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@blackcrayons.bsky.social
#CoDAdventCalendar

Prompt: Winter Camo

Ship: GhostRoach

#RoachCOD #RoachSanderson #GhostCOD #GhostRiley #Ghost #Roach #GhostRoach #RoachGhost
December 2, 2025 at 4:37 AM
ixamph.bsky.social
#CodAdventCalendar
#CoDAdventCalendar
I haven’t engaged in the fandom much yet, but here’s a little thread I guess! (1/10)

#Cod #Price #CodMW #PriceCod #GhostCod #SoapCod #GazCod #RoachCod #SFW #IDontKnowHowToUseThisApp

Prompt: Hot chocolate
December 1, 2025 at 3:55 AM
ixamph.bsky.social
I wanna thank everyone who draws and writes the COD:MW characters with thick, juicy cunts. May you have all the blessings of a dove’s first flight.
November 28, 2025 at 9:54 PM
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cybervoid.bsky.social
so i added more to this one C: they have me by the throat i swear.

#soapghost #nsfwart #cbvart
Assorted drawings of Ghost (who is wearing a thong) and Soap. Three different angles of Ghost riding Soap. One is a view from his back of Ghost on top of Soap, dialog reading "So fuckin' good for me, Johnny." "Bleedin' Jesus... Simon...". Soap is playing with the strap of Ghosts thong. Another where Ghost is holding Soaps head agaisnt his chest while Ghost sits on Soaps lap, Ghosts asks "you still with me Johnny?" and an arrow pointing at Soap with the text: Fuckin' gone. One more where Ghost is sitting backwards on Soap who is admiring the view while pulling at the thong. And a drawing of them making out with tongue.
February 11, 2025 at 5:45 AM
ixamph.bsky.social
Ouch
November 18, 2025 at 5:44 AM
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bookiefics.bsky.social
Wanted a cute Priceghost for Xmas so I made it myself this time, chibi style, in watercolor. 🥰
November 11, 2025 at 2:45 PM
ixamph.bsky.social
I know nobody really follows me or knows who I am but I’m sad and lonely tonight so if anyone wants to talk about whatever, I’d be happy to
November 4, 2025 at 8:52 AM
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jimmyjimsjim.bsky.social
peacefield
digital painting of ghost's papa v perpetua forming out of glowing pink/purple roses in front of a shattering black moon #ghosttheband
September 29, 2025 at 5:23 PM
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daeyumi.bsky.social
I am what you made me 🩸

#zelda #legendofzelda #totk #tearsofthekingdom
A digital painting of Link from Tears of the Kingdom, corrupted by malice. His right hand has been replaced by a Gloom Hand, and many other Gloom Hands enemies stare at Link from the background and grasp at Link’s body. Link is turned fully forward to face the viewer, and holds his corrupted right hand up to his face, covering his right eye with the outward facing palm of his hand, which itself features a vertical yellow eye. His other eye is piercing and wide, the only spot of blue in the otherwise completely red canvas. Link wears no clothes, and the many scars on his body are fully visible. His body is gradually covered more and more by malice towards his lower torso.
October 31, 2025 at 6:42 PM
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fossilforager.bsky.social
Whale Fall pin 🦀🐋🦑
A photo of a large gold-plated enamel pin photographed on top of a lichen-covered rock. The enamel pin features a whale skeleton covered with various deep sea creatures, such as octopuses, hagfish, a giant isopod, a crab, and chimaeras.
October 9, 2025 at 5:29 PM
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churchofpossum.bsky.social
Day 2 - Indulgence/Oral
A picture of an ink drawing of my knight OCs Willow and Douglas surrounded by larkspur. Douglas is on his knees, sucking Willow off. Around the drawing itself is a frame of arranged trinkets, crystals and dried flowers.
October 4, 2025 at 8:15 PM
ixamph.bsky.social
Fuckkkkkk the colors are gorgeous, the lighting, the way this fucking glows, the details, the flowers, the goddamn moon. If I had one with to go anywhere it would be to a universe that looks this fucking beautiful. Goddamn it’s so good, I love it, infinity out of 10.
September 30, 2025 at 7:57 AM
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hotsatans.bsky.social
Price requesto done 🤠👍 mf reminds me too much of captain haddock i had ta say it #nsfw #callofduty #pricemw2
September 27, 2025 at 5:51 PM
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apaganinarizona.bsky.social
Currently reading The Book of the Great Queen by @morpheusravenna.bsky.social . A weighty volume, carefully researched and packed with actual information. An antidote for the misinformation and simple foolishness that's out there regarding the Morrigan. Recommended.
#pagan #goddess #celticpagan
December 14, 2024 at 4:17 PM
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inkdcozycleric.bsky.social
The Morrigan. Faerie Queen, Chooser or the Slain. Goddess of War and the Earth.

