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all-purpose-dish-soap · 2 days

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hi hi!! saw the list of wips and was curious about the keegan ones :3c

also pls don’t put me in the basement i have finals next week and like three pieces i gotta work on!!!! and ig the petri dishes gotta be in the right conditions

no, no finals. only basement. mine now. <3

keegan number 1 for the wip ask game: soulmate keegan-- takes place during the mission "clockwork," for the cod: ghosts enjoyers!

It burns where he's gripping you. Sears your neck at the throat. It hurts so bad you white out for a moment. The man's arm tightens across your shoulders, pinning you to his chest, and you grab his forearm. He hisses in pain. Instantly, you both know what just happened: he soulmarked you; and you, him. He burned his handprint into your throat--the first place he touched you. You burned yours into his arm--singeing him through your gloves and through his disguise. Keegan knew his soulmate probably existed in the world somewhere, but never thought much about what it would be like to know her—if he ever had the chance at all. Still, finding his soulmate here and now--a Federation soldier in a Federation base, of all things--triggers an instinct in his mind that compels him to keep her from harm. That instinct wars with the need to carry out the mission at all costs. But his grip doesn't lessen. Instead, he tightens his arm around you, trying to keep a cool head. He drags you past his teammates--Logan, Hesh, and Merrick--and into an adjacent empty room. You can barely see anything, but you hear shouting and the exchange of gunfire. You struggle against his hold. "Let go of me!" "I'm not gonna let go." He shifts his grip to pry your head back, exposing the glowing soulmark formed at the base of your neck. His breath falls over the mark, and it glows hotter. Neither of you can ignore this. You're his soulmate. But here? Now? You're supposed to be an enemy; you're part of the Federation. He's not even supposed to let you live. But he's definitely not gonna let you die.

and keegan number 2: keegan in the cold-- with medic!reader. warning: keegan is mean.

"Why would you say that?" "Because I want you to understand who you are," Keegan hisses. "You can't handle using a gun because you're scared. You can't tell Hesh how you feel because you know he'd reject you. You'd be dead if I hadn't pulled you to safety. You're nothing without me. You're pathetic." You keep your mouth shut until the sting from his words fades. What he's saying isn't true. He's pissed and looking for control wherever he can get it because that's the kind of bastard he is. You will your voice to soften from anger into condescension. "Do you want that to be true, Keegan? Would it feed your ego?" "What I want is for you to admit that I was right," Keegan retorts, his tone growing more aggressive as you refuse to rise to the bait. "Admit that you rely on me. That without me, you'd be dead. That you're weak and pathetic and need me to be your shield. It's the truth, isn't it? Say it." "It sounds like you want it to be true." ”It sounds like you're avoiding the question.” "You want me to tell you I'm worthless?" “I want you to tell me I'm right." He leans closer, invading your personal space. "I want you to show me some gratitude for saving your life. Maybe treat me better than the dirt on the bottom of your fucking shoes." That takes you genuinely by surprise. Anger still simmers in your gut. But you tamp it down. You keep your head cool and your voice even. "Thank you, Keegan, once again," you bite out, "for saving my pathetic life. Happy?" "Thank you isn't good enough," Keegan growls, his tone dangerously low. "Keep talking."

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#but also hope your finals go/are going/went well!! boy do i not miss finals week. good luck! hope it's easier & less stressful than expcted!#ask #mine #tag game #snippet #soulmate keegan #cod #cod x reader #call of duty #call of duty x reader #cod ghosts #keegan #cod keegan #keegan p russ #keegan russ x reader #keegan russ x you #keegan p russ x reader #keegan p russ x you

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schizo-bbgs · 6 months

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Keegan ^(2)

#cod #call of duty #cod: ghosts #keegan #keegan p. russ #keegan cod

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yupstep · 3 months

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He has such a yummy voice 😤 I imagine he has that edgy fboy style but is actually a sweetheart.

Also I copy pasted his mask pattern from the wiki page :’D I didn’t feel like drawing that thing 4 times.

I was almost snowed in at work today so I did a doodle page of Keegan for fun. I got Gaz and Soap lined up too

#artwork #call of duty #cod modern warfare #cod mw2 #digital art #fanart #masked men #cod keegan #keegan p russ #Keegan #yummy voice man

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tumbwr · 1 year

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#COUND IT #found it*#borat 2 #keegan #posting

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casiia · 5 months

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༉‧₊˚. — KEEGAN p. russ; just a massage.

warnings .: x reader, smut, mdni 18+, female reader, prone-bone, speed bump, female anatomy, slightly unedited.

