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gatorbites-imagines · 1 year

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Hallo! Could I request a Ghost with a short reader? Like he tends to get underestimated because of his size but he’s just as strong and capable as the rest of them?

Simon “Ghost” Riley x short male reader

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- Simon is one of the people who don’t underestimate you. He knows that your size doesn’t reflect on how skilled you are. He even calls others dumb for looking down at you so much for your size.

- He feels some kinda pride when you hand them their asses, proving his point that your height factor into your talents.

- You grow closer during missions and your height turns into a useful skill because you can fit in to smaller spaces and its easier for you to sneak around and take out enemies.

- Will use you are an example for new recruits on not underestimating your enemy, would show examples on how smaller enemies can take you down with your help, and how to take down smaller enemies.

- Simon would never tell anybody this, but he likes that you are as strong as everyone else because you can throw him around or pick him up.

- He likes when you wear his clothes, though he doesn’t verbalize it. He just leaves some of his clothes laying around your room and you get the hint.

- Simon does the thing where he comes up behind you and rests his chin on the top of your head, because it always makes you annoyed and try to push him off. He chuckles and leaves down to give you a kiss through his balaclava.

- At times he teases you by holding things out of reach above his head, though you end up just scaling him like a tree to grab whatever it is he has in his hands.

- Ghost has thrown you over his shoulder or tucked you under his arm many times, calls you fun sized or carry sized. Would call you Teeny as a pet name.

- Simon likes that he can wrap himself completely around you when you cuddle, because he feels he can protect you more.

- No matter your height Ghost will still be little spoon sometimes, so sometimes you cuddle and you will hook your arms around his shoulders and your legs around his waist like a backpack.

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saint-johnny · 8 months

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hello, may i please request number 34 from the dialogue prompt with alejandro~

SENDOFF

this is my first time writing for alejandro so i really hope this slays and i hope you all enjoy it :) also, you didn't specify which trope you wanted, so i went with fluff. also, sorry if it's a little short.

requests are open, so feel free to send anything in (read these rules first if you do)

34. "i wish we didn't have to say goodbye." (from this prompt list, fluff)

you had been moving on autopilot since the moment you woke up. you weren't aware of all the things you were doing but you did know that alejandro was leaving at 10 for another mission.

you went through your normal routine, trying to ignore the pit of anxiety forming in your stomach, "do you have everything?" you asked, wrapping your arms around yourself as a way to seek comfort.

"think so." alejandro nodded, setting the last of his bags down next to the small pile of other bags he had set aside next to the front door of your home.

"i made you a snack." you produced a plastic container of cookies you had baked the night before and set them on top of one of his bags.

"you didn't have to do that." he smiled, moving through the bags on the ground and wrapping his arms around you.

"wanted to." you hummed happily as you wrapped your arms around him. neither of you said anything, just stood in your entryway, hugging.

"i'm going to miss you, hermosa." he pressed a kiss to your head.

"gonna miss you, too." you didn't feel like moving. everything was perfect, "i wish we didn't have to say goodbye." you frowned.

"we aren't." he pulled away just he could look you in the eyes, "i'm coming back," he promised, and you believed him.

"you better, alejandro." something in him softened at the use of his first name.

"i promise." he nodded, pulling you back in for one more hug, "i'll always come back." you didn't dare think of the worst possible outcome.

"i love you." you told him.

"i love you, too." he pressed another kiss to your head and gave you one last squeeze before he pulled away, "don't get into too much trouble."

you rolled your eyes at that, "i'll try not to." you handed him one of the bags on the ground as he opened the front door.

you followed him outside and helped him load up his trunk. once the last bag was safely tucked away, he turned to you again, "i love you." he told you again, and you couldn't help but smile.

"i love you, too, ale." you leaned up on your tiptoes and kissed him, reaching out for his hand and giving it a squeeze, "be safe." you whispered as you pulled away.

"i will. promise."

requests are open :)

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ivonhart · 1 year

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mi amor. mi corazón | rodolfo parra x fem combat medic!reader

— one shot

cross posted on ao3

gif credit: @collinnmckinley

summary: After the betrayal of Graves and the loss of your only home you find comfort in the arms of someone who you've loved for years. The moment of peace allowing you to break, causing a confession to tumble past your lips.

a/n: Please note that I was using google translate for the Spanish dialogue. If they are incorrect please tell me so I can fix it.

