#revolver ocelot x reader

[lucky-draws]

outfits for your first mission with him! (pls credit me if u post elsewhere im @ little-miss-miller-xoxo) im new to this but i might do some more imagines for the mgs boys if ppl want!! xx

[tatsukifujoshimoto]

Revolver Ocelot X Female!Reader HCs…

He leaves you for Big Boss

[evawritesstuff]

mgs men reaction to you falling asleep on their shoulder

Solid Snake, Otacon, Big Boss, Kazuhira Miller, Raiden, Revolver Ocelot, Liquid Snake

TAGS: gender neutral reader, fluff, slightly suggestive in Liquid's part, uhh that abt it

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Solid Snake

After your head hit his shoulder, he just freezes 

Completely. Tense.

He does ease up a little, watching you as you snore away

"Guess someone's tired" he mumbles to himself

which somehow wakes you up

"Oh, sorry, I didn't mean to fall asleep on you." You say, rubbing your eyes and yawning

"Nice nap?" He raises his eyebrow at you, seeming nonchalant as always

In reality he wishes you stayed sleeping

Otacon

Oh, man would be nervous AS HELL

He'd get so nervous that he ends up waking you as soon as your head hit him

"Hey wake up!" Hal says as he nudges you, his face turning red

"Oh! Sorry." You say as your head lifts from his shoulder

"It's okay just... don't do that again" He pushes his glasses up

"Why not?"

"Because!" He waves his hands, searching for an excuse "because I said so!"

"Wow that's a real good reason"

"Yes it is! You should be respectful of my boundaries!"

"I am, I'm just messing with you"

"Well don't mess with me again..."

Big Boss 

On the inside he'd be panicking

He'd probably have a similar reaction to Solid Snake

but not do as good a job hiding his emotions

He feels the blood rushing to his face

Good thing you're not awake to see it

he just let's you rest there for however long you're asleep for

Until you wake up

"Sorry, I didn't mean to fall asleep on you." You yawn

"It's fine, no big deal" He shrugs

Kazuhriza Miller

Kaz would definitely be full of himself

He'd let you sleep of course

But best BELIEVE he is smiling to himself the entire time you're taking your map

and he WILL tease you after you wake up

"Had any dreams about me while you were sleeping?" He smirks at you while you get up

"Shut up Miller"

"You're gonna have to make me"

"I am not playing this game with you"

"Whatever you say"

Raiden 

He's actually pretty calm for the most part

but he absolutely will have butterflies in his stomach

Raiden would try to play with you hair, which ends up waking you up

"Ah sorry, did I fall asleep on you?"

"Yeah but it's okay. We all get tired from time to time"

"I felt something in my hair though..."

Of course he acts like nothing happened

"You were probably just dreaming it"

And you pretend you believe it

Revolver Ocelot

Ocelot's reaction would depend on what era you're talking about

MGS3 Ocelot would be cocky, feigning confidence, trying to cover up how anxious he felt

"I know I know, my shoulder is a real nice pillow" He'll say corny stuff like that

But nothing covered up the blush in his face

MGSV Ocelot would be a bit surprised but a lot more confident

He doesn't feel a need to comment on it or tease you about it afterward

Sometimes you just needed your rest, even if that meant accidentally falling asleep on someone's shoulder

He'll still be happy about the whole situation though

Liquid Snake 

This bastard might just react more cocky than Miller (if that's even possible)

He'd get real handsy, wrapping his arm around you, holding you closer

You woke up when you felt his hand rubbing up and down your arm

"Eli?" You grumble, half awake

"Yes?"

"Is there a reason why you're holding me like this"

"You seemed cold. I'm just warming you up" 

As if that wasn't the lamest excuse you've ever heard...

but, it felt comforting, so you let him continue

After a while he starts to feel real confident about himself

"You know... I can rub a lot more then just your arm-" you pinch him "-OW!"

[cold-dragon-europehsr2]

‼️𝗡𝗘𝗪𝗦 𝗣𝗢𝗦𝗧𝗜𝗡𝗚‼️

Hello comrades and soldiers! Sorry I haven't been posting as much MGS smut as I've been wanting lately. It's been a crazy 2 months, and because of outside-of-Tumblr factors, my work's been at a snail's pace. I'm hoping to get to all your requests, which you're still free to send, and also recover from my insane writer's block (sending my love to my bf for helping me out, @lightning-snake-raiden🫶).

Besides that, here's some Miller Maxi burgers under the cut, y'all enjoy that (sorry for the shortage).

When his sleepy voice sounds so good that it feels like you can give birth to his kids right then and there.

𝗕𝗶𝗴 𝗕𝗼𝘀𝘀, 𝗩𝗲𝗻𝗼𝗺 𝗦𝗻𝗮𝗸𝗲, 𝗠𝗚𝗦𝟮 𝗥𝗮𝗶𝗱𝗲𝗻, 𝗠𝗚𝗥 𝗥𝗮𝗶𝗱𝗲𝗻, 𝗥𝗲𝘃𝗼𝗹𝘃𝗲𝗿 𝗢𝗰𝗲𝗹𝗼𝘁

[persnicketypomelo]

Hi!!! Just read your snake hcs, and wow, you're amazing!! I would sell my mcfreaking soul for any yandere ocelot hcs please please he is my babygirl. Any ocelot ( 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, etc ) is completely fine with me! I'd love to spitball ideas with you someday

Thank you so very much for all your hard work <3

- @plslovemeforeverandever

I'll do 3 since Delta is coming up! Thank you very much for the nice words, and I'd be happy to exchange ideas (even though I have no idea what I'm doing)

obsession, torture

Yandere MGS3 Ocelot

This trailer scene kills me his expression is so funny

At this time Ocelot is younger and less experienced than in his other appearances, and despite his eccentricities, still has morals that others in his group do not share

I think an interesting scenario could be if you are either an independent party somehow involved, or assisting Naked Snake during Operation Snake Eater

During your first encounter, you stand out to him due to your capabilities, as you hold your own against him, and manage to get away despite being vastly outnumbered

Although you survive the encounter, you will come to wish that you had never had the misfortune of being caught up in it to begin with

As now that you've caught his attention, he is fixated on finding you again

Not only to ensure you will not be a problem to the mission of his unit, but also to get the chance to test and prove his abilities against such a worthy adversary

But you're slippery, and won't be caught so easily

This only serves to frustrate him, and redouble his efforts to catch you, so much so that it becomes a near obsession

Ocelot's attraction/interest in you personally only clicks when he finally catches you off-guard and unveils your disguise

It's a moment of weakness that seizes him, to finally discover the person behind the mask, and you fully take advantage of it to get away

This instance changes his interest in you from from a plain rivalry, to one with an attraction where he can't get your image out of his head...

The more you slip from his grasp, the more his yearning grows

Ocelot would never admit that though, not to himself nor others, but he's not exactly a master of disguise

It wouldn't be hard for others to see that his rivalry and fixation extends to an emotional area

(I think The Boss would catch on pretty quick)

In the scenario that you're there to back up Snake, his obsessive crush would leak into his rivalry with Snake as well

Competing with Snake to prove himself, but also demosntrate his superiority and competence to you

Though you might not realize it, as he always tends to show off his dexterity with his firearm, he would include more difficult tricks--typically out of his repertoire--to catch your eye

And when he still fails to defeat your comrade in front of you, despite all his grandiosity and efforts, his ego is sorely bruised, leaving Ocelot all the more determined to best the both of you

And if you witness Volgin put him in his place, as his commanding officer, his humiliation increases and may contribute to him snapping later on

By the end of the game's storyline, I see two possibilities

He may fully snap, and take advantage of a moment you are unprepared for his ambush, taking you as his captive

And though he may not be as good at it yet, Ocelot attempts to manipulate you into loyalty to him, breaking down your defiance and reconstructing you into a more obedient and willing version of yourself

From there, he takes you wherever he goes

No matter who he decides to work for next, or who he backstabs, he ensures that you'll always be right there next to him

On the other hand...

