#logan walker x male reader

[burstinn]

You accidentally sit on their face, And they actually enjoy it

HEADCANONS

Warnings and Notes:

All of these aren't serious hcs, I was high again and wanted to make this

I made this for funny

Slight nsfw

Gn reader, target audience is male

Haha face sitting

People mentioned:

Riptide (Tide), Soap, Gaz, Ghost, König, Makarov, Keegan, Horangi, Price, Krueger, Roach, Logan, Graves

You are tired, after agrueling training from a grouchy superior who had a bad day so he had to take it out on you and your comrades. You needed to sit down, badly. Your legs are about ready to give up.

Once you reach the common room, fucking finally. You pull out your phone to find something to watch, while you make your way to the sofa.

And you sit down, Before you felt something poking you, something.. Wrong. You immediately look down realizing you.. YOU SAY ON SOMEONE'S FACE

"OH MY GOD, I'M SO SORRY"

RIPTIDE

- He immediately sits up looking at you, well if his mask was off he would be confused at fuck

- "Sorry for huh??"

- Seems like you say on him while he slept

- "... ", "nothin"

- Weird, but okay.. He tells you go off while he layed back down to continue his eye rest

- Thank fucking god, Thank the holy stars he didn't catch you sittin on him

- BUT.. The holy stars didn't feel like saving you right now. Because apparently a rookie caught you accidentally sitting on Tide and told him after he woke up.. That fuckin snitch

- Now you have to face the embarrassment of Riptide confronting you about it the next day.

- Tide sounds upset as well while confronting you, how humiliating

- Well the thing that you don't know is. The thing is, he angry cause HE DIDN'T GET TO FEEL TO ASS ON HIS FACE. HE DIDN'T GET TO FEEL A PLUMP ASS SITTIN DOWN ON HIS FAAACE

- and by God would he find a way to let you sit on him.

SOAP

- Yknow.. You know how I write this man..

- He saw you walk in, distracted by your phone.. Obviously making your way to the couch while he sitting down.

- Then he got the bright idea.. To yknow.. Lay his head down to just... Idk stretch.. Totally

- He had the pleasure as well to watch your ass slowly sit down on his face, well for a few seconds anyway. Then you immediately get off his face. Sad life fr

- "huh? What's up why'd you get off?" "Your ass is nice to look at btw"

- " you saw me about to sit down on you and you didn't say anything?!"

- "A man gotta do to experience something new man.."

- You would hit him. But you would also get in trouble for that.

- he would joke the shit about it as well. He would tease the fuck outta you for the rest of the month for this.

- Bro won't even hide to shamefully ask you if you wanna sit on his face again ( in a joking way)

- (He's actually serious)

GAZ

- He was about to shut his eyes when he suddenly saw an outline of an ass about to sit on him.

- His eyes suddenly opened and he tried to get up but nah.. Too late bro you gotta feel the full plumpy moons first

- When you got up his eyes were wide and his face was red.

- "no.. It's okay.."

- he got off and left. Leaving you in your shame

- He had to leave to compose himself.. He found something new about himself and he isn't sure how to react

GHOST

- His eyes were closed.. Then he felled something soft on his face.

- Then a scream oh my god I'm sorry

- Oh.. Shit...

- He sits up, realizing you sat on his face.. He doesn't say anything.

- His face is fucking red under the mask. Your ass suddenly looked twice as big as before. Don't know how that works but go with it fr.

- He got hard, you noticed.

- "dude.. Sir..?.. Are you.."

- He just looks at you. He has that look in his eyes

- Cmon, yknow what you gotta do.. YOU KNOW

- SIT ON HIS FUCKING FACE RUAUAAAAGHHH

KÖNIG

- He wasn't expecting ass in his face, he thought he wouldn't enjoy something like face sitting but hey.. It's actually.. Nice?

- He doesn't say anything when you suddenly sit up embarrassingly trying too apologize

- He just nodded..

- He wanted you to sit on his face again so fucking badly..

- So badly he would lay down on literally anything sittable while you were in the room

- It was so fucking obvious it was almost funny

- You had to confront him about it. And he just.. Confessed, yeah, he wanted you to sit ok his face

- .... Cmon bro.. Be a man and sit on the guys face, Make his wish come trueeee

MAKAROV

- " sit back down"

- "excuse me? Sir.. No-"

- you better sit the fuck back down on his face

- He will literally pull a gun on you and force you to sit back down on his face

KEEGAN

- No fucking lie he literally took a fucking huge sniff

- You know because you fucking heard that comically loud sniff

- You had to cut your apology short to look at that dude in disbelief

- "Did you just fucking sniff my ass?!"

- Bro will literally look at you with a goofy ahh face and just look at you.. Not saying anything, not even a fuckin nod

- "you gonna sit back down on me or..?"

- He made you sit back down on his face

HORNAGI

-EHEHEHHAHAHAHAHAAHAAHAHAHAHAHEHRHEHEHHhahahahahaahHAHAAH

- He will literally squeeze your ass, then pull your legs and make you sit back down on his face

- Don't even try to fight. His hands are fucking locked down on your thighs to keep you stuck on his face

- He made you sit down on his face for so long, you were literally concerned if he was breathing

- if you ask him if he's alive, he would just squeeze your leg to show you. Yeah, he's good

- if you look behind you, He's hard.

PRICE

- would smile and assure you it's okay.

- Pats your back, for more assurance. But he literally wants to Pat your ass

- Bro would imagine what it would be if you sat on his face

- Naked. Yes, if you sat on his face naked.

- If you did his beard would tickle you.. Which was what he wanted fr

KRUEGER

- He would say something like in a very angry and demanding tone

- "Why'd you get off?"

- "huh?"

- "Sit.Back.down"

- You did

ROACH

- Yo.. He feelin something he never felt before. Haha lie he just found a new kink he would actually enjoy

- He would literally follow you around and tug your shirt and point at your ass then his face

- If you would say no, He would leave and come back a few minutes later and do the same thing

- He would do it until you say yes..

- He's very happy. He's a very happy bug

LOGAN WALKER

- Would scream at you

- because you made him discover something about himself

- He's angry because of that

- He would force you to run 15 laps because of that.

- Then when you suddenly tired, sweating yo legs shaking from how tired you are

- He would silently and gently ask you ( he would toss you over his shoulder and walk you off to his room and make you sit on him)

- He won't explain why he did that. He just wanted to

GRAVES

- Would look at you like 🤨

- Then be like 😐😒😏

- stands up and slaps your ass

- and asks you to sit on his face

Everyone mentioned

- You will face fuck them

- Do not fight me on this, they will make you face fuck them

[luboy7rt]

What Animal Team Ghosts Would Randomly Bring Home To You (Headcanons)

(Remember This is just what I (My headcanons), enjoy reading!)(Could be seen as Platonic, Romantic?) (GN Reader) (Elias, Hesh, Logan, Keegan, Merrick, and Kick)

Elias Walker: 

-  Elias has.. habits. He brings home a lot of different animals throughout the years, Riley being the permanent house/military dog.

- Elias has definitely brought home any animal he thinks needs rescuing, one day it will be a cat, the next a little bird, then next a little mouse that needed saving from a mousetrap. You cannot stop this man, he has a mission in just rescuing animals as a unsuspecting side gig to being a literal military commander. (I like to think he's a animal lover, even if it's a ‘secret’)

- You point out a stray dog or cat? That's his now, (if the animal will allow it and wants to come with), Hesh and Logan have gotten used to their father bringing home random animals “...Can we even keep that, Dad?” Hesh would ask every time if it was a random animal that shouldn't be a pet. “Why Not.” Would be Elias's answer every. Damn. Time. 

- Elias would also ensure to tell you, Hesh, Logan, to not touch the more aggressive or ‘spicy’ animals he brings home, basically makes sure you all respect the animals and ensure the animals wouldn't hurt you three.

- If any of the animals he brings home are ‘unfit’ To be around kids (yes, he still calls Hesh and Logan kids, and maybe even you too if you have that type of relationship) he would find a good animal shelter, sanctuary or a good home for the animal.

- Why do Hesh and Riley have a good relationship? Elias taught Hesh how to train Riley, ensuring that Hesh would always know Riley has his back, having Riley around brought a sense of security to Elias as he felt like his boys could be cared for by Riley even if he wasn't around.

- Elias would give a deep chuckle with a half smile as he walks through the front door, spotting you as he carried a small bird in his hands, he would offer a hello, and show you the small baby bird he was now keeping due to finding it injured in the driveway. 

- Basically most people go to this man when they find a random animal, because somehow Elias is always good at knowing what animal, the species and what the hell is wrong If there is something wrong. Everytime Elias is asked about his knowledge, “Documentaries are nice, you should watch them. Maybe then you can learn something for once” He would respond by accidentally being brutal. 

- “Do you feel comfortable? Or should I find a better home for this little guy?” Elias Would ask you, Hesh, and Logan every time he brings home a new random animal, the house has become a farm at this point. You want an animal? As long as you know how to care for it and it wants to or can be around? fine by Elias, do your research and show him you can care for it, and he'll make it happen.

- Yes, you have random animals cuddling up to you in the middle of the night, is it one of the cats? Or could it be the tortoise that Elias has had for years? Or maybe it was just Riley, you'll be in for a surprise if you left your door open.

David Hesh Walker: 

- Hesh would bring home lizards, just imagine him coming home with a few baby lizards in his arms, Riley having one on his snout with wide eyes.. the dog was very steady in slowly creeping behind Hesh as to not drop the little lizard across his snout and head.

- “Oh, Hey..! didn't realize you were home” Hesh would sheepishly admit, as he adjusted the lizards in his arms, trying to get them to stop climbing everywhere. “...Surprise..? No welcome home..? Alright”

- If you don't like the lizards? He'll put them back outside, leave a little bowl of water incase they need it.. Poor Riley would waddle after Hesh, having lizards all over him, trying to walk but being so careful not to hurt any of them.. Riley ends up bringing the lizards in the house, Hesh laughing if you freak out.

- If you do like lizards? He'll put one on your shoulder or head, bonk. There you go, you got your own little guy.

- Your house gets taken over by lizards, Hesh doesn't find it funny after he found one in the washroom at 2AM the next morning, if you have a fear of lizards? Good luck, you scream? Hesh will come to save you, but Riley likes the damn lizards and keeps bringing them inside accidently and it becomes a big mess. Hesh apologizes about fifty times for it.

- “..This might be a little problem” Hesh would mutter as you smack or elbow his stomach, he would wince a bit and be grumbley he couldn't ‘tame’ wild lizards like his father could, awkwardly rubbing his hair as he would pat your shoulder and promise to deal with it.

- It took three weeks. Three weeks to get all the lizards out of the house, and Hesh only kept one bigger lizard, which he built a cage for and now cares for as it had a small injury.

- He gives a soft smile, and a tilt of the head, like a 'I did it' face, in the end, you both are relieved that the lizards are no longer all over your home.

Logan Walker: 

- Logan brought home a large frog, well like a large overweight bullfrog, No questions asked, No answers given as he just plopped it in front of you. Like a silent, I brought you this.

- If you like the bullfrog? You can keep it, Logan would buy a big enclosure for her, and silently look proud of his work, he would feed, care and love this frog like it's his damn firstborn. Even takes photos to send to you, Elias, and Hesh. ‘Look at my frog. ignore she's a bit big, we are working on it'. Texts little updates about this frog every week.

- If he can't care for it? He’ll expect you to, please care for this man’s frog. You don't have to pick it up if you don't want to but feed her for him when he's away if you are still around the house.

- Logan would randomly just plop the frog on you (if you don't mind), frog on your head, frog on your shoulder, frog in your hands, frog on your stomach.. He would just randomly plop her on you, and smile. 

- If you don't like the frog, he will give her to Elias for safe keeping, willing to just visit his frog but wanting to keep the peace between you two.

- Logan likes frogs, if he finds one interesting enough he will just catch it to show it off to you, a rare smile playing on his lips as he lets the frog poke their head out of his hand to show you. Like Logan is quietly and silently asking if you love the frog as much as he does. If you don't, that's alright, he'll find something else to randomly bring you as presents.. Logan always gently puts the frogs he catches back where he finds them.

- Frog catching was definitely a hobby, one Hesh got him into when they were young children. Hesh may have 'forgotten' about the competition about frog catching between them but Logan would never. 

- Logan actually tries to start this competition with you, who could catch the most frogs? If you don't want to? That's alright, he'll show off the frogs from a decent way away. If you do? Get prepared to get dirty, this is war, mud was on both of your clothes, as you two had looked for frogs for hours and who do you think would win?

Keegan Russ:

- Keegan isn’t scared of many things in life, so when he brings home a large snake? Wrapped around his neck like it wouldn't hurt him, as he causally walks into the apartment, a wild snake around his neck.. You might be a bit hesitant as it's about 3AM, and Keegan just got home.. with a random big snake.

- Keegan gives a head nod as he put the snake down on the couch.. Like it wouldn't just slither off around the apartment, Keegan puts his hands on his hips, and glances at you before glancing back at the snake. “I have a pet.”

- Yeah, that's all he said to you, do you like snakes? If you are chill with it, Keegan's chill, Keegan will buy a large enclosure for the big guy and ensure he's well fed. 

