#callofdutyghost

Canon Ghost:

- Hyper secretive due to his military special black ops background as well as traumatic past.

- Almost never opens up. The snippets we got of him doing so were still heavily contained and even if he wants to, he wouldn't do it.

- Is in his mid to late 30s.

- Has an extremely deep voice.

- Is deployed almost nonstop, where he is in combat more often than not.

I have this thing for the omega verse AU

She would be an Omega as a Fox

Her senses would be even stronger as well her vision and speed.

Hopefully I will get to do a full thing with her and Simon maybe even a story.

Im thinking of what she could be in the Monster AU that @bluegiragi has created. Especially after seeing @islandtarochips post this morning on Tiala.

But anyway enough yapping.

they couldve went for a metalhead skin that would've been SO MUCH MORE satisfying, but PUNK? and to make matters worse ON GHOST.

just to remind you, punk is anti-government and so obviously, fighting in the military is a nono, considering your fighting FOR the government

and doing it on GHOST is just creating the next spiderpunk problem, except, atleast hobie's creators did it correctly.

GIF by callofduty

-Minors DNI-

Author's Note: The way I just kinda abandoned this account for over a month, I’ve been busy working on things for school but I finally came back to this :’)

Pairing: Simon “Ghost” Riley x FtM Reader

Word Count: 1,317

Content Warning: Smut, Fluff, Oral (Reader Receiving), Body Worship

Summary: Ghost wants to treat you to a lovely night and make you feel as divine as you make him feel just by looking at you.

Even if he was a ghost, the ghost of the 141, he was a completely different man in your embrace, he was Simon.

Author: transmascfanfic

Ghost had arrived home earlier than expected, in fact he arrived home so early that he was able to take a shower, clean up the house, make dinner and even a fancy little set up for a date. He was anxiously pacing the apartment while waiting for his boyfriend to return home. His head shot up as he heard the door to their shared apartment opened and his boyfriend stepped in. 

It had been a long day at work and in all honesty all you wanted to do was lay down and relax, until of course, you entered your apartment and laid your eyes upon the scene set before you.

The overhead lights were dim but there seemed to be another source of light. Strung from the cabinets in the small kitchen and dining area were fairy lights, providing a warm glow to the usually cold feeling kitchen. The table was set with fancy cloth, the nice silverware, an expensive bottle of wine and a vase of your favorite flowers. The plates had already been topped with your favorite meal. You would've thought you entered the wrong apartment if you didn't see Ghost.

He stood at the end of the small table, dressed in a simple pair of jeans, a nice sweater with a collared shirt under and of course his mask. You approached him with a tender smile, gently reaching up and taking the mask in your hands.

It was a familiar ritual, Ghost always struggled to take the mask off himself, however when he felt your frame against his, your hands gently caressing his masked cheek before reaching to pull it off he melted. He would always save this for you, he felt it brought the two of you closer. It was an act of trust.

“Hi” You said softly, admiring Simons face as you tossed the mask onto the kitchen counter. His lips immediately meet yours, his hands wrapping around your waist and pulling you closer to himself. “You’ve no idea how much I missed you, love…” His voice was deep, though his whisper always made it sound softer.

The two of you stood in there for some time, just feeling each other and kissing. It was such a feeling, one that neither of you could describe as anything less than home. “Well, let's sit and eat. Don't want dinner gettin’ now do you?” Simon said softly, pulling out your chair for you.

You sat down and he did the same, popping open the bottle Simon poured two glasses and you both began eating. Simon never liked to talk about his work, the most he would talk about was how much he had missed and he much preferred to listen to you talk about your life and work. 

The two of you ate and talked laughing and sharing tender moments, dinner was long gone but you continued drinking. Eventually the two of you had finished off the bottle of wine and decided to take things to the bedroom, the both of you longing for that sexual embrace once more. 

The moment the door closed behind you Simon was grabbing at your waist. “I love you, I want to treat you tonight.” He whispered against you, gently running his tongue over the shell of your ear. 

 While normally you’d try to treat Simon when he came home he was so insistent on pleasuring you tonight you couldn't tell him no. He was so adorable feeling you up and peppering kisses to your neck and shoulders. “I've missed you so much… your voice, your face, your body, your soul.” Simon mutters against your skin, pulling away your clothing.

He sat you down on the bed, hovering over you and caressing your body as he trailed kisses over your skin. His scared and slightly chapped lips always caused delightful tingles on your skin. 

Simon kissed down your neck and collarbone, spending some extra time on your chest. Marking it with his kisses and small nibbles, no matter what you thought of yourself Simon only ever thought you were beautiful. The most handsome man he’d ever laid his eyes on. He kissed down your stomach and between your thighs. 

