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forsworned · 3 months

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⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀˗ˏˋfailed mission bluesˎˊ˗

꒰ঌa/n໒꒱ this fic was inspired by @ragingbookdragon bc holy shit they are absolutely talented and their writing style and the way they pick out little moments here and there in a chaptered fic kind of way but not quite? just a very casual yet perfect way to write idk if that makes any sense but anyways i just wanted to get out of my writers block and write this

꒰warning(s) ig suggested poly relationship???꒱

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀˗ˏˋrequests are openˎˊ˗

Nobody had anticipated today's events. The mission was a failure. Rare, but it did happen every so often when communications went interrupted, information was falsified and one slip up from one person caused a domino effect. Still, no one was at fault.

"It was bad intel, mate." Kyle softly says to Johnny.

Johnny merely stares at his scotch that had been downed a few moments ago, the ice clattered and seeped at the bottom of the glass.

"I know." He lets out a sharp exhale from his nose.

Price glances over at Johnny before making eye contact with the bartender. "Any chance of a drink sometime this week?"

The bartender chuckled at the playful jab. "Aye, 'll be ready by tomorrow night."

The bartender came over to serve a bottle Stillman's to Price, but he tilted his head in Johnny's direction and the bartender picked up the signal. Johnny's eyes flickered up for a moment and the bartender gives him a kind smile. "On th'house."

The corners of the Scot curl up into a half smile. "Ahh, thanks mate." He murmured. His mind was flooded with distracting thoughts as he watched his glass being filled. He nodded at the bartender and then caught the gaze of Simon, not quite leering, more analyzing than anything but still scrutinizing if only a bit.

Johnny turned away and lifted the glass to his lips. The fiery liquid gave a pleasant burn in his chest. It was quiet save for the sound of Irene Kral crooning over the speakers and the soft pattering of rain against the glass. The bells at the bar entrance rang and the squelching of shoes against the hardwood floors made their ears perk up.

"Hey." She beamed at them, a little glint of light on the gloomy day. Her clothes are drenched as she removed the hood of her rain jacket. Lips glossed, skin dewy and her eyes shining under the dim light. The light frangrance of rosejam and vanilla permeated the air that she stood in.

"Lil late to the party, don't y'think, lass?" Kyle's smooth voice lightened the mood, as if her presence hadn't made them find oxygen once again.

She chuckled. "Yeah, sorry, was--"

"Feedin' that damn cat again, weren't ya?" Simon piped up as he sipped at his scotch and casted a quick glance her.

Her grin grew. "Oh don't be such a--"

He put his hand up to stop her. "'m not drunk enough for this conversation yet."

That earns a laugh from everyone. An impish quip from Simon was nothing that they were a stranger to, although, it happened more often than not when she was around. The mood lifted once more as Price grabbed a barstool and dragged it between him and Simon.

"Hava seat, duck." Price licked his lips as he sipped at his drink and he peered over at the bartender once more as he raised a finger at him.

She smiled at the bartender and waved her hand around and shook her head. "No drink for me tonight, Archie."

Archie raised his brows at her. "The missus doesn't want a drink, t'night?"

"Expectin' a wee one soon." Price larked with a grin as he patted her playfully over her womb.

She laughed and swatted his hand, peering up at Archie. "Not a chance. I'm not in the mood is all."

Archie nodded and went to tend to other patrons that entered the pub. There was a small moment of silence as she huffed a bit and set her bag on the bar. She unzipped her jacket and a pair of hands were on her shoulders.

"I'll take it." Johnny's voice was subdued as he peeled it off her form. She thanked him with a smile and he may have melted at the way she looked up at him with those eyes. He padded over to the other side of the room where the coat hanger was at.

"Taking it a bit hard?" she murmured to Price and Kyle and they gave nods and half smiles.

"Poor thing." She said as Archie brought over a ginger beer, popping open the cap and she laughed. "Thanks."

Another silence as Johnny joined them again. It was a numbing feeling. The feeling of something so grandiose slipping right through your fingers.

Her jaw ticked in annoyance. The sound of molars gritting hard against each other was loud as they glanced over at her. "We were right there."

Johnny hung his head.

"Not your fault, y'know." She fiddled with the cap that was left behind as she sipped at her bottle.

"It's not, Johnny." Simon agreed.

That struck a cord in him. His hand tightened around the glass and he felt a baseball sized lump gathering up in his throat. He decided on keeping his mouth clamped shut.

"Jus' glad you're alive, mate." Kyle clapped the Scot's shoulder.

"Otherwise we'd have to kill ya ourselves." Price chirped up. Another wave of laughter. A small smile adorning Simon's lips as he took another sip of his scotch. The solemn mood overcoming all of them once more as they sat there in silence. Indeed there was nothing they could've done, but the deadened feeling of a failed mission was unmatched.

