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Coming back on 23 May buth byeye

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I MISS YOU TOO GRR FOR SOME REASON I DONT GET NOTIFS WHENEVER SOMEONE TAGS ME OR REPLIES MY REQS😔😔 IVE BEEN BUSY GOING TO BOARDING SCHOOL

apology kisses webs mwa

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Pinterest chain that I had to start over because it was getting too long

First real person, character, quote and outfit when you open Pinterest are your vibe !! ^^

also thank for the tag @simp4konig (NOT. 😒😒😒😒)

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real im actually so close to jumping off

WHY IS EVERYTHING FEM READER I CANT DO THIS

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Just top jealous Ghost😭😭😭💕

Your wish is my command. Also I'm still currently writing all of the other requests it takes some time.

M!Reader x Simon 'Ghost' Riley

Going to the cafe with Simon to spend time together, while ordering the girl at the cashier kept hitting on you. Making Simon jealous as you got punished back at home.

Cw: mentions of dicks, cocks, length, bondage, overstimulation, vibrator, cockwarming, cum

Smut

A shaky sigh escapes your quivering lips as you tried to stop the constant drooling from the corners of your mouth, trails of pearly white seed travels down your length and onto your stained stomach.

Breathing heavily as your chest rose up and down while you hung your head low, your wrists bound together by fluffy black cuffs. The vibrator taped around your dick hums aggressively against your sensitive prick as whimpers and pleas escapes your pretty lips.

"I- nghh.. m' sorry Simon plea- haa.."

You whimpered when he slightly shifts in his seat, making you take his fat cock deeper inside your tight hot hole. The way his dick was nestled deep inside of you and how his tip kisses your prostate oh so perfectly, making you see stars whenever he shifts as you cockwarm him. You squeeze around him when his finger tips trails your V line, making your flush furthens as if you weren't red enough..

Your face painted in a light tint of pink as blush spread to your neck and ears, beads of sweat trails down your body as it shines beneath the dim light of his lamp that sat on his desk. Your body exhausted from the overstimulation while he continues to type away on his computer as if you weren't whimpering on his dick.

"Should've walked away when the chick tried to shoot her shot huh?"

His voice rumbles through his chest as your back was pressed against his chest, your arched back against his fat pecs that acted like pillows as you rest the back of your head on your shoulder. Breathing heavily against his ear while you were on the brink of passing out.. maybe this wouldn't happen if you tried to get away from the chick..

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Two hours ago you and Simon went to a cafe to spend some time together, Simon already ordered his drink and went away to go pick a seat as you ordered. Your eyes darts around the menu before you finally told your order to the girl that worked there, she seemed to be staring at you the whole time when you were trying to pick a drink. During that time she tried to struck a conversation, but you didn't respond. She got frustrated before keeping quiet, her eyes seems to wander all over your body, inspecting it as you began to feel uncomfortable.

"I'd like to have milk tea with cheese foam"

You said as you look at anywhere but her, clearly not liking the way she kept on staring at you with those eyes..

"Oh! Did you know I also like cheese foam? That's so crazy-"

She chuckled as she tries to keep you at the counter, Simon glaring at the corners of his eyes from the interaction as an ugly feeling of jealousy bubbled within him..

"Anyways- what's the total?"

You cut her off as you bawled your hand into fists from being so nervous, not because she was hitting on you, but because of Simon's hard gaze that pierces through your back like sharp knifes through the air.

"Like the total amount of attention I've been trying to hit on you"

"S- stop-"

You cringed at her before reading her name tag on her apron

"Sarah, you're just cringe. Stop it."

She gave you a dirty look before looking back at her cash register

"$24"

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Coming back home from the cafe Simon taught you a lesson by overstimulating you with a vibrator and his fat cock deep inside of your tight hole.