.: masterlist.

keegan who has your stomach pressed into the mattress, his thick thighs straddling the back of yours. his calloused hands are slipping under your shirt and you have to remind him that it’s just a massage.

he claims he knows, and says that your clothes are getting in the way. so you let him remove your shirt, his thumbs putting pressure on the spots that you complained about.

and when you moan into the sheets, he pushes down on you harder. arching your back into the bed and pressing his aching groin against your ass.

keegan keeps one hand on your back, keeping you still while his other one yanks down your pants.

you’re whining and squirming under him, knowing where this is going. you voice that you’re tired and too sore for this, to which he just coos and teases his index finger into your tight hole.

he’s mumbling into your ear — “i’ll take care of you.” “i’ll make the pain go away.” and he sounds so genuine, so needy. he’s slipping another finger into you, a cocky smirk on his face. you were so wet for him and he starts to think it’s because of the way his hands squeezed you, traveling down your skin and groping you lower down your back than you intended for.

your thighs squeeze together, and you have a pillow covering your face, muffling the moans that uncontrollably spill from your lips as your orgasm approaches. keegan only shakes his head at this, pulling his fingers out and holding you down.

you’re whining again, pleading for him to do something. he squeezed your hips apologetically, although his voice feigns any sign of sympathy. “you know the rules, bad girls don’t get to cum.”

and you feel tears run down your cheeks, exhaustion and an uncomfortable feeling settles in your stomach. you beg for him to help you, make you feel good so you can go to sleep.

how can he not listen to your pleas, he can’t just leave his girl in pain. so he’s leaning over to press kisses to your shoulders, his hands massaging at your lower back. you’re crying under him, the pain from your muscles almost too much to bear.

but suddenly his hard cock is slapping against your folds, smearing your juices in between your thighs. his fat tip nudges your clit and you gasp, your hips pushing back into him.

he allows you to do so, his arm wrapping around your waist and pulling you closer to him. keegan’s mumbling almost incoherently about how he’ll take so much care of you, make you forget about the pain, and fuck you so good you’ll fall asleep.

you hope that he keeps to his word, the feeling of his girthy cock slipping into your tight cunt makes you forget all about the pain that ran through your body. he doesn’t stop until he’s pushed all the way inside of you, the only thing you can focus on is the way your walls stretch to accommodate his size.

his chest is pressed against your back and you can hear his shaky breath, his kisses the top of your head, saying that it’s gonna be okay, and you’re gonna feel so good. he can’t help himself when you’re begging for it again, needing him and his touch.

so he’s thrusting into you at a pace that is no longer as sweet as his words or kisses. his head dropping into the crook of your neck, he’s pushing himself so deep inside of you that your brain goes all fuzzy. the only thing on your mind is keegan and how he’s stuffing you full.

AN: quick lil drabble cuz i hurt my back sooo bad yesterday and i've been thinking about this. someone lmk if this is ooc for keegan, i was kinda nervous to post this!!

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bnanamlkluvr · 1 year

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imagine walking around with these two beside you 😩🤚🏻 scary masked boyfriends privilege <3

but in reality —in private, they’re big softies for you

#cod ghost #cod #keegan #keegan p russ #simon ghost riley #simon riley #keegan x reader #keegan p russ x reader #simon riley x reader #simon ghost riley x reader

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wjehfshs · 9 months

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Keegan, Hesh, and Logan X reader who’s very light (picking you up)

I’m making this bc I feel super insecure about being underweight and not being able to put any weight on so I made some fluff to make myself feel better

Keegan

You two were playing around

Play fighting for a bit

He went to pick you up and yes he is strong but he was expecting to at least have to put in some work

So when he picks you up and you’re light asf he’s surprised

Doesn’t say anything but now he’s silently told himself to carry you around regularly since you’re so easy to pick up

Hesh

You were just standing in the hallway, thinking something over when Hesh snuck up behind you and picked you up

He was also expecting to have to put in work to pick up a whole human being

But when he was able to just pick you up like that. He went from 😄 to 😦

Literally that was his face

Shocked to say the least

“Dude wtf you’re so light” he doesn’t mean to be rude with that comment so if you get upset about it he’ll immediately apologise

Logan

You couldn’t reach something that was super high up

Logan couldn’t reach it either so you asked him to lift you up so you could grab it

