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POOOKAAA WELCOME BACK 🩷🩷 im a relatively new follower that’s been binging all ur works, & i was sad when i got to the hiatus post, only to see the returning one😭🙏🏽 hope u r doing well!!!

awww oh my how kind!!! well welcome and thank you so much for following me💕 i’m doing very well and i hope you are just the same! love you darlin🫶🏻🫶🏻🫶🏻

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circe!! my love!! I miss u! hope you’re doing well 🥹💗

I MISSED MY CLAIRE BEAR 💕😩

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welcome back!!!! i hope all has been well. how have you been??

awww hello dear!! everything has been very well, hopefully it has been with you too 🫶🏻 i’ve been great, busy but great and i’ve missed you all! 💕

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mother is back my loves 💕 so sorry about the quiet hiatus, please accept my apology along with this cat 😔✊🏻

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me kissing all ur ghost drabbles like

NO ME KISSING YOUR WORKS AND YOU AT THE SAME TIME

ily jupe

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me n you tehehehehhe (biting you bc ur cuteness!)

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ahh hello hello! thank you so much for tagging me @clairdelunelove 💕

hmm my favorite works…. i think i’m gonna have to say The Innkeepers Grandson! starring my favorite, simon riley, and inspired by an amazing movie, Leap Year, i had so much fun writing simon as a younger soldier, who’d just started his career in the military and was head over heels in love with reader who walks into his grandfathers bed and breakfast. just a super fun fic…. that i really enjoyed!!!

now your turn (if you feel like it babies) - @just-another-siimp @suguful @keigokoutarou

thank u for the tag @halfmoth-halfman! hoping this gets me moving on a little something this evening :)

💕 self-love time! talk about which ones of YOUR creations (edits, artworks, fanfics) you like the most then send to other creators to do the same 💕

I've essentially got two major works going right now which would be the mothiverse and the exit row-verse: within the mothiverse I think my favorite chapter would be the first mission Moth does with Soap. The action and dialogue came so easily to me and I didn't have to fight with it at all to make it work - and the tension of Price's protectiveness and possessiveness really gave it an overall romantic quality imo. As for the future, I've got some ideas, namely that date Price promised :)

Exit Row wise, I'm almost overwhelmed by the potential of it. I can't decide whether they should meet again in a domestic or work setting and how he should react to meeting her again. it's really all about how long of a haul I need to settle in for. But one thing I do love about Exit Row is that it takes this really relatable "i have to be the hottest person sitting at my gate in the airport" meme and turns it into a fantasy that somehow DOESN'T lead to inappropriate airplane sex (bc we all know that shit is NOT sexy to bystanders and also...illegal). To me it feels like a bridge between real-life "what if" fantasies and also the COD fandom.

no pressure tags: @roosterr @clairdelunelove @antigonusyuki

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simon ghost riley interrogating you…but in very close quarters.

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“tell me where it is” ghost’s large hand shoved itself against your throat, pinning you to the concrete wall behind you.

your hands went straight to his wrist, grabbing on to anything that would center you again, but all he did was huff out a laugh at your attempts.

“yeah, keep squirming like that”, he grunted and pushed into you harder, “i like that.” he said as his other hand went up to rest gently against your stomach, pressing your spine into the wall.

“i- i don’t know,” you panted out. ghost started to laugh again, “no, no,” he looked down at your bleeding lips and back at your eyes, “don’t do that,” he said quietly.

the both of you had calmed down, seeing as though it had taken over 2 hours just for you to start talking, and the closer you had gotten to him, the stronger the tension.

“i think graves had it, i’m not sure where it’s at now.” you whispered, his face inches away from yours.

“good,” ghost patted your hip before sliding his hand underneath your shirt, making you whimper at the cold leather. “mm, i’ll save that for later, i suppose.”

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something about simon or price calling us ‘pup’ MAKES me rabid

oh i am right there with you baby… it makes me insane. @clairdelunelove writes ghost so well AND she uses “pup” frequently. it’s like medicine for my soul 🍜😌

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If i met u irl i'd cry, and then i'd buy you a throne and bow down 🫡

you guys are so sweet to me😭😭😭 i love you my dear and you better sit on that throne with me!💕

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if i met you irl i think i’d have a tiny fangirl moment 😭 you’re such a great writer! also id probably buy you lunch or something as a thank you for being so good at what you do ❤️🥹

AHHH this is so sweet. lets go to lunch baby!!!

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'If I met you in real life...' Finish it in my ask.