#cod x reader #call of duty imagines #mw imagines #simon riley x reader #ghost x reade #soap x reader #gaz x reader #call of duty x reader #call of duty #kyle garrick #kyle garrick x reader #john price x reader #captain john price #john soap mactavish #john mactavish x reader #simon ghost x reader #poly 141

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daisies-daydreams · 8 months

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Please I’m begging for you to do a könig x Virgin!reader pleaseeee

Kirsche (König x F!Virgin!Reader)

Pairing: König x F!Virgin!Reader Category: Smut (18+); Slight Angst Warnings: Graphic descriptions of genitalia, vaginal fingering, breast play, clit play, missionary position, protected sex, painful sex (König is hung like a horse 😳), hickeys, swearing, pet names, brief mentions of blood/hymen tearing, Google Translate German (please let me know if I need to change anything in the comments) Word Count: 3.5k+

A/N: Hi! Thank you so much for your request! I've been itching to do some COD x Virgin!Reader, so your request came at the right time! König’s real name (Mathias) was inspired by this post by @ragingbookdragon. I hope you enjoy!

MINORS/AGELESS BLOGS DNI

It was his eyes that captured your attention. Those piercing, icy blue eyes that softened when you reported for duty the first day after you were transferred to his unit. Granted, it was the only part of his body you could visibly discern...and yet it never stopped your heart from skipping a beat each time the two of you shared a subtle glance. Subtle glances turned to subtle conversations, and conversations to touches that...weren't so subtle.

And yet, he always refused to go further than the occasional making out and dry humping. You decided that changes tonight.

You were seated in the Colonel’s lap, his hands caressing your waist as he playfully nipped along your jaw. Your sweet giggles floated around the air like bubbles as your lover rubbed his massive hands along your hips, his lips curled into a soft grin. His muscles tensed as you placed your hands on his chest, his heartbeat quickening beneath your touch. König pulled back, his ginger brows knitting together as he gazed at your face.

“Tschuldigung. Am I being too much, Hase?” he drawled, his gravelly voice causing goosebumps to break out over your arms [I’m sorry; bunny]. You licked your lips and shook your head, inching your clothed heat closer to his crotch as you wrapped your arms around his muscular neck. His breath audibly hitched as you rested your crotch over his flaccid cock.

“No,” you whispered, lips ghosting over his own as your thumb caressed the back of his neck. You pushed your breasts against his pecs as you kissed the corner of his mouth. “In fact…I think you weren’t being enough,” you giggled as you gently ground your sex over his own. A deep groan escaped from König’s mouth as his hands squeezed your sides.

“Hase…” his voice trailed off as he pulled his head back. You frowned, ceasing your movements over his sex as your heart sank. His chest heaved as he averted your gaze, hands still stroking your hips.

“König?” you asked as he nervously bit his bottom lip. His wide shoulders fell as he sighed before he looked back up.

“I’m sorry, (Y/N),” he murmured. You tilted your head, waiting for him to continue. “I-I don’t think you’d want to have your first time with someone like me,” König sighed. Your lips parted as you exhaled. Your hands slid from his neck to cup his scarred cheeks.

“König, believe me when I say that I’d have no one but you as my first,” you said firmly. He shook his head, his eyes full with a subtle pain.

“Nein. I-I just…don’t want to hurt you,” he confessed. Your shoulders slumped as a quiet gasp left you. “I’m too big for someone’s first time,” König elaborated, his cheeks flushing a deep shade of red. You paused before rubbing your thumb over one of his bigger scars, giving him a warm smile.

“It’s okay, I trust you,” you murmured softly. His cheeks flushed bright red as his frown shifted. You let yourself sink further into your lap, your hard nipples rubbing against your bra as you kept him close to you. “I trust you, König,” you repeated as you arched your back.

“Mathias,” he suddenly said. You froze. His pupils were blown as his hands shook over your body. “My...my real name is Mathias,” your lover clarified. Your cheeks grew warm as your heart melted.

“Mathias,” you moaned gently as you caressed his cheeks. He grunted in response, his breath stuttering as his lips began to dance with yours. Both of you held each other as you kissed passionately, the heat inside your body consuming you like a raging fire. You couldn’t stop the small moans and whimpers falling from your lips as you felt his cock grow just a little harder beneath your pussy.

“Hase…would you like to go to the bedroom?” he asked, his hands moving down to cup the globes of your ass.

“God, please,” you panted.

“Gut,” he rumbled before gently picking you up. You squealed as you wrapped your legs around his lower back as he held you up by your bum. Your lips found each other again, your kisses becoming more sloppy and heated as he stomped towards his bedroom. “So gut,” Mathias groaned into your mouth as he kicked his door open.

You blushed as he gently placed you down on the bed, your hair fanning around your face as he slowly caged you in with his burly arms. His face was already flushed as he leaned back down, resting his hips over yours. You squealed as his tongue slid across your bottom lip. You opened your mouth, allowing him to slip it inside. The wet smacks of your lips and tongues dancing around each other made your walls pulse and chest tighten. Eventually he pulled back, his lips coated with your combined spit as he panted above you.

