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I have fallen into the depths of C.AI

This is a cry for help please get me out of here

#c.ai #i’ve fallen and i can’t get up

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Saw this on my way home from work And can I just say it made me miss my wives aswell 😔

#call of duty #john soap mactavish #modern warefare 2 #simon ghost riley

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Better Than A Dream

Genre: NSFW

Characters: Muriel from the arcane & Reader

Contains: soft mdom, mention of wet dream, oral m. Receiving, Dirty talk, cock warming,

A/n: welcome to grape’s annual Muriel smut one shot post. Will there be one next year? The world may never know!

You feel the bed shift more than once in the span of a few minutes stirring you awake. With half eyes open you notice the sliver of moonlight passing through the curtains. letting you know that it was a little pass midnight.

It was the sigh that made you fully turn towards a clearly vexed Muriel beside you, running a hand down his face. His exposed chest goes up and down in shaky breaths , his skin flushed. “Muriel?” he starts at the sound of your voice in the quite room. You apologies noticing his reaction. “Are you alright?” You ask softly. You don’t move closer even when you want to, not knowing if it’s okay to touch him, wanting to give him space.

He nodes but he dosnt look at you. “I’m sorry that I woke you. ” you shake your head, “it’s alright” You wish you could say that waking up to Muriel tossing and turning at night was rare but unfortunately this was the case ever so often. Memories of the past thought to be forgotten resurfacing, playing out in his dreams where he is supposed to be the safest. Causing him to stir like this, hold you closer to him or at times leaving the bed completely until you go find him when you feel his abesnace.

“Was it a nightmare again?” You watch his face as he sucks in a breath, eyes landing on one of the hanging crystals by the wall catching the moonlight. After a moment he shakes his head. You feel a slight relief, reaching a hand towards him rubbing his arm. He clears his throat “It was- it was nothing.” He turns to his side towards you but his eyes are still not meeting yours. “It’s late you should go back to sleep” you frown at his dismissal even though he can’t see it. Clearly something is bothering him.

“are you sure? you were tossing and turning for awhile” your fingers brush through his dark hair. Shifting closer to him, your hand continuing the motion hoping to relax him. Although you couldn’t have seen his throat bob and hear his heartbeat quicken.

“I’m sure.” He states. However when he takes in a breath, breathing in your familiar scent. words escape him in a groan like whisper. “Just a selfish dream”

You don’t miss the lowered words. “A selfish dream?” You questioned. Muriel only nodes his head after a moment,closing his eyes hoping for You to follow his lead into returning to sleep. but Your curiosity still Persists. “Was it good or bad?” Muriel’s hand reaches out to your waist, letting out a breath. You would have taken it a sign to stop after he was quiet for a moment but to your amusement he replied. “Good…really good” his thumb rubs your side.

Good? You think, confused Then why doesn’t he want to- his hand pulls you closer. Oh… all other thoughts fade at the feel of his body against yours.

You bite your lip suppressing a smile. “Muriel?” You say, hand pushing back hair that had fallen forward.

“Hm?” He breathes You again unknowingly where your brain has wondered too.

Sensing his reaction you lean away from his face. “Did you have a wet dream?” His eyes fly open and the blush is blooming on his face just as quickly. “What? N-no I…that’s…” his eyes go over your face. “why do you think that?” He stammers. you move your hips into him feeling him very presently against you.

You are unsure how he is able to get redder especially with the limited visibility that the moon provides. Muriel groans, rolling onto his back and places an arm over his eyes trying to cover himself wishing for the bed to swallow him into the covers.

You find it adorable and enjoyable that the man beside you, no matter how many times he takes you making each other feel all sorts of pleasures. Still gets easily flustered when it comes to talking about desires and intimacy. And because of that, you loved to tease him.

“I-I’m sorry…I don’t know why-“ Muriel started to apologize for the predicament he put you in. But you cut him off before his brain runs off with an idea that is untrue.

“Tell me was it about me?” You say, resting your head on your hand being able to look down at him.

Muriel starts, taken aback at what you said as if he could not believe you would hold the idea that he would be able to think of another person that was not you. “What? Of course it was.. who else…” his eyes narrow and look away from you “you’re teasing me, arnt you?”

You let out a giggle “just a bit, I can’t help it.” He grumbles rolling his eyes at you. You give him a kiss feeling his flushed cheek. “What was I doing in your dream?” You continued. your own body warmed with the ideas forming in your head.

His eyes look back at you, taking in your face as if he thought he didn’t hear you right. “Y-you want to know?” You give him a playful smile and node. this was a first for Muriel and as much as you protected his comfortability you always liked nudging him out of his comfort zone. His Adam able bobs “uh…you…” his gaze shifts away from You again.

You hum, “was I kissing you? Like this” your lips run along his jaw and down the side of his neck. “Y-yes” he sighs. You shift your body placing a arm on the other side of his face. Giving you more access to his neck. Kissing the hollow of his neck “Say it” your words land on his skin. he lets out a breath. “You were kissing me…my neck- just like that” his voice hitches as you suck on his sweet spot. Again your lips go over his neck and throat until you pull away looking down at him waiting for his next words. “my mouth” his eyes open to meet yours above him. A shy smile tilts at his lips and you never want to forget the image of him smiling up at you like this.

his largehand cups your face guiding you towards him until your lips meet. Muriel breathes you in. his lips greeting yours gently as he always does making you feel loved and cared for. But as always there is a point where his kisses become deeper and hungrier. Moans escaping each other.

bodies pressed and slightly moving against each other. You’re breathless when you ask “what else?” The forest color of his eyes were just rimming the edges of his darkened eyes. A contrast to his flushed face. “my body” he lets out and you were not needed to be told twice. Your mouth already leaving lingering kisses on his chest. His breathes becoming quicker his voice breathy each time he instructs you to go lower and lower. Kissing each scar knowing where they are on him. Leaving marks on His toned stomach.

