#simon riley 💘

[sairee]

Simon "I'll choose you. I'll always choose you. I'll choose you before myself. I'll do anything for you" Riley

&

John "You are not hard to love. Loving you is the easiest thing I've ever done. It's as easy as breathing. I'll fight anyone who convinced you otherwise" MacTavish

[mactavishsgfandwife]

Simon "Ghost" Riley’s Breeding Kink 💘

just smut, breeding kink, praise, mdni

Simon had never brought up wanting kids, and you’d sort of assumed that he didn’t want them - with a background like his, and the hardened man that he is (when he’s not feeling poorly, and trying to be close to you 24/7) it would be totally understandable if he didn’t want to bring a whole new human into the world. Maybe the trauma just ruled that out. Even he had never really, consciously wanted children.

That was until you were pinned below him, with your pretty legs hoisted up to your chest and your hands wrapped around his body, digging into his back, dwarfed by the size of him. Simon likes to fuck you deep - he can go fast or slow, he doesn’t mind, but he needs to make sure that cute little cunt is taking all of him. He’d never wanted children, but the sight of you on his dick, little gasps slipping from those lips… you’d look so pretty carrying his babies.

"I want t’get you pregnant," he grunts, a tattooed arm moving up to the side of your head to support him as he fucks into you. You’ve been with him before, but you never get used to the sheer power of him, your lips forming a little O as you struggle to form your words.

"Wh- but I- Si-" you whine. You only wish he’d slow down to let you speak, but your flushed mumbling just encourages him, his fat tip making a bulge in your stomach.

"Can’t talk, love? Is my pretty girl struggling..?" A little, nasty glint in his eyes tells you just how much he’s enjoying seeing you struggle like this.

"Will you le’me give you a baby, darlin’?" he groans, gently brushing your hair out of your face. Faint words try to escape your lips but it’s futile, and your boyfriend grins as he watches you splutter and nod for him.

His strokes only become faster and deeper, causing your toes to curl when he touches parts so deep inside of you that you didn’t think possible. He let out little grunts of appreciation as your walls gripped him tight.

"Fuck…" he groaned, his brow furrowing, "y’feel so good… fuck…"

This man makes sure to take his time (and savour the view) and when he finally shoots his cum inside of you, he stays in there for a little while - just to make sure nothing can escape and undo all his hard work. If it did, it wouldn’t matter, he’d just fuck it right back into you.

"Such a good girl… takin’ my kids so well…" he whispers gruffly into your ear, his large hands stroking your back gently as you catch your breath.

"You’ll look so pretty with my babies, darlin’," he kisses your forehead softly.

i’m very new to writing smut so i hope this was ok 😋 love you lots

[dontyouworrydaddy]

Can I request Simon's gf / wife asking him to do it with his military gear on. Like she one day she just blurts out with a dirty smile: "Do you think Ghost ever gets jealous that Simon gets to have all the fun? Maybe we should let him join in." I love Simon, but Ghost is something else entirely.

sɪᴍᴏɴ ɪs ɴᴏᴛ ʜᴇʀᴇ﹐ ʟᴏᴠᴇ

Simon "Ghost" Riley x fem! reader

HELLO????? This absolutely didn’t help my delusions and now I won’t stop thinking about it😫😫 THANK YOU ANON FOR REQUESTING THIS! I LOVE U💘💘💘💘💘

Trigger Warning: rough sex (MINORS DNI!) , mean Simon Ghost, edging, oral (m! receiving)

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It was a lazy Saturday afternoon. It was just you and Simon in your shared apartment. You were sitting on his lap, only wearing one of his shirts that were way too big on you. Him, on the other hand, was wearing a tight black shirt and joggers. His one hand was around your waist while the other one was writing on his computer since he still had some paperwork he had to send price.

You were getting a bit bored so came up with an idea… You blocked Simon‘s vision by centering yourself on top of him. Confused, Simon looked up to you.

"Simon… I‘ve got a question" you tell him, gaining his whole attention. The other hand that was working on his paperwork left the keyboard and also resting on your waist. His hands were so big that everything looked small in the palm of his hands.

"Go on, love" he rests back on the chair, only looking at you. It was crazy how you had him wrapped around your finger.

“Do you think that…. Ghost gets jealous that you always get to have all the fun? Should we let him join?" your flash him a dirty smile and your innocent eyes were making it hard for him to stay calm. But nevertheless he still failed. When you’re looking at him like that, how is he supposed to not be nervous?

"I don’t know… Maybe we should ask him. Do you want to leave a message for him?" he asked you as he slowly got up and placed you on top of his desk. You pull up your shirt slightly and you could see that Simon was trying very hard to not take you now. As you bite your lip, you reply "Yes. Tell him to not be kind…" At your reply, simon raised a brow, clearly not expecting this response from you.

He left the room for solid 10 minutes and when he came back, it wasn’t Simon standing in the room. No, it was Ghost. And you felt yourself getting too excited.

He was in his military gear and the skull mask was sitting on his face so perfectly. You felt yourself getting wet at the sight in front of you and the imaginations that didn’t stop running through your mind.

He made his way to you and without a warning separated your legs, exposing the head between your legs. He let both of his hands rest on top of each leg and was slowly bending down to the same level as you are. And you would be lying if you didn’t find it hot. Even your heart was racing.

"You asked for me?" he asked you. You quickly nod and lets out a deep chuckle. His hands remove the shirt you have on and now your left with nothing. You already planned on getting fucked by him today and this was your tease. His surprise…

"No bra and no panties. Someone came prepared huh? Such a dirty little slut.." his voice was so deep and the need for him to have no mercy on you was growing with each second you spend in this room.

His left hand took a good amount of hair, leaving you no control over your own body. And he slowly pushed you down on your knees. "Simon…" you desperately whispered and he shushed you with his free hand. "Simon is not here, love. Ghost is"

His pinky was playing around with your lips and as soon as his fingers left your lips, your hands made their way to gain access to his covered dick.

