Regret

Simon “ghost” Riley x reader

Summary: simons goin on a suicide mission so he tries to make his last day with you as special as possible since he can’t tell you that he won’t be coming home

Tw: angst, no happy ending, heartbreak, character death

When Simon got the news of the mission he already knew he wouldn’t be coming home, being that deep into enemy territory there was no way that he could reasonably think of, it seems Soap and Gaz had come to that realization as well there faces grim and eyes full of sadness probably thinking about how they would say goodbye to the ones they love.

“Love I’m home” Simon called out into the quaint little apartment you two had called home for the past 5 years taking in all the framed photos, the water ring stains on the table from countless mornings of sharing tea together, the divots in the couch from your respective spots, oh god how he’ll miss it, oh god how he’ll miss you. All that got shoved to the back of his mind as you came out rubbing the sleep from your eyes wearing his shirt “mmmm hi darling welcome home I ordered takeout from that Thai place I’ll go warm it up hm?” You rasped turning away only for Simon to quickly catch your elbow pulling you into his chest “Si? You okay?” You questioned looking up at him with concern as he held you close memorizing everything he could feel about you “yeah love, yeah I’m fine just missed you was all” he reassured though the confession that he’d be gone in just two days hung heavily on the tip of his tongue “aw I missed you too Si, now why don’t we go eat hm?” You press a chastise kiss to his lips turning away again.

Simon held you as close as he could that night his mind keeping him awake as you slept peacefully “I know I don’t say it often” he whispered “but your the best thing that has come out of this fucked up world, and coming home to you is the only thing keeping me goin, I think of you all the time even when I should be focused on the task ahead” he sniffed clutching you tighter “I love you so much, promise you’ll forgive me when I go” he murmured staring down at your sleeping form tucked safely in his arms where he wished he could keep you forever.

Simon was out of bed before you making your favorite breakfast his mind plagued with how he would tell you the news “mmmm that smells good” you mumbled wrapping your arms around him from behind “your favorite love just like you like it” he smiled his eyes betraying him with how he really felt, not that you could see it “I was thinkin today why don’t we go shopping hm? Then that nice cafe you always wanted to go to? Then a nice dinner at the house binging all those cheesy horror movies you like” he set down your plate next to his smiling as you dig in “that sounds great lovey, but why all that today? You leaving soon?” You questioned mouth full of pancakes “somethin like that, and what I can’t wanna spend the day with my baby?” He joked heart cracking in his chest at lying to you, you let out a little laugh shooting him your dazzling smile.

The day was beautiful and left the both of you exhausted snuggled up with each other on the couch arms and legs entangled as some shitty horror movie played “I’m leaving tomorrow love” Simon began “and I don’t know when I’ll be back, but you have access to all the bank accounts and files if anything happens” he continued running his fingers through your hair soaking in the softness “I know that Si, but you’ll come back you always do” you looked up at him confusion evident on your face “I always try love but it’s just in case” he reassured blinking back the tears “I want my baby to be taken care of while I’m gone” he caressed your soft cheek “when do you leave?” You questioned placing your hand gently ontop of his “early tomorrow morning before the sun even rises” he replied “then let’s make this a night to remember hm?” You smiled

Simon woke up the next morning pulling you as close as possible eyes drifting to his bag packed by the door “gotta get goin love” he murmured kissing you softly over and over “mmm okay Simon come back to me okay? I love you” you whispered sleepily drifting back under “goodbye my love I love you so much” he sniffed pressing a lingering kiss to the crown of your head turning away before he stayed “be good for me yeah?” He whispered picking up his pack, calloused fingers caressing the door to yalls apartment one last time before he climbed into the car that would lead to his death, to him never telling you he loved you again, to never seeing you smile.

Oh god how hell miss you.

Despite Everything

Simon Riley x reader

Imagine Ghost catches you in your room looking at the large burn scar that covers the left side of your body

Tw: scars, angst, suggestive, happy ending though

Imagine your naked after a long shower staring at yourself in the full body mirror in front of you and Simons shared bed, eyes studying the large burn scar that engulfed your entire left leg and part of your left arm tears welling up in your eyes as think about how broken and scarred you are now compared to when you and Si first started dating

only for Si to come into view holding two mugs of tea setting them down to wrap his arms around you from behind “there’s my beautiful love” he would murmur kissing the crown of your head “don’t lie to me Si” you sniff trying to get out of his hold only for him to tighten it,“I feel damaged” you hiccuped looking at him through the mirror

“Damaged? Where? All I see is my beautiful baby look at that pretty face” he would drift his hand up to squish your cheeks together “and those cute hands of yours” he took your left hand gently pressing a soft kiss to the back of it “so I don’t know what your talking about your just as beautiful as the day I married you” he reassured turning you to face him his hands cupping your cheeks

He looked down at you with love drunk eyes “even with my scars?” You murmured, Ghost sighed “your askin me that? My love I should be askin you that, but the answer is something you’ve always said to comfort me” he pressed a soft kiss to your lips “I will still love you scars, no scars, sickness and In health, because despite everything your still you” that’s all it took for you to jump into his arms as you clung to him in a koala like hug all your worried melting away just by him saying that “now why don’t I show you just how much I love that body of yours” you squealed as he tossed you onto the bed knowing your in for a long night.

