Lately I’ve Been Haunted With The Idea Of Keeping Soap Company After He Sustains A Major Injury, Asking

obsessed with the idea of onlyfans model! reader x Simon

Maybe you’re one of the biggest creators on the platform and you’re very well known after doing it for a few years. Except, you only do solo content, despite your peers constantly asking to collab or getting requests from fans to see you getting fucked.

Then, one day you post a video showing off some new panties and Simon’s tattooed and scarred hand just appears, squeezing the meat of your ass, claiming and possessive. A subtle message he’s sending to your audience as he spreads your cheeks apart, sliding your panties to the side and shows off your pretty pussy dripping with his cum.

Thinking about exbf!Ghost with Riley who doesn't understand the concept of break up.

One day the dog woke up looking for you, but you were nowhere to be found. You moved out, only your lingering smell remained.

Riley who would whine and gave Ghost a headache figuring out what's wrong.

It went for a while, and Ghost kept trying to please the dog. More treats, more walks.

Riley is a well behaved, properly trained dog. So it really took Ghost off guard when it kept pulling at it's leash until it was snapped. Then, Riley started running

When Ghost catched up to Riley, he found the dog pouncing on you. It seemed that somehow Riley noticed your scent and followed it.

You petted Riley and cooed, smiling happily before your expression changes when your eyes met his.

It was awkward, they had a pretty bad break up after all. But Riley didn't understand, it was just happy to see mommy again.

Somehow, the two of you talk about anything but also nothing about what have been.

Somehow, you unblocked Simon's number.

And now you two are co-parenting Riley (When Ghost finally figured out why it's been whining)

You dogsit Riley whenever Ghost is deployed. Eventually staying at his place again.

You don't really know what's your relationship with Ghost at this point. But you're pretty sure 'just friends' don't cuddle in the bath together with their dog

How I think the 141 would be with you being pregnant.

It’s the way that I know in my heart of hearts that Price wouldn’t tell his team until after the fact that he got you pregnant and also about the baby already being on your hips. Like??? The men have to suddenly stay at his place for some reason and he minorly forgets about the bomb that’s gonna go off once he gets home since he’s bloodied and bruised with possibly cracked rips. He planned to mention you and his baby to the team in a more controlled setting…oh well… “Here’s my wife(“WIFE?!?”) and my baby(“BABY?!?!”).” None of the men, except Ghost, were pleased to find out so late but they knew it’s because the man’s protective of you.

Gaz is a little secretive about his wife’s pregnancy, the team knows he’s married. He gushes about you nonstop to the guys and proudly wears his ring. But your pregnancy is something he wanted to keep hidden for a bit. He eventually made mention of it and suddenly all three were announcing themselves uncles to their soon to be nephew/niece. Gaz has you and his baby, once the sweetheart is born, as his Lock Screen. The men came like a day after you gave birth to drop off flowers, goodies, food, baby supplies and just about anything they could stuff in the hospital.

Soap is loudly talking about his bonnie wife and barin. The men were there nearly every step of the way of your pregnancy since Soap would go on and on about all the milestones. Even the small ones. The Scot proudly parading his bairn and you up to base once you were rested and probably saying some stupid shit like “I made that. Look at’em, just as bonnie as my wife!” His family is his pride and joy and he’ll be loud about that to anyone that will listen. Spoilers: they have no choice. He’ll yap for hours about you. Price bans your name from being mentioned after he had to sit through 2 long hours about his bonnie wife and wee one.

Ghost tells not a single soul that 1. He’s married. And, 2. His kid has already been born and a year old already. Not even torture can get that info out of him but it’s you that decides his most trusted men deserves to know. You show up to base with your toddler on your hip, Soap and Gaz’s jaws dropped to the floor when you introduced yourself as Mrs. Riley. The absolute chaos that shook the base was astounding. Price had been the one to ask Ghost why he’d mention the two of you now since he understands the most for the need for secrecy. Ghost simply grunted out, “the misses wanted to meet you,” while his toddler sleeps in his arms.

So I’ve been staying at a hotel lately and running out of clean clothes, so I’ve been sleeping in the hotel robe, which inevitably doesn’t stay closed and exposes my tits at some point in the night.

Anyways. Imagine sharing a room with Soap.

The whole time he’s been playing up how normal it is. Sleeping in the same room. Leaving the bathroom door open. Seeing each other’s weird habits. Cause you’re best mates, so it’s not weird. You’re one of the guys, a member of the team— you’ve been together through thick and thin. You’ve slept in closer quarters than this on deployment.

Until you’re sleeping and your robe opens up, and suddenly he’s reminded that you’re his best mate with the soft, inviting body of a girl.

And he’s just a man, bonnie. Cannae be blamed for what happens next, y’ken?

Quick Sevika drawing because OH MY GOD

Deployment

Gaz.

Floor of the mactavish house is covered in toys and the fridge has about 8 layers of art projects stuck to it and there’s a wall sign in the kitchen with a pasta sauce stain on it that says “clean enough to be a healthy home, messy enough to be a happy home”

And yes Price’s divorced ass hates having to visit

Warm hearts in cold weather <3

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If you make Johnny a loaf of chocolate banana bread, warm, sweet, dense, and moist (srry), it's like you've put a ring on his finger. He'll watch with a giddy smile, leaning against the counter as you slice off a piece for him (it's his loaf, why can't he just rip off a chunk and eat it?), equally full of adoration and anticipation. That first bite of soft, chocolaty bread has his eyes rolling back, lids closing as a deep, satisfied groan rumbles through his chest. Savors the taste as your face lights up with pride, watching as he shoves another bite into his mouth.

"You like it?"

Hw scoffs. "Gonna get ye a fat, shiny rock for your pretty lil' finger, Christ-"

"That good?!"

"Make me another one 'n I'm puttin' a bairn in ye"