As he did he kinda stumbled a bit because he had put in a lot of force, expecting you to be heavier

“Logan I swear if you drop me” you snapped playfully at him, but also trying to regain your own balance

#cod ghosts #cod ghosts x reader #Keegan p Russ #Keegan p Russ x reader #Keegan Russ #Keegan Russ x reader #Keegan #Keegan x reader #hesh walker #hesh Walker x reader #hesh x reader #hesh #Logan Walker x reader #Logan walker #Logan x reader #logan

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all-purpose-dish-soap · 23 days

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thinkin about ex-husband keegan p russ.

thinkin about how there's no way he doesn't show up at your front door within hours of the first ODIN attacks.

keegan fucking russ standing at your door at three in the morning without so much as a cursory greeting. makes you pack a suitcase with whatever bare essentials you can't live without. there's a lot of arguing involved but not a lot of conversation, as usual. you talk, sure, and he listens, nods, and then looks at his watch and says you need to move your ass or he's gonna move it for you.

next thing you know, you're in his passenger seat and he's driving you to his military base six hours away.

he doesn't bother to explain anything, but he does bother to ask you what happened to that fiance of yours.

you give him a heated look, one that says you're ready to square up. defensive, aren't you. that tells him what he wants to know and he scoffs, adjusting his one-handed grip on the steering wheel. good riddance.

you're one of the few civilians on base. you try to be civil with keegan, but falling into old habits is too fucking easy. you and keegan married young--it was a boot camp wedding for the benefits--and the marriage itself wasn't good. well--parts of it, certain parts, were good. really good.

none of it was healthy, mind you. just this cycle of arguing all day and then settling the argument in bed all night. sometimes well into the next day. you couldn't go twelve hours without picking a fight, and he couldn't let it go. not without putting you on your back and railing you until you forgot whatever the hell you were mad about.

something about keegan just makes you aggressive. just makes you want to bare your teeth and go for his throat. something about how impassive he is, how hard he is to rattle, makes you want to push him until he reacts.

you're in the perfect situation to piss him off on base by sleeping with some other dude.

or at least that's what you think.

keegan makes sure the other soldiers know you are one hundred percent off-limits. keegan's ex-wife? yeah, none of the other soldiers are gonna touch that with a ten-foot pole.

one or two joke around about how dumb he was to let a bombshell like you divorce his ass, but keegan shuts it down real fucking quick.

then he starts showing up at your door just to give you the chance to pick a stupid fight.

he finds himself pushing you farther and farther, finds himself craving that satisfaction he gets when you turn that heated look of pure loathing on him. he wants you to throw your barbs his way. not just the lighthearted teasing you toss out to his teammates--he wants you to lash out at him. give him everything you've got. make it hurt.

if you're glaring at him, belittling him, insulting him, you're not out there flirting with someone else. your attention is his.

he always seems to show up at your door when you're moody and listless. pent up with tension. your method of dealing with it involves this, mm, push and pull he enjoys. sometimes his squadmates send him to your door when they catch attitude from you.

"heard you got on everyone's nerves today," he tells you. "you gonna be a handful?"

you swing the door closed, wanting it to slam in his face, but you find it bangs into his boot instead. he bullies him way inside easily and shuts the door behind him.you skip past asking him what he wants and instead tell him to fuck off. straight to business. he's always liked that about you.

"keep talkin' like that and i'll really start enjoying myself," he tells you.

you retreat just to grab your cigarettes and light one up. he swipes your lighter faster than you can snatch it away.

you quit smoking after the two of you broke up. so did he. and here you both are.

"just came to check on you," he tells you. you both know that's a lie. you both know why he's here, and you both know why you aren't trying any harder to send him away. "you could use some friendly company."

you tell him in no uncertain terms that he's not friendly company.

he flips open a carton of cigarettes--your carton, you realize with a start. you didn't see him take it. he pulls out a cigarette and lights it up, but pockets the carton, a wry little smirk on his face.

"don't act like you hated it last night."

you snatch the cigarette out of his mouth and tell him he'd better not say a goddamn word about last night.

"sure, baby," he tells you, he watches your lips intently as you take a drag of his cigarette. "you know I can keep a secret."

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this is on you @keegansshark

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scarletevening · 7 months

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sing my lullaby [ keegan p. russ ]

m' so tired just wanna give him a smooch n cuddle

cw: none, fluff, civilian & fem!reader, keegan n' cute aggressions.

