes welcome 💖✨

@deadbranch @mildlyhopeless @fanficandartgal @shuttlelauncher81 @a-littlebirdie @soapyghost @boomtowngirl @mostannoyingbillioner @brewed-pangolin @chb-7 @sarcastic-raptor163 @tapioca-marzipan @dreadbangin

Disclaimer: I don't own any of the Call of duty characters, Only Tank

“Get undressed…”

You did as you were told and stood in front of Ghost positioning yourself inbetween his thighs. As he helped you undress, you could tell his mind was wandering from the task at hand, the little kisses he was leaving on your body igniting it, didnt help you steer him back on track either. The soft nibble on your earlobe was enough to make you melt into the ground, it made you giddy and lightheaded.

“Pack it in Riley…” Price warned.

Ghost chuckled softly his hands holding you in place by your waist, his face buried in your neck, you had wrapped your arms round his, your hands under his mask, teasing the soft baby hairs at the nape of his neck. It sent shivers up his spine. He didnt want you showered and clean, he wanted you just like this. Skin salty and sweet with a tinge of him all over you and inside you.

“Kit off an in you get kid…come on” Price turned the shower on.

Ghost rubbed his face over yours, the bridge of his nose bumping yours, he wanted you to stay put, but he clocked the look on Prices face. He loosened his hold.

You pried yourself from his grip, letting his fingers pull at your underwear as you stepped back towards Price and the shower.

“Get in…your stuffs already in there” Price smiled as you slipped your underwear off, the water was the perfect temperature. You let it crash over you, over your tired muscles and aching joints, you were very aware of their eyes on you as you ran your hands up your body then down to your centre your fingers just grazing.

Was this what he wanted or did he actually want you to wash? But then suddenly your hand was joined by a much larger one. Oh? Price was behind you, his bare chest pressed to your back. You let out a little moan as he rubbed his rough palm over your clit, his fingers spreading you open, a gasp as his fingers slipped inside, your were a little sore from Ghost but it felt good. You pushed your hips back into him rocking them forward you wanted his fingers to hit you just right.

“Look at you still full of your Lieutenants cum and your squirming for me to go deeper…” Price whispered in your ear as he snaked his free hand up your body to your breast grabbing it with his hand his thumb rolling your nipple his words making them hard and your body flush.

He was right you could feel the slick stickiness of Ghost’s cum and your own juices leaking down your leg with every thrust of his fingers. You placed your hands over his, a pathetic attempt to gain control as you searched up for his face, his mouth on yours before you could even blink away the spray of water. His teeth caught your bottom lip as he pulled away to give you time to breathe. You could feel his cock hard against your back it was still in his boxers which were soaked. His fingers now curled up inside you were making your knees almost buckle.

You braced yourself against the tiles a moan caught in your throat as the steam curled up into your lungs.

Price pressed you up against the wall of the cubicle, his fingers still fucking you.

“Why don’t you tell Simon just how good my fingers are making you feel?” Price looked to his right, Ghost had stepped forward to stand just on the edge of the cubicle, his pants removed the spray of water just getting him. He watched as your eyes found his then rolled back into your head. Small stifled moans as you came, he watched the water wash away his cum from your shaking thighs.

“That’s it good girl…no let’s fill that tight hole with something abit bigger eh?” Price licked a stripe up your neck his beard rough as his lips stopped on your pulse point.

“Get in here Simon, you can be her support…” Price chuckled as he pulled you back into him so Ghost could wedge himself between you and the tiles. As your hot wet body pushed up against his he noticed your hands searching for a place to rest so he wrapped them around his neck your fingers lacing a crown, you heart fluttering in your chest vibrated off his rib cage, it was enough to make him hard again.

“You’re so beautiful…such a good girl for us…” Ghost littered your face with kisses as Price lined himself up with your entrance, pushing you slightly forward into Ghosts chest, the sting as he eased into you made you take a sharp intake of breath, immediately Price was in your ear.

“I know, I know…you’re so tight…you’re doing so well…” his words melted on your skin as he brought your hips back into him, his grip tight. It wasn’t long before you were slamming them back into him all by yourself eager to please, leaving Prices hands to explore. He knew when you got like this he could be abit rougher with you so he opted for a light grip around your throat his thumb stroking your pulse point.