When you reach the band of his undergarments. His need was visibly pressed against the fabric and you felt your own need pulse through your body. You kissed his thigh and looked up at him. His gaze landed on yours and he nodded. You take his signal and remove the covering. He was painfully hard, precum already dripping down the vein. Muriel sucks in a breath finally being free of his constraints. Making your mouth water.

You rub his hip and kiss next to the base and ever so lightly pressing your lips up his cock. “What did I do next?” You ask teasingly looking up at him. Muriel’s hand surprisingly lands on the back of your head. His gaze looking at you between his legs having him suppress a moan at the sight but his dick twitches giving him away. Yet his voice comes out deep and clear, traces of his shyness gone. “you used that teasing mouth to suck me off” his words land on your ears before Muriel guides your mouth to take him.

He curses above you as you moan around his head,licking around it. sending shocks through him which makes his hips buck the last of him into your mouth. you hollow your cheeks as you let him move your head to a pace he wanted which was still mindful of you even in his pleasured state. As your own hand worked on the rest of him. “Yes, just like that” he groans.

You worked on him as best as you could as he moved you to his pleasure. Flattening your tongue having his clock glide in and out against. The your tongue rubbing that sensitive spot under the tip. All of this has his head digging deeper into the pillow and the grip on your hair tightening . “This is” he groans looking down at the sight before him. “much better than a dream” your eyes land on his and it makes his body tighten with more arousal then he thought he could have. The sight that you had also made you throb, a coat of sweat on his skin and his heaving chest caused you to moan wanting to see him come undone. he continues to follow his pleasure.

Yeses and praises falling from his mumbled lips. Just when you thought he was close to going over the edge, his hand stops and gently pulls you away from him. Giving him a sight of you as a drooling mess. Making The words “turn over on your hands and knees” not get out fast enough. His desire reaching that point where he needed to be inside of you, to feel all of you. Smiling you do as told not being able to form a reply because along with Muriel you just needed him inside you as fast as possible.

“A good listener” his deep voice sends a jolt down your spine as his large frame covers you. Earning him a moan “Muriel please, i need you” His lips kiss your exposed neck and shoulder while his hands remove your underwear. “I’m yours” he states wasting no time he starts pushing himself into you causing you both to moan at the sensation that never ceases to consume you both “all yours” he groans when he fully sinks into you. Giving you time to adjust to him, your walls stretch around the thickness of him. Your head lands on the mattress. Hips moving back with a whine, having Muriel take it as sign that he can began thrusting.

His movements begin slow till he almost pulls out fully and thrusts back in, wanting to feel the real you not his imagination, not how you feel in a dream. every inch, clench, throb and the warmth of you. One hand lands on your hip while the other one goes down your back keeping you with your head down. His pace picks up until you both are lost in pleasure and your sounds fill up the dark room. Every thrust sends jolts through you as he hits the spot that sends you closer to the edge each time.

After a moment your on your hands again and his chest is pressed against your back, covering you with his body. Your only thought his of him, everything about him consumes you as he keeps thrusting into you and pants next to your ear. Making you clench around him. The sensation pooling in your core increases when Muriel bites your shoulder muffling his moan against you.

He straightens up again hands on your hips, his breath increasing. “I’m gonna-“ he curses again “me too” You gasp Your hips move back against him and he lets you fuck yourself against him. “You’re perfect…. so so perfect” he says breathlessly “let go, please I want to feel you come around me” in a voice deep and pleading that causes you to go over the edge for him each time. With his name on your lips. he stills your hips against him, and you feel his hot release inside you. His own hips resuming his sloppy thrusts, Ridding both of your highs with moans and breaths becoming tangled. “take all of it” he moans.

After a moment when your hearts have calmed down. He slips out of you, both feeling the absence of the other. He pecks your back and cheek. “Come here” he coaxes.

Turning, you see him lay down head on his pillow. He then positions you, so you were to straddling him. Looking up at you with a blissed look that You have committed to memeory and often appears in your own dreams. “Are you okay?” He never fails to ask, pushing some of your hair back behind your ears. you node. “Always” you say kissing him. He sighs into you. You pull away with a playful grin.

“I do have to say, Your dream was quite an eventful one” as if on cue pink blooms across his already flushed face. Making you laugh.

His gaze meets yours again before looking down your body. Following your curves up again, humming. “It’s not over yet” you tilt your head questioning his words. It’s now Muriel that has a grin on his face. Lifting you up slightly he slips himself inside you again with a moan. His hands glide over your thighs, hips and waist continuing dragging his hands up your sides taking off your shirt. Forest Eyes taking you in fully under the moonlight. Making you feel loved, desired, admired, protected all at once. His hands don’t stop until they reached your face drawing you in for a gentle kiss keeping himself inside you having every inch of you against him, keeping him warm. “There. My dream is now complete.”

#muriel the hermit #muriel x reader #muriel the arcana #muriel the mountain man #the arcana smut #the arcana game #oneshot #muriel smut #the arcana asra #the arcana julian

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Imagining Price delivering the news of soaps passing to reader

I am not okay

#sad thoughts #late night #call of duty #könig modern warfare #soap call of duty #john soap mactavish

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Anyways why did they all just act like 🧍‍♂️🧍‍♂️🧍‍♂️

Can we just forget the last 20 minutes of MW3?