The boss

Body guard! Ghost x Mafia boss! Fem! reader

A little self indulgent buttttt

Tw: violence, guns, alcohol, blood, sexism (quickly resolved)

Your name was feared around town, no one really knew what you looked like but they heard fearsome tales of a mafia boss who left people who wronged them so busted and broken that even dental records couldn’t tell you who they were before they crossed you, as well as the mafia bosses guard dog who would rip people to shreds just for starting rumors, and you loved it that way it made you feel powerful, untouchable.

“Love” Simon says as he strides into your room holding a new file and your favorite tea “new client comin in today he’ll be here in 20” he leans down to give you a soft kiss through his mask that he kept on during business hours, his face was only for your viewing pleasure no one else’s. “Mmm that you my darling stay with me won’t you?” You look up at him grinning “wouldn’t dream of leavin your side” he grunts.

The man, your client, came in 20 minutes late already getting himself on your shit list, “hey baby where’s the boss I gotta talk to him” the man says as he makes himself comfortable on your pristine black leather couch putting his disgusting feet up on your glass table “and uh get me a whiskey while your at it” you couldn’t help but grit your teeth catching Simon who gave you a look that screamed ‘let me kill this motherfucker’ with a quick wave of your hand you get up putting on a sickly sweet smile “of course sir anything else I can get for you sir”, Simon fought back the urge to tear this man apart for disrespecting you.

When you came back into the room you hand the man the shittiest whiskey you had in house after spitting in it when he wasn’t looking “thanks doll face” he said before slapping your ass as you walked back to Simon causing you to grit your teeth again. “Let me kill ‘em love” Simon whispers in your ear as he glares at the man “not yet darlin but soon” you turn back to the man with a fake smile “can you hurry it up bitch I got more important things to do” the man snarled getting fed up with how long it’s taking “of course of course” you sit down crossing one leg over the other picking up his file.

Reading over his file you were less that impressed a couple of petty crimes and a few drug runs nothing special in your eyes “hey big guy call your fucking boss already since this broad apparently doesn’t know how to fucking listen” your eye twitches as the man puts his cigarette out on your couch. Simon gives you a look and you nod grinning as he picks up his phone and presses call on your number. The look on the man’s face was priceless as your phone rang you relished in the way the color drained from his face and he immediately sat up straight “I-I-I-I” he stuttered “you- you- you- you what” you snarled “didn’t mean to disrespect me? Didn’t mean to come into my office make a mess of my shit? Oh sweetheart we’re way past piss poor apologies” he began shaking his head quickly getting up to come towards you only to be stopped by Simon who puts his hands on the man’s chest and pushed him back down onto the couch “sit down.” Simon growls before looking back at you “what do ya want me to do to him ma’am” you suck your teeth before sighing “maybe I’ll feed you to my dogs, orrrr maybe I’ll cut out your tongue for calling me a bitch, or I’ll let Ghost torture you nice and slow and send pieces of you back to the shit hole you crawled out of” you hum like your thinking “I think I’ll leave that a surprise wouldn’t wanna ruin the fun would we”

The mans body was found 5 blocks from your hideout, the police couldn’t believe the amount of damage that was inflicted. He was missing his eyes, his fingernails, his teeth seemed to have been pulled out one by one and shoved down his throat, and his tongue cut out and found right next to him with the word bitch carved into it.

“Si” you sigh stretching as you look over at the man who was washing the blood off his hands “yes my love” he replies turning his full attention towards you “I’m thinking Chinese tonight? Or maybe Italian” to others your lack of remorse for the carnage you left was terrifying, sickening even, but to Simon he couldn’t help but stare at you heart racing as he fell more in love with you.

Remember

zombie! ghost x immune! reader

tw: gore, violence, death, heartache

inspired by remember you from adventure time

it had been exactly 574 days since the infection started, 365 days since the military fell, and 3 days since you and simon were bit in an attempt to find supplies and shelter, there was nothing you two couldve done no amout of strength or bullets was gonna take down that entire hoard. Your surprised that you and simon even got out with just a bite, you were sure that you were gonna be torn apart and eaten just like you watched your friends be.

"Cmon si just a little longer" you wheeze tired from dragging his deadweight body "were almost there im sure theyll have a cure" you repeated that yourself everytime you felt like giving up and just putting simon down, all you got in reply was a guttral groan from the undead man you had kept on a chain for his safety and yours

You huffed and sat down against a tree staring across the way at Simon who stared at you jaw hanging loosely from where he broke it to prevent himself from biting anyone, milky eyes unblinking "do you even remember me simon" you sigh staring into his cloudy eyes "do you remember the note you left? before you slipped away that night" you dug around you pack Simons eyes following your every movement as you quickly retrieve the note holding it with shaking hands

"Love is it just you and me in the wreckage of the world? That must be so confusing for a rookie like you" you read choking up a bit "And I know you're going to need me here with you, But I'm losing myself, and I'm afraid you're gonna lose me too" you stand up and shove the note into his chest hoping for anything, for some type of response to show you that your simon was still there that he wasnt just a walking husk of the man you love "This virus keeps me alive, but it's making me crazy, and I need to save you, but who's going to save me?" you couldnt help but slam your fist into his chest over and over only earning a snarl and groan in return "i wouldve saved you Simon, i wouldve ripped apart the world if it meant you were immune just like me".

you continued reading "Please forgive me for whatever I do. When I don't remember you" you sobbed soflty griping onto simons tactical vest trying to ground yourself in reality "f....forgive.." is all you heard thinking for sure you were hallucinating it couldnt be Simons voice "f....forgive' he repeated looking down at you.

