Imagine Ghost Genuinely Caring About You But Struggling To Offer Comfort When You’re Sad.

Simon forgets how strong he is

18+ MDNI - cw: bruising - ~700 words

just some Simon Riley NSFW brainrot ♥︎ - part 2-ish, and part 3-ish here!!

Simon forgets how to be gentle.

When he's at war, fighting and shooting and killing day and night, all he knows is hardness. Brutality. Ruthlessness. His hands and heart grow calloused and rough in his months away from you. Using his unfathomable strength to survive is what he grows used to, it becomes second nature.

But it's your softness he remembers, to keep himself sane. It's all he thinks about. Dreams of.

The way the flesh of your hips, your ass, your breasts, your belly, pillows so deliciously between his fingers when he squeezes his handful - so warm, so supple. The way your vanilla-balmed lips graze his scarred skin so tenderly, however undeserved your sweetness is.

And when he finally returns home, after months of missing, craving you - when you stand in the door, honey thighs bare by virtue of the black panties you wore just to torture him, soft tummy peeking out from under your crop-top - he just can't restrain himself.

You greet him with your sugary smile, stretching up on your toes to curl your loving arms around his neck - your gentle voice, music; "Si, ah! I'm so glad you're okay…"

The moment your velvet skin touches his, his shackles crumble. Like a beast starved, he clutches you. Mammoth arms curl around you, constricting, gripping you eagerly like you might be a dream; liable to turn to a memory, to smoke.

His avaricious embrace lifts your feet from the ground, though he doesn't mean to - he burrows his nose and mouth into the crook of your neck, lets the curls of your hair smother him and fill his chest with the faint scent of your fruity shampoo. Fights every urge to take a bite, like you're a ripe nectarine.

Growls into your skin, through his jaw; "I fuckin' missed you, love. Christ, you have no idea how much I missed you."

"I missed you too, baby…" you coo into his ear, even your breathing is tender - he can't take it.

So he ferries you immediately to the sitting room, scoops you up like you weigh nothing, lets you coil your buttery thighs around his waist as he sits you on his lap on the sofa.

His wide hands take their greedy handfuls of your body - of your waist, of your hips, of your thighs, of your ass. Finally indulging the impulses he had dreamed about for so long - the very image he had fucked his fist to more times than he could count while parted from you.

With his teeth on your shoulder, tongue laving your warm skin; "So fuckin' soft," he grumbles deeply, and urges, "pretty thing. So soft. Fuck, I missed you."

His cock is hasty to grow boulder-solid under his trousers, and he chastises himself - but you answer with a cloying giggle, grinding your mound against its rigidity as if to torment him.

"Mm, you did miss me," you tease, little brat.

Then in an instant, all he can think about is the softness of your syrupy pussy, the gumminess of the inside of your cunt as its walls caress and milk his cock like it was built just to fit him.

You make him fucking ravenous, so voraciously eager to have you that he doesn't even notice his hands turn to vices around your flesh - fingers burrowing so deeply into the cheek of your ass that he might break through the skin.

"Ah!" You yelp, "Ow - Simon - you're hurting me-"

Your squeak of pain is enough to immediately shatter him - so he rapidly lifts you off of him, protecting you from his impulse. Stands you on your feet so that you're no longer victim to his inability to control himself.

"Shit, I'm sorry-" he grunts under his breath, "I'm sorry."

"It's okay, it's-" Your brows curl in worry, turning to look at where he had clawed you - and he sees the purple bruises where his hand had wrenched the flesh of your ass, the red lines where his fingernails had nearly punctured you. "Oh," you breathe at the sight, "…wow."

Drowning in visceral shame, he can barely bring himself to touch you again. But your soft hand caresses his hair, running through the sandy tresses - you, somehow, the one to comfort him.

"It's okay, baby, I know you didn't mean to," you purr fondly, and he leans forward to shamefully press as soft a kiss as he can into the bruise he gave you. Fucking monster.

"I'm sorry," he croaks into your skin, hoping his guilt will reverse his barbarity. "I just missed you."

"I know," you croon, turning to plant a loving kiss into his hair. "It's okay."

You guide him to lean back, mounting his lap again, letting your pelvis grind against the erection you were quick to reawaken.

His hands barely ghosting over your skin, he restrains himself, touches you carefully.

You whisper, into his stubbled cheek; "I'll show you how to be gentle again."

Hey!!! I was wondering if you could write a fic with fem reader x Ghost, where the reader is super innocent and doesn’t realize how she looks when she gets on her knees to pick something off the ground? And ghost likes her but is too nervous since he’s her superior?