He's still young, and hasn't lost his sanity yet

Ocelot may let you go, as his worthy adversary, assured that he'll see you again in the future

Then you'll have to deal with him later, older and more experienced

Although his arrogance and temperament may mellow with time and age, that doesn't mean his twisted interest in you will fade

If anything, absence makes the heart grow fonder

Which is dangerous, when it comes to him

As his cunning, strategy, and penchant for torture and manipulation grows, so too does his obsession

Make the most of the opportunity you had to escape

For the next time you two meet--and he will ensure it is a matter of when and not if--it will not be so easy to leave him

That is, if you are able to escape at all

[metalgearstranding]

I do understand x reader, some of those protagonists let a good catch get away, or at least a funky little dude

What still alludes me even as a queer man, is revolver ocelot x reader

Like the people he seems legitimately attracted to besides big boss could be counted on one hand (and I'm being really generous)

From what I've seen of the xreader genre, for the most part it seems to be a mostly straight thing? Is there even Ocelotxreader out there? Don't think I came across it, or if I did I probably blocked the tag (and from my memory). But yeah, xreader seems very... overindulgent to me? To the point where it renders the character (or person, I know there's a lot of real people xreader out there) so OOC they might as well be another person entirely, so what's the point in the end?

(I say I don't understand the genre, I do, I just really don't relate to it. I don't interact with fiction like that at all, I don't want to be a part of it in any way. I also don't understand people who recreate themselves in RPG games. Fiction for me is a way to forget reality and a chance to be someone else. More power to y'all who can and want to do that, but I just don't get it lol)

[metalgearwitcher]

What I WILL write: Fluff Angst Hurt/Comfort Gender Neutral reader Fem Reader Male Reader MLM, MLW WLW Platonic (all underage characters are auto-platonic) Smut Pregnancy dark topics (suicide, murder, death, sh etc) canon typical violence ( there is a lot of it in these franchises, they are anti war stories afterall maybe not depicting some of the things that happen in canon it but I can still reference them )

Will Not Write Non-con Yandere Underage "disturbing" kinks (usually meaning involving noncon partners, violence or bodily functions, mostly) feel free to ask if your kink is ok or not) Character x Character AUs ( sorry not my thing)

I will not judge you at all for any kinks or personal interests - do not be afraid to message me with any questions you have

will some detail with the requests like a prompt, but not so much that I'm just writing your OC

am a slow writer. I might take a while to finish a request

If there is a character that isn't on the following lists, ask about them to see if I write for them

character list below the RM

Metal Gear

I'm not familiar enough with metal gear rising to write for those characters but most of the others are fair game

MGS character list

Solid Snake

Big Boss or Naked Snake

Revolver Ocelot

Otacon

Meryl Silverburgh

Johnny Sasaki

Sniper Wolf

Zero

EVA

Para-Medic

Kazuhira Miller

Strangelove

Cécile

Venom Snake

Quiet

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The Witcher Iv only gone through the Witcher 3 so I'm not familiar with the previous games, so I will do research to write for some of the more popular characters like Vernon Roche and Iorveth

This is based on the game version the characters not the tv show. I still like the show I just think there should be more content for the game characters ( though I might make an exemption for Jaskier I love him too much to exclude)

I'm not finished with the book series yet but I may included details from it and reference book only stuff or use characterization if there isn't enough detail for them in the games, I will probably add more characters when I'm finished with the books, like Milva

Witcher character list Ciri

Geralt of Rivia

Dandelion

Jaskier (TV)

Triss Merigold

Shani

Vesemir

Yennefer of Vengerberg

Eskel

Lambert

Vernon Roche

Iorveth

Cerys an Craite

Regis

Ves

[pandoradoesotherstuff]

Unexpected...

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A/N: My other half played through Metal Gear Solid 5 for the first time and now I'm a little obsessed with cowboy Ocelot. 🤦😂

Anyway I tried my hand at writing a few scenes for him, I hope they're okay!

Enjoy. ❤️

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Ocelot grits his teeth as he sees you of all people step off of the helicopter at Motherbase. If it was up to him he'd never have contacted you in the first place but sadly it wasn't up to him, it was up to Big Boss and he'd insisted that you be brought along. Said you had the contacts and top secret intelligence needed to complete his current mission.

As much as he hated to admit it Ocelot had no doubt about that. You were a mercenary of sorts, except you bought and sold information, sulking around the darkest dankest corners of the globe, contacts in bad places and friends in worse still. But just because you could be useful didn't mean that you should be there at all.

Miller nudged him as you made your way over to them but the dark look Ocelot gave him kept Miller quiet. Even he had his limits.

"Adamska, long time no...see". Your eyes slowly look him up and down, lips curling up into that smirk he'd grown to hate.

"That's Ocelot to the likes of you". His voice is dangerous and low, southern twang growing stronger with his irritation.

"We'll see".

Miller snorts as Ocelot rolls his eyes, turning his back on you already but red gloved hands hovering close to his beloved revolvers. Just incase.

You watch the tall straight back of Adamska disappear into an office a little ways off.

"How long do you think it'll be before he takes a shot at me?" You grin at Miller.

"I'd give it another five minutes at least".

* * * * *

Ocelot stands on one of the upper decks of Motherbase, sea breeze blowing gently as the sun starts to sink below the horizon, arms folded across his chest, steely eyes focused on the scene below.

You were tussling with one of the recruits, practising your own version of CQC while a group of them watched. It seemed like the recruit had the upper hand, their arm wrapped around your throat trying to choke you out. Despite himself he smiles just a little. He'd seen you escape countless times, it was only a matter of time.

"Three...two...one..." He counts under his breath. Then it happens. You stop trying to pry their arm away and instead poke them hard in the eyes. He can hear the recruit yelp from his high position.

You then elbow the recruit as hard as you can causing them to finally let go but you don't stop there. You grab their arm again, using your body weight to pull the recruit to the floor along with yourself, your thighs wrap around their head and neck in a vice like grip, arms held by your own so they were now trapped.

Ocelot's stomach twists a little, unwanted memoires of the past flooding his mind like a tsunami. He'd been in a similar position more than a few times with you himself albeit doing something very different. As much as he hates to admit it and god knows wild horses couldn't drag the confession out of him, he still remembered every thing about you. The way your lips tasted in the rain, the feel of your skin on his, your thighs wrapped around his head as your voice grew more frantic and-

-No!

That was enough of a trip down memory lane for one day.

The sea breeze felt good on his slightly flushed skin just then as he looks back down again. You had finally let go of the recruit, kneeling next to them as they tried to catch their breath, you patting them maybe a little condescendingly on the shoulder.

Ocelot adjusts his trousers trying to ignore the slight tightness in them as you and the group of recruits disappear into the dining hall. For a second he thinks about going down there by "weird coinsidence" so he could keep an eye on you but if Miller ever found out he'd never hear the damn end of it.

"When are you going to get the balls to talk to them finally?" The very man himself says from his left. Ocelot draws out his revolver with a quick flip and points it straight between the other man's sunglass covered eyes.

"Not. Another. Word".

* * * * *

Ocelot's stomach drops as he sees you in Big Boss's arms. Your pallor was deathly pale, bandages wrapped around your waist already saturated with blood, head lolling back and forth as he steps off the helicopter. The two men share a look but no words are exchanged between them as the medical team rushes you away on a stretcher for immediate treatment.

Big Boss moves to stand next to Ocelot, lighting up a cigar before taking a deep drag and finally talking.

"They'll be alright", was all he said.

Ocelot didn't answer.

