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ghostsareeverywhereblah2 · 2 months

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School Yard Crush

Young!König x Young!Reader

Part 20

Part 19

For those of you who are reading that don’t know, both Klaus and Reader are 18+ so there will be smut. Klaus is also not canon, but that’s the name I gave König. So yeah.

I finally finished this. Thanks to all the new followers of this series, plus the old ones. Sorry, ya girl been struggling mentally the last few months I’ve been gone.

Warnings: Fluff, maybe some language, it’s mostly just fluff tho. No smut in this one

The next few days passed by quickly. Klaus had gotten back into his normal routine at home, and though the memories of Berlin still burned in his mind, the fiery reality of what he was capable of didn’t scorch his emotions as much anymore. He had accepted it, and thanks to your praise, felt a little pride for how well he performed on the mission. The two of you settled into a routine, getting up in the morning, showering, eating breakfast with Oma, doing your daily tasks, and ending the night tangled up together in Klaus’s bed. It was heaven, being together and including one another in each other’s routines.

But, Klaus wanted more, as did you. While he was away you had began looking at different apartments in the city, making sure they weren’t too far from your parents and Oma, or the university you and Annika planned on attending together. Klaus didn’t really care where the two of you lived as long as he could get to Oma in a reasonable amount of time, God forbid in case he had too. When you were towel drying your hair after your morning shower, you glanced at Klaus, who was gently tugging a shirt on and being careful to avoid pulling too much in his shoulder. “So, I looked at a few places while you were away, and I wanted to see if you liked any of them?” you asked, going back to drying your hair.

Klaus nodded, and made his way to you. He took the towel from your hands and began to dry your hair for you, being gentle so he didn’t tug or knot your hair. “Ja, that sounds fine, Häschen.” he replied, concentrating on drying your hair.

You smiled as you watched him focus on his task of drying your hair, taking extra caution to not pull on it. It was comical really, seeing your mountain of a man being so gentle with you. Most would be shocked that a man his size even could be gentle, but you knew better than to ever think of Klaus as anything but that. Yes, he may have been a killing machine in Berlin, but that wasn’t Klaus’s heart. He was surviving then, following orders. No, Klaus was a gentle and loving person, but he also was extremely protective. He would do anything to make sure those he loved were safe, and if he had to kill to make sure that happened, König would.

You both spent the rest of the day looking at apartments, talking to the landlords, and figuring out what you wanted to do. Finally, you had agreed on a decision. The apartment the two of you liked and was within your budget, was only about twenty minutes away from Oma’s and your parents, and thirty from the Uni. It was in town, but neither of you cared. It was perfect for the two of you and cheap enough that Klaus could pay the bills off his salary, while you focused on Uni.

It was a single bed and a bath on the top floor, with a balcony. It was small, but it would only be you and Klaus living it in anyways, occasionally Annika, when she wasn’t with Hans at his house, and Klaus was on a deployment. Klaus had gotten a large check from participating in the assignment in Berlin, and also for sustaining an injury during the mission; so only a few days after deciding on the apartment, you were signing the lease, and moving in. Annika, Hans, your parents, and Oma had all met you two at the apartment (except for Oma, who had rode with you). The men would be doing the heavy lifting, refusing to let any of the women touch any of the heavy stuff. You couldn’t say you were complaining, it was nice knowing you didn’t have to strain yourself trying to help Klaus move things, since your dad and Hans had happily agreed to help.

When you told your mom about the apartment she had offered to let the two of you have her living suit, since she had wanted to get a new one for a couple of weeks anyways. Giving you and Klaus her old one was the perfect excuse to convince your dad to buy a new one, so it was a win-win. In only a couple of hours, everyone was gathered in the living room, the men drinking their beers, and you, Annika, your mom, and Oma laughing at their exhausted looks.

“We offered to help.” Annika said, flicking Hans on the ear, causing the man to roll his eyes and playfully swat at her.

“Didn’t need it. We’re men.” your dad joked, chuckling.

“Yeah, you’re a man with a sore back.” replied your mom, earning a laugh from everyone.