“Liebling,” Mathias cooed as he brushed his hand over your cheek [Darling]. You tilted your head to the side to kiss along his palm as he admired you from above. The soft smile he gave you made your heart flutter as his hands moved down to the bottom of your sweater. “May I touch you?” he asked. You vigorously nodded your head.

“Please, Mathias-I need to feel you,” you begged. His eyes widened a little as he chuckled, pecking your cheek.

“Don’t worry, mein Hase. You’ll feel me soon enough,” he purred as he rolled your sweater up, revealing your black, lacy bra [my bunny]. He took a sharp breath as he observed your contained breasts, shifting his gaze between your face and tits. You felt a wave of heat soar across your skin as he plucked at your bra straps before sliding his hands below your back.

Your breath stuttered as he unclasped your bra, his pupils blown and locked on your chest as he pulled the garment off. You averted his gaze as you shifted underneath him, feeling yourself grow smaller and smaller as your mind raced with a million thoughts a minute. You immediately looked back up when he caressed your cheek, his scarred face adorned with a gentle smile.

“Hinreißend,” he murmured gently as he stroked his thumb across your cheek [gorgeous]. An audible exhale escaped from your slightly swollen lips as he planted a chaste kiss to your forehead. “But I’d still like to see the rest of you,” Mathias winked as his hand slipped further down your body, fingers trailing along your sides. You gasped when you felt his lips attach to your neck, his hands hooking on the band of your pants. He paused his ministrations and raised his head.

“Are you sure you still want to do this?” Mathias breathed. You licked your lips and let your hands fall on top of his. His face softened as you squeezed your thumbs against his palms.

“Please fuck me, Mathias,” you moaned into his ear. His face reddened as he nodded, pressing kisses along your jawline as he pulled your pants and panties down your legs. You raised your hips to help him fully slip them off, giggling as he eagerly threw them across the room. Mathias muttered something beneath his breath as his ocean blue eyes scanned you up and down, drinking in the sight of your naked form.

“Oh, Liebling,” he purred as a noticeable bulge began to swell beneath his sweatpants. You propped yourself up on your forearms before placing a hand on his torso. He gasped quietly as you rubbed your palm over the divots of his abs.

“Mathias, ich will dich auch nackt sehen,” you said [I want to see you naked, too]. His eyes grew wide while his hips bucked forward, your hand falling down to the hem of his slacks. Mathias groaned as he made quick work to discard his shirt as you tugged his pants down. Your jaw dropped when his hard, girthy cock sprang free and slapped against his toned belly. His massive thighs shook as you continued to stare at it before your love cleared his throat.

“I know, it’s-” he nearly choked when you wrapped your hand around his shaft and began to stroke it. He released a feral groan as you bit your lip, giving his cock a gentle squeeze as you ran your thumb across his dribbling slit. You couldn't help but blush at the fact that your hand couldn’t fully wrap around his thick member. “Frecher Hase,” Mathias groaned as you glided your fingers along his throbbing dick [naughty bunny]. You squeaked when he clasped his hand over yours, his breathing ragged and pupils blown with pure lust.

“Liebling, while I appreciate you wanting to make me feel good, I really want to spoil you for your first time,” he panted. Your grip on his dick loosened as fireworks sparked inside of your chest. Your eyes glistened as you nodded, drawing a soft smile from him. “Braves Mädchen,” he whispered as he released his hand from yours [Good girl]. You squeaked as he let his hands fall to your knees, spreading your legs wide open. It sounded like all air left Mathias’ lungs as he stared at your weeping slit.

“Oh, look at you-weinst zwischen deinen Beinen, nur für mich,” he murmured as he gently brushed the tips of his fingers over your lower lips [cry(ing) between your legs for me]. You squealed as he spread your labia apart with his thick digits, his lips finding their way to the mound of your breast. You moaned as he flicked your nipple with his tongue while his thumb finding its way to your puffy, tender clit. Mathias grunted as he puckered his lips around your soft areola, his tongue lapping at the hardening bud as he massaged your bundle of nerves.

“A-Ahh,” you keened as he played your body like a musician finding their tune. The sparks of pleasure begin to seep deep into your core as Mathias nibbled on your nipple, his thumb now working tight circles around your clit. Suddenly your tit fell from between his lips, your nipple coated with his saliva as he met your gaze.

“Hase, can I finger you?” he groaned, voice husky and filled with hunger. You felt warmth spread from head to toe as you nodded.

“Please, ich brauche dich,” you keened [I need you]. Mathias’ eyes lit up as he slid his fingers back and forth along your slick entrance, the light squelch causing you to moan softly. He dipped his head against your other breast this time as he gently pushed the tip of his thick finger past your tight entrance. You choked as he slowly moved his finger inside, each curve and divot of his digit caressing your plush walls.

