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sunshinevs3 · 15 days

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thinking about daryl giving you a nickname…

18+, mdni

AN: this was a midnight brain worm while i was working on something else, so just walk with me ok!

daryl wasn't really one for nicknames.

he'd never had one coming up, always just "daryl" or "merle's brother" or something else sneered and distasteful. that was fine with him. to daryl, nicknames were rooted in sarcasm and mean jokes.

it hadn't started any differently with you.

that day in the quarry way back, the morning after the walkers had attacked their people. daryl was already aggravated, sweaty and thinking about merle (alone and hurt and alone), and he didn't much like these fucking people anyway, so when you stood with glenn, insisting on a burial over burning, dried tear tracks on your face (those people were your people too. you were mourning with the rest of them), he didn't hold back, sneering "well ain't you just a fuckin' peach," and watching your face harden in the wake of his words.

daryl didn't mean for it to stick, but he found himself defaulting to the silly name anyway. first when he was annoyed at you. you were soft, unfit for the grime of this new world, then when he was poking fun, and eventually... something else.

in the cdc, with a hangover keeping you slumped over the table, "shoulda stayed out the bottle if ya couldn't handle it, peach."

over the long winter on the road, with barely any food or water, "keep up, peach, i ain’t gon’ carry you.”

in the prison, sharing shifts up in the watchtower (because you were sort of friends now) (because daryl felt almost rewarded when your eyes lit up at your nickname), "don't need to teach you on the bow, peach. you're just fine with a knife."

trapped in the train car in terminus, fussing over his injuries even though you could barely map him out in the dark, "peach. peach. quit it, ‘m alright."

the road to alexandria was long and brutal. 'peach' turned into your name and your name turned into silence. daryl was grieving, you were grieving, and the space between you felt like a chasm, dark and wide. finding that community was a blessing in disguise, not just for the group, but for you and daryl specifically. you came back together behind the walls, both unwilling to acclimate, but knowing you needed to try.

‘peach’ made its way back into circulation slowly and then so frequently that even the alexandrians began to catch on.

when daryl had to leave with aaron for a run, “later, peach. i’ll find ya after your shift.”

laughing over your assigned job, “the hell you know about gardenin’, peach? they shoulda put ya in the tower.”

inevitably your relationship shifted into something more intimate. it wasn’t a secret, hell, the group had seen it coming long ago.

‘peach’ stopped being a nickname and became a term of endearment. something daryl reserved for tender moments.

startling awake when daryl joined you in bed, late after a long run, “just me, peach, go back to sleep.”

when you came back from a run that turned dicey, a little worse for wear, “lemme see it, peach, i got ya.”

and in… other moments as well.

your body pressed firmly against daryl's, his lips a breath from yours, whispering, “tell me what ya need, peach. you know i’ll give it to ya.”

daryl laid between your legs, two fingers curling cruelly against your g-spot while you rode out your orgasm above him, “there ya go, peach, so fuckin’ good.”

daryl had never been one for nicknames, this fact held up even after the world ended. your own family was rarely on the receiving end of a playful moniker. but to him, ‘peach’ was easy as breathing and, to you, it sounded like “i love you” every time.

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sunshinevs3 · 15 days

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Daryl is the jealous type, but not in a "everyone will know you're mine" kind of way; it's more like "you can leave if you want, I don't give a fuck," which led to too many arguments early on in your relationship.

It's always the same fight with the same ending in "Why can't you believe in the love I feel for you?" Then spending some time apart and come back together without really talking about it.

I believe that with time you will get over it and learn to deal with it better, but in the beginning, it will be a problem. (especially season 1 to 5 Daryl)

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sunshinevs3 · 15 days

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Taking anti-depressant pills?? Seeing a therapist??? Journaling???? No need babe, my fav writer just dropped another x reader fic.