* * * * *

The room is pale white and sterile looking, smelling strongly of disinfectant, the only noise coming from the steady beeping of your heart monitor. You were lying perfectly still on the hospital bed, eyes closed, chest gently falling and rising. Ocelot locks the door behind him as he enters, for once he wants to be alone with you. He hesitates for a moment before taking off one of his leather gloves and placing his large hand lightly over yours. You still haven't woken up since you got injured but he knew it was only a matter of time. He decides he should probably say something but the right words are hard to find.

"Here we are again кролик...after all the shit I went through last time I swore if I ever saw you again I'd shoot you right between the eyes. And you better believe I meant it. Then I saw you getting off the helicopter and I...I couldn't do it". He sighs deeply, pausing to think more on what to say as his thumb rubs across the back of your hand.

"Wake up кролик, please. We need you, Motherbase needs you. Hell, even I need you...пожалуйста, проснись". Ocelot puts his glove back on and leaves your hospital room as quietly as he could. Nobody needed to know he'd ever been there.

* * * * *

"Come in", snaps Ocelot from behind his desk after hearing a gentle knock on his office door. His pen stops dead as he glances up and see's you standing there in the door frame.

"Got a minute?" You ask, looking unusually awkward. Ocelot sits the pen down with a little more force than necessary, staying silent as he focuses his steely eyes on yours.

"I'm leaving tomorrow for good. Bright and early". You pause waiting for his reaction but still he stays silent. Truthfully he was a turmoil of emotions, each one more complex than the last. "I guess what I came here to say was...I heard you in the hospital room Adamska. I was unconscious but still, I heard you. People like us can't ever be normal, we don't get to have normal lives and normal relationships but for what it's worth ты мне тоже нужен".

He doesn't get the chance to answer as you quickly turn around and leave, closing the door with a quiet snap behind you.

Not even 30 seconds later however, he hears the sound of a note being slid under the door.

"I hate depressing good byes, so come to my quarters later tonight and let me give you a better one".

[yandereunsolved]

Evil Ploycule being overprotective dads is so funny to me. Especially if their darling is an extremely rebellious or energetic teenager that may not even be trying to defy them but simply doesn’t understand that doing some of the things they do is harmful to them and that they are defying them.

Platonic yandere evil polycule freaking out as their darling ages. Their darling is growing up so fast! One day they'll want to leave MotherBase. One day they'll want to leave their family and possibly end up dead! Even with training, nothing compares to the real thing. Who knows what kinds of monsters are lurking in the shadows, waiting to snatch up and exploit the evil polycule's weakness?

Not to mention you may end up wanting to get into romance. You already try to befriend the other child soldiers. What if you fall for one of them? What if one of them gets too friendly with you? What if―oh, this is their worst nightmare―you want to date Eli!?

All of these anxious thoughts simmer in their minds, burning away their sense and years of strategic training.

Eli is banned from being around you. Quiet will materialize and carry Eli off, kicking and screaming. If you try to interact with him then an overprotective father will block you. They can never give you a concrete reason. They just say he's a bad influence.

Let's hope you two don't connect, because by the law of magnetism, opposites attract.

They find your attempts at self-discovery to be rebellion. What do you mean you don't want to wear your uniform? It was created specially for you! Who has been putting these ideas in your head? Don't you love them? Don't you respect them? Aren't you their child?

No, the rules don't adjust as you age! They were created this way for a specific reason. Adjustments do need to be made sometimes. This is not one of those times. Just listen.

That's the problem. Darling is a teenager in a military setting. There are differences that are antithetical to childhood development. John can't raise a child in a good, non-military way. Venom doesn't know anything other than war. Ocelot did not have a stable childhood. Kaz also... did not.

This is new territory for them. They need guidance that they don't have. They're incredibly scared to fail you. It would be like failing the adolescent version of themselves that they were unable to protect.

[danddymaro]

The Fallen Angel | MGSV Fem. Reader insert

So how did she end up at MB?

No Pairings, but includes a List at the bottom with links മ◡മ

Of course, this won't match up with all of the other works I have already put out, and that's alright, this can be independent, because, after all, it's just a pastime read for fun.

I thought it'd be interesting to put the scenario out.

Flashbacks are in italics : Example

Thoughts are italics  in quotes : ‘Example’

Word Count :  2620

The Fallen Angel

Her terror-filled eyes were covered by a dirty rag and be it the actual dimness of the room, or the thickness of the cover over her eyes, she couldn't see a thing through the blindfold, rendering her completely blind and cast into a world of pitch black.

The room, smelling of both rusted metal and rat piss made her empty stomach twist and turn like a wrung cloth and as a result, she felt bile threaten to rise out through her tightly clenched teeth.

"Where..?" She breathed with an accompanied whimper.

'Where am I?' She wondered helplessly, not knowing where she was, or how she even got there to begin with and she had so many questions to ask, all of them running in her head before they abruptly stopped at a new sound.

It was then that a chilling, creaking noise perked her ears, causing her to grow alert, her face shooting to the direction of the sound with anxiousness.

She then felt the world stop, the sound of heavy rushing water and loud echoing drums ringing inside her ears. At the very moment, she couldn't just feel her blood rush, but also hear it, the sound eerily similar to the ocean’s unrelenting wild waves as they crashed onto rock surface.

Her heart raced, the sound booming at its highest volume with exuberance.

She didn't know who or what was standing before her, nor what had been their initial intentions, but she could only hope they had compassion over her, or at least, felt even the slightest bit of pity for her as she lay there on the cold, filthy floor.

Her hot tears seeped through the makeshift blindfold as excitement and fear filled her, unknowing of just what was her fate.

She could only hold onto hope, the faith nested deep within her breast soon overwhelming her, trying to convince her that her fate would change for the better.

“Please… Please!” she hiccupped, “Please let me go! I promise ! I swear I don't know anything! I don't have anything...I don't know anyone...!” she choked out while shivering.

'- I don't know what I've done wrong,' She went on.

She then felt a hand pull up the cloth around her eyes, freeing her from the black isolation with the very moment.

With a short gasp, she looked straight on to find the dimmed figure of a tall man, his dark silhouette seeming large and imposing even as was he kneeled before her laying figure.

"- I'm gonna get you out of here," He assured her, his voice low and gruff as he addressed her, “Just do as I say,” he added as his hand which she noticed was in actuality a prosthetic, traveled up to his face, the index pressed against his lips as he kept his eyes on her, waiting for a signal of compliance.

Nodding, she said nothing more, her lips glued shut, not wanting to jeopardize her chance at escape.

‘Just get me out of here,’ She silently begged, willing to do just about anything if it meant she could be free.

The sound of approaching footsteps came from outside the room and, silently the man within the cell slipped into the darkest corner of the room, his hands both set before himself to tackle the new arrival.

Amazed, she watched him move, (e/c) colored eyes peeled wide to capture his every step.

He was as fast as lighting, his arm curling around the other man from behind, pressing against his neck to restrain him as his other showcased a shining dagger, freshly sharpened and ready to use,

" Speak," he muttered, his low, somber voice having a sharpness as menacing as the blade in his possession.

It was all he said whilst restraining the other man, the sharpened end gently kissing the base of the captured masked man's neck all the while with the promise of doing much worse if he was defied.

Words spoken in another language were spewed out from the restrained male, the information bursting out like the water of a broken dam as he easily surrendered, knowing he was outclassed and at the mercy of the enemy.

After getting what he wanted, her savior drew back his dagger, his grip tightening until his victim fell limp, the stilled body silently falling onto the filthy ground as he was carefully eased down.

" Come with me, and not a word," Snake told her, once again repeating the same gesture to keep her silent.

With an enthusiastic nod, she smiled, her glossy (e/c) colored eyes shining with anticipation and joy.

She was then slung over his shoulders, easily carried by the male, even as he preoccupied himself with looking down at his electronic device,

“ So, the target's been moved to another location, right? ” he said whilst speaking into his radio, receiving a reply the woman could only register as faint, little static noises.