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hii! could i get ghost & soap reacting to their s/o flinching cuz they moved to fast and sudden? its okay if not 🫶

tw: sensitive topics, suggestiveness

hi my dear! i changed the prompt a little bit... reader has a history with negative view of physical touch. i love you all and my ask box is always open if you need to talk:)

ghost -

i feel like he'd completely understand when it came to your reservations about physical touch.

once you'd gotten close enough, the both of you had gotten a little drunk and started confessing to each other, secrets that you wouldn't have told sober.

a few giggles and playful slaps on the arm had led to deep conversations, "yeah, some stuff happened when i was younger, and i've been a little scared of touch ever since," you played with the hem of your pants, looking down at your lap.

ghost had gotten quiet, somehow even conscious of the way he was breathing. a quiet oh slipped from his mouth as he started to recall all the times you'd shrugged away from his touch, even if it was just a pat on the back.

he cleared his throat as he started to scoot away, not wanting to make the close capacity between the two of you uncomfortable.

"do i- do i make you nervous?" he stuttered out.

"no, no no of course not," you put a hand on his, "you've never made me feel that way, i was just-"

you took a deep breath, and looked up into his eyes, only to find that his face was inches away from his, "just ranting," you whispered almost in his mouth.

"i never want to make you feel that way," ghost whispered in response, and his eyes asked you for permission to touch you, and you nodded slowly.

ghost's gloved hand drifted up your bare arm, leaving raised goosebumps in its wake and all the way up until your jaw, where he traced it gently under his fingertips.

he leaned a little closer, putting his other arm around your shoulder and pulling you in, "you tell me if i ever go too far, yeah?"

you nodded and smiled before putting your lips on his.

soap -

unlike ghost, i think soap would be a little more confused about your hesitancy.

i see him being a very affectionate partner, and your touch gives him reason to live, but of course, once you told him your past, he completely understood.

"oh," soap started, "i'm-i'm so sorry y/n i had no idea-" he started, but you immediately stopped him.

"no really johnny, it's okay. it was a while ago, i'm just, y'know, being honest."

his eyes widened a little before relaxing and he leaned up against the doorway.

"so," he started while rubbing the back of his neck, "do i do too much?"

you smiled softly before walking over to him, "of course not."

"cause you'd tell me, right?"

your arms wrapped around his neck and his stayed by his side before you looked down at them and signaled him to hold you, which he did.

"i'd tell you, johnny," you said before leaning in and placing a gentle kiss on his lips.

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just passing by and staking my claim on my wife’s page 💗💗

AHHH WIFEYYY IS HERE everyone act natural 💕😭

vice versa claire bear 🐻

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ghost being your first kiss…

“shh, settle down pup,” ghost was hovering over you, his forearms caging your body in on a rickety cot.

you’d been squirming around, mostly playfully, a little bit because you were so nervous. you’d never kissed anyone before, and never would’ve dreamed someone like ghost would be the first.

“m’ sorry, just- get it over with already.” he licked his lips as your shaking arms wrapped around his thick neck, and he was realizing this would only be the beginning of his bloodthirsty obsession.

his knee dug in between your thighs as his face inched closer, and he basked in the whine that emitted your mouth at the contact, wanted to replay it over and over.

“ghost-“ he interrupted you by crashing his lips straight onto yours, slightly fisting your hair and pulling your head somehow even closer to him.

his tongue - as strong as it could’ve been - was gentle and soft against yours, just small strokes but they were eager, explorative. you broke the kiss to whisper, “i’m not good at it,” and his instincts led him straight to your neck, mouthing at the flesh and sucking slowly.

“you’re so good and you don’t even know it,” he breathed, practically moaned next to your ear. you felt your face heat up.

you pulled his face back down to yours and took lead; almost giving him what he wanted by teasing him with your tongue but never letting it slip fully.

“please,” he whined, “please.”

#ghost x reader #simon riley x reader #simon ghost riley x reader #ghost x you #ghost x y/n #simon riley x you #simon riley x y/n #simon riley fluff #simon riley imagine #simon riley cod #modern warfare #ghost mw2 #ghost fluff #circe69scribbles

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Hello! can i request sub!ghost x dom,f!reader

*cracks knuckles* *rolls neck* yes.

a soft whimper involuntarily escaped ghosts mouth as you slowly climbed up onto his lap.

he’d been reading a book, lounging on his cot in almost complete darkness before you grabbed the book from his hand and threw it onto the floor beneath you.

“what’re you doin, pest” he whispered, as you scooted up his lap to close the distance between the two of you.

you hummed in response, “needed a place to sit,” you said as you gripped his balaclava from the back of his head, making his chin turn upwards and revealing the flesh of his neck to you, which you started placing slow open mouthed kisses on.

