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inhan---inhan · 1 year
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yooo-lets-go · 5 months
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Dear followers, today I offer you: this bullshit
Tomorrow: who knows
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scarletevening · 5 months
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gentle [ kyle 'gaz' gerrick ]
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hes the biggest, whiniest, bf i just know it
cw: none, domestic, established relationship, gn! reader.
Kyle can't even wait until he's fully dried off before he tugs on his clothes, jumping through the door of your shared bathroom, feet thumping on the hardwood floor as he head to your bedroom. He grins, almost maniacally, leaping onto the bed as you stare at him in horror, "Kyle!" You laugh together, your hands in the air as you fear his bellowing weight crashing onto you. He cackles into your skin, muscular arms caging around your waist as he tugged you into his chest, "God, I've fuckin' missed ya." He smiles into your hair, pulling back to gently press his lips to yours. Kyle squeezes you, groaning and growling playfully as he pulled your over to lay on top of him. You laughed, crying out his name as you collided with him again. Lips met each other once again, messy and smiling as his hands dug into your hair. He couldn't help it, how in the very moment his hands met your skin, his eyes swelled with tears. He didn't want you to see, the man you called your big brave boyfriend, Kyle, crying at the sight of your gentle body hidden in the far too thick comforter. Kyle couldn't help it, tears sinking down his flushed cheeks as he kisses you with the passion of the months he couldn't. You pull away from him, his lips following yours in reluctance. He whines, so pathetic and desperate for you love that you can only laugh. Just a moment, enough for you lips to whisper before his lips pressed against your again, "I've missed you too."
i want him, i wanna cuddle with him and kiss his forehead before bed.
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gomzdrawfr · 14 days
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tactax-art · 11 months
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"You should know that if you kiss me, all you'll get is a mouth full of nightmares and sand," Ghost murmurs quietly as he glances down at Soap's lips, "I'm not flesh and bone anymore."
"I don't care, not as long as it would make you happy," Soap whispers in return, lips dragging along Ghost's jaw.
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temeyes · 4 months
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pulled up beautiful baddie @shyravenns in a secret santa!! and i had the honor to draw papa nik with his soft cub just for her!! mwah mwah, much love shy!!
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wrylu · 1 month
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be careful, you might make his ego too big!!
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sunfishsiestalah · 1 year
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havana, early 1970s
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raethethey · 5 months
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im also being so critical of any fanfiction i read rn and i feel so bad. like if its obvious that english might not be their first language, thats usually so okay with with me. but if it is and its written badly i fucking hate it. and thats horrible of me. i should be either giving nice constructive criticism (if theyve asked for it!!!) or just turn away bc this is not for me! instead i want to tear my eyes out and never read fanfiction again.
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wow. you have issues.
(1) telling people to “seek God” and assuming people are religious and believe in that? yikes. red flag.
(2) you’re literally shaming people for having a libido and engaging with sexual content in their own private lives, and having some fun—that’s another red flag and not cool. you clearly have some internalized issues with sex lol.
(3) it’s fucking FICTIONAL CONTENT, what the fuck is so wrong with liking fictional characters and wanting to talk about it? you don’t get to dictate and control what other people look at online. telling people to “seek God/help” for experiencing attraction to a character and reading fics??? wtf is wrong with you? extreme much? like this has to be satire, you can’t be fucking serious. that’s the kind of shit you say to a pedophile, or a rapist, or a murderer, or a bigot actively trying to ruin someone’s life, not some random person reading some fanfiction.
fuck you and your gifsets. I’ve followed and supported you for YEARS, but nah, you can go fuck yourself. I’ve seen you being a bitch to your own followers and people who support your content over and over, treating them like shit, having a conniption fit because people comment IN THE TAGS of a reblog of one of your gifsets or bc someone thirsted over a hot fictional guy from a game you also play. ‘god’ forbid anybody do anything outside of your ridiculous ruleset and dictatorship or they’re “not allowed to follow your precious public blog!” fucking private/password your blog then. stop making gifs. leave.
you’re on Tumblr dot com, a public website where the whole point of it is to reblog and add on commentary! people have every right to say something, and why WOULDN’T you want people to compliment the gifs or you or thank you for them? why in your mind are people “not allowed” to talk about their fav character in a gifset? you’re the only person out of THOUSANDS I’ve ever seen in the past 10 years bitching about people commenting on content here. at least people reblogged your shit, you ungrateful fuck.
you come off as a narcissistic, entitled, spoiled brat and have some serious anger issues. you’re the one that needs help, and not from some magical guy in the sky. get off Tumblr. you’d be doing the site a favour. one less dickhead amongst the circus.
“dni if you read fics!!!!!” that’s a new one. 😂🤡
holyshit what did I wake up to... lets go through this- whatever this is point by point shall we... cause I have a lot to say. buckle up!
first of all, yes I have issues, didn't I make it as clear as a sunny fucking day? everything I say or do, I bitch about it and I talk shit about it here. I legit don't care about what people say or think about me, I'm past that point in my life. tumblr drama? what is this? 2018?2019? grow the fuck up. I didn't make this blog for aesthetics and to coddle everyone who follows me. you like my content? I appreciate the shit out of you. you dont? I cant force you to like my posts nor gifs. but my blog my rules, dont like it? skedaddle.
