Latest Posts by hinakamiya - Page 4
Kyle "Gaz" Garrick Appreciation Recs
why? because i said so. the fact that he's the least appreciated is a fucking crime and we need to fix that๐
Miss Sunshine - @sofasoap - the fluff- THE FLUFF๐ญ๐ญ๐ญ๐ญ this legit had me giggling and kicking my feet in the middle of the night, i swearโค๏ธ
White Flag - @writeforfandoms - i want to be saved by this man so fucking bad๐ฅด okay, stressful situation aside, this was so cuteโค๏ธ
Gaz + comfort sex - @sprout-fics - right in the fucking feels๐ญ๐ญ๐ญ this makes me just so so so weeaakkk. please just say you wanted me dead because that's what i am rn๐ญ๐ฅ
State Of My Head - @writeforfandoms - THIS. FIC. IS. EVERYTHING TO MEโค๏ธ from the moment kitty met Gaz and he was just so gentle and respectful when handling her AND HE SMELLED GOOD, he's just had me in a chokehold๐ญ *distant choking sobbing noises*
Wrong Room - @mangowafflesss - there's just something about college!Gaz that makes me so weak, okay?๐ฅด and you did it beautifully with this one. i love this fic so much๐ญ๐ญ๐ญ
Gaz prompt - @mangowafflesss - he's such a bumbling little cutie, i love him so much. thank you for this๐ฅโค๏ธ
Where The Petals Fall - @deadbranch - i swear you are just amazing, alright? this fic is absolutely top tier and it had me in tears๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ฅ
Gaz has baby-fever - @konigsblog - fucking. hell๐ฅต just kill me. kill me right now. that's what you want, isn't it? ISN'T IT??๐ญ
Breeding Kink with Gaz - @konigsblog - same with this one! you are an absolute menace for this one๐ฅต
Cult of Vagabonds - @halcyone-of-the-sea - listen, i know i added your fic to the July picklejar rec list, but can you blame me for adding you to this one? can you? no, i didn't think soโค๏ธ
shameless self-advertisement by @groguspicklejar
(because obviously i couldn't find enough Gaz fics out there and people can't seem to find the reblog button๐ so i find other ways to show my work๐)
Kyle "Gaz" Garrick really soft hc that nobody asked for
Kyle picks you up from work
Kyle Garrick on boys night
Two Peas In A Pod
fanarts
Kyle checking you out - @temeyes - if Gaz looked at me like this, i-i would do anything he asks of me๐ฅด
gaz. need i say more? -@skyspats - nope. nothing else needs to be said๐น
Rizz Master Gaz - @ramvur - HE HAS TOO MUCH POWER!!! but he uses it accordingly๐๐ผโจ๐ฏ
Charming Gaz - @munyon - you know what the first thing i said upon seeing this? it was "oh fuck๐ฅต" because yes, that's what i would like this man to do to me. thanks.
Garden Knome 141 - @grimmzee - quick question: was Gaz hanging upside down a callback to the helicopter scene? because it feels oddly reminiscent๐ in a cute way, of courseโจ
Little British Guy - @tanukigobrrr - you have no idea how much i love this, it's so so cute๐ป๐ป๐ป
Amsterdam Outfit - @minkei - THE AMSTERDAM FIT WAS SO ICONIC, I'M SO GLAD YOU RECREATED IT๐ญโจ๐ฅ
Gaz Sketch - @chocolatestrawberry-poptart - the little heart on his hat is everythingโค๏ธโค๏ธโค๏ธ
Gaz Angst - @reds-skull - GAZ ANGST IS TOP TIER AND YOU'RE RIGHT, THERE SHOULD BE MORE!!! this is so amazing and it deserves an award for putting tears in my eyes๐๐ผโจ๐ฏ
Gazzz - @loneghostwolf - i guess this doesn't technically classify as fanart but i wanted to save it here so i can revisit it because he just looks so good๐ญโค๏ธ
Boop! - @temeyes - SO. FUCKING. CUTEโจ๐ฏ Soap is a fucking menace, btw, but I'm not gonna lie and say i wouldn't have done the same, okay? okay byeโค๏ธ
Waterwork โSit in waterโ
Fic recs - oneshots
So I wanted to post some fic links since I got a very long list. Some of them are very well known but many deserve more attention. And I see people asking for recs in the tags all the time so I figured a few will like them.
[also I always like this kind of posts lol]
Like I said I have way too many links (last time I counted it was 200 but that was months ago...) so I'll make a couple of posts if anyone is interested.
also this is almost exclusively ghostsoap since those are the kind of oneshots I read, apparently.
Starting off with (some of the) sfw oneshots:
Peace by Metrokid - Ghost dies and has a chat with death (it ends up well dw!)
Pencil Scratches and Ink by Fluffykitty9000 - Ghost thinks Soap loves someone else and shuts him out; Soap thinks the worst.
A Lesson in Trust by mothbeast - Ghost never revealed his face to Soap and Soap feels hurt by it.
He has to Break by GalacticKraken - Ghost has to torture Soap in a mock interrogation, but he refuses to break.
(Don't) Need You to Protect Me by FreeToWriteForMe - Ghost is down, and Soap risks his life to save him. Ghost is pissed.
Beautiful Boy (To my eyes only) by Whyhellotherefriend - Ghost knew he was beyond the ability to be loved. When he starts pulling away, Soap has to do something.
You shine like the moon and the stars in the sky by C0nfused_cactus99 - Soap hasn't been sleeping much and after a mission gone wrong Ghost finds out why.
A Quiet Kind of Caring by bailish - Soap finds Ghost taken down with the flu, and feels the need to take care of him.
Broken Habits by bailish - Ghost finds Soap struggling with his greasepaint on his way to a mission, and decides to help.
Shadow of Him by goth_iterations - Ghost finds Soap's journal, and is pleasantly surprised at what he finds.
Grab On To Me by peachytea - 5 times Ghost grabbed Soap by his tac vest and 1 time Soap grabbed Ghost.
"Draw Me Like One Of Your French Girls" by SonTi - Ghost stumbles upon Soap drawing. The memory haunts him and he's intent to get to see it at least one more time (this isn't nsfw despite the title lol)
How dare you love me (like you've never known fear) by itwillcomeback (MandoKain) - 5 times Soap sang for others, and 1 time someone sang his own song back to him.
the broken dam & the starving hearts by iiruwu - Ghost has a bad habit of getting drunk and calling for Soap to take him home (this one is hurt no comfort btw)
Burn Bright by orphan_account - Ghost gets triggered in the shower after a mission, thankfully someone can always pull him out.
Place To Rest My Head by Louffox - Soap disappeared after an exhausting mission and Ghost went looking for him.
Slipping Up by ElizaStyx, starryathame - Soap gets drunk after a harrowing mission and accidentally confesses a bit too much to Ghost.
Warm Me to My Core by EmpressCirque - Soap and Ghost have to share body heat. Simon realizes he might love Johnny.
To be a Fire by Hallow_fiend - Soap and Ghost get sent into the heart of Siberia and have to face an enemy they can't fight alone.
Heatstroke Heartbreaks by Cutleryy - Soap gets attacked by dogs and Ghost and him have to face a sandstorm (this is technically one chapter but it's 20k words. Extremely good though)
Alright that's enough for one post, this is about half of them. If any of the links don't work or if anyone is interested in more, don't be afraid to say so!
Fic recs - oneshots (part 2)
Felt like doing another post like this (might make it into a weekly thing idk, until I run out of recs I guess lol)
So like before, this post includes only sfw oneshots:
nothin' gonna hurt you, baby (nothin's gonna make you cry) by MikaelLo - Ghost is captured and drugged while on a mission. Soap finds him and together they deal with the fallout.
Shaken by bleepyear - Soap is haunted by the events of Chicago. His hands won't stop shaking when he holds a weapon. Ghost notices.
In A Hole In The Earth by Louffox - Soap is told to shut it on a mission. He takes it too seriously when he falls down a well. (this one is one of my favorites)
Dead & Bloated by saucebass_yahoo - Soap learns something shocking about Ghost that sets a plan into motion. Do dead men celebrate birthdays?
A Burning Hill by dandeliondick - Soap stopped touching Ghost completely one day. Ghost spirals.
Break Stuff by shiftpink - Soap has trouble making it through the day without wanting to break something. Ghost helps his friend.
you're my end and my beginning by crown_twist - What if teenage Simon got a sneak peek of John MacTavish? (this one is so fuckin sweet it kills me every time)
stay by crown_twist - Soap finally figures it out, and promptly fucks it up.
watch by crown_twist - Soap confesses to the wrong person
get high in the moonlight by wolfspit - Ghost gets drugged and it's not the "fun" kind of drug. Soap keeps him from choking on his own spit.
keeping you safe by oh_ellie - Ghost and Soap always see each other off for their missions. Except for the time Soap was too agitated at Ghost. And that's where he fucked up.
lipstick marks and teacups by flyby2 - Soap finds Ghost making tea when sleep evades them both.
Sit For You by Shitty_Nerds_N0tes - After a rough mission, Soap picks up his old sketchbook and Ghost gets a look inside.
Hypothermic Heartaches by Gummichii - Soap becomes hypothermic and starts taking off clothes. Ghost has to find him before it's too late.
sweet by ElizaStyx - It's the middle of a sleepless night, Ghost and Soap slow dance in the moonlight.
stay frosty by orphan_account - another hypothermia fic, this time both of them freeze their ass off [idk why I have so many of these lmao]
All I wanted Was You by Aessedia - Soap gets injured on duty. Ghost sees it happen and becomes feral in his need to save him.
Choosing Regrets by Sillililli - Simon thinks he can talk Johnny out of wanting him, but Johnny's always one step ahead. [edit: this one is nsfw I labelled it incorrectly in my own notes ๐]
last vision by sherashalala - Soap gets injured and thinks that hiding said injury is a good idea.
Heather by eddie_dxaz - Soap finds a girlfriend. Ghost struggles with it.