You hiccuped shaking a bit but continued reading "Love, I can feel myself slipping away, I can't remember what it made me say" you remembered that day the day after simon got bit and the fever was settling in causing him to be delirious saying disturbing and violent stuff just to try to get you to leave him to die not wanting you to remember him as a husk ,"But I remember that I saw you frown, I swear it wasn't me, it was the virus" you clung to him even though you knew he couldnt wrap his arms around you or share the same emotions anymore "please forgive me for whatever i do, when i dont remember you" you finish reading looking up at the man you still love and refused to leave behind catching just a glimpse of rememberance swirling in his eyes as he stared down at you.

All the time

John “soap” mactavish x reader

Tw: character death, angst, uhhhh dats it

What could you say about him that wasn’t already known, your Johnny lit up rooms just by existing in them? Brought out those deep stomach laughs that had you hurting afterwards, that his death was the worst day of your life.

“Oh johnny” you slurred sitting on the cliff side where you and the 141 had spread his ashes no even a month ago “fuck you” you sniffed tightening your grip on the whiskey that had become your closest comfort that gave you warmth where Johnny couldn’t anymore even if it was just for a moment “fuck you for leaving” you cried fat tears rolling down your cheeks “how dare you leave me here with nothing but an empty home and memories of you that haunt me all the time”

You had turned to drugs after his untimely death. First it started with just a little weed every now and then, it would mellow you out and shut off your brain long enough so you don’t have to think about him constantly, but when that stopped working you moved onto harder stuff, stuff you know Johnny wouldn’t be happy to see you doing, anything you could get your hands on, anything to make the ache stop for longer and longer.

“What you don’t like me anymore” you screamed smashing the bottle against the rocks below “HAD TO DIE JUST TO GET AWAY FROM ME?!?” You knew deep down that was nonsense, that what happened to him wasn’t your fault or the 141s, “your breakin my heart Johnny boy you fucking coward” you sobbed bringing your knees up to your chest curling into yourself squeezing so hard hoping you would just disappear.

You were drifting away from who you were before he died, you used to be just as vibrant as him, always smiling, always kind, always there when they needed you. Now…now your just a ghost a walking corpse forced to move along in a world without your best friend, your support, your Johnny by your side.

“Fuck you John Mactavish…” you hiccuped brokenly “please….please come back don’t leave me here alone…”

Everdoor

spiritfarer!Johnny mactavish x spirit!Reader x spirit!Simon Riley

I’ve been playing spiritfarer and I got inspired, this is mostly from Johnnys pov, kinda bittersweet ending?

Being the new spiritfarer wasn’t an easy task but when Johnny was choosen for it he knew he could handle the weight and burden of having to cross over the many spirits still stuck in the ethereal plane “Johnny” the previous spiritfarer Price grumbles lowly, Soap was quick to look up at the large creature like man “yes sir?” He replied, “make me proud” was all Price said as he crossed over into the Everdoor.

“Okay Riley” johnny huffed as he looked down at the German Shepard by his side wagging its tail in happiness “let’s go help some spirits hm?” He smiled as Riley barked in reply reaching his large hand down to scratch behind the dogs ears before turning to his controls setting his navigation to some random island on the map.

That’s where he met the first spirit who would board his ship, standing before him was a very large cloaked figure at the end of the pier staring out into the vast nothingness “hello?” He called out causing the spirit to quickly snap towards him “who are you, how’d you get here, how’d you find me” the spirit shot off rapid questions already on guard “I’m Johnny but you can call me Soap I’m the newest spiritfarer” he reassured putting his hands up to show he’s harmless “my boat took me here I’m guessing to bring you aboard” the cloaked figure held an aura of distrust as it reluctantly followed Johnny to his ship.

Once the cloaked figure set foot on his ship it’s cloak immediately vanished leaving a very broad and tall man with a skull mask staring back at him “I’m Ghost” the spirit grunted as he looked at his new surroundings before digging around his pocket to give Johnny his obal

Days and weeks passed as Johnny upgraded his ship, helped other spirits cross over while Ghost remained never growing close to any of the other spirits, always sticking to himself only really talking to Johnny or playing with Riley. “Phew another spirit in the Everdoor I’m on a roll aren’t I” he grinned at Ghost who was sat in his own house that Johnny had built for him “you remind me of my old team” Ghost mumbles as he looks lost in thought “always ontop of things, always together” that’s all Ghost said for the rest of the day deciding that he just wanted to be alone worrying Johnny just a bit.

He couldn’t stay worried for long as he docked at a new island filled with cherry blossom trees and strawberry bushes which he quickly harvested as he made his way up towards the lone cabin at the very top of the hill. “Hello?” He called out to the cloaked figure sitting at the lone bench over looking the sea “hello?” He called out again as he made his way towards them “hello Spiritfarer” you say still not turning towards him “I’m guessing you’ve come to take me away from my home” you inquire turning slightly to look at the large man “only if your comfortable with that” he reassures “well I mean it’s time isn’t it I can’t cling to the past forever” with that he watches as you rise up take one last look at your home and follow him to the ship once onboard your cloak melts away revealing your form standing before the only other spirit on the ship and Johnny “it’s been so long since I’ve been around others” you snicker

The three of you were thick as thieves growing closer and closer as the days turned to weeks then months everything was well sure you’d had a few times where Johnny was worried because you were struggling against an unseen foe, or when ghost would have what he could only guess were ptsd flashbacks that caused him to be catatonic for days, the good times outweighed the bad in his eyes as long as you both remained happy then he would keep trying to make you both better.