Your dad rolled his eyes, giving her a look. “I’m alright, nothing a couple of Tylenols and a nice soak in epsom salt won’t fix.”

Klaus chuckled, intertwining his fingers with you. You were sitting with him in the love seat, his large form, which had gained more muscle and filled out more during his training, taking up most of the seat. You didn’t mind though, you were more than happy to squished in the love seat, which was more like a regular chair for Klaus with how big he was. Soon enough, everyone had left, and you were left alone with your boyfriend for the fire time in yours and his new place.

Klaus had wen to the bathroom to shower and doctor up his shoulder, which wasn’t nearly as sore as it had been days before. He would have a nice scar from where the bullet went in and existed, but it wouldn’t be too major. He had dealt with the wound like a champ, only rarely complaining with it when he moved his shoulder the wrong way or the stitches began to itch. You had went and laid in yours and his bed, changing into your shorts and one of Klaus’ T-shirts before laying down. The shower shut off, and a few minutes later, Klaus walked into the bedroom wearing a pair of sweatpants. He was using a towel to dry his short, military cut brown hair, and you watched him for a moment, just taking in how built his physique had gotten over the past few months in the military.

He felt your eyes on him and turned to look over his shoulder, catching you staring. He chuckled a little, going back to drying his hair. “You act like you’ve never seen me shirtless, Liebling.” he said in his Austrian accented voice, and you could tell he was smirking.

“You’ve put on some muscle. I just like looking.” you said back teasingly, continuing to watch how the muscles in his back flexed as he continued to dry his hair.

“I have put on a little, haven’t I?” he asked, with an almost bashful smile as he finished drying his hair, which was now only damp.

“Mhm. Come lay with me.” you said back with a small smile, watching as his tall figure walked just to the bed.

He climbed onto his side and sighed tiredly, as he gently laid his arm across your midsection and buried his face into your neck. “Ich liebe dich sehr, Liebling.” he mumbled tiredly, sighing once more in contentment as you reached up and began scratching at his scalp gently.

“I love you too, baby. You wanna get some sleep? I know you’re exhausted from moving today.” you said softly, laying her cheek against his forehead as he snuggled up to you the best he could with his size.

“If you want too. I’d rather lay and talk with you. I got a call this morning, and I’ll have to report back to base next week. I want to spend as much as time with you as possible, Meine Häschen.” Klaus replied, his tone soft and his warm breath hitting your neck gently.

“How long will you be gone this time? Is it another assignment or just regular deployment?” you asked, your brow furrowed a little at the news.

“I’m not sure yet. I’ll find out once I get to base.” Klaus replied, pressing a small kiss to your neck. “I don’t want to leave you, not after we just moved and all. I’m sorry, Liebling.”

You ran your fingers through his damp hair, nuzzling your cheek against the top of his head and saying back softly, “It’s okay. You have to go, I understand.” You didn’t want him to go, you never wanted him to go. But, he had signed up and decided to stay enlisted, so who were you to tell him no?

Klaus barely smiled, pressing one more small kiss to your neck, mumbling back, “I love you, so so much.”

You smiled back, tilting his head up a little to press a small, loving kiss to his lips. “I love you too, more than you know.” you said back in a whisper, your eyes staring his pretty hazel ones.

“I never thought I would find someone like you—not ever. You know I will always come home to you, ja?” Klaus asked softly, his voice a whisper like yours, as he brushed his hand over your hair, the other resting on your hip.

“I know you will. I just worry about you, that’s all.” you replied back, accepting a small kiss from him.

“I will be okay, Liebling. No one could ever keep me from home, I promise you.” Klaus replied, smiling a little when you moved to lay your head against his chest. “I will always come home, always.” he added once more, pressing a kiss to your hair.

“I believe you, baby. I’ll be waiting here, you know that.” you replied, nuzzling your face against his chest.

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ghostsareeverywhereblah2 · 2 months

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I guess this is an unpopular opinion, or maybe it’s the German in me, but I don’t hate it 🥲🥲

Kilgöre Alexander??? What???? My brain can't wrap around this, nuh uh, nuh uh.