I'll stop here for today, still have an unreasonable amount to go through, and that's not mentioning any fics that don't fall into these categories! But I'm happy to do this, wanted to show fic writers some love, since a lot of these really deserve more haha
Christmas comic in October? It's more likely than you think.
Also I would die for young Kyle and Simon
There's a lack of Gaz angst out there I feel, so I'm doing my part and letting him suffer as well.
Kyle "Gaz" Garrick Appreciation Recs
why? because i said so. the fact that he's the least appreciated is a fucking crime and we need to fix that๐
Miss Sunshine - @sofasoap - the fluff- THE FLUFF๐ญ๐ญ๐ญ๐ญ this legit had me giggling and kicking my feet in the middle of the night, i swearโค๏ธ
White Flag - @writeforfandoms - i want to be saved by this man so fucking bad๐ฅด okay, stressful situation aside, this was so cuteโค๏ธ
Gaz + comfort sex - @sprout-fics - right in the fucking feels๐ญ๐ญ๐ญ this makes me just so so so weeaakkk. please just say you wanted me dead because that's what i am rn๐ญ๐ฅ
State Of My Head - @writeforfandoms - THIS. FIC. IS. EVERYTHING TO MEโค๏ธ from the moment kitty met Gaz and he was just so gentle and respectful when handling her AND HE SMELLED GOOD, he's just had me in a chokehold๐ญ *distant choking sobbing noises*
Wrong Room - @mangowafflesss - there's just something about college!Gaz that makes me so weak, okay?๐ฅด and you did it beautifully with this one. i love this fic so much๐ญ๐ญ๐ญ
Gaz prompt - @mangowafflesss - he's such a bumbling little cutie, i love him so much. thank you for this๐ฅโค๏ธ
Where The Petals Fall - @deadbranch - i swear you are just amazing, alright? this fic is absolutely top tier and it had me in tears๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ฅ
Gaz has baby-fever - @konigsblog - fucking. hell๐ฅต just kill me. kill me right now. that's what you want, isn't it? ISN'T IT??๐ญ
Breeding Kink with Gaz - @konigsblog - same with this one! you are an absolute menace for this one๐ฅต
Cult of Vagabonds - @halcyone-of-the-sea - listen, i know i added your fic to the July picklejar rec list, but can you blame me for adding you to this one? can you? no, i didn't think soโค๏ธ
shameless self-advertisement by @groguspicklejar
(because obviously i couldn't find enough Gaz fics out there and people can't seem to find the reblog button๐ so i find other ways to show my work๐)
Kyle "Gaz" Garrick really soft hc that nobody asked for
Kyle picks you up from work
Kyle Garrick on boys night
Two Peas In A Pod
fanarts
Kyle checking you out - @temeyes - if Gaz looked at me like this, i-i would do anything he asks of me๐ฅด
gaz. need i say more? -@skyspats - nope. nothing else needs to be said๐น
Rizz Master Gaz - @ramvur - HE HAS TOO MUCH POWER!!! but he uses it accordingly๐๐ผโจ๐ฏ
Charming Gaz - @munyon - you know what the first thing i said upon seeing this? it was "oh fuck๐ฅต" because yes, that's what i would like this man to do to me. thanks.
Garden Knome 141 - @grimmzee - quick question: was Gaz hanging upside down a callback to the helicopter scene? because it feels oddly reminiscent๐ in a cute way, of courseโจ
Little British Guy - @tanukigobrrr - you have no idea how much i love this, it's so so cute๐ป๐ป๐ป
Amsterdam Outfit - @minkei - THE AMSTERDAM FIT WAS SO ICONIC, I'M SO GLAD YOU RECREATED IT๐ญโจ๐ฅ
Gaz Sketch - @chocolatestrawberry-poptart - the little heart on his hat is everythingโค๏ธโค๏ธโค๏ธ
Gaz Angst - @reds-skull - GAZ ANGST IS TOP TIER AND YOU'RE RIGHT, THERE SHOULD BE MORE!!! this is so amazing and it deserves an award for putting tears in my eyes๐๐ผโจ๐ฏ
Gazzz - @loneghostwolf - i guess this doesn't technically classify as fanart but i wanted to save it here so i can revisit it because he just looks so good๐ญโค๏ธ
Boop! - @temeyes - SO. FUCKING. CUTEโจ๐ฏ Soap is a fucking menace, btw, but I'm not gonna lie and say i wouldn't have done the same, okay? okay byeโค๏ธ
ON MY MIND (Roommate!Gaz x GN!Reader)
roommate!gaz masterlist
summary; you wear kyleโs hoodie and heโs forced to confront some suppressed emotions.
[WARNINGS; gaz is a smoker & is emotionally weary, fluff!]
โKyle!โ
His head tilts a bit from the call of his name, muffled and frustrated. His eyes focused on the glass plate in his hand, his other hand scrubbing the thing with an overly-used sponge. โYeah?โ He calls back, only turning his head by his left shoulder a tad bit so you can hear him better as heโs assuming youโre not near the kitchen.
Kyle hears you shuffling around, your shoes scuffing against the floorboards. You donโt respond for a second, but Kyle knows youโre focused on.. Whatever you were doing. He puts the soapy plate in the other side of the sink in the next tub, reaching for the next dish. However, his sleeve slips down his arm a bit, getting wet and soapy. โAh..โ He cringes out loud, his lips pulling uncomfortably as he uses two fingers to tug the now wet sleeve back into place.
Kyle hears your footsteps approach from the next room, causing him to tilt his body so he can keep his wet hands over the sink whilst also looking at you. You enter the room with a frustrated look upon your face, your eyebrows furrowed and your lip curled ever so slightly curled. Kyle chuckles, unable to help himself at how pathetic you look at the moment and he knows itโs not over anything important. โWhatโs wrong?โ He murmurs, already amused.
Youโre holding up one of Kyleโs hoodies, one the ones that has his last name sprawled across the back. He blinks for a moment before you begin to speak. โI gotta run to the corner store real quick and all of my hoodies are still damp in the dryer,โ You exclaim, putting the hoodie down a bit so you can look at him. โDo you mind if I wear your hoodie to walk down there?โย
Kyleโs lips purse for a moment, a weird sensation manifesting in his chest cavity as he thinks about wearing his hoodie. โGo ahead, donโt need you getting sick, yeah?โ Kyle utters as he turns back to the sink, pinching the front of his shirt and pulling it from his chest as if itโll ease the sensation. โSick! Thanks, Kyle. You want anything?โ You ask, quickly pulling the hoodie on, adjusting the sleeves.
Kyleโs back is to you as he grabs another dish, mindlessly cleaning it. โโCourse, sweetness. Grab me some crisps, wonโt you?โ He says, putting the.. clean(?) dish into the other side of the sink on top of the soapy plate. โYep, I got it. Bye, Ky!โ
The door shuts.
Kyle blinks, staring at the soapy water with the tightness in his chest remaining, even after your exit. He sighs slowly, pushing his thumbs into the corners of his eyesโthen he shouts, because now soap is in his eyes. โShitshitโโ He hisses, quickly turning on the faucet to wash his eyes out.
Kyle never asked for his hoodie backโa part of him expected for it to appear folded on his bed, washed and taken care of and the other part wished he never saw it again except for you wearing it. You always seemed to lose your hoodies after that, or you went through your collection much faster than you previously had. Neither of you pointed it out, especially Kyle. He was quite alright with a couple of his hoodies disappearing conveniently right at the times you were planning on leaving for a store, or just an outing in general.
Something sickly sweet twists in Kyleโs gut when he sees you wearing his hoodie. Itโs something clawing at his insides, gnawing at his bonesโenergy that makes him want to bash his head into the wall and he isnโt completely understanding why. The second he sees you wearing one of his hoodies, especially the ones with his name on it.. Itโs like a little feral squirrel in his body goes wild.ย
Kyle turns in his bed, groaning softly as he rubs his hand over his face, trying to focus on the coolness of his sheets as he rolls over. He thinks about Soap and Price, thinking about the night where you embarrassed him in front of his mates. Kyle stares into the darkness of his room as he thinks about how proud you seemed to be after making them laughโhow you seemed to beam at him after sharing a reassuring look.
โBloody hell.โ Kyle mumbles, his words muffled as he turns his face against the warm of his pillow, his breathing harsh for a moment. A pleasant warmth trickles into his chest as he thinks about his missing hoodies. How he isnโt able to help the giddy smile on his face when he sees you walk through the door, coming home wearing something with his name on it. His. His. His.
Kyle lifts himself from his bed, grunting as his feet hit the cold floor. He patters across the floor, quietly exiting his bedroom. Kyleโs heart thumps harshly against his chest. He shakes his head and gently slaps his cheeks as he walks down the hall towards the living room and kitchen, trying to rid himself of these thoughtsโof thinking of you like that. He pauses for a moment when he hears the television on, playing at a low volume. Kyle slows his footsteps as he makes his way past the hall, coming into the living room.
The television is gently illuminating the room and he hears you before he sees you. Youโre sleeping on the couch, your favorite blanket sprawled across your lap, your back and head supported by the stupid throw pillows Kyle insisted that you two needed for the couch. Your head is tilted down in a position that looks slightly uncomfortable, your lips partedโwearing his hoodie.
Kyle stares for a minute, his eyes softening as he leans forward, his fingers gentle as he takes your head in his hands and slowly but surely, adjusts the positioning of your head. Kyle watches the way your eyebrows furrow for a moment, your lips pressing back together closed. His lips twitch into a soft smile as he watches you shift in your sleep, your face leaning more into his palm.
Kyleโs heart stops for just a second before he brushes the pad of his thumb against your cheekbone, your skin hot under his touch. So warm and full of life.
His chest tightens again and Kyle carefully pulls his hand away from you, his feet quick as he grabs his cigarettes and lighter from the counter near the backdoor, escaping out the back to forget about what his feelings truly mean.