"(1) telling people to “seek God” and assuming people are religious and believe in that? yikes. red flag." what of it even if someone didn't have religious beliefs? when I say that I mean get fucking cleansed you filthy bitches cause yall need to after consuming/create that type of media.
but no, all that bullshit going on on this fucking site that I've mentioned and you're worried about me pushing religious beliefs on people? and just basically say 'you're telling people to seek god? what if they dont believe in one? ugh so offensive' is kind of dumb really.
"(3) it’s fucking FICTIONAL CONTENT, what the fuck is so wrong with liking fictional characters and wanting to talk about it? you don’t get to dictate and control what other people look at online. telling people to “seek God/help” for experiencing attraction to a character and reading fics??? wtf is wrong with you? extreme much? like this has to be satire, you can’t be fucking serious. that’s the kind of shit you say to a pedophile, or a rapist, or a murderer, or a bigot actively trying to ruin someone’s life, not some random person reading some fanfiction." I never mentioned anything about liking a fictional character, or talked shit about someone liking one or reading fanfictions, did I go around and say 'oh you like ghost? fuck you you dont get to like him and read fanfics about him'. you missed every damn post I made. me ranting werent about people liking the characters or reading fanfics, my problem was with people consuming and creating the filthy, degenerate, pervy content made for the characters that I love.
and for fucks sake I talk about how I'm in love with fictional characters, you say you followed me for 'years and YEARS' yet you couldn't really understand the whole shtick of this blog, like the dumbass you are. I made this blog to rant and solely talk about how much I'm in love with fictional characters! and I go out of my way to seek out fanfictions on here and other sites. what an absolute imbecilic of being you are lmao.
also this phrase “seek God/help” like out of everything I said, and you took THAT to heart? and made a whole ass paragraph for it. religious point aside its a common phrase even an atheist can use, how old are you?
"fuck you and your gifsets. I’ve followed and supported you for YEARS, but nah, you can go fuck yourself. I’ve seen you being a bitch to your own followers and people who support your content over and over, treating them like shit, having a conniption fit because people comment IN THE TAGS of a reblog of one of your gifsets or bc someone thirsted over a hot fictional guy from a game you also play. ‘god’ forbid anybody do anything outside of your ridiculous ruleset and dictatorship or they’re “not allowed to follow your precious public blog!” fucking private/password your blog then. stop making gifs. leave." supported me for years and years yet you didn't know me well enough to read what i fucking wrote. and somehow you remember that i used to bitch about people leaving comments on my gifs cause it used to irritate me back in the day. it seems like you only pick up the bad habits about someone and keep them in your memories for some reason, and send them an ask like this to them when you dont like how they are anymore. (also get your facts clear man, I didn't bitch about people leaving comments in the tags I actually encouraged it, I bitched about people leaving comments IN the posts themselves. again another wrong fact about me).
"stop making gifs. leave" nah I don't think I will. I'll make even more, and bitch about how much i don't like people demolishing the characters I love even MORE now cause man, as tilted I am right now, I am MOTIVATED to make gifs even more now. oh my god you gave me something to work on!! just watch how many gifs i post this week :)
"you’re on Tumblr dot com, a public website where the whole point of it is to reblog and add on commentary! people have every right to say something, and why WOULDN’T you want people to compliment the gifs or you or thank you for them? why in your mind are people “not allowed” to talk about their fav character in a gifset? you’re the only person out of THOUSANDS I’ve ever seen in the past 10 years bitching about people commenting on content here. at least people reblogged your shit, you ungrateful fuck." its a public site but it's my blog, I get to post WHATEVER the fuck I want, I don't also tag these posts in the general media tags so it stay IN my blog, now if you you don't like it? simple enough. leave. also when have I ever said something or been ungrateful when someone liked my gifs??? that shit will send me over the moon even if the post didn't receive traction. holyshit youre dumb as fuck! my god I'm flabbergasted. someone leaving nice comments in the tags of a gif post, is a gif maker's wet dream! but of course you didn't know that cause why would you, or rather how would you cause you're dumb as fuck. what I bitched about wasnt someone leaving a nice comments in the TAGS so I can keep the post 'clean', I was bitching about people leaving comments on the fucking post itself and let me tell you they were NOT 'complements'. now if you didn't see that then not only you're dumb af, you're blind too.
"you come off as a narcissistic, entitled, spoiled brat and have some serious anger issues. you’re the one that needs help, and not from some magical guy in the sky. get off Tumblr. you’d be doing the site a favour. one less dickhead amongst the circus." narcissistic? I'm not too sure about it, I fucking hate myself that sometimes I'm suicidal and if you call that narcissism, then you need to fix your vocabulary. entitled? yes entitle to keep the filth out of my fucking blog that is. spoiled brat? yeah I've been spoiled with all the support that I've received recently from everyone who enjoyed my creations, and agree with my points that I've made about how degenerate cod fandome can be, and if by brat you mean being mature and express how some of the content in this fandom are just abominations, then yeah I'm a brat. also I fucking hate that word cause it's been in too many kinky fanfics that I managed to avoid, WHICH WAS THE TOPIC I WAS BITCHING ABOUT THE PAST TWO DAYS!
this isn't the first time I've been called all that cause I expressed what felt, and I'm sure it wont be the last either cause fucking brain dead, dumbasses like you exist in this site. and no amount of anon asks like this will make me get "off tumblr". you calling me a dickhead is fucking ironic considering what you sent over anon filter. fucking tiny dick, bitchless, maidenless, behavior.