#konig #konig mw2 #konig smut #konig x reader #könig #könig mw2 #konig cod #könig call of duty #könig cod #könig x reader

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ghostsareeverywhereblah2 · 2 months

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happy new year!!! 🎉💖✨️🤍

I’M SO SORRY I NEVER SAW THIS 😭😭😭😭😭😭 HAPPY LATE NEW YEAR, FRIEND! LOVE YOU ALWAYS 🖤🖤🖤🖤

#I’m sorry #this is why I literally have one friend in my life #cause I suck at being a friend :

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ghostsareeverywhereblah2 · 3 months

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NSFW Simon Riley x Reader Drabble

May do one of these scenarios for König too. Idk tho

Sucking Simon off under his desk

Minors DNI 🚫🚫🚫🚫

Warnings: smut obviously, swallowing (cause we don’t spit around here), rough Simon, semi-public oral, m receiving, pretty sure I kept reader gender neutral

Simon was sitting at his desk in his office on base, his favorite teammate, which happened to be you, underneath it with your lips wrapped around his fat cock. He had his hand in your hair, his dark eyes drifting down to gaze at you every few moments. You two weren’t suppose to be doing this, and if Price caught you, even though you wouldn’t lose your jobs, it wouldn’t be a fun talk to have with your captain. You two had been sneaking around for a few weeks, going into each others rooms when the rest of the team was asleep, and you had decided to be bold and visit his office during working hours.

Simon was about to cum down your throat when a knock came from his door, and he clenched his jaw underneath his balaclava, quietly ordering you, who was thankfully hidden under his desk, “Keep quiet.”, before he told whoever was at the door to come in.

You had tensed up when the knock sounded on the door to his office, and when Simon had ordered you quietly to be quiet, you had nodded a little, pulling back from where you had just seconds ago been sucking his cock under his desk, and pressed you cheek to his lap, pursing your lips to keep from smiling as whoever was at the door walked in. It wasn’t any of the team, just another higher up on base who was sent to talk to him about some reports.

Simon nodded politely to the man, greeting him with a serious, “Sir.”, and crossed his arms over his chest, as the man came to discuss the reports to him. Simon kept his expression as professional as possible, keeping a blank stare on his face even when the man brought up the reports and Simon was forced to listen. Simon kept as quiet as he could during their conversation, all the while he had your head in his lap and it was all he could do to keep from shifting around and grunting as they talked.

You knew Simon would get you back, but you couldn’t help but tease him from under his desk as he talked to the man, remaining unseen and unheard as you tentatively let your tongue run over the head of his cock, which twitched a bit in your hand as you grasped the base of it. Simon had to force his gaze to keep from drifting from the man in front of him to you, biting his lip to keep from groaning out loud as your tongue teased him, your mouth only centimeters away from his aching cock, right there, under his desk. Simon clenched his jaw again to keep from giving himself away, though the man didn’t even suspect anything. Simon just stared back at the man, not knowing how long their talk was going to last, or him.

You, on the other hand, were absolutely loving this, and Simon knew it. It wasn’t often you got to see the man squirm, since he was always so in control of himself and his emotions. So, you of course had to amp it up a little, and you let your lips close back over his cock, keeping herself silent and out of view under Simon’s desk as she slowly began bobbing your head up and down his thick shaft. Simon was tense above you, his voice collected as he spoke to the high up, hiding his emotions and pleasure like the well trained man that he was. It was impressive really how this man could remain so stoic while having his dick sucked like this under his desk. He never gave away to the pleasure coursing through him though, remaining calm and collected as he spoke to the high up as you ran your tongue along his sensitive cock.

Simon had to keep a straight face as the man talked more and more, as he tried his best to focus on what was being said to him from his high up. He had been caught off guard when the man had walked in, but he was doing his best to keep it together. Simon almost broke a few times as you pushed the limits of what you could possibly get away with. He was so close to forgetting himself and just letting out a grunt of pleasure and giving himself away when the man finally finished talking to him, telling Simon he would be on his way. Simon had nodded, waiting until the door was shut and the high up gone, before he grasped your hair tightly in his fist, pushing your head forcefully down onto his cock. “Think that’s was cute, huh? Suckin’ me off like that and riskin’ both our jobs, all cause you like my cock so much?” he ground out, but you knew he wasn’t really mad and got just as much of a thrill from it as you did.