The grip you had on your rifle strained against your knuckles as you walked closer and closer to Alejandro’s safe house. So much had gone to shit in such a short amount of time and you couldn’t do anything about it. Your base was taken along with all your team. Your friends. Your family. Everything you had known for the past few years was stripped away from you in an instant.

“General Shepherd sends his regards.” It was like his tone had changed. The Graves you were introduced to were no longer there…or maybe he was all along and was just waiting. Waiting for the order to take your base.

Your home. In the corner of your eyes you saw his men shift on their feet and tighten the hold on their guns. Some had begun to form somewhat of a circle around your group.

You turned to look over the car hood at Ghost to see if he noticed. He did. He always noticed. As Graves continued to talk your hand slid down to the knife on your thigh. Bullets were faster than knives but if something were to happen you could grab the soldier closest to you.

The sudden movement could throw him off, allowing you less resistance to plunge your weapon into his throat, creating a shield. But how would you get to Alejandro? He was only a feet or two away but if something happened it might as well be miles.

Your eyes flickered back and forth from man to man, marking where each was. Where they could go. What they could do. Being a combat medic taught you to predict movements, note where everyone was, and know how to protect.

You had to be aware otherwise those you were sworn to protect would be lost. “Your men have been…detained.” Was the last thing you heard before Alejandro launched at Graves.

The grip you had tightened, turning your knuckles white. You messed up, miscalculated, missed something. Hesitated. Alejandro was too far, the soldier too heavy, the knife too slow. Despite the silence that filled the area you felt as though everything was loud. Too loud.

The chatter in your head running through what had happened as your eyes darted around the seemingly vacant area. You could hear the conversation between Ghost and Soap as you three neared the safe house. “It was need to know.”

“What if I needed to kno–” You were quick to shush the two of them as you stopped moving. “There is a pressure plate in front of the door and I don’t have the keys for this house on me so we are going to have to go in through that window.” You said while pointing to the side of the building.

Soap and Ghost both nodded as they started their way there. You jumped down after Soap and while the two of you started to survey the area Ghost quickly spoke. “Don’t move.” His knife was as quick as his words as it flew through the air and into the wooden pillar on the other side of the room.

“¿Quién está ahí?” Who’s there? The familiar voice caused a sigh of relief to fall from your lips. “Rudy!” The man called your name as he quickly turned from his hiding place. You were quick to drop your gun to your side and rush into his arms.

His scent invaded your nose as his warmth slowly encased your body. The feeling of his hands around your waist grounded you in a way that brought tears to your eyes. “Pensé que te habían pillado.” I thought they got you. You whispered into his neck as one of your hands threaded through the back of his hair while the other clawed his back.

“Estoy aquí” I’m here. He whispered into your ear. Tears began to sting your eyes but you were quick to push them back. You couldn’t flatter; not yet. When you pulled back the man noted the large cut across your cheek and quickly pulled out the handkerchief he always held.

“You’re bleeding, Doc.” You smiled softly and shook your head. “I’m alright. I'm sure it's dry anyway.” Despite your words, Rudy gently dragged the fabric across your cheek causing another sigh to pass your lips as your eyes fluttered close.

But the moment didn’t last long due to the fact you remembered you came with two others. Quickly you stepped back and turned to stand next to Rudy. “Where were you guys?” Rudy questioned after a few silent seconds. “On the run.”

Soap was quick to correct the Lieutenant. “Doc and I were on the run. Ghost waited for us.” “Oh course, no?” You sent a fast glance towards Soap. You had found him within the streets of Las Almas after Graves turned on everyone and was with him when he found out Ghost was leaving him on his own till he got to the church.

You didn’t know much about Ghost as a person and what he has been through, but you knew Rudy and you knew he thought Ghost would have come back for Soap like Alejandro did for him on multiple occasions.

But Ghost didn’t and Soap knew that. “No.” Much to everyone’s surprise, Ghost cut in. “Yes.” His eyes bore into those of his brother in arms before moving to you and Rudy. “All of us. This happened on my watch and I’ll need help to fix it. No one fights alone.”