- If you don't like snakes..? Or are scared of them, Keegan will ensure the snake is kept in a large enclosure, and wouldn't take him out around you. But he does keep him, and nurses the snake up to full health again.

- Keegan would slowly get the snake used to his and your presence, feeding him well so there was no accidents, slowly getting the snake used to you both and making sure to do a tad bit of research about this species to ensure he doesn't fuck up.

- “Put this on” Keegan would say with a straight face and a quiet chuckle as he put the large snake around your neck, his hand not leaving but staying between you and the snake's head, and would tease you if you were scared.. but if you got to scared he would take the snake back and keep him away from you. Keegan wouldn't apologize but would make it up to you for scaring you.

- You always see Keegan with this snake, attempting to scare either Logan or Hesh, whoever was closest to him, maybe even put the snake in Kick's bed, having had ensured the other man had no weapons to hurt Keegan's beloved snake... But also giving Kick the scare of his life.

Merrick: 

- Merrick brings home a small baby squirrel, holding her in his gloved palm, as she was covered in dirty rainwater, and oil. Merrick had just returned from a long mission, still wearing his gear as he accidentally woke you up at around 4AM.

- He would apologize quietly as if trying to make up for the fact he woke you up and asks you to start a little bath in the sink for the little squirrel.

- Merrick was a bit quieter in the morning, as he sat by the kitchen sink, not even taking off his gear, you both would gently clean off this baby squirrel.

- If you don't want to keep her, Merrick would be alright with that, very understanding as he would end up bringing her to a vet for them to figure out what to do.

- If you do want to keep her, Merrick would nod and do his best to ensure the squirrel would be happy and cared for. Merrick would pat your shoulder or head as a thank you, and find a nice spot to put the little squirrel, ends up just making a small bed in an old shoe box.

- Merrick ends up training the squirrel to bring him any amount of dollar bills, Merrick would grin when the squirrel would pass him a five dollar bill and give her lots of headsets and snacks. Merrick would give You a smug I told you I could do it look.

- You two end up having this squirrel for a long while, oh you're cooking something? Watch out Ms.Squirrelly might run past and try to steal your ingredients, you want five minutes alone in the shower, Squirrelly is outside the shower waiting for you, you leave the groceries out? Guess who ate them already. 

- Ms. Squirrelly is very loved by all, even if she does steal money. She's a little thief, but Merrick adores her, and yes he keeps that money to buy you or Ms.Squirrelly a nice gift. 

Kick: 

- When Kick walks Into the house carrying a goat, what do you do when it screams bloody murder when she sees you? Kick was very straight faced as he looked at you, holding her up as if to show you nothing bad happened.

- Kick stole a goat. Who knows where he got the poor girl from, Kick wouldn't give You any details, he just walks into the house and puts the goat down in the kitchen, asking her to shut up as he put a plate of fruit in front of her.

- When you ask what the hell, or why he just shrugged as explains he found her alone while doing a test fly with a helicopter, claiming he just found her and took her home.. He basically just kidnapped a goat from who knows where.

- Kick and the goat don't even get along, she will follow him and you around, but the moment shes alone with Kick? she screams, she just makes the worse screeching noises around him, like he hates this man.. But she doesn't leave even if You give her the chance to. 

- Yeah, the goat vibes with you, but it seems like Kick and her just despise each other, like if one of them are in a room, and the other walks in? One of them will end up leaving.

- Kick regretted taking the goat in, he dislikes loud things.. and this goat is loud, she hates him, and she makes sure to ‘tell’ Kick. Kick will look at you with a straight face.. every time, it just makes it funnier.

- You don’t really have much of a choice, unless it is necessary this goat won’t leave, Kick has tried. She just randomly pops back up in the backyard and you both have to keep her. 

- The only time Kick and this goat get along is when Kick gives her food or ‘fights’ her, play fighting a goat, basically Kick has ran out of ideas but it makes the goat shut up for a while.

[supercap2319]

"Percy, this is all going to sound strange, but I'm from another universe in another multiverse. And the guy with the black hair over there... Is Percy Jackson. My Percy Jackson."

"But that's crazy. Not to mention impossible." Percy said.

"You wouldn't by chance be into comics would you? It's something like that. Percy and I, we're from another universe. One that is similar to this one, but different. Which explains why you look different and younger than my Percy." Y/N said.

"You keep saying 'my Percy.' Why do you keep saying that?"

"Oh, because he's my boyfriend."

[bxyp]

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ᴅᴀʏ 𝟷. ᴏʀᴀʟ ғɪxᴀᴛɪᴏɴ ᴀɴᴅ ʜɪɢʜ sᴇx. ᴀʟᴇx ᴋᴇʟʟᴇʀ (ᴄᴏᴅ: ᴍᴡ)

ᴅᴀʏ 𝟸. sᴀᴅɪsᴍ ᴀɴᴅ ғᴀᴄᴇ ғᴜᴄᴋɪɴɢ/ᴅᴇᴇᴘᴛʜʀᴏᴀᴛ. ᴀʟᴇᴊᴀɴᴅʀᴏ ᴠᴀʀɢᴀs (ᴄᴏᴅ: ᴍᴡ ɪɪ)

ᴅᴀʏ 𝟹. ᴊᴇᴀʟᴏᴜsʏ/ᴘᴏssᴇssɪᴠᴇ ᴀɴᴅ sᴄɪᴇɴᴄᴇ/ᴍᴇᴅғᴇᴛ. ᴀʟʙᴇʀᴛ ᴡᴇsᴋᴇʀ (ʀᴇsɪᴅᴇɴᴛ ᴇᴠɪʟ: ᴄᴠ)

ᴅᴀʏ 4. ʙʀᴇᴇᴅɪɴɢ ᴀɴᴅ ᴅᴀᴅᴅʏ ᴋɪɴᴋ. ʟᴇᴏɴ s. ᴋᴇɴɴᴇᴅʏ (ʀᴇ: ɪɴғɪɴɪᴛᴇ ᴅᴀʀᴋɴᴇss)

ᴅᴀʏ 5. ᴀɢᴇ ᴅɪғғᴇʀᴇɴᴄᴇs ᴀɴᴅ ᴅʀᴜɴᴋ sᴇx. ᴊᴏʜɴ ᴘʀɪᴄᴇ (ᴄᴏᴅ: ᴍᴡ ɪɪ)

ᴅᴀʏ 6. ᴘʀᴏsᴛɪᴛᴜᴛᴇs ᴀɴᴅ ᴄʜᴇᴀᴛɪɴɢ. ᴘʜɪʟʟɪᴘ ɢʀᴀᴠᴇs (ᴄᴏᴅ: ᴍᴡ ɪɪ)

ᴅᴀʏ 𝟽. ᴠɪᴅᴇᴏ ᴄʜᴀᴛ ᴀɴᴅ ᴡʜɪᴍᴘᴇʀɪɴɢ ᴏʀ sᴏʙʙɪɴɢ. ᴋᴇᴇɢᴀɴ ᴘ. ʀᴜss (ᴄᴏᴅ: ɢʜᴏsᴛs)

ᴅᴀʏ 𝟾. sᴇx ʀᴏʙᴏᴛ ᴀɴᴅ ᴘᴀᴍᴘᴇʀɪɴɢ. ʟᴇᴏɴ s. ᴋᴇɴɴᴇᴅʏ (ʀᴇsɪᴅᴇɴᴛ ᴇᴠɪʟ: ʀᴇ𝟺)

ᴅᴀʏ 𝟿. ᴍɪʀʀᴏʀs ᴀɴᴅ ғʀɪᴇɴᴅs ᴡɪᴛʜ ʙᴇɴᴇғɪᴛs. ᴄʜʀɪs ʀᴇᴅғɪᴇʟᴅ (ʀᴇsɪᴅᴇɴᴛ ᴇᴠɪʟ: ʀᴇ𝟷)

ᴅᴀʏ 𝟷𝟶. ᴄᴏsᴛᴜᴍᴇs/ᴄᴏsᴘʟᴀʏ ᴀɴᴅ ʙᴏᴅʏ ᴡᴏʀsʜɪᴘ (ᴛʜɪɢʜs). ᴊᴏʜɴɴʏ "sᴏᴀᴘ" ᴍᴀᴄᴛᴀᴠɪsʜ (ᴄᴏᴅ: ᴍᴡ ɪɪ)

ᴅᴀʏ 𝟷𝟷. ғɪʟᴍɪɴɢ ᴀɴᴅ ᴏʙsᴇssɪᴏɴ. ᴋʏʟᴇ "ɢᴀᴢ" ɢᴀʀʀɪᴄᴋ (ᴄᴏᴅ: ᴍᴡ ɪɪ)

ᴅᴀʏ 𝟷𝟸. ʙᴏɴᴅᴀɢᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ᴡɪɴᴅᴏᴡ/ʙᴀʟᴄᴏɴʏ sᴇx. ᴠᴀʟᴇʀɪᴀ ɢᴀʀᴢᴀ (ᴄᴏᴅ: ᴍᴡ ɪɪ)

ᴅᴀʏ 𝟷𝟹. ᴡᴇᴛ ᴅʀᴇᴀᴍs ᴏʀ ᴇʀᴏᴛɪᴄ ᴅʀᴇᴀᴍs ᴀɴᴅ sᴏᴍɴᴏᴘʜɪʟɪᴀ. ғᴀʀᴀʜ ᴋᴀʀɪᴍ (ᴄᴏᴅ: ᴍᴡ)

ᴅᴀʏ 𝟷𝟺. sɪᴢᴇ ᴋɪɴᴋ ᴀɴᴅ sᴛʜᴇɴᴏʟᴀɢɴɪᴀ (sᴛʀᴇɴɢᴛʜ/ᴍᴜsᴄʟᴇs). ᴋᴏ̈ɴɪɢ (ᴄᴏᴅ: ᴍᴡ ɪɪ)

ᴅᴀʏ 𝟷𝟻. ᴄʜᴏᴋɪɴɢ ᴀɴᴅ ᴘᴏᴡᴇʀ ᴀʙᴜsᴇ. ʜᴜɴᴋ (ʀᴇsɪᴅᴇɴᴛ ᴇᴠɪʟ: ʀᴇ3)

ᴅᴀʏ 𝟷𝟼. ᴅᴀᴄʀʏᴘʜɪʟɪᴀ (ᴄʀʏɪɴɢ) ᴀɴᴅ ʜᴜᴍɪʟɪᴀᴛɪᴏɴ. ᴀᴅᴀ ᴡᴏɴɢ (ʀᴇsɪᴅᴇɴᴛ ᴇᴠɪʟ: ʀᴇ𝟺)

ᴅᴀʏ 𝟷𝟽. ᴍᴏɴsᴛᴇʀs ᴀɴᴅ ʟɪɢʜᴛ ʙᴅsᴍ. ᴋɪᴍ "ʜᴏʀᴀɴɢɪ" ʜᴏɴɢ-ᴊɪɴ (ᴄᴏᴅ: ᴍᴡ ɪɪ)

ᴅᴀʏ 𝟷𝟾. ғᴇᴀʀ ᴀɴᴅ ʙᴇʟᴏᴠᴇᴅ ᴇɴᴇᴍɪᴇs. ᴊɪʟʟ ᴠᴀʟᴇɴᴛɪɴᴇ (ʀᴇsɪᴅᴇɴᴛ ᴇᴠɪʟ: ʀᴇ3)

ᴅᴀʏ 𝟷𝟿. ʙʟᴏᴏᴅᴘʟᴀʏ ᴀɴᴅ sʜᴏᴛɢᴜɴɴɪɴɢ. ɴɪᴋᴛᴏ (ᴄᴏᴅ: ᴍᴡ ɪɪ)

ᴅᴀʏ 𝟸𝟶. ᴏᴠᴇʀsᴛɪᴍᴜʟᴀᴛɪᴏɴ ᴀɴᴅ ʙᴏᴅʏ ᴡᴏʀsʜɪᴘ. ʟᴏɢᴀɴ ᴡᴀʟᴋᴇʀ (ᴄᴏᴅ: ɢʜᴏsᴛs)

ᴅᴀʏ 𝟸𝟷. ʀᴏᴜɢʜ sᴇx ᴀɴᴅ ᴄʟᴀɪᴍɪɴɢ ᴏʀ ᴏᴡɴᴇʀsʜɪᴘ. ᴀʟʙᴇʀᴛ ᴡᴇsᴋᴇʀ (ʀᴇsɪᴅᴇɴᴛ ᴇᴠɪʟ: ᴄᴠ)

ᴅᴀʏ 𝟸𝟸. sɪᴢᴇ ᴅɪғғᴇʀᴇɴᴄᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛᴇɴᴛᴀᴄʟᴇs. ᴋᴏ̈ɴɪɢ (ᴄᴏᴅ: ᴍᴡ ɪɪ)

ᴅᴀʏ 𝟸𝟹. sᴇᴛᴘ-ᴄᴇsᴛ ᴀɴᴅ ғᴀᴄᴇ sɪᴛᴛɪɴɢ. ᴅᴀᴠɪᴅ "ʜᴇsʜ" ᴡᴀʟᴋᴇʀ (ᴄᴏᴅ: ɢʜᴏsᴛs)