๐ท๏ธ; @kivino @mlmxreader @soapybutt17 @microwavedcheetos @frazie99 @narcolepticduck @ch3rrykoolaid @kimdiedlater @glossysoap @thisuserloveshalloween @ornateorchid @missborntodiex @indefenseofkara @lieutenantlashfaz @queen-leviathan @specter319 @theunplannedvariable @spacelia @1117sblog @snoowply @dumb-fawkin-bitch @abigatorchomp @s8nsbride @talooolalolla @sstormyskyess @spicyspicyliving @nyushkawritesstuff
this is from my overall taglist which you can find here. if you would like there to be a roommate!gaz taglist, comment below! mistakenly tagged/wrongly tagged? let me know, no hard feelings.
call of duty masterlist - 01
02 mlist; 03 mlist; series mlist
โโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโ
all works belong to tojisun. all forms of reposting are not permitted; please do not translate, copy, revise and/or refine my works.
short legend:
โฆ๏ธ - nsfw
last updated: march 22, 2024
โโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโ
- SIMON (GHOST) RILEY
sweet like cinnamon
right to heaven โฆ๏ธ
like a sugar rush โฆ
in his favourite sundress
how he loves
little marks - suggestive
forehead kisses
cigarettes n kisses
like a sugar venom
teasin touches
just you and me - suggestive
cinnamon on my teeth
young and in love
liquid velvet on your tongue โฆ
break me softly
glinting in the dark โฆ
claim me softly and carnally โฆ
lazy mornings
missinโ you
gonโ wife โer up โฆ - fan fave
she said what?
dirty talking and promises โฆ
pull out- โฆ
holiday special!!
coming back to you
cherry waves
the hottest
remember his hands - p link!! โฆ
still your passenger
how he fucks โฆ
anniversary of an uninteresting event
needy needy โฆ
dark signs
distraction
strumming for you
marry me?
how it must be to date him (visuals)
giggles and love makin - suggestive โฆ
his kinks โฆ
cuteness and shyness
so drunk of you โฆ
drag me under
his beautiful worship โฆ
show him how desperate you can be โฆ
open for a threesome โฆ
tall people things
your โboyfriendโ [simonโs heart eyes]
caging you in โฆ
jewelled eyes โฆ
teaching you how to shotgun โฆ
his jealousy burns
more than friends, less than lovers (but itโs getting there)
- JOHN PRICE
my precious wife โฆ
pick up truck? pick up truck!
lap sittin n thigh humpin โฆ
pretty puppy
leather and choking - p link!! โฆ
tracing his hand
his loving touch
work song (hozier)
you love it like this โฆ
- KONIG
my little sparkle - 01, 02 โฆ
little prey โฆ
sweaters and crushes
how he claims - p link!! โฆ
he loves you like this - semi-dark
the silliest
- VALERIA GARZA
nothing to lose
her pretty little gf
trophy wife
doing her makeup
my wife
- JOHNNY (SOAP) MACTAVISH
a little louder โฆ
wrapped in me
cherry pics plz โฆ
- KEEGAN P RUSS
his princess โฆ
all his โฆ
- ALEJANDRO VARGAS
he's missed you
- KYLE (GAZ) GARRICK
the kind one โฆ
- MULTI (COD)
the honest man - konig vs. simon (ghost) riley โฆ๏ธ
your little scarlet - simon (ghost) riley & john price โฆ๏ธ
took your life away - alejandro vargas vs. valeria garza
sharing is caring - tf 141 โฆ
warming โem up - konig/(ghost) riley/(soap) mactavish โฆ
sugar and cookies and crushes - price & soap
the cuckolding of simon - ghost/keegan
so wet for us - ghost/price โฆ
his command - poly!141; price x reader x simon โฆ
and when he leaves, it will feel like death - open character
- MULTI (OTHER)
slice of cherry pie - toji fushiguro/simon (ghost) riley
white lines pretty daddy - toji fushiguro/simon (ghost) riley โฆ๏ธ
tight bf shirts <3 - ghost/soap/gojo โฆ
bundling him up in your warmth - ghost/toji/aizawa
sharing is caring - toji/ghost - suggestive โฆ
how big? - ghost/toji โฆ
how they taste - ghost/toji โฆ
โโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโ
๐หโ.ห แกฃ๐ญฉ this is a completed masterlist (i reached 100 links LMAO) so pls refer to 02 & 03 mlists for the rest of oneshots and the series mlist for ongoing works ^v^ เญจเง ห เฃชโน
and if johnnyโs interest in mommy kink gets instigated by kyle (without kyle knowing), what then
thinking about johnny accidentally snooping on kyleโs phone. he didnโt mean to, really. he just heard kyleโs phone ringing, saw the contact name being mommy, and hollered for his friend.
poor chap practically tore the phone from johnnyโs hand before racing out of the room. price and ghost were just as astonished as johnny was, the three of them making awkward eye contact with each other because, truly, what the fuck.
kyle was all tight-lipped when he returned, glaring at johnny for butting into his business but johnny swore he didnโtโ
โitโs yโr mum! whatโd ya want me to do? let it go to voicemail?โ
โit isnโtโโ kyleโs lips curled like he tasted something sour. โjust. mind your business next time.โ
there was a heartbeat of silence, before soft chortles rumbled from their captain. johnny realized, at the sound of priceโs laughter, what type of mommy, exactly, was calling kyle.
โoh, shit,โ he murmured, something like desire filling him up. he ignored ghostโs stare or their captainโs petering laughter; he ignored the wafting question that descended on them all because kyle was looking at him with something like understanding.
like recognition.
โshe would love you,โ kyle said after a while, smiling. โdo you want a mommy, โtavish?โ
it was said so softly, so quietly, and yet it rang like a gunshot in johnnyโs head. he didnโt even realize the ragged rasp of his breath or the way his body hunched over in his desire. all he knew, all he could focus on, was the invitation that kyle was giving him.
โplease,โ he muttered, too needy for anything louder.
โ
you are the best thing to ever happen to him. the prettiest thing; all crooning and teasing, all dimpled smile and quiet giggles. johnny thought all he would have gotten was a quick fuckโget his dick wet, explore his new kink, maybe even shed a few tears; he really didnโt know what he was looking for.
but then, there you were. are.
so accepting. so lovely. so desirable in a way that had him begging for more, his words all slurred with his tears and desperation.
โplease,โ he said to you too then. he couldnโt voice out what it was he really wanted to say. but he didnโt need to, not with the way you cupped his cheeks and brushed away the tears and sweat staining his flushed cheeks.
โof course,โ you said. โsuch a good boy, fโme.โ
johnny dropped his face on the soft of your lap, trying to tamp down the tears. the hiccups.
he shivered at the rougher hands that also began to play with his hair.
โso good fโr us, johnny,โ kyle added, so soft. so careful.
johnny shivered, desire bloating.
he really needed to give kyle a fruit basket or something.
โ
โi really thought itโd be you into that,โ price murmurs when itโs just him and simon, before taking a drag on his cig.
simon almost chokes on his whiskey. โwhat?โ he croaks out.
price breathes out the smoke, fingers drumming on the table, only to shrug and keep to himself again.
simon gawks because what the hell.
Beach Walk
Pairing : Kyle โGazโ Garrick x F!reader
Summary: You can plan all you want, but half of the time they will never work out. Sequel toย Under the lemon treeย and On a date
Part of the Memory in a Fragrance series
Warning : T-M rating. Fluff.
Series masterlist
Master list
Kyle Garrick is a planner. AND Kyle GAZ Garrick is a METICULOUS planner.ย
This is why he is the best of the best. The record holder. Being mentored by the legendary Captain Johnathan Price.ย
But his experiences and planning never prepared him for this question.
โ... What is that bulge in your pants Kyle?โ
Shit.
โYou want to propose to her?โ Price cocked an eyebrow, surprise evident on his face.ย
Gaz nodded his head, shyly. โI thought itโs about time..โ Looking down at his cup of tea. โI just want a bit of an opinion on how you guys did it..โ
โWell, that I can give you a bit of advice on. First you need to get a ringโฆโ โSoap. You blurted your proposal out of the blue. You didnโt even have a ring picked out. You didnโt even plan for anything.โ Simon interjected.ย
Soap shot Simon a look. โBut it still got the job done, right?โย
โCanโt argue with that.โ Simon grumbled.ย
โYours isnโt that much better.โ Soap countered. โAll you did was slam the ring box on the table and asked my sister to marry you.โ
โGot the job done, right?โ Throwing Soapโs argument right back at him, Simon smirked.ย
Shaking his head, not getting any help from his two teammates, he turned towards his captain.ย
Before he could open his mouth and ask, he heard a voice chiming in.ย
โDonโt bother asking him. He wasnโt any better than Sergeant Soap.โย Chameleon laughed, moving from the door towards Priceโs desk, she put his cup of tea down onto his desk.ย
โThanks love.โ Price grumbled, โAt least I had a ring picked out.โย
โThat you did.โ She leaned down and gave her husband a kiss on the head before turning back to Gaz.ย
โLast I heard she had been wanting to go to the beach.โ she hinted. โShe always says you do the best picnic dates. So,โ pointing to Gaz, โdonโt screw this up.โ
Your eyes brightened up when Gaz suggested a weekend getaway and picnic by the seaside.ย
โI havenโt been to the beach in a few years!โ you smiled, โWe used to spend a few days there, after the mountain camping trip, where I met you.โ you noted shyly. โBut I haven't been there much since I moved away from home to study, and started working.. OH I am so excited!โ
And now his plan has fallen apart. Running through plan A to Z. Nothing in those scenarios helps to answer the question you just asked him.
โUm.โ He flustered. Think of something Kyle. THINK. โJust rubbish I found on the beach.โย
Pointing towards the bin a few metres away, โThe rubbish bin is over there.โย
โUh, itโs recyclable. Donโt want to throw it into general waste.โ You pointed towards the bin right beside it, โRecycle bin is over there.โย
Fuck. That didnโt work. โ uh, It was an interesting shape of rubbish, I want to take it home and put it on my shelf.โ He knew it was a bad idea to keep the ring box in his pants. But he didnโt want to leave it in the car or in the picnic basket where you can accidentally spot it or some random stranger or possible thieves to steal it. So the best option? Keeping it in his pocket while the two of you stroll down the beach.
