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💀🌹Ghost x Jade : What In The First Date AU did I Just Fucken Made 💀🌹

No for real I said I was about to make something cute and this come out (^///^) But just look at this as after-the-whole-damn-war's-over, Ghost and Jade goes on their first official date and made this together on a photobooth AAAAAAAAAAA

Also just realized that I've never drawn their first kiss yet and I'm already on their relationship part Imma go hide in the corner rn.

LMFAOOO OKAY OKAY HERE IT GOES ╰(*°▽°*)╯

Abs are seggsy, and seggsy doesn't come only from the abs, but also accompanied by other parts of the body, from the shoulders, pecs, and everything that surrounds it.

Now since abs ARE muscles, you gotta learn the anatomy of the muscles!

Tap on the images to read! (✿◕‿◕✿)

And there it is! Also remember that these are quite detailed and comprehensive since I studied this shit in my college. I just wanna tell you how to draw abs accurately and hopefully closer to reality.

Once again, no amount of tutorials you see or saved will help you draw better. so practice, practice, practice!

When the boys are not on duty, they can go WILD on the base sometimes. They'd hoard bottles of beer and drink like there's no tomorrow, throwing a once in a year party of barbecue. They said it was for "Staying alive for another bloody year." They could go as crazy as they can, because Price is their CO, and who dares to mess with Price? None.

Now, when they're absolutely intoxicated, the boys become a different person than usual. Here's a few drunk 141 caught on camera :

Roach is a jackass normally. When he's DRUNK, he's the Crazy Drunk. His jackassery went up another level, even sometimes endangering himself at times.

Roach would ask his superiors to break a bottle on his head, opening a bottle of beer with his teeth, or jump from a window. Some people thought that he'll not die in the battlefield, but die on a drunk state. He's not named Roach for nothing.

Soap is the Angry Drunk.

You DO NOT want to get close to this man when he's drunk.

Mind your own business and walk away.

As the father figure of the force, Price has this caring personality, albeit a tough love one. However, when he's not sober, he'd become a very affectionate person. He'd ruffle his subordinate's hair, hug them in a big teddy bear hug, even kissing their cheeks.

However, his affection doesn't stop on his boys. Price would also careess and kiss his beloved weapons. Don't even TRY to take away his weapons when he's giving it tender love and care. Just let him be and you'll be safe.

Ghost still wears his mask when he drinks, only taking it up until his mouth to drink. That's why when he's drunk,

Nobody knows.

He's a secret drunk. Fortunately, unlike Soap, Ghost is a Happy Drunk. Contrasting to his usual cold and mean personality, other soldiers prefer his not so sober state.

Ghost become unusually nice and happy. He'd laugh at every little thing, finding it funny for no reason, sing with them while circling his arms around his mates, even cook a mean barbecue. He'd also prepare everything from the grill to the sauce, even serving it to everybody one by one.

Enjoy this version of Ghost while it lasts, because when he gets hungover on the next day, it will be hell.

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AAACK So this is actually a short fic that I made while looking for some prompts, and then I found this period cramp stuff! However, this is only Ghost x Jade fic, not with the other 141 boys :( Now the thing is, it's REALLY self-indulgent and it's 2.5k words long (°◡°).

Have at it!

This is my first ever full on writing fic in this site. Please be gentle. (´ω｀*)

Hearbeat

Pairing : Simon "Ghost" Riley x Charlotte "Jade" Le Jardin

Warning : curse words, other than that it's pure unadulterated fluff :)

Word Count : 2.5k (holy shit)

Summary : As a former MI6 agent, Jade has mastered the poker face and is incredibly good at hiding her menstrual cramps. The base is filled with boys and she doesn't want to bother anyone or make them feel awkward or anything when watching her in pain. Jade's in the team as the brain and strategist, and she gets the work done. However, there are some days when the cramps are worse than usual.

The timeline is after Meteor Showers took place. So Ghost knows what he feels towards her.

Inspired by the song Heartbeat by Enrique Iglesias feat. Nicole Scherzinger

yes I need a song inspiration

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Ghost and Jade were both talking about a mission plan. It was nighttime, but still they’re cooped up in the mission briefing room. The former MI6 agent was talking about how they’d approach the favela, when Jade suddenly stopped mid-talking to take a deep breath and let it out, then talking again. Even though Ghost's expression is hidden beneath the mask and shades, he's looking at Jade all over. He straight up asked her, "You alright?" Jade only nodded before continuing her plans, but she sighed over and over, making Ghost ask her again, "You have a stomach ache? I guess the food here is kind of disgusting."

Jade let out a confused expression before saying, "What? No!"

"What else then? Are you having diarrhea or something?" He said with a little joking tone to it.

"I. Am. Having. My. Period." She said straightforwardly. Ghost only stood there like a statue. "Oh…"

Jade sat down on the chair to rest her head on the table where the papers lay. Looking at her miserable state, Ghost muttered with a low voice, "We can continue this tomorrow."

"Huh? Wait. The mission is in a few days." She lifted her head to face him.

"I can't focus on the plans when you look like you're dying. We're going to continue this tomorrow."

"...Fine-- Ow!" Jade suddenly kneeled down while hugging her own belly. The pain felt like a knife just stabbed her.