“Johnny” Ghost said one day after Johnny had fed him his favorite food of beans and toast “I think it’s time Johnny” Soap felt his heart drop into his stomach he knew this day was coming but he would never be ready for it “I’m ready to go Johnny” ghost said as he placed a calloused hand on Johnnys warm cheek “you know what to do” Johnny nodded a sadness burying itself in his heart as he set his navigation to take him to the Everdoor

“I’m gonna miss you Simon” Johnny watched as you said your goodbyes to your beloved Ghost hugging him tightly and pressing a soft kiss to his cheeks then his lips only letting go of his hands as Ghost boarded the small boat that would take him to his final resting place “ready” Johnny questioned his voice thick with emotion “ready” Ghost reassured as he gently placed a hand on Johnnys knee giving him a smile behind his skull mask.

“I’m grateful for everything in my life” Ghostst began as Johnny continued to row “grateful for my team, for the tragedies, for meeting you and them” Ghost smiled as he took off his mask wanted to feel the breeze on his face one last time “I’ve done bad things, and at one point I was sure I was a villain but when you look at me it makes me want to be a better person” Johnny sniffs but keeps a strong composure “I've never deserved you anyway... But I've loved you, and that won't stop even if I'm not around anymore. The ones who really love you never really leave you, you know” Ghost reassured as they stop in front of the large door Johnny quickly rushing to pull ghost into a tight hug inhaling his strong scent “I love you Simon” Johnny murmured as Ghost rose above him disappearing in a burst of light

It was lonely without Ghost on the ship but things had to keep moving, Johnny continued helping spirits cross over while you remained unmoving wanting to stay by Johnnys side for as long as you can teaching him lessons on how to open up to people, to love, to grieve properly. “Even when I leave you Johnny I’ll wait for you on the other side so you don’t have to cross alone” you smiled as he pressed a soft kiss to his lips before disappearing into your house.

The day johnny had been dreading had come you were ready to leave you had told him so as you were helping him into his orchards “I think I’m ready Johnny” you say as you put the fallen apples into a basket “I’m done fighting the inevitable I’ve had a wonderful experience seeing the world with you but it’s time for me to go” you gently cup Johnnys cheek and all he can do is focus on remembering your touch “you know what to do”.

Johnny couldn’t fight the few tears rolling down his cheeks as he helped you into the small boat watching as you sat across from him brilliant smile never leaving your face “you know I used it be such a logical thinker, everything had its place, everything was black and white, then when I got sick I started changing started learning a new way of living and I always wanted to pass that down to someone and I’m grateful it was you” you coo as you reach out to caress Johnnys cheek “The only lesson I have left is to show you what we're made of. Of ephemeral starlight. We're but a few particles of thought on the vast stream of consciousness” you sigh happily as you lean forward pulling Johnny into a soft kiss wrapping him up in your arms “I love you Johnny and I’ll be waiting” with that he watched as you burst into a ball of light taking your place amongst the stars next to his beloved Ghost.

Years passed Johnny lost track of how many souls he’d helped pass on but now his time was up it was his turn to crossover and he knew that you and Ghost would be waiting for him with open arms and happy smiles.

Experience

Vampire!Simon “ghost” Riley x human!reader

Prompt: “you were a wonderful experience” “you were everything to me”

I’m sad it’s Gucci

Imagine Ghost is a vampire and your a human and you both live a relatively comfortable life given the circumstances with only one issue you won’t let Simon change you always telling him one excuse after another on why you can’t be changed “I have a beach day with the girls” “you know we have that mission coming up” “next time okay?” “Not right now Simon I’m not feeling well” you always had some reason and that annoyed Simon just enough for him to give up for a while that is until he started noticing you aging, growing older, a few gray hairs here or there, crows feet from where your eyes crinkle when you smile at him, poor vision, then the health problems

“Please love let me change you please” he begged by your bedside as he clutched your hand the only sound filling the room was the soft beeping of your heart monitor “it’s to late for that now Simon I’m old now, I’m not beautiful like I used to be” you replied as you reached up to caress Simons still young face with your weathered hand “remember when I was learning to drive” you laugh softly “and you crashed into the garage of the house yeah I remember” he laughs softly pressing soft kisses to the palm of your hand “what was that 60 years ago maybe?” You mumble to yourself before looking over at Simon who looked defeated. “You were a wonderful experience Simon” you coo softly giving him a soft smile trying to comfort him even if you only had a little time left. Simon couldn’t help but tear up “you were….everything to me” he sniffed as he clutched your hand

Dont say youll go

Johnny "soap" Mactavish x reader

i was listening to this song and thinking of soap so

"what do you mean your goin Johnny i thought you requested leave" you stared at the scottish man across from you setting down your coffee cup "i did but they need my help and i cant abandon my team you know that" he tried to reason with you reaching out to caress your cheek only to get his hand pushed away "yeah cour i know johnny but you have no problem abandoning me do you" you huff and shove past him fighting back the tears. Johnny was quick to follow you into yalls shared bedroom sighing as he watched you pull out his suitcases "its only for a little bit and ill be back before you know it please just trust me" johnny gently took your hands away from the angry packing you were doing turning you to look at him gently cupping your cheeks "im guessing i cant beg you to stay can i" you said with a watery laugh "Ill always come back home to you" he reassured pulling you into a soft kiss "just please come home johnny" you sniffle as you hug him tight inhaling his scent like it was the last time youd smell him.