Like reader just drops something and gets on her knees to pick it up, maybe has to bend over if it fell under something, and ghost gets hard and embarrassed????…👀👀👀👀 🤭 maybe smut????

thank you so much for the ask bestie!! this is for everyone i emotionally scarred with the angst fics lately<3

a work affair

mutual pining and smut !

cw: age gap, some unbalanced power dynamics (he's kinda your boss), and unprotected sex

simon remembers the exact day you joined the team, he almost scoffed out loud upon seeing you for the first time. he thought you were lost, a face like yours didn't belong in the military let alone his branch; too much gore and violence.

your smile never flinched as you were introduced to each member of the team, even when you looked up at him in his mask he swore that smile got even wider. he spent that whole night tossing and turning, thinking about how on earth price and laswell okayed someone like you joining the team. it just seemed irresponsible.

but simon ate those words almost immediately, he was surprised to see how efficiently you worked in the field. the way you took orders on the field sent a weird sense of pride through his chest and he was relieved to see the way you seamlessly found your place in 141.

he found himself wanting to hang around the team after missions, just to be around you for a little longer. he hoped no one noticed though, he'd lose his job if he was caught mingling with a subordinate. so he watched from the sidelines while you joked with soap and gaz, occasionally finding himself making comments and additions, just to see your smile and the mischievous glint in your eye.

———

you were sitting on the old couch in the safe house, flicking through your sudoku book since you were having a hard time falling asleep. you twirled your pencil in your hand while you worked on the puzzle, trying to find the next number in the line.

the utensil accidentally slipped from between your fingers and hit the floor, rolling under the couch. you groaned and dropped your book onto the seat next to you, then moved to kneel on the floor. you leaned over and stuck your hand under the couch, feeling around for the pencil.

you cursed under your breath when you felt your finger hit it, but slide it further away so you angled your head so you could try to look for it instead of feel around. you almost had it with your middle finger when you heard someone clear their throat behind you.

you jumped and pulled your arm out from under the couch. then you sat up, still on your knees and huffed to blow your hair out of your face.

"oh, l.t.," you were relieved to see that it was just him, "what are you doing?"

his voice was deep, still scratchy with sleep, "could ask you the same thing." he was wearing a t-shirt and some sweatpants, but his mask was still pulled over his face, from your angle he looked even bigger than he usually does. you'd always sensed some sort of tension between you and your lieutenant, at first you thought it was because he didn't like having you on the team.

a few months into that awkward tension and you asked soap about it, he told you that ghost was just sorts like that with everyone. what surprised you the most was when he said that he noticed the masked man was actually nicer to you than he'd ever seen him before. you couldn't help blushing at that and it stayed in your mind for months after, only getting worse whenever you interacted with him.

you dusted your hands off, "my pencil fell and i can't reach it." you thought you were going to die of embarrassment, your lieutenant, who you might've had a mild crush on, just witnessed you in the most awkward position imaginable.

"shouldn't you be sleeping?" he was standing with his arms crossed over his chest now, his biceps practically bursting through the short sleeves of his shirt.

"sorry sir," you tipped your head to the side a little, "i couldn't sleep so i came out here."

he sighed and moved towards you, getting on his knees in front of the couch, "move over so i can see," you scooted back and he pushed his arm under the couch.

when he sat up right again he had your pencil in his hand, you smiled wide and he dropped it in your hand. even though he was wearing his mask, you could see the way it shifted when he smiled back, then he turned and sat with his back against the front of the couch and let out a quiet grunt.

you mirrored, grabbing your book from the couch and flipping it open to your page. you were sitting close enough that your shoulder pressed against his bicep, but neither of you moved. you liked this about ghost, he wasn't the kind of person that made conversation when he didn't need to, he was fine just sitting there with you.

you worked on your puzzle for a little while, mumbling numbers to yourself and chewing your lip. you could feel him look at you occasionally, you turned your head with a smile when his eyes lingered for a little longer than usual.

"what about you l.t.?" you turned your body towards him a little more, "shouldn't you be asleep too?"

he lifted his arm to scratch the top of his head, "same as you, kid, hard time sleeping."

you nodded and looked down at your book, "i started bringing these a few missions ago," you huffed a laugh, "they don't even help, i actually spend the entire night working on them because i lose track of time."

he chuckled and took it from your hands, his fingertips brushing over yours made you jolt a little. he flicked to a random page and took your pencil, then started marking numbers down.

you leaned over his shoulder and watched, unfortunately for ghost, he flipped to one of the harder puzzles. he was struggling but didn't want to admit defeat.

"that 5 doesn't go there sir," you chimed in.

he snapped his head around and looked right at you, "i know, quit talking i'm trying to focus," he tapped the book with the pencil eraser.

after a few more minutes of making no progress, he finally turned the book towards you and pointed to a square with the tip of the pencil, "what goes here?"

you laughed, "ohhh," you pushed his arm a little, "now you want my help?"

"just tell me," he grunted.

"ok fine," you leaned over again, pressing yourself against his arm as you pointed and gave numbers for him to write down.

after he wrote the last number into the last box you turned to him, your faces inches apart as you grinned. "there ya go l.t.," you wrapped your fingers as far around his forearm as they could go and squeezed his arm a little, "you did it all by yourself."

his eyes bounced between yours, then scanned across your face. the book slipped from his hands and the pencil rolled under the couch again, but neither of you cared. you've never been this close to him before, you could almost feel the warmth rolling off of him.

your hand was still on his arm but before you could take it off, he covered it with his other hand. he lifted his hand again and brought it up to cup your cheek, your eyes widened.