"“dni if you read fics!!!!!” that’s a new one. 😂🤡" MY GOD! you are the dumbest anon I've received istg.
cry me a fucking river, you're expecting me to be grateful for having a follower like you? oh how you fucking wish. you lost all respect the moment you put on the anon filter on to send this abomination instead of sending sending one to actually have a debate or discuss it. oh I am so fucking glad you're gone.
and you also have some balls, coming here talking shit about how I keep ranting about stuff I didnt like, why dont YOU talk about it in your "own private blog"? I shit talk about how I hated the content some people made about my favorite characters, mischaracterized them or fetishized them in horrible ways. how I didn't appreciate the fact that people were going off and making filthy fanfictions about my favorite characters where they're being dicked down in the asshole and mouth at the same time, or how they're having their way with the supposed reader and they 'sharing them' with the others.
but you? you crossed the line that people don't cross in respect for others by sending this ask, not only you did that, you did it as a pussy ass bitchy anonymous. I hope you sleep well at night after you left this in my inbox. not only you sent a 'hate ask' you went out of your way to ask me to stop doing the only thing I love doing (beside shitposting and bitching) on this site, you made yourself look like a fucking clown by taking everything I ranted about the past two days out of context, and completely misinterpreting everything i posted.
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and ironically you send a clown emoji so fitting
now all that aside, all this hypothetically speaking cause I aint a weak bitch and have managed to survive thus far; after you sending this 'nice ask' to me, what if I became suicidal again? what if I got tipped over the edge and completely disappeared from the site like you wanted by the nice words you sent? would you have taken the responsibility? would it be on your conscience that you ruined someone's life by sending a petty ass ask like this? do you really think this was a good idea? either you're getting roasted or taking responsibility of someone's demise. take that into consideration and think next time before you say some stupid shit like this.
there's an unspoken rule amongst people on this site. you don't send hate asks even if you're at your last straw. you unfollow and block people, but you did neither of those. and no matter how bad of a person is behind that blog you don't fucking tell them to 'get off tumblr' or tell them to stop doing what they love. you have absolutely no fucking right.
I wonder, how does it feel to act all 'holier than thou' then being wrong about everything you said. it also seems like you spent a little too much time on this ask cause I see those italic and bold words, man get a life, practice a hobby or just shut the fuck up. you could try to say that about me but I am FURIOUS right now. and goddamn motivated.
but yeah good fucking riddance. one less whiny bitch to worry about.
what a fucking dumbass...
I made the last post about people who likes 'pervy!141 hcs, kinky cumslut fanfics, and degenerate content' and told them to DNI because I've reached my limit, I told them to stay the fuck away from my blog, because I don't appreciate when people make scenarios about my favorite characters taking it in the ass and mouth at the same time, or associate them dark degenerate type of media, I dont want them near my blog and I certainly don't seek them out. all that happened recently is only because I went out my ways, which I rarely do, to seek some decent ass fanfictions. then, and only then I've encountered this stinky bull fucking shit.
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angelsdean · 1 year
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romanticizing the beach a lot in my writing for a girl who does not like the beach 
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catgirl--butch · 10 months
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handgun likers when fps/tps games hates your fave genre of gun
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rookiesbookies · 4 months
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Please I need more strength kink like you wrote for König but for the text of the COD men. Does Soap show off and lift heavier when he sees you saunter into the gym? Does Ghost try not to pay attention as you stare? I am down bad for these boys
So this is the most recent ask Ive gotten but dont fret my other requesters, yalls are taking more time bc they’re longer form pieces (I dont want to spoil but honeymoon/consummation night with Ghost (doing some research for this one), some Konig wifey bits (there’s two or three), and Ghost’s wife wearing his mask) Im so excited you all are interacting with me I just wanna say. I love you all *MUAH* big kiss.
Also I took Keegan off this one bc I don’t think I have a lot of Keegan fans reading? (ik I love him tho) so if anyone wants it just put a comment and I’ll write one and edit it so its in here.
Edit right here: I put Keegan down at the bottom. Dw Keegan girlies he’s here now.
Another edit: I put Krueger bc a reblog asked for it
Without much more here’s:
Strength Kink with the 141
Masterlist is pinned as always, also let me know if yall want any as full blown fics.
Price
Price is an “old dog” as he calls himself. He knows he’s getting softer, the wrinkles are setting in, he doesn't quite have the body he used to as a LT. Kinda got a dad bod after adopting 3 boys.
First time he sees you drool over him? He is down fucking bad. Will do anything to see his sweet lady all red in the face over him again.
