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#GhostPrice / #PriceGhost #threadfic time cos i want this general idea in WofFP but can't write it in yet

Ghost didn't smoke before he was captured by Roba.

He had smoke blown into his face by Roba over & over again every time Roba sent for him. Eventually Roba forced him to smoke the fags
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Simon growls in his ear "You'll take what I give you." as he does exactly what Daddy tells him. (2/2)

GEEZ I HAVE A ITCH 。⁠:゚⁠(⁠;⁠´w`⁠;⁠)゚⁠:⁠。
might expand on this...
#ghostprice #priceghost #leachwrites #ghost #cod #captainprice

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Working on p4tre0n requests rn 🙂‍↕️
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(Link in bi0!)
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#ghostprice #priceghost

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Having #GhostPrice thoughts courtesy of my boyfriend... Price calling Ghost a cocksucker.

He says it in THE fondest tone, cradling Ghosts face in his hands, thumbs rubbing gentle circles on his cheeks, hands so careful as he holds Ghost in place. Tender & loving as he tells him he's a good little

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This is how they flirt

#PriceGhost #GhostPrice

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some more venty stuff but make it #PriceGhost / #GhostPrice

#crabdrabblesthreads #whumpthecaptain

CW: Depression, Hurt / Comfort, Mental Health Problems

It's not stated clearly but implied that Price has Borderline Personality Disorder/Emotionally Unstable Personality Disorder because I said so.

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Rebuilding From Scratch - Chapter 1 - Felixs_Fantasies - Call of Duty (Video Games) [Archive of Our Own] An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

I didn't churn out 1 chapter today. I churned out 3! Many more to come (just not tonight)!

#ghostprice #omegaverse #omegaghost #alphaprice #impregnation #pregnantghost

archiveofourown.org/works/796150...

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/nsfw/

Price’s lovers want him to stop being such a workaholic, so they give him a reason to ditch the office :)

#nikpriceghost #nikghost #nikprice #ghostprice

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🌹🍷 sweet words, tender hands

some 80's ghostprice. a one night stand that turned into more

#ghostprice #simonriley #captainprice

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Ghost riding his Captain. More versions on Patreon just went up! This Ghost model has the brutal red scars. I have a model that has fully healed scars. Part of the bound Price collection. (This is a poly141 collection) #ghostprice #bottomghost

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Merry Christmas, Please Don't Call

Toxic Ghostprice with these 2 songs, HEAVY angst with no happy ending

Ghost who knew Price when he was younger, maybe Price was his dad's friend who drifted away when he realised Ghost's dad was a piece of shit.

#CallOfDuty #Ghost #Price #GhostPrice

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open.spotify.com/playlist/5sb...

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some soft #GhostPrice / #PriceGhost

#crabdrabblesthreads

"Have you seen Lieutenant Riley, sir?" Price looks up to the recruit who actually had the balls to disturb him. It's his day off so he's lounging on the sofa in his office, blanket thrown over his lower half and crossword in hand.

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ill let you love me for one night

#ghostprice #priceghost #mw2

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the comfortable silence that the rec room had previously been submerged in, jolting Gaz awake in Alone's lap, and jogging Price fully out of his doze. They remembered how they'd been worried about keeping in touch with Alone while the three of them were away on their op, right? Soap asked, dipping a finger beneath the stretched out, cut up collar of Alone's shirt. Well, he said, he had a great way they could keep in touch while they were away.

Gaz sat up properly, two of Alone's hands grabbing at his waist before he murmured that he wasn't going anywhere. The arm on Alone which 'belonged' to Gaz started moving too, little movements like Gaz was re-familiarising himself with controlling it rather than the smooth, steady movements of Soap's phantom arm.

It wasn't a bad idea, Gaz admitted, and Price gave them an agreeing grunt when they both stopped to look at him, to him, for the final say on it. They should be asking Alone, Price told them, 'their' arms were actually his, after all.

Screenshot text reads: the comfortable silence that the rec room had previously been submerged in, jolting Gaz awake in Alone's lap, and jogging Price fully out of his doze. They remembered how they'd been worried about keeping in touch with Alone while the three of them were away on their op, right? Soap asked, dipping a finger beneath the stretched out, cut up collar of Alone's shirt. Well, he said, he had a great way they could keep in touch while they were away. Gaz sat up properly, two of Alone's hands grabbing at his waist before he murmured that he wasn't going anywhere. The arm on Alone which 'belonged' to Gaz started moving too, little movements like Gaz was re-familiarising himself with controlling it rather than the smooth, steady movements of Soap's phantom arm. It wasn't a bad idea, Gaz admitted, and Price gave them an agreeing grunt when they both stopped to look at him, to him, for the final say on it. They should be asking Alone, Price told them, 'their' arms were actually his, after all.

Playing with some #AloneGhost #Poly141 stuff. What if the arms on Alone that are actually Soap, Gaz and Price's are actually 'theirs', and they can control them if they focus hard enough?

Great smut potential, hmmmmmmmmmmmm?