As soon as hick already harden dick spring free, you looked up at him. You couldn’t tell how he was feeling because his face was covered. "I‘m gonna ruin that pretty face of yours" he told you and you did nothing but not at him. "good girl"

As you slowly took a bit of huge cock in your mouth, you were wondering how the hell everything was gonna fit in your small mouth. You felt every single vein and inch of him. As you were slowly getting used to half of him, he started moving your head deeper and each time he would speed up. He was indeed ruining your pretty face. Your glassy eyes were looking at him and he looked straight, leaving moans slip out of his mouth. He was technically fucking your face. It was getting so fast that you had to hold on his belt. "Taking all of me.. good fucking girl."

"I‘m gonna cum" he spoke down to you but he didn’t let go of you. And you don’t want him to. "I‘m gonna cum in your mouth, yeah?" you hum in response and gained a deep groan from Simon Ghost.

As he let came in your mouth, he let go of your hair and patted your head. "Good girl. Good fucking girl" he said as he held your chin, helping you up.

"Ghost." you whisper but he doesn’t pay attention to you calling for him. He turns you around and slowly bends you over his office desk.

He wrapped his hands around your head and with his other hands he held both of your hands behind your back. Without any warning he slid into you, causing you to let out a moan.

He slowly started moving deep inside you and the pain soon disappeared. "Fuck. You’re so tight." he groans as he started moving faster. He was fucking you with full speed, not giving you time to get used to his length. "C‘mon, c‘mon. Tell me, who makes you feel so good? Who fucks this tight pussy better than I do" he pulls your head up with your hair and lets go of your hands. Both of his hands hold your boobs and he gives them a squeeze while he kisses your neck through his mask. "Answer me." he demands while he speeds up his motion. The only sound you can hear is the noise of your bodies colliding. As he thrusts deep inside you, you let out a loud moan and your hands hold the side of the desk for support.

"So needy.. couldn’t wait for my cock any longer. Next time you’re gonna beg for it." he promises and instead of answering, you leave your mouth open and close your eyes.

"Ghost" you moan his name, feeling yourself get so close. His groans in your ear makes it harder for you to focus and the need to release gets harder for you to keep inside of you.

"What is it? C‘mon use that pretty mouth of yours and tell me what you want." the thrusts feel so good, you don’t want him to stop. You need to him to destroy you. As he squeezes your tits, you let out a shaky breath. "Please. I‘m so close" you tell him. His one hand leaves your tit and spanks your ass. "You’re not gonna cum until I allow you to." he replies as he continues to thrust deep into you and spank your ass. And you could feel his finger print form. The cold metal from his uniform was touching your naked back, causing goosebumps all over your body.

"Ghost!" you scream his name and before you could even release, he slipped out of you. You let out a groan and let yourself rest on his desk.

"You wanna cum? You need to earn it." he tells you and slaps your ass. "How?" you desperately ask him and you could feel a devilish smirk form from under his mask. He turns you around and picks you up. You wrap your legs around his covered waist and he cages you between him and the wall.

"I‘m gonna ruin you." he promises and you hold onto the back of his uniform tightly as he pushes his length inside of you. His thrusts deep and fast, causing your whole body to move against him.

"Look down and look how good I fuck you" he demands and you do as he tells you. His cock disappearing in your wet pussy but you couldn’t look for too long. You closed your eyes again because you were confronted with the feeling to finally just cum all over his cock.

"Open your eyes" he tells you and you do. "Look how good you take me. This pussy was made for me."

"You can cum now" and you do, creating a mess on his cock. Your legs shaky, you let your head rest on his shoulder. "Took me so well. But you’re still too tight around me" you laugh and hug him tightly. He slides out of you, confronting you with the feeling of loneliness, and holds you tightly to him. "Next time, I won’t be this gentle with you"

The rest of the night went on and soon ghost disappeared into the closet and lets Simon come out. Simon was more gentle. He kissed you and hugged you the whole night.

You loved Simon. But if you needed wild sex, you have to ask Ghost. Because you know he won’t be gentle with you. And sometimes you don’t want him to be gentle. But of course afterwards you need your Simon back.

[pink-apollo]

Hey, im wondering if could u do a headcanon about simon "👻" riley, where his/their (idk man🥹) partner is touchy? Like their love language is physical touch. How would it work out -if it would eventually work out! Could the partner be afab (cause boobs🤤), or wait idek, actually its up to u, write with whatever youre comfortable with. Hope it was understandable, even tho its a fucking big mess but whatever. Lova ya💘

Simon with s/o that loves physical touch

Foap…

♥️Honestly though, I headcanon Simon to really love touching and cuddling! Any physical form of contact for Simon grounds him, and helps to center his thoughts when he’s over stimulated with work and can’t seem to calm down regardless of trying many things. He doesn’t want to bother nor concern yourself with the things he’s dealing with, but for some reason your touch just seems to do wonders for him

♥️Prefers though to keep it on the down low in public but will gladly let you do whatever to him in private because he knows that’s where you’re the most safe. But also because he’s not used to having be shown affection in public

♥️If you do have breasts and push them up against him, Simone will get somewhat a little antsy. He knows that you didn’t intend to do so and that you just wanted to hold his face close to your chest. Tries so hard no to stare and closes his eyes instead

♥️Appreciates that you take initiative considering he can be a little awkward with asking to cuddle or even coming up to you and wrapping his arms around you. He knows he isn’t a bother and that you would gladly let him do anything, but wants you to come to him to be sure this is what you want

♥️Once you’re snuggled together on the couch or bed, he’s got an iron grip on you and refuses to let you go. Loves when you put all your weight on him, you’re like his own little weighted blanket!! Which are actually proven to help with anxiety and for better sleep!

♥️Adores that you must always hold his hand when you’re out of the house. Smiles so hard when you lock pinkies together. It’s cliche but it’s something that gets to him. Something so innocent and something for once good in his life. Can’t help but to think of you when he sees people lock their pinkies or pinky promise

♥️Never pushes you away when you go to grab his face and pull him down for a kiss. Even a gentle tug on his dog tags is enough to indicate a kiss which he’s always happy to oblige

♥️Actually looks forward to your touches when he’s coming home. Being so far apart for weeks and months on end drives him up the wall. Not feeling your warm embrace when he goes to bed upsets him more than he actually lets on. Just wants to pick you up and hold you close for as long as he can

[nevadancitizen]

self-aware cod au masterlist

key:

💘 -- gender neutral

⛅️ -- fluff

🥀 -- angst

⚠️ -- depictions of obsessive/toxic behaviors

könig

“(i’ve been) dreaming of you” (ft. player! reader) 💘 ⛅️ ⚠️

könig comes into your reality.