“sir?” you whispered

"tell me to stop," his voice was low as the other hand lifted his mask over his nose.

your eyes didn't leave his lips as you shook your head and wrapped a hand around his wrists, "i don't want you to," you whispered.

he grabbed your bicep guided you into his lap, letting you straddle him while he pulled your face to his to attach his lips to yours. your hands went to his large shoulders and you held on as he rubbed his hands all over your back.

you were panting when he moved down to plant kisses down your neck, nipping and licking the sensitive skin. his hands gripped onto your hips as he helped you roll your hips down into his.

"god," he said our name and the pulse in your pussy throbbed, "you have no clue what you do to me, do you?”

you whimpered and let him slip your shirt off your head, he groaned after seeing that there was nothing under it. well, you were supposed to be going to sleep and sleeping in a bra is insane, but thank god that thing wasn't in the way right now. his large hand cupped your left boob while his mouth littered kisses all over the other.

you tugged on his shirt, begging him to take it off so you could feel his skin against yours.

"take your pants off," he demanded, lifting you off his lap so he could take his shirt off but he left his mask on. you desperately wanted to see what he was hiding under there, but one step at a time, even if these steps were a little out of order.

you wasted no time getting back into his lap and attaching your lips to his again, you slid your hands up the back of his mask and into his hair. you tugged a little and he groaned into your mouth, then brought one hand up to grip the back of your hair.

he slipped the hand that rested on your hip along the waist band of your underwear. you impatiently rolled your hips again and he finally let his hand slide lower. he cupped your pussy, applying pressure with two fingers to your slit.

you whined and gripped his hair tighter, while he used his fingers to rub circles on your clit through your underwear. his lips moved back down to your neck and it took everything in you not to moan out loud.

you could feel his cock hardening under you, the length of it poking your ass a little. you wanted to giggle because who knew lieutenant simon riley was a commando kinda guy?

it didn’t take long for you to be a panting mess, moving your hips in time with his hand to help yourself reach your high. but before you could get there he pulled his hand away and loved his hands back up to your chest. you huffed in annoyance and he nipped at the underside of your jaw.

“cmon now,” he was grinning, “i’ve been waiting so long, let me take my time.”

you rolled your eyes at him, but he was unbothered by it. he let his hand fall back down to your pussy, sliding the crotch of your underwear to the side so he could feel you with nothing in the way. he wasted no time slipping his fingers into your slit, groaning at the wetness he felt there.

you started to ride his hand, dropping your head into his neck to muffle yourself. he slid a finger into your, moaning with you and curled it to hit the spongy spot that made your toes curl. the heel of his palm rubbed against your clit and a new feeling of pleasure flowed through you.

“oh god,” you whined, “i need more.”

he slid another finger in and pushed his free hand into your hair so he could pull your head back and see your face. he slotted his mouth over yours, swallowing your moans and pushing his tongue into your mouth.

it all felt so good, every part of him was pressed up against you and you felt like you were going to explode. the base of your skull was burning with euphoria and your abdomen tightened as you got closer and closer. the hot feeling in your lower stomach got hotter as he picked up the pace with his fingers.

“there ya go,” he spoke against your mouth, “you wanna cum?”

you nodded your head and whimpered again, tightening your grip on his hair, “please— sir, i’m gonna—“ you were cut off by your orgasm and ghost attached his mouth to yours again to keep you quiet.

he helped you ride your high then pulled his fingers out of you, you rested your forehead on his shoulder while you panted. his left hand rubbed your back and went all the way up to your neck before it went back down again.

“you okay?” he asked.

you nodded, feeling his hard cock still poking you in the ass. you lifted your head off his shoulder and put your hands on the sides of his neck, “what about you?”

“we can stop here if you need,” he looked into your eyes.

your hands slid down his bare chest, all the way down his nicely built abdomen to the waistband of his sweatpants. you pushed your hand in and wrapped your hand around him, earning a gasp from the large man.

“i don’t wanna,” you looked up into his eyes again.

you kissed the side of his neck and freed him from his pants. he was big, so big it made you a little nervous, but you were anything but a quitter. you stroked him, using his precum to help. both of his hands were gripping your hips, holding you so tight his knuckles were white and you knew you’d bruise in the morning.

you lifted yourself up a little, using your hand to guide the head of his cock up and down your slit, letting it bump your clit while you gasped into his mouth. you could see him holding back, biting down into his lip so he couldn’t make the sounds you needed to hear.

he threw his head back into the couch cushion when you let the head press against your entrance. you winced at the feeling of his grip getting tighter until he got impatient and swatted your hand out of the way to replace it with his own.

"let me do it," he pecked your lips one more time, then looked down to where the two of you were joined.

he used the hand on your hip to guide you down, checking on you for any signs that you want to turn back when he heard you wince. you were far from that feeling, trying to push him deeper, only to be slowed down by his hand.

"fuck-" you whimpered, letting your head fall back.

ghost immediately started kissing along your collarbone and neck, feeling you squirm a little when he got to ticklish spots. he finally bottomed out and wrapped both his arms around you, groaning into your neck while you bit into your lip. you felt so insanely full and with every small movement you felt him inside you hitting every spot.