"Hey hey. You alright?" Ghost kneeled down to her level and touched her shoulder. A tinge of worry was apparent in his voice. "I'm--I'm fine. It will--" She hissed. "It'll pass." He only stayed silent for a few seconds, letting her get her composure.

Without any warning whatsoever, Ghost kneeled in front of her, his broad back facing her as his arms opened. "Get on my back." Jade stayed still in disbelief.

"Fucking get on my back, Midget." He swore. "Ghost, I can walk on my own." "You can go back to your room yourself if you can promise me I won't find you squatting in the middle of the halway." She knew the way to her room was quite far, and it'd be impossible to get there without stopping midway because of the pain. With that thought, she reluctantly climbed his back, her legs on his arms, and her arms circling around his neck.

After making sure she's comfortable, Ghost stood up to his full height, making the red haired woman impressed at his show of strength, finding herself blushing like an idiot. He then stepped out of the room, making his way to Jade's room.

Along the way, other soldiers laid their eyes on them, but nobody dared to talk to them about what the hell was going on. These two are the worst of enemies and were so competitive with each other, now they're piggy back riding?

Those stares made Jade hide her face in embarrassment, but Ghost confidently walked past them like it's nothing. "G--Ghost… Aren't I heavy? I can just walk on my o--"

"No." He cut her off. "You're not heavy at all. You're as light as a feather. You’re a midget, remember that?” Ghost spoke. “If those blokes talk shite I can just tell them to fuck off. Now you just relax."

After he told her off, Jade actually found herself resting her chin on the back of his neck, touching his balaclava. For the first time, she took her mind off of the pain on her belly, and felt the warmth. His warmth. She could feel her heart beating faster at the thought. With her belly pressing on his warm back, it actually helped ease the cramps. She breathed in, and to her surprise, he actually didn't smell bad. She always thought that his balaclava would reek from use, but it smelled good. His back is so broad and unusually comfortable, almost like she can just sleep there.

Too lost in his warmth, Jade didn't realise that they're right in front of her door. "We're here." Ghost's voice snapped her out of her thoughts, and she instinctively tried to climb down, only to be held still by him. She looked at him in confusion. "Hand me your keys." Knowing that he's stubborn, Jade fished out her keys on her pants, then gave it to Ghost, who unlocked the door and walked in. He stopped in front of the bed, facing away from it and kneeled down, allowing Jade to sit on her own bed without climbing off of his back. Feeling familiar with her own bed, Jade sighed in relief but also disappointed at the loss of warmth she felt when pressed up against him, but she only stayed in silence.

Ghost turned around, still kneeling down on her level. "You okay now?" His voice was gentle, not like his usual rugged and abrasive one. Jade answered, "Yeah." He nodded in affirmation, "I'll tell Soap you're off for today. So you just stay here."

Standing up and ready to head out, Ghost suddenly stopped on his tracks, "You need anything?" That question startled her. "Huh? Uh.. No. Nothing."

"You sure?"

"Yeah. I'm okay."

"...Are you hungry?"

"Wh-what?"

"I can bring you food, if you want." Jade's face started to burn. Why's he so caring all of a sudden? Not that she's complaining… But she just said she wanted nothing. Usually people would just go about their days, but Ghost kept asking her if she needed something. This gesture of his made her heart flutter a bit.

"Umm… You know what, I think I can take the food." She hesitantly said. Ghost nodded, "Wait here." before going out of her room, not forgetting to close her door gently.

'What on earth was that!?' Jade couldn't help cupping her warm cheeks. Ghost, the guy that hated her from the moment she walked in the base, who talked shit about her, just piggy back rode her to her room, and offered to bring her food???

Her thoughts started going crazy as her hands worked on taking off her boots and socks. Freaking hormones. Then she changed her pants to more comfortable ones. The red haired woman climbed her own bed, now the cramp's back again, creeping up on her stomach, all the way across her body. She then laid down on her side, hugging her knees while massaging her own belly.

After what felt like some time, a knock sounded from the door. "Jade? It's me." Ghost's voice could be heard from the other side. "Come in." Her strained voice called, prompting Ghost to open the wooden door, only to see the woman curled up in bed. He put the plates of food on her bedside table, then kneeled down, "Jade. Does it still hurt?" Again, that worried tone of his always caught her off guard.

"I don't know if you know, Ghost, but this cramp will go on for a few days. Today it's the worst." She explained to him while sitting up.

"Do you still want to eat?" He asked.

"Yes, yes. I still want to eat. In fact, I'd love to eat. Anything to forget this pain."

He then took the plate and gave it to her while also taking the other plate to his own lap. It was a very aromatic fried rice. The food was also still releasing heat and vapors, indicating that it was fresh from the frying pan. "This smells amazing. Who made this?" Jade asked out of curiosity.

"...Me." he said.

"...You can cook?"

"I can. When the food's too disgusting I'll just snuck into the kitchen and cook for myself."

Huh. It was unexpected coming out of this man. Jade scooped a spoon then ate it, Ghost's eyes following her every move.

She chewed on the rice, "Wow! It's actually delicious." Jade chimed in joy. The texture was not too rough, not too soft. Not dry nor greasy like it's been drenched in oil.