#call of duty #modern warefare 3 #captain john price #simon ghost riley #john mactavish #kyle gaz garrick

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Can we just forget the last 20 minutes of MW3?

#cod modern warfare #modern warefare 3 #i am not well #sobbing #simon ghost riley #john soap mactavish

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It’s the mountains man birthday today💚🎂

Yes. I’m still inlove with this man.

I do have a smut oneshot in the drafts (for literally a year now) that I plan to work on, idk when it will be out. However! I DIDNT want to leave y’all empty handed. So I thought, here are some books I’ve read that I believe the male main character is Muriel coded. I hope y’all enjoy.

• Transcendence by shay savage

• Twice shy by Sarah hogle

• Savaged by Mia Sheridan

• Archers voice by Mia Sheridan

#thearcanamuriel #muriel x apprentice #muriel the hermit #muriel the mountain man #muriel smut #the arcana #the arcana muriel #books #book recommendations #tell me your thoughts

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Soap with a recovering reader alt ending

warning: slight angst. reader gets amnesia. sad soap. medical setting

A/N: yeah... I am a sucker for the amnesia troupe in love stories.

if you want the happy original ending. find it here

John knew that this was a possibility. The doctors had told them about all of the chances and the statistics when it comes to head trauma and coma patients. Even got a fucking pamphlet too which ended up crumbled somewhere on the floor beside his seat, memorizing all of it.

Even after all that,he held tightly to the hope of when he got to see those eyes again. They would be the ones that filled him with comfort, a sense of purpose and security.

but instead all he felt was dread and panic as those wide eyes didn’t shine with recognition. His already delicate heart shatters in his chest when you ask who he was. A familiar ache starts in his chest as he tries to calm himself down to answer you.

“Love? It’s me, John” he swallows “Johnny?” He tries again seeing your face in his hands remain the same, eyes scanning him hesitantly. Already shaking your head “I’m sorry I don’t know you”

Voice breaking he steps closer to your bed making your eyes widen further and heart rate quicken. “ You can’t-“ his watery eyes look into yours as if he could bring you back, as he could see into you. And bring you back “please you have to remember”

Your hands go to his wrists to pull away. another flash of hurt crosses his eyes as he lets you go but still remains by your side. “And please understand i don’t know who you are” you state not knowing the added pain your words brought to him.

But he wouldn’t give up so easily, he wasn’t accepting of the fact that he was going to lose you a second time. Without thinking he grabs your hand making you jump. His mind scrambling reaching for anything that could jog your memory “[name]. I’m your husband, married for two. We got married quick because I was called in. but I promised you a bigger wedding, one you deserved. Or-or remember how it was Pissin rain when I took you to dinner for the first time but we didn’t mind… You remember that, ya?” His voice faulting to a whisper “Come on love” his voice breaking. Your eyes not showing they did not hold the memories he expressed.

John didn’t hear the speeding heart monitor alerting the nurses. He didn’t see them come in, eyes focusing on yours making his heart freeze at what he saw.

“Sir, sir please you have to let go” a nurse stood by him placing a hand on his arm. Which he let her take away from you. but he didn’t move, his chest caving in expanding the hole that had been steadily growing each day he sat in that hospital room.

“You need to step out John, your scaring her” the voice of the nurse was firm but his face showed sympathy when he looked up.

John felt the lump in his throat. He nodded before looking back at you. “I’m sorry” he ushers out to you before forcing himself to leave.

“I don’t know who he is, he said-“ your voice quivers. “I know hun, I know. He’s gone now.” The nurses voice is soft, trying to calm you down.

He felt numb. Entirely unfeeling. Once the door closed behind him. He was to tired to be able to process everything that just happened.

His back slid down the wall. The tile floor was to cold and the fluorescent lights were too bright, but he didn’t care. He’s lost you again. Whatever was in charge of writing life was cruel. You were back, alive and breathing. Giving him that bright feeling of hope only to snuff it out as soon as it started. When he saw that you were not his. And although that felt greater than any wound he received in the countless missions he’s gone on. It was the look in your eyes that wedged the pain deeper to his bones.

You looked at him with something he never wanted to see in them, that he swore, vowed the day you were married, to never let you feel, to never i again experience when he was with you.

The fear in your eyes and he was the cause of it.

#modern warefare 2 #call of duty #john mactavish x you #john mactavish #soap mw2 #soap call of duty #simon ghost riley #oneshot #light angst #writing

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Okay I’m not saying this candle smells like how I imagine Ghost would smell like

But it is what I am sayin

And no it’s not bc it has bourbon in it….

#modern warefare 2 #simon ghost riley #call of duty mw2 #ghost cod #ghost headcanons #my silly thoughts #ignore my rambling

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Look At You Looking At Me

Genre: NSFW

Characters: Simon ghost Riley X Reader

Contains: mirror sex, jealousy, Mdom, possessiveness?

Bc of this ask

A/N: I… I fear I May have written a bit to much… but I hope you enjoy it still

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“It seems that I didn’t mark you enough tonight didn’t I?” His deep voice fills your ear as he stands behind you. his warm breath mixed in with bourbon hitting your hot skin. You see his darkened eyes look at your marked skin on your neck and shoulder “Clearly not, seeing that those boys thought it would be a good idea to look and talk to you the way they did” he continues.

