#ghost x black!reader

[kechiwrites]

choking hazard

simon “ghost” riley x medic!reader

synopsis: you have a very special request for simon. he thinks you're insane.

wc: 1.3k

cw: afab!reader, choking, grinding, hotdogging, haphazard kink negotiation, thigh riding, playful name-calling, no use of y/n ever.

an: a quick little bite of simon and medic reader for this challenge, which i technically failed cause this is way over 100 words. happy thanksgiving

“What?” He asks, but really, it lacks the traditional inflection of a question. Instead, the single word manages to hold deep exhaustion and a healthy helping of ‘what the fuck is wrong with you’. 

Which, rude.

You stomp your foot, the moue of your lips more than a little petulant. “Oh, come on, don’t make it weird. Just...a little. Enough to pass out.” you raise your hand and pinch the air for emphasis.

“What?” Oh! The inflection was back, and he’d shifted weight onto his other foot. His cotton mask allows for you to see the top half of his face today, and you’re grateful, because the furrow in his brow exposes that while he really wants to just up and leave this conversation, he’s far too curious, or maybe perplexed? Disturbed?

“I want you to choke me out, Simon.” You grin, shrugging, “preferably with your cock in me but...” You mutter to yourself, pressing your lips together and widening your eyes in mock innocence when he glares at you in response, obviously hearing you. 

“No.” He turns away from you, pushing around the ceramic skull you placed in your office. A paperweight, whose presence had absolutely no hidden, romantic meaning whatsoever, you’d simply seen it in a home goods display off base and snatched it up. 

It had been on sale. Or something.

“I’m a doctor.” You tap your name tag insistently, “I know my limits, Si.” Now you’re just trying to rile him up, as if he’d ever lay a hand on you in anger you didn’t expressly beg for. Still, he hates when you shorten his name, used to hate it when you said it at all. 

Thankfully, things change.

“Fucking quack.” He mutters and you make a loud, dramatic, wounded noise you’d heard in a K-Drama you had watched once before flipping back to your favourite period drama you’d watched a million times over. You flatten your hand against your chest and rear back, more for your own gratification than to impress your offence upon Simon. 

“I’m serious! I’m curious and I know it won’t cause any real, lasting damage.” You approach him from behind, wrapping your arms around his middle. He flinches, not from surprise, you guess, but from sensation, before his body relaxes. You push your face between his shoulder blades, rubbing your nose against his shirt. 

“I’ll suck you off after.” You murmur, and the lieutenant snorts derisively. 

No dice.

“Then I’ll ask Soap to do it!” You release him, and circle around your desk, feigning a grab towards your cell phone.

He doesn’t rise to the bait initially, turning back to face you and crossing his inked, scarred arms. You ogle them shamelessly, eyes greedily tracing every bit of knicked skin, every prominent, tempting vein. Thing of beauty, his arms were. “Go on, then.” He shrugs and consternation makes you furrow your brow in defeat. Unfortunately, the closer the two of you become, the more bags of candy and suggestive texts and lingering glances you exchange, the easier it is to read the other’s intent, your bluffs. 

You pout, and kick at the corner of your own desk, shifting it slightly. “Fine. I wouldn’t ask him.” You tilt your head, pinning him with a needy look you hope is suitably enticing, “I’m asking you cause I trust you, Simon. Please?” 

Apparently, bald, earnest honesty is the ticket because your not-boyfriend heaves a sigh and uncrosses his arms, raising one to rub at the back of his neck, the black t-shirt he dons stretched tantalizingly tight over the curve of his muscled bicep.

Oh, this was going to be so good.

“Fine. Just don’t piss yourself.” 

“Do people do that?” You wrinkle your nose, and Simon levels you with a look, dark brown eyes broadcasting a stark “Do I fucking look like I’m joking?” 

Regardless, you clap your hands in celebration, locking the door to your office and sprinting back to stand in front of him, the framed photo of your commanding officer, your mother, and you looking on judgmentally. You try to ignore it but end up putting the photo down on its face, no need for dear mum and your boss to witness your fantasy come to life.

