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in my heart of hearts we all live together in the house from practical magic but with high speed internet

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slowly finding words! a snippet of 'snipe', the next part of spoils.

(spoils is a +18 dark fic, but this snippet does not contain anything bad besides bad vibes.)

The bumps of the road jostle your body on the cart’s floor. You woke after a wheel caught the edge of a pothole, painfully throwing you to your side. The impact and its shock knocked the wind out of you, and the restraints made it impossible to correct your position. Worst of all was the hood. Thin enough to breathe, dark enough to steal your sight. The last thing you remember is being disrobed for a morning bath.

You sniff. Subtle, ripe grapefruit still on its stem, sharp and bitter, coats your skin. A fragrance far weaker than the usual oils and perfumes. You smell clean and sanctified, meaning whatever this is, it is sure to be awful.

Fantasy slips through the cracks that the loss of sight leaves, and you briefly hope they finally took their fill and you are to be put down. You know in your heart this is untrue.

Your ears prick up at the sounds of laughter and cheer gradually growing closer. Voices overlap, strangers talking amongst themselves in celebratory and enlivened tones. Thumping hooves and grinding wheels on crushed gravel and keep their words from you. The cart rolls to a stop, and the chatter dies. Then footsteps, heavy but muted thuds on earth. A shrill squeal of a hinge, then a shunk, and the floor rocks in place.

Tendrils of an earthy scent, charred cedar and leather, underlaid by dried fruit, seep through the hood, and your nostrils reflexively flare. A flash of warning before—a hand hauls you upright onto your knees, and another yanks the fabric roughly from your head. The sun litters your vision with spots, and you rapidly blink them away. A shadow falls over your face.

John looms.

“Hello darling.”

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5. A lustful moment turns unexpectedly romantic/meaningful

49. "Just play along"

98. You wear his dog tags

Oh no, Sy. This one is gonna be the death of me!

👀👀👀 Well, Tats, my mind swan-dived into the gutter. This is a delicious combination, and I can't wait to see what you do with it.

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Alex Keller in Call of Duty: Modern Warfare 06/?

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bapping myself with a rolled newspaper

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Simon ‘Ghost’ Riley x afab!reader

If it were anyone else you’d be panicking over the difficulty you were experiencing with breathing, but this was worth it. Having the taste of Simon’s salty skin filling your mouth, the faint musk in your nose, blend together inside your brain to create his essence. The feeling of his heavy, thick cock sliding back and forth along your tongue, nudging further into your throat with each thrust was strangely grounding and quelled any panic that might rise in your stomach.

Under the grip of your hands his thighs tremble, knees bent slightly so he can control the angle of his thrusts. Through clumped lashes and watery eyes you look up into his flushed face, pupils blown wide as he watches you swallowing down his cock without protest, accepting every inch of him. He’s told you often enough that no one else has ever been able to handle him the way you. He maintains you were made just for him. Perhaps it’s true, all you know is there isn’t a part of this man you don’t worship.

“Y’ready? I’m close, love,” he growls, actually growls as the ever present gravel in his voice mixes with the pure lust in his veins. You tap once for an acknowledgment, unable to voice your agreement.

A tiny whimper rolls through your throat and straight into him as his grip on your hair tightens, sending prickles through your scalp and into your aching pussy.

It’s enough to push him over the edge and your senses are suddenly filled with the hot, thick sensation of his load pouring down your throat. His knees would buckle entirely if he weren’t afraid of hurting you, so he leans forward, dwarfing you in your knelt position entirely for a moment.

The moment he can catch his bearings after the whiteout of his orgasm, Simon gathers you to him, crushing you with shaking breaths to his chest and pulls you beside him on the nearby bed.

“Fuck… fuck…” he mutters, holding you close. “You okay?”

“Mmmm…” you hum in response, brain fogged and muscles stiff, but happy.

“Just gimme a minute, yeah?” He sighs, deep in a moment of pure relief. “Just catch my breath, and then I’m gonna need you to come up here and sit on my face.”

You chuckle warmly, patting his broad chest.

“You sure about that? I thought you were tired?”

“I’m never too tired for you,” he replies, and pulls you closer for a lingering kiss. The taste of his release still coating your lips and tongue. “Now, move princess. Don’t keep me waiting.”

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Thorn collar, Thierry Mugler

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PRICE & GAZ IN GHILLIE SUITS 🍃 | MODERN WARFARE II

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ohohohoho i rolled 3 d100s again for the Ghost Challenge (organized by @glitterypirateduck - run do not walk, these challenges are so fun) and this is what i got:

Stuck/Caught in the rain Brothers best friend trope Omegaverse

it'll be my first foray into writing a/b/o. feels like a rite of passage.

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every time i start to feel cringe for being too deep in the hyperfixation i remember the intense depression i have waded through and have to remind myself that enjoyment is fleeting (so grab it with both hands), and life is for loving (so hold that love close), and if anyone thinks i’m cringe they must not be having a very good time (and i hope they can find a good time soon).