Even though his hand is already at your jaw you still move your head to allow him accesses to your neck. Seeing the smile that appears on his face from the mirror in front of you. “That’s it darling, look at yourself” he turns his head toward your pulse, lips barely brushing against your skin. “Look at how you react to me when I haven’t even touched you properly yet” your breath already quickening lets out a gasp when his hand wraps around your neck “that’s how I know your mine. No one else Can get you this riled up hm?”

Finally his touch your starving skin letting out a moan when his teeth nip at you before sucking. “Only me” he growls as he pushes your body against his chest making you let out more noises. His hand leaves your neck to undress you having his large hand touch your skin sending a shiver through you.

He lands on your chest moving his hand in a way that makes you close your eyes and let out a moan. His deep voice drifts into your ear again “Eyes forward darling. I want you to see, every single thing I do to you”

Your eyes flutter open earning a praise from him as his hands continue to roam your body increasing your arousal with each touch. Letting out a whimper when his fingertips glide against the skin above your center, seeing his teasing gaze in the reflection. “I love seeing that expression on you, can you see it?” Your gaze leaves him to see yourself pressed against him. Hooded eyes glazed over with need. Not helping but let out a whine, the man behind chuckles as his hand rubs over your hip and thigh. “you see how your body squirms against me? Aching for me to touch you, to fuck you?”

Your mind becomes muddled his voice, his scent, everything consuming you. “Beg for me doll, beg because you know I’m the only one that can give you what you want”. Gaze landing on his, your mouth moves with the words you both need to hear. Seeing his eyes darken further and Earning a groan from him against your ear as his fingers finally reach your center. Moving them in a way that makes your legs unsteady, placing your weight against him with the back of your head resting on his shoulder as his rough fingers against your sensitive skin bring you jolts of pleasure that has you calling out to him.

“Simon” you can’t help but to gasp with a shaky breath. Building you up to the sweat edge you are well to familiar with. His lips over your neck and jaw his voice comes out rough and breathless. “that’s right say my name baby, i want you to say it until it’s the only thing in that little pretty head of yours. not letting you think about anything or anybody else, just me.”

His fingers continue to work on bringing that pleasure. setting on a rhythm that has you squirming and gasping. Simon’s roaming Hand stops and holds you around your waist pressing you into him supporting you when you hit that peak. “Keep them open watch yourself let go because of my fingers.” Not knowing if it was because of his voice, his touch or watching you two together like this you moan out his name before going over the edge. His hand tightens around your waist as your legs shake and his other hand doesn’t stop, helping you through your orgasm. “That’s it doll, that’s it” he whispers against you.

His hands glide over your shivering skin reassuringly, although you can feel the heat radiating off of you as well see the way your face is flushed in the mirror. Simon kisses your shoulder and jaw before turning your head to the side in order to kiss your lips. After a few moments after your breathing has calmed down he asks if your okay, in that gentle voice he uses with you that makes your heart flutter, to which you smile into the kiss nodding your head although you should have known better.

“Good, because I’m not done with you yet” and just like that he has you throbbing and arousal peaked again. “Come’er” Simon guides you to a place in the room where you could still see each other in the mirror. “Bend over with your legs spread out” without hesitation you do as your told. Quite frankly because of your overwhelming arousal and need for him. Body aching for some sort of relief from him. That sensation only intensifying when you hear his pants land on the floor. Eyes catching on the pre cum that drips down his thick hardened cock seeing it cover the rest of him as his hand glides up his cock pumping himself at the sight of you.

Your need increases fogging up your brain again as you see him place a hand on your back as he stands behind you placing himself so close to your entrence making you whine out and grind your hips back wanting that sweet sensation. “That’s right, watch your body beg for me doll, fuckin hell” he groans out feeling you on him. His breathing deepening with every soft touch.

Growing impatient from the teasing, he aligns himself before sinking into you both letting out satisfied moans. One hand grips your hip while the other one roams your back securing his hold on you as he gives you a moment to adjust to him.

“You think those boys could have filled you up like I can?” He growls out, his eyes looking into yours in the mirror. Gaze following your body, Slowly the man that has caused you to see stars many times before starts to move his hips. “I think we both know the answer to that”

With that he picks up the speed landing on a rhythm that has you both panting and moaning at the pleasure going through you. It dosent take long for that tension to build increasing your moans.

Simon thrusts keep the pace and your eyes glance at the Mirror making you tighten around him earning a low groan and curses as you continue to voice your own. “you sounded so pretty earlier when you moaned my name, but now I want you to scream it. Let them know your mine” he says as one of his hands leave your hips to reach your center again moving them in a manner that makes you tighten around him again and moan his name.

“fuck! louder babydoll, let them know your mine, to touch. To tease. To fuck. Come on baby let them hear it.” Somehow his thrusts become harder and faster so does his fingers. Increasing that already forming tension. Simon bends down over you his breathing hard against your neck and ear as he encourages you on. Kissing and biting your neck to muffle his moans.

“That’s it baby, let go for me yeah? Come on” his deep voice goes through you, closing your eyes and going over the edge as his name rings around the room repeatedly falling from your lips. Not long after he follows you with his own climax continuing his thrusts to help you both through.

His body slumps against you feeling the pressure of him all over before he leans up bringing you with him, holding your weakened state in-front of him. He nodes his chin towards the mirror eyes still on yours as your own take in your blissed out state. “I want you to Keep this image in your head, so your don’t forget who you fucking belong to, understood?”