The following week he was being shipped out to god knows where and you were stuck at home nothing but worry on your mind as you thought of johnny, days turned into weeks then months and all you could cling to was the occasional phone call or letter that would keep you goin "never thought id see as many stars as i am right now darlin" Johnny wrote in his latest letter "wish you were here to see em with me instead of 1000 miles away just out of reach" you clutched that letter close to your heart as you made your way out into the backyard staring up at the vast expanse of stars that blanketed the sky.

johnny would be home anyday now and you were frantically cleaning and making sure you had everything to make the house comfy for johnnys return. You ran to the door excitedly when you heard the knocks ring through the house swinging it open excitment on your face only for it all to crumble around you as Price, Gaz, and Ghost stood before you in their military best holding the scottish flag and Johnnys dog tags "no, no, no no no no no no" you kept repeating stumbling back into your house quickly being escorted to sit down by Ghost who held a somber look on his otherwise emotionless face

"im so sorry lass" Price muttered kneeling before you gently setting the flag in your lap all you could do was run your fingers over the dog tags ringing in your ears as you began sobbing "just breathe, breathe its okay weve got you" Gaz reassures "this is some fucked up joke right" you tried to reason as you choked down the sobs threatening to rip out of your throat "im so so so sorry lass" Price repeated as he took your hands gently "wha- what happened" is all you could think to ask as you clutched his dog tags "Makarov he had us pinned and got a cheap shot on johnny, he was dead before he hit the ground" Ghost said as he sat beside you. All you could do was fold into yourself clutching the flag and the dog tags close knowing youll never get to tell johnny you loved him or look at the stars again knowing johnny wouldnt be on the other side watching them with you.

Citrus Friend

i was listening to lemon boy and thinking of Ghost, i dont pride myself on good writing i just like writing what comes to mind no matter how outlandish it is

Callsign: Citrus

Ghost was pretty bittersweet to most people including you at first his attitude was almost to sour but somehow you grew to love it over time. I mean he was like a weed always there somehow even when you didnt expect it so instead of telling him to go away you, you decide to keep him close become his friend he became easy to love.

Over time his bittersweetness started to rub off on you, you started making dark humour jokes being sassy in the most monotone voice it cost you a few friends who were used to your sweet self and couldnt get behind the new you, but Ghost always stayed by your side your beloved citrus friend.

When he got sent on a mission that you couldnt accompany him on all that filled your gut was dread, worried that he wouldnt come home, or that hed get so badly hurt theyd have to bring him home in a body bag, but you kept your hopes up watching the clock and the comms everyday for sign that the 141 was returning. Days turned to weeks, weeks turned to months and you began to lose hope that your lemon boy would come back.

The day came when you were sitting in the canteen poking at the unappetizing food you had to choke down just to distract yourself from the bitter feelings settling in your chest, you had given up on Ghost coming home but a little part of you always held onto the fact that maybe he would someday, well that someday was today it seemed as the 141 walked into the canteen bone tired and exhausted looking but all you could do was stand quickly running to Ghost tears in your eyes as you threw yourself at him not caring about the dirt and grim that caked his body and gear you were just happy that he was finally home

"im so happy you came home" you cry softly in a moment of weakness clinging to him inhaling his lemon zest scent that seemed to still be there even though he was gross looking. Sure he was bitter but so were you you two would be the bitterest boys in the world but atleast you had each other.

It is what it is

Ghost x deceased! Reader x deceased! Soap

Yeah man I dunno I’m in my feels tonight ig

Ghost was dying that much he knew, who would’ve thought a stray bullet would’ve been the one to take the all powerful Ghost out, but here he is laying on the cold concrete more blood on the floor than in his body and his radio crushed to bits from the way he landed

He started thinking back to everything wrong in his life, losing his loved ones over and over and over till he couldn’t bare to be attached to anyone that is until he met you and Johnny the light in his otherwise dark world, the way you both shone like the sun made him crave that warmth in this moment, but then inevitably he lost the both of you two. First you when an enemy got a quick shot while you were tending to the wounded Ghost wasn’t quick enough then to save you, then Johnny when graves betrayed them and shot Johnny dead on the spot he wasn’t quick enough to save him either.

“Simon” Your voice murmured as he grunted thinking he heard your voice again but that wasn’t possible you’d been dead for years a ghost of his past “oi L.T” he thought he heard Johnny this time, he groans again cursing whatever was happening right now maybe it was the blood loss or the fact he hit his head but just his luck he’d be hallucinating his lovers voices “seems you’ve got yourself in a bit of a bind Simon” your voice coos softly as he feels the soft touch of a cold hand on his masked face “must’ve given the other guy hell didn’t ya si” soaps voice chuckled as he felt a cold hand over his chest where his blood was seeping through his vest

“This isn’t real this isn’t real your dead, your gone, YOUR FUCKING GONE” he grunted grinding his teeth as he fought to stay awake his eyes barely picking up two blurry figures kneeling over him “oh Simon we know that but did you think you were just gonna die alone” you murmur caressing your thumb under his eye “we would’ve ripped apart the world just to be by your side L.T” soap said sadness laced in his voice.