You moaned softly, feeling him pull you back off his cock a little once you gagged on him. You looked up at him, running your tongue along the underside of his skin, and you could tell his jaw was clenched as hard as it could be under his balaclava. Simon set the pace of your bobbing with his grip on your hair, grunting a few times as you sucked him off, before he finally without warning pushed you back down onto his cock until I was nestled into your throat, his hot cum coating the inside of your throat as he came. You swallowed every last drop like the good girl you were, waiting until he had finished to finally pull away. You felt Simon’s large hand still gripping your hair tightly, and you knew he was about to go off, even if he secretly liked doing this.

Simon’s expression was hard, his eyes narrow as his grip on your hair increased, just enough so he didn’t really hurt you, just let you know he was dead serious. He could barely speak, as he tried to stop his voice from shaking with anger at you for such a bold stunt. “My bloody office, middle of the damn day.” he ground out, giving you a stern look.

“You didn’t say no, did you?” you asked, and that was secretly one thing Simon was so drawn to about you. You didn’t back down from him, always challenging him on and off the field. It was infuriating for Simon, but he still loved it nevertheless.

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ghostsareeverywhereblah2 · 3 months

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Just a little fluffy drabble I wrote randomly. Ya know, since I haven’t written in literal months 🙈🙈

Birthday Cheesecake

Simon Riley x TF-141 x Reader

Warnings: fluff and some language, but it’s honestly just one curse word

Simon didn’t celebrate his birthday, not usually that is. It was just like any other day to him, and he honestly was more likely to forget about—until you joined the team last year. You were the newest member of Task Force 141, and you fit in with the team like you had been around them all since Price had put the original team together. Ever since then, anytime a member had a birthday while everyone was on base, that birthday got acknowledged in some way.

No one knew the exact day Simon’s birthday was on, they just knew that it was this month sometime. You walked down the hall of the base everyone was staying at, you and Gaz giggling like two school girls, as Price helped lead Soap, who was wearing the most ridiculous blown up T-Rex costume that he had been able to find and order online. He had a cheesecake in his hands that you, Gaz, and him had worked all morning on, after the three of you had pestered Price until he finally admitted that Simon’s birthday was sometime this month.

“He’s gonna curse you lot out.” Price said, chuckling in amusement as Soap stopped at Simon’s office door, the three of you still giggling to yourselves at the idea of Simon’s reaction to you all celebrating his birthday month.

After a few moments, Gaz opened Simon’s door to his office and Soap waddled in carrying the cheesecake. You, Gaz, and Price all heard Simon’s deep sigh, and the lieutenant you all had come to know and love mumbled, “Fuckin’ hell…”, as everyone piled in his office.

“Happy birthday month, Lt!” Soap exclaimed loudly, as you playfully held your phone up and snapped a picture of Soap laying the cheesecake on Simon’s desk. Simon was wearing his more low key balaclava, the one with the skull printed on it, and he gave you a look as the flash from your phone went off when you took the picture.

“You lot better not start singin’, I mean it.” Simon drawled out in his thick and deep accent, and even though he was trying to act annoyed and unamused, and you could tell he was fighting a smile from underneath his balaclava.

“We won’t sing, you gotta blow out a candle though or we will. And I’ll video it.” you replied, smirking at him as Soap sat down in front of his desk in the blow up T-Rex costume.

Simon’s face was hidden behind his balaclava, but everyone could see the grin on his lips that started forming at Soap’s outfit. “You won’t do that.” he warned the group of you all again, as Price and Gaz started laughing. “I know you won’t.” he said, as Soap brought out the small cake and set it in front of Simon. “I'll make you regret it.” Simon added as a half hearted threat.

You kept your phone in your hand, giving him a look. “We’re the same rank and you don’t scare me, Si.” you replied with a challenging smile, as Gaz lit the candle on the little cheesecake the team had made and decorated for his birthday.

Simon tried to look unconcerned, even though he was internally thinking ‘Oh my god, these idiots are really doing this.’. He tried not to grin as Gaz lit the candle, Soap sitting back the best he could in the outrageously gaudy T-Rex costume, as Simon stared straight through you all, mildly amused.