Carefully spreading them apart, his hands rubbed and caressed you. Giving your inner thighs love bites, causing you to whimper and gently grip his hair. A soft moan passing his lips as your hand tangled with his locks. 

He moved in closer, blowing a stream of cool air against your puffy clit before his tongue licked up your slit. That first taste was all he needed to become completely unhinged. Like a starved man he began eating you out. His lips sucked your folds, tongue delving into your wet cunt as he eagerly swallowed down your juices. Your heavy breathing let him know he was doing a good job.

It had been so long since you’d last been with your lover but he never failed to remember exactly what you liked, the curves of your body or your sweet spots. Simon's right hand moved from your thigh between your legs, rubbing and caressing your clit. Giving it the attention it deserved and the stimulation that made your thighs tremble around his head.

“S-simon…” You stutter out through moans, your thighs instinctively closing around his head. He grunts into your heat, wrapping his left arm around your thigh and forcing it back. “Fuck~!” You whine and moan as he continues treating you, your thighs closing around his head hardly even phasing him. 

Your back arched as you gripped his hair tighter, louder moans and cries passed your lips as you became sinfully wet for him. Simon would only keep going, if he drowned making you cum he would die a happy man. 

His thumb circled your clit harsher as his tongue curled up inside you. That was your last straw, you tried to push his head back as you came but he refused. This was exactly what he wanted after all. 

A strong orgasm ripped through your body, squirting over his face as he continued rubbing your clit. Determined to squeeze you of all that sweet nectar he’d been longing for. Simon swallowed as fast as he could, drinking down everything he could as you sobbed in pleasure. 

It wasn't until you were clenching around nothing and begging him for a break that he finally parted from your red lips. In his haze he hadn't even noticed you’d laid back on the bed, panting and trembling in overstimulation. “S-si… Simon~” Your voice was hoarse, as you tried to regain your composure. 

Simon moved up onto the bed, laying next to you and pulling you into his. Pressing kisses to your forehead and cheeks. “So fucking good… so delicous love…” He whispered to you, rubbing your sides to help you calm down. 

“Simon…” You mumble, looking up at him with lidded eyes. “Yeah love?” He hummed, pressing a soft kiss to your lips. “Let me help you now” You smile, reaching down to graze his cock in his jeans. A soft whine came from him as he shook his head. “Nah…” 

You were slightly confused until you felt the wet spot in his jeans, realizing he’d came simply from eating you out. Your pleasure was his, making you feel so good your eyes rolled back and shed pretty tears was all he needed to release. 

Ghost as a realistic man:

- I mentioned that on the real world, Simon would likely be a captain, not a Liutenant. He is too old even if he's in his early 30s, to be just an LT with his work experience.

- In UK, SAS captains make approximately 66k great british pounds a year. So after taxes, Ghost would be left with roughly 4500£ a month.

- The SAS headquarters are in Hereford, near Wales. Ghost would likely have moved there because it's convenient.

- Average living costs in Hereford are much lower than in Manchester and London. On average he'd spend total 1500-2000£ a month (yes, that includes rent). I definitely think he's the type of man to rent apartments rather than owning a home, because it gives him more secrecy for his job (no paper trails if he wants to move out), and in case he becomes a Major or Colonel in the future and he gets assigned to different places.

- He is a practical man (i mean, intj ofc), so he owns a car for sure. But he also has a tattoo which shows a motorcycle. The tattoo is very heavily tied to his identity. I believe this means he owns a motorcycle as well. Plus Hereford has more countryside roads which would allow him to decompress by driving. I totally think this is his hobby.

- As a Manchester bloke, he grew up with lots of tea and Football. But I don't think he loves these as religiously as the people around him did. I think Ghost is the type of man to drink tea if it's in front of him. And if you asked him what football team he is, he'd say "United" just to shut them up, or because he grew up with his family cheerinf for them. Does he watch football? If its on TV, probably. Does he cheer like a maniac? No.

- Another thing is that Manchester people are very blunt and have quite a gallow humor. This is also why Ghosts personality is so blunt and cutthroat. So living in Hereford, where it's more of a small town, countryside and people are polite and gossip, he'd probably not engage whatsoever with the townfolk much. Someone might say "Good day today, innit?" And he'd just say "Yes" politely and move on. So the SAS base, when he goes to work, is when he brings out his Manchester personality and goes all commanding and even a tad brutally honest.

- If he is dating, I am assuming it'd be with a woman who is quirky and doesn't care about social standards. Manchester folk adore people who are unique and don't care about what others think. So he'd stay home mostly with his partner being sarcastic and witty, while when out, the both of them fake politeness in front of Hereford people and then give each other that side eye that says "Soft people".