As the men continued to brief Rudy on what had happened you walked to a certain area in the safe house that held standard medical supplies. Alejandro always made sure to have a station for you in his houses just in case.

You had done a hasty stitch job with what you had in your pack on Soap’s wound when you found him and you knew it needed to be properly treated. You made your way back as Soap spoke. “Let’s go get them.”

“Not so fast!” The men came to a sudden stop as you walked in front of them. “I still need to clean and dress that wound.” You said to Soap before turning to Ghost.

“And I still have you to check as well.” The man was about to protest but you held your hand up. “I’ll tolerate no back talk from either of you.”

It was about mid afternoon the next day when you were finally able to take time to aid in your injuries. The majority of the night and morning you were tending to Soap while helping to create a plan to get Alejandro and your team back.

Another large chunk of that time was spent fighting with Ghost about getting some rest. He had been glued to the table that held the plan long after Rudy and Soap fell asleep and you knew he wouldn’t leave unless you intervened.

Now you found yourself standing in front of the bathroom mirror with your shirt off, looking at the damage to your body after getting out of a needed shower. After Graves’s betrayal you had been knocked off the road during the fighting and fell down the hill. It was evident with the large amount of bruising you had along your ribs and back from when you hit the occasional tree.

You were quick to jump into action when you saw Alejandro get thrown into the truck besides Graves. The Shadow next to you was under your knife in a second, shielding the oncoming fire that fell upon you and your allies.

You thought you could reach for Alejandro, get him out of harm's way, but that thought was smashed when you saw him drop to the ground unconscious. Seemingly slipping through your fingers as he crumbled to the ground.

Next to go down was Soap and you had lost sight of Ghost. Everything had gone bad in the blink of an eye and you made the mistake of hesitating. The Shadow you held had thrown his elbow into your stomach before shoving you to the side, ultimately sending you off the road and into the woods.

You were pulled from your thoughts when a soft knock bounced through the air and the quiet call of your name. It was Rudy. After you put your shirt back on you opened the door to see the man standing there with his sunken eyes filled with worry.

Oh how you loved those eyes. Oh how you loved…“I’m sorry I fell asleep.” His words were laced with guilt and dripping in shame. “Ghost told me you haven’t gotten any sleep and I should have stayed up wi–”

“Rudy.” His words came to a stop when you grabbed his hands and pulled him into the bathroom and closed the door. “Don’t be sorry.” The man stayed quiet as he watched you move to sit on the sink counter, noting the way you winced while you did.

“Estás herida.” You are hurt. “It’s just some bruises and a few surface level scraps.” You smiled softly at his furrowed brows. “Nothing to get worried about.” He squeezed your hands lightly before meeting your eyes once more.

“I always worry for you.” Heat began burning your cheeks which caused you to look down. As you sat there with your eyes zeroed in on your intertwined hands the severity of the situation crashed down on you.

The moment of peace between the two of you finally allowed you to fully feel. Without warning a sob clawed its way up your throat. Rudy was quick, yet gentle, to pull you into his arms. “I-I was so cl-close to him, Rudy.” You choked out in between your sobs.

“I couldn’t protect him. I couldn’t protect our people. I couldn’t protect o–” “Querida.” Darling. He softly said. “It wasn’t your fault. None of this is your fault.” One of his hands cupped the back of your head while the other wrapped around your waist.

“You did everything you could.” Your head shook in his neck. The tears from your eyes coating his neck and running down his side. “I didn’t…I could’ve do–” He cut you off once more by slowly cupping your cheeks so you could meet his eyes. “It wasn’t…your fault.”

His words were slow yet firm as his thumbs rubbed the tears away from your cheeks yet more fell as you looked into his eyes. “I thought I lost you, Rudy.” Another sob fell past your lips as you latched onto his arms. “After seeing Alejandro fall I couldn’t stop thinking about you. Where you were. If you were safe.”

Your breathing grew erratic as everything you kept inside spilled to the surface. With blurry eyes and heated skin you clung to Rudy, your nails digging into his arms as you wailed. “E-E-Everything I h-hav-have was taken and-and I thought th-they got you too.”

His hold on you never faltered as he tried to reassure you, but the pounding in your ears grew far too loud. “I ca-can’t los-los-lose you. My love…” Your head dropped as you pulled him closer. Your nose buried into his neck allowing his scent to once more flood your senses. “Mi amor. Mi corazón.” My love. My heart.