“Are you feeling okay?” Mathias asked, his finger only half-way inside your oozing hole. You swallowed and nodded.

“Y-Yes, please, don’t stop,” you begged him as you shifted your hips forward, causing his finger to sink further inside you. Mathias smiled as he slowly pumped his digit inside, drawing one moan after the other from you.

“Such pretty little noises you're making,” he groaned as he delicately massaged your walls. You panted and gasped as he soon added another digit, stretching you out even further. Tears pricked at the corners of your eyes as the feeling of fullness overwhelmed your mind and body. “You’re taking my fingers so well, mein Liebling,” Mathias muttered as he crashed his lips over yours, hungrily swallowing your moans [my darling]. Your legs shook as he curled the pads of his fingers against your g-spot, your loud moan cascading against his skin.

“Oh fuck-I just love the way your warm pussy hugs me,” he purred. Hot tears streamed down your cheeks as you felt your walls spasm around his fingers, the sting of the stretch blending with the warmth of your pleasure. He pulled back, his brows knitting together as he slowed his movements. “Hase, I’m not hurting you, am I?” Mathias asked, his voice laced with guilt. You blinked away a few more tears as you shook your head.

“N-No…well, a little,” you said sheepishly as you shrank beneath him. His lips parted as he frowned. “Mathias, it’s okay! I expected to feel a little sore,” you rapidly said as he began to slip both of his fingers out. The man above you froze, his chest rising and falling quickly as his eyes remained wide.

“Are you sure?” he asked, his voice trembling ever so slightly. Your face felt flushed as your slick dribbled past the seam where his fingers were stuffed deep inside you.

“Mathias…bitte steck deinen Schwanz in mich,” you whined as you began to gently fuck yourself on his fingers [please put your cock inside me]. His eyes somehow grew even wider as his breath hitched.

“Scheiße,” he groaned [Shit]. You gasped at the sudden feeling of emptiness. You caught a glimpse of his glistening fingers before he leaned over to his nightstand and pulled out a packet. Your heart beat like a hummingbird’s wings as he pulled the condom out and rolled it over his massive length. He smiled down at you as he then grabbed a bottle of lube, slipping the cold substance over his covered dick before gently rubbing it against your entrance. You mewled as he gazed into your eyes while clasping one of his hands over yours, his other guiding the fat tip of his cock to your entrance.

“I’m going to go slow, alles klar?” Mathias whispered [okay/understand?]. You nodded, your cunt pulsing as the head of his dick kissed your hole.

He smiled, kissing the corner of your mouth before starting to push himself inside. You immediately squeezed his hand as you felt the burn of his cock breach the ring of your entrance.

“I know, I know Liebling-just hold onto me,” he murmured gently as he pushed himself further inside. You bit the inside of your cheek, your knuckles growing pale as you tried to steady your breathing. A low rumble fell from his lips as his head finally slipped inside. “That’s it, just breathe,” Mathias whispered, letting his girthy shaft sink deeper as his hot breath fanned across your cheek.

You yelped when he rested his thumb on your clit again, rubbing it gently as his cock stretched you more than your dildo ever could. He kissed your tears away as you shuddered beneath him, your pussy aching and burning with pain and pleasure.

“Doing so, so good for me Schatz,” he praised, causing your cunt to gush with arousal [Treasure]. The sudden rush of slick made him suddenly slip even deeper, causing you to whimper. He coped as he squeezed your hand, gently massaging your clit as he felt your soft cunt flutter around him. You gasped when you felt the head of his cock kiss your cervix.

Your entire face erupted with heat as you looked down to see his member sheathed inside you, a small bulge appearing just beneath your lower belly. You melted when you felt him kiss your forehead.

“I knew you could take me,” he smiled brightly as he peppered your face with small kisses. Your smile faltered as your shoulders fell. “But, you barely look like you’re inside,” you said. Mathias cooed as he ceased stroking your clit.

“It’s alright, Liebling. I’m just so, so glad to be sharing such a tender moment with you,” he said sweetly. Your face softened as he kissed you gently before letting his hips rest over yours, his hand still wrapped around your own. You sighed into the kiss as Mathias let his cock rest inside your snug pussy, the stretch still burning as both of your breathing grew heavier.

“Mein Kätzchen, is it alright if I start moving?” he panted into your ear [my kitten].

“Please, please Mathias,” you practically sobbed as your pussy gripped his length. Your lover groaned before giving your hand another squeeze, grinding his hips in a steady rhythm. You moaned and dipped your head into his wide shoulder as you felt his cock gently massage your walls. “Yes, so gut,” he groaned as he began to rock his hips forward. Your moans filled the bedroom as you slid your leg down. He grunted as you caged him in, wrapping both of your trembling legs around his taut lower back.

“Ah, Mathias,” you mewled as you heard the soft plap of your sexes as he thrusted inside you.

“What is it, Liebling?” he said as he gently looked into your eyes. You swallowed another moan as you felt the bulbous tip of his cock graze over your sensitive spot.

