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What my pretties would do if they found out their partner struggled with confidence/social anxiety and insecurities <3

Kick

If he found out that you had confidence issues, he would be your hype man. Wearing something different? "Shit, are you trying to kill me here? You look stunning. You always do, but that color compliments you so much. Not as much as I intend to though."

literally the cheesiest man out there. Would make stupid puns, but in the end you feel so loved <3

Gary 'Roach' Sanderson

When he learns you don't feel confident he writes you notes as often as he can complimenting you. Or just telling you how awesome he thinks you are.

"(your favorite color) looks so good on you, I like seeing you happy :]"

or

"Are you a snack? Because I'd eat you up." < Roach is nearly as cheesy as Kick is, but in a more unintentional way

Rodolfo 'Rudy' Parra

Has no idea what you mean. "You're amazing though, what do you mean, cariño?" and you explain it to him

He's shocked. Starts texting you every single thought he has about you

"The sunset tonight reminded me of you" "You're one of a kind mi Amor, I'm so lucky to have you" "The medic here never puts on bandaids right, I wish you were here instead"

Kyle 'Gaz' Garrick

He has no idea what to do. He's used to feeling a bit sidelined, but the fact that you feel that way?? Unacceptable. Googles "how to help my partner feel more confident" and opens the wiki how article that pops up. Follows all the steps to a T.

He compliments you every morning, every night, and every time he thinks about you. Would reassure you that you're a good person, that people like you, and that he loves you

David 'Hesh' Walker

Has no idea what to do. Asks Elias who just tells him to buy you flowers (which he does) Asks Merrick who just shrugs. He panics so he asks how to help and whatever you tell him he does. He loves you, of course he'll tell you that none of your co-workers hate you. Of course he'll tell you that the cashier won't be mad at you if you tell them they forgot your change.

Logan Walker

Clueless. He does everything he thinks of but it doesn't really help as much as he thought it would. He tires all the things that usually work to make you feel better:

Makes you tea, hugs you, watches your favorite show together, cooks food for you. Its just??? not working???

He ends up having to ask around for help, which works somewhat. He reassures you when he recognizes you feel less confident and more insecure.

Nikto

Genuinely has no idea wtf you mean. He could give less than a shit about what people think about them, so what do you mean you're scared everyone hates you? Tells you you're crazy for thinking that, hoping it'll dispel any negative thoughts on your end... just makes it worse.

When they realize this, they feel sooo guilty. But they're too proud to admit it, so he just starts leaving snacks on your desk or buying your favorite drink and putting it eye-level in the fridge as an apology.

Directly after realizing telling you that you're crazy for thinking everyone hates you was a bad idea he scribbles out a "sorry" on a note and puts it on your phone.

Krueger

Acts like he doesn't give a shit.

"You really think that? tsk."

But then you start to notice that whenever you start wanting the ground to open up and swallow you whole he puts a hand on your shoulder.

You feel guilty asking the waiter for a napkin? Hand on the shoulder, sometimes he'll do it for you.

You feel self conscious in the clothes your wearing? Hand on the shoulder, blatantly looks you up and down then mumbles "you look nice."

Feeling like no one likes you? Hand on the shoulder (you get the routine by now) He'll look you dead in the eyes and say, "If anyone hates you, they won't be around much longer to do so." and then refuses to elaborate.