"baby," he sounded whiney in your ear, it made your cunt flutter and he whimpered, "i gotta move now."

you nodded your head and he started with shallow trusts. your arms were wrapped around his neck and your eyes rolled back into your head, it felt like he was going impossibly deeper with each movement of his hips. he cursed under his breath, running his hands up your shoulders and keeping your front pressed up against his.

"so tight, gonna make me cum so fast," he held you tighter and started to move his hips a little faster.

you could barely form words, each time the head of his cock pushed into your cervix the air was knocked out of you. he tried to move slowly so the sound of your skin slapping together didn't wake anyone up and you bit on his neck to keep yourself quiet.

the position you were was making you see stars, your oversensitive clit rubbed against his pubic hair as you moved your hips to meet his thrusts.

"yeah," he whispered in your hair, "get yourself off on me, love."

his words only made you more desperate for him and you dug your fingers into his back while you chased your second orgasm. ghost's movements got faster and his hand moved down to your ass to help himself reach his high. he was letting curses and moans slip from his lips while he fucked into you at an almost brutal pace. all concern for the noise you two were making flew right out the window with the only things on your minds being your orgasms.

"i knew you'd like this," he was panting in your ear, "wanted to get fucked by your lieutenant so bad, didn't ya?"

you couldn't find your voice to respond, so you nodded into his neck. he chuckled and got even faster, "i know you sweet dumb thing, just couldn't help yourself."

he squeezed his hand between your bodies and started to flick your clit, the sudden feeling had your toes curling. you felt a stronger feeling than the one before, this time your entire body felt like it was on fire, especially in the places where his bare skin was touching yours.

you could tell he was close too, his trusts were rougher and a little sloppier. his cock was twitching inside you and every time you clenched around him he gasped.

"go on, sweet girl," he whispered, "let me feel you soak my cock this time."

his words pushed you to your edge and you came on his cock, pulsing around it while he moaned in your ear.

"good girl," he praised.

he was right behind you, crushing you into his body as he started to slam up into you. with no warning, his hips stiffened and he came inside you, letting out a broken moan into your ear. he trusted in a few more times, letting you have every last drop.

the two of you panted against one another, squirming as his hands slid over your skin while the both of you came down. you sat up with your arms skill around his neck and his hands settled onto your hips, you pressed your forehead to his and he let out a delighted hum.

"y'know," you looked into his dark brown eyes, "i do sorta like you."

he laughed, "sorta?" he pinched your thigh and kissed you again.

"you know what i mean," you rolled your eyes, then shivered from the sudden coldness that hit you.

he picked his shirt up off the ground and helped you get into it while you stayed seated on his lap. you stayed like that for a second, until you yawned and he chuckled again.

"finally tired," he said while rubbing your back, "guess we found something that works."

he helped you up and into your pants because your legs were a little wobbly and almost useless, then guided you back to one of the bedrooms. he stood in the doorway for a second, his hand interlocked with yours pulled you back a little.

"can't tell anyone about this," he said in a hushed voice.

"yeah," you looked up at him and he took in your messy hair and raw lips, "that’s okay though," and you smiled up at him.

in that moment, simon was glad price and laswell okayed someone like you joining the team, because never in a million years would he have had it in him to approach you in the outside world.

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bestie, i hope you liked it!!

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!!! Warnings !!!

Hybrid! Characters, dark characters, dark content, hybrids, bimbo reader, nsfw etc

MINORS DNI

♡ bull 141 + farmer price! X cow! Reader, they're always fighting over you and craving your milk it's too bad it's only for price

♡ Sheep dog soap x lamb reader he heards you into a corner all by yourself and knots you until you're completely full or until the farmer finds the both of you

♡ big bad wolf! Simon x lil red! lamb/doe/bunny reader!! Hes absolutely animalistic feral even

♡ gaz and his pretty milf neighbour

♡ Alejandro letting rudy share his wife!!!!!

♡ dog! Anyone humping your foot like the degenerate he is, or humping anything that fits between his thighs you can't leave him alone because he cant be trusted :(( he cums on everything and anything that smells like you. complete mess. God forbid you have any sex toys too because hes 100% cumming in them and scenting them

♡ dog! Ghost, soap, price x dog! Reader, ghost is big, a lil mean and scary, soap is too dramatic for your little brain and price always makes you feel dumber than you are (he doesnt mean too tho) you always stay away from them especially when they get back from a mission you just know they're filled with adrenaline and you wont be able to help yourself but you cant help but gravitate towards them when your heat starts, the problem is all of them want you to have their pups and you can barely walk or move once you heat dies down. They always tease eachother about when they get you, they play so dirty!! Sparring? Pinned down and humped, bending over? Humped, reaching for something? Humped. You really can't catch a break </3

♡ bear price x bunny reader <3 yummy yummy yummy so big and warm, so strong and smart he has to protect his dumb cocksleeve !! Let's you have all the blankets for your nests even some of his clothes <3 he always soothes you when you cry from how big he is and how he doesnt fit in the delicately crafted nest. but its okay because he doesnt mind being tightly pressed against you hes okay with the tiny nest and his tiny bunny.