“Please, I-I need more,” you begged him. His gaze grew even more hungry, yet his face was tight with restraint.

“But, Hase-” you smashed your lips against his, nibbling on his bottom lip.

“Just a little faster…please?” you asked with sparkling eyes. Mathias sighed before pecking your lips.

“Well, who am I to deny meinem Hase?” he smiled before snapping his hips forward. You clenched your hand against his as he picked up the pace, eagerly thrusting his cock inside your wet hole. You threw your head back as you moaned, the pain slowly melting into pure bliss with each tender thrust of his dick. You screamed as you felt his lower stomach rub against your clit as he growled against your neck.

“Yes!” you keened as he scraped his teeth over your pulse, his cock twitching inside your gooey walls as the room was overwhelmed with a symphony of your lewd noises. Your head grew dizzy as your body burned with pleasure, a knot in your core growing tighter and tighter as your boyfriend plunged his cock inside your stretched hole.

“I-I never want this to end, Kätzchen!” Mathias moaned as he suddenly lurched up and grabbed your hips. You cried out as he now pistoned his cock, your slick gushing out as he rocked his hips at a hungry pace.

“Fuck, Mathias!” you squealed as you gripped the bedsheets, the pressure inside of you ready to burst.

“O-Oh, fuck,” he groaned with a strained voice as you looked into his icy blue eyes.

“M-Mathias, I’m-I’m gonna-” your jaw went slack before you could finish. You wailed as your eyes rolled back, your pussy suddenly holding his cock in a vice grip as the balls of your feet sank into his muscular lower back. You could barely hear his voice as you sank into your euphoria, your cunt contracting around his meaty shaft as soft moans and whimpers tumbled past your swollen lips. You felt yourself grow limp in his hold as you floated back down from your high.

“Gott, that was incredible, Schatz,” he praised as he sloppily thrusted into your cunt, still aching for his own release. His brows furrowed in concentration before he suddenly threw his head back “(Y/N!),” Mathias moaned loudly as his cock swelled inside your gummy walls. You shivered as you heard a string of grunts and moans fall from his mouth as he froze, the warmth of his cum flooding the rubber sending a ripple of pleasure through you. Mathias panted as he kept you close, his cock twitching a few more times before he rested his forehead against yours. Both of you were quiet as you caught your breaths, your bodies covered in a sheen of sweat. Mathias chuckled softly as you gently kissed his lips.

“Ah, you did so well for me, mein kleiner hase,” he praised as he rested his hand against your cheek [my little bunny]. You winced when he pulled his cock out, your pussy now feeling so cold and empty without him. Mathias frowned as he leaned back, seeing a trail of blood leak out of your stretched hole.

“What’s wrong?” you asked. He gave an uneasy grin as he patted your cheek.

“Your hymen must've torn during sex,” he said with a shaky voice, averting your gaze as his face flushed. You nodded, hoping that he wasn’t beating himself up over it. You took his hand, squeezing it tenderly as you smiled.

“Want to take a bath?” you asked. His eyes lit up as he nodded. “Good…but I think you might have to carry me,” you blushed. Mathias’ eyes widened as he stammered, making you giggle. “I’m kidding, though I might have to lean on your side to get there,” you chuckled before pecking his cheek. You gasped when he easily picked you up like a ragdoll and carried you towards the bathroom.

“I said you don’t have to carry me, silly!” you giggled. Mathias chuckled as he walked through the doorway.

“I know, but I like having you in my arms like this, mein kleiner hase,” he smiled [my little bunny]. You sighed as you rested your head on his chest.

“I love you, Mathias,” you said as you clung to his shoulders. Mathias grinned ear to ear before planting a kiss on the crown of your head.

“I love you too, (Y/N),” he whispered.

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Thank you for reading! ❤️

Taglist: @maybethatfanfictionwriter

Edit: Thank you so much @quasarherz for helping me correct my German!

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clangrogu · 2 months

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DC x Reader Fic Recs

It Got Worse by @hannibals-favourite-meal (Clark Kent x Reader, F!Reader, Wayne!Reader, SFW, Pregnancy, Bruce is overprotective)

Office Crushes by @hannibals-favourite-meal (Clark Kent x Reader, SFW, A/B/O Dynamics, Omega!Reader, Plus size!Reader, Slight angst, Protective!Clark)

Playground Chaos by @kimberly-spirits13 (Jason Todd x Reader, GN!Reader, SFW)

At the Stitches by @kimberly-spirits13 (Jason Todd x Reader, Black Widow!Reader, F!Reader, SFW, Reader has magic)

To the Paparazzi by @innerwomen (Bruce Wayne x Reader, F!Reader, Batmom!Reader, Husband!Bruce Wayne, SFW, Slight angst, Body shaming, Mild swearing, COVID-19 mentions)