<3

~~~ I had so much fun writing this omg

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Imagine being John’s spouse but you’re not the “submissive housewife/husband” that his soldiers expect him to have. (This is mildly autistic reader coded because I’m basing this off of me)

You won’t cook. You CAN cook, you can follow a recipe quite easily when you put your effort into it. You simply don’t want to, and won’t. Whenever John’s not home, it’s takeout. Almost every night except for the nights you feel damned to make Mac and cheese.

You have a job. You go stir crazy if you’re left home with no one to talk to all the time. It’s full time, and a big part of your life. you’re at work more than you’re even home most days. (You make good money too, definitely enough to support yourself) You only take days off when John returns from deployment, just so he doesn’t have to sit at home by himself the entire time.

You never ever want kids. You’ve openly discussed and set this boundary years ago and you two are both happy with your giant dog child and nothing else. For our afab readers, you even got the money to get your tubes tied or have the whole thing removed. John was happy to get a vasectomy too. All possibilities of birthing a child have been reduced to zero.

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Y’all don’t understand how much I LOVE Simon ‘Ghost’ Riley x Roommate! Reader. It’s just the idea of a cute lil’ roommate who’s just chilling at their apartment one night and then randomly gets jumped scared by Ghost cause he’s barely home. AND!! To make it even better, Ghost absolutely adores them and wants to keep them safe. <3

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Hey guys!

I get I sometimes come here to vent and I want to seperate my emotional feelings from my written work so we can all have a fun time, so I’ve made a seperate vent blog just for that!

I’ll be mostly posting vents, but I’ll always respond to messages and requests from you guys about non-cod related things! Like, how your days going, what you’re excited about, what’s got you stressed. Anything, let me know! It can be in private or public requests. Either way, I’ll always try to make time for you!

Here’s the link to the blog! See you there if you’re interested!

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Duuuude your angsty fic with soap cheating but not cheating bc we weren’t together was so good, do you think you’ll make the next part soon? I don’t mean for this to come across as pressuring in anyway, I’m just eager to see where you’ll take it :) <33 … plus I cant handle angst/no comfort lol 😭

I promise I’ll make it soon! 😭 I’ve been rather mentally drained and the tumblr community (not you guys, just most of the people I come across) has a way to make it worse. But it’ll be here soon I swear!

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Imagine getting close to Nikto. Close enough that he tells you about himself, his likes and dislikes, what and who he cares about. And "who" does he care about? One person, or rather one animal. Sputnik. He calls this "Sputnik" his малыш (baby) and щенок (puppy), and from the way he talks about him, you can deduce that it's a dog. And honestly? It's adorable. This big, mysterious man who just got done taking out enemies left and right just looks at you and goes:

"We cannot wait to see Sputnik again...He misses us." He muses, looking down at you. "We know that he would like you. He knows your scent already."

Give it some time (a lot of time, let's be real), and he's finally letting you into his home. You're amped, so ready to meet this dog that the Russian loves. He calls for Sputnik, you hear nails clicking on the floor, and are met with a very un-doglike sound. It's like cackling. The source trots right up to you, sniffing with its blunt nose at your legs while rounded ears wiggle on the top of it's vaguely canine head.

It's a hyena. A goddamn hyena. Sputnik is a hyena.

From Nikto's eyes, you can tell he's smiling.

"Don't worry, he is a baby."

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I don’t really do “DNI’s” since I find that people will interact regardless. I also tend to find that some people make some very…odd restrictions.

So instead, this is kinda of a list of people who probably won’t enjoy my content. If you see yourself on this list, be sure if you want to stay or not.

You won’t enjoy my content if you’re:

Someone who writes, reposts, or generally enjoys Noncon or rape fics. I don’t support it, and I have a personal history with the topic that I’d rather not discuss. I am anti-harassment, and I’ve never personally attacked anyone for writing noncon. But my blog is my blog, and I have a right to block anyone I want. Like I said earlier, there are safe spaces for this kind of content. This is not one of them.

Right wing, conservative or even just right leaning. I am a queer autistic woman, and I support all the rights of people of colour, trans people, the disabled, ect. I am pro-abortion, pro trans healthcare, pro-Medicare and I hate billionaires. I am not the “respect everyone’s opinion” kind of leftist. I will not tolerate you. I will just tell you to fuck off.

A terf, or agree with terf ideology. This one falls under “right wing” normally but I’ve made its own special category. Again, you can fuck off.

