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celestialprincesse · 7 hours

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I will not get angry when people pick my work apart to find something to complain about, I will not get angry when people pick my work apart to find something to complain about, I will not get angry when people pick my work apart to find something to complain about, I will not get -

#rambling ˚₊‧ ୨୧ ‧₊˚#very much the straw that broke the camel's back today #cod mw2 #cod mwii #cod #tf 141 #call of duty #simon ghost riley #simon riley x reader #simon riley

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celestialprincesse · 19 hours

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Hello!!! Your biggest protector Simon fluff was SO cute!! Could we get an extension of that where he also gives you the confidence to do difficult things, and where you feel safe trying new things or messing up around him? (I know my anxiety really limits what I am willing to try, or makes me feel like I always have to be perfect or constantly apologize)

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When you'd told Simon that you wanted to start going to the gym, you hadn't quite expected him to buy you a membership at the fancy place he and all of his friends frequent, mainly because they get a veterans discount - not to mention the fancy body wash and soft towels.

You'd not even had to dig through your drawers to find something resembling decent activewear, not when he'd unceremoniously chucked a pair of Lululemon leggings at your head, muttering about how he'd looked up the best women's sportswear and they'd been the most recommended choice.

Of course, you'd failed to consider that there'd be other people at Simon's fancy gym, people that know him, no less. You suddenly feel very, very out of your depths. As always, he recognises your discomfort almost immediately.

"Was thinking we could just start slow." He attempts to comfort you, a hand on the small of your back, herding you like a frightened animal towards one of the machines, which looks more like a torture device than workout equipment. "See what you like, what you don't, get a feel of stuff, yeah?"

Chewing at your cheek, you give a noncommittal "Mm", nodding in an attempt to seem enthused, engaged and not worrying about the unfairly glorious people who seem to know exactly what they're doing, and without breaking a sweat no less.

The anxiety from being the only one there who doesn't seem to know anything only worsens when he sets you up on the lat machine. Your cheeks burn even redder when he sets it to the lowest weight. Before you can protest, he settles his hands over yours on the bar, the touch immediately soothing. "Everyone starts somewhere. Let's not run before we can walk."

Over the next couple of simple reps, he's careful to correct your form, or tell you how great you're doing, how you're practically a natural. You know he's just trying to hype you up enough to stop overthinking, but you're still happy about his support nonetheless. So happy, in fact, that you walk out of the gym with a big, cheesy grin on your face, and an unexpected excitement for tomorrow's session.

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celestialprincesse · 2 days

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i love you and your writing so fuckin much babes🥹💗😭

would you write about simon with a partner whose libido has decreased due to taking antidepressants

i think he takes them too so he might have the same issue

it's ok if you don't wanna ik it's a bit weird sorry to bother you

It's not at all weird! I take antidepressants and the way it fucked with my sex drive was such a confusing side effect🫠

Having long since devolved into a mess of tangled limbs and sloppy kisses, a calloused hand creeping under the fabric of your shirt as you and Simon make out on the couch, you know the trajectory that tonight seems to follow. Should follow. But, like a moored boat, no matter how much you want to drift off into the desire faintly tugging at the back of your mind like a calling tide, you can't.

It's not that you feel uncomfortable with him, not at all. You just...don't feel like it. But it'll be fine. It just takes a while to get going. You just need a minute.

"Hey."

Fuck. His hands have stopped roving, moved back from their hazardous purchase on the clasp of your bra to settle on your lower back with soothing weight and warmth.

You give a noncommittal hum, trying to melt back into Simon's body, to give back in to it, to unmoor the boat and drift off into the blissful sway of the waves.

"Look at me." His hand on your chin stops you in your tracks, forcing you to meet his stern, worried eyes. "We don't have to - to fuck or anything, yeah?"

The way he sees through you, and your feeble attempts at trying to work yourself up, it's embarrassing. Why can't you just give in to it? Most people would jump up and down to have sex with a man like Simon, and yet here you are having to think about the shitty smutty books you used to read or sex scenes in trashy corset-ripper romance shows just to get out of your own head.

"I want to." You lie, feebly, at that. Judging by the furrow of his brows, almost offended, he can see that you're lying too.

"No, you don't." He huffs, keeping your cheeks smushed between his fingers to prevent you from interrupting, leaving your brows furrowed like a petulant child. "I get it, you know." Simon continues, his free hand smoothing back the hair he'd mussed up in your haphazard make out session. "When I'd just started out in the SAS, I got put on fluoxetine. Used to get taken the piss out of for not getting it up."

You can't help the way your brows furrow sympathetically at the thought of your Simon being made fun of for something so juvenile and silly.