“Adda girl…” Price praised as your thrusts got more erratic the more he squeezed. His heavy cock dragging at your walls with each thrust. He secretly liked the feral, needy mess you became when he was rough, you seeked out his approval, you wanted him to tell you you were a good girl even if you had an attitude, but he would always give into you, you had him in the palm of your hand as much as he had you under his thumb.

Ghost felt his hard cock strain, the head of it free from his boxers, it was pushed right up against your stomach, with each thrust he could feel it being stroked, trapped between the hardness of his stomach muscles and the softness of yours he wanted more, needed more he reached around grabbing your arse with both hands as he thrust you up against him more he wanted to cum again what he didn’t realise was this gave Price the perfect view of your tight arsehole and his cock slamming into you it sent him wild and his grip got tighter around your throat, but he couldn’t leave Ghost out, he needed reminding who was in charge.

At first Ghost didn’t register the hand around his neck he was too focused on the sounds you were making, it wasn’t until Price pressed up into his jaw did he clock. Price was definitely applying more pressure on him than he was you…Ghost gave his Captain a quick smirk before his eyes fell back down to you, you tits crushed against him, your body rubbing his cock he was getting close, just as he felt the familiar rush in his stomach your body started to shake.

“That’s it…fuck….cum for me…good girl…” Price growled his teeth clenched as he fell apart inside you, hot ropes coating your walls grunting as his hips slowed.

“Ohh fuck…I’m cumming….ahhhh fuc…uck…” your body gave out as Ghost came, his cum covering both your stomachs.

Price released his grip from your throats difference was he had actually been choking Ghost who took in a quick breath before releasing it. You leant back against Price your body limp as he wiped your wet hair from your forehead planting a kiss.

“Ahhhh..haha..fuck…Price” Ghost smirked, looking down to admire his cum on your stomach, his thumb smearing it.

“Good thing I’m into breath play…” He grinned at you winking as he pulled his damp mask off. Your fingers automatically tracing his features as if trying to commit them to memory.

“That’s better…now can we actually get a shower?” You gestured down to the cum on your stomach your mouth a straight line. They both laughed, Ghost reached for the body wash rubbing it in his hands before slowly washing your body. Price had reached for the shampoo foaming it up as his fingers rubbed it on your scalp.

“See now this is perfect…” you sunk further into Price, your hand wiping over Ghosts chest as he washed himself.

“I can’t believe we haven’t done it in the showers before…wanna give me a hand?” Ghost guided your hand down to his softening cock a cheeky look on his face you laughed.

“Us two have done it in the showers before haven’t we? After that mission in las Almas? I had to practically drag you in here an undress you?” Price looked down at you his eyebrow raised.

“No…you ended up putting me to bed because I refused to stand up haha said something about a hose” you turned to him scrubbing shampoo into his hair. He still didn’t look convinced.

**********

The next morning at breakfast

“Who’s been choking you out Tank?” Soaps words made you stop mid chew before you could speak Ghost and Price were sitting down at the table either side of you.

“Me…got abit too rough during sparring last night…sorry kid didn’t know it had left a bruise” Price patted your shoulder as he sat down taking the half eaten toast off your plate.

“No worries Cap..” you eyed him.

Soap looked over at you his eyebrows raised.

“Jesus…that’s why I only fight the rookies…must be mad Tank taking on the Captain and Ghost surprise you can still walk! Haha” Soap took two big mouthfuls of his porridge just as he was about to make another joke Kyle walked over a smirk on his face.

“Well however was in the locker room late last night had a fun time…”

You felt both Price and Ghost’s muscles twitch at his words.

“Wha you on about?” Soaps mouth was full.

“Well after early drill this morning, I heard a bit of a commotion so went in an there on the floor in one of the cubicles was a pair of knickers and a pair of men’s xl boxers! Must of forgot them…haha did you see anyone go in after you 3 last night Boss?” Kyle sat across from Price.

“Can’t remember lad was pretty late…”

You just hoped Ghost didn’t put his name in his boxers, like Price did…

[jumobear]

been pixeling again!

[coldbrewarts]

some character sheets for artfight

[dollbit]

An unfinished concept I made for a tf2 class oc known as the Tank!