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sunshinevs3 · 19 days

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i’m feral

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sunshinevs3 · 20 days

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Does anyone 18+ roleplay The Walking Dead? specifically Oc x Canon Doubles

#discord rp #the walking dead rp #the walking dead roleplay #twd rp #twd roleplay #daryl dixon roleplay #daryl dixon rp #rick grimes roleplay #rick grimes rp

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sunshinevs3 · 1 month

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Looking for anyone 18+ wanting to roleplay The Last Of Us on Discord! specifically doubles!

#discord rp #the last of us roleplay #the last of us rp #tlou rp #tlou roleplay #joel miller roleplay #joel miller rp #ellie williams rp #ellie williams roleplay

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sunshinevs3 · 1 month

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this is for you, sick fuckers

Part I here <<< 🪷✨💌

John Price as best friend’s dad headcanons part II

BestFriend’sDad! Price who saw you in his house for couple more times after that one meeting. he was always very talkative and friendly when you were around, complete opposite of what he was like with other friends of his daughter

BestFriend’sDad! Price who noticed the quick glances and small smirks as he was around you. whenever you were visiting your friend, you made sure to exchange a word with her dad

BestFriend’sDad! Price wasn’t sure if you were just playing with him or did you actually found him attractive, but once he caught you staring at his bare, hairy chest, he knew something was up

BestFriend’sDad! Price who let his daughter throw a party one night — because of her eighteenth birthday, although he had to stay at soap’s place, so he wouldn’t disturb the teenagers from having fun

BestFriend’sDad! Price who found himself being jealous as he thought about you having fun with other young boys, their hands probably on your soft body, their mouths on your sweet neck, he couldn’t believe he was that jealous over that

BestFriend’sDad! Price who was back home early in the morning, founding you sleeping in his bedroom. your glittery dress slightly lifted up, making your cleavage more exposed. he could see the lack of your bra when you lied there.

BestFriend’sDad! Price was just about to leave his room and go to sleep on the couch, but then he heard you stirring in your sleep, causing him to stop walking in the middle of the room.

BestFriend’sDad! Price who heard your soft, sleepy tone calling out for him;

“sir? why won’t you stay?” you asked while lifting yourself up on your elbows. you were a bit drunk, but still aware of your actions. “there’s plenty of room in your bed.” you added, smirking.

john let out a soft sigh and turned to face you, his expression unreadable once he met your half lidded eyes.

“doll, you’re wasted, aight.” he spoke as he approached the bed and sat on the edge of it, still looking into your eyes. “the party was good?”

you shrugged, moving a bit closer to him.

“can’t complain, although I was thinking about something else the whole time.” you said and your hand wandered to his broad shoulder.

he looked down at your movements and raised an eyebrow, looking at you like at a dumb girl who wanted a lollipop, even though he wanted to fuck you to the tears, he couldn’t let himself be that kind of a guy.

“go back to sleep. I’ll take the couch.” he murmured, standing up, but you held his hand.

before he could resist your touch, you placed his hand under your dress, so he could feel your perky breasts. your hard nipples brushed against his fingertips, causing him to groan.

BestFriend’sDad! Price who couldn’t stop himself anymore and joined you on the bed the instant you made the first move. his kisses were sloppy and hungry, it was obvious he wanted to do that for a long time

BestFriend’sDad! Price whose hands were everywhere on you, from your tits to your thighs, squeezing and caressing your soft flesh, until you were begging him quietly for more

BestFriend’sDad! Price who got rid of your dress the moment you moaned into his ear. it didn’t get him long to start kissing your perky breasts, playing with the edge of your panties until he ripped them off, too, diving into your sweet juices.

BestFriend’sDad! Price who was the first man who ever brought you to orgasm. he sucked and licked on your clit so good, you had to bite on the blanket, so you wouldn’t be too loud. he was good at what he was doing, you almost didn’t felt ashamed that you were fucking your best friend’s father

BestFriend’sDad! Price after he made you cum with just his tongue, got rid of his pants and quickly stripped off, not wanting you to wait for too long

BestFriend’sDad! Price whose dick was already semi hard, just from watching you squirm and moan from his touch. he grabbed the pack of condoms from the nightstand, he thought he wouldn’t use them anymore, but here you were.