“mmph,” ghost moaned, but tried to cover it up with a hand over his mouth.

“you like that?” you said, placing your tongue on his collarbone and sliding it all the way up to his sharp jawline.

ghosts hands fidgeted, he was nervous, but dangerously excited for what you’d do next. “y-yes,” he stuttered out as he softly squeezed the meat on your hips. you were in the middle of sucking a dark hickey on his toned pec when you leaned up to say, “speak up.”

“mm, yes,” he grunted loudly, almost embarrassed. what if someone heard him?

“good,” you leaned up to peck the side of his lips slowly, “i’m glad.”

#you guys KNOW i’m a sucker for dom!reader #can’t deny #sub!ghost is perfection #ghost x reader #ghost x you #simon riley x reader #simon ghost riley x reader #simon riley x you #simon riley x y/n #ghost x y/n #simon riley fluff #ghost fluff #simon riley #simon riley imagine #ghost cod #modern warfare #circe69scribbles

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joel miller x fem reader [suggestive]

even after hours of walking with no water, there was nothing in the world that would make you desperate enough to drink from a dirty well. you'd found one, made of cobblestone and laced with ivy, outside of a small log cabin, and took it upon yourself to explore.

upon your arrival, books filled the space, along with soft grunts and mumbles from around the corner. as you snuck up to a small wooden table, a flannel-clad man reclining on a chair caught your eye. his calloused fingers scanned the pages of a book he was holding.

upside down, however.

you took another step, and the man jumped at the sound of your military grade boots hitting the wooden planks. he threw out a large rifle, loading and cocking it and pointing it straight at your head. your hands immediately went to fetch your knife, but there was some feeling in your stomach that made you think you weren’t going to need it. whoever this man was, he was just reading. nothing worthy of death.

“who are you?” the man asked as you raised your hands above your head slowly, showing your submission to his weapon. your submission to him. the voice that emitted from his mouth matched perfectly with his appearance, burly and strong, covered in blood but taken care of. when you didn’t answer immediately, he slammed his hand on the wooden table next to him, “answer me.” he yelled sternly.

“y/n” you whispered, keeping eye contact like you were facing a deadly bear.

“speak up, woman,” he took a step further. you now could see the size difference between you and the beast. he was at least a foot taller, but his ego could’ve made him taller than skyscrapers.

“i said, my name is y/n.”

he lowered his gun, setting it on the table while relaxing his eyes. the tension, while it was still there, was releasing, but perhaps just beginning in another sense.

you’d gotten more comfortable, enough to walk around the room and let your fingers slide against the spines of books older than yourself. he watched you, almost appalled that you moved from his sight.

before he could complain, you spoke up with your back to him, “you don’t know how to read, do you?”

the man’s fists clenched. you’d obviously struck some sort of nerve, stroked a sensitive spot on his wings, but you didn’t care. in fact, you wanted to touch more.

“how old are you anyway? and you still don’t know how to do something as simple as that?”

his feet shifted, but still planted in place. you turned towards him, with some slight evil hidden in your eyes. you wanted to break him apart.

you took a step closer. than another. and one more, until the edge of your toe was touching his. your finger slid up in a straight line, from his waistband to his chin, making him shiver with every inch you crossed.

“that’s quite embarrassing, don’t you think?”

there was very little time between that moment and the next. the man grabbed you roughly by the waist and planted you into the wall behind, your feet dangling beneath you as he dug you deeper into the concrete.

“if you know what’s good for you,” he pushed into you, “shut. up.”

his face was inches away from yours, you could feel his breath intertwining with your own, and it made you disgustingly curious. you wanted to taste him, become one with him.

“whats your name, big bear?” you breathed, panting from the adrenaline.

he scoffed in anger and turned to spit on the ground below you. before you could even think, his knee went straight between your legs, pushing harder with every squirm and gasp that shoved its way out of your throat.

“your worst nightmare princess.” he slowly let you down from his grasp but still caged you in with his huge forearms. “tell me,” you pleaded, practically begging for him to just announce himself to you.

as he began to opened his mouth, the wooden door flew open, and a young girl holding a dead rabbit stumbled in, muttering curses as she tripped on a step, “joel can you hurry it up? this furball was hard to get and i’m hungry.”

joel sighed as he looked down at his shoes, then looking back up at you. he rolled his eyes, and you smiled widely at the whole event. “joel, huh?”

“yeah, joel.”

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