"Is it too salty? I think I added a little too much."

"No! No, it's the perfect amount. I like salty foods." Jade answered with her mouth full, when she saw another plate of fried rice on his lap. "Are you eating too?"

"Yeah. I'm hungry anyway, so I made extra." The lieutenant muttered, before taking off his mask, exposing his face to her once again. The last time she saw Ghost's face was from the mission in Siberia. His face still startles her to this day.

But during the Siberian mission, Ghost took off his mask because she asked for it, right? Now he just took it off like it's nothing in front of her. Could it be that he's getting comfortable around her?

They ate in silence together. Jade's eating like it's the most delicious meal ever, while Ghost's eyes looked at her. "Oh my Gosh. This is terrifyingly good!" He scoffed at that reaction. "Ghost, if you can't sleep and you're hungry at night, don't forget to invite me to your little secret dinner. I'll be more than happy to accompany you."

He smiled softly, "...Thanks."

Jade finished eating first, and she looked down on Ghost's fried rice. He looked at her eyes, still hungry for more.

"...You want more?" His question startled her, but she said, "N--No." An MI6 she may be, but she can't lie about food. Her face was enough of an answer.

"Just take it." He handed her his plate. There's still about one third left. "W--wait. What about you?"

"I have my snacks." He fished out a bag of crisps out of a plastic bag Jade didn't realise he brought. The snack was quite big, and it looked like it had been opened prior. That bag of crisps seems to be his secret snack.

"Okay, then." She continued eating Ghost's portion while he ate the barbeque flavoured crisps he opened 5 days ago.

The woman finally finished the food, and put the plates together on the table along with the cutlery. Noticing that she's still eyeing his crisps, the black haired man tilted the bag's opening her way, enabling Jade to dove her hand in and take the crisps, eating away with pleasure on their faces.

"Ghost, about Rojas's guy."

"Hm?"

"I don't think we should be too close to each other. One team on one side of the building, one team on the other side, one team on the block. We'll surround him and lock him in one area." She said while chewing on her crisps. "That way we can capture him fast and lead us to Rojas."

"Alright. The militia's eyes are everywhere. We need to lay low too." Ghost responded to her sudden mood for work. They kept on talking about the mission on the floor while their mouths were busy chewing on the barbecue flavoured crisps.

Ghost dove his hand to fish out more crisps, but the bag was empty. He looked at the plastic wrap and right, he could see the bottom of it. They both cleaned that up real fast. When he brought the snack, it was still half full, and Ghost only managed to get half of it in 5 days. Now, with Jade, it only took less than 2 hours.

Holy shit.

“Ghost? Is it empty?” the woman asked. He only responded by turning the plastic upside down, nothing left. “O--Oh my God. I’m sorry, Ghost. I didn’t mean to devour your entire snack stash–” She apologised right away. This was so embarrassing! What is she? A freaking hyena??

“It’s fine. And you didn’t eat my entire snack stash.”

“What do you mean?”

“I have 4 more bags of crisps.” Ghost revealed as he rolled the now plastic trash neatly. The woman was wide eyed at his statement. “You have four more of this giant snack?”

“Yes. The food here’s shitty. I could tolerate a lot of things. Bad food is not one of them.” Ghost declared to her. This is the side that Jade never saw of him. He can genuinely cook good food, and he’s a foodie.

“Huh, you eat junk food in your free time? That’s pretty unhealthy of you. You’ll get a big belly with that kind of eating habit.” Jade playfully punched his stomach. Big mistake. It’s hard and muscular. Ghost only smiled proudly, “I have a fast metabolism.”

“That’s unfair! I have to workout consistently to get light so I can move fast!”

“Yeah well sucks to be you.”

“Shut up.” She hissed back at him.

Just then, Jade realised that her cramps had gone down. Her conversation and time spent with Ghost in front of her made her forget about her cramps all together. Now it’s just a dull pain that lingers. He’s been keeping her mind off of it all this time. One of the best medicines for pain is to think about something else, and it’s what he’s been doing to her. He made sure he’s there and that she’s not alone, even went as far as taking off his mask for her.

Jade felt her cheeks warm and her heart beat faster.

“You okay?” Ghost’s voice snapped her out of her thoughts again. Jade slapped both sides of her hands, which startled Ghost. Get yourself together. Get yourself together. DAMN HORMONES. HEART STOP BEATING FAST.

“Jade, hey.” He snapped his fingers right in front of her face. Ghost never saw her this unfocused before.

“Yes! Yes. I’m alright. I’m alright.” she finally said.

“Does it still hurt?”

“No– I mean yes. If it was a knife stabbing me, now it’s just a baby punch.” Ghost looked relieved for a split second, “You sure you don’t need anything else?”

“No. This time I’m really okay.” She confessed.

He finally stood up, putting on his mask, and took the plates. "I'll take care of the garbage. You rest up. We'll talk about the mission first thing tomorrow."

Jade smiled, "Okay, and… Ghost?"

He turned around, "Hm?"

"...Thanks, for everything." She softly muttered.

A few seconds passed, before Ghost replied, "Anytime." His face was covered, but she could hear a small smile from him.