Religious, specifically Christian. I went to a private Christian school for a large portion of my life and I left that experience with trauma that I’ve only begun to scratch the surface of. I respect your right to believe, but I need you to respect that I want to be left alone and far away from religion.

A minor. Now, some of my content will be okay for minors to read, and I’m not actively against teenagers reading adult content (depending on what that content is). Sex isn’t a nasty or bad thing. It’s okay to be curious about it or even want it. But please don’t repost my work, comment or ask for things in my DMs or asks. This isn’t about me, this is about your safety. Interacting with adults in adult spaces is dangerous. Please take your safety seriously. All love ❤️

This will be updated every now and again, depending on how my tolerance of people is. I might remove people from the list, and I might add.

Understand, that even if you’re on this list, this doesn’t mean I hate you personally! (Except for terfs and conservatives. You can fuck off) it just means that this isn’t the space for you.

Have a lovely day! Take care of yourselves and do something you enjoy! 🩷

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“Two braincells that ricochet between you and food” me and Nikto are the same. I am that second braincell.

if you’re still doing requests, could i ask for cod men with an s/o who doesn’t want children? do you think that any of the guys be happy being childfree or would that warrant a breakup? feel free to ignore this if you don’t want to write for it 😊

make art not babies!!

(guys please send interesting/weird requests im back to feeling like trash, staying inside and not sleeping i need to at least do something somewhat productive)

=͟͟͞♡ Price, Ghost, Soap, Gaz, Roach, Alejandro, Rudy, Phillip Graves, Makarov, Keegan, König, Horangi, Nikto

COD Men w/ Reader who does NOT want children

♡ Price...

you both had too much stuff going on for either of you to dedicate time or put in effort to raise kids, it was only that he came to this realization when you were both in the living room one night, you reading and him watching the tv, a commercial featuring a family of five with kids and all came on

he noticed how neither of you had even mentioned the possibility of children, you weren't in any rush and neither was he, so he decided to straight up ask you, wondering if perhaps he had been ignorant to your wishes

but it was a relief when he heard that your plans for the future didn't involve children, whew, he thought he had been neglecting a need he had to fulfill, and he was content, although he did think it would be cute to have a baby, but not in this life

♡ Ghost...

the thought of having kids sort of makes him feel something he can't exactly describe, he knows his childhood wasn't what a child should've ever experienced and he knows that it won't be the same if he decided to raise his own, of course their childhood would be different but he still doesn't want them

so when you confessed not wanting kids he nodded along, listening and not interrupting you until you finished talking, perhaps you two had decided not to have kids for different reasons; mostly personal but what mattered was that in the end the decision was the same

he felt pity for the kids being born, the world they lived in nowadays wasn't going to get better at all, and you two would be doing your nonexistent kid a favor

♡ Soap...

would learn to live with it, it's really hard at first for him because he has seen how happy and beautiful other families looked when they took their kids out to the park, and he couldn't help but imagine that lifestyle for both of you even if he hadn't asked for your opinion first

no matter how many times you two have this conversation it doesn't resolve anything, it goes in circles and end with both of you saying that you wouldn't do anything that would hurt the other, but you're both adamant; you don't want kids, he would like to experience being a father

you get all panicky just imagining giving in, though you do love him with all your heart you can't imagine giving up like this, and he eventually gives up that dream of his, he faces the realization that you might leave, and he'd hate to lose you

♡ Gaz...

was dropping hints for a while, leaving a tiny baby onesie around and hoping you would pick up on it, you noticed it but paid it no attention as you knew what he was up to

you felt guilty having to let him down because he was such a sweet man, understanding and gentle with you, you had to admit that he would make a good dad, but you weren't fond of kids at all and knew it wouldn't be easy for you at all, even with him there to help out

maybe you were failing to appease him in that way, and when you hesitantly told him this, he felt ashamed because perhaps he should've noticed your reactions more, the way your face didn't react at all when you saw a cute kid at the grocery store or how you skipped the ads on your phone advertising baby clothes

you forgave him for that, and he found comfort in the dog you two adopted instead

♡ Roach...

kids?? him?! nope.

he can barely keep the goldfish he won at the fair alive, how is he supposed to take care of a child?!? yeah, he was pretty taken back when you brought up this topic, had he given any wrong signal or indication that he wanted a kid? because that was never his intention