Simon turns you to face away from him, the heat of his hands seeping into your shoulders. He is always so warm. It had been a boon to your freezing feet the few times you’d shared a bed for actual sleeping. (He’d cursed at you for maybe a minute before hiking your legs up to bracket his hips, so you could fall asleep wrapped around him like a koala.)

“Double tap, you understand?” He barks, and you can’t help but shimmy in excitement. 

“Yup!” 

Simon wraps a burly arm around your neck, not exerting any pressure yet. He hooks his other arm around his wrist so it sits in his elbow, and places that palm on the crown of your head, securing you snugly in a standard choke-hold. 

“Good?” He mutters low, his chest blankets your back, and you're enveloped in the clean, sharp scent he usually carries with him.

You laugh, “Yeah-huh-huh-huh.” and you know you sound a little stupid, but you’re getting what you wanted and even without Simon utilizing force, you can feel yourself getting wet, forcing you to rub your thighs together in anticipation.

He begins to constrict your airway and it feels as though your head is ballooning, building up pressure as breathing slowly becomes more and more difficult. Your eyelids flutter closed and your lips part in shock. It doesn’t feel good, necessarily, but it certainly doesn’t feel bad. It’s obvious Simon’s holding back a lot. It probably should hurt but the lack of air makes your mind stutter to a stop, and all you can feel is Simon’s heat along your back and his strength holding you in place and his scent where it’s stalled in your lungs, unable to escape. When he shifts a bit behind you, your eyes pop back open in surprise at what you feel.

“You’re hard!” You wheeze incredulously, using the very last bit of air you had to call him out.

“And you’re a fucking lunatic.” He bites back, jerking his hips forward to rub his clothed erection against the swell of your ass. And he’s been doing that a lot lately, pushing up against your back, grinding along the fat of your thighs. Just last week, he’d spent a whole night hot-dogging (“Dumb fucking name, huh?”) the aching length of his dick between the cheeks of your ass, fucking against your flesh until he spilled hot and thick over your lower back.

You think he may be developing a thing.

He keeps rocking against you, branding his shape into your backside. “God.” He mutters, pulling you up and sliding his knee between your thighs. You can’t speak, what with your brain rapidly losing function, but if you could you’d hiss your assent, maybe scream when the muscles of his thigh nudge against your clit. 

Your lungs and cunt burn in unison, and the edges of your vision fade, but you want to keep going, want to come just like this, completely under his control, dry humping his massive thigh, unable to breathe.

Finally, you raise a shaky hand to tap at his forearm, and Simon immediately releases you, letting you stumble forward, off his leg and towards your desk. Your palms make contact with the polished wood and you hunch forward panting loud and hard. The room is fucking spinning, but all you can bring yourself to do is laugh like a fucking maniac.

“You good?” The soldier speaks, the sound of his footsteps just barely piercing through the sound of your rushing blood. Your voice is practically non-existent and you have to clear your throat three times, but when you do eventually croak out a response, your chest heaves with your desperate breaths in between your words. 

“Yeah, fuck yes.” Your chest slowly loses that frantic, mounting pressure and when you turn your head to look at Simon over your shoulder, his eyes are unfathomably dark and narrowed, running laps over your legs, thighs and ass.

“Good. Take your scrubs off. Right now.”

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[littlemochabunni]

Modern Warfare 2

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Simon Ghost Riley

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never going back-series

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not yet-request

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Ghost x Sunshine!Reader

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Just wanna be yours-ghost

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Unapologetic

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So they know you’re mine

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Dog days are over

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Safe with a ghost series

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Bunny

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Nest- Werewolf! Price x bunny! reader

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Down the Rabbit Hole- Werewolf!Price

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[scoobstarr]

𝗚𝗛𝗢𝗦𝗧 𝗛𝗖𝗦

— simon “ghost” riley x black! fem! reader.

SYNOPSIS — small headcanons of what it’s like when ghost comes home to you after your very long months away from one another. face time calls aren’t getting anything done, so now you have a hulking sex crazed soldier wanting you.

WARNINGS — interracial relationship! the reader has bipoc features! (maybe) ooc ghost, a bit of ghostsoap (platonic), hints of sex toward the end. kinda crackfic ig??