♡ mean! Cat! Ghost x kitty reader, shes a high class purebred show cat with the cutest bells and bows and ghost is a scruffed up tom cat who loves to annoy her. Hes a degenerate too and is not above sniffing your panties while their still on you, he just loves her scent and want you to have his litter. He scents her all the time at this point people assume shes ghost when she comes near. He purrs so loud too when hes balls deep

♡ Or stag/ram! Soap who loves to scent his pretty deer/lamb shes so soft and pretty and he wants her so bad!! She smells so good and hes always pressing his nose into her neck. He definitely challenges everyone to train against him but only if you watch 👁👁 he needs ti prove he can provide strong babies (he fails a bunch because hes too busy looking at her)

♡ Need a bear! Konig + bunny reader, hes so big like gigantic, huge and he scares her! Shes a baker and bakes things for everyone and he is just head over heels in love with her but she thinks he wants to eat her but he just wants a cupcake. He leaves treats at her door, flowers and pretty rocks trying to court her. She thinks hes making fun of her </3 and gets all angry and stomps her feet at him but he just swoons even more. She finally starts coming around when the cold comes and she feels the need to snuggles up with this furnace of a giant. When her heat comes so does her oral fixation, she loves having any part of him in her mouth, she loves his scent, his taste all of it!! He doesnt fit into any nest she makes because hes built like a tank but that's okay his bed is big enough.

♡ Wolf! Ghost x little red riding hood! Reader, shes walking to prices house to give him some baked goods and meals she made him, hes been helping her with some repairs and just has to repay him but the big bad wolf doesnt like that the pretty girl with the pretty scent is hanging around price of all people so he fakes an injury while she walks past him and put lil doe eyed girl has to help an someone in need although she didnt know it would be this type of help. Price isnt pleased when stumbles across the scene of graves balls deep, knot forming and rounds and rounds of cum dripping from lil red. Shes on her knees cheek pressed against the floor and is too delirious to acknowledge price, ghost however is as smug as always knowing he got his favourite red hood

♡ Stag! Soap with his deer! Reader whose so shy and skittish from being surrounded by giant men, she clings on to him like a life line being the same species gives her something to relate too he must also intimidated by these absolute units. She cant be further from the truth, soap feels no fear infact he feels power he has the one thing the others dont and what they crave. Hes so mean about it to, hes so rough when fucking you just so they can hear and suffer, He brags about it in the morning to everyone embarrassing you as they all look at you with such hunger.

♡ Kitty! Reader x big cats! Rudy + alejandro + wolf! Graves. !!! Somnophilia !!! Kitty! Reader whose so pretty and perfect, covered in bows, bells and lace. Rudy and alejandro always compliment her praising her soft ears and tail, letting them feel for themselves. This makes graves very jealous and the only way he knows how to respond to this is being a menace. Kitty reader isnt too fond of graves, hes loud, gets too excited on missions and most importantly hes a whore, always flirting with her even though she tells him shes not interested and that hes smells weird. Alejandro and Rudy are practically like your body guards (graves assumes its because you're both from the same species family and have more to bond over he doesnt connect the dots that kitty may be too skittish from his enthusiasm) and follow you everywhere, always interested in what your doing until one day they arent with you and He catches you sleeping in the warmth of the sun, your cheek pressed into your arm and drool leaking from you mouth but most importantly your legs spread and panties on reveal. His instincts take over and he cant help himself but to press his nose into your cunt sniffing and licking all he can get. You wake up startled and try to bat him away but hes been craving this for months and cant stop even if he tried. Hes humping your foot desperate for your hole but too caught up in how you taste. Alejandro and rudy find you full of graves knot, mewling as he tries to bully himself deeper into you.

♡ valeria and her bunny who shes so mean to! She calls her dumb and when she tries to deny it she fucks her until she cant she see straight just to prove her point. She always dresses her in such pretty and skimpy stuff just to irritate everyone who sees her to add to the burn he let's her cockwarm him whenever she pleases infront of her men? Go ahead, infront of the 141? Absolutely, when shes talking over the comms directing her men? 100% shes so pookie bear

♡ If Alejandro and rudy owned hybrid girl graves would 100% steal it just like he stole their base

♡ mean! Wolf! Gaz and puppy reader? Hes so mean and smart and shes so slobbery and dumb. She so obedient and follows every command shes given 'oh you want me to bend over? okay :D' he lives for it at first he wasnt as bold in just straight up asking her to bend over and take his cock. Hed try to be sneaky at first asking her to reach for things, look under the cabinet for the pen he dropped, walking into he bathroom and 'looking' for something. He soon realise how stupid she is and too advantage of his discovery, any time he wants to plow his knot into a warm tight hole all he needs to do jt whistle and she come running on over clothes already gone

♡ Prison guard! Price who rewards his favourite prisoner

♡ Slasher! Soap + ghost who breaks into your house only to found you with your fingers in your cunt crying because you cant cum