I drew this up about a year ago and forgot to pick it up again, but I wanted to share it with somebody— I also wrote down a bunch of gameplay ideas, but keep in mind i’m an amateur with no game design or balance experience :p

The Tank

Shotgun

SMG

Bayonet

Shield-200 HP

melee and explosives does full damage to shield, projectiles do reduced damage

can use SMG and Bayonet with shield out

When stowed on the Tank’s back, the shield can take two backstabs before it is destroyed.

shield can be deployed to provide cover for teammates or herself, placement is similar to engineer buildings.

when the shield is in use, the tank’s speed is reduced, when on back she moves a bit quicker, and when deployed she moves at full speed.

Engineers can repair the shield with metal.

There is a hole in the shield for visibility, a good shot can get through. This also allows for friendly snipers to shoot from cover when deployed.

Bayonet has good reach

Bayonet kill taunt

can earn points based on damage blocked

The Tank herself has 200hp

The Tank’s bayonet will do increased damage to shields and other buildings.

AUTHOR’S NOTE: she’s a butch lesbian :]

[strawborzoi]

Tank Time!

[burnertracfone]

VIBING by veyonis

[vertyd]

owd wowld bwews

[kaiju-krew]

ty for reminding me of Her... deserved a redraw........

[raffe156]

Seen this trend on here so thought I’d ask you, I set up the scenario you responded with a tik tok 😂✨

Price: Have you seen Tank an the lads?

Ghost: probably doing Sergeant stuff

*sergeant stuff*

😂😂

Ohh defo this…

[coffeeandbatboys]

Thank you @ladyzirkonia! This got me cackling.

for the clone OCs:

(ARC Troopers Tank and Arch, Sergeant Quail, Stealth Specialist Jumpscare, Corrie Medic Striper)

aaand for my other OCs

(Ruth Jura, Jedi; Agria Dar, Padawan; Kala San, Senator; Helena Maquell, Barista; Cardan Sha, ex Mandalorian Mom)

Npts: @523rdrebel @sees-writes @eternal-transcience @sev-on-kamino @ulchabhangorm @l0nesome-dreams @mire-draws-things

I found this site that generates you a random headcanon.... How about we do that: you enter the name of a character (or your OC!), post what you got, and then comment on how true do you think it is for them!

Not true. That was very easy.

Who's next!!! @judejazza @mcwentfandomtraveling @sh0jun @lorei-writes @groovylita @queengiuliettafirstlady @scummy-writes @ludivineikewolf @yarnnerdally @yanderepuck @vioisgoinginsane @venulus @fang-and-feather @leonscape @writingwhimsey @foreverxdaydreaming @keithsandwich @verynormaluser

[coldbrewarts]

*Crashes in the room*

Ollo 👀 I have questions for your ocs

3 questions for 3 ocs!

For Helena:

alternate: What would your OC's alternate universe look be? If they're a fantasy character, what's their modern look? If they're sci-fi, what's their fantasy look? What AU would you want to see your OC in, and how would they dress themself? Bonus: Prompt an AU!

For Jorden:

formal: What's your OC's formal look? Do they like dressing up? Do they have different looks for different occasions?

For Tank:

wardrobe: How big is your character's wardrobe? Do they wear things threadbare, or can they afford new clothes often? Are they any good at mending and repairing their own clothing?

Obviously mix and match as you deem fit, answer all or none - whatever sparks joy!

😘💜💜💜

EEEEEEEEEEEEEEE

Helena: since sw is technically science fantasy, we’ll meet in the middle and say fantasy but make it cottagecore???

Aprons are a must though.

Jorden: She owns one dress and it drives Fives crazy

Please excuse my bad satin rendering. Also with the young justice hair good god

As a mechanic, she never has many chances to go to formal events. But, suppose that there is one. This is what she wears.

Tank:

I never thought about giving him a wardrobe however, he is from one of my no order 66 au’s so I suppose I will. Because he’s worn white, green and black his entire life, almost all of his clothing is one of those colors. Additionally, because he’s worn long sleeves since he was decanted, 60% of his tops are sweaters. He would rather go shirtless if he’s not wearing blacks or a sweater, but Fox would wallop his ass.

Also he cannot sew. Arch does all his repairing.

[mtsodie]

faces the wall

[strawborzoi]

Tank redesign???

[personostient]

I love love LOVE your designs and rendering so much… I can't help but wonder what's going on in Argos' head! (Both figuratively AND literally! …Is it a fishtank?)

『 Captain, please… R-rest assured, this unit’s cerebral core is fully operational as of my last maintenance review. 』