#CallOfDuty #Ghoap #GhostGaz #GhostPrice

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Just wrote like 8k words of horrible #AloneGhost whump & I am very tickled at the very abrupt tone switch (Alone having 3 dicks is the best thing anyone's ever come up with lol)

#CallOfDuty #GhostPrice

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maybe fake is what I like

#ghostprice #priceghost #mw2

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once again i am ill with ghostprice

wip

#ghostprice #priceghost #mw2

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"sharp scratch."

#GhostPrice #PriceGhost 🧵 (1/35)

Words: 1670

CW: Needles, Blood Tests, Mentioned/Implied Past Sexual Assault + Aftermath, Comfort

A/N: Just a bit of 3am babbling

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A screenshot from AO3 featuring the summary and tags of "Call of Booty 2.0" chapter 2: Breathplay (Price/Ghost): Breathplay, Dom/sub, Submissive Ghost, Dominant Price, Choking, Kneeling, Multiple POVs

There are few things in the world that manage to make Ghost's head go quiet. And even fewer that are this freeing.

A screenshot from AO3 featuring the summary and tags of "Call of Booty 2.0" chapter 2: Breathplay (Price/Ghost): Breathplay, Dom/sub, Submissive Ghost, Dominant Price, Choking, Kneeling, Multiple POVs There are few things in the world that manage to make Ghost's head go quiet. And even fewer that are this freeing.

Another #Kinktober fic has dropped faster than #SimonGhostRiley dropped to his knees for #JohnPrice ! #CallofBooty #GhostPrice #PriceGhost #CODFic #pap3rfics #breathplay

🔗 archiveofourown.org/works/710342...

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#poly141 #GhostPrice #GazPrice #SoapPrice #PriceRoach (forgot tags😅)

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NSFW #GhostPrice / #PriceGhost 🧵
With Dom/Top Ghost & Sub/Bottom Price. Also Choking.
Based during the Ghost Team Mission, just after Ghost finds Price's downed heli. He just can't hold back from showing his Captain what he means to him.

#crabdrabblesthreads

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#ghostprice nightly activities

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Typos always omg #ghostprice . Never posting while half awake😭😭

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Surprise! I wrote a sequel to But Not to Yield for @monsterlice.bsky.social birthday! It explores ghost and price’s previous relationship along with the ghoap wedding! 🥰
#rorowritesfics #ghostsoap #ghostprice
archiveofourown.org/works/70248816

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My day 7 for #BottomGhostWeek hosted by the amazing
@sultrysunset.bsky.social
Its another #GhostPrice fic, also with trauma healing through kink like my day 5, and it's centred around the kneeling Prompt
#CallOfDuty
archiveofourown.org/works/70114481

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Day 5: Pain

Monni (MonMonniMon)

Summary:

Sy = Simon (transfemme)

Sy’s whole body started to tremble with strike number eight, one hand gripping onto John’s trouser leg and the other fisting into the duvet as she kept her ass up in the air for him. She truly sounded like she was crying now, little sobs of his name leaving her pretty lips. “Daddy,” and “Please,” and “More.”

“So good for me,” John whispered, lifting the thumper up and counting out “Nine,” as he bought it down hard again.

Sy jerked on his lap, yelping loudly and dissolving into sobs again. She didn’t count with him this time, her voice too shaky and out of her control, and John couldn’t help feeling proud of himself for bringing her here, proud of her for not needing to tap out.

“Last one babygirl, you ready for it?” John asked.

Sy lifted her head to look at him, her dark eyes swimming with tears and her face that splotchy red that she seemed to think was ugly no matter how often John told her it wasn’t. She was a wreck. “Daddy~” She almost whimpered the word, her lips trembling and bitten plump. “I- I want-” she sniffled loudly, lifting one arm to wipe her running nose on. “Want you to hit me hard. ‘s hard as you can."

Screenshot of ao3 reads: Day 5: Pain Monni (MonMonniMon) Summary: Sy = Simon (transfemme) Sy’s whole body started to tremble with strike number eight, one hand gripping onto John’s trouser leg and the other fisting into the duvet as she kept her ass up in the air for him. She truly sounded like she was crying now, little sobs of his name leaving her pretty lips. “Daddy,” and “Please,” and “More.” “So good for me,” John whispered, lifting the thumper up and counting out “Nine,” as he bought it down hard again. Sy jerked on his lap, yelping loudly and dissolving into sobs again. She didn’t count with him this time, her voice too shaky and out of her control, and John couldn’t help feeling proud of himself for bringing her here, proud of her for not needing to tap out. “Last one babygirl, you ready for it?” John asked. Sy lifted her head to look at him, her dark eyes swimming with tears and her face that splotchy red that she seemed to think was ugly no matter how often John told her it wasn’t. She was a wreck. “Daddy~” She almost whimpered the word, her lips trembling and bitten plump. “I- I want-” she sniffled loudly, lifting one arm to wipe her running nose on. “Want you to hit me hard. ‘s hard as you can."