โKyle, you need to tidy up your study, you have too many things that you need to put away in there!!โ you quipped.ย โCome on, show me what it is. I want to see how interesting it is..โ your hand reaches for his pocket, ready to take out the box he is hiding in there.
โNo. Nonono. No. Um. NO.โ he grabbed your hand with a fast reflex, stopping you before you could reach it.ย
โKyle Garrick, what are you hiding from me?โ your lips turn down into a frown. โYou've been acting all strange for the last few weeks after you suggested the trip.โ looking down at the ground, you started to kick sand around,โ you didnโt want to go swim in the sea, or even go near the water.โ you looked back up into his eyes, eyes glittering with tears, โdid you change your mind? Something is bothering you?โ Did you change your mind about us? The hidden undertone and disappointment is evident within your voice.
His mouth went dry with the strong salty sea breeze blowing past, carrying a whiff of your citrus perfume that you love so much and the slight coconut scent sunscreen you insisted on applying.
โDonโt think you are in the UK and you wonโt get sunburnt.โ You chidded and started blabbering about facts on skin cancer etc as you smear on layers and layers of sunscreen onto his body.ย
Now that sunscreen is making his hand sticky and slippery as he sweats with nervousness. Making him look more guilty. He couldnโt really explain to you he was scared to go into water before so his pants wouldnโt get wet and make the ring box more evident, or in that slim possible chance that the ring get washed away and disappear into the sea???
Taking a big gulp, he whispered,โWell, technically I am hiding something from you..โย
You look like you were about to burst into tears, he hastily kneeled down on one knee.
Plans be damned. For once in his life he will just wing it.ย
โI.. I had all these things planned out.โ he took a deep breath as he launch into his impromptu speech, โstep by step, down to the tiniest details.โ he did a nervous chuckle as you clench his hand tight, โ But, like the previous two times, you came crashing into my life,throwing me off unexpectedly,ย giving me surprises after surprises.โ he can feel himself trembling as he takes out the box from the pocket, where he has been hiding the ring.
โMy darling, my first and only love. The beautiful girl with innocent eyes and the sweetest temper who had captured my heart.โ You gasped out loud as you realise what is he about to do.
โI have been in love with you since the first time we ever met as a child. Right under that lemon tree.โ his voice wavering, trying hard not to break down with high emotion.
โYou have always been in the back of my mind. All those years. And I am so glad fate gave us another chance. Finding each other again. Although I failed to recognise you at first at our second meeting,โ letting out a small chuckle.
โCan I be that lucky person, to spend the rest of my life with you? To be that person you see when you open your eyes first thing in the morning, and for you to give me goodnight kisses before I go to sleep at night, to remind me how fortunate and thankful that I have you. My forever love."
You couldnโt even let out a coherent response, just nodding your head furiously as you throw yourself at Kyle, arms around him tight as you start to cry, with happiness.
Both of you sank down into the sandy beach, with Gaz in relief everything worked out at the end, and with you finally find out why he is acting all weird for weeks.
And all of sudden both of you hear people clapping and whistling, shouting out congratulating words.
You buried your face into his neck, in embarrassment.ย
โOh goshโฆโ
โOh dear.. Didnโt expect to have audiences gatheringโฆโ Gaz chuckled nervously. โSorry, that was not part of my plan either..โ
You let out a little sobbing laugh, โAlways a planner.โ โ
โI sure am. But it didn't quite work out this time round.โ pulling away from you slightly, he moved his hand to cup your face, โbut I am glad it all worked out at the end. I love you, my darling.Thank you for everything.โ
โI love you too Kyle.โ Leaning into his forehead. โNow we have the rest of our lives to look forward to.โย
โSo,I heard you had to wing it at the end aye?โ
โShut up Soap. At least I did have plans beforehand. It half worked.โ
โSure. Whatever you sayโฆโย
partly based on how my friend's husband proposed to her. he kept refusing to go into the ocean because he had the rings in his pocket.....
Tag list :
@deadbranch
@kaplerrr
@homicidal-slvt
@voxyin
@lia0-0
@floral-force
@saltofmercury
@siilvan
@rileyslibrarian
@mistydeyes
@okayyadriana
@a-small-writer-in-a-big-world
@jynxmirage
@nrdmssgs @schr-torta @glitterypirateduck @devcica @cumikering @roosterr
@groguspicklejar
@obsolescent @whydoilikewhump
medical files follow up visit - physical exam
โ โ โ . โ โโ โ โ . โ โโ โ โ . โ โโ โ โ . โ โโ โ โ . โ โโ
NOTE: NOT CANON! this is a follow-up to my previous medical files post!
summary: Every soldier, officer, and civilian have their annual well visit, a patient is a patient. So, what does the documentation look like for the 141?
warnings: medical inaccuracies, mention of wounds/wound care, mentions of depression, medical terminology
a/n: hehe yk i LOVE my medical files so I thought I might try to do a full SOAP note and physical exam with findings + labs (live, laugh, love, pharmacy school). also someone let me know this made its way to both pinterest and tiktok which is absolutely CRAZY so I hope you all enjoy this part ii :)
โ โ โ . โ โโ โ โ . โ โโ โ โ . โ โโ โ โ . โ โโ โ โ . โ โโ
Gaz and Reader in a helicopter for the first time after Gaz fell out. Reader comforting him as he struggles with the trauma of the near death experience.
He was trained for the worst. He's been through the worst. Until it was worse.
Never had this happened to him before, and it fucked his mind up in a way it had never been. Falling was like getting freezing water splashed on him on a cool day. His stomach dropping so damn far from the scare and G-force damn near made him throw up, but he's still there. Breathing was damn near impossible, the wind speed making air difficult to inhale. He didn't even have time to think of you, or his family. He saw himself fall, and yet he was still in the air. The bruises from the holster stuck for almost a month, lucky he didn't get ripped in half from the force.
The guys made jokes, and he thought he was "man enough" to get over it, yet here he was. Lying in bed, being held by you just so he can breathe properly.
The worst moments, when he really lost it, was when he got that feeling while falling asleep; the one where you feel like you're falling.
He shot out of bed, breathing like oxygen was actively being ripped from his lungs, grabbing at his hips in search of his holster. He barely felt your hand snake up his neck, cupping the nape. His wide eyes meet yours and you hand him the blanket in an attempt to ground him.
"It's okay baby, you're in bed right now, not there" you say softly, gentle hands grabbing his shaky ones.
You manage to get his breathing leveled out and get him to lay down, holding him securely. He eventually managed to relax, after about 30 minutes. The shaking had stopped, the phantom pain dissipating, and the mental flashes ceasing. The sharp wind on his face was replaced with your thumb rubbing softy into him.
Without you, he doubts he would be able to ground himself after that experience. The month after was crucial time to make sure the post traumatic stress didn't turn into PTSD, and he knows that without you, he wouldn't have even known where to start in the process of processing it. He feels so safe with you, knowing you make him feel like he can actually do something for himself.
Living, not surviving.
:(
(Orig)
Mission Wetwork(?) all i could think about was emerging from the water and a lilly pad on Price instead of his little hat
People sleep on Gaz when his introduction to 141 was basically him ranting to Price how they won't let him do the war crimes and Price going "you wanna do war crimes come with me"
Following them to go to Russia and threatened with killing a woman and a kid in order to get information from their pretty sure illegal POW
I feel like people in this fandom obsess over masked people when it's the unmasked ones that are psychos
Summary: Task Force 141 operates successfully without an omega, at least thatโs what Price has been saying since its formation. Two alphas and two betas balance the pack just fine, and they have the numbers to prove it.
It works for a while, until the Omega Initiative is born and the 141 find themselves having to adjust to the sudden addition of an omega to their pack. Fresh out of an institute, youโre hardly fit for their secretive, dangerous world, or so Price thinks.ย
As each member of the team gets closer to you, things begin to come to light, not only about you but about the decision to force you into their lives.
Maybe, just maybe, Price was wrong and the 141 does need an omega after all.ย
Pairings: Poly 141 x reader, Price x Gaz, Ghost x Soap
Warnings: Alpha/Beta/Omega dynamics, NSFW content, explicit smut, fingering, oral (m and f receiving), knotting, biting, claiming, mating cycles, Alternate Universe, a/b/o typical classism and sexism, age differences, military inaccuracies, canon typical violence, blood, weapons, language, no use of Y/N, brief torture, hurt/comfort, let's be real this is so unrealistic but it's a/b/o you're not here for accuracy.
Chapters containing smut are marked with a *
Updates are posted on the weekends, either Saturday or Sunday PST
This fic can also be found on my Ao3 -> HERE
I will no longer be using a taglist for this fic, please follow THIS BLOG and turn on notifications
**This fic is currently in progress**
NAVIGATION PAGE
CRCB DIRECTORY
Part 1 - The Omega
Chapter 1 - The Introduction
Chapter 2 - Adjustments
Chapter 3 - Speak Their Language
Chapter 4 - You Can Be Useful
Chapter 5 - What I Want *
Part 2 - The Bond
Chapter 6 - One Step Closer *
Chapter 7 - Sweet Strawberry
Chapter 8 - The Thing About Ghost
Chapter 9 - Save Me
Chapter 10 - Treat Me Gently*
Part 3 - The First Heat
Chapter 11 - It's Coming
Chapter 12 - Fire In My Veins*
Chapter 13 - Piece Me Back Together*
Chapter 14 - The Aftermath*
Part 4 - The New Normal
Chapter 15: Bonnie*
Chapter 16: Big Brown Eyes *
Chapter 17: Alone
Chapter 18: Don't Let Me Go
Chapter 19: Daddy Issues
Chapter 20: The New Normal *
Chapter 21: Crime and Punishment *
Chapter 22: I Won't Be Gentle
Part 5 - A Pack of Five
Chapter 23: Regrets
Chapter 24: The Last First Time *
Chapter 25: Animals *
Chapter 26: Fuck *
Chapter 27: Drown In It *
Chapter 28: Two Is Company, Three Is A Party *
Chapter 29: There's Something Wrong With My Omega
Part 6 - The Tragedy
Chapter 30: Butterfly's Wings
Chapter 31: Forced Proximity
Chapter 32: The Tragedy
Chapter 33: Ghosts of the Past
Chapter 34: The Whole Truth
Part 7 - The Aftermath
Chapter 35: Threads
Chapter 36: To The Sea
Chapter 37: The Silence
Chapter 38: Shattered
Chapter 39: Life
Part 8 - The Next Chapter
Chapter 40 - Where Do We Go From Here
Chapter 41 - Revenge
Title card made by the beautiful @141wh0re
you rarely call price by his first name. it's usually just a very cheery cap! or a stoic price when you need to remind him of the objective, but whenever you do call him johnโyou tried jonathan once as a joke, and the piercing stare he gave you made that the first and last timeโit's warm, earnest. you almost seem shy uttering it, judging by the softness of your voice, but he calms your nerves with a fond look and an affectionate squeeze on the back of your neck.