Rudy was stunned by the confession. He had loved you for years and now he found himself with you in his arms confessing in the midst of a panic attack. Your breathing, however, failed to steady out which caused him to pull you back and smash his lips into yours.

Perhaps it wasn’t the best option to steady your breathing out considering you weren’t in a good state of mind, but with the confession still fresh in the air his feelings acted before his thoughts.

With the sudden inhale of air and the chapped lips against your own your body steadied out once more, allowing you to quickly kiss back. Despite the tears and snot, the two of you melted into one another as everything began to fall to a still.

a/n: MY WORD I FINALLY FINISHED IT MAWHAHAHAHA. Ya'll school has been a fucking bitch but I finally finished.

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bejeweledblondie · 6 months

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When I tell you I was pissing my pants laughing at this.

“This wallpaper is so cute, we could live here” ME IN A NUTSHELL I have ADHD (I’m medicated for it) but when I’m off it this is me 😭

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simonzmama · 11 days

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‘magin sweet virgin simon finally hittin it.

your legs sit hiked up on the thick muscles sittin’ atop his hipbones, his fingers digging deep into the sheets, practically twisting em off the mattress as he breathes out lowly.

his hips press forward further, his cock burning n stomach rolling into taut knots that have his nails digging holes into your pretty pink sheets.

you drag your hands up his chest slowly watching as the muscles pull tight n his hips stutter. his eyes flicker up to yours, skin breakin out in a mess of tender of goosebumps. “breathe, baby. you’re goin’ red on me, si.”

he laughs lowly, throat thick as he bottoms out. his thighs press against the back of yours, neck rolling as he tries his absolute best to contain the way his orgasm shivers down his spine.

“oh my… fuck,” he groans, teeth takin ahold of his tongue to silence the multitude of noises rising up his throat. his eyes flutter to a shut slowly as he tries to get the image of your sweet body outta his mind, or the fact that your cunt is suckin’ n holdin’ him there so tightly.

his head drops into the crook of your neck as he slowly pulls back, teeth nippin at your soft skin as your head arches back. his teeth bare in a soft hiss, jaw ticking against your chin. you drag your nails down his back gently, a pretty moan spilling free off your lips at the soft drag of his thick cock against your warm, silky walls.

n that’s what does it for him, the sound of that melodic whine. it plays n plays in his mind on repeat until he’s suddenly forcing himself back into you, hips a shaky stuttery mess.

n the groan, the drawn out whimper that tumbles off his lips is cruel. his teeth sink down into your skin as his hips ground forward, desperately attempting to fuck his seed into you. his eyes roll and his fingers grasp at the soft hair lining the nape of your neck.

“simon?” you murmur softly feeling his thick, hot release fill you full. “lemme look at you, wanna see that pretty face.”

zamnnnn. dis sounded better in my head 🤦‍♀️✌️

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sweetnothingtm · 2 months

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♡ i imagine that Simon Riley is the type to spoil you rotten ♡

Simon doesn’t check his bank statements anymore - just hands you his card and plants a sloppy kiss on your smiling face.

Simon carries all your shopping bags without hesitation, even while you drain him of his worth. He scrolls his phone while you shop aimlessly, his eyes lazily dragging to your frame as you showcase what you want while he waves a hand at you.

yes - anything you want. yes - i mean it, sweetheart.

He follows you like a lost dog through the stores, practically begging for your attention as you wiggle your ass into a million different outfits.

I bet he takes you to all the lingerie stores. It’s his favorite part of the day, squeezed into a changing room as you strip in front of him. He always has a devious smirk, latching the stall lock into place as you hang up every scrap of fabric.

You’d twirl around in a tight lace, lip caught between your teeth as Simon palms himself through his jeans. He’d stare at you, eyes glowing with desire as you innocently checked yourself out and hummed.

do you like it? how do i look?

you look good enough to let me fuck you right now. matter of fact - bend over for me, sweetheart.

Simon would press you up against the mirror, dick pressed against your ass with his breath fanning against your neck. His teeth would graze against your skin, little whimpers coming from your lips as you roll your hips.

His fingers would press into your waist, digging into the silk panties with a price tag hanging off of them. $45 - damn expensive for a pair, but he considered you priceless.