BestFriend’sDad! Price who was an amazing lover, he did exactly what you begged him to do. he was slow when he saw your grimace, he started to move his hips faster when you started to whine softly. like he knew exactly what would drive you crazy with passion

BestFriend’sDad! Price who didn’t fucked anybody that good since his divorce, he didn’t even realized how much of stamina he had left, but maybe it was just because of your sweet pussy that he couldn’t get enough of

BestFriend’sDad! Price who promised himself, that this would be the first and last time he’d use you for his pleasure.

BestFriend’sDad! Price who didn’t know how wrong he was…

Sooo, part 3?? 🤍

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sunshinevs3 · 1 month

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Good Girl

Price x Reader x Soap

cw: slight dubcon, cuffs, overstimulation, DP, fingering, squirting, oral (m. receiving), begging

MDNI 18+

I'm having a thought about Price getting jealous of you, his girl, spending more and more time with Soap. He knows there's nothing going on between the two of you. You'd never do that to him, and Johnny is just a really good friend. He's happy that you've found that in someone.

What he can't abide though, is all the little touches Johnny gives you. How close Johnny gets to you when you sit together. He seethes to himself when he sees Johnny turn sideways to you and straddles, hips around yours. His crotch resting against your hip.

Damn near burns the spot Johnny's clothed groin rubs against you as you two converse like nothing is happening. Like he isn't resting his hands around you, fingers grazing the exposed skin where your shirt rides up.

As Soap leans into your ear to whisper something, causing you to laugh, Price finalizes his plan to make sure the Sargeant knows who you belong to.

It's a few days later, and you're in your Captain's office. Giving him everything you can. Tucked under his desk and using your tongue, lips, and hands to work him, shirt open to expose your chest to him. Massaging his thighs over his open fatigues, working up to stroke and massage his heavy balls as you suck his tip, tongue circling the head as you grip the base of his shaft and stroke.

"Hmm. Thas is beautiful. So good for your Captain, 'ey dove? Look so good stuffed full of me."

You moan around him, his praise causing the heat in your body to fire and pool down in your core, soaking your underwear and making you rub your thighs together.

He hisses and says, "Ah, look at you. Making a mess all over yourself."

He grunts and grabs you around the back of your head and makes you take all of him, choking on his length and letting the drool flow down your chest to glisten on your breasts. He lets you up to take a gasping breath and pulls you back down. You moan and suck, letting him choke you as you look up at his smug grin.

You're so caught up in the moment and the sounds echoing under the desk, you don't hear the door to his office open after a light knock. Price's eyes leave yours and travel to a spot across the room as you continue to make absolutely filthy sounds from your spot on the floor.

"Cap'n? Sorry...Ah di'nae mean ta intrude. I though' you 'ad asked me ta come 'ere at this time."

Your eyes go wide as you try to detach yourself from Price, but he holds you firm. Looking back down to you, he gives you a knowing look before raising an eyebrow and smirking. He pulls you off him with a pop, only drool connecting you where you had been joined as you gasped for breath.

He draws you back onto him and you groan at the thought of your friend knowing exactly what you're doing as you take Price back into your mouth, still working him with your hands.

"No, Sargeant. You are right on time." Price says as the absolutely lascivious sounds from under the desk fill the empty space.

"I wanted to call you here to discuss y/n."

"Y/n, Cap'n?" Soap asked as his eyes flitted to the desk.

Johnny's voice was coming out a little shaky. Price had him right where he wanted him.

"Hmm." Price hummed in acknowledgment, "I know you two have come close but, ah" Price let out a cut of moan as you licked a stripe up the underside of his cock and used your tongue to press at his tip while you sucked, "I wanted to make it clear that she is my girl, and if you want to touch her, you need to ask permission."