- He doesn't indulge in hobbies much. His job makes him extremely busy so most of his hobbies are things he can do quickly and put down fast. So think listening to music, reading something quick about the news, cooking, and working out.

König's Biography

Early life:

- As a teenager, he likely developed social anxiety because of his height. Being almost 2 meters tall made him stand out and, while Austrian culture is polite, they do have a bit of a petty judgemental culture.

- He likely was bullied by peers in passive agressive ways, being told things like "Wow, you're like a mountain. Ever had someone climb you?" While others laughed.

- Also it's likely that his parents made it worse for him. It's very common for Austrian mothers to say "Stop that. What will the neighbors think?". I can imagine his mother would only make shy König feel worse about him sticking out like a sore thumb. He slouches? "Stop that. You're embarrasing us". He is quiet? "Stop being so quiet. It's impolite"

- His father was also likely a cold, traditional man. Austrian people are surprisingly traditional even if they look modern on the surface. Many people still expect their kids to marry and have some traditional roles in their house. König being realistically 29-33 means his parents are about 50-60 years old. This generation was not known for being super kind LMAO

Young adult stage:

- He enters the army around 18 to 21. As a giant, he cannot escape the commanders. They actually love that he is tall and would push him on purpose to improve him, to turn him into a machine.

- This was likely a horrible time for him, but he had nowhere to hide so he started to workout, to improvehis combat skills where he couldn't improve socially.

- Naturally this led to him getting noticed and actually being praised. That plus his new routine in the army slowly built a road towards his confidence.

- He becomes addicted to becoming stronger. It is his way of gaining more confidence and recognition. He knows he can be a machine.

Special forces:

- Around his early to mid 20s he enters the Jagdkommando (the Austrian special forces). This is when it shifts even more for him.

- He already was good physically so the higher ups push him harder. He only keeps improving.

- His social skills are probably not fully there yet, but his peers and coworkers nicknamed him König for his massive size, and they all treat him respectfully, so he relaxes more.

- Leadership follows through. At this stage he is a Wachtmeister, which is the Austrian equivalent to a Sergeant. They probably force him into this but he accepts it as a challenge. Istps do enjoy a challenge.

Officer training:

- Mid 20s, he begins to get more confident. Some leaders noticed him and advices him to enter the Officer Training academy. He agrees.

- He becomes a Liutenant. And then after some years, he becomes a captain. This is him finally letting go of his social anxiety and being the confident man instead.

Captain König:

- Realistically around the age 29-33. This is when he is the most confident.

- He has learned that his body is a weapon and he can wield it with confidence.

- More people look up to him. He leads platoons of 30-40 men.

I'm sure many of you know that these two have tattoos. But I really want to dig into whether they would get one, and if yes, what kind.

Ghost + tattoos:

- Would he get a tattoo? Yes.

- Ghost is an INTJ, British, and a Military guy. In the British Army, tattoos are very common. Put that, plus the fact that he was born in Manchester, it would almost be expected of him to have one.

- However, the tattoo from the game is not something he would get, and here is why:

He is professional. In the British Military, even though tattoos are common, this one is too visible on his forearm. His placement would be much more subtle and hidden, think the ribs area, biceps, or chest.

As an INTJ, his Fi would make him get a tattoo that actually resonated with him as an individual. The tattoo from the game is too chaotic. It has too many skulls, no clean lines, and looks like a cringe stereotype of an army sleeve. Ghost is too calculated. If he got a tattoo, it would be something simpler that has more meaning and doesn't scream at your face. Think a raven, some coordinates, or a black band.

The style is cheap and not long lasting. INTJ Ghost would study tattoos and want something long lasting. He would more likely get a slightly bigger one piece tattoo, in black and with thicker lines. This way it stays with him, and doesn't fade into nothingness.

So in short, Ghost would get a tattoo, but it would be more meaningful, simpler, well hidden and planned out.

König + tattoos:

- Would he get a tattoo? No.

- König is an ISTP, Austrian man, and working for the Jagdkommando.

- Even though in Austria tattoos have become more common for younger people, society still doesn't view them as professional in certain cases. Him being in Jagdkommando especially would make it too much of a hassle for him to bother getting one, as he could be seen as unprofessional.

- Austrian culture is very strict when it comes to looking prim and proper. König had terrible social anxiety as he grew up, and a tattoo as big as shown in the cod Universe would stick out like a sore thumb. In Jakdo, you are meant to blend in, not stick out.

- Plus, his ISTP pragmatism would make him think "Why bother getting a tattoo when it's too much work to think of a design and placement?"

So in short, König’s culture, personality and past social anxiety would not make him get a tattoo.

Correction:

König canonically doesn't have tattoos. I thought he did cause I mixed it up with fanon. BUT my point stands!