getting the privilege of calling soap by his first name, let alone johnny, was an accomplishment in itself. you noticed how ghost was the only one who called him johnny, and so you took that as a sign to never refer to him as anything other than his ridiculous callsign and occasionally an incredulous bloody hell, mactavish, whenever he says something outrageous.
until you did slip up one night, but soap didn't seem to mind too much. he quite liked how his first name sounded in your voice, and when he offered you to call him johnny instead, which you mumbled under your breath to test it out, his surprised expression morphed into a genuine smile, one so pretty a rush of energy zipped through you. now, he won't let you call him anything except johnnyโpretty much threatens you.
gaz was the first one on the team who allowed you to call him by his first name. hearing you mumble a tired morning, kyle or a warning but unserious kylie... when he's being a little shit makes his day a little brighter. you'd think the two of you were good mates with many years of friendship under your belts with the way you mock and poke at each otherโespecially when he lets you get away with calling him the most ridiculous pet names, like pookie, of all things.
while you seem to maintain good relations with your team, close ones even, there's just one person who stumps you. one big, enigmatic bastard who gives you creepy looks and speaks in nothing but cryptic language.
it honestly feels like your lieutenant dislikes you; no wonder you're still stuck with calling him by his callsign.
(poor ghost has been waiting for weeks for those plush lips of yours to utter his name. not ghost, not lieutenant or sir, but simon.
it's getting painful how oblivious you are to his attempts at giving you the green light to use his first name; the hard stare he gives you after hearing yet another formal greeting fall from your lips only seems to make you straighten up even more, and the annoyance radiating off of him every time you call him ghost scares you further away from him.
you're so formal with him, and he doesn't know what else to doโhe just wants to be called a cute stupid nickname, too.)
You guys do not appreciate Gaz enough so Iโm here to sell him to you
this shit is important so yall better read
I truly donโt understand the lack of Gaz love -
ok well
I do at some level
I think the argument usually levied against his character id that heโs boring
but beautifully stated by tumblr user mockerycrow in their character analysis of him
CHARACTERS DO NOT HAVE TO HAVE A TRAGIC BACKSTORY TO BE INTERESTING CHARACTERS
press keep reading to fall in love with Gaz
Who is Gaz?
Iโm going to start out with who Gaz is as a character
morality
Gaz is someone who has a strong sense of morality and struggles with the balance between doing the right thing and doing the morally right thing, thereโs this debate between long-term morality and situational morality that Gaz struggles with
look im maybe not the most linguistically talented person on earth so im just gonna throw in a few quotes which i think gives Gaz
Gaz is someone who admist chaos and war is trying his best, trying his best to be a good person, to be reliable and to do the right thing
if thays not lovable idk what is
relationship to price
ok so i think this aspect of Gazโs character is what people tend to focus on
and as much as the omg priceโs son shit is cute i think heโs become a vehicle for people to emphasise priceโs daddy factor (which like dont get me wrong keep up the good work)
but i think theres so much more to that
i forgot who wrote this but someone said something about Gaz trying to follow in impossibly large footsteps and i think thats so accurate
going back to Gazโs struggle with morality thereโs so much untapped potential in the idea that his idol, may not be an amazing person, having to come to grips with the idea that Price, his role model can look at a woman and child as interrogation leverage is something that i think people need to look into more
OK so now
Untapped Potential
so here are somethings which i
idk if this is like the correct phrasing
headcannon? idk i just think these are parts of Gazโs character which could be rlly interesting to explore
ahem
yes Gaz is a good guy, but that doesnโt make him passive Gaz has shown moments of anger, like in the interrogation with the butcher when he lunges at him or when him and price first meet
i think the fact that Gaz is so calm and collected but has these moments are cracks in the facade he creates
i believe personally he has a lot of repressed anger whether it be at the world, at himself, at his captain hes an angry dude hes just better at keeping it under wraps
and i know we donโt really have many details on his backstory but cmon thereโs no way u sign up for a job like this and donโt have any issues whatsoever
i think this quote is so good for this because heโs harnessed his anger, itโs what makes him good at his job, a knife, a weapon
i think another interesting concept for Gaz is guilt
the fact that he cares about whats right and wrong how does he feel going to sleep at night? do these things haunt him? is he irredeemable?
i think its like that one quote โthe dog that weeps after it kills is no better than the dog that doesnโt. My guilt does not purify me.โ
Final Thoughts
anyways guys thanks for coming to my ted talk
i know this was really messy but i just want to encourage some Gaz love because i think heโs a really interesting complex character who we just need to dig a little deeper into
i hope this incites some more gaz love
THANK YOU ๐ณ
You know what one of my favorite tropes is?
When reader starts dating someone in the 141 and quickly finds out that theyโre a package deal.
The first time you meet the rest of them (very early on) theyโre hovering around the edges, just waiting to be let into the group, like a pack of shy dogs wanting attention and to be loved but scared of demanding it, scared of frightening you away.
And then you look at all of them, truly lookโat this captain who always has to be right. If heโs not right 100% of the time then people he cares about get hurt.
At this lieutenant, already chewed up and spit out by the world. More scars than skin at this point. You wonder how many people only see the scars and not the shivering body underneath it, waiting for a soft touch.
At this handsome sergeant, with the weight of the world on his shoulders, trying to follow in his captains footsteps, but the steps are so large he scrambles behind, always feeling like heโs never going to catch up.
At this energetic sergeant who has been shooed away again and again, never finding the person with the patience to deal with his attention. Always loud, always restless, looking forward to the next thing.
And youโre standing there looking at themโdeciding if you want to let them into your home, into your life.
Because they are a unit, and you can pull one out for a short time but they will end up wound back into the twisted rope before the end.
So you do.
You let them in.
But they are dogs through and through. Pack animals to their core and youโre part of them now.
No going back from here.
Let's talk about Gaz.
A 1k character study of our favorite sergeant. Based off of this paragraph from this post:
At this handsome sergeant, with the weight of the world on his shoulders, trying to follow in his captain's footsteps, but the steps are so large he scrambles behind, always feeling like heโs never going to catch up.
~~~~
Kyle knew who he wanted to be from an early age. He was smartโalways able to see where the chips would fall in any situation. That combined with his looks meant he was able to control most situations with ease. If something was going to go tits up he could either mitigate it before hand or minimize the repercussions afterwards.
So when you met him, he very much seemed to have it all together.
He was all charming smiles and endless competence. At ease in any social settingโeven a military award dinner.
You weren't sure how you ended up hereโthe military being dreadfully low on the list of things you had respect forโbut it was an open bar and free dinner so you would try and hold back your complaining and critique.
You'd just settled into your seat when the one next to you was taken, a handsome man introducing himself as Kyle turned to you as soon as he sat down and the rest was history.
It was a matter of days before your first date and weeks before you decided you would be in a relationship, your dragging feet endlessly frustrating to him. He knew what he wanted (you) and he knew when (already) but he was understanding about your reservations.
Military men didn't have a good track record with their partners between abuse, cheating, and not being present. So as much as you wanted to fall headfirst into his everything you took your time.
It made it sweeter when you eventually moved in together.
The first time he broke down you didn't see it happen, only the aftermath. His eyes were red as if he had pressed his palms firmly against the sockets and twisted and his lip was swollen like he had been chewing on it, trying to keep quiet.
He didn't want to share when you askedโpried even but nobody said you were perfectโso you eventually left it alone, doing your best to show support however you could. If his favorite dinner made it's way to the table that night no one commented on it.
The next day was worse though.
Your partner was always level headed, not taking things to heart and keeping an affable disposition even when things got rough. So to have him snap at you, even if he immediately apologized sent up a warning flare in your mind.
It took time but you were able to wear him down and pulled him in for a conversation. Something was clearly going on if the look on his face was any indication.
Shuffling him onto the couch, you crawled over him and laid on top to pin him down, keeping him in place but also providing a comforting pressure for him to relax into. His arms wrapped around you to squeeze you tightly, almost like a life-sized stuffie.
What followed was a confession about an incident during his last op. Choices were made which ended up being the wrong ones and it was because of him.
"Luckily the captain was there, so no one died, but they would've, dove. If they had listened to me they would be dead and it would be all my fault."
Listening to the abbreviated version of the dressing down he received from Price made your own toes curl, secondhand shame flooding your veins. It made so much sense why he had been feeling the way he was.
Kyle looked up to Price more than anyone realized. Yes, he was his captain but he was also a father figure and a friend in several ways. To hear of him being stripped up one side and down the other made your heart hurt for him.
You didn't call attention to the fact that his voice broke or that the top of your head felt suspiciously damp where he had pressed his face to you. You were there to listen and provide any comfort you could.
You knew how he tried. You'd watched him stay up late prepping for missions before. Watched him go over paperwork he probably shouldn't have had deep into the evening hours, reading and memorizing and making plans. He would always follow Price but some day his captain wasn't going to be there anymore and it would all fall on him. He had to be prepared.
So why do I always seem to mess it up?