buut the thought had crossed his mind once before, it happened when you had gone to the hospital to visit a friend of yours, she had just had a baby and he saw the softness in your eyes when you held the baby, you didn't notice him staring at you back then, but he had been observing

once you opened his laptop to find google searches of "what if my s/o wants kids".. it actually hurt thinking he might have been trying to warm up to the idea for your sake.. poor him, he had been stressing over this

♡ Alejandro

he wanted kids. i mean, it was only natural for him to want something to care for right? i believe it would cause quite the rift in your relationship, he couldn't comprehend why you wouldn't listen to him

was it because of him? surely you didn't mistrust him after all this time... or did you? he wondered if you really thought he was so cold as to possibly abandon you, so then he started trying to be more 'loving', but to you it was like a bite of overly sweet cake, it felt nice but always left a taste you didn't quite like in your mouth

maybe with time he would learn to get over it because he doesn't want to break up with you, no matter how much you may argue and fight over this, it's just not something he would drop you over

matter of fact he would be more upset at the idea of leaving you than not having kids, so in the end he does choose you

♡ Rudy...

he'd be fine with or without kids, in reality he doesn't know what he wants, he's only sure that he wants to spend his life with you, but doesn't know how

sometimes he thinks it would be a wonderful thing to experience and he's trying to talk with you but the other he's not so sure, you couldn't keep staying in this confusing back and forth so you were honest with yourself first when coming to terms that you didn't want kids, and THEN you told him

he was a little stunned, especially since you were so sweet with kids of family members or friends, but he understood that you just didn't want to raise them yourself, it was easy for him to let go since it wasn't a wish he wanted desperately

you made him happy in more ways than one and he was already incredibly lucky to have you, he could live without children of his own

♡ Phillip...

he treats just about anyone like family, i mean just look at how he treats his Shadows, so no doubt he's thought about having kids with you plenty

he would always hint at it or joke around like "when we have a son/a daughter", but you never laughed at those jokes, more like you'd turn away because how were you going to crush that dream of his?

when you do sit him down and tell him it wouldn't warrant a breakup, he's not exactly selfish so of course he wouldn't want to put you up against the wall and make you choose between losing him or giving up and having kids if it meant staying with him

he could live with it honestly, later on he realizes it might have been for the best considering how he doesn't feel empty at all when he spends time with you

♡ Makarov...

i feel like he probably never really gave it a proper thought, like he barely managed to get into a relationship and actually get invested but he couldn't imagine putting in MORE effort for a kid

he has his plans for the future and in none of them did he ever think of the possibility of having a child so when you come around with the "i don't want kids" he's fine with it bc he never cared for one

he'd probably be one of those people who would HAVE to have a really good and sweet experience with a kid for him to want one, but knowing his lifestyle and near death experiences i don't think he's ever witnessed a cute, happy child lmao

♡ Keegan...

probably hates children already

this guy has been tired his entire life and he's seen how much energy a newborn drains, so he won't want to spend his years raising little brats who might turn out to be ungrateful, and not to mention how freaking awkward he gets when a relative hands him a baby and he's trying not to accidentally break its neck because he doesn't know how to properly hold one

he'd be plenty happy with just you, your wellbeing is his only concern and he doesn't wish to see you or him be burdened by anything else after you settle down

perhaps you could spend your days doing things together, he has plenty of things he'd like to do and discover about himself and he wouldn't want to waste that time on another human being that isn't you

♡ König...

he feels completely safe and at home with you, that comfort he's sought for so long in this cold, bleak world came in the form of you when you two first met, even if it took a while, you eventually reached a point of no return in your relationship when he could comfortably just walk into your arms and you would try your best to wrap them around his broad shoulders, you didn't even have to be perfect, but the thought of you two trying this out was enough for him (you can tell who's my current fave)

but yes at some point during that slow progress he reached that moment in which he realized how much sweeter life would be if there was a little one of yours around... in fact he sometimes got so lost in the thought he wouldn't even realize you were talking to him

and how could he ignore your voice? you knew it wasn't normal and neither did he... so even if you felt bad as you watched for once how his face showed reaction to your response, it was still your decision after all, he wouldn't want a breakup, he wasn't an idiot; just a hopeless dreamer.

♡ Horangi...

