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simp4konig · 3 days

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Okay okay I have to ask, what’s your fav head canons of Nikto then? I love hearing other people’s ideas and head canons of cod characters ^^ 💕

Ngl, i get inspired by other people's headcanons, and i make headcanons off THEIR headcanons 🥲👍… I'm unoriginal 😔💔

SOOOO, im “” Tagging”” (by that i mean putting // after the @ so the original creators dont get the notifcation for this LMAO=) blogs whose own works inspired me to create my own headcanons 🥰❤️

General Nikto Headcanons ❤️

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Allusions to NSFW beneath the cut! Readers are warned.

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Blunt and straight to the point. Sees no rhyme nor reason in beating around the bush and sugarcoating his words. As a result, he can be viewed as insensitive and lacking in empathy.

Impatient, and has a short fuse, so blows up often. Only you are able to be the calm after his storm, subduing him with soft reassurances and whispered words.

To say that he is possessive would be an understatement — he is extremely territorial.

After his torture, he is wary of the few things that he posesses and can actually call his own (you). His biggest phobia is losing you, and his irrational fear is someone stealing you away. Any prick unlucky enough to not catch on to you two dating will be lucky enough to survive the beating that he is given.

On that note, he is simultaneously self-assured, and insecure.

His mask is a part of him, and personal. It will take him months for him to shed said part of him.

Constantly fears that you will leave him once he reveals his face to you, so puts it off for as long as he possibly can. The day that he takes off his mask, only for you to be so casual about it and passing it off as your day-to-day, is the day that became cemented in his hard, stony heart.

Has conflicting views towards marriage. On the one hand, is an official document declaring your relationship really so necessary? Isn't an expensive wedding superfluous, and too sensational? To him, all of that is redundant — he's yours, and you're his…

…On the other hand, a glistening ring on your finger invokes a primal desire to make you more his than you are already. It would be a declaration of a love which even death wouldn't do part. Maybe he should pay more attention to the rings on display at the jewellery stores you pass by when shopping occasionally together.

An introverted man, who finds solace in solitude; excluding you, his partner, he has no companions, and rarely associates with anyone else. The voices in his head are bothersome enough, so why does he need additional voices bothering him? With that said, you would think that your presence would be a bother — especially with your mindless chatter when Nikto doesn't grunt at the idle small talk at times, wholly unresponsive for the majority of the time — but the moment you give any indication of leaving, he seizes your wrist, his cold, icy eyes silently pleading for you to stay. And you do. You always do.

Bringing me onto my next point: he is a good listener. Your ramblings are all that to you; ramblings. To Nikto, however, it's his chance to unpick all the information about you, down to the littlest of details. You wrongly assume that your words fall on deaf ears, but he listens, and he memorises every opinion you have, every statement you make, and even the small anecdotes that you share, which becoming engraved in his brain. He goes over every sentence religiously, as if it was the Bible.

He has an exceptionally good memory, tending to remember things that you had forgotten. Mention something that you craved in passing? He would surprise you with it the next time you bring it up. Alluded to someone who insulted you and ruined your day? Well, it would be no surprise that that person would never ruin your day ever again.

He is like a cat in the sense that he is an unwanted stray. However, when you came to want him, it dawned on you that he was no cat, but a panther. A predator — savage, vicious.

He would kill for you, no questions asked (He has already done it, but you don't know about that. After all, you hadn't asked him that question yet, only in jest. Truth be told, he has made so many death threats that you have become desensitised to them, dismissing them as nothing more than that: threats).

He would have died for you (PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE @//charliemwrites’s DEPICTIONNOF NIKTO IN THIS SCENE??????? HAD ME ON MY KNEES 🛐💍🧎🏼‍♀️ PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE VI NEED HIM SOVBAD); however, when you were hyperventilating as you sobbed and were close to reaching hysterics, that's when he realised that he should value his life more.

Incredibly stealthy. You've seen his execution animations… 🤒 Uses that stealth to sneak up on you whenever your guard is down to smack your ass. 🤭

Insomnia troubles him at night, the relief of sleep rarely coming to him; therefore, he tends to be nocturnal, buying groceries and going about the usual errands you would have otherwise done during the day. When you wake up, that empty fridge is magically stocked with your favourite food, your bear snoozing sometimes — most of the time he stares at you like a creep. 💀 /aff

When he does sleep, it tends to be during the day, and it's almost as if he is a bear entering hibernation

He sleeps like a plank — on his back, his arms by his sides, and his legs straight. You'll curl onto his side, your head on his chest, his legs between your core, and a strong arm wrapped around your waist.