You froze at that, look up at Price through your lashes, mouth full of his heavy girth. You heard Johnny suck in a tight breath and you flooded your pants with the indication of where Price might be going with this.

"Sit." Price orders of Soap.

Johnny sits in the only chair Price has, directly across from his desk with a clear tent forming in his pants. He tries to adjust himself as he sits, but it does little to help.

"Darling," Price now directing his attention to you as he pulls you off him and tucks himself back into his fatigues with a practiced restraint you knew only him to have.

"I want you to put these on Sargeant MacTavish." He says as he pulls out a pair of handcuffs and leg shackles.

You stare up at him from your kneeling position and start to close your shirt before taking the cuffs.

"No, dove. No need for that. Let the boy see how beautiful you look for me."

Your core pulses around nothing as his words send more shockwaves down your spine. You rise to your feet from your spot on the ground, taking the cuffs as you go. When you turn to face Johnny, his pupils are blown wide and his face is bright red. He locks eyes with you but his gaze travels down to follow the mess of tears, drool, and pre-cum flowing down your face and onto your chest. You see his breathing grow heavy as you step towards him.

When you finally reach him, you turn back to Price, waiting to see exactly how he wants you to restrain your friend.

"Behind his back, through the chair. Each foot to a leg. Good girl."

When you're done, Price rises from his chair and instructs you to undress. You oblige. Once fully nude, Price has you come to where he is leaned against the front of his desk. He hums into your neck and grabs at your chest, hand sliding down to where you've been neglected most and finds you dripping.

He moans as he guides his fingers over your folds, gathering your slick and using it to rub at your clit. Smacking at your leg to have you spread open a little better. He works a finger in easily with how wet you are and you lean into him as you rest back more on the desk.

Johnny curses as Price slides in a second finger, the wet sounds of his fingers pumping in and out as your slick drips down his hand. You're starting to lose yourself as your Captain trails his mouth over your neck, collar, and breast. He uses his thumb to rub your clit as you start to pump your hips, climax coming as you clench down around his fingers.

You can hear the clink of Johnny struggling against his restraints.

"Come on, dove. Give it to me. Come for me. I've got you." Price coaxes as he keeps pumping into you and teasing your clit.

Your peak hits you hard and you grab onto Price's back and wrist as your arch up and yell out. Unknown to Johnny, you are a squirter and you do just that, all over Price's hand and onto the floor.

"A' deanamh moille, a Dhé" Soap says. "Cap'n please. I'canna. I-I won'...fuck."

Price just chuckles. Sliding his fingers out of you, Price brings them to his nose and takes a deep inhale.

"Such a lovely pussy my girl has, Sargeant MacTavish. Wouldn't you agree?" he asks as he brings his fingers to Soap's nose to let him breathe you in.

"Cap'n. Please." The desperation in Soap's face and voice is evident.

Price quirks a brow and turns back to you for a moment as you watch the scene unfolding. Turning back to Soap, you hear him let out a small chuckle.

"Taste her."

He lowers his fingers to Soap's mouth. Soap doesn't hesitate and sucks Price's fingers into his mouth and lets out a deplorable moan as he makes loud sucking noises trying to get every last drop of your taste he can. More heat pools between your legs.

Soap whines. Actually whines, when Price withdraws his fingers.

"I want you to remember that taste, Sargeant MacTavish. You are only ever going to be graced with it again if I want you to. Y/n is my girl, and you are only ever to touch her if I say it's okay. Are we clear?"

Johnny is a panting mess, but manages an "Aye."

"Y/n, come here."

You do as you're told and walk to them. Price cups your cheek and gives you a deep kiss that grows with passion as it goes on. When he pulls back he gives you one final chaste kiss to your lips before turning your attention to Soap.

"I want you to take Soap out and use your mouth on him. Like my good girl, yeah?"