When Keegan gets home from deployment, his biggest present is nothing but the comforting warmth of your body. Clothed in his t-shirt that was too big for you, your body was sprawled across the bed, the sweet sight brought a warm smile to his face. In careful silence, he leaned his weight onto the bed, letting his knee sink into the plush sheets, adoring your drooling face of dreaming.

His hands are so cold, making you whine as his hands slip under his your shirt. Cold palms gently rub your belly as he curls into the crook of your neck, kissing the soft flesh. Soft murmurs leave your lips, words incoherent even in silence until your dry voice croaks into his hair,

"Keegan...?" Although cracked from sleep, in his eyes, your lips move like soft clouds of the heavens as they utter his name. Your voice too angelic to be speaking such cursed name of a war criminal, his husky voice hushs you softly, lulling you back to sleep as his arms weigh on your body like bulky stones. "Missed you."

The strings of his heart tighten, utterly infatuated with you. Such simple words, only two words, has his eyes burning as he stared at your closed eyes, unable to restrain the beam of affection the grew on his face.

"Missed you too, princess." His heart empties itself in silence as he leans his body on top of yours, chests colliding as he purrs into your skin in satisfaction, kissing the shoulder exposed by the collar of his shirt. Two hands in motion, one twisting your hair, even when you told him not to mess with it, the other gently caressing your tummy. He wants to crawl into your skin, nibble on your supple, silken skin until it's all he wants, because it is all he wants.

Warm turned cold as your voice rang with an irritated whine, lazily searching for the blanket. His smile only deepened with adoration, lips sluggish to kiss your cheek, the hand you saw as the bane of your bad hair days reached for the duvet. Warmth envelopes both of your figures, even so, your bodies stay interlaced, his hand returning to cup your head.

You murmur in your sleep again, an exhausted chuckle escaping Keegans lips as your hands rises to pet his hair. His face heats up, his vision blurry as he melts into you, his most cherished woman, as the urge of sleep overtakes him mind. Quiet arpeggios echo in his ear, rich sounds even with your dry throat. Still damp, your hands caressed his hair, working like a tender pacifier, soothing his aching body to join yours into the mindless azure of sleep.

He missed this, your voice, your soft hands. Keegan missed brushing his lips on your warm, supple skin, foolishly doing anything that you pleased. His body relaxed against yours, the weight of war rescinding from his strained shoulders. His hands paused, trembling in overwhelming love, heart rippling under the trained muscle across his chest as he pressed his nose further into your neck.

He wants to squeeze you in his arms until your head feels like it'll pop, he wants to memorize every millimeter of your perfect skin, he wants- needs to know every little of your body. He wants to pinch your cheeks until you squeal, wants to make sure eyes inch of your visible skin.

He sighs into your skin, mind numbing with your gentle tune that easily tamed his thoughts for the morning after, when he knew he could pinch and bite at you, even to your feigning of dismay, he knew you loved it.

Keegan knew you loved him, just as much as he loved you.

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him.

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ghosts6-6 · 3 months

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KEEGAN IS HOT 🥺

#call of duty #call of duty ghosts #cod #keegan #keegan p russ #hot daddy #cod keegan #so hot 🔥🔥🔥#ghost

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rodolfoparras · 7 months

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Cant stop thinking about Keegan who gets needy while out and about on a mission. Although most of his face is covered, one look from him and you already know what he’s thinking.

However you love to tease him a bit first, brushing your hand past his waist, leaning into his ear and letting your hot breath wash over his neck even going as far as giving him suggestive looks while dissembling your weapons or pinning a soldier under your weight.

You’ll have him pushed against a wall, grinding down onto his clothed cock while lightly nibbling on his ear. He’ll just whimper, hand desperately pawing all over your back to pull you closer to him.

However when you ask him what he wants the pretty boy can’t even muster up the words, feeling too embarrassed to say what he really wants.

But eventually you’ll get it out of him, finding out the pretty little whore just wants to suck on your cock so of course you push him down onto his knees, rolling his mask up to his nose and sliding your cock down his throat.

But before that you’ll tease him just slightly, slapping his clothed cheeks with the tip of your dick, watching the way precum smears all over the dark fabric, and the way he almost suckles on the mask as you teasingly drag your cockhead along his clothed lips.