“seeing double” (ft. player! reader + horangi) 💘 ⛅️ ⚠️

könig thought he was the only one that could hear and see you for a while. that is, until horangi mentions someone singing.

horangi

“seeing double” (ft. player! reader + könig) 💘 ⛅️ ⚠️

könig thought he was the only one that could hear and see you for a while. that is, until horangi mentions someone singing.

simon "ghost" riley

to live another day (i know i never will) (ft. self-aware helldiver! reader) 💘⛅️⚠️

you've always known that you're a throwaway -- another friendly kill. but when you're brought to ghost's world, you discover that there's so much more to life than defending democracy.

(link back to my entire masterlist :3)

[angel-of-the-moons]

Simon "Ghost" Riley x Soul Survivor Masterlist

Simon "Ghost" Riley Masterlist

❤️‍🔥 -- Means NSFW

💘 -- Means eventual NSFW

🍰 -- Means Fluff

🥀 -- Means Angst

🥀 The Ghost and The Relic

Locations:

Ghost and Soul Survivor's Base [Screenshots]

[milesmillergf]

hi cutie pies *boop*

thank for all your sweet messages 🥹💓💐 i’m feeling a lot better!! i realized that i just need to overhaul my tags (make them a little more specific…and probably make myself a tag page / masterlist…) aaand for a minute there i was feeling a little 🫣😬 about things i wanted to post on my own blog 😭 ya girl has added some more hotties to her roladex of fictional characters 😗 so! if you’d like to blacklist the following:

könig, könig rec, simon riley, simon riley rec, kyle harrick, kyle garrick rec, john price, john price rec, johnny mactavish, johnny mactavish rec

then pleeease feel free to do so 💘

other than that i’m not going anywhere!! i love y’all and i hope something really nice happens to you today!!

🩷 t

[placeinthemiddleofnowhere]

Christmas Drabble Advent 2022

A collection of my Christmas drabbles that will hopefully count up all the way till christmas! As with all of my fics I’m putting an 18+ warning on this list as a blanket rule, you must be an adult to enjoy these christmas gifts 🎄

Complete

Smut = 💘 | Angst = 🖤 | Fluff = ✨| Horror = 💀

✨ Day 1 - Carmy Berzatto (The Bear) - Thoughtful

✨ Day 2 - Angel Reyes (Mayans MC) - Angel on top of the tree

✨ Day 3 - Din Djarin (The Mandalorian) - I remembered

💘💀 Day 4 - Corinthian (The Sandman) - Unwrap you like a present

💘✨ Day 5 - Jax Teller (Sons of Anarchy) - Our Christmas

✨ Day 6 - Steven Grant (Moon Knight) - All Mine

✨ Day 7 - Karen Page (Punisher) - Christmas Crusade

🖤 Day 8 - Javier Peña (Narcos) - Extra tip

✨ Day 9 - Santiago García (Triple Frontier) - Hallmark Movie

✨💘 Day 10 - Raymond Smith (The Gentlemen) - Nice Elf

✨ Day 11 - Simon Ghost Riley (MW2) - Snowflake

✨ Day 12 - Bishop Losa (Mayans MC) - Mistletoe

✨ Day 13 - Benny Miller (Triple Frontier) - No good day for Die Hard

✨ Day 14 - Frank Castle (The Punisher) - Ho Ho Ho

✨ Day 15 - Cassian Andor (Rogue One) - Tis the season

✨ Day 16 -Bucky Barnes (Marvel) - The Grinch

✨ Day 17 - Frankie Catfish Morales (Triple Frontier) - Order In

✨ Day 18 - Nero Padilla (Sons of Anarchy) - Christmas Jumper

💘 Day 19 - Frank Castle (The Punisher) - Man in red

💘 Day 20 - Jax Teller (Sons of Anarchy) - Wrapped up Pretty

✨ Day 21 - Din Djarin (The Mandalorian) - Snow-Mando

💘 Day 22 - Corinthian (The Sandman) - Naughty or Nice?

✨ Day 23 - Santiago García (Triple Frontier) - Not Alone

✨💘 Day 24 - Carmy Berzatto (The Bear) - Restless

✨ Day 25 - Raymond Smith (The Gentleman) - Christmas Bake

[clairdelunelove]

hello, dear! how are you doing? i hope you're fine! ‹𝟹

and i'll already apologising for the curses but, holy fucking hell?! the way you describe the fucking touches between simon & reader in “things simon ‘ghost’ riley finds attractive about you” is driving me insane. i'm about to combust & leave everything in flames!

also, also! i admire reader's self-control (for lack of a better word right now because my thoughts are all over the place) so much because if it was me i would pepper simon's face in kisses and never let him go or faint right in the spot 😵‍💫💭

anyways, thank you so much for writing for ghost! i can't put it into words how much i love the way you portray him, he's so!!!! *chief kiss* i yearn for this man so much every time i read your pieces of work. you're truly blessed with your writing 💓💘

sorry if i don't make sense, english is not my first language, but i just had the urge to let you know i admire you a lot! i wish you only the best 🫂

I— omg?? this is the purest and sweetest thing I’ve ever read before 🥺💗 such kind words. thank you so much, dear! I’m so glad that you like the way I portray ghost!! my brainrot for him is insane lol,, and tbh yes, I would also love to just give him the love he deserves heh! I have more ghost works if you have time to read them and I hope to write more about him for you to enjoy!

have a great day, luv! <3

[lavieverde]

📌 lavie's tagging system:

palestine resources. my projects for oharababe. lavie rambles.

💘 my lovers:

miguel o'hara. simon ghost riley. bi han.

[mactavishsgfandwife]

simon riley like this between your legs 💘

[dontyouworrydaddy]

Can you please do 141 where the reader and them are talking about there Highschool years and like “I would have dated you in high school “ type thing THEN they see a pic of reader in high school (prom,first day,or any thing for that time) SHES FINE FINE like imagine 90s type vibe, then they remember what they looked like in that same year and they say back “ IM glad u didn’t meet me then cause u would have no interest “ AND SHES STILL FINE FINE where they think it’s a recent photo!

idk know what I’m doing I just got an idea and your my favorite writer so I wanted to let you know!!!!