Such a powerful goddess.

#witchsky #art #pagansky #wicca #celtic #goddess #fey #witchcraft
July 28, 2025 at 5:34 AM
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sharksmut.bsky.social
My seraphim is in dire need of a tight hole to fill 😞💦🙏
#UniformsharkART #terato #teratophilia #angel #oc #whiteout #yaoi
Seraphim with a winged head it has funky tendrils coming out of its mouth, also it has a very mighty fun cock that leaks a lot of cum #monsterfucking #gay #nsfw
September 23, 2025 at 9:36 PM
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definedead.bsky.social
#soapghost for #bottomghostweek
day 1 monster, spit
September 5, 2025 at 3:00 PM
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monsterlice.bsky.social
Tomorrow will be the one year anniversary of when I posted Take Me On and it’s almost at 40K hits. I never dreamed people would love this fic so much. I’m truly still ill over Ghoap and very grateful for this community 🥹

archiveofourown.org/works/587186...
September 4, 2025 at 10:54 AM
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supernaturalcatz.bsky.social
light of his life
#Ghost #GhostSoap #Ghoap
September 1, 2025 at 1:14 AM
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spiltspit.bsky.social
[Day 4 #BottomGhostWeek]
Shibari, Omegaverse, Virginity Kink

Virgin bride ghost! 🤍

fic by @fockenwimdy.bsky.social below ↓

✧ #ghoap #simonghostriley
August 28, 2025 at 9:34 PM
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freezypigeon.bsky.social
Day 5 of #BottomGhostWeek by @bottomghostweek.bsky.social

Size-Queen Ghost getting confronted with a new challange: the supersized colonel! 👀
#NSFW #Ghost #Koenig #konighost
August 29, 2025 at 10:56 AM
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aliensoop.bsky.social
Finally! I Can present the first 4 pages of this comic! Roachy getting his pussy turned pink for pissing where he shouldn’t hehe

cw: piss, pussy spanking, bondage with ropes, T4T #ghostroach and soap is there too

4/9 pages with more to come as I finish it

#soapghostroach #callofduty
October 27, 2024 at 4:07 AM
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aliensoop.bsky.social
I was briefly possessed with the need to sketch Ghost and Roach in lingerie and also tried my hand at drawing Metoidioplasty bottom surgery for the first time

cw// trans mascs in pretty underwear

#simonghostriley #garyroachsanderson #ghostroach sorta
Ghost showing his assets in a blue thong and lingerie. Roach showing his front-sets in white lingerie with bottom surgery Trans Ghost and Roach half dressed. Roach has had meta bottoms surgery
November 8, 2024 at 6:37 AM
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zaphodiop.bsky.social
I know there are some #GhostRoach #RoachGhost fans on here, as well as some #BottomGhost and #SubGhost fans. I've got a little treat for y'all. :)