When he inevitably ruins the fabric by cumming all over it, you’d have a little pout spread across your face. He’d roll his eyes, promising you another pair and splaying a hand against your ass while his camera clicks for a photo.

you look too fucking good, might just have to fuck you again when we’re home. you’d like that - wouldn’t you little slut?

Simon Riley would shrug his shoulders when the sales person would ask why theres panties in the trash. He’d swipe his card, hardly looking at the bill as he picked up another bag and watched you glow with happiness.

He always buys you dinner, opens every door for you, and slings his jacket around your shoulders. His hand always rests on your thigh when he drives, fingers tracing delicate shapes on your soft skin.

When he looks over to you, you’re already glowing with adoration and love - a twinkle in your eye as he squeezes your leg and hums.

did you like the gifts, princess? i spoil you huh?

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theywhowriteandknowthings · 24 days

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Napping with Simon “Ghost” Riley

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No real warnings, just fluffy fluff.

Despite you catching the giant of a man sleeping on your sofa multiple Sundays in a row, he insists that he was just “resting his eyes”.

It’s cold, rain pelts rhythmically against the window of your living room as you lie on the sofa wrapped in Simon’s arms. You’re nice and cosy from behind, his large frame wrapping around you as you watch something inane on television.

You shiver a little, eyes already drooping as you clutch your arms around your body.

“Cold?” Simon murmurs into your ear as he holds you closer, rubbing his calloused palms up and down your arms.

“A little,” you admit, not wanting to move to get a blanket, you like it when Simon holds you like this.

“Hang on,” he says as he kisses the crown of your head. He twists and turns behind you until you feel a soft throw blanket settle over you both, “Does that help?”

“Yeah,” you hum as you bury your face into the plush material, “Thank you Si.”

“No need to thank me, love,” he responds with a soft huff as he wraps a large arm around your middle, pinning you back against him.

There’s a comfortable silence as you feel your eyelids drooping, unable to stop the inevitable, you let them close. But before you fully drift off, you notice the change in the rise and fall of Simon’s chest. His arm is looser around you as you feel his whole body slowly relax.

“Si?” You whisper, not wanting to wake him if he had fallen asleep.

No answer.

“Are you asleep?” You try again, only a little louder this time as a self-satisfied smirk graces your lips.

“Hmmm?” He stirs a little, looping a leg over your two as he tucks the throw tighter around you both, “Just resting my eyes.”

Napping with Captain John Price Napping with Soap Napping with Gaz Napping with König CoD Masterlist

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reds-skull · 1 month

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I really should draw Soap more with his red mask, as you all can tell I love it

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bits-and-babs · 11 months

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𝐤𝐨𝐧𝐢𝐠 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 || 𝟏𝟖+ 𝐦𝐝𝐧𝐢

könig is utterly mortified when you discover he has a very sensitive neck. it happens by complete accident. you don't even realise when it happens, the look of sheer panic in könig's eyes when you lift the draping mask to his chin and press your fingers to his bandaged skin after he returns home following an injury on a mission in belgrade. he's fine, but poor könig's neck is flushed bright red. from there, you learn that you can reduce him to a panting, whining wreck just by sucking on his pulse. he squirms beneath you when you pinch the soft skin between your teeth, drawing a blooming purple bruise to the surface. “f-fuck, mein perle- i'm-" he groans, tilting his head back and rocking his hips off the sofa. könig's meant to be resting, recovering from the shrapnel that got lodged in his neck, but the pain is little deterrent to the arousal he feels when you drag your tongue over his jugular. "c-cumming-"

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gatorbites-imagines · 1 year

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hello good sir, might I request a ghost x reader fic where ghost and reader are married but the reader is soaps brother and after years of the reader talking about his husband soap is only just finding out its ghost, I like the whole idea reader and soap being related as I'm also scottish and I think it would be funny

Simon “Ghost” Riley x male reader

Headcanons

I have no idea how to write accents so there will be none of that, but it’s there in spirit.

- There’s a large chance you have to be military as well to have met Ghost in the first place, maybe you even went into training together or were placed on the same team when you both first started out.

- That would probably lead to you being there when everything with Roba happened, giving you your own scars and issues to deal with in the trauma section. But you and Simon lean on each other and survive.