"I get it, m' not fussed about it, either. If sitting here sucking each other's faces off is all you feel up to doing, that's more than fine by me."

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celestialprincesse · 2 days

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what about Simon who comes home from deployment and needs to be touching you at all times? A hand on your waist, or your shoulder. Honestly, he’d probably follow you to the bathroom in the middle of the night and just stand there like 🧍‍♂️ LMAO

Wriggling from Simon's grip in the night is always a tough task. Squished vice tight against his chest, an arm wrapped around your waist in a wordless gesture of protection. He's a light sleeper too, always keeps his back facing the door on the off chance anything were to happen, his chest pushed back up against your back, feeling the rhythmic up-down motion of your breathing.

You almost think you've managed to get out without waking him, until you're dragged right back up into his grip, even closer than you'd been before. If that's even possible.

With a rumbling groan as one eye squints open, he mutters a raspy: "Where y' going?" Still trying to get free from his even tighter clutch, you sigh out a breathless explanation that you need the toilet, pushing at his muscled forearms as you try and force him to let go.

Finally, he seems to relent, and you go waddling to the toilet just down the hall from your bedroom, squinting as you flick on the light, only for Simon to shuffle not far behind, leaving you to raise an inquisitive brow from your spot on the loo. "Seriously?" You scoff, a questioning look on your slightly delirious face.

"Need some water." He excuses, lifting his still half full water glass with a wry, tired smile, drinking the remnants before refilling it again, waiting for you to finish up before flicking off the bathroom light and trailing behind you.

Before you can even pull the sheets back up, you're pulled back into his warm chest, duvet settled under your chin. As always, he waits for you to fall asleep soundlessly before allowing himself to drop off to the sound of your breathing.

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celestialprincesse · 3 days

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Thinking about Simon going to his local animal shelter after retirement because his therapist recommended he get a pet in order to keep himself busy, have a reason to get up in the mornings and just overall have some company.

Not only does he end up going home with a dog, but also one of the cute shelter volunteers who tried desperately to get him to take home some (all) of the pets who've been in there the longest.

When they do inevitably move in together, she tries (and fails) to sneakily bring home as many of the scraggly little drop offs she can because they're so cute and sweet and no one else even passes them a second glance.

They turn into that one slightly odd couple with like ten dogs and six cats, and they're always up at weird hours to feed the latest fragile little foster baby they've somehow been put in charge of looking after.

He ends up loving all the animals, how rewarding it is to see them grow, and the bittersweet moments when they finally find their forever homes.

He loves it so much, in fact, that he decides to open a K9 rehabilitation program, combining his military expertise and her veterinary knowledge and, of course, their shared love of animals.

Together, they take former working animals, retraining them to be safely and comfortably reintegrated back into day-to-day life before pairing them with their forever families (who, unsurprisingly, tend to be veterans in a similar situation to Simon's).

All of the guys he served with visit his place, and very few of them leave without a leash in their hand and a new friend at their heels.

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celestialprincesse · 3 days

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Currently imagining Simon who helps calm reader down before a big event, maybe a presentation or an interview or something like that. While you’re freaking out and on the verge of a panic attack, he methodically goes through a little list of things that makes it sound so easy. And he’s holding you and touching you to keep you connected 🥹

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"I feel sick." You mumble below your breath, eyes darting between your open laptop on the kitchen counter, Simon brewing you a rooibos to try and soothe your roiling tummy, and the intricately patterned kitchen tiles you'd been dead set on having, even when they took Simon almost three weeks to lay.

The slides pulled up on your screen seem to glare tauntingly at you, worsening the anxiety you've been feeling for weeks now as you've tried to perfect the pitch that might just get you promoted.

Simon, of course, has supported you every step of the way. That said, he can't find it in himself to support you going for a position when even the thought of it eats you up inside. "Listen. Hey." He chides as you're scooped up to be plopped on the kitchen counter, your favourite mug set filled and steaming beside you.

"You've done all you can." Simon soothes, linking his fingers with yours, pressing a kiss to your knuckles. "You've worked your ass off. Showed them all how fuckin' clever you are. You've done everything you can, and trying to fix shit now - the night before - is only going to make you stress more, yeah?"

Swirling a sip of tea around your mouth, grounding yourself with the heat of it, the herbal taste, you nod slowly, thinking over his words.

"Best thing you can do now is think about something else. Watch that stupid program you like or somethin'?"

"It's not stupid." You grumble, although he can already see the smile threatening to bloom at your cheeks, crinkle your eyes the way he loves to see.