Fucking saunters over to you, hits you with “you can feel if ya like, love. Go on.” just holds his arms away from his chest while he’s in his tank top.
If you take him up on this offer (and I assume yall are dating at this point) and even just grab at a peck, he is tense. His abs are tight, his butt is clenched, he is doing it all to seem like he still has his young and sharp LT body.
He knows you dont care and love his dad bod and all his soft pillowy goodness but sometimes he feels like the pillsbury dough boy.
Absolutely would pick you up and carry you bridal style at any chance.
Tells you he’s “just practicing” however he is very clearly showing off.
If you come find him at the gym to drool all over him, that max he was only supposed to do one of per set, he is not repping.
“John, are you sure- I’ve never seen you lift this much you look red-”
“I'm alright, love, just doing my reps trying to set a new pr.” Little do you know that by repping this, this is his new pr.
Gaz and Soap are sitting there mouth open because Price has never done that and not fallen over and now he just KEEPS. GOING.
And Price’s wife just keeps drooling over him as Simon spots the poor guy.
(This is what i mean btw)
Soap
The worst about it of them all.
I'm telling you right now, if you have an oral fixation on his muscles, he will mate for life like a swan. Because if you mark up his muscles he will do EVERY SINGLE WORK OUT shirtless until Ghost is like “Johnny. You look like a slut and smell like a whore with all that cologne. We’re in the bloody gym.”
He will walk around shirtless in the tightest sweatpants to show off his thighs and abs to you.
Will bench press you.
Put your weight on the hip thrust and will call you over or send videos of him doing it.
If you’re sitting somewhere he will just pick you up and move you for the hell of it under the excuse he wanted to sit there just to see you get red.
If you compliment his body once, I'M TELLING YOU ONE TIME, he will buy the TIGHTEST shirts imaginable around the house to show off his shoulders, back, pecs, biceps, and abs.
If you even mention having a bad day, your face is going between his pecs. He also absolutely can do the thing where he can flex them one at a time and he does it 24/7 for fun.
Catch him planking at the gym?
Feeling bold?Let’s shimmy under the poor bastard to look up at him.
“Do push ups.”
“Bonnie, the fuck you mean-”
“Come down, get a kiss, and go back up?”
“And if I fall? Which I won’t but I gotta ask.”
“Can’t feel any worse than when you dive onto the bed to wake me up in the mornings.”
He’s floored. Goes down, gets his kiss, comes up.
Price has watched Soap do more pushups than he ever has outside of a punishment when he was in basic training. Johnny has half the mind to let himself drop, smoother you in sweaty hugs and kisses. But he doesn’t. Not until he’s shown off. It’s embarrassing how much sweat is dripping from him though. He’ll just say you both need a shower.
Ghost
Totally doesn't flex when he hugs you.
Oh you think he does?
If you ask him, you’re wrong. Simon is the most casual of them all.
He’ll just randomly pick you up.
Like throw you over his shoulder, hold you like a koala, bridal style, you name it. Unlike Price, who is more careful about it, Simon has been doing exercises to work on his balance so he can safely carry you down a flight on stairs.
If he catches you staring, its over for him. He’s blushing under his lil mask, acting like he doesnt see you.
If you walk up and open your mouth to talk to him, he’s not listening to a word of that blabbery. He’s focused on the way you watch his legs while he’s in the leg press. How if he flexes a bit more you have the pause so you don’t choke on your words.
If you’re the bold on and you get down to the level of his head because he can’t easily escape this machine right now to say something. I'm thinking like a “Simon, I’m going to need a thigh riding session at 1800 hours. Put that on your damn schedule.” And just walk out. Don’t elaborate.
He’s struggling to get out of the machine, considering chasing after you, possibly having a stroke over it. He’s so flustered he’s down right gasping for air. If he didn’t have shit to do today he’d scoop you up and show you want all these muscles could do just to get you to feel like how flustered he is.
Konig
(see the fic about his wife seeing him lift, its on my masterlist (its pinned))
Gaz
By the time you’ve started dating, you know Gaz is jacked. Just look at him ffs. Anyone could see it.
So you do the only reasonable thing and insist on being his gym partner.
And in turn he will insist on spotting your squats.
If you get so nervous you fail a set his plan springs into action. Bro has it lifted in one hand. He doesn't care if it's a lot. He WILL be lifting it in one hand just so you can see how strong he is.
“Kiss for your savor?” He asks.
“Sure.” You reply, pecking his lips.
But no no no.
“Love, I meant you’re actual savor.” He’d say, flexing that one arm and pointing to it.
Just roll your eyes and do it. It’s easier.
He is GLOWING for the rest of the day. He will now take any and all opportunities to lift heavy things for you.
That big box? Lifted. Come kiss his muscles. Cuz if you don’t he's picking you up and putting you in air jail for being ungrateful.
I feel like because Gaz is so lean its kinda a sleeper build situation? Could be completely using that term wrong but IDC.
Lowkey loves nothing more than you feeling up his abs under his shirt when yall are going to bed. Like your hands feel so nice on them when he’s flexing extra hard so they’re rock solid for you.