“Is it terrifying” Ghost rasps as he feels the blood filling his throat “No. I don't think so. It's the way it is, you know?” You whisper softly wanting to comfort Ghost before he joined the two of you again “Everything must come to an end, the drip finally stops.” Soap says reached up to help Simon pull off his mask. They knew he was dying but all they could do was wait for the inevitable, you and soap share a somber look having watched over Simon for so long “See you on the other side.” Ghost murmurs weakly as the sides of his vision start becoming blurry and dark “and we’ll be right there waiting for you Simon Riley” both you and soap lean in to place a gentle kiss to each side of Ghosts face only being able to watch as his breathing slowed and his heart finally stopped.

Secret weapon

Platonic!141 x avatar kaiju!reader

Okay okay so I got inspired by watching Godzilla and avatar so imagine the reader is an avatar driver but their avatar is a kaiju that 141 only uses when their big threats like monsters

Callsign: Spiritfarer

The last thing the 141 expected was another word ending threat to resurface especially not in the form of giant mutant bug like creatures. It had been years decades even since something of that magnitude had made itself known again, but the radiation spikes don’t lie neither does the seismic activities that are spiking on every military radar

“Boys you know what we have to do” price said urgently during their briefing as he pushed classified files towards each of his men “wake them up? Are you sure that’s safe captain” gaz asked concern in evident in his voice as he read over the files “we’ve kept them asleep for so long what if they don’t wanna work on our side” Ghost warns as he tries to find the logic in waking you up again after you just barely won the battle last time “are yae sure tae can handle it captain” soap wonders as he stares at a Polaroid of your face taken moments after you defeated Cerberus

At the end of the day it didn’t matter what they thought, they had to wake you up so you could save the world again being the only successful kaiju avatar driver you were their only shot. “Wake em’” Price commands gruffly as they all stand around your metal box only the rhythmic beeping of your heart monitor filling the room.

With a gasp you wake up staring around in shock wondering why you’ve been awoken from your cryosleep “wha- what happened?” You question raspily throat dry and itchy from lack of use “we need ya Spiritfarer” soap sighs not knowing how you’ll react to the current situation “for what? What’s happening” you press as you stand up stretching out your aching muscles “Two unknown bug like kaiju have been spotted in Asia, type unknown but they are capable of knocking out the power they’ve already made land fall we’ve tried every other measure but your our only hope left” Ghost sighs as he hands you your uniform.

As they get the pod ready the boys catch you up on what you’ve missed, who’s with them and who’s not and recent missions they’ve been on “it’s time” Price grunts as he and ghost help you stand up escorting you to your pod soap and gaz following close behind “remember spiritfarer minimal damage minimal casualties fight as hard as you can and we will try our best to help you” all you can do is nod as you focus on the task at hand “copy captain”

With a hug from soap and a pat on the back from Ghost and Price they hook you into your machine making sure everything is online and ready to go “patch me in boys” with that your eyes slip closed as you slip under your conscious slipping into your kaiju.

Price and ghost watched the cams as your kaiju emerged from the mountains forgetting just how big you actually were “fucking Christ” soap murmurs as he watches “they are huge” gaz mumbles staring in awe at your giant form that almost seemed to pulse with an electrical energy “go get ‘em spirit” price commands as your kaiju takes off running towards the threats

They were worthy advisories as you continued tirelessly to fight against them taking hit after hit and ignoring the pain of their sharp beaks tearing at your skin. “COME ON SPIRIT” Price yells as he watches you fight valiantly against the creatures “KICK SOME ASS” soap shouts as you swing hard sending the other kaiju flying into the side of a building with a roar you grasp the monsters jaws ripping them open and tearing it in half only leaving one enemy left “keep fighting Spiritfarer” ghost grunts as he watches your body twitch in its machine.

People watched on in horror as the two titans clashed and ripped at each other destroying buildings and homes “come on come on come on” gaz whispers as he watches you get knocked down your body running out of energy to keep fighting “we gotta help em” soap gasps as he rushes to get into a helo “I’m gonna drop some bombs distract the thing give spirit enough time to recoop and finish this once and for all

With the help of soaps bombs and gunshots the bug creature turned towards him ready to take him down until it was caught off guard by you latching onto its neck sinking your sharp teeth in as deep as they could go ripping it out as your claws sunk into its soft underbelly. “LETS FOCKIN GO” Soap cheers as he flies back to base leaving you to finish it off. With a deep breath you start lighting up purple prying open the monsters mouth spitting pure energy into its throat causing it disintegrate in your claws. You had won the threats were eliminated and you could finally rest again.

Once your kaiju was safely back in its containment you were woken up by price and soap lifting you from your pod hugging you tightly and congratulating you on your victory. “You did well kid” Ghost smirks under his mask patting your back. “I’m ready to go back to sleep now boys” you mumble tiredly as they helped lay you back in your cryochamber “wake me up when y’all wanna have a drink or somethin yeah?” With that the boys put you back to sleep proud of you for saving the world once again and deciding they’d wake up again but next time just to hang out and show you the world again.