WORD COUNT — 1.173k

—★. . . SIMON loves him some you. that’s all there is to it. after a long while of being on base and completing missions for around six to eight months, he is more than ready to come to you. as soon as he walks through the door, you would give him time to set his things down.

— there is no telling what he’s seen while being gone so you do give him some space until he’s comfortable enough to bring you into a small hug with his forehead pressed against yours.

— he’d keep his mask on for a bit and then take it off once he feel he’s settled. your way of comforting him is by cooking him a big meal. he’s a sucker for your cooking but you’ll never hear him say it. he’ll unknowingly show it sometimes though. cooking was also your love language, and he did have a hard time with his feelings so you like to express yours through cooking instead of overwhelming him with questions.

— simon would give you small signals instead of telling you that he wants you to be closer to him. like he may stare at you and wait until you ask or just gently nudge his leg or head against yours. he has a habit of tapping his finger against your thigh or caressing your knee.

— he doesn’t hate when you call him your soft pretty boy. may make him a bit uncomfortable because he’s never really been called pretty before, but he doesn’t say anything really. whenever you get the chance you will always tell him that he’s handsome or as you’d say sometimes, “you’re so damn fine simon.”

— you would do so while stroking his face with your thumb, “you’re really such a soft beautiful man”, to which he’d grunt out. “m’ not soft. i’m a fucking killer.”, simon would try to take on his usual lieutenant voice but with the way you stare at him it’s kinda hard to do so.

— it’s been military food and mre’s the entire times he’s been gone and he hated it to his core. he started to loathe only using salt and pepper to give his food a bit of seasoning. there were some days where he didn’t eat at all and lived off water but he knew if you figured out you would probably kick his ass.

— nonetheless you cook your man a hearty dinner that could probably feed then entire 141st task force. simon is a big man so he would probably go back for seconds or thirds while he talks about the scottish soldier he “hates”.

— “you said he’s scottish right baby?” — “mm.”, simon would talk about soap a lot and you started to see that he may have taken a liking to the scottish man. what was even funnier about the whole interaction is when he attempted the accent.

— “ he’s a good man. likes my army humor.”, he mutters while side eyeing you. you didn’t think they were funny. like at all. you always told him he wasn’t good at telling jokes and you meant it. but he didn’t care of course, he’d tell them to tease you and for his own pleasure.

— not that it matters but, he would let you clean his finger nails. simon wasn’t a dirty man (non sexual wise) but there were days where he wasn’t able to shower at all. especially when it came to missions. he was use to living with his own stink for a long period of time. and you hated it. but you know it came with the job.

— anyways, when he’s home from base he would give you his hands and let you clean the dirt from his nails. it was a pet peeve of yours, and you hated dirty nails. it took a while for him to trust you but he was kind of use to things like this when it came to you.

— you even washed his gloves and masks before. at first he was reluctant, with his mindset he only thought, “why in fucking hell do my nails need to be cleaned? i carry a gun for god sakes”, but you instantly hit him back with, “you’re not sticking them dirty ass fingers in my pussy simon.”, and he goes quiet immediately.

— imagine soap accidentally peeping ghosts hands one day, when he’s without his gloves. he was slightly intrigued and wanted to know why his l.t kept his nails so good looking. if only he knew though.

— likes it when you kiss his scars and run your fingers through his hair especially when your nails are done, reassure him too. you know he doesn’t do much talking unless necessary but your gestures and actions of comfort are enough to calm him. he likes to take in your scent when you’re both close.

— showering together would be the best part of this all. this is usually where the sex starts to roll in. he hasn’t been able to touch you in months. now that you were here in front of him all naked and wet with his 6’4 figure towering over you — he was gonna lay it all on you here and now. aaand maybe in the bedroom.

— he’d try to be slick about it first. wrapping his arms around you slow and kissing your neck while you let the water cover your bodies. and you’d press right against him with a grin because you knew exactly how this man moved.

— “can’t keep your hands to yourself for long hm?” — “damn right sweetheart.”, and you would never turn him down because you’d been missing him too. simon wasn’t one for making love most of the time. I feel like he’d only do it if he was put in a life or death situation on a mission, but ghost isn’t one to get scared about those things.

