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you know what keeps me up at night? that Gaz only has 3-4 skins (i think) while Ghost and König have like a million...

I do think about Simon Riley saying “here kitty kitty” to you in a dark alley a lot but it never becomes anything.

Thinking about Simon going to his local animal shelter after retirement because his therapist recommended he get a pet in order to keep himself busy, have a reason to get up in the mornings and just overall have some company.

Not only does he end up going home with a dog, but also one of the cute shelter volunteers who tried desperately to get him to take home some (all) of the pets who've been in there the longest.

When they do inevitably move in together, she tries (and fails) to sneakily bring home as many of the scraggly little drop offs she can because they're so cute and sweet and no one else even passes them a second glance.

They turn into that one slightly odd couple with like ten dogs and six cats, and they're always up at weird hours to feed the latest fragile little foster baby they've somehow been put in charge of looking after.

He ends up loving all the animals, how rewarding it is to see them grow, and the bittersweet moments when they finally find their forever homes.

He loves it so much, in fact, that he decides to open a K9 rehabilitation program, combining his military expertise and her veterinary knowledge and, of course, their shared love of animals.

Together, they take former working animals, retraining them to be safely and comfortably reintegrated back into day-to-day life before pairing them with their forever families (who, unsurprisingly, tend to be veterans in a similar situation to Simon's).

All of the guys he served with visit his place, and very few of them leave without a leash in their hand and a new friend at their heels.

they invented a new salad named dont be scared everything will work out

cw: post sex drabble, naked bodies

— Well, you done fucked up.

Look at you, waking up in bed right next to that hot neighbor, what was his name again? Simon? Yeah. He had been staring at you the past few weeks since moving in, and you thought he was cute, so of course you thought to yourself, "What's the harm in one good fuck?"

Everything. God he had such a good dick, and he knew how to use it, the benefit of an older man you supposed. By the third time you came you were face down into his soft pillow, whimpering and mewling like a cat in heat. And of course he had the audacity to give your ass a little slap, slowly easing out of you. A hand rubbing your aching tummy, maybe a few wet kisses pressed to your back as he laid on top of you.

A soft coo to follow, "Ah love, you took me so well, look at you, sweet thing."

All you could do was sigh into his big broad muscles, sniffling softly in exhaustion. And of course you fell asleep to his warm, comforting words, and gentle hands caressing you.

And when you woke up, he had you in an absolute death grip, one that signified that this would not be a one night stand. Of course, you could struggle and try to tug out of his big, burly arms. But the moment you heard a slow inhale and feel his grip tighten, you knew you were locked in.

A warm kiss pressed to your back, his rumbly voice crooning in your ear, "Where do you think yer going, love?"

And just maybe, you would let your eyes fall shut, a few more hours of sleep would surely loosen his grip, right??

BTW if you've unlocked simp!simon then good luck trying to get out of bed.

Once he leaves the tough guy act around you you got yourself a 6'4 leech with abandonment issues. Bro is a boa constrictor in bed, NEEDS to touch you somehow to sleep no matter the temperature otherwise he'll puke, and don't get me started on nights he got flaring anxiety from the nightmares, which are often.

Man will wake up and walk with you to the bathroom like a kicked kitten if you gotta pee on a bad night. And if you want any privacy you gotta kick him out to wait by the door otherwise he is standing next to you the whole time half asleep cuz he's a weirdo.

If you tend to wake up earlier than him for whatever he refuses for you to do your morning routine somewhere else. You're chilling on your phone, putting makeup on, stretching, that's fine, do it in the room. If you try to tell him that you're loud or that you need music in the morning no argument works. Play your music as loud as you want, turn on whatever light, open the windows, his sleep doesn't matter he needs to see you around in the morning, there's no talking him out of it.

If anything it's his favourite time. To be woken up by you doing such mundane tasks, feeling all safe. If you're passing around the bed he'll sneak an arm out and snatch you for a couple minutes (actually half an hour wake up early or you'll be late) cuddle.

EASY, BREEZY, BEAUTIFUL - TASK FORCE 141

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💀💭🧼 (uncensored ghussy on my twt 😔)

( in an op in a forest)

reader: I swear if I see one spider I’m leaving

price: can’t do that tink

reading, mocking: cAnT do tHaT- watch me. One spider. Gone. Sitting on the helo, hell I’ll surrender myself to the enemy

ghost, nonchalantly: what if the torture you by spiders? reader: …they can’t be that heartless

ghost: mm. ghost; just so ya know Johnny is putting a spider in your bag as we speak

Johnny, doing that exact thing: OI NO IM NOT-

I just think physical affection would fix me