Snores. REALLY loud. 😬 ONLY when you are in his arms 🙄 — when he sleeps alone, he is eerily silent.

Subsequently finding him laying in bed, still and silent, you were sobbing, thinking that he died in his sleep. Finally, after minutes of shaking him awake, he opened one eye, and grumbled groggily: “Дорогая, shut up. I am not dead. Not when I have you to live for. Now, come.”

Once he is asleep, good luck getting him to wake up again; unless you somehow manage to disentangle yourself from his arms — only then, when his myshka is missing, does he begrudgingly get up from bed, stand outside the bathroom door, and whisk you back to bed, willfully ignoring your complaints.

Proud of being your protector. Always has his hand[s] on you in some way or other, protectively keeping you by his side.

Has 20/20 vision, and perfect hearing.

Don't mistake his opening of pickle jars and water bottles for you as chivalry — he is taking advantage of it to show off his muscles for you. Doesn't want you to ask if you want to cup a squeeze of his bicep — when he sees you staring, he will forcibly take your hand and put it on his arm, positively smirking beneath that mask of his.

Has a staring problem and is unashamed of it. From his point of view, there is no problem in staring at you all day and every day.

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Eye contact with him is intense. Whenever you avert your gaze, he instantly grabs your chin to angle it so it's facing him. Eye contact during sex is a given.

Despite not wanting to be a father, he has an insatiable breeding kink (does not care whether you are a female, a male, an infertile female, or other — he is delusional in that sense).

Although he isn't against children per se — mainly indifferent to them, if I'm honest — wouldn't want to pass on the generational trauma onto his brood. He would prefer his bloodline ending with him.

His dirty talk is so filthy that you get wet from just his voice and innuendo. (Thank you @//xoxunhinged for your headcanon 😫💦)

His animalistic instincts are so prominent that you've become convinced that he purrs whenever you stroke that sensitive spot on his scalp, and growls in between grunts as he thrusts into you.

Is rough, leaving dark hickeys and bruises, but he would never, ever hurt you. He's rougher than most, but has sufficient self-restraint to be realise ahead of time if he is making you uncomfortable.

You are his deity, and he worships you — if he was to ever hurt you, he would enter a state of loathing. Since you were a merciful God, he would take the liberty of punishing himself — retribution suited to his crime.

One time you two were play wrestling and he almost dislocated your hip on accident. He didn't touch you again for at least two weeks, until he finally considered himself worthy of your touch.

Is dominant in bed, for two major reasons: because he prefers exerting the control which was forced upon him, relishing in having you submit to him; manhandling you to showcase his strength

A third reason is because if you were to ever top him, he'd cum embarrassingly quickly.

Probably gets off to being stronger than you. Deliberately puts you in positions which render you powerless, only able to take what he gives you.

Whenever you enter his room, he always sits in the darkness. Insists: “I do not need lights. Lights are wasted when I can see in the dark.”

Which is true... but it is also a pretence to hide the concerningly detailed shrine taking up an entire wall, dedicated to you. You'll come to find all of your lost trivial belongings when you mistakenly flick on the light switch.

His loyalty and devotion is unparalleled to any other's. He is utterly and unashamedly down bad for you, and he is willing to do anything and everything to keep it that way.

Thankfully, he doesn't have to do much, because you, too, love him. A lot.

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A/N I NEED HIM I NEED HIM I NEED HIM I NEED HIM I NEED HIM I NEED HIM I NEED HIM I NEED HIM I NEED HIM I NEED HIMI NEED HIM I NEED HIM I NEEDH IM I NEED—

Yeaah i thought comparing him to a panther would be cool 🐈‍⬛

“Guard dog” and just anything to do with a “dog” is an overused trope to me at this point 😐. Dont get me wrong!!!! , it doesnt mean that i dont LIKE the trope!!!! , but my own interpretation of Nikto is a little different, abd i think it suits him better,, Esp bc panthers technically 🤓☝️ do *not* exist, which links to how the definition of his name in Russian is “Nobody” :)

An unconventional animal for a very unconventionally attractive man😽,,

Anyways, it is time for a cigarette 🚬🤏😪. I will return in approximately 56 business days (trust me guys 😋✌️).