You nod and move to kneel in front of Soap. You spare a glance up to your friend and see tears running down his face. When you look to his lap, you can see a painful looking tent with a large wet spot, dampened by precum. Your tongue darts out to wet your lips as you look back up to meet Soap's eyes. He looks out of his mind with need as his hooded eyes follow you to your knees.

You place your hands on his knees and slide them slowly up his thighs, not touching him where he needs it quite yet. He preens at you as his head is thrown back. He's trying to grind his hips up to you to get you where he needs your touch.

"Fuck, hen. Please."

You slide your hands up to open his belt and undo the fastenings on his pants, sliding them and his underwear down just as far as you can as his cock jumps up and smacks his shirt, leaving a dab of pre-cum behind as it sinks back down, heavy and thick. He's slightly longer than Price, but not near as thick around. You grip at the cloth of his thighs before licking a stripe up the underside of his cock, large ridge running the length of him.

He lets out a string of curses as his breath speeds up and head tilts back. You spit into your hand and wrap it around his shaft as you take his head into your mouth. Your work him as best you can, gagging a little as you take him into your throat, the added length causing you to need to adjust a bit. When you move one of your hands to his heavy sack and start lightly massaging them, he starts fucking up into your mouth - release close.

That's when Price pulls you off of Soap with a hand wrapped into your hair. The trail of drool and precum is absolutely lewd and drips down onto your breasts, combining with what remains from when you had sucked on Price.

"Ach, fuck Cap'n. Please...please. I'm, I..."

Price holds the hand not in your hair up to silence Soap's begging.

"Dove, you are so beautiful on your knees," he says as he kneels behind you, "I want you to keep your eyes on Soap, don't look away from his eyes. Do you understand?"

He gives your ass a loud slap to let you know he wants a response.

"Yes, sir." You gasp out as his clothed erection pumps against your slick core.

"Good girl."

The hardness leaves you and you whimper as you look up at Johnny's desperate eyes, but only long enough for you to hear the shuffle of Price undoing his pants and sliding them down. Then you feel the heat of his crown sliding up and down your folds, circling your swollen clit, and back. You grip at Johnny's thighs, his erection hovering right in your face, your breath ghosting over him.

Price sheathes himself fully in one swift motion, causing you to scream out and arch up into Johnny's lap, tits grazing his hard length. It was a difficult task to keep your eyes on his as Price kept up a harsh rhythm. The wet sound of him driving in and out and the slapping of him ramming into your hips filling the office between your moans. You cling to Johnnys legs and claw at his hips for dear life, desperately trying to keep your eyes on his.

Soap's eyes drift from your eyes down to your open mouth, to your bouncing tits covered in fluids, and on to where Price's hips snap into yours. He's dying to come, hips rutting up into nothing, sometimes lucky enough to graze your cheek or another part of you as he just pulses and pumps his hips.

Fuck, you've never looked more beautiful, spots of Soap's precum around your face, tears running down your cheeks, totally fucked out, and moaning over his cock as his Captain ruins you from behind.

"Darling, do you think our Sargeant has been a Good Boy?" Price pants out behind you.

It takes you a moment to register the question, as you fuck yourself back onto his cock. Staying your Captain's good girl, you keep your eyes on Soap as you respond.

"Y-yes sir!"

Price hums as one of his hands moves from their iron grip on your waist to slide into your folds. Gathering some of your slick, he slides his finger back up and starts massaging and working your clit in the most sinful way, slamming into your cunt even harder.

"Take him back into your mouth. As far as you can. Take him all, dove."

You do as ordered, still looking up at Soap through your lashes as you suck him into your mouth. Johnny's whole body is covered in a layer of sweat and he cries out at the feel of your velvet heat wrap back around him.

Price is working you quickly to your climax and you are a whimpering, moaning mess around Soap inside your mouth. Soap is desperately fucking up into your mouth, looking down at you, and muttering nonsensically in his native tongue as he is about to reach his climax.

Your peak crests and your eyes roll back, you moan out around Soap and the vibration causes him to shoot his load down the back of your throat. You have no choice but to swallow him down with his cock that far down your throat. As you come back down you feel Price's hips stuttering and his pace faulter.