And god it’s such a sight, pretty light eyes peering up at you beneath all that face paint and face mask. On top of that the only thing you can see below his nose is the way his pretty red lips stretch around your thick cock, cheeks hollowing out as he does his best to suck you off.

And once you cum in his mouth you’ll make him swallow before rolling down his mask, knowing he’s rock hard in his pants but forcing him to wait til you finish the mission.

#I love the word cockhead #Keegan #keegan x reader #Keegan x male reader #Keegan p Russ #Keegan p Russ x reader #Keegan p Russ x male reader #call of duty #x male reader #x male! reader #he looks like the perfect Angel to bully

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lucifermonsii · 2 months

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Sick Keegan ☆

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Keegan x male reader

Reader is mentioned to be bigger then Keegan

Summary: Keegan becomes sick so reader takes care of him

Genre: Fluff

The morning was silent, and cold. Probably because you woke up at 5 in the morning to get to training, so that what you did. Wanting to go to the fire range to practice your skills, but having to grab your firearm first. Which you left at Keegan's for going to his room last night for "extra curricular activities"

Upon arriving to his room you knocked softly on his door. Knuckles gently hitting against the hard wood door to gain entrance.

No response.

Strange.

Normally he would be up by now because he wants to "become better then you". But you know that's never going to happen no matter how confident and cocky he gets. Your eyebrows furrowing as you became a slight bit concern about him. You began to overthink about the things that could have happened.

Suddenly, a soft sniffle breaks you out of your trance, it came from his room. So you called out on him.

"Keegan, you in there?"

You questioned in a slightly concerned tone, voice smooth but monotoned due to it being so damn early in the morning.

"The door isn't locked"

He muffles behind the door, following with the slight sound of sheets shifting.

With a sigh you turned the handle and enterened his room, shutting the door behind you before looking over at Keegan on the bed under the blankets with your e/c eyes.

"I thought you'd be up already"

You said approaching his bed to take a close look at him in the dimly lit room, footsteps soft against the carpeted floor before kneeling down before him. Slightly lifting the blanket off of him to see his face, which was masked. God this man never takes off that balaclava does he?

Slightly half lidded eyes stared into yours as he sniffles, groaning as he furrows his eyebrows on annoyance. Slightly lifting his mask above his nose to wipe it. You raised an eyebrow at him before glancing at the box of tissues at his nightstand, a thermometer there too.

You place your warm calloused hand on his neck, realising that it's warm. A sigh leaves your lips as you remove your hand from his neck.

"How long has it been?"

"Not long, just last night.."

"And you didn't tell me?"

"Thought you wouldn't care"

Then, silence fills the room. You stared at him in disbelief with furrowed eyebrows to what he said, seriously? When did you never care for him? Sure you can be blunt sometimes but you're still caring.

With a sigh you sat down on his bed beside him, placing a warm hand on his side as you caress his torso with your thumb gently.

"I would care Keegs. I always am, Im sorry if i hadn't shown much affection towards you. You know how difficult it is working in a professional workfield"

Keegan stares in return. Looking at you with his blue eyes that stares at you tiredly. The room goes quiet once more, no words exchanged as eyes stares into one another.

Later.

There he lies upon his bed as a warm blanket draps over his tired body along with a wet cloth that sat on his forehead. On the bedside was his medicine and balaclava along with a thermometer, you sat on an armchair beside his bed with a book in hand. Eyes staring at his peaceful face as he slept.

Such a cutie..

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cheezbites · 8 months

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Dating Ghost

✎: I wrote this very late at night (4:38 am) or very early in the morning - when I was motivated by the sheer amount of notifications from my inbox, ty all sm for the love and support💕!!

♡Summary: Head cannons of dating Ghost <3

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Bf!Ghost has always been a black tea person, either he drank it alongside his breakfast or to calm him down on a rainy day. You were a coffee girl, you would go all out making them - milk, hazelnut syrups, whipped creams… You name it. And from this, another one of your childish inside jokes was born. You were conveniently in the kitchen at the same time as him, making your morning beverages.

“Hm,” you silently thought to yourself, contemplating if your idea was rational enough to act through with.

“Hmmmmm,” he jokingly imitated you, wondering what was on your mind.

You got a separate cup and mixed some of his tea with your coffee. You took the first sip and scorned your face at the unfamiliar yet vaguely distinguishable taste.

Soon he followed, not seeming to be too fond of it at first yet still drinking every last bit.

“Not too bad,” he silently muttered.