Literally gnawing at the bars of my enclosure OMFG GO READ THISSSSS RAHHHHHHHHHH

Tattoo artist Simon definitely makes reader promise that she’ll never go to a tattoo artist that isn’t him while he’s fucking her. Pounding like a madman while she can barely get her moans out - edges her until she promises that he’s the only one who will ever touch her.

you sound like you've experienced this before. how'd you get into simon's parlour, hm? have you been taunting him with that tattoo that isn't his? riling him up? daring him to finally claim you as his pretty little client? oh he takes the bait alright. among other things

you don't really know how you got here. pressed down into the tattoo chair on your hands and knees. actually, you have an inkling of it. probably has something to do with the way you posted on your social media page again, posing with the tattoo on your shoulder that wasn't done by simon.

and little did you know how tightly he clenched his phone when he saw that you had added könig as a friend as well. knowing full well that könig requested to follow you first before you followed him back. trying to one up him, simon bets. trying to stake his claim as if simon didn't already have you first.

you didn't think anything of it when simon asked you to stay after the shop closed. has all the lights off except the half of the room where he's plowing you into the seat. watching the way your juices glimmer around his cock every time he takes such long strokes from your pussy.

"how bad y'wanna cum, love?" he grunts. doesn't even sound like he's broken a sweat! how dare he.

you groan into the leather of the chair, ruining it as if your cunt hasn't been leaking all over the seat of it. simon doesn't care. can easily replace it. don't think he will. not when you've finally left a mark back for him >:)

"mmmh!" that's all you can say. he coos and grips your jaw to turn your head. spits into your open mouth and goes back to fucking you nice and deep, making sure to drag his cock the full length along your walls.

"aw, can't even speak? s'okay. don't need to speak to anyone other than me. don't need anyone else trying to ink you, mark you. not when you're mine."

you feel like you've been going for hours. the normally sweet and attentive simon is gone, replaced with someone who looks so mean. is so feral. and can't get enough of your pussy! he pounds into you and slaps your ass meanly, leaving a temporary mark of his that feeds the urge to claim you.

"si-moooon," you drawl out as he starts hitting that one spot. he smirks behind you, pushing you even more into the seat as he fucks you so good. "w'nna cum."

"yea?" he moves his hand from the back of your neck to your hair and pulls you back to look at him again. "y'only get to cum if you promise to come to me only."

you blearily gaze back up at him as he plunges into you. can't focus too well. you just nod your head in your haze, too drunk on his cock to think.

"need your words, sweetheart." he growls out. "tell me, who is it who's fucking you?"

"y...you, simon," you pant out. he grins and slaps your ass again.

"'nd who is going to make you cum?"

"you, simon! please!" another slap, this time he rubs your cheek gently and grins at the forming handprint,

"you promise to come to me only? i only work with what's mine."

you nod, desperate to feel you cum around his girth. because he's just been toying with you all this time. just filling you up nice and slow and whenever you get close he'll pull out to rub between your ass checks. "yes. i'll only go to you, simon! i'm yours!"

"damn right," he says with a final spank and starts fucking into you with newfound strength. finally giving into his primal need to claim you. "you're mine to ink, mine to fuck, mine to make cum. mine, mine mine."

you feel like you're about to burst at that. and you do when he leans down to groan into your ear with a, "and mine to cum in and mark from the inside."

Oranges

Pairing:Simon “ghost” Riley x reader

Warning: pure angst dawg

Imagine texting Simon even though you two have long since been broken up until one day the message turns green

Even though you and Simon weren’t together anymore you still texted him everyday sometimes you two would have polite conversations asking how each others day was, wanting to know what the other had been up to

Other times it was sad like right now when you couldn’t help but miss Simon so you texted him

“I still miss you” sent at 3:45 pm

“I know” sent at 3:46pm

“I don’t know if I’ll ever fall in love again not like how I was in love with you” sent at 3:46pm

“You will” sent at 3:50pm

“I still can’t peel my oranges on my own” sent at 4:00pm

“You’ll learn to” sent at 4:15pm

“I love you” sent at 4:15pm

“I know but this is the final time we’ll be talking it’s time to move on” sent at 9:00pm

For weeks you fought the urge to text him until one day you finally did it you peeled the orange after months of no contact you messaged him one final time

“I peeled the orange on my own Simon” sent at 5:00 pm

A bittersweet feeling settling in your chest as you watched the text blurb turn green

Home for Christmas

Pairing: John “soap” mactavish x reader

Warnings: pregnancy, angst, major character death, bittersweet ending

You were in the throws of decorating for soaps upcoming return and Christmas right around the corner, when you heard a soft knocking at you door, quickly climbing down the small step ladder you waddle your way to the door excitement bubbling in your chest wondering if somehow Johnny was able to get home earlier than expected mind running with thoughts of finishing decorating the nursery with him, putting up the tree, and doing all the sappy Christmas stuff you both have grown to love throughout the years.

Oh how wrong you were. Flinging open the door bright smile on your face only to be met by Price and Ghost standing before you with somber looks in their eyes. Not wanting to expect the worst you look past them hoping to catch a glimpse of Johnnys familiar mohawk and boisterous voice “Where’s Johnny” you ask looking at the two men before you “did he take a separate car? Got held up by paperwork?” The two men share a quick look before stepping inside leading you to the couch where they help you sit down.

“Sweetheart” Ghost begins as he looks away not ready to see your excitement turn to grief at what he’s about to say “I’ll take it from here Simon” Price assures the man patting the lieutenants shoulder before taking your hands in his scarred ones “Price, Simon, your scaring me where’s Johnny” you ask already feeling a pit of dread in your stomach. “Lass” Price begins “Soap- John, he isn’t coming home” he squeezes your hand gently “did he get held up or something did the mission extend?” You tried to come up with any reason as to why Johnny’s not coming home other than the one you dread the most. “Johnny was killed in action sweetheart, he would’ve tore the world apart with his bare hands if it meant coming home to you and him” he points to your stomach. You place a gentle hand on your stomach where you and johnnys son is safely nestled not knowing that he’ll never meet his dad.