ᴅᴀʏ 𝟸𝟺. sᴘᴀɴᴋɪɴɢ ᴀɴᴅ ʜᴀᴛᴇ ғᴜᴄᴋɪɴɢ/ᴀɴɢʀʏ sᴇx. ɴɪᴋᴛᴏ (ᴄᴏᴅ: ᴍᴡ ɪɪ)

ᴅᴀʏ 𝟸𝟻. ᴄᴏᴄᴋ ᴡᴀʀᴍɪɴɢ ᴀɴᴅ ᴘᴏᴡᴇʀ ʙᴏᴛᴛᴏᴍ. ᴀᴅᴀ ᴡᴏɴɢ (ʀᴇsɪᴅᴇɴᴛ ᴇᴠɪʟ: ʀᴇ𝟺)

ᴅᴀʏ 𝟸𝟼. ɴᴏɴᴄᴏɴsᴇɴᴛ ᴀɴᴅ ᴍᴀsᴋs/ᴀɴᴏɴʏᴍᴏᴜs. sɪᴍᴏɴ "ɢʜᴏsᴛ" ʀɪʟᴇʏ (ᴄᴏᴅ: ᴍᴡ ɪɪ)

ᴅᴀʏ 𝟸𝟽. ᴅɪsᴄɪᴘʟɪɴᴇ ᴏʀ ᴘᴜɴɪsʜᴍᴇɴᴛ ᴀɴᴅ sᴇɴsᴏʀʏ ᴅᴇᴘʀɪᴠᴀᴛɪᴏɴ. ᴊᴏʜɴ ᴘʀɪᴄᴇ (ᴄᴏᴅ: ᴍᴡ ɪɪ)

ᴅᴀʏ 𝟸𝟾. ᴘʀᴀɪsᴇ ᴋɪɴᴋ ᴀɴᴅ ᴄʀᴇᴀᴍᴘɪᴇs. ᴄᴀʀʟᴏs ᴏʟɪᴠᴇɪʀᴀ (ʀᴇsɪᴅᴇɴᴛ ᴇᴠɪʟ: ʀᴇ3)

ᴅᴀʏ 𝟸𝟿. ᴏᴠᴇʀsᴛɪᴍᴜʟᴀᴛɪᴏɴ ᴀɴᴅ sɴᴏᴡʙᴀʟʟɪɴɢ. ɢᴀʀʏ "ʀᴏᴀᴄʜ" sᴀɴᴅᴇʀsᴏɴ (ᴄᴏᴅ: ᴍᴡ ɪɪ)

ᴅᴀʏ 𝟹𝟶. ᴄᴏᴄᴋ ʀɪɴɢs/sᴛʀᴀᴘs ᴀɴᴅ sɪssɪғɪᴄᴀᴛɪᴏɴ/ғᴏʀᴄᴇᴅ ғᴇᴍɪɴɪᴢᴀᴛɪᴏɴ. ᴠᴀʟᴇʀɪᴀ ɢᴀʀᴢᴀ (ᴄᴏᴅ: ᴍᴡ ɪɪ)

ᴅᴀʏ 𝟹𝟷. ᴛʜʀᴇᴇsᴏᴍᴇ/ᴍᴏʀᴇsᴏᴍᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ᴘᴜʙʟɪᴄ/sᴇᴍɪ ᴘᴜʙʟɪᴄ sᴇx. ᴊᴏʜɴɴʏ "sᴏᴀᴘ" ᴍᴀᴄᴛᴀᴠɪsʜ (ᴄᴏᴅ: ᴍᴡ ɪɪ) & sɪᴍᴏɴ "ɢʜᴏsᴛ" ʀɪʟᴇʏ (ᴄᴏᴅ: ᴍᴡ ɪɪ)

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[coyote-cowboy-2628]

(Fem + minors DNI!)

“Miss me, Walker?”

(M4M)

Logan Walker x Reader

Warnings: Sub!Logan, Dom!Male!Reader, Fluff and smut?, poor touch deprived Logan :(, male sex, unprotected, overstimulation, pet names.

As a soldier, Logan Walker was rough edged, but when it came to you? A guy who was taller, rougher, more a man than him? He melts.

He loves you to the moon and back, but when you two get separated to go on two different missions, that last MONTHS? Oh he is suffering!

When you two finally reunite, Logan is all over you, whining about how he needs you to touch him, how he needs your cock, who are you to tell him no? He’s just dying for you after months of not seeing you! He starts to unbutton both your pants as he murmurs about how perfect your masculine body is and how good you’ll make him feel. It’s pathetic for a soldier, really, but he doesn’t care.

Thats..when it cuts to now. His ass up off the bed and back arched as you thrust into him deep enough to make him see stars, he buries his face in the pillow as he moans your name, his hole clenching around your big cock. His lips swollen and red from where he had bitten them, eyes in a daze. He was so cock drunk right now he didn’t even feel you and or him cum. And it drove you both to the point of overstimulation, until Logan was basically sobbing is when you to stop. Only to fall asleep with your cock still deep inside of him.

[yoitsjay]

Phoenix

Pairings: Keegan P. Russ x M!Reader

Summary: you had been hiding your abilities ever since your kind had been wiped out. But your team was in danger, you had to do something... at the cost of your life perhaps?

Warnings: mentions of death, COD typical violence, blood, gunshots and gun wounds, fire, revival, nudity

Word count: 3,161

You, like everyone else now, were a hybrid. There was no real or true human left in the world, not since the monsters and creatures began to mix breed with humans, and the humans of course fell in love with the idea of having a monster as a lover, who wouldn't? they were faster, stronger, more intelligent and in most cases, hotter. You were a member of the Ghosts, a renowned special forces team in the United States. You were a new member, unfortunate as that was however regardless the team accepted you as one of their own.. maybe because you were strong… or terrifying.

The Ghosts consisted of a mix of hybrids, Logan was a vampire hybrid with enhanced smell and super strength, Hesh was a werewolf hybrid with the smell, hearing, scent and vision to boot, Ajax was an avian hybrid with strong wings which matched his hair. And then there was Keegan, and keegan being the leader seemed quite powerful himself, Being a wraith he had the ability to disappear into shadows, physical shadows that could snap the neck of an enemy without much force. He was strong on top of that, with his training and his ability. Made him all the more sexy really.

And then there was you, one of the strongest hybrids in the world… a phoenix. This mythical legend is said to never die, and if it did it would simply be reborn from ash over and over again, the only thing to kill a phoenix is iron as it will burn them and kill them. Because they are so powerful they were hunted down and killed, all but you and your mother who managed to escape one fateful night… your father and brothers weren't so lucky, but you were.

The thing was, they had no idea that you were a phoenix hybrid, your mother told you to hide your abilities, lie and say you weren't a hybrid, or that you were something else completely. Now it wasn't entirely impossible to be a human in a hybrid run world, they did still exist but the few humans that were around were used as slaves for the superior like dragons, or other powerful beasts, so, human it was then.

Despite posing as a human you were still abnormally strong, and you had a faster regeneration rate than most other people in the Ghosts, but when they ask you always used the same lie, that you were tested on because you were human and it gave you regeneration, or inhuman strength when you were indeed human. Still, you were strong and funny, and if Keegan liked you then so did the rest of the ghosts. But in order to protect you and your abilities, you still had to hide it.

Currently you are sitting in a transport plane with the rest of the Ghosts, sitting across from Keegan and between Logan and Hash. They were like brothers to you, so them pushing and nudging you didn't really bug you. Ajax was seated beside Keegan and then of course there was Riley, the ever brave Ghost dog, who was laying in her own carrier, strapped down so it wouldn't move, but it was a big crate so she was comfortable. The test of the Ghosts were back on base or… dead, may they rest in peace. So it was just you and the boys listed already.

You were heading to Chile where you heard reports of some pretty bad militia reading havoc on the locals, while also wearing rumors that he was part of an Operation in Russia, a terrorist operation that you had to shut down. Little did you know how dangerous it all would be… regardless, the plane landed on a bare strip between two smaller mountain ranges, and there was already a big truck waiting for you. A driver was waiting outside with a more serious look on his face, however when he saw the Ghosts his smile grew and he waved as you and your team walked over. “Mr. Russ, Ajax, thank you and the rest of you for coming, we are in desperate need of your help now more than ever. I'll explain everything on the way but we need to get moving.” The man stated, and the Ghost piled into the car with you being right between Keegan and Logan.

See, you and Keegan had a secret you both hid from the rest of the team, a couple months ago you were in a tight situation with Keegan and it escalated… but not in a bad way. And ever since then you and him… well let's just say it developed into something that the rest of the team would tease you for. Regardless, no matter what mission you and Keegan were on it was always his personal mission to touch you and tease you in some form of way, whether it was when you were in a sniper position with him and he HAD to touch your thigh or ass, or hold your waist to keep you still. It was frustrating, yet you never stopped him before.

Keegan even had the balls to do something like that now, sneaking a hand behind you and down the back of your pants, subtly squeezing your ass which made you tense up quite a bit, though when the car suddenly hit a large bump in the road you took the opportunity to pull Keegans arm away, and instead grip onto him and Logan so you didn't fall forward since there were no seat belts. “Fuck that was a bad bump.” you played off quickly, patting Logan’s thigh which you previously had an iron grip on, shifting yourself so you were more comfortable in your seat. You pinched Keegan however, a subtle way of telling him “not here asshole” before letting him go too.

When you arrived at your destination Keegan and Ajax talked with the driver, getting more information while you, David and Logan took all your gear into the safe house where you would be staying and planning. The two brothers left their gear on the table like ruffians, however you took the time and instead moved them to a safer location so the table could be used to plan with a map amongst other things.

When Keegan and Ajax came back inside it was time to divide and conquer. Ajax stepped forward to separate the teams, however because there was an odd number between them there would either be a group of three, or two groups of two and one loner.

“Alright, Keegan and Logan and Y/n you're in a group, Hesh you're with me. Here's the plan. Keegan and his group are going to be infiltrating the West part of this compound here where we believe our target is staying. Hesh and I will take the East side. Once inside we split off and each take a section of the house, luckily enough there are five sections. Y/n you take the southwest corner, Keegan you take the northwest. Logan, you head to the center where there are some hostages being held, free them and arm them and then get their help to take over the compound. Hesh will take the southeast corner and I'll take the northeast. Clear your sections and if you find our target bring him to the center of the compound alive for questioning. If anything goes wrong, get out of the compound and meet at the rendezvous point here-”

While Ajax was explaining everything, he pointed to certain sections on the map, showing the team where they would all be going, and then again once they would split up. You felt uneasy, however. It's not that you didn't trust Ajax, or didn't believe that this plan would work, but you just had an uneasy feeling in your mind. A hum left your lips but you nodded to the plan, you wouldn't let anyone get hurt, that was a vow you silently swore to everyone.

However, now, it was time to rest as the infiltration would be tomorrow. There were not enough rooms for you individually so you split up again, however even though Keegan was offered his own room he rejected it and grabbed you to bunk with instead, bringing you to the master bedroom where he closed and locked the door once you both were inside. “God it's been weeks since we've been alone darlin I missed you.” He grumbled, dropping his bag as he pulled you into his arms, holding you tight.

You chuckled, wrapping your arms around his neck as you embraced him in return, pulling off your mask so he could see your face as you smiled at him. “I could say the same Keeg, but that was a risky move that you pulled back in the car.” you huffed, pulling away with furrowed eyebrows. Keegan shrugged, almost like he didn't care anymore which was probably the truth.

“Y/n I don't want to hide our relationship- whatever it is- from the boys anymore. They have almost caught us a dozen times now and I know they're starting to get suspicious. I know they won't judge, or tell anyone else… but I don't want to hide my feelings for you.” He huffed, sliding his hands down your waist. You sighed, leaning up and kissing his cheek which still had the mask covering it. You didn't bother taking it off, knowing Keegan would if he felt comfortable, but this was a new place, who knows who could be watching.

“I know Keegan… look- how about we tell them after the mission then. We have to keep everyone's heads clear for tomorrow, we wouldn't want to distract them and get them hurt.” You explained, and Keegan nodded in agreement. However before you could move away he quickly pulled you close, pulling his mask up over his nose as he leaned in and kissed you gently, smiling against your lips before pulling away shortly after.

“I'll protect you and them no matter what. You guys are my family, and you're my everything.” He spoke softly, kissing you again just once, only to pull away too soon, walking into the bathroom attached to the bedroom to shower and get ready to sleep. You rolled your eyes, having already showered before leaving so you just stripped down to the under clothes you had on, getting in bed and getting comfortable.

Tomorrow would be a wild day, you knew it.

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You were up before anyone else that following morning, now downstairs in the kitchen making breakfast for the team with whatever breakfast foods were left in the fridge for you and the boys. There wasn't much, mostly ration tubes amongst snacks and other things, but you managed to cook up a pretty decent breakfast, setting the table.

You grew up in a house of women, being the second oldest you were taught a lot of the house chores too, so doing stuff like this not only came easy to you, but it was like second nature to get it done. The Ghosts were always grateful for your help and cooking however, it just meant they didn't have to cook for themselves as long as you were around.