- I could imagine you two just get married on impulse, both having fallen in love a while ago and after returning after Roba, you both just go down and get married at the court house, not wanting to lose the chance of being together forever.

- Neither of you ever really thought you’d get married, but you love each other too much to ever want to lose the other and being married helps settle some kind of fear you both have to being abandoned.

- Neither of you wear rings as they are easy to lose or get stolen, so you both get a ring tattooed around your ring finger, or get some other matching tattoo to show your union.

- After everything you decide to settle down somewhere in England where you and Simon have a house together, somewhere that’s close enough that you can visit your family in Scotland but be close to base if need be.

- Simon keeps going further in the military whilst you stay in England and become an expert in your areas, only going out on a normal number of outings as Ghost goes out on a large amount of them to further his career.

- He still makes time to stay with you though, not wanting you to feel neglected or forgotten.

- Its because of all his work that your family never actually meet Simon, but they see a few pictures you have around the house of the two of you, Ghost unmasked. And seeing as you refer to him as Simon and not as Ghost there’s no suspecting they’re the same person.

- Soap is most likely inspired by your own time in the military to join himself, as he wants to take down people like Roba or just to make the world a better place.

- No one knows fully what happened with Roba as its not something you talk about, but your entire family knows of the scars and the trauma you returned with, so they made their own conclusions.

- You’ve shown Ghost pictures of your family before, so he recognizes Soap immediately when they need, but Simon being Simon doesn’t say anything. He almost finds it entertaining and wants to see how long it takes for Soap to realize.

- As their friendship blooms they learn stuff about each other, though Ghost already knows most of it about Soap since you’ve told him about your brother over the years. That’s when Soap learns that Ghost is married, and he immediately asks who the lucky person is and if Ghost has pictures.

- Ghost immediately shoots it down, rolling his eyes at Soaps whining as he continues on with the mission, though he does chuckle a little to himself knowing the truth.

- Ghost also lies about not understanding Scottish, as you’ve spoken it around him long before you got married so he has picked up on most of it, but he finds it funny to poke jokes at Soap, so he keeps it up.

- During the entire thing that happened in the game you have no contact with your husband or your brother, which makes you extremely anxious and nervous, to the point where you get physically ill and have to take a few days off.

- You’ve become a captain of your own team of experts who worry about you since you aren’t in the best state, so they take over most of your work for you.

- When 141 returns to England they’re sent to stay at the base you run since you have space and the resources for it. When you hear that they’re coming you immediately return to base to welcome them, and to lessen your own fears.

- When they arrive you go to greet Price since he’s the captain, but when that’s over Soap throws himself at you and laughs as you catch him, worrying over him since he got hurt during the whole ordeal.

- That’s when he introduces you as his brother, saying you’ve been in the military game for years, and that your husband was military too. That’s when Soap makes a comment about how he’s never actually met the guy, since he’s always out on missions.

- That’s when Ghost steps closer to you, and as Soap makes a comment about how he hopes the guy at least makes enough money to pamper you with all the work he does, Ghost says that he sure hopes so, pulls up his mask, and kisses you.

- The 141 all buffer for a moment trying to comprehend what they just saw, and its Soap who comes out of his first and immediately yells that you two were married the whole time?? And Ghost didn’t say anything.

- That makes Simon and you start laughing. Your excuse is you didn’t know they were teamed up together, and Simon just says he wanted to see how long it took for them to figure it out. Price and Gaz will just laugh, whilst Soap complains that it isn’t fair.

- Its later that Soap realizes he’s seen Ghosts face before in the pictures you have in your home, and he immediately jumps to his feet and announces so. He and Ghost stay good buddies through all of this, though Soap does feel a little betrayed about the secret.

- After everything that’s happened with this mission Ghost and Soap both cut down on missions a bit, having almost lost their lives and wanting to spend more time with the people who matter.

- This means you finally get to bring Simon to meet your family, who all are extremely excited to meet your hunk of a husband. Soap of course refers to him as L.T the entire time.

- Soap will definitely use that he’s your brother and Ghosts brother in law during missions or sparring, saying that Ghost wouldn’t dare hurt his brother in laws feelings, right? As Ghost is about to throw him across the sparring mat.