“...That means it'll be more security, huh?" He added with notable frustration.

“- Alright, In the meantime, I’ve got a prisoner here,” He informed his comrade, giving the women a side glance, watching the tears that still stuck to her lashes, and what was much more her small, sweet smile that made her face glow with happiness that made his glance last longer.

"- You're nowhere near a safe landing zone," He was informed by his personnel, "In which case, your safest bet is using the Fulton device,” He was further informed, and at that, he nodded,

"Alright, Stand by, " he ordered, his only goal during the time being to escape unscathed and much more, undetected.

Soon after, he snuck through the darkness, leaving no trail behind, the only evidence of his infiltration being the woman he escaped with and the man that was left in place of her in the depressing cage they’d contained her in.

Once outside, and at a safe distance, he strapped the Fulton device onto her, being sure she was buckled on securely by tugging at the belt one final time.

Worried, she looked up at him, “ w-what's going on?” She asked him, sounding small and mousy wearily training her eyes on the balloon that hovered her above the ground.

He said nothing more than a single word:

“Enjoy.”

A loud screech clawed its way out of her throat as she suddenly shot up, the ground she once lay on becoming a stranger to her. She was horrified, her voice instantly rawed by the loud howl she released.

With a glare she looked down at the man, finding him already looking up to her, watching as she ascended further.

The man who had saved her briefly looked up at her while she left the land, and as she caught sight of the small perk at the left corner of his mouth she couldn't help but feel a strange warmth of happiness blossom within her chest, the fear that she felt suddenly dying out.

In just that instance a grin overtook her, and smiling grandly she hollered out with joy, her arms spread out as she cut through the wild wind, and her horrified cry morphed into sheer delight.

- And it was unexplainable, but somehow, she felt like she was at her safest.

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“ ангел,” Ocelot said lowly, looking towards his boss as he spoke, giving him his full attention.

“That’s right, The Soviets called her ангел or...Angel,” Kaz muttered, reading the report in his hand, his eyes skimming over it with a sour downturn.

“It says here she just fell out of the sky,” He added while he then trailed his eyes up to the blue atmosphere, uncertain on whether or not he should believe the intel, finding it strange, enough to have both doubt and caution existing within him at the same time.

Nodding, Ocelot agreed,

“ From the intel we gathered it seems as though there was a beam of light from the sky, and when they went to search the area they found her.

She was unconscious, bare.

In a sense, completely new to the world,” He informed both Snake and Kaz, relaying exactly what he'd been notified.

"A few of the soldiers we threw in the brig confirmed it, and, from what we gathered, they were afraid to even look at her wrong, so they just threw her in a dark room and bound her as tight as they could." He explained, his arms crossed as continued to watch the brunette, observing him as he took in the information.

“There’s no place to trail her back to. So, it's like she doesn't even exist. " The silver-haired male went on,

“She says her name is (f/n), but that’s as much as she can tell us cause it looks like the girl had severe amnesia.

All in all, she’s a clean slate.”

“You sure about all of that?” Kazuhira said with scrutiny.

“100%, but if you don’t trust my judgment, you can take his word instead,” Ocelot said while pointing his chin towards the more silent male as he seemed to think, contemplating over the small moment he shared with her an hour prior,

She’d been properly introduced to the man that saved her, and during the interaction she couldn’t withhold her gratitude, thanking him repeatedly, simultaneously promising him her loyalty in return.

He was quiet throughout the entire exchange, though, she noticed a small smile lifted his features, and it made it all easier to trust him, the initial caution she had due to his dominant aura slowly leaving her as she saw the light expression.

Finding out about her lack of memory, he became understanding, because all in all, he believed her every word in that regard.

“- Stay,” He told her, “For now, you should stay,” He added, not willing to send out into the unknown world.

As strange as it was, if she wasn’t from their world, then how could she survive?

If he simply threw her out into the unknown, what would be of her?

“T...Thank you,” she said again, feeling as though it was the only phrase she knew because of how much she had uttered it, but she knew nothing else that could be said to the man that had saved her.

She knew no other words that could possibly even be equivalent to a life.

It was then that her body moved all on its own, going straight towards the man as she wrapped her arms around his strong body,

‘How can I ever thank you?’

‘How can I even begin to repay you?’

Perhaps it was straightforward, maybe even downright strange to him, but she knew she had nothing more that could be given to him,

“Thank you,” She breathed, repeating herself again.

‘Have you already grown tired of me repeating these words?’ She wondered with mild amusement, a small puff of air escaping her as she felt his arm rest over her back, the brunette being respectful enough to not draw any lower, and it was an indication that he knew just where her act came from, silently accepting it without any lecherous nature existing in him.

He genuinely cared for her well-being, and to her, it was plain to see.

She looked up at him with the same expression he’d captured upon their first interaction, the same one that was of joy, yet lingered with sadness, and most of all full of gratitude.

“She's telling the truth,” V said with certainty.

“ With that being said we can't send her out,” he went on, his brows tightly knit together.

'- It's a gut feeling,' He thought to himself, knowing that it wasn't enough to back his decision, but making the call nonetheless.

He then shook his head, deciding to take a calm walk along the base to clear his mind, leaving the two other men to themselves.

He understood how shady it all seemed, but somehow, he was convinced she wasn't a secret ploy against them.

- He truly did believe in her word, but there was no way he could prove it, especially with how muddied and shady her tale was.

Not a few moments after did the lovely (h/c) haired woman peep out from the medical bay, her sight mostly focused upon the bright sky, wonderment in her gaze as she thought back to what had been said about her, specifically speaking, the supposed story of how she even ended up captured in the first place.

And during then, she was observed,

“That's her, right?” Kaz said while eying her, watching the slow steps she took, taking in every movement that she executed.

Kazuhira's hidden eyes trailed up from the woman's small heeled feet, eyeing the dark, sheer pantyhose that hugged her legs, all leading up to the edge of the black pin skirt that ended mid-thigh.

skimming over her entire figure, he found his eyes set onto her face, studying its unsettled expression.

“Stunned, I see,” Ocelot said, nudging him, shooting him a knowing grin, taking the prolonged glance as something else,

“Stunned?” Kazura huffed, “More like, cautious... suspicious of her. We don’t know who she is, and yet we have let her onto our base of operations? So what, So she can familiarize herself with our base? With us? Our soldiers?” Kaz continued.

“For all we know, she could be working for Cifer, she could be one of his spies,” He said lowly, still maintaining his focus on the (h/c) haired young woman.

“...We’ve got more enemies than we can count,” he elaborated, "So who's to say she's not affiliated with one of them?" He then pressed on.

“I’m sure you're overthinking it,” the silver-haired man said whilst studying the female too, “Trust me, if you have a moment with her, you’ll understand,” he added with assurance, though, not at all convincing the other man.

“- She fell out of the sky,” Miller said flatly, “Sounds like a lot of bullshit to me,” he added with exasperation.

"But even then, it seems you two are insistent in letting her stay," He grumbled, knowing he was outnumbered, only being left with the option to keep his eye trained on her.

Feeling their sights trained on her, she then turned to their direction, eyeing them with the same curiosity they did her.

The two men were both were blondes, one golden-haired while the other was a lighter, silver-haired blonde.

She recognized the first, remembering that Snake had referred to him as Ocelot during her interrogation.

Though the two men were essentially strangers to her, she recognized one familiar face, that alone easing her.

Quietly, she gazed back at them, a small bashful smile rising throughout the while, her entire face showing uncertainty, yet placid kindness nonetheless.

Lifting his hand up in a halfhearted manner, Ocelot gave her a short wave, one she kindly returned, the same tender smile intact, even as she lined her sight with the other male, and what she was certain was an antagonistic glare, even while he wore shaded eyewear.