Keep the Doors Locked by @hannibals-favourite-meal (Bruce Wayne x Reader, Batmom!Reader, Batboys x Batmom!Reader F!Reader, NSFW, Smut, Getting walked in on, Bi!reader mention)

Just a Couple More Minutes by @innerwomen (Bruce Wayne x Reader, Batboys x Batmom!Reader, F!Reader, Batmom!Reader, Husband!Bruce Wayne, SFW, Slightly Suggestive)

Illegal by @hannibals-favourite-meal (Batmom!Reader, Damian Wayne x Batmom!Reader, Bruce Wayne x Reader, F!Reader, SFW, Implication of smut, Puberty mentions)

What Is A Mother, But The Woman Who Loves Us Most? by @ragingbookdragon (Batmom!Reader, Batboys x Batmom!Reader, Bruce Wayne x Reader, F!Reader, SFW, Angst, Hurt/Comfort)

I Have Too Many Children by @ragingbookdragon (Batmom!Reader, Batboys x Batmom!Reader, Bruce Wayne x Reader, F!Reader, SFW, Implications of sex)

I’ve Finally Found Something For My Shelf by @ragingbookdragon (Batmom!Reader, Batboys x Batmom!Reader, Bruce Wayne x Reader, F!Reader, SFW)

"You're the best thing that has ever happened to me" by @allysunny (Bruce Wayne x Reader, F!Reader, SFW, Pregnancy, Bale!Bruce Wayne)

A New Beginning by @hannibals-favourite-meal (Bruce Wayne x Reader, Plus size!Reader, F!Reader, SFW)

Slumber Party by @bippot (Adrian Chase x Reader, F!Reader, SFW, Reader is kidnapped and kinda traumatised, Canon typical violence, Minor injuries)

Now or Never by @whirlybirbs (Adrian Chase x Reader, F!Reader, SFW, Mild depiction of injuries, Reader is a retired hero)

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ghostandsoap · 1 year

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ghostandsoap’s Favorite Works

Hi, everyone! Here’s a list of all of my favorite MW2 fics/one-shots/drabbles/blurbs plus their authors! Some of these are smutty and some are not. Sometimes fics don’t have titles, so I always put a filler title for the sake of easy access to the original work. I have a key below that’s similar to the one on my masterlist to guide you! This will be updated as time goes on!

☾ means smut

To these lovely authors: DM me if you don’t wish for your work to be listed! I will remove it if you so wish! :) ALSO! If I put (no official title) and there is actually a title, PLEASE let me know! Sometimes when a fic is answered as a request, the title isn’t clear.

In this list, if a group of fics is indented, they’re all by the same author :)

♡ Simon “Ghost” Riley ♡

keep you close. - mvtthewmurdvck

give peace a chance - moondirti

all’s fair - kil-g

Sleep On the Floor - circe69

A Helping Hand - strikecommander

Ghost, Soap, and Reader Banter (no official title) - ragingbookdragon

Do You? - river-fics

Don’t Make A Habit of Dying - realmofimagines

Name me a Reason - fict1onallyobsessed

tattoos - vcnillazelda

merry christmas, lieutenant - nsharks

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Ghost Giving Oral * (no official title) - charnelhouse

Maskless Kisses (no official title and a terrible filler one that I made up) - charnelhouse

safe house * - charnelhouse

boxed cake - charnelhouse

subtle * - charnelhouse

Semi-Public Sex * (no official titles) - charnelhouse

Ghost Licks (no official title) - charnelhouse

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the little things - halfmoth-halfman

little treasures, life’s pleasures - halfmoth-halfman

#simon riley #simon riley x reader #simon riley x female reader #ghost #ghost x reader #ghost x female reader #simon 'ghost' riley #simon 'ghost' riley x reader #simon 'ghost' riley x female reader #ghostandsoap recs

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1donoow · 11 months

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VIDEO GAME REC

PT.1

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♡ - smut

Most of them are fluff

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<a/n>i somewhat explain why there's alot in my pin post

poppy playtime

security breach [montgomery gator][sunnydrop/moondrop]

the last of us [ellie williams][joel miller]

call of duty[task force 141][alejandro vargas][simon 'ghost' riley]

———POPPY PLAYTIME———

@clanwarrior-tumbly - reader being a same model as huggy

- Reader being an older janitor who never left

- bunzo learning that it's reader birthday

- the toys reacting to the reader carrying a kick-me-paul

- reader being the creator of huggy wuggy pt.1 pt.2

———SECURITY BREACH———

@clanwarrior-tumbly - security breach with a facepainter reader

- gregory and freddy finding the technician's secret office

- security breach with a mouse animatronic

- Canon animatronic meets y/n a kangaroo

- the animatronic receiving a tiny version of them self

@rainbowapocolypse - first encounter pt.1 pt.2 (animatronic! maintenance! reader)