Already breathless not trusting your voice you subtly node in his arms. But that’s not the confirmation he wants from you. He turns your head towards, eyes roaming your face landing on your lips “use that pretty mouth of yours doll” a shiver runs through you, eyes staying on his lips lifting your face to touch them slightly. Your eyes look at his seeing a gleam in them as your smile. “Understood sir”

#ghost x reader #ghost cod #simon ghost riley #modern warefare 2 #call of duty mw2 #call of duty #cod modern warfare

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Scenario of Gaz going down on you

Genre: NSFW

A/N: no thoughts pt. 2

Continuation of this post

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Such a tease.

Subtle touches and playful words are gonna be a thing with him.

He would build you up leading to a point were he finds pleasure watching you squirm, whine and beg for him to come back and continue just by his words and touch

When he does come back it’s when your in the kitchen.

Wrapping his arms around your waist he will playfully tease with his words and kiss your neck and jaw distracting you until you feel his hand on your center.

Next thing you know he has you sitting on the counter with him on his knees before you.

Pulling you forward, kissing your exposed thighs before pressing his mouth on to you, kissing slowly still teasing you untill you hear him chuckle at your jutting hips wanting more.

His mouth will still run with playful comments and praise as he works you half muffled. He lets your thighs close in on him his hands grabbing your hips pushing you closer.

I know damn well after he has made you come and provided over stimulation he’ll pull away with a wide ass grin and say a punny food remark.

God this man is so pretty 😩

#modern warefare 2 #call of duty #kyle gaz garrick #gaz x you #gaz x reader #cod mw2

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Can I request a jealous ghost short fic or headcannons with smut. Please? Either one is fine 

Yes. On it! 🫡

#thanks for the ask! #call of duty #modern warefare 2

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Taste

Scenarios of them eating you out

Genre: NSFW

A/N: no thoughts.

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Soap

John mactavish is a simple man. A man that enjoys the simple things in life.

One such things is having your thighs on either side of his head. Having him be completely surrounded by you.

His tongue lapping and swirling around you as one hand holds your thigh and the other goes up your back pushing you further against him. Muffling his praises as he edges you on.

His moans would be constant against you mixed in with his whines as you pulled and tugged at his hair.

His favorite thing is flattening his tongue and letting you use him until you were shuddering around him.

Pecking and kissing you to help you ride out your high, giggling against you

Ghost

He is dominant. But ultimately his purpose is to serve you and bring you as much pleasure as he can.

Therefore his mission is to leave you breathless with a satisfied gaze looking up at him.

Your thighs would be marked with pink and purple hues as they rest on his chest having your legs over his shoulders while his mouth doesn’t leave you.

thrusting his tongue into you. Holding you by your hips not letting you go until he knows you’re completely satisfied and have given everything to him.

He still continues afterwards. when he has laid you back down on the sheets and gently kisses your used center.

Licking over your marks whispering praises against your skin as your hands run softly through his hair.

Price

He can’t help but to wake up early even when he is supposed to be resting. But of course he doesn’t mind it when your the one laying in his arms.

He finds his ways to entertain himself as he waits for you to join him.

Leaving soft gentle kiss against your neck with sweet promises. Across your collarbone continuing down your stomach. Hearing your breathing change and your light moans reach his ears.

When he is met with your still clouded eyes and dazed smile does he make you shut your eyes again as he kisses your center.

He’d take it slow and gentle making sure you felt everything he did as you both were still in the lull of sleep.

He would lick and blow against you to help you wake up for him even more.

When you were both more awake in more ways than one.

He would be the one that was lying down with you on top of him so you could also bring him into your mouth as he took you in his.

Relishing in the feeling of your moans going through him because of the pleasure he was giving you as he held you in his hands having you move against his mouth and beard adding to the sensation until you were both panting in the morning light.

König

His favorite position for him is on his knees. His favorite sight is looking up at you.

It was a nice change in perspective as he’s usually the one looking down at others. But In this state, he’d take any chance he could to be the one looking up.

Your hand would run through his hair guiding him to your heat or pushing his head and lifting up his hood just to reveal what you needed from him.

His eyes begging you when you only allow him to kiss and bite your thighs as his large hand lifts up a leg over his shoulder

His loud moan is muffled when you finally let him lick you. You push his head in further as his tounge begins to move

His large hands your move across your legs and waist as he becomes greedier for you. Moans are constant with him and his gasps are audible as he brings you closer to that edge.

His eyes would stay on you studying your reactions and changing his movement acording to you.

Loving the way you look from that angle as he brings you to that point that has you closing your eyes and bucking your hips.

#könig modern warfare #modern warefare 2 #call of duty #simon ghost riley #könig mw2 #könig x reader #john price #captain john price #john soap mactavish #john mactavish x reader #ghost cod #ghost fanfiction

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Rodolfo and Alejandro scenarios with a fatally injured reader

Warnings: descriptions of injury, probable reader death

A/N: what Can I say I love angst

also I’m sorry about how this one turned out I was kinda lost writing it ngl

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Rodolfo

“don’t give up on me we are almost there and you’re going to be okay, you’ll see” you hear his voice beside you and as much as you want to believe his words your body ultimately wins

your knees give out making you stumble. Shaking your head you breath out “I can’t, rudy I can’t” the pain making you see white and your head swim.

He lays you down gently on the ground eyes frantic as he tries to apply pressure on your bleeding wounds, heart speeding when he hears your groans “I’m sorry but I need to try to slow the bleeding” his voice coming out more panicked then he would have liked

“Amor?” He calls when he feels your hold on his wrist slacken.