'You're not the first, and I doubt you'll be the last,' She thought to herself, regarding the harsh glare that was meant for her, knowing it came from a place of doubt and high caution, understanding where he came from because even she found her story hard to believe,

'I find it hard to believe too...' She silently spoke to the man, her eyes falling down and away from him as she saw him tear his attention from her, deciding to go a different route where he wouldn't cross paths with her.

'But it's the truth, And I have just as many questions as all of you do,' She added as her eyes found their way back to the atmosphere.

Where Will This Take You?

Quiet 

Keep You Safe   |  To protect, even from a distance was a way she showed her bond.

Venom 

In His Hold | She questions what her purpose is, and just what she has to continue to look forward to, finally coming to one simple conclusion.

 With All My Heart  | NSFW | First time together

A Collage Of You  |  You ever notice he has a collection of pictures on the wall of the chopper?

Glad You’re Back | With Him There she can finally sleep

I Missed You  | Drabble | She missed him

My Peace | Drabble | He’ll make sure to protect his bit of peace

Stinky | Drabble | He comes Home Stinky

Ocelot 

Name   |  She wants to know his name.

Sunshine  |  There’s a reason he calls her Sunshine.

roughly   | NSFW | He gets a'lil rough with his (f/n)

Hidden away  | Everyone else had become aware of their secret meetings

My One Truth   | There are many things he can’t tell her, but there is one truth he can.

Impressed?  | He tries to impress her

In My Opinion | Drabble | Kaz’s opinion on Ocelot & (f/n)

Kazuhira Miller

Care |  She get’s hurt, and he knows it’s his fault, and it’s eating at him

Sweet Melody |  PT.2 Of Care | He sings to her a song, one of his own, one inspired by the growing feeling in his chest.

Sweet Child Of Mine | Kaz as a new father. 

A Simple Sorry | All He had to do was Apologize.

Ugly | He thinks he’s ugly. She disagrees with his point of view.

Defensive |  When it Comes to her, He can’t help being defensive

Falling Into Step |  It’s been a Full Year at MB.

Oblivious | Drabble | She’s been oblivious the entire time

Making Love | Drabble | There’s only one way he can love her

A Change Of Heart | He’d Sworn He never wanted children.

Someone Better | She thinks he could do better

What I Need | Drabble | It’s just what he needs

Act Like It | He’s always just staring

Extras |

Sweet Memories | The reader gets a picture out of baby boy Eli W/ A lil bit of Ocelot x Reader that’s barley noticeable you can just push it aside.

[evawritesstuff]

mgs men love languages

Solid Snake, Otacon, Big Boss, Kazuhira Miller, Raiden, Revolver Ocelot, Liquid Snake

TAGS: gender neutral reader, fluff, a tiny bit angsty in Raidens part

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Solid Snake

Snake would value quality time

His favorite way to spend time with you is to train you one on one

The close proximity, the lessons you'd both learn

It was such a great way for you and him to spend time together

Snake would also enjoy playfighting

Just nudging and elbowing each other, general rough housing

Honestly I think he'd be really into that

Otacon

I'd like to think he'd be into gift giving

Since Otacon is a huge geek, he will know EXCATLY how to get whatever you want

Even if you don't ask for it

if you mention it in conversation, he'll make a mental note for later to get it for you

It doesn't matter what it is

You could mention your favorite snack in a conversation ONCE

and already the same day he'll get that exact snack for you

You need new art supplies? He's got you

Figures from your favorite media? Even they're rare to find, somehow he finds them

Big Boss 

Quality time most definitely

He's pretty busy, so he will jump to any opportunity to spend precious time with you

It doesn't matter what you guys are doing

Whether it's watching a movie, yapping to each other about your interests, taking a walk together

even something as simple as sitting in silence, he appreciates

He only wishes he had more opportunities to do so

Kazuhriza Miller

PHYSICAL TOUCH

if he can, he will be VERY open about it too

he loves cradling you in his arms, or vice versa

giving you a bunch of kisses to make sure you know you're loved

and he definitely appreciates being on the receiving end aswell

Like if you suddenly kiss him on the cheek out of nowhere?

That will be the one and only time you'll see him flustered

His mouth will be agap for a moment

before it turns into a HUGE smile

And his face is completely red aswell

Course, he'll try to make some smug remark

"Must be a lucky guy to be surprised with kisses like that"

Raiden 

I think he'd be into words of affirmation

A part of it is because of his childhood

He was so used to getting praise if he survived another days fight in the battlefield

So it's only natural for him to give the same treatment to you

Even if he's not aware of it

But another part of it, is seeing the comfort his words bring you

Seeing you ease up a bit after whatever words he said

He's addicted to it

Revolver Ocelot

Ocelot would be into acts of service

Helping you with whatever you needed helping with

MGS3 era Ocelot would do it because he thinks it makes him more "manly" 

As he gets older, he grows out that mentality (thankfully)

Beyond that though, he would do it because he just got a thrill from it

You're already dealing with alot, the least he could do is make a task a bit easier for you

Liquid Snake 

Liquid would be into words of affirmation as well

He's always bossing everyone around in Foxhound

However, on the rare occasion someone does something right 

Eli will actually praise them

"Nice work! Now if only you could work this well every day!"

I forgot to mention that, on the rare occasion he does give praise to the people around him, he'll have the most mocking tone of voice you've ever seen

This applies to you as well (expect you usually get more praise compared to everyone else)

You do something well? He will rave about it

You're not doing anything at all? He will comment on how amazing you look that day

Plus, he's just LOVES to tease you

With the others, his mocking comes from a place of disdain

But with you... it was just different

He didn't know how to explain it

[imagines-by-cleo]

Cat got your tongue?

Revolver Ocelot X Fem!Reader NSFW

CW: SMUT, alcohol, teasing, hair pulling, blowjobs, edging, begging, overstimulation, dumbification, unprotected sex, tooth rotting fluff

Back at it again with more mgs fics! This one actually turned out better than I expected and I think it might be one of my favorite reader inserts I've written so far. I'm not expecting this to get a lot of attention but if you do happen to like it I am willing to write more and I'm always taking requests!

"So, why did you choose Ocelot for your codename? Cause I don't think they're native to Russia." You asked, speech slurring slightly as you swirled the half drunk glass of vodka that he insisted was the best.

The night was getting away from you as you entered one meaningless conversation after another, the alcohol and small talk served as mere distractions from the reason you were meeting in the first place.

"No you're right, they're native to Texas, I believe." Answered the man being questioned, before finishing his own glass.

"Ah! So that must have something to do with the whole cowboy aesthetic." You exclaimed, extremely proud of your detective work.

"Are you trying to figure me out?" He teased while leaning back against the couch you both were sitting on without losing the amused look in his eye.

"I could ask you the same question." You replied, doing your best to best to stay collected as the alcohol took effect. "I know why you brought me here."

"You know a lot of things. Things that can be very useful to the Diamond Dogs." He noted before taking the bottle from the nearby coffee table and refilling your drink.

Your surroundings couldn't have made it more obvious, dim lights, comfortable furniture, booze that was most definitely laced with truth serum. This was a sugar coated interrogation.

"Is that your plan? To talk me into working with your gang of mercenaries?" You laughed though that did nothing to deter his attempt to coerce you.

"We prefer the term 'private military organization', and we're hoping that with your connections you can help build us into more than a just bunch of thugs with a little firepower." He continued, sliding closer to emphasize his last point. "Put the diamond in diamond dogs, if you will."

The playful tone of his voice made your heart drop, here you were discussing politics and secrets that could very well lead to a third world war, but it was all just a game to him. Though the idea of running off to join a rogue military group wasn't appealing at first, his attitude was showing you the more romantic element of it and if it's all a game you might as well play along. Besides, you didn't get this dolled up for just a job interview.

"I hope you don't think you can just win me over with a few drinks." You cooed, taking another sip from your glass.