is quite literally the "fuck them kids" audio, you had already assumed that he wasn't the type of guy to desperately want kids because of his lifestyle so it was easy for you to have the "no kids" conversation with him

he's completely on board with your decision, it was your call to make anyways and he assured you that even if he did want them he wouldn't ever pressure you to have them, hell he'd be fine if you adopted a pet a called it your child if that's what you wanted

whenever you two are out in public and you see some kid throwing a tantrum you both sigh in relief that you won't have to deal with that

♡ Nikto...

he has two braincells which ricochet between you and food, so it'll be a 1 out of 10000000000000 chances he'll come across the thought of having a kid much less say it out loud

he doesn't even know what to do with kids, like you make them bake 'em inside for 9 months and then what? it comes out and you live with it until it learns to survive on its own? he ain't doing all that

when you tell him you mistake his silence for a negative reaction but really you've just confirmed what he's also wanted for a while now, if you didn't want kids then he for sure didn't want any

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I don’t know why but whenever I’m in a desperate need for a nap I read something about sleepy Simon which makes me want to have a nap even more

But I can’t since I’m at work and I have no beefy man that uses me like a plushie😞

Yeah, you're his human plushie. He does not make the rules; he only enforces them.

Naptime cuddles are a must in the Riley household, and his day is not complete without his clingy kreecherness showing itself and that beefy body of his cocooning yours. Normally, he'd be on the receiving end of your koala-ness, but on some mornings, it's you, especially when the sleep was sleepin' the night before.

Time for you to get up and go to work? Give it five more, sweetheart. You go to move, and Simon moves right with you. You try to roll over to gain some footing, he's two steps ahead of you, luv. Next thing you know, he's rolled over and you're pinned between the bed and him. 200+ pounds of muscle and ass. Good luck getting out from under that beefy furnace. He nuzzles into your neck, and his stubble tickles. Ugh. Asshole (said lovingly).

You go to tell him it's time to get up?

"Negative, luv."

And he has the audacity to intertwine y'all's legs together so you're doubly fucked. To hell with your job, amirite?

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simon who refuses to touch himself when away for a duty. it’s ridiculous, really. you hadn’t even verbally told him to not relieve himself while not in your presence.

it simply just felt so wrong for him to touch himself when you were not there by his side, his eyes not busy basking in your presence.

so when he arrives back to you, he is overwhelmingly pent up from all the stress, grouchy even. he wastes no time pulling you onto his lap, still smelling like the cheap soap they have in the barracks, his muscles tense beneath your hand as he kisses you hungrily, as if with the intent to devour you.

all it takes are a few grinds of your clothed crotch against his for him to cum in his pants right there and then. he is not even ashamed of it, letting your hands unzip his pants so you could free his cock, all sticky with his cum, still flushed red and hard, an unabashed groan escaping his throat.

he really was an impatient man.

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Soap x reader angst (featuring Ghoap)

Tw: angst, heartbreak, mixed messages, not cheating but it still feels like it so be warned.

You know I love angst and I was inspired recently so…

You and soap have known each other for a while now, and you’ve both been flirting non stop. The attraction is so obviously there. He’s all over you 90% of the time and you deeply revel in his affections.

Despite how very clear it is that you two are deeply and passionately into each other, no one’s made the move to start anything. On your part, it was mostly nerves. Afraid to commit and possibly ruin everything. You had hoped maybe if he’d be the first to break down the walls and ask you out, but that day never came. So one day, you thought ‘screw it!’ And walked right up to his door one morning, confession on your tongue and your heart in your stomach as you muster up what little courage you have to knock on the door.

But things don’t go to plan. Instead of the bristly young sergeant, you were greeted by a large man. A dark mask covered his face, his pants hung low on his hips and his tank top baggy and revealing more skin than is necessary for a tank top to show. You’d appreciate his appearance if you weren’t confused as to why he answered the door. But then your eyes zero’d in on the purple mark on his neck.

You try and dismiss your first thought initially. Clearly he’s just a roommate, right? Those can’t be from Johnnys teeth, surely. It’s not possible. He was so into you! Why would he-

“Can I help you?” The tall man asked, still staring down at you like you’re the dirt under his boot.

It was at this point you realised you had been staring at him while you were spiralling. “I-I just…where’s Johnny?”