And every time you guys were in the kitchen making your daily beverages, the ‘CoTea’ (Coffee and Tea) inside joke was repeatedly brought up.

Bf!Ghost heard a sudden shriek from your bedroom, causing his heart to sink. His thoughts raced faster than the speed of how fast he was approaching your room, desperate to know what it was. What if it was an invader? He wouldn’t be able to live knowing that he wasn’t fast enough to save you from a serious threat, he’d hate himself and feel guilty every single day.

His breathing pattern returned to normal as he sighed in relief when he realised that it was just a spider on your bedroom wall.

“Shit,”

“It’s going to kill me!” You sputtered inattentively as you backed away as far as possible from the ‘murderous pest.’

He stacked a mount of tissues in his hand and effortlessly scooped it up, crushed it into remains of spider limbs and a brown fluid before tossing it in the bin. Shooting you a look that you swore said: ‘Seriously? All that commotion over that?”

“My saviour,” you quipped as you ran up to him and braced him in a tight hug.

Bf!Ghost was used to receiving the “Your eyelashes are so long!” ‘compliment’ from people, mainly from you. It always confused him as to why you pointed it out - maybe it was just a ‘girl thing’ he didn’t understand.

Bf!Ghost was sleep-deprived, sick and unwillingly glued to his bed after days of working, so you took care of him. (At night, when he was complaining about being too cold, you snuggled up next to him and fell asleep in his arms. Maybe he was faking it as an excuse to cuddle you, maybe…) You knew he had an energy drink addiction and some bad eating habits. Since quality meals require time, you poured that time into cooking for him. His gratitude toward you was beyond words, appreciating the care and effort you put into taking care of him. Your cooking not only filled his stomach but also warmed his heart, making every bite a taste of your love.

Bf!Ghost worked out often; so did you. You enjoyed each other's company at the gym, immersing yourselves in the shared playlist and the post-workout rush. His concern for you couldn't be contained. During some weekly sessions, he taught you self-defence techniques, a thoughtful gesture for times he couldn't be by your side.

Bf!Ghost loved making you say ‘please’, even after the smallest of favours. You tried to open your water bottle, but the lid seemed super glued on, you tried repeatedly but your attempts were in vain. You asked him to help you, forgetting one thing:

“Want me to feed you the water as well?” He sarcastically quipped with a shit-eating grin.

“Oh come on babe,”

“And what’s the magic word?” He asked expectedly.

“Please,” you stretched out your ‘please’ jokingly for the sole purpose of teasing him.

He seamlessly removed the lid which astonished you before handing you your water bottle. After all that effort and failed attempts, he made it look so easy.

Bf!Ghost Loathed being away from you; and you felt the exact same way. When he needed to leave or when you were gone, he would try to do things that reminded him of you. When you were teaching him how to cook your signature meals in the kitchen, he was picking up rapidly, improving and learning - soon enough he surpassed you in culinary skills. He remade your recipes to remind himself of you when you weren’t there, and you ‘borrowed’ a few of his hoodies, which were pleasantly engulfed in his scent.

Bf!Ghost Noticed you fell asleep during the horror movie you watched, the last thing he wanted to do was startle you or wake you up. He turned off the TV before heading to your room and placing your favourite blanket over you. He kissed your cheek gently and muttered a silent, “I love you.” Before calling it a night.

Bf!Ghost left wholesome notes for you to discover around the house; the messages were cheesy in the cutest way possible. Either him making you food after a long day of work and leaving it for you in the fridge with a brief note next to it, or a corny compliment stuck on the bathroom mirror for only you to see. It would be something along the lines of:

“Start your day off with a smile love, like the one you never fail to give me♡” (And I feel like this dude would have very messy handwriting, but when writing these notes he tried his best).

Bf!Ghost made most of the decisions in the relationship, you were very indecisive. This is probably the only thing he mildly dislikes about you - you were going through the trials and tribulations of a lifetime over picking between KFC and McDonald’s, you were persistent about what to order too, so he recommended stuff to you or sometimes ordered for you.

(I just know if you both got drinks, he specifically requested only one straw so you guys could share it).

Bf!Ghost was the “‘Scuse me, she asked for no pickles,” boyfriend, who would secure you a refund and a newly made burger, (mainly due to how intimating he gets at times).

You thoroughly enjoyed him looking out for you, though, knowing that he cared that much about you made your heart flutter only from thinking about it.

PART TWO IS OUT!!! <3

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