You didn't have an answer for that. You could try the platitudesโyou're only human, everyone makes mistakes, everything turned out okay in the endโbut they wouldn't do him much good and you knew that. All you could do was be there for him as he cried into your hair, holding him as tightly as you could while you reassured him everything was going to be okay, that you were there.
That night you made a call to a number that had been in your phone since nearly the beginning. Another number to call if something happened and you weren't able to reach him. It wasn't one you had had to call before.
The next evening you were putting the finishing touches on dinner when there was a knock at the front door.
Captain? You heard him question in surprise but were too far away to hear the response, just a low rumble echoing back. Moving the food to the table you called out that dinner was ready and to come sit down.
You got a heavyhearted smile from John and a questioning frown from Kyle as they both took their seats, digging into the meal with gusto regardless of any underlying emotions. They could be handled later, when there wasn't a hot meal sitting before them. Priorities after all.
The conversations over dinner were light, inconsequential things that didn't have any emotional depth to them. You were all too pleased to excuse yourself to the bedroom once dinner was done, leaving the two men to clean up the kitchen.
You knew from experience that having something to do with your hands when having emotional conversations made things significantly easier so you left them to it.
It was some time later that John came and said goodbye before he headed out, laying a heavy hand on your shoulder in thanks before stepping away. The flat was quiet after he left, as if he had taken a weight with him and now it was time to breathe.
Kyle turned off the lights and shuffled you into bed, curling around you and holding you to his chest. He was quiet for a long time before he finally whispered.
Thank you, love.
Read Simon's drabble here
Enjoy
Hello Valiants!! I've been lurking and simply obsessed with your art and writing of them for a while and I was wondering if you have ever done a comic about how the rest of the team take ghostsoap's relationship? Or is it a secret? Ignore this if you have hehe
๐ฅน๐ฅน๐ฅน๐ฅน๐ฅน Hmm maybe this or this Price one was close, but here's an update... (I think it's BARELY a secret)
Rip guys
Normal conversations to have on the plane
I'm also doing more cod art on Patreon!
what would a drinking contest with the bois look like?
Unforgettable
COD Men and Bad Brain Days
This is my self indulgant way of dealing with the titanic amount of stress that is making my brain whisper of the void. I will stick around, I have to much to be a menace about but why not think about how they would deal with it? Plus if my mother (derogatory) gets to outlive me? Absolutely not.
CW: Suicidal thoughts mentioned
Johnny: Froze a bit once he understands what you are saying.
"Bonnie, why? What? I don't understand?" He holds your face so tight as he flicks his gaze between your eyes.
You laugh lightly, "There is nothing to understand Johnny, sometimes my brain just starts throwing around death as an option. I've learned to tell people so they can help me keep me present. I don't want to die, and I have no plans. I just need you to know that if I randomly start crying I'm okay. I already have an appointment with my doctor and my therapist scheduled to look at my meds."
The concern doesn't leave his face as he pulls you in for a hug. Johnny is always watchful of you but it definately takes on a new level after telling him about the thoughts coming back.
Kyle: Pulled the car over the moment he realizes what you said to him and rests his head on the steering wheel.
"Thank you for telling me, what can I do for you?"
Fighting back the tears you blink and fan your eyes.
"Nothing really? My therapist challenged me to tell someone the next time these thoughts pop up, and I trust you enough to know you won't freak out." You watch him carefully take in several deep breaths before he sits upright and looks at you.
If his eyes are a bit shiny with tears? Neither of you mention it.
"Want to get a drink and sit in the sun for a bit?" He offers.
"I would love that." The tears flow this time. Kyle holds your hand until he is forced to let it go to get out of the car.
Gary: He would find you mid-breakdown because dammit you thought you were past this? It had been years since the last time your brain betrayed you like this and life was going good for once? Yes, you were under some stress but not enough to warrent this overreaction by your brain.
He would pull you into a hug as he sits next to you on the floor and hum lullabies and the randomest collecitons of songs that live inside his head. When you can finally breath without a hitch in your breath he would ask what is wrong.
"My brain is lying to me again. Saying that being dead would be easier than dealing with all this stress," you sniffle into his shoulder.
"Being dead would be easier," he observes calmly.
When you shoot him a glare because that is NOT helpful, he smiles and rubs a thumb through the tears leftover on your face.
"But I know you don't want that, and I'll keep you present and healthy. Let's get some food delivered and then go over some of the things I can take off your plate until things settle down, alright?"
When that causes a new round of tears Gary orders dinner from his phone before coaxing you to the couch with the promise of your favorite show (He can't stand it but knows it will help.)
Simon: The hug he would give you after you hold him? Soul altering. He holds you until you feel real again and presses a kiss to your head. If you find something helpful he asks that you share because he has dealt with his own share of suicidal thoughts ravaging his already messed up mind.
He starts picking up tasks around the house, starting the shower or making dinner, as a way to help you. He checks in at least once a day. He isn't overbearing about it, knowing that the fact you told him is a huge sign of trust and he wouldn't dare abuse it.
John: Oh this man, he would be calling your doctor and therapist and setting up an appointment for you the instant you fell asleep for one of those exhaustion naps. He would book you for a hair cut, a massage, and to get your nails done before the week is out.