And at the mention of his name, the devil himself arrives behind the big brute in the doorway. And you see it. Purple marks scattered over his naked neck and torso, hair disheveled and eyes tiredly glazed over slightly, his lips red and bruised from overuse. And a look. An emotion that you can’t tell id etched into his face. Maybe guilt, maybe just the shock of you showing up at his door like this.

But it didn’t matter. Your heart fell and shattered at the bottom of your stomach, as you looked down and excused yourself abruptly to leave.

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This would 1100000000% be me 😭

(Also, I love this. This is my kind of angst)

Reader with daddy issues but in the not fun way, vs price the most emotionally stunted man ever.... :[

You are fine talking with the sergeants, joking and biting back when they tease. Hell, you even talk well with ghost, if not a bit subdued. But price? For some reason he doesnt understand you downright avoid him.

Youre...new. not technically SAS or even 141, but some sort of prodigy in some field that laswell thought relevant enough to bring you on. Ur essential to the mission, which only pisses price off more that you seem hellbent on making any communications impossible.

The last time price tried to talk to you, he had pulled you aside to check some vague points on a file you submitted. It should have been simple! Instead, you answered in clipped responses that proves more useless than the file itself. Price didnt even finished the conversation, snapping the folder closed with a "find me when you feel like being useful." And shouldering past.

Price does not see the way you scrub at ur eyes afterwards, but ghost does.

It goes on like this for weeks, price trying to get shit done only for you to clam up and look like a fool. Its getting on his nerves. The team seemed to pick up on it, gaz or soap offering to talk to you before price got to it. The captain pitied them, because when they returned whatever information was needed has actually been secured. Must've been painful getting you to talk.

Not everything can be avoided, though. As the mission draws closer and price is sorting out the details, he once again needs to find you. The general has been up his ass, and hes trying desperately to organize men with less force than desired. Needless to say, hes not in a good mood.

You seem to sense this instantly when your eyes lock across the lounge, standing up but refusing to step in prices direction. You give mumbled answers and slight nods, not even bothering to meet his eyes. Price, he, well- he snaps, just a bit. Slams the file onto the counter and steps closer, doesnt even register the multiple hurried steps you take back.

"Bloody fuckin' hell kid! Is there anything you can do without me twisting your arm?! Im surprised you've even made it this far, with the way more work for me seems to follow in your wake!"

Hes got more to say, but suddenly a large hand is yanking price by the bicep and out of the room. Ghost pushes price roughly against the wall outside the lounge. He seems pissed, in a way price has never had aimed at him. "You wanna pull yourself together, john?"

John. Not captain. Not price.

"The kids bloody well useless! I swear I dont kno-" price begins, nerves frayed and pissed off.

"The kids scared of you!" Simon cuts in. He yanks his mask off to properly frown at price, eyes narrowed. "The kids scared, and youre fuckin' yellin' is making it worse."

"Why the hell would the kid me scared of me?"

"That..." ghost sighs, steps back. Without the mask, price can see every twitch and furrow in simond face, pained. "...isnt my story to tell. Just- lay off for a bit, yeah? I'll do the talking, get whatever you need. We need this mission to succeed."

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I am once again BEGGING people on Tumblr who have never had sex to stop writing smut. I am so sick of seeing the same nonsensical shit in fics. "Simon was just sooo big and he stretched me out with his fingers for an hour but it wasn't enough and he struggled to fit his GIGANTIC PENIS in my TINY LITTLE HOLE and I cried and he said "Don't worry lovey I'll just cram it in there while you cry" and it was soooo sexy."

Fucking stop, please, I'm begging you. First off, no-one wants their pussy fingered for a fucking hour. Second, rape isn't sexy, and if you think it is, you need a therapist and not a 5000 word fic about Simon Riley raping you. If a guy's dick doesn't fit after an hour of foreplay, you're not into him, and you never will be, and him continuing to try is abusive as hell.

PLEASE stop normalising men injuring women during sex and acting like it's hot. This isn't how sex works. You're just encouraging other virgins to let men hurt them during sex. "But I read it in my fan fics! It was so hot!" I hate it so fucking much.

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Still my favourite series ever

Bells and Stripes

Chapter 5 Previous

When you woke up the next morning, there was the steady pound off two hearts. One against your back, the other against your chest. Warmth was all around you, perfectly inescapable.

Your lashes fluttered open, and your body slowly stretched out. You were going to yawn, but a hushed voice cut you off. “Shhh, darling, Johnny is still asleep.” Simon’s chest rumbled against yours like a steady purr as he spoke. In the next moment, you felt his hand as it sank into your hair and gently combed it away from your face.