♡ Dbf! Price/Graves whose driving you home after you called him only to pull over to the side of the road because you keep giving him back talk he practically throws you onto the hood of the care and fucks you as cars drive past some of them slowing down to get a better look. Hes so mean about it, spanking you until you bruise making sure you'll think about jom every time you sit down. Hes probably complaining about the way you dress and how guys will look at you like meat (as if he doesnt do the exact same thing)

♡ Dbf! Graves who meets you at the golf course while your dad is talking with his friends. You're so bored and have nothing to do but when graves offer to treat you to a ride around on his cart you have to agree (because theres literally nothing else to do) he drives you somewhere nice and quiet and fucks you stupid until you cry. You're so spoiled and he has to teach you a lesson

♡ Pastor price/graves who cant help but fall for you even tho he took a vow. You confess about all you dirty thoughts, all the dreams, how you hump your pillow to the thought of the pastor, how you choke yourself with your rosary and imagine his fingers in place in the confession boothe. It's the same place where you later suck him off and ride him

♡ stepdad! Price who fucks you in the kitchen letting the neighbours see who good he fucks you

♡ soap hiring a bikini car wash to clean his already perfect car, watching his neighbours come out a rake the invisible leaves, talk to him about football, some even bold enough to just watch you

♡ sharing a bed with gaz except you cant keep your hands to yourself and the rest if the team just have to listen to you moan as you cum

♡ cat! Gaz x spoiled kitty! Reader!! Price spoils you so much and you get so jealous when he adopts a new cat!!! You avoid gaz and he has enough so he bends you over and fucks you dumb when price nips out

♡ simon fucking you as you practice shooting "just testing how well you can focus now aim for the target and let me do my thing"

♡ mountain men/lumberjack! 141+konig.

Little silly thing who doesnt understand why these men are so big like huge giants, how did they get that big? What are they eating to get that big?

She probably lives in a cave filled with things shes stolen from abandoned campsites, blankets, clothes, lanterns, chairs, anything she can get her hands one. She has a nest of comfy soft things and a box (suitcase+ cooler) filled with pretty things like gems, rocks, shiny bottle caps, bits of sea glass etc

She probably sees one of them showering in the lake on a very hot day and doesnt understand why the thing in between their legs is so huge??? The male fairies arent like them at all. She thinks there is definitely something wrong with them and needs her help so she watches and stares until they notice her (which was terrifying because she just flutters around making little noise) when asked who she was she just whips out a pocket knife she finds and points it down and goes  "Why does it look like that? I'll help" with this doe eyed expression as if she hadnt just suggestive the worst thing to happen to the poor man

Immediately he starts screaming because he most definitely doesnt want his dick cut off he runs away and nobody believes his story because fairies dont exist and they would never cut off their dicks. That is until their stuff starts disappearing, it's nothing meaningful tho. They took their shirt off because it's too hot? Boom gone, they left a torch on the ground for a couple of seconds? Gone, took off their gloves? Gone again. They think they're displacing them but when they wake up to various plant pots missing and the rocks from their garden they start setting up cameras to see who the culprit is. They vary throughout the forest going as deep as they can. Imagine their surprise when they catch our lil fairy on camera innocently taking the plants and rocks because she thinks they're pretty.

They manage to track her down although not to her cave, shes sat near a tree eating some berries seemingly undisturbed by the massive men infront of her who are so confused (one relieved that he wasnt hallucinating) shes so lonely tho. Almost all the fairies left this part of the forest when humans decided to camp so shes more than happy to show them her cave and treasures. Her english isnt good as humans and fairies do not speak the same although most of her language skills are picked up from her overhearing/stalking campers.

They obviously cant let her live like this so they bring her back with them taking all the things she "owns" with them because she made such a fuss about them. They keep her warm and fed helping her with human customs like showering (they're more than happy to help her), cooking and wearing regular clothes (fairies no not enjoy clothes!! Underwear and a big shirt/ dress only) the clothes part does not go over well and they now have a half naked women with they prettiest wings in their cabin. Shes so pretty and dumb and always brings them back things on her adventures (some of them arent useful but they enjoy them nonetheless)

♡ bear! konig, tiger! horangi and their doe! Reader!!!!

♡ mermaid! reader and semi dark! pirate! 141??? YES!! Sweet dumb thing who saves one of the crew (it's probably gaz hes always falling out of stuff) then starts leaving them gifts but she soon gets captured in one of their nets and they obviously have to keep her

♡ OR princess/wealthy! Reader x semi dark! Pirates! Cod!!! They keep her locked in a cellar returning her back to her father these pirates arent fair and are always trying to watch her when shes allowed to bathe, being on the sea with no women is hard she cant blame them

♡ siren! Cod x tropical mermaid reader!!! Shes so pretty and sparkley they just want to keep her in their nest forever!!!!