First time yall cuddled he almost passed out because he was trying to keep his muscles flexed for so long.
Edit: here’s Keegan
Keegan
Keegan was always walking around the house in the sluttiest tank tops and the lowest waist line sweatpants you’ve ever seen.
He had been showing off since he first met you, so I’ll tell you how it happened.
What did he wear on your first date? Tight ass t shirt and a leather jacket with black jeans.
He essentially was giving a strip show when he slowly took off that jacket, made sure you were watching when he did it with a smug look.
“What wrong, doll? Distracted?” He was definitely flexing hard. Pecs and biceps on full display and don't get me started on how he was clenching to get his abs to show through.
He made sure to get real close to.
Oh dear is that a dirty puddle, let him just… yk… casually pick you up to carry you over the smallest puddle ever.
And when he’s at the gym? You are getting tons of selfies. Those videos of him curling weights that are slightly too heavy all because he knows you like the sound of the groans he makes as he struggles to lift it. Oh he is hip thrusting your weight and a half, so you know you’ll never be too heavy. There’s a video he sent that was 10+ minutes of just him thrusting your weight. You honestly thought it was looped.
Oh and he carries your weight when he runs on the treadmill so he knows he and run and keep you safe if need be.
Here’s Krueger (i got carried away, enjoy)
Krueger:
Sebstian knows he’s already strong.
Picking you up and benching you is his favorite hobby. The way you can't help but giggle and he has to scold you to stop wiggling.
He’s always throw around his weight with you. He knows he’s a big. He loves to lay on you to stop you from moving.
Loves to have you lay on his torso with the weight at his hips as he works on his hip thrusts. Got kicked out of a gym because it was dangerous so he got weights to do it at home. Will do it shirtless so you can trace his tattoos.
Definitely has never told you he committed murder because he doesn’t want you to stop looking at him like he’s your savior as you rub his sore muscles.
God he loves having you rub his muscles, he just tries not to drool as you rub his calves and biceps with all the force your hands can muster to gently rub the knots away. One time he felt so good he almost cried as you rubbed one out of the back of his neck, he got so bricked he couldnt help it he felt like he was gasping for air the pleasure was so intense.
He’d never tell you that tho, no he’d rather die and speak up and tell you how good it feels when your massage his muscles while planting small kisses after every knot you work out. Definitely going to keep asking you to work his aches away… wonder if he can convince you he has a knot in his dick, no no wouldn’t do that to you not yet.
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brightjimini · 3 months
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some recent fanfic recs☑️
for: moonknight, batman/battinson/ jason todd/ cod
some are 18+ (please just dont read if you are not):***
the link is my short amazing *sarcasm* review, jokes aside go read them and show them love. also most of these are longer fics! (i think all are x fem!reader if yall want a gn!reader let me know)
moonknight 🌙
this whole series is 10/10 by @januaryembrs
the way jake is portrayed *heart eyes* by @phantomspiderr
just dropped their whole mlist here so you can binge read by @st4rymoon ***
i am a sucker for hurt comfort by @vintagemulti
batman 🦇
most prob already read this series BUT ILL NEVER GET OVER IT by @jangofctts ***
i just love sad bruce by @the-wintershade
nightwing longtime friend reader x bruce on pollen need i say more by @imaginedisish ***
the way bruce is portrayed A M A Z I N G by @vigilvntes
normally im not really into pregnancy fics but this one ooooh the tension, the angst, the buildup… by @afro-hispwriter *** (just read everything she wrote while your at it)
jason todd ♦️
recently did not read that many red hood fics😞
i actually have not read this one yet bcs of school but it is long and it sounds good by @lightwing-s
cod 💀
this series has me in a chokehold zombie apocalypse universe reader x single dad ghost with a KID now that i think about it its so genius to put ghost who is always kinda cold with a kid in a situation like this and reader by @nsharks
now the legend cod writer made a merman price fic.. im sold ofc by @halcyone-of-the-sea
i hardly see colonel reader fics and i found out i like them (x ghost and angst) by @bits-and-babs ***
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xcixmoon · 1 year
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zero - part I
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this is a series!!
reminder, most of my stories are 18+ - keep in mind when reading.
ultimate masterlist
zero masterlist
note: i just recently started playing cod again (cold war era slightly brought me back) im sry if i make mistakes!! feel free to call me out if you have better knowledge than i lol
simon 'ghost' riley x reader ; lt!ghost x rookie!reader ; simon riley x reader ; simon 'ghost riley x fem!reader
warnings: strong language and violence.
THIS A 18+ BLOG.
the setting is a year into reader being in task force 141. timelines may be different than what is represented in game campaign(s) and such. i've played the campaign twice (bc im down terribly for ghost) so i will be modifying parts of the campaign as i include them in this part of the story. this part relied heavily on the campagin to build up what im working towards.
ten minute read, unedited.
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"i'll do it," soap speaks up.
alejandro looked at soap, "you go in there and they'll kill you."
soap knew this but he wanted to stop a missile, he was determined to get the mission done. you knew it was a big risk to let soap go in, "i'll go with him as well." you finally spoke up.
ghost, soap, alejandro, and graves all looked at you.