"Don't you worry, we'll be sure to make this decision worthwhile." He answered while taking the drink right from your hand and setting it aside.

Determined to maintain the upper hand, you kept your eyes locked with his, even as the unmistakable feeling of a gloved hand traveled up your leg.

"What about my reputation?" You asked, batting your half lidded eyes. "No one will trust me with intel if word gets out that I'm working with mercs."

Backing away as he moved closer you gently fell on your back with his body caging yours as he whispered. "It'll be our little secret."

With his face mere inches away from yours the standoff began, his breath hot and sweet mixing with yours, your mouth parted gently and begging for attention. You thought had won the second his lips met yours but were cruelly tricked when he quickly pulled away, his smirk spreading wider when you longingly raised your head to chase the contact. Deciding to up the ante you grabbed the bright red scarf around his neck, other hand tangling in locks of silver and gold as you passionately forced your mouths together, once he groaned into the kiss you took that as your queue to push him away.

His face when you parted was nothing short of a treasure, his cheeks red as the lipstick that had transferred from your face to his, hair tossed and eyes unfocused while he tried to make sense of the situation. You might have been the first person in a decade to see him so perplexed and you were loving every bit of it until he shot you a daring look before dipping down to taste your neck.

The tangy taste of leather touching your parted lips prompted you to bite down, helping Ocelot pull off his glove. Now freed, his hand lifted your dress and traveled up your bare leg, stopping to stroke at the sensitive skin at the top of your thigh. With the help of previously consumed alcohol you felt weightless, perfectly pliable in his grasp, aching for the next caress. Fingertips ghosted over the fabric of your panties while his teeth grazed your jugular.

"Fuck..." The glove fell from your mouth as you sighed.

His lips curved into a smile as his teeth sunk into your neck, slow and deliberate touches burned every nerve and talented mouth stole the breath right out of your lungs. A single finger teased your clit as it hooked under your panties before sliding them down, excited to receive the attention you lifted your dress and raised your leg to assist their removal, only to be left spread out and wanting.

Rolling your hips forward into the expected touch you found nothing, above you Ocelot sat back against the couch twirling your lingerie around his trigger finger. Biting back the urge to protest, your frustration couldn't have been more obvious.

While tilting his head, he had the nerve to ask. "What's the matter? Cat got your tongue?"

Pouting like a petulant child you sat up and dropped to the ground by his feet. With a forceful push you parted his knees and slid between, making quick work of unbuttoning his pants, ignoring the belted holster around his hips.

"If it's my tongue you're after..." You replied, words punctuated with the swish of a zipper.

His cock barely needed your assistance in being pulled out, springing erect on it's own at the earliest opportunity. Leaning back with his arms spread he tried to play it cool, but the way his leg jerked as you traced a single digit along his throbbing shaft told a different story. Wrapping your lips gently around the tip you felt his muscles tense as he braced for the rest of your mouth, it shouldn't have come as a surprise at this point when you left him with nothing but a teasing peck.

Hearing him snort you looked up eager to witness his reaction, with a roll of his eyes he turned his head to the side, doing his best to look unamused. Using only the tip of your tongue you licked up and down his stiff length, grazing every vein along the way, occasionally stopping to gently suck the head for a quick moment before continuing to torment him. After letting your mouth water over the top, cool beads of saliva ran down his shaft, making him shut his baby blue eyes tight at sensation.

Ocelot was about to break, you could feel it, though he was putting up quite the fight. You weren't sure how long you had been giving him tiny kitten licks and rubbing little circles over his balls with your thumb, but his ragged breathing signaled his impending surrender. The heat growing between your own legs was getting harder to ignore, not to mention your knees were getting sore from kneeling on the hard floor. While planting firm slow kisses along his cock you ran your hands up and down his clothed thighs, trying to coax some kind of response from him.

"пожалуйста...пожалуйста..." He panted over and over.

The words made you stop, you never expected him to outright beg, much less in his native language. Warmth and the rush of newfound intimacy filled your heart where you expected a sense of triumph. The mask was off, the game was over, all that was left were two bodies that couldn't last another second without the other.

Rising as fast as your tired legs would allow, you straddled his lap, lifting your skirt as you positioned your body. The way his already slick cock dragged across your dripping slit made you hiss, his hands urging you to drop as they grasped your hips, nails digging into your skin as his grip tightened. With your forehead pressed to his, looking into his eyes, pupils dilated with lust, you shared a sigh as you finally sank down. it was all too easy to start moving given how wet you had become, rhythm was hard to find as you rose and fell, relying on his hands lifting and pulling your hips in time.

Throwing his head back against the couch, the slow pace making him revel in every inch of his length disappearing deep inside of you. Yanking off his red scarf to expose his neck you tossed it aside and tore his shirt open, running your fingers over any bit of skin you weren't sucking or biting at. One of his hands slid up your back, unzipping your dress and letting your breasts bounce free, while the other hand stayed methodically guiding your movements.

Even with just one hand, his grip wouldn't allow you to go any faster. The burn was unlike anything you had felt before, like being overstimulated yet still deprived. Anticipating an increase in speed your pussy drooled endlessly as your sensitivity grew, ruining the front of his pants as wetness flowed down your thighs.

"Ugh, you make me so wet."

He brushed the hair away from your face before pulling you in for a messy kiss, your bare chest rubbing against his clothed as your bodies drew closer. Forcing your tongue past his lips with little resistance you tasted more of the vodka you had previously shared as his fingers twisted your hair tighter.

Pulling away briefly, Ocelot moaned your name. Your real name, that you never told him. Disregarding the urge to wonder how he came to know it you were overcome with the desire to hear it again. Finding a way to resist his restrictive grasp by pulsing your tight hole as he moved you up and down at the torturous place, the act taunting and provoking him to take more of you.

"Say my name again." You breathed out

An arm snaked around your back, the other lifted your knee as he twisted your position, making you lie on the couch. He whispered your name once, then again between placing a kiss on your cheek, your neck, your chin, behind your ear. To every call you responded with a new sweet sound spilling over your parted lips.

Every thrust was reaching a new depth now, any other man this pussy drunk would be having their way with you like an animal, but not him. The same exquisitely agonizing speed continued, his cock dragging across your sweet spot while your whole body begged for just the slightest rise in pace. Any confidence you displayed earlier was long gone, whimpering in a pitiful fashion as your body writhed. He wasn't even overpowering you in anyway yet you still felt so helpless beneath him.

"You want it bad, don't ya?" His voice dripped with the faux southern accent that you couldn't get enough of.

"So bad..." You whined, hips rising into his thrusts, telling him more than your words ever could.

That answer seemed to be good enough for Ocelot, an accomplished grin spreading on his face as he gave you the speed you had been craving. His momentum rough, wild, passionate. Cinching your legs around his waist, the unremoved gunbelt dug into your flesh, you found it easy to ignore now that your needs were finally being indulged.

Driving into you with such a deliberate force sparked embers in your lower stomach that gradually spread through your whole body, the flames fanned by the gloved hand slipping between your legs. Your climax approached slowly, every time you thought you reached the peak the feeling increased, tremors spreading through your limbs while your moans turned to whimpers.

"That's it, that's it." He softly cooed, guiding you through the orgasm.

Determined to feel your core continue to flutter around him while he spilled out he rubbed in slow gentle circles around your clit, prolonging the waves of pleasure that continued to rush over you. You heard him mumble a few more words that you didn't have the clarity to translate while the warmth of him finally bursting in you spread through your insides.

Hands wantonly explored each others bodies, desperate to not part from the intimacy you two had created for as long as possible. It was a rarity in your lifestyles, being held this tenderly. At this point when 'negotiations' were over you'd be pulling your clothes back on, sparking a cigarette and getting ready to leave. Not here, you were already planning your next return and had no doubt Ocelot was doing the same.