“Come on, Si. You act like you’re at the dentist getting a root canal or something.” you said with a little laugh, as Price just stood back and watched his team with amusement from the door.

Simon could feel the pressure building inside in him, as he refused to make eye contact and tried to keep a straight face. He was going to lose it. “You wouldn’t. You won’t…” Simon replied, trying to sound stern, but failing utterly as he felt a warm feeling building in his chest for his team.

“I would love nothing more. Now, I worked all morning on that cheesecake and it took Gaz, Price, and Soap an hour to figure out the t-Rex costume. So, humor us a bit and blow out the candle.” you replied, as Soap raised his arms and smirked inside the blow up T-Rex costume he was wearing, like he was trying to help convince Simon.

At the thought of the team spending an hour on a costume to amuse him, and the thought of your sweet gesture in baking the cheesecake, something he’d come to appreciate that you did for him on the regular to lift his spirits, made Simon crack. He closed his eyes, letting out a chuckle as he did so, and he breathed out slowly, and blew out the candle on the cake. He then opened his eyes again, and smiled at you all under balaclava, grateful for the lengths you’d all gone to for his stupid birthday.

“Way to be a good sport, Lt. Now, Gaz, help me out this thing.” Soap said, struggling to get out of the costume, as Gaz laughed a little as started helping him unzip the ridiculous t-Rex suit. Price wore a smile and walked in with plastic plates, forks, and a knife, handing them to Simon to cut his birthday cheesecake.

Simon smirked at Soap’s antics before taking the plates and knife, as Soap clambered out of the T-Rex suit, and you, Price and Gaz laughed at the scene. Simon then cut the cheesecake into slices, before serving up a slice for himself and handing the rest to the team. “I still can’t believe you all went out of your way to do this.” Simon said with a little embarrassed laugh, as he looked across his desk at the four of you.

“You’re welcome. Would’ve done it on your birthday if you weren’t full of secrets.” you replied with a playful look, the team sitting in his office as you all started eating the cheesecake you had made.

Simon chuckled and rolled his eyes at your comment, before leaning back in his chair and started to eat his slice of cheesecake. “How’d you know I hated my birthday?” he asked you sarcastically with a smirk.

“Cause, you hate everything.” you replied bluntly, earning chuckles from all the men as all five of you sat and ate the birthday cheesecake.

Simon looked around at all of you, raising an eyebrow as he chuckled out at your bluntness. "Not everything. There are a few things I love." he said, as he pointed his fork at you playfully. "Like a certain brat. And this cake."

You smiled and rolled your eyes, glancing at Soap as as he said between bites of cheesecake, “This should be a weekly thing.”, referring to the cheesecake. You laughed a little and shook your head, taking a bite of your own slice on your plate.

“That's something I could get behind." Simon replied, as he grinned at Soap's excitement. "I could get used to this. Though I think this is the first time I've ever actually felt my heart speed up over cheesecake." he joked, making Gaz snicker and Soap give him a look.

“Didn’t know you could bake, Lass. You give off ‘can’t even boil water’ vibes.” Price said to you playfully, as Gaz, Soap, and Simon chuckled as they all ate.

“I can’t. Cheesecake is all I can bake.” you replied with a little shrug, taking another bite of your cheesecake.

Simon laughed out at Price’s comment, as you admitted to not being able to cook anything other than cheesecake. “And damn, does it show.” Simon smirked as he said. "But I'd eat cheesecake everyday if you could make it like you do." he added with another laughed. That was something he truly meant, as your homemade cheesecake was something he'd learned to absolutely adore since meeting you.

“We’ll see.” you replied with a little laugh, as everyone continued eating the celebratory cheesecake in honor of Simon.