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stoutpancakes · 2 days

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in honor of a new toy that I got that made me think of Alien! Johnny :) female reader in mind and as usual, MDNI!

Alien! Johnny who doesn't understand human anatomy, so you decide to give a little one-on-one lesson.

Alien! Johnny who's so attentive when you undress, having never seen a human female before.

Alien! Johnny who cups your breasts with large hands and weighs the supple skin in his calloused palms.

Alien! Johnny who rubs a thumb against your stiffening nipples, your reactions not going unnoticed by the watchful and eager being.

Alien! Johnny who can't help but take a nipple into his hot mouth, suckling on the nub while his hand kneads at your other breast.

Alien! Johnny who becomes addicted to the sounds of your moans and knows he'll do whatever it takes to get more out of you.

Alien! Johnny whose hand trails down to the wet cavern between your legs, excited to see what else would come out of this anatomy lesson...

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cherie-doll · 12 hours

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𓆩♡𓆪 Headcanon : Their Dream Life With You

✧˚ Ghost, Gaz, König, Horangi

ೄྀ࿐ just a lot of fluff

We all live brief, ephemeral lives. In a world where pursuing dreams is seen as foolish and hopeless; they had found themselves wishing for a merak fantasy with you. That lovely feeling that arose from the most delicate of touches, the feeling that let all fear fall away.

Ghost

He was ecstatic at this chance of a new chapter in his life, the renewed hope of this new fate

While he had control of his life, he wanted to have a facile life

Maybe a cabin set somewhere in the comfort of the southwest

Mornings waking up next to you with the golden sun seeping through the windows casting an aura

Nights falling asleep with you in his embrace, smelling like bonfire

He waited for that day to come when he could be in constant placidness

To fade away with you

“Till the end of this world; I love you”

Gaz

It was still a hazy dream for him; he was a young dreamer

But whatever you wanted, he wanted too

He romanticized the sweet side of life

He had visions of different lives branching out before him; waking up at early dusk to admire your angelic smile, going on adventures with you, he even entertained the possibility of kids with you

How he wished it was all attainable in one lifetime

He envisioned dreamy summer afternoons filled with doting, the clear sound of laughter, and dedicating one’s being to creating a warmhearted atmosphere for a family

The enormity of possibilities where he could experience the most fervid fate with you

With love; that uplifting sensation, he felt like he could go on dreaming forever

König

With you, the sky could be grey, blue, or yellow. There was no specific hue of color in his life. He was content when it rained and he got to cuddle with you, he felt loved when the warmth of the sun glowed on his skin reminding him of your embrace, and he enjoyed the watching the sun set and rise with you, that golden hour of the day

He just wanted a future with you where he could let emotions flow like clear water through his eyes or smile

You both deserved a soft epilogue in life

A quiet ambiance but when desired, to have luxury in reach; in other words, he wanted the bed of roses lifestyle

Cool and brisk evenings where you both come to terms with that love can be scary sometimes

You live to consume and be consumed by one another, to enter the intimacy of the soul

Today, tomorrow, always until the end

Horangi

He was one in need of constant excitement in life

He was helplessly in love, and it will fuel his passion

With him, you can be certain you’ll experience ardent love and ethereal ordeals

The thrill-like feeling that is scary yet exciting, you never know in what direction your heart will throw you in

It’s easy to want to wholly embrace the safety of order, but he sought those places where he could feel an overwhelming sense of breathtaking beauty

You were like two chaotic energies, crashing into one another’s world to coexist briefly together for a short amount of time under the same sky

His veins pulsed, full of life

He craved that enthralling pace that left one breathless but was spellbinding

Indulges in the finer things in life; with him, you’ll spend your days living lavishly

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madammidnightsblog · 2 days

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Because I’ve been seeing a lot of Soap being raised in a catholic household and was kicked out for being queer headcannons- I don’t headcannon that it as I feel like his family was actually a little more supportive on it. But I headcannon that Price was the one that was kicked out of his family house for coming out bisexual. I feel like when he came out it wasn’t like he was for sure he was, more like he was experiencing when he was a teen and his dad caught him with another boy and sent him to live with his grandparents who were more accepting. But that experience was so scary for young Price, that he denied his sexuality throughout the rest of his teen years and most of his military years until he met Laswell. Founding out she was openly a lesbian and married to a woman, he ended up feeling a little bit more comfortable with his sexual- because if she could then why couldn’t he?