YOU ARE LOVED!!!!!❤️❤️❤️❤️

thᥱ most bᥱᥲᥙtιfᥙᥣ ᥕomᥲᥒ ιᥒ thᥱ ᥕorᥣd

Task Force 141 + fem! reader

I ABSOLUTELY love this idea!!!! Like as soon as they see your pictures they‘re like "damn. I‘m glad we didn’t meet back then because she would definitely reject me and on top of that probably make fun of me." I‘m sorry but especially with Soap😭 This dude probably had the craziest hair back then (he still has but we love him for it).

Also I‘m so thankful for your kind words🥺🥺 They really mean so much to me and you just lighten up my entire day<33 I wish I could hug you right now☹️ Remember that you’re also always loved by someone and MEEE🫶🏻🫶🏻💘💘

Thank you really so so much 🌸💕💕

‿︵‿︵ʚ˚̣̣̣͙ɞ・❉・ ʚ˚̣̣̣͙ɞ‿︵‿︵

Simon Riley

It was a quiet evening at the your apartment . Simon found himself reminiscing about your high school years. As the conversation flowed, nostalgia filled the air.

"You know, Y/N, if we had met in high school, I would have totally dated you." Simon said with a playful smirk, leaning back against the wall.

You chuckled, a blush creeping onto your cheeks. "Oh, really? And why is that?"

Simon's gaze turned thoughtful as he recalled those distant memories. "Well, you are always confident and stunning. I would have been a nervous wreck around you."

Grinning, you teased, "Are you saying you weren't attractive back then?"

Simon chuckled, running a hand through his dark hair. "Let's just say my teenage years weren't my finest hour. I had an awkward sense of fashion, let’s not talk about my hair... Definitely not the smooth operator you see in front of you today."

Curiosity piqued, you both began reminiscing about those high school days. Simon had a mischievous idea and suggested pulling out old photo albums to see just how different you both were.

Rummaging through the dusty boxes, you stumbled upon a photo of your younger self. It was a picture from prom, in your beautiful dress. You were radiant, your smile lighting up the frame. Simon's eyes widened as he took in the sight.

"Damn, Y/N, you were fine then, and you're still fine now!" he exclaimed, feigning surprise.

You laughed, not realizing his little trick. "Well, thank you, Simon. I try my best."

Simon's expression shifted, his voice tinged with a hint of nostalgia. "You know, seeing this picture reminds me of why I'm glad we didn't meet back then. I don't think I would have stood a chance with you. You would've rejected me in a heartbeat."

Your smile softened as you leaned in closer. "Simon, you underestimate yourself. I would have seen the incredible person you were, braces and all. It's the person you are inside that truly matters."

Simon's eyes locked with yours, and a genuine smile graced his face. The air was filled with a sense of camaraderie as you both laughed at the absurdity of it all.

As the evening came to a close, Simon made a decision. He carefully tucked the photo of your younger self into his pocket, a keepsake of a moment he cherished. You remained unaware of this little secret, but somehow, deep down, you felt that this memory would always be a part of your bond.

John MacTavish

It was a lazy Sunday afternoon and John and you were lounging on the couch, flipping through old photo albums. The nostalgic memories flooded your minds as you reminisced about your high school years. The room was filled with laughter and teasing as you playfully pointed out your younger selves in various snapshots.

John looked at a picture of you, radiating confidence in a stunning prom dress. He couldn't help but stare in awe, captivated by your beauty and timeless charm. With a grin, you turned to him and said "You know, John, I would have totally dated you in high school."

John's eyes widened in surprise, his heart skipping a beat at your words. He never expected you to make such a bold statement. "Really?" he asked, a mix of curiosity and disbelief in his voice.

You nodded, a mischievous glint in your eyes. "Oh, absolutely. You are the mysterious and brooding type. I was drawn to that kind of intensity back then."

A flicker of doubt crossed John's face as he remembered his own high school years. "I'm glad you didn't meet me then" he said, his voice tinged with self-deprecation. "I had this crazy hair phase, and trust me, you would have immediately rejected me."

You chuckled, playfully swatting his arm. "Come on, John. Show me that picture. I'm sure it couldn't have been that bad."

John hesitated for a moment, then reached for another album. He turned to a page and revealed a photograph of himself, his hair styled in an over-the-top, eccentric manner that seemed to defy gravity. His expression was a mixture of embarrassment and amusement as he looked at his younger self.

You burst into uncontrollable laughter, clutching your stomach. Tears formed at the corners of your eyes as you struggled to compose yourself. John couldn't help but join in, the embarrassment fading as he found joy in sharing this memory with you.

Once the laughter subsided, you looked at him with a smile. "John, you have no idea how much I would have loved to meet that version of you. That hairstyle is absolutely cute!"

John's face softened, his heart swelling with affection for you. "You're incredible, you know that?" he said, his voice filled with genuine admiration. "Even if I looked like a total goofball, you would still find a way to make me feel special."

You reached out and took his hand, intertwining your fingers with his. "That's because I've always seen the amazing person you are, regardless of how you looked or what hairstyle you had."

John leaned in and gently kissed your forehead, his love for you evident in his eyes. "I'm the luckiest man in the world to have you by my side," he whispered and kissed you on the lips.

John Price

You and John sat side by side on the couch, flipping through an old photo album filled with memories from your high school years. The two of you had decided to take a nostalgic trip down memory lane. You couldn't help but smile as you stumbled upon a particular photograph that brought back a flood of memories.

"Oh my gosh, John, look at this!" you exclaimed, pointing to a picture of yourself at the high school prom. You were dressed in a stunning vintage dress.

John's eyes widened as he gazed at the photograph, taking in your breathtaking beauty. "Wow, you were absolutely stunning" he said, his voice filled with genuine admiration. "If I had known you back then, I would've also been head over heels for you."

A playful grin spread across your face. "Oh, really? So you're saying you would've dated me in high school?"

John chuckled, running a hand through his hair. "Well, I probably would've been too intimidated to ask you out. Plus, I had a weird sense of style back then. Trust me, you wouldn't have been interested."