“Lass” Proce inquired as he reached out to rub your arm “you still with us?” Everything sounded like it was underwater your mind running a mile a minute Johnnys not coming home, he was killed in action, you’ll raise the child you tried so hard for alone, you’ll never have another Christmas with him. “Sweetheart” Ghosts call of your name snapped you out of it “is there anything we can do to make this easier” you shook your head mouth dry, words caught in your throat.

After that day Price and Ghost had been there everyday to make sure you were eating well, drinking water, making it to your appointments just like Soap would’ve done. “It’s time lass” price murmured as he and ghost waited by the car door wearing full black, “coming” you whisper as you get out of the vehicle Johnnys ashes clutched in your arms black veil covering your face “we’ve got you sweetheart” Ghost murmured as he lead you towards the cliff side where Gaz was waiting “rest easy soap” ghost grunted eyes staring out at the crashing waves “goodbye my darling” you whisper voice cracking as you released his ashes watching as the waves swallowed them up. It was almost comforting knowing Johnny made it home where he belonged.

Not the best I made myself sad :(

Girlscout cookies

Callsign: Feral

If your a southerner like me you know how special girl scout cookies are

*all the task force sitting at the large table for the briefing for their next mission*

Price: where’s feral?

Ghost: I dunno they were suppose be here

Soap: maybe they got held up with paperwork?

Gaz: probably

Feral: slams open the door eyes full of fury Which one of you no good varmits ate my fuckin Girl Scout cookies already pulling off their belt

Soap: looking down at his feet maybe ghost did it?

Ghost: don’t pin this on me Johnny boy you were the last one in their room

Feral: head snapping demonically towards soap you’ve got five seconds Johnny before I come over there and tan your behind with this belt

Price: sighs knowing his meeting isn’t gonna get finished

Soap: already out the door

Feral: chasing after him full speed

Ghost: snickering since he actually ate them

Soap fucks up

It’s been a minute but I have new inspiration

Callsign: Valkyrie cause I hate the use of y/n with a passion

Price: why is soap running down the hall screaming?

Ghost: he fucked up big time

Price: what’d he do?

Gaz: told valkyrie that she and I quote “is so not girlboss” whatever that means

Soap: HELP ME JESUS FUCKING CHRIST SOMEONE HELP ME! Running for his fucking life

Valkyrie (reader) : GET YOUR ASS BACK HERE JOHNNY BOY I JUST WANNA TALK rushing past the force wielding a belt

Ghost: damn it was nice knowin him

This was stupid but I liked it so who cares 💖

hi are u by any chance accepting requests atm? if so could I pls request the monster boys comforting the reader after they have a panic attack? (I love ur monster boy series with billy, steve and eddie sm)

if you’re not accepting requests then feel free to ignore this :)

thanks in advance! have a nice day/noon/night <3

Gentle claws and sharp teeth

Demowerewolf!steve x mindflayer! Billy x demovampire! Eddie x reader

i hope this is okay im a bit rusty

Sorry for being gone so long

It started like any other day you'd climb your way out of the monster pile you had been squished or in the boys words "cuddled" into ,shuffle your way down the hall of the old rickety house yall had taken over as your own, step over a couple of old blood bags you had brought home from work for eddie to snack on and reach the kitchen to make yourself a nice hot cup of coffee.

That was until the phone rang, normally you didnt dread the phone ringing since it was usually just some telelmarketer or dustin calling to tell you how fun california is and how much he misses you and eddie and steve, but something about this phone call made the hair on the back of your neck stand on end and your breath come out in quick huffs. With shaking hands you reached for the reciever quickly picking it up crackling heard from the other end then the familiar sound of sinister laughing.

You couldnt believe it after all this time he had emerged, a million thoughts ran through your head 'what if they take the boys from you, what if the boys get trapped on the otherside, what if, what if, what if'

Before you knew it you had dropped the reciever with a loud clack the dial tone ringing out throught the house altering the sleeping men in the other room that you had left their grasp all three of them quickly rushing to check what the commotion was about.

What they found made their dull unbeating hearts break. There you were curled up in a ball hyperventilating and pulling at your hair eyes looking around wildly like someone would show up to grab you if you closed them for a second.

Steve was the first to make a slow approach towards you lowering himself to your level like you were a skittish animal slowly reaching out his hand placing it gently on your head causing your head to snap up. "S-s-steve" your voice cracked thick with emotion "shhhh its okay honey its okay" steve gently took you into his arms as eddie and billy made their way to either side of you placing gentle hands on your shoulders and cheeks "oh sweetheart" eddie rasped voice thick with sleep but also worry "what happened darling" billy murmured tracing small circles under your cheeks wiping away any stray tears.

You slowly started to snap out of the haze that clouded your mind your three monsters coming into view all of them wearing worried faces their hands anchoring you back to eart. '''m sorry" you mumbled sniffling once again only the boys to quickly shush you "no need to be sorry sweetheart you had us worried is all" eddie coos pressing a soft kiss to your inner wrist being mindful of his sharp teeth. "why dont we get you back to bed hm?' steve whispered standing up with you safely tucked into your arms. Eddie and Billy shared a knowing look quickly grabbing your favorite snacks and your long forgotten coffee following steve as the four of you disappear into the safety of yalls room away from Vecnas grasp and the threat of the upside down seeping your world again.