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ghostsareeverywhereblah2 · 5 months

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I did it guys. I bought MW3, and no spoilers, but I am living my best life rn 😭😭 It’s sooooo good so far! The story, the narrative being pushed by Makarov. I love it. 🖤💀

#call of duty #cod #cod mw2 #call of dooty #cod modern warfare #simon ghost riley #ghost call of duty #ghost cod #cod mw3 #call of duty mw3 #mw3 #mw3 2023

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ghostsareeverywhereblah2 · 5 months

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Still gonna hype my homegirl’s posts up, even though I was a literal ghost for four months 🥲🥲🥲

Dr. Katella E. Winchester (PsyD & Psyc) gets a job as a clinical psychologist and psychiatrist on a military base. 😅

She prefers to be called Kate (not to confuse her with Laswell). Soap making excuses just to see her 😅

(Also, Kate's FC is Mary Mouser)

#modern warfare 2 #cod oc #johnny soap mactavish #kyle gaz garrick #cod #call of duty #mw2 #modern warfare

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ghostsareeverywhereblah2 · 5 months

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If you guys don’t follow Pookie Ghost on TikTok, go five that guy a follow. He’s my favorite Ghost cosplayer atm. Link to one of his TikTok’s and his page HERE Working on Schoolyard Crush, so hopefully it’ll be posted soon. Love you all 🖤🖤🖤

#call of duty #cod #cod mw2 #call of dooty #cod modern warfare #simon ghost riley #könig cod #ghost call of duty #ghost cod #cod könig #könig modern warfare

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ghostsareeverywhereblah2 · 6 months

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Alright, I posted my poll last night, and it was very close between Schoolyard Crush and The Progeny. Schoolyard Crush ended up getting the most votes, so I’m gonna go back and reread my last part, and I’ll be working on a update for it! I will update The Progeny again, but I do want to add a few new parts of Schoolyard Crush, since that’s what more people wanted to read at the moment! Thanks for all the votes 🖤🖤

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ghostsareeverywhereblah2 · 6 months

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YOU GUYS ARE GIVING ME ANXIETY 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭 the game doesn’t officially come out until the 10th, and everyone is already playing the early access.

I need therapy. I’m literally getting anxiety over a video game 🥲🥲🥲

This would be my luck though. I was like “Yay! No longer depressed! Let’s write for the fandom again!”…..and now I’m scared to be on Tumblr 💀💀

#call of duty #cod #cod mw2 #call of dooty #cod modern warfare

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ghostsareeverywhereblah2 · 6 months

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Living in a constant state of panic now because MW3 is out, I have no money, and now I can’t even confidently get on TikTok or Tumblr 😭😭 please don’t spoil it guys! If one of my boys dies, I wanna experience it in the moment and get the full shock!

#please don’t spoil anything #seriously don’t do it #my little heart can’t take it #i will actually throw up if ghost gets killed #my boi deserves a long and happy life #call of duty #cod #cod mw2 #call of dooty #cod modern warfare

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ghostsareeverywhereblah2 · 6 months

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So, I’ve been gone for like 4 months, but I genuinely do wanna come back and start posting again. What series would everyone like me to start back working on? Cause I honestly don’t where to start.

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ghostsareeverywhereblah2 · 6 months

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So, I use the Ai character app, Character.AI, and I have strategically set my bots to be as cannon to my characters I chat with as possible. So..I decided for fun I would give myself random prompts to strike up a conversation with my Simon and König bots and post the results. Here we go. I’m using my OC, Nicole for this btw. May do more if anyone cares, but yeah.

Prompt 1: A praying mantis ate Nicole’s favorite hummingbird, Rocky (they actually do that. Crazy, I know).

Simon-

“Simon, a praying mantis ate my favorite hummingbird, Rocky!!!! 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭” Nicole texts Simon.

Simon texts back from miles away, "God damn it Nicole."

König-

“König, a praying mantis ate my favorite hummingbird, Rocky!!!! 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭” Nicole texts König.

After a brief second where he is taken aback, his brow furrows and he texts back. “… what?”

Prompt 2: Nicole is on vacation in Gatlinburg, Tennessee, and a black bear climbed in her car (that also happens a lot. Yeah, seriously).

Simon-

“Umm, so, don’t be mad, but there’s a decent sized black bear locked in my car rn.” Nicole texted Simon.

Simon texts back "Uh-huh, and what am I supposed to do about that, sweetheart?"