"Good night, Ghost. Sleep well." Jade voiced again.

"Yeah. G'night." He peeked from the door, taking a last glance of her for the day, before closing the door.

That night, Jade can't stop thinking about him. His broad back, his warmth, strong arms. His cooking abilities, a foodie, his stash of snacks. Today she saw a side that she had never seen before. He's not that bad after all.

She wouldn't complain seeing this side of Ghost everyday.

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Task Force 141 : Professors AU

(Now updated with their majors and more informations)

This started out as a what if 141 has glasses but add fashion and now they're hot professors. Special thanks to @shadeops21 for the take on each respective eyeglasses brands. Let's take a look on them one by one!

💰 Mr. Price 💰

- Mr. Price has a PhD (Doctor in Philosophy) in Educational Psychology. He's the head master of the school, hence the parent teacher type, a grandparent, even. He doesn't teach, but his office is always open for counseling and you can talk to him about your problems any time.

- He'd walk around the school and greet the students in the morning, asking how their mornings went, even would buy a milk or a bread for the students if they say they haven't had a breakfast yet. Then, during classes he'd take a peek at every classroom windows to see what they're doing or learning.

- Mr. Price doesn't go easy on the disciplinaries though. He'd give punishments to the rebellious students and personally give them pep talks about why what they're doing is wrong.

- If there's a particularly problematic student, Mr. Price would investigate the student, from their friendship circles inside and outside the school, and would take a look at the family to fix the problem.

- He's usually the last of the teachers to leave, since he makes sure everyday that the students go home before the sun sets.

🧼 Professor MacTavish 🧼

- Prof. McTavish has a PhD in Social Sciences, and teaches Anthropology and Sociology classes. He's often seen with Mr. Price discussing about the school. Some say he's the vice headmaster, but he always denies it.

- Prof. MacTavish is the Tired 24/7™ Teacher. He'd show up with coffee on one hand and a bunch of ungraded assignments on the other. Eyebags are ever present on his eyes.

- His Scottish accent sometimes makes it hard to understand his lessons. Don't get him wrong, he loves teaching his students, just some of them are what he'd call, eejit, gawk, or tube.

- He never skim-read his student's paper. Prof. MacTavish will read your entire essay and gives you suggestion and inputs on how to write better.

- Prof. MacTavish is often seen either in his office or in his library reading or grading papers. Sometimes he'd grumble to himself if he found the essay stupid or just pages of prolonged non-sense.

- He's particularly stingy on giving scores. It's hard to get good scores. However, if you manage to impress him with your writings, then you're in the safe zone.

💀Professor Riley💀

- Prof. Riley has a PhD in Computer Science (IT). He used to Major in Cyber Security, though. He teaches Theory in Computing and Algorithm & Data Structure classes.

- He'd be the type to straight up get into the lessons on the first day with the only introduction being, "Name's Simon Riley. I'll be teaching you for the next few months. Now, today's lesson is about..."

- Prof. Riley is very hard person to read. His teachings and explanations are VERY EASY to understand though. He'd make sure to stop mid-explaining and ask if he's too fast or if the students have any questions.

- He's rarely seen outside the class and at times would pop out somewhere you wouldn't expect. Outside of the class, he's often seen with Prof. Sanderson. If students started to gather around Prof. Sanderson to have a chat or ask about something, Prof. Riley would silently step back and escape.

- Prof. Riley only shows up in black outfits. If it's any color, it'd be gray, dark blue, or dark brown.

- He's normal on giving scores. It's just the subjects taught are HARD AF. Prof. Riley understands that his classes are hard, so he'd gladly open extra classes in the weekends if the students asked for it.

🐜 Professor Sanderson🐜

- Prof. Sanderson has a PhD in Applied Physics. He teaches Basic Physics and and Methods of Experimental Physics classes. Hard this classes may be but not HIS classes.

- When it's Prof. Sanderson's class, you KNOW this class will be fun. He teaches the students but he feels like your friend and your buddy. He's a young one and therefore can connect more to the students because he shares the same sense of humor and consumes similar media.

- Prof. Sanderson would play games with his students and share conversations and jokes. He'd do some crazy experiments in the lab and even allowed the students to experiment alone (with his supervision of course. He once got a written warning from Mr. Price because one of the students almost destroyed the lab).

- Prof. Sanderson would add memes on his slides to add more fun to the lesson.

- He's the friendly teacher who'd sit in the cafetaria surrounded by students and would play basketball with them after school hours.

- He's generous on giving scores, if you got him as a teacher, you're guaranteed to have a good time.

- He's often seen with Prof. Riley. He'd be the one to chatter while Prof. Riley listens.

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TRIVIA

- Mr. Price, Prof. MacTavish, Prof. Riley, and Prof. Sanderson are hang out buddies outside of the school area. They're very close and often seen walking into a cinema or a pub together. They would have a dinner together in a restaurant every Friday and completely loses their teacher persona.

- The students have heard Prof. Riley being called 'Ghost' (for understandable reason), Prof. Sanderson being called 'Roach' (for also an understandable reason since he's all over the place), and Prof. MacTavish being called 'Soap' (the students are still in a debate on why he's called SOAP out of all nicknames as he's the grumpy and rugged looking one).