He sees your fluttering eyes “No no no eyes open please, come on” he uses a hand to cup your head lifting it slightly to look at him

“Look at me” Only briefly do your eyes gain sight of him seeing his own welling up.

he curses “I’m sorry, I’m so sorry for everything. Please don’t go. Don’t leave” your only response you could muster is squeezing his hand hoping to tell him the important words that can’t be said at the moment

“Im sorry amor, hold on a bit longer, just a bit longer” his voice finally breaks when your grip softens

Alejandro

The relief he felt at seeing you in-front of him was quickly replaced with a heavy churning in his stomach and muffled sounds in his head as he saw your beaten body in the metal chair before him

It took everything in him to not go back outside and kill the bastards laying outside who did this to you again. Wishing he had managed to give them a more painful death than a bullet to the head

He doesn’t hear his other men in the room nor does he care if they see him fall onto his knees in-front of you.

“No no no” his hand lands on your thigh shaking it a little but still there is no movement from you.

“[name] Come on, open your eyes for me” his gloved hand goes to your bruised and cut cheek.

He swallows a sob when he hears your small voice say his name after a moment. “yes, I’m here. mi vida I’m here”

Only able to half open one due to the swelling your eye still softens at the sight of him

Your hand holds one of his wrists were he goes to hold your hand tightly in his. “I knew you’d come” your voice barley a whisper

Alejandro breaths out “always, mi vida always” he rubs your cheek once more before moving his eyes to look at the rest of you, bindings cut off and blood splatters everywhere on you. “come on, I’m getting you out of here”

His gaze goes back to your face when he hears you sigh

“Aye, Mira me, look at me!” Voice coming out louder

Your chest rises slowly and your eye opens again looking at him with a sight that makes his chest tighten and shake his head

“Don’t. You’re not going anywhere okay? You’re staying with me, come on” he goes to move you, to carry you, drag you if he has to.

Your voice calls out to him when he grabs your shoulders making him stop. “I love-“

Again he shakes his head shutting his eyes “stop it. Don’t say it like that”

He feels you sigh under him making him open his eyes to see yours closed and he doesn’t know whether the ringing was his heart shattering or his yelling

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Captain Price with a recovering reader

Part two of: scenarios with a fatally injured reader

Warnings: Medical environment, mention of injury

A/n: I need more captain price in my life fr

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“No internal injury’s, no infection and your vitals look good considering the amount of blood you lost.” The doctor who John rushed to get to check you the second you woke up, says while looking at their computer before looking back at you with a pleasant smile

“All you need to focus on is to not pull your stitches out. Other than that you are on your way to a quick recovery and leave here soon.” They finish, as they write something on their clipboard

“Thanks doctor” Johns gruff voice sound from his spot beside your bed, arms crossed over his chest. his voice and posture adding to his guarded serious expression that makes the medical profesional shift nervously

“O-of course” their eyes shift between you two and you offer a smile “yes, thank you for everything”

they smile slightly “well I’ll let you two alone for now… call me if you need me” they say quickly as you node watching them leave

“I don’t know if you are happy or angry to see me, with that expression John.” Your gaze falls back on the seeming brooding man beside you

“try both” he grunts out. his eyes run over your face “I’m relieved you woke up. I haven’t been able to do anything else but to…” he lets out a frustrated breath uncrossing his arms

“But what the bloody hell were you thinking taking a dagger for me huh?” His voice was authoritative and gruff but you could hear the worry in it with the slight quiver

“I…I could have lost you, you know that? You’d be gone. And for what? Just so that I could live?”

“If it had come to that yes. John I would have wanted to you to live, thats why I did it” you state matching his tone

“Without you?” His voice rings in the room. His eyes staring at you, kind truthful eyes that were welling up with tears you know he wouldn’t shed in-front of you

“That wouldn’t be living darling…” he breathes out shaking his head looking down at his hands, having that nightmarish sight still ingrained in his mind.

“I’ve lost many people around me. But you” his gaze locks with yours “if I lost you I’d…I’d be lost [name]. That would be it” he grabs your hand in both of his hands bringing it to his lips

“I’m the one that should protect you, not the other way around, alright?”

You place your other hand on top of his “John, I don’t want to lose you either. It’s not all up to you. When we say we are together that means we are together. Taking care and protecting each other. So don’t ask me not too because I won’t listen, even if you’re a captain” you give him a smile

His eyes widen a bit seeing a retort forming in his mind but instead he relinquishes with a node and slight smile breaking the seriousness on his face “alright, you’re right. could never bargain with you could I?”

Shaking you’re head you open your arms to him “come here”

He wraps you in his large arms cradling the back of your head pressing you against him finally feeling whole again with your warmth against him

Having to remember to lessen his hold on you “careful, your stitches”

You hold him tighter “I don’t care they can stich me up again”

He chuckles against you “such a stubborn women you are”

“And yet You still love me” you mumble against him breathing him in

John pulls back to cup your chin between his fingers “that I do” he says before guiding your lips to his

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The urge i had to make reader have amnesia in Soaps section for the recovering injured reader post also to make them be married. Oh the angst.

Its a cheesy troupe but oh how I eat it up each time

But I promised a good ending for you all 🫶🏼

Honestly thank you all for waiting and for your comments and interactions on the posts it means so much 💗

#modern warefare 2 #call of duty #my silly thoughts

[grapenamjams]

König, Soap and Ghost scenarios with a recovering reader

Warnings: Medical environment, mentions of injury and wounds

Part two of: scenarios with a fatally injured reader

A/n: this was way longer than I expected! I’m sorry guys angst is just so good I had to sprinkle some in there but other than that I hope you enjoy!!