@blueberrys-writings - scary dog privileges

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montgomery gator

@clanwarrior-tumbly - monty with a small moth animatronic

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sunnydrop/moondrop

@srslysierraa - hand in hand

@g00mb13 - headcannon

@clanwarrior-tumbly - sun and moon with a swordfighting fox animatronic

- Reader apologizing after getting banned

- sun helping overnight worker!reader clean

- reader calming moon when the light go out

- separate bodies

————THE LAST OF US————

ellie williams

@gonzo-rella - helping out ellie when she gets her period (platonic)

@elliesmainhoe - headcannon with a feminine s/o

@bubbles-for-all-of-us - that's my mom (platonic)

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joel miller

@forever-rogue - before

- hey kid

- bookish

@multific - a little friendlier

@luveline - grumpy x sunshine

@yelena-bellova - twenty years later masterlist

@peterparkersnose - christmas vibes

@nexusnyx - miss sunshine ♡

- my fellow, my guy ♡

- imagine being loved by me

@joels6string - cup o'joel

- haircut

@joelsgeetar - ___

@baevillier - regulars

@adora-but-ginger - sparks fly

@nanatargaryen - beach day

- grumpy x sunshine (platonic! immune!reader)

- joel and sarah miller x daughter!sister!reader

@wardenparker - for her

@from-the-clouds - savior complex

@orangevtae - I'm right here

- walking sins, lost tragedys

@talaok - incentive

- hunting lesson

- interrupted

- stay

@ourautumn86 - stray pt.3

@heartpascal - I am good (platonic)

- the crooked kind (platonic)

@angelltheninth - rescued by joel miller

@joshuagrayboy - jealous joel miller hc

- more than friends

———— CALL OF DUTY ————

task force 141

@sant-riley - random task force 141 x gen z member headcannon pt.3

- headcannon pt.2

@meatonfork - grim x platonic 141 hc

@itzclouding - becoming a shadow

@venomous-ragno - ghost and könig wirh a reader who has a big dog

@gatorbites-imagines - ___

@imaginesheaven - medic reader x tf 141 hc

@starstruckmiraclekitty - with a reader who sneeze like a kitten

@mangowafflesss - s/o who plays the sims

- Cod Boys Noticing their S/O Phone Screen is of Them

@a-small-writer-in-a-big-world - The 141 with a reader who's a cybersecurity specialist

@thesharktanksdriver - being the youngest member of 141 pt.1 (platonic)

@personwhowrites - putting stickers on them

@ghosts-bandwagon - ___

@mockerycrow - reader catching them looking at her ass

@gomzwrites - finding out about your soft spots

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alejandro vargas

@ragingbookdragon - ___

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simon 'ghost' riley

@sm8th0p - date (medic!reader)

@ragingbookdragon - babysitting

- ___

@halfmoth-halfman - the little things

-little treasures, life's pleasures

- our little secret

@clairdelunelove - things simon 'ghost' riley finds attractive about you pt.1

@euovennia - simon being a mom/dad friend to reader

#masterlist #video game rec #poppy playtime x reader #security breach x reader #ellie williams x reader #joel miller x reader #task 141 x reader #alejandro vargas x reader #simon riley x reader

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Choices have consequences

Alejandro Vargas x reader (GN)

Warning: light angst, culinary crimes, talk about past food insecurity.

Summary: There is an unwritten rule that you assumed Alejandro would have learned by now, after three years of committed relationship: don't anger the cook. You were wrong.

On AO3

A/N: I'm like, five vodka cocktails in. If there are any mistakes I'll fix them when I'm sober. Also I got inspired by @ragingbookdragon 's badass reader because I just know Alejandro is. So. Whipped.

When you had decided to move in together, an arrangement was made: all household chores would be shared when he was present, but you would be in charge of meal planning and cooking.

It was a convenient set-up for the two of you; you wouldn't be burdened with all the chores when he was off-duty, and would only look after your own load of housekeeping when you were by yourself. Besides, Alejandro was by no means an incapable man when cooking, you were just better than him in that regard - by a lightyear.

To you, cooking wasn't just a means to an end - it was an act of service, a declaration of love. And to date a passionate man as Alejandro, you showed the same passion for your culinary art.

The kitchen was your realm, and you were the regent. No matter whoever was going to be the recipient of your hard work, you always chose the finest ingredients. You loved to experiment with flavours and aromas. You had transformed an unused closet at the far end of your kitchen into a walk-in pantry - your spices occupied nearly an entire wall in there.

You put your heart and soul into every dish, it didn't matter if it was for Alejandro and you, a house full of guests, or just yourself. Those close to the both of you knew that a dinner invitation to your house meant a culinary experience that could rival that of a Michelin star restaurant.

And you were damn proud of yourself for that. You nurtured yourself on the faces of your guests when their head tilted slightly backwards, their eyes closed, and a soft moan escaped them as soon as they tried your meals. Alejandro himself had more than once interrupted himself from eating to cup your face in his hands and kiss you to thank you for your efforts.