- The four of these professors are voted the hottest professors in the school with the winner being :

1. Prof. Sanderson (cuz he's the most popular)

2. Prof. Riley (voted the most by the majority of the female students)

3. Prof. MacTavish (He's also voted the hot teacher, but the girls doesn't like his haircut)

4. Mr. Price (He's a hot grandpa and every student likes him)

- The girls have a "fan war" between Prof. Sanderson's fans and Prof. Riley's fans. During Valentine's Days, the girls would ALWAYS have a war on how many chocolates they can give to Prof. Sanderson and Prof. Riley. (Both of them would later share all the chocolates among themselves with Mr. Price and Prof. MacTavish since they could get an early diabetes from that amount of sugar)

- The students LOVE these 4 professors in particular and would surprise them on their birthday every year :

Mr. Price : They surprised him with a BIG happy birthday sign and balloon on his office. Some students would also cosplay Mr. Price by wearing a boonie hat and a paper beard mask the ENTIRE DAY. Mr. Price is absolutely THRILLED.

Prof. MacTavish : No one dared to surprise Prof. MacTavish, so they only left letter notes, gifts, and presents on his office table. His room are filled to the walls that when the students hid just in the corner to record his reaction, Prof. MacTavish SCREAMED as he entered. He was also seen brewing the coffee that the students gave him and brings it to classes and when he grades papers. He loves it.

Prof. Riley : At first, the students surprised him with cakes and happy birthdays in a big crowd, but Prof. Riley only stood FROZEN in silence and dropped his tea. He said "he forgot it's his birthday." After Prof. Riley said that, the students NEVER misses his birthday and would ask Prof. Sanderson about what he likes and what he doesn't like as he rarely talks about himself. They know that Prof. Riley doesn't like to be in a crowded area and once said he doesn't like to make much of a deal about it, so they didn't surprise him in a big crowd and instead sings happy birthday every time he enters the class. They'd also leave gifts on his table such as tea packs and new shirts or turtlenecks and snacks. He's also seen bringing tea cups into the class wearing the gifted clothes. He loves it.

Prof. Sanderson : BIG SURPRISE WITH TRUMPETS, HAPPY BIRTHDAY SONGS WITH GUITARS AND CAKES. NO LESSONS IN CLASSES JUST STORY TELLINGS AND CHATTING THE WHOLE CLASS.

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So there it is, the Professor!TF141 AU

Drawing them with glasses are such a fun thing to do, since I always draw the glasses as the last part to draw so It's a surprise for me, too. Each one of them is GORGEOUS. What a feast to draw.

What do you think about my professor head cannons? Hope you enjoyed that cuz I enjoyed writing them! o(≧▽≦)o

I’m a whore for both of these men so why not have them both at the same time

CW: nsfw headcanons below

Minors DNI

Also this isn’t proofread but I’ll probably proofread it later tho

SFW

Both of these men are usually gone together out on missions, but sometimes they are put on different missions so you can have one home while the other is gone sometimes.

When both of these men are gone on the same mission, they both talk about you in passing, wondering what you are doing, if you’re safe and alright, and how much they miss you.

One time after a mission, they were at a bar very close to their base, celebrating not only the successful mission but also the fact they were going to be on their way home back to you. The giant men were both drunk enough to slightly sway when they sat still, slurring their words. That’s when König had an idea.

König held out his military issued phone, looking down at the screen. The good thing about those phones was that neither the caller or the receiver’s location could be traced, so most soldiers used the phones to make important phone calls home after or before missions to check in with loved ones.

“I want to call them,” König slurred, groaning as he leaned his head back, an exasperated sigh leaving his mouth. “They’re probably…asleep.” Ghost argued, downing the last of his beer and setting it down on the table. Ghost looked at the other man lovingly, he wanted to call you too, he missed your voice, but he knew with the time zone difference you were probably deep in sleep.

König groaned again, looking back down at the phone screen, your number on the screen ready to be called. The Austrian placed the phone screen up on the table, rubbing his face before sighing again, “f..hic..fine.” He wasn’t looking as his hand lowered to pick up the phone, both men looked down at the phone once they heard a ringing noise. Looking down, they saw König’s pointer finger directly on the call button, realizing they were calling you.

Ghost rubbed the bridge of his nose, not expecting you to pick up. But he quickly leaned closer to the phone when he heard a groggy, “hello? Who is this?” It was you. König smiled under his mask, smiling as he spoke. “H..Hi maus! We miss you so much!” Ghost gently grabbed the phone from König, speaking gently into it, you could tell both men were drunk. “Sorry..sorry doll,” Ghost began, slurring a little, “we didn’t mean to, but god we miss you.”

König leaned over the table to also speak closer to the phone, “we’re coming home s..s..soon!” Ghost smiled and rubbed the other man’s upper arm. “Go back to sleep dolly, you’ll see..hic…see us very soon.” You chuckled over the line, so happy to hear your lovers over the phone. Truth be told you didn’t care that they woke you up, you were content with finally hearing back from them. “I miss you two so much,” you confessed, “you didn’t forget about me while you’ve been out, have you?” You teased, wanting to egg them on a little.

