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Ghost is a "You ok bud? That's alright just walk it off" kind of dad
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Do you actually ship soap and ghost? 🤔
Romantically? No. I see them as brothers in arms and good friends, but that doesn't mean I can't create something silly when i have an idea 😚
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Ghost: Bloody hell, I lost my pen.
Y/N: You can borrow mine?
Ghost: Thanks.
Soap: I lost something once.
#soap soon feels like the third wheel the moment you roll up#incorrect quotes#call of duty#cod x reader#simon ghost riley#simon ghost riley x reader#simon riley#simon riley x reader#ghost mw2#ghost mw3#ghost x reader#johnny soap mactavish#johnny soap mactavish & reader#johnny mactavish#johnny mactavish & reader#soap mw2#soap mw3#soap & reader#my posts#tweaked it a bit to fit their characters#i imagine them out at the bar
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biker!dad!Ghost
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*insert joke about summoning a demon and this thing showing up*
#you don’t even know about the au i have in my drafts regarding demon ghost#it just works ya know?#art#call of duty#ghost cod
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I want to send Simon into subspace send tweet
Nah but he'd love the Amazon position, even better if you get tired of his squirming and trap one of his legs under yours so you're practically scissoring. He likes feeling like you're just using him, taking what you want without a care for what he feels. He's still penetrating you but it's you that's fucking him. Thrusting into him as he hears the plap plap plap of your pussy lips slapping against his skin.
You lean forward and the leg over your hip bends at the knee until you've got his thigh pressed against his chest and tell him to hold his knee up. Looming over him to wrap your hand around his neck. Telling him to "stop fucking squirming" because "fleshlights don't move".
He'll be your fleshlight. He'll be such a good toy for you.
OR
Having him on his knees in front of a mirror, wrists handcuffed behind his back as you lift him upright by the column of his throat. Your strap deep inside him as you tell him to look at himself in the mirror while he rides you so he can see how beautiful he is.
Everytime he looks away - on accident, mostly, you just feel so good he throws his head back without realizing - you force him to stop. Waiting until he looks in the mirror again before you tell him "'s not your fault baby, you're just so good at taking my cock you can't think of anything else, can you? Too busy being good for me."
His moans crack and pitch into whines and then sobs as tears paint his pretty face, but you still won't let him move.
"Tell me how good you are. Say you're my good boy and you can move again."
He hesitates only slightly before conceding, he wants to be good for you and make you proud after all. You slowly start again, hands gripping at his hips hard enough to leave marks that he'll undoubtedly trace the next time he's on leave, pressing into them so they stay bruised and hurt enough for him to feel as he fucks his fist at night, so he can almost pretend you're there with him.
"That's it, darling, just like that. You are so perfect for me, aren't you?" After enough times stopping and starting again he repeats you without thinking.
"arrngghh- 'm perfect for you" he gargles out over a moan, watching his own spit bubble and drool out of his mouth and onto his naked pecs in the mirror
"Yeah, my sweet little slut knows how to make me feel good, doesn't he?"
""m y'r swee- hah! Lil' slut- mmmm! I'll make you feel guh- good, it's so good."
"You gonna cum for me, Si?"
He moans and nods, huffing out some words that attempt to mimic your sentence.
"yeah, you're always such a good boy, so pretty when you cum, aren't you?"
"'m pretty- 'm pretty"
He sees your hand reach around and wipe his cheek, smearing his drool with his tears.
"Tell me you're my good boy while you cum, mkay? I wanna see my pretty baby babbling for me like the cock drunk slut he is."
He chokes on a moan and his head rolls back before the hand on his face grabs his cheeks to pull him to look at the mirror.
"Your good boy, 'm your good boy, jus' for you-" ropes of pearly white shoot out of his cock, decorating his chest and falling to the floor and your fist around his shaft. "'m yours, 'm yours, yoursyoursyours"
His eyes glaze over and his vision blurs but he doesn't pull his gaze away from the mirror, even as he succumbs to gravity. Falling forward as you hold his cuffed wrists to stop him from falling into his own spend. Gargling on his own drool as it forces your strap to burrow against his prostate even harder.
On another note, I'm just saying, Simon would 100% want to get pregnant by you if he could. We need to unionize to impregnate this man.
