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xReader writings that will typically contain some level of softness or humor.
Currently CoD-focused, but may very well become multifandom.
Simon sleeps soundly thanks to youβΎ
How Simon reacts to you enjoying a cherry popsicleβΎ
Simon fingering you in the morning β‘βΎ
Simon taking care of you when you're sickβΎ
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I see everyoneβs βGhost doesnβt know what a meme or TikTok isβ posts, and I raise you: Ghost whoβs chronically online and running an account with a cult following. Someone introduced him to Twitter years ago and told him, βItβs just a place to post your thoughts.β He took that literally. Now he posts every intrusive thought that crosses his brainstem and everyone assumes heβs a chaotic shitposter. His top posts include:
you ever get so overwhelmed you eat drywall
drank a coffee made with monster energy. saw god. he says iβm not allowed back.
can you get ptsd from ikea
the psychological horror of being perceived
woke up feeling mysteriously unwell. either iβm sick or god is giving me lore
ate 4 slices of bread at 2am. felt nothing. ate a 5th. transcended.
bit into an ice cube and remembered im mortal
all i need is one emotional support war crime and iβll be fine
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Gaz is the sort of boyfriend who could easily heft you up on to his shoulders to give you a better view of the band at a music festival or at a fireworks show.
He is also the sort of boyfriend who can heft you up onto his shoulders the opposite way and leaving you stuck holding on to his head with your thighs and hands while he eats you standing.
Neck pain? Aching shoulders? Worth it to get you dripping down his chin and neck, your orgasm a warm mess gliding all the way down to his clavicle as he feasts.
Painfully shy reader getting absolutely obliterated drunk at the pub, losing all sense of timidity, and telling Gaz and Soap "I bet the reason Ghost actually hides his face is 'cause he knows everybody'd wanna sit on it".
Ghost overhearing, leaning over your shoulder, and letting you know "I'm just keeping your seat clean until you're ready to sit on it, love".
Obviously Simon fucks the embarrassment out of you the next day, but only after making sure you get your reserved seat nice and wet.
A knock woke you up late into the night, sending your shivering out from beneath the warmth of your blankets. Tired and confused, you shambled along to the front door of your apartment, an annoyed squint peering through the peephole to discern what ass had come around at such an hour.
The deadbolt undone, the door tugged open, you replaced a reactionary hiss against the cold with the sound of a name, fatigue fading to confusion.
"Johnny? What's the matter?"
You hadn't expected to see your boyfriend in a few days, busy as he was back at the base as of late, and finding him unannounced on your doorstep in the midnight hours came as a surprise. It was, at the very least, a good one.
"Sorry to wake you, hen. Realized something and I had to come and tell you."
He looked energized and happy, smiling even as he stood against the chill air with his nose and ears reddened from the frigid temperature. His eyes were alight, bright blue even under the dim glow of the nearest streetlamp, and the familiar crinkling near their corners made you want to smile right back.
"I love you."
They were three words he'd never said before, not all together. He'd stated his love for your scent, your laugh, and that thing you did in bed that made his toes curl into the covers. There were a multitude of aspects of who you were as a person Johnny had confirmed to love, but the whole of you appraised in those three special words..
That was entirely new.
You didn't know what had prompted him to come to such an epiphany, how he'd come to realize that the months of your relationship had led his heart to being so full of you. You didn't rightly care either, too happy to hear the earnest confession and soak up the knowledge that it was something so important to him that waiting to tell you simply could not happen.
"Get in here, MacTavish," you demanded, voice still sleep rough, but bearing the cadence of your own joyful little smile.
You dragged him in with a demanding tug at his jacket, leading him easily when he was all too happy to follow, and you didn't even mind the winter-chapped state of his lips when you sought out an eager kiss.
Johnny nudged the door shut with the heel of his boot and for the rest of the night you were loved, completely and thoroughly, without a single care for the lack of sleep.
(I don't care that it's summer. It's hot and awful, so this is a winter drabble. Bite me, heat.)
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