Curiosity piqued, you leaned closer, showing him the photograph of yourself. "Well, let's see if that's true" you challenged him.

John's eyes widened even further as he looked at the picture. "Wait a minute, is this recent? You look exactly the same!"

You burst into laughter, your heart warming at his genuine surprise. "No, John, this is me in high school. That's why I said I would've dated you back then."

He let out a low whistle. "Well, damn. I definitely lucked out then."

You playfully nudged his shoulder. "Come on, John, you can't be that bad. Let me see your high school days."

John reluctantly handed you another photograph from the album, showing his younger self with a mischievous grin. He sported a rather peculiar outfit that seemed to be a mixture of different styles. It was elegant and had a touch of cowboy style, mixed…

You burst into laughter once again, unable to contain yourself. "Oh, John! I can't believe this was your fashion sense back then."

He smirked, looking slightly embarrassed. "Yeah, I had a bit of a weird phase. Trust me, if we had met during those years, I would've been instantly rejected."

You shook your head, still laughing. "Oh, John, you have no idea. Even with that fashion sense, I would've been all over you."

His eyes sparkled with affection as he pulled you into a tight embrace. "Well, I'm glad we met when we did, then. I wouldn't change a thing about how we found each other."

You smiled, savoring the warmth of his embrace. "Me neither, John. We're perfect for each other, weird fashion choices and all."

Kyle Garrick

Kyle and you sat side by side on the couch, surrounded by photo albums from your high school days. You decided to take a trip down memories from back then together. As you flipped through the pages, looking at the good old times, you stumbled upon a photo of yourself from prom night.

"Oh, wow!" You exclaimed, holding up the photo for Kyle to see. "Look at me back then. I can't believe how much has changed."

Kyle's eyes widened as he took in the sight of you in your beautiful prom dress, radiating a timeless beauty. He couldn't help but feel a twinge of regret as he thought back to his own high school days.

"I would have dated you in high school" you mused, oblivious to the effect the photo had on Kyle. "You're such a great guy, I would have definitely dated you."

A small smile played at the corners of Kyle's lips as he stared at you, captivated by your words. "Thank you love, but believe me, you're better off not having met me back then. I was a total nerd."

You furrowed your brows in confusion. "What are you talking about? I‘m sure you were cute."

Kyle's expression turned pensive as he reached for another photo album and opened it to a picture of himself from the same year as your prom. His hair was a mess, his glasses too big for his face, and his clothes screamed "geek."

"See?" Kyle pointed to his photo, his voice laced with self-deprecating humor. "I was a freak. If we had met in high school, I would've been immediately rejected. You would've never given me a second glance."

Your eyes widened in surprise, and then you burst into laughter, shaking your head. "Baby stop. You look adorable!!"

He blinked, unable to comprehend your words. "Wait, what?"

"I'm serious!" You continued to laugh, your heart swelling with affection for the man beside you. "You're looking at this picture like it's some embarrassing relic, but all I see is the person I fell in love with. Baby Kyle looks so so cute here"

Kyle's gaze softened as he absorbed your words. The weight of his insecurities began to lift, replaced by a newfound confidence in your unwavering love. "I‘m 17 here love… not 6…"

Placing the photo album aside, you leaned in closer to Kyle, intertwining your fingers with his. "High school was just a phase, but what we have now, this incredible relationship, is what matters. I love you, Kyle Garrick, then, now, and always."

Kyle smiled, his heart overflowing with love for you. "I love you too, more than words can express."

[funkyrights]

Mostly just making this blog as a hub for tumblr where we can link to everyone’s personal accounts and all that!

This post will be updated if/as anyone else makes their personal spaces.

Main Instagram: @/thewitchforeverlives no age restriction as it’s a general account for everyone to share

System Twitter: @/GRRBARKBARKSYS

Main blog: @thewitchforeverlives

Evan & Mark Hansens' blog: +18 only @evanistotallyokay

Shane Oman’s blog: +18 only @goodomans

Rich Goranski’s blog: +18 only @fieryblip

Ben’s blog: @chlorinebreath

Melchior Gabor’s blog: @famishedsaint

FAHC Michael's blog: @litdynamite

H. Chandler's blog: @blacklightchandler

Casey Becker's blog: @daisychainpoet

Annabeth Chase's blog: @wisegirlsuperiority

Ethan Nakamura's blog: +18 only @violenceofdevotion 

Ryan Torres’ blog: @torresofterror

Win's blog: +18 only @ironicallylosing

Nick's blog: @king0fsunnyvale

Alex Chen's blog: @fosterhomedropout

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[dontyouworrydaddy]

Hii!! Could you write 141 boys + konig reacting to seeing the reader smoke?? Would they be concerned, would they ignore it??

ꮪꮇꮻꮶꮖɴꮐ ꮶꮖꮮꮮꮪ, ᏼꮜꭲ ꮃꭼ ꮃꭼꭱꭼ ᏼꮻꭱɴ ꭲꮻ ꭰꮖꭼ

ꭺɴꭹꮃꭺꭹ

Task Force 141 (+König) + gn! reader

I‘m so happy I get to write this because I had this in my mind for such a long time😩 I just know that Price and Ghost would smoke with reader. Thank you so so much for the ask 💘💘 Hope you love it <3

Also to the smokers here, do y‘all also have to listen to that one song so you can smoke in peace or is it just me?😭

p.s: I tried a new writing style. I kinda like it..🤞🏻💕

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It was after a tough mission and you really needed a cigarette to calm down. You can’t remember the last time you had your last cigarette.

It was Ghost who first saw you smoking. To be honest he didn’t expect it. But he isn’t surprised.

"You smoke?" he asks you, pulling you out of your thoughts. You looked at him and nod. He sits next to you and starts lighting up his own cigarette. For the first time you got a peak of Simon Riley, the mysterious man.

He doesn’t judge you. He knows smoking is bad. But the reason why you smoke is worse.

Ghost became your smoking buddy. You‘d never go and smoke without him and he wouldn’t let a cigarette touch his lips if you’re not there.

The next person who noticed that you smoke was König. He was searching for you because he wanted to ask you where you left the documents and as he looked out of the window, he saw you sitting there, in the dark, completely alone. And he noticed the cigarette in your hand, too.