— anyways simon would start off slow and sensual at first, dick pressed firmly against your backside as his hands make purchase on your throat and his lips attaching themselves to whatever part of your skin they could. his hard body molded right against yours.

— his first night back would be filled with him making you cum more than one time, loves giving head more than receiving. he’ll lap at your puffy pussy until his mouth and jaw are covered in your release. begging wouldn’t stop this man at all, when he’s hungry he’s gonna eat.

— simon would breed your pussy to the point where your folds would be coated in both of your juices and a white ring would form around his cock every time he pushed into you. it would be kinda crazy to ask if he was trying to give you a baby with the way he was fucking you.

— he would take you nice and deep in missionary first, thick brown legs on his broad shoulders while his hips moved at a punishing pace, your pretty tits bouncing with every thrust he delivered. you would be pretty loud, simon would fuck all the shit he’s built up right into your creamy cunt until you’re shaking and reduced to nothing but mumbling whimpers.

— doggy style would be his favorite. he feels like he can take you deeper from that position, and you would agree. months away from you and it was like welcoming home a dog in heat. you would both agree that sex is better when he’s been away for a long time. sex is always good with simon regardless of that fact though.

— back arched to perfection and ass high in the air just for him, nails digging into the pillow as he took you from behind like an animal. his firm hands on your waist as his pelvis collided with your ass—and the recoil is what would turn him on the most. simon is an ass man, no doubt.

— “fuck. thats right, take this cock.” - “good girl.” , simon will let out subtle praises, groans, and the deepest whimpers in your ears. very hot coming from him. and you love it. you will fully indulge in his kinks because you loved pleasuring him more.

— you also love hearing simon talk you through sex. brought you to an orgasm faster than you could think, maybe it was his heavy accented voice or the way he had that he would speak really low and deep to you while knocking the mario coins out of your pussy.

— when he asks “who’s pussy is this?” or “you’re all fucked out love”, it really takes a toll on you. anything this man does with buried inside your sex can make you cum. he had that affect on you and he knew it.

𝗦𝗖𝗢𝗢𝗕𝗦𝗧𝗔𝗥𝗥©

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[lxvvie]

Couples Shit with Simon Riley (Part 2):

Having a giggle/chuckle fest almost every time you are intimate. It first happened at the beginning of your relationship when you would giggle every time you two kissed. It opened the floodgates, had let that nervous energy out, and Simon was right there chuckling with you. ("Heh—aw, fuck me.")

Swearing up and down that you're gonna fuck each other's brains out but as soon as you hit the bed, you and Simon are out like a light. The last time this happened, he was supposed to go down on you, but the next thing you know, you woke up to him fast asleep with his head on your stomach.

Kissing the bridge of his crooked nose and Simon turning into putty every time. Hell, kissing any and every dent, bruise, and scar, and making your man melt.

A nice round of horizontal tango turning into a cuddle session after you comforted Simon through a charley horse. Poor baby.

Initially making the telly watch you two make sex but turns out whatever you're watching was pretty decent after all so you guys are back to watching the telly again.

Getting hot and heavy one time but you were so intrigued with the mole you discovered on Simon's inner thigh that you spent the next half-hour or so trying to find other moles on his body.

Telling Simon that you "always wanted to do this" and when you get him hot, bothered, and hard, it turns out what you always wanted to do was measure him. His disappointment was immeasurable... even if he was interested to know the number.

Twinning in some way, shape, or fashion whenever you're out together.

Talking mad shit about his snoring but let him tell it, he doesn't say shit when you take up about 80% of the bed, covers, and sleep under him.

Speaking of talking shit, having disagreements like every couple does and when you go to bed, you're angrily cuddling each other. And yes, Simon still wants your kisses in the morning, even if you two are still mad at each other. Simon doesn't give a shit, you're still gonna love on him, dammit. And him on you.

Being mad with Simon when he arrived too late to get the creepy crawler that was harassing you. Harassing you by doing what it does best: be a creepy crawler. Simon tells you you'll have to conquer your fear one day. You tell him to conquer the couch tonight lmao.