CW: PTSD, boundaries, self-sabotage, rejection, disassociation, post-flashback, undernegotiated kissing (1/3) #COD #CallofDuty #ficWIP
Sanderson should have been thinking about Vernon. About the parachute. About the fact that someone had tried to kill him. That he was still in immediate danger. That the one person he could trust was having a psychotic episode. He should have been focused on anything other than the way Simon Riley’s body curled into his own, warm and pliant against his chest. “Top n’ Tail?” Riley had asked timidly when they first discussed bedding arrangements. “The fuck is that?” Sanderson blurted out. Articulate as always, Gary, he thought sardonically to himself. To Riley's credit, he didn't seem fazed by Sanderson's confusion over his Britishisms. "Means we lie next t’ each other, but flipped,” Riley had explained. "Me feet by your ‘ead, yours by mine.” He was backpedaling from his earlier request, Sanderson realized. From the fact he all but begged Sanderson to hold him. Perhaps Riley was starting to come to his senses now and realized that request was extremely intimate and personal. Except Sanderson didn't care that it was. “Considering you almost puked, I think it's better if I just make good on my promise to hold you so you don't retch,” Sanderson deadpanned. “You seem to need to avoid pungent smells, and feet aren't exactly known for smelling like Irish Spring.” Simon blushed, the redness running from his neck to the tips of his ears. “Tha's fair,” he had mumbled, then climbed into bed without another word. And that's how Sanderson wound up in his current predicament—his mind and body a fucking war zone. Between the rush of adrenaline still pounding in his veins, the weight of the day crashing down on him, and the way Riley—Simon—felt pressed tight to every inch of his body, Sanderson felt like he was standing at the edge of a cliff, peering over into something dangerous. Something he was too scared to name. Simon's body was warm—tucked into Sanderson’s chest like it was the only place he belonged. His breath was slow, his muscles had relaxed, but his fingers still curled tightly into the fabric of Sanderson’s shirt. Holding on for dear life. He let out a slow, measured breath, dragging his hand up into Simon’s hair before he could stop himself. It was soft. Softer than he’d expected. Like silk. He gripped it lightly. Simon’s voice made a low, desperate noise at the gentle tug of his hair. Not just any sound either—a submissive, pathetic moan. His arms tightened around Sanderson’s ribs, his face pressed further into Sanderson’s chest, his breath hot against his skin. Something twisted low in Sanderson’s gut and he bit back a groan. This was a mistake. This was already too much. The tension in his chest was pulling tight, wrapping around his ribs like Simon’s strong arms, and yet—he didn’t move. Didn’t pull away. Didn’t stop Simon from seeking more warmth, more contact. Sanderson swallowed and allowed his hand to slide back down to Simon’s back, rubbing soothing circles into his knotted muscles. Simon's breath hitched before he sighed and relaxed, breath dancing lightly across his skin and rendering Sanderson immobile. He was so deeply and irrevocably, fucked. He should have pulled away, but he also didn't want whatever this was to stop either. Instead, he wrapped his arms tighter around Simon, his fingers pressing further into the ridges of his spine and causing Simon to arch into him. Too close. Riley’s breath ghosted over his collarbone, the scent of him—vanilla, wood smoke, Earl Grey, tobacco—wrapping around Sanderson, sinking into his lungs. It should have been calming, grounding. Instead, it was intoxicating. This was supposed to be about keeping his only ally together, Sanderson had told himself. But now, his pants were becoming unbearably tight, and he was struggling to keep this shit tactical. Sanderson forced himself to breathe. Forced himself to ignore the heat coiling tight in his stomach. This was wrong. This shouldn't have been about the fact that Simon smelled like fucking heaven and sighed into his touch like a man starved of affection. Shouldn't have been about the way he had melted into Sanderson like he belonged there. This was about keeping Simon together. Keeping both of them together. And yet— Simon suddenly shifted. A slow, unconscious roll of his hips, an almost imperceptible press of muscle and heat, but Sanderson felt it like a fucking landmine went off beneath his trousers. His breath hitched, sharp and involuntary. Simon must have felt it, because he suddenly froze. Shit. The warmth of his breath stilled against Sanderson’s collarbone. His fingers tightened against the fabric of Sanderson’s shirt, as if realizing—truly realizing—how close they were. Jesus Christ. This was a mistake.
February 23, 2025 at 8:56 PM
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pap3rtigers.bsky.social
We're halfway through #PriceAppreciationWeek2025 ?!

— "yield"

🚬 mature / 3k
🧢 #pricegaz / #gazprice
🚬 body worship / touch starved price / bathing / nonsexual intimacy
🧢 archiveofourown.org/works/69509896
🪶 #pap3rfics
A screenshot from AO3. The text reads: yield pap3rtigers Summary: Price Appreciation Week 2025 // Day 4 — Touch-starved and Body Worship No one ever taught Captain Price how to be held, only how to carry the weight of the world on his shoulders. So Kyle does what no one else has: strips it all away. Work Text: Kyle found him late. It'd been a long day—hell, more like a long week, maybe a month if he didn't downplay it. Every briefing felt heavier, every mission plan more tangled, every scrap of paperwork somehow multiplying while no one was looking. All Kyle needed was one last signature on this post-mission report, and he'd be free—plus, it didn't hurt that he'd get to see Price before bed, maybe steal a kiss or two… Without bothering to knock, Kyle eased the office door open. "Hey, Cap, got a sec? I just need—" The words died in his throat almost instantly. Price was slumped over his desk, cheek pressed against the crook of his folded arm, hat in a pathetic heap on the floor. His hair stuck out at odd angles, save for the halo from where his hat had rested low on his brow. For a brief, horrible moment, Kyle's heart stuttered—the man looked still as stone, unmoving, unresponsive—until a faint snore escaped his parted lips, stirring a loose piece of paper balanced atop a stack of mess folders.
August 20, 2025 at 4:16 PM