“Of course not!” König exclaimed, “we..we talk about you all the..hic..all the time!” Ghost rubbed the other man’s arm again, trying to calm him down. “Of course not pretty..could..could never forget you.” Hearing that over the phone made you want to tear up, hearing that almost made you well up on the spot. “Alright, well, you two get some rest ok? I’ll see you back home very soon,” you sighed, stretching before you said, “I love you two very much. Come back home to me, ok?” “Love you..love you so much maus!” König began, quickly grabbing and kissing the phone screen before it was grabbed back by ghost, “Love you so much doll, we’ll always come back to you. Always.”

They’re absolutely smitten over you. Clearly.

When they do come back home, immediately it’s a mess of desperate hugs and smothering kisses, words of affirmation hung in the air. “Missed you”, “needed you,” “love you so much” and many more.

Because both of these men are so large, you’re almost always in the middle when it comes to cuddling or sleeping. Usually when it comes to watching movies and cuddling on the couch, your head is usually on König’s lap and the rest of your body on Ghost’s lap.

When it comes to sleeping, being in the middle is the most convenient. Giant arms wrapped around you and each other, not squishing you but keeping you and each other close enough where it felt like you were surrounded by literal blankets of security.

When you three go out in public together, some people assume you’re some popular celebrity, considering two 6+ feet masked men were either behind or next to you, holding your shopping bags, groceries, or simply just there. Nobody ever bothers you.

If they do step away from you and find out someone hit on you, catcalled, or made a rather inappropriate remark to you? They aren’t above taking that individual to a nearby ally and giving them a lesson on manners. As much as they love you, and as gentle and loving as they are to you, they are still very cold soldiers, and some things are just instinct or what they view as truly deserved consequences, even if they are a little violent.

There isn’t anything they won’t do for you. There isn’t anyone they won’t get rid of for you. All they want is your happiness, you showed these two men that they are deserving of something good, something forgiving and soft, you showed them that they can experience romance and compassion. And in return, they want to make you feel safe, happy, and loved. Always.

NSFW

Like my previous König hc, his pleasure is his partner(s) pleasure. If you guys are feeling good, so is he.

Ghost is sort of the same way, but he’s noticeably a bit more dominant. Poor boy has been through so much, so feeling like he has a little control when it comes to your and König’s pleasure makes him feel good.

Sometimes one will just watch as you and the other make love, and sometimes there is no power dynamic, just pure love making between you three. Desperate moans, sighs and fleeting touches. Deep groans, grabbing, and rubbing. Sometimes all three of you are so desperate you just need to feel each other.

When there is a power dynamic though, it switches. Sometimes (more often) Ghost assumes the role as the dominant one. Again, being in control is something that is comforting considering his past.

“C’mon doll, you can take it, right?” Ghost teased, holding your head down on his shaft, your nose brushing against his stomach; he groaned when he looked down and saw your glossy eyes looking back up at him. He pulled you off by your hair, then shoving your mouth down on König’s shaft not giving you a second to breathe. König’s hips twitched and shakily thrusted himself in your mouth, making you gag around him. The tall Austrian whined and looked down at you with love, then turning to look at the other masked man in the room. “S..Simon,” he began sheepishly, “I can’t hold..oh Scheiße..it’s been..half an hour.”

Ghost looked back down at you, letting go of your hair and then said, “go on. You can do it yourself, can’t you pretty?” Making you nod, placing your hands on König’s thighs and began to suck him off at your own pace. Ghost then started to jerk himself, taking his other hand and grabbed the back of König’s neck, making eye contact with the other man as he spoke, “you can cum whenever you want to, you can shoot as many loads down their throat as you want. But we don’t..oh shit..we don’t stop till I say so.” Both men’s breathes were getting heavier, Ghost now moving König’s head to look down at you.

“Look at them,” Ghost began, seeing König’s hand gently rub your head and cheek lovingly, holding himself back from grabbing your hair. “Don’t they look so..yeah..so pretty? Aren’t they so good? Yeah? Tell them how good their mouth makes you..fuck..makes you feel.” Ghost demanded, jerking himself off faster as he watched you make König twitch and lose his mind. It was going to be a long night.

If you ask nicely, both these men will take you the way you like. Taking and pounding every hole you have, unloading everything inside of you, no matter where, but always and only inside.

König will always be the more gentle one, but when he knows you want both the men do me more dominant, he will rough you up a little too.

Load moans and multi paced wet slapping could be heard in your shared room. Inside you were sandwiched between two tall and muscular men. Your legs in the air while two different pairs of arms held you up, König’s lips on the back of your neck and head, moaning and whispering in your ear. “Doing so good for me baby, you…oh yeah…can take a little more can’t you? Mein perfekter kleiner Engel? (My perfect little angel)Can’t..can’t you? Scheiße..know you can I know you can.” A hand wrapped around your throat gently, not enough to completely choke you out but enough to make you a little dizzy. “Take it mein kleines luder (my little minx), so..yeah just like..like that- so proud of you.”