Agreeing to disagree about the superior ice cream flavor in the house. It's too bad there's not any of his favorite ice cream in the freezer. There's some of yours, though. Why? You didn't get any because it was so superior that you wouldn't "dare sully it with your hands". Cue the judgemental stare and him eating YOUR ice cream afterward. Rude.

Scaring the ever-living shit out of Simon on the rare occasions he gets to sleep in. He woke up to you sitting up in bed with his mask and paint on. Oh, and he calls bullshit. He did not nearly fall out the bed. Nor did he jump. Okay, Simon.

Chilling and drinking with Simon. Finding out he gets hot and sweaty pretty easily and off comes his clothes. Waking up hungover the next morning and you're the big spoon to a naked and equally hungover Simon. Choosing to do fuck all but sleep it off that day.

Playfully calling or referring to him as the Missus, especially in front of your co-workers. When they finally meet Simon and ask him who he is, he replies in pure deadpan Ghost fashion: "The Missus".

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[shelbybyr]

When you run out of fics to read

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[utilityknif3]

Nsfw!!! tehee

Imagine being Simon Ghost Riley’s ex wife who he can’t forget. You two have a son together and after being on a mission for a few weeks, he wanted to take him out somewhere for some quality time since you had full custody.

Even though he’s been away for only a few weeks, you two haven’t seen each other for months now.

…

Simon knocks on your door hesitantly. He wants to see you, he needs to. But when you open the door, he doesn’t know what to say.

You’re so beautiful, you changed but you’re glowing.

You just greet him with a simple “hi” and let him in. Simon walks in, lowering his head so he doesn’t hit it on the doorframe and you both sit on the couch and wait…

“He’s not here” you say, breaking the silence and trying to make the situation less awkward after a moment of silence.

“Where is he?” He asks with his deep voice and thick British accent that makes your heart melt each time.

“He’s at his friend’s birthday, he’ll be back later…in a few hours” you reply not daring to look at him in the eyes.

“In a few hours…aight” Simon passes a hand through his short blond hair, trying to think of something to say.

…

You two have been trying to hold a decent conversation for an hour now, catching up on your respective lives. He tells you about the struggles of his job and you tell him about whatever’s been bothering you lately…until you felt his gaze lower to your hand, especially the finger where your ring is placed, the ring he placed. The ring you can’t get rid of even though you tried to.

“You still have your wedding band?”

He asks as he stares at the ring he passed on your finger a few years before, as if he was mesmerized. He wished to do it again, and again… see you all dolled up in your pretty dress for him with that beautiful smile on your face. You two were so happy that day, like it was the best day of your lives.

He wished he could fuck you again like the night of your wedding, slowly and steadily. It was so intimate, just the two of you, his hair tickling your jaw as he pounded into you. He remembers the way your arms were wrapped around his neck and the way your hands would move to touch his hair. He remembers the sloppy kisses he gave you while he was listening to the soft symphony your moans were composing.

Simon snaps out of his transe when you answer

“Yes…it’s a pretty ring after all”

He nods.

He feels dumb for thinking that you two still had something; you moved on and it was clear.

He doesn’t want you to know that he kept the ring and a few of your things too. He doesn’t want you to know that you’re the one in his mind when he’s alone jerking himself off and overstimulating his soaked cock trying to recreate what you would do to him. He’s ashamed. The shirt that you forgot to get back from him had already been stained with his cum so many times that it doesn’t even smell like you anymore.

You already moved on but he didn’t, he never forgot your dates where you’d be just the two of you on the couch watching an old crappy movie. He never forgot the long hours he’d spend sleeping on your pregnancy belly while you’d caress gently his freshly cut hair. He never forgot the way your son would grab his big tatted arm in his small hands…He never forgot the feeling of your pussy squeezing him and taking him so well. The way you’d ride him on nights he felt tired, or the way your tongue would swirl around his tip, trying to milk every drop of cum he had left in him.

Simon loves you, he loves everything about you and never stoped loving you…

…

…that’s why you’re on the couch right now with his face buried in between your thighs. Simon’s tongue passes through your folds and teases your clit slowly while you scratch his hair. He’s so good for you, going a bit faster each time he hears you whimper.