He didn’t know if he should go out and ask you and act like he doesn’t care or noticed that you smoke. But he was scared you‘d tell him that he’s getting unprofessional, even through he knows you wouldn’t say that.

He decides to go out and ask you about the documents. After getting an answer from you, he suddenly let’s the question slip out of his mouth. He was ready to apologize, in case he insulted you in any way.

You let out a chuckle, surprising him completely and decide to tell him your story on how you decided to smoke and why you can’t stop. He listens until the very end and apologizes anyway.

"It’s okay, Kö. Thank you" he didn’t get why you thanked him but he decided to not ask.

Soap and Gaz noticed when they were on their way to annoy you. You just finished smoking and were on your way to make yourself a coffee. They both tapped your shoulder and were ready to ask you the most stupidest question but a scent on you caught their attention.

"You smoke?" Gaz was the first to ask. They were both surprised that you smoke. They all thought you would never touch a cigarette. But clearly they were wrong. Soap doesn’t ask you anything. He is probably sad that you don’t talk to them about your problems and feel like you need to calm down yourself with a cigarette. You tell them it’s just because you want to feel anything. They don’t annoy you any further.

Gaz kinda wishes you stop smoking and try talking to them about stuff that bothers you or find anything that keeps you far away from cigarettes.

John Price is the last one to notice. He doesn’t judge or ask you any questions. He silently sits down next to you and lights up his own cigarette, smoking next to you. He knows he can’t change the fact that you smoke or take your pain away. But he hoped he can make you feel like you’re not alone.

He tries to smoke with you as often as he can. He is scared to let you alone with your thoughts.

Price is definitely trying to make you feel comfortable and appreciate without saying a word.

[dontyouworrydaddy]

Can you please write about Konig & 141 with a significant other who is very introverted? Like, someone who can go hours and hours without talking and is more than happy to simply relax and enjoy a day of peace and quiet at home. Thank you so much. I love all your stories, they're my daily dose of smiling to myself.

ʷʰᵉᶰ ʸᵒᵘ ᵏᶰᵒʷ˒ ʸᵒᵘ ᵏᶰᵒʷˑ

Task Force 141 (+König) + gn! reader

STOPPPP THIS MADE ME SMILE SO HARD🤭🤭🤭🤭😭 I‘m so glad you enjoy reading my fanfics, please keep that smile! I love you so much xoxo💘💘💘

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König

You and König were an unlikely couple. While he thrived in the midst of chaos and action, you found solace in the peace with yourself. But despite your contrasting personalities, a deep connection had formed between you.

One sunny day, König returned from a mission, exhausted. As he stepped through the door, he was greeted by the familiar quietness that enveloped your home. You, sitting on the couch, deep inside a book, you looked up and offered a soft smile. König felt a wave of relief wash over him, appreciating the sanctuary you provided.

The two of you understand and respect each other's needs. König would regale you with tales of his daring escapades, sharing the adrenaline rush and the camaraderie he felt with his team. You listened attentively, providing a listening ear and occasional nods of understanding.

On one particularly challenging day, König returned from a mission that had left him emotionally drained. His usually charismatic and confident demeanor was replaced by a somber and contemplative expression. Sensing his need for silence, you wordlessly made him a cup of tea and guided him to the cozy living room.

Together, you sat in silence, the weight of the day's events hanging in the air. No words were exchanged, yet the unspoken understanding between you acted as a soothing balm. You leaned against König, providing him with a sense of comfort and support that he had never experienced before. It was a testament to the strength of your bond.

König started to appreciate the peace you brought into his life. Your peaceful presence acted as a respite from the chaos and turmoil of his world. He discovered the joy of simply being with you, without the need for constant stimulation or conversation.

You took pleasure in introducing him to the simple joys of life…a leisurely walk through a park, stargazing on a clear night, or curling up together to watch a movie in comfortable silence. The depth of your connection transcended words, and König found solace in the tranquility you embodied.

And you guys ended that night with nothing but unspoken words. But you could feel each others love.

Simon Riley

You and Simon sat comfortably on the couch in his small, cozy apartment, basking in the silence that enveloped the room. It had been a long day of action and chaos, and both of you craved this precious time to recharge. While Simon was known for his skill and proficiency in combat, you, on the other hand, were a reserved and introverted individual who found solace in silence.

As the evening settled in, you couldn't help but feel a slight excitement bubbling within you. Earlier in the day, you had watched a captivating movie that had left you in awe, and you wanted to share the experience with Simon. However, knowing how quiet and reserved you were, you couldn't help but hesitate.

"Hey, Simon," you began, your voice soft and gentle, "I watched this incredible movie today. It had such a compelling storyline, and the performances were amazing."

Simon turned his attention to you, his piercing blue eyes fixed on your face. "Oh, really? What was it about?" he asked, his voice carrying a genuine curiosity.

"It's about a young woman who embarks on a journey of self-discovery after a major life event," you explained, your words slowly forming. "Throughout the movie, she learns to face her fears and finds her true strength. It was incredibly inspiring."

Simon leaned forward, his interest evident in his posture. "Sounds like a powerful story. What did you like most about it?"

"Well, there was this one scene where she confronts her inner hate" you said, your voice growing more animated as you recounted the scene. "The intentions were so beautifully done and the actress portrayed the character's emotions flawlessly. It was like watching a piece of art come to life."

Simon listened intently, his admiration for you growing with every word you spoke. He marveled at your ability to articulate your thoughts and feelings with such precision, despite your preference for quiet introspection.

"You have an incredible way of describing things, you know," Simon said softly, his voice filled with genuine admiration. "I've always admired your ability to find joy and beauty in the smallest moments. It's a rare quality and it's one of the many reasons why I adore you."

A faint blush crept up your cheeks as his words washed over you. Simon had a way of making you feel seen and appreciated, even in your quietest moments. It was one of the many reasons why you cherished his presence in your life.

"Thank you, Simon," you whispered, a warm smile gracing your lips. "It means a lot to me that you listen so attentively. Your support and understanding make me feel valued and cherished."

Simon reached out and gently took your hand in his, his touch bringing a comforting warmth to your soul. "You don't have to thank me, Y/N" he said, his voice filled with tenderness. "I‘m so happy to be with someone as incredible as you. Your quiet strength is what grounds me, and I'm grateful every day to have you by my side."