"The main character is called Curtain. It's stupid." He teases back, resting his forehead against yours, keeping you close and grounded, in the room with him as opposed to you running away with your anxiety.

"Kurtan." You correct, defensive of your comfort show, no matter how silly it is.

"Right. Kurtan, Curtain. Semantics. Stop looking at my shitty grout and let's go watch telly, yeah? Need to stop stressing about stuff that hasn't even happened yet."

"Pot, meet Kettle." You chide back, earning yourself a light smack on the ass as you're hoisted over Simon's shoulder and involuntarily carried to the living room, slides completely forgotten.

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celestialprincesse · 4 days

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i need more sluttivities in my inbox please and thank you

#ily being respectful but come on ik you guys can get fuck nasty in my ask box i’ve SEEN IT #angie reblogs!#get nasty #call of duty #call of duty modern warfare #tf141 #if I wanted modesty and respect I wouldn't be writing on Tumblr

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celestialprincesse · 4 days

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Happy Monday stinks! One week closer to being done with education n studying until I see my own handwriting behind my eyes! Pls feel free to keep me company with any dumb shit u wanna chat about whilst I study🥴

#rambling ˚₊‧ ୨୧ ‧₊˚#asks are always open #and appreciated!#trying to keep myself from going mad #also #happy mothers day!#I think?#It's not mothers day where i am #but anyhow #sending all the love n support to those who struggle on mother's day #tf 141 #cod #cod mwii #cod mw2 #call of duty

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celestialprincesse · 5 days

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If you’re still taking fluffy Simon requests… I cannot stop imagining Simon who is your biggest protector. As someone who gets stressed and anxious easily, and the thought of being able to let your guard down around him makes my heart flutter 💕 also, telling him this while you’re wrapped in his strong arms would definitely make him blush.

He's definitely so so happy if his partner feels safe to just shut their brain off around him🤭 Makes him feel like he's done something right💕

The moment you and Simon are at home with one another, you're able to check out into that quiet, peaceful, fuzzy spot in the back of your mind where everything is gentle and easy. You know he'll be there to look after you. A hand on the corner of the table when you drop something to make sure you don't hit your head, your phone put on charge when you drift off, a gentle hand guiding you through crowds.

"Still with me, hm?" You're snapped from your daze with a gentle hand brushing an errant strand of hair behind your ear.

The minute you shimmy over to sit beside him, Simon opens his arms to bundle you into his strong side, nestling your head under his chin. Calloused fingers card absently through your hair, slowing to match the pace of your breathing, the rise and fall of your chest against his.

Whatever plays on the TV, some documentary, is completely forgotten as you sit blanketed by his ever comforting presence and the soft haze that fills your brain. He's perfectly happy to let you check out, dropping the occasional kiss to the crown of your head, reminding you he's there, fingers drawing patterns up and down your spine as he watches his show.

If you could spend every evening like this, you'd be happy. Happy to sit in the peace and quiet that only comes from being surrounded by love and safety. Happy to get lost in your thoughts alongside someone ready to pull you back if you ever drift too far. Happy to just be, without any pretences or awkward small talk. Happy to have found someone who lets you have that.

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celestialprincesse · 6 days

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Just realised I hit 2k today🥲 Too fragile and emotional and hormonal for this today but thank y'all so so much🫶 I love you all the mostest💕

#rambling ˚₊‧ ୨୧ ‧₊˚#cod mw2 #cod mwii #cod #tf 141 #call of duty #2k #two whole thousand people #following me!!!#that's crazy #sending all the big smooches #I love all of y'all #sorry for promising 2k special and absolutely failing to deliver #it's still happening I promise

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celestialprincesse · 7 days

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ANGIE MY BELOVED!!! HOW ARE YOU HOW HAVE YOU BEENNN

i fed and pet a fucking ferret today i feel like a disney princess

I love ferrets oh my goodness!

One of the girls I babysit has a rabbit n petting it is like literal therapy he's just the cutest thing ever🫶 There's no feeling more princess-y than bonding with animals I swear every time I get all cuddly with my horse it makes me feel like aurora or some shit🫠

I've been okay! Very excited to get finals out of the way and go on vacation (I booked a vacation! So so exciting!) I can't wait for the summer break and to have time to ride and write and do lovely happy things 💕

#angies asks!#rambling ˚₊‧ ୨୧ ‧₊˚#disney princesses #me and vamp are princesses #spread the word #cod mw2 #cod mwii #cod #tf 141 #call of duty

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celestialprincesse · 7 days

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clumsy!reader and simon.. she's always tripping over something, if not herself. :((

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"Easy, tiger." Simon rumbles affectionately as he catches you around the waist, stopping you from tumbling off of the kitchen counter. You'd been stood up there in an attempt to find some niche spice at the back of the cupboard, one you'd needed for the dish you'd been wanting to make since you saw it online earlier in the week.