The tip of his tongue teases your soaking hole while your toes curl around nothing.

After a moment of this sweet torture, he finally decides that his pants were getting too tight and stops licking you. He lifts his eyes to look at you, his face all red from embarrassment as your hand leaves his hair.

“Please, let me fuck you like you deserve” He asks politely while you’re panting heavily. At this point, his dick is the only thing you’ve been wanting. It’s been a while, too long.

You agree with a nod and he doesn’t hesitate to lift you up and put you gently on the kitchen counter. He used to make love to you for hours on it, it was the perfect height. He could fuck you from the front with your legs over his shoulders or from the back with your boobs pressed against the cold granite countertop.

He takes a moment to appreciate your body and watches you all vulnerable and needy for him. He wants to make you cry, to make you beg for more because he knows you will want more. He’s the only one who knows what’s best for you.

As you adjust your body on the counter, Simon hurries to take his fully hard boner out of his pants and boxers. It’s bigger than you remember, covered of his precum and ready to stuff you full of his semen.

You bite your lip in anticipation the moment he grips your thigh to holds it up. He’s so hot when he’s on top, his eyebrows are furrowed as he lines up his dick with the hole of your soaked cunt.

He puts it in with a low “fuck” escaping his lips. You feel so good around him.

Simon pounds into you, his fingers digging into the fat of your thighs, making sure to leave dark bruises on your skin. He’s loosing himself into your folds feeling your burning walls squeeze his cock too much for him to hold his orgasm.

He burries his dick deeply into you, his tip kissing your cervix at each thrust and eventually it begins to feel too stimulating, too good. Simon cums into you but doesn’t stop his hips from moving. The white substance drips down to the counter and his moans are higher and louder. Now, his thrust are messy and uneven because of the overwhelming pleasure he’s feeling trying to bring you to your climax.

You reach it eventually, your own juices melting with his as you two are panting messes. Simon looks at you, at your beautiful face he missed so much. He won’t let you go again.

…

About an hour later, after a good shower, he randomly decides to kiss you and mumbles “I love you”

I know the end is ass idk how to end fics 🤯 and tbh I know that my writing sucks also bc I have great ideas but poor grammar and vocabulary 😓 I promise to get better bear with me 🙌🏾

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[mercur1e]

Just some headcanons about big, tough Simon Riley as a girl dad💗💗💗

Girl dad! Simon on the day his daughter was born, he promised her that he would protect her with every bone in his body. He was scared he would be like his father, but once he saw her little face he crumbled.

Girl dad! Simon who’ll let his daughter put clips and bows in his short blond hair, and lets her put sparkly unicorn lipgloss on his lips without a fuss.

Girl dad! Simon who has tea parties with his daughter, and stifles a chuckle when she gets into arguments with her stuffed animal “guests”.

Girl dad! Simon who cheers for his daughter louder than anyone else at her sports matches. All you hear is a booming “That’s my girl!” from the stands.

Girl dad! Simon who knows every single princess song, and can’t believe it when he starts to sing them on his own time at work.

Girl dad! Simon who tries to make your daughter heart shaped pancakes and fails, but she eats them nonetheless.

Girl dad! Simon who holds back tears when his daughter graduates from kindergarten, he can’t believe she’s getting so big!

Girl dad! Simon who reads his baby girl bedtime stories and matches the voice to the character.

Girl dad! Simon who play fights his daughter at lets her win every time.

Girl dad! Simon who matches halloween costumes with his daughter. Just imagine a big, scary, tattooed man in a fairy costume to match his daughter!

Girl dad! Simon who lets his daughter pick out his watch for work, and in turn he picks out her socks!

Girl dad! Simon who lets his daughter color in his tattoos and lets her put sparkly make up on him.

Girl dad! Simon who would move heaven and earth just to see his daughter smile. 💗

Note: I was in a fluffy mood and I love the thought of tough guys being big softies for their daughters 😭😭 It heals my soul fr!!!