In that moment, as the two of you sat in silence, a profound connection existed between you and Simon. Words were unnecessary as your hearts communicated in a language only the two of you understood. In each other's presence, you found solace and comfort, knowing that being introverted didn't make you any less valuable or loved.

John MacTavish

You and John sat together on a cozy sofa, a fire crackling in the nearby fireplace. The warmth enveloped the room as the two of you basked in the tranquility of the evening. As a person who cherished moments of quietude, you found comfort in John's presence, someone who understood and appreciated your introverted nature.

John glanced at you, a soft smile gracing his lips. "You know, I've always admired how you can find so much joy in silence," he said, his voice warm and gentle. "You have this incredible ability to appreciate the little things in life, the quiet moments that often go unnoticed."

You turned your gaze toward him, your eyes reflecting a deep affection. "I guess I've always been drawn to the beauty of nothingness" you replied, your voice soft yet filled with sincerity. "There's something magical about finding peace in nothing and sharing it with someone you love."

He reached out and took your hand, intertwining his fingers with yours. The touch sent a gentle wave of warmth through your body. "I feel so so blessed to have found you," John confessed, his voice filled with adoration. "Your presence brings a sense of calmness and contentment to my life that I never knew was possible."

A gentle blush spread across your cheeks as you leaned closer to him, your heart fluttering with love. "And you John, have a way of making me feel cherished and understood," you admitted, your voice barely above a whisper. "It's as if you know how to speak the language of my heart, even when words escape me."

He tilted his head, his eyes shining with affectionate curiosity. "Tell me, my love, what's on your mind today? Anything you'd like to share or discuss?"

You pondered for a moment, relishing the opportunity to open up to him. "You know, I was thinking about the power of silence," you mused. "How sometimes, words can only complicate things. In the quiet moments, we can truly hear each other without any distractions."

John nodded in agreement, his gaze never leaving yours. "It's true. Silence can be a refuge, a space where understanding blossoms. With you, I've learned the beauty of being present in the moment, embracing the stillness, and truly listening to what's unsaid."

A sense of deep connection swelled between you as the conversation meandered into the realm of shared understanding. Hours passed, but it felt like mere moments, for time seemed insignificant in the presence of your love.

John Price

As you lay in John's arms, the two of you relish the tranquility of the moment. The outside world fades away, leaving just the comforting embrace of each other. You couldn't imagine a more perfect way to spend your time together.

John, ever the man of action, had always been drawn to those who possessed a fiery spirit. But when he met you, the depth of your quiet nature captured his heart like nothing else. Your introverted personality was a refreshing contrast to the chaos and noise that often accompanied his line of work.

In a world of constant turmoil and danger, you provided him with a sanctuary, a haven of calm where he could let his guard down and find solace. He admired the way you could go hours without saying a single word, finding comfort in the silence.

As you lie in each other's arms, John's fingers gently trace circles on your back, his touch conveying love. He knows that sometimes, words aren't necessary to express how deeply he cares for you. Your presence alone speaks volumes, and he cherishes every moment shared with you.

Your introverted nature allows you to appreciate the small joys in life, and that mindset has rubbed off on John. He finds himself savoring the simplicity of mundane activities, like cooking dinner together or snuggling up on the couch to watch a movie. It's in these quiet moments that he truly realizes how lucky he is to have you by his side.

He often wonders what goes on in your mind during those long stretches of silence, but he knows better than to ask. He respects your need for solitude and understands that sometimes, the most meaningful connections are forged through silent companionship.

Kyle Garrick

On a lazy Sunday afternoon, you and Kyle lounged comfortably on the couch in your cozy living room. It was your time and place where silence was treasured and cherished and today was no exception.

Lost in the pages of a book, you were completely engrossed in a tale that captivated your imagination. As you turned the pages, occasionally pausing to savor the words, Kyle observed you with affectionate fascination. He admired your ability to get lost in a world of your own creation, finding beauty in the quiet moments that others often overlooked.

Kyle was also a reader, but his tastes leaned more toward action-packed thrillers. However, your presence had opened up a new realm of literature for him. You had introduced him to the magic of introspective novels, inviting him into a world where the power of words could heal wounds and touch the soul.

He couldn't help but smile as he watched you silently flip through the pages, your eyes dancing with the emotions conveyed by the author's words. Finally, unable to resist the urge to engage in conversation, Kyle gently placed his hand on your shoulder, causing you to look up from your book and meet his warm gaze.

"You seem really invested in that book," he said softly, a tone of genuine interest lacing his voice. "What's it about?"

You blinked, momentarily taken aback by the interruption. However, you quickly realized that Kyle was genuinely interested in your thoughts and experiences, even if they were vastly different from his own. Setting the book aside, you smiled, grateful for his curiosity.

"It's a story about self-discovery" you replied, your voice hushed but filled with quiet enthusiasm. "It follows a protagonist who embarks on a journey to find their true purpose in life. Along the way, they encounter various challenges, both internal and external, that force them to confront their fears and embrace their own strengths."

Kyle's gaze never wavered as he listened intently, fully immersed in the conversation. It was as if time stood still, and the world outside ceased to exist. He hung onto your every word, cherishing the connection you shared.

"That sounds fascinating" Kyle responded genuinely, a spark of curiosity igniting in his eyes. "What do you find most captivating about the story?"

You took a moment to reflect, appreciating Kyle's genuine interest in your perspective. "I think what resonates with me the most is the protagonist's journey of self-acceptance," you answered thoughtfully. "It reminds me of how we all have our own personal battles and insecurities, but ultimately, it's through embracing ourselves completely that we find true contentment and inner peace."

Kyle nodded, his expression filled with admiration. "You have a unique way of seeing the world, and I find it incredibly inspiring," he confessed, his voice filled with warmth. "Your appreciation for the quiet moments and your ability to find joy in the simple pleasures of life it's something I've come to cherish about you."

A gentle blush graced your cheeks as you took in his heartfelt words. In that moment, it became clear to you that Kyle adored every aspect of your introverted nature. And you loved him for it.