My first upload for #BottomGhostWeek hosted by the amazing @sultrysunset.bsky.social!!! Its a #GhostPrice fic that I am INCREDIBLY proud & fond of, centring around the prompt: Pain Kink. It also has major daddykink & ageplay elements, + trauma healing through kink
archiveofourown.org/works/70010846

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day 4: power imbalance + shibari
#BottomGhostWeek
@bottomghostweek.bsky.social
Yes I did not add text again, I just feel too awkward bc idk what to write….

Ok I ramble too much
#art #ghostprice #cod

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Simon felt almost breathless by the time they actually got through the door to John's room. He took a moment to try and look around the room, like he was actually seeing it for the first time. The walls were lined with glass cases, John's knife collection on full display. Every single one of them was sharp enough to cut with the barest bit of pressure.

Had John really been a stranger, this would have been the moment young, twenty-three year old, 'never been in the military' Simon would have started planning how to leave as much evidence that he'd been in this house as he possibly could. Instead, he turned to look at John again, 'poorly hiding his anxiety' behind yet another nervous laugh. "Quite- quite the collection you got," he stammered, eyes wide and darting to each of John's favourite knives in turn but conveniently missing the one 'hidden' behind the tissue box on the bedside table. The newest one. The one John had yet to baptise.

The door locked behind them with a crisp click.

"Been collecting them for a while now," John told him. "Keep them all in perfect condition. Nearly every one of 'em's been used on someone."

Screenshot text reads: Simon felt almost breathless by the time they actually got through the door to John's room. He took a moment to try and look around the room, like he was actually seeing it for the first time. The walls were lined with glass cases, John's knife collection on full display. Every single one of them was sharp enough to cut with the barest bit of pressure. Had John really been a stranger, this would have been the moment young, twenty-three year old, 'never been in the military' Simon would have started planning how to leave as much evidence that he'd been in this house as he possibly could. Instead, he turned to look at John again, 'poorly hiding his anxiety' behind yet another nervous laugh. "Quite- quite the collection you got," he stammered, eyes wide and darting to each of John's favourite knives in turn but conveniently missing the one 'hidden' behind the tissue box on the bedside table. The newest one. The one John had yet to baptise. The door locked behind them with a crisp click. "Been collecting them for a while now," John told him. "Keep them all in perfect condition. Nearly every one of 'em's been used on someone."

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"In- in the military? You mean?" Simon swallowed thickly, slowly backing towards the door like he wasn't right where he wanted to be. John followed him, stalking, prowling like a tiger that hadn't eaten in a week, and shrugged noncommittally in answer to his question. "You know what?" Simon whispered. "I- I think I wanna call a raincheck in this… I'll- we can pencil it i-in for another time. 's that sounds alright…" His hand fumbled with the door handle and John caged him in against the door.

"I think I'm good carrying on just like we are right now. Sweetheart," he hissed. "I've got a pretty girl in my room, a pretty tomboy girl who got'er head filled with nonsense. A pretty tomboy girl who just needs a real man to show her she's not one." John's hands slid up under Simon's shirt, dragging it up and tanking it halfway over his head before just leaving it there, cutting off Simon's vision. John ran his hands over Simon's exposed chest, stopping to fiddle with his nipples which had never fully recovered their sensation after he'd had top surgery. "Shame you chopped your tits off, were they big? Too big to hide? With pretty, sensitive nipples you just had to get rid of?"

Screenshot text reads: "In- in the military? You mean?" Simon swallowed thickly, slowly backing towards the door like he wasn't right where he wanted to be. John followed him, stalking, prowling like a tiger that hadn't eaten in a week, and shrugged noncommittally in answer to his question. "You know what?" Simon whispered. "I- I think I wanna call a raincheck in this… I'll- we can pencil it i-in for another time. 's that sounds alright…" His hand fumbled with the door handle and John caged him in against the door. "I think I'm good carrying on just like we are right now. Sweetheart," he hissed. "I've got a pretty girl in my room, a pretty tomboy girl who got'er head filled with nonsense. A pretty tomboy girl who just needs a real man to show her she's not one." John's hands slid up under Simon's shirt, dragging it up and tanking it halfway over his head before just leaving it there, cutting off Simon's vision. John ran his hands over Simon's exposed chest, stopping to fiddle with his nipples which had never fully recovered their sensation after he'd had top surgery. "Shame you chopped your tits off, were they big? Too big to hide? With pretty, sensitive nipples you just had to get rid of?"

WIP for D. 2 of BGW cos seeing everyone's posts made to wanna start my d. 2 with 7 hrs left till d. 2 opens (now 5). I have great time management skills!!! Let's see if I get it done by tomorrow :D

CW for CNC, transphobia as a kink within that, and knife kink >:]
#CallOfDuty #Ghostprice #priceghost

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Guys go check out Day 1 of my #bottomghostweek fic! It’s live on ao3 now :))

#callofduty #ghostprice #priceghost

archiveofourown.org/works/69803876

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Start of Ghost Team Mission MW2 except make it #GhostPrice

Short NSFW 🧵
Implied Sub/Bottom Price, slight Scent Kink and Cum Fixation.

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