A soft, pleased hum escaped you, followed not shortly after by a smile that felt like it was melting over your lips. “Good morning,” you murmured in the softest of whispers. Before you could even look up at him, his lips were meeting yours.

They moved slowly, languidly, as if to seal every moment of last night against your skin. His hand moved to cup your jaw, keeping you right there as he slowly pulled away. “Good morning, love. Did you sleep well?”

You nodded mindlessly, still caught in the pleasant, drifting warmth of the morning kiss. When your eyes finally opened fully, you took a moment to just soak him in. His hair was messy and spiked awkwardly, his cheeks were slightly rosy still. Dark marks decorated his neck and collar bone, some from you, some you don’t remember leaving. He looked perfect, with his handsome features softened and his lips curled in an easy smile. “Mhmm, did you?” You asked while tucking your head under his chin.

Every word vibrated through you, leaving pleasant, warm waves in their wake. “Best nights rest of my life.” There was a soft grumble behind you, where you felt Johnnys arm coil tighter around your waist. “He’s like a bear��” Simon chuckled.

“Ai,” Johnny mumbled, still half asleep as he nuzzled into the back of your neck. “Only before breakfast.” A wave of giggles and laughter passed over you and Simon. Only stirring poor Johnny further from sleep. He grumbled once more, slowly releasing you as he rolled onto his back and raked his hand through his hair.

You rolled over, turning to watch him. He too looked debauched in the most perfect fashion. Light red scratch marks lined his chest and biceps, and hickies dotted various spots on his neck. Still, he had a deeply satisfied look about him. Every muscle was relaxed and a pleasant smile lingered on his lips. “So grumpy…” you chided lightly, “here I thought it would be Simon who couldn’t get up in the morning.”

“I’ll try to not think too far into that,” Simon coiled his arm around you and tucked his face against your neck. “For your information, I’ve been up for nearly half an hour.” Another laugh bubbled from your lips as his connected in feather-like kisses over your neck and pulse. Where they danced over your own markings from the previous night. Johnny had finally gained enough sense to open his eyes, and now watched with a small smirk. “Such a pretty thing.” He murmured, his voice rough with sleep as he reached up and gently cupped your chin. “Such a pretty, mischievous, forbidden thing.”

The moment hung in the air, drawn out as you stared into his deep, tired eyes. There was a peace that seemed to surround all of you, like a time capsule. Forever keeping that moment in the protective hands of affection. Johnny leaned up, pressing a gently kiss to your forehead. “We need to get up before Price comes to check on how things went.”

Simon froze, his arm tensed and tightened around you. “Shit. Yeah, we need to get up.” He looked up at Johnny and quickly started to slide out of bed. “Do you think he’ll know?”

Johnny only chuckled, “have you seen all of us? It’s impossible for him to not at least be suspicious.”

You three hastily got dressed and made effort to hide what was painfully obvious. By the time you were done, the room had been anxiously cleaned, all three of you had painstakingly scrubbed yourselves clean, and you had been put in your most modest dress. Which thankfully covered your neck enough to hide any remnants of the night before.

Luckily, Simon’s uniform hid the majority of his skin, making it nearly impossible for anyone to peek at the markings on his neck. Johnny had the toughest luck, his costume left his neck fully exposed.

“There’s not much more I can do.” You murmured, tapping even more makeup onto his neck. He stood patiently in front of you, head tilted back and his hands resting on your hips as you sat on your bathroom countertop. “Some of these are too dark to cover completely.”

A lazy, charming smirk crawled over his lips. “Oh I wonder who I have to blame?” That earned him a firm scowl from you, but he only chuckled. “Don’t act like you aren’t proud, sweetheart…” he reached up and gently toyed with the lace on your dresses collar. “I know I am.”

There was a swift, firm knock at the door. One that sent all three of you into a panic. “One moment!” You called, scrambling off the counter and trying to find a spot with the perfect, respectful, unassuming distance between you and the guys. Who were also doing the same. After a few moments of our anxiety, you finally called out. “Come in!”

The door swung open, revealing Price who was leaning against the doorframe, a knowing smile painted over his lips. His eyes scanned over all three of you, picking out every detail. “So,” he drawled, smiling to himself. “How did last night go? Any luck finding the culprit?”

“No! No luck!”

“Nope! It was boring!”

“No culprit here!”

He chuckled, shaking his head as if he already knew everything. Did he? Looking back at all of you, his keen gaze pressed down on all three of you. “Hmmm…no dice? That’s tough. Good thing I know who did it.”

Every thought came to a stuttering halt. “You…WHAT?!” Simultaneously, you, Simon, and Johnny were all sent into a spiral of confusion. How long had he known? Why the hell would he tell you to all spend the night together?

Questions flew from Johnny and Simon, all of the same sort. Why? What? And who? Price, who still seemed as calm as a sailor in a storm, lifted his hands to quiet everyone. Once the room fell into silence, he finally spoke. “Johnny, Simon, are you two getting along now?”