When everyone was awake because of the smell of food, they all wondered downstairs to the table, thanking you, finding a plate and eating almost immediately. They were like zombies or robots, awake but programmed to do straightforward things like this… you chuckled to yourself before finding a seat and eating with them. Logan was somewhat excited about the mission, and his brother shared that excitement but you still felt nervous…

After breakfast it was time to leave, the Ghosts gathered their weapons and gear, arming themselves to carry as much as they could while you attached a med pack to the back of your gear, followed by a couple of reloads for your rifle and pistols, strapping knives to your legs, hiding some in your boots, under your sleeve where an arm sheath was, and then putting a hunting knife in its designated sheath on your vest, and lastly getting your radio in place.

When all of the Ghosts were ready, you left in the same car that picked you up from your transport plane. The driver brought you close to the compound but it was still far enough where you had to walk the rest of the way. Once you were close enough on foot you split into your groups, you Keegan and Logan, and then Ajax and Hesh going the opposite way. With your weapon in hand you fell into line behind Keegan as he sprinted to the west wall, you started looking for a way in without explosives while Keegan had readied the C4… but before you could place it, you pressed in a brick and with surprise the wall in front of you shifted and opened up to reveal a dark corridor that lead into the compound.

“Lucky me.” You muttered, allowing Keegan to take the lead again as you took your position second with Logan watching your back. Successfully you managed to get into the compound, and with a whispered battle cry, you split up with your group, stealthily creeping through the south west corridor, using your knife to Stealth kill anyone you crept up on. You did have a picture of what your target looked like. Short, brown hair and green eyes with a very pale complexion, always wearing his medals whether fake or real. Very arrogant.

You continued to search your corridor clearing rooms through your radio like everyone else, however just as you cleared the last room you heard gunshots from the other side of the building, followed by shouts over the radio from Ajax. “Hash Is down! Shot to the knee he's okay but we need backup! NorthEast corridor!” Ajax called out through the radio, immediately your knife was back in its sheath and your assault rifle was in your hands and you were running down through the south hallway, killing any enemy you stumbled across before running to the North hallway where you saw Hash clutching his knee. Immediately you got down on your knees beside him, shooting a few enemy soldiers who came up from behind you before you grabbed the med pack and started patching up his knee. “It went through Hash, I can't tell if it hit a nerve or not but I'm going to stop the bleeding.” You explained, not giving him any warning as you pressed down roughly with your hands, putting pressure on both sides of the wound. Soon Logan arrived and he covered your flank, but more and more soldiers surrounded you, and your team was starting to run out of bullets. Hash had passed out from the pain but that didn't stop you from holding that pressure. “Where's keegan?” You suddenly asked Logan, realizing he wasn't there. Logans eyes went wide and he looked around in a panic. That's when you heard sounds of struggle. A grunt left your lips, and you looked at Ajax. “we've got this, go get Keegan.” You pleaded, pulling your hands away when you were sure the bleeding was stopped (while secretly using the powers you hid to heal him faster).

Once Ajax moved, you covered his position and started shooting the enemies in front of him, eventually giving him a clear way to get to Keegan. He brought the man back, and luckily Keegan was uninjured. But Keegan, Ajax and now you were out of bullets, and Logan was running out even after using Hash’ bullets. It was like they knew you were here…

Just then explosions were heard from the south west corridor, then again where Keegan was. The house shook violently, and you quickly realized they were dropping bombs. “Quick, to the middle I have an idea!” You shouted, and Logan grabbed his brother who was still unconscious. You lead everyone to the middle, surrounding yourself with furniture and crates. Everyone was in danger if you didn't do something… you had to do something…

You stood up quickly, bullets whizzing past your face bit you ignored it, stripping off your gear as you looked down at Keegan. “what are you doing Y/n get down!” He shouted, but you shook your head. “I'm doing what I should have done long ago. I'm done hiding what I am Keegan. I'm not human, I've never been human… Keegan, Ajax, Logan… I'm The Phoenix.” You stated, and with that fire erupted out of your skin, but to them it wasn't hot fire, nor did it burn them, you started transforming into a large beast, covered in fire. Your wings spread out, and you covered your team with said wings as several bombs were dropped around you. However because you had covered your team and protected them, they were unharmed. The compound had been flattened, and obviously your target escaped…

But as the dust settled and Keegan opened his eyes, he realized that… you weren't there. You had sacrificed your life and now- you were a pile of ash in the middle of the Ghosts, hot to the touch. Keegan tensed up, experiencing not only the loss of a teammate, but the loss of his lover.

Keegan screamed, throwing a piece of furniture that surrounded them away as he took a few steps forward, Logan held his brother close since he was still unconscious, and Ajax just stared at the pile of ash. But… that wasn't the end, no…

Out of the ash, a fire sparked and suddenly a smaller version of the Phoenix you had turned too had materialized out of that ash, reborn you were, and once all the ash was gone, the fire went out and there you stood… naked as a newborn babe. A nervous chuckle left your lips, and immediately Ajax looked away, as did Logan. “Keegan?” You called out…

The man turned with disbelief, running towards you and picking you up in his arms. He didn't care if they were watching, but he pulled off his mask and he kissed you, setting you down on the ground before pulling away, quickly realizing that you were in fact naked. “well look at that, naked for me darling?” He asked with a smirk, only to get slapped on the arm. However he didn't care.

You were alive and safe, and now that he and the team knew what you actually were, they vowed to keep you safe. Once you got some clothes on, you were taken home, as was Hash who needed to heal still but he'd be able to walk again, thanks to you and your abilities…

Your target got away, but Keegan would find him, he couldn't forgive what had been done to you, even if you were revived it still called for revenge… and he would get it, for you.

[saturncodedstarlette]

Y/N, whines : My neck is so sore. 😞

Logan : That’s not good is there anything you want—

Y/N, bats eyelashes : please kiss it. 🥺

[imyourbratzdoll]

𝐀 𝐖𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐞'𝐬 𝐅𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐲𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐞

welcome to the land of fairytales, where desires you never knew you had will come true. thank you @georgiapeach30513 & @royalsweetteaa for helping me with this.

18+ only please, do not copy, repost or translate my work. You are responsible for your own media consumption.

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!warning! these fics will include inter-species relations, size differences, innocent kink, age gaps and dark content.

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𝐅𝐢𝐜𝐬:

𝒊𝒕'𝒔 𝒂 𝒃𝒂𝒅 𝒕𝒊𝒎𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒃𝒆 𝒔𝒍𝒆𝒆𝒑𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒃𝒆𝒂𝒖𝒕𝒚 - pairing: prince ransom drysdale x princess reader

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𝒎𝒂𝒚𝒃𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒍𝒊𝒕𝒕𝒍𝒆 𝒎𝒆𝒓𝒎𝒂𝒊𝒅 𝒘𝒂𝒔𝒏'𝒕 𝒂𝒔 𝒔𝒘𝒆𝒆𝒕 - pairing: prince frank adler x mermaid reader

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𝒐𝒑𝒆𝒏 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒍𝒆𝒈𝒔 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒉𝒆'𝒍𝒍 𝒔𝒉𝒐𝒘 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒍𝒅 - pairing: street rat lloyd hansen x princess reader

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𝒔𝒉𝒆 𝒍𝒐𝒔𝒕 𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒏 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒈𝒍𝒂𝒔𝒔 𝒔𝒍𝒊𝒑𝒑𝒆𝒓 - pairing: prince lance tucker x maid reader

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𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒂 𝒃𝒆𝒂𝒖𝒕𝒚 𝒘𝒉𝒐 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒐 𝒕𝒉𝒓𝒆𝒆 𝒃𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒕𝒔 - pairing: beast ari levinson, beast logan howlett, beast geralt of rivia x princess reader

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𝒘𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒘𝒓𝒐𝒏𝒈 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒑𝒐𝒊𝒔𝒐𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒔𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒏 𝒎𝒆𝒏 - pairing: bossy clark kent, sleazy johnny storm, dirty curtis everett, brawny steve rogers, cranky bucky barnes, tipsy dean winchester, horny sam wilson x witch/princess reader

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𝒃𝒂𝒎𝒃𝒊 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒋𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒂 𝒔𝒕𝒖𝒑𝒊𝒅 𝒅𝒐𝒆 - pairing: hunter lee bodecker x shifter reader

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𝒘𝒉𝒐 𝒌𝒏𝒆𝒘 𝒂𝒍𝒊𝒄𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒂 𝒘𝒉𝒐𝒓𝒆 𝒊𝒏 𝒘𝒐𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓𝒍𝒂𝒏𝒅 - pairing: mad hatter jefferson x dreamer reader 

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𝒔𝒉𝒆 𝒇𝒐𝒍𝒍𝒐𝒘𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒚𝒆𝒍𝒍𝒐𝒘 𝒃𝒓𝒊𝒄𝒌 𝒓𝒐𝒂𝒅 𝒐𝒏𝒍𝒚 𝒕𝒐 𝒇𝒊𝒏𝒅 𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒔𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒂 𝒉𝒐𝒆 - pairing: scarecrow jake wyler, tin-man rick grimes, cowardly lion jake jensen, oz andy barber x lost reader

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𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒘𝒆𝒓𝒆𝒏’𝒕 𝒂𝒔 𝒔𝒕𝒖𝒑𝒊𝒅 𝒂𝒔 𝒔𝒉𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉𝒕 - pairing: hansel steve kemp, male gretel nick fowler x witch reader

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𝒏𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒑𝒓𝒐𝒕𝒆𝒄𝒕 𝒉𝒆𝒓, 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒏 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒍𝒊𝒕𝒕𝒍𝒆 𝒓𝒆𝒅 𝒉𝒐𝒐𝒅 - pairing: big bad wolf luke danes x little red riding hood reader

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𝒔𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒂𝒘𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒇𝒆𝒓𝒂𝒍 𝒎𝒂𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒍𝒖𝒓𝒌𝒔 𝒊𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒉𝒂𝒅𝒐𝒘𝒔 - pairing: tarzan tangerine x jane reader

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𝒔𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒂𝒃𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒕𝒐 𝒃𝒆 𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘𝒏 𝒂𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒈𝒊𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒔 𝒘𝒉𝒐𝒓𝒆 - pairing: giant august walker x female jack reader

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𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒌𝒆𝒓𝒃𝒆𝒍𝒍 𝒘𝒂𝒔𝒏’𝒕 𝒑𝒓𝒆𝒑𝒂𝒓𝒆𝒅 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒏𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒂𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒅 - pairing: captain hook negan, captain hook jack sparrow x tinkerbell reader

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𝒕𝒐𝒐 𝒉𝒐𝒕, 𝒕𝒐𝒐 𝒄𝒐𝒍𝒅, 𝒋𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒓𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 - pairing: alpha bear ari levinson, alpha bear henry cavill, alpha bear lee bodecker x goldilocks reader

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𝒔𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒑𝒓𝒆𝒄𝒊𝒐𝒖𝒔 𝒍𝒊𝒕𝒕𝒍𝒆 𝒔𝒘𝒂𝒏 - pairing: prince steve rogers x princess/swan hybrid reader

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𝒐𝒉, 𝒉𝒐𝒘 𝒅𝒖𝒎𝒃 𝒔𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒔… 𝒅𝒐𝒏’𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘, 𝒏𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒕𝒓𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒓𝒆𝒆 𝒎𝒆𝒓𝒎𝒂𝒊𝒅𝒔 - pairing: mermaid jennifer check, mermaid rosalie hale, mermaid jane smith x clueless reader

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𝒋𝒆𝒂𝒍𝒐𝒖𝒔𝒚 𝒘𝒂𝒔𝒏’𝒕 𝒂𝒏 𝒆𝒎𝒐𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒍𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒌𝒏𝒆𝒘 - pairing: mufasa ari levinson x scar sergei kravinoff (kraven the hunter) x lioness reader

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[loganbcrnes]

you are the bane of my existence and the object of my desires

pairing: Captain Syverson x fem!reader

Summary: Feral Alpha Sy moves to a cabin owned by one of his old army buddy Logan. over time a relationship with his Omega neighbor blossoms. One morning hes thrown into a rut and you help him through it.

Tags: 18+, ABO, feral Alpha Syverson, Omega fem!reader, smut, dom/sub, knotting, orgasm, angry feral Sy, hard sex, pussy eating, oral, language, slightly connected to the MCU, mention of The Red Room, though a different interpretation of it, mention of Logan Howlett (Wolverine)

words: 3.9k

Authors note: hiii, finally written an abo sy oneshot. there isnt enough abo fics in the Henry Cavill universe, but there should be imo. this is pure filth just so yall r warned. A bit of backstory on my version of Captain Syverson. Hes originally born in Norway, but moved to Texas, USA  when he was 2 years old when his father got a good job offer. hence why his name is Bjørn Syverson, though throughout this fic he just goes by Sy. It is mentioned that he has brothers which are August Walker, Walter Marshall, Sherlock Holmes and Clark Kent, all were separated from birth, but after the death of Sy's parents, he united with them. hopefully in future fics, i can delve more into their backstory. :)

Readers ethnicity and body type isn't mentioned as i want everyone to feel included, just that she is European.

For a few passing seconds, you’re frozen with fear. It was drilled into you at a young age that a feral alpha in rut were dangerous. That you should never let yourself be alone with one, in case the unthinkable happened. But this isn’t just some feral alpha, this is Sy, who takes care of you with a gentleness you never thought you would get, a gentleness you never thought anyone could posses, let alone a feral alpha.