König-

“Umm, so, don’t be mad, but there’s a decent sized black bear locked in my car rn.” Nicole texted König.

"What, are you serious right now, babe!?" König texted back "Are you okay?"

Bonus reply from König cause I thought it was funny and sounded like something he would say when freaking out lol: “WTF!?” König texted Nicole back, “How did it get in there? Is it alive?”

Prompt 3: Nicole rescued a baby deer and now it’s in their backyard.

Simon-

(I’ve heard that their isn’t a lot of wildlife in Britain lol so if that’s true, then just pretend there is for this one)

“Okay..say I was helping the neighbor mow their field, and there was a baby deer that was all alone in the field, and it’s mom never came back for it even though I waited in my car for like three hours to see, and now the baby deer is in our backyard until the wildlife people can come get it. Would you be mad?” Nicole texted Simon.

"No, sweetie. You were just being a good human being. I'll be home later and we can take it to the wildlife people together" Simon texted back.

Bonus reply cause this is also totally Simon: Simon texts Nicole back, “Babe, is it alive? Do we have to take care of it?”

König-

“No, dear, I wouldn’t be mad. That’s actually very sweet of you to help the baby deer. You’re my angel. 💕”

Another bonus, cause my König bot was feeling sassy: “I would be…concerned. Why the hell do we have a baby deer in our backyard, and more importantly, why are you texting me this while I’m trying to run a mission?” König texted back.

#call of duty #cod #cod mw2 #call of dooty #cod modern warfare #simon ghost riley #könig cod #ghost call of duty #könig call of duty #ai generated #Ai König #Ai Ghost #just for shits and giggles

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ghostsareeverywhereblah2 · 6 months

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Simon Riley x pregnant!Reader

Warnings: mentions of being pregnant, fluff, emotional Simon, just a ton of fluff

You heard Simon coming in and turned around on the couch, watching your husband as he walked in the front door of your shared Manchester home. You smiled, staying on the couch as he approached, leaning over the back to give him a kiss once he leaned down to meet you lips. “How was the assignment, baby?” you asked, caressing his cheek once the two of you had pulled away.

Simon replied back in his deep accented voice, “It was fine. Not too much action, and no casualties this time.” He glanced down at you from behind the sofa, seeing you still sitting down. He smirked, asking teasingly, “Aren’t you going to jump up and kiss me to welcome me home?”

“Yeah, close your eyes though.” you said softly, a mischievous and somewhat nervous smile on you face.

Simon tilted his head, confused but still humored by you as he said, “Alright, baby.”, and did as you asked and closed his eyes, waiting.

You stood, walked around the back of the couch, and pulled your shirt up, tucking the bottom of it underneath your breasts. You took one of Simon’s large hands and laid it on your stomach, saying softly, “Alright, open.”

Simon opened his eyes, and he quickly looked you up and down, his eyes narrowing and brow furrowing, as he looked down at you in a mix of confusion and surprise. “Baby?” he whispered, his voice unsure if he was correct in what he was assuming.

You bit your lip a little, feeling his hand run over the little bump of your stomach. You laid your head against his shoulder, giving him a soft look. “Do I have to say it?” you asked him, your voice soft, as you watched him take in your stomach.

“I-”, Simon paused, stunned. He put his arms completely around you, pulling you closer to him and kissing you neck softly. “We’re having a baby?”, he whispered against your neck again, slowly rubbing his thumb over your stomach again. He pulled back a little and looked down at your stomach again, his eyes met yours and he asked, “You’re pregnant?” His eyes were a little wide, anticipation building up in them as he waited for you to either confirm or deny it.

You pursed your lips, smiled a little, and nodded. “Yeah, I am.” you said back softly, looking up at him as your head rested against his shoulder.

“I-”, Simon paused, not sure what to say. Finally, he just blurted out in a small voice, “I love you so much.”, leaning down to kiss your cheek and pull you even closer to him. His eyes were tearing up, and he couldn’t believe you were actually pregnant. His eyes kept darting from your stomach to your face, like the reality of you actually carrying his child inside you was slowly hitting him.