You go to pull your mouth off of Soap, but a firm hand on the back of your head keeps you steady.

"Keep your mouth on him and keep sucking him." Price grunts out.

Johnny struggles to move his hips away from the overstimulation, but you're a good girl and do what you're told. Sucking Johnny's softening cock as he cries out above you.

You feel another climax coming as Price adjusts your hips and finds a new spot inside of you to hit as he pistons his hips into you with a newfound fever.

"Come on, love. Know ya 'ave another one in there for me. Come on. Milk my cock. Let me fill ya up like a good lil' whore."

His words help send you over the edge, clamping down on him as you suck the life out of Johnny through his cock. Johnny pleads with Price, but it falls on deaf ears as he fills your hot, wet cunt - currently milking him dry as his balls spasm, emptying inside you.

You're left with your mouth hanging loose on Johnny's cock, lazily stroking it with your tongue, Johnny cries above you and his cock twitches underneath you, suddenly filling your mouth with a burst of cum. You were surprised and had no energy left, so you swallow what you can, but most dribbles down your chin, to your chest and his lap.

Price's head rests on your shoulder, one of his hands rubbing at your hip. He picks his head up and kisses your shoulder softly before pulling himself out. You cry out at the sensation and Price shushes you before guiding you down to lay on the floor. He tucks some of your hair behind your ear, seeing the evidence of Johnny's second orgasm on you and smiles.

He tucks himself back into his pants and rises to his feet. He moves to check on Soap, hooking a finger under the younger man's chin and making him focus on his Captain.

"Johnny, are you okay?"

"Aye, Cap."

"I'm gonna undo ya now. Then we're gonna all get cleaned up, lay down, and talk about this tomorrow. Alright?"

"Soun's 'mazin', Cap."

Price moves to undo Soap, rubbing on his wrists and ankles where they were cuffed. Soap moves to his knees to check on you as Price gets a towel out of a nearby cabinet. When he comes back they work together to clean you up and get you dressed.

It's late enough that nobody sees Price carrying you back to his quarters with Johnny in toe. Price makes sure to put in for off duty time on the roster for all of them tomorrow before he crawls into bed, his good girl in the middle of him and his good boy.

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sunshinevs3 · 1 month

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- SIMON ‘GHOST’ RILEY FIC RECS 2 -

my big, broody husband | note: this is COD so there are some trigger warnings like: blood, guns, injuries, military stuff, death so please beware of them. there also also 18+ content so minors DNI. don't forget to read the authors' warnings | more will be added!

part one | main masterlist

SERIES - MULTI-CHAPTERS

yes, lieutenant • simon ‘ghost’ riley x fem!reader

↳ by @sinkovia (very very angsty, violence, smut)

forcedhusband!simon x reader

↳ by @suimon (sooo much fluff, comfort, slow burn, mutual pining, lots of bantering)

unexpected | part two • simon ‘ghost’ riley x fem!reader

↳ by @dammn-dean (pregnant!reader, angst, comfort, fluff)

the roommate • simon ‘ghost’ riley x fem!reader

↳ by @a-small-writer-in-a-big-world (angst, fluff, smut, kidnapping, simon here made my heart so fuzzy)

please love me | part two • simon ‘ghost’ riley x reader

↳ by @rowarn (angst, smut, comfort, tw’s like depression, sa and suicide)

actions have consequences | part two • simon ‘ghost’ riley x gn!civilian!spouse!reader

↳ by @mrweh (heavy angst, mean!simon)

office romance • supervisor!simon ‘ghost’ riley x reader

↳ by @hecateslore

you had his baby and he didn’t know | part two • simon ‘ghost’ riley x fem!reader