Feral alphas weren’t rare, but they weren’t exactly common either. Feralness mostly only occurs in male Alphas that have experienced traumatic events in their life, mostly veterans. And unfortunately governments are unable to equip the right tools to help these men. Since WW2 they have become more and more common, but scientists are never able to find the right cure and treatments to help them.

They say the only thing that would reduce the symptoms are compatible omegas, preferably mated. betas can too, but not to the extent omegas can. Eventually they end up going rogue if they are apart of a pack, if not, well they distance themselves from society, they seek out to the wilderness where they can be in their true form.

Now with Sy, being a veteran and POW, made him more prone to go feral. When he was saved from an old unit he was apart of, he began his recovery in a hospital for vets and feral alphas.

Things weren’t easy in the beginning, losing a leg and not having his own independence put him on edge all the time, but once he got released, he didn’t hesitate to move to the mountains in Canada. An old army buddy and alpha mate to his brothers, Logan, owned a couple of cabins and lent one to him. His brothers were against it, continually reminding him that their pack could take care of him and his needs. They didn’t mind Sy being with their mates, but it wasn’t them he didn’t trust, it was himself.

Sy would hate himself for evermore if he hurt them, he didn’t want to risk it. When Sy moved to the small cabin, he noticed he had a neighbor not so far away. He avoided you as much as possible in the beginning, but over time he started chatting with you, walking past each other on morning runs with their dogs, and in the end they became friends.

He learned that you moved out here because you wanted to start over. You had a difficult childhood from losing your mother to cancer and moving to a foreign country not knowing anyone nor the language. And when you thought your life was getting a better hold of itself, everything came crumbling down when you were kidnapped and taken into human trafficking.

It took 4 years before you were free from The Red Room. A place where they would experiment on Omegas. You spent a year in a mental hospital for omegas to recover. You were alone with no friends and family. You were in a state of depression and hopelessness. You wanted to get away from everything, so you discovered an ad of cabins for sale in Canada and set foot.

That was now 2 years ago, and don’t regret your decision for a second. You both took solace in each other, having similar experiences made the connection between you even stronger. It was nice having someone that wouldn’t tiptoe around you or took pity in you.

It was hard getting close to Sy in the beginning. Some days he was more closed off than others, but you understood it, and remained patient. Over time friendly feelings turned into romantic and you knew that Sy would never hurt you and had to remind him that occasionally.

His brothers came for a visit one time to give him a talking, convincing him to let himself feel love for once.

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“Sy?” You whisper, trying to shift in his arms once more. The scent of leather and wet forest reeked throughout the room, has slick already wetting your underwear, far more than you’re used to, and you know straight away hes gone into rut. You’ve never shared your heat with anyone before. The idea of being so vulnerable around another person always filled you with dread especially after what happened, but even with the looming rut of the Alpha that holds you in his strong arms, all you can feel is a sense of belonging.

“Alpha, wake up.”

Despite your soft tone, Sy wakes with a harsh gasp and digs his fingers into your soft flesh on instinct like he’s trying to drag you impossibly closer to him. A surprised moan falls from his lips as he grinds up against your ass. “Oh, god -”

“Shh, it’s okay, Alpha.” You coo, reaching back to carefully run your fingers through his shaved head. “It’s okay, I’m here.” “Fuck, ya’ smell so good…” Sy groans at your scent of sweet ripe peaches and you give a discontented cry at the idea of not getting to help your Alpha through his rut. “If I continue, I won’t be able to stop ‘mega.” He growls. “I don’t want you to stop,” You whine, carefully pressing back against him. There’s nothing more to Bjørn Syverson than his careful, shielded control over his instincts, and as much as you love that about him, you want nothing more than for him to let go and pound you mercifully into your bed. “Let me take care of you, Alpha. Please?” “I could claim you.” He grits out, his words and actions stark contrasts of each other as he keeps rolling his hips in sharp movements. “I-I can’t take that choice from you, sweet ‘mega.” “This is my choice, you’re my choice.” You’ve never heard yourself sound so sincere and desperate at the same time, but you can feel the tightening need curling low in your belly. His scent is singing through your veins, lighting up your inner Omega in a way you’ve never felt. “I’ve never wanted anyone before you, but this… this is right." You’re on your back before you can even blink, Sy’s strong hands pinning you beneath him. The expectation was for him to rush into a devastating kiss but he sat back slightly and simply… looked at you. He studies your face intently, looking at your beautiful reddened cheeks splattered with freckles and the odd spots from your unbalance hormones, an issue that has been bugging you for the past few weeks. He watches as your hips grind up in search of relief. When he finally leans down, you try to meet him halfway but he dodges your kiss to bury his face in your neck. A groan vibrates through his chest and into yours as he inhales deeply, and you happily curl your fingers in his hair to hold him there. “Oh, honey…” Sy kisses your pulse and nuzzles against you, his beard the perfect rough contrast to the soft press of his lips. “You goin’ into heat, ‘mega? Just needed you’re Alpha, didn’t ya?” “Yes, please!” You beg, your nails clawing his head, dragging him down to slot your lips with his in a sloppy kiss. Every touch, every hint of his scent, every breathy groan that came from his lips makes that warmth spread through your entire body. Sy kisses you eagerly, caging you underneath him. He feels impossibly bigger above you and your inner Omega blooms with comfort and love. So you let yourself revel in it, no longer fighting off the instincts that beckon for you. Sy almost yelps in surprise when your thighs hook around his waist to drag him down closer but he follows your lead happily and goes to grind his clothed cock against you - just like you were expecting. Mischief soars through your chest as you twist and grapple until he’s underneath you, your mind egging you to make him prove his strength. A flash of concern darts through those pretty blue eyes of his, as if he’s worried you’ve suddenly changed your mind, but the sight of your playful grin just makes him smile in return. He lets you grab at him for a moment, barely bothering to bat your hands away as you try - and fail - to pin his arms at his sides. Amusement rolls through him. Oh, his sweet, fierce Omega. If you want him to show you his true worth as your Alpha, he’s going to deliver. Sy grabs you by your waist and drags you beneath him once more, a low growl ripping through his lips as you erupt into excited laughter. Both of your wrists are secured in one of his hands where he pins them to the mattress above your head and you feel so… helpless. The man above you is the picture of Alpha - chest heaving with every breath, eyes wild with need yet perfectly in control, gray briefs tented with his impressive thick length. He exudes power and you can’t get enough. “Gonna be good for me, Omega?” Sy rumbles. “Yes! So good, I promise.” You’re on the verge of begging, but before the honeyed words can drip from your lips, Sy quickly and carefully strips your pajamas from your body before ripping his off as well. There’s no stopping the garbled groan you give at the sight he makes above you. With your newly freed hands, you let your fingers trail down his hairy chest and stomach, watching enraptured as goosebumps follow your touch. “Good girl,” He guides your hand to his thick engorged cock and rolls his hips to thrust into your fist, not bothering to hide the way he practically purrs. You can see the bright intensity that burns through his entire being in each clench of his jaw and ripple of his muscles. He’s holding back, though, tempering his movements like he’s afraid he’ll scare you. Feral alphas don’t have a good reputation, they have little control over themselves. They take what they want, leaving nothing behind. But you trust Sy, and you don’t trust easily, especially with alphas, but Sy is different. You watch him as he slowly climbs down your body, his lips never leaving your skin as he trails his hot kisses on you all the way down. He parts your legs further so he could get more comfortable between them, then when he presses a kiss at your nether lips, his fingers parting your folds so he could find your slick entrance and give a long, hungry lick right at where your desire is centered until you cry out. “Taste so fucking sweet ‘mega”. Sy growls as he licks your clit.

“So fucking hot, Darlin’.” Sy growls. “Been wanting to taste this sweet pussy since the day I met ya’. Kept holding myself back for so long, but not anymore ‘mega.” He said looking up at you.

You moan at the intensity of his words. “Yes!, please alpha don’t stop” you desperately beg him. Sy doesn’t waste any more time and goes down on you once again. His whole body is stretched out, his feet planted on the floor to hold himself in his position. You have never seen anything more beautiful.

You hear him moan and you open your eyes to look down at him, to see that his eyes are closed, totally blissed out as he sucks on your cunt, licking your entrance as if it’s the last meal he eats. You feel the hard tips of Sy’s fingers right at your opening, you moan when you feel two fingers parting your hot pussy, your walls instantly begin spasming around them, sucking them inside your depth.

He continues to tease you with his fingers for a few more seconds and then the warm rasp of his tongue sends a series of shivers trembling through your body. He licks across your sensitive bud leisurely, biding his time with his eyes on you to take in every single reaction you are giving him through every lick, every swirl of his tongue. He flicks his tongue from around your clit, down to your slit, moving back and forth as he continues to plunge his fingers into you. You begin to shake as you are nearing the edge. He must have felt it, because he continues to lick at your cunt, slick pouring out as he slurps it all up, growls deeply against your pussy. “Come for me, little ‘mega” You let out a whimper at his command but feel helpless to resist him. You can’t hold it in anymore as you come to your release. “Alpha!”. You moan out as you arch your back, Sy continues to milk through your orgasm and makes sure to gather every drop of cum.

It took a few minutes to come down from your intense orgasm. Sy moves up pressing soft kisses to your cheeks and down to your neck. “You did so good for me, Honey.” He praises as you. “Mmmm” you hum, keening to the praises.