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GPD'S May CoD Writing Challenge - Simon "Ghost" Riley

#GhostChallenge

May 17-26, 2024

Headcanons, imagines, drabbles, and artwork are also welcome and encouraged!

Please No: Non-con, Dub-con, SA, Yandere, or major character death. For more information, see Writing Challenge FAQs.

Please tag me @glitterypirateduck and use the tag #GhostChallenge in add tags at the bottom of your fic. I will put all fics in one masterlist.

If you have any questions, please DM me.

✨️🏴‍☠️🦆

The scenarios below range from vague to detailed. Some are full on plots while others are moments. Your writing can revolve around the listed scenario, or the scenario can be a smaller "scene" that takes place within the overall fic. Some are repeats or fan favorites from the Price challenge.

Scenario List

*idea came from a mutual or follower

A bet, wager, or dare is made

A confession is made

A heated argument turns into something even spicier

A kiss on the inside of the wrist

A lustful moment turns unexpectedly romantic/meaningful

Accidental confession

A misunderstanding takes place

Accidentally falling asleep on each other

Alternate universe

An almost kiss 💋

Best friends to lovers

Brothers best friend trope*

Car sex

Caught red-handed

Childhood friends or high school sweethearts reunite and find love again

"Do you mind if I sleep here tonight?"

"Don't let go"

Enemies to lovers

Face sitting

Forehead touching 😍

Ghost and Reader are from warring families/friend groups, but fall in love

Ghost and Reader are in a book club

Ghost and Reader are vacationing separately and meet while on their vacation. Ex. staying at same hotel, meet on the beach, on a place, etc.*

Ghost and Reader go on a Ferris Wheel....but the Reader is afraid of heights

Ghost and Reader have to dress up for an event (dance, ball, gala, etc.)

Ghost and reader slowly realize they are in love

Ghost and/or Reader gives the other a nickname and only they are allowed to use it

Ghost and/or Reader is able to bring out another side of the other person that no one else is able to. Ex. Ghost is only playful around Reader, Reader is only crabby to Ghost, Ghost is only soft with Reader, etc.

Ghost as a bodyguard

Ghost chases Reader

Ghost does the one handed door frame lean

Ghost helping reader get used to British culture

Ghost helps you fix up your house or repairs something

Ghost in gray sweatpants. Just. Gray. Sweatpants.

Ghost is a civilian

Ghost is a participant in a photo shoot for a Men in the Military calendar fundraiser. *

Ghost is a Spartan warrior 🥵

Ghost or Reader wakes up in the other person's house/safehouse/etc. after being rescued

Ghost takes his belt off with one hand

Ghost teaches non-military reader a part of his job (how to shoot a gun, how to do an obstacle course, sparring, etc.)

Helping the other person wash hair or bathe*

House-sitting, pet-sitting, or house-keeping

"I know what you came here for"

"I thought you'd be taller"

"I'm not like other girls/guys!"

"Is now a bad time to tell you..."

"Is that my shirt?"

"Is that the best you can do?"

"Just play along"

Karaoke night

Love at first sight

Making a meal for the other person

Meeting friends or family for the first time

Omegaverse*

Online dating*

Place Ghost and Reader in the same universe as your favorite book or video game.

Pool party

Reader and Ghost attend a murder mystery dinner

Reader and Ghost have a one night stand as strangers. It is later revealed that one of them is the other's new boss, co-worker, neighbor, etc.

Reader and Ghost team up to make their exes jealous but end up catching feelings*

Reader and/or Ghost misread a situation

Reader calling Ghost Simon for the first time

Reader calling Simon Ghost for the first time

Reader damages something belonging to Ghost and agrees to do work for him to pay him back

Reader is brought in to assist Ghost (can be 141 related or AU like a CEO, lawyer, etc.)

Reader is higher ranked than Ghost*

Reader is the hero of the story

Reader is the last of their kind (Fantasy AU)

69ing

Reader must keep their true identity a secret

Reader or Ghost rescues the other from a bad date

Reader rewards Ghost for quitting smoking

Reader sees Ghost WITH his mask for the first time

Reader sees Ghost WITHOUT his mask for the first time

Reader teaches Ghost a part of their non-military job

Reverse cowgirl

Scary Simon

Secret billionaire

Smiling at each other from across the room

Soft Simon

Someone gets pushed or falls into water (pool, lake, river, etc.)

Stuck in an airport at 3 a.m.

Stuck/Caught in the rain

Summer romance

Takes place in a safe house

Taking care of each other in complete silence (taking care of can be interpreted however you wish!)

The entire scene takes place in the dark (power outage, blackout, etc.)

The uniform stays on

"They are right behind me, aren't they?"

Thigh riding

Time is of the essence (bomb, a departing flight, etc.)

Tit fucking/boobjob

Too wrapped up in each other to make it to the bedroom or sofa

"What do you even see in me?"

Wipe away the other persons tears

"You don't have to do that"

You pull him down by his dog tags to either talk or kiss 😘

You wear his dogtags

"You're mine"

You're Price, Gaz, or Soap's sister/brother

If none of these inspire you, feel free to participate anyway 🥰

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I know some rad fuckers.