"no way in hel-" graves began, "i'm not letting soap go in alone. we have a better shot at showing them that two people have good intel. especially the intel that they desire, no?" you cut him off.
ghost kept his eyes on you, "we both offer intel in exchange to meet with sin nombre." you told them.
alejandro looked over at ghost to see if he had anything to say but just met with a gaze that didnt say much, "if sin nombre is there, we pounce." soap brought their attention back.
he gave you a small nod in agreement.
"if you both go in, you'll need someone to keep eyes and ears around. ill go in as one of the guards." alejandro agreed.
ghost said nothing until, "ill take overwatch. have shadows circle the target in a helo."
graves took a look at the ground, "roger that." he finally agreed. he took a patch off his vest and handed it to you, "theyre gonna want proof. give them it."
you agreed at you took the patch, "lets gear up." graves told everyone as you all headed out to your positions.
"eyes on soap and zero?" graves asked ghost.
ghost scouted the building before noticing you both at the front gate. a guard shot his weapon towards your feet, ordering you both to get down on the ground.
"got visual." ghost commed back.
one of the guards hit soap on the back of the knee causing him to fall onto his knees - the other roughly grabbed you and pushed you on to the floor next to him.
one of the guards spoke on his walkie.
the two guards put a black bag over your heads, not being able to see a thing as they forced you both to start walking.
"they got them both now." ghost said as he kept a close eye on you both.
he noticed that the guards separated you and soap once you entered the gate entrance. you tried to whisper for soap but only to cause the guard that was directing you to shove you. "camina!" a man said in spanish.
fuckin hell.
you were shoved to take a seat somewhere. you had no clue to where you were and surprisingly no one was speaking to you yet and demanding for what you were there for.
soaps pov
the bag was yanked off his head and met with alejandro in a elevator, "alejandro?"
soap looked around to see it was only him and alejandro.
"where's zero?" he asked confused.
alejandro shook his head, "no clue, they didnt say much after taking you both in. ill try to find her once i get you where needed."
soap was confused but kept his mind on the end goal. "I want you to tell them everything like we talked about. tell them the whole truth and nothing but the truth." alejandro reminded him
"even y-" before soap could continue the elevator door opened.
zeros pov
you were left in a room for what felt like an eternity. you managed to slip off the bag from your head to see where the hell you were at least.
you were in just a plain room with you sitting right in the middle. you noticed that there were no guards around and tried to manage your way out of the ropes that were bounding your wrists together.
you tried everything you could but nothing worked.
this is going to hurt, isnt it?
you dislocated your thumb and managed to squeeze one hand out.
fuck.
you popped your thumb back into place to untie the rest of the rope that was left.
you walked up to a door and pressed your ear against it and heard no voices on the other side but it was locked. you tried to search any part of the room to break the lock but there was no luck in material to do so.
you heard commotion coming from outside the door and noticed the handle began to move. you quickly sat back in the seat and pretended to only have had moved the bag that once sat on your head.
one guard walked in after he finished yelling across the hall to whoever, "why are you here?" he asked in spanish.
you ignored him at first but noticed a keycard resting on his belt loop, "i want to talk to sin nombre." you told him.
the man looked at you crazy and said nothing in return, he turned his back to you as he started walking out the door. you took this chance to quickly wrap the rope around his neck.
you covered his mouth to suppress his struggles as he tried to fight back. you twisted his neck causing his body to go limp within seconds.
easy bastard.
you grabbed his pistol and whatever else you could use as a weapon along with the keycard and made your way out the room.
ghosts pov
ghost finally got on comms with soap after speaking with sin nombres personal sicaria.
"where's zero?" ghost asked through the ear piece.
soap gave a glance to alejandro, "no clue, L.t." soap responded.
"alejandro?" ghost asked him to speak up.
"they separated them, wasn't able to find her when soap was busy with sin nombres personal sicaria." alejandro finally confessed.
ghost looked through his scope to see if he could see you through any of the bedroom windows but no luck, "find her alejandro and soap you try to get the keycard to the penthouse." he ordered.
"understood." alejandro commed back.
this just became a sticky situation.
zeros pov
you quickly realized that you were nowhere near where you wanted to be. as you managed to try to make you way up the house, you took note what was in the house and the voices that filled the rooms. you heard men snorting as they took a big hits.
you didnt want your trail too hot so you tried to keep your distance from killing anybody. it was driving you mad that you have no comms with the rest of your team.
you found yourself in a empty room and found a safe sitting in the closet, "nice." you whispered to yourself.
a sniper rifle was sitting in it with some cash and armor.
you quickly put the armor on and the rifle along with it.
"sin nombre called for us, lets go." you heard voices speak out the door. you heard footsteps rushing as the words finished.
sin nombre is here.
you confirmed with yourself.
you scouted the hallway once more to see if any stragglers were following the group of men - the coast was clear. you took your time paying attention to the direction of the rushed footsteps and followed.
you noticed the men rushed through a door, "sin nombre..." one of the men tried to speak but sin nombre shushed them as you listened through the door.