After a few more moments, you’re a whimpering mess again, grinding your clit against Sy’s muscular thigh. Sy growls as he pulls back, “Alpha,” You whisper, cupping his jaw gently to get him to meet your eyes and drawing him close for one last soft kiss before you guide him to scent your neck. The pheromones that pour off of you has his breath stuttering. “Don’t hold back.” A desperate growl fills the air as Sy manhandles you onto your hands and knees, He doesn’t even have to say the words before you’re already presenting yourself for him, your back arching with your face buried in the sheets, and two big hands settle on your thighs to spread you out even more for him with your ass and pussy on full display. Your smell consumes him; all that he can think about is the taste of your arousal on his lips and how badly he needs to be inside you now. “Oh, pretty girl…” Sy groans, trailing his fingers along your slick cunt and smirking at the way you chase his touch with a needy whine. Two thick fingers tease your entrance in slow circles before sinking into you to the knuckle and Sy chuckled darkly as you writhed beneath him. “Gonna feel perfect ‘round my cock, aren’tcha?” “Pl-ease,” You stutter out and Sy seems to take pity in the desperation your voice holds for him. He hushes the disappointed sound you give at the loss of his fingers, his hands massaging at your hips soothingly. The scent of your heat and his rut permeate the air and curl around each other until they’re one, a combination of you both hanging in the air with a sense of finality. Of destiny. Sy knew he was right where he belonged, where he was always supposed to be. He just had to reach out and take it. Twin groans fall from you both when he finally presses his cock against you, only pausing a moment before pushing into you in one long, slow thrust. Fuck, you knew he was big, could tell by the way he fit in your hand alone that it would be a stretch to fit him inside of you, but you didn’t expect… this. To feel so full, like you could feel him in your stomach. Instinct has you arching further into him, enticing him to move, to fuck you quick and hard. A warm hand settles at the nape of your neck and squeezes, holding you firmly to the bed, and your body and mind both melt into a submissive haze. If the authority that he holds in that one simple movement wasn’t enough to have you following his every command, his words that follow definitely would’ve. “Stay still, little Omega.” He growls out, his chest plastered to your back as he settles his large frame over you. The sharp nip of his teeth against your shoulder makes you shudder. “I’ll give you what you need, don’t you worry. Gonna knot this pretty pussy, make you mine.” Sy fucks you just like that - towering over you with his hand clamped on your neck, kissing and licking and biting his fill of your soft skin. You were expecting him to fuck you rough and fast right from the jump, but his first thrusts are slow and precise, and it takes a moment for your heat crazed mind to realize he’s savoring this. He’s taking the time to memorize how your cunt feels around him while he still can, before his rut fully takes him from his careful and calculating self to a pussy-drunk and needy Alpha that wants nothing more than his sweet Omega underneath him. Slapping sounds fill the room as he quickens the pace, your slick coating his cock and making it easy for him to slide in and out of your velvety walls. You can feel his heavy balls slapping against your pussy, you let out pornographic moans and he continues to force your face into the bed by your neck. You’ve always wanted this, craved it ever since you were a hormonal teen, just wanting to be taken apart by a strong alpha. his fingers find your clit. A groan falls from his lips at the way your cunt flutters around him at his stimulation and you feel the first signs of his control crumbling in the way he thrusts into you sharply. “Alpha,” You whine, your voice low and pleading so very softly for him. “Please, I need you, need your knot -” The world falls out from under you as Sy pulls out suddenly, the exact opposite of what you were searching for, but you can’t voice your disdain before you’re on your back, blinking surprised up at a wild feral looking Sy. He doesn’t waste time slamming back inside you, fucking you hard without warning. “Perfect fuckin’ Omega,” Sy spits out like he’s enraged, but you keen beneath him nonetheless, pressing your legs to your chest as pleasure sparks across your skin. “Lettin’ me fill you up, takin’ me just like your s’posed to.” He growls, making you succumb deeper to a submissive state, making it known to Sy he can do whatever he wants, your body is his. Sy bends down sucking on one of your nipples, you moan as even more pleasure fills your body from the sensitivity of your nipples. You look down, watching as his fat cock thrusts in and out of you, his pubic hair getting wet from your slick. His balls tightening with each thrust. Thoughts of him rubbing his balls over your face fills your mind, but was quickly interrupted as Sy slightly changes the position. He holds your body closer, your tits pressed against his sweaty hairy chest. His tip is repeatedly hitting against the sensitive spot deep inside of you, you know he’s not ready to let up just yet, but you’re too on edge to hold on. “Sy, I-I’m gonna–” “I can smell it,” he groans, mouth your neck just above where your bond mark would be as he sucks harshly on it.  A string of cuss words falls from your lips as your eyes clamp shut, relishing in your release as your pussy spasms around his cock. His movements don’t slow either – his pace is still erratic, plummeting into you at an ungodly rate. His hand grips your jaw suddenly, not enough to hurt but enough to get your attention through the haziness overtaking your mind. “Gimme those eyes, thaaaat’s it… you love this, don’tcha? All cock drunk and pretty for me, huh?” The praise washes over you like a salve to your aches and you open your mouth when his thumb drifts over your bottom lip, watching the way his eyes darken as you lick the tip of his thumb. Sy eagerly lets you draw it between your lips, even sliding it in and out like he would if he were fucking your mouth, and he lets out a low, “ah, fuck,” You can feel the flare of his growing knot catching with his every thrust. “Cum for me again, Omega,” His voice carries the undeniable thread of Alpha dominance, a command that cannot be denied even if you wanted to. Your body shakes beneath him as his fingers threaten to send you directly into over-stimulation, unable to keep your eyes open under the fire of pleasure blazing through your body. Sy’s face falls to your neck where your head is thrown back into the pillows and he greedily takes in your pleasure-drenched scent. “That’s my good girl, so fuckin’ good for me. Fuck.” “Sy,” You whimper his name so sweetly as you tangle your fingers in his hair and it sends him over the edge into a devastating orgasm. His growl is more animal than man as his knot locks him inside of you. He buries his head and finds the crook of your neck, breaking the flesh as his sharp teeth sink into your skin, claiming you as his. Screams blow past your lips, your chest tightens in pain, loving and hating the sensation all at once. Relief takes over once his tongue meets the small incisions made on your skin, his saliva filling the holes and alleviating the wounds as he licks up the blood. “That’s it ‘mega. Doing so good for me. So perfect for your Alpha.” Your heart flutters at his claim, have never felt as close to anyone as you do right now. You start to get overwhelmed with emotion as tears begin to fill, the connection between you and Sy binding stronger than ever and you couldn’t be happier. It felt like you were floating in thin air. Your body is unable to focus on any pain right now. Sy sucks the bond mark, easing the pain. “C’mon, ‘mega, bite me. Gotta mark me, too, Darlin’, c’mon,” He urges and for a moment you think your muddled mind is making you hallucinate. It isn’t exactly unheard of, an Alpha accepting their Omega’s mark, but it isn’t common, either. An alpha accepting a bite mark showcases an alpha submission and devotion to their omega. Your heart flutters in your chest as you lean up to kiss his neck before giving him a matching mark, right above his collarbone. Sy lets his mind run on that primal instinct of cleaning and caring for his mate, carefully licking the mark he left seared into your skin. It takes a moment’s shuffling, but Sy shifts until he’s got you settled on his chest to wait out his knot. It’s endearing, the way his hands rub up and down your bare back soothingly. His balloon size knot spurting out warm cum inside of you, you moan at the sensation and Sy growls lightly. Soft kisses slowly turned into licks, you were a little confused “what are you doing?” “Cleaning you up,” he answers calmly, his even more heightened senses finding nothing strange with this method of aftercare. You’re too immersed in your thoughts to question him any further; if this is what his alpha side was telling him to do then so be it. It goes on like that for a few days. In between the desperate bouts of fucking and sucking, Sy insists you let him feed you. Little bites of fruits and the protein rich heat snacks you kept around for this very scenario, held up to your lips by your insistent Alpha. The one time you tried to sneak from your bed while he slept ended with you fucked and knotted over the kitchen island. And even though it was a slightly uncomfortable position to be stuck in… It’s everything you want, everything you’ve ever wanted without even realizing it.

[burstinn]

REQUEST!

as a male!Reader, I feel very represented in your works,

could you write a male!Reader that’s really tall? Like, humongous? In hight, and body? (In the military as well)

I always see male!Readers that are so small and tiny and baby.

like, no. You get me? Just saying. Thanks!

Male! Reader with the height and body of a goddamn Monster.

(Headcanons)

Note: some mentions on top reader but I like to keep it ambiguous. So you can read it as a switch! Reader. This is a quick drabble of some Hcs

People shown: Ghost, Soap, Gaz, Price, Keegan, Graves, Nikto, König, Horangi, Logan Walker,Roach, Makarov, Krueger

-Reader is 6'5.

-Basically built like the Russian terminator guy

GHOST

- Got shocked when he first saw you, wanted to seem more intimidating than you.

-So he puffed out his chest and glared at you.. Bro wants to challenge you nahh 😭😭🙏🙏

-You would fold him tho ngl (in the ring and in bed fr fr)

-when he got comfortable with you kinda jealous his title of the big, tall intimidating man got taken away.

-When you sparred with Ghost it was a tough fight but you managed to get Ghost in a chokehold wrapping one of your tough bulging sexy ass arms around Ghost's neck.

-Never knew he wanted to be man handled so bad it was Hot he had to excuse himself and run off because he got hard.

-Starts imaging if your cock is just as big.. Spoiler alert.. It is..

SOAP

-Looks at you then Ghost mind blown that there was someone more humongous than Ghost

-Teased Ghost for awhile

-Drools over your pecs..

-He totally dreams of being crushed by you..

Or being crushed between Ghost and you.. Or both..

-Asks if he could feel your guns (Your arms..)

(IT COULD ALSO BE YOUR HUGE THROBBING CO-)

-Keeps glancing at your cock. Even though it's clothed.. I mean look at you.. Your manhood is basically too tight for your pants he can literally see your outline.

-Soap asked if he could measure your Length.. So he could see how far it could go inside of him YK?! YOU UNDERSTAND.

GAZ

-More interested than having dirty thoughts.

-Keeps asking how you got that big

-Wants to be just as strong as you

-Cutie patootie (T_T)

-Basically hangs around you to see how you work

-Even follows you so he could watch you train and spar

-Asks about your diet and if how your body looks is genetic

-inspired by you. Like a child (😭😭WHALUAAHHAH GAZZ)

PRICE

-Beneficial for him I mean he gets to have another soldier that's just as intimidating as Ghost.. Maybe even more.

-Is like a proud father

-Talks to everyone about you and how bla bla bla

-Trains with you

-He'd show you tricks and tips on how he trains and you show him tips and tricks on how you train

-Probably has a picture of you at his desk.. Beside the other pictures of his other not biological family. Aka. The whole 141..basically has a pic of everyone they all family up in 'ere

KEEGAN

-Heh.. Yknow.. Pictures..

-In the showers in lockers makes sure he's there near so he can see you in all your glory

-Probably had wet dreams about you

-Also makes sure he's there when your training. It's not like he's obvious everyone there is fuckin watching you

-What's that? You wearing a compression shirt? 🤨🤨 nuh uh in the sex chamber you go 👉

-Touching, touching, touching EVERYTHING

NIKTO

-Quiet

-What the fuck

-Silent panicking

-Jealous very jealous

-Compares himself to you, would train harder just so he can look like you (bb nooo 😭😭)

-Would watch also how you train your body so he could copy it

-You caught him once training in the middle of the night.. And he's using your technique on how you use the punching bags.. He's just getting some stuff wrong..

-When he notices you he got.. Slightly embarrassed and angry.. Panicked inside when you came closer asking him if he was using your technique in training

-You trained him properly on how you do it.

-so like now.. You train him in the middle of the night..

GRAVES

-same as price shows you off but more in an annoying way

-Hes boasting

-Would face you off against his strongest shadows no diff you still win.. Yuuuhhh

-Subtle touching like hand on shoulder, arm, head whatever.

KÖNIG

-Relieved that he has someone that looks like him.. Albeit slightly shorter.. Still!

-Got nervous meeting you first.. Forced himself to act tough to impress you I mean he is a colonel

-Makes sure to be in missions with you. Wants to see you in your most serious and intimidating

-Got intimidated himself once he saw how you act on field

-Tries to be on your good side the whole time

-One day he was watching you and just started thinking about YOU KNOWWW!!

-Blasphemous! He got red and cried to Horangi about it

HORANGI

-You know about this guy

-He's silly

-He'd read fanfics thinking it's him and you

-he'd make fanfics too, about you and him maybe adds König

-Shows it to König all proud and shit as if König isn't looking at him with absolute horror in his face when he reads what Horangi wants to do with you or you with him.

-He's delusional

-Slapped your ass and blamed it on someone else that's near him. It was König.

-Is it as veiny as your arms? A man can only dream.

-gives you a soda can and tells you to crush it in your arms.. Better yet in between your legs.

-Would then tell you like "good now do my head"

-PlEASE let him be between your thighs

LOGAN WALKER

-Rolled his eyes when he saw you

-Avoids you like the plague

-Why doesn't he like you? No idea. He a big pussy bitch is what. He sad you get more dick n pussy than him.

-Complained about you to Hesh

-He may not like you. He can't lie tho. You are good at your job so like he can't do anything about that

MAKAROV

-Sex Chamber. Now.

ROACH

-Quiet around you..

-Looks up at you like a damn bug. It's cute. He likes it when he looks up at you

-He'd jump on you and crawls around like a cockroach

-haha funi jok

-Would use your shoulder as a seat.

-If you do pushups he'd be on top of your back

ALEX KELLER

-Oh..

-Audible gulp sound (haha he's drinking your seme-)

KRUEGER

-Curses in German

-Dreaming about HAHAHAHAAHAH

-If he's fingering his gun to clean it he just.. Thinks..

-If he sees YOU finger your gun to clean it.. That's it he's done.

-He's dragging you somewhere

[mlmxreader]

The Curse of Crystal Lake | Keegan P. Russ x m!reader

『••✎••』

↳ ❝ Fueled by the flood, we pay in blood

Throats get slit in this neck of the wood

Captivated by the violence

- Male reader with Keegan Russ ❞

: ̗̀➛ it's only meant to be a holiday, but you and Keegan are thrown into something far more powerful and violent than you could have imagined.

: ̗̀➛ death, blood, injury, swearing, alcohol consumption, sex references (nothing explicit), descriptions of dead bodies & mutilation

•───────────────★•♛•★──────────────•

Admittedly, the cabin was beautiful; surrounded by lush green trees and bushes with plenty of berries. Deer and foxes ran rampant, which the dog didn't mind, but he was more than happy upon seeing the plenty of squirrels running around.

The lake was an olive green colour, and smelled every so slightly like fresh berries, probably from where the bushes dropped them throughout the season. It was gorgeous. Ajax was the first to go inside, followed closely by Logan. The former had the keys to the cabin, and hummed as he threw his bag down on the sofa.

Hesh stayed outside, letting Logan take their bags in so that he could keep playing with Riley; he threw a stick into the lake, and watched as the military dog had the one thing you all so desperately needed - a holiday.

But pulling you aside, Keegan cleared his throat as he looked you up and down; you were still a little shaken from the pit stop at the gas station.

An old man had approached you all, and looked you right in the eyes as he said: "You're all doomed."

"Don't worry about it," Keegan told you quietly, shaking his head. "He was probably just trying to ward away tourists."

You shook your head, swallowing thickly. "And what about the sign we saw? You heard Ajax, this place is Camp Blood."

He scoffed as he tugged at his shirt a little to stop it from clinging to his body. "We're miles from there… besides, the mum of that guy is dead. Her head was chopped off. Nothing's gonna happen… why else would Ajax's cousin let us have this place for the weekend?"

You scratched the back of your neck. "Did the Walkers at least check it out?"

"Yeah," Keegan shrugged. "Hesh, Logan and Elias, they all checked it out. Everything's fine… biggest problem will be keeping Riley away from the squirrels."

You wanted to believe him, you wanted to be reassured, but there was something at the bottom of your stomach saying not to; there was something at the bottom of your stomach telling you to grab everyone and run the fuck away from Camp Crystal Lake as fast as possible. The last time you had that feeling was before you were transferred to the Ghosts; an old comrade of yours, Simon, was injured by an avalanche in the mountains.

Moments before, you had gotten that feeling.

You weren't usually one to distrust your own instincts. You weren't often one to distrust your gut, but for whatever reason, you decided to trust Keegan. Maybe it was just nerves. Maybe it was just a slight anxiety at being so far away from the house that you and Keegan shared.

Granted, your home was standing right in front of you, and in his icy blue eyes, you knew that you could at least try to trust him and to put aside your gut feelings.

"Riley!" Hesh shouted, chasing after his dog. "Riley, come here!"

But it was too late, and Riley had bolted away after a squirrel. Sighing heavily, Hesh shook his head and chewed the inside of his lip as he looked between you and Keegan.