Carfully lifting off of you and lying back on the other end of the couch he spread his arms inviting you to happily crawl between. Resting your head on his chest, feeling it rise and fall while his panting slowed to soft deep breaths you heard his heart beating, prompting you to take his hand and place it on your chest so he could feel the same while you sat quietly and enjoyed each others existence.

"Gonna be a good girl and come work for diamond dogs?." He asked, voice rough and tired.

So quickly after experiencing that kind of mindless pleasure he gained the capacity to focus on business. Whether it was out of avarice or loyalty to his organization you couldn't tell, at least not in this state. Nonetheless you had nothing but admiration for that kind of dedication.

"When do I start?" You teased, nuzzling into his chest, feeling the deep soft laugh that followed.

After a long while the clock on the other side of the room caught your eye, drawing attention to not only your state of undress but how long you had been that way.

"I should probably leave soon." You stated, though you made no effort get up.

There was no rush for you to go, you had no where in particular to be and it wasn't as if you weren't currently laying on your new employer. However if you were going to work with these people you weren't about to tolerate jeers and rumors about you and the length of your little meetings with Ocelot that were definitely true but nobody else's business.

Sitting up and pulling the thin straps of your dress back over your shoulders, you were surprised to receive some assistance in zipping up the back. His fingers trailed up your back and around to the mark he had previously left on your neck, letting out a sentimental sigh while tracing over it.

"Here." He called, picking up the long since discarded scarf off the floor then tying it around your neck. "It's cold out tonight."

Taken aback by the gesture you couldn't think of anything to say, a simple thanks wouldn't be enough after receiving the accessory he was never seen without.

"What's the matter?" He asked, noticing your confusion. "Cat got your tongue?"

You laughed before kissing him one more time, as that was the only way you could think to appropriately express gratitude. Wishing you could stay in his arms a little longer you reluctantly parted, smoothing out your dress, wiping away the smeared makeup, working out the tangles in your hair and trying to look as decent as possible.

The glaring issue of not having anything underneath made itself known when you stood up and felt a cool wetness dripping from between your legs. Squeezing your sticky thighs together you looked around the floor, on the couch, anywhere you might have left your panties.

"Have you seen my..." You asked, gesturing vaguely around thr room.

"I have no idea where they could have run off to." He told you.

He was a good liar, but he wasn't fooling you. It was only fair he kept something of yours anyway. Deciding to drop the issue with a prayer that your thighs would dry off on their own you walked toward the door, soon to be escorted by Ocelot once he sorted his own clothes out. He opened the door for you, noticing the guards coming down the hall his attitude changed drastically.

"When you find the information about the troop movements in Kabul be sure to..." He trailed off as the guards passed none the wiser, grabbing you by the scarf and pressing his lips to yours a final time.

"Anyway." The blush on your face dismantled your femme fatal attitude as you stumbled through the goodbye. "I'll be in touch."

Giving you one last smile and a nod Ocelot leaned on the doorframe while he watched you disappear down the hall. Knowing eyes stared at you while you made your way outside, more accurately at the bright red scarf you wore. Holding your head high you meet their gazes with dignity, unashamed at the implications of being marked as you were. Stepping out into the night you nuzzled the fabric around your neck, inhaling the scent of musk and gunpowder that it carried, hoping that it would never fade as long as you kept it.

[mgsheadcanons]

could you do one for ocelot, kaz, and big boss when their ftm partner is on their period and having a bad day ? 🥺❤️

(It turnes out to be more gender neutral, I hope that’s ok! Anyway, hope you’re doing well! Have a great day, buddy😇😘)

Ocelot, Kaz and Big Boss with their ftm S\O who is on period and had a bad day:

Ocelot

- He will take a day off to spend it all with you. He has much work but will find someone to substitute him there

- He’s gonna make you a massage of the lower back if you say it will do any good

- He’ll bring DD with him just to cheer you up a little bit

- You can’t help but smile at that good boy when it tilts its head to one side and wiggles its tail playfully

- Does he know the name of your favorite candies? He will figure it out if not and bring them to you. Anything he can find on the Mother Base

- Ocelot hands you a bottle with hot water and a big soft blanket. You will spend some time wrapped in it, with hot chocolate or tea, and DD lying next to you on the one side and Ocelot cuddling you on the other

- If it makes you relax, he’s gonna read you your favorite book out loud or tell one of those odd stories from his past, where you hardly could say if it is true or not

Kaz

- He’s gonna be the sweetest guy you’ve ever met during the whole day

- Actually, he’s always nice with you but on these days he beats all records

- He’ll turn into a “Mother Kaz” and keep swirling around you asking million questions with that grumpy face

- It’s gonna make you giggle internally about how serious he is about taking care of you, like it was at least an A rank mission

- When he notices that, he'll put on another worried face asking if something was wrong or were you nervous

- But as soon as you tell him about your thoughts, he will relax, rub the bridge of his nose taking off glasses and chuckle at how comic he might be looking

- He’ll bring you some self made burgers with all your favorite ingredients added. Made with love, it’s one of most tasty snascks on the whole base

Big Boss

- When it comes to this sort of things, he’ll act quite pulled away at first, but of course he is not leaving you all alone

- Not that he didn’t believe you or enjoyed seeing you in pain, he just thinks that it’s something common you have used to it

- He probably won’t put aside his duties and affairs, but he will leave only the most important ones on his list in order to deal with them as quickly as possible to join you

- Without a second thought he’ll do his best to help you, whether he doesn’t understand you completely

- He’ll bring all supplies and food that you’ll ask for, but he’s new to that and may bring you wrong stuff for the first time. Don’t be tough with him, the man is trying

- He will ask you to show where the pain is and begin awkwardly and clumsily rubbing that place, only for you to stop him by carefully grabbing his hands. Rough soldiers hands are not the best ones for delicate caring

- He is not a big talker and not that affectionate so he will keep silent for some time providing you his emotional and moral support by simply staying by your side

(pictures are not mine / found on Google)

[assassins-writing]

Request: Number 25 from this list ❤ 25. “Let’s adopt twenty cats together and treat them like our children.”

Pairing: Connor Kenway x Reader (Reader is female

Note: Okay, I LOVED this request! It’s a little short, but still! Anyway... Modern setting with Connor and adopting animals because why not?

“Hey, Connor.” Y/N started, looking away from her phone and at the assassin, smiling when Connor’s eyes met her own.

“Yes?” Connor asked, head tilted slightly as he waited on Y/N to answer him.

“Let’s adopt twenty cats together and treat them like our children.” Y/N’s voice was even, holding a serious tone even though she was smiling at the assassin sitting just beside her.

Connor chuckled before looking away from her, shaking his head.

“We can not adopt twenty cats, Y/N. What if we can not take care of them all?”

“But, Connor! Hairy babies!” Y/N argued, smiling again as Connor laughed at her.

“We can adopt two cats, Y/N. One now, and another when we are used to having an animal living in the house with us.” Connor said, Y/N crossing her arms across her chest, trying to fake a pout but failing when Connor wrapped an arm around her shoulders, pulling her close to him.

“We could go to the shelter and get one today, if you would like to do that.”

“Really?!” Y/N happily said, looking at Connor as he nodded before kissing his cheek repeatedly. “Thank you!”

Connor couldn’t help the smile on his face at Y/N’s excitement, tapping her shoulder lightly before moving his arm and going to stand up.

“Come on, then. We need to get ready to go get a cat, do we not?” Connor said as soon as he was standing, turning to look at Y/N. Y/N stood up quickly behind him, whose smile had yet to falter.

Y/N then took Connor’s hand, pulling him towards the door.

“Let’s go already!”

“Why must you sleep on my shoulder?” Connor murmured, gently moving the kitten from his shoulder for the third time, earning a loud ‘meow’ in response.