"the packages arrive on schedule." you heard a female voice say.
sin nombre is a woman?
you couldnt make out the conversation much as it sounded like sin nombre was pacing around the room. the voice finally concluded the conversation as they turned their attention once again to the men who were told to be present.
"you idiots!" the voice yelled, "you better find whoever the hell you let escape." she warned them.
she was talking about you.
you wondered why they weren't on high alert after knowing you were missing. "the guest cannot know anything is wrong, i have enough shit to handle because you fools cant do simple tasks!" she yelled once more in spanish.
guests?
"hey!" a voice yelled from behind you in spanish. you turned to notice a man has a gun pointed at you already. you wanted to fight your way out but that would be pointless as sin nombre and her men were just inside the other room.
the men roughly grabbed you and restrained you. they took your weapons and opened the door that sin nombre was in.
"let go of me..." you cursed at the men in their native tongue.
you noticed the woman standing before you, "whats this? is this the one you idiots somehow managed to lose?" she asked. she knew the answer already but wanted her dogs to respond.
"so you're sin nombre..." you looked at her. "i wanted a meeting with you but your dogs couldn't do a simple task to give me what i wanted." you said as you tried to move your body away.
soap and alejandros pov
"ghost," alejandro spoke, "no sign of zero but we made our way to sin nombres door."
ghost cursed under his breath, "get PID."
"snake cam is set, get PID on sin nombre." alejandro told soap.
soap looked into the cam and seen that you were standing there, restrained. "fuckin' hell." soap cursed.
soap moved his attention away from the snake cam and looked at alejandro, "what is it, hermano?" he aske him.
"its zero and the woman i spoke to earlier? its valeria, she's sin nombre." he told him.
ghosts voice came through the ear piece, "did you just say zero is with sin nombre?" he wanted confirmation but graves pulled the team back to the task that was needed.
"we need sin nombre, lets wrap this up." graves told them, "we got PID on sin nombre, get her."
alejandro and soap looked at each other and understood what needed to be done.
get you out alive as well as sin nombre.
"we're moving in, you ready?" alejandro asked.
"check." said graves.
"ghost?"
"ready." said ghost.
zeros pov
you heard the doors behind you burst open and sin nombre grabbed you from her men. you tried to fight her but she held a knife to your face when you notice a helicopter was above you both.
"let me go and she lives." sin nombre told graves and his men.
you notice soap and alejandro pointing their weapons at her. her grip tightened on you, "dont!" you told them.
you know that your team would've taken the shot if given the chance but you needed her alive and unhurt. "yeah... dont." sin nombre mocked.
"put the knife down!" soap ordered her, as soap ordered her to do so she dragged the knife on your cheek causing you to bleed.
you cursed at the pain but soon heard the knife fall to the ground as it followed a tazing sound. "secure the target!" graves told soap and alejandro.
time skip to 02 november 2022
"ghost! i have the controls to the missile." you commed to him.
"how the hell did you manage to do that?" he asked you while looking at graves.
"you took too long getting your asses up here." was all you said, "i dont think i can disarm it. its too late for that." you told them.
"making our way up to you," graves responded.
you seen ghost, soap and graves rushing in the room you were standing in.
you didnt specialize in aborting missiles but you tried everything you could from the knowledge that you did have, "abort code wont work." you told graves.
graves reported to shepherd about the situation at hand, "if we cant disarm we must detonate." you heard him say.
"zero! on the controls." graves ordered you.
soap and ghost took guard of the your flank as you grabbed the controls.
"what are we going to detonate the missile on?" you asked graves.
graves shook his head as he messed with the pad, "on the oil rig. its the only chance we got!"
you looked at ghost.
ghost understood what was said with just a look and ordered alejandro and his team to clear the rig.
you followed graves' orders to cause the missile to detonate on the oil rig causing graves to throw a small celebration as you were able to stop the missile from its inital target.
"good work. get ready to get home." shepherd told you all over comms.
you gave soap a small fist bump as he raised his hand asking for one.
ghost gave you a pat on the shoulder.
you lot made your way back to transportation to head back to alejandros base. you were stuck in the middle of ghost and soap in the backseat.
soap had eventually fell asleep on the ride back and you were too uncomfortable as soap made the backseat practically his bed. you noticed that ghost was pressed against the door and moved one of his arms to rest on the head rest behind you to possibly give you more space.
you couldnt tell if he was feeling uncomfortable or if he was just being his usual quiet self as he stared off in the distance out the window but you were thankful that he tried to make space for you.
you noticed the cars ahead of you stopped near the entrance of alejandros base.
graves got out of his car and alejandro followed.
their voices were muffled, you nudged soap to wake him up to get out. "get up, johnny." ghost said before exiting the car - you followed ghost as soap was the last to exit.
"step away from the gate." said graves.
alejandro looked at graves with a questionable expression, "this is my base." alejandro told.
"im taking over," said graves - he turned to look at you, soap and ghost, "you all have been relieved. thank you for your service." he told us.
"graves?" you asked.
"i need you all to leave." he looked at you.
soap stepped in, "you're out of line, graves." he told him. graves pointed his finger at you all, "dont do something you will regret." he warned.
ghost stepped infront of you, "is that a threat?" ghost asked.