Once again, confusion and silence became the common theme. “Y-yes?” “Ai.” Both answered, watching the man in front of them as he stepped into the room and focused his attention in on you. “Princess, did you have a good night?”

Now it was your turn to be confused. But the pieces slowly started to fall into place. Oh. Oh. A smile crawled over your lips and stung at your cheeks. “Yes, it was a great night.”

Price smiled down at you, clearly pleased with the answer. “Good,” he straightened, shooting both Simon and Johnny a lasting look before taking a few steps to the side. “I would like to introduce to you all my apprentice, Kyle Garrick.”

Just then, a man only a year your senior stepped into the doorway. His skin was dark and his eyes glimmered an almost golden hue. He was handsome, but not in the same way as Johnny was rugged or Simon was clean cut. Kyle was beautiful, he had high cheekbones, full lips and a pleasant physique that lacked the scarring men typically gained with the muscle.

“GAZ?!” Simon barked in utter disbelief, “it was you?!”

Gaz ducked his head sheepishly, looking over at Price. But all John did was gesture for him to step forward. You knew this man, had seen him many times, but very rarely had you ever spoken. This shy man was the one who had left you the flower?

“I’m sorry,” he said quickly, straightening and trying to look all three of you in the eye. “I didn’t realize that I would cause offense.” The words sounded so orchestrated and practiced on his tongue you could see Price biting back another chuckle.

Both Johnny and Simon stepped forward to say something, but you spoke first. “It’s okay Kyle, a flower is nothing to apologize for.” There was a hush that fell over the room in response. Gaz watched you intently, his eyes sparkling with a hope that almost made your heart melt. Johnny quickly grabbed your hand in his and guided your attention to him. “Make sure you are okay with this before you continue.” He murmured under his breath.

You looked back at him, and searched his neutral but concerned expression. “Are you okay with this?” You asked in return, trying to keep your voice low enough for Gaz to not hear.

Johnny seemed to think about it for a moment, but only smirked. “Like I said, I’m okay with a lot more than you would expect.” He shrugged, but then his eyes darted up to Simon, “I would ask the big guy though.”

When you turned, Simon looked tense. His eyes had hardened into a firm, critical glare as they bounced between Gaz and Price. The muscles in his jaw and arms ticked, like he would be ready for action at any moment. You reached out, gently slipping your hand into his. “Simon…”

His eyes flicked down to you, widening at first but then softening. “Is this okay with you?” You asked feeling your voice come out almost feather light, like he might shatter if you misspoke.

He didn’t speak for a long moment, then his eyes flicked up to Johnny, where they remained before he looked back down at you and spoke. “I want whatever makes you happy…if you’re comfortable with it, then I am.” Even after this response, you waited before looking back at Gaz.

“Okay then, seems like we’re all on the same page.”

Gaz looked between all three of you, his eyes slightly wider than they were before. “You three are a-“

Price quickly cut him off and placed a hand on his shoulder. “How about we all get back to our usual duties.” He passed a soft but firm smile between all of you. “No need to discuss things further until we have all got our wits more firmly about us.”

Gaz nodded absentmindedly and let Price guide him out the door. But before leaving himself, he Price cast a look back at you, Simon, and Johnny. “I hope you three are aware of the secrecy that you must maintain this with.” He gave you all a firm look. “Be careful, nothing funny today”.

Then, he slipped out the door, leaving it open as he did. Your hands slipped quickly out of Simon and Johnny’s. You three stood in silence for a long moment as emotions swirled. Now, everything was out, the relationship, the feelings, the night, it was all up in the air and floating around your heads. But there was also a sense of danger that remained intimately close to the warm and fuzzy emotions. In just a few hours, you had stepped into something completely unorthodox and forbidden. And now you were standing in the forbidden with not one, but four men. Five if you counted Price as being the all knowing confidant that he had somehow made himself.

How could you possibly step forward and act normal? More importantly. How could you possibly move forward and be a part of your matrimonial ceremonies?

In less than a week, you were meant to enter into the process of finding a husband of royal blood. What were you going to do?

I love Price being the partner in crime :)

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Taking a small mental health break

Hey, just letting y’all know that I’m going to be stepping back from the blog for a while. I know I’ve joked about my mental health from time to time but now I’ve hit a really bad low and tumblr tends to make my suicidal thoughts worse. Honestly, I just think I don’t gell with the community here, and the type of people I come across and the stuff they write sends me into a spiral.

I am coming back. I always do. I just need a break. Hope you can understand