Which is why the very words that came out of his mouth hit you like a train dead on.

Granted, he didn't say them to you directly, you overheard him on accident the previous day while he was talking on the phone. You didn't mean to eavesdrop, but he wasn't being secretive either. He was sitting in the living room, and the conversation was quite light-hearted, so you assumed that the topic was nothing related to his work. You still kept quiet, sneaking behind him to grab a book you had meant to start reading for a while.

The conversation had shifted to meals, somehow, and it caught your attention immediately when he mentioned some of the meals you often made. It never failed to warm your heart when he gushed about your culinary skills.

"...I mean, I appreciate the effort because it's such a hassle to cook and they do it all from scratch, but a few times it felt like I was eating rations in the field."

...What?

He couldn't be talking about your food, right?

...Right?

He ended his sentence with a chuckle, and you just stood there, fingers grasping the spine of the book. Your eyes were fixed on the shelf as his conversation moved on, his voice fading from your perception.

There was a weight on your chest that expanded to the bottom of your stomach and to the middle of your head, settling right behind your eyes. Knowing what was to come, you left the book in its place and walked back to the room you'd come from, just as quietly as you'd arrived.

After twenty minutes or so, you emerged from your hiding place, face freshly washed and - hopefully - no traces of the little angst marathon you went through. Alejandro still sat in the living room, this time he was watching a rerun of some fútbol match, completely unaware of the beast he had unknowingly set loose.

You walked straight to the kitchen with a newfound determination, a mission if you will. After gulping two cups of water to rehydrate yourself - and a quick prayer to your late abuela for forgiveness for the crime you were about to commit - you put your hands to work. You usually took about two hours to cook, but you were sure that you would be over much quicker than that.

You carefully washed, sliced, and prepared the main ingredients, making sure that the meal would have everything necessary to look absolutely normal. You were akin to an explosives expert assembling a bomb, every step carefully calculated to achieve your goal.

The light scent of that escaped from the pot caught Alejandro's attention, and he robotically moved to set the table. You stole a glance at him, finding him eager and looking forward to dinner with a tiny grin on his face.

Estúpido mimado.

A few more minutes passed and the rice stew was ready. You looked at it, quite bland and lacking some colour, and knowing exactly how it would taste. Memories from a time long past flashed in your mind and you forced yourself to shoo them away. Carefully, you brought the pot to the table and filled two plates - Alejandro's, like always, had a extra spoonful.

You both sat down and started eating. You kept your eyes on your plate as you heard him chomp down eagerly, then quietly slow down until pulling to a stop. You tried your best not to break into a devilish smirk as he finally spoke to you.

"... Mi amor?" He sounded confused, if not a bit concerned, "the food tastes... Uh... Different than usual."

"...Yeah?," You quipped, knowing exactly what was wrong with the food, it wasn't just bland. It was sick dog level of blandness. No spices at all, no herbs, not even salt. "I tried a new recipe today."

"Uh, okay?," He frowned a bit, slowly pushing the food around with his plate, wondering how to tell you that he didn't like it one bit, "it just... It has no spices...?"

You can't contain your smirk this time, it felt like getting away with a crime. It was a criminal masterpiece.

"Pues claro, mi amor," your voice was sweet, but the mirth in your tone couldn't be hidden, and ran a shiver down his spine, "I wanted to emulate the flavour of the rations you seem to love so much."

Alejandro blinked once, twice, and felt his blood run cold. Had you heard him?

"Mi amor-" he began, but you interrupted him, pointing your spoon to his face.

"Escúchame bien Alejandro Vargas," you scolded him and he gulped and shut his mouth, sitting straight in his chair, "this kind of food would've been a banquet for me growing up. The sort of food I so lovingly dedicate myself to prepare everyday is the result of my dreams and desires from when I was a kid, and you disrespected that by acting como un estúpido mimado."

"Pero claro," you pitch raised and Alejandro had flashbacks of his own mamá whenever he got a scolding, "el señor put my meals at the same level of the rations he gets from the army, which I know how they taste like and don't you forget that," you accentuated every syllable with the spoon, which was still pointed at his face. Alejandro gulped as he watched you, and you continued on, "so I decided that you will eat this meal - all of it - and be thankful for every meal you receive from today on, mine or the army's, because making fun of the meals I so lovingly make for you is the same as making fun of me as a kid who got this only when there was something to celebrate. Entendido?"

"...Si, mi vida," Alejandro stated with a nod, feeling like a little kid under your harsh glare, "cada palabra."

"Good," you nodded, and carried on with eating your own meal, "que sea la última vez."

Alejandro took a few seconds to carry on with his meal, making a mental note to bring you a bouquet of flowers in the morning with your breakfast.

#alejandro vargas #alejandro vargas x reader #alejandro x reader #alejandro cod #cod x reader #cod mw2 #cod mw2 fanfic #alejandro vargas fanfic #im a native Spanish speaker trust me

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