↳ by @sgrplumditz

ghost distribution system | part two | part three • simon ‘ghost’ riley x reader

↳ by @katz-chow

ONE-SHOTS - BLURBS - HC’S

his heart, his light, his world • dad!simon ‘ghost’ riley x fem!reader

↳ by @thexsilentxwordsmith (so so fluffy)

no judgement • simon ‘ghost’ riley x fem!reader

↳ by @blingblong55 (so so so fluffy, dad!simon)

consequences • simon ‘ghost’ riley x fem!reader

↳ by @sinkovia (very angsty, tw: miscarriage)

a place to be weak • simon ‘ghost’ riley x gn!reader

↳ by @cherryredstars (fluff, little angsty)

superficial wounds, deep devotion • simon ‘ghost’ riley x reader

↳ by @tacticaldiary (fluff)

tormented by a ghost • simon ‘ghost’ riley x fem!reader

↳ by @shotmrmiller (mean!simon, little explicit)

lights • simon ‘ghost’ riley x fem!reader

↳ by @babygirl-riley (dad!simon fluff, angst, childhood trauma)

sunshine • simon ‘ghost’ riley x gn!reader

↳ by @sgtcosmo (fluff)

whispers and words • simon ‘ghost’ riley x fem!reader

↳ by @dammn-dean (angst, slightly suggestive, happy ending)

secret haven • simon ‘ghost’ riley x reader

↳ by @lightwing-s (fluff, secret relationship)

gentle love • simon ‘ghost’ riley x fem!reader

↳ by @floatingfireflies (fluff)

his girls • simon ‘ghost’ riley x fem!reader

↳ by @casiia (dad!simon, domestic!simon, fluff, slight angst)

migraines • simon ‘ghost’ riley x gn!reader

↳ by @mockerycrow (fluff, physical hurt/comfort)

family ties • simon ‘ghost’ riley x reader

↳ by @lundenloves (angst, dad!simon but not a cute dad ahaha)

longing • simon ‘ghost’ riley x reader

↳ by @yawnderu (fluff)

hold it together while the world is on fire • simon ‘ghost’ riley x reader

↳ by @unreliablesnake (major character death, grief, angst, tw: drug abuse)

is it too soon? • simon ‘ghost’ riley x fem!reader

↳ by @unreliablesnake (fluff, simon is whipped, grief)

in another life • simon ‘ghost’ riley x reader

↳ by @suimon (very angsty, hurt but no comfort)

over his shoulder • simon ‘ghost’ riley x fem!reader

↳ by @imperihoe-writes (tooth rotting fluff)

sweet dreams, my love • simon ‘ghost’ riley x reader

↳ by @qtboni (so fluffy)

the sacrifice • simon ‘ghost’ riley x gn!reader

↳ by @bravo4iscool (medic!reader, fluff, angst but happy ending)

wrong words • simon ‘ghost’ riley x 141!reader

↳ by @milf-murdock (hurt/comfort)

being chosen… by a baby • simon ‘ghost’ riley x fem!single mom!reader

↳ by @southernbluebellereader (fluff)

big guy • simon ‘ghost’ riley x gn!reader

↳ by @kivino (fluff, jealous!simon)

gentle giant • simon ‘ghost’ riley x fem!reader

↳ by @asph6lt (fluff, soft!simon)

girl dad • dad!simon ‘ghost’ riley x fem!reader

↳ by @thexsilentxwordsmith (very fluffy)

home invasion • neighbour!simon ‘ghost’ riley x gn!reader

↳ by @oceantornadoo (hurt/comfort, violence, fluff)

everything’s gonna be okay • simon ‘ghost’ riley x fem!reader

↳ by @pearlofthesirens (hurt/comfort)

meet the family • simon ‘ghost’ riley x civilian!reader

↳ by @sim0nril3y (angst, comfort, family issues)

oh muse, tell me of the things done by golden aphrodite • simon ‘ghost’ riley x fem!reader

↳ by @sprout-fics (smut, greek mythology au)

late night embrace • simon ‘ghost’ riley x reader

↳ by @mondaysoct (fluff, slightly explicit)

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