[dontyouworrydaddy]

Lately, I've been in love with “Let you break my heart again” by Laufey 😭. I was thinking about so how would TF 141 react when they hear you humming to the song, but their relationship is perfectly normal, like yn is just singing the song (?) I don't know how to describe it??? Help 😭

𝑙𝑒𝑡 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑏𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑘 𝑚𝑦 ℎ𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑡 𝑎𝑔𝑎𝑖𝑛

Task Force 141 + gn! Reader

NO BECAUSE THIS SONG DESTROYED ME. THANK YOU FOR THE REQUEST. Hope you love it💘💘

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Simon Riley

One evening, Simon sat at the kitchen table, lost in thought. You were humming a beautiful tune, your voice like a gentle breeze that had the power to soothe his restless soul.

As you moved about the kitchen, preparing dinner, the melody flowed effortlessly from your lips. The lyrics of Let you break my heart again tumbled out of your mouth, each word laden with a bittersweet longing. Simon's heart skipped a beat as he listened, his trained ears catching every word.

Panic seized him, and his mind raced. Were those lyrics a reflection of your feelings? Had something gone wrong in your relationship that he had been unaware of? The uncertainty ate him, threatening to unravel the fragile thread that held his emotions in check.

Unable to contain his anxiety any longer, Simon cleared his throat, and you turned to him, a warm smile gracing your lips. "Is something wrong, Simon?" you asked, your eyes filled with concern.

Simon hesitated, the words caught in his throat. He had to know. "I couldn't help but overhear the song you were humming this one song. Is there something you're trying to tell me?"

Your smile faltered, and you set down the cutting board, your gaze locking onto his with a mixture of surprise and understanding. "Oh, Simon," you began, walking over to him and taking his hand, "it's just a song. I was humming it because I like the melody. There's no hidden message here, I promise."

Relief washed over him like a tidal wave, and Simon squeezed your hand, his eyes locked onto yours. "Oh, I'm sorry" he confessed, his voice tinged with vulnerability. "Sometimes, I overthink things. I just needed to be sure." You kiss his lips and reassure him one last time, "I love you."

John MacTavish

You were humming the song "Let You Break My Heart Again". The lyrics, so achingly beautiful, spoke of vulnerability and heartbreak, and Johnny couldn't help but wonder if there was a hidden message in your choice of song. He couldn’t understand why you would sing THAT song.

His footsteps were hesitant as he approached the kitchen, his heart pounding in his chest. He leaned against the doorframe, watching you as you moved gracefully about, unaware of his presence. The soft, melodic hum of the song filled the room, and Johnny's anxiety continued to mount.

"Hey," he finally said, his voice breaking the spell of the music. You turned to him, a warm smile gracing your lips as you held a spoon covered in cookie dough.

"Hey baby" you greeted him, your eyes shining with affection. "Want to try some cookie dough?"

Johnny managed a weak smile as he stepped closer, taking spoonful. The taste was sweet, but his mind was anything but at ease. He cleared his throat, trying to sound casual despite the turmoil inside him. "I couldn't help but hear you humming that song. "

You nodded, your brow furrowing slightly as you studied him. "Yeah, it's a beautiful song. I heard it on the radio earlier today."

Soap's heart sank, but he couldn't let his fears consume him. He had to know, had to seek reassurance that the love he had found with you was still strong. "Is there something on your mind, baby?"

Your gaze softened, and you set the bowl of cookie dough aside, moving closer to him. "Johnnnn, no, not at all. I just liked the song; that's all. It doesn't mean there's anything wrong with us."

He sighed, relief washing over him in waves as he pulled you into his arms, holding you close. "I just... I thought you were trying to tell me something. Glad it wasn’t a hidden message"

You tilted your head up, capturing his lips in a gentle kiss, a silent reassurance of your feelings. "Johnny, you mean everything to me. This song is just a song and I love you."

John Price

You were in your and Price‘s shared bedroom, doing the laundry. You discovered a new song today on your way home and ever since it’s stuck in your head and you can’t stop singing it.

Price, passes by and had always admired your voice, the way it could convey emotions that words alone couldn't capture. But today, there was something different about the way you sang, a hint of sadness that caught his attention. He couldn't help but listen, his keen ears picking up every note and every word.

As you continued to hum the song, Price couldn't contain his curiosity any longer. He cleared his throat and spoke, his voice breaking the musical spell that had enveloped the room. "Everything alright, love?"

You turned to look at him, a hint of surprise in your eyes. "Of course, why shouldn't it be?"

Price frowned slightly, his brow furrowing as he tried to make sense of the conflicting emotions he sensed in your voice. "It's just... the song. It sounds a bit... depressin."

You paused for a moment, before you response. Then, with a small smile, you shrugged. "Sometimes, I just like singing sad songs. It doesn't mean anything, John."

Kyle Garrick

One Sunday afternoon, while you were both at home, you found yourself humming a tune as you tackled a pile of laundry. The song, "Let you break my heart again" by Laufey, had been on your mind lately. Its haunting melody seemed to resonate with some distant, unspoken emotion within you.

As you worked your way through the paperwork, you couldn't help but softly sing the lyrics to yourself, your voice carrying the weight of the song's bittersweet sentiment.

"Let you break my heart again, why don't you?"

Unbeknownst to you, Kyle had been in the next room, going through some paperwork too. He had heard your voice, the vulnerability in your tone. It was as if a question hung in the air, a question that didn't make sense in the context of your relationship, which, to him, had been nothing short of perfect.

He set aside the paperwork and walked into the room, his brow furrowed with concern. "Hey," he said gently, "is everything alright?"

You turned to face him, a warm smile on your lips. "Of course, Kyle. Are you okay?"

He sighed in relief, not quite convinced. "I heard you singing, and it sounded like... like you were feeling something... sad."

You chuckled, a soft, melodic sound. "It's just a song, babe. I was enjoying the melody, that's all. Laufey‘s music is just… sad in general?"

Kyle couldn't shake the unease that had settled in his chest, but he trusted you enough to accept your answer. Then, without warning, he pulled you into a tight, warm hug. You felt his laughter reverberate through his chest, and you couldn't help but join in.

"I love you," he said, his voice filled with genuine joy.

"I love you too, Kyle," you replied, feeling the warmth of his embrace.