You almost find yourself rubbing chilli sautéed onion in your eyes until a hand wrapping around your wrist saves you from inevitably winding up in tears. "You - how the fuck are you still alive?" He questions with an amused incredulity, wrapping his arms around your waist, guiding your hand with the knife to save any bloody fingers.

"Maybe you're my guardian angel." You giggle, not even looking down at the cutting board, knowing that Simon's got you covered.

Still with a scar on your foot from the last time you dropped a scalding metal tray, you've long since been banned from actually getting things out of the oven, always forgetting gloves, stumbling over your own feet or accidentally setting your hair on fire with the rings on the stovetop.

As Simon withdraws dinner, you watch eagerly over his shoulder, fingers crossing in the hopes that it turned out alright.

"Smells really good, honey." He coos as he swats your hand from the tray, still piping from the oven. "And no injuries this time. A new record."

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celestialprincesse · 7 days

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i know u changed ur username but ure always celestialwhore to me🥰♥️😚

Celestialwhoree still lives on in my heart I still occasionally tag my stuff with celestialwhoree and have to check myself n remember that I'm a classy lady now (I'm not)

#angies asks!#rambling ˚₊‧ ୨୧ ‧₊˚#celestialwhoree #I channel her when I need to write smut #or respond to people being rude little fucks #cod mwii #cod mw2 #cod #call of duty

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celestialprincesse · 8 days

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askbox is open for any cute toot ideas or just to chat

been an academic weapon today n want to have some productive downtime💕

#rambling ˚₊‧ ୨୧ ‧₊˚#come chat #cod mw2 #cod mwii #cod #tf 141 #call of duty

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celestialprincesse · 8 days

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Hi, I love your writing so much!!! The way you write protective Simon has me feeling some type of way 🥹 I was wondering if you could write about reader who goes to a work or family event and brings Simon along!!! Of course people hit on him, but he reassures you the whole night that he’s all yours :(

Also, may I please be 🌻 ?

Of course you can! 💕🌻

Simon Riley is a hard man to miss. Six foot four and more marble than man, scarred, rugged and handsome, of course people look at him. You can't blame them.

You try your best to ignore the looks angled his way, and then yours. Fluttering lashes turn into cruel sneers. Flirtatious smiles fall flat when lustful eyes fall on the strong arm wrapped about your waist.

The worst part is that he doesn't even seem to notice, so perfectly content in sharing stories and jokes with the other men sat around the table that he doesn't see the way you seem to slowly succumb to the pulling tides of your own insecurity. He could have anyone. Women practically fall at his feet, and you sit here, pitifully ashamed of the fact that he could do better.

"Hey." Warm breath fans across your cheek, Simon having noticed the way you've been sat worrying at your lip for the past few minutes.

You look his way, raising your eyebrows to wordlessly convey your confusion, to indicate for him to continue.

"Can see the way they look at me, you know." He points out, shooting a cold look in the direction of one of the women practically eye fucking them. He knows you too well, seemingly.

Trying to brush him off, you give a nonchalant hum, a shrug which you hope comes off as careless.

Like a dog with a bone, never able to let up, Simon tsks, thumb and forefinger guiding your chin upwards, forcing you to meet his eye.

"You know I only want you, yes?" He questions sternly, prompting you to respond, guiding your head in a nodding gesture which you can't help but to crack a smile at.

"Couldn't give a shit about anyone here but you." Simon whispers in your ear, using his hand around your waist to pull you closer into his side, dropping the subject, but not once dropping any sort of hint that anyone but you could grab his attention.

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celestialprincesse · 8 days

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hi idk if youre aware but the link to your masterlist doesnt work

They're all back up now! Changing my username messed them up, but I needed to update them anyways🥴

Thank you for letting me know💕

#angies asks!#rambling ˚₊‧ ୨୧ ‧₊˚#masterlists #Nikto #nikto cod #nikto x reader #nikto call of duty #simon ghost riley #simon riley x reader #simon riley x you #captain john price #price x reader #cod mw2 #cod mwii #call of duty

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celestialprincesse · 9 days

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🎀 - nsfw!

Drabbles 💕

investigator!gf shopping bimbo!gf bimbo!gf II soft price 🎀 too smart!gf wifey whipped whipped II 🎀 bratty!gf 🎀 hyperfem!gf 🎀 older!bf older!bf II breeding kink 🎀

Secretary 💌 Price's secretary headcanons dinner cake

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