Barking over this, I'm so feral. My desire to have Simon in any of these positions is fighting against the way I've got him characterized in my head. So I will give you this. (Cowboy)Simon getting Pavloved:
It's not often that Ghost is alone these days, but with you away on business he's had to re-figure certain things. Showers alone, breakfast alone, going to bed by himself with just your pillow to hug... Worst of all: sex. Ghost wakes up with a hardon and you're not there to solve it. With a grumbled swear Ghost spits into his hand and wraps his fist around his aching cock. He hasn't had to do this in a while, nice part about living with you, but it's like riding a bike.
He strokes his fingers over the soft skin, rubs his thumb against the head, nice and tight while he thinks about you. Thinks about your pretty pussy that is. Thinks about you every way he hasn't had you in the last few days: in the shower, over the kitchen counter, before bed, crouched behind you to suck at your cunt, holding your leg up to slot his cock into you, pressing you down into the mattress. Every way he can think of, it makes his cock ache, makes him groan against the stroke of his hand, imagining it's your slick cunt clutching at him.
You're always so sweet when he fucks you, always so careful when you ride him, never doing more than he can handle, never pushing more than he can stomach. Ghost tips his head back against the pillows and imagines the phantom press of your hands against his chest, the slap of your skin against his, the soft panting gasps when he angles his hips and hits you just right. He squeezes the base of his cock, tries to mirror the way you clench around him.
A year ago he might have queued up a porno, but now the thought of you is all he needs to have his hips bucking up into his hand.
Ghost groans, feels his lips part to take a breath. It's not enough, not what he's looking for, what his body is craving, but it has to be. It's just missing something.
Fucking hell.
"Good boy," He tells himself, squeezing his eyes shut against the shame of it, "pretty- fuck- 'm a good boy, pretty boy. Good boy, good boy, good boy." He pants it out, chants it to himself to try and subsidy your sweet voice cooing it in his ear.
Christ he doesn't know if it's the words or the flash of humiliated heat that tips him over the edge but his cock twitches and spurts come over his stomach as he strokes himself through orgasm. Exactly what he needed. God. He's going to have to say that every time, isn't he?
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Simon only keeps a few things from his life in Manchester before he joined the military, mostly just a couple of Tommy's things (maybe some comics and an old football they used to kick around) and his Grandma's wedding ring that his mum never got the chance to wear (she didn't want to tie it to bad memories)
it's a lovely, unassuming little thing that he keeps boxed up in a drawer somewhere, and when he finally meets someone that makes him think that it might be time to get it out, he knows for sure that she's the one.
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Plan C -141
R/N: guys, I couldnt afford plan b, so I think im pregnant
Gaz: want me to buy you one?
Ghost: I can go right now
R/N: no, I feel bad that im making you guys pay for that
Soap: I can gladly punch your stomach, but so it doesn't look like im a man beating up a girl, I can wear a wig...think about it
Gaz: ...
Ghost:...
Price who walked in at the wrong time:...
R/N:...do you want a blonde or pink wig
Soap: oh pink sounds nice!
#incorrect quotes#call of duty#cod & reader#ghost cod#ghost cod & reader#soap cod#soap cod & reader#gaz cod#gaz cod & reader#captain price cod#captain price cod & reader#not my work
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(slowly sets random sting ray plushie I got for my birthday down) Brain-rot. so I present Dad!Simon and Ollie at the aquarium
Simon! Who was currently two weeks deep into babysitting oliver and it being the middle of summer almost everywhere and everything had been exhausted
"Library time with Miss Rue?"
Ollie frowns from his ice cream,- which you would murder simon for if you found out which is why they were both sworn to secrecy, "MIss Rue is jus reeed-ing Peter Bunny again. No want."
"No want." Simon echoed slowly, leaning against the kitchen counter as he tried to think.
"Big mall?"
"No..."
"The zipline park?" (A normal park with a little kid zipline)
"No."
"The animals?"
"Nope. Momma said we stinky after animal."
Simon nods again, the local farmer's markets would normally have a little petting zoo- so that had also become a staple. "She did- rightoo laddie. Okay...okay, let Mister Riley think for a minute."
Ollie nods to his babysitters words and takes another hefty bite of the ice cream, "We could....we could see fish? We see fish."
"Fish?"