“Connor, he loves you, that’s why! I don’t blame him, really, you’re the best pillow in the world.” Y/N said with a cheeky smile, Connor shaking his head at her.

“He is though isn’t he, Revolver?” Y/N then said, taking the kitten from Connor’s hands.

Connor just smiled as he watched Y/N with their new, furry family member, noticing just how happy the cat made her already. It wasn’t as if they had chosen him, though- the 6 month old kitten had reached to the two of them through the front of his cage, and wouldn’t stop meowing at them until they paid attention to him. It just so happened that Y/N fell in love with his one bright green eye and striped fur- and the kitten had demanded to be placed on Connor’s shoulder while they were walking around the shelter.

This, obviously, led to their current situation: at home, on the couch, with a new kitten keeping them both entertained already.

And though Connor wasn’t a cat person, he felt he could become one with as much joy as little Revolver was bringing the woman he loved.

[ao3feed-handers]

Video game characters x Reader

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by EllanaRavenwood

Title is pretty self-explanatory!

Words: 5844, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Fandoms: Uncharted (Video Games), Metal Gear, 龍が如く | Ryuu ga Gotoku | Yakuza (Video Games), Resident Evil - All Media Types, Mass Effect Trilogy, Dragon Age (Video Games), Deus Ex (Video Games), God of War (Video Games), Tomb Raider & Related Fandoms, BioShock 1 & 2 (Video Games), Dishonored (Video Games), Fables: The Wolf Among Us (Video Game), The Last of Us, And Many More - Fandom

Rating: Mature

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: F/F, F/M, M/M, Multi, Other

Characters: Samuel Drake, Nathan Drake, Victor Sullivan, Joel (The Last of Us), Ellie (The Last of Us), Elena Fisher, Rafe Adler, Nadine Ross, Chloe Frazer, Cullen Rutherford, Fenris, Solid Snake, Otacon, Garrus Vakarian, Blackwall, Iron Bull, Dorian Pavus, Sera, Anders, Hawke, Commander Shepard, Kratos, Lara Croft, Bigby Wolf, Snow White, Booker DeWitt, Jack Ryan bioshock, Kiryu Kazuma, Majima Goro, Adam Jensen, SO MANY CHARACTERS GAH, I probably forget a lot of them...

Relationships: Samuel Drake/Reader, Nathan Drake/Reader, Joel (The Last of Us)/Reader, Bigby Wolf/Reader, Solid Snake/Reader, Big Boss/Reader, Kazuhira Miller/Reader, otacon/reader, Chloe Frazer/Reader, Nadine Ross/Reader, Rafe Adler/Reader, Ellie (The Last of Us)/Reader, Revolver Ocelot/Reader, Harry Flynn/reader, Fenris/Female Hawke, Fenris/Male Hawke, Female Inquisitor/Cullen Rutherford, Blackwall/Female Inquisitor, Female Inquisitor/Iron Bull, Iron Bull/Male Inquisitor, Female Shepard/Garrus Vakarian, Male Inquisitor/Dorian Pavus, Anders/Female Hawke, Anders/Male Hawke, SO MANY RELATIONSHIP !, Requests open for them just ask, chances are I'm in the fandom of the video game ya like, Kiryu Kazuma/Reader, Majima Goro/Reader, Adam Jensen/Reader

Additional Tags: Smut, Fluff, x Reader

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[themattress]

From the maker of this great video.

13 points I have to make on it:

1.) Holy shit, he outright agrees with me on the best way to utilize Disney worlds! Sweet!

2.) I enjoyed Marluxia in Corona, but yeah, I agree that his alliance with Gothel was a huge wasted opportunity. Beyond the unfortunate implications of him taking the Stabbington Brothers’ role only for him to be manipulating Gothel when it was the other way around with the Stabbingtons, why get us hyped with that first scene with them and then never have them actually interact on screen again? It’s more than Larxene and Luxord get, since we never see their interactions with Hans and Cutler Beckett on screen, but I honestly felt that Vanitas’ partnership with Randall was stronger, and the two of them don’t even speak to each other!

3.) Disagree on two counts with his thoughts on the Caribbean. I thought it was the strongest movie adaptation reworking (with Corona in the middle and Arendelle as the weakest) not only due to Luxord’s strong role and Sora, Donald and Goofy taking an active part in the story’s climax but also because of all the skipped over movie context/events and not including Sora, Donald and Goofy in it, which was beneficial as opposed to detrimental in this case because all of those context/events sucked. Having them kept off-screen honestly elevated the material, giving off the feeling that Sora, Donald and Goofy are taking part in something on a grander, more epic and adult scale than they’re used to. And I definitely do not agree that Dead Man’s Chest should’ve been adapted in one game and then At World’s End saved for another one, that kind of cliffhanger would’ve just been frustrating in game form. If you wanted to do both movies, then they should have done the “two world visits” route of KH2, where the first visit adapts Dead Man’s Chest and the second adapts At World’s End. That way you get both halves of the story in one game, making it a more satisfying experience.

4.) “It’s amazing that Rapunzel wasn’t allowed to so much as see Marluxia” - BUT SHE DID, THOUGH! Marluxia replacing the Stabbington Brothers caused a scene where Rapunzel did meet him and he threatened her with two Nobodies! How did he forget this!? He should have said that Elsa and Anna weren’t allowed to see Larxene, that’s an accurate statement!

5.) Very good points on Vanitas, I never thought about them before but they’re true.

6.) OK, Kairi was NOT a “useless damsel in distress” in KH, if that was something he was implying in his discussion of how she was mistreated. She was a useFUL damsel in distress, as she was the prime motive for Sora, Riku, and the villain alliance, her distressing situation was crucial to moving the story along and enforcing some of its core themes, and there was more nuance to it than it appeared (which is sadly lost on way too many people since they’re shallow surface readers who like to boil her down to the archetype she was playing rather than actually grasping how that archetype was played with and subverted, something that is true of Sora and Riku in that game as well). And at least in KH2, her period of being pointlessly made into a useless damsel in distress was followed by a period where she wasn’t, where she took an active role in the finale and helped to save the day. Here, it’s totally ass-backwards, where we get all the hype and build-up that she’s going to take an active role and help to save the day, only for the finale to make her a useless damsel in distress.

7.) I know they’re going to retroactively explain what Xion’s deal was in DLC, but that doesn’t change how badly written her return is, or how badly written it has been at every point building to this game. I too kind of like seeing Xion back and having a happy ending, but it would have ONLY really worked for me if it WASN’T so telegraphed ever since BBS’s secret ending, and if it hadn’t just happened for the sake of happening with every previously established canon rule and consequence of what happened to her being broken. Because as it stands, she has officially become the Mary Sue she was accused of being from the start.

8.) “Dream Drop Distance set the bar so low that anything that’s remotely an improvement is seen as passable by me”.  Yes, exactly this.  

9.) Agreed on all points about Maleficent, whom I’ve also talked about recently.

10.) Perfect sum-up of how lacking in closure KH3 is, especially compared to KH2.

11.) Yeah, Xigbar was always going to be more important as the series went on, but it’s painfully obvious that Nomura never thought ahead as to exactly how he would be. He just wanted him to be the series’ Revolver Ocelot, he didn’t actually think up his full backstory and role, and when developing X and KH3 he finally just applied the Luxu retcon to him, and he loses a lot of his charm (moreso than he already did when he was made “half-Xehanort”.)

12.) Shanelle Gray and Derek Stephen Prince deserve all the praise. :D

13.) My biggest disagreement with him has got to be the conclusion he reaches. I’m fine with him feeling that way, different strokes and all, but I just cannot remotely feel the same. The overall experience matters to me, I cannot be content with just “moments”. There is no reason to care any more about the narrative, world and characters of the KH series, and so I am not sticking with it anymore. I’m glad to be out, ‘cause sorry, it ain’t ever getting better.