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eating Leon's pussy so good he squirts all over my face (I am going feral)

I dont write for leon nor ftm characters🙏

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I don't know if you accept making other content other than call of duty, but here goes. Can you make Francis mosses from not my neighbor with a short male s/o, but who is strong. Can you deny this request if you like!

Have a good day/night!

FRANCIS?? I LOVE HIM.

M!Reader x Francis Mosses

Fighting his doppelganger 🤺

Reader is shorter then Francis

You were a short man.

Really.

It was no joke.

Behind the booth you looked fine, sitting down on the chair that has left your butt imprint from sitting on it so damn long. But whenever you were about to get into your both god damn you were small.

One time Francis was walking to the booth to get inside the apartment, the empty milk carrier swings around his hands as he held it. Dragging his feet to get into his apartment already from the long day of delivering milk.

Henry walked past him and eyed him up amd down with his tired eyes, making sure he wasn't a doppelganger before quickly walking away. Francis simply side glanced in return through half lidded eyes before going to the booth, seeing you struggling to find the key to go inside of it as Henry accidentlaly locked it before leaving.

Keys jumbled against one another as they made key noises. Still struggling to find the correct key with your slender hands, eyebrows furrowing as a feeling or frustration began to creep up on you. An annoyed grunt escapes your lips as you still struggle.

Francis raised an eyebrow at you from behind before walking over to you for assistance.

"M/N, do you need help?"

He asks in a tired tone as his voice is kept smooth, looking down at you through half lidded eyes with a raised eyebrow. You slightly flinching from his sudden appearance as you turn around to look at him, only to be greeted with his chest as you were forced to look up at him. Normally you'd look at with from eye to eye but you're not in your booth right now are you?

"Ah- Francis, you scared me"

You said with a short sigh before realising that he could be a doppelganger, glancing up and down at him to make sure that he's not dangerous. Realising that he hasn't done anything to harm you, yet. Probably. You're not sure either way. Just hoping he's the real one is all.

"You're struggling with the keys"

Slight pink dusted on your cheeks as you felt a bit embarrassed that he had to witness how stupid you were at that moment.

"No need to feel embarrassed with it dear.. "

He says before taking the set of keys from your hands and quickly trying to find the key to your booth, slightly bending over and trying a few keys into the keyhole before eventually finding the right one and putting it into the hole and twisting it as it clicked.

"There we go"

He says as his lips were right next to your ear, his heat radiates off of his body as it made you warm from the cold of the night. Goosebumps crept on your back as blush slightly creep on your neck from the sudden close distance.

"Alright thanks."

You said as he took a few steps back to give you space and handed you back your keys before you went into your booth and let him through. Not long after that an obvious doppelganger showed up, Francis Mosses. Honestly with the unusual face he had if wasn't hard to tell he was a doppelganger with those void eyes and pearly white iris along with the wide mouth.

Pushing the big red button you dialed the D.D.D but before you could even dial the last digit Francis (the doppelganger) came bursting into your booth and attempted to attack you, hell you weren't sure how he got in..

Wait.

Hold on–

Did you even close the door to your booth!?

Dumbass.

He came in and leaped out for you, but you quickly flee out of your booth as it's easy to run from his because of how short you were. Luring him out he followed after you and continued to reach for you and grab you, knowing that you can't possibly pussy out of this and had no choice but to fight him.

He charges forward to grab you but before he could you dodged and forcefully hit your elbow to his back making him stumble forward before swept him off his feet and kick him off, sending him flying across the room before his back landed harshly against the wall and falling. But a few moments later he got up and went after you, being even more aggressive as you added fuel to the fire.

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A notification made a groan erupt from Francis's throat as he walked over to his phone on the counter and checked the notification, turns out he got a message from his boss saying that his Co worker couldn't fill in for him as she was sick. Making Francis having to work on his half day off, poor guy.