I feel like it took a while for him to be out and fully comfortable with his sexuality as he’s an older man and he had inner misogyny for so long he felt like being a man meant he couldn’t like men. So, when he did go out to pubs and looked for a possible nighttime partner, he would only pick up women despite the times he found a few men there attractive. But he never felt comfortable to take a man back to a hotel as he didn’t want anyone outside Laswell to find out about him. That was until he met Nikolai and he had fell in love without even knowing at first. He thought he just found him a great man and someone he felt like he could rely on, but he noticed that his eyes lingered on the Russian a little longer when he walked into the helicopter garage. Seeing how Nikolai would smile at him and greet him with pure joy seeing him still up and moving after a mission, it made his heart flutter and he would try to tell himself that was just because he was happy someone was glad to know he was alive. He wasn’t in love, he couldn’t be- he’s a man.

But then Soap showed up and the Scot was open about being gay which at first made him feel not only uncomfortable but envious. How could he feel so comfortable with loving another man openly? Poor Price was upset and angry with not only Soap who didn’t even do anything wrong but himself. Price wanted to be loved by Nikolai and he wanted to be open about it too but he felt like he was too old to be as open as Soap despite Laswell being only a few years older than him. He just felt like him being Captain and nearly forty, he couldn’t be open about that and would avoid it all together. So, like many people who are stressed, tired, and confused, he went drinking off duty at the nearby pub. Drinking beer after beer without much thought and see what he thought was a handsome stranger ordering himself a shot of vodka and decided that he had enough. He held back all those emotions and thoughts for so long it was time to get back out there and be happy for once because he’s a soldier- his life isn’t guaranteed. And he was drunk enough so it was fine, right?

Gaining confidence and the courage, he finished the last of his beer and walked over to the ‘handsome stranger’ and asked him if he would fancy a night with him. And the man was more than happy to. Price was more than happy he agreed and a little confused why the man sounded so similar to Nikolai but he blamed it one the beer. So, the two men left to a nearby cheap hotel and got a room which was one of the best things Price has ever done. A long night of sex and pure bliss of being able to be free, the morning came and so did the waking of Price. Waking up happy and satisfied, his eyes opened to see a familiar face staring back at him with a happy and in love smile.

“Mornin’, Captain.” Nikolai said with a smile, his thick Russian accent full of warmth and love as Price stared back at him with a shock and bashful expression.

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empresskylo · 2 months

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price getting hurt on a mission and you have to help bandage him up as he tries not to lose consciousness. he gets so loopy from the blood loss he starts to expose his inner thoughts, calling you pretty and how often he thinks about you. “mmm y’smell s’good, love,” he mumbles aimlessly, slurring his words slightly. his fingers running through your hair as you work on his bullet wound, his voice barely a whisper “fuckin’ torturing me.” and you’re not sure if he means because you're hurting him physically or something else entirely.

#john price #captain price #john price x reader #john price headcanons #NEED HIM #cod mw3 #cod fanfic #cod headcanons #captain john price

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xynnoix · 7 months

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//mw3 spoilers

He’s fine, what do you mean? He’s just in recovery

(And I’m still in denial)

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angel5ofp0rn · 3 days

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Young!Price x f!younger!reader

when you and ExHusband!Price start dating 😋

*pretty short

“Right there?” You lean down to murmur in his ear. “Does that feel good?”

“Fuck… right there, sweetheart...” John groans.

You giggle from your seat on John’s backside, knees on either side of his hips as you massage his lower back. He had been complaining about how bad it has been aching and swore only your hands could fix him.

You lean down and press a few kisses to his shoulder before going back to working out the tension in his muscles.

John sighs in content.

“Y’know, I had the worst dream last night.” You mention casually, placing your hands palm down on his waist and rubbing circles with your thumbs.

“Did you?” John’s voice was a bit muffled by the pillow his face was resting against. “What was it about?”