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König

The heart monitor was to Loud in König’s head. It kept him on edge, waiting for any moment for the sound to turn into a single monotone sound that would confirm all of his worst fears.

His legs didn’t stop bouncing even when he placed his elbows on his thighs hanging his head looking down at the white tile floor. Not being able to focus on anything else but the sound of the monitor.

Then he hears your voice Call out to him softly. Voice sounding heavy and tired.

He thought it was his mind playing tricks on him again until he looked up and saw your eyes

His own eyes widened and his heart began to race. “[name]?”

He stands from his chair beside your bed, looking down at you eyes taking you in.

He sees you wince as you adjust yourself on the bed

“Are you in pain? Let me get a doctor”

He pauses his movements when you shake your head and tell him your fine.

not knowing if he should go towards you, he settles on sitting back down again leg beginning to bounce.

Your eyes look around your surroundings eyeing your form on the bed and the padding at your side.

König’s eyes stay on you. “You had to go into surgery” you look at him his head nodding to your hand placement on your side. “Doc said it’ll be a few days until you’re able to leave but you should heal quick”

You node your head letting out a sigh talking in the news.

“Do you remember what happened?” His stomach churns a little as an image of bloody hands flashes in his mind

Your eyebrows furrow slightly trying to recall what happened before you woke up. “Yeah, a little” your eyes land on his. “You stayed with me?”

His eyes flicker. “ of course I did.”

His gaze lowers after a bit, trying to steady his heartbeat. “I thought- I thought That You were going to leave right in-front of me and, you would be gone forever”

He looks back at you his body leaning towards you, eyes looking over your face. Feeling his chest open up for the first time feeling like he could breath again.

His hand reaches out and pushes back a piece of hair from your face. “But, you came back”

Your heart was speeding up and you hoped that the heart monitor wouldn’t signal in a nurse.

You give him a small smile “Where would I go? You are not going to get rid of me that easily”

He takes your hand in his. His being much larger than yours, making him want to be more gentle with you.

“I don’t want to get rid of you. Ever.” He states

He takes in a breath, thumb rubbing against your skin to reassure him that he was present here with you

“I was so scared Liebling. I don’t know what I would have done if you…went away” his gaze sets on yours again.

“You’re Important to me, very. I want you to know that because after seeing you like that… I realized that I would never get to tell you how much you truly mean to me”

You realize you’re squeezing his hand with every word he says.

König pauses trying to see your reaction but his eyes drift away from yours again. Pulling his body away from yours. “I-I get it if you don’t-“

“Come here” you say gently. Tugging at his arm so he moves closer to you. You could see the hint of red at the tip of his ears.

You place a hand on his cheek hearing him suck in a breath. “Your’re really important to me too König” you state using his own words.

“And” your fingers hook on to the band of the black mask that covers his mouth. “You mean a lot to me as well. I was so scared of leaving you, never being able to see you again” you remove his mask.

You smile up at him. “There you are”

You start to close the space between you too before you hear him whisper “mein Liebling”

You pause for a second to ask “What does it mean?”

The man in-front of you flushes up. “It’s, uh. A way to say my darling in germen”

You smile “you’ve been calling me darling this entire time and I didn’t know?”

“Yes?” His face looking more like a unsure puppy making you smile

“Say it again”

König places a hand on your cheek “I love you, Liebling” he whispers against you before his lips meet yours.

Soap

Two weeks. It has been two weeks since John has last heard your voice, your laughter and has had seen that light your eyes have when they look up at him.

You have been in a coma after receiving the medical attention you needed. Not being able to do anything more no matter how much he pleaded.

“The brain is a tricky thing. I’m sorry john” is what the doctor told him before leaving him standing next to your bed.

Two weeks. John has been by your side. Thankful that during that time Price hasn’t called him in.

Before the injury simply being close to you was enough but now.

“You’re in-front of me I can see you and touch you but you’re not here…you’re far away. Come back. Come back to me, please”

The nurses had stopped trying to get him to go back home and rest after the fourth day.

Even when he would fall asleep beside you he didn’t let himself get that far into it. Either dreams of that day where you were bleeding onto his hands or dreams of you both together came to his mind he would wake himself up. Both versions to painful.

Tonight was one of those nights that he ended up falling sleep at the edge of the bed with his bottom half still in the chair.

However when he woke up it wasn’t on his own accord.

He felt a slight pressure around his hand. His eyes opened to see your hand tighten his. Making him sit straight up looking from his hand to your face. Eyes still closed.

John heart felt like it was in his throat he didn’t want to get his hopes up knowing that it could be just a muscle spasm. But still he whispers your name.

“Can you here me lass? Open your eyes come on” His eyes stay on your face looking for any sign of you trying to come back.

“Love?” He lets out a shaky breath when he sees your eyelids flutter open. “Hey, hey I’m here” John holds your hand in his squeezing it gently hoping to ground you. “welcome back, you sure did take a nice long nap didn’t ya?”

Your eyes take in our surroundings and the new sounds. You look down at your body seeing it connected to machines before your gaze fall onto the man beside you.

Your voice comes out hoarse, “johnny? Where?” His eyes well up at the sound of you saying his name.

“at the- at the hospital in a ICU unit. Do you remember what happened?”

You feel a headache coming on when you try to think back on the empty memories. You tell him no, watching him node his head in understanding.

“Doc said this might happen.”he clears his throat. “You had a… injury to your head and you’ve been… in a coma for two weeks”

John rests his hand on your cheek when he sees your alarmed expression. “You’re okay now, your fine. You came back that’s what matters… you’re here.