König was definitely more vocal when he was the one dominating, he wanted it to be made clear in your cock drunk mind that even though he was in charge, he still wanted you to feel good. Ghost on the other hand, was just focused on leaving dark red love bites all over your body and König. All over your neck, shoulders, and chest was absolutely littered in bites and kisses. Deep crescent indents were marked into the meat of your thighs, deep and fast rhythmic thrusting taking place in between your thighs. You could tell both men were close the less rhythmic they started to get, you could also tell because Ghost was getting a little focal.

“You can take it, right doll? How many times have we unloaded in you, huh?” Ghost asked, but he knew you were too far gone to answer. “Take it, take it like the good toy you are for us.” Your moans quickly got louder, your thighs shaking as the men thrusted quicker and harder; followed by both men groaning and twitching inside you, both men leaning on you and each other as they breathed heavily, quiet “good job”, “so pretty”, “proud of you”s whispered in your ear, kissing you oh so softly.

Ghost took himself out of you, König then placing you on the bed as Ghost went to grab a warm towers for you. Both men never stopped telling you how amazing you are, how much they love you, how important you are to them. No matter how rough they are with you, no matter how long they are gone on missions, no matter how many problems arise, they will always, always love you. They will always do anything to make you happy. You have showed these mens what true unfiltered love is, and there is nothing they won’t do to make sure you are secure, safe, and loved by them.

Another Round?

König |Cod/Mw2|

Summary: You and König decide to take things to the next level and have an intimate moment for the first time.

Pairing: König X Fem!Reader

Warnings: 18+ Smut MDNI, Fluff Smut, Established Relationship, Shy König, First Time Sex, Missionary, Communication, Size Difference, König With Size Kink, Consensual, Come On Body, Reassurance, Sub To Dom König, Switch Reader, Oral |F| Receiving, Girl On Top, Degrading, König Overly Apologizing, Overstimulation At End.

Author's Note: I'm so in love with König it's not funny.

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Do I know what I’m talking about? No, I’m still going to write abt it like I do? Yes. Yes, absolutely

Just my opinions, also i didn’t read this over so idk if I spelled anything wrong😭🤞

•he is HUGE. Not only in height but in other places too. If you had to guess how the number it would probably 10-12 inches in height and he’s thick but not too thick. His cock can be described as beautiful, a light pink color and curves to right, you look at it and want to put it in your mouth.

•even though he won’t admit, he’s a total switch.

•he was a virgin and was totally nervous for your first time.

•he loves giving oral, he believes that your pleasure is his. You always come first.

•he’s a tits man. Yeah. Sounds about right.

•he also likes to edge himself. He makes you come over and over and over again, and then doesn’t let himself come, going on with his day with full balls and a semi hard cock.

•you like to take advantage of his habit of edging himself, teasing him: sitting on his lap, dropping a weapon and picking it up slowing and sexually, saying sexual things infront of his teammates that only he would understand and interpret as sexual. He would be walking around awkwardly with a huge bulge against his leg.

•sometimes his teammate notice and make light jokes about it.

“Oh, and König’s third leg as appeared again” ghost said as they got to the safe house to relax, König’s teammates chuckle behind him and he flushes red under his veil.

* König would literally try anything in bed with you, any position, toys, anything you like he would try. (I’m writing something special for this one)

SFW

• Konig is so nervous around you, even after you two have an established relationship he can’t help but feel shy and bashful when you say sweet things to him

• Since he has a lot of social anxiety, PDA is nearly impossible for him- not that he doesn’t want to, but because it would make him explode. He would never be ashamed of knowing you two were together, he doesn’t want to make you feel like a secret. So he will opt for hand holding (more like you holding two of his fingers cause that man is a GIANT)

• Speaking of the height, no matter if you’re 5’0 or 6’4 you will always be so small to him. His favorite pet name to call you is maus (mouse). Any other pet name he has for you always starts with ‘little’. So “little angel”, “little doll”, “little baby”, or “little lover” if he’s feeling extra romantic. And when he puts “my” in front of it? It’s like a fountain down there.

“Konig!” You yelled excitedly, running down the corridor. It had been weeks since you last saw him after he went on a mission. Even when he was in full gear and mask, you thought he was the most handsome. “Maus!” He exhaled excitedly, a sigh of relief washed over him. The tall man quickly picked you up, resting his head on you as his shoulders finally relaxed, his whole body felt like it was about to uncoil. “I missed you so much Konig.” You whispered, gently kissing his head (helmet really). “I missed you too mein kleiner Engel.” (My little angel)

• So this man is like, what? 6’7-6’10? An absolute mountain of a man. Everyone knows he’s already an absolute sweetheart, but when you guys are cuddling? Tooth rotting sweetness. His favorite position is to just lay on top of you, wrapping his arms around your waist and just listening to your heart as you gently play with his hair or rub his shoulders. If you want to be the little spoon? You will be practically cocooned in his arms. You want to be the big spoon? Internally he’d find it funny, but really when he feels your warmth on his back and your arms around him, he’s never felt safer, or so loved.

• His drive and motivation is always to make you feel as loved and safe and you do to him. He wants to keep you safe, he wants to make you feel so loved that there’s never a day where you doubt his love and loyalty to you. He cherishes every laugh and smile he shares with you. He wishes he could take a photo with you on missions and put it on his gun like they did during WWI and WWII- but he knows that would put you in danger. So instead he daydreams when he can, wishing you were in his arms safe and sound.