"I met this really, really beautiful man at the bar, got him to take me home, really got to like him… and then he went back to London I never saw him again." You sigh dramatically.

It takes John a moment to realize that you're joking, catching on at the exaggerated sigh. He tries not to laugh but he's only human.

John shifts to lay on his back now, but pulls you back to him so you can still sit on top, straddling his lap.

“Sounds like a nightmare.” John grins, his hands slowly rubbing up and down your bare thighs. “Suppose we can't repeat that mistake then?"

You shake your head, a smile on your lips as you look down at him. John shakes his head back at you, that signature smirk still on his face.

"Is it crazy that I think I actually really like you?" Your brow furrows a bit. “We’ve only known each other for a few days…”

He lets out a little laugh; you can see him blush a little bit in his cheeks.

"'s not crazy," He says softly, his hands now moving from your thighs to your waist, slipping under his shirt that you were wearing. “I like you.”

"Hmm… But you're a military guy.” Your head tilts to the side in thought. “Aren't military guys, like, known for proposing after the first date?"

This actually makes him laugh out loud again, his eyes crinkling in the corners. He can't help himself; this stereotype has always been such a common one.

"Right, but I'm not that kind of military guy.... l'd at least wait until the second date."

"Well," you move off of John to lay on your back next to him on your bed. "When the time comes, I don't want one of those big, ugly silver and diamond rings. Maybe a pearl or a garnet or something." You lift your left hand up in the air above you both, as if imagining the ring on it.

John continues to smile as you talk about the potential future. The idea that you're thinking about that kind of stuff when you've only just met seems funny to him, but almost… romantic, in a way.

When you lift your hand, he can't help but imagine how that ring would look on it. He can see the ring so clearly in his mind's eye; simple 14 karat gold band, emerald cut garnet in the middle.

You lower your arm back to your side and turn to look at him. "I really do think I like you." You sigh like it’s disappointing. "This isn't normally how my random bar hookups go."

“Y’ haven’t been hookin’ up with the right guys.” John counters.

You study his face, taking in all the little details; those blue eyes you love, the little freckle on his nose, the two tiny marks above and below his eyebrow that made you wonder if teenage John was a little punk with an eyebrow piercing.

You sit up suddenly and get off of your bed. You strip John’s shirt off of yourself and toss it to him. “You should go.”

John is understandably confused. He sits up, shirt in hand, waiting for an explanation. “Did I do something wrong..?”

“No,” You shake your head, looking through your closet. “You’re going to go get dressed, buy me some flowers, and take me on our first date.”

John doesn’t speak. He’s stunned.

You look over your shoulder at him. “What? If I want that second-date proposal, we need the first date out of the way.”

John’s eyebrows raise. You’re fucking crazy…

You’re fucking made for him.

“Oh, and don’t get tulips.” You add casually, pulling a little sundress out of the closet and looking it over. “I hate tulips.”

“Yes ma’am.” John nods, pulling his shirt on over his head.

You grin. “So obedient. Must be the military training.”

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vhsgoghs · 23 hours

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work (Valeria Garza headcanons)

Valeria Garza x female reader ★ masterlist here

Valeria would surely take care of you and try to keep you away from her work, things were too dangerous or just unpleasant.

She is a tough woman in her daily life, but with her partner (with you) she would have more than a weak point and a completely different treatment.

She is possessive without reaching a toxic point, otherwise you wouldn't even have accepted a relationship with her.

She's not the kind of person who forbids you things, she just wants to receive the same respect, but when it comes to work she's too strict, she no doubt has some warnings for you.

Surely, she wouldn't let you walk alone around the place where she operates, you could get hurt or something could go wrong and she would never forgive herself for that, nor would she ever forgive any of the people who work with her.

It's actually not that common for you to go to her work, for the fact that there isn't much to do there, especially when she's busy.

It is likely that most of the time she is busy and that is why she prefers to see you at home, besides, she does not know what you can see or happen if she leaves you alone.

If you are a sensitive person, she would find a way for you to know as little as possible about what she does.

Unfortunately, she can't protect you from everything, so you probably saw more than once something you shouldn't have or her doing something bad to someone.

There may be days when she wouldn't let you leave her side for a second, usually when she knows her work day will be light and she can have you close all day.