You laughed a little, feeling him bury his face into your neck. You felt a few tears wet you skin, and you couldn’t hold back your own as you realized Simon was actually crying a little. Simon wasn’t a man who cried, ever. You had never seen him shed a tear before in your entire time being married to him or in your relationship period. “I love you, baby. You’re gonna be a dad.” you said softly in his ear, pressing a small kiss to the skin right below his earlobe.

Simon nodded his head slightly against your neck, sniffling. “I can’t wait to see our baby.” he whispered again, a slight grin on his face as he kissed your neck again. He wrapped his arms around you, gently lifting you up and walking to the couch, sitting down and pulling you into his lap. You noticed that Simon’s hands were shaking slightly as they rested on your waist. It was subtle but they definitely shook as he held you. He looked down at your stomach, touching it again as he asked, “How far along are you?”

“About nine-ish weeks, I think. I have a doctors appointment in a few days. I wanted to wait until you were home to go, so I waited before going.” you said back, laying your head on his chest and cuddling up to him.

“Nine weeks? Oh baby, I’m so sorry I wasn’t around for this.” Simon whispered, stroking your hair and bringing your head more firmly against his chest. He gently kissed your forehead, and then kissed your neck again. The hand not touching your hair was gently rubbing your stomach. “Do you have any sort of morning sickness or nausea?” Simon asked you, looking down towards you stomach again, unable to take his gaze off it for more than a few seconds.

“Yeah, a bit. I’ve been chewing on ginger and stuff to try and help alleviate it, but nothing really works.” you said back with a little laugh, reaching up to wipe a few stray tears from his handsome face.

Simon’s eyes widened as he looked down at you, “Have you been struggling alone?” He asked, as you wiped a tear away from his cheek. “I’ll take you to the doctors and make you ginger tea every morning.” he whispered, and you could tell by his tone that he felt guilty for not being there the moment you found out.

“It’s okay, baby. I’ve been fine, I promise. I’m just glad you’re safe at home so I could tell you.” you said back softly, caressing his cheeks in your hands gently.

“Baby, please, I need to know if you’re struggling with anything. Please”, Simon whispered. He was still holding you in his lap, holding you close to him. “I want you to be alright. I want my baby to be alright.” he added, looking at your stomach again, his protective nature coming out more towards you and the little human you and him made inside you.

“We are, we’re fine, Si. If you get deployed again in a few weeks, I just need you to come home. That’s all I need from you right now. Just come home alive to me.” you said back, your voice full of emotion as you pressed your forehead to his softly.

Simon pulled you even closer, his lips pressing onto your forehead. “I promise, I’ll come back alive to you and our beautiful baby. I only just got back and I’ve missed you like crazy. Nothing will come between me and my family, I promise you that, Love.” he whispered, stroking your hair again and kissing your lips gently.

You softly kissed him back, mumbling over his lips, “I’ve missed you so much. I was so worried when I didn’t hear from you.”

“I’m so sorry, I know I promised to call as soon as I could, but it was just so busy. I only ate, slept and thought about you though in my free time.” He said after he pulled back a little, holding you tighter. He then whispered again, softly laughing as he added, “I thought about nothing but you.”

You smiled, still sitting in his lap as you ran your finger over his cheek lovingly. “It’s okay, it just worries me. I know you can take care of yourself, but still, it makes it easier hearing from you. I know you get busy though.” you said back softly.

“Sweetheart, I want you to always know that you’re my number one priority. You and our baby. I’ll always call you as soon as I get a spare minute so you don’t have to worry about me.” Simon said back, smiling down at you. He then shifted a little, adjusting his legs so he was more comfortable having you laying on his lap. He leaned back against the sofa a little, wrapping his arms around your back and kissing your cheek.

“I love you, Simon, so much. You’re gonna be an amazing dad, baby. I already know it.” you said, pressing a small kiss to his chin as you got comfortable on his lap since he had shifted positions.

“You’re going to be an amazing mother.” Simon whispered, nuzzling your neck. “You’ll keep this baby safe, and I know you’d lay your life down for our baby without even a second thought. You know I’ll do the same, my love.” he added, kissing you on the forehead, then the nose, before moving down to your lips, giving you a long, soft kiss.

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