NSFW

• Technically if we want to give him a label, he’s a switch. Really he just wants to please you. Your pleasure is what gets him off. If you want to dominate and use him? Baby he’s already begging. If you want him to manhandle and fuck you stupid? His hand is already around your throat. No matter what it is (within reason) he just wants to see you enjoy yourself. Knowing that he is the reason you’re coming undone and feeling good already makes him horny beyond belief.

• He was a virgin when you two met, so when he was finally ready to lose his virginity to you, he was a stuttering and bashful mess.

“M-My…My love?” He asked, looking up with worry in his eyes. You were currently straddling his waist, both of you only in your undergarments. Your hands were on his shoulders as you gently rocked your hips over his hard on. “Yes?” You asked lowly, leaning down and giving him a quick kiss on the nose. “Will I fit? N-Not that I think you can’t! Scheiße..I just..I don’t want to hurt you.” He was giving you puppy dog eyes. And honestly it was the cutest thing, you’d already given him a blowjob before, he’s seen and eaten you between your legs, but he was still afraid of not making you feel good. You appreciated it too, after all he was insanely huge, and everything was proportional. Everything. So his worry wasn’t too out of the question. “My poor baby,” you cooed, brushing your hand on his cheek; immediately taking your panties to the side, also sliding his boxers down after and rubbed your bare and wet lower half on his hard on. König let out a deep and guttural moan, leaning his head back slightly, already losing his mind. “You..mein gott..doll you feel..you feel so good- gott oh mein gott you’re so pretty. Need you, need you bad please baby. Feels so good..oh yes so so good.”

• He’s still just as whiny and begs just as much when he bottoms, always getting drunk on pleasure, and he will ramble about how pretty you are, how good you feel etc. unless you gag him. For as socially anxious as he is, he is quite the talker in bed.

• When König is the one in charge that night, first he will always ask you if there’s anything you want to avoid, anywhere he should not touch or anything he should avoid saying. He is quite literally at your command. He’ll go over the safe word a lot before getting into it. Personally, he loves the size difference between you too- especially when he’s in charge. Handling you like a ragdoll, moving you around how he pleases and pounding you to his heart’s desire is a personal guilty pleasure of his. He always starts off on the more gentle side, but if you tell him to be rough; trust he will be.

“Oh little maus, where do you think you’re going?” König asks, grabbing you behind the knee and dragging you back to him. You already came twice that night and you were starting to lose it. A harsh slap on your ass was delivered, followed by a hand tightly gripping your hair in a makeshift bun. His other hand with a vice like grip on your hip; face down ass up, just how he likes it. The tall man then resumed his assault on your body, fucking into your hole like he hated you. But the love bites all over your body said otherwise, some were light and looked like they were made with tender care; others like the few on your neck and chest were already turning red and purple, clear indents of teeth marked up all over. Quickly both of his hands were on either side of your face, his body leaning down and felt like he was going to crush you. The problem was though, you couldn’t see. The entire session you brought up the idea of a blindfold, and König is here to deliver. “Are you losing your mind yet, little maus? Can you speak for me?” He teased, his thrusts becoming slower but a lot harder. “Ah…Ah..m-more..” you moaned out softly. “Please..oh fuck..please more.” You felt both hands leave your face, now planted on your hips. “As you wish mein kleines Luder” (my little minx)

bc we're all a little curious about what's under that big sniper hood <33

• you are definitely his first kiss.

• you wonder for so long how you're going to go about kissing him with that damn hood on, so you start with his hands

• you leave little kisses on his knuckles and the tips of his fingers, and eventually, he starts to do the same to you

• the first real kiss is very sudden, happening directly after finishing an operation

• both of your hearts are racing and his eyes are wide and he looks at you and says "i want to kiss you."

• without even hesitating, you're getting that hood out of your way and finding his lips

• he's never done it before so it's a bit sloppy and frenzied with the energy of the mission, but he discovers right then how much he loves kissing

• he stares at your lips a lot, whether you're speaking or focused on something else

• his voice is so soft when he asks "can... can i kiss you?"

• he kisses like a man starved, taking your face in his hands and constantly going back for more

• he talks in between them, letting out a breathless "scheiße" or a whimper

• he loves fast-paced kisses the best, but slow kisses shared in the morning absolutely destroy him

• kissing his neck melts him into a puddle

• his favorite place to kiss you is your forehead

These doodles are based on the amazingly talented @ever-so-reylo  newest fic:  Head over feet which I HIGHLY suggest to read, its such a delight!

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[The Love Hypothesis, by: Ali Hazelwood, aesthetic]

"carry yourself with the confidence of a mediocre white man."

"I wish you could see yourself the way I see you."

"You can fall in love: someone will catch you."

"You kiss him and next thing you know he's saving your ass and he's buying you scones and calling you a smart-ass in a weirdly affectionate tone"

"She would have loved to run to the edge of campus and scream into the void until modern civilization collapsed, but that wasn’t exactly a pressing matter."

"God, she had forced a married man, a father, to kiss her. Now people thought that he was having an affair. His wife was probably crying into her pillow. His kids would grow up with horrible daddy issues and become serial killers."