Valeria would maintain that line between letting you know what she does without saying too much so she doesn't scare you. She didn't want you to think of her as someone who wasn't really hers, she would never hide from you what she does in her work or her true personality.

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missmentalghoulish · 10 days

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You woke in the middle of the night freezing. A shiver runs through your body as you pull the blanket tighter around you. You feel movement behind you and a warm hand reaches around your middle and pulls you into warmth. You shiver at the contact .

So warm...

You breathe deeply as warmth surrounds you, a large, warm body draws you closer. You keep trying to get as close as you can to the warmth, so you turn over and face the large form next to you. Heat radiates off it and you feel it spread down to your bones.

Strong limbs anchor themselves around you as you snuggle into the heat. A steady heartbeat pumps under your ear as you feel yourself relax and succumb to the comfort around you.

A gentle hand caresses the back of your head as words are whispered softly in your ear.

"Go back to sleep mein liebling."

"Did you open the window again?" You mumble.

He snorts, "Yes, it was terribly hot in here."

What Konig would never tell you is that he really opened the window in the dead of winter because when he did you always sought him out for his body heat in the middle of the night. He loved how you relied on him. He loved your soft breathing in his ear. He loved how you felt in his arms, you fit together just right. He loved how cold your feet were against his legs, even though it definitely wasn't pleasant at first. He was your warmth, your source of comfort. You were his home. And he would always take care of his home.

#könig headcanons #cod headcanons #könig x reader #konig x you #konig x reader #konig headcannons #call of duty #konig call of duty #konig fluff #cod #cod mw2 #cod modern warfare

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penguinbuttcheeks · 19 days

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- johnny ‘soap’ mactavish is absolutely livid when he sees a picture of you being shared around base - tears in your eyes and clothes drenched in water, making the fabric stick to your body uncomfortably, your arms tightly wrapped around your torso in humiliation.

- the cherry on top? the dog collar around your neck with your dog tags hanging on display, dangling between your collarbones.

- you’ve only just finished your first week on base as the newest recruit, but that excited spark in your eyes was quickly diminished

- he doesn’t even know your name, but what he does know is he won’t stand for the blatant disrespect towards the new recruits he’s going to be training and fighting alongside

- hazing is a strictly prohibited practice, but with no way to trace down who the original photographer was, none of the higher ups are able to enforce any form of punishment

- it makes him see red

- soap will go out of his way to beat the ever loving shit out of any soldier that has the picture saved to their phones, forcing them to delete it right before his eyes before spitting on them and walking away

- word on base is quickly spread and soldiers scramble to make sure there is no trace of the photo on their phones. you have a death wish if you’re willing to anger the 141 sergeant

- you’re quick to notice the sudden change in attitude towards you, no longer being called demeaning nicknames or tormented by the soldiers around you

- what you fail to notice however, is the sharp glare johnny sends their way as he trails behind you several metres back as you navigate through the halls, soldiers quickly averting their gaze or ducking their heads

- you shrug it off, ruling it down to your initiation finally being complete once the photo was snapped

- such a clueless little hen, completely unaware of the constant presence that lingers just out of your line of sight

- it’s a blessing that soap took an interest in you. he might just have to finally introduce himself once all the commotion has died down

- he can’t wait

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heartmix · 1 month

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Simon Riley Headcanons

random headcanons that i have of olderbf!Simon.

Olderbf!Simon who sees you stressing about the way the economy is shit and everything is so expensive.

Olderbf!Simon who rolls his eyes knowing his years of savings and his income will make you and the next generation live comfortably. Why did you even go to college? There was nothing or no one else to spend it on anyways.

Olderbf!Simon who loves that you don't want to work a regular 9-5 or that you don't want to work a regular job in general. You instead have side gigs when you're bored. Your friend needed an extra pair of hands for a work assignment? Sure. Once a month event staff for whatever concert is in town? You love that.

Olderbf!Simon who watches the silly tiktoks and mini vlogs you make while he is away. He doesn't actually have tiktok downloaded but you always send him the videos you make.

Olderbf!Simon who agrees to do one of the tiktok trends with you. The one where it goes "I'm a ____ of course I ______." You didn't need to tell him how it worked. You showed him one video and he understood the assignment.

"I'm a Military wife. Of course, my husband has a side piece."