"We go fish, in-in big pool."
Simon who spent ten finding which aquarium within a fifty mile radius had the best reviews because if he is...might as well make it memorable
Simon who made sure Ollie wore is water proof shoes because...well he just knew the kid was going to jump into the little kiddie water pad the aquarium had
Simon who packed a towel and change of clothes for that exact reason too
Simon who so has baby shark stuck in his head
Simon who once the tickets are purchased is already trying to trick the tyke down, basically playing marco polo
Simon who held up Ollie without a second thought to see the Jelly fish, telling him how he was once stung while he was down in Japan, smiling to the childs laughter
Simon who spends the extra fifteen dollars so Ollie could feed the stingrays, keeping an arm looped around him to keep him stable
Simon who of course notices the looks he's getting from the group of moms, he ignores them though
Simon who tried to politely turn down the one who came up to him, nice woman, seemed kind- yet...she wasn't...you
Simon who had to get more firm and did lie when she wouldn't get the message-
"Listen lady- I could kill ya without even blinking 'n you are really testin my patience so ho' bout you leave me 'n my son alone before i get annoyed?" Just how he assumed it would've gone down the woman became flustered and excused herself, meanwhile, Ollie was still being held in the air to look at the catfish.
Ollie looks to Simon as he then lets out a sigh and adjusts his grip on the boy, "Ister Riley?"
"Yeah, lad?"
"Mommy said killing people isn't nice."
Simon clears this throat, "Mum is real smart like that."
Simon who gets Ollie a plushie and teehsirt
Simon who feels really proud of himself when Ollie is fast asleep for the entire car ride home
(annnnyway thats it<333 any feedback and all that jazz means the world to me!!)
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Ghost's just the type of dad that always has a kid hanging onto him. The sort of adult that other adults are spooked by, but kids just walk right up to. He never crouches down to their level just stares down at them until they inevitably ask "why're you so big" and he grunts out a "ate all my vegetables" which always makes the kid stick their tongue out and grimace. Then they'll stand next to him and info dump about whatever they're doing while Ghost watches his own kid fall off the monkey bars.
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I don't know how to word this but Dad!Ghost who's gotten softer around the middle(proudly gained that extra weight thanks to your cooking) and can't help chuckling to himself when his little girl proudly pats her tummy after dinner and tells you "that was a good meal mama" in the same tone Ghost uses. Already taking after her old man...(he's never been happier)
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Okay, let me pitch, if anyone hasn’t thought of it, a Gargoyles x C.O.D./TF141 A.U.… Like, anyone who has watched Disney’s 1990s Gargoyles show growing up may understand what I’m thinking about. And not even just based off the Disney show, but just a Gargoyles style A.U. in general.
Anyways, if you haven’t… let me introduce you to a some Gargoyles!TF141 visuals. (Because I can’t draw, lol.) Obviously basing this off of the vibes I receive from the Gargoyles show. 🙏👀
I was thinking about writing it… maybe a sort of story series where you can choose your path as to which Gargoyle!141 Member’s Goliath you’d like to be the Eliza to. 😫 But obviously apart of the bigger Gargoyles A.U. (Just imagining big, scary Gargoyle!Ghost or Gargoyle!Price taking you on a night trip to the English countryside or practically watching you from the skies and buildings anytime you need to go out at night or something like that.)
#requests are also open by the way 👍#gargoyles au#if you’re an artist (and open for commissions) please hit me up or draw these#i just can’t draw for shit lmao#call of duty#cod x reader#simon ghost riley#simon ghost riley x reader#simon riley#johnny soap mactavish#johnny soap mactavish x reader#johnny mactavish#kyle gaz garrick#kyle gaz garrick x reader#kyle garrick#captain john price#captain john price x reader#john price#my posts#rants n’ rambles#crossover#gargoyles
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Gaz: I could rub your tummy!
Y/N: How’d you like to rub it from the inside big boy?
Gaz: Sorry, I’m a little confused…
#incorrect quotes#oh he’s big alright *wink wink*#please don’t scare him#call of duty#cod x reader#kyle gaz garrick#kyle gaz garrick x reader#kyle garrick#kyle garrick x reader#gaz mw2#gaz mw3#gaz x reader#my posts
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simon riley, ang panget mo talaga (affectionate)
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