♡ OR siren! Cod x aquarium keeper! Reader!!! You worked as at the gift shop and stayed late to help the janitors, you were sweeping the floor of the brand new exhibit that apprently was a let down, the new siren was called konig and very rarely came out, he wasnt like soap (shark), ghost (orca), price (lemon shark), nikolai (idk), alejandro or rudy (idk), valeria (idk), horangi (idk), roach(idk) or graves (lil bitch idk) he was an giant octopus siren, he was never seen by the public and only comes out during feeding which is after hours. Youre cleaning away when you feel eyss on you and a large shadow falling over you. You turn around catching glimpse of the giant siren infront if you only a piece of glass protecting you, naturally you press your hand to the glass only to be snapped out of your daydream by someone yelling. Somehow over night you went from gift shop employer to siren whisperer. Multiple sirens lusting over you desperate to make them your mate (based on a sans undertale fanfic I read back in 2022 do not judge me I'll kill you(called tilikum(??)))

♡ lost island! Cod x reader, you wash up on shore after your cruise ship crashes, you seem to be the only one who survived as the wreckage of the ship in the distance seems to show no sign of life atleast that you can see although you doubt there is seeing half of it is sunk. Nevertheless who you explore this island encountering this savage mountain men who take you in and treat you almost like a puppy!!

♡ body guard! Cod x bimbo! Spoiled! Crybaby! Reader

♡ mafia! Cod x bimbo reader <3<3<3

♡ getting fucked when getting interrogated, you can only cum when you tell them the plans and they've got so many men and women who have such good self control, you wont be cumming for awhile.

♡ sex pollen

♡ that's it that's all you need to know

♡ I want a big beefy mountain scottish man in a mini micro kilt

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does anybody have any fic rec for simon “ghost” riley x “tomboy” reader? (idk if tomboy is the right or appropriate term, i apologize) where reader is afab and etc but she’s like masculine? kinda looks like a boy and not very feminine, but yk she still tries to look feminine? and she has like short hair? (totally not projecting😅)

ps: also maybe where reader is short (i’m sorry)🥲😭

can i say something crazy? cw: piss

simon who has absolutely no respect for his bird's privacy.

comes back home from work; all sweaty and churlish and dour, soot caked on his face and hands, welder boots announcing his arrival in heavy, lazy footsteps. he doesn't call for you, but your gentle hey babe sounds from the bathroom anyway, half-distracted by the videos on your phone. the idea of you coddled at home since he left at dawn that morning — cushioned in bed until late, one hand in a bowl of cherries on ice that still drips condensation over your nightstand, the other pushing a new record for screen time on tiktok, the lengths of your legs all soft, bitten, exposed in set of flimsy shorts, cooled by the fan overhead, all ready evidence to why he puts up with as much shit as he does — drives him a little mad to think about. stokes a hunger in him, a mix of pride and masculinity and possessiveness that has him pushing into the room. despite the fact that his needs aren't urgent, not pressing enough to justify this.

this — standing right before you, so that your manicured toes kiss his leather soles. saying nothing as he unbuckles his belt, gruff, quiet, completely uninterested in addressing your concerns when you look up at him with those squinted eyes. it isn't above simon to make you suck him off while you're on the toilet, and really you wouldn't mind, but you get the sense that isn't what this is when he knocks your legs apart with his knees. little fuss to the action, little reaction to your spread pussy.

his cock bounces out about eye level with you. soft. nonetheless hefty and thick and large, bowing down even as he wraps a rough palm around its base. he can see the revelation find you in real time when he places his free hand on the wall behind you. the cresting arch of your brows. the grimace mangling your cheeks. the prissy pout of your lips. if he weren't so exhausted, he might have it in him to take your face right there. it's just the right combination of horror and fascination to get him going.

"simon noooo," you whine, throwing your phone somewhere, scrambling back until you can't anymore, porcelain tank pressing flush to your back. "just wait your turn. please!"

"'nuff of tha'. shush now." he huffs, chuckling a bit when he realises that you only made things worse for yourself by leaning away. your hips now jut out, cunt propped centre of the bowl.

there's no shyness, no stall on the release. his piss comes out in one, hot stream, washing right on target to hit your little clit. you shake your head, so disgusted with him he knows he'll have to make it up later. still, you do nothing to discourage it, sitting in place like a good pet, only occasionally tensing your legs against the steaming shower. some splashes on your belly, some on your thighs and the rim, yet it's never ending. you wonder if he planned this all day, held in the four cans of san pellegrino you packed for his lunch, just so he could give them back to you.

you just don't realise that not all of it is his.

"sad t'be missin' out on th' fun?" simon mocks, finally pulling away. he shakes the last of it off his cock, swiping a hand over his tip, before tucking himself back in. you blink, look down, and realise that somewhere along the lines, you started peeing too.

and have yet to stop.

"it's natural!" you wail, squeezing your pelvis floor in a last ditch attempt to save your dignity. it's no use. having started, it's near impossible to stop. your necks discovers a new type of heat in the humiliation, burn licking its way up your face. your ears tuck into your shoulder.

"yeah, yeah." he patiently waits for you to finish, cupping a hand under your elbow to keep you upright as you stand on fawn legs. his lips are paper thin, fleeting, when they press fondly to your temple. "now off to th' shower w'ya."

your nose crinkles. "you know you need one more than i do, right?"

"and wha's a shared bath?"