He's lost good friends to suicide and the idea that you might disappear? That your thoughts might get to loud to hear that he loves you? He would never recover if he lost you like that. John makes you cry again when he explains everything he has set up for you but he shows his love through actions and these are things he can control. If he could mount a full scale invasion on your brain to kick out whatever makes you think of death as an option he would in a heartbeat.
Masterlist
welcome, here you can see a selection of all my works related to call of duty and divided into different writing categories so you could pick what interests you. character's that i recently writed about โ simon ghost riley, kรถnig, john price, johnny mactavish, kyle garrick, phillip graves.
previous masterlist
DIFFERENT AU WRITINGS โ
๐ญ๐ข๐ ๐๐๐ ๐ฆ๐๐ ๐ข๐ก
โฐ ๐๐บ๐๐ ๐ฑ๐ฟ๐ฎ๐ฏ๐ฏ๐น๐ฒ ๐ผ๐ป๐ฒ
๐ฉ๐ข๐๐ ๐๐ฅ๐๐๐ง๐จ๐ฅ๐ ๐ฆ๐๐ ๐ข๐ก
โฐ ๐๐บ๐๐ ๐ฑ๐ฟ๐ฎ๐ฏ๐ฏ๐น๐ฒ ๐ผ๐ป๐ฒ
OTHER โ
๐ฆ๐๐ ๐ข๐ก ๐ฆ๐ง๐๐ฅ๐ง๐๐ ๐๐๐ง๐๐ก๐ ๐๐๐ง๐ง๐๐ฅ ๐ช๐๐๐ก ๐ฌ๐ข๐จ ๐๐ข๐ง ๐ ๐๐ฅ๐ฅ๐๐๐
husband simon ghost riley x wife fem reader
๐ฆ๐๐ ๐ข๐ก ๐ช๐๐๐ฅ๐๐ก๐ ๐๐๐๐ก๐ฆ
bf simon ghost riley x gf fem reader
๐๐๐ฆ๐ฆ๐๐ฆ ๐ช๐๐ง๐ ๐ฆ๐๐ ๐ข๐ก
bf simon ghost riley x gn reader
๐ก๐ข๐ก ๐ฆ๐๐ซ๐จ๐๐ ๐๐๐ฆ๐ฆ๐๐ฆ ๐ช๐๐ง๐ ๐ฆ๐๐ ๐ข๐ก
bf simon ghost riley x gf fem reader
๐ฆ๐๐ ๐ข๐ก ๐ข๐๐ฆ๐๐ฆ๐ฆ๐๐ ๐ช๐๐ง๐ ๐๐ฅ๐๐๐ ๐๐ก๐ ๐ฌ๐ข๐จ๐ฅ ๐ฃ๐จ๐ฆ๐ฆ๐ฌ
bf simon ghost riley x gf fem reader
๐ฆ๐๐ ๐ข๐ก ๐๐๐ฆ๐ฆ๐๐ก๐ ๐๐ง ๐ฌ๐ข๐จ๐ฅ ๐๐๐๐ฆ
bf simon ghost riley x gf fem reader
๐ฆ๐๐ ๐ข๐ก ๐๐จ๐๐๐๐ก๐ ๐ฌ๐ข๐จ ๐๐ก ๐๐๐ฆ ๐๐ฃ๐๐ฅ๐ง๐ ๐๐ก๐ง ๐๐ฌ๐
bf simon ghost riley x gf fem reader
๐ฆ๐๐ ๐ข๐ก ๐๐๐๐ฃ๐ฆ ๐ง๐ข๐จ๐๐๐ฌ ๐๐ฉ๐๐ก ๐๐ก ๐ฃ๐จ๐๐๐๐
bf simon ghost riley x gf fem reader
๐ฆ๐๐ ๐ข๐ก'๐ฆ ๐๐๐ก๐ ๐ข๐ก ๐ฌ๐ข๐จ๐ฅ ๐๐๐๐ฆ๐ง ๐๐จ๐ฅ๐๐ก๐ ๐ฆ๐๐ซ
bf simon ghost riley x gf fem reader
๐ฆ๐๐ ๐ข๐ก ๐๐๐ง๐ฆ ๐ฅ๐๐ ๐ข๐ ๐๐ก๐ฌ ๐ ๐๐ก ๐ฌ๐ข๐จ ๐๐๐ง๐
friend simon ghost riley x fem reader
๐๐๐ฆ๐ฆ๐๐ก๐ ๐ฆ๐๐ ๐ข๐ก'๐ฆ ๐ง๐จ๐ ๐ ๐ฌ
bf simon ghost riley x gf fem reader
๐๐จ๐๐๐๐๐ก๐ ๐ช๐๐ง๐ ๐ฆ๐๐ ๐ข๐ก
bf simon ghost riley x gn reader
๐๐ข๐๐๐๐ฅ๐๐ก๐ ๐ฆ๐๐ ๐ข๐ก
bf simon ghost riley x gf fem reader
๐ฆ๐๐ ๐ข๐ก ๐ก๐๐ฉ๐๐ฅ ๐๐๐ฆ ๐๐๐๐ก ๐๐ข๐ ๐๐ฆ๐๐๐
bf simon ghost riley x gf fem reader
๐ฆ๐๐ ๐ข๐ก ๐๐๐๐ฃ๐ฆ ๐ฌ๐ข๐จ ๐ช๐๐ง๐ ๐ฆ๐ง๐ข๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐ฅ๐๐ ๐ฃ๐ฆ
bf simon ghost riley x gn reader
๐ช๐๐๐๐ก๐ ๐๐ก ๐ฆ๐๐ ๐ข๐ก'๐ฆ ๐๐๐
simon ghost riley x fem reader
๐ฆ๐๐ ๐ข๐ก ๐ ๐๐ฅ๐๐ฆ ๐ฌ๐ข๐จ ๐ช๐๐๐๐ ๐ฌ๐ข๐จ'๐ฅ๐ ๐ฃ๐ฅ๐๐๐ก๐๐ก๐ง
husband simon ghost riley x wife fem reader
๐ฆ๐๐๐๐๐ฅ๐ ๐ช๐๐ง๐ ๐ฆ๐๐ ๐ข๐ก
bf simon ghost riley x gf fem reader
๐๐๐๐๐ข๐ช๐๐๐ก ๐ช๐๐ง๐ ๐ฆ๐๐ ๐ข๐ก
bf simon ghost riley x gf fem reader
๐ฆ๐๐ ๐ข๐ก ๐๐๐ก๐๐๐๐ฆ ๐ฌ๐ข๐จ ๐๐๐ฅ๐๐๐จ๐๐๐ฌ ๐๐จ๐ฅ๐๐ก๐ ๐๐๐ฅ๐ฆ๐ง ๐ฆ๐๐ซ ๐ฆ๐๐ก๐๐ ๐ฌ๐ข๐จ ๐๐๐ฅ๐ง๐๐๐
husband simon ghost riley x wife fem reader
๐ ๐๐๐๐ก๐ ๐ฆ๐๐ ๐ข๐ก ๐๐จ๐ ๐ฃ ๐ฌ๐ข๐จ๐ฅ ๐๐๐
bf simon ghost riley x gf fem reader
๐๐๐๐ก๐ ๐ฆ๐๐ ๐ข๐ก'๐ฆ ๐๐๐ฃ ๐๐๐ง
owner simon ghost riley x hybrid fem reader
๐ฆ๐๐ ๐ข๐ก ๐๐ฆ ๐๐ก ๐๐๐ฆ๐ฌ ๐๐ข๐ฉ๐๐ฅ
bf simon ghost riley x gf fem reader
๐ง๐๐๐๐๐๐ก๐ ๐ฆ๐๐ ๐ข๐ก ๐ง๐ข ๐๐๐ฉ๐ ๐๐๐ ๐ฆ๐๐๐ ๐ ๐ฅ๐๐ฆ๐ง
bf simon ghost riley x gn reader
๐๐ข๐ ๐๐ก๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ข๐ ๐ ๐ง๐ข ๐ฆ๐๐ ๐ข๐ก ๐๐ฅ๐จ๐ก๐
bf simon ghost riley x gf fem reader
๐ฆ๐๐ ๐ข๐ก ๐๐จ๐ฌ๐๐ก๐ ๐ ๐๐ฅ๐๐ก๐ ๐ง๐ข๐ฌ ๐๐ข๐ฅ ๐ฌ๐ข๐จ
bf simon ghost riley x gf fem reader
๐ฃ๐๐ฅ๐๐๐๐ก๐ ๐ฌ๐ข๐จ๐ฅ ๐ฆ๐จ๐ก๐๐ฅ๐๐ฆ๐ฆ ๐๐ก ๐๐ฅ๐ข๐ก๐ง ๐ข๐ ๐ฆ๐๐ ๐ข๐ก
bf simon ghost riley x gf fem reader
๐๐๐ฃ๐๐ ๐ฆ๐๐ ๐ข๐ก ๐๐๐๐ก๐ ๐ฆ๐ ๐๐ง๐ง๐๐ก ๐ข๐ฉ๐๐ฅ ๐ฌ๐ข๐จ
alpha mate simon ghost riley x omega mate fem reader
๐ฌ๐ข๐จ๐ฅ ๐ฃ๐ฅ๐๐๐๐ข๐จ๐ฆ ๐ญ๐ข๐ ๐๐๐ ๐ฆ๐๐ ๐ข๐ก
zombie bf simon ghost riley x gn reader
P LINKS โ
๐๐๐๐ก๐ ๐ ๐ก๐๐จ๐๐๐ง๐ฌ ๐ ๐๐ก๐ซ ๐ง๐ข๐ช๐๐ฅ๐๐ฆ ๐ฆ๐๐ ๐ข๐ก
bf simon ghost riley x gf fem reader
๐ฌ๐ข๐จ ๐ช๐๐๐ ๐จ๐ฃ ๐ก๐๐๐๐ฌ ๐๐ก ๐ง๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ข๐ ๐ง๐๐ ๐ก๐๐๐๐ง
bf simon ghost riley x gf fem reader
๐ฆ๐๐ ๐ข๐ก ๐๐ข๐ ๐๐ฆ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ข๐ ๐ ๐ง๐๐ฅ๐๐ ๐๐๐ง๐๐ฅ ๐๐๐ฃ๐๐ข๐ฌ๐ ๐๐ก๐ง
bf simon ghost riley x gf fem reader
๐ ๐๐๐ง๐ง๐๐ ๐๐๐ง ๐ ๐ข๐ฅ๐ ๐ช๐๐ง๐ ๐ฆ๐๐ ๐ข๐ก
bf simon ghost riley x gf fem reader
๐๐ฅ๐ฌ ๐๐จ๐ ๐ฃ๐๐ก๐ ๐ฆ๐๐ ๐ข๐ก'๐ฆ ๐ก๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ข๐๐
bf simon ghost riley x gf fem reader
DIFFERENT AU WRITINGS โ
๐๐๐ฅ๐ ๐๐ฅ ๐๐ข๐ก๐๐
โฐ ๐๐บ๐๐ ๐ฑ๐ฟ๐ฎ๐ฏ๐ฏ๐น๐ฒ ๐ผ๐ป๐ฒ
๐๐ซ๐๐๐๐ก๐๐๐ก๐ ๐๐๐ง๐ง๐๐ฅ๐ฆ ๐ช๐๐ง๐ ๐๐ข๐๐ข๐ก๐๐ ๐๐ข๐ก๐๐
โฐ ๐๐บ๐๐ ๐ฑ๐ฟ๐ฎ๐ฏ๐ฏ๐น๐ฒ ๐ผ๐ป๐ฒ, ๐๐บ๐๐ ๐ฑ๐ฟ๐ฎ๐ฏ๐ฏ๐น๐ฒ ๐๐๐ผ
OTHER โ
๐ฆ๐จ๐๐๐ฌ ๐๐ข๐ก๐๐
bf kรถnig x gf fem reader
๐๐ข๐๐๐๐ฅ๐๐ก๐ ๐๐ข๐ก๐๐
bf kรถnig x gf fem reader
๐๐๐๐ก๐๐ฃ๐ฃ๐๐ฅ ๐๐ข๐ก๐๐ ๐ง๐ฅ๐๐๐ง๐ฆ ๐ฌ๐ข๐จ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ฆ ๐ฃ๐ฅ๐๐ก๐๐๐ฆ๐ฆ
kidnapper kรถnig x fem reader
๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ข๐ก๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ก๐๐ฃ๐ฃ๐ฆ ๐ฌ๐ข๐จ
mafia kรถnig x fem civilian reader
๐๐ข๐ก๐๐'๐ฆ ๐ฅ๐จ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ง๐ช๐๐๐ก ๐ฌ๐ข๐จ๐ฅ ๐ง๐๐๐๐๐ฆ
bf kรถnig x gf fem reader
OTHER โ
๐๐ข๐๐ก ๐๐จ๐๐๐ฆ ๐ฌ๐ข๐จ ๐๐๐๐ข๐ฅ๐ ๐ฌ๐ข๐จ ๐๐๐๐ฉ๐ ๐ข๐ก ๐จ๐ก๐๐๐ฅ๐๐ข๐ฉ๐๐ฅ ๐ ๐๐ฆ๐ฆ๐๐ข๐ก
john price x fem reader
OTHER โ
๐๐ฌ๐๐ ๐จ๐ฆ๐๐ก๐ ๐ฃ๐๐ ๐ข๐ ๐ฌ๐ข๐จ ๐๐ฆ ๐๐๐ฆ ๐๐ข๐๐๐ฆ๐๐ฅ๐๐๐ก
bf kyle garrick x gf fem reader
it's takes time with simon, patience, to wait for him until he warms up enough to crawl out from beneath his shell towards you, a shelter he built around, a place he let you approach, but never really left it, even when you started a relationship, a thing much closer than just a greetings and small hugs, ravenous kisses, long embraces, whispered, searing pet names, he still hesitated.
to let you see how his life looks, the military part of him, aside from a dirty gear he comes back home in, his friends, stories, his apartment, spacious, but too empty to be related as a home, his soul, the triggers and traumas that forever here to haunt him, simon never really leaves behind the ghost of himself, something he embraced instead.
so when he takes you with him to the town pub, not to spend time together, but to let you meet face forward with the curious, bewildered gazes of his military comrades, even his captain startled to see simon bring up anyone alongside himself, the realization makes something in you squeeze, throbbing right against your thumping, racing heart, overcoming with the sting that makes your eyes blink rapid, until a heavy arm tugs you almost forcefully close.
simon cradles you close to the curve of his side, fitting right against the slope of his waist, encircled fully with his draping hand, a protective gesture, a sharp, intent undertone to his smoldering eyes, catching the dim light of the room, he tongues at his cheek, gives a little bite to the tender flesh on the inside, calloused fingers spanning across the curvature of your hip, when his chest rumbles, reverberates through you whole, how he introduces you, his girl.