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[xiamentshoneypot]

Based on that trend on TikTok “I’m - of course”but with Simon Riley

Slightly awkward in my description and not proof read

“I’m married to a Lieutenant of course I gossip with the other wives.” His sweet wife started looking into the camera she had to coach her old man husband on how to hold.

The camera cuts to Simon

“I will kill any man that speaks to m’wife” blink blink

Then the camera pans down to her heels and his boots.

“Si you can’t murder a man because he spoke to me that’s silly.” She started to argue

“M’not I will do it with my bare hands” he is absolutely dead serious

The camera cuts back to Mrs.riley

“I’m married to a lieutenant no I can’t run a mile or do any form of pull ups, and he’s kidding about the murder part- no m’not” she was cut off again another very serious blink.

“I’ll strangle ‘em”

“Si you can’t-”

“I’ll take my gloves off and choke him probably just ambush him off the back take him by surprise not because he can beat me but so he can frail his arms in the air and rack his brain for every single sin he’s ever committed to warrant such a death he’ll be gone before it hits him.”

Wow thats your man alright

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[cinnamoodles]

getting into a fandom and reading all the top fics >>>>>

#anthony bridgerton x reader #jason todd x reader #din djarin x reader #hinata shoyo x reader #kageyama x reader #coriolanus x reader #coriolanus snow x reader #spencer reid x reader #kaz brekker x reader #aemond targaryen x reader #daryl dixon x reader #ghost x reader #john price x reader #rafe cameron x reader #james potter x reader #sirius black x reader #remus lupin x reader #peter parker x reader

[backwzzds]

ೃ⁀➷ daddy got you, simon riley

this but with simon. y’all know i love this video

“bet i can make this pretty pussy squirt huh?” simon looked down at you with malevolent eyes. you’re breathing hard and heavy as you strain your neck to look past your chubby tum and watch simon’s assault on your puffy clit.

“nghh!” you’re crying out as his movements against your cunt continues its speed. you began to feel this odd pressure bubble up in your lower region. “s-si—si, si—i have to-i have to pee!” your voice hurries in a high tone as simon stares down between your legs with dark concentrated eyes.

your man chuckles and ignores your cries with the most malevolent grin. unsurprisingly, he knew you weren’t gonna cum normally like you did. no, with the way your pretty cunt was fluttering around his thick fingers more than usual and how your spongy walls gripped his digits like a vice; simon knew exactly what was on the way. “no you dont, sweetheart. ‘s somethin’ else. let it out for daddy, yeah?”

you shake your head urgently, almost feeling as if this was torture, knowing you secretly loved behind held down by your man like this. but you couldn’t hold that burning feeling in your pussy anymore; you had to let go.

“please please, i’m gonna piss myse—“ your mouth falls open as little spurts of clear liquid erupt from your cunt, simon grinning and fastening his assault on your poor clit when the intensity of your orgasmic waterfall increases. you feel tears fall down your heated cheeks as simon’s practically knuckles deep between your legs, still earning that orgasm from you. “oh my g—fuckkk!”

“daddy got you,” he cooed, continuing to rub at your fat nub while you squirted all over him. “daddy got you, lovie. let it all out princess.”

“nghh daddyyy!” you cried out, feeling your breath taken away from you as you couldn’t stop squirting for the next thirty seconds. you don’t know how you had this much built up in you; but the longer simon’s thick digits were inserted into your pussy, the harder you came around him.

when he finally sensed you’d had enough for the night, simon removes his fingers from inside you, eliciting a heavy exhale from you. with a loving kiss to your clit, all puffy from overstimulation, simon places a final kiss on the inside of your thigh with a silent you did good baby in his gesture.

“such a pretty mess you made, mama.”

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[merakidoll]

choking w / ghost !

his cock pumped into you deep and hard. moving your body with his as you both stared into the large mirror eyes connected because you could only imagine what would happen if you didn’t keep them open. your teeth dug into your arm not wanting to let out the loud drawn out sounds that your throat burned to possess. ghost finding it humorous how you didn’t want to prove his point. that you were nothing but his silly subby girl.

