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Simon Riley who was scared to propose to you.

(Warnings: NONE. Mention of an ex, but that's it.)

Simon Riley who had one true love before you, and ruined everything by proposing to her.

Simon Riley who dreads talking about marriage to his mates. He is fine with the "girlfriend/boyfriend" stage, and feels like it doesn't need to change.

Simon Riley who after that conversation with his friends, can't imagine you without a ring on your finger.

Simon Riley who feels so guilty that he has made you wait for so long, so he decides to man up and do it.

Simon Riley who bought the most expensive ring (bigger than the one for his ex), reserved a table at the most expensive restaurant, bought the most expensive dress for you, and an "Okay amount" suit for himself, even though you told him to treat himself better.

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You who were comfortably fine with waiting for Simon.

You, even though you wanted a marriage, children and a big house with some animals, avoided talking much about the future so that he wouldn'tbe stressed about this.

You who knew what Simon went through the first time after a drunk confession from soap.

You who found the ring in his drawer after he asked you to bring him something off the nightstand and forgot to close it, forgetting that he put the ring there.

You who made him buy the more expensive suit for himself so that he matched you, playing unaware of what he was planning.

You who played dumb, just so that Simon was even more excited.

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Simon who got ready at base and picked you up.

Simon, who's jaw dropped when he saw you in that gorgeous dress..

"You get prettier every day, love.."

Simon who bought your favorite items and your favorite flowers, brushing it off as "saw'em in the store and thought of you.."

Simon who played your favorite mixed music in the car, loving to listen to you sing along.

Simon who almost crapped himself when you arrived to the restaurant and got seated.

Simon who almost chocked on his food due to how nervous he was.

Simon who took you to that beautiful park you always loved to go to take walks with him.

You who saw the roses and the candles leading into that bench you always sat at.

You watching Simon hold your hands and smile sheepishly.

Simon, who was struggling with his emotions as he got down on one knee.

"Darling.. Will you marry me?"

"Yes."

Simon Riley, the man that was known for not showing emotions let a tear run down his face as he put the ring on your finger and lifted you up to spin you around and kiss you in the most passionate way.

Simon Riley, who was happy that he was gonna spend the rest of his life with you by his side.

me when the READER in the X READER has a name:

like babe the fic ate but i do NOT look like an Aurora🙁

Price : y/n did you put the collar on Riley?

Y/n : I did

Price :

Price : then explain why I saw Ghost walking around with a collar around his neck in the rec room

Y/n : didn't you say put it on Riley?

Price : Riley is a dog, y/n.

Y/n : oh, *that* Riley

P.s appreciate repost and comment

AAAAAAAW

oh my god.

“oh i’m a feminist. i wanna put a woman on top. and on the back, on her knees”

Vox from Hazbin hotel

Whenever Vox is deep in thought he has his Voxtech logo bouncing around on his screen like the old dvd logo

"Uhh... I might not be good with words.."

Simon mumbles, his palms sweating and his heart racing.

"But.. I love you two. So fuckin' much."

he pulls out the box with two rings.

"Will you two marry me?"

You and Johnny both look at each other.

"Uhh... well, this is a bit awkward.." Johnny states and pulls out something from his pocket.

"'Kind of steppin' on my lines, Si." He chuckled, pulling out an engagement box with two rings.

You begin to giggle. The two men looked at you on confusion.

"We three really are meant-to-be, aren't we?"

You smile and pull out an engagement box with two rings.

(Also offering a picture of my cat, Pepsi <3)

simon and johnny who promise to love you more than anyone else can.

every other morning, you'll wake up to a hot beverage sat beside your bed, along with some cooking of simon's. a sticky note sitting there, johnny's messy scrawl devoting his life to you, with a few small hearts from simon.

when they get home from work, johnny will rush to you, wrapping you up in the warmest of embraces, planting hurried kisses all over your giggling face. simon will take of his, and johnny's, shoes away while he lets him shower you with attention. once johnny finally pulls back, simon will just spread his arms wide, pulling you to his chest and nuzzling his face into your hair.

nights spent squished between the two, johnny's face buried in the nape of your neck, his soft exhales brushing your skin. simon with his arm around the two of you, one hand stroking over johnny's hip, his other brushing through your hair. when he can't sleep, he'll press soft kisses against your foreheads, and whisper everything he can't say in your waking moments.

johnny taking you out on extravagant dates, theme parks, fancy restaurants -- every time, will bring you a bouquet of your favourite flowers. make a corny joke about how they could never compare to you. will take you to get your nails done, pre-paying and booking without a word. knowing simon, he'll ask simon for a day at home, spent cuddling and watching movies while you're out somewhere with your friends.

simon proposing to you and johnny both at the new year's eve fireworks -- only for johnny to take out his rings from his pocket. both turning to you when, you too, show them your ring box. hysterical tears from you and johnny, simon silently encasing you both in his tightest hug to date.

you don’t understand, i NEED to impregnate him

haven’t seen one for gaz yet and i do NOT tolerate gaz erasure

erm what if graves with a voice kink

runs away and trips

(gn!reader, mdni 18+)

hey! HEY GET BACK HERE *grabs ur ankles n drags u back* don't be playin with me like that bc it's tru, but especially the opposite

graves who loves the sound of your voice when you're trying to keep your cool around him. it really gets him going to see what he can do to you. so his accent gets thicker, makes sure to play up his words around you a little more because that twang is what gets 'em weak in the knees he always says.

"how ya doin' there, toots?" he grins at you while pressed up against you. you're whining into his chest as he plunges his cock in you a little deeper. he loves those sounds, wants more of it. you shift from how heavy his hips are against yours, grip tightly at his hands that pin yours over your head. "c'mon, words. speak to me."