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Words Like Violence (5)

Author: @deadbranch Pairing: Bodyguard!John Price x f!Bodyguard!Reader Summary:  Price backs off as he realizes you’re interested in talking to this new, handsome stranger instead.  Word Count:  840 Warnings:  18+ MDNI suggestive content, flirting, alcohol mention, language you wouldn’t use in polite company. A/N:  Try not to be too disappointed.  The good stuff is on the way.

SERIES MASTERLIST

WORDS LIKE VIOLENCE (5)

You turn to face the bar, taking a step back so the two men can size each other up without you in the middle.  The idea of being pinned between them has its appeal under normal circumstances, but you’d rather not be the neutral ground between opposing hostiles.

“I think she can speak for herself…can’t ya love?”  That rumbling, soothing voice again. His scars shine with a muted glow again as he smiles, between the competing illumination from the bar and the occasional strobe from the dance floor, he turns his head to look you in the eye.

Some unnamed destructive urge surges through your veins as you move to this man’s side, letting him tuck his arm around you as your arm and shoulder slide into the satin-lined shelter of his suit jacket.

As you make eye contact with Price, you wonder if you’ve overplayed your hand.  A muscle near the back of his jaw jumps as it clenches.  He blinks but doesn’t look away.  His voice takes on the curt, businesslike tone it took over the phone in his hotel room only thirty minutes ago.

“My mistake.  Enjoy your evening, ma’am.”

The stranger you utilized to needle Price huffs in amusement as his competition retreats to the other end of the bar to resume his duties.  You’re hesitant to look up at him.  You hadn’t thought this far ahead.

“Now…are you gonna tell me what that was all about, or am I gonna have to ask?”

“Don’t know what you mean," you reply as you look up.

“Bollocks,” he grouses under his breath but doesn’t press for more.  He instead takes a swallow of his beverage, the distinct lack of ice giving the motion a soundless guile that makes you bite the inside margin of your lip as you watch.  His Adam’s apple bobs in a way that makes you hungry.

“Listen.  I’m just here to blow off some steam while I’m off duty, so—”

“Off duty?”  he asks as he lets his eyes travel down your body and up again. “What a beautiful coincidence.  So am I.”  He takes another swallow, almost deliberately, as though he’s aware you like what you see.

You tilt your head away to reach for your drink, not letting him out of your peripheral vision.  He’s trouble, that much you can discern.

“Oh?  And what’s your line of work when you’re on the clock?” you ask with an intentionally bored tone.

His line-of-sight cuts away from you and to the side, across the bar.  You can guess where he’s looking.

“Personal security.”

The drop in enunciation of the ‘t’ in security prompts you to smile.

“Interesting,” you respond with amusement that doesn’t match your expression.

“An' why’s that?”

“I seem to have a type.”

He looks down as he laughs softly.  When his gaze rejoins yours, his timbre softens as an urgent fire seems to catch behind his eyes.

“Do you?  You seem like a woman who could have anyone she wants.  Why would you settle for a hired gun?”

“Maybe I like the danger.”

He purses his lips at your purposeful admission.

“I can tell that much just from that little exchange with him.”  He glances briefly across the bar again to indicate the direction in which Price departed.

You offer a forced laugh in response.

“Forgive me,” he begins again, then takes the final swallow of amber liquid in his tumbler.  “But I’m compelled to stand down.”

You frown initially, then recover your neutral expression.

“How do you mean?”

“I don’t want trouble tonight.”  He glances across the bar again.  You refuse to look in the same direction.  You don’t have to.

You let your eyes settle on his hands.  They’re huge, fingers beefy, knuckles even more scarred than his face.

“Hey,” he prompts so you’ll look up at him.

“Yeah?”

“I know what you’re trying to do to him.  Price, I mean.”

Your ears ring with the sudden realization that he knows John.  Before you can explain, he leans in close, his lips brushing briefly against the skin below your ear, on the side facing the bar.  Facing Price, angled just so he can't see what's actually happening.

“Easy.  Not going to do anything to you.  Just doing you a favor.  You want to rile Price?  I promise you this’ll do it.  Take care.  Have fun.”

His hand goes to your waist just before he pulls back, then conspicuously passes a business card into your palm—the one that was just at his shoulder when he pretended to kiss you.

As he backs away, he winks before departing the bar.

You glance down at the piece of linen cardstock between your fingers.

Simon Riley

There's a phone number printed on the back. No other descriptions.

Without looking up, you tuck the business card into the hidden pocket you stitched into the side seam of the cascade of fabric below your hip.

You expect to see Price as you look up.

What you didn’t expect to see is the look of amusement in his eyes as he adjusts the edge of one glove, flexing his fingers in a brief gesture that goes straight to your core.

You’re in trouble.  The best kind of trouble.

Next Chapter [coming soon]

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CAPTAIN PRICE IN “PAYLOAD” | MODERN WARFARE III

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reblog for sample size !!