"I will literally k*ll myself before I look at another woman."

"It was a joke."

"Not a funny one, love."

Olderbf!Simon who is used to your hyperfixations changing every month. His "office" is filled with trinkets and collectibles of your newest obsessions. As a matter of fact, the whole apartment is filled with your stuff. At this point, you'll need to make new storage or get rid of things.

"I think I may have a problem or adhd. Some sort of mental illness."

"I think it's time to get a house."

Olderbf!Simon who lets you pick everything. The only thing he did was give the money. As long as you're happy he didn't care where he lived or what the colors of the bathroom walls were.

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konigsblog · 9 months

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frustrated mornings with simon riley

simon will refuse to let you go in the morning. large, burly arms wrapped around your form, holding you close to his figure while he snored. even through sleep, his grip was iron; impossible to break free from, despite how he let his guard down.

you wanted to get up, the birds chirping was your awakening, the sun rising up and peaking through the blinds nearly blinding you, straight into your eyes, hiding in his chest. simon's aroma is specific; tobacco sticking to his clothes, a slight scent of musk and cedarwood from his cologne, comforting.

a small sound of frustration brought you back to reality, his eyes slightly open as he tiredly gazed at you; eyes full of adoration. simon only gripped you tighter, small giggles as he buried his face into the crook of your neck, huffing at your hair - the shampoo essence lingering. his touch was smoothed, playing with his hair gently as he fell back into a slumber.

the man now atop of you, impossible to push the weight off. he's too heavy - from muscle mass. you whimper, pushing him off before he grabbed your wrist. “no..- five more minutes, love..” he grumbled, and you knew it wouldn't just be ‘five minutes’, instead another hour or two, maybe three, maybe you should just spend the day together in bed, why not?

is there any place like home? home is being under his grasp, his body caging around you, protecting you from his nightmares that kept him awake at night, staring down at your and brushing the hair from your face as he checked your pulse for what felt like the a millionth time to simon. he couldn't control how his chest rised and dropped rapidly, cuddling into you, finding comfort in the fingertips running down his back, massaging the muscles from his aches and begging you to stay longer.

no place you'd rather be than with simon, protecting eachother from the wild nightmares and fears that took over one's mind, leaving eachother with swollen lips as you'd told eachother how much you truly need and love one another through words and tender kisses. kissing him 'til he passed out atop of you, the weight of the world atop of you - simon.

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voiths · 6 months

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☾ CoD Guys with virgin!reader ☽

𑁍 Warnings: sexual content 𑁍

𑁍 Characters featured: Ghost, König, Captain Price 𑁍

❥ Ghost

When he first got informed of it he may not have looked shocked but in reality the mask was doing a good at hiding his expression. Oh how he was going to ruin you. He was going to be your first and he was going to make sure nobody other than him could make you feel so good.

Depending on how much sexual experience you've had he will drag out the foreplay much longer. The first orgasm of that night you will have on his fingers, the second one from him mouth and the third one while he has his cock balls deep inside of you.

"Come one love, i know it feels too big but i'll make it fit. You can take it darling, you wanna be a good girl right?"

❥ König

The only thing you were able to see when you told him were his eyes opening wide. He confirms it multiple times that you really want him to be you first and not because he's inexperienced or he doesnt want to but he's scared of tearing you and hurting you too much.

No matter how much you beg him to go faster he will take his sweet time prepping you. He loves having you sitting in his lap with your back against his chest while he's spreading you wide open on his fingers. Praising you while there's tears running down your eyes from overstimulation but he's not done preparing you until he knows he will fit.

"Come on mein Schatz, you want to take it completely dont you? I have to prepare you so be a good little bunny be patient for me."

❥ Captain Price

To say he was baffled was an understatement. He couldn't comprehend how someone as good looking as you hasn't had any sex yet. When you told him you just haven't found one yet that you trusted enough he already subtly offered to help When you accepted his offer with a blush covering your cheeks though he was even more shocked

Will have you laying on multiple pillows. As slowly as he can he'll push into you watching your reactions for any signs of strong pain. When he finally starts moving praises will come from his lips like a waterfall. Before he even cums once you’ll have cum multiple times on his cock

“You’re doing so well for me darling, taking it so well. Feeling so nice and tight around me. Gonna make you cum around my cock."

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