Dog with No Teeth // Simon “Ghost” Riley x Female Reader

Like deer meat picked off by carrion birds, you are plucked up during a scavenging raid by tactical-clad men all in black. There is no possibility of returning to your old life. You’re forced to assimilate, to conform to the remaining dredges of society. With that comes a choice: select someone to marry or the government will do it for you. You make the rash choice, selecting the skull-faced stranger that snatched you in the first place.

Overall Warnings: Post-Apocalyptic AU, dubcon, forced marriage, forced proximity, eventual lovers, breeding, pregnancy, canon-typical violence

Chapters: Ongoing

One // Two // Three // Four ** // Five // Six // Seven // Eight // Nine // Ten // Eleven // Twelve // Thirteen // Fourteen // Fifteen // Sixteen // Seventeen // Eighteen // Nineteen // Twenty // Twenty-One // Twenty-Two // Twenty-Three // Twenty-Four // Twenty-Five // Twenty-Six // Twenty-Seven // Twenty-Eight // Twenty-Nine // Thirty

** indicates a Community Label

ao3 // main masterlist

Oh nothing, just thinking about an accidental creampie with Simon Riley and him turning into a forceful breeding. 😇 mdni!!

Your thighs are on fire but it doesn’t stop you from riding his fat cock. Your pussy is so wet and sloppy it stains his thighs every time you ram him back inside. Your mind is cloudy and you’re high on hormones. It’s the first you’ve felt this way in months.

“‘m ovulating, lieutenant.” You confess through a desperate whisper when you feel him twitch inside you.

His eyes widen as they search yours with haste, trying to find your bluff. Bluff that you didn’t actually have the balls to come off the pill and fuck him raw. He made you swear to take your pill everyday. And he knows you can’t ovulate when you’re on it.

“Fuck. Get off.” He grunts gruffly, glancing down at the slimy, sticky mess you're making on him.

“But ‘m gonna cum—gonna cum. Gonna c-cum on your cock, ghost.”

Your pouting, pushing hard enough to shove the crown of his cock past your cervix. You grind into him in a frenzy, chasing your orgasm like you need it to breathe. He feels you tighten around him and your little fingers dig into his shoulders.

“I said get off, private.” He growls deep, fighting hard to keep himself composed.

But the feeling of your fertile little pussy pulsing on his cock makes him to lose control. You go to lift yourself off him once you finish, only for him to grab your hips and force you back down onto his cock, hard.

“Fuckin’ hell—” He groans gutturally, flooding your cunt with his hot seed.

“Simon…fuck!” You whimper from how deep he is, trying to wriggle out his unrelenting grasp.

“Is that what you wanted? Wanted me to breed you?” He rasps, driving his throbbing cock even deeper inside. “Then you better take it, love.”

🔞MINORS DNI🔞18+ CONTENT ONLY🔞

Smut- 🔥 Dark- ⚠️ Fluff- ☁️ Sex Pollen- 🦠

MWII:

Captain Price:

Sensitive. 🔥

Sweet. 🔥

Close. 🔥

Close pt 2. 🔥

Love lost. 🔥⚠️

Caught. ⚠️☁️

Tough. 🔥

Gentle. 🔥

Pure. 🔥

Give ‘em hell. 🔥🦠

Give ‘em hell pt 2. 🔥🦠

Smash. (dbf!Captain Price.) 🔥

Red Lipstick. 🔥

Honey. 🔥

Brat. (dbf!Captain Price.) 🔥

Brat pt 2. 🔥

Out of the Blue. 🔥

Seductive. 🔥

Wet. 🔥

Ghost:

Protective. 🔥

Dark. 🔥

Soft. ☁️

Persistent. 🔥

Mine. 🔥

Bold. 🔥

Maybe one day. 🔥

High school sweetheart. ☁️

Simon Says. 🔥

Taste. 🔥🦠

Rage. (Mean!Ghost) 🔥

Army Green. 🔥

Because. 🔥

Soap:

Tension. 🔥

Tension pt 2. 🔥

Thick. 🔥

Virgin. 🔥

Enough. 🔥

Burning Up. 🔥🦠

Always with you. ⚠️☁️

He catches you *blurb* 🔥

Fever Dream. 🔥

Gaz:

Into you. 🔥

Playboy. 🔥

Next Door. 🔥

König:

Wolf. 🔥

Shadow. ⚠️🔥

Prey. 🔥

Flowers. ☁️

Nasty. (Mean!König.) ⚠️🔥

Give into me. 🔥🦠

Keegan:

Better. 🔥

Tight. (Mean!Keegan.) 🔥

Alejandro:

Can’t take it back. 🔥☁️

Hot. 🔥

American Honey. 🔥🦠

American Honey pt 2. 🔥🦠

Rudy:

Wild. 🔥

141 x Reader:

Sizes. 🔥

Family. ⚠️☁️

Family pt 2. ☁️⚠️

Lust. 🔥

By nature, she’s naughty. 🔥

Maneater. 🔥

Ice Bath. 🔥

Training pt 2. 🔥

Rough pt 3. 🔥

Bunny. ⚠️🔥

Triple Threat. 🔥🦠

Headcannons:

Reader self harms. ⚠️

Childhood trauma. ⚠️

Mean!141 ⚠️🔥

You catch them with your panties. 🔥