- Soap would also call you when Ghost is working him to the bone, whining about your demon of a husband and asking how you can put up with him on a day to day basis. At that you just laugh and say your even worse with your rookies, so you don’t know why Soap is complaining.

- Just imagine a lot of family fluff, like you and Ghost being domestic and cooking dinner together, or cuddling on the couch, or helping Ghost learn to enjoy Christmas again after all these years.

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sinkovia · 2 months

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Nsfw, smut, 18+

Knight Simon x Princess Fem!Reader

Deep grunts escape from Simon's throat as he fucks you in your chambers, your moans muffled as he presses his hand over your mouth. The last thing Simon needed was for one of your handmaidens to catch you letting the kingdom's most barbaric knight fuck you in secret.

“Can't have anyone catching us princess.” Your eyes rolled back in your head as he continued to abuse your soft gummy cervix.

Simon had denied you at first, he didn't want to be the one to take the innocence and purity of the kingdom's princess and he wasn’t looking for a death wish if you got caught. But the more time he spent with you after your father knighted him as your sworn protector, the more he started to feel for you.

The more he would buck his thick veiny cock into his calloused hand as he thought of you. The image of you being buried deep with his throbbing cock, the sound of your soft moans echoing off the walls of your chambers.

Wanting you became a need fairly quickly and you were more than willing to let the man you admired from afar for so long take your purity away.

“I’m going to ruin you for the man you’re promised to, the second he sticks his worthless cock inside your pretty cunt he’ll know your innocence belongs to another man.”

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yawnderu · 2 months

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Simon Riley, whose most intimate display of trust is laying naked with you. He's not only trusting you with his body, but his soul. His scars tell stories that will never come out of his lips, leaving him as an enigma even when you're married.

He almost flinches out of reflex when your soft hand drifts down to his ribs, caressing the scars that being hung from a meat hook left him. Memories of Roba and the torture in Mexico fill his brain no matter how hard he tries to simply focus on how perfectly your body fits against his, skin on skin.

It takes a few seconds for him to snap out of it, distant gaze met by teary eyes and a trembling lower lip, your heart hurting for him. Burly arms wrap around your waist, bringing you even closer, his chest tight against yours, hearts touching— the way they were always meant to be.

His eyes go to the ring on his finger, gaze immediately softening, only holding you even closer when he feels your tears moistening up his bare neck, rubbing your back in a silent offer of comfort.

Thank you for this second chance at life.

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anticanonsposts · 5 months

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sex drought :(

nsfw-mdni, but also fluff

One time you go through a sex drought because he accidentally hurt you during sex

everything was going fine...

you guys were having sex in missionary and it was feeling amazing

but then...

he reached his right arm up and tried to grab your right wrist

(he was gonna bring your hand down so you could feel where your bodies were connected)

however you tried to reposition and prop yourself up on your elbows at the same time

and his knuckles collided with the side of your temple

his eyes shoot to you to see if you're ok and you verbally assure him you are

however seconds later you start crying while still telling him you are fine

i do not mean this lightly when i say this man freaks the fuck out

he immediately pulls away from you (and out of you) positioning you so you are in more of a sitting up position

he gently cradles your head and kisses whee he bumped into you

this is followed by man 'bitte bitte' 'i'm so sorry, please forgive me schatz'

you repeatedly say that its ok but he just shakes his head

for the next couple weeks anytime you mention needing to get up and grab something or do something he is already up at the speed of light, grabbing it for you

god forbid there is a small red mark on your face that sticks around for a couple days and guy's heart WRENCHES every time he notices it

even after a lot of reassurance that you were fine and you understood it was an accident he would not touch you sexually for so long (probably like a week and a half)

during this time no matter how much you teased, begged, pleaded with him he would not fuck you....ok jk

after weighing the pros and cons he would resort to just giving you head but would not allow you to do anything for him afterward

(he would usually just go rub one out in the bathroom afterwards)

when you finally do have sex again, the first few times he treats you like you are quite literally made of glass

and insists that you be the one in charge, calling the shots, feels a lot of relief when you are on top of him because he sees it as less risky

he just feels so bad that he hurt his perfect fucking angel and will probably always remember this

he always just wants to make you feel so safe with him and doesn't want anything to threaten that

(I have an increasingly unhealthy attachment to this man)

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