"you should know i dont make treats but promises." said graves.
you rolled your eyes at him but no one could see, "does shepherd know?!" you asked finally peaking behind from ghost.
graves looked at the ground, "it was his idea and he wishes you all well." he said.
"bullshit." you spit at the ground.
as graves continued bickering with you about shepherd and what the hell was going on ghost and soap looked at each other. this wasn't going to end well. graves has a big ego about being a big shot and being the man in charge.
"my men are inside!" finally yelled alejandro.
a smug smile appeared on graves' face, "they've been detained." he told alejandro.
all hell broke loose at those words.
before you knew it ghost stuck a knife in two men that were in front and behind you both. you pulled out your pistol to shoot the man that appeared from behind the car.
ghost looked at you as a thank you for covering him.
you heard soap groan in pain and he fell back, you tried to take a shot at graves but he managed to quickly dodge and you shot the man behind him who caused the wounding shot to soap.
"get out!" ghost yelled to soap. he was struggling from losing blood.
you were willing to stay and take the fight against the dirty bastard graves but ghost pulled you away from the scene when he confirmed that soap made it out.
"its not worth it!" yelled ghost to you.
you listened to your L.t. and followed him, just as you turned your back to focus on what was ahead of you, one of graves' men was able to get a shot on you.
a bullet wound entered from the back and was able to exit out your collarbone, "fuck!" you cursed. ghost stopped quickly to scan what was wrong and seen the wound.
"lets get somewhere safe and we'll take care of it." he reassured you.
to be continued...
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please keep in mind this is a potential slow burn! smutty simon and fluffy simon will make an appearance at some point(s) in the series.
i do not own anything of call of duty or any of the characters. I rewrote some bits of the campaign to include 'zero' for structure for the rest of my story.
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reblog: hello! i woke this morning and decided to check this post and noticed that somehow the story was repeated twice. (oops) but i fixed some errors in spelling and fixed the big issue!! much love.
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This is one of my first times requesting so if I mess anything up please let me know!
I recently encountered the prompt line 'I’m going to ask you how you are and I would like you to answer me honestly.' And my brain has ran WILD with it, If your comfy with it can you do Alejandro or Rudy? Only if your comfy with it! Just delete this ask if you aren't :)
the messier the better anon, nothing in less organised than organised chaos. THE BEST in my opinion. But I’m assuming it’s supposed to be angst and fluff???? Anyway, how about both????
Cw: angst?, fluff, feelings, tell me if I missed any.
He was warm, the spice and sun that clung to his clothes brought comfort to you in soft waves, a slow and gentle wash of his affection and love for someone like you. You couldn’t understand how someone as loved as Alejandro was, could love someone like you, eagerly hold a piece of his heart out without concern for himself, gifting you a space in his welcoming heart. You could almost hear Rudolfo scold you for your thoughts, reminding you that you were important to them, a beating piece of the duo that slowly eased into a trio. 
“Mi cielo, ” Alejandro mumbled, pressing his silken lips on your shoulder, trailing kisses up your neck and grounding you with a strong grip of your hips, rocking you back and forth while he mumbled sweet praises.
You melted in his arms, his pretty, sun-kissed skin and sharp face, his sinful lips and dark eyes, all things that made him so strong and dependable. Your eyes closed tiredly, leaning back against his solid frame, thick arms and chest supporting you when your knees shuddered, weakened by your exhaustion. You wondered what you did to deserve such devotion, such care from respected men: one headstrong and confident leader, and his gentle and quick-witted right-hand. 
“How are you, mi Corazón? ”you blinked when you felt calloused hands hold your limp ones, thumb running over your knuckles and pecking your cheek.
You followed the arm up to a gleeful face, his concerned smile on those pink lips and his warm eyes, the gentle curve of his cheeks and beautiful brows. You tried to smile back, return the courtesy Rudy gave you, to reach from the depth of your being and give him a taste of something you used to fear. You knew he could see the strain on your face, the heavy bags from your fitful sleep and nightmare that haunted your conscience every moment you closed your eyes, but you strived to try for them. 
Lips parting, you rasped out the first words of a familiar reply, the same you always gave— 
“The truth, pro favor, mi Corazón, ” you saw the ache in his chocolate hues, the pained tone of his voice as he locked fingers with you, sturdy and grounding, reminding you that you were in the present and not the past.
“I’m… tired,” you sighed, head bowed forward to lay on his shoulder, nose running up his collar and hiding in his familiar scent. Relaxing further in their shared embrace, nuzzling the scratchy stubble under his jaw, grumbling against his earthy and pepper scent, “But I can’t sleep. They keep waking me up.”
“You could have told us, mi cielo, ” Alejandro cooed, pressing you deeper into Rudy’s arms, knocking his forehead with Rudy’s, “We would have helped you.”
You grumbled a tried: “I know,” that made them both chuckled lightly, “I just.. I didn’t want to bother you.”
“You aren’t a bother, ” Rudy swore, his tone a whisper as if it were a secret to keep between you three.
And Alejandro completed it, a promise written in the stars and in the earth, words whispered into your soul and mind: “You never are.”
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