“daddies here” he encouraged, his hips thrusting against your ass causing recoil that somehow made him feel as if he was going deeper into the hot cunt that left cream patches around him. tears forming around your eyes because the bubbling in your stomach and tightening in your pussy, made you want to cry for your daddy, let out every moan that you were holding back from stubbornness. and it seemed as tho the universe was also against you.

ghost wrapping his hand around your delicate neck squeezing just a little - to prove his point. from then on, you could feel everything. his pierced nipples rubbing against your back, his cock hitting and poking at your g-spot, balls slapping against your ass - to the jerking of his dick inside of you. you could no longer hold it in. ghost stuffing your pretty pussy as you cried, begging him to allow you to cum - that you were in fact his silly subby girl and would do absolutely anything for him.

#ghost x black reader #ghost x reader #ghost smut #simon riley x you #simon riley smut #simon riley x black reader #simon riley x reader #simon ghost x reader #simon ghost riley smut #cod smut #call of duty smut #cod x black reader #cod x reader #call of duty x reader

[littlemochabunni]

To whoom must I send my ask too to inquire some ghost x black hybrid!bunny girl reader?

I’ll send as many great thanks and will def kiss the ground you walk on cause my brain is killing trying to me

EDIT:

I will be adding everything ask i send to these amazing writers here and on my reading masterlist

Please show these writers love by reblogging their work, likes can only get them so far 🥺💗

Ask

Bunny- diejager

A helping hand- bunnywritesjunk

Bunny reader x ghost- pieckyghost

Needy bunny- diejager

#simon riley imagine #simon riley smut #simon ghost riley #simon ghost riley x black reader #simon ghost riley smut #simon ghost x reader #ghost x black reader #ghost x hybrid!bunny #cod x black reader #ghost smut #ghost x black!reader #ghost x bunny!reader

[cookiepie111]

Men who slip a wedding ring on your finger while they're fucking you dumb. You're as married in his mind now

Tag your favourite fictional man

#yandere könig x reader #yandere x reader #male yandere x reader #könig x reader #ghost x reader #i think this could work really well for older men #cod x reader #x black reader #anime x reader #yandere ghost x reader #yandere ghost #crocodile x reader

[lxvvie]

fuck nasty!Ghost who shows you how much he misses you.

You were out running errands, leaving Simon, home from his latest deployment, to his own devices. All was going well—so you thought—until you heard the telltale ping of your phone and saw that he had texted you.

Simon probably needed you to pick something up for him on the way home. Mm. Doable. You opened the text under that innocent assumption.

And you know what they say about making assumptions.

Because right there in front of your very eyes was a picture of underwear. Your underwear. Your favorite pair of underwear. Your favorite pair of underwear you'd been searching for while you were getting dressed this morning.

They were covered in cum. Simon's cum.

You receive another text not even a second later: Miss you, sweetheart.

It was a miracle you didn't drop your phone.

#this is in response to the anon who sent me the ask about ghost and the underwear. #I had deleted the wrong ask by accident. I'm so sorry! #nsfw. #fuck nasty!ghost #call of duty modern whorefare. #call of duty #call of duty modern warfare #simon ghost riley #ghost call of duty #simon riley x you #simon ghost riley x reader #ghost x reader #simon ghost riley x you #ghost x you #simon riley x reader #call of duty x reader #cod x you #x poc reader #x black reader #x plus size reader #task force 141

[darkmemesworld]

Why when im scrolling through a tag i flashed by cho0chie 😦?

All jokes aside i had posted a meme and not even 3 minutes later it got flagged.. and im starting to see a lot of prn bots is it just me??? But why did my stuff get flagged but bots thats are showing naked people still up 🤔

#black panther #shuri x reader #spider man: across the spider verse #miles morales x reader #marc spector x reader #leon kennedy x reader #mortal kombat x reader #cod x black reader #darkmemeworld #clark kent x reader #carlos oliveria x reader #keegan p. russ x reader #cod x reader #black reader #earth 42 miles morales x reader #erik killmonger x reader #into the spider verse #namor x reader #cod mw2 #simon ghost riley #task force 141 x reader

[klipkillakai]

this is how i see simon riley xp

#black fem reader #black reader smut #simon ghost riley #simon riley smut #simon riley x reader #simon riley x you #simon ghost x reader #good googly moogly