Wearing his uniform and putting on the milkman hat he took the milk carrier and rode the lift to head out. Walking over to text door that led outside grunts and punching sounds were faint from the inside, raising an eyebrow he got curious. Probably a gang fight or something, he wasn't sure. Suddenly, it went silent. As if all the fighting had stopped, he turned the knob and stepped outside, being met with you kneeling over a corpse of him.

The doppelganger now dead as substances as dark as the void bled out of him as if it were blood, your eyes blown wide as you look up at the real Francis who was staring at you in disbelief. Your forearms stained with said substance as your fists were covered with the black goo, feeling embarrassed that Francis had to see the after math of all of this you quickly stood up and adjusted your tie. Only managing to stain your already stained buttoned up shirt, god damn you felt clumsy around him.

"F- Francis! Why leaving so early?"

You questioned him with an awkward smile as you tried to ignore the scene before him, he simply just glanced back at the dead body before looking back at you.

"Work emergency.."

He murmured before eyeing you up and down, you were a mess. Literally. Stained with the mystery black substance from head to toe, some on your cheeks as you wiped it off and avoid his gaze. Feeling a bit shy due to the silence as if he were judging you with that tired gaze of his.

"I'll be heading out then.."

He said before walking away to go back to work.

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Taking requests rn

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its my bday

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If you bite my hand again

I will never feed you, you can call me evil

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Back babes

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I'll be back on 4th April.

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Your fics are delicious i wanna eat all of them up 😍😍

marry me srsly 💍💍👹😍

(make a ghost fic of him taking care of u when ur sick!!)

you can find it HERE

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Ghost x sick Male Reader

M/N waking up one morning with a fever.

Genre: Fluff

Suddenly waking up with a violent cough one morning and a sore throat, groaning as he sat up and checking his phone to look at the time.

10:25 a.m.

Shit he was way too late for training.

Sighing and pinching the bridge of his nose— knowing that his lieutenant was going to break into his room and scold at him. He picked up the bottle of water at your nightstand and took a sip to hydrate his throat before placing it back down, accepting defeat as he realise that he's sick.

Exhaustion washes over him as a dry cough escapes his lips, groaning dryly before laying back down at his bed and pulling the blankets over his body. Eyes shutting before slowly drifting to sleep.

Moments later...

A loud sound of his door swinging open awoke him out of surprise, sitting up out of shock with his half lidded eyes. Staring at the lieutenant that stood before him with crossed arms over his chest, eyes looking down at him with disappointment behind the skull mask he always wore.

"Tell me M/N, why didn't you show up for training?"

He questions M/N with a raised eyebrow, tone full of authority and his husky voice not helping with poor sick M/N.

"M' sorry sir, I just don't feel well this morning.."

He trails off before coughing and grunting and adjusting his seating position on the bed to be a bit more comfortable, staring at Ghost through tired eyes. Sniffing and keeping his soft blanket around himself.

A soft sigh escapes Ghost's lips as he pinches the bridge of his nose, eyebrows furrowed behind his black balaclava. Feeling a bit guilty that his lover is sick.

"Sweetheart we've went over this, you dont have to refer me formally when we're together"

He sighs while walking towards the sick man, placing his cloth hand on his neck to check his temperature before removing it with a disappointment gaze towards the man before him.

"You're going to have to stay in.. I'll go to the medic to get some medicine for you"

"B- but-"

"No butt's."

He responds sternly before disappearing from the door.

Later.

There they lay together on the bed as a warm blankets draps over their bodies, M/N's face shoved in between Ghost's big naturals as if they were soft pillows that were blessed by the angels above.

Arms wrapped around Ghost's toned bodies as he falls into a deep slumber, soft and warm breathing against hit chest as the bigger man holds the back of his head. Whispering sweet nothings into his ear as they both slept. The medicine hits hard.

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rcta is just... no.

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You know that Keegan and Price are from entirely different COD games right?

Yeah

Keegan is from the ghosts and price is in the other ones

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Keegan x Male Reader

Demon Keegan

Chapter 1 Chapter 2 Smut

Sick Keegan