Not being able to muster the energy to continue thinking on the fact that you had been unconscious for the last two weeks. You slowly close your eyes letting the feelings and thoughts wash over you wanting to delve into them another day.

For now you looked at john’s blue eyes finding that summer clear sky they reminded you so much of.

“I thought I would never see them again” john’s voice fills the air between you two. A soft contrast to the silence of the room except for the machines.

“See what?” You ask

“ those eyes” he answers. gaze never leaving yours, committing everything to memory.

He shakes his head, hand securing yours again.

“I was so scared. Terrified that I had let you go. That day, of the incident I let you slip away from me while I held you. Then when you were asleep and breathing in front of me. I was driving myself mad not being able to do anything to bring you back.”

He takes in a shaky breath, voice breaking. “if you didn’t open your eyes again I- “

“John.“ your soft voice cuts through the raging noise in his mind.

“I’m here.” Your hand manages to lift up to his cheek. Running your fingers through his new grown out beard not missing the deep eye bags making your heart constrict.

“None of this is your fault. You didn’t let me slip away.” You pull him closer “you brought me back”

John presses his forehead against yours “I Love you, you know that? I love you so damn much [name]. You’re everything to me”

His lips finally connect with yours and it was a moment of sweet longing intimacy. words and feelings left unsaid were acknowledged between you both.

After pulling away, he stayed looking into your eyes for a second a small smile on his lips before his mind catches up to him. “It’s late, you should get some rest, yeah?”

You smile “I’ve been asleep for two weeks. You,however look like you only gotten two hours within that time”

You Motion for him to lay beside you on the bed. “Are you sure it’s alright?” You tug him gently towards you earning a chuckle from him “barley back and already trying to get me into bed, women?”

Hesitant at first, but he manages to fit his large frame in the bed beside you resting his head by the crook of your neck.

“Rest Johnny, Im not going anywhere” finally he was able to find that peaceful rest he is familiar with when he is able to fall asleep with you in his arms.

Ghost

Ghost kept himself busy with anything, it didn’t matter to him.

If he was busy then it meant his brain was also busy which didn’t allow him to think of anything else.

How many days has it been since he found you on the floor while you were internally bleeding?

3 days? A week? A whole year he didn’t know as he tried to convince himself he didn’t care of the amount of days because you were finally being taken care of. There was nothing more he could do.

Is what he would tell himself when his not occupied mind would drift to thoughts of you.

You have been in the ICU for almost a week. No visitors were allowed because of your delicate state.

Simon didn’t want to let himself think of your body on that bed all alone in a solitary room.

Knowing full well the feelings and thoughts that are felt with his own experiences of close calls.

So he kept busy.

Price would be the one to give the team updates of your condition as he listened from the back. Trying to ignore his want to barge in and see you for himself and confirm the captains words.

Maybe it was also In hopes to stop the ache he felt in his chest as each hour and day passed.

“You can see her now” we’re words he thought he would never get to hear from Price.

He also didn’t think his body could get to you quick enough. needing to see you if only a glimpse

“Well you sure do look better than the last time I saw you” are the words he choose as greeting

Making you look over at him with surprise. Although your skin reflected how tired and drained you were, your eyes had their light back contrasting that chilling image he was faced with when he found you.

But now in-front of him you were breathing, looking at him,you were alive.

You shift on the bed so that your back is against the uplifted part of the bed naturally the motion making you wince

“How are they treating ya” He asks making his way towards you helping you sit up without second guessing it.

“Lets just say that the painkillers are doing their job” you sigh out resting your head back to look up at the familiar skull mask

He nodes in understanding “I take it that someone has givin you the run down of what happened?” Voice always so stern and distant

You’re gaze leave his for a moment as the images flash in your mind. Specifically the moment where you tried to focus beyond the mask to his pained and frantic eyes, never seeing that emotion on his face before. Fear.

“Y-yeah, they did. Say I’ll be out in another week or so”

Your voice sounded tired, your body although seeming better still looked so fragile making ghost curse himself again for not being able to protect you like he should have, if he was more vigilant, hadn’t second guessed himself, if he was more-

“How are you doing?” He hears you say and can’t help his eyes widen

How could you ask how he was when you are the one who was lying in a ICU bed being pumped with pain killers because of something he could have prevented.

“I’m fine” his deep voice sounds out in the room “worry about yourself sweetheart” he shifts his weight as he crosses his arms

“The truth Simon, please”

Was it because you said his name so softly that it made his chest tighten or maybe because when it came to you he couldn’t deny you anything? Wanting to give you the world if he could. The only person who was able to see him even through the mask.

He whispers out a curse. “I’ve seen a lot of people and comrades die in-front of me, in this line of work it’s inevitable. I’m used to it, almost expect it. But you-“

He stands closer to your bed. “Seeing you like that it…it terrified me. I didn’t want you to be gone,to be someone else I lost.” He places his hands on the bed handle.

“I just… I just couldn’t accept the fact that, A person that changed my life, that is the single most important person in my life Could just…leave to a place I wouldn’t be able to go”

Simon starts a bit when you hold his gloved hand, peeling back the Velcro to uncover it. “I was terrified too” you start, pulling off his glove. “Not just of dying but of the thought of leaving you. I want to be were you are, always.”

Simons heart is hammering in his head from your words and you touch. “it’s my fault, if-“

You shake your head “none of that, understand?”

You bring his hand to your lips “you saved me,Simon”

His hand cups your cheek “the other way sweetheart, you saved me”

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