"He'll come back."

Of course he would. Riley was a loyal dog, and even though he was given some time off, he was still a working dog; he would end up either losing the squirrel's trail or killing it, and he would soon enough come back to the cabin.

Riley wasn't an idiot, and he wasn't a bad dog. Just a dog who finally got to have a holiday, a break from deployment and working. Just like the rest of you. A well deserved holiday, a couple of days to relax, recharge; Elias had told you all to make the most of it, and of course you all wanted to.

Hesh looked worried, though, and frowned as he rubbed the back of his neck.

"He will come back, right?"

You put your hand on his shoulder as you hummed softly. "Riley's a good boy, of course he'll come back! He's just doing what dogs do."

Hesh nodded, and Keegan cleared his throat. "Riley's gonna come back, he's just gotta get it out of his system. That's all."

"C'mon," you told him. "We'll go inside, unpack our shit and have a few beers - Keegan, you alright to grab our bag?"

Keegan nodded. "Yeah, I'll grab it."

He saw you and Hesh in, but as he headed back to the car, he hummed softly. An odd sensation came over him as he looked around, his gaze landing on the woodland to the right.

He assumed it was just a deer, the feeling of eyes on him couldn't have been anything else; it was too early for foxes to be around, and there were no coyotes in the area. The bears would have been further towards the mountains, as the lake held no fish or other food sources except the berry bushes, but they were scattered all around the area.

Keegan did his best to shrug it off, even if a cold shiver did run down his delicate spine, making him clench his jaw. There was a rustle amongst the trees.

"Riley?" He called, but when nothing answered, he assumed it was just some animal, and shrugged as he grabbed your shared bag from the car boot.

Yeah, it was probably just a deer. It couldn't have been anything else. There was nothing else. But still, Keegan didn't waste much time in grabbing the bag and heading inside the cabin; he was thankful that you and him were sharing a room, after all, it only seemed natural that the one couple should.

Ajax was sleeping in the master bedroom, with Hesh on the sofa and Logan on the floor. Already, the three had gotten their things sorted and settled for the weekend, while Keegan found you in the bedroom, sitting on the bed and typing away on your phone.

"There's no signal here," you huffed, shaking your head. "Only WiFi thanks to Ajax's cousin."

"We're in the middle of nowhere," Keegan pointed out as he tossed the bag down by the wardrobe. "What did you expect?"

"Fair point," you nodded. "At least we have internet - we can still watch TV."

He hummed, just shy of a chuckle as he unzipped the bag and opened it. "I'd be careful outside - there's a lot of deer around, you might get attacked if you go near a doe with a fawn."

You put the phone down, leaving it open on your conversation with Alex and Farah in the group chat, and gently leaned over to kiss his cheek. "You're sure we'll be safe here?"

"You're ex-SAS," he pointed out. "We're highly trained special ops. What do you think?"

You tried to squash your anxiety, helping Keegan to sort everything out; completely unarmed, you had to admit, you felt a little bit… naked, almost. Exposed. Vulnerable.

But when you settled in the living room with the others and started to crack open some beers, you slowly felt the nerves die away; maybe it was just a little bit of anxiety at being away from the house after all.

The night went well at least, with you sitting on Keegan's lap as he laughed with the others and kept his grip on you tight.

"You never told me," Hesh started, his words a little bit slurred, "who asked who out?"

"I had to ask him out," you replied with a grin, "old strong and silent here didn't have the gall."

Keegan rolled his eyes at the comment, doing his best not to smile. "Sure."

Ajax got up, hiccuping as he held his chest for a moment and giggled. "I gotta take a whizz - I'll be right back."

He left you all there, stumbling out into the dark to find the outhouse; he giggled to himself when he stumbled over a log, shaking his head as he grinned and sang softly to himself.

An old military canteen song.

The tune was sweet, and Ajax felt warm as he stumbled through the dark woods, trying to find the outhouse. When he collided into something large and looming, he only laughed.

"Get off your damn stilts, Logan!"

The body lurched forward, grabbing him by the arm.

"Logan, you're hurting me," Ajax said weakly. "Let go, man! What the fuck is wrong with you?!"

Intoxicated, Ajax struggled to fight back as he was pushed against a tree; he squirmed and clawed at the arm holding him, telling Logan to stop.

But when he looked into those lifeless and soulless eyes, he knew it wasn't Logan, and swallowed thickly.

He opened his mouth to speak, but before he could so much as breathe, a thick and heavy blade collided with his mouth and cut through his skull. The killer didn't move as he watched Ajax's body slump down; his head separated from the upper jaw, it slid over the blade, and fell to the ground with a thump.

Back at the cabin, you looked at the clock, and frowned. "Ajax has been gone for a long time…"

"Probably just taking a shit," Hesh giggled. "He'll be back soon."

"He's either taking a shit, or he's pissing like a racehorse," Logan agreed with a laugh. "He did just break his seal."

"Y'know," Keegan murmured in your ear, "if Ajax is off to the outhouse, we could have some fun…"

You licked your lips, and turned your head slightly to look at him, raising your brows. "What kinda fun?"

"Your favourite," he whispered.

You stood up, taking his hand in yours as you smiled. "We'll be back soon."

Keegan nodded curtly. "Goodnight, kids."

Hesh and Logan groaned in disgust, shaking their heads in disapproval; if there was anything that they didn't want to think about, it was the fact that you and Keegan were in the bedroom doing something that they would never mention.

It was bad enough when it happened at base, but at least they could easily escape; Hesh often took Riley for a long walk, while Logan usually decided to go and do some training at the on-site gun range.

Ajax wasn't back in the morning, but you assumed, when you left the bedroom wearing Keegan's shirt, that he probably just went for a walk to cure his hangover. You tried not to think too much of it, although when Hesh said that he was going to look for Riley again, you shook your head.

"You can't do that," you protested. "Not alone, anyway."

Hesh tilted his head to the side as he furrowed his brows. "What do you mean? We're perfectly safe here."

"I dunno," you sighed. "Something just feels… funny. I don't like it."

He shrugged as he gently patted your back and smiled. "You're probably just a little hungover… go back to bed. I'll be back by the time you and Keegan sleep it off."

You thought he was probably right, so you sighed as you headed back to the bedroom; you tried to sleep when you snuggled up to Keegan's side again, listening to his quiet snoring like your favourite lullaby, but you couldn't settle.

Hesh headed out into the woods all alone without any protection, whistling and calling for Riley time and time again; he huffed as he sat down on a mossy rock, wondering where that damn dog could have gone.

A twig snapped, and immediately, he looked over. His heart was racing as he swallowed thickly, grabbing a large rock and holding it tightly, ready to throw it as he watched something, someone, draw closer.

"Dude," Logan scoffed. "Were you planning to kill me?"

"What?" Hesh scoffed, tossing the rock aside. "Of course not!"

Logan furrowed his brows as he shook his head. "You found him, yet?"

Hesh sighed, shaking his head. "No… heard him barking, saw the trail of dead squirrels, but… nothing."

"It's not like him," Logan admitted, sitting down on the same rock.

"You think I don't know that?" Hesh growled. "He's my dog, not yours."

"He's only your dog because Dad said so," Logan huffed. "Otherwise he'd be a family pet."

"Go that way," Hesh spat, pointing north. "I'll take the south."

"Fine," Logan begrudgingly agreed, getting up and starting to walk through the woods.

Hesh followed suit, going his own way; he wasn't really sure where he was going, but when he stepped in something wet and squishy, he groaned, assuming it was a pile of Riley's shit… but then he looked at his boots.

Red and pink.

He swallowed thickly, and took a step back before looking just to his right; a scream left his throat as he looked at Ajax's body. The top half of his head was missing. But Hesh's scream did little, as he looked around upon hearing something that sounded like whispers coming from the trees.

"Ki ki ki. Ma ma ma."

Quickly hiding behind a tree, Hesh searched the ground for something, anything that he could have used to defend himself; deciding on a slightly pointed stick, he picked it up, and took a deep breath before launching from behind the tree. He was quick, impaling the masked man to a nearby tree as he painted heavily.

His eyes landed on the bloodstained overalls, the soaked and stained hockey mask, the lifeless and soulless eyes. He swallowed thickly.

"Logan!" Hesh called loudly. "Logan, c'mere!"

Hesh kept the masked man pinned while Logan rushed over, panting heavily.

"Dude! What the fuck?"

Hesh scowled. "This fucker killed Ajax."

"Oh?" Logan scowled as he picked up a large rock and nodded to himself. "Then maybe we should show him what Ghosts are best at."

Hesh nodded in agreement, twisting the stick and ensuring that the masked man was pinned properly against the trunk. "My thoughts exactly."

The masked man huffed, and lifted his blade before crashing it against the stick, easily hacking it in half; Logan threw the rock at his head, causing him to turn as Hesh decided to go for the throat.

He jumped on the masked man, digging his fingernails into his skin as much as he could. But the fucker didn't even flinch as he grabbed Logan by the throat, and pulled him close.

With an easy jerk, a snapping sound echoed throughout the woods.

"Logan!" Hesh screamed, starting to punch and bite at the masked man until he was thrown off. "Logan!"

The masked man dug his nails into the back of Hesh's neck, ripping the skin clean; muscle throbbed as blood slowly trickled out, but the masked man didn't stop, forcing Hesh to the ground and putting a boot on his chest.

With little more than a soft grunt of effort, he forced the blade into Hesh's skull. Blood splattered everywhere, and with a snarl, the masked man picked up the brothers' bodies, and impaled them on nearby branches.

A warning. His business was almost finished as he watched the blood and entrails slowly drip down from the leaves. A soft nod of approval.

"Ki ki ki. Ma ma ma."

Riley came to the front door of the cabin whimpering and whining, scratching at the door until you opened it; you smiled, bending down and hugging the dog tightly as you laughed softly.

"Oh, you silly boy! Hesh is gonna be so happy to see you!"

Riley barked sharply, backing away from you and barking again.

"What is it?" Keegan asked as he came to stand beside you, his arm over your shoulders.

Riley barked again.

"Riley?" You tilted your head to the side. "Riley, it's us, boy."

But the dog only barked again, taking a few steps back and looking towards the woods.

"I think he wants us to follow him," Keegan said slowly, shaking his head.

"Maybe he found Hesh?" You asked with a shrug. "I dunno, maybe Hesh decided to take a nap or something so Riley wants us to make sure he's okay?"

"Maybe," Keegan agreed quietly. "But I haven't seen Logan or Ajax, either."

"Maybe they're all together," you said slowly, swallowing thickly. "Maybe they decided to get drunk in the woods?"

"Yeah," he breathed out, unsteady. "Maybe… we best follow him."

You agreed, jogging after the dog when he started to run off; Keegan wasn't far behind you, constantly checking over his shoulder. You weren't sure where you were going, but when you found a dilapidated and neglected shed, you paused, hesitant to go in as Riley barked and barked.

"Riley?" You furrowed your brows as you looked at the dog. "You good?"

Riley barked, hackles going up as he stared at the door.

Keegan glared at you for a split second. "We're not going in there."

"I dunno," you sighed. "It's like… like he's captivated by the violence of some run down shed… maybe the others are in there."

You pushed the door open, carefully stepping inside; the stench of death was one you were used to, but when you saw the shrine with the decapitated head, you couldn't help but to gag as you turned away for a moment.

"Fuck me…"

Keegan looked over, closing the door behind him as he grimaced. "What the fuck?"

"Look at this shit," you coughed, spluttering as you examined the shrine. "This is… this is Missus Voorhees…"

Keegan's face fell as he swallowed thickly. "Didn't she have a kid?"

"Yeah," you nodded slowly. "Jason…"

"Jason Voorhees," he grumbled. "Fuck."

"Keegan, throats get slit in this neck of the woods," you said softly. "You don't think…"

He swallowed thickly as he nodded. "Fuelled by the flood, we pay in blood… Crystal Lake is cursed… and we're at the receiving end…"

When you heard footsteps, you didn't think it through, shoving Keegan into the nearest hiding spot as you grabbed the axe on the floor and readied yourself, clenching your jaw tightly as you tensed up; Jason barged in, tilting his head to the side like he was asking what you were doing in his home.

"I'm sorry about your mother," you told him through gritted teeth. "I'm sorry about what happened to you as a kid - but why? Why my friends?"

Jason huffed, brandishing his machete.

"You killed my friends," you growled. "Why?! Why, motherfucker?!"

Keegan scrambled for something he could use, landing on an old iron poker as he slowly crept up behind Jason; quickly, he set it against the masked man's throat, tilting it up to expose the jugular.

"Do it now!" Keegan howled. "Chop his head off!"

You took the swing, and watched as Jason's head rolled to the floor with a slash of thick red blood; Keegan let the body thump down on the floor as he let out a shaky breath.

"We have to chop up the body," you told him. "It's the only way to stop him coming back."

"We have to find Logan and Hesh," Keegan told you, shaking his head. "Go into the town, get the sheriff - take the car. I'll find the boys."

You nodded, but paused to grab him by the collar of his shirt, pulling him in for a kiss. "I love you."

"I love you, too," Keegan said quietly, murmuring the words. "Now go, Sir. Please."