"you're stretchin' me, phil... feel so full," you slur out. the neediness in your voice makes his cock throb inside of you. he groans and tightens his fingers around yours.

"keep talkin' to me. then i'll give you what you want. promise," he grits out. he grinds into you again and that rumbly growl sends shivers down your spine. and the way he commands you to tell him how good he feels inside you? got you clenching around him and bucking your hips so you can egg him on to give you more. you want him to fuck you so bad.

"please, need your cock."

he chuckles darkly. "you already got it in ya, don't you?"

"not enough, and you know it!" you huff. god, did i say he loves the neediness in your voice. he grunts, grinding into you just a little bit to appease you for the time being. but it's not what you want. you need him to start ramming his dick into you instead of just barely grinding at that spot he knows you like.

"not enough?" he taunts with one hard thrust. you yelp as you're jostled up once and then he goes back to that fucking grinding against you. that sinful rotation of his hips. "c'mon now, you know i'm enough. feel that? huh?"

he gets a little meaner, fucking into you one, two, three more times with that slow teasing in between. you try to double back and he smirks at your pathetic moans and pleas. because as much as he loves your begging, he loves that attitude more. because it makes it so much for fun for him to fuck it right out of you.

"please! need you so bad, m'sorry."

"yea? you're sorry, huh? weren't you just saying my cock's not enough?" he grins and starts pulling his hips back. "so do you even really need it at all?"

you cry out, lock your legs around his hips, and drive your heels into his back so he can fill you up again. he laughs because he knows he's got you. "no, no! i need you so bad. fuck me please. can't cum without you."

"damn right you can't," he says and starts plowing into you. his hips land on you so heavily and the air gets knocked right out of your lungs from his brutal thrusts. "whose cock is making you feel so good?"

you claw your nails into his wrists and he lets up so he can brace himself a little higher over you. that way he has more leverage to properly fuck into you. you start clawing your nails down his back and groan out his name.

"what's that? louder, baby, c'mon! whose cock makes you feel like this!" he orders you to tell him like he would his men. he sneers when he looks down at where his cock plunges in and out, it glistening with your slick and some of his precum.

"you! it's you, phil. your cock is so good," you pant as he drives his hips in a little faster.

"yeah? keep sayin' my name, baby. whose cock is it that's gonna make you cum?"

your legs twitch when he hits you at the right angle. he shifts on his knees to start hitting at angle more. "gah, s'your cock. only you can make me cum. make me cum, make me cum, please phil."

"i gotcha, baby. hold tight," he groans out. can't last much longer the way you scream his name out so beautifully. he could listen to your moans forever. your whining, your begging, your pleading. even a lil bit of tude gets his dick so hard.

and when you scream out his name again and grip at his forearms by your head? he's a man determined to hear that last note, that final sigh you make when you finally cum. s'music to his fuckin' ears.

"m'gonna cum," you hiss out.

"yea you are. cum on my cock, baby. let me hear those sweet moans of yours."

that's what does you over. the way his accent gets even thicker and he slurs his words together. you clench down on him and arch your hips into his so his thrusts are a little shallower. and as predicted, it's that long whine that does him in. he fucks you through the rest of your orgasm while in the cusp of his.

"mmh, you gonna fill me up, phil?" he groans and bites your shoulder when you ask him. makes him hump you a little faster. it's right there and you both know it, and you keep pushing him over the edge. "wanna feel you cum in me. give it to me. pump me full."

"damn, baby. you're filthy," he bites out and grinds his hips just a little more until you feel the twitching of his cock. he keeps up the grinding even while he drains all of his cum into you. makes his dick push in the cum a little deeper.

the two of you catch your breath against each other. you smooth your palms against his back and feel the little welts of skin from where you've marked him up. you know that's gonna leave some nasty marks that he'll love.

he starts pulling out and hisses at the sensitivity of his cock still buried in you, plunges back in just a little to let him rest a little longer.

"god, you make me feel so full," you wiggle your hips against his. it makes some of the cum drip out of you and his eyes harden at the rasp in your voice.

"i do, baby. don't i?" he grins. oh you've awakened something and you whine when he digs his hips back in deep. you've made it a lot worse. "you want me to pump another one in you? make you feel fuller? just say the word."

he positions himself to start pumping into you again. you feel your core throb at the thought of him doing more. and you know just how to make him give it to you.

"yes please."

oh, he also loooves when you use your pleases and thank yous. but just wait until he gets you to a state where you can't speak coherently anymore.

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this is the exact body i picture when i think of simon riley

the little tummy too 😩

Ghost be kinda feral sometimes.

PLEASE THIS HURTS ME SO BAD!!! why can't they just stay together in one universe... :(

Some 22 and 09 angst doodles

Metanoia - The journey of changing one’s mind, heart, self, or way of life.

You meet your neighbor You need a favor You go to dinner You have a secret You make a promise You don’t like silence You return a favor You need a date You go to tea You meet Johnny’s LT

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ugly sweater matching!

#BARKBARKBARKBARKWOOFWOOFWOOFWOOF

HOW WOULD YOU LIKE TO RIDE HOME ON A REAL COWBOY? I GOT A SIX PACK OF COLD ONES ON ICE, AND MY ROOMIE'S OUT ALL NIGHT. SO YOU CAN SCREAM MY NAME AS LOUD AS YOU NEED TO, SUGARRRRRRRRR!!!!!!!!!!

You really think she’s your girl. My brother in Christ she’s up in here every night twirling her hair and kicking her feet to the raunchiest “x reader” COD smut on the planet.

NAHHHHHHHHH

i was testing out my c.ai könig bot, not sure if i should post it...

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i need them biblically. at the same time. until the bed breaks. until i can’t see straight.

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