it's settles deep, the acknowledge, or a confession, hooking and tearing in your skin, sparkling like something long awaited, forgotten as a thing that would likely never happen, but it's there, voiced out to the stilling air between you all, the open mouths of his friends, simon's nose nudging in the crown of your head, leaving there a tender, flaming kiss that travels to your cheeks with heat, as you stutter, squeak a weak greeting, and their eyes soften, sweet and hopeful.
you hear a lot about simon this evening, how cool he is, hard as a rock, a good man, settled shy and pliable on his one thigh, muscular and solid beneath the suppleness of your body he holds tight, barking a laugh, crooked grin here and there while they talk, telling you things that seem like a secrets, but they're told in his presence, so you soak everything in, every little detail you're now have a permission to hold, close to your heart, nodding, giggling tender and raw, thanking every minute of what's happening.
his team is good, you scroll in your head when you both leave the pub, biding farewells out in the nighty, cold street, simon's jacket heavy and smelling with something heady over your shoulders, they loved you, made some affectionate nicknames that you're would definitely called again if you'll meet in the future, and it's stacks in behind your ribcage, heavy and bubbling, you suppress it all the way back to home, leaning on the sturdy warmth of the body you're cradled close to.
it's spills out unexpected, like a cork popping out from the wine bottle, pouring seemingly unstoppable, when simon lays you down on the cottony, cold sheets of your shared bed, tingling shivers trailing up from your curling toes at the contact, at the contrast of his chapped, scorching lips over your body and face, peppering sugary, gentle kisses, you sense the hunger in there, see through blearing haze at your eyes how his jawline tightens, teeth's grinding together, as he undresses you down.
you cry when he sheathes himself deep in, soppy, spasming cunt squeezed tight and wet around his bothered, engorged cock, walls seizing at the slip of your emotions, at the sob you let out, scaring something from simon that makes him pull you close instantly, bending awkwardly, tugging you against his sweating, firm chest, heart hammering beneath your ear and wet, tear streaked face as he rasps worried, short questions, listening at the way you choke small whimpers.
simon holds you still until you calm down enough to tell him, share all the worries you had, how patiently you waited for all of this, to hear how he proudly calls you his, introduces to his another slice of life, takes you forward with him hand in hand, as you weep, giggle during your speech, and he chuckles, not rude, brushing off way, it's as raw as your tears, hoarse, joyful in another kind, and he whispers then, voice mirroring yours in it's wetness, thanking you for being there all this time.
now his, for forever, and only, with nothing to wait for no more.
main masterlist. quidelines.
broken glass
simon riley doubts his worthiness of having you | hurt/comfort(?)
sorry i was gone for so long. i havenโt felt motivated in a while. this is just an attempt to get back into writing. iโve been working on various projects, abandoning them halfway through. was relatively proud of this, so iโve decided to post it.
mentions of abuse. insecurities. i donโt know, tell me if i missed any.
He was born into a home of broken glass, every argument a shard, every silence a fracture.
Simon Riley had been born into chaos. His earliest memories were of screams that echoed through the halls of a crumbling home, the heavy thuds of fists against thin walls, the sound of a door slamming as his mother stumbled from the house, her face bruised and hollow. His father, always drunk, was a constant presenceโa shadow, a monsterโwho only softened when his fists fell silent, usually in a moment of fleeting remorse, or more likely, when his anger was spent.
He was a man who was shattered like thin glass, a splinter that made you bleed and quickly pull your hand away like there was fire. He drew blood, his hands rough and calloused, a man too harsh to be loved. War was all he had, and all heโd known, even if he wanted to know better. He had so many questions, and yet he choked on the words as he tried to ask, instead opting to drown deeply in the cacophony of screams. He searched for peace, a man whoโd never experienced such, echoes of gunshots ringing in his ears and never offering any silence. He was engineered by a system to survive, to endure, but never to heal.
Simon didnโt sleep anymore, or, if he did, it was never rest.
His whole life had been dedicated to violence, actively seeking it as much as he avoided it. He felt stained with the blood he drew, scars along his back only indicating the pain he endured rather than that which he caused. Simon was a man who was supposed to be dead, and yet, the cruel God which seemed to have cursed him refused to let such a thing occur. His soul cracked in ways he couldn't articulate, his body a crumpled map of all he'd been through. Heโd gone through existence without ever living.
He sought for warmth and comfort, even though he knew he could never be worthy of such a thing. He was a man who stained the snow-lands a deep scarlet. He was a wreck of a man who broke everything with his touch, strangling flowers in his grasp.
Perhaps that was why he fell so hard for you. You were like a beacon of light, granting him some solace. Giving him sympathies which he didnโt deserve, yet he yearned for. His head rested on your chest as he listened to your heart beat, assuring him that you were real and you were here. Whispered confessions of love still left doubt in his twisted mind, convinced youโd find someone better than him. He was convinced you might leave, holding on tightly to you and treating you as best as a man like him knew how to.
Heโd never had a proper role model for love, most of the things he knew having been learned from books heโd stumbled upon or movies heโd watched. He was a man with a wicked father, and no matter the care of his mother, that evilness he believed was deep inside him could never be cancelled out. Love was a foreign language to him.
After all, there was no escaping the ghosts that haunted him, for he was one himself.
And yet you made him believe it might be possible.
His harsh voice would whisper your name like a secret prayer, his hand with its scarred knuckles gripping your gentle hand tightly. Perhaps he was finally starting to believe you might not go anywhere.
One night, in the capture of the moonlight which snuck through the cracks of the pulled curtains, Simon asked, slightly more loudly than he intended to, โwhy do you love me?โ
Fingers that were previously toying with his slowed to a stop, and you adjusted yourself to stare at him. โWhat do you mean?โ you replied. Your brows were furrowed, confusion evident on your face, and yet Simon could swear you looked like a deity. A blessing, was what you were to him. Someone who managed to let him know that maybe he wasnโt as ill as heโd convinced himself he was, a carefully-crafted facade having broken down more as the months turned into years.
He sat up, not sure how to word it. He was a man of few of those, after all. He plainly answered, โexactly what I asked,โ slightly shrugging.
You bit your lip, seemingly thinking for a moment. It felt like a stupid question. Why did anyone love anyone, after all? Why did he love you, you could even ask. You swallowed, deciding to softly say, โbecause youโre worth loving.โ
And perhaps he might one day start to believe he is, especially of the love of yours. The moments of bared insecurity were rare, occurring in only the latest times of night, the moon the only other witness of the confessions. They were caused by exhaustion, barely recalled when the sun rose. Yet, each night it happened, as he let himself sometimes cry in your arms after a nightmare, or letting drops of pain drip out of his soul, he was slowly starting to believe your honesty when you said you would not leave.
When you said that you love him.
He was a man with a shattered ego which heโd tried to tape back together flimsily, yet you made new parts of him which were whole. Certain parts could never be filled, but as long as you were in his arms, the pains of his soul may slowly fade away into nothing but background noise, lullabies of your words drowning them out as delicate fingers ran themselves over his scarred and tortured body.
A hand rough from holding knives and guns could tend for flowers as well, he was slowly starting to learn.
Welcome to my blog!
Minors DNI โ The content on this blog is for adults (18+). By following or engaging with this content, you are agreeing that you are 18 or older. (I will block users not respecting this boundary.)
Chat โ Feel free to drop into my ask box, DM me, leave me comments...I enjoy connecting with people.
Requests โ closed
Taglist โ If you want to follow my work and be there right when it goes live, please consider joining my taglist. (You are responsible for making sure I can โ@โ you when I tag a post; blank, empty, and ageless blogs will not be accepted) Taglist Changes Update.
Community Labels - This blog is Community Label compliant. All content that is graphic in nature will be put behind a Community Label. If you wish to view mature content, please adjust your settings.
Platforms โ I am only on Ao3 & Tumblr. If you see my work on other platforms, please contact me.
Who am I? โ Poppy. she/they. 31. bisexual trash gremlin w/ a caffeine addiction. @gloomwitchtales is my personal blog.
ao3 // taglist // personal tumblr
Missed Hints (Thorin Oakenshield x Female Reader)
Misunderstanding (Thorin Oakenshield x Female Reader)
Mint & Stone (Thorin Oakenshield x Female Reader) ... coming soon
Rainy Reunion (Aragorn x Female Reader)
Burnt Bread (รomer x Female Reader)
Gentle Dark (Haldir x Female Reader)
A Sudden Spark (รomer x Female Reader)
We Wonโt Be Missed (Legolas x Female Elf Reader)
An Unexpected Catch (Boromir x Female Reader)
Untitled Captain Rex ... coming soon
Untitled Din Djarin ... coming soon
Untitled Hunter (Bad Batch) ... coming soon
Dark Knowledge Masterlist (Miraak x Hermaeus Mora x Female Reader)
Ink & Needle Masterlist (Simon "Ghost" Riley x Female Reader)
Dangerous Pursuit Masterlist (Captain John Price x Female Reader)
Imagines & What If Main Masterlist (Task Force 141)
Locker Room: Part One // Part Two // Simon's POV (Simon "Ghost" Riley x Female Reader)
Second Act Masterlist (Task Force 141 Masked Metal Band AU)
A Brute, Brute Heart (Simon "Ghost" Riley x Female Reader)
Thinking Of Series: Knight // Viking // Hacker // Hitman // Pub Owner // (Summer) Olympics // (Winter) Olympics // Regency // PornStar // Gladiator // BlueCollar // Bodyguard // RockStar // MMAFighter
Untitled Simon "Ghost" Riley Post-Apocalyptic AU ... coming soon
Winter 2023 Collection Masterlist
Fluffuarry 2024 Masterlist (Star Wars Edition)
Spring 2024 Collection Masterlist
Summer 2024 Collection Masterlist
1k Follower Event Masterlist
3.5k Follower Spooky Bingo Masterlist
Kinktober 2024
masterlist banners: created using Canva profile picture: taken & edited by gloomwitchwrites profile banner: taken & edited by gloomwitchwrites (oracle cards from Threads of Fate)