While you and Riley ran back to the car, jumping in and desperate to try and get it to start, you failed to realise that there had been a hole slashed into it that had caused the petrol to leak out.

You cursed and slammed your hands on the steering wheel, sobbing before you ran back into the cabin. You tried to go on your phone, only to find that the WiFi was down and it had not charged. It was dying.

"Oh, fuck!"

You waited, barricading yourself and Riley in the bedroom; uneasy as you tried to remember your training and hoped that Keegan would be alright.

"I'm back!" Keegan howled from the window outside. "Why didn't you go?!"

"The car's dead!" You barked back, pulling him through before slamming and locking the window. "And the electric's out - all communications are dead!"

"Alright, alright," Keegan said quietly, nodding to himself. "So we'll wait it out until someone comes looking for us."

"He's dead," you whispered, clinging to your boyfriend. "Isn't he?"

"I hope so," he admitted. "I couldn't find Logan or Hesh…"

A stray tear left his eye as he sniffled. "It's just us…"

"We're really paying for the curse of Crystal Lake," you whimpered. "Aren't we?"

"We'll be fine," Keegan said shakily. "We'll be fine."

[montcumbry-gaytor]

Twenties • Prologue

David "Hesh" Walker x Male Reader

Summary : It had been two months since the disappearance of Sergeant Logan Walker, Field commander Hesh, Commander Thomas Merrick, and Sergeant Keegan Russ are trying anything and everything to get him back, with you, Sergeant Y/N "Bishop" L/N.

A/N : I finished COD ghosts in like two days and im just enamored with the ending, with a fair warning that im not real smart so there may be mistakes regarding military aspects of this fic 🫶 be warned.

CW : Spoilers for COD : Ghosts, Semi-Mutual pining.

Word Count : 1.1k

Unpleasantly awoken for who knows how many times now, you finally chose to pop out of bed rather than rolling over and hoping for another hour of sleep before you were needed on duty.

Pulling the grey t-shirt you once slept in over your head, you tossed it into a laundry basket, replacing said shirt with a similar one of the same breathable material, now long sleeved to cover the many scars you formed.

You slipped on your Camo pants, and tied your black combat boots on tight, raising up to pull your dog tags from out under your shirt, letting them dangle freely from your neck.

You took a minute to slip into the bathroom, Slicking your hair back and brushing your teeth, you had time for all these things, as per usual with your mornings, because no one was required to be up until an hour later.

You trekked the halls of the large base, its silence comforting and common to you, your footsteps quiet as they were trained to be, not only to not wake other soldiers, but to never alarm an enemy of your presence.

Walks like these comforted you, little to no people ever crossed paths when you went, leaving you to your thoughts, clear your head after yet another restless night, preparing yourself for yet another long day.

Upon crossing in front of the main command room, your eyes landed on an almost unmoving Field commander, part of the infamous Ghosts and the son of the passed Captain Elias T. Walker.

You slowly stepped into the room, finding no one but him occupying its walls, his shoulders rising and falling slowly, his arms crossed in front of him and his face tucked into them.

"Hesh?.."

You lightly pressed a hand on his shoulder, watching him shoot awake, seemingly a light sleeper alike you.

"As much as you need sleep, i recommend your quarters. Long night?"

You asked, pulling your arm back to your side, watching him rub the inner corners of his eyes, his lips upturned at your comment.

"Quite, Sergeant. What's the time?"

"Quarter past four, Sir."

You said, eyes quipping to the clock and back to him, watching as he pushed himself out of the office chair.

"Up early again?"

"You know me."

You answered, a small, tired grin flashing at Hesh, the friendly banter normal, as you had begun this since you had joined Elias' forces, catching Hesh asleep almost anywhere, and if he wasnt, he was exhausted.

"Walk with me?"

He asked, Green eyes eyeing you as he slung his coat over his arm.

"Always, Sir."

"-You really dont need to call me 'Sir', Bishop."

"I know, im still going to though."

You stated, walking with Hesh, slowly making your way outside the base, the sky barely beginning to brighten, the moon and stars danced faintly in the sky, the winds bite tickling the back of your neck.

"Any leads on Logan?"

You could hear the deep sigh Hesh let out, you understood the hurt his voice carried.

"Merrick said that theres a possible bunker Rorke had been staying in before he went M.I.A with Logan."

"Doesnt sound like much, Anything counts though."

You said, leaning on the railing that overlooked the city the base was set in, troops, officers and more trekked on below, everyone beginning to wake.

"Anything and Everything counts."

He said, You could only answer in a nod, Your eyes glazing over his relaxed demeanor, though his brows furrowed and his jaw tightened, you could tell it was determination that fueled him.

"I'll go with, I always do."

"You know i cant argue with that."

Hesh chuckled, turning around and leaning his back on the railing, Unbeknownst to you, he watched as the sun rose in your face, the way the wind tussled your hair and the way your lips curved as you listened to him speak.

"You have anything lined up for me today?"

You asked, your eyes flickering over to him, and back to the sunrise, fiddling with your dog tags.

"Just some boarder watch from eight to four, you can take riley with you so you dont get bored."

He responded, silence was carried between you, watching as the sun had risen, you could hear the faintest noises of Hesh's breathing.

"Well, We should be getting back in, especially me, Walk with me?"

"Always."

He hummed, joining you as you walked back to the area where both you and hesh's quarters were located, small talk passed the time it took, finally landing the both of you at your room.

"I've gotta get ready, and I'll take good care of riley, You should shower though."

You joked, tussling his messy hair with your hand, chuckling as Hesh playfully smacked your hand away.

"See you later sir."

You watched him walk away, his footsteps disappearing as he rounded the hall, leaving you to get your things, pulling your vest on over your shirt.

Slinging your rifle around your shoulders after turning its safety on and checking it was properly loaded, you made your way to find riley in Hesh's room.

Peeking through the door, Riley immediately took notice of your presence, padding up to you with a wagging tail.

"Hey boy, You're with me today."

You hummed, crouching down to his level to pet behind his ears, standing once more, Hesh's familiar smell of gunpowder and rain meeting your nose, a comforting and friendly smell.

"Hm.. You're lucky you get to sleep in here."

You hummed, Clicking your tongue to get Riley's attention.

"Come on boy."

Exiting Hesh's room (Unfortunately), you pulled the door shut, humming a tune as you made your way down the stairs, Riley following in suit, Now on the concrete ground of the city, you passed many soldiers, a group of privates, which saw you and gave you a quick salut before continuing to their needed positions.

the large concrete wall stood between the city and the outside, steel stairs leading to the towers you made your way up, Sg. Russ turned his head to yours his eyes softening as he recognized your familiar face.

"Sergeant."

He said in recognition nodding his head upwards, you did the same back.

"Im taking over for you, you should get some sleep Sergeant."

"Very much needed sleep, Thank you, Bishop."

Keegan said, rising from his position, his rifle slung around his shoulder, patting your upper arm as he trekked off, exhausted after a long night.

And thus began your watch, sitting in the foldout chair, you eyed the wasteland -esc roads, seeming as if no life was found for miles.

WOOO!!! tell me if yall want more of this shit because i had so much fun writing it!! Hesh needed a lot of love and I'm gonna give it to him!!!

[faust-the-enjoyer]

About this blog:

-Hello everyone! I'm Faust, I'll mainly be writing reader inserts, gender neutral reader, male reader, female reader, trans reader, or queer reader!. This is an 18+ blog, even if it's sfw, I feel uncomfortable writing about older men to a young audience, if you send an ask and your age isn't in your bio or pinned post etc I'm deleting the ask sorry. (anon is on only for sfw asks and requests, if you want a nsfw request just use the public asks or put in your ask for me to post it without your acc's name or dm me). Feel free to request headcanons etc.

Notes:

Always be respectful, i don't tolerate rudeness.

Please use tone indicators with me if you feel you'll be misunderstood.

I'm a full-time student, so i either leave all requests to write them in the weekends or in weekdays i have time in.

I do not support the American military, if you were/are part of the American army and are proud of it, block me. If you're also pro-Trump or pro-Biden please block me as well.

Pro-Palestine, anti-zionism.

If you are unwilling to or do not want to see politics, then this blog is not for you.

Here's my masterlist

Note on my age gap and dbf! fics

Note on cod

Note on asks and private messages

Note on anon asks

Important political rant about the cod fandom (please read before interacting with me)

-characters i write for:

White faced/mask Varre (elden ring)

Keegan P russ (cod)

Simon "Ghost" Riley (cod)

Leon S. Kennedy (re4r)

* characters i've written for and may right for again if you request:

Hank Anderson (dbh)

*poly relationships i write for:

Keegan P. Russ x Logan Walker x reader (polyfidel triad)

* sfw familial stuff

-What i write for:

Fluff

Angst

Nsfw: including kinks/fetishes

Hurt/comfort (beloved😍)

Platonic

Romantic

Found family (also beloved😍)

Kinks/fetish (depends on the kink/fetish)

Relationship fights (platonic/romantic).

-What i DON'T write:

Major death

Miscarriage

Incest/stepcest

Blood (i'm ok with it only if it's not too much, period blood is also fine)

Scat

Modern era (if plot takes place in the past)

Historical era (if plot takes place in modern times)

Minors x characters/ pedophilia

Abortions

Period sex

Foot fetish

Age regression (no hate i just don't know how to write it)

Yandere

Big age gaps (no age under 21 if the fic is romantic or sexual, no younger than 18 in other (platonic) fics) (this is excluding sfw familial fics, in which the reader can be teen!/kid!reader)

Cheating

Hard choking

Hard degradation

Face slapping (sexual context)

Misogyny kink

Spitting kink

Barracks bunny

Throat-fucking

Anything that has to do with tiktok

Sex scenes with piercings

Knife play

-Dni: racists, islamophobes, anti-arab people, fascists, queerphobes, transphobes, zionists, antisemitic people, pro-life, minors, exclus, ai users, ableist, fatphobes, anti-kink/fetish, pro-trump, pro-biden, etc.

-If you want me to write about something but don't know if i'm ok with writing for it just ask or private message me!

-Feel free to request headcanons and one shots etc!

-Everything will be tagged.

-(multi color dividers by saradika-graphics, light yellow divider by vase-of-lilies)!

Have a great day/night! ⚘

[coyote-cowboy-2628]

Welcome to my blog ig?

You can call me Cyrus, Coyote, or cowboy, it doesn’t matter to me. Please keep in mind that I am an ADULT but I do not search for anything weird on this app, any weird or sexual behavior towards me will get you blocked immediately.

Characters I will write for (or try to at least!)

Logan Walker

Keegan Russ

Simon Ghost Riley

David Hesh Walker

Captain John Price

John Soap Mactavish

Kyle Gaz Garrick

Alex Keller

Phillip Graves

König

Joel Miller

Thomas Merrick

Gabriel Rorke

Ajax

Tommy Miller

Dallas Winston

Ponyboy Curtis

Johnny Cade

Steve Randy

Sodapop Curtis

Darrel Curtis

I will probably refrain from writing for anything that is not Call of Duty, The outsiders, or TLOU based!

I will NOT write female reader, Afab, or any female aligned stories.

I WILL write Trans!Masc, Male Reader, amab, and masculine readers. Gender-fluid included.

I don’t really care if any females want to interact, just don’t make a big deal about reading my (mostly gonna be smut) stories. It will be weird if I have a woman commenting on my male aligned posts.

Other than that..uh—Hi! My name is Cyrus, people call me Coyote. (Rather not reveal my actual age but I’m over 18!)

I’m a guy that goes by he/him pronouns

Please do not interact on my smut posts if you are under 18. In my non smut stories they are all 16+. You may follow me though, I don’t have a problem with that as long as you don’t do anything weird🫶

18+ plus people, LGBTQ community, trans people, are all welcomed with open arms, welcome to the cowboy family:) feel free to make requests and suggestions for any stories for posts in the future. I will try my best to stay active and respond to all the ones I do get.

Also, if you’re a regular anon—you may submit your legacy here by referring to yourself as emoji’s or phrases. Example: -❤️ anon- at the end of your ask/request!!

And remember, if you want me to try and write a fic based on a character I don’t already have in my list above, please share! I will try my damn best!!

That’s about it. Any suggestions on stories I will take!

[artemisferris09]

Call of Duty Franchise Master list

Advanced Warfare:

Jack Mitchell

Gideon

Joker

Black Ops 1/2/3/4/Cold War:

Alex Mason

David "Section" Mason

Dating David "Section" Mason will Include

Jason Hudson

Frank Woods

Modern Warfare (2009-2013): Original Timeline

Gary "Roach" Sanderson

Simon "Ghost" Riley

Simon "Ghost" Riley x Male Reader Headcanon

John "Soap" MacTavish

John Price

Sandman

Truck

Grinch

Derek "Frost" Westbrook

Modern Warfare (2019-2022): Reboot Timeline

Alejandro Vargas

Philip Graves

Rodolfo Parra

Ghosts:

Logan Walker

David "Hesh" Walker

Keegan P. Russ

Kick

[saturncodedstarlette]

Y/N : I’ve been running all my life. All I have ever wanted was to catch my breath, just for a moment, but I can’t even do that anymore.

Logan, kisses their forehead : When this is all over, we’ll take a breather together.